Readers may remember a story I did a few years ago, set in a a Spanish Brothel. This one has been sitting around on my computer for a couple of years, and I thought that it was time for it to see some daylight.
Part 1 Anything to turn a Penny
I suppose it was all my fault, right from the start. I was totally lazy, but I also had expensive tastes. The fact that I liked to dress well, eat well, and live well was my downfall.
Not having any real qualifications meant that I lived off my wits for most of the time, and one step ahead of the law all the time.
My name is Julian Spinks and my mother had told me I was a lazy sod before she and my father threw me out of the house with just a backpack of clothes and a razor to my name.
Everything else I had was destined for the pawnbroker to help defray the costs of my latest little exploit, a scheme which I had thought was foolproof until someone twigged that a chap called Ponzi had thought of it first. At least my folks had caught on before I was past the third mark, and it was then I found out that you can’t trust family to keep their mouths shut.
I lived on the street for a while and learned the one thing that determined my fate – never turn down a job, even it’s like nothing you have done before. Over the next few years, I did favours for angels and devils alike, carried out little jobs for heroes and villains, got my hands dirty and amassed enough cash to rent a place where I could wash them clean again.
By the time I hit my mid-twenties I had a nice little place to live, some reasonable furniture, a good TV and some sharp clothes that I had picked up cheap in the various sales and stalls. I was, however, getting bored of the life and wondered if there was anything more.
I had never had any problem getting girlfriends but most left when someone with more ‘prospects’ came along. I wasn’t stable enough to be husband material, but I did have the one thing that satisfied them while they were with me, and even brought them back for short visits while their man was out of town. My current playmate had been with me longer than most, but she had a job where she said I really helped her ‘fit in’.
Her name was Tanya, a radio operator in a cab company by day and Kitten, a starlet in porn movies by night. She had often told me that I should work with her, but I just couldn’t see the point. If you are reaming beautiful girls for a job, it could well be that you lose the enjoyment of doing it for fun after a while.
One day, however, she told me that her boss was looking for someone to play the hero in a porn serial. It was to have real acting, not just blokes jerking themselves off over girls who were on their backs talking dirty. She said that it would take a year working weekdays to make, as it was to show the life of the hero over fifty episodes.
The money was the one thing that turned my head, a thousand an episode, half up front per episode and the rest as a lump sum at the completion. Even my feeble brain could do the maths – five hundred a week for a year and twenty-five grand as a present sounded good to me.
Three nights later I was taken to the ‘studio’ – a large apartment across town. The movie maker was someone I twigged straight away. Andrew Maker was like a mirror image of me, and I knew that I would have to watch him at all times.
He sat me down and gave me a drink
“Kitten has mentioned that you are made for the job but, at the moment, I really can’t see it.”
I tried to give both a death stare, but he defused the moment.
“Kitten, go and put on that costume while I talk to Julian for a few minutes.”
She got up and went into another room.
“Julian, this part is not just the usual porn star standard. It will follow the life of the main character over a period of fifty episodes. Each episode will take about four days to film and another day to edit. It will then go on to a subscriber service which is followed by thousands of movie tragics around the world. It needs the main character to be well built but slim, manly but affectionate and willing to allow certain cosmetic alterations made to him as the episodes roll on. The story is of a virile young man who is picked up by a beautiful woman – no, not Kitten, she is too well known in the porn scene – and the woman enjoys him but slowly changes him to be the lover she always wanted.”
I sat back and took a sip of my drink and asked, “What changes?”
He said that I would be made to look like her ideal lover and some of the sex scenes would be quite realistic - very realistic. He then showed me a picture of the actress I would be playing next to, and she was an absolute knock-out! Just looking at her picture was enough to make my old boy twitch.
“There is just one screen test we have to do before I offer you the job; I guess you know what that is.”
He then stood and beckoned me to follow to the door of the room that Kitten had gone into.
