Title: Want - 0 Author: Jezebel the Temptress Feedback: eh_oh_po@yahoo.com
Disclaimers: I do not know any of the celebrities mentioned herein, this has no element of truth to it. This is no reflection on their true sexualities or personalities of Justin Timberlake, JC Chasez, Lance Bass or any others mentioned. If you are underage for your area or if it is illegal for you to look at this why not go somewhere else.
Warning: This story deals with some issues that you may find offensive. Please be aware that in this chapter it deals with consensual prostitution and that future chapters deal with issues that could be understood as coercion and sexual assault. I promise that it's a hurt/comfort story, so there is a lighter side to the future chapters and that things will get better.
Author's Note: This started out nearly a year ago without any real idea where it was going, it was meant to be a short piece, but it grew rapidly until it was taking over from "Set Adrift" and "Designs on You", I've been holding it back until I found some direction, but I'm not so sure there is any real destination yet. So read this, let me know what you think and enjoy it, there are a number of twists and turns but it will get somewhere eventually, all winding roads do. ----
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I should start with the sex. That's what you all want to hear about. It seems to be all that anyone wanted to hear about. But the point is that there is so much more to the story than that. This isn't just a porn film with no plot and no real characters, this is my life. Okay, so there was a lot of hot sex, but there was more to it than that as well.
I guess I should start at the beginning. It's a cliché but it is the best place to start. I feel like standing up and announcing my name to the world, but this isn't AA and I'm not an alcoholic.
So, here goes. My name is Tim, I'm 23 years old and in case you hadn't worked it out by now I'm gay. My lovers have said in the past that I am too self critical of my own looks so I'll tell you the facts. I'm six feet tall, not less or more but dead on, I like to think that I have a good six pack although I could do with going to the gym a little more regularly. My best friend James tells me that I have the best body, not too flabby and not too firm. I think that is the best way to describe it. Personally I think I err on the side of chubby but some guys like that, at least that is what they say.
Anyway, enough about me. That's not really why you are here. You want to know about my story, the one that Rosie O'Donnell jokes about and the one that the tabloids have wasted a million column inches talking about and yet never quite told truthfully. At least I assume that is why you are reading this instead of doing something more interesting. Sorry, there's the self deprecation again. James says that the story is interesting, but that I don't see it because it's not a story to me it's my life.
So here it is. The truth about what really happened in all it's glory.
The story that rocked my world and that of thousands of people worldwide.
This is my story.
This is my life.
Continued in Part 1