Featuring:It’s the last day on set for Tom as he’s filming Spider-Man. You’re staying in the flat you both were living in during the production, patiently waiting for him to return home. You watched some movies, ate lunch, texted Harrison and did all you could to keep yourself from getting bored. So you were pretty happy when you heard the keys turning in the lock of the door. You eagerly go to greet him in the entry hallway, only to see him in a strange attire. Tom is wearing a black jacket over a pink shirt and a pair of jeans. However, underneath all that, he’s wearing the actual Spider-Man spandex. It was pretty hot…
“What are you doing in that thing?” You laugh as he chuckles at your reaction, putting his rucksack down on the floor. “Nice to see you, too.” He says sarcastically, before coming over to give you a sweet kiss. “I begged and begged and the costume department has finally let me keep this suit.” He says with the biggest grin. “And you wore it home?” You giggle. “Well, I know how much it turns you on.” Tom smirks, wrapping his arms around your waist before giving you another kiss. This one was far more passionate though. He wasn't wrong, either. You feel the Lycra fingers run up the back of your shirt, stroking your spine and sending chills through your body. He gives a small laugh into your lips, knowing he had all of you. You pull at the jacket, stripping it off of Tom’s arms and letting it drop to the floor. “Mmm fuck… Bedroom. Now.” Tom soon growls, breaking off your lips. “You got it, Spider-Man.” You smirk, taking his hand.
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Featuring:Tom was home again. After filming for months, he was finally finished with Cherry. Tom and Harry flew back home, finally reuniting with their family. Ever since Tom found out that Harrison had hypnotised Harry, Tom had been determined to find out how to do it as well, so he could regain control of his brother and finally get payback. But it was a long process. Every day Tom and Harry were giving it a shot, hoping to finally put Harry under. The only reason Harry was playing along was because being controlled like that by Harrison was such a turn on for him. One day though, when the parents were out of town, Sam was just doing the laundry. He had picked up his washing basket and was just carrying it towards the washing machine. He was wearing a casual blue top and a pair of jeans and was barefooted. Sam was just about to pass Tom’s bedroom, when he heard voices.
“Just relax. Focus.” Tom was saying. Curious, Sam peeked through the crack of the door. He saw Tom sitting on his desk chair, opposite Harry who was sitting on the edge of his bed. Tom was wearing a tight grey shirt that was desperately trying to contain his chest and a pair of black sweatpants. Then Harry was just wearing a forest green top and a pair of grey shorts. “Tom, I don’t think just your finger will work. Harrison was using a tie.” Harry said as Tom had been moving his finger back and forth. “Okay, okay, let’s see…” Tom muttered, getting up and going over to his desk. Sam wasn’t really sure what they were doing, but instead of questioning them, he decided to just put the laundry basket down and watch. Tom was looking through his drawers in his desk before finally, he found something. “Perfect.” He smirked, pulling out the dog tags he was able to keep from the set of Cherry. “That’s hot.” Harry admitted as Tom sat back down. Sam frowned in surprise. Was that a flirt? “Let’s try this again.” Tom smiled. He dangled the dog tags from his finger, making them sway from side to side like a pendulum. “Now just focus. Focus on the dog tags.” Tom told his brother in a low, soothing voice. Sam found himself focusing on them too, staring intently at them. “Let my words wash over you. You’re safe. Everything here is calm and peaceful. Let yourself sink into my words as you relax deeply.” Tom continued. Both Harry and Sam found themselves becoming more and more relaxed, hanging onto every word Tom uttered. “Your eyes may feel heavy and want to close. Listen to your body and my voice as you begin to feel calm.” Tom said. The twins’ eyelids were drooping as they fell more and more under Tom’s control. “Give your mind to me. When I say… ‘HypnoTwinned’, you will be under my control.” Tom said with a little proud smirk. “Now, when I say ‘Cherry’, you will be snapped out of your trance.” Tom finished, before putting his dog tags around his neck. “Cherry.” And just like that, both twins’ looked up. They seemed back to normal, though maybe a bit confused. “Whoa… Did it work?” Harry asked, rubbing his eyes as Sam did the same on the other side of the door. Sam was so confused. What the hell were his brothers doing? And how did that affect him? “I guess we’ll find out, won’t we?” Tom smirked. “I felt pretty out of it.” Harry admitted. “What’s the trigger word?” “You realise if I say it and it worked, you’ll be my well-trained pet brother?” Tom reminded him. “Why do you think I asked?” Harry said, flirtatiously. Sam couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Were his brothers-? “Hypnotwinned.” Tom said and like someone had flipped a switch, Sam’s thoughts stopped. Both twins went into a dazed state. Their eyes were half lidded and they both awaited commands. It was a sunny, English day. The green grass of the golf course was glowing in the warm sun as a breeze blew by every few minutes. There was a huge event where lots and lots of celebrities were coming together for a golfing event, specifically Tom Holland and his brother Harry. They had both been swinging and swinging, sending the golf balls flying through the air towards the holes. But, a few hours in, all the players took a break, between holes. Tom and Harry were chatting in the shade of the trees, each wearing white polo shirts and black trousers. Tom was just wearing a cap, while Harry’s curls had been set free. They had both gotten increasingly sweaty, thankful for the breezes that came.
