by Rolan Graeme
It was Austin, though, who started to release his sperm first, even though it had been only a few minutes since his previous orgasm. The eager efficiency of Nick’s cock plowing into him, plus his own intense excitement, had aroused him quickly again to the point of no return. His arms went around Nick’s shoulders, and with a loud moan he spurted a stream of come up between their bodies.
As Austin’s head fell to one side, the exquisite agony of his climax written on his handsome features, Nick felt his lover’s semen splashing up onto his torso, some of it reaching as high as his chest and dripping down sluggishly between his pecs. It was a great come shot, Nick realized, one that was going to look good on film. Breathlessly, he was close to coming himself, and he reluctantly eased himself free from Austin’s enticing ass hole and reached down to remove the condom.
His voice, when he spoke, was taut with passion. “I’m going to come. You are so fucking beautiful, so fucking hot. You’re making me come!”
“Give it to him, buddy,” Jon coached Nick from the sidelines. “Shoot your fucking load all over him!”
Nick blasted at Jon’s command. The two men were done fucking, their sweating, jism-dripping bodies lying still on the bed. After a few moments, their breathing became calmer, and with great tenderness, Nick’s lips sought Austin’s mouth again in a long, hungering kiss. Nick tried to say so much with that kiss—that he loved Austin, that this wasn’t just another performance for the camera, that he wasn’t jealous because Austin could respond to Jon in bed, that having a variety of sexual experiences could only increase their appreciation of each other.
Then, still breathing hard from the exertion of having taken Austin like that, Nick sat back and watched Jon lift Austin’s legs into the air and force them widely apart. Then, bending down, Jon started to lick Austin’s exposed and freshly-fucked ass hole. Nick couldn’t help reacting to the lewd display of rimming by getting horny all over again! Moving behind Jon as he bent over to suck Austin’s ass, Nick stuck his stiff prick up between Jon’s legs and, reaching around his hips, began to play with Jon’s swollen cockhead.
Austin sighed as he felt Jon’s tongue enter his chafed ass hole and proceeded to rim him thoroughly. His dick lay stiff and throbbing on his belly, and as Jon’s tongue flicked in and out of his ass hole, he saw that Nick was now kneeling behind Jon, pushing his shaft between the bent-over man’s thighs. Nick was also playing with Jon’s cock, exciting him to fever pitch, so that Jon’s tongue in Austin’s ass licked him at an even faster pace.
Austin heard first one condom packet being ripped open, then another. He realized that both Jon and Nick were gloving up, synchronizing their motions as they put the rubbers on their dicks.
Taking his face away from between Austin’s ass cheeks, Jon now moved forward, trying to push his cockhead into Austin’s saliva-lubricated ass hole, but, in a surprise move, it was Nick, jostling Jon aside, who managed to push his thick dick into Austin’s relaxed and vulnerable ass hole. Austin groaned as the throbbing knob stretched the rim of his anus wide open, for the third time during the shoot, and then he groaned again when the whole length of his lover’s cockshaft sank inside him.
Nick, now kneeling on the edge of the bed, his cock jammed up into Austin’s butt, started to push forward, silently urging Austin to move into the center of the mattress. Eventually, they made it, with George following them. Nick then stretched out his well-muscled body at full length and began to fuck Austin with long, steady strokes, enjoying once again the tight sheath of his young lover’s highly responsive ass clamped around his hot, horny, and seemingly insatiable prick.
Austin, feeling Nick’s shaft begin to plunge in and out of his rectum again, reached forward and, grasping his own legs, pulled them backward and apart, giving his fucker complete freedom to ram his prick up into him as deeply as he could, which, given Nick’s endowment, was deep indeed! Nick put his arms underneath and around Austin’s shoulders, pulling downward at each forceful upward lunge of his dick, using his lover’s body as completely as possible.
Jon, meanwhile, was amusing himself by lying on the bed by their side. He had gotten two of his fingers stuck up into Nick’s ass hole, and as Nick fucked Austin, Jon was giving Nick’s own ass hole a good hard finger-fucking as it pumped up and down.
