WARNING: NSFW content. Blood and violence.
INTRO: "I" am a Japanese GV director. L is mentioned, but does not appear directly.
This is a translation and the original version is in Chinese. My English is not perfect, but BB is such an unknown character to most people, so I tried my best.
The story is meant to explore his character, and the difference between the "L" BB acted out and the real L.
Chapter 1
Click.
The clapperboard closed, and the man began to perform.
Well, it's not accurate to call him a man. His body is between a teenager and a young man. His eyes are bigger than the average person, and his plump apple muscles give him an immature feeling, but he won't be the same as an immature child. The age displayed on the ID is 19 years old. Rue Ryuzaki.
The use of false identity is common in this field. Everyone has a stage name. However, Ryuzaki insisted on using the original name of "Ryuzaki". I have to say that he is very bold, or is he young and fearless? I don't care. As long as the cat catches mice it won't matter —the same is true for actors in this line of work. After the edited film is released, Ryuzaki can get the shares, so how much rewards he earns depent on his own efforts.
When I first met him, I turned him down without hesitation. Leaving aside how disrespectful it was to show up in casual clothes, a white T-shirt with an unbutton collar, anyone who sees his face—the sickly, emaciated face with the huge dark circles under the eyes—will declined his audition. I was worried that he would pass out during foreplay, because the thin body seemed so weak. A body in a sub-healthy state may arouse the audience's resentment, which is also one of the important reasons. He arrived unprepared, and making this decision was as casual as going to work in a convenience store on weekends. "Are you serious? Are you an adult?" "No pay is fine. Please let me act."
Ryuzaki bowed deeply, making his already overly curved spine look even more fragile. I grabbed his shoulders and helped him up. "I'm sorry to trouble you. Please." His tone was very sincere. Unlike pretending, his brows were drawn together, making his face even more haggard. Through the thin shirt, I felt his skeleton was hard and thin.
Well, not welcome by typical homo guys. However, may be spectacular among women's group. His unkempt, fuzzy bangs were stuck to his temples, and his eyes dark and sunken. That is the melancholy temperament that can make girls obsessed. If you can put this to good use…
"Okay. Okay, let me consider." I lightly supported his back, pretending to be hesitant.
"Unfortunately, we don't do any regular films but only GVs. You know right? Gay. " Yaoi, in fact. I expected to see his surprise or fear. But no, those dark eyes looked at me calmly. "Good,"
his voice was also indifferent. Again, I patted him on the shoulder lightly. I changed my tone and said sharply:
"Take off."
Ryuzaki undressed in front of a filming crew of about twenty people. His civilian clothes can be completely stripped off in less than ten seconds.
"Masturbation. Then put these on yourself. Vibrator, of course. Oil over there for stretching. Legs open a little more. Yes, hold this position and look at me."
Usually, I don't give porn actors this kind of audition when they're new to the scene. But there was something about Ryuzaki that was almost irritating. It may be his indifference to shooting erotic videos, his arrogance as a human being, and even at that time, his face is neither red nor rash, his movements are unhurried, and he has no shame of a boy his age. In the end, even though I was on the scene, his eyes were fixed on me, but people couldn't feel the emotion within, as if the heart had drifted away from the scene. Where is he looking at?
"Stop expanding." Ryuzaki could see that it was very difficult to eat two fingers, his face was tense due to discomfort, and his lips were pursed into a slit. Invasion of the third finger was impossible. But I changed my mind.
"Pick that up and push it in. Expanding is enough. Swallow it whole, now."
Cruel instructions. I knew that would only cause pain, but wanted to test his loyalty. A good actor has enough dedication to his career, even if his body is damaged, he is not afraid. If he retreats here, it means that he is not qualified. That's all.
There were two nipple clips on Ryuzaki's nipples, and his skin was dyed a lovely pink. When he heard this order, his eyes widened slightly, but it was still not enough to constitute surprise or fear. That's right, that expression. The more restrained you are, the more you can drive the audience crazy. My gaze moved with his hand, and I grabbed the prop, which was larger than the penis of an average adult and was extremely hideous for a child, and hold it up at his entrance. The hole was tensed by the foreign sensation.
