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  Category:
      M/M
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  Relationship:
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  Character:
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      Hetero_-_Character
  Additional Tags:
      High_School, Theatre, Orchestra, Barebacking, Massage, Blow_Jobs,
      Heterosexuality, Heterosexual_Character, Rimming, Teacher-Student
      Relationship, Interracial_Relationship, Acting
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      Published: 2017-07-02 Words: 3541
****** Break a Leg ******
by TheAndyChrist
Summary
     AJ's senior project for Theatre is directing a scene from a play that
     the whole school will attend. He gets the hottest actor he knows to
     play the lead and makes it a very sexy scene. But AJ asked Cecil who
     is straight. Straight or not, the rehearsals quickly become privste
     one on one rehearsals.
Break a Leg
AJ’s senior project was to put together a musical number for the rest of the
school, but AJ grew tired of censoring his desires. Cecil was his first choice
for the lead, because AJ wanted to make his costume extremely bare. AJ didn’t
care what anyone thought. Cecil was the finest looking guy in school, but he
was also very arrogant and big-headed. Cecil agreed and gave AJ some clothes of
his to shred, but AJ got more than carried away with his scissors.
The first dress rehearsal was delayed, because Cecil didn’t like how AJ ripped
numerous holes near his crotch. You could see his purple boxer briefs, as he
turned around and said, “Man, this looks stupid.”
AJ came around the corner, saw his molded purple underwear, and said, “Try them
without the underwear.” AJ imagined his shaft slinking out like a giraffe’s
tongue.
“If I do that the audience will see my balls.” Cecil stared down at the
placement of the cutouts. He pressed them down and said, “Okay, I’ll try it.”
He went into the bathroom and put the pants on without his boxer briefs. He
spoke through the door and said, “Man, I’m ashy.”
“I have cocoa butter lotion out here. Let me see what it looks like.”
Cecil opened the door and walked out. His black testicles and dark pubic hair
showed through the holes, as he walked in front of AJ. He handed Cecil the
lotion, as he asked, “What did you do to my shirt?”
“Yeah, I want to see it with the shirt.” AJ found the shredded shirt under a
pile of music. Cecil was applying lotion to his thighs and balls, as AJ turned
with the shirt. He laughed and said, “Get it good.”
Cecil rubbed a hand of lotion deep inside his pants. His plump ball was
exposed, as his hand gave lotion to his hidden soft cock. Cecil sat the bottle
down, lifted his shirt over his head, dusted his lean chest, and reached for
the shirt in AJ’s hand. He saw how bare it was, put it down and said, “Wait, I
better put on more lotion.”
Lotion fell into his hands, as AJ stared famished at his round nipples, pecs,
and stomach. The holey pants rode low around his clenched waist. He wanted to
put lotion on him. So he rushed him and said, “Come on. Everyone is waiting for
us on stage.”
Cecil handed AJ the lotion and said, “Then, you can get my back.” He knew AJ
was gay, so this was pretty astonishing to AJ. Cecil’s skin was soft, but AJ
rushed to seem disinterested. The tops of his butt cheeks peered over his low
waistband and AJ applied lotion, but Cecil said, “Hey, watch it there.”
“No time for apologies. We have to go.”
Cecil took the torn shirt and said, “Okay, what if I don’t wear a shirt?”
“Fine; that’s fine. Let’s go.” They walked on stage and everyone gasped, as
Cecil’s balls teetered in and out of view. “Everyone break a leg!” AJ shouted.
The scene was a dark dream, so Cecil’s newly incorporated balls weren’t visible
from afar.
The dress rehearsal was great, but unfortunately Cecil didn’t know any of his
lines. AJ had him stay after everyone left to talk to him about it. He asked
him, “Have you even looked at the script?”
“Yeah, I have.” Cecil stood with his arms crossed, as they stood stage left.
“You couldn’t tell it.”
Cecil blew up and said, “Man, I’m not getting anything out of doing this shit.
