
 
PORN  STARS

By Pete Brown     petebrownuk @ yahoo.com

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Part 5

My heart started to race, and I was beginning to panic.  Of course I'd never even thought of fucking a man before, and seeing the huge arse of Joe as he knelt in front of me on the bed was absolutely terrifying.

"Hey - I was forgetting.", Steve said.  "We've got to think about what the audience wants, not about giving young Ray here a good time!   The viewers will want to see two such good-looking lads fucking each other.  Get down, Joe - Ray can fuck his mate instead."

Jesus Christ!  This was even worse.  There was no way I could push my cock up Alex's bum.  I knew him too well - we played in the same soccer team, we shagged the same girls, he was my best mate...

But Steve was leading Alex over to the bed now, and pushing him down so that he was lying on his back.  He told Alex to raise his legs in the air, then knelt down and started to finger Alex's hole.  Alex was just lying there, moaning quietly, and after a few moments Steve stood up again.

"There", he said to me.  "There's lots of Joe's spunk still up inside Alex, and I've just got some of it out and lubed him up well, so there's no need to wank him first.  Now - let's get you ready."

He knelt in front of me, and took my cock in his mouth.  I'd only been half erect before, but as I felt his warm lips and his tongue caress my cock head, I went completely hard.  I looked down and saw his thick black hair below me, and this big strong man on his knees in front of me.  He was looking up, sort of in supplication, and my cock was almost totally inside him.  I felt so strong, so powerful, to have this mature, tough man sucking me in this way.  I thrust my hips forward - it must be some animal instinct, I guess, and reached down to put my hands behind his head and force it even closer to my crotch.

Steve simply pulled back - he was so strong, there was no problem, and rose smoothly to his feet to stand towering over me.

"Whoa, there, Ray!  I might want to suck you one day, but I only wanted to get your cock well lubed with spit at this point.  I think you'd have shot your load if I'd gone on.... And that's reserved for young Alex here!"

Alex was still lying there, spread-eagled on his back, and Steve told me to get up and kneel down between his outstretched legs.  Steve then straddled Alex's body, kneeling on either side of his chest, and facing me.  He leaned forward, picked up Alex's feet, and pulled them up and backwards.   He held one foot in each of his big hands, so that Alex's hole was now clearly visible to me - it was all pink and puckered, contrasting with his dead white skin.  Steve's cock was lying along Alex's belly, and I guessed that Alex must be feeling the moist warmth of Steve's hole against his body, too - it looked as if Steve was taking most of his weight on his knees, as Alex was having no difficulty with breathing.

"Right, Ray.  There he is.  All lubed up ready for you, and nicely positioned.  You usually get the guy to hold his own ankles up and back if you want to fuck like this, but I'm not sure that Alex wants to be fucked, so it's easier if I hold him this time.  Now.... Slide yourself in...."

Did I want to do it?  Part of me did not.  But another part of me was excited at the thought of actually fucking another guy.  Would Alex enjoy me as much as I'd enjoyed Steve?  I know he'd shouted a lot when Joe went up him, but that was because Joe was big, fast and rough.  I decided that I'd do it like Steve had done me - slow, and gentle.  

I was still rock hard, so I knew that I was really turned on. I was aware that the big drools of Steve's spit that he'd left on my cock were drying out, and making my cock feel cold.  I shuffled forward, pulling my hips and arse back, so that the tip of my cock was just outside Alex's hole.  Now... All I had to do was thrust forward gently with my hips, and I'd be in....  I reached down and skinned back my foreskin, so my shiny, moist cock head was ready, then moved my hips ever so gently to push it at Alex's hole.

Alex started to moan, and I think he would have tried to pull backwards if Steve's body hadn't been stopping him.  I moved further forward and felt Alex continuing to resist.  Even though my cock was rock solid, I just couldn't seem to make it happen.  I pushed harder, and my cock started to bend, rather than go into Alex.

Steve was leaning over, watching, and whispered "Hold your cock half way along, and then push, to get past the sphincter first..."

