Date: Sat, 29 Nov 2008 08:27:17 +0000 (GMT)
From: Steve Parker <steve14b@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: The DVD Tales -1 (Adult-Youth)

This is a `real' story and that means there are no men with cocks the size
of an elephant's trunk and balls as big as eggs! That is fantasy. This is
`real' in the sense that this sort of thing does happen and although a work
of fiction, it is `real' enough to be enjoyed -- real people, real sexual
organs and real situations.

If you liked this chapter and want more, then I am working on more as you
read!

Check the end of this chapter for further information.

By the way -- although based on some real characters, it is an extension of
my imagination. Remember that as you hopefully jack hard to it!


THE DVD TALES -- 1
   by Steve Parker


Late Tuesday morning. The Client as we called him was about 55 and his
boyfriend was 19. He was average in every way but one; average height,
average build, average weight and well, well above average income! The
boyfriend was muscled, tanned, toned and fit and knew a good thing when he
saw it. I suspected the cash was better than the sex and the smile he gave
me in the penthouse suggested I was on the right lines.

My name's Max and I'm 38. I'm white, just a shade under 6'2", muscled, fit,
short hair and a gay porn actor, or model as we're often called. That was
the reason I was in the Penthouse otherwise known as The Studio in London's
Canary Wharf on a Saturday afternoon with these guys. My mate is Jimmy and
he's a semi-pro porn director. I say semi-pro as he's also a taxi driver
during the day. It was Jimmy and me, The Client, his boyfriend and an offer
on the table.

They wanted me for a private job. I wasn't that fussed at first, but then
became very interested, especially when he mentioned a fee of £1200 for
less than an hour's work. That was very good money in this business and I
was up for it. Then he outlined the details. The Client's name was Andrew
and the boyfriend was Tim. We couldn't take our eyes off each other as we
discussed the job in The Penthouse. He was hot and I kept glancing up at
him as Andrew spoke about the job. Andrew never seemed to notice us.

"So you up for it then?" Andrew was almost eager in his questioning and I
got the message that it was a job he certainly wanted to see agreed early
on.

"So how old is the boy?" I asked and waited as they looked at each other
and then Jimmy leant forward to speak.

"Look mate, you can wear a leather mask and nobody will ever know who you
are."

"So how old is he then?" There was a certain irritation in my voice and I
think I was expecting something that would make the £1200 float out of the
door in front of my eyes. They looked at each other and then Jimmy said,
"14. Is that a problem?"

I sat back in the armchair and sank another mouthful of the lager in my
hand.

"No, but where's the mask!" I joked.

So he was 14. So he wanted to get fucked and be a porn model, plus he was a
mate of Tim's. A private DVD for private use they said and I agreed. As
long as it was for private use I wasn't all the bothered and as Jimmy said,
I could wear a mask for anonymity. Who was bothered. It sounded
unrealistic, but wearing a mask I was up for it. "Same school?" I asked
with a certain sarcasm and looked at Tim. He shook his head as though he
wasn't that keen to talk about him.

"I don't go to school. He's just a friend who wants to do porn."  Then
Jimmy spoke again.

"He's cool mate and he's up for it. Thing is, are you?"

"Why you asking Jimmy, scared I might back out?" They all laughed a little
and then Andrew stood up and said, "The kid is horny and you've been
recommended. Timmy showed him your last DVD and the kid sprung a boner in
seconds. I've got a friend who wants a private DVD of him being fucked, so
it's you or we'll find someone else." It sounded like a threat but it was
more a plea and I smiled and then he said, "So can you come round to our
place tomorrow at 3.00 and meet Mark?" So the name finally. I envisaged him
as a small lad with long hair and I was about to mentally undress him when
Andrew thrust a card in my face. "That's the address and be there on
time. The kid will be there at the same time and it'll give you a chance to
get to know him a bit better before you fuck!" He smiled at that and headed
for the door. As they left it was Tim pulling the door slowly and smiling
at me.

