
 
PORN  STARS

By Pete Brown     petebrownuk @ yahoo.com

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Part 7

   
A couple of lagers later we were still sitting on the sofa, and the match was over.  I felt pretty light-headed, as I'm not used to all that drink, although Alex didn't seem to mind - I've told you that he likes to drink a lot more than the other guys we know.  It did seem to have relaxed him, though - he wasn't holding his body all rigid, and when Joe started to cuddle him and stroke his cock, Alex responded by playing with Joe's nipple rings and even reaching down and fondling Joe's balls.  I felt quite jealous, actually, as I though Joe really liked me.

We were all pretty relaxed, actually, and talking and joking a bit, when we heard the door of the flat open.  Joe at one got up, leaving Alex and me, and went to greet Steve, who had come home at last.  I watched as the two big men kissed passionately, gripping each other tightly and really snogging away.  It had never occurred to me that men could be like this together - even mom and dad weren't so passionate when they came home.

Actually it was rather erotic - big, muscular Joe, totally naked, and Steve, who appeared to be dressed to emphasise the perfection of his athletic body:  he had on a satin running singlet, that was completely soaked in his sweat, and those sort of running shorts that were fashionable years ago - cut with very high legs with a big slit up each thigh as far as the waistband, so that there's absolutely no obstruction to the legs - the front and back half of the leg kind of overlap each other.  His long,. muscular legs came out of these tiny shorts and went all the way down to his white socks and trainers - and the socks were rolled right down so that his ankles were almost visible.  The elastic waistband of the shorts was so low down on his hips that it looked as if they might slip down, but served to totally emphasise his flat stomach.  On his back he had a tiny rucksack, and, as we watched, he stopped kissing Joe and dropped this to the floor.

He prowled over towards us, and I could see the sweat on the hairs on his legs, and forming little rivulets on his shoulders and forearms - he'd obviously had a long run.  He was barely panting, so I guessed he must be used to this much exercise.

"So.... Our two co-stars.  Come over to watch the DVD, as we asked.  We'll do that soon, but first my cock needs exercising!  I've been with a client all morning working out with him, and I've run across London back here, but all this leaves one very important part of me unexercised.  So I need a good fuck - now, last time, I had you, didn't I...?"  He was looking at me as he spoke.  "So now..... "

He reached down and helped Alex up off the sofa, then holding him around his biceps to emphasise that he was in control, led him off to the bedroom.  

Joe came and sat down next to me, and started to cuddle me and kiss me.  He reached over and was wanking me gently, and I decided to do the same to him.  I discovered it was a fantastic feeling to have his big hand wanking my cock whilst I had his hot member in mine.  Almost without thinking we synchronised our strokes, so we were stroking each other up and down together.

I was so excited that I felt myself starting to cum, and began to gasp "Oh.... I'm going to shoot..."

To my disappointment, Joe stopped wanking me, and sat up straight.  The atmosphere was broken, and all that happened was a big slick of pre-cum drooled out of the end of my cock.

"Mustn't get carried away, Ray.... We need you two to be ready to shoot later on, and although you young lads do recharge quite quickly, it's better if you don't cum now."

"What do you mean - later on....?"

"Don't worry, Ray - you'll enjoy it.  Wait and see!"

As we were speaking, we could hear Alex shouting and groaning through the open door of the bedroom.

"Noisy buggar, your mate, isn't he?"  Joe said conversationally.  "And you know that Steve is a really good partner - your mate is making all that noise as he's enjoying it so much, not because he's being hurt."

Another problem was starting to make itself felt now, though, as I was dying to have a piss - all that lager was making its way through me.  I got up off the sofa, and went to walk to the bedroom door - the bathroom was en suite.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"I'm bursting to piss, Joe..."

"No, don't disturb Steve and Alex."

"But I'm dying...."

"Get back over here and sit down."

"But...."

"You're as bad as Alex.  You know what we do here to lads that don't do as they're told, don't you?"

I remembered the humiliating spanking Alex had received, and went and sat down beside Joe.  I was actually in pain now,  and was absolutely desperate to let a stream of piss out.  The erection I had wasn't one of sexual anticipation, but a real,  urgent, imperative piss-hard.

