Date: Sun, 12 Sep 2021 21:54:26 -0400
From: Bob <rwinarch47@gmail.com>
Subject: Belle Air House 2

The Belle Air House 2
By Bald Hairy Man

This is a story for adult men. It depicts gay sex. If this offends or
bothers you, DO NOT READ IT. It is a fantasy and is not a sex manual, or a
discussion of safe sex. If you have comments send them to
winarch47@yahoo.com


I would have thought that life at Belle Air would be calm and quiet. For
some of us it was. I did discover the true meaning of the term Drama
Queen. It does not describe mythical creatures. A gay, video studio
producing porn is a magnet for Drama Queens. Gloria Swanson in Sunset
Boulevard gave a restrained and minimal performance compared to some of our
actors. I do not know the name of the mental illness for persons who can
never get enough attention. We had people like that.

Part of the problem was due to our founder and benefactor, Malcomb
Justice. He was attracted to unique characters. Unfortunately, he didn't
see the difference between unique and nutty-as-a-fruitcake. Doctor Willy
could tell the difference and his nurse Jake had worked in a mental ward
for years.

I have a warm spot for people who have unusual opinions, and distinctive
lifestyles, but there are limits. Years earlier I had a friend who enjoyed
nudism and gave seminars on the subject. He developed a theory that your
body would naturally develop a defense mechanism to adjust to extreme
temperature variations. He wanted to move to Montana to prove his theory. I
told him that defense mechanism was called freezing to death. I called his
parents who took charge of him and resolved the problem.

We had a Devine-Dame Edna problem. Some men seemed to think those stars
represented a good option for overweight men. Most seemed to miss the
talented, clever and inventive aspects of their work. Malcomb didn't seem
to notice these quirks.

Malcomb also had friends who were only willing to be sucked, but were
afraid of cum. One of his pals had a "good side" and only wanted that side
to be filmed. Billy joked that in porn, a man's best side was from below as
sperm dripped from his ass.

I discovered some new aspects of my own personality. I thought I was a
pretty ordinary guy with a normal sex drive. After a few months at Belle
Air, I began to suspect my sex drive was on the high side of normal. A
month later I realized my sex drive was well beyond the high side of
average.

I rarely initiated sexual episodes, but I never rejected a sexual
overture. I suspected that was not unusual. I was living with a group of
oversexed gay men, all of whom knew my weakness. I am a good camera man,
and my strength was in finding favorable camera angles that flattered the
man I was filming. Many of them thought I was particularly good to them and
were willing to reward me. My camera is an equal opportunity flatterer. I
want to make them all look good.

Even in a small operation such as ours, editing and converting tape into a
coherent video was a major part of my work. Our customers were not
demanding, but you do need to avoid insulting their intelligence. As long
as the cocks are hard and the ejaculations creamy, they are usually okay.

Cornell had a photogenic cock and impressive orgasms. His cock visibly
twitched every time he ejaculated. His long and thin cock ejaculated
buckets of cum each time he squirted. I was careful to match it with a more
or less matching cock. I was careful to not let the cock substitution
process become mechanical. I must have been daydreaming when I substituted
it for Charlemagne's tool. Charlemagne was a Black man.

With most of our productions there was a staff meeting to discuss the
plot. While we talked, we usually instituted a one-day period of no orgasms
for our actors to make sure everyone's balls were full. One of Malcomb's
pals was writing the script. Another one of his pals was writing the dialog
on que cards. They were actually taking their time on that. Some scripts
were mostly "suck it, fuck me hard and take my load." The phrases were
shifted in order to give variety.

There were rules. There had to be an orgasm near the beginning and at the
end, unless there was cum eating from the ass at the end. The plots were
simple and did not get in the way of the sex. Malcomb liked plots that
featured a flat tire on an isolated country road, near a farmhouse owned by
a man who didn't wear a shirt. He also did men trapped in a blizzard or
missing a flight who had to share a room with a shirtless man named
Bubba. Sometimes a man rediscovered a high school buddy who had been the
first man to give him a blow job.

Malcomb decided to make a video called Making Porn Epics. This was to be an
up-close-and-personal view of making porn at Belle Air House. Malcomb
opened the Epic with him introducing the subject while he fucked
Merrill. He emphasized that everything was real and there was never any
fakery in his videos. He then shot off, pulled out of Merrill, and then he
spun him around so I could get a shot of Malcomb's sperm drooling out of
Merrill's ass. Malcomb had a clear vision about what his customers wanted.

For this video, Malcomb opted for the virgin sharing a motel room with four
sex maniacs trapped here due to flash floods. Malcomb had analyzed his life
work and discovered a relationship between success of his videos and the
number of inches of cocks shoved into an ass. It was not related to
intelligent story lines. That struck me as being both superficial and
correct. Since we had a library of cocks in oral or anal action, we could
dub in longer or thicker cocks in order to fill in the gaps in the script.

