Role of a Lifetime II
By: Kenneth Kirk
(© 2023 by the author)

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Chapter 24

Since I did not witness the filming of this scene, I will include a description here of what can be seen in the final cut of the film along with a few comments made to me by Brant or Hector afterwards.

The scene opens with Marty (Brant) and Ricky (Hector) putting some finishing touches on the model of a quite impressive building.  The phone rings.  Marty moves quickly to a chair where his grey sports jacket hangs and pulls his cell phone out of a pocket.  He taps the screen and puts the phone to his ear.

“Hi, Aaron,” Marty says wearily.

The scene cuts to some previously-filmed footage of Aaron lying shirtless in the bed in their apartment.  “Hi, babe.  You sound tired.”

“I’m getting there.”

“How’s your progress?” Aaron asks gently.

“Good,” Marty smiles and looks at Ricky, who is leaning over the table with a glue-gun in one hand and a miniature person in the other.  “Ricky’s gluing people to the model.  I think we’ll be done in another hour or so.”

“Superb!”

 There is a pause in the conversation of the husbands as Ricky looks longingly at Marty, who stares back as if in a trance.

“Honey?” Aaron says.

“Oh, sorry,” Marty mutters.  “I was just watching Ricky.”

“That’s not a tough job, is it?” Aaron laughs.

“No, it certainly isn’t.”

“This might be a good time for the two of you to celebrate together.”

Marty is obviously struggling in his mind.  “Oh, I don’t know about that.”

“Well, it’s your choice, but I think he’s made it obvious what he would like to experience with you.  You know you have my permission to do whatever you like as long as you give me the juicy details later.”

Marty grins.  “You know I love you, right?”

“And this wouldn’t change that.”

“Hmm,” Marty grunts, then smiles at Ricky.  “Perhaps you shouldn’t wait up, Aaron.”

Aaron grins.  “Have fun!”

“Sure.”

“Good-night.”

“Good-night, babe.”  Marty clicks off the call and drops the phone back into the jacket pocket.

[Later Brant told me most of the dialogue for this scene was ad-libbed.  He admitted it was mostly what he would have said to Hector to try to get into his pants.  I laughed and told him it would probably have worked in that situation, too.]

Ricky sits back in his chair, still holding the glue-gun.  “Excuse me for eavesdropping, Marty,” he says slowly, “but if we’re almost done here, why did you tell Aaron not to wait up?”

Marty steps behind Ricky, places his hands gently on the seated man’s shoulders, and leans over until his face is beside Ricky’s ear.  “Because,” he says quietly, “I’m thinking I could give you a big reward for all your hard work on the project.”

Ricky raises an eyebrow as he grins broadly.  He sets the glue-gun aside and swivels slightly in his chair so he is half-facing Marty.  In a deep, masculine voice, he asks, “Just how were you planning to reward me?”

Marty sits down in a chair beside Ricky and turns toward him.  “That’s an excellent question,” he responds.  “I’m not authorized to give you a raise or even a bonus.”

Ricky puts a hand on Marty’s knee and makes a “too-bad” face with puckered lips.  “A que lastima!” he says with a pseudo pout.

Marty grins.  “I could take you out for a nice dinner, but it’s really late and we’ve already eaten.”

“Another time, perhaps,” Ricky says flirtatiously.

“Yes.  Perhaps.”  Marty pretends to think for a moment.  Marty leans toward Ricky.  “Or maybe something more personal.”

“Oooh,” Ricky leans forward until their faces are less than a foot apart.  “Now that sounds like an excellent reward.  What did you have in mind?”

Marty closes the distance between them by half, staring deeply into Ricky’s eyes.  “A massage would be an appropriate reward for this back-breaking work, don’t you think?”

Ricky moves closer until their mouths are only 3 to 4 inches apart.  He turns his head slightly to one side, poised to be kissed.  “Massages are always nice, Marty.”  He pauses and licks his lips while obviously looking at Marty’s lips.  “But I was sort of hoping for an even more personal, uhm, intimate reward.”

Marty licks his lips in response as he places one palm against the side of his co-worker’s face, letting his thumb run suggestively across Ricky’s full lips.  After a moment, Ricky parts his lips to kiss Marty’s thumb before drawing it into his wet mouth.  He sucks the thumb for a moment as Marty leans in further.  Marty pulls his thumb out of the way and the men crash together in an almost-rough kiss full of pent-up passion and desire.  After a few moments of intense snogging, Marty puts his hands on Ricky’s sides and rises from his chair, guiding Ricky up at the same time.  They stand fully without parting their lips, Marty leaning slightly over to compensate for his greater height.

They continue eagerly kissing as they manage to pull each other’s shirts off.  Hands are caressing chests, abdomens, butts, and crotches as they writhe together on a journey that couldn’t be stopped by a precinct of cops.  Marty finally pulls his face away from Ricky’s and they stare deeply into each other’s eyes for a few seconds.  Then Marty turns the other man a bit as he takes him by the shoulders, backs him up a couple of steps, and lowers him onto a couch.  As Ricky settles into the sofa, he puts his left hand behind his head and turns toward his massive bicep.

“God, Ricky, you are gorgeous,” Marty breathes before dropping to his knees between Ricky’s parted legs.

Ricky grins.  “I’m glad you approve, amigo.”

