For an hour they read through the script and said the lines, woodenly. Both young men felt uncomfortable with the scenes and the thought of what was going to happen.
Finally Max groaned, "Tul, this is crap and you know it. We have to do something or we're going to be filming that one scene for three days."
Tul looked at him and said, "Do you want to practice the scene?"
"No. I want to kiss you the way Korn kisses Knock."
A look of panic crossed over Tul. "Why would you want to kiss me that way? You're not paid to do it?"
"Fuck you, Tul! Did someone pay you to sleep with me a year ago?" Max punched his pillow, hard. "Do you know how much I fantasize about you and that night?"
He got up off the bed and looked back at Tul, who looked completely stunned. "What? Did you think I was too drunk to remember? Fuck that, I did everything in my power to get you to notice me that year. But you're dense, Tul, really fucking dense. I pretended to be drunk and the next day you still fucking avoided me."
Max slouched in the only chair in the room and closed his eyes. "I'm tired of hurting and now, I'm tied to you for fucking eternity. Just go, Tul. We'll figure it on set tomorrow, we always do.
Max heard the bed springs squeaking and kept his eyes tightly closed. He really didn't want to watch Tul leave. As a single tear rolled down his cheek, he felt a light touch wipe it away. Opening his eyes, he saw Tul leaning over him, his face so close.
With one swift move Tul captured Max's full lips and gave him a heartfelt kiss. He then pivoted on the ball of his foot and turned to leave. Max smiled and grabbed his, pulling him into his lap.
Tul fell back into Max's lap. Max reached up with his large hand and caressed his cheek and turned his head so he could look into his beautiful eyes. "Tul," He said softly, "Did you really think I'd let you leave when you finally gave me an opening?" Leaning forward, Max swiftly kissed him before Tul could even say anything.
The kiss was everything they needed on screen. Slow and sweet, full of Max's pent up longing and Tul's wonder. "Damn it," Thought Tul, "Even after a year, I will never forget him." He felt his blood warm and pool in his groin as Max fully explored the depths of his mouth. Max was big and strong. He swung Tul's legs up until he was sitting across his lap, and Tul had no choice but to put his arms around Max's neck.
As if in a dream, Tul felt hands push his shirt up and stroke his back. It felt warm, it felt comfortable and familiar and when Max murmured "Up" Tul lifted his arms and then went back to the mind numbing kisses.
It was bare skin to bare skin now, and Tul didn't know when Max took off his shirt but he liked the feel of skin to skin. He dropped his hands to his chest, to his pert nipples and played there as they kissed. It was as if his hands had a mind of their own. He was lost, he knew it.
Max groaned or moaned and moved Tul's hand to his bulge. "Feel this, Tul. You do this to me. You." He moved his hand to Tul's groin and palmed the bulge that had grown there. Pulling Tul into a deep kiss, he growled against his lips, "We do this to each other, Tul. You and I, are like fire."
Max picked Tul up and threw him on the bed. He reached over and undid his belt, pulling his pants and briefs down. His erection sprang free and Max sighed, "You're beautiful, Tul, beautiful."
Tul stared at the hungry look at Max, at the sheen of sweat on his body. He glowed in the light, like a god coming to eat him. A moan escaped him as Max's hand closed around his cock and pumped lightly. What was that? The sensations were going straight to his head and the ability to think was fading... it was feeling.
"Max..."
"Tul..." Max closed his lips around the tip of hard cock that was before him and Tul's hips bucked, trying to push it deeper. Max smiled, but controlled the pace. He finally had what he wanted and it was going to be slow...
"Mmm," A loud pop and Max released the suction and smiled. He slid up and the rough texture of his jeans made Tul buck. Max kissed Tul deeply and said, "Mine tonight, Tul, as I want. You're mine." His hand stroked his hard cock and slid the pre-cum and saliva.
Tul was shaking from the sensations. He wanted to touch too, and slid his hands over Max's bare skin, and tried to undo his pants.
He groaned at the blockage, and rubbed hard at the lump. Max kissed deeper and stroked him faster and Tul shook, and with a deep groan, cum shot between the men.
Max moved down and with his tongue, tasted Tul. It would have been better in his mouth, but next time. For now, this would do. Taking a bigger lick, Max kissed Tul as he played with his nipples. They were so hard.
"Take them off, Max. Let me watch." Tul was lost in desire. He wanted this man.
Max stood off the bed and undid the button on his jeans and pushed them off his hips and kicked them out of the way. He moved to the bed and Tul raised his hand and said, "Briefs, too." Max hooked his thumbs in the elastic and slipped them off and his cock sprang free.
It waved and bobbed, and Tul reached for it. He closed his hand around the girth and rubbed his thumb over the tip.
Max groaned. Tul looked up at Max and said, "Can I tasted you?" Max didn't answer, just guided Tul's head closer.
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My Husband
FanfictionFrom their first kiss on set, Tul Pakorn Thanasrivanitchai and Max Nattapol Diloknawarit have been attracted to each other but even though they play gay men in a BL drama series, Tul knows this isn't how men with responsibilities can be - free. Max...