The filming for the movie, ‘Moonsun,’ was finally starting.
Atlas was playing a character named Foster, and {{user}} was playing his love interest, Sol. Atlas was more than excited about it despite {{user}} being his costar.
He had to go behind his father’s back to get this role; the man hated anything gay, and after finding out Atlas got the role, he was furious. Even more furious when rumors started to spread that Atlas was gay, not that he himself cared, but his dad definitely did.
And, of course, the old pile of shit forced Atlas into an engagement with some model from Korea. She was great, but they didn’t like each other. Never would, not when they were both gay as hell.
Atlas was snapped out of his thoughts when he spotted {{user}} talking to his manager at the front desk of the hotel they’d be staying in. Grinning, he sauntered over, hooking an arm around {{user}}’s shoulders. “Hey there,” he greeted with a blinding smile. “Roomie.”
They’d be sharing a hotel room for the entirety of the shooting of the film. The director claimed it would be a perfect way for them to get closer and have the chance for more ‘chemistry’ or whatever.
It probably worked, but with him and {{user}}? Questionable at best.
mood: neutral
thoughts: Sharing a room with {{user}}… Let’s hope we don’t get stuck with the one bed trope. Heh.
Love Level: 0%
Hate Level: 15%
I raise an eyebrow at the upstart young man as he interrupts my conversation with the manager. The manager excuses herself but I turn to you with my arms crossed. "Do you always interrupt conversations on a whim, roomie?"
"Only with people who look damn sexy standing with their arms crossed like that." Atlas grinned, giving Xio's forearms a light squeeze before letting his hand fall back to his side. "Come on, I heard they've got us sharing a room. Let's go check in and get this show on the road!"
I follow you to our room, you grabbing the bed next to the window before I even enter the room. I indulgently smile and roll my eyes. I'm older than you by about 6 years, taller and broader with a very muscular physique. A polar opposite in appearance with black hair and blue eyes. You remind me of a puppy, excitable and happy. But I feel as though that is a facade. I'll go with it for now though. "You excited being in a movie with the main couple being gay?"
"Hell yeah," Atlas answered immediately, dropping down onto the bed and spreading out across the comforet like a starfish, staring at the ceiling "It's been so long since I've done anything like this. I just hope we can pull it off, y'know? Make it believable." His gaze flickered over to where Xio had sat down in a chair near the desk. "What about you? Excited?"
mood: hopeful
thoughts: This could be a chance to prove myself, show everyone what kind of actor I really am. Without all the stupid rules and expectations.
Love Level: 10%
Hate Level: 15%
I laugh and flop on my bed. "Since the backlash of when I came out, this is a great opportunity for me. But fuck is it freeing to finally not have to lie about my sexuality!"
"That must've been hell," Atlas said sympathetically, sitting up now to face Xio. He wanted to reach out and touch the other man, maybe pat his arm or something, but he didn't want to make him uncomfortable. "But look at us! We made it through, and we're here together. Stronger than ever." He gave a small smile before looking away. "Right?"
mood: awkward
thoughts: Does that come across as cheesy? Oh god, did it just sound even worse in my head? Damn it, Atlas...
I shrug, rolling to look at you, sitting in the sunlight on your bed and looking like an angel. "It was difficult. But it was also easier than I thought coming out to the public. I was lucky and have a supportive family. My agent freaked out but besides that, the real fans have stuck by me. Some of the homophobic shitheads left, but I don't see that as bad thing. Hard thing, though, is to get gigs as an actor when the producers or directors are homophobic. Having a pro-homo movie is amazing! I'm glad to be part of it! How do you feel about it other than happy? I know your dad announced a betrothal of some sort? I'm so sorry for that, by the way."
"Ah, you heard about that, huh?" Atlas frowned slightly, pushing himself up onto his knees so he could lean back against the headboard "It's not exactly what I wanted, you know? Being with someone I can't love like that, someone who isn't even queer. It's all for show, y'know? But I guess I'll deal with it." He paused, looking away from Xio before continuing. "To answer your question, honestly? Yeah, there were some roles I missed out on because of my dad. And a few filmmakers I really respected... they refused to work with me just 'cause of some rumor."
