Date: Wed, 26 Apr 2000 20:45:55 PDT
From: Roderick Shafton <bawdypen@hotmail.com>
Subject: Rockstar

Rock Star   bawdypen@hotmail.com

			 ROCK STAR

   As I drove up and parked, I was surprised at how much
I was looking forward to Frank's regular Friday party. They
were always fun, and usually a bedroom turned into an orgy den
before the night was over, but I was exhausted earlier from a
busy week and almost changed my mind. However, I always
seemed to forget my fatigue very soon after arriving, so even
though arriving late, I couldn't resist.
   "Dave!" Frank exclaimed, meeting me at the door, and
pulling me aside quickly--probably for some silly gossip.
"You'll never guess who's here!" he confided excitedly.
   Frank's parties were well known, and very often he had
guests from the entertainment field. Frank was a sometime
scriptwriter for television. His guests were seldom of great
importance, closet cases being what they are--extra careful!
And his parties being what they are--notorious! So it was
usually the lower echelon who had nothing to lose that graced
his soirees. But they were fun people, interesting to talk to,
and pretty uninhibited--at least at Frank's parties. So it was
with little enthusiasm that I listened to find out who Frank's
latest special guest was. Boy, was I in for a shock!
   "Girl, you're gonna shit your panties!" he whispered,
uncharacteristically camping. Frank was a pretty butch guy, but
this excitement had him dropping pins all over. I laughed at
his outburst, then soon stared wide-eyed in disbelief as he
said, "It's Johnny Zap of Johnny & The Tweaks. And he's, you're
not gonna believe this. He's in the upstairs back bedroom
taking on everyone and anything! They'll talk about this party
for months!"
   "You're kidding!" I was suddenly very excited. I had just
bought their latest album that afternoon. Johnny Zap was
somewhat of a teen heartthrob and made fantastic music to boot.
Punk style. Outrageous and sometimes lewd on stage. I was a
fan. Of his music and his body.
   "No shit!" Frank continued. "Not my type, you know, but he
sure is yours! Strip in my bedroom and slip in by the
connecting doors. Go get a piece of that action, baby, or
you'll never forgive yourself. But be quiet, please. The only
bummer to all this is that my sister and her husband dumped off
my nephew Randy this afternoon on their way to Las Vegas. I
didn't know what to do. I couldn't call off the party, so I
made him promise to keep busy in the front bedroom and go to
sleep early. I told him that the party would be boring for him,
so I rented some videos to keep him occupied. If he ever finds
out that Johnny Zap is here, he'll go nuts! Johnny is his idol.
Complete fascination. Why does this have to happen at the same
time! I've got to go take a Valium. You go have fun and try to
keep them quiet in there."
   I listened at the bedroom Randy was in and all was quiet.
Good. 14-year-olds usually pooped out early. So much energy
expended during the day. I moved on down the hall to Frank's
room and stripped. My cock was already bone hard just imagining
what was taking place in the next room. I could hear low
moaning sounds through the door, and voices. But nothing loud
enough to reach down the hall to Randy's room. I turned off the
light and slipped naked through the doorway.
   The sounds and smells were pure SEX. There had to be over
a dozen guys in there, engaging in various two, three, and
foursomes. Hell, maybe moresomes. Bodies were everywhere.
Cocksucking, butt fucking, you name it. I could hardly move.
There was so little light, I knew it would be impossible to
make out Johnny in this crowd. I would just have to fuck and
suck my way through the room if I expected to make it with him.
It didn't matter, really. I would have been happy just to watch
him in action. Just to see his sensuous lips around a guy's
cock, or his fantastic ass bouncing in rhythm as he fucked some
guy to heaven. Yeah! I could beat off to that! But, shit, I
couldn't see a thing!
   Anyway, I wasn't exactly lonely. Moving through this lot I
quickly had hands and lips all over me. Over my cock, up my
ass! I almost stumbled over some guy who had his legs splayed
back over his chest while mighty lunges were obviously taking
place into his asshole by someone's stiff cock. And a big one,
if his moans were any indication. Far from being disturbed by
my clumsiness, he grabbed hold of my foot and started to lick
and suck on my toes.
