All Chapters of BACKSTAGE ROMANCE.: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

* Daniel *My bag packed with changes of clothes (not that I really planned to be wearing any for most of the next thirty-six hours) and toiletries, I headed to the restroom for some very personal and intimate hygiene. If Jeff wanted me for the weekend, I was damn sure not going to give him any reason to regret it!A short while later, slightly wobbly-legged, I climbed into the shower and turned it on full blast. As I leaned into the hot spray, images of another shower earlier that morning filled my mind. Jeff's firm, comforting body pressed up against my back. His talented mouth nibbling from my left ear down the side of my neck and back up again. His strong arms wrapped around my torso, one hand stroking my dick while the other teased my nipple. His hard penis sliding deliberately, sensuously up and down the cleft between my ass cheeks, a promise of future delight. I had come so hard he had to hold me upright as he coated my back and butt with his own hot essence

* Daniel *I woke up hours later in Jeff's bed. Giddy and barely coherent, we had stumbled into the bathroom to clean up, then somehow made our way to the bedroom. We barely had time to exchange a few tender kisses before sleep claimed us.I wanted to sleep some more, but my mind was racing. I slid out of bed, doing my best not to disturb Jeff, put on his robe, and curled up in the window seat, looking out across his backyard. It was early in the morning, and the sun had not yet risen, but there was enough light in the pre-dawn to see that there had been a hard frost during the night.I should have been reliving the unbelievable experience of making love to Jeff for the first time. Instead, I found myself turning over his words from the terrace in my head. You're the first man to catch my interest in six years, he had said."What's wrong, lover?" Jeff's voice startled me. He was propped up in the bed, sheets around his waist and hair disheveled. L

* Jeff *Telling Daniel about my history with Timothy—though I was careful not to use his name—was both terrifying and liberating. On the one hand, I felt like in Daniel's eyes I was tearing down every image that I wanted him to hold of me. On the other, it was an intense relief to share that whole ugly scenario with someone. Scott knew only as much as he had been privy to at the time, and I had never spoken a word about it to my mother or sister.Daniel's response more than justified my leap of faith. When he asked me to make love to him, he restored every ounce of self-esteem that my pathetic tale had drained from me in the telling. Our subsequent mating was no less intense than it had been the first time, but it was less urgent and even more intimate.We had wound up with Daniel on top this time, straddling me. This would later turn out to be one of our favorite positions: we could see each other and kiss, he was free to decide whether or not he wa

* Daniel *I was still trying to catch up mentally as Jeff parked outside the karaoke bar."You know, you really don't have to do this," I told him. "What about the whole discretion thing? You're kind of a celebrity, you know, what if someone sees you?"He smiled at me. "It's a Tuesday night, how many people are gonna be there? She's your best friend, Daniel. The rest of the cast already knows. We shouldn't have to hide anything from her." Says the guy who's not even out to his family, I thought, grouchily. Truth be told, I think I just wasn't willing to share him with anyone yet.As we walked into the bar, Jeff took my hand and held it tightly. I saw Josh do a double-take behind the bar, then give me a big grin and a thumbs-up sign as we headed toward Kelly's table. She didn't even bat an eye as we approached, simply took in the sight of us with a slight smirk and a raised eyebrow."Jeff Williams, how good of you to join us," she purred.

* Daniel *Wednesday's rehearsal was gruelling. Not only did I have to finish drilling scene seven with Joseph, I had to give him a quick review of the rest of the play to make sure he was up to speed. Scott was on hand most of the day to provide criticism and input, but it was slow, frustrating work. Still, Joseph made steady progress, and by the end of the day, Scott was sure that he would be ready to join the rest of the cast Thursday afternoon.At the lunch break, I checked in with Mark. Before long, I would be rejoining him instead of being off on my own, and we needed to be on the same page when that happened. Dress rehearsals were about to start. Apart from juggling all the props, there were relatively few technical pitfalls in this production, but that certainly didn't mean we could expect this to go smoothly without careful preparation on our part.Jeff waved to me as he walked past to get his own lunch. I smiled happily, devouring the man with my