Gave me time to tidy up
LOL. Molly stuck her head in between Andy and the phone to see what was happening. He couldn’t stop laughing.
I don’t suppose you’d consider an interview for the site? I could link out to the movie’s page or anything else you like Will show this to V tonight and if he laughs too I’ll be in touch about interview. We haven’t done much press since the tour My dear man I’ve just found a story regarding your recent loss. Sincere condolences and hope I haven’t offended
Not in the least, I needed a laugh like that and hey, I started it Well that’s true
Andy snickered again . My dog wants some attention so I have to go.
Nice chatting with you
You as well. Andy disconnected, set the phone down, and sighed. For a few minutes he’d almost forgotten about his father. “Well, Molly. I said you wanted some attention, which is almost always true. So let’s go for a walk, okay?”
He showed the whole exchange to his husband later, with reassuring results. “Do the interview,” Victor said after handing back the phone. “You haven’t done one since your thing with Sherry, aside from that little bit after your performance.”
“Well, and a minute outside Pop’s memorial. Anything you want me to keep quiet about?”
Victor was now on his back on the bed, head and shoulders hanging down off the side, trying to release the tension that always seemed to settle between his shoulder blades. He lifted his head to study Andy for a few seconds. “Maybe don’t mention we made a whole porn movie. A one hundred percent plot-free porn movie.” He put his head back down, listening to Andy laugh.
“Yeah, ours is one hundred percent porn. I’m going to tell somebody you need a proper massage. And after dinner I’ll work on you a little.”
“Yeah. Work on me.” Victor’s tone was slightly suggestive.
Andy gave it right back. “I’d work on you now if they weren’t knocking on the door any minute with our food.”
“Maybe it’ll be cold food again.” Another laugh. “You want to give me a hand up from here?” A second later Andy was straddling his thighs, linking arms, pulling him up and into a kiss. They stayed there until the knock came.
“God, I hope that’s cold food.”
Andy had something else he wanted to run by Victor, but he waited until after dinner, and after working on Victor’s neck for a while. “How’s that, baby.”
“That’s better. Much better, thanks.” Victor was now face-down on the bed, naked.
Andy rested a hand on his ass. “You’re still getting a proper massage tomorrow. Short day, right? Back here by four?”
“Right. And the day after, we’re off to the Catskills.”
“Can’t wait to see you and Loretta doing some dirty dancing.”
“You should teach us how to do that lift.” Victor sounded drowsy, which wasn’t actually surprising.
“I could try.” That was not the first time he’d heard the suggestion. He kept hoping it wasn’t serious. He’d only done the lift himself once, and that was a long time ago. “So before you fall asleep on me, I had a little too much time this afternoon after that whole thing with Reggie and I had some sick ideas and I did some stuff. I promise I won’t do anything with it unless you say it’s okay. But God it was fun, and that would be why I basically pounced on you and let your food get cold.”
“I did not mind,” Victor pointed out, somewhat more alert. “I don’t recall objecting at all.” He rolled over. Andy’s hand stayed on him. “Are you going to pounce on me again?”
“I shouldn’t.” Andy retrieved his hand. “You need some rest. Anyway I went to a few of our episodes and pulled some images. Non-explicit. I kind of want to send them to this guy.”
Victor was fully awake now. “Why?”
“Because you’re beautiful. Because I love the way you look when I’m kissing you. Because us kissing set off an explosion, but we both survived, and now every time we kiss for the world to see it’s like this giant ‘fuck you’
to everybody who thinks we shouldn’t.” That wasn’t everything. What Andy had in mind was a photo essay that could go on the public part of the site.
Only kisses. But those videos had always been intended to be private, so he wouldn’t take it any further unless Victor said he could.
After a moment Victor said, “Show me what you did.” Andy went to get the laptop. The videos themselves were behind several layers of security, but the new files were under a single password. He only had three images so far.
Going through the videos took time. One was from Australia and showed Andy on his back with Victor a millimeter from kissing him. They were framed from the chest up, lying in a patch of late-afternoon sunlight, both in need of a shave. Both smiling, with their eyes open. The second image was from Japan, that very late night after karaoke. Sitting up with Andy in front.
Framed from the ribs up, showing how Victor was holding him. Both with their eyes closed. Andy’s head tipped back, faces turned toward each other, Victor’s mouth lightly on his. The third image was from their ‘Mein Herr’
rehearsal, arguably the one that started the whole X-rated project. Andy hadn’t been in makeup, but he’d been wearing the hat because it was a prop
for the dance. He’d pulled a frame from near the beginning, after Victor had him exposed, before it got to the point where their expressions alone were explicit. They were framed from the waist up. Victor’s head was tipped back in this one because Andy’d had those high heels on, his own head bent for that open-mouthed kiss. “Jesus,” Victor said after a while. “No wonder you pounced on me.” Andy laughed. “Are these so hot because I remember exactly what we were doing?”
“Well, we could ask Reggie.”
Now Victor
