Tyler loves Pirate Island Videos, producers of the world's nastiest gay porn. One night in a dirty SoMa leather bar, he meets their star bottom, who tells him he should try out. With the help of Nick, his secret crush, he makes a tape that will knock their socks off. Will his live audition for the mysterious producer go as well when he finds out who they have in store to break him in? More
WARNING: This story contains explicit rough anal and oral sex, voyeurism, professional and amateur gay porn production, group sex, and consensual intense physical abuse!
Tyler loves Pirate Island Videos, producers of the nastiest gay porn in the world. One night in San Francisco in a dirty SoMa leather bar, he meets their star bottom, who tells him he should try out for a part. With the help of Nick, his secret crush, he makes a tape that will knock their socks off. Will his live audition for the mysterious producer go as well when he finds out who they have in store to break him in?
It was a modern hotel room. The young man was face down on the bed, naked, ready, his face obscured by a blindfold, his hands tied and stretched out in front of him, his ass in the air, waiting for whoever wanted to take and abuse it. The camera was positioned by the side of the bed, and over the crest of his ass you could see the door open. Two men walked in, no hesitation, as if this was their room and everything in it was theirs too. Yeah! Tyler thought, stroking himself, stiffening at the sight of Mitch Bradford, one of the biggest badasses in the Pirate Island stable. His buzzed head and short goatee made him look cruel, malevolent, a top who could give a shit whether you liked what you were about to get or not – a top who knew that if you were the kind of pig who’d been hired to service him, you fuckin’ loved it. The other guy was another Pirate Island regular, Zack Black, who had a smooth baby face that would make you think he was anything other than the rough merciless fucker he really was. They didn’t waste any time. The door latched closed behind them and Mitch was up on the bed, facing the little cumwhore before he even had his pants undone, just his belt hanging loose and flapping in the young man’s face, clearly shocking him since he bucked and twitched when the unseen black leather belt stung his cheek. Mitch sandpapered the nameless bottom’s face with the front of his jeans, rubbing his hard cock across the mouth he was about to skullfuck. His muscles stood out in his wife beater as he slapped his bitch with the loose flap of his belt, his tats shining in the bright lights. The young man practically slobbered all over the end of the belt, desperate for something in his mouth, so hungry to take what was coming, maybe not even knowing, not caring, who’d gotten the job of filling it. Meanwhile at the foot of the bed, Zack had his jeans open and his dick popped out, already hard as a rock at the sight of that smooth rounded receptacle. Fuck that cock is big! Tyler thought, looking at Zack’s long straight fat pole. Nine real inches for sure, not nine “Internet inches.” He didn’t even strip, couldn’t wait to get it in that hot greasy hole. As he got on his knees at the end of the bed, and the pig realized there was another guy in the room, his ass started bucking and rearing in a frenzy of anticipation, begging for it. Mitch popped open the buttons on his 501s and pulled out his fat cock. The cockslut’s mouth was seeking it like a fish to a lure, but Mitch backed up and slapped him with the end of the belt. “Wait for it,” he said, the first of few words. The cockslut moaned just a little, suddenly realizing who it was in front of him, thrilled and afraid and hungry, knowing what he was about to have to endure, knowing what kind of punishment was coming. Then, staring at each other like two experienced teammates, Mitch and Zack simultaneously entered and owned their holes, Mitch’s hands on the back of the bitch’s head and Zack’s on his shoulders, both driving in deep simultaneously, Mitch’s cock stifling the shout that the searing pain of Zack’s cock caused, thrusting deep into that hole all at once with no hesitation, no patience, no mercy.