Mister Hottie 2024 - Chapter 16

MISTER HOTTIE 2024

PART III: MISTER HOTTIE AMERICA 2024

Chapter 16: The Winner takes it all

Who could have thought this sleazy pageant would turn so emotional?!

It may have been a silly and inappropriate rendition of a stupid super-hero movie but for Christopher, it felt like he had just won an Oscar.

As if this performance in a see-through latex suit, coming after a guy playing the piano naked, would consolidate him as a serious actor.

Who knew though?

In 2024, the paths to get recognition were full of surprises and at the very least, Christopher had put himself out there.

Maybe he would get an invitation to Dancing with the Stars of a similar celebrity types of show?

The following segment as the top twelve Hotties had to dance in crop-tops and then threw them at the (eager) audience went like a breeze.

By this point, Chris was only following the motions, on cloud nine after his performance.

Sure, he missed the steps; No doubt, Mister Hottie Pennsylvania and Colorado made an impression with their moves, - they were both professional dancers -; but who cared about the choreography anyway?

Christopher was freaking hot in his tight blue jeans, he was feeling confident, and he felt ready to accomplish anything.

The votes were done being casted so his fate was already decided anyway.

Soon, only five hunks would remain in the competition.

After the dance number, the contestants were standing all throughout the immense stage, shirtless, and it was time for another endless suspenseful announcement.

To be fair, the stakes were quite real here.

Not only the top five qualifiers would have good chances to become the new Mister Hottie America, but making it to the final round would ensure each of them a nice ten thousand dollars check.

Not too bad!

“Ladies and gentlemen, I have big news for you.” Stephen Camel announced. “We have just reached the fifth million votes tonight!”

That number made Christopher’s head spin.

Five million?

And it was not like those free apps where everyone could vote hundreds of times. No, people actually had to text or call-in to cast a vote for their favourite and they were paying a small fee each time.

Dang.

America was invested and a lot of people were watching!

“And we also happen to have our five finalists!” The host continued.

The usual suspenseful music ensued, Petra confirmed all the votes had been validated by a bailiff, and Christopher got himself ready to stand there as a ball of nerves for long minutes.

However, this time, he did not have to wait for too long.

“And our first finalist is… The cum-back kid, Mister Hottie Nebraska! Christopher Price, come join us on the front of the stage.”

Christopher was bewildered, he looked at his opponents as if they were about to tell him this was a joke.

They did not seem surprised he had made it.

Christopher walked to Stephen Camel and shook his hand. The crowd was still chanting “FREE THE DICK” in the audience.

“A word for the fans who have supported you this far?”

“I... I don’t know… This is so… Wow… Thank you, guys! Thank you!”

“And look at you, pal, you’re still standing!”

Chris was so happy that he did not catch yet another (annoying) reference to the moment he had fainted on stage.

The host was already moving on to announce the second finalist anyway.

It was Chris’ partner in crime, the hairy daddy from Georgia.

Derek hugged Christopher warmly as he joined him.

Oddly, the young Nebraskan was sort of reassured to have him there. They had somehow worked together to get to that point, promised each other they would be there until the end of the show.

Derek was followed by the youngest contestant and certainly one of the most shameless Hotties of the pack, Cody Palmer, representing Alaska.

As he walked towards them with a huge smile on his face, Christopher realized that he had never seen Cody with that much clothes on, meaning, a simple pair of jeans.

Alabama, Montana, New Mexico… There were several favourites who were still waiting to hear their name.

But it was the circus performer, Jason Burke, Mister Hottie Pennsylvania, who was called next.

He was gracious as he thanked the audience for their support and took the fourth spot available.

The last spot was eventually awarded, - after a commercial break which lasted nearly eight minutes and felt like torture for the remaining eight contestants -, to Diego Garcia, the soap opera star from New Mexico.

And there they were, the five hottest men in America.

Or so they had been designed as.

Only one of them could snatch the title though and they were all about to discover live what they were meant to do to get it.

But not now… First, they were asked to return backstage to change in their final outfit of the night, a classic gala suit.

Yes, you read that right, a gala suit.

But let you be reassured; Mister Hottie America did not intend to end his first national show with a dull formal catwalk.

They had a few surprises in store for the contestants and the audience alike.

They just did not know about it yet.

As they were rushing to change in their last outfit of the night, the guys congratulated each other on making it this far.

Sure, they were rivals but they had also shared an intense experience together and making to the final five was an achievement in itself.

