Talent Audition

"She would really enjoy seeing what I'm looking at right now," Her smile turned bigger. "So big! So thick! And now so wet too!"

My heart skipped a beat with the mention of my wetness. My self-masturbation made it wet. No doubt Yuko would know what I had done as soon as she saw it.

"If you are willing to show it in front of a camera," She suggested again. "Then can I assume you will have no problem showing it to Yuko?"

"I guess not," I took a hard swallow and closed my eyes before answering. I wished she would just go ahead and invite the woman inside like she so obviously wanted to do, but I got the distinct impression that she wanted me to agree to it first. I suppose my agreement would make it even more embarrassing - and more arousing.

"Does that mean you don't mind if I give her a call?"

I saw her hand resting on the receiver of her phone when I opened my eyes again. In my mind I did a quick computation. If the receptionist really was only a junior in High School, than that meant she was only 17 years old, maybe 18 max. I thought back to my own High School days and at the innocence of the girls at that age.

"Go ahead," I said at last, not because I wanted to but because I had no choice. "I don't mind," I lied.

"Good!" The woman behind the desk wasted no time. "You don't have to do anything. Just stand there. I'm going to have Yuko bring in the file of my next prospect, and I want you to remain standing at my desk while she brings it in."

The request only took a second. It happened so fast I didn't have time to think about it. It seemed as soon as she put the phone down, I already heard the door open behind me. This was followed immediately after by a yelp and then a "Oh my!"

The receptionist wasn't able to see me; not all of me, not yet. She could only see my ass, but that was enough to tell her that I was naked. It wasn't too late. I could have run out of the room. I could have declined the job. But in a strange sort of way, I also wanted to stay. It was as though I wanted to show it off, my cock, to another stranger.

"What are you waiting for?" Her boss extolled the young lady. "I don't have all day. Bring that file over hear and let me have a look at the résumé of my next applicant."

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. My heart beat at a mile a minute. Footsteps sounded from behind me. They came near. She was going to see me, I realized, and she would see me in all my glory. I couldn't believe how I could just stand there and allow her to see.

"Oh my!" The voice sounded closer. "Oh my, my, my!" Her voice sounded with increased excitement the closer it got. "Oh fuck!" Yuko spoke when she came to my side.

"This is Duane," I was introduced. "I'm thinking about hiring him for the prison story."

"Holy fuck!" The young lady seemed to have a limited vocabulary.

"What do you think of him?" Her boss asked.

Silence followed. I just stood there, unable to open my eyes. I could feel the eyes of the young Yuko upon me, wide open.

"I think he would be a good choice Miss Nemoto," Yuko answered at last. "He certainly has a big one!"

"You noticed!" Her boss answered as if surprised.

"Of course I noticed," Yuko giggled. "It's kind of hard to miss."

We all knew what she was talking about. Not just one, but now two women looked at it, both Yuko and Miss Nemoto. At least I finally knew her name, the Dominatrix sitting in front of me. Somehow "Miss" did not seem appropriate. I thought the title "Mistress" or "Domm" would be more descriptive of her true nature.

At last I opened my eyes. I opened them for an instant to take a peak, and then closed them again at the sight of the young Yuko standing at the side of the desk. Both saw me, I confirmed. It was all I needed to know.

"He's a shy one Miss Nemoto," Yuko must have noticed my eyes.

"Not too shy!" Miss Nemoto differed.

"No, not too shy," Yuko agreed. "He acts shy in front of me, but I can see he was willing to play with it in front of you."

My heart stopped. I probably gasped for breath. She noticed, I realized. Yuko noticed my wetness, and she knew the reason it was wet.

"Just the way I like them!" The young Yuko spoke to my horror. "Wet and dripping!"

My heart stopped again as I wondered if I really was. Might I actually be dripping? Might my own pre-cumm be dripping off? Might it be dripping down to the floor and making a puddle as they stood and looked? I couldn't bring myself to check to make sure.

"And I didn't even have to ask him to play," Miss Nemoto lied. "I guess he was just so damn horny he couldn't help but play with himself."

"I'm glad he did," Yuko spoke in the sexiest voice I had ever heard. "Wet and dripping is the best! It makes him look like he just pulled out of a tight snatch."

The single word, "snatch," made me gasp. I thought about her snatch, her pussy, and how good it would feel to drive into her. Yet at the same time I knew I wouldn't. These women were after something quite different than casual sex.

I briefly opened my eyes once again to confirm they still stood before me. Apparently the whole exercise of having me masturbate myself was done for the benefit of the young Yuko. It had nothing to do with getting the part, but done solely for the visual pleasure of the young receptionist that she had planned to invite inside the whole time.

The receptionist, I noticed, wore the same outfit as in the waiting room. It was hard to forget, the way the neckline of the purple blouse came down low enough to expose the top of her swelling mounds. She looked hot, even hotter than Nemoto. She clearly had a large pair of boobs hidden just below the fabric of her blouse. I wanted to see more, but realized I wouldn't be seeing anything today. This show was clearly limited to the ladies.

