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Chris and Ben
Chris lazily pulled the sweaty tank top over his head, wiping the sweat from his neck and chest before throwing it into his gym bag. He was tired but this new work out cycle was definitely paying off. He hadn't felt this good in ages and Caroline had no complaints. In bed she would play with the developing six pack, occasionally making swirls in the golden trail that lead down wards. He would giggle and swat her hand away as she lightly dragged her fingernails across his abdomen. Chris shivered at the thought and was embarrassed to see the goose bumps run up and down his arms.
He pulled his towel from the locker then dropped his baggy work out shorts, rapping the towel around his waist and heading for the steam room. In the middle of the day the gym wasn't all that busy, but was still close enough to the lot to let those interested in getting a small work out with out having to plan a major expedition to their favorite gyms. The steam room was empty just as the gym had been. In fact Chris had only seen one other person working out and they were down by the free waits so he had never seen who it was. Chris took the bench along the back wall and leaned his head back and just sat there letting his body suck in the steam. He thought about calling Caroline to let her know the shooting for the film was going well, even though the news on the set of Y2K was looking bleak. Budget concerns were looming on the horizon as well as the fateful opening date of the completed film. Two months ago during the preliminary work it looked like the film would in fact make the production date and be out before December 31st. Now with the execs breathing down everyone's backs about the cost of the film it looked like they're may be problems, even the possibility of closing down the production. Chris forced the thoughts into the back of his mind, the last thing he wanted to do was get bogged down before calling Caroline. Chris was so involved in his own thought process he didn't even hear the door open, but the swell of cold air that swept over his bare feet brought his eyes wide open.
"Hey, Chris!" Said the new arrival, in a extremely familiar voice. Chris wiped the sweat from around his eyes and squinted through the steam. Before him stood the tall bare chested form of a past costar. Chris leaned forward and offered his hand.
"Ben, god it's been ages. How are you doing?" Asked Chris as Ben took sat down on the bench.
""How am I doing?" Shouldn't I be asking that question?" Asked Ben with a raised eyebrow and his legendary cocky smile. "I understand your married now."
Chris grinned and held up his hand with the wedding band exposed on an extended finger. "Almost half a year now, I hate these long shoots though, so does she. Told here I was going to take a break from the acting bits but its hard to pass up."
"You're working down on stage 72, a computer virus movie or something?" Asked Ben.
" Y2K." Correct Chris. Ben nodded his head in acknowledgment. "What are you working on these days?"
Ben shrugged his shoulders, his chest bulging with an extended sigh. Chris was envious of his friends' well-developed physic. Chris was hopping that the workouts would prove more beneficial then they had so far, but he knew going into it that it wasn't an overnight job. "I haven't been working on anything but were on the lot trying to get the head honchos to take the bait on Kevin's new film have you heard about it?"
Chris threw back his head and gave out a sarcastic laugh, which Ben frowned at. "You mean the ever damned Dogma. Yeah, heard the Catholic League is giving you guys all sorts of fits about that one. I know it's a religiously based film but I haven't heard the details, what's the problem?"
Ben stood and pulled the towel from around his waist, exposing a black pair of Calvin boxer briefs. He then went about laying the towel out on the bench. "Well it has to do with the fact that were dealing with the heavy handed idea that there is a direct descendent of Christ in our film. Seems to have put a bur in the butts of the Catholics." Answered Ben as he finished with the towel than laid himself out, feet facing Chris.
Chris couldn't help but notice the slightly large bugle in Ben's boxer briefs. It was a stupid question but it was out before he could stop himself. "Do you wear those all the time?"
Ben lifted his head from the bench and gave Chris a confused look. "Wear what?"
Chris nodded towards, feeling stupid that he had even brought it up. "The underwear."
Ben looked down to the pair of black boxer briefs he was wearing. "Well no not really, I have several other pairs actually, and I try to change into a new pair when ever I can. But if you're referring to the style, Yes I only wear boxer briefs."
"Sorry didn't mean to get personal just I've never seen you wearing them in the movies." Said Chris, trying to figure away out of the now embarrassing predicament he had got himself into. The last thing he wanted was an uncomfortable silence to fill the steam room.
"Yeah well you know how the execs can be. Want to keep the best parts a secret. I mean you can't possibly tell me you wear plain old boxers like you do on the sets."
Chris nodded in agreement, he had always preferred the support of a pair of briefs, but wardrobe always handed him a pair of boxers. Chris let out a small chuckle as the incident on the set of Mad Love surfaced in his mind.
"What's so funny about my choice of underwear?" Asked Ben.
"No it's not that. It was when I was working on Mad Love. Drew was quite insistent that I be wearing boxers. She said something like "No he can not wear those skimpy things. The last thing I need is to be distracted by that!""
