Summer, Ex-Porn Star 3…How the Rich Live
We had finally arrived at my villa in Greece. Cole was in the shower. He said he wanted to get the smell of all the cum we had exchanged on the plane off his body. I could respect the need to be clean. I stood on the balcony, looking out at the water. It was beautiful, calm, and peaceful.
I found myself lost in the scene before me. I didn’t hear the shower stop or the door open. However, I was brought back to reality by the smooth sound of Smokey Robinson and The Miracles’ “You Really Got a Hold on Me.” I instantly felt Cole’s presence as he stood behind me. For a moment, I just swayed to the beat of the music. I didn’t bother to turn around.
“This place is beautiful,” he said.
I smiled and turned around. He was naked, and his body was dripping wet. My cock began to stir as I took in his beauty. His body was addictive, and I wanted nothing but to get high off of his sex. I looked him deep in the eyes. They were full of mischief and intrigue. He was slowly coming around to the deal we had set up.
“You’re a Smokey Robinson fan? I wouldn’t have ever thought that,” I said to him.
He smiled, “I’m full of surprises.”
“I’m beginning to see that,” I said with a sly smirk.
His body seemed to radiate charm and sex appeal. He was a mystery in some ways, and in others, he was easy to read. I could tell he enjoyed sex with men despite having a wife and his claims of being gay for pay. However, the truth of what he was at his core remained a mystery, and it was one I wanted to solve while taking every inch of him.
“Someone’s warming up to me,” I pointed out.
“I’m playing the role you hired me to play. Giving you the full Jeremy Wide experience,” he said.
I didn’t like his answer, but I respected his honesty. I wanted him to want me and to enjoy what we were doing. I knew I had to get deeper and not just keep things on a sexual level.
“Why did you stop performing?” I asked. “You had one of the biggest fan bases.”
He exhaled, “Why do you care?”
“I have a curious nature,” I said as I admired his body.
“Porn was never my thing. I wanted to be a model. I wanted to capture the world with my looks, charm, and body. That didn’t work out, and instead, I found myself fucking on camera for money. It wasn’t the life I wanted. I saved some money and then traded it in for privacy.” He sounded like a man who had lived a life full of regret.
“It’s never too late to model,” I said as I placed a hand on his pec.
He cut his eyes at my hand and then back at me. His cock twitched a little. He liked the feel of my touch. He liked it just as much as I liked touching him.
Seductively, he asked, “Now that you have me here, what do you want to do?”
It didn’t take long to think of the one scene that made me become a huge fan of his. I’d be a fool not to try and capture that experience with him.
I replied, “I want to have a Logan James moment with you.”
He laughed, “Iconic moment in time, according to the fans.”
I gave a quick chuckle and pushed him towards the dresser. Once his back was against the furniture, we stared into one another’s eyes. I licked the bottom of his chin, and then I sucked on his bottom lip. His cock grew hard, and I pulled him into a sexy kiss. My tongue invaded his mouth. He gave in to the heat of the moment, and he began to suck my tongue.
I turned him around, and he bent over and pushed his beautiful, round ass toward me. I ran my hands across his muscular back and down his spine. I grabbed a handful of his ass cheeks and spread them. His little rosebud came into view. It was tight, smooth, and pretty.
My mouth began to water. I wanted nothing more than to taste him. I dropped to my knees and spread his cheeks. They were so fat and fluffy. It felt like I was holding two pillows in my hand. He had a dimple or two in the muscles of his ass. That meant it was all natural. I loved a man with a natural body. Cole was the appetizer, entrée, and dessert. Hell, he was quite possibly the damn bottle of rosé as well.
I kissed his right ass cheek and then his left cheek. His skin was soft and smooth. I spread his ass wide, and he lifted one leg up on the dresser. His hole twitched in my face. I took in his aroma, and it made my dick grow harder. I pried his cheeks wider, and it caused his hole to open. I could see inside of him. The walls of his anus were bright pink and ready to be feasted on.
I pushed my tongue inside of his ass, and he let out a sexy ass moan. I buried my face deep between his cheeks and let them close on my jaws. I munched on his sweet hole and swirled my tongue around inside of him.
“Oh fuck. Eat my ass,” he moaned.
I spanked his fat ass. Each time my hand made contact with his cheeks, they bounced. He shook his ass as I ate him good. His hole was warm and hot. His walls throbbed around my tongue. I grabbed hold of his stiff cock and began to stroke it as I worked his anus. His moans grew louder and transcended into the moans of a bitch in heat.
