Twelve hunky guys, avid of fame and fortune, enrol in a brand-new reality tv-show to elect the HOTTEST MAN IN AMERICA and win the highly coveted ONE MILLION DOLLARS prize. How far will they be willing to go to earn your votes? See them going further and further as the show advances! You will decide who will be kicked out each episode and I will have to adapt the story accordingly.
As always this is a pure work of fiction. All characters featured are above 18. Enjoy!
More illustrations and bonus content for this story + more says in the votes and future challenges + tons of other erotic stories are available on my Patreon. Thanks for the support!
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HOTTEST MAN IN AMERICA
Premiere night (part 1)
It's 8:30 PM, we are in the middle of the summer, I am bored at home and I am scrolling through some porn websites. "5 Big Black Cocks for 2 hot twinks." Meh. I am about to click when I remember there is this show premiering tonight.
It has been heavily promoted in the subway with posters of shirtless guys who made me think about the old Abercrombie & Fitch ads. This will most likely be very dumb but hopefully, it will still be less depressing than the porn I was about to watch.
I switch to chanel 22. The show has apparently just started.
Host: “And here we finally are! After months of anticipation and speculation, I am so glad to welcome you all here, live on Chanel 22! Some have said that our show would be too lewd or too inappropriate! Others have tried to censor us, as if celebrating the male beauty was wrong! But we held tight! I am David Harrison and I will be your host this season.”
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David Harrison, the most popular host of Chanel 22, walks on the stage, set outside, in the top hills of Los Angeles. Behind him, the luxurious villa where the contestants will compete for several weeks.
“And with a one million dollars prize on the line, our twelve contestants have been prepping for tonight for months, probably for years! Thousands of applications. thousands of hunks, eager to show what they are made of. We have selected our finalists carefully, in all corners of America: only the sexiest, the most daring, the most charismatic, the HOTTEST ones will be presented to you tonight... But who will be THE HOTTEST MAN IN AMERICA?”
A jingle with the American Flag floods the screen, the words “THE HOTTEST MAN IN AMERICA” slowly changes into the “$1.000.000” sign in golden letters.
Host: “Tonight, we will introduce you to the first six contestants… but only five of them will enter the house! Who will set foot in the beautiful villa behind me and who will be shown the front door? That’s YOUR decision, America!”
David Harrison points to the camera and winks at the audience. Another jingle shows-up: “YOUR CALL”. I smile to myself. This is so typical of this sort of shows.
Host: “Comment what you see with the hashtag #HMIA on all platforms. We are eager to know what you think about our contestants... But let’s get down to business!"
"Firefighter by day, yoga instructor in the evening. We wonder what our first contestant does by night! Please, welcome to the stage… Kyle!”
The first contestant walks on the red carpet towards the stage while a trendy pop music starts to play. Kyle experiences his first taste of fame. The show has been well promoted, probably millions of Americans are watching, the stud gives his best smile to the host and to the audience.
“Kyle is 24, comes from Boston and… ladies and gentleman, believe it or not, that handsome gentleman is single!”
Kyle is pretty much the definition of the perfect “all American” man: 6 feet tall, 175 pounds, - his measurements are shown to the screen as he walks in -, a winning smile with a set bright white teeth, blue eyes, and beautiful brown and slightly curly hair.
The man looks as if he is coming straight out of an Avengers’ movie.
He would almost look too smooth if he was not exposing his long sleeve’s tattoo. Kyle has been smart enough to show off his thick arms, as he wears a fitting white tee-shirt, elegantly tucked in his beige pants.
Overall, the dude is a hunk and the host is clearly flustered.
That’s just the start though. Hopefully, David Harrison will keep his composure when the firefighter start to show us some more skin!
“How does it feel to be here, finally!?”
“I must say, David, it feels damn amazing!”
Kyle exudes confidence.
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“Come here, let’s have the chat.”
The both of them go to sit on silver armchairs. This show is so cheesy and ridiculous, it is partly what makes it amazing. But time for some serious talk!
“How does a well-rounded man such as yourself end up in a tv-show like this?”
Even the host seems to be aware that Chanel 22's reputation is, to put it simply, trashy.
“Well… Who can say no to a chance to win a million dollars? Am I right?”
“It’s more than I’m being paid to host this thing, I can tell you that much!” The host jokes, but his fake smile shows some sign of real bitterness.
“Come on, David, everybody knows that you’re the real star here!”
Kyle is a smooth talker; the host pretends to refuse the compliment.
“Naaah… Flattering the host will not get you anywhere, Kyle. It is the audience that you need to convince!”
“I mean it, I’ve been watching you on my screen since I was a kid! It feels crazy sitting here with you!”