He knocked and called, “Ready, Kitten?” and the door opened to reveal Tanya in a leather corset with her nipples peeping out and no panties to mar the view. She and I had enjoyed this bit of borrowed stage-gear a couple of times at home, and she already knew what it would do to me.
“Go ahead, do what I know you want to do but take your time and don’t worry about me or the cameraman, we are just figments of your imagination.”
Tanya took my hand and pulled me towards the big bed while Andrew faded back into the dimness of the room as opposed to the bright lights shining on the bed.
At the bedside she kissed me.
“Just be yourself, there is just us and I want you to take me in as many ways as you can. I know you can do this, and we may as well enjoy it.”
She helped me divest myself of my clothing and I heard an audible gasp as my member reached out to tickle her clit. One of my girlfriends had been a showjumper and she had told me that some men are built like horses and some like donkeys. Then she had smiled.
“You’re a Shetland pony with the dick of a stallion.”
The bed was big and beautiful, and Tanya became Kitten in a much stronger way than ever before. It was as if she had this incredible switch that turned on when the cameras rolled. I knew now why she did what she did because I was hooked from that evening.
We worked through the easy pages of the Kama Sutra, and she came more than once, as did I. It was heady stuff and I had lost count of the time before I finally collapsed on her.
When I rolled off and lay on my back there was gentle applause from the dark room and then the lights went on to reveal two cameramen, two sound men, Andrew and the girl who was to be the co-star.
The gorgeous creature came over to the bedside.
“Get lost, Kitten, this one is all mine now.”
Tanya got off the bed and picked up her things and went into the next room. The creature then smiled
“I am Yolande, and you my lad, are perfect.”
She then turned to the film crew.
“Get lost, Andrew, and take the boys with you. Leave the cameras running but take the recording gear when you leave the room. I am about to see just what this one feels like. I hope he is as good as he looks.”
When there was just the two of us, she quickly removed her clothes and straddled me as I lay there. She crushed her magnificent breasts to mine as she kissed me and I was ready again for anything.
If Tanya turned into Kitten under the bright lights, Yolande turned into a lioness and I am sorry to say that my body reacted to it, even after the previous session. By the time she called, “Enough, already!” I was very close to being totally wiped out.
She lay beside me and then said, “Go and shower, you stink of sex”
I laughed.
“So do you, come with me.”
She pushed me out of the bed and snarled.
“The difference, buster, is that on me it smells good.”
When I had showered and redressed, she had left the bedroom, and I went back out to the lounge where Andrew had a contract for me to sign. I read it up to the line where my wage had been increased.
The weekly amount was the same, but the residual had been doubled. I signed and was given an address to report to the following Monday morning.
It was in the industrial area and Andrew saw my surprise.
“This one deserves a proper sound stage because it will be a big hit. Don’t worry, we will send a car for you every morning because you won’t want to go by public transport by the time we get to episode thirty or forty.”
When I was ready to leave, I was joined by Tanya, and we left the building.
“I don’t know about you, but I could eat a horse.”
She laughed.
“Oh, I think I did a few hours back. But yes, I’m hungry and I’m buying. I’m telling the cab company that I quit because Andrew has given me a part in the serial, and I think at least one episode will see us together on a bed.”
We went to a steak house we both liked and had a good meal with a few glasses of wine. When we left, she told me that she couldn’t go another session with me today and flagged down a cab. I strolled home, wondering about the day.
I knew that I would need to put some cream on my dick as it was beginning to chafe on my undies. Perhaps I may need softer undies before this was all over.
Little did I know just how soon those softer undies would be entering my life!
Marianne G
Part 2. In for a Penny
Over the next few days, I took it easy and tidied up my apartment and did my laundry. The day of my first shoot I was out front when the car arrived. The driver was one of the cameramen from the previous session and he was bright and cheerful as he drove me to the industrial park and the studio.
I didn’t really know what to expect after the lit bed in the apartment so, when we went in, I was surprised. There were several sets; three of them bedrooms with big beds and one was an office with desks and all the right equipment.
