Kissing Malcolm and seeing what I have to work with.

Malcolm stepped closer, the older man wrapping an arm around my waist, his hand resting on my lower back. I was panting in excitement as he leaned over and planted a kiss on my lips. I moaned and melted into his arms as he kissed me. After several moments, he stepped back, and my breath was ragged. “Oh, wow,” I said, “That was, wow.”

Malcolm smiled before leaning over again and kissing my neck. My hands instinctually went into his hair and pulled him closer as I felt his hand move lower onto my arse. “You know,” he whispered into me, “there may be another small problem.”

I pulled back and looked at him, “And what would that be?”

As an answer, he pulled my hand down to his crotch, where I felt the largest cock I had ever felt in my life. “And I’m not fully hard yet,” he added.

“Oh my God, you are huge,” I said, “can I see it? I mean, I want to see it hard.”

Malcolm laughed, “Let’s go through the lines again; if you have them memorised, then sure, we can do something else to pass the time before the audition, and I think a little fun might increase the sexual tension between us.”

“I do want this role; I want to be stretched out by you on stage, feel you cum in me in front of everybody,” I said before kissing him again.

We went through the lines of the scene again. I stumbled, but it was supposed to be at a point where I displayed nervousness, so it seemed to work. “Well, I didn’t think you would actually get the lines all right this quickly,” he said. “I guess I have to live up to my end of the bargain.”

He hadn’t even finished his sentence before I was on my knees and pulling at his belt. “No sex, and no cumming; I want us both terribly aroused for the audition.” He told me as I fished his cock out of his pants.

Even partially hard, he was easily eight inches long and three fingers thick. Quickly, I brought it to my lips. “My god, I don’t know how you fuck women with something this big.”

He laughed and then moaned as I sucked his cock head into my mouth, “I’ll show you soon, I promise,” he said as I pleased him. Feeling him hardening more in my mouth. “And just be warned, I cum a lot too, so you might have to put some panties back on under the covers before getting up; the audience might get suspicious if you stood up and were suddenly gushing cum.”

I moaned onto his cock again and slowly stood up, stroking his cock. “I love being filled with cum,” I told him before we shared another passionate kiss.

As our lips parted, he smiled at me, “Well, we should have fun then,” he paused momentarily, “you are on the pill, right?” he asked.

I bit my lip and shook my head, “No.”

Malcolm half groaned, half growled, “And you want me to fuck you for weeks of rehearsals and then every day for the performance?” he asked.

I nodded, “Yes, and I’ve done the maths, I’m fertile towards the end of the week of the show.”

He groaned again, “That would mean you are fertile about now?” I nodded. “You are making it very hard not to fuck you right now,” he said.

I pouted at him, “I’m sorry; how can I make it up to you?”

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