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neighboring room, Pauline continues to hop and stumble and throw things. I crack the door open and take a peek just as she comes hobbling out onto the balcony.
“Shit, she’s coming.” I step back from the door.
Mongo hops up from the edge of his bed where he’s been laughing and rubbing his hands together. He grabs a small handheld camera and hurries to the door. “Bonus footage,” he says gleefully.
I want no part of it and jump behind my bed. Mongo opens the door just as Pauline hobbles by, her eyes still squinted shut, my triple-stacker of rubbers hanging from her like a latex tail. Mongo quietly falls in behind her, grinning madly as he films away.
By the time he returns to the room, I’ve showered, dressed, and laid my suitcase out on the bed. I haven’t begun packing my stuff yet, but that was my intention. I can’t explain what stopped me from slipping out before he got back. I wanted to. Planned on it the second I got away from fair Pauline. But I can’t bring myself to do it.
Mongo is a bundle of excited energy. “Should have seen disgusting cougar whore,” he says as he hooks the camera up to the laptop on the work desk across from his bed. “Got amazing closeup of condoms in her buttcheeks bouncing around. Is like we script it this way.”
He looks from me to the suitcase on the bed and his rapey grin dissolves. “What is this we are having here?”
I’m not sure how to answer him so I shrug my shoulders. “I don’t know, Mongo.”
“What is not to be known?”
“I’m not sure if I can do this anymore.”
Mongo just laughs, but it’s a mirthless sound. “Of course you can. Watch footage from tonight. Will perk you back up for next challenge.”
“That’s the thing, I don’t want to watch the footage. I’d rather we burn it so it never sees the light of day. Christ, I just punched a woman as hard as I could so she would clench up her asshole to get me off. And then I blew my load right in her face.”
“Yes, was genius!”
“Genius? That was nasty!”
Mongo wave s dismissively at me. “Nonsense. Nasty is relative term. Compared to other things in this world, money shot is not nasty. Is beautiful, even. You’ll see when you watch performance. Will make you next great star of porn after contest is finished. And on top of all , I have good news.”
I can’t imagine any good news coming from him at that moment, but I look at him with morbid curiosity.
His smile comes back and he rub s his hands together like he was doing earlier when I hightailed it into the room. “Good news is you are now in first place!”
•
Peter Oh’Tool’s face is waiting for me on the computer screen and he breaks out in a huge, cheesy smile when he sees me sit down in front of the webcam.
“Hey, Dennis! Congratulations!”
“Um, hi, Mr. Oh’Tool. Thanks, I guess.”
“I just finished watching the raw footage your cameraman sent over and I have to say, your performance so far has been tremendous. It’s everything that I had hoped for when we came up with the concept for this show. Regular Joes like yourself, sexual simpletons, if you will, rising to the occasion to perform like professionals when the pressure’s on.”
“Ah. Yeah. Cool.” Fuck, I don’t know what else to say. How do you respond to comments like that?
“And after tonight’s two-for, you’re in the lead, my friend.”
“Awesome. Wait… what do you mean, ‘two-for’?”
Peter’s voice kicks up an octave with excitement as he explains. “We had to tweak the order of the challenges a little bit, but you managed to pull off two of them tonight in one spectacular performance.”
“I did?”
“Yes, you did! First, you hung in like a trooper and went the distance to finish off that donkey punch but then you went the extra mile and snuck in an angry pirate !”
“An angry wha-wha?”
“Technically, there were a couple things not quite right with your angry pirate . You nailed the cumshot to the eyes to
“Shit, she’s coming.” I step back from the door.
Mongo hops up from the edge of his bed where he’s been laughing and rubbing his hands together. He grabs a small handheld camera and hurries to the door. “Bonus footage,” he says gleefully.
I want no part of it and jump behind my bed. Mongo opens the door just as Pauline hobbles by, her eyes still squinted shut, my triple-stacker of rubbers hanging from her like a latex tail. Mongo quietly falls in behind her, grinning madly as he films away.
By the time he returns to the room, I’ve showered, dressed, and laid my suitcase out on the bed. I haven’t begun packing my stuff yet, but that was my intention. I can’t explain what stopped me from slipping out before he got back. I wanted to. Planned on it the second I got away from fair Pauline. But I can’t bring myself to do it.
Mongo is a bundle of excited energy. “Should have seen disgusting cougar whore,” he says as he hooks the camera up to the laptop on the work desk across from his bed. “Got amazing closeup of condoms in her buttcheeks bouncing around. Is like we script it this way.”
He looks from me to the suitcase on the bed and his rapey grin dissolves. “What is this we are having here?”
I’m not sure how to answer him so I shrug my shoulders. “I don’t know, Mongo.”
“What is not to be known?”
“I’m not sure if I can do this anymore.”
Mongo just laughs, but it’s a mirthless sound. “Of course you can. Watch footage from tonight. Will perk you back up for next challenge.”
“That’s the thing, I don’t want to watch the footage. I’d rather we burn it so it never sees the light of day. Christ, I just punched a woman as hard as I could so she would clench up her asshole to get me off. And then I blew my load right in her face.”
“Yes, was genius!”
“Genius? That was nasty!”
Mongo wave s dismissively at me. “Nonsense. Nasty is relative term. Compared to other things in this world, money shot is not nasty. Is beautiful, even. You’ll see when you watch performance. Will make you next great star of porn after contest is finished. And on top of all , I have good news.”
I can’t imagine any good news coming from him at that moment, but I look at him with morbid curiosity.
His smile comes back and he rub s his hands together like he was doing earlier when I hightailed it into the room. “Good news is you are now in first place!”
•
Peter Oh’Tool’s face is waiting for me on the computer screen and he breaks out in a huge, cheesy smile when he sees me sit down in front of the webcam.
“Hey, Dennis! Congratulations!”
“Um, hi, Mr. Oh’Tool. Thanks, I guess.”
“I just finished watching the raw footage your cameraman sent over and I have to say, your performance so far has been tremendous. It’s everything that I had hoped for when we came up with the concept for this show. Regular Joes like yourself, sexual simpletons, if you will, rising to the occasion to perform like professionals when the pressure’s on.”
“Ah. Yeah. Cool.” Fuck, I don’t know what else to say. How do you respond to comments like that?
“And after tonight’s two-for, you’re in the lead, my friend.”
“Awesome. Wait… what do you mean, ‘two-for’?”
Peter’s voice kicks up an octave with excitement as he explains. “We had to tweak the order of the challenges a little bit, but you managed to pull off two of them tonight in one spectacular performance.”
“I did?”
“Yes, you did! First, you hung in like a trooper and went the distance to finish off that donkey punch but then you went the extra mile and snuck in an angry pirate !”
“An angry wha-wha?”
“Technically, there were a couple things not quite right with your angry pirate . You nailed the cumshot to the eyes to
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