Country Boy in the City
Copyright© 2021 by Mushroom
Chapter 55
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 55 - This picks up almost a decade after "Country Boy, City Girl" ends. George Culver has decided that he has had enough of the hypocrites and prigs in Idaho, and moves to Los Angeles to attend college. Away from his older brother who he has problems with, determined to become his own man in his own way. And not a carbon copy as many expect him to become. Note: Story codes will be added as the story progresses.
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa Teenagers Blackmail Coercion Drunk/Drugged Rape Teen Siren Lesbian Heterosexual GameLit Historical School Cheating Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Interracial Black Male Black Female White Male White Female Oriental Female Hispanic Female Indian Female Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Exhibitionism Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Pregnancy Safe Sex Sex Toys Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Smoking Geeks Porn Theatre Prostitution Slow
The next morning I woke up to the smell of coffee. I went to the bathroom and got dressed, and saw Pete and Mandy were already up. I got a cup as they told me they were taking off shortly to continue their familiarization flights. Mandy asked what my plans were, and she seemed surprised I was taking off after lunch.
“Well, I really only came down for the weekend. I have class on Monday, and have to be at work on Tuesday.”
Mandy nodded, and Pete asked me where I was working. And I saw that Mandy gave me a little smile when I said I was working two nights a week as a DJ. I had a suspicion that Linda had told her where I was actually working, but as usual Pete seemed rather oblivious to that. But Mandy told me that the new scores I had added to the movies they showed at the campground had been real popular.
“In fact, Dave is already planning on adding something similar to his place.”
I thought a moment, and nodded. “In fact, can I offer a suggestion? He already has an opera house, even if it’s not being used much. Suggest they hold it in there. In fact, see if they can find an actual piano player to play during them. Make that one a bit more upscale, an actual dinner show like it might have been in the old west.”
Pete nodded enthusiastically at that, and even Mandy seemed to like the idea. “You know, that’s not bad. And it’s right next to the bar, we can tie them together no problem. And it would be the same idea, but also something new.”
Shortly afterwards they each gave me a hug then took off. I went and took a shower, then decided to make breakfast. I had about two dozen pancakes done when mom came out, and after giving me a hug got some coffee and went to wake everybody up.
Everybody was a bit bummed I was taking of shortly, but mom and dad were both glad that I was taking my classes seriously this time. And when I asked how they were all getting back, I was a bit surprised when Grace said she was flying the DC-3 back with Pete, and Mandy was taking the Electra with Tina.
“This week is mostly about letting Harve check them all out in it. Now this part was not covered, but he actually already checked out in it” mom said. “It actually started flying almost two weeks ago. And through some contacts Harve actually found a guy that was actually an IP for those. Although that was a Navy variant of the Lodestar, it was close enough that the FAA and insurance gave him no problems.”
“Wow, really? That guy must be in his 80’s!” I said, more than a little surprised.
“She’s eighty-six actually” my mom said, and smiled. “She was a WASP, or Women’s Airforce Service Pilots. They did a lot of the testing and certifying of aircraft in WWII. She used to pick them up at the factory in Burbank, then after testing deliver them where they were needed. There were about a thousand women in the program, but they were rather poorly treated.” Mom then told me about how they were denied Veterans Administration service for decades, even though scores had died during the war due to accidents and malfunctions.
“Mom, you should suggest this to Mandy and Jack. I bet there is a good one or two hour documentary in this. Sounds like these women deserve to be more widely recognized for what they did.” And I was a bit surprised when mom, Darlene and Kim all came over and hugged me.
“You know, the more I see George like this, the more he reminds me of his brother” Darlene said. I said that was not true, but all three of them nodded.
And my dad chiming in was more of a surprise. “George, actually it’s not. Remember, you’re not much younger than Pete was when he bought the ranch back. That was a surprise to all of us, but he did it. Believe it or not, he was only twenty-three when he started that computer business. And a hell of a lot of things since then have come from your brother thinking of things differently. You seem to have the same gift.”
Even Dave agreed. “And like your dad and I, your brother would back almost anything if it was for veterans. I remember when Carter and Reagan both pushed for theWASPs get better recognition. I think that would be a good project for Gem Shore, and they could probably do it quicker than the next one they had planned.”
