FILL: Skin on Skin part 13 of ?
anonymous
January 6 2012, 20:32:33 UTC
It's been aaaaages, I apologise. THANKS FOR YOUR COMMENTS. I will finish this if it kills me and it might given that the ideas I have for how to do it will take a while to work out properly.
At first they soap up separately. Then Esca drips a playful hand on Marcus' shoulder and begins to rub rough, a hand that then clamps and slows, massaging away the ache taking up in Marcus' weary muscles.
When combined with the sex and the wall of humidity from the running hot water, this touch is too much bliss.
Marcus does the only thing he feels and leans face first against the tiles, exhaused
Esca peeks round at his face and with a slow smirk, his own eye lids more than a little heavy and says.
"Should get out before we fall asleep."
Marcus is happier there than he has been in a long time. He wants to stay cocooned in this enchanted world, where he is so satisfied.
"Too tired to move man."
Esca fiddles with the dials on the wall and Marcus watches him like a golden, hazy dream, unable to draw meaning together enough to work out what he's doing.
This state of affairs is quick reconciled by the jet of ice cold spray that Esca shoots down his back.
"Fuck!"
Marcus jerks straight, out of the path of the water.
Esca laughs, then ducks his own face under the blasting cold water crying. "Argh! That's got a kick to it!" Jerking away, shaking his head, apparently not feeling the shock less for it being self administered.
Marcus stands equally as dazed as he had rested.
"Come on." Esca says stepping out of the cubicle. Marcus is still too boneless to do anything but look at him. So Esca steps back in and sprays him continuous with the water until he has stepped out of the shower too.
*
Esca wraps himself firmly in a towel and goes to get their clothes.
*
At first they don't talk, they don't even look at one another. Its strangely sterile and cold between them, alienating, until Esca expressly comes to him and reaches up to put a towel clad hand to his hair.
Marcus is startled by the affection and pipes up.
"Robin says we could sell the clip to a studio."
"Yeah? I think we should."
"You're not at all weird about lots of people seeing it?"
"Well I've done it more than you, and money aside I sort of keep doing these things cos I want people to see." The look in his eye is pure mischievousness, Marcus smiles at his freedom.
"Why are you weird about people seeing it?"
"I feel weirder than I did now its done."
"Common enough story."
Esca presses the towel against his chest and when Marcus takes it from him says.
"You just wanna think that anyone who watches it is gonna be the type of person who enjoys it, or certainly the sort of fucker whose judgement you shouldn't worry about."
What he says is logic and of course something Marcus knows and believes in. It isn't judgement that bothers him but then something does and he's not sure what it is.
*
Esca is soon dressed as he once was, apart as he once was. It makes Marcus rush to remember that they were together, to think, with unsteady excitement in his guts that they've fucked. He's had his hand on him, his cock in his mouth.
It seems more surreal and unbelievable with each second.
"So you still wanna go hang out?" Marcus asks.
"Yeah. why wouldn't I?"
"Nah I was just thinking ya know with the..."
"The sex?"
"Yeah, with the, sex, that it'd be a bit intense."
"Intense is good though right?"
"Not for everyone."
"Not for you?" Esca jabs quicksmart.
"Nah, fine for me man, just, you know, not for people, thought I'd check."
Esca's face tightens at him briefly and he says.
"Look this is a bit of a weird situation anyway you wanna look at it, no sense pretending it isn't, but I mean what I say and I did say I liked ya."
Marcus laughs at himself a little. Catching to his amusement Esca smirks and says.
"God you do worry some don't you? You're like a nanna."
Marcus sniggers, "What?"
"A nanna!"
"What's that?
"Never mind."
Marcus grabs him by the arms, Esca's eyes sparkle up at him to be held forcefully, its so strangely natural to physically respond to one another.
"Tell me."
"A nanna is a grandma! An old woman Marcus. You worry like an old woman. It's gonna be alright."
Marcus smiles sheepish, releases him and bends to tie his shoes.
FILL: Skin on Skin part 14 of ?
anonymous
January 6 2012, 23:14:36 UTC
Dysfunctional situations + slight non PC language.
Esca decides they need coffee to replace the energy they've fucked out, so as the day draws dull they go to a Starbucks near Robin's place.
On the way in, Esca brags.
"I'm gonna have like 4 shots of espresso."
"Sounds strong man."
