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Under the Spotlight- Part 3/3
🕑 Added 2024-09-26 22:00:03 +0000 UTCHere it is- the big reveal! Roger has had this coming for a long time, and it's finally time to face the music... and I'm not talking about what's coming from the orchestra pit.
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The Final Bow:
“And the award goes to Roger Stilton!”
The cameras all swung towards him as he tried to duck down into his seat. This is not how he wanted awards season to go. He had just lost the Lead Actor award for his starring role in the revival of Thoroughly Modern Millie, and he was about to go to the bar until he heard his name called again. Looking up at the big screen, he saw the category that he didn’t even know that he was nominated for- Best Quick Change.
With the DramaDesk award in hand, the late-night talk show host who had no business being here walked on stage. I was sitting on the side in the cheap seats, but I could still see everything. The last time that I’d seen Roger was when I’d been lying shirtless beneath him. I watched as he sat motionless in his chair, and he only got up once the screen started playing a video from that night.
He was kneeling on top of me, and as we wrestled, the tiny strap on the right side of his bikini briefs popped right off. With his ass aimed right towards the camera, his pendulous cock fell into view between his legs, and he tried to cover himself unsuccessfully with his hands. As he moved, the rest of his underwear fell apart and landed on my chest leaving him completely naked.
Standing up, he kept spinning around, turning one way and then the other to hide his embarrassment. His hands were clasped over his manhood which left that ass completely exposed. His tight waist made his bubble butt even more impressive, and the untanned skin acted as a beacon for everyone’s eyes and cameras. I’d watched this scene dozens of times from the comfort of my own apartment, but as Roger walked on stage to confront the host, I realized that he probably had tried to forget this ever happened.
“When Audra Macdonald won earlier, she serenaded us with a few bars. Roger, what do you plan on showing off to this crowd?”
The crowd was going wild, but unlike that fateful night, the crowd was over five times bigger and full of people that Roger wanted to impress. He tried to put on a fake laugh and grab the award, but even from this far away, I could see how strong that blush was as the host kept going.
“No seriously, I think we need you to show it off! What does everyone here think?”
I let my cheer join the crowd as we egged him on, but he still wasn’t budging. And then, the host looked right at me, and I pinched myself to see if this was all a dream.
“Do we need your old costar to come help out? He knows his way around this stage since he’s performed here a few times. Come on up!”
The spotlight hit me, and now it was my time to feel a little shy. I’d been a background dancer here in a few awards show opening numbers, but I’d never been up there individually. Would my big break come decades later than it should have?
Stepping on stage, I saw Roger’s heart drop, and my nerves suddenly vanished. He let the host turn him around, and I realized that he was petrified again.
“Make me change my mind, Roger. Why shouldn’t I expose you again for how you treated us on that show?”
“Tommy, please, don’t do it.”
I could have been nice and joked around with him as we walked offstage to pretend like this was a planned bit. But… he’d messed up one last time.
“Roger, you didn’t even learn the names of your costars. My name is David- Tommy worked the sound board.”
And before he could react, I grabbed onto those tuxedo pants and yanked them to the ground. The button ripped off easily, and they gave me no resistance before sliding down to his ankles. He’d learned his lesson from earlier and was wearing a pair of black trunks, but I still had a little bit of humiliation left to give him. I could and should have stopped there, but I didn’t. Grabbing onto his waistband, I pulled his undies to the floor and stepped back to let him have the spotlight all to himself like he desperately wanted.
His half-naked body was projected onto the big screen again but in real time now. His ample, untanned ass still jutted out from his athletic body, and as he tried to bend down and grab his pants, it jiggled with every movement.
Looking down into the audience, I somehow made eye contact with Jan, the critic that Roger always referred to as The New Yorker sitting not too far from where I’d been seated. As she began typing onto her phone, I realized that Roger would get that big headline after all.
Comments
Jarrett
Too bad there wasn’t a way to get him completely naked. Maybe the host could cajole him to take off his shirt before calling up his costar. That could be in a sequel. Perhaps based on his sex appeal he ends up being the star of a soap opera where he regularly removes his shirt. His old costar is brought up for a few episodes and they end up wrestling nude. The star gets a daytime Emmy and ends up nude with his costar as part of the daytime Emmies award show
Joseph
🤣🤣