After Malcomb finished his introduction Titan spoke about the actors. He
was going to play one of the four sex maniacs who deflowered the
virgin. "Some studios use fluffers to get their actors in the mood.  This
studio doesn't do that because our actors tend to be in the mood 24/7. Our
only problem is finding an actor who can think back far enough to remember
losing his virginity," he explained. "For this video, Donnie is the
virgin," Donnie appeared next to him.

"We lubricate our actors before the anal scenes. Bend over Donnie," Titan
said as he produced a tube of lube that he squirted into Donnie's ass.  "We
have one man, Rudy, who does deep lubrication." Rudy joined the men. Rudy
had a long, thin, very erect, cock. He slid it deep into Donnie's
ass. "Rudy makes sure the entire ass is lubricated. If he likes you, he may
shoot off and add his own lube."

"Sometimes I can't help it, Titan, your ass is so tight," Rudy said.

"In this show we have a new actor who has special lubricating needs. Come
over, Lance," Titan asked. Lance was born as a girl, but always felt she
was a he. Lance was an exceptionally hairy and muscular man due to hormone
treatments.

"You may have noticed Lance is missing a cock. He likes to entertain in his
cunt and ass," Titan explained. "Inside he's a mess with a vagina and a
prostate. He has no womb, so don't worry about getting him knocked up.  He
entertains in both holes. We like to add someone special in our videos."

"We have a script, but we let nature take its course. That happens when
everyone on the set is into it," he continued. "Sometimes you hear stories
about a youth tricked into a life of sin and degradation. Everyone here
loves what they are doing. Sometimes the acting is wooden and not
energetic. As soon as the sex starts, the energy builds."

"There is one aspect of our operation you don't see in the videos. The crew
is normally naked too. The actors can gauge how well they are doing by
watching erect crew members' cocks. That goes for everyone except
Malcomb. Malcomb is always erect. He's always into it big time."

The group moved to the first scene in a motel room. We erected a screen
outside the door to display a video of falling rain. Donnie knocked on the
door. Titan opened it.

"I'm trying to find a place out of the rain.  The rooms are filled up and I
hoped to find a dry place," Donnie said, obviously reading from que
cards. Apparently reading had not been his best subject in elementary
school. Titan and Lance were shirtless. Charlemagne, the Back former
baseball player and Merrill were wearing jocks.  "It's crowded here, but we
are always ready to help a man in need." Titian said. "Excuse the boys'
informal dress. They got soaked in the rain. They are going to warm up in
the shower."

"I'm pretty cold too," Donnie said.

"Why don't you join them?" Titan asked. "Don't worry, they don't bite."

The next scene was in the shower. The entire room was tiled so there was no
curtain to hide the action.

"I've never been in a shower with naked men before," Donnie said.

"Don't worry, we're really friendly," Dillard said.

Charlemagne added, "You can hardly believe how friendly we are." At this
point the acting stopped. Merrill got hard. He was the Erection
King. Anything between joining in an orgy or noticing a suggestive
vegetable excited him.

"I'm so sorry," Merrill muttered as he showed hard.

"We're all boys here. We all have the same equipment," Charlemagne said.

"But I'm hard," Donnie moaned.

"This may shock you, but we have all been hard once or twice," Merrill
replied as Charlemagne dropped to his knees and swallowed 's Donnie's
cock. Charlemagne could deep throat any cock. Donnie wasn't Charlemagne's
type, so this was new to both off them. It was good and Donnie moaned. I
wondered how long it would be before Donnie was doing a happy dance on
Charlemagne's cock.

The next scene involved Lance and Donnie. Lance was all man except for the
vagina. Malcomb thought that would be an easy transition to gay sex. At
this point we encountered some method acting. After Donnie successfully
entered Lance, Titan nosed his cock into Donnie.  Donnie looked shocked and
confused for a minute. Titan had never fucked him before, and soon Donnie
discovered total fuck heaven. He was shooting as he pulled out of Lance
spraying his vagina with sperm. That photographed well.

We had what turned into a sex break combined with lunch. Lance was a
transexual desperate for acceptance by men. Lance was a sitting duck for
any dominant, macho man. Titan was about as good as you could get if you
were into that type.

Titan liked Lance.  He had been married to a woman and had genuinely loved
her. Lance was a masculine man with a tight cunt. Titan later told me Lance
had his wife's cunt combined with his first boyfriend's ass. Lance wanted
an affectionate father. Titan wanted a loving son. That Lance tended to be
insatiable was the frosting on the cake.

I wondered if this was the first time two porn stars fell in love. I later
got to know Lance. In some ways I knew him already. His cunt was a novelty
and our men wanted to try it. Soon, Titan put an end to that. Lance was
needy and wanted to connect with possible friends. Titan wanted for him to
have worthwhile relationships, not just get fucked.

Titan was a well-known porn star and any video he was in sold well. While
he was easy to get along with, he could be forceful if necessary. Lance was
his. He wanted Lance to get more than an ass full of sperm out of a
relationship.