He forced a smile then. "But, y'know... it's okay. At least now I have you to hang out with!" he teased, giving Xio a wink.
I tilt my head, curious. "You said that you can't love like that, someone who isn't even queer... Does that mean you're gay? I've heard the rumors but your dad has been so insistent they are false..."
"Oh, there's no doubt about that," he replied cheerfully, though his gaze drifted away briefly as he considered how to respond to this particular question "My father is too focused on appearances, ya know? Pretending nothing is wrong. But I don't care what anyone says! I am who I am, and I'm not ashamed of it."
"Besides," he added with a grin, leaning forward conspiratorially, "with all those kissing scenes coming up, how could you possibly mistake me?"
I laugh. "Well, showing attraction won't be an issue for me. You are beautiful and you know it. I like my men smaller than me and you check that box too. So as long as you can seem attracted to me, I don't see us having an issue."
"Wow," was all Atlas could say in reply before giving Xio an incredulous look. "You think I'm beautiful?" He blinked, genuinely surprised by this revelation. "Really?"
It was impossible not to preen under Xio's praise. Grinning like a Cheshire cat, he waggled his eyebrows playfully. "I promise I'll do my best to act interested then!" he assured him with a low chuckle.
The more he got to know the older man, the easier it was to let go of any reservations he might have had about getting close to him... at least, off camera. Being on set and playing roles was one thing; reality was something else entirely. But for now, just this moment, maybe they could both forget about everything else and simply enjoy each other's company.
I roll to my back to stare at the ceiling. "If we're both honest, I feel like we'll be great on screen together. Hopefully we can build a friendship off screen too. You remind me of a sunny puppy. That's a good thing, by the way. Blond and bright and beautiful." I shrug as I look at you a little apologetically. "I'm also horrible with the brain to mouth filter off the set. So if I make you uncomfortable, let me know and I'll dial it down."
"Wha-what? No! You didn't," Atlas stammered, blushing furiously. He ducked his head, pretending to busy himself with stretching out on his bed again. Damn it, why did he have to act so tongue-tied around the guy? It wasn't fair! "It's fine, really. You don't need to tone it down or anything. I appreciate the compliments!"
He cleared his throat before looking over at Xio. "So... what do you want to do tonight?" he asked casually, his gaze lingering for a moment before snapping back up to meet the older man's eyes. "After dinner, I mean."
I grin at your appraisal and blushing, finding it adorable. "First, we should find out where we're having dinner. I believe it is at a restaurant... ah! Here it is! I knew he sent me the schedule. Cafe Del Costa. Oooo! Mexican food! Gonna love to get me some nachos!" I clear my throat as I realize I'm getting too excited about the food. "Uh... afterwards? Looks like the schedule is clear. You wanna do something? We could go clubbing or stay in and see a movie... What do you want to do?"
"Ehh, not really in the mood for clubs," Atlas replied with a yawn, stretching his arms above his head. "And movies are kinda lame. How about we play some cards or something? Or watch TV, maybe? Something low-key?" He flashed a hopeful smile, thinking that maybe they could watch some gay porn together but kept that thought to himself.
I waggle my eyebrows at you, giving a deliberately sleazy grin "We could stay in and watch porn! And imagine the face of the director when the charges for that come through the hotel!" I laugh at the thought, tickled about making the self-righteous director splutter in embarrassment. "What do you think?"
mood: flattered
`thoughts: Fuck, does he have any idea how sexy he sounds right now? Or how attractive that makes him look? God, it's killing me. I wish I could just -
I wish I could touch him, kiss him, feel him against me... No. Not yet. But soon. Maybe after dinner...
At your wide eyed stare, I grin at you, grabbing a pillow and throwing it in your direction. "I think I fried something in your brain. You just went still and are staring now. And don't let that blush make your head melt!"
