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Playbills, Will, Like Porn: Chapter Three

PWLP: Chapter One
PWLP: Chapter Two
PWLP: Chapter Three
PWLP: Chapter Four

Will sat on the bench in front of the piano, trying not to look like he'd just been laid the night before. On the flip side, he also tried not to look pissed to high hell. He suspected he was losing one of those battles he just wasn't sure which one.

At least the kids were focused on a piece they were building for a state wide talent show in the next few weekends. That seemed to keep them from noticing his conflictions. Setting his hands up to start off the next piece for them, Will had trouble remembering some of the notes. Closing his eyes to center himself all he saw was Bryan on his knees in front of him.

"Mr. Shuester?" one of them spoke up and Will shook his head, snapped his open and looked up.

"Yes, sorry, a bit on my mind lately. I'm going to start again at measure three." He gave a forced smile, internally cursing himself. Come on Will, pull it together.

The door swung open and clanged against the wall, interrupting their restart. "What now?" Will muttered and looked over. Sue stomped in and pegged a glare on Will. He raised his eyebrows and watched cautiously.

"Shuester, where is Bryan?" she growled, balled fists planted firmly on her hips.

Will's mouth hung open in disbelief, not sure how to respond to that. His face flushed wondering if somehow someone had found out about his night with Bryan Ryan. "I, I…don't know. Why would I know?"

"You went out with him for a drink last night, trying to talk him into cutting the Cheerios instead of your pathetic Glee Club?" she spat out. Her eyes narrowed on him and she moved closer, lowering her voice and sounding, if possible, more like the devil. "You would drag another person into our battle? This is soon becoming war."

"Uhh…" Will stood up slowly and gave her a questioning look. "Since when wasn't it a war with you, Sue?" he asked and folded his arms over his chest. "And yes, I talked to him about Glee. He's decided not to cut it. He's even trying out for Les Mis," Will smiled triumphantly.

Sue stuck a long finger out sharply in his direction. "The Cheerios will stand long after Glee, Shuester, you hear me?" she turned abruptly and stalked out, probably on the prowl for her next defenseless victim- freshman boy, Cheerio with a life outside of the Cheerios, baby bunny…

Will shook his head and sat back down, head more muddled than before. "Ugh, great day so far. Just fantastic." He took in a deep breath, settled his thoughts and placed his hands on the keys. "Alright, back to work. We've got that tournament in just a few weeks. You're all doing great, by the way."

Will couldn't believe what had just happened. He sat panting on the stage, Bryan behind him. Their breath was labored from the exertion of trying to outdo one another and Will was conflicted with a mix of sexual tension and anger.

Bryan, once everyone else had left the theater, laughed. "That was fun, wasn't it Will?" he asked sagging back a little more, leaning against Will's arm.

Turning around, Will glared into Bryan's eyes, not caring that he flailed off balance from the sudden movement. Hell, it may have even brought a smile to Will's lips. "You stole my song and tried out for the part I was…I'm not sure I would call this fun."

Getting his center back and sitting up, Bryan looked into Will's eyes with a gaze of deviousness. "Oh come on, you can't tell me you don't feel the wonderful tension in all of this. That was hot," he said with a smile.

Will cocked an eyebrow and shook his head watching Bryan. "You have to be the most disturbed person I know." He was going to bitch more but felt something warm on his lips stopping all words. Will's eyes fell to half mast as he laid a hand on Bryan's thigh. He could feel the other man shifting closer, wrapping an arm around Will's neck.

Bryan ran his tongue over Will's lips, pushing his way in to taste the other male. He pressed close looking to kiss Will long enough to get him to shut up. Bryan's hands were wrapped around Will's torso, keeping him as still as he could. He may be a dick but that didn't mean he didn't want the man he was kissing. He just liked to push him around, lead him around, and torment him. It was a pretty fun game and Will fell right into it.

