CHAPTER 2
“That’s good, Abby, that’s good,” James said.
They both breathed loudly and began to sweat. Nick was immersed in the scene, his breath growing louder in sync with the actors as his penis hardened inside of his pants. He couldn’t help but mimic James in his head. That’s good, Olivia, that’s good.
As Nick breathed heavily, Diego pulled the boom mic away from the actors.
“Hey Nick, you good? I think I’m picking you up through the mic.”
Nick set the camera down. He didn’t realize how sweaty and warm he’d become. The actors stared at him in confusion, James’ penis still inside Olivia.
“Uh, I… Take five everyone. I need to piss.”
Nick rushed to the nearest bathroom without another word and locked the door behind him. He stood in front of a wide mirror in a spacious bathroom, facing the reflection of a man with a mountainous lump in his pants. He unzipped his jeans and pulled them down to release the beast that could no longer be restrained.
If only Olivia could see how hard he was right now. Would she be disgusted by him… or would she be turned on? Sure, Nick wasn’t gorgeous like James, but his penis was definitely something to look at. It was massive and the tip was soft and pink at the end of a nine-inch shaft. The veins along his length bulged and quivered. There was a slight curve to his penis, which he always thought gave it some character.
Nick pulled out his phone and pulled up a picture of Olivia from one of her porn shoots. She lounged across a bed in red lace lingerie, covering up just enough to tease the hell out of a guy.
Nick set his phone down on the counter and rubbed slowly. He imagined that Olivia was underneath him instead of underneath James. He could hear her moaning again, just like she was doing during filming. You’re so much better than James, she was telling him. Your dick feels so much better inside me. Nick rubbed faster and his uncut skin barely shifted back and forth from his strong grip.
Then he spotted a bottle of lotion on the bathroom counter. It was one of those fancy scented lotions he expected to find in such an expensive house. Nick squirted a generous amount of floral-scented lotion onto his hand and lathered it onto his penis.
“Ooohhh yeah, baby.”
He imagined Olivia’s vagina was wet and slimy like this. She’d be so wet from how good his massive cock felt inside of her. He’d make her feel so good she’d beg for him. He’d pay attention to all her sensitive spots too to make sure they’d both cum at the end. He’d push her legs far back so he’d have access to her clit while they were fucking.
Nick bit his lip as he rubbed faster and faster. Just a little more, he thought, and then I promise I’ll get back to the movie. His breathing was
loud and heavy. He hoped no one walked by the bathroom door or they might hear his lustful groans. Look at me with those beautiful eyes, he said to Olivia in his mind.
The lotion between his quick hand and his penis made short smacking sounds. The tip of his penis jiggled with each stroke. It swelled so much from the blood pumping through that it looked like it would burst. His abs tightened and his thighs flexed as his muscles prepared for an orgasm.
“Olivia… Olivia… Ooohhh shit!”
Thick white cum shot from his tip and sprayed onto the screen of his phone. His entire body trembled, making his hanging balls shake. He thrust his hips forward with each milky squirt. He tilted his head back as he emptied the rest of the cum from his penis and groaned from the depths of his throat.
Then Nick panted and looked at himself in the mirror. God, he felt so much better already. He knew it was shameful, but at least he could keep filming while keeping it in his pants now. He’d kept his actors waiting for too long already while pleasing himself in secret, so he zipped his pants back up. He wiped his screen, slipped his phone back into his pocket, washed his hands, and exited the bathroom.
“Alright! Who’s ready to keep filming?”