Date: Tue, 15 Jun 2010 18:07:31 -0700 (PDT)
From: iwannacsum@yahoo.co.uk
Subject: My Bollywood Sexcapades ? Part 1 (Celebrity section)

Disclaimer : This by no means implies that Shahid Kapoor or any other
Celebrity mentioned is Gay, this story is only a piece of fiction and
therefore not true.  ---------------

My Bollywood Sexcapades ? Part 1

I?d know for the longest time that I wanted to work in the Bollywood film
industry. Not in front of the camera, although if I say so myself I would
look pretty good on the big screen. No, I wanted to work behind the camera,
really make the film happen. Like a lot of others, I had to work my way up
in the industry, or at least get to know people, so I managed to get a job
as a crew member on a medium-budget film, basically running silly errands
for the more important people. It wasn?t great, but it was a start, and I
guess I could say I was now actually in the industry!

The lead actor in the movie was Shahid Kapoor. He was a complete
hunk. Beautiful eyes, handsome face, well built pecs, with gorgeously cute
little nipples, and a washboard abs. Not to mention a very decent sized
bulge. He wasn?t very tall, but that was ok, he was more than hot enough to
compensate. Being gay, I had a major crush on him, and seeing him on set
every day did things to me down there I often had to try hard to cover.

On a day we were shooting a song sequence, Shahid Kapoor?s assistant fell
ill. Shahid was adamant that he needed an assistant, and refused to
continue shooting without one. Everyone was confused as to what to do about
it, and there was quite a conversation going on inside his
trailer. Suddenly, the director and producer came out to tell me Shahid had
nominated me to fill in for his annoying witch of an assistant. This came
as quite a shock, because I didn?t even think that he had noticed my
existence. He sure as hell hadn?t acknowledged it. Since my regular duties
were fairly insignificant, the director and producer found it a perfect
solution to the problem. Problem solved, everyone went back to work, except
for me who went to start my new job: assistant to my hot Bollywood
crush. This was almost unbelievable. But it was happening.

I had entered his trailer before, and yet I was still very nervous. It was
the first time I?d be inside it with him, because usually if I had any
business in there it would be while he was filming. It was also the first
time I would see him knowing he noticed me, and also that he chose me over
everyone else in the crew as well as potentially in Mumbai, considering
what the producer would have agreed to for filming to commence.

A complete nervous wreck I entered, prepared for my first task: to get him
ready for the day of shooting, for which I had half an hour. Simple
enough. Inside the trailer, he was sitting there relaxed, watching me as I
walked through the door, simply greeting me with a ?Hey? And nervous wreck
me replied, ?Hi Sir, I just wanted to thank you for the opportunity. I
didn?t even know that you knew me. But I wont let you down, I?ll do
whatever you say??  ?Whoa whoa, slow down. It?s alright. No need for all
this formality. And call me Shahid. I don?t like being called sir.?
?Okay??  ?Alright. Now I?m gonna take a shower, why don?t you sort out my
costume??

I just nodded, too afraid to talk anymore than I already had. The trailer
was long and narrow. On one end, where we were at that moment, had a sofa,
then to one side was a cupboard, and then a cloakroom and on the other a
bed, all the way along the length of the trailer till you got to the shower
room. I?m guessing the trailer was reworked to the taste of the actor,
because I don?t think all trailers had a wet room at one end. Over the bed
and through the glass door you can see right into the shower. The bottom
half was almost opaque glass, so you couldn?t really see much through there
but the top half was perfectly clear. I guess he had a lot of faith that
the wrong person wouldn?t enter at the wrong time.

I was about to leave to let him shower when he stopped me.  ?Where do you
think you?re going? I just gave you something to do didn?t I??  ?I thought
you wanted to shower?? And he just gave me this cute little smirk, my heart
just melted a little.  ?Stay? was all he said, and I had to.

I stood there in his mini-living room watching him, as he walked along the
trailer, as he pulled his t-shirt over his head. Usually, if I was looking
at a picture or a video, a bare back (not bareback) would do hardly
anything for me. But just that he was shirtless in my presence. No, that he
stripped off his tee in my presence, at practically touching distance, gave
me such a hard on, that my jeans were trying so hard to conceal. When he
got to the shower door, he opened it and went inside, and I thought to
myself that I knew this was too good to be true to expect him to drop his
pants in front of me. But so far, the day had been going really well?

Just as the water from his rain showerhead, situated perfectly in the
center of the glass, started to fall, he jumped back out, still with his
tracksuit bottom on. I was still standing in the same position, staring at
him, in disbelief of what was happening. He looked back at him, and gave me
a crooked, almost suggestive, smile. If I didn?t know any better, I would
have thought he really wanted me to look. I was so sure that he was
straight. Despite some of his friends in his industry, there was no
indication whatsoever that he might be gay, or even bi, so I stopped hoping
there and then and figured he was just showing off.

Then, as if the gates to heaven had just opened to me, he dropped the
tracksuit bottom. He was going commando. There in front of me, was the most
glorious pair of buns I had ever seen. I just wanted to go over there and
do nasty things to that ass, but I had to control myself as my dick leaked
precum like a broken tap.

And just like a rollercoaster ride that is too short, the most amazing
moment of my life so far was over, and the ass I wanted so badly was behind
clouded glass, and I couldn?t see it anymore. I must have missed read the
whole suggestive look thing because he showered facing away from me the
whole time. All I saw was his gorgeous arms moving around, and his muscular
back. In attempt to behave more professionally, I started going about my
set task, which I had to think hard about to remind me what it was.

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Thats part 1. Hoped you liked it, its my first submission. Let me know you
thought, and possibly ideas for future parts, although I know how part 2 is
going to go ;)

Email: iwannacsum@yahoo.co.uk