Chapter 4: Brodie’s First Feature Film

Just like any other good school, Biggelow Dickson School for Performing Arts needed a good funding. The school’s pupils were not all enrolled by rich parents, or uncles, or often stepdads or stepmoms able to pay a hefty tuition fee, some were simply chosen under the cloak of charity, mostly for exceptionally good looks.

The school’s teachers were also handpicked, and usually had a certain, specialized background that made them valuable for the specific needs of a school that handle such a special kind of boys.

Yes, BigDickHigh was a special school for boys with special needs. No retards, no disabled, don’t get a wrong idea, but boys who needed to be set on a certain path, who needed a very special education.

The boys graduating were all perfectly equipped with a certain set of skills, skills that the person that enrolled them usually had wanted them to get. In the case of Joey and Sammy, their own Dad had decided what he wanted them to learn. And now, just weeks away from leaving the school and pursuing the career their Dad wanted them to have, the two 18 year old twins just needed some polishing of their skills. And, at the side, they made a hefty amount of money for the school. They were, to be honest, already quite well versed in a special set of skills, they were already well known and quite successful in their field.

Joey and Sammy sauntered into the room totally naked. They were so comfortable with their nudity that they totally ignored the jaw dropping looks of the cameramen, lighting guys, set and props crew, and the others on the film set. Joey and Sammy were Porn Film Stars. They were more than stars, they were mega-star super heroes, but only to the small group of porno devotees who cherished truly disgusting underground illegal sex films.

Their Dad had enrolled them to BigDickHigh at the age of 14, and he had made clear he wanted them to concentrate on the career of Performing Arts, just as the name of the school suggested.

The boys were already very good looking, but in a boyish way, and to train them slowly their Dad had decided to take it slow, from them taking the dicks of costars to giving their own hard fucks during a couple of years, developing their set of unique skills as the attended the school. They worked out their exquisite bodies, and while they lost some of their admirers as they lost the slim boy look, the new rugged, muscled, hung athletic bad boy look attracted an even more loyal crowd of fans. By the way : The films they starred in were still full of beautiful younger boys, so they catered almost any taste.

So, while they made their Dad fucking rich, their fame as such was limited to a select group of private viewers. It took lots of money to buy a Joey and Sammy film. More money than most of us make in a year.

Obviously Joey and Sammy were not skilled actors as such. Their skill might best be summed up as “Raw Talent.” They were fucking hot in the looks department. Sammy was only minutes younger than his twin brother. Both were very handsome in a kind of dumb, jock, skater boy kind of way. Although their eyes were sparkling, there was nothing sensitive in their looks. Their ears were actually kind of large and they had broad yet handsome noses. Both had dark hair, full eyebrows and the full sensuous lips that were needed to suck dick, even though they nowadays only sucked their Dad and a few selected friends of him, since they had to make sure not to spoil their image.

They were both muscle boys who worked out daily. Their abs were tight and ripped and their pecs well shaped. Spurts of black pit hair poked out from underneath sculpted arms and shoulders. They had strong legs like tree trunks and solid firm ass slabs with deep moist cracks. But that was only partly why they were in the porno business.

They each also sported both ten inch long, coke bottle thick chunks of fuckmeat that throbbed over nuts off the size of ping pong balls which hung in loose low sacks. The dicks themselves were circumcised with Sammy’s cock head a bit larger than his brother’s. Both had deep piss slits. The pricks hung over six inches flaccid and filled the boys’ pants to bursting. Their Dad made sure they did never wear underwear, and they preferred jogging pants that displayed their perfectly shaped asses, while their dangling dicks showed off nicely. Nowadays the respected their Dads wishes and commands, and they were still his favorite sex objects, in the flesh or on the screen. This was not always the case.

In the early days of their education, shooting their first mayor films, their Dad had decided to teach them some lessons as they were growing a little too big for their britches, and he let the unruly boys play in a series that was called “ Growing Boys 101- A way to grow your boys” which was a not too subtle hint that the films showed boys in some very hard, very tasking situations. True sadists loved the films.

The sensationally successful videos were filmed in sets like the gym were a grim coach forced them to exceed expectations while working out, using a whip to make them pump the iron or pull up higher on an overhead bar.

