SkinMarvin Gay Stories

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Part 5

Miriam went through the days schedule with them both. They would start with a scene where they meet in a bar. There will be others in the bar, unaware of the filming. It will be shot at a gay bay near here, tonight. Larry will be at the bar drinking, and will turn away all requests for company, till he sees Daniel approach him. Daniel will be dressed in a skin outfit supplied by the studio. Both of them will have some make-up on but very little. After the briefing, they dressed in the clothes Miriam supplied. Daniels skin gear was similar to his, but the bleachers were tighter, giving him more bulges in his pants, his braces were red on top of a white Fred Perry shirt with black and red trim, and the jacket was army green. The boots were a 14 hole army combat boot with thick chunky sole, and a steel toe cap on the outside of the toe, with thick white work socks rolled over the top of the boot. Daniel liked the look, and it gave him a meaner look, especially with the tattoos they placed on him with make-up. He even had tattoos on his head. Larry was dressed in tight fitting Levi jeans, black work boots; see through fishnet T-shirt, and leather jacket. Daniel thought he looked good enough to eat. It was nearly 2 hours before they were ready to move, and it was well after 6 pm before they reached a gay bar just north of London. Larry was told to go in first, and would be followed in by Daniel in about 5 minutes. A video camera was already inside the bar, filming and waiting for the guys.

Larry entered, and moved slowly to the bar, checking out the talent as he went. He ordered a cola, and sat at the bar. He could see several guys eyeing him up, and when he was approached, gently declined their offer to join them. Daniel was longer than he expected coming in, but when he did, a buzz went round the room. Larry could see eyes were tuned in Daniels direction, and followed him as he moved towards the bar. Daniel sat at the other end to Larry, and ordered a beer. Daniel then turned and surveyed the bar and the people in it. This was Daniels first trip to a gay bar, and he was curious. Finally, his eyes landed on Larry. He picked up his beer, and sauntered over to where Larry sat. Daniel had decided to act like he was picking up one of the whores he used to pick up when in London with his mates. He would never dwell on ceremony with them, and he decided not to on this occasion. "Hey slut, fuck you look good. Buy you a beer?" Larry was shocked at first, then realised where he was and what was happening,. He decided as this was all ad lib, he would make it a little harder. "No thanks, don't take drinks from strangers." Daniel nearly burst out laughing, but decided to go along with the ad-lib. "Tats the name, now you fucking know me, what you drinking? Waiter, a beer for my mate here." Larry turned to face Daniel. "I never said what I wanted." Daniel looked at him without smiling. "You do as I say bitch, never forget that." Larry looked at him and Daniel saw fear in his eyes, as if he had never seen Daniel before. "Leave me alone, I do not want to drink with you, I am meeting a friend." Larry was acting, but still had the sound of fear in his voice. Daniel wanted to stop, and reassure Larry that he was only acting, and that he wasn't really like this at all. Then he realised the camera was still rolling, and decided to take things one-step further. He could feel the eyes of the room on him, and his reputation as a skin was on the line, acting or not. He grabbed Larry roughly by the head, and kissed him violently on the lips, tonguing him immediately. With his left hand, he grabbed Larry's arse and crutch, and squeezed it tightly. Larry squirmed a little, and then surrendered to Daniel's force. When he eventually let Larry go, he downed his beer, and grabbed Larry's arm. "Come, we go back to my place now." Larry knew then that Daniel wanted this charade to finish, so he shook his head in the affirmative, grabbed his goods from the bar, and followed Daniel out. The bar immediately was abuzz with conversation about the skin, and the way he roughly handled that nice young boy in the leather jacket. They all expressed enjoyment at how they wished the skin had treated them that way, and how they could wrap their legs around his strong muscular frame.

