PORN STARS... More Than Just Moans

by Joseph, Fabiola;L. Ramsey, Matthew

  “You two look so fucking hot together, I would love to watch you two go at it.”

  “Trust me, Breeze, I’ve tried my hardest to get between them thick thighs, but she keeps turning me down,” DeeDee said as she reached over and rubbed on Ebony’s ass.

  “Are you fucking crazy, from what I hear DeeDee is the best at making women cum? You don’t know what you’re missing Ebony.”

  “Well, I have been thinking about it. And maybe---.”

  “Maybe what? What do you have to lose? I am ready to give you a thirty thousand signing bonus and make you a star. You’re the only one stopping yourself baby.” The battle that was taking place inside Ebony’s head disappeared when everything collided and formed a decision that was a force to be reckoned with.

  “Okay, I think that I am ready for this.”

  Breeze smiled and wanted to grab her and kiss her. Not because he liked her in that way, but because he got his way. He was a spoiled brat that wanted what he wanted, when he wanted it.

  “How about you DeeDee, are you up for a taping tonight?”

  DeeDee was so ready to jump Ebony’s bones that she would have done it for free. The money she was going to make off this shot was just an added incentive.

  “Are you ready to go?” DeeDee asked as she took Ebony’s hand. Breeze walked over to me and told me that it was about to be on and poppin’. I walked over to the boys and told them the news as DeeDee and Ebony followed Breeze to the bar. Either they were way too drunk or too into each other because neither Tyree nor Jamar seemed to give a fuck that Ebony was about to get her porn cherry popped. Breeze sent the guys one more round of Blood Lust before was all headed for the door.

  *****

  Back at the warehouse, Breeze and I played grab-ass as the ladies got ready. He felt as if I was there for him and held him down. At first, he thought that I may have fumbled but I proved him wrong.

  “I really wouldn’t have closed this deal without you tonight. You worked your shit baby. This is what I am talking about when I tell you that you hardly know your own potential.”

  He kissed my lips and pushed me onto the set couch.

  “You know what I should do? I should say fuck this film and just spend the rest of the night giving my baby some sealing the deal dick.”

  “Not after all of the work I put in tonight. There better be some pussies rubbing and some clit sucking,” I said with a drunken laugh. Breeze licked down my neck and would have gone even further if the features in his films didn’t show up.

  “Well, goddamn, you two girls look like a hot fuck on a platter. I know this shit is gonna be off the hook.”

  After a brief run though, the ladies took their place on set and action was called on the film. I watched as DeeDee kissed and sucked on every part of Ebony’s body. She moved slow and savored every part of Ebony. By the time she reached her clit, she had Ebony begging her to never stop. I guess Breeze was right about DeeDee, she sure did look like the pussy eating champ. At the end of the two hour session, DeeDee had fucked her every way a lesbian could. I counted six different toys and countless licks. I was tired from watching them work but oh, so wet.

  “So when will this be coming out, what’s the name gonna be, will I be on the cover?”

  As soon as “Cut” was yelled Ebony had a handful of questions. She had signed her contract earlier and felt like a full-fledged porn star.

  “Calm down, girl, you’ll find all of this mess out in due time. But I was wondering myself what you were gonna call this one.”

  Breeze looked thankful that DeeDee was there to calm Ebony’s inquisitive ass down.

  “I’m thinking…DeeDee Delight’s Hidden Desires.”

  “That’s cute, but what about my name. I thought that you always gave names after the first shot or test drive. How long do I have to wait?”

  “You don’t, Ebony, that’s what I decided to call you, Desire. Do you like it?” Ebony stood still and thought about it.

  “Yeah I like that. Desire, Desire,” she repeated the name to herself to see if she liked the ring of it.

  “I definitely love it. It’s me in one word.”

  Chapter 14

  “We better win. We deserve it.”

