I laugh about it, even now. It was just one of the funniest, hottest things I ever did, the time I blistered that young man's ass. Blistered it, literally, and I'll never forget his expression when I hit him that first time. Oh yeah, that really was a surprise for him, and in that single instant, when I used that prison strap to burn a line across his naked buttocks, he knew he was mine and he knew he was in trouble. Everything else after that was icing on the cake.
It all started with my films. I make videos, porn videos, and while my studio is not much more than a rented office still it's licensed and I have a decent camera system. There are just two of us running my little company, so we are about as small as you can be in this business. My partner's name is Lisa, and I've known her for many years. Lisa is a hot babe, but she's a lesbian, plain and simple. I'm gay, so it works ok, and while we arent _s_e_x_ually involved we certainly understand one another. Together we formed an upstart film company, and like many in the business we are located in southern California. So far we've made only a handful of films and only two of them have made real money. The biggest market for them is in New York City, which is on the other side of the country but that's where they go. We've done about eight films all together. The first films flopped totally, but the last two actually sold well and so I can honestly say we made a little money at them.
Big porn films are expensive to make, and hiring the actors and actresses is tricky. I don't have _s_h_i_t_ for money, not yet, and so I have to be careful and I just don't have the budget to do a big project. The stories I always write myself, and in all honesty they arent that good, not really, but still they are fun to make and I certainly enjoy watching the _f_u_c_k_ing. The straight _s_e_x_ films are _d_a_m_n_ expensive to make, as you have to hire several girls and at least a couple of guys, and if you go the cheap route and hire older actors and actresses the end product isnt attractive and doesnt sell for _s_h_i_t_.
Our one lesbian film flopped totally, and it will be a long while before we try that idea again. Recently, I've had some success with low budget gay films, and while guy _f_u_c_k_ing is hot in its own way the market is more limited. Still the market is there, and it is hot, and I'm not oblivious to it. One of the things about doing the gay films is that you can make a film with just a few hot men, and you don't even have to have them _f_u_c_k_ to make money. Best of all, you can get them to act for almost nothing. In fact, both of my films that turned a profit were just gay jackoff films, and so I tend to put my efforts where the payoff has been. They weren't hard to make, and I didn't have to hire a big group of guys. Yeah, my two biggest sellers were simple jerk videos, and they worked and were really easy. I discovered that for quick money it's fairly easy to do a basic masturbation video. All you have to do is to bring in a half-dozen guys who want to be actors and interview them on film for their so-called "screen test."
Yeah, those are the easiest films, and they are cheap to make too, and they don't take very long to put together or edit. We can make one in only a couple of days, so it's fast money too. Best of all you don't need professionals for those pictures either, as you don't need talent to jerk meat. Instead, I advertise locally in the university rag and then, when the college kids call, I just bring them in and interview them on camera. Of course, every session ends with them masturbating themselves to orgasm. You don't have to teach a guy how to do that, and while the outcome is the same and the techniques guys use are similar, they are still all uniquely different and so the films sell like hotcakes. No two wads are ever the same.
By the time a young man is eighteen they have had plenty of practice, so they jerk their meat like little experts. Another plus about these type of films is that not only do they sell well, but they are fun as hell to make, too. Its fun, plain and simple, to watch young men doing their auditions, and jerking their meat and squirting their loads as I watch and film them doing it. What is still amazing to me is that they will do it for almost nothing.
You would never think you could talk a young hot guy into doing that while you watch, and film him, and for just fifty bucks too. But you can. The key of course is to tell him that potentially his audition might lead to him being selected to be a star in his own film. The chances are about zero for that, especially in our studio, but they don't know that, so instead the remote possibility gets them going and in my experience they grab their meat and pump it then like a jackhammer.
I love to watch a straight young man masturbate, hoping to become a porn star if he can jerk his meat well enough. There is something that really excites me to watch a guy who likes girls stroking his pud for me, pumping out his jism as I roll the camera and make my tape. You would think they would figure it out, and would stop when they get close and realize that its just a guy in the room watching them, but I guess once their dicks are stiff they can't stop, not mentally. I'll have to say I've never seen a guy stop his stroking after he's hard until he's ejaculated. What makes the jack off vids so fun for me is that I can find lots of young straight guys and get them to masturbate for me without spending a lot of money getting them to do it. They are extremely simple films, just guys jerking and pounding their pud in hopes they will be stars.
It's so ridiculous, but if they want to be that stupid then so be it. Most of the guys I've hired so far have been straight, and that is a tremendous turn on for me. There is something about getting a straight guy to milk his meat for a gay video. Who would have thought? I guess they dream of hitting it big, _f_u_c_k_ing those beautiful imaginary women one after the other. It's a great fantasy, and they jerk for it time and time again.
Of course, for the vast majority of them, the only film they will ever star in is the gay masturbation video that I will make from their first audition. I guess if they knew they were actually starring in a gay porno film they'd probably freak, but they don't know, and don't suspect, and so they do their "auditions" and I make my money. It's so amazing what a straight guy will do in hopes of getting paid later to _f_u_c_k_ a hot _s_e_x_y babe. Of course, my ultimate fantasy was to _f_u_c_k_ one of them in his hot virgin ass, but straight guys arent into that and so I figured watching them jerkin was as close as I'd ever get.
