James arrived early on the first day of shooting. Jo; sassy Jo, who fucked her way into the manager's position at the spa, let him in. James and Jo weren't strangers; in fact, she had appeared in
Big Jim and Little Tim
, Donkey Productions most recent full-length video, and she even had a scene with James. Pete told her to arrive early and hang around in case they needed her help, hinting that another acting job might be available were she interested. She was. Ordinarily Jo might have followed James to the locker area and ogled his naked body, but she had too many other things to do.
Jane and Mandy were standing outside the entrance to the locker room, and it was smiles and hugs all around. The entire Donkey family was delighted to get James for another gig. Aside from the fact that they all genuinely liked him, the two videos he appeared in happened to be their most profitable ones, from his breakout performance in
Firehose,
to his title role as 'Big Jim'. James had proven to be bankable, and in this business you're only as good as your latest box office numbers. Monica always worried about oversaturation, and she figured there was a chance that audiences would tire of seeing him, but based on website traffic, Monica didn't think it was anytime soon. Besides, William would be the star of this next production, and in fact, he might be the only stud around not intimidated by working with James, who packed a fourteen-inch boner that got hard at the drop of a hat. Moreover, he could shoot frequently, and for distance too. Having William and James together, along with Dan, a bevy of sexy babes, and who knows what else, could take the porn industry by storm. Monica felt that this might be their breakout video.
Mandy was once again clad in tight-fitting gym shorts, but James scarcely noticed, for Jane had on an extremely short dress, which took precedence over everything. It was a rich shade of white, with blue polka dots. The dress barely stretched down to cover the bottom of her panty-clad butt cheeks, but it was an elegant and sleek number, and it hugged her body in all the right places. It was easy to forget how shapely Jane's butt was, not to mention her perky breasts, because they tended to get overshadowed by her long, luscious legs and inviting thighs. Her new outfit was a far cry from the retro 60's mini-dresses she had been wearing, which were loose fitting and constructed, it seemed, for the sole purpose of providing James voyeuristic pleasure. He hoped that the updated fashion style would continue to offer more of the same. After all, Jane without the potential for panty peeks just wasn't Jane. Anyone familiar with James' previous films knew that Jane plus miniskirt equals James losing control. Jane, and only Jane, had the key to unlock the sexual fetishes and perversions that lay deep inside him.
Jane smiled when she saw his all-to-predictable reaction to her wardrobe choice, which was the formation of a huge bulge in his crotch region. It was reassuring to know that she still had a hold on the big fella.
James quickly hurried past the ladies and went inside to undress. With Jane's short dress still on his mind, he removed his undershorts and a full erection sprung out. He had a sudden urge to pee so he went off to use the urinal. It's not easy peeing with a boner, and the urine spurted out slowly in dribs and drabs until his erection subsided, after which the floodgates opened up. But by then James was a Mister Softie, and his large genitalia swayed gently as he returned to the changing area.
The long awaited, so-called clash of the titans was about to occur. William, with Olivia in tow, entered the locker room while James was at the urinal. Olivia watched as William stripped down. She playfully grabbed his junk.
"Didn't you get enough of this the other day," he asked? Olivia smiled in remembrance.
William had just returned from Hawaii, where he spent a week working on a gay-porn-in-paradise themed video. Oddly enough, and probably not by coincidence, he was growing weary of working solely with men. He longed for the presence of females. He couldn't get the Donkey experience out of his mind. Something about getting a hand-job in front of a bunch of attractive, clothed women tends to do that.
A porn shoot on location in a tropical climate always attracts hangers-on, and it can quickly resemble a gypsy camp, so William had access to plenty of women. But then he never had a problem scoring pussy, so the situation wasn't too advantageous. Better to work with them in front of the camera, he thought. No sooner had he arrived in Hawaii than he began counting down the days to finishing. His next job would be the Donkey one, and he was anxious to see what they had planned for him. William sent an email to Olivia, telling her that he was arriving home on Friday evening and that he'd be working out on Saturday, so feel free to stop by and say hello.
No sooner had William sat down on his exercise bench then he heard Olivia calling to him from the fence that separated the yards.
"Lift me up," she said. By the time he got to the fence he saw that she was topless, so he reached over, grabbed her under the arms, and lifted her over the fence to his side of the yard. She clung to his body as she lowered down, making sure that there was some incidental penis contact.
They devoured each other like animals. A long kiss, hands all over each other, and finally, Olivia had him lay down on the exercise bench, right where she wanted him. His cock was sticking up in the air, bent at a slight angle; it was firm and pulsating.
"I need a long, good fuck," she exclaimed. "If I give you a blowjob first, how long before you get hard again?"
William shrugged. "I'd say right away."
