Showing posts with label Story: Auditions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Story: Auditions. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Logan’s initiation

 This is the last part of the "Auditions" story. Thank you very, very much to everybody who contributed their ideas for characters, plot etc. It's been great fun!

Previous parts:


Warning: Can contain traces of cum.


Featured in this story: Logan and Zach (click for pictures)

 
Last week, Logan had sealed the deal: After defeating shy German Max in the first round, hairy stud Dean in the second, and Latino streetfighter Nestor in the third round of our fights, Logan had proven his strength and determination in a heated battle against blond surfer Ian.

Now it was official, the new model on our website was an 18 year old high school wrestler, a nice, handsome guy called Logan.

Today, Logan would be officially initiated into the ranks of our models. He had met all of them last week at the gym after he had busted poor Ian’s nuts, but I was pretty sure he didn’t remember. He had been very busy accepting congratulations and playful nut taps from his friends and enthusiastic strangers from the audience while showing off his naked body with Ian’s cum all over it…

I had asked Logan to come an hour before the rest of our models arrived so that we could make some photos for the website.

We started with pictures in full clothing, then underwear, then naked. He had a great body, with muscles in all the right places, and not an ounce of fat on his frame. His blond hair was cut short, and he had a natural tan. His fat, semi-hard cock was a perfect fit to his big, low hanging balls.

Apparently, he liked his pubic hair natural and hadn’t bothered shaving. His sac was hairy below a thick bush of hair that was a tad bit darker than the hair on his head.

“Thanks”, my cameraman Chad said, kneeling in front of Logan, after he had shot a couple of close up pictures of Logan’s impressive manhood.

“Sure”, Logan grinned. He leisurely stroked his cock and looked at me. “I have brought my singlet. Should I put it on?”

I nodded and smiled. “That’d be great…”

Logan whistled happily and turned around, bending over to reach inside his backpack that was lying on the couch.

I couldn’t help but look at his perfect bubble butt.

Chad cleared his throat and I blushed.

“Enjoying the view?” Chad grinned.

Monday, February 2, 2009

Auditions – final fight: Ian vs. Logan

 
 
Previous parts:
Placing the ad

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: Logan (click for pictures)


A long line of people was waiting outside the gym.

“We have to turn people away”, my cameraman Chad said.

I shrugged. “Yeah, I suppose you’re right.”

Chad chuckled. “I can’t believe that so many people want to see the fight…”

“Well, Logan is very well-liked at his high-school”, I said, looking at my watch. I turned to Chad again. “You checked everybody’s driver’s license, right?”

Chad nodded. “No minors anywhere.”

“Good.” I glanced at the guys waiting outside.

Chad looked at me.

I nodded.

“Alright”, Chad raised his voice, walking up to the people that hadn’t gotten a ticket. “I’m very sorry but we are sold out.”

Monday, January 19, 2009

Auditions – round 3: Nestor vs. Logan

 
Previous parts:
Placing the ad

Warning: Can contain traces of cum. This story is pretty brutal again.  I'm not sure whether I'm happy with it... I hope you enjoy it...

Featured in this story: Logan (click for pictures)


“Five minutes, guys”, I said, standing in the locker room, watching Nestor and Logan take off their clothes.

Nestor was 23 years old, an innocent looking Hispanic guy with deep brown eyes, a wiry, muscular body and a smooth, young face. A large tattoo surrounded his navel and disappeared into his black boxers where it went on, covering his loins and half of his cock. His long, pitch black hair was bound in a ponytail. He had two scars on his face, a small one on his forehead, and a slightly bigger one on his left cheek. He called himself a “street-fighter”, and I suspected that he was a member of some kind of gang. I knew for sure that he had gotten in a lot of fights.

Apparently, he had been in one fairly recently, because his jaw looked a bit red and bruised and his lower lip sported a tiny, bloody cut.

“Been in a fight, Nestor?” I said, trying my hand at some small talk.

Nestor turned around and it occurred to me that gang rivalries might not be the perfect subject for a casual conversation.

I smiled sheepishly.

Nestor smirked and didn’t reply. He was naked except for his boxers and looked at Logan.

Logan unbuttoned his fly and took off his jeans.

The blond, muscular high school senior had just turned 18. He was on his school’s wrestling team, an All-American-Boy with great looks and a perfect body. He was a bit smaller than Nestor, but it looked like he had more muscles. His abs formed a perfect six-pack, he had great pecs, and his legs and his arms were strong. His blond hair had grown a bit since I had seen him, and it looked good on him, natural and hot. He was wearing tight white briefs that highlighted his endowment, bulging with his cock and balls. Logan’s chest was smooth but a thin hairline descended from his navel, disappearing into his briefs where some of his pubic hair was visible above his waistband.

