Date: Sun, 15 Sep 2013 16:05:07 +0800 From: Azwan Azwan Subject: A Chance with Greyson Part 5 Uncut Disclaimer: This story is fiction and this not intended to imply anything about the true sexuality of the celebrities mentioned or any personal knowledge about their private lives. Author's note: This uncut version features a scene that might offend some of the readers here. If you're one of the readers, you've been forewarned. There's cut version of this chapter, you can read that one instead. A Chance with Greyson V Uncut I'm in a daze. The flashing lights are blinding me. I feel the butterflies in my stomach wanting to get out. My knees are getting weak. "Fuck off!" Andy roars to the intruding crowd but his 'plea' falls into deaf ears. He then grabs hold of my hand, as tight as he can, and pushes away the crowd. My knees finally give way but Andy manages to hold me. "Are you okay?" He whispers to my ear. "I just want to get out of here." I reply weakly. Then a large and strong man stands in front of us. His body is large enough to shield us from the intruding crowd. "Are you guys going to leave them alone or are we going to have a problem here?" I recognize that voice. No more flashing lights. No more disgusted looks. I hear mutters. "What are you guys waiting for?" He asks sternly. The crowd begin to disperse. I manage to get eye contact on one of them. I feel his hatred deep inside of me. I flash him my middle finger. The man turns to us. I was right. It's Rob. " The car is right there." He points us to the black SUV. "Thanks, Rob." I say. He acknowledges by nodding his head. When we enter the car, we're greeted by Greyson, who's seating in front seat. There's a concerned look on his face. "I saw what'd happened." His voice cracks a little. "I wanted to help but I'm afraid that I'd make a bigger mess of things, especially with them holding their phones and cameras. So, I told Rob to help you guys out." Andy thanked Greyson. "I shudder to think of what would have happen to us if he didn't come to the rescue." He continues. Then it hit me. It's like a sudden electricity coming through my spine. "We're fucked." My voice starts to crack again. "We'll be in the news. We'll be under public scrutiny." I start to break down. "Andy, our families. They'll know. They will never accept us. We're done for." Andy hugs me. I hug him back. I'm bury my face on his chest as I let my tears soak his shirt. "What are we going to do, Andy?" He stays silent. ... A dream: I'm chained. My shirt torn, and my undies is the only thing that is covering my lower body. I look to my left and see Andy in the same position as I am. He's in a semi-conscious state. I whisper his name. He looks at me and manages to smile. Suddenly, a masked man enters the room. He's holding a whip. He scans at us, from head to toe and then gives a smirk. "I'll start with you first." He says in a coldly as he gives a chilling smile at Andy. He saunters to Andy. The chains rattle from Andy's trembling. "Once I'm done with this faggot, you'll be next. Watch as I whip the faggot out of him." He smirks at me again. The masked man pulls his hand as far as he could and swing the whip right across his face. Blood starts to drip from his cheeks. He uses the handle put on Andy's chin to lift his face up. He then whips again using his backhand. A tooth comes out. Andy's spits out the blood. "Is that all you got?" Andy asks, trying to be brave. I could only close my eyes as he said those words. The masked man grabs Andy by the throat. "This is just the beginning." He then laughs. The masked man continue whipping Andy. Three of whips hit Andy's balls and all he could do was screamed at the top of his lungs. I lost count after the 30th whip. Blood seams through his white undies. His body is covered with cuts and bruises. His lips, one of my favorite features of him, swollen. He's almost unrecognizable. "Now for the grand finale. " The masked man smirks again as he said those words. He brings a wooden stool and place it directly under Andy's privates. He then takes a long sharp knife from his back pocket. "Homosexuality is a disease that can only be cure through castration." He seems to be proud when he said that. He uses the knife to cut out Andy's bloodied undies. Andy's limp penis and balls out on display. "I'm not that evil." The masked man says. "You'll have your final ejaculation before I cut off that diseased cock of yours." He then takes out a syringe filled with a blue liquid. "It's crushed viagra and adrenaline mixed together, if you're wondering." Andy screams in agony as he injects it right at the penis