   "Mmmm," he moaned, sucking on my big toe as if it were a
hot cock. Then, "Yeah (lick), push that prick in a couple more
inches, Billy (lick), I know you've got them (lick). Shove them
in me (slurp)! He gave instructions to his fucker, never
letting go of my foot nor stopping his licking for any length
of time. I stood there enjoying this for awhile, standing on
one foot, being supported by two pairs of hands around my
waist. One guy was on his knees sucking away like crazy on my
stiff boner, while another was behind me, lazily licking up and
down my ass crease, covering every pore carefully as if he
could spend a week there. I stayed put.
   As I gradually accustomed my eyes to the dark, I could make
out a somewhat more bunched-up group on one side of the large
bed, near the window, an area I could only hope to arrive at
some day. Then I saw him. He was in the center of this group.
Johnny Zap, laying back, being paid homage to by however many
hands and mouths and cocks could reach him. One such cock was
up his ass. His legs were held up in the air by guys on either
side of him, one sucking his cock, the other licking his tit.
He was busy sucking off some guy standing next to the bed. The
group was constantly re-arranging themselves into various
orders...the cock remained stuffed up Johnny's butt.
   I noticed the form first. Then the voice. It was Grady,
sure as shit! He was the guy fucking Johnny. Thought I
recognized that ass. I'd had Grady before, actually several
times. Nice enough guy but tended to be a bit bitchy sometimes.
You know, the Hedda Hopper of the gay set type. A little
gossip, a lot of camp. A lot of cock. I mean a LOT OF COCK!
And Johnny was just taking it all in. And everyone was taking it
all in, watching intently as this big thing was slicing in and
out of rock star Johnny Zap's butthole for all to see. Or
almost to see. A little light was coming in from the patio
lights, but most was left to the imagination. And the sounds
helped.
   The guy sucking Johnny's cock had the best view, and lifted
his mouth off long enough to say, "Yeah, Grady, shove that fat
thing in there. Zap Johnny! He loves it. You're the fifth one
tonight and the biggest. I love watching cocks going in and out
of his asshole. He's insatiable! Fuck him!"
   Grady was coming. "Okay, hotshot, take this load! I'm
pumping it in deep. Next time you're on stage you'll still have
my cum dripping out of your butt! Ooooh." And I knew what he
meant. Grady shot lots and lots of sweet juice up his hole. I'm
sure of that. I could never contain his load. Swallow and
swallow and still I had it dripping down my chin. Blowing Grady
I lost enough for three guys' worth of cum. He was amazing.
   "Thanks, sailor!" said Grady, pulling his sloppy cock out.
   "Good fuck, man, real good fuck!" replied Johnny, good
naturedly. He didn't lower his legs, and someone soon took
Grady's place, eagerly slipping his bone up the asshole of this
famous rock star. Johnny didn't mind.
   Grady stood up next to the bed, exhausted. "Throw me a
towel, someone, I got thousands of gooey stars all over my
cock!"
   Suddenly, a youthful squeaky voice piped up. It was a
little familiar but I couldn't quite place it. It came from the
other side of the room.
   "No, don't wipe it off, please! Oh, please, let me lick it.
I'll suck it clean for you. It was up Johnny Zap's asshole,
don't just wipe it off!"
   "Who squeals from yonder off, a munchkin?" mocked Grady.
"You want it. Come get it. But make haste, queen. I gotta hit
the road." He stood there beside the bed, waiting for whoever
was claiming the prize.
   There was just enough light--and was I stunned. All of a
sudden there was Randy, Frank's 14-year-old nephew, scurrying
through the mass of tangled bodies, making a beeline for this
cum-soaked monster of Grady's. The little bugger made it in
record time. No one else could possibly have maneuvered his way
through the dense foliage. He dropped to his knees before Grady
and reverently lifted the dripping cock in his hands.
   "Here you go, kid," said Grady. "It's all yours. Slurp
away! Hey, wait a minute! Aren't you Frank's little cousin or
something?"
   Randy looked up at Grady for a moment, ignoring his
recognition. "This was really up Johnny Zap's asshole?" Randy
asked in awe.
   "Sure was. Lick it if you're gonna, but hurry up, willya."
   "Gee!" said Randy as he opened his mouth wide.
