Nemeth struts his stuff out to the ring donning his shiny jacket and sunglasses, living up to the Hollywood Hunk nickname. He make his way to the center of the ring, not even glancing at Todd and shimmies out of his jacket, gyrating his hips for the fans before turning around and patting his ass. Todd can't help be turned on by the little show Nemeth is giving, even if it isn't directed at him specifically.
The bell rings to start the match and the two hunks square off. Todd tries grabbing at Nemeth, but the wrestler steps back, scoffing. He then flexes both biceps, as if that were to show Todd weren't worthy of him. The pornstar doesn't know what that's about, so he runs up behind Nemeth and hits him with an elbow to the head. The follow up strikes get Nemeth down on his knees, like Todd really has the advantage. But then Nemeth grabs Todd's arm and throws him on his shoulders and hits him with a fireman's carry takedown. Todd quickly rolls back up and the two stare at each other, back to square one. They circle around the ring, eying each other, until finally Nemeth makes a move, grabbing Todd in a wrist lock. He twists the pornstar's arm, making him wince in pain and bringing him to his knees. Nemeth then hits Todd with a knee to the back, getting him on all fours. The wrestler moves over him, gyrating his hips and thrusting while moaning. Todd doesn't see any of this, but hears it and crawls away while the wrestler has his moment. When Nemeth focuses back on the match, Todd gets him in a headlock. Nemeth steps back to the ropes, using them to fling the pornstar across the ring. Todd rebounds back and ducks a swinging fist. He bounces off the ropes again and comes with a big uppercut that knocks Nemeth down. Upset, Nemeth scrambles back up and charges at Todd, but the pornstar ducks down and flips him over with a back bodydrop. Nemeth is slow to get back up and when he does Todd takes him by the back of the head and slams him into the a turnbuckle. Nemeth trips backward and is on all fours, while Todd hurries to climb to the top of the turnbuckles. Nemeth starts to stand up, but Todd sails through the air with a missile dropkick, keeping him down. The pornstar slides on top of Nemeth for the pin, but the wrestler punches out after a one-count.
Nemeth fights through the pain to get back up, finding it more important to look strong than to recover. Todd hits him in the gut a couple of times then goes to whip him to the ropes, but Nemeth reverses it. Todd bounces off the ropes and runs straight into a boot to his midsection. Nemeth strikes him again, and again, then winds his fist up, "Ohhhh baby" and then with that misdirect pokes Todd in the eyes. Todd holds his hands over his face, allowing Nemeth to grab his neck and swing it around. As he holds the pornstar in place behind him, Nemeth swings his hips around before nailing him with a neckbreaker. The wrestler then pins Todd, pressing their bodies together yelling out, "One, two, three--" but the ref stops before the three-count with Todd lifting his shoulder.
Nemeth can't believe that didn't put Todd away. He yells at the ref, allowing Todd to crawl away to the ropes, still rubbing his eyes from the cheapshot move Nemeth got him with. The wrestler gives up on the ref and marches towards him, but Todd kicks him away with both feet with such force that Nemeth falls on his back and flips over on to his stomach. Todd pulls himself back up, his vision clearing. He grabs at Nemeth who is hunched over and hits a snap German suplex. Nemeth flops away, crawling to the corner, using the ropes to stand back up. Just when he's upright Todd comes slamming into him with a bodysplash, squashing him between Todd's body and the turnbuckles. Todd steps back, allowing Nemeth to slump down in the corner and then the pornstar steps back and mimics Nemeth's move, gyrating his crotch in the wrestler's face, ending it with a thrust that knocks Nemeth back. The wrestler hands over the middle rope, exhausted, leaving himself wide open for Todd's assault. The pornstar runs up behind him and nails him with a leapfrog body guillotine. He pulls Nemeth back down, pinning his shoulders, but the wrestler punches out after a two-count.
