Date: Sat, 06 Apr 2013 19:32:14 -0400
From: Isaac Smith <isaacstories@mail.com>
Subject: Chandler's Day 01

Chandler's Day

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Chapter One

Chandler Riggs stretched out slowly and yawned as he woke up, the sun
streaming through the curtains of his bedroom. He could feel his cock
straining against his blue boxers, an everyday occurrence since he turned
13 last July, but, as he had found a few month earlier, an excellent excuse
(as if he needed one) for a nice morning jerk off...

Reaching down and sliding his boxers down and freeing his modest four and a
half inch cock, he wraps his soft hand around the rock hard shaft and pulls
back gently, a soft moan escaping his throat as he does so. His mind
mentally flicks through all the hot stuff he has seen over the past few
weeks since finishing filming the current season of The Walking Dead,
before settling on a mental snapshot he'd taken of his hot co-star Norman
Reedus in a tight pair of board shorts he'd been wearing at the end of
season pool party AMC had thrown for them.

He could picture of every detail of how the shorts had clung to Norman's
taut buttocks and impressive looking package (despite his best efforts to
engineer a way to see the gorgeous guy in the buff, he'd not been able to
do it) so he could only guess at both the length and girth of the organ
which he increasingly desired, the thoughts of which often made him drool
slightly.

Increasing his pace, he imagined himself kneeling in front of Norman and
peeling the damp material down over the bulge and freeing the 9 inch uncut
monster from the confines it's damp prison, one hand gently caressing the
object of his teen desires, the other cupping a surprisingly heavy, soft
but hairy pair of balls, seeing the cock swell before his eyes to its full
state of erection as he peeled the skin back over a dark purple head, his
mouth rapidly descending to engulf it in his hot, damp mouth, the tip of
his tongue finding and caressing the whole at the very tip.

Dropping the hand from Norman's balls, he frees his own very hard cock from
the pair of midnight blue speedo's he'd worn to the party, he starts to
jerk his own cock as he attempts to get as much of Norman's cock in his
mouth without chocking as he could, the hand on the hot, thick cock in his
mouth pulls back and forth rapidly, he hears Norman moan "damn that feels
good" as he gets just over half of his cock in his young co-stars eager
mouth.

Chandler increases the pace on both his and Norman's cock as he feels the
head almost swell in his mouth, suddenly Norman pulls his cock out of his
mouth and starts to shoot hot, thick cum all over his face, the first spurt
hitting his hair and splashing down over his forehead, he barely has time
to close his eyes as the second spurt hits him right between the eyes,
running down his face, he feels the following half dozen spurts hit him all
over his face, before the final shot lands in his open mouth, coating his
flicking tongue in salty, but almost sweet cum. The taste of the cum he so
desired pushes him over the edge and he starts to fire his thinner, almost
watery cum all over his co-stars manly feet...

Or, in reality, all over his flat, smooth belly as he lays in bed almost
humping his right hand in mid-air as the final and strongest of his spurts
lands over one nipple. Letting go of his now slowly deflating cock, he
rolls over and grabs a handful of Kleenex from the box he keeps
strategically placed on his bedside cabinet.

Cleaning the last of his cum off his belly, Chandler runs his finger
through the cum on his left nipple and brings it to his lips and tastes his
own seed. He ponders briefly if he should be more concerned with the fact
that he clearly is gay, but dismisses it, he is who he is and he knows that
his parents would be right behind him.

He pushes the boxers he wore to bed down his legs before kicking them off
roughly in the direction of his clothes hamper and springs from bed and
pads naked towards his bathroom for a shower.

After his shower, he stands naked in front of his mirrored wardrobe and
admires the subtle changes in his body, the smooth flat belly, with just
the last traces of baby fat, the perky, almost bubble like swell of his
butt and finally his favourite organ, his (now soft) cock, the head of
which is stark pink in contrast to the milky white tube of flesh encasing
it (he doesn't know why his parents had him cut, but he likes the look),
his only regret about the area is his total lack of pubic hair, he knows it
will happen soon as he can cum, but he's impatient for a nice bush to call
his own.

Tearing his eyes from his body, he starts to pull on a pair of grey boxer
shorts and black dress socks, followed by a pair of grey trousers,
finishing his dressing with a crisp white short sleeved shirt, he looks
again in the mirror as he slides his feet into a pair of black leather
loafers. He looks much smarter than is normal, but his agent told him to
dress up for today's audition for a new show on Fox.

He'd mentioned his audition to his best friend Ryan, Ryan was the only one
he'd told about his desire for cock, mainly as he'd watched Ryan undressing
during gym class at school and liking what he'd seen, Ryan's sexy body
being the cause of many of Chandler's orgasms. He'd been really nervous
that Ryan would freak out and reject him before publicly outing him, but
one quiet Saturday afternoon in Chandler's room he'd just come straight out
and admitted what he'd wanted, ready to laugh at the first sign of a
looming freak out. He'd been shocked but delighted when Ryan kissed him
full on the mouth mid-sentence before telling Chandler how he'd been
thinking the same things. That afternoon was still one of Chandler's
favourite jerk off memories, remembering how Ryan had cum so much during
their first mutual jerk off.

