Pozzed on stage

[Tanbbottom]

Pozed on stage

How does a 35-year-old straight male get pozed by a gay fuck? Furthermore, how does he do so in a theatrical production on stage? Good questions which require some back story.

I’m a 6’ 1”, 180 lb. chiseled, hairy chested, fit actor of Italian heritage which blessed me with a rich olive skin tone. I had just finished the run of a production in which I played a gigolo. My good looks helped get me this part.

 In the first act I shagged a dozen different women, in a few of the simulated sex scenes the audience got a very good view of my naked ass. Being not only an actor; but, an exhibitionist, I was delighted to wiggle my naked butt on stage.

The curtains opened to the second act with me and a gorgeous woman shagging in a hotel room. Initially we are under covers as I simulate vigorously pounding her. The door to the room opens and in storms her cop boyfriend, he’s still in uniform. He quickly rips the covers off the bed and our naked bodies are exposed for the entire audience. Full frontal, at this point I had rolled off her. Without a word being exchanged he grabs a steak knife from the ‘room service cart’ and slits my throat. The theater audiences’ gasps, even screams, proved just how realistic the props department managed this illusion. For the next few minutes my body laid full exposed on my back on the bed as the cop and his girlfriend wiped the room clean of any evidence of their having been near the crime scene. The rest of the play is a murder mystery trying to determine which jilted lover or woman I had been with was responsible for my death.

I was not the lead for this play, but you wouldn’t know that from the promotional material which featured my bare ass and full-frontal nude scenes. They knew what they were doing, almost every seat was sold out. I loved those performance pics that showed up on Instagram and Twitter posted by many of my fans. Truth be told a posted a few myself. These elicited many positive comments. Some highly suggestive. Both women and men making sexual propositions. I even followed through with a couple of the women. I guess playing the part of a gigolo had rubbed off on me and altered my moral outlook about casual sex.

One direct message on twitter caught and held my attention. It read; “I’m a gay director in Toronto. I want to congratulate you on your recent performance. The photo shoots of your naked body convinced me you are the perfect co-star for my next production. Give me a call.” His phone number was attached.

I call him up and he explained that I would play the part of a gay man who gets pozed in Act one set in a New York bathhouse. He wanted me to understand before I agreed to an audition that the part required lots of simulated gay sex and some nudity. I listened carefully but ultimately decided it did not sound like a part for me. He understood and told me to feel free to call him back if I changed my mind. His last statement; “I’ll buy you a plane ticket to get you to the audition, no conditions attached, just come to the audition.” I thanked him and assured him I didn’t think I would be changing my mind.

Two days later the Matthew Shepherd assault and murder was on the news. I found myself rethinking why I had turned down the audition. Was I just being homophobic? I called the gay director and was soon flying across the country. What could I loose. Besides why turn down the opportunity for a flight paid vacation to a great city.

To be continued…

 

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[Tanbbottom]

I knew the moment he asked me to strip naked for the entire audition that I wanted the part. My exhibitionist self desperately needed the part. On the walk back to my hotel my shacky self-esteem kicked in and my thoughts were full a dreadful foreboding. I drank alone from the bar fridge and got fall down black out drunk.

 I was awakened about 11 a.m. by a call from the director’s assistant. “We think you would be great for the part. Will you take it?”

“Um … yeah. Yes, sure, I would be delighted to take it.” When I got through my disbelief I assured myself I could do this as I would be performing so far away from home.

I flew back to Toronto and met my co-lead at the read through. We were given joke straps to wear. He was a handsome 6’4” bear of a man with a deep resonant voice that reverberated all down my spinal column as he performed his lines.

Flesh coloured Jock straps became our apparel for every rehearsal. They took great care to find tones that matched both our different skin tones. My inner exhibitionist was already having a great time!

At the end of the day we blocked out our first simulated sexual encounter the director drew me aside as everyone else was sent home. He began by gently asking me how I felt about taking part in the sex scene. I confessed I felt awkward, especially when it came to kissing my co-lead bear. The director didn’t say anything he just leaned into me and planted a kiss on my lips. I was a bit taken aback, but he just kept looking into my eyes and did it again. This time his tongue slipped into my mouth and the kiss lasted longer. I was surprised that I was beginning to relax and maybe even enjoy this kiss from a man. After all, he was a good kisser and the unique feel of his whiskers scratching my face was strangely erotic. 

Sensing my shift he asked if he could make me an offer. “I want to hire you a gay escort so you can get more comfortable with man on man intimacy. I won’t tell you what to do with him, just stay open to the experience and only do what you are comfortable doing. Well stretch your comfort level a little. Would that be OK?”

“Um … I don’t know. Maybe? As long as you don’t have expectations.”

“I don’t.”

“OK, sure, anything for the show.”

That night a stunning tall slim black man knocked at my hotel room door. Thankfully I had already downed a few double scotch on the rocks. I invited him in and he immediately kicked off his expensive loafers and pulled off his socks before sitting on the couch. When I turned from preparing him a drink he had opened his shirt to reveal a beautiful hairless muscled chest and eight pack abbs. As we sipped our drinks he opened his trousers and out popped a huge flaccid cock. He was clearly commando for this gig.

