Hey my dear readers, I'm finally back and bringing you a new fic. I've never written anything like this and I'm feeling nervous how people will accept it.
In this fic blue people and regular people live together on the Earth. In this fic Wayne doesn't have superpowers and he's like a regular guy. I'm bringing you the first chapter and if it seems you like this fic, I'll continue it.
I got inspiration for this fic from the movie King Cobra, I watched couple months ago. Also my own life has once again inspired me to write. I did something stupid I'm not proud of when I was younger and have never told anyone about it (except my husband). Those incidents has recently got back to haunt in my mind so this fic has been sort of a way to handle those situations and that's why it's been partly very hard to write this.
But here's the first ch. Let me know do you wanna know how it will continue.
Hope you enjoy it!
Blue man let out a deep sigh while he was observing his reflection in a bathroom.
'Here we go again.' He thought and tried to smile encouragingly at the man staring back from the mirror. The reflection was gazing back by amazingly bright emerald green eyes but instead of encouraging smile it flashed a short, forced, sorrowful sneer at the blue alien.
"Who am I kidding?" He muttered to the reflection while staring at his melancholic features.
Suddenly a knock on the door interrupted his thoughts and he turned to look at it behind him, fastening instinctively a white robe around his waist.
"Five minutes." He heard how the man shout behind the door and walked away then.
Blue man turned to look at his reflection again before he let his gaze fall on the sink below the mirror. He was leaning against the white porcelain and sighed before glancing his reflection in the mirror one more time. He brushed quickly his black goatee with his fingertip, making sure the strip looked perfect before he turned around and walked out of the bathroom.
He was standing in a repaired locker room. The lockers were made by black colored wood and the floor was covered by white, large ceramic tiles. Bleak ceiling lights were lightning the room eerily.
The blue alien inhaled sharply and started to take determined steps towards the door on the locker room's right side. He placed his hand on the knob and inhaled deeply again before he opened the door.
"Megamind!" Man with black moustache, who was about in his 50s, jumped up from his chair and walked to the blue alien smiling widely. His black shiny varnished shoes were knocking against the floor when he approached the blue alien. He was tall, tanned man and his black hair was combed behind with a great amount of hair gel. He was wearing black tight jeans and a black dress shirt. In his right earlobe was shining a golden ear ring. "One of my favorite boys." He said happily with a clear Spanish accent while he leaned to give brief kisses on both blue cheeks.
"Hey Javier." Blue alien greeted quietly. "Has David come yet?" He asked and looked around the room. He didn't know why but Javier's, who was their director, presence always made him feel uneasy.
Besides Javier there was Josh and Seth, their cameramen and editors in the room. Josh was setting his camera which was shooting towards the little red brown sofa in the middle of the room while Seth was browsing his cell phone. On the other side of the room was a blue slim girl sitting on a black lounge chair, filing her pink glitter nails. That was Rebecca, their make-up artist. She looked bored like always.
Suddenly a door on the other side of the room opened and a blond guy dressing a pink dress shirt and dark blue jeans ran in the room. "David is not coming." He shouted alarmed and watched terrified Javier who had turned to look at him angrily. That was Jeremy, Javier's assistant who also worked with the lights and sounds. His bright blue eyes were staring afraid at the Spanish man.
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Javier asked pissed off while he was glaring at Jeremy. The blue alien couldn't help but he felt sorry for the man. And at the same time, he felt desperate. 'I really need money.' He thought quietly.
"He – He's sick." Jeremy peeped nervously under Javier's threatening gaze. "Bu – But I managed to get a substitute." He continued, and a hint of pride could be heard in his voice this time.
"Substitute?" Javier and the blue alien asked in unison and stared confused at the blond man in the pink shirt.
"Yeah." Jeremy said. "He's that new part-timer who –"
"What the hell have you done!" Javier shouted suddenly and made everyone in the room startle. Rebecca scared so much she dropped her nail file on the floor. The blue alien thought it was first time he saw her wearing some other but that bored face which was her trademark.
"I-"Jeremy's face was glowing red while he was staring paralyzed Javier in his brown eyes.
