A change?Mike walked through the main area of the studio, skirting the sets where scenes were already being filmed, and into the prep room. Tony was nowhere to be seen. Mike shrugged off his jacket and sat down at the table to read through his notes. One look at the name on the sheet was enough to make him groan out loud.
“Aww, crap.”
The sound of someone clearing their throat behind him made him straighten and turn around. Tony Ford stood in the doorway.
“I take it you’ve read the notes.” His expression was decidedly unhappy. “Look, I know this is short notice, but?—”
Mike didn’t bother trying to hide his disappointment. “Chad Bone? Really?” It was bad enough that in the—almost—four months since he’d arrived at ManFactory, Chad had managed to prove all Mike’s predictions true. Despite his relatively short time at the studio, he’d quickly become one of their most popular actors. It seemed like he was performing in two out of every five scenes that ManFactory put out.
No, what made matters worse was the reputation Chad was already gaining in the community. He’d bottomed—twice—and made such a song and dance about it that the company now paid him twice the going rate every time he did it. There was no denying the boy was the proverbial goose, but Mike was certain one of these days it was gonna backfire on ManFactory, andthategg sure wouldn’t be made of gold.
That one was gonna stink to high heaven.
Quickly, Mike scanned the scene notes. “Shit.” Chad was topping.
“I know you’re not happy about working with Chad,” Tony began, “but?—”
“Not happy?” Mike growled. “I hear the stories, okay? You think you’re doing a good job of keeping a lid on it, Tony, but word gets around. The kid’s a homophobic little asshole and a nightmare to work with.” He fixed Tony with a steely gaze. “Go on, tell me I’m wrong.”
Tony came into the room and pushed the door shut behind him. “I’m sorry, okay? This wasn’t my decision.” He pulled out a chair and sat down, head in his hands.
“Huh? But you’re the director.”
Tony let out a sigh that was so heavy, Mike almost felt sorry for him. Almost.
“Well, that’s as may be, but it seems the management wants to give Chad a lot of exposure. They’ve been giving him scenes with all the more experienced guys.” He shrugged. “It’s their company. What am I supposed to say?”
Mike knew he had a point. He dropped the clipboard onto the table and shook his head. “Is he here yet?”
Tony nodded. “He’s in the shower. Make sure you’re good ’n’ prepared, Scott. Kid’s got a helluva dick on him. We’re talking nine inches. And thick.”
Mike snorted. “Yeah, I read that in his profile. Wasn’t sure if I believed it or not, but….” He gave a halfhearted smile. “After all, they got me down as six feet tall.”
Tony barked out a laugh. “Oh, they got it right. Chad’s equipment is very… impressive.” He got up from the table. “I’ll let you get ready, okay? And Scott… play nice, all right?”
Mike opened his eyes wide. “Why, whatever can you mean?” He attempted a look of pure innocence.
Tony bit his lip. “Yeah, that’s funny. No, I mean it. You’ve got a reputation around here too, y’know. You’re a shoot-from-the-hip kinda guy. It wouldn’t do to ruffle anyone’s feathers, if you catch my drift.” He went to the door and paused. “You hearing me?”
Mike nodded. “I hear ya.” He picked up the clipboard. “Just give me a few minutes to read this thoroughly, and then I’ll be in the shower too.” He arched his eyebrows. “Mustn’t keep His Highness waiting.”
Tony shook his head. “You’re playing with fire, Scott. Just be careful you don’t get burned.” He exited the room, leaving Mike staring at the door.
This wasnotgoing to be fun.
“Okay, let’s take a break before the penetration scene,” Tony called out.
Chad was off the bed and onto his iPhone in seconds. Mike watched him walk aimlessly around the studio, eyes down, focused on the screen, thumbs flying as he messaged… whoever. His cock pointed the way, bobbing gently. Not that anyone could miss it.
Damn, he’s big. Tony hadn’t been kidding. Mike had bitten back a smirk when he’d laid eyes for the first time on a naked Chad. That skinny butt was furless after all, as was the rest of him.
“I think that’s our next evolutionary step,” Seb, the cameraman, said with a grin.
“Huh?” Mike got up from the bed and walked to the small couch, where he’d left his bag containing the dildo. A last minute bit of stretching wouldn’t go amiss. Mike lubed up the dildo, the biggest one he had with him, and then lay on his back, knees to his chest, and slid it home. He breathed out, letting his muscles relax. It didn’t help that he’d been tense throughout the scene so far. Okay, so his initial mood had been lousy, but Chad had certainly played his part too.
Mike closed his eyes, trying to inject a calm he didn’t feel.
“I said, I think that’s our next evolutionary step,” Seb repeated, crouching next to him. “We’re all gonna have this bend in our necks, just for looking at our phones.” He chuckled. “I think Chad is surgically attached to his.”
