Backstage at GH ~ A Haven Tesla Tale ~
Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction placed on the set of the ABC daytime soap, General Hospital. It makes no insinuations about the actual sexualities or relationships of the actors who make up the GH cast, past and present. GH and its characters belong to ABC and Disney. All the people featured in this story are of legal age. If you are underage, or are not a fan of stories with some mild authoritarian elements, please do not proceed further. Now with all that out of the way, on with the show!
Chapter 2: The Spider and the Fly
Will quickened his pace and cursed himself. Why had he allowed himself to linger?
For two days now, since Nick had officially started work at GH, Will had been making every effort to avoid him or keep their interactions to a minimum. It had worked because so far, they hadn't had to share any scenes. That would change eventually - their respective characters did move in the same circles and called the same woman Grandma -- but Will was determined to delay the inevitable for as long as he could, at least until he could get over this ... weirdness that came over him every time he was in Nick's presence.
Eden and Will's other co-stars were curious as to why he's taken to leaving immediately after filming his scenes, but he couldn't very well tell them the real reason: he just didn't trust himself around Nick. He certainly couldn't tell them that he'd even had to give up jerking off because the older boy kept intruding on his thoughts. He had now gone four whole days without tossing one off. Four freaking days! He was used to jerking off multiple times a day. He could feel his balls literally weighed down by all that pent-up teenage sperm, and he second-guessed his abstinence stance every 15 minutes, but he had stuck to his guns. He was not going to let Nick turn his life upside down.
Then why, oh why, had he paused to watch Nick film that scene where the tall brunet was stretched out, sunbathing topless in only a pair of rather small shorts? Will had been almost home free but coming across that scene had stopped him in his tracks. He'd wanted to leave, but Nick caught his eye and it was as if his feet were glued in place, watching Nick adjust those shorts as they rode up to flash even more of his smooth thighs. That tantalising treasure trail ... those hairy pits ... Will just couldn't keep his eyes from roving up and down Nick's body.
If his phone hadn't beeped at that moment, Will wondered if he'd ever have broken the spell. He glanced down to see a chat message from Eden, which had the dual effect of making him feel both guilty and self-conscious. He took off for his dressing room, hoping to change out of his costume and get out of there before Nick finished taping.
And he almost made it, too. He'd gotten his jeans on and was reaching for his t-shirt when the door opened and in strode Nick.
"Hey roomie," drawled the new arrival. "Nice to finally catch you. If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were avoiding me."
Nick fixed his deep brown eyes on Will's blue-grey ones and Will was mesmerized.
"Wh-why would you think that?" stammered the younger blond. "We just ... haven't had any scenes together yet."
"Uh-huh," said Nick, not sounding at all convinced. "So, you usually stop to ogle all your co-stars when they're filming shirtless scenes, or just the ones you find super-hot?" he asked with a smirk.
"I wasn't ogling you!" denied Will. "I just happened to pass by and wanted to know what you were packing." Too late, he realized how the latter phrase might be misconstrued, as indeed was indicated by Nick's widening smirk. He hastily added, "Talent wise. What you're packing as an actor."
"Sure," replied Nick sarcastically. "I believe you, man." He moved closer to Will, reducing the gap between them to little more than a hand's width. In such close proximity, Will was starting to feel light-headed.
"I'm not gay. I mean, there's nothing wrong with being gay but I'm not. I'm with Eden!" protested Will.
"Yeah, she told me all about that. That you guys have never gone past third base. That you're still a virgin. And she wonders why."
"WHAT!" yelped Will. "Eden told you that?!" His mind reeled from the betrayal. Why would she tell a total stranger such intimate details about their sex lives?
Nick's grin was so wide now that his face could hardly contain it. He brought his face close to Will's, so close that their noses were almost touching and Will could feel his breath upon his lips. "It's okay, Willy. I can be, uh, very easy to confide in. Eden didn't mean to out you, but like you said, there's nothing wrong with being gay. You just shouldn't mislead her about where your interests lie."
"I'm not, I'm not..." Will couldn't even form a coherent thought anymore. Those deep brown orbs were like bottomless pits, drawing him in. In the distant recesses of his mind, he wondered if this was how Mowgli had felt when the snake Kaa had hypnotized him. He wasn't to know that the serpentine allegory was moments away from coming to life.
"This doesn't lie," said Nick, and he grabbed Will's crotch. To the younger boy's horror, his dick was hard.
"Your willy's stiff for me, Willy," taunted Nick. "What does that tell you?"
"I've not jerked off... in four days," grunted Will. "It doesn't mean anything."
