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  No Going Back

  Gay for Pay #3

  An Erotic Short Story

  by Robin Acosta

  Website: robinacosta.com

  Copyright 2014 by Robin Acosta

  First Kindle Edition: February 2014

  Cover design by Robin Acosta

  (Images licensed from canstockphoto.com)

  All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

  This is a short work of erotic fiction. It contains graphic language and depictions of acts of a sexual nature. All characters, despite being fictional, are eighteen years of age or older. This work is only intended for consumption by persons eighteen years of age or older. By downloading and opening this document, you are certifying that you are of legal age to access this work of fiction.

  One last note – these fictional characters live in a world free of STDs and unwanted pregnancy. We do not. Please always practice safe sex!

  No Going Back: Gay for Pay #3

  By the time Sunday morning arrived, Steve's balls were heavy with the need to come. Danny, who would be filming a scene of his own later in the day, had once again driven Steve to the set. It almost seemed hard for him to believe that just eight days prior, he had never even set foot on a porn set, and today, he was about to undeniably cross into the world of gay porn. He had to redirect his thoughts to keep his erection from showing up as they drove over.

  "I'm so glad you're doing this!" Tanya cried happily as she escorted Steve on set. "You guys ready to make history?"

  The set this time was a black leather couch in what looked like a typical basement. Jake, Steve's scene partner from the previous shoot, was sitting on the couch, talking to a young, muscular black man. Jake stood up as Steve entered and shook his hand. "What're you thinking about all this?" Jake asked, clearly a bit nervous.

  Steve smiled and said, "Ready to get off."

  Chuckling, the black guy stood up and extended his hand to Steve. "Name's Tyrone," he said. "Glad you agreed to do this. Means more money for all of us."

  "All right, folks," Tanya said as she began setting up the cameras. "There's one thing I want to discuss before we get into the film. I presume this is the first time any of you have actually touched another man sexually. If you get nervous, don't worry about it. But sometimes, the opposite happens. I've had tons of straight guys get… surprisingly into it, and they find themselves willing to do a lot more than they had planned."

  "A lot more?" Tyrone asked.

  "More often than you'd expect, one guy ends up willing to do oral with another guy," Tanya said. "I'm always happy to turn this into an oral vid. That said, the comfort of my models is the most important thing, so if anybody is definitely against that happening, please speak up now."

  After a few moments of silence, Jake chuckled and said, "Anybody who wants to go down on me is certainly welcome to."

  "Ditto," Tyrone agreed. "I'm cool with it."

  Steve nodded and said, "No problem."

  "Then let's start filming."

  ***

  "Hey bro, mind if I come in?" Jake asked.

  Steve, playing video games on the couch, replied without taking his eyes off of the t.v. "Yeah, c'mon. Playing Duty. Wanna join in?"

  "Maybe later," Jake said, sitting beside him. "Look dude, I've got a… weird question, to ask."

  "Shoot."

  "Uhm… okay, it's like this," Jake said. "What happened in my room the other day was… awesome. It felt incredible. I don't think I've ever come that hard. I dunno if it's because it was taboo or what."

  Steve paused the video and set the controller on the floor. "Agreed," Steve said. "I came so hard my balls almost hurt."

  "I want to do it again. Just two dudes, jerking off together."

  "Anybody else here?"

  "Just us."

  "Okay," Steve agreed, as he began to strip off his clothing.

  A few moments later, the two men were completely nude and sitting beside each other on the couch. Jake had pulled a bottle of lubricant out of his short pockets, which currently sat on the coffee table before them. Steve gently stroked himself. His flared cockhead was oozing precum, which he swirled around the head of his cock with a fingertip.

  "I don't know why this got me off," Jake muttered as he squeezed some lube into his fist. He drizzled the clear liquid onto his cock and began to slowly but rhythmically pump his erection.

  "Me either," Steve agreed, "but it did."

  "We need to have a threesome some time," Jake suggested. "You and me, railin' some chick together."

  Steve's cock lurched. Script or not, his body found the idea exciting. "Definitely," he agreed. He squeezed his hand at the base of his cock and stroked his hand up his length. Waiting two days between shoots to have an orgasm definitely made his cum shot more impressive, but it also required a great deal more mental effort to keep from blowing his load immediately.

