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Cats and Bricks and Such

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: shakuru Posted on: 10 Jan 2004 1 comments
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Ned Beatty, Jason Patric and Ashley Judd are currently starring on Broadway in a revival of Tennesee Williams' classic, "Cat On A Hot Tin Roof." A few weeks ago, Ned was interviewed in the New York Times and dissed his co-stars royally to the tune of basically saying that they couldn't act. And so begins our story...The Music Box Theatre was quiet now after first the crowd then the crew then most of the cast had fled the theatre into he cold of a brisk Manhattan January evening. But Ned sat alone in his dressing room, as was his wont. After the slip of the tongue in the Times, never again would he drink Maker's Mark with a reporter, he'd developed a habit of waiting until he was sure that the stage door would be free of fans to make his exit. One or two unfortunate incidents had taught him that discretion was the better part of value when it came to the rabid fans of Broadway. So he sat, mulling over the night's performance in his mind and sipping on his bourbon.The performance had gone well tonight as it had almost every night since the article with Jason and Ashley's performances improving every time out. It was too bad that he couldn't now go back and say how much better they?d gotten. No one would believe a word he said, it would just look like ham handed apologetic bullshit; him trying to get back into he good graces of his movie star co-stars. Like he even gave a shit what Ashley thought. That little white trash hussy could run her narrow ass back to the more than ample bosom of Wynona and cry her eyes out for all he cared. Jason on the other hand, now that was a decidedly different subject altogether.Ned saw in Jason a magical quality that was living too far down within him for the audience to share. He'd argued endlessly with Anthony Page about Jason's performance and how he had the fire and life and agony within him to truly inhabit Brick, but that Anthony had to push him harder to unleash it. Of course that had gone miserably as Anthony spent almost his entire time trying to get Ashley into a place where she would not totally embarrass herself leaving Jason floundering for direction. How Ned had wanted to go to him and help him, to mold him, but that would have ruined what little Jason had accomplished by showing Ned, Big Daddy, to him as too human. So Ned soldiered on, weeping inside at the performance he knew Jason had but was unable to deliver.He glanced up and checked the clock and saw it to be well past that magic hour when the theatre was totally empty and quiet and serene. Now was Ned's time. He hauled himself to his feet and looked into the mirror at his considerable bulk swathed in an immense maroon velvet robe. Well, it wasn?t bulk to him, heck he?d seen this basic body staring back at him for so long now that the boy he remembered in some lost place of penny candy and tire swings was a dimly lit shadow.Taking the bottle under his arm and the almost empty glass in his hand, Ned opened the door to his dressing room and set off on his latest late night pleasure. Once everyone was gone save for Karl at the stage door, Ned would head down to Jason's dressing room. While he didn't do it every night, lately he'd found himself more often than not finishing his night sitting at Jason's chair, looking in Jason's mirror, and imagining Jason next to him.He was so comfortable and secure in his routine that he didn't even bother to wait and listen before he wandered into Jason's dressing room. So he was very much surprised to hear the shower still running. Ned was faced with a moment of truth, every logical bone in his body told him to close the door and go back to his dressing room, put away the bourbon and get dressed. But deep from the furthest recesses of his mind, fueled by the Maker's Mark, came a different voice. This one told him that he might never get a chance like this again; surely he'd never have the courage to do so. That voice made sense to him and he knew that he had to at least take a look.Bottle and glass in hand, Ned wandered through Jason's dressing room not even pausing to gaze at the usual touchstones of his nightly visits. No, he had much more important business tonight. He moved closer to the sound of the running water and began to see in his mind the water cascading down Jason's body, rivers of clean cleansing purity washing down those muscles, glistening in the spare light of a single bulb. He'd made it to the curtain and cautiously peered around the barrier to glimpse the treasure that he'd denied himself even a chance at savoring until this moment.It was everything he'd imagined it to be and even more. Before him, not even encumbered by a shower curtain was Jason Patric in all his splendor, head leaned back under the shower head letting the water brush back his hair. Ned stood shocked as his eyes traveled down Jason's muscled back, almost giddy as he took in the strong cheeks which were now displayed before him, darkened only by the hair that was flattened against his alabaster flesh. They were magnificent as was the rest of him. He rivaled the best body Ned had ever known: Burt during Deliverance...what a memory that was.As Jason turned, Ned's anticipation grew. Fortunately, Jason seemed content to turn with his face still leaned under the falling water, oblivious to Ned, who now held the bourbon bottle in his hand by it's neck. He was floored when Jason finished his turn to reveal his hands wrapped around his swollen manhood which was easily ten inches long and hard as a rock. Ned