Gay Erotic Stories

I'm an actor. Okay, not an actor you've ever heard of, at least not yet. I'm a bit player, five or six lines, and maybe an occasional two shot, but it's still making a not bad living in the movies. Since Canada became the land of the sixty cent dollar, Hollywood production companies have moved north to inflate their budgets. A lot of movies and TV shows get filmed here, in Vancouver. In the last few months, I've scored spots in some of the top rated shows on the tube. These past two weeks, I've been working on this surreal detective show starring a really hunky looking actor. No, I'm not going to tell you who he is or the name of the show for that matter, but let's just say I've learned not to judge a book by it's cover — and some guys actually marry their beards. It was last Monday, the beginning of the second week of shooting a two-parter. It was late afternoon and I was done for that day. Well, one motor home tends to look like another and I had no idea the dressing rooms had been jockeyed around over the course of the day. I just assumed I was walking into the common dressing room allocated to the grunts. However, I was in for a pleasantly engaging surprise. I stopped dead in my tracks. I couldn't believe it! Mister Hunky was sitting on the sofa with his pants down around his ankles. Another guy was on his knees giving our studly star's cock a serious tongue lashing. Mister Show Biz had his head flung back and his legs spread wide, really getting off on his licking. The first thing I thought was: get yourself outta here Timmy-boy and I fully intended to do so. But in my haste, I must have made some kind of noise. The actor's eyes were wide open staring at me, first with surprise, then alarm, then maybe something else. I just stood there, gaping, with a big grin on my face. I had to admit it was a turn on to catch the two of them together like that. The movie star — let's call him Brent; his body is big, muscular, and of course, well maintained. Fine dark hair covered his chest and ran into a narrowing line over his belly down to the thicket of dark, curly hairs between his legs. I felt my cock stiffen at the sight of his meat disappearing into the blond twink's mouth. I simply watched as he continued to obviously suck rod. At last, I found the presence of mind to speak a full sentence. "Can anyone join this party?" The twink suddenly looked up with that big cock still buried in his face. Imagine my surprise when the twink turned out to be the young guest star for these two episodes. Mister Studly's — Brent's posture relaxed and he said with a grin: "I don't see how we can possibly refuse." I closed the door behind me, taking the precaution of locking it. "I don't think there'll be any more interruptions now." I removed my jacket. "All right, gentlemen," I rubbed my hands together briskly, "what's your pleasure?" The young blond actor had stopped his cock sucking but ran a hand up the series star's muscled leg. Brent's eyes fluttered closed. He half smiled and spread his long legs even wider. The younger actor, who I'll call Corey, began rubbing Brent's balls. Corey was on all fours licking his way up Brent's swollen and thick shaft. My own cock had become a woody in my jeans and I quickly unzipped to set it free. Tight jeans may be great for showing off appropriate bulges but they're a bitch to get out of in a hurry. Somehow, I managed it. I was behind the younger actor, cock poised and already dripping precum. I rubbed it against his ass, he spread his legs and pushed back. To my delight, I discovered his young, firm hole had already been primed with lube. My hands moved down to grip Corey's ass, massaging, caressing, spreading his firm, round cheeks. My fingers lightly brushed over his asshole. "Well, let the games begin," I said with mounting anticipation. My slick, dark cock easily slid into his eager ass. "...Oh Yeah!" Brent's comment was a counterpoint to burying his own cock in Corey's face. My eyes were riveted to the sight of this TV star fucking his co-star's face. Brent intently watched as I plowed Corey's ass. Corey cried out in pleasure-pain and began to push his ass against me rhythmically. He stopped sucking Brent's cock and turned back to me. His eyes met mine. "Yeah, do it! Please give it to me. I need it. Please!" I forced my cock fully into him, jamming my pubic bone against his solid buns. "Oh Christ yeah," Corey urged me on. I began to quicken my pace, humping my cock into his tight hungry hole. "....That's it! Give it to me!" I felt light headed and my heart pounded. I leaned forward, thrusting deeper into the blond twink. Brent shoved Corey's face onto his bulging cock head. Suddenly, Brent's lips were on mine. Lightly at first, then with greater force, his tongue darting deep into my mouth. While we kissed, I could feel my cock burrowing deeper into Corey's tight manhole. Brent broke away and moaned. "Oh, God yeah. Fuck his ass! Just fuck that boy. It looks good!" Brent's stiff cock plunged just as deeply into Corey's mouth. Brent's fingers were tightly knotted in Corey's blond hair. My eyes never left Brent's. My hands