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The Hollywood Agency Book -10-
Chapter 30: "Business as Usual"
Someone yelled out 'SILENCE ON SET' and Talon Eagertown took a deep breath, preparing to deliver his well rehearsed lines on the cue from his fellow actor.
Niam Leeson, over 70 now and only doing dramatic character roles, wore an impeccable, clearly bespoke suit, carefully tailored to perfectly display his imposing stature, giving him that air of the eccentric billionaire villain he played in a few of the scenes in the new film.
He spoke some lines that were clearly inspired by other films, and as he nodded at two fellow actors dressed in white lab-coats, Talon tightened his muscular body to adopt the stance his role required and delivered his line perfectly.
“AUUURGGHHMMMMMMMM” he screamed out, clearly not just acting, and if the cameras had been filming Leeson, his surprised jump would have ruined the whole scene.
However, all cameras were aimed at Talon. The special effects crew had provided exactly what the Producer, the Director and the Actor's Agent had decided upon. The stainless steel table was as real as the cuffs and tight belts they had used to immobilize the handsome actor, but unlike in the first five times they had filmed the scene, this time the current of all the electrodes they had attached to Talon's body was set on high without telling the actors in advance.
The actor had no other option but give the performance of a lifetime, the best acting they had seen from him for a long time.
For this film, his first action film after a franchise of spy-movies that had been canceled some time ago, he had lost weight and gained muscles. He had never looked better, and the therapist his Agent John Meyers had hired cured Talon's deeper problems, problems not unheard of in Hollywood.
Talon was a closeted gay, and after working hard for some time with JM Modeling Agency, he could admit it.
The videos they had produced of him taking dick were spectacular, and the good looking actor knew those films, even though only a handful of the most powerful men in the City of Angels had seen them, had opened the doors to the next stage of his career.
Not many men on set knew about the special effects that were built into the prop. The steel desk was real, and as Talon screamed out at the top of his lungs, his muscles made him form a spectacular bridge, only his shoulders and feet touching the metal surface.
Talon cramped in real agony. The pain exploding all over his body, his handsome face contorted and his screams sounded real because they were real.
Only one take was necessary to finish the scene.
As Niam Leeson, in his role as the villain, coldly said “Enough!” and one of the two men in white lab-coats cut the current, Talon almost passed out and his body slumped back onto the tabletop like a marionette with cut strings.
It was the last scene of the day, and as Leeson delivered his last line “He won't be saying anything more, get rid of him!” he simply left the studio. He had brought this final text in the same flawless way he had delivered all of his lines while Talon in the scene just grunted, unable to speak, move, or perform any longer.
The cameras stayed focused on Eagertown’s muscles, showing the really spectacular sheen of sweat, making his skin shine. The producers knew the audience wanted the raw presence of their star, and after Talon had rested for a night, they would be able to film how he would escape the desperate situation he was in with the help of a fancy laser in his watch.
But now? The stage hands waited for the “GO” of the Director to uncuff the Star, but for now the Bosses needed to talk to the Star first.
“Beautifully done, boy!” The elderly producer said as he openly fondled Talon Eagertown' body. He went on:
“I saw that animated Gorilla and knew I wanted to cast you! And now look at you, that raw masculinity, the same broad shoulders and the same narrow hips!”
Talon and the rest of the crew knew what the man meant. The star had lent his voice and some movements to a cartoon character, and the young Gorilla in the film was a great singer, played piano, but , more important, was nice, dumb, and built like the wet dream of some perverted cartoon artist. They had even screen-tested scenes with Talon and an actor in a gorilla costume, meant for a project called “Apeman”.
When the producer of “Agent X saves the World” had seen the newest pictures and videos provided by Talon’s Agent John Meyers, he had cast Talon on the spot.
Slowly the star calmed down and regained some strength. He knew the cameras were off, but he still needed to give his best performance.
As the fat producers hands slowly moved south, the actor gave a precisely timed low moan, grunting out in a well played surprise as the man grabbed his bulge.
The costume department had designed something like a combat uniform for the character Talon played. The black shorts were very revealing and the tight T-shirt in a dark camouflage color came off surprisingly often.
The poor hero was stripped in fights, exposing some very revealing tighty-whiteties, or he lost his clothing willingly to swim through a river, and the writer of the script clearly had taken any opportunity he saw to show off Eagertown's perfectly formed body.
Still bound to the tabletop, Talon struggled as the Producer now ripped open the tight shorts, or what was left of them. The actor had fought four martial arts fighters during the scene prior to this one, and while fighting for his life, he had lost most of his garments.
Even though that fight scene had been filmed the week before, the guys in the continuity department had made sure the tight and shredded pair of shorts was on set that morning.
The almost naked, beautifully ripped man was impossible to resist, and the Director watched patiently while the Producer's hands openly explored Talon's body and molested the tied down, helpless actor.
His Agent John Meyers had made sure the Star had enough juice in his trailer, and Talon's impressive dick was already fully hard and jumped up, ready to be worked over, as the producer opened the younger actor's shorts.