Nemeth knows this isn't looking good for him, not sexy at all. He hurries back up and comes at Todd, but the pornstar side steps him and grabs his waist. Nemeth spins out behind Todd before the pornstar can lift him up and then shoves Todd face-first into the corner. Todd hits the turnbuckles hard, and before he can turn around he feels Nemeth grab ahold of him. The wrestler lifts him up with a belly-to-back suplex, dropping Todd hard. If that isn't enough, Nemeth then hits a standing fist drop on the fallen pornstar. Todd rolls away before Nemeth can pin him down, but the wrestler uses the break to pose some more for the fans (and himself) yelling out that he's "the Hollywood Hunk" in case anyone forgot. When Todd starts to get back up Nemeth charges at him and hits a spike DDT. Nemeth hooks the leg for the pin, but Todd punches out at the last second, the delay to pose perhaps costing Nemeth the victory.
Nemeth stands back up and stomps on Todd who is still lying down. He then gets the pornstar in a hammerlock and rolls forward with a headstand while keeping Todd in the hammerlock. Todd refuses to give up, and ultimately it's Nemeth who gives up on the hold, coming down and kneeing the pornstar in the back. Todd can sense Nemeth's frustration and hopes he can use it against him. He rolls away, but Nemeth doesn't give him much of a break before grabbing him. He slings one of Todd's arms over his shoulder and goes to lift him up, but he Todd reverses it for an inside cradle. One. Two. Thr-- Nemeth kicks out at the last second.
The near win gives Todd energy, he hops back up as does Nemeth, ready to punch him. Todd ducks, getting behind the wrestler and lifting him up with an atomic drop. Nemeth holds himself in the groin, his mouth hanging open in pain, Todd is tempted to give him a kiss but instead slaps him in the face, bring the wrestler to his knees. Todd then grabs Nemeth's hand and pulls it through his legs, yanking it back and forth like he's jerking himself off. "You like that?" Todd taunts before lifting him up in a pumphandle slam. Nemeth hates hearing how the crowd cheers on Todd, so he races back up to put an end to it, only to run straight into a clothesline. He starts to get back up only to realize it's Todd lifting him up in a backsuplex side slam that puts him out. The pornstar stays on Nemeth and the crowd shouts out, "One, two, three." The pornstar hopes up to his feet raising both arms in victory.
As Todd sits on the bench changing in the locker room Nemeth approaches him.
"Hey man, congrats on your win," Nemeth says, trying very little to sound sincere. "But I heard a view rumors around here that you're an actor."
Todd smirks, "You can say that."
"Well, that's my gimmick. I'm the Hollywood hunk. So you might want to rethink that."
"Relax bro, I'm not trying to take your gimmick," Todd says, not at all intimidated, despite the fact that Nemeth is trying to tower over him.
"Good--"
"But have acted in anything lately?"
"Yeah," Nemeth instinctively replies. He pauses trying to think of an example, but he can't so instead he says, "Lots of stuff."
"Cool, cool. Well, I just got a text that my scene partner cancelled. And since you had some pretty good moves out there in the ring, and if you're looking for more work you can shoot with me."
"Pfft," Nemeth tries to act like he's above taking work from Todd. But his curiosity gets the best of him. "How much are talking about?"
"For you, probably a few thousand bucks. One day shoot. Probably not even a full day."
Nemeth's eyes widen, that's more than he usually gets. "Is this a lead?"
"Yeah."
"Well, I'll have to think about it, it's not my usual rate," Nemeth says, trying not to sound eager even though his eyes give him away.
Todd sees right through him. "I'll text you the call sheet."
Todd stands up, fully dressed and takes his bag to leave.
"Wait," Nemeth calls. "What about the script?"
"It's minimal. Mostly we improv."
"Oh, perfect I'm usually the funniest one in my improv class."
Todd nods, not yet willing to tell him it's a different kind of improv. "Great. Can't wait to see you put it to use."
