Auditions - Bob
Another fresh-faced hopeful makes his way into the lions den. This guy's cocky and a bit of a wise guy. He's got an clever answer for everything, well he thinks so. See whether he makes the grade as our panel run the rule over this smart arse little rich boy.
Our latest potential porn star makes his way to the suite.
I’m ready,” he claims.
He’s looking a little nervous.
The girls are chattering away waiting for him to arrive, he’s a couple of minutes late and they don’t like being kept waiting.
The girls hear the door to the suite opening and crane their necks to get a glance at their newest plaything.
“Hello ladies,” he swaggers.
And what time do you call this?” shrieks Suzanne.
“Playtime,” he says, trying to be funny.
“For us maybe,” says Janine.
"Time for introductions, I’m Suzanne,” she says extending her hand.
“I’m Bob,” he says trying - and failing - to sound relaxed.
“Good to meet you Bob. I’m Janine”
“I’m Bridget.”
“And I’m Andrea. Very nice to meet you,” she says devouring him with her eyes.
Bob is already embarrassed by all the attention he’s receiving. What’s he going to be like once they’ve stripped him, spanked him and watched him wank for them?
“What made you want to work in porn,” asks Janine.
“Hmm, yeah, er,” he says, sounding like he’s doing a bad impression of Hugh Grant, “I .. er … thought it might be a bit of fun. ”
“I work hard and I like to play hard," he says trying to sound impressive.
“And as I like sex I thought it might be nice to get paid for it,” he continues.
“What’s she writing?” he enquires nervously, only just noticing Janine scribbling on the board.
“She’s got to take down a few particulars,” answers Andrea.
There is a discernable nervous gulp from Bob.
“Right darling,” says Suzanne, “let’s get a good look at you.”
“He’s in good shape.”
“It’s hard to be sure with his clothes on,” says Andrea unbuttoning his shirt.
“Oh yes,” she coos.
“Nice arse,” says Suzanne.
“A tattoo!. Do you have any more?”
“That’s for you to find out!” he says cockily.
Andrea reaches down and boldly gropes for his cock. ”Is it actually in there?” she asks laughing.
“I’ll see if I have any more luck,” says Suzanne.
“Let’s just get his kit off!” says Bridget.
Bob looks nervous now as the women begin to circle and paw him. ”Time to get out the ruler and measure that cock of his.” calls Janine.
“What?”
“Yes, no time to waste,”says Suzanne, removing his belt.
Bob is revelling in the attention he’s receiving. The poor boy is still under the delusion that he’s the one being serviced by these women. Wonder if he’ll still be feeling the same way in a few minutes.
Bob offers a daft grin as Suzanne wrestles with his belt buckle.
“Who wants to do the honours?” asks Suzanne.
Like a flash Andrea barges in front of Bridget. She’s had her eye on this stud-muffin since he first walked in the door.
“Do you think he knows what he’s got to do for us?” she asks.
“I doubt it” says Bridget, “these boys just don’t have a clue!”
“How old are you,” shouts Janine from the back of the room.
“I’m twen…” he begins, faltering as Andrea makes a grab for his crotch.
“I’m twenty five,” he finally responds.
“Write it down Janine,” says Suzanne sternly.
“Sorry miss,” jokes Janine.
“Now what?” asks Bob.
“What should I do now?” he asks with trepidation.
Without warning Suzanne whips his boxers over his arse, catching Bob completely unawares.
“Yay!” says Andrea, “first bum shot of the day!”
Bob is pushed onto the sofa by the girl greedy to get the rest off him.
“Let’s get these trousers off you,” says Suzanne.
“Ever been stripped naked by a group of girls before?”
"Oh yeah, sure,” he says, trying to big himself up.
“It was after this party and these three girls came back to my hotel room …”
“I’m not sure I believe him,” Suzanne professes cutting him off in mid-flow.
“But it’s true!”
“Don’t you believe me?”
“Well this time it’s for real! Coming… ready or not," says Bridget.
Bridget tucks her fingertips in the top of his shorts.
She pulls them down expertly allowing his tackle to spill free.
Bob is startled by his sudden exposure. His cock and balls on full display to these mischievious women.
Suzanne reaches for the ruler.
Bob tries to look relaxed but the girls know that most men are terrified of having their penis measured.
“Andrea,” says Suzanne, “you know what to do.”
