Mother Love

The next morning in 1995, Loretta and Matthew took the subway to Times Square and walked to an office building on 43rd Street and 8th Avenue. They were in the reception area of Titan Pictures at 9:45 AM. 

“My son is here to see Mr. Prince.”

“Have a seat, I’ll let Phil know” said the listless young man at the desk as he buzzed, “The 10:00 AM is here…”

They waited for 10 minutes.

“Phil will see you now” said the listless young man to Matthew.

Matthew rose, he went to the office door, opened it and went in.

The shaggy brown haired, bearded and hunky 35-year-old Phil Prince was wearing jeans and a black tank top which showcased his massive biceps.

“Hey, night to meet you” said Phil shaking Matthew’s hand. “Sit over on that couch. I’m going to turn on the camcorder. So, tell me about yourself.”

“I just turned 18, I’m about to graduate from high school and go to Queens College in the fall.”

“Nice. So, you’re gay?”

“Yes, I am.”

“Are you sexually experienced?”

“Very much so.”

“Great. I’m getting a bottom vibe from you, am I right?”

“Yes, you are.”

“Cool, talented new bottoms are always needed. Take your clothes off.”

Matthew stripped and was nude.

“Nice” said Phil as he felt Matthew up, his medium-sized dick was hard. “You have a terrific ass.”

“Thanks.”

“Cool. Okay, how this works is I need to see how you perform on camera, if you have ease and confidence” said Phil as he undid his belt, unzipped and took out his thick seven and half inch cut cock, it was a great specimen as were his hairy balls. “Let’s see what you can do with this.”

“My pleasure, Phil” said Matthew, dropping to his knees. He was now accustomed to this position. So, at 10:15 in the morning, with the sun streaming through the office window, Matthew proceeded to seductively take Phil’s dick in his mouth and started sucking it slowly, and then with fervor. He made eye contact with Phil as he deepthroated his dick, then as he suckled his swaying balls, and then he went back to sucking his dick.

“That’s enough, you have a commanding technique and are so visual! Bend over my desk, I need to see how you are at getting fucked.”

Matthew instantly bent over the desk without a second thought to get fucked by a man he’d just met, that Phil was sexy was an inducement. Phil lubed his pulsing dick and Matthew’s ass. Phil was an experienced cocksman, having fucked a multitude of young guys seeking to break into the porn industry. He rammed his dick in and out of Matthew with precision. Matthew was in ecstasy; he really had grown to enjoy getting fucked in the last few months from his sessions with Mr. Camillo, Miguel, Angel and all the other guys. His dick was on the verge of bursting before Phil pulled out.

Phil presented his cock to Matthew’s face. Matthew sucked it again, he felt it twitching. Phil partially pulled out of Matthew’s mouth, he was swallowing Phil’s cum, Phil’s dick blasted cum on Matthew’s face. This, like everything else was video recorded. 

Phil put on a black velour robe and sat like an emperor behind his desk, Matthew was wrapped in a towel, his face dripped with Phil’s cum.

“Matthew, a lot of boys come in here and think they have what it takes, they don’t. You do, you’re fucking awesome!”

“Thank you, sir!”

“What’s the biggest dick you’ve taken? Our tops are really hung.”

“Oh, Mr. Camillo is eight and half, I handle him once a week.”

“Lucky Mr. Camillo! What’s the greatest number of guys that you’ve taken on in one time?”

“Four.”

“You’re uninhibited, that’s good. Our films often have group scenes.”

“I can do that.”

“I bet you can, I think you have great potential and want to sign you. This is a standard industry contract; it binds you exclusively to Titan Pictures for two years.”

“I’m sorry Phil, I’m not signing anything without consulting my mother.”

Phil was annoyed, but he saw gold in Matthew. He buzzed his phone, “Send Mrs. Delany in.

Loretta walked into the office and sat next to her nude son in a towel with a cum splashed face.

“Mrs. Delany, I’m offering Matthew a standard two-year industry contract.”

“I know about those. He’s not signing anything unless he gets something upfront, we want a signing bonus.”

“We don’t give signing bonuses.”

“Hey, you will for my son, you just auditioned him. It’s written all over your face and his, how satisfied you are with him.”

Phil wrote out a check for $1000 and handed it to Mrs. Delany.

“Oh, Mr. Prince, $5000 is compensatory…”

Phil laughed; he knew when he’d met his match. Clearly, Mrs. Delany was aware of her son’s value. He ripped up the first check and wrote one for $5000. He’d never endured such treatment before, but he had to have Matthew. Matthew signed the contract.

“Nice doing business with you, Mr. Prince” said Loretta, putting the check in her purse.

“We’ll be in touch, Mrs. Delany.”

“Loretta, Phil, we’re going to get be in contact a lot…”

Matthew cleaned up and got dressed. They walked to the big Howard Johnsons on 46th and Broadway to celebrate. They had fried clam sandwiches and though it was only 11:30 AM, each had a glass of Chardonnay. They shared an ice cream sundae.

“He didn’t know what hit him!” laughed Loretta. “Those guys are used to ripping off dumb boys. I showed him! He couldn’t write that check fast enough; he wants you!” Loretta explained the deal, she’d be taking 15% of the signing bonus and of future fees, as any hard-working personal manager would. They went home to Rego Park in triumph.

