Casting Call

The following story is intended for adults over age 18 interested in male to male sexual fantasy. If that's not you, please read no further.

The following story depicts unprotected sex. As said, it's fantasy. You are reality. Practice safer sex.

All characters in this story are fictional with no resemblance to any real persons implied.

CASTING CALL by LenZelig@aol.com

Things weren't going well. Justin's first week as Assistant to the Producer and now his first crisis. He'd set up the appointments for Mr. Marks, but his boss was nowhere to be found with six actors waiting in the office. He was five minutes late and he didn't know what he could tell them. They were already getting restless and checking the clock.

Four of them had come from shooting in another part of the studio. The black, blue, white and red tights sure showed off their bodies. He was trying not to stare a them, but he had always been a fan and, close up, he could see that they were even better. The blue and white uniformed ones, he could never keep the names straight, seemed to have considerable equipment stuffed in their briefs, though none of the guys appeared small. Even the brothers, the other two actors for this call, were checking them out.

Well, he had to say something, Justin decided and stepped into the center of the waiting area. Just then a cell phone rang. All the guys fumbled for their phones, but it was his.

"Hello? Mr. Marks? Where are you?" he asked rapidly. He listened to the rapid response, trying to remember the instructions. Then, without warning, Mr. Marks finished and hung up.

"Mr. Marks is stuck in traffic. He wants me to take you to the set and explain your parts. He'll be along later and we'll run through a scene. If the chemistry works, we start rehearsals and shooting on location in two months."

I grabbed the key and showed them the way to the deserted sound stage Mr. Marks had set up for the audition. I was getting stiff just being around these hot guys. I hoped they didn't notice. I let them in and the door locked behind me. The stage was set up in a tropical scene. It looked pretty tacky. I think the last time it was used was for Gilligan's Island.

I filled the actors in. "The concept is that you were on a private plane with your parents when it crashed on a deserted island. They were killed and now you have to survive on your own. They didn't get off a distress call, so you don't know if you'll be rescued."

"Sort of like 'Lord of the Flies'," piped in the boy in the white tights.

"Well...The concept is more like 'The Blue Lagoon' without Brooke Shields," I admitted. "In the scene we set up, there is a fight between the group that wants to try to build a home on the island and those that want to build a boat. Of course, for the movie, we'll use a location in the South Pacific. There are some costumes for you off stage left."

They filed over and examined the costumes. They weren't much, just tatters of what were once supposed to be clothes. They were pros and we were alone, so they started changing. Great. One of the side benefits of this job, and reason why I took it, was to get closer to guys like this. As they started stripping, I tried to watch discretely.

The guy in white was the biggest, about 5'11'' and 165 lbs. As he got out of his tights, I saw that his muscles weren't a special effect. He had a great chest with muscular arms and a washboard stomach. He pierced me with a look from his brown eyes and I turned away.

The guy in the blue uniform was almost as big. Maybe an inch shorter and a dozen pounds lighter. The red one was the smallest, but they all had those tight defined bodies and, I knew from their publicity, that they were all expert martial artists. Even though I'm 6' and 220 lbs, with my own gym toned muscles and flat stomach, I wouldn't want to try and take them on; at least in a fight.

Now, the brothers were younger and smaller. As they removed their clothes I could see they were defined and muscular, but the big one was smaller than 'red' and the other was only 5'6" and couldn't have exceeded 120 lbs.

It was when those white tights were pushed down over the hips that I got a real surprise. He wasn't wearing anything under them and, when he pushed them down past his groin, I could see a thick tube of flesh. It kept going and going without any sign of the knob at the tip. It was over twice as long as my six and a half incher when it popped clear. It was soft, at least ten inches. He saw me looking and, this time, just smiled. My own dick was hard as a rock and I think he noticed.

They were all naked now and I could see that even the smallest, putting away his black tights, was bigger than me. The guy with the blue uniform and one of the brothers had easily over ten inches when they were hard.

"Hey Jason, how are you going to wear that costume?" said 'blue' pointing to the skimpy rag, little more than a loin cloth, laid out for the largest of the actors.

