Date: Mon, 5 Mar 2007 06:22:50 EST
From: Kevinmjo@aol.com
Subject: I Learned from Dad.
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Kevin Kelly _kevinmjo@AOL.com_ (mailto:kevinmjo@AOL.com)
I've been likened all through My drama classes as a Tab Hunter look
alike. this both pleased and displeased me but I had to learn to live with
it
and even come to enjoy it. Being the tall handsome blonde landed me some
choice commercial time and paid the bills and some while I was in collage. I
had
not picked up that Trade papers that fateful Thursday night but my phone
was ringing off the hook by 5 PM. One after the other of my friends calling
to
read me the days notice in the trade. which read.
" Wanted Male actor 18 plus who can pass for a 15 year old. Blonde
preferably, Tall, Handsome to play homosexual call boy in cable pilot show.
May
be required to perform explicit simulated Male on Male sex scenes."
each of my Friends in turn thought I was a shoe in for this roll. we all
knew the director who was hold the Auditions as he was also on the faculty of
Our Collage. With Him involved there was little doubt the Pilot would be
bought by the interested cable channel. I knew even as a minor co-star on a
weekly for the 26 weeks would be worth a cool half million.
the Auditions were being held at 10 AM at an off broad way theater I
knew well. I walked in to register at 9:30. I had been up all night dressing
and
redressing with friends to look very much like a 15 year old hustler. I was
signed in along with at least 100 others and seated in the first rows. I was
number 16 to audition. With more then 75 auditions under my belt I knew the
routine all too well. As usual I was sizing up my competitors. I was
feeling pretty confident of Victory so far. The Producer and Director on the
stage at a table had told us what they wanted from each and a surprise this
was
not for a supporting role but for the lead. Instantly my palms broke out in a
sweat. The pressure was now kicked up big time. the Lead would make the
lucky Actor a rich man even if the show only played a year. Not to mention the
Exposure. One by one we were called up. As those in front of me did their
little scene in front of the Producer and director I was watching those two
Men. Trying to ascertain what it was they wanted. Each person would pretend
to
be a street hustler with another actor there on stage. A chance encounter on
the streets of New York. Everybody who had been in New York for more the
24 hours has been approached on the streets by both Male and Female hustlers.
The mistakes my competitors were making one by one was in having not taken
advantage of those past approaches as I have. I was serious about my action
to the point everything in my life translated into a role. Being approached
on the streets I wondered how I would have done it or played that role? Many
a time I would stand aside on the street and just observe the Hustlers. I
discovered that it was the Male hustlers who had the greater skills then the
Female. The females seemed to follow a script that changed little from one to
the other. while the guys worked each customer differently. I would see
them sizing up the mark. Dress manors, How he carried himself and then use
one
of several formulas to land him. With older men they would play up their
youth and his being handsome and so young looking. They being near virgins
and
willing even to do "IT" for free with Him.
Younger Marks they would flatter their raw sexuality and beg to have their
bodies teaching them. Money was not bought up until the mark was all but
reeled in.
I came on stage the sixteenth in line. I was studying the face of the
actor I would play off of. Hoping to win him to me and have him compliment my
acting? I winked and He perked up. I let my eyes go down to his crotch and
made sure he saw that. I again smiled knowingly at him and winked. If I was
wrong I was in big trouble. I gambled. while introducing myself to the
Producer and director I was already in Character, Sizing them up and down as
if
they were marks themselves. winking and smiling at them. flirting like a, Well
like a street hustler would.
The other actor worked with me thanks to my being so out to him. I was
feeling like we had a real date going on there on the stage. The actor shook
my
hand and I was the first of all before that he actually made a date with.
>From behind me I head.
" How old are you young man?
I turned and the Producer was standing.
" I am 19 years old sir I just finished at Columbia University. I've done
more the 30 Commercials so far."
The Producer looked almost like he was angry for some reason. He extended
his hand.
" Your going to have to show me some ID son."
I was handing him my drivers license and the Director stood up now.
Staying in character I was looking him up and down like he was a mark. He
laughed and said.
Son I think I can speak for my friend here and say you have the role. That
is if You really are 19?
