A Porn Star is Born 2/2

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Title: A Porn Star is Born
Author: Beth
Fandom: RPS
Characters: BanaBloom
wtf27 Prompt: 14 Porn Stars
Word Count: 3,682
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Eric is looking for a new face for his next production.
Warnings: mansex, swearing… 
Beta: raptureinbloom

Disclaimer:  Yeah, Eric really runs a porn film business...and I'm his fluffer

My WTF Table

 

Orlando unfolded his legs and got to his feet, Eric followed him off the couch.  He took Orlando’s hand and led him up the wide, wooden staircase.  They stopped at the third floor and Orlando gasped.  The entire top floor of Eric’s house was his bedroom.  Three sets of French doors opened up to a deck on the far side of the rectangular room.  A gentle evening breeze made the drapes that lined each door billow into the room.  At the far end of the deck sat a large Jacuzzi.  It bubbled softly and steam rose from its surface.  Orlando turned from the deck and looked around Eric’s bedroom.  Sitting at an angle to one corner of the room was a king size bed.  The headboard was paneled in a dark cherry wood.  The bed was covered with a rich, dark blue comforter.  Pillows of all shapes and sizes decorated the top of the bed. 

 

“Are you filming us?”  Orlando asked.

 

“I’d like to,” Eric admitted.  He walked around the room turning on some soft lights.  “But this really isn’t about your training or being in a video.”

 

“It isn’t?” 

 

Eric’s forehead wrinkled.  He walked back to Orlando and placed his hands on his waist.  “I want you to understand…being with me tonight has nothing to do with you being in any of my videos.  In any kind of way.  I want you to want to be here, with me.  Your job at UrBana is secure no matter what you decide.”

 

“Oh God, do I want to be with you.  But I thought…I mean.  I knew you wanted me, but,” Orlando blushed and cleared his throat.  “I thought maybe you wanted a personal audition.”

 

Eric kissed the line of Orlando’s jaw; his lips sliding wetly back to Orlando’s ear.  “A personal audition wouldn’t hurt,” he chuckled.  “But this is about me wanting you.  Pure and simple.”

 

Orlando’s state of arousal went up a notch.  “Really?”

 

“Really,” Eric smiled.  “If I did film us, it would be for my own viewing pleasure.  How do you feel about that?”

 

“I feel incredibly turned on that you would want to watch us fucking,” Orlando breathed.

 

“So, that’s an ok?”

 

“Yeah, but you have to let me watch with you.  And maybe film me fucking you.”

 

Eric smiled seductively, sealing the deal.  “The cameras are hidden, so they won’t be a distraction,” Eric said.  He opened a panel on the wall next to them and pushed some buttons, activating the cameras remotely. 

 

He took Orlando’s hand and walked to the bed.  Eric sat on the edge of the bed and pulled Orlando into the space between his knees.  He lifted Orlando’s shirt and nuzzled the soft skin of his belly.  Eric kissed the skin with an open mouth, gently sucking on the smoothness.  “Take your shirt off,” Eric mumbled with out moving his mouth from Orlando’s stomach.

 

Orlando’s hands shook as he unbuttoned his short.  Eric’s tongue circled his navel, dipping inside and slowly fucking the indentation with his tongue.  Orlando groaned loudly and yanked at his shirt sleeves, breaking the buttons on the cuffs.  He threw the shirt behind him as Eric slid a hand up the inside of Orlando’s legs, cupping his balls.

 

“Fuck,” Orlando moaned.

 

Eric hadn’t even touched his bare cock and Orlando could already feel pre-come welling at the tip.  Still concentrating on Orlando’s stomach, Eric unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down Orlando’s legs.  His mouth wrapped around the head of Orlando’s cock as Orlando stepped out of the pants.  He mouthed Orlando through the cotton of his boxers, drawing the taste of Orlando through the fabric.  He gripped Eric’s shoulders, steadying himself.  He was panting and a small trickle of sweat ran down his spine.  Eric held his ass in both his large hands, kneading the muscles gently and rocking Orlando’s cock against his lips.  Eric’s breath moistened the fabric more and it stuck to Orlando.  He traced the outline of Orlando’s erection and worked his fingers into the crease of Orlando’s ass.  Unconsciously, Orlando’s moved his feet apart, spreading himself for Eric and Eric pressed his index finger to Orlando’s entrance.

