porchlightfairy

The paper cover is being held together with duct tape. In permanent marker in thick black letters is the phrase "Real Steel." You were aware of a more modern movie of the same name but nothing from whatever decade this could be from. The mystery enticed you. Maybe it was a home video of some kind. Or maybe it was ripped version of Terminator on VHS. You pick up a few others and go find your friends.

"Today was a bust. Did you find anything good?" Santos asks.

"I found some tapes that are pretty cool. I might have found Terminator on tape." You hand her the tape.

"Real Steel… I feel like they would just put Terminator on it if it was that." She hands it back.

"Then it's a home movie of some kind, like an indie film." You shrug, "I don't know, the thick letters enticed me."

"And I bet something bright and shiny would too."

You roll your eyes and head to check out. You and your friends part ways after having lunch together and you head home to test your VHS tapes. The movies were fine but some of the home tapes seemed to have been overwritten a few times so you get some birthday parties and live birth footage in the mix.

It's after dinner that you finally get around to Real Steel. You turn off all the lights and sit in front of your small CRT television. The tape was already wound so you hit play. No home trailers play so it's not a ripped movie like you presumed. Then your eyes widen when the screen goes black. In big red glowing letters is the viewer discretion. It wasn't like the ones for the usual movies. This was in a league of its own; X-rated.

The video begin to play and you are instantly confronted with naked men and woman having sex. Little snippets of what was to come. You are shocked, to say the least, and go to turn it off but as you reach for the stop button, you see it. A flash of an arm on the screen with a tattoo. You've seen that tattoo before, you think. It was hard to see the clip was fast. You needed to see it again.

You sit back against the end of your bed near the tv as you come to terms with the fact that you were going to watch a porno. One that has now piqued your interest; it was clear from the B-roll after the porn snippets that it was a local porno. You recognize the bridges and certain streets as Pittsburgh. It was about "steel-workers" getting fired by sexy business women— it's actually unclear what the real conflict is but it's clear that they are in construction of some kind and the women are wearing power suits and pencil skirts. The man are wearing cut t-shirts, hard hats, and keep mentioning steel.

The acting is horrible. You can't hear what any of them are saying but you guess that it doesn't matter because people just watch these for the sex. You don't see the tattoo on the men in the scenes and fast forward a bit. The sex was nothing to write home about so you cut through that too.

You are about to call it quits and go to bed for the night when you see someone who looks oddly familiar. You sit up and your eyes widen, "No fucking way."

On your television, standing shirtless, is your boss and attending, Dr. Robby. He had longer hair but his signature beard. He must have been a second year resident in this. It was him alright; there were his tattoos on his arms. Amor Fati and Memento Mori on his right and left arms respectively. You couldn't believe it. It was really him.

You reach for the stop button again but stop yourself. You've seen enough to report back to your friends and tease him about it. But it was a porno… he was going to get naked in a few minutes. You were curious to what it looked like. Slowly, you withdraw your hand and sit a bit closer to the tv as you watch.

You can't tell if it's because you're paying more attention or the sound quality got better but you are now aware of what's happening in this exact scene with Robby and this woman. He's the last to leave and she wants him gone. He's not paying attention as she tries to seduce him. She bends over to lean out of a window and he glances at her butt.

You bite your lip as you watch his expression. You were getting hot over this. Everyone would think you were crazy if you kept watching but you don't look away.

The woman is in his personal space now, she's rubbing circles on his chest. His hand reaches behind her and lifts her skirt. They start to kiss; it's hungry and intense. You can't help but wonder if it's really how Robby kisses. Subconsciously, you wet your lips as you watch on.

He puts the woman on a half wall to sit before he trails kisses down her chest. You jump when he tears the buttons off her shirt to expose more of her chest. He rips her stockings and pulls down her underwear. He gets on his knees and licks between her legs and starts to eat her pussy. This was the snippet you saw. His face obscured by her thighs but his tattooed arm is exposed to the camera as he holds her firm.

After the woman cums, Robby pulls her off the wall and leans against it. Then he pushes the woman on her knees— oh goodness— he's unbuckling his belt. Your eyes are glued to the screen you feel the images being burned in your eyes by the second.

