"Why are you so tense?" Jeannine asked. I was pushing my dinner around my plate instead of eating it. She leaned closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. "Still thinking about what happened on the set today?"
"How can I not?" I replied. "More than that, I'm thinking about what will happen tomorrow."
The shoot with Jeannine had taken much longer than we had anticipated. The original schedule was to film her scene, and Laurie's on the same day, saving the more technical scene with Adrienne for the second day because my character would be 'killed' during it. Now, I was facing both of those intense scenes on the same day, and it was going to be a very long shoot. The prospect of being naked and simulating sex with two women I barely knew, all in front of strangers, was more than enough to tie my stomach in knots.
Doing it with Julie or Jeannine was different because I had gotten to know them quite well before I did those scenes with them.
"Gosh, you are a boy, for heaven's sake. Suck it up," she said, her tone a mix of exasperation and amusement. "When this film releases, people will high-five you and call you a stud. We girls, on the other hand, will be called all sorts of horrible names. The most common of them is 'slut'."
She wasn't entirely wrong. This era still hadn't evolved enough to see men and women on a similar level. On paper, there was no discrimination, but behind closed doors, whether in locker rooms, gyms, or offices, some men were always cracking a joke at women's expense. It was far too common to hear demeaning and misogynistic things about the fairer sex as compared to the 21st century.
"You're right," I said after a moment. "I'm probably just overthinking things." I decided to change the subject. "So, how are you feeling about the fact that you'll be killed off soon and get to go back home?"
I waited for her response, but none came. After a few moments, I realized she was lost in thought.
"Jean." I snapped my fingers in front of her, breaking her reverie. "Did you hear what I said?"
"Huh?" she asked, before her face lit up with sudden inspiration. "I have a great idea. It will be perfect for your scene tomorrow."
"What is it?" I asked slowly. A sinking feeling told me I wouldn't like whatever this 'great idea' was.
She shook her head and got up from her seat. "I'll tell you later." With that, she was off. Having finished her dinner, she quickly left the mess hall, leaving me alone. Kevin and Harry were the only others still eating, but the two had not spoken to me outside of shooting after our little disagreement. I finished my meal in silence before picking up my food tray.
I did not feel like retiring to my room immediately, so I went for a walk around the camp and its surrounding areas. The last light of dusk was fading, but it wasn't completely dark yet, so I didn't worry about getting lost or anything worse. After about half an hour, I made my way back to the cabin, hoping to turn in early or perhaps revise my lines for tomorrow's shoot.
The moment I opened the cabin door, I knew something was off. All three of my roommates were sitting on the floor rug, giggling like little schoolgirls. An empty glass bottle lay between them.
"Noah! There you are!" Jeannine said, her voice bright with excitement. "We waited so long for you that we had to start without you."
"Start what?" I asked, my hand still on the doorknob.
"Well, you said you didn't know Laurie or Adrienne very well," she explained, gesturing to the others. "I thought we could solve that by getting to know each other. And what better way than a game of Truth or Dare?"
I raised an eyebrow in silent response. While it was not a bad idea in theory, exhaustion weighed heavily on me, and the thought of the long day ahead made me crave solitude.
"I'm tired," I said evasively. "It's fine, really. I'm sure we'll all do great tomorrow without this."
Before I could say another word, Jeannine, Laurie, and Adrienne were on their feet, their laughter filling the room as they literally dragged me to a specific spot on the rug.
"Alright, alright, fine," I relented, settling onto the floor. "I'll play."
"Good," Laurie announced, a playful glint in her eye. "Since you were so reluctant, you're up first. Keep in mind, we have slightly different rules here. You can't choose truth twice in a row. So, truth or dare?"
"Before I answer, what are the parameters of your dares?" I asked, glancing at their expectant faces. "How far can we take things?"
"That's the best part," Jeannine answered, her excitement palpable. "There are no limits as to how far we could go. Now choose."
I decided to play it safe for my first turn. "Truth."
A collective, subtle wave of disappointment passed over the girls, though no one objected outright. They shared a knowing look before Adrienne leaned forward, her expression turning thoughtful.
"Since the aim here is getting to know each other," she began, "tell us something personal that you did in the last year that you regret the most."
That was a profound question. I try to live my life without many regrets. I didn't even regret the real, unsimulated sex with Jeannine during filming just a few hours ago, though it was definitely something I would try not to repeat. There was, however, one thing that had been eating at my conscience ever since I arrived.
"I have two younger siblings," I began slowly. "Twins, Zach and Daisy. I love them more than anyone else in the world. My regret is leaving them behind to come here for this film, especially while my parents are fighting over their custody."
A heavy silence fell over the room. Finally, Laurie spoke, her tone softer now. "Damn, that's heavy. I thought we were just going to talk about fun things."
I offered a faint smile and a shrug. "On the brighter side, now you know something personal about me. Come on, who's next?"
I reached out and spun the bottle. It whirled on the rough fabric of the rug before slowing to a stop, pointing directly at Laurie.
"Truth or Dare?" I asked.
"Dare," she said confidently, a teasing smirk playing on her lips.
