Devin's Porn Career

When Devin completed his scene with Camilo Uribe, he went home and soaked his ass in the tub. On the way out, the Fuckermate staff insisted he return for an outdoor scene with Wesley Nike, a 5’10” smooth bodied Brazilian hunk. Wesley is equipped with a thick almost 9” dick and is known for topping smaller-framed bottoms in the great outdoors. Since Randy was still away on location, Devin agreed to do it with an early start time of 10am the following morning. 

Later that evening, As Devin was reading GayDemon stories on his laptop, Randy called to check in. The carefully asked one another about their respective work days, however, the conversation became uncomfortable for both. Towards the end of the call, Randy blurted out, “I love you and miss you, babe.” This was the first time another man said these words to Devin, and he became emotional upon hearing them. Randy assured Devin they would be together soon and to keep focused on doing good work. 

Waking up early for another several hours of fucking in some nearby woods wouldn’t normally sound appealing to Devin, but he felt light and full of confidence knowing of Randy’s love for him. He was ready to seize the day! He stepped into the shower and douched once more, shaved his body smooth, put on a white jock and drove to the set.

Devin hadn’t been fucked outside in nature since his first work with TimTales. He just hoped since the weather was getting warmer that there wouldn’t be any critters to contend with. Devin was all about concentrating and delivering the best possible performance for the viewers. Dealing with unpredictable elements can sometimes get in the way.

Devin found the secret location in the wooded area. Actually, it was someone’s property that was somehow connected to the studio. The owner had some very secluded, wooded, acreage and offered up his place with the caveat that he could watch everything. A small price to pay for an amazing location. Nature did it’s part by providing a beautifully sunny day, warming temperatures and a fallen tree trunk that would soon make for a great fuck bench!

As Devin approached the area, there was a flurry of activity getting all the lights and cameras in the right places. Much more challenging in the fresh air. Off to his left, Wesley Nike stood leaning back on a tree. Devin could see the back of someone’s head bobbing up and down on Wesley’s snake, his knees against the grime of the forrest floor, wearing a backwards facing baseball cap. Wesley hadn’t even noticed Devin’s arrival. His eyes were closed with one hand placed on the head of the man servicing him.

Devin cleared his throat to announce his arrival.  Wesley reacted by opening his eyes and pushing the boy off his dick. He smiled and said, “Great to meet you, Devin. I’ve seen some of your work. You’re good. This is my slave, Theodore. Say “hi” to Devin, slave.”

Theodore rose from the ground to shake Devin’s hand. Devin was taken aback by his appearance. He looked barely old enough to shave but weathered. Wesley instructed him to kneel and to move only when instructed. Theodore didn’t even flinch, he knelt and looked to the ground.

Wesley provided no further discussion or explanation about Theodore. Wesley walked over to a cooler for a cold beer and offered one to Devin, who declined as he thought 10am was too early for drinking. 

The make-up artists called each of them over. At this point, Wesley had tucked away his cock into his shorts and his erection had fully deflated. At least Devin got to see what he’d be working with. They were covered in fine powder to help with sweat build up since things were gonna get steamy, but there was only so much that can be done under these circumstances. 

As it neared noon, they were finally ready to begin the scene. Theodore had been directed to kneel in another spot, far away from view, facing the other direction. This was none of his concern. He was there only to fetch things that Wesley might need like another beer or cigarette. 

Wesley and Devin were nude purposely, for this nature scene, the director wanted everything natural. No lube either, only spit was going to be on tap.  Devin found a spot ins one fallen leaves which crackled under his knees and dove his mouth right onto Wesley’s cock. Wesley grabbed onto a tree branch overhead and showed off his outstretched torso while Devin worked his lips over the black fuckpole before him. Wesley’s cock seemed to take to Devin’s no-hands approach, as Devin slid all of that dark meat down his throat all the way to its base, the gurgling noises all picked up by the close-up mic.  The director capturing Devin’s intensity and the pure enjoyment on his face of having the privilege to worship this magnificent piece. 

Another camera panning up Wesley’s hard body, seeing his face building up the need to pump his dick down Devin’s throat. He couldn’t hold back any longer. One hand on Devin’s chin and the other on the back of his head, Wesley used his skull like a personal fuck toy. This was a serious cockthroating that only someone with years of sucking on big dicks could handle. Luckily, Devin’s lover, Randy had fed his throat many times, and it was something he learned to do easily. It’s all about relaxing your throat and fixating on breathing out of your nose. Wesley was enjoying the challenge of smashing his hard dick down this throat almost wanting to see Devin choke on it. Finally, Wesley’s hips moved in lightning speed and broke Devin’s rhythm. Devin didn’t miss a beat though, lashing his tongue all over Wesley’s bull balls and opening wide enough to take them both into his hungry mouth. Even the scene director was amazed at just how wide Devin’s jaw opened, it was just about unnatural!

Wesley screeched out, “Fuck, fuck boy. Oh man you good. I wanna get my dick in that fine white ass. Turn around for me bro”

Devin didn’t even take the time to wipe off his dirty knees. He didn’t want to keep Wesley waiting. He seemed like the type that didn’t wait for anything or anyone, a complete alpha male that expects everyone to follow his every command without question.  Devin bent his chest over the large tree trunk nearby and presented his ass to his aggressor.

