Date: Tue, 6 May 2008 02:18:53 -0400 From: Chris Johns Subject: Paradise Lost Chapter 1 I posted this story last year, decided it was incomplete in the middle and added some extra chapters. I hope you enjoy it if this is your first time and if you are re-re-reading it let me know what you think. The story is pure fiction and details the adventures of a group of heterosexual young men conned into performing in extreme gay conditions for a period of three months. They have huge amounts of gay sex, coupled with humiliation, punishment, abuse and degradation, but come through it virtually unscathed. Copyright laws apply so please, no downloading for sale or profit. Because of the nature of the story please leave this site if you are not of adult age for your country of viewing, or it is illegal where you live. Paradise Lost Chapter 1 My girlfriend and I were desperate to tie the knot and settle down to a comfortable married existence and start producing little Jonah's and Samantha's. We were both fitness instructors and in perfect physical condition. We were hit on by both sexes all the time and initially we found it uncomfortable but eventually looked on it as a compliment to our bodies. Our big problem was money. We could just about afford our own place if we both continued working to pay the mortgage, but we knew when Sam started producing our brood she would lose her income. There didn't appear to be any way round it until I saw an advert in one of the fitness magazines I read. Physically superior males required by photographic and filming company. An Exclusive contract for three months is offered with exceptional pay for the most suitable candidates. Overseas shooting location. This looked like the perfect job to give me some serious money; I knew models got huge sums for very little work. I would work my butt off to get money for Sam and I to make our dream a reality. I went for the interview. The first impression of the outfit I hoped to work for was great. The location was a huge rambling Tudor house set in its own grounds. Half a dozen of us had been picked up from the railway station in one of these huge American people carriers with seats that were more like armchairs. We were shown to our bedrooms first, all en suite like a first class hotel. The interviews and aptitude tests were scheduled to last two full days. We were all sat in the lounge area when the boss came in and introduced himself. "Good afternoon gentlemen, my name is Mike Keegan and I own Gladiator Studios. What I am looking for are twenty superb physical specimens confident enough of their own bodies to show them off in full for the benefit of my camera teams and clients. I don't want silly little girls who are going to get all coy at showing some flesh. You will frequently have an audience and other participants besides my camera crew. The still and moving shoots will all take place on an Indian Ocean Island and will last three months. I imagine that on top of your $100,000 pay you will all come back with quite fabulous tans, and of course there will be on going bonuses based on book and video sales." He laughed, but no one else did. 100K for three months work. Clever hitting us with the money like that he was able to cover up quite well the client participation bit. Convert the money back to Stirling and it was still 50,000 pounds with a continuous stream of income from sales. This was Sam and my future secured. I was too stupid to realise that for that kind of money I wasn't going to be modelling clothes, or more honestly greed had taken over my brain. "During the course of the next two days you will be physically examined. You will be asked to do lots of different things in front of still and movie cameras, together and singly. You will be automatically failed if you show any reluctance to follow the instructions of myself or my camera personnel. I have over one hundred applicants for the twenty slots all of whom look as good as you guys so I am obviously not going to settle for second best from any ones performance. The clothes in your rooms have been tailor made for you from the measurements you sent with your photos and applications so wear them even if they feel strange or too small or anything else. Each article is numbered for ease of identification when you are sent to change." "We are going to start straight away with your physicals so that filming can start in earnest tomorrow morning. One of my camera men will film your physicals and I will be present for parts of them as well. Reason for this, it will be an opportunity for you to get used to being naked in front of the team you will be working with. Now are there any questions?" I was curious about the nude bit so I asked, "Are we going to be doing a lot of nude work Sir?" "Mmm, a fair amount and I'm Mike by the way." He was charming and although I wanted to ask a lot more questions he pre-empted me. "Jonah, at the end of tomorrow's aptitude tests we will have a fairly good idea whether you are going to make it through to final selection. At that time you will be given a draft contract to read. It will detail the work you will be expected to do on the island and the penalties you will suffer for non compliance with the terms of the contract. My total bill at the end of this three months will be in excess of two million pounds, I will not tolerate any disruption to my schedule from the twenty boys selected for the programme." Sounded reasonable, until that is, when it was too late to do anything about it I found out that Mike was worth billions and this little game was costing him peanuts in comparison to his overall wealth. The medical was a little embarrassing because the Doc. made me strip to my briefs for the first bit, you know, blood pressure, temp., height, weight, ears, eyes, nose and mouth. I was naked for glandular check including prostate and testacies and a look at me with an erection, including measuring it. No answer as to why my cock size was needed, but I sure as hell wasn't going to disappoint anyone with it. See what I mean about not