For
Justin, it was turning out to be the video shoot from hell.
It wasn’t because he wasn’t in the video. He’d been on Britney’s video
shoots before, and had never felt like this. And it wasn’t that he was bored.
Far from it, to be precise.
It was because of the subject of the video that Justin found he was having a
hard time concentrating, a hard time focusing. He shifted in his chair. Hell, he
was having a hard time sitting!
He was at the “What’s Going On” shoot in New York, and it was JC’s turn
to be filmed for the all-star video. Justin had done his part last week in L.
A., but JC couldn’t make it then, and had scheduled his shoot for today,
asking Justin to come along. Considering he was in NY to be with JC, he figured
it was okay, they’d be together during takes.
Little did Justin realize what a fucking tease JC was going to be.
It was the blindfolds, Justin realized. Something about them, about those black,
silk pieces of cloth wrapped around JC’s eyes and the way he was unwinding
them, was driving Justin insane. He knew what they felt like—he’d done
exactly the same thing last week. But watching JC, the man he loved and really,
truly the sexiest man on earth, untangle himself from those silken bonds was
giving Justin an erection he was having a hard time disguising.
He shifted again in his seat, causing Lonnie to cast a quick glance his way at
his action. “Back hurts,’ he lied, shifting again. “Must have slept on it
wrong.”
Lonnie just looked at him, then looked at JC, then back at Justin. The big
bodyguard raised a brow, but didn’t say anything. Justin was grateful for that.
He turned again and watched as the director set up for another take, re-wrapping
the silk cords around JC’s eyes.
“This time,” the director instructed, “lean back against the wall before
you take the blindfold off.’
JC nodded and walked backwards, tentatively reaching a hand until he touched the
silk covered wall. He leaned back as they began the music playback and the
director yelled action.
“Oh you know we’ve got to find a way”
Justin groaned again, watching as JC writhed against the silk wall, his arms
above his head, his shirt lifting to expose a smooth strip of skin right above
his waist line.
“What the hell was that noise?” the director yelled. “It sounded like a
moan!”
Justin turned bright red and turned away from the director.
“Try it again, JC.”
The blindfold had slipped from JC’s eyes, and he was looking in Justin’s
direction, a huge grin on his face. Justin glared as menacingly as he could, but
JC just laughed harder, watching Justin fidget in his chair. He managed to
stifle his laughter as they set up for another take. Finally they finished.
Justin leapt off his chair, heading for JC when he was stopped by a voice
calling out.
“JC, let’s get a few still shots of you with different words showing.” It
was the photographer for MTV, heading over to JC and handing him back his
blindfold.
“Uh, Josh,” Justin began, causing everyone’s attention to turn his way.
“Don’t we have to leave now?”
JC just smiled, a soft, sexy, playful, adorable, “I know you’re horny”
smile as he moved back to the set. “No, we have time,” he assured Justin,
heading to the photographer.
So Justin had to suffer through more of JC being blindfolded. More of JC leaning
against the silk wall. More of JC reaching up and exposing skin. More of seeing
JC’s own erection grow, pushing against his pants, making Justin’s mouth
water. More of JC looking so incredibly @#%$ that Justin knew he was soon to
burst just from the sight of him. But when JC turned around, placing his arms
and hands against the wall, turning his blindfolded head toward him, Justin knew
his lover had gone too far.
JC had to pay. He turned on his heel and left the sound stage, Lonnie trailing
behind.
“That was great!” the photographer exclaimed.
JC took off the blindfold for the last time. “Thanks,” he said, looking
around the sound stage. It was almost empty, and Justin wasn’t around either.
He walked to the edge of the set and watched as his lover came back inside the
room, holding the door open for the retreating photographer. JC smiled, turning
to retrieve his blindfolds.
He bent to pick up one from the floor, his breath catching as he felt Justin
behind him. The boy could move fast and silently. JC felt Justin’s lips on his
neck, his kisses hot on his skin as they moved to his ear.
“You knew this would drive me crazy, didn’t you?” Justin whispered,
pulling JC against his throbbing groin and grinding his cock into JC’s ass.
