Anything to be a Star - Part 5 (Patreon)

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Sarah lifted her lithe, naked body from the pool and sauntered towards a lounge chair with a soft, fluffy white towel waiting on it. Mark watched her approach with a smile on his face and a flaccid cock between his legs. She offered a smile in return, in part because she was dedicated to delivering a convincing performance and in part because it had actually been quite pleasurable to swim naked in his beautiful pool.

"It's a nice life, isn't it?" Mark asked as Sarah dropped her naked body onto the lounge chair, crossed her ankles, and closed her eyes.

"It is," she replied. There was no arguing with that. She couldn't think of a better way to spend her weekends than relaxing naked by the pool, though she would have preferred to do it without a power-hungry producer that intended on using her body for his pleasure whenever he saw fit.

"It won't be long before you can afford a life like this," Mark noted. "Your pay for the first movie will be shit, of course. It's always shit for the first movie. But, you'll get a big bump for the sequel and I'm sure your agents will be able to secure you a nice payday for a few more movies before this one even comes out. After all, everyone wants a piece of the hot young franchise star."

Sarah very nearly offered a weak argument about how she hadn't gotten into acting for the money or the fame, but even she didn't believe that. She wanted to act, certainly, and she wanted to act in great projects, but the money and the fame were a big part of it, too. She wouldn't have accepted Mark's disgusting offer to serve as his de facto whore for the weekend if the money and the fame were meaningless.

"The money's not shit for you though, is it?" Sarah asked. "I'll be making pennies and you'll be cashing an even bigger check than usual because of that."

Mark looked at her and smiled. He held her gaze for a few seconds before letting his eyes wander to her breasts, over her stomach, and between her legs. "It's good to be the producer," he said. "If you want real money and a long career, you should into producing, Sarah. That's where the real power is, as I'm sure you know."

He was so cocky that Sarah could barely stand it. He wasn't wrong, though. He was powerful. He could make or break her career, or the career of dozens - if not hundreds - of young actresses just like her. He could get away with using that power in a disgusting manner, too.

"Tom!" Mark called out.

Tom was still swimming - naked, too, as Mark had forbidden them from putting on their clothes - and he swam towards them in a manner that made Sarah think of him as an eager puppy being called by its owner.

"Come here, Tom," Mark demanded.

Tom lifted his body out of the pool and Sarah watched the water cascade down his chest and legs. She was hit with a sudden and somewhat surprising rush of desire, and if the situation was different she would have done everything in her power to lure her boyfriend's cock into her pussy. She suspected that wouldn't be happening, though, as Mark hadn't yet shown much in the way of concern for Tom's pleasure.

"What can I do for you?" Tom asked.

They'd spent the better part of the late morning and early afternoon at the pool and Tom had largely been utilized as a butler of sorts, fetching food and drinks from the house and bringing fresh towels when needed. Much to Sarah's surprise, Mark had yet to use either of them sexually since their double blowjob in the morning, though she suspected that was about to change.

"I have a choice for you, Tom," Mark said.

Unsurprisingly, Tom looked a little wary.

"Would you rather eat pussy or suck cock?" Mark asked.

"Eat pussy," Tom replied.

"And what if I said I'd let you have an orgasm if you sucked my cock right now? Would that change your answer?" Mark asked.

Tom looked at Sarah and then glanced between Mark's legs. "What...what kind of orgasm?" he said.

"What kind would you prefer?" Mark asked with a smile.

Tom looked at Sarah once more, but this time his gaze focused between her legs. "The kind where I get to fuck my girlfriend. That's the best kind of orgasm, after all."

Mark took his flaccid cock in his hand and stroked it slowly. "So, you're saying that you'd crawl between my legs and suck my dick right now if I told you that you could fuck your girlfriend and cum inside her. Is that right?"