fell to slowly stroke his broad, hairy chest to pinch a pink nipple to hardness. His eyes fastened on my cock plunging in and out of Corey's ass, his breathing coming faster. I watched Brent as his free hand began to rub his big balls then slide farther between his legs where he began rubbing a finger against his asshole. His eyes fluttered half lidded, oblivious now to all except his need. Moving forward I began to play with Brent's hard pink tits. His eyes opened. He grinned appreciatively. "Oh, yes please." My lips were on his, our tongues meeting as he lowered himself to a kneeling position. I pushed forward, almost pressed to Corey's back. He lost his balance for a moment and Brent's raging cock popped from his mouth. I seized the opportunity, sliding my hands down across Brent's stomach, through the thicket of hair circling the base of his swollen prick to grasp his huge balls. "Uhhh ...Yeah," he moaned as I manhandled his nuts. One hand now probed deeper between his legs. I lightly stroked his asshole with one slippery finger, then continued more urgently. He spread his legs wider, pushing against my hand until two of my fingers slid into the warm wetness of his hole. Arching his back, meeting each thrust, he pushed to take my fingers as deep as they would go. "Oh, yeahhhhh," he moaned softly. "I need it. Ohhhhh, give it to me! Make me your fuck boy!" Wiggling my fingers inside him, I forced Brent upward to his feet. I maneuvered Corey so, while still fucking him, I could position myself between Brent's strong legs. His hand grasped the back of my neck, his cock poised close to my face. "You do want it bad, don't you, Baby?" he growled. "You want it as much as much as I want to give it." He reached out and pulled my hand to his cock. I felt my own cock jerk inside Corey. I grasped his slippery rod in my fist. "Go on. You know what to do," he ordered, hitching his hips forward. His shaft slid easily through my fingers. His hand was again on the back of my neck. I began licking his big bull nuts. His prick danced in front of my eyes, slick and glistening, the cock head now swollen to the size of a fat mushroom. I ran my tongue up the shaft, lingering at the base of his cock head. My tongue lapped over the tip of his dick, licking off the droplets of salty-sweet precum suddenly leaking out of his slit. Finally, my mouth slid over the huge head of his cock. "Fuck yeah," Brent moaned, fingers now entwined in my hair. His big cock pumped into the back of my mouth. "That's it, eat me baby." My nostrils were buried in his bush. "Suck my cock," he commanded, voice grating. "Suck my meat... Now! That's it! Suck me," he panted. "Oh yes, you really do like getting fucked in the mouth don't you?" I looked up at him and tried to speak but could only manage: "Mmmm... Hmmmmm," around his prick as he drove it in and out of my mouth, the tip finding its way into my throat. In my mind's eye I could see my neat, dark mustache framing his thick cock as it dove deeper and deeper into my mouth. Corey bucked his ass, clenching my cock far inside him. I could feel my nuts tightening and the slow tingling in my crotch that always warned me when I was getting close. Corey was wailing now. "That's it. Oh, fuck me, man, give me more! Give it to me hard! Harder! Oooh yeah, fuck me! Oh Jesus, I'm right there!" I humped frantically against Corey's ass, my balls making wet slapping sounds as our bodies collided. All the while I sucked feverishly on Brent throbbing knob. Oh fuck, I'm close too flashed through my mind like an electrical storm. My rhythmic humping gained in ferocity, the itching in my nuts a sweet agony. Then suddenly, Corey arched his back to meet my final thrusts. A guttural, animal moan escaped from him as his slippery cock head erupted sending spurts of thick cum splashing onto his own chest. I slammed deep into him, pumping my hot, thick load with shuddering, tingling waves of pleasure. Brent stood legs spread apart. He looked down at us. His eyes locked with mine, his throbbing tool now in his fist. I knew he was about to let go. Instinctive, my mouth was on his bursting dick head again. He exploded, shooting thick wads of cum into my mouth and down my throat. We collapsed into a pile of sweat slicked bodies, barely conscious, completely spent. And now, hours later, I still can't quite believe it really happened. It makes me hot all over again just to think about it. I actually blew my load into one movie star's hole, while another came in my mouth! Now, I not only see this turn of events as a entirely erotic chance happening but also a bundle of very good luck. Opportunity can manifest itself behind any door, even one on a motor home dressing room. I'm certainly not the type to take advantage and blackmail is such a nasty concept. However, I do think of this little incident as a way to secure my future; my ticket to Tinseltown, so to speak. Yes, I truly do believe this cock sucker's acting career is going to take off quite spectacularly in the very near future. You'll be seeing me in the movies, guys, I guarantee it. Just look for the name Timothy Wright in those movie credits.