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"Chriiiiissss, Chriiiiiissss!' A whining voice broke into the deepest sleep-addled corners of his brain. 'C'mon Dad, Wake up, wake up Dad!' The Lion King reference made Chris smile as he began to wake up. He felt the bed dip suddenly as someone jumped on next to him. He groaned and opened his eyes. He was not a morning person. He was greeted with a bushy tailed, bright eyed Darren, literally bouncing up and down on his knees, peering down at Chris through the untamed curls hanging over his eyes. 'Ryan wants us for the matinee rehearsals, remember?'

'Yes Darren. I remember very clearly Ryan telling us to be there at 11. Its 7.' Chris replied, annoyed that he hadn't been able to sleep in.
'I know, but I was thinking we could have breakfast together. Breakfast is free.' Any of the annoyance Chris had previously felt quickly disappeared at the pleading look in Darren's eyes. He sighed in mock reluctance.
'Fine, I'll go.' He grinned as Darren's eyes lit up.
'Okay well come on, come on. I want to get moving. I've been ready for an hour but I thought I would wait before waking you up. Would you like to shower now or before rehearsals?'
'Meh, I'll do it later.' Chris replied, whipping off his shirt and shucking his trousers standing with his back facing Darren, completely naked.

Darren watched as Chris' pants came down, baring his ass to Darren. His mouth became completely dry as endless fantasies ran through his head and he had to focus to stop his cock from hardening noticeably. Darren, kissing and licking his way down Chris chest... licking his way down Chris back, fingers circling the puckered skin of Chris' hole, the broken moans and whines coming out of Chris' mouth wanting, demanding more... Chris looking up at him through long eyelashes, mouth wrapped around his own hard cock, sucking, licki-
'You okay?' Chris' voice broke through his reverie. 'You've been acting kind of weird lately, like tuning out all the time. Do you want to talk about anything?' Chris' voice was full of affectionate concern and it warmed Darren's heart.
'Yeah I'm good. Just a little tired. Yes, I heard it as soon as I said it. Me? Tired? Yes its possible.' He said, trying to deflect Chris' questions. He soon became distracted as he noticed Chris was still in just his boxers, walking towards him.
'And you're sure there's nothing you want to talk about.' Chris confirmed, giving Darren a second chance to confess what was wrong.
'Darren made himself look at Chris' face as he assured Chris that everything was fine and he just needed an early night.

Soon Chris was ready and following Darren out of the hotel room they shared and down to the lobby where breakfast was being served. Chris tripped over a chair and stumbled into Darren.
'You good?' Darren checked after Chris had regained his balance. The affection and concern they shared for each other sometimes overwhelmed Chris. He wondered again how he got so lucky. Chris knew that no matter how much shit he got into, no matter how bad it got, Darren would always be there for him, and likewise, he would always be there for Darren. After Darren and Mia had broken up, Darren had been a mess. After someone was in your life for two years, it was impossible to cut them out completely, no matter how hard Darren had tried. Chris had been there, and he was more than happy to help Darren out. Unhappy Darren was possibly the worst possible outcome of any situation. When Darren's perkiness and energy was noticeably absent, the whole cast suffered. After the break-up, Darren had been miserable and unhappy and as a result, instead of the joking, bubbly atmosphere that usually came along with the glee cast, there was a dead, uncomfortable silence, and no one had tried to attempt to fill it. Darren had the same effect on Chris' personal life. He was the light of Chris' world and as much as it frustrated that Chris that Darren was straight, he loved him all the same.
'Yea, I'm good.' He breathed out, looking down at Darren. How was it that the single, tiny person had such a massive effect on his life?!
'Let me get that.' Darren smiled at Chris and pulled out his chair, bowing as he did so. Chris giggled, the dimples in the cheeks that Darren loved so much showing.

They spent way too long at breakfast, and ended up rushing to rehearsals, barely making it on time. After a full on rehearsal, Chris was desperate for a shower and Darren wasn't going to deny him that. Plus, it gave him a bit of time to have a nap because although Chris didn't take nearly as long getting dressed as a girl did, he sure took just as long in the shower, if not longer.
After hearing the water start, he flopped on the bed in the bedroom next to the en suite where the only bathroom in the hotel room was. Letting his eyes fall shut of their own accord, he let his mind going completely blank as sleep soon enveloped him in its warm, comfy hold.

