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Lots of young guys wanting to receive my loads and thankfully many willing to pound my old hairy ass and leave their cum inside where I love it.

I'm 64, and you can pound one into me anytime. You can call me whatever you like.

I was surprised to get the call from the Marina staff. The sailboat had been in the water for three weeks but I couldn't use her because of Covid restrictions. I couldn't even put her mast up. But, then the surprise call. "Mr. C, we are bringing people in one boat at a time to crane on the masts. After such a long wait we want you to be able to use your boat A.S.A.P. when the restrictions are lifted. " I cleared my calendar, pulled on kawki shorts commando and a cut down T. Deep cut v-neck and sleavless deep cut arms. Finally we had nice enough weather to be as close to naked as decency aloud. A 30ish tall slim dark haired man and a handsome early twenties red head assisted me hoisting the mast into place and securing it. The redhead stayed on board, accompanied me back to the slip and helped me tie her in place. With the boat safely secured I dug out my wallet and tried to hand the redhead two crisp new twenty dollar bills. Pulling his shirt over his head he revealed nicely developed freckled shoulders, a well defined lightly haired chest and six pack. He declined my tip and with a seductive wink said; "I had something else in mind Mr. C." Up to that moment I hadn't noticed any hint of sexual flirting. In my surprise I stared back in total silence. He could be all of 24 and I'm a 64 year old hairy otter in decent shape but no gym bunny. I did not see the next words coming from this younge god; "I want to fuck you, that's tip enough." With no more warning he pulled my shirt over my head . I finally stammered something about 'now ' 'here ' and he nodded. I'd had my first Covid shot three weeks prior so thought; 'why the fuck not?' We no sooner hoped down into the cabin and he had my shorts around my ankles and my growing cock in his mouth. Every now and then he would look up it seemed seeking my approval. My soft moans of pleasure told him everything he needed. His hands started messaging my butt cheeks and before long a finger was toying with my hole. He looked up into my face once again and I nodded. The first finger penetrated me. I was grateful for 'PURE'. I hadn't specifically cleaned out for this but chances were good I was pretty clean up there. He stood, removed the rest of his clothes and revealed a thick eight inch beauty surrounded by a short cropped fiery red bush. I just had long enough to take this all in before he spun me around and bent me over the bed in the bow of the boat. He was soon eating out my ass and giving me the most delightful tongue fuck. Every now and then he took a break from my hole and sucked the head of my now engorged cock. Clearly he was not worried about getting back to work as this went on for the next ten minutes. When he stood and teased my hole with his naked cock head I expected him to retrieve a condom from his shorts. He didn't and soon his raw cock head had penetrated my hole. When I pulled away and turned around he looked surprised and apologized. I assured him there was no need, I just needed to be able to watch. I laid down on my back, hoisted my legs and left my ass easily accessible over the edge of the bed. A broad smile crossed his face and he stepped forward to once again tease my ass with his naked cock. "Do you want this Mr. C?" "You fuckin bet I do." "You want it bareback naughty Mr. C?" "Uh hun", as I nodded my head. "You want my young raw cock in your eager hairy hole Mr. C?" "Shut the fuck up and do me already!" His big mushroom head penetrated my ass and he slowly and gently fucked into me little by little. I watched as his thick boner disappeared a quarter to a half inch with each thrust. I just kept breathing deeply reminding myself to relax into the pain. When he was submerged four inches it was as if my ass sucked in the rest of him balls deep and the sharp pain subsided. He leaned forward and planted a deep passionate kiss on my mouth. Our tongues danced for a few moments before he pulled off, returned to a steady fuck and asked me; "Is this the way you like it Mr. C?" All I could manage in response were moans of pleasure. I was glad there were no other boaters around. I hoped the pedestrians on the boardwalk couldn't hear me and dismissed the thought when his pace and intensity increased. Soon his body was giving that delightful 'thwack, thwack, thwack' as he pounded into my ass. I didn't want this to ever stop as I felt the sweat drip from his body and his red hair wick sweat into his eyes. He just kept smiling and offering sweaty kisses from time to time. Too soon I could see the signs he was getting close and he informed me; "I'm just going to assume you want my big load inside ... argh... argh ... to late to protest ...fuckin loading your hole Mr. C." He was in so deep I couldn't feel the hot cum I knew was flooding my guts. His whole body and cock convulsed for a long time. Again I didn't want it to stop. He eventually collapsed on top of me and our sweat mixed as our heavy breathing slowly subsided. He eventually lifted himself, looked me in the eye and smiled; "Now that's a decent tip Mr. C. I know your hungry ass enjoyed it as much as I did." "You're fuckin right young man! Fuckin A!" He slipped off me quickly sucking at my hole. He returned to passionately kiss me again. He tasted as sweet as nectar. When he broke the kiss he directed me; "Stay right where you are. My work mate will be here any minute to receive his tip. Or is he giving it? Maybe both knowing that fucker." With that he slipped on his shorts and disappeared.

Blood brothers by mutual chest wound ... fuckin hot. Accepting toxic blood slam, shooting my load!