I thought I was going to get graded or something, but I’m not. The fucking cast
is all guys so there aren’t even girls for me to flirt with. Fuck!”
“Cecil, you got to do this for me. You know it’s too late for me to ask someone
else.”
“I know it is, but I’d like to get something for looking this stupid.” He
uncrossed his arms, shook his loose jeans around, and said, “You have me
looking gay as shit. I need more lotion.”
“We’re done today.” AJ told him.
“No, I want to go through it once or twice more.” He looked at AJ and said,
“But my back is feeling ashy.”
AJ flew to the men’s dressing room, grabbed the lotion, returned to Cecil and
squirted a heap of lotion in his hand. AJ directed Cecil to turn around. This
time, AJ massaged the lotion into his back. He swept his hand down his back
making sure to get every inch covered. His waist was low and AJ gave it some
lotion, as Cecil poked his butt out.
Cecil’s bottom was ashy, so AJ gave it more lotion. His hand ventured down
below his waist, as Cecil popped the button and dropped his pants. AJ looked at
him and said, “Hello there.” Cecil stood with his hands on his sides, as AJ put
lotion on his bouncy butt and flexed thighs. His hands slid lotion between his
cheeks and found hair and hole. AJ worked the lotion into Cecil’s ass with his
large hands like each cheek couldn’t get enough.
AJ got his thighs and Cecil said, “Don’t forget my other side.”
AJ nearly fainted, as he put lotion in his hand and sent it around him to his
indented stomach. Lotion was in both hands, as AJ ran down his chest and
thighs, missing Cecil’s most intriguing member. AJ didn’t know when to go for
his cock, but AJ wanted to drive Cecil crazy. AJ asked him, “Did I miss a
spot?”
“You tell me.” Cecil joked.
Loudly, more lotion spewed into his palm, before curling up Cecil’s juicy, limp
cock and balls like an unhinged grapevine. AJ’s arms wrapped around his waist,
but his eyes traveled down his well defined spine like riding an ass down a
canyon of ass. Their synchronized dicks matured, but Cecil’s felt more enormous
than AJ’s cock. AJ’s hand happily jerked cocoa butter down Cecil’s milk
chocolate erection.
“Man, this feels wild. I wish there was an audience.” Cecil tickled his dark
nipples.
“I’ll give you an audience of millions, but they’ll all appear to be white.”
Cecil laughed and said, “Maybe some will make it to their seats.”
They laughed and AJ asked, “You think you can clear the orchestra pit?”
“I’m not holding it back any.” Cecil stepped closer to the pit, as AJ lost his
grip.
“Cecil, hold up. Run through your scene, now.”
Cecil’s dick knocked, as he spun around. He was large and fit every fantastic
stereotype. He ran a circle around AJ like he was a stagecoach and, for a week,
AJ was. Cecil’s balls were small ornaments dangling below a merry tree. He got
into place, AJ came beside him with the lotion, AJ moistened his shaft and
Cecil erected steely in his hand. AJ wanted to put his mouth around Cecil’s
engorged hammer, but he knew the show must go on and thought it may have
trouble fitting.
In a front row seat, AJ watched Cecil’s greatest performance. He didn’t skip a
line, as his rotund cock kept its strength. AJ’s dick filled his pants with
heated moisture like a sauna. He was sure Cecil’s cock wanted to burst, but he
ran through the short scene again.
Partly through the scene, they heard a class coming towards the auditorium
doors. They hopped into the orchestra pit in unison. AJ jumped from the
audience and Cecil jumped from the stage. They hid behind the full black
curtain at the back of the pit just as students filed onto the stage.
Cecil and AJ stared at each other in silence; as they listened to their cranky
instructor discuss the parts of the stage to a class. Luckily, AJ had the
lotion with him and quietly jerked Cecil’s cock with it till it was gone from
his palm. AJ bent down, but Cecil looked at him and told AJ to turn around. AJ
heard the class chat, as Cecil pulled AJ’s ass out of his pants like an
unexpected gift.