I did as he had suggested, and suddenly I went forward about an inch - I'd popped through Alex's clenched muscle, and was inside.  It felt incredible - warm, and moist.  Alex was moaning softly, and now I started to push myself gently forwards ever so slowly, ever so carefully, just as Steve had up me.

Ray's moaning suddenly turned into scream - and this was a scream of pain, not of terror as it had been when Joe was fucking him.  I was so confused and shocked, I didn't know what to do.  Oh, God.... Don't let me have hurt Alex - I was only pushing gently.  Instinctively I jerked backwards, and my cock came out of his hole.

Steve and I both looked at it at the same moment, and I saw it was covered in blood!

At once Steve leapt off Alex, and went to cradle his head.  Gently he said 

"Sorry, mate.  Ray didn't mean to hurt you.  You're bleeding a bit inside, and he touched a raw spot with his cock.  I thought Joe had left you OK, but he's a big bloke and I think he must have torn you a little.  Don't worry - it's nothing serious - it happens to all of us sometimes.  It'll get better all by itself in a couple of days as it's not a serious tear or I would have felt it a few moments ago - you'll have a bit of discomfort when you crap, but that's all.  However, for today, it does mean that you won't be able to have anything else up your arse.  Sorry, mate!"

I don't suppose Alex was sorry at all, really.  

Steve then went on, now looking at me :  "But you were all fired up and ready to go.   Mustn't disappoint you and the viewers, so it's back to plan 'A' - you can fuck Joe."

Then he called "Come on Joe, get back up here, with your arse in the air, ready for Ray.  You're not going to miss out after all.  And you, Alex - go and sit on the sofa and watch Ray perform.  See how he does it, so that when it's your turn you'll know what to do...."

So I wasn't going to escape fucking Joe after all!  The big man was again crouching on the bed, with his shoulders pressed right down in to the mattress and his head turned to one side.  

"Right, Ray.  Up and 'at 'im", Steve said to me.  Then "Reach back and pull that crack open, Joe - let Ray get a good look at what a real man looks like."

Joe reached back and each of his huge hands gripped one of his bum cheeks and pulled.  His sphincter was enormous - dark brown, and deeply puckered.  Even though Joe's bum was deeply tanned, deep down in his crack his skin was white, so his hole still made a strong contrast with the rest of him.

"Let me show you how to deal with a big, experienced arse like this", Steve told me.  

He dropped to his knees, so that his face was at the level of Joe's arse. And I saw him sucking his cheeks in and out.  He then spat a huge load of gob to land all over Joe's hole, and he used one of his big  fingers to very roughly push it in, getting his finger in up to the joint.

"There.  That's all you need to do for Joe.  No point in wasting a lot of time stretching and lubing him properly - you've got a big cock, but it's not all that big compared to what Joe is used to taking.  Now... Before you start, you do the same thing."

So I knelt, as he had, and got a really close look at Joe.  As well as the puckered skin, I could see faint marks from where he had shaved himself.  And as my face went closer, I got a new, exciting smell - a masculine smell of sweat, ass juice, and male hormone.  You know how it is when you cup your balls in your hands - there's a really strong "male" scent down there, and there was that same scent now, only stronger.  

I sucked my cheeks in and out, and worked up a huge load of spit in my mouth, then blew it out at Joe's hole.  It was all viscous and foamy, and stuck there, slowly starting to move downwards inside his crack.  It felt so good - to be able to spit at another man, and to be able to spit at him in such a totally intimate place.   I wondered what it felt like to have a big gob of my hot spit sliding down your arse.

Tentatively I moved my index finger towards him, and was surprised at how  little resistance there was as I poked it into him through his pucker - Joe seemed to be used to having things go in there!

"Don't hang around, Ray", Steve was saying.  "It may be the first time you've looked closely at a bloke's hole, but it won't be the last!  Get on with the action, and fuck him hard!"

