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Stepping Into The Spotlight
- Thread starter BrantCock
- Start date
Before heading out tonight I managed to get the next chapter written. I'm actually NOT stripping for a party the first time in four years on New Years Eve, so am looking forward to spending the evening with my friends.
Here's Chapter Fourteen. Hope you like it.
Happy New Years everyone. Be safe!
- Brant
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Chapter Fourteen
I had dinner with Tim before the gig. "I got a surprise for you before you go. Come by my room on your way out", he said. The gig was at 9 or 10 o'clock (I forget which - most of them were around then). Everyone else on my floor was heading out for the night and was asking if I had a strip thing going on. I didn't tell anyone this one was "special". I showered, trimmed a bit, preened, etc. (fortunately Rob was gone) and I went over to Tim's. Tim had bought me a pair of really hot underwear to strip from. I changed into them in front of him. Tim said, "You look awesome. Totally hot. You're gunna do great." I was definitely nervous, but I believe Tim - he was always honest.
The gig was at an apartment complex community building. The room was pretty big with lots of windows. Almost all of them had curtains pulled, but a couple windows off on the sides didn't have them. "No big deal", I thought to myself. You'd gone nearly nude in public before. I'm guessing there were about 30 people there - mostly women but a few guys. A giant "Happy 30th" sign was stretched out across part of one of the walls. Ages were mixed, but mostly late 20's and 30's looking, a few older. I did wonder if everyone knew I was going nude, or how much surprise it was to be. I learned pretty quick that I was expected and that people knew I was to get naked, which was actually a relief. I'm not comfortable forcing stuff on people and honestly didn't want to make someone feel uneasy.
I got started with my normal thing, having the partygoers taking off my clothes as much as possible. There was a lot of touching, more than normal, which was for sure making me hard. I know I had a huge buldge going in the sexy new underwear Tim bought me. Before long I was grinding a bit with the woman the party was for. It was pretty obvious she had been around male strippers before. She would move with me and rub against me, which was turning me on even more.
The music got to the point where I had decided I should take the underwear off. Being consistent with the partygoers taking off my clothes, I asked her if she wanted to pull them down. She got down on one knee, grabbed the sides of the underware and slid them off. My cock immediately bounced up and nearly nailed her in the chin. She stood back up and I gave her a big hug and kiss and wished her "Happy Birthday". Then I danced around a bit more in front of everyone, showing my junk off and making my cock bounce up and down with my hips.
I have to say if felt a little awkward, just like the soroity party which was my first non-nude gig but again I got in the zone and just rode the rush. After that tune ended I stopped, amidst some clapping and whistling. Pretty cool. I did it and they were happy. I went back to the birthday girl and gave another hug and kiss. I got dressed, left and headed to meet Rob.
Rob was sitting sideways in a booth, stretched out, watching TV and drinking beer. I went and sat down.
(Note: As before, I'm trying to capture the basics of the conversation we had. I don't remember the exact words, but remember completely the gist of the conversation, where it led and what we discussed. Also, the conversation as I'm presenting it will look like it occured over just a few minutes, where it was really mixed in with other conversation - a topic which kept coming up between other small talk.)
Me: "Hey man."
Rob: "How'd it go?"
Me: "Good".
Rob: "Cool."
I felt the same cold feeling as the other day. Rob wasn't really making eye contact. Although I was hoping it had something to do with something else, it was pretty obvious he had some problem with my stripping nude.
Me: "You usually just come out and say stuff. The gig tonight was a problem for you. My stripping never bothered you before."
Rob: "You weren't showing off your cock to everyone before."
Me: "Somehow I thought you might feel that way. I'm not doing anything with it, just taking it out."
Rob: "Were you hard?"
Me: "Yea."
(silence)
Me: "Look Rob, I really dig hanging out with you. I love showing off and it's not really anything sexual. Ok...well it's all sexual, but I'm not feeling anything towards any of the people I'm stripping for."
Rob: "So do you feel something towards me when you take off your clothes for me?"
Me: "Hell yea. You turn me on and I feel like we have a connection. I'm just entertaining them, nothing else."
Rob: "Was this thing tonight for guys or girls?"
Me: "Mostly girls, some guys."
Rob: "Any of the guys hot?"
Me: "Kinda maybe. I really wasn't paying attention to any of them. Just the girl the party was for."
Rob: "What if the party had been for a guy?"
Me: "Then I'd be paying attention to him, but that doesn't mean I'm gunna do more with him."
Rob: "Were they touching you?"
Me: "Yea, a little."
Me: "Rob, I don't want this to get in the way of wherever this is going with us. If I would have known you'd feel this way maybe I wouldn't have done it, but I really don't see an issue with it."
Rob: "Look, I've never felt about anyone the way I feel about you. It's more than just physical between us. There's a chemistry and I...I'm kinda falling for you. I love the way you like to show off, but I'm afraid you'll end up responding to someone who comes onto you."
Me: "Rob, I'm falling for you too. What I'm doing when I'm stripping is sexual, but it's because I get a rush by stripping and getting in front of people. I don't want to mess around with any of them. I want to mess around with you when I'm done."
Rob: "I don't know if it's fair to ask this, but will you promise me you'll not do anything with one of them?"
Me: "That sounds kinda like a boyfriend type of committment."
Rob: "Yea, I know."
Me: "Okay with me, I don't have a problem being your dude."
Rob: "Same here stud."
Rob smiled for the first time since I told him about the nude gig. That great smile he has. It seemed like the tension had left. I wanted to lean across the table and kiss him but held back.
Me: "I had fun tonight and made really good money. I have the opportunity to do more, but I don't want that to affect our friendship."
Rob: "I understand. I think I'll be okay now."
Me: "Cool. You're welcome to come along if it's okay with them. I'd love to have you watch and get all horned up for me."
