Message-ID: <4742eli$9710091419@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/Year97/4742.txt> From: David Abuhove <dabby@access.mountain.net> Subject: The Juvenile Casting Couch #8 (D.Abby) (bg,mast) (8!12) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <343CFEE6.5912@access.mountain.net> The Juvenile Casting Couch #8 (D.Abby) (bg,mast) (8!12) The following story is for adults only. It contains scenes depicting sex among minor children and, between minors and adults. It is entirely a work of fiction and the characters contained within are completely the figment of the authors imagination. (they do sometimes embody his fantasies, however.) If sexual activities among just pubescent children bother you, or sexual activity between just pubescent children and adults, I suggest you hit the back button. Please do not read this if you are under the age of 18 or if it is illegal in your community. (Can't you just see a horny twelve year old zipping up his pants and hitting the back button at this point. I should live so long.) Copyrighted 1997 by the author. Permission is granted to re-post this in any non profit archive, home page, news group, or bbs. Please do not change it if you repost I spent many hours working on this and it says what I want it to say. If you haven't hit the back button yet, enjoy. I would like to have your opinions of my work and, and while I don't promise, I usually try to answer my e-mail. Dabby@access.mountain.net THE JUVENILE CASTING COUCH By D. Abby Chapter - 8 The film was in the can and Pat went back to a more normal existence. He was a minor celebrity in school but dodged most of it. He insisted on going back to the odd jobs for Anne. He couldn't get his hands on the money in the trust fund that had been set up and the money Anne paid him was pocket money. It also gave him a reason to continue his fuck and suck sessions with Anne each Wednesday. He had his nightly sessions with Sarah and he would get together with her when David had his music lesson. He lapped her cunt and she sucked his cock. He visited Alice one Saturday and her parents went out and left them alone for three hours. They had time to do a lot of things. Alice gave him a blow job and he lapped her cunt to get his prick hard again. After that they fucked and during the cleanup Pat got another hard on when she tongue fucked his ass. They were in position so they did a sixty nine. That was real neat. Another neat time was when Sue had him visit and spend the night. She had him visit on two more occasions. One of those nights she taught him about ass fucking. That was real neat, her ass hole was even tighter than Alice's cunt. Pat didn't take these things for granted. He realized how lucky he was. There weren't many twelve year olds who had as active a sex life as he had. Most of them were like David and jerked off. Pat jerked off too, and he occasionally did it with David, but he had a lot of other ways to relieve his sexual tensions and he enjoyed every one of them. His life was turned topsy turvy when the movie was released. It received tremendous critical acclaim and ran away with the box office sweepstakes. One of the more respected critics said that he had seen the original script and due to the fine performance of Patrick Leary a slightly vulgar, run of the mill picture became a sensitive portrayal of a young boy's love for an older woman and his sexual awakening. Pat blushed when someone referred to the critic's final line, 'Patrick Leary will take his place as one of the all time great child actors if he never makes another film.' All the talk shows wanted Pat. Johnny said he had five contract offers. The movie grossed over the fifty million by the end of four weeks. Pat was making a lot of money. Things were getting out of control. There was a conference with Johnny. He pointed out that before the year was out Pat would be a millionaire and he should hire someone to manage his money. Johnny referred them to a financial manager and he was hired. Representatives from four film companies and all four television networks wanted to sign Pat on. Sean and Robin, with Pat's concurrence said they weren't about to plunge into things this quickly. Leave their proposals and 'we will contact you'. Johnny grinned and agreed with this decision. When the meeting room was cleared Johnny got down to business with the Learys. Sean and Robin, again with Pat's concurrence, didn't want his life totally disrupted. Pat would make two movies a year. The shooting schedule wasn't to go over eight weeks. One would be during summer vacation from school and the other could be during the school year. Pat could manage eight weeks out of the school year without loosing too much ground. Pat would not be available before one o'clock for the movie shot during the school year to give him adequate time with his tutors. Pat would make one guest appearance a month on TV. At this time Pat was not prepared to attempt a TV series. Johnny had seen too many kids