Disclaimer: Seeing as HSM is rated U then I think it can be safely assumed that I own no part of it.

I started out writing this chapter with something completely else in mind, but this is what it turned out as. Enjoy!

Something more

Ryan's p.o.v

"I want you Ryan Evans."

Did he just say what I think he did? There must be some kind of mistake. Why would Troy Bolton, the most popular guy in all of East High who could have any girl he wanted 'want' me? Maybe I'm hallucinating.

I allow myself to look up at Troy with what must be a rather confused expression on my face, hoping that he could offer some kind of explanation or insight into what the hell was going on. As I turned my head around I couldn't help but notice that he was still standing stark naked in front of me, but making no attempt to cover himself up. Oh, and did I mention that he was sporting a massive erection?

It was too much. My heart was beating so fast that it was just like one continuous synth drum. I did the only thing that I could: faint. Pathetic. I know.

Troy's p.o.v

Fuck. I thought to myself as Ryan fell flat on his back onto the cold tile floor, Well that clearly couldn't have gone any worse.

I rushed over to his side to check if he was okay. It looked as if he had just blacked-out or something. I knelt over him and looked at his face. I was relieved to see that his features made him look calm and relaxed. Is it wrong that I'm still aroused when he's unconscious?

Ryan's p.o.v

I open my eyes and immediately see Troy leaning over me, still very much naked. That's fine by me I smile to myself. As I continue to stare at him I get lost in those deep blue eyes, neither of us saying a word but just being comfortable in that position in each others presence.

After a while I slowly snaked my hands around his head and through his beautiful silky hair, as it just seemed the right thing to do at the time. I pulled his head down gently so that his wet lips hung painfully close to my drier ones and they stayed there for what seemed like an eternity. And then with a silent consent he made the rest of the distance and our lips joined, as if they had always meant to be together. The fiery connection between us was incredible and it felt like we were making sparks. I was experiencing new sensations which I didn't even know existed – no one had ever made me feel this way before.

By this time I had readily given his tongue entrance into my mouth and he was exploring every inch of it with curiosity and care. He climbed on top of me and began to deepen the kiss, all the while keeping it slow and tender, making me realise that this must be something more than just hormones.

I was still very aware of the fact that he had a distinct lack of clothes, and now that he had me underneath him I could feel his manhood on the inside of my thigh through my tight fitting black jeans (I couldn't help feeling that I was not concealing much either as I felt the crotch material stretch to the limit). This drove me crazy and I let out a deep moan into his mouth which he clearly enjoyed, as he pressed himself even further against me.

That was it – I couldn't take any more. I pushed him away and noticed the confused and slightly hurt look in his eyes.

Troy's p.o.v

He smirked, "What makes you think that you get to have all of the fun Mister Troy Bolton?" he said as he literally ripped off his shirt. Now it was my turn to moan with desire as I saw his muscular physique. I had no idea that Ryan worked out, but I wasn't complaining.

He quickly unzipped and flung his trousers away as well, revealing a gigantic bulge in his pink silk boxers.

This was all I could take. I made a move to quickly grab him again but he dodged me and ran into the showers, dragging me along with him. The showers were still on and his expensive boxers were getting soaked through, but it was clear that he didn't care. He made a suggestive smile, wiggling his eyebrows up and down and I ran towards him, resuming the kiss but this time more passionately and urgently. Oh God this felt so right.

My hands began roaming all over his body, up and down his back until I stuck them under his boxer shorts and grabbed his ass, squeezing it as hard as I could. He tried to stifle a scream of pleasure and this drove me over the edge. I quickly summoned all of my strength and ripped his boxers into two, which is harder than it sounds; leaving us both completely exposed and drenched all over.

Now I could feel the friction between our two shafts and it was driving me crazy, and also Ryan by the looks of it, as he was letting off all sorts of feral moans and groans. I finally broke the connection between our lips, leaving us both panting for air. I ignored this though and immediately began leaving a trail of kisses all the way down his torso, stopping at each nipple to carefully suck it and nip it with my teeth.

I could tell that he was getting more and more excited still as I went further down his body – and so was I. Finally I came to his lower regions and took a minute to just stare and try to comprehend how enormous he was before taking as much of him into my mouth as I could.

Ryan's p.o.v.

"TROY!" I screamed as loudly as I possibly could, not caring who heard me.

The sound of his name seemed to egg him on and encourage him to pump me harder and faster with his mouth and hand. I tried to cling on to something for support but all I had near was a slippery shower wall, which was just enough to keep me upright.

I could feel myself swelling up as I continued to marvel at how much of me Troy could take at once. God he was good!

"Troy! Oh fuck Troy!" I shrieked again, as I reached my orgasm.

I thought that he would back away or at least take his mouth away, but instead he kept pumping me until I came. I don't think that I had ever come this much before, but Troy kept swallowing up every bit that I had to offer him. Now this was my kind of guy!

I slumped down onto the floor with my back against the wall from the sheer exhaustion of it all, but stood straight back up when I heard Troy say, "I'm not done with you yet…" and gave me a very mischievous grin. He pulled me in towards him and again reached round me and grabbed my ass. But this time he let his index finger travel down my crack and tease around at my entrance before gently penetrating me, using water as its only lubrication.

I don't think that I had ever been so turned on in my life, but suddenly all the blood drained out of my head and my heart stopped as I heard an all-too-familiar voice scream:

"What the fuck do you think you're doing to my son, you fucking faggot!"

What do you think? I still debating whether to carry this on or just leave it as a one-shot. If enough people want me to continue then I will. REVIEW!

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