I'm the best cameraman in the country. I know it. Everybody knows it. So it did not come as a complete surprise when North American Pharmaceuticals offered me a ridiculous amount of money to film a new infomercial.
North American Pharmaceuticals had a new product on the market. A breakthrough product. It was going to be a blockbuster. It was a brand new type of sexual lubricant called Slippyslidey. A wonder lubricant. They were spending a large amount of money to promote it, and they had decided to go after the gay dollar. I guess they figured that not a lot of Christian dollars were going to be spent on a new sexual lubricant.
It seemed that somehow in this day and age of religion and anti-porn; in this age of family values determined to eradicate extra-marital and especially same-sex sexuality, Quantumvision, the vast cable network company, had also decided to go after the gay dollar and establish a hard-core gay pay porn channel, 'Effenesse.'
North American Pharmaceuticals had decided that Effenesse would be the perfect outlet on which to place an informercial for their new wonderproduct, Slippyslidey. They had hired me to film the informercial. And today was the day.
I didn't have to leave for the studio for another fifteen minutes, and I was sitting at the kitchen table enjoying a second cup of coffee.
"Daddy, will you play ball with me?" asked Reggie, my six-year old.
"I want to play too. I want to play too," screamed Jackie, my four year old.
"No. Your father has to go to work. And you have to go to school Reggie," said Veronica, my wife, as she shoveled another spoonful of strained peas into baby Alice's mouth.
"Aaahhh," screamed Alice in delight, as she pounded her tiny fists on the high chair. Some of the peas flew out onto Veronica's face. Veronica wiped her face with a paper napkin, and delivered another spoonful into Alice's tiny mouth.
"I don't care. I think it's disgusting," said Veronica.
"The peas?" I asked naively.
"The infomercial," she said.
I knew I should never have told her. "It's money, Veronica. It's good money."
"But it's perverted and immoral."
"But it's money, Veronica," I explained very slowly. "And I don't want to hear any more about it."
She sighed and got one more spoonful into Alice's mouth.
"What's a imfomercial, Daddy?" asked Jackie.
"It's a long commercial, like you see on television, Jackie," I answered, swallowing the last of my coffee. It was time to leave. I kissed the kids. I kissed Veronica. I took a napkin and wiped some strained peas off my mouth, and I went out the front door. I got into my car, and I drove down to the studio.
I parked in the parking lot, and proceeded to soundstage 12. Perry Pierson, the director/announcer was already there.
"Hi, Perry," I greeted him.
"Leo," he nodded, and we shook hands.
"As you can see, the set's already up," he gestured.
I looked. There was a large table full of tubes of Slippyslidey, and also an older brand, and to the right of it was a large vinyl mat on the floor. Yes. The set was up.
"The boys are in the dressing rooms," said Pierson. Just tell me when you get set up."
"Fine," I said. I set my lights all around the set and picked up my camera. I was not going to use a tripod for this. It would be hand-held camera, so I could get in all the tight places. Film all the crazy angles. I was determined that this was going to be as artistic a project as possible, even given the subject matter.
I pointed my camera at the table. I moved over to the mat and walked all around it, pointing my camera down. I got down on my knees, and looked through the sight. I seemed to be ready to go.
"Okay," I said. "Let's begin.
"Okay. First you focus on me," said Pierson. He took a position beside the table. In one hand he held a microphone, and his other hand rested on the table. I began to shoot.
"Gentlemen. Gentlemen," said Pierson into the microphone. I'm here to introduce you to the new wonderproduct. Slippyslidey, the aloe based lubricant, invented by North American Pharmaceuticals, especially for your pleasure.
He continued.
PIERSON After many years of experimentation and exhaustive animal testing in our laboratories, North American Pharmaceuticals is pleased to unveil its exciting new product, Slippyslidey. We are going to show you just how wonderful this product is. How superior it is to what was already on the market, which I will simply call 'The Rival Brand.'
Here, Pierson simply held up a blank white tube. The brand name had been covered. There was no point in embarrassing its manufacturer, Lethe Laboratories.
