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Stepping Into The Spotlight
- Thread starter BrantCock
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Thanks Autolycus! Funny how just a little encouragement keeps us going. I got a big part of the next chapter drafted. If I get the time I might have it up tomorrow. The porn experience will probably take a few chapters. I don't think anyone will mind.
Here's the next installment. Damn this all brings back so many great memories 
And, I want to say again. I've got things people said it quotes in here. Exactly what was said is probably a little bit different, but the jist of what was said the the meaning I've done my best to capture.
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Chapter Eighteen
I'm going to introduce three people at this point. These are not their real names. Chris is the stud from Northwestern I'd would be starring in the porn with. Paul is the guy in Florida who was "commissioning" the video and Brian was works for Paul. Brian was the organizer and "director" of the porn. (Note that Brian wasn't the same guy I had met at the strip gig. I didn't actually see him when I was in Florida but heard him mentioned a couple times.)
Where I pickup with the story though is pre-Florida. I had been put in touch with Chris. We're at the stage where we needed to make a decision if we were interested in doing the porn together. If either one of us wasn't interested, the deal would be off. I got a FedEx package mid-week with the legal stuff so I could look that over too.
I shot an email off to Chris asking him if wanted to IM or talk by phone. I got a Yahoo address back right away, took a deep breath, added him and started a chat conversation. We first covered the basics - that we both had been approached by someone to do this, though under somewhat different circumstances. He was actually from Florida and was approached there at a club. Of course we quickly went to wondering what each other looked like. He said he was just under six feet and very athletic and straight acting. Rob was just a little shorter than me, but guys who are a little bigger really turned my crank (and still do). He had brown hair (I totally dig black but felt I could manage given he had to be smokin hot). Like me, he was 21.
We exchanged some pics and there was little doubt in my mind I would love to experience that body in person. I was pretty excited thinking about getting fucked by someone other than Rob and since Rob really never bottomed, I was excited about maybe getting to screw Chris. For those of you wondering about cock size, Chris was just a tad over 8" and I'd say pretty average thickness. Compared to what I was used to, Chris was longer and not as thick. Rob really had an abnormally thick cock. I'll describe Chris a bit more when I get to when I first got to see it.
We decided we wanted to talk on the phone to get an idea what the other guy's voice was like so he called me. He had a masculine voice, much like mine, so that was good. We discuss prior sexual experiences and safe sex practices. Although he had a few partners other than me, he had always been safe and he pointed out to me that the legal documents required we both pass a screening a week before the shoot and condoms had to be worn during the anal sex scenes. I hadn't read them yet at that point and thought it was pretty cool that stuff was in there.
I have to say I was pretty jacked at that point (yea, I left that one open) and was hoping he felt the same way. I almost didn't want to bring it up on the phone because if he said he wasn't interested anymore, it was because of me. Plus, I felt this like was something I should sleep on, so to speak. This WAS porn. And much as the idea turned me on that I could actually in front of the camera, what if it did get out? Sure that was not the plan and there was a bunch of money attached if it did, but I wasn't comfortable with everyone I know (mainly family) knowing that I did gay porn (or messed around with guys, for that matter).
I told Chris how I was feeling and said it definitely wasn't because of him if I decided not to do it. Chris expressed he was totally in and hoped I would decide to go for it.
I talked it over with Rob again and also Tim. College was full of opportunities for the taking. I shot Chris an email a couple days later and sent the contract back to Paul. I was committed.
It was too close to the end of the semester for both Chris and I to find a block of days which worked while school was in so we all agreed the week after my finals (which was last) would be best. Chris was going to head back home for a couple weeks before going back to Chicago for a summer job so would be there when I arrived. It was good mentally to have the couple weeks away. I'm really not self-concious about my body, but wanted to hit a gym a little extra hard and burn off a little fat so I could look a little more ripped for Chris and the camera. It probably didn't make any difference, but in my mind it did.
Rob graduated and before he left we had one last totally intense night of sex before he left. I was gunna miss hanging out with him. I got a job with the same company I worked for the summer before and they agreed to let me start after I got back from Florida.
Now let me tell you what a class dude Paul was about this whole thing. He personally called me after I agreed to do it to thank me, let me know he wanted me to be comfortable and that I should let him know if at any point I become uncomfortable. He wanted to know if I had any special needs or desires that should be addressed. He gave me an idea of the schedule. The day I arrived we would all meet to get to know each other. He's show us where we'd be shooting the video and then let Chris and I hang out most of the following day to get comfortable with each other. Chris and I would stay at a hotel, but in separate rooms. We'd start shooting the video near the end of that second day.
I had a hardon the entire way down to Florida. I didn't jerk off the night before cause just in case we ended up shooting a scene that night (even though Paul said we wouldn't) I wanted to be able to deliver a huge cumshot.
I arrived on a Thursday and was met outside security by Brian. I was hoping Chris would be there too. There were a couple of really hot guys, wearing tank tops and shorts - I was going to like the eye candy here. I didn't bring much clothes, being in Florida and all and not planning on wearing them much of the time. Some board shorts, cargos, a white button up shirt and Dockers (Paul told me to bring something nice which wasn't shorts) and a few different styles of underwear. All of it fit in a carry on bag so I had no checked luggage. It was late afternoon and Brian said he'd take me by the hotel to change before dinner and grab a shower if I wanted. Paul would meet us as the restaurant and Chris was already in the area just hanging out waiting for me to arrive.
The hotel was as nice as I'd ever been to. Brian went up to the counter, signed something and handed me a key. I invited him up to the room so he didn't have to wait in the lobby - an invitation he declined. "It's your room, your place to be alone while you're here. Take your time."
I grabbed a shower, decided to iron the shirt and pants. I figured I was pale enough from lack of much sun so had brought down a white button up polo and light Dockers. I went back down the the lobby. Brian called Paul to tell him we were on our way and then dialed Chris' number and handed the phone to me.
Chris: "Hello."
Me: "Hey man, it's Brant."
Chris: "Hey stud, you here?"
Me: "Yea man, we're heading to meet you now."
Chris: "Awesome. Can't wait to see you in person. You ready for all of this?"
Me: "Fuck yea. Was boned on the plane all the way down."
Chris: "Yea, I've been walking around down here with a hardon for the last hour or so. If you're half as good looking in person as you are in pictures I might bust in my pants when I see you."
Me: "Should be fun to see."
Chris: "Haha...alright, see you in a few"
Turned out we were about a 10 minute walk away from the restaurant. Sweet, only 10 minutes and I'd get to meet Chris in person. I was semi-hard with anticipation and apparently it showed.
Brian: "Looks like you're more than a little excited to meet Chris."
Me: "Haha - yea I guess so Brian. Chris' pics were really hot."
Brian: "Chris is a great looking guy. We've been wanted to pair him up with someone for about six months. You're perfect for him."
Me: "I'm honored. Can't wait to meet him and Paul."
We walked along a river from the hotel to the restaurant. On the side we were on was a shopping/restaurant/bar area and on the other side of the river was a couple restaurants and some amazing looking homes. We had some casual conversation as we walked. Brian was easy to talk to and I was comfortable around him. I was also checking out guys everywhere. Brian and I started commenting on them as we walked. I had figured he was probably gay. He spoke very freely about them and how one had a sweet ass, a great looking face or whatever.
As we got close to the restaurant I spotted Chris. In contrast to me, he was wearing all black. I think he spotted us about the same time and a big smile came over his face. I walked up and offered a handshake. Chris took the hand shake and pulled my arm towards his left to make me turn around a little so he could check out my butt. "Mmmmm, now that looks nice. I'm going to enjoy working my way into there," he said. I was tempted to grab his cock and tell him I was was looking forward to that, but just smiled and winked..
Chris and Brian shook hands, we went into the restaurant, were seated and ordered a few beers. After a couple minutes Brian's phone rang. It was Paul. Brian excused himself to go meet Paul.
Chris: "Dude, this is going to be so fucking hot. I can't wait to see what you look like naked.
Me: "Yea man, I'm boned to see more of you too. Had you met Paul and Brian already?"
Chris: "Yea, I met both of them last year. I was pretty specific about what kind of guy I'd be willing to do this with."
Me: "Do you live here?"
Chris: "No, few hours north of here. Drove down earlier. Have you seen the hotel?"
Me: "Yea, that place rocks. I guess we're shooting at Paul's house."
Chris: "Yea, there and maybe some at the beach if that's cool with you."
Me: "Sure, no issues with the beach here. Maybe it will get some color in my skin."
Chris: "Haha. I've had some sun the last week or so".
Me: "You look great man."
Chris: "Fuck me. So do you."
We chatted for just a few minutes more and Brian and Paul showed up. Having only had a phone conversation with Paul I only had guessed at his age, based on his voice. He was probably in his mid-40's, a little over 6 feet and looked in good shape. Brian was very similar in looks and probably a few years younger. Brian worked for Paul and I don't think there was anymore to their relationship, anyway nothing that we were let on to believe. Paul was a tycoon. I can't say more than that here publically, but is a self made man who built a great deal from absolutely nothing.
I stood up and shook hands with Paul, as did Chris. They sat down and Paul spoke.
"Gentlemen, I'm really happy you're here. As you know I have a taste for gay porn and like the idea I have something unique, not only that I have the only copy, but that it's real sex between a couple hard fit young men like yourselves. I want you to feel relaxed and comfortable. We're not going to be on a schedule, but I do want to get all the scenes shot over the next two or three days. We'll start shooting sometime tomorrow afternoon or early evening and I want the two of you to just go off and have fun together during the daytime. There's a car you can use at the hotel or you can take Chris' car. I do have a couple requests. First, until all the scenes for the video have been shot no sex between the two of you or any jerking yourself off. I want all your sexual energy on video from now until we're done. The second request is that you are discreet about what you are here for."
We both indicated we were cool with all of that. I, of course, had to start making jokes. "Well Chris said if I looked half as good in person as I did in pictures he was gunna bust in his pants. Does that count? How about wet dreams?"
We all laughed and Paul told Brian to arrange for cameras under the sheets of the bed in case we came during the night.
We all raised our glasses for a toast. Paul and Brian both started asking us questions about what we were studying in school, what we wanted to do when we graduated and our future. It didn't take all that long for the conversation to get to sex, starting with me and how I ended up getting into stripping. Chris hadn't done anything like it and said he wouldn't be that comfortable in front of a group. Speaking of groups, I wanted to know how many would be present at the shooting of the porn. Brian was basically in charge of the shoot, but Paul would be there too, mainly because he wanted to watch us. There would be two cameras, bascially one on each of us, so two cameramen and a third guy who would handle recording audio. If five guys watching made it so Chris or I was uncomfortable, then would pair back a bit and Brian could run one of the cameras.
Brian: "We've done a couple of these already and find that after a scene or two guys seem to forget about the cameras and other people."
Me: "I think I'll be okay with it. I'm usually pretty aware of people when I'm stripping, but I get pretty turned on getting watched, so I don't think it will be an issue."
Chris: "I'll be focusing too much on Brant to care."
Damn I couldn't wait to start shooting! (And I'm not talking about just the video.)
After we finished eating Brian paid the bill and Paul said he wanted to take us back to his place so we could see where we'd be shooting the video. We left the restaurant and walked over to the edge of the river and onto a small boat. It took about 10 minutes and we were at the back of Paul's house.
We walked past a killrt outdoor pool and into a large living room. Paul gave us a tour of part of the house and we ended the tour in what was made to look like a large bedroom. About a third of the room was occupied by a king sized bed and some assorted furniture. There were three cameras on mobile tripods and a bank of other video production and editing equipment on one side of the room. On the other were chairs and several video displays. There were many lights on the ceiling in various places and monitors too. Brian hit a few buttons on a panel an the lighting changed to highlight the bedroom area. We walked over to it and with the lights how they were it felt like you were actually in a bedroom, rather than a big room with a bed. Very cool. Off the bedroom was a bathroom with a large walk in shower and a jacuzzi tub, also with ceiling mounted lights. These guys were serious about this, which was awesome.
The boat took Chris and I back to the hotel. We had a couple beers in the hotel bar and decided we should call it a night. I was a little tired from the travel and we both wanted to be fresh for the next day.
