Slightly Jealous, Part 2/5

Slightly Jealous, part 2/5

KJ Apa asked Charles Melton to suck his cock, but Charles really just enjoys fucking and getting fucked, so he offered up his ass instead…

Part 3 will be posted tomorrow.

Keeping Daddy Happy

KJ Aka was faced with the ultimatum of keeping “Daddy” happy if he was going to continue dating his daughter. Mark Conseulos knew exactly how to handle horny jocks though. No better way to keep those hormone filled suitors in check than letting them have a taste of his cock…

Leaked Selfie

Jordan Calloway has set up a work out “date” with KJ Apa. While he was waiting for his co-star on Riverdale to arrive he found a leaked selfie of KJ in one of the tabloids left in the changing room trash can. 

He leaned back against the lockers and started stroking. 

“Man! He has a sexy ass”, Jordan thought to himself. He stroked and moaned and talked dirty to the selfie of KJ.

Suddenly he heard someone open the front door of the gym. He was sure it was KJ so he quickly arranged himself and hid the tabloid. 

He greeted KJ with a high five in the usual way. Not letting on that he had just jerked off to his ass only moments ago. 

Jordan had trouble fitting his hard cock into his small grey gym shorts, but somehow managed to do so. They worked out for about half an hour and then Jordan made his move on KJ. He sweet talked the ginger hottie. He was so smooth and skilled in the art of seductive conversation. 

KJ would be another notch in his belt of conquests and he gently lifted up KJ’s tank top and touched the naked skin. He saw the inner struggle inside KJ’s head and he kept feeding him what he knew an apprehensive boy needed to hear. The more Jordan talked, the more KJ felt his reluctance about going further with this melted away. 

“Fuck! I can’t believe I’m doing this…”, KJ thought to himself as Jordan had helped him get up and was lowering his skimpy green shorts and fucked his ass right over the bench…

Aaaand Action!

KJ Apa brought Tyler Posey home after a night out partying and the two ended up in bed together. Tyler confided in KJ that he is really into bondage. KJ was intrigued, but lacked anything to tie up Tyler with so he improvised and took Tyler’s tie and gagged him with it. 

That did the trick and got Tyler in the right mood for some nasty sex. Tyler was throwing his head back and forth as KJ pummelled his hole. He was moaning loudly and thrashing about wildly because it felt so good!

All of a sudden he spots Cole Sprouse with a camera filming them! KJ held Tyler down with a firm grip around his neck and assured him it was ok. After the initial shock had settled, Tyler saw that his cock actually started leaking a lot of pre-cum and KJ saw it too. 

“Cole, get a close up of this! He likes being filmed. Look at him leak!”, KJ blurted out. Tyler blushed and his head turned an adorable shade of crimson and he made no attempts to get up. He let KJ have his way with him while Cole continued filming…

‘1-Fake a Day’ #12 (2017)

Matty’s  9″ Monkey Wrench by CombiningPowers

Walking up to the ever-familiar Nascar racetrack that he was so fond of visiting, John Krasinski had a light spring in his step as he pictured another full day of hanging around Matty, Matty’s garage and Matty’s precious car. Like a hyperactive child in an unattended candy store, Krasinski had such a blast the past couple of weeks that he honestly could not wait to dive back in; his feet tingling with excitement as he approached the main entrance. Wearing a white tank top with blue, pit-crew pants to fit in better; John was ready to do whatever he could to get on Matty’s good side. It was a particularly burning day and already his brow and underarms were sweating profusely, his matted top patchy with the saline liquid. Essentially skipping through the sizeable doorway, the smell of burnt rubber on sizzling asphalt as well as the gentle aroma of spilled gasoline filled his nostrils, the combined scent bringing such a nostalgic feel to the 29 year old. 

As it was a Tuesday afternoon, the racetrack was mostly empty and lifeless; aside from the odd mechanic or maintenance worker fixing the metal fence that separated the cheering crowd from multiple 3-ton metal death cubes going over 120 miles per hour. Beelining straight towards the garage in the centre of the oval-shaped track, Krasinski was thrilled to see Matty there, working hard as usual. “Matty! Hey, it’s me again! Did you miss me?,” beamed John, his hair waving freely as an industrial air-con began blowing gales of cool air towards him. Matthew seemed pissed off to see the 29 year old but he was usually like that so it was probably just his default state and totally not because of a notably bothersome individual. “What do you want John?” fumed the 34 year old driver, currently covered in splatters of viscous oil as he was maintaining the underside of his vehicle; the black and yellow car suspended 2 metres in the air by a red lift device. “I came here to see you and your baby,” replied John eagerly, leaning on a large tool rack as he wiped the excess sweat from his arms and forehead. “Think I could finally give the ol’ girl a spin?” gushed an obviously enthusiastic Krasinski, drumming his fingers along the racks metal surface. 

Matthew sighed loudly below the car and moved out from under the heavy vehicle, pressing a small button in his pocket to lower the car lift back down; a whining screech filling the cold garage as the lift descended. “I’ve told you this at least one hundred times John, you can’t drive the car,” expounded Matt irritatingly, his voice hoarse and scratchy from what appeared to be mild dehydration. John hung his head down slightly in disappointment, though his energy from before remained the same. “What do I have to do to drive around the track? I’ll do anything at this point,” pleaded John, his hands in a prayer clasp as he pushingly begged the other man. There was a noticeable spark in Matty’s eyes for one split second, John knowing that if he pushed a little further … he could finally get his way. “C’mon Matty, you know you want to,” chirped John, waving his arms so forcefully that he then accidentally knocked a large can of paint from the tool rack onto the floor; the clang as the tin hit the floor causing both men to jump.

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