Besides, Derek could not longer hide his crush on Christopher.

He was drooling as the Nebraskan was sliding in a tiny pair of white briefs. The mandatory underwear to go with the suit.

If the massive Georgian was not constantly horny and hung like a bull, his attachment to Christopher could have almost looked cute.

Anyway, there was no clear front-runner anymore, each one of them had what it takes to take the crown and they were ready to battle it out one last time, fair and square.

Their final entrance in their suits was another high-intensity moment from the show.

It made the whole “beauty contest” theme legit in a way.

But obviously, this would not take long for the pageant to get all crazy again, and in ways that even the Mister Hottie Committee had not anticipated.

Christopher, Derek, Cody, Jason and Diego each had forty-five seconds to walk around the stage under classical music.

They gave their best smiles and waves to the crowd and savoured their moments of glory.

Once each of them was standing in their dedicated spots, Stephen Camel had a few more announcements to make.

As he started speaking, members of the staff walked on the stage with ropes and cords.

Jesus Christ, Christopher thought, were they about to perform a bondage session live?!

It was past midnight, but still, were not they supposed to be aired in front of millions of viewers on live television?

“You have heard the wildest rumours on the last portion of our pageant. You have seen the iconic finals in every State election. You have been waiting for months… Dying in anticipation… And finally, here we are!” Camel howled.

The staff was tying up the ropes around an elevated platform between the contestants, right in the middle of the stage.

It did not look like the Hotties would get bound themselves.

“As you may be noticing, a ring is being installed here in the Los Angeles venue.” The host explained.

A ring?!

They were not about to get them to fight it off?!

“The rules of our finale are simple… but devilish!” Camel grinned. “Our five hotties will take a spot in the boxing ring and you, at home, will get to be voting live to see who should be evicted next. After every three minutes, the contestant with the least live-votes will have to leave the ring, until after twelve minutes, we have our sole winner.”

That was still a bit confusing for Christopher.

What was expected of him, really?

Stephen Camel gave further explanations, although it did not help Chris much regarding what he was supposed to do in there.

“To be clear, once inside the ring, the Hotties can do anything they’d like to get your attention and your votes. And we mean, ANYTHING. Only violence and non-consensual acts with another participant will not be tolerated. Aside from that, we have decided to let our contestants run WILD and FREE.”

“Let’s freaking go!” Derek barked, eager to get started.

“And one last thing… Should I specify that clothing is definitely optional inside the ring?!” Camel added with the largest smirk.

There, the crowd truly went wild, understanding the sex show they were not only about to witness, but virtually take part in as the viewers would have control over who stays and who goes.

“This is about to get nasty…” Diego mumbled, looking dead-focused.

What would you be willing to do to snatch the Mister Hottie America title and earn one hundred thousand dollars?

In all fairness, it was not really the money which got the five hunks to jump on that ring, not really the fame either, it was something much more psychological…

After months of overcoming every obstacle, beating every opponent, snatching titles after titles, advancing further in the competition, there was a fire lighted deep within their guts, pushing them to do anything for the victory.

They had come so far, they had to win it all!

Once settled in the ring, the finalists waited for Flynn Pollard to ring a bell to announce the beginning of the five-ways battle.

 With control panels on each side, they would get to see live whose Hottie was in a predicament to get evicted next.

Well, if they had any time to look.

The ratings would be evolving in real time and you simply did not want to be behind when the bell would ring again.

Talking of which…

DOOOOONG.

It was freaking time to go.

Instantly, Christopher felt a huge pair of hands groping his waist.

“We need to work together, let’s give the people a show and battle it out when we’ll be final two.”

It was Derek, whispering in his ear and feeling him up good.

Obviously, any sign that Chris was not okay with the fondling and Derek would have to stop. He could even get eliminated.

But the Nebraskan did not want the hairy daddy to stop… No, he wanted to win this.

On the other side of the ring, Jason was already tearing up his shirt while Cody had thrown himself on all fours, sliding his pants and boxer-briefs to show off his smooth bubble butt.

Jesus… It was like the Alaskan had been prepping for this his entire life!

Look at him go, spanking his own bum!

Diego was behind Christopher meaning that he could not see him but he had no doubt that he was also taking off his suit.

The soap-opera star had a banging body to reveal.

To show his partner that he was willing to advance with him, - no matter how obscene this would get -, Chris hastily unbuttoned Derek’s white shirt himself.

He tried to do this as sensually as he could.

Once again, he had to get into character.

