The tragic story of a handsome young idol star becoming a gay porn actor

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A Tragic Account of a Handsome Idol Star's Path to Becoming a G-Film Actor

Part 1: On the Set of a Sunday's Filming
The afternoon sun at two o'clock on Sunday was still dazzlingly bright. Idol star Lin Zhaoyang, wearing sunglasses, was driving his car into the underground parking lot of a building in the East District. His fair cheeks were slightly flushed from the heat, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
After quickly parking the car, Zhaoyang took off his sunglasses, took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his face, finally revealing a handsome, fair face and a pair of bright, captivating eyes. He opened his black backpack, took out his makeup supplies, and quickly and skillfully touched up his makeup. Two minutes later, Zhaoyang was ready, opened the car door, got out, locked the door behind him, slung his backpack over his shoulder, and hurried towards the elevator, putting his sunglasses back on as he went.
Zhaoyang was about 180 centimeters tall. Although not particularly muscular, he had a fit physique, a handsome face, and a fresh, charming appearance. His long, slender legs, accentuated by his blue skinny jeans, made him appear even more attractive. Especially his pair of clear, bright, almost ethereal eyes and shoulder-length hair, his student-like pure appearance captivated countless men and women of all ages, particularly teenagers who were deeply fascinated by him. Debuting at eighteen, he filmed over ten movies and commercials in three years, all achieving considerable critical and commercial success. By twenty, he was hailed by the media as a rising star, and his youth idol drama "Summer Beach" became a sensation across mainland China, Taiwan, and Hong Kong.
Unfortunately, just as he was rapidly rising to fame, his beloved father tragically passed away in a car accident, forcing him to halt his acting career for nearly a year. As he recovered from his grief and prepared to make a comeback, the domestic film market was in a slump; not only were there no box office hits, but he couldn't even make a single movie. Previously, his influential father had managed everything for him, but now that his father was gone, he lacked the financial means to hire a good agent, and he had to rely entirely on himself. Despite his youthful good looks, the sluggish film market makes it incredibly difficult for a handsome man like him, without a strong background, to find suitable acting opportunities. Like most movie stars, he had to take on cameo roles in television dramas first, but without any outstanding performances.
Last month, through a friend's introduction, he learned that a wealthy businessman was funding a film production. Through his friend's recommendation, Zhao Yang was cast as the male lead. Zhao Yang was overjoyed, although he didn't particularly like the somewhat bland script, he still signed the contract.
The film depicts a naive young man fresh out of school who, through trials and tribulations in a treacherous society, eventually grows into a powerful figure, becoming a respected entrepreneur. Filming has been underway for over a week, and although his co-stars are all newcomers, they've gotten along quite well. Last night, he worked until 3 a.m., slept soundly, and woke up to bright sunshine, rushing to film the next scene.
Entering the elevator, Zhao Yang carefully examined his appearance in the mirror one last time, while thinking about the scene he was to film today. Today's scene was about to begin when, shortly after starting his new job, he was lured into the office and sodomized by his domineering and extremely perverted boss after changing clothes at the end of the day. This was the part of the script he was most dissatisfied with. Although it didn't require him to undress, considering he had mostly filmed period dramas in recent years, such a perverse plot might damage his pure and innocent image, so he was initially extremely reluctant to accept it. However, the big boss who was paying for the film emphasized that this was the most crucial part of the entire production, a key plot point for the boy's transformation of his worldview, and absolutely could not be taken lightly. Moreover, he added that such homosexual scenes were trivial in modern society and nothing to be ashamed of. He thought it made sense and stopped insisting.
The elevator stopped on the first floor, and several people entered. Although he was wearing sunglasses, one of the young girls recognized him and started pointing and whispering about him. He was already used to this and ignored it, pretending nothing was wrong. However, there was still something bothering him: the character who was supposed to rape him in today's scene was being played by the big boss's brother in a cameo role. Zhao Yang felt that this middle-aged man, whom everyone called Xiong Ge, always liked to come to the film set and meddle in everything, and was completely unprofessional when it came to movies, yet he was being offered a cameo role; what disgusted him even more was that Xiong Ge was short and ugly, and working with him on this scene would definitely be a very unpleasant experience.
As he was thinking, the elevator reached the sixteenth floor, and he slipped out of the elevator and walked into the Judong Trading Company on the right, which was also Xiong Ge's company. They were taking advantage of the weekend when no one was working to film there. As soon as Zhaoyang entered, he heard the production assistant, Xiao Chen, shout, "Coming! Coming! We can start filming!"
Zhaoyang took off his sunglasses and apologized profusely to the approaching director, "Sorry, Director, I overslept."
The director was quite nice, putting on his signature smile, "It's okay, sleep a little longer, you'll look even better on camera!"
Xiong Ge, holding a phone in his left hand and a half-smoked cigarette from his mouth with his right, looked impatient: "What the hell? You're only arriving now? Acting like a big shot! I've been waiting impatiently for ages!"
The director quickly smoothed things over, saying, "It's not late at all, let's start filming now, we can finish in two hours!" Then he called out to Xiao Chen, "Xiao Chen! Call Aji to help Zhaoyang with his makeup! Dongdong! Get the equipment ready!"
Zhaoyang had been to this place once before, so he ignored Xiong Ge and went to a room inside. He saw Aji tidying up his costume. When Aji saw Zhaoyang come in, he said, "Hurry up and get your makeup done, or Xiong Ge will start nagging again."
The makeup artist was a trusted partner of the director, and everyone called him Aji. Most of the crew members on this set were relatives and friends. The director was Xiong Ge's sworn brother; the cinematographer was the director's younger brother, named Dongdong; the lighting technician was the director's fellow villager's son, Aji's cousin, named Aqiang. Aji used to be a professional stylist at a hair salon, so he did a pretty good job with makeup and was quite dedicated. He was also very friendly to Zhaoyang. In no time, he had transformed Zhaoyang into a charming and youthful young man.
The costume consisted of a simple white cotton short-sleeved shirt, its fitted cut highlighting Zhao Yang's well-developed, muscular chest and abs. His thick, flowing hair cascaded coolly over his shoulders. Following current fashion trends, the top black button on his chest was undone, subtly revealing a hint of his muscular physique. He wore black casual shorts that hugged his firm hips. While called shorts, they seemed excessively short, barely covering his knees and leaving only about seven or eight centimeters from his thighs.
This length would undoubtedly be uncomfortable when sitting or bending over, causing a bulge in his hips – likely a deliberate attempt by the director to create a sexy effect. However, paired with a pair of sophisticated black high-top sneakers, Zhao Yang unconsciously straightened his posture, pulling in his stomach and lifting his buttocks, which ironically accentuated his youthful, shapely physique and long, hairy legs. The entire costume was tastefully coordinated from head to toe, perfectly suited to Zhao Yang's slightly slender build. He exuded an alluring youthful energy, perfectly embodying the image of a pure and masculine student working odd jobs.
Zhao Yang, looking radiant, walked out, and the production assistant, Xiao Chen, quickly handed him a glass of mineral water and gave him the script for the scene to review. Zhao Yang took the script and flipped back to the unsettling scene. Although he had read it many times and memorized the lines perfectly, his heart was still pounding, his face felt hot, and his palms were sweating nervously. After all, it was his first time filming a scene like this. The crew was still busy setting up the equipment and adjusting the lights; it would probably be another ten minutes or so before filming. Zhao Yang took a deep breath, drank most of his water to calm himself, and continued reviewing the script and memorizing his lines.
Everything was ready, and the director called him to get ready for the shot. Zhao Yang put down the script and, following the director's instructions, continued filming yesterday's scenes. First, they filmed the scene where he receives an internal call from his boss at his desk. Although a little nervous, he remained relatively calm, and the scene was okay after only two takes. Next, they filmed the scene where he knocks on the door and enters the boss's office, followed by a short break. The crew then went into the boss's office to set up the equipment and lighting.
