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Between the Push and Pull - 4. Chapter 4

A new discussion thread for this story is here, where you'll find pictures of tattoos, and perhaps other random thoughts and pictures I manage to scrounge up.

Warning: Chapter 4 is Erik and Ryan's first sex scene. The details are explicit and graphic. Reader discretion is advised.

“So you guys are going to sit facing each other on the couch. Ryan, you’ll have your notebook in your lap, taking notes. Got it?” Gary gave them some instructions as they set up for the scene.

Ryan nodded and fiddled with the blank notebook in his hands. This scene should have been the easiest of the ones they had worked on this week; it was the only scene with actual sex in it, the only type of scene that he’d had any experience with. And yet, he couldn’t shake the tickling restlessness in his limbs or the way his stomach fluttered with nerves.

He told himself to get over it, focus on the job, and be a professional. But then Erik would shoot him a blue-eyed look, piercing past Ryan’s typical façade and set him on edge.

“Hey,” Erik’s voice whispered into Ryan’s ear, accompanied by his strong hands on Ryan’s shoulders, kneading at the tension. “Are you sure you’re okay with bottoming?”

Ryan had to suppress the shiver caused by Erik’s proximity and by the reminder of his role in this scene. It wasn’t a role Ryan usually played in his videos, so maybe that was why he was nervous. Ryan clenched his asshole at the thought of being penetrated and gave Erik a slight nod.

“Okay.” Erik gave Ryan a squeeze on his shoulders. “Like we discussed, just tell me if anything doesn’t feel good, okay?”

Ryan gave him another slight nod.

“Places, everyone!” Gary called out.

There were fewer people on the set today, more like in a typical porno shoot: just Gary and a couple of camera guys and a couple of assistants. Ryan was back in his professorial getup, complete with vest and bow tie. Erik was again half naked, clad only in low-riding sweats with the band of his briefs peeking through.

It would be a couple of minutes before they got into the real action, but Ryan took a few deep breaths to get his dick to start moving in the right direction. Studying Erik’s body helped. The baggy sweatpants contrasted with the narrowness of Erik’s waist; his Adonis lines cut deep, one adorned by wisps of his tattoo, and disappeared into the waistband of his briefs.

Erik settled himself on his side of the couch and stretched his arm across the back of the cushions. His biceps bulged at this angle, and the swirling, smoky tattoo seemed to move on its own accord, twisting itself to wrap around Erik’s body.

“How do I look?”

Ryan’s eyes shot up at Erik’s question to find a knowing smirk on those lips. Cocky bastard. Ryan grinned and shrugged before taking up his position on the couch, notebook in hand.

“Here, don’t forget these.” Gary handed Ryan a pair of thick-rimmed reading glasses to complete his nerdy-professor look. “Ready?” he asked the two men, both of whom nodded their consent.

Gary stepped back and let the camera guys get into position.

“Action!”

“Everett, tell me why you wanted to be a go-go dancer?” Ryan asked.

Erik chuckled and ran a hand through his hair before answering. The movement caused his muscles to dance, and Ryan could see one of the camera guys angling to get a close up shot.

“Well, it sounded like fun.” Erik’s voice was low and lazy, his eyes half-lidded and smoldering. Ryan’s tongue sneaked out to wet dry lips, and his teeth clamped down gently on his full bottom lip.

“And I heard it paid well. If you work at the right club on the right nights, the guys tip really well. Plus, I like being naked and I like dancing; it’s a turn on.” Erik shifted closer to Ryan as he spoke, every movement fluid like the smoke covering his body.

Ryan cleared his throat and swallowed thickly. “Once you got started, was it what you expected it to be? Or was there anything surprising about the job?” He glanced down at the notebook and pretended to jot down Erik’s answer.

“It’s a lot more of a contact sport than I had anticipated.”

“What do you mean by that?” Ryan could feel the heat from Erik’s body now; their knees touching on the couch.

“Well, a lot of guys are hands-y, and they’re not shy about copping a feel when they want.”

“So they grope you when you dance?”

“Mm-hmm,” Erik murmured. He was close enough now that every breath Ryan breathed smelled like that unique scent of musk. Combined with the heat that always seemed to radiate off Erik, it was enough to get Ryan’s dick nice and plump. Ryan shifted awkwardly to ease the pressure in his pants.

