Date: Sat, 27 Nov 2010 01:07:02 -0500
From: Z McGuire <zanemcguire@hotmail.com>
Subject: That Unspoken Bond - Part 4

That Unspoken Bond - Part 4
By Zane McGuire
zanemcguire@hotmail.com

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Drew watched the exchange with interest.  There was something about the way
he was looking at me that made me think that he somehow knew what was going
on in my head; knew and... approved?

"Okay fellas," Drew said.  "Why don't we get started?"

"Yeah," Sage said, staring at me as he made himself comfortable on the
bench.  "Why don't we?"

Drew grinned, as though he were enjoying a private joke, as he positioned
himself in front of Sage.  "Okay, for the time being, let's just do some
hand-held stuff..."

"I thought that was the whole point," I joked.

"Lame," Sage mumbled under his breath, shooting me a half-smile.

"When we do this for real, of course, we'll have a full camera crew, but
this little baby," he tapped the small hi-def cam he held in his hand,
"should do for today's purposes.  It will allow me to measure light, test
angles, etc.  And it will enable me to take a few more static shots for
Sage's portfolio."

Sage nodded his understanding.

"So," Drew said, holding the camera up in front of him.  "Let's get
started.  Sage, I want to basically do some general posing shots for a
while, can you do that?"

"In my sleep," he said.  He maneuvered his way around the gym set, doing
reps with the free weights, lifts, push-ups, etc.

I found myself fascinated by the process; Sage wasn't doing anything I
hadn't seen him do a thousand times at our gym, but there was
something... different about it now.  Maybe it was the way he was looking
at the camera as he did it.  He was a natural, that's for sure.  The way he
stared hungrily, as though he were a being of pure sexual energy.

Hell, maybe that's exactly what he was.  Maybe that's what he'd ALWAYS
been.  Maybe I just never saw it before.  But now that I did... it was hard
for me to see him as anything but.

"Okay, Sage, let's have you stand against the wall right now."  Drew
pointed toward where he wanted him to stand, and made some adjustments to
the lights.  Sage stood patiently, waiting for the director to do his
thing, and as he did, he turned and looked at me.

"What do you think so far?" he asked.

"It's... interesting."

"See?  I told you.  It's actually quite fun."  He grinned playfully.  "And
we haven't even gotten to the good stuff yet."

I blushed.  I fucking blushed!  Thank god I was seated far enough away that
my brother couldn't see me making an ass of myself.

Drew finished his adjustments and continued filming.  "Okay, Sage, let's
try something a little different for this angle.  I want you to try some
verbal stuff."

"Verbal stuff?" he repeated.  "Like... what?  Like talk to the camera?"

"Yup.  Remember, the fantasy we're building here is that the guys watching
these videos are looking for the unattainable straight guy to show off for
them."

"Sounds like you in a nutshell, bro," I commented.

"Yeah," he laughed.  "Okay, Drew, I think I know what you are looking for.
Let's give it a shot."

To my surprise, Drew turned and looked at me, shooting me a grin.  Again,
there was something... unspoken in his expression.  Like he was playing
some kind of game.

He made a slow arc back and forth in front of Sage, who stood lazily
against the wall.  He was wearing a tight red and white baseball shirt,
which clung to his chest and arm muscles.  His hands were shoved into the
pockets of a pair of grey sweats.  Sage played to the camera, looking
seductively into the lens, biting his lip, playfully sticking out his
tongue.  He began to explore his body with his hands, running them over the
curves of his chest and arms.

"You like what you see?" he said into the camera with a grin.  "You like
looking at this hot muscle man?  You wish you were standing here right now,
don't you.  I bet you do.  I bet you wish you standing right in front of
me, putting your hands on this hard body?"

Wow, he was good at that, I thought.  Hearing his words had a definite
effect on my groin.  I felt my cock begin to pulse slightly; again, I was
confused as to the reason I was having this unusual response to another
man, much less my brother, but I also knew I didn't want him to stop.