Nick was quickly reaching a climax, and he started to grunt as he shoved his cock up into Austin’s butt faster and faster. Each time his ass rose in the air after each thrust, he felt Jon’s fingers pushing up into his own ass hole, relentlessly finger-fucking it.
Through George’s viewfinder, all three men’s skins shone with perspiration under the hot lights. It was going to look good.
Austin, feeling Nick’s shaft swell and throb with extra force inside him, pulled his legs further back, pushing his ass cheeks forward to meet the onslaught between them. His own prick was jerking restlessly on his belly, but he fought to delay his own climax. He wasn’t sure what Jon, lying beside them, intended to do once Nick shot his load, and he didn’t want to risk doing anything that might spoil the visual effect.
With a mighty heave forward, and a loud cry of pleasure, Nick’s whole weight came down between Austin’s widespread legs. Gyrating his hips in an effort to get the last half-inch of his prick up inside Austin’s rectum, he got felt himself getting ready to come…again! He hadn’t delivered this many come shots in the course of a video shoot in some time. Austin obviously had a rejuvenating, invigorating effect on him. Either that, or the young stud was going to kill him—sex him to death!
“I’m going to shoot!” Nick shouted, unable to believe it, himself.
“Yeah!” Jon yelled, echoing his enthusiasm. “Blow your wad!”
Jon, who had now gotten three of his fingers wedged up inside Nick’s ass hole, continued to finger-fuck him as Nick reluctantly pulled out of Austin’s ass and got ready to come. Another condom was flung aside, over the edge of the mattress, landing on the floor. Nick erupted, but Austin was too turned on to be satisfied with a merely passive role in the proceedings, this time.
“On my face,” Austin pleaded, sliding down quickly until Nick was straddling his chest and his bursting cock hovered directly over Austin’s face. “Shoot on my face…in my mouth!”
Nick obliged, bathing Austin’s face in his semen. As his orgasm ebbed away, Austin licked the head of his prick then sucked it inside his mouth, claiming it as his own the last few drops of fluid. He sucked until the prick began to relax, soften, and run dry.
After a few seconds, during which he regained his breath, Nick started to pull his cock out of Austin’s mouth, with Austin’s lips, reluctant to give up their prey, making a wet, sucking noise as Nick did so. Austin sat up, feeling more aroused than ever. He had managed not to ejaculate, despite the excitement he had felt when Nick had come so close to climax inside him, pushing his belly against his own nearly exploding cock. He was glad he hadn’t shot yet, because he could now see Jon’s awesome fuck tool in the strong light that bathed the bed and their bodies, sticking out from between Jon’s legs in all its glory, the large glans barely contained by the taut-stretched latex of the rubber. Quickly, Jon positioned Austin so that he was on all fours, and as soon as he placed his potent prick against Austin’s ass hole, Austin pushed himself backward, impaling himself on the shaft with reckless abandon.
Austin was already at the boiling point from the double fuck he had just received from Nick. He just wanted to be fucked, and fucked, and fucked! Crouched on all fours, his red lips open and glistening with spittle, his nostrils drawn back, snorting for breath, he pumped his ass back and forth on Jon’s rigid prickshaft with an abandon so great that Jon didn’t find it necessary, or even practical, to move at all. He simply crouched over Austin’s back and allowed the sex-crazed young stud to fuck himself like a dog as fast as he could, on Jon’s quivering fuck-rod. Jon found it intensely enjoyable to be used like this for the other man’s anal satisfaction, and he started to moan in excitement as Austin’s hot ass s
hot back and forth like a piston, the hard-muscled buttocks slapping against Jon’s stomach each time he hurled his body backward to get fucked again.
It was incredible, but Austin was virtually fucking Jon, not the other way around! The sperm was being sucked into the core of Jon’s jerking dick, as though he had stuck it inside one of those vacuum pumpers that was sold as a masturbation appliance. However, no vacuum device could have been more efficient at deflating a man’s erection than Austin’s insatiable ass. Jon could feel his jism already gathering, ready to shoot out of his cock slit and flood the interior of the condom. He didn’t want to come so soon, but he couldn’t help it!
