Good Morning Dallas-Fort Worth
Meet some of the characters
Matt:
We had a great weekend in the hill country but after returning home, we realize we are worn-out. The change of routine took more energy that we realized at the time.
I phone Molly, my assistant news director, to find out how things went while Bradley and I were away. Then, a call to Jason who was working all weekend and will tell me the reality of the situation. He says things were pretty normal all weekend. Then I punch the speed dial number for Olivia our new assignments editor from New York and her girlfriend, producer Emily Davis. They tell us everything is ‘go’ for tomorrow morning. I’m too tired to talk with the energetic Mr. Tom, so I end him a message telling him we’re back and that we have checked in with the crew and everything is ready for the morning time. I promise an after-action report on our recommendations for the winery by COB Monday and I suggest he and I get together Monday after he reads the report and talk face to face about the winery.
Emily is producing the 5:00 to 6:00 AM segment of the morning show on location the first week to have better control over the live TV production, such as camera angles, locations and other fine tuning she will do there. She says something to consider is hiring an intern, perhaps someone studying film at a local college, to be on-site while she, Emily, will produce the show by directing the mixing of video and audio sources in the control room. Emily reminds me that the main camera will be a single one but the two HD cellphones in the satellite package can be used for wide shots and maybe to catch the sunrise live. All remote cameras are already fed into the control room switcher simultaneously to provide backup for live remote feeds and can also be used for the morning show.
Emily says, ‘We can discuss all of that later, once we get the first show under our belts. I picked the best camera operator for the remote hour and he did very well during rehearsals. We recorded all of the rehearsals and I have the digital files on an in-house server so you can review them if you wish. I didn’t fuck with the personality line-up; it’s the one you setup.’
I think to myself that the only thing I really want to know about right now regarding what goes on the air Monday morning is whether or not everything is ready and everyone tells me we are all set for the maiden voyage. Bradley and I will watch from my office as viewers who won’t know what comes next.
“Bradley, we need to get to bed early night tonight so we can get up at 3:00 on tomorrow, be at the station by 4:00 and make sure everyone understands we are there only to help in any way we can.
Now, I will make a light dinner of soup and sandwiches and then we should go to bed. As exhausted as we are from our time at the cabin and winery a lite dinner should be enough.”
In the bedroom as we undress, Bradley looks at me feigning a serious facial expression and says, “I hope you can restrain yourself and leave my dick alone so we can get some sleep.”
“Me? You are the horny one in the family, dear husband. That big dick of yours stays hard and is always looking for a way to get a nut. Maybe I should cut you off from sex to remind you who’s the oversexed one.”
“Dude, I was fucking joking, you know that, right?”
“Darlin’ I am joking, too, you know that, right? We can’t keep our hands off each other and I say that with all seriousness. We can do some quick hand jobs in the shower but right now we need to sleep.”
I open my eyes to get one final look at my Bradley, before going to sleep. I don’t believe it. But on second thought, maybe I DO believe it. He has his dick in his hand stroking very, very slowly. Poor baby. The sight is giving me a hard-on, so I quickly turn away from watching and slowly go to sleep.
The 3:00 AM alarm rings, rings, rings. Fuck I hate it. Too fucking early. But I think about the reason we are getting up so early and the excitement gives me the strength to jump out of bed and wake Bradley. I head for the bathroom and Bradley stumbles behind me.
Bradley:
I am not designed for these fucking early morning hours, but I manage to turn on the water. Matt quickly grabs my hard cock; yeah, as Matt says, I’m hard most of the time, half-hard at least. I reach over and grab Matt’s smaller tool and we give each other some serious strokes.
“We gotta make this quick, Matt. Make me come.”
“Come for me Bradley. Come right now. Give me that hot cum.“ I drop to my knees and tilt my face upward. He knows what I want and coming on my face always winds him up.
“goddammit! I’m gonna coat your beautiful face with my big load. Fuuuucckkk!” I spread the thick cum around Matt’s face with my shiny, bulging cockhead.
Matt laughs and says with a chuckle as he stands quickly, “You fucking pig. But I’m guilty as charged.”
