Disclaimer: This is an update of the passion between Ace Young and Chris Daughtry. This is pure fiction, pure fantasy. No basis of reality.
Chapter One:
In other previous postings, Chris and Ace were sexually involved immediately around their involvement with American Idol. Chris eventually ended the sexual passion with a severe break to his heart as Ace was a controlling lover. Ace knew how to get under the skin of Chris by talking fucking Chris' wife during their heated passion. Chris was ambivalent about that thought. He had private fantasy of seeing his wife cheat on him, being fucked by another man, while helplessly watching his wife get totally used in the passion. But, when Ace would Chris and whisper such thoughts, Chris would get confused with anger and could not fully allow Ace the freedom to talk dirty about his own wife. So eventually, Chris stopped the fucking. Chris was hurt, because Chris never saw himself as being with a guy. Chris was all-guy, all-man. He prided himself being able keeping an erection during several climaxes with his attractive wife and knew that he could have any woman if he wanted to.
Chris did notice his attraction to three men during that American Idol season. He felt an initial attraction to Ryan Seacrest. Not sure as to why, but Ryan knew how to look straight into the eyes of a rather bashful Chris and draw him out. Ryan had the kind of look that told Chris that he was going to be owned by Ryan if Ryan had the chance. I think a man like Chris who was very dominant in his relationship with his own wife and with women in general actually had a secret need to be owned and seduced by a hot guy. Chris was confused, because he could never imagine himself following through with a guy. After all, Chris had a strong Catholic upbringing. Chris was quietly intimidated by Ryan, because he knew Ryan had a way of direct way with him and knew how to control him if he wanted to.
Bon Jovi was an another attraction for young Chris. Although Chris had a good body to look at and he was proud of it, he did not see himself as handsome. So when he met Bon Jovi, he was immediately struck by his good looks. It might be difficult to believe, but Chris did not really see himself other than possibly bi-curious. Yet, it was already obvious since he actually fell in love with Ace Young that he was more than willing to consider it and actually experience it.
Bon made Chris more nervous than Ryan did. Even though Ryan was handsome enough, Chris knew Ryan could control him, but not intimidate him as much as Bon. But, Bon was like him, straight, so the tension was not obvious in their initial meetings. Only later did Chris hear from Ace that Bon was seduceable. Ace knew, because Ace seduced him too.
But, the real person who brought him out was Ace Young.
The rumors about Chris and Ace were more than true. Both guys were obviously attracted to each other. They were "best buddies" but that was so obvious because of the attraction they felt for each other.
Really, Ace was the seducer. And Ace was very successful.
Ace knew how to hug Chris in a way that made Chris feel safe and then a subtle kind of lust for Ace. Chris wrestled with the idea and then eventually Ace made his move and totally consumed Chris. The first night of passion was unbelievable to Chris. Chris always wanted to make love to an active partner, but his loving wife was tender and Chris felt so much love for her. But, Ace was tender too, but he was a man and he knew how to make Chris look touch of his own manhood masculinity and feel like a woman in love. And it was in that role reversal that Chris began to feel hooked and owned by the delicious and handsome lover, Ace Young.
Ace was tall. He had a long and large manhood and he knew how to make Chris feel totally lusted after. Their passion was short-lived, only six months, and ended in heart-break!
Chris would ride around in his truck late at nights, the wife thinking he is at some event but he would drive around and cry like he never knew how to cry. Chris felt so much love for Ace and did not want his love with Ace and his heated fucking sessions to interfere with his love with his wife. He did not intend to leaving her for a guy, never ever!