To my surprise, Joe got off the sofa as I sat down, and came and knelt on the floor between my legs.  His big hands rested on my thighs, and he lowered his head and took my cock in his mouth.  I didn't know what to do, and so did nothing.

The sight of this big man kneeling in front of me with my cock in his mouth was a real turn on for me, and if I hadn't already been painfully erect I would have been now anyway.  But Joe wasn't sucking me or anything, and after a few seconds he pulled his mouth off me and looked up.

"You were supposed to be dying for a piss..... It obviously wasn't too much of a problem for you...."

"I was... I am...  But... "

"So then, piss!"   He bent forward, and took my cock in his mouth again.

Christ!  I was supposed to piss in his mouth!  I suppose I'd read about this, but I never thought blokes actually did it - I thought it was just a fantasy.  But Joe seemed to mean it.

Just in case I had misunderstood, I tried to squeeze a few drops of piss out so that Joe would have a chance to change his mind.  But it was really difficult - having the big naked man between my legs and my cock in his mouth made it all but impossible to make my piss flow.  I squeezed all my muscles "down there" in the way that you think you can, and felt my naked arse slide over the leather sofa as I clenched and unclenched my muscles.  I willed myself to do it, I did everything I could to think of water - rivers, waterfalls, taps flowing.... It seemed to go on for ever, but I suppose it was only a few seconds.  

Then, of course, once I had started, given the pain I'd been in and all the lager, I couldn't stop!  This wasn't just a few drops to see if Joe liked it - I felt my cock pissing what seemed to be like gallons out.  Joe held on to my thighs, and I could see his head bobbing up and down slightly as he sucked and slurped away to keep up with the volumes of piss now streaming out of me.

I went on and on, and got that enormous feeling of relief you experience when you're finally empty.  My cock had gone all soft, and Joe was now gently sucking and nuzzling it to get the last drops of my piss out.   Finally he gently pushed my cock out of his mouth, and looked up at me.  Still kneeling between my knees, he raised his body up and went to kiss me!

I turned away, half in disgust, but his big hand was now behind my head, pulling me towards him.  As his tongue pried at my lips, I opened them almost automatically, and he was inside me - I was amazed and yet faintly repulsed by at the taste of my piss that was still coating the inside of his mouth. I was expecting it would be absolutely vile, and although it was faintly unpleasant, it wasn't at all what I'd thought it would be like,  I couldn't imagine drinking it with obvious pleasure as Joe had, but I could see that I could do so if I needed to.

"OK?"  Joe asked me, as he pulled out of my mouth.

"Yes... But... Well.... You drank my piss!"

"So?"

"But... Well,  people don't do that!"

Joe just laughed.  Still kneeling between my legs and now looking up at me again, he went on "You've got a lot to learn, Ray.  One man can give all sorts of pleasure to another.  There's no part of a man's body that can't be used for fun.  There's absolutely nothing wrong with piss drinking - it's perfectly sterile.  Sometimes it tastes worse than at others - I'm glad you're not one of those guys who has the reaction to asparagus..."

"The reaction to asparagus?"

"Yes - about 40% of men have some kind of genetic thing whereby if they eat asparagus - even the tiniest bit - some chemical is produced in their bodies that makes their urine absolutely stink.  Haven't you ever been in a public gents at a big wedding, or something, where they've been having canapés?  Almost half the blokes will be wanting to hold their noses as they pee, it can be so bad.  But if you're not one of those, or, if you are, and you haven't been eating asparagus, then it's mostly OK. Especially if it's very dilute, as yours is, after all that lager."

"But drinking my piss... It's not natural..."

"What's 'natural', Ray?  How can anything that two blokes do together, if they're both happy with it, be 'unnatural'?  You wanted to piss, and I willingly took your piss - what's 'unnatural' about that?  I'd suck your cum, after all, and you've filled my arse with your cum. And we've exchanged enough spit when we've been kissing.... No, think again.  I show that I care for you, and that I'll do a lot of things to be your partner, by doing this."

"Do you drink Steve's piss?"

"If he wants me to, of course I do."

"And does he drink yours?"