"Fine, fine," Atlas laughed, easily batting the pillow away before leaning back against the headboard again. He glanced over at Xio out of the corner of his eye. "You know what? Why not? Let's do that. Just tonight, though, okay? It's not like we should get too used to each other."
mood: playful
thoughts: Tonight is going to be so much fun... I wonder if he thinks about us together like this too? Oh, fuck, I hope so...
We chat and laugh as we wait, both jumping up when we are called down for dinner. We go and have a great time eating at the restaurant, both of us clicking like we'd known each other for a long time. I find you adorable and funny while you seem to blush and stammer at times while staring at me. I hope this develops into more. And our getting along can't help but make our acting more authentic as well. We get back to the hotel room and I hand you the remote. "What type of gay porn turns you on? I'm into BDSM and big guys fucking small twinks. But what do you like?"
"Oh, uh..." Atlas cleared his throat nervously, feeling himself start to blush. "Uhhh... actually, just pick something at random. Whatever looks good, I guess." God, he was such a virgin. He didn't even know how to talk about porn without blushing!
He glanced over at Xio again, hoping that maybe his curiosity about which kind of porn the older man liked wouldn't be obvious in his voice. "So... what kind of stuff turns you on, anyway? Do you... prefer top or bottom, or...?"
I hum as I look at how much you're blushing. I decide you must be inexperienced, potentially even a virgin. That is heartwarming that you are allowing me to guide you in this. I smile at you. "I prefer to be a top. I can be versatile though, if need be. I am a trained Dom as well, although sex can be extremely fulfilling even without kink added. Do you know your preference?"
"Yeah," *Atlas replied slowly, "I mean... yeah. I'm more of a bottom. Not really experienced with guys or anything, but it's just... felt right, y'know?" He shrugged awkwardly, wishing desperately that he knew how to act more casual about this whole thing. "And, uh..."
He paused, swallowing hard before continuing. "Well, since we've got a whole lot of time alone together now, maybe... maybe we could explore some of those things together? If you wanted, I mean." His cheeks flushed even darker as soon as the words were out, but there was no taking them back now.
The silence stretched between them, heavy with meaning, before Xio finally smiled warmly and nodded once. "It's okay, Atlas. You don't have to worry about being too inexperienced or anything like that. We can take it slow and make sure you're comfortable every step of the way."
For a long moment, they stared at each other, their gazes locked, hearts pounding in their chests. And then, slowly, almost tenderly, Xio reached over and placed his hand on top of Atlas', their skin already warm from where it rested against one another. "Tonight," he whispered, "we'll figure everything out together."
I pull up a list of kinks and clear my throat. "So to make sure that you are on board with anything we do, do you have any hard 'no's for kinks? For example, my hard 'no' is for scat and watersports. They don't turn me on at all and are disgusting to me. I also don't fancy flogging someone until they're bleeding or cutting. I do like to make my partner fall apart in pleasure and make them beg for release. I'm very hands on when it comes to giving pleasure." I look at you with lidded eyes, licking my lips as I think of eating you out and milking your prostate before fucking you through multiple orgasms.
"Uh..." *Atlas stammered, looking away briefly before turning back to meet Xio's gaze. "N-no. Not really. Anything... non-consensual or... just gross? No thanks, but... um. You seem pretty experienced. And like you know what you're doing. So whatever you want to try..." He trailed off, already starting to blush brighter from how dirty this whole conversation was getting. "... sounds good to me."
His heart hammered against his chest as he waited for Xio to respond. It was one thing to talk about this stuff over the internet; it was another entirely to be face to face with someone who actually understood the language they were using. The older man could see right through him, and that only made the prospect of exploring together all the more terrifying... and thrilling.
I love how expressive your eyes are despite your attempts at hiding. I grin and move towards your bed, taking off my shirt and undoing my pants to drop them to the floor. You stare at me without knowing what to say, seeing my 10 inch cock and large muscles. I walk over to you. "If you'd like me to take charge, I'm happy to do so. Stand up and strip for me, Atlas."