Mark was playing a game. A power game. The kind of game he seemed to enjoy more than any other. It seemed so obvious to Sarah that Mark wanted to effectively force Tom into choosing to give a blowjob, that he found some sort of pleasure in that. She wanted to tell her boyfriend that he didn't have to do anything, that he could fuck her as many times as he wanted as soon as the weekend was over, but she knew it was best to keep quiet, at least in the moment. If she wanted the part, she needed to let Mark play his games as he saw fit.

Tom looked conflicted, but only for a moment. "Well...no, I don't think so. I'm sorry...or, well, I'm not sorry. Not really. I just, I don't really want to suck your dick, and I can wait a few days to have an orgasm. You know?"

Sarah figured Mark would be disappointed, but instead he had a big smile on his face. She wondered if he really cared either way, if the whole point of the question had been to fuck with Tom in some way, to stave off whatever form of boredom had turned Mark into the kind of man that got off on manipulating and controlling people.

"Well, I'd really like to get my dick sucked," Mark said. "So one of you needs to put it in your mouth right now."

Sarah rolled onto her side and reached out to caress the producer's leg. He released his cock and she smiled while wrapping her delicate fingers around it and stroking him slowly.

"I'll suck your dick," she said. "You like the way I suck your dick, don't you?"

Mark nodded. "I enjoyed the way your boyfriend sucked my dick this morning, though. He's far better at it than you'd expect from a straight man. He's got a natural talent for it, I'd say. That talent could come in handy for you, Sarah."

"How do you mean?" Tom asked.

Sarah wished he hadn't asked. He was playing into Mark's hands by doing so, as the producer was clearly delighted to share whatever dirty thought was in his head at the moment.

Mark looked up at Tom, smiled, and said, "There are lots of gay men in Hollywood that would love to have fun with a cute straight guy like you, Tom. I'm far from the only man that's willing to use his power to get what he wants sexually, and there's a good chance that Sarah will find herself in the room with a man that's not at all interested in her, and that man might have the power to give her the part she can't stop dreaming about. Except, he won't want anything to do with her pussy or that pretty mouth of hers."

Sarah had heard some of her guy friends talk about producers like that. She'd never heard of one her friends offering his mouth or ass in exchange for a part, but she knew that Mark was right, that there were powerful men in Hollywood that would have found the idea of fucking Tom a great deal more appealing than fucking her.

"So, Tom, there might come a day when you're in a position to help your beautiful girlfriend - or perhaps she'll be your wife by then - by offering that mouth of yours just like you offered it to me this morning. And, the fact that you're quite good with your mouth might serve Sarah well. Though, you might have to offer that tight ass of yours if you really want her to get the part," Mark said before his lips curled into a delighted smile. He quite clearly enjoyed painting a particularly lurid picture for Tom.

To Sarah's surprise, it looked like her boyfriend was contemplating whether or not he'd be willing to go that far for her. She was horrified for him, and yet a part of her was touched by his seeming eagerness to do whatever it took to help her achieve her dreams.

"Sarah, I'd like it if you put your mouth to use," Mark instructed. "Right now."

Sarah stood, gave Tom a soft kiss on the cheek, smiled, and then turned and crawled between Mark's legs. She took his stiff cock in her mouth and offered the blowjob he desired.

"Mmm, fuck, I swear, I will never tire of getting my cock sucked by an eager, beautiful young actress," Mark said. "Though I have to say, having you here makes it better, Tom. Knowing that you're watching as your beautiful girlfriend sucks my dick makes it so much sweeter to enjoy her talented mouth."

Sarah moaned as she swallowed Mark's cock over and over. She sucked on the head and swirled her mouth around it. She played with his balls, too, offering him every bit of pleasure she could. She was surprised at how much she enjoyed it. She felt a little bad for actually getting wet as she gave him head, but Sarah couldn't help it. Her body was in control of her arousal and having Mark's cock in her mouth was decidedly pleasurable.