  And then, just like that, it happened. Jake abandoned his own cock and without warning, reached over and placed his hand around Steve's. Steve pulled his hand away, and as though that were giving permission, Jake began to firmly pump Steve's cock.

  "This okay?" Jake asked as he worked Steve's organ.

  Steve's mind momentarily went blank, filled only with the sensation of the handjob he was now getting. The first thought that came to his mind was that guys were better at handjobs than girls. Jake slightly rougher hand and firmer grip was giving him more pleasure than any of the girls who had stroked his rod.

  His second thought, as he laid back and enjoyed the pleasure being given to him, was that he was supposed to reciprocate. Reaching over to Jake, his hand quickly found Jake's cock, pulsating with heat. He gripped the slippery cock, and as he began to stroke him, he realized that it simultaneously felt very similar and different. Jake's cock didn't really feel any different than his own. It felt a bit narrower than his, but the biggest difference that occurred to him was that he was sensing the disconnect between stroking a cock and not feeling the dual sensation of hand on cock. His cock was being stimulated with a different stroke than he was giving Jake. His hand was on someone else's cock. He was jerking off another man, and he was being jerked off by another man. This was new territory, but it felt amazing.

  "What the fuck?" a third voice asked.

  Steve momentarily was startled; he had forgotten the script. Fortunately, Jake had the next line, and Steve realized, that although he had stopped stroking, Jake's hand was still sliding up and down his length.

  "Hey man," Jake said. "Uhm, we thought we were alone."

  Steve began to pump Jake's cock again. He felt a slight shudder run through Jake's body, and somewhere, deep in his mind, he felt a sensation of pride. He had just made that shudder happen. He had made someone (a guy!) feel good.

  "Clearly you aren't," Tyrone said, as he let a hand drift down to his shorts.

  "Wanna join us?" Steve managed to ask.

  "Yeah," Tyrone agreed, as he stripped out of his shirt. He was well-muscled and compact; there was no hair on his torso at all - just glistening, hard muscle. Steve wondered, before he dropped his pants, if the myth were true.

  In Tyrone's case, the myths were true. His cock didn't look that thick, but it was long. He was already erect, and with no shame whatsoever, strode over to the couch. Steve and Jake let go of each other's cocks, and Tyrone sat down between them. He leaned forward to the coffee table and got a handful of lubricant from the bottle.

  "We've never done this before," Steve admitted. Tyrone pumped his cock a few times, spreading lubricant up and down the hard shaft.

  "No prob by me," Tyrone said. He rubbed his hands together, spreading the lube across both palms, and then, gr
ipping Steve with his right hand and Jake with his left, began to stroke his two scene partners.

  Steve and Jake both reached for Tyrone's massive cock. With slippery hands, they both masturbated him, gliding from base to flared head and then back again, their fingers mingling as they passed on the shaft.

  Tyrone suddenly moaned, and Steve looked to see Jake sucking on one of Tyrone's nipples. (Holy shit. This just got real.)

  And yet… Steve understood. It was real. Steve watched as Jake licked Tyrone's chest. Tyrone's hand continued to work Steve's cock, just as Tyrone pleasured him.

  Jake kissed his way from Tyrone's nipple down his washboard abs, and then… Steve felt his hand pushed away, and he watched, shockingly aroused and amazed, as Jake opened his mouth and put the tip of Tyrone's cock between his lips.

  "Oh fuck," Tyrone muttered. He and Steve both watched as Jake hollowed out his cheeks and bobbed down. Tyrone arched his chest forward, threw his head back, and groaned, as Jake began to bob up and down his pole.

  Tyrone and Steve made eye contact, and all Steve could think about was that he wished he had been sitting in the middle so he was getting a blow job. Jake slurped as he went up and down Tyrone's shaft, although he couldn't seem to get it more than halfway down.

  Steve suddenly realized, lost a bit in the visual feast before him, that Tyrone had stopped stroking him and was pushing on his chest. Steve surrendered to the situation, and Tyrone pushed Steve into a lying position and, grasping his cock at the base, began to suck on Steve's cockhead.