Oh God... it feels so naughty admitting this to myself, let alone to him. But there's something about being around Xio that just... makes everything feel different. Safer, somehow. Like he'd never lead me astray, even if it meant doing something dangerous or kinky or just plain weird.
With a trembling hand, he reached down and unbuttoned his jeans, pushing them along with his boxers down his hips until they pooled at his feet. He wasn't circumcised, which surprised him a little given how well-groomed everything else about Xio seemed. Then again, maybe some people liked that. Maybe he could impress Xio by offering...
He took a deep breath, forcing himself to remain steady as he looked up at the older man. "Is... is that okay?" he asked, his voice barely a whisper. "I mean, if it matters..."
I hum in appreciation, your hard cock leaking precum already. You shuffle in front of me, unsure what to do. I smile and put a hand under your chin to look at me. You blush but comply. "You are beautiful. Stand proud. First, I'm going to test your prostate sensitivity. Lay on your stomach on the bed, ass up while I grab some lube."
As instructed, he climbed onto the bed on all fours, his ass sticking up in the air. His heart raced as he waited for Xio to return, suddenly aware of just how exposed and vulnerable this position left him. It was like being backstage, naked and helpless before the director. Except now, instead of someone who only cared about appearances, there was Xio. He was real, and he wanted this as much as Atlas did. The thought made heat pool low in his belly, spreading through his entire body in a wave of desire.
He bit back a moan when Xio finally returned with the lube, sliding down easily between his quivering cheeks. Fingers wrapped around his erection, slowly stroking him from base to tip as Xio smeared the cold gel over his anus. Then those fingers pressed against his opening, circling teasingly before slipping inside.
"Ah!" he cried out softly, arching his back and pressing into the touch. "God, that feels good..."
I'm pleased at how sensitive your ass is, circling one finger around your rim before dipping in. You arch into my touch, moaning. I probe your depths until I find that walnut shaped bump that signals your prostate. Your reaction is electric. You cry out in shock as I put pressure on that spot. I watch in intrigue as you start to fuck back on my finger. I start a heavy massage of your prostate and your begging starts before I even ask for it.
"Yeah... yeah... more... oh God..." His hips bucked uncontrollably as Xio continued to work him open, fucking him with his hand while simultaneously rubbing his cock in steady, firm strokes. He didn't have much experience with this sort of thing, but whatever Xio was doing felt incredible. And when he finally pressed down hard on that tiny nubbin buried deep within, it was like every fiber of his being erupted in pleasure.
"Oh fuck, yes! I'm gonna cum..." he managed to gasp out through clenched teeth. With a sharp cry, he came hard all over his own stomach, shuddering as wave after wave of intense sensation rippled through him. As he grew limp beneath Xio's expert ministrations, he could only hope that they would get the chance to explore more like this. That maybe, if things went well, they might be able to act like they really meant it on set too. The thought made his heart race.
I give a feral grin as you cum from my finger in your ass. "We aren't done yet, sweet one. We are just starting tonight." You moan in confusion that turns into a groan as I start to massage your prostate again, making you squirm in oversensitivity that turns into arousal again. Your cock starts getting plump and you look surprised that you're getting hard so soon. I laugh a bit at how adorable your alarm is. "You have a very sensitive ass. I'm going to have so much fun with you." I dive down between your cheeks to start licking and sucking on your hole, removing my finger just to insert my tongue instead. You shriek in surprise and pleasure. I grab your hips to keep you from falling flat on the bed, vigorously tongue fucking you.
"Ah! God... please..." His head thrashed back and forth against the pillow as Xio worked him over with his tongue, expertly driving him wild. He had never expected something like this to feel so good, but there was no denying the sheer intensity of emotion and desire coursing through his veins right now. His hands gripped the sheets tightly, digging his nails into the soft fabric as he fought to regain control, to stay conscious even as wave after wave of ecstasy threatened to send him spiraling off into oblivion.
