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If Zhang Zhehan had ever been told that he would find himself in such a situation, he would have laughed it off. Jokes aside, his little “problem” became bigger and bigger day after day. Fleeting touches, the loud “ Da-ge ” with the echoing hahaha and heeheehee , and attentive glances, supposedly by accident, could still be endured. He could reconcile and pull himself together, after all, this is not his first job with some passion for his filming partner, but one small thing happened…More precisely, it’s not even small, believe me, Zhehan looked at it more than once, and even touched it by accident a couple of times. And no, it’s absolutely not his fault that at the opening ceremony, this stupid tall puppy in human form decided to wear loose pants, emphasizing, to put it mildly, how “happy” this puppy was to meet him. It all started from that day.
This question haunted him for several days in a row, so one working morning, he waited for his assistant Xiao Yu, also his childhood friend, to bring a bottle of water and some fruits. Zhehan leaned towards him at the low folding table and said quietly, “How big do you think he is?”
Xiao Yu gave him a puzzled look and raised an eyebrow, “What are you talking about?”
“About Gong Jun's eggplant of course!”
Poor Xiao Yu, who opened a bottle of water very inopportunely, did not immediately understand what exactly Zhehan wanted from him. He asked carefully, “What?”
“How big do you think he is?” Zhehan repeated his question.
“...Oh heavens!” Xiao Yu, who was trying to swallow, choked at exactly the same moment.
“Don’t shout,” Zhehan hissed and pat his friend on the back.
“Why even ask ME such questions? Although no, don’t answer, I don’t want to know,” Xiao Yu groaned and chose to quickly leave the danger zone.
Zhehan returned to his new favorite activity - visual calculations - “how big Gong Jun is?”
At first, Zhehan justified his attention by simple curiosity, because it was quite difficult to see Gong Jun in inner clothes, staying fully costumed while Zhehan himself was dying from the heat, took everything off immediately after the words, “Stop, it’s filmed.” At such moments, he often caught interested glances from his partner. Nice feeling.
Zhehan couldn’t complain that he was deprived of natural gifts. After all, he was tall, had a thin waist that any girl would envy, broad shoulders, good posture, six-pack abs, and a beautiful chest and buttocks. His sporting past has borne fruit. Zhehan himself felt a little out of place, but kept his face and always gratefully accepted compliments, both from girls and boys. He knew that he was good looking, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to work in this industry, but as the years passed, his youthful self-confidence was fading away. Especially after the injury, when he had to let go of his passion - basketball.
So, seeing a handsome colleague, he was slightly eaten away, first by envy, and then by curiosity. He saw these folds on his pants and that’s it. He was doomed . His thoughts constantly ran away, bringing rather strange thoughts, and then fantasies.
At first he just wanted to watch, at least for a little while. Then hold it, and then taste it…
The summer was too hot, and crazy thoughts threw stupid ideas into his head, instead of separating them. Either put on shorts on your naked body, or a T-shirt with a larger neckline ?
Gong Jun's glances became longer and heavier.
One day, an emotionally difficult scene in a cave was scheduled, where his character, Zhou Zishu, finally understands who his companion Lao Wen really is. It was also quite hot in the cave, but still better than in the open area. Putting his favorite gray shorts on, he was looking forward to the moment of “hugs”.
Gong Jun was visibly nervous, covering his excitement with a loud hahaha . It was difficult for him to focus, especially when Zhehan was so close.
Zhehan hugged Gong Jun, who only said, voice lower than usual, "Zhang-laoshi...Now it was dangerous."
Zhehan smiled at the corner of his mouth, and leaning slightly towards Gong Jun’s ear, he softly whispered, “You can’t even imagine how much.”
Gong Jun blushed slightly, (is he embarrassed? ) But either from the proximity, or from the smell of Gong Jun’s body, or from his rapid breathing, it seemed as if Zhehan was in the real hell. He was already ready to step on his principles and rules when, pressing closer, he felt how welcomed he was below. It seemed that a little more and from the heat in his body or from the heat in the cave, he would simply pass out. Gong Jun, seeing that Zhehan was dizzy, pulled away, holding him by the shoulders, and motioned for an assistant for a bottle of water.
“Zhang-laoshi! Da-ge, Da-ge! Are you okay?” A concerned voice pulled Zhehan out of the veil before his eyes.
“Am I? Yes, yes, everything is fine Junjun, it’s just too hot here,” Zhehan said and smiled slightly.
“Let's take a break, okay?” Gong Jun gently squeezed his shoulder and handed him a bottle of water that his assistant had brought, “Here, drink it.”
From that moment on, Zhehan realized that there was no turning back. He began to often dream of moments of intimacy with Gong Jun. And every time when he could touch or look at Gong Jun's dick, his dreams were cut short.
“ Like a teen, I woke up with a boner ,” flashed through his head. He leaned back on the pillow, groaning softly.
He
urgently
needed to
have sex.
“I've invited someone here, can you organize the pass?” Zhehan asked Xiao Yu as if by chance.
He just shook his head, “Do you need to talk?”
“About what?”
“About your “ problem ”?”
“No!!”
“Why not?”
