Date: Wed, 16 Sep 1998 21:38:32 EDT
From: TheoNorth@aol.com
Subject: LDR 10

WARNING: The following is a work of fiction containing (hopefully) graphic
descriptions of sex between any number of willing men. If this sort of
material offends you, you shouldn't be reading it. If you are too young to
read this sort of material, you shouldn't be reading it. If however, you
are of age and you're sitting in your dorm room and no one else is around
and you can't figure out why you get a hard-on every time your best buddy
drops his shorts and heads to the shower...read on my friend.

This story is fictional. Any similarities between the men in this story and
the men that you know are purely coincidental, although the author wouldn't
mind hearing about them himself.

Granted, actual male celebrities are included among the characters in this
chapter. Still, the story is fictional and is merely a product of the
author's imagination. No implications are made regarding the actual sexual
preferences or activities of these "guest stars." Also, the author realizes
that the actors named probably never attended St. Winston Academy this is
made even more unlikely due to the fact that St. Winston's is FICTIONAL.
Get it?

Comments may be sent to TheoNorth@aol.com

Constructive criticism will be accepted. Praise will be absorbed. Flames
will be ignored.

Now, without further ado . . .


                           LeaDR HOUSE
                          by Theo North


                            Chapter 10
               in which Randy shoots for the stars

Randy could hardly believe his good fortune. He was going to be in THE show
of the theatre season.

Each year, the theatre program at St. Winston Academy stages an alumni
show. Graduates who have gone on to build successful careers in film or
television or on the stage are invited back to star in a play at their alma
mater. The show usually runs for one weekend, playing to packed
houses. Proceeds from the show fund theatre, music and art programs for the
rest of the year. The lure of "giving back to St. Winston's" and the strong
loyalty which so many alumni feel for the school has resulted in some
pretty stellar casts for past shows.

This year's line-up was typical, but impressive nonetheless: an
up-and-coming actor who had yet to find a leading role to show off his
comic talent, a young man who was probably more "celebrity" than "actor,"
and a MAJOR A-list star.

Hank Azaria had agreed to come back and perform in this year's show. The
students all knew the comic actor: The LeaDRs and many others on campus
made a Sunday night ritual of sitting around the TV to watch "The
Simpsons," and each week Azaria's voice work cracked people up.  Randy also
owned a video copy of "The Birdcage." Even after watching it over and over,
Hank Azaria as the outrageously dressed, faux-Cuban, houseboy left Randy in
stitches. The young man even enjoyed "Godzilla" just for the fun of
watching Azaria pump some humor and irreverence into the FX-heavy, summer
schlock-fest. On top of that, Randy thought Azaria was cute as could be,
and seeing him in a tux at the Oscars last year with
girlfriend/partner/whatever Helen Hunt had made Randy more than just a
little hot.

Jason Priestley was signed on for this year's show. Randy didn't know what
to think of that. The guy had spent most of his career on the TV show
"Beverly Hills 90210." Randy seldom saw 90210 but he knew that it wasn't
exactly a showcase of fine acting. For christ's sake, Tori-fucking-Spelling
was on the show. Randy heard that Priestley had left "90210" after last
season.  He had starred in some art-house film over the summer and was
looking to "redefine" himself in the entertainment community.

And then ... oh man, Randy could hardly believe it. Kevin Spacey. God damn
Kevin Fucking Spacey was going to be in this year's show. Randy had been a
Spacey fan for a long time, but after seeing him in "The Usual Suspects" he
was convinced the man was one of the most incredible actors working
today. "L.A. Confidential" confirmed that thought for him and added a new
insight: Spacey possessed a smoldering sexuality that left the college boy
squirming in his seat. Spacey's erotic allure was more blatant in "Midnight
in the Garden of Good and Evil."  Watching that film, Randy knew exactly
WHY the film's producers had changed the narrator from a gay man (which he
was in real life) to a straight man. If the narrator had been gay, they
would have had to film a very hot love scene between Spacey and John
Cusack, because it was obvious that no gay man could resist the intense
sexual heat radiating from Kevin Spacey.  (Granted, Randy wouldn't have
minded watching a sex scene between Spacey and Cusack, but he had a feeling
it wouldn't really play in Peoria.) Spacey, in addition to being a graduate
of St.  Winston's, was a LeaDR alumnus. Some nights, Randy just looked
around the house and imagined what the place was like when Kevin Spacey
lived there, partied there, slept there . . .  and other things.

