Nude Day Races

"...and from Nude Day Race 2012, this has been Anna Marshall reporting." As the newest reporter for KUVK, Anna had grown accustomed to working weekends and getting the assignments no one else in the newsroom was willing to do. She was the person called upon to cover the fish kill at the local fish hatchery, the problem at the city waste facility, and now, the sea of naked runners lining up for the Nude Day Race.

"Good, now let's try it again, topless," Duke Madison suggested, flashing his rakish grin at her.

"You wish," she said, noticing the way he was still filming, though the camera was pointed at her chest. Duke had been assigned to most of her in-field reporting jobs.

Easily fifteen years older than Anna, Duke had taught Anna the kinds of things journalism school would never teach her. Under his tutelage, she had learned how to play up her natural sex appeal without appearing sluttish. "I'm serious. You don't have to get all the way naked. Just pull you shirt off your shoulders and I'll shoot it as if you are." Again, he flashed that rakish, devil-may-care grin that shot right through her. "I promise no one's going to see anything. We're just going to make them think you did it."

"Damn it, Duke!" Anna said, glancing over her shoulder at the sea of naked butts loiter at the starting line. "You're going to get me fired."

"No, but I might get you noticed. Come on. Just hold your shirt down past your shoulders, that's all you need to do."

Anna was careful how she unbuttoned her blouse. It took four buttons before she could open the neckline enough to let it fall open. To complete the illusion, she pushed her bra straps down her arms. "Like this?" she asked, checking her front to make sure Duke wasn't getting too much of a show. Her nipples were hard, but there wasn't much she could do about that.

"Perfect," he said, pulling the big Panasonic camera back up to his shoulder. "Now remember what I taught you about out-takes."

"Right, swear," she said, holding one hand over her chest as she held the microphone up with the other. "...and from Nude Day Race 2012, this is Anna Marshall flashing her titties." The key with doing a prank out-take was sabotaging it enough that it would never make it on the air.

"Perfect," Duke laughed, watching from around his camera as Anna pulled herself back together. "If I didn't know better, I'd say you enjoyed this story." His eyes were on her chest and the twin points of her stiff nipples.

"Weirdo," she said, used to his lechery. Being surrounded by naked bodies had gotten to her.

"I'm weird? Why?"

"All those naked bodies over there and you want to stare at my tits?"

"You're prettier," he said, taking one last look at her chest before unshouldering the camera for the walk back to the news van. "Here's what I find most remarkable, you never glanced down during your interviews."

"Doesn't mean I didn't look," Anna laughed. She had noticed every exposed dick, boob, and pussy. She had noticed how most had groomed their pubic hair, including a few who had been very creative. She had compared her body to the women she saw, pleased to notice she was firmer and better tanned than most. "Tough to keep the camera pointed at my face?" she teased.

"Tougher to make sure there weren't surprises in the background," Duke said. "That will be the tough part during post-production."

Back in the studio, they made two cuts of their story. A shorter one for the evening newscast and a longer segment for the evening news when it was assumed most of the younger viewers would be in bed. Between each interview, Duke had left the camera taping as they walked through the crowd. The shot was from his hip, dick height for most guys. "Really?" Anna said.

"Are you complaining?"

"What a sausage-fest, you know?" she said as the mostly male participants moved past the camera, but she didn't fast-forward past any of it. "Sort of makes you wonder what it's like to edit a porn movie, doesn't it?"

"Want to find out?"

"Yeah, right," Anna laughed. Glancing away from the monitor to see the serious look on Duke's face. "Really?"

He shrugged.

"You are shitting me."

"Can you keep a secret?" he asked. She nodded. Working the controls, he pulled up a series of clips he had dumped into a separate file. As the cameraman, he had an obligation to shoot lots of background footage. Footage of barricades with signs warning people they were approaching the Nude Day Race. He had footage of clothed police officers and other generic shots that helped tell the story in pictures. But there was another series of clips, of a small group of fit guys getting ready for the race. Anna hadn't noticed this group, they stood off to one side, farther away from the other people getting ready for the race. From the first few frames, she noticed how they looked different than the jumble of other people. They were in better shape, better hung than the other guys, and lacked tan lines. They joked and pointed looked at each other's junk as they stretched and warmed up as if they were taking the race seriously.

"You know those guys?"

"They're porn stars."

"How do you know?" she asked, feeling foolish as soon as the question left her mouth. "I mean, how do you know them?"

"Because I'm going to shoot the rest of the movie this afternoon."