Will was running out of breath and it was getting increasingly hard to move out of Bryan's grasp. He should be upset at this sudden mouth-rape, but really, he was enjoying it. He stomach churned in delight and his pants were getting tight in a very inconvenient spot. Yanking back he sucked in a deep breath and pulled his hands up to place them on Bryan's chest, keeping him back. "I think we should talk about this before we keep, um, doing this…"

A laugh escaped Bryan's lips and he shrugged, letting Will go momentarily. "Yeah, sure. I think we should just go back to your place and contemplate who is going to get the part while we have competitive sex." A smile crept across Bryan's face. "You know, throw those heated looks at each other again."

"You're just terrible," Will sighed and pushed back further, getting to his feet. "How about we just stop?"

Bryan shook his head and climbed to his feet as well. He closed the space between them fairly quickly.

A woman's voice rang out from the aisle. "You know, I'm still here." It was the large woman who'd been trying out before their duet. She was watching them with a grin that would haunt both Will and Bryan for a long time.

"Right, my house, let's go," Will spat out, grabbing Bryan's hand and taking off with him.

Will was lying naked on his bed, head nestled back in the blankets and arms tied up to the headboard. The blankets that had been on his bed were strewn on the floor. Bryan stood at the end of his bed, in nothing but his own flesh as well. That hungry look in his eyes had Will's cock stirring in excitement.

"Mm, you look good all laid out for me," Bryan smirked climbing up onto the bed and very slowly making his way up over Will. Bryan was hard for him already and that only made Will squirm even more. He wasn't sure what to expect from the man but he was sure that it would be the best thing he'd experienced since, well, the other night. Funny, both of these nights of wonder involved this sadistic ass looming above him emanating sexual prowess.

Bryan dipped his head down and swirled his warm tongue along the hollow of Will's throat. He added a little nip then kissed his way along his neck, jaw and up to his lips. Delving his tongue deep in Will's mouth, he was becoming very used to the curves and dips of it.

Will was really enjoying this. The pain of the ropes tied just too tightly around his wrists, where had Bryan found that rope anyway, the feel of Bryan's tongue on his own, the warmth of another body pressed close to his was near ecstasy and he hadn't even done much yet.

Reaching over to the bedside table, Bryan opened the drawer and rummaged through it, reaching for the lube that he'd left there from last time. "Knew you wouldn't toss that," he chuckled and squeezed it out into his palm. Placing the jar back, Bryan reached behind himself and grabbed a hold of Will's cock with his lubed hand, rubbing the gel up and down his length.

Straddling Will, looking down into his arms, Bryan positioned himself just right and eased back down onto his erection taking Will into himself. Both men groaned in unison. Bryan started a rhythmic rocking, sliding up and down Will in pleasuring strokes. He smiled at the sound of Will's moans and sighs. "That's right Will, sing for me," he breathed out.

Will strained against the ropes that held him, pulsing his hips in time with Bryan's. He wanted to feel Bryan, more than just this, but lying there helpless to Bryan's tendings had his head spinning. "Bryan," he choked out when the man rocked his hips hard. It sent wonderful pulses of heat ricocheting through his body.

Bryan would have laughed had he not been in the middle of his own gasp and moan. Their hips rocked together faster, harder. Will's hands grappled with the ropes. Bryan's hands dug into the soft skin of Will's chest. Will dug his feet into the bed, pulsing upwards and deeper into Bryan. He was rewarded with a deep groan and short cut nails running in red lines down his bared skin. That was enough to send them both tumbling over the edge into sweet ecstasy.

They collapsed together afterwards, Will still tied but too tired to fight against his bonds any longer. Bryan was too busy catching his breath to let him loose. "Wow," Will breathed out.

"Mm, I concur. Aren't you glad you brought me home again?" he asked with a cocky grin. He glanced up at Will's hands and snickered. "Oops, forgot." He moved up to let Will go and reeled from an immediate slap across the face.

"Now I feel better," Will said getting up and locating his boxers. Two could play Bryan's games.

Bryan sat on the bed, watching Will head out towards the kitchen down the hall, stunned.