Toby's Audition, Part 10

After seeing the contract Stelle offered, I signed it and waited for the next call. She had stipulated that I refrain from sex (and masturbating) three days before the exhibition, and I would be required to be 'on display' for three hours during the exhibition. She explained that she wanted 'the best' from her models, and she was just making sure that we had built up a large reserve of semen.

I received a reminder call on Wednesday, and I was told to show up at the gallery by five o'clock. They would have some food for us to eat before the show, but Stelle needed us early to make sure we were ready. I showed up before five on Saturday and Anna took me through the gallery as we went to the waiting area. The walls of the gallery were a pristine white, and I saw five holes in three different walls. Two of the holes were about three feet off the floor, and three of them were about four feet high. I assumed those were our 'gloryholes', but Anna didn't explain.

We got to the back room and I saw a table with lots of snacks on it, as well as six chairs placed in various parts of the room. I saw a skinny guy resting in one chair, his head in his hands. He was naked. Another, older (I assumed maybe 30?) guy was sitting not far away, lounging easily in a chair, letting his fat dick flop out over his big, hairy balls. In fact, not only were his balls hairy; there seemed to be hair on almost every inch of his body. His chest and stomach looked like he could be a gorilla, and his pubic hair was dark and thick. If his penis had been a lot shorter, it would have been obscured in his sizable bush.

Anna introduced me to Megan and went back up front. Megan told me to undress and sit in the chair, and she'd be right back. I removed my clothes and sat as she went over to the 'gorilla' and squatted down in front of him. She grabbed his thick, flaccid dick and lifted it up as if she was inspecting it. After pulling and squeezing his soft member, she hefted his large balls in her hand, lifting them up and pulling them slightly out. She seemed to be asking a few questions, and then she stood up and walked over to me.

"So, how are you tonight? Do you want any food before we get started?" she asked pleasantly as she stood in front of me. She seemed in her early twenties and had sandy blonde hair, pulled back to show her pretty face. Her clothes were not form-fitting, but I could tell she had a nice figure. If I had not gotten used to being naked in front of pretty girls just a few weeks ago, I would have had a raging hardon. 

"No, I'm good. I'm just wondering how this works ......... we're supposed to wait here until it's time for the show?" I responded, only slightly nervous that I was naked with other guys in front of a pretty girl. 

"Yeah, this is your dressing room, and I'm going to prep you. Would you spread your legs, please?"

"Um, sure ..... you just need to ............ "

"Stelle said your balls looked pretty smooth, and she wanted me to make sure they were shaved. Do you usually shave your balls? They feel kind of prickly."

"Oh, they were only shaved because I did a movie about a month ago. They shaved and trimmed me .......... is that what you're going to do?"

"Your dick looks pretty good ........ I'll just get your balls smooth."

"You're not going to shave him? Those fat things are pretty furry."

"What, Manny's balls? They are pretty big and hairy, aren't they? Stelle wants to keep them that way. She wants variety in her exhibition, and his fat dick and balls will be at one end of the room. Davey's little dick will be at the other."

"Davey ............ that's the guy looking nervous with his head in his hands?"

"Oh, he just feels bad because he came already. Stelle said that he's a fast cummer, and she was right."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I just grabbed his penis to inspect it, and before I could lift his balls up, he was squirting right on me. I wiped some of it off, but you can see the stain on my shirt."

"Oh yeah, I guess I can see a wet spot. He looks kind of young."

"Actually, he's eighteen. He just hasn't got much pubic hair. That's why he'll be at the other end of the room .... that, and his small penis."

"Oh, he's pretty small, huh? How do I measure up?"

"You look pretty average .......... you're in the middle of the room. Stelle said your big talent is distance."

"Yeah, I guess .............. I hope I can satisfy her tonight. This seems pretty weird ....... sticking our dicks through holes and letting strangers play with them."

"You're not the first one to say that. As long as you didn't cum recently, I think you'll do fine. Let me go get a razor." Megan walked over to a cabinet and I realized that having a conversation with this pretty girl as she felt my balls and penis had definitely had an effect on me. I was sporting a semi. I wasn't too afraid of  'pulling a Davey' and squirting my load all over Megan. After all, she was just going to shave my balls. Lizzie had shaved more than that, and I hadn't squirted all over her (well, not during the shaving).

