From 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...
It was at that moment, Max realized they were staying overnight.
What did Tul really have in mind when he said that leaving marks on his body was a problem? Max loved those scratches from his wildcat.
They finished off the champagne waiting for that call and Tul wandered the room, smelling the beautiful roses and avoiding Max's questions. Once that call came, Tul threw open the huge windows and started to strip. He first took off his shoes, then his socks. He unbuttoned his shirt and slipped it off his shoulders.
Max's mouth dropped open, seeing his reserved Tul stripping in front of a damn window. "What the fuck, Tul!"
Tul's hands went to his waist and undid the button and pushed his pants and briefs off with one swift motion. Kicking them aside, he stepped outside, naked. "Don't you ever just want to be free, Max?" In the cool night air, Max watch Tul's pale nude body walk away.
"Tul, wait!" That little striptease had left him hard as a rock. Max ran after him and found him laying on his back, stroking himself. He was on a low bed, surrounded by white pillows, his eyes were closed and he was slowly stroking his cock. It was hard, the head swollen and the tip was wet. Max swore again. Tul permitted himself a wee smile but didn't open his eyes.
Max jumped on the bed and straddled his legs and pulled Tul's hands from his cock. "You're mine, did you forget? Who gave you permission to fucking cum without me?" he growled. He bent down and licked him from balls to shaft, and Tul moaned. His member twitched, craving more.
"More, Baby, God, I want more." He pleaded. Max smiled slowly and just kept licking him like a popsicle, never fully taking him into his mouth. Tul pushed his hips, trying desperately to sink his tip into his mouth.
"Oh, sweets, you are bad, so bad..." Max whispered. "Making me think I wouldn't have sex for months on end!"
"Max," Tul said, "I need you so bad, always, but I can't touch you. I keep hurting you." Tul was loosing reason now, lust glazed his eyes and Max's tongue was doing things to his lower half that could be illegal. "Have you considered that clause in our contract?"
"What clause?" Max was only thinking of Tul, of making him cum. He could taste the sticky sweetness of him now, and he wanted more.
"The one that says we will pay a penalty for each day that we can't film because of body injuries." Tul was gasping now as Max kept a plunging rhythm with his fingers. He kept his hands curled tightly in the blankets. Now, right now was the time to tell him about the ropes.
Max sat back, stilling his hand. "I didn't see it. So you're telling me if you claw me, those assholes will take money from us for having sex???? How is that fair?"
Tul leaned forward, and kissed him. Swiftly, lightly. "It's not. That's why we needed tonight." He reached under the low bed and brought out the silk ropes and gave them to Max.
"What in the hell, Tul, am I to do with this?" Max asked, holding them. Tul kissed him again, deeper, longer, full of all the pent up feeling he been suppressing for weeks.
"Tie my hands up, Baby, so I can't scratch you. Bruises and bite marks they can cover but no matter how short I've cut my nails, I make you bleed. I love leaving marks on you. You encourage it, Max. I can't stop it myself because I don't even know I do it." Tul had been stroking himself while talking and rubbing Max through his pants.
Max took the rope and grabbed one arm and tied it the bed and then repeated it to the other arm. Oh my fucking god, Tul was a genius! Why hadn't they done this sooner? Tul was hotter than the sun now.
Max leaned down and whispered in his right ear, "I'm so sorry for what I'm about to do Tul... " He undid the button on his pants and pulled out his engorged cock. He spotted the lube Tul had laid out near the hidden ropes and he slid a bit inside Tul's swollen flower and with a single thrust, entered. Tul screamed! Screamed... not moaned, but screamed!
Max sighed, feeling Tul adjust to his intrusion. Tul's legs were over his shoulders and Max pulled Tul closer, up on to his lap.
"Fuck me, Max," Tul shouted, "Oh my fucking god, Max, move!" Tul had never felt so ful, so complete as he did now.
Max moved slowly, afraid he'd loose control too fast and come but Tul was squirming and it was so hard to be slow. Tul's ass was warm, slick and oh, so tight. He was home. Wherever Tul was, that was home.
Tul urged Max to move faster, his body flushed and he started to chant. "Faster, baby faster. Make me fly!" His hands grasped those silken ropes and he hung on for dear life as Max found his pace and took Tul to the moon.
Tul came first, cum shot in spurts all the way up to his chin, decorating both their bodies and Max followed soon after. Cum dripped lazily from Tul's bottom as they lay together, letting the night air cool their bodies.
"Tul," Max said slowly, "Is it a prerogative of rich people to have not a single mosquito in their gardens?"
Tul started to laugh and couldn't stop. They'd found a solution. Actually, together they'd found a solution to every problem. Life was good.
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So, yes, the book is finished, I would like to say thank you to those who have voted along the way. Many, many thanks for that. I don't have many commenters among my readers, I guess that's a good thing? I'm not sure...
So since you stayed for this incredibly LOOOONG journey (over 20,000 words if you care, woowee!) again, I say, Thank YOU!
Now, it's time to decide my next couple... should they be real or drama? hmmm, I can't decide if it should be Ae & Pete (sickeningly sweet, I'd like more angst NOT related to Pete's hang-ups lol) from LBC or Saint & Zee (I love his muscles...)