Bob’s confidence visibly ebbs away as Andrea sits beside him with the ruler.
“Cold hands!” Bob laughs nervously.
“It’s tiny!” Andrea tells her friends, “barely 2 and half inches!”
Bob looks taken aback. “It gets bigger!” he pleads, “it’s soft at the moment.”
"It will definitely get bigger,” he promises.
“It couldn’t get any smaller!”
Bob laughs good naturedly, but feels under pressure being the only one naked amidst so many girls clearly having fun at his expense.
“Let’s give him a whirl – stand up Bob!”
All of a sudden Bob doesn’t feel that coming to this audition was such a good idea after all.
“Where shall we start girls?” enquires Andrea.
“Let see his arse!"
Bob feels his self confidence shaken to the core. The women have firmly established that they are the ones in control and Bob is here for their amusement. And now, with the girls demanding to see his arse, he has little hope of getting to play out the sexual fantasies he has about them. If he met these girls in a pub he’d feel confident about chatting them up with the encouragement from his mates. But here he’s at a severe disadvantage and feels vulnerable being naked while they are still clothed.
“Don’t be shy. Turn around so we can have a look,” the girls demand.
Bob is very aware of the tight skirts clinging to the girls’ arses. He’d much rather be getting a look at theirs, but he’s not the one in charge.
“Get down then,” the girls instruct while pushing him down.
“Awe, I do think he’s blushing!” Andrea exclaims.
The girls walk around him trying to get a good view, but it’s difficult with his buns clenched so tightly.
“Come on, let’s see it!” the girls say grabbing at his cheeks to pull them apart. Bob reacts by arching his back and clenching his cheeks together.
“What’s your problem then?” Andrea asks giving him a light spank on the bottom.
“I’m embarrassed,” he admits painfully. The girls burst out laughing in response.
“Embarrassed about showing his bum?!” Suzanne says mockingly. “How pathetic!”
Bob feels ridiculous. Obviously among these girls it’s perfectly normal to let your arsehole be displayed, but he’s not used to it at all.
Now that he’s been put in his place he’s more compliant about letting the girls have a look.
The girls are obviously excited about having a good look as they are all eagerly grabbing for his cheeks to pry them apart.
He can’t help himself from reacting defensively, arching his back and keeping his cheeks clenched together. “Oh, I’ve had enough of this. You’re going to get it now,” Andrea promises.
The girls abruptly give him a few good whacks on the bum to drive home the fact that they are in charge and he has to obey.
Suzanne doesn’t hold back and smacks him with great power.
Janine grins excitedly seeing this healthy cocky man fully naked and being spanked like a naughty boy.
“Right, no more playing around,” Suzanne says suddenly serious though Bob is still laughing in embarrassment.
She gets in their and pries his cheeks apart, hungry to see his sporty hole.
“That’s a hot tight hole,” she comments while the other girls gather around eager to have a look themselves.
“I bet it’s never been touched,” Suzanne says digging her fingers into his cheeks to get a really clear view.
The girls instruct Bob to pour them a drink. “This isn’t cheap stuff,” he says looking at the label.
“That’s right,” Janine says. “We like nothing but the best – that goes for what we drink and the men we use. That’s why we put men through this rigorous audition process.”
“I hope I will pass,” Bob says meekly feeling very self-conscious that he’s being evaluated and scrutinized every second.
“Well you certainly pass as a waiter,” Janine says eyeing up his cock as he passes by.
“It’s good to know there will be work for me somewhere,” Bob laughs, extremely aware of the women staring at his dick.
The women smile eyeing him up and down from this comfortable position. They notice that Bob is growing excited from serving them.
Janine wants to prove that he’s grown bigger from this prolonged exposure.
“We’re going to measure your progress.”
Bob’s cock twitches in expectation.
“I reckon it’s gone a bit thicker.”
Janine can smell the manly aroma of him from this close up, the sense of fear and sexual excitement that’s consumed him.
“We are looking for a man who can impress us,” Andrea reminds him.
“I’m not convinced he can go much bigger. He’s one of those shy ones,” Suzanne observes.
The girls are well aware how nervous and self-conscious they are making Bob. “You have got more haven’t you Bob?”
“I’m just trying to be myself,” Bob says honestly. “I do really want the job so I can work with you more.”
Bob wants so badly to see these women naked. Little does he know this will never happen. “What more can I do?”