It's not what Marcus wants to say as Esca stands there flesh sexy before him, but it's all he has by way of small talk. It doesn't fall flat, Esca flashes him a naughty smile and says.
"I can handle it. I'm hardcore." They laugh. "What are you getting? Are you gonna get a lame drink like a latte?"
"Lattes aren't lame man."
"Oh please, they're practically hot milk!"
Marcus smiles at how animated and forceful Esca is over the issue.
"Come on, admit it! They are pretty lame! Unless you're a nanna. Seriously though are you a nanna underneath all that?"
Marcus laughs at Esca's accidental insinuation that he hasn't seen underneath his clothes, then Esca catches it and they both laugh full and free, heads bowed.
They calm just as they get to ordering and Marcus, high on their good spirit, borrows a pen and paper from the barista to give Esca his phone number.
"Just wanna get it out of the way."
"Ta."
Esca says, accepting with a smile and raised eyebrows.
*
All the awkwardness that hadn't seized in the chuckling minutes of mocking one another settles in about then. They know nothing about one another, so where they can start to talk casually, personally, seems elusive for a while.
They sit silent for a bit, then Marcus tries.
"So, how long have you been in America?"
It seems an unforgivable question the next second, prying.
"Couple a years."
"You like it here?"
"It's alright, better than England, nothing for me there."
Marcus looks.
Esca elaborates.
"Ah, it's a saga. Basically my mum died when I was little, so I lived with my aunt, but then she got cancer and died too, so my friend at the time, wanted to come here and I had nothing going for me there, so I came with, we split up, then, luckily, Robin offered me somewhere to stay."
"Ah so you've known Robin for a while?"
"Yeah."
"Did you meet through an ad too."
"Ah no, no, I've known him since I was a kid back in England, he moved to the States about the same time as me and we'd stayed in touch. I met him through my Aunt actually. Believe it or not once upon a time he was one of her boyfriends."
"What?" Marcus splutters laughing.
"Only for a little while, they split up when I was 11, certain, incompatibilities ya know." Esca smirks as he says it and Marcus shakes his head, still unable to quite take the improbability of what he's being told.
"Don't get me wrong Robin's not gay, he just, likes boys sometimes. Not that my aunt cared, she found out he'd been with a bloke mate, that was that. She slapped his face, called him a dirty poof and threw his clothes out into the street. She hated gays my aunt."
"What?" Marcus asks unable to process what he's heard.
Esca sniggers audibly at himself.
"God I'm making her sound awful. She wasn't that bad, I mean she was a good woman for takin' me in, she didn't have to, her and mum didn't get on. Plus it wasn't like she knew that I was a bit like Robin either, so she didn't know she was offending me with how she treated him, ya know. Its funny cos I think it was actually my aunt who helped me see I was a bit bent in the end."
"Really?" Marcus asks.
"Yeah. Even after she kicked him out she was always going on about Robin, how fucking disgusting it was what he did with those blokes. I'm sure I was meant to feel repulsed, but all I felt was found, ya know, like I finally understood what I was, what I'd always been. Not a very racy story as far as an awakening goes, but true."
Esca smiles and so does Marcus, impressed by how much Esca is willing to tell him, warmed by it, even as he finds himself confused and wondering over the peculiarity of his connection with Robin, about the details of it.
Their conversation seems to have mimicked their physical connection, leaping from a standing start of awkwardness to the throes of natural intimacy very quickly. Marcus knows things are only going to get more peculiar and infinitely more interesting from the focused look settling on Esca's face as he asks him.
FILL: Skin on Skin part 15 of ?
anonymous
February 16 2012, 17:20:49 UTC
O WHEN I'VE FINISHED THIS GONNA I'M CLEAN IT GOOOD...AH WELL, ONWARDS FOR THE TIME BEING EH...Thanks for still reading it those who are <3 More soon hopefully...
It surprises Marcus for Esca to ask after his sexuality given what they've just done together. Seeing this Esca elaborates.
"Listen last time I filmed the other guy fucked me proper, like he had definitely done that before, and then, when we were showering up he was telling me all about how he needed the extra money for his girlfriend's promise ring or something...?" Esca laughs in disbelief at the memory then adds, "people are complicated."
Marcus refuses to even bristle at Esca's casual talk of other guys, smirking silent at the charge of his forceful speech instead. Across from him Esca's eyes narrow a little.
