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Chase And Justin Forever
by Jake B (chocol8moonlight@yahoo.com)
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Gay Young Celebrity Erotic Story about Justin Bieber
and Chase Ellison. (mm-teens, ped, mast, oral, anal,
celeb-parody)
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Author Note: You must be 18 to read this. If you are
not allowed to read these where you are from or don't
like reading stories about boys under 18 please leave
now. Please Note: The story is fiction and is not
intended to imply anything about the true sexuality of
the celebrities mentioned or any personal knowledge
about their private lives. Enjoy!
***
10pm. Rainthuds. Zerowind. Fingers of mist rolled off
the roofs of my neighborhood houses which looked like
giant ships anchored in a dead calm sea of darkness.
Depression. Hopelessness. Sensitivity. I'm 18 year old
Chase Ellison, and I'm sitting on the rainy front
stairs that lead up to my suburban home, lonely, still
and blank. My black Nike hoodie drenched, only
revealing the lower half of my face, between droplets,
I look down, unmoved, like a concrete statue, as if
waiting for something to come save me from myself.
"Get a swimming pool," came a boy's voice not too far
in front of me, "On the other hand, an umbrella?"
I didn't look up. I didn't falter. Didn't answer. I
heard his footsteps draw nearer. Felt him sit down on
the step beside me. Felt the sideways splashing of the
rain off him adjacent onto my side.
"What's wrong? Freaky. You've been sitting out here in
the rain all night. Could see you from my window. Emo.
I just had to know. I'm Justin Bieber, and I've just
moved into my grandparents' house next door, over
there"
Pause
"So this is what old Canadian teens are like without
mobile phones in their pockets," he giggled.
"I'm Chase," I said softly in a voice that sounded
foreign to my own.
Cautiously, I looked up and, out of the blackness of
my hoodie, I saw him for the first time. What an
amazing snapshot. He was dripping wet as he sat there
in the broken streetlight, his straight hair almost
fully plastered over his almond-like eyes. He looked
into mine, as if the slippery strands of hair covering
his eyes were invisible, and I could almost feel our
vision connect. He was nor more than 13 or 14, and
certainly the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in
my reality, on paper, or in the history of creation as
I know it.
"Hey Chase...," he said in a cool perfect boy voice,
as he tilted his head a little and half-smiled, almost
all in slow motion, "Have you gotten anything to eat?"
"Nah actually," I said as if talking to myself, "My
parents are out, I'll whip up something later...," my
voice trailed off...
"Wait. Go inside. Take this. Can't risk it gettin any
wetter. I'll be right back," he handed me his phone
wrapped tightly in a little blue handkerchief. And
then he was off, running back toward his home in the
sheets of rain. I thought I glimpsed him turn back
once as he ran, and I imagined that half-smile as he
did, before disappearing into the darkness across the
road. I felt so lost, confused, happy and mixed-up in
that moment. And for a split second, I felt as if the
raindrops were falling up into the night sky, and
away...
I couldn't help it. I wasn't myself anymore. Once back
inside, I shut the door behind me, leaned back against
it, and slid out Justin's phone from the handkerchief.
Rubbed my fingers over it carefully. It was warm.
Suddenly precious to me. I could feel its power, the
electric surge within. I pressed some buttons and
flipped thru it, searching for anything - pictures?
music? I don't know. And then I saw it - his internet
browser's search history. My heart raced. It displayed
pages upon pages of gay porn links. I couldn't tell if
I felt embarrassed, scared, or excited. By now I could
feel my heart thumping in my throat. I put the phone
down on the table. A tiny ticking metal heart. I left
it there. Closed my eyes, and tried to calm down.
A few minutes later Justin returned with a tin of
pancake batter, and wasted no time in taking to our
kitchen, ushering me there eagerly, where we both
cooked and worked like we know each other forever, and
in half an hour or less, we were back outside under
the barbeque dining shelter, enjoying steamy hot
pancakes, butter and syrup. It was a rush, I hardly
had time to think, but I have to admit it was fun, I
was starving, and now we just relaxed, absorbed in our
boytalk, lost in each other's worlds.