"Bullshit."

"Says you."

Duke suggested she should dress down for the shooting. She scrubbed off the extra layer of make-up she usually wore, pulled her blonde hair back in a ponytail, and wore Ray-Bans. It wasn't often that she was recognized on the street, but sometimes it happened. In a t-shirt and ripped jeans, she looked more like a college student than a budding report for KUVK. "And expect them to hit on you," Duke said as he drove to the shoot.

"I thought you said they were gay?"

"No, I said it was a gay shoot. The guys are straight, they just make more shooting gay porn."

The filming site was out of town, at the edge of some woods. Along with the five actors, there was another guy who served as the producer, director, and second cameraman. There were two women on set. Mona was a skinny girl with the kind of reddish-purplish colored hair that comes from a bottle. The other woman, Wendy, looked as if she stepped out of picture from the 60's. Wendy had long, straight brown hair, wore a leather halter top, Daisy Duke shorts and looked as if she was ready to flash a peace sign at any moment. When they got of Duke's car, everyone greeted him warmly while their eyes were on Anna.

"Fresh meat?" Kent Wilson, the producer/director/second camera operator asked Duke, shaking Duke's hand while his eyes gave Anna a once over.

"Just a curious friend," Duke said before changing Anna's name. "Grace Jones."

"Yeah, if you're ever going to get into the business, you'll need to change that name," Kent said, shaking Anna's hand, too. There were introductions made to the five guys before Kent pulled a vial of Viagra and passed them around as if they were breath mints. After passing them out to the actors, he gave a pill to Mona and Wendy, popped one himself, and handed the bottle to Duke.

Duke popped one of the tiny blue pills before tapping one into Anna's hand. He read the question on her face. "Kent's convinced the shoot goes better if everyone's horny."

"Trust me, baby, it works for women, too," Wendy said, smiling and stripping off her halter top.

"I'm not going to get naked," Anna told Duke.

"You don't have to. No one does," he said. Anna nodded at Wendy. "Doesn't mean you're not allowed to get naked, just means you don't have to. Besides, she's a fluffer."

Anna had heard that word and knew it meant Wendy's job was to help the guys get hard and stay hard. With a word from Kent, the guys got naked while Kent described the action. "You're done with the Nude Day Race and your heading back to your car or some such shit. Chuck? You're the newbie. Everyone else? You're horny as hell from running with that many guys. As soon as you're away from everyone else, which is now, you're ready to pop some wood and get down to it."

"Am I shocked, surprised, or into it?" Chuck asked.

"Fuck, I don't care, just as long as you get fucked by everyone, okay?"

"Yeah, sure," Chuck said, pulling on half hard prick. Chuck was tall, skinny, and well built. His private parts were shaved completely clean.

"Shouldn't we save our hard-ons?" one of the other guys asked.

"Yeah, good point," Kent told him, picking up his camera. He nodded at Mona who pulled out a boom microphone and held it center stage as the five guys walked into the shot.

"Man, that was a great run," said the blonde haired guy who had asked about saving hard-ons.

"Fucking hot as hell to see all those cocks flopping in the wind," said a shorter guy with a military style buzz-cut.

"Damn, I'm ready to get off," said another generic guy with bleach blonde hair and an Adonis-like physique. He pulled on his prick a few times.

"Keep doing that, we need some shots of that," Kent said, kneeling. It was easy to tell he was zooming in on the man's busy hands and rising prick.

"Oh fuck yeah!" said the one guy with long hair. He began pulling on his prick, too, attracting the attention of Kent's camera.

"Wow, what are you guys doing?" Chuck asked.

"Come on, dude, don't you want to get off?" asked Mr. Military Style Buzz-cut before he grabbed at Chuck's prick.

"Wait," Kent said, looking over his shoulder at Duke. "Are you getting this?"

"Yeah, boss, I got it. Keep going."

Kent kept his focus on the growing cocks while Duke maintained a longer shot. Chuck did an unconvincing job at acting shocked and surprised before being pushed on his knees and told to suck dick. Any further resistance was gone from his as soon as he pulled the first hard cock between his lips along with any illusion that he was knew to the idea. Anna stared wide-eyed as she watched this good looking man attacking Mr. Military's hard prick with a gusto she'd had never offered a man with her mouth. She stared, surprised at the difference between her style and a man's style. Chuck was all business, licking, slurping, and sucking as if Mr. Military's prick might hold the secrets to youth, happiness, and a world of untold riches. And when one of the two generic blondes stepped up with his hard-on, Chuck gave that man's dick the same treatment. Anna was stunned.