   Everyone could hear this conversation, and all heads turned
and watched as this star-struck kid proceeded to tongue up and
down Grady's big prick, licking and sucking what everyone knew
to be a combination of Grady's thick cum and Johnny Zap's
asshole juices. After he cleaned the shaft, top and bottom, and
even the balls, he sucked as much of the softened fat cock into
his mouth as he could. This was when he started moaning.
Loudly. The kid was in ecstasy. We all watched entranced as
this young boy moaned sensuously, sucking this fat cock that
was just up his idol's rectum. Most of us were a little jaded,
but none of us could match this act!
   And none of it was lost on Johnny. He was just as
fascinated by the spectacle as everyone else. "Hey, kid," urged
Johnny, "come up here!"
   Randy pulled off and turned his head toward the sound,
mouth still gaping open. Probably even wider. He recognized
the voice.
   "Johnny? Johnny Zap!"
   "Yeah, hey what's your name, anyway?"
   "Ah, Randy, sir!"
   "Well, Randy Sir," he chided, "get your butt up here so I
can get a good look at you. Fuck this darkness. Someone turn on
a that little lamp over there. I wanna see this boy!"
   A small table lamp was turned on. It was just right. Not
too bright. Perfect for seeing who's doing what to whom. Should
have been on earlier.
   Everyone moved aside as Randy made his way to the head of
the bed. To Johnny.
   "Lay down here, beside me, Randy. Damn, kid, you're a real
beauty! Pajamas and all. With a boner sticking up."
   Randy was speechless, and blushing profusely, totally in
awe of the sexy rock idol.
   Johnny stroked Randy's boner through his pj bottoms, his
other hand brought the boy's face to his own and kissed him
tenderly on the lips. But Randy was overcome. He returned
Johnny's kiss with an excitement and exuberance only youth
knows.
   "Slow down, kid," said Johnny. "We got all night."
   "Better take your hand away from my c...c...c-cock, Johnny.
I'm close to shooting!"
   "Okay." Johnny removed his hand. "Don't want you to come
too soon. And that c...c...c-cock of yours is the rock hardest
cock I've ever felt in my life. Some meat, baby boy! I'm gonna
suck the devil out of it for you. But first, whatever possessed
you to go crazy over some cock that just happened to be up my
ass?"
   "I knew you were here, somewhere. But I didn't think I'd
ever be able to get close to you. Especially if Frank finds out
I'm in here. And I wanted something, anything, that was from
you. I have all your records, Johnny, I really like you. I love
you, Johnny, really I do. Please, I'll do anything. Let me suck
your dick. I'll lick your ass for you, Okay? Can I do that?
I'll put my tongue right up inside. Anything that you want,
Johnny, anything!"
   "Wow, kid. You're something else!"
   "I mean it, Johnny. You wanna fuck me? You wanna fuck my
butt? I never done it before, but for you I will!"
   "I'm convinced, Randy. I'm convinced. First let me pay you
back a little for that outrageous episode. No one's ever given
me such a...a...compliment. I guess that's the right word. Pull
those pj's off, sexy. Let's get this orgy back on track. Leave
the light on. Whoever was plugging my butt before, get back to
it! Randy, you come up here and squat your pretty naked little
butt right down onto my face. I'm gonna suck that little hole
of yours 'til I drive you crazy. Don't touch that cock of
yours, but you can bend right down and suck on mine if you
want. How's that sound?"
   "Oh, gee," cried Randy enthusiastically. "I really do wanna
suck your dick. You really want me to sit on your face?"
   "Kid, just the thought of sucking your sweet asshole has my
cock harder than it's been all night. See!"
   Sure enough, what was once a semi-hard, semi-interested
apendage in yet just another orgy, was now a towering nine-inch
shaft of granite anticipating the promised delights of this hot
young boy.
   "Wow, Johnny, that's big!" said Randy as he grabbed hold of
Johnny's shaft and started to lick it. Johnny grabbed the boy's
hips and swung him over his face, sitting him right down where
he could get at him. Right up the butthole!
   The guy who had been fucking Johnny was of no use at the
moment, having come watching Randy slurping on Grady's coated
tool. I slipped in in his place. First I went down and slicked
up Johnny's hole real good, sticking my tongue as far inside as
I could. Who was I kidding? He'd been fucked five times
already. His butthole was already lubricated enough for the
next three orgies. Everyone present knew damn well that I had
my face in Johnny's crack for the sole reason that I just
wanted to suck on his asshole. And that I did, probably
draining several ounces of Grady's cum in the process. Who
cares? All I know is that those asslips of his were engorged
and gaping open and I sucked on anything I could get in my
mouth.