 

The smooth cotton rubbed against him and Orlando let out a strangled groan.  Eric smiled and opened his mouth wider over Orlando’s cock.  He licked and sucked him through his boxers, keeping a teasing pressure against Orlando’s opening.

 

Eric only stopped because Orlando whispered “Please.”  When Eric lifted his head and looked at Orlando’s boxers, he wasn’t sure what had made them more wet, his mouth or Orlando’s pre-come.  He grabbed the legs of the boxers and pulled them down Orlando’s legs.

 

“Get on the bed,” Eric said huskily.  “On your knees.”

 

Orlando crawled to the middle of the bed while Eric stripped off his clothes.  Seeing Orlando get on his hands and knees made his cock jerk.  He was already aching to be inside Orlando, but there was so much more he wanted to do to him.  Only when Eric moved behind Orlando and started kissing his lower back, did Eric notice that Orlando was trembling.  He wasn’t scared, Eric knew that, but he was close to being over stimulated.  The anticipation level was so high, for both of them that even such little amount of foreplay had Orlando shaking.  Eric would have been too, he just had more practice at controlling it.

 

Eric wrapped his arms around Orlando’s upper chest and moved back to rest on his heels.  He pulled Orlando with him and laid Orlando’s back against his chest.  Eric kissed the side of Orlando’s neck, “Are you ok?” he asked softly.

 

Orlando laughed nervously.  “Never been so excited.  Want you to touch me everywhere.”

 

“I will,” Eric promised.  “Just relax for a minute.”

 

Orlando inhaled and exhaled deeply several times.  He shuddered in Eric’s arms, releasing the tension in his body.  Small shivers still ran through him, but he didn’t feel as desperate as before.

 

“Better?” Eric asked.

 

“Yeah,” Orlando breathed.  “I want you so much, but I don’t want to go fast.  I want it to last.”

 

“Me too,” Eric said and licked along Orlando’s neck.  “We have all night.  And there’s no way you’re leaving this house without me doing everything I want.  Everything you want.”

 

“If that was supposed to relax me, it didn’t.”

 

Eric chuckled next to his ear, sending yet more shivers through Orlando.  “If it helps, I want you just as much.  It’s taking a lot to not just throw you down and fuck you.”

 

“Not helping,” Orlando said in a tight voice.

 

“Sorry,” Eric said.

 

“Liar,” Orlando moaned.  He rocked his hips backward, pressing the length of Eric’s cock against his ass. 

 

“I am,” Eric said with a laugh.  “It’s been a long time since I’ve wanted someone as much as I want you.  And an even longer time since I’ve been with someone as responsive as you.  Just the sounds you’re making are driving me fucking crazy.”

 

Orlando turned his face and smothered Eric with a kiss.  Eric gently pushed at Orlando with his body, returning him to his hands and knees.  The kiss didn’t break until Eric moved to kiss along Orlando’s shoulders.  When he reached the middle of Orlando’s back, he licked and kissed down his spine.  He paused for a minute to admire Orlando’s ass.  The perfect curve of cheek, the tan line that was far too low on his ass to be considered decent on most public beaches. 

 

“So beautiful,” Eric murmured and kissed the very top of Orlando’s ass.  He cupped the firm flesh in his hands, stroking his thumbs over the smooth skin.  “Your ass was made to be touched, licked…fucked.”

 

Orlando made another one of the sounds that made Eric’s skin tingle and he kissed down the crease of Orlando’s ass.  Orlando mumbled incoherently and Eric’s tongue delved into his cleft.  His tongue danced around the tight opening, flicking over it until Orlando moaned again.  Then Eric took a cheek in each hand and spread Orlando open.  He licked his lips and pressed his open mouth to Orlando’s entrance and sucked.

 

“Fuck,” Orlando whimpered and his head fell down to the bed.  Hands scrambling, Orlando grabbed a pillow and yanked it to him, clutching at it.

 

Eric sucked a little harder and Orlando pushed his ass back onto Eric’s mouth.  His hands ran down the front of Orlando’s thighs as Eric pushed his tongue inside him.  Slowly, but with determination, Eric’s tongue moved in and out of Orlando’s body.  Orlando reached an arm behind him and touched the side of Eric’s face.