Austin didn’t pause for a second, but pumped his ass back and forth as well as wrenching it from side to side, fucking himself on Jon’s prick from every possible angle. Jon, his bronzed torso rigid, his body wet with the sweat of sex, finally had to admit defeat. He withdrew, reluctantly, from that hot young butt, tore the condom off his dick, and released his semen in gushing torrents of ecstasy that surpassed anything he had delivered on film in some time. As the first spurt died away and he arched his back slightly, ready to shoot another hot jet of the creamy liquid, he let his chest rest on Austin’s back, although, like the pro that he was, he was careful to lean away at a slight angle, so as not to block George’s view of the ongoing come shot. Reaching for Austin’s cock, Jon grasped the large, slippery knob and rubbed it with the ball of his thumb.
“Come, boy,” Jon gasped. “Shoot your load!”
But he didn’t have to coax Austin into an orgasm.
As he felt Jon’s hot spurts of come being discharged onto his lower back and his buttocks, Austin blasted a fountain of his own jism onto the bed under them, soaking a large area. He wished he could go on firing his juices forever, as his recently-evacuated ass hole still contracted, as though it could still feel Jon’s rigid fuck tool plunged deep inside it.
Nick, who had watched the other two men fuck with intense interest, leaned over and kissed each of them on the mouth in turn. Austin’s body, and the bed, were soiled with the twin showers of semen. Then, panting from the force of their erotic exertions, all three men lay on the mattress in a heap, limbs entangled, trying to regain their breath, reluctant to pull their bodies apart.
“And…cut,” Nick finally gasped, in a hoarse whisper.
“Okay,” George said, as he lowered his camera. “Even I’ve got to admit, that looked kind of hot.”
Nick laughed. “Coming from a straight guy, that’s quite a compliment.”
“I’m not sure how straight I’ll still be, if I keep doing this kind of work for you,” George joked.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Confessions
Nick took a little time out to catch up on his e-mails.
“How interesting,” he reported to Austin and Jon, when he joined them again, at the kitchen table.
“What’s interesting, Nick?” Jon wanted to know.
“I just got a couple of new applications from would-be porn actors. They both live in New York City, and they say their names are Osvaldo and Chad. Quite a coincidence, Austin, don’t you think?”
Austin could feel his face reddening. “Okay, I admit it. I told them all about you. Including showing them your website.”
“I thought you told me these buddies of yours were straight.”
“Ah, it turns out they’re bi. Technically speaking.”
“I see. And you just found this out during that weekend you spent with them?”
“I sure did,” Austin blurted out.
“Been holding out on me, have you?”
“Not really, Nick. I told you I spent that whole weekend whoring around. I just didn’t tell you with whom.”
Jon intervened. “What do these two guys look like, Nick?”
“Go see for yourself. I left the computer turned on, with the applications opened. They sent me some pretty hot photos. As a matter of fact, Jon, I could use your professional opinion about their potential.”
While Jon was out of the room, Austin came clean, giving Nick a brief but uncensored account of his recent weekend in Manhattan.
Jon returned. “They’re hot, all right. These young dudes who are comfortable screwing both women and men usually are. I think you should offer them an audition, Nick. Or I could look them up when I go back home, and interview them for you.”
“I may take you up on that, Jon.”
“Which reminds me,” Jon said, casually. “I’d better start packing. I’m going back home first thing in the morning, if one of you guys doesn’t mind driving me to the train station.”
“What!” Nick exclaimed. “You’re leaving so soon?”
“I’ve sponged off you long enough, Nick.”
“You are not sponging off me, Jon. And I hope you know damn well that you’re welcome to stay here as long as you like. I enjoy having you here. And I know I can speak for Austin when I say he enjoys your company, too.”
“Of course I do,” Austin confirmed. “Do you really have to go so soon, Jon? Can’t you stay?”
“I’ve already reserved my ticket.”
“They’ll let you change it, cancel the reservation, and get credit for another date,” Nick said.
