Youre So Unromantic

by Roland Graeme

  "As for the trumpet, I started playing that back in high school, in the band. It's always been just a hobby, really, but there've been times when it's come in handy, helping me make a few extra bucks.

  "So," Nick said, by way of conclusion, "here I am. I've been one of the lucky ones. I didn't get chewed up and spat out, the way some guys do. My career didn't last only two years. I've managed to spin it out for fifteen years, and I've just started to wind it down."

  He paused, looking at Austin as though trying to gauge his reaction.

  "What made you decide to stop?" Austin asked.

  "I haven't stopped, not altogether. I've just stopped working regularly for the bigger studios. Oh, they still call me, offering me work, and in fact I agreed to do a video for one of them a year ago, really as a favor to the director, whom I always liked working with.

  "But for one thing, Austin, I'm hardly a kid anymore, and porn is a young man's game. Oh, there are guys in their forties, even in their fifties, who are still popular and get work. Hell, if a guy stays in good shape, and is a convincing bear or Daddy type, especially a leather daddy, he can keep going almost indefinitely. There's a niche audience out there for just about everything, including senior citizen porn. But I'd rather ease myself out of the business gradually, and gracefully, now, while I still have the choice. I'd rather have people wondering why I quit so soon, instead of saying I should've had the sense to hang it up long ago.

  "And, after working for other people most of my life, I enjoy being more-or-less self-employed now. I'm pretty good at all this computer and website stuff, if I do say so myself, and of course it's the kind of work that you can do out of your home, and do while you're living just about anywhere you choose. The same's true of the personal porn business I've got going now, as a sideline. It's profitable, and it gives me a way to put my experience to work. Now, I recruit other guys, and direct them, in videos, on my website. Sometimes I join in myself, just to prove I've still got it. Guys can sign up for a membership and then they can access the really explicit features on the site with their user name and password. They can watch my videos on demand or my live sex shows, and if they want to order a DVD, I can burn one for them and mail it to them."

  He paused. "Well, that's my story. To date."

  "You do live sex shows?" Austin asked.

  "Uh, yeah. About twice a month. They're very popular, judging by the number of hits. Afterwards, of course, I archive them, so the members can access them at any time. For a fee."

  "You must be making money hand over fist."

  "Well, you can see how I live. This isn't exactly the lap of luxury. I haven't quit my day job, the computer stuff. I have my business-related expenses. But I'm making a profit."

  "Where the hell do you find guys to do these sex shows?"

  "I find them right here in the area, for the most part. And sometimes old friends of mine visit, from out of town."

  "Nick, are you telling me there's an underground ring of sex performers, operating right here in town?"

  "That's kind of an odd way to put it, Austin, but yeah. These men are my friends, or acquaintances. They agree to work for me. They sign contracts, and I pay them. It's a business. But we do manage to have ourselves some fun, too. It's not only about money."

  "I'm flabbergasted."

  "Actually, you're taking it much better than I'd anticipated. I was afraid you'd be shocked, or disgusted."

  "I'm not a kid, Nick. But this is a lot to take in, all at once. You'll have to give me a minute to get used to the idea. Meanwhile, there's one thing you haven't told me much about," Austin pointed out.

  "What's that?"

  "Relationships. I know you must've had some. What are you looking for, in a relationship, now?"

  "I suppose I'm leaving myself open to a variety of possibilities, but not expecting too much," Nick admitted. "Let's face it, it takes a certain type of man to get involved with a guy who's done the kind of work I have. Not everybody can handle it. That's why most of my serious relationships have been with other guys who work in the industry. Oh, not just other actors, producers, directors, editors, publicists, guys who know the score. I lived in San Francisco for a while with a guy who designed the covers for the DVD boxes, and the labels on the actual discs. He always tried to cheat whenever he could get away with it, by trying to make sure my photo ended up on the box or the label! I guess I was in love with him, for as long as it lasted. But it's tough to be a well-known figure in the sex industry and be in a committed relationship at the same time. The men you meet tend to fall into one of three categories, I always say. They know who you are and they're turned on by the fact that you're a porn actor and a hustler. They think of you as a sex object, and they expect you to be as hot as you are in your videos all the time. Or they're disgusted by what you do for a living, and want nothing to do with you, even though they may watch a lot of porn themselves, and maybe they've even jacked off while watching one of your videos. The third category, the minority, is made up of the few guys who can be objective about it and accept you as a person, for what you are, off camera."

