I Was a Teenage Porn Star (1)
#1 of I Was a Teenaged Pornstar
Crisp finds himself intrigued about the possibility of performing in adult entertainment...but should he? He's not exactly the naughtiest guy...or so he thinks.
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Crisp yawned, his eyes flicking between the screen of his smartphone and the food on his plate while he minded his own business and enjoyed his lunch break at the college cafeteria. The young wolf felt a bit tired after having already sat on two lectures, and there were two more to come for him...and this was only Monday, and that wasn't even a long day for him. And then there would be the homework...
*sigh*
Sometimes Crisp wondered whether he was college material after all. There really was so much work to do, and keeping it all organized was quite the strain on him. At leas the weekend had been relaxing, spending gaming and doing fun stuff...though the homework had eaten parts of both Saturday and Sunday afternoons despite his best efforts to make it all fit into his neat schedule.
His quiet Facebook-browsing was interrupted by a loud round of laughter, enough to make him almost jump on his seat and look over at its source. One of the nearby tables was filled with jocks, big, burly canines, felines, a bull and a bear, and even a stallion, all laughing and back-slapping one another while they chomped down hamburgers and fries and gushed huge cups of soda down their throats. Every few moments they'd burst out in laughter that echoed through the cafeteria and interrupted everyone's relaxation, as well as the few furs who were desperately working on assignments or homework while trying to enjoy a bite to eat in peace. At least Crisp didn't have that problem, he thought, feeling a blush creep onto his muzzle while he watched the big, muscled guys on the table nearby. Those tight-fitting shirts and pants he could see, and they were probably wearing some pretty comfortable sneakers too...
"Wooot, man, someone got lucky!"
"Ohhh maan!"
They all seemed to be back-slapping and whooting at a cougar who grinned smugly at the attention he got from his buddies.
"What can I say, the girls dig footballers!"
Crisp blushed even more as he peeked at the rowdy jocks. There was just something about their buff bodies and tight clothes and how they carried themselves so confidently and without care about what others thought about them...pretty much the exact opposite of how Crisp saw himself, being small of stature, meek and definitely not a jock. He'd never dare to enter such a table, let alone could not imagine being invited to sit in one, and he wasn't sure how they'd react to a guy like him sitting there.
"Oh yeah, maan, it was hot and heavy!"
"Oh maaan, show-off!"
"Lol, you know what the girls dig!"
"Big guns!"
Crisp felt his blush explode when another of the football jocks, a bull showed off his biceps with some hot flexing moves. The other guys whooped appreciatively.
"Killer, man!"
"Pawesome!"
"Hell yeah!"
"Yeah girls dig that dude!"
"Fuck yeah!"
Crisp couldn't believe they were talking such dirty stuff right there in such a public space, especially not when the bull stood up and did some more muscle-bulging, which surely drew the eyes of a lot of girls sitting around in the cafeteria.
"Damn, dude!"
"What can I say, girls dig some hot beef!" the big bull jock grinned, showing himself off.
"And a big tackle!" the stallion in the group added.
"Hell yeah!"
"Make them beg!"
At least the bull didn't grope himself or anything, but Crisp could only imagine how big he might be...down there.
"Dude, you could make porn with that!"
"Yeah, dude! HD! High Dicknition!"
"Lol, guys!"
"You'd make thousands with that hunk of meat, dude!"
"Damn!"
Crisp's ears burned as he hurriedly looked back onto his Facebook profile open on his phone and not at the jock table where the guys were again doing back slapping and complimenting each other for their dirty talk. The wolf tried to concentrate on the funny updates on his walls again, but it was hard to ignore the throbbing sensation in his pants. He'd grown all hard and stiff, and it felt funny, especially knowing that the buff, rough jocks were all gathered nearby...it seemed kinda sneaky, and made him feel like he was starting to sweat under the collar of his white shirt.
Crisp spent so long wondering about his boned-up state that the next time he looked up at the clock he realized that he was almost late from his next lecture. He hurriedly stuffed some more food into his maw, put his phone in his pocket, and left, bag trailing over his shoulder.