"How can you hire someone behind my back?" Javier hissed coldly through gritted teeth and stepped slowly stand in front of his assistant. "Are you boss here?" He asked threateningly and grabbed Jeremy's front shirt between his fist.
"No - no.." Jeremy stuttered scared.
"Do you know this guy? Is he reliable? Damn it, do you even have his last test results?" Javier demanded angrily and tightened his grip around the pink shirt.
"I-"Jeremy was interrupted when someone knocked suddenly at the door he had run inside only few minutes ago.
Everyone in the room turned their gaze towards the door which opened slowly.
"Hey." Masculine voice greeted kindly and the blue alien's jaw dropped open as did Javier's when they stared at the tall, muscular man wearing jeans and black leather jacket. His calm blue eyes were twinkling and his dark hair shined under the room's sallow lights while he closed the door behind him and entered the room.
That was Metro Man. He'd been a big name on a porn industry couple years ago, but he'd retired suddenly, doing only few films once in a while. Was he their new part-timer? The blue man wasn't sure what he should think about that information.
"Metro Man." Javier whispered amazed and loosened his grip around Jeremy's shirt, smoothing the most visible wrinkles on the pink fabric absent-mindedly with his palm while his gaze was glued towards the muscular guy in front of him.
Carefully he approached the porn star, staring at him while unbelief was shining in his eyes. "It's really you." Spanish man stated astonished and touched briefly muscular chest to become convinced he wasn't dreaming. It was comical, though Javier was a tall man, Metro Man was about one head taller than their boss.
The blue man tried to restrain himself not to roll his eyes. He was watching the encounter aside, arms crossed on his chest. It seemed Javier had suddenly gotten another favorite boy, he thought bitterly while staring at how the muscular man handed a paper to Javier who scanned it quickly through.
'The test results.' The blue man realized and then it hit him. He was going to play with him. With Metro Man! Suddenly a wave of pure panic swept over him. 'No, no, no – I was supposed to have shootings with David. I know him, and I've prepared the whole day to act with him. Why that stupid asshole couldn't warn me he wasn't coming? Though he was afraid to let Javier know he could have even let his film partner known he wouldn't come. Son of a bitch!'
"Hey." Soft voice echoed suddenly beside him and the blue alien saw how the man in black leather jacket smiled at him while Javier was showing him way to the locker room. The blue alien was so confused because of his thoughts he couldn't do anything but nod his head shortly and fasten the knot of his robe again.
Javier closed the locker room's door behind him and a smug, elated grin spread across his face.
"Isn't that exciting?" He asked enthusiastic and walked to the blue alien, placing his hands on the slim shoulders.
"I can't do this." Blue man said quietly.
Javier's eyes narrowed threateningly, and he tightened his grip on the blue alien's shoulders.
"Come again?" He asked coldly.
"You know what I think about last minute changes." The blue man snapped sounding annoyed.
"Do you know who that is?" Javier asked furiously and pointed the locker room's door behind him, gaze glued to emerald eyes of the slim man while the irritation was blazing in Javier's dark brown eyes.
"Of course I know." The blue alien snorted offended. Did Javier think he's a total moron?
"Damn it, Megamind." The Spanish man grunted. "Many would pay to get a chance to film with him. Don't you understand how great opportunity this can be on your career?" Javier demanded angrily.
"I have my principles." The blue man stated coldly.
"I thought you need money." Javier said suddenly and stared at the blue man smugly, while sneer creeped on his lips.
"I-" The slim man started but his expression exposed him. Javier was right, he need money.
"What if I pay you some extra?" The director asked slyly. "I know you're a good boy, Megamind." He leaned to whisper in the blue man's ear. The whisper made an unpleasant shiver go through the alien's body.
"15 %" The slim man said.
"5 %" Javier contradicted.
"10 %" The blue alien whispered coldly.
"I said 5 %" Javier hissed irritated. "Take it – or leave it."
The blue man let out a deep sigh. "Deal." He breathed feeling subdued.
