Date: Sat, 04 Jun 2005 09:23:24 +0200
From: citizen citizen <citizentoo@hotmail.com>
Subject: "on our way to fame" chapter 4 (revised)

The following story is entirely a work of fiction.

The story below will involve sex between teenagers. As the story progresses
it will involve sex between adult males.  If that offends you, I wonder what
you're doing here! All the usual rules apply, if it's illegal for you to
read this, don't and if you're under 18, I suppose it's time for you to
leave unfortunately.

This my first attempt at writing a story so I'd really love to hear what you
think.
Comments and criticisms, or just a little message telling me what you think
of the
story can be sent at: citizentoo@hotmail.com
thank you

Now here comes chapter 4, hope you enjoy!

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So we had decided to tell the guys! But it was easier said than done. We
could never find the right moment and we didn't really know how to go about
it so we kept delaying it. Before we knew it, another month had flown by
and still, we hadn't told.
It was the end of april, Rob, dylan and I were hanging out together in
Dylan's bedroom, chatting as we helped him re-decorating his room with new
posters of REM and Nirvana, when Damon and jordan came bursting into the
room looking for us with the biggest grin on their faces.

I jumped in surprise when I heard the door fling open, wondering what the
hell was happening "fuck, guys, you scared the hell out of me"

"me too, what's going on?" asked dylan

"you tell them" Jordan told damon who was holding a letter in his hand

"alright! well... I received this today" holding the letter so that we
will see it properly  "and it's coming from BMG" he told us happily
Damon had been the one in charge of sending the tapes so if we were to
receive any answers, it would be sent to his address. We didn't really
expect any, and out of the 5 tapes we had sent, it had been the only answer
so far and it had been almost 2 months since we had sent them. We just
wanted to push our fate a little, see if anything would happen but I
honestly didn't expect any answers from record companies. I just thought we
would keep playing and have fun for a couple of years and maybe, try to
organise a few gigs here and there and then when we're over 18 and more
mature, we could try to score a record deal if we still wanted to. But I
didn't expect anything to happen now.

"well what does it say?" rob asked with anticipation

"We don't know, we didn't open it yet" jordan replied, apprehensively

"well come on open it, open it" Dylan took the letter roughly from damon
and ripped it open

"wait, wait, wait" I said "what if it's bad news ?" they all looked at
me and for a second, it felt like time had stopped, none of us said a word,
we could have heard a pin drop in the room, even Dylan, who was holding the
letter in his hand stopped moving, it felt like it was lasting forever but
really it was only like 3 seconds, a bit as if someone had pressed the pause
button and suddenly pressed play again. The guys decided not to take my
words into account and they were right because we had to read it anyway but
at least, now we were a little bit more ready to handle a rejection. But
then again, why would they bother writing just to tell us that we sucked?
Dylan quickly unfolded the letter and started reading out loud. We all tried
to look at the letter as he was reading but that was almost impossible.

" M. Wallace (that was damon),
BMG's publishers in search of new talent carefully watched your video. Your
songs have raised our curiosity and we would like to meet with you to
discuss different possiblities concerning your band..."

dylan read this, the excitement in his voice growing and growing, reading
each word faster than the other, when he finally stopped and screamed
"Oh my god, oh my God, they want to see us, we have an appointment on ...may
9 at 10am" he said screaming some some
We all screamed and jumped, looking at each other wih the biggest grins on
our faces, hardly believing it!

And we jumped some more and screamed `oh my god' a hundred times, and
hugged, feeling like this was THE most incredible moment of our lives! My
god, we were sooooo excited and soooo happy!