It's funny how some things come to happen. It all started when Lisa and I were making the masturbation films. Lisa was board with that, and wanted to do a full length video that involved some severe spanking and some real acting. I got hard with the thought, so we decided to do the project. I guess the spanking fetish comes from my childhood and Lisa is sure into it too. Whatever the reason, I had been wanting to do a good film, but I didn't have the budget to hire a team of people, and hadn't seen anything with spanking in it that did much for me. The market was ripe for one, and so I wanted to make a real spanking video, with a hard paddle and a big leather strap and an unwilling hot young male screaming for mercy.
The problem is that most of the spank films out there are trash---the actors all yell and holler and pretend to be in pain, but the truth is that you can't really hit them, not hard, and so it's even difficult to get their bottoms to turn the color you need. Most studios do it with makeup, so that the actor can yell and cry his fake tears as the paddles and straps are barely smacked into them.
The acting as a whole in most pain vids is piss-poor, and everyone watching can tell its all fake. Some of the blows are so lame it's almost comical, and most guys I can afford are such poor actors that anyone can tell it's not real. If you hit them too hard they forget the film and their lines and start cussing, and if you really smack em good they get up and leave. An actor can always quit you know. Well, almost always.
Still, when I got the idea for my film it was like an inspiration, and once I had it I had to go for it. Money was my biggest problem, because it costs a lot to hire the people, and like a lot of things you need money to make money. What I needed was a hot guy, who was naïve as hell, and who I could get super cheap. I wanted a guy that wouldn't come after me too, one that would run and hide and be embarrassed at his own gullibility once I had burned his ass and used him to make my movie.
My success with the jerk off vids was the key to it all. Once again, I advertised in the local university newspaper and the student union bulletin board. Most college kids need money, and so with the right ad I knew I could find the young man I wanted. The ad itself was easy, and it only took a few lines.
"Wanted--young men between eighteen and twenty for adult film work. Work with beautiful women in an exciting setting. No experience necessary. Doing interviews now. If selected, $200 for first day and potential for stardom and riches. Call...."
_s_h_i_t_. My office phone rang off the hook, and I got so many interested callers I had to screen them on the phone. Slowly I worked through the list, one at a time. I had the best prospects come into the studio where I verified their credentials and placed their information on file. I only needed one, but the first few guys were bums really, or punkers with tattoos and earrings and other markings that wasn't what I was looking for. I went through a slew of them that first day, and the majority of them were fat or hairy or too told.
On the second day I ended up with six hot interview tapes, and I taped them all, watching those boys shoot their loads in hopes I would hire them. Still, I was looking for a special, innocent type, the type of boy with a bubble butt that almost begged for a spanking. On the third day, I got lucky and found him.
I found him on the second interview of that day, and I knew as soon as I did that my film was going to be a winner. His name was Jeremy and I knew I'd make him a star. The kid was a freshman, and he was cute as hell. He had jet black hair, which was mid length, with some bangs that hung just over his eyes. He was a jock, plain and simple, with that swimmers body. He would jerk his head from time to time to slide his hair out of the way as he talked. He came in wearing jeans and a t-shirt, being cool, and his eyes sparkled as he talked. He had a huge smile, and he grinned a lot, and he wasnt nervous and didn't stutter. His face was totally smooth, and he looked like a kid still in high school. Best of all, he had a rounded, hot ass, and it filled his jeans just oh-so-perfectly.
He was just eighteen, and he filled out the paperwork and then signed the release. My initial release is simple, but it gives me the right to film him and use what I get. He signed it, and then I took him into our film studio and we did the formal interview, with the camera rolling. The room I use has a big comfortable chair in the corner, with two mirrored walls on each side of it. You can see every angle of him all at once, and the camera was on a tripod and out of the view of the mirrors. I talked with him at length and tried to put him at ease. Lisa wasn't there, as I needed her for phase two of the plan and so we didn't let the boy see her. As I talked with him I found out he needed the bucks, bad, and the idea of _f_u_c_k_ing girls to get them excited him. He admitted to me he had only _f_u_c_k_ed one, a few months ago, but the idea of doing several at once was a tremendous turn on for him.
The money had him very excited too. I explained to him that he'd get paid $50 for the interview today, and if he was selected he'd make $200 per day for any initial film debute. If his film sold, then there was the possibility of future work with him as the star. If that happened, he would be looking at royalties, and serious money for future films, which we would negotiate at the time. I had him drooling with the thought. Needless to say, when I had asked him to remove his shirt, he pealed it off with a big smile and without any hesitation. The camera didn't bother him at all, and he was a natural on film. His chest was ripped, and his little dime-sized nipples stood out dark and pointed. There wasn't a hair on his chest, and when I had him lift his arms his patches of pit hair under his arms were small and circular. He was perfect, a budding adolescent in many ways and still sprouting his way into manhood.
He took off his jeans when I asked him too, and unlike most kids these days he was wearing high rise briefs, accentuating his manhood. I had expected boxers, as thats what all the college kids wear now, but he seemed to be confident and knew what he was there for. With the cameras rolling I told him to remove his underwear, and to show me his _c_o_c_k_.
He hesitated briefly, and you could see him thinking about it. Finally, he shrugged his shoulders and then, slowly, he reached down and slid off his shorts, revealing a nice, relaxed dick that was about four inches in length. It wasn't a thick _c_o_c_k_...it still had the thinness of a younger male and was just what I was hoping to find. I liked his little patch of pubic hair--it was cute really, and thick enough without being bushy. It was jet black, matching the hair on his head, and it stood out because it was the only hair on his body. Even his legs were almost hairless. His _c_o_c_k_ was circumcised, and the end of it was purple, and round and big. As he pulled down his underpants his face flushed red, and he looked like a boy as his cheeks blushed and turned rosy. I almost creamed my pants.
