Ready for My Close-Up - Sex Stories

Ready for My Close-Up

... on his role because of the strange feelings he was having. He realized he wanted to kiss Jake more and touch his body, and it was distracting him. First of all, this was something he had never experienced before with a man. He was not a homophobe, but he had just never felt turned on by a male body before. It was surprising, but pleasantly exciting.

On top of that, he was feeling a little rejected by Jake -- like, he felt that he was showing too much interest in Jake, and Jake, the movie star, needed to push this clingy fan away.

Worse, he knew that he was so in his head that he wasn't doing a good job acting. The cannabis was only heightening these feelings. He began to shiver a little.

Jake stopped reading.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah," Ethan said. "I'm just a little cold."

"I'll turn up the thermostat."

"No, no," Ethan said. He said this, but his teeth were chattering. "I'll be fine."

"Buddy, no, it's done."

Jake jumped up and went off to another room. Ethan took a swig of his beer. The shivering subsided a little. He wondered if he should just leave. They could try to do the scene at a different time.

After all, here he was, doing a rehearsal with a guy who was probably going to be one of the world's most famous actors this time next year, and he was getting a weird, out-of-the-blue crush on him. He must be weirding Jake out. He needed to stop or leave or something.

He even started to imagine that maybe he needed to drop out of the film. ...

... After all, how could he act opposite Jake if he had an unrequited crush on him. How could he do that? He couldn't do that.

Jake returned with some towels and a bottle of something.

"The thermostat is CRANKED. It'll be like summer in here in a few minutes."

Jake laid out a big towel on the ground.

"Here," he said. "Lie down here and I'll give you a massage. This'll help you relax."

"No, no," Ethan said. "That's okay, we can get back to the scene."

Jake was already taking his sweatpants off. In a moment, he only had his black briefs on. If he looked incredible before, he looked phenomenal now. It only made Ethan feel even worse.

"Take a hit from the vape and lie down here. Trust me. This will help."

Ethan was about to say no again. But it seemed easier to just agree with whatever Jake wanted.

And, he had to admit, he did want Jake to touch him.

Ethan took off his pants and socks, leaving only a pair of red boxer briefs on. He took a hit from the vape and laid face down on the towel. He was still shivering a little.

He felt Jake straddle his back -- Jake's legs rested against his sides. Jake must have squirted massage oil onto his hands because when Jake's hands touched Ethan's back, Ethan felt first cool, and then warming oil spread along his skin.

Jake wasn't a trained masseuse, but it felt good to be touched by him. Jake's hands were warm, and the thermostat was doing its job because soon Ethan stopped shivering.

They stayed silent. The ...