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Saxophone Blues is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, are coincidental. References to characters, places, products, or brand names are for entertainment purposes only and no identification with such incidents are intended or should be inferred.

 

Saxophone Blues contains mature subject matter. Recommended for adult readers aged 18 years or over. Reader discretion is advised as the content may include explicit language, sexuality, violence, and other themes that may not be suitable for all audiences. The views, opinions, and activities depicted in this work are not necessarily endorsed by the author.

 

Episode 09

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Today is the first day of filming Sierra Strider’s new movie and she has butterflies in her stomach.

 

“Sierra!” Vincent Albergotti, the film’s director, greets her with a huge smile. “I’m thrilled to meet you.”

 

At age 47, Vincent Albergotti’s sun-kissed skin is tanned and leathery from years of living on the Golden Coast in Southern California, producing films for adult entertainment.

 

Vincent is renowned in the adult entertainment industry for his rigorous methods that have earned him award-winning notoriety.

 

“I love your film, Forrest Hump!” Sierra gushes.

“Oh, Sierra!” Vincent holds a hand to his heart, “That means everything to me. Thank you!”

 

The adult entertainment parody film, Forrest Hump, is written and directed by Vincent Albergotti. Forrest Hump, played by Jimothy Dyck, is a dim-witted man who fucks his way through the complexities of life while inadvertently influencing historical moments in 20th-century America. Throughout his life, Forrest holds an unrequited love for his childhood friend, Jamie Campbell, played by Suzi Sleaze. Forrest and Jamie reunite on a park bench after years of separation, and fuck, during the Cold War. Forrest Hump won a Golden Dildo Award for Best Oscar Moment in Adult Entertainment. The Golden Dildo Awards Show is an annual event celebrating excellence in adult entertainment.

 

“The park bench scene is so inspirational to me,” Sierra says with admiration.

 

There’s nothing Vincent loves more than talking about his art, “We filmed the park bench scene using a beautifully housed, professionally restored and refurbished Minolta MD 135 mm F2 telephoto manual focus lens. It’s very rare.”

 

“Cool.”

 

“The aperture is exceptionally large for this kind of lens.”

 

“Ok.”

 

“We were able to get some really tight shots on Jimothy’s dick.”

 

“Oh my God. Jimothy’s dick.”

 

“It’s magnificent.”

 

“Mmm…”

 

Jimothy Dyck’s erect penis is the most famous in adult entertainment – not because of its size. Rather, the perfectly symmetrical proportions of Jimothy’s boner make it a superb model for aesthetically pleasing close-up camera views, such as in Forrest Hump’s Golden Dildo award-winning park bench scene.

 

The park bench scene in Forrest Hump is set along the Spree River in West Berlin, 1973. Forrest sits quietly on an old park bench, his breath visible under the streetlamp. The buttons on Forrest’s U.S. Army military-issue coat are all done up. Footsteps along the cobblestone path draw Forrest’s attention. A sexy woman, wearing knee-high leather boots, a heavy wool coat, and plush, fur ushanka emerges from the lingering mist. It’s Jamie Campbell, spying for the Soviets.

 

“Forrest?” Jamie asks, “What are you doing here?”

 

“I was tired of standing.” Forrest replies in his slow southern drawl.

 

“No, Forrest. What are you doing in West Berlin?”

 

“Sergeant Murdock sent me on a mission.”

 

Jamie points to a briefcase at Forrest’s feet, “What’s that?”

 

“Sergeant Murdock gave it to me before I left. He told me to keep it safe in Berlin.”

                                        

Jamie sits down next to Forrest on the park bench and slowly opens her coat, revealing that she is naked. The camera shifts focus to Forrest as Jamie leans in for a long, intimate kiss. Forrest kisses Jamie back with eyes burning for his deepest heart’s desire.

 

Jamie takes Forrest’s trembling hands and places them on her hardened nipples. “You’re hands, Forrest, they’re so cold, like this war.”

 

The Berlin Wall looms a short distance away. A city divided under moonlit night. Jamie unbuttons Forrest’s drab military uniform, exposing his bare chest to her touch of fingers with nails painted the colour Communist Red. A glimmer of light reflects off Forrest’s belt buckle as Jamie unzips his trousers. The camera lens features a shallow depth-of-field with a sharp focus on Forrest’s erect penis. Everything else, the colourless life of Cold War Germany, is blurred from view.

 

Forrest’s eager wiener stands up straight and tall as a flagpole. Jamie slowly licks the large, juicy head of Forrest’s long, smooth shaft. Forrest groans off-camera, his massive hard-on twitches inside Jamie’s mouth. The camera looks into Jamie’s watery eyes, filled with regret as she goes down on Forrest. Jamie’s gag reflex triggers the lower she goes in this world of lies, deceit, and treachery. Forrest, gripping the park bench, reels in spasms, breaking the eerie silence with his moans.

 

Jamie comes back up gasping for breath, “Cum! Forrest. Cum!”

 

Forrest cums so hard he begs for his mama, blowing up the entire park bench with a violent blast. Jamie takes a direct hit to her face. All that’s left of Forrest is a smoldering mess.

 

Jamie finishes the job with a kiss on Forrest’s cheek. Forrest, caught in the fallout of a dangerous affair, looks into Jamie’s eyes, holding her close.

 

“I love you Jamie Campbell,” Forrest blurts out.

 

“Oh, Forrest,” Jamie sighs, “Someday, I’ll trade in my hoe card for a slut card.”

 

The camera zooms out. Forrest is alone on the park bench. The briefcase is gone.

 

“Fun fact!” Vincent informs Sierra, “It took us seven takes to get Jimothy’s cumshot just right.”

 

“Oh, poor Jimothy!” Sierra exclaims, “Making a movie is hard work.”

 

“Jimothy’s a professional – didn’t complain once.”

 

“What special effects did you use for filming Jimothy’s orgasm face? It’s so realistic!”

 

“That was all Suzi - the eyes never lie to the camera,” Vincent winks at Sierra.

 

“Suzi’s a goddam fucking rock star.”

 

“Sierra, you’re the best person for this role. You’re amazing!

 

“Thanks, Vince. I’m really looking forward to working with you. Is Jimothy here?”

 

“He’s in his trailer, rehearsing his lines…”

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The end.

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