There was to be one other actor in the alumni show. Matt LeBlanc, of the
television series "Friends," was originally to be in the cast. About a
month before rehearsals, though, LeBlanc called to say he couldn't be in
the show: he had to reshoot some scenes for his sitcom and there was no way
he could make it back to campus for rehearsals. (Secretly, Randy thought
LeBlanc backed out from a combination of jealousy and cold feet. First,
Matt's role was the smallest in the play having only three short
scenes. Second, the character he was to play was Priestley's lover. He was
required to kiss Jason full on the mouth and, in two of his three scenes,
his character was nude.)

With no time to negotiate for another acting alumnus (and running seriously
short of successful, young, male graduates to play the role), the show's
director decided to hold auditions and cast a current student. Randy had
gone to auditions because it was too great an opportunity to pass up after
all, the big-name cast annually drew lots of attention from the national
media and the audience was guaranteed to include the actors' agents and a
handful of producers, directors and other show-biz professionals. Randy
didn't really think he would get cast, though, because he was only a
sophomore and there were plenty of male upperclassmen in the program who
usually got the leads.

So at 9 a.m. the next morning, the young actor was as shocked as anyone
when the cast list was posted and his name was on it. He stared at the
bulletin board in utter disbelief. Around him, he could hear some of the
other actors cursing. He even heard a few of them saying Randy got the role
not because of his talent, but because of his looks. To be honest, Randy
didn't care. First of all, he reasoned, that's show biz. And second, he
thought gleefully, "I'M going to be on stage with Kevin Spacey, Hank Azaria
and Jason Priestley and THEY are NOT. Hahahahaha"

				    ***

Rehearsals were intense. Randy was used to college productions where the
cast had five weeks to rehearse and mount the show. Because of the tight
schedules of the returning alumni, they had one week to put the play
together. Rehearsals went all-day and the cast worked hard.

The play was a tale of greed and betrayal in Hollywood. Jason played a
young hustler who attempts to scam a pair of fast-talking Hollywood agents
played by Kevin and Hank. Randy played Jason's lover the young innocent who
gets caught up (and ultimately destroyed) in the web of deceit the others
weave.

It was a very "talky" play and, even in his small role, Randy had a lot of
lines to learn. Unlike other shows he had been in, Randy was required to
have all his lines memorized by the second day of rehearsal (which meant he
had to start memorizing before rehearsals even began). He was impressed
that the other three performers had their lines down word-perfect on the
second day.

As the week went on, Randy gained a new level of respect and appreciation
for Jason Priestley.  He realized it was unfair to think of the young man
as "that guy from 90210." As rehearsals progressed, Randy saw that Jason
was a hard-working actor who was not afraid to challenge himself and to
take on "tough" roles. "Besides," Randy thought, "If Aaron Spelling came
along and offered me a lead role in a television series, I can't say that
I'd turn it down, either."

Adding to Randy's feelings was the fact that Jason turned out to be a
super-nice guy. Randy was afraid that the three professional actors might
keep to themselves during breaks in rehearsals, but Jason was always the
first to call Randy over and bring him into the conversations with Kevin
and Hank.

In all, it was an incredible week for Randy. He learned more about the
craft of acting and the business of surviving in Hollywood and New York
during that week than he would have in four years of classes.

				    ***

Wednesday afternoon, the cast went through their first dress rehearsal
. . . which for Randy meant an "undressed" rehearsal. Randy wasn't ashamed
of his body he worked hard to keep in shape and he knew that others
appreciated his lean, muscular build and his hairy chest. And, between
locker rooms and LeaDR House, he knew that his cock was nothing to be
ashamed of. Still, he had never been naked on stage before, in front of an
audience, and the first dress rehearsal was a bit nerve-rattling for him.

(Being on stage, of course, Randy couldn't see the reaction triggered by
his well-built, hairy body and his 8-inch long, beer-can thick
cock. Watching from the wings, Kevin Spacey's jaw dropped.  Hank Azaria
whispered, "Jesus Christ!")

On stage, Jason Priestley never missed a beat as Randy strolled in and
flopped on the couch, totally nude. While delivering his lines, though, the
young actor took every opportunity to check out the body of the college
stud. In accordance with the script, Randy stood up to make his exit, and
Jason grabbed him, pulled him into a tight embrace, looked into his eyes
and locked lips with him. Jason slipped his tongue into Randy's mouth
something he had not done during the other rehearsals. For just a moment,
Randy stopped thinking of himself as a character and realized he was stark
naked on a stage kissing Jason Priestley. During that moment Randy tensed,
his shoulders and back stiffened and he stopped responding to the
kiss. Jason released him, gave him his exit cue, and watched him walk out
the door with a smirk that may or may not have been in character.