Miriam was pleased with the takes, but wanted more. This time they went to a gay bar in the centre of London, and Daniel and Larry did it all over again. This time, they both knew what was coming and managed to draw it out longer, much to Miriam's delight. She was able, later, to mix the two together, and draw out the first take, which she felt was better and more natural. Several takes were takes of them on a bus, walking along a street at night, and entering a block of flats. All were part of stretching out the film, and leading the viewer on from the bar to "Tat's" supposed flat. Larry's name in the film was David. They both slept well that night. They were given a room above the antique shop with 2 single beds in it. It was just above the studio on the 2nd floor. It was part of a small flat, with one other bedroom in it, although there was no sign of any other occupier. There was a small lounge room, a kitchen dining area, and a toilet with a shower and sink in a small room, built out from the flat over the roof of the studio. This was obviously an addition much later on. There were 2 flats on this level, which was the top level of the building. Initially, they lay on separate beds, and talked of the day, and their luck in getting the job. Daniel was curious why they were picked. "I think that clerk is gay. I have suspected it for a while now." Larry said. "Cannot prove it, but just the way he always looked at me, and things he said. Maybe he felt this was a way he could help us, and give us something he knew we could do." Larry sounded quite sincere, but Daniel thought otherwise. "No, that creep has had it in for me for a while, more likely he thought we would turn it down, and he would have the last laugh. Well guess what? We have the last laugh, we are £1000 richer each, and he is still earning his paltry £300 per week. Hope he rots in hell." They both laughed, and Daniel then asked Larry how he felt about what they had done that day. "I was a little scared at first, especially when you spoke roughly to me. I saw a strong rough guy in front of me, and I really felt under your power, and it frightened me. You looked menacing in the make-up and tattoos. You really looked the part." Larry was still showing some trepidation in his voice. "I had a reputation to up hold in there. I could not let them faggots think I was week." "You're a faggot too." Said Larry quietly, hoping Daniel did not hear him, but Daniel did, and went silent for a moment. "Yeh, I suppose your right, it just takes a little getting used to. I only really found out in the last 2 days, and it has been a sharp learning curve, as well as a sharp realisation that my life has changed and will never be the same again. Any way, why are you over there, Come and keep me warm." With that, Daniel moved over, and allowed Larry to crawl into bed with him. It was a lovely feeling to have his warm body up against his own. Larry could feel Daniels' cock against his back. He hoped it would rise and take him soon. "Do you like me Larry? I mean, do you really like me as a sexual partner or as a real person? Why did you let me fuck you this morning at the studio? You had only really met me today." Larry thought for a while. "I had liked you from the first time I saw you in the dole queue, and when I saw you outside the toilets, I started to dream of you being my master. I love dominant men, being made to be subservient to them, be fucked at their beck and call. Being chained and caged is my fantasy with you, even though I did not think you would ever notice me, especially after you failed to follow me into the toilets." Daniel kissed him on the top of his head. "Do you like skins Larry?" "Not normally, they scare me, but you seemed different somehow. You were a skinhead, but you had something that made me want to be your slave. Your smell I think. I could smell you every time you stood next to me in the dole queue, and when I walked past you in the park. You had a smell that made me feel that you would treat me right. I cannot explain it any more than that. You smelt right for me, that's all." Larry snuggled into Daniels body more, as if wanting his body to be enveloped by Daniel. "Funny, I had that same feeling when I saw you in the coffee shop, and when I sat next to you, I could smell your body, it was sending me messages. It was telling me that you would be mine. I knew we would have sex today. It just felt that way. Does it always feel this way with gay men?" Daniel was now confused. He knew he never felt that way with women, so was this how gay men found their partners, by their smell? Larry laughed. "No, it just happed this way this time. Next time, it may just be the sight or looks of a guy, or just being at the right place at the right time." Larry could feel Daniel responding to his body being close to him. He could feel Daniels cock strengthening, and started to move his body and rub it against Daniels cock. Daniel knew what Larry was doing, and started to kiss Larry's neck, then his back and moved on down to his lower back and arse.

This was the second time Daniel would fuck Larry that day, but would not be the last that night. Daniel was surprised how he could carry out several fucks in very short spaces of time. With women, once maybe twice was his limit before he fell asleep, and woke to find the girl gone. With guys, they loved to be fucked often, and he found he was more than willing to oblige. Sex with guys was far more stimulating and exciting than with females, and he realised why he was always drinking when he went with his mates. Drinking with his mates till oblivion was great, but when out looking for sex, his mates never got drunk till after they had had their fill of women, whereas he got drunk first. But not now, guys were exciting to be with, and he was not going to miss one action-thrilled moment. He was now rimming Larry, biting his arse hard, licking the rim of the sphincter, probing with his tongue, Pushing his tongue further and further into Larry's arse as he could. He could smell his arse, it was divine that sweat smell of a man. Larry was already jacking himself off, and cumm over his torso, while Daniel was still licking his arse and balls. Daniel lay on top of Larry, the cumm between them, and he moved his body around in order to allow the cumm to cover both their bodies. Daniel was not hard, and probed Larry's arse for entry to his lovers' pit. Larry was not hard to enter, but was not week either. When Daniel entered Larry, the muscles softened and held Daniel firmly, but not tightly. Again for the 2nd time that day, Daniel pumped Larry's arse, pounding him into submission. He was Larry's master, he had said so himself, and if he let him, he would be his slave. Him, Daniel, a master with a slave boy. A skinhead with a slave. If only his mates could see him now. Daniel became rough with his urgency and pounded Larry with relentless force until he came. His cumm was a river in full flood, squirting up Larry's anal passage in a torrent. Daniel continued to pump him, and came a second time within minutes. Daniel remained inside Larry, and as Larry became calm, Daniel could feel himself rising once again. They had beautiful sex 5 times that night. They awoke together at about 8.30 am. They could hear noises coming from the studio downstairs.

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