I woke up on Brad's comfy bed, and turned to my side to spoon him.
It was a lazy Sunday and we had nothing to do except for helping Brad get his groceries.
"Wakey wakey, sleepyhead." I tickled his ears.
"What time is it?" Brad groaned.
"Like, nine thirty." I responded. "I'll go make breakfast."
"No, no, let me do it." He stretched his arms, yawned, and sat upright on the bed.
I gazed at his delicious torso in front of me.
"Last night was fun," He scratched his head.
"I'm kind of glad we didn't go to that after-afterparty," I shrugged. "Not in a mood to be hungover."
"Yeah…" Brad yawned again. "You want pancakes?"
I nodded with a smile.
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As I sat down on a chair facing his charcoal table, Brad placed a plateful of fluffy pancakes in front of me. Upon closer inspection, I could see that the pancakes were made to resemble the head of a bear.
"That's adorable." I commented.
"Yeah I like bears."
"I can tell," I smirked and pointed towards the framed print of a bear hanging on the wall.
"My friend gave that to me as a gift some years ago." He smiled and sat beside me.
We began to dig into our hearty breakfast.
"Hey," I called.
"What?"
"About that thing I wanted to talk to you yesterday…"
"Yeah?" He put down his fork.
"Are you interested, um…" I said. "…in filming porn?"
"Huh? That's unexpected. Why?"
And so, I began to tell him all that the twins had told me, and I could tell by his stare while I was explaining that he seemed slightly interested in it.
"That… certainly sounds exciting but," Brad contemplated. "once our porn has been uploaded onto the Internet it stays there forever. I don't want it to fall into wrong hands, you know what I mean?"
"I do. That's mainly my concern, actually."
Brad and I sat in silence, our minds rushing through the pros and cons of filming a video together.
"How about we decide later? We've got all day and I want to go get some groceries." Brad broke the silence.
"Sure."
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Brad lived in a busier part of town, near the Central area of Ophrus where the Central Ferris Wheel stood. We were heading off to the largest mall in Ophrus so Brad could buy some food to stock up the fridge and to look for some new jackets.
"You want to go to Zara?" I pointed towards the store. "We could go there first and then head down to the Tesco superstore."
"Oh sure," Brad answered.
We walked into the store, the both of us holding each other's hands.
"How's this, baby?" Brad turned to show the camouflage jacket he picked for himself. "You like it?"
"Hmm," I puckered my lips. "I like the one with the tiger more."
"Okay wait." Brad went back into the dressing room and closed the door.
Brad Mateo, my personal model for the day, I thought as I took out my phone from my pocket.
The door suddenly slightly cracked open.
"Psst, Ped. I need some help." Brad called. "Come in."
I stepped into the dressing room after making sure no one saw me go in.
"Woah." My eyes widened.
Brad was only wearing his underwear and had a smug expression on his face.
I closed the door behind me and locked it.
"Someone's in the mood, huh?" I said with a smirk.
"Shh." He put his index finger on his lips.
"You could totally become an underwear model if the school finds out about us and fires you," I whispered.
"I actually like being a teacher more," Brad pulled me close to him. "It pays better."
"What? You've been an underwear model before?"
"Haven't I told you? I once modeled for an underwear brand. 'Cocksox' was the name I believe."
"I feel like I've seen that name somewhere but I don't remember."
"Anyways let me try on this jacket for you," Brad winked. "in the nude."
His underwear dropped to his ankles.
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"I guess now we have two jackets," Brad looked into the paper bag.
"We?" I asked.
"You also wear 'large', right? We can always share."
My phone buzzed.
"So have you two thought about our 'deal'?" read the text from Tyler Bukhari the porn star.
I looked up to face Brad.
He shrugged.
"We're both interested but we don't wanna be seen nor recognized." I texted back.
"You could wear masks." Tyler replied.
"Masks?"
"Yup. Forgot to tell you guys can wear black venetian masks. Privacy, am I right? :)"
I showed Brad the text.
"You guys won't be using your real names, and the video is only for premium members of the site too. ;)"
Brad and I eyed each other for a brief moment.
"When can we film then?" I typed into my phone.
"Can you two next Sunday?"
I looked at Brad again, who shrugged and nodded with a dirty smile.
"Ok."
"See you two babes then! ;)"