During this time, Zhaoyang didn't dare look at Xiong Ge, yet he always felt Xiong Ge's burning gaze fixed on him. During breaks, his heart pounded even harder, and he felt dizzy. He kept telling himself, "It's nothing, it's not like I was really raped." Even so, the thought of Xiong Ge's face still made him tremble with nervousness.
Seeing this, the director came over and patted him on the shoulder, comforting him, "Zhaoyang! It's okay, there's always a first time, you'll get used to it."
Soon everything was ready again. Xiong Ge was already seated behind the desk that was originally hers. Under the scorching light, Zhaoyang's mood calmed down slightly. After all, what could he do under everyone's watchful eyes? Besides the photographer, director, and Xiong Ge, the other staff members were watching from outside the room.
The director shouted, "Come on, get ready, five, four, three, two, q!"
Zhao Yang timidly stepped onto Xiong Ge's desk. "Boss, is there something you need?" Zhao Yang's clear, slightly shy voice sounded so alluring to Xiong Ge.
Xiong Ge propped his legs up on the desk, his eyes fixed on Zhao Yang's slightly protruding crotch, and said while smoking, "What, am I that old? Calling me 'boss'?"
Zhao Yang quickly replied, "No, no, I'm sorry, I'm a little nervous."
Xiong Ge said, "You're not used to the company yet, are you?"
"It's alright! Thank you for taking care of me, boss." Zhao Yang recited his lines, remembering that he should look at Xiong Ge with his clear eyes.
Xiong Ge still had that repulsive, annoying look. "What are you talking about? How can I say I'm taking care of you!" His lewd gaze slid down from Zhao Yang's chest to his slender waist, lingered on his flat stomach for a moment, and then landed on his two straight, beautiful legs and bare ankles.
"Cut!" the director suddenly yelled. "Zhaoyang, act a little reserved but not too scared."
Xiong Ge stood up and deliberately let a document on the table slip to the floor, landing right behind Zhaoyang. Zhaoyang had no choice but to turn around and bend down to pick it up, which was exactly what Xiong Ge had designed and hoped for. The moment Zhaoyang bent down, his shorts could no longer conceal his cleavage, revealing his thighs and half of his buttocks, barely covered by his underwear. Although Zhaoyang was always very careful to keep his legs together, from Xiong Ge's angle, he could still see the slightly protruding genitals covered by the narrow white underwear under his firm buttocks.
Zhaoyang turned back and put the document on the table. At this moment, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and the dizziness became more pronounced. But he still insisted on following the director's instructions and trying his best to portray the feeling of a naive young man who had just arrived. As he recited his lines, he thought about the rape scene he was going to film later, and his legs felt weak.
Xiong Ge casually took the documents Zhao Yang handed him. "Thank you! Mr. Lin, what's wrong? You don't look well."
Zhao Yang replied casually, "It's nothing." His eyes were downcast, staring at his toes. His mind was a complete blank; he couldn't recall this line from the script.
Suddenly, Xiong Ge stood up, forcefully slammed his cigarette into the ashtray, and stepped forward to support him, saying, "Mr. Lin, why don't you rest here for a bit?"
In his dazed state, Zhao Yang suddenly remembered a line and replied, "No, I'll just go back to my seat and rest."
Unexpectedly, Xiong Ge suddenly grabbed his shoulders and half-pushed, half-pulled him to sit on the sofa. Zhao Yang was startled: "Boss! What are you doing?!"
Xiong Ge grinned wickedly, "Seeing how tired you are, I, as the boss, am considerate of my employee and want to make you feel better!"
"No need! I'd better leave!" Zhao Yang got up to leave. Xiong Ge pinned Zhao Yang firmly to the sofa: "You can't leave now!"
Zhao Yang struggled: "No, boss, how can you do this! No...no..." His handsome face flushed red.
Xiong Ge grinned lewdly: "You don't want it? I'll do it anyway, haha!" He used his knees to pin Zhao Yang's calves down, immobilizing him, while simultaneously reaching inside Zhao Yang's shirt to grope his legs.
Zhao Yang, startled by the violation, cried out angrily, "What are you doing!"
Xiong Ge laughed: "What am I doing?! Doing you! You're so handsome and charming, what else could I be doing?" With that, Xiong Ge ripped off the other half of Zhao Yang's shirt, revealing his muscular shoulders. Under the bright lights of the camera, his delicate skin shone brightly white. He then ripped open half of Zhao Yang's shirt, the black buttons scattering with a "clatter," instantly revealing Zhao Yang's fair, rosy skin and the strong, well-developed chest and abdominal muscles he usually honed at the gym. Exposed to the crowd, everyone present was incredibly excited to see the handsome young idol star half-naked. Although Zhao Yang was slender, his healthy and shapely physique was well-proportioned. His two small, pink nipples, hardened by sudden tension, were erect, causing hearts to race. Zhao
Yang was terrified, his mind suddenly clearing. He sensed something was amiss; this was completely different from the original script. Yet, he couldn't muster any strength and could only desperately plead, "Brother Xiong, you can't do this! It's not like this in the script! You can't bully me!"
To his surprise, Brother Xiong retorted, "You brat! You never even give me a second glance. Today I'll show you who's paying you to be your boss!" It was a line from the script. In a panic, Zhao Yang turned to the director and shouted, "Director, save me!"
Unexpectedly, the director, with his usual signature smile, said, "It's alright, Zhao Yang, this acting is very realistic!"
Zhao Yang didn't have time to think, struggling to writhe and try to break free from Xiong Ge's grasp, but somehow, he couldn't muster any strength. Taking advantage of the situation, Xiong Ge impatiently pounced on Zhao Yang, reaching behind his back to unbuckle his belt.
Zhao Yang panicked, crying out the names of the other crew members, "Xiao Chen, A Ji, A Qiang, Xiao Liang! Come save me!" But no matter how much he cried and shouted, no one came to help him. Meanwhile, Dong Dong continued filming without a care, capturing the entire scene on film.
Zhao Yang had never expected to be half-naked in front of everyone in this situation, and to be filmed. Terrified, he forgot to cry out; his mind was blank, and he didn't know what to do.
Having succeeded, Xiong Ge gave Zhao Yang no time to think. Showing no mercy, he vigorously kneaded Zhao Yang's chest with one hand, his fingers constantly pinching and twisting the small, rosy nipple, while his mouth sucked hard on the other nipple. Poor Zhao Yang's delicate nipples seemed about to burst under Xiong Ge's forceful kneading.
The intense stimulation and pain made Zhao Yang scream. He raised his arms, trying desperately to push Xiong Ge away, but his usual strength had vanished. Lacking any physical strength, he was no match for the powerful Xiong Ge; his fierce struggles only made him feel like he was embracing Xiong Ge's head.
Xiong Ge inhaled deeply for a while, then looked up: "Wow! That's amazing, the little grapes are so hot! Nobody's ever done this before, right? It's only when sucking on a pure little brother like you that it's so satisfying! Mmm...so fragrant! I'm going to suck out milk!"
At this moment, Zhao Yang's whole body was weak, but his mind was still clear. However, there seemed to be a strange itchy feeling running through his body, which made him involuntarily twist his body slightly, and his eyes gradually became hazy, revealing a hazy lewd expression in his pureness. Xiong Ge couldn't help but feel even more aroused, and he secretly felt proud. He leaned down to kiss Zhao Yang's cherry lips. Zhao Yang dodged left and right, but in the end, his lips were sealed by Xiong Ge's mouth and he sucked wildly. His tongue darted into his mouth, searching for his fragrant tongue. The strong smell of smoke made Zhao Yang nauseous.
"That felt so good!" Xiong Ge gasped. "Now let me see if your lower half is as cute as your upper half." He reached for Zhao Yang's genitals. "My sweet little handsome boy, you're so delicate, I'll be very gentle. As long as you're obedient, I won't hurt you. We're both men, and I won't make your little belly big!"
