Auditioning

AuditioningI didn't get much pussy in high school, some, but not as much as I wanted. So I joked that after I graduated, I'd become a porn star, and get laid all the time. My friends all laughed, but, we weren't sure it wouldn't be true.The reason I didn't get the girls was because I was 5'6". The reason we thought I could work in porn was because of my dick. 9 inches. On a shorter guy. So, yeah, it looked even bigger.Skip ahead a couple of years, and I say fuck it, I'm going to Miami to break into the biz. I did some homework and landed an interview with a producer. We talked casually for a while before he asked to see my cock. He was impressed, and I figured I was in. But it wasn't that simple.As he explained, lots of guys want to be porn stars. And to make your way into the world of fucking pussy on camera for money, you have to pay your dues. That means starting in gay porn. Not a lot of people know that, but it's true. A lot of the guys in homo porn aren't doing it because they like it, they're doing it for the money, and for the chance for advancement.He could see I wasn't sure about it, but, he wanted to use my dick in his films. The producer sent me to his "consultant". Chris was a retired porn actor who occasionally directed, and sometimes coached newcomers like myself. I got Chris's number, and set up an interview that evening at his home.And it was one of those pricey places you see in fancy magazines, or used in movies that weren't porn. I thought to myself as I parked, "This is the kind of house I want, and I'll fuck anyone to get it."Chris was a big guy, at least standing before me. 6'2 or 6'3, 240 pounds, in his late 30s, with shaved head. But he was also pretty laid back, and friendly. And after a few minutes of talking in his living room, I realized I'd seen him before. He'd fucked some serious hotties on screen. It'd be a stretch to say he was an idol, but I suddenly became a little star struck.He poured some whiskey and told me stories about his career, how much money he made, who he'd fucked, on- and off-screen, and some hilarious stuff behind-the-scenes. After about an hour, and a couple more drinks, I had a question."Did you start in gay porn?""Absolutely. And here's the thing, man: sex is sex. Porn is theater. bursa escort You think I liked some of those women I fucked? No, man, I was acting. I'm not gay, but I had to act like it to get where I am today." He put on a DVD of him and another guy, and let it play while he talked. I didn't want to look at it, but I couldn't help watching."Dude, look. Sex with other guys isn't bad. In fact, it can be great at times. It's just that I'm not gay, or even bi. I'm not attracted to other dudes, but I'm not gonna turn down money and a blowjob just cause the person sucking my dick has a hairy chest."On screen, Chris was shoving his dick up a black guy's ass. And I felt the blood start to flow in my jeans. And coincidentally, that's when Chris asked to see my cock. I was embarrassed, because it was half hard, but that might have been for the best. Chris, like the producer, was impressed.He reached forward and held it. Another man was touching my dick. And he looked me in the eye as he did it."See? Look, you've got a pretty good looking piece of meat here, and I can say that, because I've seen a lot of cock. And I'm not uncomfortable telling you this, or holding it, because it's just a job, ya know? I've got a fiancée, and she knows what's up, so it's cool. There's no hang-ups. I've had sex with other dudes, but it didn't mean anything. It was just acting, ya know? I'm attracted to the feminine, not the masculine, but I'll suck a dick if I have to, and I'll enjoy it."He stood up and motioned me to follow him. We went upstairs and into the biggest damn bathroom I'd ever seen. The whirlpool tub was big enough to fit three, there was marble everywhere, and the fucking walk-in shower was bigger than my living room. Chris took off his shirt to reveal his muscular chest. "Nice place, huh? You could something like this too, if you work at it."He took his jeans and underwear off, and walked into the shower, telling me to strip and join him, as he turned on the water.When I hesitated, he said, "We're not going to do anything you don't want to. But if you're gonna get in the biz, you gotta take the first steps. And it'd be a shame not to put that rod on video."I slowly stripped, and joined him as the shower walls bursa escort bayan steamed up. Even though I'd seen him naked, balls deep in pussy and in ass, I was