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In case you haven’t read the first part of this hot story, entitled A New Chapter, the story so far is that I met up by chance with an old school acquaintance who is now a successful stripper and gay porn film performer. He’s not only a beautiful guy but he also has a huge and beautiful cock which, it has to be said, is his key to success and riches.
I’m sure your enjoyment of this story will be greatly enhanced if you read the first instalment (A New Chapter).
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I rolled up at Vincent’s lovely house in the hills between Nice and Cannes on the dot of 11.00. He’d just bought with the proceeds of his successful career as stripper and gay porn actor. Not bad for a young man of twenty-eight. If only I’d been born with superior equipment, who knows what I might have achieved. Even so, I couldn’t complain; I wasn’t doing badly. I had a great job, acting in adult movies, servicing my boss and her friends. Not a day had passed in the last five months in which I hadn’t had sex, often with multiple partners, as well as participating in swinging sessions. Life was good, and today I sensed that this was to be first gay experience. Well, serious one, anyway.
His house was lovely, with a wall around the garden to ensure privacy, with a nice garden and a cool little swimming-pool. As I rolled into the driveway, the gate closed automatically behind me. I felt pretty nervous. I could detect a few butterflies in my stomach, although visions of him had run through my head all night and I really craved him, much the same way I would a nice juicy woman with big tits, and I felt the same tingling in the groin area. As I was stepping out of the car, he came out of the front door. He looked absolutely ravishing. He had his long blond hair in a pigtail, loosely braided. He wore a tight white tank-top, through which his nipple rings were visible.
He had on a pair of really tight stretch jeans with no underwear. His cock was squeezed in so tightly against his left leg that you could see from a hundred paces what religion he was. I’m sure that if he’d gone out into the street in those, he’d have been arrested!
“Hi, Peter, what punctuality! Great to see you.” We kissed on both cheeks. His skin was beautifully soft, almost like a woman’s. I don’t know what cologne he’d used but he smelled divine, like delicate flowers.
As he’d said he had his own gym, I was dressed accordingly. I was also wearing a tank-top, but not as tight as his, and tight Lycra shorts. I felt pretty humble seeing his mighty package next to mine. “Wow! You look good!” he said. “You’re in good shape,” he said. “Give us a little bicep flex… Nice! Nice chest, too!” He said, touching it delicately. “Ooh, look, you have a nipple ring. Cool!” I had one through the left nipple and was thinking of getting one for the right, but didn’t look forward to more pain.
“Well, there’s the pool. We can hang out there after training if you have time.” I had plenty of time.
“How did your gig go last night?” I inquired.
“You mean the private party? Fantastic! Apart from my fee I must have picked up over €2,000 in tips. Not bad for less than hour’s work!”
“Nice work if you can get it!”
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He took me down to the gym, which seemed to be in the basement, but the house was built on a hill and had glass doors on one side which opened onto a terrace. “You warm up on the bicycle, and I’ll go and put on some training shorts.” I was looking forward to that.
The gym was superb, with the latest cutting-edge equipment. It was better than many gyms I had trained at.
A few minutes later he came back in. He had changed his tank-top for a looser one which showed his toned chest and pierced nipples. He was wearing tight very short polyester shorts. It looked as though he had packed a Spanish chorizo and a pair of golf balls into them! If he’d gotten a little excited, I think he’d have split the material. His thighs were beautifully toned and muscular, not too thick, quite similar to a ballet dancer’s. His body was nicely tanned and contrasted nicely with his white clothes. His body was absolutely hairless, like mine. The only hair I had on my body was a landing strip above the penis.
He squeezed my thigh and got onto the bike next to me. He told me about his life in London and how much money he was making. He was earning several thousand pounds a week and was very much in demand but decided he wanted to move to the South of France. His mother was French and he was more or less bi-lingual. I told him I could help him and he could do gigs for our company. My boss, Nadine, organized naughty lunch and dinner parties for super-rich types, where there would be strippers and sex acts between courses, and of course, he could work in our gay movies. “I’ll take you to visit Nadine. She’d love to meet you, and I’m sure we could give you plenty to do.”
After about twenty minutes we got into some stretching. He was amazingly supple and really put me to shame. He told me he was very much into yoga, and had trained to become a ballet dancer but abandoned it because he was too tall. Anyway, he probably wouldn’t have been allowed to perform in public. He would have caused a sensation packing that tool-kit into those ballet tights.
“Today’s my shoulders and legs day,” he said, “how about you?”
“Well today’s really my chest and triceps day, but we can alternate and spot each other.”
“Good idea!”
This was the most enjoyable and beneficial session I’d had for a long time. I guess I really wanted to impress him and managed my record bench-press. I really pushed myself on all the exercises.
There was a great chemistry between us. We were always standing close to one another and touching each other lightly. He asked me to put my arms round him to steady him whilst squatting. I was really turned on by the smell of his sweat. We took off our tops and trained bare chested. “Wow! Your chest’s really pumped,” he said, feeling it softly. I didn’t object. I’d reciprocate by complimenting him on his biceps and giving them a squeeze
He looked great in his tight white shorts. He had the most compact and beautifully shaped bum. You could see his cock and balls contoured through the thin almost transparent polyester. He’d packed his cock in vertically, so it was in a mighty curve, sticking out a long way. I found it quite a turn on.