   I knew I shouldn't be doing this; I should be down warning
Frank about his lascivious nephew's behavior. Fuck 'im. I'll
tell him later. I wasn't about to miss out on a chance to fuck
Johnny Zap. And the guy that had pulled my dick between my
legs had gotten it up right and proper. I'd have to stop rimming
and begin fucking before I shot in his mouth.
   Randy was bent over mouthing Johnny's dick lovingly,
watching my every move just inches from his face.
   "Is it good, Uncle Dave!" he whispered.
   I blushed, but what the hell. We were in heaven at that
moment and something told me Randy and his Uncle Dave were
embarking on a new understanding of each other.
   I lifted my face from Johnny's hole and looked up into
Randy's starry eyes. "Sure is, you little asshole! You were
supposed to stay in your bedroom. Frank's gonna die!"
   "You think I care right now? Oh, man, Johnny Zap's eating
my ass and I'm sucking his cock. Come on, Uncle Dave, stick
your dick in there. I wanna watch you fuck him. Maybe some
time, you know, you and me...?" His mouth was suddenly plugged
by Johnny's big cock as I lifted his legs higher and plunged
carelessly into him, all the way.
   Randy's eyes opened wide. I'm not sure if it was from the
fact that he suddenly had a large cock going right down into
his throat, or the sight of my own throbbing prick savagely
piercing his beloved's butthole. Either way, he slurped like
crazy and never took his eyes off my assfucking.
   I was too hot to stall. I whispered to Randy, "Kiss me,
cutie, while I shoot a load up this hot ass!" And he did. And
I did...profusely.
   I pulled out slowly, watching Randy's eyes. He really
blushed this time. He looked like he wanted to repeat his
earlier performance, but thought better of it, realizing he had
just what he wanted already in his mouth.
   I slipped into the next room to get Frank on the intercom.
   "He's doing what!!! He's sitting on whose face!!!"
   "Just get up here, buddy. You don't want to miss this!"
   Frank was actually upstairs and in the door before I could
hang up the phone and slip back into the bedroom.
   "Dave, you're shittin' me, aren't you? Please tell me it's
all a rib."
   "Come see for yourself. The little bugger's going crazy. I
won't even tell you what he did earlier. At least not right
now," I laughed. "Your heart couldn't take it."
   We made our way into the room, through the intent crowd
which had finally abandoned their voyeurism and were back at
each other, with renewed vigor. Frank was agog as he spotted
the duo on the other side of the bed. Pushing aside enticing
buttocks and groping hands, he spread himself across the bed
and rested his hands under his chin, at the level of Johnny's
chest, and just took in this unbelievable sight, moving his
head back and forth as if at a tennis match.
   Finally, he reached up and grabbed Johnny's cock, resting
it from Randy's liplock. The boy was in such a reverie, he was
startled. Looking over, he saw his uncle and audibly gulped.
"Ah, hi, Uncle Frank. What's doin'?"
   "What's doin?!! You little fart, your mother's going to
kill me--dead. Absolutely dead!"
   Randy took a couple licks on the head of Johnny's dick. "I
don't think so, Uncle Frank."
   "Yeah, why not?"
   He smiled, just a little sarcastically. "Because you're not
gonna tell her how I was suckin' cock at YOUR orgy."
   Exasperated and more than a little defeated, Frank moved
his attention to Randy's rear where Johnny was deeply involved.
Running his hands caressingly over the smooth buttocks,
kneading them and prying them apart. Frank scooted toward the
head of the bed, watching Johnny Zap alternately licking up and
down, then plunging his tongue deep inside his nephew's
hairless gaping anus.
   "Hot stuff, Frank!" said Johnny, breathlessly.
   "Glad you like it, Johnny, glad you like it. You're rimming
my death sentence if my sister ever finds out."
   "Relax, Frank. Here, come up and have a lick. This ass is
fantastic!"
   Randy heard this and started giggling. "Go ahead, Uncle
Frank, KISS MY ASS!" and giggled some more.
   "Funny, Randy. Real funny!" But the sight was enticing.
