Work and Pleasure
#10 of Confessions of a Gay Porn Star
Kurt pops a question. Jimmy gets popped.
The bedroom had a nice, musky smell to it, a kind of a mixture of manly scents that we had given off during our previous butt activities, and now it was time for the delicious, manly afterglow, holding each other in our arms, paws resting in our favorite places. Mine was on his shoulder and the second cupping one of Kurt's mottled ass cheeks, keeping it warm and nice. I might've given it a good pounding earlier, but I liked to make my love sweet and nice, too. Just like this.
It was one of our times like this that Kurt popped a question, of a rare kind, really, because we didn't talk much about it. We'd covered the basics early on, and since then it had seemed to matter so little to what was now that it simply didn't come up that often, at least not deliberately.
"What was it like to have sex with someone you're not physically attracted to?" my snow leopard asked me, nestled onto my side in our post-coital glory, looking up to me curiously.
I chuckled, at first.
"You doubting my attraction to you, lol?" I asked, giving his rump an appreciative squeeze as I reminded him that I was definitely into my boyfriend slash mate's nice butt.
"Of course not" Kurt poked my chest with his thumb in reply to my cheeky gesture, "I was just...thinking..."
"You think too much," I kissed his forehead. "This isn't the place to think...just to feel good..."
"I do feel good," Kurt stated, and judging by the pleasant bulge against my thigh, he really had enjoyed everything, since he was still feeling quite cheerful in the sheath department. "But I was just wondering."
His warm breaths were kinda tickling my chest too. They ruffled my furs there a bit, and played with my chubby nipple, too. I wondered if he was doing that on purpose, for a while, as I rested my head on the big pillow and considered his question. It wasn't like I was going to leave it unanswered either, lol.
"I know," I said, stalling for time.
"I know you had to do it...can't like them all, right?" my snow leopard's eyes were warm as he studied me.
"Nope," I nodded softly, ears rubbing against the pillow. "Of course not."
"I can't really imagine it," Kurt mused, his breath ever so nice and warm.
"You don't have to," I rubbed the base of his thick, mottled tail, enjoying the feel of his body there.
My mind offered an image, though...the otter leaning against the studio wall, smoking a cigarette - that was way before they became a prescription drug, mind you - kinda minding his own business...slowly rubbing his junk through his cargo pants and looking bored...
And that was who was I supposed to be doing that day, for Max's "Surfer Dudes EXXXtreme" collection...
"It's a bit weird, I guess," I said, "but you just have to go through with it..."
"Lance, you all cleaned up?" the polar bear asked me as I wandered over to the set, wearing a bathrobe and some swimming trunks underneath, but nothing else.
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"Yep," I told the bear who was busy setting up his laptop, while Harry, one of the cameramen, played with the lights.
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"Nice and simple stuff today," the bear noted.
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"I suppose that's what you have to do in that business," Kurt mused, his breath now brushing against my chin.
"Well that's what you're there for, I guess," I noted, liking how he was scratching my belly now.
"Not surprises today," Max said. "A good in and out job. They'll love the contrast. A sleek hunk and a fuzzy lion."
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I glanced over at the otter who was taking another puff and scratching his crotch. My own sheath was lying dormant. I was glad I was bottoming today, lol.
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"I bet," I mused.
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"So how do you do it?" Kurt asked. "It can't be fun."
"Porn's never about fun," I replied with conviction. "At least not for the performers. It's just about making it look and sound good."
"And there's Sam!"
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The otter had crunched the cigarette butt under his sneaker and finally walked over to us, paws stuck in his pockets.
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"Come on Sam, meet your co-star for today."
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I offered my paw and smiled, but the otter barely gave me a nod. The smell of smoke was still strong on him. I wondered if it was going to get stuck on my furs.
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"I think we're all set here!" Harry called, holding up his digital video cam.
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"And so am I," Max said, the polar bear settling behind his computers. "And since we got the paperwork done earlier, I think we might as well start."
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"Cool," the otter said.
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"Well, yeah," Kurt noted. "I mean...they keep pounding each other for so long and...well..."
"Sorry, hun," I chuckled a bit wryly as I patted his butt, "I make for lack of stamina with quantity, I think."
Kurt snuffled and flapped my leg with his nice tail.
"Yeah, you do."
"And...go...!"
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The awkward introductions and banter were quickly over, the lights were hot, the two cameras zooming in as we wrapped arms around each other and made out for about a token minute while running our paws over each other's bodies and crotches. My swimming trunks had a nice bulge in them, but I wasn't unsheating, not with that groping paw squeezing me, a bit too hard, not enough to hurt, but definitely not the kind of treatment I preferred.