The bell rings to start the match and the two hunks square off. Todd tries grabbing at Nemeth, but the wrestler steps back, scoffing. He then flexes both biceps, as if that were to show Todd weren't worthy of him. The pornstar doesn't know what that's about, so he runs up behind Nemeth and hits him with an elbow to the head. The follow up strikes get Nemeth down on his knees, like Todd really has the advantage. But then Nemeth grabs Todd's arm and throws him on his shoulders and hits him with a fireman's carry takedown. Todd quickly rolls back up and the two stare at each other, back to square one. They circle around the ring, eying each other, until finally Nemeth makes a move, grabbing Todd in a wrist lock. He twists the pornstar's arm, making him wince in pain and bringing him to his knees. Nemeth then hits Todd with a knee to the back, getting him on all fours. The wrestler moves over him, gyrating his hips and thrusting while moaning. Todd doesn't see any of this, but hears it and crawls away while the wrestler has his moment. When Nemeth focuses back on the match, Todd gets him in a headlock. Nemeth steps back to the ropes, using them to fling the pornstar across the ring. Todd rebounds back and ducks a swinging fist. He bounces off the ropes again and comes with a big uppercut that knocks Nemeth down. Upset, Nemeth scrambles back up and charges at Todd, but the pornstar ducks down and flips him over with a back bodydrop. Nemeth is slow to get back up and when he does Todd takes him by the back of the head and slams him into the a turnbuckle. Nemeth trips backward and is on all fours, while Todd hurries to climb to the top of the turnbuckles. Nemeth starts to stand up, but Todd sails through the air with a missile dropkick, keeping him down. The pornstar slides on top of Nemeth for the pin, but the wrestler punches out after a one-count.
Nemeth fights through the pain to get back up, finding it more important to look strong than to recover. Todd hits him in the gut a couple of times then goes to whip him to the ropes, but Nemeth reverses it. Todd bounces off the ropes and runs straight into a boot to his midsection. Nemeth strikes him again, and again, then winds his fist up, "Ohhhh baby" and then with that misdirect pokes Todd in the eyes. Todd holds his hands over his face, allowing Nemeth to grab his neck and swing it around. As he holds the pornstar in place behind him, Nemeth swings his hips around before nailing him with a neckbreaker. The wrestler then pins Todd, pressing their bodies together yelling out, "One, two, three--" but the ref stops before the three-count with Todd lifting his shoulder.
Nemeth can't believe that didn't put Todd away. He yells at the ref, allowing Todd to crawl away to the ropes, still rubbing his eyes from the cheapshot move Nemeth got him with. The wrestler gives up on the ref and marches towards him, but Todd kicks him away with both feet with such force that Nemeth falls on his back and flips over on to his stomach. Todd pulls himself back up, his vision clearing. He grabs at Nemeth who is hunched over and hits a snap German suplex. Nemeth flops away, crawling to the corner, using the ropes to stand back up. Just when he's upright Todd comes slamming into him with a bodysplash, squashing him between Todd's body and the turnbuckles. Todd steps back, allowing Nemeth to slump down in the corner and then the pornstar steps back and mimics Nemeth's move, gyrating his crotch in the wrestler's face, ending it with a thrust that knocks Nemeth back. The wrestler hands over the middle rope, exhausted, leaving himself wide open for Todd's assault. The pornstar runs up behind him and nails him with a leapfrog body guillotine. He pulls Nemeth back down, pinning his shoulders, but the wrestler punches out after a two-count.
Nemeth knows this isn't looking good for him, not sexy at all. He hurries back up and comes at Todd, but the pornstar side steps him and grabs his waist. Nemeth spins out behind Todd before the pornstar can lift him up and then shoves Todd face-first into the corner. Todd hits the turnbuckles hard, and before he can turn around he feels Nemeth grab ahold of him. The wrestler lifts him up with a belly-to-back suplex, dropping Todd hard. If that isn't enough, Nemeth then hits a standing fist drop on the fallen pornstar. Todd rolls away before Nemeth can pin him down, but the wrestler uses the break to pose some more for the fans (and himself) yelling out that he's "the Hollywood Hunk" in case anyone forgot. When Todd starts to get back up Nemeth charges at him and hits a spike DDT. Nemeth hooks the leg for the pin, but Todd punches out at the last second, the delay to pose perhaps costing Nemeth the victory.
