Author's Rambles

Hello again! I've gotten such a positive response (and one threat from Akino Hakume) that I decided to do my best to continue this. It makes me smile to see how well The Masquerade has done with readers. Hopefully this one will do just as well if not better.

Anyway, boy on boy sucky face. You have been warned.

Chapter 2

The sound of the morning alarm shattered the calm of his peaceful dreams. After a moment he heard soft cursing and the sound of someone stumbling around. That's right; for a second he had forgotten he wasn't alone, that he wasn't buried within the warm sheets of his own bed. He had followed some strange guy back to a hotel room where they ate and…and… Sora felt his face flush. He had made out with a guy. "Time to get up buddy, Reno normally wants us there at nine." The alarm was silenced with a click of a button.

He slowly pulled the covers from around his head and rubbed his eyes. Riku was up and moving about. Ugh, he was totally a morning person. Only a morning person moved that fast during this ungodly time of the day. If it were up to Sora, he'd sleep until at least noon. But it wasn't up to him, and he couldn't afford to do it. So with a big yawn he uncurled from his sheets. "Reno told me to come back but he didn't tell me what I would do." He mumbled sleepily.

"We could always use stage hands. The cast is full for this story. You don't seem like you're ready yet anyway." Riku grinned, walking over to pat his new friend on the side of face. "At least you know how to relax now. It's a good start." The brunette brushed, immediately dropping his gaze to the floor. How embarrassing. With a cackle Riku disappeared into the bathroom. A split second later the shower could be heard.

Guess it only made sense that he would want to be clean. No one wants to have sex with a stinky person. And if memory served him right, Sora definitely heard that was supposed to happen today. After a moment he shook his head. Just because the guy did porn it didn't mean that every aspect of his day revolved around it. People shower in the morning. It was totally natural. "Of course it is." He sighed. "I may shower next myself." Great. Now he was talking to himself.

Getting up he stretched and gave his face a good pat. It didn't do much for his grogginess but it helped. After a moment he shuffled over to the nearest mirror and peered into it. His eyelids hung low over his eyes, and his lips were swollen from sleep. His hair? Let's not even get started on that.

Today was the day. He would go to work with Riku and start his new job. Eventually he'd even take part in some of the movies. He frowned at the thought. Sora wasn't exactly a sex expert. In fact, he wasn't even sure he was that good at it. Guess now was a good time to learn.

Sometime later Riku emerged from his shower, toweling his hair. "A shower is the best way to start the day." He grinned playfully. "Best morning wake up call ever."

"I'm not very good morning person." The brunette replied grumpily.

"A night owl then," the older teen shrugged, "some of the best things in life happen at night."

Sora blushed. The way this guy worded things was just weird; or maybe the statement was innocent and he was the one being weird. "I'll shower next then." He mumbled quickly, scurrying to the safety of the hotel bathroom. The room was still heavy with steam from its previous occupant when he entered and shut the door behind him. Locking the door behind him, the brunette started the shower, stripped, and got in.

The water was hot and refreshing, the effects of the steam was like a natural form of coffee that gave him a gentle boost of energy. On the plus side, he'd probably gain a bunch of confidence from this experience. It would just be ridiculous to not have confidence if you're going to have sex on camera. Sex on camera; the thought was almost as heavy as the steam from the shower.

To be honest, that was one aspect he hadn't actually thought about. He had spent so much time being embarrassed about the actual act that he had totally forgotten about the camera. Did it bother Riku he wondered? Probably not, in fact he and Terra didn't seem to notice it at all. How long had they been doing this anyway?

There was a soft knock on the door. "Hey, did you drown? We gotta go!"

"J-just a minute!" He squeaked. Seriously, this guy had to stop startling him. He soaped up quickly, rinsed, and got out to dry. Only there was one problem. He forgot to grab fresh clothes, not that he had them to begin with. Quickly wrapping a towel around his waist, he opened the bathroom door and peeked out.

Riku was sitting on the couch running a brush through his hair. The black sleeveless shirt and matching shorts made his skin appear paler and the color of his eyes pop. "Hey do you have a extra pair of clothes?" Sora asked sheepishly.

