Date: Wed, 25 Nov 1998 16:24:26 EST
From: Dudesurfer@aol.com
Subject: celebrity;meeting-bon-jovi (dudesurfer) (m/b) (1!1)

This story is fiction and is not meant to imply anything about the true
sexuality of Jon Bon Jovi.

This story takes place in the late eighties....

	Danny waited anxiously as he rode the elevator up to the
penthouse suite of the downtown hotel.  He was both nervous and excited
about what awaited him at the top.

	He had won a national contest held by a major record company.
The winner got to meet and interview the artist of their choice for
their school newspaper.  Out of the hundreds of entries received,
Danny couldn't believe it was his name that had been drawn.  When the
record label representative asked him who he'd like to meet, he didn't
even have to think about his answer.  It was Jon Bon Jovi.

	Like everyone else in his class, he loved Bon Jovi's recently
released New Jersey album.  Teens from everywhere were spellbound by
the band's rocking music and high energy.  They also thought Jon's
singing was fantastic.  But for Danny, it meant even more.  For him,
there was a kind of attraction to the long haired lead singer that he
couldn't explain.  Then again, he was only sixteen, and like most
teenagers he no real explaination for the many conflicting feelings
and emotions he felt most of the time.

	Danny's trance broke itself as the elevator doors opened into
the posh penthouse suite.  Two imposing bodyguards stood in the main
foyer, and neither looked too thrilled to see him.  They checked his
pass and confirmed his appointment.

	"Mr. Bon Jovi's running late from an autograph signing event."
said one of the guards. "You can go wait in the living room if you
want."

	Danny took a seat on the couch, still feeling very
uncomfortable with the two mean-looking body guards watching over him.
Twenty minutes when by, and still no sign of Jon.  Danny was starting
to get both self-concious and bored.  He may have been waiting twenty
minutes, he thought, but it felt like twenty years.

	Danny was about ready to give up hope of his favorite singer
ever showing up when the elevator doors suddenly opened.  Danny had to
rub his eyes a bit to make sure, but it was him.  He was actually in
the same room as Jon Bon Jovi.

	Jon was wearing a loose fitting white tank top underneath his
black leather jacket.  Tight, worn blue jeans with a few rips at the
legs and a pair of cowboy boots finished his wardrobe.  His hair, as
always, was long and brown.  It manage to be somewhat wild, yet
perfect, all at the same time.

	"Hi ya, Joe." Jon said to one of the guards, "Whose the kid?"

	"Name's Danny.  Record company had him scheduled to do an
interview with you.  You know, for that high school contest it was
running."

	"Oh jeez.  It completely slipped my mind.  That's today isn't
it?"  Jon said, more to himself than to the guard. "There's not a whole
lot of time, I gotta meet some of the tour promoters for lunch in a
little bit."

	Danny's heart was about ready to sink when he heard that.
After all the waiting and anticipation, it was starting to look like
the rock star wasn't going to have anytime to spend with him,  His
whole trip downtown, it seemed, was going to be all for nothing.  Jon
then looked over at Danny's direction, quickly moving his eyes up and
down as if inspecting him.

	"I don't want to let the kid down." He said, turning back to
the guard. "I'll just have to do it while I'm getting ready for the
luncheon.  Why don't the two of you take a lunch break yourself"

	"Are you sure, Mr. Bon Jovi?" the guard asked, looking a little
surprised.

	"Sure, go on.  Take your buddy here with you.  Just pick one
of the resturaunts in the hotel and tell them to bill it to me."

	The two guards looked at each other.  This was highly out of
the ordinary, but they figured they better take the chance while they
had it.  They quickly waved bye to Jon and then entered the elevator.
In seconds, the doors closed behind them.

	Jon then walked over to Danny and shook his hand.  Danny was
awestruck by how good looking, and friendly, Jon was in real life.

	"Sorry about being late." Jon told the teen, "You can schedule
the whole day and something's bound to fuck it up." They both laughed,
and this comment helped put Danny a little more at ease.

	"We'll have to do this while I clean up.  You don't mind, do
you?" Jon asked, already turning away and walking toward the bedroom.

	"Uh, no.  I mean, I guess not." was about all Danny could
stammer out.

	"Well, come on then." Jon motioned Danny to follow him.

	Danny walked in at sat down on the edge of the king sized bed
that was in the center of the room.  From where he was sitting, he
was just a few feet away from the bathroom, where Jon was looking
himself over in the mirror.

	"Well, you've probably have some questions you've been dying
to ask, so what's first?" Jon said, slipping the leather jacket off,
revealing his muscular arms.

	And so Danny began asking questions and jotting down Jon's
answers on his notepad.  While he was doing this, he saw Jon open the
frosted glass doors of the shower and turn the water on.  Jon then
lifted his tank top over his head, showing his hard abs and muscular,
hairy chest.  Danny pretended not to be looking.  At that point,
however, all he wanted to do was drool over Jon's well-built pecs.
But guys aren't supposed to look at other guys that way, he told
himself.

