Date: Mon, 1 Dec 2008 23:28:02 +0000 (GMT)
From: Steve Parker <steve14b@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: The DVD Tales -2 (Adult-Youth)

This is a `real' story and that means there are no men with cocks the size
of an elephant's trunk and balls as big as eggs! That is fantasy. This is
`real' in the sense that this sort of thing does happen and although a work
of fiction, it is `real' enough to be enjoyed -- real people, real sexual
organs and real situations.

Thanks to all those who emailed with ideas, suggestions, links to websites
and photographs, all are very welcome and great sources of inspiration.
Keep the cumming! It's nice to hear from so many people who like the
storyline and ideas.

I reply to all emails and really appreciate the suggestions for storylines.

For those interested in the future -- there will be an orgy, shaving,
tattoos, domination, verbal domination, black guys, muscled white tops,
Mark's mates, bondage, group and lots more!

If you want to mail me (and please do) then check the end of this chapter
for further information.

By the way -- although based on some real characters, it is an extension of
my imagination. Remember that as you hopefully jack hard to it!

Essex (2008)



THE DVD TALES -- 2

   by Steve Parker



When I left Tim about an hour later after a shower and a drink, I was
already thinking about what Mark had been like and how he would react to
the next stage of his training. There was no doubt he wanted to get fucked
and he seemed oblivious to his face being seen on camera. His choice then
and as Tim had told me when had left, "The kid is horny as fuck man! Jacks
off all the time and he really, really wants to ride with you Max. He loved
that last DVD of yours and he'll do as you tell him. You got a hot one
there and one that wants to learn."

When I got home I put on "Arab Journey", the one DVD I had made with a
woman in it and although I knew every scene I was in, I couldn't remember
the other parts as well. After I watched it again that evening I could
probably see what the kid was excited about. I was dressed as an Arab and
wore a silver cockring throughout the scenes, my body was nicely tanned and
I wore a sort of scarf like a pirate would. I was supposed to be a sailor
from some mythical country and although it was bisex DVD, there was plenty
of ass to ride! I had fucked pussy in other films and in this one, but if
it was a choice between cock and cunt -- the cock and ass won out.

I could imagine Mark laying on the sofa at home, boxers pushed down to his
thighs in case anyone came in. During the scene where I fucked the young
Arab teen and then we both fucked the woman in the café, yeh, I could see
him jacking hard to that and spraying some of his baby cum over his
stomach. By the time I had fast forwarded through the last 15 minutes I was
hard as rock again. I decided to stay in and keep my hands off my cock, as
I hoped Mark would do until the filming. I knew I could do it, but I wasn't
sure some super-horny 15 year old could. What I did want to do was make
sure I was trimmed and so while I listened to the radio and put dinner on,
I trimmed my pubes even closer, making sure they were now just the neat
size of a postage stamp and put some Veet cream onto my smooth balls to
ensure they were even smoother. By the time I finished and checked myself
out in the mirror I was hard again, a drop of precum on the tip. I was just
over 7.5 inches, but I swear that on a good day, with the right stimulation
and when horny I could reach nearly 8". Maybe not I thought as I gently
fisted the shaft. It was not that big, but it was thick and I smiled at my
reflection when I realised that it was the thickness and big vein running
underneath that had excited the kid. When I went to bed that night my cock
was softish but still feeling thick and hot to touch. I realised that for
the first time in a long time I was excited about fucking someone.

I arrived at The Penthouse just before midday and both Jimmy and his other
mate, Sam was there. He was in his late 40s and an odd character, but
apparently an ace with lighting and so I tolerated him. Mark was there and
to my great pleasure was dressed `London style' -- a small piece of red
string looped through the belt hook of his jeans. He smiled and there was
hint of something in the air and I wondered if Jimmy had used his old trick
of dousing the pillow in the bedroom with a touch of poppers. Mark stood in
bare feet and just jeans, top button open and one foot on top of the other
in his usual way. He was wearing a thick silver chain round his neck and he
looked eager to start. I walked over and ruffled his hair as Jimmy was
setting up the lighting equipment.

