Date: Sat, 12 Aug 2006 11:55:38 EDT From: ImJeff0882@aol.com Subject: Do you want to be a Porn Star? Part One The following story contains graphic sexual scenes involving adult males. If material of this nature offends you then you should not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age in most states you are not allowed to read this story by law. This story is fiction. If the characters in this story resemble anyone in anyway, it is purely by coincidence. The author (Jeff Hunter) claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or publication of this story is allowed, except by the web sites to which it has been posted, without the consent of the author. Positive comments are always welcome and you may e-mail them to ImJeff0882@aol.com Hi everyone, Well, this is our summer fantasy story. We wrote one last winter break (Craig finds Paradise) which was set in the snow covered mountains of Northern California. This story, being our summer fantasy, is set on the beaches of Southern California (well as south as either one of us cares to be, especially, in our fantasies). It is in six parts. It is finished. We'll be posting one part each day for the next six days. It has taken us about three weeks to write this story. Nick insisted that we act out all the sex scenes exactly as written, to be sure, according to him, they were believable (well, that is except the one in which a dildo is used. We haven't gone their yet.). So, each night we've climbed into bed with my lap top, put our heads together, and tried to write an interesting story. Nick dictated and I typed. I've become his sex-retary. Nick would come up with interesting sex scenes which I would then refine. Then, at his insistence, we'd follow the script. Needless to say, we had a lot of fun. I hope you have as much fun reading this story, which is mostly sex and little message, as we have had acting it out. If this is the first story of ours that you've read, you might be interested in our true story titled, "My Roommate, Nick" which is also posted in the gay male, college section. Jeff. Hey, (this is Nick) Dudes, he always makes me out to be the pervert. He added a lot of stuff to the sex scenes. And he cast himself as Trevor and me as Luke. Then, out of nowhere, he comes up with Jimmy and the Dildos (sounds like a 1960 rock band). I think he's got some unconscious fantasies about having a dildo. Maybe I should get him one. What do you think? And do they really have kits so that you can cast your own dick? Whenever Jeff talks about writing he always says, `It's best to write about what you know. It gives your writing an air of authenticity.' So, in the spirit of authenticity, I thought we should bring this to life in our bed. Makes sense, doesn't it? Nick It's me again; Jeff. He's a perv., and I don't have any unconscious fantasies about a dildo. Anyway, let the story begin. Do you want to be a porn star? Part one. Dear Jeff, It's been great emailing you and Nick. I love your story, "My Roommate Nick", and it's been nice becoming a pen pal. I finally sat down and wrote out the story of how Trevor and I were asked to be porn stars. I'll leave it to you to edit the story and make the sex scenes interesting for the readers. Tell Nick that I hope he gets wood while reading this. Luke My roommate, Trevor, and I decided to move out of the dorms and into an apartment. We had to sign a year lease which started on June 1st. After the spring quarter ended I visited my parents for a few weeks. I decided I'd spend the rest of the summer at school. Trevor was attending summer school and already living in our apartment. Let me introduce myself. My name is Luke and I am nineteen. I just finished my freshman year at UC Santa Barbara. As far as I am concerned, it is the most spectacular University setting in all of California. It's right on the coast and sites on a bluff that overlooks the Pacific Ocean. Our apartment, which is in a town called Isla Vista, is three blocks from the ocean. I'm 5 foot 11 inches tall, 155 lbs and in good shape. I guess I have what people call a swimmers built. I have dark brown hair which I keep cut short, dark brown eyes, and what my ex-girlfriend called `a killer smile'. I'm smooth, as they say, except for underarm and pubic hair that trails up the crack of my ass. I was never one for team sports, but in high school I ran track. As far as workouts now, Trevor and I usually run, swim and/or do some weight lifting. Trevor is a really cool guy; probably my best friend now. He and I did not know each other before we were assigned to live in the same room our freshman year. Originally, there were three of us in the room, but Josh went home after the first quarter. Trevor is about 5 foot 10, but he weighs about 170 lbs and it is all muscle. He's blond, blue eyed and a little hairier than I am. He played baseball in high school and has legs and arms that I'd give my right nut for. Both Trevor and I were in a work-study program. Neither of us could afford the tuition and the cost of room and board. We knew it was going to be tight, but we were determined to make it work. It would have been cheaper for us to get a two-bedroom apartment and live with two other guys, but we decided on a one bedroom, even though it would be more expensive in the long run. I was