  The friction of Tyrone's hand was gone, replaced with the wet warmth of his mouth, as he attempted to take Steve as deep into his mouth as he could. Steve didn't know if this was Tyrone's first blow job or not, but regardless, it felt good. He felt his cockhead bump into the soft flesh at the back of Tyrone's throat, and with a slurp, Tyrone pulled all the way off.

  "Feel good?" Tyrone asked.

  "Fuck yeah," Steve said, and without realizing it, he had placed his hands on Tyrone's head and was urging him back down again.

  Steve felt a bit guilty - he was getting a blow job and was not reciprocating in any way. As Tyrone sucked him off, the sensations getting him ever closer to his orgasm, Steve wondered if he should try and reciprocate. He even felt a bit bad for Jake, still sucking on Tyrone's monster cock and his own dick lying there untouched except for his own hand. As he sucked Tyrone, Jake was vigorously and roughly stroking himself.

  Tyrone apparently had similar feelings, because he suddenly extricated himself from Steve's cock and urged Jake up on to the couch. Tyrone's cock bobbed in the air, wet with saliva, but before Jake could reposition himself to resume blowing him, Tyrone had swallowed Jake's cock to the base.

  Steve couldn't bring himself to do it just yet. He surprisingly realized he was a bit tempted, but that was a barrier he just wasn't quite yet ready to cross, at least on film. As he grasped Tyrone's cock and began to steadily stroke him, Steve realized that the day was coming. He would soon be sucking someone else's dick, and he would have been willing to bet that he would be fucking a man soon, too.

  As he slowly rubbed his hand up and down Tyrone's organ, Steve felt Jake's hand grasp his own cock and begin to stroke it.

  Suddenly, Tyrone cried out, "I'm gonna come!" Steve continued to pump Tyrone, feeling the organ swell in his grip. With a loud grunt, several spurts of milky cum blasted out of him, coating Steve's hand and arm and Tyrone's torso. As soon as Tyrone had given his warning, he returned to sucking Jake.

  "Me too," Jake muttered a few seconds later, and Tyrone had barely pulled out when Jake's milky white semen coated the side of Tyrone's face.

  Tyrone, wiping the cum off of his face and smearing it on Jake's torso, laughed. He sat back up, and he placed his hand with Jake's, and the two began to roughly and ferociously jerk off Steve.

  Steve felt as if every square inch of his cock was being stimulated, and it practically was. The cum was boiling in his balls, and he felt his skin flush, and he grunted, "I'm coming!" In an explosion, his throbbing cock released its load as a spurt up into the air, the multiple shots covering all three of the men.

  And then, just like that, his first actual sexual experience with two other men was over.

  ***

  "Sorry, dude, I figured you'd be finished," Steve said as he found Danny and his scene partner, a stunningly handsome dark-haired man in a tuxedo, chatting politely as they got to know each other. After the three guys had shot their load, Tanya had left to go to Danny's shoot. Tyrone, Jake, and Steve had just shot the breeze for a while, talking surprisingly easily after having just tiptoed and waded into the waters of gay sex. Steve kept being surprised with how easily it kept going for him.

  "We were late because of me," the man in the tuxedo said. He extended his hand to Steve and introduced himself. "Name's RJ."

  "RJ is shooting his first top scene today," Danny said. He was dressed in a nice suit. He normally kept his face close-shaven, but he had several days' worth of stubble, something Steve hadn't really noticed until that very moment. He had to admit - while RJ was very handsome in a dark, swarthy way, Danny was just as handsome with his boyish, surfer good looks.

  "How long have you been working with Tanya?" RJ asked.

  "Oh, I just filmed my third vid," Steve admitted. "I have a way to go yet."

  Danny suddenly asked, "RJ, do you care if Steve watches our scene?"

  RJ shrugged. "If I were shy, I probably shouldn't be doing porn," RJ said.

  After confirming that it was okay with Tanya, Steve took a seat next to her as RJ and Danny began to film their scene. The set-up was basic; RJ and Danny were business men who unexpectedly found themselves trying to check into the same room due to the hotel having lost one set of reservations. They agreed amongst themselves to share the room, and after a few minutes of conversation where they debated going to the hotel bar, they ended up making out.

