Pornstar (mxm)

Chapter 8

Warren was almost bouncing as they returned back upstairs. He couldn't believe mister Tanner actually wanted to help him. Part of him was convinced his boss just wanted to play a mean prank on him, despite always having been quite nice. Warren wasn't used to being that lucky.

"Anyway, I'll google him today in the evening, since I'm quite behind schedule now and need to get a few things done," Tanner said once they reached his office. "Can you please bring these letters to the mailroom?" He handed Warren a stack of letters that had been sitting on his desk.

"Yes, sir. Right away," Warren beamed at him, taking the letters.

"And don't watch so much porn during working hours," Tanner added with a playful smirk.

Warren blushed, giving him an apologetic smile. "Yes, sir." Who'd have ever thought that mister Tanner was such a nice guy underneath his rather cold exterior?

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Tristan smiled weakly in return. What kind of mess had he gotten himself into? He didn't want to help Warren meet that pornstar... Especially because Warren really wanted to have sex with him and, well... That was bad.

Though Tristan actually wanted to get some work done, he was unable to concentrate because they had just gone from 0 to 100 in a few minutes, and he was still catching up. When had all this happened? When had he even fallen in love with Warren to such an extent that he was willing to do something as stupid as letting someone shoot a porn video in his own home?
Tristan wasn't the lovely-dovey type who randomly fell for idiots like Warren.
Except, Warren wasn't as much of an idiot as he had initially thought. Actually, he had turned out to be likeable, sweet and surprisingly intelligent. Not to mention passionate, sexy and beautiful. Even if his passion burned for someone else.

Since it was obvious that he wouldn't be getting any work done, but it was still too early to order lunch, Tristan decided to google Jack Longhorn.
He was quite surprised to find out that there was absolutely nothing out of the ordinary with that actor. He acted in cliché porn that was just as bad as any other; he wasn't hotter than any other porn actor; his acting skills left much to be desired, and overall, there was nothing special about him. What did Warren find so amazing about that guy? How could a person become so obsessed with someone as ordinary as that man was? Obsessed to the point of moving to another continent? It bordered on insanity.
But then again, he already knew Warren was mentally unstable, even if it was in a cute way, so why was he even surprised.

What would happen if they met? Unlike Warren, Tristan was certain that there was no happily ever after for those two, so maybe meeting him would be bad for Warren. Perhaps he would become even more messed up than he already was.
Or maybe, they would just have sex and then Warren would get it out of his system and move on. But what if he caught something? Gay porn actors were at a higher risk for STDs than any other group of people in the world.
Maybe he should tell Warren that he called, but they weren't interested? But knowing Warren, he would find some other way sooner or later, now that Tristan had been dumb enough to put the idea in his head.
Why couldn't he just keep his mouth shut for once?! He was way smarter than that!
At least usually he was... But somehow Warren had the annoying ability to turn Tristan into a complete moron.

He groaned loudly, rubbing his face with his hands. What was he going to do? Maybe he could talk Warren out of it? Yeah right... The idiot was completely obsessed. And so utterly delighted when Tristan had offered to help him meet the 'love of his life'.
Was Tristan really dumb enough to think he could win Warren over by pretending to be his friend? When had that ever really worked for someone? Warren had totally friend-zoned him. No, not even friend-zoned – Tristan was boss-zoned. But what other choice did he have? If he backed out now, Warren would be devastated and hate him forever.