  "Well," Austin interjected quickly, "I admit it, when I first met you, I couldn't help thinking of you as a sex object. You were just too hot. But that was before you told me any of this. And I'm certainly not disgusted by anything you've told me, so far. I think it's kind of interesting. I hope I end up in the third category. I'd like to."

  "God, you're a sweet kid," Nick exclaimed.

  "Aw, don't talk like that. Don't embarrass me."

  "It's true. You've got a lot of common sense. I like you a lot."

  "I like you, too. You know that."

  "And I haven't scared you off?"

  "Not yet."

  Nick had smiled. "It's late. Let's go to bed."

  Chapter Three

  One Night Of Passion

  "You're the nicest gay guy I've ever met," Austin whispered. "Quite apart from the fact that you're also the best looking, and the sexiest."

  "You're embarrassing me," Nick protested.

  "I wish I had more experience, in bed, I mean, so that I could be a better lover and satisfy you better."

  "Don't put yourself down. You're doing just fine, so far."

  "Am I, Nick?" They had moved from the kitchen, down a long hallway, and were now standing in the doorway of Nick's bedroom. Austin took a step toward the other man. "Are you sure I couldn't do better? There must be something I can do for you that you especially like."

  "Jesus, what brought all this on--"

  Nick's question was abruptly cut off by the soft yet demanding pressure of Austin's mouth on his own as his overnight guest leaned over to kiss him full on the lips. His mouth opened instinctively to accept the wet, probing length of stiffened tongue that Austin thrust between his lips and teeth with a passion and dexterity that belied the young stud's inexperience.

  Soon both men were panting as Nick pressed his body against Austin's, feeling the heat of the other man's skin through his clothes as they rubbed crotches. Nick's hands slipped around Austin's broad back to grasp his muscular buttocks through the seat of the well-worn jeans that held the firm cheeks high, away from the curve of the young garage mechanic's brawny thighs.

  Touching Austin like this made Nick want to feel more of his body, specifically, to touch and caress and explore it the way he already had, earlier that evening, in the living room.

  "You wanted to see the bedroom, didn't you?" Nick whispered. "Come on."

  He took Austin by the hand and drew him into the darkened room. The rain, its force undiminished, drummed steadily against the windowpanes behind the closed drapes. Hurriedly, the two men began to undress.

  Nick didn't wait until Austin was completely nude. He moved his hands between their bodies and plunged the right one under the waistband of Austin's enticingly snug undershorts. Nick proceeded to shove both his warm, groping hands inside the pouch and fondle his partner's cock and balls.

  "Nice," Nick c
ommented. "Very nice. I want some more of this, baby."

  Austin responded with a low moan of pleasure.

  Austin was soft, but Nick was determined that he wouldn't remain that way for long. He was right. Within a very few seconds, his expert manipulation of the younger man's huge limp cock and free-hanging balls while he explored Austin's crotch had its inevitable result. The cock started thickening and growing ever firmer within his grasp, the two unusually large, dark-furred nuts swelling within their pouch of wrinkled flesh and perceptibly ascending until they came to rest against the base of the stiffening prick.

  Austin was hung, all right. Nick wasn't exactly a size queen, but he was perhaps prejudiced in favor of large cocks. Back in California, during his most active period as a porn actor, his fellow performers had invariably sported plus-sized sexual equipment that matched the perfection of their bronzed muscular bodies. However, they seemed to grow them big right here in the Hudson River valley, too! Nick had to admit that something extremely exciting was trapped inside Austin's briefs!

