Chapter 12: Play

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The early afternoon sunlight shines through the open windows of the living room. Off to the corner is a blue bean bag chair where I sink. I’m on a laptop with a blank screen, pretending to talk to a client. “Thank you for choosing Skyline Insurance. Again, my name is Mars, and you have a wonderful day.” The call ends and my head falls back. I sigh, “Finally.”

My body relaxes as my palm slides down my abdomen. It reaches my jeans, unlatching the bottom and unzipping. I keep my underwear on but toss my jeans to the side. I make another side, rubbing my shafter through the black cloth. My tongue skims my lips, a soft moan escapes. With my other hand, I circle my nipple on top of my white tee.

I don’t look into the camera, nor at the ten people surrounding me. Mark is directing this time, he sat on the folded chair behind Camera A. Next to him is the co-star, Phi Love, a black alpha who will be pouncing on me for this scene. There’s a boom mic operator, a lighting guy, the camera team, and a producer named Jim Boston, all watching me masturbate. Cleanup crew is in the kitchen no making a sound. It’s dead silent in here. I found it difficult to concentrate with so many people, I’m starting to feel a bit nervous.

I read the short script over a hundred times, memorizing the lines, and mentally preparing for the long shoot time. Mark estimates five hours, it’s only a thirty minutes scene. We already did the stills, which took us two hours. Now, it was time to actually fuck, the thing I desired the most. Mark gave me Viagra earlier; the effects are starting to take place. My dick is stiff, but it wasn’t time to take off my underwear yet.

It was my cue to turn around. I poke my ass out, slapping each cheek. Through the cloth, I rub my hole with a single finger. I see Phi’s eyes widen from behind, a smirk forms on his face. Slowly, I slide off my underwear, ass completely exposed. This was my moment. I jerk off for the camera, flashing my dick clearly as I breathe into the fabric.

I spit on my finger and prod my wrinkled hole. Deeper, it disappears inside to my knuckle. I adjust myself, arching my back further. In and out, I finger while my other hand speeds up jerking my pulsating cock. I gasp hard, the pressure is building up from my crotch. I don’t stop even though I’m about to erupt.

“Cut!” Mark yells. I stop and sigh. “Don’t move, Mars.” He faces Phi, “It’s your cue, go outside.” Phi nods and leaves out the front door. Mark kneels by my side. “How are you feeling?”

“I wanna cum.” I whimper.

“You will.” Mark smacks my ass and goes back to his chair. There’s a bit of chatter until Mark hushes the room. Camera A is angled towards the door while Camera B remained on me. Mark calls, “Action!”

I continue masturbating as Mark comes through the door. He’s a burly, athletic guy in a dress shirt and khakis. He looks like a dark-skinned Ken doll. I pretend to be startled, kneeling, and facing him. “Baby, you’re home early.” I plant my bare ass on the bean chair.

“I left early.” Phi smiles as he shuts the door. “I see you’re having fun.”

I point my chin down and stand up. “You’re free to join me.”

Phi grabs me by the cheek and pulls me closer. He strokes my erection, chuckling softly, “You’ve gotten yourself so hard without me.”

“I was thinking about you, baby.” I drag my finger down his bicep.

“I’ve been thinking about you all day.” Phi kisses me deeply. When I add tongue, I surprise him. I end the kiss by biting his lower lip. When I release, I stare into his dark eyes. Phi smiles, lowering to his knees. He strokes my dick as he looks at me. No words, he just starts to suck. The warmth of his mouth is insane, it sends me into pleasure immediately. My head falls back, and I moan out. The camera zooms in on him gulping me down. He takes all of me in, using his hand to stroke and play with my balls. He’s rough, too, saliva drips from the corners of his mouth.

“Yes, please, Daddy.” I gasp with my mouth gapped. He sucks for a good minute too; I was close to coming again.

Suddenly, he comes up and grips my neck. He growls in my ear, “You want it?”

I gasp, “Yes, sir.”

“Get your ass in the bedroom. I’m gonna tear you apart.” Phi repeats the final line for the living room.

“Cut!” Mark yells again. He looks at Jim with a nod. “I’m good with this. How are you feeling? Want to review before we move on?”

Jim gets up, staring intensely at me. “You’re new, right?”

I tense up. “Yes. I believe I said all the right lines.”

“You did. I’m impressed, we usually have to reshoot a couple of times with newbies. I’m satisfied, though. You’re doing good.”

I relax. “Thank you. You guys are making this really easy.”

“Glad you feel that way.” Mark looks at the camera men. “Let’s transfer to the main bedroom.”

Phi whispers in my ear. “This is where the fun begins.”

I smirk at him. “Have you been doing this long?”

“Six months. I’m retiring soon.”

“Oh. What’re you going to do instead?”

“Rap.” He grins. “I’ve already got a label interested in me. I just need to sign over.”

My head tilts. “What’s stopping you?”

“Porn, honestly. Transitioning is going to be difficult, especially since I’m gay.”

I glance down the hall where people packed into the bedroom. “You don’t want people to know you’re doing gay porn?”