Rob: "I'd like to, but I'd have trouble keeping my hands off you."
Me: "You could like jerk me off or something. That would be hot"
Rob: "I think we'll save that for us in private."
Me: "There's something I've been thinking about a lot lately."
Rob: "What's that?"
Me: "I want to know what it feels like to have my ass played with."
Rob: "Oh yea?"
Me: "Yea. I want you to be the first."
Rob: "Let's go!"
Here's Chapter Fourteen. Hope you like it.
Happy New Years everyone. Be safe!
- Brant
***********************************
Chapter Fourteen
I had dinner with Tim before the gig. "I got a surprise for you before you go. Come by my room on your way out", he said. The gig was at 9 or 10 o'clock (I forget which - most of them were around then). Everyone else on my floor was heading out for the night and was asking if I had a strip thing going on. I didn't tell anyone this one was "special". I showered, trimmed a bit, preened, etc. (fortunately Rob was gone) and I went over to Tim's. Tim had bought me a pair of really hot underwear to strip from. I changed into them in front of him. Tim said, "You look awesome. Totally hot. You're gunna do great." I was definitely nervous, but I believe Tim - he was always honest.
The gig was at an apartment complex community building. The room was pretty big with lots of windows. Almost all of them had curtains pulled, but a couple windows off on the sides didn't have them. "No big deal", I thought to myself. You'd gone nearly nude in public before. I'm guessing there were about 30 people there - mostly women but a few guys. A giant "Happy 30th" sign was stretched out across part of one of the walls. Ages were mixed, but mostly late 20's and 30's looking, a few older. I did wonder if everyone knew I was going nude, or how much surprise it was to be. I learned pretty quick that I was expected and that people knew I was to get naked, which was actually a relief. I'm not comfortable forcing stuff on people and honestly didn't want to make someone feel uneasy.
I got started with my normal thing, having the partygoers taking off my clothes as much as possible. There was a lot of touching, more than normal, which was for sure making me hard. I know I had a huge buldge going in the sexy new underwear Tim bought me. Before long I was grinding a bit with the woman the party was for. It was pretty obvious she had been around male strippers before. She would move with me and rub against me, which was turning me on even more.
The music got to the point where I had decided I should take the underwear off. Being consistent with the partygoers taking off my clothes, I asked her if she wanted to pull them down. She got down on one knee, grabbed the sides of the underware and slid them off. My cock immediately bounced up and nearly nailed her in the chin. She stood back up and I gave her a big hug and kiss and wished her "Happy Birthday". Then I danced around a bit more in front of everyone, showing my junk off and making my cock bounce up and down with my hips.
I have to say if felt a little awkward, just like the soroity party which was my first non-nude gig but again I got in the zone and just rode the rush. After that tune ended I stopped, amidst some clapping and whistling. Pretty cool. I did it and they were happy. I went back to the birthday girl and gave another hug and kiss. I got dressed, left and headed to meet Rob.
Rob was sitting sideways in a booth, stretched out, watching TV and drinking beer. I went and sat down.
(Note: As before, I'm trying to capture the basics of the conversation we had. I don't remember the exact words, but remember completely the gist of the conversation, where it led and what we discussed. Also, the conversation as I'm presenting it will look like it occured over just a few minutes, where it was really mixed in with other conversation - a topic which kept coming up between other small talk.)
Me: "Hey man."
Rob: "How'd it go?"
Me: "Good".
Rob: "Cool."
I felt the same cold feeling as the other day. Rob wasn't really making eye contact. Although I was hoping it had something to do with something else, it was pretty obvious he had some problem with my stripping nude.
Me: "You usually just come out and say stuff. The gig tonight was a problem for you. My stripping never bothered you before."
Rob: "You weren't showing off your cock to everyone before."
Me: "Somehow I thought you might feel that way. I'm not doing anything with it, just taking it out."
Rob: "Were you hard?"
Me: "Yea."
(silence)
Me: "Look Rob, I really dig hanging out with you. I love showing off and it's not really anything sexual. Ok...well it's all sexual, but I'm not feeling anything towards any of the people I'm stripping for."
Rob: "So do you feel something towards me when you take off your clothes for me?"
Me: "Hell yea. You turn me on and I feel like we have a connection. I'm just entertaining them, nothing else."
Rob: "Was this thing tonight for guys or girls?"
Me: "Mostly girls, some guys."
Rob: "Any of the guys hot?"
Me: "Kinda maybe. I really wasn't paying attention to any of them. Just the girl the party was for."
Rob: "What if the party had been for a guy?"
Me: "Then I'd be paying attention to him, but that doesn't mean I'm gunna do more with him."
Rob: "Were they touching you?"
Me: "Yea, a little."
Me: "Rob, I don't want this to get in the way of wherever this is going with us. If I would have known you'd feel this way maybe I wouldn't have done it, but I really don't see an issue with it."
Rob: "Look, I've never felt about anyone the way I feel about you. It's more than just physical between us. There's a chemistry and I...I'm kinda falling for you. I love the way you like to show off, but I'm afraid you'll end up responding to someone who comes onto you."
Me: "Rob, I'm falling for you too. What I'm doing when I'm stripping is sexual, but it's because I get a rush by stripping and getting in front of people. I don't want to mess around with any of them. I want to mess around with you when I'm done."
Rob: "I don't know if it's fair to ask this, but will you promise me you'll not do anything with one of them?"
Me: "That sounds kinda like a boyfriend type of committment."
Rob: "Yea, I know."
Me: "Okay with me, I don't have a problem being your dude."
Rob: "Same here stud."
Rob smiled for the first time since I told him about the nude gig. That great smile he has. It seemed like the tension had left. I wanted to lean across the table and kiss him but held back.
Me: "I had fun tonight and made really good money. I have the opportunity to do more, but I don't want that to affect our friendship."
Rob: "I understand. I think I'll be okay now."