able to get a job on campus in the bookstore for the summer. Trevor had continued his work-study job in the dorm commons while he was in summer school. My job started July 1st. I was told that there was a good chance that I'd be able to keep my job, which would become a work-study job (the pay is a little higher) once I was attending classes in the fall. Trevor and I settled into a rather lazy summer routine. The weekends were all ours and we typically spent our time at the beach. One day Trevor and I were walking from the beach to our apartment after swimming naked, when a man who identified himself as an agent for a company that make videos for the internet approached us. We were both shirtless and in shorts with our towels draped over our shoulders. "Hey guys, can I talk to you for a minute," John asked. "Sure, what's up?" Trevor answered. "Here's my card," John said, handing Trevor and me his business card. I glanced down at it as John said, "I'm what you call a talent scout for a company that makes videos for the internet. It's a pretty easy way to make good money." I kept staring at the card. Trevor said, "Talent scout." John nodded. "What kind of videos?" Jack said, "The kind of videos that require you to take your clothes off." I felt myself blush. I glanced at Trevor. Trevor smiled and said, "Porn." John nodded. Trevor smiled and said, "Cool. So, what kind of money are we talking about?" I think I was shocked. Trevor always seemed a bit modest to me. Well, that's not completely true. He wasn't modest around me, much to my pleasure. We had both become very comfortable being naked around each other. But, in the dorms, in our common showers, Trevor was always quick to wrap himself in a towel. And it wasn't because he didn't have a large basket. I always had to remind myself not to stare as he walked around our room, his dick and balls bouncing between his legs. He and I both sported large low hanging balls and a 3-4 inch flaccid penis. I couldn't help but wonder how big he was when erect. "Well, that all depends," Jack said. "You can make from about $250 to $10,000." "Fuck," I said. "Are you shitting me? $10,000?" Trevor said, "No shit. Fuck. Ten grand. What the fuck would I have to do for ten grand?" My heart was pounding. I felt flush all over. That kind of money would make my next year at Santa Barbara a lot easier. I glanced down at the card again, scanning it for some hint at what kind of company he worked for. "You guys have an apartment here?" John asked. "Yeah, we're roommates." Trevor said. "Cool. Are there more of you, or is it just the two of you?" John asked. "Just the two of us," I answered. "Great, then we could use your apartment to film in. We like to vary the sets and it is cheaper for my client." "What will we have to do?" Trevor asked. Jack pointed to his business card that Trevor was holding and said, "Call this number and ask for Mike. He'll set up an appointment for you guys to get the full picture." He put out his hand and shook Trevor's. He extended his hand to me. I shook his hand. John smiled as he walked away. "Give him a call. You can make upwards of $250 an hour." Trevor started walking toward our apartment just staring at Jack's business card. When we entered the apartment, both of us sat down and started laughing. Trevor said, "Fuck. That is so wild. Damn, dude, we are hot. They want us in porn." I laughed. I stood up and started flexing. Trevor laughed. Trevor asked, "Would you do it?" My stomach churned. "I don't know. Fuck; ten grand is a fuckin' lot of money." Trevor nodded. "But he never said what we'd have to do." Trevor said, "I know," as he looked at the business card again. "Should we call and see?" I just stared at Trevor. "Would you do it?" Again I felt my stomach churning. I was blushing all over. "If you did, I guess I would." "Should we call?" Trevor asked. "You call. I'd be too nervous." Trevor called and asked for Mike. Mike didn't give us much information, but he asked that we come down to Los Angeles and meet with him. He said he'd give us all the information we needed. I sat and watched Trevor doodling on a pad of paper. He said, "Yes, I am," and then glanced at me. "I'll ask him," he said. He looked at me and asked, "When you're hard, are you seven inches or more?" and shrugged. I was getting light-headed. "Yes," I answered. "Yeah, he's at least seven inches." I watched as he wrote down an address. "Okay Mike," Trevor said into the phone. "Sure, I understand. That makes sense. What do you mean? Oh okay, sure, I get the idea." He kept doodling. "We'll be there Saturday at 11am." He listened and nodded. "Okay, I understand. Sure, no, that shouldn't be a problem. Okay, see you then." "What did he say?" I asked. I felt dizzy. I couldn't believe this was happening. "We have an appointment to see him on Saturday." Trevor looked at me nervously. He shrugged. "He said that making porn is not as easy as we might think. He said that you have to be able to get hard, stay hard and cum in front of up to three or four guys: cameramen. He said that we'll have to get naked and get wood and drop a load for him before he'll sign any contracts. He said it costs a lot of money to set up a shoot and they don't want to go through the expense and have the guy have a limp noodle." "Fuck, I guess that makes