Fic: Hopes and Dreams
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Part two of Hopes and Dreams
Title: Hopes and Dreams
Pairing: Ryan/Colin
Rating: NC-17 for the man love
Summary: You never know what might come of a dream
Word Count: 2,172
Other note: This takes place during episode 3x36 which isn't all that important, although it's fun to watch that action replay game and imagine they had just had sex! Hehe. Also, obviously this is fictional!
Ryan put his head down on his folded arms. The noise of the studio’s cafeteria was not enough to drown out his thoughts, but he hoped the sixth espresso he was about to finish might help him concentrate on something else. He tried to focus on the show they were about to record but thoughts of the previous day’s events were pushing forward. He wondered if Colin was going through the same thing.
He had been sitting there for so long he almost forgot where he was. He was thrust back to reality when Drew slammed his hand down on his shoulder. “What’s the matter with you? I hope you don’t have a hangover… without me!”
“Hi Drew, I’m fine. Just thinking of some ideas for the show.”
“You’ve been acting a little weird, are you sure you’re ok?” Drew sat down beside him, genuinely concerned.
Ryan nodded and decided to confide in his friend. “I’ll be ok. I just… had a weird dream about Colin and I stupidly told him about it. I think it freaked him out a little.”
Drew considered this for a moment. “What kind of dream?”
Ryan paused for a moment as he thought about the best way to explain. “Well… he had sex with a man…”
“Oh dear God! I can see why that might freak him out. Don’t let it get to you too much though, you can’t control your subconscious.”
“I know, but maybe that’s just what my subconscious thinks, you know? Some people believe your dreams say a lot about your innermost thoughts.”
“And your innermost thoughts are that Colin’s gay? I think you’re reading a little too much into this.”
“You’re probably right.” Ryan had already turned the argument over in his head dozens of times since yesterday and Drew’s concurrence wasn’t what he needed. He was past the point of rationalization. He no longer wanted to dismiss the dream but instead embrace it. Images of it were bringing him so much pleasure, so why should he pass it off as nothing? He felt the warmth within himself grow as he thought back to the kiss he they had shared only a day earlier.
“Of course I’m right! Just try to forget it. You ready to go?”
Ryan downed the remainder of his coffee and followed Drew back to the set.
Colin was already there when they arrived, talking to an audience member. He nodded in acknowledgement as Ryan passed him to sit down on his regular chair. As the proceedings began Colin silently joined him at the back of the stage. He didn’t look in Ryan’s direction and instead busied himself with a glass of water.
They had fallen out before and not spoken for days, but this was different. They had left on good terms the previous day but time had deepened the wounds.
The recording continued in a similar way and they both quietly hoped Kathy and Wayne could not sense the tension between them. The two men were as professional as they could be, until a lighting malfunction halted shooting and Ryan rushed off stage.
He wandered down the long corridor to his dressing room, constantly glancing back to make sure no one was following him. He grabbed a pack of cigarettes and hurried out through a nearby fire escape to light up. Sitting on the metal stairway he wondered if things would ever be the same between Colin and himself- or if he wanted things to be normal again.
When he saw Colin walk round the side of the building he knew the answer instantly.
Colin hurried over when he saw Ryan joined him sitting on the step. “So… is the tension killing you as much as it’s killing me?”
“Like you wouldn’t believe!”
“Wanna go talk it out? It’s going to be at least an hour before the lights are fixed.” Colin stood up and extended his hand to help his Ryan up.
“Sure.” It couldn’t make me any more uncomfortable! He stubbed out the remainder of his cigarette and they made their way back to Ryan’s dressing room.
Ryan closed the door behind them and instinctively locked it. He turned to face Colin and smiled weakly, “I promise I won’t try to kiss you again.”
Colin smiled back at him silently, both unsure of what to say first.
Impulsively they rushed towards each other and were united in a kiss. Immediately Ryan felt the tension vanish as their tongues spiraled together in perfect harmony.
Completely taking charge, Colin pushed him backwards onto the couch where they lay side by side, their lips never parting. He felt Colin’s hands move from his face, down his shoulders and back, finally resting on his waist. Electricity seemed to pour from his fingertips as every inch of Ryan’s body began to tingle. He could feel Colin’s hardness against his leg and forced it closer causing Colin to release a small moan of pleasure.
Repositioning himself on top, he ripped open Colin’s pink shirt and ran his hands over the chest beneath it. He allowed Colin to undo his tie and pull of his shirt, finally reaching down to unzip his trousers.
