Date: Fri, 17 Sep 1999 21:58:19 -0700 (PDT)
From: Sam Neih <samneih@go.com>
Subject: Chris and Ben

	Disclaimer: Here's the deal. This story may or may not contain sex
between consenting men and women (not necessarily that combination though)
This is fiction (fiction -- not true or real). This is not meant to imply
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Chris and Ben


	Chris lazily pulled the sweaty tank top over his head, wiping the
sweat from his neck and chest before throwing it into his gym bag.  He was
tired but this new work out cycle was definitely paying off.  He hadn't
felt this good in ages and Caroline had no complaints.  In bed she would
play with the developing six pack, occasionally making swirls in the golden
trail that lead down wards.  He would giggle and swat her hand away as she
lightly dragged her fingernails across his abdomen.  Chris shivered at the
thought and was embarrassed to see the goose bumps run up and down his
arms.

	He pulled his towel from the locker then dropped his baggy work out
shorts, rapping the towel around his waist and heading for the steam room.
In the middle of the day the gym wasn't all that busy, but was still close
enough to the lot to let those interested in getting a small work out with
out having to plan a major expedition to their favorite gyms.  The steam
room was empty just as the gym had been.  In fact Chris had only seen one
other person working out and they were down by the free waits so he had
never seen who it was.  Chris took the bench along the back wall and leaned
his head back and just sat there letting his body suck in the steam.  He
thought about calling Caroline to let her know the shooting for the film
was going well, even though the news on the set of Y2K was looking bleak.
Budget concerns were looming on the horizon as well as the fateful opening
date of the completed film.  Two months ago during the preliminary work it
looked like the film would in fact make the production date and be out
before December 31st.  Now with the execs breathing down everyone's backs
about the cost of the film it looked like they're may be problems, even the
possibility of closing down the production.  Chris forced the thoughts into
the back of his mind, the last thing he wanted to do was get bogged down
before calling Caroline.  Chris was so involved in his own thought process
he didn't even hear the door open, but the swell of cold air that swept
over his bare feet brought his eyes wide open.

	"Hey, Chris!"  Said the new arrival, in a extremely familiar voice.
Chris wiped the sweat from around his eyes and squinted through the steam.
Before him stood the tall bare chested form of a past costar.  Chris leaned
forward and offered his hand.

	"Ben, god it's been ages.  How are you doing?"  Asked Chris as Ben
took sat down on the bench.

	""How am I doing?"  Shouldn't I be asking that question?"  Asked
Ben with a raised eyebrow and his legendary cocky smile.  "I understand
your married now."

	Chris grinned and held up his hand with the wedding band exposed on
an extended finger.  "Almost half a year now, I hate these long shoots
though, so does she.  Told here I was going to take a break from the acting
bits but its hard to pass up."

	"You're working down on stage 72, a computer virus movie or
something?"  Asked Ben.

	" Y2K." Correct Chris.  Ben nodded his head in acknowledgment.
"What are you working on these days?"

	Ben shrugged his shoulders, his chest bulging with an extended
sigh.  Chris was envious of his friends' well-developed physic.  Chris was
hopping that the workouts would prove more beneficial then they had so far,
but he knew going into it that it wasn't an overnight job.  "I haven't been
working on anything but were on the lot trying to get the head honchos to
take the bait on Kevin's new film have you heard about it?"

	Chris threw back his head and gave out a sarcastic laugh, which Ben
frowned at.  "You mean the ever damned Dogma.  Yeah, heard the Catholic
League is giving you guys all sorts of fits about that one.  I know it's a
religiously based film but I haven't heard the details, what's the
problem?"

	Ben stood and pulled the towel from around his waist, exposing a
black pair of Calvin boxer briefs.  He then went about laying the towel out
on the bench.  "Well it has to do with the fact that were dealing with the
heavy handed idea that there is a direct descendent of Christ in our film.
Seems to have put a bur in the butts of the Catholics."  Answered Ben as he
finished with the towel than laid himself out, feet facing Chris.

	Chris couldn't help but notice the slightly large bugle in Ben's
boxer briefs.  It was a stupid question but it was out before he could stop
himself.  "Do you wear those all the time?"

