Karl takes one look at him and roars with laughter. “Usually I’m not a big fan of meeting the, uh, talent face to face, but I had a good feeling about you two.” He plops down in the chair across from them and tilts it back on two legs, just the cool, blasé way Chris tries to do but always ends up toppling over backwards instead. It occurs to him that Karl is everything Chris ever wanted to be, right down to the accent.
There’s a heavy silence then as Karl looks back and forth between them, putting it on them to move the conversation forward. Finally, Zach clears his throat and says, “You had a chance to look over our video,” and Chris feels a little surge of pride at Zach’s composure.
“Look over it, yeah,” Karl says with a truly lewd wink. “You could say that. And let me tell you, I’m a straight man who’s seen his fair share of buggery, and if anyone was going to convince me to switch teams, it’s you.”
Chris shoots a look at Zach, who’d told Chris to prepare himself for tough negotiations. Either the two of them are some kind of savant business geniuses or JJ’s right about the “buttfucking magic.” Zach seems to be momentarily stunned, so Chris leans forward across the table and asks, “So, what are our options in terms of, um, marketing?”
Karl laughs again, just as loudly. “Marketing. Christ, you two are precious. Okay, I definitely think there’s a market for your product, if you will. Got a few questions for you – first up, are you wanting to go pro?”
Chris and Zach exchange looks. “Pardon me?” says Zach.
“Do you want to be porn stars? Change your names to Dirk Steelrod and Brock Manmeat? Fuck other people in front of the camera?”
“No,” they both say at the same time.
“Well, good,” Karl says with a grin. “That scene can get pretty ugly and besides, I’ve got a better idea. Now the question is, are you willing to fuck each other again?”
Zach’s mouth is already starting to form the first syllables of We already do that when Chris stomps on his foot under the table, more than a little pleased to get his revenge. “Get to the point,” Chris says, his mirror-practiced no-nonsense face on now.
Karl drops his chair back onto all four legs with a clang and sets his elbows on the table, leaning in and dropping his voice. “We leak short clips from your video on the right sites, build up a little buzz – who are these guys? That kind of thing. Then we set up a site with the full video and charge for it.”
“Wait,” Zach says, seeming to have found his voice again. “Won’t it get pirated pretty quickly?”
Karl rolls his eyes. “Yeah, not much we can do about that. But we set up a subscription service, and here’s what I’m thinking: you put out a new video every two or three weeks for a little while. Then we start to introduce videos for some other couples. That’s our niche, real gay couples, what we offer that no one else does: the chemistry, the passion, the shit that can’t be faked on a set. I know some people who might be interested, but the video to launch the site has to be scorching hot.”
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Re: Zach and Chris Make a Porno, two weeks later, PG-13 (2/3)
Date: 2010-05-12 06:40 am (UTC)There’s a heavy silence then as Karl looks back and forth between them, putting it on them to move the conversation forward. Finally, Zach clears his throat and says, “You had a chance to look over our video,” and Chris feels a little surge of pride at Zach’s composure.
“Look over it, yeah,” Karl says with a truly lewd wink. “You could say that. And let me tell you, I’m a straight man who’s seen his fair share of buggery, and if anyone was going to convince me to switch teams, it’s you.”
Chris shoots a look at Zach, who’d told Chris to prepare himself for tough negotiations. Either the two of them are some kind of savant business geniuses or JJ’s right about the “buttfucking magic.” Zach seems to be momentarily stunned, so Chris leans forward across the table and asks, “So, what are our options in terms of, um, marketing?”
Karl laughs again, just as loudly. “Marketing. Christ, you two are precious. Okay, I definitely think there’s a market for your product, if you will. Got a few questions for you – first up, are you wanting to go pro?”
Chris and Zach exchange looks. “Pardon me?” says Zach.
“Do you want to be porn stars? Change your names to Dirk Steelrod and Brock Manmeat? Fuck other people in front of the camera?”
“No,” they both say at the same time.
“Well, good,” Karl says with a grin. “That scene can get pretty ugly and besides, I’ve got a better idea. Now the question is, are you willing to fuck each other again?”
Zach’s mouth is already starting to form the first syllables of We already do that when Chris stomps on his foot under the table, more than a little pleased to get his revenge. “Get to the point,” Chris says, his mirror-practiced no-nonsense face on now.
Karl drops his chair back onto all four legs with a clang and sets his elbows on the table, leaning in and dropping his voice. “We leak short clips from your video on the right sites, build up a little buzz – who are these guys? That kind of thing. Then we set up a site with the full video and charge for it.”
“Wait,” Zach says, seeming to have found his voice again. “Won’t it get pirated pretty quickly?”
Karl rolls his eyes. “Yeah, not much we can do about that. But we set up a subscription service, and here’s what I’m thinking: you put out a new video every two or three weeks for a little while. Then we start to introduce videos for some other couples. That’s our niche, real gay couples, what we offer that no one else does: the chemistry, the passion, the shit that can’t be faked on a set. I know some people who might be interested, but the video to launch the site has to be scorching hot.”