"No.  I'm not allowed to fuck him, either, as you know.  Steve is a 'top' - he uses other men.  And I suppose I'm a 'bottom' - I enjoy having my body used.  But actually I suppose I'm a bit versatile, as I enjoy fucking arse, too, as you know - it's just that with Steve I always 'bottom'."

I wanted to ask Joe more about all of this, but just then Steve and Alex came back through the door from the bedroom.  Alex didn't look as unhappy as he had the last time he was fucked, but his head was hanging down a bit.  Steve has his arm protectively around Alex's shoulders, and he was grinning , though.

"Just what I needed!  Are you and Ray, OK, Joe - I want Alex here to give me a good wash down in the shower, so we'll be a few more minutes."

"Yes - fine."

"Thanks for cleaning him out - ever thoughtful!  You know I like my cock licked clean after I've fucked someone, and Alex was able to do that this time, weren't you, boy?"

Steve had lifted Alex's head up as he was saying this.  Alex looked decidedly unhappy - I wondered if he'd really enjoyed licking Steve's cock after it had been up his hole, even though he was clean inside.  Alex didn't say anything, but it didn't seem to bother Steve.

Steve led Alex back into the bedroom, and Joe got up and came and sat by me.

"Look, Ray.... Some guys are naturally in charge, some guys like to do what they're told, and some guys are in-between.  I like to do what Steve tells me, and he likes to be in charge, so we're a perfect couple.  But I like to fuck, too, sometimes... And I'd really like to fuck Steve.... But I won't ever be allowed to do that.  But that doesn't make me any less of a man, you know... I'm big, tough, rough... It's just that when I'm having fun sexually I like to let someone else make the running most of the time.  That's perfectly normal, you know."

It somehow all seemed to be so normal, having a talk about sex with a big naked guy!  I couldn't imagine ever talking to my mom or dad about sex at all, even in a very roundabout way.  Yet here I was, naked, having been fucked and had my piss sucked out of me, discussing sex.   It made me realise how inhibited I'd been - this was the way to do it, this was the way men should behave together.

I reached out and put my arm around Joe's massive shoulders, and it was me who now pulled him close to me.  He sighed contentedly, and we just sat there for a few minutes, in happy, companionable silence, just feeling the heat of our bodies against the other, and breathing in the wonderful male scent that was coming from both of us.

Steve and Alex came back eventually, and came and sat on the big sofa with us.

"Right!", Steve said.  "They got on pretty quickly with editing the DVS, and we thought you lads would like to see it - they're all very excited by it, as they say there's a freshness and innocence about it - and the contrast between you two fit young lads and us fit mature blokes is particularly exciting.  They're predicting big sales, and Joe and I get a quid from each one:  we don't just do it for the fun, you know.  Now....."

He reached for the remote, and the big plasma screen lit up. 

I'd always thought that these things were done on the cheap and looked pretty tatty, but I guess that the new software and stuff enabled even quite small studios like the one we'd been at to turn out a really professional-looking job.  There were "titles", and then a number of scenes....   

As we watched, it seemed that they'd been really clever with the editing - anyone seeing it without knowing that Alex and me had been almost forced into sex would never know it - we seemed to be taking the cocks quite happily, and the shouts of pain from Alex had been totally replaced with big cries of ecstasy!  Even the scene where Alex had been spanked had been cut and edited so that it looked as if it was all part of the fun we were all having, and that Alex actually had enjoyed it.  There was no way that anyone seeing this DVD without knowing the background would ever believe that Alex and I hadn't wanted to do it - if any of our mates saw it, or our parents, they'd be horrified.

Steve and Joe kept up quite a commentary as the DVD was running, commenting on their cocks, our cocks, and how good Joe's big body looked as it rode up and down on Alex.
At the end, Steve got up and told us to follow him into the bedroom.

"Right, you lads... Into the bed.  Joe and I have to get dressed, as our guests are due soon.  But you and Alex may as well rest so you're fresh."

"What?  No - I'm going home."  Alex as usual was trying to assert himself.

"Alex, boy", Steve started to explain patiently, "We've invited a few guys over for a sort of launch party for our latest DVD.  You can't go home now until they've met our fellow stars 'in the flesh'. Don't be a party pooper!  And, anyway, you need to expand your horizons a bit - real porn stars do it with a live audience, too, you know, and so far we've only fucked in that closed room..."

