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How Samuel Major, got a part with an important play and started him on a life of acting.
Since leaving College, Sam had been trying everything to get into acting, without any success. Seems a rather skinny 23 year old young man with longish hair, wasn’t in high demand. But then his luck changed.
Through a friend, he had managed to get behind stage when an acting group started rehearsing. At a run down theatre they were to rehearse a “rather controversial play” as the stage hand called it. Then they were to have a six month run, five nights a week at various venues around the country. It was big and some of the actors were well known stage and screen actors. The lead actor Hans Devue, had won many awards and been in some big films. He was into his sixties now, but still at the top of his acting game.
Sam stayed with the theatre staff and watched everything going on, as it was so interesting and really helped him understand the entire rehearsal process. It was then that he found out the company were big on method acting and Stanislavsky principles. Everything was new to Sam.
It was half way through the first day, that a female actor had a big hissy fit and stormed off the stage. She apparently wasn’t happy with the play and decided there and then to leave. So the understudy stepped in to the breach and the read through continued.
At the end of that first day, Sam had taken everything in. It was at that moment the lead actor walked up to him.
Mr Devue “Young man, we need an understudy for our play. Someone told me you want to get into acting. Have you acted before?”
Me “Erm, well little bits. I am seeking a career as an actor, but haven’t been given a chance yet.”
Mr Devue “Ah, wonderful darling. What is your name?”
Me “Sam, Sam Major, sir.”
Mr Devue “I will get you a script dear. Read it and be back tomorrow at 9am sharp.”
Mr Devue asked the runner for an abridged copy of the play and told Sam to learn the part called “Jones”.
As soon as Sam got home, he skimmed through the script looking for speaking lines and stage directions for “Jones”. He realised the lines were few but the part was on stage quite a bit. Sam thought, learn the lines first and then get the directions right in a few days by watching the actress playing “Jones”.
The play was set in the swinging sixties, when it was originally written. Mr Devue’s character is the head of a wealthy family and the part Sam had to learn, “Jones” was his personal private buxom nurse.
Reading through Sam was curious. He couldn’t understand why people said it was controversial. He did notice there were two sections with pages missing. The first was only a could of pages, rather than a script, it was a blank page with just “fellatio” written on it. Sam had no idea what that word meant. The second missing section was near the end of the play and looked like a good few pages were missing.
The next day, Sam arrived at 8:30 and helped get things ready for the days rehearsal.
All went well as they got most of the way through.
It was near the end erzurum escort of the weeks of rehearsal that a massive argument blew up on stage. The actress playing “Jones” stormed off stage and was never seen again.
The actors looked into the wing where Sam was standing and he was called on stage to fill in the part.
Mr Devue, “Listen Sam, it is really important you follow this part through. We need you to give it your best. This is your shot young man, so don’t let me down.”
That afternoon was a dream and everything went faultlessly. They skipped the blank page section, but everything else worked well. Tomorrow was to be the first of the dress rehearsals and the final shaking down of the set and props.
Before they all left for the evening, Sam had a chance to speak to Mr Devue.
Sam “Sir, I was looking through the script and there were two weird bits.”
Mr Devue “What were those my dear?”
Sam “Well page 151 and 152 is blank apart from a single word. Then later on there are actual pages missing.”
Mr Devue “Don’t worry darling. Page 151 and 152 are famous, and we will go through them at some point. The later blank bit, well the play is quite risque and it was decided for now anyway, that section was just too much. We have to think of the actors in this situation.”
Sam’s mind was put at rest and they headed off home.
The next morning Sam got there very early. He was given a contract to review and sign. Stupidly he didn’t bother reading it, as he was too giddy. Here was his chance and was being paid for it. He also couldn’t believe how much he was being paid. He wouldn’t have to work for a couple of years. And six months of good acting work and experience with some great actors, in a high profile play. What could possibly go wrong.
Sitting now in one of the makeup chairs, Sam playing a nurse, he was prepared. The makeup artist spent ages making him into an attractive young lady. Once the hair and makeup were ready, he was down to his underpants as they fitted a “filled” bra on him and soon he was wearing a sixties nurse uniform of blue dress, white apron, white hat, Fob watch, pens and a few other additions.
It felt odd as Sam went on stage, but he was greeted by all the actors in their costumes and the day went brilliantly. That was until the director went through all our costumes. Seems my slightly hairy arms and legs would not do and the “filled” bra wasn’t good either.
The makeup artist said she could sort the hair problems out, but the bust was going to be a problem.
Mr Devue, “Sam, you look wonderful darling and you are picking up the role brilliantly. But the director is right, your chest doesn’t look good at all.”
Sam looked at himself in a mirror. He did look like a young lady, but yes, the chest didn’t look right.
Mr Devue went on “Look darling. You look absolutely amazing, but we are very method, both for our roles and with this particular play. The play is quite challenging and emotive. It has never been properly played since it was written fifty years ago. esat escort People have done very abridged versions, but never the full and complete as the playwright had intended. This is what we are trying to achieve.”
Sam happily just listened, trying to remember every word and nugget of advice.