Me: "Cool. You're welcome to come along if it's okay with them. I'd love to have you watch and get all horned up for me."
Rob: "I'd like to, but I'd have trouble keeping my hands off you."
Me: "You could like jerk me off or something. That would be hot"
Rob: "I think we'll save that for us in private."
Me: "There's something I've been thinking about a lot lately."
Rob: "What's that?"
Me: "I want to know what it feels like to have my ass played with."
Rob: "Oh yea?"
Me: "Yea. I want you to be the first."
Rob: "Let's go!"
You are welcome Rocobar. Those were maybe the most exciting times if my life. College is such an interesting period. It's unfortunate it had to end but if it didn't then it wouldn't be the same.
I have most of the next one written. It was another first for me. It brought back some pretty intense memories (and hardons while writing
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I have most of the next one written. It was another first for me. It brought back some pretty intense memories (and hardons while writing
.
pe_gay89
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Awesome. Can't wait to read more. 
Chapter Fifteen
Rob rode on the back of my bike back to his place, with his hands around my waist and trying to work his hands into my crotch all the way. We grabbed a couple beers out of his kitchen fridge on the way up to his room. As soon as we shut the door we put down the beers and our tongues went into each other’s mouths. Rob's hands were all over me. As he was biting my ear lobe he said, "I want to watch you strip for me stud", he said. I took a swig of my beer and pushed him onto the loveseat and took off my shirt. "Fuck man, you just look hotter every time!" he said. I stood up on the couch with my hips even with his head and pushed my growing bulge into his face. "Undo my pants Rob." He did and I slowly pulled them down and stepped out of them. "These are hot," he said, talking about the underwear. "When did you get these?" Shit, after the whole nude stripping issue, telling him Tim gave them to me just tonight might be a bit awkward. Rob knew Tim through me, and could probably make some guesses about Tim, but we never spoke about my history with Tim.
Being the clever guy that I am, instead of trying to explain about that now, I just said "they're new" and shoved my crotch into his face. With my hard cock pushing through the underwear and somewhat into his mouth I'm pretty sure he stopped thinking where they came from and only how he preferred they not be in the way for very long. I turned around and started pushing my ass into his face next. He reached up and started pulling of my underwear. I stopped him. "You first, I'm not on the clock", I said with a wink. I climbed off the loveseat and back onto the floor. "Stand up", I told him.
Rob stood up. I grabbed his hard cock through his jeans and squeezed it as I we kissed again. I wanted to say "I love you" but didn't. I stepped back and looked at him. His was wearing a pretty tight shirt and showed off his biceps and a good hint of his awesome chest. His cock was straining against his jeans. "You're so damn hot", I told him as I pulled his shirt up and over his head. I squatted down and started kissing his stomach, then gradually worked my way back up to his lips, making sure to feel his pecs and arms on the way. Then I reached down and undid his pants. I slid them off and kissed his cock - the cock which would be the very first to enter my ass. Rob's cock was thicker than Tim's. I'd seen pics of guys’ cocks, but you don't know what's really average from pics. I would learn in the years to come that Rob was thicker than most. Not that I've bottomed for a lot of guys since then, but Rob would rank second in girth to those I've taken. I licked his cock all over, took his balls in my mouth and then took his cock in my mouth for a few minutes. Rob pushed me off and said something like "Someone's over dressed". He pulled me up and took off my underwear, did the same thing to me and we made our way over to his bed.
Rob lay down on his bed and put his arms over his head. I have to say I still have that image in my head to this very day. Rob was just plain awesome to look at. His face, his pits, hit chest, his abs and that cock of his which pointed straight toward the ceiling. Any guy would want to just jump on top and start riding this dude, but he was mine now. I climbed on top of him, our cocks pinned between and us we made out for the longest time. Rob started leaking precum as our cocks ground against each other.
"Looks like the lube machine is getting ready for my ass", I said. Rob turned me over on my stomach and started massaging my shoulders, then made his way lower. "You're going to need to get good and relaxed for this. I'm gunna lube you up good, but it's going to hurt like hell for a little bit stud." I remember fucking Tim that first time. Tim just had to know what it was like and suffered through the pain. Rob is definitely bigger than me and I know Tim had been playing with his ass before I fucked him. I was a total virgin in that regard, not having even fingered myself.
Rob finished the massage with my butt and legs. Then he put a pillow under my waist and spread my legs apart. He spread apart my butt cheeks and started rimming my hole. That felt sooooo good. He told me to relax and started to press his tongue into my hole. "Going to push in a finger, try to relax", he said. He slid in a finger, then a couple. Although I felt a little stretch, it felt good after I relaxed. "That's good", he said, "way to relax. Feels good, doesn't it?" "Uh huh", I moaned as he slid his fingers in and out.
He pulled out his fingers and went to get some lube. "I'm gunna loosen you up more with another finger or two." With the lube Rob slid his fingers in and out several times. I don't know if he was using three or four, but I could tell I was resisting. My mind told my ass to relax and it did, but when I felt him on the outside and pushing it, I just tensed up. After a little while Rob asked if I was ready to try him. I didn't know if I was, but wasn't going to turn back, so told him to go for it. He crawled over next to me, put his arm around me and gave me a kiss. Since I was already on my stomach we decided to try doggie style. I wanted to watch him, but just left him in control, figuring he knew what was best.
Rob put more in me lubed up his cock then placed it against my hole. I knew to try to help him by pushing out like I was taking a dump. As he started to push in though I tensed up. We tried a few more times and on one of them I felt some intense pain. He was in!
Me: "Damn that fucking hurts. How far are you in?"
Rob: "Hardly at all man."
What? You've got to be shitting me. Hardly at all?
Rob: "You've got to relax more dude."
Me: "Maybe if your cock weren't so big I wouldn't have to."