The next day, Loretta watched from her Bankers Trust branch teller’s window as the grinning Mr. Camillo swaggered over to greet Matthew when he arrived. Mr. Camillo’s erection tented his suit trousers.

“What a pleasant surprise” said Mr. Camillo. “Here, to visit your mother?”

“That too, actually I need to open account.”

“Wonderful! Betty is at lunch; I’d be more than happy to set you up” said Mr. Camillo, leading Matthew to a desk, they sat.

“$5000! I’m impressed” said Mr. Camillo.

“Well, it’s a special opportunity.”

“For a special boy.”

After the paperwork was completed, Matthew was at Loretta’s window, his check was deposited in his new account.

“Loretta, you must be proud of Matthew’s windfall and that he chose us to do his banking” laughed Mr. Camillo who was nearby.

“That I am!” said Loretta.

“Matthew, I need your help. My son is a few years younger than you; his birthday is coming up. Could you come with me to my office and help me pick a gift he might like from some catalogs.”

“Uh, sure Mr. Camillo” they left.

“Stella, I’m going on break” said Loretta as she closed her window.

Oh, that lech! thought Loretta. Going to his office to look at catalogs! Loretta was possessed. She knew what she was doing was crazy, but she couldn’t help it. She’d worked at the branch for fifteen years and knew every inch of it due to fire inspections. She went to the utility staircase and walked up to the crawlspace above the bank, on her hands and knees, she crawled to the area above Mr. Camillo’s office. She lifted and raised up a ceiling tile. Aha! Having gotten a head start of a few minutes, they were at it! In the middle of the morning!

The hairy, chiseled and nude dark-haired Mr. Camillo was seated in his wheelie desk chair with the nude Matthew between his spread legs, his head bobbing up and down. Loretta could see for herself that Mr. Camillo’s cock was as enormous and as a great as Matthew’s journal entry recorded it. It was a thick long slab of olive-hued flesh capped by a stunning head; Mr. Camillo’s bulky hairy balls flowed on the chair. Matthew licked those as well and returned to deepthroating Mr. Camillo’s cock.

Loretta was mesmerized by this lusty spectacle. Matthew’s cute boyish face was stuffed with and hollowed out by Mr. Camillo’s humongous pulsating organ. Matthew’s full sensuous lips caressed Mr. Camillo’s man flesh; Matthew’s athletic tongue lavished that strong column. His eyes were wide, his mouth was flexing, and he was stroking his hard dick as he sucked Mr. Camillo, he was in a state of bliss. Mr. Camillo’s facial expressions as he patted Matthew’s head ranged from sheer joy, a half-sneer and a simple smile of contentment. He was a hung masculine man enjoying the ardent cock worship of a gorgeous boy. He was King of the World.    

Matthew knew it was time, he rose, hopped onto the desk on his back and spread his legs for Mr. Camillo, his enticing ass crack was on view. Mr. Camillo stood in all his nude primal glory, his muscles glistened, and his dick looked even bigger after Matthew’s servicing.

Mr. Camillo reached into his desk, took the lube bottle, sprayed his mighty cock and Matthew’s ass. Mr. Camillo slowly began penetrating Matthew’s ass with his cock as Matthew whelped, his facial expression changed from strain to happiness. Loretta took in the awesome sight of her son’s ass stretching around that incredible organ. It startled and confused her, that it was clearly painful but that it was also pleasurable for Matthew. They’d done it before, and Matthew obviously wasn’t damaged by it. The mysteries of the flesh.

With his extra-large cock buried deep inside Matthew, Mr. Camillo began fucking him with assurance. The two men had a palpable chemistry and a familiar rhythm to their fucking. They grunted and groaned. Matthew was wailing and his hard dick shot off his load of cum that splashed in the air, landing on the desk and on Mr. Camillo. Mr. Camillo kept fucking, then sighed. He pulled out of Matthew’s ass which was now oozing with his cum. Matthew hopped off the desk.

Mr. Camillo lit up two Camels in mouth, like in the movies and handed Matthew one. Mr. Camillo got a bottle of Scotch from his desk and poured out two shots, they sat sipped and smoked. 

“So, what’s going on with all that money?”

“I’m going to be in porn!”

“No shit! Good for you! You got it! Does your mother know?”

“Hell, she set it up!”

“Loretta is a great woman and smart. She should be running this place. I’m here for a year for hands on experience, then I’ll be moving to corporate. I will make sure she replaces me.”

“Gee, thanks Mr. Camillo.”

“Hey, I’d do anything for you” Mr. Camillo said as his finger traced Matthew’s lips.

Loretta closed the ceiling tile, crawled back to the staircase and returned to her window. Shortly, the cleaned up, dressed and beaming Mr. Camillo and Matthew were at her window. Matthew looked perfectly normal, his body language did not betray the fact that his mouth and ass had just been savaged by Mr. Camillo’s remarkable dick. Indeed, he was animated from it. Mr. Camillo was so cocky in his dark suit, his trousers showed off the outline of his sated considerable genitalia.

“Loretta, Matthew was a big help, I know what to get my son.”

“He’s on the ball.”

“I’m going home.”

“See you for dinner.”

“It was great seeing you today, thanks again.”

“It was a pleasure to help you, Mr. Camillo.”