MOVIE STAR I
Show me a graduate student who couldn't use a few bucks in his pocket. So when I saw an ad in the newspaper from a local movie producer who was looking for a young good looking subject for a film I figured what the hell, maybe I was conceited but it was worth a try. The assistant producer interviewed me and it became apparent his business was porn films. "Well, you look OK dressed, so get naked and see if the looks go skin deep." I had been on the swim teams in high school and college and kept at for exercise after graduation and figured I could pass. "So far so good. So how long is that pecker hard?" He asked. I told him I hadn't measured it in years but it was a tad over nine inches then. "So are you gay or straight?" I told him gay, but I'd never had sex with a girl and I was sort of curious. "Last question, do you dribble, gush or squirt?" I told him usually about two feet.
"I'm going to have Tim jack you off in front of the camera. If it's useable you will be paid for the performance. All you need to do is reply to any questions Tim asks and to tell him what you're feeling as you approach orgasm. Got it?" He asked, and I nodded assent. "He'll be with you in a few minutes."
It was more like twenty minutes. Tim was a little guy, about seven inches shorter than my 6'1" and cute as a bug with a mile wide grin and a six inch boner pointing up to the ceiling. "Welcome Dan, you've won the prize and I'm here to jack you off as payment." Looking at his woody I was instantly hard. The cameraman arrived, wanted me to stand while Tim sat in a chair in front of me. The camera was held in a profile view and the camera man said, "OK, we're ready to roll."
Tim: "Lovely cock, I'm going to enjoy this almost as much as you will." He began by fondling my balls. "So, how long has it been since you unloaded that monster?" I thought for a minute and told him three days and I was plenty ready to do it again. "Tell me what feels best because every schlong has different likes." I told him everything felt good but my knob was the most sensitive part and I preferred a light touch rather than a vigorous hard whacking. He kept playing with my 'nads and began to stroke my dick. In a minute precum began to ooze from my piss slit and Tim used a finger tip to wipe it off and his tongue to clean the finger. "Nice. I wonder if I'll taste boner juice that isn't delicious. I told him so far I'd never been disappointed either. He had brought a tube of lube with him, squeezed some on my member and began to slowly stroke my whole dick from tip to root.
"Oh yeah, that's a very nice feeling. I'm glad you're in no hurry 'cause I'd like this to last awhile," I said. He apparently enjoyed it too because now his tool was now dripping Cowper's preejaculatory fluid. I bent over and used a fingertip to harvest said juice and it was delicious. "Yummy. It tastes sort of fruity," I said. He replied that maybe it was because he was a vegetarian. Then I wondered if his cum was fruity too. I told him to stay away from my cockhead if he wanted this to last 'cause that's the most sensitive. After a couple of minutes he began to concentrate on my glans.
"Damn, that's terrific, but I'm getting there..." I said, and he lightened and slowed his motion. "Close now, oh man that feels so good!" So he began to just tickle the underside of my knob. "Come on, let me CUM! I'm just....o,o,oh,OH, OH GOD, I'M...CUMMING!" My boner jumped off his finger and began to jerk and squirt. The jets travelled a couple of feet and landed on Tim's legs. The second spurt went about three feet and plastered his woody. Six more shots before my member ceased it's fusillade. "Sheesh, you must have really needed to unload," Tim said. "I'll show this to the boss and he'll call you, probably this afternoon."
The call came the next morning: "Quite a performance," he said, "You're hired. I have mailed a contract for you to sign and a check for $210. That's eleven minutes of film @ $10 per minute and your monthly check of $100 for as long as you remain under contract. If future performances warrant you may expect the numbers to improve. Can you be at the studio Wednesday afternoon at four? I replied in the affirmative. Well, this was looking like a nifty part time job!
Same photographer but the target for my cock was a nice looking chick about my age, mid twenties, who introduced herself as Nel. When I got her clothes off my eyes popped. This chick had a dick! And a very nice one, even soft. She undressed me and I was already hard.
Now the photographer, Dick, a good name because he was naked now and he was damn near as hung as I. "OK, here's the drill, no pun intended, Nel lies on her side, you screw her and when you're ready to unload she rolls over on her back and you cum on her belly. Now Nel was hard too and what a tool! About eight inches with an oversized head and pointing almost straight up. Dick handed her a rubber, she rolled it on my boner and then picked up a tube of lube and greased me up. Now, be kind because I've never taken a penis that size before," Nel said. She lay on her side, I lay on mine in back of her and put my cockhead on her rosebud. Dick was in front of her and already the camera was rolling. It took increasing pressure to pop me in, but once in I was able to slide in balls to the wall.
I was in heaven. Her sphincter was tight on my boner and every stroke was high sensation. "Oh Dan, go slow. You feel so good in my pussy I want this to last 'till midnight," Nel said.
"Me too," I said, But you feel so good on my cock I feel the same way. Your 'pussy' has a heavenly grip on me." I'd lost track of time and had no idea of how long it was before my cock began to get supersensitive and the pressure behind my balls started to build. "Rats, I won't last much longer," I moaned. She pulled her hips forward, my dick popped out and she rolled over on her back. I straddled her legs and she began to very slowly stroke my shaft. "Close now, I'm getting close..."
TO BE CONTINUED