After a hard day of loosing out on my chance at a medal all I need now is
my baby that’s why when I see him I run towards him with the
biggest smile on my face.
“JOSH!” I shout wrapping my arms around him and kissing him
over and over. “Your here, your here, I mean, why are you
here?”
“I came to see you darling, I hopped on a flight yesterday
and here I am! I’ve missed you too tom!” He says the kisses
me back deeply. I smile as we kiss and pull him in to our
Olympians house. I want him. It’s been ages since we’ve seen
each other and all I want is his hard throbbing cock inside
of me.
I pull him into my room and pull his shirt off after locking
the door. “Fuck me?” I say almost in fits of how horny I am.
He picks me up and throws me onto bed. I grab some lube out
of the draw and he pulls down his pants and uses it. I can’t
explain the feeling when he pushes him self into me. I try to
be quiet but I moan loudly as the movie star picks up his
face.
Thinking he’s going to cum soon I start to wank my own cock
which is already hard and up against my stomach. I finish
just before him both of us groaning in pleasure.
“Sorry you couldn’t get a medal today baby.” He says
buttoning his shirt up.
“It doesn’t matter, any way, I’ve already got my gold.” I say
tugging lighly on his hair whislte I kneel on the bed in my
union Jack Speedos
You and I have been best friends as long as I can remember. you were the first friend I made when I came over with my family from England. When you moved to LA for your acting I was right beside you. If anything out relationship got stronger when we were living together, we were inseparable. Just us two and Andre and Avan of course.
I put up with everything from you leaving for months at time from you coming home drunk with some random girl. I would even make the girls you brought home breakfast and called her a cab in the morning.
Really I can’t believe the shit I’ve put up through the years, but I mean you have had to put up with my shit too. I remember when I found out Phillip was cheating on me, I went to you that night and you stayed with me all night right by my side, even though I was crying for the most of it. I know how it makes you feel uncomfortable because you don’t know what to do when people cry and you start panicking. I know.
You were there for me, you always are. That’s why I love you.
I mean I don’t love you in that way, I mean I love you in a friend way.
Yeah. That’s about right.
Oh god! Who am I kidding I am I’m in love with my best friend; I am in love with bloody Josh Hutcherson. I am in love with you. Yes, you.
Yes. I know nothing will ever happen. I couldn’t risk our friendship and really I don’t think I could take you rejecting me.
That would kill me…
Josh’s hand tightens around yours as you enter the party. You reach down with your free hand and straighten out your bright yellow dress. It’s strapless, tight and silky smooth. Its by far one of the hottest things you’ve worn out in public with Josh. He pulls you onto the dance floor immediately. ‘Whistle’ starts playing and Josh comes up behind you, grabbing onto your hips, squeezing, then leaving them to rest there. You grin; it’s obvious what he wants. So why not play along. He lets go as you reach down, sliding off your pumps so your back at his height. You sit them down by the wall, then come back over. Before he even has a good grip on you, you start grinding up against him. At first he is startled; you aren’t usually like this, but tonight he’s in for a treat. He latches on again, grinding on you, loving every minute of it.
“God damn babe who taught you these moves,” he murmurs seductively in your ear.
“I’ve had my practice,” you reply, spinning to face him. You plaster yourself to him, not wanting any space between you. He grins and kisses you.
You both dance for about another hour, then decide to go home. Your stuff is at Josh’s house so he drives you there. When you get out of the car your legs are stiff.
“You okay
“Yeah I’m fine, my legs are just a little sore from dancing,” you sigh. He rubs your shoulder.
“We could get in the hot-tub if you want. Loosen your muscles,” he suggests. You nod.
“Yeah! But I don’t have any clothes,” you frown.
“I’ll just get you an old t-shirt,” he scoops you up and carries you inside. He tosses you an old Kentucky shirt. You go to the bathroom and change into it. When you come back out, he’s already outside waiting. The shirt is huge, going down past your butt, so you walk confidently and get in the hot tub. You wade over to him and he pulls you onto his lap.