Randy was back sucking on Johnny's dick, so Frank sneaked up
and poked his tongue up into his nephew's hot pink butthole.
After all, he'd always wanted to. Now was his chance. But only
for a few quick seconds. It made his cock hurt. It was up hard
and straining inside his pants. This was turning him on
fiercely. I could see his buns squirming.
   Randy turned his head around. "Ah ha! That was you, Uncle
frank, I could tell the difference. You really did it. You
kissed my ass!"
   "Don't you ever tell, you sexy little monster!" Frank
laughed.
   "Only if you promise to fuck me later."
   "Gee, kid, are you serious?" Frank was surprised and became
serious.
   "Sure, Uncle Frank. I always thought you were sexy. Uncle
Dave, too."
   Someone from the floor, fucking away rapidly into an
upturned and rotating ass, quipped, "Why don't you guys stop
yapping and just roll into a ball like you want to. Nephew
fuck. Uncle fuck. EVERYBODY FUCK! This is an orgy!"
   "Good idea," said Johnny Zap, pulling his face out of
Randy's butt for the first time that hour. "Hey kid, how would
you like to fuck me?" he asked, slapping the buttocks. "I know
it's sloppy eights or ninths, but I got good ass muscles. I'Il
wrap right around this stiff bone I'm holding and give you a
great ride!"
   "I've never fucked anyone, Johnny."
   "Would you like me to be your first?"
   "Sure, Johnny!" Randy was eager.
   I reached under Frank and unsnapped his trousers. Pulling
them down, I smiled, noticing that he had no underwear on--as
usual. I was familiar with the now exposed butt, and bent to
kiss it in recognition. I slipped off his shoes, allowing his
pants to come off and leave him ready for action.
   Johnny and Randy had dislodged themselves long enough for
Johnny to get up on his hands and knees and direct Randy behind
him.
   "Okay, buckaroo," quipped Johnny. "Plug that hot muther in
and ride me!"
   Randy looked at Johnny's hole. He was about to fuck his
idol right up the asshole. He had already sucked a cock that
was in there. He had watched his uncle's best friend suck on
that hole, then fuck it. And now he was going to fuck it! Could
he do less than his Uncle Dave? He bent down and slurped his
tongue up and down the crack, then pushed his tongue right
inside, moving it around and around.
   Frank looked back over his shoulder at me. "God, Dave, he's
even sucking asshole!"
   "Must run in the family, Frank," I said deadpan.
   Some guy had reached between his ass and grabbed ahold of
Randy's cock and was stroking it slowly. He knew he was too
close to coming for any such manipulations, as good as they
felt, and gently pushed the hand away. He aimed his stiff boner
at Johnny's hole and shoved hard, shooting it all the way in to
the hairs.
   "Yeah, cowboy!" Johnny encouraged, gasping at the
unexpected forcefulness. "My ass is yours, baby. Fuck it as you
like, but make it last, man, make it last."
   Johnny moved his knees apart, resting his frame comfort-
ably, hoping for a long, delicious HOT FUCK! Luckily, he had
already blown Randy during their 69, taking his mouth away from
that sweet hole to pull back and suck in the throbbing youthful
boner before it burst of its own accord. Randy had been getting
extremely hot with the luscious cock of his idol in his mouth,
and his idol's tongue probing his virgin rearend. Johnny hoped
that the earlier orgasm would prolong Randy's current assign-
ment. But somehow he knew it didn't really matter. Even if the
kid came quickly, he would probably be ready again soon.
   "Frank," offered Johnny, "stick that hard thing in my
mouth, willya? I need something to suck on while I'm getting
fucked, and that pulsing thing of yours looks real inviting."
   Frank moved up and positioned his cock between Johnny's
lips without hesitation. He was much too hot to care any more.
Johnny's mouth was making loud sucking noises, inviting Frank
to plug it in. So he did. He knelt before Johnny, and Johnny
sucked it in.
   "Dave!" Someone was patting me on the ass.
   I looked around. "Greg! Hey, man, having fun?" I hadn't
seen Greg in a long while. He was a friend, and a sometime
trick. I was glad to see him.
   "Get up there," he coaxed. "Stick your finger up his butt.
You know how Frank loves something up his butt. I'll suck you
off." He chuckled, then continued, "You know how I like to suck
you off."