"Four days? I've been on your mind ever since we met?" Nick let out a chuckle, while Will blushed a deep pink that spread down from the top of his ears to his shoulders.
"I think I should put you out of your misery," Nick declared in a patronizing tone. In one fluid motion, he shoved down his shorts, and Will's gaze immediately went to what they'd once covered.
Nick had nothing else on underneath. It briefly registered in Will's mind that this was against set protocols, which demanded that actors use underwear for scenes in their swimming trunks (and indeed, even for scenes where they appeared in boxers) to avoid any wardrobe malfunctions on-camera.
But that violation of protocol wasn't what made Will gasp out loud. Nestled in a bushy thatch of dark pubes was a monster of a dick. Even flaccid, it was already bigger than Will's - in fact, nearly twice as long, at an impressive nine inches long with a girth to match. Will wondered how much it would grow if he were to spring an erection.
He would soon find out.
Wafting up from Nick's crotch was a strong, intoxicating aroma that Will would come to associate with pure, raw masculinity. It made him weak at the knees.
"You want a closer look, don't you?" Nick said softly. And before Will could react, he'd reached out, grabbed Will by his shoulders and forced him onto his knees without even the slightest resistance from the blond teen beyond a strangled sob.
Kneeling, his face was a mere two inches away from Nick's sizeable tube of flesh. He licked his lips, wanting so badly to savour that cock on his tongue, but his inhibitions held him back.
"Go on then," Nick continued seductively. The older boy knew how to modulate his tone to get what he wanted. "You know you want to."
Will looked up at Nick pleadingly, desperate to hold on to his heterosexual identity. But allowing his eyes to meet Nick's was a miscalculation. He was sucked into those deep brown vortexes and it was like he had completely lost any semblance of independent thought or free will. He didn't just want Nick's cock; he needed it.
His head moved of its own accord to dip down, open his jaws and take the head of Nick's cock into his mouth.
Nick sucked in a breath sharply and smiled down at Will. "That's it. Good boy Willy." He ruffled Will's blond locks affectionately. "Now let's see what you can do with that tongue of yours. Lick around the crown."
Will did as he was told. The spongy mass in his mouth had a subtle yet distinctive taste - not quite what he was expecting. A hint of salt from sweat, a touch of fragrance from soap, and that indescribable musk of manhood.
The hunger overcame him - he wanted to devour it.
In a frenzy, he grabbed Nick's hips and smashed his face into his crotch, trying to deep-throat the mammoth cock. He began to choke as the expanding tube blocked his airway.
Nick let him struggle for a few seconds, quite enjoying the sensations from Will's panicking throat muscles on his dick. He noted with amusement that it never occurred to the oxygen-starved teen to simply spit out his cock.
By this time, Will's face had gone from pink to red to puce, and his fingers were digging frantically into the supple skin of Nick's firm buttocks. With a sigh of regret, Nick pulled back a little, freeing up Will's airway.
"You have to take it slow, Willy. I know how badly you must want my cock; God knows you've been deprived all these years, but a little patience will make for a much better experience for both of us. Okay?"
Will nodded tearfully. He cringed at what a desperate bitch he must look like, but Nick tasted so damn good. He was right; he'd missed out. He should've just gone for it with Ashton. Sure, he didn't have anything on Nick but any cock would be better than none, and Ashton surely would've been up for it.
"Now, listen to me carefully and follow my instructions. Alright, Willy?" Nick proceeded to coach the kneeling teen through the blowjob.
Will had two things going for him: he was a quick study and eager to please. Now that he'd had a taste of Nick's cock, he craved more. It was hard to tell who was more excited to see him deep-throat the entire length of Nick's 12-inch erection. Yes, it was actually a foot long. A tall order, you'd think, for a blowjob virgin, but Will was determined to make it work. Controlling his gag reflex and remembering to breathe through his nose took concerted effort, but he managed it in record time. Even Nick, who was no stranger to having boys and men deep-throat him, was impressed by just how fast the teen adapted.
Before long, Nick was buried up to the root in Will's mouth, while Will's nose was pressed into the older boy's bushy pubes.
"Yeah, that's it," cooed Nick. "Suck that cock. Work those throat muscles, Willy. Take a good deep sniff. You're loving this, aren't you?"
Despite the warring emotions within him, Will found himself nodding. It was hard to deny just how much he was into his current situation when he could feel his own cock straining and leaking like a faucet in his underwear.
As if he had read the teen's thoughts, Nick said, "I think you deserve a little reward. Why don't you lose the pants?"
