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Date: Mon,  5 Jun 1995 14:06:57 UTC
Subject: New Story: "Teen Porn Star" (M/M)
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	The following is a work of fiction and contains gay sex. You
may distribute this story electronically, and you may print out
one copy for personal use.  Any other publication of this will
have to be approved of by the author.  Any positive comments are
encouraged.



			    "Teen Porn Star"

			   By Mitchell Knight



	My wife and I had lived in the same neighborhood for over 10
years and in that time I'd watched plenty of kids in the area
grow up and into their roles in life.  Since we had no kids of
our own, my wife and I took a special interest in those living
around us and, in a sense, adopted many of them.  She turned our
basement into a playroom and opened a day care 7 years ago in
order to make official what we'd already been doing basically
ever since we'd moved in.

	The reason Jenna and I didn't have any kids was because it
would be almost impossible for us to do so.  Now whether you
would consider this a medical condition or not I'm not sure.  It
seems like the scientific community is still out on whether
there's a biological reason for sexual orientation, but the fact
is I'm gay.  She and I have had sex maybe three times in the
course of our 12 year marriage, but over this time we've come to
an arrangement that allows us to enjoy life to its fullest.

	We married very young when I hardly knew what was going on in
my head, and I did really love her.  I still love her very much,
and she feels the same way, but for our physical needs we go
outside of the marriage...discreetly.  Our parents don't suspect
a thing, and neither does anyone else.  Jenna doesn't want for a
thing.  My job as a filmographer has been fairly lucrative, and
we have a comfortable life.  The children she cares for more
than makes up for the biological ones we'll probably never have.

	Often when I come home from work one or two of the kids will
still be there, and I enjoy taking them outside on a nice day
and playing ball with them or pushing them on the swing we have
set up in our backyard.  One child that particularly drew my
attention over the years was Peter Westberg.  His family lived
right next door to us, and for several years he'd come over to
our house after school until he was old enough to be by himself.

	I remember how shy he was as a child, and I like to think that
I helped bring him out of his shell by spending some extra time
befriending him.  I got him interested in photography which
helped him out when he got to high school where he now works on
the school paper.  It's good for kids to find something they
like that will get them in with a group of friends.  He'd always
been a little different than everyone else because he had a
little something special that few people his age had.  I've
never been able to put my finger on what exactly it was, but I
always looked out for him and gave him advice as he grew up.

	Peter was a thin child who went through several years of gawky
adolescence, but over the past year I've noticed a real dramatic
change in him.  Now 16, he's got a very nice build to him.  We
still talk quite a bit whenever we run into each other which
happens easily enough since we live right next to each other. 
He's told me that he's on a very strict weight program and works
out every day.  The results are very obvious, and an image from
last week still crops up in my mind whenever I think about him.

	Last Saturday it had been a very hot summer day, and I'd gone
out to work on the yard when I noticed a slim muscular figure
reclining face down on a chaise lounge in the Westberg's yard. 
Only a tight pair of blue Speedos saved this gorgeous figure
from indecency.  It took me a second to realize that this was
Peter.  All his hard work was definitely showing.

	His tan body glistened in the sunlight.  I could see a few
drops of sweat pooling in the hollow of his lower back right
above the Speedos.  My cock responded without my permission,
bulging out in my shorts.

	"Hey, Dennis," Peter called out, waving and smiling once he
opened his eyes.

	Then he was getting up and walking towards me.  This didn't
help the situation in my shorts.  His short brown wavy hair
clung to the sides of his head where the sweat was turning it
darker.  His light blue eyes were slitted against the sun and
combined with the dark tan of his face to give him a sexy rugged
look.  I noticed a little stubble on his face which reminded me
that he was no longer the little boy I'd helped with Math
problems.

	Broad shoulders and hard defined pecs slid into a tapered waist
with rippled abs and a tiny in-turned navel.  Short brown hairs
popped out under his navel and led a trail straight into his
bulging Speedos.

	I don't remember a word of what we said to each other that day,
but that image of his tan muscular teenage body standing in
front of me will probably remain with me forever.  When I saw
him again a week later riding his bike past my house I had
another pleasant flashback.  Peter waved as he passed.  On that
day he was riding without a T-shirt which gave me another chance
to view his sexy tan torso.

	Once he passed I returned to reading the newspaper, but Peter
interrupted me again, showing up on the front lawn now wearing a
white shirt with a Nike logo on the left side.

	"Hey, uh...Dennis," he started.

	"Hi, Peter."

	"Could I talk to you about something?" he asked.

	"Sure," I answered, setting the paper on the table next to my
lemonade.

	Pete plucked at his earlobe with his fingers and looked down at
the ground.  After knowing him for so long I realized he was
nervous about something.

	"What is it?"

	"Uh, could we go for a walk?" he asked, looking back at me.

	"That's fine.  It's such a nice day that sounds like a great
idea," I answered, getting up from my chair.

	We headed east along the street heading away from our houses. 
Peter didn't say anything for a block, but once we turned the
corner he finally piped up.

	"I kind of want to ask you something pretty...personal I guess.
 Well, not personal, but it's kind of a...delicate subject."