	Ben lifted his head from the bench and gave Chris a confused look.
"Wear what?"

	Chris nodded towards, feeling stupid that he had even brought it
up.  "The underwear."

	Ben looked down to the pair of black boxer briefs he was wearing.
"Well no not really, I have several other pairs actually, and I try to
change into a new pair when ever I can.  But if you're referring to the
style, Yes I only wear boxer briefs."

	"Sorry didn't mean to get personal just I've never seen you wearing
them in the movies."  Said Chris, trying to figure away out of the now
embarrassing predicament he had got himself into.  The last thing he wanted
was an uncomfortable silence to fill the steam room.

	"Yeah well you know how the execs can be.  Want to keep the best
parts a secret.  I mean you can't possibly tell me you wear plain old
boxers like you do on the sets."

	Chris nodded in agreement, he had always preferred the support of a
pair of briefs, but wardrobe always handed him a pair of boxers.  Chris let
out a small chuckle as the incident on the set of Mad Love surfaced in his
mind.

	"What's so funny about my choice of underwear?"  Asked Ben.

	"No it's not that.  It was when I was working on Mad Love.  Drew
was quite insistent that I be wearing boxers.  She said something like "No
he can not wear those skimpy things. The last thing I need is to be
distracted by that!""

	"Yeah sure!"  Exclaimed Ben as he sat back up.  "I remember a
specific shower scene in School Ties, you weren't packing a howitzer
Chris."  Said Ben with his shit-eating grin.

	"Oh and you were looking?"  Asked Chris wide eyed with shock.

	"Hey, always got to know what the opposition is packing, in case of
a show down.  You can't sit here and tell me you didn't eye what every one
else was carrying.  I mean did you see what Brendan has swinging down
there?  Man I wouldn't mind having that in my corner."  Said Ben.

	"Well I don't remember what Brendan was packing but Matt wasn't
exactly lacking in that department."  Chris couldn't believe where the
conversation had gone.  Some how they had gone from underwear to judging
costars' dicks.

	"Well don't give Matt too much credit, it make look big but it
don't get much bigger when the deed needs to be done."  Said Ben with a
smirk.

	Chris couldn't believe his ears.  He had heard the rumors about Ben
and Matt but he had never given it much thought.  In Hollywood it was easy
for rumors to run rampant.  "Are you saying--"  Chris stammered.  "You
and Matt?"

	"Hell we were best friends since high school Chris, a few hand jobs
here and there, one or two blow jobs when things were tight."  Said Ben
matter of fact.  "Its human nature my friend, don't tell me your
homophobic."  Ben leaned closer just to add weight to his words.  Chris
pulled back trying to retreat from the advance but Ben kept leaning closer.
"Does this make you nervous?"

	"Yeah just a little, I mean I'm married and your sitting here
talking about dicks and jerking off with friends.  Yeah I'm just a little
bit nervous."  Said Chris.

	Ben just smiled.  "I guess you're just a nut waiting to be
cracked."  Ben leaned in, his lips slightly pursed.  Chris though Ben was
going to kiss him when all of a sudden Ben's approach shifted and Chris
felt a pair of lips on his left nipple.  The first thing that ran through
Chris' mind was disgust and he almost reached up to shove Ben away but then
something happened.  A tingle that started like the tickling pricks of
goose bumps radiated out into an enveloping surge of pleasure.  Chris let
out a betraying moan, and he felt another wave of pleasure as Ben bit his
nipple every so slightly.  The assault on Chris' nipple continued as Ben's
tongue played over it lightly with small licks, then he would envelope the
nipple and suck slightly before biting it again.  Out of the corner of his
eye he could see Chris' towel begin to tent.

	Ben sat back up and pulled Chris' legs on the bend then straddled
his middle.  Chris started to protest but Ben laid a finger to Chris's
lips.  "Shsssss" Then leaned down and continued his suckling of Chris'
nipples.  This time he moved from the left to the right, giving each nipple
equal time.  At the same time Ben's right hand slid down Chris' chest and
over the bulge in the towel and gave it a few healthy tugs.