“Sometimes it’s annoying because I just want to dance and the guy is being kind of rude. But sometimes…” Erik trailed off.

Ryan glanced up from his notebook into hypnotizing blue eyes, just inches away from his own. He coughed and reached up to adjust his fake glasses.

“Sometimes, I don’t mind.” Erik reached out and ran the backs of his fingers down Ryan’s cheek. Ryan shut his eyes and turned into the touch. “You know, I find guys in glasses really sexy. I guess I have a thing for the nerdy hot look.”

That wasn’t in the script, and it took Ryan a second to realize Erik was adlibbing. By the time he figured it out, Erik was already leaning in, and he gasped quietly when Erik’s lips touched his own.

It was a slow kiss: gentle little licks and long presses of lips against lips. No teeth.

Erik’s hands found their way into Ryan’s hair and angled his head for better access. Still soft kisses, now with more tongue sneaking out to swipe at each other. They kept it light; no deep-throated tonsil hockey—that never played well on the screen.

Time to move on—Erik’s arm snaked around Ryan’s back and pushed gently to adjust Ryan’s angle. Reading the cue, Ryan tilted his head back to allow Erik to lick across his jaw and suck on his earlobe. In both his ears, Ryan wore little, round studs, disks in matte black. Erik caught one of those studs in between his teeth and tugged, then used his tongue to twirl the piece of jewelry around in circles.

Ryan gasped and cried out; tendrils of fire shot from his earlobe down to his cock, and along the way igniting the most sensitive parts of his body, mimicking the path of Erik’s smoke.

Erik kept playing with the earring, and each twirl would send more tendrils of fire until Ryan could no longer think and could barely breathe. He was vaguely aware of desperate cries emanating from his throat and his fingers clawing at Erik’s back. Just when he thought he was going to black out from lack of oxygen, his ear was released.

The sudden coolness of air against the wet skin was a shock to his system, as was the gentle breath Erik sent across the tenderized flesh. Then with a quick tug on his knees, Ryan lay flat on his back, blinking up at the ceiling, wondering what the hell had just happened.

That definitely wasn’t in the script.

As Ryan struggled to breathe, Erik’s smug grin appeared above him. Cocky bastard.

Ryan tossed the fake glasses on the floor right before he pulled Erik down for a hungry kiss, no holding back this time. He plunged his tongue as deep into Erik’s mouth as he could reach—looking good for the camera be damned—until Erik’s strength failed and his weight collapsed onto Ryan.

A thick bar of heat landed near Ryan’s crotch, scorching hot even through his pants. With one hand holding Erik’s head in place, Ryan reached down with his other to palm Erik’s ass. Rather than finding the soft material of the sweatpants, Ryan instead grabbed hold of a handful of firm, muscled flesh.

Erik was naked, while Ryan was still fully clothed. A groan escaped from Ryan’s throat as he ground his aching cock against Erik’s.

Despite Ryan’s attempt to continue ravaging Erik’s mouth, the naked man was able to wrench himself just a few inches away until they both panted into each other’s faces. Erik’s blue eyes were clear and determined; an unspoken challenge had been accepted, and Ryan suddenly realized he was in over his head.

Erik feigned a kiss, but instead his lips landed on Ryan’s neck. Using his teeth, he pulled at Ryan’s bow tie until the knot popped and the fabric fell away. Moving to the shirt, Erik’s dexterous tongue worked at each button one by one until Ryan’s chest was exposed, heaving with his breathing.

With lidded eyes, Ryan watched as Erik pushed back and maneuvered their legs until he was sitting on his haunches with Ryan’s knees on either side. Those piercing blue eyes raked over Ryan’s body. Ryan bit at his lip and lay there to let Erik have his fill.

A number of times now, Ryan had admired Erik’s dance-trained body. And while Ryan wasn’t under any illusion that he looked quite like Erik, he knew his own body was lust-worthy. And from the expression on Erik’s face, Ryan was feeling pretty pleased with how his body was being received.

Erik leaned forward to lick and trail kisses along Ryan’s body. The sensation of mouth, tongue, and teeth exploring his skin was pleasant, and Ryan let his head fall back against the arm rest. Attention was paid to one nipple, then the other. It felt nice, but they weren’t really erogenous zones for Ryan.

