PORN STARS... More Than Just Moans

by Joseph, Fabiola;L. Ramsey, Matthew

  “Damn, Jazz, you just said a mouth full, baby.”

  Instead of my feet, I laid my head in his lap. It was as if we had waited a lifetime just for that moment to talk. And as the sun came up, it found us stretched out on my couch, his hands roaming my hair, and us baring our souls like we had never done before.

  Chapter 8

  “WHAT MONEY?”

  Tyree’s first film was an instant success, and he was so popular after it was released. Fantasy Pictures received so many calls, emails, and inquiries from fans, and producers asking questions about him. Most of them wanted to know his contact information, his age, where he was from, and what other movies could they expect to see him in. If he wasn’t conceited before he damn sure was now.

  “Have you seen how much fan mail I’m receiving? I never knew so many men would want me. Damn I’m fine.”

  I didn’t hear the end of it for months, hell I still haven’t heard the end of it. He always finds a way to bring up “I’m the best”, and “I got so many fans that I can’t even reply to all of them” every chance he gets. Yes, of course I’m a little jealous, because I thought I was going to have the top spot. At the same time, I’m happy for him, because I love him. Besides, I have plenty of fans as well, but I’m sick of reading, “Konceited deserves a better top”, or “Krave, you’re so lucky you get to fuck, and party with Konceited.” No, Konceited is lucky I found his broke ass and helped to make him the star that he is today.

  Tyree was the one who insisted on us becoming escorts, so I often wonder if I would’ve got involved in that lifestyle if I never met him. Don’t get me wrong I enjoy it because it’s usually quick, and we make a lot more money. Black Dialect, a well-known east coast rapper, was actually the main reason I decided to do it. He found our email addresses on Fantasy Picture’s website, and sent us each an email stating he would pay us each fifteen thousand dollars in cash, and fly us out first class if we stayed the weekend with him in his suite, at the Hilton in Philly. He also said he would supply us with food, alcohol, weed, and cocaine if we wanted it. We both received smaller offers at gay clubs in the past. Tyree always wanted to accept them, but I always took it as a joke, and would laugh it off. This particular time the offer was the highest, and too good to pass up. Black didn’t say his name, or give away who he was. He finished the email with “call me if you’re down and serious”, and left his cell phone number. After I checked with Tyree, and he kept saying, “Hell yeah, let’s do it” I dialed the number. I didn’t know who to ask for so when he picked up I asked, “Are you expecting a call from Krave and Konceited?”

  I could tell he was excited as he explained who he was. I became ecstatic once I realized it was really Black and that it wasn’t a setup; well, it wasn’t supposed to be. I put him on speakerphone so Tyree could hear what we were saying, and then I gave Black our real names so he could book our flights. He called me back the following day with all of the information that we needed, such as the hotel address, suite number, and flight info. I was disappointed he wasn’t picking us up, sending a car or limo for us, but I understood once he said he didn’t want anyone to know about this. He couldn’t risk being seen picking us up, sending a driver, or anyone period recognizing us, and telling the media that he sent for us. He was so anxious to see us that he didn’t give us much time to plan. We only had two days to pack, and prepare for our trip. Luckily, it was the first weekend we had off from filming, and doing club appearances, except I found out we had to do a scene with Domingo when we got back home. I was pissed since Breeze knew Domingo and I didn’t care for each other. I couldn’t dwell on it though, and had to deal with that once I returned from Philly.

  Flying first class was nice and comfortable. We watched movies, played cards, and had a few drinks. I felt tipsy by the time we arrived at Philadelphia International Airport. After we picked up our suitcases from the baggage claim, I followed Tyree as he staggered outside so we could catch a cab. Black mentioned the Hilton was close to the airport, but damn I didn’t realize it was only a two minute drive. I gave the cab driver a 20 dollar bill, and told him to keep the change. We walked into the hotel, and I started to get a little nervous. I was hoping Tyree wasn’t too drunk, because I didn’t want him to embarrass me. As we approached Black’s suite I could feel the sweat on my forehead, so I used a cocktail napkin that I had in my pocket to wipe my forehead. I knocked on the door, and waited patiently until Black answered. He was smiling from ear to ear when he opened the door.