“You knew seeing you like this would drive me wild.”
“I had an idea,” JC said, leaning back into Justin and rubbing. His neck
arched to give the boy more access to JC’s skin. “When I saw the pictures
from your shoot, I knew I had missed something special. I didn’t want you to
miss it like I did.”
“Hmmm,” Justin said, nibbling a lobe and reaching around to pull the
blindfold from JC. The silk trailed slowly and softly through JC’s fingers.
“I didn’t miss anything,” he said, gently pushing JC toward the silk wall,
stopping when JC’s chest met the wall. “I didn’t miss how you were teasing
me.”
JC turned his head toward Justin, reaching back and grabbing his head. He pulled
Justin’s mouth down, kissing the younger man hotly. Justin returned the kiss,
his tongue diving deep. Justin’s teeth caught JC’s lower lip, sucking the
tasty skin as they pulled apart, licking his own lips to gather his lover’s
taste. One hand dipped down, and JC felt Justin’s light touch against his
engorged cock. JC thrust forward, begging silently for more of Justin’s touch.
The younger man just smiled, mischief evident in his bright blue eyes. He ran
his hand over JC’s groin again, then moved back, bringing the blindfold up.
“And I especially didn’t miss how fucking sexy you were wearing this thing.”
JC gasped as Justin pulled the silk cloth over his eyes, tying the ends quickly,
and flipping the long ends toward the front. The long blindfold fell around
JC’s shoulders and trailed down his chest. He moaned as Justin pressed him
against the silk wall, covering JC’s body with his own.
“I couldn’t believe how hot you look in this,” Justin said, running his
fingers lightly against the blindfold on JC’s face. “And how much I wanted
to touch you while you were wearing it.”
To prove that, Justin unbuttoned JC’s pants, slipping his hand against the hot
flesh inside. JC groaned at Justin’s touch, his knees buckling as Justin
grabbed his cock.
“And you’re so hot for me, aren’t you?” Justin asked, scraping his teeth
against JC’s neck. “So hot…you want this, right?”
JC couldn’t speak, but did manage to nod. Justin’s hand was driving him
insane. He shivered as Justin pushed his hair away, exposing JC’s ear to his
mouth and tongue. Justin ran his hand trough JC’s long hair, then down around
his back until he was pressed against JC, reaching in side with both hands. He
released his grasp on JC’s cock, but only long enough to gather the ends of
the blindfold. He pulled the silk inside, rubbing the slick material against
JC’s hot, moist skin.
“I don’t know what feels better. You covered by silk,” Justin breathed,
rubbing the silky cloth against JC’s hot skin. “Or just you,” he said,
slipping his had underneath the cloth, caressing the soft skin. “Or maybe both
at the same time,” Justin continued, lightly scraped his nails against the
sensitive head with one hand, rubbing the silk against him with the other.
“Oh, god..Justin..” JC moaned, thrusting his hips harder and faster
into Justin’s hands.
“Come on, Josh,” Justin said, wrapping the silk around JC sensitive skin,
pumping faster,
The friction of the silk was creating a heat unlike anything JC had ever felt.
He drove against Justin’s hands as they gripped him tighter until he finally
exploded against the cloth covering him, collapsing against the wall.
JC turned in Justin’s arms, leaning his back against the wall. He lifted a
trembling hand, pulling Justin’s face close to his own. “I…you…that was
unbelievable!” he exclaimed, kissing the younger man softly.
Justin just smiled and straightened JC’s clothes, tucking him back into his
pants and dropping the blindfold. He reached up, pushing the damp hair away from
JC’s face. “You’re welcome,” he said, kissing the older man again.
“That’s what you get for being such a tease.”
Excitement sparkled in JC’s icy blue eyes. “Hmmm, maybe I should do that
more often,” JC said, running his hand slowly down Justin’s chest, stopping
to cup the younger man’s erection. Justin’s breath caught as he felt JC’s
fingers grasp him.
“In fact let’s try an experiment,” JC said, popping the button of the
jeans. “Why don’t we see just how much more I can tease you.”
JC winked, kissed Justin hard and fast, then slowly slipped to his knees.