Study Scott

And we are basically just chilling. Scott is liking the movie and Meg is enjoying it as well. The guys all like them. The studio sends out some PR people. Our story negotiations are on-going, so we can’t mention them. But the PR guys are all over the unusual nature of our arrangements. They’ve decided to create a roll for Meg. A slightly older sister for Vince? Or an old flame? And they want Scott to be in it. He’s going to be Vince’s rival. He got a concussion and his parents pulled him from football. He ran the team seven years ago, and was the team captain. And he gets some good lines. Apparently it’s easy to edit him in. And I make them let me get a boner next to Scott in the shower. And then he goes and fucks Meg. Even though she is his replacement’s sister. Everyone is happy.

And I get to the Four Seasons for a contract meeting and there is this fucking HOT dude. In. A. FUCKING. Kilt. Talking to Brett. You can see his calves in his socks. Massive. I. Love. Calves. FUCK. And his ass is mammoth. Total rugby/soccer/football/weightlifter/god. FUCK. You can’t make this up. His hair is luscious. Long and lockey. And he handles himself, legs apart, like a man. Hands on the podium. All fucking man. And Brett says something to him and my kilt fantasy turns to me. Holly fucking shit-stick on bun. FUUUUCK. Like, gorgeous. HOT. Smooth skin, shadow of stubble, nice, evenly spaced eyes and intelligence behind them. He knows he’s hot. He knows the effect he is having on me, and he is enjoying it. Fuck.

“Mr. Cummings, Mr. McGreggor was just asking about you” and I can move my feet. And I look at Brett. What would kilt hottie want with me. I want to suck the cum out of his balls, but what would be want with me? And yes, Bob and Caleb and me and Scott – gobsmacked. I got nothing. Stud puts out his hand and I look at it. Palm up. Ah, that’s nice. Nails decently trimmed. I decide it’s a man’s hand. And he’s standing there.

“Mr. Cummings, you might want to shake Mr. McGreggor’s hand. It is expected” and I look at Brett. And back at the hand. And I put my hand out. WOW. Soft yet hard. Calloused yet smooth. Warm, yet dry. And I look from his hand up to his eyes. And he is fucking smiling with his eyes. “You, must be Ethan” and I look at him. And his chest and his scent. And Fuck. How do they make them like that. Fuck. And my hand is still in his and I lift it up and kiss his hand. And I let it go. And I stand there. Fuck.

“Mr. McGreggor, your luggage has been moved up to your suite. I’m happy to show you the way, but Mr. Cummings is very familiar with the hotel and he can do so if you’d prefer. “That’ll be just fine, and he passes some cash to Brett” as he is all eyes to me.

And Brett gives me the suite number and floor and I manage to walk him to the elevator and we pass the Men’s Room and Gus, that’s his name. Gus McGreggor. Has anything ever been so sexy? And look at those legs. And he’s like “I need to piss, piss with me” and I look at him and I’m back to slow-motion. He. Wants. To. Piss. With. Me. And I love him and he walks in and they have a divider and he lifts his kilts and pees. I just stand at the next one. “C’mon, man, whip it out. I’m fucking writing your life story, I need to experience it to get it right” and I unzip and take my chubby out and I pee, mostly up and he looks over at me. “Spectacular cock you have, mate” and he’s peeing and his kilt is up and I look over. FUCK. Should NOT have done that. I get an immediate erection, piss stops and dribbles down on me. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

“C’mon, man, you like me dick? And he waves it at me. FUCK. 7” at least. SOLID. Wide, fucking uncut cock. Flaccid. He reminds me of Hamish, wide, but way LONGER. Fuck. And I am actually having trouble breathing. “You like it, man, guy rule #23, you gotta say something nice.” And it’s all I can do to stand up. Fuck. And I just turn and walk out. I managed to put my cock away. I think. And I walk home. Piss wet spot and all.

And I some-how get in, Vince is out and I sit on the couch. What just happened? Fuck. And I just go to the shower, grab some gel, and jerk off. And then I go for a walk. Fuck.
 
This stud dude is here to write about MY life. And make us $20 million. And he’s fucking hung like a bullfighter, may be the largest cock I’ve ever seen. As big or bigger than Scott. Vince, too. Maybe not the Sheik. And he has game. And he is fucking incredibly attractive in that he hits my buttons. I want a big meaty ass. Remember my ass exercises which lead me to ‘Green Beans’? I’m a fucking teenage on his first work out compared to Gus. That lad's played serious sport his entire life and has the legs and ass to show for it. Fuck.

And his legs. Calves are just gorgeous when done right. I like to lick them as I work my way towards his ass. And why do I love a meaty ass. Because there is more man there to thrust his fucking cock into my ass. And what a cock. 7” soft. That means at least 8” hard. I KNOW cock. Even the biggest ‘shower’ grows a little. And I know you know I love to look at big cock, but big cock hurts. I need, NEED this cock to be big and to hurt me. I just need it. And I am sitting alone, at home, having jerked off. And all I am doing is analyzing the man who asked me to his room to write my life story.

I grab my phone and run out, back to the kitchen for a glass of water. Call the elevator and jog to the Four Seasons. And I pass Brett and hit the floor for Gus and I get to his suite and press the buzzer and he opens the door.

“You are late.” And I look at him. “You showered, jerked off and sat around and realized you needed to be here. I had you here at 18 minutes. You came in at 22. You are late” and I look at him.

“Who the fuck are you?” and he chuckles. "I’m you, basically, as we write out the next few weeks.” And I look at him. “Look, apparently I am good at what I do. And I am good because I become my subjects and can empathize and then describe the emotions and actions and physical feelings to the general public and then we both make lots of money.”

And he looks at me. “Sorry about the dick flash. I thought you could handle it” and he looks at me. And I’m like WTF. And he pulls me in by my elbow and takes me to the couch. “You will have to share every inner feeling and thought with me over the next few weeks. You are an incredible subject, and I want to do you justice. Why did you freak out at the urinal?” and I just look at him. And stare. And I can’t say antying.

“Ethan, use you words. Why were you speechless?” And he looks deeply into mine. And then he goes in for a kiss. Not deep, but on the lips and sweet. “C’mon, you can do this”

“I just found you so attractive. I walked into the hotel, we used to live here. I know the concierge well, and you were this broad-shouldered Scott, in a kilt, in Wyoming, with stunning legs. And gorgeous hair. You ass was to die for. And you were there for me. And you wanted to pee. And you liked my little boy cock. And yours, commando, was stunningly spectacular. I couldn’t breathe. I had to get out. You are right. I went back, complete daze. I jerked off, rinsed off and sat on the couch. And realized I wanted to be here with you. So I came back and now I’m here.”

And Gus looks at me and smiles and nods. “Okay, very good Ethan. Look. Ground rules here. I am going to get you riled up, it’s my job. I want to live through you and via you, to learn your world. We may grow to ‘love each other’ – it happens, but I am not ‘in love’ with you. We are doing a job and it’s exceptionally intense. I know I like you, having just met you, and knowing your story. But we are not and will not and are not ever going to be in love. I am just riding along beside you as you do your thing. Does that make sense?” and he looks at me.

“Do we get to fool around?” Hope, hope, hope. And Gus nods. “We need to. I need to know what sex is like with you. And yes, every which way. You, me, road-side blow jobs.” And he looks at me. “I know you are excited right now. That was my intention. I need you at maximum Ethann. But can you handle me being part of your job and not part of your life?” and he looks at me.

“You put that fucking cock into me and I don’t give a fuck what you do. And I’m gonna nail your ass, too and show you how real dudes fuck.” And he smiles. FUCK.
 
This stud dude is here to write about MY life. And make us $20 million. And he’s fucking hung like a bullfighter, may be the largest cock I’ve ever seen. As big or bigger than Scott. Vince, too. Maybe not the Sheik. And he has game. And he is fucking incredibly attractive in that he hits my buttons. I want a big meaty ass. Remember my ass exercises which lead me to ‘Green Beans’? I’m a fucking teenage on his first work out compared to Gus. That lad's played serious sport his entire life and has the legs and ass to show for it. Fuck.

And his legs. Calves are just gorgeous when done right. I like to lick them as I work my way towards his ass. And why do I love a meaty ass. Because there is more man there to thrust his fucking cock into my ass. And what a cock. 7” soft. That means at least 8” hard. I KNOW cock. Even the biggest ‘shower’ grows a little. And I know you know I love to look at big cock, but big cock hurts. I need, NEED this cock to be big and to hurt me. I just need it. And I am sitting alone, at home, having jerked off. And all I am doing is analyzing the man who asked me to his room to write my life story.

I grab my phone and run out, back to the kitchen for a glass of water. Call the elevator and jog to the Four Seasons. And I pass Brett and hit the floor for Gus and I get to his suite and press the buzzer and he opens the door.

“You are late.” And I look at him. “You showered, jerked off and sat around and realized you needed to be here. I had you here at 18 minutes. You came in at 22. You are late” and I look at him.

“Who the fuck are you?” and he chuckles. "I’m you, basically, as we write out the next few weeks.” And I look at him. “Look, apparently I am good at what I do. And I am good because I become my subjects and can empathize and then describe the emotions and actions and physical feelings to the general public and then we both make lots of money.”