  Within moments, both men had been stripped to the waist, and Danny fell to his knees before RJ, pulling a truly massive cock out of his tuxedo pants. Danny sucked him with vigor, until finally, RJ completely stripped out of his clothes and returned the favor, licking and sucking at Danny's cock as he caressed his own chest and tweaked his nipples. In a move that surprised Steve a bit, RJ then bent Danny over a chair on the hotel room set and, spreading his cheeks apart, roughly tongued Danny's hole. Danny's moans were even more genuine than they had been during the blow job.

  Steve almost groaned with relief when RJ finally stood up and, after quickly lubing up Danny's ass, sank into him to the hilt. Steve's cock throbbed in his jeans as RJ fucked Danny roughly, rocking the chair vigorously with each thrust.

  Over the next several minutes, they literally fucked around the room, moving from the chair to a standing fuck with Danny leaning against the wall and then transition onto the bed, with Danny flat on his back and RJ fucking him in the missionary position, their muscular bodies mashed together, their mouths pressed together in vigorous, aggressive kissing as RJ's cock continued to slide in and out of Danny's ass.

  Steve, of course, said and did nothing, although he knew that as soon as this video went live on the website, he would be watching it to masturbate to. He didn't even dare try to classify how it made him feel; all he knew was that watching those two studs fuck had his nerves electrified.

  RJ shifted positions, getting on his knees without dislodging his cock. Danny said nothing but cried out as his cock erupted cum, shooting straight up into the air and streaking RJ's ripped torso. "Feels good?" RJ growled, fucking so hard that Danny's entire body shook. "My big cock feel good in your hot, tight ass?"

  "Oh God yes," Danny groaned, still stroking his red, burning cock.

  "I'm about to shoot all over your stomach," RJ warned, his voice deep and firm.

  "Shoot all over me," Danny returned.

  With a few more deep, hard thrusts, RJ roared his pleasure and pulled his cock out, barely clearing Danny's ass before shooting rope after rope of cum
onto Danny's stomach and chest.

  "I'm glad they lost my reservation for tonight," Danny said, spreading RJ's cum around with his fingertips.

  Still breathing hard, RJ replied, saying, "I may cancel my reservation for tomorrow night."

  "And cut!" Tanya cried. She hurried onto set, passing out towels, and said, "RJ, you made me nervous at the end. I didn't think you were going to pull out in time."

  "I almost didn't," RJ admitted. "I'll have to work on my timing."

  "Steve, what did you think?" Danny asked as he wiped himself down.

  Steve only swallowed hard and said, "Good scene."

  ***

  Danny and Steve didn't talk much on the way home, Danny carrying most of the conversation about wanting to finally eat something with carbs that wasn't a vegetable or fruit. He wouldn't be filming for another week, and while he had to keep his diet ridiculously clean to maintain his ripped physique, he would at least be able to lighten up a bit that evening. Steve, meanwhile, was only thinking about the fact that his next video shoot would require him to perform oral, and perhaps more than that, he was trying to deal with the slightly conflicting realization that watching a random guy fuck Danny had turned him on, yet again. And more than that… he had been a bit jealous of RJ.

  As Danny pulled into his parking spot outside their apartment, he turned to Steve and finally said, "What's eating you?"

  Steve looked at Danny and smiled, about to say nothing, but instead, he just sighed and said, "I think I might be gay."

  "What, you don't like fucking chicks anymore?" Danny asked, grinning.

  Steve returned the smile and said, "Okay, not gay, but I think I might be bi."

  Danny shrugged. "Maybe, maybe not. Why? Because getting blown by a guy felt good."

  "Well, partly that."

  "Guys give the best blow jobs," Danny told him. "We have a cock, so we know how to treat a cock right. I wouldn't stress it."

  "Not just that. It's… I'm really thinking about continuing to do this. Porn, I mean."

  "You should!" Danny cried. "The money is clearly awesome, you can get your student loans paid down within the next year, and it's easy work."