As Megan walked back, Anna came into the room with two more guys. One was a tall black man who looked to be in his late twenties. The other guy looked exotic ..... maybe middle-eastern or Greek. He had a dark complexion with a medium beard. Megan greeted them and told them to get undressed, pointed to chairs, then returned to me and placed her tools on the floor. 

She pushed my penis out of the way and lathered up my balls, having me lift my legs slightly to get all the way back. She used smooth, light strokes to get the stubble off my balls, and without any pain, she was soon wiping my hairless balls with a wet cloth.

"It looks like you shave your asshole, too," she smiled as she inspected her work. I was now totally hard as this sexy girl held my penis and commented on my asshole.

"Um, it was part of the movie. I don't usually ..........." I responded as she let go of my hardon and stood  to move on to the next. She let out a small gasp, and whispered under her breath, "My god, look at that thing!"

I turned to see what she was referring to, and the black guy was now completely naked. He had a big black snake hanging in front of his saggy balls. It looked huge! His penis was longer than mine was fully hard. it was also thick, looking like a fat sausage. His low hanging sac held two big eggs, much larger than mine. He had a trail of hair from his bellybutton down to his oversized penis, and spreading down his long legs.

"Wow, that is a big one," I said quietly as I saw Megan staring. She was almost licking her lips as she knew she would be inspecting him next. "He must be the ten-incher. Stelle said it was pretty impressive," she said with awe.

"Yeah, if you like big dicks," I quipped, hoping that this pretty girl would pay more attention to mine. She looked back to me and smiled, patting my bare leg. "Oh, you're fine. I've got to get back to work." She stood up and walked over to the drooping monster, lifting it up and bouncing it lightly as if she was weighing it. She did the same thing with his saggy balls, bouncing them in her hand and flopping them back and forth. He just stood there stoically as she looked over every inch (and I mean seven or eight) of his long snake, talking quietly with him. She then let go and moved on to the bearded man, and I noticed that his penis was shorter than mine (soft) and had a long foreskin dangling off the tip. His cock and balls were not shaved, and Megan inspected them much as she had mine, pulling his penis out and hefting his balls. She grabbed the tip of his foreskin and pulled as she shook his limp penis, stretching the skin as she giggled. He laughed and chatted with her as she moved to his heavy balls, giving them little pats to make them bounce back and forth. They seemed to be quite comfortable with each other.

Anna came into the room and gave Megan an order. Megan stood up and went over to Davey as Anna left, and soon she was taking Davey out the door. I felt a little thirsty, so I went over to the table with food and drinks. As I was pouring something for myself, the bearded guy walked up and grabbed some crackers and cheese. I thought I'd break the ice, so I said, "Hi, I'm Toby. I've never done anything like this."

He responded with, "Oh, I think this might be fun. I'm Meltdown, by the way."

"Meltdown? Is that really your ................?"

"It's a stage name. I'm an artist, so I want some mystique."

"Wow, you're an artist, and Stelle is an artist. Has she seen your work?"

"That's why I'm here. She saw my last show and said I'd be perfect for her exhibition."

"Really? How did she know ......?"

"Meltdown .......... time to go. I'll show you to your hole," I heard Megan's voice, and she was already taking him out of the room. I was the only one left. I drank a little and didn't have too long to wait before Megan returned and told me to follow her. I walked naked behind her and quietly asked, "So ..... that guy's name is Meltdown? What does he do? You seemed pretty familiar with him."

"Oh, we've worked together before. He's an artist, and he paints with his dick," she said casually as she ushered me onto a small platform and pointed to the hole in the wall. "Just put your dick and balls though that hole, and don't make a sound. I'll come back after the show to get back in the room. I have to go start pouring champagne, now."

