Photograghic Memory

Photographic Memory
Word Count:2184
Warning: Some more of those animals again and a mention of bondage and watersports. They are talking about the pictures.
Disclaimer: This is fiction, I don't know the characters and am making no claims about their personal lives. No profit being made.

"Chapter 4"
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As the sun came up and Viggo busied himself with the different things he needed to do, the events of the wee-hours seemed more distant and unreal.
During the course of the day he left a message on Elijah's cell to call him back when he got home. He was in the kitchen painting when the phone rang.

"What's up?" Elijah sounded tense.

"Well, hello to you too."

"I got your message. Is something wrong?"

"No. What makes you think something is wrong?"

"Well... you left a message for me to call. Just to call. Viggo, that isn't a.. normal message from you. Usually, you tend to have more to say, you know.. about the trees and clouds and whatever runs into your line of vision."

Viggo chuckled, "I was in the middle of something when I called you."

"Oh." Elijah still sounded uncertain.

"Are you at home?"

"Yeah. So, nothing is wrong?"

"No, I'm planning a party, a little get-together, I was wondering if you could make it."

"Just give me the date and I'll see what I can do."

"Halloween." Viggo waited as he heard Lija clicking at a keyboard.

"Just checking my schedule.." Elijah muttered absently. Viggo had a sneaking hunch that if there were a conflict Lija would fix it.

"Hey! That works perfectly! So, are you finally going to let people see this secret hideaway you bought?" The excitement that Elijah was so famous for was returning to his voice. Lija loved parties. Hell, Elijah loved everything.. too much, sometimes.

"Yes, and you do know how I love Halloween." He said it with a smirk, waiting for Elijah's reaction.

"Only person I know of that has it written into his contracts that he doesn't work on Halloween. What did you call it? Oh yeah, “A day for refection”. You know, if I didn't know you so well I would think you were weird. Since I do know you, I'm convinced of it."

"All Hallows Eve, a good day for inner reflection."

"I remember that crazy seance we had in New Zealand, scared the hell out of Billy." Elijah laughed. "Who are you inviting?"

"It's just a small gathering, fortunately everyone's schedules are working with me. Even Orli has managed some time off. That, my friend, is a miracle. That agent of his likes to keep him busy. She says it keeps him out of trouble."

"Viggo, you didn't answer me, who are you inviting?" Elijah's tone was more guarded now.

"You, Dom, Billy, Sean, and of course Orlando, he does live here."

"So, including you, it's just the six of us?"

"A small get-together." Vig replied.

"Sounds, uh,.. Sounds like fun." Viggo could hear the forced cheer in the man's voice.

"Just like at that 'crazy seance' you mentioned. I'm hoping we can do that again, if Billy's willing."

"Hmmm," was all Elijah said.

"I know exactly what you are thinking." Viggo grinned.

I seriously doubt that, is what he was thinking. What Elijah said was.. "And what's that?"

"Where will everyone sleep?" This was the part he loved, toying with them.

"Noo.. not, not exactly."

"Something on your mind, Lija, just spit it out."

"That seance, that, yeah. Um.. what ever happened to those pictures you took, you plan on taking anymore?"

"Well, I just never know when I will be inspired by artistic beauty."

"Okay, Vig, I love you like a brother, but you do know that what you are referring to as 'artistic beauty' some people call pornography. Gay porn, to be exact."

"There is porn, and then there is art. I don't do porn."

"Uh-huh."

"I have some great shots of you."

"Yeah."

"Some of which are very...artistic."

"..."

"In fact, I have some rather *artistic* ones that really show your talents."

Elijah had no idea how to respond.

"I especially like the ones of you with Sean."

When there was still no sound from Elijah, Viggo was about to ask if he was still there.

"Viggo," Elijah fought to shake off memories and grappled for words.

"I must admit the leather was a nice touch," Viggo continued.

"Yeah... well... you know.."

"We all knew you were the submissive type, Lij, but I must admit I was surprised at how far you went with it." He paused just a few seconds, "When Sean asked you to.."

