My first true sexual experience happened to occur on camera. I was young and naive and perhaps didn't understand the complete implications of filming a sexual encounter, much less having that film being distributed without having any control.
School went on without a hitch. Recovering from Jeff's massive penis was another story. It took about 1-2 weeks of Sitz baths and diapers to recover. I was conflicted, however. Every night (and even while daydreaming) I couldn't stop picturing Jeff thrusting himself inside of me and couldn't forget his orgasm and how he fucked me. I was intoxicated by him and even though sometimes I wish I hadn't agreed to all of this, I couldn't fight the urge.
It took a while, but after about a month, Gus did mail me a check for $5000. I was overjoyed. When I received the money, I laid on my sofa, clutching it close to my chest. $5000!! I remembered working at department stores for hours on end and coming home with barely $300 for the week. All I had to do to make this kind of cash but get fucked silly by some strange old dick!
I kept perusing the usual porn sites in search of my video and finally one night, I found it. The quality was somewhat substandard but the clarity was more than enough for me. It was super odd to watch myself in a movie, I re-lived all the moments frame by frame and masturbated on so many lonely nights.
Not long after, Gus called me again and he sounded excited.
"Hiya Raj! It's been a minute since we spoke. Your video made some waves, we had over 300,000 views and downloads and we are getting requests for more content!"
I was a bit taken aback by his comments. While I enjoyed Jeff, I was a bit hesitant to getting back on the camera and preferred having sex off-camera.
"I know this may be a big ask, but I am willing to triple your take to $15 Gs!"
My eyes went wide and jaw dropped. $15,000!! Where do I sign?
"But the shoot will be different this time. Viewers have requested we do a gangbang scene this time around. They are also requesting that we film you having sex with black men as well. Are you willing to do this?"
After Jeff, I thought I could handle anything. But my heart began racing again and I was once again scared. The thought of a gangbang, having to please so many men at the same time was intimidating. Then the thought of having sex with black guys was a conundrum all by itself. But that kind of money was difficult to say no to, especially for a broke college kid such as myself.
"Ok, I'm in.." I murmured.
Gus seemed surprised but was happy. "Great! I'm glad we were able to catch up here. I'll go round up the talent. There's more around here than I thought so I think you'll be left satisfied. Even more so than last time. HAHAHAHA!"
And with that, Gus hung up. I laid on the floor, thinking about what would transpire. I imagined a room full of horny old men with their massive dicks hanging out as I sweat and screamed and cursed, all while they took turns mounting me. It was a painful thought, but I was able to mitigate those thoughts by the prospect of money.
The paranoia came and went and I was able to go to classes and fulfill my other obligations for the rest of the week. Then, Friday night, I received another call from Gus.
"Hey Raj! So I've rounded up the troops. We got 5 for ya. You ok with that?"
"Ummm, yes?" I was perplexed. "So a 5 man scene? Like 5 men on me?"
"HAHAHA, yeap! You get fucked by 5 old dudes! It's what you wanted, ain't it? They are all clean, local (up to an hour away) and they got workin' cocks! That's hard to find, dontcha think?"
I laughed nervously, "I guess..."
"Great! Well, glad yer on board! We set a date for tomorrow night. I'll pick you up at 7 and we will go back to my place, remember last time?"
How could I forget that place? "Of course!" I replied. Before I could get more details on the guys I was supposed to be having sex with, Gus hung up.
The next 24 hours dragged on forever. I was restless, had to double up on Benadryl to be able to sleep, woke up late for my morning 15-mile run, and was overall way off my routine. I was able to freshen up nicely for the scene, however. As I had done previously, the hot bath and shave routine followed by a skimpy outfit was something I had perfected.
At 6:55 PM, my doorbell rang and my heart skipped a beat.
"Raj! Ravishing as usual! Ready to roll?" Gus asked.
"Yeah, as ready as I'll ever be!" I joked.
Again, we made our way to his house, the long winding drive into increased isolation and less urbanization. It was quiet and dark outside.
We finally made it, and I was surprised to see several vehicles were out front.
"I had them all meet us here this time around so we could get started. Hope you don't mind," Gus explained.
I was silent. I honestly had no idea what was waiting for me on the other side of the door. I bit my lips and tried to control my breathing as I did before track championships and cross country races. It worked, marginally. We got out of his van and made our way up his steps. Everything gave me deja vu, the same dimly lit tiny house sitting in the middle of a heavily wooded lot, not a single other building within visible distance. It was a bit lighter out this time so I was able to catch a glimpse of my surroundings.
Gus opened the door and I could hear them inside. I walked in, super embarrassed and awkward and immediately heard some groans and whistles.
"There it is, our prized possession for the night!" I heard one man yell out. I didn't see Jeff, I did see 5 old men sitting on 2 different sofas. They were sprawled out, 3 old white men and 2 black men. One of the black men had a thick white beard and a head full of curly white hair. He wore glasses and looked humongous. Sitting next to him was another who looked to be a few years younger and had a bald head with a short white stubble. He didn't have glasses but he had a bug-eyed look and appeared intimidating as well. They both looked to be easily in their mid 60s to early 70s. They both looked massive. I was nervous, I had read about black men and watched porn with black men and if the stereotypes had any truth, then I was fucked.
There were 3 other men, all looked to be in their late 50s to mid 60s, they sat on the other sofa and they all began stroking themselves as soon as they saw me. The first had a head full of salt and pepper colored hair, he looked to be the youngest of the group by far. He was clean-shaven as well, and amazingly looked to be thin. I was a bit turned off. The other two looked to be more of my type. Similar to Jeff in appearance, although neither was nearly as massive overall.