Date: Mon, 20 Jun 2011 05:59:48 +0000 From: Ryan Westmen <ryan93111@hotmail.com> Subject: Directors Cutt Chapter 1 ---Disclaimer--- This is a work of fiction; any resemblance to real places or people is entirely coincidental. If stories involving m/m sex offends you. Why the hell are you here? Also if you are underage don't read but I can't stop you. This story is under copyright so don't publish this anywhere or download without author's permission. Anyway new story comments and feedback welcome at ryan93111@hotmail.com add me or whatever :) ------ Directors Cut Chapter 1 ------ If my life was a movie, then my parents would be the director. They run my life without actually being an active part of it. Whether it is from my grades in class, nothing but straight A's from the Westerns, or to the subjects I take in school, so my parents can parade me around, all the way down to my social life, telling me who I can be friends with, when I can go out with the few friends my parents would approve of. They even went as far as picking out a suitable girlfriend to keep up with the families' reputation, let's just say that did not end well when i broke up with her after three months of faking it just for my parent's sake. Let me tell you a little bit about these evil dictators called parent. My father is 6'2" and extremely solid, like muscle on muscle on muscle SOLID, brown hair chiseled face with a 5 o'clock shadow that constantly there. He is head of some advertising company and makes a fair bit of money, he is also the national shooting champion, he has so many guns but keeps his favorite, Betsy in his bed side table in case of an emergency. My mother is what everyone calls a MILF. She is 5'7" amazing body, brown hair, green eyes which a darker than mine, and she is a well respected fashion designer, so I get heaps of free and designer clothes so I always dress nice and constantly have something new to wear every day. By now you're probably wondering who this poor, unlucky boy is and how I have lived in such a strict household. Well my name Ryan Westmen, I'm 5'9", 157 lbs, a nice smooth body, smooth chest, flat stomach, with a cute little four pack, you know the drill anyway, I have medium brown hair that's cut in a side-fringe like Zac Efron but just goes over my right eye which is annoying and keeps getting in the way, but I'm too lazy to get it cut. I have green eyes and a cute face, apparently :S. Anyway back to my amazingly controlled and unchangeable life. Well on one fateful day I managed to disappoint my parents beyond belief, I Ryan Westmen brought home one of my first ever B mark average and all freaking hell broke loose. I got screamed at for approximately 3 hours then sent to my room with no computer, no Playstation, no phone, IPod nothing. Then about 1 hour after that in come the parentals to do a better job at screaming their disappointment and frustration at me. Being an only child I had no sibling to step in and try to lend a hand. After another hour or so of that, they stormed off and told me that if I brought home a mark so disgraceful again I will be packing my bags and getting shipped off to wherever they wanted to send me, or something along those lines, I stopped listening when the yelling started again and again. Anyway when they left I got up and shut the door, being so strict there wasn't even a lock on my door for privacy so I had to be extra alert when I had some me time, and being a healthy teenage boy there was quite a lot of that. Anyway when the parents from hell left I quickly shut the door and logged into my computer, and opened my browser to one of my favorite websites, you know the ones I'm talking about, with the solid muscle, insanely hung, Greek Gods on it. Well naturally Little Ryan started to want to play so down went the pants and the boxer-briefs, and my limp 4" dick started to swell and expand to its full 7", you know what happens next, I wrapped my hand around the base and started to slowly stroke my full inches. With the volume turned down really, really low the big boys on screen started to suck on each other's cocks, I started to pick up the already moderate pace I was stroking. The feeling was amazing to say the least, pre-cum was flowing like crazy now and the two muscle monsters on screen were fucking like possessed rabbits. Now I was really going for broke on my dick, my hand was barely visible going up and down on my member, the pleasure coursing through my body so intense and I knew I was so close to spilling my load, that I was moaning as quietly as I could with the current situation. Just as I was about to explode my bedroom door opened and I shit myself, I jumped so much that I fell out of my desk chair and hit the floor. My dad stood frozen at the door looking down at me with a shocked expression and his mouth hanging wide open. Then the two hunks on the screen started having their own mind-blowingly-amazing orgasm, my dad's face switched to the screen and the look of shock disappeared and a look of pure disgust and distaste filled his reddening face. His eyes told me everything I needed to know, he hated me with everything he was and everything he ever would be. He turned, slammed my door without saying a word and stomped off down the hallway to his bedroom, where I heard the click of his gun from his nightstand. I sat frozen on the floor still with my pants off and my softened dick from the intrusion and complete life destroying event, I knew he would come back and probably try and kill me, if not succeed to protect the family's image. I knew what I needed to do, get the fuck out of there. I grabbed my backpack and stuffed it with some clothes and left through my bedroom window and ran as fast as I could away from my house. As I was running around my dark street corner, which stunk of stale dog piss, I ran straight into a guy, who dropped the contents of his backpack everywhere, I stopped to help the poor bystander and quickly stood up to give his belongings back. When I handed the things back he said "Thanks" his voice was incredibly sexy which made me look straight into the face of this angel. A 6 foot angel. He had blonde hair which was going to his left side, where it kind of curled at the tips, blue eyes, an amazing tan, chiseled body, nice Pecs and that was all I could make out under his clothes which were jeans and a blue long sleeve shirt which contrast with his amazing blue eyes. "Are you ok?" he asked in his extremely sexy voice "Uh... ye... um... yeah... I-I'm fine" I replied getting more flustered by the second with this fine specimen "Ok, well be careful, will you" at the end he smiled and his teeth were perfect and straight and white and... Just perfect. "Yeah... sure... ahh... bye" still flustered I started to run when I felt a strong hand on my shoulder I stopped and turned to see my angel standing there smiling at me "You need a ride?" ------ ---Authors note--- This chapter isn't very long and not much sex yet but it will get there eventually, soon hopefully. Hey :) all feedback is welcome and greatly appreciated, just let me know if you like it and whether I should keep writing. Feedback and comments to this address: ryan93111@hotmail.com Thank you for reading and hopefully reading in the future ;) Peace out :P