 

He wasn’t demanding anything; he just wanted to touch Eric.  What Eric was doing to him felt too wonderful to let it go unrecognized, to not touch Eric.  Eric turned his face and kissed the tips of Orlando’s fingers.

 

“Feel good?”

 

Orlando gave a shameless, hungry moan in response.  Eric kissed the middle of Orlando’s back and moved up to cover Orlando’s body with his own.  His cock rested in the cleft of Orlando’s ass as the pair sunk down on to the bed.  Eric rocked his hips, his cock sliding in his own pre-come and the wetness left from his mouth.

 

“You feel so good,” Orlando murmured.  He turned his head and captured Eric’s lips in a kiss.  The kiss intensified and Eric pushed his cock deeper into Orlando’s crease.  Orlando arched his hips, meeting Eric’s thrusts.  They moved together, Orlando rolling his hips up to meet the slide of Eric’s cock, each feeding the others desires.  Their breathing sped up with the frantic movements.  Everything felt so good they lost themselves in the rough slip and slide of their bodies.

 

Eric cried out first.  “Fuck.  Stop!  I’m going to come.”

 

Orlando couldn’t help the self-satisfied smile from forming on his face.  Eric laughed at himself.  “You’ve got me feeling like a fifteen year old again.”

 

“Is that bad?”

 

“Only because I want to come inside you and not all over your back,” Eric said and kissed the back of Orlando’s neck.  He reached into the bedside stand and pulled out lubricant and condoms.  His hands trailed down Orlando’s back as Eric moved back down his body.  He straddled Orlando’s legs, keeping them between his own.  He leaned over Orlando again and licked his ear.  “You’ve really never had anything inside you?”

 

“Just my own finger,” Orlando whispered. 

 

“I’d like to see that sometime,” Eric said.  “It’s better when someone else is fingering you,” Eric said huskily.  He licked Orlando’s ear lobe. 

 

“Show me,” Orlando panted.   He spread his legs open as much as he could with Eric’s large thighs outside them.

 

He poured some lube over his fingers and slid them through Orlando’s cleft.  His index finger stopped at Orlando’s entrance and pushed.

 

“Yes,” Orlando hissed.

 

Eric pushed deeper and twisted his finger.  Orlando was rocking his body, back and forth, trying to get his knees under himself.  Using one hand, Eric guided Orlando to his knees.  Once he was balanced, Orlando pushed back slowly on Eric’s finger.  He added another finger and Orlando moaned loudly.  His face was cradled in his forearms, hands bunching the pillow under him.  Eric leaned over and licked the tight ring of muscles around his fingers.  He pushed his tongue between his fingers, leaving it inside Orlando as he pulled out his fingers.

 

The noises Orlando was making made Eric ache.  The sounds were so debauched, so brazen; Eric couldn’t help but reach between his own legs and stoke himself.  Part grunt, part moan, part begging and every so often, Eric’s name would slip from Orlando’s lips.  That sound more than any of the others went straight to Eric’s cock.  His groans became louder, more primitive as he fucked himself on Eric’s fingers and tongue.  He reached behind him and gripped Eric’s knee again.  His fingers tightening and releasing each time Eric’s fingers moved inside his ass.

 

“More,” Orlando gasped.  He didn’t know what more there was, but he wanted it. 

 

Eric stared down at Orlando’s ass and thought of the ‘more’ Orlando was asking for.  He had the ideal toy for that ass.  Something as smooth and perfect as Orlando’s ass.  And he desperately wanted to use it.

 

With his fingers still gently twisting inside Orlando, Eric got to his knees and leaned over Orlando.  He kissed his shoulder, the side of his neck.  “Do you trust me?” Eric breathed the question over Orlando’s ear.

 

“Yes,” Orlando answered.

 

“Good.  I have something special for you.  Something, I think you’re really going to like.”

 

Orlando peeked over his forearms to see Eric draw a black velvet draw-string bag out of the nightstand. 

 

“Do you want to see it?”  Eric asked and Orlando nodded eagerly.  Eric loosened the draw string and pulled a glass dildo from the bag.  It was about seven inches long, not including the handle, and an inch and a half in diameter.  It curved gently at the end with a realistic looking head that was a bit wider than the rest of the dildo. Two raised ribbons of iridescent glass wound around the end of the dildo, just below the head.

