My Steamy Story: jimmy é um jovem rapaz de corpo bonito ...

My Story Time:

Okay, so bestie, let me spill the tea on the wildest audition I’ve ever been a part of. Period. I walked into this boujee hotel suite, and there were two MILFs, Sarah and Chloe, looking like they just stepped out of a Real Housewives reunion. Iconic, but low-key intimidating.

It started totally normal. They had me do a cold read from the script—some basic emotional scene about a son reconnecting with his mom. Sheesh, I was trying to act all deep and shit. They were giving me notes, like “a little more vulnerable, Jimmy,” and I was like, “Bet.” The vibes were professional, no cap.

Then Sarah, the one with the killer blonde blowout, leans forward and is like, “So, Jimmy, the script has some nudity. Are you comfortable with that?” My stomach did a little flip, but I was like, “Yeah, for sure.” I was NOT for sure.

Chloe, the brunette with the ‘I-know-what-I-want’ energy, smiles and says, “Amazing. Why don’t you lose the jeans, keep the boxers? Let’s see what we’re working with.” Oof. I felt my face get hot, but I did it. I was standing there in just my grey boxer briefs, feeling so exposed. Sarah let out a soft “Sheesh” and said, “You have a beautiful young body, Jimmy. So… taut.”

Then came the kicker. Sarah says, “Let’s block the intimate scene. Just a simulation.” She gets on the bed and pats the space next to her. My heart was pounding. I laid down, and she started guiding me—my hand on her waist, her leg sliding between mine. But then her hand, which was supposed to be on my back, started drifting lower, her fingers tracing the waistband of my boxers. It was a… lot. I could feel myself getting hard, and I was so fucking embarrassed, praying they couldn’t tell.

That’s when Chloe, who had been watching like a hawk, stood up. “You know, Jimmy,” she said, her voice all sweet but her eyes were hungry. “The directors are really looking for commitment. A full-frontal nude scene is a major factor. It separates the boys from the men. Most guys your age won’t do it.”

I felt frozen. This was the point of no return. I took a shaky breath, hooked my thumbs in the elastic, and pushed my boxers down. The air felt cold on my bare skin. I was completely naked, my dick half-hard and on full display. They didn’t say a word for a solid ten seconds. They just… looked. Sarah bit her lip, and Chloe’s gaze was locked below my waist. The vibe in the room shifted from professional to straight-up predatory. The ‘normal’ questions they asked next were a blur; all I could feel was the heat of their stares on my naked body, my cock twitching under their silent, thirsty admiration. The transition was complete. I was no longer an actor at an audition. I was prey.