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Sexometer
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CAUGHT ON CAMERA: PART THREE

Lily Harlem

Part three in the Caught on Camera serial

Reece Carter had never set his sights on porn stardom before, but it seems now that’s exactly where he’s heading, as well as Las Vegas.

With the next scene of
Slippery Slots
about to be filmed, Reece can’t help but feel anxious. Now in Las Vegas and with The Strip his new playground, thoughts of the hung-like-a-donkey cowboy about to join the action are never far away.

Just as well he has Cade to distract him. Sexy, giving, beautiful Cade who somehow ‘gets’ what Reece is worrying about and smoothes out the wrinkles, as well as filling him with confidence.

As it turns out, there’s no need for worry and with every move, kiss and lick caught on camera, the
ménage a trois
scene starring Grayson from Texas kicks off in spectacular style.

With two sexy men attending his every need, Reece knows he has the best job on Earth and he’s getting paid handsomely for it. Wow, he hit the jackpot big time when he met Cade, and now all of his hot-spots are being hit with the same blissfully satisfying intensity.

Trademarks Acknowledgement

The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of the following wordmarks mentioned in this work of fiction:

The Luxor: MGM Resorts International

The Bellagio: MGM Resorts International

Paris Hotel: Paris Las Vegas, Caesars Entertainment Corporation

Excalibur Hotel: MGM Resorts International

Stetson: John B. Stetson Company

Chapter Twelve

Reece had never been over the Atlantic Ocean before so Cade, who had once, let him sit by the window.

He was amazed at the cold expanses of snow as they traveled high over Greenland and Canada, then excited to see icebergs floating in the dark water. They looked tiny from thirty-five thousand feet in the air but he knew they must be enormous to be visible from such a height.

Across the aisle, Donna and Jack were plugged into their personal screens, and Cade was sleeping next to him with his headphones on. The movie Cade had been watching finished ages ago and it was just a blank screen. Reece didn’t bother to turn it off or adjust it. The rest would do Cade good, because they’d been on the go non-stop since yesterday.

It had been a whirlwind of packing and shutting up his flat after filming the first scene of
Slippery Slots
. He’d signed a contract—agreeing to star in the entire movie in return for ten thousand pounds and all expenses paid.

All expenses paid
. Reece had never had all expenses paid before, not even a free lunch. He couldn’t quite believe he was on his way to Las Vegas and the plane ticket hadn’t cost him a penny. He usually budgeted all year for a fortnight in Magaluf with his mates.

“Would you like another drink, sir?”

Reece looked up at the air stewardess. “Er, yes please—a beer if you have one.”

“Certainly. And your friend?”

Reece looked at Cade, who was now not just his friend but Reece’s lover and co-star. “No, leave him sleeping.”

She nodded and passed him a can of beer and a plastic glass.

Reece popped the pull, poured then looked at Cade. He was so damn handsome in a dark, brooding, sexy-as-fuck way. Yet Reece knew that he could turn on the charm, be teasing and cocky and also serious and organized. There was something about Cade that made Reece feel warm inside—like he really wasn’t alone for the first time in what felt like forever.

He studied the way Cade’s stubble—trimmed and neat—coated his top lip, was carefully sculpted around his jaw then faded down his throat. It was neater now than on that first day he’d met him in the Henley-Smythe’s garden and they’d shagged in the light of day. Scrubbing up and a bit of personal grooming had been required for the porn movie they were the new lead actors of and there was no doubt about it… Cade scrubbed up well.

Reece sipped on his beer then reached for the
Slippery Slots
script from the front pocket of his backpack. He opened it up and hoped the person behind wouldn’t read between the gap in the seats. If they did, they were likely in for a shock, unless of course gay porn was their thing.

He’d had time to flick through the next dozen pages of the script, but not really any chance to study it or learn his lines. He zipped past the first big scene. They’d done that in England. Reece smiled. It had been fun. Champagne, strawberries, blow jobs and fucking on a bed of black silk sheets and red rose petals. He’d been given permission to ad lib if necessary and, even though it was his first time knowingly performing on film, he’d taken that a step further and switched himself to top when it had come to the grand finale.

