Chapter Two
Simon
“Alright, buddy. Out you go.” George slaps my shoulder and nods toward the building. “Go get that dick wet, fucking finally.”
“I can’t believe I’m doing this.” I swipe my hand down my face, clearing off the light sheen of sweat that has gathered there thanks to my nerves.
“You don’t have to.” George shrugs like this is no big deal. Because to him it isn’t. Sex is just sex to George. A release. A way to blow off some steam. It means about as much to him as a cold beer and good meal at the end of a long week.
Not me. I’m not afraid to admit I’ve built up the whole losing my virginity thing in my own mind. He’s never made fun of me for my attachment to my first time and my unwillingness to give it to any of the empty-headed girls he likes to troll at our bar. I keep telling him to lay off the customers, but he doesn’t listen.
Which is how we got in this fucking predicament in the first place.
One of those fine examples of the female species sabotaged our fermentation tanks. I guess that is what he gets for sleeping with, and ghosting, a chick who knows how to use a blowtorch. So now we need to buy two new tanks pronto, before we have to close the bar down because we ran out of stock.
“We could still partner with Dave. He has more than enough capital.” This conversation is so tired, it is practically in a coma. We’ve gone over and over the reasons Dave will never be part of S&G Brewing.
“That douchebag would have us brewing beer with goat pubes just to get us in some buzzfeed listicle bullshit viral thing. No.” Dave, George and I have known each other since Freshman year in college when I broke up a fight between those two numbskulls over some girl, whose name none of us remember now. I love Dave, but the dude is hipster to the nth degree.
“Listen, I know this sucks. But we agreed, the bar comes first. The bank won’t give us any more money, we aren’t making enough money yet to take it out of the business accounts, and you don’t want to let Dave in on the business.” George puts the car back into drive, his signal it's time to nut up and get out. “All you have to do is go in there, lose the V-card to an equally virginal, and probably hot, girl, and we’re golden.”
I know he’s right. The bar is my dream, our dream, and I’d do anything to keep it. Including give up my first time to a perfect stranger for a big fat check. Doesn’t mean I have to feel good about it though. “So help me God, George, I find out you’re sleeping with another customer, and we are done. I’ll do ten porns if I have to in order to get the money, but your dick is done putting our business in jeopardy. Got it?”
My business partner at least has the decency to look ashamed. As he should. The way he treats women is disgusting, and if we weren’t practically brothers, I’d be seriously rethinking our friendship. But he is like my brother. And I can’t ditch him just because he is going through a douche phase.
“I got it man. I swear, from now on, it’s all Tinder for me.”
Now that I have secured his promise, I get out of the car. I know it is somewhat ridiculous to be a twenty-five year old man and still a virgin, so I suppose this isn’t all bad. But I had really been holding out hope that I would find someone special for that first time. She just never came along.
But I suppose holding onto it all these years will come in handy now. At least it will help save another dream. Usually Fresh Films only pays male performers, as they called them, about two grand for a shoot like this. But since I’m also a virgin, which I guess is rare in this industry, they’re giving me the same rate they give the female performers.
I know nothing about the woman I’ll be having sex with, and that bugs me. But they promised we’d get to at least sit down and talk for a little while before doing the deed. I hope the girl is half-way normal. I mean if she is willing to do this, she can’t be one hundred percent normal, but then again, I’m here, so what do I know?
The receptionist buzzes me in, and I’m escorted back to an office where I wait for the CEO, Liza. I don’t miss the way all the women in the office give me lingering glances up and down my body.
“Simon Russo, so nice to meet you.” Liza strides toward me, all business with a small smile and stiff spine.
I stand from the low couch and shake her hand, a little surprised at how professional this whole thing seems. “Nice to meet you as well.”
“I was excited to get your email last week. I must admit it is rare to have male virgins contact us. And even then, I usually don’t buy their stories.” Liza leans against the edge of her desk, arms crossed over her chest. She is a beautiful woman, not my type, though I’m not really sure what my type is since there has never been a woman who struck me enough to want to take her to bed. “But you, something about your email told me you were being genuine. That you really are a virgin. So why are you here now?”
“Well, as I explained in my email, my business has recently run into some issues, and could use an influx of cash. My business partner is a fan of your films, and he told me your offices are local and that he’s heard you pay well. I figure twenty-five is long enough to wait for the right one, that it is time to lose my virginity, especially if it is going to help my dream flourish.”
“Okay, that is reasonable. So you haven’t had sex because you were looking for the right woman?”
Part of me wants to roll my eyes at her questions. I already went through all this during their intense vetting process over the past week. “Yes, I never really expected to have sex for the first time with the woman I would spend the rest of my life with, but I thought she would at least be someone I cared deeply for. I haven’t found that so far, and it is still something I will look for, but the older I get, the more I realize the women who date me find it odd that I’m a virgin. That there must be something wrong with me. I know it is time, basically.”
“Very interesting. Well, because of the uniqueness of this video, you will be given the rate our female performers are offered, ten thousand dollars. The money will be direct deposited into your account as soon as we wrap today. I think you’ll really like the young woman you’ll be performing with today. She, of course, is also a virgin, but also very intelligent. As many of our performers do, she is using the money to pay for college. As you requested, we have set aside the next half hour for you two to get to know each other in the green room. There are cameras in the room, but they do not record audio. We simply use them for promotional footage of the girls before they go on stage, kind of a this is the last time they’ll be completely innocent thing. It is total bullshit of course, but our viewers seem to like them. Are you ready to meet your costar?”
“Sure.” We walk down a long white corridor, and the whole feel of this place is adding to my out-of-body experience. Like this isn't really me doing it, but someone who has taken over my body, and I’m just a shell they’re occupying. I might need to lay off the late-night reruns of Star Trek.
Liza approaches a door and rests her palm on the handle, turning to me with some last minute details. “After the introductions, I’ll go over the very simple scenario and script you two will be following as well as the order things will happen. Then I’ll leave you two alone to get acquainted while I make sure everything is in order on set. If you want to kiss and warm things up while back here, that is fine, but no penetration or oral sex until we’re in the studio.” I almost laugh at her thinking we are going to get so carried away that both of us will want to fuck the minute we meet but manage to hold it back. Just as I think she’s going to open the door, Liza turns back to me with a gasp. “Oh, I forgot to ask because normally our male performers are pros and bring their own. Do you need any medications to help boost your performance? We have some Viagra and Cialis on hand just in case, but if it is your first time taking it, I suggest only taking half a pill.”
I rear back at the suggestion. I had never even considered the need to take something to get an erection. But now that she mentions it, I realize this whole situation might be intimidating enough to keep the lonely beast in my pants from getting excited. But still, I’m a guy, and deep down, we are all egomaniacs when it comes to our dicks. No way am I going to let on that this is something I am now really worried about. “No, I don’t think that will be a problem at all.”
Liza nods once and swings the door open, almost hitting the startled girl on the other side. Her large green eyes shoot right past Liza and lock with mine. Even with a thick layer of makeup covering her face and hair that I’m not entirely sure is hers, I can tell she is easily the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen in my life.
Suddenly, all fears of not being able to get hard fly right out the window. I haven’t looked lower than her neck, and already my cock is sitting up panting in my jeans, begging to be let loose so he can meet whoever this goddess is.