We started laughing and what little bit he was into my popped out.
Rob: "Let's try another position."
Rob flipped be over on my back, pulled me to the edge of the bed and put my legs on his shoulders. Again I could feel the tip of his cock against my ass, but the view was awesome.
Me: "I like the view better this way."
Rob: "Me too stud. Now close your eyes, relax and take a deep breath and blow it out."
I was determined to make this happen. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, exhaled and pushed out. Rob gave a push in against me, sending my eyelids wide open.
Me: "FUCKIN A!"
Rob: "Stay still. I'm in. Just let the pain die".
I didn't think it ever would, but after what seemed forever of breathing heavy I actually felt myself relax. Really relax though, not trying to, but actually doing it.
Rob: "Good man. The hard part is over."
Me: "Good. I still like the view."
Rob: "It's awesome from here too stud."
I just loved it when Rob called me stud.
Little by little Rob rocked back and forth, working his way deeper. At times it still hurt, but not as bad. I sort of drifted off a little into fantasy land, looking at this fantastic looking guy I was really into, showing such signs of enjoyment on his face and at the same time, concern for me and not taking it too deep too fast. I watched him look at and admire my body and could see the expressions of enjoyment on his face, both of me and by the feelings from his cock getting deeper inside me.
Rob: "I'm in all the way. How's it feel?"
Me: "Okay. I'm not feeling the pain that I was before. Not exactly feeling the joy though either."
Rob: "That will come."
Rob leaned forward and kissed me, his cock fully embedded in my ass. Then he got back up and started rocking back and forth a little.
Rob: "You need to keep trying to relax. Try to just feel the warmth and the motion. I'll do the work, you just try to feel the experience."
Rob then started with short strokes, then longer ones, nice and slow. Like a switch was thrown I started to enjoy it. Rob could tell immediately, he was watching my face which was a total turn-on. Our eyes were just locked onto each other, like we were talking but without words. Such a connection we had. He was totally in control of me, I was totally submissive but at the same time he showed his caring and love.
Before long he picked up the pace and the length of his strokes. I knew I was moaning and I could feel my cock hardening. For a couple moments I thought I was going to cum. But I didn't. To my shock a little precum oozed out. I NEVER precum. I'm totally jealous of the guys who precum like crazy. But this time I did. Rob reached down with a finger and tasted it.
Rob: "Mmmmmm, nice and sweet."
I precame a little more and tasted it myself.
Me: "Shit, I've never done that before."
Rob: "We'll have to do this more often."
Me: "Yea...."
Rob started taking full thrust. I remember myself moaning and was beginning to stroke my cock a little too. It came upon me pretty suddenly.
Me: "Fuck man, I'm about to cum."
I shot a huge load over my stomach and onto my chest. If his cock hadn't been in me I would have easily shot over my head. And I came and came and came. So much cum.
Rob: "That was amazing."
Me: "How close are you?"
Rob: "Close, but I'm not gunna cum in your ass. Cum on your face turns me on too much - gunna own you."
Me: "Hell yea".
Rob pulled out, put my legs down and climbed on top. He took maybe two or three strokes on his cock and started blowing several loads onto my face and neck as I watched the volleys shoot out.
Rob: "Totally fucking hot!"
He leaned down to kiss me.
Rob: "Next time it's in your ass stud".
Me: "Hmm. Felt like it was my ass. Must have been someone else."
Rob: "You know what I mean. Your ass is mine."
Rob lay on top of me, our cum squishing between us and we made out for a bit. As the cum started cooling down we got off his bed and took a long hot shower together.
The next morning Rob fucked me again, this time cumming in my ass. It was easier. The pain wasn't as much, but I didn't enjoy it any less. I watched Rob the whole time. Submitting to someone so hot is such a turn on.
As we left to grab a bite to eat, Rob claimed the underwear Tim had bought me for his own. I sure didn't mind seeing his cock and ass in them, so I went commando with a hard on.
Rob rode on the back of my bike back to his place, with his hands around my waist and trying to work his hands into my crotch all the way. We grabbed a couple beers out of his kitchen fridge on the way up to his room. As soon as we shut the door we put down the beers and our tongues went into each other’s mouths. Rob's hands were all over me. As he was biting my ear lobe he said, "I want to watch you strip for me stud", he said. I took a swig of my beer and pushed him onto the loveseat and took off my shirt. "Fuck man, you just look hotter every time!" he said. I stood up on the couch with my hips even with his head and pushed my growing bulge into his face. "Undo my pants Rob." He did and I slowly pulled them down and stepped out of them. "These are hot," he said, talking about the underwear. "When did you get these?" Shit, after the whole nude stripping issue, telling him Tim gave them to me just tonight might be a bit awkward. Rob knew Tim through me, and could probably make some guesses about Tim, but we never spoke about my history with Tim.
Being the clever guy that I am, instead of trying to explain about that now, I just said "they're new" and shoved my crotch into his face. With my hard cock pushing through the underwear and somewhat into his mouth I'm pretty sure he stopped thinking where they came from and only how he preferred they not be in the way for very long. I turned around and started pushing my ass into his face next. He reached up and started pulling of my underwear. I stopped him. "You first, I'm not on the clock", I said with a wink. I climbed off the loveseat and back onto the floor. "Stand up", I told him.
Rob stood up. I grabbed his hard cock through his jeans and squeezed it as I we kissed again. I wanted to say "I love you" but didn't. I stepped back and looked at him. His was wearing a pretty tight shirt and showed off his biceps and a good hint of his awesome chest. His cock was straining against his jeans. "You're so damn hot", I told him as I pulled his shirt up and over his head. I squatted down and started kissing his stomach, then gradually worked my way back up to his lips, making sure to feel his pecs and arms on the way. Then I reached down and undid his pants. I slid them off and kissed his cock - the cock which would be the very first to enter my ass. Rob's cock was thicker than Tim's. I'd seen pics of guys’ cocks, but you don't know what's really average from pics. I would learn in the years to come that Rob was thicker than most. Not that I've bottomed for a lot of guys since then, but Rob would rank second in girth to those I've taken. I licked his cock all over, took his balls in my mouth and then took his cock in my mouth for a few minutes. Rob pushed me off and said something like "Someone's over dressed". He pulled me up and took off my underwear, did the same thing to me and we made our way over to his bed.