"No way.  I'm out of here.  Come on, Ray, get your clothes on..."

Steve was grinning, as Alex looked for his clothes.  "OK, go home, Alex.  But get ready for school next week - I'll drop by, and hand out a few free copies to the lads at the gates.  I think all your chums will be quite surprised when they se how much you and Ray seem to enjoy being fucked.... As we saw, they edited it well, didn't they?"

"You wouldn't...!"

"Well, it's your choice.  If you stay on for the party, I won't.  But if you leave now, I might..."

Actually, I was quite thrilled by the thought of this party - I was getting aroused, just thinking about having sex again with Steve, even of a lot of other guys had to watch.  But Alex was clearly worried - although as I watched, he stopped looking for his clothes, and, very reluctantly, went over and got into the bed, pulling the duvet up to his chin.

Steve gestured, and I went over and got in, too - although Alex clearly didn't want me to touch him. So we lay there, side by side, just watching.

Steve and Joe were getting ready for the party - all this seemed to consist of was going and shaving, then minimally dressing - Joe pulled on one of his singlets, and Steve wore only a pair of the very tight, pale blue jeans.

The door bell went, and Steve told us to lie there and wait, and he and Joe went out into the living room.

Alex and I just lay there, ears straining.  The door bell went lots of times, and the noise of conversation and laughter got louder and louder from the other room.  Then we heard Steve say something, and the noise of the music on "our" DVD broke in.  The conversation stopped, and  as the DVD played, there were often little sets of clapping, and cheering - all the guys there did seem to be enjoying it!

Alex and I never spoke, but I could tell he wasn't happy, whereas I was having a problem as I was getting so many erections at the thought of what was going on in the next room.

We heard the closing music of the DVD, and then Steve and Joe came in.  Steve pulled the duvet off, to reveal us both lying there naked, and then gestured for us to get to our feet.
They led us out into the living room - Steve with his arm around Alex's shoulders, and Joe holding me in the same way and giving me a huge sense of confidence - after all, he was mostly naked, with his cock sticking out proudly and his big muscular arse fully exposed, so what was the problem with me being totally nude?

There were about 20 guys in the room, sitting around on the sofas, or just sprawled on the floor.  Mostly they were in their thirties and forties, I guessed, although there were a couple of younger guys and a couple of much older ones.  The were all in pretty fair shape - there wasn't too much flab around, and the prevailing dress code must have been jeans and Ts, although a fair number of the guests had discarded the Ts, and some even the jeans.

Steve and Joe led us around the room, "introducing" us to the guests, and giving them our names, but not us theirs.  The guests were allowed to generally feel and fondle us, but Steve and Joe were careful not to let it go too far - one of the older guys, for example, skinned back my foreskin and started to wank me, but Joe stopped him from making me cum.  A few times I had to bend over so that a guest could look closely at my hole, and some of the guys ran a finger tip along the outside of my pucker, giving me that lovely "wincing" feeling you get.  But when one of them wanted to push a finger right in, again Joe stopped him.

Eventually all four of us ended up in the centre of the room: Joe and Steve were laughing, I felt OK, but Alex was hanging his head in embarrassment and blushing quite a lot.

"Right, guys", Steve said.  "You've seen the DVD, and now your hosts are pleased to give you something extra - something that will not be happening at any other showings of our DVD this evening.  All four of us are going to give you 'the sequel' - a little live performance."

"When Joe and I were talking about this", he went on, "We wondered what you'd like to see most.  The scenes where I fuck Ray, and where Joe fucks Alex, are very hot as we all know.  But there's no point in repeating those.  In fact, we thought that the one thing the DVD lacked was me fucking Joe..."

He paused, whilst a lot of the guys laughed, and called out in a jovial way "Oh, not again!"

"So we've decided to do that.  I'll take Joe as usual.  But that leaves Ray and Alex with nothing to do.  So.....  First of all, we'll have a display from Ray and Alex."

My heart leaped, and began to pound.  What was he talking about?  Alex was starting to look really worried, too.

"They've both got hot fuckable arses, as we know, and you've all seen that they've got nothing to be ashamed about as far as cocks are concerned", Steve went on, "So should Ray fuck Alex, or Alex fuck Ray?"