Zhao Yang's black shorts were already so short they barely covered his buttocks, and after the intense struggle, the hem had rolled up to his thighs, revealing most of his firm buttocks and thighs. Inside, a small white Calvinklein T-back panty was faintly visible. Zhao Yang often wore these mini panties not for sex appeal, but so that no matter what costume he wore while filming, he wouldn't have to worry about the outline of his underwear showing and being unsightly. He never expected it would cause such a disaster today.
At this point, Zhao Yang was almost in despair. It was clearly a scam, and any lingering hope he had for the other staff members had vanished. No one would offer him help. He never imagined that his short acting career would be marred by such a perverted person and a group of inhuman colleagues!
Xiong Ge forcefully pushed the almost powerless Zhao Yang back onto the sofa, impatiently unbuckling his shorts and ripping them off, throwing them to the floor. In an instant, everyone gasped in unison! Zhao Yang, his upper body completely stripped, lay helplessly on the sofa, his face flushed, panting heavily, his chest heaving. His long, shapely legs and buttocks were fully exposed to the bright camera lights, reflecting a silky sheen. His knees were slightly apart, one leg dangling to the ground. His last clothing was a white pair of underwear protecting his most intimate parts. The cool black casual shoes on his feet, which hadn't fallen off during the fierce struggle, were still clinging to his legs, blending seamlessly with them. This sight was even more sexy and alluring than being completely naked!
Xiong Ge couldn't help but swallow hard, grabbing one of Zhao Yang's thighs and throwing off the casual shoes. His hands began to roam freely over Zhao Yang's shapely legs, then he began to suck on Zhao Yang's toes, one by one, before kissing them passionately upwards along his calves, knees, and thighs, stopping at the base of his thighs, rubbing his cheeks against the warm, smooth flesh of the boy's inner thighs. Xiong Ge buried his head between Zhao Yang's legs, deeply inhaling the unique scent of youth, while his hands slowly moved towards Zhao Yang's waist, grabbing the top of his underwear, trying to pull it down. At this moment, everyone trembled with excitement at the prospect of finally seeing their idol's private parts.
The moment Xiong Ge's hand touched Zhao Yang's waist, Zhao Yang screamed as if electrocuted, "No!" He struggled desperately, squeezing his legs together to protect his last line of defense as a virgin.
Zhao Yang's resistance only fueled Xiong Ge's lust. He grabbed Zhao Yang's ankles, lifted him onto his shoulders, and then used his shoulder strength to spread Zhao Yang's legs apart, pressing them forward to his chest, forming an "M" shape. With his hands free, he reached for Zhao Yang's waist, attempting to pull down his underwear again. Under Xiong Ge's pressure, Zhao Yang's legs could no longer stay together, his groin directly facing Xiong Ge's face. He could only hold onto the top edge of his underwear tightly to prevent Xiong Ge from tearing it off.
Unable to succeed immediately, Xiong Ge cursed, "You brat, you won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences!" He then abandoned his plan to remove Zhao Yang's underwear and... He continued to press down on Zhao Yang's thighs with his shoulders, spreading them wide apart. His left hand grabbed Zhao Yang's hands and pressed them above his head, while his right hand reached down to his genitals and ripped open a large hole in the fabric covering his perineum, revealing the white underwear covering his genitals.
Modern underwear is getting more and more expensive, but the available fabric is becoming increasingly scarce. Zhao Yang's narrow, designer underwear was a T-shape, with only a narrow strip of fabric about an inch wide covering his private parts. It was barely enough to cover his anus, let alone completely cover his genitals.
However, it wasn't originally designed for public display. In fact, Zhao Yang often tucked his lower abdomen, forming an inverted triangle of pubic hair, into the fabric to make it look neater and avoid any unsightly exposure when wearing a swimsuit. Unfortunately, the underwear he was wearing today was far too tight. Through the torn hole, half of his semi-erect penis peeked out from the left side of his groin, which was covered by the narrow strip of fabric. A few soft pubic hairs, clinging to his scrotum, even peeked out as if to say hello. The shape of a mature male genitalia was vaguely visible in the center of his crotch.
This sight made the onlookers' hearts race and their blood boil. Everyone held their breath, their eyes glued to the part of Zhao Yang that was last covered by the narrow strip of fabric, afraid of missing a single moment.
At this moment, Xiong Ge could no longer suppress his lustful desires. Overwhelmed by his masculinity, he frantically tried to tear off the narrow strip of fabric covering his private parts. Zhao Yang had not expected Xiong Ge to do this. It was too late for any resistance. The toothpick-thin underwear snapped open in Xiong Ge's hands with a "snap," and the most private part of the innocent young man's life was finally completely exposed to everyone's gaze!
In an instant, Zhao Yang felt dizzy, as if the world was ending. Watching Xiong Ge tear off his last bit of clothing, exposing his most precious part to everyone and the cameras, he was filled with shame and indignation, feeling like he was dying! He hoped this was just a nightmare, that it wasn't real, otherwise why would God be so cruel to him!
Just like his already naked upper body, Zhao Yang's genitals were equally eye-catching. Against the backdrop of his well-built legs, the skin of his virgin genitals exposed through the tear appeared exceptionally white, forming a strong contrast with his light brown legs, dazzling and alluring! At the point where his legs met, there was a clump of curly, glossy black pubic hair, rising and falling slightly with Zhao Yang's rapid breathing. His penis lay between his soft, black hairs, the tender pink glans half-exposed by the foreskin, a drop of clear fluid like dew glistening with a moist, crystalline luster, like a budding, fresh, and dewy young rose.
Twenty-two-year-old Zhaoyang was indeed still a virgin. He was strong and handsome, but somewhat introverted, rarely talking to girls. Even when he did speak, he would sometimes blush, let alone kiss or hold a girl's hand. Also, due to his entertainment career, Zhaoyang didn't have a girlfriend. Although he debuted at eighteen and had been in the entertainment industry for four years, he remained a virgin thanks to strict upbringing. In an era where boys no longer take sex seriously, this was truly rare. He never imagined that simply agreeing to act in a rape scene would lead to such humiliation in front of everyone!
But even more cruel things followed. Xiong Ge quickly undressed, revealing his muscular physique and his already erect, thick penis. The gleaming black glans slowly approached Zhaoyang's fresh vulva. The moment they touched, Zhao Yang sensed what was about to happen. He trembled and cried out, involuntarily trying to pull back, but Xiong Ge grabbed his slender waist and pulled him back.
This time, Xiong Ge didn't force himself on him. Instead, he slowly rubbed and kneaded Zhao Yang's tender penis with his rough hands. Gradually, a tingling sensation flowed from Zhao Yang's genitals throughout his body. A boy who had never experienced sex was being played with naked in public by a man, which filled him with shame and indignation, yet also produced a pleasure he had never felt before, and his mind began to wander. When Xiong Ge's tongue moved over Zhao Yang's body, Zhao Yang trembled sensitively and couldn't help but moan.
"Just as I imagined, you are very sensitive, and your skin is very smooth," Xiong Ge said with a satisfied tone, his mouth sucking on Zhao Yang's nipple. This was also a particularly stimulating spot. Xiong Ge sucked on Zhao Yang's nipple while gently biting it with his teeth, making a "squeaking" sucking sound.
"Oh..." Zhao Yang felt waves of pleasure spreading from his nipples throughout his body, and his penis between his legs also became erect.
Xiong Ge's tongue continued to move downwards, leaving many traces of saliva on Zhao Yang's body. His hot breath sprayed on his body, making Zhao Yang unable to help but gently twist his body.
Soon, Xiong Ge's mouth reached between Zhao Yang's legs. Xiong Ge lifted his head, parted Zhao Yang's legs, and gazed at the erect penis, hot breath spraying onto Zhao Yang's inner thighs.
