I became very fond of Jake, frequently inviting him to my place for the weekend. It gave us time to explore one another's erogenous zones and make love as and when we felt like it. I don't think it was love, but just great chemistry. We also had sex on stage and in a variety of locations, either the two of us, or with other models, like Aaron, as well. Life was good and my bank balance had never been as healthy. I preferred scenes on location, they seemed more natural, and there was always the risk of being caught, which heightened the excitement. In one of my favourite scenes, Jake and I were driving down a country lane. We stop for a piss (which meant we had to drink lots of water and hold it until the shoot). We pissed high into the air, seeing who could shoot the furthest, (Jake, as it happened). We then embrace and decide to have sex in the field. We slipped out of our clothes and roll around naked in the grass, ending in a sixty nine. Jake has worked his tongue up my crack and slobbered on my hole, preparing me to be fucked, when a farm hand, Aaron, finds us and joins in. In a thrupple, he works his magic on both of us. We now each have a dick to suck on. I'm the lucky one, as I get to taste Aaron's. He shags me first, but doesn't cum, then moves over to Jake. The cameraman gets a close-up of me guiding Aaron's tool into Jake. He fucks Jake doggy, with me underneath sucking Jake. Aaron finally pulls out and fires over Jake's back. I take Jake's cum load in the face and toss myself. Other days, it was just modelling, which paid well but became quite boring, unless we had impromptu sex afterward, either on or off camera. I enjoyed playing up to the camera and became much more professional in giving the crew what they wanted.
We had a new guy join. Antoine was a tall, good-looking Frenchman from Marseille. His thick, sexy, French accent was enough to turn any man on. He had black, shoulder length hair and dark, brooding eyes, and a flashing, perfect smile. Our first shoot together was for an online fashion house, and their Summer collection. We made the perfect couple, my white skin contrasting with his Mediterranean complexion. Mostly smart casual clothes, we also modelled boxers and briefs. His long, uncircumcised cock was almost black. Oh, how I wanted to suck it. He had a B&B in London for a few days, but with it being so expensive, I invited him to share my apartment, which he readily agreed to, offering to contribute to the rent. I told him it only had one bedroom, which he could share with me, or use the sofa. He just smiled and gave my nuts a squeeze. We held hands on the journey home, I was looking forward to having company. We picked up some wine and a Chinese to celebrate.
After eating, we opened the wine, and out of devilment, or maybe to turn him on, we sat on the sofa and I showed him some of the movies I'd been in, starting with the one where I first wanked on camera. His hand ran up my thigh, feeling my growing hardness, and I knew I had him. He turned my head and we kissed, his tongue swirling around my mouth. We went to the bedroom. We snogged and undressed. He pushed me backwards onto the bed and kissed his way down my torso. Onto my thighs, then licked and sucked my sack, rolling each testicle round in in his mouth, before deep throating me. Back up, we kissed some more, then he lowered himself down on my pole. I hadn't topped in ages, but I wasn't about to complain. He rode me and kissed some more, arching his back and shouting expletives. We rolled over into missionary. With his legs high in the air, I fucked him hard, and pulled out like I was on camera, and shot my load over his chest, then put my head on his tummy so that he could give me a face full. We slept together and had sex any night when we hadn't been doing it on stage.
I could tell things weren't right with Jake, and I realised I had ignored him for a couple of weeks. Between shoots, he asked me candidly if our relationship was over. Mortified, I assured him I was as fond of him as ever, and suggested he came to stay Saturday, maybe have a threesome. I told him I'd been doing the topping and I'd love to feel him inside me. His eyes lit up. He arrived early Saturday evening, with wine and flowers. He had only met Antoine professionally, so it was nice to see them kissing and embracing. There wouldn't be much space on the bed, but we were too fired up to care. Undressed, we fell onto the bed, a writhing mass of arms and legs. Jake and Antoine were all over each other, so I just watched the scene play out, knowing I'd get my chance at some point. They kissed over one another's bodies, ending with Antoine sliding down on Jake's manhood. I played with myself as I was treated to my own, personal, porn show. Jake took control, rolling Antoine onto his back and remounting him. They changed again, Jake doing him doggy. I could resist no longer, and got under Antoine to suck him off, with a close-up view of Jake's penis pumping in and out, but was shocked when he pulled out and splattered over me. At that point, Antoine exploded over me, his cum mixing with Jake's and stinging my eyes. I could now relieve myself. We slept, huddled together, cum sticking to my face, but I still needed to have a cock inside me.
The next morning, I had my wish. We all showered, and it was Antoine's turn to watch. Jake and I had made love loads of times, and could put on quite a show. Antoine sat naked in an armchair, watching Jake and I make out. We had foreplay for ages, before he topped me with my ankles over his shoulders, he gave me everything he had, his long cock rubbing my prostate with every movement. I thought he was going to cum. but he turned me onto my side so that I faced Antoine, and entered me from behind. "I'm getting close", he whispered, so I tossed myself and shot over my thigh and the duvet. A minute later, he bred me. While he was still inside me, Antoine walked over and splashed his spunk on my face.
We dressed and had breakfast, me still with a cum covered face, and agreed we should suggest that we have a hot threesome on camera. The producer thought it a great idea, but thought it would be best shot in a garden, where we would have more space. We used the back garden of a cameraman's house, and planned out the sequence of the shoot. It played out beautifully, culminating with me in the middle of a train, fucking Antoine, with Jake in my ass. We then lay side by side to toss for the camera. We had a big bonus.
