This is a fictional story about some of the hot studs in straight porn. I have always found many of them to be super hot and doable.
I have decided to now do individual tales for the many hot straight men I have seen throughout the years. All starting the same with me a young 22 year old (of which I am not anymore). And with hot porn studs throughout the years.
Now this is just fiction ad they are 'straight' stars after all. But you never know in the porn industry. Enjoy.
Straight Porn Studs Tales (Manuel is Rough (2)
... Yes. I wanted to be just like that porn actress. Laid out and wrecked like she was. Shredded and drooling like an idiot from the most incredible sex one could ever experience. By the stud of all the studs porn has even conjured. The awesome, sexy, brutal Manuel Ferrara. This man machine of rough sex. He was every woman's greatest fantasy, and ever guys fear if their woman met him. For after such a brute, no one else would suffice sexually.
I knew this and I had never even experienced what these lucky women did. And I figured I never would either. The man was straight, so a gay encounter would never happen with this stud.
"I am so hard" I said as I stood there collecting equipment. "Fucker has me hornier than I have ever been before"
I was adjusting my dick in my pants as I tried to finish my work. The porn princess he had slaughter in that scene was helped up by a stage hand and helped to her dressing room. She looked beat
"I don't doubt that" I said to myself "He is a fucking stud" "Man I wish it had been me getting slammed"
I bent over to grab some gear and then I felt something at my backside. Then I felt a hand on my ass. I was shocked at someone's gaul here at work. I got up to complain and turned to see him behind me. Manuel. And he was grabbing at my ass. I immediate could say nothing. I was instantly tongue tied at the sight of this stud standing before me (or behind me as it were). He was in a tight Tshirt and those sweats again. And there was something poking at the sweats below
"Why don't you stick around a bit longer faggot" he said plainly "I.." I tried to say something, but was cut off by him "I know a faggot when I see one" he continued "Have had more than a few that wanted to worship this"
And that was when he reached down and groped at the tenting item in his sweats. I knew that his cock was a formidable weapon. And this stud wanted to give it to me. And I could not believe it.
"I know you guys adore me" he continued
I found his assumption at how hot he believed he was a very arrogant way of thinking. But then again it was Manuel Ferrara. The man was a man god of pure molten sex. And that fat huge dick he had was a force to be reckoned with. I looked down to where his hand was. Wanting to be able to reach down and groped on it myself. To feel that mammoth thing in my hand. But I felt not to push my luck. He was still a pretty big guy and could probably kick my ass if he wanted. But I agreed to stick around after clear up. Manuel smiled at me and then turned to let me get back to work. I watched the man as he walked off. His big hunky ass trapped in the sweats looked fucking delicious. Big and beefy as it was.
"Damn he is a hot fuck" I said aloud.
I finished some 20 minutes later and headed out. Prepared to go home. My car was parked in the lot outside the main buildings. But as I stepped out I remembered what Manuel said. To stay back and stick around. I just did not know where to stick around by. So I headed back to where that shoot had been set up. Entering the building again and moving through the halls to get to the room where Manuel had so royally fucked that girl. But it was just before it that I heard a voice. It was the sexy accent of the hit man I desired. He stepped out of a door two doors down from that room. It was there that he stood at the door and was groping at himself. The tent in his sweats had grown considerably. His cock was apparently raring to go.
"Get in here" he ordered "Now!"
Manuel grabbed my arm and pulled me into the room. It was an office or something. But it looked like it had been set up for storage more as if late. Boxes and furniture and all sorts of supplies stacked to one side. The old desk to the other had stacks of papers and stuff on it. Yes it did appear that this office had not been used as one in a while. But my eyes were instantly pulled from the desk and clutter when I heard Manuel again
"Now." He bellowed "Over here and in your knees man"
I turned to he just as he yanked down his sweats. And then out fell his very big dick.that big legendary dick this man had.a but thick uncut salami that the head was already poking out from it's covering. Looking thick and bloated even though he was not fully hard.
"Fuck me" I huffed as I looked at the thing
He smiled as he grabbed hold of his big fat dick. Then he slapped it back side to side. Then swinging about with his hand. Stroking in the meat stick a bit as he taunted me with it. I was lost in this awesome sight. Manuel standing there sweats down his legs and playing with his big cock. Offering me up his legendary dick. All I could do was stare at the mass of man meat. Horny and afraid of the thing before me. I knew how big that thing could get. And I knew what a beast he was with his schlong. So again I had mixed feelings about going ahead with whatever it is that was happening there between us. Manuel grabbed at his big dick and shook it at me some more. Telling me to do as I should. To be the 'faggot' I was and take his big cock in my mouth.
"Come on faggot!" He growled at me "I know you want my fucking cock. "Take it in that fucking mouth"
The man again ordered my compliance. Wanting me to suck on his huge dick. He moved closer to me and grabbed at my shoulder. And then just from his pure strength he pushed me down to my knees before him. I was now face to cock with this legend of porn...
To be continued