"Co-workers"

Taylor and Nicholas, or also called Nick, had to film their first kiss scene. And Taylor was so stressed. Genuinely stressed. Not only because he hadn't kissed a man before, but because he'd been jerking off to Nicholas Galitzine AO3 stories he had found.

So you must at least know how difficult this has been for Taylor,  already getting semi-hard by even kissing him. And this is so not good. God no. Nick had to often be pressing against his hips to be covering his semi-hard dick, which made Taylor feel even more flushed.

"CUT!" Matthew yells out, the director. Nick looks up from my face, hands still cupping Taylor's face. "Look. Taylor, you're gonna need to loosen up more." Matthew said, sighing as he had rubbed his eyes. They had to record this scene for the 24th time by now, and it has been sending them all insane.

"Right, sorry." Alex says, looking back at Nick, who had finally released Taylor's face from his hands.

Then, finally, after two more shots, they finally get the perfect scene. Everyone was so glad we did the kiss scene greatly.

"Alright, that's it for today! Great work, guys! Get some rest." Matthew had said, and Taylor rushed to his trailer. Once he was inside, he grabbed his phone, instantly looking up some smut off Nicholas. The door had been shut behind him, and Taylor instantly ran into his bedroom.

He groans as he strips down his pants, and then he snakes his hand into his boxers, reading the smut. He started to begin with moving his hand up and down, slightly twisting his wrist as he does, grunting as he clenches on it. Then he imagines Ncik doing it, and it's driving him insane.

He moans, even Nick's name multiple times, and after three minutes, Taylor had come. His head drops on his pillow, eyes closed in pleasure. Then, a moment after, he had heard someone open his door to the trailer. Oh fuck. Shit. Taylor rushed to put on his boxers, running into the bathroom that had been connected to the bedroom. He instantly started washing his hands, washing the cum he had delivered on his hand.

Taylor hears a voice. It was Nick's. "Taylor?" He said. It was in his British accent, and it always got Taylor weak in his knees. "Bathroom!" Taylor said back, cleaning off his hands. Then he rushed out of the bathroom. Luckily, he had been wearing his boxers. Luckily, he had jerked off. His dick wasn't hard anymore, not yet, at least. He's scared that talking to Nick might take it up again.

"Oh, Tay!" Nick said, he looked rather flirty, but also extremely sweet. And loving, as always. "What's up?" Taylor replied.

"I wanted... to talk about what happened on set... like litteraly 25 minutes ago." And Taylor looked surprised and scared. Fuck. Did Nick notice?

"I just wanna say it's completely normal to get yourself... to get hard. I came here, looking if you needed to take care of it, thought I might help."

Taylor looked down, realizing his dick was up again, and he was all red. "You sure?" Nick nodded, then Taylor sat himself on the couch.

Nick didn't hesitate. He stripped his boxers down and looked at the tip as he sat on his knees infront of the couch, facing Taylor. "Matches your lips." He had said, looking up at Taylor, who was already flushed in his own minds mindspace.

And then Nick had started to jerk him off softly, stroking up and down, keeping eye contact with Taylor. Then, he took Taylor in his mouth, the full dick. He had gagged as it hit the back of his troath, but it was worth it. Taylor immediately slipped his fingers into Nick's blonde hair. Moaning softly, he gripped the blond locks.

Nick started bobbing his head on the dick, sucking and licking. Taylor moaned as he spread his legs even further from each other. "Oh fuck! Nick- i- I'm gonna - shit im gonna come!" Taylor had panted out. "Do it on my face then." Nick replied, taking Taylor out his mouth. He jerked Taylor off, and as he came, Nick had closed his eyes, letting him come on his face.

Nick licked around his lips as the orgasmn ended, scooping the cum with his finger. He swallowed it. Taylor almost moaned at the sight. Nick got up from his knees and didn't hesitate kissing Taylor.

"How about I stay around yours?" Nicholas said, and Taylor nodded, already leading him to bed. Nicholas didn't bother to push Taylor on the bed, stripping off his pants, releasing his dick that he had hidden in the boxer, the boxer he had taken off fast.

Taylor was on the bed, legs spread open, and Nick shoved two fingers in his mouth, Taylor licking around them. After that, he took them out and gently pushed into Taylor's ass. He, obviously, moaned. Nick's fingers started to pound faster, adding a third, brushing them over his prostate. Taylor repeatedly moaned, digging his hands into the bedsheets.

Nick's fingers slipped out his ass, and Taylor whimpered. "I need you to tap on my arm if I need to stop, alright dear?" Nick said, lining his dick to Taylor's ass, and Taylor nodded. Then, Nick started to enter his dick into Taylor's ass. He moaned. "Too much -" Taylor whispered. Nick grinned. "Taylor, darling, that's just the tip." He leaned down to kiss Alex's cheek.

"You can take it, I promise you." Nick had said, and then got in further, creating Taylor to moan. Then, he fully slid into Taylor and his balls, basically slapping against Taylor's ass. Taylor moaned. It was more as a cry. It was loud, and people probably knew what they were doing. But none of them cared, they both wanted to fuck so hard. "Please, sir, make me pass out. Make me feel your cum fall out of me tomorrow. Make it so I can't walk straight tomorrow. I fucking need you!" Taylor cried out, and Nick nodded, grinning.

He started to pound into Taylor, who was moaning extremely loud. Henry himself was also moaning. The room started to fill with slapping sounds and moans, cries, or screams. Then, Nick starts hitting Taylor's good spot. He started screaming, and his hand started to jerk his dick. "There! Please!" Taylor practically begged Nick now.

It didn't take long for Taylor to come over his chest, and then Nick came into Taylor. But by then, Taylor had 'passed out'. Nick gently got out of Taylor and went to get a glass of water, also some cornflakes he found there. When he came back, Taylor was still in his own mind.

It took about twenty-seven minutes for Taylor to come back to life. "Nick.?" He had whimpered out, looking at Nicholas, who had been keeping company next to Taylor as he was spaced out. "Hey darling, you passed out. You're with me now." Nicholas replied, and then he felt Taylor's head fall on his chest, clearly exhausted.

"Fuck... I'm definitely not gonna walk tomorrow..." Taylor whimpered.

"I know, I'm sorry." The blonde man replied, kissing his hair roots. "It's okay, I loved it." Taylor replied.

"I love you, Alex."

"I love you more, Henry."

Taylor fell asleep on Nick's chest, and Nick couldn't help but feel adorable at the fact they called each other the names of their characters.