	"Go ahead," I urged.

	"Do you know any..."

	"Any?"

	"Do you know any porn directors?" he asked, watching his feet
as they pounded the pavement.

	"Hmmm...I've met quite a few people in the film industry, but I
don't think...oh, yes, I do know a guy who used to," I answered,
adding silently that this person had been a gay porn director,
and I'd also had a brief affair with him several years ago, but
I figured Peter didn't need to know that.  "Why do you ask?"

	"Because I want to be in porn films," he answered.

	This stopped me dead in my tracks.  I turned to face him and
gave him a penetrating stare.  He avoided my eyes as I asked,
"Are you serious?"

	"Dennis, I really want to.  It's something I've been thinking
about for a long time," he said, finally meeting my gaze.

	In those passionate blue eyes I could see he really meant it.

	"Why?" I asked.

	"There's lots of reasons.  I really like sex, and I think it
would be really fun to do, and I..."

	"What?"

	"I've got kind of a big dick," he whispered.

	We started walking again as I thought about what he'd said.

	"That's why I wanted to talk to you," Pete continued.  "I
wanted to find out if you knew of someone you could hook me up
with so I could get started.  Everything I've been doing for the
past year is because I wanted to do this.  Why do you think I've
been working on my body so much?  It's because I wanted it to
look good for the movies."

	"But Peter, you're only sixteen!"

	"I've got a fake id.  Anybody that asks, I can just show them
that.  They won't know the difference."

	The only problem was that Peter really didn't look very old. 
He looked sixteen if not younger.  I'd seen a few porn films in
my day, and I remembered the disclaimer at the beginning about
how all the actors were over 18 and proof of this was on file. 
Pete might just be able to get away with it depending upon how
good the fake id was.

	"Do you think you could talk to that guy you know and see if he
could get me an audition or something with a director?" Pete
asked.

	"Peter, I don't know that this is such a good--"

	"Please?  I want to do this so much.  I've been working so
hard."

	"Okay.  I'll talk to him, but that's all I'll do for now. 
There's no telling anything will come out of this."

	"Thanks Dennis.  I really appreciate it.  Oh, I suppose there's
one more thing I should tell you."

	"What's that?"

	"Tell your friend that I want to make gay porn."

	I almost fainted dead away.



	After explaining the whole situation to Gregg, only leaving out
the one important age factor, he promised to contact some people
he knew who he thought were still in the business.  He got back
to me a couple days later with this story:

	"I found someone who's willing to see a tape of this guy's work
if he wants to make one.  Just one little sex scene would be
enough.  I can act as the courier too if you'd like."

	"Okay.  I'll talk to him and get back to you.  Thanks Gregg."

	Peter smiled at the news, but then appeared a little worried by
the request.

	"I don't really know anyone who'd help me make an audition
tape...unless..." here he looked at me with puppy dog eyes.

	I groaned.  "Peter, I don't know.  It's fine that nobody else
will know how old you are, but I know."

	"It's just one little tape.  Maybe fifteen minutes.  You won't
get in trouble.  I promise.  Once it's made you can just ship it
off and nobody will ever know that you did it."

	"Okay," I answered.  The throbbing in my crotch told me that I
really couldn't wait to watch Pete's debut.  I was very curious
to see exactly how big this cock of his was.

	"Thanks.  Now I've only got one more problem.  Who will be in
it with me.  I've fooled around with a few friends from school,
but I don't know if any of them would do it on tape.  Look, I'll
call you when I find somebody."

	I nodded.  I went home and started to fantasize about seeing my
hunky teen neighbor make it with another guy.  And I'd be
recording it!



	The call came a few days later.  Pete had found someone, and he
assured me that this guy was legal.  Apparently it was someone
Peter had met at a frat party.  I was beginning to realize that
there was a lot about Pete that I didn't know.

	Then I told Pete about my idea for the setting, and he loved
it.  We agreed to meet at Fisherman's Cove, a secluded little
beach a few miles out of town, that next Saturday.

	It was a beautiful day when I loaded up my supplies.  When I
got to the beach there wasn't a soul in sight, and everything
looked beautiful, just exactly as I'd hoped.  It was going to be
a very sensual erotic experience.

	I'd gotten almost completely set up when Peter and his friend
Tom showed up. I have a feeling Tom wasn't his real name.  He
was a very attractive Ivy Leaguer type guy only three years
older than Pete.  He was a couple inches taller than Pete,
standing at about 6 feet.  "Tom" had short blond hair styled
very conservatively and pale green eyes.

	He didn't say much as we discussed our plans for the video,
just nodding and saying okay when we discussed his role. 
Finally everything was set and I took my role behind the camera.

	Peter strode into my range carrying a backpack and wearing
shorts, a T-shirt, and sandals.  He pulled a blanket out of the
backpack and laid it down on the light brown sand right in the
center of my view.  Then he lazily pulled off his shirt,
treating his viewers with young firm tan flesh.  He kicked off
his sandals, and then slowly slipped off his shorts, presenting
his back end to the camera as he did so.  Underneath his shorts
were a pair of black Speedos.  Then he lay down on the blanket
and closed his eyes feigning a lone sunbather.