And he looks at me. “Sorry about the dick flash. I thought you could handle it” and he looks at me. And I’m like WTF. And he pulls me in by my elbow and takes me to the couch. “You will have to share every inner feeling and thought with me over the next few weeks. You are an incredible subject, and I want to do you justice. Why did you freak out at the urinal?” and I just look at him. And stare. And I can’t say antying.

“Ethan, use you words. Why were you speechless?” And he looks deeply into mine. And then he goes in for a kiss. Not deep, but on the lips and sweet. “C’mon, you can do this”

“I just found you so attractive. I walked into the hotel, we used to live here. I know the concierge well, and you were this broad-shouldered Scott, in a kilt, in Wyoming, with stunning legs. And gorgeous hair. You ass was to die for. And you were there for me. And you wanted to pee. And you liked my little boy cock. And yours, commando, was stunningly spectacular. I couldn’t breathe. I had to get out. You are right. I went back, complete daze. I jerked off, rinsed off and sat on the couch. And realized I wanted to be here with you. So I came back and now I’m here.”

And Gus looks at me and smiles and nods. “Okay, very good Ethan. Look. Ground rules here. I am going to get you riled up, it’s my job. I want to live through you and via you, to learn your world. We may grow to ‘love each other’ – it happens, but I am not ‘in love’ with you. We are doing a job and it’s exceptionally intense. I know I like you, having just met you, and knowing your story. But we are not and will not and are not ever going to be in love. I am just riding along beside you as you do your thing. Does that make sense?” and he looks at me.

“Do we get to fool around?” Hope, hope, hope. And Gus nods. “We need to. I need to know what sex is like with you. And yes, every which way. You, me, road-side blow jobs.” And he looks at me. “I know you are excited right now. That was my intention. I need you at maximum Ethann. But can you handle me being part of your job and not part of your life?” and he looks at me.

“You put that fucking cock into me and I don’t give a fuck what you do. And I’m gonna nail your ass, too and show you how real dudes fuck.” And he smiles. FUCK.
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And he stands up. “You want to see it, don’t you Ethan?” and I’m looking for a bulge under the wool kilt. His isn’t pleated as I’m used to seeing on bagpipers. His is flat fronted. “What are you thinking, Ethan?” and I’m staring, looking for it.

“I’m looking for your cock. I want to see if I can see a bulge or if it jiggles.” And he does a dick throb. And it’s down there. Fuck. My eyes were at crotch level.

“Touch it Ethan” and I put a hand out to the bulge and FUCK. He’s standing wide legged, so his cock goes back when I tough him. But it’s getting hard. And staying to my touch.

“Lift my kilt and look at it, Ethan” and FUCK. I put my right hand up his kilt and I feel this massive meat. My left hand is holding onto his hairy calf. Warm. Soft and growing. I am breathing rapidly. This is like my wildest wet dream. And I look up at his eyes. He’s smiling and he nods at me. And he has a thick black belt he unbuckles and takes off. He pulls the kilt from around him. And damn.

Face to face with the most beautiful and ugliest fucking cock I’ve EVER seen. It just looks MEAN. Veiny. Throbbing. Large. And perfectly proportioned. This guy stood in line TWICE when then handed out dicks. I mean, the Sheik’s was bigger, but more blimp like. This thing is fucking spectacular. Draw a picture of a ‘perfect cock’. Then make is bigger. “What are you thinking, Ethan”

“That it’s big and fucking ugly and it’s just perfect” and he just stands there as his dick swells. And it’s just getting longer and thicker and fatter and the skin is retracting and he’s like hard.

“You have an erection and you have pre-cum all over your shorts. And you just jerked off, Ethan. Talk to me”. And I just look at it. Damn.

“I’m overwhelmed, actually. I love cock and the men they are attached to. And yours is perfect. And I want to make love to it and I want to feel you cum in my ass on a sunny Sunday morning. And I lean in and kiss his cock, and move it to kiss his two balls. Which are perfect. “And I want to have your babies and I’m going to call all of them Gus and they will all have a perfect cock and a perfect ass. Oh, fuck, show me your ass” and he turns around.

“I need you to verbalize your thoughts. Talk to me as you think

“I’m amazed that such a specimen exists. Look at your ass dimples. And your gluts are tight and high and your thighs are just massive. And I want to lick you hole” and he obligingly bends over and I can barely get my mouth in there but I kiss him and I lick him and I like his taste and his scent. I know, he just got off a plane but I don’t fucking care. And I breath in deeply. ALL. FUCKING. MAN. Damn.

And I stand up and my cock is rigid and my shorts are indeed wet. I pull him into a kiss and we frott. “I need you to take me and take me now. And hard and use me and make me cum and make me yours.” And he smiles and nods. And he takes his shirt off.

“Fucking dude, those pecs” and I go right in and he’s taking his socks and boots off. And his guns. I am licking his pits. Like all hairy I’m in there lapping away. “You taste spectacular. How is this possible” and he lifts my shirt off and peels my shorts off over my cock and he strokes me.

“Don’t touch me. I’ll fucking cum on command and I need you in me” and he takes some lube from his bag. And he looks behind me and slathers some on my ass. And a lot on my cock. “Lube me, Ethan” and I take the bottle with shakey hands and I smear lube up and down this fucking glorious piece. “It’s just not FAIR” and I stroke him and I lean in and kiss him. Fuck, his taste. I am seriously in lust. “You taste so good. How is this possible?” and He looks at me.

“Are you ready for me to take you, E?” and I nod. “I need you to say it, E, I liked to be sure you want it.”

“Fucking stick that fucking ram rod into my fucking ass and rip the fucking shit out of it. Do not hold back. Do not have mercy. Fucking FUCK me like a dude needs to be fucked by a FUCKING GOD.”

“You sure, E?” And I nod “Yes”

“It’s gonna hurt, you know” and I nod. And he reaches around. “Better get some more lube up and in there. And he leans in for a kiss and my hands are in his hair.

“Hold on” and he reaches down and lifts me up from under my knees so I’m sitting in his lap. Then his big mamouth guns lift me higher and my ass is over his fucking stick. FUCK. I’ve seen this in porn. BUT NEVER DONE IT BEFORE.

“you are picking me up like I’m a fucking rag doll and I’m 220 and you cock is at my hole. Fuck. And he lowers me down and I snap my head back and he breaches my sphincter. DAMN.

And he lowers me down onto him. I’m holding on around his neck, and my legs are crossed behind him, and his hands are holding me. But it feels like his fucking cock is holding me up. And he bounces me a little and I lean in to rub my cock on his abs and my pit is in his face and he licks it and I go for his ear. And it dawns. “I feel no fucking pain. At all” and he tosses me a few times, up and down and he backs his hips out and fucking A if I’m not getting fucked by this fucking giant of a man, in every possible and meaningful way. And I’m working my cock oh his abs and I am overwhelmed with emotions. My balls are pinned to him and sliding up and down his lubed up abs and I lean back and LOOK at him. He is focused, and peaceful and he looks into my eyes. “Cum for me” and fuck all if I don’t. Just like two more thrusts and I’m releasing my boy juice all over this fucking man. FUCK. And I feel him shoot and he’s just staring into my eyes. He blinks after each thrust. And I FEEL his cock expand. And I feel cum gushing out of my ass and he’s panting and he’w working it and JESUS. And he steps forward and pushes me to the wall and looking dead into my eyes, leans in to kiss me and gives me one last thrust up. FUCK. Then he turns and walks me to the bed and places me down. I weigh north of 220 pounds. Placing 220 pounds down, softly, is a LOT of work. FUCK.

And he lays with me and he giggles. “That was fucking fun, man. You are a HOT fuck” and I’m looking at him like he just spoke Chinese. And my brain is just too, too overwhelmed. I’m not a Brainiac to begin with, and this is just too much.

Gus’s cock is deflating and he puts his hand on my anus. “I want to taste me seed, pushout when I tap you and he puts his mouth on my anus and taps. And fuck if I don’t shit out cum. Into his mouth. And he taps again and I push again. And that’s about it. Gus climbs back up to me and kisses my cock and pulls me to him and rolls me on top of him and he French kisses me. With a LOT of fucking cum in his mouth. DAMN. He tastes GOOD. And he just holds me. I got NADA. And we just sit there in silence. And he rubs my back.

“This is going to be a GREAT movie” and he looks at me. And smiles. And he sits up and pulls me up. FUCK. Hot dude at rest and naked. Perfectly worked out body. Just fucked hair. Stink of cum and BO. And he’s talking to me but I’m not listening.

“And then we are going to rob a bank” and he looks at me. “Why are we robbing a bank, but okay” and he laughs. “You were staring at my cock. I need you to focus on me” and he stands and puts his kilt back on.

“Don’t you want to shower first?” and he looks at me. “Nope, I want you horny as hell and we’re not washing anything for a few days. I know you like sport jock smells, so that’s what we are doing. And I look up at him.

So, okay, how many times have I been like “You’ve met your match in me” well fuck, dude. He’s read my entire blog. He is in my head. We are paying him to get into my head and he’s got an awesome fucking cock and ass and body and he’s just so perfect. Fuck. This is gonna be hard.

