Chapter 11
eleven
Alex checked the condom was the right way around, and then rolled it down onto his cock, before stooping to search in his jacket again for the sachet of lubricant.
He opened it and slathered a good amount on his dick.
Isard stood with his back to him, leaning on the table.
He suddenly seemed tense and nervous. Alex approached and while with one hand he gently massaged Isard’s shoulder, he placed his other hand, with the lubricant, between Isard’s ass cheeks and began to massage there. Isard swallowed.
“Just relax,” Alex whispered. He worked his cock and came up behind Isard, but he already knew this wasn’t going to work. “Hey, come with me.” And he took Isard’s hand, leading him toward the door.
“Sorry,” Isard said. “Just the thought of being fucked makes me tense.”
They went inside, leaving their clothes scattered on the terrace, and returned to the studio. Inside, Alex led Isard into the center of the tatami matting.
“Lie down, on your back.”
Isard lay on the matting, his erection sticking straight up, while Alex stood over him, working his cock in the condom, keeping it hard.
“You look gorgeous,” Alex said.
“You are damn sexy,” Isard replied.
Seeing Isard’s pale body laid there, with his dark hair, sparse in the trail down his stomach, but thicker and bushier around his groin, seemed to him poetically like a river.
He dropped to his knees between Isard’s thighs, and lowered his head to suck Isard some more, just for a few moments, relishing his slim hard length.
The taste of Isard in his mouth excited and got him harder.
Then he lifted Isard’s feet from the floor, gripping him by the ankles, and raised his feet over his head.
Isard’s ass was sparsely furred in dark hair, thicker around his crack.
Alex dropped his head and began to explore that with his tongue, working Isard’s ass, enjoying the sweaty musk of their workout.
Isard began to moan in ecstasy as he relaxed and just let himself go, feeling the intense sensation of Alex’s tongue on the sensitive skin around his anus.
Alex pushed his tongue inside, lubricating his ass.
All the while he was eating Isard, Alex kept working one hand on his own dick encased in the condom.
Finally, when Isard’s hole was slippery and lubricated, he placed the head of his dick at Isard’s hole.
“Take a deep breath and breath out slowly.”
As Isard exhaled, he pushed in slowly and evenly. Isard’s breath became a cry, but he kept breathing, relaxing more and more. Finally Alex was deep inside.
“Feel OK?”
Isard nodded, still focusing on his breathing. Without moving, Alex leaned in and kissed him deeply. Their mouths opened and their tongues entwined. They stayed that way for along time, Alex barely moving, just enjoying the two of them locked together through their mouths and groins.
“That feels nice,” Isard whispered.
Alex flexed inside him, and when he nodded that it was OK, Alex drew his cock out slowly until just the head was still just held by his sphincter before pushing back in smoothly.
Isard sighed and groaned, but Alex could tell it was not hurting him as it had at first. He pulled out again, all the time his eyes boring into Isard’s, trying to read him.
This time when he pushed in, Isard’s eyes widened, but he let out a wow!
, smiling through the pain. Alex increased his rhythm a little faster.
Their gazes remained locked together, eyes just inches from each other.
Alex saw that Isard’s irises weren’t brown as he’d first thought, but far lighter, almost hazel in color.
How had he not noticed that? He kept thrusting in, establishing a regular rhythm, until Isard was moaning loudly.
“Oh yes, please! Fuck me Alex! I want you!”
“You’re beautiful, Isard. I’ve wanted to do this for so long!”
But he was getting close. He didn’t want to cum before Isard, so he held off and tried to focus on other things, like the sunlit hazel of Isard’s eyes. But Isard was crying out, and had grabbed his own cock and started pumping it.
“I’m close! Give it to me, give me your cum!”
And then he couldn’t hold off. Arching his back and driving into Isard with all his might, he began to cum in big spasms, feeling the condom fill around his dick, becoming slippery with his own cum.
Isard was pulling himself wildly, and then he cried out, shooting large gobs of semen right up the dark trail of his chest. Alex collapsed on top of him and their mouths found each other, kissing deeply as their orgasms subsided.
