ANAL AUDITION By Jerry Blask (Cummin’Up.Vol1.No3.1989) My actors' agency is basically a big one room office, very cluttered, located on the second floor of an old building that's not exactly in the heart of Hollywood (assuming, of course, that Hollywood has a heart), located over on Western Avenue, it's more like the crotch of Hollywood — but in my line of work, the crotch is where it's really at. The location and the surroundings might fool people not in the know, but the fact is, I'm a one man dynamo who gets things done for his clients — and who likes his clients to be very, very appreciative of my efforts on their behalf. A lot of handsome young studs come in to see me as soon as they hit town, bringing their meagre portfolios and wanting to make it big in show biz. One thing they make big right from the start of our relationship is my prick that's gotten into this lovely habit of reaming out the mouths and assholes of their gorgeous hunky bodies. Okay, so I'm a middle aged lecher — but I am in the position to satisfy my lustful longings for cock sucking and ass fucking — and I make it worth their while. Take Rick, for instance, a twenty two year old from Nebraska. Rick was a walking cliché, starting with the name itself, and continuing with the tight tee shirt to show off his pecs, the tight jeans to show off his fully packed crotch, the ruggedly handsome face always smiling and the shock of purposely mussed blond hair falling over his forehead. A cliché, sure — just as my job is a cliché and the casting couch routine is a cliché, and I'm a cliché — but it's all true just the same. I swear I got a hard on as soon as Rick walked into my office. I took one look at him and wanted to pull down those jeans of his to feel up his balls and suck his cock. I wanted to spread his golden globes and ram my prick up his asshole to make that smile wider on his pretty face. All in good time, Jerry, I told myself, all in good time! I mean, after all, we have to go over the preliminaries, don't we? That's part of the great Hollywood tradition. So Rick introduced himself and said he needed representation. He was carrying a scrapbook with him and so I invited him around in back of the desk to show it to me. Jerry stood beside me where I sat and proceeded to go over the pages where he'd appeared in high school plays — and gotten good reviews, of course. He'd had a brief job in his hometown as a radio announcer and he did have a nice resonant voice, deep and commanding. Very sexy, I thought. Even sexier was his crotch that was bulging right under my nose. I looked at that instead of his scrapbook, and also at his nicely rounded ass which so close I could touch it if I wanted to. And you can bet your sweet hard on that I wanted to. While he was talking, I placed one hand between his legs. His voice didn't waver in the slightest as I put my palm on one leg and slid that hand all the way up to his crotch. I moved my palm up over his ass first and rubbed one cheek and then another, after which I returned it to his crotch and slowly, gently squeezed his balls. I'm a keen judge of character, and I've never had any guy object when I did this to him. Rick was no exception. He even took a wider stance, spreading his legs apart more so I could have an easier time of it. My hand really felt him up all over his crotch, squeezing the balls, moving up over the cock shaft. My free hand dropped into my own crotch to see how my own prick was doing. It was semi-hard and it got harder as I rubbed it some more. I interrupted his narrative with, "You'll be expected to do nude scenes, of course." "That's fine with me, Mr. Blask," he said eagerly. "Then take off your pants." I told him matter-of-factly, "and let's see how you look naked." I hadn't asked him to remove his tee shirt, but he whipped it off anyway to show off his manly chest. Then, off came his shoes and socks, followed by his jeans. It was no surprise for me to discover he wasn't wearing any underwear. He stood there proudly, turning around a couple of times to show off everything he had. His naked buns were glorious, rounded and tight and I wondered if he'd ever been ass fucked before. Believe it or not, some guys from other parts of the country have virgin assholes! But it was that marvellous prick dangling in front of him that interested me the most at that precise moment, along with those hairy balls dangling just under. I motioned him closer, and he came in closer without any hesitation, practically sticking the tip of his prick in my face. It was a damned nice looking piece of meat, long and thick, heavily veined, semi-hard and getting longer and thicker and harder as I looked at it. When he came in, Rick had mentioned something about a friend of his recommending me as a theatrical agent, so my close interest in his genitals was obviously no surprise. And there was no question but that I was definitely interested in his genitals. Some people might think that after a while I'd get jaded about such things and not get any thrill out of it. But I genuinely loved the endless parade of young male cocks and balls and asses that streamed into my office looking for fame and fortune. I couldn't guarantee either one. The only guarantee was that during the interview and audition a couple of stiff pricks would get sucked and maybe a tight asshole or two would get reamed. So I reached boldly out and cradled Rick's balls in the palm of one hand and stroked his thickening prick with the other. Rick sighed with delight. My mouth was beginning to water at the sight of that fresh young male meat just waiting to be devoured. So I didn't delay any longer. I took the swollen head of it between my lips, clamped shut and sucked. It tasted every bit as wonderful as I knew it would. Even if I do say so myself — I'm a pretty good prick sucker, probably because I enjoy it so much. I earn a decent enough living at this job, but it's the fringe benefits of experiencing new cock and new ass that makes it all worthwhile. I have no retirement plan, but who'd want to ever retire from a job like this? Not me. To tell the truth, I didn't particularly care if Rick liked it or not, because I was pleasing me with this, but it was obvious that he did like it. I have a nice suction in my mouth, and I also let my tongue slide around the head of a guy's prick while I'm doing it to him and most of them enjoy that part of it as much as I do. By this time Rick was up hard, with his long, thick young prick curving up to point at my ceiling. I let his flesh slide out of my mouth so could taste the rest of it. There was a lot to taste, so I got started right away. I kissed and licked