"Yeah sure!" Exclaimed Ben as he sat back up. "I remember a specific shower scene in School Ties, you weren't packing a howitzer Chris." Said Ben with his shit-eating grin.
"Oh and you were looking?" Asked Chris wide eyed with shock.
"Hey, always got to know what the opposition is packing, in case of a show down. You can't sit here and tell me you didn't eye what every one else was carrying. I mean did you see what Brendan has swinging down there? Man I wouldn't mind having that in my corner." Said Ben.
"Well I don't remember what Brendan was packing but Matt wasn't exactly lacking in that department." Chris couldn't believe where the conversation had gone. Some how they had gone from underwear to judging costars' dicks.
"Well don't give Matt too much credit, it make look big but it don't get much bigger when the deed needs to be done." Said Ben with a smirk.
Chris couldn't believe his ears. He had heard the rumors about Ben and Matt but he had never given it much thought. In Hollywood it was easy for rumors to run rampant. "Are you saying--" Chris stammered. "You and Matt?"
"Hell we were best friends since high school Chris, a few hand jobs here and there, one or two blow jobs when things were tight." Said Ben matter of fact. "Its human nature my friend, don't tell me your homophobic." Ben leaned closer just to add weight to his words. Chris pulled back trying to retreat from the advance but Ben kept leaning closer. "Does this make you nervous?"
"Yeah just a little, I mean I'm married and your sitting here talking about dicks and jerking off with friends. Yeah I'm just a little bit nervous." Said Chris.
Ben just smiled. "I guess you're just a nut waiting to be cracked." Ben leaned in, his lips slightly pursed. Chris though Ben was going to kiss him when all of a sudden Ben's approach shifted and Chris felt a pair of lips on his left nipple. The first thing that ran through Chris' mind was disgust and he almost reached up to shove Ben away but then something happened. A tingle that started like the tickling pricks of goose bumps radiated out into an enveloping surge of pleasure. Chris let out a betraying moan, and he felt another wave of pleasure as Ben bit his nipple every so slightly. The assault on Chris' nipple continued as Ben's tongue played over it lightly with small licks, then he would envelope the nipple and suck slightly before biting it again. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Chris' towel begin to tent.
Ben sat back up and pulled Chris' legs on the bend then straddled his middle. Chris started to protest but Ben laid a finger to Chris's lips. "Shsssss" Then leaned down and continued his suckling of Chris' nipples. This time he moved from the left to the right, giving each nipple equal time. At the same time Ben's right hand slid down Chris' chest and over the bulge in the towel and gave it a few healthy tugs.
The feelings that were running through Chris' mind and body had no definition. He and Caroline had never been prudes when it came to bedroom play. He knew how well she responded to playing with her ample nipples, but she had never repaid the gesture. Ben's attention to the two small buds on Chris' chest was sending waves of please through Chris' body like he had never experienced. It didn't help that Ben slowly jerked Chris off through the gym towel. Chris found himself giving into the pleasure. He had known Ben for years now, but had never known Ben was so open minded, much less gay. But for the first time in his life Chris found himself look at Ben in a different way. As Ben worked his magic Chris tentatively ran his hands up and down Ben's back. Feeling his friend's strong physique. He had never touched another man in such a way but felt that it was perfectly natural. Chris moved his hands from Ben's back to the broad and slightly hairy chest. He found his fingers making small circles in the chest hair, then found a large nipple and gave it a pinch.
Ben looked up from his work and smiled that glowing white smile. "See Chris nothing to it."
"I guess so." Said Chris as he slowly fondled Ben's left nipple.
"Well good I'm glad you had fun." Said Ben as he hopped from Chris' lap and grabbed the towel he had laid out.
Chris sat open mouthed, his chest dripping with sweat and saliva, his dick still hard from Ben's touch. Had he done something wrong? "Why are you going, what's wrong?" Asked Chris.
Ben turned at the door. "Slow down tiger, this is a public place. We may be enjoying ourselves but the last thing we need is an eyewitness. Hang out in her for a few more minutes then come out and change, you'll find something in your bag." With that Ben rapped his towel around his waist, but not before Chris noticed the large lump hanging in the front of the black boxer briefs, and was out the door.
Chris sat in the steam room for another ten minutes, his thoughts running wild. He didn't even realize he had been sitting there until two other people walked in. Chris didn't recognize them but he didn't stay either. As he made his way back to the locker he popped his head into the showers to see if Ben was there but Ben was no where to be found. Chris found a small piece of paper in his bag with an address on it, and nothing else. He quickly changed into his street clothes not even thinking to take a shower to rinse of the sweat. He need to get out of here, head back to the hotel and clear his head. The limo was waiting for him outside and without a word the driver drove him back to the hotel. The glass that separated the driver was up and Chris thanked god for that. There was just too much going through his head to even worry about making idle conversation with a bored driver. Chris found himself staring out the window but the blurred view of Hollywood wasn't what he was seeing. All he could see was Ben sitting in front of him smiling. Deep down he felt confused, never had he ever been interested in another man but Ben had touched something and now he felt a hunger, but all he could think of was not going through with it. It mocked him like a forbidden taboo that teased him with its thrills but frightened him with the possible consequences. No its was best to forget about it, if he saw Ben again he would act like nothing happen, and he was sure Ben would catch on and forget about it also.