   It was amazing how, with all the people in the room, the
central conversations were almost the only sounds, except for
the groans and slurpings taking place. The other participants
in this orgy continued their couplings, engaging in their own
pleasures, but avidly watching the play in progress. The guy
who reminded us earlier that this was an orgy stood up and
announced, "Let's make this monumental! We have a great
beginning for a fantastic daisy chain. Hot nephew fucking jaded
rock star, sucking nephew's uncle, being finger-fucked by
uncle's ex-lover (how did he know?), being sucked by ex-lover's
trick. Let's all join the connection!"
   And they did, in one form or another. Greg was sucking my
cock, while I licked my finger and stuck it up Frank's willing
butt. Someone enthusiastically started rimming Greg and the
rest joined in until we were all joined in one way or another.
The last guy, unfortunately, couldn't move the rest of us
around enough to get his mouth into action, but was at least
able to reach over and slip a moistened finger up into Randy's
asshole.
   They didn't all come at once, but Randy certainly started
it. When he felt that finger go up his rearend, finalizing the
chain, he cried aloud and shot his youthful sperm far up into
Johnny Zap's undulating ass.
   Frank was next, because instead of crying out to Johnny,
Randy exclaimed, "Shoot it Uncle Frank, let's plug him
together. I'm cumming!"
   "Ride 'em, cowboy!" cried Johnny. He was coming too.
Somehow we missed a person, someone on the other side of the
bed, on the floor. He had slipped his head up over the bed,
under Johnny's crotch, and had that big cock imbedded deep into
his throat, choking on Johnny's load. His first load of the
night, and copious it was. The guy was swallowing and
swallowing, the cock going deeper and deeper into his throat
as Randy pushed downward into Johnny's luscious asshole,
experiencing his virgin piece of ass. Johnny lifted slightly,
letting the guy linger over his cock without dying from it.
   Eventually everyone came, no one breaking the chain until
each had his chance to spurt. Bodies were soon laying around,
thoroughly exhausted.
   Frank rested back onto the pillows and looked at me. "God,
Dave. What were you doing, drilling for oil?"
   I laughed, realizing that what with the whole eroticism of
the event, and the expert mouth on my pole, I really had been
probing Frank's hole roughly. One finger was good for a while,
then I licked it and the one next to it, and shoved both of
them into his hole. Then, when the guy sucking me slicked up
his hand and sucked the top and masturbated the bottom of my
cock at the same time, I pulled those digits out and licked
them real good, and the one next to them, and shoved all three
fingers up Frank's expanding hole. He didn't mind at the time,
Johnny's suctioning mouth doing great things in front. I moved
them around rapidly, pressing on his prostate lovingly,
stroking it, making him shoot into Johnny's gulping mouth.
   "You weren't complaining," I cooed. "Backing up onto my
fingers like that!"
   He laughed. "Guess I can't deny that. Let's get the monster
out of here. We've gotta talk!"
   He grabbed Randy. "Let's go, kiddo. We gotta have a serious
discussion."
   Randy said nothing. He was spent. He stretched his body up
and over Johnny's and kissed him on the lips. Then he followed
his uncle.
   Johnny hadn't enjoyed himself as much--jaded as he was--in
a very long time. "Hey, kid," he said jokingly to Randy. "Don't
you want my autograph?"
   Randy smiled and looked back. "Naw! It would only make me
want to tell this story. Who'd believe me? But I'll never
forget, Johnny. I'll never forget!"
   "Me either, kid...Randy." Johnny Zap actually had a tear in
his jaded eye. Randy noticed it, but Frank was pulling on his
arm. Pulling him away.
   We went straight to Randy's room. Frank wanted to go over
all this now. Randy was exhausted, however, and wisely said,
"Uncle Frank, I'm really pooped. Can we talk about this
tomorrow? Please!"
   Frank was also tired and acquiesed. "Okay, little bugger
boy," he patted Randy on the head, "we'll talk in the morning--
but real honest like, right?"
   "Sure, Unc!" replied Randy, shrugging his shoulders and
laughing. "I couldn't exactly say I was sleepwalking, now could
I?"
   Frank leaned down to the boy's face, smiling, looking
directly into the still innocent eyes. "Not likely, kiddo, not
likely!" He held the angelic face in both hands and kissed the
boy full on the lips. The kiss was returned, eagerly.


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