Sage slowly turned to face the wall, sticking his butt out toward the
camera.  "Yeah, I know what you want to see," he continued.  "You wanna see
me drop these pants and show off my hot straight muscle ass, don't you?" He
laughed playfully.  "Yeah, that's what you want, I know it is."  He placed
both hands on his butt, rubbing the hard muscles beneath his sweatpants.

As he did, he continued to face the wall, but turned his face toward me.
While Drew swept up and down Sage's body with the camera, Sage's eyes were
fixed on me.

"Yeah, I know what you really want.  You wanna see me take these clothes
off, don't you?  You want to see every last inch of rock hard muscle that's
hiding beneath?  Don't you?  Don't you?"  He grinned at me, raising an
eyebrow.

I swallowed hard, resisting an urge to say yes.  I shifted uncomfortably in
my seat.

"Fuck yeah," he continued, turning back toward the camera.  I noticed that
there was now a significant tent sprung in Sage's pants... he clearly
wasn't wearing any underwear and he was CLEARLY enjoying showing off for
the camera.

When the camera was on his face, Sage spoke directly into the lens, but
whenever Drew shifted angles, to capture Sage's arm sweep across his
biceps, or as Sage slightly lifted his shirt to show off the downy fur on
his six pack, Sage would turn his attention back to me.

"You like to watch me, don't you?" he purred, our eyes locked on one
another's.  "I think you do.  I think it makes you think about doing dirty,
dirty things to me.  Things you know I wouldn't normally do... things that
might seem wrong... but you know what?" Again, staring straight at me, he
licked his lips and smiled.  "I'd do them anyway..."

"Fuck," I whispered, covering my mouth with my hand.  What the holy hell
was happening here?

Drew took a few steps back, putting the camera down.  I could feel him
watching us, no longer filming.  Nonetheless, I felt like I couldn't break
my stare from Sage.  I felt like we were somehow in a different place,
unaware of what was going on around us.  It was like we were talking to
each other through a third party.  I can't explain it.

"Wow," Drew said after a second, breaking the tension.  "That
was... intense."

Sage blinked and his face returned to normal.  "Yeah, um... wow... I guess
I took it too far, huh?  Need me to, uh, dial it back a bit?"

"No, no," Drew reassured him.  He shot me a knowing glance.  "I think
that's about perfect, wouldn't you say, Seth?"

Caught off guard by the sound of my name, I stumbled a bit in my response.
"Oh, uh... yeah, that was really... something."

"Yeah, I think if you can build up that level of... uh... intensity, we
might just have our biggest solo video yet."

"Cool," Sage smiled, relaxing a bit.

"Of course that's just scratching the surface of what you could make for a
duo scene, but..."

"I know, I know," Sage said.  "We've been through all that, Drew."

"What are you guys talking about?" I asked. "Your site does,
uh... non-solos too?"

Drew glanced at Sage.  "Well... yeah, I thought Sage said he explained that
to you."

"He did, but I got the impression the site was just straight guys... you
know... jerking off.  You mean you do more than that?"

"Well, sure.  We have some really open-minded models.  Some are straight,
but do it for the money.  Some are gay.  Some are bisexual."

"Wow."

"Yeah, but Sage here has made it clear, he's only down for solos, right,
Sage?"

"Uh, right," Sage nodded, looking at me.  "I mean, yeah, of course.  I'm
straight."

"I'm confused," I continued.  "So you are saying some of the other models,
other straight models, they do gay scenes with other guys... for the
money?"

"Sure," Drew said.  "It requires a little motivation, a little straight
porn playing in the background, but most of them are able to perform well."

I shook my head in bewilderment.  "That's some crazy shit.  I had no idea
such a thing was even possible."

"You'd be surprised," Drew said, approaching me.  "Some of the models have
become good friends, off-camera.  That makes it easier when they are paired
up.  I've found that if you pair two people who trust one another, it takes
a lot of the pressure off.  Makes it easy to relax."

"How about that?"  I stole a glance at Sage who seemed really
uncomfortable.  "I had no idea that was even on the table for you, bro."

He shrugged.  "It's not... I mean, heck yeah, the money would be awesome,
but you know..."