“And now, you make me feel old!”
“Please! I’ll bet you’ll still be here way after me.” The contestant replies awkwardly.
On that he is correct, David Harrison has seen thousands of contestants competing in all sorts of crazy challenges, only a handful of them are still somewhat relevant to the public.
“Tell me, what would you do with that money if you were to win the grand prize?"
Kyle has been preparing for it, he knows how to win America’s heart. He takes a more serious tone.
“As you mentioned earlier, I am working as a firefighter. It would only feel right to donate part of that money to the kids who lost one of their parents to the job. Fire can be a beautiful but cruel adversary, David.”
David Harrison shows an overly concerned look and touches Kyle’s broad shoulders.
“Beautiful body and kind spirit.” He states.
“Thank you, David. I owe it both to my beautiful mother!”
“It is true that you are a firefighter (photos of Kyle in his firefighter uniform shows up on the screen), but a bird told me you were also a yoga instructor!”
“I am! I am a firm believer of the importance to be healthy inside and out. I also guide meditations.”
“Oh, really? And what does a meditation led by Kyle look like?”
They had not prepared for this particular bit beforehand but Kyle seizes the opportunity, he sits on the floor cross legged and starts to breathe in and breathe out.
A natural showman!
The host is pleased with the segment but there are more hunks to present and Kyle has to leave the stage for another stud to take his place. We get a last sneak peak of the fireman’s bubble ass before he disappears from the screen!
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“It is a good thing we all took a deep breath because this might be difficult to remain calm with our next contestant’s arrival!" The host announces. "Jared is 22 and is a web designer.”
The second contestant walks on the same red carpet towards the stage. He seems a bit more reserved than Kyle but he is sexy as hell.
Brown skin, sharp jaw line, green eyes. Jared is the representation of the “hot guy next door” whom the whole building has a secret crush on!
Don't pretend you don't know exactly what I mean, that handsome man living on the first floor whom you hope to *randomly* bump into everytime you take out the trash. Well, that's Jared energy in a nutshell.
His awkwardness, and even his shyness, as he walks in gives him a certain charm. “5.9 feet tall, 163 pounds” appears on the screen.
“Jared comes straight from Chicago where I am sure, his beautiful girlfriend Tara is cheering for him!”
As soon as the host greets him, the contestant cracks a smile.
“A pleasure to meet you.” He says politely.
“Welcome to the show, Jared! Are you ready for your life to change?”
“I expect nothing less from this experience.” The new constestant says, keeping a huge smile on his innocent face.
"I hope you are prepared for all the twists and turns we might throw your way."
"I am ready for anything, David."
The host is pleased with that answer. I got to say that I am too.
“That's what we like to hear on this stage! Please, come here, let’s have a chat.”
They walk to the silver armchairs. Jared seems a bit more nervous than the previous contestant but he is clearly excited to be there. The conversation quickly moves on to some banalities until David Harrison mentions Tara again.
“I will miss her very much, but I will make sure my absence is worth it. Tara, I’m telling you, I am bringing the prize home!”
A couple pictures of Tara and Jared together pop out on the screen.
The dude seems sincere when he addresses the camera to talk to his girlfriend, that just makes him cuter. One can only wonder what this dumb reality tv show will do to him.
If they do things right, he should end up semi-naked rather quickly!
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“You know you will have serious competition to snatch that million dollars. Eleven other contestants will be fighting for the same prize.”
“I’m sure of it! But I won’t get intimidated by a yoga instructor.” Jared jokes.
“Oh, really? Kyle had made quite the impression.”
“If this is what you need to make an impression around here, I can stretch too!”
Jared gets up and show some arm stretching to David Harrison, who, as always, seems very pleased by the performance. It is not very clear whether the host has figured Jared was being sarcastic but he applauds the initiative and calls on for the next contestant.
The show has to move on (yes, already!), there are some commercial breaks coming soon and David Harrison’s brand-new sport car is not going to pay itself! We have to keep the sponsors happy.
“Let’s welcome our third contestant. Oliver is a personal trainer in San Diego, he’s 30 and he’s convinced that he is the hottest man in America! What do you think, guys?”
If you thought the show was becoming a bit too family-friendly, be reassured, it will not be the case for too long. As soon as the third contestant walks in, it is clear that things are bound to get raunchier... And I, for one, am all for it!
Oliver comes on to the stage as the sun sets behind him. He definitely walks with confidence despite the fact that he has seemingly forgotten his undershirt!
The immense black stud, the screen shows 6.5. feet tall (!) and 212 pounds of what appears to be pure muscle, is wearing a jeans jacket but nothing underneath, exposing his muscular tattooed and hairy chest to the audience, and first of all, to the host.
