Page 5 of Party Animal
“Something like that.”
“I bet I can change your mind.”
“You won’t.”
Who the fuck did he think he was?There’s such a thing as playing too hard to get.I took my hand off his leg and backed off.I used my acting skills to tamp down my anger and put on a calm façade.But of course I couldn’t let him have the last word.“It’s your loss.”I could see Beau watching me from the bar.“Excuse me.I have somebody waiting for me.”I headed for the bar.Beau threw an arm around me and kissed me.I whispered a few words to him, and took him home with me.
* * *
I kicked Beau out of bed at five a.m.He stumbled into the bathroom and I heard the toilet flush.He came back with a serious case of morning wood.Beau tried to crawl back into bed, but I jumped up and threw his clothes at him.“Get dressed, baby.I have an early call today.”
“I’ll stay here and wait for you.”
Shit, I’d already overslept and missed my gym time.This was why I rarely let anyone sleep over.“Sorry, I have a long day and you gotta go.”
Sighing and groaning, Beau dressed and made his exit.I cleaned up, dressed, and hightailed it over to the studio.In the dressing room, somebody threw a bathrobe at me.I took my clothes off and put the robe on.
The set was furnished like a living room and the camera crew was waiting.I saw Max talking to a guy I’d worked with before, Lance Steel.Max gave me a hard look.“Nice of you to join us.”
I said the first thing that popped into my head.“The freeway traffic is murder.”
“Right,” Max said.“Listen up.Here’s the scenario.It’s a sunny day in LA.Casey is in the shower when he hears the doorbell.He grabs his robe, throws it on and opens the door.It’s the mailman in a pair of tight shorts that show off his ass.”Max nods at Lance.“You see Casey standing there with his robe hanging open and everything in plain sight.Let’s take it from there.”
Lance and I got into position.We stood on either side of an open door.Lance eyed me up and down.“I have a package for Casey Cox.”
I winked at Lance.“It looks like junk mail to me.”
Lance pretended to be nervous.“Are you Mr.Cox?”
“I sure am.Bring that package in here where I can see it.”
I shut the door behind Lance and lean against it.“Unwrap it, Mr.Postman.Let’s see this special delivery.”Lance undressed and I put my hand on his crotch.“That’s some package.I think I better try it out before I sign anything.”I dropped my robe, and then dropped to my knees in front of Lance.
I licked my lips and clutched Lance’s thighs.Then I fisted his stiff dick and bent my head.I tongued the slit for a drop of precum.“Hmm.Love the way you taste.”
Lance groaned.“Come on, cocksucker.You waiting for an invitation?Let’s see what you can do.”
He grabbed my hair and pulled.I let his dick slide into my mouth.
Lance urged me on.He tightened his grip on my head and thrust deep.I started sucking, but when I felt Lance’s balls tighten, I released him.
“Fuck.Why did you stop?”
“I just wanted to test the merchandise.”I gave his cockhead a quick lick and stood up.“You’re the delivery boy, so let’s see you deliver.”
I led him into the bedroom.The camera crew followed us and took a few minutes to set up.Meanwhile, Lance and I stroked our dicks to stay hard.
“Okay boys.”Max said.“I want a sixty-nine.Lance, lie on your back with your head at the headboard.Casey, I want you on top so we can see your face.”
We moved into position effortlessly, but always aware of the camera.Facing his toes, I straddled Lance’s head, putting a knee on either side.My erection hung over his face.Lance grinned up at me, clearly anticipating what was to come.
“I’m gonna fuck your face, delivery boy, then I’m gonna come in your mouth.”
“Promises, promises,” Lance muttered.
Growling, I bent forward until his cock brushed my lips.Now we were in perfect position, his cock prodding my lips, and mine prodding his.I licked up his length, and then bent farther to suck his balls.I was enjoying the tang of his sweat, when I heard Max’s voice.
“Let’s see your face, Casey.”