As our voices died down, there was a pause. Then
Justin got up, and turned toward me. Abrupt. Almost
weird. He looked nearly frustrated, confused,
hesitant, but there was also a look of yearning. Then
he slowly slid his right hand thru the hair just above
falling onto my forehead, and tugged at it slightly. I
could sense a playful innocent frustration in his
grip. A hint of desperation. An urge.
I felt as if I was watching myself from the outside,
almost out of control, I got up, stepped closer
slowly, reached the back of his neck, leaned in, and
kissed him gently. He held on to me, almost grinding
himself up against me to return the kiss, and within a
few seconds we were wrapped together kissing wildly,
like recently uncaged, untamed animals, outside in the
middle of the night, a sound of rain still all around
us...
We hardly broke our kisses as we both collapsed wildly
together naked into my bed, all our skin against each
other, twisting and crashing rhythmically like two
powerful ocean waves curling within each other,
mixing, falling over, under, within, and breaking on
the shore. I wanted this boy, and I wanted him bad. I
could sense Justin's arousal gushing through him like
a tidal wave. Finally, I ripped off his soaking wet
boxers, and examined the secrets of his masculinity
that lay bare in front of me. I began kissing and
suckling on him all over.
There wasn't an inch of him that I didn't taste the
base of his throat, the curve of his waist, to the
backs of his knees. The cutest face in the world was
twisted with a look of raw lust. Sections of his body
would tighten and relax as I moved from part to part.
So sensitive. So pure. Then Justin leaned down and
flicked my cock with his snakey tongue, licking my
shaft, drawing circles around my balls with the tip of
it. It was too much. I pushed forward and shoved my
throbbing member inside his mouth. He took it all 9
inches in, even though he choked a little, and I could
feel his throat muscles contract and relax around my
cock. I sank my hands into his hair. His lips looked
so perfect around my cock. They were so soft and
looked untouched. Unused. I loved the way they
stretched as his head bobbed up and down on my penis.
"Fuck yeah Justin! Suck it like a lollipop!
Mmmmmmm...." Then I pulled out of his mouth and pinned
him to the bed. I kissed his swollen cocktip which was
glistening with perfect round spots of precum.
Justin moaned loudly, "ohhhhhhhhhh that feels
soooooooo good..." His dick was a work of art. It was
so perfectly curved and slender-looking, with a
perfect tan radiance. So sculptured. As if engineered
about symmetry and performance. I couldn't believe I
had my head between his legs. Couldn't believe I now
knew how his cock tasted, how he sounded when he
groaned in pleasure. His boner felt so slippery and so
incredible against my tongue. I had to fight the urge
to burst forth and chew on it. After a few more
minutes of blowing Justin, he moved his hand toward
his asshole, fingering it desperately with his little
perfect young finger, "Ahhhhh... Chase, Please fuck me
now! Pleeeeeeeease!"
I lifted Justin's legs off the bed to expose his anus.
He was so light and flexible, delicate but defined. I
rubbed one finger down the centre of his butt,
circling the exposed boyhole lips, then I plunged a
finger into his glistening moistness. Justin opened
his mouth to speak, when he did, I shoved 3 fingers
inside his cunt. He gasped. Pushing and pushing, I
felt the tightness of his walls enclosing my fingers.
Then I pulled out and placed my own fuckstick at his
entrance. It felt like a pillow to my prickhead. His
body jerked at the contact. A warm tingly sensation
travelled up him. Then I inserted my entire hard-on
into him, my precum lubed the insertion..
His face twisted and he screamed, "AWW FUCCCCKKKK!
THAT HURTS AH! FUCK!" I felt the stretching walls of
his inner body. Felt his butt cheeks slam against my
balls.
His bubble butt was firm, proportionate and so
kissable. Soon I was banging it like a drum, bumping
and drilling my dick down Justin's hot love canal.
Justin's athletic young legs were up in the air
forming a perfect V-shape at my sides.