“Sorry, guys, but my mind is made up. This has been great, being here with both of you. It was just the kind of break in my routine I needed. I’ve had a chance to do some serious thinking, and get my head screwed back on straight, well…partially straight, anyway! But like they say, all good things must come to an end, and now it’s time for you guys to speed the coming guest.”
“I think you mean speed the parting guest, Jon,” Nick suggested.
“Oh, yeah. Freudian slip. I had coming on my mind, after seeing those photos of Austin’s two buddies. And you know, one of the things I’ve been giving some serious thought about is whether I ought to take Austin, here, back to the Big Apple with me for a nice long visit.”
“Huh?” Austin asked.
“Sure, why not? You can stay with me in my apartment, I’ve got plenty of room. You can spend some more time with those two sexy-looking buddies of yours, Chad and Osvaldo. Maybe we can get a four-way audition going,” Jon said, smirking. “And I’d have a chance to show you around town, Austin, introduce you to some people I know. You might even be able to find a job that pays better than that garage work you’re doing now. Then you could live in New York, full-time.”
Nick looked at Austin. “Have you two discussed this?”
“No,” Austin insisted. “This is the very first time I’ve heard a word about it.”
“I wanted to talk about it to both of you, together,” Jon said. “After all, Nick, I didn’t want you to think I was trying to steal your boyfriend behind your back. You know I’d never do anything underhanded like that. Well, not to you, anyway,” he added, with a laugh. “With some other guys, I might not be so considerate!”
“But Austin isn’t—” Nick blurted out. He caught himself, then went on, in a somewhat less vehement tone of voice, “Austin isn’t answerable to me. He can make his own decisions.”
Austin felt a sullen resentment wash over him. That’s not what Nick was going to say. He was about to say, “But Austin isn’t my boyfriend!” Well, I guess that’s true. I’m nothing to him, just a fuck buddy, a good time in bed. Just one of the guys who does porn for him. Now I know where I stand!
“It’s not as though New York is all that far away,” Jon was saying, in a glib tone of voice. “You and Austin would still be able to see each other. Maybe not as often as you do now, but you could always come down to visit us, Nick. Unless I decide to move back to the West Coast, which I might do eventually. Then I’d take Austin with me, and really show him around. I bet I could help him land a contract with a major studio before you know it. I bet he’ll have all the big shots fighting over him, begging him to let them keep him in style—”
Nick stared at Jon. Then he exploded.
“You’re not taking Austin
fucking anywhere!” he roared. “Not to New York, not to the fucking West Coast, not fucking anywhere!”
Jon stared back at Nick with a look of wide-eyed innocence on his face. “No?”
“Not anywhere, not without me. Over my dead body.”
“You seem a little bent out of shape, Nick. Is something wrong? Did I talk out of turn?”
“I can’t believe you’d try to stab me in the back like this. It’s bad enough I’ll probably lose Austin, sooner or later, to some guy his own age,” Nick raged. “But I’ll be damned if I’m going to let another guy my age take him away from me. Not without a fight. And especially not a horndog like you. You’re no better than me, you oversexed bastard. If you think for one minute I’m just going to sit here and do nothing while you move in on my boyfriend! Well, you’ve got another think coming, motherfucker.”
Austin sat there stupefied, not daring to say anything, scarcely daring to breathe. Nick’s face had turned red, and was darkening still further, approaching dangerously close to a purple of near-asphyxiation, as he glared at Jon. Jon, for his part, shot Austin a sly sideways glance, then looked Nick straight in the eyes, and smirked.
“Wipe that smug look off your face before I knock it off you,” Nick raged on.
“Wow. You’re really pissed off, aren’t you?” Jon asked, incredulously. “I can’t believe you’re making such a big deal out of a perfectly harmless little suggestion.”
“Harmless, my ass. You want Austin to become some rich bastard’s toy boy. Oh, sure, he’s got what it takes to make it in the industry—if he doesn’t get sidetracked and have his head turned, the way so many young guys end up. If anybody’s going to sponsor Austin, and mentor him, God damn it, it’s going to be me. After all, I met him first.”
“Bingo,” Jon said, quietly.
“Huh?” Nick asked, interrupting his own tirade.