"Hey, Joe", he went on.  "Make it easy for young Ray.  Get back to the edge, so he can take you standing up."

Joe shuffled backwards, so that his arse was at the edge, and I moved forwards.  I pushed gently at him with my cock, and, just like my finger, it went in with very little resistance.  I hardly needed to stop for Joe's comfort at all - I carried on pushing, and my cock went all the way in until I had my body pressed tight against Joe's muscular bum.  He was so hot - or perhaps I just wasn't used to having another man's bum in such close contact with my belly.

I pulled my hips back, and felt my cock slide out - I almost cried out with the exquisite pleasure.  This beat wanking, any day.  Then in again, and out.  I was going slowly and gently as Steve had with me, but Joe didn't seem to mind what I did.  I noticed that the faster I went the more pleasure it gave me, so I started to speed up, thrusting my hips backwards and forwards almost as quickly as I could.   Joe had started to moan quietly, so I knew he must be enjoying it, too.  And then he did something totally incredible, something I never even knew you could do - my cock was squeezed, hard, by Joe's arse muscles.  

It was impossible not to do it - I shouted out with the sheer excitement of it.  I tried to carry on fucking, but Joe was squeezing me.. It's not that I couldn't force myself in and out of him, as I was now so well lubed from the spit, Joe's ass juices and my pre-cum.... I tried a few more strokes, but my nerves were all firing with sensation and I was literally "weak at the knees" and could hardly control my body any more.  I had to stop.  I was forced to stop - my balls took control and shot a huge load of spunk up into Joe.

I've told you I'm incredibly sensitive when I've cum, and I just couldn't keep on fucking - that almost indescribable feeling you get in your cock head was so strong, that I simply had to stop.

I fell forwards onto Joe's muscular back, and reached my arms around his big tough hairy body, as I wanted to squeeze him tight and just hold him for a moment.  It felt incredible, to be in such intimate contact with a big tough guy like this, and to have pumped my sperm into him.  It was the closest I've ever felt to anyone, and I wanted my contact with his flesh to go on for ever.  I was so happy and bubbling over with excitement that I really wanted just to thrown my head back and shout with uncontrolled laughter.

Joe was laughing, too - no, it was more like chuckling.  He too seemed to be totally happy as we lay there.  He turned his head a bit more to look at me.  

"Thanks, mate.  You're not bad for a first-timer.  That was good for me....  Did you enjoy it?  Was it good for you, too?"

"Oh, yes!"

"That's enough of the mutual admiration society.", Steve broke in.  "Now we have to give Alex a turn to fuck.  Jut because his arse is sore, there's nothing to stop him fucking."

"So, Alex - who do you want to fuck?  Your mate Ray, or big Joe here?"

Alex must have been recovering his usual bolshie self, as he came back immediately.  "I'm going to fuck you, Steve!  You seem to be the only one around here who's not had a cock up him today."

"Well, that's not on, Alex.  I'm a real top.  I only fuck, and I don't take any man's cock up me - not unless they are so strong they can completely overpower me and, in effect, rape me - and you're not up to that, are you?  At least, not yet." 

"So come on, make a choice - your mate Ray has a nice firm young bum, and I can assure you, from what I've already experienced, that it's very receptive of cock: he is, as we say, eminently fuckable. You could fuck him now, and then you'll know how to do it for later on in the week!  Or do you fancy taking a real man's arse - they don't come bigger, stronger, and better than Joe's, I can assure you."

"No - I'm going to fuck you, you arrogant buggar, always telling the rest of us what to do.  And if I can't fuck you, I'm not going to fuck anyone."

"Well, that's where you're wrong! Either pick Ray, or Joe, or else I'll decide for you.  You've already been spanked once for arguing with us, and if there's any more of your nonsense, I'll take you over my knee, just as  Joe did...  I like to see big, red hand marks on a young guy's bum, so carry on arguing with me by all means - it will only add to the fun...."