"Good boy." Javier sneered and tapped the slim shoulder briefly. "Now, go to mask – Rebecca!" Javier pointed the blue man go to sit on the little red brown sofa.
The blue man let out a deep sigh and unfastened the white robe. He set the garment on the rack before he turned around and walked to sit on the little couch, in front of the cameras. Nervously he straightened the leg of his tight black boxers though he knew it was waste of time.
Sound of red high heels clattering on the floor interrupted the blue alien's nervousness and he turned his gaze towards Rebecca who walked towards him, so her hips were swaying from right side to left. She was carrying a big makeup box in her right hand. Her brown bob haircut framed her blue features beautifully and the bangs bring some girlishness in her attitude.
"Hey Rebecca." The blue man greeted tiredly when the young blue girl placed the box on the couch next to him.
"Hi." Rebecca stated bored and opened the box, taking a blue powder and a big makeup brush out.
Thoroughly she started to powder the blue alien's face while the slim man tried to figure out how old their make-up artist was. Probably 20-something. She was wearing so much makeup the blue porn star couldn't say sure.
When Rebecca had done with his face, she picked a little can and a small brush from the makeup box and started to spread clear balm on the blue lips.
The blue man was concentrated to watch a navel jewel which Rebecca's short red shirt was exposing, he didn't hear when the locker room's door opened. Suddenly he felt how someone sat next to him on the couch and reluctantly he turned his gaze away from the pink butterfly shaped belly button ring.
The guy known as Metro Man was sitting next to him and smiling encouragingly at the blue man. He was also wearing only underwear, black tight boxer briefs.
The blue alien turned his gaze hastily away and started mentally prepare to soon beginning film session, while Rebecca moved to make up the taller, muscular man.
The blue man couldn't deny it but the shootings felt every time harder though he'd done this already for years. In the beginning everything was just exciting, novelty, dream about become wealthy. But when the time went by, days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months and months to years, he'd found out the rugged truth about being a porn star.
'If I could travel back in time..' The slim alien thought wistfully until Javier's voice interrupted him and sent back to this moment.
"Let's film so we get to sleep before the midnight." The spanish man hollered and clapped his hands before he sat on his chair next to the cameras in front of the little red brown couch.
"Actors ready?" Javier asked.
"Yup." Metro Man stated as a ready and brisk boy scout. The blue man next to him instead just nodded slightly, his gaze glued to stare at his bare feet.
"Cameras?" Javier continued his check list. Josh showed thumb for him communicating he and Seth were ready to film.
"Lights and sounds?" The Spanish man asked but no one was answering. The blue man glanced Jeremy who obviously was somewhere deep in the middle of his own thoughts.
"Lights and sounds? God dammit, Jeremy!" Javier shouted annoyed and startled the man in the pink shirt back to the Earth.
"What? Ye- Yes, sure!" Jeremy stammered and hurried to adjust the lights and sounds. "Ready!" He exclaimed finally and Javier rolled his eyes before he gave an angry glare at the blond man.
"Let's do this." He said and didn't even try to hide the irritation in his voice. "Megamind, I want you start to kiss Metro Man's neck and move on lower all the time. I give more instruction later. And action." He stated and clapped his hands together once.
The lights dimmed in the room apart from the spotlight which was pointing towards the little sofa in the middle of the room where the two men were sitting.
The blue alien closed his eyes and leaned to kiss and suck slowly the taller man's neck. He did his best to close his mind, think he was somewhere else, alone.
If he could, he'd choose otherwise, he thought sadly while moving lower with his mouth on the skin of the new guy.
'Close your mind!' He commanded himself while his thoughts drifted to wonder how soft, tight and hairy the strange skin felt at the same time.
"Lay down, Metro Man." Javier directed. "And Megamind – Take his pants off and blow him."
Like being in a trance, the blue actor did as their director was telling him to do.
'I'm not here.' He thought when he wrapped his lips around a swollen, hard and big cock before starting to bob his head up and down between the legs of the muscular man.
"Yeah, just like that." He heard Javier's voice echoing somewhere far away. He'd closed his mind.
