Story-Portal

The Boys Are Back! Reunited with Mike Smith in London, young American Gil Graham attempts to pursue his career in movies through script writing, while Mike’s younger brother Will pursues Gil with all the guile and determination he possesses in abundance. 

Mike has his own problems on a movie set at Pinewood Studios where his job makes him the handler of a teen pop star whose horniness and desire for Mike is only exceeded by the amount of heartache he causes Gil and Mike. Singing sensation Nathan Cliffe, star of the movie, unleashes an avalanche of desperate problems, which threaten to ruin the movie. In an adventure worthy of Hollywood Gil and Mike must try to save the film and Nathan. But in the process can they save themselves?

Quote:Mike wriggled around and forced Illias’s legs wide apart so he could kneel between them. Youssef leaned hard over Illias, all the while watching intensely what Mike’s hands were doing. His little tongue flickered over his full lips. Oh ho, he wants a taste of Illias as well.
Mike hefted Illias’s butt up off the bed onto his thighs, which arched the Morrocan’s middle high up and at the apex jutted his cock like a tower on a hill, which gave Mike so much more to swallow. He slid it across his flattened tongue until the flaring crown slipped into his throat and Mike’s squeezing lips reached down to the root. And here, at last, Youssef pushed in, sticking his tongue out as far as it would go to lick with panting excitement at the saliva-slicked join of Mike’s lips on Illias’s shaft. This intrusion went straight to Mike’s dick.
By forcing his tongue out between his lower lip and Illias’s smooth but rigid cock, Mike managed to lap at the top of the boy’s balls. As he pulled back, Youssef took over like a frantic puppy with a doggie-treat. Illias jigged up and down on the bed in almost perfect rhythm with Hassan across the gap, whose head was forced back so far into Kamal’s lap his Adam’s apple stuck up and jerked with every stertorous breath as Gil brought him to the edge of the sexual precipice.
Gil’s head jackhammered up and down and his saliva glistened on Hassan’s slight pubic hair. Illias had hardly any, but it was also wet from Mike and Youssef’s busy mouths.
Illias began to moan and squeeze out words in incomprehensible Arabic as Mike heard Hassan jerk out, “Suce-moi … plus fort …”
Kamal gasped a laugh. “S–suck his thing harder, he ask … ahh …”
Mike saw Kamal lift Hassan’s head so he would see himself unload inside Gil.
The race was on. Gil was going at it furiously. Mike gave Illias all his tongue at the sensitive slit of his cock and hard lip squeezes down and back up, as fast as he could, while Youssef tongued as furiously at every glistening inch of Illias’s dick revealed by Mike’s parting lips. The boy bucked against every move, his hands scrabbled in Mike’s hair. And then Mike heard Hassan’s long strangled groan and Gil’s gulping.
Damn! He’s won. By a second.
Illias shuddered convulsively on the bed and a jet of hot cream filled Mike’s mouth. He gripped the root hard and kept the cock head in his mouth to lash his tongue tip over the flooding cum slot as Illias thrashed about helplessly, his upper torso strained up. Illias met every greedy swallow with another powerful jet of cum, sweet and with an exotic cinnamon flavor. Mike took pity on poor, frantic Youssef and allowed a trickle of hot, white sperm out from between his lips. The boy was on it in a trice, blowing hard through his nose as he sucked up what he could.
Illias slowed. A last hard jerk and then the soft outflow of aftermath. He relaxed his hold on Mike’s hair, and Mike matched the rhythm and gently polished him off. Kamal got out from under Hassan, who collapsed back, exhausted, with a faint, “Oh, merci.”
Mike licked his lips and sat back on aching haunches. He turned and smiled at Gil. “You look like the cat that got the cream, ol’ ballin buddy.”
Gil grinned happily, licked his lips as well. “I did. Oh, I did.”
“Lie back!” Kamal commanded, indicating that they should roll over. Now it was Illias holding up Mike and Hassan doing the same for Gil. Kamal knelt between the beds and reached out with both hands to grip their erections. After the burning excitement of the past few minutes it didn’t take long for him to jerk them off. This time Mike won by a hair’s breadth. As his spunk flew, Youssef dipped his head down eagerly and greedily licked at the stuff as it pooled on Mike’s chest and belly.