We met for breakfast in the morning. Chris was a golfer (I'm not) but we agreed to hit a nine hold par three course which we did after breakfast. We had lunch and cruised to the beach. I think we wanted to see the other guy without a shirt on. Well, we wanted to see the other guy without anything on, but had to wait. Chris without a shirt should be on a billboard somewhere. He was beautifully proportioned and I was honored he wanted to make the video with me.. That he was just a little bigger than me so turned me on and I really wanted to see what was in those shorts of his and only had a few more hours to wait. We both had major wood walking along the beach. Around mid-afternoon we went back to our rooms and showered. I put on some bikini briefs Rob had bought me along with some cargo shorts and a casual button up shirt, then met Chris in the lobby. Chris also had on cargos, but a sleevless shirt which he looked so hot in. I almost asked him what kind of underwear he had on, but decided to save it until I could just pull them off him myself.
We called Brian and he sent a boat over. We got on and it headed to Paul's.
The fun was about to begin. I think Chris and I smiled and checked each other out all the way there.
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Whew, that was a long one. Now I'll be working late tonight to do what I should have been doing this afternoon.
I'll spend a few chapters here in Florida. Good times.
And as Autolycus said - RATE THE STORY - if you like any anyway. If you don't keep it to yourself
)
And keep the comments coming too!
And, I want to say again. I've got things people said it quotes in here. Exactly what was said is probably a little bit different, but the jist of what was said the the meaning I've done my best to capture.
*********************
Chapter Eighteen
I'm going to introduce three people at this point. These are not their real names. Chris is the stud from Northwestern I'd would be starring in the porn with. Paul is the guy in Florida who was "commissioning" the video and Brian was works for Paul. Brian was the organizer and "director" of the porn. (Note that Brian wasn't the same guy I had met at the strip gig. I didn't actually see him when I was in Florida but heard him mentioned a couple times.)
Where I pickup with the story though is pre-Florida. I had been put in touch with Chris. We're at the stage where we needed to make a decision if we were interested in doing the porn together. If either one of us wasn't interested, the deal would be off. I got a FedEx package mid-week with the legal stuff so I could look that over too.
I shot an email off to Chris asking him if wanted to IM or talk by phone. I got a Yahoo address back right away, took a deep breath, added him and started a chat conversation. We first covered the basics - that we both had been approached by someone to do this, though under somewhat different circumstances. He was actually from Florida and was approached there at a club. Of course we quickly went to wondering what each other looked like. He said he was just under six feet and very athletic and straight acting. Rob was just a little shorter than me, but guys who are a little bigger really turned my crank (and still do). He had brown hair (I totally dig black but felt I could manage given he had to be smokin hot). Like me, he was 21.
We exchanged some pics and there was little doubt in my mind I would love to experience that body in person. I was pretty excited thinking about getting fucked by someone other than Rob and since Rob really never bottomed, I was excited about maybe getting to screw Chris. For those of you wondering about cock size, Chris was just a tad over 8" and I'd say pretty average thickness. Compared to what I was used to, Chris was longer and not as thick. Rob really had an abnormally thick cock. I'll describe Chris a bit more when I get to when I first got to see it.
We decided we wanted to talk on the phone to get an idea what the other guy's voice was like so he called me. He had a masculine voice, much like mine, so that was good. We discuss prior sexual experiences and safe sex practices. Although he had a few partners other than me, he had always been safe and he pointed out to me that the legal documents required we both pass a screening a week before the shoot and condoms had to be worn during the anal sex scenes. I hadn't read them yet at that point and thought it was pretty cool that stuff was in there.
I have to say I was pretty jacked at that point (yea, I left that one open) and was hoping he felt the same way. I almost didn't want to bring it up on the phone because if he said he wasn't interested anymore, it was because of me. Plus, I felt this like was something I should sleep on, so to speak. This WAS porn. And much as the idea turned me on that I could actually in front of the camera, what if it did get out? Sure that was not the plan and there was a bunch of money attached if it did, but I wasn't comfortable with everyone I know (mainly family) knowing that I did gay porn (or messed around with guys, for that matter).
I told Chris how I was feeling and said it definitely wasn't because of him if I decided not to do it. Chris expressed he was totally in and hoped I would decide to go for it.
I talked it over with Rob again and also Tim. College was full of opportunities for the taking. I shot Chris an email a couple days later and sent the contract back to Paul. I was committed.
It was too close to the end of the semester for both Chris and I to find a block of days which worked while school was in so we all agreed the week after my finals (which was last) would be best. Chris was going to head back home for a couple weeks before going back to Chicago for a summer job so would be there when I arrived. It was good mentally to have the couple weeks away. I'm really not self-concious about my body, but wanted to hit a gym a little extra hard and burn off a little fat so I could look a little more ripped for Chris and the camera. It probably didn't make any difference, but in my mind it did.
Rob graduated and before he left we had one last totally intense night of sex before he left. I was gunna miss hanging out with him. I got a job with the same company I worked for the summer before and they agreed to let me start after I got back from Florida.
Now let me tell you what a class dude Paul was about this whole thing. He personally called me after I agreed to do it to thank me, let me know he wanted me to be comfortable and that I should let him know if at any point I become uncomfortable. He wanted to know if I had any special needs or desires that should be addressed. He gave me an idea of the schedule. The day I arrived we would all meet to get to know each other. He's show us where we'd be shooting the video and then let Chris and I hang out most of the following day to get comfortable with each other. Chris and I would stay at a hotel, but in separate rooms. We'd start shooting the video near the end of that second day.
I had a hardon the entire way down to Florida. I didn't jerk off the night before cause just in case we ended up shooting a scene that night (even though Paul said we wouldn't) I wanted to be able to deliver a huge cumshot.
I arrived on a Thursday and was met outside security by Brian. I was hoping Chris would be there too. There were a couple of really hot guys, wearing tank tops and shorts - I was going to like the eye candy here. I didn't bring much clothes, being in Florida and all and not planning on wearing them much of the time. Some board shorts, cargos, a white button up shirt and Dockers (Paul told me to bring something nice which wasn't shorts) and a few different styles of underwear. All of it fit in a carry on bag so I had no checked luggage. It was late afternoon and Brian said he'd take me by the hotel to change before dinner and grab a shower if I wanted. Paul would meet us as the restaurant and Chris was already in the area just hanging out waiting for me to arrive.
The hotel was as nice as I'd ever been to. Brian went up to the counter, signed something and handed me a key. I invited him up to the room so he didn't have to wait in the lobby - an invitation he declined. "It's your room, your place to be alone while you're here. Take your time."
I grabbed a shower, decided to iron the shirt and pants. I figured I was pale enough from lack of much sun so had brought down a white button up polo and light Dockers. I went back down the the lobby. Brian called Paul to tell him we were on our way and then dialed Chris' number and handed the phone to me.
Chris: "Hello."
Me: "Hey man, it's Brant."
Chris: "Hey stud, you here?"
Me: "Yea man, we're heading to meet you now."
Chris: "Awesome. Can't wait to see you in person. You ready for all of this?"
Me: "Fuck yea. Was boned on the plane all the way down."
Chris: "Yea, I've been walking around down here with a hardon for the last hour or so. If you're half as good looking in person as you are in pictures I might bust in my pants when I see you."
Me: "Should be fun to see."
Chris: "Haha...alright, see you in a few"
Turned out we were about a 10 minute walk away from the restaurant. Sweet, only 10 minutes and I'd get to meet Chris in person. I was semi-hard with anticipation and apparently it showed.
Brian: "Looks like you're more than a little excited to meet Chris."
Me: "Haha - yea I guess so Brian. Chris' pics were really hot."
Brian: "Chris is a great looking guy. We've been wanted to pair him up with someone for about six months. You're perfect for him."
Me: "I'm honored. Can't wait to meet him and Paul."
We walked along a river from the hotel to the restaurant. On the side we were on was a shopping/restaurant/bar area and on the other side of the river was a couple restaurants and some amazing looking homes. We had some casual conversation as we walked. Brian was easy to talk to and I was comfortable around him. I was also checking out guys everywhere. Brian and I started commenting on them as we walked. I had figured he was probably gay. He spoke very freely about them and how one had a sweet ass, a great looking face or whatever.
As we got close to the restaurant I spotted Chris. In contrast to me, he was wearing all black. I think he spotted us about the same time and a big smile came over his face. I walked up and offered a handshake. Chris took the hand shake and pulled my arm towards his left to make me turn around a little so he could check out my butt. "Mmmmm, now that looks nice. I'm going to enjoy working my way into there," he said. I was tempted to grab his cock and tell him I was was looking forward to that, but just smiled and winked..
Chris and Brian shook hands, we went into the restaurant, were seated and ordered a few beers. After a couple minutes Brian's phone rang. It was Paul. Brian excused himself to go meet Paul.
Chris: "Dude, this is going to be so fucking hot. I can't wait to see what you look like naked.
Me: "Yea man, I'm boned to see more of you too. Had you met Paul and Brian already?"
Chris: "Yea, I met both of them last year. I was pretty specific about what kind of guy I'd be willing to do this with."
Me: "Do you live here?"
Chris: "No, few hours north of here. Drove down earlier. Have you seen the hotel?"
Me: "Yea, that place rocks. I guess we're shooting at Paul's house."
Chris: "Yea, there and maybe some at the beach if that's cool with you."
Me: "Sure, no issues with the beach here. Maybe it will get some color in my skin."
Chris: "Haha. I've had some sun the last week or so".
Me: "You look great man."
Chris: "Fuck me. So do you."
We chatted for just a few minutes more and Brian and Paul showed up. Having only had a phone conversation with Paul I only had guessed at his age, based on his voice. He was probably in his mid-40's, a little over 6 feet and looked in good shape. Brian was very similar in looks and probably a few years younger. Brian worked for Paul and I don't think there was anymore to their relationship, anyway nothing that we were let on to believe. Paul was a tycoon. I can't say more than that here publically, but is a self made man who built a great deal from absolutely nothing.
I stood up and shook hands with Paul, as did Chris. They sat down and Paul spoke.
"Gentlemen, I'm really happy you're here. As you know I have a taste for gay porn and like the idea I have something unique, not only that I have the only copy, but that it's real sex between a couple hard fit young men like yourselves. I want you to feel relaxed and comfortable. We're not going to be on a schedule, but I do want to get all the scenes shot over the next two or three days. We'll start shooting sometime tomorrow afternoon or early evening and I want the two of you to just go off and have fun together during the daytime. There's a car you can use at the hotel or you can take Chris' car. I do have a couple requests. First, until all the scenes for the video have been shot no sex between the two of you or any jerking yourself off. I want all your sexual energy on video from now until we're done. The second request is that you are discreet about what you are here for."
We both indicated we were cool with all of that. I, of course, had to start making jokes. "Well Chris said if I looked half as good in person as I did in pictures he was gunna bust in his pants. Does that count? How about wet dreams?"
We all laughed and Paul told Brian to arrange for cameras under the sheets of the bed in case we came during the night.
We all raised our glasses for a toast. Paul and Brian both started asking us questions about what we were studying in school, what we wanted to do when we graduated and our future. It didn't take all that long for the conversation to get to sex, starting with me and how I ended up getting into stripping. Chris hadn't done anything like it and said he wouldn't be that comfortable in front of a group. Speaking of groups, I wanted to know how many would be present at the shooting of the porn. Brian was basically in charge of the shoot, but Paul would be there too, mainly because he wanted to watch us. There would be two cameras, bascially one on each of us, so two cameramen and a third guy who would handle recording audio. If five guys watching made it so Chris or I was uncomfortable, then would pair back a bit and Brian could run one of the cameras.
Brian: "We've done a couple of these already and find that after a scene or two guys seem to forget about the cameras and other people."
Me: "I think I'll be okay with it. I'm usually pretty aware of people when I'm stripping, but I get pretty turned on getting watched, so I don't think it will be an issue."
Chris: "I'll be focusing too much on Brant to care."
Damn I couldn't wait to start shooting! (And I'm not talking about just the video.)