The anticipation was unbearable. He tore his lips away from Colin’s and began kissing franticly along his jaw, moving down his neck and beyond until he was face to face with the other man’s bulge. He looked towards Colin for approval before ravenously ripping open his trousers.
Colin reached under Ryan’s chin and angled his face so he could look him directly in the eye. “You don’t have to…”
Ryan smiled up at him. “You don’t have to let me.” Nothing more needed to be said.
Ryan released Colin’s throbbing cock from his underpants and caressed it with his fingertips. He had never held another man’s penis before, but felt completely at ease. It was Colin after all.
He took one final breath before taking Colin almost completely to the back of his throat. He could feel him react to every touch. He slowly moved his head back and forth and felt Colin move with him. He relaxed his throat muscles and despite Colin’s length, was able to receive him right to the hilt. Colin’s hands on the back of his head, pulling gently on his hair almost caused Ryan to come himself. He concentrated instead on Colin.
Ryan’s contracting throat muscles caused Colin to explode in his mouth with a final grunt of ecstasy. Ryan drank Colin’s warm creamy liquid until he was completely dry.
They lay for a moment, Ryan wrapped around Colin’s waist, fitting together perfectly.
“I think it’s your turn.” Colin whispered playfully as he rolled Ryan onto his back. He moved down so they were once again face to face and resumed kissing Ryan deeply.
The throbbing in Ryan’s pants was becoming unbearable, “Colin… please”.
Colin reached down and grabbed his hardness. Ryan couldn’t hold back a cry of pleasure and held tightly to Colin’s waist. He was gripping him so tightly he brought Ryan almost to the brink of ecstasy, and he knew it. Ryan sensed he was toying with him, and he wasn’t complaining.
Colin’s hand moved up and down his shaft, running his thumb over the tip each time.
“So it turns out the big feet thing is a myth after all!”
Ryan laughed, “Shut up Colin. He didn’t think it was physically possible but even the joke was a turn on.
“I’m kidding…hmm.” Colin looked thoughtfully round the room before he picked up a bottle of liquid soap and waved it in front of Ryan. “You thinking what I’m thinking?”
“Of course, aren’t I always?” They readjusted themselves so Ryan was positioned between Colin’s legs. “Tell me if I’m hurting you, ok?”
He squeezed a small amount onto his hand and smeared it over his fingers where the soap started to foam. Colin laughed, “Well, at least we’ll be clean!”
Ryan leaned over and ran his fingertip round the ring of muscle at Colin’s entrance. He pushed each of his long fingers in one at a time, each causing Colin to release a small cry of pleasure. He leaned closer to Colin and planted a small kiss on his parted lips as he removed his fingers and prepared to replace them. Their lips inches apart, he slid his cock right inside Colin and both men moaned in unison.
The corners of Colin lips turned up at the unfamiliar sensations. “Ryan, this feels fantastic.”
Ryan paused for a moment, the two of them joined in perfect harmony, as he felt the same sense of familiarity as he had had in the dream. He began to pull himself out, a little at a time, and forcing himself back inside. Each thrust pounding Colin’s prostate, bringing him almost to the edge. Each thrust got further until only the tip remained inside him.
With one final thrust his eyes rolled back and he came deep within his friend- harder than he ever had before until he felt like he might pass out. He pulled himself out one final time and lay down on top of Colin.
“That was exactly like I dreamt it.”
“It was better than I could possibly have hoped for!”
Ryan felt Colin’s hand on his leg and moving up to rest on his torso. He smiled at the face grinning back at him. “Why haven’t we been doing this for years?” He asked, struck once again by the familiarity of the situation.
“I’m honestly surprised it never happened before.”
“So was the rest of the world!”
“I guess now all the jokes are true…”
They both laughed and leaned closer to share another kiss.
The kiss was interrupted by another man’s voice. “Ryan? You in there?” Wayne was knocking on the dressing room door, and trying the doorknob.
He sighed, “Yeah Wayne, I’m here.”
“Have you seen Colin?”
“I’m here too Wayne” Colin called, trying not to laugh.
“Ok guys, we’ll be ready to shoot again in 5 minutes. See you out there! It’s action replay next, hope you’re in shape Colin!” He giggled and hit the door with his palm as he left.
“Thanks!” Ryan rolled his eyes. Not sure if Wayne had gone, he spoke in hushed tones. “This has to be the first time we haven’t been held back for more than an hour.”
