Page 19 of Gay for Pay
Linc reached the door then stopped, turning and holding his hand out to Chris. “You coming?”
“I think I would follow you just about anywhere, Lincoln.”
Chapter Nineteen
Scenefrom Everyone’s Point of View
Andrew pushed the large bay doors open to catch the early morning sun, inhaling the crisp fall air. The view of Long Island Sound from where he stood was absolutely breathtaking. Victor suggested they film the threesome video on the second floor of the house—on the west side, in one of the guest rooms they rarely used. There was a large four-poster bed in the middle of the room, the off-white bedding and curtains popping vibrantly with the natural light streaming in through the open doors and windows.
There was a slight breeze blowing up off the water, picking up the curtains and making them dance in the air. Kris was on his back on the bed with a mountain of pillows under his head, wearing only a pair of loose-fitting jeans, unbuttoned but not unzipped, one knee raised up, hand under his head. Gabe lay on his stomach, half on the bed, half draped over Kris, wearing nothing but a black jockstrap. His head was on Kris’s stomach, and he looked up at the camera Andrew held, smiling shyly. Linc was leaning against one of the bedposts, directly by Kris’s head. He too wore a pair of loose-fitting jeans that hung low on his broad hips, his brightly inked arms crossed over his chest. He looked down at the two men in the bed longingly.
“Perfect, guys. Stay right there for a minute.” Andrew moved to the side of the bed to capture a shot of the three of them, the open doors and billowing curtains the frame for an exquisite image.
Kris’s eyes were closed, a lazy smile on his handsome face. Andrew moved around to the foot of the bed in order to have images at different angles. “Okay, you can relax for a minute, boys. I need to move the light over here because it’s too bright for this angle.” Andrew set his camera on the foot of the bed so he could move the equipment.
In the reflection of the glass doors, Andrew saw Linc lean over the bed and reach for Kris, the two men sharing a very intimate kiss. Andrew turned quickly, grabbing his camera so he could capture the image. Releasing the shutter, he took multiple frames, catching a raw picture of Kris still lying across the bed on his back as he reached for Linc, grabbed him by the neck, and looked up at him, smiling. Linc was leaning on both hands over the side of the bed, looking at Kris with a cocky grin. And beautiful Gabe was holding his face in his hands, elbows on Kris’s stomach, watching. His legs were up in the air behind him, feet crossed at the ankles. It was one of those unscripted, absolutely beautiful moments that were so rare in the business which they worked. It was beautiful, yes, but Andrew would share this picture exclusively with the three men; it wasn’t meant for the masses.
“Guys,” Andrew whispered, drawing their attention. As soon as they turned their faces his way, he snapped the image before they all scrambled back to their original poses, getting ready for another series of shots. “Ah, yes, that one I can use.”
“Huh?” Kris sat up.
“Oh, nothing.” Andrew waved him off.
He usually gave them something similar to a script for the bigger production scenes, but after seeing how well they were doing with no direction whatsoever, Andrew decided to give them suggestions and allow them to act out their own interpretation. “The three of you together have this sort of simplistic, raw beauty, and I want to enhance that appeal within this more natural environment we’ve created. So go with the flow and if you need to stop and ask questions, they can be edited out later, so don’t feel the pressure to make it perfect—that’s not what this shoot is about.”
The premise for the video was set—three men in a relationship, enjoying some time away together at a private resort. They’d already done principal photography and filming the day before: Kris, Linc, and Gabe walking down by the docks hand in hand, laughing and joking while the sun set and Andrew filmed. Segments of their individual opening monologues would play over the scenes of them walking and additional footage of them having breakfast together.
“Okay, Linc.…Take this cup, and go out on the porch. Act like you’ve just woken up and you don’t want to wake Kris and Gabe, so you grab a cup of coffee and go out to watch the sunrise. Kris and Gabe, strip to your briefs and climb into bed. I want you to lie on your back, Kris—and Gabe, you lay your head on his chest and then slowly wake up and then wake Kris up with a blowjob. Then when you hear the sounds of lovemaking, Linc, smile and slowly walk into the room, still drinking your coffee. Rub on your cock as well, and then we will go from there. We good?” Everyone nodded.
“Perfect.” Andrew gently shoved Mattie out the doors to the balcony with his camera to film Linc.
”All right, action!”