After we finished eating Brian paid the bill and Paul said he wanted to take us back to his place so we could see where we'd be shooting the video. We left the restaurant and walked over to the edge of the river and onto a small boat. It took about 10 minutes and we were at the back of Paul's house.
We walked past a killrt outdoor pool and into a large living room. Paul gave us a tour of part of the house and we ended the tour in what was made to look like a large bedroom. About a third of the room was occupied by a king sized bed and some assorted furniture. There were three cameras on mobile tripods and a bank of other video production and editing equipment on one side of the room. On the other were chairs and several video displays. There were many lights on the ceiling in various places and monitors too. Brian hit a few buttons on a panel an the lighting changed to highlight the bedroom area. We walked over to it and with the lights how they were it felt like you were actually in a bedroom, rather than a big room with a bed. Very cool. Off the bedroom was a bathroom with a large walk in shower and a jacuzzi tub, also with ceiling mounted lights. These guys were serious about this, which was awesome.
The boat took Chris and I back to the hotel. We had a couple beers in the hotel bar and decided we should call it a night. I was a little tired from the travel and we both wanted to be fresh for the next day.
We met for breakfast in the morning. Chris was a golfer (I'm not) but we agreed to hit a nine hold par three course which we did after breakfast. We had lunch and cruised to the beach. I think we wanted to see the other guy without a shirt on. Well, we wanted to see the other guy without anything on, but had to wait. Chris without a shirt should be on a billboard somewhere. He was beautifully proportioned and I was honored he wanted to make the video with me.. That he was just a little bigger than me so turned me on and I really wanted to see what was in those shorts of his and only had a few more hours to wait. We both had major wood walking along the beach. Around mid-afternoon we went back to our rooms and showered. I put on some bikini briefs Rob had bought me along with some cargo shorts and a casual button up shirt, then met Chris in the lobby. Chris also had on cargos, but a sleevless shirt which he looked so hot in. I almost asked him what kind of underwear he had on, but decided to save it until I could just pull them off him myself.
We called Brian and he sent a boat over. We got on and it headed to Paul's.
The fun was about to begin. I think Chris and I smiled and checked each other out all the way there.
*****************************
Whew, that was a long one. Now I'll be working late tonight to do what I should have been doing this afternoon.
I'll spend a few chapters here in Florida. Good times.
And as Autolycus said - RATE THE STORY - if you like any anyway. If you don't keep it to yourself
)And keep the comments coming too!
Let the fun begin!
Anyone up for some porn????
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Chapter Nineteen
We were met at the dock by Brian. We entered the property and walked towards the pool. Paul was talking to a couple other guys. He saw us, waved and walked over towards us. Then he turned back and motioned for the other guys to come too. These other two guys were decent looking, a couple years older than Chris and I. In the back of my mind I wondered if they were shooting a video too. Paul introduced them to us, we shook hands and then they left.
He motioned for us to grab a seat around a table and we sat down.
Paul: "You guys have a good day so far?"
Chris: "Yea, we shot a little golf and went to the beach. Brant's hot without a shirt on."
Paul: "Haha, and you're not?"
Me: "He is, and he knows it."
Chris: "Yea, you couldn't take your eyes off me all day."
Me: "Fuck me."
Chris: "Deal."
Paul: "Haha, we'll get to that. You guys nervous? Want a beer or something stronger?"
Chris: "I could go for something. I'm a little nervous, horny as fuck, but nervous."
Me: "Think I'll be more than you can handle?"
Chris: "Yea, that's it. Probably piss my pants instead of creaming them."
Paul: "You're seeming pretty relaxed right now Brant."
Me: "I'm okay, but yea, a little nervous. I'm trying to get on cruise control a little, just going along for the ride."
Chris: "Ride this."
Me: "Okay".
Though we were exchanging quips and jokes, we were both nervous. Part of it was being with someone the first time, part the idea of doing sex with others watching and part just the scene in general - camera, lights, and different setting.
Brian came back from the bar near the pool with a tray of beer, three shot glasses, a cut up lime, some salt and a bottle of Cuervo 1800. Brian put the three beers on the table and poured Paul, Chris and I each a shot. "Nothing for you?" I asked. "No, I'm working tonight," he replied with a wink. Again, I liked how these guys took this seriously. Somehow that comment made me really feel a rush. I was here. I was going to be in a porn and these guys really knew what they were doing. I guess I had struggled a little bit early on with the idea this was going to be some sleazy deal. Sure the other guy was going to be hot and all, but I was happy it was going to stay in a private collection, just so nobody would know I did some sleezy video.
Paul licked his hand, salted it, grabbed a lime slice, raised his glass and said "To Brant and Chris." We all licked salt, shot down the tequila and bit into our limes. As Chris and I shot down the tequila we looked at each other and smiled.
Paul: "Boys, the guys you met earlier are our cameramen. We want professionals and hired some guys close to your age, but they are both straight. I hope that will be okay? If not, Brian can shoot the stuff tonight and we'll bring in a different team for tomorrow."
Me: "Sweet. Those guys are decent looking and it's even better that they're straight! That cool with you Chris?"
Chris: "Gotta go with my boy here Paul."
We chatted for a little bit about how sometimes the first scene doesn't turn out very well and that's okay. It was up to us when we did what scenes and it was really best just to be spontaneous. We had a lot of time and the ability to shoot a scene would be limited only to our ability to "perform".
Chris emptied his beer pretty quickly. At this pace we'd be half drunk in about 30 minutes. Chris looked at me and let out a big smile. "After a shot and a beer you don't look any better at all!" We all started laughing and Chris walked over to me, leaned over and put his hands on my shoulders. "This is gunna be fun. You are so hot. I can't wait to get it on with you."
At that Paul said if we felt like shooting a scene poolside, we could. He motioned to one side of the pool where there was a large lounge chair which could certainly serve as a bed and said we could use that if we wanted all we needed to do was ask for condoms if we needed them. "I was hoping we'd shoot an outdoor scene," I said. "Want to start out here Chris?" "Sure man, I'm loving the setting here."
Brian got up, grabbed us each another beer and said he'd go get the cameramen and gear and be back in about ten minutes and we could get started. A few minutes later the two hot camera dudes showed up wearing battery belts, pushing cameras rolling on tripods and some other gear. Each camera had a shotgun mic on it and the cameramen had headphones around their necks. Apparently they weren't going to miss anything, even outside.
Brian came over and suggested we move from the table over to a couple chairs which didn't have quite as straight of a back. There was a table in between us to put our beers on as the cameramen finished getting set up.
Paul had some words of advice. "I want you boys to enjoy yourselves. Do what you'd do if you guys were boyfriends and nobody else was around. The cameras will get in pretty close at times and you may hear Brian in the background telling them to change their shot. I want to catch your enjoyment from sex with each other and I want to see it on cam when the cum flies."
The cameramen had their headphones on. Each of us had a camera pointed at us. Brian asked us each to say something to check that the mics were working. Brian looked at each of them, they looked and each other, then back at Brian and nodded their heads. You could see a little red light on the front of each camera. Chris and I looked at each other, smiled, picked up our beers, tapped the bottles together, and took a swig. Apparently, it was time to get started.
I made the first move. I stood up and went over the Chris' chair, put my hands on his legs (first time I had felt them), leaned in and kissed the side of his neck. Chris tilted his head back as I squeezed his thighs to feel them. "These are nice man," I said quietly. Then I moved to his adam's apple and kissed there, then under his chin and briefly his mouth. I then moved my hands up his legs, over his hips and to his sides. I grabbed his shirt and pulled it up. As he lifted his arms to let me pull the shirt over his head I grabbed the shirt and pushed it back, holding his arms above his head. I then moved my mouth to his right arm pit. "I've been wanting to touch you all day Chris," I said as I kissed across his chest, licking both nipples as I worked towards the armpit on the other side. Chris just moaned. I got up, walked around the back of his chair and pulled the shirt off his arms.
Chris grabbed my shoulder and neck and pulled my face down over his head to kiss me. As he did I looked down as his shorts. His boner was obvious, pushing against the board shorts. I also noticed the cameras had moved in quite a bit, like within 6 feet maybe? And thus came the rush again. This was so awesome. All of this, so up close. Everything I did to him and everything he did to me was being recorded, from a body length away! If I was able to get harder at that point, I'm sure I did. As Chris' lips and tonque spared with mine, I put my hands on his shoulders, then down his arms to feel his biceps and triceps then over to his chest. I was playing with his nipples when he stopped kissing me. "This isn't fair," Chris said as he stood up. He pushed the chair out of the way and turned towards me. First thing he did was look down at my crotch and smile. "Can't wait to see what's in there," he said but then started taking off my shirt. He checked me out then lifted his hands and went to playing with my nipples. As he did that I had decided I had gone long enough waiting to find out what kinda of underwear he had on. I reached down and unbuttoned his cargoes and pulled down the zipper. I put my hands on the sides of the shorts and pushed them off his hips and they dropped to the floor.
Chris was wearing some CK briefs which looked very hot on him. His cock was held tight in place in front. Once he was free of those, he wouldn't be able to put it in until he had cum, there was no way. Chris then pulled me tight. I felt his cock pushing hard into my cargoes and up against mine. Finally, I could feel his cock against mine. We started kissing again and I grabbed his butt to feel that part of him. He ground a little into me and moaned. Then I moved my hands around to the front of his underwear and felt his cock for the first time. It wasn't like Tim's or Rob's. Rob's was like a bulldozer, trying to push straight through his underwear. Chris' was more pushing forward but also up. To this day I remember the feeling. I could reach from underneath and feel the bottom of his shaft and stroke it and squeeze it a bit. He moaned. After a little bit of my feeling his cock he again acused me of being unfair. With a smile he pushed my hands off his cock and moved to mine. He squeezed my cock through the shorts. My cock was fully extended, pointing to the left and a little up in my bikini briefs. Chris started rubbing me through the shorts. "Mmmmmm," he said, "you're so fucking hard man". He unzipped my shorts, pushed them off me and dropped to his knees in front of me. As I looked down at him I saw a camera move in from my left and slowly sink down to my waist level.
Chris had his right hand on my leff butt cheek and put his left hand on my underwear against my hard cock. As he rubbed and squeezed my cock he held my butt in his hand. He face was a mere few inches away. I watched his eyes totally check out my cock through my underwear. I took the opportunity to look around. One camera was on my cock and Chris' face from my left. The other camera was almost head on at my chest level but slightly to my righ and futher back, taking in more of a full body shot. Brian was back maybe 50 feet watching monitors and wearing a headset with a mic and Paul was sitting by the table just watching. He caught my eye, smiled and winked at me. I smiled back.
I guess I was going to be the first guy to be naked cause after checking out my cock through my underwear Chris reached put his fingers over the top of the thin band and pulled them off me. "Mmmmmm," he said as he put his left hand on it and grabbed my butt again with his right hand. "So nice," he said as his moved his hand and cupped my balls. I was over ready to see his cock but didn't want to stand anymore on the hard pool deck. I pulled him up and put my fingers into the top of the waistband of his underwear and then out the bottom, making a handle out of them to lead him over to the large lounge chair and I sat down. Then I put my other hand on the other side of his underwear and pulled them down. Chris' cock sprang out fully hard. Overall Chris was just a tad about 8" and average thickness, but about half way up his cock curved upward, where side to side it was straight. The vein on the bottom of his cock was large. And for those wondering, both of us are cut.
I started teasing him a little by licking the fullness of his cock, starting at his nutsack, up to the tip. Precum started to ooze from the tip. I fondled his balls and stroked him a little as I licked him and tasted his pre. After I felt I had sufficiently had my tongue around every part of his cock I stopped, grabbed his cock in my hand and pulled him down sitting next to me. I wanted to kiss him now. I wasn't into kissing Tim and loved kissing Rob. I think the difference was the passion. And I definitely felt that passion with Chris. We both laid down onto the lounge and continued to make out, laying on our sides and fisting each others cock. Chris was leaking precum like crazy now, which to this day makes me jealous because I hardly ever produce any. Chris was grabbing his pre and use it for lube while stroking me. I would occasionally take some of it to my lips and then to his as we made out.