With every slam, his long sensuous legs would tighten,
sleek muscular lines would appear along his sweaty
thighs. Soon he wrapped them around my waist, so I
could lean down and chew on his lips and delicious
beating neck as I screwed him uncontrollably. His
whole body shook with each passionate penetration. He
purred in my ear each time I pulled out, and yelped
each time I stabbed inside him.
I pulled out of Justin to give him some time to
breathe. I then slid my velvety tongue in and out of
his swollen hole. It made his thighs clench together.
I rubbed my cock in his crack , and then along his
spotless legs. I rubbed the high arches of his
seemingly brand new feet around my cock, fucking them
together as my cock slid up against his inner ankles.
I smeared my rod against his, in his belly button, the
valleys of his neck, all over his face, letting a
little precum drip into his flawless ears, then
sliding it thru his swift hair, which was almost as
silky as the inside of his bottom.
I then turned Justin around and fucked him doggystyle.
I held his firm smooth body as I let my cock get
engulfed by his hole. I then pressed his face flat
down on the bed, keeping his butt raised. Ripples of
ecstasy flooded through him with each stretching of
the walls of his body. I then turned him around with
his back on the bed, lifted his legs and rammed into
him again. This time the hardest.
I loved the way his eyes widened and glazed each time
I thrust. It was mind-blowing. Justin arched against
me as we rocked together. The sensation of my fullness
rubbing inside him was like a hot wire against his
nerve ends. His prostate was at the peak of its
stimulation.
A choked, "OH MY GOD! COME INSIDE ME! GIVE IT TO ME!"
left his mouth as my jabs accelerated. "FUCK YEAH, You
little bitch. AW AW AWW! WIDER," I screamed, pushing
his thighs apart.
Justin was losing himself with each thrust. "HARDER
CHASE! FASTER! Aw Aw! AWW ah Ah! AHH UHHHHH! Fuck me
yeah. FUCK ME FOREVER! FUUUUCCCCCKK! AAAWWW!"
Dripping with sweat and screaming in pain and ecstasy,
Justin looked so hot and gorgeous lying there under
me, all tensed up. His smooth voice. His slim slick
boy body. His pretty eyes flickering and locking. It
can't be described. Crying out my name, his whole body
convulsed into a chain of spasms within and without.
One ended, and then the next began, and the next. His
sexy glowing feet tensed up in my hands as I held them
for support. Justin shot cute little jets of boycum.
Clinging to me, he saw stars, and he knew there were
none out tonight. He was biting his lower lip.
Seeing Justin shoot pushed me over the edge. I pounded
him into the bed so hard, the bed screeched and almost
collapsed. I watched Justin's pupils dilute as he
passed out from the most intense, earth-shaking moment
in his life. Then I jerked. I felt my breath stop.
Lightning bolts of fulfillment shot thru me. Justin
felt something deep inside him bloom, as the last
lights left his eyes, staccato spasms of my release.
An explosion. I needed it to be inside him, mark him,
claim him as my own, forever. It was mind-blowing.
Then surrendering to the longest hottest release of my
life, I joined Justin in a world where we'd never
been. It took a while for me to find myself again.
And as our orgasms rippled away, I felt as if I had
truly discovered myself. I watched Justin for a few
minutes, rubbing the tip of my nose on his. I couldn't
wipe the soft smile off my face. Then I gently carried
my beautiful Justin outside to our hammock, laid him
down, and pressed up against him. The cool rain-wet
hammock against our hot sweat-wet bodies was so
refreshing, as we settled in for a night under the
Canadian stars. Yes, the rain was gone now. The stars
were bright.
I was still overwhelmed. Too excited. My mind was
racing with intense thoughts and images. I saw myself
running from above, then flying from below. I saw
vivid colours and bright yellow lights flashing and
then disappearing. And then a feeling of great
stillness overcame me, and I closed my eyes. But I
swear I could still see the stars.
Hey guys, hoped you liked the story!
I will be posting up a new story at most three days
after every 30 email responses I get. So start your
comments, requests and suggestions!
Email me at: chocol8moonlight@yahoo.com
I'll even attach back some pics of the boys.
I really look forward to hearing what you guys have to
say!
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