nearly dropped the bottle when he saw the hands sliding up and down the magnificent organ. He was enraptured by the slow and steady stroking but was shocked from his reverie when he heard -"Ned! What the fuck??"He looked up to see a clearly surprised Jason, "I, uh, um, heard you here...and I wanted...to, uh...see if you wanted a, uh, drink," he managed to stammer out holding up the bottle like an offering."A drink? Ned? A drink," Jason spat at him, while still holding the immense cock that showed no signs of going down at all.Ned, unable to even speak, just shook his head and tried to keep his eyes up to meet Jason's gaze but kept sneaking peaks down."Are you sure you didn't come for something else, Ned? This maybe," he asked, pointing his cock right at Ned and shaking it.Without a word, Ned sank to his knees, setting the bottle and his glass on the floor and crawled across the floor on all fours towards nirvana."I thought so," Jason smiled as he stroked himself invitingly.Ned started to shrug out of the robe as he got closer, but Jason stopped him."Oh no, Big Daddy, I want to see you in your splendor," he purred.So Ned kept crawling until he was eye to eye with it. Gawd, he though to himself, it's enormous. He was mesmerized by it as he stared like a snake charmer under the influence of a cobra."Suck it, Big Daddy," Jason hissed, his hands on his hips.Ned started to take the organ in his hand but had it slapped away by the wet Jason and felt the water splashing on his face as Jason rebuked him, "I said suck it."So suck it he did. Ned leaned in, unsure of whether he could get the monster in his mouth or not but was bound and determined to try as best he could. He bobbed his head down with his mouth wide open until he could catch the head and let it rest on his lower lip for a second while his tongue ran up and down the head tasting the mix of precum and water as the spilled into his mouth. It wasn't long before he felt the cock thrust forward and looked up over Jason's rippled abs with about four inches of cock in his mouth."Don't nibble on it, Big Daddy, swallow it down," he commanded, grinning from ear to ear.Ned wasted no time on it forcing his mouth down on the huge cock, feeling the head starting to hit the back of his throat and wondering how far he'd actually be able to take it. He could hear Jason coaxing him on as he eased back off and slid about half the pole easily in and out of his mouth, savoring it's skin sliding over his lips and tongue. He somehow forced himself to swallow a bit more very third thrust and worked his way down another inch, then two. Now he could feel Jason's dick sliding into his throat and opening him up with each pass and thanked the years of practice in restrooms and backstage and bookstores for teaching him to suppress his gag reflex so that even as this huge hard cock was sliding in and out of his mouth and down his throat he was able to regulate his breathing and enjoy the feel of his being full."All of it," Jason demanded of him, looking down and grinning, "Every inch into that pretty mouth."Ned almost choked at the reference, but was too far-gone to care, he was working on the most beautiful cock he'd ever seen and didn't care that it might be attached to a vindictive little shit. His hands fell down to his own cock and found it standing tall, a mere sapling to the redwood impaling his throat, but nonetheless, it was his and he began to stroke it with one hand as his other caressed his balls, stroking in off time with the cock that slid in and out a little deeper each time. He'd picked up enough speed that he could actually feel Jason's heavy balls smacking against his throat now and again and he longed to feel those hands running through his hair, guiding him back and forth as he worked to swallow every last inch.His chin was slick and his breath ragged when Ned felt the first hint of pubic hair on his nose and knew that he was gonna win, that he was gonna swallow this fucking bastard. His eyes were watering and his nose running but he kept sliding more and more of that prick down his throat as Jason cooed above him, looking down at the face of the man who'd maligned him. Suddenly, Ned felt it: heaven. His nose was buried in Jason's pubic hair to the pint where he could feel the body beneath.He heard Jason "ooo" and "ahhh" but that was far away from right here, from the prick that was down so far it felt like it was pushing on his diaphragm. He'd done it. He held it there, buried in his throat, with the shower pouring down on his head and relished the moment. He had the boy. He knew it. He started to swallow and growl deep in his throat, a low rumbling growl that resonated through Jason's cock all the way up his spine and into his heart. He let his throat muscles work on Jason?s cock as he felt the boy's body begin to twitch. He was gonna get it, he could feel it, that heavy hot sweet load was all his, it would soon be painting his tonsils. He felt his own balls beginning to tighten as he felt Jason get nearer and nearer and they were both so close, they were going to cum together, it was all so perfect, until -"I thought you were gonna fuck him, Sugar," came a voice from behind him, a voice dripping with southern sugar gone long sour and full the smug certainty of one who was holding a video camera and filming Big Daddy swallowing the sword."I was waiting for you, thank God you got here. He could suck the chrome off a trailer hitch, this one. Damn girl, any longer and I would have blown a load in his throat," the golden boy of moment's past drawled in full Brick tones."Well, you heard the girl, big Daddy, why don't you get on all fours," he demanded pulling his cock painfully slowly out of Ned's mouth and