"Great, so big, and a beautiful pink," Xiong Ge thought to himself. Perhaps due to excessive excitement, Xiong Ge's face was flushed, and his large penis was already oozing fluid. Even his rough hand holding Zhao Yang's penis trembled slightly.
Xiong Ge's burning gaze was fixed on Zhao Yang's erect pink penis. The young boy's glans exuded a fresh scent, and a little clear fluid seeped from the urethra in the center of the glans. The bulging, veiny penis trembled gently. When Xiong Ge first saw Zhao Yang, he felt sexually aroused. Xiong Ge himself couldn't understand why he was interested in a grown man. Perhaps it was the boyish shyness that Zhao Yang displayed that was captivating. So Xiong Ge always had a desire to hold Zhao Yang tightly in his hands, always had a feeling of becoming the master of this grown man. Every time he saw it at the company, he couldn't help but think about what a naked boy looked like, and every time, he felt his penis get erect.
Xiong Ge held the base of his penis with his hand, and licked the glans with his tongue. "Ah..." The unexpectedly strong stimulation caused Zhao Yang's muscles to contract involuntarily. A warm little mouth was sucking tightly on his penis, and the little tongue was licking back and forth on the glans. Zhao Yang couldn't believe it was real. Xiong Ge was actually on top of him, sucking his penis like a male prostitute. His penis was swollen to its limit, big and hard. After licking his penis a few times, Xiong Ge opened his mouth and sucked the scrotum into his mouth, rolling the testicles inside like a child sucking on candy. Then he licked upwards along the penis, and finally swallowed the glans.
The intense pleasure made Zhao Yang's body tremble uncontrollably. Xiong Ge was also thrusting his mouth deep into Zhao Yang's penis, each time swallowing the entire penis until the glans reached his throat; when he spat it out, the sticky fluid on his tongue formed a long, transparent line between his tongue and penis.
"If you can't hold back, just ejaculate," Xiong Ge said, looking up at the tense Zhao Yang. Zhao Yang gripped the sheets tightly, his thick penis throbbing slightly in Xiong Ge's mouth—a sign Xiong Ge knew from experience that this was a prelude to ejaculation. He then swallowed Zhao Yang's purplish-red glans deep into his throat, rhythmically licking and swallowing the penis with his tongue. "Oh… I'm going to cum!" Zhao Yang couldn't hold back any longer, letting out a muffled groan, his whole body convulsing. The intense stimulation caused him to ejaculate a large amount of semen deep into Xiong Ge's throat.
The pleasure Zhao Yang experienced was hundreds of times stronger than masturbation, and he could hardly believe the fact that he was now ejaculating into a man's mouth. Soon, Xiong Ge's mouth was filled with a large amount of the young man's virgin semen. Because it was his first time ejaculating so much, although he kept his lips tightly closed to prevent the semen from spilling out and tried his best to swallow, a small amount of white semen still dripped from the corner of Xiong Ge's mouth and onto Zhao Yang's leg.
Looking at Xiong Ge's appearance, Zhao Yang felt an indescribable excitement and emotion throughout his body. As he ejaculated the last drop, it felt like a dream, and his whole body began to relax. Xiong Ge smiled with a satisfied expression, his face still covered in Zhao Yang's semen, and said, "You just sprayed out so much! And the smell was so strong, it almost choked me. Did you enjoy it?"
Zhao Yang's face, flushed with excitement, was already saying that it felt good... "What a lecherous boy! He was yelling like a pig being slaughtered just now, pretending to be innocent, look at him now, acting like a slut!" Xiong Ge shouted excitedly.
Xiong Ge said smugly, "You've had your fun, now it's my turn." With that, Xiong Ge played with Zhao Yang's buttocks for a while, then used his fingers to forcefully spread Zhao Yang's wet anus open to the left and right, revealing the tender flesh inside. He turned around and excitedly shouted to the crowd, "It's gorgeous! The most beautiful virgin hole in the world! Come and take pictures!"
Zhao Yang, who had exhausted all his strength, felt very comfortable after just ejaculating and was not too tense. He had given up the idea of resisting. His weak legs were still held high on Xiong Ge's shoulders in an M-shape, and his upper body was pressed against the sofa. His buttocks and genitals were raised high, and the hole in his thigh exposed his entire genitals, which were displayed to the public. The anus, which was covered with sparse fine hair, was spread wide open. Under Xiong Ge's fingers, the slightly open anus was now wide open, and the light pink crescent-shaped hole was clearly visible, like a barrier to resist the invasion of foreign enemies. The mysterious little hole seemed unfathomably deep, dark and unfathomable. After Xiong Ge's earlier stimulation and rubbing, some sticky, transparent liquid slowly oozed from the glans penis and urethra. Xiong Ge moistened the tightly closed anus with his finger, lowered his head to sniff, and could smell a faint scent of soap left after a morning shower and the unique musky scent of a young man's genitals.
The staff watching outside the door also sensed the change in this innocent young star. Zhao Yang, who had exhausted all his strength from his fierce resistance, now had his buttocks slightly wiggling under Xiong Ge's manipulation. The onlookers couldn't help but swallow hard.
At this moment, Zhao Yang could no longer suppress the surging urge within him, and his mind became even more blurred. He only felt a tingling, numbing sensation radiating from his vagina throughout his body, an indescribable pleasure that made him groan softly. Fear and inexplicable pleasure intertwined in his heart. Little did he know that someone had secretly put an aphrodisiac in the drink he had taken before the filming began! Otherwise, how could a pure and innocent twenty-two-year-old boy have such a strong physiological reaction?
Xiong Ge smiled smugly, feeling that the time was right. He lifted Zhao Yang's two peach-like white buttocks, raised his thick penis, aimed it at the red lips in the center of the hole, and slowly inserted the glans. The part that came into contact was thoroughly moistened by Zhao Yang's own semen and the mucus seeping from Xiong Ge's urethra. The glans smoothly and slowly sank into Zhao Yang's pink flesh hole. As the penis went deeper and deeper, the comfortable feeling made Xiong Ge close his eyes, slowly enjoying the feeling of conquering the pure idol star.
Dong Dong carried the camera and slowly moved in, pointing the pinhole lens at the point of contact, capturing close-up shots. The director was using another camera to film the whole scene and Zhao Yang's facial expressions.
Zhao Yang felt a thick foreign object slowly invading his body, an itchy feeling mixed with a little pain. Suddenly, a heart-wrenching pain caused him to scream in agony. A trickle of bright red blood mixed with bodily fluids seeped from his anus, dripping down his perineum and between his pale thighs as the penis penetrated deeper. The innocent, virgin idol star had finally been violated by Xiong Ge!
The others on set, witnessing this scene, were aroused, unable to suppress their impulses. Lighting technician A-Qiang pulled out his penis and started masturbating, while production assistant Xiao Chen kept stroking his bulging crotch.
Xiong Ge paused briefly after discovering Zhao Yang's hymen had been pierced, then attacked again. Zhao Yang bent his legs in pain, but this only gave Xiong Ge an even better position to penetrate him. In an instant, Xiong Ge's penis, several centimeters long, was completely inside Zhao Yang's vagina. He sighed deeply, "I finally got to do it! So good, so good!"
Tears and blood streamed down Zhao Yang's face, his heart filled with grief and indignation. The most precious thing in his life had been lost in front of everyone; how could he face the rest of his life?
The camera faithfully recorded the process of this handsome young idol losing his virginity. It was an unprecedentedly excellent shot, even making Ma Wen, a director who had made countless adult films, tremble.
On the sofa, Xiong Ge began to thrust in and out, each thrust deeply stimulating Xiao Yang's tender anus. Due to his conservative upbringing, Zhao Yang only vaguely understood the meaning of sex when he was in high school. For twenty-two years, not to mention sexual intercourse, he would blush even seeing a naked woman. He wouldn't discuss nocturnal emissions with his classmates, and nothing had ever entered his genitals; it was truly a virgin territory that had never been cultivated.