The volunteer that had almost been the first to penetrate me bareback took me home that night to minister to my wounds. The pain that disappeared when I took my 1st load up the ass had returned two fold. Therefore I turned down the volunteer's offer at first but he persisted and promised he had the best remedy for my torn up ass. It turned out his healing balm was his tongue and lips. As soon as we got to his place we stripped and went directly to his bedroom. He had me kneel on his bed and lean forward with my head on the bed. With my tender ass so easily exposed he proceeded ever so gently to kiss and tongue message my outer ring. This went on for so long and was so relaxing I actually fell asleep. I quickly began to dream that I was getting fucked. I awoke to the realization I was actually finally impaled on the volunteer's hard naked dick. The pain was back, but it's mixture with the pleasure of his raw cock transformed this into one of the hottest erotic experiences of my life. He was fucking me ever so gently. Over time the longing sensation in my ass grew and I grabbed his hips and smashed him into me. He didn't get the message so I did it again with even more force. His pistonning picked up speed and force and soon his breathing signaled he was close. I begged; "Cum in my ass." When he did all the pain once again disappeared. The sloshy fullness in my gut grew. 'My purpose' resonated over and over in my brain like a Gregorian Chant. He immediately went down on my ass sucking out some of his own cum. Flipping around he fed me some with a kiss and instructed me; "Don't swallow. Use that to lube my ass." I had him lubed and impaled balls deep before you could say 'Sam's my uncle.' He was clearly ready and kept squeezing his ass ring milking my inexperienced cock. Inexperienced being in a man's ass that is. It was not long and I was pumping a massive load into him. When he eventually pulled off he asked; "So what do you think of my cure?" "Pretty fuckin fantastic bud! Pretty fuckin fantastic!" The entire cast and crew were delighted with the final cut of the film edit. It even took a few awards at some of the most edgy Art House Film Festivals. As expected some outlets wouldn't even consider showing our short. The reviews were completely mixed. Some saying it was the best film about sex since 'Last Tango in Paris'. Others proclaiming it nothing but vaguely disguised trashy gay porn. Many of my professional circle felt it was my best work yet. They applauded my courage, audacity and boldness. My agent dropped me telling me she'd never be able to get work for me again. My girlfriend hated me and didn't even wait to the end of the screening to walk out and never speak to me again. My costar's wife loved my work and invited me to their next swinger sex party. She was sure to remind me that because of her husband's actions it would be a bareback party. Although she loved the intensity of the film she looked forward to watching her husband breed me more tenderly. I was interviewed by every entertainment magazine and talk show going. Everyone wanted me to talk about the decision to branch from straight to bareback gay sex. I even surprised myself with the comfort and explicitness of my responses. I was totally ready to let the chips fall where they may. Professional I didn't fare badly at all. Some projects from the Art House community were directed to me. Understandably any including unsimulated sex were offered to me. I loved doing sex on film so agreed to all those ones. A couple of gay porn studios made offers. I decided; 'Why the fuck not?'. I took any that were bareback scenes, especially the orgies. The most lucrative proposition my bold venture gleaned was an ongoing role in a European Soap Opera. I would regularly appear fucking and being fucked. Nothing was [banned word] including my character being barebacked and bred regularly. Penetration shots were the norm for this TV program. My fan base loved seeing cum leaking from my ass. The soap opera commitment required a move to Barcelona. I kept the Uber driver's number. On my first trip back home I was sure to send him a text with my hotel and room number. When he arrived I was prepped and naked with my ass hanging over the edge of the bed. Just like when he had left me the night before the filming of my first raw gay sex. He undressed and shoved into me quickly. His first load was a pump and dump. The second through sixth loads that weekend were a mix of gentle and rough rounds. I'd never see him again, but I was sure he knew how grateful I was for his encouragement of my branching out.

When I arrived on set the next day the director, my co-star and I huddled to hash through and finalize our game plan for the last scene. I was asked if my offer still stood. Would I let them film me having my straight ass fucked bareback? I assured them it's what I felt the film needed for artistic integrity. I was all in! The co-star assured us he had given this a lot of thought. He'd even talked with his wife about it. They were swingers and she had certainly seen him fuck men, just never bareback and certainly never on film. She wasn't really comfortable with the idea but he had to make up his own mind. However; if he did go ahead with it she would not bother with protection with her next hookup. In fact there next swinger party would follow on his choice. If he was gonna cross that line he needed to be prepared for her to as well. No he didn't want to cross the line for this film. Was there someone who could be filmed penetrating me bareback and he would wear a condom to reshoot the fucking scene unsimulated. The crew were surveyed and three cocks were willing. They were compared for size and shape with my co-stars. A close enough though much smaller hard dick was established. It belonged to a gay guy who had not recently been tested so the director was very displeased. I can't say I was pleased either, but I'd had the Uber driver's leaking cock head playing at my hole the night before. I'd never asked him a thing. I wrote out a release in long hand, signed it, and gave it to the director. In hindsight I was being naive, but this was all something I'd never thought I'd have to figure out. We decided to get the penetration scene out of the way first. The volunteer and I got naked and climbed on the bed. We were given as long as we needed to get in the mood and 'complete the act '. The volunteer was very good looking and well built. It was not hard for me to get turned on. He was a very exciting and accomplished sex partner. I began to wish we could do the entire scene together. They wanted to be ready for the penetrative moment so cameras were rolling the entire make out session. I was so enthralled and seduced by the volunteer, so into the sex, that I tuned out all the people and cameras in the room. Having been fully rimmed eaten out and opened up I began to beg the volunteer; "Do it. Fuck me now. Stick that beautiful naked cock up my hairy ass. " Lining up he called out; "Yeah man, I'm so gonna pop your fuckin straight virgin ass ...." "STOP! Stop!"; it was my co-star. All eyes were now on him and like mine they were angry. The director shouted with rage; "What the fuck! This was going so well. Why'd you open your fuckin mouth?" As my co-star was ripping off his clothes and moving toward the bed he shouted; " 'Cause I gotta do this. This is my scene. I gotta be the one popping his fuckin cherry ass. Let me in there. Get the fuck out of my way. " He pushed the surprise stricken volunteer off the bed, hoarked on his erection and instructed the cameras to keep rolling. The director nodded agreement and called action. When he knew the closup camera was on he hoarked on himself again as we angrily held eye contact. I gave a small determined nod and he plunged deep into my vulnerable ass. I felt like I was being ripped in two. I feared I would black out with the pain. "You god damn fuckin ass hole! You're gonna kill me!" My anger just spurred his rage. He fuckin tore into my ass with a vengeance cursing a blue streak; "You fuckin wanted this all along. You think you're bloody straight?! You wanted my God damn raw cock up your hairy ass the moment you first saw me. Tell the fuckin truth. You've been fuckin cock teasing me the last hour just to get more fuckin cash outta me. I bet tonnes ah guys have bred this hole. Virgin? My ass!" All this as he brutally pounded into my guts. By now I was uncontrollably weeping in anger and fear. Through my sobs I managed to croak; "You fuckin bastard ... I .... I ... never ..." An evil look came over his angry face; "Good. That makes this worth every penny I spent for your sorry ass. You'll never forget this night. You'll never forget me breakin you in. You'll never forget sellin me your soul. Here comes my load faggot!" Suddenly all pain disappeared. I could feel his hot cum blasting into my guts. He collapsed on me and just kept convulsing. Strangely I knew by the end of those last four minutes that I had indeed made the right decision. My crying had stopped and I felt a deep inner peace like I had never known before.

