The dark side of red lights Page 15

  More I went on more I acknowledged me what I was accepting to do.

  Dopotutto I didn't have a lot of choices, or I would have made that movies gay or I would have been had been ruining for one day to the other. Do you know when among males with the friends it sometimes plays him asking himself/herself/itself to story" oh, but you for a million of European, would you give him/it the culo away?" be', that time was the same thing, only that my answer had to be some most serious and reasoned.

  Usually among males the answer is more and more or less peer": but even for ten!" or" I prefer to starve!"

  When however that question becomes indeed serious, you return yourself account that your culo is worth a lot less than a million of European.

  I had accepted to make that films not to go to bankruptcy and to find me of blank point to look for some lavorettos paid ache, even as waiter the evening in some pizzerias.

  Had never been omofobico, but an account is to go around with a friend declared gay, an account is trovatrici in the same room, naked and with him that dies from the desire of incularti!

  Who knows if mine father saw this of film thing would think?! Had remained so scandalized in to see to sweep me with a woman, that if came him to the ear the voice that his/her child if does him/it push in the culo in front of a television camera, I think would be able of to look for to cut me to me the head!

  I hope only that the newspapers don't speak of this thing.

  Surely the news will divulge him in the sector with the speed of the light, therefore whoever is in this world, or for job or because it frequents local or sexy shop, will come to know in men that is not said of my change of bank.

  After years of inculate, now I will probably understand what it tries him to be sodomized.

  I arrived in the place of the appointment: a beautiful villetta of country kindly granted by some coppiettas that for some hundred of European he/she left you the keys without wanting for strength to be informed about that that you/he/she would be developed inside.

  I parked the car in the avenue and I hastened me to reach the door of entry, mended by a roofing that you/he/she would have avoided me to drench me as a chick.

  I rang the bell and it came to welcome me the director of the film.

  He/she greeted me, the hand tightened me, it said to be happy to be able to work with me, that was a legend and that many other directors would have paid a fortune to have such a privilege.

  I thanked him/it, some spaesato and visibly shaken.

  It started to speak to me of his/her career, from the beginnings when it limited him to film some couples of boys exhibitionists up to direct film with famous actors.

  All films gay. Despite the director it pronounced him heterosexual convinced, it sustained to be very better himself/herself/themselves in this environment.

  Did its words seem me some strange ones, also because if you have never worked for of the films etero as you do to know that it deals with a worse environment?

  I did him/it speak, at the end it didn't rub a cazzo of his/her history and the of it why it had a good time taking back two males that their swords cross.

  He/she introduced me the others of the company, the technicians, the actors, and also the actresses that were present.

  It was a film gay but there were also a pair of scenes bisex, with two men and a woman.

  Obviously the object of the desire was not the woman but one of the two men that spompinato came and swept from its companion and from the female assatanata.

  They were film created for taking a greater slice of public both the homosexual part that all that heterosexual men that however they dream sooner or later in their cuor of power to taste a cazzo. Seem an absurd thing, but if nowadays the transes work almost more than the women is because they offer to the public what had been asking for years: a woman with the bird!

  The people that usually go with the transes are not homosexual convinced, ready to spend their life with the man of his/her own dreams, on the contrary often gotten married men, looking for new emotions and with a light liking for the masculine genital organ.

  The problem of these people is that they likes only the genital organ, not everything the male that is behind. For that there is a sort of disgust. Then which better compromise to find a woman with the cazzo?

  The trans offers you this. The power to do a pumps without having to confess to be fennel, because the transes finally men are not considered, and they is not even considered such.

  Instead I was here about to make my meeting with a man in everything and for everything. With a beautiful pea among the legs, pettorali and abdominal graven and two-headed sculptural.

  The classical person that seeing out it would never say gay.

  You made to call Luthor, I never knew his/her true name and I didn't sincerely care as, what I imported it was what would have happened between me and Mr. Luthor.

  The director started to give the first indications on the film. We are in the ancient Rome, in the villa of a rich gentleman. I was a centurione, I was entrusted of to arrest the master of the villa for calumnies against the emperor.

  The child of the gentleman of the villa, personified by Luthor, you/he/she would have started to beg to leave me his/her father alone, because old man and sick.

  From good centurione attached to the duty I would not have felt reasons, up to when Luthor would not have convinced me offering me the sexual favors of his/her/their sister virgin. There my curiosity would have pushed me first to ask to assist to an incest, with a beautiful scene of sex among the two brothers in front of the bed of the sick father, then to unite me to the two making to capitulate the situation in an orgy bisex.

