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Isaac’s stomach churned uncomfortably with nerves as his cab pulled up outside the address he’d been given. He was here for his interview, or rather, audition, potentially his first shoot if things went really well. He paid the driver and stepped out, wondering if he should just give up on the whole idea. Could he really do this?
“He’s late.” Derek snapped at his uncle, Peter.
“By exactly two minutes, calm down.”
“I hate being here for these auditions.”
“We know, darling, but you’re the most experienced performer we have and we’d like your opinion on him.” Deucalion explained as he finished setting up the camera. There was a soft knock at the door and Peter raised his eyebrows pointedly towards Derek as he went to open it.
“Isaac, hello, how are you today?”
“Hi, Peter, uh - yeah, I’m okay thanks, how are you?” Derek rolled his eyes at the slightly shaking voice and practically thunderous heartbeat he could hear. This kid that Peter had found them wasn’t going to make the cut, he could already tell.
“Great, come on in. I’m sure you’re nervous, but it’s gonna be fine. If you need to back out at any point, or you need to ask our advice or questions, you go ahead. We’d rather know about any concerns you have upfront rather than later on.” Isaac thanked him quietly and followed him through the loft to a vast studio set up like a sitting room.
Derek was pleasantly surprised and suddenly felt a lot less curmudgeonly when he saw Isaac. He was tall, lean, sweet-looking and just rather beautiful. He was unlike any of the others, and Derek was secretly pleased he was going to be taking him through his audition.
“Isaac, this is Deucalion my husband and business partner.”
“Isaac, wonderful to meet you. You are every bit as gorgeous as Peter said you were.” Isaac chuckled and thanked him shyly.
“And this is Derek. He’s one of our most popular performers, and he’s going to be partnering with you for your audition today.” Derek wasn’t sure if Isaac was so taken with him that he was stunned, or if he was just terrified at the prospect of having sex with someone as big and stern-looking as him.
“Hi.” He put on his charming smile, and stepped in closer than necessary to shake Isaac’s hand. His cheeks - previously a ghostly white from fear - reddened. Derek smiled a little more, he was actually very cute.
“Hi.” He just barely managed to say.
“Ok Isaac I want to run through a few quick questions with you - have a seat.” Isaac sat down, a small unimposing figure on the large couch. Derek lounged next to him, so close they were touching from foot to shoulder. He slung one arm over the back of the couch so as to touch Isaac’s back too. Isaac didn’t realise, of course, but Derek was warming him up, easing him into his touch so that when it came time for sex in front of the cameras, he’d be a little less nervous.
Isaac could barely focus on the questions he was being asked by the two older men he was so nervous. He showed them his drivers license to prove his age, and the results of the STD test he’d taken prior to their appointment. They were satisfied.
“Okay, that’s all the boring admin we have to do. So tell us- have you had sex before?” Isaac nodded.
“Yeah, I have, a couple of guys in high school.”
“At once?!” Deucalion popped his head up from behind his laptop. Isaac blushed and Peter waved his hand at him dismissively.
“Uh- no, no, not at the same time.” He felt Derek chuckling next to him and briefly turned to look at him. Derek reached his hand up that had been resting on the back of the couch to stroke his hair. He wasn’t expecting his scene partner to be so...affectionate. It was all so different to what he’d expected, it was beyond strange, but he also felt less afraid than he thought he would.
“I assume you’ve watched porn before?” Peter asked, pulling his attention back to him, although Derek’s fingertips moving through his hair and rubbing the back of his neck was a rather delicious distraction.
“Yeah, definitely.”
“Any of our stuff?” Deucalion added cheekily. Isaac chuckled and nodded sheepishly.
“What did you think?”
“I like the style of your films, it feels more genuine than the other stuff I’ve seen. That’s why I applied here rather than another place I’d considered.”
“What was your favourite one you watched?” He swallowed when Derek spoke and his breath tickled over his neck.
“Uh...well...either the one with Peter and...what’s his name...the cute guy with the big eyes?”
“Stiles.” Peter said with a smirk.
“Right. That was a hot video...or the one with you and Scott.” He turned slightly to tell Derek. He nodded and twisted a lock of Isaac’s hair around his finger.
“They were both pretty heavy on the power dynamic, does that turn you on?” Isaac nodded slightly.
“Tell me more about that.”
“I mean...I don’t have loads of experience with that kind of thing...but I like not being in charge all the time.” Derek nodded.