veins. Within seconds his limp dick starts to grow into the six-incher that I love. The masked man rubs the frenulum , giving Andy a little of pleasure from the torture. He then grabs Andy's cock and slides it up and down its shaft, using precum as lubricant. Andy's biting his lips but a moan still manages to escape from it. Foreseeing that Andy's about to climax, he readies his knife. "I can't hold it anymore" Andy stutters as a tear comes out of his eye. Moments later, strings of cum shot out of his cock. The masked man then swings his knife down. I wake up, drenching in my own sweat. I look around. Thank God, I'm at the hotel room. I call out for Andy and he acknowledges me from the bathroom. I knock on the bathroom door, tears flowing down my eyes. As soon as Andy opens the door, I hug him. He asks me what's wrong and I told him about my nightmare. After listening, he wipes the tears of my face and kisses me on my forehead and then on the lips. "It's just a dream. Nothing of that sort will ever happen to us even if we're haul to court and get jailed." He assures me. I give him the smile he claimed that's worth a million dollars. "Is Greyson still in his hotel room?" Andy nods his head. "Hold on. We need to come out with a new rule." I raise an eyebrow. "You can't mouth kiss anybody except your boyfriend." He then gives me a wink. I knock on Greyson's door. "Grey. Shit- Michael. Argh. Whatever. You know who's this." The door opens a little. Then someone forcefully grab me by the hand and pulls me inside. I can't quite process I'm looking at right now. My jaw drops and my eyes widen in disbelief. In front of me is Rob. Greyson's burly bodyguard is naked. His eight inch dark brown cock is pointing upwards. He has a great amount of black pubic hair on the base of his dick. I look at the bed and I see an exhausted Greyson, lying on his stomach. "Hey," Greyson says wearily. "Up for a threesome? But you have to be the middle. I can't take Rob huge dick no matter how many times I tried." I look at Rob again. My eyes slowly drop to his eight inch cock. "My asshole can't possibly accommodate something that big, can it?" I ask nervously. Rob just smiles at me, it's as if he knows I'm already salivating for his cock. He places his hand on my head, instructing me get down on my knees and start to worship that monster of a cock. I'm fascinated at how big Rob's cock is. He's the biggest I'd ever seen in my lifetime. I can't even wrap my hand around his cock. I open my mouth and lean in, tasting my very first African-American cock. "Mhmm" Rob is licking his lips. "Now I know where Greyson gets his sucking techniques from." I continue sucking on his cock for 5 minutes before he asked me to stop. I lie down on the bed, excited and nervous as to what's going to happen. "I think it's better if you're in a doggy position." Rob says. I nod my head and assume to position. My asshole is on display for Rob to see while I get to see Greyson's six inch cock and marble-shaped balls up close. Rob slides his huge cock up and down the entrance of my asshole, driving me wild. Sounds of pleasure keep on escaping my lips. "I guess you're ready." He then tries to push his cock inside but seems to have a resistant at the entrance of my asshole. "You're not relaxed, enough. I thought you're experienced at this?" "I'm sorry, Rob," I say, "Your cock is just too big." "You'll learn to take it." He replies. He then grabs my cock and starts to jerking me off. Greyson smiles at me and gently slaps my face with his cock. That somehow relaxes me. "I'm going in." "Ow!" I yelp in pain. His cockhead manages to breach the entrance and slowly put in two inches inside of me. My ass feel like it's on fire. I open my mouth, gasping for air but Greyson takes that as an opportunity to put his cock inside my mouth. "I have to be calm." I told myself. I control my breathing and try to follow the rhythm of Rob's trusts. After almost an eternity, Rob finally manages to work all of his eight inch of cock inside of me. "See, Greyson. It's not impossible. He's taking all of my cock." Rob says as he continues thrusting his hips. With every minute passed, Rob fasten his pace and I've started to enjoy the huge cock inside of me. Twenty minutes into the fucking, and Rob still riding me like a mad horse. He seems to have an unlimited amount of stamina. I, on the other hand, am about to blow. I guide Rob's hand to my dick. He knows what to do. "Uhmm. Uhmm." I can't hold it much longer. I stop bopping my head on Greyson's cock, but he takes over by placing both of his hand on the each side of my head and facefuck