Logan folded his jeans and placed them on a bench. He took off his socks and stuffed them into his sneakers.

I looked at my watch. “Okay, we---“

“I’m gonna beat you”, Nestor said, staring at Logan.

Thursday, January 8, 2009

Auditions – round 3: Milosh vs. Ian

 
Previous parts:
Placing the ad

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.


More than one month had passed since we had seen the end of round 2 in our search for a new model. Only four guys were left: 23 year old gypsy Milosh, 24 year old surfer dude Ian, 18 year old high school wrestler Logan, and 23 year old street fighter Nestor.

Today, Milosh and Ian were going to fight against each other.

For the final rounds, we had decided to have the fights take place in the college gym in front of an audience.

And, apparently, there was healthy demand for a nice, no-holds-barred fight between two hot, young guys: the gym was packed with people.

Most of them were guys in their twenties, probably members of the countless fraternities that had made our Ballbusting Olympics such a big success. They were laughing and joking, waiting for Ian and Milosh to enter the arena.

I walked across the gym and entered the locker rooms.

Milosh turned around and smiled at me. He was in the midst of taking off his grubby t-shirt. His blue jeans sported a couple of tears, and his shoes looked dirty and old. The 23 year old gypsy had thick, black, unkempt hair that stood on ends and looked like it had never been in contact with a comb. His body was muscular and very tanned, smooth, except for his hairy chest.

He took off his shoes, revealing his dirty, naked feet.

“Everything alright?” I smiled.

Milosh chuckled, flexing his biceps and running his hand over his defined abs. “I’m ready to go.”

“Good”, I nodded.

I turned to Ian who had stripped down to a pair of white boxer briefs that hugged his thick, long cock and his juicy, low-hanging balls. The 24 old surfer had sun-bleached, blond hair and a tanned skin. His feet and his hands were massive and looked huge on his slim, lean body.

Ian glanced at the door. We heard laughter and excited chatter from inside the gym.

Thursday, December 18, 2008

Who is Logan?



Previous parts:
Placing the ad


Come to think of it, I don't have a very clear image of Logan in my mind, yet. I know that he is 18 years old, a high school wrestler who isn't your typical jock. He is well-liked and has many friends all over school.
He is straight and has a girlfriend at the moment but he isn't shy about showing off his body for fun. He liked to fight fair but he knows how to use cheap shots, as well.

Is there anything else I should know about Logan?

He seems to have a lot of fans and I'm a bit puzzled by that. (Well, my favourite candidate in "Auditions" was Milosh - and he got less than 10% of your votes, so maybe I'm a bit off here :-))

Poll results: Milosh, Nestor, Logan, Ian?


Previous parts:
Placing the ad


Last month we asked you to tell us your opinion and determine a winner in the final fights of the “Auditions” stories. The four guys left were Milosh, Nestor, Logan and Ian. More than 150 people voted in the poll. Here are the results::

Milosh 7%
Nestor 12%
Logan 50%
Ian   31%

You have decided: Logan will be the new model.

That means that the final fights will be
Milosh vs. Ian (winner: Ian)
Nestor vs. Logan (winner: Logan)
Ian vs. Logan (winner: Logan)

After that, Logan will be initiated into the team in one closing chapter for the “Auditions” stories.
If you have any suggestions, any comments, any wishes for the final fights between the candidates, let me know!
Originally, I planned to write and publish the final stories for "Auditions" in December. But since I desperately need a time-out, I'm gonna publish them in January.  From December, 25th to January 5th there will be no new stories on the blog...

Sunday, November 9, 2008

New poll: Milosh, Nestor, Logan, Ian?


Previous parts:
Placing the ad

Okay, now that round 2 of the Auditions is over, we have the final four candidates. You decide who'll be the winner! Tell us your opinion and vote in the poll on the right! Thanks!

Auditions – round 2: Ian vs. Len


Previous parts:
Placing the ad


Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Today was the final day for the second round in our Auditions. We were looking for a new model for our website. Sixteen guys had applied. Eight had been defeated in the first round. After tonight’s fight, there would be four guys left.

Ian grinned at me and adjusted his crotch in his cargo pants. “Last time was fun…”

I chuckled. “Yeah, well, it took only one kick to defeat your opponent.”

Ian grinned and nodded. “Fun.”

