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So I wrote a silly little sequel to the smut story from hell that I wrote earlier. This is it.
(my sinuses hurt too much to try to be witty)

Title: The Dangers of Taping on Halloween part 2 (or creative for that matter)
Author: Magick
Rating: PG-13ish
PAirings: Ry/Col, Jeff/Wayne, Drew/Brad/Greg
Summary: The boys thought that whole orgy business had been a dream...


There was an awkward silence on the Whose Line set. Everyone pretended not to notice when Wayne scooted his chair an inch closer to Jeff or the blush that stained Colins cheeks when Ryan made a blowjob joke. Drew was sitting behind his desk nervously—he was also trying to cover up the fact that he was scanning the area for hints of Brad and Greg. Finally the audience filed in and the taping got underway. Everything went smoothly at first but then Drew pulled a scene from a hat—a scene that would change everything.

“Things you shouldn’t do with your best friend.” Drew announced.

Ryan and Colin came out and pantomimed ripping Colins hair out. The Jeff pulled Wayne into the center of the stage and wrapped his arms around him. Waynes eyes widened comically as Jeff leaned in and sealed their lips together. Sparks of arousal ignited all over their bodies and the crowd gasped and hooted when Waynes lips parted to allow Jeffs tongue into his mouth.

Drew hit the buzzer over and over but the two kissing men weren’t listening. Finally Colin and Ryan moved on stage to pull them apart. They looked dazed as they were jerked back to their starting places. Colin smiled apologetically at the two of them before following Ryan back to their side of the stage.

They restarted the scene without that particular slip of paper and the boys thought they were safe at last. The audience was will rowdy from the kiss but they felt secure that they would be able to resist this time around.

“Inappropriate dreams… oh dear God.” Drew groaned.

Colin made a joke about dreaming about another woman while his wife listened, Ryan pantomimed killing Drew. Then Jeff came out and the whole room held its breath. He smirked then went over to Drew and placed a kiss on his forehead. The audience cheered excitedly and Jeff took a bow before returned to his spot. The rest of the game was a blur until Greatest Hits.

“Someone from over here give me an example of something you wanted to be when you grew up.”

“Stripper!!!”

“Wow, songs of the Stripper. Take it away Ryan and Colin.”

“We’ll return you back to Debbie does the rest of Texas in a few moments.”

“Hey Col>”

“Yeah Ry?”

“Have you ever wondered what strippers listen to when they’re not dancing?”

“I can honestly say that the thought has never crossed my mind.”

“Well I have and they listen to this great Britney Spears hit—I’m not a stripper, not yet a prostitute.”

Wayne glared at Ryan for giving him such a ridiculous song then began dancing around as if he were Britney Spears.

‘I used to think that I had to dance to be a whore,
But now I know something that I didn’t know before
I can just sell my body,
With out all the work of dancing…”

Wayne paused to allow Jeff to take the chorus but found that Jeff wasn’t following the song; instead he was watching Wayne dance with hungry eyes. The darker man stopped for a second but Jeff waved him on. Suddenly Wayne couldn’t hear the music or the words he was still singing. His world had narrowed down to the hungry gleam in the younger mans eyes and he found himself inching closer and closer to him. Then he was close enough to touch and touch Jeff did. With quick hands he grabbed Wayne’s waist and pulled them flush together. His hands guided Waynes hips in a sensuous bump and grind dance until Colin was forced to stand and pull them apart again.

“Ok, let’s just cancel taping today. This obviously isn’t going to work.” Drew said tiredly. He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes harshly.

“I’m sorry Drew; I just don’t know whats gotten into me.” Wayne said apologetically.

“I’d like to—mmph!” Jeff slapped a hand over his mouth to stop the bad line.

“Something is going on here.” Ryan said.

“But what? It’s like that dream…” Drew trailed off in embarrassment.

“Oh god you had the dream too?” Colin asked.

“How did we all have the same dream?!” Wayne exclaimed.

“Ah, I see that you all enjoyed my little gift.” An eerie but familiar voice said.

The cast looked around to see that the audience had already been ushered out and that the crew had left for break.

“Your what?” Jeff asked timidly.

“My gift to you. Colin and Ryan didn’t really need my help but I showed the rest of you what is in your heart. Now it is up to you all to explore it.”

“What the fuck, I’m not gay! How did I end up with two men?!” Drew shouted.

“Do not question men, you will only find that I am right.”

Drew fell silent and the rest of the guys felt sorry for him. Then Jeff attached himself to Wayne again and the moment was broken.

“Enjoy yourself boys.” The voice said as it bade the farewell.

Drew watched Jeff drag Wayne back to his trailer and Colin and Ryan walk away hand in hand, and then pouted. Gay for two men, ha!

Then the stage door opened and Greg and Brad walked in. Drew felt his spirits rise and he couldn’t help but curse the ghost for being right. He was enveloped by the two men and Drew found that he’d never been happier.
***

“Now that they are together should we begin our work with all the other secretly gay men in Hollywood?” The voice asked her companion.
“Yes my dear. Then the music world—those Nsync boys have been hiding for far too long.”