Rob lay down on his bed and put his arms over his head. I have to say I still have that image in my head to this very day. Rob was just plain awesome to look at. His face, his pits, hit chest, his abs and that cock of his which pointed straight toward the ceiling. Any guy would want to just jump on top and start riding this dude, but he was mine now. I climbed on top of him, our cocks pinned between and us we made out for the longest time. Rob started leaking precum as our cocks ground against each other.
"Looks like the lube machine is getting ready for my ass", I said. Rob turned me over on my stomach and started massaging my shoulders, then made his way lower. "You're going to need to get good and relaxed for this. I'm gunna lube you up good, but it's going to hurt like hell for a little bit stud." I remember fucking Tim that first time. Tim just had to know what it was like and suffered through the pain. Rob is definitely bigger than me and I know Tim had been playing with his ass before I fucked him. I was a total virgin in that regard, not having even fingered myself.
Rob finished the massage with my butt and legs. Then he put a pillow under my waist and spread my legs apart. He spread apart my butt cheeks and started rimming my hole. That felt sooooo good. He told me to relax and started to press his tongue into my hole. "Going to push in a finger, try to relax", he said. He slid in a finger, then a couple. Although I felt a little stretch, it felt good after I relaxed. "That's good", he said, "way to relax. Feels good, doesn't it?" "Uh huh", I moaned as he slid his fingers in and out.
He pulled out his fingers and went to get some lube. "I'm gunna loosen you up more with another finger or two." With the lube Rob slid his fingers in and out several times. I don't know if he was using three or four, but I could tell I was resisting. My mind told my ass to relax and it did, but when I felt him on the outside and pushing it, I just tensed up. After a little while Rob asked if I was ready to try him. I didn't know if I was, but wasn't going to turn back, so told him to go for it. He crawled over next to me, put his arm around me and gave me a kiss. Since I was already on my stomach we decided to try doggie style. I wanted to watch him, but just left him in control, figuring he knew what was best.
Rob put more in me lubed up his cock then placed it against my hole. I knew to try to help him by pushing out like I was taking a dump. As he started to push in though I tensed up. We tried a few more times and on one of them I felt some intense pain. He was in!
Me: "Damn that fucking hurts. How far are you in?"
Rob: "Hardly at all man."
What? You've got to be shitting me. Hardly at all?
Rob: "You've got to relax more dude."
Me: "Maybe if your cock weren't so big I wouldn't have to."
We started laughing and what little bit he was into my popped out.
Rob: "Let's try another position."
Rob flipped be over on my back, pulled me to the edge of the bed and put my legs on his shoulders. Again I could feel the tip of his cock against my ass, but the view was awesome.
Me: "I like the view better this way."
Rob: "Me too stud. Now close your eyes, relax and take a deep breath and blow it out."
I was determined to make this happen. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, exhaled and pushed out. Rob gave a push in against me, sending my eyelids wide open.
Me: "FUCKIN A!"
Rob: "Stay still. I'm in. Just let the pain die".
I didn't think it ever would, but after what seemed forever of breathing heavy I actually felt myself relax. Really relax though, not trying to, but actually doing it.
Rob: "Good man. The hard part is over."
Me: "Good. I still like the view."
Rob: "It's awesome from here too stud."
I just loved it when Rob called me stud.
Little by little Rob rocked back and forth, working his way deeper. At times it still hurt, but not as bad. I sort of drifted off a little into fantasy land, looking at this fantastic looking guy I was really into, showing such signs of enjoyment on his face and at the same time, concern for me and not taking it too deep too fast. I watched him look at and admire my body and could see the expressions of enjoyment on his face, both of me and by the feelings from his cock getting deeper inside me.
Rob: "I'm in all the way. How's it feel?"
Me: "Okay. I'm not feeling the pain that I was before. Not exactly feeling the joy though either."
Rob: "That will come."
Rob leaned forward and kissed me, his cock fully embedded in my ass. Then he got back up and started rocking back and forth a little.
Rob: "You need to keep trying to relax. Try to just feel the warmth and the motion. I'll do the work, you just try to feel the experience."
Rob then started with short strokes, then longer ones, nice and slow. Like a switch was thrown I started to enjoy it. Rob could tell immediately, he was watching my face which was a total turn-on. Our eyes were just locked onto each other, like we were talking but without words. Such a connection we had. He was totally in control of me, I was totally submissive but at the same time he showed his caring and love.
Before long he picked up the pace and the length of his strokes. I knew I was moaning and I could feel my cock hardening. For a couple moments I thought I was going to cum. But I didn't. To my shock a little precum oozed out. I NEVER precum. I'm totally jealous of the guys who precum like crazy. But this time I did. Rob reached down with a finger and tasted it.
Rob: "Mmmmmm, nice and sweet."
I precame a little more and tasted it myself.
Me: "Shit, I've never done that before."
Rob: "We'll have to do this more often."
Me: "Yea...."
Rob started taking full thrust. I remember myself moaning and was beginning to stroke my cock a little too. It came upon me pretty suddenly.
Me: "Fuck man, I'm about to cum."
I shot a huge load over my stomach and onto my chest. If his cock hadn't been in me I would have easily shot over my head. And I came and came and came. So much cum.
Rob: "That was amazing."
Me: "How close are you?"
Rob: "Close, but I'm not gunna cum in your ass. Cum on your face turns me on too much - gunna own you."
