Elijah was frustrated and horny as well. Not that the last week hadn’t seen him cum more times than ever before in his life, but a blow job was only a blow job and he wanted to fuck. But Sean had turned shy after that first night and oral sex was all he would allow. At least, he said, until they were both ready for anal penetration. Lij had been ready for weeks, seeing as he had been penetrating himself with any long, cylindrical object he could find since they started this shoot. Even a tube of make up had done the trick, though he had a difficult time explaining why he was washing the outside of the tube off when he got caught by one of the make up artists. He had kept his secret, or so he hoped. There was no reason anyone had to know what kind of sexual exploring he was up to. It was his business, his and Sean’s. And yet Sean was being stubborn.
With a sigh, he walked towards his trailer at the end of the day’s shooting and listened to the sound of his prosthetic feet squelching from the sweaty build-up. It made him think of other sounds he had heard and would like to hear. He let his instincts lead him as he lost himself in fantasies of Sean. His current favourite was the one where he and Sean showered together. First he would soap his lover’s front, paying special attention to the sensitive nipples and thick cock that Elijah knew how to make pulse with arousal. He savoured that image, remembering the sensation of the older man’s silky, furry flesh beneath his hands. Relishing thoughts of that big shaft as it pulsed between slippery hands and the flesh rippled with each stroke. Elijah licked his lips as he wished with all his heart that he was massaging the overfull sack of Sean’s balls with soapy hands. He was about to let the fantasy move to what he would do with his friend’s backside when he felt a jolt and as he stumbled into Orlando.
Both men fell to the ground with the younger man on top of the elder and Elijah’s obvious semi-erection pressed embarrassingly against his friend’s hip. He struggled to quickly disentangle himself and get away before the hyper Brit realized what was bumping against him. He only succeeded in snugging Orlando’s ass against himself. He felt his cock jump inside his costume as it came in contact with the firm rump through three layers of clothing. Orlando’s sudden laughter made him shrivel suddenly and he looked fearfully into the amused brown eyes.
“Hey El,” said his friend with a chuckle. “What’s got you all riled up? Spotted more naked Cate or Liv flesh?”
Elijah blushed hotly until his face felt on fire. He tried to grin as he finally succeeded in disentangling himself from the rangy actor. Orlando jumped to his feet, offering a hand and another amused grin to his friend.
“Don’t worry, I won’t tell you were peeping.” Orlando said and laughed conspiratorially. “We all do it and let me tell you, when you can’t get to the real thing during this insane filming schedule, it provides good fodder for a wank-fest.”
Elijah just stared at his friend wearing an inane grimace on his face before nodding and forcing out a small grunting chuckle.
“Right. Yeah. Gotta wank.” He said, wincing at his choice of words. He knew he sounded like a moron and that it would get back to the other boys. The ribbing would be especially fierce tomorrow morning.
With a wave to Orlando, he trotted off to his trailer, keeping his mind away from lusty thoughts and on getting safely to a place of privacy. He wondered if Sean were already showered or not, and hoped he was not. At least he could get a blow-job to ease things.
~*~
Finally in his trailer, Elijah began to strip the wardrobe off and tear the prosthetics from his feet. He snarled as one rubber foot refused to come off and he was forced to rip it away. The throbbing in his groin had returned and he needed to attend to things. He needed Sean. Tossing the clothes into the wardrobe bag for pick-up, he grabbed his robe and slippers and tore out of his trailer again in the direction of the showers.
On the way, he had to duck and hide as he encountered several of his co-stars and friends. He didn’t want to see or talk to anyone else at the moment, he only wanted to get to the showers where he hoped that Sean was waiting. He wanted to see if his fantasy would come true. He successfully avoided Ian and John. Viggo and Sean Bean didn’t notice him even though he was in full sight when they appeared on the path to the bathing facilities. He wondered what might be going on there as he noticed they were both half dressed in robes and towels with their arms slung around waist and shoulders, heads together in quiet conversation. He shook his head at that thought, knowing his feelings for Sean were colouring his view of all affection between the close comrades. It aroused him nonetheless as he thought about what the two older men might look like locked in the heat of lust with each other. His own member gave a little jump and he smiled, wishing he was already at the showers and in Sean’s arms.
He was about to round the corner on the last bit of path before the shower stalls were reached when he heard voices. He quickly looked around, wishing he really did have a magic ring to make him disappear, and spotted a large bush beside an even larger rock. He made a mad dash for it and was only just out of sight when the owner’s of the voices came into range. It was three of his best friends; Dom, Billy and Orlando. He listened hard to hear what they were saying, dreading that it might be about his earlier encounter with the elf playing Brit. He knew he would have to take the joshing but he still wished he didn’t have to. Especially since the hard on that Orlando had felt had nothing to do with a woman. He felt himself flush then, wondering where these feelings were leading him. He shook off his questions about his own permanent orientation and tuned in to the conversation of the three friends.
“So I say to him, ‘Good wanking fantasies’ and he just turns bright red and almost runs away.” He heard Orlando say through abundant laughter. “I mean really. Is he or isn’t he still a virgin? Either way, he needs to fuck someone and soon. That dick of his was so hard it almost snapped off.”
Elijah felt himself go cold over the heat of his arousal. He hated the way they all talked about each other. He knew they all loved each other, some in a more brotherly way than others but they were all bonded strongly and bonding stronger every day, and they all gossiped about each other like a bunch of bored old women. He hated it, at least at the moment he did. He wished he could just jump out and tell them what was really making him hard. He wanted to declare his feelings of love and desire for Sean to everyone. And suddenly, the conversation meant nothing anymore. He only felt scared and lonely. He felt tears fill his eyes and he leaned heavily against the boulder, biting his forearm to stop the sobbing. He sank to the ground and buried his head in his arms and cried.
~*~
A while later, but uncertain of how long, a hand touched the back of his neck. He jumped, snapping his head up and banging in gently on the rock behind him. He looked up and found the concerned face of his friend, his lover, looking down at him.