We hug briefly and then rush into getting bodies clean.
Matt:
I make toast and coffee while Bradley wakes Marty to tell him that we are leaving soon.
We have already talked to the boys about being alone for a short time until Carmen comes in early to be here for them. She should be here at 5:00.
We plan on driving to work in my car without getting Carlos out of bed in the middle of the night. As we are getting our office work things together, the doorbell rings.
“Fuck, who can that be.” I open the door and there stands Carlos, looking a little sleepy.
“I don’t want you guys to have to deal with driving because you have so much on your mind this morning.”
“Carlos, we appreciate you being here for us, but we could have taken care of ourselves for once.”
“Nonsense. Ready?”
Bradley walks into the living room. “Carlos!”
“Let’s go guys,” Carlos suggests. “Gotta get you to the very busy TV station.”
During the drive, Carlos asks us our impression of the winery. We tell him we think the place looks pretty shabby and is in need of repair and freshening. He says that is also his reaction and he has been there more than once with Mr. Tom so he saw more than we did.
Carlos turns his head toward the back and says, “I want to thank you guys for the time we spent together at the cabin and the delicious food. I know you guys, but Luis was quite taken by you two as I was when we first met. He is surprised at how unpretentious you guys are and says you give him a lot of hope for our future. He fell in love with Marty and Bobby and says they helped him to make a decision about kids and he definitely wants to have them.”
“That is so good to hear. Thanks for telling us,” I say. Bradley suggests we spend more time together when we can arrange it.
We we arrive at channel 13, outside security waves us through and we rush into the channel 13 building. The inside security men are a bit slow this morning but after Bradley tells them we need to get to the studio area quickly, they apologize and let us pass.
We speed-walk toward the studio-control room complex where we find somewhat hectic last-minute discussions about various aspects of TV production. Bradley and I explain that we are here to help but will stay in my office to watch the show and wait for a call for help should help be needed. They thank us and eagerly return to business at hand.
Bradley goes to his office to retrieve some things he can work on while we watch the show in my office.
Time seems to drag on until 5:00 o’clock and at one-minute before the top of the hour, Bradley and I stare from the clock to the TV monitor mounted on the wall. Clock, TV, clock,TV.......
At 4:59:30 a bright, brassy orchestra with a peppy chorus sings about ‘there’s something new, down here in D-F-W, it’s the all-new channel 13 Morning Show.’
I look at Bradley, surprised because I hadn’t heard that jingle before. “Did you do that? Sounds great and very fitting for this moment.”
“Yeah, I produced that with a LOT of help from AI.”
A deep voice says, ‘this is channel 13 serving Dallas-Fort Worth.’
“That’s also AI,” Bradley offers.
Then the mayors of Dallas and Fort Worth appear in a video and shout in unison, “Gooood morning, Dallas-Fort Worth!”
The country music theme starts with a wide shot of Farmer Jim’s building showing a few cows, credits roll introducing ‘Farmer Jim and Friends.’
A quick dissolve from a scene wide-shot from the HD cellphone tripod-mounted camera, to the single moving camera showing Jim standing and smiling so warmly. He waves at the camera, music fades...... ”Good morning yawl, Farmer Jim Neal here, coming to you live from my farm. I know some of you tuned in for that 20-year-old cop show you used to see at this time. Wait, I stand corrected in that, I’m told, we don’t call old TV shows what they are: old. I’m further informed that old TV shows are called, vintage television.”
Jim continues to talk about what awaits viewers in this first hour of the all-new Channel 13 Morning Show when suddenly a woman’s voice, off-camera, says “Darlin’ why do you have all this light on so bright. It shines through my bedroom window and the brightness keeps me awake.”
This anonymous woman walks into the camera frame, dressed in a bathrobe with curlers in her hair.
Jim refers to her as ‘Momma’ and explains that we are doing live TV.
Bradley leans forward in his chair and says, “What the fuck?”
I tell him, “Hold on, they might be into something good.”
