Her Male Model

The Photoshoot

^Coal Ryder

Coal's POV

I walk through the double doors of Levour Fashion, sunglasses on, and coffee in hand. I feel annoyed. I have been all day. The barista messed up my order, my Taxi was 10 minutes late, and my mother called three times to ask me the same question. Fucking imbeciles

While the incidents may seem minor to the run-of-the-mill, average person, I find myself more and more agitated by the minute. I shouldn't have to deal with this. Not me. I should be on a yacht somewhere, sipping margaritas without a care in the world. Not slumming it like the rest of the working population. I sigh, rubbing the bridge of my nose. At least today's shoot might cheer me up. Modeling always does. I'm being featured in a cologne ad today for one of the top brands in America. It's sexy and masculine, and it fits me perfectly. After this Ad comes out, I'm going to finally get the fame and recognition I deserve. And maybe then I won't have to worry about being on time or fighting with random baristas.

The thought raises my spirits ever so slightly.

I walk into the set room scheduled for today and immediately feel my mood plummet yet again.  Something is not right. The shoot today was supposed to be a cologne ad...and yet there are multiple female models in the room...wearing Latex. I raise an eyebrow, the scowl returning to my face. Of course not even this could be right today. I should have known something would be wrong. I walk further into the room and notice my agent -Mindy- standing a couple of paces away, talking on the phone in hushed tones. I don't catch any of her words, but her tone is more than enough for me to decipher she was also blindsided by the change today.

While she finishes up her call, I notice her dull brown hair is slipping from her claw clip, and her jacket has a couple pieces of lint on it. I grate my teeth. Nothing irritates me more than imperfection. And Mindy is far from perfect.

Mindy finally sees me looking at her and ends her call, walking toward me at a fast pace.

"Coal." She says when she reaches me.

"Mindy."

She doesn't say anything, and I clear my throat to get her to continue.

"There has been a change in plans."

"Yes, I can see that," I say. She gives me an annoyed look but finally decides to fill me in on the news.

"The higher-ups have changed the schedule for today. Instead of a cologne ad, we're shooting a cover for the Dominatrix+ brand."

Her words seem to fly over my head. Changing shoots the day of is unprecedented. Who could possibly have enough power to change everyone's schedules like that?

"Ok, should I come back later for the Cologne ad, or has it been canceled?" I ask, already turning partially to leave. There is little that I am uncomfortable with, seeing as I'm a male model and all, but watching fully grown men 'submit' to women makes me want to gouge my eyeballs out.

As if on cue, I accidentally glance at the set. A male model in little more than a thong is tightening his own handcuffs to a post. I gag. He might as well cut his own dick off while he's at it.

I feel a touch on my arm and look down. Mindy is holding me back from leaving, nervously biting her lip. It is only then that I notice that she is holding something...a bag with very suspicious-looking clothing in it.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I ask, clenching my jaw. The longer she stares at me with that expression on her face, the more agitated I become.

"I think you misunderstood me, Coal. While the cologne ad has been canceled, you are still required to be in today's shoot," she says, handing me the bag.