OneShots

He was ready. The angle of the picture was going to be perfect. At last, he would have a shot of the ‘oh so famous and perfect Mr. Beam Wongphipat’. The renowned actor of the moment.

While the other photographers and journalists waited peacefully at the entrance of the building, he went further. Nothing got in the way of getting a scoop.

He decided it was a good idea to disguise himself as a window cleaner. He got all the credentials and even asked a friend to provide everything he needed.

Now finally, he was pulling the rope tied to the roof, slowly sliding the scaffolding until it was located outside the window of Beam’s apartment.

His camera was ready to capture his most embarrassing moments. Maybe a good shot of him coming out of the bathroom, maybe scratching his nose, or if he was lucky, doing it with some girl.

Beam, on the other side, oblivious to all this, enjoyed his quiet night of movie marathon. All that false publicity about him being a playboy, even a gigolo was nothing but unfounded slander and people’s imagination, finally, after a hard day of work, he simply fell asleep on the couch.

When Forth finally reached the corresponding window and saw Beam asleep, his first reaction was outrage. Where was the famous gigolo? Where was the orgy? Where were the drugs and alcohol? All the work he had taken to get an exclusive that didn’t exist.

Even so, he took several photos of the angelic sleeping figure. The more he looked, the more attracted he felt to him.

At one point Beam moved in dreams, his bathrobe opened leaving his naked body exposed. From that moment, Forth could no longer take his eyes off him. His eyes followed the outline of each of his muscles, each curve, each tempting shape. He watched carefully as Beam’s chest rose and fell through the rhythmic breathing. Suddenly, he couldn’t take it anymore. He had to go in, he had to see it more closely, maybe if he didn’t make a sound, Beam would not find out.

He tasted his luck trying to open the window and to his surprise, it opened without problems.

When he had set foot on the floor, Beam let out a soft moan. Looking up, his eyes were rewarded by the most erotic vision he had ever seen.

Beam was having a wet dream, and his reactions were simply wonderful.

His camera didn’t stop photographing Beam’s body. Finally, he took his cell phone out of his pocket and started filming a video. His facial expression, his body, his moans. He wanted to be able to remember everything and enjoy it when he got home.

“More ... More ... Please ... Deeper!” Beam’s sexy voice said between moans.

Hu? Deeper? Is Beam gay? That would be an excellent scoop! If he could sell this video...

Going even further, he placed his phone in a position where the camera continued to focus on Beam and approached him. He wanted to see if he could provoke some other reaction in him, something that would increase the selling price of the video even more.

Seeing Beam’s erection, Forth slowly approached and took Beam’s cock in his hand. Still hesitating, he began to stroke Beam’s length, taking care of the angle so that his face would not appear in the video. He had never done this to another man, but being a man himself, he knew what spots he should touch to maximize pleasure.

Beam’s back arched at the unexpected contact, but he never woke up. Forth felt increasingly excited. He did not understand why giving pleasure to another man could make him feel so hot.

At that moment, Beam opened his eyes and pulled Forth hard, causing him to position himself on top of Beam.

“More ... please ... More ...” his pleading moans woke up something in Forth.

Even so, Forth noticed that Beam was not really awake. His eyes looked at him without seeing him and they were dreamy. Beam was a sleepwalker.

What should I do now? How to escape from this situation? His face had already appeared in the video, but he could still edit it!

At that moment, something in Beam changed. He became more aggressive by not receiving what he was so pleading for, and with strong and rapid movements, he placed himself above Forth.

Forth couldn’t believe the strength that this beautiful sleeping man had. Beautiful? Since when do I think of other men as beautiful?

Beam’s hand went to Forth’s crotch. He frowned at the unexpected contact with the fabric and began unbuttoning his pants. Forth was simply mesmerized by Beam’s audacious movements and was not really paying attention to what was happening. His gaze was fixed on Beam’s features, his pouting, his moans, his pleasure. Everything was able to lure him in a way that no girl with whom he had slept had achieved.

Finally, Beam managed to free Forth’s erection and began pumping it with his hands, making it ready for him. Forth lost all impulse to resist if he had ever had any. He thought about awakening Beam, but he recalled that it is contraindicated by doctors waking up a sleepwalker person and remembered that it is better to follow the flow if they are not at risk of life.

The only thing that was at risk now was Beam’s ass, because he was guiding Forth inside without the slightest preparation, lubricants, or condoms. Even so, Beam didn’t seem to feel pain. His face only reflected the ecstasy he was feeling when being filled by Forth.

On his side, Forth was a bundle of conflicted emotions. He never thought that doing it with a man would feel so good. The way Beam squeezed his cock was delicious. Feeling bold, he wondered if Beam’s nipples would be as sensitive as those of the girls. Using both hands he began attacking them, pressing and twisting them, causing Beam to scream with pleasure.

When he could not take it anymore, he changed his position sitting on the couch and began to lick and nibble those nipples, intoxicating himself in the scent of Beam, that seductive and addictive scent he had felt since the first time he met Beam, when he pursued him to take a photograph after Beam was presented in a television program. Beam circled his neck with his arms and began to nibble on his ear.

Beam rode him expertly, moving faster and faster, the tremors of his body growing in intensity, until neither of them could contain themselves and cum at the same time.

They were still in the same position, Forth was catching his breath when Beam whispered something in his ear.

“So, am I a good actor or not?”

Forth pushed Beam aside in surprise. Beam looked at him with a side smile and seductive eyes.

“You were awake?”

“Yep, I saw the scaffolding go down and I knew it was you, the glass cleaners don’t work at Saturday midnight.”

“But why?”

“Because I saw you from the first day you persecuted me, and I knew I wanted to make you mine and be yours”

“But I’m straight!”

“Yeah, I can see that” Beam responded laughing slyly.

“I’m serious” Forth felt more and more irritated.

“Forget it then, you can leave, you can do whatever you want with the photos and the video you filmed, scandals are not bad from time to time, although I doubt you want to participate in them.”

Forth stayed where he was, still looking at Beam, unable to get up and get away from him. Beam got up and went to the bathroom.

“I’ll go to the bathroom, if when I go out you’re not here I’ll understand you don’t want to have anything with me. But if you stay, we can repeat the experience a few moments ago as many times as you want” Beam said, closing the bathroom door behind him.

Forth debated again and again what he should do. Finally, he went to the door of the apartment.

When Beam left the bathroom, he didn’t see Forth anywhere, his eyes saddened, and a great sigh of resignation escaped his chest. He went slowly to the bedroom to finally go to sleep, but a hand covered his mouth while an arm imprisoned his waist. He was pushed hard into the bed. Finally, those hands freed him, and a man stood over him.

“Now I will show you what I am capable of!” Forth said with a cocky smile.

“Be my guest!” answered Beam with a lascivious voice

Forth had already been bewitched by Beam’s charms, and there was no human or divine force that could separate him from that wonderful creature ever again in his life.

The end