Date: Wed, 17 May 2023 11:42:44 +0100 From: Bill Jonners Subject: Mark's New Life 10 Can you imagine life without Nifty? Please show your support with contributions to keep the Archive online. You can find out how at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html This story mentions some real places but the characters and events are entirely fictional. It contains descriptions of sexual interactions between a young teenager and older men. I would love to hear from you if you are enjoying this story. I will reply to all emails sent to colin4men@gmail.com Bill MARK'S NEW LIFE Chapter 10 Robert received a phone call from Phil Mitchell (the casting agent) and put it on speakerphone so that Mark could hear. "Hello Mark. As I just told your uncle, I have received very positive reports about your performance in the tv drama you worked on earlier this week. It's always good to get confirmation that my judgment is correct." "I'm glad I didn't let you down, Mr Mitchell," said Mark. "I enjoyed the whole experience. I even got to work with and chat to one of my favourite actors, Harry Grant." "I'm happy for you," responded Phil. "I assume you want to carry on acting?" Mark laughed. "I'm more keen than ever to become a successful actor." "Does that mean you will be happy to attend an audition for a small part in a long-running police series?" asked Phil. "I would be delighted," replied Mark. "Good! It's next Tuesday afternoon," said Phil. "That's a bit awkward," Robert said. "I need to be in London next Tuesday." "No problem, Mr Paterson. I can accompany Mark," Phil said. "The casting director's office isn't far from mine and I can pick Mark up at the railway station if he can get here by 1.30pm." "That's great, Mr Mitchell. We both appreciate that," said Robert. "Mark was going to spend the day with my sister but she will ensure that he gets on the appropriate train." "Yes, thanks Mr Mitchell," said Mark. When the call ended, Mark hugged Robert. `Isn't this fantastic? I'm getting lots of work." "You haven't got the job yet. It's just an audition," cautioned Robert. "I know but getting an audition is good when I am still unknown. I don't even have my equity card yet," said Mark. "That should be approved any day now but it really is good that you are getting the opportunity to try out for another role so quickly," said Robert. "Mr Mitchell must be putting you forward for every possibility." Mark smiled. "That's probably because he wants another blowjob from me." Robert laughed. "That wasn't mentioned as part of the deal." "No but I will be happy to give him one if I get this job." Mark paused and scratched his head. "I wonder if I need to offer sex to the casting director to secure the role." Robert frowned. "I hope that won't be necessary." *** "I like your new hairstyle," Phil said when he met Mark at the station. "Thanks. Am I suitably dressed?" responded Mark. He was wearing a short-sleeved white shirt and tight-fitting dark blue trousers. "You look great," smiled Phil. They walked towards the building where the audition would be held and after a few minutes Mark asked, "Would it help my chances if was extra nice to the casting director?" Phil soon realised what Mark meant. He smiled and said, "No. Mr Mason has zero interest in young males. Don't worry though. I know you'll make a good impression." Mark discovered that two other boys had been called for the audition. He recognised one from a tv show he had seen recently and thought he didn't stand much chance against a boy with more experience. He said so to Phil and was told that an unknown face often did better in minor roles in popular tv shows. Soon it was Mark's turn to be auditioned and Phil went into the room with him. "Good to see you again, Mr Mason. Allow me to introduce Mark, a future star." Mark had been distracted by the presence of the other man in the room but he smiled and held out his hand to Mr Mason. "I'm very pleased to meet you, Mr Mason. I appreciate you giving me the chance to audition." "You can thank Phil Mitchell for that," said Mr Mason. "I wouldn't normally consider using someone with so little experience but he was very persuasive. I'm sure you know Keith Forbes." He indicated the man in his right. "Yes, of course." Mark smiled and offered the man his hand. "I have been a fan of yours for a long time but I didn't expect to see you here today." "Apart from starring in the show as usual, Keith will be directing the episode you are auditioning for," explained Mr Mason. "Please sit down, both of you." Mark took the opportunity to check out the man he might be working beside. Keith, who played DCI Knox, was