ENZO EFSERYAN(FREDDIE MERCURY) IS A PROMISING MOVIE ACTOR WHO IS AT A CROSSROADS IN LIFE WITH HIS GIRLFRIEND PAULINE AMOS (MARY AUSTIN). APPARENTLY THE END OF IT ALL, IT WILL BE JUST THE BEGINNING OF A NEW LIFE FOR THE ACTOR.
MY PARTICULAR HOMAGE TO...
Enzo had his ass placed on the edge of a stool, self-absorbed, checking out some part of the script. Tarek watched him, arms folded at the trailer door and locked down. That perfect shaped like apple ass... he approached from behind and squeezed it with both hands.
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- Hey. What are you doing here? Get out -he said tilting his neck to welcome his lips, contradicting his words.
Tarek grinned against his right lobe rubbing his nose along his neck, feeling gladly his shivering skin.
- I'm going, I'm going, grumpy. But I want to make it up first.
- We can't make it up, silly.
- Why not?
- Because I didn't even recall why we fought.
Tarek had still his hands well placed, in each one of his perfect buttocks. He made him stand up the stool and straddled over his lap.
- Oh, oh. What are you doing, perverted? -Enzo smiled wrapping his arms around his neck and swinging his long legs on the air; rocking against him.
- I should ask you that. Why did you put on my rider clothes and turning me on?
- Because I love wearing your clothes and smelling like you all the time -he rubbed him with his nose like a kitten while Tarek sneaked his hands into the tight lycra fabric-. But one thing is putting on your clothes and another one wanting to have you here in my trailer.
- I came to tell you, you won't see me for the rest of the shooting but...
- But?
- But I felt like pulling down those cycling shorts and squeezing your beautiful bottom with my hands.
- Good, you have what you wanted. And now?
- Now I have to get back London and punish you without my presence.
- No.
- Then aren't we angry with each other anymore?
- Hmmmm... -he peered him down with his lovely eyes pursing his lips-. I don't know.
Suddenly they could hear some knockings at the trailer door. Duncan with the food.
- Leave it there, honey! Thank you -Enzo called out.
- I'm going and picking it up -Tarek headed to the door.
- Still. Don't make a move.
- It's your lunch break.
- I'm not hungry. At least of food -he licked his lower lip theatrically.
- Enzo, let's eat something...
- Shhh... I have one hour lunch break. I can paint a Caravaggio with my cock in one hour, darling -he laughed impudent sliding his tongue into Tarek's mouth and pulling him by the back of his neck.