His new companion grinned; fuck, that wasn't a good sign. "Sure, I figured you'd need some." He answered patting a small stack of neatly folded clothes on the couch beside him.

"Oh, thanks," the brunette said, trying his best to smile, "if you could just hand me those that would be great." Part of him knew there was no chance in hell that Riku would bring him the clothes. That didn't mean he couldn't give it the old college try.

Riku shook his head. "Come on out and get them."

"Why?!"

"Because you have to get over this shy shit if you're serious about this."

Sora sighed. He was right, but was it wrong to want to take things slow? Okay with his definition of slow he'd probably never get anywhere with this. To be honest it was a good thing that Riku challenged his delicate sensibilities. So after a bit of mental coaxing, he took the first few steps towards the couch.

Riku flashed him a pleasant smile. "That's it, take your time." He said. "It's nothing special, just a plain white shirt and black shorts."

The brunette waddled over cautiously, keeping a eye on the older teen. Part of him was unsure why he was acting this way. Riku was sitting quietly and so far hadn't budged. Maybe it was silly to treat him like a big bad monster. "That's fine, really." Sora answered, reaching for the clothes.

That was when Riku moved. He quickly reached out, grabbing Sora's hand when the brunette went for the previously offered bundle. "You're going to get dressed right here, right?" he said, that smile still on his face.

"I was going to use the bathroom actually."

"No," he shook his head, "you're going to get dressed here where I can see."

He blushed. "Why the hell would I do that?"

"Why do you want to work in the porn industry if nudity is such a big deal?" Riku countered.

Sora opened his mouth to fire back with something witty but stopped. Again the older boy was right. What was the point of getting shy if he really intended to go through with this? Their social interactions were starting to make him feel real stupid. After a moment his shoulders slumped and he sighed, nodding in the process.

Satisfied with this response Riku relaxed back on to the couch to watch. Okay so maybe his previous caution was needed. He wasn't harmless at all. Riku was a wolf in sheep's clothing.

It was unnerving, having someone's steady gaze on his body. Sora could feel the heat rising to his cheeks again. The amount of blushing he did lately was ridiculous; good grief. Did he have to stare so obviously? When he didn't move Riku did it for him, reaching over and handing him a pair of fresh underwear. "You might want these first." Again Sora nodded. It was all he could do. He didn't quite trust his voice at the moment. So he took the boxers and bent to put them on, pausing when his spectator suddenly cleared his throat. "You're going to take the towel off first right?"

"T-the towel?" he repeated.

"The towel; take it off first."

Sora blushed harder. He was already shirtless; did this person really expect him to be completely naked? After a moment he timidly raised his gaze to meet Riku's. Those sea green eyes twinkled with amusement and behind that was patience. Yes. This person did expect to see his everything. Hands trembling, Sora slowly untied the towel at his waist. He took his time, fighting every mental urge that told him this was wrong; that his body was meant to only be seen by certain people, not strangers.

The first peek of skin came from his waistline and continued from there as the towel was removed and dropped to the floor. This was weird. This was so weird. He stood awkwardly, focusing on random things in the room; anything that wasn't Riku. After a moment his hands went to cover his manhood.

"Now, now; don't stop the peepshow." The silver haired teen scolded softly. "Move your hands. I wasn't done looking."

It took him a moment but Sora did as he was told. Honestly, he was never one to brag about his most private area. He was modestly sized and healthy; not to mention very clean. "What is this even for?" he snapped, choosing to hide his obvious embarrassment behind anger.

"Nothing really." Came the answer. "I just figured that I'd get a sneak peak at what I'd eventually be working with.

"I'm not object!" he quickly tugged on the briefs and snatched the shorts from the couch to pull them on next. "I'm not a piece of meat either. Do you enjoy teasing me like this? What's wrong with you?" Instead of answering Riku let his new friend complain and grumble. "Don't just sit there. Say something!"

"Don't forget your shirt." He replied, getting up from the couch. Quietly he went over to his suitcase and slipped on his shoes. Sora stood there for a moment before begrudgingly tugging on the rest of his clothes. "Alright, let's get you to the set. It would suck for you to be late on your first day of porn work."