  The" script", if so you/he/she could be defined, since it dealt with a written paginetta really that day, it didn't seem different from that of any other film etero to which I/you had participated.

  The thing that suffered it encouraged me it was the fact that you/they were not suitable particular and explicit applications however, therefore you/he/she would have been to the actors to interpret some the everything, to less than interventions and applications of the director on the moment.

  I had to do so that the situation it turned to my favor.

  The resumptions had beginning.

  Everything spun smooth, the two boys also had some discreet qualities from actors in the recited parts, and also I got by well enough.

  The moment of the sex arrived.

  The two started, she was a violent crazy person that seemed also prepared to sweep him his/her true brother, let's show up us an actor gay that faked to be him/it. He was some calmest, perhaps also too much because in the first scenes, despite the girl it started to spompinarlo to the great one, his/her pea it seemed to remain moscio.

  There I entered. I knew to be a good actor, a professional, and I knew how the film would have gone to end, so I improvised some meeting the favors of the director, that at that time if you/he/she had been able you/he/she would have made me a statue.

  I entered scene saying:

  «Thing is, your little sister is not able of to do you him to come hard? Strange, because to me you/he/she is already making a certain effect» and I already threw out my punishments in draught, thanks also to a pair of pillolines blue takings previously.

  The type fixed my cazzo. Or it was a big actor, or it seemed really tempted by that vision.

  The girl started to touch me and spompinarmi, some to me and some to the darling and old man Luthor that, accomplice the entrance in scene of another masculine member, seemed to start to give light signs of life.

  I knew that at the end it had to be a film bisex, therefore there would have been some scenes among us two. If I wanted to avoid the worse evil I would have had to take in hand the situation and to manage her/it so that to inflict me the young person possible damage.

  «To how much I see the things you/they are changing. it is because it excites yourself to see your little sister with another hand. or simply beca
use you have been spellbound from my cazzo?»

  To that beaten the director didn't succeed in stopping himself/herself/themselves to make me the sign of the lifted thumb, as if you/he/she had wanted to write her/it him.

  Luthor made a smile ammiccante, the girl it held my cazzo and it massaged him/it to me waiting for to see the reaction of the type.

  He looked me at him and it said:

  «Indeed you have really a marvelous cazzo. It seems that of a God!»

  In the sex two well separate figures are usually distinguished: he who dominate and he who are dominated.

  I had to make the dominator, if that evening I didn't want to find again under me with the purse of the ice to the culo.

  I taken the hand of the type and I put her/it to me on the package.

  «Test to also massage him/it you, even feeling something of hard also yours it convinces him not to be from less.»

  The type started to saw me, then it drew near and it began to do me a pumps worthy of the best mignotta of the tall districts.

  I closed the eyes, I lifted the face and I faked moans to like.

  In reality I tried not to look at what was happening and to think about some beautiful figa knelt in front of my bird.

  They started to pass him my pea as of his/her children that quarrel him an it licks it licks, first in the mouth of one then in that of the other.

  At the end a pumps it was a pumps, served as man, woman or disguised, the feeling is always that. Certainly, to the sight it does you strange and if I/you/he/she think even of us the voltastomaco it comes you, but if you succeed in picking even her up with philosophy you also enjoy your moment.

  The film went on among pompini you launch and us two that to turn we swept there her, first one, then the other, then both together.

  All of a line the voice of the director broke the silence of the set.

  «Now make to see a beautiful pair of steers that him to me inculano to duty.»

  Blood froze me. I was behind the tipa to pecorina while Luthor was stretched out under of me that it licked me the balls.

  In theory he was in the best position to come behind of me and to become the wagon of tail of that impromptu trenino.

  It got up, it was about to position him to my shoulders when the director exclaimed:

  «No, we do what Mike that has him bigger incula you, and then it is him the male figure of the film, you are the subdued one that is humiliated for saving his/her father.»

  Never as then I thanked the sky to have me endowed with an object of twenty-four centimeters!

  I/you had had him smaller, I would probably have bled from the culo for the following two days.

  I almost beat him/it to him in the culo with anger, as to discharge me of what had happened and also to try to come the first possible in an a little pleasant situation as that.

  At the end the film ended in the best some ways.

  I returned home with the intact culo and without having been forced to taste peas for dessert.

  The director was happy and you/he/she said that you/he/she would have contacted Linda to speak of possible future collaborations.