a tall man with a muscular build, a beard, shaved head and piercing blue eyes. He couldn't help but notice that the man was looking at him quite closely. "This isn't the easiest of roles," Mr Mason told Mark. "The longest scene near the end requires you to show quite a lot of emotion - fearful at the start and then being close to tears as you reveal that you witnessed the murder. Do you think you can manage that?" "I have never tried to produce fake tears but, if I get a little time to prepare, I can think about my mother who passed away last year and tears might come," replied Mark. "However a boy my age would do his best not to cry in front of strangers. I can look upset." "Fair enough," said Mr Mason. "Any comments, Keith?" "We can see how things go but I accept that you will need time to prepare if we want to see tears in your eyes," Keith said. "Let's go through part of that scene where I'm questioning you." He handed Mark two pages of the script. "Read through that and then we will go through it together, speaking the words out loud." Mark took the script and thought carefully as he slowly read through the pages. He looked up at Keith and said, "I'm ready." Keith, as the tough detective, questioned Mark. The way in which Mark delivered his lines with hesitant responses, his voice sometimes cracking and then showing relief at having unburdened himself impressed both Mr Mason and Keith. "A little bit of work is required but that was pretty good," said the casting director. "What do you think, Keith?" Keith gave a shrug and stared at Mark, his gaze moving from the boy's face to his crotch. Then he moved his right hand to squeeze his own crotch. Mark was watching him closely. "Well, I'm not sure," Keith said eventually. "I really liked the first boy but I guess we could work something out. Tell me, Mark. Are you good at following directions? I can be quite demanding." Mark's mouth felt dry but he nodded. "The director of the tv drama I worked on last week said I did a really good job and I will do whatever you tell me, Mr Forbes." Mark could feel his cock stiffening. He put a hand over his crotch, licked his lips and added, "I want to make you happyÉsir." Phil noticed the exchange and decided to help Mark. "You won't regret choosing Mark, Mr Forbes. The boy is keen to succeed in this industry and will do whatever it takes." "Yes, I will do anything you want," said Mark. He mouthed another `anything' and then smiled. His cock began to stir because he had hinted at something sexual. "Stand up and slowly turn around," responded Keith. "Let me see if I can picture you in the role." Mark did as directed. By the time he facing Keith again, there was a very obvious tenting in his trousers. Keith smiled and leaned over the desk. Holding out his hand to Mark, he said, "I have found the boy I want." Mark shook the man's hand. "Thank you, sir. It will be an honour for me to work with you." "We will be get the contract drawn up," Mr Mason. "It will however be some weeks before filming begins." "It's nice to have something to look forward to," said Mark. As he turned to leave the room, he looked over his shoulder and found Keith smiling at him. He winked, clenched his buttocks and said, "Goodbye, Mr ForbesÉsir." Keith Forbes winked back. "I hope you don't regret throwing yourself at him," Phil said to Mark as soon as they were outside. "I didn't know that Keith Forbes was gay but it's obvious that he fancies you." Mark nodded. "Yeah. I saw the way he was looking at me as soon as I walked into the room. However I hope I got the job mainly because it was a good audition." "It was a very good audition," responded Phil. "Few actors could have shown so much emotion after only reading the script once." "Thanks. Now I need to thank you for helping me get another job," said Mark. "Shall we go to your office?" Phil looked slightly puzzled. "I'm horny and you deserve a blowjob. Or more!" "You don't have toÉ" "I want to, Mr Mitchell," smiled Mark. "As I said, I'm horny." It was a short walk to Phil's office. He told his secretary that he wasn't to be disturbed and locked the door once he and Mark were inside. Mark grinned and started undressing. "Are you sure about this?" the overweight 52-year old asked. "Yes. I'd like you to fuck me this time," replied Mark. The man wouldn't have been his first choice of sex partner but he was turned on by the thought of submitting to the dominant man playing his favourite tv detective. Phil took off his jacket and then paused. "I don't have any lube." Mark recalled that Phil's cock was quite a bit smaller than Robert's. "That doesn't matter. I will suck you