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"Yeah, hot lion butt..." the otter grumbled as he fondled my ass while Harry took some closeups of my tail region.
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"Ohh you hot bastard," I rumbled, trying to make it sound good even as I knew that it'd be as fake and silly and unsexy as it always was.
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"And you make me cum really quickly, too, with this hot piece of yours," I complimented my snow leopard with selected dirty words.
Another nudge on my thigh, this time from a knee.
"So I'm a hot piece now huh?" my fuzzbutt lover questioned.
"Of course you are!" I declared. "Can't get enough of you..."
Wet lips touched my chin, purring lips.
I was on my knees and with a muzzleful of otter cock while he thrust into my maw, making exaggerated sex faces and noises while his webbed paws gripped my ears. My tongue was covered in deep musk and I tried to let some spit dribble out of my muzzle to make it look a bit wetter and hotter for the cameras making their circles around us.
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"Okay, Lance, pull down your trunks and jerk off while you suck him!" Max shouted some instructions from his spot where he surely was sitting, rubbing his own junk while watching the live feed from the two cams he directed.
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I did as I was told, pulling my sheath and balls out from the snug trunks and began to rub myself, trying to concentrate on the warm feeling on my cock and not on the almost gagging-feeling of that blunt otter dick pumping into my muzzle. Did I just imagine or did his cock taste like cigarettes?
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I rubbed my paw over his neck and felt the loose, warm furs under my palm, leaning closer to nuzzle my lover's stout muzzle before I gave him a nice tongue-intensific kiss that made purrs appear from both of us. The old arousal was coming back, too, much to my amusement, even after a good five goes at Kurt already. Pretty good for someone who was almost forty, lol.
I know it's supposed to be the naughtiest, most porn-suitable act to do, but when that otter was licking my asshole, I still couldn't really get into the mood, lying there on the bed on all fours, knees spread so that they could see my dangling cock, my muzzle pressed against a pillow so that I could make some dirty faces and curse out my enjoyment of the act, all the while hot, wet sounds came from my ass. It was a bit ticklish, like it always was, and I guess it was my mental displeasure with this whole business today that was making it just...meh. It was a show, but it was even more of that today, too.
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Kurt straddled me easily, back curving as he kissed me still, grinding our hips together. There was a lot of boning up going on, definitely, sheaths pulling back, balls jangling and jingling together, bellies meeting nice and warm. He smelled great...sex and man and all things sweet and nice and humping me like a wild cat...or at least a horny teenager, lol. I gripped his rump and encouraged the rocking.
"Hmmmm..."
"Uhmmm...."
"All set?"
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"Yep!" Harry grumbled, kneeling by the bed and with a clear line of sight with his camera to everywhere he wanted to see for now.
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"Okay, action, guys!"
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I knew that the second camera was shooting my face, so I made sure to give them lots of "aaahs" and "oh fuck!"s and moans and pain-pleasure sounds when the otter's lubed and condom-wrapped dick pressed into my prepared hole. This crucial part of any porn flick was going to be filmed a few times so that they could show it from multiple angles, and every time I had to pretend like it was the first...
"I think it's my turn now," Kurt grunted to me after nibbling on my neck and leaving it nice and tingling.
"Yeah?" I rubbed my big paws over his back and awaited for instructions.
"Your ass is mine," my snow leopard hissed sexily, grinding his leaking cock against my own straining equipment.
"Aye, aye," I grinned after a wry snuffle.
Kurt rolled off me after another kiss.
"Get onto your belly, stud!"
I smacked him with my tail for that.
"Okay, ride it, Lance, show how much you like it!"
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I gripped my own knees as I bounced up and down on the otter's bothersome pole, making more sex faces and letting the cameras get a good closeup of my sweaty, pleasured face as I rode the otter like a wannabe cowboy. The sweat was from the physical exercise only, not the actual sex we were having. At least the otter was big enough to put enough pressure on my prostate so that at least my cock maintained at least some kind of firmness as it flapped against my belly with my bouncing motions. The otter just sat there, holding my hips and not even trying to guide me as I drilled him into my ass again and again. Where did they find such a passive guy?
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"Ohhh fuck yeah!"
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Kurt's paws rubbed my butt cheeks briefly before he pulled them apart and dipped his muzzle down between them. His tongue made a nasty, wet circle around my tailring and made it clench. That made my cock pulse, too, plastered between the bed and my warm, rumbling belly. I moaned happily.
"Aahhhh...aaahh yes..."
My boyfriend might've been a lot of things, and he was also good at the art of butt-kissing...a couple of minutes of this and I knew that I might be begging for it like a real tail slut...