At this moment, the tender little hole of the newly broken virgin was being played with and stimulated by Xiong Ge, a seasoned lover. With each thrust of his penis in and out of his body, Zhao Yang felt the initial intense pain gradually subside, replaced by a pleasure mixed with pain that tormented his youthful body. A large amount of bodily fluid, milky white and foamy, flowed from his anus, making Xiong Ge's penis glisten. The black, sticky fluid soaked his buttocks clung to his white buttocks, and his body was repeatedly slammed against the back of the sofa with each thrust of Xiong Ge, while he involuntarily let out rhythmic moans of "Hmm... Hmm..."
Zhao Yang gradually felt waves of pleasure surging in, one stronger than the next, like a raging fire burning inside him. His frantic breathing was mixed with low moans, his mind a blur. He involuntarily screamed, "You beasts, come and see! Come and rape me!"
The warm, small anus, being forcibly penetrated for the first time, gripped Xiong Ge's penis tightly, giving him an unprecedented pleasure. He thrust rapidly and repeatedly, shouting, "So good! So good!" After
about five minutes of thrusting, perhaps due to pain, Zhao Yang's brow furrowed, his teeth clenched, and his intestines spasmed violently, gripping his penis like a baby's sucking mouth. At that moment, Xiong Ge also felt a tingling sensation, unable to hold back any longer. Before reaching climax, he didn't forget the director's instructions and quickly pulled out his penis. A large amount of thick semen gushed out, spraying onto Zhao Yang's chest and handsome face.
After a long journey, Xiong Ge finally collapsed, exhausted. The director, satisfied, yelled, "Cut!"
Suddenly, the lighting technician, Qiang, rushed in, thrusting his penis against Zhao Yang's groin twice, ejaculating a stream of milky-white fluid that smeared Zhao Yang's black pubic hair and swollen anus. He then collapsed to his knees with a thud. The director walked over and slapped him hard on the head: "Damn! When did it become your turn to show off?"
At this moment, Xiong Ge staggered to his feet, picked up his clothes, and, swinging his limp penis, walked towards the door, saying, "Hey, Qiang's not bad, a promising
talent. Let him do it next time; let the lead actor rest today!" Zhao Yang opened his eyes. The bright lights still shone on his naked body, warming him. People around him were pointing and laughing lewdly. These were all once kind and approachable colleagues; how had they all suddenly changed? Even Aji, mingling among the crowd, nonchalantly discussed the spectacle that had just transpired, and no one came to comfort him.
Zhaoyang sighed and sat up, picking up a shoe he'd tossed on the ground and putting it on. He hastily wiped the remaining red and white fluid from his genitals with his torn trousers, then used his tattered shirt to wipe his chest and messy abdomen. The afterglow of his first sexual encounter still lingered within him, his flushed cheeks like those of a drunkard, giving him a kind of decadent beauty. At this moment, the confusion in Zhaoyang's mind gradually dissipated, and his consciousness slowly returned. He didn't understand what had happened, what he had done wrong to deserve such humiliation. As he pondered, and most pathetically, tears welled up and streamed down his face again.
At this moment, Director Ma Wen walked over, smiling, and said to him, "Zhao Yang, not bad! Why are you crying, you big man?"
Zhao Yang couldn't hold back any longer and slapped him across the face. With a crisp "smack," a red mark immediately appeared on the director's left cheek. Caught off guard, Zhao Yang's tattered clothes fell to the ground, revealing a limp penis. He frantically picked it up and crossed his arms to cover it. The director wasn't angry, still smiling, and said, "Brother Xiong did it to you, not me. Why did you hit me? I took this slap unjustly."
Zhao Yang angrily retorted, "You all planned this beforehand, conspiring to deceive me."
"That's right! We specialize in making porn. You're just stupid, so easily fooled. Who wants to make movies these days? Porn is much more lucrative!"
Zhao Yang suddenly realized that this group of people had started out making gay porn. He, being naive, had unwittingly fallen into this abyss. It was too late to regret it; his chastity, image, and reputation were already ruined!
The director continued, "Actually, think about it, isn't that so bad? Sex is a normal thing. You're twenty-two this year, an adult. Having sex is a matter of course. Which celebrity is still chaste these days? Sex is a very comfortable thing. Xiong Ge is an expert in this area; you should agree with me."
Although he had been raped and lost his virginity, and his first time having sex wasn't very comfortable, deep down, Zhao Yang vaguely felt that the director's words made some sense. He had heard a lot about sex, and most people seemed to agree with the director, saying that sex was a comfortable thing. Coupled with the inexplicable pleasure he had just experienced, which gave him a special feeling for the first time in his life, thinking about all this, he lowered his head, too ashamed to speak.
Seeing this, the director quickly pressed his advantage, saying, "Actually, many minor stars become famous overnight by taking their clothes off. Some well-known idols, after hitting a career plateau, make a Category III film or a photo album and become incredibly popular again! Like Li Lizhen and Xu Ruoxuan! Weren't they incredibly innocent at first? Didn't they all turn their careers around by taking their clothes off? You have much better potential than them. As long as you're willing to take your clothes off, I guarantee you'll be incredibly famous, and you'll be rolling in money!"
Zhao Yang raised his head, his tearful eyes glaring angrily at the director, and said, "I don't want to earn that kind of money by selling myself! My father hated this trend of becoming famous by taking off your clothes in the entertainment industry. What kind of person do you take me for?!"
"Yes, I know you're not that kind of person, that's why we used such despicable methods to get you to undress! But what's done is done, the die is cast, you've already undressed, you've already shown everything, so why not go with the flow and make a killing? You're happy, we're happy, the audience is even happier, isn't that great?"
"I don't want to do such a disgusting thing. You're not really going to sell that video, are you?"
"Of course I am! This is the first time I've encountered a guaranteed blockbuster film. The big boss has invested a lot of effort and capital in this film, of course it's going to be a huge success!"
Zhao Yang was furious: "How could you do this? How am I supposed to face anyone after this?"
"Anyway, your parents are both dead, and you don't have a girlfriend now, you're all alone, what's there to worry about? So many actors who make Category III films and adult films are doing just fine, what's the big deal!"
"I'll sue you for rape and fraud! I'll apply for an injunction; you won't succeed!"
The director, however, remained calm and confident, smiling as he said, "Sue us? Not so easy. You signed the contract to film this movie yourself. Rape? That was part of the script. We paid you to act; how can that be fraud?"
Zhao Yang felt a chill: "This was a pre-arranged plan. How could I be so stupid?"
The director moved closer, patting his shoulder: "Zhao Yang, listen to me. This is your chance, and our chance too. Although the methods aren't exactly honorable, it's truly for your own good! I guarantee that if you cooperate, we'll make you incredibly famous, second to none, and the entertainment industry will be yours. Even if you don't cooperate, today's spectacular performance will be enough to feed us for three years. But you still owe us a contract. If we sue you, you won't be able to pay it back even if you go bankrupt."
Zhao Yang was shocked: "I only signed the contract for this movie; I don't owe you anything!"
The director waved, and production assistant Xiao Chen came over, handing Zhao Yang a piece of paper. While Zhao Yang was carefully reading the contract, Xiao Chen quietly circled behind him, his eyes greedily taking in his barely clothed, muscular body: Zhao Yang's upper body was bare, his snow-white back still exposed, his long legs in casual shoes and firm buttocks still clad in jeans, displaying his curvaceous figure without any concealment. His clothes were torn beyond repair; although Zhao Yang himself was covering his chest and lower abdomen with his shirt, the large hole in the crotch of his pantyhose had been ripped wide up to his waist in the frenzy, revealing his two white, round buttocks like open-crotch pants. His torn white t-back underwear was now two narrow strips tucked up to his waist, hanging between his legs, stained with spots of bright red blood.
