California Dreaming

Chapter 19

Gloria and I had gotten settled in and had already wrapped up our first movie and were starting on our second. I was amazed at how fast it was filmed and wasn’t happy with my performance. I just thought I could have done a few of the scenes better. Mr. Harper told me not to worry about that, the studio wanted quantity, and wasn’t concerned with quality. The less money it cost to make the movies, the more they made, we didn’t have time for a lot of retakes. After about five movies, I understood and just accepted that I wasn’t going to win an Oscar with the movies we were making.

By the time I was six months into my contract, I lost count of how many movies Gloria and I had filmed. The movies were all very similar, we played star crossed lovers who were either forbidden or kept apart by circumstances. Of course, we would always find a way to end up together and live happily ever after. In real life, my love life was anything but a Hollywood movie. I did have a chance to talk to Carl and we were able to hook up at his place one night. A few weeks after we got together, he let me know that he was offered a contract by one of the other studios and was excited to get started making movies of his own. I was so happy for him, and who knows, maybe someday we could make a movie together.

As we came to the end of our first contract year, Gloria and I were called to Mr. O’Neill’s office.

He was smiling as Tom led us into his office, he said, “thank you Tom. Gloria, Van, please have a seat.”

We sat in the chairs in front of his desk as he walked around to his side. He asked, “well, how do you think your first year went?”

Gloria answered, “I have enjoyed it very much.”

I agreed, “yes, I have as well.”

He nodded, “well then, it seems it’s unanimous. The studio is very pleased with your work, as a result, I have a new contract for both of you. Of course, there is an increase in your weekly salary, we are also adding an opportunity for you to make some appearances in some of our A list movies. For every one of those movies, you are in, you will receive a bonus. Is that something that both of you would be interested in?”

We both leaned forward in our chairs, I blurted out, “I can’t speak for Gloria, but yes, I am very interested in that.”

Gloria giggled at my eagerness, then said, “yes Mr. O’Neill, I would also be interested.

Mr. O'Neill laughed, “good, I was hoping you would both feel that way. I can tell you that we already have a spot for you in one of our next productions. You will both be in supporting roles as we have the starring roles filled. The director will have a script delivered to you in the next week.”

Gloria looked at me and smiled, I smiled back. Just as Mr. O’Neill was going to continue, there was a knock at the door, and Woody walked in.

Mr. O’Neill said, “ah Woody, our young stars are excited about their contract extension.”

He smiled, “good, and are they good with helping us out in our A movies?”

Mr. O’Neill chuckled, “I think we can talk them into it.”

We talked for a bit more and the studio lawyer showed up with our new contracts. We both signed. The contracts were exactly like last year’s with the exception of our new salary and the bonus for the additional movies.

Mr. O’Neill sat back in his chair and said, “well then, now that our business is complete, Woody, maybe you and Mary could take Miss Jewell and Mr. Roman out to diner to celebrate.”

Woody nodded, “that is a great idea father. Ivan, do you mind if we go to the Roosevelt?”

I shook my head, “no, not at all, that would be fine.”

Woody said, “good, we will pick you up at 8.”

I walked Gloria back to her room and I went to mine to get ready for our night out. Woody’s car arrived a few minutes after 8, he, Mary and Gloria were already inside. The driver dropped us off in front of the Roosevelt, Mr. Mills greeted us at the door and shook my hand as he seated us at our table. A couple of the waiters came over to say a quick hello, the rest were new and had started after I quit.

I was a bit nervous about being with Woody, we had had very little interaction over the last year. His main function with the studio was recruiting new talent. I remembered what he said about his and Mary’s relationship, was tonight just a show too? We ordered a drink, and when they were delivered, we ordered our meals.

Woody said, “the studio was very happy with your work this year.”

I smiled, “thank you, I am looking forward to expanding my roles and working in your bigger pictures.”

Gloria agreed, “yes, it will be nice to play some other characters. No offense Mr. O’Neill, but it seems like we have been playing the same roles in every movie we have done.” I nodded in agreement.