At that I learned that in addition to the program about the Electra, they had also been doing preliminary work on one about ghost towns. Although Darlene laughed and said so far the footage was all stuff Dave had taken. And that every time he went out scavenging for things to bring back, he would take a couple hours of video that he would send to Jack.
“He said he would have to reshoot a lot of it, but it gives him an idea of things to look for. And he said Dave has a good eye, even if he does not really know what he is doing.” We all laughed, and after some more hugs I loaded up and headed home.
On Tuesday it was a quiet night at the club, and I was even a bit surprised when one Lacy, one of the waitresses came to the booth and said that Lucy had been requested on the floor. She said she would take over for the entrance, and Lucy smiled and headed on out. I saw her go quickly to an older guy, and after talking for a few minutes took him by the hand and guided him to the back where the lap dance area was. I asked lacy who that was, and she smiled. “Oh, he’s one of her regulars. He was even when she was still dancing. And he comes in maybe once or twice a month to get a little more of her. And he’s normally good for a hundred bucks or so at least, so the manager lets her with him and a couple of others.”
It was almost forty-five minutes later when Lucy returned, and I noticed a few things. The red tube top and skirt she had been wearing had been replaced by a blue blouse and shorts, and her nipples were obviously hard. Well, obviously she had a good time it seems.
At the end of the night after going to the office and tipping out, I was a bit surprised when I returned to the booth and saw Lucy was still in there. I was collecting up my laptop and CDs when she asked if we could go and get a cup of coffee. I told her that was fine, and she told me to meet her at a 24 hour coffee shop about a mile away. I was already in a booth when she arrived, and she smiled when she saw I already had two cups of coffee in front of me.
Now I was still not sure what was going on, and as much as I would have loved to have gotten Lucy in the sack, I just had a feeling that was not to be. And I was a bit surprised when she asked if I was doing anything in two weeks. I told her I was not, and she smiled and asked me if I wanted to make a couple of hundred bucks for a few hours work on Saturday.
I told her sure, figuring she needed my help moving or something. But what surprised me is when she told me what it would really be for. It seems she still did some work for one of the porn companies, what she said was “Talent Acquisition”. And they needed at least a dozen guys for a video shoot they were doing.
“Lucy, I’m not a porn actor! Why in the hell would they want me?”
“Well, it’s not really you as much as your cock.” Then she told me what it was. It seems that they made a series called “Glory Hole Gulpers”, where they would put a girl in what looked like an adult video booth. There would be holes cut in two of the walls, and guys would stick their dicks through them. And she would take turns sucking them off and swallowing one after another.
“Most girls make it through maybe ten or twelve, but some go through twenty or more. And in a three hour shoot they will do two girls back to back. And for these, all they care about is that the guys can get it up and keep it up. Nobody will see you, you just stick it through the hole and she does all the work.”
And the pay was not bad, Lucy told me I would get $150 for showing up and $50 for each orgasm I had. “They’ll give you a blue pill before hand, most guys are good for three or four. And there might even be some pussy in it for you, as some of the girls after a bit want more than sucking cock and want to get fucked. Either in the booth, or in the main projector room where they have like a stage with a mattress on it. But if you want to do this, you will need to go and get yourself tested. I can give you a clinic, they charge $50 for the test and paperwork to show you are clean of disease. Just bring that to the studio, and they will get you in.”
I asked her what was in it for her, and she smiled and said $50 for each guy she recruited. Hell, this was an interesting turn, as instead of paying some girl to let me fuck her, I would be the one getting paid. And after she assured me there would be no filming of my face, I said I would do it. But not to worry about the clinic, I would get the tests done at the student clinic.
She hugged me, then gave me the address of the studio. And after finishing our coffee I walked her out to her car. And it seems she was still at least somewhat involved in porn, even if she was not shooting it anymore on a regular basis.
On Friday after getting a clean bill of health at the clinic, I drove to the address she had given me. And it was in the North Valley off of Sepulveda in what was obviously at one time a porn shop. The boarded up windows and outline of the old sign over the doorway confirmed that, as apparently it had been part of a chain of them at one time. The place still kinda smelled with that funk they all seemed to have, and after I came in a guy came from the back and asked how he could help me.