Yummy!
As David Harrison is still describing him and mentions that he is single, Oliver hugs him warmly where the other two had only extended their hands.
“Ladies and gentlemen, we have a hugger!” The host comments, clearly flustered to have come into direct contact with such a warm and sweaty chest.
One would be for less!
“I have lots of love and lots of hug to give!” Oliver says, smirking at the camera.
Oliver loves the attention. He has come to the right place.
“That’s some nice tattoos you got there!”
“And some nice pecs too!” The hunk starts to flex and makes his pecs move up and down. It is indeed quite impressive.
“Tell me the truth, Oliver. You were too warm backstage or you just happened to forget your shirt at home?”
“Let’s be serious, Dave. I’m a personal trainer. I live and work in sunny San Diego all year long. I’m 0% fat and 100% testosterone! I mean, I do not even think I own a shirt! Should I really be concealing this to the world?” Again, Oliver shows off his abs to make his point.
“Oh, boy! That’s the right energy for someone who wants to fight for the title of Hottest Man in America!”
“Damn right.”
“But you do own a jacket apparently, and what’s that, fur?”
“I guess, we can get rid of it too! You would like that?” Oliver talks directly to the camera.
He is way more assertive than the two other contestants, clearly, he wants to make an impact and he has no time to lose.
“I bet every American is screaming at their screens right now! Take off that jacket!”
The host is clearly excited. Who can blame him? I am getting hard watching.
Oliver is too happy to oblige and throws his jacket in the air, exposing further his aesthetic chest, his body hair and his tattoos. What a sight! And it’s only premiere night.
Maybe this ridiculous show will get interesting after all…
Oliver is probably used to pose as a bodybuilder as he strikes all the right moves, flexing his biceps, contracting his abs, showing off his pecs. Too bad he is still wearing pants! At least, they are tight enough to show off his ass!
The segment featuring the shameless jock lasts a little longer than the other two. During all this time, Oliver seems to prefer walking around the stage rather than sitting down in the armchair. The host struggles to have a coherent chat with him. Who cares? We are not here for the talks!
Only when David Harrison has to launch the first commercial break, he gets firm enough to get Oliver to agree to sit down. The personal trainer takes his damn time so everyone can admire his fat ass as he walks to the armchair.
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His beautiful face winking at the camera will be the last thing the viewers will see before the break.
[COMMERCIAL BREAK]
As always this is a pure work of fiction. All characters featured are above 18. Enjoy!
More illustrations and bonus content for this story + more says in the votes and future challenges + tons of other erotic stories are available on my Patreon. Thanks for the support!
https://www.patreon.com/thomaslodge
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HOTTEST MAN IN AMERICA
Premiere night (part 1)
It's 8:30 PM, we are in the middle of the summer, I am bored at home and I am scrolling through some porn websites. "5 Big Black Cocks for 2 hot twinks." Meh. I am about to click when I remember there is this show premiering tonight.
It has been heavily promoted in the subway with posters of shirtless guys who made me think about the old Abercrombie & Fitch ads. This will most likely be very dumb but hopefully, it will still be less depressing than the porn I was about to watch.
I switch to chanel 22. The show has apparently just started.
Host: “And here we finally are! After months of anticipation and speculation, I am so glad to welcome you all here, live on Chanel 22! Some have said that our show would be too lewd or too inappropriate! Others have tried to censor us, as if celebrating the male beauty was wrong! But we held tight! I am David Harrison and I will be your host this season.”
David Harrison, the most popular host of Chanel 22, walks on the stage, set outside, in the top hills of Los Angeles. Behind him, the luxurious villa where the contestants will compete for several weeks.
“And with a one million dollars prize on the line, our twelve contestants have been prepping for tonight for months, probably for years! Thousands of applications. thousands of hunks, eager to show what they are made of. We have selected our finalists carefully, in all corners of America: only the sexiest, the most daring, the most charismatic, the HOTTEST ones will be presented to you tonight... But who will be THE HOTTEST MAN IN AMERICA?”
A jingle with the American Flag floods the screen, the words “THE HOTTEST MAN IN AMERICA” slowly changes into the “$1.000.000” sign in golden letters.
Host: “Tonight, we will introduce you to the first six contestants… but only five of them will enter the house! Who will set foot in the beautiful villa behind me and who will be shown the front door? That’s YOUR decision, America!”
David Harrison points to the camera and winks at the audience. Another jingle shows-up: “YOUR CALL”. I smile to myself. This is so typical of this sort of shows.
