Needless to say this is fictional. Unfortunately.
“You got the job!”
It was my agent and this was my first success. An aspiring model and actor, I had tried everything, even the periphery of the porn industry, without much success. Now, finally, a real gig.
“It’s for a music video…supposedly really on the edge…they asked a lot of weird questions.”
“Like what?”
“Like how hung you are…congratulations again by the way…whether you’re comfortable with nudity, stuff like that. Must be some video!”
“Yeah, did they say who it’s for?” I asked, daydreaming about artists I would want to spend some time with.
“No, but you’ll find out next week. In the meantime they said you should refrain from sex and even masturbation starting immediately.”
The next week took forever. I searched the trades and the internet for rumors or any little clue. I didn’t find anything, but I did learn that mainstream artists were resorting to more and more explicit videos, some of which were intended for mature audiences only, to boost their social media presence and compete with each other. This had to be what I was doing. But who would it be?