“Had enough water?” Tom asked Harry. “Yeah, I'm good. Like I'm thirsty, but for something else.” Harry said with a little smirk. “Oh really?” Tom smirked back, knowingly. “Yeah, I mean… Can you blame me? Your ripped body wrapped in that tight polo, I can see every muscle.” Harry whined, openly grabbing his crotch. “Why do you think I buy a sizes slightly too small for me?” Tom scoffed. “To turn me on?” “Obviously.” Tom chuckled. “Or Haz… Or Sam.” “Aha, well it's clearly working.” Harry laughed, before his eyes scanned the area. “Hey, c’mon, let's get into the bushes.” “Harry. We’re at a golfing event. With big stars and photographers. You really think it's worth risking being caught?” Tom pointed out. Harry took a moment to think about it. “Yeah.” He simply answered. “Yeah, you’re right, c’mon.” Tom scoffed, taking Harry’s hand and dragging him into the woods that were around the golf course’s perimeter. Featuring:The flight back wasn't too different than the flight over, except the rest of the family has gotten involved... “Where’s my fucking toothbrush?” I yelled as I was looking through the bathroom’s cabinets. Today we were going home after the most amazing, wonderful, sexiest holiday of my life. It almost felt like I had been reborn, with a new lease on life.
“I got it, I got it, Oliver. I already packed it in our wash bag.” Tom told me, coming into the bathroom. He was wearing a pink t-shirt and a pair of white short shorts. “Oh, thanks.” I smiled, giving him a sweet kiss. “Mm, my pleasure.” Tom winked, before we came out of the bathroom. “You can thank me in more ways than just words though.” He smirked, running a hand down my back before squeezing my ass. “Nope, not right now. We gotta leave in like 10 minutes!” Dad told us, coming over with his suitcase. He was wearing a grey tank top that showed off his powerful arms and a pair of black shorts. “Fiiiiine.” Tom pouted. I hurried back to my bedroom, which I had slept in with Ross last night, who was there zipping up his own suitcase. He was wearing a white tank top and a pair of mid length, blue shorts. “Looking forward to the flight?” Ross smirked, reminding me of our last one. “Fuck yeah.” The golf cart’s humming as you and your lover drive over the huge stretches of grass. You look over at Tom as he’s driving - his brown, messy hair being brushed aside and the tee is being held in his mouth. He’s wearing a light blue polo shirt, with the sleeves doing their best to contain his biceps. Then he wore these baggy, grey pants and a pair of white trainers. He looked handsome as ever. You notice a slight glisten of sweat on his forehead from the warm weather and exercise.
