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The actor was young, a boy of 19 perhaps. It was a hot afternoon in LA and I'd been invited by a client to his home to talk and for a swim. The client's latest screenplay was interesting but not outstanding. I'd made some notes on it and was prepared to offer my advice.
I drove up into the hills of Los Angeles with the top of the rented car down. The client's home was in an isolated cul de sac surrounded by high hedges. I parked and walked towards the sound of music from the rear of the house. After opening the gate I was faced with quite a sight. There were about twenty naked men around the pool. Some Hispanic boys were serving drinks. These boy waiters were wearing skimpy loincloths that left little to the imagination. The crowd was a mixed group, some older and some apparently young military men. I was dressed, or rather overdressed in shorts and a button down shirt. I stood there staring at the male flesh on display with my hard cock tenting the shorts.
My client spotted me and quickly moved over to me followed by a young waiter with a tray of drinks. He kissed my cheek, handing me a fruity drink. He dismissed the waiter and guided me to a nearby table which was unoccupied. We spent an hour going over his screenplay making changes. He called out "Paul, come here. There's someone you should meet." I looked up to see the young Greek god smiling as he walked towards us. As he was our host was called away by one of the military guys who was standing with an older gentleman.
I correctly assumed that Paul was a wouldbe actor, new in town. I began by asking about his life, his career hopes, his experiences. His answers convinced me that he was poorly educated but with some high ambitions. He was typical of the breed- a nice body, a pretty face. His intellectual assets were wanting. But in a place noted for its casting couch ethics he just might succeed to a degree. As we talked some of the waiters brought more drinks over. Our host made his way to the table insisting that I was overdressed for the party. Paul took the hint moving over to remove my shorts and shirt. Now I was undressed like the others there, naked. Paul and the waiter were instructed to take me on a tour of the tri-level house.
Inside was the expected lack of taste in decor. But many of the spaces were occupied by young men catering to the needs of older men, whatever they needed at the moment. At the highest level was a room overlooking the pool party. It could only be described as a sex pit. I was sure that I recognized it as the scene of a number of porn films. Lights shown down on an oval, large bed. My two escorts fell onto the bed fondling each other while smiling up at me. Paul held out an arm saying "Come on, join us. I can show you some of my best acting skills." I glanced down at his monster cock as he grabbed it offering it to the waiter. I heard a whirring sound and knew that somewhere in the room a camera was working filming the room.
Not being one to look a gift horse in the cock, sort of. I moved down between the two men. At this point I was able to assess the finer qualities of the bed's other occupants. The Hispanic waiter's uncut cock was nestled in a mound of trimmed pubic hair. I could see the tip of his brown cock with a clear drop. Paul was no small guy either. Nestled in his trimmed, blond pubes was a hard cock that any horse would be proud of. It had to be all of nine, thick inches of cut tanned meat. My own hard, pink seven inches was standing at full attention. I could not decide on which one of them I wanted to fuck first. I lay there between them as they massaged my body beginning at my shoulders. When they reached my nipples each one began to lick and suck on them at the same time. As they sucked their hands moved down to my stiff cock teasing it with light touches.
Paul and the waiter each grabbed a leg as they licked on my scrotum. My legs were pulled back, fully opening my ass for the benefit of the unseen camera. I yelled out in bliss for someone or both to please fuck me, fill me with their juices! I no longer cared about the screenplay. I was a horny man in dire need of dick, any dick.
Unknown to me, this entire scene was being broadcast to the party outside. Men were so inspired that each one sought the closest hard cock to savor. It was a closed circuit sex show with the audience fully enjoying my defilement. I didn't care at first, Paul, then the waiter both forced their hard cocks into my man pussy at the same time, Yes, the pain was intense as they worked on my poor body. But also there was an intense feeling of pleasure knowing that both were taking their pleasure using my body. Not that I was not feeling pleasure myself. Their combined efforts brought me over the edge repeatedly. I lost count of how many times I shot loads. It was all a blur. I was totally surrendering myself to them both. At the same time my mind wondered how many other men would want to take their pleasure in my pussy filling me with their seed.
Both of my fuckers managed somehow to shoot their last gift at the same time screaming their total satisfaction. We fell over on the bed to the sounds of applause and wolf whistles from our unseen audience. Paul took us to the nearby, all glass shower where we were on full display for all to see. I looked down at the party to see men in various groupings going at it. We had inspired them to throw away their own inhibitions.
Needless to say, a whole new set of filmings were open to me. Paul and I were stars of the pink screen productions. Of course, I still maintained my own career consulting with potential screenwriters. In the great Hollywood tradition, I did move up to writing for a number of Oscar winning films. I hosted my own pool parties which were notorious among certain sets of people.