Sora groaned, and Riku chuckled. Together the pair set off towards the warehouse from yesterday. The ride over was uncomfortably silent. If he was angry Riku said nothing, instead he chose to focus on the road. He parked his car in the parking lot and led Sora over to the tall redhead from yesterday.

"We're back and the kid is with me." He smirked.

Reno arched a eyebrow, his gaze going from one boy to the next. "I'm shocked actually. Okay, well to be honest I could use a stage hand; had to fire the last stupid bitch.

"Wow, language much?" Riku joked.

"When I give you instructions and you go above and beyond the call of duty to do the exact opposite, I have to assume you want the title of stupid bitch." The redhead grumbled.

"What do you want me to do as a stage hand?" Sora asked.

The manager shrugged. "Give a hand on stage." He disappeared for a moment and came back with a clipboard. "These are the scenes we need to do today. There are several items that can be placed to add atmosphere to the room. Do you think you can do that?"

The brunette nodded enthusiastically. "Yeah, I can do that!"

Reno gave him a reassuring pat on the shoulder. "Good job. Go ahead and get that started for me. We'll start filming in about 40 minutes. The first scene shouldn't need much tweaking."

"Don't I need an application or something? Isn't there paperwork?"

Riku flashed him a smile. "You'll do fine." He looked at Reno. "He'll be great, really. Just give him a chance." The redhead scratched at his head for a moment, face crinkling up in a frown. "Don't think to hard boss, your ears will start smoking."

"Fuck you." He sighed with a roll of his green eyes. "Alright virgin; you're Sora right? Since Riku vouched for you get to work and we'll worry about your paperwork when we close for the day."

He was so happy he could have hugged them both; instead he clutched the clipboard and gave his brightest smile. "Thanks, you won't regret it!" His new nickname wasn't exactly a favorite but whatever. He'd be called just about anything for a decent paycheck at the moment.

Reno watched him trot off before for turning his gaze to Riku. "Well, look at you playing the part of mentor." He said lazily.

Riku shrugged. "If he wants the help he'll take it and if he doesn't, he'll walk away. It's as simple as that."

The redhead nodded his understanding. That's how things normally worked around here anyway. He had seen it happen countless times. "Go get ready for your scene."

"Yeah, yeah." The silver haired teen trotted off towards the small room they used for wardrobe. In the distance he could see the top of Sora's head as he moved around the set. He was so cute. Slowly a smile found it's way to Riku's face. There was just something about this kid that made him so much fun to pick with. "Hey Sora!"

The brunette paused and leaned back, his arms filled with props. "Yeah, what's up Riku?" he asked.

"I need your help for a second."

"Just a minute." He watched as Sora placed the objects he held in various places before walking over. The kid certainly had a good work ethic. It almost made him feel guilty for what he was about to do, almost. "What is it?" he asked unsuspectingly.

Riku smiled and motioned for him to follow him into the cozy room. "I need help getting ready." He said plopping down lazily in the nearest chair.

"Oh, okay." Sora's face went back to his clipboard. "You're stopping where you left from the scene yesterday with Terra." He read.

Riku grinned. "Yeah, you were watching us make out. I remember."

The brunette bushed, bringing his paperwork up to hide his face. "It says for every sex scene the bo-" he paused adorably.

"The bottom has to thoroughly be cleaned." He finished. "Don't worry. I did that this morning, remember?"

Sora nodded. "Yeah of course you did."

Naturally he didn't expect the newbie to know all of the details preparing for a sex scene. It was something he'd have to learn for himself if he ever got into making scenes. "That's not what I need help with though."

"Oh, well your outfit doesn't exactly change from the last time." He went over to the costume rack, grateful to find it labeled with the actor's names. "This is what you'll be wearing today." He plucked the clothes from rack and brought them over.

"Yeah thanks." Riku stood and undressed, taking the time to remove each article of clothing slowly so he could fold it then lay it neatly in his chair.

Sora's mouth fell open. Was he really just going to undress like that? After a while he shook his head. Having the same thoughts repeatedly was starting to make him feel like a real dumbass. Of course Riku would undress. To him this was just work. So he forced himself to watch. The shirt was the first thing to go, disappearing over the other boy's head so that there was a perfect view of the pale skin and the lean network of muscles underneath. The pants came next, they slid slowly down his muscular thighs before pooling at his ankles.