Woody said, “yes, you have been playing basically the same part all year, but you two do work well together and our audiences like watching you. That does lead me to the real reason we are here tonight.”

Gloria asked, “we aren’t to celebrate our new contracts?”

I asked, “what’s going on Woody?”

He took a deep breath, “well, the studio thinks you two make a good couple on the screen and would like that to carry over to your real lives.”

We both stared at Woody as he took a drink from his glass.

Gloria asked, “are you saying they want us to date one another?”

He nodded, “just think of it as one of those “promotional activities”.”

I said, “we become a couple, so that it will help us be more believable on the screen.”

Woody said, “well sort of, you see, people don’t always think it’s proper to have all those love scenes, unless the actors in those scenes are in an actual relationship. Look, it’s obvious that there is some chemistry between you two, just continue that, even when you aren’t working.”

Before we could continue our talk, the waiter sat our plates in front of us. Mary changed the subject as we ate our meal. After we finished, the ladies excused themselves to go freshen up, Woody and I stood as they walked away.

We sat back down, he said, “I’m sorry that I sprung this on you Ivan, I know why you are hesitant. Please understand that this is best for your career and for the studio.”

I said, “what if Gloria doesn’t want to act like my girlfriend, or worse yet, what if she does? How will I tell her that I… well you know?”

Woody shrugged, “you could just tell her, like I did with Mary.”

I said, “well of course, I am not going to lie to her, but what if I tell her and she runs to your father and tells him. If that happens, my career is over before it even starts.”

Mary and Gloria came back to the table before we could finish our conversation. We finished our drinks and Woody drove us back to our rooms. As Woody and Mary were pulling away, Gloria and I made plans to meet for breakfast in the morning.

Gloria was seated at a table when I arrived at the diner, she smiled as I sat across the table from her.

She said, “before you say anything, let me tell you that Mary and I had a talk last night in the lady’s room. She told me about her and Woody’s relationship.”

I panicked, “what did she tell you?”

Gloria answered, “she just said that she and Woody were together because their parents wanted them to be. She told me that they were just friends, they really didn’t have romantic feelings for each other.”

I was finally able to exhale, “yeah, that’s what Woody told me too, but how do you feel? I have gotten the impression several times that you might be interested in more than a friendship with me.” I was secretly relieved that Mary didn’t tell Gloria more.

She nodded, “well, I will admit, the thought did cross my mind, but when it felt like you didn’t have the same feelings for me, I just decided to concentrate on my acting.”

I said, “I felt the same way, we were getting along so well on the stage, that I didn’t want to risk that by starting a relationship.” This wasn’t a complete lie, I just didn’t tell her everything.

She asked, “so what do you want to do?”

I paused a moment, “we can act like a couple on the set, why can’t we just continue the act in real life?”

She smiled, “I think I could do that. I do care for you Ivan, if that means us just being friends, I am more than happy with that.”

“I am too Gloria.” I said, “I care for you too, we can easily pull this off.”

Over the next week, we finished our current B movie and were given the scripts for our first A movie. It was the first movie that Gloria and I weren’t romantically involved. The star actor was a detective, and I was his assistant, the actress hired the star to find the man that killed her husband, Gloria was her sister. It was so much more fun doing this movie, the sets were better, and we actually did several takes of each scene, and I was much happier with my performance. I learned so much from the more experienced actors. After we finished filming, Gloria and I did another B movie together. We were invited to the premiere of the A movie once it was edited and released to the theaters. We put on our happy faces and held hands as we followed the rest of the cast into the theater on opening night. At the after party, we mingled with many other industry people, all of them congratulating us on our performance and telling us we made a handsome couple. We, of course, smiled and thanked them. Woody gave me a wink from across the room as Mr. O’Neill also expressed his pleasure.