When Jim tells momma she’s on live TV, she grabs her chest and smiles really big and says, “Well if you had told me you were gonna do live TV I woulda done my hair.” Momma hams it up and after a minute or so she cleverly exits and farmer Jim talks about his farmland.
We watch the news update, followed by a drone fly-over the sparse freeway traffic; the traffic reporter notes the light traffic and says by next hour the traffic flow daily nightmare should begin to get a bit more serious as more of DFW residents awaken to a new day.
Farmer Jim tells viewers that later this week during another Morning Show hour a special musical guest will appear. “The band is called Texas Lightning. Texas Lightning from Germany and are performing in selected US cities, including Dallas, and they’ll be in our downtown studios to perform their hit single from a few years ago, ‘No, No, Never.’ But, we wanna give you a preview of the Texas Lightning song here and now. This is their live performance when they appeared on the Eurovision Song Contest stage. If this doesn’t get you out of bed, nothing else will.”
Coming out of the video, Jim tells the viewers, “Texas Lighting live on the Channel 13 Morning Show during the 7:00 o’clock hour this Thursday.”
“Bradley, this hour will definitely click. I have been apprehensive about doing so much at five o’clock in the morning but I think this hour will do better than expected for the time of day Farmer Jim appears to be an on-camera natural.”
Farmer Jim talks about crazy things he has witnessed that cause him to scratch his head and then says, that he loves surprises and he is gonna surprise a friend and make a call to Sally Mae who works at Bubba’s Truck Stop. The camera looks over his shoulder at the laptop video screen as he places a video call. Sally Mae answers truly surprised and Jim right away tells her that she is on live TV on channel 13 to warn her about using her salty language on TV.
They chat for a few minutes and she says her grandson was among a first-grade class that took a field trip to Farmer Jim’s place a few weeks ago and he was so excited after he got back that he could hardly contain himself. Jim says he hopes her grandson is not the kid who asked where the milk trees grow.
Sally laughs and says, “Jim you’re making that up.”
He says, “No, a kid asked about the milk trees, where the milk cartons grow.”
Sally says, “Jim you are fibbing now. No kid is gonna ask a question like that. What did you tell the kid?”
Jim says “I told the kid to ask his dad about milk trees. The kid says he will and the farm tour continues.”
Sally Mae calls the boss over, and when he sees Jim on the laptop he says, “Today they’ll put anyone on TV.” Sally, Jim and Bubba have a great laugh and Bubba says” Jim you know we love you, buddy. All the best on your TV show.”
The quick video call ends after a couple of minutes of clowning around.
Jim says this hour will have an important guest on Tuesday. Dr. Dorothy Jean, the vet who keeps his animals and those of other farmers in the area in a safe and healthy status will join us. Then up comes another country music video. “Shotgun Rider” by Tim McGraw.
Coming out of the video Jim is sipping on a cup of a coffee when he gets a video call from Patsy Ruth who is known to gossip.
Says she just wanted to say Hi and congratulates Jim on being on TV. Jokingly she says,” I didn’t think you’re smart enough to be on TV.”
Jim says, “I’m not as dumb as I look.”
Patsy Ruth, quips, “How could you be.”
Jim says he walked right into that one and doesn’t have a comeback for that remark that he can use on live TV.
Patsy Ruth parks her car in an affluent Dallas neighborhood and whispers loudly that she has heard that a 10th grader out here told his parents he’s gay and they kicked him out of the house and cut off all financial support. He went to a friend’s house and was able to stay there for a while.
She says, “I think he is still with the family of his best friend. His parents have tried to hush that up but you know how that is.”
The show is nearing the end of its premier edition.
Jim tells the viewer’s he will see them tomorrow and to stay tuned now for hour number two of the morning show with hosts Dan Brown & Molly Schmidt.
Theme in and out to time. That deep voice from earlier reminds everyone that all portions of the Channel 13 Morning Show, from 5 to 10 AM are copyrighted and no portion of the show can be used without the written consent of the Channel 13 Dallas, Inc. news director.
I am speechless and after one short commercial we are already into hour number two. The hour contains the usual elements of news, weather, traffic report and a guest or two.
