Date: Sun, 9 Aug 2009 12:05:11 -0700 (PDT)
From: B <wasputz2525@yahoo.com>
Subject: Model Part 1

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following, leave now: gay sex, vulgar or harsh language or underage
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Frustrated. Hopeless.  Semi-depressed.  Pissed off. Lonely.  Sort of
homesick.  All of these adjectives described my emotions after another
rejection at what really seemed to be a promising audition.  I seriously
didn't know what to do now and sat with my head down in self-pity.

"Tough day, huh?" I heard a voice.

I looked up and saw a guy who had been at the auditions with me.  "Yea, it
really sucks."

He chuckled, "It's a tough business."

"Tell me about it," I replied.

"Big hopes and dreams, huh?" he asked.

"Too big I guess," I said and stood seeing he was at least being friendly.

"I take it you aren't from here," he said.

"How did you guess?" I said.

"Maybe the accent was the first clue," he smiled.  "Kyle here," he said
with his hand stretched out.

"Faron," I said while shaking his soft hand.

"It's great to meet you.  I can tell you need someone to talk to or at
least I think you do," Kyle said. "For a good looking guy, you look so
sad."

"Thanks, I needed to hear that.  I was beginning to wonder if I even had
the looks for this business," I said.

"Trust me, you have the looks for sure.  You might need some self
confidence though," he said.  "Hey, you wanna grab a coffee down the street
where we can talk more unless...?"

"Sounds good to me," I said quickly at his nice invitation.

Kyle was hot but so were the other guys for the most part at the audition
and every other audition I had partaken.  Competition in this business was
scary good with lots of guys with similar looks.  Before coming here, I
thought I had the looks as well.  My body was in the best shape ever with
hellicious work on my abs and chest.  My hair was dark and cut perfectly.
I am 6 foot tall and straight white teeth thanks to a little work.

Kyle was the typical blond and just a tad shorter than I was but had a nice
tan.  I followed his wiggly ass to the coffee shop a few blocks away.  He
was very gracious and bought a great latte for us.

"Been in town long?" Kyle asked once we found a table and had a seat.

"Two and half months but not much longer to go," I stated.

He looked at me with his big blue eyes, "Why's that?"

"My parents gave me 4 months, basically a college semester to give this a
try.  I'm about fucking sick of this shit," I said in disgust.

"It will wear on you if you're not careful.  Mentality rejections are
rough," he said. "Not one job yet?"

"One piece of shit," I said. "It was a one day shoot for very little.  I
was excited since I snagged it my third audition but nothing since."

"My advice is to keep trying," Kyle said. "I grabbed a nice shoot my first
month.  It just takes one good job and word will spread if it gets the
right exposure and in the hands of the right people in the business."

We continued to talk about the modeling and life.  Kyle was a local guy who
lived in the area so he really didn't have the hardship like I did.  He
also had a good backing as well.

We finished our drinks in short order.  Kyle rose from his chair, "Faron
you wanna hang at a place for a while?"

"Sure," I said. "As I said, I really ain't got no friends here."

Kyle flashed his perfect teeth, "Great.  Try to follow me if you can keep
up."

"Don't go crazy.  I barely know this town," I said.

We left the coffee shop and went back to our cars.  It was hell keeping up
with him but I did through the streets and lights.  He pulled into a decent
building which was better than my place but that's not saying much.  He
waited on me to find a place to park.  I walked up to his second story
apartment and was a little shocked how neat and nice it was.

"Faron, I know some people out there that are always looking for a guy like
you," Kyle said.

"Boy do I ever need a break," I said.

"Well... it's not your typical modeling job though," Kyle said.

"What kind of job is it?" I asked.

"Nude modeling but tasteful at that," he said.

"No way.  I promised my parents no nude modeling," I said.

Kyle laughed, "I thought you would say that but I figured it was worth a
try.  I know how you Southern boys are with your modesty."

"Kyle, I'm not modest in the least but damn.  I don't want my shit all over
the place," I said. "My parents would die if they found out I was out there
with my shit showing for all the world to gawk at."

"Okay, I understand.  It takes a special person to do it," Kyle said.  "Do
you care showing me what you got though?"

"No, not in the least," I said.  I pulled my t-shirt over my brown hair.

"Faron, you do have a great body," Kyle said.  He pulled off his shirt to
compare.  We stood side-by-side.  I had him creamed in the abs department.
He slyly put his hand on my abs.  "You got a fucking great core."

"Thanks.  I worked my ass off for over a year just to come out here," I
said. "I guess I'll be just another hot guy at the beach."

"That you will definitely be," Kyle said.  "Here let me show you my
portfolio."

I sat back down and waited for him to return.  He came back with a small
book and 2 bottles of water.  He flipped it open.  I was impressed with his
pictures and knew I needed to start building one as well.  He flipped
through it and a slow pace.  He stopped at the nude picture of him that was
quite artistic.  "You could do this."