  A month later everybody was relieved and relaxed. We got our test results back two weeks earlier and, thank God, everybody was negative. Well, almost everybody. Tyree, my friends, and I were all good so I was happy, and thankful. I was also well aware now. That was the first time I actually stopped and thought about how easily I could’ve caught something that I couldn’t get rid of. Production was back up and running, so Blaze and I finally finished my last scene for “Satisfy Your Kravings”. That film was in the editing stages, while I started filming scenes for a new movie featuring a lot of stars, including Tyree and Blaze. It was an oral sex only movie called “Head Bangers”. Besides that all of Fantasy Picture’s big stars were getting ready to fly out to Vegas for the annual Adult Entertainment Expo that takes place every January to promote our movies, and to greet fans. The expo features the hottest adult stars, and the latest sex technology on the market today. We also had the AVN awards show to go to while we were there. Between Tyree and me, we were both nominated for seven awards, which included best threesome, best bi-sexual scene, most dramatic, best actor, best gay, best group, and best deep throat. Jasmine was nominated with us for best threesome, most dramatic, and best bi-sexual film, so I was excited that we could share that experience together. Jasmine invited Ebony to Vegas with us. She said if Ebony paid for her own flight she could stay in her suite with her. DeeDee wasn’t nominated for anything, but she was coming with Mr. Cappello.

  Two nights before we flew to Vegas, Tyree and I went with Jasmine to her first club appearance. I had to put her on to it so she could make some more money. Don’t get me wrong she was definitely getting paid, but I told her she needed to profit as much as she could off her success while she was hot. The first time she came out to support one of our appearances it was so funny. It was tranny night, so a lot of the tranny chasers were hitting on Jasmine all night long telling her she was the best looking one in the club. Even the transsexuals were telling her she looked good, asking her for tips, and telling her that she looked just like a woman. I could tell she was getting tired of hearing it, and hated having to explain that she was a female over and over again. I don’t think any woman wants to be mistaken for a tranny, but she should’ve looked at the bright side, at least they were saying she was the best. I would’ve taken it as a compliment. I told her if she was at a straight club her experience would’ve been a hell of a lot better. She had fun though, and she could tell it was easy money so she wanted to start doing it right away. For her first time the club was packed with men trying to take her picture. I told her to make sure she looked good, but damn she looked sexy. If I was a straight man she definitely would’ve had me lusting after her, or if I was a woman I would’ve wanted to look just like her. She made at least fifteen thousand dollars that night, and she only had to stay until 1:00AM I swear some of those men in that club were L.A. pimps trying to get her on their teams. If she was nervous at all her first time she’s a good actress because she didn’t let it show. I saw Tyree staring her down all night but it didn’t bother me. Hell, I was staring her down too. After we left we went back to Jasmine’s place. We didn’t stay too long. Tyree was horny, and wanted to leave. I teased him on the way home and said, “You want to take me home right away so you can fuck me with your eyes closed while you picture Jasmine.” He denied it and laughed it off. Of course as soon as we got home we got it in. Afterwards Tyree was knocked out, but I wasn’t tired so I started packing for Vegas a little early.

  The next day was crazy and long. Everyone was trying to finish up last minute errands before flying out the following day. All I had to do was see the barber so I could look fresh and clean, and I had to go to the tailor to pick up my suit. I brought a Christian Dior fitted suit, and it was a good choice because I looked good
in it. Tyree went with me when I picked it out, and decided he wanted to wear one as well. He chose one that was a little different from mine so we weren’t looking like those corny ass couples who dress alike. That was the first time I saw him in something besides street clothes. He looked so handsome and sexy. I stopped, looked at us, and fantasized if that was how we’d look if one day we decided to get married. I was looking like something, and Tyree was definitely looking like something so we were ready to go. We were only going for the weekend so we didn’t have to pack that much.