"About like you'll wear that, Dave," he retorted, tossing a pair of tattered cutoffs to his buddy. "Johnny, Steve, what do you have?" In reply they held up rags that, at one time, may have been pants. Steve had a piece of shirt too.

"Well, I think Andrew looks great," piped up one of the brothers, laughing. Andrew had torn cutoffs as well and about five inches of his cock and one large ball hung out the left side.

"Casey, if you were a big boy, you wouldn't think it so funny," his brother responded.

Casey had only the head and a inch of his smaller, but still impressive endowment showing. Steve had managed to tuck his away and Johnny just showed a hint of his uncut cock head, the only one in the group who was natural.

Now that they were all sort of dressed, they started to come toward me. My dick was like a steel bar in my pants and a couple of them were staring at it.

"What are you going to do about this," said Jason, who took a stroke on his huge manhood that was not even slightly covered by the loin cloth. It grew an inch and angled slightly upward toward me in response. "And, where's the producer," he continued, moving toward me.

"We...We'll fix the costumes," I stammered. "We didn't know you were all so big. And, Mr. Marks should be here any minute."

My cell phone rang and I grabbed it like it was my salvation. What I heard caused my little remaining confidence to evaporate.

"Mr. Marks has had a small accident on the freeway. He's OK, but won't make the appointment today. He told me to reschedule for tomorrow and make sure you were taken care of for your wasted time," I announced with all the authority I could muster.

"Oh, you'll take care of us," stated Jason stepping forward as I was grabbed by David and Steve and forced to my knees in front of him.

Jason took a couple more strokes on his tool and it stiffened quickly, expanding to incredible size. It must have been over a foot long and not yet fully hard. The loin cloth was just a scrap of fabric draped over the base of the thing. I looked at the prominent veins that crisscrossed its surface, now pulsing with blood as they fed the monster.

The knob on it was the biggest I'd seen and he pushed it against my lips. Steve put a hand on the back of my neck and forced me down on it. My lips opened to accept it and Jason kept it coming until it filled my mouth and pushed back to my throat. It kept growing from the massage my lips, tongue and mouth were giving it. The huge head plugged my throat and I gagged and tried to back off for breath.

"No you don't," Jason screamed as he pushed Steve off and gripped my head with both his hands. "You'll take it all." He speared my throat again and again, trying to gain access. It was swallow it or choke. I managed it somehow and he shoved that tool straight down my gullet. I felt it rubbing my Adam's Apple from the inside, it was so far down my throat.

As Jason started stroking himself through me, and, by his moans, really enjoying himself, David and Steve pulled off my shirt and the pushed my pants to my knees. My own erection was sticking straight up.

I felt somebody push my legs apart and kneel behind me. When I felt a huge cock head split my glutes, I knew I was in for it. My fucker leaned over my shoulder so I could see who was about to rape my ass. It was Andy. He leaned back, grabbed me by both shoulders and shoved the whole thing in with one mighty stroke. I tried to scream, but fourteen inches of cock down my throat turned it into a muffled "oomph."

Casey wasn't going to let his brother have all the fun, so he scooted on his belly through Jason's strong legs and gobbled down my stiff dick. He'd had plenty of practice and he was spreading pleasure through me. I knew it wasn't as big as his brother's, but he seemed to be having fun.

By now I was getting used to Andy up my guts and he started a slow fuck stroke. The pleasure from my ass was added to that from my dick and throat. They were starting to drive me into a sexual frenzy.

The other guys were eager to get in on the action. David had at least a foot of cock sticking out of his loose cutoffs. The material of the leg was pushed up around the base of his smooth shaft. He just stepped behind Jason, tore off the loin cloth, and shoved up his friend's butt in one powerful stroke. I felt Jason's dick in my throat react to the violent penetration. I could tell this was not the first time for either of them.

