Role Reversal

Hi, I'm Paul, 35, 5'8", 34" waist, size 9 shoes, 6" dick. All bang average, except for my job. I shoot gay porn films and stills that you guys wank over in mags and vids. A few years ago, the company bought a large ex-holiday camp. I have the use of a 2-bed bungalow on site, The chalets are now apartments for staff and models. The entertainment complex is now studios. Lounges, bedrooms, kitchens etc. Upstairs are the management offices, screen and story writers, editing suite and hairdressers/make-up, which is run by George, who shares the bungalow. Behind the studios is a large warehouse holding props to make the films realistic, together with wardrobes full of costumes. Also on site is a gym and pool with interconnecting showers and changing rooms. The complex has extensive grounds, giving seclusion from the outside world. George sees to every aspect of the model's looks, is their confidant and agony uncle. My job isn't always great, set/ lighting changes, guys cumming too quick, continuity and so on. One scene can take all day. Though I do spend my life surrounded by drop dead gorgeous hunks. 

One day, George and I were called into the office, The boss wanted a documentary, following a couple of models, to use for recruitment. To do this, we were to have two of the boys stop with us for a couple of days, along with another cameraman, taking candid pictures of the 4 of us. The bungalow would be fitted out with cameras everywhere. We weren't happy, but had no choice and went off to organise things. I called the warehouse to get a single bed and bedding and sectioned off a corner of the lounge. A team of electricians arrived and fitted cameras. 

Unbeknown to us, the models were given a completely different remit. They were called together. Zac and Caleb were picked out. Zac is a tall Croatian with a swimmer's build, Blue eyes and a mop of unkempt blond hair. George had the pleasure of shaving the rest of him. Caleb is Peurto Rican, dark olive skin, close-cropped hair, a goatee, trimmed chest hair and a thick bush, which George has trimmed into a neat semi circle. Under that was a nearly black, fat, pendulous cock. They were told to have 2 days of independence. Enjoy themselves with us, doing what they liked, knowing it was being filmed.

10 am next day, the boys and cameraman arrived. We welcomed them in, showed the cameraman his bed and led the guys to George's room, that they would share. Over coffee, we decided that as the weather was fantastic, we'd have a mooch round the nearby town, grab lunch, then go to the beach. We set off, the cameraman following separately, so he could get his pics. We wandered through town, had lunch at a pavement cafe, before heading to the beach. Once there the boys were stripped to their speedos in no time and frolicking in the waves like kids. They beckoned us to join them. We had no option, but to strip to our boxers and run into the water. After a while, we sunbathed. The boys sat on the hull of an upturned rowing boat, kissing and cuddling till their dicks were out of their speedos, precum glistening in the sun. I had to remind them that it was a public beach, so please cover up. About 6, we left, picking up BBQ stuff and wine on our way home.

Once home, we stripped off. The guys laid on loungers, George attended to drinks while I fixed the barbie. We ate and drank at a picnic table until it became chilly. back inside, the guys asked if there was anyway they could watch one of their films, as they rarely saw the end product. I fixed my laptop to the TV and found a film on file. It was very horny, with the stars of the film sat next to us. We were all wanking. Suddenly, the boys got up and shot their loads over George and me. We came on our bellies, all being filmed. We had a few more drinks before retiring. It seemed strange, but not unpleasant, sharing my bed. Next morning we were awoken by giggling. Zac had eased our duvet down and filming our morning woods. I nipped off to the bathroom to shower, leaving George with Zac and Caleb. When I returned, George extricated himself to clean himself up. By the time George returned, still wet, the cameraman had arrived. Caleb pushed George onto the bed and sucked his cock to full arousal. Zac was doing much the same to me. He then lifted my legs into the air and started eating my ass. Caleb hauled George to the edge of the bed, found some lube and greased him up, before passing the lube to Zac, who pushed 2 slimy fingers into me. Caleb positioned behind George and gently entered him. He screamed, then bit the bedding, I felt Zac's mushroom at my hole and tried to relax and let him in. Zac was in a press-up position, long stroking me, George was being rammed hard. Caleb held onto George's hips and pulsed jet after jet, filling George's guts, Zac pulled out of me and shot 7 or 8 strings of cum over my body. George crept up to me, We kissed and I entered him easily after what he'd just experienced. We fucked missionary style, though it wasn't long before my cum joined Caleb's. George shot a huge load onto his chin. Caleb and Zac took delight in licking it off. We all showered and sat outside, making plans for the day ahead