After Chris' precum was worked around my cock I could tell I was getting close to blowing my load. "Chris, I'm close." "Me too stud," he replied. Let's shoot our loads on one of us for the camera," I suggested. Well, Chris made the decision without discussing that the guy who was going to get dumped on would be me. I didn't mind.
He rolled me onto my back and pulled me down so my butt was still on the lounge but my legs were not. He stood with us alternating legs between each other. When I knew I was about to cum I closed my eyes - I wanted to enjoy the orgasm. I love watching a dude cum, but it felt so good and it had been pent up for so long I just wanted to ride it. I shot first. I knew my first shot would clear my head. Based on the time between feeling it shoot and when it hit, my second volley landed on my left shoulder. I heard Chris groan and then felt a load land on my neck. One other load landed on my left cheek and a number of them on my chest and stomach. I was guessing the shot to my cheek was his and would find out soon enough after we both finished cumming. I finally opened my eyes. Chris was looking at my face with a big smile. He leaned down and kissed me then stood back up and took a couple steps back. One of the camera moved in, pointing at the cum on my chest and abs, then moved back away.
Chris: "That was great, wasn't it stud?"
Me: "Yea, felt awesome. Did you cum on my face fucker or was that me?"
Chis: "You're wearing my badge dude."
Me: "Gunna fuck you tomorrow to make up for that."
Chris: "Looking forward to it."
I sat up on my elbows as Paul walked over (with an obvious boner). For the past couple minutes I had forgotten we weren't alone. "Awesome scene guys, you made it look very natural. You both did great!" Paul said.
Brian walked over with a couple towels and tossed one to me and one to Chris. Chris had taken on a little cum but I was covered. Chris wiped himself off and then came over to me, leaned in a licked a little off my stomach and kissed me again. Chris then helped wipe me off and helped me up. Brian pointed to where we could shower in the building near the pool. We grabbed our clothes and went to shower. The cameramen were rolling their gear back into the house in front of us. We showered with each other talking about how fun it was and awesome doing with each other was, dressed and went back out to the pool.
Brian and the cameramen had brought out a cart with some light food on it and we all chilled and yapped while eating. Most of the conversation was about the scene we had just shot. The cameramen were discussing it with Brian, making sure they knew what angles and how tight of shots he wanted. I thought it was kinda funny hearing the one who was on me talking about how well he got Chris' cum hitting me on the neck and cheek. Chris and I were both up for shooting another scene today and talked a bit about what we'd do for the next scene. Someone was gunna get fucked and we just needed to figure out who it was gunna be.
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Chapter Nineteen
We were met at the dock by Brian. We entered the property and walked towards the pool. Paul was talking to a couple other guys. He saw us, waved and walked over towards us. Then he turned back and motioned for the other guys to come too. These other two guys were decent looking, a couple years older than Chris and I. In the back of my mind I wondered if they were shooting a video too. Paul introduced them to us, we shook hands and then they left.
He motioned for us to grab a seat around a table and we sat down.
Paul: "You guys have a good day so far?"
Chris: "Yea, we shot a little golf and went to the beach. Brant's hot without a shirt on."
Paul: "Haha, and you're not?"
Me: "He is, and he knows it."
Chris: "Yea, you couldn't take your eyes off me all day."
Me: "Fuck me."
Chris: "Deal."
Paul: "Haha, we'll get to that. You guys nervous? Want a beer or something stronger?"
Chris: "I could go for something. I'm a little nervous, horny as fuck, but nervous."
Me: "Think I'll be more than you can handle?"
Chris: "Yea, that's it. Probably piss my pants instead of creaming them."
Paul: "You're seeming pretty relaxed right now Brant."
Me: "I'm okay, but yea, a little nervous. I'm trying to get on cruise control a little, just going along for the ride."
Chris: "Ride this."
Me: "Okay".
Though we were exchanging quips and jokes, we were both nervous. Part of it was being with someone the first time, part the idea of doing sex with others watching and part just the scene in general - camera, lights, and different setting.
Brian came back from the bar near the pool with a tray of beer, three shot glasses, a cut up lime, some salt and a bottle of Cuervo 1800. Brian put the three beers on the table and poured Paul, Chris and I each a shot. "Nothing for you?" I asked. "No, I'm working tonight," he replied with a wink. Again, I liked how these guys took this seriously. Somehow that comment made me really feel a rush. I was here. I was going to be in a porn and these guys really knew what they were doing. I guess I had struggled a little bit early on with the idea this was going to be some sleazy deal. Sure the other guy was going to be hot and all, but I was happy it was going to stay in a private collection, just so nobody would know I did some sleezy video.
Paul licked his hand, salted it, grabbed a lime slice, raised his glass and said "To Brant and Chris." We all licked salt, shot down the tequila and bit into our limes. As Chris and I shot down the tequila we looked at each other and smiled.
Paul: "Boys, the guys you met earlier are our cameramen. We want professionals and hired some guys close to your age, but they are both straight. I hope that will be okay? If not, Brian can shoot the stuff tonight and we'll bring in a different team for tomorrow."
Me: "Sweet. Those guys are decent looking and it's even better that they're straight! That cool with you Chris?"
Chris: "Gotta go with my boy here Paul."
We chatted for a little bit about how sometimes the first scene doesn't turn out very well and that's okay. It was up to us when we did what scenes and it was really best just to be spontaneous. We had a lot of time and the ability to shoot a scene would be limited only to our ability to "perform".
Chris emptied his beer pretty quickly. At this pace we'd be half drunk in about 30 minutes. Chris looked at me and let out a big smile. "After a shot and a beer you don't look any better at all!" We all started laughing and Chris walked over to me, leaned over and put his hands on my shoulders. "This is gunna be fun. You are so hot. I can't wait to get it on with you."
At that Paul said if we felt like shooting a scene poolside, we could. He motioned to one side of the pool where there was a large lounge chair which could certainly serve as a bed and said we could use that if we wanted all we needed to do was ask for condoms if we needed them. "I was hoping we'd shoot an outdoor scene," I said. "Want to start out here Chris?" "Sure man, I'm loving the setting here."
Brian got up, grabbed us each another beer and said he'd go get the cameramen and gear and be back in about ten minutes and we could get started. A few minutes later the two hot camera dudes showed up wearing battery belts, pushing cameras rolling on tripods and some other gear. Each camera had a shotgun mic on it and the cameramen had headphones around their necks. Apparently they weren't going to miss anything, even outside.
Brian came over and suggested we move from the table over to a couple chairs which didn't have quite as straight of a back. There was a table in between us to put our beers on as the cameramen finished getting set up.
Paul had some words of advice. "I want you boys to enjoy yourselves. Do what you'd do if you guys were boyfriends and nobody else was around. The cameras will get in pretty close at times and you may hear Brian in the background telling them to change their shot. I want to catch your enjoyment from sex with each other and I want to see it on cam when the cum flies."
The cameramen had their headphones on. Each of us had a camera pointed at us. Brian asked us each to say something to check that the mics were working. Brian looked at each of them, they looked and each other, then back at Brian and nodded their heads. You could see a little red light on the front of each camera. Chris and I looked at each other, smiled, picked up our beers, tapped the bottles together, and took a swig. Apparently, it was time to get started.
I made the first move. I stood up and went over the Chris' chair, put my hands on his legs (first time I had felt them), leaned in and kissed the side of his neck. Chris tilted his head back as I squeezed his thighs to feel them. "These are nice man," I said quietly. Then I moved to his adam's apple and kissed there, then under his chin and briefly his mouth. I then moved my hands up his legs, over his hips and to his sides. I grabbed his shirt and pulled it up. As he lifted his arms to let me pull the shirt over his head I grabbed the shirt and pushed it back, holding his arms above his head. I then moved my mouth to his right arm pit. "I've been wanting to touch you all day Chris," I said as I kissed across his chest, licking both nipples as I worked towards the armpit on the other side. Chris just moaned. I got up, walked around the back of his chair and pulled the shirt off his arms.
Chris grabbed my shoulder and neck and pulled my face down over his head to kiss me. As he did I looked down as his shorts. His boner was obvious, pushing against the board shorts. I also noticed the cameras had moved in quite a bit, like within 6 feet maybe? And thus came the rush again. This was so awesome. All of this, so up close. Everything I did to him and everything he did to me was being recorded, from a body length away! If I was able to get harder at that point, I'm sure I did. As Chris' lips and tonque spared with mine, I put my hands on his shoulders, then down his arms to feel his biceps and triceps then over to his chest. I was playing with his nipples when he stopped kissing me. "This isn't fair," Chris said as he stood up. He pushed the chair out of the way and turned towards me. First thing he did was look down at my crotch and smile. "Can't wait to see what's in there," he said but then started taking off my shirt. He checked me out then lifted his hands and went to playing with my nipples. As he did that I had decided I had gone long enough waiting to find out what kinda of underwear he had on. I reached down and unbuttoned his cargoes and pulled down the zipper. I put my hands on the sides of the shorts and pushed them off his hips and they dropped to the floor.
Chris was wearing some CK briefs which looked very hot on him. His cock was held tight in place in front. Once he was free of those, he wouldn't be able to put it in until he had cum, there was no way. Chris then pulled me tight. I felt his cock pushing hard into my cargoes and up against mine. Finally, I could feel his cock against mine. We started kissing again and I grabbed his butt to feel that part of him. He ground a little into me and moaned. Then I moved my hands around to the front of his underwear and felt his cock for the first time. It wasn't like Tim's or Rob's. Rob's was like a bulldozer, trying to push straight through his underwear. Chris' was more pushing forward but also up. To this day I remember the feeling. I could reach from underneath and feel the bottom of his shaft and stroke it and squeeze it a bit. He moaned. After a little bit of my feeling his cock he again acused me of being unfair. With a smile he pushed my hands off his cock and moved to mine. He squeezed my cock through the shorts. My cock was fully extended, pointing to the left and a little up in my bikini briefs. Chris started rubbing me through the shorts. "Mmmmmm," he said, "you're so fucking hard man". He unzipped my shorts, pushed them off me and dropped to his knees in front of me. As I looked down at him I saw a camera move in from my left and slowly sink down to my waist level.
Chris had his right hand on my leff butt cheek and put his left hand on my underwear against my hard cock. As he rubbed and squeezed my cock he held my butt in his hand. He face was a mere few inches away. I watched his eyes totally check out my cock through my underwear. I took the opportunity to look around. One camera was on my cock and Chris' face from my left. The other camera was almost head on at my chest level but slightly to my righ and futher back, taking in more of a full body shot. Brian was back maybe 50 feet watching monitors and wearing a headset with a mic and Paul was sitting by the table just watching. He caught my eye, smiled and winked at me. I smiled back.
I guess I was going to be the first guy to be naked cause after checking out my cock through my underwear Chris reached put his fingers over the top of the thin band and pulled them off me. "Mmmmmm," he said as he put his left hand on it and grabbed my butt again with his right hand. "So nice," he said as his moved his hand and cupped my balls. I was over ready to see his cock but didn't want to stand anymore on the hard pool deck. I pulled him up and put my fingers into the top of the waistband of his underwear and then out the bottom, making a handle out of them to lead him over to the large lounge chair and I sat down. Then I put my other hand on the other side of his underwear and pulled them down. Chris' cock sprang out fully hard. Overall Chris was just a tad about 8" and average thickness, but about half way up his cock curved upward, where side to side it was straight. The vein on the bottom of his cock was large. And for those wondering, both of us are cut.
I started teasing him a little by licking the fullness of his cock, starting at his nutsack, up to the tip. Precum started to ooze from the tip. I fondled his balls and stroked him a little as I licked him and tasted his pre. After I felt I had sufficiently had my tongue around every part of his cock I stopped, grabbed his cock in my hand and pulled him down sitting next to me. I wanted to kiss him now. I wasn't into kissing Tim and loved kissing Rob. I think the difference was the passion. And I definitely felt that passion with Chris. We both laid down onto the lounge and continued to make out, laying on our sides and fisting each others cock. Chris was leaking precum like crazy now, which to this day makes me jealous because I hardly ever produce any. Chris was grabbing his pre and use it for lube while stroking me. I would occasionally take some of it to my lips and then to his as we made out.
