'As you make your bed, so you must lie in it'

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'Yellow rubber cables are squeezing your thin wrists, you are arching, squirming, licking your lips. I' m taking another cable and stretching it around your long neck, around your throat - the golden throat where your  magnificent voice is born- you are looking at me defenselessly, full of desire, like on our first night that  seems whole abyss of years ago.
You are throwing your head back, lying down, letting me admire all of you, completely. Your pale skin, almost white inside the thighs, is driving me crazy. How many years, how many fucking years I could be ready to crawl up to you like this, to lean towards you... At first - to kiss your neck, chest, squeeze your small nipples with my teeth, which makes you shudder... and you are moaning, throwing me even further into madness... your stomach is soft , warm, smooth... then further down... and now the inner surface of your  thighs - oh my, what a view from here on your face, your neck, and your  everything...
It's such a shame that you don’t know how beautiful and erotic you are now. It seems to me that I can cum just from this view - and I wouldn’t exchange it for anything in whole world. I’ll never forget it... no matter how old we are now... for me you’re always that beautiful 22-year-old human being who kissed me for the first time and then begged me 'to go to the end and to do everything'...
You are shuddering with your whole body and screaming when I'm entering  you - not from pain, but from pleasure - you like it, I know, you are always ready to give yourself to me anytime and anywhere, you always want me... the elastic cable are squeezing your neck and your face turning even redder than usual, you are whispering something, closing your eyes and biting your lips...ah, you are asking me to kiss you... I'm bursting into your mouth with a hot kiss, then I'm squeezing my fingers on your hard cock, you are trying to caress and to hug me with your legs, since your hands are tied, but I'm breaking the kiss, pulling out of you, mercilessly turning you over on your stomach, face down and tying up your legs - your beautiful long legs -   - I'm wrapping the yellow strip around your feet, thin ankles, clenched with passion... now you cannot respond to my caresses in any way, you can only moan, and this is what you can do best... '

-Tim, Tim, another take! , -  the director shouted and his assistants are coming to us to attach these yellow cables again.
I' m wincing and returning to reality.
You are coming up to me, smiling :
- I would give a lot to find out what did you just dream about? You had such a seductive face...

You are shamelessly looking at me, your eyes are exploring all over my body and you are grinning, your face simply glowing with slyness and playfulness:
- Oh, Tiiiiim, the face is a face, but there is something else here...
You are looking exactly on my protruding jeans's zipper. Well, heh, now you've seen everything.
You are shaking your head in a joking manner, winking at me.
And you are looking so impudently...fuck, what are you doing to me?!
I'm embarassing. It's a good thing I'm not prone to blushing, if I had skin like yours I'd be standing bright red right now.

Hmm, how it is possible to continue to act in a video with a boner in my pants right now? My fantasies always crawl into my head at the most unsuitable moment.
I' m pressing my hips against the piano, and shamefacedly lower
my hand, running it along the zipper, squeezing slightly - ohhh, well, at least there’s some friction, but that doesn’t make it any easier. Only one thing could ease this tension. All I want now is you.

One day you will drive me completely crazy, but while I’m still conscious, I have to work.

- One, two, three, let's shoot!
I’m at the piano, you are jumping, singing and dancing in front of me, and everything around is entangled with yellow rubber cables that pull us somewhere away from our instruments, away from each other...
But we resist, we return. Always.