Date: Fri, 1 Apr 2011 13:43:28 -0400 From: D S <email@example.com> Subject: Hollywood meets bollywood -Celebrity Chapter 18 DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction; no knowledge of any celebrity's sexuality is implied or known. COMMENTS firstname.lastname@example.org Hrithik entered The Producer's place next afternoon, excited to meet the scriptwriters and also The Producer. He had fond memories of the time he had spent here a few weeks ago. When he reached inside, two guys were talking with The Producer. They were the scriptwriters their last film was a major hit while their first one was nominated for an Oscar. They had the story board and were discussing whether Brad's character, the superspy, should be introduced early on in the movie or as a flashback in the middle. The movie was a thriller with Brad's superspy character getting involved with a conglomerate of businessmen from USA, UK, Russia, Brazil and India. They want Brad out of the way as he knew their existence and their plans to dominate the world's financial markets through a computer program that would cause financial mayhem. Daniel Craig, in an absolute departure from his Bond role, was playing the villain the leader of the conglomerate. The Producer and one of the scriptwriters wanted the story to crisscross between the present and the past so that the viewer would not be aware as to why Hrithik and Channing were involved in this and how they were related to Brad until midway. Hrithik joined the discussion and suggested that the movie start with Brad being chased and ultimately killed. Upon his death, his two sons (Hrithik and Channing) meet under these circumstances for the first time, never knowing of each others existence. Brad had been in India on assignment and was involved with an Indian model. The result of this affair was Hrithik's character. While Hrithik is a spy in India, Channing is a computer programmer and martial arts expert. These two now have to join hands to avenge their father's death and prevent economic collapse. The Producer agreed that killing Brad early on would start the movie well and then his involvement would be worked in all through the movie as Brad's sons' piece together parts of the puzzle. The Producer and scriptwriters were now working out outlines. Hrithik was always interested in the production aspects of all his movies, especially since he came from a family of movie makers. He was born in a family of filmmakers and his father was an actor that turned out to be a better director. The discussions went on for quite some time and soon it was evening. The scriptwriting duo left but promised to meet H again soon. The Producer summoned his assistant and in walked Chase. Hrithik gave him a big hug and smile and patted his butt. This was the guy who H had fucked in the airplane on his way back to Mumbai from LA the last time. The Producer had "planted" him on the adjacent seat, to provide Hrithik with something to do on the long flight. So Chase did move up in the ranking and was now The Producer's new assistant. They both grinned as they recognized each other. The Producer asked him if all the arrangements for this evening's party were done. "Yes, boss", he replied. "So how big is this party?" asked Hrithik. "Oh very small and intimate," came the reply. "Just a few guys you'll see." The first guest to arrive was Brad. As usual, he looked every bit the big star that he was. Clad in baggy shorts and a graphic T, sunglasses and flip-flops. His good looks and physique could not be disguised even with this casual, almost careless, attire. Matt arrived almost immediately and both hugged each other. "It's been a long time," they both said almost in unison and laughed at the coincidence. "We need to get them to make Ocean's Fifteen! Only then we could meet each other! Have you met my new co-star?" asked Brad. "I already met Hrithik," said Matt, "Yesterday" as Brad tried to introduce them. Brad was the only one that had fucked Hrithik and the latter hoped for a replay of that on this visit too. The Producer led the boys to the play room where Chase was setting the bed. Chase was now wearing white mesh boxer briefs that really covered less and displayed more. As they walked in, he handed each one of them a different colored boxer brief, similar to the one he was wearing. Matt got black, Brad got red and Hrithik got a brown pair. They stripped their clothes and wore the new underwear. Chase stepped forward and removed his bosses clothes, held a purple meshed boxer brief open for his boss to step in. "I have a guest coming in who's not in the movie biz but was very eager to meet you guys, especially Hrithik," he said. Matt and Brad were kissing each other, grinding their pelvises together. It was obvious that this was not the first time they were doing this with each other. All the Ocean's movies must have had some steamy moments during the filming. Chase was now securing the belts around The Producer's wrists who was lying on the bed. He was tied to the hand posts on the bed. The bed was a large round one, covered in a shimmering pale grey sheet and dark copper finished hand posts. Hrithik was taking in the scene getting turned on by the Brad and Matt Show. Brad was licking Matt's cute nose and massaging the Bourne butt. Hrithik could see both guys sporting major hardons that were caged in the mesh, accentuating the size. He moved toward The Producer and tweaked one nipple, gently at first and then holding it between his finger and thumb tugging it harder. The Producer's cock was responding too. It was throbbing in response and a drop of precum glistened. Chase bent down and licked it off. Brad and Matt soon joined them. Both were now kissing The Producer's cock. Brad and Matt's mouths were kissing around the cock. Chase picked up a tit clamp and placed it on The Producer's left nipple. A small chain hung from it and he secured it on his own tit. The Producer's eyes were now closed in ecstasy and a deep moan escaped his mouth. Hrithik now moved on to The Producer's face. He inserted his monster manhood and grabbed The Producer's hair and started to gently fuck his face. A small bell was heard and all of them froze. Hrithik pulled out of the Producer's face who said, "It's the last guest guys, don't worry. Chase can you bring him in?" Chase removed the clamp and left the room. A few seconds later he ushered this hunk down. He was wearing tight jeans and