ruined by trying to capitalize on instant popularity. He made several suggestions on the business of 'Pat'. He suggested that they consult with Sue about scripts and, at least for the next one if it could be worked, Pat should try to play opposite Sue. Pat liked that idea a lot. The business end of 'Pat' was now taken care of but he still had some problems he didn't know how to handle. A month after the release of the film he caught his father when his mother wasn't home. "Dad, - uh can I talk with you." Sean saw that Pat was really troubled. He took Pat into his office and sat down with him. "Okay, Pat, what's the problem?" Pat sort of hung his head and didn't look his father in the eye. "It's sort of embarrassing, dad." Sean controled his face so that Pat couldn't see his grin. "I can see it's worrying you and I can't help you unless you tell me what it is." When Pat still hesitated, Sean got worried. "You haven't gotten a girl pregnant, have you?" Pat blushed and stammered and Sean became even more concerned. He smothered his own sigh of relief when Pat finally answered. Getting a young girl pregnant wasn't that unusual these days. Pat finally stammered, "No but that's sort of what the problem is about." Sean relaxed a little but he wondered about his son's circumlocution. Now he was sure the problem had to do with his son's precocious sex life. "Son, there's an old saying that there is no such thing as being a little bit pregnant. Either you are or you aren't." Pat took a deep breath and blurted, "Dad, it's not that I have anybody pregnant but it's getting more and more difficult not to." Sean's eyebrows shot up. "Exactly what do you mean by that?" Pat got to the point. "Well, it's girls. I think every girl in my class and more than half of the older girls in school have asked me to visit them after school. They always end up by saying that their parents won't be home and we could have fun." Now Sean did grin at his son. "You're complaining. I bet every boy in your class would be glad to trade places with you." Pat felt a little more relaxed now that it was out in the open. "I'd like to do things with them but I don't think they're taking the pill. I don't want to just go with any girl and do things but it's awfully hard not to sometimes." Sean looked at his son. Pat sat there with his head hanging. Sean went over and hugged him. "And I'll bet something else gets hard too. Pat, you have no idea how proud I am of you. There are a lot of boys that wouldn't be as responsible or practical. I'm not saying that you couldn't get friendly with one or two if you liked them but even there you would have to be careful. They might start to brag about what you were doing and then things could get even tougher." Sean thought for a few moments. "I'm afraid that I can't help much. It's something that you have to work out for yourself. You're doing very well and I think you're handling your problems with a lot of maturity. There are some alternatives. I don't like them and don't think you would either. You'll have more money very shortly than you'll ever need in your life. If you want you can go to a private school or an all boys school. For that matter, you don't even have to go to school. We could use those tutors you liked. I think they're better than your teachers at school anyway. But it's not a natural life. You would be building a cocoon around yourself and I don't think you would like that very much. Maybe the best thing to do is cope with things the way they are. You've done a good job so far." The two of them sat in silence for a while. Pat thought over everything his father had said. Finally he heaved a big sigh and grinned. "Okay, dad. We leave things as they are. It is hard,", Pat blushed then gave another big grin, "You're right, sometimes it gets me hard, but I can put up with it." Sean loved Pat, he was very proud of him, and amazed at how mature his son was acting in a very difficult situation. He didn't think very many thirteen year olds would do as well. There was one entanglement Pat didn't avoid. He was caught off base and there was nothing much he could have done about it. One day when David wasn't with them, Shirley got off the bus with Pat and said she wanted to talk with him. Pat really liked Shirley. He would have liked to do the things with her that he did with Alice and he was sure he could. The only thing was he didn't want to take advantage of his fame. He was afraid she would do things with him that she really didn't want to do. He invited her in the house with him. Robin knew who Shirley was. Sean had relayed Pat's concerns about the girls in school and Robin wasn't as tolerant as her husband. She didn't want her son associating with those little sluts. The nerve of them trying to entrap her innocent young son. Robin thought Shirley was a nice girl and prepared snacks while the kids went into Pat's computer room to work on the computer or play games on it. Pat turned on the computer thinking they'd play some