There were shouts from the men of "Ray", and "Alex".

Steve was laughing now.  "Yes, it's difficult.  Too such great studs.  The only fair way is to toss for it."   

"But we don't need to toss a coin, when we've all got cocks - let's let Ray and Alex 'toss' to decide who gets to fuck..."

Turning to us, he carried on "Right, lads.  Joe and I are going to toss you off.  The first one of you to shoot gets fucked by the other."

He and Joe moved to stand behind us, Joe behind me, and Ray behind Alex.  I could feel Joe's warm body pressing into mine, and got a little thrill when his cock tried to press itself into the cleft of my bum.    Manoeuvring us around so that we faced the audience, they reached around our bodies and started to wank us.  

This was awful!  Even though I loved the touch of Joe against me and liked the feeling of being enfolded in his arms, I hated him wanking me with all those other guys watching.  Part of me wanted desperately to cum, to get it all over with.  And part of me was trying to hold back, as I didn't want Alex to fuck me.  

Joe was really good at wanking - he slid my foreskin over and back across my cock head, and in between long strokes up and down my shaft he rubbed his thumb over my piss slit.  I normally never wank myself standing up, as I don't like the way you thrust yourself forward and the tension builds in your thighs and the back of your legs - but with Joe doing it, it was somehow different.

I think Joe really did try to get me to cum first, but in the end it was the feeling of being humiliated in front of the other men that saved me.  Although his hand gripped me tighter and tighter, and he tweaked my nipples with his other hand to "encourage" me, I held out.  

I only just made it, though, as I could feel myself almost starting to shoot when a big cheer went up from the watching men and I looked across and saw a big slick of cum on the wooden floor, where Alex had shot it.  

Joe stopped just in time, and I stood there with a huge erection, and pre-cum dripping helplessly out of me and hanging in thick slime from the end of my cock.  

Steve let Alex go, and Alex went to turn around to try and hide his rapidly detumescing cock from the watchers.  Steve gave him a little slap on his arse, though, and moved him around so that he was again facing the audience, although I could see that his head was down and his eyes were looking at the floor - he wasn't looking directly at the men, as I was.

"Right, then", Steve told everyone, "So Ray is all primed, as we see... That was a close-run contest, wasn't it, lads?"

"Right, Joe.  We want everyone to get a good view, so let's have them do it standing up.... Grab hold of Alex, and spread him on your back - like we did to the cabin boy when we made 'Pirates Of The Caribbean'."

Joe turned to Alex, and told him to stand behind him.  Alex seemed to be almost in a daze, and meekly did as he was told, and the contrast between the big, muscular, bronzed man and the thin, pale, Alex was obviously very erotic for a lot of the men in the audience - even those who had not stripped had now got their cocks out and were wanking themselves.

"Arms on my shoulders, Alex", Joe said, and as soon as Alex reached up and put his hands over Joe's shoulders, Joe grabbed them in his own huge hands and simultaneously bent over from the waist and pulled Alex forwards. Alex was held almost helpless - his body pressed against Joe's back, and pulled so far forward that his head was against Joe's.  His legs were straddling Joe's muscular waist, and his feet were off the ground, causing his arse to be completely exposed.

Joe walked around the room, still bent double and with Alex on him, turning Alex to face each little group of men in turn so that could see Alex's hole clearly (and Joe's, of course!).

"Not quite a virgin", Steve was saying, "But still very firm and tight, as you can see."

Turning to me, he continued "Right, Ray, down on all fours and clean up Alex's cum from my floor.  You'll need it to lube him."

I thought I had got over my feelings of shyness and humiliation, but as I crawled around the floor trying to get up the slicks of Alex's cum into one hand, I knew that there were still a lot of things that I had not even thought of to make me acutely aware of my body.  I knew that the men, as well as looking at Alex's hole, were watching my naked body as I crawled around - I was particularly conscious of my balls swinging freely, and gently slapping into my thighs as I moved.

"Any you can't clean up, lick up!", Joe commanded.  And when I showed a sign of hesitation, e came over and gave me a couple of resounding slaps on my naked bum.  I think this was mainly for effect, as although they stung like hell at the time, there was no permanent damage -  and certainly the watching men seemed to appreciate it as they all gave a little cheer as the resounding 'crack' went around the room.  But Steve couldn't be serious, could he?  Did he really want me to lick up the tiny spots and remains of Alex's cum?