Their teacher pointed out the orchestra pit, right as Cecil guided him down his
obtuse cock. His striking dickhead slid up and down AJ’s crack, before landing
precisely where it should and shooting inches inside of him. The cockhead
yielded him and led. He hushed a yelp, as the class came down the aisles and
stood at the edge of the pit. AJ felt claustrophobic and surrounded, as the
students circled the pit.
They were chatting, but AJ was deaf from the stilled sensation of Cecil’s
greedy tool building rooms onto his butt house. AJ couldn’t move, because of
the joy and Cecil’s slow go. They were so quiet in the pit. They forgot about
the class up until they lined out the back door.
Once again, there was silence when the auditorium doors sealed, but Cecil
immediately shattered it with his deep thrusts. It was almost racist. They went
on a moment, but AJ wanted in missionary style and Cecil complied. AJ’s pants
were thrown to the side, Cecil spread AJ’s legs, and he filled AJ’s hollow ass
with his big-headed brown cock on the cold concrete of the orchestra pit floor.
He looked down at AJ and said, “You’re ass isn’t bad at all.” Cecil made music.
“Shut up and fuck me.” AJ wanted to say something else, but thought it’d sound
stupid.
“I’m just saying.” Cecil held AJ’s legs up and thrilled his colon. He pushed
and prodded him with his masculine entirety at record breaking speeds. He bit
his bloated lips and bashed his busting bag against AJ’s ass like an old lady
being mugged.
“Is this payment enough?” AJ asked, as Cecil’s face lit up from AJ’s nipple
twists. Cecil pulled out and flooded AJ’s shirt and face with his extravagant
elixir. His eyes squinted, but AJ watched each splash drench. AJ was the hungry
target, as Cecil shot several rounds of ammunition without precision.
“Man, I can’t stop.” Cecil laughed, as his loads lightened. His dickhead
drooled all across his base like a military canine. His fingers looked like a
kid with his first birthday cake, and you can guess the shade of frosting.
Pools of white sat in his hair like visitors from other churches.
“Gimme.” AJ took Cecil’s encased fingers, put each down his throat, and slowly
cleaned them of the sweet ebb.
“That feels weird.” Cecil took his hand back and took AJ’s erection.
“Whoa!” AJ pulled away, but he held on. Aghast, he asked, “Why are you still
here?”
He laughed and played with AJ’s rather large erection. His was definitely more
impressive than AJ’s and he wanted it back, but Cecil pretended to sit on it.
He wouldn’t dare do it, but just the thought made AJ want to evacuate his skin.
He erupted fiery blazes of rich cum on his creamy brown ass, as he dastardly
dangled his carriage and taint right before AJ’s eyes.
“I feel something happening.” Cecil turned and toppled partly down his emitting
pipe. He haphazardly capped AJ like British Petroleum, and he rightly shot up
from the force or just nature, and said, “Man, I just want my life back.” His
tall ass left AJ in the pit.
“Give me three more days.” AJ sat there, caught his breath, and heard Cecil
walk across the stage. His vanilla dick about went up his chocolate star.
AJ was backstage before he was gone and Cecil said, “Man, don’t do that again.”
“It was an accident.” AJ’s erection nearly subsided in his pants.
“You’re going to say it all was an accident?” Cecil strapped on his backpack
and became very arrogant.
“Sure, whatever you say, man.” AJ indulged him, but he slid Cecil his most
vulnerable and pathetic face. Unable to adapt it, he said, “Cecil, I appreciate
your help. Let’s not forget how well you did in our run-throughs.”
“Yeah, it felt great. I think I understand the part better, now.” Cecil turned,
walked down the hall, and said, “I’ll see you same time tomorrow.” AJ was
relieved, because Cecil was tremendously difficult to gage.
The next day, Cecil showed up after everyone else had gone for the day. AJ was
calling him for the last time when he walked onto stage holding the lotion
dressed in his costume. His big black balls peeked out like mouse ears. Cecil
asked AJ, “Did I miss everyone?”