We were ready to get back to shooting after lunch, when one of Malcomb's
old friends came to visit, so Malcomb postponed the shoot until the next
morning. The old fiend was Trevor Matin. His glory days had been twenty
years earlier. He had been selling real estate since. He said he had an
invitation to visit.  Malcomb didn't remember that, but remembering things
was not his strong suit. It was possible.

Trevor had been known as Long John, or Hard-as-Steel. Trevor liked subtly
and refinement. His specialty was introducing virginal young men to anal
sex. Usually they would scream, "It hurts, it hurts, how big is that
thing?" They would eventually fall madly in love with him moments
later. Billy knew Trevor's videos well. He told me the camera man turned an
ordinary fuck into grand opera by using clever camera angles.

"He also managed to make the virgins look virginal. No one can tell the
virgin asses were callused from overuse," he explained. "Trevor hit paydirt
when one of his virgins turned out to be a trust fund baby. He moved in
with Trevor and when the boy's parents died, they lived on the
inheritance," Billy explained.

Trevor must have been in his mid to late sixties. He looked young from a
distance, but when you got close the amount of plastic surgery was
evident. He had a private dinner with Malcomb. Afterwards Trevor joined us
around the pool.  He was naked and Trevor's cock had escaped the ageing
process. It remained impressive.

Trevor had never been able to act. With a cock like his, acting would
hardly be noticed. He must have worked out some, since his body looked
good. I was with Titan, Lance and Cornell. Trevor knew Titan and came over
to us. He had a reputation of being aloof, but he seemed cordial.

He had seen some of our videos and recognized Cornell, or more correctly
Cornell's cock. When I was introduced as the Up-close guy, he complimented
me on my work.

We talked and found out his virgin with the trust fund had died a year
earlier.  He had done well managing that fund. "I had a real shock when
Dustin died., Trevor said.  "I had had the fund and his money. Dustin was a
wealthy man when he died. I always took him for granted. When Dustin died
it wasn't fun anymore. Apparently, I was in love with him and hadn't
realized it," he said.

"I am on a recapture my youth tour," he said. "It has turned out to be a
desperate old queen hunting for attention tour."

"The mirror in the bathroom in the morning can be a bitch," Titan remarked.

Trevor laughed and said, "The peach toned lights aren't peachy enough. You
are lucky Titan. Daddy's just get more daddy-like as they age. I was a
pretty boy, a guy in his sixties can't do pretty boy anymore.

I wasn't entirely sure that Trevor's story was true, but it was affecting
and most of the guys were willing to contribute their cock or ass to making
him feel better. Trevor was more than willing to slip his cock into the
warm and tight place of a man he had just met.

Much to my surprise Trevor's sexual technique had greatly improved since
his heyday twenty years earlier. He had lost his domineering mannerisms and
wanted to please. His oversized cock provided a memorable experience in
every ass, but he was interested in making it a pleasurable experienced for
the bottom.

Trevor had an "You've got it up your ass, what more do you want?" approach
to his partners in the videos.  He demonstrated a gentler, kinder manner as
he slid his cock into Cornell.  Cornell took it doggy style. That was the
least intimate position for fucking. Cornell was moaning. That was a good
sign,

Titan noticed a blob of white semen dripping from Trevor's ass. It was
Malcomb's. Malcomb like to pull his cock out as he ejaculated. This coated
the entire fuck tube. Titan didn't like Trevor much, so he got behind him
and pushed his cock deep in to him in a single thrust. The gesture was a
total failure. Trevor loved it.  Titan discovered he liked it too. What
started as a revenge fuck turned into a mutually enjoyable event. Lance and
I were like the ugly stepsisters at the ball. We found an easy solution to
that problem.

We were kissing and I asked Lance which hole was best for him. He told me
his cunt was best if I kept on kissing him.

"That not a problem," I replied.

"Is there any chance you could cum in me?" he asked. "It feels good when it
tickles."

"That is even less of a problem," I said as my cock slipped into him. He
turned into jelly as I went deep.

Titan, Trevor and Cornell had what most have been a joint orgasm. By the
time they separated Trevor was asleep.

Titan came over to us. He asked me to sit up and then leaned over and to
lick Lance's clitoris.  I continued to fuck. I think he was trying to get
his tongue into the vagina with my cock. Lance was shivering and moaning.
I shot off. Lance was crying in extasy as he felt me squirt.

Titan licked my cock as I pulled out and then feasted on my sperm as it
drooled from Lance's tender cunt. It was getting late, so we returned to my
room. Titan brought Lance with him. I fell asleep but I suspected Lance and
Titian interspersed sex with naps.

The next day the production of Making Porn Epics resumed. There were no
interruptions and things went smoothly. I was able to take close ups of
Lance's cunt and ass. Both were drooling cum. I couldn't tell if it was
Trevor's, Titan's or mine.