"What I'm getting at is whether I should have you shoot a load of cum before fucking me. Your cock looks like it's ready to pop."
William broke out in a big smile. "Too much talking," he said. "Come here."
Olivia offered her boobs to William's tongue, and he hungrily locked on to them. He lay back on the exercise table and Olivia smothered him with her vagina. He licked and licked until she was dripping wet and his face was smeared with her love juices.
"Fuck me, now," she demanded, the blowjob having been forgotten about.
William pumped her full of iron as best he could, and his best was not only pretty damn good; it was close to an out-of-this-world experience. Olivia had several orgasms, and was so lost in ecstasy that she was trance-like, only snapping out of it when William announced his imminent orgasm.
"Pull out," she panted. "I want to see sperm," and William obeyed, splashing her abdomen with a healthy dose of his seed. They both admired the small puddle of his essence that had coagulated on her belly. They lay on the grass together arm in arm and basked in the afterglow of shared satisfaction.
"Where are the boys," he asked," breaking the silence.
"Huey and Dewey? Oh, they're around somewhere. The last time I saw them they were inside watching one of your videos. They're probably doing horrible things to each other by now."
William took a deep breath. "You know, it's not my place to pass judgment, but you got to be careful. If the wrong people find out, it could cause trouble for you."
"Why? They're eighteen."
"No way."
"William Sanders, do you think I would corrupt the morals of underage boys?"
"Yes, I do," he said, and they both laughed.
"I wonder," he said, "do the other ladies know about this side of you?"
Olivia smiled demurely.
"Why don't we have the boys come over," he said. "I'm feeling frisky."
"You wouldn't be trying to steal them away from me, now that you know they're eighteen?"
"No, of course not," he said. "I just want to rock your world, and you won't believe the things I can come up with that we can do to each other."
****
Olivia left the locker room and William was standing alone when James returned. They sized each other up, like two gunslingers, warily gazing at each other's package.
"You must be James," William said, extending a hand. He could tell from the size of his flaccid penis that James had a huge one. "They say you got fourteen inches." For the first time in his life William was feeling a bit inadequate.
"Don't believe the hype," was James' modest response. "I'm big, but everyone here is big. Besides, you don't look too shabby yourself in that department." James marveled at William's physique. And his penis was pretty fucking big too. It might even be bigger than his. There's no science to determine how many inches a soft cock will grow when it gets erect, but William's gave the impression that the sky was the limit. James was strictly heterosexual, although he didn't mind the homo stuff that Donkey Productions put him through. It was tolerable, but only because attractive women were involved. Without them, forget it. James never considered having a homosexual affair in his private life. But damn, William was hot. Pleasuring William by sucking on his cock, or maybe even doing something else, seemed more feasible than James ever had imagined. And who knows? They were working together on a sex video. Obviously some homo activity would take place, and knowing how Monica thought, he was certain she would pair them off. James had one rule on the set, which was no butt fucking; he was okay with oral, but drew the line at anything else. However, he actually thought that he could make an exception for William. James felt a stirring in his loins.
William didn't know what to make of James, whose penis began to stiffen while they were making small talk. Rather quickly too. It was sticking straight up at about a forty-five degree angle. William had no doubt that it was fourteen inches, but what was up with the timing? James knew that he was basically straight, didn't he? But the uncertainty didn't stop William from admiring James' package. His penis was regal and elegant, his erection taking the form of a classic, textbook version, whereas William always referred to his own, odd-looking thing as a hillbilly pecker, a country boy's hillbilly pecker.
Dan came into the locker room. In his defense, he saw two naked men in close proximity, and one with a very firm, very boned-up penis. "Holy Jesus," he said. "I didn't realize you were getting it on. I'll come back, sorry."
"Dan, what the fuck?"
"Hey man, you're the one with the hard-on."
"Come on Hammer, I always have a hard-on. You know that."
"It's true," said William. "We weren't doing anything."
William was extremely impressed with Dan's penis. Even when it was soft it was a thing of beauty. His shaft was long and thin in the middle, slightly expanding in width as it neared his cockhead, which was extremely large, giving his cock the appearance of a mushroom. When fully hard, Dan's pee hole enlarged too. As a result, and with a little imagination, his cockhead resembled a hammerhead shark, hence the nickname of Hammerhead.
The crew had since entered the locker room, closely followed by Monica and Mandy. They paid the naked men scant attention; they were preparing to set up the first scene.
"Have you guys gotten a script," asked William? "I haven't seen anything." Dan and James snickered.
"We have found," James said, "that things works better around here when we don't know in advance what's going to happen."
"Yeah," agreed Dan, "if we did, we might walk out."
"That, plus the element of surprise, seems to get a reaction out of us that they prefer."
