Date: Wed, 10 Aug 2011 15:31:35 -0600
From: Brant Higgins <brantcock@gmail.com>
Subject: Stepping Into The Spotlight - Chapter 18

I will be out for several days, so here's the last chapter for about a
week.  Enjoy.  Still would love to hear from all of you!!  Email me.

- Brant


Chapter Eighteen


Later on that afternoon we shot the scene where Chris fucked me. We started
the scene with our clothes on in the "bedroom" on the set. We started with
making out and little by little took each other's clothes off. Of course we
were both as hard as we could get with both the anticipation and the ways
we were playing with each other's cock. Chris eventually got me on my knees
and elbows on the bed and started licking my ass and then playing with
inserting some fingers. After working my hole a while with fingers and
occasionally playing with my cock, he told me he was going to fuck me every
way possible.

Chris: "Ready stud?"

Me: "Uh huh....uhhhhhhhh"


He entered me the first time doggie style and fucked me good and
slow. Eventually we flipped over with me on my back on the edge of the
bed. He fucked me on my side on a large ottoman next to the bed. And I rode
his cock while he layed on his back on the bed. I was dying to cum with so
many different positions working me up more and more. There was a couple of
times I almost did, but he sensed it and would stop and change
position. Chris was good at topping.

Chris finally came after about 15 minutes while I was on my back on the
edge of the bed. He pulled out, ripped off the condom, jerked himself a
couple times and blew his load across my stomach and up to my chest and
neck. He was covered with sweat. I grabbed his cock and felt the last of
his load ooze out onto my hand as his cock softened a bit. Chris leaned
forward to kiss me. "You, stud, are a great fuck", Chris told me. "I want
to do this again, just us, no cameras and cum inside you. Let's go take
care of you now."

We headed to the shower, my hard cock leading the way. After the camera
were set up outside the shower Chris sat down on the floor, pulled my hips
toward his face and began sucking me off. I was so close to blowing from
getting fucked for so long that I didn't last long. I came on his face, his
head against the shower wall, one hand holding his head in place, the other
bracing myself against the shower wall. With cum all over his face, Chris
jacked me to get every last bit out of me.

I knelt down and kissed him. Some of my sticky cum transfered from his face
to mine. We got up and clean off, finished the shower and dried off. The
cameras were being moved back to the main set and we went in and got
dressed. Paul came over and congratulated us. "You guys are done - great
job. As far as I'm concerned you've fulfilled your obligations and I
couldn't be happier."

And at that we pretty much decided to leave. As we about to walk out of the
room I went back and grabbed a handful of condoms. Paul, Brian and both of
the cameramen laughed and Paul told us to have a good evening. We hopped
the boat back to the other side and just hung out together. I had an open
return ticket and Chris had wheels. Paul had told us we could stay at the
hotel a couple more nights if we wanted to just enjoy the city. We had
dinner went back to the hotel. We went up to Chris' room and fucked each
other. Then we showered and went down to the hotel bar for a few
drinks. Then we went back up to Chris' room and fucked more. The next day
brought wake up blowjobs, breakfast and then we went out to the Riverwalk
to just hang. Paul had us over for a late lunch.

We got to see some of the video while we were there. The cameradudes had
done a great job. I definitely noticed them but just ignored them and did
what I was doing. Chris had more of a habit of looking at the camera, and
we flipped him shit about it.

We went back over to the city side of the river with Paul for a
cocktail. Then we excused ourselves. I think Paul wanted us to hang out
with him longer, but that night would be our last one together and we
didn't let it go to waste. We fucked and sucked until we couldn't get it up
anymore. Honestly, I lost count at one point how many times I had cum or
been cum in or on in those few days. What a great time.

The next morning we checked out of the hotel. Chris dropped me at the
airport and I flew back home.

**********************************

I never did porn again, though I've considered it many times. It scares
me. I'm afraid I could "lose myself" doing it. I've heard heavy alcohol and
drug use is common and I can see myself falling into that. I think many of
them too end up realizing at some point that the money really isn't that
great and after they're played out and aren't the new hot guy anymore, they
have to turn to something to make a living and if porn is a known part of
their past, then jobs could be hard to find. I just didn't want to take the
risk. Do I regret not doing it? Maybe a little. It would be cool to know
thousands of guys have gotten off watching me and some other dude, or just
me alone (which is probably the case anyway - stay tuned).

Oh, and as far as what happened to Chris...we kept in touch a bit for the
few months following the shoot, then pretty much just lost track of each
other. I did, while writing this, track him down and told him what I was
doing. He has read the entire story on here now and I'm sure he'd tell
everyone he said 'hi'.

TO YOU CHRIS (though not your real name, you know who you are ;) - That was
a ton of fun and I've enjoyed re-living every bit of it. You were a machine
(well, we both were). Good times buddy - good luck man!!!