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  You're So Unromantic

  Austin has fallen in love with porn legend Nicholas Grandiforte, who is trying to ease himself, gradually and gracefully, out of the sex industry. Austin is willing to do anything for Nick, including become a sex performer himself. But Nick resists carrying their relationship to a level of greater commitment, citing the disparity in their ages and his own sordid past. Operating, however, on the principle that "faint heart ne'er won hot number," Austin persists, and begins to wear down his lover's resistance.

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  You're So Unromantic

  Copyright © 2011 Roland Graeme

  ISBN: 978-1-55487-995-3

  Cover art by Martine Jardin

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  You're So Unromantic

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  Roland Graeme

  T.S.

  Part Two

  Chapter Seven

  Applying For A Job

  Alone at home, sequestered behind closed doors at his own computer, Austin spent a great deal of his spare time investigating Niccolo Grandi's website in more detail.

  He accessed the Models Wanted page, and read the solicitation.

  Grandi Videos is looking for handsome, in-shape men to model and perform in our video shoots. If you think you've got what it takes to be a porn star, please complete this application and send it in to me, along with some face and nude body shots of yourself. I give all of these applications my immediate personal attention!

  The online application form, Austin saw, was comprehensive indeed. Among the questions were ones that wouldn't have occurred to Austin, such as Nationality, Country of Passport, and Do you have a visa allowing you to work in the USA? Nick certainly seemed to have covered all the bases.

  Then, the questions got a little more personal, asking for such information as Dick Size, Body Hair, Tattoos, Piercings, and so forth, with drop-down menus for the answers. Under Dick Size, for example, the drop-down choices were Small, Average, Large, and Extra Large.

  Even Austin found himself blushing a little as he contemplated the topic Willing to do in movie? Please be very honest. The boxes an aspiring actor could check off were labeled Kissing, Sucking, Get sucked, Fuck, Get fucked, Rim, Get Rimmed, Dildo bottom, Dildo top, Double penetration bottom, Double penetration top, Fisting bottom, Fisting top, Bondage bottom, Bondage top, Spanking or flogging bottom, Spanking or flogging top, Water sports bottom, Water sports top, and, finally, the catchall Anything goes.

  "Jesus," Austin muttered to himself. "What else is there?"

  To access the streaming videos, the videos on demand, and the live sex shows on the site, you had to purchase a membership. Austin hesitated before doing so, not because he was reluctant to invest the money, but because he was afraid that Nick would find out. But then he rationalized that the financial transactions on the website were no doubt handled by a third party, a "webmaster" which might even be physically located in another part of the country. Nick was unlikely to have direct access to the real names and credit card information of the guys who patronized his site, only the screen names which they invented for themselves, along with the passwords that allowed them access.

  He took the plunge, signed up, and once the transaction was successfully concluded, he soon found himself able to access a wealth of smut, all of it, presumably, originating right there in their quiet Hudson River community!

  In the days that followed, Austin was a man obsessed. He seemed to devote every minute of his spare time to monitoring "Niccolo Grandi's" website.

  He read the entries in Nick's blog, which tended to be chatty, light-hearted descriptions of his recent travels and his porn-making activities.

  I'm back home and hard at work after my trip to Berlin, Nick wrote. From the date of this particular blog, Austin could deduce that the trip to Germany had taken place shortly before he and Nick had first met. What a fantastic experience! I loved the city, and the people were incredibly hospitable. Most of them spoke English, which was a good thing because I can't speak a word of German. And man, were the guys ever hot! I have never seen so many fuckable bubble butts in one city before. The bar that had invited me over to participate in a leather event and give a live sex show for them put me up at a great hotel, very comfortable.

  At the bar's event, I performed with several German guys. We stripped down, oiled up, then wrestled for the audience, going at each other like animals. We were slamming each other down onto the mats and blowing each other and eating each other's asses. The crowd loved it! And when we proceeded to the fucking, they really went wild. After the performance, I got pretty wasted. It was the first time I had allowed myself to get really drunk in a long time, but after all, it was a special night.

  I met some great guys in Germany, one of whom I can't wait to see again. Check out the attached photos, in which I'm making out with him. I loved Berlin, and I can't wait to go back there and get to know the city and the culture even better. I should also try to learn some of the language. However, not knowing exactly what the hot little bubble butted German dude you happen to be fucking is saying can be kind of a turn-on, so maybe I should just let well enough alone and allow them to speak their sexy broken English to me in bed.

  Austin examined the accompanying photos, which showed a half-naked Nick in leather gear necking and petting with a very sexy blond number on the dance floor of a crowded bar.

  "Son of a bitch!" Austin exclaimed, out loud. He could feel hot jealousy welling up inside him, again.

  Austin also systematically explored all of the videos on demand featuring Nick that were on the site.