"Sir?!" Said the driver from the front seat. "Your hotel."
Chris pulled himself from his mental dilemma. "Thanks." He said then stepped out of the car. A porter was already waiting and offered to take Chris' bag but Chris walked by him as if he wasn't there. Chris headed straight for the elevator. There was one waiting for any cars and once again Chris found himself thanking a higher power that he would get an elevator to himself.
The elevator chimed its arrival and Chris stepped in before the doors had fully opened. He slapped the button for the 16th floor and then hit the close door. He watched as the highly polished chrome doors start to close but heard from outside. "Hold the Elevator!" Chris hesitated to hit the open door button but his indecision was for not. A hand appeared between the closing doors just before they came together. The elevator chimed once again and the doors slowly opened. Chris stiffened as Ben stepped into the elevator.
Ben smiled and pressed the close door button. As soon as they were safely sealed inside he turned to Chris. "Didn't find the address, or cold feet?"
For the first time Chris hated Ben's infectious smile. "Ben what do you want me to say. What we did threw me off I wasn't prepared." But he felt his own member betraying him, the through of Ben touching him again was making Chris excited. The look on Ben's face as Chris took a step back was one of pain and disappointment.
"Well I understand, it was just between friends. No harm no foul. I'll head home." Ben stepped forward to hit the button for the 8th floor so he could get off, but before he could reach the panel Chris rapped an arm around his shoulder. He didn't know why he did it just something in his mind that screamed, "You ASS! Don't let him walk away!"
Ben craned his neck and their eyes locked, even if Chris was standing on his tiptoes. Chris took Ben's stubble laden chin in his free hand. "I want to be your friend, your best friend."
As soon as they stepped into the room Ben locked the door then grabbed Chris around the waist and the stumbled into the suites main room. Chris was a little overwhelmed and tried to pry himself loose but together Ben forced them onto the couch where Chris gave out a stifled grunt as Ben landed on him. Their eyes met again and there was a silence in the room as they both just stared at each other. "What now?" asked Chris.
"Well," said Ben as he sat up, once again on top of Chris. "First we should get comfortable." Ben reached into the waist of Chris' jean and pulled out the tan polo shirt and exposed Chris' hairy navel and moderate six pack. Ben then pulled Chris forward and the shirt over his head. "For a little guy you sure do have a good looking body." Ben ran both hands up Chris' smooth chest until he reached the small pink numbs again. "Do you want to take this into the bedroom?" Chris nodded and Ben pulled him off the couch and lead him to the bedroom. The bed was a king-size with a royal blue bead spread. Ben let go of Chris only long enough to pull the bedspread to the floor, then motioned Chris to join him by the bed.
"Have you done this before?" Asked Chris as Ben rapped his arms around the half-naked actor.
"Only with Matt." Said Ben as his hands undid Chris' belt and jeans. "And to be honest never like this."
Chris now stood only in a pair of low-rise jockey briefs, the inverted Y bulging with Chris' growing hard on. "What do you mean by "like this"?" Asked Chris concerned. He had figured this was nothing new to Ben, but here he was confessing that this was his fist time.
Ben pulled off his own shirt, exposing his hairy chest then undid his own jeans and let them fall to the floor, exposing a clean pair of white Calvin Klein boxer briefs. "I mean I've never gone to this level. Matt and me would jerk each other off while watching porn, same with the blow jobs. I've never felt like I had to offer something of myself to the other person. Between me and Matt it was purely physical."
"Why me?" Asked Chris before Ben turned and threw Chris on the bed, then jumped on top of him, their cocks grinding against each other. Chris let out a low moan, and Ben smiled at the fact that he was bringing Chris pleasure.