"So are you straight then or what?"
Focusing on the spark in Esca's curiosity Marcus teases.
"I don't have a girlfriend."
Esca's smile flashes wide in his boyish face and he leans forward over the table, visibly pursuing, and asks.
"Do you have a boyfriend?"
Marcus shakes his head and says "No. You?"
"Nope. No point is there, what with all the fit men I get to fuck."
Esca gives Marcus a naughty smirk with hard eye contact as he says this, making it clear he is who he means by that comment. Marcus' face creases in embarrassed smile at how arousing he finds his aggressive intonation and forwardness. It seems impossible given all he's already had from him, but Marcus really wants, needs, to just take him somewhere and fuck him again right now. His blood is just too hot and radiating through him, he stares firmly as Esca says.
"I mean if I had one, he'd only start giving me jealous aggro after a while."
Marcus pretends to consider it and feeling able to pushes it on.
"Not if you'd found someone doing the same thing."
Esca's smile seems so beyond compare to Marcus, so light and free and kissable, he raises his eyebrows.
"True."
All trace of lingering awkwardness between them has evaporated from the intense heat that flared between them when they first met.
This is why it is the very worst thing in the world for Marcus to realise that the high pitched, jangly ringtone he hears is Esca's - his hand and attention move with upsetting speed to his pocket. He gives the face of his phone a look and says.
"Ah sorry, gotta take this it's Robin....Hiya...Yeah, yeah, I'm with that guy Marcus...yeah.."
Esca's smiles ecstatic at what he's being told on the other end and Marcus tries not to wonder what they're talking about, tries to just wait with nonchalance.
The call is done quickly and when Esca turns to Marcus he's smiling but quelling it.
"You ok?"
"Yeah but uhm I'm gonna have to go I'm afraid, there's something I've gotta go do."
"Oh, ok." Marcus can hear the casualness in his own voice ringing hollow as the same abandonment as before clangs around in his stomach.
Esca seems to be contemplating further apologies and a goodbye there and Marcus expects their time together to come to that end but then Esca's eyes lock to Marcus and it's like he can't leave without explaining himself.
"It's Robin he's set me up. He knows people in the porn industry, so I asked him to send a tape and some photos of me to this friend of his and yeah, I didn't expect to hear anything back, but apparently I'm meeting with the guy for an interview in like an hour."
"So you're doing porn properly?" Marcus asks cool.
"Yeah definitely I mean it's really good money isn't it and I mean to be paid to have sex is just the fucking best job ever really."
Marcus nods giving his best enthusiastic smile and Esca looks at him steady for a few beats then says.
"Anyway I'm sorry. Please don't think I'm just ditching ya. I really wanted to do this."
"Yeah no it's ok."
Marcus gets to his feet, preparing his face fixed against allowing any silly emotions of attachment to spring free. He extends his hand to Esca who stands already and is just about to say something inane like It was nice to meet you, when Esca erratically grabs his hand, looks him deep in the eyes and says.
"You will see me again."
Marcus is stunned to silent stillness by his intensity. It is impossible that he means it, but at the same time impossible to doubt him.
Re: FILL: Skin on Skin part 15 of ?coeurdesoleilFebruary 16 2012, 22:34:30 UTC
Eeee I was thinking about this story only yesterday, wondering whether there would ever be another update. I am so so happy that you are still writing this anon!
FILL: Skin on Skin part 16 of ?
anonymous
April 7 2012, 23:22:28 UTC
I seem only capable of producing this slowly... apologies but I will keep chugging till it's done.
It's going back to PORN TERRITORY SOON.
Marcus doesn't get Esca's number. With no option but to wait, he tries to put him firmly out of mind. He succeeds, apart from lone, stray moments where his brain forces memory of things. Like the sound of his strange accent echoing off the shower cubicle wall. How he smirked and laughed whilst sucking his cock.
With each passing day it seems more insane and embarassing how intensely he'd though he felt for him.
It's not like him to give good sex such meaning.
*
Marcus is asleep on the couch when Esca finally calls.
They've only just exchanged hellos and Marcus is sat trying to work out how he feels when Esca asks.
"Were you thinking on doing anymore porn?"
Esca has shot a film for a studio and they are about to shoot another but one of the tops they were going to use has dropped out.