The woman helps pull down his pants with his underwear and there you see it in all its glory. You stare agape at the sight of his dick. It's thick, with a strong vein up the side; circumcised with a dark pink head. The woman can't even fit it in her mouth. Your mouth begins to water as you stare.

You've never noticed it before. You've never cared to. There was no reason to be thinking about your attending's dick while you worked. Now— oh god, now— you couldn't not think about it.

He grunts as he tries to push his dick further in the woman's mouth. She gets about half way before she's gagging on it and has to take it out to breathe. You are starting to get frustrated. She's just wasting it. If it was you— pause— you shake the thought from your head.

There's an up-close shot of her trying again. As the camera gets close, you notice something on Robby. Just above his pubes— nicely groomed, by the way— there's another tattoo. You look closer, "hic et nunc." Here and now. You cover your mouth in disbelief. You were aware of the rumors of Robby's serial dating but that phrase on that part of the body meant something more significant: Robby fucks.

In the video, Robby is fucking the girl. They're on some floor futon and he is pile driving into her. You don't know if it's authentic or not. Everything about this film reads amateur but that woman is moaning so intensely you aren't sure if she's playing it up. You are so wet right now; you are getting actively aroused by watching your attending— when he was young— fuck the brains out of this woman.

He's vocal too. Moaning with the woman, telling her how good her pussy feels, how tight it is. It almost, almost, reminds you of when he praises you. He picks up his speed and you are staring at the tattoo on his pubic area as he continues to ram into her. He finishes inside the girl and the camera zooms in on the woman's blissed out face. "Now that's some real steel." She says. And the credits roll.

"Holy shit." You finally blink after what feels like minutes. You don't know what to do. In about eight hours, you are going to have to pretend like you didn't see your attending's porn. You would also have to pretend you didn't get aroused by it. You wonder what it looks like now. You slap your hands on your cheeks, "Don't think that!" You cover your face with your hands, "What am I going to do?"

You stay like that for a moment. Then, you remove your hands and hit the rewind button on the VCR. You stop it at the right part; as Robby and the woman scene begins. You hit play and watch it once more.

Three times, four times, five times; you watch the scene. You had no shame at the time. You were horny and unfulfilled, so you took care of it. You applaud your horny forefathers who came before and had to do this level of rewinding so they could get off. You crashed afterward, you have no idea what time it was when you went to sleep.

Your alarm wakes you up the next day— or rather the few hours you slept— and you see you've slept through your first alarm. You were now behind. You rush around your room getting ready. You go to the bathroom and see how fucked up you look. You looked like the woman in the movie. You wash your face and brush your teeth then grab some breakfast on the go.

You barely arrive on time. As the morning crew does the trade with night crew, you don't dare look at Robby. You eyes bounce around the room avoiding him and look at everyone else. You take a few patients from the night shift.

"Good morning." Robby approaches you, "You were almost late today, everything okay?"

"Yeah, just a late night." You smile. You were actively fighting the internal battle to not look down at his crotch as you both stand there.

"That's unlike you." He says.

"I can assure you, it was nothing." You wave away his concern. Your eyes drop for a second to his lower half then to the floor then roll around back up at his face. "I should probably get going."

Later on, he is talking to the med-student who presented to you. As he speaks, you can't help but stare at his lips. You lick your lips as you watch his move. You wonder what they feel like. Was it for the video or does he kiss as intensely in real life?

You notice the med student staring at you and you snap back to reality. You turn to see Robby also looking at you. "I… concur." You grin awkwardly. His brows furrow slightly but he dismisses you and the student.

Another time, you bump into him as he comes out of the bathroom. You're sputtering an apology, unintentionally making a big deal. Your mind shows you images of him holding his fat dick in his hand as he pisses. He holds his hands out to slow you down. "It's fine. It's not that serious."

"Right. Sorry, again." You rush past him.

After a few hours, you think you finally have a handle on your emotions. During a trauma, you work with Robby. You are focused on putting a chest tube in you don't notice Robby moving around the bed. When you finish, you back up, right into him. You feel it. You feel his dick rub against your butt. It shocks you; it excites you.