Johnny now had about four inches sticking out below his leg opening. His foreskin had partially retracted from his cock head, revealing a tip bright red from the hot blood flowing to it. He just ripped his costume off with a swipe of his hand. It tore away as if it were paper and his shaft snapped up to slap his flat stomach. He 'only' had about seven inches, but it was ready for action, already dripping precum. Johnny decided to kneel between David's legs to service Casey's tender ass. A quick motion ripped the seam of Casey's cutoffs from waist to crotch, providing easy access and, a few second later, he was buried to his balls. He undulated his hips in a practiced fuck motion and Casey was pushing his ass up to meet each of his thrusts.

But, the fuck wasn't enough for Johnny. He took advantage of his position below David and Jason to lick at the juncture of the two powerful studs. On the way in his saliva would lubricate David's entry and, on the way out, he would get his reward, tasty juices from deep within his powerful buddy.

That only left Steve unaccounted for. I couldn't see him and clearly, with my head transfixed by Jason's shaft, I couldn't turn to look for him. However, when I felt Andy buck in my gut, I figured that Steve had found a receptive spot.

Now all seven of us were going at it hot and heavy. I was in heaven. I had fantasized about some of these guys before and would have thought myself lucky if my new job gave me an opportunity with one or two of them.

Andy's ten and a half inches was really plowing my ass. It wasn't the biggest I'd had, but with its rigid shaft and huge head, he was fucking me as violently as I'd ever had. My dick was leaking precum steadily which his brother suctioned greedily, sliding up and down on me until his cute nose was buried in my pubic hair. Under normal circumstances, I would be moaning uncontrollably from the pleasure, but with Jason down my throat all I could do was gasp for breath and emit a few grunts.

Jason was clearly in control of our little group. He seemed to love fucking and being fucked, as hard and violently as possible. My throat had never been stretched so wide. I could feel a shudder of ecstasy run through him every time David bottomed out with his twelve and a half inches. He'd pull me to him at the same time David thrust inward. My head was pulled even further forward because he would flex his hips back to meet David. At the end of the long stroke, I'd hear David's groin slapping Jason's butt as Jason mashed my face in his curly pubic hairs and his big balls would bump my chin. He smelled great; even better since they were all a bit sweaty from a day's work on their TV set.

I knew I wouldn't last long with this much stimulation, but it was a groan from Steve that triggered everyone else. He started unloading up Andy's tight hole, pushing in to the max as he did. This pushed Andy into me and I felt his dick go wild in my guts. The first spurt was like liquid fire. It was a huge eruption. There was a second, third and fourth, after which I lost track because my whole body was shaking as I unloaded my own seed down Casey's throat.

My spasms pushed Jason over the edge. I felt his dick throb in my mouth and I could feel his first load race down the long tube of flesh and spray my gullet. At this point I didn't have to worry about swallowing his cum since he was so deep, but I hoped he'd pull out a little and give me a taste of his man seed. He must of read my mind, because he did. With his twitching knob in my mouth, I had to swallow for all I was worth to keep up with the flow, but I got my wish. He was both sweet and tart, but I love the taste of cum.

Now that I wasn't mashed to Jason's body, I could see that both David and Johnny were cumming too. Jason's orgasm must have triggered David, who had already cum so much in his ass that it was spilling out. Johnny was trying to lap up the leakage, but most of it was dripping on his face and running down his neck and smooth chest. Not to be outdone, Johnny was dropping his own copious load in Casey's small ass. As the smallest guy here, he couldn't handle it all in his tight guts, so some was leaking out and running down his ass crack and balls as Johnny kept spurting. When Casey would buck his hips, I could see steaks of cum shoot out from beneath him, announcing his own sexual release.

It was an incredible experience. Time seemed to pass in slow motion, like a Western I once saw where the action in a gunfight took minutes, with each detail displayed. It was like that. I remember each twitch, each spurt, each taste and each sound. I don't know how long it was, it seemed forever and it was as close to heaven as I'll get on Earth.