"You know what I'm thinking Miss Nemoto," The young Yuko asked after a long pause during which I'm sure she looked at me the entire time.

"What's that?" Nemoto asked.

"I bet he would make for an excellent fuck!"

I probably jumped at what she said. Clearly, this was no shy young lady. She was experienced, and she knew what she wanted.

"Of course he would," Miss Nemoto agreed as though agreeing with the obvious. "Any man with a cock that big would make for a great fuck!" And then she added almost as an afterthought. "That is, provided he could last."

"Yes, provided he could last," Yuko agreed. "Big boys sometimes have trouble lasting long, I know, especially when they fuck short girls like me."

Miss Nemoto snickered at her remark. "What do you mean, short?" She questioned in mock disbelief. "You mean tight, don't you?"

It took little imagination on my part to know what they meant. As I looked at her again, my eyes couldn't help but wonder down to look at her waist. I couldn't believe they were talking about such a thing right in front of me.

"That too," Yuko admitted reluctantly. "He would be a tight fit, but that's only because I'm so short. Shorter and smaller girls are always tighter. It's only natural."

Looking at her, I noticed she was indeed short. She was clearly shorter than me, perhaps only 5 feet tall. I hadn't noticed it so much when she sat behind the receptionist desk, but it was clear now. She was a small girl, and therefore most likely a tight girl.

"This one might even be too much for you!" The Dominatrix added.

"Perhaps!" She smiled and looked down at me in reply.

I kept my eyes open to look back at her. The young Yuko turned more shy after the mention of my being too big for her. Her thumb went to her mouth. She began to bite her nail.

"I'm sure he would fit," She looked directly down at it as if to make sure to communicate the object she was referring to. "It would be quite a stretch, but I'm sure he would at least fit. The only question is if he would be able to fit his entire length into me."

I couldn't help but picture myself fucking her. I imagined my big cock pounding in and out, hardly able to fit, but driving in all the way anyway. Yuko no doubt would be panting and moaning as I fucked. I imagined her crying out with orgasm after orgasm. Clearly she had never before experienced a cock with dimensions as great as mine. I would have a terrific time fucking her. So would she, but I had a distinct feeling that there was no way these women would allow me such pleasure.

"Yes, he would make for a great fuck," Miss Nemoto agreed. "Provided he could hold out."

"Yes!" Yuko agreed with enthusiasm. "Provided he could keep from shooting long enough to give an orgasm."

Clearly I could not; not in my present state of arousal, that is. My cock felt like it was about to burst. The combination of their eyes and suggestions made it feel like I was ready to shoot off without anyone ever touching it.

"I have an idea," Miss Nemoto spoke up after a brief pause. "How would you like to see how long he can last?"

"How long?" Yuko didn't understand.

"For him to shoot off!"

I gasped in disbelief. What was this? Might she actually mean what I thought she meant?

"Right here?" The young Yuko seemed to be in equal disbelief.

"Why not?" Miss Nemoto shrugged her shoulders as if it was no big deal. "You know, I had to ask him to stop before you came in."

"Why did you have to do that?" Yuko questioned simply.

Miss Nemoto shrugged her shoulders. "I guess I wasn't thinking straight, but I'm sure he would have no trouble starting up again."

She looked at me as if to encourage it. I hesitated, not able to believe what she wanted me to do.

"Start again," She finally spoke after about a minute's wait. "Go ahead boy! Masturbate yourself some more."

"Oh my!" Yuko's hands went to her mouth. She covered it as if preventing a scream.

"He did it for me before," Miss Nemoto reminded me. "He therefore should have no trouble doing it again."

I did nothing. I couldn't, not for two of them. It was one thing to masturbate for one of them. It was quite another to do it in front of the young Yuko as well.

"Provided," Miss Nemoto then added the magic words to get me going. "That he wants the part."

I was trapped once again. I had no choice, if I wanted the part. To get the acting job, I had to masturbate for the two of them. I wanted to, desperately, but at the same time felt so humiliated against doing it.

"Do it for Yuko just like you did it for me," She asked again. "Except this time."

She stopped in mid-sentence as my hand went to work. I grasped myself again, like earlier; with my hand obeying my cock more than it obeyed my brain. First I just held it, feeling the hardness, noticing the wetness, realizing how much I had been pre-cumming as they looked.

"Masturbate yourself like before," Miss Nemoto started again after she saw me take my first stroke. "Except this time, don't stop!"

I knew what this meant, but couldn't help but continue.

"Yes, don't stop!" Yuko giggled.

"Don't stop until you finish," Miss Nemoto added as if to make absolutely sure I understood. "This time, I want you to masturbate yourself to completion."

I couldn't help but continue stroking, again and then yet again. I needed it so bad, and her words made me want to do it so much more. Soon, my hand was racing up and down the length of my own cock.

"To completion!" Yuko seemed to take a bit longer to work up the bravery to say it. First her hand covered her mouth, but then it slowly lowered as she watched.