You let out a quiet gasp then speak, "Sorry." You step forward again and continue working on the patient. Your mind is at war trying to stay in the moment with the patient and not on that stupid sex tape.

After the patient is transferred to surgery, you are quick to try and leave. You peel off your gloves and set your goggles down. Maybe you should splash some cold water on your face. You need to relax.

"Do you have a minute?" Robby asks.

You freeze, "Uhm, sure."

"Let's go talk outside for a minute." He beckons you to the ambulance bay. You follow him nervously. Why did you have to be a pervert? Why couldn't you have been normal?

"Am I in trouble?" You ask.

"No, nothing like that. I've just been worried about you today. You've been acting a little… strange."

You let out an awkward laugh, "What? It's just been one of those days, you know."

"To be more specific, you've been acting weird towards me." He crosses his arms, "Have I done something recently that may have warranted this?"

"No! Robby, I swear, there hasn't been anything. It's um… just… I don't know how to explain it."

"Well, I'm patient."

"I was afraid, you would say that," You mutter. "I don't want to make this weird."

"It's fine. Nothing could make this day as weird as it has—"

"I found a porno called Real Steel at the thrift store and I watched it last night without knowing what it was. I was going to turn it off but then I saw your arm and thought no way was it really you? And then I watched the whole thing until I saw that it was really you and I could have stopped but I didn't and I watched you have sex with that woman— more like pounded, you were going ham— and then I should have probably went to bed after that but I didn't and I watched it a few more times and may or may not have gotten off to it." You take a breath.

"— felt." Robby stares at you unblinking. Before he can say anything else, an ambulance pulls in.

You walk in with the gurney and Robby is still reeling from what you said. You notice how he seems distracted. Maybe you could have omitted some parts of that confession but you didn't think about it at the time. You think after you're done with the patient, Robby will be avoiding you for the rest of shift. He'll probably schedule you for a different shift so he never has to see you again. You'll be labeled a pervert and be forced out of the hospital. And your only source of comfort will be that stupid porno.

"To watch it multiple times, you must have liked it a lot." His voice startles you as you come out of the patient's room.

"Uh… maybe." You bite your lip.

"I forgot I even did that movie." He chuckles, "You found it at a thrift store?"

"Uh huh. I thought it was the Terminator." You explain.

"And yet you kept watching." He smirks, "You weren't exactly avoiding me today. If anything, I think you were tempted by the video."

"I- I wouldn't say that." You stammer.

"I heard that little noise you made in the trauma room."

You purse your lips as you try to make up an excuse.

"Do you want to see it?"

"Yes." The word falls out of your mouth before you can even think. Of course you want to see. You dreamed about it. You thought about it all day like a pervert.

"Eager. I like that." He chuckles, "Come over tonight and I'll show you."

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You stand outside Robby's front door bouncing on the balls of your feet. You were nervous the whole ride over. You've only had this dream for a night and it was already coming true. You rub your lips together before knocking on the door.

Robby opens it and smiles at you, "Good evening."

"Hi." You grin. He lets you in and you follow him to the living room. You've been to his house once before but this was a different context. You sit on the couch as he goes to the kitchen.

"Water?"

"Sure." You say. You're going to need it for later, you think.

He hands you the glass and you take a small sip before setting it down on his coffee table. He sits beside you and slaps his thighs, "So, what did you think of the movie?"

"Honestly?" You turn to him, "It was not good."

"Yeah, everyone was either really high, really drunk, or needed the cash at the end of the week." He chuckles, "I had rent due and needed some extra change."

"So you did an adult film?" You giggle.

"They were asking for guys that were 'well endowed.'" He says, "I was desperate. I thought nobody in my professional life would see that. With the rise of CDs and the change to digital film and tv, I thought I was going to get away with it. Curse you, young adults who desire to maintain physical property."

"Yeah, darn it." You say sarcastically. Your eyes move from his face to his sweatpants. You can see the outline of it through the fabric. You mouth starts to water.

"Wow, you sure are hungry for it."

"Huh?" You look back up at his face.

