“okay now I just want you to tell me about that time Guy and Kyle tried making a porno.”
“Tried” is probably the most appropriate word to use in this situation. It was Guy’s idea, because stuff along the lines of ‘making a porno’ are always Guy’s idea. Clearly it was a spur of the moment kind of thing. The minute he walked into the room and saw the camera and the tripod and Guy spread out on the bed, hands behind his head and boxers sitting low on his hips, he put two and two together and burst out laughing.
“You’re kidding me right?”
Guy tugs his boxers off before flinging them at Kyle’s face, “Do i look like i’m kidding?”
But it happens because, yeah Kyle’s sexual fantasies have no boundaries and Guy’s already naked on the bed, so why not. But it’s really a disaster of thing. Guy keeps making weird porn movie banter, in voices Kyle’s never heard him use before. Kyle’s completely intimidated by the camera, like Guy glances up at Kyle as he’s blowing him to see Kyle making half concerned, half funny sex faces.
“Kyle, stop staring at the camera. You look completely crazy right now.”
It’s really just this huge awkward thing when they watch it later. Kyle slams a pillow over his face in embarrassment and Guy laughs the whole time and keeps making comments on how hot/cute kyle is.
“I’ve now got documented evidence of all those cute noises you make. And that face you make when you-“
Kyle just kind of turns into this lifeless blob on the bed and starts to convince himself that he’s actually dying of embarrassment, until Guy cuddles him and promises they’ll try again until they’re the greatest porn stars in outer space. They spend the rest of the night making up potential porn titles and constructing themed outfits.