After a few minutes, we started to calm down but we couldn't stop smiling,
this was just too amazing! Rob came to me and hugged me tightly against him
"I can't believe it" he said

"I know, I just can't believe a record company is interested. I just can't
believe this is happening, it's so weird, it's almost too easy" I said my
voice filled with joy

Rob pulled back and stared at me, sharing his happiness, smiling. I
know what he was thinking, because I was too. He wanted to kiss me, he
wanted to kiss my whole face and hug me and kiss me again, only  he
couldn't. it was so frustrating. We looked at each other, our smile vanished
and I mouthed "Now ?" raising my eyebrows

He shrugged his shoulder slighlty and the expression on his face was  saying
"I don't know"
We stared at each other again, our eyes filled with hesitation. He looked
quickly at the guys who were talking about the letter, and what could happen
on the 9th and Rob turned his head
toward me again, looking like he had come to a conclusion and whispered
"let's do it"

I was very nervous all of a sudden and I could tell he was too. "Ok" I
responded.

I couldn't believe we were about to do this. We had just received one of the
best news of our lives, everything was perfect, the euphoria in the room was
still palpable and here we were, probably about to destroy everything. Maybe
we were gonna ruin it all for us, maybe the guys will hate us and our group
will split up because of Rob and I. It felt like we were about to touch the
dream but it was gonna be taken away from us before we could.

Rob walked toward the guys who were sitting on the bed now and I followed
him. They looked at us, still looking so happy and dylan started talking but
Rob stopped him

"guys, there's something..."

he stopped for a second, probably wondering what was the best way to say
this. Dylan and damon didn't seem to care but jordan seemed concerned as he
saw that we looked very serious

"What's wrong Rob, are you alright?" he asked

"yeah, I'm fine, but there's just something Mark and I need to tell you"

"what?" Damon asked quickly, looking as the letter again as soon as he
had said it, not really thinking it was anything serious

"well, ok, here goes" he looked at me and I tried to send him as much
strength as I could. Apparently he was the one who was going to tell them

"ok, look, before we tell you, we want you to remember that we're your
friends ok, and you like us ! can you remember that?"

"what are you talking about?" Damon said "God, you're not gonna tell us that
you
want to drop the band are you?" he asked concerned

"no, no that's not it, at least I hope it's not"

"then what?" dylan asked

Rob took a deep breath and looked back and forth between me and the guys.
I could tell he wasn't sure how to tell them.

"look guys, what is it?" Dylan asked again exasperated

Rob looked at him and started saying
"It's about me and mark. And we think it's something you should know.

After another never-ending silence, he said
"Ok, so, so a few months ago, I, I told mark something..." they all looked
at
us, curious, jordan looking very intrigued. Rob took a deep breath and told
them,
"I told him that I was gay and I told him that I loved him"

They  stared at us dumbly and stunned, except Jordan who looked at me and
said, very proud of himself
"I -knew- it, see, didn't I tell you ? I was right, I knew it" he exclaimed
slapping damon on the arm "I knew you guys were doing it! that's why you
don't
care about girls, I knew it was not normal that you didn't want to date, I
mean,
who will turn down so many girls ?" he asked damon and dylan "it just didn't
make sense. I knew you had to be gay"
the excitement from the letter was still in his system and he was overly
thrilled to realize that we were indeed gay and that he had been right.

Dylan looked really surprised as he listened to Jordan's speech
"oh man, really? you're serious? is this true? you guys are queer?"
he asked, apparently needing to hear it from us again. The tone of his
voice when he said queer made me thing he might not be ok with it, and a
wave of uneasiness swept over me

"could you not use that word dylan, it's very insulting, we're gay, we're
not queer. And it's not, I mean we're not just doing it, we're in love" rob
said with confidence. I, on the other hand, didn't know what to say, at all.
I was just looking at them, about to pass out at any time, letting Rob do
all the work, praying they'd be ok with it.

"but Rob, it's, I mean, you believe in God, you know it's wrong, it's a sin
in the Bible" Dylan was really not letting this go

"I believe in me, and I believe in what I feel. And I don't think I would
feel this way if God were against it. I don't see how loving someone as much
as I love Mark can be wrong! Plus it's not, it's not about religion dylan,
religion creates hate as much as it creates love, it keeps people frightened
and submissive. I'm interested in the personal experience of God, and my
experience is that you can be gay and still believe in God. I can't control
who I love, I just can't and I know, deep inside of me I know that it's not
wrong, it's natural. Like, like your eyes are blue and there's nothing you
can do to change that, I can't stop being gay either, it's just who I am"
wow, that was a nice speech I thought

