Good Times Video 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
Living in the Good Times Studio took some adjusting. Tony and Small Package were easy going and not demanding. I was busy learning the business. I went over the books and figured out the day-to-day expenses. The corporation was based in a Caribbean Island Nation so only operational payments were made by me. Roscoe handled the corporate stuff.
I was careful to make sure all the local regulations and fees were paid. I figured that given the nature of our business some local politician would like to make a big show shutting us down. I made donations to local charities in my own name. I was a fifth wheel in the operation at first, but I am a fast learner.
I was surprised that in some ways, porn taught itself. While I had an entirely conventional upbringing, I had no problem with getting into gay sex and porn. I didn't think of myself as not particularly sexually driven, but since porn was my new job and fifty percent of the men I met were nude, erect, or nude and erect, I eased into the new job quickly.
I had been there a few weeks when Forest and Tony came to see me. "Your father had a video that was to be released after his death," Forest said. "I don't know how close you were to your father, but you need to see it and decide if you want it released. It was made five years ago and features your father and his brother George."
"I had an uncle?" I asked.
Forest chuckled. "It is hard to think of him as your Uncle George. He was more open that your father sexually. He founded the company, and your father took it over when George died six months after they made the video. He looked healthy in the video. He had an aggressive strain of cancer," Forest explained.
No one knew the meaning of the video's title, Farewell Party," he explained. "It features George and your father, and their favorite friends and actors on the staff."
This was a complete surprise to me, but the video was more surprising. My father and George were not twins but were remarkably similar. Both were bald, bearded, and bearlike men. They were hairy and hung. I inherited that from them. My Grandfather was hairy too. He taught me how to swim at the local lake.
The men were all dressed at the beginning of the video, but George yelled out, "Let's make this into a real party!" and the men stripped.
The Good Times Video Company was known for combining hot sex scenes with as little plot as possible. Farewell Party fit this description. My dad and uncle were fucked and fucked all of the actors in quick succession. I had never seen my father naked, but by the time the video ended I knew his genitals in close up detail. That was a surprise, but after the first three of four men fucked him, I developed an admiration for his stamina.
Since Dad and my uncle were almost identical, it would have been hard to know who was fucking, except George wore a red, rubber, cock ring. Watching your father fucking multiple men was odd, but his stamina and the sheer amount of sperm spurting from his cock was amazing. My uncle ran out of sperm and they substituted my father's ejaculations for my uncles. It seemed that eighty to ninety percent of the Good Times Video staff new my father intimately.
The father I knew was entirely conventional. Seeing him as a sexual athlete was a surprise. It was also a surprise to see him smiling. While I saw him smiling as his cock poked into and ass, he seemed to be beaming with joy as Small Package's oversized cock poked into his ass. Small Package was one of the few men who ate my dad's cum. Somehow, I knew it wasn't the first time. When the video was over, I said I would think about it, and would decide the next day.
When I woke the next morning, I realized I had dreamed about the video for most of the night. It was a dream, not a nightmare. My dad had a triple life. One was with his wife and daughters, one with my mother and me, and a third life was with the Good Times Video staff and his brother. Dad also had an incredible capacity for sexual enjoyment.
I had sucked a few cocks and had taken a cocks with an inexperienced top. I had almost no experience. I didn't know what to do next. I decided to take a shower. I had just turned on the water when Small Package and Lugg joined me. Lugg had spent the night with Small Package.
"You were a star in the video," I said to Small Package. "Did you get along with dad."
"We hit it off. My ass was perfect for his cock, and I couldn't get enough of his cock cream," he said. "We got along well. You look a lot like him."
"Does that include my cock?" I asked.
"It sure does," he replied, paused and then added, "I'm more interested in your ass. Your dad's ass was designed to take my cock."
He nodded. "I shoot off very forcefully. He loved that," he said. "That my be too much information for you."
I didn't want to show him I was that interested. For some reason I dropped to my knees and began to suck his cock. He and Lugg knew that wasn't accidental. Ten minutes later I was in Small Package's room with Lugg and Tony.
Tony was the first man in line to fuck me. h\He had a nice cock, but it wasn't as big as Lugg or Small Package's big cocks. "I need to warn you that when I'm in an ass, I can't control when I shoot off," Tony said.
"Think of his sperm as lubricant," Lugg said. "He shoots a good load, and it will fill your entire love tunnel."
