Mister Hottie 2024 - Chapter 07 (Patreon)

Thank you for voting for your top 6 all week, your votes will be reflected in the story very soon!

I could not introduce all 12 participants in the text but some of them are mentioned in this chapter. Obviously, from this point on and taking into consideration the results of the poll, I will focus my attention on your favourite contestants in the next few chapters.

Enjoy!

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MISTER HOTTIE 2024

PART II: MISTER HOTTIE NEBRASKA 2024

Chapter 7: Winning strategy

In the months leading to Mister Hottie Nebraska 2024, aside from Christopher, Jason and Caleb, nine more hunky contestants were selected by Mr. Rat and the other judges to compete at the State level in Omaha.

Quickly enough, many of them started their social media campaign to gain support.

And what better way to get people talking (and voting) than being utterly shameless?

Following Christopher and Jason’s stunt with their naked (somewhat artsy) picture, most of the other candidates started doing the same.

A couple of them were already active on X-rated paid pages anyway.

Needless to say, those studs did not mind showing some skin for the clouts online!

Looking back at the results, the local pre-selections appeared to have for main purpose to pick the boldest and most exhibitionist guys of the entire Nebraska State and to gather them all on a single stage.

Christopher was judgemental looking through some of the posts from his competitors promoting their pornographic profiles.

Those guys were practically whores. Even if they were to obtain some public votes, they would never get supported by the jury in the end… Right?

In any event, Christopher promised himself that would never go down that low for fame.

Or at the very least, that was what he thought at the time…

The thing was, his artistic nude picture had gotten him to pass the 10.000 followers on Instagram, but since then, it was pretty clear that the momentum was dying down.

Compared to the outrageous stripping videos that Hunter Pallow, one of his competitors, was posting on TikTok, or the dick pics that Caleb was sharing daily on his social media platforms, Christopher was no longer the talk of the town…

What was he supposed to do though?

He had already pushed his own limits by appearing nude on stage and by doubling it down on his Instagram.

He could not really go further without being downright indecent.

One month before the competition, he met with his agent to discuss their strategy. One way or another, he needed those votes to get in the top six.

Also, he wanted to mention a disturbing news to Mr. Rich.

Chris had realized that the tickets-selling website for the pageant was now indicating on a red banner:

“ADULTS ONLY – no ticket sold to anyone under 18”.

“Mr. Rich, what does this mean for the show? Aren’t they going to have problems filling the seats if families cannot come? Why would they even restrict the access like that?”

“Chris, they’ve moved the pageant to a larger venue, clearly, they don’t have any issue selling the tickets. I assume that they want to avoid any controversy if the show were to be… how to say this… not suited for the underage.”

“But… Sir, you don’t think we’ll have to do any inappropriate stuff on stage? Do you? We ended-up naked last time only because of the wardrobe malfunction.”

Mr. Rich seriously had to refrain himself from laughing.

He loved dumb jocks so damn much.

“You know how it is; some associations could make a fuss for just having you wandering around in underwear. People are so sensitive these days!”

“Yes, my dad’s always saying that.”

“I think the committee wants to allow itself some more artistic creativity by only having adults present. The good news is that the pageant will also be broadcasted on a live-stream. A lot of people are going to tune in, I’m sure, it’s going to offer you so much visibility.”

Although Chris was a bit worried by the “creative freedom” let to the Mister Hottie committee, he assumed that things could not get that bad.

He assumed wrong, of course, but we will get there.

More to the point, knowing that a large audience was going to see him walk on stage like a professional model was boosting his ego so much that he was ignoring all the red flags along the way.

How ludicrous could it get anyway? It remained a serious beauty pageant after all, set to be broadcasted on national television when they would reach the final step of “Mister Hottie America” in September.

Well, if only Christopher could make it that far! That was his only concern at this point, not making it.

The Nationals seemed very far away and he had eleven hunks to eliminate to get there.

“Sir, I feel like I’m losing my momentum. The other guys are way more popular than I am on social media. I’m not sure I’ll get the votes.”

“Chris, if you want my opinion, you’re the hottest of them all and you had a head-start to begin with. You just need to be a little cleverer with your communication from now on.”

Christopher beamed with pride.

Mr. Rich was not one to give a lot of praise so knowing that he still considered him as a favourite meant a lot.

“I know, but I cannot compete with the crazy shit the others are doing. This guy, Hunter, is always stripping on my feed! I mean, I’m seeing his ass so often on my algorithm that one could think I’m into him!”

Mateo chuckled.