I grinned back at her. "I dare you to make out with Adrienne for a full minute. And I want to see some real tongue action."
Adrienne immediately snatched a pillow from behind her and hurled it at my face. I ducked just in time, and it sailed past my head.
"You're a pervert," she announced, though there was no real heat in her words.
"I'm not denying it," I accepted with a laugh. "But you all decided there would be no rules, not me. So, are you going to do it?"
Adrienne and Laurie turned to each other, their hesitation obvious. I was about to offer Laurie a different dare when she suddenly darted forward, her lips crashing against Adrienne's. As much as I felt I should look away, I found I couldn't. It was the most electrifying thing I had ever seen.
Laurie's tongue darted out, and she forced her way into Adrienne's mouth. The other girl was only momentarily surprised before she eased into the kiss, her arms wrapping around Laurie's shoulders. They continued for a full minute, perhaps even longer, before Adrienne gently pushed Laurie away.
"That had to be a minute," Adrienne said, her breath a little short as she looked at me.
"Whoa," I let out, truly amazed. "That was the hottest thing I have ever seen. Even better than the scene in Cruel Intentions."
"Cruel Intentions?" Jeannine asked, her face scrunched in confusion.
Oops. Wrong era.
I shook my head quickly. "A book I read. Forget it. It was not even that good."
She didn't look fully convinced, but she thankfully let the matter drop when Laurie spun the bottle again. It whirled to a stop, pointing directly at me.
"That's not fair," I complained. "I just had my turn."
"The rule is you cannot have two consecutive turns," Adrienne shot back immediately. "Since you chose truth last time, you must take a dare now. Laurie, what should Noah do?"
"Hmmm," Laurie made an exaggerated thinking face before a proverbial light bulb seemed to turn on in her head. "Oh, I know. Since we will be seeing a lot of you tomorrow, why don't we start a little early? Spend the rest of the night without a single piece of clothing on."
"Really?" I asked. "You have already seen me naked."
"Yes," she agreed smoothly. "But the aim of this game is to get comfortable with each other so we do not feel any hesitation tomorrow on set."
As unorthodox as the idea was, her logic made a twisted sort of sense. After the day I had, a part of me didn't mind the liberation of shedding my clothes. Without further thought, I pulled my t-shirt over my head. Then I stood and undid my trousers, letting them pool at my feet. Moments later, my boxers joined the pile. I stepped out of them and sat back in my original spot, completely exposed.
All three girls had their eyes fixed pointedly below my waist. I clapped my hands once, snapping them back to attention.
"My eyes are up here, you perverts," I said with a grin before leaning forward to spin the bottle.
It landed on me again.
"What is wrong with this bottle?" I complained, giving it another, more forceful spin. This time it stopped on Adrienne.
"Ooh," I rubbed my hands together enthusiastically. "Truth or Dare?"
She looked me directly in the eye, her expression confident. "Dare."
I didn't speak immediately, but in that moment, I understood the real game. This was a ploy by the girls to take advantage of their only male roommate. Not that I had any problem with that. But if they had been upfront with me, we could have skipped the pretense and moved directly to the main event.
"I dare you," I said, my voice low and deliberate, "to place a big, wet, sloppy kiss on anyone's crotch in this room."
Adrienne cocked her head, a look of mild disbelief in her eyes. I didn't budge. If they were comfortable with the nudity required for the film, this dare was tame by comparison. I hadn't even asked for the other person to be undressed.
To my utmost surprise, Adrienne scooted closer to me. "Lie back, then," she said, her voice low.
My surprise quickly morphed into a thrill of excitement, which I masked with a soft chuckle. I did exactly as she asked, leaning back on the rug. She moved slowly towards my now semi-erect cock, which twitched in anticipation.
Adrienne was not exactly shy. Her lips landed right on my exposed glans. True to the dare, the kiss lingered. Then, to make it wet, her tongue emerged and swirled around the head. I was fully erect within moments, but before things could progress further, she pulled away, leaving me wanting more.
"There. Done," Adrienne said cockily, turning to the other girls. They shared a knowing giggle before she retook her seat and spun the bottle again.
It landed on me.
"Something is definitely wrong with this bottle," I complained, feigning annoyance. "Why's it always me?"
Jeannine, who sat to my right, leaned in close. "Are you not having fun?" she whispered, her breath warm against my ear.
"I am."
"Then what does it matter?"
I couldn't argue with that.
"Truth or Dare?" Adrienne asked, her eyes glinting.
Given the new direction of the game, there was no chance I was choosing to be truthful now.
"Dare."
Her grin widened. "That's what I like to hear. I dare you to stand up straight and let all the other players do whatever they want with your body for the next hour. You cannot speak or respond in any way, unless it is to fulfill a direct request."
It was an interesting proposition. I only had one condition.
"You cannot leave any marks anywhere," I reminded them. "We have a shoot tomorrow, and I'll be undressed for most of the day."
"Agreed," Adrienne nodded. "No marks on anyone. You or us."
I stood up in my birthday suit, my arms outstretched in a silent invitation. My erection was at full mast, throbbing with excitement for what was to come, and I was not disappointed.