I could see smaller set-ups without being able to figure out their purpose. A lot of my first day was taken up with being weighed and measured and being given a complete medical, including giving blood and getting swabbed. Some of the measurements they took were a bit odd, but I just went with the flow as I was now being paid to be there.
In the afternoon I was in a meeting with several very beautiful girls including Tanya, and the producer gave us a run-down on the storyline. The basis was that I was a guy called Carlo Taworth and that I had been sent by an agency to a typing pool where six sexy girls worked.
The thing was that my name had been given over the phone and that Yolande, the boss, had heard Carlotta Worth. The office was supposed to be strictly females and when I arrived there were some problems. Yolande, as the boss, had taken a month off and I was stuck there as the only man in with a bunch of gorgeous babes.
OK, so far it is typical porn, but it was explained that with my particular attribute, combined with the demographic of their subscribers, meant that any sex scene would be acted as if it was real and that I was to be as adventurous as I could.
We were given the initial schedule which I saw had me making love to every one of the girls, firstly as a couple and then in a trio. I was thankful that they didn’t try to get me to satisfy all six at once as that would be beyond my skills.
The schedule finished with a scene where Yolande came back from her holiday to discover her mistake. The last scene I saw had her going from wanting to send me back to the agency but then being told by the rest of the staff, how much they enjoyed having me around.
We were told that the next episodes would be written as the early ones went on air and depended on the feedback from their subscribers. Everything, so Andrew told us, was fluid.
Before I was driven home, I had to do a proper screen-test where I needed to act and speak some lines. As I had been in a drama class at school, I was able to acquit myself well and I was driven home with the producer telling me not to use my equipment on any other girls because he wanted me able to give my all with the camera rolling.
He gave me a wad of cash as a down-payment and told me to eat well to make sure I was able to perform. I had a good meal in a hotel that evening and resisted trying to pull a couple of girls who were giving me the eye.
I promised myself that I would make this job work as well as I could. Maybe I could go on to do some serious acting afterwards, who knows what the future held.
The next day I was back in the studio but this time, I was firstly taken to the make-up room. They gave me a five-o-clock shadow which I normally didn’t have and then dressed me in a smart suit.
The first scene was with an extra that sat behind a desk and talked about the job I was being sent to do; emphasising that I must do everything required of me because the client was a very good one and the agency wanted to keep them.
The scene ran about five minutes and took all morning to film; the producer kept changing his mind on the positioning, the lighting, and dialogue – just about everything was changed as we went through it time after time. The chap I was playing opposite had a quiet word when we were taking a break, telling me that it got better but the producer was trying to find my snapping point. After that I just went with the flow.
In the afternoon my suit was changed, and we did the introductory scene in the office. I walked in and the other girls were there to greet me. Of course, they all said that I was a mistake but then Tanya worked through the process that brought me there – the agency, the name and the mistake with the boss and her hearing.
I was told that Germaine (Yolande) had gone off for a four-week holiday and, because she was the only one to do hiring and firing, I had better stay and see how we got on. There were six desks, and I was shown to one and then shown the different things I needed to do.
I had become quite a good typist and was able to act as if I had that all sorted. During the scene all the other girls got close. They were all modestly dressed as if they were usual typist / secretaries and Angie (Tanya) was acting boss and would be sitting in her own office.
Over the course of the next two days, we did scenes where I interacted with all the girls. I was like a kid in a toyshop within this bevy of femininity.
One scene had me sitting in Angies’ office and she was talking to me while sitting on the edge of the desk showing a lot of leg. There were other scenes where Beverly (played by Sheila, a gorgeous auburn-haired beauty), showed me where the stationery cupboard was.
Another had Dianna (played by Annabelle, a raven-haired beauty of African heritage) who showed me how to use the photocopier. This one had me on my knees to look in a cupboard for a special paper while she stood in front of me, her crotch level with my nose.