embarrassed, and kept my back to him as he lathered up. And I jumped as his soapy hands touched my shoulders.Chris washed my back with his strong hands as he talked. "Look, man, sucking dick ain't so bad. 60% of the population does it, and likes it."He started massaging my shoulders, and I thought I felt his dick brush against my ass."What about anal, Chris? I saw you fuck that dude, but...""Have I taken it up the ass? Hell, yeah. And I'll be honest with ya, it can hurt the first time if it's not done right. And if it is done right, it feels pretty good." His soapy hands had gone south, and were on my ass cheeks. "Hell, sometimes, my old lady puts on a strap-on and fucks me now."I was still tense, and he leaned in closer, putting his hands on my hips. It was definitely his dick touching my ass. His lips came in close to my ear."90% of the guys the producers send to me never make it this far. They bolt." His kissed my ear. "5% pass this little audition and go on to a nice career fucking pussy for money." He kissed my neck, and I shivered, despite the hot water."Wha... what about the other 5%?""They like it." I turned my head, and my lips met his. His tongue entered my mouth, and I was lost. It was the most erotic and passionate kiss I'd ever had, and I turned my body to face him, my arms going up around his neck, my now rock hard dick grinding against his, as his hands dropped back down to knead my ass cheeks.I wanted to tell myself that this wasn't happening, that he was only acting, but the fact was, this sex god, this idol of mine, this guy who was everything I had wanted to be, was kissing the fuck out of me. He made me feel special. He made me feel wanted, like no woman ever had. Yeah, I told myself, I could do this. I could make out with guys on camera, if they all kissed like this. But could I do more?I realized as I asked that, I was already kissing and sucking on his nipples, and was slowly lowering myself to my knees. I buried my face in his pubic hair, and felt his dick on my cheek. I lifted it up, and kissed his balls. Yeah, escort bursa this wasn't so bad at all.He sighed as his head passed my lips into my mouth. Instinct took over and I started working him with my tongue and lips, as my hand worked the shaft.I took it as a challenge to see how much of his 8 inches I could take, and gagged before getting them all. He chuckled, as he pulled me to my feet, to kiss me again. "That takes practice."He went down on me, and it was obvious he had had practice. All the blowjobs from all the women I'd ever gotten were nothing compared to what Chris did. It was ironic: This straight guy could suck my cock, all of it, better than women. And within a couple of minutes, I was ready to blow. The master knew the signs, and backed off. We kissed again for a long time. I could get lost in the kissing. And so I didn't mind when his hand crept between my cheeks to push a finger against my asshole. He broke the kiss and looked into my eyes. I guess he saw what he was looking for, because without a word, he turned me around, and pushed me gently onto all fours. Yeah, he knew what he was doing. He soaped up my crack good, rinsed it, and then started tonguing my hole. I was so high on lust at this point, I couldn't have stopped him if I wanted to. And I didn't want to.Everytime I reached for my cock to give it a tug, he pushed my hand away. Either he didn't want me to cum, which a couple of strokes would have done, or it wanted me focused on his first finger entering me.It didn't hurt.The second finger didn't hurt either. In fact, it felt kind of good.The third finger hurt a little, but he went slowly, and the pain was fleeting. And with three inside, he started to go deeper. And while it didn't hurt, it wasn't beginning to scratch the... itch... that had started to buzz inside my ass."Please," I whimpered, "fuck me."His fingers withdrew. And that itch, that buzz, roared. It had felt so comfortable having those three digits inside me that now they were gone, there was a vacuum of pleasure. I didn't have to wait long.The head of his cock filled the void, a millimeter at a time. And I felt my gut, and my world expand. He slowly pushed inside me, and just when I thought there was no more room at the inn, he hit something that was like a joy buzzer. I swear my whole body gave off sparks, and the room tumbled upside down. I'd cum before, but this was the Big O, the little death. This is what I used to do to girls, and now Chris was doing it to me. And I was going to want a lot more of this.