“...but i’m pretty sure that scene is what made my career. yeah, we all know the girl is supposed to be the star but i was on fire that day and completely outshined her. the cameraman kept getting closeups of my dick and uber-hot body and i had her squealing so good. i swear she wasn’t acting or anything. made her squirt hard too.” talking about the scene in question is something that he likes to do, in the right context. it certainly did make finn famous, with both men and women, but not for any of the reasons he stated. while the cameraman did get those shots, there were also many of his ass that set the internet ablaze.
for a straight guy, getting so much sexual male attention on that area of his body is a little embarrassing, and many times downright uncomfortable. he’s trying to capitalize on his fame a bit and maybe enter a new market, thus this casting couch interview. if a bunch of fags want to watch him jerk off then he can deliver. the pay is good enough anyway. “i’m getting hard just thinking about it, i bet you liked it too,” he says, giving his interviewer behind the camera a wink. finn’s a professional, so he knows how to give a good show. he takes this chance to pull his shirt off and run a hand down his sculpted, hairy body. though he stops at the request given to him, obviously thrown off. “you want me to show off my ass first?” his smile wavers for a moment, but he doesn’t want to ruin the shoot so complies despite how it makes him feel. “alright i guess, you’re calling the shots.” finn stands, turns around, and bends over, the fabric of his jeans stretching to hold the massive bulge of his glutes. “i’m new to the gay shit, sorry. i don’t have a dance or anything prepared.”