"Shit," Crisp muttered.
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Hours later, in his dorm, eyes bleary from studying and watching some anime, Crisp laid on his bed, wearing a T-shirt and some boxers and nice striped socks while he tried to relax, laptop over his belly. He'd been surfing the net for a while and didn't really feel like going to sleep yet, even though he was tired. Maybe another episode of anime?
His drifting mind moved slowly from topic to topic, trying to consider everything that had happened during the day, and he was again reminded by the bunch of muscled jocks at the cafeteria. It made his dick swell up in that strange way it did when he was around hot guys, and in the mornings, of course, and he felt blushed, glad that he had his own room in the frat house and didn't have to share with the other guys. He could hear some of them talking in the living room even now, probably watching some late night show and enjoying it, while he was cooped up in his room. The guys were kind of jocks, too, nothing like the footballers, but still, a bit intimidating to the young wolf.
He was flushing mightily and throbbing in his boxers while he put on naughty mode on Chrome and typed "hot jocks" onto the search bar, thinking it was a bit silly thing to do, really, while hitting "Enter", and watching the results come up. A lot of them seemed strange, but he didn't have to scroll down long before titles like "Hot Guys Strip" and "XXX Jocks" and "Musk and Sweaty" started to show up. Those seemed a bit racy, Crisp thought, going down still before he saw a link titled "The Locker Room - Dare You Enter?"
Crisp clicked on the link and got a prompt asking him to verify that he was 18 years old, to which he clicked "YES" with confidence, and then the page loaded and the text "WELCOME TO THE LOCKER ROOM FOR BOYS" appeared. His eyes widened as a number of very hot guys wearing bulging shorts and white socks appeared, seemingly standing across the page. Some had arms around each other's shoulders, too, and they were all grinning at the camera.
The wolf watched, feeling a bit bewildered at the sight of so many perfect bodies and cute sock-covered paws, and while he moved the mouse pointer across the page, suddenly a video started rolling on of the windows he accidentally passed. A very handsome lion stood there, muscles bulging, wearing a jockstrap and some long training socks, standing confidently and grinning.
"Hi there! Why don't you come on in to the locker room and see what us boys are up to here? Take the free tour and find out what you're missing out on, dude, and see what this is all about!"
The lion winked, and Crisp felt his blush deepen.
"Wow..."
He watched the hot guys for a bit longer before noticing the "FREE TOUR!" button, which he clicked, a bit nervously again, when the page re-loaded and a new page appeared, full of sexy poses of guys in various sports gear...there were so many bulging muscles, jockstraps, baseball bats swung over beefy shoulders, and even a young fox washing himself in a shower while a handsome, hunky wolverine was eying him from the side, watching his raised tail...
Crisp had certainly seen porn before, but the pictures were particularly hot, and the next few clicks brought out even more so, some of them incredibly graphic, with dick-fondling, sucking, even some fucking going on in the HD pictures filling out the page. All the guys looked like they were having a great time, too, doing all that Crisp had only idly wondered about, never having dared to actually do anything about it, or approach a guy in any sense other than friendly. Watching all that happen on his screen seemed extra naughty as a result.
He clicked around a few times, seeing that there were movie clips, too, but he didn't dare to look at them, thinking that someone might barge in, and he didn't have his earphones on...but the next click brought a page that asked for credit card details, and he realized that the free tour was over.
"Ow damn..." Crisp muttered, having seen so many hot guys there, he wouldn't have minded seeing some more...though, he decided, of course the internet had to be full of pictures like this, it was not like this was the only page left.
He contemplated clicking the window shut and trying one of the other links, but just as he was about to close it, something caught his eye. There was a handsome young, slim panther standing on the corner of the page, with a grin on his face, and pointing at a text he seemed to stand on, though of course it was just an illusion created by the site design.
"DO YOU HAVE WHAT IT TAKES TO ENTER THE LOCKER ROOM - MODELS WANTED!"
Crisp's fingers trembled a little when he clicked on the link, eyes squinting with curiosity.
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