a loose shirt. Dark blond hair lay messily atop a very handsome face. He was unbuttoning his shirt and just pulled it off and got out of the shorts. He had a toned and ripped body, not overly muscular but built hard. Black A/X bikini briefs covered the macho pelvis. The body was covered with tattoos and as he slipped out of the bikini brief, Chase gave him a green mesh brief. The deep green brief complemented the tattoos' color. Heck, on that body, a potato sack would have looked good. His legs were very muscular, shapely and equally defined as the rest of his body. "Hi guys" he said in a clipped British accent. All the guys were ogling that body as The Producer said, "Welcome, David. Please join us, won't you?" Hrithik had stepped out of the bed and he was now sporting a major hard on that was straining every fiber of that mesh that caged his cock. Brad and Matt were still at The Producer's penis, but their eyes were also on David. Hrithik read the tattoo on the forearm. It was written in Hindi and it spelled VICTORIA. The Bollywood beefcake walked to the soccer stud and both embraced each other. Their hands were now exploring their chests and back. David's ten-incher, although cased in the green mesh was hard and obviously happy. Hrithik licked Beckham's biceps and dove into the musky armpit, as the soccer star lifted the arm and placed it behind his head. Both hunks' tongues were busy in their famous faces while the two American stars were now back lapping The Producer's cock. Chase had left the room. The men continued with the kissing and licking and caressing and sucking. Chase soon came back with a silver handled apparatus. It looked like a pizza cutter instead of a sharp edge, it had blunted serrations, almost like a cog wheel. He sat by the bed and rolled the device on The Producer's soles; he was now writhing and squirming in response. Matt took it over and rolled the inner side of The Producer's thigh who was now giggling and straining at the tethers that held his arms. Everyone had stopped doing what they were doing and watched The Producer's agony and ecstasy. Matt was now moving it up to the balls and The Producer's breathing was now heavy and his head was thrown back, lips parted and eyes dreamily half-shut. Matt now rolled it over the abs, circling the belly button, tracing it up to the chest, connecting the nipples to the belly button in a triangle. The Producer's cock was now glistening with precum again and Chase scooped it with his lips. He turned around to kiss Brad. Matt was now tracing the roller to the armpit and tugging gently on the tit clamp. The Producer let out a deep grunt and Matt took the other end of the tit clamp and placed it on his nipple. He kissed The Producer and stepped out of his mesh. He knew he had to shoot soon as he could not hold any longer. He shoved his deep pink eight inches in The Producer's face as the latter had to really stretch his mouth to accept the width. What Matt lacked in size, he made up in girth. With every movement of Matt's chest, the tit clamps that were connected tugged at The Producer's nip and he moaned. Matt was close to coming and he pulled out his cock and sprayed The Producer's face with his creamy white cum. He removed the clamp and fell forward, exhausted. Meanwhile, David and Hrithik were on the deep claret carpet. David was lying on his back, legs up resting on Hrithik's massive chest. Hrithik's cock was entering the footballer's furry hole. David let out a small scream as it stretched to accommodate the intruder and Hrithik pushed it in gently but firmly. Once in, he allowed David's insides to get used to the love log. Brad moved up to the duo and he was now standing over David, his erect cock in Hrithik's mouth. David's arms were perpendicular to the floor as they reached to hold Brad's glutes. He was moving in rhythm to Hrithik's pounding. Brad was face fucking Hrithik who was pummeling David. Chase was now sucking off The Producer who was still tied and could only move his hips. Matt was licking Hrithik's nipples. Neither could last much longer than a few minutes and The Producer came first, leaving a milky residue on Chase's mouth. Chase wiped his palm on his mouth, collecting his boss' cum and used it to beat off, The Producer's soft shaft still in his mouth. David had managed to insert his finger in Brad's bung hole and was now massaging the pleasure point inside. As Hrithik sucked him, Brad shot his sperm, and Hrithik allowed it to drip on David's defined abs. Brad stepped back to sit down, and Hrithik bent down so that he could really drive his cock deeper into David. David was now tonguing Brad's hole and soon both David and Hrithik came almost simultaneously. They kissed each other while David continued to rim Brad. Soon they slid down, lying spent and sexed up. Clean up led to conversation and Hrithik invited all the guys' to The Club in Mumbai. He informed them of this love palace that he had made, inspired by his visit to LA last month. The Producer informed him that he was going to visit India soon to scout for locations and to initialize the process for shooting some of the earlier scenes in various parts of the subcontinent. Hrithik invited him to stay at The Club while some of the other crew and production assistants could stay at the hotel that was close by. Brad asked, "You know Hrithik, I am getting married in India soon. Do you think we can have a bachelor party in your club?" "Of course, Brad. You will have a chance to experience Indian hospitality at its best. You'll get a party of your life," he replied. "Let me know the dates and I know the Bollywood guys will be more than welcoming you!" Meanwhile in Mumbai, I had settled in a routine of exercising and maintaining the place. Shahid had called me a couple of times but I realized he was not willing to make any commitments. That was OK with me, as I knew that he had deep affection for me. I had heard in the gossip shows about his affair with another actress. Arjun came to spend some time with another guy, the top male model of the country. They spent a good hour in one of the rooms and left. While H was away, I wondered if he would bring back some Hollywood studs soon. In a few hours I got a text from him letting me know to prepare for a major party in two weeks. It read Prep for party in two weeks. Exact date TBA big Hollywood stars coming I had an instant hard on thinking of those gora guys cavorting here!