Just as he pulled his underwear down he pushed his hand into his crotch, giving his _c_o_c_k_ a couple of pulls, as if he was trying to lengthen it some. Perhaps he was trying to make it grow a little and look more like what he thought it should be. I liked it laying there, nice and relaxed, and I knew in short order it would be stiff and eager. Before I got to that, I asked him about corporal punishment, and he said he had never been spanked. His parents didn't believe in it, and so he had no idea what it was like. I asked him if he'd let someone spank him, if the film's plot required it, and he said "Yeah...I guess...if there were hot chicks around. I mean, if that's what it takes to earn the money I'd bend over and present my ass I suppose. But hopefully I'd get _f_u_c_k_ed afterwards." After he said that he laughed, and I laughed with him, even as my mind began to race and my own dick stirred with the thought.
I chatted with him for a few minutes to make sure he was relaxed and as much at ease as you can be when you are eighteen and naked and you are being interviewed and the camera is rolling. Then I said in a matter-of-fact-do-it-everyday sort of voice: "Well Jeremy....I think you have what the girls will want. Go ahead and get a boner, and let's see you pop your nut. If you've got the load you're hired."
The kid looked at me, and grinned, and his face blushed an even brighter red. He stared, and hesitated, and then he said "I....I've never jerked off in front of someone...I, I wasnt expecting that. Wow." I answered: "Well, if you can't squirt a load I can't hire you, and if you want to make a porn film and _f_u_c_k_ some hot girls, you'll be getting off several times in a day. I need to see your boner, and what it can do."
That was all it took, and after that he grabbed his young dick and started stroking it, working his meat like an expert. I could tell from the way he worked it he did it a lot. His dick quickly stiffened, and he pumped it then, staring first at me, and the camera, but then away, at the wall, staring off into space and letting his mind wander and take him were he needed to go. His dick grew and grew, and soon he had this beautiful ten-inch teen-aged boner and I knew he was hired. He pumped it with a vengeance, and his lips parted and he started breathing ragged. It didn't take him very long. In only a few minutes he arched his back, and stared at the ceiling, and then with a gasp his prick started squirting out his goo, his load shooting out with so much pressure that the initial spurt shot all the way to his chin.
After that he grunted out his goo in lines of cream, shooting it up and across his stomach and chest. He had a hell of a wad, and as soon as he finished he took a couple of deep breaths, and then opened his eyes and smiled like a little innocent boy wanting to know if he had done what he was supposed to. The first thing he focused on was the camera. When he saw the camera his faced blushed red again, and then he looked at me and shrugged his shoulders. I had him lay still, with the lines of his cream up his belly, and took a few stills of him wearing his wad. Then I tossed him a towel and told him he had done well, and that he was hired, and when I said that he grinned from ear to ear.
I had him get dressed then, and we set down and filled out the bigger release packet. Its a seven page legal document, and hidden on page five was the part I needed. . I made him read every page, and he took his time. I wanted him to know what he had signed. When he came to page five he seemed to really be concentrating. That part basically lets me use corporal punishment and restraints if needed, and had the "continuity" clause that didn't allow him to quit a film once it was started. He asked about that. He wasn't stupid, and I guess the idea of having to complete any film he started no matter what wasn't something he was comfortable with.
He asked: "Are you going to tie me up or something?"
I smiled, and then in as matter-of-fact type of voice as I could muster, I said: "Well, sometimes it's really hot to have a hot girl tie you down before you get to _f_u_c_k_ her. It puts you at her mercy, sort of like switching the roles, and if she grabs your balls or sucks your _c_o_c_k_ you can pretend not to want it to happen. It makes for a hot film when done properly, and afterwards, when she unties you, it makes for a really hot follow-on _f_u_c_k_ scene. As a director, I like to have all my options open to me and I'm always coming up with new ideas."
He seemed to think about that for a minute. Then he said: "What's this mean, about not being able to leave a film once I've started working on it? If I don't like something you are doing, I'm not going to let you do it. I mean, I'm no queer, and I'm not going to _f_u_c_k_ a guy for example."
I laughed, to put him at ease, and then I gave him the lie: "Well Jeremy, I'm not going to ask you to _f_u_c_k_ any guys, although in most films you won't be the only guy in it. As for gay _s_h_i_t_, since your straight, you probably wouldn't be able to get it up to do it anyway, and as a director, I'm not gonna ask you to. That's not what this clause is for. It just means that if I go to the expense of hiring a bunch of hot girls, and you are into the film, and having your fun and making the tape, and then later on, say, on the last day, you decide you want to quit because a scene is too tough or your afraid of having your ass slapped a little, well, you can't. Its a standard clause in most film contracts, and it's there because I need the protection to make sure my actors and actresses won't walk out on me in the middle of a shoot. I'd have to hire someone else and throw away the film I had already made, and that would be very expensive. Of course, in reality, if you got up and walked off the set I guess I couldn't stop you."
He crunched up his face, thinking. Then he asked: "Well, say I don't like some girl...if she tied me up would I have to _f_u_c_k_ her if she was ugly?"
