Date: Fri, 1 Apr 2011 03:49:41 +0200
From: clio cazzimiei <cliomiao@hotmail.it>
Subject: uc hollywood 24

Before you read this, make sure you've read chapter 22, when I posted
chapter 23 I had forgotten to put 22 first. The Nifty Archivist has kindly
inserted it with a date that came before so it could be in the right order.


Chapter 24

-Oh fuck yeah!- Justin was riding his professor's cock, his hands on
Chris's chest pinning him down to the king-sized bed of Chris's apartment.

-You like it, kid? You like it when I fuck you like this?- To make his
point, Chris thrusted his hips upwards, making Justin bounce as his
teacher's cock was completely shoved up his ass.

Then, without much effort, he sat up and pushed Justin down, so that he was
now on top, fucking him with his legs on his shoulders.  Justin loved how
strong and powerful his lover was.

And Chris still couldn't believe that he was fucking this amazingly
handsome boy. Justin's ass was still incredibly tight, even though he had
fucked him everyday at least twice a day in the past two weeks. He had lost
count of how many times he had cummed in that sweet hole, but soon it was
going to be one more.

-You ready kiddo? I'm going to fill your ass up!- He gave one last thrust
as spurt after spurt of cum started to flow from his cock directly in
Justin's ass.

The two remained like that, Chris's cock going soft inside Justin's chute.

-I could stay like this forever.- smiled Chris.

-Fuck, I gotta go.- replied Justin looking at the clock. He pushed his
teacher away and got up, looking for his clothes.

-That wasn't exactly the reaction I was looking for.-

-It's not that I don't wanna stay, but the semester's almost over and exams
are coming up. And in the past days I've always been here. Of course, I
could stay over more if a certain professor would give me a little hint on
the test...-

-Oh no. It's bad enough that I'm fucking a student, I'm not going to help
him cheat.-

-Fine. Then have fun with your hand, 'cause I'll be busy studying.-

Justin finished getting dressed and was about to leave, when Chris grabbed
his hand.

-Goodbye kiss?-

Justin kissed him.

-Goodbye.-

There was one main reason that Justin hadn't started studying yet, apart
from all the fucking. He had been staying at Adam's, but his books were
still in his dorm room. Which meant with Ryan. He still hadn't seen him
since their fight, and he hadn't answered any of his calls. But he knew he
still had feelings for him, or he would have told the police about Reese's
letter.

But he couldn't procastinate anymore. He made his way to the dorm, hoping
that Ryan was at football practice. Of course, he wasn't that lucky.

He opened the door and found a depressed-looking Ryan, shirtless and
unshaved. And, judging by the smell, also unshowered.

-Justin! You're back!- He ran to hug him, but Justin stepped back to avoid
him.

-You don't really think I've forgotten everything?-

-Justin... I was so sorry about the way I treated. I tried calling you a
thousand times to apologize.-

-Ryan, that doesn't make it okay! How do I know you didn't murder Reese?-

-Because I loved her!-

Justin gave him a sad smile.

-People do stupid things when they're in love.-

-Justin, you have to believe me. I'll go to the police with the letter if
it's what you want.-

-You really would?-

-Well, yeah, but I actually couldn't, because after the fight wih you I
panicked and I kinda burnt it.-

Justin rolled his eyes.

-God, Ryan, you're either the killer or you're really, really stupid.-

-I would have never hurt Reese.-

-But she knew about professor Nicholson.-

-What's professor Nicholson got to do with it?-

-Oh, c'mon, I found out, it was quite obvious that he's your father.-

Ryan stayed silent for a couple of seconds.

-Professor Nicholson is my father?!!! What the fuck?!!!-

-Oh god, you really are that stupid.-



Episode 9 Lies of Our Fathers

Starring: Justin Timberlake

               Ryan Phillippe

               Rihanna

               Britney Spears

               Chad Michael Murray

                Paris Hilton

And...  Chris Evans

Also starring: Adam Brody, Tom Welling, Jack Nicholson, Monica Bellucci,
Fergie, Jessica Simpson, Beyoncè







Rihanna had never exactly been the type of girl who liked spending the
morning in bed, cuddling with her boyfriend. Actually, she hadn't had a a
guy to call her boyfriend since kindergarden, only one night stands and
fuck buddies.

-So... What do you wanna do today?- Adam stroked her hair.

