A.L. here again! Sorry for the long wait. Life has been kicking my butt. I hope you all enjoy this one. I welcome comments, questions, and suggestions at foxlaneal@gmail.com. I'm having fun writing these.
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Gavin Leatherwood stood at the back of the set. Ross Lynch was listening to the director of how they wanted the scene to go. Gavin absentmindedly palmed his crotch as he drank up the visage of Ross in a crop-top and pajama pants. He daydreamed about pulling the singer-actor over with the cord of the headphones around his neck. Sliding his hand down the front of those worn cotton pants. Gripping the Lynch family jewels.
"Action!" Someone shouted, jarring Gavin back to reality. He realized his bulge had inflated noticeably. Thankfully he was the only extra actor on set and the whole crew was focused on the scene.
Gavin watched as Kiernan Shipka repeatedly climbed atop Ross. He kept imagining it was he coming to talk to the artist. That it was he who kissed the musician. After seven or so takes, Gavin walked out into the late afternoon. The sunlight caught by the vast campus of trailers and numerous studio buildings. He knew that the scene wouldn't take much longer. He headed off towards Ross's trailer.
It was about an hour later when Ross strolled up to his trailer, still in just Harvey's bed-time attire. Gavin watched from the shadow of a nearby trailer. Music blared from the headphones. Ross mouthing along to the lyrics, bobbing his head, a light swaying to his walk. His hair carelessly tossed.
"Hey!" Gavin said loudly appearing from the dark passage. "Did you finish your scenes?" Ross stopped with a start.
"Oh! Hey, Gav," Ross hesitantly greeted his costar. "Yeah, just finished." He fiddled with his phone, the music fading from his headphones. "Wer...were you waiting for me?" Ross asked looking around nervously.
"Yeah," Gavin answered, stepping closer. "I just wanted you to know how great you were." He placed his hand on Ross's shoulder. "Really great." He looked up and down at the singer-actor hungrily.
"Uh... Are you," Ross asked in a cautious tone, "Are you hitting on me?" Gavin's hand slid down to Ross's exposed midriff. Ross shuddered at the cool touch. The 24 year old actor leaned in and lightly kissed the 22 year old.
"Does that answer your question?" Gavin whispered.
"Uh... sorry," Ross said stepping back. "I'm not interested in you that way." Gavin stared at Ross. "Sorry, man." Ross backpedaled a few steps. "I think I left something back in the studio." He turned and walked away. Music once again blaring from the headphones around his neck.
Gavin stood in front of Ross's trailer, watching him walk away. Pent up sexual frustration crossed his face for a second. He stormed off with a huff.
Inside the dark studio, walls of Academy of the Unseen Arts' corridors were pushed together. Creating a hapless maze. Gavin bounced between the walls, his mind replaying the fantasy about Ross. He muffed a scream.
"Someone there?" A male voice called out from beyond the walls.
"Chance?" Gavin responded. "Chance?"
"Gavin?" Chance called back. "Are you doing the Academy Maze too?" His voice seemingly coming from everywhere.
"Academy Maze?" Gavin cried, trying to find the 21 year old actor. "What are you talking about?"
"It's a game." Gavin still searching for Chance. "Find your way to the secret room."
Gavin grunted in frustration and tried to find this secret room within the Academy Maze. Chance called out helpful hints. Eventually the older actor found a studio door propped ajar. He pushed it open, finding a room filled with various blankets and pillows. Chance was laid out in the center. A bottle of wine sat next to his nude self.
"Well hello fellow Warlock," Chance greeted Gavin in his Ambrose voice. "I wondered if you'd master the Maze." Gavin looked in awe of the splendor that laid before him. "Now won't you join me?" Chance waved his arms in invitation. Gavin smirked and began to undress slowly. His bulge grew longer the slower he removed his clothes. "That's it," Chance urged. "Release your inner demon." Gavin popped open his jeans. His rigid cock falling out, precum leaking from the piss slit. "There it is," Chance said smiling.
