Lights, Camera Rolling

Over lunch, Roland and I talk about my first porn shoot. Roland is enthusiastic. Well, he has gotten fucked on camera, and I have made sure I use his ass properly for horny audiences jerking off as my cock slides in and out of his hot butt. It is exciting for me, fucking on camera. I have never thought I’d be considering shooting porn. But the money is great and I couldn’t ignore it. Once I have gotten over my inhibitions regarding being in a porn flick, it would feel good to be appreciated.

“You know, Eddie,” Roland comments. “When we used to fuck before this? I never got to watch how you perform, especially when I dogged for you. Most of the time, I had my face buried in the cushions to stifle my screams under your monster dick.”

I laugh. It is true. It takes a lot of courage to take my thick cock up the ass.

“But you took me heroically, baby,” I comment with a wink.

“Man, I did. How I did!” Roland sighs, a wistful expression on his face. “But,” he continues, his voice turning husky, “when I saw the way you fucked me on screen today, Jesus, it was hotter than when I was actually getting plowed. I loved the way your ass muscles rippled with every thrust as you pounded me.”

“The cameraman did a great job, didn’t he?” I smile.

“He sure did. Lucky him. He must have gotten horny as hell watching you fuck. Boy, how I wish I could just sit back and do the same, in real. I would cum in my pants!” Roland bites his lower lip.

I regard Roland with a different look now. “You mean you want me to fuck somebody while you’re watching and jerking off?”

“Well, that, yea,” Roland confesses. “But I wouldn’t just be watching. Eddie, I would be eating that hairy ass of yours like crazy as you pounded the other guy.”

I remember that Roland used to be quite jealous when we were in a relationship, especially when I watched hot guys walking by.

“What happened to your jealousy, then?” I taunt him with a sly smile.

“You’re not mine anymore, Eddie,” he smiles back and winks. “Besides, the camera guy is hot.”

“Yea? Do you think he is gay?” I ask, pretending not to know.

“Most everyone on the set is gay.”

“Did you do him?” I probe.

Roland hesitates, looks down at his cup of coffee, and nods.

“But he was gawking at you,” Roland bites his lower lip.

“Set it up,” I say staring seriously into Roland’s sexy eyes.

“Huh?”

“Set it up,” I repeat. “Let’s make your fantasy come true.”

Of course, I already know that the camera man is gay, and that he has offered me his ass, and that I have told him I’d do him anytime. What Roland doesn’t know, though, is that I am planning to fuck the camera man in front of an audience of one, of my ex Roland!

I feel that it would be a new experience for me: performing in front of a live audience. This makes me excited and my cock automatically responds by stretching the fabric of my jeans. Yes, it would be extremely erotic fucking a guy while another guy watches my ass—eats my ass.

Roland reflects but it doesn’t take him long to make up his mind. “Ok.”

And that is that. I would wait for Roland to call.

“Guess what, Ed?” Roland sounds excited on the phone the next day.

“What?” I say, although I sort of know what he is going to say.

“You’re on, baby.”

“Ok.”

“Ok? Fuck, Eddie, this is way beyond hot. I’ve been walking with a hard on the second Mickey agreed. He has the hots for you, something fierce. He doesn’t give a shit if there was someone else watching, as long as he gets his ass plowed, by you.”

“Ok, Roland. So where? When?”

“Now, you hot fuck. My place. Get your ass over here.”

When I walk into Roland’s apartment some fifteen minutes later, I am greeted with the two men already in underwear. They’ve been making out and their erections are evident.

“Started without me?” I ask as I approach them.

“Getting ready for you, hot lover,” Roland smiles, licking his lip.

Mickey just nods at me, looking me over from head to toe.

“It’s a change seeing you all dressed up, Ed,” Mickey finally says mischievously, rubbing his dick and balls.

“And you would like this to be changed?” I retort, keeping up the charade, rubbing my own crotch seductively.

“Hey, boys,” Roland says. “This is so vulgar. Stop it. Just get fucking naked. That’s more normal.”

We all laugh. Erections are all over the place, more than ready for action. Mickey looks definitely hot and I am really looking forward to fucking him. His body is lean and fit, no chest hair. I have visualized his butt to be firm and fuzzy. My cock strains inside my clothes in anticipation.

Slowly, I strip naked. My cock stands up at an angle, throbbing, majestic, needing to fuck.

Both men are on their knees in front of me. Electricity shoots throughout my body as I feel the two pairs of lips working on my genitals. I don’t care who is sucking what. My whole crotch area is covered with warm, wet, hungry mouths. I spread my legs and feel a tongue at the back of my balls, up into my crack, slurping.