“You looked gorgeous tonight,” he whispers, playing with your hair.
“I was going for sexy but that’s cool too,” you grin.
“Okay yeah you looked fucking hot. I just didn’t want to disrespect you,” he admits.
“Thank you for caring so much. God this tub feels so good, I could fall asleep in it,” you mumble, cuddling up to him.
“Oh no you won’t!” he yells, snatches you up and before you know what’s happening he jumps into the pool. The water is like ice and your first instinct is to clutch to Josh. As you come up from the bottom you bury your face in his neck clutching his back, straining for warmth. You don’t even notice that your shirt has floated up around your neck, revealing your bare chest. But Josh does.
“Hey now, someone’s getting excited,” he mutters, flicking your hard nipple, causing you to gasp.
“It’s because I’m cold,” you mumble.
“What I don’t turn you on?” he grins an evil, sexy, seducing grin and you know what’s going to happen. You want it just as bad as him. You wade in the water and he pulls off your shirt, leaving you in just your underwear, which he slides off as well. Before he can begin on you, you dive down into the cool water. The moon gives off just enough light to allow you too see his large erection in his boxers. You pull him out, then take him in your mouth. You feel him shudder as you come up for air, then dive down again. You do this a few times, until he grabs your hips and keeps you above the water.
“I see how you are. Gonna make me cum before you get your punishment. Nice try sweetheart,” he pulls you out into the middle, where you cant touch but he can. You are completely at his will as he turns you so your back is against him and begins to finger you. You squirm and begin to moan uncontrollably. Then he spins you around and begins to pound into you. Your thoughts jumble as you are overtaken with pure pleasure. You both cum at the same time, then fuck in the pool until the sun rises.
(Jennifer’s Pov)
I sat with my girls on the sideline enjoying Adele doing the half time show at super bowl 47. The Dallas Cowboys versus the Pittsburg Steelers. The boys were defeating Pittsburg 21-18, I hope they keep it that way. I don’t cheer for them for nothing. It’s tuff as hell being a Dallas Cowboys cheerleader.
Than Lonestar came on stage and started singing their old hit “I’m Already There”. It suddenly made me think of my fiancé Josh who was all the way across the world in Afghanistan. He is in the Marines and has been on duty for the past six months. Words cant even began to explain how much I miss him. He is my everything and I plan to make a family and spend the rest of my life with him.
Natalie’s Pov
It’s been a couple days since Josh and I found out he got the part of Peeta in his new movie the Hunger Games. His fans have gone crazy, and the author who wrote the book series for the movie said she couldn’t have asked for a better Peeta. Josh was perfect for the role.
Today we are going to meet up with his agent to meet the girl who will be playing his love interest in the movie. The girls name is Jennifer Lawrence and from what I hear she is “flawless.” This meeting out to be interesting.
We met up with Jennifer and Josh’s agent Mike at a local Starbucks. It wasn’t nothing important just a thing for Jennifer and Josh to get to know each other and all the good stuff. I am not really looking forward to this, but it’s part of Josh’s job and I am hear to support him.
