TRUE FIRST TIME TALES
Shawn D's TaleRated: X group 14-16
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My name's not really Shawn, but that don't really matter. I was a pretty normal boy. I liked riding my bike, playing video games, and running around with my friends. The only big difference was that I loved acting and being in plays. I'd done a lot of school plays, and some community plays, and a couple of non-speaking bits in commercials by the time puberty started when I was twelve.
By thirteen I was getting bigger and starting to get hair down there. I was thinking of sex and dreaming of it all the time. I began beating off, and a couple of my friends and I would talk about sex and girls and doing it.
It was pretty normal, I knew, but I was a bit different, though. My friends were very interested in girls, and I was a bit, but I knew I was far more interested in boys. I wasn't sure if I was gay or what, or if I was just having the same weird thoughts my friends were and we weren't telling each other.
When I was 14, I got a part on a television series as one of four boys from a city school that were visiting a wilderness park where the usual characters lived and worked. It was my first real professional part. This was an actual speaking character on a television series I'd seen and liked. I was totally hyped and excited.
We were filming over a couple of weeks during the summer break from school. My mom and I drove to the city to stay in a hotel for a week while I met with the other three boys and the staff and crew we'd be working with. I met the other boys and their mothers, and the stars from the show, and the director and producer and other adults.
Us four boys spent most of our time with the acting coach, learning our lines and getting tutored on actions and reactions for the scenes. One of the other boys playing the four from the city school was sixteen, two were fifteen, and I was the youngest at fourteen. One of the fifteen-year-old boys looked younger then me - he was shorter and smaller than me. The other boys were bigger.
The four of us were all smaller and younger than the sixteen-year-old star of the series. He was so gorgeous. I'd seen him on the show for a couple of years, and the last year I'd sort of gotten a crush on him. I was pretty sure I was becoming gay by then. He had the hottest hair, the cutest face, the nicest eyes, the best body, and was just a total dreamboat.
Brad was the oldest and biggest of us four guest characters, and looked a lot like the star of the show. He had this slightly long blond hair and really blue eyes. Clear skin and a slight tan. Big smile with really nice teeth. Muscly but not a lot, just really fit and solid. Totally hot ass! And he filled the front of his jeans really nicely. Brad was so hot! From the first time I saw him I felt warm and flush. He had the most lines and was the sort of leader of us four bad boys from the city.
Teage was fifteen, and his character was the leader's best friend. He had black hair and dark-brown eyes, a slightly olive complexion, and was slightly skinny even though he also had some muscles on his arms and legs. He had lots of hair on his arms and legs, and was getting some on his chest. He had some pimples and marks from old ones. He wasn't very cute at all, just not my type. He was just barely shorter than Brad.
Sam was also fifteen, but he looked like he was thirteen at most. He was kind of cute. He had burnished-copper hair, freckles, piercing blue eyes, slightly bucked front teeth, really red lips, and was almost skinny. No muscles or anything, but not totally skinny and wimpy. He wasn't studly like Brad or the teen star, but I thought he was kind of cute.
That week was a lot of work. We learned our lines, learned our blocking and staging, and our emotional reactions and physical actions. The next week we shot scenes on the stage in the city studios. It was long hours and lots of work, but it was a lot of fun, too. Us five boys got to be friends and got along pretty well. Then we all drove out to the wilderness area where the outdoors scenes were all going to be shot over the next few days.
There was a big camp of trailers and small buildings. The sixteen-year-old co-star of the series had his own camper, of course, as did the other actors and usual staff and crew. There was a trailer on the edge of the camp that the four of us boys shared together. It was basically an office-type trailer that had four beds in the back half, a bathroom in the middle, and a sort of combined kitchen and front room. It had a big television with a good video game system hooked up to it, so we had all we needed when we weren't working in front of the cameras. The air conditioning in the trailer worked, but it didn't really get the trailer very cool, just kept the worst of the heat from baking us alive.
It was a really good time. The other three guys were fun and friendly, and we got along well. We sometimes fought over who was playing on the video game next and things like that, but we mostly got along.
The thing about staying in a trailer with three other boys is that we had to shower in short order every morning and often at night after a day in the summer heat and sun. It wasn't long before we were stripping in front of each other, and coming out of the bathroom toweling off in only underwear.
I loved that. Seeing them in their underwear was making my own underwear tight, if you know what I mean.
Brad was the first to strip to his underwear in front of us other boys, the first to come out of the bathroom in just his underwear after a shower, and the first to go to bed in just his underwear.
