Vortex Beef

Ramon laughed at the other’s comment. “To be fair to them they do see you talking to a bunch of porn stars so they probably assume that if they are a good enough fuck you’ll give them a job.” Which wasn’t that far from the truth. It may not have been Roman that the ex gogo boy fucked to get the job he had now but it was someone. He smiled at the fans most of them not knowing who he was just seeing that he was dressed similar to the other vortex stars walking around and getting excited. He patted the older man on the back, “Besides you kind of just give off the vibe being all stoic and withdrawn it’s. Mysterious.”   “But that isn’t why im here i was. wondering if you have any sunblock i thought i put enough on this morning and i left my bag back at the studio cause i didn’t think i would need it.”  He knew he didn’t have to but he punctuated his request with his best puppy dog face. 

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“I don’t even think it’s about wanting to hook up with someone,” Roman argued, shaking his head lightly. Sure, most of the people that approached him that called him Daddy usually had that in the back of their mind, but he knew that some people liked to be called Daddy even outside of the bedroom - it was part of a power thing - and he couldn’t understand it. “I think it’s their way of trying to show respect, but even still... why Daddy? Why not ‘sir’? Is it just because I’m an older gay man? I don’t really get the whole... daddy thing so I guess it just goes over my head.”

Still, a chuckle left his lips as Ramon spoke up, and he couldn’t help but shake his head lightly. “No, no... I don’t have any sunblock... I’m not really planning to be out here too long,” he spoke as he moved to reach into his pocket, pulling out a cigarette and a lighter. “I’ll probably be heading home here in an hour or so. Who knows what I’ll get into tonight?”

Jasper blinked, looked up at the taller man who had begun speaking. He wasn’t sure if he was being spoken to or if there was someone close to him who had earned the man’s speech instead.

“I think it’s common.” He said. “People who have big shoulders and big muscles and… and are tall.” His voice was barely a whisper. He was nervous around new men, and being hired privately by Nate meant he hadn’t met a lot of the Vortex employees, which he knew this man was because he had looked at the website and seen some pictures of some of the higher up employees.

“I think some mean it and when you react badly, they can make it a joke.” He said,eyes averted, hands wringing in front of himself. It brought to light the leather collar around his neck, the padlock that kept it closed.

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Truthfully, Roman hadn’t found himself speaking to anyone in particular - really, he was just musing out loud, finding it ridiculous that people looked at him and immediately thought of him as a daddy. “Don’t get me wrong, I can understand why someone would look at me and label me as a ‘daddy’ but, really, if I wanted to be a father I’d have had kids when I had the chance.” Having been married to a woman in his youth, back when he was still trying to convince himself and his family that he was straight, he knew that he would’ve been able to have children if he truly wanted them.

“I don’t know... I just don’t like that that’s the go-to for some people. What ever happened to the good ol’ fashioned sir? It’s something you can use in both professional and personal settings...” It was, really, what he preferred to be called in the bedroom, but that was neither here nor there. “I don’t know... I just think you shouldn’t approach someone you don’t know and call them by something you don’t know how they’ll react to.”

The photography studio was lively with music as Christopher was the last one remaining. The young man leaned back on his chair and propped his legs up on the makeshift desk, laying casually as he uploaded and reviewed the raw pictures that he took today on his computer. Chris was rather concentrated in his work until he heard some footsteps during the silence of one song transitioning to the next. “Oh my god,” he said startled, almost falling from his comfortable position. “How long have you been there?” But as he recomposed, he sat up correctly and offered a wide grin, jarring how quickly he managed to gather himself. “But what’s up, how can I help?”

@vortexstarts​

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If Damon knew anything about Roman after working with him for twenty years, it was how private and insular the guy could be. He didn’t see it as a problem or personality defect; Damon identified with those qualities more than he didn’t. The only difference was that Damon had an exhibitionist streak in him that emerged over his introverted qualities, for better or worse.

“I know what you mean, unfortunately,” Damon smirks. “I turn forty and all of a sudden any guy I hook up with wants to call me daddy even when I’m the one taking a dick up my ass. I actually kinda like it, but maybe ask me first y’know? I already feel old enough as it is. Surprised to see you out here, though. Thought this wasn’t really your scene? It’s not my scene either, but you’re not the one getting paid to parade around in these tight little shorts like a Disney World character—”

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There were many people that Roman had met over the course of working at the studio, especially considering that he had worked at the studio since it had come into fruition, but there were always some that Roman found himself having a special place in his heart for - and one of them was Damon. Of course, as a private person, Roman wasn’t entirely one that often showed his affection so freely, but he couldn’t stop the small smile pull at the corners of his lips as Damon spoke.

A chuckle left his lips as Damon agreed with him, finding the words humorous - but also something that Roman wouldn’t have found himself saying... at least not in a public setting. Were they alone or drinking, he’d have told him that there was nothing wrong with bottoms being respected or being given such titles... he himself enjoyed being called sir even when he was getting fucked, but that was neither here nor there.

“If one more guy comes up to me and asks me to be their daddy, I’m going to...” Roman paused then, only to chuckle and shake his head. “I don’t know what I’m going to do, but my point is... why do guys assume that, just because I’m an older gay male, I enjoy being called daddy?”