As the exploration continued, Ryan felt a hand groping at his jeans-enclosed cock, and he rocked up against it as encouragement. He was achingly stiff and desperate to be released, but he made no movement to ease the discomfort; Erik was scripted to strip him of his clothes, and the way his mouth ventured farther and farther south, Ryan was sure the other man had something creative in mind.

He wasn’t disappointed. A scorching heat enveloped Ryan’s cock through the fabric of his pants. Erik mouthed at Ryan’s bulge until he found the head and focused his attention there. The suction increased in force as a hand massaged Ryan’s balls; Erik was doing a great job at getting Ryan impossibly hard. Absolutely no need for a fluffer or any of the other tricks porn stars used to stay hard.

Ryan lifted his head to watch a professional work away at his crotch. He ran his fingers through Erik’s hair and found it soft and thick, curling slightly at the ends. Ryan used his fingernails to scratch lightly across Erik’s scalp, earning him a purr that reverberated along his cock. He felt a dollop of pre-cum wet his briefs.

Erik’s blue eyes flashed up to meet his; Ryan was gratified to find that they weren’t quite as clear as before. Maintaining their stare, Erik’s teeth gripped at the button fly of Ryan’s jeans. With a twist of his head, Erik popped the button out of its hole and moved down to the next one. Ryan had to wonder at the strength of Erik’s teeth.

When all the buttons were undone, Erik’s hand gripped at the waistband of both the jeans and Ryan’s briefs underneath. Prompted by a quick tap of the finger, Ryan raised his hips, and Erik yanked the clothes down his thighs. Ryan’s cock sprang up and hit his stomach with a slap, throbbing in its freedom.

Ryan lifted his legs straight into the air, as they’d discussed earlier, and Erik quickly rid him of his jeans and his socks. With his leg lowered on either side of Erik’s thighs, Ryan pushed himself up to a sitting position, and let Erik push his shirt from his shoulders and down his arms.

With them both naked, Ryan reached for Erik, and they traded sloppy kisses while their hands explored foreign skin. A strong tattooed arm snaked around Ryan’s back and supported him as they lay down on the couch, chest against chest, thigh against thigh, and two heated cocks meeting for the first time.

Erik threaded a hand in between their bodies and grasped their two cocks together. Ryan jerked with the grip, feeling the head of his cock bump against Erik’s; he was rewarded by a grunt that escaped Erik’s throat.

They alternated thrusts into Erik’s hand, velvet steel against velvet steel. Ryan particularly enjoyed how the sensitive heads bumped against each other each time, resulting in that little grunt from Erik and a little nip on Ryan’s lips.

Erik seemed pretty engrossed in the playtime their cocks were having together, but Ryan could sense some restlessness coming from Gary in the corner. He gave Erik’s ass a firm squeeze and almost chuckled when Erik responded with a reluctant groan.

When Erik pulled back, Ryan couldn’t help but smirk; Erik’s eyes were definitely not clear anymore. With his hands on Erik’s strong thighs, Ryan gave them a squeeze and tug. Erik shuffled up—normally an awkward move, but by Erik, graceful as a swan—until he knelt across Ryan’s chest, his nine-inch cock presented for Ryan’s inspection.

Uncut. Excellent.

Running his hands up Erik’s torso, Ryan’s fingers and palms skimmed over the taut skin. Erik’s hands rode on top of his own, partly directing them to where he wanted them to go. Erik’s head was tilted back, hips thrust forward, his abs tense in anticipation of what was to come next. Ryan aimed to please.

The foreskin on Erik’s cock was already drawn back, the head swollen and red, heat radiating off it. As Ryan drew in a breath, he could smell that muskiness he now associated with Erik—strong and potent, swirling around Ryan’s senses.

He blew a gentle stream of air across the engorged head and got a responding squeeze of both his hands. Seemed like someone was sensitive. Slowly, Ryan drew the tip of his tongue across the heated skin and lapped and licked while blowing open-mouthed breaths and watched as Erik’s cock jumped.

Ryan’s hands were being held in vice grips now, one held over a nipple and the other pulled up against Erik’s cheek. Recognizing his cue, Ryan curled his fingers and pinched at the nipple under his hand. Erik’s entire body tensed, his hips thrust forward, and the head of his cock popped unexpectedly into Ryan’s mouth. No worry; Ryan could work with that.

He closed his lips around Erik’s cockhead and marveled for a moment at how full his mouth was with only the head. Hollowing his cheeks, Ryan sucked and twirled his tongue, probing at the piss slit. A drop of salty pre-cum greeted his tongue, and Ryan groaned to let Erik know he approved.