 

Eric poured lubricant on the dildo and warmed the glass in his hand.  He watched Orlando’s face carefully, looking for any signs of apprehension.   Orlando stared at Eric’s hands, flicking up to look at Eric.  His eyes were dark and fiery with anticipation.  He got to his hands and knees and crawled to Eric.  He moves like a cat, Eric thought as Orlando knelt in front of him.  Sleek and sexy.

 

“Can you still do what you want to me if I kneel over you, like this?”  Orlando asked softly.  He shuffled forward so Eric’s knees were between his.  Eric nodded and Orlando grinned.  “Good.”  He slid forward so his chest was pressed to Eric’s.  Eric folded an arm around Orlando’s waist, moaning softly as their cocks touched.  Orlando slid his hands over Eric’s shoulder and up into his hair, tilting Eric’s head to the side.  Orlando kissed him softly, but it quickly intensified and they were grinding against each other, moaning into each others mouths.

 

Eric slid the end of the dildo down Orlando’s crease and he stilled.  The head slipped inside Orlando and he dug his fingers into Eric’s scalp.  Eric pushed some more and the dildo moved completely inside Orlando.

 

Orlando broke the kiss and was panting heavily against Eric’s neck.  Eric pulled the toy out slowly, letting the ribbons of glass bump over his prostate.  Ripples of pleasures thrummed through Orlando’s body and he whispered, “Don’t stop.”  Eric smiled and kissed the side of Orlando’s neck as he moved the dildo slowly back into Orlando.  When the toy was buried totally inside Orlando, Eric twisted it.  Orlando shuddered and pushed his ass back, trying to get more of the toy inside him.  “Oh god,” he moaned.  “Fuck me with it.”

 

Barefaced hunger always undid Eric.  Most people were embarrassed to ask for what they wanted.  But not Orlando.  He surrendered to the cravings of his body, just as Eric always had. “Please,” Orlando begged again.

 

Eric pulled the toy out, leaving just the head inside Orlando, twisting it again so the tight ring of muscle rode along the edge of it.  Orlando squirmed and rubbed his cock against Eric’s, sliding easily in their pre-come.  Eric pushed the toy in as deep as he could, angling it precisely so it stroked Orlando’s prostate.

 

Orlando reached his hand between their bodies and gripped both their cocks, stroking them in time with Eric fucking him with the toy.  Their lips brushed together, but didn’t quite meet for a kiss they were panting so hard.  Instead, Eric and Orlando closed their eyes and pressed their foreheads together, rocking together.

 

“Feels so good,” Orlando gasped.

 

“I can’t wait any more.  I have to fuck you,” Eric moaned.  He pulled the toy out of Orlando and set it on the nightstand as Orlando grabbed the condom.  Orlando rolled the condom onto Eric and coated him in lube.  He moved to get on his knees again but Eric stopped him.

 

“No, on your back, I want to kiss you while I fuck you.”

 

Orlando was all for more of Eric’s kissing.  He lay on his back and wrapped his calves around Eric’s waist.  Eric braced one hand on the bed above Orlando’s shoulder and took his cock in his other hand, holding it at Orlando’s entrance.  Orlando pushed down as Eric pushed in and he slid inside Orlando.  Orlando flinched and Eric held still.  He leaned over Orlando, resting on his both hands and kissed his neck.  He was bigger than the dildo, and no matter how well prepared Orlando was he needed a minute to adjust. 

 

He expected a small amount of pain when Eric first pushed into him, but Orlando wanted Eric so bad he ignored it.  He shouldn’t have.  It took him by surprise and Orlando froze, clenching down on Eric, making it worse.

 

Orlando gripped Eric’s biceps, breathing heavily.  “Relax,” Eric soothed and kissed him some more.  “Let me inside you.”  He shuddered and inhaled deeply then allowed Eric to slip deep inside him.

 

Everything changed with that slow slide of Eric’s body into his.  The burn was covered by sensations Orlando had never known were possible.  Unconsciously, Orlando tightened his body again, but this time, it didn’t hurt.  It was amazing. 

 

“Fuck,” Eric groaned and pressed his face into Orlando’s neck.  He knew Orlando would feel wonderful.  That he would be tight and hot and smooth.  But he wasn’t prepared for the all-encompassing feeling of pleasure Orlando would actually be.  He fought to remain still, to give Orlando as much time as he needed to get used to Eric being inside him, but the slight shift of Orlando under him made him tremble. 