Two more hard slaps convinced me he did, so I pressed my head to the floor and very cautiously ran my tongue over the damp patches.   It wasn't so much the taste of the cum that was awful, it was the fact that I was having to carry out this extraordinary act with everyone else watching - and with my face pressed so low to the floor, I knew it wouldn't just be my balls the audience was now watching - my hole would be completely exposed to them, too.

Fortunately, Steve didn't keep me at it too long.  "Up, Ray", he called out.  "Now let's see that body of yours in action!"

Joe had stopped now, with Alex still sprawled across him.  Steve told me to go up and massage Alex's hole with some of the cum I had collected, and I slid first one, and then two, fingers in.  Alex was moaning and crying out gently as I did this - I hated doing it to him, but I knew that Steve was just waiting for an excuse to spank me hard if I didn't do as he said.  And I knew it was kinder to Alex to properly relax him and lube him, as when I went up into him it would then be more of a pleasure for him.

"That's enough - now add some of your spit.  A nice big gob, right up it", Joe went on.

I bent down, and pushed Alex's bum as far apart as I could with my hands so he was really exposed now.  Sucking and working my tongue around in my mouth I got a good load of spit, then gobbed it out to land firmly in the middle of Alex's pucker - he kind of flinched as the gob hit him, and it started to run down his crack.

"Right - up and at 'im!", Steve now called, to much cheering from the men.  

In spite of everything, my own cock was still rock hard, and I walked forward, again pulled Alex's bum apart with my hands, positioned my cock head at Alex's hole, and pushed.

It was tough to get in - I had to push harder and harder until there was a little giving, and then I slid in a couple of centimetres.  Alex screamed - it must have been nervous reaction, as I'd well lubed and stretched him, and, although I have a big cock, it still wasn't anything like the size of Steve's which had been up there earlier on.

I wanted to fuck Alex gently and slowly as Steve and Joe had fucked me, but I was too excited.  The feeling of Alex's tight arse around my dick, the stares and cheers of the audience, and my own sexual passion all got the better of me.  I found myself putting my hands on Alex's shoulders to give myself a better grip, then slamming myself in and out of him.  Every time my belly and pubic bone hit Alex's bum there was a slapping sound, and a scream from Alex  - I just didn't want to stop, I just wanted more and more.  The noise that Alex was making, in time to my brutal thrusting, was turning me on more and more and making my strokes even more vigorous, if that was possible.

But it was over all too quickly - I was so close to the edge from what had already happened that day that it was only a minute or so before I felt my cum building up and then forcing itself out of me and up into Alex.  I just couldn't help it - my back arched, my head went back, and I cried out at the top of my voice  "Oh, yes... Fuuuuucccckkk...".

I had to stop thrusting, as once I've shot my cock is incredibly sensitive and it almost hurts if I carry on trying to wank.  I collapsed forwards onto Alex's body, and almost fell off as my sweat-soaked torso slid on his sweaty back.

Steve only allowed me to lie there a minute or so, though, then came over and told me to pull out gently.  He held one of my arms high in the air in a victory salute, and "presented" me to the audience:  "Gentlemen.... A big hand for a new star.... I give you, Ray."

I didn't care that they were looking at my body, at my cock slimed with my cum and Alex's arse juice - I just loved the way they were all pleased with me.  Joe let go of Alex, and Steve led him around, too, although Alex just wouldn't look at the men at all.

If it had been up to me, I would have stayed - it looked as if something interesting was going to happen.  All the men were stripping off, and starting to fondle and kiss each other.  But Joe and Steve led Alex and me into the bedroom, and told us to get dressed.

"Here's your cut, lads", Steve said, giving us each another hundred quid. "We take a door collection from them, and you two deserve it."

"Things are going to get steamy, and possibly a bit rough from now on.", he continued, "And it's no place for young lads like you."

"Here's another twenty - I've called you a minicab, as I don't like to think of young lads out alone in the streets at this time of night."

Alex never spoke at all on the journey home.  

End Of Part 7 

