Date: Mon, 27 Mar 2017 15:25:13 +0000 (UTC) From: Leslie Carr Subject: Supporting Cast Chapter 2 Supporting Cast 2 By Androgyne By the time I get back to our rest/shower/snacking area Tony's showered and dressed again and is now back to being if not shy then nervous. I'm hoping he's not nervous because Errol's made that move on him and got him worried. It turns out it was the screen test thing and my heading off to see Donny that has him tense. I can at least put him in the picture as to where he stands. "This is Donny's card with his personal cell phone number and his direct office line number too. Keep it to yourself Tony and don't flash it around to your friends. Now hang on while I find a pen." On a work surface I scare up a battered ballpoint pen and peel off a "stick it" label to scrawl my own cell and landline numbers on. "You need to talk the job thing over then ring me okay?" Of course now Errol has to do the same and hand over his numbers. Errol's not done though and hands out some advice that I should have. "Tony baby a few words of warning. If Donny sends for you to his office to discuss you working for him don't sign anything there and then. Tell him you'll think it over and then call me and I can tell you if the offer's okay." He pauses for a moment and then grudgingly credits me. "If you can't get me then Luc will advise you like I would." Thinking over things to tell him I mention just one more item. "If Donny puts a move on you in his office you can turn him down. He doesn't bear grudges that way. If you fancy some cock with him cool but it won't buy you any special privileges either. It'll be your call!" That sends Tony off with a lot to think about. After he's gone Errol and I change into our street clothes which in his case is pretty fancy since he's off to a dance club. Mine are expensive but muted. Dark blue slacks with a pale blue shirt team up nicely with a silk soft black leather jacket and black slip on shoes to make up my outfit. Only a block down from "Long Hard Videos" is a nice restaurant called "Bonne Temps" where I like to eat. I stroll along to it and find a table for two, though I'm on my own, off in a corner. One thing Errol and I share is the ability to eat like a horse and never put on an ounce. That's a good thing when you rely for your living on looking slim, sexy, and boyishly hot. I order a fillet steak with a jacket potato and onion rings and mushrooms. I limit myself to just one glass of the house red wine with the meal and finish off with a mug of their excellent coffee with cream and sugar. After paying my bill and tipping Jess the waiter, he's a fan of my stuff so I get the best service; I use my cell phone in the foyer to call a cab. "Hello yeah can I have a cab to "Bonne Temps" on the "High Street" please?" "What name please?" "Cassidy!" "If you can wait just outside there's no delay." I leave off the "Luc" just in case the operator links the name to the videos. Unlikely but I have had one cab driver asking for an autograph and he was lucky I had a couple of nude photos of myself on me at the time so I signed one of them for him. A minute later my phone buzzes with an incoming text. "Dark blue Subaru Impreza" And that's followed by the car's licence number. I stand just inside the double glass doors until I see my cab pull up outside and step out to open the passenger door and slide onto the back seat. "Where to son?" "Do you know the "Old Cotton Mill" building?" "Yeah sure! The one converted to apartments? Nice place I hear. Do you live there?" "Yeah Dad rents me a place there." I never even knew my dad, but nobody believes a pretty boy, who looks around 16 or 17 at most, can afford to lease an apartment there. I figure I've maybe 5 more years' tops as a star in this game so I aim to stash my cash but still live well at the same time. My driver pulls into the "Cotton Mill" short term parking area. If you don't live there and have a permit you get fifteen minutes and then the cameras snap you and you're sent a parking ticket. I pay the guy and tip him like I tipped Jess and jog up the steps to the outer door. My swipe card opens that and it closes behind me all on its own. Crossing to the lifts "Big Cal" the night security guy strolls out of a dimly lit passageway. He nods politely at me. "How's the weather out there Mr Cassidy?" "Getting colder but dry Cal. There's supposed to be a hard frost over night." "Stay cosy then!" 220 lbs of hard muscle and bone ambles away. He's an ex Royal Marine and it always feels safer knowing he's wandering around the building. The lift whisks me up to the third floor and the door hisses open. When I turn the corner to where my