PRESS JUNKET 2 by Jorge Alvarez
Damn! I'm live on Anal Sex Radio interviewing a gay pornstar and I had no clue... Fucking Jan, he caught me in a trap asking me to do this job for him. You're gonna love it, he said... Fucking faggot!What am I going to do? I need the money. Well, I'll just play it straight and try not to make a total fool of myself.
"Hi. I'm Wim. Good morning, Mr. Grossao. It's evening back home in Amsterdam but here in balmy L.A. it's a wonderful sunny morning. So let's start by asking Mr. Grossao..."
The announcer from Anal Sex Radio cuts in.
"Sorry for interrupting, Wim, but two things first. Please call him Grossao, drop the formality. And let our audience there get comfortable: everybody naked!"
What?! Including myself? And Grossao? All the studs in the room get their clothes off in an instant. I'm embarassed and take much longer, why everyone else chuckles. Grossao keeps only a thong hiding his considerable basket.
I cross my legs to hide my erection. Why am I hard in a room full of gay men? I notice that my son Piet is also rock hard, but he's not hiding his dick, large and thick, just as my own. And what's worse, Nys, the gay soundman, is sucking my son's cock!
Other guys in the audience are making out, some are sucking each other's dicks and some are even taking it up the ass. It's an all-male orgy, with grunts and groans as the background for my interview with Grossao.
"Well, Grossao, now I guess we can go straight to the point..."
I get heckles from the audience. The word straight is not very popular with these guys...
"Gentlemen, please! Grossao, now tell us the storyline of your new movie..."
"Well Wim, I think you're gonna love it. Your son adores it, we had a little preview in my room last night..."
I stare at Piet in disbelief. My boy blushes violently and whispers:
"Sorry dad, I couldn't resist his dick. It's truly awesome, you should see it..."
What! So this so-called pornstar dared to fuck my own son! I'm seething with rage but I control myself. I need the money, I have to get though with the interview. But later he'll see, I'll get even with Grossao!
"Go on, please... I have no idea what your film is about..."
"It's about straight men who love to be fucked up the ass... They don't know it, at first, but I help them to bring out that deeply concealed part of their personalities. In the film I'm the coach of a soccer team in Holland, where most of the guys here in the audience play. It's an interracial team, as you can see. They're all straight to begin with, but one by one they're converted to the cult of Grossao..."
"The cult of Grossao? Is that a new church?"
"It's funny that you asked that. It's the same question that another character asks me in the film's climax. He's a Dutch journalist, conducting an interview with me, and he's curious about the cult of Grossao".
"What a coincidence. So, will you tell me?"
"Yes, but first you have to meet Grossao himself..."
"I thought that was you..."
"Yes, but that's also the name of my dick. Come closer, I want to introduce you two".
I have to confess that I'm more than a little curious to see what all this hoopla is about. What his dick has that turned even my own son's head.
The voice of the presenter from Amsterdam echoes in the room.
"Wim, dear, could you do our listening public the favor of checking on Grossao's tool? They're dying to know if it's really as big as it looks in his films, or if it's just special effects. Wy don't you pull his thong down and put all our doubts to rest?"
I approach Grossao gingerly. Should I do this? I don't seem to have an option. The audience is now cheering me, urging me to pull out the black pornstar's cock. I stand up and my own dick springs up, revealing that I have an erection. I get a big hand from the audience and my face turns red with embarassment. My son Piet is one of the most enthusiastic guys, egging me on to strip Grossao's thong.
I crouch beside the giant black stud, who raises his hips to ease my task. I pull on the skimpy bikini and it simply comes out in my hand, as it was kept in place just with velcro. A gigantic black cobra jumps on my face, slapping me hard. I open my mouth in desbelief and the huge head spits precum on my hanging tongue. He has christened me!
I spit out the bittersweet tasting honey, horrified that I'm actually loving its taste... The audience roars with laughing. I sit back in my chair, my eyes fixed, hypnotized by the humongous cock now standing up in front of me.
I clear my throat and try to overcome my confusion.
"Well, dear listeners, it's really awesome. I mean, enormous. I don't know how big, but it's truly immense. And what's more, it's thick, thicker than my arm, a giant club of a black dick. If I was gay I would be going down on it right now. But Thank God I'm straight as an arrow..."
"That can be taken care of, you know? I've never met a straight guy that I wanted, who didn't bow to Grossao's power..."
"How pretentious can you be?!... Just because you have a giant dick you think all men will surrender to you? In your dreams! The world is not gay, Mr. Grossao, and you may have subdued my son, my you won't conquer me!"
"Those are fighting words, Wim! I like that... I love men who fight for their virginity, buttwise. That makes me so much more horny... Now go on, ask me more... This interview is not over..."
"Well, tell me how you go about convincing a straight guy to let you fuck him..."
"You really want to know? Then let's pretend we just met in some normal circumstances. Like..."
"In an interview. I'm a journalist and you are the coach of a soccer team and I came to interview you".
"OK, let's stand up. Let's say our supposed interview is over and I invite you to take a shower with me. Come this way, dear reporter".
"Thank you. I really need that shower, I'm all sweaty... So let's pretend here's the stall. Could you hand me the soap, please, coach?"
"Here it is... Oh, you dropped it. Now please pick it up".
"So I bend over to pick the soap. Where is it... I have my back to you. You're caressing my backside. It feels good. You're rubbing your big finger on my anus. That's fantastic. And I still can't find that soap. God what are you doing? Let me go! You're grabbing my hips with so much force! Ouch! What's that pain in my ass? What are you doing?!"
Jorge Alvarez grossao13@hotmail.com