Ok! Well so many of you liked the idea of me doing a lemon story so…. ok here it is! This will be mostly in Fang's point of view. I don't think people on Fanfiction give Fang enough credit for the good, amazingly sweet guy he is so this story really shows it. Just in a strange way…. Enjoy!
Fang POV:
"Ugh! Oh, fuck yes! AHHH!" God her voice is irritating, how much longer do I have to do this?
"Oh shit baby!" Don't call me baby bitch. I hate when they call me anything like that.
I flipped her over so I could fuck her the regular way her tits bounced up and down every time I slammed in to her. I wasn't getting any pleasure from this. She was too loose to have any real fun with. She was just another girl that didn't mean a damn thing to me. I have no idea what her name is. The name she uses is "Salt" and I find out why when I ate her out. GROSS! Ugh it was like drinking from the ocean! No I'm sorry that was an insult to oceans!
"Uh uh uh Fuck yes oh I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" When she said that I pulled out and lifted her legs up over her head, fingering her pussy.
"Uh oh yes, yes AHHHHHHHHH FUCK!" She cried as her juices squirted out of her pussy soaking the couch. I pumped my cocking cumming all over her face and tits.
She turned over to face me and sucked the last drop of cum off my dick, smiling up at me like she was just so proud of herself.
"And CUT! Great job guys!" Ari the director called I got up off the disgusting couch and grabbed my robe that sat on a chair across the room.
So you are all probably really confused right? Well I shall explain… later Iggy is coming to talk to me about some bullshit.
"Dude I thought you were going to break her! She's only 18 man! God! You are really mad about something today!"Yup that's Iggy my best friend… only friend.
"Well she shouldn't have signed up for this then." I mumbled snatching up Ig's water bottle drinking the rest of it. Which was basically all of it, he probably just got this.
"Hey that was mine, I was really thirsty!"
I swallowed the precious fresh (well maybe not fresh) water. "Look when you eat out a girl that tastes like a whole bunch of wet saltine crackers talk to me about how thirsty you are." I walked past him shoving the now empty bottle in his hands.
"I don't know why you don't just quite. You hate doing this." Iggy followed me in to the bathroom.
"You know I can't." Where the hell are my boxers?
Like magic Iggy handed them to me. "Dude privacy?"
He snorted. "I film you having sex. There is no privacy between us!"
I rolled my eyes but toke off my robe anyway getting dressed.
"I don't know way you don't just get that book you wrote published."
I sighed here we go. "Who would publish it Ig?"
"Ari knows a lot of people."
I shook my head pulling on my black jeans. "Yeah but no one wants to publish an autobiography about me."
"Why not you're The Dark Knight" Iggy was referring to the name I use for the movies.
"Yeah… and?" I finished getting dressed and pushed past him to grab my bag so we can get the hell out of here.
"Fang please man; do something that will make you happy for once! Your 23, too young to be so damn miserable!"
I sighed.
"Come on, tonight I'm taking you out." He declared getting his stuff together.
I blinked. "Please don't say that too loud around these people. They might start making me have gay sex."
Ig chuckled. "Well we do share an apartment-" I kicked him in his side stopping him from finishing whatever he was about to imply in that statement.
"Ow! Really?!"
"Hurry up I'm hungry." I walked away, out the door to my black charger.
"Well we are still going out tonight mister!" He called running behind me to get in the passenger side.
"Where?" I asked closing my door , throwing my stuff in the back seat that was littered with the girls stuff.
"To King King,"
"That club on Hollywood boulevard?"
"Yeah!"
"No." I started up the car and peeled out of there as fast as I could.
"Awe come on Fangy please!"
"No and don't call me Fangy it makes me itch."
"Then I'll get you some cream, but we are going to that club."
"No we are not."
"Why the girls won't be home! They both are going to sleepovers!"
"Yeah well I plan on going into a coma tonight."
"You can do that after we get fucked up tonight at the club!"
"No! Why do you want to go anyway?"
"Well… Nudgeandherfriendaregoingtobetheretonightbecauseit sravenightandIwantyoutomeether-"
"Wait…" I slammed on the breaks as we pulled up to a red light.
"Did you just say that Nudge and her friend are going to be there tonight because its rave night and you want me to meet her?"