Wesley stepped over towards Devin and swatted his butt several times. The sound of flesh on flesh echoing in the woods, the microphones picking up the sweet noises. Wesley pushed Devin’s ass open and dripped some spit into his crack and then began to rub his hard cock along his ass. The camera angle above showcasing the massive size and girth of that cock against Devin’s tiny smooth behind. That fuckstick was gonna so some impaling, no doubt about that!

Another dousing of Wesley’s spit was all Devin was gonna get for now. He tried to breathe out and not wince as Wesley aimed his dick right into that loosened balloon knot. Once the dick’s thick head popped inside, Wesley didn’t have the courtesy to pause even for a second before pushing the rest of his cock in until his balls hit against Devin’s body. A swift smack to the right buttock followed as Wesley then grabbed onto Devin’s hips for balance and he proceeded to piston fuck his prey severely.  Devin’s cock scraped against the trunk underneath him, his balls almost crushed. It was not comfortable for him, but the audience would never know it. He was the consummate professional and smiled big for the camera as his hole was being rearranged from behind. It felt like he was being speared over and over again. 

The sun was beating down on all of the cast and crew. The action was sweaty and hot, and so was everyone else. The director called for an end to the scene. Wesley pulled out of Devin’s ass and growled. Not missing a beat, Theodore was by his side in seconds with a cold beer, a cigarette and lighter. Theodore lit the cigarette for Wesley and kneeled next to him. When Wesley downed the beer and finished his cigarette he growled a second time, “fetch me another one, slave”.

Wesley was standoffish and not at all friendly. He only spoke to his slave. To his credit, he didn’t push back on the director at all, he just wasn’t a likable guy. He wasn’t there to make friends. Devin was fascinated by the inequality of the Dom/slave dynamic between them but dared not to ask any questions. 

The cool off period was over. Everyone but Wesley and his slave were hovered by some cooling fans as the temps climbed north of 90F.  Wesley dismissed his slave off to the sidelines again sensing the scene would be resuming shortly. He contemplated putting his cigarette butt out using his slave’s forearm but thought that he’d be accused of abuse. Instead, he placed the used butts in his slave’s mouth and told him to keep them there until later. Slave Theodore walked swiftly, barely a sound followed him. 

Devin took his spot back on the tree trunk. Only this time, someone found a spare blanket and placed it under his back. With his legs wide open, pucker exposed, Devin spit once again right into the open gape he created just a short time ago and pushed his still hard cock inside once again. He grabbed Devin’s ankles and pried them wide to each side. Devin held the tree trunk on each side to balance he was being fucked so forcefully, he almost fell over!

Wesley continued to pound away at Devin’s open back door. Devin’s soft cock bounced showing no signs of hardening. He knew this scene was all about meeting the demands of a dominant top, making sure Wesley got what he needed out of him. Devin grunted as Wesley fucked him senseless, his eyes rolling behind his head. Wesley’s face tightened, his body flexing every single muscle, showing off his pure power. 

Wesley was getting close. The director cut the scene once more, trying to prolong the action just a little longer. Wesley yelled angrily, “Dammit slave, bring me a beer!” Wesley looked pissed off that his orgasm had been interrupted. His urge was to smack his slave hard across the face. After all, that’s what they are for, but again, he didn’t like the optics.  For the first time, we heard Theodore’s faint voice, “Master, is there anything else you need?”

Wesley looked like he was gonna beat the living daylights out of the helpless slave, but he knew better than to do that here and now. “Fuck you! Get that worthless ass back over there and I’ll deal with you later!” Slave Theodore scurried away.

Everyone experienced Wesley’s building fury and thought best to let him express it with an orgasm. Devin was now on his side, laying horizontally across the tree trunk with his back facing Wesley. He spit into his fingers and pushed some into his ass knowing Wesley wasn’t gonna do it this time, he was too consumed by his own madness.  We’ve all heard about angry fucking, but never had it been caught in camera like this. Whatever demons were awakening inside Wesley’s hear and mind were commandeering his brain, dick, and hands. Wesley smacked the crap out of Devin’s ass as he growled like an animal using every fibre of his being in destroying Devin’s asshole. Wesley churned into that ass over and over, once again Devin felt Wesley’s cock hardening and seedling inside him, Wesley’s ripped body flexing and tending, his thighs shaking and then “fuuuk yoooooowwww ohhhhhh fuuuuckkkk!” Wesley exploded! Devin could feel that cock twitching and the warmth of its semen passing through his bowels. 

Wesley pulled out after his orgasm subsided, asked the director if he was finished for the day, and once given the green light, marched straight for his shorts, put them on, grabbed his slave by the neck and pushed him into the back seat of his sports car.  Devin wondered what would happen to Theodore, but he’d never know.

The director apologized to Devin for Wesley’s attitude and behavior. He explained that Wesley has a lot of fans and followers who are turned on by it. He isn’t disrespectful to anyone on scene, just not a likable guy. It was all just business. Devin accepted this explanation and then asked if Theodore would be safe with Wesley. The director explained that the slave had been with Wesley for the several years they’d worked together. He had no other details to share as Wesley was very private.

That evening, Devin told Randy all about the shoot, Wesley, and the slave. Randy said Devin was still new to the business and to get used to seeing things like that. They said their  “I love you”’s and disconnected.  Since Randy still needed to shoot two more days and fill more bottoms, Devin turned on his camera and opened his JustForFans account for old time’s sake, masturbating for the camera, speaking unspeakable dirty things at his audience’s request and for the money. Once he ejaculated all over himself, he turned off the lights, took a hot shower, and went to bed.  He hadn’t other work lined up just yet, but he was becoming a hot commodity, so that would soon change.