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The Perfect end to a solo shoot

Sometimes I am asked for solo videos and there is always a happy ending!!  Last week was no different.

BDSM Shoot

Hi
This week i did a BDSM shoot set in a private house (as opposed to a dungeon) which at one time meant that i was fixed into a cock device called The 7 Gates of Hell.
It was!
Normally I don't get to keep or even see any of the pictures but i sneaked a couple on my phone.
It hurt - but thankfully it wasn't a smaller set of rings.
Agree?

Naughty Dreams

I was out today and sitting on the train to London (and facing an underground drivers strike) and I was cold, wet and fed up and I knew what I wanted to be doing. I sat back in my seat and closed my eyes ….

I saw myself lying face down and naked on a massage table waiting for my masseur to come into the room. I was tired and my eyes were closed and the room was warm and I could smell the oriental perfumes; they were intoxicating.  As a hand is placed on my shoulder I look and smile at a beautiful oriental girl – my masseuse. I saw her as mine.

She was only wearing a small pair of red panties which hardly cover anything at all. They are pulled tight so that I can see the enticing and promising line of her pussy – but that is for later because now I am going to be pampered!

She massage my shoulders and back with long deep strokes; the same as on my legs but occasionally she accidentally (or was it) rubbed her hand against my balls. And then she massaged my bottom with gentle strokes which reach down and tease me. She told me to turn over.

She slowly massaged my thighs watching my excitement build. She stood by my head and leant forward to stroke, massage and tease my cock. Her breasts rest on my head and slowly I suck a nipple. She pours more oil on me and teased me as slowly she moved my cock up and down; slowly and then faster; one hand and then two. She moved to stand next to me and continued and as I get larger and harder she knew I am about to orgasm and she slowly put her lips around my cock as I explode deep into her mouth.

Well that was what I was thinking and I was getting quite carried away with the dream but unlike the way I have recounted it here (which only lasted a few moments of your time) I was living the dream and experience in real time (well it is a 40 minute journey and that seemed like the right time for a massage).

Now I didn't do anything naughty like start to play with myself on a crowded public train but I was getting very hard as I imagined her stroking, playing and touching me.

My jeans weren't very tight but it was very apparent to anyone that I was getting excited (and there was nothing I could do to hide it because I had put my coat on the rack above the seat).  Of course I knew that but it hadn't occurred to me sitting as I was with my eyes closed how quite obvious it was.  It was only as we pulled into the station and I came out of my dream that I looked down and saw what all those around me could see; that long bulge running down my left thigh.

Have you noticed how sometimes you can’t quite read the expression on someone’s face? Are they cross, happy, embarrassed or depressed? Well it was much the same as I stood to collect my coat from the rack as we pulled into the station. I couldn't quite sort out what the woman (mid 40s probably) as our eyes met was thinking. It didn't seem appropriate to ask her!!

I was wearing jeans but this was the effect!

Casting couches are real!!

Fantastic and unexpected evening on Thursday!
I was meeting two production assistants (they are more than that but I don’t know their proper job titles) for a film company to discuss an acting role. Yes proper acting!  But why me, well there is going to be a lot of adult, R Rated content in this 20 minute short and I was just the man for the job.
So there we were sitting in a bar in Victoria; that is R (a sultry, dark haired Mediterranean) and S (a typical tall blonde Scandinavian) and me.
Two glasses of wine and the sexual tension between them was palpable and increasing and the more we talked about the film and in particular the sex scenes, the more they rested hands on each other’s legs, then the more excited I got.
But on the other hand I was feeling just a little peeved. I mean I am an older guy and these were two pretty women in their early twenties.  Do us older guys really get a chance with younger women?  Of course not that only happens in the movies.  But this was the movies!!
It went like this:
‘We think you will be a good candidate for this role,’ said R.
‘That’s good cos I think I can do a good job.  Have you seen my blog?’
‘Yep,’ said S with a certain amount of tentativeness.
‘I sense the hesitation. There is  a but,’ I said.
They looked at each other, which wasn’t difficult as they were sat so close together. It was R who answered. ‘You will need to audition,’ she said.
‘That’s fine,’ said I. ‘I expected that.’
‘Good,’ said S. ‘Then let’s go now.’
‘Sorry,’ I said. ‘Now?’
‘Yes,’ said R. ‘Let’s go and do the audition.’
You know at that moment I thought I was being scammed but as ever there is no other to find out but to say ‘yes’.  So we gathered up coats, they paid the bill (that was good) and we set out to find a taxi. We headed off towards Bermondsey.
It was a spacious and modern flat. S didn’t hang about.
She picked up a camera, pointed at a plain wall and said, ‘OK stand over there strip off and start wanking!’ I can tell you I was hard already. So this was the audition and I wasn’t going to miss the chance of this role. I wanted it.
But Yeah, I hear you say. By now you couldn’t care less about the film you just wanted those girls. But you are wrong because I I did want the role but you are also right; I also wanted a roll and so I didn’t complain and was quickly out of my clothes as S pointed cameras at me while I got harder and harder.
‘We need some context,’ S said and well I am sure you know what happened. S was shooting and R was soon next to me with her hand on my cock before dropping to the floor for the start of the most fantastic BJ.
S soon put down the camera saying, ‘we have enough on film.’
But the evening wasn’t at an end. Soon we were soon all naked on the bed and the girls were kind enough to make sure that in their shared passion I wasn’t totally excluded. Early evening turned into a late night before I left.
As I left R and S were still naked waving at me from the door. ‘You will get a positive recommendation.  I am sure you will do fantastic in the film.’
I thought I had done a fantastic job already. My only regret? They won’t be in the film.
I will let you know if I get the job and how it turns out. I always thought the casting couch was a myth.  Not anymore.