Role of a Lifetime II
By: Kenneth Kirk
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Chapter 26

Unfortunately, my scene with Hector was not to be filmed until Friday so I had to be a good celibate little boy for the whole week.  My husband rather enjoyed the many blowjobs he received in lieu of fucking that week. 

Brant and I filmed a couple of scenes in our apartment and in a restaurant on Monday and Tuesday and the whole film seemed to be progressing at a good pace.  Our new cameraman got over his jitters about seeing naked men kissing, sucking cock, and butt-fucking and began to find it all a bit titillating, I believe.  He smiled more when we were filming sex scenes than when the scene was in the office or school or another location.

Although Brant and I were focusing our attentions on Living Large, we were also getting some inquiries about our interest in a variety of projects.  Brant’s agent Freddy Kendall and my agent Joan Hawkins would get the details and pass on the information to us in an abbreviated fashion.  Almost always we agreed with their assessment of the potential role and most were politely refused.  I marveled at how quickly I had gone from no work at all to actually turning down opportunities to earn hundreds of thousands of dollars.  Our live together was amazing!

Since his movie career was so strong, Brant turned down all offers for television work except for RFK and a guest spot on Beauty Queen, where he would play the television announcer for one of the pageants.  The fun twist was that all the pageant girls would be vying for his affections while he was secretly doing several of their brothers, boy-friends, and fathers.  With filming on RFK set to begin as soon as he was done with Living Large, he spent some time in talks with directors, fittings with wardrobe, and reading scripts.

I had nothing to follow Living Large so Joan was a bit more aggressive in checking on upcoming productions in both television and movies.  One of the most promising opportunities was the lead in a planned movie about a member of the U.S. House of Representatives who is bi-sexual and gets outed by a rent boy.  After some discussions, we all agreed I was too young for the role.  Later I learned it went to the always-impressive Brad Ruffalo.  I can’t wait to see the movie!  I did get a 3-episode arc on 9-1-1: Lonestar where I will play a doctor at the hospital who wants an affair with the luscious TK Strand, played by the equally luscious Ronen Rubenstein.  Filming was scheduled for September.  Did I dare hope for a 3-way with TK and Carlos (Rafael Silva)?

I also landed a role in a Hallmark Christmas movie set to film in November.  I would actually play a heterosexual high school flame of the heroine who returns to her hometown to move her mother into a retirement center.  I actually get the girl from her big-city boy-friend.  You know the story.  Pay for Christmas in Clarksville was low by my new standards -- $150K – but not bad for a 3-week gig.  Immediately, my charming family began referring to the movie as Christmas at the Rest Home.  It was slated to be released in November 2023 as a new addition to their enormous catalogue of predictable holiday romances.

Let’s get back to Living Large. 

Editors began their work that week and I was asked to join Jeff on Thursday to reshoot a short campus scene where some background noise had been intrusive in the original cut.  It was fun to hang with Jeff for the day and the students on campus were incredible.  They would collect just out of camera range while we shot a scene, then walk to our next location.  In all we filmed about 6 scenes, changing clothes between some of them to indicate different days.  A couple of times we just changed our shirts which got all sorts of attention from the students, both gals and guys.  I think the straight guys enjoyed it as much as everyone else.  Go figure.

Mom had a day of shooting with Diablo Hernandez, or I should use his legitimate stage name, Ricardo Ortiz, who was playing Chrystal’s boyfriend from Miami.  She remarked later that he was a good actor and a perfect gentleman in their scenes together.  She thought his accent was quite sexy.  They had a couple of scenes in a restaurant, at the hotel pool (with him in a scandalous bikini courtesy of our wardrobe department), and in a suite at the upscale Venice Suites Hotel at the beach in trendy Venice.  Much of the scenes in the hotel room had Ricardo in just his underwear no matter what was going on.   She thought Ricardo was the most comfortable actor she had worked with when he was undressed and one of the most uptight when fully dressed.  She told me he has a shower scene I will enjoy.

Brant filmed some scenes in the office with several of the other cast members.  Collectively, we were progressing on our schedule, but the week just dragged by for me as I was constantly imagining my scene with Hector.  By Tuesday, the celibacy and the anticipation of being with Hector combined to make me hornier that I think I had ever been.  Nah, when I recall the time with Brant before we were able to consummate our lust, my horniness at this point was a close second.

Finally, Friday came.

The set-up for our scene went something like this.  After completing the project Marty and Ricky were working on the night they finally got naked together, Marty and Aaron talked it over.  They planned for Ricky (Hector’s hot character) to spend the weekend with them to allow for some good time in the sack.  But Marty was expected in Las Vegas on Friday night to celebrate the completion of an apartment building he had designed for the suburb of Henderson.  He would return around noon on Saturday so all three could be together for a day and a half and, more importantly, an entire night.  So, Friday night would be the first union of Ricky with Aaron. 

Hector and I had a 4:00 call at the condo that served as Marty and Aaron’s condo.  Also present were Director David Dawson, Max on sound, with Kenny and Gregory ably manning the cameras.  We did some rehearsing, lights and sound testing, and eventually got our make-up applied by our buddy Rachoud.  Both Hector and I were pretty nervous as we prepared for filming. 

Finally sensing our anxiety, our director, David Dawson, told us to use our true anxiety since our characters were supposed to be nervous during the beginning parts of the scene.  “When we get to the sex scene, I would like you to take it naturally.  Do whatever you want to do as though the crew was not here and it was just your first time together.”

I grinned at David before turning to Hector to give him a rather evil grin followed by a quick touch of the tip of my tongue to my bottom lip.  He looked caught up in serious anticipation.