	The feelings that were running through Chris' mind and body had no
definition.  He and Caroline had never been prudes when it came to bedroom
play.  He knew how well she responded to playing with her ample nipples,
but she had never repaid the gesture.  Ben's attention to the two small
buds on Chris' chest was sending waves of please through Chris' body like
he had never experienced.  It didn't help that Ben slowly jerked Chris off
through the gym towel.  Chris found himself giving into the pleasure.  He
had known Ben for years now, but had never known Ben was so open minded,
much less gay.  But for the first time in his life Chris found himself look
at Ben in a different way.  As Ben worked his magic Chris tentatively ran
his hands up and down Ben's back. Feeling his friend's strong physique.  He
had never touched another man in such a way but felt that it was perfectly
natural.  Chris moved his hands from Ben's back to the broad and slightly
hairy chest.  He found his fingers making small circles in the chest hair,
then found a large nipple and gave it a pinch.

	Ben looked up from his work and smiled that glowing white smile.
"See Chris nothing to it."

	"I guess so."  Said Chris as he slowly fondled Ben's left nipple.

	"Well good I'm glad you had fun."  Said Ben as he hopped from
Chris' lap and grabbed the towel he had laid out.

	Chris sat open mouthed, his chest dripping with sweat and saliva,
his dick still hard from Ben's touch.  Had he done something wrong?  "Why
are you going, what's wrong?"  Asked Chris.

	Ben turned at the door.  "Slow down tiger, this is a public place.
We may be enjoying ourselves but the last thing we need is an eyewitness.
Hang out in her for a few more minutes then come out and change, you'll
find something in your bag."  With that Ben rapped his towel around his
waist, but not before Chris noticed the large lump hanging in the front of
the black boxer briefs, and was out the door.

	Chris sat in the steam room for another ten minutes, his thoughts
running wild.  He didn't even realize he had been sitting there until two
other people walked in.  Chris didn't recognize them but he didn't stay
either.  As he made his way back to the locker he popped his head into the
showers to see if Ben was there but Ben was no where to be found.  Chris
found a small piece of paper in his bag with an address on it, and nothing
else.  He quickly changed into his street clothes not even thinking to take
a shower to rinse of the sweat.  He need to get out of here, head back to
the hotel and clear his head.  The limo was waiting for him outside and
without a word the driver drove him back to the hotel.  The glass that
separated the driver was up and Chris thanked god for that.  There was just
too much going through his head to even worry about making idle
conversation with a bored driver.  Chris found himself staring out the
window but the blurred view of Hollywood wasn't what he was seeing.  All he
could see was Ben sitting in front of him smiling.  Deep down he felt
confused, never had he ever been interested in another man but Ben had
touched something and now he felt a hunger, but all he could think of was
not going through with it.  It mocked him like a forbidden taboo that
teased him with its thrills but frightened him with the possible
consequences.  No its was best to forget about it, if he saw Ben again he
would act like nothing happen, and he was sure Ben would catch on and
forget about it also.

	"Sir?!"  Said the driver from the front seat.  "Your hotel."

	Chris pulled himself from his mental dilemma.  "Thanks."  He said
then stepped out of the car.  A porter was already waiting and offered to
take Chris' bag but Chris walked by him as if he wasn't there.  Chris
headed straight for the elevator.  There was one waiting for any cars and
once again Chris found himself thanking a higher power that he would get an
elevator to himself.

	The elevator chimed its arrival and Chris stepped in before the
doors had fully opened.  He slapped the button for the 16th floor and then
hit the close door.  He watched as the highly polished chrome doors start
to close but heard from outside.  "Hold the Elevator!"  Chris hesitated to
hit the open door button but his indecision was for not.  A hand appeared
between the closing doors just before they came together.  The elevator
chimed once again and the doors slowly opened.  Chris stiffened as Ben
stepped into the elevator.

	Ben smiled and pressed the close door button.  As soon as they were
safely sealed inside he turned to Chris.  "Didn't find the address, or cold
feet?"

	For the first time Chris hated Ben's infectious smile.  "Ben what
do you want me to say.  What we did threw me off I wasn't prepared."  But
he felt his own member betraying him, the through of Ben touching him again
was making Chris excited.  The look on Ben's face as Chris took a step back
was one of pain and disappointment.

