This will be my last story for a while I guess because I lost the spark for writing at the moment and I will focus on my other project for the foreseeable future.
I never thought I would be the type of guy who would be someone to be admired of have any fans yet at signing at this years San Diego Comic Con I met him.
Nor did I expect him to even shake my hand with such conviction he took my autograph firmly with a bright smile with his friends I am in love.
I offer him and his friends a private showing of an episode for next season they jump at it willingly knowing about the seeds I planted in its.
Brenton can’t move himself lost in to the sea of the smith crowd he leans forward staring in to the fray the man is completely under my power.
Brenton’s mind falling deeper in to the spiral I am in awe at the ability of it to ensnare the whole area including Brenton, and his hot friends.
The announcer stands still emotionless with the microphone in his hand to his side I tap his shoulder letting it land in my hand and grab on to it.
I crack up with a sexy smile overtaking my face I can’t help it turning to the edge of the crowd I lift the microphone to my lips letting them curl up a bit.
I begin to instruct them a bit at a time guiding their eyes with my hand from me back to the spiral their pupils grow in size and populating with color.
“Good bois!” I say causing cocks to stir as Thor imagine copulates their minds.
“Watch carefully! There will be questions and answer section after.”
“Wooohoooo!”
“Begin Now!”
“Yyyyyeeeessssss!”
“Wwwwoooooohhhhhhooooohhhoooo”
“Everyone check out the spiral”
“The spiral”
“Obeying is pleasure and pleasure is obedience “
“Repeat and obey”
“Follow the color scheme back to me”
“Follow the light”
“I am your light”
“Brenton stand up “
“YES”
“Give Him A Mic”
“Yes sir”
“Pledge yourself to me”
“I pledge gong whole mind, heart and soul to you”
“Exit the isle that’s it, down the carpet to the stage.”
“Walk up the steps”
“Meet me at the top “
“Who am I?”
“Master Lawrence “
“Kneel at my feet and look in my eyes “
“Yes Master”
“Stand up and kiss me”
“Mmmmmm”
“Picture yourself on a private island with just me and you.”
“The two of us alone, you are so protective of me.”
my issue is that just rewatching Supernatural isn’t enough. It takes too long. I want it all at once. I need a room covered in 327 monitors that feed me every single episode at the same time. I need the DVDs melted down and put into an IV drip. I want every single minute of the show tattooed on the inside of my eyelids. I need to live inside its flesh.
Steve taking Dustin to see his favorite metal band in concert. They manage to get spots right up on the barrier, and the lead singer of Corroded Coffin keeps getting distracted by Steve’s pretty face. Dustin has a vice grip on Steve’s arm, screaming and excited that Eddie fucking Munson keeps standing right in front of them. Steve barely notices what will be a bruise tomorrow from Dustin’s fingers, because the guy keeps singing right at Steve, looking right into his eyes.
When the set ends, but before one of the stage managers hunts them down to bring them back stage—Steve turns to Dustin, puts his hands on his shoulders, and says, “I’m going to marry your favorite rockstar.”
Dustin, mirroring Steve and clapping his hands onto Steve’s shoulders, replies with equal gravity, “I will literally make sure gay marriage becomes legal, just so you can marry Eddie Munson in every way possible.”