Chris stormed into the room and threw his bad to the floor. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," he screamed. "I fucking hate this job."

Jeff watched him from the bed, a little scared. He'd never seen Chris this angry before. "Baby? What's happened?"

"Vince is what fucking happened. He fucking bawled me out for the stuff I did with Steph, despite the fact that it was her fucking idea. He said I should know better and shouldn't take advantage of her good nature. I mean, fucking hell, you and me must be the only people in the locker room who haven't taken advantage of her so-called 'good nature'. When will Vince realize that she's a slut, and furthermore, she absolutely loves it?" Chris was pacing the room, practically tearing his hair out. "Why me? I now have to work the next three fucking house shows which means I can't come home with you like I promised."

"Oh babe." Jeff sighed, they'd both been looking forward to going down to Cameron for the weekend.

Chris noticed his lover's disappointment and calmed down a little, then sat on the edge of the bed and took Jeff's hand. "I'm sorry angel. I totally ruined everything."

"It doesn't matter Chris, we can always do it another time." Jeff looked at Chris and tried to smile, but felt so disappointed and upset it was hard to.

"It does matter, and I'm sorry. And I'm gonna spend the rest of the night showing you how sorry I am."

Jeff looked surprised. "I thought you had to go to another meeting with Shane?"

"I cancelled." Chris grinned a little. "You, my baby, are far more important."

Jeff giggled a little. "I am? Then you best show me."

Chris prompted Jeff to stand on the bed, and proceeded to undress him, Jeff acting like a model, posing and pulling silly faces, making Chris laugh. Once he was naked, the Canadian prompted him to lay back down, and Jeff's silly mood dispersed as he watched his lover. His breathing became a little heavier, and his gaze hazy.

Chris pressed his naked body to Jeff's, kissing him thoroughly. Jeff responded with passion, their tongues meeting in a heated dance. It hadn't been this frenzied for weeks, but Jeff was determined to make the most of Chris when he was in this mood.

"Babe." He gasped. "I'm yours. Please, do what you want to me… take out your frustrations on me… I'm yours Chris."

The blond looked up, a little shocked. "Jeffie? What are you saying? Sweetie… tell me what you want… this is supposed to all be for you tonight."

"Then do this. Dominate me Chris." Jeff smiled his seductive, innocent smile and Chris was putty in his hands. Who would be dominating who at this point was definitely questionable. "You can act out your fantasies if you want."

Chris' mind immediately went to his most recent fantasy that he'd had about Jeff. He'd seen the younger man looking through a sex toys catalogue, and he'd seemed very interested in one particular section. Chris had taken the opportunity and purchased a few items, and realized now would be the perfect chance to put at least some of them to use.

"Lie back on the bed." Chris' voice took an authoritative tone and Jeff did exactly what he said, eyes wide and wondering. He watched as the Canadian moved over to his bag, and retrieved an item. Jeff tried to see what it was but Chris had hidden it behind his back, so Jeff had no idea what it was.

"Chris?" Jeff said softly, his voice questioning. "What is that?"

"Shh." Chris laughed. "You'll find out." He placed the object at the side of the bed, out of Jeff's view. "Now baby, just lie back and let me pleasure you."

The younger man closed his eyes and snuggled into the pillows, resting his head and waiting for the sensations that he knew Chris would soon arouse in him. Sure enough, he felt his lover's lips brush along his throat and slowly, oh so slowly, reach his nipples. He felt Chris suck at the erect buds, licking and biting the sensitive skin, sending little shocks of electricity through that slim body. That talented tongue trailed further down Jeff's soft skin, until it reached that little patch of hair just above his cock. Teasing, Chris blew on the hair, tickling Jeff.

Then he moved his attention to Jeff's cock, at first just trailing his fingers up and down the throbbing shaft, only increasing his arousal. He considered using his hidden object now, but knew that would only spoil the surprise for later. Instead, for some reason Stephanie came into his mind again and his anger grew. Jeff realized the stimulation had ceased and opened his eyes, looking at Chris warily.

"Babe?"

Absolutely incensed, Chris slid his mouth down on Jeff's cock and began sucking voraciously, to an almost painful extent. Jeff yelped in shock, then closed his eyes and was soon lost in the feelings, knowing that he would climax soon if Chris didn't stop that.