me. I'm holding the bed sheets tightly. It's coming. Three, two, one... Shot after shot of sticky white cum comes out of my cock with such powerful force. Seeing me cum causes Greyson to reach his own climax. He pushes my head towards his body until my nose touches his pubes. He holds my head in place as he cums inside of my mouth. It took Rob twenty more thrusts to finally reach his climax and when he did, he slammed his eight inch shaft all the way inside of me. I could feel every drop of cum flowing inside my ass. After he'd recovered from his intense climax, he slowly takes out his semi-erect cock out of me. Some of his cum escape from inside of me and trickle down my butt crack. "Your asshole has quite a big gap and not to mention it looks really red." Greyson comments. I then feel something poking inside of me. "See, I can place in three fingers inside without any difficulty!" I then collapse on the bed, exhausted. Greyson lies beside as Rob excuses himself to the bathroom. Greyson closes his eyes and leans in for a kiss but I turn my head away causing him to kiss on my cheek instead. "I'm sorry, Grey but we promise each other that we wouldn't kiss anyone else besides each other." I say. "Aww. You're guys are so sweet." He then places his finger on my lips. "I'm going to miss kissing those lips. Besides, those lips are the first ones that I kiss." Greyson points out the redness of my cheeks and smiles at me. "Anyway, are you ever going to tell me that you're screwing around with your bodyguard?" I ask, trying to change to another subject. "It never came up!" He say in a high-pitched voice. We both laughed at his voice breaking. He then continues, "Remember when I surprised you at your house?" I nod my head. "Well, I asked him to accompany me by offering to blow him off. He wanted to fuck me but I couldn't take his cock. Maybe someday." He then wink at me. ... There's a frantic knock on the door. Greyson and I quickly dressed up while Rob heads to the bathroom. I open the door and see a visibly shaken Andy. I ask him if he's alright. "We're in the news." He says as he hands me the newspaper. The newspaper headline reads: Two gay teenagers caught kissing in public! Details inside. "They're also interviewing the DJ who gave us the tickets to Greyson's showcase. I think we have to get out of this country." He says almost adamantly. "Where to?" "The States." Before I could answer him, the telephone rings. Rob picks up. I see him nodding a couple of times. He then yelled at the receiver before slamming down the telephone's receiver. "That was the media. They're asking about Greyson's involvement in all of this bullshit." Rob says. "I think we have to leave too, Greyson." Greyson nods his head and looks at me, "You need to leave with Andy to the States or else you'll suffer here." I look at Greyson and then back to Andy."But... But...We have no cash. I don't even have money to buy myself lunch. How am I supposed to fork out for a plane ticket?" "Here." Andy hands me a piece of paper. It looks like a plane ticket. "Are you okay?" Andy asks me as he taps my shoulder a couple times. "This is too much, Andy." "Take this as your birthday gift. You've been there for me since we're 12 and this is one way for me to repay you. Please come with me." I'm still in a daze as to what to do. Should I accept his offer? I look at deep in his eyes. There's nothing but sincerity in his eyes. My heart pounds harder than normal. "Andy, I-' Andy interrupts me. He places his hand on the side of my face and says, "In a country where homosexuality is intolerable, this is no longer a place for us to live in peace. We've to leave everything behind, which includes our families. I don't think they'd cared about us now that they know their sons are a couple of gay dudes, breaking their moral code and all that shit. We got to leave now before this incident gets more attention than it already has. Are you with me?" I stare at his beautiful eyes again and kiss him. America, here we come. ... Author's note: Hi guys. Azwan here. I hope you guys enjoyed this story. This chapter serves as a bridge to A Chance with Greyson and That One Time with Asa Butterfield. I've been meaning to publish this for some time now but I didn't have the time to edit and proofread it until now. I'll move on to creating a new series which may or may not feature a certain youtuber. If you have any questions, reviews or just wanna say hi, you can email me at: azwanazwan@outlook.com Finally, I'd like to say thank you for those who've been a fan of this series. Keep 'em emails coming. I love reading them :)