-I was thinking of never leaving this bed. Not today, not tomorrow, never.-

-Well...  As wonderful as that would be, it's not just an excuse to not
introduce me to your friends? You said you were gonna do that at dinner
tonight! It's "bring a date" night in the sorority, isn't it?-

-Don't worry. I love you. And I'm sure my sisters will like you.- noticing
Adam's skeptical look on his face, she added: -It might take some time, but
they will like you once they get to know you. Eventually. Maybe.-

-I don't care about what they think, as long as I've got you.-

-Aaaaw. That's so sweet and...- Rihanna suddenly shivered -Fuck. Are we
becoming one of those lovey dovey couple that people can't be around 'cause
they're always holding hands and calling themselves with petnames?-

-Is it because I called you Princess RiRi last night?-

-Yeah, that was kinda disturbing.-

-I've told you, it's only because I've got this fantasy where you're a
princess who's been kidnapped by a evil chaotic earth dragon of level 23
and I'm a level 30 monk elf who saves you with my dagger of doom and...-

-The only dagger of doom I want right now is this one.- Rihanna grabbed
Adam's cock, which immediately went hard.

-Okay, one last time, but then I have to finish my criminal law essay, it's
due for before the test and I still have two hundred words left...- said
Adam getting a condom.

-Wait, what? Essay?! Test?!!!!- Rihanna got up, panicking -Is it January
already?!-

-Almost february.-

-Fuck. I hate California and the fucking lack of seasons.- She started
getting dressed.

-What about my dagger of doom?- whined Adam.

-You're a monk, aren't you? Use your level 3 talent in hand-to-hand
combat.-

-Mmm, somebody's been reading my Player Manual. This turns me on so much.-

-I was in the bathroom, and it was either that or The Quantum Of Physics
Handbook. I love you, but not enough to start doing Role Playing. Unless
it's the kinky kind.-

-So... I'll see you tonight at the house?-

-If I manage to finish the essay in time, yes.-

-You only have seven hours.-

-Oh, I'm a beast at last minute essay writing. I'll see you tonight.-
Rihanna kissed Adam on the lips and left.



Justin and Rihanna weren't the only ones who were having troubles with
studying. Chad, who until then had always had top grades in everything,
could never find the time to study. Mainly because most of his time he was
on his hand and knees getting fucked by Tom Welling.

He had never been anybody's bitch, unless it was for his own profit; but
Tom had completely taken over his life. He used him whenever he was
hornyand then fucked off; and Chad simply couldn't say no to that sex
god. The problem was, Tom was horny a lot. Most of the times, he would just
call one of his sluts and demand a blowjob, but after finding a willing ass
in Chad who lived in his same house, he had become lazy and often opted for
the easiest and nearest option.

This had put Chad's studying and evil scheming to an halt. Everytime, he
tried to bring himself to just say no, but it was nearly impossible.

So when that morning Tom came in his room without even knocking, shirtless
and wearing just a pair of sweatpants that did very little to cover his
monster erection, Chad just closed his book resigned.

-Not now, Tom.- he tried not too convinced.

-And what am I going to do about this?- Tom grabbed his crotch -C'mon,
don't make me wait, get on your hands and knees.-

-I've got to do study...- said Chad, but didn't stop Tom from turning him
around and bending him on the desk. And he didn't stop him from lowering
his jeans and slapping his ass cheeks.

-Just what I needed.- Tom spitted in his own hand and used the spit to lube
his hard cock, then shoved it in with no other preparation. Despite being
fucked everyday, Chad's hole still wasn't completely used to the invasion
of such a big dick, so he still had to stop himself from screaming. He
managed to only let out a little whimper. This didn't stop Tom from
starting fucking him hard and fast right away.

Soon, all that could be heard was flesh slapping, Chad's moans and Tom's
heavy breathing. Until Tom's mobile phone started ringing.

Tom answered without stopping his hard fucking.

-Oh, hi honey.-

Chad didn't know who "honey" was, but she had been calling Tom a lot
lately. As always, Tom just answered the phone, trying to keep his voice
steady as he didn't even slow his pace drilling Chad's ass.

-Are you already on campus? Yeah, yeah, of course...-

As he talked, Tom started going slower but deeper, pushing his cock as far
as it would go, making Chad moan. To shut him up, Tom put his hand over
Chad's mouth and then resumed the fucking.

-Okay, sure, see you there.... Mmgh...- Tom couldn't stop a little grunt as
he thrusted -Sorry, just doing heavy lifting... I decided to move the
furniture in my room. Yeah... See you later... Bye...-

Tom hang up and then sped up his thrusting in Chad.

Chad was waiting for the stud's big load to spurt on his ass, but instead,
Tom withdrew his cock.

-Sorry, I've got another pussy to cum into.- smirked Tom, pulling his
trousers back up. -See you later, Chad.-

He slapped Chad's ass and left, leaving him bent on the desk, butt naked
and outraged.