leaving him for the second time tonight, speechless."That's right, Big Daddy, Brick wants to put ten inches of mendacity up that tight ass of yours," Ashley giggled louder than anything had been up until that moment, "Fuck him, Brick."Ned looked at her, standing there, grinning, her robe open and her "K" tattoo clearly visible above that shaved twat, and he knew that it was futile to argue. That tape owned him and now they did as well. He turned slowly on his knees and dropped to all fours, the excitement of moments ago lost now."Oh no, Big Daddy, uh-uh, not like that, not hiding your face in the carpet, no sir. You turn your ass around here and face me while Brick fucks you up the ass just like you fucked us in the Times you old bastard, cuz I wanna see your face when that cock sinks to the hilt in your ass," she directed from behind the camera."That's right, Big Daddy, you just turn around now and smile for Maggie the Cat, while I minister to your hind quarters," Jason hissed as he stepped out of the shower and moved around behind Ned, his hand sliding up and down that still majestic cock.Ned felt the robe being lifted behind him and braced himself for the shock to come as Ashley stepped in to get a shot of Jason slapping his cock against Ned's big old pasty white posterior before he took the head and rubbed it right against Ned's asshole. She captured that image and then stepped back quickly to focus on Ned's face as Jason's hips drove forward splitting him open and sinking a few inches inside him. Ned bellowed as the air was driven out of his lungs by the force of the thrust and almost lost his balance pitching forward."Up here, Big Daddy, look up here!" Ashley squealed, "Oh you should see his face! It's red as a big ol' ripe tomato!"Jason silently concentrated on sinking himself deeper and deeper into Ned and paid her no mind as he slapped Ned?s haunches pumping deeper and then pulling back to gain leverage before driving in again. The pain was excruciating, but sweet to Ned. This was where he'd wanted that cock all along, but had never dared to dream of having it. He gritted his teeth and frowned at Ashley as she danced around going from a close-up of Jason's cock half buried inside him, to his red, sweaty face as he grimaced his way through the initial pain waiting for the moment he knew would come when agony gave through to intense unimaginable pleasure. So he surreptitiously pushed back, finding Jason's rhythm as the two slowly began working together and Jason began to move in and out of him a little easier."You know what I want, Big Daddy, now do it," Jason panted out as he worked about three quarters of that cock in and out of Ned's loosening rectum."Yeah, Big Daddy, you give us what we want or this'll be on ET tomorrow night," Ashley threatened, her robe now on the floor and her off hand between her legs and shining in the dim light of the shower room."DO IT," Jason screamed as he plunged the last few inches inside until he could feel his body pressed tight against Ned and the head of his cock deep, deep inside him.The last thrust did it and Ned let go and squealed for all his life as he felt his own cock springing to brilliant life, "Squeeeeeeee, weeeee weeeeeeeee weeeeee.""Oh yes, Big Daddy," Ashley screamed her fingers flying in and out of her as she watched Jason start to pump the whole length of himself in and out of Ned.Ned squealed and squealed as Jason slammed all ten inches of that rock hard monster in and out of him, slapping his ass red as a cherry as he did and not even knowing how the feel of his balls slapping against Ned's with each wild thrust was driving Ned crazy. Ned fucked back against him trying to get even more of Jason inside him as if this python could grow even more."That's it Neddy, squeal like a pig for me," Jason growled behind him panting as his cock slide faster and faster in and out of him.And squeal Ned did, he squealed and grunted and humped his fat bottom back against Jason's perfectly sculpted hips and didn?t care a whit about Ashley or the camera or anything except the feel of that incredible cock impaling him and driving him closer and closer to his own earth shattering experience. He could feel Jason swelling inside him and tried to push back harder and harder each time as he felt Jason's fingers digging into his sides and he knew that he'd soon feel that explosion inside him, the exquisite feeling of that monstrous cock erupting inside him. Jason squeezed tighter and pumped faster, his cock a blur flying in and out of Ned's ass until suddenly Ned felt his own balls tighten, his cock twitched and he knew that the spasms of pleasure that he was feeling right now were going to trigger Jason's orgasm which was all he wanted to feel.Ned felt the hot cum splashing onto his own belly and heard Jason's moans increase as his breathing became erratic. Ned felt Jason's cock swelling even larger inside him as his own orgasm seemed to go on forever. Just when he should have felt the hot sticky seed and the pulsing inside him he felt something very different, he felt a growing emptiness as Jason pulled back out of him."What the hell," Ned managed to say as that beautiful cock slipped totally put of him and he felt Jason's foot on his ass, pushing him away.He turned and looked in time to see Ashley drop to her knees and open her mouth in time to catch the river of seed pouring out of Jason. Wave after wave of thick white cum, his cum, he?d earned it, was flowing into her mouth as she swallowed furiously to keep up with the flow. Ned collapsed as he watched the fruits of his labor go to another.After she licked the last drop off the end of Jason's cock, she turned to Ned and smiled, "Piggies don't get treats."