Date: Sat, 11 Dec 2004 17:16:49 -0800 (PST)
From: rocky simpson <niftyrocky@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Day After Tomorrow - Part 2

DISCLAIMER: The following story is fiction and does
not necessarily represent the sexuality of actors or
characters involved. The author has no knowledge of
the actors' sexuality and this is purely a work of
fiction.

The Day After Tomorrow - Part 2
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By: Rocky

They say in life, all roads eventually lead you back
to home. The question for Jake was, where would his
road lead him? He'd seen his friends all take their
roads, all winding down different courses then one
they'd expected. Jake sure wasn't expecting this. He
and Dennis were meant for eachother. From the time
their silvery-sparkled eyes met to the time Jake was
standing tall, covered in sweat as his cowboy rode him
hard. Forever - such a funny word, now that you think
about it. Can anyone truly be together forever? Any
hope of that was now sure gone as Jake felt broken and
alone, watching the streetlights pass him by in the
backseat of a seedy taxicab.

Apparently, Jake's road led to a nightclub called Ice.
Jake had heard of it before, a local gay club around
town. The driver decided to drop him off here, as he
had all the other casualties who had come streaming
out of Dennis' Manhattan apartment. Everyone from Road
Trip cutie Breckin Meyer to Cruel Intentions hunk Ryan
Phillippe had stumbled into this oasis soon after
Dennis had taken his cock out of their asses for the
last time. Ice accepted everyone, from the kinkiest
bear to the virginal twink. Jake had been a few times,
and everytime somehow ended up on his knees doing what
he does best, apparently. Jake reached for the door
handle as the driver whispered something in his ear.

	"Hey kid, don't try to take anything to big." The
driver 		 muttered as Jake exited the vehicle.

Jake scoffed as he slammed the door shut behind him.
Too big? Nothing was too big. Jake's holes were
bottomless. Although he'd only been fucked a couple
times, his first time was amazing. His high school gym
teacher had sure taught this boy a lesson, a lesson in
keeping his legs over his shoulders.

Jake reached for the door the handle, and casually
entered the private club. He scanned the crowd,
looking for new prey he could take into the backroom.
He immediately headed for the bar, a place he would
remain a fixture for the rest of the night. As he sat
down, a blonde haired boy swiveled his chair.

	"Jake, Jake Gyllenhaal??" the boy asked.

	"Yeah?" Jake reponsded

	"It's Chad..Chad Michael Murray. I'm a huge fan.
Wow..I 			 didn't know you were gay." Chad said with
shock.

	"Yeah..well not many people do." Jake stated, playing
with 		 his watch.

	"Dude..I'm just here trying to find answers to my
problem at 		the bottom of an empty bottle. I just got
dumped. God, 			George can be an asshole." Chad
revealed.

	"Man, I just got dumped to. Dennis fucked me over,
what a 		shock. What is it with older guys, anyway?"
Jake questioned, 		staring into his now empty glass of
scotch as if looking for 		answers.

	"I don't know. It's like they fuck you, but after
they throw 		 you out like a piece of trash." Chad
sighed.

	"Yeah..it's crap, man." Jake responded.

	"Well, I got an early shoot in the morning. Here's my
number 		 - give me a call sometime. Later." Chad said
as he exited 		the bar stool.

Jake stared at the paper, then quickly shoved it into
his jacket pocket. He stood up, fresh scotch in hand,
and quickly made his way into the back of the club. He
walked past one of the private back rooms on the left,
and looked inside to notice the inhabitants. The OC
hunk Benjamin McKenzie was clad only in a wifebeater,
thrusting his huge cock into the awaiting ass of a
dark-haired boytoy. Jake looked closer to see who the
bottom was. Holy crap! It was Adam Brody, Ben's
costar, bent over taking it up the ass.

	"You just gonna stand there? Feed him your cock
dude!" Ben 		 shouted.

	"No thanks..I'll pass." Jaked shrugged off the offer
with a 		laugh.

	"Well dude if your into older guys..fuck yeah harder
Ben 		harder...I hear Julian McMahon is fucking the
living shit out 	of Kerr Smith right next door." Adam
offered up an 				alternative.

	"Maybe..be careful Adam..I think Ben's about to cum."
Jake 		warned as he continued his search through the
club.

Jake made his way to the next room. Sure enough, there
was Kerr Smith, moaning softly as he slowly bobbed his
head up and down on Julian McMahon's donkey dick. His
puppy dog brown eyes looked up at the older man, and
were met with a silent nod.

	"Hey..you wanna get fucked?" Julian propositioned.

	"Been there, done that." Jake responded.

	Jake made his way over to room number 3. This room
held something he couldn't say no to.

THE END

To be continued...