I rented a gay porn flick. I watched it and learned gay positions. The plot line was non-existent, but the sex was heavy. Watching sex tapes did nothing for my gay education. At the end of the skin flick there was a message.
Do you think can be a porn star? Contact Man versus Man Productions for an audition.
The local phone number appeared in the ad. I stared at my cell contemplating whether I should or not.
"What the fuck!" I dialed. A deep voice answered.
"Man vs. Man Productions how can I help you?"
I paused. My breathing was heavy. I found my voice. "I'd like to audition for a role in your next film."
'I have an opening for Tomorrow at three pm. How is that?" The voice was rugged and manly.
"What's your real name?"
"Dallas Watson."
"Sounds like a porno name.
I laughed as if I hadn't already heard that a thousand times in college! "
Yes, sir. Great. Do I have to bring anything?"
"Please bring a valid Government ID. Like a Driver's license. And be shower clean.
We’ll take some photos and record your audition. You’ll be paired with one of our more experienced actors who helps break in new talent. You’ll perform a scene while the director watches, and then we’ll decide the next steps from there."
Thank you."
I hung up, feeling dazed. Drunk butterflies swarmed in my stomach. What had I just done?
Then came the thought: "I don’t have to go to the audition. Okay," I muttered to myself. I didn’t dare tell my two friends, Dante and Elisha, or their husbands, or anyone.
What was I thinking?
In the morning, I say to myself, "I may go or I might not go," I scrubbed every inch of my body in the shower. I said it out loud, over and over, repeating that sentence until 2:30.
Then, I went.
Nervously I entered the building. The front desk stud greeted me warmly. "You must be Dallas Watson. I'm Randy Toole Mr. Ian Wolff's business partner. He'll be with you in a moment. Take a seat please.
As I did, I saw in the reflection from the window; the front desk stud was checking out my ass. Girls always said I had a nice ass.
Mr. Wollf entered the foyer he extended his hand. I stood up. We shook hands. "Welcome to Man vs. Man Productions. Come into my office." His office was beautiful. Framed tasteful porn posters. He sat at his huge mahogany desk like he was Lord of the Manor, He pointed to a comfortable chair.
"Please sit. I'm going to ask you some questions."
Nodding "I said very good."
"Are you gay or straight?"
"Straight."
"Are you doing this for the money then?"
Sheepishly I said "No." Why then?
I have two very close friends I've had for more than a decade who are gay. I guess I want the experience so I can understand them better. Maybe to be able to find out what the big deal is all about! "Why don't you hook up with them?"
"They are married to their husbands. Good relationships. Furthermore," I paused. "This is my personal quest to better myself and understand my best friends better."
"That's very noble of you but have you ever sucked a dick."
"No."
"And you've never been fucked in that damn pretty ass of yours and I haven't even seen it naked yet and I already know it's hot.
No ... I ... Haven't.
Then you haven't licked a guy's butthole either."No." I felt embarrassed. "And you think as a gay porn virgin, you'd be able to handle the sexual acts that may be overwhelming to you.
"The gay porn I watched did make me wince a few times like when the bottom was being nailed by two guys in the flick. I thought to myself how do they do it?"
"So, you're just curious?" "I think I want to have the experience."Mr. Wolff stood up as the Front desk dude walked in. "I'm Randy Toole"
"Stand up, Dallas and turn around." He paused just staring at my ass nodding. "You do have a nice ass in clothes. Strip."
I took my polo off, sat in the chair to take off shoes and socks off. I unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them off. I stood up in my blue briefs."Kid, you're beautiful. Your body is perfect. Take off the underwear," he ordered.I pulled them off. Naked standing in front of two people I just met. "He's damn handsome." I later found out Randy was married to Mr. Wolff.
"He's hung. And his ass is perfect." Randy observed "He's the boy next door."I listened to them praise me. I felt like Alice down the rabbit hole. This was a whole new world to me. Scared but also with a drop of anticipation, I stood silent.
Mr. Wolff spoke with authority. "Yes. We're setting a time for you to have your screen test tomorrow. Pick up a disposable enema and douche yourself before you come here. 5pm tomorrow. We'll find a suitable scene partner for you to show us what have to offer. But I'm telling you something now, kid. There's something about you and your aura. I want to give you a good shot!
"Mr. Wolff smiled and put a hand on my shoulder. I think you're a good guy for wanting to learn more about your gay friends. That's admirable."I walked out of the building scared, yet excited like I was opening a door I'd never seen before. I stopped at Dick's Pharmacy and bought two disposable enemas.
At home I smoked a joint. My mother called but I didn't answer. She'd recognized something was off. I'd call her in the morning.
I did not call my mother in the morning.
When I arrived at the studio both Randy and Mr. Wolff greeted me. "You came!" Mr. Wolff hugged me, then Randy. "I'm glad you're here. This is Tad. He's your assistant for today."