	"Well I understand, it was just between friends.  No harm no foul.
I'll head home."  Ben stepped forward to hit the button for the 8th floor
so he could get off, but before he could reach the panel Chris rapped an
arm around his shoulder.  He didn't know why he did it just something in
his mind that screamed, "You ASS!  Don't let him walk away!"


	Ben craned his neck and their eyes locked, even if Chris was
standing on his tiptoes.  Chris took Ben's stubble laden chin in his free
hand.  "I want to be your friend, your best friend."


	As soon as they stepped into the room Ben locked the door then
grabbed Chris around the waist and the stumbled into the suites main room.
Chris was a little overwhelmed and tried to pry himself loose but together
Ben forced them onto the couch where Chris gave out a stifled grunt as Ben
landed on him.  Their eyes met again and there was a silence in the room as
they both just stared at each other.  "What now?" asked Chris.

	"Well," said Ben as he sat up, once again on top of Chris.
"First we should get comfortable."  Ben reached into the waist of Chris'
jean and pulled out the tan polo shirt and exposed Chris' hairy navel and
moderate six pack.  Ben then pulled Chris forward and the shirt over his
head.  "For a little guy you sure do have a good looking body."  Ben ran
both hands up Chris' smooth chest until he reached the small pink numbs
again.  "Do you want to take this into the bedroom?"  Chris nodded and Ben
pulled him off the couch and lead him to the bedroom.  The bed was a
king-size with a royal blue bead spread.  Ben let go of Chris only long
enough to pull the bedspread to the floor, then motioned Chris to join him
by the bed.

	"Have you done this before?"  Asked Chris as Ben rapped his arms
around the half-naked actor.

	"Only with Matt."  Said Ben as his hands undid Chris' belt and
jeans.  "And to be honest never like this."

	Chris now stood only in a pair of low-rise jockey briefs, the
inverted Y bulging with Chris' growing hard on.  "What do you mean by "like
this"?"  Asked Chris concerned.  He had figured this was nothing new to
Ben, but here he was confessing that this was his fist time.

	Ben pulled off his own shirt, exposing his hairy chest then undid
his own jeans and let them fall to the floor, exposing a clean pair of
white Calvin Klein boxer briefs.  "I mean I've never gone to this level.
Matt and me would jerk each other off while watching porn, same with the
blow jobs.  I've never felt like I had to offer something of myself to the
other person.  Between me and Matt it was purely physical."

	"Why me?"  Asked Chris before Ben turned and threw Chris on the
bed, then jumped on top of him, their cocks grinding against each other.
Chris let out a low moan, and Ben smiled at the fact that he was bringing
Chris pleasure.

"I don't know what it is about you Chris.  We've only known each other
since School Ties and it wasn't liked we formed any kind of lasting bond
but I've always considered you an attractive man.  Maybe even someone I
would have to contend with in the media."  Ben paused to grind his hips
into Chris', then lowered his head and gave one of Chris' nipples a quick
kiss.  "But I have to be honest, there is something about you.  I wouldn't
have ever acted on it save for the fact that you asked me about my
underwear."  He paused again to like the hardening nipples in Chris' chest.
He could also feel Chris' man hood like it was pure steel.  "When you asked
me that question it was like you opened a flood gate and everything I was
afraid to ask just came out.  Right now I think I could stay with you
forever."  They looked into each other's eyes long and hard.  The pleasure
of physical contact faded into some obscure feeling, and was replaced by
something more powerful.  Ben slowly lowered his lips towards Chris' until
the meet.  It was like the closing of a long open circuit.  Electricity and
raw energy passed through the both of them as they kissed for the first
time.  Chris had never felt such a deep level of joy, and he wasn't going
to let it escape.  For the first time Chris took the initiative and forced
his tongue into the warm confines of Ben's mouth, where it found a more
than willing partner.  They sat there for what seemed like hours to them,
becoming familiar with one another's body's and pleasures.  Ben found that
Chris loved to have his navel played while Chris came to understand Ben's
fascination with nipples.  Ben almost screamed out in ecstasy as Chris
tweaked and pinched his nipples.  Ben became even more aroused as Chris
brought his lips to the light red buds hidden in the mat of black hair on
Ben's chest.  "God Chris that's wonderful."  Ben breathlessly.  Chris was
more than happy to oblige, as he began to suckle on both nipples like a
young child with a sucker.