We did a few more B movies, then I was cast in my first movie that wasn’t a love story. Gloria was cast in another movie, it would be the first time that we wouldn’t be working together. The movie I was in, was a Robin Hood style movie. I was to play the part of one of the band of thieves that helped the starring actor rob from the rich. This required me to dress in tights and learn to shoot a bow and arrow. I was enjoying the action scenes, and seeing my fellow actors in tights wasn’t unpleasant either. We had finished our rehearsals and were starting to film in full costume. Clarence Wilks was the costume designer, he and his assistant, Willy Franklin had measured and fitted us over the last couple days. They arrived for our final fitting, Clarence was taking care of the star, Willy was working with the supporting characters. Willy looked to be about my age, he was quiet and reserved, he jumped every time Clarence bellowed. He had sandy blonde hair, grey-blue eyes, he had a thin build and was a couple inches shorter than I was. I thought that he was attractive and noticed that he became extra nervous when was measuring me, it was sort of cute. He was so soft spoken when he addressed me and wouldn’t look me in the eyes when he did speak.

He had finished the last actor and handed me my costume, he looked at the ground, “please Mr. Roman, if you could try this on.” I purposely let my hand brush his as I took the pile of clothes from him, his eyes went wide as he started to blush. I changed and stepped out of the dressing room, my tights were way too loose. The Director and Clarence both notice immediately, Clarence yelled, “Willy those will not do. They are called tights for a reason, pin them back and we will have to sew them up before we leave today.”

The director said, “yes, the rest are fine, Van’s need to be as tight as all the others, and we need them before we start shooting in the morning.”

Willy was clearly flustered, he stuttered, “yes sir, I’ll fix then right away.” He scurried to the floor in front of me, he looked up, “I’m so sorry Mr. Roman.”

I smiled at him, “don’t worry Willy, it’s fine.” This seemed to relax him slightly as he pulled the material tight and pinned it together. His hands were on my legs and thighs, I felt a slight stir in my crotch. I started to become nervous, I didn’t want the others to notice. Fortunately, the rest of the cast was changing back into their clothes and the director told everyone they could leave after their costumes were complete. Willy moved around to my front, Clarence and the director were busy talking about the costumes. When Willy pulled the material up on my upper thighs, he glanced up, his eyes went wide when he noticed that the tights weren’t quite as loose as they had been earlier. He blushed again as he quickly pulled his hand back after he innocently brushed across my nuts. He quickly placed the last few pins and stood in front of me. He said, “you can take those off now Mr. Roman, I’ll go get them fixed right away, again, I am so sorry for the inconvenience.”

I smiled at him, “it’s fine Willy, I know you will take care of it.” He gave me a slight smile and snuck another quick look at my crotch. I went to the changing room and handed the tights to Willy as he scurried off. I went back to my room, I told the director that I would come in early tomorrow morning to confirm the tights fit properly.

Once I got back to my room, I went over the scene we would be filming the next day. I kept seeing the look on Willy’s face when he brushed against my nuts, the mixture of fear and desire. He was very cute, and I couldn’t get him out of mind. I tried to concentrate on my script and told myself that I may be reading too much into the whole situation. I decided a hot bath would clear my head, I undressed and pulled on my robe to head to the bathroom. I relaxed in the tub for about a half hour, then went back to my room. I sat back on my bed to go over my script one more time, I paused when I thought I heard a tapping at the door. I waited for a minute, then I heard it again. I got up and walked to the door, I opened it a crack to find Willy standing there holding my tights.

He stammered, “I’m sorry to disturb you Mr. Roman, but I have your tights ready. Would you mind trying them on?”

I smiled and pulled the door open, “of course not Willy, please come on in.”

He handed me the tights, “oh no sir, I can wait in the hall.”

I pulled him into my room, “don’t be silly, you don’t need to wait out there.” I pushed the door closed as he stood against the wall, his eyes glued to the floor.

He said, “I know you are filming early tomorrow, I just wanted to make sure these fit, I am sorry for interrupting you Mr. Roman.”

I said, “please Willy, call me Van, and you are not interrupting anything.” His eyes were darting between me and the floor. I realized that I was only wearing my robe and nothing under it. I figured that since Willy was in the costume department, he had seen a lot of people in various states of dress.

I said, “I just came from my bath, I’ll try these on, and you can be on your way.”

