“Are you ready to do this?”
“As ready as I’ll ever be,” Noi says.
“Let’s take these last few minutes to get into character, okay?”
Noi nods, and we both close our eyes and do the breathing exercises and other things we’ve learned that prepare us to sink into the identity of our characters.
P’Tee returns and takes his place in front of the monitor. “Okay, let’s do this.”
We take off the robes and get in our places under the blanket on the bed while the cameramen get into position. Above our heads, the sound boom hangs just out of frame.
“Action!” P’Tee calls.
I lean in and kiss Noi, our lips brushing softly. It’s like a dance, our lips meeting and pulling away, then meeting again.
“Deepen the kiss,” P’Tee directs over the intercom.
We part our lips, and when Noi’s tongue slides against mine, the moan that rises from my chest is very real. Thankfully, no one has to know that.
In his role of intimacy coach, P’Arm warned us we might get hard when filming scenes like this. He said that it’s totally natural and expected and doesn’t mean anything. Everyone present when filming NC scenes is a professional and knows to ignore it if it happens. Back then, I never thought it wouldhappen. I couldn’t get hard for a guy, no matter how I felt about Noi.
Well, I was wrong. It’s happening, and I can’t do anything about it, so I take his advice and ignore what my body’s doing, thankful for the blanket covering us. When it comes to the part where Train slides his hand down Sound’s chest and stomach, seeking my…and then brushing against it…
With a soft gasp, Noi’s hand stills and he meets my gaze. With my own, I try to convey to him how much I want him, dying to move against him and feel him respond to me.
Holy fuck.
“Cut!” P’Tee calls and approaches the bed to walk us through the next bit, and again I’m very happy to have the blanket covering me as P’Tee shows how I should press Noi down, kiss along his jaw and neck, and then encourage him to flip over. As I lean on my elbow, my erection pokes Noi in the stomach, and it’s hard not to think about it. No pun intended.
P’Tee calls for action again, and my mouth seeks Noi’s, sucking his lips, taking his breath, wanting so much more.
“Good, good. Mee Noi, give me those noises of pleasure,” P’Tee instructs.
Noi closes his eyes and makes this incredible sound that goes straight to my nuts. He’s breathing deeply, bare chest moving beneath me. I run my teeth over Noi’s collarbone, eliciting another stuttering groan from deep in his throat as his fingers dig into my side. Only the presence of the five other people in the room and the two cameras in my face keep me from thrusting my hips to get some friction against my throbbing cock.
“Okay, Sud, you’re going in. Noi, be ready with your reaction.”
Going in.Oh, fuck.Now, I’m imagining doing it for real.
Hooking my elbow under Noi’s left leg, I lift it so his knee will be visible in the shot, as discussed with P’Tee earlier. Then I look down like I’m positioning myself and thrust forward. Noiwinces, and a little breathless “a-ah!” falls from his lips that sends an unexpected jolt of desire through me. Keeping up the thrusting motions, I watch Noi’s face, unable to help thinking about doing this for real while I struggle to stay in character. Does it really matter? I’m sure I’m feeling many of the same things my character would be in this moment.
“Cut!” P’Tee calls, then repositions us for another take. And then another. And another, the cameras circling us, so close we could reach out and touch them. My erection blooms and wanes several times over the course of the next two hours. If anyone notices, no one reacts.
Finally, we take a half-hour break in the adjoining room. Sitting on a couch, water bottles in hand, we drink and talk about the experience.
“Are they going to film your naked ass?” Noi asks me.
“They might. P’Tee talked to me about it earlier this morning.” The scene we just filmed eventually cuts to later the same night when Sound fucks Train up against the wall with the camera slowly panning his body. The rating has been up to NC-18.
“You don’t mind?” Noi asks, eyes wide.
I shrug. “Not really. It’s not like I have anything to be ashamed of.” I wink at him, and he rolls his eyes at me.
He drains his water bottle and chucks it into the trash can. “I…noticed you had a reaction to the scene this time.”
“I wasn’t as nervous as I was the last time.”
“It happened to me then,” Noi says, not looking at me.