Tom Holland X Male Celebrities

Henry Cavill

"Tommy boy." Henry said in his sexy, British accent, combing his hand through Tom's hair

Tom stood on his knees, the grooves in the floor digging into his kneecaps. Golden sunlight seeped through the large bay window, painting the room - that looked as if it came straight out of Downton Abbey - with a golden filter. He felt a chill race up his spine as he looked up to Henry, the man's broad shoulders casting a shadow over Tom, his hand still intertwined with the Spider-man actor's soft, fluffy hair. 

The taller male kept his eyes locked on Tom's mouth as he started to rub his prominent bulge through his beige khaki long pants. Tom gulped, his nerves running highwire. "Such a pretty boy..." Henry commented, his voice still deep and seeped in lust and pleasure and well-hidden excitement. "Such a pretty boy," he repeated as he started to lightly trail the tip of his index finger from Tom's hairline all the way to his lips. 

His finger came to a stop at Tom's mouth, and he lightly, softly dragged his thumb across Tom's plump bottom lip, all the while still keeping his eyes locked on the actor's mouth. 

Tom looked up at the larger man with puppy eyes, butterflies stirring in his stomach, eager for Henry to move on, to do something...to plainly fuck him. But, the older man still kept his focus engaged with Tom's mouth. Tom now felt Henry slip his fingers into his mouth, pressing his index and middle finger down onto Tom's tongue. "Suck, pretty boy," Henry growled, his eyes still intently locked on Tom's soft mouth. 

Henry felt the tugging on his fingers as Tom started to such. Henry softly started to moan, amused with the scene in front of him. "Yes..." he murmured, under his breath. 

Tom felt the heat rise to his cheeks as the older man studiously grazed his eyes over Tom's body. Tom swirled his tongue around the older's man's fingers, efficiently coating them with his gooey saliva. 

"Umm." Henry moaned, his voice deep and imposing as he felt Tom's tongue push up against his two fingers as he continued to suck. He started to unbuckle his belt with his one hand, the veins bulging on the back, an attractive and exciting site for Tom. He stripped himself of his constraining pants, his penis springing up, erect, his fingers still lodged in Tom's mouth, feeling the younger man work his tongue around them. He stroked himself as he continued to look over Tom.

Henry removed his fingers from Tom's mouth and brought his pelvis closer to Tom's face, slapping his cock against Tom's cheek and making the younger man squint the eye closest to it before dragging his large, thick 9-inch penis down the plum flesh and to Tom's mouth, wiping the tip across Tom's cherry red lower lip and then pushing, feeling the warm, velvety soft cave engulf his penis, throwing his head back, biting his lip as moans struggled to escape his mouth. 

He again entangled his hand into the strands of soft hair that crowned Tom's head, using it as leverage as he started to fuck into Tom's mouth, hearing him gag, choke and whimper as his mouth was being dominated. 

"Fuck, baby boy..." he moaned.

Tom felt the large length create friction against his lips and the skin inside his mouth. He whimpered, choking on the thick penis, tears brimming at the edge of his eyes before finally one escaped and trickled down his cheek. It was euphoria, feeling the man's long length slide in and out of his mouth, constantly, rhythmically, in and out, in and out, his mouth painting it with a thick cellophane of his saliva. 

Henry started to groan, holding Tom's head completely still and starting to quickly plunge his hips forward mercilessly, wet gagging sounds filling the silent room. "Yes, fuck." he moaned, continuing to move his hips vehemently into Tom's mouth, using Tom's mouth as his personal fleshlight.

"Suck that dick, faggot." he groaned.

Tom enjoyed it, it thrilled him, to be talked down to and degraded like this.

"Fuck..." Henry moaned eventually, spilling his load into Tom's mouth.

Tom gagged on the immense amount of semen that filled his mouth, spilling some of it onto the floor before swallowing the leftovers when Henry had pulled out. 

Henry helped Tom back onto his feet before bending the Spiderman actor over the armrest of a nearby couch, planting a quick swat across the man's perked ass, awarding him a small and cute yelp from Tom. Henry then pulled the younger male's pants to his ankles, finally exposing his adorable butt. He rubbed the cheeks, spreading them apart so that he could see Tom's puckered hole. 

Tom blushed again - it seemed all he can do - feeling very exposed in front of the attractive and intimidating older man, clenching onto one of the throw pillows that lay lazily against the armrest. He gasped, softly, as he felt Henry push a finger into his tight entrance. 

"For such a slut," Henry said, laughing slightly to himself, "You're really tight."

He continued to finger Tom, pulling his finger out and then pushing it back in repeatedly, putting in an effort to loosen Tom up...but not too much. He heard Tom moan as he continued his work, smiling at the effect he had on the younger man.

"Put it- put it in me." Tom whispered, so softly to the point almost couldn't hear him, so shy.

Now, Henry smirked and straightened his posture. He slapped his penis against Tom's one buttcheek, studying the ruffles that it produced across the soft surface before spreading Tom apart again and directing his penis to Tom's hole. Slowly, dreadfully slow, he started to ease himself into Tom's body.

Tom's soft and delicate moans fluttered into the still air, sending chills running up Henry's spine. 

"Fuck, you're tight, pretty boy." Henry commented, placing another slap on the younger's man butt, earning him another gasp from Tom. 

"Fuck, Henry, fuck." Tom whimpered, feeling the long-length stroke in and out of his body, leaving traces of the older man behind inside him. 

Henry moved his hips hard and quickly, but yet sensationally, making sure that pleasure was both gifted to him and Tom. He laced his hands up Tom's body, over his hips and across his sides, making sure to explore as much of the younger man's body as he could. It was a beautiful work of art: Tom's body, with such well-defined muscles and yet so lithesome despite his short height. 

"Fuck, Tom." Henry groaned, still admiring the sight of Tom's graceful body and the effect he had on him, which was prominent in the lines and dips of tensed muscles on Tom's back.

Tom bit onto the pillow, his body overwhelmed with pleasure as Henry started to fuck him harder, his hips snapping quicker and more mercilessly into Tom's body, fucking him good and hard. Tom knew that Henry was nearing his climax and he was right as the sudden influx of speed was followed by Henry's deep, manly groans and the feeling of warm liquid seeping into Tom's body, filling him and painting his insides gooey and white.