“Now let’s go find Scott and Vince and Meg. We have some ground rules to cover”
 
And he’s talking to me. “My job is to observe and understand you and your every shifting thought. So you will get a lot of ‘Speak’ from me – ‘Speak’ – why did that guy turn your head?” and a hot dude with a big package just walked past us.

“He had a hot cock. Did you see that package” and Gus nods. “Don’t think it, say it. Every last word” well, that’s easy. I stop him.

“Kiss me” and we are in downtown Jackson, Wyoming. Two ‘yeah, we just fucked’ dudes are kissing on the sidewalk.

“Get a room, guys” as two guys pass us.

“Thank you.” And I rub my cock against his. “Are you this horny all of the time?” and I think about it. “It goes in phases.” And he nods.

“Well let’s lay off the medications for now – I need to learn your phases.” And we get up to 18B. And Gus looks around. “Nice pad” and he checks out the place thoroughly.

“Can you find out where everyone is” and Vince literally walks in. And it was fun to watch Vince’s expressions. “He thinks you are hot. And he’s thinking he could make cash pimping you out” and he’s looking for your cock, too. And I walk to Gus and lift his kilt and watch Vince’s eyes. Which literally pop.

“So you’ve already fucked, haven’t you. Fuck dude that’s tremendous” and Vince walks up and hefts, it. “Damn, E, I bet you were swinging on this fucking thing. This is like your wet dream” and I just nod. “He banged the shit out of me STANDING and I didn’t have any pain, he just dropped me onto his fucking boner. BOUNCING me as he stood there. Then he fucking ate my ass out. I coulda cum a second time. But I shot a load after I met him and he showed me his cock when we were pissing in the lobby men’s room. He asked me to piss with him. You know I love that. That’s my dream. I just walked out. And I’d wet myself I got so hard so fast during mid pee. He’s read my ENTIRE blog and he knows more about me than I do and it’s fucking scary cuz it’s like I’m fucking with myself, only on a bigger cock and look at his fuckin ass. Isn’t that spectacular? And I can just about get my tongue in there.” And Gus is just looking at me. And he swings his dick for Vince.

Scott and Meg walk in. “I take it you must be Gus” and Scott comes over and shakes his hand. “Massive bat. Bet Ethan perved on you, raped you and then passed out?” and Gus looks at Meg, still holding his kilt up. “I’d imagine that you must be Meg.” And she smiles and nods. “I’d offer to shake your hand, but they really aren’t clean at the moment.

“C’mon, Meg.” And Scott takes Meg’s hand and tosses out “We’ll be back in 5 minutes” and I guess Gus’s cock got to Scotty, too. Fuck.
 
“So, listen guys, we can do this whatever way works for you. I find it easiest to live my subject’s lives. I need to have you both explain what you are thinking, as you are thinking it. And I need to get inserted into each of your lives. That can be a challenge, and there is normally some jealousy. If Ethan wants me to fuck him in the morning, it’s natural for you, Vince, to be jealous of the attention. Ethan will be perving on me because I am purposely tripping his switches. There is a reason I was asked to work with you on this job. But understand this. ‘It is a job. And I will leave here in a matter of weeks’ and I will write a script and I will make us a lot of money. I am not your friend, I am not your lover, I am nothing to you. I am being Ethan and the details about me, who I am, are not part of this job and have nothing to do with you all. Does that work?” and he looks at us.

“Can’t you just fuck that hot voice of his? The brogue makes me hard and then I think of what’s under the kilt and I’m like ‘holy fucking shit’ and it’s like he’s too much.” And Vince just nods. “It’s like I just got a shiny new firetruck for Christmas” and I smile, looking at Gus.

Vince leans in. “I think we can live with those rules and the relationship. We’ve been polyamorous for a while, and me and E have a very open relationship. Our BEST, and mandatory rule, is open communication. If he fucks some dude at the gym, totally fine, but I want to hear all about it. So if we can live with that, I think we can handle you for a few weeks.” And I nod.

“I like to have sex a LOT.” And I smile. Fuck. Died and gone to heaven. I lift up his kilt again. I love a large floppy flaccid cock. “Hold me Vince” and he stands up and holds me. FUCK.
 
And I know we are paying Gus and is doing a job, but it’s liberating and thrilling to be yourself and say what you think and do what you feel like doing, with either of my husbands or Gus.

Getting Gus onto the movie set wasn’t a problem. He switched into shorts and a button-down and looked very respectable. His crotch was spectacular, but not obscene. And Gus is a chameleon and everyone seemed to like him.

Seb and Dan weren’t being filmed today, but we re-did our shower scene and then the BJ, not penetrating. We liked to review the steps and build-up the tension for the eventual sex scene. Gus observes.

“So how do you think it should happen? Do they go to someone’s bedroom? Under the bleachers? At the beach? Is it hotter to be planned or is it hotter to be spontaneous? Or both? Could Dan buy condoms, and lube and plan all day to have Seb meet him? And then he takes him? Do they flip fuck? Or does Dan ask Seb to fuck him?

Gus asks why we aren’t just following the script. And I turn to him and explain that the script is for shit and we’re gonna make it better. ‘The director came in his pants when we did our BJ scene.’

“Let’s look at the bedroom option. They could be studying, lying on the bed together. And their legs touch and one of them pulls up some porn? Or maybe they have their computer on and are filming a video, either secretly or for posting? Or maybe, Can I get a vid of our cocks together, frotting? And then a ‘hey, you ever fuck’?”

“This isn’t working for me. C’mon, Alex, let's walk” and we talk through our characters.

“Okay, Alex. What about this. Dan has a girlfriend, and he either couldn’t get it up for her (not realistic) or she’s having her period, or she doesn’t put out OR he came thinking of my ass. And he finds a way to confess to Seb. Something like, a lean in to whisper, ‘Man, your ass is so sweet in the shower, it gets me so hard’ and then he whispers ‘I jerk off to you at night’ and Seb is a little uncomfortable. ‘If you ever tell anyone, Seb, I’ll kill you, man. But I need to tap your ass’ or something like that?” And Alex is thinking.

“Can we start with ‘Don’t tell anyone, Seb – but your ass gets me so hard in the shower’ and they are looking at each other. Then Dan does an over the shoulder look to make sure the coast is clear and leans in and whispers in hot breath ‘I jerked off to you last night’ and he stands back and looks for Seb's reaction. And Seb is wide-eyed. And Dan puts his arm around his shoulder. ‘Man, I really really need to put my dick in your ass-pussy”. And then we stop and look at each other.” And I’m nodding. Plausible. Hot.

‘Dude, no way am I letting you fuck me. That’s fucking gay, no way man” and Dan should stop Seb, they were walking.

“Did you enjoy me sucking your cock?” and Seb nods.

“And did you enjoy returning the favor to me?” and Seb nods.

“Well, fucking is even better. And I’m gonna fuck you. And if you want, you can fuck me, alright?” and Seb and Dan nod.

“Then, we get them to plan a sleep over, or during homework. Make it more edgy.”

“Or maybe Dan tells Seb he read on-line how to fuck Seb, and he already has condoms and lube. And he invites himself over to Seb’s place RIGHT THEN. And they are edgy and Dan is like, feel my fucking hard-on, and Dan keeps grabbing Seb’s ass. Love story but anticipation.”

“And I think Dan should be the aggressor and he should make Seb cum and then be like, no way can you fuck me, or maybe Dan is clenched too tight and Seb can’t get in?” and I nod. I like that. Tricked into giving it up. Typical high-school.

“Or they could delay it. Then they can buy the condoms and lube and there is some build up. Whispered updates in the halls. Hot.” And we both nod.

Gus looks at me. “You know that’s not the scene. Go for a walk until you get it right. You know how to do this.” And Alex and I look at him. “You come with me, but be quiet. No – wait here. I’ll come back” and walk I do.

What’s wrong with the scene? Too what you expect it to be. So I walk. We are football players. I’m in love with and crushing on Trent. Dan is the side guy. And he knows he’s losing but he had a good thing and he wants to keep the good thing going. So he wants to fuck me. And then he’ll have me the way he wants. So he needs to go into predator mode. And he’ll have it all planned out and he’ll talk me through it until his dick explodes in my ass. Easy Peasy and I head back.

“The scene could start with you checking on the condoms and lube you have in your gym bag. And you glance up to me and ask if I’d help you with your Trig homework as you totally didn’t get it in Study Hall. And I say ‘Sure, happy to – your place or mine’ and you pretend to think and say ‘Yours, you know my mom is always barging in on us’ and I say ‘Sure’ and you smile. Step 1 done” and Dan nods.

“Then we’re in the shower, and we have semis and nothing bad, kick the bottle, joking, and you tap the bar of soap out of my hands and I bend down to grab it and you pretend to start fucking my ass. You will have to work hard to try and get more of a semi. I try to break away but you hold on tightly and I get a full on boner. The guys are pointing and laughing. I’m embarrassed and run out of the shower.”

“You run out too, grab a towel and go to me. ‘Sorry man, didn’t mean for you to pop-wood’ and I am pissed and tell you to fuck off. And you pull the towel open and put it over your shoulder. ‘Got me fucking hard, too’ and you have a boner and the guys are looking at us.

