Taste of Stardom

by Robin Acosta

  Looking her in the eyes as he fucked her, Steve dared ask, "Would it be weird if I kissed you?" He had taken home plenty of one night stands, and he had even fucked more than a few girls in the bathroom of this very club. He had found that one night stands were usually up for kissing, but the girls he fucked at the club were often just using him as nothing more than a sex toy and kissing was often off limits.

  Her reply was to kiss him hard. Their tongues tangled together, teeth bumping into each other, as he fucked her against the wall. This time, he ran both hands up her shirt, her bra pushed to the side, and squeezed and massaged her tits. The tiny part of Steve's brain that remained rational was telling him that he had not had sex this hot since he and Rachel broke up a few months back. The rest of Steve's brain that was enjoying the moment was too aware of his impending orgasm.

  "I'm gonna come soon," he warned, trembling as he continued fucking her as hard as his body would let him.

  "Good," she answered before kissing him again.

  A few thrusts was all he had left, and he came up on his tiptoes as he blasted cum into her pussy. She squeezed him a few times more, and he groaned, relishing in the almost painful pleasure that her pussy was putting on his spent cock. Finally, she gently lowered her legs to the ground, forcing Steve to slip out, and she began to straighten up her clothing.

  "That was incredible," Steve said, pulled his pants up and tucking his wet cock into his underwear.

  "Do all porn stars fuck as good as you?" she asked with a smile.

  "I wouldn't call myself a porn star," he answered, pulling his shirt back over his head from its dangling position behind his back.

  "Oh, you are a porn star," she insisted. "And the day you fuck a guy on film is the day I let you do whatever you want with me."

  Steve lifted his eyebrows at that offer. "Are you serious?"

  "Very," she said. "I come here all the time. I'll be looking for you."

  ***

  Steve went back into the club, but the bartender told him that Danny had already left. Kim's friends had split, too, and although Steve had offered to pay her cab fare home, she had waved him off and said she could get a girlfriend to drive her home. Steve said goodbye to one of the best fucks he had had in a while, and he left the club to walk the short mile and a half home.

  It was a wonderfully warm California night with a slightly cool breeze coming in off the ocean, but all Steve was thinking about as he walked home was sex. He had just gotten fucked because he did porn.

  As Steve climbed the steps to their apartment, he knew he would be texting Tanya before bed and agreeing to do at least one more video. Geeze, if fucking a dude would result in him having sex like that with various women, he'd make gay porn all day long.

  Putting the key in the door, he was suddenly aware of three male voices moaning in pleasure. It was possible that Danny was watching porn, but he very much doubted it. He cautiously turned the key and let himself in, trying to be as quiet and unobtrusive as possible.

  It ended up being completely pointless, as Danny was having a threesome with the two boyfriends from the bar in the living room.

  "Oh shit, dude," Danny said, fucking the brown-haired boyfriend doggystyle as the blonde boyfriend enjoyed a blowjob from him. "I thought you and the girl would be out for a while."

  "We fucked behind the bar," Steve said with a shrug. Despite being interrupted, Danny continued fucking the brown-haired man (Shane?). "Don't sweat it, dude. I'm just gonna grab some water and go to my bedroom. Living room is yours tonight."

  "Awesome," Danny said.

  Steve briefly wondered if Danny would have been this bold with him if he hadn't just started doing porn and if Steve hadn't already watched him have sex on set. Given that he had lived with Danny for over a year and had never seen him have sex until the last week, he was betting his new porn career had something to do with it.

  "Wanna join us?" the blond-haired man asked. Steve remembered his name as Isaac, he thought, but he couldn't be entirely sure. There was just entirely too much gay fucking going on in front of him for his thoughts to be too linear. Just as Steve processed that his name was Isaac, and he watched his dick sliding in and out of his boyfriend's mouth as his roommate fucked him in the ass, he realized what he had just been asked.

  "Join you?" Steve asked.

  With a slurp, Shane popped Isaac's dick out of his mouth and said, "Oh God yes. The more the merrier." Groaning, he began deep throating Isaac again.

  "Blow job?" Danny asked with a bit of a shrug. He also nodded his hand in an odd manner toward the kitchen.

  Steve was momentarily lost in thought, watching his roommate's body move. Steve had appreciated Danny's physique before, but now, with the prospect of gay porn lingering on his mind, he found himself looking at Danny in a new light. He really was a handsome man, with boyish good looks, smooth skin stretched over tight, bulging muscles, large nipples on a bronzed, bulging chest… And as he could briefly see as it plunged in and out of the ass it was currently fucking, a thick, long cock. And did Danny just offer to give him a blow job, or was he saying that he could probably get a blow job from Shane?

