LEONARDO DECAPRICO FINALLY WINS HIS AWARD AND IT POUNDS HIM IN THE BUTT By Chuck Tingle (part 2)

	I suddenly realize that, to my own dismay, I’ve found myself incredibly attracted to these beautiful award statues.
	The crowd suddenly erupts into applause as a man walks out on stage, holding an envelope and smiling wide with a set of pearly white teeth. It’s none other than world class actor Toms Cruz, who happened to be last years winner of the most handsome buckaroo award after his incredible performance in Pounded By The Gay Unicorn Football Squad: The Movie.
	“Thank you, thank you,” Toms Cruz says, waving to the audience.
	The actor steps out in front of a podium and then takes a deep breath, his gaze drifting across the crowd as he collects his thoughts.
	“There are a lot of awards tonight, and they all matter,” begins Toms Cruz, “they really do. But this award right here, most handsome buckaroo, will always be close to my heart. I was lucky enough to win last year and I have to say that my relationship with my award has never been better. We are still going strong after all of this time and he has taught me so much.”
	The audience bursts into another round of applause, clearly happy to hear that things have worked out so well for Toms and his golden statue.
	“Now it’s my turn to present someone else with this incredible recognition,” continues Toms Cruz. “Just like it was presented to me.”
	The actor turns around to look up at a giant screen behind him. “The nominees are,” he states.
	Immediately, a clip of actor Matts Danon appears on the screen. “Matts Danon for Space Raptor Butt Invasion.” More clips begin to appear. “Mikey Fassbaster for Computer Man, Byron Crampson for Buttbo, Eddie Ready for The Donut Girl, and Leonardo Decaprico for The Revenass.”
	The crowd cheers again and then a soft drumroll begins, the sound echoing out through the entire auditorium. I suddenly realize how hard I’ve been gripping the edge of my chair, my heart pounding fast in my chest as sweat begins to form on my brow. I’m fully aware that, now more than ever, all of the attention is on me, yet I can no longer seem to will myself to relax.
	All of my career as an actor flashes before my eyes, from my stint as an annoying younger brother on a sitcom decades ago, to all of the previous years that I’m been nominated but never actually won.
	“And the winner is…” Toms Cruz starts, letting his words hang out in the air before him as the audience waits with rapt attention. “Leonardo Decaprico.”
	The wave of relief that washes over me is so beautiful it can hardly be described, and for a moment I actually wonder if I’m going to faint right then and there. I stand up, completely on autopilot as I make my way towards the stage. People reach out and shake my hand as I pass by them, congratulating me on a job well done. I know that this is what they’re doing because I’ve seen it happen to other winners over the years, but I personally have no idea what these people are saying as my brain shuts out their words. My focus is singular, I just need to make it up onto the stage without tripping or making a fool of myself.
	Somehow, I actually manage to ascend the stairs and arrive at the podium with Toms Cruz, who gives me a friendly hug. We’ve worked together before, and I’m sure he was pulling for me along with the rest of the nation who’ve all tuned in to see this incredible moment.
	“Thank you,” I say into the microphone, ready to give my speech when suddenly the award catches my eye at the edge of the stage. The statues muscular body halts my voice immediately, completely overwhelming me as he struts his way to the podium.
	Like all the most handsome buckaroo awards, my statue is fit as can be, incredible gorgeous and carved to perfection. He is tall, handsome and gold, about two inches larger than I am and sporting a chiseled jaw with a cute, boyish smile to match.
	The most apparent thing about this particular award, however, is the absolutely massive cock that hangs down between his metallic legs.
	“Oh my god,” I mumble, the statue drawing closer as his cock begins to twitch and grow.
	Apparently, he’s just as excited to see me as I am to see him.
	Suddenly, I remember where I am and collect myself as quickly as possible. I stand up straight and look out across the captive audience while the statue arrives next to me, putting his golden arm around my waist and pulling me a little closer than I would have expected out here in the public eye.
