An Interesting Year
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Chapter 13
Action/Adventure Sex Story: Chapter 13 - Dylan Forester breaks up a home invasion in England while visiting his old college roommate and things take off from there. His life is never the same and never dull from then on, whether he's back in New York or elsewhere as events take him places and to new jobs he never imagined. Come along and enjoy what our man gets up to.
Caution: This Action/Adventure Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Consensual Romantic BiSexual Polygamy/Polyamory
Monday morning I got everyone on their way before I headed to the studio. This week was the start of the stunt work with the men and women who had cameos in the wrestling movie. We had two scheduled per day, split up with one in the morning and one in the afternoon. For the most part, the celebrities, singers and most of the wrestlers were good sports about it and worked with the stunt team to practice the stunt and then do a few takes. Sandra joined us for the takes as she had to act as if nothing was going on while the men, and a couple women, were sent flying, taken down, put in a sleeper hold or just disappeared off screen before I came back, straightening my suit or tie with a normal serious look on my face.
The cameras were kept rolling and showed how most everyone was having fun with it as I went back after cut was shouted to help the celebrity up from the ground or out of the padding. They were usually grinning as were the crew and I.
The rest of the week were more stunts, again with the participants getting the running joke and playing along. On Friday, the celebrity who was a big star in the wrestling world trying to transition to action film, was on set. He was at least six-seven and probably three hundred pounds with very little fat. When we went over the stunt with him before even trying it out, he wasn’t amused.
“Not a chance, I can’t be seen being thrown around by someone much smaller than me,” he protested. “I have a reputation to protect.”
I let the director and then the producers explain the concept and some of the people who had already filmed their scenes. His agent and manager were called and came over to persuade him to try out the scene and then see how it looked before just refusing. He relented but very reluctantly.
He was the wrestler who was supposed to be kicked in the head and fall to the ground like a tree after being cut off at the base. We practiced the sequence where he tries to grab Sandra and I instead grab his hand, twist it and cause him to back away, as he rips him arm from my hold. He then rushes at me, intent on taking me down with a clothesline move but I jump up high and kick him in the face before twisting in the air and landing on my feet facing the same way as Sandra was walking. I straighten my suit and tie as he falls like a log. In one take, I say ‘timber’ quietly while others I just continue walking with Sandra.
Practice took a bit longer as the timing of the kick had to be spot on or it would look fake or actually connect. An hour in and the stunt coordinator said we were good to go and we moved to the actual set. Sandra joined us and everyone got into character and the director called action.
The idiot decided on his own to change the scene as he tried to grab my arm when I went for his wrist. I avoided his attempt and took a couple steps closer to Sandra and waited on him to rush me. Instead of attempting the clothesline move to take my head off, he thought a bull rush like a defensive end in football would get to me. I knew a high kick would get us both injured so I moved to the side and ducked under his left arm before standing back up and moving away from him. He barely avoided crashing into Sandra who had to break character and look back at what happened.
“Cut!” the director shouted as everyone came onto the set. “What the hell was that?”
“I thought it would look better if we fought more before he knocked me out,” the man said.
“You almost hurt both actors,” the stunt coordinator said. “If you can’t do it as you practiced, we’re going to have to drop this scene.”
The manager and the agent quickly got involved, one going to the stunt coordinator to protest while the other went to talk to the wrestler.
“Jesus, that was close,” Sandra said to me as we moved out of the way.
“Sorry about that, I didn’t want to hurt him by taking him down and maybe both of us crashing into you at the same time,” I told her.
“No need to apologize, he’s just being a selfish jerk,” she responded. “I didn’t want him in this movie as he has tried to get me to date him but he’s a roid rage incident away from doing something terrible. You be careful, he’s still probably going to want to prove himself at some point.”
“I will keep an eye out,” I replied.
Eventually we tried it again and he at least followed the script but the timing was off and the kick looked fake. We did it three more times before they finally got it right, with me saying ‘timber’ in two of the shots. I didn’t bother helping him up and there was no joking around between shots or at the end. He stomped off when Sandra exited the scene and was whisked away to wardrobe.
That was it for the week and I had a few more stunts to finish next week before I was just a bodyguard in a few more scenes to complete. I should be done with my parts by end of next week. Aster and Trisha were already home as well as Abby when I arrived home with some pizza. We all sat in the kitchen eating slices and decompressing after another busy week.
“I have some news,” Abby spoke up. “I’ve been offered a position as a lead nurse in an emergency room but it would mean moving to San Diego for a hospital down there. I haven’t made my mind up yet but everyone I’ve talked to says I should take it. It’s a significant raise in pay and will look good on a resume.”
“Obviously we would miss you but you can’t pass up an opportunity like that,” Aster said as Trisha and I nodded and smiled at her.
“Well, I have to go down and have a final interview, check out the hospital and a few apartments, so I’m heading down there tomorrow and staying for a couple of days at least,” Abby informed us.
“Well, good luck, obviously,” I said.