“Once you’re comfortable in front of the camera that won’t be a problem.” Isaac had almost forgotten the camera and he glanced at it without thinking.
“It is a little strange at first, pretty soon you get used to it being there.” Derek explained patiently.
“The most difficult thing to learn is remembering to not block the good stuff from the camera. You don’t have to worry about that too much today, but if you decide to go ahead with us then we’ll teach you how to do that.” Deucalion pointed out.
“Okay Isaac, how do you feel about having some fun with Derek in front of the camera and the two of us?” Peter asked bluntly, Isaac considered it, how did he feel? Sure, he was nervous, and he wasn’t entirely sure that this was a “good idea,” but he was also excited. He was, in spite of his misgivings, turned on by the whole situation. And god, he really, really, wanted Derek in the worst way possible. He smiled and nodded confidently, the most sure of himself he’d looked since he first walked in.
“Great. We’re going to shut up then and leave you guys to it. Try to not look at the camera, if we give you small pointers about turning this way or that, then go with it but don’t let us distract you too much. Deuc might get carried away and want to catch a close up if you two are doing something really hot, just ignore him. Most importantly - if you change your mind at any point and you want to stop, you must tell us. Enjoy.” Peter explained and winked at him before joining Deucalion behind his camera set up.
Derek pulled Isaac to face him and leant in close, stroking his neck as he spoke.
“Tell me ‘no’ if you’re uncomfortable, okay?” Derek whispered to him softly. Isaac nodded, desperate for him to just close the tiny gap and kiss him. He stood instead and Isaac nearly groaned from disappointment. Then Derek took his hand, pulled him to his feet, snaked his other hand around his waist and pulled him in close so they were pressed together. Isaac’s hands flew to his arms instinctively to balance himself and holy cow if Derek wasn’t the most muscular man he’d ever encountered in his life. He was young, only a few years older than Isaac. Despite that, he had a slightly eerie aura of power, he was a dominant force and Isaac could feel his reigned in strength just from being in his arms. That had blood rushing to his crotch and he was already hard by the time they kissed. Derek’s stubble scratched over his skin, sending tingles through his body. The way he kissed had him melting into his touch. He forgot all about the cameras, about their small audience of two. He let his hands run up Derek’s arms, over his shoulders up to his neck. Derek pressed in closer and Isaac was gratified to feel him hard against his hip. Derek wrapped both arms around his waist and ground his hips against his, they both moaned softly at the rough contact of their erections through their jeans. Derek’s hands grabbed his ass and pulled him against him more. Isaac was so aroused he felt sticky wetness begin to seep through his boxers.
Derek was used to first auditions, they were normally a little awkward, the new performers were often very shy or so performative it was a little cringeworthy. He usually had to put a lot of work and thought into silently guiding them through everything to try and make them shine. He realised as he pulled Isaac’s shirt off over his head and they looked at one another before kissing again, that he was making this easy for him so far. He had an air of sweet naïveté about him, but now that he was aroused, he was pleasure driven. He seemed to have forgotten about the camera and their voyeurs, but he was still doing a great job of staying open and not blocking anything good from their view, either. Derek was also used to performing when he had no sexual chemistry with a scene partner; even though he got along well with most of the other performers he worked with, genuine sexual chemistry was not that common. That wasn’t a problem here - something about Isaac excited Derek to his core, he hadn’t wanted to make somebody lose control so strongly in a very, very long time. It was almost problematic, he found himself losing focus and almost forgetting about the camera altogether. It was a challenge to keep cool, and that was thrilling for him.
Derek slid his hands up inside Isaac’s shirt as he pulled it off, his skin impossibly soft and unblemished. He kissed his chest and flicked his tongue over his nipples, Isaac’s genuine moans and tightened grip on his shoulders telling him he was indeed sensitive there. A valuable little piece of information he would never forget. Isaac was greedy in taking off his shirt and reaching for the buttons of his jeans and Derek let him reach inside. Isaac knocked his forehead against his chest briefly in frustration and sheer disbelief at how turned he was when he wrapped his hand around his thick length. Derek captured his mouth for more kisses and knelt down as he pulled off his jeans and underwear in one smooth movement. When he began to lick teasing little movements up his already leaking cock, Isaac’s hands found their way into his hair, leaving a tingling trail up his neck as his fingers slid across his skin.
“Fuck- please...”