"if you're going to be so freaking silent this is going to be awkward." Riku teased suddenly.

"This is awkward?" Sora squeaked. "After everything so far THIS is the thing you consider awkward." He stared incredulously. The older boy laughed at him and he blushed all over again. It was times like this that he felt so inexperienced.

"I'm joking relax." He said with a soft chuckle. He turned, facing his young companion full on in nothing but a pair of grey briefs.

How could he relax? Every time he turned around he was falling for some form of joke. It was embarrassing and now here he was staring at another mostly naked man's body. "Easy for you to say."

"Okay maybe, but look at it this way. You showed me yours so now I'll return the favor."

"I'm pretty sure I look nowhere near this good naked." The brunette scoffed.

Riku grinned at the compliment and then bent to remove the last layer of cloth covering his body. Sora watched quietly, surprised so see the beginnings of silver pubic hair peeking into view. So the curtains matched the drapes; neat. He honestly figured that the older boy achieved that color through some type of hair dye.

"There's no coloring anywhere on me. This is the hair color I was born with." Riku said sitting on down in the chair. He lounged comfortably, as this was simply a normal conversation and he wasn't completely nude.

"I didn't say anything." Sora grumbled defensively. He couldn't help it, his eyes kept traveling down to that area.

"I get that question a lot, so I tend to answer automatically." He shrugged. "Okay. I'm ready."

"You want me to help you get dressed?"

Riku shook his head. "No not at all, I can do that myself." He said. "I need a fluffer."

"Oh!" Sora smiled. "Sure, where do you keep them?"

Riku reached out and grabbed his hand, tugging him uncomfortably close. "It's not a object." He said, staring the brunette in the face. "It's a person."

Sora's gaze went from the spot on his arm where Riku held him firmly, to the boy's face. He had a sinking feeling about where this was going. "Who is it."

Riku grinned. "You're really going to play stupid right now? Why else did you think I called you in here?"

He shook his head. "I don't even know what a fluffer is!"

"I need you to arouse me."

"You need me to what?!"

"I need you," he jerked his head to a small table in the corner, "to go over there and get me some lube, and then use it to jerk me around a bit."

Sora blushed. "Stop being weird, what do you even think this is?"!

"I think this is the set of a porn flick and I also think you work here." When the younger boy opened his mouth to complain he held his hand up. "You can't shy away from stuff like this if you're going to be here. You're talking about having sex on film for money and yet you can't do something like this to help me get ready. I have sex for a freaking living Sora. Did you honestly think I could just snap my fingers and pop a boner?"

"YES!" he shouted, cringing almost instantly afterwards. With his little outburst over, he quickly ran a hand through his hair. "Yes, I thought that's how it worked. I'm sorry, okay?"

He shook his head. "Don't be sorry. Just help me. If you're serious about this there may come a time when you need this kind of assistance. Are you going to shy away then too? Because you can't if you seriously plan on making a career out of this."

As usual he was right. Sora nodded more to himself than anything before getting up to grab the bottle of KY on the nearby table before returning to crouch in front of his nude companion. He forced himself to look. Riku was limp, naturally. The soft organ lay waiting between the boy's legs. Sora had jerked his own junk around on several occasions but never before had he touched another guy.

He sat there for a while. Riku said nothing. Filming would be starting soon, so if he was going to do this he needed to swallow his pride now. The brunette cringed. Did he really just say swallow while staring at a guy's penis? Shaking his head he opened the bottle and squeezed a good bit of the clear oil in his palm. After rubbing his hands together, he reached out to touch it. Nothing. Okay, so it didn't bite, that was a relief.

He started simple; there was no reason to rush things. So Sora reached out and brushed a finger along the length, watching with a mild form of fascination when it stirred. It twitched first and then as his gentle coaxing continued, it began to swell. The change was intriguing, sadly Sora had never taken this much interest in his own body. It was funny how transfixed he seemed now.

He rolled his eyes up to catch a glance at Riku. The elder boy had relaxed back into his chair, head leaning back over the edge. Was this embarrassing for him too? Probably not. Maybe he was trying to make things less awkward. Honestly, not having those sea green eyes on him was certainly helpful. There's no way in hell he'd be able to do this with Riku watching.