	Still asking questions, Danny looked on as Jon sat down on
toilet and took off his boots and socks.  It was about that time that
Danny realized the situation he was in.  Here was Jon Bon Jovi,
undressing right in front of him...and he wasn't closing the door!

	Jon turned his back to Danny and then unbuttoned his Levi's.
He bent over as he pulled them down, and Danny gulped hard.  Jon, it
seems, didn't wear underwear.  Danny was treated to the sight of the
singer's tight, white ass.  He had seen boys his own age naked in gym
class, but Jon wasn't a boy.  He was definitely a man.  And Danny had
never seen an ass as rock solid as the one just a few feet away from
him.

	Without turning around, Jon kept talking as he opened the
shower door and steped in.  Tough Danny couldn't make out many details
thru the frosted glass, he could easily tell that Jon was starting
to lather himself up.

	Danny felt his young cock go from soft to completely rigid in
about three seconds.  Not now, he thought, trying to cover his suddenly
tented shorts with his small notepad.  If only he had worn briefs
today, but he had worn boxers instead, and they didn't do a thing to
hold his boner down.  He wondered why now, of all times, his boner had
decided to shoot up to it's full five inches.  Is it because he was
watching Jon, who was now soaping up his chest?  Nah, it couldn't be
that.

	"You know," he heard Jon shout, "It's kind of hard to hear you
over the water, why don't you come closer."

	"Oh...Okay." Danny said nevously, getting up from the bed.  He
made sure to keep the notepad over his crotch as he entered the
bathroom.  He sat on the lid of the toilet, right were Jon had been
sitting just a minute or two before.  Now he was right next to the
shower, although he still couldn't see inside all that well because of
the steam that had built up.

	"So what's your next question?" Jon asked.

	"Well, uh, let's see." Danny replied, completely overwhelmed
by his situation.  He I am, he thought, watching a naked Jon Bon Jovi
shower just a foot or two away.  All while trying to conceal a hard
on, too.  "Uh, okay...Is there anything you don't like about touring?"

	"Actually, yeah, there is.  You'd think the best part about
being a rock star is all the girls, right?  But you know what, it
actually gets kinda old after awhile.  I'm mean, sure, I fuck around
alot, but it's just the same old shit each time.  I'd really like to...
I don't know...try something new with someone.  Something diffrent.
Something I've never done before."

	The shower water then stopped, and Jon steped out.  There he
stood, completely naked and soaking wet right in front of Danny.
Nothing was left to the imagination now; Danny could see everything.
Jon's solid pecs, tight abs, muscular legs...and his soft cock, which
was now level with Danny's face.

	"I know it sounds funny, but sex lately just hasn't been that
fulfilling.  There's just something missing, and I haven't been able to
figure it out yet."  Jon was now towel drying his hair.  He hadn't
moved from where he stood, or made any attempt to cover himself.

	Suddenly, Danny couldn't take it anymore.  Seeing Jon there,
completely nude, made something inside of him snap.  He still didn't
understand why he was so horny, but he knew he had to do something.
Without warning, and without even really realizing what he was doing,
Danny leaned over and took Jon's cock head in his mouth.

	"Whoa, dude." Jon moaned as Danny started bobbing up and down
on his cock.  Within seconds, Jon cock started to fill with blood and
get hard.  Danny, almost by instict, began to open his young mouth
wider to accomodate Jon's rapidly growing boner.

	Danny couldn't believe he was doing this.  He also couldn't
bring himself to stop.  He'd never felt anyone's hard cock except for
his own.  Jon's dick felt warm to the touch, soft yet hard at the same
time.  Danny was no expert, but he'd have to guess it was about eight
inches long.  Jon's balls, still warm from his hot shower, had a light
covering of brown pubic hair and were very low hanging.

	"Kid, I'm not sure this is a good idea.  Maybe we shouldn't..."
An involuntary moan cut Jon off as Danny took his mouth off of his cock
head and began licking his balls like an ice cream cone.  "Alright
then..." Jon whimpered to himself, surprised a little high school kid
could make him feel this good, "If we're gonna do this, we're gonna
do this right."

	Jon reluctantly pulled away from Danny.  He then reached over
and actually lifted Danny up over his bare shoulders.  He carried the
teen over to the bed and laid him down.  He had the boy down to just
his boxers in no time.

	In disbeleif, Danny saw Jon crawl in between his spread legs
and start to rub his beautiful face against his crotch.  After a few
moments, Jon hooked his fingers under the waisband and tugged them
down.  Danny's boner was now totally exposed and just inches away from
Jon's face.

	"I've never done this before..." Jon said, then leaned forward
and swallowed Danny's cock whole.