After Chris' precum was worked around my cock I could tell I was getting close to blowing my load. "Chris, I'm close." "Me too stud," he replied. Let's shoot our loads on one of us for the camera," I suggested. Well, Chris made the decision without discussing that the guy who was going to get dumped on would be me. I didn't mind.
He rolled me onto my back and pulled me down so my butt was still on the lounge but my legs were not. He stood with us alternating legs between each other. When I knew I was about to cum I closed my eyes - I wanted to enjoy the orgasm. I love watching a dude cum, but it felt so good and it had been pent up for so long I just wanted to ride it. I shot first. I knew my first shot would clear my head. Based on the time between feeling it shoot and when it hit, my second volley landed on my left shoulder. I heard Chris groan and then felt a load land on my neck. One other load landed on my left cheek and a number of them on my chest and stomach. I was guessing the shot to my cheek was his and would find out soon enough after we both finished cumming. I finally opened my eyes. Chris was looking at my face with a big smile. He leaned down and kissed me then stood back up and took a couple steps back. One of the camera moved in, pointing at the cum on my chest and abs, then moved back away.
Chris: "That was great, wasn't it stud?"
Me: "Yea, felt awesome. Did you cum on my face fucker or was that me?"
Chis: "You're wearing my badge dude."
Me: "Gunna fuck you tomorrow to make up for that."
Chris: "Looking forward to it."
I sat up on my elbows as Paul walked over (with an obvious boner). For the past couple minutes I had forgotten we weren't alone. "Awesome scene guys, you made it look very natural. You both did great!" Paul said.
Brian walked over with a couple towels and tossed one to me and one to Chris. Chris had taken on a little cum but I was covered. Chris wiped himself off and then came over to me, leaned in a licked a little off my stomach and kissed me again. Chris then helped wipe me off and helped me up. Brian pointed to where we could shower in the building near the pool. We grabbed our clothes and went to shower. The cameramen were rolling their gear back into the house in front of us. We showered with each other talking about how fun it was and awesome doing with each other was, dressed and went back out to the pool.
Brian and the cameramen had brought out a cart with some light food on it and we all chilled and yapped while eating. Most of the conversation was about the scene we had just shot. The cameramen were discussing it with Brian, making sure they knew what angles and how tight of shots he wanted. I thought it was kinda funny hearing the one who was on me talking about how well he got Chris' cum hitting me on the neck and cheek. Chris and I were both up for shooting another scene today and talked a bit about what we'd do for the next scene. Someone was gunna get fucked and we just needed to figure out who it was gunna be.
Looks like my fluffer duties won't be needed.
LMAO - no, we weren't in the need of a fluffer.
Chapter 20
As we finished eating the sun was setting. Obviously we were going to shoot the next scene inside. Honestly, I was really looking forward to that. There was a particular turn on I had with the idea of being on "the set" under the lights. The first scene was behind us and I think whatever nervousness we had before was also behind us. Chris and I both agreed we wanted to do a fuck scene, but it didn't matter who took it first. I think we were both equally excited to top and bottom. It had been quite a while since I had fucked and guy, so I was pretty eager to do Chris. Plus, if I screwed him first I figured I've have a better shot at a second time, so I said I wanted to top. Brian suggested after we were prepped and ready that we start the shoot in the shower.
The scene started with only Chris in the shower, then I walked in to join him. He was facing the shower head when I went in. I came up behind him and put my right arm on his right shoulder and my left hand onto his chest and held him tight. Then I moved both hands down to his legs and then cock, which was already hard. Chris moaned as I kissed across the back of his shoulders and neck. He tasted so good and hot with the water running over him. I moved my hands to his ass and squeezed those nice muscular cheeks. Then I got down on my knees and pulled them apart a little bit and ran my tongue up his crack. Chris had put his hands against the wall of the shower and was moaning quietly as my tongue lapped up the water running down his back in into the valley between his butt cheeks.
I'm not much into rimming a guy, though I loved getting rimmed (pretty unfair huh?) but figured this was a time I probably needed to take one for the team, so I worked my tongue further forward. Chris complied by leaning forward a bit more. I was looking right at his ass and balls hanging down just a few inches away. It really wasn't the most comfortable place to be, with my knees on the hard shower floor and craning my neck up to get good access to his hole, but I did my best to tease it and work my tongue back and forth between his balls and ass too.
After a few minutes Chris stood up, turned me around and pulled me up. "The felt so fucking good Brant. I want you to fuck me so bad right now. Let's get out of here and get on that bed." So the two of us got out of the shower and toweled off. As we were drying off, the cameras were moved into the bedroom part of the set. Most of the floor of the room was hardwood, but the area where the bed and bedroom furniture sat was a nice soft plush carpet. We started back up with Chris leaning forward on an ottoman. I continued my exploration of the area between his ass and cock and started venturing into his hole with my tongue. Chris continued to moan as I did. After a few minutes I got a finger nice and wet and started probing his hole and sliding my finger in and out. I was going to add a finger or two but wanted him feel some pain taking me when I went in, so didn't want to loosen him up too much (evil, aren't I? ). Chris was pretty vocal and begging to get fucked at this point and I kept in the back of my mind thinking about the cameramen and what they must have been thinking.
I wanted to watch his face when I penetrated his ass so we started with him on his back. I grabbed a bottle of lube next to the bed and pushed some into his hole, then wiped the rest on his cock. I then did a couple strokes of my cock with the lube, slid on a condom and added some lube to the outside. Chris was laying on his back at a corner of the bottom of the bed. I lifted his legs up onto my shoulders and put my cock at the entry of his ass. His eyes were locked on mine and I manuvered into position and touched the tip of my cock to his hole. My cock is pretty average thickness, but unlike those which are narrower at the tip and get thick as you move to the base, mine is consistent throughout its length, so he would be getting stretched as much as he would right at the beginning.
Me: "You ready there big boy?"
Chris: "Oh fuck yes. Fuck me man, just fuck me."
Me: "Horny bitch."
I pushed until the resistance gave way and I slid in. "Uhhhhh," exclaimed Chris as I slipped in, our eyes locked and looking deeply into the others. When Chris' breathing eased I slowly but evenly pushed forward until all my almost seven inches were in him. Chris' eyes wandered a little in a haze as I pushed in. I leaned forward to kiss him. He had to lift his head a little bit to meet my lips which didn't help with the pain he was feeling. I could see the hurt in his eyes, but knew he was enjoying it and wanted it. He put his head back down. I squeezed his nipples then ran my hands down his abs and then gave a couple jerks on his cock. I could then tell he had relaxed enough and a satisfied smile came across his face.
I took that as a cue to start a long, slow fuck. I don't usually last every long inside something warm and tight. Keeping a slow, even rhythm works best for me and Chris was seeming to enjoy it. As much as I loved it when Rob would pull out and re-penetrate me, the feeling of re-entering Chris' ass over and over I knew would make me blow. Chris had closed his eyes and just laid back to enjoy the fuck, squeezing me with his ass from time to time. As I felt the need to blow build inside me I started stroking his cock. I wanted to last a while and thought of changing positions but was past the point of being willing to slow it down that much. I didn't help me either that as I started stroking him he put his arms behind his head. One of my favorite view of a man is from the cock up, showing a muscular chest and pits. Chris' body in that position was such a turnon and brought me closer.
I wanted him to cum first. I actually had a "plan" for this scene I hadn't discussed with anyone and it was important that he come first. I jerked him until he came, making sure his orgasm didn't trigger mine, although I wanted it to. Chris started moaning stuff like "oh fuck yes, oh yea, oh fuck yea" and I stroked him off. He was rocking back and forth and fucking me with his ass. I saw hit balls pull up and smiled, just watching him enjoying it so much. With that up-curve to his cock his shots fired in the direction of his head and landed on or near it. Just before he started cumming I started fucking him rapidly to build myself back up to edging. He finished cumming and looked at me with the most passionate look. He was so satsified.
As I felt myslef about to cum I pulled out and ripped off the condom. I lowered his legs to the floor and climbed onto the bed, straddling him. I came while jerking myself, trying to aim my shots to nail him in the face. I was a little too close and the first couple shots cleared his head, but plenty of jizz landed on his face and neck. Chris was defenseless with his arms still above his head and loved it. By the time I was done his face and neck were covered with both of our loads. I had always loved it when Rob did that to me and wanted to do it to Chris. If you ask me today which is better, to give or receive a facial, I don't know what I'd say.
After I finished coating him, I started to laugh. "Damn dude, you're a fucking mess!" I have no idea why I thought it was funny, but it was. I leaned forward and started to lick the cum off of his face, swallowing some and feeding some to him. Chris pulled his hands from behind his head and started wiping it off his face and onto the sheets. "Paybacks are hell fucker," he said with a smile. "I can't wait," was my response.
As we finished eating the sun was setting. Obviously we were going to shoot the next scene inside. Honestly, I was really looking forward to that. There was a particular turn on I had with the idea of being on "the set" under the lights. The first scene was behind us and I think whatever nervousness we had before was also behind us. Chris and I both agreed we wanted to do a fuck scene, but it didn't matter who took it first. I think we were both equally excited to top and bottom. It had been quite a while since I had fucked and guy, so I was pretty eager to do Chris. Plus, if I screwed him first I figured I've have a better shot at a second time, so I said I wanted to top. Brian suggested after we were prepped and ready that we start the shoot in the shower.
The scene started with only Chris in the shower, then I walked in to join him. He was facing the shower head when I went in. I came up behind him and put my right arm on his right shoulder and my left hand onto his chest and held him tight. Then I moved both hands down to his legs and then cock, which was already hard. Chris moaned as I kissed across the back of his shoulders and neck. He tasted so good and hot with the water running over him. I moved my hands to his ass and squeezed those nice muscular cheeks. Then I got down on my knees and pulled them apart a little bit and ran my tongue up his crack. Chris had put his hands against the wall of the shower and was moaning quietly as my tongue lapped up the water running down his back in into the valley between his butt cheeks.
I'm not much into rimming a guy, though I loved getting rimmed (pretty unfair huh?) but figured this was a time I probably needed to take one for the team, so I worked my tongue further forward. Chris complied by leaning forward a bit more. I was looking right at his ass and balls hanging down just a few inches away. It really wasn't the most comfortable place to be, with my knees on the hard shower floor and craning my neck up to get good access to his hole, but I did my best to tease it and work my tongue back and forth between his balls and ass too.
After a few minutes Chris stood up, turned me around and pulled me up. "The felt so fucking good Brant. I want you to fuck me so bad right now. Let's get out of here and get on that bed." So the two of us got out of the shower and toweled off. As we were drying off, the cameras were moved into the bedroom part of the set. Most of the floor of the room was hardwood, but the area where the bed and bedroom furniture sat was a nice soft plush carpet. We started back up with Chris leaning forward on an ottoman. I continued my exploration of the area between his ass and cock and started venturing into his hole with my tongue. Chris continued to moan as I did. After a few minutes I got a finger nice and wet and started probing his hole and sliding my finger in and out. I was going to add a finger or two but wanted him feel some pain taking me when I went in, so didn't want to loosen him up too much (evil, aren't I?
). Chris was pretty vocal and begging to get fucked at this point and I kept in the back of my mind thinking about the cameramen and what they must have been thinking.I wanted to watch his face when I penetrated his ass so we started with him on his back. I grabbed a bottle of lube next to the bed and pushed some into his hole, then wiped the rest on his cock. I then did a couple strokes of my cock with the lube, slid on a condom and added some lube to the outside. Chris was laying on his back at a corner of the bottom of the bed. I lifted his legs up onto my shoulders and put my cock at the entry of his ass. His eyes were locked on mine and I manuvered into position and touched the tip of my cock to his hole. My cock is pretty average thickness, but unlike those which are narrower at the tip and get thick as you move to the base, mine is consistent throughout its length, so he would be getting stretched as much as he would right at the beginning.
Me: "You ready there big boy?"
Chris: "Oh fuck yes. Fuck me man, just fuck me."
Me: "Horny bitch."
