The Truth (Part 2)


“Good, you woke up.” “Look who’s so anxious to learn about my gay past…” “Yes. You were on the second part of the story?” “Right… The second part starts when I’m in a bed, but not mine.” *** There’s always something different about fucking guys. The obvious differences are physical. I love the rough texture of the skin, the tightness of the asshole. My large, muscular body spread against another man, pumping strings of cum into his hole. There’s another difference to it, though. Their reaction is always different, and they are more open to hardcore sex, though this may be because of the fact that I usually get the rough guys. I’m too big for the regular ones. I lifted my semi erect, throbbing, 7 inch-thick cock out of the man beneath me, who laid panting, muscular limbs spread apart. “Cut” yelled the director, and I got off the set, finding a towel to clean myself. When I looked in the mirror, I still marveled at how much I’ve changed from the kid I was in high school. Besides becoming a gay porn star, I was now 24 years old and in college. My shoulders widened, hair covered me from my face, through my chest and stomach, to the bottom of my legs. I also went to the gym regularly, maintaining a very muscular physique.  This shoot was a kind of a get together. I reached my hand out to Mike, helping him off the bed. We had sex many times after that initial butt humping I gave him in high school, and when we left for college, he went officially gay. He was also the one who introduced me to the porn industry when I needed the cash for my college studies. “How was that Mike?” “Amazing, as usual. I still don’t get why you won’t come out as a gay.” “I just want to find a nice girl and settle down. Coming out won’t help that” I replied to the Pendik Escort question he had asked me every time we had sex. He sighed as he strolled off the set, pulling on a tight t-shirt handed to him by a short (though nonetheless handsome) man- his latest boyfriend. What a slut, I thought, smiling to myself. I couldn’t help but check Mike out. His strong hands pulled down the tight t-shirt, and it clung to every feature of his body, highlighting his abs and arm muscles. His clean shaven groin emphasized the long flaccid cock that flopped about with his every move, along with his low sagging balls. As he turned around to pull a pair of lime green boxer briefs up his strong thighs, I stared at that perfect piece of ass that I just pounded. The director, a short little fellow, came up to me. He had, when I first came into the industry, told me that he loved that raw feel about me, the muscles, the hair and the cock. “That was an awesome scene Greg. You got a few minutes?” “Sure.” “Come into my office for a second, I need to talk to you.” —- “So you get to be the main fucker for the new film they’re shooting?” asked Mike, spread on the bed in his rented apartment. “The one in two months?” “Yeah” I replied. “But there’s a problem. They want me to play a man who’s big in… all directions.” “Well surely you’re up for it. Isn’t 9 inches enough?” “They want me to add at least another inch. I think it’s petty, but I don’t know. This part could be enough to pay for the remainder of college.” I shrugged, and pulled a small pack with a few pills in it out of my bag, just the amount to get me from 9 to 11 inches in length. I need to take half of it to get the part. “Well man, it’s your body. And I’m loose enough for Pendik Escort Bayan you any size you’ll be. It’s your choice.” “I guess…” We finished the conversation and I left for my own apartment, the thought of the pills in my bag so prominent in my head I didn’t notice as I bumped into a young guy near my apartment, knocking him to his feet. “Oh dude, I’m so sorry” I say as I hand him an arm. “It’s ok” He says in a foreign accent, as he grabs my hand and picks himself up. He is clearly from Africa, if to tell by his accent and his skin color. We introduced ourselves. His name is Len, and he just moved in. Oddly, when I told him my name he frowned in disappointment. “Ha? Oh, yeah… You just really reminded me of someone.” He answers when I ask him if everything’s alright. I try to locate my keys in my bag, and half mindedly ask “Who?” “Don’t take it the wrong way, but… you really, really look like Dane, a gay porn star who I’m a huge fan of.” I smile. It’s nice to know people recognize me by my screen name, and that I have fans. Suddenly, a wild idea pops into my head. “Maybe that ‘Dane’ is just a screen name. Perhaps his real name is Greg. Who knows?” I shrug. “Would there be a way to see if I am really that Dane?” Len’s eyes light up. “Yes, but I’d have to see you naked for that…” “That can be arranged,” I say as I spin my key and open the door. “Is now a good time?” Len nods quickly and follows me inside, where I already decided a night he’ll never forget awaits him. He sits on my bed, and I apologize, saying I have to take a shower first. However, I leave the door open when I start shedding my shirt, pants and underwear. I noticed his eyes widen with excitement when my dick flops out. I step Escort Pendik into the shower, and, making sure Len sees every motion, begin to rub the soap over my body. He rubs his bulging crotch and takes off his shirt. I appreciate a nice body when I see one, and Len’s no exception. He has no hair on his chest, but I can see his pubes under a gorgeous six pack as he stands up. He strips naked and joins me in the shower, and starts rubbing my chest. The water makes everything slippery as he rubs himself on me, his body glossed over by the soap. He makes small hip motion and moves his cock against my thighs, feeling my own. I hold him by his firm ass and pull him out of the shower, both of us dripping wet. I drop him onto my bed, where I wedge my cock in his ass and move it up and, till I force it in. He screams into my pillow as I enter him at once, with no lubricant but the shower water. I start to pull out, and he moans. I push in and out, slowly raising the speed. Len moans sharply with every move. “Fuck yeah! FUCK!” His yells can faintly be heard against the creaking of the bed. I move in and out vigorously, but I am forced to withdraw when Len moves to the side. My large dick vibrates in the cold air, but I grab Len, and rolling him to his side, thrust back into him. “Damn Dane! You’re too fucking big!” He moans. Pre-cum rolls down his dick and I reach out and grope his balls, pressing myself against him as my hips sway back and forth. He smells faintly of the soap, faintly of sweat. “So I am the porn star, aren’t I?” I whisper into his ear. He nods. I withdraw as a fountain of cum erupts from my cock, landing on both of us. I stand up immediately to get a towel, but Len stays down, panting. I pushed so hard, even I pant a little before I catch my breath. “You’re so big…” he moans. “Yeah, and can you believe they want me to put on another inch?” “Really?” “Yeah, they even gave me the pills for it, they’re in they’re in my bag as we speak.” “Will you do it?” I shrug, throwing the used towel into the laundry basket.

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