  And fuck it all, was Steve's cock, still wet from his second orgasm of the day in Kim's pussy, actually beginning to thicken at the sight and sounds of the all guy ménage a trois going on before him?

  "Maybe next time," Steve muttered.

  After grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge, he retreated to his bedroom. He had heard Danny's sexcapades through the wall before, but this was a brand new situation. Steve was already wading into the waters of gay porn. He had sat side-by-side with another guy today and stroked himself to orgasm. He had just watched his roommate in a gay threesome and seriously contemplated joining in and making it a foursome.

  Steve sat at his email and quickly typed out a message.

  Tanya,

  I'm in. I want to do more. Not sure how much more, but I'm definitely up for the video on Sunday.

  Steve

  And then, for reasons he still couldn't quite fathom, he realized he wanted to watch them have sex. He didn't want to be so bold as to go join in, although the offer was undeniably there, but he wouldn't be content to go to bed. He knew he needed to jerk off or he'd never sleep, and after seeing a live sex show, even a gay one, he knew porn would never cut it tonight.

  Listening to their moans through the walls, he was trying to think of a reasonable excuse to make a trip back out to the living room. Hell, with how open they had been, it probably would have been okay to say, "Hey guys, I want to watch," but that was a bit bolder than he was currently comfortable being.

  Just as he had resigned himself to finding a video online to get the job done and had sat down to surf for said porn, he realized what Danny had meant with that head nod toward the kitchen. Danny's laptop was clearly turned on. Danny's laptop had a webcam, and the two roommates occasionally web-chatted together, especially if one or the other was visiting parents out of town...

  Once those thoughts were in place, he quickly activated the chat program, kept his own webcam turned off, and waited anxiously for the black screen to light up.

  Success! Danny's laptop on the kitchen bar provided a perfect side-view angle of the action. He quickly muted his own speakers; after all, he was still hearing every groan and grunt through the walls.

  Positions had changed. Danny was lying on his back on the coffee table, his muscular, thick legs straight up in the air, as the blonde boyfriend fucked him, his hips slamming into Danny's upturned ass with a smack as he drove his hard cock in and out of his body. Danny groaned loudly at the depth of each thrust, while the brown-haired boyfriend knelt beside the table, masturbating both himself and Danny.

  Getting lotioned up as quickly as possible, Steve began to stroke himself in time with the fucking. His cock pleasurably ached as his hand stroked his entire length. Although Steve still had no desire to be fucked, he was nonetheless envious of Danny, as his body was so splayed out, ar
ms falling limply at the side, his cock being very aggressively worked over by someone else's hand, that Steve could not help but be a bit jealous. He looked to be in utter bliss.

  With no warning whatsoever, Danny came. Both of his partners cried out happily, as though they had just won a game, as Danny's cock silently erupted, spewing several spurts of white cum into the air to land on all three of them. "I'm coming too!" the brunette cried, standing up just enough to roughly aim his swollen, red cock at Danny and shoot his load onto his torso.

  The blond fucking Danny said nothing, but even through the webcam and with his increased tempo, Steve knew he, too, was close. Steve's hand stroked at the same rate as his hips thrust into Danny. Steve almost had to bite down on his bottom lip as his orgasm crashed through him, catching his load in his hand. Breathing hard, he watched on the screen as the guy took a few more deep, hard strokes, and with a deep, thundering moan, came deep in Danny's ass.

  Steve quickly shut off the chat window with his clean hand before reclining back into his desk chair. Now that he had shot his load, he felt a little odd, almost as though he had taken part in the sex act with them. Before he could think too deeply about masturbating at the live video food of his roommate's gay sexcapades, his computer dinged with a new email. It was, of course, from Tanya.

  Steve,

  I can't tell you how thrilled I am to hear that. I went ahead and wrote up a script for our three-way circle jerk you'll be filming, hoping you'd say yes. See you Sunday!

  Love,

  Tanya

  Steve leaned back smiled. He was for real going to have another guy's hand on his dick in the very near future. He realized that things were already escalating, and he didn't seem to mind. He even suspected, in a dim part of his mind that didn't speak very loudly, that he would likely be fucking another man before the month was even over.

  Much to his surprise, the prospect not only didn't bother him, it excited him a little.

  To be continued…