"So, are you saying you'd consider it?  If the money was right and you
had... you know... someone you trusted to do the scene with?"

He scratched his head and I saw his face flush.  "Jeez, Seth, I don't... I
don't know... I never really thought about it..."

"Bullshit," Drew said with a grin.  "He thought about it.  But he nixed it
because he said you'd NEVER go for that!"

"Drew!" Sage exclaimed.  "Maaaan..."

I laughed.  "Is that so?  So you are telling me that if I gave you my
blessing, you'd get naked and... what... fuck some other dude?"

"NO!" he exclaimed.  "I mean... well... no, it wouldn't work like that,
exactly."

Now it was my turn to be confused.  "I don't get it.  What am I missing?"

Drew explained.  "Sage here assures me that he wouldn't feel comfortable
doing a, uh... shall we say 'hardcore' scene with another guy; we've given
him a few options.  He could just get serviced..."

"Serviced?"  I repeated.

"Yeah," Sage said.  "You know, SERVICED."  He made a crude gesture with his
hands to indicate someone sucking him off.

"Oh, okay... go on..."

"Or he could do more," Drew continued.  "Obviously, ideally, we'd want him
to do more."

"Obviously," I said, rolling my eyes in mock irritation.

"But he's just not feeling it.  So I gave him another idea.  And again,
this is totally NOT something I would offer any of our other models, but
Sage... Sage has something special."

"Come on, Drew," Sage said, shuffling uncomfortably in place.  "You're
laying it on a bit thick."

"What's this other offer?" I asked, intrigued.

"Well... we could have him do a duo scene of sorts.  But the other
guy... well, he wouldn't have to do anything.  It would be sort of a muscle
worship video.  Sage would come in, make some small talk with the guy,
strip down, give him a show, maybe let the guy fondle his muscles a bit,
and then jerk off."

"Even that..." Sage said, "I don't know, man."

"Well," I said, "if I'm looking at it objectively, how is that really any
different than what you're doing now?"

"How do you mean?"

"Well... isn't it basically still a solo, just bringing the viewer into the
scene with you?"

"I guess.  I just... I don't know, having someone there, it would
be... different."

Drew nodded understandingly.  "I get it.  That's why I think it's important
you have someone there you trust."  He turned slowly and looked at me.
"Don't you agree, Seth?"

I looked back and forth between them.  "Um... sure... theoretically, of
course."

"And, well... I couldn't help but notice... Sage seems really relaxed
around you, Seth."

We both looked at each other, sensing where Drew was going with this.

"So... would you consider helping us test drive that scenario?  To let Sage
perform for you, someone he knows and trusts, just to see if he could do
it?"

I swallowed hard and looked at my brother.  To my utter amazement, he
wasn't recoiling in horror.  He was watching me closely, awaiting my
answer.

"You... you mean... me... be in the video... with Sage?"

"Well, just for this test shot.  Not in the actual video."

"And I'd have to... what..."

Drew shrugged.  "Just sit there.  Let him do his thing.  Maybe pretend you
are enjoying it a bit."  There was a twinge of sarcasm to his voice, but I
wasn't sure if Sage detected it as well.

Sage raised his eyebrow.  "Seth, you don't have to..."

"Wait," I interrupted.  "I... I don't want to say no right away. This
could... this could mean a lot to you, Sage.  It could mean a lot of money
for you, some security and... open some doors."

"Indeed," Drew encouraged.

"So... yeah.  Okay then.  I'll do it."

"Seth!" Sage exclaimed.  "I... are you sure?"

"Yup."  I took a deep breath.  "I mean, after all, if you can perform in
front of your straight twin brother, you can pretty much do anything,
right?"

"My thoughts exactly," Drew said.

Sage smiled.  "Well, what do you know?  My brother's not as big a hardass
as I thought!"

I exhaled, unsure of what was gonna happen next, but stimulated
nonetheless.  "Drew, get your camera fired up.  I guess my brother and I
are gonna give you a show."

"Fucking A!"

TO BE CONTINUED...