The saga of the Neptune all male sex club continues. One thing the Neptune does is to feature their members in hot steamy porn films, and the revenue from these films helps support the extravagant luxury of the club. My whole posse is featured in a Neptune fuck film in which everybody gets fucked. And I mean everybody!
I have mentioned several times that the Neptune generated a lot of income from the sale of male-on-male porn films that were made on site. Almost all the members have been featured in these films at one time or another.
We were often filmed without us knowing it at the time. In fact, there were hidden cameras everywhere. Everybody knew and nobody cared.
Sometimes you would come around a corner and see a blinking orange light. This color meant that that there was a scripted film in progress. You were supposed to check with the director before proceeding. Sometimes they asked you to join the cast.
I got recruited one night, but in spite of having a script into my hands, I basically just ended up on my knees sucking off the "pizza delivery boy" in a classic sex fantasy film. I don't remember what the script said. I only recall how cute the actor playing the delivery dude was—and how much I liked his dick.
They had to practically pull me off of his cock after I had made him cum—twice! They said it was a beautiful example of type casting on my part.
Even when secretly filmed, all of us were rampant exhibitionists and did not mind the exposure.
They always cleared particularly steamy scenes with the people involved and had a sophisticated technique for disguising faces if a member requested it. Hardly anybody ever did.
A guy named Rudy was the chief of production and spent most of his time in the film studios which occupied the entire seventh floor. He was older than most of the other members but was nevertheless hot—in a mature man sort of way.
One time Rudy asked me to come up to the screening room on the 7th floor to give him clearance for a particularly vigorous scene of me being face fucked. "I just find it exciting," I said, "and have no problem with other guys seeing it."
"If it prompts guys to want to face fuck me, I am all for it."
At this point Rudy got kind of aroused. He took his dick out and ordered me to my knees. He said, "I don't usually get involved with the actors, but you got me all hot. Why don't you show me just how much you like it."
I obediently dropped to my knees. I had wanted to suck off this hot daddy since the first time I had seen him.
He grabbed my head and began pounding his sweet cock down my throat.
I was moaning with happiness. The more I demonstrated my love for his cock, the more he forced it down my throat, and the more verbal he got. I was running my tongue around the head of his cock and was in full worship mode.
This brought him to climax, and he plunged his whole dick down my throat and came and came, as I swallowed and swallowed.
We made so much noise that one of his cameramen came in, and there was nothing for it but for me to let him face fuck me too.
By the time I was blowing yet another cameraman there was a crew filming me.
In the next couple of hours I did seven or eight guys that I did not even know. Where the fuck did this batch of unknown studs come from?
Anyway, they made a feature film out of the session and simply called it "Face Fuck." I am told it was quite a seller.
Sometimes guys on the street recognize me from the film, and this has led to some sexy adventures in alleys and behind parked cars.
Well, on this day we were going to make a film about fucking. Rudy had scripted it himself.
The gimmick was that every single guy in the film would be getting it up the ass one way or another—and all in the same scene. Butch was to be the fucker in chief.
The big scene would feature Mike, Butch, Francisco & Billy, me & Randy, Tim, Rocky, and Parker of the 10 inch organ and Tom of Finland body.
We were all standing around naked and waiting for directions. Some of us were already hard, and there was a lot of friendly groping and kissy face going on. Everybody was oiled up for the film shoot.
The sight of all those beautiful gleaming backs, washboard abs, well-muscled arms and thighs, fuckable asses, and broad shoulders was giving me a raging hard on.
It was all I could do to not drop to my knees and start sucking all of my bros off. But we had been instructed to wait on the directors orders, and in no case to start having sex until the cameras were rolling.
Chuck was today's director in training. He was writing on a clipboard and, incongruously, fully dressed. I noticed that his big dick made an enchanting bulge in his khakis.
I had never seen Chuck with clothes on before, and it somehow made him even more handsome. Which is saying a lot! With his stature (He was 6 foot four), blond curly hair, piercing blue eyes and broad shoulders, he was a totally smoking hot hunk of manhood.
There were two cameramen filming the scene. They were very cute but said to be straight. Walt and Rudy paid really good money and always managed to hire extremely hunky cameramen. I recognized them as two of the guys that I had blown on the day I made the face fuck film.
Dominating the room was a wide canvas-padded platform with one end against the wall. Lots of spotlights in various colors were trained on it.