This was too much. Being used for sex was bad enough, but being left
unsatisfied for some cheap slut? Oh no. He didn't know how, but he was
going to find a way to get over Tom. He was Chad Michael Murray. Nothing
could stop him from getting what he wanted.



-Jack Nicholson is my father? I... I...  Oh god, I won't look like him when
I get old, will I?- Ryan was still in shock.

-I don't think we need to worry about how you'll look when you're old right
now.-

-Then what should I worry about?-

-That if you didn't know, then you're not the killer, and that's good, but
it also means someone else is.-

-Well, captain obvious much?-

-We have to find him!-

-Do we?-

-Well... No, not really, but I think it would really help our relationship
to get this story past us.-

-So we still have a relationship?-

-I don't know. Ryan, it's complicated...-

-Let me make it easy for you.- Ryan took Justin's head in his hands and
just kissed him.

Justin closed his eyes, and couldn't help himself but kiss him back. It
only lasted a couple of minutes.

-So... What do you think?-

-I think... Who gives a fuck about the killer?- Justin kissed Ryan again,
forcefully, while roaming his hands under his shirt.

It was a matter of minutes before they were naked on the bed.

The only problem was, they weren't as alone as they thought they were.

Professor Evans had come to Justin's room just five minutes before, to
actually give him a hint on the test and maybe get some sex in exchange for
it. He knew it was wrong, but well... Sex was sex. And he really was
falling for that kid.

So he went there, but just when he was about to knock, he had heard him and
Ryan talking. He couldn't tell exactly the words, but it seemed like a
heated discussion. And then there was less talking and more moaning, and
Chris had realised the terrible truth. The two had hooked up again. Luckily
for Chris, he knew the perfect way to get rid of Ryan.



Rihanna had been writing for two hours straight on her laptop. She was
proud of herself. Her essay sucked and was basically a copy and paste from
wikipedia, but it was almost over, and it was only early afternoon which
meant she still had time to study, get ready for the dinner and introduce
Adam to her sisters. She just needed to save it and print it. But first,
since she had spare time, she could surf a bit the internet.

She loved the internet. It was basically a never ending archive of naked,
sweaty hunks just waiting for her to click on their pictures.

She went to her favorite site, nakedfiremen.com, and found even more
amazing news: a banner was shining on the right of her screen, saying
"you're the 100000 visitor! Click her to win a holiday to the barbados". If
there was something Rihanna loved more than firemen, that was the
barbados. Her parents came from there, and she used to go all the time when
she was little, but when she was 14 her grandma died and she had never gone
back. She had so many good chilhood memories... Bullying the fat kids, her
first kiss, her first blowjob, her first time, her first gang-bang...
Rihanna sighed remembering how innocent and naive she was. Then she
clicked. And the computer screen went completely black.

-What the fucking fucked fuck?-

Words started appearing on the page. "Hahaha, didn't think there was
anybody stupid enough to actually click. Hi, I'm the creator of this virus
and right now, your computer is being majorly fucked. Have a nice day."

Then the computer turned off by itself, and no matter how many times she
tried, Ree couldn't turn it back on.Then she remembered her boyfriend was a
nerd, and she called him.

-You! My computer is dead! I got a virus while I was looking at po... lish
people.-

-Polish people?-

-Yeah. They're cool.-

-Why were you looking at polish people?-

-I was... Planning to go to polland, for holiday. With you. It was meant to
be a surprise.-

-Oh, we should definetely do that!-

"I'd rather carve my eyes out and eat them" thought Rihanna, but instead
said:

-Sure, honey, we will. Someday.-

-So, what did the virus do?-

Rihanna described everything.

-Sorry, sweety, your computer is fucked. But I could manage to save your
hardware data. You had saved the word document, right?-

-Why would I do that?-

-I'm sorry. Then it's gone.-

-Oh no. You are geek, you fix this. There must be at least one good thing
about having a nerd boyfriend!-

-Jeez, thanks. There's nothing I can do, and anyway I have to get ready for
tonight so I wouldn't have the time!-

-Fuck tonight! If I don't fix this, you won't have a girlfriend tonight,
'cause I will kill myself. After killing you, that is.-

-See you later, sweety.-

Adam hang up, and Rihanna stared at her mobile phone with a psichotic look.

-Someone's not gonna get any for at least a month!- she growled, then
decided to stop crying over spilled milk. She had to rewrite her essay.

She went to Fergie's room.

-Ferg, my laptop just died and I need to write an essay, can I borrow
yours?-

-I was watching a dvd and Jessica smashed it trying to free the little men
inside the screen. True story. Go ask Beyoncè for hers.-

Rihanna did as she was told, and found Beyoncè in her room with Jessica
Simpson brading her hair.