That mystical glow gradually faded. Andy softened and slipped from my butt with a low pop. I felt some of his cum leak out my ass and drip onto my balls. My shots got less and less and finally stopped. Casey took a last run along my shaft to catch any residue, pulled off and smiled at me. Just a couple drops of my white spunk showed at the corners of his lips. He licked it up. David pulled out of Jason still going strong. He shot a couple bursts in Johnny's hair before he ran out of juice. The white cum contrasted starkly with the black hair. Johnny stayed in Casey's ass, even though he had stopped shooting. He leaned over Casey's back and Casey twisted his head for a deep kiss. I saw a couple of cum coated tongues darting between them as they shared our tastes.

Even Jason's orgasm slowly faded. I caught the final gob on my tongue, then pressed the tip into his piss slit to dig out the last drop. As I lovingly cleaned the shaft that still half filled my mouth, I felt his tool, which had never gotten really soft, swell with renewed hardness. He pushed it down my throat as deep as before and took a couple of long strokes to complete his rejuvenation. Finally, holding me to his groin, he pushed me onto my back while he kneeled to straddle my chest.

"Are you ready to get fucked?" he asked while pulling out until only his huge cock head was in my lips. It was at least fourteen inches, longer and thicker than anything I'd taken before.

"Mmph," I mumbled consent while looking up at his deep brown eyes in submission. Someone stripped me out of my pants and shoes. He popped his dick from my mouth. It leaped up to a bit above horizontal. A drop of my saliva fell from the knob and hit me on my cheek. He pressed to his feet, towering above me.

Casey and Andrew each held one of my legs and bent me double, exposing and upturning my ass. David slipped behind me and went to work on my ass. First, he cleaned up Andy's spilled spunk, and then, he probed my ass hole with his tongue. I was already nicely loose from my first fuck, so he was able to push his tongue in real deep and flick it around. In no time my ass was wiggling from pleasure.

"Johnny, why don't you start off," suggested Jason. "We'll work up to me."

Johnny's seven incher was more than ready, but he took a couple of quick strokes to retract the foreskin before replacing David behind me. He had a smooth dick with just a little texture. It went through me like a knife through butter since I was well prepared. I concentrated on squeezing my ass to increase the friction. In a few minutes, Johnny was moaning and building to his climax. He shot a good sized load into my guts. I could feel the jets splash off the walls of my intestines.

When he pulled out, Steve stepped up, plunging in to the balls before my ass could snap closed. Steve was just a bit longer and thicker, but his pole was stiff like an iron bar inside me. Each time he pushed in, it felt like he were rearranging my guts.

By this time my own six and a half inches were hard again and dripping precum onto my abs. Johnny spotted this and thoughtfully moved in to ensure that my precious bodily fluids did not go to waste. In a flash I was being sucked by his expert mouth.

When Steve added his lubrication to my guts. David quickly replaced him. He stabbed me with his entire twelve and a half inches in one stroke. As he plunged in, the heavy loads of cum already inside were forced ahead of him. Some sprayed out at high pressure as it escaped the seal my clutching ring of muscle made with his smooth piston. I cried out in pain as he finished his penetration, his long tool reamed out untouched territory.

Steve held me by the knees as he plowed me hard and fast, undulating his hips for long smooth strokes. Now that Steve was holding me, the brothers were free to pursue their own pleasure. Casey fed me his stiff eight and a half inches from the left side of my mouth while his brother inserted his rigid ten and a half inches from the right. I could still taste my ass juices on Andy's tool. I sucked them eagerly. Initially, they took turns spearing my throat. First one would push in, then the other. But, a few times, they pushed in together. That really packed me; I'd never had that done to me before.

Meanwhile, David was working up a real sweat. My pain had vanished quickly and I savored a delightful feeling as he moved through me. His longer size and almost three inch thickness was stimulating my prostate on every stroke. I recognized the signs of my impending explosion.

As my balls pumped their fiery contents into Johnny's waiting mouth, my orgasmic spasms pushed David over the brink. His first spurt struck my intestines like a punch in the guts. There was a second and a third; then more. My head spun. Somehow I registered that my mouth was being flooded with cum. I tried to swallow, but couldn't. There was always something blocking my throat. I gagged and fought for breath. Suddenly the obstruction was gone and I could swallow and breathe.