I laughed, to put him at ease, and then I said: "Well Jeremy, if I had you tied up and spread eagled, and some hot blond with big tits and a dripping snatch lowered herself down on your hard _c_o_c_k_, yeah, I guess, you'd have to _f_u_c_k_ her. I'm the director, and I decide who _f_u_c_k_s who in the films I make. I pick the girls, and most of the ones I hire have big tits and blond pubes. Who _f_u_c_k_s you will be up to me though. That's not a choice you will have."
He thought about that, and his eyes lit up, probably with the idea of him getting _f_u_c_k_ed by some blond bombshell. He nodded then, and signed the document, and when he did I almost came in my pants. I had him, but he didn't know it. I then told him to come back next Saturday to make his first film. Before I let him go, I told him to make sure he didn't touch his _c_o_c_k_ during the ten days before I saw him again. I told him I needed his balls full, "for the girls," and he seemed to understand that and grinned with that big smile of his. I paid him $50 then, as I had promised, and he skipped out of my office like a kid headed to the candy store.
As soon as the kid walked out I edited his interview, and added his jerk off session to the gay tape I was making. It was just another film of first interviews with teenage guys masturbating themselves. It wasnt a big buck film, but those solo vids seemed to sell well, and they certainly are cheap and easy to make. If the actors are young and hot enough like Jeremy you can make some good money too.
Of course, by the time he would ever find out he was jacking his meat in some gay porno film in New York City it would already be done and there wouldn't be anything he could do about it. The release waiver gave me the option to use his interview tape in any manner I chose. I had the still pictures as well, and decided to use one of the images of him with his wad splattered across his chest and stomach and his big teenage grin smiling from ear to ear. I knew it would make a great video jacket and it alone would insure brisk sales. He was really hot and would certainly sell well.
I showed Jeremy's tape to Lisa, and she was excited all week. Ten days later, on the planned day for the shoot, we were ready. Jeremy showed up right on time, and I had Lisa there, acting like she was a porn star I had hired. As soon as Jeremy showed up she started talking it up with him, telling the lie about all the money there was in the business and how much she had made. She alluded to all the money he could make, as soon as his films made the circuit. He was so gullible, he was almost drooling. Lisa's a pro, and she pumped him up by telling him how hot he was and that she just knew he would make it big. Soon he was so anxious to start filming I wanted to laugh.
First, I had him resign the waiver and release paperwork, just to make certain that he couldn't say he had not had time to think it out. With the two dates, and double signatures and with everything witnessed it was a rock solid legal document. After that, I took them both to the set, pretending that this first shooting would just be a prelude to a bigger film to come. He wanted to know what the film was about, and I told him he would be starring as a hot young man who steals a car and then drives it around to different girls, getting laid again and again one after the other. I told him Lisa, whose name was "Candy" for the film, would be his first girl he would be working with. His eyes sparkled, and he believed every word. I told him the movies title was going to be "Car Thief _f_u_c_k_er".
Jeremy was a little nervous, and said "Well, what do I do? Don't ask me to steal a car! When do you want me to start _f_u_c_k_ing?"
I laughed, and said "Hey, slow down there stud. Your _f_u_c_k_ time will come soon enough, but first there are two scenes to shoot with your clothes on. Just be at ease and act naturally." Then we went outside, where I had parked the red GTO. It was a beautiful car, and Lisa and I had waxed it up and it glistened in the sunlight. With the camera rolling, I had Jeremy run to it, and look around like he was doing something wrong. Then, he jerked open the door, and jumped inside. I cut the take, and then moved the camera into the vehicle, and started shooting again. This time I had him fish around, as if he was looking for the keys, which were above the visor.
We had to do the take several times, as he kept giggling, but finally he had the right expression and he "discovered" the keys. Then, I had him start the car, and I ended the take with him driving off and rounding the corner, the tires squealing as he peeled out. It was a perfect take.
We took a few minutes and had a snack, and then I gave him the little script for the next scene, and let him review it for a while. He had only one line, and he got it down pretty quickly. I tried to keep him relaxed. I told him to just go slow, and not to rush things. I advised him to let Lisa control the pace, and just do what she wants when she tells you to."
He couldn't take his eyes off of her, and I could see the boner stuffing his pants as he gazed on her, eagerly anticipating the moment when he would _f_u_c_k_ her. Her tits were really sticking out in her halter top, and she wasn't wearing a bra so her nipples were visible. They are perfect tits, up and nice and round, and the boy was staring at them and I knew they held his attention.
I almost laughed. Lisa's a hot looking babe, twenty-three, and a pro, and together we have made this business what it is so far. Of course, the kid had no idea she was a dyke, and yet looking at her you would never know it so how could he? The truth is guys just don't turn her on, and while she did plan to _f_u_c_k_ the boy it wasnt quite in the manner he was envisioning.
We began the next scene again in my friend's GTO. In this scene, I had the kid drive up into a driveway, with Lisa seeing the car and coming over to flirt with the driver. I had her _s_e_x_ually stroke the car, and playfully toy with the young driver as she chatted with him. The dialog wasn't that great, but it worked and served my purpose, and it only required Jeremy so speak once.
Lisa: "Hey there....nice car."
Jeremy: "Yeah? How about I take you for a ride; this baby will haul ass. She's all warmed up and ready to go. Hop in and I'll take you for a spin!"
Lisa then looked at him, and leaned over, to the window, and I zoomed in to fill the viewfinder with their faces. Then she whispered, in her _s_e_x_iest voice: "Well... perhaps.... I'd like to see how you handle something hot and warm. I'll bet you could give a girl a hell of a ride. Why don't we go inside and see what you can do?"