"I don't know what it is about you Chris. We've only known each other since School Ties and it wasn't liked we formed any kind of lasting bond but I've always considered you an attractive man. Maybe even someone I would have to contend with in the media." Ben paused to grind his hips into Chris', then lowered his head and gave one of Chris' nipples a quick kiss. "But I have to be honest, there is something about you. I wouldn't have ever acted on it save for the fact that you asked me about my underwear." He paused again to like the hardening nipples in Chris' chest. He could also feel Chris' man hood like it was pure steel. "When you asked me that question it was like you opened a flood gate and everything I was afraid to ask just came out. Right now I think I could stay with you forever." They looked into each other's eyes long and hard. The pleasure of physical contact faded into some obscure feeling, and was replaced by something more powerful. Ben slowly lowered his lips towards Chris' until the meet. It was like the closing of a long open circuit. Electricity and raw energy passed through the both of them as they kissed for the first time. Chris had never felt such a deep level of joy, and he wasn't going to let it escape. For the first time Chris took the initiative and forced his tongue into the warm confines of Ben's mouth, where it found a more than willing partner. They sat there for what seemed like hours to them, becoming familiar with one another's body's and pleasures. Ben found that Chris loved to have his navel played while Chris came to understand Ben's fascination with nipples. Ben almost screamed out in ecstasy as Chris tweaked and pinched his nipples. Ben became even more aroused as Chris brought his lips to the light red buds hidden in the mat of black hair on Ben's chest. "God Chris that's wonderful." Ben breathlessly. Chris was more than happy to oblige, as he began to suckle on both nipples like a young child with a sucker.
After a few minutes of pure bliss Ben pushed Chris back on to his back. "Did I do something wrong?" Asked Chris with a grin.
"No, not at all my "friend"." Said Ben as he crawled off of Chris. "Just want to give you something back in return. Chris watched as Ben moved down to the bottom of the bed and took a hold of his feet. Ben forced Chris to bend his knees up and plant his feet firmly against the mattress. Chris found himself becoming apprehensive again as Ben's fingers slipped into the waistband of his Jockeys. Chris placed a restraining hand on Ben's and gave him a doubtful look. "Don't worry Chris we'll go slow, but they need to come off." Said Ben and as to confirm the fact he brushed aside Chris' hand and continued to pull off Chris' underwear. Although he had seen it a few years back Chris' dick was a something to behold in its excited state. Ben didn't waste time trying to memorize details instead he wrapped his lips around the head. Chris let out a hiss that could only be one of pure delight. Ben took the queue and let Chris' cock slide into his mouth, where he swirled his tongue around every vein, bump, and paying careful attention to the sensitive crown. He would slide down the full length of Chris' cock then let all but the head slip out. Soon Chris' own hips began to pump, forcing his cock deeper into Ben's accepting mouth. Chris' hands slipped down to the top of Ben's head. Where he ran his fingers through the short dark hair, urging Ben on.
"B.. Ben! I'm gonna cum!" Said Chris between the gasps of his on coming orgasm. Ben slid the twitching cock out of his mouth and began to jerk Chris off.
"Go for it man! Give me all you got." Said Ben as began fondling Chris' balls. Chris gave out one heavy gasp before he arched his back in the throws of ecstasy. Ben missed the first shot, but quickly cupped his fist over the head of Chris' cock. He caught the next to waves, and milked a third from fondling Chris' balls.
"My god that was amazing!" Panted Chris as he relaxed in the after glow of orgasm. He didn't even notice as Ben lifted his legs and kneeled just behind his ass. "I never knew it could be so different. I mean it was the same thing but your knew exactly where to go."
"I know, Chris and now I want to go where no one else has been. Chris I want to be inside you."
Chris didn't have time to answer before Ben draped Chris' legs over his shoulders. Chris watched as Ben fisted his own cock with the cum filled hand, then placed his cum slick cock against Chris' virgin ass. "Forgive me Chris." He whispered as he thrusted his hips forward into Chris' ass.
Chris cried out ass the pain flashed through his body. Ben leaned forward and kissed Chris full on the lips, letting his cock sit idle in Chris' ass. At first Chris was unresponsive to the kiss. He simply sat there, body tense and cold. Ben kept at it though, sliding his tongue into Chris' mouth until the young actor began to relax again. Then slowly Ben eased the rest of his 8 inch cock into Chris.
Ben's lungs were filled with the out rush of air from Chris as he grunted with pleasure. Ben increased his tempo, and Chris responded by wrapping his legs around Ben's waist. With each thrust Chris would draw his legs tight around Ben's waist, forcing his cock further into the unexplored regions of Chris' ass. Soon Ben was panting, their bodies covered in sweat, and the smell of young men filled the room. Ben watched as the pleasure washed across Chris' face. His own cock was ready to burst. "Chris can I cum inside of you?"
Chris didn't answer, he simply kissed Ben and drew his legs even tighter. It was all Ben needed to send him over the edge. He slammed his hips forward burying his cock to the hilt as the first wave ran through him. Chris threw back his head as he felt Ben's warmth spread through him.
Spent, Ben collapsed on top of Chris, their lips coming together for a passionate kiss as they soaked in their love for each other. They spent the next few minutes kissing until Ben's softening dick slipped from the warm confines of Chris' ass.
"Well? What now?" Chris asked with a smile.
End of part one.