Over here, Zhao Yang, no longer caring about the people admiring his naked body behind him, hurriedly examined the paper. It was the contract he had previously signed with the boss. What was originally a contract for only one film had become a contract for ten films!
"Impossible! This contract is fake!"
The director snatched the contract from Zhao Yang's hand and handed it to Xiao Chen: "How could it be fake? We just used some tricks to distract you when you were signing, and secretly switched it with another contract. You thought you had read everything carefully before signing, but little did you know we tampered with this small detail."
Zhao Yang recalled that on the day he was about to sign, a gentleman brought in tea and accidentally spilled water on the table. In the chaos, he didn't pay attention to the actions of others, only focusing on helping the gentleman tidy up the overturned teaware. After it was all settled, he didn't reread the contract and signed it. It must have been then that the contract was switched. Sigh, he never thought that with his father not around, he would be cheated over such a small matter.
At this moment, Zhao Yang was extremely anxious and didn't know what to do. He could only say, "You all go out first, let Aji bring my clothes in, I'll think it over and give you an answer." The only person he could still accept now was Aji, who had always taken good care of him. The director immediately left. Aji brought in his clothes, wiped his body, and helped him put on the clothes he had brought with him, but Zhao Yang didn't even glance at his handsome face.
Seeing this, Aji sighed and said, "Zhaoyang, don't blame Aji. Our whole family makes a living in this industry. This is your first time, so it's normal for you to be in so much pain. We're used to it. Aji is just worried about you. I even talked to the director and had Xiao Chen get you some medicine to drink, otherwise you'll be in even more pain. Actually, Aji has seen it so many times that he's used to it. But believe me, as long as we can make money, the director will definitely not treat you unfairly!"
Zhaoyang said angrily, "Including having someone rape me?"
Aji smiled and said, "That's the boss's brother. He really wants you, so the boss is willing to pay for this movie. The condition is that Xiong Ge has to be the first one..."
Zhaoyang couldn't listen anymore. He turned around and rushed out of the room, gritted his teeth, and said to the director, "I can cooperate, but I want 50% of the money I earn!"
The director was overjoyed and quickly said, "No problem! I'll give you 50%!"
II. Embarking on the Path of a Gay Film Actor
After making his decision, Zhaoyang felt calmer. Back at his lodgings, he pondered his future. What's done is done. Perhaps, like others, he'd make a few nude films, earn enough money, gain fame, and then make other plans.
He went into the bathroom, filled the tub with hot water, undressed, and soaked himself in the bathtub, closing his eyes to recall the day's events—it all felt like a nightmare. He shook his head, opened his eyes, and the throbbing pain in his genitals reminded him that it had all truly happened. Zhao Yang picked up a towel and scrubbed vigorously from his chest to his abdomen, over and over, as if only in this way could he wash away the filth from his pure body, but the shadow in his heart lingered.
Over the next few days, Zhao Yang reluctantly cooperated in finishing the film. The original script was, of course, no longer needed; the film's focus had shifted entirely to Lin Zhao Yang's loss of virginity. Fortunately, the director, understanding his continued discomfort, didn't have him film any more nude scenes, only reshooting a few interviews and scenes depicting Zhao Yang's daily life.
A week later, the director announced that filming had wrapped. Everyone was overjoyed, except for Zhaoyang, who was still unable to let go of his worries. Although he reluctantly attended the wrap party with everyone, he had no appetite due to his depressed mood and just kept drinking alone. Before the party
ended, Zhaoyang was already in a daze and almost unconscious. After the wrap party, with everyone's tacit understanding, Aji helped Zhaoyang into his car, said goodbye to everyone, and drove Zhaoyang home. After arriving home, he carried Zhaoyang into the bedroom, put him on the bed, and went into the bathroom to wash his slightly tipsy face. When he came out, he saw Zhaoyang struggling to get up to vomit, so he quickly helped him into the bathroom, where Zhaoyang leaned against the toilet and vomited loudly. Aji smiled wryly, thinking it was a rare sight to see such a handsome man vomit so unsightly.
After vomiting for a while, Zhaoyang was still limp and unable to get up. Looking at Zhaoyang's jade-like body and angelic face under his thin, pale yellow jumpsuit, a surge of lust welled up in his heart. On a sudden impulse, he grabbed the showerhead, turned on the hot water, and sprayed it onto Zhao Yang's body to wash away the vomit. The warm water splashed from Zhao Yang's face to his chest. Zhao Yang stirred slightly, his head swaying, his eyes half-open and hazy. The water continued to spray onto his lower body, the soaked thin gauze pants clinging tightly to his skin, almost transparent, revealing his curves.
Aji could no longer resist. He threw aside the showerhead, bent down, and grabbed Zhao Yang, pulling off his trousers like a wild beast. The flawless skin was once again revealed: this wasn't a movie shoot; he truly possessed this beautiful young man, touching his smooth skin and inhaling his fragrance. Aji hurriedly removed Zhao Yang's underwear and began to caress his soft nipples and buttocks. In his dazed state, Zhao Yang seemed to sense something, panting, twisting his waist, his arms around Aji's neck, his head resting against Aji's chest, letting his hands roam freely over his body. When Aji's middle finger probed Zhaoyang's genitals, he trembled, tilting his head back as if in ecstasy.
Both were drenched by the spray. Aji picked up the naked Zhaoyang, staggered back to the bed, and lay down, stripping off his own clothes before throwing himself onto the sprawling body. He held Zhaoyang tightly, savoring the delicate touch of the boy's skin. His chest pressed against Zhaoyang's, he could feel Zhaoyang's nipples rubbing against his chest, his erect penis against the pubic hair on Zhaoyang's lower abdomen. This friction alone was enough to generate immense pleasure.
He reached out again to caress Zhaoyang's genitals, repeatedly rubbing his penis with his middle finger. In his intoxicated state, Xiaoyang vaguely felt a subtle pleasure and impact; since being raped in public, this was the first time he had touched a man's body. Fueled by alcohol, he could no longer distinguish right from wrong, morality or ethics, only feeling an unparalleled sense of comfort. From between their vulvas, fluids overflowed. Such a scene was hard to believe, just a few days ago he was a pure and innocent virgin.
Seeing the time was right, Aji slowly inserted his penis into Zhaoyang's anus, a warm sensation enveloping it. Zhaoyang's untouched anus gripped Aji's penis tightly, the pleasure from each thrust so intense that Zhaoyang murmured in a dreamlike voice, "So itchy... I'm so... itchy..."
Aji was also experiencing waves of pleasure, thrusting frantically, his penis repeatedly flipping in and out of Zhaoyang's anus. Unable to withstand the onslaught of pleasure, Zhaoyang's anus tightened, and his first, almost surreal, orgasm finally arrived; at the same time, Aji ejaculated, a stream of hot liquid shooting into Zhaoyang's body! Aji held Zhaoyang tightly until the last drop was expelled, then rolled away from Zhaoyang's body, panting heavily.
The morning sunlight streamed in through the window, and Zhao Yang groggily woke up with a hangover headache. His mind still hazy, he suddenly found himself in an unfamiliar place, with a man sleeping beside him—it was Aji! He closed his eyes, gasped for breath, and pulled back the covers. Sure enough! Completely naked! "Was I raped again?" He turned to look at Aji, who was also naked. Zhao Yang began to vaguely remember what had happened the night before.
He hurriedly got up, finding his clothes scattered in the bathroom, the shower running, his clothes already soaked. He felt lost and helpless. How could he leave in this state? How could he face the man who had taken his place if he stayed?
After thinking for a while, Zhao Yang opened the wardrobe, grabbed a shirt and trousers, hastily put them on, grabbed sunglasses and a backpack from the table, opened the door, put on the sunglasses, and hurriedly left without looking back.