	"Ahhhh..." Danny moaned.  He had never felt anything as good
as this.  Jon's mouth was so warm and wet.  He felt Jon swirl his
tounge on the underside of his dick, slowly moving his mouth up and
down.  It was just too much for the young virgin.  With seconds, he
started cumming in Jon's mouth.  He couldn't help it, but he thought
for sure this would piss Jon off.  Instead, Jon swallowed the entire
length of his cock, and kept it there until Danny's orgasm subsided.
Finally, Jon removed his mouth from Danny's still hard cock and licked
his lips.	

	"Wow." Jon said, "The girls are right.  Cum does tasted kinda
cool."  Just then, the phone in the bedroom rang, scaring the hell
out of the both of them.

	"Aw, shit!" Jon groaned, "That's probably my agent.  I better
take it."  Jon got up, still wet from his shower and sporting a huge
boner, and picked up the phone on the nightstand.  He then laid back
down on the bed, leaning his back against the headboard.

	While Jon talked, Danny's mind was racing.  He could believe
what had just happened.  Jon Bon Jovi, idol to screaming fans
everywhere, had just sucked on his cock.  And swallowed his load to
boot.  Up until now, Danny had been denying his feelings toward other
guys...but there was no denying it now.  All he could think of now
was returning the favor.

	Danny crawled over to Jon and then leaned over and took one of
his nipples in his mouth.  It was hard in no time, and Danny just
naturally began to suck and lick on it.  Jon continued to talk on the
phone, but was definitely distracted.

	"Listen Mike," Jon said, trying hard to concentrate on the
conversation. "I want...I want to schedule the, uh, studio for the end
of the month."

	As he was licking Jon's nipple, Danny looked down between Jon's
legs.  The singer's cock, still hard as a rock, was starting to trob
and flex.  Danny knew what he had to do now.  He quickly took his mouth
off of Jon's chest and, without warning, sunk about three inches of
Jon's cock into his mouth.

	"Oh, fuck." Jon let out as he felt Danny go down on him, "No,
not you Mike.  What's that?  We need to do a sound, uh....sound check?
What....oh, man...what time is that?"

	While still sucking, Danny took one hand and moved it down to
Jon's balls.  They were still damp from the shower.  He took both of
them into the palm of his hand and started to gently squeeze and knead
them.  Jon had gotten him off, and now he was determined to do the
same for Jon.  And playing with Jon's nuts was certainly having an
effect as the rock star tried, with less and less success, the keep
talking.

	"How about we...we...set up the sound check about, uh, thirty
min...minutes before the show."  Jon stammered into the phone.  "No,
I'm...jeez...I'm fine.  Wh...Why do you ask?"

	Danny felt Jon's balls pull up tighter against his body.  Danny
knew when that happened to him it usually meant he was getting close
to cumming.  Danny couldn't wait, so he sped up his sucking.  He also
somehow managed to get another inch into his mouth.  In no time, he
felt Jon's warm body begin the squirm underneath him.  All the while,
Jon still tried desperatly keep in voice steady.

	"If one of the tour...buses is in the...gawd damn...repair
shop then...uh, then...we should try to...oh, man....get another."

	It was almost time, Danny thought.  He took his mouth off of
Jon's cock, which was now slick with siliva.  He wrapped both his
teenage hands around Jon's hard on and started jerking him off at
lightning speed.  At this point, they both knew Jon was a goner.

	"Ah...arrange to have the plane...oh gawd...meet us at...at...
the airport by...by....Aw, shit!  I can't...I gotta...I'm gonna..."

	Jon's big cock got harder then ever in Danny's hand.  Jon
bucked once...and three huge loads of cum blasted from his dick.
Danny was in awe, but just kept pumping.  He had never seem so much cum
before!  All three shots leapt out and landed all over Jon's hairy
chest and tight stomach.  After the three shots, cum still continued
to ooze from Jon's piss slit.	

	"Whoa..." Jon sighed to himself.  Then he remembered he was
still holding the phone to his face.  "What? Yeah Mike, I'm fine. I
just, uh, spilled some milk.  Yeah, I'll call you back."

	Jon then hung up the phone and jumped onto Danny, pinning him
on the bed.  Jon was now laying on top of the teen, staring into his
eyes.  He then leaned forward and started kissing him wildly.  This
went on for a few minutes before he finally pulled his lips away.

	"Oh, man.  I never realized doing it with a guy could be this
good.  But I gotta go.  I'm really running late.  I'll get you some
backstage passes for the show tonight and we can hook up again.  You're
not going to tell anyone about this, right?"

	"Are you kidding?" Danny asked, feeling safe and warm with
Jon's body above him. "Who would ever believe me?"

	"Great!" said Jon, jumping up and putting on a clean pair of
jeans (no underwear). "You definitely DON'T give love a bad name."

The End???????