A PORN BOY'S LIFE By Chipster
DISCLAIMER AND LEGAL STUFF: If it's illegal to read stories involving adults and youths involved in sexual acts together, then don't read this. If you're underage, don't get caught reading this, either. If you don't approve of gay sex, don't read this. If there's anyone left after everyone else drops out, read this story.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a story told to me over several chat sessions by the young man in the story. I'll leave it to you to decide if it's true or not. All I will say is that I've been able to verify enough of what I've been told that I don't doubt any of it.
I'm writing this story in the first person, as him, from his own words wherever possible, although names and locations have been changed. I will only tell you that his real name is Kent...
CHAPTER 7 - SETTING UP BUSINESS
I finally decided I was going to get out of the business and settle down, so I came back home to recuperate from my injuries in Las Vegas and get ready for school. Nobody at home knew exactly what had happened to me. A kind police investigator (read that gay) had put in his report that I had been the victim of a brutal mugging and that's what I told family and friends. Because of my injuries, I wasn't able to get right back on the swim team, but I did try to slowly get back into a weight training program, to help me regain my strength, if nothing else. Fortunately the scars healed well and they're almost invisible unless you look hard for them.
Tom came back with me, and he decided to get more involved in photography and video work. Since the college was only about a 30 minute drive from our hometown, Tom got Don to let him open the store back up and Tom started doing portraits and weddings on weekends, and since video taping wedding had become more popular, I helped him out on occasions. I also took a part-time job as a club DJ near the campus and that's how I met my wife.
One night, this absolutely gorgeous girl came up to the DJ booth and asked me if I'd play some Creed for her. Now I've seen a lot of beautiful women through my time in the porn business, but this girl was something special. She had a stunning figure, but she was more like the girl next door than any of the women I had ever worked with. I told her sure, I'd play some CCR and that I thought Creedence Clearwater was a great band. She looked at me like I was some kind of ignorant dolt, which I probably was, and explained to me that Creed was a band she liked. I told her I didn't have anything by that group and she matter-of-factly said she'd be back the next night and expected me to have some then.
I turned to a guy who was in the booth with me and asked him if he'd ever seen such a bitch. He just shook his head. The next night, I had the latest CD from Creed and was ready for her.
To make the story simple, we hit it off that night. During my break, we had a drink and got to know each other a little better. We started dating and we both realized that we were making a once in a lifetime connection.
After we'd been dating for a few weeks, we decided to delve into each other's past, and she admitted that she was bisexual and had been involved with both boys and girls back in high school. She told me about a time when she'd had sex with both the football quarterback and the head cheerleader on the same day, but not at the same time. She also admitted that she enjoyed an occasional fling with another woman, but eventually she wanted to end up married, settled down with the right man, and have children.
By this time, I'd convinced myself that my days in porn were over, and that I was looking for the same thing she was, so I opened up and told her about part of my past life. I guess I was really surprised at her response. Rather than being angry or upset, she said it was OK with her, that she'd had a past life, too, and that we could get along together fine. She said she loved me, and that was all that mattered to her. I confessed my love for her, too, and a few months later we were engaged.
I got through my sophomore and junior years of college easily. I got back on the swim team, and worked out regularly. I kept out of the business, although Don occasionally got involved in the orgies, and he always gave me a full report when he got back from a weekend event. As I approached my senior year in College, my living arrangements changed. I moved in with Donna. We got married just before school started that year.
Shortly before our wedding, I confessed everything to Donna. I told her about all of the orgies, the photo shoots, the videos, my summer in Las Vegas, everything. I also told her about my fling with Shaggy. She told me that it was all right with her, because she wanted an open marriage and didn't know how to approach the subject with me. She told me that she loved me, but she wanted a different kind of sex that I couldn't provide and she'd been thinking about my past and believed that sooner or later I'd want to try it again, too. She was right on the money. We agreed that as long as each of us knew what the other one was doing, we could make a marriage work.
We spent our honeymoon on a cruise in the Caribbean, where we fucked like rabbits. I'm sure we came out of the cabin, but it wasn't for long. We enjoyed the pleasures of each other's bodies and fell in love with each other over and over again during that week on the ship.
Since I had to do some student teaching as part of my Physical Education major, I was sent to a small high school not too far from my hometown. In fact, it was the school where Scooby had gone, and I met his 18-year-old little brother, who was a senior at the time. Everyone called him Shaggy, primarily because of his older brother's nickname, but also because of his dirty blond hair that was always shaggy-looking.
That school had a swim team, and I was asked to supervise the swim team as part of my internship. Shaggy was on the team and I got to know him very well. If I didn't believe I was completely off of porn sex, I would have recruited him. He had a body very similar to the way mine was when I was that age, and a cock that he had a hard time keeping in his Speedos. One afternoon after practice, when the rest of the team had cleared out, Shaggy asked me if I knew his brother. Hesitating for a minute, I answered him honestly. I was shocked at what he told me next. He said that he was gay and that his brother had told him that we had done stuff together when he was in high school. At that moment, I could have killed Scooby if he'd been there. I told him to have his brother give me a call and we'd discuss this later.
