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Gregg had always been gay, even when he was living back in Britain. It had been exceptionally hard to play Selena Gomez's love interest on the show when his real interest was in David. He wasn't sure if it was David's muscles, his smile or just him. Whatever it was, he was determined to get to David somehow. He was so attracted to David that sometimes during filming he would have to go an "excuse himself" to his dressing room to pictures of David shirtless or fakes he found on the internet.
On Tuesday Gregg and David met at Gregg's house for extra rehearsal before their scene the next day. The doorbell rang and Gregg opened the door. "Hey, Dave. Come in!"
"Hey, Gregg!" David stepped into Gregg's house. He slipped off his shoes and stepped off the carpet onto the marble floor to greet Gregg with a "brotherly hug". As Gregg pulled away he couldn't help but inhale Davids scent and a small moan escaped from his lips as he did so.
David notices something was wrong so he tried to change the subject. "So...where do you want to rehearse?"
"Uhm...the kitchen counter?" Gregg suggested
"Fine by me. It's your house." David followed Gregg to the kitchen. They sat down in high chairs across from each other. Gregg poured rum and cranberry juice blend for the both of them. He put them down on the counter. "Shall we begin?"
"Sure," said David.
"Justin, I need to talk to your sister! Please, just tell me where Alex is!" Getting very into character, he reached across the table to grab David's shirt. He elbowed the alcoholic blend and it spilled all over David's white T-shirt and his skinny jeans.
"Shit!" David screamed
"David, Oh my God, I'm so sorry! Do you want a towel?"
"I don't think a towel will help...hey...we're about the same size, you think?" Gregg couldn't help but turn a deep shade of crimson at the image of David Henrie getting changed in HIS house.
"Uhm...yeah follow me." Gregg made sure to get ahead if David before he could see the ever shrinking space in his pants. They walked upstairs and down a long hallway. Gregg got to one of the rooms and opened a door. It was a room that only had a wardrobe and a bed. "Must be the spare room." David thought to himself, as he opened the closet. "With a full wardrobe... Only you Gregg." He chuckled to himself.
David started getting changed in the room and Gregg ran off down the hall. He got to the kitchen and quickly cleaned up the drink, both on the floor and on the counter. He tried everything he could but he couldn't get the image of a half naked David in his spare room. and why would he want to.
Meanwhile, upstairs, David put on a pair of pants. He went to put his iPhone and wallet in the pockets of his newly borrowed pair of jeans when he felt something weird in the pocket. He pulled out several folded up pieces of paper. He unfolded them and reviewed them in disbelief.
Downstairs, Gregg began to wonder what was taking David so long. He went upstairs and opened the door to one of his many spare rooms. He saw David sitting there, his mouth wide open, looking at pictures he was never supposed to see. Pictures of him shirtless, pictures of him by the pool, beach even some naked fakes Gregg had particularly liked. Gregg remained motionless, staring at a equally motionless David, exept he had the luxury of sitting on Gregg's spare bed. Both were totally speechless. Gregg couldn't take it any more and started heading for the door.
"You know these are completely innacurate,right?" David said, that was amongst the last thing Gregg was expecting to hear.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean my dick looks so much better than these shitty fakes." Gregg was again speechless. He could hardly breath. He had no idea what was happening. He was positive that David was straight. He and Selena had fooled around so much...there's no way he was gay.
David could obviously see the puzzlement on Gregg's face, so he thought he better explain. "Just because I'm hot Gregg doesn't mean I'm can't be bi..." Gregg had a "Duh!" moment. The skinny jeans. All of the hours David spent in the gym. It wasn't for his figure, it was for his fantasies.
"These pictures are all wrong...I mean. The feet are mine. And the abs. and the head. But the penis is all wrong."
"What..? is yours like... bigger or something?" This may have been the sexiest thing to ever happen to Gregg (and you can believe he was loving every second of it) but that didn't mean he didn't find the situation awkward.
David unzipped his pants and pulled the wasteband of his boxers down. His ten inch cock sprung upwards choosing to rest on his abs, Gregg was in awe, the fakes gave him a 6 incher...7 at best. He was in total shock.
"So are you going to blow me or do I have to force your head down?" David didn't have to say it twice. Gregg rushed forward, thrust his head down, and let his mouth answer for him, he had longed for it for so long he was going to enjoy this. He managed to to deep throat the whole thing on the first try. He had wanted it that badly. He began to suck and bob his head up and down on David's cock, feeling it scrape the back of his throat every time.
To be countinued... x)