Nemeth stands back up and stomps on Todd who is still lying down. He then gets the pornstar in a hammerlock and rolls forward with a headstand while keeping Todd in the hammerlock. Todd refuses to give up, and ultimately it's Nemeth who gives up on the hold, coming down and kneeing the pornstar in the back. Todd can sense Nemeth's frustration and hopes he can use it against him. He rolls away, but Nemeth doesn't give him much of a break before grabbing him. He slings one of Todd's arms over his shoulder and goes to lift him up, but he Todd reverses it for an inside cradle. One. Two. Thr-- Nemeth kicks out at the last second.
The near win gives Todd energy, he hops back up as does Nemeth, ready to punch him. Todd ducks, getting behind the wrestler and lifting him up with an atomic drop. Nemeth holds himself in the groin, his mouth hanging open in pain, Todd is tempted to give him a kiss but instead slaps him in the face, bring the wrestler to his knees. Todd then grabs Nemeth's hand and pulls it through his legs, yanking it back and forth like he's jerking himself off. "You like that?" Todd taunts before lifting him up in a pumphandle slam. Nemeth hates hearing how the crowd cheers on Todd, so he races back up to put an end to it, only to run straight into a clothesline. He starts to get back up only to realize it's Todd lifting him up in a backsuplex side slam that puts him out. The pornstar stays on Nemeth and the crowd shouts out, "One, two, three." The pornstar hopes up to his feet raising both arms in victory.
"Hey man, congrats on your win," Nemeth says, trying very little to sound sincere. "But I heard a view rumors around here that you're an actor."
Todd smirks, "You can say that."
"Well, that's my gimmick. I'm the Hollywood hunk. So you might want to rethink that."
"Relax bro, I'm not trying to take your gimmick," Todd says, not at all intimidated, despite the fact that Nemeth is trying to tower over him.
"Good--"
"But have acted in anything lately?"
"Yeah," Nemeth instinctively replies. He pauses trying to think of an example, but he can't so instead he says, "Lots of stuff."
"Cool, cool. Well, I just got a text that my scene partner cancelled. And since you had some pretty good moves out there in the ring, and if you're looking for more work you can shoot with me."
"Pfft," Nemeth tries to act like he's above taking work from Todd. But his curiosity gets the best of him. "How much are talking about?"
"For you, probably a few thousand bucks. One day shoot. Probably not even a full day."
Nemeth's eyes widen, that's more than he usually gets. "Is this a lead?"
"Yeah."
"Well, I'll have to think about it, it's not my usual rate," Nemeth says, trying not to sound eager even though his eyes give him away.
Todd sees right through him. "I'll text you the call sheet."
Todd stands up, fully dressed and takes his bag to leave.
"Wait," Nemeth calls. "What about the script?"
"It's minimal. Mostly we improv."
"Oh, perfect I'm usually the funniest one in my improv class."
Todd nods, not yet willing to tell him it's a different kind of improv. "Great. Can't wait to see you put it to use."
The next day Nemeth shows up on set before Todd. He's holding the script in his hand and eager to get started, which surprises Todd. Soon enough they're both on set, an apartment living room, with cameras rolling. On his cue, Todd walks in with a suitcase, "Uh, who are you?"
Nemeth sits on the couch watching TV, "Who are you? How'd you get in here?"
Todd shows him his phone, "I'm the one who booked this AirBNB."
"No, I did." Nemeth shows Todd his phone.
Todd takes the phone from his hand to look at Nemeth's reservation, "Well there's only one bed here so you're going to have to find another place to stay."
Then Nemeth's phone bings with a Grindr notification appearing.
Then Nemeth's phone bings with a Grindr notification appearing.
"Why don't you just go stay with this guy?" Todd suggests.
Nemeth takes the phone back, embarrassed. "I was looking to host."
"Really?" Todd says, intrigued. "Why don't you host me then?"
He steps up to Nemeth and puts his hand on his crotch.
"Whoa--" Nemeth breaks character, stepping back.
"CUT!"
"What's the matter?" Todd asks.
"Wait, what kind of movie is this?"
"An adult one."
Nemeth looks around, how did he not figure it out sooner, like when he was reading the script. Or having to take an STD test.
"Is that a problem?"