  In several of these, Nick was partnered by Steve, who'd been too modest to draw Austin's attention to them. Austin had to admit that the two men looked incredibly hot together. These videos all appeared to have been shot on the same basic set. It was dominated by a huge platform bed, although the other items of furniture in the immediate area seemed to change from film to film.

  Steve was also paired up with other men, whom Austin didn't recognize.

  This week's movie is Trucker Fuckers 4, he read. In the fourth installment of one of our most popular series, real-life truck drivers Steve and Denny once again show how they handle each other's big rigs.

  When he downloaded the video and played it, Austin instantly realized that Steve and his muscular playmate had been filmed in the bedroom of Steve's farmhouse, on the very same bed where Steve had entertained Austin, overnight! The other trucker, Denny, was a handsome, roughly masculine type who was even less inhibited sexually than Steve, which was saying a lot.

  With admirable fortitude, Austin made it through Trucker Fuckers 4 without giving in to his insistent urge to masturbate. However, when he backtrac
ked and started to investigate the first installment in the series, he wasn't so stoic. He was halfway through Steve and Denny's prolonged and enthusiastic sixty-nining in Trucker Fuckers 1 before he surrendered, pulled his aching dick out of his pants, and quickly worked it to orgasm. He came even before the two truck drivers finished sucking each other. Gasping, Austin interrupted his viewing and turned off his computer. The rest of Trucker Fuckers 1, to say nothing of 2 and 3, would have to wait for another night.

  His porn viewing gave Austin considerable food for thought.

  If Steve can do all that sex stuff in front of a camera, I bet I could, too. Steve is just a regular guy. There's nothing weird about him. And he even uses his real first name on Nick's website!

  When he wasn't seeing what Nick and his friends were up to, Austin found himself just as obsessively checking out the johns' website which Steve had introduced him to. Austin committed to memory every description of the encounters with Nick. The details seemed burned into him, as though by a branding iron.

  I had hired Niccolo previously for several "massage" sessions, one guy's entry gloated, and I always found him to be exceptionally professional and, of course, hot, hot, hot! I finally broke down and sprang for an entire weekend. As you can imagine, this was pretty expensive, but it turned out to be worth every penny. I've always thought I was a good cocksucker, but while we were sixty-nining Niccolo brought me to the verge of ejaculation again and again. We quickly proceeded to anal, and he fucked me until I screamed for mercy, and I came so hard I was afraid we were going to have to call the paramedics!

  Then, when we got dressed and went out to dinner, Niccolo was a delightful companion. Every gay man we ran into cruised him, and looked at me enviously, but Niccolo ignored them and devoted his entire attention to me. I couldn't wait to get him back to our hotel room and get naked with him again, and feel that big thick cock of his in my ass!

  "Fuck!" Austin shouted. "You can't have Nick, you rich sons of bitches! You can't have him! He's mine! Nick is mine!"

  He wanted to drive his fist through the PC's screen. The violence of his feelings took him by surprise, shocking him. He forced himself to calm down.

  Then Austin had an inspiration. He called Jared.

  "Hey, man," Austin said, once he had his friend on the phone. "Have you figured out how to use that fancy new digital camera of yours yet?"

  "Aw, knock it off, Austin. I'm taking some really good pictures with it, now."

  "Glad to hear it. How'd you like to take some pictures of me?"

  "Sure."

  "Come on over to my place."

  Jared was mildly shocked, but also titillated, when he found out that Austin wanted to pose for him in the nude. They had a couple of beers apiece, and then held the improvised photo session, in the privacy of Austin's bedroom.

  "What are you going to do with them?" Jared asked, as they inspected the results in the camera viewer.

  "Oh, send them over the Internet." Which was literally true, after all.

  "Come on, Austin, You wouldn't, would you?"

  "Try me." Austin didn't see any need to provide further details of his plan.

  They ended up in bed together. As usual Jared wanted to confine their activities to mutual masturbation, followed by cocksucking, tentative on his part, much more enthusiastic on Austin's. But for once Austin didn't press the issue. He realized that, although he and Jared were still buddies, he was to a great extent "over him" as a sex partner. Jared was still a naïve, callow boy at heart, and Austin had been keeping company lately with a succession of mature men.

  He transferred the photos from the memory card in Jared's camera to his computer. Then, after Jared had left, Austin got down to the serious business of filling out Nick's online questionnaire.

  He tried to be as honest as possible, and stated that he was willing to Kiss, Suck, Get sucked, Fuck, Get fucked, Rim, Get Rimmed, Dildo bottom, and Dildo top. He wasn't sure about Double penetration bottom, or Double penetration top, so he left them unchecked, along with Fisting bottom, Fisting top, Bondage bottom, Bondage top, Spanking or flogging bottom, Spanking or flogging top, Water sports bottom, Water sports top, and Anything goes. After a moment's hesitation, he did go back and check off Bondage bottom. What the hell, he rationalized, he was willing to try anything once, especially if Nick was going to be the guy doing the binding!

  When it came to Dick Size, he decided to err on the side of caution, and modestly claimed to be Average.