  “What’s up, come on in. I’m glad you guys made it.”

  “So it really is you,” I said, and then smiled.

  “I told you it was me, and that I wasn’t playing.”

  “I see, and I must say you look even better in person.”

  “Thanks, Krave, you’re looking good yourself.”

  I was enjoying the compliment, still smiling at him, and couldn’t think of anything else to say so I asked him how he was feeling.

  “I’m good, well actually I’m a little nervous now that your fine ass is here.”

  “Aww, don’t be nervous, I’m—.”

  Tyree cut me off.

  “Speaking of fine, where’s your boy, Tay’von, or should I say Mr. Too Fine? That’s one rapper I wouldn’t mind fucking,” Tyree slurred.

  Black started laughing while I was looking at Tyree like he was crazy.

  “Sorry, but Tay ain’t gay. Trust me if I couldn’t get it, you definitely wouldn’t be able to get that ass. You’re just going to have to settle for this rapper right here,” Black said, as he seductively looked Tyree up and down.

  “Oh, don’t worry I’m gonna get that ass, too, trust,” Tyree said, as he shook his head up and down as if he was confirming his last statement.

  “I’m looking forward to it,” Black said slowly as he lustfully looked Tyree in the eyes.

  “I already know,” Tyree replied as he stared back.

  “Well, um, should we --” I hesitated because I lost my train of thought.

  “How about we get settled in, while you roll up some blunts Black,” I said as I stepped in between the two of them. They were staring at each other a little too hard, and I found myself getting jealous, but I shook that off. Well, more like smoked it off.

  As we smoked in the living room area of the suite, I looked around. There were two bedrooms each with a queen size bed, separated by a basic looking living room setting. I liked the bathroom because it was huge, and the lighting was bright. There was a large mirror that almost took up an entire wall, a Jacuzzi tub, and a shower big enough for three people, that was surrounded by reinforced glass with a sliding door entrance. I looked over at the so called kitchen area which was small, and disappointing. I’m used to staying in rented mansions in Hollywood when we’re filming big productions, so he definitely could’ve picked a better place; but making fifteen thousand to have sex there was fine with me.

  “I have a confession to make. I’m a huge fan, and I’ve seen all of your movies,” Black stated as he looked at us hungrily.

  “I figured as much.” I replied.

  “How is that?” Black asked as if he really wanted to know the answer.

  “Anyone who is willing to pay a lot of money to spend some time with us must know who we are, and how we get down.”

  “True, but I’m sure there are plenty of rich men who will pay big money for a chance to experience you two. You’re both sexy, and hung so rather they know you or not they’ll pay for some good dick.”

  “Is that right?” Tyree asked as if Black finally got his attention again.

  “Hell yeah! How do you think DL celebrities like me enjoy sex with men? We can’t go around fucking anybody that we want; we might fuck someone who likes to run his mouth. The next thing you know we will be on the cover of tabloids, and being talked about on the blogs, so we hire professionals who can respect our privacy.”

  “That makes sense,” I replied.

  “You said DL celebrities like yourself? Who el
se is DL? Tell us some big stars that we’d never suspect,” Tyree demanded.

  “Come on, Konceited, you know I can’t put people’s business out there like that,” Black said, trying to laugh it off.

  “Okay, fine, just tell us three.”

  “I’m sorry but here I am trying so hard to hide the fact that I’m bi. What kind of hypocrite would that make me if I told other people’s sexual preferences? Plus, I don’t know all of the undercover celebrities in the industry so the ones that would actually shock or surprise you would surprise me, too.”

  “Yeah whatever you know, you just don’t want to tell us. I heard about those parties, or should I say orgies you guys be having,” Tyree said and then laughed as he grabbed his bulge.

  “I wish that’s how it was, trust me, but that sounds more like a porno flick if you ask me,” Black said.

  “Speaking of porn what’s it like being a porn star?”

