A Private Screening
Several members of a film studio get to watch the results of their work, and enjoy it immensely. :3
This story was written for Gamerfox as part of my themed Patreon request day for the month of September 2018. The theme this month was "Showtime" and the story contains sexual acts between a trio of men and a woman, all consenting adults. :3
A Private Screening
"You're a loose canon, Drake!"
The vaporeon police captain might have been smaller than the huge burly dragonite standing before him, but that didn't stop Drake from taking a slight step back as the water type slammed both his fists down on the desk.
"You went into that building without backup, you broke countless protocols and... dammit, Drake, you could have gotten yourself killed! You do that again, and I'm gonna take your badge and gun right here, right fucking now!"
Drake's eyes widened, and he pulled off his trilby, pressing it to his chest earnestly.
"Captain Bronson, you... you can't do that. You know how I work, and it gets results!"
The vaporeon growled and rose up from his desk, and to Drake's shock he leapt up onto it to bring his smaller form level with the huge dragonite's own, face to face, eye to eye. He grabbed Drake by the collar and dragged him forward until their faces were almost touching.
"Results don't mean dick if you're dead, Drake. And I can't sit by and just let that happen. You have so much to live for. There are so many more lives you could save by being a smarter version of the brilliant cop you are. So many friends who'd miss you. Goddammit Drake. You have me. Am I not worth living for?!"
For a few moments the two figures stood frozen, silent except for the captain's ragged breathing and the ticking of an old clock against one wall of the dimly lit office's interior. Then, a split-second later, Drake was grabbing the captain by the shoulders and wrenching him off the desk. Throwing him against the nearest wall and pinning him there not angrily, but with a wild, feverish kiss as they began to tear one another's clothes off.
"I need you, Drake. I...I fucking love you!"
The captain moaned as he dragged down Drake's pinstriped trousers with his feet, pulling the dragonite's linen briefs down with them and exposing his tight ass and huge, already engorged cock.
"Oh, Captain. Oh god, Jack. You said we couldn't be together. You said that..."
Drake tried to moan in confusion, but his voice trailed off into a cry of pleasure as the vaporeon wrapped one arm and both legs around the far larger, stronger male, and brought his bare ass to rest against the tip of Drake's cock as he guided it up to meet with his hungry pucker.
"I know what I said, but a life of hiding how we feel from a world that isn't ready for a pair of gay cops is better than a life watching you risk your life because you feel like no-one cares enough about you to save it! At least this way, we don't have to hide it from each other. After today? After this..."
The vaporeon shuddered as he began to wriggle and push himself down upon the dragonite's thick cock, grunting, whimpering and throwing his head back in pleasure.
"...after this, we'll both have something, someone to live for... t-today, and for the rest of our lives!"
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"Dude. You... you fucking knocked that scene out of the park!"
Donny's eyes widened as he heard Jun whisper in his ear, the vaporeon turning his head just in time to intercept the dragonite's lips pecking gently against his own. A moment later a strong hand slid across one of the vaporeon's smooth blue thighs, and wrapped itself around Donny's exposed, erect cock as it teased the water type pokemon's own hand out of the way. Blushing, moaning as his co-star began to jerk him off and kissed him gently once again, Donny tried to shake his head with a degree of modesty. Truth be told though, they had both been absolutely on fire that day. This was one of the best scenes either of them had ever put out in terms of acting, and as they watched their bodies on the screen crash into the desk and sweep a heavy typewriter off it onto the floor as they began to fuck more vigorously, neither male could deny that it was one of the hottest sex scenes either of them had recorded too.
"We both did a kickass job. So... if you wanna praise me? How about you let me climb up onto your lap, a-and... ah, and let me remember what it felt like to have you inside me while we were recording this movie."
Donny and Jun were professionals. They were friends who happened to be porn stars, not partners or lovers in any official capacity. And yet, more and more often lately they had found themselves indulging one another off-set almost as much as on. More and more frequently they found themselves drawn to one another's bodies not for professional reasons but because they wanted to feel that other pokemon's flesh against theirs, the heat of their breath and the firmness of their rock hard cock, the rich stickiness of their cum. Shuffling out of his seat as Jun growled and nodded, Donny slipped between the dragonite's spread legs and positioned himself in front of his friend's lap. He felt a hand grasp his hips and guide him back, while another gently wrapped itself around his muzzle to muffle his frantic cries and allow their shared howling from on screen to fill their ears instead as Jun began to press his huge cock deep into the vaporeon's well practised, needy back passage.