apartment's door is there's somebody leaning in the doorway of the apartment opposite mine. My neighbour opposite's son Martyn is lounging there. Now he's a nice enough lad and nice enough looking but lately he's taken to what can only be called flirting with me. "Hey Luc how's it going?" "Pretty good Marty!" "Got anything planned for later?" "Just some TV and a good night's sleep." "That doesn't sound very exciting Luc!" "Well after a hard day's work you need to rest up. Your mum must be the same surely." "But it's not like you exactly do real work do you?" "Well you'd be surprised how hard we have to work sometimes Marty." Oh I knew he knows how I make my living and he must think it's easy peasy. I'm fumbling in my pocket for my door key when his voice alters. I've turned my back on him and I'm slipping the key into the lock when Martyn speaks again and his voice isn't flirty he sounds a bit nervous and serious. "Luc could we talk?" I turn my head and just sense the change in him. "Yeah okay come on in." I click on the lights in the wall sconces, stand aside, and wave him into my apartment. He looks around and he's clearly impressed. "Wow this is some place. I thought ours was classy but this...!" Once the door is shut and locked I wave him over to the smaller of the two leather sofas that face each other. Once the two of us are sitting facing each other across the coffee table I nod to him. "Okay you wanted to talk and it looks like you've got something on your mind so go ahead and talk." He bites his lip and I figure he's trying to get things straight in his mind before opening up. While he's thinking I slip off my jacket and hang it over the back of my sofa. Finally he makes a start of things. "Luc if I've annoyed you the way I've been coming on to you I'm sorry. I've been doing it because at least in your case I KNOW you're gay. With anyone else I wouldn't know where to start or what to say." "So you think you fancy me Marty? I'm a good looking gay model so you figure I'm not going to call you a little queer bugger like others would?" He turns his head half away and holds out a hand to wag it left and right. "That's the thing Luc; I think I fancy you and I think I'm gay but can I explain?" He looks so wound up I decide to go really easy on him. "Okay Marty take your time and tell me what's bugging you." "Look I'm not a virgin, not with a girl or a woman anyway, but that's the problem. I was at a party a few months back and I'd been drinking and this girl had too. She fancied me and we ended up on a bed together. Like I managed to get it up and we did it and I came. She never caught on but if that was losing my cherry then I wasn't impressed!" "So you had your first sex with a girl and it wasn't crazy good and you think that means you're gay?" "There's more Luc and it was bad. Dad, yeah him and mum are separated but I still see him lots, he decided I looked and acted gay so he arranged to make me into a real man. He hired a hooker for me to fuck. I mean she was a good looking lady but it was just too much for me to handle. I couldn't get a hard on and dad decided I had to be queer if I couldn't get off on a woman that hot. I ran out and I won't talk to him after that." A light goes on in my head and I understand and sympathise with him no end. I look him over as he sits there quietly. He's a nice looking boy and he's got that "Emo thing" appearance going for him. He's had his dark hair streaked with blue and he's got earrings, a lip and nose piercing, and a single small tattoo on the back of his hand. He's wearing loose black pants and a black tee shirt with a silver skull symbol on the chest. He's got a variety of wristbands around both wrists and a thick gold chain around his neck. "So you figured if a girl and a woman didn't float your boat then you're gay and I was handy?" "Luc I've always kinda felt I liked boys but I never had the nerve to find out if I really am gay. I'm sorry if I bothered you but now you know why. I guess I'd better..." He's starting to rise when I halt him in his tracks. "Okay I get it and I understand how you were thinking. Come here and sit down next to me!" He looks puzzled but he does as I tell him and settles, a little bit nervously, alongside me. "I never had your problem Marty; I was always sure I was gay. My first time with a boy I was scared stiff of what would happen as well as maybe disappointing Adam. Yeah my first boy was named Adam. Now happily I'd hooked up with a boy who showed me just how things worked and we ended up pleasing each other a lot. There's only one way to find out if you're gay and perhaps I'd be a good choice to show you the ropes." Before he has time to