What if he imagined that he was a gay man for this scene? It would help, right? Christopher could believe that he was in fact attracted to the muscle hunk from Georgia.

Everything is okay when you play a part.

He was not really Christopher Price when he was rubbing his hands against Derek’s hairy chest and nipples, that was not really him getting his crotch played with on live-television, his character was the one getting undressed and man-handled.

“Hmmm…” The moan did come naturally as Derek twitched his left nipple with one hand and grabbed his growing dick with the other.

Christopher instinctively started to feel up Derek’s groin as well.

He was still wearing his pants and his briefs but the massive slab of meat was bulging out, already feeling massive underneath the clothes.

For real, Chris wanted to get it out and this had nothing to do with the show.

In another context, the boys would have had time to fool around, but there, the clock was ticking out and they needed to get straight to the action.

Diego who was slacking behind on the votes had joined them to benefit from their clouts.

It was a good strategy, the three hunks stripping one another off and feeling each other at the same time were getting all the attention, no matter how much Cody was twerking his ass and how well Jason was doing the splits.

When Derek and Diego shared an intense French kiss, - with tongue and all -, Christopher was admittedly a little flustered.

But when Derek turned towards him to do the same, he somehow leaned over and kissed him, passionately.

First make-out session with another dude and it was in front of more than ten million viewers.

He felt the warm tongue, the saliva, the grip on his neck… And somehow, Christopher got excited for real.

It was also the first time such an erotic and lascivious gay kiss was shown on mainstream television.

Although, the contest was getting much closer to hardcore porn than to the usual TV programming.

By this point, Cody had changed position. He was lying on the floor, spreading his legs in the air, and literally begging for these votes.

“Please… Please, guys… Make me win… Fuck me… Send a text for me… Fuck me daddy…”

A little decency would not hurt, Christopher thought as he was getting on his knees to stroke Diego and Derek’s cocks simultaneously.

Him too could work hard to get those votes!

Both New Mexico and Georgia were hung and horny, but once again, Derek was clearly beating everyone to the punch with his bottle-of-coke-size penis.

Also, he was already stiffed and dripping when Diego was only getting there.

Christopher wanked them off vigorously and he smiled, seeing that he was now number one in the ratings on the screens.

He was out of himself.

Now Mateo could never say that he was uncomfortable with himself or his sexuality ever again!

The two men he was servicing kissed each other some more, probably in an attempt to get back on top.

In any case, the three lads were clearly leading the scoreboard and it was like Jason was giving up, confronted to the preposterous behaviours of his rivals.

Were they for real, practically having sex on stage?!

Stephen Camel and Petra were commenting on the side lines but no one could hear them, it felt like the entire venue was about to explode. People were shouting, barking, howling…

Cody had just shoved one finger in his tight pinkish asshole to ensure himself a spot in the top four.

He was doing the most and he was succeeding.

Right on cue, the bell rang again and the first three minutes were off.

Confused, defeated and quite reasonably shocked, Jason took a few seconds to realize that he was eliminated and that he had to leave the ring.

He had foolishly thought that getting naked would be sufficient when he was competing with four angry-for-fame studs with no regard for decency or their reputation.

The circus performer was doomed from the start.

Christopher kept the two cocks solidly wrapped in his hands waiting for the next round to start off.

Cody was using this down time to get rid of the shirt that he was still wearing.

It was drenched with sweat and glued to his chest. It was really hot in there!

When the bell rang again, he crawled toward the trio where most of the action was taking place.

Soon enough, he was even battling with Christopher to grab Derek’s gigantic cock.

They did not have to fight; the lumberjack was providing enough meat for the two of them!

Cody took things a step further though, adding his sloppy tongue in the mix.

“Hmmm…” Derek seemed to like that very much.

And now, the Alaskan boy was taking the lead in the ratings!

For more reasons than one, Christophe was getting jealous.

Diego opted for a new strategy. The actor took a step back, went around the guys, and found himself behind Cody whom he started to spank avidly.

“Here you go, boy!” He shouted as he spat in his uncovered asshole.

Shit.

Christopher was losing the momentum for sure as the cameras were now stuck to the new trio.

His hand still rubbing Derek’s shaft was now only playing a minor character in this sausage fest.

He had to do something… Anything!

First of, he stood up and got rid of the briefs he was wearing. He needed to free his hardening uncut cock.

“Derek… We’re in this together…” He told him, caressing his nipples.

The Daddy looked at him. He was quite in his own world as Cody had wrapped his lips around his cock and was now attempting to suck the girthy dripping dick.