That night, Scooby called. I hadn't talked to him since the previous spring and we took a few minutes to get each other up to speed. He was living with Mike now. Then he brought up the subject of Shaggy.
Scooby said that he hoped I could help Shaggy come to grips with his feelings. Since I was student teaching at the school, he didn't expect me to take his brother to bed, but hoped I could at least steer him in the direction of someone who could show him the ropes. I told them that I was out of it (or so I thought), but I'd do what I could for Shaggy.
The next day, I wound up in bed with Shaggy.
I'm not really sure how it happened. After swim practice, I was going to walk Shaggy home and talk to him a little, but we wound up at the small apartment where I was staying. We got involved in a long, rambling conversation about gay lifestyles, then he managed to get it turned around to what his brother and I had done when we were his age. Next thing I know, he's naked and laying on my bed and I'm pulling my clothes off while sucking his cock. I was thinking between my legs instead of with my head.
We wound up spending a couple of hours together two or three times a week and I taught him quite a bit in the couple of months or so we met, to the point where Scooby called and asked me if I could set Shaggy up on an orgy. I made a few phone calls and within a couple of days, I was helping Shaggy make arrangements to go to that hotbed of sex, Dayton, Ohio. Scooby and Mike provided cover, driving him to a drop point in Cincinnati where he was taken to the orgy. I saw him at school the next Monday and he looked horrible. Exhausted, worn out and no sleep, but he was bubbling over with stuff he had to tell me. We met at my apartment that night and he told me everything that had happened. We didn't screw around that night because he was too sore and after what he'd told me about the event, I could understand why.
It was a gay event with mostly kids his age and a little younger, but there were a few adults who'd paid to be there and even a couple of women who wanted the challenge of getting a gay boy into bed. There were about 30 people there in all and he thinks he may have screwed or been screwed by every one of them, including the two women.
A couple of weeks later, shortly before I was supposed to end my student teaching, I found out that there was a very sexually active circle of teens in the school and somehow managed to get Shaggy steered into it. The next weekend, Donna and I put our marriage to a test. I told Donna about Shaggy and she suggested that we have some fun. She invited an old girlfriend to spend the weekend and suggested that I have either Tom or Shaggy join me, too.
We had an old-fashioned four-way. While the boys primarily stayed in bed with the boys, we did swap around some. I got to know her girlfriend really well and Donna took Shaggy into her bed long enough for the two of them to fuck a couple of times that weekend.
Shaggy wound up going to the University that fall and was on the swim team with me. I know he was part of some of those late night weight-lifting meetings I had tried so hard to avoid. He also started hanging out with Don and even though Shaggy had a room in one of the dorms, they wound up living together in Don's apartment.
I graduated with my degree in Physical Education and got my teaching certificate, but I was persuaded to go into Physical Therapy by my Swim Coach. He told me that there was a real need for good therapists, especially at the school, and that if I would get a Masters Degree, he could guarantee me a job with the school. The possibility of a good job was hard to turn down.
While I was getting my Masters, I took a paid position as the coach of the high school swim team in my hometown. During the time I'd been gone, the community had built an aquatics center at the high school and the school had started a swim team. I would be their first "full-time" coach. It was also a move that got me back into the kiddy porn business.
Donna had received an offer to teach at the University High School, so we decided to keep an apartment in town and I'd commute to handle the coaching. After we'd been practicing together for a couple of months, we had an opportunity to take some of the kids to a weekend swimming clinic in Indianapolis. One of the team mothers offered to go along to chaperone the girls, and since there were only two boys going, I was to watch over them.
At the end of the first afternoon, we got settled into the hotel. The girls were on a different floor and the two boys I was staying with were brothers, aged 15 and 16. Cody is the older of the two, Thomas the younger. I was going out for dinner and they said they were tired and asked if it would be all right for them to stay in the room and order a pizza. I didn't see anything wrong with that, so I left. There was a crowd at the T-G-I-Friday's where the girls wanted to go, so we got on the waiting list. After I'd been there about twenty minutes, I realized that I had forgotten my wallet, and I went back to the hotel. When I walked in the door, I found Thomas giving Cody a blowjob on the bed. Once again I thought with my cock and not my brain. I locked the door and immediately joined them. I later found out they are stepbrothers and had started fucking each other a couple of years earlier.
Even though I told the two boys this was a one-time happening, they managed to keep talking me into bed with them. Donna knew all about them and even watched us in bed together a few times, although she didn't join us.