even think about speaking I hook an arm around his neck to pull him close to me. I kiss him slowly and deeply as I wrap my other arm in place and repeat my first kiss. He's trembling and he's closed his eyes; I can feel how hard his heart is pounding as I kiss him for the third time. "So how did that feel Marty? Have I answered your question?" "Please don't stop; kiss me some more." So I do just that and with all the skill of long practice. At least he has some idea of how to kiss from his small experience with girls. So when I use my tongue he's not too nervous to respond. After some more feverish kissing with him I slide my hand up and along his thigh to the crotch of his loose black pants. Beneath the cloth and the briefs under them his cock is hard and erect. At my touch he jerks and shudders as if I've stuck a needle into him. "Let's take this to the next level Marty baby." Standing I take hold of his hand to raise him and lead him through into my bedroom. As stunned and aroused as he is his eyes go wide as he takes in my bed. Custom built for me it's half as wide again as a standard double bed and a good two feet longer. I don't just sleep in my bed; I play in it. This bed is big enough for three or four to play in comfort. I steer Marty toward it and give him a push so he sprawls onto the counterpane. Clicking a wall switch twice cuts off the overhead lights and turns on the sconces identical to my living room. Kicking off my shoes I start to unbutton my shirt. "Take your clothes off Marty. I'm betting you've got a good body and I want to see it." Tugging my shirt out of my trouser's waistband I pad through into my bathroom and toss the shirt into the laundry basket. Back into my bedroom I see Marty's peeled off his tee shirt but otherwise he's mainly still dressed. I unbuckle my belt and pop the top button of my trousers then slide down the zipper. "All your clothes Marty; I want see all of you. You'll be seeing all of me soon anyway." Stepping out of my trousers I hang them, I'm fastidious and everyone knows it, in my built in wardrobe. Stripping off my socks I scope out Marty again. He's down to just his briefs and I have to smother a grin when I see he's wearing something that seems to be "Emo" uniform. Odd looking Calvin Klein briefs were lurking under his trousers and I've fucked enough "Emo" boys to know they seem to love wearing them. I ease off my own briefs and my long curved cock springs free of the stretch fabric. Oh yeah just because I fuck men and boys in front of the camera doesn't mean I'm not going to enjoy fucking Marty in my own bedroom. I'm aiming to make sure Marty enjoys what we'll be doing with each other too! "I'm naked Marty so it's time you were too." He's quite dark complexioned but despite this I can see he's blushing and has distinct spots of colour on each cheek. Standing he tugs down his bizarre red and yellow Calvin Klein's almost defiantly. Naked his body's as good as I thought it would be. He's slender like I am and only slightly shorter than me. He's also pretty well endowed cock-wise. Not quite as long as mine it's easily as thick as my cock and both the barrel and the sack of his balls are much darker than his deep olive skin. As I walk towards him he's watching me like I'm a good looking but gay "Count Dracula" ready to feast. Oh I get it though! He's what? 14 or 15? He thinks he's gay, maybe hopes he's gay, but now he's about to find out for sure and he's scared he might not like the experience. This would leave him not liking girls or boys either and leaving him in limbo! I move past him, grab the counterpane, duvet, and top sheet then toss the lot onto the carpet. This leaves my bed with just a pristine white sheet over the mattress and the mound of pillows against the headboard. Moving up close to Marty I hook an arm around his neck to pull his mouth to mine in a long and deep kiss. My other arm goes around his waist, just above his taut rear, to pull him firmly against me. When our cocks rub against each other's Marty moans into my mouth even as we kiss. I ease him slowly backward until, still holding our kiss; I can lower him onto my bed. When I drop my body atop his it seems like there are waves of heat pulsing out of him. Breaking the kiss at last, well I have to breathe; I rotate my hips slowly so our cocks grind together. Now his hands cup my buttocks to press us even closer together. I kiss his neck now and down onto his smooth chest. Funny is my thought! I'm smooth and hairless all over because that's what the punters like to see in my videos but Marty's as silky as I am. Maybe it's an Emo thing? Like I've said I've fucked a fair few Emo boys and they were