thinking this through, only the money mattered.Oh, and the whole thing was filmed in living colour. Our entertainment that night was to watch all six medicals on a huge plasma screen in a dedicated theatre. We took turns at blushing as each of us became a star for about twenty minutes. I was sat next to a guy called Adam Tate and his comment on my medical was, "Nice cock Jonah, I bet your girlfriend is one very happy lady." I grinned back at him, "No complaints so far." When Adam's medical came up I was gobsmacked, his cock was no shit fucking enormous. "Jesus Adam, I doubt your girlfriend can even take yours that is awesome." "Yeah, I know, that's why I was so complimentary about yours. My girlfriend would be over the moon if I could offer her nine inches and about your thickness as well. I've never had a fuck. When I get close they back off as soon as they see it." "Wow, I bet you are a real pro at masturbation then." "Don't joke Jonah, it isn't funny you know. I'm never going to be a successful stud with this monster." I could see his point. I knew all us guys wished we had more than God gave us but poor old Adam had really received more than any of us could handle. I couldn't see the point of embarrassing us all until at the finish Mike got up and told us. "It's part of your conditioning so that we don't have any silly coy boy nonsense while we are shooting. I have posted a schedule on the notice board in the games room. The studio is on the top floor and when you turn up at your appointed time I want you wearing the first numbered outfit after your name and carrying the other numbered outfits in brackets after that. You will all go to see the hairdresser after breakfast for appropriate haircuts and be done in the order on the roster. After that you will shower, shave, and make sure when you arrive in the studio that you are as clean and immaculate as it is possible to be. You will not be sent to make up, you have been picked because you all look so naturally perfect. Every one of you is considered a natural beauty. Part of the reason for the medical was to confirm that. If any of you had a blemish on your skin anywhere you would already be on your way home. Good luck, and I will see you in the studio tomorrow." I was scheduled for eleven so I had a leisurely breakfast before wandering down to the hairdresser in the basement where all the offices and studio rooms were. The first two floors were like the hotel and the top floor the filming studio and theatre. Tons of natural light from rows of skylights in the roof, a neat set up. My first two lots of stills were dressed in beach gear, neat shorts and tops. All of them looked expensive and from named fashion houses. The next two were in skimpy swimwear and eventually a tanga which left virtually nothing to the imagination. I thought everything was one size too small for me but realised that it just showed my body off better. I really didn't have a problem with any of it, I was relaxed and quite enjoying it. "That is really good Jonah, you're a natural. Show us just how much of a natural your movements are by donning the last outfit and then coming out here and doing a very erotic strip tease for us finishing naked and playing with yourself." I looked aghast at him and was ready to refuse when a big 100K sign came into my head with a plus sign after it.This was done for the movie camera and played back to me afterwards. I have to admit it was pretty raunchy but also looked as though I had been doing it for years I was so relaxed and such a good mover. I guess that was because Sam and I loved to dance. Hell we were only twenty we should love to dance, aerobics made up part of our fitness training programme and of course we had to be relaxed and fluid in our movements for that. Mike was obviously impressed. "I'll give you a contract to look at when we go down to the office Jonah. I can tell you now that you have stacked up 100% on our points selection system so if you don't screw up on the doubles tomorrow I can assure you, you are in." I was pleased and wondered what he meant by the doubles. I soon found out. Adam and I were billed for the first doubles session in the morning. Our outfit was Roman Gladiator costumes. Our weapons were only plastic so even when Adam or I struck one another it didn't hurt. We obviously put up a good show because Mike applauded us when we stopped. "Ok guys, if this last action is as good as everything else you can sign your contracts today and we'll brief you for the departure." Adam and I grinned at each other. I had never had a black or coloured friend but it looked as though that was about to change. Adam came from the island of St. Lucia in the Caribbean. He was a really nice guy. We had spent most of the previous evening together getting to know each other. He was two years older than me but looked younger, a little taller and broader than me with that fantastic shape and musculature that all black athletes appeared to be born with. From a purely aesthetic point of view he was a stunning individual to look at. I bet he was hit on by both sexes the same as me. He told me that was true but he was only interested in pussy. "I tried boy/boy sex when I was a bit younger but even mutual wanking didn't appeal to me that much, but I do like to be blown and guys definitely do it better than dolls." I was a bit shocked, I had never played around with another guy and Sam was the only one that had ever gone down on me, not very often and not very successfully. I told Adam and he just shrugged before telling me I should definitely let a gay boy give me a blowjob to try it. The last session shocked both Adam and I and I could see he very nearly refused. If we hadn't become friends very quickly I think he would have done. "For this last one I want you to wrestle each other naked. You are to wrestle to a submission, but the submission must be with the loser on his stomach and the winner pressed hard into his body." Adam looked at me and I could see the negative look in his eyes. "100K Adam, and I promise not to play with your