Host: “Comment what you see with the hashtag #HMIA on all platforms. We are eager to know what you think about our contestants... But let’s get down to business!"
"Firefighter by day, yoga instructor in the evening. We wonder what our first contestant does by night! Please, welcome to the stage… Kyle!”
The first contestant walks on the red carpet towards the stage while a trendy pop music starts to play. Kyle experiences his first taste of fame. The show has been well promoted, probably millions of Americans are watching, the stud gives his best smile to the host and to the audience.
“Kyle is 24, comes from Boston and… ladies and gentleman, believe it or not, that handsome gentleman is single!”
Kyle is pretty much the definition of the perfect “all American” man: 6 feet tall, 175 pounds, - his measurements are shown to the screen as he walks in -, a winning smile with a set bright white teeth, blue eyes, and beautiful brown and slightly curly hair.
The man looks as if he is coming straight out of an Avengers’ movie.
He would almost look too smooth if he was not exposing his long sleeve’s tattoo. Kyle has been smart enough to show off his thick arms, as he wears a fitting white tee-shirt, elegantly tucked in his beige pants.
Overall, the dude is a hunk and the host is clearly flustered.
That’s just the start though. Hopefully, David Harrison will keep his composure when the firefighter start to show us some more skin!
“How does it feel to be here, finally!?”
“I must say, David, it feels damn amazing!”
Kyle exudes confidence.
“Come here, let’s have the chat.”
The both of them go to sit on silver armchairs. This show is so cheesy and ridiculous, it is partly what makes it amazing. But time for some serious talk!
“How does a well-rounded man such as yourself end up in a tv-show like this?”
Even the host seems to be aware that Chanel 22's reputation is, to put it simply, trashy.
“Well… Who can say no to a chance to win a million dollars? Am I right?”
“It’s more than I’m being paid to host this thing, I can tell you that much!” The host jokes, but his fake smile shows some sign of real bitterness.
“Come on, David, everybody knows that you’re the real star here!”
Kyle is a smooth talker; the host pretends to refuse the compliment.
“Naaah… Flattering the host will not get you anywhere, Kyle. It is the audience that you need to convince!”
“I mean it, I’ve been watching you on my screen since I was a kid! It feels crazy sitting here with you!”
“And now, you make me feel old!”
“Please! I’ll bet you’ll still be here way after me.” The contestant replies awkwardly.
On that he is correct, David Harrison has seen thousands of contestants competing in all sorts of crazy challenges, only a handful of them are still somewhat relevant to the public.
“Tell me, what would you do with that money if you were to win the grand prize?"
Kyle has been preparing for it, he knows how to win America’s heart. He takes a more serious tone.
“As you mentioned earlier, I am working as a firefighter. It would only feel right to donate part of that money to the kids who lost one of their parents to the job. Fire can be a beautiful but cruel adversary, David.”
David Harrison shows an overly concerned look and touches Kyle’s broad shoulders.
“Beautiful body and kind spirit.” He states.
“Thank you, David. I owe it both to my beautiful mother!”
“It is true that you are a firefighter (photos of Kyle in his firefighter uniform shows up on the screen), but a bird told me you were also a yoga instructor!”
“I am! I am a firm believer of the importance to be healthy inside and out. I also guide meditations.”
“Oh, really? And what does a meditation led by Kyle look like?”
They had not prepared for this particular bit beforehand but Kyle seizes the opportunity, he sits on the floor cross legged and starts to breathe in and breathe out.
A natural showman!
The host is pleased with the segment but there are more hunks to present and Kyle has to leave the stage for another stud to take his place. We get a last sneak peak of the fireman’s bubble ass before he disappears from the screen!
“It is a good thing we all took a deep breath because this might be difficult to remain calm with our next contestant’s arrival!" The host announces. "Jared is 22 and is a web designer.”
The second contestant walks on the same red carpet towards the stage. He seems a bit more reserved than Kyle but he is sexy as hell.
Brown skin, sharp jaw line, green eyes. Jared is the representation of the “hot guy next door” whom the whole building has a secret crush on!
Don't pretend you don't know exactly what I mean, that handsome man living on the first floor whom you hope to *randomly* bump into everytime you take out the trash. Well, that's Jared energy in a nutshell.
His awkwardness, and even his shyness, as he walks in gives him a certain charm. “5.9 feet tall, 163 pounds” appears on the screen.
“Jared comes straight from Chicago where I am sure, his beautiful girlfriend Tara is cheering for him!”
As soon as the host greets him, the contestant cracks a smile.
“A pleasure to meet you.” He says politely.
“Welcome to the show, Jared! Are you ready for your life to change?”