“And you got to fuck Xander’s boyfriend”, I smiled.

“Yeah”, Ian said dreamily. “The little blond slut…”

“Well”, I said. “I guess today will be more difficult. And probably without the sex.”

Ian raised his eyebrows.

“You know”, I continued smiling. “Your opponent tonight is quite a guy.”

My cameraman Chad walked past us and chimed in, “He has balls of steel.”

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Auditions – round 2: Logan vs. Dean


Previous parts:
Placing the ad

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: Logan (click for pictures)

Logan walked into the studio, followed by a group of guys most of whom I recognized from the last time I had seen him. They were friends of his from high school, all in their late teens, most of them white, a couple of them black, Hispanic, or Asian.

“Hi”, I said.

“Hi, Alex”, Logan said, smiling. “I brought my friends again. I hope that’s okay with you…”

I shrugged. “Sure.” I turned to the guys and pointed at the couch. “Make yourselves comfortable…”

Chatting and laughing, Logan’s friends walked past us and sat down on the floor and on the couch.

Suddenly, a young, redhaired guy with a nose piercing burst into the room, slightly out of breath. “Am I late?”

“Nah”, Logan grinned at him. “Plenty of time, Jeremy.”

Jeremy smiled and joined his friends at the other end of the studio.

Thursday, October 30, 2008

Auditions – round 2: Cillian vs. Nestor


Nestor, a 23 year old Latino with long, straight black hair and a ponytail, was wearing blue jeans and a plain black t-shirt. He had an innocent, smooth, young face, but the black leather jacket and his heavy black boots told a different story, as did the two scars on his face. There was a small scar on his forehead and a bigger one on his left cheek. He had called himself a streetfighter, and there was little doubt where he had gotten these scars…

Cillian was the same age as his opponent. He was Irish, with a thick accent, short red hair and a friendly, attractive face. He was quite small, appearing fragile and almost tiny next to Nestor. He was wearing sneakers, some tight grey trousers and a green shirt.

“Nestor, meet Cillian”, I said.

They shook hands and eyed each other.

Nestor chuckled and cracked his knuckles.

Cillian smiled weakly.

“Alright”, I said and walked across the room until I stood behind my cameraman Chad.

Nestor smirked at Cillian. He adjusted his crotch and ran his hand over his chest, but Cillian didn’t seem to be very impressed.

The Irish boy unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his lean, smooth chest. He winked at Nestor. “I guess you like to fight rough, huh?”

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Bribery


Previous parts:
Placing the ad


Featured in this story: ChadXander and Alex (click for pictures)

Yesterday, Milosh defeated Xander in a heated fight to become the first candidate in our series of auditions to reach the semi-finals.

Today, Xander came by the studio.

The blond boy was walking funny and I couldn’t help but smile a little when he sat down on the couch, wincing, when a sudden jolt of pain reminded him that his balls had taken quite a beating.

“What can I do for you?” I asked, sitting down opposite him.

Xander looked at me, struggling to find words.

Finally, he said. “I want to keep my Ferrari.”

I nodded. “Okay.”

Xander sighed. “And I need you to help me.”

I raised my eyebrows. “It’s you who made the bet with your friend. I don’t see how I could help you…”

Xander stared at me in silence. After a while, he cleared his throat. “I have to be on your website or my friend gets the Ferrari.”

I nodded. “I know.”

Judging from the look in his eyes, Xander was ready to punch me in the face. But he remained calm. He even tried to smile. It didn’t look very friendly, but at least he tried. “I’ll give you twenty thousand dollars.”

Saturday, October 25, 2008

Auditions – round 2: Milosh vs. Xander


Previous parts:
Placing the ad


Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: Xander (click for pictures)

“Hi”, Milosh said, entering the room.

I returned his smile. “Good to see you.”

The 23 year old was wearing jeans and a shirt. I wasn’t absolutely sure, but I though I remembered seeing him in exactly the same clothes a couple of weeks ago when he had defeated Clay in the first round of the Auditions. His shirt was dirty and there were some tears in it that I didn’t remember, one in particular, that let me catch a glimpse of his left nipple. He was wearing brown leather shoes that looked like they were about to fall apart.

Milosh was a Romani, a gypsy, as he called himself. His skin was very tanned and he had thick, black, unkempt hair. His eyes were a very dark shade of brown, almost black.

He scratched his neck and grinned. “Who is going to be my opponent for today?”

I smiled. “Remember the guy at the first meeting? The one whose girlfriend gave you a blowjob?”

“The rich kid?” Milosh’s eyes lightened up.