At about the same time, Don approached me with the idea of starting a new group. He and Shaggy were interested in finding some kids to work with. I admitted to Don that my old "itch" was starting to come back, too. I told Cody and Thomas all about what I had done at their ages and they thought it sounded fun and were willing to join in. I did make two conditions. First, except for Cody and Thomas, none of our group members could be on the swim team. (Parents of swim team kids tend to be really close and I didn't want to risk getting caught.) And two, we won't sell tape of any of the stuff the younger kids do. With the law cracking down on child porn, it's safer that way. I also won't have sex with any member of the group under 18, at least not on camera.
Our new group was forming. This time we were starting with a core group of boys and we all realized that we'd need some female members if we wanted to make it like the old gang.
Cody had been dating a girl name Marissa and she had actually done a three-way with Cody and Thomas. Cody suggested that we restart my group from earlier years with them and Marissa, so we made our first trip to The Farm. I made up some excuse to get the boys out there, and they invited her to come along with the idea that they could sneak away and she could have sex with Thomas and Cody in the Barn. Tom had put in some booths with two-way mirrors in the Barn so he and I hid in there with cameras and shot a couple of hours of tape with them. Marissa turned out to be a really god fuck. When we were ready to leave, the boys confronted her with the tape and more or less blackmailed her into joining them, although they already knew she would be more than willing, even without the tape.
Marissa had a couple of friends she coaxed out to the Farm and their "auditions" were always pretty much the same. The first time at the farm, the new kids would screw around with Marissa, Thomas and Cody, but never see the cameras. Then we would watch the tapes and talk about the new kid the next day. We had several kids out for some fun; a few we asked to join us, some we rejected. Most of the ones rejected never even knew they were being considered.
The core group finally wound up being Shaggy, Tom and me as the adults, Marissa, who's now 18, and Jodi as the girls, and Thomas (17), Cody (18) and Jacob (16) as the boys. Jodi is 17, and hot to spread her legs. She also sucks dick like a vacuum cleaner and the guys said she can go down on them for hours. Cody is our master cocksman, 8-1/2 inches and he knows how to use it. Thomas is only about 4-inches, but puts it to good use. The girls like to fuck him a lot. Jacob is our group troublemaker. A couple of months after we got started, Jacob turned homophobe. He wanted no part of boy-boy sex and threatened to blow the whistle on us. We shot some special videotape of Cody and Thomas fucking, then edited in some tape with Jacob screwing Jodi to make it look like Jacob was shoving his cock up Cody's ass. When we threatened to show that tape to everyone, he quieted down. A month or so later, Jacob even let Cody fuck him. But we keep a close eye on him anyway.
Several other kids come and go with the group, too. We have a couple of kids who travel almost a hundred miles to join us sometimes. One of them is the star wrestler of his high school team, an 18-year-old kid who's still a senior. The kids at his school think he's a shy, introverted guy, but at our parties he gets wild. He's also one of the guys I like to fuck with. We've made a couple of videos together and I've done three ways with him and Cody in front of the camera.
The kids don't like doing orgies the way we used to. We've offered them all a chance to participate in a few events, but they prefer to stay together as a group. When I put on an orgy, the older kids are welcome to join in, but the younger ones help by staying behind the two-way mirrors and run the camera.
Yes, we sell the tapes, but only of the kids 18 and older. I have a guy in California who buys the raw tapes from me at $2,000-$5,000 a shot, depending on what he likes. As part of the deal, he gets the original tapes and we don't keep copies.
As for the tapes we shoot of the younger kids, they're in a safe place where only Tom and I can get to them, and there they'll stay. We're very protective of our group.
The kids really show a flair for creativity, too. One weekend, they decided that they wanted to play with paint-on latex. I'd never seen the stuff before, but I had ordered some for them. It's like paint, but when it dries, it makes a very tight rubberize suit. I watched them as they painted each other with it. Then they all got on the Barn's stage and started kissing and petting. When the action hit, they started to peal off the latex in the right places; the guys with the their hadrons exposed and the girls showing their pussies and tits. The guys ate out the girls, the girls blew the guys, and then they all fucked each other, covering the latex with cum. It was all very sexy.
After the kids all cleaned up, everyone but Cody and Thomas left. They knew my birthday was coming up and decided to give me a present. They sat me down in front of the stage and went to town with each other, giving me a show to watch. Eventually they got me on the stage and the three of us fucked for most of the evening, probably more than three hours, cumming and cumming and cumming. It was one of the best birthday presents I ever had and the tape we made that day is one of my favorites.
My wife Donna has worked with the girls some. She's given them a few pointers on the art of lesbian sex and the girls love to spend time with her, but recently Donna has pulled away somewhat, mostly because her teaching job has her tied up. She and I are spending more time alone together, working on having a baby.
This weekend, we're staging an orgy. I'll tell you about it next chance I get.
NEXT: ORGY AT THE FARM
You can reach the author and/or relay messages to Kent at chipster071053@yahoo.com