Esca suggested Marcus to the director and he likes the looks of him from his photos so now Esca is calling to ask Marcus whether he'd like to do it. The money is good Esca explains, twice what Robin paid.
When Marcus pauses, unsure whether he wants to get into it again, Esca says.
"Ah go on, you know the chemistry between us is too good to waste."
Marcus tries not to blindly follow the freedom and smile he hears in Esca's voice, but when he cheekily says, "So you're in?"
His heart silently explodes its yes.
*
The morning of the shoot they agree to meet somewhere they both know near to the warehouse hired for the day.
Esca has a cheerful smile and a schedule of shooting, both of which he shares with Marcus on the short walk to the set. First on the agenda is Esca giving Marcus a blow job to ejaculation. They will then rest whilst the other pair are shot doing similar. Then they will come back and shoot the sex. Then the other two will fuck for the camera. Then after this Marcus will be sucked by the other bottom and Esca will do likewise to the other top.
To suck cock to full ejaculation like this, then have a whole new seperate scene for sex was better because it gave the editor a choice of come shots but it would make for a tense day where they would both be expected to get hard three times in short succession.
Marcus knows he'll have no problem getting hard whilst Esca's around, but he wonders about getting with the other guy.
*
In the corner there is a white sheeted bed and a beige walled set where it will all go down. There are half a dozen people around this bed, one moving lights, a few huddled around pieces of camera equipment.
The director is miles from Robin's gentle observance. When he talks about the scene he is vigourous in his instructions. He wants dominance from Marcus. Verbal orders to Esca. Esca was to deep throat and at the end Marcus was to come over his face, at which point Esca would hand himself to completion over his stomach. There was to be no mutual touching, no kissing, nothing, just hard, fast penetration by the top.
With these things kept in mind they were to fuck how they felt, just go at it until they were told to change position or do it differently.
Esca seems unconcerned by these instructions, familiar perhaps but Marcus feels a pang of nerves that he barely suppresses when he realises how much is expected of him. This seems more like performance and acting than what he has done and he feels preciously unprepared for it.
*
Marcus and Esca stand around waiting for the call to begin.
The cameras are set up, the lights are in place reflecting well off their made up flesh into the lenses.
Everyone is silent.
Marcus feels hyper aware of everything, he can sense the presence of each of the unspeaking cameramen in the room. Unable to quite block them out he feels like he can smell them and hear them and feel each of their pairs of eyes all over him too.
He's trying to be aroused against the thought when the director shouts action.
Esca strides toward him. His eyes are fixed, his face sullen, defiant, perfect.
Marcus' heart sets itself racing in his chest. Right there making him submit stops being something Marcus is uneasy about and becomes a game he wants to play.
At first they soap up separately. Then Esca drips a playful hand on Marcus' shoulder and begins to rub rough, a hand that then clamps and slows, massaging away the ache taking up in Marcus' weary muscles.
When combined with the sex and the wall of humidity from the running hot water, this touch is too much bliss.
Marcus does the only thing he feels and leans face first against the tiles, exhaused
Esca peeks round at his face and with a slow smirk, his own eye lids more than a little heavy and says.
"Should get out before we fall asleep."
Marcus is happier there than he has been in a long time. He wants to stay cocooned in this enchanted world, where he is so satisfied.
"Too tired to move man."
Esca fiddles with the dials on the wall and Marcus watches him like a golden, hazy dream, unable to draw meaning together enough to work out what he's doing.
This state of affairs is quick reconciled by the jet of ice cold spray that Esca shoots down his back.
"Fuck!"
Marcus jerks straight, out of the path of the water.
Esca laughs, then ducks his own face under the blasting cold water crying. "Argh! That's got a kick to it!" Jerking away, shaking his head, apparently not feeling the shock less for it being self administered.
Marcus stands equally as dazed as he had rested.
"Come on." Esca says stepping out of the cubicle. Marcus is still too boneless to do anything but look at him. So Esca steps back in and sprays him continuous with the water until he has stepped out of the shower too.
*
Esca wraps himself firmly in a towel and goes to get their clothes.
*
At first they don't talk, they don't even look at one another. Its strangely sterile and cold between them, alienating, until Esca expressly comes to him and reaches up to put a towel clad hand to his hair.
Marcus is startled by the affection and pipes up.
"Robin says we could sell the clip to a studio."