The Producer was giving me the license back and loudly saying to the
audience.
Gentlemen the role has been taken. Thank you for Your time and good luck."
The Director now as the audience was leaving was looking me up and down like
he was a street hustler himself?
' That hair" he said ' golden blonde, That gold leather jacket and that silk
white shirt. Those tight ass black pants. Dam Boy You are more the street
hustler then any on the fucking street. Good yea real good. I think I know
you? have you ever been in one of my classes?
Yes Sir Mr. Greene I was in Your Thursday class last year sir."
My stomach was all in knots. I had the part, I had the part of a fucking
street hustler, I was a rich man and two weeks out of Collage. my head was
spinning and it was with a great effort I was able to answer their questions.
The director had me sit down and The producer opened a file.
' Son this in one big ass break your getting here. You deserve it. what you
just showed us was fabulous to say the least. And when you can impress two
old farts like us that is saying something. Now down to the business. Do you
have an agent?
" No sir not really. I am acting as a free agent at the moment."
They looked at each other and then the producer said. " OK Son by law I am
required to inform You that I am willing to deal with an agent or manager if
You so choose. You do have the right to act as Your own agent/manager if you
choose and these forms will have you state that You are.
Here is the deal. For the pilot You'll be paid 6,000.00 up front plus you
keep the wardrobe.
Now it says if the pilot is bought you will be paid $50,000.00 for the first
six months after that if the network buys the whole year Your to be paid
150,000 a week. I recommend You take this all home have a lawyer look over it
and see me in my office Monday. If you agree be ready for work. Be there at
10 AM sharp."
I stood up and we were shaking hands the producer said I should call him
Tim. The Director wanted me to call him Allen. Allen slipped something in my
pocket.
You look at that when you get home today. Kevin. You have any questions at
all you call my private number and we'll talk. You have that in Your pocket.
Now relax go out party and be ready on Monday. Read that contract every
line. And make sure before you sign it You are willing to do all it ask you
to."
Tim my producer was giving me a wad of money rolled up bills. I tried to
refuse but he insisted.
" You'll want to throw a big bash over the weekend. enjoy it. we're taking a
chance on you boy don't disappoint us now."
My heart was pounding nearly out of my chest as I stepped out onto the
streets of New York. I had made it as an actor in New York. Of course the
pilot
had to be bought but that was no sweat. I was walking on air and I stopped in
a
bar three blocks down the street. In the men's room stall I at last counted
the money Tim had given me. $2,000 in twenty dollar bills. I stood in the
stall reading the note. from Tim. It read.
You are embarking on a career that will bring both fame and fortune and cost
all you have to give. You'll need Friends and I'd like to be counted as
one. This is a gift and the last you'll ever get from me. From now on for
each
dollar you earn I will expect a pound of flesh.
love and prayers
Tim sands.
I stepped out into the bar. I was in ' Clancy's Irish pub. Known as the
hang out of theater bit part actors. The beers and food cheap and the people
mostly show business types. I ordered up a Bud and called my Dad on the cell.
Dad is a 41 year old fighter pilot in U.S. Air Force stationed in new
Jersey. He is a full Colonel and Squad Commander. My looks the tall blonde
came from my dad. We were always like Brothers in so many ways and he is my
big supporter. He and mom divorced when I was only 10 but he was never far
from me.
He was even more excited then I was and thrilled at the money. he then asked
what the name of the show was? I had to open the package I was given and
there it was. The working title anyway.
"THE HUSTLER"
Dad was laughing so hard on the cell I had to hold it from my ear. once he
was able to speak he says.
" Oh God Kevin now I have to go break the good news to my men that their
Commanders Son is a New York hustler"
Laughing myself I answered back. " Yea dad but a well paid hustler at
$150.000 a week."
He said. ' Hell Kevin I'd suck a dick for that kind of money myself."
I was really surprised at that. Without thinking of who I was talking to I
came back with.
Maybe I can take you on as a coach dad?
There was silence at the other end. I had over stepped my bounds. I was just
ready to say I was sorry when dad came back with.
" Maybe? Just maybe Kevin. The more You know about the part the better
You'll act it out.