Wednesday it was warm in Clapham and just before 3.00 and strangely I was
horny! So I was being paid to fuck a virgin 14 year old and although not
bothered about who saw me, I had agreed to wear the bondage style leather
mask to make it a bit more interesting. I knew the law and sort of mentally
shrugged my shoulders. Good money I said and took the lift to the fifth
floor of the apartment block near the Common. When I got there the three of
them were in the main living room. Andrew, Tim and Mark. He was sitting on
the end of the sofa wearing a yellow teeshirt, white Nike trainers, a
little battered and dirty and a pair of tight fitting Lee Cooper jeans. He
wasn't sure whether to stand up when I walked into the room. I nodded and
sat down on the chair opposite to him. He seemed edgy and nervous but was
trying to be calm and smiled weakly at me. It was Andrew who started the
conversation.

"This is Mark, "I leant forward and we shook hands, "and he's the boy I
told you about." At that Mark nodded in a sort of eager way and then
blushed a little and sat back into the cushions. "So, maybe you and he
should get to know each other." Before I could reply he was pulling Tim by
the arm and they left us alone.

Mark was 15 not 14, but only by a month and in the next seven or eight
minutes he eagerly told me everything about himself -- his name, age, likes
and hobbies, food preferences and cars he liked. He talked because he was
nervous and horny. Then he hesitated and said, "Are you and me going to
... you know ...fuck?" He spat out the final word as though it was redhot
and blushed again. I let out a sly grin and nodded and then bent forward
and put my hand on his knee. He twitched his leg once and then tried to
smile but it came out a twist of the mouth and he seemed even more edgy.

"Yeh, but not today kid. You've seen my last DVD Andrew tells me. Like it?"

"Yeh, you're hot!" The words came out quickly and then he smiled at that
and sat forward and I ran my hand into his crotch. He was hard even under
the jeans I could feel it.

"But you've never been fucked?"

"No, well, a little, but I've done most other things. Come on, I'm 15 man
and horny as fuck!" He was opening up and suddenly he ran a hand over my
knee and looked into my eyes.

"Take your top and socks off and then stand here," I pointed to a spot just
to the side of me, "and open only the first button on your jeans the London
way."

He did what I asked and then said, "Why just the top button, what's the
London way?"

"I'll explain that in a minute, just stand there and let me see what you're
made of."

Mark was about 5'8" and slim, not thin, but slim and muscled with a flat
stomach and the start of a chest would swell out nicely in the next 12
months.When I asked him to lift his arms up it was to check the wispy trail
of hair that was only just starting to appear in his pits. He stared at it
when I did and then turned slightly to face me. His skin was lightly tanned
and that was good, with his boxers now poking over the waistband of his
open jeans. His nipples were large and stood out and I liked that and
thought they would look even better with rings in them. His chest was
starting to develop pecs and I was delighted to see his abs were already
developing nicely. Mark was hot as well as horny and my cock flexed as I
stood up and put my hands on his shoulders. I turned him round and checked
his ass in the jeans. The loose button had released the material so it
didn't quite frame his ass, but it was evident that it was smallish, firm
and that made me get just a little bit harder as I checked out the rest of
his teenage body. There was not a spot on him and I twisted him back round
to check his face. It was the same. He had short hair that was darkish
blonde, almost a dirty yellow and a faint hint of hair on his arms. I
nodded to myself and adjusted my cock as I turned him back round.

"Nice. So tell me what you've done," I said and sat down. He stood and put
one bare foot on the other and let his left hip lower a little. The open
button caused the skin to be exposed under his navel and that made my cock
swell a little more.

"Well I've wanked with my mates at school and with Tim," I put a hand up to
stop him as I let that one sink in and then lowered it and he said, "and I
want to get fucked by a real man and do a porno." That brought a smile to
his face.

"Just like that. So you been fucked before." I asked.

He hesitated and then nodded, adding, "Just once by a mate my age. Hurt a
lot but it was cool, but I don't think he really did it like you do in
those DVDs." That brought another almost shy grin and then he looked down
at the carpet.

"What about Tim and your parents, they will understand?" He almost freaked
out when I mentioned his parents and shuffled nervously moving a little
closer to me.