  Leaving for Vegas was a bitch because there was so much traffic, and LAX was big and confusing as hell. It reminded me of the first time I arrived there for my audition interview with Fantasy Pictures. I remembered knowing right away I hated that airport. It took us a little over an hour to get through security. Ebony was supposed to ride with us to the airport, but she waited until the last minute to pack, so we left her. She had to catch a cab, because she didn’t want to pay for her car to be parked at the airport all weekend but she was lucky enough to fly with Jasmine, DeeDee, and Mr. Cappello in a private jet. Our first class flight was packed but it was only an hour long which was perfect, because I hate flying. I feel like every time I fly I’m testing Fate. I was disappointed that we were flying into Vegas during the day, because it looked dull and deserted from the view above. Last year we flew in at night and everyone aboard the plane started yelling and clapping, because the entire city was lit up. A very handsome middle aged limo driver was waiting for us holding a sign that said “Fantasy Pictures,” after we greeted him he took our bags, loading them in the trunk of the stretch limo, and then drove us to our hotel.

  We all stayed in the Palms Hotel and resort because the AVN awards took place there. Tyree and I shared the Fantasy Crib Suite because it was more than enough room for two people. It was huge, and the view of the city was amazing, especially at night. Everything was on point so I made some mental notes for interior decorations for my future home. There was a 42 inch plasma television hanging up on the wall in the living room above the fireplace, which was parallel to a comfortable cream colored wrap around leather couch, a really nice pool table, a huge balcony that over looked the city, and a state-of-the-art kitchen which included a sit down bar. The full bathroom had a whirlpool bathtub, which was nice and relaxing. The bedroom was my favorite room, it had a king sized bed, another 42 inch plasma television, and an additional balcony that I chilled on in the morning while I enjoyed some coffee. It was the type of place I liked staying at. I unpacked right away while Tyree chilled on the couch watching the sports channel. Twenty minutes later he wanted to grab something to eat while I wanted to gamble. I compromised with him since we had to appear at the Adult Entertainment Expo in three hours. We had no idea if food would be provided, especially since there wasn’t any last year. Tyree is picky when it comes to food so in case they were serving something it was probably something he or I wouldn’t want. We went to Simon Restaurant and Lounge in the Palms. Tyree was in the mood for lasagna, but I chose the spaghetti and meatballs with some bread, and a house salad on the side. The portions were just the right size, and everything was delicious. After we finished eating we still had some time to kill so we finally got to do what I wanted to do. I won three thousand dollars on my first bet at the roulette table. I put all of my money on black and won. I figured if I lost I could’ve easily went to the ATM machine to get some more money. After that, I won some, lost some, but by the time I was finished at that table I won over eight thousand dollars. Tyree lost six hundred dollars and then quit. He was scared he’d lose too much of his money. You know what they say “scared money won’t win money”, and “you have to play to win”. We walked over to the blackjack tables, but after I lost fourteen hundred of my winnings, I felt like Tyree must’ve felt and walked away. We had an hour left before we were expected to make an appearance so we went back to the hotel and changed our clothes. Breeze made us wear Fantasy Pictures t-shirts but they were hot though. We were able to add our opinions, and suggestions which helped. They were black with Fantasy Pictures written on the front in a rainbow pattern, and on the back there was a picture of Tyree and I naked facing each other while Tyree was grabbing my ass, along with names of clubs and dates for our upcoming appearances. Breeze hired the fluffers, and some of the girls who didn’t quite make top earnings yet to walk around promoting Fantasy Pictures with black t-shirts saying “Porn Stars” in hot neon pink on the front, with the company’s website on the back. We wore the t-shirts with nice fitted jeans, and fresh kicks. Tyree wore a skull cap on his head while I showed off my freshly cut fade. We both were looking like something so we knew the men were going to be all on us. Walking into the Sands Expo Center took me back to last year’s expo, except last year I was running inside instead of walking because I was late.

  Breeze was waiting at my booth and I could tell right away that he was pissed. He lectured me on how being on time is important, and warned me that one of his biggest pet peeves was tardiness. Thankfully the second time around we were early. I looked around and it was chaos. People were running around plugging up equipment, hanging up lights, and still setting up their booths down to the last minute. Our booth was finished and empty as we approached it. It was just like last year’s booth, simple. It basically had Fantasy Pictures’ logo all over it, with pictures of the covers that made the most money that year. There were boxes and boxes of DVDs and solo pictures of Tyree and me. I wish we could’ve taken new photos, but Breeze used our promo pictures from our “Straight Ass for Cash” video. We were selling the DVD’s for thirty dollars apiece. If someone brought a DVD we would sign it, and give them an autographed picture. There wasn’t anywhere to sit unless you wanted to rest your ass on the black table clothed counter. I knew once the expo opened sitting down wouldn’t be an option because everyone would want us to sign stuff. Before the fans are allowed in, the Expo consists of industry professionals and the media in order to permit companies to make and build business and media contacts. One reporter asked Tyree, “Konceited, tell your fans what they can expect to see from you next year?”