The next thing I remember is David asking if I were all right and everyone looking worried. I had passed out for a minute. My face was wet. I licked at some of it. It was cum. I could feel David still in my ass, but no longer fully hard. He pulled out slowly and my ass felt really, really empty. I could see that David was covered in sweat, with his blond hair wet and little beads running down his washboard abs.

Jason moved in position. His fourteen inches were as hard as ever. The huge head at the end of that thick shaft was an dark red color. I'd never had anything quite that big in me before and, even with the warm-up, I was concerned.

The brothers could see it on my face. They started caressing me with their hands, trying to calm me down. They were sort of rubbing the cum that coated my face and I would try and suck at any finger that came near my mouth. They got the idea and pretty soon they shifted to wiping up the juice and letting me clean it off their digits.

I almost forgot about Jason until I felt his thickness spread my ass cheeks. He applied a firm pressure to my abused opening. It dilated to allow about half of his flaring knob inside before stretching to its limit. He was not going to be denied. He backed off a fraction and shoved in harder. My ass ring yielded, slowly, painfully. He was in a little deeper. He tried again and got a bit further. And again. Again. And again. I gritted my teeth and tried to relax my ass muscles.

He tried once more, even harder. There was a searing pain and my ass ring snapped behind his flanged cock head. He was in. I let out a deep breath.

Jason didn't give me any time to recover. He pushed in several inches. My sensitized sphincter felt every vein and bump as he progressed inward. When he pushed past my prostate, I really went wild. I'd never before had such pressure on my most sensitive spot.

Johnny, still sucking my dick, shifted into a sixty nine position to hold me down better and feed me his dick as a pacifier. If I got too frenzied, he would press his pubes against my mouth to try and settle me down. To tell the truth, Johnny could have tried to shove the whole State of California in my mouth and I wouldn't have noticed. My whole being was concentrated on what was happening in my guts.

I had thought David stuffed me. Jason was incredible. I could feel him plowing inward, way deep inside. The past cum was great lubrication, but all the excess, it felt like a gallon, was pushed ahead of the shaft adding to the pressure. My guts were spasming all along his length. This only stimulated him to pump me harder. As he got deeper, I felt his shaft push against my abs from within. I no longer had a flat stomach as he caused me to bulge out.

When Jason was almost in, he hit a barrier where my gut tightened. He had gone where no man had gone before. He wasn't going to be stopped short of the goal. With a final shove, he forced the last inches. I felt his large, firm balls nestle into my ass crack.

Jason held still to let me get used to his domination of my ass, as earlier he dominated my mouth. Even though I was bigger than any of the others in the room and even had fifty five pounds of muscle on Jason, it was their exceptional endowments that assured them of command of the situation. I realized that I would do anything they demanded to ensure they would service my hungry ass and mouth again and again.

Jason started with short slow strokes. I felt no pain, only the most intense pleasure. But, slow and easy wasn't Jason's style. He quickly built until he was doing whole length strokes like a runaway pile driver. That felt even better! My whole insides were stirred as never before. I closed my eyes, locked my mouth on Johnny's sweet dick and concentrated on the feelings coursing through my body.

Jason picked up the pace even further. He shouted for David to fuck him. I felt the tempo change as David started to rip into Jason's ass. Stimulated front and back, Jason was pushed over the brink. I felt a insistent throbbing begin deep within me. My whole body reverberated to its beat. I felt the cum race down the tube and erupt in the heart of my soul. At the same time, I squirted a much smaller offering in Johnny's waiting mouth and received his in return. We matched jet for jet for a solid minute before the flow diminished. Even them our cocks spasmed dry for a minute longer before a satisfied peace descended on us. We collapsed in a pile of spent humanity.

As I rested, I soon realized we were no longer alone. A young man waited, watching from about ten feet away. When he saw I was looking at him, he stepped closer. I disentangled myself from the pile. When I stood up, Jason's still formidable dick pulled from my ass. Cum poured down my leg as I seemed to be having some trouble adjusting to Jason's absence.