So, there I was traveling around LA visiting USC’s Cinematic Arts school as I wanted to begin pursuing where I would attend graduate school. It was unbearably hot that summer day, quite comparable to a lifetime in the Sahara Desert. But, I knew I had to look past that. I couldn’t let the weather completely dictate a wonderful opportunity and an even better education. But still, none of the aforementioned facets would quench my voracious thirst. My throat was dry, arguably dryer than the summer air. I found my way into a Starbuck’s, no surprise there, just to find that the line was ridiculously long. It then dawned on me that I had an empty Gatorade bottle in my backpack from the night before, a night of wild partying with a friend who is a current undergrad at USC. Who knew that drunk nights created fruitful opportunities the next day. I hurried into the bathroom, hoping not to be seen by an employee who would force my hand into line to buy something before using their facilities. I saw a figure behind me as I scurried into the bathroom, but I thought nothing of it - my need for cold water was much more imperative. And when I turned the faucet on, my wish was met. I ran the water for a little bit, allowing for it to get colder, and splashed a generous amount on my face. Then I unzipped my bag and pulled my Gatorade bottle out. I unscrewed the cap, smelled it, and naturally, almost threw up. The combination of blue Gatorade, Sprite, Absolut, and shame was just as potent as it was last night. Before filling the bottle with water to drink I put a reasonable amount in, swished it around, and emptied the bottle to be cleaned. After pouring out the water I refilled it, this time to drink. A drink I still to this day remember. It was chilling, refreshing, and perfect. It was a feeling I wish I could emulate but never could. Before I could get too lost in my bliss there was a knock on the door. I quickly refilled the bottle, capped it, and put it into my bag. As I opened the door to rush out the bathroom, assuming it was a Starbuck’s employee, I saw a familiar face. It wasn’t the baby face I had first fell in love with as a 12 year old sitting in the movie theaters, instead it was a much more grown and matured version of that face. It was Josh Hutcherson.
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Trails on white and rumbling noise - airplanes were flying overhead. I wondered about the passengers inside them. Some are probably going on vacation, others to a business meeting, some to visit loved ones, and others retuning to them.
“You wanna go inside, babe?” Josh whispers in my ear as we pull up on the driveway to his house. We have just returned from a romantic dinner at a quiet restaurant in L.A., Josh’s idea, of course. Josh and I have been dating for three months and we have already fallen deeply in love with each other. We’ve spent so much time together, and I really want to show him how much I love him. Instantly turned on by the sexiness of his deep voice, I nod, and Josh slides out of the driver’s seat of his black Porsche and walks around to open my door.
Offering me his hand, I step out of the car and wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him close. “I love you, Josh” I whisper. “I love you so much.” “I love you too, Bella. You’ll never know how much I really love you” he whispers passionately. I take Josh’s face in my hands. “Baby, I want you to show me how much you love me” I say. “How do you want me to do that?” he says, seductively in my ear, nibbling on it. “I think you know what I want you to do. To me.” Josh smirks, kisses me, and then grabs my hand and pulls me to the front door.
I saw Josh in a different light ever since I broke up with my boyfriend. I don’t know what it was about him, the suave attitude? The affection he had towards me? Or maybe it was just his impeccable ass. I never wanted to admit it to myself but Josh really was one of the best looking boys I’d ever seen, he was cute yet hot.
We went for dinner in a top LA restaurant one Saturday Josh had links with, I’d dressed to impress tonight and wasted no time, in the car home I began to become flirtacious and it seemed to be working on Josh.
“Nashville is so beautiful,” I say to my best friend Savannah. Savannah and I were on a school trip to Nashville for a few days. I had never been out of our little mid-west town, so coming to this large amazing city made me very excited. I didn’t know how this big town would take me. I am a 17 year old girl from a small town close to Memphis that no one has ever heard of. I’m not very attractive with me being a little overweight. Most of the weight though is in my boobs. I seem more confident in my body around people than I actually am when I’m alone. I make up for my looks with my funny-as-hell personality and my music talent.
Two years. I’ve loved him and given him my all for two years and he starts doubting me now. I’m lying on my bed exhausted from crying all day and just thinking of what might be the next best thing to do but I just don’t know. Josh was usually never the jealous type but my ex Bryan for some reason just brought out the worst in him. Bryan was my first love and I lost my virginity to him but Josh just didn’t understand that those are just fond memories now and he’s all I care about. “What the fuck is wrong with you? You’re such a damn slut. I never want to see you again!”