After three years out, one day recently, Chris gets a call on his cell. Chris hesitated answering th cell, but he did. It was Ace on the line. Ace knew how to talk to rugged Chris to bring out both the masuline side and the tender side of Chris' ambivalence. Ace said, "Howdy, handsome, I have been thinking about you, missing you badly. . . " Chris stuttered, knowing fully well that Ace, like Ryan and Bon, could own him for some reason. Chris was in charge as a rocker, but he had this need to feel possessed by a hot guy and he wanted it badly. Not sure why, Chris could not resist Ace. Chris retorted, "Hi, Ace, why are you calling me. You know how hard it is for me to get pass what happened between us. I am trying hard to forget that nightmare of our so-called relationship, so why are you calling me now?" Ace responded, "Chris, you cannot deny that our friendship satisfied both of us. I have been involved with the John Edwards campaign, but I just quit. I need to see you. You cannot do this to me. If you continue to avoid me, I am going to tell your wife or tell the press. I am hooked on you and I need you, fuck you, Chris, you cannot do this to me, not any longer. We need to meet, Do you understand me?"
Chris felt a little angry at the demanding pleading voice of this Colorado-born hot male. Chris said, "Ace, I am so hurt and still hurt. We cannot meet, I am going to go crazy. Do you understand me? I am not leaving my wife for a man, a man of all things, you, a man, fuck!!!"
Ace pleaded again, "Listen, Chris, if we do not meet, I promise you, I am going to make your life misearable. You cannot deny me. We had this special connection and if you decide to stay away any longer after nearly three years, I am going to force myself back into your life. I am writing a love song to a guy and I am going to dedicate it to us, you want me to tell the whole world about us?
Chris sank in his voice and whispered, "Ace, please, do not hurt me any more. Please. Do not take away all the masculinity I have left. You raped my heart, even when I gave you my body and fuck, Ace, I am a man, a real man like you, why are we doing this for anyway? This is freaky! We are both freaks, fuck you, Ace, fuck you."
As Chris was speaking, his voice began to break and it was obvious that he had feelings for Ace. Ace, very intuitive, immediately caught it and played with it. "Listen, Chris, you cannot deny that we both felt complete. You were what I was needing and you admitted that I was too. So why not just get together and be friends. Ryan wants to come along with me, so just let it roll. Come on, Chris, come on."
Chris hesitated in silence and then quietly whispered.. . "Where? Fuck, where?" Ace said, "I want to meet you a motel in the next town from your home. I will be there tonight with Ryan. Can we meet and just be friends, I promise." Chris agreed.
That night, Chris told his wife that he had to practice and then he would check out a bar in the next town. Chris' wife always trusted him even though he knew she was suspecting something weird about him during his time with Ace.
Well, Chris finally arrived at the designated motel and knew already what room number Ace and Ryan were in. And as he knocked, Chris was as nervous as anyone could ever be. But, Ace opened the door and there he was, Ace Young, the speciman of male beauty. Ace looked at hi and said with his broad smile, "Hi, Chris, you are looking at me like I am a wild black stallion. What are you thinking my friend?" Ace grabbed Chris and dragged him in and Chris was shaking with nervousness. "Why are you nervous?" Chris just could not talk or answer.
Ryan stood up and came from the back of Chris and hugged him from that angle. Both Ace and Ryan were now sandwiching the tight bodied Chris Daughtry.
As both guys pressed in, Chris just stood still and tear began to flow from his face. He felt safe in the arms of Ace, but he did not want to re-live this sadness. Chris said, "Please, Ace, do not touch me like that. You know what it does to me. And you, Ryan, fuck off. You heard me, fuck off." Just as Chris said that, he jerked his body away from both of them, a sense of rage entered into the tone of his voice and Ryan backed off with a grin on his face whieh began the intimidation on Chris for the rest of that evening.
"Calm down, " Ace spoke firmly. "We are here in a motel room, not in your back yard."
Chris did calm down and sat on the bed. Both guys sat on both side os Chris.
Ace continued, "Chris, you look very good. You are working on keeping that body tight and in shape, huh? You always felt like you were not handsome, but I think you are and of course, I think your body is hard and tight." Right then, Ace reached up and pinched the protruding right nipple of the handsome rocker who was wearing a skin tight shirt to show off his body contour.
