Role Reversal

The Gardeners 

There were over 30 porn stars in the stable, from barely legal skinny twinks, to Muscle Marys, hairy bears and greying Daddies. The script writers had their work cut out thinking up original and authentic stories. A dungeon had been built for more hard core stuff, but it did nothing for me.

Many evenings, guys would rock up at the bungalow, heaping their worries on George, who was like an old mother hen to them. I kept out of the way, couldn't be doing with that shit. I was meant to be professional, not having any liaisons with the guys, which I didn't, apart from Zac and Caleb, who I had grown fond of during the making of Role Reversal. Occasionally, one or the other would pop in of an evening, usually just for a chat and a glass of wine (alcohol was prohibited in their rooms). They were only meant to have sex in front of the camera, so now and then they enjoyed intimacy with us, without a director and cameras around.

Zac, whilst not as big as Caleb, was still a good 8" and looked bigger because he was shaved. (Lucky George got to do the shaving) . He was also charming and just a pleasure to be with. Our love-making seemed so natural.

I kept myself in shape, I didn't want to look out of place! I was rewarded by being an occasional 'extra'. Apart from being fun, it increased my salary.

One day I was called to the office. They had a story line about 2 gardeners coming to do some work, having sex, whilst the owner watched them and wanked. Could they use the bungalow's garden and could I be the owner? Rhetorical questions. I suggested they used Zac and Caleb. Their contrasting complexions were very photogenic and we did a good job previously. It was agreed and the following day the boys and the director came round so we could plan the action.

Filming day arrived and the guys arrived wearing tatty vests and ripped denim shorts. I was asked to wear shirt and slacks with no underwear. I showed them a hedge that I wanted trimmed and a border that needed weeding. Caleb had shears, I gave Zac a little trowel and a pat on the bum. I lay on a lounger, supposedly reading a book, but actually watching the lads. Caleb got up some small steps. Zac looked up at his sack hanging just above the hem of the shorts, He cradled the balls and then unbuttoned the shorts and pulled the zipper down, allowing the shorts to drop to his ankles. Caleb's bum was encased in a jockstrap, with his growing penis already poking out of the side. Zac was stroking him as he climbed off the steps and they kissed. I slid my hand inside my flies. Zac had soon lost his shorts. He had a tiny thong on, with his dick out the top, pre cum glistening in the sunlight. I was playing with myself. Caleb ripped Zac's vest off and went down on him, swallowing his cock and easing a finger past the thong into his hole. With his left hand he was stroking his impressive tool. I had to stop playing with myself. I'm meant to be the last to cum. Zac put his hands on the top of the small steps. Caleb ripped the thong off, pulled Zac's cheeks apart and ate ass. Zac was moaning and shouting DO IT, DO IT. A cameraman took a close-up of Caleb's knob sliding in, still with the jockstrap on. Caleb is brilliant at playing to the camera. He'd take it out, get Zac to lick it, shove it back in, right out and in again. Fuck slow, fuck hard. Then he laid on the ground. Zac lowered himself down. Again a cameraman filmed it disappearing. Zac was facing me and bouncing up and down, wanking. My hand was stroking my dick again. Zac climbed off, laid on his back and pulled his feet up toward his head, so his ass was in the air Caleb re-entered him and fucked him hard, Zac shot all over his face and into his mouth. Caleb pulled out and covered Zac in jets of cum. I shot my load. They would just have to edit it and put it in at the end. They had a cummy kiss, swapping cum from mouth to mouth. The director shouted CUT! I thought that was the end of it, but one of the cameramen came over and shoved his dick in my mouth. I sucked till he took it out and  wanked till he coved my face and shirt with his juices. I licked him clean. 

The director and crew left, so I invited the boys to shower in the bungalow. They grabbed what few clothes they had and followed me. I got out of my cum soaked clothes and put jogging bottoms on and poured beers for us. Zac was first out of the shower, walking into the room naked, he accepted the beer, before embracing me his tongue swirling into my mouth, I could feel his hardness growing. Caleb joined us, already erect again. They carried me into the bedroom, stripped me and put me on all fours, Zac entered me, my own dick growing again. I was licking Caleb's shaft and balls. They turned me onto my back and swapped round. Zac's dick slipped down my throat easily, but Caleb caused a searing pain and made my eyes water. Pain was replaced by a warm glow. Caleb built up speed and was thrusting deep into me. I was hard and wanking. Zac pulled out and my face was covered in semen again. Caleb pumped harder, I felt him pulse inside me. I even managed to cum again, filling my belly button and matting my pubes. They carried me to the shower and cleaned me up. We needed a beer after that.