He asked me to stand, stood himself, and stepped naked toward me. He proceeded to strip off my clothes in the most sensual provocative experience I had ever had. When I was totally nude he asked me to touch his cock. When I demurred, he dropped to his knees  shallowed my penis to the hilt and was lapping at my hairy balls with his tongue. My cock was growing hard fast. He worked my hips so that I was face fucking him. I was loving this, no woman had ever taken me so completely with her mouth. I told him when I felt close to cumming and he pulled off, stood and pushed me down to my knees.

I tentatively touched his semi-erection and thought; ‘yeah I really do want to pull off this play, I need this experience.’ I took as much of him into my mouth as I could manage. His manhood just kept growing! Soon I realized we were on the bed 69ing. I was loving the feel of his mouth on my cock, and his cock stretching my jaw. Soon I was about ready to shoot and warned him. He pulled off my hard cock, rolled me on my back and had his ass impaled on my raw member before I had time to think. He looked at me with his warm eyes and asked if I was ok with this. My cock twitched in his hole which he took as permission and started riding me like a horse at full gallop. I was soon pressing up into him as much as he was pushing down onto me. I didn’t have time to warn him and blasted my load deep in his guts. He just held me in his warm gaze and smile.

I had never orgasmed so powerfully and it took me a while to regain my senses. When he saw I had he proclaimed; “Your turn.” I was initially struck dumb, let myself get fucked by this man? No way!” Then I remembered my part, I would bottom in the play, I needed to know what this was like to play the part convincingly. I heard the director's voice in my head 'stretch yourself a bit beyond your comfort zone. ' or something like that. 

“Fuck man, yeah, you’re right. … But at least wear a condom.”

“Do you have any?”

“Fuck! No! You?”

“Never use them.”

“Even with clients.”

He held his hard cock pointing to it with his eyes and smiling. “They always want this raw man. Beside you just fucked and bred me; ‘what’s good for the goose’ and all”

“FUCK MAN?”

“Yeah that’s exactly what you need, a good raw fuck and breeding.” And as if he was reading my mind; “You know this is part of your research for this play, you’re the receptive bottom, right?”

“Yeah, but that will be simulated.”

“You know you need it raw with me to get it right in the play?”

“Right, but you’ll go slow, you are massive and my ass is a virgin.”

“Sure man.”

“And you’ll pull out before you cum?”

“But you get bred in the play, and you just bred me.”

My turn to be bold; “But you want to put that raw cock in my ass? Right?”

“Fuck yeah!”

“Then I’ll agree, for my training, but, only if you promise to pull out before you cum.”

“Let’s see what you say when I’m close.”

I should have noticed this was not a question.

I laid back on the bed, ass near the edge, and he lifted my legs toward my chest. I couldn't believe I was letting this stranger do this to me. His head moved in and he began to rim my ass. I couldn’t hold back my moans of pleasure. Soon his tongue was fucking me, quickly followed by one, two and then three fingers. A bottle of poppers was held to my nose and I instinctively took a deep wiff. Bottle moved to my other nostril and I breathed in deeply. My head was spinning and my ass fully relaxed. Well almost fully, he plunged his raw dick into me. I screamed and he covered my mouth with his to muffle me. He held for a moment until my pain transformed to pleasure.

“Fuck me with that big tool  man.”

“With pleasure”

He needed no more encouragement. He soon pounded in and out of me like a jack hammer. I was mesmerized as I watched his big black cock disappearing into my hairy hole. I didn’t want his assault to end.

“Give it to me big boy. Raw fuck my no longer virgin ass.”

“It’s still a virgin to cum.” He rasped as he breathing became more laboured.

“Don’t cum yet. I need you to fuck me longer before you pull out.”

“Fuck man, I’m so close.”

“Hold off for a little longer ….”

“Man … please…. I … can’t”

“Oh fuck, just breed me then, cum in my ass”

He was already unloading. Volley after volley painted my guts.

 

 

To be continued

 

 

[seaguy]

Fucking hot so far Can't wait for the next chapter.

[polyglutton]

Hot! Great writing. 

[Tanbbottom]

Thanks guys. I'll post the next chapter tonight. In the meantime breed, get bred, or whatever 'turns your crank. '

[leakyhole]

We need chapter three asap!

Edited October 3, 2023 by leakyhole

[plisken]

More please, more of this hot story

[Fantasist]

Fuck hot start 

[Mvillebottom]

Hot start, horned up and ready for the next chapter

[Hotcumrod]

Fuck this is hot

[Tanbbottom]

The director was very effusive about my engagement and hot sexiness in the next days blocking of sex scenes with the bear. I had no trouble kissing him passionately. Furthermore, I had to remind myself not to retrieve the bears substantial cock from his skin toned jock and take it in my mouth. He had sprung a boner which was so huge it almost spilled from the skimpy material. I couldn’t help but wonder how different it would taste from last nights escort.

