Chapter 1

I was standing at the men’s room sink, washing my hands when the man who had been standing next to me at the urinals said:

“You’ve got the longest dick I think I’ve ever seen.”

I looked up in the mirror at him. 40’s, thinning hair, khakis, polo shirt, had what I’d call a businessman look to him.

“Thanks,” I said, although I was a bit annoyed he looked.

“How old are you? You eighteen?”

I nodded. Actually, my 18th wasn’t for another month, but it was close enough.

“You drink coffee?” he asked.

He bought a cup for each of us and we sat down at a table.

“Not to get too personal, but how long is it?”

I looked around to see if anyone was listening. Didn’t seem so.

“Ten,” I said.

“Seriously? When hard?”

I nodded.

It was his turn to look around. He leaned in and whispered. “You good at fucking?”

I’m sure I looked a little confused, but I said “I haven’t had any complaints.”

The truth is, I had been a virgin until a couple of months earlier, and we only did it twice. Well, technically once. The first was a fiasco since I ejaculated before I even got it in. The second time I managed to get it mostly in before I came, but she said it hurt, and that was that.

“Why are you asking me all this?”

“Are you into girls, or boys?” he asked, ignoring my question. But I was beginning to get an idea where he was going.

“Girls.”

“You ever wanted to with boys?”

I paused. “Why are you asking me this?”

He sat back and smiled. “I do films. Videos. I’m always looking for talent. I can get a million guys to be with my girls.”

“I don’t know. Not really into guys.”

“That’s cool, that’s cool. We can adapt. I can set you up with the girls, someone who’s also eighteen and we can try that.” He paused. “Five grand for three.”

I blinked. “Three what?”

“Scenes.” He leaned forward again. “Look, no pressure or anything. Why don’t you come by this afternoon and watch one? You can see if it’s your thing.”

The place was in an industrial park a good fifteen miles away, but I decided to check it out.

A man the size of a truck guarded the door, but when I gave him my name, he let me in. I wandered into a lobby where a tattooed skinny dude sat at a desk behind a window.

“What’s up?” he asked.

“I’m here to see Larry.”

“Sure. Go through that door and into the back.”

I did as told, went into a hallway, to a door at the end. I opened it and walked into what looked like a warehouse. There was an area with a bedroom set, another with a couch and coffee table. Off to my right was a muscled guy, mid-20’s, slick with oiled skin getting a blow job from a middle-aged woman.

“It’s getting there,” he said, looking down at her sucking his dick.

Over at another section of the room was a blonde woman, naked, laying on a bed. She rubbed some lube on her genitals, saw me, and smiled.

The muscled guy walked over sporting a full erection and walked to the edge of the bed. The woman scooted to the side, legs spread wide.

“Rolling,” a man behind a camera said.

The muscled man lowered his hips, grabbed his penis, and began to slide it into the woman. Her head craned back and she moaned. He started thrusting faster and faster while she moaned louder and louder.

The cameraman moved in to get a closer view of the cock going in the vagina.

“Shit,” the man said, pulling his dick out and stroking it madly. Small dribbles of cum fell out of his cock onto her thigh, hip, the floor.

The woman sat up, and placed her hand under his small ball sack while he squeezed out a couple more drops.

“Cut,” someone said.

“Dude’s got no balls,” a voice next to me said, and I turned to see it was Larry. “You’ve got balls, right?”

“Uh, yeah.”

“Cool. So come over here, let’s talk.”

We walked to the side near the living room set.

“See, I’ve got scrotum-less over here. Great body, nice dick, but no style. He fucks like a caveman.”

He paused, watching me.

“I was thinking, if you’re up for it, a step-brother/step-sister thing. You know, don’t really like each other, but you’re both horny while mom and dad are away.”

I didn’t say anything.

“Just a couple of easy shots and positions, maybe ten, fifteen minutes. We can do a rehearsal now if you have time. Just run through it, no cameras, test you out, then you come back in a few days when you’ve built up more cum.”

My mind was racing. A rehearsal? Fucking? A strange girl?

“I don’t know.”

“Look, no pressure. We’ll go in my office. You take off your clothes, fuck her, and then we’ll talk.”

Chapter 2

The office wasn’t very big. A desk, a table, a couch, a fake plant, and a window looking out at the parking lot.

The “girl” was the same one who gave the muscled guy the blow job. She was my mom’s age. I think her name was Linda. Larry sat on the edge of the desk and another woman who he said was his partner, stood off to the side.

All three of them were watching me.

“I don’t know... “ I said.

“It’s okay,” Larry said. “Just have some fun and you can decide later.”

Linda began to take off her clothes, which didn’t take long, and she walked up to me, pressing her hand against my crotch.

“Ooohhh, feels nice,” she said, her tits wiggling a little.

Then she got on the table — a sturdy-looking piece of furniture — laid back, and spread her legs.

I took a deep breath and kicked off my shoes. I pulled off my shirt and unbuttoned my shorts. When I pushed them to the floor and stood up, my hard cock bounced out in front of me.

“Jesus,” Larry’s partner said.

Linda smiled at me and laid back, her fingers playing with herself.

Larry stepped forward, handing me a condom and some lube.

It took me a minute to get the condom on, having only used one, once, at home, alone, for “practice”.

I rolled it down my cock while everyone watched. I squeezed lube onto my hand, then rubbed it on my cock.

“Those are nice balls,” Larry said. “Nice and heavy.”

I moved up to Linda, pointing my cock at what I hoped was her pussy. I had always thought the hole was near what I’d call “the top” but ... I was off.

Fortunately, Linda knew where it was, took my hard cock and guided it to where it needed to go.