"Stop, Ace, stop doing this to me. You broke my heart and I almost wanted to kill myself. Now stop or I will get angry and bust your nose and jaw right here. Do you understand me?" Chris said angrily.
Ace was never going to let Chris get the upperhand so he responded.
"Just relax, buddy, you are so tense. Lay back and relax" and as he spoke, both Ryan and Ace began to recline Chris on the bed. "Let us make you relax, just for old times sake."
Chris was even more confused then he was angry and he stupidly laid back. Ace began to unbuckle Chris' huge cowboy belt and pulled down his zipper. Chris put his hands over his face and began to sob quietly. He thought to himself that there was no way he could really stop the inevitable. Ace had a deep control over his mind and he could only go with the flow.
Once Ace touched the manhood of Chris, Chris sighed with a moan. Ace put his sensuous lips on the tip of Chris' cock and began to slurp his meat into his mouth and slide down on the growing shaft enterring into Ace's hungry lips. Ryan began to massage Chris' balls and scrotum and Chris started to move slightly. Ryan held him down, something both Ryan and Ace knew made it more sensual for Chris. Chris needed to move when making out, but when held down, Chris found struggling with his passion a turn on. And as Chris started to move in opposition to Ace and Ryan's strong resistance, his cock grew at maximum length and girth.
Finally, Chris seemed to stop moving. He just laid there as Ace continued to slurp his muscle into his hungry mouth.
In a few minutes, Chris quiet demeanor gave a slight moan and his cum began to shoot out of his young dick into the mouth of Ace, the great masterful seducer. Ace kept sucking more of Chris' cum out of his cock and swallow it. Chris felt so vulnerable at that moment and he felt the emotion of the moment. Ace was more than a sexual partner, he felt an emotional connection with young Chris. Ryan was more the playboy in the fun. He just wanted just to have fun with Chris as he himself was attracted to Chris.
When Ace walked away from the bed, Ryan took Ace's position and began to suck on young Chris. Chris wanted Ryan to stop, but Ryan applied enough pressure to keep confused Chris in place. Chris knew that Ryan was an expert in sex and it took only a few seconds before Chris began to harden again. Chris looked as he saw Ace walking away. Chris wanted to talk to Ace badly instead of just having a sexual romp in the bed. He felt the ache in his mind while Ryan was working hard on getting Chris to shoot another load.
Suddenly, Chris felt his body being turned over by Ryan. Chris started to plead to Ryan to stop and let him up, but Ryan assured him to just enjoy the moment. When he felt the body of the young and hard Ace Young descend upon him. Ace held him tight and laid his lips on the back and neck of Chris. Ace kept saying, "I want us to be one, Chris, please, buddy." And with that, Ace's oiled cock began to press the hole of Chris' rarely invaded ass. The only time he ever had his ass as a sexual experience was only with Ace and here it was that Ace was ready to fuck the young buck again. Chris whispered, "Please, Ace, we need to talk, Ace. Please do not fuck me now, because I am trying to get over you and I feel too close when you shove your cock into my asshole and leave me with your cum. Please, Ace. . . . " But, Ace finally filled the tight hole of the young rocker and began to rock in and out of Chris' male pussy. Ace wanted it to be slow this time and he went in and out of Chris and whispered into Chris' ear.
"I love you, Chris. I promise you I will not hurt you. We can still be real men with real emotions. Do not be afraid of enjoying sex with each other even if it means you will go back home. We will always be one in how we feel."
Chris said, "But, what I cannot do both, Ace" And as Chris was speaking and feeling the sensation of a loving session of sex and love. Ace really wanted Chris as a lover and in a few more seconds he began to shoot his hot load inside of the tight ass of Chris Daughtry. And as Ace shot his load, he stopped talking and just held Chris tightly. For the first time, Ace began to shiver with emotions and whispered in a manly voice, "Please, Chris, I want you. I love you. . . . "
To be continued.