“Fuck.” Erik’s voice sounded strained. Ryan was encouraged.

Lifting his head off the armrest, Ryan took more of Erik’s cock into his mouth. From his position, and considering the thickness of Erik’s cock, he could get barely half of the length in before the bulbous head hit the back of his throat. Ryan wiggled his tongue back and forth against the underside of Erik’s cock and swallowed a few times to massage the sensitive head.

With a spasm, Erik collapsed, and he just barely caught himself before he collapsed on top of Ryan\. With his hands freed, Ryan wrapped one around the base of Erik’s cock and used his spit to ease the twisting motion that he matched with his mouth.

“Unngh.” The groan came out in an unsteady sequence.

Erik thrust his hips, and Ryan gave him an encouraging squeeze on the thigh. Granted permission, Erik’s thrusts became stronger and deeper until Ryan felt spit dribbling down his chin.

Right before Ryan could give the signal that he’d had enough, Erik gently pulled himself from Ryan’s mouth. Ryan kept stroking the long, thick piece of meat while Erik caught his breath.

With a sigh, Erik murmured a “fuck” under his breath before bending down to capture Ryan’s mouth with his own. As their tongues dueled, Erik floated down Ryan’s body, his cock leaving a wet trail of Ryan’s own spit. When Erik settled back between Ryan’s thighs, he shifted his attention to Ryan’s cock.

Erik didn’t spend too much time there, which was fine since they were running behind schedule and needed to get to the fucking. So with an apologetic glance upward, Erik slid Ryan’s cock deep into his throat and worked it over for a few minutes.

Ryan was impressed, there was no hesitation on Erik’s part—just open up and in it goes. Ryan wasn’t as long or thick as Erik, but at seven and a half inches, most scene partners took a couple of bobs before they got him all the way in.

While Erik’s throat worked on Ryan’s cock, his fingers searched for Ryan’s hole. When they found it, Ryan couldn’t help the involuntary clench at the unfamiliar touch. Erik purred around Ryan’s cock, and he took the sound as a directive to relax.

The fingers rubbed in gentle circles across the sensitive skin, with no attempt at a breach. Ryan laid his head back, closed his eyes and focused on the wonderful suction on his cock—just enough to get his balls churning, nothing too intense that would trigger a premature orgasm.

Then strong hands pushed Ryan’s thighs back, and he reached for the backs of his knees to keep them up. The wonderful suction eased off his dick and moved down to his balls, where each one was treated to a few moments of the wet heat. And finally, his ass.

Erik’s talented tongue swirled around the wrinkled skin and teased at the opening, swirled and teased, swirled and teased, fanning that earlier fire into a stronger flame. Erik kept probing, a gentle push of the tongue, before easing back until Ryan started clenching his ass to keep Erik’s tongue in place longer.

At the same time, Erik’s hand kept jacking Ryan’s cock, pulling his foreskin over the head and back down again. How did he know that Ryan liked that? The dual sensation on his cock and his ass was confusing, and Ryan found himself thrusting his hips back and forth, chasing both Erik’s hand and tongue.

“Everett, please.” The words escaped Ryan’s mouth before he realized he uttered them. He felt Erik smile against his ass cheeks before his hole was bombarded with a driving piston that was Erik’s tongue. Erik’s hand twisted around the head of Ryan’s cock, his thumb swiping across the top. At the same time, Erik’s nose was rubbing Ryan’s perineum, and he could feel it massaging his prostate. It was an attack from all sides.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Ryan gripped at the back of his knees, fingers cramping. He could feel himself inching toward the edge, the pressure building deep in his stomach as Erik worked all his sensitive spots. He was going to come, he could feel it; but it was too soon, and Ryan couldn’t hold it back.

Finally, he found a moment’s clarity of mind to reach for Erik and come up with a handful of hair. A part of him warned to be gentle, but the part that was about to explode in a million pieces had no restraint; he grabbed the fistful of hair and yanked. The relief was instant as Erik staved off his attack to struggle out of Ryan’s grip.

“What the fuck?” Erik sounded annoyed, but Ryan didn’t care. He was too busy trying to claw his way back from the edge. Little tremors shook his body, and any little touch would have surely sent him flying.