They remained on the couch for a moment. Wayne’s voice had given them both an unwanted dose of reality.
Colin was the first to break the silence. “How are we going to go out there and act like nothing has happened? It is a little weird.”
“I’m sure we’ll be fine. Just… think of baseball.”
“That’s not exactly what I meant.”
“I know…”
They quietly got washed and dressed and giving each other a final evidence check, made their way back to the set.
“What have you been doing?” The make-up artist laughed as she made her alterations to Ryan.
“Oh you know how it is! Quickie between scenes to relieve the tension!”
After Drew announced the game, he and Colin knelt down at the side of the stage and allowed themselves to be deafened by Aerosmith. As Wayne and Cathy acted out their scene he started to worry that thinking of baseball might actually be necessary. He had never realized before how much physical contact was required for certain games and after what he had just been through with Colin he was worried nature might give him away.
Colin was apparently having the same concerns as he squeezed tightly on Ryan’s shoulder.
To Ryan’s relief, Colin’s dance moves were enough to distract the audience and other cast members from the rest of the scene and they got through without any embarrassment. They shot each other a glance at the end of the scene as Colin was lead off by Wayne.
As Drew announced the scores for the round they were plunged once again into darkness. Everyone groaned as they were instructed to remain in their seats until the situation could be assessed.
“That was interesting…”
Ryan nodded. “Well, we’ll just have to make sure from now on there isn’t any… tension while we’re working.”
After several minutes of poking around with lights, they were informed they already had enough footage and they were free to go.
Colin pulled Ryan aside as they got up to leave. “Do you want to grab some dinner?”
“Sure! Just let me change and I’ll meet you out front.”
“Hey guys.” Drew followed them down the corridor to the dressing rooms. “I’m thinking pizza and a movie at my place. You in? I won’t take no for an answer.”
Ryan looked to Colin for assistance. “I don’t know Drew, we were thinking…”
“Aw, come on! Colin?”
Colin shrugged, “I guess that could be fun!”
“Excellent! Ryan?”
“Sure, what the hell.”
“See you guys in a couple of hours.” He hurried past them and into his own dressing room.
Ryan pat Colin on the shoulder. “Another time.”
Mwah!
Rossini
X-posted to wl_fanfiction and
wliialove
Part two of Hopes and Dreams
Title: Hopes and Dreams
Pairing: Ryan/Colin
Rating: NC-17 for the man love
Summary: You never know what might come of a dream
Word Count: 2,172
Other note: This takes place during episode 3x36 which isn't all that important, although it's fun to watch that action replay game and imagine they had just had sex! Hehe. Also, obviously this is fictional!
Ryan put his head down on his folded arms. The noise of the studio’s cafeteria was not enough to drown out his thoughts, but he hoped the sixth espresso he was about to finish might help him concentrate on something else. He tried to focus on the show they were about to record but thoughts of the previous day’s events were pushing forward. He wondered if Colin was going through the same thing.
He had been sitting there for so long he almost forgot where he was. He was thrust back to reality when Drew slammed his hand down on his shoulder. “What’s the matter with you? I hope you don’t have a hangover… without me!”
“Hi Drew, I’m fine. Just thinking of some ideas for the show.”
“You’ve been acting a little weird, are you sure you’re ok?” Drew sat down beside him, genuinely concerned.
Ryan nodded and decided to confide in his friend. “I’ll be ok. I just… had a weird dream about Colin and I stupidly told him about it. I think it freaked him out a little.”
Drew considered this for a moment. “What kind of dream?”
Ryan paused for a moment as he thought about the best way to explain. “Well… he had sex with a man…”
“Oh dear God! I can see why that might freak him out. Don’t let it get to you too much though, you can’t control your subconscious.”
“I know, but maybe that’s just what my subconscious thinks, you know? Some people believe your dreams say a lot about your innermost thoughts.”
“And your innermost thoughts are that Colin’s gay? I think you’re reading a little too much into this.”
“You’re probably right.” Ryan had already turned the argument over in his head dozens of times since yesterday and Drew’s concurrence wasn’t what he needed. He was past the point of rationalization. He no longer wanted to dismiss the dream but instead embrace it. Images of it were bringing him so much pleasure, so why should he pass it off as nothing? He felt the warmth within himself grow as he thought back to the kiss he they had shared only a day earlier.
“Of course I’m right! Just try to forget it. You ready to go?”
Ryan downed the remainder of his coffee and followed Drew back to the set.