				    ***

The dress rehearsal went well and the director was very pleased as was the
cast. They still had all day Thursday and Friday morning to rehearse, but
it was clear that they had a hit on their hands.

In the dressing rooms after rehearsal, Randy stripped out of his costume
and stepped into the small, communal shower to wash off the make-up and
sweat. Jason followed him into the shower room.

"Hey, Randy, I'm sorry about that. I didn't mean to upset you," Jason said.

"What?" Randy asked.

Jason blushed. "You know. Um, during the kiss? When I slipped you the
tongue? I could tell you were freaked out. I was just in character and it
seemed like the right thing to do but, well, I'm sorry . . ." His voice
trailed off.

"Don't sweat it. It shook me up for a minute, I admit. I kinda forgot to
stay in character. My bad.  But it'll be fine next time. I'll be ready for
you," Randy said and winked at his co-star.

"Cool."

"Besides, it's not like you're the first guy to slip his tongue down my
throat," Randy said.

Jason grinned. "Oh yeah?"

Randy smiled back. "Yeah."

Jason strolled over to Randy's shower head. "Maybe we need to practice that
kiss a little more.  You know, just to make sure that you don't freak out
next time."

"That's a good idea," Randy said, grinning. "Is that what you pros' do?"

"Oh yes, professionals rehearse and rehearse until they get it just right,"
Jason said, laughing at the corny turn of their pick-up patter. Then he
took Randy into his arms and kissed him under the warm spray of the
shower. He slid his tongue into the college stud's mouth.

"Mmmmmm...that was nice," Randy said. "I was prepared for it this time."

"So I just need to warn you beforehand if I'm gonna make any new moves,
huh? Like, I should warn you that the next time I kiss you, I'm gonna pinch
your nipple," Jason said. Then he did just as he promised.

Randy moaned, against Jason's lips as the prime-time soap stud worked his
tits to hard little nubs. Jason backed Randy up against the tile wall and
continued to paw at his body. He could feel the sophomore stud's giant cock
against his belly and, using the soap suds for lube, began to rub his abs
up and down along the shaft. For his part, Randy was running his hands up
and down Jason's back and squeezing the star's small, firm buns.

"God, you are hot," Jason gasped, coming up for air.

"So are you," Randy said. "Are you gonna fuck me?"

"No, he's not going to fuck you . . . I am," said a deep voice from the
entrance of the shower room.

The two young actors looked up to see Kevin Spacey and Hank Azaria staring
at them.

At the sound of Kevin's voice, Randy's over-stimulated cock shot a load of
cum against Jason's abs and chest. He did not, however, go soft.

"Damn, he's still hard. Were we ever that young?" Kevin joked with Hank.

"Oh sure we were. In fact, when I was Randy's age, William Hurt did the
alumni show .... That man banged my ass all night and I never went soft
once!" Hank said.

"Braggard!" Kevin laughed.

"Damn right! If you'd fucked William Hurt all night, you'd brag about it
too!"

"Actually, I did," Kevin smirked. "Only I was on top."

"You dog!" Hank roared and the two men laughed.

"You guys gonna do your comedy routine all night or you gonna get in this
shower?" Jason interrupted them.

"Oooh," Kevin said. "I think we've been issued a challenge."

"Well, I'm up for it!" Hank said.

"Yeah, I can see that," Kevin responded.

Finally, Randy and Jason just grabbed the two older studs and pulled them
into the shower room.  It was a small space designed with only two
showerheads so with four men crammed inside there was a lot of body
contact. Soapy, slippery flesh pressed against more flesh. Cocks rubbed on
thighs and across tight asses. Hands sought out fur-covered pecs, meaty
balls and soft, warm rears. Fingers explored tight assholes and wrapped
around turgid cocks. Tongues went into mouths and ears. Mouths sucked on
fingers and meaty tits. And the warm spray of the showers rained down on it
all.

Randy leaned forward to lick out the musky sweat of Hank Azaria's
armpit. With one hand he grabbed the actor's thick bicep and pinned it
above the stud's head. His other hand played with Hank's nipples. Hank was
moaning like mad, but Randy wasn't sure if it was because of his efforts,
or because Jason was squatting behind Hank, shoving his tongue up the
actor's ass.