He started to shake, “oh sure, I can just wait in the hall.”

I pulled my robe open and threw it on the bed, “no, we are both men here, I’m sure it’s nothing you haven’t seen before.”

He was trying not to look at me, but he couldn’t help himself, he was staring at my cock. I could feel it start to swell. I pulled the tights on and asked, “how do they look?”

He squeaked out, “um… they look… well they…”

I chuckled, “Willy relax, there is no need to be nervous, you are just doing your job.”

His eyes were still focused on my crotch, “yes sir, Mr. Roman.”

I walked toward him, “please, I said call me Van. Now, do you need to check these tights more closely?”

He swallowed hard as he leaned down to adjust them around my thighs, he ran his hands around the back of my legs, then up to the cheek of my ass. He quickly pulled his hand back, “I’m sorry, I just…”

I said, “do whatever you need to do Willy.” I pulled him up and put my hand under his chin and made him look me in the eyes. He was visibly starting to shake, I said, “it’s ok Willy, if you want me to stop, just tell me.”

I pulled him closer and leaned in until our lips met. I knew I probably shouldn’t be doing this, but it had been over six months since the last time Carl and I were together. I pushed my tongue into his mouth, I felt him go limp as he started to kiss me back. I felt my cock stretch my tights to the limit, I took his hand and placed it on top of my hard member. He gasped as he rubbed his hand up and down the length of my manhood. I started to unbutton his shirt as he continued to stroke me, I pushed it off his shoulders and let it fall to the floor. I broke our kiss and stepped back to look at his body, his hairless chest was surprisingly muscular, not like Carl’s or mine, but nicely defined for a man with such a thin frame. I still had not heard him say stop, so I unfastened his trousers and let them fall to the floor. He kicked his shoes and socks off and stepped out the pile of clothes that was at his feet. A well-proportioned cock stood proud of the lightly colored, barely there, bush, two tight nuts hanging just below. His face blushed as I scanned his naked body from head to toe, he had nothing to be embarrassed about. I gave him an approving smile, he brought his hands to the waist band of my tights and gave me a questioning look. I gave a nod and he started to push them down, I sat on the bed so he could finish pulling them off.

I pulled him onto the bed on top of me as we locked our lips in another passionate kiss. I rolled him onto his back and began to kiss my way down his chest and stomach. Willy gasped when I wrapped my lips around that glorious cock. He put his hands on the back of my head as I bobbed up and down, savoring the clear liquid leaking from Willy’s cock. He moaned when I released his cock and gave his nuts a thorough licking, taking them into my mouth one at a time.

He panted, “I’m getting close. Can you stop so I can do that to you?”

I smiled as I let his nut fall from my mouth, “sure, we can do whatever you want.”

I rolled onto my back as he moved toward my cock, he said, “I’m sorry Mr. err, Van, but this the first time that I have ever…”

I chuckled, “that’s ok, take your time, just do whatever you are comfortable with.”

He went to work on my cock, for a first timer, he was doing very well. He repeated what I had done to him, and he soon had me close. I pulled his legs to me and gave his cock another good sucking, then licked my way to his sweet pink pucker. He nearly jumped out of his skin when I ran my tongue across his hole. He panted like a dog as I pushed my tongue in as deep as I could. He gasped, “that feels incredible Van, will you please fuck me?”

I asked, “are you sure?”

He nodded as he lied on his stomach and pushed his firm, round ass in the air. That was all the invitation that I needed. I rubbed my leaking cock along his crack, then slowly pushed against his hole. I kissed the back of his neck as he pushed back and I began to sink inside him, inch by inch. Willy let out a load grunt when I bottomed out and I started to pump in and out. His hole was so tight and warm, it only took a few minutes before I was flooding his love tunnel with my juices. His spasming ass muscles milking every last ounce of semen from my cock. I turned his head to me and kissed him deeply as I rolled to his side.

He suddenly looked nervous again, I asked, “are you alright?”

He said, “I’m sorry, I made a mess on your bed.”

 

To be continued…