"Yeah? I think we should."
"You're not at all weird about lots of people seeing it?"
"Well I've done it more than you, and money aside I sort of keep doing these things cos I want people to see." The look in his eye is pure mischievousness, Marcus smiles at his freedom.
"Why are you weird about people seeing it?"
"I feel weirder than I did now its done."
"Common enough story."
Esca presses the towel against his chest and when Marcus takes it from him says.
"You just wanna think that anyone who watches it is gonna be the type of person who enjoys it, or certainly the sort of fucker whose judgement you shouldn't worry about."
What he says is logic and of course something Marcus knows and believes in. It isn't judgement that bothers him but then something does and he's not sure what it is.
*
Esca is soon dressed as he once was, apart as he once was. It makes Marcus rush to remember that they were together, to think, with unsteady excitement in his guts that they've fucked. He's had his hand on him, his cock in his mouth.
It seems more surreal and unbelievable with each second.
"So you still wanna go hang out?" Marcus asks.
"Yeah. why wouldn't I?"
"Nah I was just thinking ya know with the..."
"The sex?"
"Yeah, with the, sex, that it'd be a bit intense."
"Intense is good though right?"
"Not for everyone."
"Not for you?" Esca jabs quicksmart.
"Nah, fine for me man, just, you know, not for people, thought I'd check."
Esca's face tightens at him briefly and he says.
"Look this is a bit of a weird situation anyway you wanna look at it, no sense pretending it isn't, but I mean what I say and I did say I liked ya."
Marcus laughs at himself a little. Catching to his amusement Esca smirks and says.
"God you do worry some don't you? You're like a nanna."
Marcus sniggers, "What?"
"A nanna!"
"What's that?
"Never mind."
Marcus grabs him by the arms, Esca's eyes sparkle up at him to be held forcefully, its so strangely natural to physically respond to one another.
"Tell me."
"A nanna is a grandma! An old woman Marcus. You worry like an old woman. It's gonna be alright."
Marcus smiles sheepish, releases him and bends to tie his shoes.
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Esca decides they need coffee to replace the energy they've fucked out, so as the day draws dull they go to a Starbucks near Robin's place.
On the way in, Esca brags.
"I'm gonna have like 4 shots of espresso."
"Sounds strong man."
It's not what Marcus wants to say as Esca stands there flesh sexy before him, but it's all he has by way of small talk. It doesn't fall flat, Esca flashes him a naughty smile and says.
"I can handle it. I'm hardcore." They laugh. "What are you getting? Are you gonna get a lame drink like a latte?"
"Lattes aren't lame man."
"Oh please, they're practically hot milk!"
Marcus smiles at how animated and forceful Esca is over the issue.
"Come on, admit it! They are pretty lame! Unless you're a nanna. Seriously though are you a nanna underneath all that?"
Marcus laughs at Esca's accidental insinuation that he hasn't seen underneath his clothes, then Esca catches it and they both laugh full and free, heads bowed.
They calm just as they get to ordering and Marcus, high on their good spirit, borrows a pen and paper from the barista to give Esca his phone number.
"Just wanna get it out of the way."
"Ta."
Esca says, accepting with a smile and raised eyebrows.
*
All the awkwardness that hadn't seized in the chuckling minutes of mocking one another settles in about then. They know nothing about one another, so where they can start to talk casually, personally, seems elusive for a while.
They sit silent for a bit, then Marcus tries.
"So, how long have you been in America?"
It seems an unforgivable question the next second, prying.
"Couple a years."
"You like it here?"
"It's alright, better than England, nothing for me there."
Marcus looks.
Esca elaborates.
"Ah, it's a saga. Basically my mum died when I was little, so I lived with my aunt, but then she got cancer and died too, so my friend at the time, wanted to come here and I had nothing going for me there, so I came with, we split up, then, luckily, Robin offered me somewhere to stay."
"Ah so you've known Robin for a while?"
"Yeah."
"Did you meet through an ad too."
"Ah no, no, I've known him since I was a kid back in England, he moved to the States about the same time as me and we'd stayed in touch. I met him through my Aunt actually. Believe it or not once upon a time he was one of her boyfriends."
"What?" Marcus splutters laughing.
"Only for a little while, they split up when I was 11, certain, incompatibilities ya know." Esca smirks as he says it and Marcus shakes his head, still unable to quite take the improbability of what he's being told.
