Date: Sun, 10 Sep 2000 21:53:06 -0400 (EDT) From: James Spaydes <j_spaydes@yahoo.ca> Subject: The Agency Part 3 The following contains adult material and shouldn't be read by anyone under the legal age. It will also contain a variety of young male celebrities as characters, this in no way is meant to reflect on the real individuals but is just wishful thinking on my part. I'm not even an actor, this is completely fictional - so just enjoy! I'd love to hear more suggestions. Mail me at j_spaydes@yahoo.ca ****************-------------------------------******************** CHAPTER 3 -- Role Reversals ****************-------------------------------******************** "Mimi, you're such trash" I shot venomously, and was rewarded with a wonderful wounded look in Mimi's eyes. "And you're a jerk" replied Shawn, always Mr. Nice guy. "Why don't we all just relax and try to figure out what to do" suggested the ever perky Belle Black. The conversation continued. My lines complete I just had to stand there under those hot lights and look bored. It was actually quite hard to do; my mind was racing. I couldn't remember the last time I had experienced anything even remotely resembling 'peace of mind'. The morning's events certainly hadn't helped any. What I really needed was some time to sit down and figure things out, cause right now I just felt like I had no control over anything. I finally had a good gig and I wasn't even able to enjoy it properly. Just a couple of days ago I was a heterosexual wannabe actor, and now I was a little slut wannabe actor. I'd gone through training and humiliations and this was only the beginning. And if that wasn't bad enough, I was starting to enjoy it too much. It was weird though, I had been justifying it by just concentrating on the pleasure - and ignoring the masculine source - but then this morning I'd felt a real attraction to Jay. That was more disturbing to me than sucking cock... actually having homosexual thoughts about another man... "And cut! That's a wrap, great work everybody, no need to do it again." It was the director speaking. I shook my head, attempting to clear away my train of thought. "Nice work Mat." The words gave me focus. The director had just praised my work - that was progress, that would take me somewhere. I walked over to him and shook his hand. "Thanks Mr. Johnson" I said in my most unassuming voice. "Please, just call me Jack." "Sure J..Jack, so you really think I did a good job? I mean, it's not like I had all that much to do!" "Of course you did a good job, Steve and Lazlow picked you well" Jack said with a laugh. I recoiled at the words. Fuck, was everybody involved with the Agency? I had been hoping for a genuine opinion, but obviously that wasn't going to happen... "I'm going to recommend to the producers that we put the Brice character on recurring status. I'd like to keep you round here for a little while - that is, if you don't have any reservations..." Fuck genuine opinions I thought, this was even better! A recurring role on Days... that would definitely pay some bills and give me a much needed career boost. "Sure! That would be great" I agreed with too much enthusiasm. I silently berated myself for my lack of cool while Jack had a laugh at my expense. "Good, I should be able to arrange it. For now though why don't you take it easy for a bit. I have some other scenes to shoot and I have to make good time if we're going to get that sunbathing scene in." "Okay I'll go-" I broke off as Jack walked away, already in conversation with other people as they moved over to another set. I blushed at being so casually brushed off. I guess Jack had heard all he needed too... I turned around and saw Jason standing about 20 feet away from me, a smile on his face. He looked like he was planning something... And that didn't make me feel very good about my situation. I'd been hoping to avoid Jason and Jay and try to hook up with the girls for the afternoon, but he was the only young cast member around. He motioned me over to him. I walked over to him slowly, full of dread. "I'm glad to hear you'll be sticking around for a bit" Jason said calmly, with false sincerity. I was sure he was glad, but not for any good reason... "We've got a few hours to spare, he continued, so why don't you stop by my dressing room in about a half hour, give me time to prepare some things." "S..sure" I stuttered, anything but sure. "Good. See you then." And with that Jason left. A production assistant came up to me and asked me to leave the set, shooting was about to begin. I left and grabbed a bite to eat at the catering table. There was no sign of Jay around anywhere and I was somewhat glad about that. This morning had been awkward - that kiss