Date: Fri, 22 Aug 2003 13:47:32 -0400 From: Andy Whitman Subject: Dream Street Slave [authorian] Chapter 2 [If you have not read the previous chapters please read them first before going onto this chapter.] DISCLAMER: THIS FAN FICTION IS PURE FANTASY. IT INVOLVES SEX [CONSENTUAL AND NONCONSENTUAL] BETWEEN MINORS, SOME OF WHICH MAY BE KNOWN TO THE REAL WORLD AS CELEBRATIES. THE AUTHOR, NOR ANY SITE WHO HOSTS THIS FICTION OWNS OR BELIEVES THAT THE EVENTS WRITTEN ARE REAL. AS ALWASYS, DO NOT PROCEED ANY FURTHER IF YOU ARE AGAINST THIS TYPE OF LITERATURE OR ARE NOT LEGALLY ABLE TO READ THIS [BY READING BELOW THIS YOU ARE TAKING RESPONSIBILITY FOR WHAT YOU ARE READING] Dream Street Slave - Chapter 2 Well, I guess the choice was pretty simple, I would have either stayed at home and jack off thinking about Dream Street and Josh, or I could really go and hang out with them for a day. I decided to go and take the humiliation if it meant I could go hang out with 6 of the cutest boys in the world. The day of the concert got closer and the excitement still hadn't worn off from the day I found out about the Dream Street concert from Josh. Actually my dick was the one who was keeping me excited. It seemed like I was pulling on it day and night, it was actually really raw and puffy by the time the day of the concert came. While I was getting dressed, my computer alerted me that I had a new email so I went to read it. It was an email from Josh with three simple words that made the bulge in my tight jeans stick out even more. It said "take the bus". This was going to be so embarrassing, It was embarrassing enough letting my mom see me dressed in the clothing Josh had chosen for me but now I had to take the bus with a whole bunch of complete strangers. I defiantly got plenty of stares on the way to the bus station. I could hear hushed whispering as I passed a couple of old ladies and I even got a `tisk tisk' from an women of about 30 year old who was also waiting for the bus to come. As if all this was humiliating enough, luck would have it that the sky started to get dark and the rain started to pour. At first, I was just pissed off for getting stuck in the rain without an umbrella waiting for the bus. We'll...I had completely forgotten that I was wearing WHITE and you know what happens to white clothing when they get wet...yep...they turn transparent. I was so mortified at this. Now, not only would everyone be seeing me in clothing that's so tight you could see every outline of my body, they could see through my clothing too. My shirt was almost completely transparent. You could see everyone, my nipples, my chest, my stomach. My pants, luckily they were thicker so they didn't turn clear too much but I was shocked to see that you could see my pink thong. I got through the bus ride without an incident but when I was getting off, I tripped on the stairs and slipped down a couple of stairs. As my hands shot out to balance myself they grabbed onto some guys ass. The guy turned around to tell me off letting me see who he really was. Standing there in front of me, was Matt Ballinger from Dream Street. I swear, right then I could have died and gone to heaven. I was so shocked and excited that I even forgot my hand was on his ass until I heard his sweet voice mutter `fag' and moved away from me. Luckily the bus drive allowed my clothes to dry off so I wasn't that embarrassed anymore. I got off the bus and entered the concert hall. A/N - Chapter is short because I want to get a feel of the setting first, I swear we'll move onto all the great sex VERY soon [in the next chapter]. Feedback is appreciated but not necessary. I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I've enjoyed writing it. [Of course, comments would push me to write faster so if you want to read more, let me know what u think so far] If you want to use this story, please contact me at lilsmutboi@hotmail.com for permission. Comments also go to this email!