Colin was already there when they arrived, talking to an audience member. He nodded in acknowledgement as Ryan passed him to sit down on his regular chair. As the proceedings began Colin silently joined him at the back of the stage. He didn’t look in Ryan’s direction and instead busied himself with a glass of water.
They had fallen out before and not spoken for days, but this was different. They had left on good terms the previous day but time had deepened the wounds.
The recording continued in a similar way and they both quietly hoped Kathy and Wayne could not sense the tension between them. The two men were as professional as they could be, until a lighting malfunction halted shooting and Ryan rushed off stage.
He wandered down the long corridor to his dressing room, constantly glancing back to make sure no one was following him. He grabbed a pack of cigarettes and hurried out through a nearby fire escape to light up. Sitting on the metal stairway he wondered if things would ever be the same between Colin and himself- or if he wanted things to be normal again.
When he saw Colin walk round the side of the building he knew the answer instantly.
Colin hurried over when he saw Ryan joined him sitting on the step. “So… is the tension killing you as much as it’s killing me?”
“Like you wouldn’t believe!”
“Wanna go talk it out? It’s going to be at least an hour before the lights are fixed.” Colin stood up and extended his hand to help his Ryan up.
“Sure.” It couldn’t make me any more uncomfortable! He stubbed out the remainder of his cigarette and they made their way back to Ryan’s dressing room.
Ryan closed the door behind them and instinctively locked it. He turned to face Colin and smiled weakly, “I promise I won’t try to kiss you again.”
Colin smiled back at him silently, both unsure of what to say first.
Impulsively they rushed towards each other and were united in a kiss. Immediately Ryan felt the tension vanish as their tongues spiraled together in perfect harmony.
Completely taking charge, Colin pushed him backwards onto the couch where they lay side by side, their lips never parting. He felt Colin’s hands move from his face, down his shoulders and back, finally resting on his waist. Electricity seemed to pour from his fingertips as every inch of Ryan’s body began to tingle. He could feel Colin’s hardness against his leg and forced it closer causing Colin to release a small moan of pleasure.
Repositioning himself on top, he ripped open Colin’s pink shirt and ran his hands over the chest beneath it. He allowed Colin to undo his tie and pull of his shirt, finally reaching down to unzip his trousers.
The anticipation was unbearable. He tore his lips away from Colin’s and began kissing franticly along his jaw, moving down his neck and beyond until he was face to face with the other man’s bulge. He looked towards Colin for approval before ravenously ripping open his trousers.
Colin reached under Ryan’s chin and angled his face so he could look him directly in the eye. “You don’t have to…”
Ryan smiled up at him. “You don’t have to let me.” Nothing more needed to be said.
Ryan released Colin’s throbbing cock from his underpants and caressed it with his fingertips. He had never held another man’s penis before, but felt completely at ease. It was Colin after all.
He took one final breath before taking Colin almost completely to the back of his throat. He could feel him react to every touch. He slowly moved his head back and forth and felt Colin move with him. He relaxed his throat muscles and despite Colin’s length, was able to receive him right to the hilt. Colin’s hands on the back of his head, pulling gently on his hair almost caused Ryan to come himself. He concentrated instead on Colin.
Ryan’s contracting throat muscles caused Colin to explode in his mouth with a final grunt of ecstasy. Ryan drank Colin’s warm creamy liquid until he was completely dry.
They lay for a moment, Ryan wrapped around Colin’s waist, fitting together perfectly.
“I think it’s your turn.” Colin whispered playfully as he rolled Ryan onto his back. He moved down so they were once again face to face and resumed kissing Ryan deeply.
The throbbing in Ryan’s pants was becoming unbearable, “Colin… please”.
Colin reached down and grabbed his hardness. Ryan couldn’t hold back a cry of pleasure and held tightly to Colin’s waist. He was gripping him so tightly he brought Ryan almost to the brink of ecstasy, and he knew it. Ryan sensed he was toying with him, and he wasn’t complaining.
Colin’s hand moved up and down his shaft, running his thumb over the tip each time.
“So it turns out the big feet thing is a myth after all!”
Ryan laughed, “Shut up Colin. He didn’t think it was physically possible but even the joke was a turn on.
“I’m kidding…hmm.” Colin looked thoughtfully round the room before he picked up a bottle of liquid soap and waved it in front of Ryan. “You thinking what I’m thinking?”
“Of course, aren’t I always?” They readjusted themselves so Ryan was positioned between Colin’s legs. “Tell me if I’m hurting you, ok?”