"Don't get me wrong Robin's not gay, he just, likes boys sometimes. Not that my aunt cared, she found out he'd been with a bloke mate, that was that. She slapped his face, called him a dirty poof and threw his clothes out into the street. She hated gays my aunt."
"What?" Marcus asks unable to process what he's heard.
Esca sniggers audibly at himself.
"God I'm making her sound awful. She wasn't that bad, I mean she was a good woman for takin' me in, she didn't have to, her and mum didn't get on. Plus it wasn't like she knew that I was a bit like Robin either, so she didn't know she was offending me with how she treated him, ya know. Its funny cos I think it was actually my aunt who helped me see I was a bit bent in the end."
"Really?" Marcus asks.
"Yeah. Even after she kicked him out she was always going on about Robin, how fucking disgusting it was what he did with those blokes. I'm sure I was meant to feel repulsed, but all I felt was found, ya know, like I finally understood what I was, what I'd always been. Not a very racy story as far as an awakening goes, but true."
Esca smiles and so does Marcus, impressed by how much Esca is willing to tell him, warmed by it, even as he finds himself confused and wondering over the peculiarity of his connection with Robin, about the details of it.
Their conversation seems to have mimicked their physical connection, leaping from a standing start of awkwardness to the throes of natural intimacy very quickly. Marcus knows things are only going to get more peculiar and infinitely more interesting from the focused look settling on Esca's face as he asks him.
"Are you gay?"
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It surprises Marcus for Esca to ask after his sexuality given what they've just done together. Seeing this Esca elaborates.
"Listen last time I filmed the other guy fucked me proper, like he had definitely done that before, and then, when we were showering up he was telling me all about how he needed the extra money for his girlfriend's promise ring or something...?" Esca laughs in disbelief at the memory then adds, "people are complicated."
Marcus refuses to even bristle at Esca's casual talk of other guys, smirking silent at the charge of his forceful speech instead. Across from him Esca's eyes narrow a little.
"So are you straight then or what?"
Focusing on the spark in Esca's curiosity Marcus teases.
"I don't have a girlfriend."
Esca's smile flashes wide in his boyish face and he leans forward over the table, visibly pursuing, and asks.
"Do you have a boyfriend?"
Marcus shakes his head and says "No. You?"
"Nope. No point is there, what with all the fit men I get to fuck."
Esca gives Marcus a naughty smirk with hard eye contact as he says this, making it clear he is who he means by that comment. Marcus' face creases in embarrassed smile at how arousing he finds his aggressive intonation and forwardness. It seems impossible given all he's already had from him, but Marcus really wants, needs, to just take him somewhere and fuck him again right now. His blood is just too hot and radiating through him, he stares firmly as Esca says.
"I mean if I had one, he'd only start giving me jealous aggro after a while."
Marcus pretends to consider it and feeling able to pushes it on.
"Not if you'd found someone doing the same thing."
Esca's smile seems so beyond compare to Marcus, so light and free and kissable, he raises his eyebrows.
"True."
All trace of lingering awkwardness between them has evaporated from the intense heat that flared between them when they first met.
This is why it is the very worst thing in the world for Marcus to realise that the high pitched, jangly ringtone he hears is Esca's - his hand and attention move with upsetting speed to his pocket. He gives the face of his phone a look and says.
"Ah sorry, gotta take this it's Robin....Hiya...Yeah, yeah, I'm with that guy Marcus...yeah.."
Esca's smiles ecstatic at what he's being told on the other end and Marcus tries not to wonder what they're talking about, tries to just wait with nonchalance.
The call is done quickly and when Esca turns to Marcus he's smiling but quelling it.
"You ok?"
"Yeah but uhm I'm gonna have to go I'm afraid, there's something I've gotta go do."
"Oh, ok." Marcus can hear the casualness in his own voice ringing hollow as the same abandonment as before clangs around in his stomach.
Esca seems to be contemplating further apologies and a goodbye there and Marcus expects their time together to come to that end but then Esca's eyes lock to Marcus and it's like he can't leave without explaining himself.
"It's Robin he's set me up. He knows people in the porn industry, so I asked him to send a tape and some photos of me to this friend of his and yeah, I didn't expect to hear anything back, but apparently I'm meeting with the guy for an interview in like an hour."
