Acting Naughty Book 1 of the Action! Series

by GA Hauser

  “That doesn’t mean shit.” Keith released his hold on the newspaper and stood behind Carl admiring him and touching his silky warm skin. Wrapping around him from behind, Keith squeezed him close, sniffing at his neck and hair. “You always smell so good.”

  “I do? I’m filthy. I was playing basketball.”

  “I know. I even like your sweat scent.” Keith stuck his nose in Carl’s armpit.

  Carl dropped the paper and reached behind him to touch Keith.

  Pressing his face against Carl’s back, Keith cupped Carl’s pectoral muscles and pressed his hard cock against Keith’s ass.

  “Why don’t you take off your clothing?” Carl purred.

  “Why don’t I?” Keith agreed. After another deep inhale of Carl’s body, Keith parted from him to undress.

  Hopping to yank off his jeans, Keith was naked quickly and wrapped around Carl again, facing him. Breathing in Carl’s masculine scent was an intense aphrodisiac to Keith. It sent his cock upright and throbbing. “Christ, I can’t get enough of you.”

  Carl laughed softly. “You sure you don’t want me to shower first?”

  “No.” Keith licked his chest, groaning in delight at the saltiness. Lapping Carl’s taut skin, Keith ran his tongue downwards until he was kneeling before him.

  With Carl’s erect prick in front of his face, Keith stroked it gently, admiring it. Tasting the salt of Carl’s skin on his lips, Keith became hungry for him. He wanted to try oral sex.

  “Keith?”

  “Yes?” Keith raised his chin to see Carl’s face.

  “Can I lie down? I’m pretty wiped out.”

  “Of course.” The pause gave Keith some time to get psyched up for it.

  Watching Carl move was intoxicating. Keith thought he was catlike in his gestures. Perhaps Carl had some dance training. Keith never thought to ask him before.

  Gazing longingly at Carl as he fell into a naturally relaxed pose on the bed, Keith felt his mouth watering in anticipation.

  “I’m ready now, babe.” Carl reached out.

  Keith leaned over and kissed Carl’s shin lightly. Running a line of kisses up Carl’s massive thigh muscle, Keith felt his own cock pulsating in excitement. Everything he and Carl did was new, an exploration of the most amazing kind. Keith never experienced foreplay as good as this before. Trying not to get wrapped up in his thoughts, Keith knew it was because of the amount he loved Carl that this was so enticing.

  He wanted to please him. And by pleasing Carl, he was ultimately pleasing himself.

  As Keith approached Carl’s crotch, Carl spread his legs so Keith could crawl between them.

  Kneeling, a hand on each thigh, Keith kissed Carl’s balls lightly. “Damn you smell incredible.”

  Carl sighed deeply in reply, his hands behind his head, propping him up so he could watch Keith.

  Staring at Carl’s long shaft, at its blushing color and engorged veins, Keith was fascinated by it. With the back of his hand he stroked its tight satiny skin. It bobbed in response. Keith moved closer, so his knee was pressed tightly against Carl’s balls. Leaning over, Keith used his right hand to bring Carl’s cock upright. Aiming Carl’s cock at his mouth, Keith closed his eyes and decided to just try sucking it.

  Feeling Carl’s round, mushroom-shaped head brush past his lips, Keith shivered at the thrill, knowing how this must feel to Carl.

  Carl groaned a deep rumbling sound and tensed his muscles.

  Keith allowed Carl’s cock further into his mouth and drew his lips down on it. Feeling it pulsate and move caused the chills to wash over Keith’s body. He sucked it strongly and tasted a salty drop on his tongue. It wasn’t horrible. And certainly didn’t make him withdraw and change his mind. But of course, knowing what may happen, Keith allowed Carl’s cock to slip out of his lips and whispered, “Tell me if you’re going to come.”

  “I will. It feels incredible, Keith. Thank you.”