 

Orlando started kissing Eric’s neck and making soft sighing sounds and whispering, “Fuck me.”  He arched his hips, and Eric slipped deeper.  Eric felt his balls touch Orlando’s ass and he moaned heavily.  “Fuck me,” Orlando breathed in Eric’s ear.

 

“Jesus, Orlando,” Eric growled.  “Trying not to-”

 

Orlando bit his ear.  “Fuck me,” he breathed.

 

He fucked Orlando.  He didn’t slam into Orlando, but he fucked him faster and harder than he had intended.  And Orlando took it and begged for more.  He met each of Eric’s thrusts with his own.  He was all slick, tight heat surrounding Eric and pulling him deeper.  Orlando’s body didn’t seem to want to release Eric’s for even a second.  The feeling of such a wanting, driving desire made Eric delirious.  That it was matched by Eric’s own desire made it even harder to control.  Eric wanted it to last, for both of them.

 

The pleasure never seemed to completely evaporate.  As Eric withdrew, the sensation diminished, but was always there.  And as he pushed back into Orlando, a new delicious wave layered on top of the previous one, building to a level Orlando couldn’t ride any longer.  It was too much, he couldn’t hold back any longer.

 

“Oh god, Eric,” Orlando moaned.  “I’m gonna come.”

 

The disappointment in his voice pierced Eric.  “Don’t want stop either,” Eric panted.  “But, you feel so good.  Not going to last.”

 

“Good,” Orlando moaned, a laugh mixing with the sound.  His body bucked wildly under Eric, fingers digging into Eric’s arms and back.

 

“Come with me,” Eric panted, trusting hard and burying himself as deep inside Orlando as he could.

 

Eric’s cock jerked hard inside Orlando as he stared to come.  They rhythmic pulsing unleashed Orlando’s climax. He cried out Eric’s name and locked his legs around Eric’s back, his body curving into Eric’s.  He gripped Eric’s cock with his body, and Eric arched, lifting both him and Orlando off the bed.

 

Eric’s arms were shaking, threatening to buckle under their combined weights.  Carefully, he lowered them both back to the bed.  He pressed his mouth to Orlando’s neck, licking a drop of sweat.  “That was…the best sex I’ve ever had.”

 

Orlando snorted.   “I doubt that.”

 

“No,” Eric said and lifted his head to look at Orlando.  He stroked a flushed cheek and softly kissed him.  “It was.  I’ve never been with someone so responsive, so comfortable in their own desires and wants.  So unafraid to ask for what you wanted.  To take it from me.    So shameless.”

 

Blushing an even deeper shade of red, Orlando turned his face.  Eric caught his chin and held it.  “No, don’t do that.  Don’t be embarrassed.  It was amazing.  I loved it.”

 

He lowered his mouth to Orlando’s, first licking his lips, then sliding his tongue between them.  His moan traveled the length of Orlando’s body; it tugged at him, renewing Orlando’s arousal.

 

Taking a chance that Eric was being honest and that he interpreted Eric’s kiss correctly, Orlando whispered shyly, “Can I stay here tonight?”

 

“I’d like that.  Very much.”  He kissed Orlando again.

 

“I want to wake up with you inside me.”

 

Eric’s cock hardened inside Orlando.  “Jesus,” Eric breathed. 

 

He made it back to the office three days later.

 

 

~*~

 

“Hey,” Karl yelled.  “Nice of you to come to work.  Did you get any film with Orlando the other night?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“You haven’t given it to me.”

 

“That’s right,” Eric said as he flipped through his mail.  “Keeping it for myself.”

 

“Are you keeping Orlando for yourself too?”  Karl quirked an eyebrow.  “Or is he going to do the movie?”

 

“To the first question, maybe.  I’d like to keep him, but we haven’t discussed it.  Yet.  To the second question, yes.  Most fucking definitely a yes.  He’s brilliant on film.  We’ll start shooting ‘In Bed with Orlando’ in a few weeks.”

 

“Finally, a porn star is born!  Hallelujah! The great search ends!” Karl raised his hands in the air, then sank into a chair, propping his feet up on Eric’s desk.  “So, are you directing it?” Karl asked with a smirk.  “Or co-starring in it?”

 

“Maybe a bit of both,” Eric smiled.

 

~ finis ~