He had a lot of Hunter’s body in his feed as well. Sadly, the gogo-dancer with the sweetest buns was already committed to a different agency and he had not been able to snatch him.

“What prevents you from stripping? I’m sure you’d be great at it. You certainly have the body for it.”

Mateo could not help himself from feeling the boy’s upper muscles. He was so thick.

“I think I’d be terrible at that; I don’t mind taking my clothes off, I simply cannot dance.” Chris admitted.

“You’ll have to learn some moves, that’s for sure. You know there’ll be some choreographies for the State pageant?”

“I know…”

That was another part that Christopher was concerned about.

This time around, they were expected to do more than just walk on stage. They did not have to dance per say, but they would have to follow some sort of a routine.

“What’s up with the gloomy attitude, Chris? Your odds are great. The entertainment industry is a highly competitive business, you absolutely need to get tougher if you want to make it. You can win this thing!”

“What do you think I should do though? I saw that Jason was posting stuff with his dog, it seems to go well for him.”

“Yes, he did that following my advice. That’s ridiculous how Jason is infatuated with Rex but eh, since people seem to love seeing a hot shirtless guy with a cute dog in his arms, that gave me the idea.”

“Yeah… He has a lot of likes on those clips.”

Jason had just passed Christopher in terms of numbers of followers on social media. Maybe that was the main reason why the hunk was bitter that afternoon.

“We’ll find you a specific thing, something to make you stand out from the others. A gimmick, if you will.”

“What do you have in mind?”

Mateo started scrolling through the official pictures of the contestants on his computer.

He was thinking out loud… or pretending to do so while he already had a clear plan in mind.

“Well, Hunter has his stripper moves, Caleb has his daily nude pics, Jason has his dog and his innocent looks, Joaquin is the daddy archetype…”

“He’s 36, that’s too old for winning, no?”

“Hmmm… I don’t know, daddies are in right now. Let’s see, ah, Steven says he’s a free spirit but that’s just an excuse to post nude selfies in the nature on his feed; Bastian’s going for the activist angle, but again, it’s only an excuse to post naked pictures online pretending he’s fighting for his right of self-expression. Are you seeing the pattern here?”

“Yes… I think so. Those guys would find any excuse to show off!”

“And you should do exactly the same, Chris! Maybe we could give you a cause, something to root for. We’ll need a charity for the speech’s portion anyway. What would be important for you?”

“I… Let me think… Humm… I… I…”

Christopher was completely stuck coming up with an idea.

He had never thought about politics or societal issues in his entire 21 years of life!

Dumb jocks have other centres of interest: football, gym, wet pussies… Who had time to think about what was going on in the world?!

“What do you like then? Maybe we can start there.” Mateo asked.

“Sports.”

The agent sighed.

Could he be any vaguer or blender?

“Too late, that’s already taken. Noah is a professional football player; he’s working the sport angle already. I hear he’s going to be part of a naked calendar for his club…”

“Shit! Why do they all do that?!”

“To win, Chris! Is not that what you want?”

“Of course, more than anything. But I… I’m working at a factory making car engines… I… I don’t have a cause I care about. I don’t have a specific thing!”

“Look, this doesn’t have to be sincere. You want to be an actor, right? You can play a part.”

“This I can do, Sir!”

“Good. I have the perfect idea, then. The animals and the Earth!”

“What?”

“That will be your cause. Protecting the animals and the environment. Everyone can get behind that.”

“Won’t that be clashing with Jason? Since he’s all about his freaking dog?”

“Unfortunately for Jason, I’ve already proposed a similar idea to him but he wouldn’t go all the way. We had to stop at the cute doggy pictures and videos... I mean, it’s not too bad, but he won’t win with that. We need to make a splash!”

Christopher loved the sound of that, both the idea that Jason had not pleased Mr. Rich lately, and that he was about to do something big himself to score some points.

“Tell me, then. What about the animals?” He asked, excited.

“You’ll take a stance against wearing fur and any other piece of clothing which come from an animal. We could even go further than this with a position against fast-fashion and exploitation of human being or animals in any way.”

“Sure… But… That’s not really, like, sexy.”

Mr. Rich burst out laughing.

Christopher was handsome and he was not that stupid, but Good Lord, he was slow!

“Oh, but I know exactly how to make it sexy, boy! That’s YOUR perfect excuse to get naked online without any of the backlash.”

“I’m not following…”

“Don’t wear fur, don’t wear fast-fashion, protect the Earth, wear absolutely nothing instead! That’s the best way to protect the animals, the environment and all that bullshit! Go nude!”

