Page 15 of Gay for Pay
Chris reached for his cell when it lit up and started vibrating, seeing a text from Gabe.
G-man:Good morning sunshine! Gio is going to bring me to the apartment after we stop for donuts, want anything?
Chris fired off a quick response,Nah, I’m good, see you soon,and tossed his phone onto the counter. He just had to get through the next few hours with Linc without acting like a damn fool. Once they were back at the house in Mamaroneck, he could stay busy and away from Linc, at least long enough to untangle the knotted mess that was his emotions.
Chapter Fifteen
This Kiss
Victor, Andrew, and Mattie were waiting for them when they got to the house that night. They asked Chris, Linc, and Gabe only to join them in the office once they got settled into their rooms. Chris was going through everything they’d done that weekend in his head, trying to figure out why they’d be called to the principal’s office, so to speak. It didn’t help that on the car ride back, Linc told him about a former model that had gotten fired for courting a rival studio. Apparently the threesome called the guy up to their office so they could do it in private. Victor and his partners put all their time, energy and money into their little family at All Cocks. Therefore, unlike other studios that allowed their people to work for other sites as well, All Cocks required exclusivity from their guys.
Victor looked up from the stack of papers in front of him, smiling at them as they climbed the stairs to the office. That simple gesture alone calmed Chris’s nerves. “Come, boys, come.” Victor rose from his seat, motioning them over to the couch that sat under the two bay windows. He and Andrew took the chairs across from them while Mattie stood behind Victor, rubbing his shoulders.
Victor spread several sheets of paper out on the coffee table in front of them. “While you boys go off and play, we stay home and crunch numbers,” Victor said in his fluently broken English.
Andrew tapped on a sheet with percentages listed in a column. “This here particularly. We like to keep track of the top five downloads at all times, so we can try to pair up guys that seem to be favorites of our members on the site. And you three, well, you three are in all five in one way or another.” Andrew looked up, meeting Chris’s anxious eyes with a smile. “Your videos with Gabe are number one and two, and have been for the last several weeks, Chris.”
“Wow.” Chris leaned back and ran his fingers through his already messy hair. He really needed a haircut.
“Don’t even think about cutting your hair until the end of the summer shooting schedule, you hear me?” Mattie barked at him, pointing and trying to look stern like a mother hen. It was almost hysterical.
“You done, Boss?” Andrew glared at Mattie playfully. Mattie stuck his tongue out at his partner, and Chris was reminded of just how young Mattie was. No one looked at or treated Mattie any different than they’d treat his two older partners, so it was easy to forget his age. No, not forget…that was the wrong word. They tended to overlook it because it didn’t matter.
Chris blinked, looking down at the paper when Andrew tapped his pen on the table. “Third is the video with Gabe and Linc, fourth is Gabe with Jordan, and fifth is your first solo scene as Kris. So, of course, we want to capitalize on this, and when we started looking at the comments members left for the different videos, we saw a common request, a threesome, with you three specifically.”
“Wow.” Linc repeated Chris’s one-word answer.
“Wow indeed.” Victor sounded pleased.
Gabe was a bundle of pent-up energy, bouncing in his seat and smiling, clapping his hands. “I’ve always wanted to do a threesome. This is so exciting!” Victor raised one eyebrow at him, crossing his legs and clasping his hands together in his lap. Gabe made a motion like a lock and key over his lips, sitting up straight and trying to act all prim and proper. It made both Chris and Linc laugh. Mattie snapped his fingers and pointed at them again, but it only made them laugh that much harder.
Andrew rolled his eyes and sat back in his chair, clearly exasperated with the three of them. “When you two are quite finished.” Chris could tell by the slight tic in Andrew’s jaw that he was trying not to smile. “All right then, it’s agreed. We will start the principal photography for stills and setup on Thursday, then start the filming for the scene itself on Friday, so your schedules won’t change much.”
Andrew and Mattie talked wardrobe and setting, asking Chris and Linc their opinions, while Victor and Gabe headed downstairs to start dinner.
***
Chris lay in bed that night, staring up at the ceiling. He couldn’t get his mind off the fact that he was going to shoot a scene with Linc. Chris hoped that finally fucking Linc would clear up the confusion he was starting to feel anytime he thought about his friend.
Yeah, right.His heart was racing from just the thought of having Linc naked and underneath him. Chris knew there was something more to the relationship he was developing with Linc than the one he shared with Gabe. With the little blond, Chris was able to turn the attraction on and off, only wanting to be with Gabe when it was necessary for a scene. But he’d thought about Linc when he was screwing Legs, and truth be told, he’d thought about Linc’s legs wrapped around his waist, arms wrapped tight around Chris’s neck instead of the big guy at the bar the morning after when he’d jacked off in the shower.
He tossed and turned, unable to stop the gears in his head from shifting. Was it admitting he was attracted to Linc that was so upsetting? Or was it the idea of giving someone besides Amanda a place in his heart that truly worried him? Instinctually, he rubbed his chest, the place where her tattoo was. A tear rolled down his cheek and he angrily wiped it away. “I’m so sorry, Amanda,”
He’d done this often over the last five years, just talked to her, knowing full well she wasn’t there, but also certain that wherever she was, she would hear him.
“I’ll always love you, Amanda, but maybe it’s time I started trying to live my life without you.” He’d been telling himself this for a while as well. Hell, Michael had been telling him the same thing for years. The question was, did he believe it? He’d convinced himself long ago that he would never be happy, didn’t deserve to live a normal life—loneliness and isolation were his penance for Amanda’s death. He’d held on to the pain and despair that filled him up after the accident for so long, he wasn’t sure he even knew how to live his life truly free, happy.
He finally succumbed to exhaustion around three in the morning, but sleep was anything but restful. His dreams were filled with images of Amanda in her cheerleading uniform on the sidelines at one of his games, that image morphing into a bloodied and broken version of the girl he loved, pinned underneath the torn metal of his truck.
Chapter Sixteen
The Truth Shall Set You Free
Chris dragged his still-comatose ass down the stairs around noon the next day, hair sticking out at odd angles, one pant leg curled up around his knee. He stood waiting for the coffee to brew, eyes still droopy, staring out the window. Raw and drained from his hellish, sleepless night, he jumped and screamed when someone touched his shoulder. “For fuck’s sake, what the hell?”
He spun around and glared at Linc, crossing his arms over his chest, trying to look imposing, but quite certain he looked like a wet duck if the grin on Linc’s face was any indication. He didn’t bother to speak, instead shaking his head at the lunatic, turning to fill his cup with the delicious brown liquid. Eyes closed, he inhaled deeply, finally smiling.
“Now that you have your life’s blood, want to get dressed and head over to the dock with me?” Linc asked.