I pushed until the resistance gave way and I slid in. "Uhhhhh," exclaimed Chris as I slipped in, our eyes locked and looking deeply into the others. When Chris' breathing eased I slowly but evenly pushed forward until all my almost seven inches were in him. Chris' eyes wandered a little in a haze as I pushed in. I leaned forward to kiss him. He had to lift his head a little bit to meet my lips which didn't help with the pain he was feeling. I could see the hurt in his eyes, but knew he was enjoying it and wanted it. He put his head back down. I squeezed his nipples then ran my hands down his abs and then gave a couple jerks on his cock. I could then tell he had relaxed enough and a satisfied smile came across his face.
I took that as a cue to start a long, slow fuck. I don't usually last every long inside something warm and tight. Keeping a slow, even rhythm works best for me and Chris was seeming to enjoy it. As much as I loved it when Rob would pull out and re-penetrate me, the feeling of re-entering Chris' ass over and over I knew would make me blow. Chris had closed his eyes and just laid back to enjoy the fuck, squeezing me with his ass from time to time. As I felt the need to blow build inside me I started stroking his cock. I wanted to last a while and thought of changing positions but was past the point of being willing to slow it down that much. I didn't help me either that as I started stroking him he put his arms behind his head. One of my favorite view of a man is from the cock up, showing a muscular chest and pits. Chris' body in that position was such a turnon and brought me closer.
I wanted him to cum first. I actually had a "plan" for this scene I hadn't discussed with anyone and it was important that he come first. I jerked him until he came, making sure his orgasm didn't trigger mine, although I wanted it to. Chris started moaning stuff like "oh fuck yes, oh yea, oh fuck yea" and I stroked him off. He was rocking back and forth and fucking me with his ass. I saw hit balls pull up and smiled, just watching him enjoying it so much. With that up-curve to his cock his shots fired in the direction of his head and landed on or near it. Just before he started cumming I started fucking him rapidly to build myself back up to edging. He finished cumming and looked at me with the most passionate look. He was so satsified.
As I felt myslef about to cum I pulled out and ripped off the condom. I lowered his legs to the floor and climbed onto the bed, straddling him. I came while jerking myself, trying to aim my shots to nail him in the face. I was a little too close and the first couple shots cleared his head, but plenty of jizz landed on his face and neck. Chris was defenseless with his arms still above his head and loved it. By the time I was done his face and neck were covered with both of our loads. I had always loved it when Rob did that to me and wanted to do it to Chris. If you ask me today which is better, to give or receive a facial, I don't know what I'd say.
After I finished coating him, I started to laugh. "Damn dude, you're a fucking mess!" I have no idea why I thought it was funny, but it was. I leaned forward and started to lick the cum off of his face, swallowing some and feeding some to him. Chris pulled his hands from behind his head and started wiping it off his face and onto the sheets. "Paybacks are hell fucker," he said with a smile. "I can't wait," was my response.
This is so hottttt
pe_gay89
Porn Star
Wow, that was awesome! 
Thanks guys. I have to admit that I jerked off while editing this last chapter. Of course I have the real images of this running through my head. I wish I could paint a picture of what that place looked like for you all. I was just such an amazing experience and so sexually charged.
Chapter 21
I wanted to just lay there and cuddle with Chris after all that, but we were on a set, under lights and other people in the room. I leaned forward, kissed him and looked into his eyes, then climbed off him as Brian threw us each a towel. "Damn you guys are good at this," said Paul, "I can't wait to watch that again!"
Chris and I lazily got dressed as Brian and the cameramen put stuff back to their storage locations. "I'm sure you guys must be ready for some rest," Paul stated, "Why don't you head back to the hotel and give Brian a shout when you're ready for the boat tomorrow. The cameramen will be here around noon."
Paul walked us out to the boat dock and said, "Just a reminder until we're done that all the cumming you boys do is on camera." Paul must have read my mind because I was already going to suggest to Chris that we share a bed tonight and let him work on that payback he promissed me. We got on the boat and it headed towards the hotel.
Me: "That was awesome man. So much energy being in front of the camera like that."
Chris: "Yea, and the sex was good too!"
Me: "Haha. Damn right it was. You're a good fuck."
Chris: "I'll reserve judgement on you for tomorrow."
Me: "You'll never get it any better. Probably end up never enjoying it as much again."
Chris: "You think you're that good huh? I can fuck for a long time."
Me: "I'll give you the ride of your life stud."
Chris: "Damn bro, I'm hard as fuck right now."
Me: "Haha. Wish I could help you with that."
Chris: "Me too. After the shoots are done, we should have some alone time."
Me: "I'd like that."
The boat got to the dock and we walked the short way to the hotel. We were both pretty tired, given the events of the day, but decided to have a drink on the hotel bar before turning in. We talked a little bit about plans for tomorrow, with Chris indicating there were paybacks involved, but mostly about school and other stuff. Chris was pretty cool. We agreed to grab a bite together in the morning and then hit the hotel fitness center for a workout before heading over to Paul's.
I slept like a baby, waking up a little after 10am, completely refreshed and with a good boner which just got harder when I started thinking about yesterday and today. I would love to have stroked off then and there in bed, but was looking forward to saving it for Chris and the cameras. I grabbed a shower, called Chris and met him downstairs. We had a light breakfast and went to the fitness center. It was better supplied than a lot of hotels I've been at since then, but of course wasn't a real gym. We spent probably about an hour there doing a bunch of cardio and what lifting we could with the limited amout of equipment. It felt good to workout and watch each each get all sweaty. We each went up to our rooms to grab a change of clothes, figuring we both needed showers now, but we could shower at Paul's under the lights and cameras. We decided to walk the riverwalk most of the way to Paul's rather than take a boat and called Brian and let him know our plan. It was warming up nicely outside and the walk was nice, us joking around about the shoot that day, talking about people we saw on the way and just having fun. The boat ride was just a few and Brian met us at Paul's dock.
Brian: "Afternoon boys. The cameramen just arrived and are getting setup."
Chris: "We should start in the shower. Brant stinks."
Me: "Haha, so do you. Maybe you shouldn't have gotten all sweaty."
Chris: "I'll get all sweaty again fucking your ass."
Me: "Think you can handle two workouts a day?"
And it went on. Chris was awesome to joke around with. It broke what little tension there was. Paul met us inside the house and Brian went to have the cameramen set up in the bathroom.
Paul: "The stuff you guys did yesterday was fantastic. I got off to it a couple times last night boys. You guys have great sexual chemistry together."
Me: "Happy we're getting you off."
Paul: "Oh yea. That's some of the best stuff I've seen. Really."
Chris: "Thanks Paul."
Me: "Yea, thanks."
Paul: "You guys know what you're going to do for the next shoot?"
Me: "We're going to start in the shower and see where it goes."
Chris: "Brant's gunna take it today like I did yesterday. Paybacks and all."
Me: "Can't wait."
Paul: "Neither can I."
Chris: "Let's do some oral now. I wanna take your ass a little later."
Me: "Think you can get it up twice?"
Chris: "Bitch."
We headed to the set and said hi to the camera dudes. After the cameras were rolling we stripped and went in together. After we both got wet we started lathering each other up to clean off the sweat from the workout. It was a good time of feeling every inch of the other guy's body. Chris was already pretty hard when I got to his cock, but I lathered him up good and felt him chub out to his full size. After we had rinsed off Chris grabbed my arms, lifted them above my head and pushed me back up against the wall. He wasted no time drilling his tongue into my mouth and his hard cock pushed into my stomach. Chris was being a bit aggressive, and I loved it.
We were "hard tongue-ing" it for a while, enjoying the water flowing over and Chris started humping my stomach standing up. Damn that dude was horny that day. I reached down and grabbed his cock. "Suck me off man," he said in between tongue dives into my mouth.
I got down on my knees and starting teasing his cock. First with my tongue tickling his head, and then licking his shaft from the bottom to the top and then sucking his balls one by one. I was taking my time, drawing it out and Chris started moaning and getting frustrated. Chris finally had enough. "Suck me dammit. Fucking suck me Brant." So I started taking his cock in my mouth. Chris was longer than Rob and it was easier to suck Rob's shorter and thicker cock than Chris' longer one. In the position I was at on my knees, I had trouble relaxing my throat enough to really take in all his cock. What didn't make it easier was Chris' state of extreme horniness which had his hands on the back of my head and and hips working back and forth trying to face fuck me. I found it best to keep a hand on the base of his cock to shorten the amount of him in my mouth and stroke him a little as he fucked and I sucked.
Chris finally stopped standing fully on his own and stayed standing, but was leaning with his back against the wall. I could feel his balls rise up from where they were hanging so low from the warm water. He started this rhythmic moaning pattern which was getting louder and with longer moans. He was also no longer face fucking me but setting my pace with his hands on my head. I had one hand on his balls, to get an idea when he'd be close to cumming, and had starting teasing his hole with the other. I slid a finger into his ass an he let out a load moan. That was all it took.
I held his balls with my finger still in is ass as he pulled my head off his cock and held me a few inches away. I knew it was coming. He had said more than once that paybacks were hell. Right then I received the biggest cum facial I've had in my life. I didn't think it would stop. I hadn't realized the day before just how much cum that boy could deliver. I counted feeling eight shots to my face by the time he was done. I wanted to watch, but held my eyes shut for the first five before daring to open them. I licked what was left dripping from his cock and pulled my finger from his ass. Chris slowly lowered himself down to sit on the floor and relax. The look of satisfaction on his face was priceless. He had just cum so hard and I had been able to bring it out of him. I would like to have a picture of what I looked like, with so much cum on my face. There's just something about a hot guy wearing another guy's badge which turns me on.
I leaned forward with my cum covered face towards Chris. "Nice payback," I said. "You're not done yet," he said as he smiled. As the water rolled onto my face the slipperiness of his cum became pretty sticky. I stood up, grabbed some soap and started washing it off. I got most of it, but continued to peel Chris' cum off my face and what had dripped onto my chest for a while.
So that scene was done. We still needed to shoot a scene of Chris fuking me and him sucking me off. I was certainly boned from sucking him off. As I've mentioned before, I love it when someone watches me jerk off and suggested doing that outside by the pool. Paul loved the idea, so we went outside.
I won't go into a lot of detail on that scene. It was pretty simple. I laid back in a reclined lounge chair and fucked my hand while playing with my nipples, which I do much the same to this very day. We had just one camera and Chris watched me from where Brian and Paul was while I did it.
As had become the norm around there, we snacked a little and recovered for the next scene.
I wanted to just lay there and cuddle with Chris after all that, but we were on a set, under lights and other people in the room. I leaned forward, kissed him and looked into his eyes, then climbed off him as Brian threw us each a towel. "Damn you guys are good at this," said Paul, "I can't wait to watch that again!"
Chris and I lazily got dressed as Brian and the cameramen put stuff back to their storage locations. "I'm sure you guys must be ready for some rest," Paul stated, "Why don't you head back to the hotel and give Brian a shout when you're ready for the boat tomorrow. The cameramen will be here around noon."
Paul walked us out to the boat dock and said, "Just a reminder until we're done that all the cumming you boys do is on camera." Paul must have read my mind because I was already going to suggest to Chris that we share a bed tonight and let him work on that payback he promissed me. We got on the boat and it headed towards the hotel.
Me: "That was awesome man. So much energy being in front of the camera like that."
Chris: "Yea, and the sex was good too!"
Me: "Haha. Damn right it was. You're a good fuck."
Chris: "I'll reserve judgement on you for tomorrow."
Me: "You'll never get it any better. Probably end up never enjoying it as much again."
Chris: "You think you're that good huh? I can fuck for a long time."
Me: "I'll give you the ride of your life stud."
Chris: "Damn bro, I'm hard as fuck right now."
Me: "Haha. Wish I could help you with that."
Chris: "Me too. After the shoots are done, we should have some alone time."
Me: "I'd like that."
The boat got to the dock and we walked the short way to the hotel. We were both pretty tired, given the events of the day, but decided to have a drink on the hotel bar before turning in. We talked a little bit about plans for tomorrow, with Chris indicating there were paybacks involved, but mostly about school and other stuff. Chris was pretty cool. We agreed to grab a bite together in the morning and then hit the hotel fitness center for a workout before heading over to Paul's.