“Thanks, I’ll head out about seven in the morning so I’m going to sleep back at my apartment this evening to pack,” she responded. “I’ll grab a few things from here as well. I should be back on Monday or Tuesday at the latest.”
“Okay, why don’t we help you pack,” Aster said as they all got up and headed to the bedroom.
I stayed outside until they knocked on the glass to wave me in. I gave Abby a big hug and kiss and wished her a good and safe trip before she left. The mood for the rest of the evening was a bit sad as our partnership was falling apart. Trisha and Aster cuddled in tight when we went to bed and we didn’t try to do anything else.
The three of us drove up the coast on Saturday just to do something different and spent the night at a small hotel overlooking the ocean. I made love to both of them before they continued on while I fell asleep. After breakfast in the morning, we drove back and then just did some laundry and got ready for the next week.
The last week that I had to be involved with the film was fun as I met more celebrities and we found new ways to prevent them from getting to Sandra. On Friday, I had my last scene which involved Sandra’s sister visiting us while we were sitting around the pool with Sandra’s new accountant boyfriend. I was in shorts and a white shirt along with my usual sunglasses when a tall and thinner blonde came into the backyard, wearing a loose hoody and baggy jeans. Sandra got up and gave her a hug and then introduced her to her boyfriend and then me.
“This is Yvette, my younger sister,” Sandra said.
“Nice to meet you Yvette,” I said, shaking her hand.
“Sandra has told me all about you,” Yvette responded. “Can you show me where to get changed?”
“Sure,” I said and led her to the pool house.
She pulled me in with her and the scene ends with Sandra and her boyfriend grinning. The model playing Yvette got changed into a small bikini and then grabbed my shirt and put it on before we filmed a scene to play during the credits. Yvette pulled me out of the playhouse, now just in my bathing suit, while she had on a tiny bikini and my shirt while having a cat got the cream look on her face. Yvette reaches over and grabs my sunglasses and puts them on as she pulls me towards her sister. The scene ends with me having a smile on my face for the first time in the movie.
After that I was done with filming and wished everyone well before leaving the set. I still had a week before the Nerd movie started but Trisha was hoping we could go in and get our wardrobe and practise some scenes on set to get ahead. I was okay with that so we arranged to start on Monday. I wanted to go in to finalize the scenes with the robots that were finally done and ready to go, so it was better than sitting around the house.
Aster’s film had another three or four weeks to go and she seemed increasingly involved in it, though more reluctant to talk about it at the same time. She went in on Saturday to do a few scenes, supposedly for just the morning but ended up staying until after five. I made a nice chicken parmigiana with noodles and a blush sauce and even made some nice garlic cheese buns as an accompaniment, but she barely ate and then went to bed early. Trisha went in to see what was up but came back with a shrug of her shoulders. We watched an old movie before heading to bed to lie on either side of Aster.
Sunday, Aster seemed a bit better and we caught up on chores before spending time together, in bed and out. Trisha made sure to pamper her and make sure she was well taken care of, with us doubling up on her to drive her to several orgasms before she finally collapsed and fell asleep.
Trisha and I drove separately to the studio and were pleasant but not overly familiar towards each other as we got our clothes fitted and then started practice on our dialogue for our scenes. One of the assistant directors was with us as we worked out how to say things with the right tone and emotion. We didn’t have long days as we were just getting ready so we beat Aster home each evening.
Wednesday evening Abby made it official that she was moving to San Diego on the weekend. We helped her pack and I booked a U-Haul truck to help her get her stuff down there and said I would drive her down and help her get set up. Aster and Trisha couldn’t commit as they had a meeting on the new movie on Saturday.
I picked up the truck Friday after work and Trisha and I met Abby at her apartment and started emptying her chest of drawers and taking apart her bedframe. I carried what I could by myself, most of the chairs, drawers, and multiple boxes, while the girls packed up more boxes. They both helped with the bigger stuff, though I had a fridge cart to take the chest of drawers and a couple other things down with. Finally, the boxspring and mattress went in along one side left open for just that purpose and I strapped everything down.
Abby left her keys with the manager and we drove to Aster’s place to park the truck and spend one last night together. The girls were sad but cuddled and spent one last night together. I did get a chance to make love to Abby before the two others drove her crazy one last time. I made sure to set an alarm for five to get showered and have some breakfast before we left.
Abby drove her full car down while I followed in the truck. It was a nice drive down the coast and we arrived at her new apartment building near the hospital before ten. It took us close to two hours to get everything into the apartment, even with the service elevator being locked out for our use. I took the truck back to the nearest dealership and then Abby drove us back to the apartment. We spent the next couple of hours putting her bed together and setting up her furniture up the way she wanted it. Abby put clothes away while I unpacked the kitchen stuff and put it in the cupboards.
After a break for lunch, we took off to the nearest grocery store and got two carts worth of cleaning supplies, laundry detergent and groceries and helped put them away. Abby drove me back to LA and on to Beverly Hills. It was evening when we finally got to Aster’s home but she didn’t come in as she wanted to continue to get ready for her first shift on Monday morning and had lots more to arrange.