LarryxLaurent Requests (Boyxboy)

Lets Make a Movie p. 2

Another note considering the nature of this particular story. I would really hope no one reports me. I've taken every step to put warnings on storys that call for it and really that's all anyone can do with online writing. Read at your own risk. Also I tried a bit of humor in this but if you don't catch it don't worry alright. I have a bad sense of humor.

p.s. I dont know how porn works, please bare with me.

Warnings for this story include: Graphic sexual content, strong language, incest and mild exhibitionism.

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"So if you need anything, condoms, lube, toys what ever just let me know we can get that for you"

Laurent still wasn't saying anything, his mouth felt dry, his ears were ringing. The apartment seemed to take on an entirely new atmosphere and he looked over at Larry, who was still grinning ear to ear. When he finally did speak he did so slowly and his smile was tense. "Right uh...let me ask my brother quick" And with that he darted back to the kitchen, not even waiting for a response from Floyd.

He grabbed Larry's arm pulling him away from the counter, their backs turned to the rest of the room. His voice was hushed and raised a pitch from the frenzy of words. "+Larry this isn't a dance video!+"

"+It's not?+" Larry frowned looking around the room thoughtfully before his brother pulled him back by his shirt.

"+No It's a porno Larry! They wan't us to shoot a porno!+" Larry was looking at him like he'd just sprouted a second head that was shouting Chinese at him. His brows raised as if he didn't believe it.

"+I'm not joking Larry! I swear it's for real.+" He was staring at his twin so intensely that Larry began to lean away.

"+Okay but where are the girls then?+" Of all the things Larry was concerned about it was girls?

"+There are no girls Larry they want us to-...+" He cut himself off and began flailing in an attempt to get the words across without having to say it. Having the words in his brain was bad enough. "+with each other!+"

Larry's face twisted into further disbelief and he tensed visibly as he shouted, "+WHAT!+"

"SH-SH"Laurent clamped his hand over his twin's mouth pulling him close again when he saw him move away. "+Oh my god what are we gonna do, this can't be for real+" He paused trying hard to remember when and if they had every really agreed to this. And then he remembered the contract, the one with the video release form, from none other the Vivid Studios. God, why did it have to be that paper? Of all the papers they didn't let their manager go over it had to be the porn one?! He felt like such an idiot.

Larry pulled the hand away from his mouth, becoming increasingly more serious. "+Do you think it was those papers from...+"

"+Definitely+"

"+What are we gonna do?+" Laurent began weighing their options. They could make a run for it, but that was assuming the door wasn't locked. And even if they got out, they had signed those papers. Legally they had their hands tied, the last thing they wanted was a pornography company hunting them down. Things could only get messier from there and if the public found out...

He ran a hand over his face and mumbled, "+Uhm...I don't know..+" Larry was staring at him as if waiting for a better answer, a plan or anything. He felt guilty about the look in his big eyes, like he'd let Larry down somehow by not having a way out for them. Laurent looked back at the crew, his eyes darting around the room. Larry could almost hear the cogs turning in his head and he tensed visibly.

"+No no no no...+" He began, worming away from Laurent's hand on his shirt. "+I can't do that, I can't+" His twin was already pulling him back in, trying to speak over his protests.