I slowly pushed my half-hard cock through the hole, squeezing my smooth balls underneath as there was just enough room, making a tight fit. I imagined that the exhibit room now had five sets of dicks and balls sticking out of holes. I heard a rush of doors opening, and then footsteps. More footsteps followed, and I heard gasps and giggling as I felt the presence of many people. I heard the clink of wine glasses and soft murmurs as people began talking quietly among themselves. Then I heard Stelle's confident voice filling the room as she declared, "Ladies and gentlemen, you may handle them however you wish. They are for you to explore." 

Soft footsteps and murmurs continued, and then I heard two female voices as they approached. "Oh, they look so smooth. Do you think they're soft?"
"What if we poke them? She said we could do anything ........ maybe I should squeeze them?"

I felt cold fingers wrapping around my balls, squeezing gently and then pulling. Maybe it was the feel of my freshly-shaved balls, or the fact that strangers were looking at and feeling my genitals, but I felt a rush of excitement.

"Oh look, it's getting bigger! It's raising up!" I heard as a hand slapped my growing penis. They let go and giggled as they saw me getting hard. "I wonder if we should ......." one of them asked when we heard a scream from across the room. Several other people were laughing, and suddenly there was considerable conversation filling the room.

"What happened? Why did she .....?" my observers wondered, and then I heard another voice join them. "It just squirted! She barely touched it, and it started shooting big streams of goo right on the floor! If she had been standing right in front, she might have got some on her."
"What, that little one down there? I didn't even want to bother with it."
"Yeah, it was hard already and when she grabbed it, sperm just started shooting out. It was pretty funny how she screamed and jumped away."

"Wow, I wonder if they are all gonna squirt? I wanna see that big one! Look how long it is! Have you ever touched a Black cock before?"

I heard their voiced receding, and other people walked by and ran their hands over my hardened cock. Some grabbed my balls, and one person roughly punched them, giving me a jolt in my abdomen. Was I going to have people abusing my balls? I don't have a very high pain tolerance. 

More people gathered and I heard someone say, "Look at his little hole ........... it's leaking." Lots of giggling ensued, and more people gingerly touched my penis, more of a feel than a stroke. Some people were commenting, mostly about size and hardness. One woman remarked on 'how much thicker the black cock was' and how tight my balls were compared to his. Then I felt a strong hand grasp my excited penis and rub across my dripping peehole. I jumped from the sensation, but remembered not to utter a sound.

The hand began to stroke casually, moving up and down my shaft until my whole penis was slippery. I felt the strokes increase, and then I felt fingers stroking across my smooth scrotum. The sensation was wonderful, and I thrust my hips forward as If I could 'fuck' the hole in the wall.

"Oh look, he wants to cum! Stroke him faster. Let's see if he does better than that little dick down there," I heard from an observer, and I seemed to feel more hands touching my penis and balls. I had a group of strangers playing with my cock and balls, wanting to see me cum!

My excitement had built to such a level that I knew I couldn't hold back. Three days of abstaining had built up quite a reserve in my balls, and it was urgently wanting to come out. Well, what the hell ........ if I was the evening's entertainment, why should I hold it in? I had to remember to stay quiet as I felt my orgasm rising, and I reveled in the feeling of multiple hands touching my penis. A wave of pleasure flooded up my body, and I heard gasps from my eager audience as I obviously had a powerful orgasm.

"Oh, look at it! Look how far it's going!"
"Hey, it's shooting way over there!"
"He's really cummimg!" "There's so much!"
"Eeewww, it got on my shoe!"
"AAAeeeeegggghhhhh! My fur!"

This last comment rose above the others, and the hand stroking my penis let go as everyone's attention was going to some woman wearing a fur. I heard some laughter, but I heard an angry voice declaring, "I was just walking by, and all of a sudden I felt this stuff splashing on my arm, and it left streaks on my fur! How dare I be treated this way?"

I heard muffled giggles around me and comments of, "He did squirt really far, didn't he?" and, "that must have shot five feet! That's some real squirting!"
"I could feel the pulses with each squirt," as my audience was duly impressed with my powerful ejaculation. I felt the warm relief of releasing so much tension when I heard Stelle's confident voice, "I'm so sorry, ma'am. We never know what will happen. That is quite a mess. I'll get your fur to the dry cleaners right away. I'll take care of everything. Here, have some more champagne."