Darren was kissing Chris. Slowly at first, their lips moving in sync with each other. Chris ran his tongue along Darren's bottom lip, seeking entrance to his mouth, which Darren quickly granted. Their tongues delved into each others mouths mapping out every corner, committing the taste to memory. Darren ran his tongue along Chris' top teeth as he ran his hands down Chris' hands to rest on his hips. Chris shifted so that Darren was straddling his lap, hips pressing together. Darren's hands ran up over Chris' stomach, up his chests and resting just below his shoulders. Chris hands moved off Darren's hips and came to rest on the globes of his ass, slowly but firmly pressing their groins together. As their cocks touched through the many layers of fabric, a jolt of electricity ran through them both, igniting a flame inside them that needed to be fed.
Darren rolled his hips into Chris', the friction feeling amazing even through all the layers. Things quickly became heated and their mouths started moving faster, harder, more urgently than before and Darren's hips started rolling and thrusting into Chris' harder and faster, eliciting moans from Chris' mouth that Darren happily swallowed. Darren reached down towards the hem of Chris shirt and pulled it off without a second thought, Chris doing the same to his own shirt. He moved off Chris and pushed him back so he was laying on the armrest of the couch and Darren slowly began to kiss down Chris chest. He came down to Chris nipple and gently sucked on it, flicking the hard nub with his tongue. Chris arched up into Darren's mouth, his mouth wide open in a silent moan. Darren continued kissing and licking his way down Chris' torso, occasionally biting and sucking one spot hard enough that he was sure it would bruise the perfect, flawless, milky skin in front of him.
He soon reached the barrier of Chris' pants and growled in frustration. He flicked open the button and pulled the fly down with his teeth. He tugged Chris pants off with no further hesitation and stared at the massive bulge in front of him, unfortunately covered by blue stripy boxers. Darren bent down and mouthed at the outline of Chris' cock. He made his way to the head of Chris cock and licked at it through the boxers. Chris thrust his hips upwards, a wordless plea for more. A long, broken moan escaped from Chris mouth which tapered off at the end in a high whine. Darren took pity and pulled his boxers off, watching as his cock sprung free from its confines. He licked his lips, hungry for what was in front of him.
'Darren.. ungg, please, lick me, suck me, anything... please' Chris was desperate for something, begging Darren until he gave in. Darren grasped Chris' cock tightly in his hand pulled up and down once, before realising it was still way too dry. Time to change that, he thought and took the head of Chris cock into his mouth, sucking as he would a lollipop. Gently as first but with increased fervor. He bent his head down taking as much of Chris as he could into his mouth. Chris thrust up into his mouth but Darren took it easily in his stride. A deep groan emanated from. Chris mouth as Darren started bobbing his head, flicking his tongue on the sensitive skin underneath the head of his cock. Darren looked up Chris body and hollowed his cheeks creating an incredible sucking sensation on Chris cock, as though he was trying to suck his orgasm out of him, which he would be if Darren didn't stop soon. Darren let Chris' cock fall out of his mouth with an obscene pop and licked up the dark, throbbing vein on the underside of Chris' cock. Chris arched his hips towards Darren's mouth but was soon satisfied as Darren moved and took one of his balls into his mouth and started licking and sucking. Chris screwed his eyes shut and whined in the back of his throat, high and needy. Darren pulled off and reached into the bedside table and grabbed out the lube and a condom. He lathered the lube onto two fingers and let one of his fingers circle Chris' hole. He pushed in as far as the nail bed and listened to the glorious sounds Chris made as he begged for more.
'Darren.. please further... I need more.. now another finger... please.' As Darren pumped one finger in and out, reveling in the way Chris' asshole clenched around his finger as if to try and keep it in. Darren slowly added a second finger and scissored it, twisting every which way in Chris' ass. Chris was soon begging again and Darren knew he should add another finger, to make sure Chris was stretched just enough, and still be tight. As he rested a third finger against Chris' asshole, Chris stopped him with a look. 'I'm ready, Darren. Just get in me know. I can't wait any longer.' Darren nodded and stripped off the rest of his clothes only just remembering his hard cock standing at attention for Chris. He ripped open the condom and rolled it on, nearly coming from the strokes of his hand. After lathering his cock with lube, and spreading the rest on Chris' ass, he pushed the head in and waited for Chris to adjust.
Chris' eyes were shut in pain, teeth clenched. He nodded, the signal for Darren to move and Darren slowly moved forward, inch by inch until be bottomed out, balls deep inside Chris. Thrusting back and forward slowly, gaining speed, he breathed in and out trying to cool down but to no avail. Obviously the pain soon became pleasure for Chris because he was begging again. 'Darren, faster, harder, deeper please... I need you so bad right now' As Darren started thrusting in abandon, he was rewarded by a high keening sound from Chris. Chris was so tight around Darren and the tight, wet, hot heat was almost too much for Darren. His nerves felt like they were on fire and he angled his hips, trying to find Chris' prostate and within seconds, a particularly loud moan accompanied by 'Ohh, god Darren, right there, please, again, right there,' Darren knew he had found it. Pounding into it again and again, he could see the muscles in his lovers stomach contract and Chris was screaming Darren's name as hot thick come erupted from his cock, coating his chest. His eyes screwed shut and his back arched into Darren. 'Fuckk, Darren... Oh god yes oh god!' He screamed again as the aftershocks kept going. His asshole clenching impossible tight around his cock, making him want, no, need to come but something was making him hold on... 'Darren, come on, Darren!'

He was shaken awake by Chris, looking worriedly down at him. He was sweaty and shaky and impossible turned on. He was fully hard and looked down at the obvious bulge in his pants and knew by his appearance and heavy breathing that Chris had most likely figured out what type of dream he had been having.

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