Will hardly needed the encouragement. Without letting even an inch of Nick's cock slip from his mouth, he fumbled with his belt and shimmied out of his jeans. As he reached for the waistband of his underwear, he was distracted by a chuckle from Nick.
"What's this then, Willy? I thought you were a boxers man."
Will had on a pair of tight white briefs. He blushed furiously. He wasn't even sure what had prompted him to order them over the internet during the weekend, but they'd arrived the previous morning and he'd wasted no time in swapping out his normal boxers for them. They were a lot snugger than he was used to, but they were surprisingly comfortable ... and sexy. He hadn't believed he would think that of briefs but here he was: a convert to the skimpy undies, after all.
Nick's influence was a lot more insidious than he realized.
"But really, Willy. No-brand undies?" tutted Nick. "You can do better than that. Gimme your phone."
Will extracted his phone from his discarded jeans and handed it over to Nick. He looked up pleadingly at Nick, his hard-on still trapped in its pristine white cotton prison, aching for release.
Nick looked down from the phone screen and frowned. "What now? Oh, right. Lose the tighty-whiteys."
Will happily shucked them and wrapped his fist around his cute little pink cock which, despite only being slightly below average, looked positively puny compared to the behemoth he had in his mouth.
"No, no, no," said Nick. "One rule to always remember: you don't cum unless I cum. And looking at the mess you've made in your panties, you'll probably explode if you so much as touch that dicklet. So hands off, Willy, until I give you the go-ahead."
With a whimper, Will reluctantly let go of his erection. It dribbled a constant stream of thick, clear pre-cum onto the floor. Nick made a mental note to have Will lick it all up later.
"Why don't you be a good little bitch and service my balls? One at a time, and then see if you can fit both inside your mouth pussy at the same time."
Panties, dicklet, bitch, mouth pussy ... Nick definitely knew how to denigrate the teen. It didn't stop Will from obeying though. As he lavished spit on each of the hefty, hairy balls (their sizes in keeping with Nick's gargantuan tool) and rolled them about on his tongue, Nick placed an order on Will's online shopping account.
Confirming the order, Nick turned his attention back to Will and was pleased to see those cherubic cheeks bulging with both of Nick's nuts enveloped inside his mouth.
"Well done, Willy. Now for the real test." Nick walked backwards, forcing Will to shuffle forward on his knees since he hadn't been told to let go of Nick's balls in his mouth.
The dressing room had a built-in dressing table that ran the entire length of one wall. Nick hopped up on it, leaned back, and raised his legs. From his vantage point on the ground, Will now had an enviable view of Nick's nether portal. A ring of curly, dark hair surrounded the tightly puckered hole in the dank, sweaty crack, and Nick's manly musk increased in intensity, flooding Will's nostrils.
"Go on then," cajoled Nick. "You know what to do. Get stuck in there."
Will carefully relinquished his mouthful and eyed Nick's asshole tentatively. Licking an asshole, especially another dude's ... that was a bit too far, wasn't it? Jesus, he'd not even kissed this guy and now he was expected to kiss his asshole? In fact, this whole thing had been one-sided; Nick hadn't reciprocated at all.
Watching Will carefully, Nick sensed the direction in which his thoughts were heading. A rimjob was usually the point when a lot of guys balked. "C'mon, Willy. I wanna feel that talented tongue of yours all up in my ass. You did so well deep-throating my cock ... I know you can do this, too. Please?" He cupped Will's chin in his hand and made sure to tilt the teen's head to meet his soulful, penetrating gaze.
Will's reservations suddenly melted away. Of course, he wanted to impress Nick. So what if Nick didn't reciprocate? He was a god, and Will was lucky enough to be given the opportunity to service him.
With a ferociousness that took even Nick by surprise, Will buried his face in the older boy's ass and went to town on his hole. Wide-eyed, Nick could scarcely believe how well his ploy had worked. Even by his standards, this was a new record. He shook his head; some people really had pliable minds, and Will was a textbook sub.
He was ravishing Nick's hole in a way few first-timers did; heck, for that matter, better than most seasoned pros! And Nick wasn't even giving him any instructions! He'd pulled Nick's cheeks apart and fully immersed his nose and mouth in the brunet's ass. His tongue was so far inside Nick's ass that he was stimulating Nick's prostate and sending jolts of electricity to the foot-long erection that was dribbling copiously onto Will's blond head.
"Oh, fuck yeah," moaned Nick, running his hands through the teen's hair and smearing his precum into those golden locks as he forced Will's face firmly inside his crack. He didn't want the boy to see, smell, and taste anything other than dank, hairy male ass.
