This has taken awhile to get posted since it started out as just a diary entry of mine. I had no intention of submitting it to the public; but after reading some of these hot stories figured that some of you might want to read a story with a little more romance and not just the rutting. I like that stuff, too, but I REALLY like the romance!
For a guy who has spent the majority of his twenty-eight years in the theatre, I am considered remarkably well adjusted by most of my friends. In fact, I sometimes worry that I'm growing old before my time because I'm so levelheaded. That's why it came as a total surprise to me when I was encouraging an acting student of mine to leave college and seek a professional acting/modeling career. But the minute Chad came into the studio, I could tell this guy had the "IT" that makes an average man a STAR!
There was more to Chad than just his Ben Affleck-A & F good looks and his quick and easy smile. He was one of the few genuine people I've met in this business. During his first lesson, Chad confided in me that he was considering giving up his quest (or more accurately, his parents' quest) for a business degree and wanted to take a shot at the bright lights. That's not an unusual fantasy for many 22-year-olds, but he had the stuff to back it up. I could tell he had enough natural talent to take him far.
Chad was my last student for the night so we decided to continue our discussion of his future over coffee at a local cafe. Our conversation ran the gamut of topics from high school football careers to our views on world politics. This evening was certainly turning out to be very stimulating.
Right before we left I told him about a script I had at home that would be perfect for him. (I know...it seems like an obvious ploy, but I really was sincere about it!) He said he was really interested and wanted to read it.
The climax of the play involved a young man falling in love with his father's new bride. I've never had any desire to be a woman, but for the sake of the rehearsal I agreed to read the role of the stepmother. Chad had really gotten involved with the character he was playing. During an improvisation I suddenly noticed his hand reaching for my face. I pulled away as he brought my face close to his and I complimented him on his involvement with the scene. He reached for my face again and said, "Who was acting?"
Soon, two of the strongest arms I had ever felt were wrapping me into a hot, passionate kiss. As our mouths were pressed together, I suddenly flashed back to Scarlet O'Hara and Rhett Butler--the burning of Atlanta couldn't match the heat I felt when our tongues met.
Chad's hands left my body just long enough to unbutton my shirt and jeans, leaving them in a heap on at my feet. He stepped back but never took his eyes away from mine. In what seemed like a slow motion strip, this young god started to free himself of his clothes. Under his shirt Chad had a chest that would make a young Brando look like Pee Wee Herman. It was like a marble statue in golden-tan skin. His jeans were the next to go. As he removed them (wearing no underwear, of course--what a rebel!) he unveiled a beautifully hard cock that pointed straight to its object of desire--ME!!!
It didn't take me any time to fall on my knees before him. I took his luscious hardon into my mouth slowly, feeling each rugged vein of it with my lips and tongue. I held on tightly to his hips so I wouldn't lose my balance as he thrust his hot cock deep to the back of my throat and out to the ridge of his head.
Reaching between his legs for his balls I could tell that we would reach the final act very soon if I didn't provide for a short intermission. As much as it hurt to do it, I slipped his rod out of my mouth. Next, I led him into the bedroom not saying a word but only staring into his deep brown eyes.
Chad gently laid me back on the bed, removing my underwear and sliding his shoulders beneath my knees in one graceful move. With my legs resting high above me, Chad went to work on my cock. He slowly ran his tongue around the head of my cock starting a fire in my balls that ran down the inside of my thighs. He began to slide his head up and down my shaft slicking it for even more excitement to come.
With the skill of a Cirque de Soleil acrobat, Chad turned me onto my stomach but kept his face in my crotch. The next sensation sent me through the roof. With my cock pulled down behind me, he ran his tongue up the underside of my pole and over the balls. I knew where he was headed, but the excruciatingly slow and deliberate pace he took getting there gave me plenty of time to anticipate the next sensation I knew was coming.
Sure enough, his tongue was soon tracing the ridge of my ass sending shivers straight up my spine. He teased me mercilessly before spreading my muscles and licking at the hole. The instant his tongue touched my hole, my breath made an audible rush out of my lungs. I guess that was all the encouragement Chad needed because the next thing I knew he had buried his tongue deep inside me.
After spending what seemed like eternity, Chad slowly moved his body on top of mine. I guess he figured he had worked long enough on my ass that he was ready to take his payment. As his face came close to mine I whispered, "This sounds corny, but I really HAVE never done this before." (And I hadn't.)
He gently brushed his hand against my cheek and said, "Tell me to stop and I will."
I said nothing.
He understood that he had permission but assured me, "I want you so desperately. I will only go as far as you want me to and will stop whenever you say."
With that assurance he started to press that golden rod into my ass. I fought the mixed emotions--fear of the imminent pain and overwhelming desire to feel a part of him.
I hugged desperately to the pillow as his beautiful cock found its way into me. As his head entered I did feel that initial shock I had heard and read about so often. But what amazed me was how quickly that pain subsided and the incomparable feeling of completeness overtook me. He kept his mouth pressed to my ear through the coupling and continued to whisper his passion.
Usually, this is the part where the guy starts talking dirty, right? I assumed that was what would come next. To my surprise, his words were more like, "You are so beautiful." "I need you." "God, you are amazing."
That's when I knew my heart was no longer mine.
I pressed back to meet his thrusting. I wanted to meld into him. I could feel him all the way through my body, feeling complete.
In too short a time, he started pushing harder and harder but managed to keep his face pressed to mine. He stretched me even farther than I thought possible and I soon felt him cumming in hot (no, searing) gushes inside of me.
When he finished he stayed inside of me, kissing my ears and the back of my neck for the rest of the night.
He continued to take my classes until he decided to take the big step and move out to California. He has been out there a little over three years now and has had some moderate success getting walk-ons and small speaking roles in a couple of films.
He stays in touch and promises that as soon as he has a featured role he is going to call on his private acting coach to join him.
Chad, my bags are packed and ready to go!