I told him that Lucy had sent me, and after checking a clipboard and asking my name he made a mark and smiled. He brought me to an office where he copied the paperwork I gave him, as well as my driver’s license. He had me fill out a form, stating that among other things I was free of disease and knew I would be filmed. And sure enough, it laid out that I would be getting $150 for the shoot, plus an additional $50 for each orgasm captured on camera.
He then showed me the set, and it was obvious what the booths that had once been used for when it was still open. There were three of them, the one in the center having an opening at waist height on the wall against the booth next to it. And he told me the monitors would be working, and I could turn it to any porn I wanted to watch for free.
He then told me how it would work. I would remove my clothes once inside, and sit on a towel they would give me and wait. And when I saw the girl’s hand in the hole it would be my turn. And to simply stick my cock through the hole and she would do all the work.
“Now when you get close, knock on the wall three times.” And he did just that, rapping softly but clearly three times. “Do that at least five to ten seconds before you cum. That lets the girl get ready for it. Most will let you cum in their mouths, some may want it on their face or tits though. But that is all up to them to decide. But try to last at least five minutes, and no more than ten at the most. We try to aim for at least a dozen guys an hour in these.”
He then took me to the theater room, and it was as Lucy had said. A big screen on the far wall, about a dozen old theater chairs facing it. And in front of it on a small stage a large mattress. He told me sometimes the girls wanted more, and would bring guys out here. “Now that is entirely their call if they do that or not, and who they are with. And you can wait here until your time in the booth. If you see a girl come out here with the film crew, go up and ask her and you might get a turn also. But out here, it’s all her call and she decides.”
He told me to be there the next Saturday before noon, then handed me a small plastic bottle. “Here, is two Viagra. Take one about three hours before you come in, the other about half way through the shoot. At least two cums are expected, and more is always better.”
I put the pills in my pocket and headed home. That night as I was getting some more smokes I saw that Maria was in front of the taco stand. So I went ahead and headed home and got my truck. As I was waiting for my tacos she came up and talked with me, and I gave one of them to her and asked if she wanted to join me in my truck.
We ate and chatted, and when we were done she asked if I wanted a date. And as I had gotten my truck for a reason I told her I did. I drove us to a large dirt field I knew near Whiteman Field, and soon we were in the back seat. After putting on a rubber she was sucking my cock as she was removing her shorts. When she got them off I tore off her blouse before she laid on the back seat. Maria spread her thighs wide, and I slipped in between them and into her.
She moaned out “Oh, si papi, si” as I bottomed out inside, and started thrusting in and out. And this was even better than last time, as I could feel her thighs wrapping around me and her breasts against my chest as I pumped myself in and out. As good as our last fuck had been in the alley, this was much better.
And finally I got to the point where I could not hold back and longer. I thrust in deep and held myself there as I felt my cock pulsing, squirting my cum into the condom as Maria squeezed me with her thighs. And I had to admit as I slid off that it had been an enjoyable fuck. I even paused for a moment to suck on one of her nipples before tossing the used condom out the half-open window.
Maria seemed more than happy with the $40 I handed her as I let her out near the taco place. And I would be sure to look for her again the next time I wanted to get some. Even though she was a whore, she was a fine piece of ass.
On Tuesday I told Lucy I would be at the shoot and she smiled. I asked her if she would be there, and she shook her head. “Naw, not my thing at all. But the owner still calls me from time to time if he needs something. Heck, you may even get a bit of a surprise I bet.” But she did suggest I hold off on having any sex between now and then. Saying that as I got “paid per load”, the more I could save up between now and then the better.
And even though I tried, I could get nothing more out of her than that. And on Saturday morning I took the pill with my breakfast, and with a pair of sweats and sandals in a bag headed out. About thirty minutes till noon I was parking the bike behind the closed up adult store. There was a guy standing outside the side door with a clipboard, and after checking my name off told me to go inside. There were over a dozen people already inside, and I went to use one of the bathrooms and came out only in the sweats and a shirt. One of the things Lucy suggested was to bring a robe. But as I did not have one, I figured sweats would be good enough.
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