"that makes sense I suppose" dylan said thinking about it
"it's just, I wasn't expecting that, I had no idea, I just think it's weird,
I'm sorry"

Hearing those words, I finally decided to step into the conversation "look
dylan, we're not asking you to believe in something that you don't. We can't
force you to approve just as you can't force us to stop loving each other.
We're not saying that we are right and you're wrong. You're entitled to have
your own beliefs. All we're asking you is to remember that we're still the
same guys you grew up with and I just wish you wouldn't hate us because
we're in love with each other"

"no Mark I don't hate you... I just don't understand, what do you guys
think?"
he asked damon and jordan who had been very quiet, listening.

Jordan spoke first. I wasn't too worried, he was very open-minded, his
parents were very cool people "I, uhm, I don't know, I think it's fine.
It's your life. I'm sure you know what you're doing. If someone told me I'm
not allowed to date Claire, I would tell them to fuck off (she was his
girlfriend at the time)I don't care, if you're happy, then I'm happy,
doesn't
change anything, except that there will be more girls for me with you two
out
of the running.This is good actually" he told Damon with a laugh

"yeah, you need all the help you can get" Damon joked and we all laughed

"So" Jordan said mischievously "are you telling us that so you can make out
in
front of us now? Come on, kiss each other, we'll tell you if it looks weird
or not"

I had to laugh a little at that "jordan, please, can you be serious?"

"ok, I'm just kidding. lighten up, you're not dying"

"yeah" Damon said "you're just gay, we'll get over it! don't worry,
well I know I will... Dylan?"

"yeah, sure, I just, I need to get used to this, I don't know what to think
right now, I mean, I can't really..."
he said looking at us and I think he meant that he couldn't really picture
us
together, like making out or having sex.... "sorry, just give me some time to
get
used to this"

"hey dylan, you take all the time you need, we understand" Rob told him "as
long
as we don't lose your friendship, that's fine" he looked at us as to say
that we
would definitely not lose him as a friend because of this and I was
relieved.
They were ok with it.

"so are you gonna kiss each other or what?" Jordan asked "we're waiting
here?"

I shook my head, smiling. I didn't think he was actually serious. Rob
laughed and
turned to me. He placed his hands on each side of my face and pressed his
lips
against mine before I even had time to think about it. Gee, he caught me off
guard
and I gotta admit, it felt a bit weird to kiss in front of them but I soon
relaxed
though, embracing him and we kissed tenderly for a few seconds. Rob broke
the kiss,
smiled at me and looked at the guys

"there, was it ok? no one is going to vomit?"

Jordan laughed and shrugged his shoulders "I can handle it" he said
nonchalently

"yeah, I've seen worse" Damon chuckled and we looked at Dylan

"I don't know" he exclaimed with a laugh. it seemed like he was going to
need time
to get used to it.

"so how long has this been going on?" damon asked curiously

"about a year and a half"

"A YEAR AND A HALF ????"  jordan screamed. "My god, you guys are good at
hiding, I only started suspecting something like a couple of months ago. I
had no idea it had been that long... A year and a half!" he reapeated
"Man, so you must have gotten laid way before we did. And I thought you were
still pathetic virgins" he laughed and damon did too

"do you parents know?" damon asked

"well no" I said "if we haven't told you, we haven't told them. I
couldn't tell my parents anyway, my mother wouldn't understand and my father
would hate me even more than he already does. There's no point in telling
them. I guess your parents would be ok with it" I told Rob "your mum knows
we're
really close, I'm sure she wouldn't be surprised"

"I don't know" Rob said "I guess it'd be ok if we told them. I'd like to but
I
don't think I'm ready to tell them yet, it was already so hard telling you
guys,
so my parents, forget it"

"so you just don't fancy girls at all? it's not very rock n roll" damon
asked curiously again. He had good questions

"who cares, sex is rock n roll and I'm sure they probably had more sex than
the three of us put together" jordan said laughing.