Carefully taking hold of the edge of the condom with one hand to avoid it slipping off, Alex slowly pulled out.
Now tender after having come, Isard winced as he withdrew.
Alex got up and, carrying the full condom to the edge of the room, he wrapped it in a tissue that was sitting on the desk, and then deposited it in the waste paper basket.
Then, nabbing a towel hanging on a hook, he came back and knelt down beside him, and began wiping Isard’s body clean of cum and lubricant.
Then he lay down beside him on the matting, cradling him in his arms.
“That was awesome,” Isard breathed. “Thank you.”
“Not too rough?”
Isard shook his head. “It hurt at times, but it also felt good.” Then he smiled. “You have quite a mean streak. Quite cruel even, but in a horny way.”
“I loved everything we did,” Alex said. “And I’m glad I was able to help you discover some new things you didn’t know you liked. So what was my cruelest move then?”
Leaving after my dad surprised us, was what Isard wanted to say, but he held it back, saying instead:
“Definitely the deep throat. That was very horny. I hope we can do that again.”
“You bet. I loved that.” Alex was silent for a moment, then his face clouded before he went on. “So, do you think we could keep seeing each other? Totally in a non-professional capacity, of course.”
“I hope so,” Isard said. “But aren’t you bisexual? Won’t you want to… see other people?”
Alex shook his head. “Just you, only you. I want to explore where we can go with this. But…”
“Yeah? What?”
“You have to be patient with me. Our backgrounds are totally different. I’m not used to being quite so open about this. My folks are endlessly pressuring me to get married….”
“Do you want to?”
“No, I… I want to explore what we have together. But I can’t go from black to white in an instant. And I won’t disrespect them either. ”
“OK.” Isard looked serious and sat up, crossing his legs so that there was a bit of distance between them.
“But you need to make me the commitment that you’ll work toward being open about who you are, and not hiding it, whether that’s gay or bisexual.
I don’t want to spend the rest of my life with someone who’s in the closet. ”
“The rest of your life? I hope it’s the rest of our lives.”
They looked at each other for a long time, each trying to read what might be the other’s truth.
“OK, I like you… a lot,” Isard finally said. “I’d really like that to be more.”
“Me too,” said Alex. “I want to be with you and see if we can make this work. I know it’s way too early to say ‘I lo—’”
“Way too early!” Isard broke in. “Let’s just keep liking each other for now, and see where that leads.”
“OK,” Alex nodded. “Can I kiss you now?”
“Totally.”
So they kissed.
“Sorry,” Alex said, “but I’m going to say it.”
“Don’t say it. Not unless you mean it.”
“I do mean it.”
“Are you sure? Then say it.”
“I love you, Isard. Sorry if it’s too soon. But I love you, OK? It’s OK if you don’t love me, but I just had to say it. I’ve kind of been feeling that for a while.”
“Alex…”
“Don’t say it. There’s no pressure. And like you said, it’s too soon. We totally should not be saying this. Just forget—”
“Quiet for a minute!”
“Sorry.”
“And don’t apologize.”
“Wow, the tables have really turned!”
But at Isard’s look, he closed his mouth.
“Alex, I’ve loved you almost since the moment I laid eyes on you.
I think it was that moment when I interrupted you changing the fuse in my caravan.
I was like, why is this guy doing this? And then I just knew, I was in love with you.
And still am. These four weeks… being professional…
have been the hardest in my whole life, trying to keep my hands off you.
But I knew you needed this job. And I didn’t want to mess it up for you.
And I needed to give this film my best shot too.
That was Papa’s advice actually, be professional and keep our hands off each other.
But now we can be together, I want to be with you, and I want you to know: I. Love. You. There, I’ve said it too.”
Alex took Isard’s face in his hands and kissed him.
“I love you.”
“I love you too.” Isard was silent for a moment and then said, “Now we truly do have the rest of our lives.”
So then they kissed again, wrapped in each other’s arms, naked on the tatami matting of Alex’s studio.
THE END