“It happens men” you say to the team “deal with it” and you go back and start getting dressed.

“You stick with me, you don’t want me flying out of there, and we walk out of the gym”

“Really sorry man. But you have such a hot fucking ass, I couldn’t control myself” and you just look at me. ‘you liked it too, huh?’ and you stop and turn to look at me. I look away. ‘no way, man, you were soapy and you just surprised me.’ And you look into my eyes. ‘I think you liked it and I KNOW I want to fuck you, so we need to work on this.’ And you put an arm around me and we walk. You are taking small steps to the close.

“Look man. Fess up time. And you can totally fuck me with this, okay, I’m going bro honest here.’ Your hands are on my shoulders. And you look away, then back at me, and say ‘I totally had a wet dream about you the other night.’ And I stop and look at you. ‘I was fucking your ass and it was awesome and it’s been driving me crazy and I shot this HUGE and HOT load all over, it was a mess. And then I woke up and the dream was so VIVID. And it’s messing with my head.” And you pause and squeeze my shoulders, making it real.

“I’ve watched how-to videos, and read everything online. I know how to take you and it won’t hurt at all and I have condoms and lube in my bag and I’m really hoping you’ll let me try, and I just gotta cuz I can’t focus on anything else.’ And we just stand there.

‘You had a wet dream about me?’ and you nod at me and then ‘You have condoms and lube?’ and you nod. ‘I was so scared buying them, I drove for like 20 minutes so no one would know me and the check-out lady was like ‘lube’ with her eyes and I almost died.’ And we start walking. ‘So what do you say’ and I turn to him. ‘You know Trent will want to, so this could be practice’ and I stop walking. ‘Trent?’ and Dan nods. ‘I know you are crushing on him and he’s fucking Shelley and you know he’ll want to fuck you, it’s just a matter of time’. And we turn and walk again.

“He, Seb. Like, more fess up. I’m a total virgin. I’ve pinkied a few girls and felt their tits, but the only real sex I’ve ever had was blowing you. And that was hot. What about you?” and I look into your eyes. “Same here” and I look at you. “You know what that means, right?” and I shake my head. “it means that we can both give up our virginity to the other AND we don’t need to wear a condom for the first time. We will have to after, if we ever have sex with anyone else, but not the first time. And that’s WAY cool” and you smile and nod.

‘So how does it not hurt?’ and you look over your shoulder and the coast is clear and you put your hand on my cock. ‘That feels so good’ and I put my hand on yours. ‘C’mon’ and I pull you into a run to my house.

Gus clapped. ‘Excellent’.
 
“And we’ll get there. And go up to my room. We both have erections, but this is new to us. We put our bags down. And Dan will suggest a shower. He wants to rim Seb, and even through we just had showers, he wants downstairs to be in order. So they shower and soap it applied copiously to Seb. Seb does NOT really soad Dan back. They exit, dry off and Dan works anal wonders on Seb.”

And I look at Alex. “It’s really not that bad, and I’ll teach you what good technique is. Fuck it, Dan, we’ll have to practice this scene. Sorry man” and I do a mental fist pump. Psyched! As Dan nods.

“Then you will eat met out. We have 2:20 as the target time, we can edit some out. Then you place your cock at my ass and push gently. You get 25 seconds of gentle penetration. I am doggie. And then you are in, and thank me - you've achieved your goal of losing your virginity - and then you pause and I lean back and up and I kiss you and you start to thrust. Then you go all football star and push my shoulders down to improve your angle and you go to town. Then I’ll start saying I’m about to cum – I’ll jerk myself, keep with the selfish theme, your hands should remain at my hips or shoulders and you should make it all about you.

“And then I’ll say how hot it is, and you need to do the same, throughout, 'You are so tight, yada.' And then you cum once big time in me, and then pull out and jizz on my back. And I’ll flip over and try and get some jizz in or on my mouth and face. And then you collapse into me and he hold each other and process.

“We comment the room stinks and we just lie there. We move the cum around on us and we put some in each of our mouths and we enjoy each others post-coital bonding. And you tell me, ‘dude, so fucking hot, your ass was tight and on fire, I almost came when I got it, it was so fuckinghot.' And you look at me. 'Was it good for you too, I know you came, but you know?' And I nod. And I smile. ‘That was the fucking hottest thing I’ve ever done’ And we lean in and kiss.

“Then we here te front door slam. ‘Hi, Sebby, I’m home. What are you up too?’ and it’s general mayhem as we scramble for shorts and t-shirts. And you grab me. ‘Dude, you have what’s called ‘the just been fucked look, I’ll explain later. You need to keep her our of here for 10 minutes. Can you do that?’ and I will walk over to my door. ‘Just on a school conference call, I’ll come down when it’s over in 10 or 15, but I have to so this’ and she’ll go, ‘OK, sweetie’ and you’ll turn to me and we hug.

“And you will bring me to the bathroom, and point in the mirror. We've just crossed a right of passage with each other. We have hair everywhere and cum all over. ‘That’s the ‘Just been FUCKED’ look,’ and you will wet a hand towel and wipe me down, then yourself. ‘Look at your red cheeks’ and they are red. ‘Just breath deep’ and he wipes my hair down, too, and moves it into place. And his gently wipe of my anus and then my cock was so erotic. ‘We just lost our virginity, dude!’ and he smiles and leans in for a kiss. ‘It was so fucking hot. Thank you, man’ and you will look and stare and me, and the audience will question if Trent or you is the better boyfriend. And you will lead me quietly back to my room, and we will redress, check the mirror, open the window, spray some air freshener, and it’s 12 minutes since, and we will grab your bag and go down to say hello to my mother. Done and dusted. Thoughts?” and Dan is just looking at me. Gus is smirking.

“I have to eat your ass?” and I look at him and do the hands up, like WTF. And he looks at me and is edgy. “I just don’t think I want to do that…it’s gross.” And I look at Alex. “Dude. We’ve blown each other and you are about to fuck me, you can eat a clean ass. And it’s fucking hot. I will teach you how to do it and what to expect on the enjoyment factor. That’s why we need to practice. Now good for you?” and Alez is not happy. ‘Give me a minute”

Gus is silent. He is an observer. I know he’s agreeing with me.

“You think this is the best scene?” and I look at him. “Really, Alex. We worked our asses off to get the blow-job scene right and the director shot his load, hands free, in his pants. I saw the result, as did you. And no way am I ever hitting the casting couch with micro-cum director, but at least he came. This is the right scene. Maybe some tweaks, but this is YOUR money shot.” And I just look at him. And he nods. Fuck. I'm gonna eat ALEX out. Fuckin-A YEAH!
 
So there is a lot going on in this movie. Trent (Vince) is supposed to be my love interest. But the studio is leaving his options tight, as he has a girlfriend and another one on the side. Yeah, we ultimately hook up in the for-shit script, but I think that’s gonna be a brutal, he fucks me and walks away. Working on that with him, and then gonna let the studio know. They want him to be this straight asshole, who may be bi. But he can’t process it, and they are going for a ‘typical’ high school demographic, but I don’t get it. Much better for him to fuck around and then find me and we are happy. But, we get to make tweaks, not change the story. Yet.

What we did talk the studio into was letting this be a high school event, versus after. It just makes it easier.

So I’m thinking about Scott. The straight actor. On the field as Vince’s rival. We’re all high school horn dogs, is there a play there for Seb? Hmm. Think about that one. Scott/Trent’s upset he can’t play, and he lost his notoriety. Can we click and make a scene or two for him. Maybe showers and study date, followed by a BJ. No, that’s not it. Duh. He needs to fucking hook up with Meg. His rival’s sister. Who TRENT resents big-time, and she’s like ‘NFW, dude, Scott is worth every minute of my time.’ Perfect. A nice titillation and fuck scene for the straights, and everyone true to form. $$$.

Well. Done and dusted there. Fuck.

Now me and Vince. We are following the script. But the script for us is largely shit and we’ve re-written Dan’s part, to accolades, and now we have the hetero Scott and Meg to expand the movie base. And I was fine with Trent and Seb, cause we both brought so much to the table. But now, I’m like, that scripts for shit. He has a girlfriend and another and he’s supposed to dick me. Not so much. And I start pacing. And thinking.

He’s bi, but doesn’t know it yet. The script doesn’t say what triggers him to have sex with me, and the writers are fuck-all worthless. We are a team. We are THE team. He QB’s, but I make him the man. I know where he is throwing, and I go there. Gronkowski to Brady. Fuck, yeah. We do a retreat. We go to someone’s cabin to ‘bond’ and ‘mentally prep’ and I fucking seduce him. No, too close to the game. I need to do that before, like 3 weeks before, so he can ‘recover’. Fuck. This shit is hard. And I pace some more.

Brilliant. Ha. Jeez, my mind. The Plan, then The Edge. Now, The Zone. Fucking-A, I should charge for this shit. And I stop myself and chuckle. Fuck. That’s good and it will WORK. Fuck.
 
So, The Zone. You all think it’s crap. Not gonna lie, I broke out in a HUGE smile at the idea. Let me explain. We are athletes, Trent and Seb. We are competitors. We naturally go into the deep – ‘don’t fuck with me before a game’ zone mode. We are working plays or what if’s in our minds, we are assessing competitors, we are looking at ALL of the variables, whatever the sport is. And we are processing the information. And putting together more what ifs. It separates the wheat from the chaf. And I is WHEAT. Fuckin-A. And Scott's got chaf's, for sure.