First blowjob caught live on national television.

Things were getting real slippery… and real nasty.

Cody was struggling to swallow more of the humongous cock as Diego was rimming his hairless hole from behind.

The soap-opera star was presenting his own Latino ass to the audience as he was on all fours to eat the Alaskan superstar.

Needless to say, the audience was going absolutely wild.

As enjoyable as the blowjob was, Derek had had his target fixed on Christopher for a while.

He pulled his third leg away from Cody’s warm mouth and instead, he grabbed Christopher’s neck and pulled him aside.

Christopher was giggling like a teenage girl… He had been chosen by the big Daddy! He would not get kicked away from this race that easy!

The two contestants made out again while stroking each other’s cocks. It was more sensual than ever. One could feel the sparks firing between them.

Now, it was two against two. Diego and Cody VS Derk and Christopher.

Which duo would get the most attention?!

On one side, an intense rimming session had debuted and on the other, Christopher felt like it was time to go to the next step and finally take a hard dick in his mouth.

And not any dick… The thickest and greatest of all!

Truthfully, whether it meant that he was gay, bisexual or whatever, he really wanted to taste it. Just once. Just to see how it felt!

It is only human to be curious about this sort of things.

Christopher went back on his knees and Derek started slapping him with his thick truncheon.

He dripped precum on his cheeks in the process. Some landed on his lips. Christopher licked it. His very first taste.

“Hmmm… Damn…”

Next to them, the rimjob was turning into a hard-fingering session.

Chris felt the dick again in his hands, each prominent vein, the slimy cockhead, the fluids dripping… He could not tell if it was a product of his imagination or something happening for real but it was like he could feel the heart beating of Derek through the pores of his demanding cock.

Something he had never felt with a girl before.

He stuck his tongue out. He looked like a proper slut.

Now, the main camera was all over his face. A close-up of his tongue running over the largest wet cockhead ever.

Cody could moan all he wanted; Christopher had caught everyone’s eyes.

Would the straight factory worker really go for it?

Chris opened his mouth and let Derek guide him gently as he swallowed the tip. Just the tip…

It felt salty and sweet at the same time. There was so much foreskin too, he had not pictured it this way.

Christopher could hardly believe it.

He had a cock in his mouth and… Well, the world had not stopped spinning… Maybe this was not such a big deal after all?

Actually, he could handle it very well. He went deeper, blowing a few more inches of raw meat.

“Oh Gosh… I fucking knew you’d be amazing at that…” Derek grunted.

Christopher took the praise.

He shut his eyes in an attempt to swallow more of the big dick so he could not see the ratings anymore.

Surely, people were supporting his journey and would give him some votes. Right?

He massaged Derek balls at the same time. They felt heavy and full under his hands. Something he loved the girls do to him when he was fucking their throats.

Talking about deep-throating, he was getting damn close to it.

But dang, the Georgian stud had hair everywhere. All over his balls and a massive stinky bush at the base of his cock.

Would he manage to smash his nose against it? Would he fit the entire thing in his throat?

“Fuck yeah… Hmmm… You’re such a nasty dog…”

Christopher choked.

He had to pull back and spat a huge amount of saliva all over his chest.

His eyes had also gotten teary.

Derek had not had enough though. He pushed his cock against his lips again, and naturally, Christopher opened up his mouth for more.

His second attempt at swallowing the anaconda. This time, Derek grabbed his hair and pulled him down his monster cock. He was also slowly moving his pelvis.

It was more aggressive and definitely more intense!

Honestly, the man would have given Chris the victory in exchange for this soggy blowjob!

Chris’ throat was worth all the money in the world.

It was feeling so fucking great and the fact that Derek knew he was his “first” made it that much hotter.

Christopher was gagging on the bone but not letting it go, he was like a hungry bitch.

Mid-blowjob, and as he was about to choke himself, the damn bell rang again.

Another three minutes were up, someone was about to be kicked out.

“Keep it in your mouth, bro, we’re still in the race, we need to… hmmm… make it to the top two.”

Chris followed Derek’s instructions.

His mouth was full; he did not see shit anymore; but he thought he heard Diego thanking the Mister Hottie Pageant and leaving the ring.

The soap-opera star had just been eliminated.

Wow. He was number one in the betting odds before the show started.

At this stage, it was him, Derek and Cody.

Although, really, it was only him and Derek now since Cody was falling behind in the ratings ever since the blowjob had begun.