	I panned over to the lake where Tom was making his entrance. 
He rose up out of the water having just dove in out of sight. 
Water trickled down out of his blond hair, down his face and
down his nicely proportioned torso.  As he slowly walked towards
the beach from the depths, his waist came into view and then his
light blue swim trunks.  I allowed the camera to follow the
water as it poured down from the trunks to his lightly furred
legs.

	Then Tom started walking towards the prone sexy figure on the
beach.  Tom smiled as he silently got down on his hands and
knees at the end of the blanket and started to slowly kiss and
lick each of Peter's toes.  Pete opened his eyes then and acted
surprised as he watched this creature of the lake make love to
his feet.  Then he grinned as he saw how cute this man was.

	Tom crawled on top of him and they started kissing.  I squeezed
in tight to catch their tongues as they dueled.  Water from
Tom's wet body bathed Peter.  Then I pulled back as Peter
slipped his hands inside Tom's trunks.  He started to slide them
down as they continued to kiss and I recorded the unveiling of
this delicate white flesh.

	Soon he was naked and kicking the trunks off his feet.  He
pulled away from Pete and moved up to straddle Pete's head.  His
circumsized dick had a light blond bush.  It started to firm up
as Pete kissed and licked its pink head.  Then Tom started
feeding his cock to Peter who took it all with enthusiasm.  My
cock became harder as I watched that teenager go at his dick.  I
wished mine were in Tom's place, disappearing inside that sexy
mouth and receiving all that pleasure.

	Peter slid that hard cock in and out of his mouth, flicking his
tongue all along it and licking the furry balls every once in a
while too.  I pulled in tight for all this intense blowjob
action.  Then Tom turned around, and I pulled back for our
agreed upon 69 scene.

	This I'd been waiting for.  While Peter continued to suck on
Tom, he lifted up his hips to allow Tom to slide down the
Speedos.  He went slowly as I'd requested and this allowed me to
build up towards the finally unveiling of Peter's large cock. 
Once it hit the fresh air it became completely erect, measuring
in at probably around ten inches.  Peter hadn't been
exaggerating.  That was one fine piece of meat.

	He was uncircumsized and he had a nice coat of brown pubic hair
at the base.  Peter kicked off his Speedos, and Tom started
licking the head and inside the foreskin.  I taped a little time
on just this before pulling back to get more of the 69.  Peter
was still going away at it, looking like he could never get
enough.  Tom's performance was paling in comparison.  Plus he
couldn't fit all of that monster in his mouth.  

	Soon Tom was pulling away from Peter, signalling that he was
about to come, something which couldn't happen yet because we
had more hot action planned.

	Reaching into the backpack, Pete pulled out a condom.  Tom took
it from him and unwrapped it before sliding it over Pete's long
organ.  Then he got on all fours on the blanket.  Pete eagerly
spread the white ass cheeks and began tonguing Tom's pink hole. 
He went to it with so much enthusiasm I found myself getting
wrapped up in the action and almost forgot I was supposed to be
making a video.

	"Okay," I called.  "New angle."

	I wanted to get in tight for the butt plugging Tom would
receive from that impressive dick, so I was going to film head
on with the lake in the background.  While I was setting up,
Pete took out some lubricant and heavily rubbed it into Tom's
anus and over his cock.  Then I was filming again, getting in
close to catch his cock slowly penetrate Tom.

	Peter drove in gently trying to get Tom used to his dick which
I could see would be difficult.  Yet Tom was probably used to
Pete, so it might not be that tough.  With a few groans from Tom
Pete was soon sliding in and out.  I pulled back to capture
Pete's cute little ass driving his cock forward.  This was going
to make a great video.

	Then Tom flipped over and I set up right above them.  With a
few winces from Tom, Peter again continued his pounding of Tom's
ass.  Tom grabbed his boner and started jacking off.    It
didn't take too many strokes before he was spraying white semen
all over his chest.  Peter yanked out then and pulled off the
condom.  A couple strokes from his capable hand and cum was
shooting from him as well.  The first shot landed on the towel
by Tom's head before the rest of it showered Tom's chest.

	Pete collapsed on top of Tom with a huge grin on his face. 
They kissed tenderly a few times before Pete laid his head down
on Tom's shoulder.  They closed their eyes and faked sleep.

	"Cut."



	That adorable smile of his appeared on the screen just as I
shot my wad.  Yes, I made a copy of that audition tape, against
my better judgment.  It's hidden away in a safe spot with all
the other professional tapes Peter made since then.  He did go
on to become a porn star just like he wanted.  His natural
enthusiasm, youth, good looks, and big dick made him a lot of
money and allowed him to have a lot of sex.  I still think his
audition tape is his best work though.



c1995 Mitchell Knight

	The character of Peter wound up being pretty interesting, and I'm 
thinking that maybe I'd like to look in on his life a few more times.  
What do you think?  Would you like to be there for his first sexual 
experience?  Would you like to know about his movie career?  Drop me a 
line and tell me your thoughts.  Any ideas that catch my interest may 
find themselves in a story soon.
				-Mitchell
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