“Let’s finish by taking our mats and towels out onto the terrace and do some stretching. Let’s take out these benches as well”
“Sure.”
“I prefer to do this naked. Feel free to join me.” We stripped off, smiling at each other. “Ooh! Nice little landing strip!” he said, running his finger down it, which gave me a little shiver. I was hoping I could keep my cool in the stretching session. I could definitely feel a tingling in the groin area. His cock looked massive, as I think he was feeling a little excitement too. He could see I was impressed by it. “Do you know how I got my stage name, Vincent Vincette?” he asked,
“No, I was wondering about that.”
“Well, Vincent is my real first name, so that’s obvious, but Vincette sounds the same as the French for the number twenty-seven, vingt-sept.”
“OK, so what?” I asked, a little confused.
“Well, that’s my penis measurement. Twenty-seven centimeters fully erect. It has more of a ring to it than ten point six, which is what it is in old inches.”
“Yes, I think I’d agree with you there.”
It certainly sounded effective when Vincent was pronounced the French way.
He taught me some new ways to stretch and helped me touching me delicately. I could feel the excitement brewing inside. He then did the splits on a bench with his cock and balls hanging over the edge. He gave me a smile, “Wanna try?” I’d have crippled myself if I had.
It was warm and we were both sweating. He looked fantastic, and I was beginning to feel I couldn’t resist it any more. I don’t know what got into me. I said, “Get on all fours.” He obeyed me right away. I felt an urge play with his cock and squeeze his balls. He got on his hands and knees on the bench with his bottom sticking out invitingly. I stood behind him, put both hands on his bottom and softly pulled the cheeks apart. As I loved being rimmed, I was going to rim him. I bent down and stuck my tongue in his butthole and moved it rapidly. Oh, fuck,” he wailed. He was shaking all over. I reached between his legs and started milking his cock. It wasn’t erect, as his pleasure was very much focused on the rectal area. I took his balls which I pulled back right between his legs. In fact, they could reach up to his rectum. I squeezed them, pulled them, and the pain gave him pleasure. I licked them while I played with his cock. He was shaking so much, I thought he’d fall off the bench. “Turn over,” I commanded. He lay on his back. He was still only semi-erect. I put the massive head into my mouth and licked the tip. He hardened instantly to his full twenty-seven. He now had a rock-like erection, as hard as mine but about forty per cent longer, not to mention the girth.
I’d performed in a few porn films and had seen some big guys, but Vincent was the champion so far. I stuck it down my throat, I licked the tip, the rim around the head, I played with his balls, I penetrated his butt with my fingers. I teased him, bringing him to the brink several times. He was squirming and begging for mercy. His balls were aching. “Please, just finish me off, please!” he begged. I cupped my had around the rim, a nice sensitive area, and concentrated on that, starting gently, slightly increasing the speed. He started gasping more intensely. His was lying on the bench with his feet on the ground. He was lifting his bottom off the bench, thrusting his groin in the air. I was rubbing faster, I could feel his gorgeous body tensing, his breathing getting louder, he was trembling all over, I could feel his penis stretching to breaking point, then he screamed as a mighty jet of semen shot up onto his chest and face. He groaned and his body became totally relaxed. He looked like satisfaction itself.
“Wow! That was incredible. Now we’ll have to satisfy you. Give me a couple of minutes and you can have my behind.” A few minutes later he stood up and hugged me and felt my cock, which was as hard as it could get. “It’s a nice one, lovely shape and not too big. It’s perfect. We need to satisfy it.” His erection had subsided but his cock was still almost at full size. It was a sight to behold. He walked over to a bag, and pulled out a condom and container of Vaseline. He sat on the bench and pulled me over towards him and started to suck my eager organ while gently caressing my balls. He put one arm under me and penetrated my rectum with his middle finger. This was fantastic. He then got onto the bench in a kneeling position. “Lick my butthole again. I love that.” I duly obliged and played with his balls again. He groaned with pleasure. “OK, come round here.” He placed the condom over my penis. I went back and rubbed the Vaseline gently into his hole and stuck one finger up, then two to warm it up. “OK, you can pump me as hard as you like. I can take it.”
I penetrated him slowly and started gently, slapping his butt-cheeks now and then. His cock and balls were flapping around. All the pleasure was being felt in the rectum. He was groaning loudly. Then he stood up on his knees and thrust his ass towards me with great force. I was pumping for all I was worth. He then gave an almighty roar as he experienced a really intense anal orgasm. I told him I was beginning to come, so he got off me, turned round and sat on the end of bench. He pulled off the condom and took me in his mouth. Wow, he was good. He could feel me about to explode, so he rubbed my head between his fingers. I could take it no longer as I shot my load all over his beautiful face.
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That was the most amazing experience. My first homosexual encounter was totally satisfying. We spent the rest of the day hanging out by the pool and having more great sex.
I definitely wanted to be with him again, and perhaps try it with other guys. I wasn’t planning to switch codes, as I loved women too much, but this was extra dimension to be enjoyed.
Definitely a new chapter.
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