sense." My face was burning hot. I took a deep breath. "So, I have to jerk off for him?" "We have to jerk off for him." I looked at Trevor. "He said we should get comfortable, actually what he said is that we should practice so that we won't be too nervous to get wood." "Practice?" I asked. My heart pounded. Oh my god! This is my dream come true. Trevor said, "Yeah; he said that a lot of times a guy comes in and can't get wood because his buddy is sitting next to him watching or jerking himself off. He said we should get comfortable being naked, hard and jerking with each other." "Damn," I said. "Jerking off with you. I mean," Trevor asked, "Should I call him back and tell him we're not coming." I felt my dick getting hard. Actually, Trevor was my favorite jerk-off fantasies, but he didn't know that. I looked at him and shrugged. "Do you want to do it or not?" "Fuck, Luke, $10,000. I mean I've listened to you jerking off at night and I'm sure you've heard me. I mean we jerk off. All guys jerk off. Have you ever jerked off with another guy?" he asked me. "No. Have you?" I covered my lap with a magazine. "In high school; my best friend and I used to jerk off together, once in a while. It's no big deal. It's just hard the first time. After that it's like no big thing. After he and I jerked off the first time we'd do it anytime we needed to get off. And besides, we're not gay. We're not into each other. We're into the sex. Getting off." I was completely hard. I knew I couldn't stand up. I was still shirtless and naked under my shorts. I was wondering if Trevor was hard. "No one is going to know about this, right?" I said. "Of course not. No one can know about any of this. Fuck," he said. "Those girls that do porn are hot. Big tits," he said smiling. I noticed his hand drop down between his legs. "If Kelly ever found out about me fucking some porn star she'd kill me and then never talk to me again," he said and laughed. "Okay, as long as no one ever knows. I'm cool with that." Trevor shrugged again, smiled and asked, "So, should we start practicing?" I shrugged. He said, "I'm boned, what about you?" I really thought I'd pass out. I couldn't believe this was happening. I've lay in bed many nights trying to catch a glance of his hard dick. Now we were just going to get naked and jerk off with each other. "Yeah, I'm getting boned." Trevor stood up. His dick was straining against his shorts. I couldn't take my eyes off his crotch. I also stood up and watched as he focused on my crotch. Facing each other, we put our hands along the waistbands of our shorts and moved them down. Trevor pulled his shorts down. His dick sprung up and slapped against his stomach. He watched me as I pulled my shorts down and stood up. Trevor said, "Damn, I think you're bigger than me. How big are you?" I still felt light-headed. I wasn't sure I really heard what he said. "What?" "You're dick; how big is it?" I glanced down at my dick. "I think it's about eight inches. What about you?" "A little over seven inches," he said as he ran his fingers over his dick. He moved toward me and turned me sideways, "Damn, Luke, that's nice." I said looking down at his, "That isn't anything to be ashamed of." Trevor smiled. He began stroking his dick and said, "I guess we're okay with being naked and hard with each other," and smiled. "Yeah, I'm fine with it. We're good buddies. It might be hard in front of guys we don't know," I said. "But we have a week to practice." I was beginning to relax and enjoy what was happening. "Yeah, I think we should hang out naked and bone up a lot, and watch each other shoot our loads. You know get really comfortable, like it's no big thing. Then when we go down there we'll just focus on each other and it will be easy." "Sounds good," I agreed. "I think we shouldn't cum after Thursday," he suggested. "We could bone up and stroke but not drop a load." I looked at him. "You know; so that we'll be really horny Saturday and ready to go." I nodded, "And we'll have a nice load built up to impress him. I think they like it if you have a big load," I said as I kept stroking and watching Trevor stroke. We sat on the sofa next to each other and watched each other stroking. Trevor said, "Fuck, dude, this is kind of fun; sharing this with you. Too bad we haven't done this before. This is kind of hot." "I know; I always wondered what it would be like to jerk off with a buddy," I said as I began breathing louder and quicker. "You getting close?" Trevor asked. "Yeah. You?" "Yeah. I think I'm going to have a big nut, too. I haven't jerked in two days," he said as he began jerking hard. "How about if I cum first, then I'll watch you." "Sure," I said, as I began to slow my pace. I watched as he moved his legs straight out in front of himself. His body was going rigid. He was breathing hard. He began to pinch his nipple as he began to thrust his hips upward while he stroked his dick fast and hard. "Oh fuck, Luke," he grunted. It was so fuckin' hot to hear him say my name as he got ready to cum. "AHHHHHH," he shouted as the first shot of cum exploded from his dickhead. It easily shot two feet into the air and then landed on his arm. He was jerking hard and wildly. His body was tensing and shaking. The second shot of cum landed on my leg. It was thick and white. My instinct