Tony was well lubricated, and he popped past my sphincter easily. He gently massaged my ass and began twitching as he shot off. He ejaculated as he pulled out of my ass lubricating my entire rectum. I was surprised that it had been gentle and Tony's spurting cum was almost loving. I didn't know if that was his normal reaction to shooting off in an ass, or if it was my ass.
Small Package was in my ass as soon as Tony vacated my hole. There was no question that Small Package was excited by my ass. His cock stretched my sphincter, but once his knob passed through it, all was well.
"Damn, it's fucking beautiful in you. You're tighter than your dad," Small Package moaned. I squeezed my sphincter and he moaned, "It's fucking beautiful!" again.
Lugg leaned over and sucked my cock. He coordinated his sucking with Small Package's thrusting cock. after ten minutes I couldn't take anymore. Small Package shot off and my sperm ejected into Lugg's mouth. He took every drop. We broke apart. As I left the room, Lugg whispered to me, "Save a place on you danse cared for me tonight."
"You're really big," I replied.
"I watched you take my pal's cock. By tonight you will be desperate to take me," he said. I didn't believe that, but Lugg knew more about me than I did.
That afternoon, I asked Small Package to tell me his real name. "My parents named me Randal. They called me Randy."
"Sure," he said. "Would it be okay if you called me Small Package on the set and Randy in the apartment?"
I smiled and said that would be fine.
That afternoon we had auditions. I was surprised that there were many men who wanted to be porn stars. The phrase "porn star," stuck me as odd.
Forest was in charge of the auditions. He had already rejected a drug addict, alcoholics, and the obviously mentally ill. He also did a criminal check. That reduced the talent pool by fifty percent. The men who weren't willing to get naked were excluded. It seemed to me that being unwilling to strip was obviously a part of porn. Some men were hoping that porn was a good experience for a straight acting career. Forest told them doing porn increased his chance to be fucked by a talent agent or director and nothing else.
The first man to be interviewed was a painter named Moses. He was both an artist and a house painter. He was forty or so, and was heavy set, but in good shape. He told us he was too old for the bars, and he wanted no string sex just to keep him in practice. "I'm afraid if I ever find Mr. Right, I'll have forgotten how to have sex." Forest asked him if he was full service of had limits?
"I top, bottom and sideways," Moses replied. "I'm not into kids, no whips or chains."
Forest said that was fine and then asked him if he had a problem barebacking.
"I don't do it much, but I assume you test," he said. "In the good old days, I loved it."
"Did anyone mention part of this interview is naked?" Forest asked.
"I guessed that. When do we start?" Moses asked.
"Believe it or not, but the naked part is right now," Forest said. Moses laughed and took off his shirt. "You know that we pick your playmate. He may be old, young, White, Black, or Asian. Whoever it is you will fuck, or suck. You will slurp up the sticky, creamy stuff that spurts from a cock."
Moses was now naked and half hard. That was a good sign. Two naked men came in. Wilbur was a black postman whose cock almost touch his knees. Marty was muscular gym rat, who washed dishes at a posh restaurant. He wasn't an intellectual powerhouse, but he was affable and pleasant.
"Are you okay with these guys?" Forest asked Moses.
"Shit, Christmas came early!" Moses replied. Five minutes later Moses was spit roasted with Wilbur deep in his ass with his pubis hair tickling his ass hole. Marty's cock was down his throat, and Moses' nose was sniffing Marty's bush.
"I have a suspicion that Moses's virgin days were decades ago," Forest whispered to me. Both Wilbur and Marty shot off in Moses and all three men were happy. Usually, we would have had a second sex scene, but it was clear that Moses had found the promised land and he would be an asset.
We had a gap between scenes. Forest went to make some calls, and I went to my apartment. I went to my bathroom and found Marty's cock in Moses' ass as Wilbur was trying to suck Moses dry.
Our second interview was with Thurston Hollowell. He was sixty-five, had just retired and wanted something to do. Thurston was well over six feet tall and looked like a grandfather from a Norman Rockwell painting. He had been an engineer for the Highway Department, and it had been a mandatory retirement.
He was bored. Engineering is rarely an exciting profession. However, Thurston investigated failures of bridges and roadways. He was sent all over the country. He used the travel to meet with men who shared his sexual interests. His wife of thirty, not happy, years had died a year earlier. Thurston was looking for entertainment.
Thurston had no problem stripping naked. He was tan, slim and in good shape. He was bald and a fine coat of white hair covered his chest. Since he was obviously a daddy type, Forest paired him with a young looking twenty-fine year old, who called himself Hard Rock and a seventy-year-old daddy, Louie Demont. He was a retired high School French teacher.