"Alright, enough! I get the picture!!" Elijah interrupted loudly.

"No, but I did.”

"I remember." All humor was gone from Elijah's voice.

"You remember the whip?"

"Painfully so."

"Do you remember.."

"You showed me the pictures and I'll bet you are looking at them right now."

"Of course."

"I was hoping you had maybe... I don't know, burned them by now."

"No, and that suggestion has already been made."

"It's a good idea. Maybe a vote?"

"Actually, I'm thinking about framing some."

"Framed, gay, pornography is not something I think you want your son to see."

"One, I don't do porn. Two, they wouldn't be anywhere that Henry could accidentally see them. Third, and most importantly, my photos are art."

"Viggo, being fucked while rimming someone doesn't really qualify as art."

"I guess it just depends on which side of the camera you are on." He was fighting so hard to keep from laughing.

Elijah sighed, he could think of a few things he would like to do with that camera.
"Um, Viggo, we really need to talk about that, um.. those, uh, pictures, that is" Elijah stammered.

"They are among my favorites, you know." Viggo's face actually hurt from not laughing.

"Viggo, Buddy, Pal, Mate.. you are like a brother to me..."

"Not that night I wasn't, unless you are into incest."

"Yeah.. okay, listen, no shit now dude, if they ever got out... You know, I lie awake at night sometimes and worry about that."

"Here's the one of you with Billy.."

"Uh huh, Viggo.."

"And then Dom.."

"Right. Listen, Viggo.."

"I often regret not getting a shot of Orli's face when you grabbed his pants, pulled them down, and tried to.."

"Oh, Christ."

"You almost got your tongue in before he got away from you."

"As I recall, you pulled him away from me. His pants were still around his ankles and he fell, landing on you. Too bad nobody got a picture of that. The two of you just laying there staring at each other." Elijah shot back, he was losing his patience.

"Sean said it tickled like "Bloody hell" when you tried it on him." He flipped to the next picture, totally ignoring Elijah's comeback. "The next shot has you licking his cum off your face, guess he liked it."

"Jesus, Viggo, just name your price, already."

"What!? We are all friends, Man, don't worry. Real good friends from what I can see here."

Dead silence from Elijah's end.

"You still there?" Viggo finally asked, after several minutes slipped by.

"Yes."

"The shots I took in the bedroom are the best."

"Oh, please remind me. I'm not being tortured enough."

"You licking your own cum off the floor is too cute."

"Oh, I bet."

"You shouldn't bet, Elijah, that's what led to the ones with the dog. Whatever happened to him?"

"I am sure I don't know." Elijah was torn between anger and embarrassment.

"Really? I thought he liked you, what with the way he started licking you after you let him.."

"YOU SUCK, VIGGO!!" Anger won.

"Noooo, you sucked Viggo. I got the picture to prove it," he laughed.

That bastard is actually laughing, Elijah thought. "I need a shower, I feel dirty," he mumbled. Time for embarrassment to take over.

"Oh, Sweetheart, don't. You were the life of the party. It was just us guys, you have nothing to feel dirty about. It was just good, clean, fun. Well, maybe not clean, but you know what I mean." He paused momentarily, "Did you see the last ones from New Zealand I developed?"

An audible sigh was heard from Elijah's end. "New Zealand was beautiful, any chance they are scenery?"

How cute, Viggo thought, he actually sounds hopeful. "Nooo."

"I see.. people?"

"Well, yes, and a few animals and other.... accessories."

Fuck, fuck, FUCK, was all Elijah's brain registered.

"Vig?"

"Yes?"

"This party you are having, what kind of party did you say it was going to be, again?"

"A Halloween party. You know fake spider webs, scary stories, that sort of thing. Don't worry, I'll have plenty to drink. Food too." Viggo was sounding irritatingly chipper.

"And your handy, dandy, camera, right?"