"Go ahead, take it out." He leans back against the couch.

You slide off the couch and get between his legs. You take his waistband and pull it down with his underwear. Your eyes light up at the sight of his pubes. There, among the salt and pepper hair, is the tattoo: hic et nunc. "Here and now." You whisper. You lick over the words and kiss the spot.

"Mm~ I got it in college. Someone in my dorm knew how to do stick-and-pokes."

"That's hot." You smile up at him. You pull his pants down lower and pull his dick from his pants. It was older looking, as was he, but it was remotely similar. Still big enough to do the job.

You lick a stripe up one side and suck on the head. Robby moans slightly as you do. You stop and sit back. "I want you to stand up while I do it. Like the video."

"Okay." He gets off the catch and pulls off his pants completely.

"Don't get worried about me, now." You take his dick again. After a few deep breaths, you put the head in your mouth. You place your hands on the back of his thighs and push his dick further in your mouth until your nose reaches his pubic bone.

"Shiiit~" He throws his head back, "I can feel your throat."

You pull him backwards then forwards until he gets the hint. He takes the sides of your face and thrusts into you mouth. Your throat tightens with every push.

"Fuck. Is this what you wanted? All day you were just thinking about my cock in your mouth." You look up at him and bat your eyelashes. He moans at the sight.

Robby has not been with a woman who could take him like you did. Your nose was against his belly. You were inhaling his dick with no issue. He could cum from this, but he didn't want that.

"I'm gonna pull out. If I cum now, we won't be able to continue." He chuckles. You whine before you reluctantly pull off. Spit drips from his dick and your mouth as you catch your breath. "To my bedroom."

Robby takes you to his room and you sit on his bed. He takes your face in his hand and kiss you intensely. You moan against his lips and begin to strip off your bottoms. When you separate, he helps you remove your shirt. "You're so beautiful."

He pushes you on the bed and the two of you move to the center of his pillows. He kisses down your body and drags his tongue down your groin stopping at your inner thigh. This part was your favorite in the film. The way he had the woman on the wall. You had never been so jealous. Now, he was between your legs. He slips your thighs over his shoulders and presses the flat of his tongue against your pussy lips.

You feel his lips surround your clit and suck on it. Then, he pushes his tongue into your pussy. You ride against his face as you moan. This is better than you imagine. You could cum from his mouth alone.

You roll your hips a little faster as he laps you up. You repeat his name over and over as you ride his tongue. Your voice gets higher and higher.

Robby pulls away an wipes his face, "Not yet. I want to give you what you really want."

He grabs a condom from the nightstand and rolls it on his dick. You bite your lip in anticipation as you feel the head press against your entrance. You throw your head back as you feel it push further and further. You basically go cross-eyed.

You thighs are on top of Robby's, your ass is elevated from the bed. He leans forward and asks, "Are you ready?"

You nod your head rapidly, "Yes, god, yes."

He pulls out of you and slams back in. He continues until he picks a slow and deep rhythm. You hold on to his shoulders as he keeps going. You're moaning into his ear and spreading your toes. You are in pure bliss.

"You're taking it so well. How bad did you want this?"

"So bad, Robby~"

"I hear it in your voice. You're practically in heat taking this cock."

It's better than your toys. It's better than your fingers. It's better than the movie. You don't want it to stop. You could do this forever. "Robby~ Don't stop~ Faster I need it deeper~"

"So desperate." He chides. "I'll make sure you cum too."

He hunches over with his head beside yours. He picks up speed with every thrust until your crying in his ear. You drag your nails down his back as you feel yourself getting close. "Robby~ Oh god~! Robby!"

Robby slams into and grunts as he cums into the condom. You shake through your orgasm as it rips through your core. You catch your breath as he sits on the edge of the bed, removing the condom.

You sit up and sigh, "That was amazing."

He chuckles, out of breath, "Glad you thought so. It felt good to relive the golden days."

"If you ever want to do it again, I'd be more than happy to."

"Thanks." He smirks, "You know, I was in a few other movies."

"What?" You gape.

"I think they're in storage. Let me find them for you and maybe we can do some other reenactments." He winks.

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