	“First of all, I want to thank my family for supporting me during those early years. They were always around to drive me to acting class and to pick me up from the movies when I’d go catch a matinee by myself. They’ve always supported my love of the craft. I want to thank my manager, Jerber, for always believing in me, but most of all I want to thank the fans who have supported me though all of these previous nominations.”
	There is a raucous applause from the audience, who are clearly right there with me in this moment, hanging on every word.
	“I’ve been dreaming about this for a long time now,” I continue, glancing over at the award who stands proudly next to me. “I want it to be perfect.”
	I suddenly find myself at a loss for words, my eyes locked onto the statues incredible body. I begin to rub my hand along the small of his toned back, which immediately makes the award’s cock rise up once more, growing larger and larger with every second until it has ballooned into a full on erection.
	I fully expect the audience to gasp and look away from the sight of this brazen erotic display, but they do nothing of the sort. Right now, we are all in this together, a moment of deep love and sincerity for the entire Academy of Handsome Buckaroos to enjoy. Everyone can see the love that I have for this beautiful award, and not a single one of them is judging me.
	Toms Cruz steps away from the stage, backing over to the wings as he realizes the gravity of this moment. Now it’s just the award and I, holding each other close under the hot white lights above.
	“I’ve wanted you for so long,” I tell my award softly, turning to nuzzle myself against his golden shoulder.
	“I’ve wanted you, too,” the statue admits, his words filling my heart with a deep, joyful ache. “I’ve craved your fingers around me.”
	“Oh yeah?” I ask, playfully. “Around what part?”
	The award says nothing, but takes my hand in his and then begins to slowly guide it down the front of his toned stomach. Eventually, it arrives at his massively engorged cock, my fingers wrapping tightly around the award’s thick shaft.
	The audience watches as I drop down to my knees before this massive statue, looking up at him with lustful eyes as I begin to slowly stroke him off. I move my hand back and forth across his shaft in a series of firm, powerful strokes, eventually gaining speed until I am jerking him with unbridled enthusiasm.
	“You like getting stoked off my the most handsome buckaroo of the year?” I ask. “Does that feel good?”
	“Fuck yeah,” the golden statue tells me, then leans his head back and lets out a long, satisfied groan. The award pumps his hips along with the rhythm of my hand, clearly enjoying himself.
	I am completely lost in the moment, overwhelmed with desire for this prestigious award. I don’t care that the whole world is watching us, hanging on every word as we express ourselves in a flagrant display of ferocious homosexuality.
	Of course, I’m not actually gay. Not that there’s anything wrong with that, but I’ve simply never found myself attracted to another man. However, a handsome award and a handsome guy are two very different things.
	Driven mad with lust, I open my mouth wide and take the award’s shaft between my lips, bobbing up and down a few times before retracting him again. A long thread of saliva hangs from my lips and connects to the head of his enormous rod.
	“You taste amazing,” I inform the golden statue, “like victory.”
	Before he has a chance to respond I swallow him down once more, this time pushing his length as far as I can into my throat. He slips deeper and deeper within me, eventually reaching the limits of my gag reflex. Somehow, I’m able to relax enough that the award continues onward, past my previous limits in a stunning deep throat.
	The award holds me here for a moment, my face pressed hard against his beautifully sculpted abs until I’ve just about to run out of air. Finally, the statue lets me up with a gasp, only moments away from passing out but pleasantly satisfied by the rough treatment. I want to be punished by my award for most handsome buckaroo, I want him to let me feel the godlike vastness of his mighty power.
	“Fuck me,” I demand, standing up again and tearing away my tie. I throw it to the side of the stage, my jacket coming off soon after and then quickly unbuttoning my shirt along with it. Soon enough, I am completely naked before the packed auditorium, my toned body on display for the entire world to see.
	I lean forward and brace myself on the podium, turning so that my ass is pointed out towards the handsome, hulking statue behind me.
	“Do it!” I command. “Show me who the real winner is.”
	“You’re the real winner,” the award tells me, stepping up behind me and aligning his enormous cock with the puckered entrance of my tight backdoor.
	“Say it again,” I demand.
	“You’re not just a nominee. You’re the winner of the most handsome buckaroo award!” the statue yells, and then trusts forward.