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I was so delighted to hear I'd won the part that I hugged Jake, then kissed him on the mouth, while he led me from his dungeon to his bedroom upstairs, with great views out to the blue Pacific.

Gently but firmly he lowered me to the edge of the bed. I knelt crouching and felt his cock penetrate my anus, then he was pumping into me, kissing me on the neck and throat constantly, until I heard him come with a groaning "Ohmigod".

I fell forward, then felt him placing warm cloths to my anus, cleaning me, then rolling me over before taking my aching erection in his hand and jerking me to a very quick climax. Again he used a cloth to clean up the results of my excitement from my chest.

We lay back on the bed, cuddling, for a few minutes, when Jake picked up his bedside phone and punched in a number. I traced my fingers along his beautifully sculpted upper body as he made his call.

"Hi, Sarge? It's me, Jake. Hold all calls on the latest movie - I've got the perfect boy for the subby. His name's Dirk, but hey, fuck that, we'll say something like 'Introducing Jeremy Jism', or something similar.

"He's from Boston. Pretty boy, great body, great cock, 'bout eight inches, and very submissive. You're gonna love him."

Jake fell silent as Sarge had his say, then Jake went on: "Sure, great idea. He's staying with me tonight, and I'm gonna flag the office tomorrow. Come on around about 10 and you and young Jeremy here can get acquainted."

When Jake had hung up, I asked him: "Is that the famous Sarge?"

"Sure is," said Jake, as he placed another cold Dos Equis Amber in my hand, and drinking from his fresh one. "Why? Don't tell me you've got anything against black men?"

"Of course not," I said, quickly, fearing my question might have been misinterpreted. "It's just that he's a bit of a legend with my uncle. He will be as envious as anything when he hears I'm going to star in a movie with Sarge."

I'd seen Sarge in several porn films. Sometimes playing the part of punisher of nubile young ladies, usually blonde and incredibly busty. Not that I'd cared much for the blondes, I was just besotted by the tall, muscular Sarge, with his pencil-slim Clark Gable moustache, his chocolate brown skin and his massive cock.

But it was the gay videos Sarge had starred in that had really got me up, hard and drooling. I remember one, in particular, where Sarge had dealt to a lovely young blonde boy, not very unlike me, in fact.

He'd taken him on a route march through some wooded terrain, Sarge comfortable in his camo fatigues and large Stetson, the blonde boy naked, save for rough work boots to protect his feet. Sarge had sure put the kid through his paces and now he was going to do something similar to me! My cock started to throb at the thought.

"You'll get along with Sarge famously," said Jake, as we sucked on our Ambers. "He's known in the business as 'The Punisher', don't matter whether it's young blonde boys or young blonde gals, Sarge is always 'The Punisher'."

"How long's he been in the industry?" I asked.

"Sarge has been on the scene for about six or seven years," Jake said, as we relaxed in the late evening sun which bathed the bedroom. "Came out of Dallas, or Houston - well, somewhere in Texas - and appeared in a heterosexual B