Date: Wed, 18 Feb 2004 16:26:54 +0000 From: Jorge Grossao Subject: grossao-pornstar/press-junket-1 PRESS JUNKET 1 by Jorge Alvarez My friend Jan calls me asking for help. He has to fly to Holland to stay with his sick Mom. Can I replace him in a job he took here in L.A.? It's a live interview for a Dutch radio in a movie press junket. They pay very well and I'll be staying at the Four Seasons. I can even bring a guest. I say yes, of course. Jan and I are both Dutch. I was a doctor in Holland, but I got fed up with my work there and after I divorced I moved to California with my son. I don't have a license to practice here, so I make do with odds and ends, freelance jobs, just like Jan does. I get him work, he gets me work, so it all works out well. I decide to take my son Piet with me. Jan tells me to check in the next day at the hotel. There, I'll meet the publicists who'll take care of the technical aspects of the live feed to AS Radio in Amsterdam. The radio will fax me a script. All I have to do is follow the script. I never heard of the movie star I'll be interviewing. He's from Brazil originally, a black guy called Grossao. I have no idea how to pronounce his name, but I don't care. I also don't know anything about his film, which is called "Going Dutch". Jan tells me that Mr. Grossao lives in Amsterdam, where he shoots his films, and speaks Dutch fluently, so I don't have to worry. "Wim, you're gonna love this job. I'm really sorry that I can't make it but I'm happy for you. You're gonna ask for more, my friend! And so will your son..." So we check in at the hotel. Wonderful, really five stars! Piet goes down to the bar, and I stay in bed because I want to be fresh for the job in the morning. My son comes back very late. I guess he found some sexy chick at the bar and made out with her. Piet and I are both big blond guys, over six feet, and very athletic. We play ice hockey, soccer and are part of a group of Dutch guys in L.A. who practice all-terrain biking. So our muscles are very well developed. Both of us are a hit with the girls around here. But let's get straight to the press junket. The publicists give me a technician who speaks Dutch. A young guy who looks very gay to me, but what the fuck. No problem, I'm not a bigot. My medical specialty is proctology, so I've had a lot of them as patients back in Holland. I've always wondered why those guys love to take it up the ass. It must be so painful! And I've seen ugly cases of boys and men who took really big penises up there and were kind of ravaged. I have to confess that handling a beautiful male behind sometimes gave me a hardon, but that doesn't make me gay! Anyway, I know a gay guy when I see one and Nys, the young technician, is a flaming queen. Quite handsome, blond, blue eyes. Ducth from his mother's side. He trains me to use the headphone that will connect me to AS Radio. I don't like it when he touches my arms and back, obviously enjoying my powerful muscles. I like it even less when he sits by my son and shows Piet how to handle the controls on the sound console. I can see the faggot is touching my son's bulging thighs. And Piet doesn't seem to mind. They're whispering and giggling and getting too intimate for my taste. But I have to concentrate on doing my job. Over the headphone, the Dutch announcer in Amsterdam welcomes me, very friendly, and explains that we're going to have a live audience in the room here, mostly guys who work in the film and Mr. Grossao's guests. The audience is expected to participate in the interview. I complain that I still haven't got the script. It's coming in a minute, the guy says. Mr. Grossao and his entourage enter the room. He's incredibly tall and very handsome, for a black guy. He must spend all his time lifting weight. His muscles are awesome. Huge arms and pecs. I'm startled by the bulge in his pants. I usually don't look at a man's crotch, of course, but his is so impressive I can't avoid staring. When I look up at him, he's chuckling. He shakes my hand, and it disappears in his huge paw. "So, Mr. Wim, I'm glad you're here. Very nice to meet you! I'm sad for Jan, I really love the guy, but I'm sure you'll do the job as well as he'd have done... Man! You look gorgeous! What work-out is that that gives you such a great body?" "Oh, my son Piet and I we do a lot of sports together. Let me introduce you to him. Piet!" "Piet and I have already met. We... bumped into each other last night at the hotel bar. Hi Piet! How're you doing? Too sore?" "No, Grossao, I'm really fine. Just a little itchy, if you know what I mean..." "That's my boy! Now, Mr. Wim, are we ready to start?" "I guess so, we have one minute to go. But I haven't received the script yet..." "Oh, don't worry about that... Just ask me some general questions about the film and the audience will take care of the rest. Trust me, I'll guide you through the whole thing. Just breath, relax and let go. You're gonna love it". "Well, if you say so. It's really the first time I work for AS Radio, and I'm sure you've done a lot of interviews for them, so I'll let you lead me, so to speak..." "Yeah, that's the idea. Leave everything to Grossao and you'll have the ride of your life, sir. May I call you Wim?" "Yeah, of course... Grossao... Am I saying your name right?" "No, but I love the way you say it. Keep it like that". Our audience is composed of a bunch of black and white studs, kind of wild. I feel a strong surge of sexual energy in the room, quite unexpected. I don't know what kind of film "Going Dutch" is but it's certainly not family fare... Nys gives us the countdown. Five, four, three, two, one. We're live! The announcer's voice from Amsterdam booms through our loudspeakers. "Good evening and welcome to Anal Sex Radio, Amsterdam! Tonight we have live from Los Angeles our favorite pornstar! The one and only, Grossao! Welcome to our studios, stud! With us live form L.A. to host the interview is our compatriot Wim. How're you doing, Wim?" Jorge Alvarez grossao13@hotmail.com