I slept like a baby, waking up a little after 10am, completely refreshed and with a good boner which just got harder when I started thinking about yesterday and today. I would love to have stroked off then and there in bed, but was looking forward to saving it for Chris and the cameras. I grabbed a shower, called Chris and met him downstairs. We had a light breakfast and went to the fitness center. It was better supplied than a lot of hotels I've been at since then, but of course wasn't a real gym. We spent probably about an hour there doing a bunch of cardio and what lifting we could with the limited amout of equipment. It felt good to workout and watch each each get all sweaty. We each went up to our rooms to grab a change of clothes, figuring we both needed showers now, but we could shower at Paul's under the lights and cameras. We decided to walk the riverwalk most of the way to Paul's rather than take a boat and called Brian and let him know our plan. It was warming up nicely outside and the walk was nice, us joking around about the shoot that day, talking about people we saw on the way and just having fun. The boat ride was just a few and Brian met us at Paul's dock.
Brian: "Afternoon boys. The cameramen just arrived and are getting setup."
Chris: "We should start in the shower. Brant stinks."
Me: "Haha, so do you. Maybe you shouldn't have gotten all sweaty."
Chris: "I'll get all sweaty again fucking your ass."
Me: "Think you can handle two workouts a day?"
And it went on. Chris was awesome to joke around with. It broke what little tension there was. Paul met us inside the house and Brian went to have the cameramen set up in the bathroom.
Paul: "The stuff you guys did yesterday was fantastic. I got off to it a couple times last night boys. You guys have great sexual chemistry together."
Me: "Happy we're getting you off."
Paul: "Oh yea. That's some of the best stuff I've seen. Really."
Chris: "Thanks Paul."
Me: "Yea, thanks."
Paul: "You guys know what you're going to do for the next shoot?"
Me: "We're going to start in the shower and see where it goes."
Chris: "Brant's gunna take it today like I did yesterday. Paybacks and all."
Me: "Can't wait."
Paul: "Neither can I."
Chris: "Let's do some oral now. I wanna take your ass a little later."
Me: "Think you can get it up twice?"
Chris: "Bitch."
We headed to the set and said hi to the camera dudes. After the cameras were rolling we stripped and went in together. After we both got wet we started lathering each other up to clean off the sweat from the workout. It was a good time of feeling every inch of the other guy's body. Chris was already pretty hard when I got to his cock, but I lathered him up good and felt him chub out to his full size. After we had rinsed off Chris grabbed my arms, lifted them above my head and pushed me back up against the wall. He wasted no time drilling his tongue into my mouth and his hard cock pushed into my stomach. Chris was being a bit aggressive, and I loved it.
We were "hard tongue-ing" it for a while, enjoying the water flowing over and Chris started humping my stomach standing up. Damn that dude was horny that day. I reached down and grabbed his cock. "Suck me off man," he said in between tongue dives into my mouth.
I got down on my knees and starting teasing his cock. First with my tongue tickling his head, and then licking his shaft from the bottom to the top and then sucking his balls one by one. I was taking my time, drawing it out and Chris started moaning and getting frustrated. Chris finally had enough. "Suck me dammit. Fucking suck me Brant." So I started taking his cock in my mouth. Chris was longer than Rob and it was easier to suck Rob's shorter and thicker cock than Chris' longer one. In the position I was at on my knees, I had trouble relaxing my throat enough to really take in all his cock. What didn't make it easier was Chris' state of extreme horniness which had his hands on the back of my head and and hips working back and forth trying to face fuck me. I found it best to keep a hand on the base of his cock to shorten the amount of him in my mouth and stroke him a little as he fucked and I sucked.
Chris finally stopped standing fully on his own and stayed standing, but was leaning with his back against the wall. I could feel his balls rise up from where they were hanging so low from the warm water. He started this rhythmic moaning pattern which was getting louder and with longer moans. He was also no longer face fucking me but setting my pace with his hands on my head. I had one hand on his balls, to get an idea when he'd be close to cumming, and had starting teasing his hole with the other. I slid a finger into his ass an he let out a load moan. That was all it took.
I held his balls with my finger still in is ass as he pulled my head off his cock and held me a few inches away. I knew it was coming. He had said more than once that paybacks were hell. Right then I received the biggest cum facial I've had in my life. I didn't think it would stop. I hadn't realized the day before just how much cum that boy could deliver. I counted feeling eight shots to my face by the time he was done. I wanted to watch, but held my eyes shut for the first five before daring to open them. I licked what was left dripping from his cock and pulled my finger from his ass. Chris slowly lowered himself down to sit on the floor and relax. The look of satisfaction on his face was priceless. He had just cum so hard and I had been able to bring it out of him. I would like to have a picture of what I looked like, with so much cum on my face. There's just something about a hot guy wearing another guy's badge which turns me on.
I leaned forward with my cum covered face towards Chris. "Nice payback," I said. "You're not done yet," he said as he smiled. As the water rolled onto my face the slipperiness of his cum became pretty sticky. I stood up, grabbed some soap and started washing it off. I got most of it, but continued to peel Chris' cum off my face and what had dripped onto my chest for a while.
So that scene was done. We still needed to shoot a scene of Chris fuking me and him sucking me off. I was certainly boned from sucking him off. As I've mentioned before, I love it when someone watches me jerk off and suggested doing that outside by the pool. Paul loved the idea, so we went outside.
I won't go into a lot of detail on that scene. It was pretty simple. I laid back in a reclined lounge chair and fucked my hand while playing with my nipples, which I do much the same to this very day. We had just one camera and Chris watched me from where Brian and Paul was while I did it.
As had become the norm around there, we snacked a little and recovered for the next scene.
pe_gay89
Porn Star
Sounds like it was a blast.
Just to keep everyone posted, I've finally started in on the next chapter.
I could use some feedback on something. I'm busier than anything right now and don't have the time to give a lot of detail but am anxious to try to get things brought to current.
Would you prefer I keep the level of detail I've been giving here or abbreviate things a bit?
I could use some feedback on something. I'm busier than anything right now and don't have the time to give a lot of detail but am anxious to try to get things brought to current.
Would you prefer I keep the level of detail I've been giving here or abbreviate things a bit?
Chapter 22
Later on that afternoon we shot the scene where Chris fucked me. We started the scene with our clothes on in the "bedroom" on the set. We started with making out and little by little took each other's clothes off. Of course we were both as hard as we could get with both the anticipation and the ways we were playing with each other's cock. Chris eventually got me on my knees and elbows on the bed and started licking my ass and then playing with inserting some fingers. After working my hole a while with fingers and occasionally playing with my cock, he told me he was going to fuck me every way possible.
Chris: "Ready stud?"
Me: "Uh huh....uhhhhhhhh"
He entered me the first time doggie style and fucked me good and slow. Eventually we flipped over with me on my back on the edge of the bed. He fucked me on my side on a large ottoman next to the bed. And I rode his cock while he layed on his back on the bed. I was dying to cum with so many different positions working me up more and more. There was a couple of times I almost did, but he sensed it and would stop and change position. Chris was good at topping.
Chris finally came after about 15 minutes while I was on my back on the edge of the bed. He pulled out, ripped off the condom, jerked himself a couple times and blew his load across my stomach and up to my chest and neck. He was covered with sweat. I grabbed his cock and felt the last of his load ooze out onto my hand as his cock softened a bit. Chris leaned forward to kiss me. "You, stud, are a great fuck", Chris told me. "I want to do this again, just us, no cameras and cum inside you. Let's go take care of you now."
We headed to the shower, my hard cock leading the way. After the camera were set up outside the shower Chris sat down on the floor, pulled my hips toward his face and began sucking me off. I was so close to blowing from getting fucked for so long that I didn't last long. I came on his face, his head against the shower wall, one hand holding his head in place, the other bracing myself against the shower wall. With cum all over his face, Chris jacked me to get every last bit out of me.
I knelt down and kissed him. Some of my sticky cum transfered from his face to mine. We got up and clean off, finished the shower and dried off. The cameras were being moved back to the main set and we went in and got dressed. Paul came over and congratulated us. "You guys are done - great job. As far as I'm concerned you've fulfilled your obligations and I couldn't be happier."
And at that we pretty much decided to leave. As we about to walk out of the room I went back and grabbed a handful of condoms. Paul, Brian and both of the cameramen laughed and Paul told us to have a good evening. We hopped the boat back to the other side and just hung out together. I had an open return ticket and Chris had wheels. Paul had told us we could stay at the hotel a couple more nights if we wanted to just enjoy the city. We had dinner went back to the hotel. We went up to Chris' room and fucked each other. Then we showered and went down to the hotel bar for a few drinks. Then we went back up to Chris' room and fucked more. The next day brought wake up blowjobs, breakfast and then we went out to the Riverwalk to just hang. Paul had us over for a late lunch.
We got to see some of the video while we were there. The cameradudes had done a great job. I definitely noticed them but just ignored them and did what I was doing. Chris had more of a habit of looking at the camera, and we flipped him shit about it.
We went back over to the city side of the river with Paul for a cocktail. Then we excused ourselves. I think Paul wanted us to hang out with him longer, but that night would be our last one together and we didn't let it go to waste. We fucked and sucked until we couldn't get it up anymore. Honestly, I lost count at one point how many times I had cum or been cum in or on in those few days. What a great time.
The next morning we checked out of the hotel. Chris dropped me at the airport and I flew back home.
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I never did porn again, though I've considered it many times. It scares me. I'm afraid I could "lose myself" doing it. I've heard heavy alcohol and drug use is common and I can see myself falling into that. I think many of them too end up realizing at some point that the money really isn't that great and after they're played out and aren't the new hot guy anymore, they have to turn to something to make a living and if porn is a known part of their past, then jobs could be hard to find. I just didn't want to take the risk. Do I regret not doing it? Maybe a little. It would be cool to know thousands of guys have gotten off watching me and some other dude, or just me alone (which is probably the case anyway - stay tuned).
Oh, and as far as what happened to Chris...we kept in touch a bit for the few months following the shoot, then pretty much just lost track of each other. I did, while writing this, track him down and told him what I was doing. He has read the entire story on here now and I'm sure he'd tell everyone he said 'hi'.
TO YOU CHRIS: That was a ton of fun and I've enjoyed re-living every bit of it. You were a machine (well, we both were). Good times buddy - good luck man!!!
Later on that afternoon we shot the scene where Chris fucked me. We started the scene with our clothes on in the "bedroom" on the set. We started with making out and little by little took each other's clothes off. Of course we were both as hard as we could get with both the anticipation and the ways we were playing with each other's cock. Chris eventually got me on my knees and elbows on the bed and started licking my ass and then playing with inserting some fingers. After working my hole a while with fingers and occasionally playing with my cock, he told me he was going to fuck me every way possible.
Chris: "Ready stud?"
Me: "Uh huh....uhhhhhhhh"
He entered me the first time doggie style and fucked me good and slow. Eventually we flipped over with me on my back on the edge of the bed. He fucked me on my side on a large ottoman next to the bed. And I rode his cock while he layed on his back on the bed. I was dying to cum with so many different positions working me up more and more. There was a couple of times I almost did, but he sensed it and would stop and change position. Chris was good at topping.
Chris finally came after about 15 minutes while I was on my back on the edge of the bed. He pulled out, ripped off the condom, jerked himself a couple times and blew his load across my stomach and up to my chest and neck. He was covered with sweat. I grabbed his cock and felt the last of his load ooze out onto my hand as his cock softened a bit. Chris leaned forward to kiss me. "You, stud, are a great fuck", Chris told me. "I want to do this again, just us, no cameras and cum inside you. Let's go take care of you now."
We headed to the shower, my hard cock leading the way. After the camera were set up outside the shower Chris sat down on the floor, pulled my hips toward his face and began sucking me off. I was so close to blowing from getting fucked for so long that I didn't last long. I came on his face, his head against the shower wall, one hand holding his head in place, the other bracing myself against the shower wall. With cum all over his face, Chris jacked me to get every last bit out of me.