The Uber driver slowly pulled his polo shirt over his head. He bent and passionately kissed me. As he stood kicking off his shoes he said; "Something tells me you've never done this before. I mean I picked you up at a straight bar and clearly the bartender knew you well." As he slipped out of his pants; "What's this all about?" So I shifted to one side, adjusted the pillows for backrests, and patted the bed inviting him to sit. I was beginning to sober up a little and started to tell this mostly naked man in my bed all about the film. I also told him more about my life than I had ever told a stranger. He listened with great patience and from time to time eased me out of a piece of clothing. There was always another unhurried passionate kiss before or after these acts of assistance. I finally excused myself to take a leak. I came back to find him totally naked sitting against the headboard stroking a beautiful seven inch erection. I slipped out of my underwear, climbed on the bed and wordlessly took his cock in my mouth. He moaned his pleasure and said; "Holy fuck man, you've learned fast for a straight guy. " I just pushed on down 'til he was balls deep. As I methodically worked the length of his cock with my mouth and throat he began to finger message my ass ring. I purred my approval around his tool. He started sucking on his finger before penetrating my hole with it. First one, then two, then three; he was opening me up. I finally pulled my mouth off his cock and crawled up on all fours to present my ass. He crouched in behind giving me a delicious rimming and tongue fucking. He spit what seemed like a gallon of phlegm into my hole. Then he helped me lie on my back with my ass over the side of the bed. He held my legs up and apart as he stepped between and lined up his naked cock with my hole. "If this is going to be your first time we need to do it right. I need to see your face. And I need to be able to kiss you. " Kiss me he did as I felt pressure build on my hole. Then he eased off and teased my crack and hole with the head of his cock and asked me one more time; "Are you sure this is what you want? I mean clearly you want to be fucked, and fucked raw. But do you want it now with me? Or do you really want your first time immortalized on film. And not just an amateur sex tape but in this Art house film you are so fucking passionate about? I think you want to wait 'til tomorrow." "Fuck ... fuck ... I do man! I want your beautiful cock in me so bad right now my ass is aching. And you are right. I want the first time for the film, for a notch in my professional performance belt. Fuck ... damn ... God damn! ... But it's not fair to you. " I grabbed his cock and teased my own hole. "How can I make you stop now? We are so fuckin close. All you need to do is slide on in. " He pulled his whole body away from me and looked me squarely in the eye; "I'⁸m giving you one last chance to end this here and now. Otherwise I'm popping your virgin cherry ass. Believe me, if this raw cock gets in you it doesn't come out 'til I've planted my load. I need a simple yes or no answer." And he moved back in to plant his raw cock head on my hole. I firmly held his gaze. I took three deep breaths. I was ready to say 'yes, do me' but what came out was; "No. No. Not tonight. .... fuck .... sorry ... I need it on film. Dare I ask you to wait 'til after tomorrow. I so want you to fuck me man. " He pulled away, got off the bed and started collecting his clothes. He pulled on his pants commando and his shoes without socks. He found pen and paper on my dresser and scratched something on it. As he started toward the door he hesitated and turned; "I don't trust myself to kiss you right now so I'm leaving. Use that number when you are ready and waiting for me right where you are now so we can continue exactly where we left off. Break a leg tomorrow. Or should I say let that lucky bastard break your virgin ass." And he was gone.

All the best finding who you want and need.