"I need to talk to you," I said to Mark and pulled him out of the hallway
into the living room, "just let you know what's going to happen." Jimmy
looked up and grinned as I spoke and then went back to the lights. I sat
down on the sofa and patted the cushion next to me for Mark. He flopped
down and spread his legs enticingly then looked up at me.

"You see, I did it London style!"

"You look good kid, well done," I said and put my right hand on his left
knee. He turned ever so slightly to look at me and I leant forward and my
face hovered a few inches from his. He seemed a little unsure at first but
then eased forward and we kissed. I pressed my hand to the back of his head
and forced my tongue deep into his mouth. He twisted a little more and did
the same with his hand to hold my head. It was a little awkward for him so
I eased him off the sofa onto the floor, but still using my tongue as an
invader into his mouth. He was giving as good as he got and as he sank to
his knees in front of me I pulled back and we danced our tongues together.

"Good boy, now listen up." He sat back on his heels and as he did so his
jeans opened a little wider and exposed more of his skin. I smiled and then
stroked the side of his face. "When we get into the bedroom don't ever look
at the camera. Just concentrate on pleasing me and doing what I want. Got
it?" He nodded silently and then seemed to open his legs wider. I twisted
my hand and ran it into the opening of his jeans. He was wearing briefs
this time and I ran my palm flat down the front of the bulge he was
sporting. There was a trace of wetness at the front and he never took his
eyes off me as I pressed his erection. "You jack last night?"

"No, no, I didn't and my balls are aching Max!"

"That's going to make you super horny kid, so try and I mean try not to cum
until I say so. It'll be hard for me as well but you got to go with the
flow kid and try not to jizz. Try hard!" He nodded and I pulled my hand
from inside his jeans.

I held his chin and said, "First thing is to make sure when you get into
the bedroom and we start, you keep your pants on until I tell you to
strip." He nodded again and then teasingly ran his fingers across his left
nipple and stared at my crotch for a second. "Then we kiss and get down to
it. Jimmy will make sure you lube up before we start and I'm going to
rubber up for you."

"Rubber up?" He looked confused.

"Condom," I replied and he shook his head, "we can take it from there. The
other thing is you're going to be on your knees to blow me and remember I
want your eyes locked on mine all the time. Like we did the other day and
just use your imagination Mark. Relax and it'll be hot." I motioned for him
to return to the sofa and then continued when he sat down. "This is going
to hurt Mark, let's not kid ourselves. You're going to get a thick piece of
meat in your ass and no matter what you think, it will hurt. You should
push out when I put my head against your hole, like you wan to go to the
toilet and it will ease matters for you. Don't push me out and try not to
cry!"

With that he looked upset for a few seconds and then calmly said,

"I want to get fucked and that won't happen. You going to fuck me hard or
are we going to do it smooth and sexy?"

That depends on you and how I feel," I looked down at my thickening cock as
I said it and Mark also glanced down, "but it isn't going to be a quick
fuck Mark. It could take me 15 minutes to cum and the ride will be harder
for you. Depends what position we fuck in." He burst into a wide grin when
I said that and sat up.

"I really want to try doggy Max!" He ran a hand across my now fully erect
cock and even through the jeans I was wearing it felt electric. I pulled
his hand away and said,

"That will happen, but maybe not today."

"You mean there'll be another time?" It was an odd way he said it, almost
teasingly and I looked at him full in the face. He seemed a little edgy
then and I said,

"You know there will be."