"Tell me, Tom, would you offer yourself to a gay man if it would benefit Sarah's career?" Mark asked as his cock surged in Sarah's mouth, making it clear that the producer found it deeply pleasurable to tease and taunt Tom in that manner. "I can't imagine it would be a big departure for you. After all, you've sucked my cock. Would it really be that different to suck a gay man's cock?"

Tom was silent, but Sarah looked up to see a smile on Mark's face.

"No...I suppose...I mean, I guess it wouldn't be that different," Tom finally answered. "But, the other thing, that would be different."

Mark put a hand on the back of Sarah's head and pushed down. His cock hit the back of her throat and she gagged. Her eyes watered a little as she tried to cease the gagging. She had little choice, as Mark seemed determined to be amore aggressive in pursuit of using her throat for his pleasure.

"Do you mean getting fucked, Tom?" Mark asked. "Is that the other thing you're talking about?"

"Yes," Tom replied softly.

Mark gripped Sarah's hair and used it to direct her mouth up and down on his cock. He pushed the head into her throat over and over, all while his gaze remained fixed on Tom. She wished she could save her boyfriend from the conversation he was being pushed into, but there was nothing to be done. Tom would have to cope.

"Sarah seems to enjoy getting fucked," Mark said. "Wouldn't you agree that she enjoys having my cock inside her?"

"Yes," Tom admitted.

"So who's to say that you wouldn't enjoy it, Tom?" Mark asked with a hint of aggression in his voice. "After all, you didn't find it unpleasant to have my cock in your mouth, did you?"

Tom sounded pained as he said, "No, I didn't."

Mark pushed down on Sarah's head and held his cock in her throat. He held it there until she panicked and began pushing against his thighs. He held it for a few seconds more and then released his grip as she pulled back and gasped for air. Saliva poured from her mouth and coated his remarkably stiff cock and she looked up at the producer and saw a cocky smile on his face as he looked down at her.

"Ride me," Mark said. "Reverse cowgirl."

Sarah stood and spun around. She moved back until her pussy hovered above Mark's stiff cock. She guided him inside her, sat down, and adjusted her legs so she could ride him with ease.

His cock felt good inside her, just like it had the day before. It was long and thick and it reached places that few cocks had ever reached. There was something else, too. Something that Sarah hadn't identified the day before. She still didn't fully understand it, but there was something about fucking someone that possessed genuine power - and that happily wielded that power - that she found far more arousing than she would have liked.

"I take it you've never been fucked, Tom?" Mark asked.

"No, I haven't," he answered.

Mark slapped Sarah's ass and she yelped. Then she smiled as a surge of pleasure moved through her body. She noted Tom's half hard cock and was tempted to beckon him closer so she could pleasure him. That wasn't her choice to make, though, so she continued to bounce her pussy on Mark's big dick while her boyfriend watched.

"Would you be willing to give up your ass for Sarah's career, Tom?" Mark asked. "Would you be willing to suffer the humiliation of being fucked for a man's pleasure in exchange for a role for your beautiful girlfriend?"

Tom looked right at Sarah as she rode Mark even faster. He smacked her ass again and she moaned because his dick felt so good inside her.

"Fuck, your cock feels so good in my pussy," she said, in part because she hoped to spare Tom from having to answer the question and in part because his cock really did feel good in her pussy. "You're so big. You're so fucking deep inside me."

Mark grabbed her hips and helped her ride him faster as Tom's cock reached a fully erect state.

"Answer me, Tom," Mark demanded. "And be honest. If a man like me - a gay version of me, that is - told you that he'd give Sarah the part of her dreams if you were willing to suck his dick, get fucked, and take his load up your ass, would you do it?"

He didn't need to answer. Sarah saw the truth in his eyes and on his face. She saw that Tom was agonized by the answer, that he didn't want to utter the words and admit the truth.

"Yes, I'd do it," Tom admitted.

Mark lifted Sarah's pussy from his cock and said, "Get on your hands and knees on the other lounge chair. The one you were lying on."