“Please what? Stop?” Derek asked teasingly with a smirk as his hot breath made Isaac’s needy cock twitch in front of his face.
“No!”
“Tell me what you want, then.”
“Please- s-suck it.” Derek grinned and slowly slipped his lips around his head and then down the length of his shaft. Isaac let out a stuttering moan that made Derek’s gut clench with arousal and spurred him on to give him more pleasure. More and more until Isaac would shake and his eyes would water and he’d be completely stunned by how good it had been.
Isaac tried to remember not to pull Derek’s hair as he desperately tried to hold himself back. He hadn’t had any kind of sex in months and Derek somehow pushing all his buttons had him rushing towards his orgasm faster than he’d expected. He pushed Derek off of him a little hesitantly and quickly bent down to kiss him roughly, hoping nobody would realise that he’d been moments away from ejaculating.
“I need your cock in my mouth.” Derek grunted and stood over him as he knelt down and teased his cock for a short while before getting greedy and sucking him all the way into his throat. Derek groaned loudly and slid a large hand over the back of Isaac’s head. He glanced up at him, massaging him with his lips, tongue and throat all at once, gratified when Derek’s eyes rolled back in his head and he cursed loudly. Isaac choked a little and felt a little pang of affection when Derek eased up his grip on his hair, letting him know silently that he could pull back if he wanted to, but still making it look as though he was holding him in place for the camera. Instead he breathed in through his nose and continued what he knew was a pretty remarkable skill. Hearing Derek moan and feeling the pulse in his cock made Isaac feel giddy with excitement, he felt powerful reducing such a strong, experienced man to thoughtless grunts of pleasure. Derek pulled him up eventually, gratifyingly breathless, and kissed him desperately.
“Bend over the couch. Show me your hole.” Isaac did as he was told, feeling exposed and vulnerable for the first time as he caught sight of the camera and Deucalion and Peter watching them avidly. He felt his face flush and he looked down at the couch as Derek pulled his cheeks apart and licked over his entrance several times before pushing his tongue inside him. He teased him with his fingertips and lubed him up. Eventually he was dipping a finger at a time inside him and Isaac’s thighs were shaking from arousal and need.
“You ready for me?” Isaac moaned and arched up against Derek’s body when he stretched over him and whispered into his ear, rubbing his cock against his hole.
“Put it in.”
“So greedy.” Isaac clenched his hands into fists as Derek began to tease him open.
Deucalion crept around them and filmed Derek’s actions and Isaac’s bright pink cock leaking as it hung between his legs. They both moaned loudly when Derek was all the way inside and he grabbed Isaac’s hips and pushed absolutely as deep as he could go, grinding his hips against him hard.
Isaac no longer cared whatsoever about the cameras, they could do whatever they wanted, show the footage to whomever, he just needed Derek to start moving faster, he needed to feel his cock, such a perfect size, sliding in and out of him and rubbing his prostate, and most of all he needed to reach his orgasm.
Derek smirked to himself when Isaac became visibly frustrated by his long, gentle, slow, thrusts.
“Tell me how you want it Isaac.”
“Fuck me harder.” He breathed around a moan and Derek paused for a moment before slamming inside him with force. Isaac cried out and grabbed hold of the couch cushion for balance.
“You sure you can handle it?”
“Fuck- fuck- yes-“ Derek complied. Deucalion was about to intervene and tell them to switch positions when Peter smacked him in the chest with the back of his hand and gestured for him to be quiet. They’d never seen Derek lose control like this before and it was so hot it was almost painful. Isaac was stunning- his eyes glazed over, cheeks and lips red, mouth slightly open, his eyes streaming with tears, but from pleasure, not pain. He cried out loudly as Derek fucked him ruthlessly. He took it extraordinarily well. He was challenging Derek, this much they could tell, not on purpose, but he was creating a challenge for him nonetheless by being so desirable that Derek wanted to completely overwhelm him with pleasure but was teetering on the edge of losing control and reaching his own climax too early himself. It was completely stunning to watch.
Derek pulled him upright and mouthed at his neck, one hand reaching round to tease his nipples while the other found his cock. Isaac sobbed and moaned loudly, his orgasm crashing into him so intensely he would’ve dropped to the ground if Derek hadn’t held him upright through it. His cum splattered across the couch in an impressive arc and Derek continued to fuck him all the way through it, bringing more tears to his eyes with the intensity of it. His pace became erratic and he grabbed Isaac’s hips and buried himself as deep as possible when he came inside him, his hips stuttering and his face buried in the curve of his neck.