I saw Alex debating in his mind what to do.  He obviously knew it was hopeless, as  Steve was big enough and strong enough to do exactly what he said he would.  So was he thinking about fucking me, or Joe?  In one way I wanted it to be me - I'd had such an amazing experience when Steve went up me, and half of me wanted to know if this was always the same.  On the other hand, I wasn't sure that I wanted Alex to fuck me - somehow, having your best mate fuck you just wasn't on.  Mind you, I'd been excited at the thought of fucking Alex - so was it something about me? I didn't mind being fucked by big strong men, but I wanted to fuck men if I could.  On the other hand..."

My speculation was cut short, as Alex had obviously made up his mind.  He got up off the sofa, and came to stand behind Joe who was still crouching on the bed.  He started to wank himself, to make his cock hard, then, typically Alex, snapped out "Don't just kneel there like a big lump of meat!  Get on your back, grab your ankles and get them up by your head!"

Amazingly, Joe did as he was told.  He lay there on his back, his legs pulled right back, and there was a big grin on his face. He was obviously enjoying playing along with Alex.  

Alex stepped forward and thrust forward - no subtlety, just a hard thrust in to Joe. The smile slipped from Joe's face for a moment, but was soon back as Alex thrust in and out, as hard as he could.

It only took a few moments - Alex shot almost at once (I suppose Joe's arse muscles had been gripping him from the start, as he had me).  He didn't lie forward on to Joe or anything, but pulled right out, with his cock still dripping cum in a big slimy trail that slowly broke away from his cock head to fall to the floor.

"So", Steve said. "Alex likes to play the hard man, does he?  A few quick thrusts to satisfy himself, and never mind about the guy who's getting fucked!  I suppose it doesn't matter - Joe gets enough proper servicing from me that he doesn't need to worry about losing a bit of pleasure from a young lad."

He looked around at us all, and went on "I would guess they've got enough film by now - do any of you want to fuck again, or shall we call it a day?"

Actually, I did want to fuck again, I think.  But it could only be Joe, as Alex was out of it, and Steve had said that he never got fucked.  And I'd already fucked Joe. So I didn't say anything.  

"Right, then.  Let's hit the showers..."

We all made our way to the end of the room to the tiled area, and Steve turned a valve on.  There were a couple of shower heads in the ceiling, and Joe and Steve went under them.  Alex and I stood watching, waiting for them to finish.  It was somehow "normal" now - when I went to the sports centre in the town you saw men showering together, although not such big,  perfect specimens as Steve and Joe.  And in our town, you didn't see very heavy tattoos like Joe's... Or nose rings!

"Come on in lads, the water's lovely!", Steve shouted.  "We're all friends here, and there's no need to wait there, looking longingly at us.  Come on in and shower with us, and save water!"

Alex and I didn't move, and Steve shouted again "I told you to come and get in!  It wasn't an invitation, it was an order.  Now, get those bodies in here... The film's still running..."

Alex and I looked at each other, then we both sort of shrugged, and stepped forward.  We're used to showering together along with all the rest of the team at school but this was totally different.  At school, no one ever touches another guy.  But here Steve and Joe came and started to enthusiastically run their soapy hands over our bodies.  After a few moments,  Joe gave me the soap and turned his broad back towards me, and I realised that he wanted me to soap him and wash him - so I did.  After all, given what we'd done together, washing his body was tame, wasn't it?  Then he turned around, and wanted me to wash his front -  I was much more hesitant, as I didn't quite like touching the rings through his big nipples;  and when he indicated I should soap up his cock and balls, too, I almost freaked out.  But he was smiling, happy, and unconcerned, and when he started to do the same thing to me, I enjoyed it very much - his big muscular hands sliding over me felt really great.

Steve and Alex seemed to be getting on well, too, and then Joe and Steve gently pushed Alex and me together.  I'd never touched Alex's body like this before, and we got even closer when Steve and Joe went to either side of us, linked arms around us, and pulled us close together.  My cock was bouncing against Alex's, and I could feel Steve's cock trying to nestle in-between the cheeks of my bum.  All the time the warm water showered down on us, and when Steve turned my head to kiss me, his spit was mixed with the cascades of water.  I just couldn't help getting another erection, even though I thought Alex would hate to have my cock jutting at him as we were so close together.  But, to my surprise, he seemed to have one too - Joe was evidently turning him on!

