Date: Thu, 5 Jul 2007 02:35:56 +0100
From: TedGay <tedgay@btinternet.com>
Subject: Dream Occuptations

(This is a work of erotic fiction. It does not imply that any of the
celebrities mentioned here are really that way inclined, or would indulge
in such activities. It is a sexual fantasy, which I hope you enjoy. Since
gay movie makers seem to have no imagination these days, we story writers
have to oblige. There is so much more to gay sex than just sticking a
cock in some guy's mouth or up their arsehole! Erotic situations and
dirty talk seem to be almost a lost art in the porn industry nowadays. I
would suggest stories on this Nifty site about consenting adults could
provide plenty of imaginative scenarios for gay porno films. Though this
particular one would be more difficult, as the celebrities mentioned
would not be available for such starring roles and look-alikes would need
to be pretty convincing.)

Fluffer for gay porn movies

These are guys who's sole job, who's sole purpose in their working lives,
is to make sure the male porn stars maintain their erections. What a
wonderful job, sucking gorgeous studs' cocks all day.

Imagine it. What cocks am I going to have to suck today? What will they
taste like?  Will they be oozing sweet pre-cum? The most good-looking
guys in the world, who gay men everywhere lust after and fantasize about,
will be putting their cocks in your mouth, and you will feel their cocks
slowly swelling as your silky mouth and your saliva gently coaxes them to
a full erection.

What are the qualifications for this career? You don't have to be
stunningly good-looking, as you usually won't be appearing on screen.
What you need to be is excellent at foreplay of all sorts. You need to be
able to suck, masturbate and coax your studs to a full erection in the
shortest possible time. This takes experience and a certain knack. They
don't even have to look at you while you are bringing them to full
arousal, they can be looking at their fellow porn-stars they are about to
have sex with, or at a magazine or a porn DVD. You are unimportant,
except that your mouth, your fingers, maybe your arse is required to
service these studs of the screen, to prepare their cocks for fucking and
being sucked off by other beautiful guys. You may even be required to
wear a mask to hide your features because you are not important; you are
just a thing,  a piece of equipment, almost an irrelevance. It is your
mouth, your fingers, your sucking and masturbating expertise which is
important. One day a machine may be able to replace you, but for now,
nobody does it better than you. Why? Because you are filled with lust,
pure unbridled lust for all these gorgeous studs who feed you their cocks
all day and every day. Feed you their deliciious pre-cum juices. The only
frustrating thing is you never get to taste their spunky loads, at least
not at work. That delight is reserved for their fellow porn-stars, you
are just the lackey; the slut who sucks cocks for a living.

Rob is 52. He is no spring chicken, but he has been a fluffer in the porn
business for 30 years, and a cocksucker for even longer. He is no stunner
to look at, but as soon as his expert mouth closes around a half-flaccid
cock it quickly springs to attention. Rob has sucked them all. Back in
the 70s and 80s gay porn gods like Kip Noll, Jeff Stryker, Mike Henson
and countless others were mouthed by Rob. He well remembers the day when
Jeff got carried away, forgetting his wasn't on camera, and kept telling
Rob: 'Suck my big cock, ooh yeah, suck it all the way. Go all the way
down, all the way down. Take that big cock in your mouth, feel it growing
bigger. Suck my cock. Yeah, suck that big cock!' Then suddenly, without
warning, Jeff Stryker's big cock expoded spunk in Rob's mouth in a huge
orgasm which nearly choked him. Not being able to believe his luck, Rob
gobbled and guzzled down Jeff's delicious sperm, swallow after swallow as
Jeff's fountain of pure lust spurted what seemed like gallons of
Stryker's thick, sweet sperm down Rob's throat. Rob stood up licking his
lips like the cat that got the cream, with Strykers cum overflowing from
his mouth and dribbling down from his chin. The director was furious, and
didn't know whether to blame Jeff Stryker, Rob or both. They had to wait
another 30 minutes before Stryker was ready to cum again, this time in
the mouth of a cute 18 year old porn star with blond curly hair.

In those days, porn stars could talk dirty. Stryker always did this when
having sex. Kip usually overdubbed his filthy talk afterwards. Rob loved
the smell and taste of Kip Noll's cock. His pre-cum was something really
special, Rob never forgot the huge quantity Kip produced whilst being
fluffed, and the delicious sweet taste of Kip's pre-orgasmic juices. Kip
once said to Rob as he was being fluffed: 'You love this filth don't you?
You love my cock oozing pre-cum into your mouth! Yeah, you love the taste
of my pre-cum don'tcha? Imagine what my full cream load of spunk tastes
like! Dream on, buddy! But enjoy the flavor of my pre-cum!'