-Bee, I really need a computer, can I borrow yours.-

-Aww, I'd love to help you, but there's only five hours before the dinner
and I still have to pick my date. I'm looking at all the possible
candidates on facebook from A to Z. I'm still at C.-

-Bee, if I don't write this, I'm done with uni.-

-Mmm... You could use the sorority computer.-

-Sorority computer?-

-Yes. It's in the basement. Nobody uses it anymore though. It's a windows
95. It's scary-

-And it's like, ancient, from the 70s or something.- agreed Jessica -And it
tried to bite me once.-

-Plus, the basement hasn't been cleaned since the 2000 new year's eve
party. There's dust-balls as big as professor Pamela Anderson's boobs.-

-I don't have any other option.- Rihanna had to gather all her strength and
courage to get down in the basement, but she did, and it was even worse
then she had expected. It was like walking in battlefield, only that
instead of mines, the floor was covered with 10 years old beer stains. She
found the computer buried under a a shitload of vodka bottles.

It slowly turned on, shedding a weak blue light in the otherwise dark room.

-C'mon! Hurry the fuck up!- shouted Rihanna, looking at the Windows 95
loading screen. Finally, the desktop appeared.

Ree was about to open a new microsoft word office, then she noticed
something. Another word document.

"Reese's Journal". She opened it and started reading.



"Dear diary,

since I was a little kid I've always dreamt of having a secret diary. So
when I found this god-forgotten computer I decided... What better place to
hide my secrets? Nobody's going to turn on this computer. I'm not even sure
there's anyone smart enough in this sorority to turn it on... There's so
much going on later... Ryan Philippe has asked me out!!! Yay!!! I'm going
to wear my new pink dress and..."

-Boring!- Rihanna skipped to later pages, when things started to get
interesting.



"Dear diary,

I found out why Ryan, the gigantic dick that he is, is always too busy to
see me... He was fucking his room mate! I mean, cheating on me, fair
enough, I've had sex with most of his team-mates, but cheating on me WITH A
GUY? Really? Oh, but he'll regret it. I'm going to ruin his life. I've got
a plan. And he won't like it at all! (Evil laugh).

                                                                                           With
love,

                                                                                                   Reese

Dear diary,

Phase 1 of the plan is done!!! I've slept with Chad as well! And wow... The
guy can fuck! He's completely different from Ryan. Ryan is passionate, and
he's amazing in bed, but Chad... The guy is kinky! He experiments! He has
no boundaries. I'd have sex with him again, if I didn't hate him so
much. And tomorrow, things will start to get really bad for him... I'll
sleep with Jack Nicholson, the professor he hates the most (evil laugh)!
Oh, how he will regret cheating on me, that gay bastard!I'll drive him to
the point of insanity! Maybe he'll even kills himself! But I won't let him
die if he tries... I'll keep him alive, to torture him psychologically for
years and years to come!

                                                                                                       Kisses,

                                                                                                             Reese

Dear diary,

Phase 2 has gone way better than I expected! Not only did I have sex with
Jack Nicholson, but guess what I found out? HE'S RYAN'S FATHER! Hahaha,
yes! I've just had sex with his own father! And now I'll tell headmistress
Bellucci about them and she'll kick them both out for hiding their
father-son relationship! Yes! Ryan will be left with nothing! And if I
think of all the times he talked about how he wanted a real family, how he
had wanted to meet his real father... Dick!!!! It was probably just a
tactic to get me in bed. "



Rihanna immediately took out her mobile phone and tried to phone Justin. No
signal, obviously. But this was important! She walked upstairs where there
was signal and texted him: "Jack Nicholson is Ryan's father! And slept with
Reese! And she wanted to tell Monica Bellucci they were father and son! One
of them is def the killer, txt me back as soon as possible! Xxx". Then she
went back downstairs. Reese's diary was the most interesting reading she'd
done since... well, since forever.



Meanwhile, Chad was determined to find out who "Honey" was. He told himself
so that he could somehow use her to get back at Tom, but the truth
was... He maybe was a little bit jealous. Not that he'd ever admit that.

Fuck. He's love-life was getting in the way of his evil plans. First, his
crush on Rihanna had almost screwed up his plans with professor
Evans. Luckily, things had gone quite well in that department, and he was
actually ready to make his final move with what he knew about him and his
affairs. The only problem was that now he was too obsessed with Tom Welling
to get on with it. He needed to get over it. And the best way to do that,
was finding out who "Honey" was and destroy their relationship.

So he followed Tom as he got out of the fraternity house. He wore a
baseball cap, sunglasses and a coat, typical stalker outfit, but Tom was
too stupid to realise someone was following him.