"No, no, no, no, no, they won't know, Tim said it'd be okay." I nodded and
stroked the smooth and tight skin on his stomach. The boy looked down and
seemed to relax as I ran the edge of my finger up his chest, across his
right nipple and pressed the tip against his lips. He opened his mouth and
let it slip in and then sucked hard on it. I stared at him and he lowered
his eyes and then I stood up and towered over the kid.

"Sit down boy. You've got to learn what's what and how it's going to
be. You want to learn?" He flopped back onto the sofa and nodded. "Then
this is how it goes boy."

I told him I was going to fuck him. I told him to forget about men with
cocks like elephants' trunks and balls the size of plums, gallons of cum,
all that was just wank material I told him. I went on like that for a good
five minutes. "What you're going to get is 7 and a bit inches of very
thick, uncut cock." His face lit up at that and he dropped a hand to his
crotch and pressed down.

"That is not to happen from now on!" I snapped and brushed his hand away in
one swift movement. He looked shocked and stared up at my face. "When you
cum it will be at my command or some other top's demand, not because you
want to. Understand?" He did and apologised as he listened to the rest of
my lecture. And it was a lecture, one for a kid that wanted to step up and
learn about gay sex and a boy that was so horny I wondered if he might cum
without touching himself. He was still staring at and averting his eyes
every few seconds as though he was not sure where to look. I sat back on
the chair and opened my legs wide. The shape of my cock was evident through
my jeans, resting hard and ready for action to the side and Mark was
staring at it. He needed to know what the rules were and I decided now was
the best time to outline them. Just as I was going to carry on Andrew came
in with Tim and said, "Sorry, I have to rush over to Hackney for some
business. I'll leave you in the capable hands of Tim." And with that he was
gone. As the front door slammed Tim sat down on the opposite end of the
sofa and I resumed my speech.

"You don't jack when you're at home without asking first and you probably
won't get a yes from me if it's anything to do with me that is." I looked
across at Tim and he was nodding in agreement. "Thing is, if you want to
stay at home and jack off to porn on your PC then that's OK but ..."

"I don't, I don't!" he shouted and sat up and smiled at me, "I want to do
what you want, erm, er..."

"Max," I said, "remember the name, but you may have to call me something
else if the director or I tell you." He nodded sharply and grinned again.

"You mean like master or sir or something like that?" I laughed at that and
sat up and stroked the front of his crotch again. He let out a short breath
and then turned to look at Tim as I spoke. I grabbed his chin and turned
him to face me.

"When you fuck with me you look at me! When you blow me like you're going
to do in a minute you look into my eyes at all times. Get that?"

"Yes sir, I mean Max, yeh I do, I do!"

"Now when you're with me you need to remember a few things. You go London
style from now on boy! Young guys your age, up to about 19 or so, on the
pull in London wear the last two buttons of any shirt open and the top
button of their jeans or whatever open. Shows you're available to those who
know. In London you can check out the talent without having to wonder if
they are or aren't. Understand?"

"Yeh Max, but what if I'm wearing trackies or say shorts?" His eagerness
and questions were making me horny. He was keen to learn.

"In London you wear something red like string, cotton, wire or cloth,
anything red wrapped round a belt hook in jeans or clipped to your
trackies. The red and buttons open mean you're up for it. It shows guys
that you're young, horny and want cock. We call it London style and that's
the way you go from now on. Whenever you're out with me, if this continues,
that's your signal and it'll show people who know that you ride with
Maxie!" With that I stood up and peeled off my polo shirt, dropped my jeans
and then stood over the boy in just a bulging white jockstrap.

He was open mouthed as I stood there and he ran his eyes up and down my
body and let out a low gasp when he came to my crotch. He admired my
muscles that I still thought could benefit from work on them and the
tattoos on my arms and back. He stared at the small silver ring in my
nipple and then moved his eyes lower. My cock had dampened the front of the
jock that was now pushed out as my meat grew in anticipation of the boy's
soon to be unleashed actions. I just stared and he tried to keep his eyes
on mine but it was hard for him.. He would get used to it. He wanted to
reach out and touch it but seemed unsure about what to do next.