"I like watching men masturbate to completion!" She said about a minute later with a big smile across her face. "It's so much better than a dumb little strip joint where all the men do is get naked. I like to see them cumm!"

It didn't take me long. Miss Nemoto barely had time enough to clear the few remaining papers off her desk. In their place, I watched as she opened my file. She opened it length-wise, providing me the maximum possible surface area. I knew right away her silent instruction. She wanted me to add to my file.

It was too much. The girls, the file, and everything else that had happened to me. It was too much to take. I had no choice but to close my eyes and let myself go.

"Nice!" Yuko liked the show.

I grunted and let another stream fly.

"Impressive!" The enthusiasm in her voice increased.

And then I did it again, and then yet again. I had never ejected so much in my life. The cumm first shot and then flowed out the tip of my cock as I rapidly stroked the base. I didn't actually see it, but could clearly feel it. I kept my eyes closed as I cummed.

"He's a good shooter!" Yuko spoke when I was nearly done. Her words sounded as if she was congratulating me on my performance, like congratulating a player after a football game.

"Excellent quantity!" Miss Nemoto agreed.

"Enough to give a terrific blowjob," Yuko spoke the words that almost made me cumm again.

Opening my eyes and glancing up at the face of Yuko, I couldn't help but picture the head of my cock in her mouth. I imagined her tongue flipping across it, and then imagined myself shooting off into her. The effect made me dry cumm. I felt my own cock throb in my hand as if it was desperate to cumm some more. If I had anything left, I certainly would have shot out something more.

"I think you should give him the part," Yuko spoke at last.

"Yes, I think he would be an excellent addition to the cast," Miss Nemoto agreed.

I watched as she closed my file with my cumm still in it. A substantial quantity was splattered across both halves. She paid it no attention and closed it anyway, filing it away, opening a cabinet and then slipped it in amongst all the other files in her desk drawer. I couldn't help but wonder how many other files were filled with male cumm. No doubt several. I was suddenly aware that I wasn't the first, not for either of them.

"We're having a little party this Saturday afternoon," She picked up a business card. "I'm inviting all the actors in the movie to a little get together before the filming begins. It's at my place, and I'm writing my home address on the back of my card. It's not a formal party, so no formal attire is necessary."

"It doesn't matter what you wear," Yuko quickly added as if to emphasize the point.

I realized I had finally gotten the part. I had proven myself adequate. I had been selected for a part in a movie, only my second part since arriving in Hollywood.

"Thank you," I didn't know quite what to say. It had been a long time since I was selected for a part in a movie: Nearly two years, actually. I didn't know quite what to say to accept a job any more, but was just glad to accept it.

"I'll be there too," Yuko added with a bit more enthusiasm than I thought necessary. A big smile crossed her face. She seemed anxious for the party to start.

"And so will several female editors, camera operators, and young secretaries who will be working on the movie," Miss Nemoto added.

I noticed she specifically mentioned "female" editors. What about males? There had to be men working for the company too. Were they also invited?

And then I recalled her mention of "actors" being invited. No actresses? It seemed odd for a movie to contain only male actors, but perhaps she meant the term in its general sense.

"You can get dressed now," She gave permission with the wave of her hand.

I suddenly realized I was still naked. Well, actually I knew it all along, but after being naked for so long, my nudity didn't bother me any more. Looking down, I saw my cock was half deflated. It was as though she had no use of me after I was done.

"Just one thing," She added as I started to dress. "It's just a suggestion, really, but if you could: Between now and Saturday, I want you to refrain from cumming."

My heart momentarily stopped. I froze in shock. No doubt the party would be like no other. I recalled her earlier mention of a special party were the women stayed clothed and the men went naked. Might it be that kind of party? Might her request be to make me horny? Might it be to make it easier for the women to get me excited, even aroused, maybe even to show my erection at her party? I pictured myself as a waiter serving drinks at a party, but a waiter with a long erection sticking out in front of me. No doubt the women would take special interest in my size, especially the "young secretaries" she mentioned.

Looking back at Miss Nemoto, I tried to search for an answer, but found none. I could tell nothing by looking at her. A stark expression covered her face, humorless, emotionless. She went back to work as if she told men not to cumm all the time.

Looking back at Yuko, however, she was unable to control herself. She wasn't as disciplined - or I expect as experienced as her boss. A big smile covered her face. She looked as though she wanted to smile even more, as though she was trying to hold back but couldn't help it. No doubt she knew! She knew exactly what kind of party it would be. I wondered if she might also be picturing me naked, wearing nothing but an erection at the party. No doubt she would enjoy it. She looked as if she would enjoy my size most of all.

I suddenly understood! Yes, I would be naked. No doubt I would be required to perform again. As I pulled up my shorts and finally covered myself, I couldn't help but imagine the two women using my cock once more, and no doubt they would put it to good use. The thought made me start to get another hard-on. I don't know if the women noticed it, but I certainly felt it. Soon I would be sporting another erection. The next few days were going to be difficult.

The end.