I knew doing the scene over with unsimulated bareback sex had been my idea. However, at the end of a tiring day; brainstorming, arguing and shooting entirely new edgy dialogue; I was having more than second thoughts. As I thought about what the next days shoot could entail I was freaking out. I needed rest. I needed to clear my head. I needed to talk this craziness through with someone I could trust to just listen without judgment. Someone who could help me unpack all the pros and cons of having taken on this off the wall short film. Why was I so committed to making the sex part of the story as real as possible when it had the potential of putting me so at risk on so many levels. I knew I couldn't talk it through with my actual girlfriend just as surely as my character couldn't talk the bareback proposition through with his. I realized I had not even mentioned this film project to my girl. She hated giving me blowjobs. How could I tell her I was not only giving them but loving bringing guys off and relishing the taste of their cum. I wanted to be able to talk to her but knew I couldn't. My best buddy was a committed barebacker. He wouldn't judge me. Problem was he might be to enthusiastic about encouraging me. No. I needed someone totally neutral if that was possible toward the stigmatized topic of bareback sex. I had been to a talk therapist in the past, but knew I couldn't get a session before the next day. I decided to stop into my favorite bar on my walk home. A double scotch on the rocks would help me take the edge off my harsh, self critical disturbing thoughts. Sam is a great bartender. Not only does he know his booze, he knows how to make his customers feel welcome and relaxed. He also reads people very well and without being intrusive knows the right timing and questions to open them up to talk through their struggles. Sam knows me very well. I'd frequented his bar stools many, many times. He'd seen me when I was celebrating great film reviews. He'd nursed me through painfully torturous break-ups. He was brilliant at discerning just the right amount of intoxication to act as a truth serum in any dilemma or life struggle. Even knowing all this about him it had not occurred to me he was the listener I needed. I only awoke to this realization when I was half way through my second double scotch on the rocks. Like a benevolent scorpion; "You seem really preoccupied today. Is there anything you need to talk through?" Precise timing on his part. A crucial question asked not a moment to soon or a split second to late. He listened to me and perfectly mirrored back my thoughts and indecision for the next three hours. All the while taking care of his other customers and a finely tuned liquor control management of our levels of lubrication. I was amazed to hear myself process the quandary I had gotten myself into. I was astounded at how much it revealed about deeply shadowed parts of my being. Threads of thoughts led back into my earliest childhood. Even though I was working through something that only hours ago had me deeply disturbed and on edge I now felt wrapped in a safe warm quilt that had been stitched together by wise and loving hands. Sam asked for my phone and ordered an Uber to get me home safely. I had not resolved my choice to bareback or not, but I did feel ready to sleep. Sam must have given the driver specific instructions because instead of waiting in his car out front he came in and spoke with Sam. Sam politely asked for my wallet, took out two fresh twenties and gave them to the Uber driver. "Please don't just drop him at his address. Make sure he gets perpendicular safely." The Uber driver smiled his understanding and assurance. I must have fallen asleep on the drive because the next thing I remember was being assisted up the front stairs of my walkup. I was helped with my keys and guided to my bed. He assisted me in removing my shoes and I collapsed fully clothed on top of the covers. The Uber driver retrieved a blanket from the foot of my bed and tenderly spread it over me. Before he turned to leave he gently kissed me on the forehead. I took hold of his hand, pulled him into me and planted a passionate kiss on his lips. He returned the passion for a few moments, pulled away and crouched so he could look me directly in the eyes with tender care. "You're pretty drunk bud. I don't think you know what you are doing here. " "I'm quite sure I don't and that's just the edge I choose to live on. Get out of those clothes and fuck me."

I'm very committed to my acting craft and prefer to do thural research. Before filming was scheduled to start I got a gay buddy to take me to a bathhouse. I knew I was going to have to give a bj on set. Even though I'd given two impromptu in auditions I wanted some practice. They called that part of the bathhouse 'the slurp ramp' and I got lots of practice on a half dozen cocks of various sizes and shapes. I found I quite enjoyed sucking down another four loads. My buddy was very enthusiastic about showing me around. I was amazed at how many guys we saw getting fucked bareback out in the open. In fact I didn't see a condom all night. I watched as my buddy took three raw cocks up his ass, two in his room, one in a playroom swing. As we were leaving he told me he was heading home with five loads absorbing into his gut! As I was sucking one guy on the slurp ramp I felt hands start to spread my ass cheeks. Next I felt breath being blown on my ass hole. Soon a tongue was rimming my hole before it started to probe inside. It felt utterly fantastic. When the guy stood and pushed his raw cockhead against my hole I was very tempted to let him continue but thanked him for pleasuring my ass and politely declined the fuck. The first day of filming was pretty mundane as we shot the scenes to set up the story line. My character was a financially strapped student talking his girlfriend into agreeing he would strip at a gay club to supplement their income. She was adamantly against it at first but reluctantly relents. The second day of shooting was the most fun. A crowd of guys were brought on set to cheer on my first strip performance. Unlike my audition I was asked to start the dance comically. I acted very unselfconscious and shy, even reluctant to take off my shirt. By the time my pants were coming off I tripped on the pant leg. The audience didn't care. They went wild with each article of clothing that hit the floor. When down to my jock strap I moved into the crowd as they slipped small bills into my waist band. Many sneaking a peek inside. As I was about to head back stage the crowd chanted; "All the way! Take it all off!" Back on stage I played with my now hard cock in my jock as I danced. Every now and then my cock head teasingly peeked out over the waist band. Finally with the drunken demanding cries of the crowd I stepped out of the jock completely. I proudly danced with my hardon bobbing happily for everyone to enjoy. As we watched the dailies a couple of the crowd suggested they should suck my dick as I move about the crowd. The director likes this idea and commits to taking those shots to start the next day. Day three begins with the suggestion from the end of day two. The next scene shot I'm naked and hard prancing on stage. I jump back into the crowd to retrieve a hundred dollar bill from my handsome older co-star. As I pull him onto the stage the crowd is chanting; "Suck him off." Reluctantly I fished out his cock and tentatively took it in my mouth. With the crowds encouraging demands his full eight inches was soon nudging my tonsils. He grabbed hold of my hair and was soon giving me a forceful face fuck. He unloaded his first volley deep in my throat. Showing surprise I pulled off and the rest of his load shot all over my face. Everyone stayed for the dailies which were replayed frequently. Especially the climax. The scene for day four is in the chang room with the freshly blown costar offering my character increasing amounts of money to go home with him for more fun. My character demurs only reluctantly agreeing at $400. The next shots are taken in his bedroom. Making out, disrobing each other and for the rest of the days shoot both totally naked. Many short shots are taken to simulate our fucking. I really struggled to get into this and figured I was getting the same vibe from my costar. My feelings are confirmed as we watched the dailies. Some ideas are offered to improve the shots but nothing is settled before we head home for a good night's rest. I had dinner and a good time with my actual girlfriend. Then I went home, booted up my computer and researched gay porn. The next morning I share my observations with the director and crew. As in the bathhouse I saw a lot of bareback porn, probably 98%. Personally I was turned off by condom porn. "Shouldn't this film at least include some talk about raw sex?" I wondered. My costar agreed; "In fact I should keep offering more money "til he relents and agrees to bareback." The director agreed and the spoken script was adapted. There was lots of argument about how to portray the fucking was bareback. Would they hire porn actors just for the penetration shots. Would the scene be improved if my costar and I actually fucked, hiding the condom use. On and on went the brainstorming. Mostly I watched and listened. We ran out of time for more filming. My girlfriend was 'out with the girls' so I spent my evening watching bareback gay porn. The more I watched the hornier I got. The hornier I got the more I remembered the pleasure of the tongue fuck at the bathhouse. I began to realize I regretted turning down his offer to 'do me'. I surprised myself by jerking off a huge load. I slept soundly and dreamt my best buddy was fucking and breeding me. When I arrived on set the director was clearly agitated by the lack of progress the day before. I pulled him and my costar aside for a private conversation. "What do you say if we just go ahead and do it. Fuck the simulated sex. It's going to look a lot better if you just do me. " My costar was surprised and blurted; "Have you even been fucked by a guy before?" "No, but neither has any character. You'll be getting my authentic first time reaction." "Are you crazy? Shot back my costar. "No wait a minute, I think he has a point." said the director. "But bareback?" complained the costar. "Well let's not decide about that just yet. Let's shoot the dialogue with him thinking he might actually be agreeing to go raw. Let's see where we go from there." suggested the director. So that's how we shot the dialogue. Doing so thinking this guy might actually breed my ass kept my acting real and on edge. Everyone was pleased with the results and we now had to decide how to proceed.

