I will be out for several days, so here's the last chapter for about a week. Enjoy. Still would love to hear from all of you!! Email me.
- Brant
Chapter Eighteen
Later on that afternoon we shot the scene where Chris fucked me. We started the scene with our clothes on in the "bedroom" on the set. We started with making out and little by little took each other's clothes off. Of course we were both as hard as we could get with both the anticipation and the ways we were playing with each other's cock. Chris eventually got me on my knees and elbows on the bed and started licking my ass and then playing with inserting some fingers. After working my hole a while with fingers and occasionally playing with my cock, he told me he was going to fuck me every way possible.
Chris: "Ready stud?"
Me: "Uh huh....uhhhhhhhh"
He entered me the first time doggie style and fucked me good and slow. Eventually we flipped over with me on my back on the edge of the bed. He fucked me on my side on a large ottoman next to the bed. And I rode his cock while he layed on his back on the bed. I was dying to cum with so many different positions working me up more and more. There was a couple of times I almost did, but he sensed it and would stop and change position. Chris was good at topping.
Chris finally came after about 15 minutes while I was on my back on the edge of the bed. He pulled out, ripped off the condom, jerked himself a couple times and blew his load across my stomach and up to my chest and neck. He was covered with sweat. I grabbed his cock and felt the last of his load ooze out onto my hand as his cock softened a bit. Chris leaned forward to kiss me. "You, stud, are a great fuck", Chris told me. "I want to do this again, just us, no cameras and cum inside you. Let's go take care of you now."
We headed to the shower, my hard cock leading the way. After the camera were set up outside the shower Chris sat down on the floor, pulled my hips toward his face and began sucking me off. I was so close to blowing from getting fucked for so long that I didn't last long. I came on his face, his head against the shower wall, one hand holding his head in place, the other bracing myself against the shower wall. With cum all over his face, Chris jacked me to get every last bit out of me.
I knelt down and kissed him. Some of my sticky cum transfered from his face to mine. We got up and clean off, finished the shower and dried off. The cameras were being moved back to the main set and we went in and got dressed. Paul came over and congratulated us. "You guys are done - great job. As far as I'm concerned you've fulfilled your obligations and I couldn't be happier."
And at that we pretty much decided to leave. As we about to walk out of the room I went back and grabbed a handful of condoms. Paul, Brian and both of the cameramen laughed and Paul told us to have a good evening. We hopped the boat back to the other side and just hung out together. I had an open return ticket and Chris had wheels. Paul had told us we could stay at the hotel a couple more nights if we wanted to just enjoy the city. We had dinner went back to the hotel. We went up to Chris' room and fucked each other. Then we showered and went down to the hotel bar for a few drinks. Then we went back up to Chris' room and fucked more. The next day brought wake up blowjobs, breakfast and then we went out to the Riverwalk to just hang. Paul had us over for a late lunch.
We got to see some of the video while we were there. The cameradudes had done a great job. I definitely noticed them but just ignored them and did what I was doing. Chris had more of a habit of looking at the camera, and we flipped him shit about it.
We went back over to the city side of the river with Paul for a cocktail. Then we excused ourselves. I think Paul wanted us to hang out with him longer, but that night would be our last one together and we didn't let it go to waste. We fucked and sucked until we couldn't get it up anymore. Honestly, I lost count at one point how many times I had cum or been cum in or on in those few days. What a great time.
The next morning we checked out of the hotel. Chris dropped me at the airport and I flew back home.
I never did porn again, though I've considered it many times. It scares me. I'm afraid I could "lose myself" doing it. I've heard heavy alcohol and drug use is common and I can see myself falling into that. I think many of them too end up realizing at some point that the money really isn't that great and after they're played out and aren't the new hot guy anymore, they have to turn to something to make a living and if porn is a known part of their past, then jobs could be hard to find. I just didn't want to take the risk. Do I regret not doing it? Maybe a little. It would be cool to know thousands of guys have gotten off watching me and some other dude, or just me alone (which is probably the case anyway - stay tuned).
Oh, and as far as what happened to Chris...we kept in touch a bit for the few months following the shoot, then pretty much just lost track of each other. I did, while writing this, track him down and told him what I was doing. He has read the entire story on here now and I'm sure he'd tell everyone he said 'hi'.
TO YOU CHRIS (though not your real name, you know who you are ;) - That was a ton of fun and I've enjoyed re-living every bit of it. You were a machine (well, we both were). Good times buddy - good luck man!!!