RPF (actors) Aaron Eckhart/Christian Bale no nudity clause
(Christian is topping here, sorry if you wanted it the other way around)
porny excerpt:
Aaron spread his sore knees in an effort to gain some much needed balance, stretching his pants even tighter over his burgeoning erection, eyes glued to Christian's hand still trailing softly over warm, bare skin. He moved to free himself but Christian just gripped his shoulder tighter and even one handed, Aaron knew Christian had the advantage in terms of sheer strength. He sucked in a deep breath and spoke, hynotised by the invisible patterns Bale's free hand was tracing on himself so tantalisingly near.
'W-what are you doing?' he stammered, cock straining against the fly of his pants.
'Just giving you what you want,' Christian replied with a conviction bordering on smug.
Aaron closed his eyes, willing away the hot flush of need seizing hold of him. 'And you're so sure this is what I want, huh?' he challenged, lifting his gaze to glare at the other man.
Christian smiled. 'You want me to stop?' he asked, pulling his hand away from himself and easing his grip on Aaron's shoulder. Aaron squirmed and whined low in his throat; the shame of being rumbled nowhere near enough to stop him from pleading, 'No!'
Bale's answering smirk was beautifully galling, wringing one last drop from the dregs of Aaron's defiance.
'Most people would be flattered y'know,' he spat, expression craven at the renewed sight of exposed skin.
'Who says I'm not?' Christian answered, sliding his hand from Aaron's shoulder to his nape. 'But you should know, apart from when it's required for a role, me getting naked is not a foregone conclusion to just be taken for granted.' Bale squeezed the kneeling man's neck. 'But then, if you're jonesing that badly to see me butt naked you only have to look through my back catalogue,' he taunted, pushing his hand up to stroke and pinch at his own nipple, still hidden by the soft cotton of his t-shirt.
Aaron closed his eyes and felt another wave of shame sting his cheeks. Oh, he'd already gone down that avenue, and how! Since filming had begun, he had already exhausted Bale's back catalogue to the nth degree; mentally compiling his own personal reel of highlights that had repeatedly culminated in a sore wrist and even sorer cock night after night. He felt a pulse of pre-cum staining his crotch at the memories and clenched his fists.
'It's not the same,' he finally gritted out, eyes only opening at the feel of Bale's hand gripping his jaw and tilting his chin up.
'I know,' Christian smirked, 'but I'm not inflexible so why don't you open that pretty little mouth of yours and give me good reason to reconsider,' he suggested, pushing the front of his sweat pants down and guiding his stiff cock between Aaron's already parted lips.
Aaron gasped and flattened his tongue against the underside of Christian's shaft and began to suck hard, moaning softly at the taste and heft sliding back and forth in his mouth and nudging the back of his throat. Hands tightened painfully in his blonde locks as his mouth was fucked steadily, just shy of being choked. Christian was murmuring soft words of encouragement with every stroke, telling him to 'take it all... yeah, swallow it down like a good cocksucker, like the whore you are,' so Aaron duly obliged, gripping Christian's hips and pushing him further down his throat, cutting off his air.
'Fuck!' Christian gasped and then began to speed up his thrusts until moments later his hips spasmed and he emptied himself down Aaron's willing throat.