was to touch it but I didn't. I watched as Trevor kept stroking and cumming. Several more shots landed on his chest and then the rest of his cum gathered on his hand. He stopped jerking. He sat there breathing hard. He opened his eyes and looked at me. "Fuck, Luke; I haven't cum that hard in a while." He glanced down and noticed his cum on my leg. "Oh wow, sorry about that," he said pointing. "No problem; cum is cum, right?" I said as I ran my finger along my leg and scooped up his cum. Playing with it in my fingers, I began jerked off again. He sat and watched. It was hard not to lick my finger clean. "Do it, dude. Shoot that load," he said. I looked at his cum on my finger and then spread it on my dickhead and began to stroke my dick hard. "Oh fuck. Nice," he said. I noticed him scooping up more of his cum. He moved his hand toward my dick. I stopped jerking. He spread the cum that was on his fingers and the cum he scooped up over my dickhead. He grabbed more of his cum and then spread it over the shaft of my dick. The touch of his hand almost made me cum. I began stroking hard. The slickness of his cum helped my hand slide easily over my dick. "I'm going to cum, dude," I moaned. "Do it," he said, as he ran his fingers over my balls. "Oh fuck, Trevor, that feels awesome," I grunted as the first shot of my cum launched into the air. We both watched as it hit me in the face. He kept running his fingers over my ball sac as I stroked. The second shot landed on my chest. As I kept cumming, Trevor moved his hand to my stomach and began to rub the cum over my chest. I kept jerking and cumming and he kept rubbing my stomach. I stopped cumming but I kept stroking. Trevor continued moving the cum around on my stomach. He said, "You didn't mind me doing that, did you?" "Fuck, does it look like I minded it? That was intense," I said and let go of my dick. "Cool. My buddy and I used to help each other like that and I know it can be fun, but then I thought maybe," "Next time I'll help you, okay?" "Yeah, sure," he said. His hand was slick with my cum and my fingers were covered with the last couple of shots of my load. It was thick and white and just hung on my fingers. Trevor took hold of his dick, which was hard, and smeared my cum all over his dick as he began to stroke. "I think I can nut again," he said. I moved my hand toward his dick. He stopped jerking. I spread all the cum that was hanging on my fingers on his dickhead. He watched and then began jerking again. I made myself comfortable sitting close to him and began running my finger along his ball sac. He looked at me and smiled. "I love having my balls played with." I smiled and continued running my fingers over his balls and down between his legs. We had cum pretty quickly, but this time I was sure it would take longer. While he stroked I began stroking my dick as I continued playing with his balls. "That feels awesome, dude," he said as he began stroking harder. "Your cum makes great lube." He glanced over at my dick which was hard and asked, "You going to nut again?" "Yes," I said. "You want me to cum on your dick?" he asked breathing hard. "Yeah, sure; that would be hot." He got up and faced me and then knelt down in front of me. He pushed open my legs and moved toward me. He kept jerking. He began poking my ball sac with his dickhead as he stroked. I began stroking also. I reached between his legs and began touching his balls. "Oh fuck," he moaned, "I'm gonna cum." He grabbed my hand from around my dick and moved it. He leaned into me and put his dickhead against the shaft of my dick and began cumming. I watched as my cock was covered with his cum. When he was finished cumming he wiped his dick against my ball sac. Then he ran his fingers over my dick, spreading his cum all over my cock. I sat there and watched. He was still breathing hard and still stroking his dick. "Did you and your friend ever jerk each other off?" I asked. He looked at me and smiled and said, "Nah. We touched each other's dick and played with each other's balls, but he thought it was too weird to make each other cum." I nodded and watched as he continued to run his fingers through his cum and over my dick. "Would you think it was weird?" "I guess if we both did it to each other it wouldn't be weird," I said. "Dude, I don't think I can cum again for a while," Trevor said and smiled. "Maybe not for an hour." "That's cool," I said. He shrugged. "I'll get you next time." "With your cum?" he asked and smiled as he began stroking my dick. "Any way you want." "Cool," he said as he gently squeezed my dick and stroked it using his thick cum as lube. I suddenly became aware of the smell that surrounded us. It was the smell of sex; hot man cum. I lay back and watched as Trevor's hand slid up and down the shaft of my dick. He used his other hand to play with my balls. As I began breathing faster and harder, signaling that I was getting close, Trevor squeezed tighter and stroked my dick faster. "Oh fuck, Trev. This feels fuckin' intense." He stroked me faster. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum." "Yeah, do it, dude. Cum for me," he said. I did. Soon after we relaxed, awkwardness came over both of us. I'm not sure why Trevor was feeling strange but it occurred to me that I never enjoyed having someone jerk me off as much as I just had. I'd been jerked off by several girls and I always enjoyed nutting, but this was different. I had never had a man touch my erection and had wondered what it would be like to have a guy handling my dick. Also, I had never touched another man's erection. I had always wondered what that would be like. Would I enjoy it or would I feel "creeped" out? I felt anxious as I realized that I greatly enjoyed Trevor jerking me off and wanted to jerk him off. I was wishing he could pull another boner right now. We both walked to the bathroom. He told me to take the first shower. We had dinner together, but didn't talk about what we had done. Later that night Trevor asked me, "So far so good?" I glanced at him and said, "I'm more than good." He smiled and that was all that was said. "You up for being naked?" he asked. "You don't have to ask. I'm always up for being naked." Off came our shorts. He went to the kitchen and got two beers. We sat on the sofa, watching TV and drank beer. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched Trevor run the beer bottle over his balls. I decided to be brave. I nervously began playing with my dick. I watched his head turn toward me. He sat and watched as I pulled on my dick and got myself boned. I glanced at him and he nodded at me. He was hard. I sat and jerked as he sat and watched. He moved closer to me and began to run his fingers over my balls. It took me a while, but when I got close to cumming, I announced, "I'm close.". He sat back and spread his legs and said, "Drop your load on my dick." I knelt down in front of him, poked my dick into his ball sac as I continued to jerk off. He reached down and played with my balls again. "I'm gonna to cum," I moaned. I held my dickhead against the shaft of his dick and began dropping a thick white load on his dick. "Fuck, Luke, you've got great cum," Trevor said. I knelt there trying to catch my breath. Trevor moved his hand toward his dick but I pushed it away. I said, "Remember, I'm going to jerk you off." He smiled and nodded and sat back. I spread the cum that was on his dick and the cum that was on my fingers all over his dick. Then I grasped his dick with my right hand and began to stroke. "Oh fuck, Luke, that feels awesome," he sighed. His dick was rock hard. The smell of my cum filled my nostrils as I took a deep breath. I worked his dick with my right hand and played with his balls with my left. I watched his abs. tighten as he began thrusting upward into my hand. "Fuck, Luke, no one has ever given me a hand job that has felt so good. I just think it takes a guy to know how to do it. Fuck, it's been a while since I've cum three time in such a short time. Fuck, this is awesome." I loved every second of jerking him off. I loved the feel of his dick in my hand, the feel of his balls moving in my fingers. I loved the way his body tensed and relaxed and the way he moaned. I loved that I was making him feel so good. And, I loved the fact that he loved it. Fuck if I wasn't getting hard again. "Dude, I am so ready to shoot." I kept stroking his dick and stroking it hard. "Oh fuck, Luke." I watched as he began to cum. "Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck," he shouted. His body shook all over. He stopped cumming, but I kept stroking his dick. He pulled my hand away and began to laugh. "Oh my god, I don't think I've ever cum so hard. That was fuckin' intense, dude." We jerked off twice every day that week. In the morning we watched each other jerking off. At night we jerked each other off. On Friday, we got each other close a couple of times but never came. Neither one of us slept well that night. Saturday morning we showered. Both of us pulled a boner to be sure we still could. We dressed and headed to L.A. to meet with Mike. "You know what would be really hot?" Trevor asked and glanced at me. "If we could do a three way. Some really hot blond chick, with tits for miles. I could fuck her while she gave you head. Then you'd fuck her while she gave me head. Then I'd squeeze her tits together and fuck them and then cum all over her face," he said and smiled. "You'd better cool it, or you're going to cum in your jeans," I said. "You could be jerking off and cum all over her face just before I cum. Fuck, yeah; you'd cum all over her face as I'm fucking her tits and then I'd cum all over her tits." I looked at him and laughed. "Dude, we have to do this. Ten grand for fucking some hot chick? We just gotta do it." "Okay, I'll do whatever you do?" I said. Have you ever jerked off on a girls face?" I looked at him and said, "No. Have you?" "No. But, fuck dude, I want to. I've tried but they always say no. I mean I don't get what's the big deal about it for them. It's just cum. If I were a fuckin' chick I'd let some guy cum on my face," he said and poked me laughing. "Wouldn't you?" I laughed and said, "Yeah, I guess so." We finally found the address. It was out in the San Fernando Valley. It was more like a warehouse than an office building. We parked and each took a deep breath. I looked at Trevor. He said, "Dude, we've been doing it all week. It's no big deal." I nodded, "Fuck, yeah. Let's do it." As we walked up to the door Trevor said, "Besides, I'm so horny, right now I could pull a bone at a funeral." We both laughed.