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.......