by Heather
“I can’t wait to get
you back in my trailer.” Ryan’s voice
was low, pitched so only Colin could hear him.
They were sitting in their customary seats on the Whose Line set,
watching as Brad and
“Damn, Ryan, don’t you ever get enough?” Even though Brad and Wayne were singing loudly, Colin kept his own voice soft out of habit. He flirted with Ryan on stage so much it was second nature.
Ryan grinned at his friend and licked his lips suggestively. “Never.” Colin chuckled and shook his head, looking back at the two singing men who were finishing up their act. He joined the applause as the performers returned to their seats, then listened as Drew called the next game.
“Ok, now we’re going to do a game called Superheroes, this is for everyone. They’re going to be unlikely superheroes and...” Drew reeled off his usual explanation in a quick monotone, and then asked the audience for suggestions. Colin was the first one up and he stood in the center of the stage, hoping there wouldn’t be any bald references.
“Submissive Man!” Drew laughed and looked for the woman who had made that suggestion.
“Oh, I see you know him!” Drew quipped, as Colin smiled good-naturedly and shook his head. “All right, Submissive Man, what’s the problem he has to deal with?”
“No more leather!”
Everyone cracked up when they heard that one; even the normally unshakable Colin laughed a little.
“Oh, man, this is going to be great,” Drew said, still giggling. “Okay, Submissive Man, there’s no more leather. Take it away.”
Colin stood still for a moment wondering just how to play this, and then decided to go for the gusto. He mimed holding a phone to his ear, and spoke in a soft voice slightly higher than his usual tenor.
“Yes, Master, I’ll be right over. Yes, I’ll wear the black leather. And the handcuffs. Whatever you say, Master.” Ryan was already cracking up as he watched Colin turn and mime opening a closet. Looking frantically through his imaginary closet, Colin brought both hands to his mouth and hunched slightly, looking frightened. “Oh no, there’s no more leather!” He looked toward the camera, checking the ‘World Crisis Monitor.’ “Oh my God, there’s no leather anywhere! I hope my Super Friends come soon and tell me what to do!”
Ryan walked onstage, biting his lip to keep a straight face. “Sorry I’m late, but I couldn’t find my chaps.” Colin ran to him and grabbed his shoulders, looking up at Ryan with a wild kind of fascination on his face.
“Thank God you’re here, Horny All The Time Man! There’s no more leather, what do I do? Please, tell me what to do!” Ryan couldn’t suppress a wide grin at the name Colin had chosen for him, and he quickly pasted a lecherous look on his face. It wasn’t hard to do. He reached down and firmly grabbed the shorter man’s ass, pulling him close. The audience screamed in laughter as Ryan stroked his hands along Colin’s chest, licking his lips suggestively.
“Don’t worry about the leather, you don’t have to wear anything. In fact, get undressed right now.”
“Oh, yes Master! Will you tie me up?” Ryan caught his breath at the eagerness in
Colin’s voice. Before Colin could
pretend to pull his clothes off,
“Oh look, it’s Bad
Timing Man! Interrupting as usual, I
see.”
“Hey, Submissive Man,
this is a good time to talk to you about your wife, right?” Colin shook his head frantically, looking
nervously at Ryan, but he was unable to keep the laughter out of his eyes. Ryan was undeterred by
“Oh good, its Embarrassed about his Erection Boy!” Drew almost fell of his chair laughing as Brad cupped both hands in front of his crotch, looking around sheepishly. He stared at Ryan and Colin, who were rubbing against each other and smiling, with a thrilled look on his face.
“Oh, wow, look what
they’re...” Brad stopped and looked at
his crotch in surprise, then tried to hide behind
“Oh...I’m going to go
find some cows. I’ll get the leather
from them...in a little while.” Brad walked
off the stage in a daze, casting frequent glances back at Ryan and Colin.
“Hey you guys, remember
the time we saw Drew sunbathing nude?”
Drew made that ‘Oh, very funny’ look as Ryan and Colin pulled apart with
identical expressions of distaste.
“Oh man, I need
something to get that image out of my head!”
With that said, Ryan grabbed Colin’s head and
kissed him firmly on the lips. Colin
brought his arms up, reflexively grabbing Ryan’s ass. The crowd went nuts as the kiss kept going,
and Drew had his glasses off, wiping his eyes and laughing uncontrollably. Finally Ryan broke away, leaving Colin
standing there with half lidded eyes and a dazed smile. “Okay, that did it, now I need a cold
shower. See you later,
Colin seemed to remember that he was on stage, and quickly finished up the game. “Thank God, another crisis averted.” Turning to look at Ryan, he waved and called out, “Hey, Horny man, wait for me!” This sent Drew off into another round of hysterics, and the performers waited patiently in their seats for him to calm down. Ryan and Colin were carefully avoiding eye contact—it was too distracting.
“Hey, uh, Ryan and Colin, do you guys need to take a break or anything?” Drew was still giggling as he asked the question.
Ryan and Colin looked at each other, a world of communication going on in a single glance.
“Yeah, Drew, I think we do.”