The wrestler thinks for a moment. One the one hand he's getting a lead credit, on the other hand it's porn. But he's getting paid a ton of money. But fucking in front of other people -- for other people to watch -- not really Nemeth's thing. But then there's Todd. The more Nemeth looks at him the harder it is to look away. He can see a look of disappointment in Todd's eyes, the last thing he wants to see, and so Nemeth says, "No, um, I was just thinking that instead of grabbing my crotch, maybe your character should go in for a kiss. Make it seem more seductive?"
Todd looks at the director who shrugs. "Ok, we'll give that a try."
They reset the scene, Nemeth's legs are now shaking as he tries to commit to what's happening, but seeing Todd smile as they start over helps settle his nerves. The director yells "Action," and they redo the scene up to the same point as last time:
Todd licks his lips, "Why don't you host me then?"
He then steps forward and puts his hands on Nemeth's arms and slowly goes in for the kiss. They close their eyes, locking lips, and in that moment Nemeth forgets that there are cameras on him, and he pulls Todd's head to his and kisses him passionately. The men begin stripping off their clothes between breaths, soon both naked and hard. Nemeth forgets what the script says, but it doesn't seem like Todd or anyone else on set cares for that matter. Not when he drops to his knees and starts sucking Todd off. He bobs his head back and forth faster, taking the whole dick easily, like he's a professional at it. Todd sighs quietly, and looks at the director and crew to see if they're seeing what he's seeing: Nemeth deep throating him with such intensity. "Ohhhhh, fuck yeah."
When Todd feels he is getting too close, and Nemeth's breathing sounds wet and strained, he pulls back shuffling so the wrestler's mouth falls open, just the tip of Todd's cock still resting between those plump lips. Nemeth takes the direction, sucking gently until Todd pulls away fully. Nemeth immediately sucks in a breath anticipating the director yelling "Cut." But they keep rolling and Todd looks down at him with fondness. The athlete's face has trails of spit hanging off it while he has a string of pre-come hanging off his own dick. Todd absently gathers it on his fingers and smoothes it over Nemeth's lips, Nemeth's ragged gasps calming as he licks his lips clean.
"Fuck, bro," Todd says, getting back on script. "I'm not being a good host now am I?"
"What do you mean?" Nemeth says, somehow remembering his lines. "You're great."
Todd lifts Nemeth back up on his feet, "No, I should be the one making you at home."
Todd directs Nemeth to take a seat on the couch armrest and then proceeds to give him a blowjob. As the pornstar's lips wrap around his dick Nemeth pinches himself, he can't believe he's getting paid to do this. It's a fleeting thought as the more Todd takes of Nemeth's thick cock, the more he forgets about everyone else watching him, and only sees Todd looking up at him with his mouth full of dick. Nemeth puts his hands on the side of Todd's head and pushes it down and up on his dick, moaning out in enjoyment, "Ahh fuck..."
"That's a good host," Nemeth ad libs, proudly.
Todd stands back up and pulls Nemeth into his arms, their boners rubbing up against each other as they share a kiss. Nemeth turns Todd around so he's facing the side of the couch and bends him over.
When Todd feels he is getting too close, and Nemeth's breathing sounds wet and strained, he pulls back shuffling so the wrestler's mouth falls open, just the tip of Todd's cock still resting between those plump lips. Nemeth takes the direction, sucking gently until Todd pulls away fully. Nemeth immediately sucks in a breath anticipating the director yelling "Cut." But they keep rolling and Todd looks down at him with fondness. The athlete's face has trails of spit hanging off it while he has a string of pre-come hanging off his own dick. Todd absently gathers it on his fingers and smoothes it over Nemeth's lips, Nemeth's ragged gasps calming as he licks his lips clean.
"Fuck, bro," Todd says, getting back on script. "I'm not being a good host now am I?"
"What do you mean?" Nemeth says, somehow remembering his lines. "You're great."
Todd lifts Nemeth back up on his feet, "No, I should be the one making you at home."