Looking down, I watch Mickey sucking me. He is desperately trying to swallow my hard meat. I’m not small, to say the least. Mickey is having some difficulty in taking the whole 20 centimeters (8 inches) of hard man rod down his throat. I hold his head with both hands and thrust into his mouth, needing for the whole of my cock to be buried deep. Naturally, Mickey gags and coughs but he never lets go. The guy is hungry. Finally, I am able to push all the way in and grind my thick pubes against his face. I could feel his hot breath in my crotch, giving me the shivers.

Roland is eating my ass all this time. He too is hungry. When we were together, he would rim me every now and then, but today he has more vigor, more hunger. His tongue flicks and pushes at my hole, his hands holding onto my upper thighs. His breathing comes fast and warm into my crack. My shivering increases. I know that it wouldn’t take long for me to drop a load.

“Hold on, boys,” I pull away regretfully. “Not so fast. Let’s take it easy.”

Mickey and Roland get up, also with a regretful look on their faces, their lips glistening with spit. We stand in the middle of the room and we kiss. I think I detect a little of my pre-cum off of Mickey’s lips. The two guys are stroking each other, but I don’t dare touch myself for fear of ejaculation. It is too early for that, although I could always do three or four shoots in a row. I want to prolong this as much as I could.

The three of us are moaning with lust.

“You ready?” I say into Mickey’s ear as I nibble at it, as soon as I feel my load receding back into my nuts.

“Oh, yea, fuck, oh fuck, yes, man, yea,” he mutters uncontrollably. The guy is really desperate for my cock to enter him.

“The bedroom,” Roland croaks, still stroking his dick. He is jumping with anticipation. I have never seen Roland so excited throughout our 4-month relationship.

Mickey lies on his back on the double bed, spreading his legs, almost panting with lust. He holds his butt cheeks with both hands and pulls them apart exposing his rosebud, already twitching. The man is dying for cock, and mine is pulsating crazily as I ready myself with some lube considerately provided by my ex-lover.

Roland plops down on an armchair placed near the foot of the bed, also panting, anticipating, pinching one of his nipples with one hand, and running the other hand up and down his balls and crack, his cock quivering.

Raising Mickey’s legs high, holding him by the thighs, I bend over and eat his ass for a minute or so. I apply a lot of spit and make sure to prepare the guy. I know that my big cock would hurt him, so I try my best to set him at ease so that he would relax his rim muscle for my penetration.

“Let’s go,” Roland moans from behind. “Fuck his ass. Ed, fuck him, man.”

I look back at Roland and wink, fisting my dick, as he strokes his own cock slowly, his face turning pink, beads of sweat already appearing on his forehead. To Roland’s surprise, I let go of Mickey’s thighs, turn around, take a few steps toward Roland, and slap his face with my hard cock, wet with spit and lube. He moans and makes to suck it. But I draw back, teasing, and then again step up and slap his face cheek one more time.

“Ed,” Roland moans. “Please, Ed. Fuck him. Let me suck you, Please, Ed. I’m dying.”

I could notice his eyes tearing up. As an act of mercy, I hold his chin and ram my slimy cock down his throat once, and then I turn back to Mickey, who is holding his legs up, ass waiting.

Kneeling on the bed between Mickey’s spread thighs, my back to Roland who I could hear audibly panting, I place my cock at the puckered, inviting hole. Mickey reaches down and grabs my cock shaft, guiding me into him. I apply pressure and penetrate, raising Mickey’s butt so that Roland could watch me enter him.

I could hear Roland inhale. Mickey grunts at the invasion but holds, still grabbing my shaft. More centimeters slide inside his tight hole. I keep the steady pressure as Mickey lets go of my penetrating cock until it am buried, head, ridge and hard shaft. I lie on top of him, not moving, finding his lips, kissing him, feeling the squeeze around the base of my cock, giving him the chance to stretch for the girth. I feel Roland’s eyes boring into my back.

“Fuck him. Fuck him. Fuckhimfuckhimfuckhiiiim,” low and lustful, coming from Roland, pleading, whimpering.

Still with my full weight on Mickey, I move. Slowly. Using my hips only. Out till just the head, and then back all the way in.

“Fuckohfuck,” from Roland. “Oh fuck, the ass muscle, Ed. Fuck, fucking beautiful. Ahhh Eddie, amazing. Ass muscle stretching around your dick. Oh, God. Fuck! Fuck! Mickey, you bitch! Ed’s cock’s inside your fucking pussy!”