Suddenly the blue man felt how someone pulled him to sit on the couch before he was pushed to lie on the couch on his back. Then he felt how a hand grabbed his crotch and started to rub his erected but still trapped blue dick vigorously.
'Thank god Viagra is working.' His blurry mind told him. He'd noticed it about one and a half year ago he was having problems to get a boner himself during shootings so he'd started to eat those little blue pills. 'Who can enjoy about that voluntarily?' He wondered sadly and felt how the taller man stripped his boxers.
"Megamind, go on your knees and lean your hands against the armrest." He heard how Javier's voice was commanding. His body did like the Spanish voice said, instead his mind was somewhere far away from here, lying under a coconut tree sipping cold alcohol drinks.
He heard how the condom wrapper tore open somewhere.
'If I had said no..' He wished dazed and then he felt how the familiar pain struck through his whole body when the other porn star shoved his enormous cock inside him and started mercilessly hump him in a frantic pace.
'I'm not here.' He tried to insure himself and did his best to hold the tears. Instead of tears he was letting out moans and groans, fooling others he was enjoying about that rude attack towards his body. But he was an actor and practiced this for years. He was the only one he couldn't fool.
'Who am I kidding?'
The other man's breath was deepening and the blue porn star knew it was time to prepare to cum. He concentrated his mental power in that certain spot in his lower abdomen, let his brain send a signal he was ready to reach the edge.
The blue man felt how the taller man burst inside him and only few seconds after also he came, groaning lowly. He'd trained to cum like this about a year. He seriously couldn't remember when he'd orgasmed last time. Many thought the cumming and orgasming were the same thing but to the blue alien they were two totally different things.
"Good job." Javier stated gladly and clapped his hands together. The lights turned on and everybody started to do their post-filming jobs.
"You, in my office - Now!" Javier pointed Jeremy who gulped before leaving to walk behind Javier towards the door on the left side of the room.
"Everything okay?" The taller man asked softly and touched briefly slim shoulder after he'd withdrawn from the blue alien.
The blue man didn't say anything. Quickly he stood up from the couch and picked his black boxers from the floor, before hastening to take his white robe from the rack. Clumsily he wrapped the garment around his slender body and started to take rushed steps towards the locker room.
When the door behind him closed, he inhaled and exhaled deeply couple times before he took off the white robe and threw it in a laundry basket. Black boxers he tossed on the bench in front of his locker while walking towards the showers.
Quickly he turned the faucet on and closed his eyes when the warm water started to pour over his filthy and used, but also tired body.
"Are you okay?" Worried voice asked suddenly behind him and the blue alien tensed when he felt how the hand touched his shoulder again.
Metro Man was standing next to him naked and watching him concerned.
The blue man couldn't form words so he just nodded slightly.
The taller man pulled his hand away and picked the shower next to the blue porn star. The both men were washing up quietly in the dim lights of the shower room.
The blue alien showered quicker than usually and turned the faucet off. He picked a clean white and soft towel from the dark wooden shelf behind the showers and wrapped the cloth around his waist before he hurried to the locker room. He couldn't help but for some reason the presence of the other man was making him nervous.
Hastily he dried his body and dressed the black boxers he'd tossed on the bench before the shower. He opened his locker and started to put on quickly his clothes.
He'd just got his black t-shirt on, when the muscular guy entered the locker room. For the blue man's irritation there was only few lockers between their personal lockers.
The taller man side glanced the blue alien who was dressing dark blue jeans. He opened his locker and picked clean white boxers, putting them smoothly on.
The blue alien dressed hurriedly a black hoodie before he sat on the bench and started to put on the black socks. Metro Man had already dressed a white t-shirt and was currently dressing his jeans.
The slim man pulled his black Converse all stars on and tied the laces before he in practice jumped to stand up and slammed his locker shut.
He was already hurrying towards the door which leads to the shooting room when the other man suddenly shouted after him.
"Hey – Megamind!"
The blue man turned slowly to glance the other porn star who was wearing his black leather jacket on.
"What's your real name?" He asked softly and flashed a warm smile at him.
"Syx – Syx Blue." The blue man stated quietly.