had been so unexpected - but I had welcomed it. I really didn't know where things were headed... but I just knew I didn't want to deal with it right now, maybe ever. Still, it would have been better than dealing with Jason Cook. I grabbed a coke and downed it before checking my watch. It was time to go see Jason... I walked down the hall, looking over the names on the doors until I came to one marked Jason Cook. Jay Kenneth Johnson's room was right next door. I stood facing the two doors for a moment. Here were two men who had both introduced whole new elements into my once comfortable life. Jason, the dominator and Jay the... the... hell I didn't exactly know what Jay represented, but it was certainly very different than the feelings of submission Jason stirred up in him. I reached out and knocked on the door. I heard Jason call out and tell me to come in. Full of apprehension, a trickle of sweat coursing down my back, I stepped into the room. Jason was sitting in a comfortable looking chair in front of a large curtain (a sheet actually) that had been strung up in order to block off the back of the medium size room. Jason was holding a magazine in his lap, which covered his groin. Otherwise he appeared to be completely naked. I gazed at his tanned skin... He had a very light covering of hairs over his chest and a dense patch of fur around his navel. His legs were lightly tanned and quite hairy, leading up to his more sparsely haired thighs... This was not what I had been expecting to see - he looked less threatening naked, but I suppose most people would. Jason tossed the magazine aside and I realized that he wasn't in fact naked after all. He was clad in a black speedo, which seemed to be made of some sort of 'plasticky' fake leather. He got to his feet and I couldn't help but notice how all his muscles moved as he walked. He wasn't too cut; he had a more rugged burliness to him. He made me think of a bear cub... "Welcome to my domain bitch. Thanks for being punctual, that's a good sign. I've prepared some fun for us this afternoon, and I actually think you'll enjoy it. You have permission to speak, but before you say anything I want to see you naked. Now." I had no idea what he was up to, but I'd learned enough today not to question or hesitate. I quickly disrobed, my mind spinning, wondering what was going to happen. I was glad to note that my dick was completely flaccid; I intended to keep it that way for at least a while. I was resolved to my new lifestyle, but that didn't mean I had to be such a little bitch. "Not as excited this afternoon?, Jason noted with a smirk, I think that'll change soon enough. Before I could say anything he pulled the sheet down to reveal the back of the room. I found myself staring down the length of two pale legs, held aloft my two leather thongs. They were held up and apart, giving me clear view of a puckered pink asshole. I'd never actually seen an asshole before, at least not this much on display. My eyes traveled quickly up the body, the lovely smooth feet with their slender toes, the slightly furred legs, over the top of a smooth six-pack, a nicely defined chest with small pink nipples... and found myself staring at Jay Kenneth Johnson's wide eyes. He had some sort of gag in his mouth - like the ones from Pulp Fiction, part ball, and part leather strap. I couldn't believe what I was seeing... Jay's hands were strapped down to the table he was laying on (his feet were tied to a ceiling light fixture). I could see his light brush of armpit hair, which was damp with sweat. His whole body was damp with sweat... From my vantage point I couldn't see much of his pubic area, his lower body was hoisted too far up, but I could see the bottom of his scrotum, which had only a very little hair on it. I couldn't help but wonder what Jason had planned. There was no room for Jason to bind him up the way Jay was. Maybe he just wanted to let me know what I could expect... "Come closer, take a better look" Jason directed me, and I stumbled forward on wobbly legs. My dick was still flaccid, but I could already feel the beginning sensations of erection. It wouldn't be long till I was sporting wood. As I approached Jay I got a full view of what had been hidden. He had a long slender pale shaft. It was not very thick, but he had at least an inch over me. His pubic hair was shaved into a neat little box and I could see some stubble of newly grown hair around it. My dick lifted slightly off of my balls as the swelling began... "What... what are... what do... what's going on?" I finally asked. "I always think it's important for new bitches to get a taste of the flipside of the coin. It gives you perspective, y'know? In order to fully understand