He squeezed a small amount onto his hand and smeared it over his fingers where the soap started to foam. Colin laughed, “Well, at least we’ll be clean!”
Ryan leaned over and ran his fingertip round the ring of muscle at Colin’s entrance. He pushed each of his long fingers in one at a time, each causing Colin to release a small cry of pleasure. He leaned closer to Colin and planted a small kiss on his parted lips as he removed his fingers and prepared to replace them. Their lips inches apart, he slid his cock right inside Colin and both men moaned in unison.
The corners of Colin lips turned up at the unfamiliar sensations. “Ryan, this feels fantastic.”
Ryan paused for a moment, the two of them joined in perfect harmony, as he felt the same sense of familiarity as he had had in the dream. He began to pull himself out, a little at a time, and forcing himself back inside. Each thrust pounding Colin’s prostate, bringing him almost to the edge. Each thrust got further until only the tip remained inside him.
With one final thrust his eyes rolled back and he came deep within his friend- harder than he ever had before until he felt like he might pass out. He pulled himself out one final time and lay down on top of Colin.
“That was exactly like I dreamt it.”
“It was better than I could possibly have hoped for!”
Ryan felt Colin’s hand on his leg and moving up to rest on his torso. He smiled at the face grinning back at him. “Why haven’t we been doing this for years?” He asked, struck once again by the familiarity of the situation.
“I’m honestly surprised it never happened before.”
“So was the rest of the world!”
“I guess now all the jokes are true…”
They both laughed and leaned closer to share another kiss.
The kiss was interrupted by another man’s voice. “Ryan? You in there?” Wayne was knocking on the dressing room door, and trying the doorknob.
He sighed, “Yeah Wayne, I’m here.”
“Have you seen Colin?”
“I’m here too Wayne” Colin called, trying not to laugh.
“Ok guys, we’ll be ready to shoot again in 5 minutes. See you out there! It’s action replay next, hope you’re in shape Colin!” He giggled and hit the door with his palm as he left.
“Thanks!” Ryan rolled his eyes. Not sure if Wayne had gone, he spoke in hushed tones. “This has to be the first time we haven’t been held back for more than an hour.”
They remained on the couch for a moment. Wayne’s voice had given them both an unwanted dose of reality.
Colin was the first to break the silence. “How are we going to go out there and act like nothing has happened? It is a little weird.”
“I’m sure we’ll be fine. Just… think of baseball.”
“That’s not exactly what I meant.”
“I know…”
They quietly got washed and dressed and giving each other a final evidence check, made their way back to the set.
“What have you been doing?” The make-up artist laughed as she made her alterations to Ryan.
“Oh you know how it is! Quickie between scenes to relieve the tension!”
After Drew announced the game, he and Colin knelt down at the side of the stage and allowed themselves to be deafened by Aerosmith. As Wayne and Cathy acted out their scene he started to worry that thinking of baseball might actually be necessary. He had never realized before how much physical contact was required for certain games and after what he had just been through with Colin he was worried nature might give him away.
Colin was apparently having the same concerns as he squeezed tightly on Ryan’s shoulder.
To Ryan’s relief, Colin’s dance moves were enough to distract the audience and other cast members from the rest of the scene and they got through without any embarrassment. They shot each other a glance at the end of the scene as Colin was lead off by Wayne.
As Drew announced the scores for the round they were plunged once again into darkness. Everyone groaned as they were instructed to remain in their seats until the situation could be assessed.
“That was interesting…”
Ryan nodded. “Well, we’ll just have to make sure from now on there isn’t any… tension while we’re working.”
After several minutes of poking around with lights, they were informed they already had enough footage and they were free to go.
Colin pulled Ryan aside as they got up to leave. “Do you want to grab some dinner?”
“Sure! Just let me change and I’ll meet you out front.”
“Hey guys.” Drew followed them down the corridor to the dressing rooms. “I’m thinking pizza and a movie at my place. You in? I won’t take no for an answer.”
Ryan looked to Colin for assistance. “I don’t know Drew, we were thinking…”
“Aw, come on! Colin?”
Colin shrugged, “I guess that could be fun!”
“Excellent! Ryan?”
“Sure, what the hell.”
“See you guys in a couple of hours.” He hurried past them and into his own dressing room.
Ryan pat Colin on the shoulder. “Another time.”
Mwah!
Rossini
X-posted to wl_fanfiction and
wliialove