[Featuring Eddie Cibrian and Dean Cain]
It's really quite simple, even if you don't believe me. I have the power, the power to control people. And the people I chose to control can be seen in the movies, television shows and magazines that fascinate the whole world. Hollywood is my hunting ground and its male stars are my prey.
Take, for instance, one of my most memorable conquests. It happened about two years ago. I'd been watching a new show on television called Third Watch that featured a former soap star named Eddie Cibrian. Doing a little research I discovered Eddie was also in a second-rate boyband called 3Deep. He couldn't sing worth a darn, but looked damn-fine hamming it up for the screaming teens. The other thing I noticed was how much he reminded me of another actor, Dean Cain.
Cain had starred in the sappy TV remake of Superman called Lois and Clarke. He had a gorgeous body and wasn't shy about showing his muscular physique on the show. His good looks and natural charm compensated for silly scripts and the annoying romance with his ditsy female costar. But the show had been cancelled and he'd been reduced to making a series of bad B-movies.
It wasn't too difficult to arrange a meeting with Cain through my increasingly powerful contacts in the industry. He came in to my small but well appointed offices on a Tuesday afternoon. When he departed an hour later he'd left his load on a silver tray on my desk and had agreed to be my obedient servant for life. Not bad for a Tuesday afternoon, eh?
"Who am I?" I asked, as I showed him to the door.
"You are my Master," he said in a low, unexpressive voice.
In my diary I added a small entry, "D. Cain. 2pm. 7" cut, bent slightly to the left. Likes to play with his tits."
It took several more days and considerably more effort to line up a meeting with Eddie Cibrian. He'd been busy with the TV show, the boyband and had even managed to squeeze in several movie roles including a funny performance in the small budget movie "But I'm a Cheerleader!"
I finally made arrangements to meet him after some promotional event that Friday afternoon. After a few choice words with his manager, I arranged to be alone with him in his trailer. Having little time, I got straight to it and thirty minutes later I exited the trailer having experienced one of the most amazing blow jobs in my life. As I stumbled to my car, I realized I still had several dollops of his load on my shoes. Climbing in to the drivers seat, I took a few minutes to catch my breath.
I reached over and grabbed my dayplanner from the passenger seat and began to record my notes. "E. Cibrian. 4pm. 9" cut, long, skinny. Points to the sky. Shoots big loads. Amazing mouth, tongue, deep throat."
I put down the dayplanner and picked up my cellphone. I dialed the number Cain had given me while he was in my office and reached him after a few rings. The first word out of my mouth was his trigger, the word that restored my complete control of him. I ordered him to be at my house at 8pm that evening. He was instructed to clear all his appointments for the weekend and to bring a change of clothing with him. I had given Eddie similar instructions before I'd left his trailer, asking him to arrive a few minutes after Dean.
This was going to be fun.
As planned, Dean Cain arrived first. Once he was inside, I issued the trigger and put him into a trance. We were in the large entry foyer that acted as the hub of the house. He had dropped his overnight bag at his feet and stood there with a relaxed, passive demeanor.
"Who are you?" I asked him.
"Your slave," he said in an emotionless voice.
"Who am I?"
"You are my Master." He lowered his head and avoided my gaze.
I repeated the rules that I had given him earlier in the week: "You must obey my every word. Your free will is now a possession that I keep locked away. The slightest sound from my voice will command you and become the desires that control you. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Master, you control me. I have no free will."
I showed him into the living room and awaited the appearance of my second subject. When Eddie arrived, the procedure was repeated and he was taken to the living room to meet his companion for the weekend. The cover story I had given them both, of working with me on a proposed new independent film, worked well for what I had planned for the evening and into the weekend. I sat down on the large leather sofa and had the two hunks stand before me.
I took a moment to compare the two. Cain was the taller, by about an inch and also had a larger build than Cibrian, but they both appeared to be in excellent shape. I commanded them to remove their shoes and socks and then their shirts to get a better look at them. Dean had the bigger, more muscular frame, while Eddie was leaner and tighter. I stood up and commanded them to remove the rest of their clothing. Next, I walked around them to admire their impressive bodies more fully. I complemented them on their physiques and told them that for the rest of the evening they were to be proud of their bodies and unashamed to be naked in my presence.
They were side by side now as I stood behind them and placed a hand on each man's shoulder. "You are mine to command," I said to them, "and you will do as I say, without question. Do you understand?" Each nodded in agreement.
Stepping back, I ordered them to face each other. This close together you could definitely see the resemblance. Eddie could have been Dean's younger brother. "I wish you to explore each other's bodies. Feel the shape of every muscle, every inch of the man standing in front of you," I commanded. It was a pleasure to watch the two obey my command. Their hands worked slowly, with Eddie starting by exploring Dean's face and even tracing along the curve of the other man's ear while Dean started by running his hands along Eddie's firm pecs and down his stomach.