He did try to get some attention from either Derek or Christopher but he had no shot at this.

They were in it together to win it!

The gagging sounds from Christopher were captured live and aired like this in the entire country.

And then… Derek had another idea.

He let Chris breathe for a few seconds, he turned around, and he offered his fat hairy ass for dessert.

Mister Hottie Georgia spread his big buns and stretched his musky asshole.

Not thinking twice, Christopher dove in.

That was filthy as fuck and many people in the audience gasped.

If the cock had a sweet after-taste, for the asshole, it was pure saltiness and bitterness.

Yet, somehow, Christopher found pleasure in slurping on it.

The poor Cody was left to pick up the precum dripping from Derek’s gigantic cock and falling on the floor.

This was quite pathetic of him, although, he had his fans. His pleading eyes were making a lot of horny men hard for the 20 years-old twunk.

Rumour had it that, a couple months after the pageant, Cody had found himself a billionaire working in the cosmetic industry ready to “finance his lifestyle” in exchange of having him “on retainer”.

For sure, Cody was getting hard-fucked several times a day… But at the very least, he did not have to beg for a load of cum.

Unless of course, his sugar daddy was into begging.

Anyway, Christopher ate that sweaty ass like it was his last supper while he milked Derek’s rod simultaneously.

Chris was very much into his character of sex-maniac (or was he himself a sex-maniac? That is up for you to judge) but he had not forgotten that he was in a competition.

He could mix pleasure with success if he managed to make Derek’s cum before the end of this third round.

See, Christopher could be savvy at times.

He had figured out that if Mister Hottie Georgia unloaded before the final round, he would be the only one able to cum and keep the tension going for the last three minutes of the pageant.

Hence, why he started milking the daddy so furiously from behind, feeling like he was about to explode at any given moment.

Cody was waiting for the nut, lying on his back below them, his mouth wide opened to catch it.

“Hmmm… Chris… Please… You… Hmmm… You’re gonna make daddy… Hmmm… Cum… Cum… Fuck… I…”

Chris pumped Derek even more, using his two hands to service him properly

Damn, it was difficult to get used to that abnormally large dick.

The pulsating cock was pointing straight towards Cody’s mouth, the bell was about to be rung, and Christopher would not let the Alaskan stole his thunder.

When he felt under his fingers tips that the cock was indeed about to burst, Chris put his own face right below the throbbing cockhead and, in the end, he was the one receiving the blasts of jizz right on his face.

Christopher was painted white as the time for the third round was up and Cody was unsurprisingly eliminated.

The picture of Chris literally dripping with cum all over his face, including in his eyes and up his nostrils, would become one of the most viewed photographs of the Internet.

One thing was for sure: he had achieved his goal of becoming famous.

And there he was.

Only one last step, three more minutes, 180 seconds, were separating Christopher from the title of Mister Hottie America 2024.

Derek looked at him before the bell rang one last time.

“You got this, kid. And you deserve it more than I do.”

“Wh… What?”

Derek smiled at him and kissed his coated-with-cum lips.

“You’ve delivered an amazing performance tonight.”

“But I… You too…”

He caressed his face.

“Nah… Me, I was just having fun… You’re the real hero here.”

“We’ll just battle it out. Fair and square.”

Derek puffed.

“Do you want me to make you cum to end the show with a bang? I want you to show the world what you can do.”

Christopher nodded yes.

He was slightly trembling.

Was his rival really offering to step down to let him have that longed-for win?

Not only Derek genuinely wanted Christopher to be the next Mister Hottie America but he also offered him a blowjob that he would remember for his entire life.

Derek was mostly a top with his hook-ups but he could blow a good juicy cock like a pro when he saw one.

And that evening, he very much did…

The last round began and Derek gave Christopher the time of his life. He swallowed his large cock as if it was a lollipop, getting in real deep until his face was smashed against the Nebraskan’s abs.

“Wow… God… Dude…”

No girl had ever done that for Christopher… Most of them could barely handle the tip!

That blew his mind away, and soon enough, he was about to blow his loads too.

Something strange happened as Christopher started throat-fucking Derek. The lights in the venue went off and then back on a couple of times.

He also heard some screams from the audience which were not the usual “FREE THE DICK” or the chanting of one of the contestants’ names.

Chris did not pay attention to any of that.

The feeling of the warm tongue running against his hard dick was triumphing any other though or any other incident happening around him.

His mind was a blank…

He was in his own blissful world…

Until those incidents became impossible to ignore.

