Date: Sat, 6 Jan 2007 00:42:33 +0000 From: The Princess <princessofdisguise@googlemail.com> Subject: Christopher and Ryan - part 4 Disclaimer: This story concerns mainly homosexual men and their lives, relationships and sexual activities. It was inspired only by my visions and invention. This tale is entirely fictional. If there are any similarities to actual people, places or events, it is purely coincidental. If reading this story would be illegal for you in your area please leave. If you don't like stories about gay men, what the hell are you doing here? Please read on and enjoy. I'm so sorry it's taken so long to get this part out, a new guy came into my life in December and kinda turned it upside down. I'm back to writing again! This part is dedicated to my gorgeous Callum who has been nagging me to get it out! ------------------------------------------------------------------- *Ryan* Fuck, he looks amazing. I was expecting Lyn or Michael to open the door, not him. He's wearing a pair of tight black jeans and that's it. They fit him like a second skin, cupping what looks like a generous package lovingly. I thought I had myself under control for tonight but just seeing him has caused some stirrings below the belt. He looks as if he's just come out of the pool, black hair tousled. His skin is smooth, this gorgeous olive colour, like a perfect tan. His body is amazing, he has a tight six pack and strong looking arms. He's not too muscled and it fits perfectly with his height. He is almost completely hairless, just this little dark treasure trail starting below his navel. He's covered with little beads of water, he looks like a model from one of those commercials with a gorgeous European man emerging from the sea. I finally manage to look up and meet his eyes. They're dark and deep, looking straight at me. *Chris* Before I just thought of Ryan as cute but no, he's gorgeous. He's dressed all in black, tight black jeans, like mine and a black shirt partially undone. Like me he has little hair but he has a lithe and strong body. You can tell he's a swimmer. He has a faint V in his torso, the black bringing out the light colour of his skin. He has a kind of golden paleness, against which the black looks phenomenal. His hair is slightly spiked, it looks like he's just got out of bed after the best sex of his life. The entire outfit brings out the bright colour of his eyes, they're so blue. He has these beautiful full lips and a tiny bit of blonde stubble. As I look at him I immediately feel my body react to his pull. I groan to myself, this summer is going to be hard. *Ryan* He must think I'm a total idiot, just standing here looking at him. I finally manage to get my lips to shape the words, `Hi Chris.' Pathetic but the best I can do! *Chris* God, I must look thick, gazing at him, not even saying hi. He greeted me and I just looked blank. `Hey Ryan. Nice to see you again.' I sound like my mum at one of her interminable charity events. *Ryan* He sounds so calm and collected, like the consummate host. There's a hint of boredom in his voice, as if this is a routine he's gone through a thousand times. Not that I'd be surprised, looking like he does, he probably gets people staring at him all the time. 'Hi Ryan, why don't you come in.' 'Hi Michael, thanks.' *Chris* I can't believe I forgot to invite him in. Idiot. *Michael* I haven't seen sparks like that fly for a long time. You could almost see the air between them crackling, their eyes were in a connection neither could break. I didn't know for sure Ryan was gay but the way he's looked at guys before did make me think he was. Guess that shows me Lyn is always right. She said Ryan was gay and that Chris and he would hit it off! Serves me right for not believing my wife. God knows how he managed to grow up so nice with such bastard parents. I never expected to like him when we first met. His parents brought him to a family office day once and Lyn and I got talking to him. Somehow we kind of took him under our wing. Poor him if he is gay though, his parents are massive homophobes. They know about Lyn and me and only put up with that because we own the place. Ryan's parents are excellent at what they do but we would have fired them a long time ago if we could find a good reason. *Lyn* I knew it, I knew it, I knew it!! *Michael* We finally got them over to the conversation area. It took some time, they were rather preoccupied undressing each other with their eyes. I gently put my hand on Chris's shoulder and he jumps right out of his skin, `Do you want to go put on a top? I think Ryan's getting distracted.' Chris suddenly reddens and scampers back to his room, muttering an excuse under his breath. Ryan's begun to collect himself now Chris is no longer in the room, asking Lyn a question about work, he's incredibly intelligent, was accepted into Harvard, Yale, MIT and Columbia but wanted to stay in New York. I've always wondered how much his parents impacted his decison on that, I wouldn't imagine they'd want him leaving their control. *Lyn* It's a good thing Michael suggested Chris put a top on, I think he was so distracted by Ryan being here that he forgot he hasn't finished getting ready. Not that it isn't easy to see why they're so involved in each other, besides the obvious connection, they look incredible. Chris is built, and Ryan is no slump either. Chris must have just come out, I'm talking to Ryan and suddenly his jaw has dropped and his eyes have widened. Damn, he's got it bad! *Michael* Woah. Chris just came out and Ryan is now looking starstruck. Not that I'm surprised, I mean, Chris is my nephew and obviously, I'm not attracted to him in the slightest but even I can see he looks astonishing. He looked good minus his top but, now he's finished cleaning himself up, he is just incredible. He and Ryan will make an amazing couple. The way they're looking at each other is phenomenal, there's a connection between them that is stronger than anything I've ever seen. *Ryan* He came out of his bedroom and my entire train of thought went. He's put on a white shirt that is only done up about half way and his hair is dry and just slightly touseled. He looks like sin incarnate. Oh Jesus. I don't know how I'm going to get through dinner. *Chris* This is ridiculous, I've never felt this way before. I can't concentrate on anything but him. I don't really fully understand the way I'm responding to him, but I'm not complaining! I just hope he feels the same way. I don't know, before tonight I wouldn't have said he would be interested but I keep catching him looking at me and smiling. This evening should be interesting, but I've got dinner to get through first. *Lyn* Well, dinner's done, by the way Chris and Ryan are looking at each other, the end isn't coming a moment too soon. 'Isn't it about time you guys head out Ryan?' 'Yeah, we should head out if we want to go to more than a couple of places.' 'Where area are you planning on going to?' 'I thought we'd head down to The Village first Michael.' Michael and I look across at each other and exchange a smile before I answer him. 'I think that's a great idea Ryan, I'm sure you two will have fun.' *Chris* 'Well, I guess it's time for us to go then Ry. I don't think the oldies want us round anymore! Let me just grab my wallet and I'll be ready.' 'Great, lets get going.' 'See you later boys.' 'Thanks, Lyn, thanks Michael.' 'Bye' ------------------------------------------------------------------- Thanks to all who've sent me emails, keep them coming! I love getting feedback and I will try and reply to all emails! This story is still being written so feel free to give plot suggestions or criticise me (but please keep flamers to yourself)! I'm getting a clearer idea of where this story is going now, so keep with it! Don't worry, Chris and Ryan will be getting together very soon! Love and kisses, The Princess