Mr Devue “Due to us trying to be honest with the playwrights work darling, we have six months sold out at venues around the country. The national press are interested, not just the provincials. There is a chance this could be very big.”
Mr Devue took Sam to one side, “Look my dear, would you be up for a bit of work to make that chest of yours more believable and genuine? and a few other bits.”
Sam was struck dumb. Here was a big, big, well known actor asking Sam to do him a favour. And the chance of stardom. Who would say no to that request.
A runner for the play, took Sam to a beauticians that very afternoon.
Runner “Everything has been arranged and paid for, for your treatments. Once they have finished, go home and we will see you in the morning.”
Sam didn’t have long to wait at reception as a beautician took him for his treatments.
His first treatment was for a body waxing. So after taking his clothes off in the room, almost his entire body was waxed to yelps of pain from Sam. Then they set to work, on his eye brows, around the eyes and lips. They called it semi-permanent, so it should last at least a year. They followed by work on his nails with extensions and a bold orange nail varnish.
When Sam thought they had finished he was directed to a reclining chair. A trolley was pulled up next to him and a beautician tried to explain what was to happen, but it was all double Dutch to Sam. All he could remember was something about a fixing agent added to the saline, whatever that was, thought Sam.
He was still so excited about being in this significant play with great actors. He would do anything to help them.
The beautician cleaned around Sam’s chest and then inserted a needle under each nipple. Soon a strange clear liquid was being pumped into Sam’s chest. Over the next thirty minutes his chest expanded.
They stopped the pumps to have a look and see how everything was going. Then once satisfied, carried on pumping more into Sam.
After an hour, they stopped and once happy, pulled everything out. Sam had been transfixed by the slow growth in his chest. He now had 36D breasts and being a young man, he couldn’t keep his hands off them. They felt lovely and his nipples had become amazingly sensitive. He was given a bra to put on and told not to take it off for twenty four hours.
Once dressed he caught a glimpse of a young lady in men’s clothes. Heading home was weird wearing the bra and having breasts for the first time.
Sam was so excited, he couldn’t sleep, so reread the script in more detail. Eventually Sam got to sleep, replaying his mines, over and over, using different intonations to see if the line would be better.
The next morning, Sam was again early to the theatre and esenler escort was quickly in makeup. This time the dress fitted perfectly. The only issue was the bra was slightly on show, but as Sam wouldn’t need to wear it after today, the costumes lady said she had a good bra for him to wear in the future. She also fitted Sam with some knickers that would hide his cock well. With them on, his groin area was completely flat.
They had been right about the chest, with the work done, the dress fitted perfectly. It had white collar, buttoned down the front and stopped just below knee level. The white apron pinned to the bust of the dress and tied at the back of the waist.
Walking on stage this time, Sam felt wonderful. The boobs seemed to arrive ten minutes before him. The nurses dress was wonderful and everyone loved the way he, well SHE looked.
That day everyone treated Sam as a young lady, holding doors, offering to get tea or coffee. Sam even learnt new ways to walk in the dress. By moving the hips more it swayed more ladylike.
After a few days of this, it came to the final dress rehearsal. The next week, they would be fully on stage in front of packed audiences.
All was going well, until they got to the first bit of blank pages in the script. At that moment, only Mr Devue and “jones” were on stage.
Acting out the roles, Mr Devue pulled “Jones” to the front of the stage and got her to kneel down. While he furtively looked round to make sure nobody was about, he unzipped his trousers and pulled out his willy.
Sam was in shock. There in front of his eyes was a cock of an old man. He looked up at Mr Devue wondering what he was meant to do. Mr Devue smiled at him and placed his hand at the back of Sam’s head and brought him closer. For some reason Sam instinctively opened his mouth and the penis slid in. Mr Devue let out a sigh as Sam’s lips closed around the hardening cock.
Obviously Sam had no idea what to do, but whatever he was doing, Mr Devue was enjoying it as the cock got harder and harder. Sam found his tongue rolling over the soft but firm skin. Mr Devue took hold of both sides of Sam’s head and started to thrust with his hips. The tip was going deeper and deeper into Sam’s mouth.
Sam became aware that other cast members and crew were watching from the stalls. For ten minutes Mr Devue proved how fit and healthy he was. Then with little warning he rammed his cock deep almost choking Sam and hot semen blasted out.
While Sam was trying to understand what had just happened, Mr Devue zipped up and carried on the play. Sam was in such shock that he missed a line and got a prompt from someone. With that he got his head straight and they finished the run through of the play without fault.
Everyone was so happy with how it all went. Well, apart from Sam that is. He could still taste the semen in his mouth.
Mr Devue with a twinkle in his eye “Was that ok for you Sam. I wasn’t too rough was I? The script calls for it you see.”
Sam didn’t answer, he was still in a sort of trance state.
Mr Devue “Sam, darling, I know it was difficult, but this is the chance you wanted, to prove yourself as a actor. If you pull this off, the sky is the limit.”
They got out of their costumes and headed home. The very next day the special coach was picking them up at 9am sharp and nobody was to be late.
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