Molly and Dan wave goodbye and another hour goes by quickly.
Hour number three hosts are: Former channel 12 news co-anchor Barbara Boyd, now on channel 13, and Molly Schmidt
Hour number four at 8:00 hosts: Dan Brown returns with Barbara Boyd.
Much of the shows contents are repetitive because each hour is designed with the knowledge that people are waking up and different times, we lose some viewers while gaining new ones.
“Bradley, I am speechless. This is more than I expected. I couldn’t have wished for more. The crew has built quite a professional show based on an very limited budget.”
“Your concept has been turned into something really slick and nice. No one else can get by with saying this so I will say it. They took your idea and without any direct help from you created something you can be proud of. I hope Mr. Tom saw the whole thing. You should go down to the studio and control room and shake hands individually and give them a genuine ‘thank you.’ I know I didn’t have to remind you of that but your show of gratitude should not get buried in the excitement of the day.”
I look at Bradley, hug him tightly. “Thanks babe. You always keep me balanced. I love you, Bradley.”
At that very moment, my phone rings. ‘Heads up, Mr. Tom is in the building.’
“Thanks,” I say into the phone. “That was security saying Mr. Tom is in the building.”
A knock at my office door frame and a voice says, “May I come in.”
“Mr. Tom,” I say with a face-breaking smile.
He shakes hands with Bradley and me and says, “Thanks cannot come close to what I am feeling right now. I know nothing about TV but that four-hour morning show is more than I could have envisioned. I always thought something that good could only be done by the rich guys in New York or LA. Certainly no other TV station in the state of Texas has ever done anything so outstanding. I checked and found that you didn’t break your bank account either because I was ready with more cash if you needed it. You guys have really gone beyond duty. I actually needed you to go to the winery for me and I took that opportunity to get you out of town so you crew could do this without direct help from you. The plan is to gradually give you more responsibility over everything so now have a great crew and they should be given more of the day-to-day operation at the TV station. You have given them a crackerjack concept and they returned to you more than I expected they would. You have to be proud of them.”
I looked at Bradley, who is good at reading my thoughts, and he nodded once in agreement.
“I don’t know how you guys accomplished this without spending a lot more money,” Mr. Tom says. “As far as this TV operation goes, you have truly made chicken salad out of chicken shit.”
The three of us laughed but at the same time Bradley and I were feeling pretty good about how the crew performed. Mr. Tom was beaming with pride.
“Mr. Tom, we were here for the entire show and were just on our way to individually thank each person involved in the show today and we would like you to go with us and shake hands and thank them. It will mean much more coming from you.”
“Guys, I’m flattered that you want to share your place in the spotlight with me. Damn right and I’m grateful for the opportunity to do it.”
The barebones crew in the control room is the person who operates the audio console, the director who operates the video switcher, the script person is a time keeper who keeps track of where they are in the show’s lineup and watches timing to keep things on schedule. The producer would normally be in the control room also but she is on location this week to get things going on hour one from Farmer Jim and Friends locked down. This is a typical skeleton crew for a local TV station while in a live broadcast.
Mr. Tom goes first, me and then Bradley. We shake hands with all of them.
In the studio are all the hosts and we thank them and wish them continuing success at channel 13.
Mr. Tom turns to Barbara Boyd and says, “I never in my wildest dreams ever thought I would see you on channel 13 TV. You are just as beautiful as ever.”
She’s the most beautiful black woman I have ever seen. She knows a lot about makeup for black women and is getting her own cosmetics company started. She uses makeup to take advantage of the studio lights to enhance her appearance. Beautiful.
Mr. Tom approaches Molly and says we are lucky to have such a multi-tasking TV personality. Perfect assignments editor and now sparkling morning show co-host. Thank you, Molly.
He turns to Dan, the former news director and says, “Thanks Dan, glad you decided to hang around with all the changes we’ve made.”
When I replaced Dan as the news director, I kept him around because, after getting to know him, I became convinced he would be really good on a morning show. I have held him in reserve until the morning show was revamped, creating a place for him to shine and not be saddled with the “getting fired” label. Dam seems very pleased to see that even though Mr. Tom hired me to replace him, there are no hard feelings all around.