“Have you ever seen him? He has legs, legs... like a heron! Look how long they are!”
“AND?”
“I... I can't.”
“What? Wait, what? Excuse me? You can't? This is something new.”
“I.. What if he won't understand everything correctly, and we still have about a month to work together.”
“Talk to him.”
“No.”
“...”
“I said NO!”
“...”
“I won't talk to him! Just bring me the guest pass, okay?”
He
urgently
needed to
have sex.
The young man, whom Xiao Yu brought, was very much in Zhehan's taste. On any other day, Zhehan wouldn't mind flirting and maybe even something more, but for some reason he felt out of place today. This is weird . They had a pretty nice conversation by walking around the set. The cast filmed scenes without Zhehan's participation, so he could calmly spend his free time productively , but…after he noticed Gong Jun’s attentive gaze, Zhehan felt a heat in his lower part. This look awakened something wild, crazy, primitive in him. He decided that he should bring himself an opportunity to have something intriguing only by provoking this look. “Well, just for a little,” Zhehan smiled at this thought. He’ll send his guest to walk away somewhere when it will be enough.
Zhehan noticed that with every touch of his guest's hand, playful hug, or even smile, Gong Jun's gaze became darker and gloomier. Gong Jun’s cheekbones became more intense, making his incredibly handsome face even more beautiful.
Gong Jun's patience lasted exactly an hour.
He approached them first, introducing himself succinctly. He used the gaze of the Master of the Valley of Ghosts . Zhehan was ready to fall to his knees and suck him off right then and there. He swallowed and asked his guest to bring a bottle of water, citing his “dry throat.” As soon as the guy was out of sight, Gong Jun gently touched Zhehan's forearm and said quietly, “We need to talk. In private.”
“Sure. Come to my trailer. It's closer,” Zhehan’s voice trembled slightly, which did not passed unnoticed.
They walked to the trailer in silence, Gong Jun looked gloomy, his movements showed irritation. Zhehan didn’t like this, he was already mentally blaming himself, “It was a stupid idea. I need to cheer him up.”
He stepped away and let Gong Jun go ahead, closed the door behind him with a latch, and did not have time to finish the sentence, “So that no one will disturb us and we...”
It seemed as if time was stretching and flying at the same time. Gong Jun said hoarsely, “You can always say stop.”
He came close and hesitantly extended his hands to Zhehan’s waist, pulling back at the last moment.
“If you don’t fuck me now, I’ll die of anticipation.”
He really felt that way.
And after that the events flashed like a kaleidoscope. Gong Jun's hands grabbed Zhehan's waist. He selflessly kissed Zhehan's neck, then he grabbed Zhehan under his knees, lifted him up, and Zhehan wrapped his legs around Gong Jun's waist. Gong Jun pressed Zhehan to the door and kissed him.
He kissed me..
If Zhehan could ascend to heaven, it would happen right now. He returned the kiss, deepening it. His hands ran up Gong Jun's back to the back of his head, digging into his hair. It seemed to him that if he would be standing now, his legs would give out on him.
Gong Jun pulled away and his gaze cleared a little.
“Zhang-laoshi, I…”
“If you want to apologize right now, I’ll punch you.”
Gong Jun, seeing Zhehan's serious gaze, relaxed slightly.
“Are you just going to stand there or are we going to get busy? By the way, I'm dying to meet Xiao-Jun.”
“ZHANG-LAOSHIIII!”
“What? I've been thinking about this since the opening ceremony!”
“Seriously?”
“No, damn it, I'm kidding. Seriously of course!” - Zhehan was indignant, - “Let me go.”
Gong Jun retreated slightly and Zhehan stood on the floor. And then he turned Gong Jun 180 degrees, thereby changing places with him. Zhehan leaned closer and whispered next to his ear.
“I often thought about you. I've imagined how you will feel in my hand.”
Zhehan touched Gong Jun's dick through the fabric, causing him to sigh softly.
“I wanted to know what you are like. And wanted to do this,” the tips of his fingers rose from bottom to top, pressing lightly.
Gong Jun instinctively followed the movement of Zhehan's fingers.
“Zhang-laoshi…”
“Shh.. It’s okay, Junjun, trust me.”
“Da-ge…”
“I wanted to taste you, it drove me crazy…”
“Oh Heavens..”
“I wanted to feel you inside me…”
Gong Jun made a strange sound, something between a moan and a roar. Then he hissed something similar to, “Bed. Now."
“When you look at me like that, I want to fall to my knees and…”
“Ge…”
In three steps, Zhehan was at the bedside. In two steps, Gong Jun followed him.
There were no more words, everything was lost in bright emotions, heavy breathing, kisses and movements: sometimes sharp and deep, sometimes soft and slow. Sweat, slippery, body odor, “ Come on, quickly ,” touches from soft pressure to red patterns on the skin.
The quiet confession, “You are so beautiful...” and “I thought about you a lot too” seemed like some kind of obsession. Having reached the blissful peak, Zhehan was very afraid to wake up.
He was brought back to reality by the soft timbre of his beloved voice, asking the most important question.
“Ge, just be mine, okay?”
“I’m already yours, Junjun. I'm already yours .”