your status as 'bitch' you need to first realize what power is. So this afternoon you and I are going to have some fun with Jay here, who is most definitely the ultimate bitch, aren't ya Jay?" Jason said coldly. Jay didn't say anything in return; he just looked at us helplessly. I wasn't sure about this... but then again it was better him than me. I wasn't sure if I could do this to someone though. Then again, Jay was rock hard (I was too now I realized) so he couldn't be completely against this... "Besides, Jason was continuing, after your little emotional scene this morning, I thought it important to remind both you little bitches about cold hard reality." Our 'scene' this morning... That had taken place behind a closed, locked door... How could Jason have known? Did Jay tell him? Or maybe they'd been monitored... Neither was a very welcoming thought. I ran my hand up Jay's lightly haired leg, feeling the soft hairs run against my sensitive palm. I was greeted by a light moan from behind the ball-gag. I began rubbing his leg more and was rewarded with more moaning in response. I slowly began to work my way further up his leg, working up and inside to his damp nether regions... I pulled my hand away. "Don't stop" came the harsh command from behind me. I placed my hand back on Jay's thigh and starting trailing it down his legs, over his beautiful and smooth feet. I trailed a finger over the arches before working my way back up his other leg. Jay was twisting slightly beneath my touch. I could feel the heat radiating from his flesh, and I could still hear the ecstatic moans escaping his mouth, despite the choking gag. When I got further up his body I realized that his stomach was coated with slick pre-cum, which was oozing from his cockhead. I took in the sight and unconsciously licked my lips. His penis was engorged and had turned a dark pink... I traced a finger through the gism and smeared it up his chest, rubbing it around his small hard pink nipples. Jay trembled in response. I leaned over and, sticking my tongue out, barely made contact with the sensitive tits. This time Jay whimpered audibly. I looked up at Jason to gauge his reaction to my activities. He stood at the end of Jay's body. He'd discarded his speedo and now stood completely exposed. His pubic hair was messier than Jay's but clearly it was also groomed. His cock was wide and short, a big fat veiny sausage, which was slick with pre-cum. The look in his eyes was one of complete lust, and it egged me on. I was filled with satisfaction... I was experiencing the power that Jason had talked about just moments ago... but what Jason didn't seem to realize was that I didn't only have power over Jay, but Jason as well... I had a sudden flash of morals as I wondered if this was right, but it was quickly drowned out by lust. I descended fully on Jay's nipple, giving it a slight nibble, which got a loud muffled whimper in response. The taste of gism filled my mouth and I savored it, running my tongue across his pale flesh and lapping it up. I reached the sensitive tip of his cock and burrowed my tongue into his slit, trying to suck out more sweet love-juice. Jay was thrashing around now, in ecstasy, and I could here Jason issuing a constant moan behind me. No, Jason definitely did not have nearly as much control over the situation as he thought he did. What I wasn't sure about was how to use it to my advantage, or if I should. He did have 'seniority' after all... I worked my way around to Jay's elevated posterior, ducking under the legs. I tongued his scrotum, playing with the balls one at a time and then together. Jason was less than a foot away, next to me on the right, and I could feel the heat from his body. I swallowed for a moment, getting myself ready for what was coming next... I descended down into Jay's cavern, tonguing around his rosebud and pushing it open with my tongue. "Yes... eat it..." Jason moaned. I began to finger the area, pulling it open to get my tongue in deeper. I felt this uncontrollable need to delve ever deeper. Jay encouraged me, trying to arch his back higher to give me more access. Jason encouraged me with his constant moaning. I could see Jason's fat stump just out of the corner of my eye. It was so swollen and ugly that it was strangely beautiful... I reached out a hand and grabbed hold. With one finger still up Jay's ass, then two, I turned to face Jason's cock, licking my tongue across the head, splitting open his slit. He let out his loudest moan in reply, throwing his head back. From my vantage point, now on my knees, I could see that his legs were trembling. I felt a rush of exhilaration at the sensation of having these two young studs at my disposal... With my free hand