Smile For the Paparazzi (jess)

[Travis Spencer]

It was a bright sunny day. It was odd at this time of year, and Trey refused to be cooped up any longer. He had spent his time with Michelle and Anwar, going over line and line, anfter stage direction, and he just couldn't do it any longer. So he escaped. They turned their backs and he was out the door faster then anyone could even blink.

He took a deep breathe, his eyes slipping closed and face turned to the sun, a smile playing on his lips. "Take back what they've taken if you wanna play it safe. Keep on money makin', gotta save for rainy days." He sang under his breathe, slipping his shirt off. There were heads turnin in his directions but he barely noticed them as he staked out his spot on the grass.

He plopped down, on the grass, hands behind his head, the sun hitting his skin, and warming it considering. "Hear hear! Now you're famous, but do you know the price you pay?, I hope you that ain't contagious, 'cause I ain't gonna live that way." He sang softly.

[Jesse Huber]

Jesse just didn't have any inspiration for a new song so he'd decided to take a break. He was sporting his hat backwards a thing of soda in his hand and a note book and pen, just in case something hit him and he needed to write it down for later. But he didn't think that'd be happening today. If nothing this morning had helped then there wasn't anything that was going to get his muse for singing back.

He'd decided to go and see if maybe he could find his boyfriend or something, but chances are that he was with that best friend of his. Whatever. Jesse had friends too. Oh look! There was one now. He hopped eagerly over to Trey and sat himself on the tall mans chest, looking down at him, paper and pen now on the grass beside his best friend. "Do you really need to get any more tan? More sunlight, more bronzing and you'll just get the rest of the school that you've neglected to get."

He grinned down at him and put his arms up in front of him, blocking his sun. "No more skin cancer for you Travis spencer. Haven't you heard that sun is bad for you! You're supposed to become a hermit, and commit yourself to my bed."

[Travis Spencer]

He let out an oof! when Jesse sat on him, staring up at him as if he'd lost his mind. Rolling his eyes at the tirade that was sent his way with a smile. As if he was used to this sort of thing from him. And he was. Jesse and him were best friends for the longest time and he was used to the sort of antics that Jesse came up with.

He pulled Jesse's hands away, "First of all, I don't need to tan to have the school at my beck and call. I'm Travis fcuking Spencer, they flock to me anyways." He smiled cockily. "Second of all, if you want me in your bed so badly, all you have to do is ask. You're my best friend. I'd do you that favor."

[Jesse Huber]

They'd known each other for forever and things between them had never been awkward. Of course he'd never really been to bed with Travis, but that was a different story. He hadn't wanted to fcuk up what they had, and yet, wanted to fcuk the man more than anything. He was gorgeous, who the hell wouldn't want to fcuk the shit out of him.

Jesse pouted when he pulled his hands away, but he just pinned Trey's hands above him and grinned, leaning closer to him now. “Thats quite true.” He snorted. “Do me the favor. Oh Spencer, seriously. I've had almost everyone I've ever wanted, I'd be doing you the favor. We all know everyone wants a piece of my ass.”

[Travis Spencer]

He chuckled up at him, letting his hands get pinned. "Oh really, so everyone wants your ass, everyone wants my dick, lets fcuk em all up and just screw." He said with Jesse that famous cocky smile of his. Jesse Huber was gorgeous, one of the men that Trey had decided he had too good a thing going with by way of freinds and had left alone. Casual flirting and a few stolen kisses didn't mean anyhting. Right?

He peered up at him, behind thick lashes, in a flirty sort of way, "Won't that boyfriend of yours be all jealous though? Or would he make the exception because it's me?"

[Jesse Huber]

Jesse snorted. “It sounds like a plan to me. I'll get the wine, you supply the room.” He sent him a wink and grinned down at his little smile. He loved that smile. He rolled his eyes at him and settled his legs correctly on either side of his waist, holding him down still. He was surprised his hat was still even on his head. Usually it fell right off when he pounced on someone, namely Trey. More then anything he'd always enjoyed those kisses, never said it though.

Oh it was that look again. He gave him a cocky look in return and grinned. “He's quite possibly of with that Grant fellow of his. It seems that words travel fast around here. The great Spencer payed enough attention to know I've got a new boyfriend. Its amazing. So how about you?” He slid his hand up his shirt and pinched his side lightly. “Got a new plaything?”

[Travis Spencer]

He smiled, "i always pay attention when it comes to you lovely." He said in a soft voice, and nodded, "I know all your antics, even thought you think that I'm just too self centered, I see how it is mate, that's so nice of you." He pretended to pout and act hurt. The Grant/Ryan thing made him smirk, "Aw, poor Jess. Trey'll make it all better for you."

It was no big secret that Trey was a player, and he never had any intentions of his exploits and whatever new fling he had. There was some who thought they could change him, but the truth was, that there hadn't been anyone worth it yet. he hadn't found anyone that could hold his interest. "There was this cute little dancer that kept my bed warm a few night ago. But she wanted more. And you know how I am."