"I do have some wonderful shots of you." He held the pictures near the phone so Elijah could hear him thumbing through them. "Here's one of you and Sean, scared the hell out of him the first time he saw it. Not exactly a very, mmmm, manly position, what with his knees drawn up like that."

"Sean.. " Elijah had grown very quiet.

"The handcuffs and bondage was an interesting twist. I didn't know you were really into that stuff."

"I'm not! Never! What the hell are you talking about?"

"Don't you remember?"

Elijah was trying hard to remember., Yes, he remembered Sean. When he found out Sean was bi he pretty much threw himself at the man. Lija had been very drunk and anything Sean suggested sounded like a good idea. With Viggo snapping pictures the whole time.
The dog, unfortunately, he remembered that too. When he realized it was a dog, (Where in hell did that dog come from?), he tried to push it off. Billy had grabbed his head and said in no uncertain terms, "you are NOT stopping now!" He could have tried harder, but, it had felt sooo.. different. It's amazing the things that can seem acceptable, even enjoyable, when you are drunk out of your mind.
Handcuffs seemed to ring a bell... That's right, and a damn cock ring. He remembered crying and begging Viggo to take it off after what seemed like hours of Vig and Sean messing with him.

"I passed out after you finally took that damn cock ring off!"

"Are you saying you don't remember anything else?"

"No! I passed out."

"No, Elijah, you had a black out."

"Don't tell me that. Why haven't you mentioned this before? You never showed me anymore pictures!" Lija was really getting scared.

About that time, Dom was walking out of the kitchen and quickly stepped back inside the doorway so Elijah wouldn't see him.
He had only seen the pictures Viggo had taken of him. From Elijah's reaction, it sounded like there were more.
The guys had talked about those pictures, without Viggo. They had estimated that there were about 24, which was bad enough. This was going from bad to worse.

Viggo was calmly explaining to Elijah that he simply hadn't developed this roll. He had been so busy and all.

"Another roll? Is it just me?"

"Oh no, not all of these were taken that night."

"When, exactly, were they taken?"

"In New Zealand."

"I kind of figured that! When, where, in New Zealand?"

"You really don't remember any other times you may have had your photo taken?"

"NO!"

"You sound angry."

Elijah took a deep breath, anger would not be a good idea, right now. "No, no.. I'm not angry. Well, maybe at myself, I really don't remember any other photos, Vig."

"Let's see.. in this one I had just removed the cock ring and you came like Hell."

"I was very.. uh.. relieved." Elijah responded, trying to stay calm.

"Relieved, uh huh. In this one Sean is relieving himself."

"What's that got to do with me?"

"On you. I really didn't know you were into that."

"I'm not! NEVER!! Never before, never since! Shit!"

"No, I draw the line at that," Viggo responded.

"Damn, Viggo, you have standards! No shitting on people! Well, I guess that's a good place to draw the line."

"You sound angry, again."

"No," *inhale* "I'm," *exhale* "not." Stay calm, he kept telling himself. "Viggo," in the sweetest voice he could muster, "How many pictures do you have?"

"Sixty-eight, total."

"Jumping Jesus Christ, that's a lot of pictures."

"Yeah, I really should get a photo album."

"Sure, you could leave it on the coffee table for guests to flip through when they come over."

"That's a thought."

"Sarcasm, Viggo, sarcasm." Elijah was rubbing his forehead, he felt a headache coming on.

Dom leaned back against the wall. He felt nauseous. Elijah's reaction to the grand total, oh man, he did not want to think about it.

Using his sexy, sultry voice, Viggo said "So Elijah, are you coming?"

"Sounds like I already did, a few times too many." Elijah felt utterly defeated.

Viggo chuckled, "To the party?"

"Wild horses couldn't keep me away."

"Well, judging by some of these pictures, you, and Billy, better just keep the hell away from my horses."

"No problem, Vig, no problem."

"See you Halloween, Elijah."

Hanging up the phone Viggo started laughing so hard he had tears running down his face. He so had these guys by the balls.
~Continued~