Thanks for sharing. Hot story! I hope we get to hear more.

Fair enough. Bait and switch was not my intention I mostly wasn't sure where the story would go when I got further into it. Your note helps me decide to leave it right here in general bb fiction. I will not bring in any other threads.

So fuckin hot!

(One more setup chapter) Imagine my surprise when I received a 'call back '. This audition had myself the director and one other 'call back ' actor. The tall dark and handsome guy I had seen arriving as I left my first audition. Loud technobeat music was started and we were simply instructed to give our best stripping performance. We danced around each other like two proud roosters trying to win over the prize hen. The other guy slowly pulled his tight wife beater over his head tossing it at the director. In one quick pull I ripped every button off my shirt. After some playful dancing with my open shirt I slid it off my arms and deeply inhaled it's armpits. I then tossed it to my opponent who also sniffed and then licked the armpits. We both slipped out of our shoes. He had to awkwardly get out of his socks. I grabbed the first of these and began to stuff it in my mouth. The director was loving this strip off competition and egged us on with cheers, whistles and cat calls. You would have thought we had rehearsed earlier as our belts were ripped off in one simultaneous motion. Together we undid the button of our jeans and slowly lowered the fly. I turned my back and teased dropping trou ever so slightly and then pulling them back up. My opponent was seductively out of his jeans quickly and dancing around in a pair of yellow bikini briefs which set off his dark skin perfectly. I had chosen to wear my sexiest 'Skull and Bones' jock so when I did finally drop my jeans the director had a bird's eye view of my hairy bubble butt. The director held up money so we both danced over so he could slip some bills into our briefs. He snuck a peek at each of our junk. My inner exhibitionist was in top form so my cock was already starting to harden. I dropped down pulling my opponent's briefs with me and began sucking his cock. As he was hardening in my mouth the director fished out his own hardened dick. I stood, removed my jock, stuffed it in my opponent's mouth all before dropping down to suck the director's engorged member. My opponent offered his now hard cock to the director as the director used his to face fuck me. Soon his breathing became erratic. I had every intention of finishing him off in this audition and before long I had my first taste of another guys cum flooding my mouth. I took him in deeper and instinctively swallowed every drop of my first man load. As he began to soften I allowed him to drop from my mouth and licked my lips in satisfaction. It took a moment but he regained his breath and spoke; "Well, I had not anticipated that! Thanks guys, but the audition is not complete. I need to see how well you do in front of the camera. You've inspired me. Let's bring in the camera man to film you guys 69ing. This short film is not a sex tape, but I do like to include some in my work. " The camera man doffed his shirt the moment he arrived and saw us naked. We warmed up by deep kissing and then moved to the floor and assumed the 69 position. Fully engorged my opponent's cock was far thicker and longer than the director's. It was quite intimidating for a novice like me but I wasn't about to give up this far into the audition. Tall, dark and handsome had no trouble deep throating me and had me balls deep while I was still figuring out a line of attack. After licking his cock head and shaft while trying not to be distracted by his excellent oral ministrations I decided to go for broke. I opened my mouth as far as I could while relaxing my jaw. I descended on his shaft with only a third going in. His moans of pleasure spurred me on and my next dive plunged 2/3's down my throat. Again he moaned and rather than pull off I just pushed on down praying I wouldn't choke. I chocked but I was quickly back on him with no less enthusiasm. We pounded and drilled each other's throats. Just as I was about to despair that I couldn't hold off my orgasm I felt his seed spurt past my tonsils. We both blasted about six spasms deep into each other's gullet. As we were dressing the director excused the other guy and asked me to stay behind. He told me the part was mine if I wanted it. He explained he worked from the script but also liked to collaborate creative ideas with the cast, as I'd just observed in this audition. The script included at least one unsimulated blow job, but the fucking was to be simulated. Film shoots would finish early enough each day for everyone to review the 'dailies' and give their input for the next days shoot. Then he asked if I would like to see the footage just shot. I couldn't believe I had just sucked down two guys cocks and loads. Harder still to fathom was my first guy on guy 69 had been recorded. Of course I wanted to see this clip. I definitely wanted this risque part with such a collaborative director. I left the audition amazed with myself and wondering where all this would lead.

