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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.

Got me hard as a rock! Great story. Can't wait 'til your words jerk my load out all over this screen.

Mic embodied the lilt of an Irish leprechaun. At 5' 4", 140 lbs. and an impish cute face few believed his real age could possibly be 46. Most guessed 24. Medium length fiery red hair and beard kept with no mustache leprechaun fashion. His tight muscular body was moderately hairy and few could resist his burning bush in bathhouses and sex parties. This was aided by his beautiful 7" uncut cock which knew well how to give and receive pleasure. His peach hair covered buttocks was a magnet for raw cock and his guts couldn't collect enough cum. He was a sex addict and very proud of it. Unlike so many addicts he was a loveable sort that everyone liked, admired and trusted. I guess they were pulled in and mesmerized by the beautiful Irish lilt of his accent. Pat was Mic's best friend. They'd been neighbour's growing up in Ireland. Strange that they'd become best friends 'cause Pat was eight years older than Mic and Pat turned out to be straight. But they had bonded in the dangerous times of 'the struggles'. The violence and hatred in the streets had motivated them both to emigrate as soon as Mic turned 16. They moved to Halifax N.S., worked hard and met up often at their favorite Irish Pub. Pat married shortly after their move, had a son, and raised him alone because his wife died of cancer within two years of the boy's birth. Pat was a dedicated father and although not related by blood the boy embraced and called Mic uncle. The day of the boy's eighteenth birthday Mic was invited to Pat's home for a celebratory meal. Mic was a bit surprised to be the only guest, but knew Pat was a loner and quite naive. Pat had not yet grasped his little boy was well on his way to adulthood. After the candles were blown out and the cake served Pat spoke in his usual serious tone; "Micky, me lad 'as somethin to tell yah. " "Oh dad. It's not a big deal. Uncle Mic, I'm gay. " "So's ya like ta stick ya dick in arse does ya me lad! Why don't ya's all tell me somethin I haven't know since ya was four. But good on ya. Ya's all legal and all now. So tell me, why's ya here with your old uncle and lame dad when ya could be suckin and fuckin the night away. A fine virial handsome bloke like you." Mic beamed. "That's more or less what I told dad. But he wanted dinner with you, and I love you so it's okay." "Mic. I needs to know what me boys up to. You needs show me and him." "Ya wacky Irish idiot! What does ya mean? Ya wants me ta demonstrate a blow job here at ya table" Pat backed his chair from the table, unzipped and fished out his limp cock. Mic smiled and winked at the boy; "I'se been a waitin decades to get ya dad's wee cock in my mouth son. Watch this Irish pro!" Mic began by toungeing Pat's cut mushroom head. He proceeded to slide the entire cock into his mouth and bring it to it's full six inch hardness. When fully hard he pulled off, licked the precum from the slit and again winked at the boy before bobbing away at increasing speed. It was not long before a breathless Pat cried; "Ya better stop, ya flamin fool. I'se gonna pop off any second. " Mic just kept at it and Pat spewed his load down Mic's throat. The lad was laughing and clapping as Mic pulled off, licked his lips and for the third time winked at the boy. When Pat caught his breath he seriously said; "I hear ya uncle Micky's a pro. Now ya sees how it's done lad. Any questions?" This time it was the boy winking at his uncle. "Well I've heard of fucking. Uncle Mic will you show me how to fuck? I want to get it right. "

This is so fuckin wrong and so fuckin hot hot hot!!!

(*** Warning. This story ends with a graphic description of a violent sexual nightmare. Proceeded at your own risk. ***) It wasn't even eleven the next morning and I already had a stranger's naked cock in my daddy ass. Once that life gate opened it seemed there was no closing it. I had been in a deep sleep when the insistent ring of the door bell stirred me. The bedside clock read 10:45 am and I thought, 'Damn, the pizza boy is early. ' I was halfway down the stairs again before remembering I was naked as a Jay bird. I decided not to worry for the pizza boy. Imagine my and the UPS delivery man's surprise when I opened the door. "Umm, this is a first." He said. "Step inside please, I'll grab something to put on." He stepped in, closed the screen door and spoke before I had climbed two steps. "Don't bother. I'm no prude. Just took me by surprise is all." After a second or two thought I took him at his word. I signed for the package my wife must have ordered. My cock was responding to this handsome man's testosterone pheromones, as well as the sight of him opening the fly of his uniform's shorts. He fished out a huge flaccid dick. "You clearly don't have a tip on you. I'll take it in trade." He said. Even semi hard his tool filled my mouth. I loved the feeling of sucking it and wondered what was wrong with my wife. I was just beginning to wonder if I could manage such a huge cock in my ass when his finger found my ring. Soon he licked his finger and pushed it in. Bingo; he knew what had been up me in the middle of the night. I was spun and bent over the stair railing. First he licked my ass but waisted no time moving to a bareback fuck. There was no talk of covering up. The moment his mammoth head penetrated I thought I'd been split in two. He just coaxed me to breathe deep and relax. "Fuck man, you're just too big. Please, pull out. " "It's okay. You'll adjust. Just keep breathing and push out like you're shitting." I followed his instructions and before I knew it he was sliding in deep. I had never felt so full before, but with that was also a wonderful feeling of being possessed. Such a comforting sense that I knew I wanted this delightful pain more than I had ever wanted anything in my life. My groans of pleasure sent a clear message, he started the out and in motion. Most of the copious cum from my night shift antics had been absorbed and his spit for lube was drying out. My ass ring burned like hell and I was about to ask him to stop when he spoke. "Very close man. I'm going to blow in your hole. You ready? ... Argh ... fuck ...take it ... breeding your ass ..." At that moment I heard the squeak of the screen door. In walked the pizza boy and his two friends. They had heard every word. They were already removing their clothes before he softened and plopped out. A six foot four skinny bean pole was first to get to me. He was feltching out my ass. After feeding some to me he let me know. "You're not so clean down there. I'm a pig myself so I don't mind. But, a shower might be in order." "Yeah, I need a quick refresher before I get back to my deliveries. Where's your shower?" UPS man. I pointed the way and followed the parade of mostly naked men climbing my stairs. I was last to arrive and quite surprised to see the UPS guy was already fucking the pizza boy in the shower. I didn't think anyone could recharge so quickly, but, very soon UPS was blasting inside pizza boy. UPS quickly rinsed off and was pulling on his uniform as he exited the bathroom. The others moved me under the shower and had the hose down and head trained up my ass, quick as a wink. "Don't worry man. Any cum we wash out now we'll replace in spades." They were true to their word. Having taught me how to douche, we moved to the bedroom. One after the other they mounted me in a variety of positions. Before they left two hours later I had ten fresh loads soaking into my guts. I was utterly exhausted and fell into a fitful sleep. It was obvious from my dream loops I was craving more and more breedings from anonymous cock after cock. My final dream was watching a virgin girl being offered as human religious sacrifice. As she was being tied to her pyre she transformed into a naked me in the midst of a gay orgy. A god of a naked gladiator was giving me the most erotic evil grin as he reached to take hold of his sword. He was about to shove this weapon up my ass when I awakened to the most intense orgasm spraying over my hairy belly. What the fuck was I allowing to happen to me?