all like this. I move my mouth down to his nipples. Some boys have sensitive nipples like girls and women do. Though I'm a virgin with woman I see plenty of Donny's girl models whose nipples pop up like my thumbs when they're sucked. Like his cock and balls his nipples are even darker than his dark skin. Like those lady models it turns out Marty's nipples are indeed sensitive to some kissing and sucking. He's panting and wriggling around as I leave both hard nipples glistening with saliva to kiss a path down his flat belly. His groin's as peach smooth as mine so I'm still backing my theory about Emo's and the lack of body hair. His cock's rock hard and standing erect as I take a hold of it, slide back his foreskin, and expose his dark red knob. I allow a stream of saliva to trickle from my pursed lips to land on his knob and roll down his erection. Then cradling his hips I take that hot silky cock into my mouth. Marty bucks and groans as my lips close on sensitive skin! My head bobs up and down slowly and rhythmically and I watch Marty's face. His eyes are closed and his lips are drawn back from his clenched teeth as he sucks in gulps of air. Occasionally I pause to use my tongue's tip on that swollen knob. From its slit there's seepage of clear precum mixed with my saliva. Marty's belly ripples and his hips lift up to meet my lips. I'm surprised he's held back this long but right now his climax is hurtling at him. When he cums his head flails around and he howls like a wolf in the insane force of his release. His wads of thick creamy jizm spurt into my mouth and I relish the flavour as he bucks like a wild horse under me. I keep working his cock with my lips and tongue and swallowing his juices till he shudders and goes limp at last. I've drained him but I'll bet not for all that long. I slide back up his body until I can kiss his neck and then his lips. With my lips near his ear I murmur softly to him. "So gay or not Marty? You tell me?" He wriggles luxuriously and smiles at me. "Well if I wasn't sure before you've just convinced me. Hey you swallowed all my sponk when I came. Do you do that when you're filming?" I nestle up against him though I'm not ready to snuggle; I'm rock hard and need badly to get off but I can talk for a while. "Nah the punters who buy the videos want to see the sponk, jizm, cum, or whatever you want to call it. If I'm blowing another model the director wants the cum-shot to show his jizm shooting all over my face. I don't really get to swallow it." He's not that shy now since his fingers are touching my throbbing cock. "I can't wait to see what you taste like; well what any boy tastes like I suppose." "So that was the first time anyone went down on you Marty? I mean not a girl as I know I'm your first boy. So how was it?" I guess I just want some ego boosting because I'm pretty fucking awesome at fellatio. "It was amazing; you were amazing! But what about you... I mean do I... What do I....?" He's tripping over his tongue trying to find out how to ask me what he has to do to please me and get me off. I decide to go straight to the point. "You're wondering what comes next? Well I really want to fuck you. I want to be the first boy to fuck you Marty." "Fuck me? You mean...?" "Marty you're what 14 going on 15 or thereabouts? You know what me fucking you means. I want to put my cock up that nice smooth arse of yours and fuck you till I cum." I recognise the look on his face. It's a mixture of being scared and excited at the same time. I've seen it on other boys faces and I'll bet it was on mine before the first time I took a cock up me. "Does it hurt?" "It well might for your first time. I was a lot younger than you the first time an older boy did me but Marty baby I loved it even though it left me a bit sore. Back then we didn't have any lube to use either. So are you game to lose your boy cherry?" He's sure nervous but he manages a grin at me. "Go for it Luc! If I'm going to learn I reckon you'll be a good teacher." I roll off the bed and head across the room. I'm only a couple of paces away when Marty calls after me. "Hey Luc!" I look back at him and his grin looks a bit more settled now. "You've got an amazing body and I figure I'm a lucky boy to be in your bed." "Thanks for the compliment Marty and you don't crack any mirrors either. Remember I make my living with this body so I take care of it. A few more years looking younger than I am really am, fit, and sexy, and I'll have a real nice nest egg stashed away." One of the wood panels of the far wall is actually a cupboard door and a press from the palm of my hand pops open the spring catch that holds it. After a quick scan I select