"So you're doing porn properly?" Marcus asks cool.
"Yeah definitely I mean it's really good money isn't it and I mean to be paid to have sex is just the fucking best job ever really."
Marcus nods giving his best enthusiastic smile and Esca looks at him steady for a few beats then says.
"Anyway I'm sorry. Please don't think I'm just ditching ya. I really wanted to do this."
"Yeah no it's ok."
Marcus gets to his feet, preparing his face fixed against allowing any silly emotions of attachment to spring free. He extends his hand to Esca who stands already and is just about to say something inane like It was nice to meet you, when Esca erratically grabs his hand, looks him deep in the eyes and says.
"You will see me again."
Marcus is stunned to silent stillness by his intensity. It is impossible that he means it, but at the same time impossible to doubt him.
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It's going back to PORN TERRITORY SOON.
Marcus doesn't get Esca's number. With no option but to wait, he tries to put him firmly out of mind. He succeeds, apart from lone, stray moments where his brain forces memory of things. Like the sound of his strange accent echoing off the shower cubicle wall. How he smirked and laughed whilst sucking his cock.
With each passing day it seems more insane and embarassing how intensely he'd though he felt for him.
It's not like him to give good sex such meaning.
*
Marcus is asleep on the couch when Esca finally calls.
They've only just exchanged hellos and Marcus is sat trying to work out how he feels when Esca asks.
"Were you thinking on doing anymore porn?"
Esca has shot a film for a studio and they are about to shoot another but one of the tops they were going to use has dropped out.
Esca suggested Marcus to the director and he likes the looks of him from his photos so now Esca is calling to ask Marcus whether he'd like to do it. The money is good Esca explains, twice what Robin paid.
When Marcus pauses, unsure whether he wants to get into it again, Esca says.
"Ah go on, you know the chemistry between us is too good to waste."
Marcus tries not to blindly follow the freedom and smile he hears in Esca's voice, but when he cheekily says, "So you're in?"
His heart silently explodes its yes.
*
The morning of the shoot they agree to meet somewhere they both know near to the warehouse hired for the day.
Esca has a cheerful smile and a schedule of shooting, both of which he shares with Marcus on the short walk to the set.
First on the agenda is Esca giving Marcus a blow job to ejaculation. They will then rest whilst the other pair are shot doing similar. Then they will come back and shoot the sex. Then the other two will fuck for the camera. Then after this Marcus will be sucked by the other bottom and Esca will do likewise to the other top.
To suck cock to full ejaculation like this, then have a whole new seperate scene for sex was better because it gave the editor a choice of come shots but it would make for a tense day where they would both be expected to get hard three times in short succession.
Marcus knows he'll have no problem getting hard whilst Esca's around, but he wonders about getting with the other guy.
*
In the corner there is a white sheeted bed and a beige walled set where it will all go down. There are half a dozen people around this bed, one moving lights, a few huddled around pieces of camera equipment.
The director is miles from Robin's gentle observance. When he talks about the scene he is vigourous in his instructions. He wants dominance from Marcus. Verbal orders to Esca. Esca was to deep throat and at the end Marcus was to come over his face, at which point Esca would hand himself to completion over his stomach. There was to be no mutual touching, no kissing, nothing, just hard, fast penetration by the top.
With these things kept in mind they were to fuck how they felt, just go at it until they were told to change position or do it differently.
Esca seems unconcerned by these instructions, familiar perhaps but Marcus feels a pang of nerves that he barely suppresses when he realises how much is expected of him. This seems more like performance and acting than what he has done and he feels preciously unprepared for it.
*
Marcus and Esca stand around waiting for the call to begin.
The cameras are set up, the lights are in place reflecting well off their made up flesh into the lenses.
Everyone is silent.
Marcus feels hyper aware of everything, he can sense the presence of each of the unspeaking cameramen in the room. Unable to quite block them out he feels like he can smell them and hear them and feel each of their pairs of eyes all over him too.
He's trying to be aroused against the thought when the director shouts action.
Esca strides toward him. His eyes are fixed, his face sullen, defiant, perfect.
Marcus' heart sets itself racing in his chest. Right there making him submit stops being something Marcus is uneasy about and becomes a game he wants to play.
"You wanna suck my cock?"
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(Oh god this only just entered porn territory again and I'm already incoherent...)
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