"Suck that hole, bitch! Yeah, slurp up my ass juices. Yeah, that's it. Oh God, I can feel that tongue of yours right inside. What an ass-munching SLUT you turned out to be. Oh, fuck. Fuck! FUCK!"
With a cry of ecstasy, Nick's cock exploded all over Will. A deluge of thick spunk rained down on the teen's head and dripped down his face and back. As more spurts of jizz continued to pour out of Nick's joystick, he yanked Will's head out of his ass so he could paint the younger boy's face white with his cream. Eyes closed, mouth open, tongue out - the younger boy was primed for this gift.
"Open your eyes and look at me," rasped Nick as his orgasm came to an end. Given the command, Will was unable to do anything else even as the dripping cum stung his eyes.
"You were an absolute fucking STAR," pronounced Nick, filling Will with pride. He pulled him up and Will thought he was going to be rewarded with a kiss so he puckered up.
But then Nick laughed. "Don't be a silly Willy, I'm not going to kiss that mouth, knowing where it's been."
Will turned red. He knew he must look a sight, absolutely drenched in spunk.
"But you do deserve a reward," continued Nick. "And I think I know exactly what a bitch like you would appreciate."
He whirled Will around so that he was the one with his back to the dressing table, and patted the surface, indicating that Will should sit up there. His heart pounding, Will did as instructed, wondering if he was about to receive a reciprocal blowjob.
"You really have exceeded all expectations," Nick told him. "I knew you were a bitch but I never dreamed you'd be this complete and utter SLUT."
Will opened his mouth to protest this humiliating designation, but Nick silenced him with a finger to his lips. He traced Will's lips with the finger, gathering up some of the cum that coated his upper lip, and then pressed it against his teeth.
Will opened his mouth, letting the cum-slick finger slip inside. Cottoning on to what was expected, he sucked the finger clean, only to get a second, and then a third digit scouring his mouth.
At this point he wondered what was going on. Nick's other hand was gently working its way down Will's teen body, tweaking his nipples (which instantly became hard), stroking his taut stomach, and running his fingers through his neat patch of pubes. He longed for the older boy to grab his cock and jerk him off to what promised to be an epic climax (after four days without masturbation), but Nick had other plans.
"Legs up," he whispered, and Will's eyes widened. Surely he wasn't about to get a rim-job? He flung his legs into the air with such haste that he nearly unbalanced and fell off the table; it was only thanks to Nick's grip that he didn't.
Nick chuckled at Will's eagerness, but he wasn't about to stick his tongue in the younger boy's ass. That, as far as he was concerned, was for bitches.
He gazed upon Will's asshole with great satisfaction. It was a perfect, pristine, virginal rosebud. And really, rosebud was not an exaggeration. The pinkness of the tightly puckered anal ring was quite startling. Just a few wisps of dark-blond hair were to be seen; otherwise Will was fairly smooth back there.
Once Nick had his way, he'd be TOTALLY smooth.
Although he'd only just shot a load, Nick ached to plunge his dick inside that cherry asshole and deflower the virginal teen right then and there. But he knew he had to pace himself; he'd already pushed Will pretty far for their first sexual encounter, and that cherry would taste all the sweeter if he took his time plucking it.
That didn't mean he couldn't toy with the younger boy's hole though. And that was precisely what he intended to do. He pulled his spit-slicked fingers from Will's mouth and traced a circle around the blond's sphincter.
Will's eyes widened with fright. "No," he gasped. "I can't ... I'm not ready... not for that."
"Shhhh," hushed Nick. "You trust me, don't you?"
With those dark eyes trained on his own, how could Will dispute that?
"Y-yeah, of course."
"Then trust me." Nick's finger prodded insistently at Will's backdoor. "Relax, and it won't hurt."
Will whimpered, and kept his asshole clenched shut. Despite his experiences of the past hour, something inside him resisted surrendering this part of him to Nick.
Nick wanted to growl in frustration. He contained his displeasure and instead urged Will, "Look at me. Look into my eyes. Keep looking. It's fine. It's going to be fine. Take a deep breath, and relax."
Will inhaled deeply, and his sphincter gave in to the invading digit.
"Yeah, that's it. Not so bad, is it?" Nick drove his finger right in, past the second knuckle. "It's going to feel amazing. Trust me. You're going to cum so hard, you'll never want to cum any other way. Without even touching yourself."
Will couldn't wrap his mind around such a concept. But he'd just seen Nick blow his wad just from having his ass eaten, so it was certainly possible.
"Let's try two now, okay?" Nick didn't wait for Will's acquiescence before plunging his second finger into the boy.