"Well, yes" He waited for my response.
"Iggy I told you I don't want to date. Especially a girl that is barley legal! I just got done fucking one!" The light turned green and I raced off again.
"Oh come on Nudge said she's really cool and in need of a good boyfriend, her ex cheated on her."
I sighed. "I don't want to be rebound guy to an 18 year old Ig."
"But she might be really hot!"
"I don't want a hot girl I'm around them all the time and they do nothing for me."
"Fine she might be really pretty."
"Yeah to a pedophile." I gave him a look.
"Hey Nudge is legal!"
"She just got out of high school like one month ago. You damn near jumped on her when she got her diploma." I chuckled.
"Did not I wasn't even at her graduation!"
"You still fucked her that night." I said pulling into are apartment complex.
"That's different, and she called me!"
"Whatever man."
"Please just go at least be my wing man! If this girl did just get cheated on she's probably anti men now."
"So you get kissed on while I get punched and kicked in my dick?" I turned the car off getting out.
"Something like that…"
I sighed. "Fine but you buy my drinks."
"Awe come on!"
"Hey if this chick is going to hurt my face I can at least hurt your wallet."
We walked up the stairs of the building stepping through white powered as we went. Guess there was another drug bust.
"Fine but you have to be nice to her. At least get to know her she might make a good friend if not girlfriend."
"What are you taking applicants to be my friend?" I question unlocking the three locks I had installed on the door. We live in a really nice part of L.A. but still people are really crazy out here.
"Even the emotionless rock needs friends."
"Fang, Iggy!" My little sister Angel cried as we stepped inside.
"Hey munchkin!" I picked her up giving her the biggest hug I could master. I'm very tired.
"Hey kiddo!" Iggy ruffled her hair.
"Where's Ella?" I asked putting her down, walking the rest of the way in the apartment.
"Bathroom!" I heard her shout.
"Doing what?"
"Does it matter I'm in the bathroom!"
"Shitting!"
I smacked Iggy upside the head. "Ow!"
"Don't curse in front of Angel!"
"I am not shitting!"
"Watch your mouth!"
"Yeah Ella watch your mouth!" Iggy mimicked me.
I punched him in the stomach. "Ow! Really that's the third time today!"
"Stop pissing me off then."
I walked to my room and closed the door.
"Fang you better not go to sleep!"
"Suck it Ig!"
"Don't you get enough of that?"
"Ig!" I warned. The girls didn't know what I really did to get us this nice apartment and clothes and food. I didn't need them to know just for them to be happy.
I sighed and toke off my clothes, getting ready to take a much needed shower.
I turned on the hot water and stepped in. God that feels amazing, I love having my own bathroom. I let the water run down my back easing all the tight and cramped muscles I had developed over the past 5 years.
I guess now would be a good time to introduce myself huh? Well I'm Fang my real name is Nickolas Ride, I'm 23 and (sadly) a porn star. Now before you judge me let me explain how this came to be, trust me I didn't ask for this. I damn sure didn't have dreams of doing this one day. When I was 18 my beloved mother died of breast cancer, the whole family (my sisters Ella and Angel, my dad, and I) were torn up about it. Angel was only 1, Ella only 11.
My dad toke it the hardest, he lost the love of his life. So out of grief he killed himself. Unknowingly, right in front of me, see he had gone upstairs one day after work. He looked like hell (as usual) but there was something different that night. After five minutes he didn't come down for dinner like he usually did, so I went to see if he was ok. I tried to open the door to their room but it was locked. I peeked in through the lock under the handle and saw dad standing there. He had something in his hand but I didn't know what. I couldn't see it, but I heard it. He fell to the floor, blood pouring out of his chest. He had shot himself right in the heart.
After that I make sure I got legal guardianship over my sisters. They are mine now. We stayed in our crappy house that we had lived in all our lives but I couldn't get a good enough job to pay all the bills so we moved in to a crappy apartment. We struggled for a little over a year until this guy came to one of my many crappy jobs and asked if I would like to be in an adult film. I declined I never liked porn it freaked me out. He tried really hard to convince he almost got me when he told he how much just one movie paid. But still I said no, he gave me his business card anyway. It was weeks later until I finally caved in and called him.