"Kneel!" I said and pointed to the floor in front of me. He was on his
knees like a shot and was looking up into my eyes. "Good boy," I said and
put my hand on his head. "Legs wide apart and hands behind your back
Mark. Show me you want me to boss you." He did as I ordered and kept his
eyes on mine. He was learning. I stepped a couple of inches closer and
pulled his face into my crotch. I felt his breath through the cotton of the
jock and then he surprised me by licking the front of it, the wet patch
that I hoped was tasting sweet to him. My cock was throbbing and as I kept
the boy's face pressed into my crotch I looked over at Tim. He stood up and
walked towards me clutching his crotch. I knew he would do something; there
was too much sexual tension between us for me to ignore it. As I held the
boy's face against the cloth hiding my now hardening cock I kissed Tim. We
tongued and both moaned as his hands went over my abs and pecs and he
tweaked my right nipple. I grunted and then pulled my face away and I
mouthed for him to wait, sit down and firstly get naked.

I let go of Mark's head and he looked up, his face flushed and mouth
slightly open. "Strip!" I said and watched as the boy jumped up, let his
jeans fall to his ankles and then followed it with his boxers. His cock was
now fully erect. It was a decent 5 inches with a small tuft of darkish
hair, not like his head or pit hair, above what looked like a small set of
totally smooth balls. They looked the right size for his age I thought and
the cock was smooth and straight, no veins and uncut. A drop of precum was
glistening on the tip and the boy was now breathing hard. I pointed to the
floor and to my delight he assumed the same position as earlier, hands
behind his back and mouth now a little wider. "Use your teeth only and get
the jock down," I said and then put both hands gently on top of his
head. He leant forward and starting tugging the waistband and trying to
look at me at the same time. He struggled a little and then the band slid
down my hips and as he bent lower with the waistband in his teeth, it
slipped free and down to my ankles when he let go. My cock flopped forward,
a little fleck of precum flicking onto his forehead and then he was
kneeling with a thick cock before his eyes and he looked up to my face. I
reached down and pulled the back of his head forward with my left hand and
he let my thick, veined meat slide about four inches into his mouth and
then stated bobbing on it. He was good and was looking up at me as he did
it, even when it was hard and he had to pull my cock down with his mouth to
maintain eye contact. The foreskin pulled back thanks to his mouth and
letting loose the sweet tasting precum that had been building up under
it. He was slurping noisily and then he was licking the thick head as he
slid his mouth up the shaft. I could feel him pressing his toungue on the
underside of my cock feeling the thick vein as he did so and my balls were
hanging loose in their shaved bag and rolling ever so slightly. As he
continued sucking I saw Tim now sitting naked on the edge of the sofa,
something he had done while watching the young boy pull down my
jockstrap. He was slowly jacking what looked like a good 6 inches of
cock. As Max bobbed up and down on my cock I watched Tim reach over to the
side table and grab a sachet of lube. With the tip of his finger he was
sliding the lube across and ever so slightly into what I could just about
see was a dark hole. He was smooth and rock hard. I wanted to fuck and
looked down at the boy.

"No!" I said in a stern voice and the boy removed his hand from his cock
and looked into my eyes. He got the message and by now his lips were no
more than an inch from my trimmed pubes. I eased his head back and then
stepped to the side and said, "Kneel in front of Tim and watch and
learn. And don't touch that cock!"

Mark did as he was told, looking a little disappointed at having to stop
his sucking and probably his wanking. He almost got into place as Tim lay
back on the sofa and raised his legs wide and up. "Fuck me!" he said in a
sort of horse voice and stared at me. "Please Max, fuck my ass, please!" I
stood in front of the sofa and reached past his leg to the small table and
opened a condom. Mark was shaking slightly, cock still hard and now a drip
coming from the end and watching me roll the condom onto my thick cock. I
was so horny and as I lubed the rubber with my right hand I looked at
Tim. I reached down and joined his hand on his cock and fisted with him for
a fewe seconds. I held his balls, a little hairy and still with some
growing to go. They were a teen's balls, not that big and with just a wisp
of hair. They seemed a little small for a 19 year old but I was onto other
thoughts then. He had a strong body and there were muscles on his stomach
that looked like they had been the subject of a weekly workout. I leaned
forward and let the cockhead touch the slightly opened hole of the older
teen.