While Mark was in the bedroom a few minutes later with Jimmy and Sam
getting lubed and last minute instructions, I was getting ready in the
spare bedroom and pleased there was en-suite bathroom I could use. I
stripped off after closing and locking the door and looked myself in the
mirror. I was half-hard by this stage and my cockhead was wet with
precum. I eased back the foreskin and jacked twice very slowly, pulling it
back to reveal the slightly purpling helmet shiny and looking hard. God, it
was going to hurt the kid I thought, but that's what he `signed up' for I
mused and then opened my washbag. I never normally take Viagra. No need for
it as I'm always horny, but I looked at the tabs and the half tablet of
Viagra still in there. I had taken the other half just before I left home
and now it was kicking in. I just had to make sure I didn't get too excited
and bust a nut too early like I had warned Mark not to. My balls were
starting to hang loose in their bag and I palmed them, delighted to feel
they were as smooth as they had ever been. Then I picked up the black
leather bondage style mask, very thin, very expensive and with a thin
zipper at the back. I spent a few minutes putting it on and adjusting it
and when I was satisfied I looked in the mirror. I could have been
anyone. It was all black with a round mouth opening and I waggled my tongue
through to be sure it was easy to kiss with. The eye sockets were
comfortable and although a little hot even after three minutes, I knew it
was fine to work with. Suddenly there was a rap on the door and I heard
Jimmy say sarcastically, "On stage in five minutes Mr. Max!"

I reached across to the bed and lifted the pure white jockstrap and put it
on. I had to adjust myself and make sure for the camera that the bulge was
displayed correctly -- cockhead pointing down and the shaft pushed against
the front of the fabric by the balls. I was thinking of wearing a silver
cockring but decided not for this one. I did have a leather cockstrap with
studs and I hesitated and mused about making Mark wear it, then changed my
mind and with one last look in the mirror walked out of the bedroom and
into the brightly lit front bedroom.

Mark was standing in just a pair of red shorts and still had the chain
around his neck. His eyes lit up when he saw me in the mask and jock. He
was smiling and there was a hint of nervousness in his voice when he said,

"Why am I wearing red shorts?" He looked at Jimmy and then me when he asked
the question.

"Red is part of the London style kid," I said, "so that's why. Wearing red
shows you're ready for it. Got to get yourself a red jock like this one kid
and red socks. Show yourself in the right way and you'll get cock." He got
the message and looked down at his shorts and then at me.

"So you ready then?" asked Jimmy as he lifted the large camera and Sam
adjusted the lights and did a quick sound check as we spoke. I nodded and
then said to Mark,

"You lubed?" He lowered his eyes when I asked that as though he was
embarrassed and then Sam said.

"Yeh, nice ass!" I looked at Sam and he looked away and then went back to
the sound equipment. Mark looked at me and then Jimmy pointed to the bed
and said,

"Lie on it and when Max comes into shot, then climb off the bed and kneel
before him." Mark did as he was told and I stepped back as Sam nodded to
tell him the sound and lights were ready. Jimmy raised a hand to me and
lifted the camera to his shoulder and I waited. I looked at the camera and
saw the `HD' badge and realised I would be fucking in hi-definition for the
first time! Every hair and bead of sweat!  Suddenly the words "action!" and
Mark looked at me out of camera sight as Jimmy edged slowly towards the bed
and Sam hovered out of sight with the microphone boom and small hand held
auxiliary light. I stepped forward and stood in front of the bed and with
an unseen smirk behind the mask pointed at the floor in front of me and
said, "kneel boy!" Mark climbed off the bed and knelt before me, looking up
into my eyes and straight away I knew he was in the zone. With my
experience I knew what Jimmy would be doing and as he edged round us and
across us I had to think fast. No script meant I would have to take it as
we went along and I looked down at the boy. He was eager and a thin film of
light sweat was on his forehead. I reached out and put my hand on top of
his head and pulled him forward. Without a single word he leant forward and
started to pull my jock down with his teeth. Jimmy was nodding his head
behind the lens as Mark put his hands behind his back and tried to appear
subservient as he wrestled the jock, eyes still locked on mine. Suddenly it
was free of my waist and it dropped silently to my ankles Jimmy was
kneeling at the side of us and pointing the camera at my three-quarter hard
cock that was now leaking precum and getting harder by the second. It was a
tongue's distance away from Mark's half open mouth. He looked up at my face
and then I pushed his head back and said,

"Strip boy, show me what your Master is going to ride!" He stood up, a
little nervous and pushed the red shorts to his ankles and stepped out of
them.

To be continued ...

I am always happy to chat with readers who have ideas, comments,
suggestions and experiences to share.

Flames I ignore -- friends online I chat with happily.

steve14b@yahoo.co.uk