Steve motioned for us to stand out from the worst of the water spray, and we all stood there, totally naked, all now with erections.  

"The last scene is always a wank off in the showers", Steve explained.  "I expect you two have lots of experience of that, so get wanking!  The last one to cum is a cissy!"

If he thought guys wanking off in the showers was usual, he must have gone to a totally different type of school to Alex and me.  I didn't want to wank like this, but Joe and Steve had started, and, seeing them at it and not wanting to be outdone, Alex had started too! So what was I to do - I reached down, and started to try to bring myself off.  

Actually, I hate trying to wank standing up.  I like to lie down, or sit in an easy chair.  I hate the way your hips start to thrust forward, and then the backs of your knees stretch in the wrong direction.  But here I was, and it had to be like that, so I started to stroke my hand up and down, and to pull the foreskin on and off my cock head - that always turns me on, and I hoped I could cum quickly now and get this all over with.

I guess it must look erotic on a DVD - two very big muscular guys, and two good-looking lads, all beating at their cocks whilst lined up in a row.  I didn't really care -  I wanted all this to be over now, and I wanted out of there.  I started to get really aroused, and soon I  got those unmistakable signs of my cum starting to shoot - my balls contracted, I got that wonderful feeling in my cock, and then it was spurting out.   I was first, and Alex shot almost immediately afterwards.  

Steve and Joe were still beating away - I guess it takes older guys longer - but then they moved close to each other, and started "wanking together":  their cocks lay alongside each others and one hand was wanking both.  At the same time, they bent towards each other and started kissing deeply.  I couldn't help being envious - what must it feel like to have another bloke's cock pressed all along the length of yours, and to have the same hand stimulating you both?   Not surprisingly, I suppose, they both shot at the same time, and each of them got the other's cum on his belly and in his pubic hair.  As Alex and I watched, they therefore went back under the shower and enthusiastically again washed each other.

They dried us, rubbing us all over with the big white fluffy towels that were provided, and then expected us to do the same to them -   we had to use the same towels, but I don't suppose that that mattered, given what we'd all been through together.  I've seen blokes drying each other before, after sports matches and so on - they just pull the towels roughly over their mates.  But when Joe and Steve worked on me with the towel they were intimately close, pushing it down between my bum cheeks, then gently cupping my balls in it to make sure I was completely dry.  When it was my turn to dry them, I found I was using it as an opportunity to explore their bodies in greater detail - I probed their asses, played with their balls, and hefted their cocks in my hand, all the time pretending I was just doing this in order to get them dry.  I think they twigged what I was doing, because they both gave me conspiratorial grins!

It seemed somehow sad, and strange, to be pulling our clothes on.  It was quite like being in a changing room now, with four men together dressing in their Ts and jeans, and we were all talking quite normally - were we going back by tube?  Did we want to share a cab..?  It all seemed to be so depressingly normal.

They must still have been watching us, as the moment we were all ready the door opened and the young guy who had been in charge came in.  He gave Steve an envelope - presumably, with his fee, but I noticed Joe got nothing:  were Steve and he always booked as a pair, I wondered.  Alex and I just got our hundred counted out in twenties from the guy's wallet.

"Thank you all, gentlemen", he said cheerily.  "If we want to use you again, we'll be in touch."

Alex wouldn't share a cab with the other two, even though Steve said they'd pay - it was as if he didn't want any contact at all with them in the world outside the studio.  So we walked - no, almost trudged - our way back to the tube.  He hardly spoke to me all the way home, and when I suggested we went clubbing that night with the money we'd earned, he just looked at me as if he was astonished, shrugged his shoulders, and walked off.  

End Of Part 5