[Jesse Huber]

“Well that surprises me.” He teased. Jesse snorted and kissed his friend lightly. “You're an ass Spencer, but I love you.” He just shook his head and pinned him more. “Oh? Hows that going to work. Planning on keeping my bed warm for a few nights to? Offer stands.” The pout made him laugh. Trey was trying to be something he wasn't, innocent, look like he was offended. He shorted again. Right.

Jesse just grinned down at him, rolling off and looking at him. “I bet she taught you a move or two that night.” He nodded his head. “Ever elusive Spencer. Never caught, never kept. Greatest fcuk there ever was.” He'd heard all the rumors, everything to be said about his dear friend. "So besides tanning, whats your ass doing out here half naked?"

[Travis Spencer]

He laughed, "Well, of course. Whatever you need, that's what I'm here for, keep beds warm all that jazz." He said freeing his wrists from Jesse's hands, finally. He held on to his hips, believing that to be a much better suited place for them. his thumb slipped underneath his shirt and caressed teh skin there softly.

He snorted at the description, "Yea, yea, something like that. It's just always the wrong sort of kids that end up in my bed. NEver the right ones. I'd keep the right ones, Jess."

[Jesse Huber]

He gasped at the touches from his friend and chuckled, keeping himself close and just smirking. “Is there ever going to be a right one Trey? Ever going to be a little birdie that you keep and don't feel like letting go?” He let his eyebrow raise as he teasingly slid his hand up his friends chest and pulled him close, dipping his fingers just barely in his pants.

Jesse just smiled, looking up at him, then yanking him straight on top of him and spreading his legs wide. “Does the great Travis Spencer know who he wants yet, or is he still going to continue to play?” Jesse had played with several people, dated a few here and there, but really he was in the same boat wasn't he.

[Travis Spencer]

He blinked up at Jesse, shaking his head with a shrug. "Not yet. No bird that I want to sing me to sleep as of yet. Not anyone I can truly have. So here I lay in the sun, needing the escape from the fangirls. Though I guess laying out here without a hirt on isn't the ebst way to stay inconspicuous. Laying out here with you on top of me, doesn't help things either." He said with an easy smile.

He looked at Jesse, hands on his thighs now.holding his legs close to his body. "Hmm, I would say you, but that would just inflate that gigantic head of yours more. But you would be a pretty lark to keep. Not just play with. Though," He smirked, face close to Jess', "Playing would most definetly be involved."

[Jesse Huber]

Jesse smiled. “I do hope you find a pretty bird to satisfy you.” He chuckled. “No, I suppose not, even less if I do this..?” He rubbed his hips into his teasingly, then let his hand rake down his back, nails scratching at him lightly. “That help matters any?” He just batted his eyelashes and grinned up at him, doing his very best to look the part of innocent, when certainly not.

If he even knew how that teasing affected him. “Do you think you could land me?” He tilted his head up, eyes bright. “I'm just as uncatchable as you are. Or haven't you heard.” No one kept Jesse Huber for very long. Not yet anyway. “Playing is one of my favorite things to do. I'd go for playing.” He had to snort at the comment though and rolled his eyes even more. “My head is big? You're the one who thinks highly of his dick. Which I have yet to see.”

[Travis Spencer]

He bit his lip, his gaze going a bit hazy and he was sure he had moan, sure that was the reason why the gaggle of girls near them were looking at them so intently. He shook his head, "You'll give them a heart attack Jesse." He said chuckling, voice husky.

He shook his head, "No, you're right. I'd have to catch you first. But I'm like honey love, and you know what they way. Honey works better then vinegar." He wasn't making sense, Jesse was getting to him. He leaned in close, lips grazing his ear, "Don't tempt me Huber, I'll whip out right here."

[Jesse Huber]

“I just rub into you and I'll give them a heart attack? I'm sure if they saw your dick and me bent over it, any position their little minds can muster, you'd be the one giving them that heart attack.” He slid his hand down to the front of his pants and cupped him, rubbing him solidly. “Is that a dare, if so. You're on.” He motioned to him. “Right now.”

Jesse enjoyed these little games. If anyone could get him it was Travis Spencer, there was no doubt in his mind about that. “Oh come on now Spencer.” He slid his hands into his hair and yanked his head down, lips about an inch away. “That it does. What if it still doesn't work. Does that mean you're the next best thing.”

[Travis Spencer]

He did moan this time, with Jesse's hands in his hair, and he kissed him, hard. "I'm better then the next best thing, jack ass and you know it." He said, pulling himself off Jesse. He stood, looked over at the girls and winked.

He looked down at Jesse, unbottoning his pants. He could hear the collective intake of breathe and had to stop the giggling. Someone started to play music and he swayed to it, making an act of stripping. Someone yelled out something about stuffing bills in his pants and he did laugh at that. But his eyes never left Jesse's as he stripped for him, pulling his pants down, no udnerwear, of course not.