"See something you like?" Wendy asked, her voice too soft to carry to the microphone Mona still held.

"He's good at that, isn't he?" Anna asked, turning her look at Wendy and receiving a second shock as she forgot Wendy had gotten topless.

"Dan? What the fuck is your issue?" Kent asked the tanned man standing off to one-side. "Can you get that hard, please?"

"I'm trying, boss," Dan said, pulling on a prick that didn't want to move past half staff.

"Wendy?" Kent asked.

"Sorry, I'm up," she said, walking on to the set area. Kent and Duke kept shooting the action between the other four guys. "What's up, baby?" Wendy asked, sliding up close to Dan. She pressed her bare chest against his thick bicep, grabbing his half-hard cock, and kissed him on the lips. Dan leaned into her kiss, sucking at her face with the sort of intimacy reserved for returning veterans. That's all it took to generate the required change between his legs. His cock responded, growing to its full, impressive length and girth. He flashed Wendy a relieved grin and stepped up to the group of men so Chuck could suck his prick, too.

"Dan always needs help at the beginning," Wendy said, moving back to Anna. "But once he's hard, he's a fucking machine. You'll see."

"Hey, do we need to keep these shoes on?" one of the guys asked. Kent said they didn't. "You need us to go down on Chuck, too?" one of the blondes asked. Kent said they did. "Can we get a blanket?" Wendy pulled one out, walked back on set, and laid it on the grass before the men moved down. One of them started sucking Chuck's hard cock.

"Doesn't that ruin the continuity?" Anna asked Wendy.

"It's porn, sweetie. No one cares about continuity."

Kent and Duke moved in a circle around the five men, picking and choosing their shots and giving minor directions as they went. "Hand," Duke said at one point and Chuck switched from rubbing a prick with his right hand to stroking it with his left hand as he sucked. When he turned his head to suck on the prick to his left, he switched hands again without being told. As Duke stood for an over-the-shoulder shot, Anna noticed the front of Duke's pants. The man was as hard as any of the guys he was filming.

"Aw fuck, Duke, you keep getting in my shots," Kent complained.

"What do you want me to do about it?"

"At least take off your pants so it looks like you belong," Kent said.'

"Change your angle."

"Fuck you."

"Fuck you, Kent," Duke said, stepping out of the shot. He wandered over to Anna. "You having a good time?"

"Looks as if you are," she said, glancing at the lump in his pants before giving him a smirk.

"Goes double for you," he said, giving her chest a lecherous gaze.

"You getting naked today?" Wendy asked him.

Anna grinned, picking up on Wendy's question. "Yeah, Duke, you getting naked?"

Duke rubbed the front of his pants. "I wasn't going to with you here," he told Anna. "But sometimes I do, you got a problem with that?"

"Not at all."

He gave her a long stare, catching her glancing down at him. "You get naked and I'll get naked."

"Why am I getting naked?"

"Because you want to," he said, staring at her tits for another moment before his eyes made it back to hers. "Besides, it is Nude Day."

"When everyone else does, I will, too," Anna said.

"You shouldn't have said that," Wendy said, undoing her Daisy Duke shorts. "Hey Mona, get naked for the new chick, okay?"

"Yeah, okay," Mona said, setting down her microphone boom and undressing as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

"What the fuck?" Kent asked, looking around to see the two naked women and Duke visiting with Anna.

"Anna said she'll get naked if everyone else does," Wendy told him.

"Well fucky-fuck-fuck," Kent said, passing his camera to Dan. "Shoot them, okay?" He wasn't wearing anything more than a t-shirt and shorts and a few moments later, he wasn't wearing that, either. Built as well as any of his actors, Anna saw he was just as hard and just as gifted, too.

"Never say something like that on a porn set," Duke grinned, passing his camera to the now naked Wendy. She stood behind Kent, but pointed the camera at the action between the men. Smiling, Duke started with his shorts, shucking them off to expose his own big hard-on. While Anna stared at his prick, he pulled off his shirt. "Your turn," he said.

Anna didn't have a choice. She wasn't sure if it was the sex she had been witnessing, the sight of the good looking men hard and excited, or the effects of the Viagra, but she wasn't going to let Duke get the best of her. She pulled off her clothes without ceremony as the guys on the set watched her as closely as Duke did. "There. Happy?" she asked.