My nails dug deeper into the flesh of his meaty ass. His balls came to rest on my chin. I licked the ring of his anus and then sucked his hole into my mouth. His screams of pleasure grew more intense. He wanted more, and he demanded it through his actions. He pushed my face deeper into his cheeks.
“Oh my God, your tongue feels so good,” he groaned.
The moisture from his ass began to leak into my open mouth. The taste was identical to his cum. My cock felt like it wanted to burst out of my pants. I had to ignore it. I didn’t want to stop eating him. He tasted incredible, and his moans were sexy. It was like watching a wild beast finally be set free into the wild.
I made him flip onto his back. He pressed his back against the mirror and looked at me with wanting eyes. His cock was dripping with precum. I rolled my heavy tongue across his balls and then up the shaft of his penis. He shook with anticipation. His balls jumped in excitement.
“Everything about you is perfect,” I praised him.
He smiled at me seductively. I spread his legs and admired his winking hole. Then I ran my tongue from side to side across it. He moaned and stroked his thick cock. I buried my face in his ass. My forehead rested on his large balls. I feasted on his anus once more. I dug my tongue into him and pushed his legs open even further. His hole quivered and twitched in my mouth. I kissed it, rolled my tongue around it, and then shoved it back inside of him. He arched his body, and his toes curled. My tongue devoured his sweet boy pussy. I ate him as if he were a wet cunt before me.
I moved up and took his cock into my mouth. He nearly jumped off the dresser. I moved my head up and down and licked the head of his dick. Then I took it all the way to the back of my throat and held it there. His dick jumped in my mouth.
“Oh fuck, dude. Shit,” he cried out.
“I want you to ride my face,” I said, completely out of breath.
I pulled him to the bed, and I lay on my back, and he climbed on top of me. He turned his back toward me, and those beautiful melons slowly lowered onto my face. I took a handful of his cheeks in each hand. He began to ride my face with a deep urgency. I slid my tongue inside of him like it was my cock, and he bounced up and down on it.
“Push it deeper in me,” he screamed.
I pushed my tongue deeper into him. I fucked his pussy with quick jabs. Each time, I made sure to lick the walls of his anus. He spread his cheeks wider. He wanted me as deep as humanly possible in his ass. I gave his cheeks a firm squeeze and ran my tongue down his taint and then around his hole.
“Put it back in me,” he pleaded.
I slowly pushed my tongue back inside his warm furnace. He let out a deep sigh and started bouncing hard and fast on my tongue. His cheeks buried me each time he slammed down. He sat down entirely on my face and then rolled his hips round and round. I sucked his pussy like milk through a straw.
He pulled my pants and underwear off. I snatched my shirt off, and without warning, he took my hard dick into his mouth. His lips felt like hot butter in the nastiest but best way possible. He bent down further to take me deeper into his mouth.
His knees were placed on the sides of me, and I had the perfect view of his spread cheeks, thick cock, and his pulsing hole. His pussy was hungry, and I couldn’t let it starve. I coated my fingers in my saliva and pushed my middle and index fingers inside of him. He was dripping wet.
“Oooh,” he moaned.
“Oh, fuck you’re wet,” I exclaimed.
My fingers were instantly covered in his thick cream. It dripped from his open hole. It slowly rolled down his taint and onto his cock. It ran down my fingers and onto my hands.
I pushed my fingers deeper into him. He rocked back and forth on them. His hole ached for more. I moved them in and out, and he moaned around my cock. My dick throbbed in his mouth. He licked my shaft and sucked my balls one by one before taking my thick rod back down his throat.
“That’s right. Suck my fuckin’ cock.” I demanded.
I slapped his ass and watched those fat cheeks bounce. I added my thumb, and he moaned louder. His walls tighten around my fingers. I plunged deeper and deeper into him with a quick pace. The cream in his ass splashed the harder I drove my fingers into his hole. His cock spilled precum all over my stomach.
I took my free hand and traced his balls with my fingertips. It triggered him. He moaned, and his cock began to spew hot cum on my stomach. His jaws locked around my cock, and he did this insane sucking motion, and I exploded in his mouth. He gagged some but swallowed every drop of my cum. It was by far the hottest thing we had done so far.
He rolled off me. We were both exhausted. I swiped his cum off my body and licked my fingers clean. We looked at one another and laughed. It was the first time he had laughed since I met him, or at least as far as I could remember.
“You seemed to really enjoy ass play.” I just wanted to get to know him better.