After a few minutes of pure bliss Ben pushed Chris back on to his back.
"Did I do something wrong?"  Asked Chris with a grin.

"No, not at all my "friend"."  Said Ben as he crawled off of Chris.  "Just
want to give you something back in return.  Chris watched as Ben moved down
to the bottom of the bed and took a hold of his feet.  Ben forced Chris to
bend his knees up and plant his feet firmly against the mattress.  Chris
found himself becoming apprehensive again as Ben's fingers slipped into the
waistband of his Jockeys.  Chris placed a restraining hand on Ben's and
gave him a doubtful look. "Don't worry Chris we'll go slow, but they need
to come off."  Said Ben and as to confirm the fact he brushed aside Chris'
hand and continued to pull off Chris' underwear.  Although he had seen it a
few years back Chris' dick was a something to behold in its excited state.
Ben didn't waste time trying to memorize details instead he wrapped his
lips around the head.  Chris let out a hiss that could only be one of pure
delight.  Ben took the queue and let Chris' cock slide into his mouth,
where he swirled his tongue around every vein, bump, and paying careful
attention to the sensitive crown.  He would slide down the full length of
Chris' cock then let all but the head slip out.  Soon Chris' own hips began
to pump, forcing his cock deeper into Ben's accepting mouth.  Chris' hands
slipped down to the top of Ben's head. Where he ran his fingers through the
short dark hair, urging Ben on.

"B.. Ben!  I'm gonna cum!"  Said Chris between the gasps of his on coming
orgasm.  Ben slid the twitching cock out of his mouth and began to jerk
Chris off.

"Go for it man! Give me all you got."  Said Ben as began fondling Chris'
balls.  Chris gave out one heavy gasp before he arched his back in the
throws of ecstasy.  Ben missed the first shot, but quickly cupped his fist
over the head of Chris' cock.  He caught the next to waves, and milked a
third from fondling Chris' balls.

"My god that was amazing!"  Panted Chris as he relaxed in the after glow of
orgasm.  He didn't even notice as Ben lifted his legs and kneeled just
behind his ass.  "I never knew it could be so different.  I mean it was the
same thing but your knew exactly where to go."

"I know, Chris and now I want to go where no one else has been.  Chris I
want to be inside you."

Chris didn't have time to answer before Ben draped Chris' legs over his
shoulders.  Chris watched as Ben fisted his own cock with the cum filled
hand, then placed his cum slick cock against Chris' virgin ass.  "Forgive
me Chris."  He whispered as he thrusted his hips forward into Chris' ass.

Chris cried out ass the pain flashed through his body.  Ben leaned forward
and kissed Chris full on the lips, letting his cock sit idle in Chris' ass.
At first Chris was unresponsive to the kiss.  He simply sat there, body
tense and cold.  Ben kept at it though, sliding his tongue into Chris'
mouth until the young actor began to relax again.  Then slowly Ben eased
the rest of his 8 inch cock into Chris.

Ben's lungs were filled with the out rush of air from Chris as he grunted
with pleasure.  Ben increased his tempo, and Chris responded by wrapping
his legs around Ben's waist.  With each thrust Chris would draw his legs
tight around Ben's waist, forcing his cock further into the unexplored
regions of Chris' ass.  Soon Ben was panting, their bodies covered in
sweat, and the smell of young men filled the room.  Ben watched as the
pleasure washed across Chris' face.  His own cock was ready to burst.
"Chris can I cum inside of you?"

Chris didn't answer, he simply kissed Ben and drew his legs even tighter.
It was all Ben needed to send him over the edge.  He slammed his hips
forward burying his cock to the hilt as the first wave ran through him.
Chris threw back his head as he felt Ben's warmth spread through him.

Spent, Ben collapsed on top of Chris, their lips coming together for a
passionate kiss as they soaked in their love for each other.  They spent
the next few minutes kissing until Ben's softening dick slipped from the
warm confines of Chris' ass.

"Well?  What now?"  Chris asked with a smile.


End of part one.