All I have to do, simply, is propose to Trent that we spend the next month, in The Zone. Prepping for the big game. No pussy. No side chats with friends. Maybe I’ll suggest he move in with me for the last week. We need to be ONE and focus on winning. Every other detail needs to be managed. To focus on the wind.

And then, of course, I’ll suck his dick or maybe we’ll jerk off together – that’s it. Porn and a jerk off, maybe skype, to work out ‘releases’ to time with our game. Hah. Got his one nailed. Fuck. Then he’ll sleep over for a week – no, we can do homework after we spank it and then we’ll get physical. Fuck. I’m gonna make this a huge movie. We spank, we analyze our performance the day after. That’s it, the ‘no sex before a game’ so we’ll alternate days and see how and when we perform better and then we’ll learn we do better after cumming. Then we learn cumming in person isn’t as embarrassing as we thought. And then we can hand job, then blow job and then Trent can pound my ass and I can tell the two GF’s to kiss ass. As we win the championship.

And I'll write-up a rotation so we can have time to analyze and play. One on one. Perfect.

And then the local press will break that High School Star Quarterback, Trent has been sighted as being close to and living with his teammate and what’s going on? And the national press can chime in to let them leave us alone. And Trent gets outed by the former #2 girlfriend and he fesses up, and he’s a national hero.

Positive BrokeBack Moutain. Indeed. Fuck. May need to work on this a but further. But it's a way better story than the script is.
 
Alex/Dan and me are again sitting with nothing to do. ‘You ready’ and I look at Dan. ‘We need to practice’ and he nods. Fucking (gay sing-song) Awesome! I’m gonna lick another str8 boy’s ass and he’s gonna love it, then he’s gonna lick mine and then he’s gonna fuck me. Yep, it’s a beautiful day.

“So here’s the deal, Alex. We’ll start with the shower scene. And we will do the usual, but I will show you how to clean my ass and how to clean yours. Then we’ll do the quick bro BJ scene, then we’ll use my bedroom set and go through the motions.” And he nods.

“You horny, dude? When’s the last time you came” and he looks at me, like, why do you need to know that? And he answers “this morning - girlfriend's pussy” and I nod. So some fresh seed.

And we shower and we semi and we kick the shampoo bottle and he pretends to hump me, and then I teach him how to super gel my ass out, and pulling the cheeks wide and getting water in there, and I do the same to him. He doesn’t look at all happy.

“This is your idea, you need to be psyched. You are losing your virginity, and without a condom. This is huge for a teenager. Go there in your head” and he nods. “Right of Passage, man. Fuck, I gotta talk to the writers, that’s a much better title for the movie.

And we go through the phases of the BJ scene, but we do it inside. And then we get to my room. We toss our backpacks down and we stand there. Awkward time. ‘Do you think we need to shower again? Or can we skip that?” and Dan walks up to me and starts to unbutton my shirt. And he is pushing his rising erection into mine. And takes my shirts off and he takes his off and he kicks his shoes off and I kick mine off and Dan unzips me and my pants drop and my boner sticks out of my briefs, and Dan slides my briefs down to expose me and then he takes his off. He puts our dicks together and it’s hot. And he is stroking me. And he looks at me.

“Remember these minutes man. We are crossing though a male Right of Passage, and in a few minutes, we’ll have lost our virginity. And that’s huge – we’ll be men. And he looks right at me and smiles. And he leans in and kisses me. And he kneels down and licks my cock. “Your cock is so hot, Seb, and I pull Dan onto the bed and I lick his cock and bob a few times. Still getting the hang of this (yeah, right) and I stop and roll Dan onto his stomach. ‘Pull your legs up, I want to try something I saw on a video” and Dan has his knees bent.

“Aw man, I thought the deal was I got to fuck you first” and I swat his ass. “You will. But this is a trick that is supposed to get you excited. I’m gonna do it to you and then I want you to do it to me and then you can take my virginity and I’ll take yours.” And I bend down and start licking, broad tongue over his anus. And I use my fingers and breath and I’m working him and, ‘Oh Yeah Baby’ he is getting it. ‘Push out for me’ and his pucker ring gets pinker and I nibble and lick and probe and he’s pushing his ass back and he’s moaning and rising up to meet my probes. And I slap him.

“Enough of you, now do me” and we swap places. Now, guys. This is str8 boy here. Blowing a cock can be objective. We are dudes. We each have a cock and I presume mostly universally, we love them. They are us.

And fucking a dude is way too much fun to complain about. But eating a dude’s ass out is PERSONAL. We all know what goes on down there and we’ve all had problems at one time or another keeping it clean.

So, for most guys, and for me anyway, it’s only for like the first 30 seconds that you freak out at. It’s a huge taboo to get over. And I kiss Dan and say “I want you in me so badly, Dan, I want to be a man and I want you to take my virginity.”

And that got Dan going. He pushes me down, gently, and pulls my legs up and I pull my cheeks apart and he goes in. $1.00 says he had his eyes closed, but whatever. And he’s licking and probing and his rhythm sucks and he’s not yet gotten the zone, so I give him some encouragement and move my ass and squirm when he does something good and yep. Right there. He got it. Yep. That’s what eating ass is all about. And his technique improves. His probes are deeper. His licks and nibbles and brushing and fingers and breath are all getting good and fuck all if I’m not squirming. “Oh, Dan, MAN that feels so fucking good” and Dan keeps on going and I’m pushing back and going fuck, and I’m clenching the sheets and thrashing my head and Fuck.

“Dan, you gotta fuck me or I’m about to come. Take me now, man, please! PLEASE FUCKING FUCK ME, DUDE!” and I feel him come up and place his cock at my ass. And he squirts lube and he presses in. And he gets in and I move my legs over him and am now on my back and he’s fucking me missionary. “It feels so good” and we are just pausing. He’s looking at me and he nudges more cock in. ‘You doing okay, buddy?’ and I nod. And then he’s in. ‘It’s unfucking believable. It’s a GOOD as everyone says it is! FUCK, I’m getting LAID!” and he does a fist pump.

My legs are on his shoulders and he’s all football hottie stud and I turn on the theatrics and I’m thrashing and rolling and moaning and hands everywhere and he’s fucking pumping. And yeah, I got the gut punches. But I also got ANOTHER str8 dude to volunteer to fuck me. I’m such a slut. And Dan reaches for my cock and he’s working me and he’s pumping. “I’m getting close, Babe” and I nod and he jerks again and I shoot a load of cum over us and fuck I needed that and it felt good, and I moan appropriately and that pushes him over the edge I can feel him cumming. Deep inside me. Bottoming out on each pump of cum. Fuck. And he collapses on me.

“Dude, that was so fucking intense” and he holds me. Still in me.

“CUT!” and we look over. They’ve fucking filmed this. NFW, dude. “This was the practice scene” and the director shakes his head. “It was perfect” but no way am I letting old str8-y here get off with just one fuck. “We may have to do it again, there are somethings I want to add” and I look at Dan.

“We are definitely shooting this scene again.” And he just smiles at me, pulls out his cock and cum leaks out and I squeeze my legs and I turn to him. ‘I never asked, Alex. Is this your first dude fuck?’ and he looks at me. ‘Yep. You are the one. Took my anal fuck virginity. And it’s definitely not going to be the last. That was fucking awesome. Don’t get me wrong, not changing sides. But let’s just say I can see the appeal of a fucking ass fuck.” And he leans in and kisses me.

Aw. Isn’t he cute and Gus walks up. “Great scene. But you can do better”. And I wink at him. Fuck. Then 'Thank You.'
 
You now, Alex. I talked to the director and made a hard case for changing the title to “Right of Passage” and they liked the idea. Which is huge. I also get cash for the title. Nice. And they are liking the development of your role as a love interest for me. And I think they want me to fuck you (totally made up on my part, but as worded it’s not an absolute lie) – and I look at a very uneasy Alex. And he is so hot and studly.

So let’s review. I was not his first blow job. I’ve tremendously increased his presence in the movie to like a co-lead. I’ve coached him to perfection for his key scenes. And I took his anal fuck virginity. So, like, fair is fair. He should put out for me. And I walk around and check out his ass.

“I think Seb wants to lose his fuck virginity as well. It’s only natural, losing your virginity by being fucked isn’t quite the same in a young teen’s mind as ‘going all the way’ so he’ll want this. I think we can make it a really hot scene. And, I’m also thinking, Trent may end up looking okay once I get done with the script changes, but you are going to look like a hero. And I can see the press saying ‘the real hero in this movie is Dan/Alex who was a real love interest for Seb.’ And I’m serious, Alex.”

He smirks. “I know you, Ethan. You want to fuck a straight guy. I get it. We are unattainable to you. And you already are married to a straight guy, but nope, not good enough for you. You want to fuck another. You cake and ice cream, too.” And he pauses with his arms crossed.

“But I concur on your analysis of Dan’s role and no way would Seb not try a little hard to get laid. And, fuck you, but if I have to get fucked, it may as well be you. You’ve opened my mind a wee bit on what the other side is up to.” And he smiles and winks at me.