He snuck another look at Cade.

His head had rolled to the left a little, so Reece shifted his pillow so he wouldn’t get a crick in his neck. He looked so relaxed now, not like when Reece had said, “Turn your cute arse around and let me get you ready.” No, then Cade’s mouth had dropped open and surprise had crossed his eyes. But he’d done it, despite it being in the script that Reece get fucked. Cade had done as Reece had asked and let him at his sexy arse.

And damn, it had been good. Just like when Cade had shoved his cock in Reece’s hole the day before, the orgasm had been spectacular. With the camera there, too, catching all the deliciously carnal details, Reece was actually looking forward to seeing the film and watching himself in action. He’d also be able to see more of Cade—since he’d been behind him, thrusting, pounding, building them both up to climax—because the camera had zoomed in and around Cade, catching his expressions, as well as the moment he’d spunked onto the bed.

Reece shifted on the airplane seat—his cock stiffening in his jeans. He shook his head. Damn, since meeting Cade he’d become sex-obsessed, but at least that made up for the dry spell he’d endured. When he thought about it now, he realized he hadn’t known just how much he’d missed it. Being hurt by Matthew had sent him into self-inflicted celibacy for too long.

He flicked forward to the next scene in the script. It was set in a hotel room in Vegas, The Luxor, and started off with dialog about a threesome fantasy, which included a new character called Grayson, played by Bret Hadden.

Reece continued to read, hardly taking any notice of the lines he was supposed to be learning, just utterly and completely caught up in the steamy scene. Clothes were ripped off, cocks were hard and everyone was having a great time.

When he reached the end of the scene, Reece quickly shut the script and tucked it away. He looked out of the window again at a whisper of clouds just beneath the plane. Jesus, he was going to be part of that scene soon, doing those things with not just Cade but Bret too. He had to. He’d signed up for it.

He’d signed up for a ménage a trois.

He couldn’t deny it wasn’t something he hadn’t daydreamed about in the past, even wanked off to on occasion—just thinking about having two cocks to pleasure him—in his arse, his mouth, his hands full. What about seeing Cade get fucked while he shoved his cock into Cade’s mouth and felt all the vibrations of his pleasure around his shaft? Damn, that would be hot.

Desire washed through him again, stiffening his already interested cock a little more. He reached for the standard issue airline blanket and covered his lap.

“What’s up?” Cade asked quietly.

Reece looked at him. “You’re awake.”

“Yeah, needed that kip though.” He removed his headphones.

“Your movie finished.”

“Yeah, it was crap.” Cade reached for Reece’s beer and took a mouthful. “You look flushed, Reece. What are you thinking about?”

“I was reading the script.”

“Oh yeah.” One side of Cade’s mouth tipped into a smile. “And do you like what we’ve got in store for us next?”

“Who is this Bret Hadden guy who plays Grayson? Someone you know?”

“Yeah, a bloke I was in Spain with on shoot. He’s nice, a real pro, and hung like a fucking donkey.”

“Okay.”

“And without lube, you’d be torn in two.”

“Good to know.” Reece tried not to look panicked. This was a guy who was going to fuck him. He liked a big cock as much as the next bloke, but he wasn’t sure if he was ready for a hung-like-a-donkey-porn-star shoving into him. He’d only been in the adult movie industry a day.

“Hey, don’t worry. I’ll be next to you, holding your hand,” Cade said.

“You mean next to me with your dick in my mouth,” Reece said, indicating the script that he’d slotted away.

“Yeah, that too.” Cade leaned across and touched his lips to Reece’s cheek. “I promise it will be fine. More than fine. We’ll have a fucking amazing time with Bret.”

“I hope so.”

Cade waggled his eyebrows. “Reece, you have a hard-on just thinking about a threesome… Imagine the real thing? It will blow your mind.”

* * * *

“Wow.” Reece stopped just inside the doorway of their hotel room and dropped his bag to the floor. “There must be some fucking mistake.”

“No mistake,” Cade said, flicking the porter ten dollars. “Thanks, mate.”

The porter nodded then left them alone, shutting the door behind him.

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