a fancy glass jar and turn back to the bed again. "This is expensive stuff Marty. Ivory Silk they call it and it's one of my favourites." The stuff's more like a gel than anything else as I slide back my foreskin to slick up from my big helmet right back to the base of my cock. Next I attend to Marty and he wriggles like a puppy as he gets his share on the pucker of his arse. "On your side; yeah that side. Now bring your knees up a little. Ever had a doctor do a rectal exam Marty? No? Well lying like you are would make it easier for him to get a finger in and for me to go in for your first time." I move in close to him kissing the base of his neck and lightly stroking his tense body. Parting his taut buttocks I slip the curve of my cock between them. Easing forward my swollen helmet finds and presses against his slick pucker. As I apply pressure Marty stiffens and grunts. "Uh, uh, oh, oh God!" As I thrust with my hips I breath "easy baby don't fight me" into his ear and he groans aloud. "Shit! Shit you're big!" Then he's stretching, opening to me, and my helmet is forcing inside him. Another thrust and my helmet's in and the rest of my cock slides home deeply. "Fucking Hell!" I'm into him and into it now. I'm pumping my hips slowly and smoothly in and out as Marty claws at the base sheet and moans deeply. "Fuck oh fuck yeah Luc! Oh Jesus fucking Christ!" The heat's rising now as I ream his tight anus and it's climbing my cock slowly from behind my balls. My arms cradling him I move faster now to pound his colon with my rock hard cock. I'm making that odd "Eeh" noise boys and men make as they are getting closer and closer to a climax and fucking him like fury now. I cum like a hose and even as I yell out loud, in a corner of my mind, I'm grinning. I'm grinning and glad this isn't a video take where I'd have to have pulled out to shoot on a guy's arse. I flood him with my hot creamy jizm as I thrust away till I'm spent at last. As I finally catch my breath I ease back out of him and return to nuzzling Marty's neck and landing light kisses on him. After a short while I'm stroking his body and whispering. "You okay baby? How was it for your first time?" He rolls over to face me and he's got a sort of surprised but contented look on his face. "I never thought you could get into me Luc. I'm a bit sore but it felt amazing and feel this!" He guides my hand down to his cock and he's up hard again and ready for action. "Good lad! Think you're ready to fuck me like I just fucked you?" "Fucking right I am!" A little gel on and in my arse and then I thicken his stiff cock with a lot more of it. I settle on all fours and glance back at him. "Just like the movies Marty. Pretend you're on camera and show me what you got!" He's kneeling behind me and his hands come to rest on my buttocks. He's tentative and maybe a little unsure as he parts them and begins to ease his cock between them. I feel him slow and then halt as his knob end rests against the pucker of my arse. "That's it Marty now go in and fuck me just like I did you." As aroused as he is he still hesitates before excitement and desire takes over. He thrusts with his slim hips and I shiver with delight as he eases his cock into me and as deep as he can go. A soft moan escapes him followed by a deeper groan and then a gasp of pleasure. His thick smooth cock fills me perfectly and then he begins to pump with his slim hips and he's reaming my arse. ""Oh fucking yeah Marty baby. That's the way. Just like I showed you. I want you to cum inside me and I want to see how hard you can cum!" Okay maybe I sound like one of Donny's scripts but I'm really into fucking and being fucked right now. In front of the cameras I have to perform for the punters here in my bed I'm performing for myself and Marty too. "Oh shit! Oh shit I'm cumming! Oh fuck!" He's pounding away now and grunting with each hard thrust. My arse has that wonderful burning glow and my own cock is as stiff as a length of wood now as Marty rockets towards a huge climax. As he cums he yells out loud; not words just a wild shout of release. I feel his jizm, hot and thick, pumping from his cock to flood me as he pumps and pumps again until he's drained himself into me. He doesn't ease back out of me; he just topples back with the loud sigh of an exhausted boy. I roll over and around to face him and snake my way up to lay up against him. I kiss him a couple of times, slowly and deeply, to give him a chance to come back to planet earth. "So made up your mind yet Marty?" He's pretty much still dazed from having his first anal orgasm so I kiss him again till he gets his head together. Not all that together as it turns