(This first installment is set up. The bb sex will come in later installments I promise. In fact the story will need to finish in another category on this website. I'll keep the final direction a secret for now. Please let me know your thoughts. ) I'm a 27 year old straight actor. I've been moderately successful in the Art House short film genre. I've gained enough notoriety to have an agent. She had suggested I not consider auditioning for this part as a Male stripper. She feared the part would not look good on my resume and she had heard sketchy things about the type of films the director produced. I asked for more details. 1) The male stripper would be having his first sexual encounter with a guy. Art House being progressive I didn't see how this could be problematic for my acting reputation. 2) The script made it clear the character would have some nude scenes including full frontal. I'd already been nude in a few films before. I quite enjoyed the experience. 3) The director often had actors film unsimulated sex scenes for his films. I'd performed with women in one short in my portfolio. Although I'd never been with a man I thought it sounded like a unique opportunity. I could at least audition and see where it goes. I'm not your dashing Adonis type, but have an attractive enough face and an okay slim body. My hair is medium length, full bodied, and curly. I considered it t and my thickly haired chest my most attractive physical features. The director must have been impressed enough by my professional shots because I was offered an audition. I wasn't sure what to expect so went feeling a little nervous; but, even more so, curious. As I arrived at the warehouse studio I met an attractive guy leaving. Oddly this relaxed me. In my mind since I was out of the running already I could just chill through this and not worry about anything but having fun. It turned out there was just the director and myself. He was very warm, welcoming and easily engaging. After a bit of general chitchat he asked if I was ready to get down to the audition. "Sure" was my enthusiastic response. "Why don't you start by undressing seductively for me? I'll play the role of the audience. We might as well get right to the point of seeing how comfortable you are with nudity. " I thought; 'Oh this will be fun ' as I smiled and winked at him. I was glad I'd warn a button down shirt with no undershirt as I slowly began undoing buttons while slightly swaying my hips. I undid my belt and the top of my jeans and gently pulled the shirt tails out of my pants. The director's smile was encouraging so I slowly pulled one arm out of my shirt, wrapped the shirt off my back and then slipped the other arm out tossing the shirt into the director's face. When he pulled it off his smile was even bigger. I seductively walked around his stool as I worked the fly down on my jeans. His eyes followed my every move. I also managed to kick off my runners. The cool floor felt great on my bare feet and the exhibitionist in me was in full gear with this solid grounding. Standing with my back turned to him I slowly slipped out of my jeans. I usually do but was particularly pleased I had followed my norm by coming to the audition commando. He was now able to inspect my naked backside. Seductively turning my head I could see him rubbing a growing bulge in his crotch. He winked at me and I quickly spun to flash him my Full Monty. I posed with hands on my hips. He motioned with his index finger for me to come closer as he gently asked; "Do you mind if I touch it?" I granted permission by shacking my head and stepping toward him and his outstretched hand. He took hold of my limp cock and fondled my hairy balls with his other hand. "You won't mind shaving these if I give you the part will you?" "If it's what the part requires, no problem. " By now he was on his knees and taking my cock into his mouth. I'd been blown by women, even on film, but nothing had so quickly aroused my erection as this guy's warm mouth. I reached my upwards curving six and a half inches in no time. Each time he pulled off he looked deeply into my eyes. I was mesmerized. Then with great enthusiasm he would bobb down taking me deep into his throat. No woman had ever been this enthusiastic. Best blowjob I had ever experienced. My balls were soon churning and I warned him I was close. He quickly pulled off, thanked me, stood and was removing his clothes; "Have you ever given a blow job? You do know the script asks you to do so?" Although I hadn't I responded by getting on my knees and grabbing his growing cock. As I held his gaze my tongue instinctively licked the salty precum from the slit on his cock's head. "I'd like the co-star to watch this. I need the right chemistry. Do you mind?" This entire scene was actually turning me on big time. I'm an actor and love an audience so just nodded my approval as I swallowed his tool as deep as I could manage. A handsome 60ish man appeared in the room and watched with apparent interest as I proceeded to fuck my face on the director's cock. The co-star spoke; "Very nice indeed!" Then he turned and left as quickly as he appeared. When the cock was removed I asked if he wanted me to finish him off. He told me he would actually like that but he had four more auditions to do and he couldn't cum for all six actors. However, he informed me he did need to see me ejaculate. Without asking permission he dropped and had me face fuck him. Quickly warning I was close he pulled off and said; "Just jerk off on my face. " With very few strokes I climaxed and my cum was coating his beard. Before I finished spasming he had me back in his mouth sucking in the rest of my load. No woman had so eagerly and hungrily sucked down my ejaculate. As I caught my breath he started dressing and let me know we had concluded the audition. I would get a call back if I stayed in the running for the part. I pulled on my jeans and sneakers, thanked him and left carrying my shirt. A tall, dark classically handsome dude was approaching the warehouse as I left. Seeing him and the guy who proceeded me I didn't expect a 'call back'.

BB is essential. I see a condom I just move on unless I know it will break or be removed.

Great story. Love the relationship that embraces the other without judgment. Would luv a night with Tyrell pounding and filling my ass.