games. Robin brought them sandwiches and Pat started to explain the game to Shirley. Shirley looked at him as if she didn't hear a word he was saying. That wasn't like Shirley, she usually got what he was saying before he finished a sentence. Then Pat got a real shock. Shirley shook her head and blushed then looked him straight in the eye. "Pat, you've been doing the things with my mother that you were supposed to have done with Aunt Mary in that movie, haven't you?" Pat was caught off guard. "Uh, Well, even if I were, I wouldn't tell you. It's not right to tell anybody what you're doing with somebody else." Now that she had started Shirley was no longer tongue tied. "That's all right, Pat. You don't have to say so. I know what my mother does with odd job boys. I saw her do them with the boys we had before you when I was too young to know what was happening. Sometimes I get home early from ballet. When mom had a boy in her room I would watch through the keyhole. When I saw the boy start to get dressed I sneaked out and come back later after the boy is gone. I came home early that first day you did odd jobs for mom and you were in her room but you don't have to tell me about it." Pat sat there and looked at Shirley. He didn't know what to say. Shirley was quiet for a while too. She looked at Pat out of the corner of her eye and blushed. "Uh, Pat?" "Yeh?" "I'm sort of scared of those things but I want to know about boys. Would you let me see you and feel you? When I saw that movie I got all wet between my legs. I won't say anything to my mother and I won't come home early from ballet any more, but I want to find out about boys. Uh, I really mean you're the boy I want to find out about. I don't think I would ever do anything with any other boy." Pat blushed. Shirley wanted to do things with him but she certainly wasn't ready to go very far. Was he ready to take out his prick and let her feel it? It was almost a scary as that first time with her mother. There were problems, if she handled his prick, he might shoot off. Was Shirley ready for that? He felt about Shirley the same way he felt about Sally in Chicago. She was someone special, he'd never even considered doing things with her. "Uh, Shirley?" "Yeh?" "You know what happened in that scene in the movie?" "When you meet Aunt Mary? Uh, yeh." "You know that might happen if I let you feel me?" "Uh, I hadn't thought of it. I guess so." "It'll embarrass me if I let you do what you want." Shirley blushed and kissed his cheek. It was different than the other kisses he'd had lately. He guessed this wouldn't happen if he hadn't been in that movie. He wondered how many more things were going to happen because of it. "All right Shirley, I'll let you do it if you want, but not here. My mother might come down any time." Shirley gave him a another light kiss on the cheek and sat and thought for a while. "Nobody ever comes to the garage behind my house. Can we go there?" Pat couldn't think of any reason why not. "Uh, I guess so. When?" Shirley could hardly wait. "Gee, I'll leave now. Come there in fifteen minutes." Shirley ran up the stairs. Pat wondered if he should jerk off. If he did, he might not get hard when Shirley felt him. His father had called it the gallant reflex. Shirley might think he didn't like her if he didn't get hard. He waited fifteen minutes and went to the garage. Shirley was waiting for him. She let him in the door and gave him another little kiss. A bench was pushed up against a wall and they sat down. Shirley looked at Pat and blushed again. Pat blushed right along with her. This was a lot less than what he'd done with Alice or even Sarah but somehow it was harder. His prick got hard just thinking about it. Shirley was looking at the bulge in his pants. "Uh, Pat, will you take it out?" Pat fumbled with his fly but finally got his hard prick out in the open. Shirley stopped blushing. She was too interested in the organ Pat was exposing. She'd sneaked looks in medical books but this was more interesting. The white shaft with the pink head fascinated her. A drop of pre cum seep out of his pisshole and the crotch of her panties got even wetter. She moved her had toward Pat's prick. She rubbed the drop of pre cum and slid her finger across the head of his prick then rubbed all around the rim. She looked at his face then back down to his crotch which was more interesting at the moment. She wrapped her hand around his prick and stroked it up and down. Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; jets of cum arced out of his prick and the rest leaked over Shirley's fist. It felt good to Pat but it made him blush. Shirley asked, "Does it feel good when you do that?" Pat nodded, "Uh, I guess about as good as it feels when you use your fingers on yourself." Shirley's eyebrows went up. How did Pat know that? "I never told you I do that." Pat explained. "Uh, a book I read said all girls do that just like all boys pull on their thing." "Oh." "Uh, Shirley? "Yeh?" "I'll use my fingers on you if you want me to." "Uh, I do want you to but I'm afraid. Maybe some other time. Do you mind?" "No, that's all right. I better go home now it's getting close to supper." Pat extricated his limp prick from Shirley's hand and she gave him another little kiss. Pat wondered why Shirley's pecks felt just as good as French kisses from her mother. He left for home and wondered if they would do this again. He was sure that this wasn't the end of it. He wasn't going to make Shirley do anything she didn't want to. He wanted to lap her cunt but he wouldn't unless she asked. He'd like to fuck her and have her suck his cock but wouldn't suggest it to her. That night they had a family conference after dinner. Johnny had called him that afternoon to tell him that he'd arranged with the biggest, most popular, talk show for his first TV appearance. It was a Friday so it wouldn't interfere with school. Pat wasn't too happy with it but was willing to go along. The movie was being considered for seven Oscars and Johnny said the more publicity the better. Like any adolescent, Pat was competitive. If it took appearances by him to win, he would do it. The night came, Pat was ushered onto the set and given the chair next to the MC. The MC, as usual when faced with a youngster, had no idea how to proceed. He asked some insipid questions about school. Pat grinned and answered. He was doing very well in school. The MC asked him about his relations with his schoolmates. Pat said he'd been troubled at first because everybody was paid too much attention to him but he'd just pretended it wasn't happening and then, after a while, it stopped happening and things got back to normal. When Pat said he had no theatrical background the MC wanted to know how he did so well, he was up for an Oscar for his performance. Pat said he tried to act naturally and Sue Charmin had coached him. The MC felt he had something there and jumped on this. He asked Pat what it was like working for such a famous actress. "Wow! It was neat." "Was Sue difficult to get along with on the set?" "Only if you fouled up." "How did it feel to have her kiss you?" "Wow!" "Oh, you liked that." "I sure did." "They say you spent a good deal of time with Sue in her dressing room." "Yeh, we studied lines together and she coached me on how to act." "They say that's not all that went on there." "What do you mean?" "They say that she taught you other things." Pat didn't like this. He decided to play innocent. "What do you mean?" "Well, they say she was treating you the way Aunt Mary treated Jamie." Pat got indignant. "Why would a woman like Ms. Charmin want to do anything with a kid like me except help me get the scenes right?" The MC realized he was getting nowhere. "Uh, That meeting scene, wasn't that difficult?" "It had to be done that way to make it work." "Wasn't it embarrassing to do that?" Pat blushed and stammered. "Uh, I'd rather not talk about that scene. It just had to be done that way." The MC persisted. "But it must have been embarrassing to have them make you do that in public." Pat blushed again then looked directly at the MC and shook his head. "They cleared the set to shoot that scene and nobody talked about it after that. The only time it's really embarrassing is when somebody like you insists on asking about it in front of all these people." The MC had the grace to apologize. He went on to the next guest. The rest of the guests on the show kept pulling Pat back into the conversation even though the MC tried to steer it another way. Sean, Robin, and Johnny thought he handled things rather well. The phone was ringing when they got home and Sue was on the line to tell him he was a doll. The TV columnist all picked up on it and said how that well poised youngster had put the MC in his place. Johnny called and said he had at least a dozen more requests for talk shows. The boy's at school, David included, wanted to know if he'd done things besides study lines in Sue Charmin's dressing room. Pat never did lie, he just looked innocent and ask what else did they think he could have been doing. When it came to the less specific areas he was less inhibited and when the boys at school asked about how it felt to kiss Sue he would tell them how she would rub up against him and how good it felt. The boys all got a big kick out of that and felt they were being let in on things other people didn't know. The coolness that had developed when the girls were chasing him gradually disappeared and he developed a few more friendships. Movie Magazine wanted to do an article and Johnny said he should do it. They came out on a Saturday with cameras and a writer spent the whole day with him. Even Robin approved of the story when it came out. The writer had made much over the fact that Pat kept his odd job position because his other money was tied up and it was the only way he could get any pocket money. Things were going well. -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/> .../assm/faq.html> /