I scooped some slickness from Jason's cock and rubbed it into Jay's crack, lubricating his hole. "Oh yeah, open that bitch up" Jason moaned in approval. A sudden evil thought occurred to me, and before I could even consider it, I was on my feet and staring at Jason's lustful face. I could here Jay whimpering at the loss of contact behind me. "No, you." I said. A look of defiance appeared briefly on Jason's face but he was too far gone to put up a fight. I placed one hand on the back of his head and guided him towards Jay's lubricated and ever-stretching cavity. Jason fell weakly to his knees. I pressed his face into Jay's ass and he began tonguing it frantically. Jay reacted to the newcomer with fervor. Moaning loudly. I left Jason to his activities and walked over to Jay. I unfastened his gag and immediately ecstasy started pouring out. Moans and sighs, and exclamations of 'oh yes'. His dick was fully engorged now and a dark scarlet in color. My own was gaining a purple hue... I pressed it to Jay's mouth and he lashed out at it with his tongue. The sensation was wonderful... I shoved more of it into his mouth and felt his tongue dance along its length. Whatever reservations I'd been having this morning were a distant memory. Hell, they were no memory at all. I was completely in the throws of lust. To hell with reservations... I plunged further into Jay's moist wet mouth. I had to get up on the table and straddle his thin chest in order to do. Soon I was pumping regularly into his enthusiastic mouth. I became aware of grunting coming from behind me and turned to see Jason standing, and plowing his thick stump into Jay's tight ass. Wet juice sprayed across my ass as Jay climaxed, overwhelmed by this double treatment. I was having a great time, consumed by lust, but part of my mind was still active. It was the part that had drawn Jason into this game. I knew that I should take advantage of Jason's momentary weakness while I could. I would be sticking around Days for a little while, and if I were then I wanted to be in control of my own situation... I got off of Jay, pulling my dick from his mouth. The look in his eyes was now one of complete submission, and of loss as I pulled away my tool. I put a finger to my lips to tell him to remain quiet. I padded over to Jason, who as caught up in his love making, grunting and moaning. I came up behind him and wrapped my arms around his slick chest, running my hands up and down his body, massaging his hairy ass cheeks. I kissed and licked his neck, savoring the taste of sweat. I was slowly putting more pressure on his body, causing his weakened body to lean further into Jay. His thrusts were coming less often, and finally he fell forward onto Jay, his cock buried up deep inside. It was Jason's ass that I was staring at now. It was quite white compared to the rest of his body, and covered lightly with hair. I ran my fingers through it, kneading his cheeks, squeezing them. I pried them apart and stared at his little rosebud. I looked up and saw that Jay was smiling in approval at me. He nodded his head and I grabbed hold of my swollen and wet dick. I placed it at the entry of Jason's canal. He moaned what could have been a very weak 'no' but I ignored him - pressing inward. He moaned again, and this time it was definitely a resounding 'yes'. I began to fuck him slowly, easing my way in and out. I was glad to be in control, and was taking a certain perverse satisfaction in it, but still, I was no monster and I hadn't really prepared him for this... I heard Jay gasp, and looking down I could see cum leaking out of his ass as Jason erupted within him. It was all the encouragement I needed to pick up my pace. I plunged in and out at an ever increasing pace, building up the force of my thrusts. Soon loud slaps rang out in the room as my thighs smacked into Jason's soft round ass. His moans had become whimpers. His eyes were squeezed shut, but after one particularly hard thrust they sprang open. He looked back at me, and the look in his eyes filled me with cocky satisfaction. It was submission I saw there, a purely infantile trust. He had given himself to me. With a gasp I felt myself letting loose inside of Jason's warm insides. My spunk was flying. Pulling my cock out, I squeezed out more juice, sending it showering down over Jason and Jay's naked bodies. Jason had a large glob of it running down his face, which he licked at feebly. Several lines stretched across Jay's chest, right up to his chin. It was an odd sight to see these two soap studs, lying naked on top of one another on a table, bathed in milky white fluid - one of them still strapped down to a table! The full extent of what had just happened was quickly dawning on