I knelt down and kissed him. Some of my sticky cum transfered from his face to mine. We got up and clean off, finished the shower and dried off. The cameras were being moved back to the main set and we went in and got dressed. Paul came over and congratulated us. "You guys are done - great job. As far as I'm concerned you've fulfilled your obligations and I couldn't be happier."
And at that we pretty much decided to leave. As we about to walk out of the room I went back and grabbed a handful of condoms. Paul, Brian and both of the cameramen laughed and Paul told us to have a good evening. We hopped the boat back to the other side and just hung out together. I had an open return ticket and Chris had wheels. Paul had told us we could stay at the hotel a couple more nights if we wanted to just enjoy the city. We had dinner went back to the hotel. We went up to Chris' room and fucked each other. Then we showered and went down to the hotel bar for a few drinks. Then we went back up to Chris' room and fucked more. The next day brought wake up blowjobs, breakfast and then we went out to the Riverwalk to just hang. Paul had us over for a late lunch.
We got to see some of the video while we were there. The cameradudes had done a great job. I definitely noticed them but just ignored them and did what I was doing. Chris had more of a habit of looking at the camera, and we flipped him shit about it.
We went back over to the city side of the river with Paul for a cocktail. Then we excused ourselves. I think Paul wanted us to hang out with him longer, but that night would be our last one together and we didn't let it go to waste. We fucked and sucked until we couldn't get it up anymore. Honestly, I lost count at one point how many times I had cum or been cum in or on in those few days. What a great time.
The next morning we checked out of the hotel. Chris dropped me at the airport and I flew back home.
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I never did porn again, though I've considered it many times. It scares me. I'm afraid I could "lose myself" doing it. I've heard heavy alcohol and drug use is common and I can see myself falling into that. I think many of them too end up realizing at some point that the money really isn't that great and after they're played out and aren't the new hot guy anymore, they have to turn to something to make a living and if porn is a known part of their past, then jobs could be hard to find. I just didn't want to take the risk. Do I regret not doing it? Maybe a little. It would be cool to know thousands of guys have gotten off watching me and some other dude, or just me alone (which is probably the case anyway - stay tuned).
Oh, and as far as what happened to Chris...we kept in touch a bit for the few months following the shoot, then pretty much just lost track of each other. I did, while writing this, track him down and told him what I was doing. He has read the entire story on here now and I'm sure he'd tell everyone he said 'hi'.
TO YOU CHRIS: That was a ton of fun and I've enjoyed re-living every bit of it. You were a machine (well, we both were). Good times buddy - good luck man!!!
I like the way you are presenting the story. Without all of the detail it would be too much just about sex, but you are the guy with the time constraints so it will have to be your decision.
Chapter 23
The rest of the summer was much like the prior one. I did a decent amount of stripping and once again worked at the same place I had the year before. The summer was largely uneventful. I hung out with some people from work and did some stuff with neighbors from time to time. Tim was in town too and had become my long term college friend and was a friend with benefits when the time came up for either of us. We still swam and lifted together throughout the summer and the school year. The school year was pretty rough. I tended to get agressive and take the tougher classes. I did well, but it took a lot of dedication. I graduated in the spring and took a job in Seattle. I was excited to move on with life, but at the same time felt what had become normal and exciting slip away.
The summer was great, starting a new job and all, but come fall I went through some new emotions. I ached (can't think of a better description) without school. I wanted to be back there. I envied the students going back to school. College is a small period in life where anything can happen, and you're there with other people in the same condition. There was a void there which I didn't know how to fill. I missed the variety of classes and different people. Eventually the void disappeared but those first few falls after college had that feeling.
My job was going well and I had made friends with neighbors in the apartment building I rented at. I decided in the fall to start doing some stripping again. I had kept in great shape over the summer, had a decent tan, and felt completely upfor it. I did some research and found a singing ******** type place like I had worked for in school. They hired me and immediately had some work for me to do. Although somehow I had some doubt, stripping is stripping and I fell right back into it. Over the course of several months I had become quite popular and was getting requested by people who had seem me strip at other parties. Eventually the door opened up to some nude gigs and I was all over it. Those made way more money than the clothing stuff, was a lot more fun, and sometimes they would happen outside of the company (moonlighting) so I could keep 100% of what I made.
About a year and a half after moving to Seattle I started to feel a little burned out on the stripping thing. I loved doing it, but the timing was all wrong. Problem is people don't hire strippers for parties at 5pm on a Tuesday or 10am on a Sunday - you know, times when I didn't want to be doing something else. They were at 9pm or 10pm on Thursday, Friday, or Saturday. I had made some good friends here, but too much of the time I couldn't do stuff with them because I had a gig, or I'd meet them up afterwards. I wasn't secretive about stripping, so they understood, but it began to be a bit of a drag. I started getting more selective about what gigs I'd take, tending towards the nude stuff which made better money. I also changed jobs, moving from a giant company to a small business where I felt like I made a bigger impact. It was an awesome company to work for.
I have to relate a story of one strip gig I did. As I said, I didn't hide from my friends that I was stripping, but I didn't exactly put it on my resume either. The company I worked for was about ten people and the owner tried to keep a family feel to the company. We would have some company social function every quarter so everyone would get to know each other a little bit outside work, meet the families, significant others, etc. I had taken a clothed gig (fortunately) which was a birthday party at an apartment complex community building. I was pretty much limiting myself to those or a sports bar for clothed gigs. Some other places people wanted strippers at (even just down to jeans) sometimes had a clientel who really wasn't interested in watching someone strip and I don't like making people uncomfortable. Anyway, I showed up, got the music set up and was just about to start when I saw her - my boss' wife! Our eyes met and her mouth dropped. The music started and I realized I better just start doing my thing. So I did. Did I avoid her? Not at all. She was there as a party goer and I was there to entertain. When I made my way around the room for tips or to have someone undo something she passed, but with a smile and slight shake of her head. Sometimes I'd be invited to hang around for a little while after stripping, an opportunity which often resulted in another gig and sometimes in a hookup. They invited me to stick around for a while and have something to drink. I got dressed and accepted a beer. She was really cool about it, but of course she had no idea. "You're very good at that," she told me to which I thanked her and she asked a bunch of questions about how long I had been doing it and so on. It was all cool, though a bit awkward. The party was on a Thursday night and the next morning was our weekly staff meeting.
I figured my boss would make some comment to me on the side, but he announced to the entire office crew that his wife came home from a birthday party the night before all horny because they had a male stripper there. Everyone was like "Wow, gee, thanks for sharing with us than your wife was all horny last night." I was sitting there silent, hoping he'd stop there and move on. Then he turned and thanked me for getting her turned on and that I must have been pretty good because she was all over him. I just sat there with a grin on my face as people slowly put two and two together and looked at me. Finally someone broke the silence to clarify things, "So Brant was the stripper at this birthday party your wife was at last night?" My boss turned to me, "Brant.....?" letting me answer the question. "Yea, I....uh....was there and uh.....was the....uh.....'entertainment'." I was laughing and smiling as I said it. So, the cat was out of the bag to the office crew, no biggie, but looking back it was pretty funny. He moved on with the meeting after that, having enjoyed seeing how I would react. I work for them to this day and love it.
Not too much after that I pretty much decided to hang up the g-string, so to speak. I still do some nude gigs from time to time. I found I missed regular showing off from stripping. The suggestion was made to me by someone that I should become a performer for websites and just strip on cam, doing shows on the internet. Duh...why not?
And the next chapter in my showing off began.
The rest of the summer was much like the prior one. I did a decent amount of stripping and once again worked at the same place I had the year before. The summer was largely uneventful. I hung out with some people from work and did some stuff with neighbors from time to time. Tim was in town too and had become my long term college friend and was a friend with benefits when the time came up for either of us. We still swam and lifted together throughout the summer and the school year. The school year was pretty rough. I tended to get agressive and take the tougher classes. I did well, but it took a lot of dedication. I graduated in the spring and took a job in Seattle. I was excited to move on with life, but at the same time felt what had become normal and exciting slip away.
The summer was great, starting a new job and all, but come fall I went through some new emotions. I ached (can't think of a better description) without school. I wanted to be back there. I envied the students going back to school. College is a small period in life where anything can happen, and you're there with other people in the same condition. There was a void there which I didn't know how to fill. I missed the variety of classes and different people. Eventually the void disappeared but those first few falls after college had that feeling.
My job was going well and I had made friends with neighbors in the apartment building I rented at. I decided in the fall to start doing some stripping again. I had kept in great shape over the summer, had a decent tan, and felt completely upfor it. I did some research and found a singing ******** type place like I had worked for in school. They hired me and immediately had some work for me to do. Although somehow I had some doubt, stripping is stripping and I fell right back into it. Over the course of several months I had become quite popular and was getting requested by people who had seem me strip at other parties. Eventually the door opened up to some nude gigs and I was all over it. Those made way more money than the clothing stuff, was a lot more fun, and sometimes they would happen outside of the company (moonlighting) so I could keep 100% of what I made.
About a year and a half after moving to Seattle I started to feel a little burned out on the stripping thing. I loved doing it, but the timing was all wrong. Problem is people don't hire strippers for parties at 5pm on a Tuesday or 10am on a Sunday - you know, times when I didn't want to be doing something else. They were at 9pm or 10pm on Thursday, Friday, or Saturday. I had made some good friends here, but too much of the time I couldn't do stuff with them because I had a gig, or I'd meet them up afterwards. I wasn't secretive about stripping, so they understood, but it began to be a bit of a drag. I started getting more selective about what gigs I'd take, tending towards the nude stuff which made better money. I also changed jobs, moving from a giant company to a small business where I felt like I made a bigger impact. It was an awesome company to work for.
I have to relate a story of one strip gig I did. As I said, I didn't hide from my friends that I was stripping, but I didn't exactly put it on my resume either. The company I worked for was about ten people and the owner tried to keep a family feel to the company. We would have some company social function every quarter so everyone would get to know each other a little bit outside work, meet the families, significant others, etc. I had taken a clothed gig (fortunately) which was a birthday party at an apartment complex community building. I was pretty much limiting myself to those or a sports bar for clothed gigs. Some other places people wanted strippers at (even just down to jeans) sometimes had a clientel who really wasn't interested in watching someone strip and I don't like making people uncomfortable. Anyway, I showed up, got the music set up and was just about to start when I saw her - my boss' wife! Our eyes met and her mouth dropped. The music started and I realized I better just start doing my thing. So I did. Did I avoid her? Not at all. She was there as a party goer and I was there to entertain. When I made my way around the room for tips or to have someone undo something she passed, but with a smile and slight shake of her head. Sometimes I'd be invited to hang around for a little while after stripping, an opportunity which often resulted in another gig and sometimes in a hookup. They invited me to stick around for a while and have something to drink. I got dressed and accepted a beer. She was really cool about it, but of course she had no idea. "You're very good at that," she told me to which I thanked her and she asked a bunch of questions about how long I had been doing it and so on. It was all cool, though a bit awkward. The party was on a Thursday night and the next morning was our weekly staff meeting.
I figured my boss would make some comment to me on the side, but he announced to the entire office crew that his wife came home from a birthday party the night before all horny because they had a male stripper there. Everyone was like "Wow, gee, thanks for sharing with us than your wife was all horny last night." I was sitting there silent, hoping he'd stop there and move on. Then he turned and thanked me for getting her turned on and that I must have been pretty good because she was all over him. I just sat there with a grin on my face as people slowly put two and two together and looked at me. Finally someone broke the silence to clarify things, "So Brant was the stripper at this birthday party your wife was at last night?" My boss turned to me, "Brant.....?" letting me answer the question. "Yea, I....uh....was there and uh.....was the....uh.....'entertainment'." I was laughing and smiling as I said it. So, the cat was out of the bag to the office crew, no biggie, but looking back it was pretty funny. He moved on with the meeting after that, having enjoyed seeing how I would react. I work for them to this day and love it.
Not too much after that I pretty much decided to hang up the g-string, so to speak. I still do some nude gigs from time to time. I found I missed regular showing off from stripping. The suggestion was made to me by someone that I should become a performer for websites and just strip on cam, doing shows on the internet. Duh...why not?
And the next chapter in my showing off began.