Models audition

“You look great Nicholas! We’ll be able to get you lot’s of catalogue work”

The young black man breaks into a surprised grin. He’s in his early twenties, his sleekly muscled body clad in just narrow, well filled briefs.

“This is incredible!” he rocks back on the office carpet, “a few girlfriends have said I ought to be a model”

The woman in front of him smiles. She’s about 35, dark haired and very glamorous looking. Leaning her broad hips against the front of her desk. “Catalogues are fine but seasonal – you’ll need other work if you really want to be able to support yourself in this business. There’s a steady demand for magazine work – especially in the American girlie market”

The young man frowns. “I’m the wrong sex, aren’t I?”

“Well no” the woman says. “The Americans often show boys and girls together – all strictly pretend. OK?”

She eyes him closely as he grins, “OK... just don’t let my girlfriend know!”

“Lovely.” The woman straightens, “let’s have your pants off, then”

“Sorry?” The young man double takes.

“Your pants please Nicholas” The woman glances down. “I’ll need to see you stripped.”

Just then the office door opens and an attractive girl of about 22 trots in. She’s petite and shapely, her face framed by thick strawberry blonde curls. Her gaze flickers over the young man before she hands some papers to the older woman.

“Oh, thanks.” The older woman glances at the young man. “Oh, don’t mind Sharon. She’s used to auditions”

Nicholas takes a breath, then, he turns away and removes his pants.

“Oohh.. lovely bum,” the blonde purrs.

“Turn around – let’s see you properly” says the older woman.

The young man now feeling very coy and shy obeys. The women look straight between his legs. “So it’s true what they say!” The blond hiccups with laughter.

“That’s certainly a nice penis you’ve got Nicholas, now if you can just show me your hard on –“says the older woman briskly.

“But I thought this wasn’t porn?” replies the young man with a sound of worry in his voice.

“It’s not – in the States it’s perfectly legal to show an erection so I need to know that you can get nice, hard and stiff in front of strangers – and stay like that.”

The young man stares at her in disbelief. “So... You want me to wank?-”

The older woman smiles. “I do ask all the young guys that come here Nicholas, so there’s really nothing to feel ashamed of”

“Shit!-“ The young man looks away from the two women in front of him and takes a deep breath. His fingers curl around the soft flesh of his shaft. Glancing up at the ceiling, he begins to tug gently on his foreskin, then stops abruptly. “I can’t! Not just cold-“

“Shall I give him a hand, Christine?”

The young man gapes at the blonde. Bright-eyed, she’s already plucking at the buttons of her blouse.

“Sharon’s done a couple of shoots, so she’s our resident expert” the older woman explains.

Grinning up at the young man’s open-mouthed stare, the blond wriggles out of her short skirt. Beneath she wears skimpy pink pants, white suspender belt and stockings. The blonde shrieks suddenly, staring down at the young man’s crotch. He’s eyes drop. His cock is stirring, the shaft curving an inch or two from the vertical, foreskin rolling back off his broad bulb.

“Keep touching yourself, Nicholas” the older woman smiles, “Sharon won’t mind you wanking over her.”

The young man blinks at her in shock, but is immediately distracted by the blonde turning her back, bending almost double and wriggling her pants down from only two or three feet away. He stares at her rounded cheeks, and thick, gingery hair curling up her anal crevice.

“Oh my-“ he whispers. Kicking off her pants, the blonde turns. “Oh look, Christine. Isn’t he gorgeous!?”

Mesmerised by the dense mat of hair between the girls naked legs, the young man doesn’t notice at first where both women are looking. His cock is now massively erect, its engorged bulb rearing well past his navel.

“Wonderful!” A flush appears on Sharon’s cheeks. “Shall we see how Nicholas copes with handling-?” Instantly the blonde drops to her knees and she shuffles up to him. He starts violently as she reaches between his legs. “Come on, Nicholas.” She chides, bright eyed. “Let me touch-“

Carefully she slides her hand behind his shaft. He grunts, his body stiffening, as her fingertip touches his stiffened flesh. Then he sucks in breath as the girl leans forward, gently drawing his bloated cock into the soft valley of her cleavage. Quickly scooping her breasts, she presses then together until only the young man’s bulb and an inch or two of his shaft protrudes from her soft flesh. “Good boy,” she breathes, glancing up with a big smile. The young man swallows. The blonde chuckles. “He’s really hard, Christine”

To the young man’s surprise, the dark haired woman gives a shudder. Her face is bright pink. “What about licking?” she says thickly. “Mmm!” Grinning, the blonde leans back. The young man breathes out as his cock springs up from her cleavage, only to gasp again as the girl immediately takes hold of his shaft and draws it down to her mouth. Opening it wide, she eases forward until her lips all but enclose his bulb, yet without actually touching it. As her breath fans his engorged flesh, the young man sighs and closes his eyes. Then he swears as his shaft suddenly gives a fierce jerk, smacking her upper lip. The blond darts back with a gasp. “You alright?”

“Yeah.” The young man breathes, sweat gleaming on his forehead. Gripping his shaft, the blonde turns to Christine “... see that great twitch?”

The older woman leans forward, adjusting her skirt, squeezing her thighs tighter together, the blonde grins slyly. “Do you think we should try a bonk pose? That’s the great test.”

“What’s that?” the young man asks. “Oh, it’s easy” The blond sinks back onto the carpet, drawing him by his erection. She spreads her thighs. “Get on top of me”

The young man kneels between her shapely legs. “No – like we were really doing it” She tugs at his arm. Sighing, he leans forward, his strong thighs pressing into the girl’s. His mouth opens as his balls fill the warm junction between her cheeks, his shaft is squeezed between their crotches, it’s swollen stiffness rearing from their mingled pubic hair. The blonde sighs under him, squinting down at his erection.

The older woman coughs. “Isn’t that a bit over the top?”

“Oh no Christine-“ the blonde says. “We did it on both my shoots. The photographer reckons it gets us both in the mood.” She wriggles, moving her crotch against the man’s cock, then chuckles suddenly. “I can feel him throbbing right against my clit”

The young man blinks down at her. “Sorry about that”

“I’m not complaining!” the blonde laughs. Instantly her grin fades, her eyes close. She moves again, jerking here hips up – almost involuntarily at first, then more rhythmically, rubbing her wet pussy against the young man’s shaft. He glances up at the other woman. “Is this part of the test” he asks.

There’s no reply. As the man stares, she begins to rock gently back and forth, eyes half closing – thighs locked together. A low grunting moan rises from the blonde. Red faced, she suddenly pumps her crotch fiercely against the man’s over-strained shaft.

“Hey, love-“ he gasps, breathing hard. “Keep that up and I’ll be spunking all over you!-“

Instantly she jerks forward, clutching at his cock. “Put it in –“ she hisses. “Put it in me-“. Before the young man can think he feels his cock slide up inside her as she continues to rock back and forth on his erect pole.