  “They can expect to see a lot more hot videos, and hopefully see me cross over into straight porn as well.”

  “So what you’re saying is, you’re planning on starring in straight porn and gay porn?”

  “As long as I’m getting paid what I deserve, I will, so for all you producers out there who are watching this if the money is right, I just might.”

  I was stunned because I had no idea that Tyree wanted to cross over into straight porn. He never mentioned any of this to me. I knew he wanted to do another movie with Jasmine but that was it. As soon as the reporter walked away I questioned him.

  “So what the fuck was that all about?”

  “What are you talking about Jamar?”

  “All that crossing over shit that you were talking about. You never told me that’s what you wanted to do.”

  “Look I know I’m your man and all, but I don’t have to tell you EVERY FUCKING THING THAT I WANT TO DO.”

  “Damn, calm down, Tyree. It’s not that big of a deal. I just thought we were business partners and worked together on everything, but lately you’ve been making decisions without me. I feel like you don’t even need me anymore, and let me tell you something, it’s not a good feeling.”

  “Aww, don’t feel like that, baby. You know I got mad love for you, but things are moving so fast for me, and I love it. I’m trying to make as many movies as I can. I don’t care if they’re straight, bi, gay, with you, or without you. I’m trying to get paid, you feel me? Besides at the end of the day it’s you that I’m coming home to.”

  “Yeah, you’re right. I’m sorry.”

  “It’s cool, come here.”

  I walked over to Tyree, and his smile made me melt. All I could do was smile back just as hard as he grabbed me and pulled me close. We started making out right there in the booth. Even though people were constantly walking by, t
o me it felt like we were the only ones in that convention center. I wanted to fuck him so bad, but I knew that would’ve been inappropriate, and I definitely didn’t want Breeze to hear about it. I didn’t need another lecture from him. The fans were finally allowed in, and we already had a line. Two hours later this bad ass bottom, who was trying to bring back the Eric Benet blonde tipped shoulder length dreads approached our booth. He was fine, and about 5’6” with a honey complexion, skinny body, phat ass, thick juicy lips, and had the sexiest light brown eyes that I have ever seen. He asked if we could sign his ass cheeks. All I could think of was those chicks who want famous men to sign their breast. I looked over at Tyree and he was laughing. We agreed to do it so he pulled down his skinny skins revealing a sexy black thong. We kneeled down and I signed his left cheek while Tyree signed the right one. His friends were taking pictures of us posing with him as we squeezed his ass. That made our day, but I’m sure that made his year, or it was at least the highlight of his day. There were still so many men waiting in line for a chance to meet us. There was even a bunch of looky-loos standing off to the side, watching us and taking pictures. I guess they didn’t feel like waiting in that long line to meet us. We weren’t there three hours before we were sold out of DVD’s. We still had lots of pictures to give away though. We stayed and continued to do what we normally do at the clubs, which was sign stuff, and take pictures with the fans. It was definitely fun and the best part of my trip.

  After four hours we decided to leave the booth, and walk around to see what else was going on. We walked over to see Jasmine, and to see how she was doing. She was just as busy as we were, and she had a line wrapped around her booth too. A couple of her fans recognized us from “Baby, Bi the Way” and asked if we could pose with her for pictures. We took about 20 pictures before we told Jazzy we would meet up with her later, and then we walked around some more. We were told there were over thirty thousand people in the convention center, and over two hundred and fifty booths. There were a couple of musical performances throughout the day but they weren’t main stream because I had no idea who they were and I hated the music that they played.