Other films featured the boys in a Doctor’s office, and Doctor Popper himself had the task to use heavy weights on the grunting boys’ nuts to pull them down the way their Dad wanted. The film with the boys being tied up side by side to an overhead beam, standing with their legs wide thanks to a spreader, and with a bucket tied to their nuts was such a success since the twins always wanted to compete, and none of them wanted to give in as the Doctor playfully dropped lugs of lead into the buckets. The screams of the boys, their sweaty faces, the way they tightened their young muscles as they cramped in pain, all in all the video would have made a mainstream actor a hot contender for an Oscar, and the twins rose into the virtual Hall of Fame of the hottest teen porn stars. And they learned their lesson. Nowadays they were Stars, but Dads word was still law.

He did not care that the boys had barely gotten through high school. They lived for one thing only, Fucking.

Sex was on their minds morning noon and night. When their huge balls were finally drained for the day, their smallish minds might turn to sports, or gambling or simply run a few miles, or play stupid video games, nothing too challenging, but another way to compete. Even the workout videos were hits online, since the boys always just wore nicely bulging jockstraps and really made their muscles glisten in sweat.

But soon, both boys once again needed to drain their fat needy dicks. Like now, in the set of their newest film.

Now on naked feet, they padded over toward the Director of the new film, their dicks swinging with each step.

“Ah, our stars have arrived. How are you boys?” Dean, the film’s director, was a curly headed young dude of twenty-seven. He held out one hand and gripped each of the twin brothers’ paws.

He openly admired these boys, who had made some of the filthiest porno movies in the business.

Specialty films, commissioned by wealthy clients who wanted ultimate perversion. Dean let his eyes wander down to the boy’s swinging cocks and balls. They were not shy about it, it was their star quality after all.

Joey spread his legs just a bit so his fuckmeat hung heavier between, draping over his huge shaved nuts. He knew the Director liked them a lot, and he was trained to please his elders.

“Looks like you boys are ready to go, huh?”

Sammy just smiled. “I haven’t fucked since yesterday night, and I am just ready to explode.”

Joey playfully gut punched his brother. “If Sam don’t blow his nuts four or five times a day, he goes nuts. You can’t hardly get along with him or nothing.”

Sammy reached over and cupped his brother’s huge fucksack. “ Your the same way, bro and don’t deny it. A dude can’t even talk to you until you have blown your first wad in the morning.”

This was an open secret, and the perfectly hidden cameras showed the boys room 24/7 to the internet. Thousands of paying subscribers watched the most of the time empty room, switched between several cameras and hoped to catch one or both boys in one of their legendary jerk off sessions, usually working fat dildos in and out of their still tight little muscle asses. The boys were constantly fed several certain “vitamins” so they were horny all the time and had no problems to follow the orders of their elders.

Dean grinned. “You guys are sure something.” He would have given his right arm to get into bed with either or both brothers, but there was little chance. They had to save their fuckslop for the movies and the online performances, and the users did not want to see any grown man like him in a Joey and Sammy video.

In fact, he had no idea what kind of sex they preferred in their private lives. It had never occurred to him, or if it had, there had been no answer forthcoming. In the spy cam videos all they seemed to do was jerk off. Their Dad might fuck them, but always off camera.

“Do either of you boys need a fluffer?” At the side of the room a sixteen year old boy stood almost drooling, looking at the huge dicks. Next to him stood a fourteen year old girl with the same cock hungry countenance, who had been brought in today by a sponsor of the school. Usually all male, girls were in general not allowed on the premises, but today the Headmaster made an exception, since Susie, the girl waiting for her chance, had her birthday, and her Daddy did never say no when his little Miss Princess wanted something.

“Do I look like I need a fluffer?” Joey put his large hands on his slender hips and looked down at his dick. Before their eyes, the prick filled with blood and at once began to slant outward, thickening and growing longer. The teenage boy fluffer moaned with frustration, his own hard-on showing down the leg of his trousers. The girl pouted, but she knew she would, in the end, get to touch her teenage dream boy’s dicks.

“Well, just in case, Susie and Alan are here to help. You just give a shout out if you need your balls licked or your asshole sucked or your prick heads cleaned or something.”