Tom was walking a lot, he even went into the woods that surrounded
campus. Whoever it was he was seeing, he clearly didn't want other people
to know.

Chad followed him caustiously, hiding behind trees. Why was Tom trying so
hard to hide this girl?

But then Tom stopped, and Chad saw who Honey was. He had to stop himself
fom laughing. Now he got why Tom didn't want anyone else to know. And if
Tom had gone that low, well, Chad thought with a smile, he was definetely
over him.



Justin was getting dressed again when he saw Rihanna's text. He showed
Ryan, who was still naked on the bed.

-So this is it! Professor Nicholson's the killer!-

-Oh.- simply said Ryan.

-Oh? That's all you've got to say? We've got to call the police! Send him
to prison!-

-Justin... I don't know.-

-What do you mean, you don't know?-

-I've always dreamt of meeting my father! And now that I found out who he
is... I can't just send him to prison!-

-Are you fucking crazy? He killed your girlfriend!-

-Well... She had been kind of a slut...-

-That is not an excuse!!!! -

-You're right. We should call the police. Put an end to this whole story.-

In this moment someone knocked the door.

-Open! This is the police!-

-Wow! That was fast!- Ryan was surprised.

-We haven't even called them yet!-

The police kicked the door down.

-Hey! We would've opened in one second, jeez!- said Justin looking at the
busted door.

-There's no time to lose!- shouted the policeman -I'm officer Ryan
Reynolds, and I'm here to arrest Ryan Philippe for the murder of Reese
Witherspoon!- he took out his gun -You can come the easy way, or the hard
way kid, it's not a problem for me.-

-Uh?- Ryan was speechless. Officer Reynolds punched him in the face.

-That's what you get for trying to resist!-

-Saying "Uh" isn't trying to resist. This is trying to resist!- Ryan kicked
officer Reynolds in the stomach.

-Oh yeah. This will look very good when you'll have to defend yourself in
court.- commented Justin, as Ryan and officer Reynold started wrestling on
the floor. It was kind of hot, with Ryan being still shirtless and officer
Reynolds in his uniform, but the situation was too serious to get turned
on.

Finally, the other cops intervened and separated the two Ryans.

-I'll make sure your permanence in jail will be with a big, black, horny
man.- said officer Reynolds. Ryan spit in his face, while another two cops
held him back.

-Ok, can this madness stop? Ryan is not the killer!- intervened Justin -His
father his.-

-Yeah? So why did he burn a letter sent by the victim?-

-How do you know about the letter?- asked Ryan.

-So it's true. You're coming to jail.- Officer Reynolds put a pair oof
handcuffs on Ryan's wrists. He didn't even care. He just gave Justin a hurt
look as he was being taken away.

-Ryan, it wasn't me! I swear, I didn't tell anyone! I didn't tell...-
fuck. He had told someone. Someone who the police trusted as well. Chris
Evans.

-I'll make it right! Ryan, I'll make it right!- he followed the police as
they escorted Ryan to the car. He didn't even look back at Justin.

-I'll make it right!- Justin was in tears now, banging on the windows of
the car were Ryan was being pushed in -I'll make it right... I'll make it
right...-

The car started, and Justin watched it leave as he fell to the ground in
tears.

-I'll make it right...-



Rihanna was back to reading the diary. But first, she wanted pop corn. She
found Fergie in the kitchen.

-Ferg, you should come and see this!- she told her friend -I found Reese's
diary! And let me tell you, that girl was way graphic.-

-Ree, I've got a dinner to plan for tonight, and you should be writing your
essay!-

-Fuck the essay, I'll write it tonight or something! This diary is the best
thing ever!-

-Ree, seriously, prioritize!-

-Ferg, if I had wanted to write essays, I would have gone to Harvard or
something. I think I make Uc Hollywood proud when I say I'd rather fail
than not read the best erotic, gossip filled diary ever.-

Rihanna went back to the basement with her popcorn and started reading the
diary again.

After a hour, she still hadn't finished it, but she had started to get a
little bored. Then, suddenly, the door in the basement slammed open. She
heard steps.

-Ferg, is that you?- she screamed. Then she saw it. Whoever was coming
down, was dragging a baseball bat with them. A baseball bat that was
covered in old, dried up blood. Rihanna screamed.



End of part 1. And don't miss the next chapter, the amazing finale that
will make you scream OMFG at the computer! What's really happened with
Reese murder?! Who's Tom's "Honey"?! What is Chad's final master plan?! AND
ONE MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH!!! Also coming up, the first chapter of the spin
off to this series, Hollywood High School, with whole new characters!