I’m Not That Obsessive

Chapter 63

“Do you enjoy being naked alone in the forest where no one’s around?”

I asked as Mitchell came in. He was still holding his thing like a water gun. It looked like he might shoot it at me. Would liquid come out? Should I open my mouth?

“Want to do it properly outside? Want to see?”

“Ugh, really. You can’t take a joke.”

“I’m not joking though?”

Secretly wanting to see Mitchell doing it alone outdoors, I didn’t deny it again. I just accepted the coffee he poured into a mug and pretended to be busy drinking it.

“If the shoot is at 11, shall we leave around 10?”

“Yeah.”

“Then, let’s stay a bit longer.”

“Is this place okay?”

“Yes! It’s nice. It was scary at night, but now that it’s bright, it really seems fine. Let’s come often.”

“Sure. I thought you’d say that.”

Looking at Mitchell’s triumphant face, I wanted to pat him because his reaction was cute. Of course, seeing his firm chest and thick lower part like a large-capacity tumbler, I didn’t particularly feel like acting on it.

And what about the items from the Red Shop on the table? 

And that ivory club, 

The one that looks more real than mine, is clearly meant for inserting in the backside. Since we didn’t use it yesterday, I was afraid he might use it now. I kept glancing at it, wanting to quickly shove it into a bag.

When I mix bodies with Mitchell, it feels like I’m showing my most vulnerable self. Instead of neatly dressed clothes, I’m naked; instead of a tidy hairstyle, my hair is messy; I open up my most intimate parts and even invite him in.

Clearly, I enjoy having sex with Mitchell. That’s the honest truth without a shred of lie. However, having just gotten used to it, I needed mental preparation. 

This was a slightly different issue from wanting Mitchell, so I hesitate every time. Still, I desired intimacy with Mitchell. Even though I was scared of the unfamiliar pain and embarrassed by the excitement I couldn’t control, I enjoyed it.

But that… that… club is a no.

Even though I prided myself on becoming almost gay, in reality, I was still far from it. 

“What are you thinking about?”

Mitchell sat leaning against the bed headboard and put his arm around my shoulder. When I leaned into his arm without hesitation, I heard Mitchell’s satisfied laugh in return.

“Ah, you know ‘Fail to Start’? You know I’m going to sign the contract for that tomorrow, right?”

Fail to Start.

It’s the title of the queer movie Mitchell and I are starring in. As the title suggests it couldn’t start, the content is also a bit gloomy.

It’s a bit irritating that the content is depressing when we’re both starring, but wouldn’t Director Angelio know how to direct it properly? If the artistic value is good, surely it can cover up content I’m not fond of… hmm.

For a moment, a fleeting thought passed that I didn’t want to film this movie with Mitchell. As I hesitated briefly at this thought with unknown reasons, Mitchell touched my cheek and asked.

“I don’t think I can go with you, is that okay?”

“Yeah. It’s fine.”

I wished he could come along, but this time it couldn’t be helped. Actually, it wasn’t that I disliked going to sign the contract alone, but rather that I disliked being apart from Mitchell even for a moment. But given the situation, I couldn’t keep insisting.

As we passed time with small talk, two hours had already gone by. If we start getting ready and washing up now, we should be fine.

Mitchell stood at the sink holding two mugs. He seemed to want to wash them right away. I wanted to praise that diligent person, but now wasn’t the time to be distracted by the sight of him doing dishes naked.

I got up quickly but naturally and started packing. I shoved all the adult items into Mitchell’s bag. I wanted to clear them from sight before he could suggest using them now since we didn’t use them yesterday.

But in my hurry, I accidentally dropped the club. Fortunately, it fell on my underwear that I had taken off, so it didn’t make much noise.

Just as I was about to pick it up and put it in the bag, the water sound stopped. Unable to look back, I wrapped the club in my underwear and rolled it under the bed. As I stood up naturally and continued tidying the table, Mitchell had already approached and wrapped his arms around my waist.

“Are you cleaning up? I could do it.”

“Ah, you’re… doing the dishes. I should clean up. Let’s quickly wash up and leave.”

Luckily, Mitchell didn’t notice. The club that went under the bed shouldn’t be a problem as I could retrieve it next time we come.

“Want to wash up here?”

“Here?”

We did wash here yesterday, but day and night are completely different. Washing in such an open space, ah… right. I’m still naked now, aren’t I?

