Chapter 8 Kyle Dylan Parker vs. Aaron Hunter: His erotic addiction...Lost in thought!

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“Do you do that for all the people you fuck on set?” Aaron asked around the lump in his throat, floored by the tender care Kyle was giving him.

“No. Just the ones I like,” Kyle said softly. Aaron had assumed he was a fellow porn actor as he was supposed to. “Listen, we need to talk,” He sighed, watching as Aaron turned onto his back.

“Okay. I don’t usually chat with my ‘co-workers’ much.” Aaron said, giving the word quotations with his fingers. “But it’s the least I could do to show my appreciation to you for cleaning me up.” He smiled at Kyle who promptly mouthed his thanks. “You know, there was something I’d wanted to ask you. But I can’t remember what it was,” Aaron said with a slight frown on his beautiful face.

“Really? Let’s hope it comes to you then,” Kyle chuckled.

“Yeah, let’s hope it does,” Aaron responded with a soft laugh. “Damn, constipation will be a blessing right about now. Fuck!” He groaned.

Kyle threw his head back and roared with laughter. Aaron laughed along but then, got serious.

“Dude, you must be some star. Though I could have sworn you were new to all this.” Aaron muttered, then looked up into Kyle’s eyes and said in a serious voice. “You asked them to leave and they did. No one orders Max Viggo about like that. Certainly not a mere actor. Got something on him?”

“That’s what we need to talk about,” Kyle said as he got dressed. He felt he owed Aaron the truth at least. “What gave you the impression I was new at this though? Was I that bad?”

“Far from that,” Aaron said with seriousness. “You’re one hell of a fuck, man. The best I’ve ever had. You were…” Aaron trailed off staring at Kyle with so much desire.

Kyle laughed softly when he saw Aaron’s lustful expression. He was still lying on his back, slowly stroking his cock.

“Do you want me back in that bed with you?” Kyle asked, giving Aaron a teasing grin. “You can’t look at me like that and expect me to behave myself.” Kyle chuckled as he started to disconnect the cameras.

“What? Oh shit.” Aaron swore and flushed when he realized what he was doing, making Kyle bark with laughter. “What the fuck have you done to me? I’m usually not like this.” Aaron jumped out of the bed and instantly staggered back. His legs felt weak and his arse hurt.

Kyle was beside him in a flash to coil an arm around his waist. “Are you okay?” He asked in a voice filled with concern.

Aaron leaned into Kyle, burying his face against his neck, probably trying to hide his red face. “I’m sorry, my legs…” He trailed off.

Kyle dropped a kiss on Aaron’s hair and rubbed him on his back gently. “Better?” He asked after a while. Aaron nodded and stepped out of Kyle’s arms to pull on his jeans, not even bothering with his boxers. “As for the question of what the fuck I’ve done to you, I’ll take that as a compliment,” Kyle drawled, giving Aaron a slow wink. “Now tell me, why did you think I was new at this?”

“I don’t know…your actions I guess.” Aaron pulled on his t-shirt. “When you came, for instance, you should have automatically pulled out. The viewer wants to see you shoot your load, not just deposit it inside the ‘bottom’.” He said, giving the word quotations with his fingers. “Of course if you hadn’t driven the director out, he would have probably made me push out your cum for the camera. Also, you show too much concern. You asked me more than twice whether I was okay. I saw the shock in your eyes sometimes when I made some moves. Like when I touched your dick in Max’s office for example. You just feel…fresh.” Aaron shrugged looking at Kyle. “So…are you?”

“Maybe I was just overwhelmed by you,” Kyle laughed, moving to stand in front of Aaron. “Shaken by your beauty.” Kyle cupped Aaron’s cheeks. “Blown away by your sexiness.” He ran his thumb over Aaron’s lower lip. Then he bent down and sucked on his lower lip so erotically Aaron couldn’t stop the moan that tore out of his throat. “Have a drink with me,” Kyle whispered against Aaron’s luscious lips.

“Listen, dude,” Aaron swallowed hard, “in as much as I’ve never met anyone as sexy as you before, I don’t…”

“It’s just a drink. Come on, humour me. After all, I did clean you up.” Kyle gave Aaron a look so penetrating and sensual Aaron groaned and squeezed his eyes shut. “Please,” Kyle added in a whisper.

Aaron moaned when the whispered plea in his ear sent a shiver down his spine. There was something about Kyle that caused a flutter inside his chest and gave him a thrill inside. He didn’t ever remember feeling that way about anyone. And he’d met him just that day. He felt like a kid at Christmas but with a touch of lust that shimmered just beneath the surface for the sexy hunk. And the thought of leaving his presence was killing him. He opened his eyes and instantly got lost in heated hazel eyes.

“Okay,” Aaron whispered. He just knew he was in trouble.

“Thanks,” Kyle leaned down to capture Aaron’s lips in a fiery kiss that left Aaron breathless. “You’re an amazing kisser,” he breathed against his mouth. “Thank you for breaking the rule.”

Aaron dissolved into laughter. “I blame you. Your lips are just…” He shook his head. “One moment I was looking at them and thinking how sexy they were and the next, I just had to taste them.”

“Well, I’m glad you did. Come on, let’s go wash this make-up off and get outta here.” They both turned and made their way into the en-suite bathroom.

Both men were already lost in their own thoughts, each man’s foremost thought being…What the fuck was going on? For Kyle, he’d already gotten what he came for. So why did he even have to invite Aaron for a drink? And for Aaron, he’d never let his guard down around anyone before…especially, not a stranger. So what was different about his cherry-popper?

All they had were their thoughts!