He looked to be in his early twenties with rust-colored hair combed back, pale skin and a dynamite smile. "So, this is your first time on set. I have to say after hearing why you're here doing this, I'm in awe of you.
I was taken to the dressing area. Tad showed me my costumes. A pair of jeans, blue briefs, sandals and a tank top.
An older man walked into the dressing area. He was damn tall with a deep tan. His huge pecs were peppered with gray. His sapphire eyes smiled at me. His salt and pepper trimmed beard suited him. He extended his hand. I took it. Our fingers lingered. My heartbeat was racing. I didn't know why.
"The name's Dash. I usually don't do auditions. But when I was told why a straight boy was volunteering to be in a gay porn flick. I agreed. You're damn goodlooking, with a sweet body. I am known for being gentle, that's why they called me."
"I like knowing the body I'm going to make love to. Would you mind taking your clothes off?"
My mouth had been hanging open since he started talking, like I was in a trance, completely caught up in how naturally everything was unfolding. I pulled off my t-shirt off and let my chinos drop to the floor, still keeping my underwear on. He gave me a quick once-over, like he was sizing up a car he was thinking about taking for a spin.
"The underwear too." He nodded.
I dropped my blue briefs. He smiled, "Nice cock. Turn round let me look at your ass."
I was at a gay porn audition with this God of a man, this stud who made my knees shake. What am I doing? Instantly I developed a man crush on him. It wasn't gay or anything at least that's what I told myself. It was about how he responded, respected me and then he took his clothes off. He turned around. His ass was two perfect globes of flesh, then he showed off his cock. Uncut, thick like bratwurst and a little cum sat on the tip of his cock.
"Fuck, I am in trouble!"
"Oh, my God." I was thinking how is that juggernaut going to fit up my little ... He was hung like a horse. I felt I should get some hay.
Together they went over the script with the director/writer, Will Bottom, another handsome employee of Mr. Wollff's porn empire. He kept popping in and out. Wanting to make sure we were on the right track.
Make-up next and getting into costume. On the set Will explained what he wanted from the kitchen scene. When everything was good to go. Nobody said lights, camera, action much to my dismay.
Will posed us in the kitchen. I was making a sandwich. Dash was seated at the kitchen table in a robe reading a newspaper.
"Action!!" And then slap of the Clapboard! Hearing that sound made my world seem surreal.
In character Dash spoke. "Come on, you don't really think your professor has a crush on you. Do you? He's a married man with kids."
Dash got behind Dallas as he made the sandwich. From behind Dash pressed his cock against Dallas' butt firmly for the camera. So, close he felt Dash's hard-on. His own cock twitched.
"I didn't say I disliked his attentions. I'm 19 teen I want do ... stuff."
Dash massaged Dallas' neck with warmth and eroticism. They were in character now.
"Son, if you need to experiment with your sexuality. I can help."
"How?"Dash took off his shirt and threw it.
"Get out of those jeans, son!" Dallas stripped to his blue underwear. Dallas opened his robe. His cock was standing at attention waiting for a mouth.
"Get on your knees and suck me off son." With gusto I started sucking Dash's cock. It was such a surrealistic moment.
"That's it son, suck my big cock!" Spit dripped from my mouth. The warmth of the cock shocked him. The smell of Dash's cock intoxicated me. It tasted so clean and sexy. What was happening to me? Dash put me against the counter. He told me to stick out my brief covered ass.
With manly power he squatted down behind me then pulled my underwear down and off. Dash began licking my butthole. His tongue went deep into my hole. My hard-on had never been so hard. He grabbed my cock and jacked me.
"CUT! "Actors stay where you are. Tad lubed up Dallas' hole and Dash's cock. Dash picked up Dallas and took him to the sofa. I was put on my back. My legs were raised in the air exposing my hole.
Camera on Dash's butt. Dash pump your cock into the baby boy's love canal I think his ass can take it. I want it on film.
Will spoke. "I want a close up of Dash's dick going right into his Dallas' bunghole. He looked directly at me, "Kid, you're a fucking natural and you look hot and masculine getting that hole corked."
FUCK HIM HARD! ACTION! Dash pounded, nailed and I just moaned out of total absolute pleasure in my mind, my cock and in my heart. Holy shit! I felt empty without cock. Dash kissed me over and over again.
Will turned to Mr. Wolff who had a hard on at that moment. "I want Dallas for the movie. He's a natural."
"Done." Mr. Wolff, he shouted. He turned to a naked me with drops of my cum everywhere. I 'll give you 15,000 dollars for a week's work. We want you for "The boy next door. We start filming a week from today."
"I accept." I didn't hesitate. I can't believe I was breathing so heavily." Dash kissed me. Then he whispered in my ear. "Come home with me tonight!'I smiled brightly. I went to the dressing area. Wollf was there. He came up and kissed me. He felt my cock and whispered in my ear "come home with me and Randy for the weekend."
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