Sora took the opportunity to wrap his fingers around the now firm shaft. It twitched in his hands. After a while he started to move in simple up and down movements. That was when he noticed the change. He saw the muscles in Riku's body twitch. The brunette smiled. At least he was doing something right.

He decided then and there to take the opportunity to relax in to it. It was just a hand job, surely these happened all the time in these films. So he chose to think of this as on the job training. He used his imagination. This was just another scene and he was playing his part. That certainly gave him courage. He moved quickly enjoying at the way Riku's body responded, it was like he was slowly chipping away at that cool exterior. What would be underneath? What type of lover was he off camera?

Sora added a second hand, using both at the same time. Riku swallowed a moan. Sora felt himself grin. Not such a wordy bastard now was he?

"Alright, that's enough." He managed after a moment, sounding winded.

Sora backed off instantly. "That's all you needed right?" he asked.

"Yeah, a fluffer is someone that stands by to make sure the performers are always ready. It's like part of the makeup I guess."

"It's weird." the brunette grumbled before frowning. "Hey wait a minute. I'm not part of the make up crew. You tricked me!"

"Yeah, and it's your piece of education for the day; not exactly useless knowledge." He stood in all his nude erect glory and put on the clothes for his scene.

Sora wasn't sure if he should thank him or slap him. Without saying another word he watched Riku leave. Was he angry? Did he do something wrong? For some reason he did not want Riku to be angry at him. In this strange new place, he was the closest thing to a friend Sora had. He waited a few minutes before following him outside. The actors for the scene were already in place. Terra and Riku was already engrossed in conversation when he neared.

"There you are virgin." Reno called. "You did what I asked. Good. Your part's over for now. Just sit tight and watch the show.

"Al-alright." he frowned at the nickname. They were seriously going to have to talk about that.

When Reno called for the start of the scene the persona of both the boys on stage changed, they seemed to shift completely. They were no longer two joking friends. In a instant they had returned to the arrogant student cornered by his powerful master. They picked right where they left off as if there hadn't been hours between them.

Terra made a show of ripping the clothes from his young student again. The sight of Riku's naked form so soon made Sora blush. The pair moved together, as one, bodies rubbing and molding together until it was hard to separate the two. Then Terra bit at Riku's neck. The scream that came forth almost tore a sound from his Sora's surprised lips, but he bit down to remain silent.

Just like last time the two lost themselves in the role of their characters. Terra hoisted his smaller lover onto the desk and positioned himself accordingly. Riku's head lulled to the side and Terra's hands griped firmly on his behind. The penetration was slow and Sora watched every second of it. Terra pushed in slowly until he had completely sheathed himself within Riku's body. Riku's eyes rolled and his body twitched visibly. He wasn't given a moment to adjust however. The assault on his body had begun.

The sex was rough, which each powerful thrust the desk supporting Riku thudded against the wall. His moans filled the air in time with each rhythmic tap. Terra buried his face into his pale neck and continued his assault from there, speeding up and slowing down whenever he felt the need.

Riku was one continuous line of sound. His moans were like soft music in the air, stopping only when Terra stopped. "What, what's wrong?" He panted at after a moment. The older boy said nothing; instead he separated their two bodies. "Don't stop; what are you stopping for?" he pressed. "Hey answer me Master Terra!"

Terra yanked him from the desk then. Riku yelped, stumbling in attempt to keep his balance. The elder man spun him around and forced him to bend over the desk. Struggling a bit, the silver haired teen opened his mouth to protest but was quickly silenced when he was forcibly entered from behind.

Sora cringed at the rough treatment. Movie or not, seeing it for the first time was a bit uncomfortable. He had a moment to wonder if Riku was okay before the moans reached him. They were different, more intense. Terra's rough handling of him tore scream from scream from between the boy's lips until ecstasy and pain seemed to blur into one line.

Terra gripped his lover's hips tightly and continued to force his way in over and over again. Sora sat mesmerized, his breathe quickening which each thrust until both participants cried out their orgasm. He shuddered. "Alright boys, take a breather and we'll film the scene from the top." Reno's voice was so sudden it made the brunette jump.

