KKirk

I'm so glad to hear that, @Carybr! I enjoy adding suitable photos to all the chapters, so I hope you will now be able to enjoy them, too! Thanks for being with us on this epic!

Hi @Carybr. When I checked the posted version, I still see all the photos. That makes me think the issue is somehow on your end. Has anyone else viewed this chapter and not seen photos? Please let me know if that's the case. I hope you can find the problem, @Carybr. Are you seeing photos in other chapters?

Dear @Leo622, @akascrubber, @VBlew, @Richian, @dboggs9700, @quietguy49, @chris191070, @Modified Cub, @Gary L, and everyone who has commented on this story as it has been posted: I've never had so much positive feedback to the ramblings of my wanton mind. You have given me so many wonderful moments in reading your very kind thoughts and often intriguing ideas that my internal drive to create these stories is now soaring in the clouds. Hopefully, I will be able to draw strength and creativity from these thoughts and ideas. I hope I will be able to turn out many more stories that will bring you wonderful readers great pleasure and maybe some interesting "new" ideas to ponder. I am hard at work on the sequel to Sky and Brant's story. I estimate I'm about 80% of the way but I want to complete it before I start posting so I can post it as rapidly as this site allows. Thanks again. I am so humbled by your generous comments. Have a wonderful summer! With Great Affection, Kenneth Kirk

Five Months Later July 2, 2021, was going to be the best day of my entire life. I just knew it. It was my wedding day. The date Brant and I would celebrate every year for as long as God gives us life. Even though it was a Friday, we opted for a late afternoon wedding by the side of Mom and Dad’s pool with the minister and the wedding party in the gazebo and the intimate wedding party spread out below us in clusters according to people’s pandemic isolation bubbles. It made for a s

Hey, @akascrubber, isn't that what THIS is? Just checking. 😉 Ken

Two Months Later January 2021 brought mixed emotions to me. On the one hand, we were nearing the end of the filming for Stronger Than Ever and I was very enthusiastic about the eventual quality of the film. It seemed to me destined to be a great drama that would endure the test of time. On the other hand, rehearsals for South Beach Shenanigans began immediately after New Year’s with filming on location in Miami Beach beginning on January 15. So, Brant was off to Florida on the 16

David Dawson, through his assistant Tammy, had been keeping us informed with a weekly email to update us on the status of post production on Laying Low, but the day before Thanksgiving, the message was an inquiry to see if Brant, Dad, and I would be available for a pre-screening of the film on the afternoon of December 12 with a Christmas dinner to follow. Fortunately, we were all available, so the studio made the arrangements. The day of the screening and party, Brant and I lazed around

Mom's appearance on Hollywood Weekly with Juanita Montez went quite well. Their agreement was that the segment would strictly focus on the effects of the COVID lockdown on the life of Rachel Hughes and Juanita kept to that agreement perfectly. They talked about stopping the filming process in the middle of an episode of the show, the adjustment of going from a hard-working major TV star's schedule to the life of leisure, the effect on family life, and Mom's expectations for getting back to wor

Dinner with Mom, Dad, and Brant was fun and enlightening as we talked about the status of work after 6 months of Hollywood shutdown. Mom’s show, Beauty Pageant, was anticipating a return to production in early September. They’d altered some scripts for the first few episodes in order to allow them to film without large groups, as you tend to have at a beauty pageant, of course. It was all somewhat tentative, but the producers assured cast and crew they would be ready to go as soon as re

When he came over to swim the next day, Brant was quite well dressed for a swim date. When I opened the front door, he looked like a summertime icee to me in his light-weight seersucker jacket. I smiled and said in a sultry voice, “You look good enough to eat, babe!” He laughed. “Umm,” he said thoughtfully. With a twinkle in his dark eyes, he said, “Okay.” “Come on inside then.” He stepped into my body for a hug and a kiss. Damn, that felt really good! I took h

Life settled quickly into a much slower pace than our time spent filming at Clair Eagle Lake. The first few days, I was unsure how to handle myself. What did I do all day before? Before Laying Low. Before Brant. We usually texted a few times a day and often talked once in the afternoon and once before bedtime, so I felt secure in our feelings for each other. However, after being together almost 24-7 for 7 weeks, I missed the visual interactions with him – his handsome face, his sexy body,

Thursday morning, Kenny and Max loaded up all the cameras into the van while Cole and Rita added their sound equipment to the mix. Over our waffles, David told us to plan for a bit of a party at dinner. After breakfast the camera and sound crew all disappeared with the van and the director to get more scenic shots and record some of the sounds in the forest to use as incidentals for weaving the scenes together and building a strong visual and aural experience for the audiences. Brant and

Brant and I, along with Cole and Max, took our normal run on Monday morning. We don’t usually talk much while running, but both the crew members were still rather effervescent in their comments about our interview so there were many remarks about how erotic and sexy our scenes have been. I wasn't entirely sure, but I thought either of them would say yes immediately if offered a BJ or a butt to fuck. After the run and our showers, we went to the main cabin for breakfast and encountered sev

I ignored the chirping of my cell phone as I stared open-mouthed at Brant. “I cannot believe you said all that and even kissed me!” He chuckled. “God, I haven’t had that much fun not involving my dick in years!” I laughed. “You realize 99% of the world now thinks you’re gay, right?” “Gay for you, my dear, not for just anyone.” “Yes. By the way, you were so sweet!” “I was being very truthful in what I said.” “I know, babe. That’s why it means so much to me.” My