The performance Talon Eagertown delivered to land his next hit on the big screen was impressive. He again played a role, now off camera, since he had been told the Producer loved to abuse unwilling young men. The man even went so far to tell two stagehands to tie up Eagertown to an overhead bar in another section of the set, to ‘see how the scene would unfold’, he said.
Cuffed and shackled, Taron Eagertown was just what the fat man liked, and Taron delivered another outstanding performance as he played the hero in distress, while his dick was hard as steel and he just wanted to cum and shoot his hot load.
While this important meeting after the filming took place on the set of “Agent X saves the World”, an even younger actor slowly stretched in a plush and comfortable king size bed in a well known hotel.
The “Beverly Wiltmore Hotel” was famous for it's grand suites and it's legendary service, and it had been the filming location for several Blockbuster movies.
Tayler Kharza-Mendez had just turned 19 and was ready, able and willing for his next major role.
After playing the gay son of a President, he had done all he could to avoid being typecast, but in vain.
Nobody wanted to give him a role as a crime-fighter, or a soldier fighting in Vietnam and not even the sitcom he did a screen-test for wanted to cast him as the bad guy. Instead they offered him the role of the most likable character, Cody, the gay son of a rich neighbor of the family that played the main role. They had even taken test-shots, showing Tayler/Cody in the very small cutoffs that would be his signature look, but Tayler had declined.
This supporting character would feature him in almost any scene, and his Agent John Meyers knew that his client's most striking features were his face and his body, and those attributes would land him even better roles in the future, if Tayler only played along nicely.
That day Tayler had stormed out of the room, and only his Agent had been able to tame him and calm him down enough to come back. The Casting Scout, Fred Scott, a bald black man of maybe 50, had smiled wickedly, nodding to Mr. Meyers, as the Agent and the young actor came back into the room.
The huge flatscreen in the office now showed the face of Tayler Kharza-Mendez in a still pic, and the young actor froze in place as he realized that the man had used a picture that had been taken on the set of a hardcore porn film featuring the cast of Thug Videos. And Tayler himself.
The Casting Agent still smiled maliciously. He was merciless as he spoke:
“Listen, you punk! You have no chance. Everybody knows your nothing but a diva with a hot body and a good face, and nobody wants to see your pathetic tries to play a soldier or a scientist. You're at best when you're naked, so strip and suck my dick!”
The screen started to show the film starring Tayler as the man clicked on a remote, now zooming out from the closeup picture to the full body of the young actor, displaying his hard dick, ready for action. The dick of the casting agent now clearly showed in his pants, forming a fat tube.
Tayler paled. He felt the presence of his Agent, knowing that this man had given the video to the black powerful casting scout who was now slowly opening the zipper of his expensive trousers.
The young star swallowed hard but gave in, kneeling down in front of the man who had offered him his next role.
He answered: “You said a contract for two years, with an option of more?”, knowing his Agent had already settled the details. John Meyers spoke up:
“All is prepared” and Tayler licked the fat head of the casting scout's dick.
Now, quite some time later, laying in the huge bed in the luxurious suite, Tayler waited for the shower to stop.
The suite had been booked to celebrate the first season of “Beverly Hills High School Teens”, and even though Tayler hated his role, he had been given the chance to appear on screens all over the world.
The man, his black skin still wet from the hot shower, walked out of the bathroom, his dick fully hard and already dripping pre-cum, aiming at Tayler.
Fred Scott knew he owned the young actor, and he had no qualms in laying down, ordering the teenage star to “Jump up and ride me, Cowboy!”
While Tayler grunted as the Casting Agent's fat 12 incher slowly opened his tight asshole, another actor worked on his career as well.
Calvin Castafuego from the cast of “The Time I turned....”, a hip teenager drama series, was a young man, now just 24, who had been on the casting couch for several roles around the genre of typical teenage comedy drama films, kissing girls and boys in those roles. He still looked younger and played those twinkish, cheeky, fresh characters everyone liked instantly.
He was bent over a couch, waiting to getting his naked ass fingered. He already knew what the older stars that had joined him liked to do to the young sexy talent.
Calvin would be fingered and later fucked, while he sucked the uncut cock of a famous European actor. The man finger-fucking him was an old friend and co-star of the famous older actor, and they had offered Calvin the position of the young 'Protegé' of the elderly Star, promising to write an extra part for him into the long running series “Mr. Jones solves the Riddle”, featuring both men now fondling the young actor.
‘Mr. Jones’, the character the Star played, was surprisingly depicted as openly gay and flamboyant, and the Author needed a new twist for a lame plot. He wanted to give the slowly dying series a fresh flavor, and the already mostly gay audience would love the sexy young man.
Calvin Castafuego would play a Spanish pick-pocket, trying to steal from the old Detective, but after ‘Jones’ caught Calvin in the act, they would become friends, partners, and the series was revived by the same fresh blood that had caught the attention of the Star in the first place.
Calvin had played his role in the teen-comedy “The Time I turned....”, surprisingly well and “with a presence that radiated confidence and sex appeal", critics commented, which had stirred the interest of the star.
