Date: Thu, 29 Apr 1999 19:14:16 +0900 From: Andrej Koymasky <andrejkoymasky@geocities.com> Subject: Star's Shadow 00 ---------------------------- THE STAR'S SHADOW Written by Andrej Koymasky October 6th 1993 translated by the Author English text kindly revised by Hank ----------------------------- USUAL DISCLAIMER "THE STAR SHADOW" is a gay story, with some parts containing graphic scenes of sex between males. So, if in your land, religion, family, opinion and so on this is not good for you, it will be better not to read this story. But if you really want, or because YOU don't care, or because you think you really want to read it, please be my welcomed guest. ----------------------------- 00 - DREAMS Jean Luc was lying on his small bed with just the night table lamp lit. He looked at the pictures in his album one by one as his mini-stereo softly played the latest songs of his idol in the background. ... Patrick Dupuis, at the beginning of his career six years earlier with his rock and roll look and the kid next door face ... Patrick at the Etoile on his black bike with a crowd of yelling fans in the background ... Patrick in front of a farmhouse with an electric guitar leaning nearby and with a wide smile on his face ... Patrick with his band just before he stopped playing the guitar with them and became the famous soloist singer-composer ...Patrick at the Olympia where Jean Luc had seen him for the first time in person. Jean Luc had purchased the ticket from a scalper using almost all of his savings. And then his treasure... the autographed picture. Patrick's voice was singing in the background, "Lonely boy, don't be scared, See, I'm holding you my hand..." Jean Luc turned another page and there was the bare-chested Patrick in the floodlights, wearing gray fitted leather trousers as he sang ... Jean Luc moved his hand between his thighs and grasped his quickly enlarging member while admiring the singer's sensual body. He slowly masturbated to the rhythm of Patrick's voice as he repeatedly kissed the big picture in his album. Jean Luc fantasized that he was really kissing the sensous body that had for the last six years filled his erotic dreams. He masturbated for a long while quietly feeling the pleasure rising in him and forgetting about his small dingy room in the hotel basement where he slept between the cook and another waiter. He fantasized that he was in Patrick's dressing room after one of his performances kneeling in front of his idol as if in prayer. He was waiting to open the swollen, full basket which was in front of his eyes. In his fantasy he leaned forward into the hidden treasure so that he could worship the swelling with his mouth... He felt his orgasm building, but he didn't want to come yet. He slowed the movements of his hand to prolong the sweet pleasure-filled thoughts and only lightly caressed his shaft enough to keep it hard. Patrick's warm, slightly hoarse, deep, sweet, winning, strong, vibrating voice, sang: "Alone, you and I, in the red sunset rays, and the black powerful trees, in front of the waiting sea, waiting to rock us, forever..." He kissed the pictures again and closing his eyes he resumed his self-pleasuring while he imagined entering the sea holding Patrick's hand so they could make love in the warm waves, forever... And waves, waves of pleasure wrapped him and rose stronger and stronger in his body until, finally, they overflowed and released their white foam through the member throbbing in his hand. With breath-catching pants, Jean Luc relaxed. Putting the album down next to him, he lightly caressed his chest and tummy until he was lulled by Patrick's voice.. Looking at his watch, he realized he had only seven hours to sleep before he had to resume his duties as a floor waiter. He cleansed himself of his seed and fell asleep, dreaming about his beloved Patrick... ----------------------------- CONTINUES IN CHAPTER 1 ----------------------------- In my home page I've put some of my stories. If someone wants to read them, the URL is http://www.geocities.com/~andrejkoymasky/ If you want to send me feed-back, please e-mail at andrejkoymasky@geocities.com ---------------------------