"Mr. Happy is," he said and she saw the way his hard prick bounced up and down several times.

"Pervert."

"Guilty," he said and left her for his camera.

"Damn, girlfriend, you're smoking hot! Do you workout?" Wendy asked, moving next to her again.

"Yeah, I do," Anna said, ignoring how Wendy was checking her out as eagerly as the men on set.

"Come on guys, so she's naked. Can we do the shoot?"

"She's hot as hell," one of the blondes told Duke.

"Shut up and suck cock," Duke growled.

"Sure," the blonde said and wrapped his lips around Duke's prick. Anna gasped, but no one seemed to care. Instead of pulling away, Duke aimed his camera down and filmed a couple moments of the blonde haired man sucking his prick.

"Is Duke gay?" she asked Wendy.

"Nah, he just doesn't care. "He never shows his face on camera, but you'd be surprised how often his prick has made it on screen."

"Chuck, you ready for us to get some fuck shots?"

"Yeah, boss, I took care of things before I got here."

"Good man," Kent said, looking over his shoulder to see Wendy bringing a tube of lube on set. "Let's start with Brian, okay?"

"Can we start with Matt? He's bigger."

"Yeah, okay," Kent said. Matt turned out to be one of the blondes and his prick was the longest and fattest of the bunch. Matt sat on blanket, rubbing his hard cock while Chuck used the lube to finger his ass. Once he was ready, he straddled Matt's body, grabbed the other man's prick, and rubbed it against his asshole. Kent got close to film it all and Anna moved closer for a better view. What she saw thrilled her. She watched as Chuck lowered his asshole down and around Matt's big, hard cock. What make it hotter for her was seeing how hard Chuck's cock throbbed as he slid down and around that big prick. Part of her felt jealous that Chuck was getting to feel that hard cock inside of him. She wanted it. But worse was seeing Chuck's hard cock. Chuck was clearly in need, a need she wanted to provide to him. "Someone suck him, okay?" Kent asked and Anna nearly moved into view to do it.

The short, stocky, military looking guy got the honors. He leaned over, opened his mouth, and drew Chuck's hard prick inside his mouth as Chuck moved up and down on the dick in his ass. "Wow, Brian, enough," Chuck told Mr. Military.

"You going queer on us?" Brian asked, moving away to revel Chuck's cock in greater need than before.

"Fuck you."

"Maybe next time," Brian said, grabbing Chuck's prick and pumping on it.

"Hey, cut it out!" Chuck complained, trying to push his hand away.

"Stop fighting him," Duke said, busy behind his camera. Anna noticed Duke's cock looked in need, too.

"He's going to make me come," Chuck complained.

"Someone shove a dick in his mouth," Kent said. The long haired guy fed his hard cock to him. Chuck groaned around the mouthful of cock, bounced up and down, and with Brian still pulling on his cock, Chuck came on himself.

"I'm telling you, he's going gay on us," Brian said, smirking at his accomplishment.

"Wendy, clean him up, please," Duke said, pulling away and aiming his camera at Chuck sucking dick.

Wendy moved between the men, pushing her way between legs as needed to get to Chuck. Opening her mouth, she licked up the cum on Chuck's body and finished by giving his still hard prick a couple deep licks. She checked him for any spots she missed and squirmed away.

"Okay, let's get someone else up that butt," Kent said.

Kent pulled away as the guys rearranged themselves. Duke stood back, too, moving close to Anna again, his eyes again on her chest. "She just licked him clean," Anna said.

"Yeah, she does that."

"And that's okay?"

"Does it matter?"

"I just..."

"It's a porn set, baby. Everyone here has gotten it on one way or another."

"You don't suck dick?" Wendy asked her.

"Sure I do," Anna said, feeling herself blush for the first time. "I just... I don't know..."

"Honey, everyone one of these guys have cum in my mouth at least a dozen times, including your boyfriend."

"He's not my boyfriend," Anna corrected.

"Whatever," Wendy said, smiling. "You can fluff the next one who needs it if you want."

"No way."

"Fuck, why not? When is the next time you're going to suck porn star dick?"

"Hey Mona, you want some of this?" Kent asked the girl with the reddish-purplish hair.

"Fuck yeah," she said, dropping to her knees in front of Kent. On set, the guys had moved around. A new man sat beneath Chuck as Chuck once more lowered his ass on the man's dick. Duke did the close-ups while Kent shot the blowjobs Chuck gave while fucking. The entire time, Mona sucked Kent's dick as if it was part of the shoot.