Sizzling Sex Scenes - Part 2: Explicit Encounters in the Bedford Arms

The Craving - Part 2

By Andy Caulden

The public bar was packed with West Indians when Kevin and I entered the Bedford Arms. My boyfriend was clearly enjoying all the attention he was attracting from those around him, but I was more concerned about our safety.

A bald-headed man in his fifties, sporting a prominent gold tooth, put his hand on my shoulder and told me to follow him upstairs.

'I recognized the two of yer, straight away,' he shouted over the hubbub of the throng we were wading through. 'You two boys are stars in this neck of the woods; those photo-sets of you being humped are a big hit.'

Kevin giggled when someone in the crowd playfully slapped his arse and said something I missed.

'See. They all want a piece of yer arse,' he continued.

We climbed the stairs to the top floor and entered a room that had been converted into a photographic studio.

The room was extremely large and separated into three areas: the one to the left had a black leather settee at its centre; the one to the right had a large double bed; and the area in the centre was filled with an array of lighting stands and camera tripods; and intermingled amongst this equipment stood the naked cast (Gary and three black men) and the fully dressed crew (Arnim, Bryan and Paul).

Arnim acknowledged us with a smile as he stood listening to Bryan's plan for the next session. Apparently, prior to our arrival, Preston had seduced Gary on the settee, stripped him naked and pleasured him with his fingers and tongue. Then, once naked, the man had introduced Gary to his two naked friends, Devon and Leon. The next session would see the men carrying Gary across to the bed and fucking his brains out.

'Fucking thing,' said Bryan, as he continued to fiddle with the tripod that was refusing to hold the video camera in place.

'I told you to use another tripod,' rebuked Paul. 'We've got three of the bloody things around here somewhere.'

'Well, bugger me,' said Bryan, throwing his arms up in delight. 'Andy and Kevin must have brought us some good luck. The thing's stayed put this time.'

Paul mumbled something uncomplimentary about Bryan under his breath, and then switched on the photofloods and waited for Gary and the three studs to step into the limelight.

'Okay, let's get this show on the road,' said Bryan. 'And don't forget, Preston. I want to see that cock of yours really hard by the time I zoom in for the first close-up.'

Gary smiled coyly as Preston came up behind him, kissed the side of his neck and squeezed his tiny arse-cheeks. Paul put a reassuring hand on Bryan's shoulder to let him know that they were still friends; and as he did so, Gee, the old black man, signalled that Kevin and I should get out of the way and stand over by the curtained windows, which offered a better view of the developing sex-romp.

Gary and the three studs were quick to get into their stride. The young thruster was carried over to the bed and thrown, unceremoniously, onto it. The men then jumped onto the bed and crowded in around their prize.

'Superb!' said Bryan, with a tremor in his voice. 'That looks so-o-o sexy.'

'Kiss and lick those cocks, Gary,' ordered Arnim. 'And Preston, pinch his nipples .... He likes that.'

As the romp continued under the photofloods, Gee took hold of Kevin's cock and started to play with it.

Preston did as Arnim suggested, which prompted Gary to give out a low moan of satisfaction as he wrapped his hands around Devon and Leon's erections. The sight of a skinny wimp having sex with three burly black men was far too stimulating for words. All I could do was stand and watch, open mouthed.

'Okay, Gary,' said Bryan. 'Move forward and let Preston's fingers go to work on your love-hole.'

Gary spread his legs, leaned forward and placed his hands flat-out on the bed. He then turned and smiled directly into the camera's lens as Preston began fingering his tight 'love-hole'.

'That's it, that's it,' Bryan enthused. 'It's a pity we don't have another camera up and running. We could have done with a close-up of both his head and tail.'

'Just concentrate on the head shot,' said Arnim.

I stood by the curtained windows and watched Gary's body tense, relax, and tense again in response to Preston's probing fingers. I became very envious of Gary when I heard him cooing and sighing with such intensity. It was then that I heard Gee tell Kevin to drop his trousers, lean forward and take hold of his knees.

For some ten minutes, Gary and Kevin were treated to an exhilarating and mind-blowing bout of fingering. Kevin's body quaked with excitement as Gee used the tip of his fingers to keep my boyfriend pleading for 'more, more, more,' - just like Gary was doing on

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