"Syx." The man breathed his name appreciatively. "Would you like to go for a beer or something?" He asked friendly and closed his locker.
The blue man stared at the other man feeling confused. What that other man wants for him? He wasn't used to that kind of conversation.
"No thanks." Syx said quietly. "I should go to sleep - I have shooting in the morning." He hurried to explain because he didn't want to sound rude. He really didn't know how to act in that kind of situations.
"Already in the morning?" The other man asked genuinely abashed and leaned to tie the laces of his shoes.
"Yeah. Have to make hay while the sun shines." The blue man shrugged and let out a nervous laugh. Even he didn't believe his words. "So – bye." Syx stated awkwardly and turned around, hastening away from the locker room.
'That was so embarrassing.' He made a mental face palm when he closed the locker room's door behind him.
The shooting room was empty and quiet. Only dim lights were on and the little couch on the middle of the room made unpleasant shiver go through Syx's body.
The blue man hurried towards the door on the room's right side when he heard how the locker room's door opened and the other man shouted after him again.
"Syx, wait!" Metro Man ran to the blue man.
"I was just wondering do you need a ride home." He stated smiling and shrugged casually when Syx opened the door and they stepped in a little but cozy lobby.
"No thanks, I'm already here." The blue alien shook his head and flashed a little smile at the taller man.
Metro Man was looking at Syx confused, rising his other brow at the slim man.
"I live here – The seventh floor." Syx explained embarrassed and felt how the hint of blush creeped on his cheeks when he pointed his index finger upward.
"Oh." The muscular man breathed. "Well.." He shoved his hand in a pocket of his leather jacket while Syx looked at him curious.
"Here. Call me if you wanna hang around." The porn star told and handed a white business card to Syx. "See ya." He flashed a wide smile at the blue man before he turned around and walked from the big glass doors to the street, disappearing in the bustle of the city.
Syx looked after him and pushed the call button of the elevator before he turned to look closer the card the new guy had just given to him.
It was a basic white business card with a golden text font:
METRO CITY CAR CENTER
SALESMAN
WAYNE SCOTT
Under the name was a phone number.
"Wayne Scott." Syx muttered quietly when he stepped inside the elevator which had just gotten down.
'What that man wants for me?' The blue man wondered and furrowed his brow to the card. He hadn't used to hang around with his filming partners. Now when he thought about it, he'd never seen his workmates outside the work.
The elevator stopped on the seventh floor and Syx's gaze was glued towards the card when he walked to his home door and opened it.
'Call me if you wanna hang around.' The words of the taller man were echoing in Syx's head. He shook his head and throw the white card and the keys on the kitchen island before he headed towards the bathroom.
Quickly he took off his clothes and stepped under the shower, turning the faucet on. He couldn't help but two years ago he'd started to feel he needs double shower after the shootings before feeling clean again.
He enjoyed how the hot water was raining over him, rinsing away the filthiness the last shoot had caused. He squeezed some shower gel on his hand and took care he lathered every inch of his body with the soap.
Though he'd washed away the touch of the new guy from his body, Syx realized he couldn't get him out of his mind.
He turned off the faucet and grabbed a black and soft robe from the rack, wrapping it around his slim body before he returned back to the kitchen and took the business card back in his hand.
He rolled the card in his hand, reading the text over and over again, considering should he call to Metro Man.
'Wayne, his name is Wayne.' Syx scolded himself. It was only Javier who calls the actors by their porn names.
After watching the card a long time, the blue alien let out a deep sigh and throw the card in the trashcan.
He walked through the little living room to the balcony door and opened it, stepping outside in the warm spring evening. The blue man took a cigarette pack from the balcony table and placed a cigarette between his lips, lighted it and inhaled deeply the smoke before blowing it out. Tiredly Syx listened how the sound of the traffic was emanating below him while he was smoking.
'One shoot tomorrow and then three days off.' The blue alien thought happily. Three whole days without Javier, filming team, unpleasant attacks towards his body and fascinating new guys, Syx thought relieved and stubbed out his cigarette before getting back inside.