his prick all over the head and the sides. I kissed his big hairy balls a lot and licked them all over. I could sense that he had a big load saved up in there, so I returned to sucking him with a lot of enthusiasm, hoping he'd shoot off in my mouth. Well of course he did. He let out a moan and pumped his hard prick in my mouth, shooting globs of hot, thick jizm over my lips and into my mouth and down my throat. It was the best I'd had in weeks, and he smiled widely when I told him that. "Okay," I said, standing up to remove my trousers and shorts so my own hard prick was visible, "Now it's your turn. Let's see if you can suck cock." I swivelled my chair around and spread my legs for him. He went right for it, as I knew he would. Kneeling in front of me, this young, blond Adonis played nicely with my prick and balls for a little bit before kissing my crotch all over and licking my hardened flesh in a very eager manner. It looked as though Rick really liked to suck pricks, too, but of course he was also trying to make me feel good because he thought I might be able to help him in his cinematic career. Well, who knows — I might. One thing was sure, he was definitely making me feel good. Watching my middle aged prick disappearing between the lips of this handsome young man was a turn on all by itself, but the feel of his slippery tongue and warm, wet mouth made me and my prick feel like we were both twenty years old again. It is a good feeling — one that I never tire of. I sat back in the cozy chair watching his blond head bob eagerly in my crotch. Most of the studs who came to me I had managed to place in x-rated videos, but every once in a while a really talented guy comes along who makes it into the big time. I could name a few names you'd recognize — but I won't — even though some of them refuse to recognize me any more now that they're at the top and have really big time agents representing them. Hell, they could stop by once in a while and let me blow them just for old times' sake. Ah, to hell with them! Rick had gotten my big prick up to its fully erect size. I wouldn't have minded shooting my jizm down his throat — and maybe I would someday — but right now I wanted something else. "I want to fuck your ass," I announced, pulling my hard prick from his mouth and standing up. "Bend over the desk and spread your cheeks," I said that in a calm, authoritative manner, but my pulse was really racing. My prick was so eager to get inside a nice warm nest like Rick's body that it was twitching with uncontrollable passion. The young blond stud had apparently resolved to do anything I told him. So he bent right over the desk and used both hands to spread his half-moons apart for me. It isn't a coincidence that in a convenient desk drawer I have some rubbers and lubricating jelly. I dipped two fingers into the jelly and then dipped the same two fingers in Rick's tight, tender asshole. "Have you ever been fucked in the ass?" I asked him. He smirked. "Not more than a hundred times," he said proudly. "Practically a virgin," I commented wryly. That was okay — I don't insist on a virgin. At my age, I get my prick up a guy's ass a lot more easily if his asshole is tight, but not too tight, if you know what I mean. I finished lubing up his asshole and then put the rubber over my prick. It had gone down just a little in the interim, so I had Rick suck on my now rubber-clad prick some more to get me back up to par before smearing some of the slippery jelly over it. He did that and then re-assumed the position leaning over my desk. I moved up closely behind him and pressed the fat tip of the stretched rubber against his hot, wrinkled asshole and with one quick thrust got the head of my hard prick up inside him. Rick eagerly wriggled his ass back against me, so I took the hint and rammed my prick all the way up inside him with one hard plunge that took me in deep. He released his cheeks and put his palms on the desktop to steady himself while I fucked him rhythmically, my prick making squishing sounds as it entered and exited his well lubricated ass tunnel. As you might well imagine, those sounds were music to my ears, a musical accompaniment to the enjoyment my prick was getting from the tight ass-fist that was squeezing it as I pumped it in and out. I was right in the middle of that fuck when the door opened and Zelda walked in and sat down. She looked like a little old woman ninety years old, but she was actually only a seventy year old male transvestite who rented the office next door which she used to churn out historical romances. "I hope you don't mind," Zelda said, "but I heard you with a client, and I thought —" Rick seemed slightly bewildered by the intrusion, but I, taking it in stride, said, "That's quite all right, Zelda. Enjoy yourself." Zelda lifted her skirt and started pulling her tiny, wrinkled prick while watching us, making Rick's eyes bulge even more. Then he shook his blond Adonis head and muttered, "Hollywood!" It wasn't Rick's bulging eyes that interested me, though. I continued pumping my big prick into his asshole, but I also reached around his hips to discover that his beautiful prick had gotten all big and hard again. Ah, the boys of youth. Fondling Rick's rejuvenated genitals while ass-fucking him was enough to send me over the top. I gulped, slammed my prick in deep inside him and just let go with everything I had. When I was finished Zelda got to her feet, her hand still working feverishly on her prick, and said, "Jerry, do you mind —?" "Not at all, Zelda," I assured her. I eased my prick gently from Rick's asshole so the jizz-filled rubber wouldn't come of it. Just as gently I let the condom slide off my prick and then held the thing out for Zelda, who eagerly snatched it up and then rushed back to her office next door. When Rick looked questioningly at me, I said. "She jacks off while sucking the jizz out of the rubber." I glanced down at his still hard young prick and said. "In case you don't make it in show biz, you might like to know that Zelda has made lots of money from writing historical romances and she's currently looking for a roommate. Maybe you'd like to take that fountain of youth there next door and give her a free sample right from the spigot?" Rick was a sensible young man, and maybe somewhat of an opportunist. He hurried next door to make points with Zelda, leaving me to rest up from the sex we'd had. What the hell — I liked Zelda and wanted her to have a good time once in a while. Besides, that might work out okay for Rick, too. Who says agents don't have hearts as well as hard ons!
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