Now, to his own surprise after years of celibacy, the cock of the old star was as hard as a rock and he enjoyed fucking the tight ass of the young star, while the Star's old friend and partner jerked his dick and waited for his turn.
Calvin moaned and grunted out loud, not even feeling the need to act, since the cock up his butt was hard and thick and hit his prostate with every single deep fuckstroke.
His two fellow actors had fucked Calvin numerous times over the last few months, and each time it had felt fresh and new.
The reason was simple: The boy in the film, the pick-pocket played by Calvin Castafuego, used a new tricky and elaborated makeup to mask up for almost every new episode of the film, playfully tricking the famous detective “Mr. Jones”. It was a running gag the audience loved immensely.
What worked for the series also worked in bed. Calvin was an insatiable slut, playing a new role each time when he had sex with the his two co-stars, and the thrill helped to make the older Stars feel young and fresh, horny as hell and hard as steel.
All thrsistant, his son Troy, had given the clients, the young stars, worked flawlessly, and the new sex-lives those actors now relished had increased their value significantly.
ee of JM Modeling Agency's newest investments had turned out spectacularly, the training John Meyers and his asAnd the next young men already waited to be discovered.
Meanwhile, Callum Masters was in Rio. His Agent John Meyers had landed him a new contract for a European Brand, an underwear line and a series of fragrances.
The photographer had insisted in taking the pictures of Callum modeling a series of white boxer-briefs in the spray of the ocean, and the wet fabric, clinging to the model's spectacular round ass and huge bulge, looked just as erotic as the company wanted their product to appear.
Copacabana beach with it's skyline and the legendary Pão de Açúcar, the mountain top looking like a sugar-cone, was the perfect location for the shoot.
The world-famous photographer brilliantly integrated the thousands of good-looking tourists and the infamously sexy, muscled cariocas, the people of Rio de Janeiro, as a backdrop for Callum frolicking in the waves of the South Atlantic Ocean.
Men and women alike were posing for the photographers lens without even realizing it, and he had no qualms in using one of his cameras to take snapshots of certain eye-candy on the side.
Callum and his boyfriend Joey, who had been traveling with him for some time now, were young enough, hot enough, and open and willing enough to bed a hot man or two every night, and today two very hot looking boys, maybe even twins, caught Joeys attention.
He decided to get drinks for the crew and his lover, and as he exited the trailer they used as the makeup booth, his hands full of a huge tray full of glasses, he ran into those sexy boys.
After his careful planning his plot worked beautifully, and the boys, soaking wet from several ice-cold sodas, drinks full of sugar and artificial colors all over them, accepted Joey's apology and his invitation to shower and change in the trailer real quick.
Callum heard the water running inside of the trailer as he was done with the last shoot of the day. His skin was covered with drying salt, and all he wanted was to clean up. As he opened the door to the trailer, he saw Joey, smiling broadly, sitting with spread legs and openly fondling his dick while someone seemed to be in the shower.
“Hey wassup?” Joey asked, nodding to the back of the trailer: “We have company! Just 18 years old, twins, as hot and spicy as original 'Galinhada' “. Joey giggled as he and Callum had been introduced to the traditional dish just days before. It was a hot, spicy rice and chicken dish much loved in the region, made of young and tender chicken.
Callum took the hint, now smiling broadly as well, as he asked: “Chicken, huh? Young and tender, and ready to be devoured?”
They both knew they would share the young boys all night long, really feasting on their young and tender meat. Just then Callum saw what Joey had already checked out, as the first of the twins stepped out of the shower stall. Glistening in a sheen of water the boy's skin looked like a caramel fudge with a shiny coat of honey, almost too sweet to eat. The boy parted his lips in a seductive manner licking them briefly, showing perfect teeth, and Callum saw the Brazilian had a body to die for, with an ample piece of meat between his legs.
The Cariocian's cock was hard as steel and pointed right at Callum as the sexy young man walked over, kissed Callum on both cheeks, and knelt eagerly down to push the model's last pair of white boxers down.
Callum moaned as he watched the boy's full lips engulf his dick. The Brazilian certainly was no beginner in the art of lovemaking, and he didn't stop as Callum couldn't hold back, grabbed the boy's head and pushed in deep.
He could feel that the tight throat of the boy gave way for his fat dickhead, and the boy, now gagging and choking, was reduced to a fucktoy, a muscled, deeply tanned ragdoll with a beautiful face and a body built to use.
As Callum was about to cum, the second of the Brazilian hotties knelt down right by his twin and now two pair of lips worked Callum's cock, licking, sucking, their lips meeting while sharing the thick dick of the model. The feeling was incredible, and the horny boys knew what they had to do.
All Callum needed to do was watch. Joey, sitting in the sofa, was still jerking his dick, and watching all three young boys combined was too much for the horny model.
He grunted out loudly as he came. After the initial taste of cum his sucker pulled back, and Callum's hot, white, foamy semen painted a lewd picture on the deeply tanned torsos of the willing boys kneeling side by side in front of the world-famous model.
While the boys in Rio had protein shakes, straight from the tap, at teatime, Los Angeles prepared for lunch.