“I do. It’s been a long time since I’ve had it done. Rebecca isn’t a fan of it.” His smile faded as soon as he said it.
“Well, I can do that all summer long. Plus a few other things.” I wanted him to be free and happy with our arrangement. I didn’t want to be the only one getting pleasure from it.
“I was never into porn,” I said with a hint of vulnerability. “I didn’t understand the fascination all that much, and then one day, I came across a Jeremy Wide video. There was something about the look in your eyes when you performed and the way your body moved. It captured me. I became a fan for life.”
He asked, “Why are you telling me this?”
I looked at him, “I just wanted you to know that even though porn wasn’t what you wanted to do, you still captured people with your looks, charm, and body. For some of us, we never got over the feelings you left us with. You certainly made an impression on me.”
Before he could say anything else, his phone rang. It was Rebecca calling him. He climbed out of the bed and walked away. I watched his ass bounce as he walked. It was shaped like a perfect peach, and I couldn’t wait to bite into it once again.
***
The last few weeks had gone by relatively smoothly. Rebecca would call Cole at least three times a week. I couldn’t say I blamed her. If he were my man, I wouldn’t let him out of my sight. I kept Cole plenty busy. We fucked nearly every day. The man had some spectacular dick. I had learned all his points of pleasure early on. I wanted him to enjoy the experience just as much as I.
He loved having his ass played with. He would produce so much cum from a good rim job. I discovered that during oral, if you tickled his balls and played with the head of his cock at the same time, his dick would get bigger, and he would bust so much faster in your mouth.
When he fucked he loved missionary and for you to grab hold of his ass cheeks. It would always result in him fucking you harder and deeper. He could fuck three times in a row. Each time, he would last longer than the previous. He liked a moaner in bed. The louder you were, the more into it he would get.
His nipples were hard-wired to his cock. If you stimulated his nipples, his dick would wake up. Lastly, he loved kisses and cuddling. He was a prize package for sure, and I had him all to myself for the summer. I was on a cloud, and I refused to crash.
I was having the sweetest dream ever. I was standing at the altar of a cathedral. The rows were packed with people dressed to impress. My heart was filled with joy, and I was dressed in all white. It was evident that I was about to get married. I slowly began to turn towards my groom. Just as I was about to see his face, I was awoken from my sleep by the blaring sound of musical beats.
I woke up from my sleep and instantly reached for Cole. His spot was empty. SAYGRACE’S “You Don’t Own Me” was blaring outside. When I stepped out back, I found Cole lying face down in a lawn chair. He was wearing a pair of shades and nothing else.
He lay there naked, sunbathing. His legs were slightly parted enough that I could see his impressive balls. His perfectly shaped ass looked absolutely stunning. My mouth watered at the sight of his pear-shaped ass. Those two tanned globes were calling my name.
I quickly took my underwear off. I made my way over and lay on top of his body. My cock rested right between his tight ass crack. He wiggled his ass, knowing he was teasing me. I placed a soft kiss on the back of his neck.
“Did I wake you?” He asked almost innocently.
“In both ways,” I said as I grind my hard cock into his bountiful ass.
He giggled just a little bit. I kissed the middle of his spine. I dragged my lips down his back to the top of his ass. My hands gripped his heavy globes and pulled them apart. I exposed his pretty hole to the cool Mediterranean air.
His hole kept winking at me the entire time I had his cheeks spread. I rubbed my nose across his rosebud. He smelled like fresh lavender and vanilla. My tongue took on a life of its own. It slid around his ring. He let out a sexy sigh and spread his legs wide open. I kissed his hole and then licked it over and over again. I did it at such a slow pace, though. Then I kissed his right ass cheek and sucked on it. I wanted to leave markings all over his tight pussy.
I positioned my cock at his tight entrance. He took a deep breath, and when he exhaled, I pushed against his hole. My fully erect dick slid inside of him. He gasped and gripped the lawn chair. I pushed more of my cock inside of him. His ass was so tight I thought my dick was going to break.
“Oh, my God! You’re so fucking tight,” I proclaimed.
His hot tunnel swallowed my cock. I pushed deeper into him. His left leg began to shake a little. It felt like my dick was diving into the ocean. The wetness of his ass embraced me. The pressure of his walls molded me, and I searched his depths with my penis.
“Fuck! It’s so big,” he moaned.
His ass was so exquisite. I was already on the verge of cumming. There was no way I was going to last inside of him. I had to at least get a few strokes off inside of him. I fed his hole more of my dick until I finally bottomed out in his ass.