first and get your cock really wet." Phil smiled and loosened his tie as he sat in his chair to watch Mark. "You don't need to strip off totally." "I know it's not essential but I like being naked when I'm serving a sexy man," said Mark. Seconds later he was naked and crawling towards the man. Mark gave the bulge in Phil's trousers a gentle squeeze before unbuckling the belt and opening the trousers. Phil raised himself momentarily to allow the boy to pull the trousers and his boxers down a little and then he relaxed and spread his legs. Mark took hold of the semi-erect cock and then bent forward to kiss the glans which had emerged from the foreskin. The musky smell turned him on and he licked at the piss-slit while pulling the foreskin fully back. Phil moaned softly as Mark took the cockhead into his mouth and sucked on it. With Mark now also toying with his large hairy balls, it didn't take long for the cock to grow to its maximum 15 cm (6 inches). "You are doing a wonderful job," he told Mark. Mark smiled to himself. His own cock was rock-hard and leaking pre-cum as he licked and sucked the cock. He lifted himself off the man's cock and said, "Hold my head and push me onto your cock. I want to feel your cock in my throat." He could easily have taken the whole of the cock himself but he was imagining Keith Forbes being rougher with him and he wanted Phil to be more forceful. "I don't want to hurt you," Phil said. However he pressed the boy's head onto his cock, pulled back a little and the pressed down again a few times. "I liked that," Mark said when he was released. "You will need to use a finger or two to prepare by boy-pussy." He stood up and bent over the desk. Phil moved behind Mark and caressed the small, rounded buttocks before spreading them and gazing at the pink pucker. "It's beautiful but it looks so small. Are you sure you can take a man-size cock?" Mark forced himself not to smile. "Yes, I can take it. Just use some saliva and prepare me with your fingers first." Phil spat on the rosebud and then sucked his right forefinger. He ran the tip of his finger over the entrance and then slowly pushed inside. "Hmmm, that feels good," said Mark. "Push deeper and then fuck me with your finger." Phil now took control, fucking with one finger and then two. "I think you're ready," he said after some minutes. He dribbled saliva on his cock and then pressed the head against the opening. "Okay?" "I'm ready," replied Mark. He felt pressure being applied and pushed back. He was glad that Phil didn't have a thick cock because the saliva didn't provide as much lubrication as the gel Robert used but soon the cockhead was inside what he sometimes referred to as his love-tunnel. "Push deeper, Mr Mitchell," he said. "Mmmm, yeah. That feels good." "It feels amazing," responded Phil. "I don't think I have ever been inside such a tight little cunt." Mark could feel Phil's pubic hair pressing against his bum. He used his arse muscles to squeeze the cock. "Fuck my boy-cunt, Mr Mitchell. Fuck me hard." With his hands on the boy's hips, Phil began to go in and out with short, slow movements. "That feels nice but you can fuck me harder," said Mark. Phil started thrusting faster and harder. "That's better. Your cock feels so good." Phil relaxed and ceased worrying about Mark when he heard those words. He had often fantasised about some of his younger clients but Mark was the youngest and the cutest. Fucking the boy's tight arse was definitely a dream come true. Part of him wanted to make this a long fuck but he was conscious of his secretary next door so he didn't hold back. He pounded Mark hard and fast. "I'm cumming," he whispered after only five minutes. Then he gasped and sent a huge load of cum deep into the boy's hole. "That was good," Mark said when the man's cock slid from his arse. He then surprised Phil by kneeling in front of him and sucking his cock clean. Phil noticed Mark stiff, wet cock. "You haven't cum yet. Let me suck you off," he said. Mark sat on the desk and spread his legs. Phil licked the pre-cum from the boy's cock and then took it into his mouth. Phil was an expert cocksucker and Mark moaned softly as he was brought to a climax. "Here it comes!" he warned moments before spunking off in the man's mouth. Phil swallowed every drop and then licked the cock clean. "Your boy-cream tastes delicious. We must have a longer sex session sometime." "Yes, maybe." Mark smiled, jumped to the floor and started putting his clothes back on. "Don't tell my Uncle Robert about this." "Of course not! I want tell a soul," responded Phil. "This is our secret." Mark gave Phil a quick kiss on