  “It’s great. We are paid a lot of money to have sex, something we both already enjoy doing. It’s pretty much a bonus, the cherry on top if you know what I mean. I did some research though and do you know I could never be a teacher, a politician, or a whole bunch of other shit? Plus, if I ever wanted to be a serious actor, no producer or director would take me serious, or hire me no matter how good my acting skills are just because I’ve done porn. Isn’t that some fucked up shit?” I asked.

  “Krave, put the blunt down, you’re thinking too deep into this shit. Plus, I think Black was actually asking me that question since I’m the star,” Tyree said before he started laughing. Black looked a little uncomfortable, but then he started smiling at Tyree. I didn’t find that shit funny at all, and Tyree could tell.

  “You know I was just playing, right?” Tyree asked. “Come on, you set yourself up for that one,” he added.

  “Whatever, you play too much,” I replied, but was still annoyed.

  “Don’t be like that. I was just fucking with you. I thought you would find it funny since we were just joking about that the other day.”

  “Yeah, okay, answer his question then,” I said with an attitude.

  “Well, all I know is being a porn star is the best thing for me at this point in my life. I see myself having a long run at this, so by the time I’m finished, I should have enough money saved up so that I’ll never have to work again,” Tyree said as if he was sure of himself.

  “You got it all figured out, huh?” Black asked.

  “I like to think so,” Tyree replied.

  “I hear you,” Black said.

  “But none of that even matters right now, because right now we’re here to please you, so when are we getting down to business?” Tyree asked. “I’m feeling good, and I want do this while I’m still high,” he added.

  The thought of sexing Black started to make Tyree’s dick hard, and it was obvious. It was interesting to watch how easy, and how fast Tyree got hooked on having sex with men for money. I doubt he would ever admit it, but I knew he enjoyed the sex just as much as the money if not more.

  “I need to use the bathroom, while you two get comfortable in my room,” Black said as he walked toward the bathroom.

  I got up, and started heading toward Black’s room when I felt Tyree smack me hard on the ass. It hurt, and it kind of turned me on at the same time, but I turned around and looked at Tyree like he had lost his damn mind.

  “Are you still mad at me?” Tyree asked with that sexy smile on his face.

  “Naw, I’m not mad at your drunk ass,” I replied.

  “Good, because you know we’re both stars, so let’s get naked, and go make this money,”

  Tyree said as he took off his shirt and tossed it on the couch.

  As we were in the room naked and kissing waiting on Black, I thought it would be cool to record us so that one day we could sit back and watch our experience fucking a famous rapper.

  “Ty, do you think I should hide my camera, and tape us fucking him?”

  “Yeah, set that shit up, and hurry up before he comes in here,” I put the small digital camcorder on top of the dresser and threw some clothes on top of it. I made sure there was a clear view of the bed before I started recording.

  “Make sure you cover up that light because it’s flashing, come on, man. If we’re gonna do this, make sure we don’t get caught. That’ll be embarrassing, and you’re explaining that shit if he notices it,” Tyree said as he was looking out for Black.