A groan escaped the teen, which didn't surprise Nick. Will was incredibly tight. He really should rethink that third finger.
Nah. He was going for four.
By the time he had three fingers wriggling around inside Will, the blond boy was panting and squirming in discomfort. Nick certainly wasn't trying to make it easy on him, twisting and flexing the fingers to really stretch him out.
"Please," he whimpered. "No more."
"Oh Willy," Nick chastised him. "You want to give up now? When you're so close?"
"It hurts," whined Will.
"Love is supposed to hurt," rejoined Nick.
Will stared at him. Was this love? Was Nick saying he loved him?
Distracted by this conundrum, he had allowed his asshole to relax and Nick took the opportunity to drive his fourth finger inside the boy.
The high-pitched squeal that Will emitted was so loud that Nick was concerned it might draw attention to their dressing room.
He let his fingers rest, buried deep inside Will, while the teen blinked back tears and Nick listened for any approaching footsteps outside the door. Hearing none, he resumed his plundering of Will's poor asshole, making the hapless boy writhe on the desk in agony.
"Oh God, oh God. You're killing me," wept Will.
"Willy, Willy, Willy," tutted Nick. "If you can't even take four fingers, how are you ever going to take my dick?"
Will gaped at him. Take that massive cock up his ass? Oh hell no. That would land him in hospital for sure. And for what? This anal violation wasn't bringing him any pleasure.
Having a solid intuition of Will's inner thoughts, Nick seized that very moment to squeeze Will's prostate gland. He could, of course, have done so at any point in the preceding ten minutes of fingering Will's ass, but he'd wanted to time it precisely to associate the pleasure of prostate stimulation with a thorough ass-stretching in the younger boy's mind.
Will's cock, which had shrunk to as small as it ever had been due to the pain, suddenly twitched. The blond teen looked down at his crotch in consternation.
"Oh yes, you feel that, don't you?" Nick teased, ratcheting up the pressure on Will's love nut. "You can protest all you like, Willy, but your cock doesn't lie. You like this. Just as you liked sucking my cock, and eating out my ass. It's written all over your face, bitch. Your face that's smeared with my cum, my ass juices, my sweat ..."
He was really working Will's prostate now, causing the boy to convulse as wave after wave of ecstasy emanated from his violated ass. Given how long he'd gone without an orgasm, it didn't take a lot of stimulation to reach climax.
Will moaned loudly as his cock erupted, sending jets of cum high into the air, only to splatter back onto his face and into his open mouth - thanks to careful aiming by Nick. Some of it went on the mirror behind him, and the rest coated his face and torso. Really coated it, because there was so much of it. It was as if someone had overturned a bucket of white paint on his top half.
"And now your own cum," finished Nick as he withdrew his fingers from Will's stretched ass. He stepped back to survey his handiwork with considerable satisfaction. Will was a mess, his naked body practically bathed in spunk. His asshole gaped open from the brutal fingering he'd endured. He was panting heavily, his jaw slack and his eyes glazed, from the onslaught of emotions that were coursing through him. He'd just had the most intense orgasm of his young life from having his ass finger-fucked by another boy. A boy who hadn't as much as kissed him before bending him to his will, to perform all manner of sexual favors.
There was a lot to unpack there.
In contrast, Nick had no such conflict. He'd done this before, and he knew exactly what he was doing. He calmly picked up his regular clothes and started getting dressed.
"I suggest you clean this place up. With your tongue, since I know you've developed quite a taste for cum.
"And don't worry, I assured Eden that you were only chaste because you're a gentleman, not because you're a gay whore waiting for the right guy to come along and open your eyes to your true nature." He winked at Will. "But we both know the truth, don't we?"
Whistling cheerfully, Nick gathered his things and walked out, not bothering to shut the door behind him. It took Will a minute before he realized how exposed he was, and he scrambled to his feet to lock the door. To his horror, a male crew member walked by just as he was shutting the door, and from the look on his face, he had spotted something amiss, although Will managed to slam the door before he could take a second glance.
Beet red with humiliation, Will turned around and looked at himself in the mirror. He was in a dreadful state. There was so much sperm everywhere - matting his hair, drying on his face, splotched on the mirror ... fuck! He winced as he reached between his legs and felt his sore hole gingerly.
What was he even doing anymore? He needed to snap out of it. Whatever thrall he was in to Nick, he had to find a way to escape it. Hand in his resignation, if need be. This couldn't go on.
And yet, even as he pondered avenues to wiggle out of Nick's malign influence, he found himself back at the mirror, tongue out to lick up his spunk.
Just as his master had ordered.
To be continued ...
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