A Behind the Scenes Series:Terminator Salvation
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Casts RPF › Terminator Salvation
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
Views:
1,290
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
My first fanfic, be kind and R&R: I don't know Sam Worthington or Christian Bale personally, and had nothing to do with Terminator Salvation- just 'borrowed' them for a bit...for free of course! No money was made from this work of fiction.
Sweet spot
Bale nodded, and lowered his wet fingers to the hole nestled between Sam's sculpted ass cheeks. He pushed, gently at at first, but with increasing pressure, into the incredible tightness. One finger, then once Sam nodded his approval, the second. Bale let Sam adjust, and as Worthington's breathing and movements calmed, he started 'walking' with his fingers buried as far as he could get into the Australian actor. Sam let out a yell, part wonder, part pleasure, and all male. Bale worked him, to make more room for his cock, straining now to the point of pain with longing, as Sam writhed and reacted sublimely in front of him. Unable to hold back any longer, Bale put his fingers crossed over each other, and twisted his wrist on his way out of Sam. The change in sensation caused the second sweet scream of "Fuck!" out of Sam.
"Working on it", Bale growled to himself, as he grabbed Sam's legs behind his knees lifting the younger man into place. Bale hung long and full, straight-out, not needing his hands to guide to him to his goal. With a grunt of desperation and a tiny warning mixed in one, he pushed into Sam. Christian pushed, not roughly, but in one steady shove into the still nearly impassible tightness of Sam's ass. Sam's knuckles whitened again with tension as he wrenched the sheets, trying not to tense his lower half up more than biology dictated. Sam couldn't comprehend something that so different could feel so fucking fantastic, and his cock throbbed mercilessly as his desire surged. Bale only stopped once he was as flat against Sam as he could get. The front of Christian's thighs rested flush to the back of Sam's ass. Their breathing was ragged; Bale from trying not to hurt the man under him, Sam from adjusting to the pressure and fullness of Christian's considerable cock inside him.***
Once Sam seemed as set as he was going to get, Bale let go of his grip on Sam's legs, and laid his left hand on his thigh, and wrapped his right around Sam's pulsing dick. "Tell me if it's too much", Bale cautioned. Sam nodded, too overwhelmed for words. Bale twisted his hand again while moving up Sam's penis to distract him a bit from the sensation of him pulling his cock out of Sam's ass. Not too far, but enough, just enough to have room to shove back in. Sam swallowed harshly, and Bale could tell from the wideness of his eyes and tick in Sam's jaw the impact these motions were having on Sam. Bale wanted to hear it, not just see it. Christian set a pace, an in-out that picked up speed about every fourth thrust. . He saw the biceps bulge and knuckles clench on the sheets again . It wasn't till he pushed fast and deep enough to hit that sweet spot again that he was rewarded with Sam's passionate yells. Bale grunted his approval, and continued to sweep over that spot over and over again. He tightened his grip on Sam's cock, keeping his fist pumping in rhythm to the pounding of his dick into Sam. Bale could feel his own release approaching and the perfectionist in him (and a bit of the romantic in him as well) wanted it to be at the same time Sam came. He knew deep down if there was ever to be that 'later' he'd thought about, he had to show Sam how wonderful this could be. "Come on Sam," Bale pleaded to his lover. "Come on... A little... More. Let it go." Christian would never know it, but it was the lust-filled sexy rasp in his voice that pushed Sam over that edge. Sam screamed Bale's name, shoving tightly as far down onto Christian's cock as he could go. A white wash of cum went over Bale's hand, while the world tilted behind Sam's eyes. He felt it not even a moment later; a hot, pulsating surge in his ass, and knew Bale had filled him inside. Christian's animalistic growled served as his sound of completion.