Page 3 of Keep Me


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Reese’s was the only actual apartment on the top floor. I stepped into the hall, nursing my cup of coffee, and crossed to the door directly across the hall. I didn’t knock, but it was open anyway.

He spent most of his time in there, hunched over his computer. Reese took care of everything that went on in the business, managing all the behind-the-scenes aspects. The front of house work was left to the redhead hunched over his desk with a pen in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other.

“Morning, sleepy head,” Katie called, not bothering to look up as I settled into the chair beside her.

“Morning.”

Reese leaned back in his chair and stretched his arms above his head. The little groan he made as his shoulders popped went straight to my cock, but I managed to fight it down. He was so open, so unguarded. My fingers itched to slide down the neck of his t-shirt and fill my palms with his chest, to play with his nipples until they turned swollen.

“Are you joining the auction this year?”

I pushed away those dangerous thoughts. “I’ve been planning on it.”

Once a year the club puts on an auction, with staff and some of our regular performers as the prizes. It was one of our most popular events, maybe the most popular, and it seemed to get bigger every year.

Of course, there were clear rules and boundaries. There was absolutely no expectation of sex or any sexual acts. Our guests were buying a date, and what happened beyond that was strictly up to whoever they bid on. Participation was optional and up to the person, and they could change their mind at any point.

I had done it for the last two years, and it had been fun. The first time I had still been relatively new to the club so I hadn’t fetched an overly high price, but I had gone on a nice date with a regular. It had ended up just being a date, with nothing happening between us - though I wasn’t necessarily opposed. Last year I had a better reputation with the regulars and had gotten a higher bid. That date had ended in an enjoyable soft-dom experience, and I had met up with the woman a few times after.

The auction and the dates themselves were nice enough on their own, but there was another level with an appeal that couldn’t be denied. Most of our members had money to burn, and the agreement was 70/30. Reese could have asked for more than 30% of the bid, but he said he didn’t feel right about it. I wasn’t complaining.

Katie downed the rest of her coffee and propped her head up in her hand. “It’ll be a full house again this year.”

Katie was the driving force that kept the club open. She handled all staff schedules, booked performers, kept relationships with distributors, and made sure we were always on the up-and-up with the city. We were a members-only club, and we maintained our licenses in complete compliance with all necessary laws, but it was still a fine line. Without her, this place would have crumbled.

She pointed her pen at Reese. “One of these days I’m going to get you to agree to participate,” she warned.

He laughed and grinned at me. “Katie thinks that I’d be a big-ticket item.”

“I’m right and you know it. Half our members are fans of yours; you’d probably just get stuck signing autographs all night.”

Reese rolled his eyes, but he couldn’t deny what she had said. It wasn’t a secret that Reese had done porn when he was younger, but he rarely spoke about it. He had started when he was freshly 18 and had made a name for himself before he quit at 25. He’d had his finger in quite a few pots, as it were, and had done hundreds of gay, straight, and solo videos - and supposedly a few kink ones he refused to tell me about.

About five years ago the chance to buy our building had arisen, and he had taken it and started the club. That had been the end of his acting career, outside of the few private shows we did. He had never seemed to be ashamed of it, but it wasn’t something we spoke of often.

To say he was popular would be an understatement, and he still had dozens of connections in the industry. Requited had been the site of hundreds of shoots at this point, either in the club or in one of the empty apartments on the fourth floor. He rented them out to directors he had worked with in the past, and we had become a popular place to film.

“That reminds me,” Reese seized the chance to change the subject, “Benji’s filming in 408, so you might hear them.”

Benji was a popular director who had started his own company a few years ago. He and Reese were close and had known each other for a long time.

“Yeah? I’ll pop my head in and see if they need anything.”

“Don’t bother, he’ll just try to poach you again.” Since he and Benji had a good working relationship, at this point most of his videos were shot on the fourth floor, and there was an open invitation for any Requited staff who were interested in the industry. Some had even taken him up on it, and a few had started acting full-time.

Katie narrowed her eyes at me. She had a vendetta against the director for stealing away so many of our staff. “Don’t you dare. I refuse to lose anyone else, especially before the auction.”

I put up my hands, “I never said anything about working with him, you don’t need to worry.”

I didn’t think either of them knew it, but it was true that Benji had his sights set on me becoming one of his actors. He was careful not to push it but was quick to remind me of his offer. I had turned him down every time, firstly, because I wasn’t interested, and secondly, because I could already see all the ways it could go wrong. I wasn’t sure how much Benji knew about my family, but if it got out that the son of Jonathan Graves was doing porn…Best not to think about it.

Reese’s eyes lingered on my face. “Good. I need you here.”

It was embarrassing how much my heart leaped at his words. “I’m not going anywhere.” This place had become my home, and I couldn’t imagine a future away from them.

Katie clapped her hands together, breaking the tension. “Good. Now get out.” She shooed me away, handing me her empty coffee cup as I stood. “We have work to do and your pretty face is just a distraction.”

Reese laughed at that, but he didn’t deny it.

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