PIERSON Today we have two handsome young couples with us to help us with the demonstration. (I closed in on Pierson's face. Off to the side, four young boys emerged from the dressing room, wearing purple silk bathrobes, tied around the middle with a looped cord. Pierson turned to them and introduced them. I focused on their handsome young faces.) First, Teddy and Elmer are going to have sexual intercourse using 'The Rival Brand,' (Teddy and Elmer bowed slightly and smiled shyly at each other.) Then, Len and Mark (they bowed and grinned into the camera) are going to fuck using fabulous new Slippyslidey, the revolutionary aloe based lube. Len and Mark. You can go back to the dressing room for now, while Teddy and Elmer get it on. (Len and Mark turned and went back into the dressing room. I filmed their backs. Then I turned my camera on Teddy and Elmer.) Okay, boys. Time to get started. (I trained my camera on Teddy and Elmer's long slender bodies, as they slipped off their robes. They came together and started kissing. I moved right in close and my camera got Teddy's tongue snaking between Elmer's lips, and licking, licking inside his mouth. I lowered the camera and got Teddy's hand squeezing Elmer's beautiful round butt cheeks. He took both his hands and pulled the cheeks apart, so I could film the tiny pink aperture between the white fleshy mounds. I moved in close and shot a lot of feet of colored film.)
They continued kissing, and sucking tongues. Elmer got down on his knees in front of Teddy's long thick instrument. It wasn't all that hard. Elmer took it in his mouth and worked on it. It got harder. Teddy moved Elmer's mouth up and down on his dick. I filmed the blowjob, though I would probably be cutting it later. This infomercial was not about blowjobs.
The two of them stretched out on the mat. They were kissing again, and Elmer was manipulating Teddy's big cock.
PIERSON You ready, guys?
ELMER (smiling into the camera.) We're ready.
PIERSON (picking up a tube of The Rival Brand, and kneeling on the mat, where he opened the tube and smeared the clear gel all over Teddy's cock. Then he squeezed more on his fingers and began feeding them into Elmer's tight asshole. It wasn't that easy squeezing the tube and holding the microphone at the same time. He squeezed more gel onto his fingers.) Okay, guys. You see what I'm doing. I just covered Teddy's penis with The Rival Brand, and now I'm packing a load of it up Elmer's sweet little asshole. (I closed in on his greasy fingers packing into Elmer's clutching pink hole.) Now none of you can say we didn't use plenty of lube, here. See how much I'm getting into Elmer's lovechannel. A lot. Okay, guys. You're ready. Go for it. (Elmer turned over on his belly, and Teddy climbed on top of him. I closed in on the big rod as it started to push into the little opening.)
"Oh, shit," said Teddy.
"What's wrong?" asked Pierson.
"I'm losing my hard on. Oh, fuck. Goddamn." He kept trying to stuff it in, but my camera could clearly see that his dick was limp.
"Fuck. Shut off the camera," Pierson said to me. "He needs some plumping," explained Pierson.
I didn't know what plumping was.
"I guess, I'll do it," sighed Pierson. He laid down the microphone, and made Teddy straighten up on his knees. Pierson got down and took the limp cock into his mouth. He lovingly tended it, and teased it into hardness with his tongue. Now I knew what plumping was. I just stood there with the camera dangling on the end of my arm, and waited.
When the cock was hard again, Pierson covered it generously with The Rival Brand and made Teddy stretch out over Elmer. He fed the cock into Elmer's asshole with his greasy fingers. I switched on the camera and got behind Teddy's asscheeks and took a close-up of the hard rod pushing into the tight channel. Or 'lovechannel' as Pierson had called it.
"Oh, god," screamed Elmer. "This was not a delighted passionate 'oh, god.' It was an 'oh, god' of pain and agony.
"Stop. Stop," screamed Elmer. "It hurts."
"Keep going, boys, or you don't get paid," said Pierson in a low voice. You would still be able to hear it in the film. I would have to edit it out.