“Alright, alright.” Gary spoke up from behind the camera. “Look at him, you’re killing the guy, and you haven’t even fucked him yet. Here, take these.”

Gary tossed a foiled packet and a bottle to Erik.

Ryan felt some shifting around in between his legs, but he ignored it. With his eyes shut tight, he focused on getting his breathing under control and his head cleared of the haze of serotonin.

He opened his eyes again at a squeeze on his thigh.

“Ready?” Erik asked, blue eyes gentle. Whatever annoyance he felt at getting his hair yanked, he must have gotten over it.

One more deep breath and Ryan nodded. “I don’t think I’m going to last long,” Ryan warned, noticing how gravelly his voice sounded.

Erik grinned, his dimple flashing at Ryan. “Legs,” he instructed, helping Ryan into position with a hand under Ryan’s thigh.

With his hole exposed again, Erik blew a stream of air across the twitching muscle, and Ryan squeezed his eyes shut to block out the image of Erik’s smug grin and twinkling eyes hovering over his own ass.

A cool gel was spread across Ryan’s hole and then a gentle pressure as Erik pushed in a finger. It’d been a long time since Ryan had been breached like this, and just the one finger felt unbelievable thick. It took a few thrusts, but Ryan’s body slowly recovered its muscle memory, and his sphincter gradually relaxed.

Then a second finger, and he already felt impossibly full. Slowly, Erik worked them in, planting soft kisses across the backs of Ryan’s thighs as he went. When they were finally in to the hilt, they twisted, curled and scissored inside of Ryan’s ass.

The tendrils of fire were back, racing from Ryan’s stretched hole out through every cell of his body. Erik’s fingers quickly located Ryan’s prostate, and every tap sent out a new burst of flames.

Hot. Ryan was too hot. He couldn’t breathe; the air was too hot to breathe in. He turned his head back and forth, trying to find a cooler patch of air to ease the heat.

His ass. His asshole was on fire, and it felt like too much and not enough at the same time. He needed it to stop, but that wouldn’t solve his problem; he needed something more, something stronger to drive the heat away. Another tap on his prostate, another burst of flames, and then the assault thankfully eased. The invading fingers were slowly extracted, and Ryan felt light kisses peppered across his face.

Blinking his eyes open, Erik’s blurry face hovered millimeters from his own. He half-heartedly returned Erik’s kiss, his body reacting more than his brain could give direction.

“Shhh, easy,” Erik whispered against Ryan’s lips before capturing them again.

Something thick and blunt bumped up against Ryan’s burning hole, sending his pulse racing even faster than it had been before.

“Easy. Relax.” Erik’s whispers echoed against Ryan’s ear as the pressure built.

Ryan’s hands found their way across Erik’s back and held on tight as Erik leaned in, his hip unrelenting until the giant head of his cock popped in past Ryan’s sphincter. A strangled cry was torn from Ryan’s throat, and his fingers dug into Erik’s muscular back.

“Breathe, baby, breathe,” came the whispers against his ear. There was nothing else Ryan could do but follow their instruction.

Inch by inch, Erik’s cock slid deeper and deeper into Ryan’s body. With every inch, the fires burned hotter, and Ryan’s ability to think dissipated like the wisps of Erik’s smoke.

Full, so full. Ryan felt as if all his organs had been pushed out of position, and if he moved even one millimeter, he would explode. But he held on, tightening his grip across Erik’s back, his legs wrapped snug around Erik’s waist. Holding on was all he could do.

Slowly, the fullness eased out, like raking a fire that burned. Then slowly back in, forcing all the air out of Ryan’s lungs. Out and in, out and in, the fire burned hotter with each stroke over Ryan’s prostate, making the air much too hot to breathe.

Erik undulated in Ryan’s arms, the movement driving the thick cock deep into Ryan’s gut, at the same time rubbing Erik’s hard abdominal muscles against Ryan’s throbbing dick. Hold on; just hold on.

The tempo picked up, the bursts of flames came in quicker succession, each crackling with energy building up inside of Ryan’s body. Faster and faster they came, and the crackling zinged like an electric current. Too much; it was too much. Hold on; just hold on.

Then Ryan’s grip started slipping, his fingers no longer able to maintain their grasp on Erik’s anchoring body. He could feel it coming, the explosion that he could no longer hold at bay. He tried to say something, give some sort of warning, but his brain was unable to formulate the words.

