Ask Gavin for his opinion

"I think that's up to Gavin", you say in a slightly annoyed tone. This cameraman is already getting on your nerves.

"Oh, yes. Do what you want, it makes no difference to me", Gavin says, licking his lips. He's jumping on the spot again, and you can tell he's eager to get started.

{If weed=0}"There. That's settled", you say, glaring at the cameraman - not that he seems to notice. You flash Gavin your politest smile as you start bracing yourself on the bed. "Oookay. Ready when you are, Gavin", you say before clenching your teeth in anticipation. You shamefully realize you're starting to feel more like a whore than a porn star.

"Yes", Gavin says. "I'm so hard right now, I could hammer nails". He pulls down his pants, and indeed, a decently-sized tent has formed in his underwear. It's intimidating, although you pleasantly realize the sight of it kind of turns you on as well. You gently bite your lower lip in growing excitement. Perhaps you wouldn't have to worry about lubrication after all.

"Oooh, I can tell", you say in your sultriest voice as Gavin pulls down his underwear, revealing his erect cock. It's pointing straight at you and looming ever closer as Gavin walks towards the edge of the bed. You notice the cameraman pressing a few buttons and see a red light come on, although his expression is still one of utter bewilderment. You decide to ignore the cameraman; you have something else to focus on.

"Just... don't go too rough on me", you warn Gavin, unsure what kind of expectations he had. Porn could give people interesting perceptions of how sex was supposed to happen, and you weren't that experienced.

"I'll be gentle", Gavin says, . He leans in to kiss your lower back, and you squirm at the sensation of his lips against your bare skin. Perhaps this wouldn't be so bad...

{else}And so are you, you realize. For some reason you can't wait to feel that hard cock inside you. Everything feels so pleasant and tingly all of a sudden. What has come over you? "Are you ready, Gavin?", you ask, surprising yourself with how sultry you sound. You're... probably just acting it very well, you tell yourself.

"Yes", Gavin says. "I'm so hard right now, I could hammer nails.". He pulls down his pants, and indeed, a decently-sized tent has formed in his underwear. You realize that you feel yourself get wet in anticipation from just looking at it.

"Hammer me instead", you moan, and Gavin pulls down his underwear, revealing his erect cock. It's pointing straight at you and looming ever closer as Gavin walks towards the edge of the bed. You notice the cameraman pressing a few buttons and see a red light come on, although his expression is still one of utter bewilderment. You decide to ignore the cameraman; you have something else to focus on.

"Stick it in me! Say goodbye to your virginity, soldier!", you moan in your marijuana-fueled delirium, arching your back and sticking your ass out.

"Thank you", Gavin decides to say for some reason. He leans in to kiss your lower back, and you squirm at the sensation of his lips against your bare skin. Everything tingles so nicely. It feels so intense...{endif}

... And then you suddenly feel him press the tip of his cock up against your asshole. "No, wrong hole!", you yelp, flailing your arms and falling face and tits down on the bed.

Gavin stops, looking up at you in a startled manner. "What do you mean?", he asks you.

"I'm saying that you were almost in my ass", you mumble, turning your head and reaching behind you to spread your ass-cheeks in order to give him a better view of where he's aiming his manhood. You then notice he didn't even bother to undress fully. He didn't take his shirt off, and his pants are still around his ankles.

"Oh!", Gavin says, comprehension dawning on his face. "Oh! Okay!". He steps back and kicks his pants off fully. You look back curiously at what he's doing, and see him retrieving a bottle of lubricant from one of the pockets. He awkwardly squirts some on top of his cock and starts to apply it.

"Ready?", he asks as you feel the wet, lubricated tip of his dick press up against your asshole once more. You clench tight in response; it's all you can do to prevent him from sliding straight in. You suddenly realize he knows exactly where he's aiming.

"I... Ugh. Y-you want to ass-fuck me?", you ask, staring at him in disbelief. You're about to protest, but he cuts you off.

"Please, Marcy", Gavin begs.