Job opportunity

"Sooooo...." Xander drawled as he tried to work out what to say.

"Sew buttons." Buffy sniped back.

Clearing his throat Xander pressed ahead. There had to be a deliacte way to ask Buffy if she was going to do porn like her Mom apparently was. "Soooo is there... are there... job prospects in the adult film business?"

Buffy gave him the side eye. "Why?"

"No reason. No reason." Xander quickly said.

Buffy gave him a once over from head to toe, "Dont tell me you wanna do porn."

"Uh... curiosity mostly." Xander hedged, not willing to admitting to fantasizing about Buffy as a porn star. Especially to Buffy.

"Well, I mean..." Buffy shook her head. "Look, this is all second hand from Mom's anecdotes but apparently its not that great being a guy in porn. Very demanding, staying... um... hard for as long as it takes to shoot. And it doesnt pay that well for guys as most everyone is watching for the woman." Buffy smirked, "Unless you wanna do gay porn."

Xander just stared at her for a second. "Buff, I'm big fan of... taco... if you get my drift... love me some pie... understand... I've got a real appreciation for clam.... uhm..."

"I get it. I get it." Buffy waved him off. "Enough with the innuendo." She gave a small smile, "Mom was just telling me that a guy she knows in the bizness is actually straight but when it comes time to work he does gay porn for the paycheck."

Xander just continued to stare at her. Then shook his head. "No. Not for me."

"Unless your, erm, superstar big you dont really get to make a name for yourself in porn as a guy." Buffy winked when she emphasized the word. "Understand."

The words came out in a knee jerk response to the implied afront to his masculinity, "I'll have you know that I could easily be a BIG superstar in porn. The Biggest superstar. Bigger than Ron Jeremy. Bigger than John Holmes. Bigger than Mandingo!"

Buffy gave him a curious look with a raised eye row asking silently if he was serious.

Xander blushed and looked away but did make a small nod of his head downward to his left side. He then pulled his baggy pant leg tight and leaned in just the right way to highlight the bulge that was now evident in his left pant leg.

Buffy let out a short whistle. She looked away but cast a few quick glances from the corner of her eye as they walked in silence. Xander walked beside on her right side and with red cheeks as he was embarrassed at having been bragging about his massive endowment.

"Well that explains the baggy clothes, I guess. So what else are you hiding under your baggy clothes?" Buffy finally asked. "Are you... like shredded? Just massive Arnold Schwarzenegger muscles?"

"Seriously?" He asked in a similar mocking disbelief to the one she used. "I'm not a massive muscles giant, Buff." Xander did a wave at his average height and weight. With a grin Xander decide to give Buffy some slight ribbing, "Obviously, I've a lean mean muscled kung fu fighter Bruce Lee bod."

"Of course you do." Buffy sniped back. Then giving him an oggle, "With a well define six pack no less."

With a snort Xander pulled up the hem of his shirt and exposed his leanly muscled frame with barely 10% body fat, "Eight pack actually." He then traced a hand over each and every well sefined abdominal.

Buffy licked her lips at the sight in front of her. "Well, damn."