After my solo shoot a crew member handed me a robe and we went to lunch. Everyone ate together at a long table and sandwiches were brought in from a local deli. I ate only a small bit to not fill my intestines too much. One has to prepared for anything to come.
During lunch a man walked in, quite handsome, seemingly a bit older than myself, muscled, red hair and a beard, closely cropped.
"This is Derek", the producer said introducing me. We shook hands and he smiled. "Derek is performing with you in the video this afternoon", the producer said. I was not surprised as Derek had the masculine, beefy look of a porn star. As I was leaving lunch one of crew whispered to me, "he's straight", and winked. Apparently it's not uncommon for straight and bi guys to act in gay porn videos, Derek being one.
The set for the shoot was simple, a bed in a room with a table and chair. I was given instructions that I would play a construction worker returning from a job site to my company quarters. Lying on the bed I would grab a concealed magazine, look it over and begin masterbating to the images in it. Derek would suddenly enter, discover me and the action continues. Only Derek would know the rest of the script. I was told the element of surprise on my facial expressions added to the reality of the event.
The only last thing I was told was to resist if Derek makes advances.
I knew this video company specialized in bdsm and Dominant/sub themes, plus leather, so any of it was possible.
Wardrobe handed me briefs, tight fitting jeans, a green work shirt, work boots and a hard hat. It is amazing how well the stuff fit on me, but I guess they know. Looking in a mirror my ass looked great as did the protruding bulge in my jeans. Real hot and sexy gear, for certain. Last, a thick leather belt with a large metal buckle. Some basic makeup applied and I was good to go.
Walking on the set everyone was ready.
No sign of Derek. Funny, in that I wasn't sure I had ever had sex with a straight guy before, yet it appealed to me for some unknown reason.
I walked on the stage and was told to come through the door looking exhausted and it was up to me to take it from the bit I knew of the script.
The producer, aka director, yelled, "ACTION".
I smiled to myself as "action" it would be, literal and figuratively. I walked through the door, wiped sweat off my forehead, and fell onto the bed. I decided to keep the hard hat on. It felt sexy, and hot. Reaching under the mattress I pulled out a concealed gay porn magazine. Pouring over the pages I became hornier and rubbed my crotch, pinched my nipples, and eventually took out my cock to stroke it.
While getting heated up and jacking off, Derek opens the door and comes flying in, wearing similar work clothss. "Oops, wrong room", he said without much embarrassment.
"Ah, what do we have here", he said with a smirk. Walking up to me he grabs the magazine and said, "hmmm, there's always one of your kind on every job site". "Pussy boys". I shuddered.
He tossed the mag aside and slapped my face, hard. I felt heat.
"How about taking care of business, pussy boy?", as he rubbed his hardening, expanding crotch. I pulled away but he grabbed my arm. "Been a rough day". "I believe I deserve some relief, wouldn't you agree, pussy boy?". He slapped my face again.
I tried to pull away, but he reached in his back pocket and pulled out some rope. While I attempted to struggle away he grabbed and forcefully bound my wrists together. Spontaneously, I said, "Now, wait. Can't we talk about this first?". He merely laughed, "NO! No need or time for talk, pussy boy!". "Just shut up and put out, or live to regret it!".
He forcefully yanked me forward, unzipped his jeans and pulled out a thick, hard cock with red pubes and an uncut head. It smelled of manliness, a distinctive odor of sweat. Shoving his cock into my mouth seemed easy, and it was, as I was helpless.
Man, he face fucked me like a bull in heat, tears and saliva running down my face. I could tell the camera was probably doing a closeup. The heat from the industrial lights made us both sweat profusely. He lifted off his shirt exposing his muscled torso and had me lick his sweaty pits. "That's good, bitch, lick those ripe pits nice and good, you fucking slut!". "You like and want that, don't you!". I nodded while continuing to lick, the salty sweat coating my tongue.
He then pulled me slightly off the bed, removed my boots, jeans and ripped my briefs open in the backside.
Pushing my head back down into the bed he leaned into me. I could feel his hot, hard cockhead at my ass hole. Wincing I felt him push his cock into my hole, deeper and deeper. I groaned until I could feel his balls firmly agsinst my buttocks. He leaned in saying, "get ready for the ride, pussy boy!".
I could not believe how rough and powerful were his thrusts into my bowels, again, again and again pounding against my prostate. I moaned and groaned and he just continued fucking me, harder and rougher. Then in a single blast he screeched loudly and I knew he had climaxed, deep inside me. But, not fully! He yanked out his cock, tore off the condom and spurted reams of cum across my back. Geesh, that alone made me precum like crazy.
He tossed me around facing him and he demanded I jack off while he watched, grabbing and tugging hard on my balls. I blew a huge load and he cupped it in his hand as I shot my full ball load out. He then reached down and rubbed my cum all over my face. "How's that, bitch?", he said with a sly grin? I just nodded and smiled.
He stood, zipped up and as he left he said, "good pussy boy". "The guys are going to be very glad to learn you're around during this construction site.". "Be ever ready for some heavy use, bitch!", and he walked out slamming the door.
"It's a wrap", the producer yelled out.
After I showered, dressed and came out the co-producers congratulated me. They were pleased with my performance.
When leaving, as my lover went to get the car, the head producer said, "Next time plan on an overnight, two days for a longer shoot.". "You can stay at my place, but come alone.". He winked.
We hugged as the car drove up, "be good, and be prepared for a real good workout next time, stud!".