  In fact, now that Austin had sprung a full hard-on, it was just too big to be accommodated by his underwear. The head of his cock, looking like some exotic dark-pink mushroom with an exceptionally thick stem, was pushing its way up past the waistband of the briefs, and it now lay flat against Austin's belly, almost touching his navel.

  This young dude was hung like a chandelier, but, far from being intimidated by his generous endowment, Nick was a seasoned pro who knew exactly what could be done with and to such an impressive sexual implement!

  "Oh, Nick--don't--don't do that," Austin gasped, avoiding the other man's intent gaze as he squirmed in his embrace and allowed Nick to play with him.

  "Why not?"

  "It gets me too excited."

  Nick smiled. "And what's wrong with getting excited?"

  "Nothing, but I'm afraid I'll come too soon."

  "That's all right," Nick said, soothingly. "Go ahead and come if you want to. I don't mind. As a matter of fact, I think it would be very exciting to watch you come."

  Austin's warm red mouth opened wide as he gasped in a breath, and he then let out a moan of lust, followed by a stammered, "Oh, no, fuck, no, you can see what you're doing to me, man! I--I can't help it, Nick, I'm getting so hard, and I'm dripping come!"

  "You sure are," Nick teased, thrilled by his new sex partner's potency and his still almost virginal mental attitude toward getting it on with a new, unfamiliar partner. Austin's previous sex partners may have enjoyed his body, but somehow they hadn't succeeded in violating Austin's essential modesty. Maybe those other men hadn't used the young man's magnificent young body in every way possible!

  "I thought this was what you wanted," Nick went on, breathlessly. "Having second thoughts? Want to back out? There's still time. I won't mind." Liar! "Want me to stop?"

  It was a purely rhetorical question. Even if Austin did beg him to let him alone, to stop fondling him, Nick was afraid he wouldn't be able to bring himself to it. He'd have to continue the seduction now! Austin was simply too sexy, too desirable and, touching him like this had gotten Nick too hot, too horny! He'd probably throw the other guy down on the bedroom floor and take him out of sheer sexual agony if he tried to get away now! They might not even make it as far as the waiting bed, at this rate!

  The matter wasn't put to the test, however. Austin immediately moaned. "No! No, Nick! I'm sorry! You'll have to be a little patient with me, this is still all so new to me! I never seem to know exactly what to do when a guy first starts making love to me. I'm always afraid I'll do, or say, the wrong thing, and turn him off. But I do know one thing, man, and that's that I want you to make love to me, right now! I want you to do everything you like to me. I want us to do everything to each other there is! I want it, I want you, I want us to fuck, so bad! Like we did before, in the living room!"

  "Then kiss me!" It wasn't an invitation. It was an urgent command, and Austin obeyed with blind haste and enthusiasm, his lips parting instinctively to let the full length of Nick's stiffened tongue slide between them as the other guy tasted his mouth for a long minute, neither man daring even to breathe lest it break the intensity of their kiss.

  Meanwhile, Nick's warm hands, as sure and skilled as those of any professional masseur, glided over as much of Austin's practically nude body as they could reach, caressing him with the lightest pressure, like that of a falling leaf, but making his guest tremble with response, so pleasurable was the sensation.

  Austin's knees buckled and refused to support him for a moment. He had to throw his arms around Nick's waist and lean against him while they kissed wildly, panting for breath now as their tongues darted in and out of each other's hungry mouths and inarticulate moans and whimpers of mutual excitement escaped from their lips even as they ground them together in fierce desire.

  Austin's hard-on, freed from his tugged-down briefs, throbbed with almost shocking power against Nick's torso, searing his skin through his T-shirt.

  Nick knew that he couldn't wait any longer, delightful though this first, sensual contact was. The other guy's lustiness was simply burning him up, and his own cock, trapped in his tight pants, was silently screaming for relief. The two of them just had to fuck!