Me: "Hell yea".
Rob pulled out, put my legs down and climbed on top. He took maybe two or three strokes on his cock and started blowing several loads onto my face and neck as I watched the volleys shoot out.
Rob: "Totally fucking hot!"
He leaned down to kiss me.
Rob: "Next time it's in your ass stud".
Me: "Hmm. Felt like it was my ass. Must have been someone else."
Rob: "You know what I mean. Your ass is mine."
Rob lay on top of me, our cum squishing between us and we made out for a bit. As the cum started cooling down we got off his bed and took a long hot shower together.
The next morning Rob fucked me again, this time cumming in my ass. It was easier. The pain wasn't as much, but I didn't enjoy it any less. I watched Rob the whole time. Submitting to someone so hot is such a turn on.
As we left to grab a bite to eat, Rob claimed the underwear Tim had bought me for his own. I sure didn't mind seeing his cock and ass in them, so I went commando with a hard on.
pe_gay89
Porn Star
Great stuff, Brant, as usual. I love reading these recollections of yours.
Well, it's been a while since I've been able to get back to this. Sorry for the delay. I'm going to move through events a bit quicker. I want to do my best to bring this to the present, and at this rate it will be the end of this year before I get there.
Chapter Sixteen
Not long after I got fucked for my very first time the spring semester came to a close. I kept stripping (both nude and non-nude) through the summer as the "real job" I was hoping for their worked out. Rob went back home and worked for his dad's company back home and let me stay in his house for the summer. Rob and I met halfway between for a long weekend over the 4th of July. I'm pretty sure some of the families at the hotel were pretty happy to see us leave as we weren't exactly "tame" in our activities poolside when we were there. Not that we were naked or anything, but it was pretty clear we were with each other and more than once I'm sure people thought "get a room". Tim was also back home and wanted me to go visit, but I was Rob's dude and it just wouldn't have worked out anyway.
I did manage one noteworthy and different show-off experience over the summer. The job I had flew me into Omaha, Nebraska for a few days. I was at a Residence Inn (I think that's the chain) which had an outdoor hot tub. I bought a six pack of beer at a gas station nearby which didn't card me, grabbed one, put on some board shorts and went out to the hot tub. There were a few other guests there so we yapped for a bit, someone gave me another beer, etc. After a few beers I had to piss, so went back to my room and decided to change into something a little smaller and tighter than the board shorts. I kept doing this every time I took a piss until I went out to the hot tub in just some bikini underwear. The people at the hot tub had changed over a few times such that nobody at the end was there at the beginning. The last time I got out of the tub I know a couple people got a pretty good view of my hard cock through wet and tight underwear which they didn't expect. That paled in comparison to a lot of the other stuff, but was kinda fun and something that was pretty spontaneous.
As I said before, I pretty much had my show-off urges covered with strip gigs but really wanted to have Rob back so the sex could be just as fun. He made it back to town in late August and I have to say for that first week he was back before classes started was a week I probably haven't cum more or had my ass pounded as much as I did then. It was good to have Rob back around.
Fall semester brought another wave of drawing classes, strip gigs and sex with Rob. In the spring I turned 21 and was finally old enough to go where I wanted. It was at times a bit awkward around parties and that made it easier. Plus Rob and I could hang out at different places.
At a nude gig I did in the spring I got approached after I was done by a man who "had a friend" whom he thought would be interested in me to do something I hadn't done before....
Short chapter, but I wanted to get the ball rolling again. Obviously I left this hanging and will address that in the next chapter. For those of you who know me this will be about the "private collector" I may have shared.
Chapter Sixteen
Not long after I got fucked for my very first time the spring semester came to a close. I kept stripping (both nude and non-nude) through the summer as the "real job" I was hoping for their worked out. Rob went back home and worked for his dad's company back home and let me stay in his house for the summer. Rob and I met halfway between for a long weekend over the 4th of July. I'm pretty sure some of the families at the hotel were pretty happy to see us leave as we weren't exactly "tame" in our activities poolside when we were there. Not that we were naked or anything, but it was pretty clear we were with each other and more than once I'm sure people thought "get a room". Tim was also back home and wanted me to go visit, but I was Rob's dude and it just wouldn't have worked out anyway.
I did manage one noteworthy and different show-off experience over the summer. The job I had flew me into Omaha, Nebraska for a few days. I was at a Residence Inn (I think that's the chain) which had an outdoor hot tub. I bought a six pack of beer at a gas station nearby which didn't card me, grabbed one, put on some board shorts and went out to the hot tub. There were a few other guests there so we yapped for a bit, someone gave me another beer, etc. After a few beers I had to piss, so went back to my room and decided to change into something a little smaller and tighter than the board shorts. I kept doing this every time I took a piss until I went out to the hot tub in just some bikini underwear. The people at the hot tub had changed over a few times such that nobody at the end was there at the beginning. The last time I got out of the tub I know a couple people got a pretty good view of my hard cock through wet and tight underwear which they didn't expect. That paled in comparison to a lot of the other stuff, but was kinda fun and something that was pretty spontaneous.
As I said before, I pretty much had my show-off urges covered with strip gigs but really wanted to have Rob back so the sex could be just as fun. He made it back to town in late August and I have to say for that first week he was back before classes started was a week I probably haven't cum more or had my ass pounded as much as I did then. It was good to have Rob back around.
Fall semester brought another wave of drawing classes, strip gigs and sex with Rob. In the spring I turned 21 and was finally old enough to go where I wanted. It was at times a bit awkward around parties and that made it easier. Plus Rob and I could hang out at different places.
At a nude gig I did in the spring I got approached after I was done by a man who "had a friend" whom he thought would be interested in me to do something I hadn't done before....
Short chapter, but I wanted to get the ball rolling again. Obviously I left this hanging and will address that in the next chapter. For those of you who know me this will be about the "private collector" I may have shared.