I pulled out until only the head was left in, and then I slammed back into him. We both let out a deep moan. I pulled out and slammed back into him again. My balls slapped his taint one good time, and then I flooded him with cum. With two strokes, his ass pulled all the cum out of my body. I couldn’t even be mad or embarrassed. He had some incredible ass.
“Holy shit! Your ass is amazing. I demand a repeat,” I said breathlessly.
He chuckled, “Only if you show me how the rich really live.”
I pulled out of his sweet ass and stood on my feet. I slapped his ass cheek, and it rocked like Jello. It was fucking beautiful. He was fucking gorgeous.
“Be careful what you ask for. You just might like it,” I replied, holding my hand out for him.
He took my hand, and I guess you could say I accepted the challenge. We got dressed, and for the first time in three weeks, we left my villa. We hopped in my custom black Ferrari 812 GTS with the top down.
With Britney Spears’s “If U Seek Amy” blaring, I let him live out his dream. He sped down the highway in my sleek sports car with me in the passenger seat. The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm, golden glow over the scene. The wind ruffled through our hair, and we took in the scent of summer beyond the horizon.
The entire time, Cole had a grin on his face. He looked suave with his sunglasses and hand on the wheel, singing along with the radio. I was filled with pure exhilaration as I had a hand resting on his perfect cock. He navigated the twists and turns of the road like a professional. The views of the expansive blue ocean were breathtaking.
As he sped along the rocky cliffside road, I pulled his cock out through the leg of his shorts. He glanced over at me. With a lick of his lips and a devilish smile, I took that as a yes. I bent over and took his pretty dick into my mouth.
He yelled, “Yee-haw!”
The sound of me slurping on his fat cock and the engine humming blended with the roar of the sea and the cries of seagulls. It didn’t take long for him to cum. I used my tongue to lap his balls as I stroked his cock. Then I took the head back into my mouth, and he filled me with his sweet white cream.
We walked into the boutique like a power couple. I approached the sales lady at the counter. I dropped my AMEX Black Card on the counter. Her eyes lit up. She knew what time it was.
“You’re closed for the day. Whatever he wants, he gets,” I said as I pointed at Cole.
He smiled and rubbed his hands together. It was like Christmas for him. I was Santa Claus, bringing him presents, and I had every intention of delivering the goods and coming through his back door once again.
“Model for me,” I said to him as I kissed him and slapped him on his fat ass. It bounced in slow motion, almost.
The lady put on the Pussycat Dolls' “When I Grow Up.” Cole put on a show for me. He came out of the changing room wearing a pair of red bikini briefs that hugged his package. He struck a pose for me, and then he turned around and made his juicy ass bounce.
Next, he came out wearing a mesh jock strap. He turned around and dropped his ass low to the ground. His third wardrobe change was a casual tan outfit. He had the shirt open, showing off his body. He ran his hands over his chest, trying to make me feel something.
I had fun watching him model nearly everything in the store. He went from classic to ratchet, from ratchet to freak, and from freak to chic. I let him have the time of his life. I don’t know why, but I wanted him to be happy around me. I didn’t want this to be just transactional. I was catching feelings for him, I guess.
We walked along the beach's sands, far from civilization and distractions. The sound of the sea crashing against the shore was like a soothing lullaby.
“Where are we going, Trent?” he asked impatiently.
“Here,” I said just as we reached our destination.
It was all set up. After making a few calls, I was able to arrange a photoshoot for Cole. He had wanted to be a model and never got the chance. I was going to make it happen for him.
“What is this, Trent?” he asked, shocked at the sight before him.
“You wanted to be a model. I have a friend who just launched an online magazine publication for European Men’s Health. I pitched you to be the first person to grace the cover of his first magazine. If you want to, if not, this can just be a fun experience.”
“You did this for me,” his voice trembled. “I don’t know what to say.”
“Don’t say anything. Just take the photos.”
“Someone might notice me, and Rebecca could find out my past,” he fearfully stated.
“You can’t hide from your past forever, you know. If she loves you, she’ll accept all parts of you. In the meantime, I have a team scouring the internet, deleting all traces of your days as Jeremy Wide,” I said with a simple smile.
I could tell by the look on his face that he was touched by it all. My actions appeared noble, but I had ulterior motives. I wanted Cole to feel things for me. You can say I was trying to buy his affection. I was simply showing him that with me, I could make anything happen for him.
