I nod in complete agreement. “I had no idea he was like this as a teacher. I knew that he brought in students and was popular among them, but I’ve never taken a class he taught. I didn’t even know who he was before I was assigned to his dorm room.”
“And you’re best friends now? That seems fast,” he grunts dubiously.
I shrug, glancing over at Magnus. “He’s likable, and it’s not hard to develop a close friendship with someone you click with,right? Besides, I think I’m the first friend our age he’s ever had. He came to the university when he was fourteen. He hasn’t had a lot of friends in general, so it’s not surprising I’m hisbestfriend.”
Josh bobs his head in agreement. “Oh yeah, that makes sense.” He swings his backpack up onto his shoulders and up-nods me. “Later, man.”
I return the gesture and finish packing up. Another student stops by my table with a mischievous grin on her lips. Her name’s Nina, and I’ve had a few classes with her. “Someone’s got a little crush on the teacher,” she titters in a whisper.
I look around, surprised, but also not. Magnus is fairly handsome, and with how well he teaches, I would bet half the student body has a small crush on him. “Anyone in particular?” I ask curiously. “Are you crushing on our new prof?”
She laughs, shaking her head and discretely glancing behind her at Magnus. “Of course not, he’s totally gay. I was talking about you.”
I huff a laugh and shake my head. “Nah. He’s my friend and I love him, but not romantically. We’re both straight as far as I know.”
“Doesn’t look that way from my side of the screen,” she teases with a wink before flouncing away.
I grin at her back and shake my head. After all, we are pretending to be two straight guys who fall in love. Apparently our schtick is already working.
Cool.
Chapter 8
Magnus
Objectively speaking,Trent’s penis is ideal. I didn’t realize there would be an ideal cock for porn, but after hours of research, I’ve realized that Trent is the gold standard of penis size and shape. Of course there are variations depending on a person’s preferences, but as far as the stats for our intended audience’s visual preferences, eight inches with a diameter of about one and a half inches on the shaft, nearly two at the base, and a flared head without an excessive amount of foreskin is perfect.
“Why are you staring at my cock?”
Trent’s question brings me out of my rumination as I set up the cameras for our next masturbatory recording. This morning we hiked along the river, and I have some footage from that adventure waiting to get spliced with this and the meal Trent plans to cook afterward.
“I bought access to a photographer’s gallery of penis photos. According to the popularity of downloads and illegal distributions, your penis is ideal. I think we should have a photo shoot with our dicks and sell digital copies and prints,” I explain, checking the angle on the camera so it captures Trent perfectly.
He’s sitting on his bed nude and hard. The arousal is a by-product of having baby oil rubbed on him; we’re trying for a more artistic mood today and filming in black and white. We both lathered up to make our skin shiny, and according to the camera, we succeeded.
“I can’t say I’ve ever paid attention to other men’s dicks, and I’m not sure how to take this information,” he admits.
I shrug and join him on the bed, sitting close enough that the camera will capture me as well. I’m also hard, but after setting up the camera, my dick is waning, so I give it a few maintenance strokes. “You have a nice cock. Take it as a compliment.”
Trent’s ears turn red, but I’m sure the black and white video won’t pick up on it. “Thanks, I guess.”
I grin at him because the cameras are rolling and this is going to be fun for our subscribers. “Why don’t we leave it for our subscribers to vote? If they think we should photograph and sell prints of your cock, they can tell us in the comments!”
Trent’s grip on his penis tightens slightly, and he gives it a little frown. “That sounds like a great way to end up with dick pics online.”
I giggle at the ridiculousness of that statement. “Undoubtedly, but I’ll do it too so there’s no inequality between us even though, statistically speaking, my penis is less attractive than yours.”
Trent releases his dick and pats mine, startling us both, but he only pauses for a second before grinning at me. “All dicks are beautiful.” Then he winks at the camera and says, “Isn’t that right?”
I stroke my shaft to erase the heat of his hand on it and organize my thoughts for this performance. Admittedly, the accidental touching is a good flare for our goal, and so are the true reactions that we both had to it. Hopefully that brings the “shippers” in and spreads the word among their friends so weget more subscribers. We’re almost to the goal I set for the end of next week, and I’m excited about what that means for the experiment and our future.
Trent also strokes his shaft as he continues talking to our audience. “Remember to leave as many comments as you like, but this is a safe space, so don’t be assholes, because we will block your asses so fast and still keep your comment for Magnus's research. He’s writing some kind of dissertation about you guys.”
I laugh and elbow him. “Enough. They’re not here for a lecture. Start the video.”
Trent’s smirk turns a little wicked. “I picked this one out just for you.”
I have no idea what to expect, but he starts the clip on his laptop, and the first thing I hear is “Professor Magnum? Is there anything I can do to bring my grade up?” and I know this is going to be the most challenging orgasm I’ve ever had to pull off.