You had just taken the train for an hour to get to LA, so that you could audition for the part you had dreamed about for a while now. The life of a struggling actor right? You had exactly 45 min before your audition, so you decided to get a coffee at Starbucks. You got your coffee and window-shopped a bit. You had spent all yesterday on finding the perfect outfit for today, and you felt more confident then ever. Suddenly someone bumps into you, and you spill your coffee all over your perfect outfit.
We’d only been apart for a few days but as soon as I heard the front door open and the drop of a heavy bag, it felt like me and Josh had been away from each other for months. Josh was away doing a few mall tours with his cast members and I’d been left alone in the comfort if his home.
I will never forget my first time. There has been much speculation on my sexual life since I was about 15. I am supposed to have slept with at least 2 girls. See that’s where they are wrong. I have never had sex before. Sure it sounds cliche, but I have never found a girl who I truly loved. At least, not until now. Sure I went down on Vanessa and she me, but whenever she’d say “fuck me Josh” I just couldn’t go through with it. All I could see was, to be quite frank, a sexting, desperate floozy.
I pulled the covers of the bed up to my neck. I was lying in bed while hearing music on the radio. It was starting to snow outside and the house was getting cold. But only because I was too lazy to go to the basement and turn on the heater. The fact that my husband has not arrived since he called me an hour ago was getting on my nerves. Or was it just my mother hormones starting to kick in? I’ve been married to Josh eight years now. And this would be our first child. I just found out yesterday when I went to check me in the hospital. Dang, I can’t wait for him to come already to tell him the news. Just as I was reaching for my cell phone to call him I heard a door close downstairs. I sat on the edge of the bed so when he would come in he’d know I was waiting for him. He better have a good goddamn reason for the delay. I’ve been worried as hell. Minutes later he entered the room with one of his hands behind his back.
“Have been waiting for me, honey?” He asked, Giving me a genuinely sweet smile. “Yes I have” I said standing up and walking toward him. “What took you so long? You said you were on your way home an hour ago and the studio it’s not that far from here.” I tried to sound stern, but it didn’t work. “I’m sorry babe, but I had to do a quick stop tp buy something for my favorite woman.” He then pulled his hand from behind him revealing a dozen red roses. Red. Every time he gave me red roses it meant only one thing. I stared at the roses and then walked closer to him and smiled while taking the roses. I leaned to give him a kiss and he wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me closer to him. I put my arm around his neck, still kissing him, and that’s when I noticed how cold his skin was from the cold wind outside. “You’re cold” I said still holding the roses. “And you’re hot.” He smiled at me mischievously and I had to laugh. He kissed my forehead and went to the bathroom to take a shower. While he showered, I went downstairs to put the roses in water, taking my time and all the way thinking about how on Earth I was going to tell him the news about the baby. When I went upstairs he was just getting out of the bathroom. I could see the steam from the hot water behind him. He was only on his boxers. His body and hair were wet. Drops of water dripping from his black hair and the water made his perfect and shaped body have a shiny look on it. I hated when he didn’t dried himself in the shower, soaking the floors. But he looked so damn sexy like that I couldn’t bring myself to protest. I would be surprised if he didn’t have the impression I’m eating him with my eyes.
He chuckled and said “If I didn’t knew you, I’d have the impression that you’re eating me with your eyes.” Damn it! Am I so obvious? I walked over to where he was standing and hugged him, pulling him closer to me. His body was wet but I didn’t care. “I’m cold Josh.” I said in a whisper, hugging him tightly. I could feel his package on my stomach and that turned me on. “Well, I think I can do something about it.” He grabbed my face in both his hand and kissed me passionately. I placed my hand on his abs and he started sliding his hand down my body, squeezing slightly my breasts and down my waist. It was obvious he wanted this too. Without pulling apart we walked towards the bed, and when I felt the edge of the bed on the back of my knees and made a move to pull down his boxers but he stopped me. “No. You’re the one who’s cold so this is about you not me.” He said, penetrating his eyes on mine. “But I don’t need to be stripped down, I’ll be colder.” I said whining like a 5 year old. “Then how else do you expect me to warm you up?” He asked, smiling. “I said I’d take care of it baby.” And with that he started kissing me again, this time sliding his tongue in.