In the following days, people from production companies kept coming to him, hoping Zhao Yang would return to the screen as an AV star. Taiwan's adult film industry has always been too crude, with only a handful of people truly deserving the title of AV star. In terms of looks, physique, and fame, no one can compare to Zhao Yang. If Zhao Yang simply opens his heart and lowers his pride, becoming Taiwan's number one super AV star is absolutely no problem! If he leads the way and becomes the first star to enter the industry, it will inevitably create a sensation, and other stars will follow suit. At that time, Zhao Yang will become the first person to create a legend in Taiwan's AV film history!
"Instead of drifting through life, why not seize your youth and good fortune and strive for superstardom? Opportunities are fleeting, so don't hesitate any longer!"
"Look at those Oscar-winning actors, they all have nude scenes in movies where they're painted. How many haven't taken their clothes off? And it's never affected their superstar status!"
"Taiwanese cinema is so stagnant because those so-called 'new' directors have made a bunch of boring, lowbrow art films, making nobody want to watch domestic films. Please! Movies are made for audiences. What's the use of winning awards if nobody watches them? To save Taiwanese cinema, we need a golden boy like you to give it a shot in the arm, using your bold style to rekindle the audience's enthusiasm! Please be the savior of Taiwanese cinema!"
"It's not like you're stealing, robbing, or swindling; it's just making an adult film! You're upright and honest. In the future, everyone will praise your acting skills, your handsome face and physique. You'll definitely be the idol of the new generation!"
"We've all seen your first porn video, it's absolutely amazing! We can guarantee it'll break ten million at the box office. As long as you cooperate with our promotional campaign, plus the sales of your photobook, wow! It'll be incredible! You could even earn seventy or eighty million!"
"Look at Vivian Hsu, she became famous overnight, and now she's even in Japan, an international superstar! If you had to slowly grind your way up like before, how long would it have taken you to make it?"
Through this back-and-forth banter, they finally persuaded Zhao Yang to fully cooperate with the company and start afresh as an AV star, aiming to become Taiwan's number one super-popular AV star!
At this time, after several days of recuperation, Zhao Yang's complexion had regained its rosy glow, making him even more handsome and adorable. Since things had come to this point, and he had made a vow, he would work hard to achieve it! The company brought over a whole box of pornographic films, which Xiao Yang would watch whenever he had free time at home. At first, even watching alone, he would blush and feel embarrassed, but after watching more, he gradually got used to it.
Zhao Yang noticed that Japanese gay porn stars were indeed top choices in terms of physique and looks, and even their acting skills were commendable. He gradually began to change his views on adult films and started to carefully observe the sex scenes, secretly learning from them. However, he lacked experience. His first experience was being raped and losing his virginity, and his second was being seduced while drunk. He had never truly experienced the pleasure of sex, and the adult world was still quite distant from him.
Several times, while watching the videos, his body involuntarily began to feel hot. He had never masturbated before, but now, imitating the actions of the male actors in the films, he rubbed his nipples and penis, feeling a strange sense of pleasure. After a few days, Zhao Yang was often naked in the living room, watching porn and enjoying the pleasure of masturbation, and he couldn't stop. This unprecedented stimulation brought him a completely new feeling in his life.
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A month later, the director informed Zhao Yang that the film had been edited and asked if he wanted to come to the company to see it. Zhao Yang, of course, wanted to see it.
Zhao Yang arrived at the company as promised that day. He and the others entered the screening room. Shortly after they sat down, the lights went out, and with a series of clicks from the projector, images appeared on the screen. The first thing that caught his eye was the sensational title: "Rape of the Golden Boy," with the subtitle "Pure Idol Star, Sunny Boy Lin Zhao Yang's First Time."
He felt his face flush. Although he had watched at least thirty or forty adult films in recent days and was used to the sex scenes, seeing his own image on the screen still made him feel very uncomfortable.
The comforting thing was that the film's quality was quite good; the cinematography, lighting, styling, and editing all showed signs of care, at least it wasn't a cheap pornographic film. Zhao Yang felt that with his status, he couldn't be compared to ordinary gay porn stars.
The film didn't actually have many sex scenes, just one in the office. The first part seemed similar to a regular movie, but the title's teaser had put the audience in a state of absolute anticipation. When the rape scene began, the intense sense of immediacy made viewers' blood boil, leaving them unable to control themselves. The emotional rollercoaster and excitement lingered even after the sex scene ended.
Zhao Yang, in particular, had watched the preview with a mix of shame and unease. When the rape was vividly recreated on screen, his childhood moral principles made him feel ashamed, yet the fact that he was having sex with a stranger on screen also stirred a strange sense of lewdness and pleasure within him.
Zhao Yang stared at Xiong Ge's large penis, glistening with red and white fluid, moving in and out of his anus. He gradually felt his mouth dry, his heart pounding, and his breathing becoming rapid. He hadn't been able to see these scenes during the chaotic filming; now, the close-ups of their genitals were incredibly vivid, almost suffocating. However, what he hadn't expected was that his own familiar genitals would appear so alluring and seductive on screen!
A-Qiang and Xiao-Chen, who were watching the film with him, had been secretly observing Zhao-Yang's expression, occasionally glancing lewdly at Zhao-Yang's naked body on screen and then at his real, beautiful silhouette on the screen. As they watched, A-Qiang secretly unbuckled his belt, took out his penis, and began rubbing it, making moaning sounds.
Zhao-Yang turned his head and saw this, blushing furiously: "A-Qiang, what are you doing!"
Suddenly, a hand touched his chest in the darkness. Zhao-Yang jumped in fright, screamed, and looked closely. It was Xiao-Chen, who pounced on him like a hungry tiger, grabbing him tightly. Zhao-Yang struggled and said: "You pervert! I only make movies, I'm not someone for you to vent your lusts on."
Xiao Chen said with a grin, "What's the difference? A handsome boy like you, it's such a waste not to let more men have their way with you, wouldn't that be a disgrace!"
A-Qiang leaned in and chimed in, "Mr. Lin, you're so beautiful! Please, I really want to have sex with you!"
Zhao Yang cursed, "You guys are perverts! I'm not a male prostitute!"
Xiao Chen somehow got behind Zhao Yang and hugged his upper body, unbuttoning his shirt as he said, "Everyone knows you've slept with A-Ji, what are you pretending to be so pure for?" Meanwhile, A-Qiang was pulling up his pants from the front, pressing his legs and reaching for his underwear, "Anyway, you'll be getting fucked in porn movies in the future, so let us have our fun, okay!"
Zhao Yang tried to block their attack from both sides, but his shirt had already been unbuttoned and his underwear pulled down to his knees by A Qiang. Xiao Chen continued to unbutton his shirt from behind, while A Qiang reached between Zhao Yang's legs. Zhao Yang desperately squeezed his legs together and pushed A Qiang away, but Xiao Chen cheered and successfully unbuttoned his shirt from behind, simultaneously grabbing his nipples with lightning speed. Zhao Yang panicked and turned to deal with Xiao Chen. However, he couldn't defend himself, and A Qiang seized the opportunity to forcefully spread his legs apart, placing his body between them, making it impossible for Zhao Yang to close his legs.
At this moment, A Qiang could finally freely touch Zhao Yang's private parts, and shouted, "Wow! It's already wet, still pretending!"
After days of watching porn and the sexual stimulation of his own erotic performance on the screen, Zhao Yang did feel an indescribable heat welling up inside him, and his crotch was a little wet. But this by no means means he can be raped in public at will. Now, in the screening room, his body is being violated by two men, and Ah Qiang even shouted out his private secrets. Although Zhao Yang felt ashamed, he still struggled desperately: "You beasts! Let go!"
Ah Qiang and Xiao Chen were not about to let their prey escape. The two men held down Zhao Yang, who was kicking and twisting, and roughly tore off all his clothes. The naked, beautiful boy on the screen was now stripped naked in the dark screening room! Ah Qiang pressed his penis against Zhao Yang's anus, sliding it around comfortably. Xiao Chen, on the other hand, used his mouth to ravage Zhao Yang's face, lips, and chest.