One day, after work had finished, he caught Kip in the toilets, and told
him how much he enjoyed fluffing him, and how he dreamed of going all the
way with him and drinking Kip's full-cream orgasm. Rob was in his 20s
then, and reasonably good-looking, though hardly porn-star material. But
Kip didn't mind, he got the best-looking porn stars every day. Feeding
Rob his super-star sperm would be a change. So they nipped in a cubicle,
and Kip fed Rob his beautiful cock. But just before they started, Rob
confessed he jerked off most evenings to Kip's movies, and enjoyed all
the absolute filthy dialog which Kip had overdubbed. So as a special
treat, and because he wanted to see Rob's eyes glaze over with pure lust,
Kip did a live commentary just for Rob.

Rob sucked on that beautiful prick, and Kip looked down in Rob's eyes and
said: 'You like the taste of my cock don't you? You just live to taste my
sweet pre-cum, it is your favorite food. I know how much you crave it,
that's why I love feeding it to you. Well now you're going to taste my
full-cream.'

Rob kept sucking, whilst jerking himself to climax. Then it happened.
Heaven opened up in Rob's mouth. Kip Noll, one of the most beautiful
studs in the entire world, fed Rob the delicious contents of his balls.
Rob's tongue was on the tip of Kip's cock when it suddenly opened up and
spurted jet after jet of thick Kip Noll sperm all over Rob's tongue,
filling his mouth with the overwhelming taste of Kip's spunk.

Just before and after Kip's orgasm, this is what he was saying to Rob:
'I'm looking into your eyes and I can tell you're gonna love the taste of
my load when I feed you my hot sperm. You're gonna LOVE it! Here it cums
now, get ready...  I'm cummin'.....  cummin'......  I'm..... gonna.....
CUM..... in your..... MOUTH! Here it is.... take it! Take it all, take my
hot spunky load NOW! Oooh, Ooooooh, Arrrrrggghhhh!!! Arrggghh! Ooooooh!
Taste my sperm. Taste my thick creamy load. Yeah, that spunk tastes good,
don't it? Now swallow it slowly. Swallow my delicious spunky orgasm. Kip
Noll's feeding you his sweet milk, so drink it like a baby! Yeah, how did
you like the taste of THAT orgasm?'

'Oh, oh, Kip! Your spunk tastes delicious, it's so thick and sweet. The
food of the gods! I came my lot as soon as I tasted it. Oh thank you,
thank you Kip!' whimpered Rob, as he swallowed the sperm of America's
number one spunk god!

The sweet tangy taste of Kip's semen filling his mouth and throat,
coupled with Kip's filthy talk and his beautiful face, curly blond
hair and blue eyes looking down at him, caused Rob's eyes to glaze over
with sheer LUST as he struggled to swallow Kip's load, and at the same
time Rob shot his own wad high in the air, covering Kip's smooth chest
with cum.

And here Rob was, 30 years later, still sucking cock for a living, still
tasting the pre-cum and throbbing tools of hundreds of gorgeous young
men. He didn't ever want to retire, and hoped he could still be doing
this job, wearing a mask if necessary, when he was 100. Yes, a 100 year
old slobbering on the cock of a handsome 18 year old stud, it sounded
obscene, but that was Rob's dream. After all, he'd have had about 80
year's experience of cock sucking by then. And some men actually prefer
being sucked off by guys who have no teeth, they say it is an amazing
experience.

The Soccer Sucker

The soccer sucker is a job which is never advertised. It is a well kept
secret, and takes place in the footballers' changing rooms at half time.
All that bodily contact with other young men on the soccer field, makes
these guys horny. They can't concentrate on the game, and there's always
the danger when tackling an opponent they'll spunk in their football
shorts, and some might escape down their legs. So a soccer sucker is
employed to give them oral relief between first and second halves of the
game.

Young Eddie is a soccer sucker. He loves football, well not the game so
much as the players. Eddie has sucked the best of them. David Beckham was
the pinnacle of Eddie's short career in the business (Eddie is only just
20). He well remembers going round all the players sucking them off one
by one, but he saved David for last. With 10 loads of soccer spunk in his
belly, Eddie went down on Beckham's beautiful cock as David sat on the
changing room bench with his back against the wall, sighing as young
Eddie brought him to a climax. 'Oh yeah baby! Drink my hot creamy load!'
yelled Beckham as he orgasmed in young Eddie's mouth. With his mouth full
of Beckham's delicious cum, Eddie didn't want to swallow, it was too
precious. So just he savored the flavor of Beckham spunk. David got up
and dressed ready to go back on the pitch, but noticed Eddie still had
his mouth full of his sperm.

'What's the matter, Eddie? Want a permanent souvenir of the occasion?'
Beckham asked the young lad.

'Oh, yes please Mr Beckham,' said Eddie, finally swallowing David's big
load.