  "Come on," Nick gasped, breaking their kiss and hugging Austin against him hard for a moment, with Austin's disheveled dark head resting on his shoulder. "Get the hell naked, and get the hell on the bed. I'll be with you in a minute."

  "Hurry!" was all Austin said in reply.

  He tore himself out of Nick's arms with obvious reluctance, kissed him again, then turned and staggered blindly toward the interior of the darkened bedroom.

  Nick went on a quick nighttime security run. He made sure the doors were locked, the security system was turned on, and his home office's land line telephone's answering machine was also on so they wouldn't be interrupted. Then, after turning off the light in the living room, he tore off his clothes, literally, because in his haste he slightly ripped a seam in his T-shirt as he tried to get it over his head too fast.

  His dick had swollen to gargantuan dimensions when, with a deep gasp of relief, he yanked down his zipper and freed it from the suffocating confinement of his suddenly too-tight jeans.

  Then he all but sprinted into his bedroom, nude, his cock swinging proudly from side to side in front of his groin, his chest heaving as he took deep, labored breaths.

  He paused in front of the doorway and leaned against the jamb for a moment to catch his breath and collect his thoughts, gazing at the broad double bed he'd been sleeping in alone lately. But all those nights of solitude and abstinence were far from his thoughts right now!

  Austin had made himself at home in his host's bed, all right. He was sprawled across the fresh sheets that Nick had put on the bed that morning, and had pushed the top sheet and the quilt to the floor so that nothing obstructed Nick's view of his glowing, tawny-gold, burnished nakedness.

  And the pose Nick had accidentally caught Austin in would have been more than enough to make a hardened, jaded gay-porno photographer cream all over his camera lens! Nick could've named several guys in the business who would've been willing to pay good money for the chance to see, through their viewfinder, what Nick was being shown for free!

  Austin was lying flat on his back with his legs spread wide, bent at the knees. He had his head thrown back against the pillows so that his tousled hair, still damp from the sweat of their recent sex, spread over the pillowcases and strayed down across his blue eyes, now glazed over with lust as he returned Austin's penetrating gaze.

  Austin had found the jar of lubricant that Nick kept handy in the drawer of the bedside table, and was busy greasing up his ass hole with the gel when Nick entered the bedroom!

  Austin had pulled his left buttock away from its twin with one hand to expose the pink crack of his ass and its incredibly tiny-looking, puckered hole. He had plunged two fingers of his other hand into the viscous lubricant and had thrust them up inside
his anus as far as the knuckles, and was massaging himself with them, groaning and squirming a bit, and biting down on his full lower lip in concentration, as he worked the stuff around inside his butt. Beads of sweat dotted his chest and brow as he finger-fucked himself.

  "Damn," Austin gasped, when he saw that he was being observed, and when he saw, too, that Nick was not only standing in the doorway staring at him, but that he too was naked and that the older guy was fondling an immense hard-on of his own while he gaped at his erotic performance on the bed. "You caught me in the act. This is what I want you to do to me. Fuck me, Nick, with that big cock of yours. But I know I'm going to need a lot of lube if I'm going to let you put that big thing up my ass!"

  Austin pressed his fingers deep into his anus once more, then pulled them out and wiped them off on his thigh, grunting as his ass hole silently cried out in protest at the cessation of the stimulation.

  "Come on," he pleaded. "Fuck me, please! I'm ready for you, man, and I can see that you're ready for me! Christ, you're hung big! I guess you have to be, in your line of work. It's beautiful, Nick. Your dick is fucking beautiful! And I want it in me! Now! We can do the other stuff later, whatever you want, man, I'll do it! If I don't know how, if I haven't done it before, you can teach me. But right now I want you to fuck me. I'm so hot, I just have to come, and I want to come with your cock up my ass! I want you to come in my ass, too! Please! I bet I can get it up more than once for you, don't worry! But first fuck me, Nick! Please, fuck me! Please fuck my ass!"

  Austin was saying things that would make any gay guy in his right mind go right out of his mind with excitement!