Todd directs Nemeth to take a seat on the couch armrest and then proceeds to give him a blowjob. As the pornstar's lips wrap around his dick Nemeth pinches himself, he can't believe he's getting paid to do this. It's a fleeting thought as the more Todd takes of Nemeth's thick cock, the more he forgets about everyone else watching him, and only sees Todd looking up at him with his mouth full of dick. Nemeth puts his hands on the side of Todd's head and pushes it down and up on his dick, moaning out in enjoyment, "Ahh fuck..."
"That's a good host," Nemeth ad libs, proudly.
Todd stands back up and pulls Nemeth into his arms, their boners rubbing up against each other as they share a kiss. Nemeth turns Todd around so he's facing the side of the couch and bends him over.
"That was so fucking hot," Nemeth whispers seductively, rubbing his large erection against Todd's ass and wringing out desperate gasps and pants from him, "Which is only going to make what I do to you even hotter."
The wrestler doesn't wait long before he starts thrusting, short pushes, that nonetheless get Todd moaning out fuck after fuck. No one seems to care that this was supposed to be a scene with Todd as the top, not the way Nemeth is moving.
"Ahhh, fuck me good," Todd sighs, showing no signs of protesting this improvisation.
Nemeth puts his hands up on his head and grinds away, thrusting into him, mimicking his moves from the ring, the moves that attracted Todd's attention. The wrestler's dick feels better than Todd could have imagined when in the ring, making him whine for more. Nemeth can tell Todd isn't acting, his grin widens proudly as he continues to pound into the pornstar.
All this fucking makes Nemeth work up a sweat. Todd can hear him growing tired in his grunts. So he stands back up and moves to the couch, sitting on it. He pats his lap, "Come on, you look like you need to take a seat."
Nemeth nods, and steps on to the couch, gradually squatting down on to Todd's lap and cock. As soon as he feel's Todd's head grazing against his skin, Nemeth shoves himself onto the cock, taking the whole lot of it in one quick push, like he thinks he's indestructible. He does this pretty much every time, too. Greedy and eager at the start, unaware of how long porn shoots can go, how he should save himself instead of trying to show off how he can take it all right now this minute, even if it hurts. Being the veteran that he is, Todd holds him down, keeping him still until he's stops squirming and whimpering, until he's looking back over his shoulder at him and begging for it like he thinks Todd is holding off just to torment him.
"Please…" Nemeth groans, as Todd starts to move. "Please, give it to me…"
Todd repositions himself to ensure he keeps hitting the sweet spot deep inside of Nemeth, his hands gripping tight into the wrestler's hips. He’s pretty sure he’s going to leave bruises but he really doesn’t care. He really wants Nemeth to get off first, so he can come inside a convulsing hot channel, but the wrestler does something and the walls around Todd's cock practically massage him.
Todd's hips stutter as he looks Nemeth in the eyes, “Do that again, please!”
Nemeth lets out a ragged chuckle and Todd feels the massaging pressure return and it’s just too much. He gives a raspy growl, pumps once, twice, and comes so hard he feels his eyes cross, trails of fire rippling down his taut abs as the muscles around his cock milk the last few spurts of cum out of him. He pulls out of Nemeth's abused ass.
Nemeth looks over his shoulder and smiles at Todd, who can't resist and gives him a kiss. The wrestler looks at him with the thought, "What next?" and so Todd scoots over on the couch so he can lie on his back and spread his legs open.
"Fuck me some more, bro," Todd says.
Nemeth moves in licking his lips, eager to show off his moves even though he's still very tired. But as soon as he's inside Todd again he gets a second wind, a jolt, that propels him with the energy to pump into the pornstar hard and fast. Nemeth holds Todd's left thigh, keeping the leg up as he thrusts into him. He enjoys this view, looking down at Todd's ripped body, his tattoo, but soon his eyes just dart back and forth between watching Todd jerk his cock and the faces he makes with each penetration. And when Nemeth nails his prostate, the pornstar's hand freezes, his mouth drops open and a high-pitched moan belts out, "Ohhhh, fuck, mmmmm..."
Nemeth licks lips, enjoying everything about this, especially when Todd flutters his eyes closed moaning out, "Oh fuckkkk..."