"I could but not just now," I said.

"It really was the easiest money you'll make out here.  They are always
looking for fresh young faces with great bods like yours," Kyle said.

He flipped the page and showed me one of him sucking off some really hot
guy. "Does this offend you?" he asked.

"No not in the least," I smiled.  "The guy is cute."

"He was.  Now that was some damn easy money."

"I bet but no way is anyone photographing me sucking dick," I said.

"Wait til you are filmed getting your ass fucked and sucking dick," Kyle
said. "I did three gay films."

"How was that?" I asked out of curiosity.

"The money was okay.  It really wasn't that bad if you want to know the
truth," Kyle said. "I could do more but I want to get into mainstream
modeling now.  Have you seen any gay porns?"

"Oh yea.  A bunch here lately," I smiled.

"I bet," Kyle said. "Faron, I know you would be perfect for it."

"No I wouldn't," I said.

"What? You got a small dick or something."

"Just the opposite," I smiled.

"That's what they all say," Kyle scoffed.

I had no problems displaying my goods and dropped my shorts.  My boxers
came off next.  I stood there in front of him with my hands on my
hips. "I'm not fucking lieing."

"Fuck no you weren't," Kyle said. "How big is it hard?"

"Oh about 9 inches on a good day," I said.

Kyle reached his hand down and lightly touched my cock.  I smiled at him
and felt him grab it.  His other hand was on my abs and rubbing them.  "You
mind me doing this?" Kyle quietly asked.

"No or else I would have told you," I said just as quiet and with a big
smile.  My hand found his chest and ran down his trim body.  Kyle pulled
his shirt off and let me freely touch his soft smooth skin.

"OOO Faron," Kyle sighed at my touch. "Feels great.  You really have got
the touch."

I was thinking the same with my cock growing with soft strokes.  Kyle
leaned over and pressed our lips together.  I gasped but enjoyed the
feeling of his soft lips.  My hand went down the front of his jeans and
found his cock since his hand was on mine.  We broke the kiss and kissed
again with lots of smacking.  Kyle broke what was a great long wet kiss
that had me wanting more and more.  He kissed my chest, sucked my small
nipples and licked down my abs.  He returned to my mouth while I was doing
all I could to get him naked as well.

"Damn, you're so sexy," Kyle said softly.

"You are too, Kyle," I replied. "You got me so fucking horned up here."

"MMMM... just what I wanted," he said batting his blue eyes at me.  He
pushed off his jeans and got out of his boxer briefs which were designer
brand and so hot.  He gently pushed me to sit on his couch.

I took the seat and spread my legs for him.  He got between them and cut
his eyes up at me.  I rubbed his head and waited to feel his tongue and
mouth on my hard tool.  I feel the wetness and jerked my head back, "OOOO
yes!" I moaned.  He kept licking me with his hand under my nut sac.  He
moved his hand to the base of my tool and massaged my big head with his
tongue.  "Fuck," I moaned over the intense feeling.  He opened his mouth
with his hand still in place.  I tried to gather my senses and get under
control for the assault on my tool.  I ran my hands through his blond hair
while he sucked up and down like a master.  His work was sending me almost
insane with lust.  I had to pull him off before I flooded his hot mouth
full of cum.  I reached under and pulled him.  I stared into his eyes
before ramming my tongue in his mouth.  His hands were all over my back
like mine were.

It was my turn to worship him.  I took my time with Kyle now seated.  His
skin was so soft.  I kissed every curve and hump of his torso before
returning to his mouth.  I dropped down and licked up and down his 6 maybe
7 inch shaft that was extraordinarily veiny.  I took each of his low
hanging balls in my mouth.  There was not a hair in sight except for some
stubble above his cock.  I kissed his hips and cock head before taking his
cut cock in my mouth.  I heard him sigh when I took it in.  This was going
to be a pleasure to suck him off.  I sucked it a little while and started
licking him.  I alternated the technique to the sounds of his sighs and
gasps.  I could feel his hand on my head and on my shoulders.  I loved
looking up at a guy I was blowing to see the pleasured expression plastered
across his face.  I hated the damn stoic look on a guy's face like he was
just sitting there.  I had had those expressions a few times but definitely
not now.

Our eyes were fixated after I stopped and stayed knelt.  I pushed his legs
up for access to his ass hole.  It was a fucking beauty, all pink and
puckered. My finger started the action.

"OOOO fuck yeah!" Kyle screamed.

Just what I wanted to hear from him since I wanted this ass.  I probed his
hole with a saliva covered finger.  There were quick jabs to excite him
which it was definitely doing by the sound of his loud moaning.  My tongue
followed to taste his ass.  It took me some time before I would even
consider rimming a guy but now I loved it.  His ass was so tasty and easy
to enjoy.  My tongue elevated his moaning to the point where he was almost
screaming.