Suddenly, with a painful groan from Zhao Yang, A Qiang thrust his penis into Zhao Yang's dry anus. A mixture of pain and distension filled his lower abdomen. Each thrust seemed to tear his tender anus apart. The glans awkwardly scraped against the soft anal wall, causing Zhao Yang to bite his lower lip tightly, twisting his waist from side to side to avoid A Qiang's intrusion. At the same time, he pushed away Xiao Chen, who was kissing his chest, with force. Two streams of tears flowed down his face amidst the painful groans.
Just as waves of pleasure were washing over A Qiang, Xiao Chen, without anyone noticing, also removed his pants, took out his not-so-thick penis, and held it to Zhao Yang's lips. While Zhao Yang's mouth was open and he was groaning softly, Xiao Chen shoved his penis into Zhao Yang's cherry-like mouth. Zhao Yang felt a salty taste rush into his mouth, followed by a hot, fleshy rod being forced into his mouth and repeatedly thrusting in and out.
A few seconds later, Zhao Yang realized this was the oral sex action often seen in pornographic films. He didn't know what to do and reflexively tried to push his tongue out to force the intruding glans, but this only stimulated Xiao Chen to push the penis even deeper, reaching his throat. Zhao Yang couldn't help but feel nauseous.
However, the pain in his lower abdomen made him almost forget the nausea in his mouth. Because his mouth was stuffed, he could only groan incoherently to express his pain.
A-Qiang, while thrusting, shouted, "Ah! Ah! I...I...I'm almost there, so good!" At this moment, Zhao Yang's anus contracted sharply, which triggered A-Qiang's orgasm: "I'm coming!" In the last instant, A-Qiang pulled out his penis, and Zhao Yang felt a stream of hot liquid spray onto his lower abdomen.
Just as things were getting really messy, the lights in the screening room suddenly blazed on, someone clapped, and at the same time, Xiong Ge's voice could be heard: "Great! Absolutely fantastic! No wonder he's Taiwan's future top adult idol!"
Zhao Yang glanced sideways at the door and saw Xiong Ge walking over, a cigarette dangling from his lips, clapping as he did so, followed by about a dozen people. It was truly a pathetic scene. A-Qiang's still-erect penis was lodged in his genitals, Xiao Chen's penis was still in his mouth, and Zhao Yang himself was still slumped helplessly in his seat, his legs spread wide, his snow-white body flushed pink from the intense struggle. The sudden light made it almost impossible for him to open his eyes.
The group had already vaguely reached his side. A-Qiang and Xiao Chen quickly withdrew their penises and hurriedly pulled up their pants.
Zhao Yang, seeing this, also tried to sit up quickly to pick up his clothes from the floor, but in his haste, he lost his balance and fell back onto the chair with his legs spread wide. Laughter erupted around him, the laughter filled with a lewd undertone. Zhao Yang was both ashamed and anxious. He tried to get up again, but Xiong Ge, who had already moved behind him, grabbed his shoulder.
Xiong Ge threw away his cigarette butt, leaned forward from behind Zhao Yang's chair, grabbed his legs, and pulled them up. Caught off guard, Zhao Yang lost his balance, and his upper body slid from the back of the chair to the cushion. Xiong Ge took advantage of the situation, grabbed his ankles, and lifted him up. From the front row, Zhao Yang's upper body was no longer visible; only his two long, white legs, spread apart by Xiong Ge, were exposed on the back of the chair. His genitals were completely exposed to the audience in the front row. The boy's private parts were engorged and swollen from the intense intercourse. His two crescent-shaped white anus were everted, and his bright red anus trembled and writhed. The opening was half-open, and the surrounding white semen was a mess. His disheveled pubic hair was covered with fluids.
Xiong Ge turned around and said, "How about it, everyone? Not bad, right? There aren't many golden boy stars in all of Taiwan as pure and handsome as him!"
Zhao Yang helplessly had his weight on Xiong Ge's hands. Seeing that he couldn't break free from Xiong Ge's strong hands, his most private parts were being publicly displayed in front of a group of strangers. He was so ashamed that he covered his face with his hands, not wanting to see who these people were.
Xiong Ge laughed, "Wow! The golden boy star is burying his head in the sand! Haha! I specially invited my friends to watch the preview, but I didn't expect them to see such a wonderful live sex show!" Zhao Yang was speechless with shame and indignation.
Xiong Ge, who had already had sex with Zhao Yang for the first time, laughed heartily. Knowing Zhao Yang's sensitive spots, he suddenly released his right hand and touched Zhao Yang's penis with his index finger. Zhao Yang shuddered and, taking advantage of the opportunity when one of his legs was free, kicked Xiong Ge's chest hard. Xiong Ge winced in pain, released his grip, and staggered back a step. Zhao Yang quickly stood up, picked up his clothes from the ground, and fled out the door in a disheveled state.
Xiong Ge didn't stop him, only saying, "Damn it, I only did this to you because I thought highly of you. You're all vain and hypocritical. You'll get what's coming to you! Fine, let's go, let's watch a movie, let's watch a movie."
Zhao Yang rushed out of the screening room with his clothes, only to find a group of company employees gathered outside. Seeing him emerge almost naked, they all stared maliciously at his private parts. Zhao Yang was so ashamed he wanted to disappear. He hastily covered himself with his clothes and hid in the restroom. In broad daylight, the restroom became the only safe place where he could put on clothes. Thinking of how he had no one left in this world, how no one had stood up for him when he suffered such humiliation, he was overcome with sorrow. The humiliation and helplessness in his heart turned into a torrent of tears, and he wept bitterly.
Hearing the crying, the director knocked on the bathroom door and followed, saying loudly, "Zhaoyang, didn't you already decide to go down this path? Why are you crying over such a small thing?"
Zhaoyang sobbed, "Such a small thing? Xiong Ge and the others' vulgar behavior just now—wasn't that the greatest insult to my dignity? Can anyone with dignity bear that?"
"Your future profession is making adult films; even stranger things can happen. If you can't even handle something this small, you'll never succeed!"
Zhaoyang gradually stopped crying, sobbing, "I've already suffered so much humiliation; isn't this enough?"
"You've watched so many porn movies, you should have improved by now. There are so many porn movies, to make a good one, you have to go for the extreme. You're not an ordinary person, you absolutely can't make ordinary adult films. Gang rape, incest, public nudity—you absolutely have to have those themes. In short, you have to go to the extreme in terms of eroticism to match your status. In the future, we'll plan and produce even more special films for you, guaranteed to make your fans' noses bleed non-stop! To become the most popular, you have to do it this way."
Zhao Yang stopped crying, thinking of the dozens of porn movies he had watched. Indeed, those ordinary adult movies, after watching them a lot, all felt the same, just different actors, similar plots, similar sex methods. After watching them for a while, they were indeed bland and uninteresting. So he said, "Then what else do you want from me?"
"You must completely break free from the 'golden boy star' mentality. You must realize that God bestowed upon you such a beautiful face and such a lovely figure, that you were born to be admired by millions of viewers. Your eyes, mouth, nose, neck, nipples, navel, arms, thighs, calves, and even your most private genitals are all things countless fans want to see. They crave to see your naked body, and your body is your capital." You use it not only to make money, but also to serve the public. You're right, you're certainly not a male prostitute. Male prostitutes earn a little money through daily sex transactions. You need to be more sexy and charming, more lewd and unrestrained than a male prostitute, because male prostitutes only serve a small group of people, while you on screen serve the entire nation. Think about it, the masses will drool at the sight of every inch of your fair and delicate skin, be aroused by the sight of your pointed nipples, be excited by the sight of your handsome pubic hair and tender anus, and get their blood boiling at the sight of your alluring genitals being penetrated by a man's penis! This is similar to how audiences feel after watching Titanic because of the touching...

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