He didn't stop. Jeff moaned in delight and somehow managed to speak. "Chris… gonna cum… fuck." His body tensed and Chris began to swallow Jeff's seed, some of it spilling over his chin and over the sheets. Eventually Jeff came down off his high and Chris sat up, motioning for the spent Jeff to join him and share the taste of the frenzied sexual encounter. Still breathing heavily, Jeff licked away the cum from Chris' chin, then rested his body against the Canadian, clinging to him as if his life depended on it.

"You OK?" Jeff was surprised by how arousing that had been. He figured that Chris must have taken his frustrations out on his cock, and made a mental note to make Chris angry more often if that was the reaction.

Chris nodded, his anger now dissipated. He pushed Jeff back onto the bed, taking a moment to look at his sweat drenched body, and loving the fact that he was the only man who could make Jeff feel that good.

"I'm gonna fuck you Jeffie, but first I want you to do something for me." The blond was surprised by how much his voice was shaking. "Prepare yourself for me babe."

Jeff nodded thoughtfully, and looked to the bottle of lube by the side of the bed. Right now, he was in control. Chris picked up the lube and opened it, liberally coating Jeff's fingers with the thick liquid. Jeff traced his fingers over his opening, spreading the gooey liquid over himself, before working one finger a little way in. He closed his eyes and relaxed himself, knowing by his own reactions when he was ready to push another finger in.

Chris watched, stroking himself a little. It was such an erotic sight: the concentration on Jeff's face, the look of intense but not fulfilling pleasure, it was wonderful. He knew Jeff's reactions almost as well as he knew his own, and when the younger man's mouth fell open and his body started to shake a little Chris knew now was the time. He reached over the bed and retrieved what he was looking for.

"Jeffie?"

Jeff opened his eyes and looked straight into Chris' blue eyes, drowning in passion. This his gaze moved to the item Chris held in his hand. A vibrator. His breath caught in his throat, and he gasped.

"Chris… wow."

"Jeffie… I want to watch you fuck yourself with this. Will you do that for me?"

Jeff nodded, holding out his hand and taking the vibrator, smearing it with lube, then slowly, gently, pressing it to his opening. Chris watched his reactions with interest. When Jeff pressed the plastic a little way into himself, he winced, unused to the material, but he soon adjusted to the feeling, pushing it a little further in until it reached his prostate. He jumped, having never caused that wonderful feeling in himself before. Chris smiled, watching Jeff explore his own reactions, becoming more confident as he learnt more about his own body.

Eventually Chris could take it no more. He put his hand over Jeff's and gently took over the motion, pushing the vibrator in and out of Jeff, sending electric currents and stars through his veins. Jeff's head was rolling about on the pillow; he was lost now, lost, drowning in the sensations. Chris' other hand reached and stroked Jeff's cock again, wanting to coax another orgasm from him. But before he made him climax, Chris wanted to be buried inside his lover.

When he removed the vibrator, Jeff groaned in disappointment, but that empty feeling soon disappeared when Chris replaced the plastic with his cock, again brushing Jeff's prostate with each thrust. Chris stopped stroking Jeff's cock and just held his hips firm as he thrust in and out of him; Jeff was so close he didn't need any more stimulation.

"Jeff," Chris screamed, and flooded into the younger man, holding his hips close so that the joining of the two lovers was so much closer and more intimate. The feeling of the Canadian filling him triggered Jeff's own orgasm, and he eventually collapsed on the bed, exhausted. Chris lay next to him, then took Jeff in his arms, not caring about the mess they had made.

"Did you like that baby?" Chris asked softly.

"Wow, how did you know… who told you I'd always dreamed of doing that?" Jeff nuzzled his lover's chest, feeling safe and comfortable there.

"I always take an interest in your reading material Jeffie." Chris laughed softly, watching the younger man blush as he realized. "You don't have to hide it from me… I figure you and me could play around with a few other things from that catalogue too."

"I just wasn't sure if you were into that." Jeff said quietly. "I didn't want to scare you off."

"It'll take more than that baby." Chris snuggled up close to his lover, closing his eyes. "I'm sorry I messed up our weekend."

"It isn't your fault Chris. I'll go see Vince tomorrow, and if I can't change his mind, I'll say I'm working too. At least that way we'll still be able to spend the weekend together." Jeff smiled.

"You'd do that? You'd give up your time off for me?" Chris was amazed.

"Sure would. You're worth it. And isn't it better you letting out your frustrations like you did tonight than just getting angry with Vince and getting into more trouble?"

"Damn right. Maybe I should get stressed out more often."

As Jeff drifted off to sleep, he really hoped that Chris would.