Page 13 of Salacious Star

I nodded, one of my hands curling into a fist under the table. "Yeah. It's a good gig, E. I can make a lot of money, and the studio has a really great NDA policy to keep their actors safe."

I held my breath as Ethan's expression calmed a little, and he seemed to give serious thought to what I was telling him. I wasn't necessarily worried about him being judgmental - like he'd said, that would make him a whole-ass hypocrite, as a consumer of gay porn himself - but consuming porn and knowing that yourtwin brotherwas performing in it were two entirely different situations, and I could respect that he needed a minute.

"Well." Ethan finally blew out a breath after nearly a minute of heartbreakingly tense silence, and then he offered me a small smile. "I guess I'm not watching any videos from Studio Black anymore, then, am I? Because I love you, dude, but I amnotgoing to watch..."

"Xan. You didn't tell me that there weretwoof you."

Tristan's voice was a low purr that made my spine snap straight, and it took everything inside of me not to jump to my feet like a fucking weirdo. My cock jerked, almost fully hard now, and I slowly let out my breath as I turned in my seat to face Tristan, looking at his stupidly handsome face.

"Hey, Tristan," I greeted, my cheeks flushing a little. I glanced at Ethan, who was staring at Tristan with his lips slightly parted - in awe, if I had to guess - and then back at my new coworker. "Fancy seeing you here."

He smirked at me, then looked at Ethan before sticking out his hand. "Hi. I'm Tristan, Xander's new friend. It's nice to meet you."

Ethan swallowed, then shook Tristan's hand. "Ethan. Nice to meet you too."

Tristan grinned, and then he turned his attention back to me, his gaze intense as he looked down at me. "Are you just having a drink with each other, or are you waiting on anyone...?"

I swallowed. "I was actually just getting E caught up on the new gig," I replied evenly. "He recognized you."

Tristan's eyes widened a little, flicking over to my brother, and then his smirk widened as he turned his attention to Ethan. "Is that right? Well, in that case, why don't the two of you come over and join us?" He looked at me, winking. "You can meet some of the other guys from the studio. We like to come here on Sundays before work starts for the week."

I could feel the curious gazes of the other guys who were sitting in the booth on the other side of the room, and my cock throbbed under Tristan's attention. I licked my lips, desperately ignoring the way that his eyes flicked down to my mouth, just for a second, and then I looked at my brother, who was flushed and his pupils were dilated as he looked over Tristan's shoulder.

Clearlyseeing something he liked.

Ah, well. I can take one for the team, I suppose.

"Yeah, sure. What do you think, E?" I offered him a smirk, nudging my foot up against his. "Think you're down to hang with a bunch of adult stars?"

Ethan swallowed, his pupils dilated when he looked back at me. "Sure, Xan. Whatever you say."

His voice had the slightest tremble, and Tristan tossed his head back with genuine laughter before he clapped his hand on my shoulder, clutching with a firm grip as I stood up.

"Come on, baby star, and twin. Let's meet the rest of the rabble."

6

Tristan

I did - in my opinion - a remarkable job of keeping my expression neutral and friendly as I led Xander and his brother back over to our table, though Brandon's sharp eyes as he took me in missed nothing.

He was going to have an opinion about it, and his tiny stature didn't make it any less terrifying for me to know that I was going to have to face his questioning.

"The rest of the rabble," I announced, offering a grin at Xander as I slid back into my seat. "Brandon, Vincent, and Nate."

We'd picked one of the U-shaped booths near the front of the bar, meaning that it was easy for the rest of us to shuffle around so that Xander could slide into the booth first, and then Ethan, making us all practically shoulder-to-shoulder as we settled in.

Xander offered a small, shy smile, and raised his hand to wave. "Hi."

Ethan's eyes were wide, and they were fixed firmly on Vincent, sitting directly across from him. Vincent, oblivious fucker that he was, barely glanced at him with a small smile before he returned his attention to his phone, clicking through whatever text message thread was holding his attention.

"Xander. You're the newbie?" Brandon offered a small but mildly vicious smile as he stuck his hand out for Xander to shake, crossing in front of me without any heed for my personal space. Brandon was the very definition of a twink, barely standing at five foot six with his stature lithe and sweet-looking. His dark hair was a little long right now, brushing the very edge of his jaw, and the piercing through his nose and bottom lip gavehim the "I graduated from high school in my punk phase and never left" look.

Ostensibly, I could throw Brandon around without thinking twice about it. But his terrifying aura made that a poor decision on anyone's part who thought that they could take him, and the fact that he was the studio's resident power top made him even more terrifying. Specializing in degradation and edging, for anyone who was wondering.

He'd offered to film with me...once. I had politely declined, not because I was opposed to kink or bottoming, but because...well, he was my friend and he low-key terrified me. I wasn't afraid to admit it.

Xander seemed to sense the terror radiating from Brandon's very being, as well, because he hesitated for a moment before he reached out and grasped Brandon's hand. "Nice to meet you too. Yeah, I'm...the newbie."

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