The kid was grinning like an amateur. I had him nod OK...like he couldn't say no, and then I had her open his door at that point and literally pull him gently out of the car. He came of course, willingly, like a dog in heat, and she kissed him deep and passionately right on the sidewalk. At that point she pretty much owned him, and he was putty in her hands. Lisa got right into it, and soon was working on him until he was so hot I was worried he might cum in his jeans before we ever got started. She led him up the driveway, and into the apartment, where we cut the film and moved the action to the studio.
At the studio we resumed filming, and the boy was so excited I had to slow things down. I was really afraid he'd blow his wad right in his pants, and I needed him to wait so I could keep him boned. In the studio, we had it fixed up to look like an apartment, and they came into the door and then she moved him into a little room to the side, that was built like an exercise work out room. It was the same office I had used earlier for his interview, only with the desk shoved up against the far wall and with the chair removed. IT was a good room for filming, and with the two mirrored walls it allowed the camera to catch a lot of angles. In the middle of the room was a modified exercise bench, made from an old Soloflex machine. We had set it up to use as a paddling bench, although I think the boy figured that was where he was gong to _f_u_c_k_ her. I certainly didn't tell him otherwise. It and the desk were the only pieces of furniture in the room.
Almost as soon as I called "ACTION!" she had his shirt off and was toying with his _s_e_x_y nipples. The boy was literally drooling, staring at her big tits and wanting to cop a feel. When he started to get too aggressive with her I'd yell "CUT!" and then tell him to let her take the lead, to just go with it, and let things take their course. I made him slow down, and I gave him my promise that before the day was out he'd pop his nut and empty his young horny balls. That made him grin from ear to ear, and he was so excited after that he was like a kid at Christmas time.
Then, I said "ACTION!" and we were off again, tape rolling. Lisa's good, and she knew just what to do and when. With some teasing, she got his jeans off next, and from the bulge in his underwear it was obvious he was totally turned on. There wasnt going to be any fluffing required--I kept shooting and let his natural boner bounce within his underpants. God! He was just so ready to _f_u_c_k_, and his prick started oozing his precum and a circle of moisture spotted his shorts.
Of course, instead of _f_u_c_k_ing him, she turned him around, facing away from her, and then told him to straddle the bench. He almost jumped he was so anxious to do what she said. She playfully let her hand glide over his crotch, feeling his _c_o_c_k_ as it strained the material. He was sitting on the bench then, facing the vertical steel bar that is part of the stand. Gently, she pushed the unsuspecting lad forward towards it, so that he was horizontal and face down, with his muscular legs out to the sides and his beautiful ass up in the air.
She got up then and went around so she was facing him, looking into his eyes as she licked her lips. Then, as he grinned, she pulled his arms forward, and he let her, although he started to look confused. Lisa didn't bat an eye and caught his worried look and responded "This is the good part boy...trust me and go with it. Soon you will be getting the _f_u_c_k_ of your life." He did, and when she pulled his arms forward she slipped two cuffs over his wrists, hooking his wrists together and securing them to the vertical steel bar of the exercise machine.
As soon as his hands were bound and secured to the bar, her expression changed, although I don't think the kid caught on to it right away. She had an evil smile after that as she worked down, to where his legs were. At the base of the machine were two ankle cuffs, already placed and waiting there. She grabbed his feet, one at a time, and pulled them back, bending his knees so she could buckle him in.
He allowed her to do that too, thinking it was part of the film, and a prelude to his pending _f_u_c_k_. His prick was jutting under him, stiff, eager and hard, laying on the black vinyl of the exercise bench and pointing toward his head. He was a stiff as any man I'd ever seen.
There were two black vertical steel pipes on the sides of the bench that we had welded there, like a giant "U." Laying on the bench the way he was the "U" shaped bar came up on either side of his hips. Lisa dropped a wooden 2x4, with two holes drilled in the ends, down over the "U" so that is went all the way down until it rested horizontally across the small of his back. She pinned it in place, and then, reaching for a crank under the bench, she turned the handle which lifted the back end of the bench up. Since his back was held down by the board, the raising of the bench had the immediate affect of jutting his bottom into the air, perching it up really almost as if it was eager for what was to come.
Of course, the boy was looking back over his shoulder at the hot babe as she strapped him into position, but you could begin to see him wondering how this was going to lead to him _f_u_c_k_ing her. For one thing, he was trussed out straddling the bench, and the way he was restrained made making any _s_e_x_ual advances towards her impossible. He hadn't caught on, and every once in a while she would pat his rear and whisper in his ear to keep him going. He was totally innocent, and totally unsuspecting. With the back of the bench holding his ass perched up so high, his _c_o_c_k_ was exposed underneath him and you could see his big balls hanging down between his legs. She reached out and cupped them, and gave his sac a gently squeeze, and then she reached forward and grabbed his boner. When she did he gasped, and said "God...oh...oh GOD that feels good!" She stroked the young teenager's _c_o_c_k_ then, up and down, making sure he was really stiff and hard and ready. Soon the end of the teenager's _c_o_c_k_ was glistening and wet with his pre-cum.
Lisa then let him go, and turned around away from him. From her pocket she pulled out the police badge, and then when she spun around and faced him it was pinned to her halter top. The boy looked at it, staring up at her from his tied out and vulnerable position. Lisa wasnt smiling anymore, and for the first time I think the boy began to worry.