“But I want it to be an absolutely HOT scene. And I’ll practice all of it but the penetration of my ass. That we’ll do once, and one time only. You are such a perv, you’ll want to fuck me until it’s perfect and you know you’ll need 12 takes. Over 12 days. Don’t even bother denying it.”

“Alex, my man. You have a stupendous ass. But I insist you let me penetrate you the first time. THE FIRST TIME. You need to understand how it feels so you can moderate your performance. Then any other practices can be non-penetration. Then we can fuck for real when they do the one shoot. Deal” and I look at him.

“It’s like I don’t even need to bother talking. You are going to do and fuck just what you like and want. Asshole. But deal” and he is smiling. I walk up to him and rub my semi and grab his cheeks.

“You wanna get that practice scene out of the way, man? And I leer at him. “No fucking way, man. I will work with you on the script, though, so we have the perfect scene. “Dick” and he removes my hands from his ass.

“So, Dan has fucked Seb and Dan loved it. Dan will want to do it every day. And he’s probably jerking off on the thoughts of it. Dan will be texting Seb or maybe just whispering to him in the hallway. “I gotta fuck you later”. Seb likes the attention and it is fun. But Seb should, early on, say ‘hey Dan, I wanna fuck you too and see what it’s like – technically I’m still a virgin’ and Dan should be like, ‘no’ – he is scared. And Seb will ask ‘why not’ and Dan should fess up and say “cuz I’m scared’ and Seb knows he has the ace up his sleeve in that he has what Dan wants, and if Dan wants to tap his ass again, Dan needs to put out.”

“But is that too complicated? Maybe Seb should ask Dan if he can fuck him ‘technically I’m still a virgin’ and Dan agrees for after school?

“What I think we should do is take Dan’s enthusiasm for another fuck and Seb’s like ‘sure, right after you let me fuck you’ – gay or bi, these are high school football dudes and getting laid is a big deal. And Dan will agree. ‘Can I fuck you after?’ and ‘I’ll nod – but I’m gonna be such a great fuck that I’m gonna make you cum. So you better plan on fucking me like – way later. So want a sleep over?” and Dan nods.

“Then we can do the same rim/fuck as you did to me and maybe we can have the bed make pounding noises and we have to move to the floor…or slow down. And then we can do the whole ‘just fucked look’ and then we can do like a midnight fuck for you. Then we can let you fuck me again in the morning. I don’t mind being the bottom, I just want to lose my virginity.” And Dan nods. And smiles. “That’s hot” . Fuck.
 
So that’s what we did. We ‘came home’ from school and ‘mom’ was working, and Seb gets psyched for losing his virginity. We’ve all been there – hopefully! Fuck. And it’s a tense and exciting time. I try and channel that energy into my performance with Dan/Alex. We have a camera filming, more so Alex is used to a camera in his face as he gets fucked, and so we can replay and see what we want to improve.

We lose our clothes quickly and there is a slight shift in dynamics. Seb is the lead and the aggressor. And he’s being kind to Dan. But Dan knows this is it. Alex is losing his anal virginity and he's making Dan nervous. Seb moves him onto his stomach and massages his back, and gets him to relax. He moves his hand under Dan and strokes his cock, which, despite the stress, is rock hard.

Seb moves into max rim mode. And Seb, via me, knows how to work this for Alex's advantage –and Seb does. 2” out to start, chin stubble, tongue, wide tongue, fingers. Blowing – hard, soft then steamy. Kissing, licking, nibbling. Get that ass to squirm. And squirm Alex did. He got it like, fast. Pushing back his ass to meet my tongue. ‘Push out your anus” and Alex is like “huh?”

“Push out like you are taking a shit” and Dan does and Seb is in there and Dan is moaning and grinding onto my face and fuck, he’s either enjoying it or is one hell of an actor, and each time he pushes his ass back, I rub my fingers over his very erect cock. Double stimulation. Fuck.

“Dude, you gotta fuck me now, please, I need it” and we all know the story here. We saw it with Scott – no way until he is beyond begging. I know it’s a film, but they can edit 20 minutes of rimming out. They can show me start, Dan responding, Dan begging. Easy Peasy. So I go in hard and probing with the tongue. And he squirms more and pushes back more and he’s grabbing the sheets and Dan’s like “Please man, just fuck me” and I continue. Give him another 2 minutes. “You ready my man?” and Dan basically just yells “Put your cock in my fucking ass”

And I do. I sit up and mount him. Placing my cock at his ass ring, squirt lube there, and press in. And you know the drill – once slowly, slowly in, I rotate him over to his back. And I stay there. It’s just my head inside his ring. What, 1 ½” corona? Maybe 2” (so I embellish a little). Just enough for my head to stay in his ring. And I look into his eyes, which are focused, emotional, but steady. ‘Are you okay, Dan?” and I look into his eyes. He nods. And I lean in for a kiss. I make it sloppy and wet and big mouthed and oral. I push his mouth up with my tongue and I play with him. Get him to focus on anything but the cock in his – wait for it – straight no-onger virgin ass. Ta Da. Again. Nailed a straight guy. Ha.

And his eyes are steadier, and I massage his nipples, and his pecs and ‘you have such an awesome body, Dan’ and his hair and it’s all about making him feel good. And all while doing that, I am slowly entering him. See, he feels the pressure. I’m past his ring. It’s just avoiding the gut punch. And then I’m in.

“How are you man? I’m like totally in and your ass is so tight, and you are right – it’s way better than anyone said! Can you please high-5 me right now?” and Seb looks at Dan and raises his hand and Dan goes up – tentative, but up. And Seb focuses back at Dan ‘Are you okay, how does it feel?” and Alex looks at me ‘Not loving it, but not bad. I can live through it’ and fuck, bad timing, but we can edit this out.

“The discomfort for you will be when I fuck deep into you. It feels like a punch to the gut, which is my cock punching your intestines. Look, it’s not fun, but you need to know, as you know when you fuck, that getting that last inch in makes all of the effort for the fuckee worth it. Fucks, mercifully, don’t last long, if we are lucky, and you need to go hot and horny now, as I’m gonna work up to a decent fuck – and you need to cum with me in you. All of this we can edit out” and Dan nods.

And I start a slow and steady ascent to the top of the mountain. Couple of fast, some pauses. Eye contact and nips and hair and dick and anywhere else. ‘You are so fucking hot’ and then some more slow, fast, slow, fast, and stroke him. I need to get him off. I can cum on command, basically, now. I need him there. “You feel so good to me, man. My COCK is on fire! Thank you for giving this to me” and I go into rapid fuck and do about 10 and his cock stiffens and I do a few more slow ones against our abs, and I can feel his ass tighten and I back off to allow the camera to see the ejaculation. And then I push on and bring my own on.” And I pause. Hold. Breathe.

And look at Dan. So is startled. “Breathe man. In and out” and he nods. And I lean into him and lick his cum off his chest. I move into a kiss and pass him his cum. Fuck. Poor str8 dude. Just got fucked and eating his own cum. Oh, well – such is life. And I pull off him.

“Dan, that was fucking awesome. Dude, I’m not a virgin any more! And I grab his hand and squeeze. ‘Fucking A dude – I’m a man. Fuck. I am so happy” and I look into his eyes.

“Thank you, Man” and I pause. My dick’s still in him. ‘Are you okay?’ and he nods. Silent. And I pull up my underwear and pull my cock out and put my underwear over his ass. ‘Push out’ and he does and that’s dealt with.

“Are you okay? Talk to me Dan” and Dan looks away. Then he looks at me. “talk to me Dan” and he is just silent. So I just cuddle him.
 
The camera guys call ‘cut’ and we just stay in bed. My cock is still semi against him. So I hold him tight and let him work through whatever he is working through. Okay, he just got fucked. Maybe that’s fucking him up emotionally. He put his ass out for sale for money. Which is what he did. He is filming a movie and he wants to make it big. And he starts to rub my arm. A gently stroke, and then a nice rub. And he turns to me. And rolls over so we are facing each other. Alone, but in a room full of people.

“That was nice” and I look at him. “I enjoyed it, I hoped you would, too”. And I wait for more.

And Alex is pensive. “you know, we spend out whole childhood – ‘sissy, and faggot and gayboy’ and I don’t know why that is. But you’ve totally taken my anal virginity giving and receiving, and I just think how happy I am. Both ways were really nice. I liked fucking you , despite your ugly cock, and I liked having you fuck me, despite your big cock. What does that mean for us as a society? That we stigmatize something so much that is actually quite enjoyable, pleasurable and I’m not swearing off women – don’t get me wrong, they get me hot and horny on the spot. I’m gonna marry one for sure and I want 2.3 kids. But I could see, like roman times before the term ‘gay’ that it’d be fun to get drunk with your friends and suck a cock and or fuck or get fucked. I mean, it’s fun. We just get so prudish because of the label.”

“CUT”

And we look over and fuck all if they didn’t film that. And I look at Alex and I smile. “What you gonna wear to the Grammy’s, this year. Cuz we are going. Fuck DUDE. Awesome!”

And fuck-all if we DIDN’T get invited. But that’s for later on.
 