***
Gabe slowly opened his eyes and blinked the fake sleep out of them, turning and peering up at Kris. He smiled as he slid his hand along Kris’s bare chest, gently rubbing one of Kris’s nipples, then tracing his hairline down south. He made a production of caressing Kris’s skin before placing his small body between Kris’s legs and running his fingertips under the elastic of his briefs. Kris visibly shuddered, and it made Gabe feel empowered to have that kind of effect on him. Of course it was all for the camera, but it still stroked Gabe’s ego to receive an honest reaction of enjoyment. He’d done a couple of scenes recently with new guys that were straight—gay for pay—and their smiles were full of piss and vinegar. Smirking seductively, Gabe traced the line of Kris’s cock through the briefs with his lips before sliding them off and repeating the motion sans cloth.
When Gabe circled the plump mushroom head with the tip of his tongue, Kris slowly blinked his eyes open, running his fingers through Gabe’s long, beautiful blond hair, putting it behind his ear. From that moment on there was no Andrew, no camera. Gabe was lost in the sensations, and it seemed Kris was too. It would never be anything more between them; anyone with eyes knew how Chris felt about Linc, but he wanted the touch of these two men regardless—he craved it. Kris’s movements were restricted, and Gabe could tell he was trying to keep a slow pace of fucking his mouth, probably waiting for Linc to come join them. Kris tightened his fists in Gabe’s hair as a strangled moan fell from his lips, and Gabe prayed Linc would take the hint and get his ass to the bed.
***
Linc heard the noises coming from inside the room and froze. He knew this was just a shoot; they were doing a scene and nothing more. But for some reason he couldn’t explain, knowing that Gabe, sweet, pretty little Gabe had his lips wrapped around Chris’s cock right then made him think about walking in on Lance with Kory. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, pushing those memories to the back of his mind. Chris would never, ever do that to him. Turning, he saw Mattie’s concerned stare.
“Get it together, Lincoln. What is wrong with you? This is Chris,” he whispered under his breath. When he heard a loud moan that faded into a gasp, he pushed himself off the banister and headed into the bedroom. As Andrew had instructed, he sipped from his coffee cup, rubbing his hand over his limp cock, thankful that would cover his less than enthusiastic approach.Look at me, Chris. Look at me and see me, just me.Chris blinked, looking up at him with a genuine smile.
“There you are,” Kris’s sultry, sexy voice had Linc’s dick thickening.
He would have to talk to Chris later about his apprehension, and Linc was confident they could figure out a balance between work and their private life; they had to. Walking away was no longer an option, not for him.
“I’m right here, baby.” Leaning over the bed, Linc captured Kris’s mouth with a fierce, possessive kiss that conveyed ownership. Kris wasn’t having it. He took control—not only of the scene but both men. He reached for Linc’s arm and pulled him over on top of him, while grabbing a handful of Gabe’s hair and dragging the lithe man up his body. Linc’s toes actually curled when Kris growled at him. “Lose the fucking pants.”
***
Kris licked Linc’s bottom lip, staring up into eyes glassy with lust and need, pupils completely blown. He gently guided Linc and Gabe’s mouths together for a kiss that was sloppy, but so fucking sexy, all he could do was watch and smile. He heard Victor’s voice from the other side of the room but unless Andrew called cut, he was going to keep going.
Pushing, pulling, and maneuvering the two willing bodies until the three of them were naked and on their knees in the middle of the bed, Kris took turns kissing each man. He wrapped his big hands around Linc’s and Gabe’s cocks and took long, slow pulls upward, and then nice slow drags back down. Gabe’s hips jerked, his breathing already labored as he devoured Linc’s mouth while tweaking Kris’s nipple that was still sensitive from the little minx’s earlier ministrations. While Kris continued to fist both their cocks, Linc leaned into him, leaving a trail of wet kisses along Kris’s neck, across his collarbone. “That’s nice,” Kris groaned.
Gabe pushed himself up Kris’s body, attacking his mouth with wanton exuberance. Kris held Gabe’s face in his hands with a grip that was probably a bit too rough for the smaller man, but all Gabe did was sigh and grin. Shoving his tongue past Gabe’s perfectly red, swollen lips, Kris licked the roof of his mouth and nibbled on his chin, then jerked him around to face the corner post, instructing him to hold on and spread his legs. He reached for the sleeve of condoms and removed one, ripping the corner of the foil with his teeth and spitting the plastic over his shoulder before he rolled it oh, so slowly down Linc’s engorged cockhead. Linc closed his eyes and groaned as Kris leaned in and kissed him.