Lisa never blinked, but instead she said her lines perfectly. "Well....you piece of _s_h_i_t_....you stole that car...stole that GTO and we finally caught up with you. How many other cars have you taken? Ten? Twelve? We've been hunting for you, and now you're caught you bastard!"
The boy's eyes squinted, and he said "What....what are you talking about? Hey...untie me _d_a_m_n_it! What the hell is going on here?"
She said: "Too bad sucker....I hate car thieves, and I think its time for you to meet my friend. We've been hunting for you, and you have no idea how long we've been trying to track you down. Well, today is payback time!"
With that, Lisa walked out of the scene, and it was then that I traded places with her at the camera. I was wearing black leather pants which we had rented from a costume shop. I clipped a pair of police handcuffs onto my belt, to add some authenticity to my outfit, so I looked like a half-dressed policeman at that point. I then opened my blue shirt, and then reached down and took Lisa's police badge and pinned it onto it. That was all it took to get dressed for my part. I popped the police hat on my head, and I was ready. I was in leather, and with the cuffs and hat I knew I had the image that the film required. I would have used another actor, but I didn't have the money for it and besides, I was a lot cheaper than hiring someone. Of course, I was also really looking forward to strapping that boy's ass and turning it into hamburger.
I set my expression, and walked into the scene. Like an off-duty cop, complete with police hat, I tried to look like I meant business. The boy looked at me, and he gasped. I could see the questions forming, not sure where things were going, but he looked nervous and that added to the intensity of the shoot. As he was staring at me, and I at him, I opened my fly and unbuttoned my leather pants. Then, I just let them drop to the floor, and at that point I stepped out of them.
The boy's eyes went wide open, as wide as saucers. I was acting like a cop, but no longer dressed like one. Not by a long shot. My _c_o_c_k_ was encased in a leather jock, with a huge pouch that emphasized my _s_e_x_. Then, next, I peeled of the shirt, exposing my chest and the leather harness I was wearing. I had two black leather straps across the front of my chest, and I had on black leather gloves and black, glistening motorcycle boots to match. I went to the boy then, and that's when he freaked, realizing suddenly that his film debute was not exactly going the way he had expected.
The boy said "Hey..whoa.......what the hell is going on here? What are you doing? Where's the chicks man? I'm not into gay stuff. Let me up---I want to _f_u_c_k_ some girls, not be tied to some weight bench. Hey, I've changed my mind."
I ignored him, and laughed instead. Then, with the camera rolling, I said "Well prisoner, it's time for your punishment. I hate car thieves, and so I hate you. Looks like my girl's got the bad boy all trussed up and almost ready for his well deserved spanking. There is only one more thing to do before I smack your ass and teach you a lesson you'll never forget." Then I reached down and with a single, powerful jerk, I pulled his underpants right off of him, ripping them off and exposing his naked bottom with a snap. His beautiful snow-white butt was jutting up, forced up and high into the air, eagerly waiting for it's spanking even if the boy who it belonged to was not.
I took a minute and felt his rear, sliding my hand up and down his crack. I allowed my middle finger to slide up his crack and over his hole, and then I let it linger there as I drew little circles and played with the entrance. There was a slight dusting of hair there, just a wisp, and yet it was something and it emphasized his manliness.
The boy of course was totally out of his element, and was unprepared for where he had allowed himself to end up. He jerked, hard against his restraints, and then, realizing they were solid, he said "Hey...get away from me....don't do that....DON'T I SAY! DON'T!!!! I'm not...oh...ohhhhhhhhhh, heyyyyyyyyy....what are you DOING?"
As he protested I slid my finger into his hole, all the way past the knuckle, and then made a circular motion inside of him. I worked the end of my finger over his prostate, feeling the firmness of his walnut sized organ, playing with it in a way, and as I did the teenager gasped and swallowed and his entire body shuddered. While I was doing that he looked across the room, at the hot girl he had thought he would be _f_u_c_k_ing. She was at the camera, and when she saw him looking at her she winked at him. That's when he started to struggle desperately against his restraints.
Then, he turned back with his head, and looked over his shoulder at me as I played with his hole. His eyes went wide when he saw me, and my big leather jock. That scared him to the core, and he pulled hard with his legs, trying to draw them together and to push out my finger which was still invading his interior. The boy bucked his hips then, and gasped, and then his ass was going up and down and up and down as he struggled to move his bottom and to get my finger out of his rear.
I rode his bouncing bottom up and down with my hand for a few minutes, feeling the hot teen as he literally _f_u_c_k_ed that bench and his wild gyrations pushed his ass up and down over my finger. Finally, I let him go, and pulled my finger out with a pop. Then, I went to the desk that was against the wall in front of him. I walked slowly, as I wasnt in any hurry, and he certainly wasn't going anywhere. I opened the drawer, and lifted out a wooden paddle, about two feet long and six inches wide. It was made of oak, and it was solid and there wasn't any doubt it word hurt like hell. I sat it down on the floor at the end of the bench, so that he was staring at it when he looked down.
Next, I reached into the draw and pulled out a leather strap, made with a handle like a prison strap. The well-worn wooden handle was a foot long, with eighteen inches of thick rawhide attached to it. There was a double set of holes right down the center of it, and when I picked that up the boy's eyes went wide, and he gasped, and thats when he started begging like a ten year old.