"Insert." The command came with his sudden push.
"—!" It was utterly unforgettable of Ryuzaki's expression at that moment and it had a lingering aftertaste. The scream subconsciously suppressed, Ryuzaki's mouth stretched to the limit and his face suddenly losing blood color made me almost lose control at the scene.
To cover it up, I pulled a chair and sat down.
"I want to hear your voice." My face was also tense, with a mixture of sullenness and coldness shining, "Also, show your shame. It won't please the audience, you suck."
As a result, Ryuzaki showed a humiliated expression on his face. A blush spread from the side of the cheek to the base of the ear, and at the same time he began to fuck with the larger-than-normal cock, his ass sizzling with the mixture of oil and body fluid. The pain also spread across his face, and a weak moan escaped from his mouth. After a while, his disheveled hair was soaked in cold sweat, and he swayed back and forth at a constant frequency. The feeling of pain and enjoyment was played by him very well, as long as the camera did not move down, to shoot the dildo going in and out from his hole, his soft pink penis hidden in the dense bushes. Anyone who watches will be delighted, and can't wait to see more, even if it means tearing him apart, dissecting him from the inside, and thrusting his own real cock into the fiercely defiant cunthole.
I regretted, but with some joy, I saw that Ryuzaki did not have an erection from the beginning to the end. The stick was pulled out, bringing out a smear of blood. Red. The inside must be torn, or aching from overstimulation.
Ryuzaki was still wearing a lewd and debauched mask just now, but he stood up and put on his clothes and jeans as if nothing had happened, as if the people around him never existed. In just thirty seconds, the aftertaste of sex disappeared from his face. He bowed to me again.
"Through the performance just now, I have proved to you my ability and determination." His voice—is still so calm. It's just that after moaning in pain, it became hoarse. "Please let me act."
This guy…
Looking at his thin shoulders, I was a little afraid to keep filming. There might be a monster hiding inside this guy.
"Are you doubting my talent?"
He looked up at me, his dark eyes were large and lifeless. He wasn't saying it in a sarcastic tone, but I recognized the challenge.
"No, no." For a moment, he narrowed his eyes, and there was a killing intent in those eyes. I took a step back. When I went to look again, Ryuzaki was already smiling modestly. It's an illusion. I touched my temples which were wet with cold sweat. "You have been selected, Ryuzaki-san." I actually called the little kid with a honorific "san". "This is my business card. Send your contact information direcly to my email. I will contact you, when you are needed. As for the pay.."
"No need." Ryuzaki didn't even blink his eyes. "I have limited time and I can't wait. I have a few days. I can do any role, in any film and any genre. Please don't worry."
That wasn't so much urging as it was an extremely arrogant speech. His extreme ignorance, and his humble expression formed a distinct contrast, which surprised me. At the same time, it was indeed interesting - if not infuriating.
When Ryuzaki left, I observed his gait. The leisurely and lazy pace was not like a student, not like an office worker who has just entered the society, but like some young fuerdais who have a good life and have leisure to go out to play. But he is slovenly. And, if it wasn't for the money, I couldn't imagine any reason to shoot porn.
…"So there's actually one, in recent days. Well, it's for you. A story about a down-and-out painter and a local dandy, light eroticism, no compulsion. I mean, if he kisses you, you Just kiss back. If he hugs you, you hug him back. The painter loves him deeply. However, the story is not as simple as I said, the twist, the climax – these are all necessary. I want you to accept each other completely, and make it with the most natural response."
"I am that young master?"
"No. You're the artist. There's no one better than you. Shave off your privates. Smooth your hair—wait, no need. Just keep it that way."
"…"
"Looking forward to your performance." I still have a hard time with the previous title, so I am correcting it here. "Ryuzaki."