Sarah swiftly moved into position and watched Mark get up and move behind her. He grabbed her hips, pulled her back, and slid his cock into her from behind. He buried every inch inside her and held still.

"I want you to rest your head on her ass, Tom," Mark instructed.

Tom approached, got on his knees, and rested his head on Sarah's ass and lower back.

"Now open your mouth," Mark demanded.

Sarah couldn't see, but she imagined her boyfriend did as the producer instructed, as a moment later Mark's cock began to move in and out of her pussy. He seemed to go even deeper inside her than when she'd rode him in reverse cowgirl. It felt good, to the point that she couldn't help but moan and push her hips back a little to meet each thrust.

Then Mark pulled out and Tom moaned. It was a muffled moan, though. Sarah looked over her shoulder and saw that Mark was quite clearly fucking her boyfriend's mouth.

"That's it," Mark said. "Suck her pussy off my cock. Suck up those sweet juices, Tom. Suck it clean."

Sarah felt bad for Tom. She knew he wasn't in agony, but she still felt bad for him. He was suffering for her, for the good of her career. He was taking whatever humiliation Mark wanted to dole out and he was doing it because he wanted Sarah to be happy.

Mark's cock entered her pussy once more and he fucked her harder. He dug his fingers into her hips and pounded her with such aggression that it actually hurt a little.

Then he fucked Tom's face again. He repeated the process over and over. He went from Sarah's pussy to Tom's mouth repeatedly, using them both like they were nothing more than toys for his pleasure, which happened to be precisely what they were for the weekend.

Finally, after a lengthy fucking Mark pulled out, stepped back, and said, "Get on your knees in front of me. Both of you."

Tom dropped to his knees almost immediately and Sarah rushed to follow. Mark pushed their heads together and stroked his cock in front of them. Sarah watched the head swell up as the producer's balls tightened a little. A moment later they leapt in their sack and the first rope of cum launched from the head.

A dozen more followed as Mark sprayed them both with his load, grunting and groaning as he did so. He smiled, too, taking rather obvious pleasure in the fact that he'd just given them both a facial.

"God damn," he said after his cock was spent. "You two are incredible."

Sarah was surprised to feel a mild sense of pride at having provided Mark with yet another spectacular orgasm.

"Kiss him," Mark instructed. "Then you can clean up. And after you're done, I'm ready for another drink, which Tom can retrieve."

Sarah turned to her boyfriend and saw a smile on his face. She reached up and ran her fingers through some of the cum Mark had covered him with. In the name of putting on a good performance, she popped those fingers into her mouth and sucked them clean before leaning in to kiss her boyfriend.

Tom moaned as Sarah shared Mark's cum with him. He moaned as their tongues danced and Sarah couldn't help but feel a lovely surge of arousal right alongside her boyfriend.

"Once you bring me a drink you can eat her pussy, Tom," Mark said. "Feel free to make her cum."

"I will," Tom replied with a smile.

They kissed once more - this time for a great deal longer - and then Tom stood and helped Sarah to her feet. She grabbed a towel, wiped his face clean, and then did the same to hers.

"Can I get you anything to drink?" he asked.

"Sure. I'll take a cocktail. Surprise me," she answered.

Tom turned and rushed inside as Sarah grabbed a new towel, set it on the lounge chair, and sat down. She stretched out her legs, closed her eyes, and smiled.

She was in the midst of a weekend unlike any other, but the truth was, Sarah was largely enjoying herself. She worried a little for Tom, but he seemed to be enjoying himself, too, though perhaps he was putting on a performance.

Either way, it wouldn't be long before the weekend was over and Sarah and Tom could move on to bigger, better things, including genuine movie stardom for her. That was an outcome well worth sacrificing for, as exchanging a few days of being a glorified whore for a lifetime of fame and fortune was a trade Sarah was more than willing to make.