Just like flying. A flight simulator can give a great idea of what to expect
but actually sitting in the pilots seat and taking it up is way different.
Look the General is in a good mood and I can swing three or four days off.
I'll drive over to you. where are you now Kevin?
I was not believing my own ears. I was stuttering out. 'I am at Clancy's
Irish pub, You know on 42nd street."
Dad ' God yes many a load I got on there. OK look I am getting in the car
now and I'll be beside You in and hour or so. You can put me up for the
weekend right?
me " Yes sir. Ah Sir are, Or were you serious about you know my knowing the
part like we said?
Dad Kevin in the air Force you either put everything into a mission or don't
go on the mission. I know You well enough Son to know you'll be doing it
with somebody so why not keep it in the family? Ok let me get on the road."
The phone went dead. I closed the cell up and ordered another Bud. I had
just agreed to have Gay sex with my Air Force Dad! I looked around the bar
at the other actors. Not a female among them I now noticed. Some were
obviously gay as they were holding hands and such. I've been exposed as an
acting
major to gays and even had sleep over gay sex of sorts growing up. Enough to
know it could be a pleasure to the max. But that was just kid stuff. I was
now looking at these handsome actors in a much different light. I was
getting a hard on. My Dad was coming to mind. So very handsome 6'2 built like
the
fighter pilot he was. His blonde shock of hair like mine and those Irish
blue eyes. I had seen him naked many times coming up and knew he had a
monster
cock between his legs. Oh God would I be sucking my own Dad's cock before
days end. The part the big break. It was all for the big break? No not
really, Not now. I wanted to do this to have full wild open male on male cock
sucking fucking male sex with my Dad.
Three beers later the bar door opened up and there stood a tall Air force
colonel. All eyes in the place were on the door. I heard one of the gay
guys next to me say to another.
" Oh My God what and Adonis"
I stood ( well as best I could) and I saluted My Dad in the best Military
salute ever which was our joking way of greeting each other. He came to me
and
we hugged. We must have hugged like this a billion times over the years but
now this was very different in deed. I was feeling Dad's cock grinding into
me and I was grinding back into him with my stiffening cock meat right there
in the bar. He pulled back some with me still in His arms and was looking
into my eyes. It was as if we were the only two in the place as our eyes
locked. The Bartender calling our broke this spell for now.
" Well there he is Colonel Kelly himself. And to what do We owe this Visit
Colonel?
Dad turned to the bartender with a broad smile on his face. " Here to visit
with me Son the Movie star."
Bartender Movie star is it? well Then drinks are on the house for The
Colonel's Son the Movie star."
I tired to explain I was only going to be in a pilot I hope would be bought
but I couldn't get a word in edge wise between Dad and his bartender friend
Clancy. It wasn't until our third beer that dad and I were able to have a
private talk.
Standing and leaning on the bar Dad winked at me and half whispered.
" I meant everything I said on the phone. I know you well enough Kevin to
know You'll want to really research out this role and I'd rather it be with me
then a stranger, you know what I mean?
This was so unreal, So out of left field not even the drinks was making it
more real. My strapping stud pilot dad proposing to have Male on male sex
with me! I was in the few seconds remembering our two cocks touching when we
greeted. I managed to get out with.
"Dad while I can't believe this is actually happening I want You to know
that your right and I will be putting myself all in this thing nothing at all
held back."
He winked that handsome knowing wink of his. his blonde hair sticking out of
the Service cap. He said. ' I'd expect nothing less of a Kelly! Clancy My
man ( He was saying to the bartender) I've parked my car behind your fine
establishment here. Would you be kind enough to keep an eye on it for me over
night?
Clancy a handsome Irishmen if ever there was one a strapping man himself
looked from the one of us to the other and said while also winking. " I watch
it
like it was my own Colonel. I guess its time to get the boy to bed then?
The Colonel put his arm around me and pulled me to him. " That it is Mr.
Clancy, Yes that it is Mr. Clancy"
We were in a cab as soon as we walked out the door. Dad had given the driver
an address in the village?