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Been away for a bit - so got a chance to read like the last 6 chapters in a row. Had to clean up a bit after I got done reading.
Keep the stories coming, Brant!
Keep the stories coming, Brant!
Brant, I found your story today and have read the whole thing to this point. I love your writing style and loved to see it evolve. Looking fwd to the next instalment. Now I have an appointment with Mr. Right-Hand
Brant, I found your story today and have read the whole thing to this point. I love your writing style and loved to see it evolve. Looking fwd to the next instalment. Now I have an appointment with Mr. Right-Hand
Thanks sheep! If there's anything which brings me more satisfaction than knowing I'm helping to get someone off, I don't know what it is.
I haven't started yet on the next installment, but will when I get the chance.
Happy you're enjoying it.
- Brant
Well, despite it being a stressed out Monday, I managed to squeeze out the next chapter.
We left off at a strip gig I did, near the end of the Spring semester of my junior year of college.
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Chapter Seventeen
This gig where I had stripped was crazy hot. I had been doing a routine where I'd handcuff the person who the party was for with their hands in front of them at the very beginning of my routine. This way I could tease them like crazy. As I've mentioned before, I tried to get everyone in the audience involved in taking off my clothes as they wanted to be. Then, when it was time for my underwear to come off, I'd face the person with the handcuffs on, take out the key and drop it into my underwear. Then I'd life their arms up and put them around me, tell him to get the key, then turn towards the rest of the partygoers. So basically the handcuffed person had my back up against their chest and their arms around me with handcuffs on, digging in my underwear for the key to the handcuffs. I presume with some practice someone might be able to get the key out without removing the underwear, but after trying for a little bit, then would just pull them off. I was always hard when I was stripping and between the turn on of showing off and the hands rubbing all over my cock while they were trying to get the key, when the underwear came off I usually got a pretty good slap in the stomach when I finally got free.
I would then bend down, get the key, start kissing them, put their hands on my ass, reach behind me and unlock the handcuffs. I'd then work my way through everyone in the audience one more time. This particular group seemed to be a bit grabbier than most, to the point of a few taking a few strokes on my cock in exchange for a tip. About half the time after I was done I was invited to stick around for a couple drinks. I was doing just that when a man came up to me and started a very interested exchange.
Him: "That was a fantastic show you did. You're very good at it and you have a great body."
Me: "Thanks. I'm Brant. Nice to meet you."
Him: "Nice to meet you too. Have you ever done or considered doing any porn?"
Me: "Um...haven't done any. I've thought about it before, but don't think I'm ready to be quite that 'public'."
Him: "I have a very good friend who has a private porn collection. He wants young, athletic guys in them who haven't done porn and don't plan to. Can I ask you if you're gay?"
Me: "Yea, pretty much. I have a boyfriend and all."
Him: "If you want to think about it I can tell you he would pay you very well and the video would remain in his collection. May I leave you my number? If you want to talk about it more just call me. If you never call me, that's fine. No pressure. You have the look he likes and I can tell you like to show-off. If you like sex as much as stripping you'd really enjoy this and it would give you some of an idea what it's really like to be in porn."
Overall, I felt flattered. I mean really flattered. I mixed a little more with some of the other guests and mulled through this a little bit as I talked with people. Before I left the party I got the guy's number and told him I'd like to know more. He gave me a card and said if I've definitely made up my mind we can talk more then or before he leaves town in a couple days. Sometimes I can be pretty spontaneous and agreed to get together with him then.
We went back to his hotel and went into the bar. I started by telling him that I didn't mean to be disrespectful, but that this could be a way just to try to get me in bed with him or something (pretty rude, I know). He laughed and said he understood and pretty much laid it all out.
The people who hosted the party were good friends who he hadn't seen in a few years and didn't know there was even going to be a stripper until he got to town. He lived Florida and worked for this friend who had the private collection. There was a North-western University student in Chicago who was also interested. If I was interested, the process would be as follows. They would put me in touch the dude in Chicago so we could exchange emails, pictures or phone calls or whatever so we could decide if we were interested in doing the porn with each other. If, after meeting each other that way we'd like to proceed, we would be required to sign a contract to do the video. We'd each be paid a flat amount and the video would consist of several shoots (pardon the pun). Unless all parties agreed to a change, each guy would be required to jerk the other guy off, give him a blow job and get fucked by him. So, three cum shots by each guy total was the commitment. If we wanted to do more and they wanted to shoot more, we would be paid more too. His friend would pre-pay all expenses.
My concern for the video staying private was addressed as well. They had handled this before and the guys who starred in the videos never received a copy so there wasn't the temptation for one of them to try to sell it or share it with anyone who might. Upon the death of the man who was "commissioning" the video, the library was to be destroyed, all handled by a law firm he had hired. And should that only copy somehow get out of his collection there would be set aside a rather substantial fund which would then be paid to the performers in the video, also handled by the law firm. To be honest, I hope they leak the video. The amount on money in that fund, even after being split with the guy I did the video with, is more than enough to retire off of.
He told me to call him the next week if I was still interested and he'd put me in touch with the stud in Chicago.
I went back to Rob's unsure if to tell him about it or not. I felt like I shouldn't hide it from him, but I also knew how he would feel. I was interested in pursuing this though.
Me: "Hey man, ever think about screwing around on camera? Doing some porn?"
Rob: "No. You? Duh, of course you've thought about it. Why do you ask?"
Me: "Oh...some guy at the party tonight was telling me about an opportunity."
Rob: "Tell me about it."
So I told Rob about it. He was surprisingly supportive.
Rob: "If it's all on the up and up and the other dudes clean and all, why not. That's really good money and it's not gunna cost you anything to do it."
Me: "You wouldn't mind?"
