Part One
It had been decided. No one on the cast of Whose Line had a
choice. They all had to go. It was Colin's idea. Everything was
Colin's idea. That was exactly why Drew and Ryan were in the store
picking up mosquito repellent. Actually, arguing over which brand they
should buy. Drew wanted to buy overpriced stuff that moisturized your
skin while keeping the mosquitoes off. But Ryan just wanted some cheap
stuff, it worked better anyway. After debating in the aisle for about
twenty minutes, Ryan grabbed the expensive stuff and went to the
check-out lane. After twenty minutes standing in line, they finally
arrived back at ABC studios.
"It's about time you two got back." Wayne said.
"Sorry," Ryan replied" Someone just *had* to buy the skin so
soft mosquito repellent." To that Drew stuck his tongue at Ryan and
stalked off. Wayne raised and eyebrow quizzically, but made no
comment and left. Ryan sighed and went to go gather up the rest of
the supplies. He stopped and heard Colin and Dan arguing.
"Dan...we need this vacation...you've been working us to
death." Colin said.
"I'm sorry Colin...I don't think I can let you go." Dan
replied, his voice gentle, yet firm with his decision.
"I don't give a damn what you think. We *are* going and there
is *nothing* you can do." Ryan chuckled softly, good luck beating him
an argument Dan, he thought.
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Two hours later, Brad, Colin, Chip, Greg, Drew, Ryan, Wayne
and Jeff were packed in a van, on their way to Three Bears Forest. A
camp resort 100 miles out of Los Angeles. Ryan was driving, the rest
were singing along to Tears For Fears "Seeds of Love". Ryan smiled
and thought, This is how memories are made. About an hour later they
pulled up to the check in station, to rent a camp site and sign in.
Ryan got out of the car and was back out in 10 minutes. They drove to
their campsite, which was deep in the woods and there were no other
campers around. Thus, the trip began.
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They had brought 4 tents. Two people to a tent. They set up
the tents quickly. They spaced them out, close enough to be on the
same site but far enough away to ensure privacy. Ryan read off who'd
be sleeping where. In the green tent, Ryan and Colin, in the blue
tent Greg and Brad, in the red tent Jeff and Drew, and in the yellow
tent Wayne and Chip. After several minutes of whining, they all got
settled in their tents, and began making themselves at home. At 6 o'
clock, they had dinner. Colin made an announcement.
"Alright gentlemen, I made the sleeping arrangements, I know
at least one of you can cook and the other has brains. From now
on...the pairs are on their own. This is the only time we'll be
together. You decide anything else. This was the only meat I brought.
There is, however, vegetables and pop. You must catch your own food.
Gentlemen, we'll be here for a week. Good luck and have fun."
With that the meal had ended and everyone went to plan.
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Brad was fussy, he was a neat freak. It pissed Greg off. He
couldn't stand having his socks arranged by color. He was getting
very annoyed, Brad was like a housewife. Always cleaning and cooking.
Now, Greg wasn't mad about that...Brad was an excellent cook. Greg
was mad because Brad insisted he ate three meals a day AND made him
make up his air mattress everyday. Now, he felt a lot better, more
energetic, he was actually healthy. He did most of the hunting. They
lived on rabbit. Brad didn't mind, neither did Greg, Brad made
everything taste good. The thing that pissed him off the most was
that what Brad was doing made Greg want him more. Things that should
piss him off, and usually did, were cute when Brad did them.
"Greg...it's lunch time." Brad said, his voice holding the
sweetness of a mother calling her little boy in from playing. He
giggled and called back:
"Be right there....mom!" He heard Brad choke and then an
outburst of laughter. He ate and then went back to musing on what to
do about his growing attraction to the young man.
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He didn't think he'd actually do it. It was so harmless.
"Hey Brad?" Greg asked.
"Yeah?" Brad replied.
"You want to take a bath with me?" Greg wished he had a
camera, just to capture that look on Brad's face.
"Sure. When?"
"Around Midnight."
"Alright, I'll be there." So, there it was, an act Greg
thought would never play out. I hope he does come, Greg thought, what
a better place to seduce someone, in a lake with them. Greg smiled
and went to plan his seduction method.
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Greg got there at 11:59...he was anxious. He saw Brad come
down the hill, and he smiled and shivered. What a night this was
going to be. Brad looked very cute in his monkey printed swimming
trunks. Greg smiled and waved the young man over. He ran over and
grabbed Greg's hand, leading him to the water. Brad smiled.
"I brought soap." Brad said, smiling a smile that made Greg
feel weak at the knees. Greg smiled back and threw himself in the
water. Brad followed shortly after. Brad smiled shyly and flung off
his swimming trunks. Greg did the same thing. Greg walked over to
Brad to get the soap and *accidentally* tripped and fell into Brad's
arms. Brad steadied Greg and smiled warmly at him.
"Clumsy" he murmured softly, pulling Greg tighter into his
arms. On an impulse, an unknown force compelled him to do it, he
kissed Brad, softly at first, but it grew more passionately as Brad
accepted the kiss and responded by wrapping his legs around Greg's
waist, his body being supported by the water. Greg finally pulled
away from Brad, to breathe. They walked back to their tents and made
passionate love in their tent. Right before he fell asleep, Brad
whispered in Greg's ear.
"This is the best camping trip I've ever been on."
Part Two
Brad awoke around dawn the next morning. He looked at the
person next to him. God, Brad thought, he's even more beautiful when
he's sleeping. Brad shifted a little to get a better view of Greg. He
looks like an angel, Brad thought, running his hands in Greg's hair.
Greg stirred and cuddled closer to Brad. Brad sighed in contentment,
this is the best thing that's ever happened to me, he thought, and
all this time I was going after Chip. Then something broke the
silence.
Greg woke with a start as he heard someone's cry of pleasure.
He didn't know who's.
"Oh God…yes…harder!!!!!!" the voice yelled. Then they heard
the screams as the couple reached their peak. Greg hid a smile,
seeing Brad's face full of shock, deeply offset by the look of pure,
unmistaken, raw lust. Greg smiled and shivered in delight.
"It's still early you know?" Greg said.
"Yep" Brad replied, his voice not hiding the lust.
"We can…" Greg trailed off, knowing Brad would get the idea.
"Yeah!" Brad's eyes lightened up and he pounced on Greg. Greg
wrapped his arms around Brad and began kissing him, softly at first
but then it became rough and passionate. Brad moaned and whimpered,
some of the most delicious sounds Greg had ever heard. He knew what
he wanted…he wanted it bad. He got it too.
Ryan had just gotten up, he was making some coffee when he
heard Brad and Greg screaming, he shook his head and sighed. How do
they do it, he thought. Ryan had been trying, unsuccessfully, to
court Colin. For some reason Colin was oblivious. He shook his head
one last time and smiled.
Wayne had heard Brad and Greg and was now suspicious.
"I think we should do some spying tonight sugar." Wayne
stated.
"We sure could dear." Chip replied, doing a great impression
of a southerner. Wayne smiled and rubbed his hands together.
"So we shall…"