“Yeah, they went home about ten minutes ago.” AJ squirted the lotion and said,
“I thought you might show up late.”
Cecil stepped out of his holey costume and AJ made him erect with lotion. His
hand worked the extent of his cock with ease and squeeze. The lotion spread
down Cecil’s legs and chest, as he covered him. His nipples were a delicious
shade of brown and hardened to AJ’s pinch. He turned around and AJ spread apart
his butt, as Cecil said, “Watch it this time.”
AJ saw his deep hole and licked around it. Cecil moved, but stayed put, as AJ
apologized to his bruised ass with his long tongue. Cecil held AJ’s head,
because he loved it. AJ gave him everything he had. AJ said, “Touch your toes.”
Cecil didn’t hesitate. His hole stretched exposed and edible. He stopped,
because he wanted homework. “You ready?” AJ asked him.
“Yeah, I’m ready.” Cecil ran to his place and began the scene, but AJ stood on
stage with him in the place of other characters and Cecil had him jerk him as
often as the scene allowed. He liked it and said, “I wish we could do the whole
scene like this.”
“You’re doing a great job; don’t stop.” AJ directed him, but AJ was actually
thinking of set pieces he could blow Cecil from inside, as Cecil stuck his dick
up him. Several things came to mind, but AJ couldn’t immediately create a
reason why a bush or tree would follow him throughout the scene. Then, it hit
him, as Cecil’s wrecking balls hit AJ’s taint.
“Cecil, I got it.”
“You got what? You should have told me to wear a condom!”
“No, not that, man.” AJ continued telling him, as he fucked him center stage
with the lights down, “If you come out in the pants and jump behind a bush,
because your pants have been eaten. The bush can be a box with me in it. We
have that cart in the back with the cover and wheels. I just have to make it
look like a bush which will be a piece of cake.”
“Let’s try it.” Cecil rammed AJ with his tumultuous shaft, pulled it out, and
sprayed his hairy stomach, as AJ’s shirt sat safely on a chair off stage.
“Put it back in me.” AJ split his ass, as his cock fired.
Cecil slid his oozing cock deep inside him again and trembled. AJ jerked his
cock steadfastly, but Cecil took the job over and AJ’s hands worked up his
chest and soggy nipple hair. Cecil watched his heavenly hand invent his cock
and shake his balls like a bible.
Their sensual eyes met and lingered. He kept his gyrating rhythm, released his
hands from AJ’s mounting orgasm, and blanketed him with his light brown chest.
His stomach rubbed out AJ’s shaft, as Cecil’s shaft extended his insides. He
pressed his dry lips against AJ’s neck and AJ cringed in fitting ecstasy.
Cecil’s tongue wet them and made him surge.
Between their appetizing flesh, his cock creamed their cookie. Cecil spread
AJ’s bleached river with expansions of his satiny chest. He stuck to him and
kissed him from neck to mouth. As he kissed AJ, he pounded him like he had
another load twitching inside him, but AJ said, “We need to see if that cart is
back there. If it’s not we’ll have to think of something else.” Every syllable
came out of Cecil’s rampaging thrusts in triplets.
Cecil pulled out, stood with a jaw dropping erection, and exited stage right.
AJ felt one with the stage more than ever. Cecil was rummaging backstage, as AJ
cornered him. They found the cart and some fake foliage. The harsher it looked
the better, because the scene was a fabrication. They finished late and waited
to run through it the next day.
The next day, Cecil didn’t show up at all. It was the day before the
presentation and AJ felt stressed out over it. He knew his lines, but Cecil
hadn’t tried the improvised bush. AJ sat inside it while waiting for him to
show, but he couldn’t wait there all night. He beat off by himself and thought
about Cecil.