Before the day is over, we have several companies wanting to advertise in the 5:00 AM hour. We could get the kids on the weekend and ask them a simple question for young kids, like where does chocolate milk come from. Farmer Jim told Emily that one kid on the class field trip to the farm a few weeks ago believes chocolate milk is created by feeding the cows cocoa. She discusses these things with me because she says I have a great knack for understanding what works and what doesn’t. I’m flattered.
Bradley goes to his office and I return to mine. To tell the truth, I hadn’t thought much about how the audience would react to the morning show except to hope they would tune in and watch and that we could make their day better.
The viewers had other things in mind. My phone rings. “Hello?”
‘Mr. Walker, this is John at security out front and there’s something out here that you need to see.”
“I’ll be right out.” I grab my phone and rush out the front door into the warm Dallas morning. The front of the building is covered nearly three feet high with flowers of every color and description. ‘Thanks,’ ‘Congats,’ countless messages attached to the blossoms. We had something similar to this when Barbara Boyd first appeared on camera here on channel 13 as we showed her off on the air to let people know she is now with us. But, this reaction so quickly to the morning show is way beyond that.
The security guard who phoned me few minutes ago says, “From people on their way to work and other early risers.”
I snap a picture and send it to Mr. Tom. He messages back with a big smiley and a single word, “Thanks.”
We should all remember that when Mr. Tom hired Bradley and me, and the others who moved to channel 13 with us, that this station’s early evening news was consistently at the bottom of the ratings for Dallas-Fort worth. I had number one ratings at channel 12 and the move worked for channel 13 because we quickly took and have held the number one slot and have kept that position every fucking every week night.
Bradley and I talk about going home early today, but Bradley says that members of the studio and control room crew have been here since before we arrived and we can’t be any more exhausted than they are. I agree and we get busy with work. “Thanks, babe, for pointing that out.
Each day of this first week of the Morning Show just gets better. Things look smoother and more natural on the air as the crew members find their place in the production. Friday arrives and after the final hour of the show is done, I’m there with works of congratulations and thanks and a reminder about the Saturday cookout at our house. I explain that this party will be exclusively for them. No TV staff, neighbors, friends. I ask them, if they bring a guest, to please bring only one. We want the crew to be able to engage in hours of shop talk and get to understand each other better.
Only beer and wine will be served, no hard alcohol because of our kids and because we want to prevent any negative events that will adversely affect things between crew members, a couple of guys who already have no love for each other.
We have a mixed case of wine from Mr. Tom’s winery. The wine is not all that great but it’s good, just not great. Yet. And, even though Mr. Tom’s beer brewery cannot keep up with the demand for his beer, he managed to score a few cases for this cookout. The beer is excellent and is made from high quality ingredients not usually found in the rest of the mass brewery products.
Bradley and I put things away in our offices and prepare to leave for home. Carlos drives us and while underway tells us he has heard from so many people who like the new morning show. Bradley takes my hand and puts in on his crotch so I can feel how horny he is. I give his hard-on a firm squeeze eliciting a low moan from him. We’ve been so busy we’ve avoided as much sex as we usually have and I am as horny as Bradley is.
At home the boys run to us as we walk through the door. Carmen greets us saying she took the liberty of making dinner for us. Yeah, delicious homemade Mexican food: tacos, orange salad, Mexican rice and at my plate and Bradley’s is a shot glass of tequila.
“Carmen thank you so much for making dinner. That’s very sweet of you,” I tell her.
She responds with a big smile and says, “My pleasure. I think you two must be pretty exhausted with the busy week at work. So, I offer a little meal to make your evening nicer.”
Bradley:
“You’re a lifesaver, Carmen. Thank you so much,” Bradley adds
We bid Carmen a pleasant evening and she departs for home and the four of us sit down to eat.
I look toward the boys and ask them how their day has been.
Marty says excitedly, “Carmen took us out for ice cream and a long walk. It was nice.”