“Fuck....fuck-...” Derek cursed and they both panted, leaning against the couch as they struggled to recover from the shock of such a hard orgasm. Derek eventually pulled out and Isaac leant his hands on the couch to support his shaking body.
“Aannd cameras off. Well.....wow. Fuck.” Isaac glanced at Deucalion and Peter who looked equally aroused and slightly dazed. He had to laugh bashfully, what a crazily intense experience it had been. He certainly hadn’t expected to have sex like that when he’d arrived.
“So....phew....well Isaac, how was your first time on camera?” Isaac chuckled and scratched his arm shyly.
“Yeah it- it was fun.” He glanced at Derek who was walking away into the bathroom which adjoined the main room. Isaac suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, although he couldn’t entirely put his finger on why.
“You were incredible, a true natural. Do you think you’d do something like this again? Come in for a proper shoot maybe...some time next week?” Isaac thought about it and his anxiety about the whole thing began to amp up again.
“Come here, check this out.” Isaac took the towel he was offered and wrapped it around his hips before joining Deucalion at his laptop. He ran the footage back near the beginning and then let it play. Isaac’s gut clenched with arousal when he watched the way Derek kissed him greedily in the beginning while they were still clothed. Then Deucalion moved it along to when he had Derek’s cock deep in his throat and he watched his intense reaction to it. Then Deucalion moved it on again, this time to the part near their climax where Derek was fucking him hard and he was literally crying with pleasure. He hadn’t been able to see at the time, but on camera he could see clear as day that yes, he was totally overwhelmed by the pleasure, but so was Derek. He was lost, and it was glorious watching him struggle to control himself so he could make Isaac reach the height of his pleasure before he let himself climax. Isaac had watched lots of videos with Derek in, he’d never seen him look like he was struggling to hold himself back before, and it was a huge boost to his own ego.
“That’s why we want you to come back.” Peter reiterated and Isaac just nodded, completely dazed.
“Yeah.....okay, I’ll give it a shot.” Both men were thrilled and Derek emerged from the shower and began redressing himself.
“Isaac’s going to join the team - thank you for giving him such a great introduction, Derek.”
“Great.” There was that uncomfortable churning in his stomach again, the hard, cold tone of Derek’s voice made him feel hurt. Then he became angry that he was hurt and he quickly went to shower himself. If Derek was really this much of an asshole then he didn’t care for his opinion anyway. That’s what he told himself, at any rate.
Isaac was given two hundred dollars in cash, he signed some release forms for the footage, and he was on his way. Derek never said another word to him or even looked in his direction, he sat in the corner on his phone, it was only Deucalion and Peter who were animated and friendly about his joining the company.
Isaac went home and his best friend and roommate, Kira, was waiting for him while stress-cooking dumplings.
“Did you actually do it?! You’ve been out for hours I was half expecting you to come home ten minutes after you left!”
“I did it.” She squealed and they both laughed in disbelief at the crazy situation he’d landed himself in.
“Oh my god tell me EVERYTHING. We’ve got about thirty dumplings to get through - I was terrified it would go badly.” They cooked together and ate their body weight in vegetable dumplings while Isaac divulged all of the salacious details of his afternoon.
“Oh my god he sounds SO hot. I mean I know he’s hot - we’ve all seen the videos - but he sounds so hot, like, the way he was with you.”
“Yeah, during. Not after.” She pressed him for more details and he explained about Derek’s sudden shut-down and cold shoulder.
“What a fucking dick! Pun intended.” They laughed and Isaac shrugged it off, although he wasn’t able to get away from that feeling in his gut. He couldn’t understand why Derek behaved the way he had, and even though he’d both witnessed and felt the way he made Derek lose control, the cold shoulder act played into his every insecurity and made him feel inadequate, as though he’d done something to deserve such treatment, he hated it.
“Anyway, with the money I earned today we’re now covered for the rent this month.”
“No Isaac you’ve already put aside more than me for this month, you need to save some of that for yourself!”
“I won’t hear it, gorgeous.” He planted a kiss on her head as he took their plates into the kitchen. She’d been struggling to find work for several months, and he refused to ask her to leave the apartment. She would find a decent job soon, and he knew his life wouldn’t be even half as joyful if Kira weren’t his roommate.