The day of the presentation, Cecil called to apologize and actually met AJ
before the program. Cecil wanted a rimjob and AJ happily obliged. Afterwards,
Cecil sealed AJ inside the box and AJ sat offstage during his introduction. His
instructor was displeased with his absence, but he told the actors the show
must go on. “Break a leg!” He awkwardly echoed somewhere mysterious backstage.
Cecil placed the bush and the scene began. He ran across stage and the audience
saw his eaten pants. He hid behind AJ and slinked out of them. The audience
laughed, as Cecil opened the latch, stuck his cock in his face, and skated
across the stage. AJ was invisible to everyone, but he saw some of the male
actors glimpse Cecil’s butt cheeks beyond the brush.
His cock sat in AJ’s mouth and quickly hardened, but became too large to fit
his mouth. Funny, AJ did the old ‘well if it fit in my butt’ and was sorely
incorrect. He crammed Cecil’s cock in his mouth the best he could. His lips
hurt and stretched, as AJ became dizzy inside the shrub-like box like a raccoon
and a banana in a microwave oven.
He didn’t realize Cecil went center stage and was humping a bush during the
show, but AJ sat right there drinking his fabulous cum. He was oblivious to
what was really happening and sucked Cecil’s cock with a trumpeter’s mouth. He
filled AJ’s mouth five times over and he swallowed it like a horse pill from a
horse cock. The scene ended, Cecil moved them offstage, and grabbed his pants.
AJ came out of the bush in the blackness of the curtains licking his lips and
breathing in fresh air.
Cecil said, “I think it went great, man. What did you think?” His shaft didn’t
fit the pants and AJ’s instructor was fast approaching.
“I loved it. Here!” AJ turned to his instructor, pulled his ass out behind the
bush, put Cecil’s cock through a pants hole, and Cecil slid up AJ, while folded
inside the heavy black curtain.
AJ’s instructor’s face looked angry, but AJ’s face looked glad. “Where were you
when I introduced you?” AJ’s instructor was infuriated.
“I’m sorry. I was finishing up a costume.” Cecil plunged his dick deeper, as AJ
helplessly spoke to his increasingly intrigued instructor. The tapered leaves
and limbs on the box were covering his ass, but AJ was still panicked Cecil was
fucking him through the curtain like the old U.S.S.R.
“I’m not letting you do it over again, but it will definitely reflect on your
grade.” He stared at AJ sternly and asked, “Where is your star?”
“He’s probably up to something.” AJ knew he was up his ass.
“Cecil!” He yelled across stage for him, and AJ felt Cecil’s cock leave.
Cecil lifted the curtain in his pants, but his erection stuck above them like a
dog’s head in water. “Here I am. What’s happening? Did you want to see the
prosthetic too?”
“Oh my, you made this?” The instructor looked at Cecil’s treacherous cock, AJ,
and at Cecil’s cock again.
“Yeah, he made it.” Cecil answered him.
“It looks unbelievably real. You never told me you could make one of these.” He
wanted to touch it, but Cecil backed off saying he had class. The instructor
wasn’t having it, pulled Cecil’s cock and asked, “Why is it wet?” He reached
for its origins, realized it was real, and he kept rolling Cecil’s fuzzy balls
when he said, “AJ this will reflect on your final grade.”
“But!” AJ was confused. His instructor was jerking Cecil and complaining.
“I’m going to go.” Cecil stepped back.
“Not yet, sir.” The instructor demanded, as AJ’s male cast encircled Cecil.
“No, I’m coming.” Cecil shot out of the instructors thrusts and across the
stage like he was squirting lotion from a dick bottle between his thighs.
The cast watched in awe, as they witnessed what they considered as the best
show they’d ever seen in their lives. AJ was hard, but so was the rest of his
cast, as Cecil cast his luminous drops before them all.
Once Cecil ended, his audience of male actors literally broke a leg wrestling
each other for a taste of Cecil off the stage. And yet, Cecil took an extended
bow and AJ’s backstabbing tongue helped itself to what it considered to be the
best seat in the house.
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