He took my shirt off and then went on to took off my bra too. He grabbed the back of my head, tangling his fingers in my hair and pulled me closer to him by the waist, making me feel his dick, which was starting to rise. I closed my eyes while he sucked on my neck. His lips moved to my ear, touching it ever so slightly so it was tickling me. And he whispered in a sensual tone of voice “I’m gonna make you wet the bed.” His sudden change of tone made my stomach stir and I sighed. He then placed me gently on the bed.
Without hesitation, he took my pants and panties off and threw them somewhere in the room. A shiver ran down my naked body. The house felt cold. I was still cold. He started kissing my legs. Rubbing them with his big, warm hands. I was starting to breath fast in anticipation, because after a moment he was in my thighs, getting near my entrance. His breath was warm too and it felt so good. He kissed it and licked it outside and then proceeded to lick inside it and I put my hand behind his head, forcing his mouth to stay there. He slide his tongue inside and I let out a heavy sigh. I grabbed his hair tightly, almost pulling it and wrapped my legs around his head. Making it impossible for him to movie his head away from it. He licked and sucked on it as if it was candy. Maybe it did taste sweet for him. I was moaning softly and getting wetter and wetter by the second. He started biting the lips playfully and I tiny laugh escaped my lips. He lifted his head just enough for me to see his lips and he licked them clean. I voluntarily let go of his hair and moved my legs from his neck so he was able to move again. Without even giving me a sign he put three of his fingers inside of me and started sliding them in and out. “Oh my god, Josh!” I moaned loudly. Gripping the blankets because his hair was out of reach. I could feel myself cumming in his fingers. He passed the wet fingers over my belly, which made me remember I wanted to tell him about our upcoming baby, and up to my breasts. He licked the path of my cum. Kissing my skin. And when he got to my chest he immediately started sucking on them. Biting my nipple and playing with them with his tongue. My head was pinned to the pillow and I had my eyes closed and my mouth slightly open. I was starting to get hot. And my heart was already beating fast. I felt his lips making his way between my breasts and up my throat and when he reached my lower lip he bit on it hard, making it bleed a little. I winced on top of all the pleasure he gave me before, and of course he noticed. So he make it up by massaging my breasts and kissing me. I put my arm around his neck, pulling him close to me and we kissed so deep and intense our lips hurt. We kissed french style. He placed one of his hands on my face and started pulling his boxers off. I immediately felt his boner, which pressed hard against my lower stomach. Where our baby was growing. I grabbed hid dick and squeezed it and he moaned in my mouth. “Babe…oh gosh, don’t stop.” He moaned as I was moving my hand clockwise around his throbbing and completely erect dick. His breathing was becoming heavy and he pressed his forehead against mine. He inserted his three fingers again and turned them in circles inside my vagina. That made me scream and accidentally squeezed his member hard. But he seemed to like that because he cummed a little.