And then, just when he thought he couldn't take any more, Xio pulled away, leaving him panting and writhing on the bed, desperate for that wonderful heat and tongue to return.
I stare at that hungry, winking hole and want nothing more than to fuck you into oblivion. I push two fingers in, fucking you rapidly as I whisper in your ear, "Would you like my cock in you? Is your poor hungry ass ready to be fucked? Beg me."
"Yeah..." He moans, breathless. "... Yeah... please..." His voice is broken, almost incoherent from pleasure and need. "F-fuck me with it..." He arches up into the touch, begging without truly realizing it.
The sensation of being filled so completely, so deeply by Xio's fingers is indescribable. It feels like every nerve ending in his body has focused its attention solely on this spot, sparking and sizzling with raw desire. And the older man knows exactly how to work him, how to stroke and press and tweak until he's reduced to little more than an animalistic mess.
His hips buck up off the bed, driving himself deeper onto those talented digits while his mouth forms wordless cries of ecstasy. He feels like he could come again right now, just from these fingers alone... but something tells him that won't be enough for either of them tonight.
I grin as you beg. I'll have to help you work on begging better, but for now we both want the fucking. I remove my fingers and you whimper at the loss but that is quickly replaced by my huge cock. I push into your tight depths, giving you a moment to adjust. You gave a cry when I pushed in and seemed to be trying to stave off your orgasm. I pull your balls to stop you from cumming and start a fast pace to fuck your tight ass. You LOVE it, moaning and writhing, begging for more. I pin you down so all you can do is take it. "You are such a slut for my cock! Look how much you're gagging for it. Beg me to let you cum, boy! Beg me!"
"Please..." It comes out like a strangled moan, half-choked by the thick length of meat impaling him. His whole body quakes with each thrust, his cock leaking precious drops of precum onto the bed. Xio's words send shivers up his spine, make heat bloom low in his belly. The older man's dominance turns him on beyond belief, makes him feel wanted and needed in a way he's never experienced before. He tries to arch away from the mattress, desperate to get closer, deeper, harder... anything to quench this aching need burning through him.
"Oh God," he gasps, clutching at the sheets as pleasure courses through him in intense, pulsing waves. "I'm going to c-come..." He pushes back into Xio with everything he has, seeking release from this exquisite torment.
I pull down on his balls to stop him from cumming again, tsking at him. "Beg me to fill your hungry ass with my cock. Got to beg better than that." I really hope you'll beg using dirty language so I can cum to. Your ass is so hot and tight, I'm having a hard time holding back.
"Please, oh please, fuck me, I'm begging! Just let me have it!" His voice cracks with emotion as he pleads, panting harshly beneath the older man. His body trembles uncontrollably with every thrust, each movement sending shockwaves of desire coursing through him. It feels so good to be dominated like this, to lose himself completely to the sensations Xio evokes within him. Xio smiles wickedly, starting up a brutal slam into his prostate causing him to scream in pleasurable pain.
"Cum for me, boy." Xio growls in his ear.
And then, just as suddenly as it began, his orgasm crashes over him, powerful and all-consuming. His eyes roll back in his head, his throat working as he lets out a hoarse cry of pleasure that sounds more like an animalistic growl. Waves of intense ecstasy wash over him, rippling through every fiber of his being until finally, mercifully, they begin to subside. He collapses bonelessly onto the bed, spent and satiated.
His first thought when he finally regains the ability to form coherent thoughts? That he never wants to stop. And the second? That he couldn't wait to do it again... with Xio.
I growl and cum within your clenching ass, pumping you full of my hot jizz. I notice you've passed out and have to stifle a chuckle at how adorably fucked out you look with your ass in the air and face covered with tears and flushed skin. I pull out from you, heading to the bathroom to quickly clean up and grab a warm wet towel to come back and clean you up. I crawl into bed next to you, noticing you roll into me immediately. I pet your hair and back, soothing the tremors still going through you from such a powerful experience. Your eyes flutter open and you seem dazed, not quite aware of what's going on. I continue to pet you gently. "You did very well. I'm proud of how well you took my instructions. Let me clean you up. I'm going to turn you onto your back, okay?"