  I moved the shirt over a little to the right covering up the red light, and then I jumped on the bed. Tyree joined me and started to kiss me as Black walked in. I was watching his eyes to see if he noticed the camera but his high ass didn’t even look over at the dresser. Black untied the towel he had around his waist and let it fall to the floor as he got on the bed. That was when I actually stopped and checked him out, and not only was he attractive, but he had a nice body too. His skin was the color of butter and looked like it was just as smooth. His lips had a natural hint of pink to them, and it made me want to kiss them to see if they tasted as good as they looked. When I looked into his eyes, they were absent of any hate, and did not reveal his hard past. They were small and slanted as if he was always high and I found that to be sexy. His baldhead and swagger made my dick hard and I couldn't wait to jump into that ass. Too bad I wasn't the first choice on his sexual menu. Tyree was the prized dish that night. He didn’t waste no time, and immediately started giving Tyree head. I was laying there watching everything, and it was hot because Black definitely had skills when it came to performing on the mic, but I felt like he forgot about me. I grabbed his hand and tried to pull him over on my side, but he just grabbed my dick and started stroking it as he continued to please Tyree. That made me even more frustrated because I could’ve done that myself. Since Black wasn’t paying me any attention, except getting my dick semi hard with his hand I had to get my dick wet another way. Tyree didn’t mind helping me out with that. After Tyree gave me head, I was fully hard and ready to get up in Black, since he seemed to still be enjoying the taste of Tyree’s dick. Black was definitely used to getting fucked, because after I put a condom on I slid right in his ass, surprisingly it was still good though. No matter what position, or how hard I fucked him he never ran from the dick. He was a pro, and threw it back on me. After an hour of nonstop fucking, I couldn’t take it anymore, and I had to bust. It felt so good that after I finished I was laid out on the bed beside them. Tyree was ready to take his turn now, so after he strapped up, he bent Black over, and started getting it in. Black was moaning louder, and was trying to run from the dick this time. I understood because Tyree’s dick takes some getting used to. After Black got used to it though and was relaxed, Tyree and Black were both moaning from the pleasure that they were receiving. I laid there watching my man fuck someone else wondering if that’s how he looks when he’s fucking me. Black was a greedy bottom too, because he couldn’t get enough. Almost two hours of riding, and taking it in multiple positions, he still didn’t want Tyree to finish. I started to feel horny again. I stood up so Black could suck me up while he rode Tyree. He was so focused on Tyree that he didn’t even realize I was there. I had to literally pick his head up, and face it toward my dick for him to get the hint. Black would suck me good for a minute, then stop, so I was pissed because he hooked Tyree up all that time, now he wanted to act like his mouth was tired.

  “Man, you’re killing me. My jaw and throat hurts,” Black said.

  “Well, I guess were both gonna have to fuck you then,” I replied.

  “Don’t worry you can get it again as soon as Konceited is finished,” Black said letting it be known.

  “Why wait?” I asked. “I think there’s room up there for one more.”

  “Yeah right, I don’t think that’s happening,” Black said before he started laughing.

  I wasn’t laughing. I put another condom on, grabbed some Vaseline, lubed up, and got behind Black as he was still riding. I pushed his body lower toward Tyree, and I slowly slid my di
ck inside of him. He tried to run, and pull away but we we’re both holding him still. He would go from “I can’t take it”, to “go faster” every other minute. Tyree has long stamina and can hold back for hours, but I think the tightness of the ass, and the rubbing of our dicks together at the same time was too much for him because he came a few minutes later. I didn’t care, especially since Tyree’s now semi hard dick wasn’t sliding out, so I kept pounding Black for a good 20 minutes in that same position before I finished.

  That first night was awkward, because as Black rinsed off I hid the camera, and then after we both showered I couldn’t tell if Black expected us to sleep with him, or if he was sleeping alone. I was happy when he said, “I’m about to go lay down. Have a good night” because I wanted to sleep with my man alone. The next day was cool. Black ordered room service, and movies throughout the day. We got high, laughed, played cards, and talked. Black was actually a pretty cool guy. That night after we had a delicious dinner, Black wanted some more, and was ready for round two. The sex was better the second night, he made sure to give us both a lot of attention, and he even asked could we try to DP him again, which we did. I wish I caught that night on tape because we fucked him all over that suite. This time after he showered, Black started packing up all of his stuff. He said he couldn’t stay the night, but we could stay until checkout time, which was that Sunday at noon.

  “There’s one blunt left, should we smoke it before I head out?” Black asked.

  Of course I said yes because I never turn down free weed. As we smoked Black looked tense and nervous so I had a feeling something was up. After we finished the blunt he gathered all of his things, and was heading toward the door.

  “Aren’t you forgetting something?” I asked.

  “Naw, I’m good. I got everything, and um… thanks again. I’ll hit you up the next time I’m in L.A,” Black said nonchalantly.

  “HOLD THE FUCK UP. WHAT ABOUT OUR MONEY?” Tyree asked loudly.