Chapter 13: Facial

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Wednesday. April 10th.

I unlock my mail door and smile. A key sits for me to open another larger down below. Inside is a box from Black Bishounen. Upstairs in my apartment, I open the package in my room. Below another box is a copy of ‘Lustful Boyfriends’, a
compilation of short gay movies. My eyes stare at myself with two other omegas photoshopped in on the cover. In the smaller box, Mark has gifted me the very beads used on me.

My eyes gaze at the back. I don’t know when it’ll be released, but I assume soon. It’s been two weeks since I filmed ‘All Play, No Work’ and I already have another shoot scheduled. This one is a ‘gonzo’ scene, one with no script and full of sex. I’m ready for another round, my countdown is three days.

I undress from my work clothes and change into a simple tee and sweats. After walking Lucci, I go out again. Not only did I want to buy clothes for the scene, but I wanted to get makeup. The scene is a facial, I feel I should be pretty before I’m ruined. I went to the Walmart by my apartment, a place I never shop for clothes.

There, I pick up grey skiny jeans and a girl’s white tank. I found some jewelry I liked as well. In the makeup section, I struggle to choose a brand. It’s been a while since I’ve done this. “Still dressing up?” A voice says. I turn to see a Korean guy pushing a basket towards me. “Hey, stranger. You miss me?”

I’m in shock, not afraid to show it. “No, I don’t actually. Why are you talking to me?”

“I miss you. It’s been forever since we last talked.”

“For good reason, Basil. You raped me.”

“You’re still mad?”

“Yes. Don’t talk to me.” I throw the makeup into my basket and go the opposite way. I was quick to checkout, hurrying to my car, and skidding out of the lot. “Fuck!” I punch the steering wheel.

Hours pass and I haven’t moved from the couch. It’s dark in here, absolutely silent and reeks of weed. Kendryck finally arrived home, turning on a light and staring at me. “What’s up? Why are you sitting in the dark?”

“I was meditating.” I look at him, tucking one foot under my knee. “How was work?”

“Regular.” He slops on the couch and grabs the bong. “You?”

“Fine. I’m officially on DVD.”

He blows out smoke. “You’re on the cover?”

“With three other guys. It’s a compilation.”

“That’s awesome for you.”

“I have another shoot in a few days. It’s a studio called ‘Banging Brothers’.”

“It’s not incest is it?”

“No, it’s a gonzo-facial scene. Just a rough blowjob.”

“I know what a facial is.” Kendryck laughs. “Good luck, dude.”

“Wanna see the cover?”

“I’m good. I still think it’s kinda weird.”

“Why? Porn is art, man. I’m making movies with raw material. Soon, I’ll be in higher productions. I just have to get to California.”

“You have California money?”

“I believe so. I know it’s more expensive to live there. I have enough to stay for at least a week.”

He shakes his head. “I just don’t want anything bad happening to you.”

“I’ll be fine! I’m having fun, dude.”

“You say that now. I heard people don’t last more than six months.”

“Well, I’m getting my buck and bang until the end.”

“I won’t hold you back.”

“Don’t. No one can.” I daze off.

The Banging Brothers were based in upper West Detroit. They’re not actually brother, but good friends and business partners. Unlike, Black Bishounen, they’re newer to the industry, operating for only a year. Andrea was wary to schedule me with them, claiming they like it rough. I told her I did too.

I put on my makeup in the mirror, face caked with foundation with winged eyeliner and purple eyeshadow. I only have to apply mascara to finish the glam look. I’m happy with the finished product, smirking at my reflection. I look good. The countdown is an hour, I’m dressed in the clothes from Walmart completed with Converse. I leave my bedroom and make sure Lucci is good before I’m out of the apartment.

Within forty minutes, I arrive to Detroit finally breaking away from traffic. I go to the third floor of a large, brick, eerie apartment building. No elevator, I take the sketchy stairs. At the door, I knock and wait. A white alpha with bright blue eyes and long brown hair opens the door. He has a blank face when he sees me. “You Mars?”

“Yep.”

“Love the makeup.” He points at my eyes. “It won’t stay on though.”

“I know.” I come inside as he closes the door.

“My name is Tyree Robin.” The alpha shakes my hand. “I usually record, but I like to jump in sometimes.” The apartment is actually filthy aside from the living room where the camera stand, and lights are set up. In the kitchen, another white man messes with a huge professional camera that has a built in mic. He’s beta, there are no point to his ears. “This is my partner, Phillip.”

Phillip smiles at me and shakes my hand. “It’s nice to meet you, Mars. You’ve beautiful.”

“Thank you. Is it just you guys?”