“Cum in my mouth.” Derek begged him.

The lumberjack was stroking him and sticking his fat tongue out. He wanted his juice so bad.

The idea of having a nut in another dude’s throat was beyond taboo and exciting for Christopher.

He did not notice that the cameras were not filming him anymore.

He felt his balls contracting, the waves of pleasure going through his spine and his entire body, and he let go of what felt like a gallon of cum.

He went through the best orgasm of his life as he knew he was also winning the coveted title.

He had to win! He had been dominating this entire pageant and this last round in particular!

Oh… He was nutting for sure, but was he really winning?

Was there still a crown to snatch?

Christopher was practically crying of happiness and exhaustion but he did not hear the bell signifying the end of the round.

That was the first thing which really startled him.

What more could he possibly do? The three minutes must have been up.

He looked for Pollard who was supposed to call the shots but he was no longer seated at the jury table.

In fact, no one else was sitting there.

A couple of policemen were collecting files from the table instead.

“What the fuck…” Christopher gasped.

No trace from the host or from Petra either.

He then noticed that the audience was not going wild from the excitement, but rather, acting as if in a moment of panic, leaving the venue, looking tense, frantic even.

“What’s going on?” Derek asked, swallowing the warm loads in his throt and realizing also that something wrong had happened.

He was as clueless as Christopher, which was not helping.

And there, suddenly, the lights entirely shut down and they were in the dark.

It got downright scary.

“Hey! What is this bullshit?” Christopher shouted to whomever was in charge.

Noone answered.

Things got even more chaotic, and by themselves in the middle of the ring, in the middle of the stage, Derek and Christopher held their hands while trying to figure things out.

Was it somehow part of the show? A horror movie to end the night?!

It was not.

They did not know it yet, but during the very last portion of their performance, the show had been formally forbidden to air and had been shut down entirely.

Unknown to the contestants, behind the scenes and for the last four hours, a legal war had been happening between the Conservatives and the Mister Hottie Committee.

As much as the pageant made people talk on social media, several shocking news also came out during the night, notably including Pollard and various accusations of sexual harassment held against him.

Right there, he had just been arrested and the show had been brutally taken off the air.

It was all over.

Just like that.

There was no Mister Hottie America anymore.

*

In the days which followed, more accusations came into light and it was like the whole country was finally waking up to the obscure and downright illegal practices of the Mister Hottie organization.

Aside from Pollard, several other officials were arrested, including Mr. Rat.

The charges were going from sexual inappropriate behaviours to embezzlement and even blackmail allegations.

Since the show had been cancelled only minutes before his ending, no one would be crown Mister Hottie America, but Derek and Christopher would be allowed to share the one hundred thousand grand prize between themselves.

It was not the end of their fruitful (and rather life changing) collaboration though.

After the scandal, all five finalists were requested to do interviews and one of the biggest video platforms worldwide was even interested to produce a full documentary series on the pageant.

Christopher was so demanded that Mateo had to surround himself with PR professionals and other agents to deal with the requests.

But the most interesting proposal for Christopher probably came from Diego Garcia.

About six weeks after the chaotic show, he came to see him with his producer to talk about a brand-new telenovela which would be partially inspired from the Mister Hottie America’s debacle.

The fiction would follow five aspiring beauty pageant kings struggling between their personal lives and their dreams, as they would be making controversial decisions to achieve their goals.

A drama about love, lust, and power featuring some of the hottest guys on the continent.

This was sure to be a hit!

Apparently, a few contestants had been approached to play a part in the series and Christopher was offered one of the main roles.

Diego’s producer had apparently been very moved by his performance as sexy Spiderman.

There it was, Christopher’s dream becoming true!

Even his father, who had recently signed a contract with Rich’s agency, was approached to play a part of one of the older protagonists in the drama.

With the larger liberties offered by fiction and all the inhibitions left since the pageant, if they were to accept the jobs, the Price family was deemed for a new spicy adventure…

[THE END... FOR NOW]

Let me know if you would like to read more adventures from Christopher trying it in the soap-opera world alongside Diego, Derek, Hunter, Jason and the others... Also, it might be nice to hear more about his father joining Rich's agency, don't you think?

Please tell me if you would like a second book from this Universe and I will consider writing about these characters once again.

I hope you enjoyed this satire of beauty pageants and that you had fun following Christopher's wacky, sexy and twisted adventures.

For the Avid Readers, I will release the E-book next week. 

See you soon!