He looks amongst the women innocently. Their eyes scan his naked body.
“Why don’t you wank and get it really hard?” Suzanne says.
“Yeah, prove to us how much you want it,” Janine says.
Bob strokes his cock, already feeling it harden in his hand.
It’s so intense touching himself like this with a group of beautiful clothed women watching him. “Go on you wanker. Show us what you can do,” Andrea prompts him.
Bridget loves watching fit young men stroking themselves under her command. It’s such a turn on.
The women watch him critically, growing more and more aroused as his cock thickens and grows.
“I’ve never masturbated with anyone watching,” Bob confesses.
The women find his shyness endearing. “Oh it’s nothing to be ashamed of,” Suzanne says.
“We know you must do it all the time in private,” Janine says. “So why not do it while we watch?”
“You never know,” Suzanne says. “It could be the best wank of your life.”
Bob’s heart races and his skin tingles in acute awareness. He smiles broadly because he knows that it will probably be true.
The women are entirely in control of the situation. They know that if a guy isn’t satisfying them or doesn’t meet their standards they can throw him out on his arse. There are dozens of other men queueing up outside. Bob’s slow to learn that in this situation the women have the advantage and it’s his job to impress them. Even if they don’t decide to hire him for anything else, they want to have fun with him first.
“Look,” says Janine, “We’ve told you to wank, stop stalling and get on with it.”
“I’m not stalling,” he protests feebily, “I just need to get warmed up first.” The girls have heard this line before, sounds to them like he’s angling for a fluffer, but they’re having none of it.
“I don’t think we’re going to get anything out of this one, he’s cracking under the pressure,” says Brigit.
“Oh yeah, the pressure,” jokes Bob, now seriously stalling.
“Are you going to wank or what?” asks Brigit.
“Have you ever wanked in front of anyone else before – is that your problem?” asks Suzanne.
“Only my girlfriends… and this feels a little bit different…”
“Well,” says Andrea, “just imagine that we’re your ‘girlfriends’ and you should have no problems.” Bob’s cock twitches in response.
“Of course, if one of you were to lend a hand...”
He grins foolishly at them, still under the misapprehension that they are there for his benefit.
“We want to see what you can do!” exclaims Suzanne, “we know what we’re all capable of!”
The girls giggle at Suzanne’s candid remark.
Bob hops nervously from foot to foot, doubts entering his mind about coming to this audition.
“Er…er, well” he stammers. “Enough of the Hugh Grant impression, let’s see some action!” shouts Brigit.
Bob giggles nervously much to the chagrin of the assembled women.
“Oh for fucks sake,” says Janine, placing her champagne on the table, “I’ll see if I can get something out of him.
“So Bob, you’re not exactly impressing us so far, small cock, no erection – do you really want to work in porn?”
“Let’s try some exercises to loosen you up. Can you give us a twirl?”
Bob really doesn’t get why he’s here. “What am I? Some sort of performing animal?”
“Yes!” say Suzanne, “that exactly what you are!”
“Like this, like a ballerina,” demonstrates Janine.
You have got to be kidding,” he says.
“You gotta lose those inhibitions if you want to work in this business,” Suzanne tells him.
Bob awkwardly stands on tips toes and attempts to spin.
The girls howl as Bob barely manages to keep his balance.
They applaud as he comes to a clumsy halt.
“Well ladies, have I got style or what?”
“What!” they reply in unison.
“Is there any chance I could get some help?” he says suggestively. So many guys think that porn is an easy way to get laid or to get a blow job from a gorgeous girl and Bob is coming across as yet another of these misguided fools.
He looks around the room with pleading eyes.
“Sod this for a game of soldiers. Let’s see some muscle. Show us some press-ups! Now!” barks Suzanne.
Bob drops to the floor without question, a true CFNM response.
Janine spanks his arse as it bobs up and down.
She’s enjoying toying with this dumb recruit.
“No looking up my skirt – you dirty little sod,” laughs Andrea.
“Aaahh!”
“Ow, that stings!” Janine is really loving this, watching his pink cheeks take on a rosier hue.
“Whack!”
“Enough,” orders Janine, “on your feet!”
Bob responds immediately sensing the control that Janine now has over him.
Andrea remarks, “Girls, I think it’s finally getting bigger!”
“It’s no use looking at me like that, I’m not touching it!”