"OOO Faron, fuck me! I want your big cock!  Just fuck me now!" Kyle said in
lust.

I stopped and greeted his mouth with a kiss.  I spat on my cock before
running up his ass crack.  The anticipation was undeniable on his
face. "Fuck me!" he screamed.

My hard throbbing cock was at his hole.  He opened up and took it in.  I
watched his face and studied it.  There was first a shot of pain from my
size followed by elation.

"Feels so good," Kyle moaned with his head thrown back.

"Great ass," I stated and slowly went deeper into his body.

"OOO fuck yeah!" Kyle moaned in almost squeal.  It was music to my ears.  A
guy who wasn't afraid of my size or shied away from it.  "I want it all in
me," he said with his teeth clasped together in lust.

I pushed his legs further up and went deep.  Kyle pushed his ass back to
take me.  Another great sign.

"Now fuck my ass!" Kyle said. "Fuck it hard like the bitch I am."

"I will," I said.  I started rocking back and forth.  My cock slipped out
and another stream of saliva hit it.  He gasped again with me going in him.
I leaned forward to drive my hard cock and make him feel every bit of me.
He emitted a sound between a groan and scream.  His various tones were
driving me insane and fueling my lust and desire to fuck his ass.  I
slapped his ass and fucked him a nice pace.

His hands were on my back and pulled me closer, "Kiss me while you fuck me
with that big fucking cock."  His tone was pure animalistic and much to my
liking at this point.

I pressed my lips against his.  Our skin was slapping together with Kyle
moaning in my mouth.  I pulled back and slipped from his hole.  He pushed
me away and leaned over the couch.

I went back in him harder and heard him scream, "OOO fuck yeah!"  I grabbed
his waist and repeatedly slammed my cock inside him.  His moans and screams
were ringing off the wall.  It was the undeniable sound of hot sex
occurring which I loved.  I leaned over and nibbled on his neck to slow the
pace down before I came.  I wrapped my arms around his chest and returned
to pounding his hole.  I pulled him up.  Kyle turned for a kiss, which was
great and lots of tongue.

"Fuck, you feel so good in me," Kyle said with his body almost like a rag.

"Your ass is incredible," I replied and kissed him again.  My hand slid
down his torso to find his cock.  I wanted him to nut with me buried inside
him.  Now our bodies were pressed together with both of us started to feel
the heat.

He turned his head, "Please don't cum in me."

"I won't," I said and continued at a good pace.

With one hand jacking him off, the other ran up and down his torso.  My
cock was pulsating and driving him still wild.

"OOOO shit!" Kyle screamed.  The moment I wanted was here.  I felt his ass
tighten.  He grabbed his shirt to bust his cum in.  I could feel him
shooting shot after shot.

I pulled out of him.  With a few strong tugs, my load was splattered all
over his back.

Kyle turned around with cum running down his back.  He gave me the hottest
kiss of this entire day.  My hand could feel my cum on his back. He broke
the kiss and put his head on my shoulder.  "Faron, you are one hot fuck!"

"I loved it and needed it," I replied. "You are a great fuck too."

He grabbed my hand and led me to shower.  We both needed it now and enjoyed
the closeness of his shower.

Cleansed and refreshed, I dried him off while he dried me off.  We headed
back to his living room to find our clothes that were scattered in the
floor.

I dressed and knew my time was up.  He sat me down.  "Faron, honestly, I've
never done a porn flick.  I played it up because I wanted you.  I'm sorry
to have misled you."

I chuckled, "It's cool Kyle.  You were testing me, huh?"

"Precisely," he smiled.

"Next time just ask," I returned the smile.

"Seriously, you would be very sought after in the porn industry," Kyle
said.

"Maybe I would but not now.  I'll keep going to auditions and see what
happens."

"Be patient.  Show em that Southern charm and it will happen.  I just know
it will."

"Thanks, I need a boast plus that great fuck," I said and leaned for a
kiss.

"I almost got more than I bargained for," he smiled. "Now you know where I
live, don't be a stranger."

I stood to leave, "I won't."

He grabbed a pen for us to exchange numbers.  "If you're free, I would love
a real date with you sometime.  We sort of went about this backwards."

"We were both horny and needed a guy," I smiled. "As cliché as it sounds,
I'll call you later."

"You fucking better," he said. "I really do like you and think maybe we
could have something started."

"I like you too and appreciate everything.  I think we've had a great
start."

He followed me to the door.  The kiss was passionate and a great end to
what started out as a shitty day.  Once inside my car, I saw I had missed
three calls, all from my agent.  I called him back to see what was so
urgent.  I listened to him speak about a call back for a job I auditioned
for a month ago.  Now I was pumped but nothing was assured other than
another look.  Things were definitely getting betting.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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