Page 14 of Dreamers Often Lie

“Who will be the first models to shoot?” Mayor Princeton definitely had a hard-on. He was bouncing in his chair at the mere idea of it of our two studios fucking each other. He probably wanted a ticket to the big show. I’m sure he would get one.

“We haven’t gotten that far.” Monty sighed. “We haven’t had much time. You’re lucky we’ve gotten this far, aren’t you?”

“Before I leave here tonight, I want concrete plans,” he barked. I think it was just so he could go home and spank his monkey at the thought of whichever models were chosen.

“It can’t be Jules.” Cappie leaned forward from behind his desk and placed his hands on top. “I have other plans for him that will keep him too busy for filming, and he is the top model here at Poppa Cappies.”

Monty picked up his cane and held it in front of him with his hands on top. “It can’t be Roam, either. He’s our top model, and I don’t want to start anything that’s not yet perfect with him in case it goes sideways.”

“Neither one of us wants to put up our biggest stars. That’s just a sound business decision. If it happens, that should be saved for later. But it can’t be just any old model either, can it?” Cappie nodded.

“No. It needs to be someone that the fans will froth all over to see together. It can’t be any of our lower-shelf models. We need a collab that will make people stop and need to see it. It should be someone that they’ll wank off to as soon as they find out what they’re going to do. Right? Perhaps models that you wouldn’t expect to be together. Merc is our second biggest star. I’m prepared to go out of the gate with one of my top earners.”He glanced up at me, and I nodded. Why not? I didn’t have anything to lose. I could fuck a Cappie boy to help us find some peace.

“What about my Ty, the Prince of Cats? He’s our second most popular model and our mostrequested.” Cappie glanced back at TY, who looked at me and then back to Cappie and nodded.

Monty laughed. “Ty is a top. So is Merc. It won’t be a very exciting scene.”

“That is something that no one will believe is about to happen. A surprise that will titillate and excite. Think of the press and the attention we will get on all our socials, Larry.” Cappie was practically frothing at the mouth.

“They’re both tops. Which one will bottom?”

“I will.” The words escaped before I could stop them. Ty looked at me and smirked.

“I’d be good with that.” He said lowly.

Monty stood up and turned to me. “I don’t remember giving you permission to speak.” Monty slapped me across the face and slowly sat back down. “It could hurt his reputation. I think they should both bottom for each other if this is what we decide to do.”

“Agreed.” Cappie spat in his hand, as did Monty, and the two of them shook.

Ty had turned white. Wow… Maybe he really was just a top?

“This is the most exciting scene any of you have ever done.” The mayor exclaimed happily.

Like I said, he would want a front-row seat. Fucking pervert.

7

Ty

“Ithink that this is a very exciting thing for our studios to do,” Jules announced happily as if I weren’t the only person in the room and he was at some board meeting giving a speech. It makes sense from a financial business decision. Think about how many people are going to be excited about the cross-studio collaborations that we can do.”

“It’s what it is. I think we’ll be back at each other’s throats in a few months as all of this dies down. Cappie and Monty were happy to keep us at odds ever since they split and started their own businesses. Our largest tag following on socials are the fights and scuffs we get into since we can’t post nudes. Do you know how much money they make on all of that? It has to be an obscene number.” I groaned and put my feet up on Jule’s loveseat.

“Feet,” he hissed. “Do you know how dirty the soles of your shows are, Ty? It’s disgusting. You walk around and collect germs on them.” He scrunched his beautifully delicate face in disgust.

I removed my feet and sat up straight. His loveseat was baby blue, like almost everything in the room. He had a favorite color, and Cappie was happy to keep him happy. It was not comfortable, though. “See? Feet on the floor.”

“I have to remind you of this every fucking time,” Jules huffed. “I should make you remove your shoes.”

“Sorry, boo. I’m a neanderthal. You know that.” I chuckled. Being with Jules was one of the only times I ever truly let my guard down. He may be annoying sometimes, but he was the only real friend I had.

“You are the furthest thing from it.” He flitted around the room, straightening his things. “There’s a reason that Cappie chose you to be in that meeting, you know. You have his trust.”

“Oh, I don’t know all about all of that. Are you a little jealous he didn’t ask you?”

He looked up at me, aghast. “No.” He grinned happily. Jules was a cacophony of emotion. “I was quite busy.”

“Oh, I heard.” I kicked my shoes off, knowing that it would make him happy. “You were sucking face with a boy for most of the party. Then it seemed you went to bed much earlier than normal.”

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