willy." He grinned at me then and relaxed, "Ok white boy you ready to feel my dick stroking your pussy." We both fell about laughing until Mike told us to get serious. The wrestling was good, a little embarrassing to start with because neither of us was particularly keen to touch the other's naked body but as we got into it our natural competitive side was the motivator and body contact became extensive. As we got sweaty it also began to feel quite erotic so both of us were wrestling with full blown erections after a while, not really noticing, well you know what I mean, you had to notice Adam's, it was over a foot long and thicker than a beer can, but, until I felt it pushed hard against my arse crack as he got me in a full nelson and pushed me to the floor it hadn't really registered. When we stood up we looked at each other's erections and then into each other's eyes. "You were safe white boy, no way was this going into any orifices." He shook his penis as he said it and once again we were falling about laughing. Mike and the camera man applauded and cheered. "Adam and Jonah, you two are going to an Indian Ocean Island paradise if you sign the contracts before you leave." We spent the remainder of the afternoon reading and discussing contracts that although very good from the reward angle carried some clauses that looked as though we could be in serious shit if we didn't comply with them. "This bunch of clauses in the second schedule Adam, they look as though we have no rights of refusal to anything they ask us to do." "Yeah I agree, but what can they ask us to do that wouldn't be worth 100K? They undertake to return us to the U.K. at the end of the contract in better health than when we left. Even if they want us to make raunchy movies like the one we have just shot won't faze me that much." "Ok, but supposing they want more?" Adam shrugged. "I don't care, I felt your hard dick all over my body today, I reckon I can live with that if I have to and 100K plus royalties will change my life for the better, much better. I'll handle whatever I have to for that. I'm signing." What a difference to the guy who nearly refused to wrestle naked. With that he took the pen and signed all three copies, closely followed by me. Mike was as pleased as punch, signed our copy and had one of the other boys witness it. "Be ready to leave in two weeks time guys. You other four, your standard has been very high so my guess is that a couple of you at least will make up the final twenty. Be ready to leave for the station after breakfast in the morning. Your entertainment tonight will be a one hour film of the island we are going to for the main shoot in two weeks time." It was fabulous, palm lined beaches with beautiful manicured lawns under the palms. The beaches were white coral sand. The buildings looked brand new and were very luxurious. A state of the art gym with glass walls so that anyone could look in, seating round the outside as well. It looked as though there were gym shows for the clients. A beautiful swimming pool in the grounds with double size sun beds dotted around under the palms. There were neat little chalets in the grounds and signs on the door said Playroom and its number. I wondered what they were but Mike just said, you'll see. The accommodation and dining facilities were luxurious, but what we didn't realise was that ours wasn't. We would be caged like animals, fed well thank heavens, but I guessed that was more for their interests than ours. We had to look good and have plenty of energy and stamina for the antics we were going to be getting up to, but that was in the future. I went home and told Sam everything. She looked a bit worried, particularly after she had read the contract. "Jonah, I think we should have this looked at you could be made to do anything under these terms." "I know Darling, but I don't care. When I come back we can get married and buy our own home. Money plus royalties means happiness for us. Nothing I can be asked to do for three months will unbalance that result." Poor Sam, she wasn't convinced but I went, and looking back on it, I would do it again. Yes I had to get my head round some pretty kinky stuff for three months but the royalties over the next year totalled as much as the initial contract. Mike Keegan had conned us but he had been true to his word. I had more than 100,000 pounds and a video collection that I would never be able to show Sam, plus some incredible still shots mostly of myself with Adam. We had very quickly become the favourites on the Island with clients and camera crews. I suppose it was because we had psyched ourselves to do anything for the money and then put it behind us. I found out I was definitely a straight boy but able to handle extreme gay sex. Adam was the same. "I love you better than a brother Jonah and if you were gay I would happily please you whenever you wanted me to," then with a huge grin on his face he said, "But I'm glad you aren't even if you are the only person in the world I can fuck." That was part of a conversation we had after my arse healed from his first assault on it. I hugged him then and told him I felt the same. I now knew what male bonding was all about. The next day I don't think I had ever seen so many orgasms and certainly never so many butts fucked. Poor old Adam, no suck no fuck but he had to do one and receive the other. "Let me get you off buddy, you deserve it." Adam looked surprised but I did manage to give him a really satisfying orgasm by sucking on as much of his head as I could and playing with the rest. We got lots of applause and Adam kissed me. "Oh very gay," was the cry. "I don't give a fuck how gay it looks. I'm a straight guy but I love Jonah, I think he is an amazing human being." Christ I was flattered. But, I'm getting ahead of myself. We started our adventure really at Mombasa. We took a direct flight from London on a scheduled airliner but then transferred to a private jet so we had no idea where we were going ===========================================================================