A thick unit pounded into Ryan’s asshole, crushing his tender prostate with every thrust.  The slender 20 year old lay on his back while holding his knees against his chest.  His handsome face was contorted with an expression of anguished pleasure.
“Oh yeah—like that!  So good!”
His partner continued a furious pounding into him.  Ryan’s cock leaked with droplets of precum.  His belly quivered.  Having his prostate mashed gave him powerful twinges of hot ecstasy in his pelvis.  The sensation was almost too intense to bear, but he was a professional.  A prickly pre-orgasmic tickle started emanating from the center line of his cock.
“Fuck!  I’m going to come!”
His partner pulled out so fast he almost felt turned inside out.  He sat up and jacked his cock with a tight fist.
“Rrg!  Yeah—fuck!”
His nuts squeezed up into him and a thick rivulet of sperm shot a foot into the air.
“Urrrrgghh!”
He kept jacking to convulse with two more hot bursts.  Then he fell back on the mattress.  His body jolted with an orgasmic after shock.
“Oh…fuck!”
He jolted once more and his six inch cock lurched.
“Mmph!”
Ryan trembled as he waited to see if there was more.  His cock finally started to relax.  He lay on his back while gasping.
“Cut!” the director said.  One of the union guys sounded the bell for a 15 minute break.  “That’s a rap, people.  Great work, Ryan.”
Ryan kept his eyes closed while lying on the mattress in the middle of the studio covered with droplets of sperm.
His partner, an over-boobed porn star with long blond hair, nudged him.
“Hey,” she said.  “Don’t fall asleep.”
Ryan let out another satisfied groan while looking at her.  She was removing the large strap-on she’d pegged him with.
“Give me a minute.  That was a major eruption.”
She gave a proud giggle while walking off.
Ryan closed his eyes and let himself sink into the mattress.  The sounds of the crew shuffling out for break went on for two more minutes, and then things became quiet.  Maybe he would take a nap after all.  There weren’t any more shoots scheduled in there for the day, and it was warm enough to sleep naked.  He started to doze.
Right when his mind hit the nonsense state before sleep, he heard a light footstep.  It was probably one of the crew coming back for something they forgot.  He nestled his head against the mattress.
A hot mouth clamped over one of his soft nipples.  In a flash of a second he was sucked hard and barraged with a riotous tongue.  Ryan’s nipple got rigid.  His eyes opened wide just as the mouth popped off his chest with a hard sucking sound.
“Fuck!”
Ryan scrambled to sit up.  Kneeling beside him on the mattress in a half shirt and shorts was Guy Demarc, the tanned muscular host of Dungeon—a gay bondage program.
He placed his hand on his throbbing wet nipple.  “Damn it, Guy!  What are you doing here?”
“Watching you get pegged,” the burly blond said with a smile.  “Dungeon was canceled due to technical problems.”
“Oh great.  Just what I need.”  He crawled on hands and knees to get off the other side of the mattress.  “The world’s most aggressive fag watching my shoot.”
He heard another smacking sound.  An instant later Guy’s saliva moistened finger popped into his asshole.  Ryan was seized by a fast stab of pleasure.  He zipped onto his feet to escape.  Guy laughed.
“Damn it, Guy!”
His friend climbed to his feet with a smile.  “I hate to tell you this, Ryan, but I’m not the only fag getting off on your films.  Probably more than half your audience is gay.”
“Fuck!  Don’t tell me that!”
He led the way to his dressing room.  Besides the usual lighted mirror and chair, a stand up shower was in the far corner.  Ryan got in and turned on the water.  Guy leaned against the wall beside it to watch him soap his naked body.
“You sure are homophobic for a guy who takes it up the ass.”
“Pah!”  He scrubbed his dick.  “Dildos up the ass don’t make you gay.  And don’t call me a phobe!  My best friend is a gay guy.”
Guy’s face flared with sudden anger.  “Who?”
“You, you idiot!”
He blinked in realization, and then relaxed with a smile.  “Oh good.  I was about to get jealous.”
Ryan exited the shower.  Guy handed him a towel.  The svelte brunette wiped his dripping crotch, then bent over to pat the wetness on his calves.  He knew he gave guy a pretty show with his lean body and curvaceous bottom.  Being watched made his cock thicken.  He dried it a second time with more strength.
“When are you going to let me fuck you, Ryan?” he said, with more than a touch of longing.  “You’d love a real dick in your ass—and I’m crazy about you.”