"FUUUUCCCKKKKK!!!!" I'd never heard a roar like that before. Zack's head shot up, his whole body stiffened, and his dick started gorping out come like his balls were draining themselves dry. He yelled and shook and spurted until I thought his bones would break. Oh, what a director would have paid for a come shot like that!

I cut the power as he collapsed forward. He lay face down, gasping, his body still quivering. He was way too tight for me to work the toy loose. So I waited until his breathing slowed before I slowly eased it out of him.

"I'm sorry, sir," he panted, whimpering into the upholstery as the tip pulled free.

"What the fuck for? Shit, I almost came watching you."

He wiggled his ass enticingly at me. I'd never seen anybody take that much and still want more. "But you didn't tell me to come yet!"

I shook my head, slowly working a condom over my dick. "I'll make an exception, since you're still in training and all. Now there's only one more part to the audition -- if you think you can take it."

He slowly turned his head and looked over his shoulder, then his face broke into a huge grin. "I get to take your cock again, sir? Really? I mean, up my ass and all?"

This time I couldn't help laughing out loud as I slathered lube on my dick and slicked up his perfectly-loosened hole again. "Zack, I'm going to fuck you until your eyes cross, or at least until mine do. Now stick your ass back up here again." I slapped his butt sharply, smiling as he jumped.

When he didn't move, I stared down at him pointedly. "Zack?"

"Um, sir." His hesitation surprised me. He'd seemed to be game for anything. So I was really shocked when he blushed and grinned sheepishly at me. "This is kind of embarrassing, sir, but I get really snugly after a come like that. Since this is an audition and all, I mean since there's no script I'd be screwing up, can I maybe lie on my back so I can see you while you fuck me? Maybe hug you a couple times? I'd really like that -- if it's okay with you, of course."

This guy was one for the books. I was really starting to like him. "Go for it, Zack. Just keep the towels under you. The couch only gets cleaned once a week."

"Yes, sir!" He grin was infectious. But he blew me out of the water when he turned sideways on the damn couch and tipped all the way up onto his shoulders. His ass was the perfect height for fucking without my even having to bend over.

I slid in like a knife into warm butter. No resistance, just nice, smooth, open flesh kissing up my cock like a long, wet tongue job. I shivered as I sank in to the hilt. I didn't know that I'd ever felt an ass that receptive. Or one that I wanted so much. All of a sudden, I didn't care about the audition anymore. I wanted Zack just because I wanted him. I grabbed the back of his thighs and started a long, slow, sensuous fuck.

"You like that, pal?"

"Unh huh," he gasped. I looked down at his face and was surprised to see his eyes closed.

"I thought you wanted to watch."

"I do," he panted. "In a minute. I want to just feel for a second. Your cock is so big, sir, and you're fucking right over my prostate. Fuck, sir. It feels so good I don't know if I want to pee or come or pass out!"

He opened his eyes, and his baby blues sparkled up at me. I felt his smile all the way to my balls. He shivered as he watched me glide in and out a few times. "Do I get to watch you come, sir, or are you going to come up my ass?"

Hell, I had to know. "Which would you like?" I stroked in, sweet and slow.

He quivered and moaned, grinding against me. I slid in and out a couple more times. He felt so good, I had about made up my mind to just fuck his ass silly, when he pulled back and blushed up at me. "I'd really like to watch your cock shoot. I didn't get to see before."

I laughed shakily, pulling out while I still could and throwing the rubber. "Pal, for a show like you've put on today, I'll be glad to let you watch."

I started to beat my meat, tugging down on my balls. I was close. Zack rolled over and fingered his hot little pussy, his eyes glued to my jerking fist.

"If you don't mind a suggestion, sir, a little ass stimulation can make a come even hotter. I can get you a little plug if you'd like. It'd make your prostate really happy."

There was still one unused plug sitting on the table -- one of the more medium-sized of the extra larges. I nodded towards it. "Take it out of the wrapper, pal. And lube it up for me."

"Sir?" he asked. "Um, that's pretty big, sir. It's more my size. I'll be glad to get you another one."

"Lube it, stud," I growled. "Who the fuck do you think was Backstage's first star?!"

Zack looked at me in shock as I stopped jerking my dick long enough to grab a handful of gel and stuff it up my butt. Damn, my slicked fingers felt good sliding up inside me. My cock danced and drooled in response. It had been too damned long since I'd been fucked. I was looking forward to a good ass workout.

"Wow, sir!" Zack couldn't move fast enough as he slathered on the lube and held the toy out to me. "You mean, I get to watch you fuck a toy, too?"

"Even better." I turned around, grabbed ahold of the couch arm, and bent over. "You get to slide that sucker up my ass while I beat off. Now get busy, I'm about to come!"

"Yes, SIR!" I couldn't fault Zack's technique. He jumped right to my side, and he used a slow, firm, steady pressure as he worked that huge plug into my hungry hole. He had one arm around my waist, hugging me. Fuck, it felt good. I realized I really had gone too long without a good fuck up the ass -- and without touching a man I cared for. Zack was giving me exactly what I needed. I groaned as he let go of the plug flange and I heard him turn on the vibrating prostate massager. I already knew what that kinky sucker was going to do. Sure, enough, a moment later, the behemoth buzzing toy touched the base of the monster plug up my ass. I groaned as the vibration traveled right up to my joyspot, just the way I was so hungry for.

My ass clenched, like it was trying to pull in all the sensations surging into me. I stroked my shaft again, hard and fast, up and over the head -- once, twice, three times. The spasms swept up from my guts to engulf me. I roared out my climax as my dick started spurting into my hand.

"Fuck, yeah, sir! Wow, man, you are hot!"

I shot 'til I thought I'd pass out. That fucker kept the vibrator on the base of the plug until I slapped his hand away. Then I fell over on the couch.

"Um, sir?" I heard the smirk, but I was too blissed out to care. "Did I pass the audition?"

"Yeah, you little shit." I kept my face in the cushion. I was too fucking tired to get up, and he was kissing my back, soft and sweet enough to make me shudder contentedly. "Be here at 7:00 Monday morning, stud. You're a Backstage man now."