I had gotten fired from my job at McDonalds for clocking in five minutes late because I had to take Angel to daycare, and the bowling alley I worked at closed. So with much regret and hesitation I called and the next day I was off doing my first movie. I was beyond scared, I couldn't even get my dick up I was so nervous. That was the day I met Iggy, at the time he was just the camera guy. He gave me advice I will never forget and it still makes me laugh to this day. He said 'Dude just get in there!' ever since that we have been friends. He is my only friend I've always been quiet, only expressing myself in my writing, which no one has ever seen except my mom, dad, and sadly English teachers. I want to be an Author but I can't possibly make enough money to support my sisters and myself with that. So porn is my only option.
See didn't ask for any of this. Sighing I turned off the shower. Yes I cleaned myself well, I had to get that sticky glittery shit off of me that slut had on. Ugh I hate my job. I wrapped my towel around my waist and stepped out the shower. Whipping the fog off the mirror in the bathroom I stared at myself while brushing my teeth.
My black hair dripping wet it used to be really long but I had to cut it. The bang falling over my extremely dark brown eyes. My tan olive tone skin spotless, one good thing about my life: I never had acne. I was a spitting image of my late father in his youth. I finished and rinsed my mouth out with mouth wash. Awe so much better than pussy breath
I sighed and left the bathroom. Coming back in to my room I saw clothes laid out on my bed. Iggy. I rolled my eyes but put them on anyway. A white t-shirt, black skinny jeans, a red belt, and my favorite leather jacket; he even placed my black Timberlands on the floor near my bed. Well isn't he considerate. Yeah right.
I walked out my room to the smell of homemade tacos. One of the (the only) good thing about having Iggy as a roommate is he does all the cooking. And the man can cook!
"Fang you look nice, where are you going?" Ella said from the couch in the living room.
"Does it matter I'm going out." I used her words from earlier.
"Hey what I do in the bathroom is my business!"
"Ella your 16 you don't have business." I replied walking into the kitchen.
"I do to, more business than you." She mumbled under her breath
"Heard that!" I yelled over my shoulder.
I heard her grunt, and smirked.
When I walked in the kitchen I saw Iggy putting on the finishing touches to his famous tacos (he really needs to be a chef), and Angel sitting at the table drawing.
"Angel sweetie; go wash up for dinner." I said stroking her hair.
"Ok," She happily skipped to the bathroom to wash her hands.
"Were taking them to their sleepovers after dinner right?" Iggy asked.
He had washed and changed into camouflage skinny jeans with a jean button up shirt and tan Tims.
"Yeah," I sat down at the table waiting a little impatiently for my damn food.
"Good I told Nudge we'd met her and her friend there at 9. And stop tapping your foot I'm done ok here's your damn tacos." He placed a plate full of tacos in front of me.
"Finally! Angel, Ella, dinner!" I yelled before digging in.
"What no thank you?" Iggy faked like he was angry.
"I'm sorry but I don't thank grown men who wear 'kiss the chef' aprons." I said with my mouth full of food.
Ella and Angel came waltzing in at that moment. "It is a little odd." Ella said sitting down and slowly picking up her taco, making sure it didn't spill on her clothes. Lord knows the world would end if Ella Ride ever got something on her clothes!
"Hey Fang made me get rid of the other one!"
"Ig it had a man's body on it in a Speedo. You had to get rid of that."
"Why, I loved that apron?!"
"It was disturbing," Ella added.
"Yeah I couldn't look at you in that thing." It was strange.
"Now you feel my pain." He whispered. I kicked him under the table.
"Ow! Four!"
"I think it was funny!" Angel smiled taco sauce all over her little face.
"Ang." Ella sighed whipping her face.
I looked around the table at my family. Ella basically a young female version of me. Angel a splitting image of mom with her blonde, curly hair and big blue eyes, her fair smooth skin. It made me want to cry. And Iggy with his strawberry blonde hair and pale blue eyes, his milky white skin he almost looked like a ghost.
But this was my family and I loved them. Who else do I need in life?
So that is all for now. Tell me what you think I want this story to actually have some meaning to it and not just sex. Love it, Hate it R&R!