Terra pulled himself from Riku and gave the younger boy a pat on the back. Riku in turn sat on the floor and sighed, looking spent. Sora made his way over. "I don't know what to say." He began.

"Was I that bad?" Riku joked. He always seemed to be joking, even in situations like this.

The brunette shook his head furiously. "No that's not what I meant! I meant your characters are so believable I was worried for a second." He sighed. "It was my first time seeing something like that so I guess," he trailed off, "I'm not sure what I thought."

"You were worried about me? How cute."

"Don't be a ass!" Sora frowned at his own phrasing. "I mean, stop being a jerk." He blushed. Riku blinked for a second and then laughed. "It's not funny. I'm still new to this, remember? Did it hurt? It sounded like it did? Are you sure you're okay? You have to do it again, like seriously?"

He chuckled. "Slow down and I'm fine. I promise. There's not much pain, and even if there is, it's not a bad pain. I've been working with Terra long enough to where it doesn't bother me." He rain a hand through his silver hair. "So, yeah I'm alright." He gave a tired smile.

"Is there something I can do to help?"

Riku looked at Sora; really looked at him. He stared into that round, innocent face and for a moment he wished that they had met years earlier. He wished that they had been friends in high school, and maybe had found a college to go to together so that they could keep in touch. He was a good guy with a pure heart and someone he wanted to desperately keep around. "There's one thing I can think of." He said after a short pause."

"Sure, tell me what it is and I'll get it."

Riku shook his head and smiled. That trusting personality just melted his heart. "Right now, more than anything I need a really good fluffer." Before the feisty brunette could fix his pouty lips to protest he leaned forward and kissed him. He didn't bother with the boy's delicate sensibilities, or even concern himself with possibly backlash. At that moment, the only thing he could think of was Sora's soft lips and the sweet taste of the boy on his lips.

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Sora tried to mask his emotions but failed miserably. In the end he broke down and left the room, leaving the door to swing close behind him. Riku cast one look back at the bed and the sighed, turning to follow his distraught friend into the hallway. "Sora." he called after the brunette's retreating form. "Sora wait for a second!"

When his request was ignored, Riku jogged after him, closing the distance quickly. "Hey wait up." He latched onto Sora's arm, using it to yank the boy backwards.

Sora turned quickly, his blue eyes filled with tears. The sight was enough to make his heart ache. "Come here." Riku coaxed gently, arms open. Sora chose that moment to break, throwing his body into the awaiting embrace so that he could cry into Riku's shoulder. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

There was nothing else Riku could say at that moment to take the pain away. So he repeated those simple words over and over again like a soft mantra. They stood there together just like that, not caring about random strangers that would pass by and see them. He held on to the boy's smaller frame and let him shake all his grief and tears out in the form of soft sobs. "Hey, come on Sora. Look at me, you're not alone in this okay?" he lifted the boy's chin gently. "I won't leave you alone."

And that was the honest truth. The brunette nodded solemnly and wiped at his eyes. "I barely know you though. I don't understand why."

Riku smiled. "I think from the first time I saw you I knew I'd probably do anything for you. You just drew me straight to you."

"Why?!" he shouted, stomping his foot in frustration.

Sadly there was no answer for that, or at least not a good one that would make Sora feel better. So instead of words the silver haired teen chose action. He pulled the brunette to him and went straight for those pouting, trembling lips. Sora tensed up to protest but Riku held him firm, deepening their kiss until he melted into it. What started out as one sided quickly between a battle for dominance. Sora leaned into it, feeding at Riku as if he could drink him down until there was nothing left...

Author's rambles

One thing I've learned is that writing about sex is a lot like real sex, sometimes you just don't feel like it. I try anyway! The end result is usually incredibly awkward to read. In the end these chapters are deleted and rewritten several times before I say: "Okay! That sounds about right!" ...did I mention how awkward my google search history looks right now? I didn't know what a fluffer was until I did a little research. I promise I'm not a creeper.

Anyway, my first plan was to update this every week. I still want to try to do that. However, I take care of my mother at home and it's possibly the most exhausting thing I've ever done. lol. So I apologize if these come out later than intended... m(。_。)m *bows politely* Until next time, read and Review please! :3