" Where are we going Dad? I asked
" My place in the Village. I bought a brown stone there. See if I am past
over next promotion for General I plan on leaving the Force and taking a job
with the Air lines. So this is my home for now. I was looking now in that cab
at my dad in his uniform like I'd never looked at the man before. he had his
jacket open and I was looking at his waist knowing he prided himself on his
28 inch waist with those rippled ABS. I reached to touch his ABS embolden by
the beer and conversation. The Colonel made no resistance to my hand
exploring and feeling his rippled ABS. Thus encouraged my hand went down to
his
engorged cock meat. I was feeling his steel hard prick and he was moaning
softly
as my hand wrapped around his cock. I started to try reaching into his waist
band to touch that cock in the flesh. The Colonel's hand stopped mine.
" We here already Kevin. Save that thought Son."
I pulled my hand away my own cock stiff in my jeans. I looked about seeing
we were in deed in the heart of the Village pulling up to a row of Brown
stones. Soon we were in the home and it was furnished tastefully and
expensively,
The place as a show place. Dad showed me into a room he called his lounge
off the foyer. this was in deed a lounge. complete with a 10 foot wet bar.
Mirrored walls rich thick red carpeting. A built in stuffed custom made
leather couch surrounded the walls on two sides. across from the bar and again
behind the bar was a large TV screen. Dad threw his jacket on the wall couch
and was pulling up his uniform shirt. I then stepped up and helped him remove
the shirt. My skin tingling as I now touched Dad's bare skin. His chest now
fully exposed and it was a hunk of art work. My hands moving up the sides of
Dad's torso, Pressing and touching his bare hot skin as he moaned at my
attention. My hand both at the same time moving into the wetness of Dad's
hairy arm
pits. Staying there feeling the manly sweat of my own dad. I leaned in and
put my mouth on dad's covering his mouth and his tongue came into my mouth as
we were in a full ravishing embrace. Father and Son now abandoning their
bodies to each other in their first ever incest. We were working in time with
each other. His hands pulling my clothes off mine pulling his off so that now
both our pants lay in a heap around our ankle's. bare chested hard cocks
touching. now I was doing to dad what he was to me feeling his cock head. So
wide
so much the mushroom. his big hairy cum filled balls. That long thick cock
shaft. reaching around and touching and feeling each others bare hairy manly
bubble asses. I no slowly was bending my knees going to suck my dad's cock
meat. He was smiling his approval and holding up his fleshy cock head to my
hungry mouth. I opened wide and dad was holding the back of my head and
slowly pushing his cock meat head into my mouth. his cum slit moving
teasingly
over my tongue and drippings of dad's pre-cum wetting my taste buds for the
first time. I closed my mouth tightly around the thick shaft and was moving my
tongue all around that mushroom cock head of dad's meat. loving the strong
taste of his meat in my mouth. The steel hardness of his prick yet the velvet
smoothness of that big ridged cock head as it was hitting and touching the
roof
my mouth. Holding dad's balls in my palm as his fat dick was fucking my
face. My hands were in a frenzy of motion all over his body as he now pounded
his big 11 and a half inch man meat into my face and mouth. Up and down his
hairy muscular legs, His ABS, Around touching feeling and pulling his round
bubble ass to me as his cock meat now was pushing down my throat. I gagged at
first taking such a big ass cock meat in my throat but I wanted it and held
Dad's cock locked in my throat. My Dad a Master of the Skies was about to
seed
my hungry mouth.
"OH God Kevin, Oh God Son this is great. OH Boy Your a natural cock sucker.
Yea take all of Daddy's big prick Son. Yea Oh fuck Kevin I am going to give
it up boy, You ready to take my load Boy?
I moaned as best I could my willingness to eat his cum and was pulling his
ass to me when he froze up. Still a second and then the cock swelled in my
mouth and then burst forth a flooding powerful load of Air Force cum juice.
He Guns on his fighter jet couldn't have had the force of Dad's cum load
firing full force down my throat. Flooding me and choking me with gobs of
thick
seed juice. I was eating it all and then licking his spend dick clean of
the last drops of his wonderful nectar. I leaned under his hairy balls and
kissed them in gratitude for the gift them gave up to me.
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