'Open your locker!' said Beckham, and Eddie obeyed. Inside was a poster
of David Beckham on the football field. David autographed it for him, but
signed in this way:
'To Eddie, who sucked me off today. You gave me a lovely orgasm, much
better than Victoria. You drank all my delicious spunk, but I know you
wanted to keep it. So I'll give you some to remember me by. Love, David
Beckham xxx' True to his word, after the match David jerked off in the
toilet cubicles and filled a little bottle with his spunk. Eddie took it
gratefully, as Beckham gave him a big snog on the lips. The poster with
its obscene autograph is now on Eddie's bedroom wall, and beneath it on a
shelf is the little bottle labeled 'Beckham's Spunk'. Every nite Eddie
unscrews the top and smells the delicious liquid while jerking off
looking at the poster.

But Eddie still had one ambition. Despite all the soccer stars he'd
sucked off, he was too young to have given oral relief to one of his
heroes: Gary Lineker. But one day, his chance came. Every year there were
awards and prizes to the best soccer sucker. In 2006 Eddie won first
prize, and it was to suck off any footballer, past or present, of his
choice. Eddie chose Gary. To make it more exciting for both Eddie and
Gary, it was done in the TV studios when Gary was giving a commentary on
a match. The viewers saw Gary dressed in a smart suit from the waist up,
talking to the camera. If they noticed certain grimaces, smiles, sighs
and strange expressions it was because, under the desk, Eddie was on his
knees giving Gary oral relief. Gary had his cock sticking out of his suit
trousers like a ram rod, and Eddie was sucking him off. Gary was trying
to concentrate on the match, whilst imagining his wife was giving him the
best blow-job he'd ever had under the table. When he came in Eddie's
mouth, it was all Gary could do to stop himself from screaming his wife's
name and telling her to swallow his load. Instead Gary said to millions
of TV viewers: 'He didn't see that cumming! Right in the mouth of the
goal at the very last minute. It's all over now!' As he said that, Gary
orgasmed in young Eddie's eager mouth. Eddie said afterwards it was some
of the most delicious cum he had ever tasted. He also got an autographed
poster of Gary, signed: 'To young Eddie, who sucked me off in front of
millions of TV viewers. Gary Lineker'.

The Bridegroom Taster

It was an unorthodox wedding chapel in the United States, where else?
Unsuspecting brides, and the equally innocent relatives and friends of
the bride and groom, had no idea what went on in the ante-room just
before the wedding ceremony. There were two ante-rooms. In one, the bride
and groom signed the official register. In the other, the bridegroom
entered alone, or with his best man. One by one all the bridegrooms
getting married unzipped their tuxedo trousers, and the lucky young man
who was the Bridegroom Taster in this wedding chapel, sucked them off. He
had to be quick, as the bride everyone else was waiting outside. But
Jamie, the 18-year old Bridegroom Taster, was an expert cock sucker. With
his long blond hair and pretty face, he looked like a young girl. It
never took the bridegrooms long to unload in his pretty mouth. If the
best man came in with the groom, Jamie sucked him off as well. Sometimes,
with two cocks in his pretty mouth, groom and best man came in his mouth
at the same time. This made judging the flavor of each individual
impossible, so they got rated for their Cum Cocktail. Winning grooms and
best men both got special tie-pins.

Jamie had to give them scores out of 10. Top marks were for the sweetest
or tastiest loads, and 1 was reserved for those who couldn't produce much
sperm, or who'd loads were very bitter tasting. The top scoring
bridegrooms and best men were then awarded a special tie-pin to wear.
A tie-pin with 5 stars in a circle was for the tastiest loads which
scored full marks. Four stars were for those who scored 9, and three
stars for those who scored 8. Jamie could rate bridegroom and best
man spunk instantly, so these circular tie-pins were presented
immediately to the winners, and they wore them as they took their wedding
vows. Little did the brides know that their new husbands had been
unfaithful to them just before the ceremony, and that the little tie-pin
meant they had some of the tastiest sperm in the world. But the
bridegrooms, now husbands knew, and if their new wives didn't oblige with
daily blow-jobs and appreciate their tasty spunk, the wedding chapel made
sure that young Jamie gave oral relief to these winning husbands every
day for a month. By then, of course, the husbands were fully hooked on
being blown by men, and if their wives hadn't learned to carry out their
cock sucking duties, they were either divorced, or stayed married but had
to allow their husbands to seek oral relief elsewhere. The wedding chapel
had a cocksucking lounge next door. where any man, on payment of
yearly club membership and an entrance fee, could get blown thru glory
holes for the rest of their lives.

That brings me on to my last dream occupation for this story:

The Glory Hole Operative.

Most of these were male, some young, some older. The more experienced
ones were often more popular. Since the clients never saw them, it didn't
really matter what they looked like. One old boy of 85 with no teeth was
one of the top cocksuckers, and his glory hole was always popular. Some
girls worked there too, those kind of sluts who can't get enough spunk in
their mouths. All the Glory Hole Operatives, male and female, were fed
gallons of sperm every day from hundreds of different cocks. Their
bellies were swelled with spunk, for many this was all the protein or
food they ever needed. No food but spunk ever passed their lips.


So these are just four of my dream occupations. Can you add any to the
list?