Photo after photo gave me joy. We were there for hours with the crew until there was no one left but the two of us and the ocean. He walked towards me in his trunk briefs and sat beside me on the sand. He had done a great job. He had a natural beauty and talent about himself.
He exhaled, “Thank you. This was an epic day.”
I pulled him into a kiss. He kissed me back with a fiery passion and aggression he had not shown me before. I pushed him on his back and ran my hand over his chest, down his smooth stomach, and then over his heavy balls. They felt full in my hands.
I slowly licked my way down his body. My tongue reached the top part of his briefs. I pulled them off, and his thick cock slapped his stomach. Not wanting to waste any time, I took his dick into my mouth.
I worked his shaft with my lips and hands. I flicked the head of his cock with my tongue. His dick released a volley of precum. I quickly swallowed it and then repeated my actions. Each time I flicked the head, precum would dribble from his slit. His cock grew harder and thicker. I could feel the blood pumping through the veins.
“Your mouth is fucking amazing,” he moaned.
His praise only made me want him all the more. So, I took what I wanted. I wanted his cock deep inside of me. I stripped out of my clothing and straddled him. His cock slid inside of me with ease. It was like it knew it belonged inside of me.
He instantly gripped my hips and began to fuck up into me. His cock traveled through my anus and touched my core. His big balls pounded my taint. Each stroke caused me to moan and beg for more. He beat my walls in with his magic dick over and over.
“Fuck me, Cole,” I begged.
“You love my dick,” he asked as he fucked me.
“I love your dick so much,” I cried in truth.
My hole parted, and my walls worked his cock. I bounced up and down on him. I found myself slamming down on his cock like a wild beast. Each time my thighs made contact with his, I stroked my cock. My ass was wet and tender.
“Your pussy is creaming all over my cock,” he chuckled with delight.
He rolled me onto my stomach and pounded my ass from behind. His balls sounded like bass drums as they beat my taint. His big balls slapped and slammed into mine over and over again. His cock pounded my prostate like a pirate digging for treasure.
“Oh, fuck. You’re fucking me so good,” I screamed.
He laughed, “No one fucks you better than me.”
He slapped my ass so hard it stung. My fat cheeks clapped and bounced with every drive of his perfect dick. He was doing push-ups in my ass. His stamina was on full display. My ass was leaking fluids all over his dick.
I stroked my cock, and he pulled me onto my knees. His cock moved in and out with ease. My wetness provided him with the right amount of lubrication to fuck me the way he did his porn stars back in the day.
Only it was slightly different. This was a fuck of gratitude. He was fucking me like I was unique to him. He made me moan louder. My body trembled, and my dick leaked all over the sand. My tiny little hole felt stimulated. I couldn’t stop the throbbing in my ass. He took me over and over again. He delivered deep and powerful thrusts back-to-back.
He owned me! I was his, and I wanted to belong to no one but him. He could have anything he wanted from me. His dick had me throwing all logic out the window. He drove it deep and hard into my bowels. I could feel him in my stomach. My walls molded themselves to be the perfect vessel for his big cock.
He fucked me harder and faster. His breathing increased. The climax rapidly approached. He moaned and groaned louder than before. My ass bounced harder. He groaned loudly, and then he pulled his cock out and skeet his cum on my back. He shoved his dick back in my ass and released the rest of his cum inside of me. Without touching my dick, it exploded. I coated the sand beneath me with my semen.
SIX HOURS LATER………
I ran through the rain. The sky had fallen apart without warning, and I could barely see anything in front of me. The entire time, he was on my mind. I didn’t want to panic, but the terror in his voice made me. I reached the small waterfront home. I stepped inside; the front door was unlocked.
“Cole,” I called out. My voice rattled a bit.
There was no answer. I made my way through the dimly lit house. I turned down the hall. At the far end, there was a door. A little light shone underneath it. I started to feel like I was in a horror film. I pushed the door open, and it creaked, revealing my arrival to those inside.
Inside was a bedroom. On the floor at the foot of the bed was Cole. He was naked, shaking, and crying. He looked at me with the most terrifying eyes.
“Cole, what’s wrong?” I asked him, scared to hear his answer.
“Help me! I killed him,” he said through sobs. “I fucking killed him.”
My eyes scanned the room, and sure enough, there he was. There was no question he was indeed dead, and you thought this was just going to be a story about me getting fucked all summer long by an ex-porn star. Oh, sweetie, you have no idea what you’re in for. None of us do!
TO BE CONTINUED
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