“That’s genius!” Christopher exclaimed, spontaneously.

“Just me doing my job, boy.”

Mateo Rich grinned at the realm of possibilities that his quote-on-quote “genius” idea was opening up.

To be clear, Christopher had never had any issue with showing off his Adonis body.

On the contrary, he had always been very proud of his pumped muscles, - he was not working them all day long for nothing -, and of his gifted large genitals.

The entire gym where he was working out had seen the jock nude countless of times. Even at his work, his colleagues were used to see Chris flaunting it all in the changing rooms.

His only concern was to hurt his image or reputation by sharing naked pictures of himself online… You see, Christopher wanted to be taken seriously as an actor.

But with that clever plan, he could both get the public attention he deserved and the positive feedback!

Although, it meant that, once again, Christopher found himself taking all his clothes off in his mentor’s living room.

Whatever it takes to get the votes… Right?

“Here, that’ll be your entire outfit for this photoshoot.”

Mateo gave Christopher a tiny piece of paper with the word “NO FUR” printed on it.

The young stud gulped.

“You’re sure the pictures will look tasteful?”

“Of course, Christopher. I’m a professional. Now, just put the piece of paper right in front of your cock and I’ll get some good shots to publish.”

That was tougher to execute than what it sounded.

If Chris was sliding down the piece of paper too low, his pubic hair and the base of his cock were showing, but when he was going too high, his very low hanging balls and the tip of his girthy dick were showing…

“Mr. Rich, you don’t think I should use a larger board to hide my dick? It’s kinda on display.”

“Come on, we barely see the tip and people should know you’re packing a big girthy dick. That’s more votes coming your way! It’s strictly good business, Chris. You want to become an actor or what?”

Christopher nodded yes and they kept going with the shooting.

It seemed to be lasting forever.

For some reason, Mr. Rich asked him to throw the piece of paper altogether at some point so he could photograph his junks without anything in the way.

Christopher obliged; his agent had the perfect explanation to why this could be helpful.

“I just want you to get more comfortable in front of a camera. If you’re feeling at ease fully naked, it’ll be much easier to walk on stage in sexy underwear in a few weeks.”

“If you think that’s necessary, Mr. Rich.” Christopher said, exposing his junks to his mentor.

“I do think so. Looking at your weaknesses, your biggest problem is your tendency to freak out on stage and to appear too shy or modest. You’ve barely made it last time because of that, what a shame to be so cautious when one has a banging body like yours!”

“I don’t care about being nude, it’s just not that easy to be super confident in front of a jury, Sir. I’m not used to be under the spotlights.”

“And it will be even more challenging in front of 2.000 persons!”

“Damn…”

“Come, we have enough pictures for now. Let’s talk a winning strategy for you, son. No need to dress back up.”

Christopher was bending over to pick up his underwear from the floor, but following his mentor’s instructions, he did not grab them.

From this point on, a multi-layer strategy was established to prepare Christopher for the big day. Operation “boosting his confidence” was on.

On top of pushing the anti-animal-cruelty narrative and sharing naked or semi-naked pictures of himself regularly online, it was time for Christopher to get much more comfortable with his body.

“You shouldn’t feel so self-conscious about being in the nude in front of other people.” Matteo pointed out.

“It’s weird because I really don’t give a fuck when I’m at the gym or in the locker-rooms. I… I like my body… Honestly, I like it a lot.”

Christopher flexed his firm biceps to prove his point.

Mr. Rich was already hard under his jeans.

“Then act as if you were in the damn locker-rooms, having banters with your bros! That’s what actors do, right? Play-pretend!”

The agent slapped Christopher’s bare ass to get his point across.

“Yeah, I can try that.”

“See, you’re way too sensitive about this! I think we really need to work on this particular trait before the big show. It’s pretty clear that Mister Hottie will reward people who are comfortable with themselves.”

“The judges were all about us when we were naked last time… Rat will be in the jury again, right?”

“Right, and he loved your attributes!”

Chris beamed with pride.

“Really… Wow.”

“I’m not so sure about your ability to get real comfortable there though. Last time, you kept on complaining about the small size of your trunks, or that the other contestants were showing too much.”

“I know but I’ve learned a lot since then.”

“Listen, let’s establish a new rule. Whenever you’re in my office (not to say his apartment), you should be naked at all times. I’ll make sure to look at you like a judge would: evaluating your body, your ass, your cock. Every inch of your body will be subject to my gaze.”

“Ain’t that a bit extreme?”

“Not at all. While we talk, your role will be to display as much as your anatomy as you can. This way, in a month, you’ll be totally desensitized to it! Walking on that stage will be nothing at all!”