There was a little plot. Rock Hard was a Louie's difficult grandson and he asked Thurston to straighten him out. As is the case in gay porn, Thurston decided to inject some common sense into him by shooting the common sense cum into the boy's ass.
Louie is so impressed he sampled the creamy commonsense drooling from Hard Rock's ass. Hard Rock wanted more, so he suck off Thurston. To thank Thurston, Louie and Hard Rock jointly fucked Thurston and filled his ass with a sticky expression of thanks.
This plot did not win any awards. Hard Rock was a macho braggard, so he wouldn't admit that Thurston's cock was a challenge for him. Thurston had a dry sense of humor, and he found the plot amusing. He found having two cocks in his ass racing each other to see who would shoot off first much more than amusing.
Louie and Hardrock has to go. The next appointment was two hours later. Thurston when to shower and I went to the apartment. Somehow, I wanted to shower too.
"Damn, I was hoping we would connect," Thurston said. "Do you like sex on a first date and do you bottom?" I said yes to both.
"We can get together for dinner or something later," he said as he pushed his cock into me. "I have a huge load I was to dump in your ass. It may be messy."
Thurston was a big boy, but it fit and got better the longer he was in my ass. I squeezed my ass in appreciation.
"That's nice," he said. "Years ago, I met a guy named George Martin. I got together with him and a guy he said was his brother. It was a hot session. His brother squeezed his sphincter the way you just did."
"His brother was my dad," I said.
"Shit, you're fucking with me!" he said. A second later, Thurston had what seemed like a nuclear-powered orgasm in my ass. I think Thurston may have lost weight he shot off so much. When he calmed down, he dressed and left.
I dressed and went to the final audition of the day. They were two pals who thought it would be fun to do some porn. Neither of them could get hard so it was a short audition. Tony came over to us. He had been recording the previous auditions. After a while you might forget a particular audition and a video record was useful.
Tony said he had a pal, Rodney, who was good in bed and would like to try out. Of course, Forest should have said absolutely no. Rodney had not been through the pre-screening. When you had a talented, efficient photographer you do not want to offend him. We interviewed Rodney. Rodney was a slightly plump, baby-faced man with a problematic beard.
He was well spoken and had a good voice. He was a back-up singer for a recording company that did mostly commercials, recordings of church choruses, and not ready for prime-time teenaged bands.
Rodney had no problem stripping. He was beefy, but not flabby. I assumed many of our customers were overweight, so Rodney might appeal to them. Unlike many heavy men, he had a thick, meaty, uncut cock and huge balls. If they were filled, they would make for a good show on camera. Messy, long orgasms were a customer favorite.
Dick Longest and Bill Shooter were his co-stars. Dick did not have the longest cock, but he has a nice way of getting it into tight places. Dick got on the floor and told Rodney to sit on his cock. Dick was hard, but I later found out that if he was naked he was hard. Rodney impaled himself on the ridged pole. I suspected Tony had warned him and Rodney was lubricated.
Bill got on the floor and was playing with Rodney's foreskin. He was soon erect, and Bill licked the first glob of percum. Rodney was slowly rising up and down on Dick's dick. He used his ass to massage the cock. It was slow enough to allow Bill to continuously lick the precum from the cock. Tony had the lighting arranged to highlight the oozing fluids.
They shifted. Dick was still deep in Rodney's ass, but Rodney's thick tool was slipping into Bill's ass. Tony had his assistant photographing Rodney ass as he took Dick's dick. Tony covered Bill's quivering ass as Rodney went deeper.
Dick, Rodney, and Bill became a single, sexually linked group. When Dick shot off in Rodney, Rodney shot off into Bill. With two cameras you had two cocks pulling out of an ass with the cocks still ejaculating. Bill had a hands-free orgasm as Rodney filled his ass.
Later, Forest told me that Uncle George was interested in fucking and sucking, but he focused on the orgasm. He liked the climax, and while the climax usually occurs out of view, he allowed the first ejaculations to be deep in his partner body, but it was best if the final squirt was captured by the camera. If they couldn't get the shot, a view of sperm drooling out an ass was as good. In oral sex a shot of a cum filled mouth, followed by a kiss sharing cum was good.
Good Times Video focused on real sex, with hard cocks, well stretched asses, and lots of sperm. Rodney was a find. While he wasn't good looking, he was the sort of man a normal guy might find. He was attainable and he was horny as hell.