The two hunks keep going like this for far longer than they need to, the director having collected more than enough close ups and angles, and yet no one wants to interrupt the action. Finally, with his cock hard again, Todd pulls Nemeth in for a kiss and utters, "Let me make you come."
The two men swap positions, Nemeth settling on his back, resting his head on one arm as he watches Todd slide between his legs and push his cock back into him. Todd ever the professional makes sure to keep his hips at that same angle and sets a grueling pace, snapping his hips viciously into the pliant wrestler in front of him. Like Nemeth, he can tell that his bottom isn't acting, that every moan, every gasp is a genuine reaction.
"Ahh, ahh, ahhh, ahhh..." Nemeth cries out, his hands pressed on Todd's chest, feeling the top's muscles.
Todd continues to pound at him, hammering into him with a burst of quick, yet powerful thrusts that leave both men shuddering long after the echoes of their skin slapping together have faded. Nemeth is a loss for words as his prostate is abused by the pornstar. He manages to take a breath and utter, "I'm gonna come," ever so softly. He thinks Todd doesn't hear him as the pornstar continues to rail into him. Desperate gasps and moans flow out of Nemeth's mouth as he tugs at his cock, the swollen member throbbing. The tension in his balls is almost painful as he finally spurts white hot cum all over, giving a long, low moan as waves of pleasure sear through his body.
"Ahh, ahh, ahhh, ahhh..." Nemeth cries out, his hands pressed on Todd's chest, feeling the top's muscles.
Todd continues to pound at him, hammering into him with a burst of quick, yet powerful thrusts that leave both men shuddering long after the echoes of their skin slapping together have faded. Nemeth is a loss for words as his prostate is abused by the pornstar. He manages to take a breath and utter, "I'm gonna come," ever so softly. He thinks Todd doesn't hear him as the pornstar continues to rail into him. Desperate gasps and moans flow out of Nemeth's mouth as he tugs at his cock, the swollen member throbbing. The tension in his balls is almost painful as he finally spurts white hot cum all over, giving a long, low moan as waves of pleasure sear through his body.
"Ahhhhhhh..." Nemeth roars with his climax, the volume matching the visuals of his huge load splashing on his body.
Todd stares in awe, savoring the moment before delivering his final line, "So I guess, you can share the AirBNB with me, Bro."
Nemeth nods, still panting from his orgasm, but manages to reply, "Good, you gonna show me the bed then?"
"And cut!"
Nemeth looks around, suddenly remembering he's on a porn set and this is all a production.
"That was incredible," Todd says.
"Wait, so are we done?" Nemeth sounds disappointed. "No close ups or retakes?"
Todd stares in awe, savoring the moment before delivering his final line, "So I guess, you can share the AirBNB with me, Bro."
Nemeth nods, still panting from his orgasm, but manages to reply, "Good, you gonna show me the bed then?"
"And cut!"
Nemeth looks around, suddenly remembering he's on a porn set and this is all a production.
"That was incredible," Todd says.
"Wait, so are we done?" Nemeth sounds disappointed. "No close ups or retakes?"
"No man, you were a natural," Todd says, wrapping himself up in a robe.
Though it's praise, the compliments don't land smoothly for Nemeth. Todd sees that and seeks to reassure the hunk, "Believe me, it's not fun when it goes on for hours."
Nemeth nods, still not convinced. He grabs a robe and follows Todd to the dressing rooms. "There'd better be a sequel, even if it doesn't make it on film."
Todd turns around, "Don't worry, I'll make sure that happens."
If I could choose between these two hunks, as nice as it would be to put a cock in Nemeth's mouth and ass, I'd go for the sexy porn veteran, Todd.
Though it's praise, the compliments don't land smoothly for Nemeth. Todd sees that and seeks to reassure the hunk, "Believe me, it's not fun when it goes on for hours."
Nemeth nods, still not convinced. He grabs a robe and follows Todd to the dressing rooms. "There'd better be a sequel, even if it doesn't make it on film."
Todd turns around, "Don't worry, I'll make sure that happens."
If I could choose between these two hunks, as nice as it would be to put a cock in Nemeth's mouth and ass, I'd go for the sexy porn veteran, Todd.
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