I spun around, and Lisa caught my cue, and the light went out as the filming stopped. Then I said: "Jeremy, you are about to become the star of your own film, just as I promised. I told you I decide in my films who gets _f_u_c_k_ed, and by whom, and what happens and when. Today you will be starring in a spanking video, so I need you to yell and cry and squirm and holler. Don't worry about your lines, as I expect they will come to you naturally. When the camera starts rolling again you and I are going to play out the punishment scene. Then, when it's over I'll let you have your promised _f_u_c_k_ and you can pop your nut. You signed the waivers, so enjoy the ride and soon you'll be a star. Don't worry, your getting paid for it."
Jeremy was staring at me, and he was shaking with fear. He said: "Hey...please....I..I just want to _f_u_c_k_ girls! Hey...oh...please man, don't hit me with THAT!"
I nodded to Lisa, and the light blinked on the camera, and Lisa smiled as she resumed filming. Then, I lifted the leather strap high, over my head, and brought it down with full force into that unwilling teenager's upturned bottom.
SNAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
As I said before, in that single instant, when I used that prison strap to burn a line across his naked buttocks, he knew he was mine and he knew he was in trouble. Everything else after that was icing on the cake. The boy screamed, the shock and the burn so great he could hardly fathom it. I laid it full force into him, and the red line it made looked mean and it welted almost immediately. The kid's eyes went wide open, in shock really, and he slammed up against his restraints almost like he was trying to lift the entire bench. His young thigh muscles rippled and he pulled hard, trying to rip his ankles from their leather cuffs, and then he bucked his ass up and down with a desperation that is hard to describe.
Of course, for the film, his reaction was perfect, and it was hotter than anything I had ever seen or could have ever hoped for. There was no way a professional actor could have made it look better than this, and the boy's look of surprise, and the intensity of his struggles made my dick go stiff in my leather jock. This boy was great! Hell, he was giving an Oscar performance, and it was obvious he wasnt faking anything. He yelled, and as he did I brought up my arm and then, in a blur, I slammed that strap back across his buttocks with all the speed I could muster.
"YEOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!" the teen yelled, and then he was moving his ass in a blur, struggling so hard that the board over his back would bend upward as he jerked hard against it. He was in panic, and his cries were real, and desperate. I think the burn must have been so intense he thought his ass was cooking. He started begging then, like a little boy would beg, but I just started reining down the blows and in doing so they cut off his begging like a knife cuts butter.
"OH...STOP..OH...OH NO...NO!!!!!!!! NO!!!!!!!!!....NO MORE!!!... PLEASE!!!!!!"
"YEOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"_f_u_c_k_KKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!
"_f_u_c_k_KKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!"
"ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"
Up and down he moved his ass. He was moving it so fast it was a blur, but I kept his hole sighted and used it to aim the blows, crossing that strap up and down his entire bottom. Stroke after stroke I laid it into him, and soon enough his cries and begging had turned into a ceaseless babble of teenage desperation.
While I was smacking him the boy's hard _c_o_c_k_ was sliding around on the black vinyl of the weight bench, and the youth's big balls swung forward and back with each blow and thrust of his ass. It was all on film. He was quite the male, struggling so desperately, shocked totally as I laid that strap into him. He jerked wildly within his bonds, and as an actor his performance was better than I had ever seen from any actor before. There is just no way even a pro could have faked it that well, and so as he screamed and struggled and took his punishment Lisa and I smiled with the knowledge we were hitting gold.
Up and down that boy jerked his bottom, and as I strapped it again and again it started to turn pink, and then red, and then redder than red. He screamed and babbled and struggled, and I strapped him and strapped him and strapped him. Up and down, stroke after stroke, his teenage ass taking every one and there was nothing he could do about it. I loved watching his balls and they swung under him, his fat sack swinging like a pendulum as he tried to dodge the blows.
I worked that strap from his knees to the top of his ass, painting it literally across his entire buttocks. The boy screamed with every blow, felt every one in its entirely, and his eyes were wide with surprise as the pain intensified again and then again. Finally, after about fifteen minutes or so, I threw the strap down in front of him, and he lay their heaving, sucking in air in great sobs, relieved perhaps that it was finally over. Of course, I didn't let him enjoy the break long, and I picked up the big paddle and raised it high into the air.
He was screaming "NO..OH NO.....NOOOOOOOOO... NOT THE PADDLE TOO!!!!" as I started to bring it down, and then as hard as I could I burned that big piece of wood right into his already flame red bottom that was bobbing up and down.
CRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!
"YEOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW" the boy screamed, and then he bucked his hips even harder. I thought for a moment he might tear lose from the restraints holding his wrists to the vertical support of the weight bench, as he was pulling on them so hard it really can't be described. The tuffs of hair under his pits were wet with sweat, and soon his entire back was glistening from his struggles.
At the tip of his _c_o_c_k_ he was oozing clear fluid, which his _c_o_c_k_ was painting in circles under him as he struggled. I don't think he was aware of that, but Lisa was, and she zoomed in on his _c_o_c_k_ and caught it as it oozed its fluid while the boy who owned it squirmed and jerked and moved to dodge the blows.
The paddle was intense, and with each crack of the wood across his naked ass the boy grunted.
CRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!
CRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!
CRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!
CRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!
One after the other I worked that big piece of wood over and into that boy's bobbing rear end, and soon it turned from red to purple. Still I worked it, and that's when I noticed the small little blisters forming. I was literally blistering his ass at that point, smacking it so hard and so continuously that I was forming blisters with every blow.