“Are you enjoying yourself, then?” You ask, placing a hand on his knee. “Are you kidding? Spending my birthday playing golf with my boyfriend? Best birthday ever.” Tom grins, taking the tee out of his mouth and putting it away. “Awh good. Only the best for you. If there’s anything I can do to make it even better, just lemme know.” You tell him before leaning over and kissing his cheek. “Well… I'll be honest, watching you in this golf outfit and you swinging the clubs… It's making me really horny.” Tom admits, blushing slightly. “Really?” You blush, too. “Yeah. Do you have any idea how good your ass looks in those trousers?” Tom half laughs. “Do you have any idea how good your body looks in that polo?” You flirt back, your hand running up his muscular thigh. “Fuck… Let’s find some shade.” Tom mutters. By the time the golf cart goes under the shade of the trees, your hand is squeezing Tom’s hardening cock. You can feel his entire length in the palm of your hand as he lets out soft groans. The cart comes to a full stop and the moment it does, Tom cups your face and pulls you into a desperate kiss. You both passionately make out, hands running all over each other’s bodies - feeling each other through the barrier of clothing. “Let’s make this quick...” Tom growls as you pull the polo shirt over his head, exposing his ripped, muscular body. His big pecs, defined abs and erect nipples were out in the open as his shirt was thrown to the back of the cart. “Whatever you prefer, birthday boy.” You smirk before straddling his lap. He pulls you into another hungry kiss, gripping your hair with one hand and squeezing your ass with his other. Your tongues playfully dance together but he gets more and more impatient. “Get out.” He commands you, his lustful eyes looking into yours. You do as he asks and dismount, stepping onto the grass and he quickly follows. He immediately grips the bottom of your shirt and pulls it up over your head. He throws it away before gripping your shoulder and gently pushing you down to your knees. Your eyes become level with the throbbing tent. “You turn me on so much, baby.” Tom says as he unbuttons and unzips the baggy pants. They easily fall to his ankles, leaving him in just a pair of navy blue Calvin Kleins. You can see it stretching as it tries to contain the hard meat that’s desperate to break free. Like a magnet, your mouth is drawn to it. You inhale the musky, sweaty scent from the cotton, making your own erect cock throb. “Yeaaaah, you want it bad, huh?” Too smirks. “You wanna taste it, darling?” You nod in response, licking his warm shaft through the navy barrier. “Then you better unwrap my present for me.” He tells you, cheekily. A chill runs through your spine, despite the hot weather. You hook your fingers over the waistband of his boxer briefs and pull them down, freeing his delicious manhood. It stands proudly with the foreskin wrapped around his pink, mushroom tip. Your breath is shaky as you reach up and wrap your fingers around the base, pulling back the foreskin and exposing the tip. Your mouth is salivating, while he’s biting his bottom lip in anticipation. Finally, you open your lips and take the head of his cock into your mouth. “Awwwwwh yeaaaah…” Tom moans as the cock disappears further and further into your mouth. “That’s it, baby… You know what I like…” He groans as he grips your hair. You begin to bob your head back and forth on his rod, already drooling around the shaft as you attempt to take the whole thing. You can’t help but choke as your nose brushes against his short but wild, sweaty pubes. “Fuck yeah, that’s so hot… Make it nice and wet, darling… Fuck, I’m gonna fuck you so good…” Tom grunts as you continue going back and forth on his cock. It gets to a point where neither of you care if you get caught - nothing will stop you. “Fuck… Fuck, I need to fuck you now.” Tom decides, pulling your aching jaw from his shaft. “Get on your back.” Tom commands, brushing his messy curls away from his eyes as he looks down at you. Without hesitation, you do as the newly 25 year old does. You feel the soft grass against your bare back as Tom goes down to his knees in front of you. He doesn’t say anything, his hands just immediately begin fumbling at the button of your pants, undoing them. You instinctively lift your ass so he can pull them and your underwear straight off of your legs. The two of you are left completely naked in the shade of the golf course, but you barely have a moment to process it before he’s on top of you, attacking your lips with his own. You both softly moan into each other’s mouths as your hard cocks rub against one another. Your arms are wrapped around his muscular body as he’s humping you. Your legs wrap around his waist and soon, he’s aiming his cock between your cheeks, all the while he’s still kissing you