Date: Mon, 23 Oct 2000 01:42:55 -0700 (PDT)
From: Vashon Logwood <blaxmax20@excite.com>
Subject: The Mad Method of Durst (celeb)

Disclaimer: First off, If you are under the age of 18 or it is illegal to
view this material where you are.....then you need to leave immediately.
And next my story deals with the celebrities Method Man and Fred Durst.
This is a story fueled by fantasy and in no way do I claim to know their
sexual preferences. So take this as a fantasy writing please. Now if you
have any comments or story suggestion (or you just want to write a email
saying whassup) hit me at blaxmax20@excite.com


	The music was so loud that it filled the room. Nothing could be
heard but the beat of the music coming form the sound sustem. That was the
way Fred Durst liked to hear his music blasting. He was laying on his bed
looking up at the ceiling bored. His bandmates were all spending time with
their families so he was stuck in the house alone tonight. Just then the
phone rung. Something told Fred to pick the phone up. Fred was so bored he
contemplated just letting the phone ring till it stopped. "Hey....Whats
up," Fred said into the telephone. "Whassup my man this is Meth," Method
Man answered back into the telephone. "Man, whats going down," Fred said
perking up wondering whether he might want to hang out tonight. "Nothing
man I was wondering the same thing," Method said on the phone. Then there
was silence for a second. "Well, you want to do something," Fred proposed
to Method. "Yeah man, I'll be there in five minutes," Method Man said
hanging up the phone. Fred figured he must have been on his cell phone for
it only to take 5 minutes to get to where he was. Fred got up from the bed
and headed for the kitchen. He grabbed a piece of pizza from that afternoon
and popped it in the microwave. Just then the doorbell rung which was
followed by a knock. Fred ran over to the door. There stood Method Man in
his black khaki pants and Black T-shirt. He walked in and stood in the door
for almost a minute. Fred was still in his gray shorts and white T-shirt.
"So what we going to do tonight," Fred asked Method. "Whatever we do its
way to early to do it...all the clubs don't get bumping till midnight,"
Method Man said pulling a joint out of his pocket. He lit the joint and
started smoking it. "We can head to your room and hit up playstation and I
can beat that ass," Method said between inhales of smoke. "Yeah right
Meth...its on now," Fred said grabbing the pizza from the kitchen and
heading to the room.

	Once they were in the room, Fred switched on the playstation and
sat on the floor in fromt of the bed with one of the cotrollers. Method Man
hopped on the floor next to him and they started playing the game. After a
few minutes, Method Man started to feel hot. "Damn man, you ever heard of
air conditioning," Method said jokingly to Fred. "Oh sorry, I can switch it
on," Fred said getting up. Method Man put his hand on Fred Durst shoulder
and said," Thats alright man....I can take my shirt off." Method took his
shirt off and revealed a well defined chest. Fred found himself staring at
it. Fred deep down wish that he could have a body like that. Fred kept his
shirt on. And they kept playing the playstation. " Damn man, you ever heard
of deodorant," Method said to Fred Durst. Just then Fred took a whiff of
himself and he was rank. He got up to go get some deodorant on when Method
Man stood up. "Its cool...I'm just fucking with you," Method Man said
looking at Fred deeply. "Your smell turns me on," Method Man said rubbing
Fred Durst head. Fred was speechless. Fred was also extremely hard. "Lose
the shirt," Method shot the command. Not as cofident about his body Fred
was hesistant about. When Method came up to him and lifted his shirt. "I
love you body," Method Man whispered in his ear. Fred could sell the stink
of weed on his body. As Fred took breaths, he got higher and higher on the
smell of the weed. Fred got higher the heat that both their body created at
that moment. Just then Method came in close and let his tongue invade
Fred's mouth. Fred legs began to go weak as his tongue wared with Meth's
invading tongue. Then Method pulled away from Fred and looked at him. Fred
dropped his shorts and stood in his boxers looking at Meth for approval.
Method simply gave him a vague smile. Method then started to unzip his
pants. Then they slid down his legs and Meth slipped them off and stood in
his boxer brief. Fred eyes was glued to Meth's dick (which was definitely
hard). Fred went over to the bed and motioned for Meth to come and get
it. Method Man didn't have to be asked twice he hopped into the bed and
went right back to kissing Fred. Method Man was deifintely the dominating
one. Their body began to rub and create sweat between the two. They were
both definitely wet and their body began to stank of hot sex. Method Man
went down to Fred's nipples and began to suck away. Fred now began to
moan. Fred had never been with a guy. And this new experience was
definitely making him change his mind about what he was about. Fred at that
moment was thinking, I could stay in Meth's arms forever. Then Method Man
ran his tongue slowly across the nipple and a moan escaped from Fred's
mouth. Then Method man ran his hand and caressed Fred's cock through the
underwear. Fred body withered from the constant touching of his body. In
one sweep, Meth pulled Fred's underwear down and Fred's cock stood at
attention. Method Man went lower and lower till he got to Fred's cock.
Method Man ran his tongue up and down the shaft of the cock while tweaking
the nipples with his hand. He knew he had Fred where he wanted him but he
need to seal the deal. Method put the cock in his mouth and started bobbing
up and down on it. Fred was in total pleasure zone. But then Method started
to suck ever so roughly on Fred's balls. Fred let out a moan that would
almost count as a scream as Meth just continued at his work. Then Method
stopped and said," Suck me." He then took his hand and guided Fred's head
down to his dick. Fred pulled the boxer briefs down and started going at
the dick. Its was 9" and kind of thick but Fred was handling it like a
pro. Meth's eyes were rolling inside his head. The Meth pulled his dick
from Fred's lip and went down and flipped Fred on his back.

	Meth left Fred on the bed on his back. He went into the bathroom in
search of some lube. There he found a jar of vaseline and headed back to
the bed. Meth took his finger into the jar and got a big glob on his finger
and put some on Fred's hole. Fred knew what was coming and his heart began
to beat a mile a minute. Method Man then lubed up his dick. He placed his
dick at the entrance of Fred's ass. Then Meth push his dick up Fred in one
thrust. The pain caused Fred to scream out and try and squirm to get from
under Meth. But Meth was nto having any of that. He held down with his body
weight. He gave Fred some time to get use to the feel. And after a while,
Fred felt the pain change to pleasure. Method Man started to ride him.
Hard. Fred was moaning uncontrollably like a bitch in heat. He was
embarassed of himself but he couldn't help it. The initial fuck seemed to
last forever but then Method let loose his cum into Fred. Fred was so
turned on by it that he came soon after (without touching himself). Method
Man rolled off of Fred. Then Fred was about to get up and clean himself off
and out when Meth grabbed him and said,"Go to sleep." Fred layed wrapped in
his arm. Just then Method Man whispered in his ear," You might not know it
now but you are mine. You have an itch that only I can scratch and you know
that. You're my bitch." Just then Fred went to sleep not caring if it meant
he was Meth's bitch as long as he gets some more good loving.


			  to be continued.......