เข้าสู่ระบบ* Jeff *
This may sound unbelievable, but I had never before gotten it on with someone inside a theater. Even before Timothy, I had maintained a careful distinction between my personal and professional lives. And though I already knew Daniel hid a tiger behind his meek demeanor, I would never have dreamed of him doing something as sexually aggressive and audacious as that blowjob. All through Scott's thoughtfully provided lunch, I caught myself staring at my boy in wonder. Even more impressive was his complete composure afterward, in the face of everyone's curiosity, amusement, or, in the case of Mark, glowering irritation.It turned me on like nobody's business.That evening we laughed about it as we sat on my sofa and took turns feeding each other forkfuls of Mom's delicious pumpkin pie. Even though Daniel assured me that Kelly and Josh were outstanding cooks, neither of them baked, so his Thanksgiving had lacked what I considered the crowning glory of t* Jeff *The next three weeks were some of the happiest of my life. Now that we were into our performance schedule, my mornings and early afternoons were free. Free to sleep in after getting home at midnight. Free to run errands, go Christmas shopping, go to the gym, and take care of housework during the day. Free to spend lazy morning hours making love to Daniel. Especially the lazy mornings making love to Daniel. I never tired of waking up to find his naked body lying next to me, mine and mine only to worship.Ever since he had opened up to me about his experience at Brian's hands, Daniel had started to become much more demonstrative with his affection. To my delight, he began initiating touch, with gestures that ranged from resting a gentle hand on my ass or the small of my back, to fierce, demanding kisses that often led to even more. One highly memorable morning, somewhere between "Good morning" and "What would you like for breakfast?" he started a chain of ev
* Daniel *Opening night went off without a hitch, and got a terrific response from the audience. Backstage, Joseph had a minor panic attack an hour before curtain and dragged me into a rehearsal room for a half hour to review his scenes, but once he stepped on stage he performed flawlessly. Mark rolled his eyes at losing his assistant so close to performance, but Scott took me aside at intermission and thanked me for my time and effort.Jeff, of course, turned on his full charisma and had most of the women in the audience (and probably more than a few of the men) sighing at his declarations of love to Angela. Even she looked a little flushed when she came off stage after that scene. Back off, bitch, he's mine, I felt like snapping. I was immediately ashamed of my reaction. Mark read my expression and grunted unhappily, but otherwise we were more or less back to our usual professional working relationship.There was a reception afterward for the cast, crew
* Daniel *As I finished dressing after my shower, I noticed that I had a message waiting on my phone. I activated the voice mail system to hear a familiar stentorian voice. I had to pull my ear away from the receiver to hear the message clearly."Jeffrey, it's Larry Ryan. I'm bringing some of my students to your performance tonight. I hope you won't think it too much of an imposition to sign a few autographs afterward. Look forward to seeing you. I promise not to be too critical. Call me back if you can."I grinned at my phone and called back. Naturally, it went to voice mail. Does anyone ever talk person to person any more?"Professor, I can't wait to see you tonight, and please be as critical as you like. I'll let the house manager know you and your students are welcome to come back to the green room when the show's over."* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * The preview that night was well attended. I had to modes
* Jeff *Daniel slept late. Fortunately, we didn't have to be at the theater until afternoon, so I let him rest. After the revelations of the night before, I figured he needed it. When my bladder's complaining became too insistent to ignore, I managed to get out of bed without waking Daniel and took care of business. I had intended to do some light housework while he slept, but instead I wound up in the window seat, nursing a mug of coffee and watching him.He slept on his side, curled into himself, arms tucked neatly beneath his chin, hair falling across his face. His full lips were slightly parted. His long lashes fluttered occasionally. I drank in the sight of him, imagining the creamy perfection of his skin beneath the covers, trying to impress every detail permanently into my memory.Finally, he stirred, calling my name softly, and woke. I was already kneeling beside him when he opened his sleepy hazel eyes. He slowly focused on me."Morning,
* Jeff *This may sound unbelievable, but I had never before gotten it on with someone inside a theater. Even before Timothy, I had maintained a careful distinction between my personal and professional lives. And though I already knew Daniel hid a tiger behind his meek demeanor, I would never have dreamed of him doing something as sexually aggressive and audacious as that blowjob. All through Scott's thoughtfully provided lunch, I caught myself staring at my boy in wonder. Even more impressive was his complete composure afterward, in the face of everyone's curiosity, amusement, or, in the case of Mark, glowering irritation.It turned me on like nobody's business.That evening we laughed about it as we sat on my sofa and took turns feeding each other forkfuls of Mom's delicious pumpkin pie. Even though Daniel assured me that Kelly and Josh were outstanding cooks, neither of them baked, so his Thanksgiving had lacked what I considered the crowning glory of t
* Daniel *Jeff barked, "Come in," in answer to my tentative knock. I turned the knob and peeked around the door. He was pacing back and forth inside the dressing room, one hand rubbing the back of his neck. His forelock was waving distractingly in front of his narrowed eyes; I itched to push it aside. Was this how Jeff felt when I let my hair fall in front of my face?Jeff finally turned and saw me. "Oh, it's you," he said, blankly. Not the most encouraging greeting. But then he pulled me the rest of the way into the room and into his tight embrace. His entire body was rock-hard with tension."I was expecting Scott to come chew me out," he said. "I've never bitten it like that this close to performance."I stroked his back, trying to calm him the way Kelly had calmed me. "No, he sent me instead. And I'm not going to chew you out. Just talk to me. What's wrong, Jeff? What's going on?"He inhaled, one shuddering breath. Then, not releasing