  He attached what he felt were the two most flattering of the photos, and clicked a tab marked submit to send the electronic application off. He couldn't help smirking a little, as he imagined the look on Nick's face, when he sat down at his own computer and saw it. At the same time, though, Austin felt a certain apprehension. He still didn't know Nick well enough to be able to predict exactly how he might react. Well, it was too late now!

  He heard from Nick within twenty-four hours.

  "Austin? It's me, Nick," Nick said, when Austin answered his phone. "What do you think you're playing at, filling out that application and sending it to me, along with those photos?"

  "I wasn't playing at anything."

  "God damn it, Austin, I'm running a business here. It isn't a joke."

  "What makes you think I was joking? I'm dead serious. I'm applying for a job."

  "You can't."

  "Why not?"

  "Because, uh--" But Nick obviously didn't have a ready answer to that question.

  Austin took advantage of Nick's sudden silence by jumping right in. "Why do you put that application out there, if you don't want guys to respond to it? Well, I'm responding, just like anybody else. I decided, since you don't seem to want me to be your boyfriend, maybe I could work for you, instead. That'd be the next best thing."

  That seemed to shut Nick up, and gave him something to think about, Austin thought, a little smugly. There was another long pause.

  "But you and I can't get into a business relationship," Nick finally said. "Especially not my kind of business. We know each other. We're friends."

  "I don't see what that has to do with it, Nick. After all, you told me you're friends with the other guys who do those for videos for you, and with you. And I don't have to take your word for it. I know it for a fact. I've met a couple of them."

  "Who? Which ones?"

  "Oh, you have your secrets, and I have mine."

  "And who took those pictures of you?"

  "What difference does that make? Are you jealous? Because I posed in the nude for some other guy?"

  "God damn you, Austin!"

  "Don't get mad."

  "I'm not mad. And I'm certainly not jealous. I just don't want you to get yourself into some kind of trouble."

  "I'm a big boy, Nick. I can take care of myself. You know that. Now, tell me something. Be honest. If you and I didn't know each other already, if I was a complete stranger to you, and you got that application from me, would you consider me as a prospect? Would you get in touch with me, give me an interview?"

  "Probably," Nick said, grudgingly. "You do look kind of hot in these photos. I have to admit that."

  "Well, then, I want my interview, just like any other applicant. And I don't expect to receive any special treatment. Strictly business."

  "I can't discuss this over the phone. I have to see you face to face. Let me take you out to dinner."

  "I said, no special treatment."

  "You're impossible." But Nick already sounded less agitated, more like his usual good-natured self. "For your information, I often treat my prospects, as you call them, to lunch or dinner, the first time I meet them. It breaks the ice and gives us a chance to start getting to know each other, before we start talking business."

  "Then I accept."

  They agreed to meet a local steakhouse. Austin told himself this was a business meeting, not a date. Nevertheless, he fussed over his appearance, determined to look good for Nick. He was rewarded when he arrived at the restaurant, to
find Nick already seated in a booth. Nick smiled at him in that way that made Austin feel flustered and vulnerable, but Nick was smiling and relaxed, not tense.

  "Don't you look nice," Nick said, as Austin sat down opposite him.

  "So do you."

  They made small talk as they studied their menus, and ordered. Nick waited until their salads arrived before getting right down to it.

  "All right, Austin. Are you going to tell me who took those pictures?"

  "It was my buddy Jared. You remember him, don't you?"

  "Vaguely."

  "He wasn't one of your more memorable blow jobs, huh?"

  "Sarcasm doesn't become you, young man." But Nick, far from being angry, was smirking. "And these other acquaintances we seem to have in common?"

  "Steve, for one. You know, the guy who lives on that old farm on the east bank of the river?"

  "Oh, Steve. That's a relief. Steve's a great guy. Unlike, well, let's just say I've hired one or two local boys who turned out to be slight disappointments. Not in how they performed in the videos. I mean their personalities, off stage." He looked at Austin, who was attacking his salad with his fork. "Who else?"

  "Steve's buddy Denny. The other truck driver. Well, I haven't actually met him, yet. I've just seen him and Steve in, ah, Trucker Fuckers. I like truckers," Austin admitted, provocatively. "As do a lot of the guys who subscribe to your website, apparently."

  "Well, I must say you've got good taste in men."

  "Working for you doesn't seem to have done Steve or Denny any harm."

  "No, I guess it hasn't, if I do say so myself."

  "So why are you so reluctant to give me a chance?"

  "Have you really thought this out, Austin? I mean, for one thing, once you go ahead and do this kind of thing, there's no putting the genie back in the bottle. Let's say you do one nude photo shoot for one photographer. Years later, you can turn out to be the head of a major corporation, or a politician, or a scientist who's discovered a cure for cancer, and those naked pictures of you in your younger days will pop up all over place, and that's the one thing people will remember about you, no matter what else you've accomplished in your life."