The brothers looked at each other and smiled, a kind of shy, hometown smile. They were devilishly handsome in a that rough backstreet way. “Let’s get this fuckshow on the road.” Joey said, scratching one solid smooth ass cheek. “What do we do in this one?”

Dean pointed toward the set which was done up to resemble a basement. On a steel table in the middle of the well lighted area surrounded by cameras was the naked body of a boy. “Here is your co-star. Young Brodie Fisher. That is not his real last name, but it will do for the credits. Obviously this is Brodie’s very first film. We have shackled him to the table to help him control his nerves. He pissed himself a few minutes ago in fright. I do wish we could have caught that on film.”

Sammy looked in the direction of the boy on the table and scratched his head and squinted some. “ He looks awfully nervous. How old is he?”

Dean smiled again. “ Why are you suddenly developing morals? You fucked a boy that young just a few weeks ago.” He did not answer the question, and Brodie, who was totally smooth now after his body hair had been chemically removed and looked much younger than he was, shivered.

Joey, who was the business mind of the two brothers snapped his head toward Dean. His eyes flashed. His large firm pecs tensed and his dick wobbled. He took shit from nobody.

“No, you fucker. I am not suddenly developing morals. I give a shit about that. I am just worried how we are supposed to do a decent fuck film when our huge cocks are going to bust that little boy ass to smithereens the very minute we try to fuck into it! You guys demand impossible stuff from us. Do you know how much it hurts our dicks to have to fuck them into an asshole that tight? It’s not even fucking enjoyable. And then you have to worry how deep you fuck so you don’t kill the kid. Jesus.”

The Director smiled wicked “It’s what the client wants. He picked this boy especially. Look at the boy. He’s beautiful. That soft silky hair. That innocent sweet young face. Can’t you just feel your big dicks slamming into his pretty little mouth? Look at those cocksucker lips. Tell me that won’t be fun.”

He made a short pause, but went on: “ And he is not as inexperienced as you might think. He took a 12 inch dick all the way down his asshole just a few days ago.”

“It’ll be fun,” Joey now chuckled, smiling his boy next door smile, “But it will be really hard to get our two dicks combined up into his tiny ass.” He had read the few short lines that made the script of today’s filming.

Dean put one hand on Joey’s naked shoulder. The skin was like silk.

“Take as much time as you want to open him up. That’s what the client wants. Use your fingers to start with, then more fingers until you got him really stretched. Take a whole fucking hour if you like. It will be really great if you each get two or three fingers up the Brodie’s tiny asshole and then spread it in opposite directions. Spread that little cuntlet wide open.”

The Director used his words carefully, since he wanted to see the boy’s face change, from fear to panic. He liked to see his actors on their toes.

Even Joey now looked down at the floor and curled his toes. “It’s just that we got feelings too, you know. We’re not just some dumb donkey dicked animals!”

Dean allowed his hand to travel down Joey’s back to the curve of his magnificent ass. By now the twin, Sammy, stood on the other side of his brother for extra support.

“Of course you do. I know that. I know some of the things we ask you to do are not totally sexually satisfying for you. I know you’d rather fuck an ass or a mouth you could push all the way into and enjoy a, lets say a muscled 18 year old, but let’s face facts here. This is what the client wants and you are getting twenty thousand dollars for two days of work. right?”

The brothers looked at each other. Then they smiled. “Right!” They finally agreed. The boy on the table was straining at his shackles. His naked body was pale and smooth and of course totally hairless. His tiny ass rose up off the table as he arched his back, making his surprisingly fat dick point toward the ceiling.

“Now the scenario is this. You have kidnapped the kid. We shots some good moments of him in his little school uniform and shorts before we took him. We used stand-ins for you two. We need to save you for the important scenes...”

Dean laughed a very artificial laugh and allowed one hand to brush the very head of Sammy’s thick pink dickhead. He had known better than to make the young porn stars do real acting, since they were just to dimwitted to remember their lines.

“So we pick up the action as you are about to have fun with him for the first time. We have already done close-ups of his naked body, showing his tight pink little virginal asshole, his pecker and balls and his smooth young body and innocent scared as shit face.”