Believe it or not, Brant and I had some non-sexual scenes to film on Friday and Saturday. The whole time was fun and relaxed as we came nearer to the end of the filming. I purposely didn’t think about the end of the shoot because I knew life would seem boring and sterile after this. Of course, we were all anticipating the appearance of Brant and me on Hollywood Weekly Sunday at 8 p.m. We had a relaxed and restful day which included a short meeting with David and the producers via a Zoom

Time flowed like molasses in Antarctica for me as we moved through Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday while I waited for my next scene with Brant. He and I spent an hour or so alone on our balcony each evening and that was time for us to catch up on mundane topics such as how that day’s shoot had gone or what the others were doing as well as to build some tentative future for ourselves. I wasn’t convinced that Brant had turned gay for me, so felt that whatever romantic relationship we might have, it

The next morning was Saturday, but Brant and I were up at our usual 6:00 time. I was very tempted to snuggle with him in the warm cocoon of my bed, but soon thought better of it. We had stuff to do. After a warm hug (no kiss – morning breath), I sent him to his room to get ready for our jog. “What, no morning blow-job?” he protested. “Not today, but maybe when we’ve wrapped the shoot and are back in L.A.” He grinned and rubbed the stiffy filling out those cute briefs. “There’s

@Philippe, thank you for this very intriguing thought process. Although I am not Bi (Gold Star Queer here), I tend to think there are many variations on Bi. After all it is everything between a Kinsey 0 and a Kinsey 6, isn't it? So, I think some men are basically attracted to M and W more or less equally, some lean more in one direction or another, and some are open to sex with whomever they find attractive or whomever they love. Sometimes I think this last orientation would be the best. Anyhow, I do have an idea of Brant's place on the scale, but I don't want to share it now because I would like each reader to find his (or her) own perception concerning Brant. I wish we could get a dozen of our fellow readers together in a room to discuss this topic. I think it would be a very interesting evening. BTW, I'd love to hear from some of Brant's Bi fans on this. I'm not too old to learn some of the subtleties and nuances of Bi-dom. Thanks again, @Philippe!

The crew’s applause after our monumental simultaneous explosion of cum reminded us both that we were not alone in a private moment but, in fact, were on the set of a movie, at work, being observed and filmed by guys who had become our friends. My initial thought was to be embarrassed by realizing what they had seen, but I fought that reaction. What they had seen was the most intimate act of two humans and it was full of the beauty of love and connection. If they saw that, they would not be of

@CCinPS and @Modified Cub and several others: You guys make this such rewarding work! It's true there is no remuneration. But I feel rich from comments like these. This whole story has seemed organic to me. I've worked hard to make the writing worthy of a story that just really comes to me without me giving a lot of effort to plotting it or planning it. I had the premise and put the characters in the settings and let them go. Of all the couples I have written, I think Sky and Brant have the most chemistry. I like that they keep a sense of humor about it and both seem to have a "give it a chance and see where it goes" sort of attitude. Just so you know, there are a few more germs of stories in that Dark Web of my mind! Thank you all so much for being dedicated readers and so free with "paying" me so generously with your compliments. I hope my stories will always be worthy of them! Love you! Ken

I do get a little carried away from time to time, @akascrubber and @dboggs9700. I think the outtakes would make an excellent feature film by Kristen Bjorn or Lucas Entertainment (not to be confused with Lucasfilms). I suppose they could be assembled into a lucrative OnlyFans site also. Too bad it all lives in the Dark Web of my mind!

Brant and I followed David’s instructions and went to bed early in order to get a good night’s sleep. I readily admit I lay awake for quite a while choreographing in my mind the way I planned the deflowering of the beautiful Brant Kimber to happen on the set of Laying Low. He had convinced me he wants this as an element of our performances, but also as an element of our relationship, whatever it is destined to be. I decided I would take the time necessary to make sure his sphincter is as

I had no sooner hung up from talking to Brant when my phone chirped again. This was from Mom and Dad, so I answered enthusiastically, “Did you see Hollywood Weekly?” “We did,” Dad said. “Brant really did a great job of selling the movie,” Mom said admiringly. “Yes, he did,” I agreed. “The producers ought to give him a bonus for that. Juanita’s right. He just sold a ton of tickets with the titillation of getting to watch him and his gorgeous co-star getting it on.” “Is it

Holy fucking shit, indeed. Here is Brant telling me he’s falling in love with me. What happened to the uber-straight star of Conquering Heaven or the randy prince of Royal Sex Wars? “How can that be, Brant?” “Uhm, I don’t know really how it happened, but I do know it did.” I looked into his face, so full of sincerity and vulnerability. “You can’t fall in love with me. You’re straight!” He smiled and gave a mild chuckle. “I’ve always been straight; liked the ladies a lo

Our weekend off was a truly great time, especially the Saturday cruise on the lake. David said he would have driven us all back for a weekend in L.A. had it not been for COVID. “We can’t take 2 weeks for another quarantine before we come back together. I’m afraid we’re stuck with each other in our own little bubble until filming is complete.” “We completely understand,” Brant responded as the rest of us nodded or said, “Yeah.” “This is a great substitute for a weekend in L.A.,