He made it seem so natural that we quickly followed suit. By the third or fourth day, we all were in our underwear more than dressed. We'd get up in the morning when the adult in charge of us banged on the door, and if one of us had a boner, the other of us would get one, and we'd all laugh, and take showers in turns. We all knew we were beating it off in the shower and joked and laughed about it. We'd get dressed, go to breakfast, work all day, then get back when our work on camera was done. We'd take turns in the shower, and then sit around in our underwear playing video games and sometimes going over our lines and stuff.
Brad was so daring. He acted like sex was something everyone talked about all the time. He bragged about getting hand-jobs, blow-jobs, and pussy as if we were all best friends for years. He had us talking about sex every night. We'd get boners and joke about them, and he grab it through his undershorts and waggle it as if it was nothing at all. Sometimes he'd just reach out and grab one of us there and grope it for a second, just as if we'd been doing that as normal for years. It was hugely exciting!
On the fifth day, I think, we got up, laughed at our boners, took turns taking showers and beating it off, got dressed, headed to the canteen building, had breakfast, and got to work. By lunch, we knew it was going to rain, and scenes were rushed to get them done before the rain came. The thunder got louder and closer, it started to piddle rain, and we all headed to our trailers.
Our adult sat around with us for a few minutes as the storm really raged, then left once it calmed down and we convinced him we weren't scared of the weather. Man, it had stormed like hell for a while. Then it just rained like a bitch for a long time. We played video games until lunch time, and then ran to the dinning building and ate. Our adult minder sat with us like usual, and went back to our trailer with us, and left when we heard the thunder coming closer and before it started pouring again.
We were playing games as it stormed like hell, when the lights went out. It was still daylight, so it wasn't dark, but we didn't have air conditioning now. Bummer. Our adult minder knocked on the door, just to make sure we were okay, then left. We knew he was fucking the woman assistant he was with, so we knew he wouldn't be back unless something big happened.
With no power, there was no water pressure, so we couldn't shower. We hadn't gotten sweaty or dirty during the half-day of shooting anyway, so that wasn't a big deal. But it got hot in the trailer pretty quickly. We opened windows and sat near them so we could get that breeze. Pretty soon we were stripped down to our underwear. Our clothes for the scene that day were all jeans and long-sleeved shirts, because it was supposed to be fall during the show, but it was actually mid-summer.
A knock on the door forced all of us but Brad to the back of the trailer. He quickly put on his jeans and answered it. It was catering bringing us dinner. He said that with no power, the dining building was dark and hot, and they only had sandwiches and chips anyway, so they were taking it around to everyone.
We ate, and played video games. Brad had his jeans off again. I was loving sitting behind the guys as they played, so I could see over or between them, and look at those bulging packages, those legs, those mostly bare bodies. I didn't play the video game often, preferring to watch them with a copy of the script in my lap.
When it started getting dark, there were some candles and a battery-powered camping light. A runner came by, and we ran to the back of the trailer again, and Brad threw on his jeans again and answered the door. He said the location was flooded and with more rain coming tonight, we weren't going to film in the morning, so we could plan on not working until at least noon, when the light would be right for the scenes in the buildings.
Our adult minder came by later, too, with the same news, just after the lights came back on.
So we planned on having a late night gaming session and watching late-night television. There was only the one couch, and when we played the video game we sat on the floor because the controller cords weren't long enough to reach to the couch anyway. So I got to see them in their underwear sitting on the floor a couple of feet in front of me. Nice view.
Late into the evening, another storm came in. The lights went out again The lightning lit the inside of the trailer momentarily. We sat on the couch and pouted. We were whining about how there was nothing to do.
Brad was on the end of the couch to my left, then me, then Sam, and then Teage on the end to my right. We were all in our underwear, leaning back, arms crossed, bored to tears.
There was nothing to do but talk, so we did. And of course it quickly turned to girls and sex. It made me hard, and I was sure the other guys were too, because they were holding their hands over their laps instead of having their arms crossed. I was too, for the same reason. Even though it was pretty dark, we could probably have seen our boners easily.
Brad was regaling us with a tale of what he and this girl had done in the basement of his house one day a couple months ago. She wouldn't let him fuck her because she was near her period, but she let him stick it in her butt.
"It was so tight!" he said.
"Didn't it hurt her?" Sam asked.
"Nah, not much," he said with a laugh.
"That's because his dick is so small," Teage laughed.
"Bigger than yours," Brad said.
"Not," Teage argued.
"You think you got more?" Brad asked as he shoved the waistband of his underwear down and pulled his boner out.
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