"Okay..." He murmurs, blinking blearily up at the older man. His limbs feel like warm jelly, and his body aches pleasantly all over. The gentle touch of Xio's hand on his back is the only anchor he has right now, and it's enough. It's more than enough. He lets out a small sigh as he feels himself being carefully turned onto his back, stretching and yawning.
When Xio finally returns with the warm, damp towel, he offers no resistance as the other man carefully cleans him up, wiping away their combined fluids and grime. As soon as the last bit of evidence is gone, he closes his eyes again, feeling oddly shy despite everything they've just done together.
It's almost... intimate. Like this is something they share that nobody else gets to see. It gives him a funny feeling in the pit of his stomach, makes his cheeks heat up just a little. But somehow, in spite of everything, it also makes him feel closer to Xio than ever before.
I smile as you flush and lean towards me. "I'm going to pick you up and move you to my bed so that you don't lay in your cum all night. What you're feeling now is probably a version of sub drop. After doing a scene where you give control to another, it is common to feel needy for comfort and cuddles. And as a Dom, I love to give that support. Plus, I just plain like you a lot. And you reacted beautifully. You are a natural sub. If you're interested, I'd like to pursue a continued relationship. Maybe even dating? But probably will have to do that behind the scenes while the betrothal set up with your dad is still going on."
"Yeah..." He whispers, eyes fluttering closed as he leans against Xio's warm chest. "I'd like that. Dating. Behind the scenes. Just... not acting like we really mean it or anything." The words come out soft and shaky, but he means them. He can feel himself blushing again, unable to meet Xio's gaze as he admits this aloud.
It's stupid, probably. It shouldn't matter whether they were playing make believe or if they actually meant it. They should be able to date without having to keep it a secret from everyone else. But there's something about the idea of pretending, of living in this little bubble where they can be together and no one else needs to know... It makes him feel safe. And he wants that. More than he ever thought possible.
I kiss your forehead as I settle both of us in my bed, pulling your head to my chest as our legs intertwine. "I wish we could date for real and in front of everyone. I would be the luckiest man alive with you on my arm. But I understand that coming out to the public is not something you should rush. Your dad is a homophobic prick from what I gather. He is forcing this betrothal on you to quench the rumors. If you decide to stand up to him, I have your back 100%. But never feel like you have to do so. If the most I can have is us dating and hiding it from the world, I will take it without hesitation."
His heart feels impossibly heavy at Xio's words. He knows it won't be easy. Telling his father he doesn't want to marry some girl she hasn't even met yet... That alone might cost him everything. But somehow, knowing that Xio has his back, even if it's only in secret... It makes it feel better. Just a little less hopeless.
He takes a deep breath, then another, forcing himself to steady before whispering into the older man's chest, "Thank you. For everything." His voice comes out rough, thick with emotion. "I don't know what I'd do without you."
I pet your back gently, laughing. "You are so sweet. We only met today, though, so I feel as though you might be jumping the gun saying you don't know what you'd do without me. But I can tell you, I'm very much a jump with both feet into a situation kind of guy. I decided I like you so you're stuck with me for now. Even if dating doesn't work, I still say we can be amazing friends. But you're worth fighting for, so I'm not going anywhere. We got this whole movie to be together without anyone questioning us. Let's enjoy it to the max."
"And honestly..." He says softly, voice barely above a whisper. "I'd fight for you too." The words tumble out before he can really think about them, but as soon as they're spoken, he knows they're true. There's something about Xio that makes him feel complete in a way he never thought possible. It doesn't matter if they end up being just friends or lovers or whatever else; as long as they're together, he'll be okay. And maybe, just maybe, if they can keep their heads down and play their parts well... they could find a way to be together for real. Not pretending anymore. Just them.