***NOTE: You can catch the prelude to this series in BLEDSOE OR BRADY, Parts 1 and 2*** **The following is a work of fiction** Hot Tom Brady traveled from New Orleans to Orlando to Boston and finally to Hawaii in the span of two days. Add to that the fact that Brady was far and away the most sought-after Pro Bowler by the media and the second-year quarterback could clearly use a little time away from all the cameras and questions. When asked how much rest he was going to get now that his season was over, Brady replied quickly, "As much as I can. I'm just going to try to sit down and map out my next couple of months. I'm going over to Kauai next week for the Quarterback Challenge and hope to have some fun over there." While it had been a tiring week Brady also said, "It's been pretty exciting to be here. It's been a lot of fun and I learned a lot this week." Before going to the QB Challenge, Brady and Kyle were flying back to the mainland to take care of other business...but here is some of what our young stud and gun learned in Hawaii... The traffic getting to the airport was horrendous, and I told Tom I would just meet him on the plane. We would fly back to the mainland together on the same plane we flew in on. I must admit I was having 'Brady withdrawal': Last night was the first night in four days I had not slept with the most exciting lover of my life ever. I had committed the cardinal sin in my job: I had let myself become attached, very attached to a client. Worse yet, I think Tom was feeling the same way. While in Hawaii the last few days, Tom really neglected some of his duties to the NFL in order to spend time with me. He even skipped the individual interview with ABC that was aired on Sunday, the day after the Pro Bowl. It was titled the 'Men of the NFL Season'. Clearly Tom was THE MAN of this season. Luckily they had previous video footage of his hot bod to show. Every interview he took however, the first question he was asked was 'How are you maintaining the schedule you are on?' His reply was he was 'getting a little sleep now and then,' not sure when that was happening. Ever since we got to Hawaii, every moment of our time together was spent screwing each other and loving every minute of it; it felt as if we just could not possibly get enough of each other, so intense was our coupling. Tom was like an unleashed animal at night when he and I would bed down. He always let me start out, but in no time he would be fucking me, controlling me and turning me every which way but loose. Hot Tom could fuck for hours without stopping. Brady only rested to either suck me off, or to be sucked by what he classified as the best blowjobs he'd ever had. It seemed as if I missed my new love buddy, as I was alone the last night on the island, but I was required to set him up with a trio of guys as part of his 'training'. He was to spend about 3 hours with each of them, and I chose the guys carefully, or so I thought. I had told Tom to just go along with anything these guys wanted to do. Mark McGrath, from the group, Sugar Ray, was one; Bill Davey, the handsome, hunky body builder was the second; and Carl English, a hot, free-spirited college basketball player from the University of Hawaii was the third. I was anxious to hear from Tom how everything went, but also a little jealous that these three would even be in the same room with Tom. After all, they were after just one thing and Tom really meant nothing to them. I was going to have to get over my growing feelings for Tom, as I knew once back on the mainland, my association with Brady would become less and less as he became more and more acquainted with other guys and would have to deal with his growing celebrity status. I made it through security, and on to the plane just with minutes to spare for the planned take off. Tom was already on board and sound asleep on the overstuffed leather couch that was in the plane’s small lounge area. Seeing him in the flesh turned me on: was there anything about this guy that wasn't sizzling? He was wearing just his boxers and had a video clutched in his hand. He had written a note and attached it to the video with a rubber band. I wrested the video from him; Tom didn't budge an inch, he was so deep in sleep. The note read: "Kyle, I felt you needed to see this. I'm sorry. I didn't want any of this to happen. Tom" As the small plane took off, I popped the video in and lay down on the couch with Tom. Tom opened his eyes for a second, jumped a little, but saw it was me, and wrapped his right leg in between mine and grabbed my chest and just nestled his head into my neck and went back into a deep sleep. The video rolled and it showed Tom and Mark McGrath in a room with Tom on his back, and Mark kneeling between Brady's muscled legs. "Word has it that you have one hot ass, Brady," said the pop singer. Tom didn't respond. Mark elevated Tom's butt, so that it was high off the bed. He spread Tom's butt cheeks and spit a few times on Brady's hot hole. McGrath then licked his tongue over the gorgeous crack and rubbed his goatee across the sensitive anal opening. Tom let out a squeal and McGrath said, "Thought you’d like that. Now I am going to fuck your MVP ass and see if your are as good as rumors have it." Tom kept his eyes shut during the entire hour with McGrath. Brady never said a word, nor let out a moan or a groan. It was impossible for Mark not to get off on this dude, but Tom just seemed to go through the motions. The video then went to a spa area of the hotel, and showed Tom being laid out on a bench and weight machine. At 6'1" and 215 pounds of bodybuilder muscle, Bill Davey was good looking by anyone's standards. Davey adjusted the bench to about 45 degrees and them stood in front of Tom. Davey kneeled down and sucked on Tom's cock, but could not make him cum. This seemed to infuriate Davey. He pounded Tom's stomach several times with his fist; Tom's abs took the punishment. Then Bill inserted his finger up Tom's ass, and stretched my boy until he had his entire hand inside Brady's butt hole. Tom just lay there with is eyes closed. Brady waited for Davey to fuck him, and for it to be over. Tom went back to the room in the hotel. Finally, the 6'5", 200 pound, power forward from Hawaii's basketball team showed up. Tom first noticed that Carl had even wilder hair than Mark McGrath's trademark frosted blonde spiked do. Carl's hair was almost orange in color and just flopped everywhere. Carl had brought a duffle bag with him and as Tom would find out, it was filled with toys that he wanted to play with, using Tom as his male servant. This would be Tom's first experience with sex toys and Tom did nothing to stop Carl from shoving a 9-inch vibrator up his ass. Brady's butt was then stuffed with a set of 8 climax beads, that after the first time were inserted in and out of him at will. Carl had a small paddle and whip that he used on Tom's tender ass and a couple of times Tom yelled out my name. He actually yelled “Kyle!” which both broke my heart and gave me the biggest hard-on. I couldn’t believe I was actually watching all this with a mixture of extreme lust and total jealousy. This was the very situation I was supposed to avoid at any cost, and I now knew why all too well. The last thing that English did to Tom was to fill his ass with whipped cream. He shook the aerosol can and shoved the nozzle in Tom as far as it would go, and then slid his long forefinger in and applied the pressure needed to start filling Tom's rectum. Carl also covered Tom's cheeks with the white whipped topping. English then began to lick every speck of the sweet cream off his butt. He then spread Tom's cheeks and sucked out as much of the cream that he could. He told Tom to push until the only thing coming out of Tom's ass was his own ass juice. I could not believe what Tom had been through in the last 12 hours. These guys were supposed to just get to know Tom and maybe have some gentle sex with him. I held Tom tighter; he woke up. "All I could think about was you, Kyle. I think I even called out your name a few times. I was so pissed at you for setting me up like that. I thought I meant more to you than letting a few guys screw me over." I rolled on top of my young stud, and kissed him until he responded in kind. I indicated to him to wrap his arm and legs completely around me. Then I told him, it wasn't supposed to be like that and that it would never be that way again. "I kept my eyes closed the entire time and pretended it was you and me fucking each other. That was the only thing that got me through the night," Tom said softly. "How about we make that really happen now?" I inquired. The trip to Phoenix from Hawaii was about 6 hours; 6 hours of this hot young stud and me enjoying every minute and mile of the trip. I never knew two people could cum that many times in such a short time. Tom did whisper to me on the way that he would like me to use whipped cream on him sometime. I told him we could be even more creative than that.
