PORNOGRAPHY BY MOORE
PART ONE
"Cocksuckers, goddamnit, cocksuckers!" Leon T. Gindy bellowed angrily into the speakerphone. "I need young, white cocksuckers for the black domination video we're doing next week," he wheezed, suddenly short of breath. "The last queers you sent me were no youngsters, Randy, and not one of the fuckin' faggot fruitcakes could suck a man-sized black dick for shit during the screen test. My ex-wife, the bitch, gave better head than those two cocksuckers and, let me tell you, that's not saying very much."
Gindy retrieved an enormous Havana from the cut crystal ashtray on his cluttered desk. He stared at the phallic shaped cigar, tempted to light up despite the doctor's ominous warnings about his heart condition and smoking. He put it aside as Randy Katzen, his older sister's gay son and his talent scout, began to explain the problems he was having finding suitable boys.
"Yeah, yeah, Randy," Gindy interrupted after listening impatiently for several minutes. "I've heard all those lame excuses since before you went queer and sucked your first cock ten years ago. You were what, nine years old when I found you balls naked in my cabana going down on the pool boy's dick?"
Randy's laughter filled the room. "Nah, I went queer much later, almost ten, Uncle Leon. That's when I discovered mine and began playing with my classmate's dicks in the fourth grade. It was cousin Jeffrey, at one of the weekly family dinners, who taught me how to handle a prick: jerk him off and make him cum. His big dick felt real good throbbing in my small hands and his hot cum shots to my face and chest were absolutely cool. And although he constantly encouraged me each week to take off all my clothes and do more, suck dick he meant, I was foolishly embarrassed to be naked in front of him and to take his hairy hardon in my mouth."
"You, embarrassed? I don't believe it. The boy who wore thong panties under his suit and announced he was gay to three hundred people at his own bar mitzvah? How many boys did you blow in the bathroom at the party after services?"
Randy chuckled. "Twenty five blow jobs, not including the ten waiters who were frat brothers from Columbia. I did all my friends and then sucked off the bigger and hairier college cocks. That was some great party you gave me, Uncle Leon, especially the party in my cocksucker mouth because everybody came. I must have swallowed a quart of sperm."
"Cum Slut," Gindy muttered under his breath, recalling the title of a competitors video. "And Jeffrey's first blow job from you?"
Cousin Jeffrey didn't make me suck him off, didn't cum in my mouth or make me swallow until I was eleven."
"Big of him," Gindy chuckled.
"Big is right...almost eight inches when I measured him, and cum-filled balls to match. A big blabber mouth too and a big sharing heart I discovered soon enough. All of the cousins happily used me for blow jobs after Jeffrey spread the word that I was the queer cousin and invited them all to watch me suck his cock."
"Say, that's a good name for a video," Gindy commented. "We did Kissing Cousins a year or so ago and it sold well. The Queer Cousin could be your life story."
"Well, I felt pretty queer that first time. A dick in my mouth and all the cousins laughing at me, calling me a fag and a cocksucker while I sucked Jeffrey off. He made me show them the cum in my mouth before I swallowed. They lined up in front of me and I serviced them all. It was easy after that, Uncle Gindy. While all the adults played cards after dinner, all the cousins went up to the attic where I got down on my knees to suck dick."
"And the pool boy?"
"The pool boy was different, Uncle Leon, because he was a fag. He made me get naked with him and rub our sweaty bodies together. Then he made me suck his cock after he did it to me. I was too young to cum in his mouth, but Tino gave me my very first taste of sperm."
"Made you suck his cock, that's a laugh. Quite the little faggot cocksucker you were that day as I recall, jerking your hairless little boner while that Mexican boy used your pansy mouth like a pussy. Did he make you kiss and lick his balls too, Randy, and make you swallow his cum? I saw it all, boy, the way you slurped the semen when he unloaded in your mouth and cleaned his cock with your tongue like a cum slut whore. If you weren't my sister's kid and underage, I would have hired you on the spot and made you a star in one of my early pornos."
Gindy lit the cigar to calm his frazzled nerves as his thoughts returned to business. "The country's short on energy, boy," he said sarcastically. "There's no shortage of teenaged boys, queer or straight, willing or needing to have gay sex: suck dick and take a fuck on camera for a hundred dollars a day. It's your job to find needy boys arriving at Grand Central and the bus station. That's why I sent you to New York because there ain't nothin' but old queers out here in Jersey.
The foreigner's are killing my business. The fuckin' faggots in Poland are working for ten bucks a day...the Russian boys for a bowl of borscht. Ten fuckin' American dollars for boys so young that I'd be hauled off to jail if I used one in my videos. And in the recent foreign videos released in the States, they're not using rubbers anymore."