“Girls, it looks like we got ourselves a time waster, shall we show him the door?”
Janine looks at him in disappointment, she had high hopes for this one when he arrived.
Realising that he’s about to be thrown out on his ear Bob makes one last plea to stay and finish the audition. In real life he uses humour to get women interested, he figures that it might just work here. ”Ladies, prepare to be amazed…”
He tucks his head and falls forward to gasps from the women.
“Ta da!”
The women roar with laughter, this is a first for the cfnm auditions.
Bob stumbles to his feet smug in the thought that he’s won them over.
“Well?” he says, thrilled with himself. ”Well indeed,” says Janine.
“Enough fucking about, either wank for us right now or your clothes are going out of the window and you’ll be heading straight out the door!” All his cockiness vanishes in an instant. He knows it’s do or die.
It's make or break time for Bob. He's now got to produce a performance to impress the women. This is certainly no time to get stage fright. The woman sense his hesitancy and prepare to show Bob exactly what is expected of him. And for his sake he'd better deliver!
“It’s time to deliver the goods Bob.�
“Actually,� says Janine, “it’s time we took control.�
“It seems to us like you’re not quite sure what you’re doing,� Janine says sarcastically. “So we’re going to show you exactly how it works; looks like you can do with a hand.�
The women flock to him making him realise how totally vunerable he actually is.
Suzanne moves straight in for the cock. No point is wasting any more time – time to get things moving.
She expertly rolls his foreskin back and forth over the tip of his penis.
Bridget reaches down and toys with his balls.
Andrea reaches round, determined not to miss out on a turn with their new plaything.
Bob grins foolishly, a million teenage fantasies coming true for him.
“We are only getting you started,� informs Janine, “after this it’s all down to you, so don’t get too cocky!�
With that, she gives his penis a short sharp tug, making him wince in pain.
Janine expertly takes over wanking duties, “He’s a little dry,� she calls to Suzanne.
Suzanne arrives back with the champagne…
… and pours the fizzy liquid over his cock and balls
“That’s better … much wetter,� Janine laughs.
“I think it’s time we made him do this now – don’t you?� says Bridget.
“He’s definitely getting there…�
“To the couch.…�
Bob reluctantly starts wanking himself, he’s a bit gutted as he was sure that he was on for at least a blow job by one of these horny girls.
“What are you waiting for? You’re not waiting for one of us to finish you off are you?“ asks Bridget.
More in hope than expectation Bob scans the faces of the women hoping for … something.
“You’d love it if I got you going wouldn’t you,� teases Bridget. Bob’s cock stands to attention at the prospect.
“Sod it, if I leave it to you we’ll be here all day,� says Bridget aggressively, taking ownership of his penis.
“See, that’s how you do it,� Bridget demonstrates, talking to Bob like he's some sort of idiot.
“He’s finally getting hard,� laughs Janine, “all it needed was a woman’s touch!� Bob laughs to hide the utter embarrassment he now feels.
“Champagne!�
“Nothing like a bit of fizz to get the party going,� chortles Suzanne
Janine pumps his penis furiously determined to help this ailing candidate to finally cum.
"Time to get the ruler out, I'm sure this is as big as it's going to get!"
"We're up to seven," calls out Andrea.
As Bob’s orgasm gets ever nearer Janine relinquishes control and Bob takes over.
Janine positions the glass to catch the spurting spunk.
“Fancy a drink loverboy?�
Bob laughs as she puts the glass to his lips. She’s joking ... right?
Bob slowly realises that she’s not kidding. �no, no, I’d rather not,� his cockiness suddenly departing completely. �Are you certain?� she asks.
“Erm, I think so…�
“Right then,� says Janine sternly, “audition is over, get your stuff and leave.�
The girls turn away from Bob leaving him feeling self-conscious and humiliated. Bridget can hardly hide her amusement.
Bob stoops to put on his boxers. “Outside,� Andrea tells him.
He gathers his clothes and attempts to put them on. �You were told outside, now get out,� says Suzanne.
Bridget takes a long last lingering look at his arse. He may not be the next big porn star but she’s enjoyed his audition all the same.
Bob hesitates at the door. �See you on a film set someday ladies!� “Not bloody likely,� they laugh, “now out you go!�
Bob can hear ripples of laughter from the women behind him.
Shamefaced he takes his final bow.
