Casting Part One Handjob Will Banks

Titled: “Handjob Audition: Will Banks Uncovered”

The casting studio was dimly lit, the air thick with anticipation and a hint of nervousness. Will Banks, a fresh-faced 18-year-old, nervously shifted in his chair, his heart pounding in his chest. He had always dreamt of breaking into the adult entertainment industry, but now that the moment had arrived, doubt crept in. The busty receptionist gave him a reassuring smile as she led him to the private audition room.

“Remember, just be yourself, Will,” she purred, her ample bosom straining against her low-cut top. “Let your talents shine through.” With a wink, she closed the door behind her, leaving Will alone with his racing thoughts.

The room was sparse, dominated by a king-sized bed draped in silky black sheets and surrounded by strategically placed mirrors. A single spotlight illuminated a well-worn massage table in the center. Will couldn’t help but imagine the countless rendezvous that had taken place within these very walls.

He fidgeted with his clothes, suddenly self-conscious about his outfit. Was a tight V-neck and low-slung jeans too casual for a pornographic audition? Before he could second-guess himself further, the door creaked open, revealing a tall, muscular man with a shaved head and a playful glint in his eye.

“You must be Will,” the man said, his voice deep and reassuring. “I’m Mike, the talent coordinator. I’ll be your guide through this process.” He extended a large, calloused hand, which Will shook eagerly.

Mike gestured to the massage table. “Have a seat, Will. Let’s start by getting to know you a little better.”

Will perched on the edge of the table, his palms sweaty and his mouth dry. Mike began to ask him a series of questions, each one more personal than the last. How old are you? Will 18 flash before his eyes as he realized he was about to be grilled by the seedy underbelly of the porn industry.

Mike leaned in closer, his piercing gaze fixed on Will’s face. “So, Will, tell me about your sexual history. What kind of experience do you have?”

Will’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he stammered, “I-I’m not really that experienced, to be honest. I mean, I’ve done some stuff, but nothing too crazy.”

Mike raised an eyebrow, a knowing smirk playing on his lips. “Nothing too crazy, huh? Well, that’s what we’re here for, isn’t it? To help you explore your wild side.”

He reached out and gently flipped open the top button of Will’s shirt, exposing a tantalizing glimpse of smooth, pale skin. “Tell me, Will, have you ever given a handjob before?”

Will’s breath caught in his throat as Mike’s fingers brushed against his collarbone. He nodded slowly, his pulse quickening at the touch. “Y-yeah, a couple of times.”

Mike’s hand slid lower, tracing the defined lines of Will’s chest. “A couple of times, huh? Well, let’s see what you’ve got.”

He stepped back and crossed his arms, a silent invitation for Will to put on a show. Will swallowed hard, licking his dry lips as he slowly unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his lean, toned torso. Mike’s eyes drank in the sight, a flicker of approval passing over his face.

“Very nice,” he murmured. “Now, take off those jeans. Let’s see what you’re working with downstairs.”

Will complied, shimmying out of his jeans until he was left in just a pair of tight-fitting boxer briefs. The heat of Mike’s gaze seared into him, making his skin tingle with anticipation.

“Touch yourself, Will,” Mike commanded softly. “Show me what gets you going.”

With trembling hands, Will reached down and gripped himself through the thin fabric of his underwear. He stroked slowly at first, then with increasing boldness, his arousal building with each passing moment. Mike watched intently, his own breathing growing heavier.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Mike breathed, stepping closer once again. His hand reached out, brushing against Will’s thigh with the lightest of touches. Will gasped, his hips bucking forward involuntarily.

“Keep going, Will,” Mike urged, his voice a low, seductive purr. “I want to see you really get into it.”

Will closed his eyes, losing himself in the sensations coursing through his body. His hand moved faster, his grip becoming more urgent as he neared the edge. Mike’s presence was like a living, breathing entity, positively radiating with desire.

“Oh god,” Will moaned, his hips jerking erratically as he teetered on the brink of climax. “I’m gonna… I’m gonna…”

“Come for me, Will,” Mike growled, his hand suddenly grasping Will’s wrist, stilling his movements. “I want to see it. I want to see you fall apart.”

With a strangled cry, Will obliged, his body convulsing with pleasure as he spilled over the edge. Mike held him steady, his grip firm and unrelenting, almost as if he were absorbing Will’s ecstasy into himself.

When it was over, Will slumped back onto the massage table, his chest heaving and his skin glistening with a sheen of sweat. Mike released his wrist, trailing his fingers along Will’s arm in a feather-light caress.

“Well done, Will,” he said, his voice heavy with satisfaction. “You’ve got the chops for this business.”

Will forced himself to sit up, his head spinning with the intensity of it all. “S-so, what happens now?”

Mike chuckled, a wicked gleam in his eye. “Now, my friend, the real fun begins. Welcome to the world of porn.”

Will couldn’t help but grin, a thrill of excitement coursing through him. He had finally taken the plunge, dipping his toes into the murky waters of adult entertainment. Little did he know, this was just the beginning of a wild and tumultuous journey, one that would test his limits and force him to confront his deepest, darkest desires.

But for now, he revelled in the moment, basking in the glow of his triumphant audition. Mike had seen something in him, something special and unique, and Will was determined to prove him right. The future was bright, and Will Banks was ready to embrace it with open arms and an open mind.