So Did You Ever…
#31 of Confessions of a Gay Porn Star
Kurt makes a tough question on a tender Jimmy.
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Another little Jimmy piece here - this idea just...I just had to write it down. *chuckle* Hope to hear what you think about it!
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"Did you ever catch anything when you were doing what you used to do?"
Kurt popped the question while we were watching the news with a story from Washington, where the Surgeon General was making one of his grand speeches at the Lest We Forget memorial commemorating the 5th anniversary of the AIDS vaccine being FDA-approved. We were watching from the comforts of our couch, Kurt in his T-shirt and cargo pants, me in...well...don't look at me wrong. lol, wearing some silk boxers and nothing else, because I didn't mind flaunting what I got...for every year without a paunch I promised myself as many opportunities for being shirtless as possible. Watching the news with your hubby certainly was not a bad occasion for it...my arm over his shoulders on the couch, too, my fingers occasionally playing with his shoulderblade...how fluffy he felt...
Well...I turned to look at him, smiling a bit, though I'm sure my eyes were a bit more serious than they were before, but I did smile, and flick my tail against his relaxed legs.
"I'm surprised you didn't ask before," I spoke honestly.
He flicked an ear at me.
"I've seen your tests results every time we've gone to the clinic together," he replied, "I know we're both clean and it doesn't really matter, but I guess this got me thinking..."
He waved his paw quickly onto the screen where the Surgeon General still stood on a podium with parts of the infamous AIDS quilt displayed behind him as the crowds cheered.
"Heheh," I murmured, giving him a bit of squeeze with my paw...yes, on the same arm where he'd gotten his own vaccine, a bit over four years ago indeed, if I remembered it correctly...of course, as butt bandits, we got first pickings when they started vaccinating the entire population.
He was looking at me expectantly still, and I knew I was not gonna wriggle out of this one.
"Yeah, I caught something once," I said then, watching him gently.
Kurt's ears jumped, as one might expect after hearing that your boyfriend had caught an STD while filming hardcore HD pornography in his wilder days.
"Oh."
I swallowed. I could feel the insides of my ears turn hot already, because this was definitely one of the more embarrassing of my entire porn career...and it had just happened to involve the added complication of me...like Kurt put it...catching something.
"It's a really, and I mean, really stupid story," I said, "you're...well...you're probably not gonna look at me the same way again if I tell you..."
Kurt snuffled, his whiskers shaking wildly.
"Don't make it sound that dramatic," he said.
"But it is, lol," I said, "it's really embarrassing..."
He flapped his tail against mine, between our legs.
"It can't be that bad," he said.
"I didn't catch it from a fur," I said then.
That got a chortle out of him, though not a particularly happy-sounding one, it was.
"Is there something I don't know about your sexual practices?" he mused.
"Kinda," I replied. "It was a fruit, you see."
His eyes widened. I'd expected them to, anyway, lol, but they did...his muzzle didn't fall open or anything, it wasn't quite that dramatic a reaction, but he did stare at me, big eyes and surprised and...yeah....yeeeah...
"What do you mean exactly, then?"
"Just what I said," I replied, "I caught an STD, of sorts, from a fruit. A banana, actually."
"What the...?" he made a face.
My ears drooped. I patted his side gently and smiled a bit, showing teeth and all that.
"Told you."
He elbowed me harmlessly in the rest.
"Now you gotta tell me everything!"
I huffed.
"Knew you were gonna say that."
"What did you expect, saying that you had sex with a banana and got sick from it, too!"
"That's giving a lot of credit for a simple banana..."
He rolled his eyes.
"So what kind of a depraved thing led you to catching an STD from a banana?" the snow leopard questioned pointedly.
Here we go...
"Well, I did a food fetish shoot once," I replied, "it included me getting...hmm...anally penetrated by a rather large cucumber, and a banana. The doctor said that it was probably the banana that gave me thrush."
Kurt blinked.
"Thrush in the..."
"In the ass," I said, "yeah."
"Yeowch," he said, with an appropriate facial expression.
"Talk about it," I grumbled, my butthole clenching even at the memory of such an incident.
"How the hell did that happen?" Kurt asked after a moment.
"My co-star sucked on that banana a bit, and I suppose it could've been transmitted from his muzzle," I said, "it's also possible that I infected myself since I sucked on it, too, and it kinda got crushed...ah...inside me...so it could've been just the sudden addition of sugar in my ass that caused some natural strain to go berserk."
"That's unimaginably nasty," he shook his head, "I just..."
"About a week later, my ass became really itchy," I said, "that was really the only symptom...it just itched and itched..."
"Ugh..." he made an 'ugh' face, too.
"So, knowing what I did for living, I went to the walk-in clinic and asked them to swab me," I said, "and they did all the tests and they came up with thrush."
"Like on those TV ads with those cheerful sporty girls and bust housewives..." he rumbled.
"Yeah," my ears flopped. "It was so ridiculous."
"So..." he elbowed me again, " did a one-pill treatment do it for you like on those ads?"
"Don't tease me!" I shook him a little, playfully, getting tail-slapped by him.
"I wanna know!" he said. "I never knew you could catch it in the butt!"
"Neither did I!" I moaned. "And yeah, it was a pill...and a suppository..."
"HA!"
I pouted until he kissed me better.
I was glad we didn't have any bananas in the house, lol. That didn't stop Kurt from poking me with some in the supermarket the next time we went....looooooooooooooool.
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