"well I don't, I like girls but not to sleep with, defininitely not to
sleep with and Mark, well" Rob said looking at me

"I, yeah I fancy girls, but I fancy guys too so. And I'm in love with Rob,
so right now, I guess that makes me gay. I fancy some girls but I'm just not
interested"

"man, rachel is gonna be crushed" Jordan giggled "she's so into you" he
said looking at me

"what? no she's not, we're just friends"

"oh come on Mark" Rob told me "sometimes you can be so oblivious to this
kind of
things. It's so obvious"

"What, you knew about that?" I asked completely stunned

"well yeah, we all did, she's been waiting for you to make your move
forever. I'm sure she's ok just being your friend but she wouldn't mind if
you asked her out ...God I shouldn't have told you this, now you're
gonna break up with me and date her. damn!" he said not seriously but
probably expecting me to say that of course not, I wouldn't break up with
him

"No, Rachel's a friend. I couldn't even if I were straight. Plus you're not
gonna get rid of me so easily, don't worry" I told him, smiling

"Well Rob was your friend and it didn't stop you !" Jordan said. Uhm Good
point!

"jordan, seriously, you talk too much" I joked, we all laughed at that.
But I still couldn't believe what I had just heard. And I thought that if I
was so surprise to hear about something I was suppose to suspect, then I
could just imagine how the guys must have felt, finding out we were gay.

Of course, I knew how much Rachel liked me, I was as close to her as I was
to
Rob, or Jordan, but I honestly thought it was just friendship. I didn't
think
she fancied me or wanted to date. She had never mentioned anything.

Dylan was still holding the letter from BMG in his hands and he started
reading it again to himself saying, "Man, with all this, I had completely
forgotten about the letter. you've sure picked the right time to tell us
about this, nothing can bring me done right now" he kidded

"guys, can we trust you not to tell anyone ? Rob asked. "We don't want
everyone to know, some people might not react very well"

They promised to keep it a secret and with that, they knew and we started
talking again about the amazing news we had received today and what it could
mean for us in the future!

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That night in bed, Rob and I talked, reliving the events of the day, still
stunned we had finally received an answer from a record company. BMG was the
last tape we had sent and when we recorded it, Rob's aunt was visiting and
she had a video camera so she filmed us while we played a few of our songs
and we sent the video tape too. It seemed like this tape had made the
difference! Image can be damn important! I couldn't believe that of all the
companies, BMG had answered. That was a big, famous one, I just couldn't
believe it.

It had been a tiring day. I was so glad that we had finally found the
courage to tell the guys. I thought it went pretty well, much better than I
thought it would and I felt so relieved. They didn't call us names, they
didn't hit us or hate us, they were just curious.

"Dylan got me a little scared, but I think he'll be ok in the end" Rob
said
"yeah, I'm sure he will. I can't believe about rachel though. Why didn't
you tell me?"

"I thought you knew, I can't believe you had no idea. But you know, I can't
blame her, it's understandable, you're very lovable"

I think I blushed a little bit at that. Rob was lying next to me, resting
his head in his hand and saw it
"what? you still don't believe that, do you? I think you're the most
modest guy on earth" he kidded

I smiled at him "so what is it about me ? What do you see that you love ?"
He looked into my eyes and raised himself to a sitting position. I was lying
on my back and he sat down on my thighs, looking at me.
He lowered himself to kiss me and said licking my lips "I love your lips,
you have the most beautiful and sexiest smile, and your teeth look perfect
and I love your chin, I love your cheeks, I love your hair, I love your
eyes"

"really? that's what I love the most about you. You make your eyes send
all those messages, they're amazing, I don't know how you do it but you can
talk with your eyes"

"can I? I didn't know that. anyway..., oh, I love your ears, you have the
cutest ears, you just have the most beautiful features, I could look at you
forever and never get bored. Do you know how many times I popped a bone just
looking at you?"

I laughed  "don't worry I did too, you're not bad looking yourself either"

"so should I go on?"

"Yes" I said, curious to hear more, that was definitely boosting my
confidence.