I nodded. “Xander.”

“That’s gonna be fun!” Milosh grinned.

Friday, October 17, 2008

Auditions - round 2: Your thoughts


Previous parts:
Placing the ad

Okay, round 1 is over. We have eight candidates left. These are my plans for them in sound 2:

- Milosh vs. Xander (winner: Milosh- but Xander will be back...)
- Nestor vs. Cillian (winner: Nestor)
- Logan vs. Dean (winner: Logan)
- Ian vs. Len (winner: Ian)

What do you think?

I need your feeback within the next days because I'll try and finish with round 2 by the end of the month... Thanks!

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Auditions - round 1: Xander vs. Jordan


Previous parts:
Placing the ad


Featured in this story: Xander (click for pictures)

Today, it was the last day of the first round in our series of auditions.

So far, Milosh, Len, Cillian, Ian, Nestor, Logan and Dean had won their fights and made it to the second round.

Now it was time for the last two candidates to fight it out.

Jordan
was wearing jeans and a light blue shirt. The 24 year old guy had blond hair and a handsome face. Today, he was sporting a designer stubble. Jordan had told us he was a comedian. I didn’t know whether he was a good one. I hadn’t seen his routine, yet, and he hadn’t been particularly funny the last time I had met him.

When the door opened, and Xander entered the room, Jordan greeted him with a cheerful. “Hey, fella, ready to get your cherries picked today?”

Xander stopped and stared at him.

He was wearing sunglasses, just like the last time I had seen him. Today’s glasses were obviously a very expensive designer brand. He took them off and looked at Jordan, his eyebrows raised. His trousers, his shirt and his shoes were white, and he looked just like the spoiled rich boy that he was.

“Who are you? The Joker?” Xander said.

Jordan
chuckled. “Well, actually, I am---“

“Oh, shut up”, Xander interrupted him. He walked over to me and sighed. “Do we have to do this?”

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Auditions - round 1: Dean vs. Robin


Previous parts:
Placing the ad

Warning: Contains graphic homosexuality.

I had stopped listening ten minutes ago.

Robin was obviously nervous. Very nervous. The 22 year old blond was rambling about every pop culture event of the last month. He had boyish features and a soft voice, clear blue eyes and long eyelashes.

While he was talking and gesticulating wildly with his right hand, he lifted his shirt and absentmindedly ran his left hand over his flat belly.

We were waiting for Dean to arrive.

Suddenly, Robin stopped talking and looked at me expectantly.

I stared at him, trying to figure out whether his last sentence had been a question.

Robin smiled and waited patiently. He had full lips and a face that deserved to be called beautiful.

“Er, sorry, Robin”, I said slowly. “I didn’t pay attention.”

Robin smiled, showing his perfect white teeth. “I asked you if you’d like to take some pictures of me while we wait for Dean.”

Sunday, October 12, 2008

Auditions- round 1: Logan vs. Max


Previous parts:
Placing the ad

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: Logan (click for pictures)

I was sitting in the kitchen, drinking a cup of coffee with my cameraman Chad. We were talking about the candidates that had already made it through the first round. Gypsy Milosh had defeated handsome model Clay; mysteriously emotionless Len had won his fight against happy-go-lucky Francis; Irishman Cillian had been able to defeat Middle Eastern Omar; blond surfer Ian had had an easy victory over Stan; and recently, Latino street fighter Nestor had cracked poor artist Tom’s nuts and made him swallow his cum.

Today, we were waiting to see how Logan and Max would do.

Logan was an 18 year old high school senior with short blond hair and a muscular body, an All-American boy. His body looked like a typical dumb jock’s, but he seemed to be smarter than one might have expected. He had called me today to ask permission for a couple of his friends from high school to coming over and watch the fight. We had talked for quite a while and it seemed to me that he had quite a lot of friends all over his school, not just the cheerleaders and jocks.

His opponent for today, Max, was two years older than him. He seemed to be quite shy. He was German, just like me, and he had come to the US a couple of months ago. He had black hair and dark eyes, and he was a bit smaller than Logan.

“What do you think?” I asked Chad.

Chad shrugged and took a sip from his cup. “I don’t know. Logan is a wrestler at his high school. So he might know some moves that could spell trouble for Max. And Max seems to be a shy guy.”

I thought about that. “But you saw what happened to Francis.”

Chad nodded. “I thought it’d be an easy victory for him.”

I chuckled. “But then Len proved he had nuts of steel. Still waters, huh?”

Chad shrugged. “We’ll see.”