the lips. "Keep finding me jobs and we can have lots more sex." "I will do my best," grinned Phil. *** On the train home, Mark used Google to search for information about Keith Forbes. He found that the man was unmarried but there was nothing to suggest that he was gay. Mark was also disappointed when he couldn't find any topless photos of the actor. "I'm sure he wants to fuck me though," he said to himself. His cock stiffened as he tried to imagine what the man looked like naked. "I'm going to be on tv - in the show with Chief Inspector Knox," Mark told Peggy, Robert's sister, when he arrived at her house. "That's great news," she said. "I hope you will still visit me when you're famous." Mark laughed. "Of course I will, Aunt Peggy. You're family." Peggy smiled. "That's nice to know. I wonder what your sister will say if she sees you on the telly." "I don't care what she thinks," responded Mark. "She doesn't care about me." "I care about you," said 12 year old Connor. "I'm proud to have you as my friend." Mark gave Connor a playful punch on the arm. "I like having you as my friend. Come on, let's kick a ball about in the garden." "Mark's a nice boy," Peggy thought as she went to start preparing dinner. *** It was after 9pm when Robert arrived to collect Mark. "How did the audition go?" he asked Mark. Mark grinned. "I got the jobÉand I met Keith Forbes, the star of the show." "I'm pleased for you," smiled Robert. "When does filming take place?" "I don't know. I was just told it would be a few weeks," replied Mark. "You could be back at school then. We will need to make arrangements with the school so that you get time off when you're acting," responded Robert. He then turned to Peggy and said, "I hope he behaved himself." "He was an angel. He even insisted on washing the dishes after we had dinner," said Peggy. "That encouraged Connor to do something very rare - he volunteered to dry the dishes." Connor blushed slightly at being teased. "I help with the washing up sometimes." Peggy laughed. "Yeah. Only when you're asked and usually after moaning about it." Mark tried not to laugh. "We're leaving now. I will see you again soon, Connor." "Goodnight, Connor. I assume Susan is in bed already," said Robert. He hugged and kissed his sister. He knew that his brother-in-law was working a night shift. Robert smiled when Mark told him on the way home that he thought Keith Forbes fancied him. "Yeah? Was he the only one who did?" he asked. He didn't believe that the macho actor could possibly be interested in the boy. "Yes. Mr Mitchell told me that the casting director isn't gay. They were the only two there," replied Mark. "Changing the subject, I hope you don't think it's too late for us to have sex tonight." "It might not be too late but I think I am too tired," Robert said. "Aww, Uncle Robert," Mark whined. Then he smiled. "I'm going to make you horny and change your mind. Wait and see." Robert sighed. He knew that the sex-mad youngster would get what he wanted. *** The next couple of weeks passed quietly. Robert was busy with a project so Mark spent more time with Connor. He enjoyed the younger boy's company but never had any sexual thoughts about him. He was a bit surprised one afternoon when Connor raised the subject by saying, "You like boys, don't you? Do you like me?" "You know I like you but do you mean something more than that?" Mark asked. Connor stared at his feet when he replied. "Aunt Peggy and Uncle Brian told me a few weeks ago that you areÉum, gay. I was just wonderingÉ" "I like you a lot but not in that way. You are too young for me. I like olderÉboys," said Mark. "Oh, okay." Connor smiled. "I don't think I'm gay and it doesn't matter to me that you are." "Good, because I think of you as being like a cousin," said Mark. He laughed and added, "Definitely not a possible boyfriend!" Connor started laughing too. "Cousin? I like that." Then he became more serious. "I don't know how long I will be staying with AuntÉI mean my foster parents." "Well, even if you move away we can still keep in touch," said Mark. "There are these things called phones." Connor smiled again. "Okay, smartypants!" He stood up and said, "Let's ask Uncle Robert if we can go to the swimming pool. You can check out the older boys." "Are you going to check out the sexy girls?" Mark asked. "Nah. I'm not much interested in girls. Or boys either. I'm more into football," replied Connor. "So you like sexy footballers, eh?" Mark teased. Conner pushed at Mark. "Don't be daft! I'm keen on the game - not the men!" "No? I think Cristiano Renaldo is sexy," smiled Mark. "You're crazy," laughed Connor. To be continued