"Holy shit!" Laurie exclaimed as she wrapped her hand around my length and began to stroke it slowly. "This is the biggest cock I have ever seen."
"Feels even better when it's inside," Jeannine commented casually. She rose onto her tiptoes and kissed me, a deep, claiming kiss. She pulled away a moment later, adding, "He is hands down the best sex I have ever had."
Meanwhile, Adrienne's hands were exploring my ass. I felt her bite softly on my cheek, not enough to leave a mark, but enough to surprise me. She pulled away for a moment, and when she returned, her bare breasts rubbed against my back as her hands kneaded my butt cheeks.
Laurie had taken me fully into her mouth, while Jeannine continued to kiss me with a fierce passion. These three women were using me as their personal sex toy, and I was loving every second of it.
One thing was now certain. I'd have no problem with any of my scenes tomorrow.
(Break)
I held Laurie's hands against the cold wall, my body hovering over hers. She wore only a bra and a pair of skimpy panties. After last night's game, I had gotten an intimate view of her body, and I knew firsthand that she possessed the most stamina and thirst of the three girls. Even when Adrienne and Jeannine were exhausted after two rounds each, Laurie had shown no signs of slowing down. We had gone at it like rabbits until early in the morning, and then also, we stopped because we had to get some shut eye before the shoot.
I, on the other hand, wore only a pair of jeans, the same ones I had worn commando when I left the set after my scene with Jeannine's character.
"You know you want this," I whispered against her ear, my voice a low murmur meant only for her, though the microphone would pick it up. "I do too. Just say the word, and I'll make this the best night of your life."
Hesitation flickered in her eyes for a fleeting moment before her expression resolved. She leaned her head forward and pressed her lips to mine. Within seconds, the kiss deepened into something passionate and hungry. My hands moved with practiced efficiency, unhooking her bra, lowering her panties, and then shucking my own jeans down to the floor around my ankles.
I turned her, pushing her back against the wall with her face away from me. Then I began to thrust. Again, the sound of our bare skin slapping together filled the quiet set. I tried desperately not to feel any excitement, to remain detached. While my body and face performed the motions of passion, my mind was a thousand miles away, deliberately conjuring images of old, shriveled, naked grandmothers to quell any rising excitement.
Despite my mental efforts, her shapely behind was in continuous contact with me. I could feel myself growing semi-hard, a traitorous physical response that I cursed inwardly. I fucking hated my demigod physiology sometimes.
Laurie could feel it, too. She leaned her head back against my shoulder, her lips finding the side of my neck in a soft, damp kiss.
"Harder," she moaned, her voice barely a whisper but perfectly audible to the microphone.
Deciding to mix things up for the camera, I placed my hand over hers, which was already cupping her vagina to keep it hidden from view. I shifted our positions, turning us so the camera now had a clear shot of her front. Her breasts bounced with the rhythm of our collision, our sweat-slicked bodies moving together. Finally, her head fell forward onto my shoulder, and her body went limp in my grasp, signaling her character's climax.
I pressed a final kiss to her damp cheek before letting her go completely, her weight sagging in my arms.
"Cut!"
(Break)
A completely naked Adrienne bounced on my lap as I lay on the bed, my hands playing with her jiggling breasts.
I had to give Sean credit for making each of the three sex scenes distinct. The first was a passionate missionary, the second was a frantic standing encounter against a bathroom wall, and the third and final one was cowgirl. Each was designed to offer the audience something new. If the MPAA passed the film without heavy cuts, I suspected more people would watch it for the sex than for the scares.
I arched my back slightly, meeting Adrienne's body as I kissed her fiercely on the lips before moving my mouth down to her breasts, swirling my tongue around her nipples. My hands remained fixed on her behind, guiding her rhythm. I had found the cowgirl position to be the easiest for filming. My dick was not in direct contact with her; a piece of flesh-toned foam had been placed between us, and she was essentially bouncing on that. The simulation was convincing from every camera angle, yet physically undemanding.
If I ever direct a sex scene, I'll remember this position to make it easier for everyone involved in shooting.
I lay back again, letting the rhythm of the scene take over, and closed my eyes. And just then…
"Cut!" Sean's voice echoed through the set, making both of us freeze instantly. "Great job, you two. That's a wrap on the act. Now, we'll replace Noah's body with a fake for the death scene."
We climbed off the bed and wrapped ourselves in the waiting bathrobes. We stood by as the special effects team moved in to place a lifelike dummy in my place. They couldn't replicate my head as accurately, so they had created a false bottom on the bed where my real body would go. My fake and real bodies will meet at my neck, making it look like my real head is connected to my fake body. This replica body would then be pierced by an arrow shot from a mechanism hidden below the bed, designed to drench Adrienne and my fake body in a gush of fake blood.
Adrienne, meanwhile, went over to the makeup artists to have the blood effects painted directly onto her skin.
It was a very ambitious sequence, one I had contributed to greatly. In the original script, Jeannine's character was not meant to be bloodied during this scene. I had suggested this alternative, where she would fight the killer naked while half-covered in my character's blood. It was gory, it was sexy, and I believed it was perfect for creating a memorable final confrontation between the heroine and the villainess.
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