2 for the Show
~B.J. Scott~
Beau to Beau Books
Copyright 04/10/2011: B.J. Scott
All Rights Reserved
http://www.beautobeau.com
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Included in: 2 for the Show
1. Openers
2. Introduction
3. 2 for the Show
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Introduction:
When Mitch is asked to pose nude for a well known magazine, all he wants is a little action. Mitch quickly learns that Mack Shier Productions is much more than just magazines. The owner plans to make a name for himself in the adult film industry and after only one day with Mitch, the famous Mack Shier knows he has found the man who will make him rich. Fame and fortune may only be a dream, however, if Mitch is unwilling to take orders from the company’s leading money maker, a man who demands complete obedience, in every way, from the new guys.
2 for the Show:
Mitch had told no one that he was gay, so when he was asked to pose nude for the hot new magazine, FunGals, he tried to laugh it off. “What are you asking me for? You got any idea who really reads those magazines?” Mitch looked up at the new guy at his part-time night job, wondering how much he really knew about him.
“I know who our main readers are – gay men. But you are damned hot, Mitch, and I am as straight as an arrow. If I can see it, every gay man in the world will see it.”
Realizing that his secret was still safe, Mitch thought about it. He knew he was hot, and he just might get a lot of action from posing nude. “Do I get the centerfold?”
Jack hadn’t thought about that, but Mitch was certainly hot enough for a centerfold. Jack was certain he could work it out with his boss. Once Mack Shier got a look at Mitch, there was no way he could turn him down for the centerfold. “You got it, buddy.”
Mitch had never been to the part of the city he was driving to today. This was where he had only dreamed of living. As he was buzzed in at the gate, Mitch rolled the window down on his car and let the crisp cool air hit him in the face. The driveway wound through the hills as it led Mitch to the mansion of the owner of FunGals Magazine, a division of Mack Shier Productions.
Jack was waiting for Mitch, and he waved him to the side of the house. “Hey, Mitch, you look amazing. You ready to meet your maker?”
“Bring it on.”
Jack opened the door to the home of the famous Mack Shier and watched as Mitch took it all in.
“Not bad, eh?”
“Are you kidding me, Jack? You don’t live here, do you?”
“No, but I do spend a lot of time here.”
Mitch wanted to ask Jack why he had to work at the same dead end job that he did if he was working for Mack Shier, but he didn’t really care. Mitch was here to make a name for himself and to hopefully get laid.
Mitch was taken to a dressing room that was filled with serious man candy. “Damn, you are hot!”
Mitch shrugged. He was used to getting comments like that. “You guys in the same shoot?”
“That’s right. We are the stars of the season.”
Mitch wondered how many of these guys were gay. There was one he wouldn’t mind doing. It had been awhile for Mitch and he was due for a good lay.
The models had been given robes to wear over their bodies until they were on the set. Some of the still photos were of couples and trios, and the photographer wanted to capture the expression of each man when they saw each other naked for the first time.
Mitch walked into the dining room where he and another guy were to pose on the dining room table. Mitch had no problem with that. He could pose on a table. Hell, he would even fuck a guy on a table.
“Okay, guys, time to bare it.”
Mitch tossed his robe aside and several gasps echoed throughout the room. Jack had seen his friend naked a few times, but he was still impressed. Mitch had a body to die for. He was muscular, but not in a body builder sort of way. His stomach looked like a washboard, and when he walked nothing seemed to move. But what caused the gasps was what Mitch stuffed into his shorts every day. His cock was thick and long, his balls huge, and Jack felt inferior just being in the same room with him.
“Damn, Mitch.”
Mitch looked at the photographer. “What?”
“Uh, just get on the table and lean back.” The photographer was shocked at Mitch’s obvious lack of self-awareness. Does he have any idea how hot he is? The photographer had seen more naked men than he could remember, but Mitch was over the top. Centerfold for sure. After a few photographs of Mitch, a new man entered the room.
“This is your partner for the shoot, Mitch.”
Mitch nodded, and the man dropped his robe. The man’s name was Jamal. He was a shade darker than Mitch’s once a year tanned shade, and he was all muscle. Mitch stared at Jamal’s muscular thighs. Even his butt looked like it worked out.
“You comfortable with two in the frame, Mitch?”
Jack had never mentioned a twosome type photo, but Mitch was not complaining. Jamal was hot, and Mitch’s massive cock was beginning to rise. Jamal leaned toward Mitch, his hand on his inner thigh, and he turned to kiss him. Mitch could feel his anticipation building, and then Jamal stopped suddenly, his lips so close to Mitch’s lips that Mitch could smell the hint of peppermint on his breath. The photographer snapped several shots, and then called for a break.