He kissed down my neck "ok, I love your shoulders, they're perfect, not too
small, not too big, they make you look strong, and I love your pecs, they
feel strong when I touch them. I love how your body is changing, you become
hotter and hotter every day and stronger" Well I could say the same thing
about him, we often worked out with the guys because dylan's father had some
equipment. Rob had wider shoulders compared to me that made him look very
masculine. I loved how his upper back looked, strong and smooth.

"Your nipples are just so kissable, so cute, and I love your skin, it's so
smooth and it looks like you always have a tan even when you don't. and I
love your scent, you always smell good to me" He said running his tongue in
my arm pit, pulling on the little hair and kissing down my arm. I knew what
he meant, I loved his scent too. It was exciting me, soothing me, making me
feel good.

Then I felt his breath on my stomach. I was listening to him, breathing hard
and my mouth was becoming drier and drier with each passing seconds and I
had to swallow hard as he resumed worshipping me

"I love your stomach, it's so flat, and I like how your abs show but not
too much. I can see them but it's not obvious but when I touch your stomach,
it feels so hard ! that's why I couldn't be with a girl, girls are too soft.
And your arms feel hard too, I love that" he said sensuously, god this was
turning me on more and more. His voice was low and sexy as he told me this
and I wondered how he managed not to blush or laugh through all of this. He
was dead serious and turning himself on too.

"you belly button is so cute" he said jamming his tongue inside, making me
jump. He giggled "and I love the way your waist comes in then flares out a
little at your hips. And you've got the cutest ass too" He pulled down my
underwear and threw them on the floor

"And obviously I love your cock. I love how it keeps getting bigger, I
wonder how big you're gonna be when you're done growing" I was about 6
inches now and Rob was too. I hoped we would still grow a little more

"I love sucking on it" I closed my eyes, feeling his breath on my cock,
waiting for him to swallow me but he just gave it a few gentle strokes
"I love having it down my throat, I love feeling it deep inside me, I love
tasting your cum and I love feeling your tight ass around my cock" god he
was good at talking dirty, he licked my balls and I shivered with
anticipation. God he was turning me on like crazy. His words were getting me
so hot but he wasn't doing anything that could have gotten me off. He was
touching me so gently, the sound of his voice making me groan with desire.
My cock was hard as a rock, almost painful, I so wanted him to jerk me off
madly and make me cum but apparently he had other plans so I just tried to
keep my cum in check.

He came back up and gave me a long wet kiss "but what I love the most is
you" I opened my eyes and looked into his "I love how you know me so well,
and how you get all my jokes, how you can finish my sentences because you
know what I'm gonna say.  And you're so smart and funny and talented. God
mark, when you start playing, you look so hot, you're so good at it; the
sound that comes out of the guitar when you play is amazing. It seems so
easy when I look at you playing, and yet I know it isn't. Do you realize
that all the songs we've written, they come from you? It's you who's doing
all the work, we just follow your lead"
I knew that and sometimes I was afraid they would they tell me to piss off
and stop making them play what I wanted them to play.

"And I love how shy and serious you can be sometimes and totally unaware of
your looks. You're so gorgeous, you look like a model and you don't even
realize it so you don't show off. It makes you look even cuter" man, he was
really not stopping this and for some reason, hearing him talk about my
personality made me even harder, if it were possible. He was still slowly
kissing me as he said all this, my neck, my nipples, my stomach, my arms, my
ears, I felt his lips brush against every part of my body except my legs
since he was sitting on them and his hands were caressing my chest. I loved
his hands. His touch was always gentle but firm at the same time.

"And I love how you gave us a chance, I could have settled down just being
your friend if you had wanted that. That would have been hard but I would
have. But I see how you look at me, I see how much you want me, it makes me
feel so good, you make me feel so good. I just love you"

Oh man! He kissed me deeply, his tongue forcing its way into my mouth and I
closed my eyes, kissing him back. I reached for his cock, feeling precum
oozing out of the tip and he jumped and moaned. He was just as hard as I
was.
He reached for the lube in the nightstand's drawer and poured some on his
hand
before applying it to my cock. I stared at him as he raised himself up,
positioned
my cock and lowered himself onto it, my length sliding slowly inside him.