  Adjusting his body to a more comfortable position, Keith stretched out his legs so he could press his own cock into the bed and relaxed both elbows on Carl’s thighs. Directing Carl’s penis towards him again, Keith slid him back in, deeper this time, tightening his lips around it, loving the way it vibrated on his tongue. Pausing to savor the sensation of it filling him, the way it had when he was taken anally, Keith moaned in pleasure and felt Carl tense up and tilt his hips higher.

  Drawing it out of his mouth again, sucking as hard as he could, Keith heard Carl’s whimper and knew damn well it was too slow to make him come. Leaning up higher for better leverage, Keith glided it into his mouth more quickly, raising and lowering his head as he did, each time trying to fit more of it into his mouth. At one point Keith’s lips made it to the base of Carl’s penis. Carl gasped and reached for Keith’s hair, massaging his scalp, encouraging him.

  Keith couldn’t believe how much he was enjoying it. He actually liked it better than going down on a female for the reason that he knew Carl was not faking it. He never trusted a woman once he found out that they did on occasion.

  “Oh, Keith…that is amazing.”

  Hearing Carl’s satisfying declarations, Keith imagined the surprise and delight in Carl if he could swallow. Could he? Would he gag? Would it cause him to choke and ruin the mood? Keith had no idea.

  Assuming he would do what Carl had done, removing it from his mouth to allow him to ejaculate outside, Keith just wasn’t sure what he would do. A month ago Keith couldn’t even imagine kissing a man, and that soon changed. It was a dare. Keith was daring himself to do it just for the thrill of Carl’s reaction.

  But first he had to get him there.

  Taking a break to relax his jaw, Keith caught his breath and stroked Carl a few times in his hand. Forming a strategy in his head, Keith shifted to the side and began rubbing Carl’s balls and between his legs near his ass.

  Carl hissed out a tight breath and his hips elevated off the bed. Right. Do that and suck. Keith gripped the base of Carl’s cock and began sucking with a purpose. Moving as quickly as he could up and down, drawing with strong pulls of his mouth, all the while pressing his fingers up against Carl’s ass, Keith heard his warning.

  “Agh! Keith! I’m going to come.”

  Keith closed his eyes tighter and kept it up.

  “Keith! Ah! Keith! I can’t hold it!”

  The whimpering moans stoked the fire in Keith. His own cock was so hard it was dying for release. He felt like yelling, “Come!” But he didn’t want to stop.

  A choking grunt came from Carl as his body jerked back.

  Keith prepared himself for a cosmic blast. He felt it first through a rapid pulsating against the finger which was pressing into Carl’s ass. Instantly Carl’s cock fluttered, throbbing like mad. And the come hit Keith’s mouth like a fountain of spray. Shocked at the force, Keith held it in his mouth and knew he had to swallow or spit it out. He swallowed.

  Sitting back, trying to catch his breath and relax his jaw muscles, Keith absorbed silently what he had just done.

  Before he could digest it, Carl dove on him, smacking him back so hard he almost fell off the bed.

  “Oh my fucking God!” Carl gasped, gulping the air. “You fantastic mother fucker! I love you! I love you!”

  Laughing as Carl covered him with kisses all over his face, Keith felt so wonderful at that moment he couldn’t put it into words.

  ~

  Carl didn’t think Keith would do it. But when he did, it knocked Carl off his feet. Wrapping around Keith, writhing against his body, Carl was so high from it, he was near tears. “I am so in love with you. Christ, Keith, you are beautiful, fantastic!”

  “It wasn’t that bad.”

  At the modesty and sweetness Keith was showing, Carl wanted to return the favor. “I’ll do it to you. Shall I? Shall I try? I promise I’ll swallow. Or do you want my ass? Anything, lover, anything.” Licking Keith’s neck, chewing on his jaw and earlobe, Carl was already hot for his second climax.

  “I want to make love to
you.”

  “Yes. Yes, of course. Oh, Keith, I love you so much.” Carl could not get over the fact that Keith had swallowed. No one ever had with him before. He cupped Keith’s face tightly in his hands and kissed him, tasting his own come in amazement. Carl went mad on him, sucking at his tongue and grinding his hips against Keith’s. He was spinning, delirious, and so excited he could hardly function. Never had he felt love like this. Never. And he was so wild about Keith, he couldn’t imagine a life without him.