He found the strength to come back to his senses and went to my neck. Making hickies all over it. He went up to my ear, and whispered something so sensually, with his deep and husky voice, I felt shiver running down my body. But this time I wasn’t cold anymore. “How deep do you want me to go into you?” He had stopped inserting his fingers on me. He grabbed one of my wrists and pinned them on the bed, beside me. I felt him trying to position himself between my legs and I spread them for him. “As much as you want to…” I managed to say barely in a whisper. “I want you to say it. Tell me how deep you want me go inside you?” He whispered with the same sensual tone. I didn’t thought it possible, but his dick became even harder, so hard it could get fractured if we did a wrong move. “Very deep…all the way in Josh.” I moaned. “How? Like this?” He asked, and without warning, without even giving me time to feel the tip of it, he slide all his thick dick, and I mean everything, inside me with only one thrust. I screamed out in pleasure. Feeling as though a blow of wind entered me and forcefully made his way out of my mouth. “Josh!!” I screamed because I hadn’t even got time to register what happened when I felt him going out and all the way in again. That made my chest rise and my back arched. He grabbed both my wrists and pinned them against the headboard of the bed. He was thrusting without taking pauses. At some point, he just thrust half of it, took it out, and slide it completely. My breathing was at the same pace of his thrusts. I was sweating. Moaning his name over and over again. He was doing it hard and at a medium speed. I didn’t asked him to go faster because I was already satisfied enough with what he was doing. Not letting me make a move, making me feel like he had the control, excited me. He let go of one of my hands and I grabbed the back of his head. I needed something to hold on to. With his free hand he put my leg around his waist. “You’re driving me insane…” He breathed heavily in my ear. He lifted his head, me losing grip of his hair, and when I didn’t feel his lips or his face, I decided to open my eyes a little. His jaw was clenched and he was biting his lips. With his eyes closed and a concentrated look on his face. And like me, he was covered in sweat. His hair was damp and drops of sweat were falling from his hair to my chest. I swear, the visible image of him, seeing him like that. Knowing I was the cause of it, made me moan out loud. “Babe…I’m about to…” He started speaking, but didn’t finish the sentence. I got the message though. We were on the climax. I couldn’t take it anymore, and neither could Josh. We were moaning and screaming now. Trying to release all the pleasure stuck inside of us. I felt my body clench and started to cum, but Josh hadn’t. I rolled my hips and he started thrusting from a different angle, until finally we both reached the orgasm. I felt his dick twitch and release the sperm. I cummed with him too. And some of it fell on the blankets. We both wet the bed. After what felt like an eternity, he got it out of me and let go of my wrist. We were panting hard and he collapsed on top of me because he couldn’t stand still with all the trembling. He rested his head on my chest and I put the leg that was on his waist on top of his leg. I placed one of my hands on his sweaty back and the other with my fingers intertwined with his hand.
After about forty minutes, and when I had the impression he fell asleep, I spoke. “Josh?” I asked softly. A couple of seconds passed by before he answered me back. “Mm-hmm?” I looked down at his face and saw his eyes shut. He was falling asleep. “You’re amazing…you know that right?” He just vaguely nodded. Oh no, he’s slipping away. I need to tell him now. “I love you…” I stared at his eyelashes. Silence. “I love both of you…” The moment I said those words I felt the tension in the air. I watched as his eyes slowly fluttered open. I could tell he was thinking over what I just said. The grip in our intertwined hands loosened. He finally lifted his head and turned to look directly at me. He had a frown and the look on his face was confused and incredulous. I know he took ‘I love both of you’ the wrong way, and It took all my might not to laugh out loud. “Wha-, [YN] what are you talking about?” I decided to speak up before this wonderful night could end up in a fight. “Oh Joshua, I said I love the both of you” And I took his hand and placed it on my belly. He looked more confused than ever. He stared at me, then at his hand. Then back at me. And then it hit him. There was this funny look on his face and he was suddenly very alert. Eyes wide open. “Are you- are you serious? Babe don’t play with that!”, “I’m not playing Josh! I’m serious” I said laughing. “And I can prove it”. I reached out to the nightstand beside our bed and took an envelope he never noticed. I pulled out the letter and gave it to him. He sat on the bed, and I could see his eyes moving down as he read. When he finished, he lowered the letter. And I saw his face lighted up and a smile from ear to ear. Before I could say anything or even sit straight, he leaned forward and kissed me with so much passion I felt like melting. “I’m going to be a Dad?” He asked cheerfully. “And the best I bet.” We kissed and made love again and eventually fell asleep in each other’s arms. When I woke up the next morning, he rubbed my belly and greeted me by saying, “Good morning love. How is mommy feeling?”