The button on Ricky’s white jeans was already open, so Marty simply reached for the zipper to slide it down and gain access to Ricky’s presumably impressive boner.  Unfortunately, we lusty viewers did not receive a view of his endowment at this point and soon Marty’s head obscures the area as he begins to bob up and down on the big man’s crotch.

[Later, Hector admitted this was probably the most exciting thing to ever happen to him.  He had great difficulty believing his close friend Brant was actually going to suck his cock.]

Now, back to the scene.

Instantly Ricky’s eyes widen and his mouth flops open.  His facial expression is one of excited surprise and disbelief as an involuntary gasp escapes his throat.  “Dios!”  he exclaims as he begins moaning and grunting each time Marty’s head sinks all the way into his groin.  He clutches at the sofa, shakes his head, and moans incoherently, occasionally uttering simple gasps and cries.

Apparently, judging from the rise and fall of Marty’s head and the tortured look on Ricky’s face as he squirms, whimpers, and grunts, Marty is giving a hellova good blow job which is taking Ricky out of the world we know into some place where nothing exists but pleasure.  On film, the whole event takes about two minutes before Ricky grabs Marty’s head to hold him on, blasts a loud scream of “Fu-u-u-u-uck!” and shudders like he will come apart at the seams.  

For his part, Marty gags and sputters as Ricky obviously unloads a sizable load into his throat.

For a moment, Ricky lays half-dead on the sofa as Marty sits back, his head still hiding Ricky’s cock from the viewer.  When Ricky re-animates, he looks languidly at Marty, his broad chest rising and falling from his labored breathing.  In a gasping rhythm, he says, “My God, Mar-ty.  Oh, fuck!”

Finally, we see Marty’s flushed face from the side.  He grins as he licks his sticky-looking lips, “So, dude, how was it?”

Ricky stretches one hand out until he can put his fingers tenderly on Marty’s cheek.  “Beyond my expectations by a hundred kilometers.”

“I thought you would like it.”

Ricky is regaining his strength and mental acuity now.  He grins.  “Shit, man, you know I’ve wanted to get it on with you ever since I got here.”

“I think you know it’s been a mutual feeling.  I just had to work out how doing sex with you fits with my relationship with Aaron.”

“Yeah.  I would never want to damage that amazing relationship.  You know that.”

9The camera pulls back and we see Ricky’s spent cock laying on his belly, stretching out at least 5 inches from its root to its tip and impressive in its thickness.  The brown rod glistens with spit and remnants of his spunk, no doubt.  I must admit it was a very impressive and titillating sight.

“No problem there.”  Marty takes a deep breath.  “Aaron gave me permission in that phone call.”

“No shit!”  Ricky reaches down to stuff his cock back into his jeans.

Marty stands and moves away, leaving the viewer with the sexy sight of the gorgeous Ricky sprawled out in post-coitus bliss, his furry belly dotted suggestively with beads of sweat.

“To be honest,” Marty begins as he steps away to take a swig from a water bottle.  “Aaron and I have chatted about this possibility since you first got here.”

“I hope that hasn’t caused any problems for you two.”

Marty chuckles.  “Let’s just say we’ve had some very open conversations.”  He looks down at the delicious Ricky.  “You see, we have been completely monogamous for the entire time we’ve been together, almost four years now.”

“You’re making me feel bad.”

Marty grins.  “No, no.  Aaron and I agreed that we would make an exception for you.  Otherwise, we are still not interested in anyone else.”

“But won’t Aaron be hurt by you and me doing this?”

“He gave me permission.  Remember?”

“Does that mean it won’t hurt him?”

“Good point, dude.  But, he has a powerful incentive to be okay with it.”

“What’s that?”

“He has my permission to be with you, too.”

Ricky looks very surprised.  “Uhm…”

“That is, if you want to be with him.”

Ricky grins.  “Damn, Marty.  Of course, I find him immensely attractive.  I’d love to…”  He pauses and looks closer at Marty.  “But, wait.  I don’t want to hurt you either.”

“Don’t you see, Ricky?  Aaron and I have had a lot of conversations about you and, well, getting it on with you.  We both find you incredibly sexy and we’ve both been attracted to you since we first met you.  We agreed we both would have wanted to date you if we hadn’t been together.  When it became obvious you were interested, we talked it over.  We’re all grown adults.  Aaron and I are deeply in love and having a sexual relationship with you doesn’t mean we can’t continue in that love.  He and I just have to be honest with ourselves and each other about our feelings here.”

Ricky stares admiringly at Marty.  “You guys talked about both being, uhm, attracted to me?”

“We did.”

“And saying that to each other didn’t make you jealous?”

“Actually, imagining you and my husband naked together made me uncomfortable for a while.  But eventually I came to see it the way Aaron did.  We actually hope we can all be together sometime.”

Ricky’s eyebrows shoot up.  “A, uhm, three-way?”

Marty grins at his surprise.  He nods.  “If you’d like that.”

Ricky thinks about it for a moment before grinning widely.  “Fuck, yeah!”  He stands from the couch.  “When?”

“After you have been with Aaron alone once.”

Ricky starts to dance around a bit while both he and Marty start to laugh.  After a moment, Ricky stops moving and says, “I feel like I just won the lottery.”

“I hope you still feel that way in a month or two.”

“Damn!  I’m so horny!”

“You want another BJ?”

“Maybe.  Yeah, probably.  But first I want to taste your cock, stud.”

To be continued...

Posted: 07/14/2023