“That is smart… I will really not give a damn anymore.”

“It takes what it takes to build confidence, young man! Besides, it’s only you and I in here, that’s no big deal.”

By this point, Christopher was pretty much on board with anything to get famous.

Also, he had already been accustomed to being naked in the same living-room as his mentor.

He spread his legs on the couch to expose himself even further.

Take that Jason! Chris thought, he was pretty certain that the Christian boy would have never dared showing that much commitment to their agent.

Mateo smirked at his protegee. Such massive hairy nuts. Such a delicious uncut cock.

Maybe showing off would even get the stud excited? Who knew?

“See, you’re learning already!”

From this point on and for their (numerous) following meetings, Christoper would fully undress as soon as he would get through the door.

More and more, Mateo would allow himself warm hugs as he came in, a few slaps on his bare ass during the meetings, and before Mister Hottie Nebraska even took place, the agent was fully comfortable with showing that Christopher was making him hard.

Was not it the whole point to get the model comfortable with arousing the judges?

“Look at my bulge, boy, this is exactly how you want to make the jury and audience feel. Good job, Chris.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

The factory worker was pretty much unfazed by the situation.

This was simply the new normal.

Besides, their strategy was definitely working.

The posts they had designed together had brought him more attention online. Everyone was praising his engagement for the animals, and let’s be real, the public was drooling over his eight-pack abs and everything else he was showing.

A couple of pictures had to be removed from Instagram because they were against the community guidelines, - his foreskin was visible on one, and his full hairy ass was visible on another -, but aside from that, everything was going according to plan.

A few days prior to Mister Hottie Nebraska, Christopher was one of the most followed contestants on social media and a favourite to win it all!

He was only overtaken by Caleb and his daily nudes, the Latino stripper Hunter, and an Italian carpenter named Aldo who had gotten a few viral videos on TikTok in his tradie uniform.

That Italian muscle beast was becoming a very serious contender for the win.

However, those likes, followers, and numbers were merely indicators, only the actual voting mattered.

More importantly, anything could change in an instant.

As Christopher was feeling fairly confident to be part of the top six while he was packing his bags and getting ready to go to Omaha, a text changed everything.

“HAVE YOU SEEN THIS?!”

That was a message from Jason.

Both guys were barely talking so this was surprising to hear from him. The competition had vanished any hint of a potential friendship between them.

A video was loading in addition to the text but Christopher could not see it yet.

“What are you talking about? Seen what?” He replied immediately.

“Look at what Devon did! Those guys are freaking crazy!”

Even before receiving the video, Christopher started searching Devon’s name on Google.

Devon Williams had been pretty much under the radar so far; he was a nurse in his everyday life and he seemed to be pretty distant with the pageant, not caring that much to win the whole thing.

From one post he had seen about him a month prior, Christopher knew it was Devon’s boyfriend who had gotten him to take part in the contest.

But now, it seemed like Devon’s relationship was long gone… Or that, at the very least, he was not very strong on remaining faithful!

Just by typing his name, the first link sent him on a very explicit video.

During the first few seconds, we could only see a huge dick ploughing a smooth black ass, - hard -, and then, on the next clip, Devon was on his knees, swallowing the dripping cock in his mouth.

Seriously, he was deepthroating that thing like his life was depending on it!

Christopher called Jason as he was watching the sextape.

“Man, Devon went full-on gay porn two days before the big show!”

“I know, Chris! But have you seen the video entirely?”

“Yeah, he’s getting fucked and sucking another cock.”

“But not anyone’s cock!”

“What?”

On the video, Devon was now swallowing huge blasts of fresh cum.

By the way, it was the first time in his entire life that Christopher was watching at a gay porn.

“Thanks daddy…” The cocksucker muttered; his mouth full.

The camera angle changed right before the end of the video, and the owner of the mysterious huge dick was finally visible on screen.

“That’s Joaquin! The pageant’s daddy!” Christopher exclaimed on the phone.

“Yeap! Look at the freaking caption for the video!” Jason pressed him.

Christopher read the short caption.

“Two Mister Hottie candidates, fighting for the crown in Omaha this Sunday, caught fucking on video right before the live-show!”

Another text followed.

This one was coming from Mateo.

“Christopher, we need to do something. I assume you have seen the video. These two are everywhere right now! We need to switch the attention of the public back to you!”

Fucking hell!

What could Chris possibly do to beat them?!

[See you next week for the beginning of the craziest week-end of those aspiring celebrities' lives!]