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attracting the attention of an internet celebrity is much easier done than attracting the real thing. After sending emails and gifts of money, he was on a plane to LA to meet James Frank. Something he'd dreamt of doing for quite some time, albeit with a different James F.
    On arriving he made another discovery. Porn stars aren't prostitutes. They're actors. James was delighted to meet a fan. But he wasn't open for business. Afterall, he said, he was straight.
    Not easily discouraged, Jake took the well travelled course of turning James into a kept man without his knowledge or acquiescence. By keeping his purse strings loose and the gifts flowing it wasn't long before James did the polite thing. They were in bed together within two weeks.
    Jake had assumed he’d get bored with his LA adventure after a while, then simply return home. In the end he did return, but kept very much in contact with his new celebrity friend. James had intrigued him.
    Due to some mix-up involving a director's wife, James had soon found himself unemployed. On Jake's insistence he had left LA to go join him. Jake set him up in a small place, and threw some cash his way. Otherwise James made his money through various operations which Jake claimed to know nothing about.
    Despite being a drain, Jake had not lost his interest in James. The fascination didn't arise from sex. It came from the post-coital discussions, when Jake gleaned his back-story. A story that goes some of the way to explaining the attack on Eric.
     
     
    21. James was discharged from the army when he was caught getting a blowjob from another soldier. The ‘Don't ask, don't tell’ policy was in existence at the time. But it was very difficult to construe this as a misunderstanding. At the time he had a wife. Unable to face her, he immediately went traveling around Europe with what little money he had. By the time he got back he was almost glad to discover his wife had left him. It meant there was no discussion.
    It’s impossible to say if the discharge led him to be so tightly wound, or if he was always like that. Being tense would explain why he joined the army in the first place. And why he enjoyed exercising to the point of getting physically sick. Whichever was the case he didn't talk to Jake much about his military experience. Jake inquired but was usually rebuffed. The insight that the whole experience could have traumatised him could only be garnered from the occasional losses of self control. Like when he shot Eric.
    I believe Jake didn't want to probe too much around James anyway, so he was happy with his silence. To Jake's mind James was some kind of refugee. He had been persecuted by the institution and country he loved, merely for being different. And once he'd arrived at that opinion he didn't want it challenged.
    How James ended up doing gay internet porn is anyone's guess. Maybe he was just the right type. The type of guy who'll let another guy give him head even though he has a wife. Maybe he was the type of guy whose body obsession didn't just express itself in his superhuman physique. Maybe this body obsession extended to being able to use it to whatever ends he liked. The process of fucking random guys could have been a greater expression of his self control than the amount he could bench press.
     
     
    22. His military training meant James only shot Eric in the leg. When Fiona had heard he was shot she asked if he was ok. This question seemed absurd to me. To my mind saying someone was shot was the same as saying they were dead.
    But he was alive. A shot intended merely to wound. And wound it had, probably ending Eric's football for the rest of the year.
    After leaving the party two months ago, Eric had gone to meet his friends in the Station, a student bar. The friends were supposed to be there scoring some drugs but instead spent most of their time being actively distracted by booze. Finally, a few drinks later, someone had taken control of the situation and