me, and I felt feelings of lust, fear and arrogance battle around in my mind and heart. For the time being, arrogance won out. If this is what climbing the totem pole will be like, I thought, then I'm going to have one hell of a time. Jason had regained his feet. He had a dumbfounded look on his face. Clearly the full extent of what had just happened was dawning on him too. I had to keep on the offensive I knew... "Jason, clean us up would you?" I asked, but my tone was more one of an order. "Y.. yes. Yes sir" he replied after a moment. With his head bowed down in resignation he began to lap up the mass of cum which had pooled on Jay's stomach. It was a mixture of Jay's own and mine. Jay had a look of satisfaction and contentment on his face. He winked at me and threw me one of his charming smiles. I didn't respond. I was undecided as to what our relationship would be... Jason, finished with Jay's body, moved on to Jay's leaking ass, slurping up his own cum. He finished by licking Jay's cum off my ass and my own from my oozing cock. When he was done he stood up, unsure what to do. I wasn't sure what to do either. This was all new to me... In the meantime I undid Jay's bindings. He smiled in response and when he was free he tried to give me a kiss, but I pulled away. I turned away from the look of hurt in his eyes. He went and stood next to Jason, they both had their eyes on the floor. What a weird position I had suddenly found myself in. I supposed they were expecting orders... I was about to tell them to get cleaned up and dressed (and was going to head back to my dressing room to do the same) when suddenly I heard the door unlock and watched in horror as it swung open! Two figures stepped into the room. The first was Victor Kiriakis, well actually it was John Aniston, but Aniston had played the role of the villainous Kiriakis for so many years it was difficult to think of him as anything but Victor. The other, following a step behind was Austin Peck, who played the character of Austin Reed. Peck closed the door behind them. Neither seemed at all surprised by the sight before them. Clearly the 'others' had arrived. I looked over at Jason and Jay, and both were trembling at the sight of the new arrivals, although their attention seemed to be more focused on Aniston. Aniston looked like a hard man. His steely gray hair and mustache and his imposing frame made him a real presence. There was not a sign of the soft loveliness that his daughter, Jennifer, was famous for. Austin on the other hand was pale and his skin looked soft despite his impressive frame. "Nicely played boy" Aniston said, sizing me up. More so than even with Steve I felt completely objectified. I wasn't sure what to say, and in any case, Aniston had shifted his attention away from me to the other two naked young men in the room. He continued to glare at them, as if expecting something. In unison, the boys sank to their knees. He returned his gaze to me and his eyes bored right into my soul. I felt small and inconsequential. My high, the rush of power, from just moments earlier evaporated as I sank to my knees. Aniston nodded slightly in approval. "Jason, Jason, Jason... what ever am I to do with you. Your assignment was simple, but you let a new newbie, a rookie, make a fool of you. I thought you showed promise, but clearly you are nothing but the lowliest of bitches," said Aniston, his voice steel. Jason shrank under the quiet force of Aniston's words and stare. He looked like a child, and suddenly I actually felt pity for him. This was my fault I knew, and I couldn't help but be scared at how Aniston would react to my having overstepped my boundaries. "You, Matthew, show promise. But you will need to learn your place. As far as I am concerned, for the rest of your stay here, these two little sluts are yours to do with as you please. You've earned that right. But you will also come to realize that for every step up you take in this organization, there will have already been many others who have already taken it... Now, the three of you will come to my apartment tonight, for some 'basic training', but for now get cleaned up and dressed. You're wanted on the set. I'll see you at 8:00pm sharp." Aniston was greeted with a chorus of 'yes masters' before turning and leaving. With the two other men gone, a silence fell over the room. Finally we all got to our feet. None of us were in a very talkative mood. The pleasurable hour we had just spend together no longer mattered... It had had an effect though... the looks I was getting from Jay and Jason were full of resentment and anger. They clearly weren't too thrilled at having been placed under my 'command'. Things were just getting increasingly complicated...