  I went out of that villa of run. Everything was spun in the best of the ways but I could not do anything else other than to think that you/he/she would not be been able to always go this way. Now that that threshold had been crossed, surely a myriad of producers of film gay would have contacted me and alone God knows what that crazy of Linda would have been able me to reserve.

  I had to end her/it in hurry. Luckily the occasion was introduced me and I had to exploit her/it to the best.

  The coke-party to house of Linda of which I came to knowledge you/he/she would be taken place a couple of days after the resumptions of the film bisex.

  That morning Linda called me saying that you/he/she had some new charges for me and that the next day we would have had to speak of it.

  I trembled only to think about thing that crazy you/he/she had held me in Serb.

  The evening of the party an anonymous phone call to the plant of police warned that in a certain villetta he was consuming a base festicciola of drug and prostitutes.

  I lay in ambush not me very away from house of Linda, so that to be able to see the front door. The police didn't delay to arrive. They did ahead to sirens and flashing out, they went down from the cars guns in hand and they drew near to the door of entry.

  A police officer rang the bell while others two were intents to hold under draught the entrance of the house. The fourth police officer had made the turn of the house to watch windows and possible secondary exits.

  It opened a person that didn't seem me to recognize, he/she didn't even ask who pits. The police officer showed the enrolls, the type remained with the wide open eyes and the drink in hand without understanding what was happening and thing would have had to do.

  You did aside and the police officers entered, also attracted by the strong music that originated from the inside of the villa.

  I drew near me to the house, that so much to succeed in feeling a sentence": police, nobody stirs!"

  The music was extinguished, from the house it seemed anymore any noise not to originate.

  Little time later a pair of jeeps arrived, on which all the participants to the party were made to climb.

  Linda climbed on one the two cars of the police, probably because you/he/she was her the landlady.

  From the newspapers I came to know that you/they had found an enormous quantity of cocaine, people in evident state of psychic alteration and some people that consumed sexual relations in the a pair of rooms of the villa with so much of coke on the comodino.

  Linda was accused of possession and shop of drugs, of incitement to the prostitution - a pair of the girls found in the house as puttane were filed - already and trouble of the public quiet.

  I had finally succeeded in my intent, of Linda I had freed and even that ugly experience would have convinced also her to stop taking that merda.

  Epilogue

  The sentence of Linda was of six months of imprisonment, accomplice also the fact that the evening of its arrest had also attacked a police officer.

  The fact that the good behavior was uncensured in jail and the accord to enter a center of disintoxication they did so that the punishment you/he/she was reduced to alone four months.

  For me they were enough however. During the period that Linda stayed in the jail you/he/she could not force to do me nothing that I didn't want anymore, and when you/he/she went out of jail by now the terms of the contract they were overdue and I was finally a free man.

  I thought about being me totally freed of that woman, but unfortunately it was not so, rather.

  Once gone out of the jail Linda he/she asked to see me.

  I went to her, it didn't have anymore by now any power on me, therefore I didn't have anything to fear and above all I was curious to feel what he/she anchors he/she wanted from me. From our talk I understood that she suspected that somehow I entered it me in his/her arrest, even if it didn't directly accuse never me.

  Gone out of his/her house he/she was me engraved the way according to which it looked me, first height of suspicious, then load of hate. Few give questions that it did me, from the way with which I responded her, surely you/he/she had understood something, you/he/she had read my look of challenge in his/her comparisons.

  It didn't tell a word the respect, but from his/her eyes I understood that revenge was swearing me.

  The fruits of his/her diabolic plan I saw later them a couple of months.

  I went out a morning as so many to develop some errands in center and a journalist me it plunged him against starting to ask me questions that at that time they seemed me incomprehensible.

  «How much you/he/she has known a long time ago Linda Caputi? It is not afraid that now that the things have surfaced she can be found again to have some problems with the law? Does he/she know that if the accusations that have been done her were shown true it would ri
sk a beautiful po' of years of jail?»

  I didn't succeed in understanding of thing you/he/she was speaking. I got further me lengthening the footstep and I climbed on in car thinking it dealt with some mythomaniac.

  I had the awareness of thing was happening only the evening looking at the newscast.

  In the Newscast clean you/he/she was interviewed by a journalist that it did her some questions to which she responded holding narrow in hand a book. They sometimes sent in wave other images, images of pornographic set - obviously nothing was not seen of what, but they were enough recognizable - and of a line my photo appeared also. I lifted the volume to feel better than thing him it treated.