"ughhh yeah, I love that!" he said, taking me down to the base.
He started slowly riding me, his eyes closed, a smile on his face. Still, I
stared at him, marveling at his strong, tight body. One of my hands roamed
all over his chest, cupping his pecs, pinching his nipples as he fucked
himself on my cock, moaning and my other hand was wrapped around his cock,
incredibly hard and I found myself wanting it inside me but I couldn't have
everything at the same time, too bad.

He placed both of his hands on my shoulders to level himself as he started
riding me faster, urging me to fuck him. I did my best to meet his pace,
giving him short, quick thrust, making him whimper every time I pushed back
in.

I was jerking his cock hard as well, wanting him to have maximum pleasure.He
lowered himself down to kiss my lips and I grasped his face. We kissed
passionately,
moaning and I continued sliding the top of my cock in and out of him fast

"oh yeah Mark, it feels so damn good, I love this, yeah, faster baby" I
speeded up,
assaulting his prostate. He raised  himself up and started riding me again,
hard
and fast. He kept slamming his body on my cock and after a few seconds, he
groaned

"ugghhh jeez yeah" and I felt his ass tightening around my pole. I grabbed
his
erection again and pulled on it.

"Oh yeah baby yeah, I'm gonna cum" he cried out as he began to cum, shooting
load
after load all over me, his body jerking. My need to cum was overwhelming
and seeing him cum so hard was orgasmic. I stared at his gorgeous body,
because I
knew that at this point, just looking at his defined chest was gonna make me
cum
and I started to feel my orgasm overtake me. I warned him but I'm not sure
why
"uggh I'm cumming, ughhh"

"Yeah, cum in me, give it to me" he said sounding as sexy as ever as I
twitched beneath him and released my load deep into him, feeling like I had
lost control of my body.

We started to relax and waited for our breathing to return to normal. My
cock was
still buried in his ass but I had stopped moving, feeling too sensitive. He
pulled
himself up and my cock slipped out of him. He laid down next to me on the
bed,
laughing
"Man, that was a good fuck! What a mess! You have cum in your hair!" he
giggled

"I love you" I said, amazed at how much I did love him!

-----

On the next day, I was walking in the neighborhood when I passed in front of
Rachel's place. I wasn't sure what to do after what the guys had told me the
previous day but I wanted to talk to her about it. I knocked on her front
door and her sister greeted me
"hey mark, what's up? Hold on. RAACHEL, MARK's HEEERE"
She came down the stairs, looking cute and happy "hey, ohh I'm so glad
you're here, Jordan told me about the letter, that is sooo amazing. Come on
you gotta tell me everything! Oh and I just bought the new NOW cd, I'll show
you!"

We went to her room, and she put the music on. We talked for a bit about the
letter and she was as excited as the rest of us, trying to imagine what the
record company will tell us on the 9th . We hung out for a couple of hours
in her room, talking about nothing and everything, she was really cool, I
loved spending time with her, she was fun! She was flipping through the
pages of a magazine (you know the boy bands ones) when I decided to tell
her.

"Rach, Rob and I told something quite important to the guys yesterday and I
think you should know too. I hope you won't be too upset"

So I told her everything (that we were gay, dating, in love...) and she
remained silent, looking between me and the magazine, avoiding direct
contact with my eyes the whole time.
After a silence that seemed to last forever, she said

"ok"

"ok?"

"what do you want me too say? That's great, congratulation on the coming
out, that was very brave" she told me sarcastically

"rach, are you ok?" I asked

"Sure, I'm good, no I'm great, this is just so great! ...look Mark, do me
favor ok, don't pretend you don't know how I feel about you!"

"I..." didn't know what to say

"look maybe you should go, ok...please just go"

"what, so you're not gonna talk to me?"

"please Mark, leave me alone" she said tears forming in her eyes

I looked at her, not knowing what to tell her anyway, and I mean I couldn't
exactly take her in my arms or tell her it was gonna be ok. She was crying
because of me and I was not the best person to make her feel better right
now! I looked at her, got up, told her I was sorry and left, feeling
terrible.

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to be continued