Three tall slim young men walked towards Pat's house with determination in their steps. "Do yah think we'll actually get a piece of his uncle Mic's ass tonight?, asked the tallest. "I sure hope so." responded the shortest. "Have you seen his uncle?! My hope is that he breeds me!." enthused the third. "It's our bud's birthday ,shouldn't he get all the loads?" asked the shortest. "Fuck that!" responded the tallest "As far as I'm concerned it's every fuckin man for himself." At the same time Mic was giving it to the boy once again, this time in the shower. "Ya sure loves cock up yr arse boy, don't ya?! Just like yr uncle, the more cock and cum the 'appier ya is, eh?!" "You sure got that right uncle Mic. And, I love it hard and deep. Pound me like you mean it, destroy my sloppy ass." "Lad ya are a man whore, aren't ya?!" "That's my goal unc. You ever take anonymous loads?" "All's the time lad! Loves not knowin whose willie's fawkin me. Nawton like carryin a stranger's cum. Better still 'avin the next guy discovers it an use it for lube t'as add 'is special blend. Got started as a lad at a truck stop. One night took me eight up de arse and sucked down three. Been addicted ta anonymous sex ever since." "That's so fuckin hot! Can't wait to turn my back and have a stranger slide on in!" "God damn ya is a blarney whore fag lad. I's so fawkin proud!" "Fuck yeah, give it to me Mic. Slap on into my barely legal ass." Meanwhile, Pat had retreated to the living room couch with his bottle of Irish whiskey. He'd dispensed with a glass and was suckin it down like a thirsty man in the desert. He was pretty blitzed and could barely stand let alone walk to answer the door bell. He was completely unaware that he was still totally naked. The three lads were shocked and surprised by the sight of their buds dad when the door was opened. Drunkenly Pat greeted them; "C ... Cu ... come in ... laaaddds ... me su ... me lad told me ... yas all 'ear fr 'is fawkin birthday. Eh? C ... come on in, ma ... make yaselves at home.... fawk, where's me manors? C ... can .... I's off ...er yas a driinnk boyz? Hiicccuup." "Maybe later Mr B.. But yah sure can offer me your ass." responded the tallest lad. "Aah ... ah ... wh ... what?" stuttered Pat. The boys helped him back to the couch and bent him over the arm. The tallest was instantly eating out Pat's hole. "Ah .... ah ... n ...n ...no ...I don't ..." "Fuuuuuuccck old man, you most certainly do! Somebody's already been knockin at your backdoor and left you a deposit. Tastes real fuckin good!" "Aw ... fa ...fawk... me son ..." "You son of a bitch! Your son bred your ass! Fuckin A!" The tall boys cock slid up Pat's hole and Pat was too drunk to resist. The shortest lad fed Pat his cock and the third gobbled down Pat's dick. Mic dumped his load in the birthday boy just as the door bell rang repeatedly. "Fawk Pat, git the fawkin door!" bellowed Mic. "Damn fools probably sloshed on 'is whiskey. Wees better go dawn." Still toweling themselves as they descended the stairs they found Pat in his second sandwich fuck of the day. The shortest friend was standing on the couch and blasting his load all over Pat's face. Mic got the door and hustled two more of the lad's friends inside. They stood in utter amazement as their tallest friend groaned; "Argh ... fuuuuuuccck ... take my load old man .... pumpin you full of your second load today ... fuuuuuuccck bud, why didn't you tell us your old man was such a good piece of tail?" "Didn't know myself 'til I ploughed one into him after dinner." "Okay lads, enough watchin. Me arse is kinda lonely 'ear. Which un ah ya strappen blokes is gonna fawk me?" asked Mic. The two that had just arrived were quickly pulling off their clothes. One responded; "Me and my bud will DP you. You already lubricated?" "Sure as I's a lucky Irish whore. I's got Pat an 'is boy's cum greasin me fawk shoot. Cawm stretch me eager arse wit yr young cocks boyz. " Pat was now blacked out on the couch. The first three to arrive and Pat's son moved into a fuck train. When the shortest blasted in the birthday boy the train broke apart. The other two finished deep inside the birthday boy's ass as well.

So hot I shot my wad! Keep it cumming

I agree. Hot as he is he's only getting my ass if he enters me raw and pumps me full of his cum.

Mutual lying. Hot twist for a stealth. Looking forward to the return trip! More toxic cum for this new chaser. Converted by stealth! Hot!

"Well ... since you asked uncle Mic ... I've wanted to watch you get fucked for years now. Can my buds and I come along with you tonight ... on your sexual exploits to be clear?" "Sure lad! But maybe ya don't have to wait. I've wanted yr pa ta fawk me fr years. What da ya say Patty? Can ya give yr son this birthday gift?" "What?! I's never fawked a bloke. Won't it change our friendship?" "Maybe; but, ya just 'ad me suck yr cock. Arse or mouth, same difference ta me. I was always jealous of ya wife Patty. God rest 'er soul. Come on, give me a proper dickin and fulfill yr son's curiosity. " "Son?" "Fuckin A. Yeah dad. Breed uncle Mic." "I don't know." Mic proceeded to undress Pat and suck his already hard cock. When he lined up Pat's cock to his hole there was no resistance so he just pushed back on to fully impale himself. "Okay ya straight bastard, fawk me like there's no tomorra." Pat was very timid to start but with Mic's encouragement he began to pound his friend's ass doggy style. He was just beginning to loose his self-consciousness when he felt his own ass cheeks being spread. Surprised he stopped fucking and his son's tongue started licking his hole. His mind wanted to be repulsed but the sensation was just to enjoyable. Mic looked back to see what the interruption was and when the boy stood Mic egged him on. The boy quickly buttered his cock and lined the naked head up with his dad's ass. "What do you say old man? Can I pop your cherry for my birthday present?" "Yr Ma's rollin over in 'er grave laddio! Rollin over and laughin if I knows 'er. Go slow son. I's never put nothin up there in me blessed life. 'Appy 16th birthday." Pat's eyes bulged and his face contorted in pain as his son's cock split open his hole and the head penetrated. Uncle and boy coached him to breathe deeply. He couldn't believe how full he felt as the pole pushed deeper. When the boy started pumping he remembered where his cock was and joined in his son's rythm. He'd never experienced such a combination of pleasure and pain. Mic kept up a lilting litany of dirty talk and encouragement. The pace, intensity and coordination of the fuck dance grew. "Nice fuck pa. I'm ready to cum in your ass. What do you say?" "Fawk laddie. I wants ta say no, but since it's yr birthday an all go ahead. Cum in me arse." The boy collapsed onto his dad's back and spewed his young sperm all over his dad's gut walls. That's when Pat lost it and began unloading in his best friend Mic. "Yeah, that's it ya old straight fool! 'Bout time ya bred me hungry arse. Let me milk the blarney life out ya weeny cock. Give me every last drop oh that Irish cum." When they finally pulled apart Pat spoke up; "Well ya 'appy lad? 'Appy wit ya birthday gift? 'Cause I won't be doin that again anytime soon, be sure ah that lad." "To bad dad, 'cause my buds are on their way over in a half hour. They all want another go at my hole today. And I know some won't leave 'til they've had a go at uncle Mic. Most won't be satisfied 'til uncle Mic has a go at them. Better break out your best Irish whiskey Pa! "Always knew ya lad was a chip off 'is uncle's block. I know's ya's straight me friend, but ya throws a good fawk. Too good ta keep it all ta ya right hand. Let's toast the lucky Blarney Stone ya lad 'as kissed and 'it the shower afore the real party begins."