hard enough to make your lips swell. “You ready, baby?” He whispers, breaking off your lips only to start kissing at your neck instead. “Fuck yeah.” You shudder, desperate to feel him inside you. “You sure?” Tom smirks into your ear, knowingly. “Please! Please fuck me!” You beg, gripping the back of his hair. “Don’t be too loud now. Don’t want to get caught, do we? Or do we?” Tom continues to whisper, whilst the tip of his cock continues to tease your entrance. Soon, you feel him entering you - penetrating your ass. His inches sink further and further inside you, making you claw at his muscular back. “Fuckkkkkk…” You hiss as he goes balls deep, whilst he’s still kissing and nipping at your neck. “You got this baby…” Tom whispers before pulling his hips back and thrusting forwards. You moan out and arch your back as you feel his entire cock slide back into you at an aggressive force. “Argh fuck yeah! Ohhh fuck, this is what I wanted…” Tom grunted, continuing to thrust back and forth. The pain is overwhelming the pleasure as Tom’s glistening body continues slamming into you, letting you feel every inch grind against your insides while he’s grunting into your ear. He’s only fucking you harder and harder as you moan into his shoulder, feeling his balls slapping against your skin as he’s ploiwing into you right out in the open. “Pinch my nipples baby. Do it! Pinch them.” Tom instructs you before his lips crash against yours. As he hungrily makes out with you, you do as he asked and run your hands down his bouncing pecs before taking his pink, erect nipples between your fingers. You squeeze, pinch and rub against his raw nubs as he moans and grunts into your mouth. You can tell he’s getting closer and closer as his breathing is getting more rapid and his thrusts are becoming more sporadic. “Oh fuckkk… Fuck that’s so hot… I’m gonna cum inside you, baby…” Tom moans, breaking off your lips and pressing his forehead against yours. He knows you want it, he doesn’t even question it - he’s bred you enough times. But he likes to watch your eyes light up in excitement when he tells you. He kisses at your nose and forehead as he gets closer and closer, clearly unable to think straight. You’re feeling your own climax getting closer and closer as well at just the sight of Tom’s hot body gyrating into you. His moans get louder and louder as his face scrunches up and buries into your neck. Then finally, he lets out a loud grunt. “Arrrrgh fuck!! Fuck! Mmmmm, fuck yeah, baby! Ohhhh god…” Tom blurts out as he buries his cock as deep inside of you. You can feel it twitching inside of you as the tip of his cock erupts. You can feel his hot seed flooding your hole. It coats your walls and his shaft as he continues to grunt and moan against your neck, with his body shuddering against you. When he finishes though, he reaches down and wraps his fingers around your cock. His face is pink as he’s catching his breath, but using your precum, he begins jacking you off anyway. He doesn’t wait. He immediately pumps it fast, clearly determined to bring you to your orgasm. “Cum. Cum for me, darling… Drench yourself and give me my birthday frosting.” Tom says, unable to stop himself from cringing at his own dirty talk, making you giggle too. But it doesn’t kill the sexual mood - not in the slightest. He’s literally dripping in sweat. Your back arches as you feel the orgasm finally rush through your body, from head to toe. You let out a long, erotic, whimpering moan where you try to speak English but nobody would be able to understand it. Cum sprays from the tip of your cock as it splatters all over your body, along with Tom’s. It hits beneath his pecs before it cakes the majority of your stomach. Your body spasms and shudders beneath his as he strokes you through your orgasm, all the while he’s looking into your eyes. When you finish, Tom leans down and with his pink tongue, scoops up the thick goop on your body. He gulps it down before finally collapsing into the grass next to you. You both lay there, panting heavily in the cool shade, now quite glad nobody caught you. Your body is damp in sweat and you genuinely think about dipping into the golf court’s pond to cool off. “Well… That’s the best birthday fuck any girlfriend or boyfriend’s ever given me.” Tom chuckles, rolling onto his side and looking at you with his big puppy-dog brown eyes. You can’t quite believe he was the horny animal minutes ago. “That’s high praise.” You blush. “Ehhh, I always knew you’d knock it out of the park… Or course, should I say.” Tom smirks, jokingly before leaning in and giving you a kiss. “Now, lemme clean you up so we can get dressed and not get arrested or put on a million articles.” Tom scoffs before leaning in to lick up the rest of his ‘birthday frosting’. |
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