I know, I know, thanks guys for the “Likes” and feedback. PMs are great. Yes, I do know Hottie Gus is right there for the taking. And I have Vince being a movie start and Scott always needs me, so what’s the focus on Alex/Dan. It’s simple. Vince and Scott will always be there. And Gus is here as an observer. Great cock, and body, and mind – but he’s already said he’s not him, he is me. So I’ll get physical, for sure. But Alex/Dan are the future. Sure, we may just get lucky – okay, we will for sure, but this movie is important to Vince. I want to make it the best I can – and right now, I need Dan to do that, because the script writers are for shit. But we’ve turned this into a decent movie that WILL draw national attention. We are risky and edgy and pressing for just about every demographic – yes, we have latino players and black guys and girls in the scenes. So this could be good. There is someone for just about everyone of whatever category to perv on. And that sells films. Which will line our pockets.

None-the-less, I get home from shooting, Vince is still on set. I figure a nice salad and a steak and put that together for when he gets back. Gus is ethereal. He usually shows up and does his own thing. He sleeps with us or in the guest room. I like him, but he is 'working'. And I hear the door open and in walks the man.

“Hey man, how’s it going” and Gus looks at me and nods. “You are a lot of work” and I nod back, “I know, I live it every day” and he nods. “This is harder for me that any other job has been. And I don’t know why and it’s bothering me” and I look at him. Okay, open wine, grab two glasses, pour both and I nod over to the couch and Gus comes over, as I hand him a glass.

“Talk” and I look at him. “Can we just drink this first? Enjoy ourselves a little?” And he looks inquisitively. And I nod. I go cut some cheese and put out crackers and bring them in. “Sorry, the cheese will be cold – let it warm for better flavor, or eat now if you are starved” and he takes a cracker. He leans back into a corner of the couch and sips his wine. “This is excellent” and holds it up and reads the bottle. “Huh” and I sip mine, too and it is good. But I knew it was. I swing into the arm of my side of the couch and swing my legs over onto his lap. He feels warm and it feels good.

“We had a great shoot today, where Dan/Alex got fucked and it was good.” And Gus nods. “I know. I see the feeds. It wasn’t just ‘good’, it was stupendous. I’ve not seen anything on film as descriptive as you guys did. Oh sure, porn is porn, but making love in a mainstream movies like that. Never seen it. I could feel myself there. That’s a big deal. Congratulations.” And I nod. "Thanks."

And we sip some more and he rubs my feet. And I pull his legs up onto my lap and rub his.

“So what’s your beef?” And he looks away. “you got any pot?” And I smile and nod. “I gotta pee, grab the wine, glasses and I’ll meet you on that balcony in like 2. And he smiles and nods.

I take a leak and grab my pipe and the weed and a lighter and head out. “I gotta say, I am like 90% off smoking weed. Way too bad for you. Edibles are the way to go, but they take an hour to kick in. So I still smoke, but I don’t like doing it. Here, take a gummy and then we can do a hit each and we’ll be good.” And we smoke and pass and smoke and pass and the bowl is done and we are grin happy and relaxed and getting to giddy. And sipping our Modelos.

“So what’s bugging you man?” And Gus looks at me. Packs the pipe again and smokes again. “That’s against the rules. And he passes a wispy smoking pipe to me. And I take another hit ‘I take no responsibility for my actions after this, you realize that?” and he nods. I wobbily get up and put the steaks and salad away and hit Uber Eats. “Burger ok” and I hear a “Yeah” and I get three, with fries, which I know will be steamed and for crap, but cheesy garlic bread, potato skins and chicken wings. Munchies anyone? They say about 30 minutes.

I bring out some more beers and let Gus know I ordered and the timeline, and pass him a new beer. “What’s up man.” As I feel the pot kick into overdrive. Fuck.

“You are just so hard a person to be” and I look at him. ‘Well, it works for me” and he nods. “I know that. But I am writing your story and I like to stay removed so I can objectively write about you.” And he pauses and looks at me, and grabs my hand. “And I’m having a hard time of it. You are just such a force.” And he pauses. “I find myself not wanting to observe and write, but to get in there and make the story” and I look at him. And smile. He of the fucking Awesome Cock. And Bubble Ass. And Calves. And fuck all else he has.

“Well, we could do more intimate things together for research purposes, as I move my foot into this crotch.” And he smiles and nods. “Or you can explain what you are feeling. I am just me, Ethan, why are you feeling pulled in?” And I look at him. He has rabbit in the spot light eyes. Huh. Oh Gus. Go figure.

“You seem to take sexuality to a very base form which is appealing in so many ways. I enjoyed our fucks, but they were physical. Now I am desiring mental coupling. I want to fuck and be fucked and look in your eyes and KNOW what it means. Emotionally. And that’s hard shit for me. Like, extreme edge. You’ve pushed me beyond any professional boundary and trigger I’ve ever felt before and I just what to know what fuels you, and the only way I know how is to submit myself you. And to ask for your mercy.” And he is looking at me.

Okay. Internal summary. He’s a big, no super-big-dicked straight guy. He plays the field professionally, but now he’s like WTF, and he wants some, but not a fuck, but to be ‘loved’. Huh. Who knew.

“Gus, you’re here for like, what , another week or ten days? What are you suggesting?

And he looks away. “It’s hard man. I’m good at what I do, and I can totally absorb my subjects personality, And I can then very successful so far, translate that into digital media. You are just too much” And I look at him.

“In a good or bad way” and he smiles and nudges his foot into my cock. “Dude, you have two fabulous husbands, you are fucking a hot str8 guy on set, you are about to be a move star, let alone what I write. You are a big deal. And I’m missing the love.” And I look at him.

“You said we weren’t going to be ‘in love’. That we could ‘love each other’ and that was it. So what’s the deal?”

And Gus looks up. Bidding for time. And he looks at me. “I’m afraid that I’m falling IN love with you” Dead stop.

And we stare at each other. “Here dude, pack this bowl again” and I pass it to him, fuck, I cut him short, pack it and smoke it myself, and pass him the leftovers.

“Dude, It’ll pass. Hang in there. I love you, and your massive cock and all of you.” And I turn his face to me with my foot. “You are fine and we are good. I love you, you love me, and we’ll fuck later and then all will be good. And I’ll always be here for you, so don’t worry. But no way are you 'in' love with me. Trust me, I know for ‘in love’.” And he nods. We’ll see.

"I am afraid that I am, Ethan" and he takes the pipe. Fuck.
 
I mean, what do you say. We’ve all been there. Felt the happiness, the joy at connecting with someone. Knowing where they are and when you will see them next. Knowing their quirks and foibles. It starts with that hard ‘puppy love’ where we cry and rant. Then, if we are lucky, you get a real, ‘In love’. And it’s beautiful and fabulous and we all should experience it once and or many times over the course of our lives. It is LIFE.

But I know nothing about this dude. I know his cock, body, ass and legs, but we’ve done physical (thank you, God!) and we will again, but he’s been me. I don’t know where he lives, I don’t know if he’s married, has kids, liked football, drinks beer or eats red meat. Nada. We are paying him,and it’s a total EWB – employee with benefits. He has a great body and in the course of his research, we need to fuck, well. Okay then.

And I ‘get it’. We have a GREAT LIFE here. The four of us are breaking all rules and boundaries and we are HAPPY and that’s why he’s making the fucking movie to begin with. To show people that you can be happy without all of the traditional trimmings. But no way can we move his ass, great big fucking cock or no, in with us. Nope, he's a guest and is welcome and then he needs to go home. Not saying we wont go visit. He does have a spectacular cock and ass, but he’s not part of the Four Musketeers.

But I’m stoned and zoning. And the balcony is getting chilly. “Couch and a movie?” and I nod Gus in. No idea where Vince is. The food gets buzzed up and we sit and eat our burgers and totally steamed fries.

“So, like, I’ve been bi since I was a teenager. I had a lovely wife and four kids. They are in Edinburgh, well, Leith actually. They are good. But Peggy decided last year that she doesn’t love me. We are staying together for the kids. She 's backed out, doesn't want to be with me. It is devastating. I love her so much. But what do you do when they stop loing you?” And I just look at him.

“So I have a guy and he’s gay and has his life, but is willing to accommodate me as needed”

And I look at Gus and put my hand up - “I’ll fucking bet, dude, your cock alone would guarantee a fuck. Put your body in there, put you in there, put your mind in there, you are a total catch. You are doing this dude a favor, believe you me!” and Gus smiles. Stoned, but he smiles.

“I get so focused on my work. And it pulls me away for months at a time. And when I go home, it’s not to happiness and ‘how are you’, but to, we need this or that and go do this.” And he looks at me.

“I want a redo” and he pauses. And I look at him. “Explain redo?” and he looks around. And pauses. And looks up, and turns to me.

“Look. I appreciate I'd be a 5th wheel here. But is there any way we can spent the next few days and see about maybe if I can live next door or something? You guys are doing what I want to do, and your happiness is ebullient. Mine’s not. I want that. I can’t NOT ask for it. It’s my life. I have things to bring to the relationship. I’d like in, in whatever way you four can accommodate me”

FUCK. Did NOT see that coming. Fuck.
 