"Okay, break's over!" Max clapped his paws together.
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I glanced over at the otter who was busy rolling on a new condom and slathering that with some lube to make himself ready. My own preparations included getting onto my back on the edge of the bed with my legs hanging down. Soon the otter had them slung over his shoulders.
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"And...action!"
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I remembered to purr when the dick slipped through my tailhole and began to pound back and forth inside me at porn star speed.
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Kurt's fingers were covered in cool lube when he burrowed them into my hole and curled them a little, to massage my bump inside there and making me moan out again when he played with my body expertly, causing more pre to drool out of my trapped tool. I even pushed my butt back to meet the teasing fingers, to tell him how much more I wanted of this, right now.
"Ohhh damn..."I moaned happily, sprawled out in all my leonine glory.
"You ready for it, hun?"
Oh damn...he really was making me wriggle my ass wantonly...and he didn't do anything but play with my bud...damn...
Oh well. Guess he was entitled to.
"Work that dick...show me that cum," the otter panted as he pounded my ass.
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I was jerking off again, this time to bring out my side of the money shots, grunting and snorting hotly as I hoped that I'd blow soon. His sweaty, oily hips slapped against my ass while he kept on fucking me, seemingly not caring about what I was doing, as long as he was doing his part.
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Kurt only slapped on some lube and pressed onto me soon, and I lifted my rump to meet him, making it easy for the snow leopard to rub his barbed member against my hole for a few moments before he pushed inside me in a long, smooth thrust that made both of us moan. My hips landed on the bed again with a little thud, causing my cock to rub against the sheets. I moaned, but not as much as when I felt his body come down on me, paws gripping my furs even as I felt his teeth on my neck.
"Aaahhh..."
Fap fap fap fap fap fap fap fap. I'd even had to sneak some lube onto my paw as I stroked myself off. I hadn't even managed to pre enough to accomplish that. I was still moaning like it was the best thing ever happening to me right there and then.
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"Ohhh yeah...hot ass...hot ass..."
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My balls were finally starting to rise. I ramped up my speed and squeezed down on myself. I grit my teeth together.
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The bedsprings squeaked a little with the drive of our bodies together, propelled by my snow leopard's fuzzy hips working against my ass. The seesawing barbed length rubbing inside my back passage had me on a good fire now, moaning against a pillow while his teeth and saliva marked me for now, the possessive feline holding me firmly while he mated me hard and fast, based on his instincts only, working me hotly.
"Yeeeah...yeeeah...fuuuuuuck YEEEAH!"
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I must've made it sound like it was my first orgasm ever, with my passionate face, curled toes and the splashes of white over my belly furs, my paw still working over my length in a flurry as I rode out the meagre sensations. The otter just kept on butt-slapping me.
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"Stand by for Sam's money shot!" Max announced.
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"Aaah..."
I knew that moan very well, and squeezed down on him with my butt muscles, knowing what was coming, and well aware how that'd make it even sweeter on my lover.
Ouch.
His teeth dug into the loose skin on the back of my neck, a proper mating bite, Kurt's favourite, as his paws gripped me even harder and he slammed down...once...twice...three times before he simply stopped moving and let his length twitch inside me, filling me up with his watery seed.
I gasped, moaned, and wriggled my rump, hoping to give him an extra dose of nice feelings in exchange for the tingle on my innards.
"Cameras, quick!" Max barked out.
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Sam pulled out of me, my legs slamming down so that my paws hit the floor just when the otter jumped onto the bed. I saw his paw grab the transparent sheath covering his dick and throw it away onto the blue sheet covering the bed and the rubber sheet beneath it. I knew what was coming and braced for it, muzzle open, looking up lustfully, expectantly...letting my tongue flick out between my lips.
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_ The otter's face crunched as he gave himself a few slap slap slap strokes and then the pearly stream splashed against my muzzle, my tongue and my face. Hot, wet rivulets soon ran, and I smacked my lips with apparent extreme pleasure at the prospect of having a taste at the otter's sticky cream. He was still panting and cussing under his breath...and did I just imagine, or did his spunk taste of cigarettes, too?_
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"Oh, fuck!" the otter grunted.
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"Wow..." Kurt breathed, his chin crashed against my shoulder.
I smiled a little, from the corner of my muzzle, and reached with a paw, a bit awkward form this angle, of course, to pat my snow leopard's side.
"Anytime," I grinned as I squeezed my butt-ring around his shaft, milking him a bit with my secret porn star muscles.
"No time like now," the snow leopard purred dirtily and ground his hips against my rump once again, churning the cream he had already put into me.
This might take a while, I thought, as I felt him withdraw and then easily press into me again.
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