“Can you do that?” David asked.

“Of course,” Hector nodded.

“With pleasure,” I added.

In order to eliminate the natural light for a scene that was supposed to happen in the evening, it was necessary to wait until after 8:30 to begin filming.  For a couple of hours, we filmed some short snippets in which Ricky arrives and is greeted awkwardly, Aaron prepares a light supper of Chicken Caesar salad, rolls, and white wine while Hector leans on the kitchen counter and some small talk ensues.  They ate dinner on the balcony overlooking the LA coastline with the Santa Monica Pier distinctly visible.  As they sup, planes are seen in their landing pattern for LAX just south of the Pier.

After dinner, Ricky excuses himself to visit the powder room while Aaron clears the table and rinses the dishes.   Aaron glances at the clock to see it has been a few minutes since Ricky disappeared so he freshens their glasses of wine and moves into the living room.  As he walks into the room, he sees Hector coming out of the bedroom his fabulous body on full display to the lustful eyes of his host and the millions who will see the movie or the excerpt on various Internet sites over the coming years.

Aaron gasps, grins, sets the wine glasses on the coffee table, and says, “Damn, baby, you really know how to get a party going!”

Ricky grins back at Aaron, “I didn’t want to waste any more time.”

Aaron begins shedding his clothes, tossing them wherever they fall.  The viewers get a detailed look at Aaron from behind and from in front as Ricky looks on with great interest.

“Cut!” David Dawson’s voice was startling.

The cameras stopped rolling and we all looked at our boss.  “Uhm, Sky…”

“Yes?”

“We cannot film you in that, uh, state if we want to avoid an X rating.”  He gestured at the lower part of my body.

When I looked down, I could see the problem.  It was a big problem that stood out in a flagrant signal of my desire.

“Sorry,” I said as everyone chuckled.

“What are we going to do about that?” David laughed.

I looked across at the exquisite face, chest, legs, and cock of my co-star.  “I think I need a short break and when we come back, Hector cannot be in my line of sight.  Then, maybe we can get the shot you want.”

“Okay.  Five minutes, everyone.”

“Make it ten,” I whined.

“Ten!”

“Hector,” I called, “just go into the bedroom and stay there until you are called out.  I can’t see you right now.”

“Sure,” he grinned.  I could tell he was beginning to plump up at the obvious state of my attraction for him.

Rachoud came out of the kitchen with a bottle of water for me and one for Hector.  “Hydrate!” he ordered.

Kenny left the camera to go to the balcony for a cigarette while Gregory went outside to calm himself.  I couldn’t help but notice the young cameraman was tenting out his shorts as he walked by.  Rachoud noticed, too, apparently, as he whispered to me, “There’s hope yet for that cute young Gregory.  Uhm-hm.”

Max reduced the lighting, then walked into the entryway to make a quick phone call.

I chatted with Rachoud for a while about his boy-friend, sometimes actor and all-the-time horny body-builder Rafe Turner who was up for a part as a gym bunny in the newest Marvel action flick.  We laughed about type-casting.  It was clear that Rachoud is very happy with Rafe, so I closed the conversation with “I pray it always goes well for you two.  You deserve someone who will support your dreams all the way.”

Rachoud blotted my face and dabbed a bit more powder on my cheeks as the crew returned to their places. 

“Do you think you are ready?” David asked.

“Yes,” I said, “but be quick about it.”

“Okay.”  He turned to the crew.  “Lights!  Camera!  Action!”  He clicked the scene marker and I resumed my position looking toward the doorway into the bedroom. 

“Okay, Sky, Ricky has just said, ‘I didn’t want to waste any more time.”

I chuckled, quite aware the camera was focused on me – all of me.  Fuck it, I thought, the whole world knows what I am packing. 

“Well, then, Ricky.  Let’s not waste any time.”  I walked quickly past the camera towards the open door.

“Cut!  That was good.  Let’s reset the equipment in the bedroom.”

Rachoud held a terrycloth robe open for me and I slipped my arms inside, pulling it around my middle.  Quietly, he whispered, “Are you ready for this?”

“Oh, yeah,” I grinned.  “Hell, yeah!”

“That’s my hot stud muffin,” he grinned and patted my shoulder.

It took a few minutes to relocate the equipment, which allowed me to visit the powder room for real and down another few ounces of water while Hector sat on the sofa fidgeting a bit.  He held his robe tightly closed and seemed deeply focused on his thoughts.   When I finished in the restroom, I sat beside him and took his hand.  “It’s gonna be fine, Hector,” I said.  “I’m going to ignore the cameras and just enjoy letting our bodies get acquainted.”

Hector smiled at me.  Quietly, he said, “That’s a good way to handle it.  I’ll try to be as good as I can be.”

“You’ll be great, sweetheart.  I know it.”  I looked into those sexy amber eyes of his for a moment.  “Is there anything you are not ready to try?”

He was silent for a moment.  “I don’t think I’m ready to, you know, uhm…”

“Bottom?” I suggested.  When he didn’t respond immediately, I explained, “Get fucked?”

With a worried expression, he nodded.  “I don’t want to disappoint you.”

“No worries.  I don’t think we should go that far yet.  There’ll be time and I think I will let you top me first.  If that’s alright.” 

Hector grinned and reached down to adjusted the robe over his growing erection.  Under his breath, he said, “Fuck.”

“That’s the idea,” I chuckled.  “But not today.”

He nodded.

“I am planning a spectacular blowjob for you, however.”

“Fuck,” he said a little louder.

To be continued...

Posted: 07/28/2023