I’ve been naked since yesterday, so I didn’t even realize I was naked. Now I was worried that clothes might feel cumbersome because being completely naked felt comfortable.

“I’ll wash up here.”

“Together…”

“No time for pranks.”

I quickly ran into the bathroom. There was no lock, so if Mitchell decided to follow me in, I couldn’t drive him out.

However, for some reason, Mitchell didn’t insist. Probably because it was visible from outside anyway, whether I hid here or not. He openly observed me washing with a pleased look on his face.

Oh, I should have just gone home to wash.

Fortunately, Mitchell lost interest in me after a while. Not only did he lose interest, but he even left the house without saying anything to me.

As I watched Mitchell disappear into the forest, I lathered up the shower sponge. Just as I was starting to feel disappointed, suddenly I saw Mitchell standing blankly in the middle of the forest.

“Huh?”

Then he started shaking his lower part.

“Are, are you crazy?”

He really did it in the middle of the forest. He had clearly asked if I wanted to see him do it properly, and I hadn’t answered. He seemed to have taken that as a yes.

Mitchell waved his hand at me like a madman. I froze with the sponge in my hand. As his shoulders started to heave and he entered an excited state, my body strangely began to tingle.

“Whew.”

I exhaled deeply to try to calm down. It had no effect at all. As his hand moved faster and faster, I finally put the soapy sponge to my lower part. Then I shook it like Mitchell.

“Ah, ah!”

Even though I hadn’t shaken it much, the sensuality of the situation brought me to the edge quickly. I dropped the sponge on the floor and moved in earnest.

My legs, unable to support my excited body, were about to buckle. When I leaned against the glass, my chest was pressed against it.

“Hah.”

I looked at Mitchell again. Strangely, I wanted to touch his large, heaving chest. I wanted to lick it too.

When I stuck out my tongue and pretended to lick, Mitchell said something to me. I couldn’t hear what he said.

We touched ourselves endlessly. Since we were doing it separately, it didn’t end quickly. We explored each other only with our eyes as Mitchell shook me and I shook Mitchell. When my face contorted, Mitchell’s face contorted like mine. Even though we were far apart, we felt the same things and saw the same things.

A while later, after we both finished pleasurably, even our satisfied expressions were similar.

Ah, now I think I know what that person said.

‘Crazy bastard.’

He cursed at me while smiling.

It’s true.

We were both not normal.

***

It was a day when my whole body ached as if I had been beaten. Early in the morning, after sending Mitchell to the filming location first, I couldn’t leave the bed for over an hour after waking up.

Mitchell probably thought I was being lazy, but I was really in pain. It wasn’t like I had caught a cold or exercised vigorously the day before, but my muscles screamed every time I moved.

I would have liked to rest thoroughly, but today happened to be the day for signing the contract, so I couldn’t be lazy.

Moreover, it was my first leading role.

Although my Hollywood debut was in “Racing Instinct,” my first leading role is in “Fail to Start.” Thanks to that, despite my concerning physical condition, I was in a good mood.

I barely managed to go out and finish the contract signing, and spent quite a bit of time talking with relevant people over coffee. I was so unaware of how time passed that I didn’t even have the luxury to feel pain. Thanks to my nervous and excited state of mind, I was able to endure the muscle pain that had settled throughout my body.

I also received the revised script. It seems the one I saw before was incomplete. Even though I read it lightly, the content was clear at a glance. The lack of dramatic events made it seem a bit dull, which was a small flaw. Because of that, the acting skills of the lead actors were even more important in this script. The emotional line seemed to be the most crucial aspect in acting.

Mitchell couldn’t make time until the end due to his film shooting, so I finished the contract first. Moreover, although I don’t know the details, he said he had something to discuss and adjust with the company.

As I left the office after the meeting, the tension dissipated and the muscle pain I had forgotten about hit me again. Maybe because I had talked a lot, now even my throat was ticklish.

I thought it was just muscle pain, but as time passed, my head felt heavy and chills started to come. The symptoms gradually increased one by one.

Unable to easily decide on my next destination in my current state, I sat down on a bench. As time went on, instead of getting better, my condition noticeably worsened, so I finally picked up my phone.

“Must be filming…”

Mitchell didn’t answer the phone. I tried once more but failed to connect. I hesitated to go to the filming location like this, as it might be a cold. Though I wasn’t coughing or anything like that.

But I didn’t feel like going home either. As I was pondering over and over, thankfully, the phone rang.