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Soon after we got the kitchen cleaned up from our dinner with Juanita and Hector, I heard a notification ping on my cellphone. It was from Hector. I clicked on the message and saw: Hector: Hi, cute stuff. I’m just checking in with you to be sure you’re not sore after our shoot. To Brant, I said, "It's Hector." "I'm going to put the trash out. You can tell me later," Brant answered. Me: Nope. I was a little sore right afterward but a nice hot tub bath took

Thanks so much, @CCinPS. That comment makes my day!

@dboggs9700, I absolutely adore Rachel and Brodie. I realized there was some interesting backstory that we had never explored so I thought the interview with the ever-wonderful Juanita would be a good chance to go a little deeper into Rachel. I try to let the characters tell their own stories and she just started talking about meeting Brodie on the set of her first unexpected foray into film-making and deciding to continue that career because it let her be with her man. I thought that was such a cool "origin" story of her career and the relationship between them. One of my favorite things about writing is when a character tells something I had never thought about. Thanks very much for your frequent comments! Ken

Late that night, we ended the shoot where Hector and Brant both topped me. It took a while to clean up and get away from the condo headed home. We went straight home and Brant ran a hot bath for me while I got undressed. I was mildly sore from hosting so much dick in my tender ass and looked forward to soaking in a hot bath. The warmth of the water soothed away my pain and discomfort and prepared me to sleep a good sleep that night. Brant and I had dinner at my parents’ mansion o

We reported to the condo set on Tuesday at 3:30 for a brief run-through and then make-up. Rachoud brought an assistant, Timothy, to help out since they needed to apply make-up to Hector as well as Brant and me. Timothy was a stunningly beautiful summer intern, a sophomore film student at UCLA, so I had a lot in common with him. We spent quite a bit of time talking about the professors and other students in the program. Since I have already taken all the courses he needs to take next year, he

Hi, Richian. Thanks very much for expressing your feelings here. I just want you to know that I also think happy, monogamous gay relationships should be talked about. I love reading that type of romance, too. I really thought a lot about what the focus of the new film, and thus this book, should be. I considered adopting a child or having a child through surrogacy. I thought about some tragedy (car accident or cancer diagnosis). I thought about having their house burn down. I thought about one of them having an affair, but I didn't want to spoil their special connection. I thought about Brant deciding he wants to be with a woman. But none of those were scenarios that seemed unique and different. The idea of a threesome where love happens seemed quite unique to me. Who knows, we could wind up with a monogamous (sort of) throuple. I don't take lightly that you are turned off by this plot. I regret that and wish everyone would grow to love this story. But that is my Pollyanna side wanting everything to always be lovely. All I can say is I very much appreciate your point of view. Perhaps some of my future stories will be more appealing. Thanks for reading this far. Cheers, Ken

Brant had a wardrobe meeting for RFK the morning after our dinner with Juanita and Hector. Since he was occupied, I decided to hang out for a couple of hours with my old friend Andrew Ellis. I invited him over to our house for a brunch which I cooked. That was so much easier than trying to go out someplace without getting mobbed. I had not seen Andrew in a couple of months and was a little stunned by his looks when he showed up. He had ditched his glasses, changed his hair style, and re

On Friday night Brant and I went to Juanita and Hector’s apartment for a few drinks and dinner. Beforehand, I was a little nervous about how Juanita would react to seeing us after we’d been sucking Hector’s wienie and vice versa. Juanita answered the door looking radiant and beautiful in her simple, low-cut tee shirt. She immediately drew both of us into a warm, tight hug as she kissed each of us on the cheek. After all that warmth, she stepped back so we could come insid

At our script meeting on Friday, Hector asked to speak privately with Brant, me, and David Dawson, our director. While everyone else was taking a short break, David pulled us aside and asked him what he wanted to discuss. “Well,” Hector said rather shyly. “Umm, we’ve filmed two scenes so far.” “You mean sex scenes,” David clarified. “Uhm, yes.” “Yes?” David asked cautiously. “Well, gee, David,” Hector said with exasperation. “I think Ricky looks like a real ass.”

Thanks, @dboggs9700! This one was a fun chapter. I'm glad you enjoyed it and found it ... stimulating!

“Are you guys ready?” David Dawson asked Hector and me. We glanced at each other and both nodded our heads. Hector gave me a shy grin. “Okay, then. Off with the robes!” We complied, handing them to Rachoud who scooted out of the bedroom. David thanked him and then addressed us. “Hector, get into the doorway and, Sky, take your place where you start into the room. Embrace, kiss, then move as a unit into the bedroom.” A minute later, the lights were on and the scene ma

Unfortunately, my scene with Hector was not to be filmed until Friday so I had to be a good celibate little boy for the whole week. My husband rather enjoyed the blowjobs he received in lieu of fucking that week. Brant and I filmed a couple of scenes in our apartment and in a restaurant on Monday and Tuesday and the whole film seemed to be progressing at a good pace. Our new cameraman got over his jitters about seeing naked men kissing, sucking cock, and butt-fucking and began to find i

Unfortunately for Brant (and perhaps Hector, too), the incendiary scene between the two studs ended with Ricky’s comment that he wanted to give a BJ to Marty. I think we all knew that would eventually happen. Just not quite yet. On the weekend, Brant and I hosted a Sunday afternoon cook-out in our backyard for the cast of Living Large. We invited Brodie and Rachel, Juanita and Hector, David Dawson and his wife Felicity Wilson, Harold Gillespie and his husband Frank Yountz, Tammy Emerson

I'm glad some of my favorite readers are liking the inclusion of Hector with Bransky. It's definitely a little bit delicate, but it feels quite real to me. It's my goal to make it real to every reader, too. Ken

Mom’s, I mean Rachel’s, first scenes were filmed a couple of days later and unveiled her character’s rather suggestive fashion sense which was, of course, not inconsistent with her character’s dating habits. Her blue leather outfit was so, uhm, unusual that it was captured by some paparazzi out front and made both Variety and The Enquirer the next week. Not to be outdone, Juanita’s producers also ran the photo on the next edition of Hollywood Weekly. It was the first proof that the production