Right when he couldn’t hold it back any longer, a firm grip settled around his cock and twisted across the sensitive head, igniting the explosion that ripped through Ryan’s body. He heard some sort of screaming sound, white light flashed behind his eyelids, and his body shook uncontrollably.

Then a burning rod was placed on top of his cock, sending a second wave of explosions over him as the scorching flesh rubbed against his own.

Ryan’s brain was shattered into a million pieces, not able to process any coherent thought. His senses were sending information: every inch of his skin was on fire, his ass burned, his cock felt tenderized, and every muscle ached. He gasped at the air, each breath slightly cooler than the previous, but it would be a while before he could pull himself back together.

In the distance, he heard some shuffling movement and a heavily whispered, “Goddamn.”

azaroth mentioned in a chapter 3 review that Erik's tattoos were difficult to imagine. I scoured Google images—fun times!—and came up with some good approximations. They're posted in a brand spanking new forum discussion thread: here.

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Goddammit. My computer just totally combusted from all the scorching heat of your chapter. Now I have to run to Best Buy and get another one. I'm sending you the bill. Hope your happy with yourself, Hudson. :gikkle:

 

So, yeah, I don't think either of them were acting in this scene at all! :lmao:

 

What I really love about your writing, Hudson, is the attention to detail. Not just in this chapter, but all the previous ones too. I always feel like I'm right in the room with Ryan and Erik. I also love how you weave Erik's tattoo into the seduction and then into the sex scene itself. (Like how I did that? 'Weave', like the tattoo weaves around Erik's body. Haha, ok, lame...moving on...) All Ryan's thinking about is how scorching hot he feels, like the smoke from the tattoo, and you place that throughout the scene -- it really adds to the chapter. :)

 

Anyway, I can't say enough wonderful things about this story, Hudson. It's easy to see how affected Ryan and Erik are with each other. No acting needed there! :lol:

 

I can't wait to read about the aftermath!! :rofl:

 

Oh! I don't think you left a link to the thread, but I'll find it. :)

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On 01/23/2017 04:32 PM, Lisa said:

Goddammit. My computer just totally combusted from all the scorching heat of your chapter. Now I have to run to Best Buy and get another one. I'm sending you the bill. Hope your happy with yourself, Hudson. :gikkle:

 

So, yeah, I don't think either of them were acting in this scene at all! :lmao:

 

What I really love about your writing, Hudson, is the attention to detail. Not just in this chapter, but all the previous ones too. I always feel like I'm right in the room with Ryan and Erik. I also love how you weave Erik's tattoo into the seduction and then into the sex scene itself. (Like how I did that? 'Weave', like the tattoo weaves around Erik's body. Haha, ok, lame...moving on...) All Ryan's thinking about is how scorching hot he feels, like the smoke from the tattoo, and you place that throughout the scene -- it really adds to the chapter. :)

 

Anyway, I can't say enough wonderful things about this story, Hudson. It's easy to see how affected Ryan and Erik are with each other. No acting needed there! :lol:

 

I can't wait to read about the aftermath!! :rofl:

 

Oh! I don't think you left a link to the thread, but I'll find it. :)

If your computer combusts from my writing, then I'll happily pay for a replacement :) Thanks for the encouraging words, I'm so glad you're enjoying how things are progressing. And link to the thread is here: https://www.gayauthors.org/forums/topic/42531-between-the-push-and-pull-by-hudson-bartholomew/

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On 01/22/2017 06:22 AM, Valkyrie said:

Whew! I think I need to go take a cold shower now... Great chapter. :)

Thanks Val! Glad you liked it :)

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Well hot damn.... I don't even know how to react such an amazing chapter! Lisa had it correct when she said your attention to detail in fantastic. Amazing chapter!

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:brushing: Oh my! That. Was. Hot! Oooh! (Better than some porn that I have no idea cause I'm absolutely not watching) :brushing:
I love the way you write, it's amazing I felt like I was right in the room with them.

 

Clearly never of them was acting during the act.
Now I wonder how they'll deal with the aftermath and consequences of such intimacy when they were suppose to pretend :unsure:

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On 01/24/2017 12:16 AM, azaroth said:

Well hot damn.... I don't even know how to react such an amazing chapter! Lisa had it correct when she said your attention to detail in fantastic. Amazing chapter!

Thanks, azaroth!