Then, something big forced its way up Randy's ass and pushed all the air
from the young man's lungs. Randy collapsed forward against Hank and gasped
as his asshole adjusted to the sudden invasion it had just
experienced. Once his nerve endings realized what had happened, they
started to scream and Randy let out a yell to match them.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaoOOOOOOOOOOH!" Randy cried out.

"Oh, fuck kid. It's been a long time since I fucked a hot piece of LeaDR
ass," Kevin said as he crammed his cock into the boy's hole. "I'm glad to
see that the fraternity is still selecting only the best."

"OH JESUS!" cried Randy at the realization of so many of his
fantasies. "FUCK ME! Christ, Kevin, FUCK my ass. Please sir!"

Kevin's thick, hairy cock speared in and out of Randy's hole. The sophomore
had a round, firm ass that many had drooled over. However, because of his
incredible cock, Randy usually found himself topping other guys. Despite
his great looking ass, Randy was relatively inexperienced as a
bottom. Feeling Kevin's thick cock spreading his rear wide open, though,
Randy thought it was a position he could get used to.

"OOOOOOOOOhhhh, MAN!" he screamed. "FUCK ME! JESUS!!"

As Randy screamed, another voice began a soft but urgent whimper: "Oh god
... oh god ... oh god fuck me... Mmmmmmmmmph." Randy looked up to see Hank
bent over with his hands braced on the tile wall. Behind him, Jason was
sawing his young cock in and out of Azaria's butt. "OH GOD that is fucking
good!" Hank groaned.

"Damn right . . . you like my hot cock up your tight man-ass? Huh, buddy?"
Jason grunted.

"FUCK YEAH!" Hank moaned.

Randy was moaning as well. He bent forward and, in the small shower room,
he found himself bent over the Hank's back. He watched Jason's cock
plunging in and out of the tight little hole and imagined that he was
looking at his own asshole watching Kevin's cock sliding in and out of
himself, even as he felt the thick meat stretching his guts. "OOOOOOOOOOH!"
he wailed.

"Damn, Jas, we got a couple of hot cockhounds here, huh?" Kevin asked.

"Fuck yeah!" Jason responded, driving a particularly harsh thrust deep into
Hank's ass.

"Yeah . . . well you . . . ungh . . . just wait . . . until . . . ungh
. . . Randy and I . . . ow! . . . get . . .  on . . . top!" Hank swore
between gritted teeth.

"Fuck man! I want to see who's gonna take Randy's monster up his ass!"
Jason laughed.

Kevin and Hank exchanged a silent look in the shower. Then, in one move,
Kevin pulled his cock out of Randy's rear and Hank extracted himself from
Jason's meat. The two quickly grabbed Jason . . . each grabbing one of his
arms and bending the kid forward.

"There you go, Randy, shove that horsecock up this Beverly Hills ass!"
Kevin laughed.

"WHAT??!" Jason cried out. "NO WAY! LET ME GO YOU FUCKERS!"

Hank laughed. "Come on Randy. Show us what you can do with that thing."

"NO!!!!" Jason called out.

"Ignore him," Kevin said. "He likes to pretend he doesn't want it, but he
does. He just gets off on being forced.' Don't you, Jas?"

"No," Jason said queitly. "Really, please Randy, please don't fuck me with
your big, hard cock.  Please don't shove that giant meat up my
ass. Please."

"See," said Kevin. "He's practically begging for it . . . in his
way. Everyone in Hollywood knows he likes to play this game."

"He's the one who does this?" Hank asked.

"Yeah," said Kevin, looking at Hank questioningly.

"Oh. . . . Huh. . . .," Hank looked confused. "I thought it was Jason
Patric that got off on being forced . . . hmmmm. Oh well, he didn't seem to
mind too much afterward."

Kevin looked at the other man and bust a gut laughing. "AFTERWARD?? Did you
force-fuck Jason Patric?"

"Maybe," Hank grinned.

"You dumbfuck. Jason Patric likes to be tied down!"

"OH! Well, I can never keep them straight. There are too many damn Jason's
in Hollywood!"  Hank laughed.

"Look, it's easy," Priestley said. "I'm the cute one. Jason Patric is the
hairy one and Jason Robards is the old one. Don't fuck him."

By this point all four men in the shower stall were laughing hysterically.

"What the hell were we doing?" Hank asked.

"We were waiting for Randy to shove that beef log of his up the cute
Jason's ass!" Kevin said.  "Come on, boy, the water's going to turn cold on
us in a while."