Double FUCK. HEAD-SPIN. Okay, I am really stoned. Fuck, HA! And I high five Gus. “Thank the fucking lord for pot!” and he smiles.

“Look dude. You set the original ground rules. I’ve respected them. We all have. You were a passing ship. Don’t get your hopes up. Move along, officer, nothing to see here.” And I pause and look at him. He is so fucking hot.

“Show me your cock” and he smirks, unzips and flops it out. “Fuck – while I love your cock, that’s not why I’d consider what you are asking. I just wanted to see it.” And he flips me the bird.

“Look. What we four have is very untraditional. There are no rules or best practices. We have various marriages. But who says we can’t have FWB on the periphery. Our concern has always been that we are interconnected sexually. So when Vince was ‘working’, any client he had was a potential exposure to the four of us. So that had to end, and it did. But if we could work you in, and still protect the group, I’d be willing to talk about how that would work.” And I look at him.

“I know nothing about YOU, Gus. And that’s how you wanted it. Physically, you are all that I’ve ever wanted. And I know your phenomenal, no, exceptional mind, as we’ve worked together. But if you want in, we need to know about you. And all of the stupid, small, silly stuff. And you might decide you don’t want to be here. Or maybe we can do a month of two and see how it goes?” and he just nods.

“Ethan, I have no fucking idea." and he grabs my hands. "But I feel happiness here. And beauty and love and hope and a future. And at home I have death and stagnation. I could deal with that when I was leaning how to be a Maharaja in India. Or a senator in Australia. But after seeing your bliss here. No way. Not going back. NFW.” And his eyes lock onto mine.

I reach over and re-pack a the bowl. “After this, if you can get it up, you can fuck my ass, but I’m probably going to be toes up in about 15. Do what you want, but I’m in pass-out territory” and Gus looks at me. And rubs me foot. And looks at me. “You okay?”

“Gus. You brought your big fucking dick into here. Kilt-clad. Having read my blog and you know ALL about me. Your ass is so spectacular that I have to move massive muscle, hard, to get my tongue to your button. And you are stunningly handsome and are fucking wickedly smart. YOU warned us off of you. So we DID. And now you want a wave in? NFW am I ‘good’. I’m STONED out of my mind and you want a serious answer? Fuck, dude. No way. And where the fuck is Vince?”
 
Well, turns out Vince was filming late and getting a little on the side. More on that later. He was also working the script, and the movie. Apparently Vince came home and I was passed-out naked on the bed, diagonal, and Gus was kind of the other way, passed-out, not responding to a slap in the face. He had boxers and a t-shirt on. And Vince slept in the guest room.

The morning was brutal. 5:30 massive piss. Climb back in bed, get under the covers. I disturbed Gus and he did the same and we both slept until at least just before 10. And we woke. Now, I like to wake up with my bedmates and do a cuddle and a kiss and a ‘how did you sleep’. Uh-huh, here. Too much to work through.

I just get up and close the door as I leave. I grabs sweats and a T. Coffee. And I stumble, very bleary eyed into the kitchen. MY movements are all off, but I manage to get the coffee going. I am either still drunk or still stoned, I decide. Or maybe both. And I pull apart an English Muffin and put it into the toaster. Usual peanut butter or go for the sweet savoriness of butter. Butter won.

And I eat in silence and wait for the coffee to be ready and I am almost, 80% there as a normal human being. And coffee smells awesome and I hear the machine do it’s last heating cycle and I pour a cup and sip and lean on the counter and blow on it, and take a bigger sip and then another and I top my mug up and turn to go to the living room. Where Vince is sitting on the couch. Looking at me.

“Hey, man. Good morning.” And I go to sit with him. And I turn to him and look at him. And I wait. And the staring game gets tedious, so I sip my coffee and lean back into the arm of the couch.

“What’s on your mind, Vince?” And I just close my eyes and pray for 5 minutes of quiet.

“Well, I come home and find you passed out in bed with your script writer, for one. There are wine bottles littering the place, as are there beer bottles. And there is a pot pipe and a much ravaged bag of pot open on the balcony. So, I don’t know, maybe you want to shed some light on that?”

“Gus wants a 5-some”.

And that shut old Vince up. So I got up and went back to our bedroom, climbed into the warmed-by-Gus bed, again, and slept until 12:45. Best nap I ever took. Vince joined us, but I was too asleep to notice.
 
I wake up. Three guys in a bed is a lot. And three big boys. We are used to Scott crashing. We signed up for that. Gus is new. And we kind of roll, or stretch and I yawn. And I lean into Vince. And reach my hand down to his big old softie. Which is a big old semi. And my head isn’t pounding. But my cock is. Or at least it wants attention. I lean into Vince and soft kiss him. He opens his eyes. And he kisses me back. And I roll onto him and put my cock where I like to, which is smack on top of his. Gus is awake, watching and waiting for an invite. I lean my head on Vince and look at Gus, who is looking at me slow grind my cock into Vince’s. And I can see Gus get hard in his boxers.

Gus looks at me and I’m looking at him, and grinding my cock into Vince. And it feels so good.

“Eat me”. And Gus is up, shod of shirt and boxers and his face is in my ass and he’s doing his bit. And wow. Yes, that always gets me turned up a few notches. I get off Vince, and get him to move up on the bed, and I start to orally service Vince. While me ass is being worked. And I ended up doing like for lick and tongue swirl for each of the probes Gus did. And I’m hefting Vince’s balls and they are tight. And I swirl him.

“Fuck me, Gus” and I feel him getting into position. And I bring Vince’s legs up onto my shoulders and I place my cock at the ready. I put lube on, and I wait for Gus to push into me. And as he pushed into me, the force pushed me into Vince. FUCK. And Gus just fucked me, and it’s a ricochet thrust into Vince. And Gus is rubbing Vince’s feet and calves. And I’m kissing Vince, locked into a mouth make out. And Vince’s cock is locked between our abs. And it didn’t take long. Gus went rapid fuck and Vince came, then I did and then Gus did. A whole lotta cum. And 3 spent dudes.

And we kind of rolled into a messy ball of three guys. Breathing hard. Happy. And did a post-coital touch and hug. Not gonna lie – no idea where this is going. But that was fun and I’m not opposed to the concept. Let’s see. And I roll my cum slicked body over and try and tuck in for another 30.
 
It’s later afternoon and Vince and I are puttering about. We’ve acknowledged that we need to talk about Gus, but we’ve both said, ‘later’. We both know that we like to think and process. And we collected spent bottles. And tidied up. “You guys were rocking last night” and I nod. “Paying for it today, though” and the apartment gets to some semblance of order.

“Where were you last night, anyway?” and I sit and sip some morning coffee at like 3:00.

“You know that ski-bum/surfer-dude camera guy, Pete?” and I shake my head. I look at the camera, not the guys. If I’m there, I am working. And then I think, that’s odd, you always look at dudes…

“Well. He was filming me, and he has this floppy cock with a big mushroom head and he’s wearing skinny sweats so it’s like a log there.” And he looks at me. “I wasn’t perving on him, he was just there and it’s hard NOT to notice.” And I nod. Yeah, right, sure.

“So anyway. I am filming my solo shot and it’s in week 1 of your new ‘The Zone’ time, and I’ve promised you that I won’t get laid or spank it, we want to see how our performance is tomorrow, but I’m hard and I’ve not, not cum since like being 16…and Pete’s like ‘you are doing it wrong’ and I look at him and I’m like ‘pretty sure I have this one good’ and Pete’s like no. ‘just press your hand on it. And push it to the side so the camera can see the full length of you’ and I do. And it feels good.” And I nod. Okay. Spank tips from Pete. Yippee.

“But the thing is, Pete’s been turned on by us for weeks, and this is his first solo time filming any of us. It’s just him and me on the set. And again, he’s like ‘you are doing it wrong’ and I basically tell him to fuck off. And he says ‘come see this’ and I go, erection and all, and watch as he replays the scene.

“See Vince, there, your hand, when you pump, blocks your cock. And when you hold it like that, you don’t get an appreciation for the size.’ And I look at him and he was right. And he asks me if I know how to work a camera, which I do, cuz I’ve done some porn. And he hands it to me and says, film me, I’ll show you how to do the scene.”

“And Pete loses his sweats and his T and he’s on the bed and he has a fucking nice cock and he pulls it to the side and just presses his fingers against it. ‘See, the pressure applies stimulation. You don’t need to fist it’ and I’m filming him. And he works a few fingers up and down and moans and thrashes and then he stops and goes ‘cut’ and comes over to me.” Two dudes, two erections. One camera, one stroke scene to replay. And on camera he points out how much better the view is for the audience. And he reaches his hand down and asks if he can touch it. He’s been filming us for weeks, and he’s asking to touch it. And his erection is right there and I’m fucking horny.

“Touch it, suck it or fuck it, I don’t care, I need to get off” And we did. In that order. Touched, sucked and flip fucked each other. With the conveniently provided studio condoms. And fuck. It was nice. Hope that’s okay”

“And you come home from having a scandalous extra marital affair and you find your husband, naked, and in bed with the script writer. Yes, you must have been appalled at my lax moral activity. You slut.” And I smile at him. “I know you love a mushroom head. I don’t personally, but I know you do. Tell me more” and he does.