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On 01/24/2017 02:03 AM, clochette said:

:brushing: Oh my! That. Was. Hot! Oooh! (Better than some porn that I have no idea cause I'm absolutely not watching) :brushing:

I love the way you write, it's amazing I felt like I was right in the room with them.

 

Clearly never of them was acting during the act.

Now I wonder how they'll deal with the aftermath and consequences of such intimacy when they were suppose to pretend :unsure:

Thanks, clo!

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I'm probably too old to say hella hot, but it was. I was so drawn into the scene that I felt like I was there... What makes it even better is that the narrative is about so much more than just shooting a porn movie. We are still getting to know Erik and Ryan, but we can't deny their chemistry and maybe the mystery of what is yet to come makes them even hotter together.
I should probably mention that I love seeing the characters develop and I look forward to seeing further development. (I promise that's not code for, more Hella Hot scenes.. ;))

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:P20.gif:blushing:
Yeah, uhm nothing much I can say to add to the list of hot damn and need of cold showers. Of course Ryan had prepared himself physically for being penetrated, and he thought he was prepared mentally too. But while he might have been ready to bottom, he wasn't ready to being made love to and given so much pleasure. No surprise Gary realized what was going on (if he's the one who swore). This movie is going to be a huge success. :lol:

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On 01/24/2017 01:27 PM, Defiance19 said:

I'm probably too old to say hella hot, but it was. I was so drawn into the scene that I felt like I was there... What makes it even better is that the narrative is about so much more than just shooting a porn movie. We are still getting to know Erik and Ryan, but we can't deny their chemistry and maybe the mystery of what is yet to come makes them even hotter together.

I should probably mention that I love seeing the characters develop and I look forward to seeing further development. (I promise that's not code for, more Hella Hot scenes.. ;))

Ah! I completely missed your review, sorry for replying so late! No one is too old to say hella hot :)

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On 02/12/2017 04:11 AM, Timothy M. said:

:P20.gif:blushing:

Yeah, uhm nothing much I can say to add to the list of hot damn and need of cold showers. Of course Ryan had prepared himself physically for being penetrated, and he thought he was prepared mentally too. But while he might have been ready to bottom, he wasn't ready to being made love to and given so much pleasure. No surprise Gary realized what was going on (if he's the one who swore). This movie is going to be a huge success. :lol:

Lots of porn out there looks very mechanical--insert A into B. So their goal is to make it actually look enjoyable and it seems like they were successful!

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I was just talking to my therapist about porn. The over-compensation of guys who are or think they are less endowed than average – facial hair and extreme body building (exasperated by steroids) are common attempts at macho. And guys, especially in the military, who think they are too pretty and/or too thin tend to get enormous, nearly brutal tattoos as expressions of butchness. And then we shifted to the Gay for pay performers who are obviously getting something more than mere monetary compensation when they repeatedly agree to appear on camera with progressively more intimate behavior with other men. We discussed the psychological aspect of the topic as I see it.

 

There must be some really interesting things happening psychologically with sex workers in general. Separating sexual intimacy from emotional intimacy is not something most of us are capable of. And I think fewer sex workers are capable of it than are actually working in the field.

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On 02/27/2017 05:12 PM, droughtquake said:

I was just talking to my therapist about porn. The over-compensation of guys who are or think they are less endowed than average – facial hair and extreme body building (exasperated by steroids) are common attempts at macho. And guys, especially in the military, who think they are too pretty and/or too thin tend to get enormous, nearly brutal tattoos as expressions of butchness. And then we shifted to the Gay for pay performers who are obviously getting something more than mere monetary compensation when they repeatedly agree to appear on camera with progressively more intimate behavior with other men. We discussed the psychological aspect of the topic as I see it.

 

There must be some really interesting things happening psychologically with sex workers in general. Separating sexual intimacy from emotional intimacy is not something most of us are capable of. And I think fewer sex workers are capable of it than are actually working in the field.

That sounds like a conversation I would have loved to sit in on! I find this stuff fascinating!

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This chapter makes a point that I have maintained throughout my gay relationships. There is always a competition between sexual partners as to which one is going to top as that is considered to be the better position. I disagree. I feel that the bottom is the one who enjoys the congress to the max.  He can concentrate on his own enjoyment with only minimal concern for the reactions of the top.

Beautiful writing in this chapter. Yes, it was hot, but it was hot because of the manner in which it was expressed as much as in the action itself. Keep up the excellent work.

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