Finally I said: "Well boy, if you want me to stop I suggest you start apologizing for the car you stole, and you better make it convincing or I'll start this all over."
The boy was babbling, and then as the blows continued to burn into his rear and his bright purple ass bounced up and down, he screamed out his apology for a crime he never committed. He apologized and begged, and apologized some more, screaming out how sorry he was....willing to say anything to anyone to get the pain to stop. Finally, with a great bunch of film and a very burned rear, I tossed the paddle down and let him sob it out.
Thats when I approached him, and said: "So....my girlfriend tells me you were planning to _f_u_c_k_ her. I'm sorry, but you are a car thief, you little teenage twerp, and prison is where you are headed. I can't let you _f_u_c_k_ my girl, but I don't feel like sending you to the slammer totally disappointed. I guess if you wanted a _f_u_c_k_, I probably ought to let you have one."
With that, I dropped my leather jock, and let my big prick jut out. The kid was looking straight ahead, staring with an open mouth and wide open eyes, staring literally, into the camera. He looked to be almost in shock, and as my words sunk in the expression on his face was priceless. Then, I just very slowy eased my hard _c_o_c_k_ up to the virgin opening in the boy's red-hot rear. His entire bottom was flame red, with a purplish cast to it, almost like a giant bruise. In a way it literally looked like raw hamburger, and it was covered with tiny little white blisters.
As he felt my prick up against his hole he gasp, and then he tried hard to close his ring of muscle and pinch closed his hole. His eyes went wider as I pushed into him anyway, and in spite of his efforts to keep out my _c_o_c_k_ I popped past his muscle gate and slid right into him. The expression on his face was just oh-so-perfect, the feeling of his first penetration forever frozen on film. After that I was _f_u_c_k_ing him, sliding my stiff meat all the way in to my fat balls. The tip of my dick was pressed right into his prostate gland, and I could feel his smooth organ as I began to rock in and out, the tip of my dick pushing into it and then sliding almost all the way out. In and out, in and out, I _f_u_c_k_ed the boy's virgin ass and took his cherry.
I don't know how long it went on, but the kid was tight, very tight, and I could feel his ass muscles gripping my _c_o_c_k_ as I did my _f_u_c_k_ing. Faster and faster I went, and soon I was literally slamming my _c_o_c_k_ in and out of him. The boy just stared, open-mouthed, and grunting with each thrust as he looked into the camera and the mirrors next to it. He was watching everything.. In contrast, I was moaning with pleasure, the feeling of hitting his prostate and feeling it rub against the tip of my dick absolutely incredible.
Suddenly the boy grunted even louder, and then I felt his ass muscles tighten, and then they began to spasm as he ejaculated out ten days of pent up semen. The boy pumped out his massive load onto the bench he was straddling, and as he did so his muscles massaged my own prick, squeezing it in rhythmic contractions that sent me right over the edge. Suddenly, even as the boy was squirting out his teenage load onto the black exercise bench below, I filled his ass with my cream, jetting out my own load of semen and filling his bowels in the process. We came together, he and I, and the feeling is something I'll keep forever. It was the best _f_u_c_k_ I have every had, before or since.
Afterwards I just laid inside of him, wanting to savor the feeling, enjoying his muscles as they contracted and loosened. I felt everything, and it was so good to feel him pump out his wad and empty his balls until he had nothing left to ejaculate. We lay there together then, with my prick deep inside of him, still _f_u_c_k_ing him in a way although I was no longer moving. He whimpered, but lay there unmoving, feeling my dick stuffed up his rear. After quite some time had passed I slowly felt my _c_o_c_k_ loose its rigidity and eventually it grew smaller and smaller, totally satisfied and spent as it dwindled within him.
Finally, I pulled out and let my semen drip in lines from his ass, and Lisa zoomed in the camera to catch the load of my spunk that was oozing out of it. The camera had caught the boy's wad too, and she had filmed every shot as he pumped out his wad and squirted his load as I was reaming his ass. The expression on his face was priceless. It was something between ecstasy and shock, the look of surprise and embarrassment perhaps as he felt me filling his ass as he shot his own wad. The film of course, was a perfect ten.
I yelled "CUT.....and PRINT" and then I let my hand roam over his beautiful, well-spanked ass, feeling the curves and the little welts that I had made. I let him sob it all out for a couple of minutes. As his sobs changed to whimpers I untied him, and he stood up and stared, with a look of shock and disbelief on his face. Lisa congratulated him on the great acting, and I smiled and shook his hand and thanked him for his Oscar quality performance. The boy said nothing, but just stared at the two of us, not quite sure I guess what to make of what had happened to him. I gave him the $200, and he stood there, staring at it in his hand, his face blank really as he tried to make sense of it all. He got dressed, with some help, and then he stuffed the money in his pocket and ran out the door, heading back to the dorms and the university and to his life as a student.
After he left I looked at the exercise bench where we had spanked the boy. It was wet with his sweat, and his load of cream was puddled on the black bench, with five distinct lines of white where he had shot his wad in ropes of cum. It was a massive load, and his ten day's worth of white cream was thick and heavy. The teenager had hoped to squirt it into a woman, but instead had pumped it out onto the bench, wasting it in a way, his load of cream a fitting tribute to where his ass had lost its cherry. As we stared at it, Lisa and I laughed and laughed and laughed.
[Authors note: © Copyright August, 2003. All rights reserved. Not to be copied without the consent of the author.]