“I expect nothing less from this experience.” The new constestant says, keeping a huge smile on his innocent face.
"I hope you are prepared for all the twists and turns we might throw your way."
"I am ready for anything, David."
The host is pleased with that answer. I got to say that I am too.
“That's what we like to hear on this stage! Please, come here, let’s have a chat.”
They walk to the silver armchairs. Jared seems a bit more nervous than the previous contestant but he is clearly excited to be there. The conversation quickly moves on to some banalities until David Harrison mentions Tara again.
“I will miss her very much, but I will make sure my absence is worth it. Tara, I’m telling you, I am bringing the prize home!”
A couple pictures of Tara and Jared together pop out on the screen.
The dude seems sincere when he addresses the camera to talk to his girlfriend, that just makes him cuter. One can only wonder what this dumb reality tv show will do to him.
If they do things right, he should end up semi-naked rather quickly!
“You know you will have serious competition to snatch that million dollars. Eleven other contestants will be fighting for the same prize.”
“I’m sure of it! But I won’t get intimidated by a yoga instructor.” Jared jokes.
“Oh, really? Kyle had made quite the impression.”
“If this is what you need to make an impression around here, I can stretch too!”
Jared gets up and show some arm stretching to David Harrison, who, as always, seems very pleased by the performance. It is not very clear whether the host has figured Jared was being sarcastic but he applauds the initiative and calls on for the next contestant.
The show has to move on (yes, already!), there are some commercial breaks coming soon and David Harrison’s brand-new sport car is not going to pay itself! We have to keep the sponsors happy.
“Let’s welcome our third contestant. Oliver is a personal trainer in San Diego, he’s 30 and he’s convinced that he is the hottest man in America! What do you think, guys?”
If you thought the show was becoming a bit too family-friendly, be reassured, it will not be the case for too long. As soon as the third contestant walks in, it is clear that things are bound to get raunchier... And I, for one, am all for it!
Oliver comes on to the stage as the sun sets behind him. He definitely walks with confidence despite the fact that he has seemingly forgotten his undershirt!
The immense black stud, the screen shows 6.5. feet tall (!) and 212 pounds of what appears to be pure muscle, is wearing a jeans jacket but nothing underneath, exposing his muscular tattooed and hairy chest to the audience, and first of all, to the host.
Yummy!
As David Harrison is still describing him and mentions that he is single, Oliver hugs him warmly where the other two had only extended their hands.
“Ladies and gentlemen, we have a hugger!” The host comments, clearly flustered to have come into direct contact with such a warm and sweaty chest.
One would be for less!
“I have lots of love and lots of hug to give!” Oliver says, smirking at the camera.
Oliver loves the attention. He has come to the right place.
“That’s some nice tattoos you got there!”
“And some nice pecs too!” The hunk starts to flex and makes his pecs move up and down. It is indeed quite impressive.
“Tell me the truth, Oliver. You were too warm backstage or you just happened to forget your shirt at home?”
“Let’s be serious, Dave. I’m a personal trainer. I live and work in sunny San Diego all year long. I’m 0% fat and 100% testosterone! I mean, I do not even think I own a shirt! Should I really be concealing this to the world?” Again, Oliver shows off his abs to make his point.
“Oh, boy! That’s the right energy for someone who wants to fight for the title of Hottest Man in America!”
“Damn right.”
“But you do own a jacket apparently, and what’s that, fur?”
“I guess, we can get rid of it too! You would like that?” Oliver talks directly to the camera.
He is way more assertive than the two other contestants, clearly, he wants to make an impact and he has no time to lose.
“I bet every American is screaming at their screens right now! Take off that jacket!”
The host is clearly excited. Who can blame him? I am getting hard watching.
Oliver is too happy to oblige and throws his jacket in the air, exposing further his aesthetic chest, his body hair and his tattoos. What a sight! And it’s only premiere night.
Maybe this ridiculous show will get interesting after all…
Oliver is probably used to pose as a bodybuilder as he strikes all the right moves, flexing his biceps, contracting his abs, showing off his pecs. Too bad he is still wearing pants! At least, they are tight enough to show off his ass!
The segment featuring the shameless jock lasts a little longer than the other two. During all this time, Oliver seems to prefer walking around the stage rather than sitting down in the armchair. The host struggles to have a coherent chat with him. Who cares? We are not here for the talks!
Only when David Harrison has to launch the first commercial break, he gets firm enough to get Oliver to agree to sit down. The personal trainer takes his damn time so everyone can admire his fat ass as he walks to the armchair.
His beautiful face winking at the camera will be the last thing the viewers will see before the break.
[COMMERCIAL BREAK]