Randy grinned and stepped up to the plate. He lined his cock up with
Jason's hole. Kevin and Hank each held one of the young, soap-star's ass
cheeks and pulled them open.

"Slide it in there, boy," Kevin said.

"Stuff him!" Hank cheered.

Randy lunged forward and his shaft sank deep into Jason's bowels. Jason's
body stiffened and he tried to stand up or back away from the big cock
invading his rear, but Kevin and Hank held him firmly.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!" Jason screamed.  "AAAAAAAAAAHHH
OOOOOOOOOOHH FUCK FUCK FUCK OOOOOOOOH! DAMN, it's so fucking BIG!!!"

Jason continued to wail, cry and scream and his protests weren't just an
act. The young star had never been so filled with cock. Kevin and Hank
watched with awe and admiration as the two young studs fucked. They stroked
their hard cocks as Randy banged away on Jason's tight rear.

"You're not complaining anymore, huh, Jason?" Randy sneered.

"Oooooooh, no sir," Jason moaned.

"You like getting fucked hard by a college boy? Huh? Huh?" Randy thrust
savagely into Jason's ass providing an obscene punctuation to his taunts.

"Oooh yes sir," Jason gasped.

"Those Hollywood boys just don't fuck you like you need do they? You need
thick, hard-driving college cock, huh boy?"

"Oooooh no sir ... yes sir ... yes ... oh god, fuck me Randy ... fuck my
ass," Jason moaned.

Randy's wide cock pistoned in and out of the actor's tight hole. The nerve
endings in Jason's rear had long-ago short circuited. Pain and pleasure
were now one. Each thrust of the monster cock in his ass sent sparks of
sensation throughout Jason's body. His toes curled. He gritted his
teeth. He tried to remind himself to breathe. The feeling was undeniably
pleasurable . . . just in a very intense way.

"OH fuck guys . . . I'm gonna cum soon!" Kevin panted.

"Me too," gasped Hank whose cockhead was turning purple and coated in
precum.

"FEED ME YOUR COCK!!!!" Randy screamed to Kevin whom he could see was about
to shoot. "I want to swallow your load!"

Without another word, Kevin aimed his meat at Randy's face and the
ass-pounding sophomore swallowed that Hollywood cock deep into his
throat. That was all it took for Kevin.  "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH! GOD that is
so good!" Kevin moaned as he pumped his nuts into Randy's sucking mouth.

Randy never missed a single fuck-thrust into Jason's abused asshole as he
swallowed his idol's juicy load.

"Me next!" Hank cried out and, without waiting for Randy's consent, shoved
his cock into the college kid's mouth. "OOOOOOOOOOOH!" he moaned as his
body shook and jet after jet of white spunk shot down Randy's throat.

And STILL Randy was battering away at Jason's hole.

"GUYS! Guys! Oh god, make him cum, please!" Jason begged. "I can't take it
anymore. It's so good, but, FUCK, it hurts. Make him cum! Please!"

Kevin and Hank both dropped to their knees behind Randy. Kevin took Randy's
balls into his mouth. He sucked the young stud's nuts, pulling them deep
into his mouth and swabbing them with his tongue. Hank sent his tongue to
work on Randy's asshole. He drilled in and out, tongue-fucking the young
college stud as deep as he could reach.

The dual tongue-assault on his nether regions proved too much for Randy.

"FUCK!" he screamed "FUCK! YES! YES!  YES! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!!!!
AAAAAAAAHHHH! OOOOOOOOOOOOH FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!!! Aaaaaaaaaaah" he moaned and
screamed. He bucked and thrashed as his nuts unloaded deep into Jason's
ass.

"YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!" Jason sighed. "Yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes" he
whispered as his own orgasm shook him.

				   *****

Saturday morning, the reviews began appearing for the alumni show. All four
performers were praised including Randy who was delighted to receive a
whole paragraph of favorable mention in one of the New York papers. Another
paper said he was "surely destined to be the next star' produced by the
excellent St. Winston's program."

All the critics commented that it had been a long time since they had seen
a cast work so well as an ensemble.

"Why do you think it is that we work so well as an ensemble'?" Jason joked
in the make-up room before Saturday night's show.

"Rehearsal," Randy said. "Professionals rehearse and rehearse until they
get it just right."

The four men laughed.

"Maybe we better rehearse again this evening," Hank said.

"You're ON!" the others cheered.
				 ********

Cumming up in Chapter 11: It's "Pledge Auction Night" at LeaDR House!