out! "Huh? Made up my mind about what Luc?" "Made up your mind about whether you like doing it with a boy dummy!" At first he looks blank but then he gets that I'm winding him up and cracks up into laughter. "OMG yeah I like doing it with one boy for sure." He glances down at his long limp cock, still gleaming with lube and jizm, where it rests on his thigh. "I don't think I'll be able to get hard for a week now." I move my mouth from his to those dark sensitive nipples of his and give them some attention for a while. "You'll be surprised how soon you can get it up again Marty. I'm VERY good at bringing things back to life. Meantime though you said that you wanted to find out what a boy tasted like so it's time you sucked my cock and I see if you were paying attention when I sucked you off." He doesn't look nervous this time just a bit doubtful. "Well it'll be the first time I ever went down on a boy so you better not expect me to be too good at it but I'll do my best Luc." I settle back on a couple of pillows as Marty scoots down and I splay my thighs wide. My long curved cock is standing up and proud as he moves his mouth towards my erection. "Remember what I did Marty? Think about it." "Oh yeah!" He eases back my foreskin; not much needed to be honest since its three parts back already from my hard-on. From his lips flows a stream of warm saliva, so he remembered that part, and it trickles onto my swollen helmet. He slides his arms under my thighs and his hands cradle my hips as he takes my throbbing cock into his mouth. As his lips clamp onto its barrel I instinctively raise my hips to send it deeper and Marty tries to pull back. Maybe he's afraid he'll gag or choke but I clasp his head carefully in both hands to guide him. "Yeah that's cool Marty baby. Now make me cum!" His head begins to bob smoothly up and down and my cock is swathed with warm saliva as his tongue slides over smooth skin. I suck in a sharp breath and shudder as he hands out his first ever blow job. Marty's doing fine now he's realised you can take a big cock into your mouth and still breathe easy. I lower my lashes over my eyes and moan softly. "Slower baby there's no need to rush it; don't forget to use your tongue." Marty slows a little and then uses the tip of his tongue on the underside of my bulging helmet. Next he runs it around the folded back pleats of my foreskin and across the swell of that now aching bloated helmet. I'm close to cumming and getting closer by the second. His lips clamp tight again on my cock's stiff length and his head bobs up and down once more as I wrap my legs around his upper body. A flare of white heat from behind my balls and my orgasm explodes. The fire roars up my cock and I'm gasping as my thick cream spurts to flood Marty's mouth. As my hips jerk up and my head goes back I empty my sponk in strong jets and Marty gulps them down. Breathing hard and my heart pounding I look down as he raises his head and frees my cock from his lips. He looks surprised; as though he never thought that giving head could be even a fraction as good as receiving it. For a while we rest; he with his cheek on my belly and me smiling at the ceiling. I stroke his soft black hair! "There's not much left for me to teach you after that performance Marty." He wriggles up my body to settle facing me. "Luc you don't mean...I mean are you saying...look you don't mean this is the first and last time do you? I thought maybe...!" He tails off looking as wistful as a scolded puppy. I know just what's in his head so I grin at him and then shake my head. "I'm not saying yes or no Marty. Look this is your first time with a boy and yeah you love it. I'm having fun too but this doesn't make you my boyfriend you know? I'm very good in bed because it's my job as well as a pleasure but no I'm not saying to you never again. You need to get out with other boys like yourself and learn to mix with them. However....!" I let my mouth tail off as I grab him and pull him to me. "However first off I do what I said I could; bring you back to life that is. Next? Well we'll wait and see about the next time for us and what I'm saying is this Marty. Not tomorrow night and likely not this week for us. But you're a nice guy and you've got a nice body so I'm not ruling out say next week or the week after. Is that good enough for you?" "Oh Jesus yeah that's cool!" "Okay then relax and leave everything to Luc." "I don't think..." I kiss him to shut up his protests and get down to rousing him all over again. I work on his nipples, kissing them, licking and sucking on them, and giving them a few sharp little bites that have Marty wriggling around. While that's going on I'm