"I'm...," started the newcomer.

"I know," I interrupted. "I saw you in the Olympics. When you took off your shirt, I creamed in my pants."

"I had a five o'clock with Mr. Marks to discuss future projects," he explained in an Eastern European accent. "The secretary was just leaving and gave me the key to come over here."

"Mr. Marks had an accident and can't make it today. I'm sorry. I forgot. I should have called you to cancel," I tried to explain. "We were here for an audition and sort of lost track of time."

"If you don't mind, I'd like to join you...so the trip isn't a total waste," he added while removing his shirt, revealing his smooth defined chest, washboard abs and tight gymnast body. He stepped out of his shoes and pulled down his trousers. An eight inch uncut cock burst free to stand straight up near his navel. The foreskin was already retracted and the smooth red head glistened with precum. He had probably been watching for a while.

He guided me to my back and raised my legs to his muscular shoulders. This was my favorite fuck position. I barely felt him when he pushed into my sloppy hole. I concentrated on adjusting to his much smaller size. I had some success, but I was still so open that it wasn't up to my normal standards.

"I have an idea. Wrap your legs around my waist," he suggested. "Now hold onto my neck. He rocked back on his knees and stood up, carrying my weight easily. I settled firmly on his impaling shaft. He took a short leap up and grabbed a horizontal pipe used to support lights.

I held on for all I was worth as he piked his legs to start a swing, incidentally shoving his tool against my sweet spot. The swing built. When we went over the top, I involuntarily clenched every muscle, finally giving him the needed friction. I would sort of slip off at the top and, at the bottom, the added force of gravity would shove me back down.

After a half dozen giant swings, he started to release his load. He took a last swing and let go the bar. The world spun for me as he did a somersault before landing cleanly on the stage. The impact of landing forced me against him so hard that both his balls popped into my resilient ass. That stimulated him to gush forth anew, while I spayed his sexy torso with some of my seed. In the back of my mind, I heard the other boys cheering.

When I recovered, I kissed him deeply. I lowered my legs to the floor and relaxed my death grip on his thick neck. It was straddling his crotch because I still had that dick and balls wedged into my ass. But, Alexei snapped his hips down and away and plopped out.

"Guys, I'm done. You stretched me so wide, you'd need a telephone pole to fuck me now. Let's call it a day," I suggested.

"Wait. I have an idea for a finale," insisted Johnny, who huddled with his costars. When they broke, Jason and David sat down and scooted together so their dicks stood straight up, side by side. They leaned back, their legs intertwined. Johnny massaged their poles bring them to their full glory. Then, he and Steve lay down, perpendicular to the first pair, forming a cross on the stage and positioning their own seven plus inch contributions along the juncture of the other two.

"Now. Sit on this," Johnny ordered. I moved to obey.

I planted myself with one leg on each side of the assembly and slowly lowered my ass. The others were watching and stroking their own meat.

I touched Jason first and pressed down to let him slip inside. He was as big as my ass remembered. Just as his large knob got in, I felt the tip of David start to demand admission. I reached below me to hold his shaft against Jason's and eased down on it. I felt expanded like never before, but got him inside.

It was almost five inches to the next hurdle. I lowered myself slowly, savoring the feeling of two huge men inside me. Before I reached Steve, the first pair mashed into my prostate. The tremendous pressure on this sensitive spot brought me off immediately.

As I was cumming, Alexei hopped up on my shoulders. His weight and my exhaustion, buckled my legs and I collapsed, taking the rest of the manmeat in one fell swoop. As I opened my mouth to scream, Alexei shoved in his dick and flooded my throat with his juice. I could feel four powerful hoses streaming in my guts as I sprayed wildly into the air.

I awoke. I was sprawled on the stage. The other boys had almost finished dressing. Someone had shoved half of an undershirt up my ass to stanch the leakage. My ass was sore, but happy.

"Same time tomorrow?" asked Jason. I nodded weakly and they walked off.