"Watch Mark and pay close attention boy. This is what you're going to be
doing very soon." I looked down at Mark's erect cock and he nodded to show
he understood and also to show that he was not jacking it. "This won't take
long Tim," I said as I watched him fisting his cock harder and faster and
he was still looking at me. "You got me so fucking horny man. Gotta ride
that hole. Let's fuck!" With that I pushed forward, put my hands on Tim's
hsoulders and as I did I felt Tim push out to open his hole and my cock
slid in like an ice skater on pure ice. Within two seconds I was all the
way in and Tim's eyes were wide and he was panting already. It felt tight
and I started to pull out and then eased into a short stroke for a
while. Within three minutes my balls were starting to ride my shaft and I
started banging his hole harder. Mark was panting like he was involved in
the physical action and there was only the sound of my cock sliding in and
out of Tim's hole and Tim's occasional moan and low words that varied
between " fuck!" and "do me man, fuck me!". He was panting and shaking and
I could feel his hole constrict every so often as he continued wanking, now
even harder and faster. "Cum for me Tim, shoot that wad for me boy, cum
now!"

It was a corny line but it seemed to work and as I started on another
downstroke he shook and froze for a second as his cum shot up the inside of
his cock and the first shot sprayed onto his neck. I felt his hole
constrict hard and flex against his anal invader. That was followed by
another slightly weaker shot of what still looked like thick cum. Strangely
he was a quiet cummer, just his eyes closing as he blew his wad. It was
then that my balls rolled in their sac and I gave three hard and shorts
thrusts and felt the cum bursting out of my cock and filling the rubber. I
let out my breath and slumped forward but still thrusting as Tim's fourth
shot was no more than a dribble and his face flushed. I blew three hard
shots into the rubber. I looked to the side and Mark was open mouthed and
trying hard not to touch his now quivering teen cock. As I pulled out Tim's
legs came down and he slid sideways and began sliding the small pool of cum
round his chest.

"You fuck good Max. I couldn't help cumming so quick. Sorry."

"No problem Tim, sweet ass. You see all that Mark?" I started pulling off
the condom with what was a fair load for a man who cums every day. As I
stood up, still looking at the boy, he was looking at the filled rubber I
was tying off.

"Yeh, yeh!" He was almost shouting with excitement and stood up and tried
to grab his cock. I stepped forward and twisted his hand hard away from it.

"What the fuck you doing?" I asked.

"Nothing Max, sir, sorry, I just , I ..."

"Just get dressed now and leave that cock alone. If you jack off between
now and the filming on Friday, I'll know it." He seemed to believe that and
rushed to get dressed. I wondered if he could stop him self from jacking
and I suspected it might result in a wet dream for the boy that night. I
watched as I felt my cock start to lower and my balls followed suit. "We
will need you horny and full of cum on Friday Mark, so don't jack that
meat!" I laughed and ruffled his hair and he smiled as he said he would
leave it alone for 48 hours.

"It isn't going to be easy after that Max. That was so hot I thought I was
gonna cum without touching my cock!" I looked at him as he finished
dressing and was pleased to see that even with one mention of it he was
standing with the button of his jeans open and his face still flushed.

"Now get yourself off home and Tim will call with details of the shoot."

As he closed the door and I looked down at my cock, I saw the naked figure
of Tim slide off the sofa and began the nice job of cleaning my cock with
his open mouth. As he did so and I looked down at his smooth back and ass,
I realised that I had done a good job in restraining myself from fucking
the younger boy. That pleasure was for the camera, £1200 and a hot
afternoon's work in The Penthouse. As Tim started to lap and lick my balls
I wondered if it would be more than a one-off. The boy was keen and if he
was doing it for any money, the maybe it would develop into something. I'd
been fucking since I was 16 with guys from my age to 48 and yet this was
the first time I had fucked anyone -- or would fuck -- someone much
younger. I heard a gurgle and realised that my thoughts had brought my cock
back to life. Tim was trying to look up into my eyes as the cock was back
to its full hardness and his nose what touching my trimmed pubes. I put my
hand on his head and said, "Just do your best Tim."

To be continued ...



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