"Hey dad, thanks for getting uncle Mic to teach me. Can he fuck me now? I need help to understand how I can take a cock up there." "Well Micky, could ya show me lad that?Talk him through it real nice like?" "Ah... I guess so. Ya sure ya wanna watch yr son's first pounding Patty me boy?" "Ya sure son?" "I want to get it right dad. I need you to watch and let me know?" "Then go ahead Mic. 'Ave yr way with me lad. Do 'im good. But remember, don't cum in 'is arse." Mic winked at the boy, helped him lay on the table and squatted to eat out the boys ass. He was not the least surprised to find the lad's hole sloppy with cum. Again there was no need to let the boys dad in on their little secret. His ass having received good oral treatment the boy began begging through his moans of pleasure. "Fuck me uncle Mic. Pleeaassee fuck me already. " Mic spit in the ass, stood and lined up his cock. "Don't forget the butter." Pat called with concern. "Don't worry yr little 'ead ya old straight bitch. Yr boys arse t'as built fr fawkin. 'is arse's already generated more than enough lube already. Now look me in the eye lad and breathe deep." The boy knew from the look in uncle's eyes that uncle knew he'd already been bred and uncle was very proud of him. There was no need for otherwise so the entry was swift and balls deep. Pat cried out; "Go easy on the lad ya bloody perverted fag. Ya don't wanna turn 'im off 'is first time now does ya?" "Oh don't worry yr little straight head ya old fart. I's pretty sure this is just what 'ee wants. Don't ya laddy?" "Fuuuuuuccck yeah uncle! Drive it into me. Treat me like the whore I'm about to become." The pounding proceeded in earnest. Mic had already been so close it only took a few strokes and he was unloading in the boy. "What the fawk ya faggot? I told ya not to cum in 'is arse." "Dad! Dad! Calm yourself down! Uncle Mic knows what he's doing. I already had five loads up there." "What the fawk son?" "My loving dad, I'm sorry to surprise and disappoint you; but my buddies and I have been sucking and fucking each other since we were 13." "Mother of God, forgive me fr bein such a fuck up as a fawder." "Ya ain't a friggin fawk up Patty. I told ya I knew the boy was a fag when 'ee was a wee lad. 'Ee an 'is buds 'as only been doin what boys 'as been doin forever. Sorry ta deceive ya friend; but I knew 'ee needed no instruction. I just couldn't pass up the cock I's been longin to suck for years. And to 'ave a flip fawk breedin with this fine strappin young un! It's better 'an kissing the Blarney Stone. ... Now is there anythin else ya was hopin ta see or do now yahs all legal and all lad?"

So jealous! I can't get my 1st vaccination 'til week today. Would so luv to launch from this sexual isolation as a mare walking away dripping.

"Yeah Mic. I want his first fuck to be with someone he knows and trusts. Will ya teach 'im how to fuck ya?" While Mic removed his shirt and undid his pants he asked; "What do ya say laddie? Ya wanna fuck yu uncle Mic." The boy was already getting undressed as he gave his enthusiastic consent; "Yes sir!" Mic cleared space on the table and lay on his back lifting his legs and instructing the boy to lick his arse. Pat cried; "What the fuck are ya doin? Dirty pervert. Don't ya be takin advantage of his lack ah experience." "Do ya want the lad ta learn right, ya stupid straight Irishman. Didn't ya ever go down on his Ma's lady parts? Same thing here!" The lad had already proceeded from licking to tongue fucking his uncle confirming the lad had lots of experience. But this was too much fun so there was no need to let Pat in on his and the boys secret. Amid moans of pleasure Mic instructed; "Nice lad. Now stand up and hoark some flem in me arse. Ya dad's gifted ya a big one there. It's gonna need some good lube. Come ta think of it, must uh been your Ma gave you that monster. May she rest in peace. " The boy stood and hoarked as instructed. His dad pushed him the butter dish. Scooping a generous portion the boy pushed it into uncle's willing ass. Uncle instructed him to butter his 9" erection and line it up with uncle's hole. "As I take a deep breath me lad just push on in, nice and steady now. Yeah lad, ... that's the way." The lad bottomed out and Mic moaned with satisfaction. "See lad, ya's uncle Mic knows how to show ya." "Thanks dad. What do I do next?" "Well lad start movin in and out, up and down with ya willy as a piston in ya uncle's arse." "Like this dad?" "Very good son." "Nice lad, but yer gonna have to pick up the speed." Complained uncle. "Like this uncle Mic?" "No fasta still lad." "But I don't want to hurt you uncle. " "Don't worry son, this arse 'as enough fuckin miles on it to cross the ocean more than a few times. " The lad began a steady hard slap into his uncle. Uncle pulled the lad in for a passionate kiss. Pat's hard on was still out and he was stroking it with eyes big as saucers; "Fawk me son, be careful, ya don't wanna to cum in 'is arse 'ole." Uncle just kissed the boy deeper and pushed his ass more fully into the fuck. All three's breath grew ragged and Pat was first to spew onto the hardwood floor. Mic used his legs to pull the lad in deeper as volley after volley shot up his happy ass. He didn't dare touch his trigger happy cock. The boy was first to speak; "Sorry dad. I couldn't help myself. It just felt too good to stop." As the boy's cock softened and plopped out uncle fingered his sloppy ass and sucked the juices off his fingers with unapologetic glee.