Rob: "Dude, who knows what's going to happen with us after graduation. Plus, this is your kinda thing. I'm not worried about you getting attached to some guy you fuck around with in a video on a weekend. I think you'd love doing it."
I called the guy from Florida and got the email address and phone number of the dude from Chicago who would be given my contact info too.
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The next chapter will be about what I'd have to say to this day is the most unique experience I've ever had.
Take care all.
- Brant
We left off at a strip gig I did, near the end of the Spring semester of my junior year of college.
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Chapter Seventeen
This gig where I had stripped was crazy hot. I had been doing a routine where I'd handcuff the person who the party was for with their hands in front of them at the very beginning of my routine. This way I could tease them like crazy. As I've mentioned before, I tried to get everyone in the audience involved in taking off my clothes as they wanted to be. Then, when it was time for my underwear to come off, I'd face the person with the handcuffs on, take out the key and drop it into my underwear. Then I'd life their arms up and put them around me, tell him to get the key, then turn towards the rest of the partygoers. So basically the handcuffed person had my back up against their chest and their arms around me with handcuffs on, digging in my underwear for the key to the handcuffs. I presume with some practice someone might be able to get the key out without removing the underwear, but after trying for a little bit, then would just pull them off.
I was always hard when I was stripping and between the turn on of showing off and the hands rubbing all over my cock while they were trying to get the key, when the underwear came off I usually got a pretty good slap in the stomach when I finally got free.I would then bend down, get the key, start kissing them, put their hands on my ass, reach behind me and unlock the handcuffs. I'd then work my way through everyone in the audience one more time. This particular group seemed to be a bit grabbier than most, to the point of a few taking a few strokes on my cock in exchange for a tip. About half the time after I was done I was invited to stick around for a couple drinks. I was doing just that when a man came up to me and started a very interested exchange.
Him: "That was a fantastic show you did. You're very good at it and you have a great body."
Me: "Thanks. I'm Brant. Nice to meet you."
Him: "Nice to meet you too. Have you ever done or considered doing any porn?"
Me: "Um...haven't done any. I've thought about it before, but don't think I'm ready to be quite that 'public'."
Him: "I have a very good friend who has a private porn collection. He wants young, athletic guys in them who haven't done porn and don't plan to. Can I ask you if you're gay?"
Me: "Yea, pretty much. I have a boyfriend and all."
Him: "If you want to think about it I can tell you he would pay you very well and the video would remain in his collection. May I leave you my number? If you want to talk about it more just call me. If you never call me, that's fine. No pressure. You have the look he likes and I can tell you like to show-off. If you like sex as much as stripping you'd really enjoy this and it would give you some of an idea what it's really like to be in porn."
Overall, I felt flattered. I mean really flattered. I mixed a little more with some of the other guests and mulled through this a little bit as I talked with people. Before I left the party I got the guy's number and told him I'd like to know more. He gave me a card and said if I've definitely made up my mind we can talk more then or before he leaves town in a couple days. Sometimes I can be pretty spontaneous and agreed to get together with him then.
We went back to his hotel and went into the bar. I started by telling him that I didn't mean to be disrespectful, but that this could be a way just to try to get me in bed with him or something (pretty rude, I know). He laughed and said he understood and pretty much laid it all out.
The people who hosted the party were good friends who he hadn't seen in a few years and didn't know there was even going to be a stripper until he got to town. He lived Florida and worked for this friend who had the private collection. There was a North-western University student in Chicago who was also interested. If I was interested, the process would be as follows. They would put me in touch the dude in Chicago so we could exchange emails, pictures or phone calls or whatever so we could decide if we were interested in doing the porn with each other. If, after meeting each other that way we'd like to proceed, we would be required to sign a contract to do the video. We'd each be paid a flat amount and the video would consist of several shoots (pardon the pun). Unless all parties agreed to a change, each guy would be required to jerk the other guy off, give him a blow job and get fucked by him. So, three cum shots by each guy total was the commitment. If we wanted to do more and they wanted to shoot more, we would be paid more too. His friend would pre-pay all expenses.
My concern for the video staying private was addressed as well. They had handled this before and the guys who starred in the videos never received a copy so there wasn't the temptation for one of them to try to sell it or share it with anyone who might. Upon the death of the man who was "commissioning" the video, the library was to be destroyed, all handled by a law firm he had hired. And should that only copy somehow get out of his collection there would be set aside a rather substantial fund which would then be paid to the performers in the video, also handled by the law firm. To be honest, I hope they leak the video. The amount on money in that fund, even after being split with the guy I did the video with, is more than enough to retire off of.
He told me to call him the next week if I was still interested and he'd put me in touch with the stud in Chicago.
I went back to Rob's unsure if to tell him about it or not. I felt like I shouldn't hide it from him, but I also knew how he would feel. I was interested in pursuing this though.
Me: "Hey man, ever think about screwing around on camera? Doing some porn?"
Rob: "No. You? Duh, of course you've thought about it. Why do you ask?"
Me: "Oh...some guy at the party tonight was telling me about an opportunity."
Rob: "Tell me about it."
So I told Rob about it. He was surprisingly supportive.
Rob: "If it's all on the up and up and the other dudes clean and all, why not. That's really good money and it's not gunna cost you anything to do it."
Me: "You wouldn't mind?"
Rob: "Dude, who knows what's going to happen with us after graduation. Plus, this is your kinda thing. I'm not worried about you getting attached to some guy you fuck around with in a video on a weekend. I think you'd love doing it."
I called the guy from Florida and got the email address and phone number of the dude from Chicago who would be given my contact info too.
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As always - please post a reply. And rate the story too!!!
The next chapter will be about what I'd have to say to this day is the most unique experience I've ever had.
Take care all.
- Brant
Oh my! That's an interesting twist. This just gets better all the time
You are quite welcome. I have enjoyed writing about them. And yes, that's me.