  “Oh, babe, lover…take me. Take me hard. Screw me. Make my body yours.”

  “Oh, Carl…” Keith choked up, cupping Carl’s face tenderly. “The things you say to me amaze me.”

  “I mean every word.” Carl couldn’t catch his breath, kissing him again. Carl broke the kiss and rushed to find the rubbers and lube. “Here. How do you want me?”

  Breathing hard, sitting up, Keith whispered, “Face me. Please.”

  “Yes. Anything you want.” Carl handed him the rubbers, lying back, bending his knees, spreading his legs wide.

  Keith opened the small package and slid the condom on.

  Carl was already in heat watching him. Though it sounded silly, Carl kept wanting to repeat how much he loved Keith. It was such a strange craving to want to tell him over and over.

  More confidently than before, Keith entered Carl’s ass with slippery fingers, rubbing his magic spot like a pro.

  Carl shivered and jerked his hips up in response. “Keith! You’re getting so fucking good at everything.”

  “Feel nice?”

  “Holy Christ.” Carl ground his jaw as the sensation of ecstasy raced over his body. “Aaahh! Fuck me, Keith!”

  “My pleasure.”

  Unable to catch his breath from all the excitement, Carl panted deeply as he watched. His legs were raised to Keith’s shoulders, and Keith kissed each of Carl’s calves as he did.

  Warm pressure followed by penetration filled Carl’s body. As Keith eased into him, Carl felt his emotions rise to breaking point. He wanted to please Keith, to feel Keith’s body in his. He loved them becoming one in this act of love-making. It was the vital event of their union to confirm how they felt about each other.

  “Oh, Carl…”

  “I know, baby, I know.” Carl clenched his teeth and eyes, tears spilled down his temples. At the flash of intense pleasure, Carl grabbed his own cock and jacked it off. He had to come again, he was going mad.

  Keith’s thrusting intensified. As Carl felt Keith deepening his penetration and speed, Carl fisted himself faster.

  In the throes of an orgasm, Keith moaned, “Carl, oh my God, Carl…”

  “Come on, baby…come on…” Carl came to the music of Keith’s moans, spurting come over his chest and feeling Keith’s length shudder inside him.

  After Keith had come, Carl covered his face to hide his tears. He had no idea why he was crying. Then again, maybe he did. He had to hide his love. It became an agonizing pain in his chest. Today, with his friends, lying, pretending he didn’t enjoy the contact, it was torture.

  ~

  Keith recovered slowly. The climax was so intense it felt as if he would black out from the swoon. Pulling out, allowing Carl’s legs to settle back on the bed, Keith heard his sob and quickly raised his head to see him. “Oh, God.” Keith dropped the spent condom on the floor and crawled up over Carl’s body. “What? Did I hurt you? Carl?”

  “No. You didn’t hurt me.”

  Collapsing down on top of Carl’s body, Keith hugged him. “Please don’t cry.”

  Carl wrapped his arms around Keith and hid his face as he wailed.

  “Please! What? Carl!” Keith was so worried he was sick. “What did I do?”

  As if he had to force himself to speak, Carl cried, “It’s not you. It’s having to hide.”

  “Oh, babe, I understand.” Keith snaked his arms around Carl’s neck and drew him against him. Feeling Carl’s body wracked with sobs under him, Keith’s heart broke. “I’m sorry. We have to. Please, Carl.”

  “I know.” He hiccupped and tried to wipe his eyes. After another minute, Carl quieted down. “Today, with the guys. I had to lie. It sucked.”

  “Believe me. I get it. It was hell with my dad today as well.” Keith moved to see Carl’s face, brushing his hair back from his eyes, feeling his sweat.

  “I understand why we have to be quiet, Keith. I do. Believe me. I just hate the injustice to us as a couple.”

  “We’ll live with it.” Keith shrugged. “I suppose it gets easier with time.”

  “It’d better.”

