Hitting the high notes

 

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Today, Danny came into the studio with a big smile on his face.

“I’ve got something for you”, he announced, waving a DVD.

“What is it?” I asked him.

He placed the DVD on my desk. It was unmarked.

“It’s been a few weeks since you asked me to track down Zac Efron”, Danny said, sitting down next to me.

I nodded. “Our members want him to be our next Special Guest Star.”

Danny grinned and leaned back on his seat. “It wasn’t easy. With the High School Musical franchise and all that stuff, I had some trouble reaching him.” He paused.

I looked at him. “So?”

“Well”, Danny said slowly, looking at his fingernails. “I talked to a couple of friends who talked to a couple of their friends who talked to a couple of their friends.”

I nodded, waiting for Danny to spill the beans.

“Well”, Danny looked at me, beaming with pride. “I found him.”

“Great!”

Danny nodded. “A guy who was the assistant of an assistant of the personal assistant to ‘Mr Efron’ on ‘Hairspray’ happens to be an old friend of mine.” He winked at me. “A fuck-buddy, to be precise.”

I chuckled.

“And he gave me Zac’s cell phone number and this”, he pointed at the DVD.

I put the DVD into the player.

“Behind the scenes of ‘Hairspray’”, Danny said.

“I haven’t seen it, yet”, I said, watching the screen.

“Oh, you should. It’s a great movie”, Danny said.

We looked at the screen.

A shaky camera was filming on a movie set that seemed to be a bedroom.

“That buddy of yours filmed this?”

Danny nodded. “They are about to do a scene with Zac. He is gonna sing ‘Without love’ in Tracy’s bedroom.”

I looked at him. “Tracy is…”

Danny raised his eyebrows. “The main character. Zac plays her love interest. You should see the movie.”

On the screen, a couple of crew members were walking around.

Then Zac Efron entered the set. The 20 year old heartthrob looked great and was sporting a sixties haircut.

“Hey”, he said casually, greeting someone behind the camera.

“Hey, Zac”, the unseen guy responded.

Behind Zac, a young, black guy appeared.

“That’s Elijah Kelley”, Danny said. “He plays Seaweed.”

I looked at Danny.

Danny sighed. “You should see the movie!”

The black guy, Elijah, walked up to Zac and put his arms around his shoulder. “Big scene, huh?”

Zac shrugged. “Easy.”

Elijah grinned. “You sure you’re gonna hit the high notes in the chorus?”

Zac looked at him. “Huh?”

“Well, we thought we might help you with that”, Elijah grinned.

At that moment, a couple of guys appeared behind Zac.

Some were in costume, wearing sixties clothes, others seemed to be wearing their normal clothes.

Two guys grabbed Zac’s arms, one took care of his upper body, while two other’s grabbed his legs and lifted him off the ground, spreading his legs wide.

They were laughing and cheering.

Zac seemed to be confused, but he laughed along. “Wait! What are you---“

Elijah was standing between his spread legs, his eyes on Zac’s groin. He grinned and balled his fist. Then he sent it smashing down into Zac Efron’s most private area, crunching his nuts and making the hot, young actor scream in pain.

“That was a bit flat, wasn't it?” one of the other guys shouted, eliciting laughs from the rest of them.

“Stop!” Zac was grimacing in pain, yet laughing at the same time. “Stop it!”

“Sing for us”, Elijah grinned.

Zac laughed, struggling and trying to get out of his hapless position.

Elijah hammered down again. His fist connected with Zac’s nuts with a dull thud, and some of the guys grimaced in sympathy. The others laughed.

Zac groaned.

“Sing it”, Elija grinned.

“Damn”, Zac moaned.

Elija balled his fist again.

“Okay, okay”, Zac groaned hoarsely. Then he started to sing some part of a song. “Without lo-o-o-o-ve…”

Elijah shook his head and smiled. “That’s not right. I guess it takes a bit of physical help, doesn’t it?”

The guys roared with approval.

Zac didn’t seem to agree. “No, wait, please, Elijah---“

Another hard punch found its way into Zac’s crotch, cracking his nuts and making Zac let out a high-pitched wail.

“That sounds more like it”, Elijah grinned and nodded at his friends.

They let go off Zac who collapsed on the ground, clutching his crotch.

Elijah knelt down next to him and patted his back, grinning. “I guess you’ll do fine, now.”

Zac coughed and smiled weakly. “Yeah, I guess…”

Elijah chuckled. “If you need any more help---“

Zac chuckled, grimacing in pain. “I’ll call you. Sure.”

Elijah laughed and left the room with his buddies. “Break a leg…”

Zac groaned.

He was on the ground for maybe a minute or two, nursing his balls.

Then he got up and adjusted his crotch, grimacing in pain, but with an amused expression on his face.

“Zac, ready?” someone shouted.

Zac closed his eyes and nodded. “Sure.”

The DVD ended.

I looked at Danny who grinned at me. “And he has agreed to come to our studio?”

Danny nodded, smiling. “Yup.”

I smiled and patted Danny’s shoulder. “I owe you!”

Danny grinned and shrugged.

We went to the kitchen and had a cup of coffee. Twenty minutes later, he left.

“I’m gonna go to the movies with Lauren”, he said, walking out the door.

“Lauren?” I said, raising my eyebrows.

Danny turned around and smiled at me. “My new girlfriend.”

“Oh, congratulations”, I said. “Since when?”

“Last month”, Danny said and reached for his wallet. “Wanna see a picture?”

I shrugged. I wasn’t particularly interested in Danny’s girlfriend, but I didn’t want to disappoint him.

I looked at the photo. The girl was in her early twenties, blond, with a cute face, very attractive, with large breasts and showing a lot of cleavage in her tight tank top.

“Nice”, I said.

Danny nodded.

“Have fun”, I said, smiling.

He looked at me, puzzled.

“At the movies”, I grinned.

Danny chuckled and left.

I closed the door behind him and decided to take another look at the DVD. Maybe I was even going to rent "Hairspray" tonight...