In a flash we were at opening night. The director called the cast into a huddle for our pre-show pep talk. He explained that he had a tradition of ‘changing up’ one part of the show for opening night. We had already changed venue a week before the show start. I couldn’t imagine what else he might have in mind.

“I want my two leads to get rid of their jockstraps. The play starts with the two of you being attracted to each other and going right into bareback sex with the bear breeding his bottom. The show will be far more powerful if the audience doesn’t have to use their imaginations to get rid of the clothing. They need to see your cocks.”

“But what if we get hard?” I protested.

“You better fuckin get hard” the director answered back. “We want this to look believable.”

The bear looked at me, slipped out of his jock and smiled. “The show must go on. Besides, I’ve been dying to see your cock other than in the pics from your last show.”, he said.

Shortly the curtain opened and we made our way onto the stage from opposite sides dressed only in the birthday suites we were born in. There were already a half dozen other men on stage fondling, sucking and fucking each other. I was too distracted by my co-leads huge hard on standing at attention and pointing right at me to notice if the other’s were simulating or really having sex. As we had blocked the scene in rehearsals the bear and my eyes met. We moved toward each other as if there were powerfully attracted magnets in our bodies. When we met up centre stage the bear turned is hairy bum to the audience and I dropped to my knees in front of him. I’m tempted to say I forgot where I was, but truth is, rather than simulating a blow job I took his powerful erection deep into my throat. He decided, game on, grabbed my hair and lit into a relentless face fuck. By now the audience had caught on and they were cheering. The bear shifted his feet to half turn so the audience got a side on view of my oral ministrations. They roared encouragement and nearly ‘raise the roof’ off the theatre.

My next move was to stand and passionately kiss the bear co-lead. Whistles and cheers, the audience was wild with animalistic passion. The bear moved into my ear and his words reverberated down my spine to the tip of my toes and made my exposed hard cock twitch. “You started this, we’re going to have to finish this with the same commitment to realness and excellence.” Words only I could hear.

Suddenly, he pushed me down with my back resting on an ottoman , my legs in the air and my hairy ass exposed. This is where he deviated from the preshow blocking. He moved me and the ottoman side ways to give the audience a better view of our impending intercourse.  His face soon met my hole and he was giving me a better rim job than the escort the night before. The audience was whistling and cheering and my exhibitionist was in full control, accept for one irksome detail , my brain was screaming ‘condom’.

I irrationally asked him with a stage whisper loud enough for only him to hear over the crowd; “Do you have a condom?”

“I’m starkers here man, of course I don’t have a condom.”

“Then turn me back so we can fake it to get through this scene.”

He snarled. “No fuckin, way man.” Spit on his hand and lubed my hole. Spit again and lubed his massive cock. With his raw nob at my vulnerable hole, again in stage whisper, he asked. “So are you going to stop this show, or must the show go on?”

His eyes melted from angry to an irresistible warmth.

“The show must go on, fuckin breed my ass.”

Slowly but steadily his massive cock started to disappear into my ass. I was afraid the audience was ready to riot they were making so much noise, standing, jumping and cheering.

When I was afraid I couldn’t handle more of his length and girth I told him he had to stop. He did for a moment as one of the other men handed me an open bottle of poppers. I filled both nostrils twice with long deep inhales. My head spun, my ass relaxed, and sucked the rest of him in balls deep.

Nothing could stop my exhibitionist now. I shouted out my lines ad lib. I didn’t care what the script said, what he thought.

“Damn right, you know what I need, fuck me raw”

“Only way I play” he ad libed back.

“Yah, daddy bear, fill my ass with your big bare cock.”

“Oh yeah, you like my risky daddy bear  pistol up your ass don’t you slut.”

“Love your cock daddy, need your cum.”

“You want daddy to breed you?”

“Fuck yah, breed my ass daddy. Seed me up!”

“Are you positive”

“Yes, I’m positive, breed me now”

“So you are positive, that’s HIV positive?”

“... What? fuck no, I’m not poz … wait ….what … are you?”

“A bit late now with my toxic dick and precum already deep inside you.”

Suddenly it seemed I wasn’t in a play anymore, but in real life and overcome with fear.

The audience was silent now, you could have heard a pin drop.

“Fuck, no, then you better pull out …. Pull out now!”

He didn’t. He leaned in and gave me the most passionate deep tongue kiss. I melted and forgot what we had just been talking about, forgot that we were in front of an audience. I moaned deeply and my hands instinctively grabbed his hairy ass and pulled his cock in even deeper.

His voice reverberating through me again like a spartan sword claiming, demanding me to give over my life, my all. “I’m very close. Where am I going to cum?”

“In me. Breed me. I need all your beautiful cum.” The words rushed from my lips, and this was no stage whisper.

The bear bellowed and roared as his entire body tensed and I held him deep inside my ass.

To be continued ….

 

 

 

 

[KCCumDump]

Great story, so fucking hot

 

[laguyinhou]

Fuck yeah!

[nymidtowneast]

God damn!

[plisken]

what a conversion, from straight to faggot slut - looking forward to next installment