drawing my nicely manicured fingernails over and across his belly. He's beginning to shiver and tremble a little as I caress the inside of his thighs and then stroke that rough ridge of skin that runs from his buttocks to the rear of his balls. By the time I'm cupping the taut sack of his balls his cock's standing to attention all over again. "Oh fuck I didn't think you could get me up again at all never mind that fast!" I roll atop him a little so my cock presses against his and I'm hardening up nicely too. "How's about we suck each other off at the same time Marty baby? Everyone should be able to say they've had a 69er!" "Oh my God yeah!" In no time he's straddled my head and I'm guiding his cock towards my mouth even as I slide back his foreskin. Marty's got no sign of nerves now and he's eager to get my cock into his mouth again. Soon we're like one body fused together as I caress his smooth rear and suck his cock while he works just as smoothly on mine. When I work on his round knob end with my lips and tongue he follows suit and I can sense he's as close to cumming as I am. Going down the home stretch we almost hit the finish line together. Marty shoots his load of thick cream into my mouth and I cum just as hard a few seconds later. We buck and writhe together till we've drained each other completely. When we untangle ourselves I just have the energy left to reach the end of the bed and drag the tossed aside bedding back up over us. Before I settle into a spoon position with Marty I do ask him an important question. "I don't know about you Marty but I need some sleep. Is your mum going to miss you and be wondering where you are?" He snuggles himself against me. "Nah! God knows what time she'll get in and mostly she doesn't bother to check in on me. Even if she did I could tell her I stopped over at Chris's or Jason's. She won't worry a bit even if she finds me missing." "Fair enough then Marty now let's grab some sleep!" In the dimly lit room I dive into deeper darkness and I'm asleep in no time at all. I don't dream and I'm sure I barely move until something rouses me. My bedside land line phone is ringing. Bleary eyed I scope out my digital clock to see it's turned 3 AM and fumble for the receiver which movement sets Marty mumbling something about "Do that again please" so he must be having good dreams. "Uh yeah hello who is this?" In this light I can't see the call display but I can hear music and a fair bit of semi drunken laughter over the line. "It's me Donny and why didn't you answer your cell phone when I called it?" "Because it's in my jacket which is hanging over the back of the sofa in my living room Donny and I'm in my bed! Oh and Donny its past 3 AM so why are you calling me at this hour of the morning?" "I'm calling because I've gotten good and important news and this is..." Right about then Marty stirs and wakes up to ask a leading question. "Who you talking to Luc? I thought we were gonna sleep!" "Who's that with you Luc? Is that Errol?" I'm getting testy by now. "No it's not fucking Errol! Because I fuck him on camera it doesn't mean I'm fucking him full time off duty. Errol went out dressed to death and he's clubbing somewhere in the city centre. Come to think of it where the fuck are you because there's a lot of noise going on around you?" "So who's the lucky boy in your bed? I'm in that club, "Dominoes" and Luc baby I've, well we've just had the proverbial "Offer you can't refuse" like from the Godfather." "The boy is a cute hot neighbour of mine, not that it's any of your business, and who is "we" Donny?" "We Luc honey is me and you and Errol and "Long Hard Videos" and our camera guys and gals. Pretty much all of us I guess. Listen Luc we were having a meeting tomorrow to plan the new "Tennis Club" video so get in earlier than planned; as early as you like. I'm going to try to get hold of Errol again. Each time I call him it goes straight to voice mail. Be in my office really early tomorrow and I'll explain it all." With that he breaks the connection and I hang up. "Who was that Luc?" "That was my boss Donny!" "He rings you at 3 AM all the time does he?" "Not really Marty but he's excited about something for sure. If I know Donny, and I do know Donny, it will involve money." "Oh and I'm your cute hot neighbour boy am I?" I roll over to face him. "Don't let that go to your head Marty. However let me grab a few more winks and when I wake up again I'll show you just how cute and hot you are. Now you get some shuteye too!" Before I drowse off again I'm wondering what's got Donny all stirred up so late on and I'm still betting it involves his bank balance which means my bank balance too!