I watched my cock slowly slide into her body, a quarter, half, three-quarters ... when Linda reached out and pressed her hand against my hip.

“Not all the way, honey. That’s enough.”

“Okay,” I said.

And that’s when the orgasm happened.

I looked down to see my cock pulsing and twitching.

Larry had moved in right next to me. “Are you ... Are you cumming?”

“Feels like it,” Linda said.

I grabbed the base of my cock, but the process was well underway. A few moments later, I pulled my dick out.

The first inch of the condom covering the head of my cock was glazed in all the white semen I had ejaculated.

“Okay,” Larry said. “We’ll have to work around that. Maybe lick his balls for a few minutes so he doesn’t shoot so quick?”

Larry slipped me a pair of $100 bills before I left and asked me to return on Friday.

“No jacking off!” he said. “We need a full supply.”

Friday morning he called me and said they’re going to a new location — a house in the valley they rented. He gave me the address.

I showed up a few minutes early while they were still setting up equipment. I helped with some of the lights and reflectors.

The house was really nice, two floors, expensive-looking furniture, interesting artwork.

I had to fill out and sign some paperwork, and then the director — a guy named Snazz — said he needed me for lighting test. He had me strip and stand out in the backyard.

I felt a little awkward just standing there with my junk out, but no one paid attention except Snazz and the lighting guy.

After several minutes of standing and turning, they said I could take a break. A woman came up and gave me a pair of sweatpants to wear, for whic I was thankful.

It was another hour before anything happened. Snazz came over to fill me in.

“So this is a step-brother/sister kind of thing. You’ll be sitting on the couch, she’ll come in and you two interact. She’ll be wearing something very skimpy, you’ll suggest maybe she put on something more modest, and she strips right there in front of you. You start kissing her, feeling her up, and you’re off to the races.”

He looked at me carefully. “They said you’re new. Have you ever done anal?”

“No.”

“Good. Brittani doesn’t do anal. She’ll blow you first, so do your best not to pop. I think Larry said you need some desensitizer.”

“Some what?”

“A lotion you put on your dick so you don’t cum so fast. Kind of numbs it. Then you can fuck like a bunny. Just don’t put it on before the blow job. We don’t need to numb her mouth.”

I know I looked confused. “I’ve never...”

At that moment, Larry approached.

“Never what?” he asked. “You never got blown? Okay, maybe we can skip that. Or,” Larry said, turning to the director, “maybe she blow him, he cums all over, then we have another scene on Monday with them fucking.”

“We only have the house ‘til Sunday,” Snazz said.

“Then we shoot on Sunday. We can do that, right?”

“I’ll see if Brittani is available,” Snazz said, wandering off.

Larry rubbed my shoulder. “Your first blow job will be on camera — not many guys get to say that.”

Chapter 3

Brittani turned out to be very pretty — a blonde with a kind of girl-next-door/cheerleader sort of vibe. We met in the living room, me in my street clothes — t-shirt, board shorts — and her in a skimpy blue-and-white bikini top and blue denim short-shorts. She also wore stiletto high heels because all bored teenage girls to that.

Snazz went over the scene again explaining to Brittani that this was my first time, and that one of two things might happen — I’ll either “pop” too quickly, or I won’t get hard at all.

“Be patient with him,” Snazz said. He pointed at me. “So you get on the couch and ... I don’t know, be on your phone. Then Brittani will come in.”

I took my place on the couch, trying to look natural. There were two cameras, one on a roller thing (I later found out it was called a dolly), and another that was hand-held.

I stared at my phone, not sure what I should be doing, so I opened a random app.

“Action,” Snazz said.

Brittani walked in, her heels clacking on the floor. She stopped in front of me.

“When’s mom and dad coming home?”

“Tonight,” I said looking up at her. “You should probably change so they don’t flip out.”

“What? This?” she said, rubbing the underside of her bikini-covered breasts. “What they don’t know won’t hurt them. I mean, you can go around with your shirt off — why can’t I?”

And with that she slipped the bikini top off. I was staring at the nicest pair of boobs I have ever seen. Full and round with perky nipples.

I’m sure the look on my face was priceless.

“Don’t be such a snob,” she said, shaking her tits. “Show me what you’ve got.”

So I set the phone down, stood up, and pulled off my shirt, tossing it off to the side.

She walked up to me, pressing her boobs against my chest. I could feel her perky nipples against mine.

“What would mom and dad say about this?”

Then she leaned in and kissed me, her hand wrapping around the back of my head. It was quite erotic. Her lips were soft and wet, and she smelled faintly of ... lavender? Her breast pushed against my chest, and I could sense the handheld camera just a couple of feet away.

She stopped kissing me, and I felt her hand tugging on the string of my board shorts.

“Come on,” she said, managing to get the string in a knot. “Don’t be shy.”

I reached down and tried to undo the knot, but the director called “Cut!”

I kept working on it, until I got it loose.

“All right, are we ready?” Snazz said. “Action.”

She pulled on the string and opened the top of the shorts, sliding her hand down inside. She let it languish there, her fingers fondling my penis.

“I think somebody is ready for action,” she said, pulling her hand out and my shorts down.

My hard cock spring out like a jack-in-the-box and she took a step back as if it were a snake.

“Jesus, Bro, I saw you getting out of the shower once, but it was nothing like this.”

She immediately reached out as she sat on the couch, turning me so my dick was pointing at her.

Her fingers slid along the underside of my cock, reaching my balls. She cupped them, then massaged them gently as my fully hard cock throbbed in front of her face.

She leaned in and took a quick lick of the head.

“Mmmm, tasty,” she said.

Then she licked the full head, circling her tongue around it. She looked up at me, the camera capturing her full gaze while my cock loomed in front of her face.