Gindy Productions, Inc., like so many American companies, was struggling to compete in its market against foreign competition. The recent move to rural New Jersey from a loft in Manhattan was done to cut back on expenses and, with the more frequent use of pre-teen boys, to escape the vigilant eye of the vice squad. The demand for high quality, explicit gay videos, Leon Gindy's specialty, had never been greater due to the widespread use of the internet. Reality porno featuring beautiful young boys was in and, despite the fear of AIDS and other sexually transmitted diseases, the use of condoms and artificial semen was out. Real semen ejaculating into the wide open mouth of a real young boy was replacing the standard "cum shot" where sperm rained down on a bare back or chest.
Gindy stubbed out his cigar and said. "Now get to work, Randy, blow the fags first if you must. But send me some white cocksuckers, young boys who can suck a big, black dick to climax...and are willing to swallow."
Gindy returned several phone calls to customers before leaving his office to make the rounds of the studios. Five in all, not including the outdoor set which was mainly used in the spring and summer. The locker room scene in Studio A was just getting underway, the two actors were on their marks as he took a seat at the rear of the set.
He'd used both of these boys twice before; a gang bang video with seven other naked boys cavorting on a king size water bed, and as extra white dicks in a black man's masturbation fantasy. They had both performed quite well, maintaining firm, six plus inch erections and ejaculating thick spurts of semen with both force and quantity.
I don't know or care if they're fags or straight, Gindy told his director after watching the fantasy video. They appear to work well together. Put Danny and Alex together in a gay-straight cocksucking scene and let's see how it goes.
Two handsome teenaged boys with wet hair and towels around their waists, apparently fresh from the shower, began speaking their scripted lines when the director called out action. Gindy liked to set the scenes in his videos with scripted dialogue before the gay sex began.
"We're alone now, Danny. See, I told you this would work if we hung around in the shower after practice. Let's do it, okay? I can hardly wait to feel your lips around my dick again."
The boy named Danny looked around furtively. Gindy was impressed by the nervous indecision on the young actor's face and the hint of a throbbing erection beneath the boy's towel.
"Yeah, you were right, Alex, but I dunno. What if someone comes in here unexpectedly while I'm on my knees blowing you? If someone catches me with your cock balls deep in my mouth? I'm the new boy in school and you're the only one who knows I'm a homosexual. My life'll be hell, like it was at my last high school, if guys find out I suck."
"How bad would that be, Danny...for a homo? You do like to suck dick, right? And you did ask me to cum in your mouth. I know lots of guys who'd let you give them head."
"Too many guys, Alex. You have no idea how terribly humiliating...everyone calling me a faggot...and how sexually abusive it was for me in tenth grade. All the daily blow jobs I was forced to give until my rubbed-raw knees bled, all the loads of sperm I was forced to eat and wear on my face like a mark of my total submission."
He's a good actor, Gindy thought. A very good actor.
"Please don't get me wrong. I mean I like giving head to a straight guy like you, Alex, and taking your load of semen in my mouth. But who I suck off and whose sperm I swallow should be my decision."
Alex, the bigger and hunkier of the pair, let his towel drop to the floor. His penis, though soft, was a good five inches long and its substantial girth held promise of much bigger things to come. His low hanging testicles swayed menacingly as he stepped closer to the smaller boy who audibly smacked his lips at the sight of his naked friend.
"You wanna suck my cock or not?" Alex asked abruptly.
"I do, Alex, I really do want to blow you. Yesterday at your house was great, partly because you didn't laugh at me or call me a cocksucker, but...
"Then better hurry up and get those lips around my prick if you want me to get hard in your mouth like you asked me to yesterday."
"Not here in the locker room, please. I can't risk being caught on my knees with a cock in my mouth."
"Bull," Alex said, firmly pushing Danny to his knees. "Suck me, cocksucker!!"
Danny cringed noticeably at the hated word cocksucker, then sighed aloud and buried his face in Alex's hairy crotch. Gindy's cell phone buzzed softly a few moments later, just as Danny took the last inch of the thick, solid shaft and his stretched ovalled lips made contact with Alex's dense bush of dark pubic hair. "I'll be there in a minute," he said softly to the caller and ended the call.
Gindy couldn't stay to watch all of the head bobbing blow job and concluding cum shot. He'd witnessed thousands of cocksuckers at work during his years in the pornography business: though this cocksucker, Danny, was to Gindy's experienced eye, a better cocksucker than most.
Gindy left quietly so as not to disturb the actors. He walked quickly down the hall to Studio B where "Room Service Suck-Off" was about to begin.