"He's hungry too," Gavin said as he pushed his pants down. Chance began stroking his cock, taking a sip from the wine bottle. Leatherwood stepped out of his pants and up to the lounging Brit. "So how about you share that wine."
"Gladly," Chance held up the bottle. Gavin grabbed the bottle and took a hardy swig. "Easy now. Don't want to get too sloshed before the fun can begin." His cock swelling to 7 inches and still only semi-hard. Gavin smiled down at his fellow warlock costar. He knelt down between the dark legs. He took another drink and handed it back to Chance. As Chance took a drink, Gavin lowered his head and began making out with the growing cock. "Oh shit!" Chance shouted, spilling some wine on himself. "That's amazing!" Gavin smiled as he continued kissing the now 9 inch cock.
Chance ran his hand through Gavin's lush hair, moaning softly. Leatherwood rolled his mouth down a few inches of thick, throbbing British cock. His tongue lapping around the cock. Chance pushed on the head in his hand. The lips slowly rolling down the smooth skin of the shaft. Gavin moaned around the impaling pillar of meat. It pressed against the back of his throat. He gagged a little before his throat opened, allowing the cock to push further in. Chane let out a long moan, his head tilted back, eyes closed, both hands pushing down on Gavin's head. Leatherwood's hand ran up the dark skin. Stopping to pinch and pull at the pert nipple. His other hand stroking his 8 inch cock. Pre-cum slickening up his shaft with each stroke.
"Ah, fuck!" Chance exclaimed as his balls pulled up. His cock expanding inside Gavin's mouth. Hot cum washing down Gavin's throat. "Fuck!" Gavin's throat constricted as he swallowed the pumping load. His hand easing up off Gavin's head. The actor raising off the sopping wet cock. "That was incredible," Chance breathed as he tried to catch his breath.
"I've had some good teachers," Gavin smirked. He sat back on his hunches. His rock hard 8 inch cock bobbing in the air. "Now how about you help me?" Chance chuckled before pulling himself up onto his knees. He pulled in his costar's head, kissing him passionately. The two moaned as their tongues wrestled back and forth between mouths. Chance broke the kiss and kissed down the light skinned actor's chest. Down to the Leatherwood treasure trail. Chance grabbed hold of the throbbing, pre-soaking cock. He moved his knees further back, arching his plump black ass up in the air. His mouth enveloped around the leaking cock. Gavin gasped. The Brit's tongue lapping at the flowing fluid straight from the tap.
The older actor leaned forward, hands extended. He reached out and gripped onto the round mounds of flesh. The younger actor moaned at the touch, sucking in more of the American cock. Gavin kneaded and palmed the mounds of ass in his hands. Pulling the cheeks open and sliding a finger along the puckered asshole. Chance shuddered with each pass of the finger. The Brit slid his mouth up and down on the cock. His tongue riding the cock, wrapped around it. Gavin brought back one of his hands, sucking on a few fingers. Leaning further forward he pushed a finger into Chance's hole. The impaled actor let out a long, drawn out moan, pushing his ass onto the finger.
"Damn that's a nice ass," Gavin whispered. His finger digging deeper into Chance's ass. "God I'm close!" Chance swallowed Gavin down to the base, his throat opening around the bulbous cockhead. "Fuck!" Leatherwood seed spewed out the throbbing red cockhead. Washing down Chance's throat. Gavin gripped hard onto the plush ass as his orgasm carried him away. Chance kept sucking the thick hose in his mouth, coaxing out the rest of the American's cum. "Ah!" Gavin shouted as his cock became sensitive. He pulled out of Chance's mouth.
"That was delicious," Chance said as he lied back against the pillows and blankets. Gavin crawled next to him. "I'm gonna want to feel that in me sometime." Gavin chuckled before he started snoring. "Huh," Chance reached over, picking up the bottle of wine. "Tonight went better than expected," he said to himself. He resumed drinking the rest of the wine.