Then I start to move faster. Mickey is moaning and meeting my thrusts by pushing back onto me. I feel Roland’s hands on my fuzzy butt. He is kneading, goading, giving me an amazing feeling as I fuck Mickey harder and faster. Then I feel the wet, warm tongue on my ass. It is incredible how Roland moves his face in rhythm with my fucking. There is no mistaking the spit slithering down my crack onto my bouncing balls. With every pull out of Mickey’s ass, I feel the tongue tip probing my opening hole. I grunt out loud.

A finger. Inside my rim muscle, turning. I am getting wild, my thrusts deeper now, almost vicious. I have thought that Roland would distract me while I fuck. Instead, his wet mouth and probing finger make me go crazy. Every nerve in my body is now concentrated around my throbbing cock, my churning balls and my burning ass.

Soon, I start to feel the buildup in my nuts as I pump into Mickey. I know it isn’t going to be long before I explode. Suddenly, I feel something warm hit the small of my back, seeping down into my crack, to the back of my balls. Like streams of warm fluid. I realize that Roland has just shot his seed onto my back. This brings me over the edge.

It is perhaps one of the most intense ejaculations I have ever had. There is no description to the shakes that rack my body. My nuts keep dumping seed into Mickey, spurting deep, as if forever. Roland is working my ass hole violently with his finger, now slimy and slippery with his jizz, when he realizes I am ejaculating, my sphincter squeezing around the probing finger.

“Oh my God,” I faintly hear Roland from behind me as I shoot my juice in Mickey’s ass. “Ed, my God, your ass. Ed, Jeeeeeessus.”

With the last squirt ejected through my quivering cock, I slump down on top of Mickey, our body-sweat mixing. His still-hard dick is throbbing against my abs and under my belly. I kiss him as my breathing begins to settle, grinding on top of him, my cock flexing inside him. Roland has climbed on top of us and is licking the back of my neck. I could feel his slimy dick in my crack. I know that Roland is a bottom, so I am surprised that he is enjoying humping me.

“Ed, fuck,” Roland is mumbling in my ear as he humps me. “Ed, you hot fucker. Ed, fuck me, please. Now, Ed. I can’t stand it. Fuck my fucking ass. Come on baby, please. Shit, Ed, your manly ass. My God. Fuck me. I know you can do it. Fuck me, stud.”

I manage to slip my cock out of Mickey’s ass, and myself away from having been sandwiched by the two guys. Roland is already on fours, his ass up and inviting, looking pleadingly sideways at me.

I have already regained an erection and I immediately ride Roland’s offered ass, ramming into him without preparation, without warning, ripping through his fuck hole with force. Roland screams. Mickey crawls under me and starts slurping on my hairy balls as I pound Mickey’s ass. Because of all the eroticism, perhaps the rough fucking, I cum very quickly, emptying another full load into Roland. In my peripheral vision I notice ropes of cum out of Mickey’s dick as he is sprawled under me eating my balls and crack.

The three of us lie on the bed, side by side, breathing hard, all sweaty, exhausted, trying to get back to normalcy. I have never experienced such a high level of sexual satisfaction before.

“What a stud!” Mickey mumbles, stroking the inside of my thigh. “What a fucking stud!”

I beam with pride. Not that I am a self-glorifying person. It is just that hearing this, right after a couple of nuts, makes my day.

“You can say that again,” Roland agrees, his hand placed lightly, lovingly, on my now soft dick, all slimy and wet.

“Come on, you guys,” I say trying to sound humble. “It was just a fuck. Your tight man pussies made it so hot.”

“You’re such a fucking stud. My God! My ass is still fucking stretched,” Roland says. “How come you had never fucked me like this when we were together?”

I laugh. “Maybe it’s the audience?” I ask flippantly.

“Shit,” says Mickey joining my laughter, still holding my dick. “I will get the whole shooting crew with me next time, if audience is what keeps you going.”

I am erecting again. My nuts are tingling. I want more.

“Suck my cock,” I order Mickey. I know he’s been hankering to eat my meat.

As if he needs any invitation! In seconds he is slobbering on me, my cock hardening in his sucking mouth. It doesn’t take Roland any persuasion to join in either, and with gusto. Neither man minds that my cock has been up their shit holes. They suck cock!

Roland and Mickey start to take turns on my dick and balls as I lie on my back, my legs stretched wide, engulfed in the sensations of being serviced. My hands are in their hair, pushing their heads down, goading them, making them swallow my meat and balls.

When I cum I splatter both their faces with white, creamy semen. They lick and kiss and grunt, cleaning me off, licking all the seed, and then sharing it with each other as I look down at them and watch them consuming my third load in less than an hour.

My audience! I heave, close my eyes, and drop into sleep with the two men at my side, knowing full well that I am going to fuck them again and again.

And I do.