Bobby adds, “I had chocolate and it was so good. Yummy.”
“Carmen read us a Spanish story and we discussed it in Spanish. We had a lot of fun,” Marty says.
We pretty much ate everything Carmen had prepared for our dinner. As soon as we were finished, the boys asked if they could go to their room and read some more Spanish myths.
Bradley and I clean the dishes a little before putting them in the dishwasher and go to the couch to relax and to discuss tomorrow’s party for the morning show crew. We are pretty tired ant go to bed very early for a Friday night.
Clothes come off quickly and we climb into bed. I’m naked while Matt wears the day’s underwear. I kneel between Matt’s legs and gently put both hands on his boxers and slide them down his legs and off his body. I put his underwear against my face and inhale his scent and day-long sweat. I rub the boxers on my crotch and then press them on Matt’s face and get rid of them over my shoulder onto the floor.
I lean down and give Matt a wet, sloppy tongue probing, lengthy kiss. He kisses me back, his hard cock pressing against my balls. I raise up on my knees, Matt’s legs extended on either side of my hips. I pull him up into a sitting position, his arms wrapped around my back, chest pressing against chest. We hungrily kiss getting hornier by the second. I put him back down and tell him, “Get on all fours so I can eat and tongue-fuck your asshole.” He loves it when I talk dirty to him. He says it makes him feel like a slut and dominated. “Do not come while I’m eating your fuck hole. Do not! If you do, I will punish you.” He moans and lets out a little squeal of excitement. His dick bobs with horniness. If you come without my permission, I will lock up you dick in a cock cage so I can control if and when you come. My dick up your ass will make you come, not your fucking hand.”
Matt begs, “Fuck, Bradley, fuck me, fuck me, please.”
“Do you think this is about you?”
“No, I just need you to use me like you enjoy, take your pleasure from me, fuck me to come in my hole, please. Please.”
I put each index finger in his asshole and pull him open. I slide a couple of inches of my cock in quickly and at the same time pull my fingers out, causing his hole to slam shut around my thick cock. I push balls deep as fast as I can and remain still so he can get accustomed to the full feeling.
Matt is breathing hard, squirming a little, then pushing back onto my hardness. That’s his way of telling me that he is ready for a real fucking. “Yes, yes, Bradley, fuck my anxiety away, fuck me hard and deep....just fuck me like only you know how to do.”
“I try to please, husband.” I start slow and speed up until I am slamming into him and he loves it. He is such a hungry sexy man, my man, the man who makes my world what it is. He IS my world.
“Bradley, may I come, I need your cum inside me. Please let me come.”
“I’m ready too, babe. Come with me.” We work hard to get to that volcanic orgasm.
Simultaneously, we both spasm heavily and shoot loads, mine inside Matt, his load below onto the bed sheets.
With my cock still inside him, I manage to turn him over onto his back. I’m still hard. I lie on top of him and after about five minutes I start slowly moving my hips back and forth, my cock easily moving back and forth inside Matt, his velvety hole, well lubed with my cum. The second fuck will take longer and I enjoy the time it takes to get us both to the point of coming. I feel my balls churning up another quick load. Matt’s hole gripping and releasing its hold on my fuck stick. He starts that little squeal he makes just before he comes. I pump faster and faster to get both of to the edge, preparing to jump off. I come a second time inside my husband and his load shoots on my chest. I can feel the force as his cum shots pound my chest, the white, thick cum running down my chest and onto Matt and the bed sheets. After Matt’s breathing slows, I pull out and roll onto my back.
“Thanks, I needed that and I know you did too, because you are always ready to get off,” Matt says.
He gets up, kneels over me, kisses me and slides down my body to reach my cum-covered cock. He licks and sucks deep to clean me up. This mild-mannered newsman is such a slut and all of our role playing make it just that much hotter.
We both are very relaxed now and Matt turns onto his stomach, snuggles up to my side, puts an arm over his lower chest and we fall asleep in that position, sexually satisfied like always. While drifting off I think of tomorrow’s crew party,
To be continued.....