Three rows back, blushing as her eyes darted from the screen to the actors themselves getting increasingly enthused and involved in watching their own performance, Garnet breathed heavily as she delighted in her presence here. It was rare that the admin staff were invited to occasions like this, to unofficial pre-release screenings of new movies normally put on solely for some visiting VIPs or for any members of the cast who wanted to show off their latest work to another actor or director with whom they were hoping to work in the future. Thankfully she had a connection to someone on the crew, someone who had not only clued her in to this impromptu screening, but insisted that she come as his guest, since he had been the camera operator for this scene and almost every other erotic scene in the movie.
"Oh... oh god, Ace..."
The three men in the room with her were naked, Ace preferring to work nude on the studio's clothing optional sets and rarely donning them until it came time to clock out for the day. Of course the stars themselves rarely bothered putting on clothes unless they wanted to make it clear they were neither working nor in the mood for anything akin to work, but the torracat had come to work that day in her usual attire. She was still wearing most of it, though she'd unbuttoned enough of her shirt and teased aside one cup of her bra to expose a firm, swollen nipple that was currently being teased by two of her fingers, and as she glanced to the chair on her left she saw her panties dangling off its edge. Her eyelids fluttered, and she let loose another breathy moan as her hips rocked forward, legs spread to allow the typhlosion kneeling between them full, unrestricted access as his head lay hidden beneath her skirt while his tongue flicked repeatedly at her throbbing, sensitive clit.
Honestly, Garnet didn't know where to look. The screen itself where Captain Bronson was being railed over the edge of his desk by the man he loved, the front row of the screening room where the vaporeon actor was bouncing and whimpering astride the dragonite's cock as they too stared up at themselves on screen, or directly in front of her where the handsome, naked typhlosion was eagerly eating her out. She had always gotten a thrill from her job, and shamelessly the torracat had made full use of her access to the porn studio's footage in the past to make her time at work infinitely more enjoyable. But never until recently had she imagined herself getting so involved in this kind of stuff, in the side of the studio's life and all the people, all the unabashedly free love which made anyone who was involved in production for this studio the envy of anyone and everyone in the rest of the nation's adult entertainment industry.
And yet here she was, pussy drooling, clit aching as hot breath and a rough wet tongue lashed it repeatedly, watching a brand new movie seen by no other eyes beyond the crew and the editing team themselves, and at the same time getting a live show from its two stars, though by the looks of things they'd all but forgotten that Ace and Garnet were even here with them. The torracat shuddered happily. She had to take full advantage of these opportunities. She had to seize them while they were being offered to her, because truth be told she had no idea how long this incredible luck could hold out, and she didn't ever want to look back on this time of her life and wonder what might have been had she just been a little more adventurous.
"Ace. Ahh... Ace, please. Stop. Just for a... a-aahh, for a second. Please stop."
She pushed Ace gently away from her pussy, gurgling and barely holding back a shriek as he reluctantly allowed himself to be teased away but not before securing his lips around her clit and applying intense, albeit momentary suction to that hyper-sensitive nub. He grinned up at her as his face appeared from beneath her skirt, the typhlosion's muzzle glistening somewhat with a mixture of his saliva and her arousal. The torracat nibbled on her bottom lip, and as the handsome figure kneeling before her looked curiously, playfully up into her lustfully burning eyes, she reached down between her legs, pulled her skirt back to expose her pussy and soft furred crotch entirely, and used her fingers to spread herself wide open before Ace's gaze.
"Fuck me. Like that..."
She nodded to the screen, and to the front row, where both Captain Bronson and Donny himself were leaning back in his office chair and one of the theatre's seats respectively with Drake and Jun looming over him, pumping his hips urgently against the vaporeon while the smaller figure's arms and legs clutched and quivered wildly around him. On the screen the camera zoomed in on the vaporeon's face, and watched as his eyes rolled back, his muzzle opening up in a frenzied, uncontrollable wail of pure ecstasy as the dragonite fucked him harder and deeper still. Garnet whined, and nodded feverishly as Ace glanced over his shoulder at the screen while pulling himself to his feet, leaning forward over her as the torracat scooted her pussy to the edge of the seat and locked her knees around the larger, stronger fire-type's buttocks.
"Officer Garnet. I... I might not be the crack detective that Drake is..."
Ace whispered playfully to Garnet as he pressed his own erect, straining cock to her already soaking wet pussy, groaning happily as he felt her arms wrap tightly around his back and pull him down against her harder and faster.
"...but I still know exactly how to crack this case. The case of the missing orgasms, and... well, I think I know exactly where to find them."
He grinned as he kissed Garnet on the tip of her nose. She whimpered, giggled and nodded, and then the typhlosion's cock was sliding into her. Then her walls were clamping fiercely down around him as he started to fuck her, and as Detective Drake roared on screen and Donny wailed in ecstasy in the front row, Garnet continued to watch, to listen, and to scream in ecstasy of her very own as Ace's cock began to solve that erotic mystery not just once... but over, and over again.
By Jeeves
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