"Cain, I want you to sit in the chair, and Eddie I want you to continue to explore his body using your mouth and your tongue." I was amazed at how eagerly the younger man took to his task, even flicking at Cain's nipples with the tip of his tongue. He worked his way down Dean's smooth body and lowered himself to lick his toes. Cibrian was putting on one hell of a show, and I promised him that his thorough work would be rewarded.
It was time to get serious. I ordered Eddie to lay on his back on the rug in front of the fireplace. As Dean stood up from the chair, his half-hard cock swung heavily between his strong, muscular legs. "Straddle him in a 69 position," I commanded the former TV Superman. "Now suck each other off." Cain looked up at me with confusion and doubt written on his face.
"Obey my command!" I barked.
He looked down at the cock and took it in one hand. He seemed to study it as if he were unsure of what to do with such a thing. "You know what a blow job is, now do it!"
It wasn't long before both men were fully hard. Eddie had no trouble handling Dean's thick cock as he worked the full length of it in and out of his mouth. He even took time to lick at the low-hanging balls and run his hands along Cain's powerful thighs. Dean, on the other hand, took some time to get going. While Eddie's cock wasn't nearly as thick as Dean's it was definitely longer. He started off sucking the head sort of like a lollipop then took more and more of it in with each thrust. Once Eddie's cock was hard, Dean had trouble even keeping it in his mouth. It would pop out and slap down against his stomach as if it were spring-loaded or something. Cain had to keep a firm grip on it just to keep it upright so that he could suck on it.
While Cain was busy learning the fine art of cock sucking, I commanded Cibrian to start working on the other man's asshole. A few simple instructions on how to tease it with his tongue and how to work in a finger and he was off to the races. Dean was a bit startled at first, but seemed to get used to the idea of another man working on his ass.
When I'd first planned this evening, I'd had every intention of letting Dean Cain fuck his younger look-a-like, but Cibrian's performance over the past hour was too much to go unrewarded. Besides, who wouldn't want to see Superman lose his virginity to a 9 inch rock hard cock?
I commanded the two men to flip over, with Cain ending up on his back and Cibrian seated between his legs, ready to go. For a moment I just stood there and admired the sight. Dean was looking up at me, wondering what was going to happen next, while Eddie alternated his gaze between his penis and Dean's exposed pink puckerhole. The younger man seemed genuinely fascinated by his own cock. He held it in his grip and stroked it up and down, all the while smiling broadly. He played with it, and let it slap against his belly before grasping it again and giving it a few more strokes. It was a sight to behold.
I handed Cibrian a small bottle of lube and spoke my two favorite words, "do it!."
Cain gasped as he was penetrated by Cibrian. The head of the cock slid in with one deliberate thrust and was followed by the slow, smooth progression of the long, slender shaft. Cain dug his fingers into the rug, pulled his head back and gritted his teeth. Once his cock had made it all the way in, Cibrian paused and allowed Cain to catch his breath, before lifting the man's legs up and resting the ankles on his shoulders.
"Do it!" I repeated.
Eddie started slowly, working just a few inches of his cock in and out of Dean's tight asshole. Cain lifted his head up and watched the younger man fuck him. As the two men's eyes met I ordered them to kiss. Cibrian thrust his tongue into Cain's mouth, just as he was thrusting his cock into the man's ass. The speed and length of the thrusts increased and Cain let out a yell in protest. Cibrian was like a piston, pounding into the other man with all his might.
As the drama continued to unfold, I noticed that Cain was stroking himself, matching Cibrian's rhythm. Sweat poured off their bodies and glistened in the flickering firelight. Dean brought his other hand up and pulled Eddie's head down so that they could exchange kisses again. Their breathing was heavy and I knew that both were close to coming.
"You will only come on my command, you must not release until I give you permission!"
I let the fucking continue for several more minutes. Both men were in agony, but they did not stop, did not release the loads building up in their balls. Finally, I relented. "Now," I shouted.
Both men screamed out and released their loads. Eddie pushed his cock as deeply into the other man as he could and let his white-hot seed explode deep inside Dean's ass. The first shots of Dean's load arced up and between the two men's sweaty bodies and landed on his face. Nearly a dozen more shots followed covering the two men's chests and stomachs. Finally, Eddie collapsed down onto his companion and the two lay there, exhausted.
While my stars had completed their performances in an Oscar-worthy fashion, their director's work was still unfinished.
"Crawl to me!" I commanded. Cain and Cibrian did as they were ordered and knelt in front of me. I reached down, unzipped my pants and took out my own aching penis. "Share me and share your reward!" I ordered.
The two studs worked my cock, each taking the head into their mouths in turn while the other worked my shaft and balls. Within a few moments I could hold it back no more and shot my load across their faces. Grasping my spent cock in my hand, I rubbed it across their lips and let them each take a turn sucking the last drops out.
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