  “So many other actors are doing it. We have to, Carl. Promise me.”

  “I will, babe. I promise.” Carl kissed him. “Let’s shower. I have to get those lines memorized.”

  Keith climbed off the bed, retrieving the spent condom to dispose of. He felt sick about the lie as well. But that was life.

  “You okay?” he asked as Carl reached into the shower.

  “Yes. I’m sorry. I don’t know what happened to get me so emotional.”

  “It’s the love.” Keith smiled. “It chokes me up all the time.”

  Carl’s eyes lit up in delight. He pulled Keith close and hugged him.

  Smiling sadly, Keith crushed him in his arms and sighed.

  ~

  “Yes, hello. Is this the National Inspirer?”

  “Yes. What can I do for you?”

  “I have some information you may be interested in.”

  “What kind of information?”

  “It’s about two male actors who are secretly sleeping together and I think it’ll be of significance to you and your readers.”

  “Which two men?”

  “Carl Bronson and Keith O’Leary from Forever Young.”

  “Do you know this for a fact?”

  “Yes. I do.”

  “Great! Give me the juicy details!”

  “I’ll be glad to.”

  Chapter Thirteen

  As Keith walked through the studio to their set, he saw Charlotte instructing the camera crew. Four cameras surrounded the bed in Troy Wright’s bedroom, including one suspended from the ceiling. “Holy shit.” Keith felt his skin crawl.

  Charlotte spun around when she heard him. “Hello, sweetie!”

  “Is this for our next sex scene?”

  “It is!” She approached him and put her arm around his shoulder. “You see,” she pointed to the cameras, “this way we can splice together little snippets of the act without actually showing anything x-rated.”

  “Gulp.” Keith meant it as a joke, but seriously felt nervous.

  “You’ll do fine. Don’t you worry about a thing.”

  She walked back to the crew.

  He felt someone lean against him and expected to see Carl. When it wasn’t, Keith was very glad he didn’t speak his name. “Hey, Cheryl.”

  “I see it’s your turn again.”

  Keith stood back so he could face her. “Do you and Omar ever get stage fright over the sex scenes?”

  “We did slightly in the first season. I suppose we’re more used to it now. It must be horrible for two straight men to do it. I feel for you guys.”

  Carl’s crying comments about hiding rang through Keith’s mind. “Yes. It’s very difficult to fake it with a guy.”

  “I shouldn’t be cocky about it. Charlotte has had two women kiss on one of her past shows. I know my time is coming.”

  “Will it gross you out?” Keith asked, just seeing Carl coming in behind her.

  “I hope not. I just think it’ll feel really weird.”

  “Hi, Keith. Cheryl.”

  “Hey, Carl. Keith and I were just discussing your next hot sex scene.” Cheryl gestured to the set. “Look at all those stupid cameras. You’d think she was doing a colonoscopy the way she has them poised.”

  “Yipe!” Keith shivered. “Shut up!”

  She giggled. “Just kidding. Have fun you two!”

  After she walked away, Carl whispered, �
��Jesus. What’s with all the weird camera angles?”

  “Charlotte said she gets ‘snippets’ to splice.” Keith shook his head.

  “I’m tellin’ ya,” Carl declared, “It gets Charlotte’s rocks off.”

  “And I’m dying here, Carl. Christ Almighty.”

  “At least we’ve had more practice in the bedroom,” Carl whispered.

  “That’s what I’m afraid of,” Keith laughed, “We’ll get carried away and I’ll end up sucking your dick or slipping inside you.”

  “Wow! That’ll go over big.”

  “Get ready boys!” Charlotte shouted.

  “Crap,” Keith complained as he walked to the dressing room.

  “Let’s just try and focus so we do it in one take. I don’t really feel like being naked all afternoon in front of the fucking crew.” Carl began taking off his shirt.

  “I hear ya.” Keith greeted their wardrobe man. “Hey, Mel.”

  “Hello, boys. Ready for yet another x-rated scene?” He held up a robe for each of them.

  “No!” they both answered in stereo.