The other girls were Janet (played by a blonde Paula with one of the biggest racks I had ever seen); Olivia (played by Elizabeth, a brown-haired Scots girl with a very cheeky smile) and Ebony (another raven-haired beauty of African heritage called Susan.)
The one thing I was asked on that day was to let them know when I needed to pee because they wanted to shoot a scene where I ask where the toilet is, only to be told that it is a female toilet only and that I had to drop my pants and sit so I don’t spray anything around the walls. The toilet I had to use was set up with lights and when I turned to sit there was a camera pointing down at me.
This, of course, showed my penis for the first time. I was told that I had an early day, but the girls were to do a scene where they are in Angies’ office looking at a screen that had the pictures of me peeing.
This brought in the fact that the boss liked to look at her girls in the loo, thus bringing in some kinky stuff. This was to be the last scene of Day One in the series – one that causes the six of them to become totally fixated in having me and the cliff-hanger that was supposed to bring the punters back next week.
The deal was that each full week of filming was to be one whole day of my work there. This would mean that it would take five weeks for each week in the office. Thus, the four weeks before Yolande entered the scene as Germaine, the boss, would be twenty weeks filming.
The second week started the real sex scenes. That week had all the girls acting as if they wanted to jump my bones, but it was Tanya, as Angie, the acting boss, who was given the first go.
In that second week I spent almost one whole day with me taking her as she sat on the edge of the desk. Of course, there were times when I had a cameraman with his head almost up my arse as he took close-ups of the action.
I even had the experience of wearing a ring at the base of my dick with a small camera attached which would show the ‘here I come – there I hide’ view. By the end of that second week, I had learned the one thing that makes a good stud in porn movies – never cum until the producer tells you to.
Week three had the girls all starting to act like sluts, wearing provocative outfits. In that week I ended up in the stationery room with Beverly having a kneetrembler. It nearly creased me keeping the position for a couple of hours, but the producer was happy with it.
At the end of that week, I was in a very different scene. The set looked like an alcove in a pub, and I was sitting with a couple of supposed ‘mates’ having an evening drink.
There was a bit of dialogue about my new job with my ‘mates’ being unsure whether they were being wound up until Tanya came into the scene and gave me a big kiss before pulling me to my feet and out of shot.
The other two guys (played by Steve and Tony, two porn studs) had a bit of chat with the final line being “Lucky bastard, I wonder if we can meet some of these office girls.”
Week four had me and Annabelle in the photocopy room after some setting-up scenes. She wore a pleated skirt and no panties, and I was once again on my knees but this time I was giving her a good tonguing first. Of course, she had to end up sitting on the edge of a desk while I had a cameraman who had a good view of my balls.
I must say that this was by far the most realistic scene I had done. I felt her spasm at least three times with much noise before the producer told me that I was ‘cleared for climax’.
There were another two scenes that week; one where the rest of the girls complained about the noise and the other where I was told that on Fridays we had a half day downstairs.
I had better tell you what the business was supposed to be. We were the Head Office for a group of Spas and Salons called ‘Heavenly Bodies’.
Much of the dialogue over the first three weeks had related to the purchase of needed supplies and some of the scenes had the girls looking at me when they talked about certain products. The story was that the staff had to attend the Salon that was situated next to the office on Friday afternoons for a work-over.
Week five we had the Friday morning to film quickly. It was simple on paper. There was a bit of dialogue with the girls telling me how good the afternoon would be and then one of them followed me to the toilet after I had been for a pee.
It was the Scots girl, Elizabeth, and she was hilarious with her accent when she told me she just wanted a ‘wee sup’ before giving me a blow job. This one was a bit awkward to film as there was not enough room in the real toilet set to finish the scene and we had to move to another set which had a fake toilet seat but no side walls.
She was so good at what she did it was very hard holding back for a couple of hours as we had cameras moving around us but, in the end, I was given the green light and she kept me in her mouth as I came, swallowing every drop before giving me a big kiss that tasted a little salty.
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