Ryan was another actor, albeit not on the scale of Chandler, with his shock
of red hair and a smooth complexion, he was every agent's first choice for
adverts that called for the "typical boy next door", Ryan had appeared in
several dozen since he started acting at 8 and knew a lot of the casting
agents. When Chandler had said he had an audition for a new show, Ryan's
first question was "who's the casting agent?" when Chandler had replied it
was a guy called Frank Miller, Ryan laughed and told him he'd sail through
the audition, puzzled, Chandler asked him to explain.

Ryan laughed again and told him that the last audition he'd had for Frank
had been for a Verizon ad and Frank spent most of the audition "checking
out my body", Chandler thought about this and found he was turned on by the
thought of a man desiring his body, he asked Ryan for tips to deal with him
and Ryan told him to do some stretches to warm up, he'd noticed that really
had grabbed Frank's attention!

With one last glance in the mirror, Chandler headed for his bedroom door,
today could be very interesting...

On the other side of town, Frank Miller stepped the front door of his
palatial office, smiling at his hot young male secretary Benjamin. Benjamin
was the lynchpin of Frank being organised, without him Frank knew he'd be
late for everything, he was a lover, not a thinker is how he jokingly
phrased it to acquaintances on the rare occasion Benjamin's skills failed
and he was late. Aside from being a casting agent popular with agents,
performers and studios, Frank was an avid boylover, and his job allowed him
to see some of the most desirable and sexy boys on the acting circuit. His
job was how he'd met Benjamin, when he'd come through Frank's door for an
audition.

Frank felt his cock swell as he thought back to that first meeting and how
he'd literally talked the then 15 year old out of his clothes with some
line about how the part he was auditioning for had scenes that would
require him to be wearing only his underwear, Benjamin not hesitating for a
second, confirming Frank's long held belief that most boys knew exactly
what men like him wanted and loving it.

He could see every inch of Benjamin's smooth body, just the faintest hint
of hair under his arms, the smooth, flat stomach leading down to a pair of
white briefs covering what looked suspiciously like a semi erect
cock... interrupting the lines Benjamin was reading, he informed him that a
later scene would require him to masturbate and asking him if he'd be
comfortable doing so, watching the boy's face for any sign of repulsion or
hesitation and seeing only a gleam in his eye as he said he'd have no
problem with that and peeling the briefs down his legs. Frank's cock
swelled as he saw a magnificent 6 inch erection spring free as the material
passed over them, a small thatch of light brown pubic hair seeming to give
the ideal finishing teen touch to a truly magnificent cock. Stopping
Benjamin as he was about to toss the briefs with his other discarded
clothing, Frank asked him to toss them on his desk, the boy before him
obeying without hesitation.

As Benjamin grasped his cock, Frank turned on the TV directly in front of
his desk facing Benjamin and started playing a local adult porn station,
watching Benjamin's eyes widen as he started to jerk his cock. Frank bought
the white briefs up off his desk and to his nose, sniffing the scent of
teen boy, a smell that made his own cock become fully hard in the confines
of his trousers. Lowering both the briefs and his hands, he unzipped his
trousers and pulled his eight and a half inch cock out of his boxerbriefs,
wrapped the briefs around his rock hard erection and started to jerk
himself off. His eyes flicked to Benjamin who was still jerking
increasingly fast, his teen eyes clouded with lust. Frank decided now would
the time to test if Benjamin was as gay as he suspected, he flicked the TV
to a gay porn film he had playing on the DVD player, as luck would have it
the scene playing had a smooth twink masturbating in a locker room. Frank
watched as Benjamin's eyes went wide as he saw what was now on screen, his
hand not missing a stroke as he jerked faster to the gay porn. Frank's own
hand increased the pace as he saw Benjamin increase his pace; he felt his
balls contract but decided for one last change, flicking the screen to a
video playing in the background on his laptop. This video featured a boy
who was maybe 12 jerking his sexy hairless cock in what was clearly the
office Benjamin now found himself in. Frank watched as Benjamin's eyes
nearly popped out of his head, his cock shooting out load after load of hot
cum as he watched the 12 year old jerk. Seeing Benjamin shoot made Frank
lose control and flood the briefs wrapped around his cock with a huge
load...

Frank was snapped back to reality by the realisation that the now 18 year
old Benjamin was talking to him,

"Hello? Earth to Frank? I said would you like a coffee?"

Shaking his head, Frank replied yes and asked what his first appointment of
the day was. Benjamin, in the three years they'd known each other, he'd
always insisted upon Benjamin rather than Ben, smiled the million dollar
smile that always bought a grin to Frank's face and said "first appointment
is one you're gonna love, it's for a new show on Fox and you'll be seeing
the edible Chandler Riggs". Benjamin had become an authority on Frank's
desires over the years and Frank beamed as he walked towards his office
door...



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