Below are the 6 most recent journal entries recorded in miyuki244's LiveJournal:

Thursday, January 24th, 2008
10:23 pm	himegyaru intro Konnichiwa~! I just discovered the himegyaru fashion and I'm totally in love with it. I wish I could buy Jesus Diamante things but I'm not that rich~ I hope to make new friends here and to learn more about being a himegyaru. I'm a fashion design major but I'm not that experienced yet. Name: Kelly Miyuki Shibata Age: 21 Location: California Bio: My parents are both from Fukuoka, Japan but I was born in Canada and two weeks later moved to California and this is where I currently reside. I love singing, reading, fashion, music, hello kitty, pink and purple, and anything princess like! some pics of me! My pink DS! My phone, my watch, and my planner~ i never leave home without them! What's in my bag? my fake chanel bag from vietnam that my friend got me, my pink hello kitty make up case, my hello kitty lipstick case, my gold hello kitty wallet, my pink covered ipod, my pink bow pencil case, my sunglasses, my tazo passion ice tea, sunblock, lotion, endlicheri endlicheri mirror, and my kanye kitty coin purse Me with the sign! My nails! Current Mood: bouncy Current Music: gackt- returner (22 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, June 10th, 2007
1:10 am	Texas and Newport Beach Film Festival so yea i forgot to post pics of me and my friends at the stage door just waiting around so i thought i'd do that~ and i also forgot to post pics of my encounter with jensen at the screening for Ten Inch Hero! me and my friend lannie love independent films and well films in general so we wanted to go to the film festival since it was being advertised in our area so much. the theater i go to that shows small films had a bunch of booklets about it so i picked one up and decided i would watch something. when i was looking through it at like 2 in the morning i noticed that a movie called 'ten inch hero' was being shown the next day...or technically that day! i was thinking...i've heard this from somewhere...so i opened up my picture folder and grabbed jensen's filmography and saw the same name! i freaked out and said i have to go watch it! a little part of me knew how the whole film festival thing worked...cuz i always read about other independent actors that i like going to the screenings so i thought 'hey! you never know...he might be there...' so i bought a ticket and went with one of my guy friends. the movie was awesome and i'm just hoping it'll be released soon! jensen is so good at being funny and likeable~ i got elisabeth harnois, danneel harris and jensen's autographs and a pic with him but since we were both shaking (me and my friend) it came out a little blurry..makes me sad but at least it's still ok! Current Mood: sleepy Current Music: pirates of the caribbean (20 Comments |Comment on this)
12:29 am	So I came back from texas on thursday night and i have so many mosquito bites on my legs it's disgusting! bleh~ i regret wearing that short dress...sniffle...lol anyway~ i guess i should talk about how the play was~ me, lannie, nicole, and hien went shopping in the morning before we left for the play~ we got there like an hour early and there were already a lot of people in the lobby. I felt very out of place and wondered if i should have dyed my hair black or something so i didn't stick out so much! lol~ but yea it looked like there was a private party going on and there was a curtain covering part of the lobby...we went to the side and peeked and i didn't really see anyone i knew. We went to the bathroom and then got water and snacks and just waited around. The play was awesome! I was so amazed with everyone's performances and i cracked up when i heard jensen yell "sam!" in the beginning! it surprised me when he just walked down our aisle too! me and nicole were like woah! where did he come from? ha ha but yea we were in row e section 4 and it was pretty close so i was really happy~ me and nicole choked up when the play reached its end...like we felt all touched when the soldiers saluted jensen's character...man i wish i could have watched it again on wednesday...and i was so sad to hear that jared went that day! i was so bummed out...but oh well...anyway we went out to the stage door and some guy came out to tell us that jensen and lou wouldn't be coming out but we kept waiting anyway and eventually they came out...for like 15 minutes i think. i got ben rauch, lou diamond phillips and jensen's autographs and a pic with lou too but when i asked jensen if me and nicole could get a pic he said sure but was pulled away by some guy! i was like nooo~! wait! our pic! the whole reason i came down from california was to let my sister see him and have a pic with him as a memory~ i was so sad...but i understood that his family was there so it was ok. We saw him later again in the front with his mom and dad. he was saying good bye to his mom and giving her a big hug and a mosquito flew by so he told her to be careful. he was so loving towards his parents i felt bad for even witnessing it...anyway i'm just talking on and on and i know i'm leaving out a lot of details but i'm really tired so yea...lol here are some pics~ Current Mood: crazy Current Music: arctic monkeys- when the sun goes down (17 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, June 14th, 2006
11:51 am	Buddah for Jared Title: Buddah for Jared Part: 1/1 Author: Miyuki244 E-mail: SakuraSweety@hotmail.com Type: RPS Rating: NC-17 Cast: Masked Man/Jared, Shannon/Jared? A/N: written for a challenge posted by peterpan. *****Warnings***** contains NC-17 and kidnapping Disclaimer: I do not own these men…they belong to themselves. This is just a story for your viewing pleasure and a story to get out of my brain. No profit is being made from it. Summary: The band is wrapping up their last show for their first headlining tour and Jared is surprised to find a fan who wants to have some fun with him. The events of this concert have been changed… ~@~@~@~@~@~ Jared wiped the sweat from his face and turned to face the crowd. It was June 1st, and him and the band were performing at the Avalon. This was the last day of their 1st headlining tour: Forever Night, Never Day. The majority of the audience dressed up for the occasion and Jared was pleased to see so many faces covered in blood. “Are you guys fucking ready for this next song?!” The crowd cheered and the music for “Buddah for Mary” kicked in. At some point Jared decided to walk on water, or in other words, the crowd. He sang the words as he held onto the hands that were offered to him. “He said, ‘Can you hear me? Are you sleeping?’ She said, ‘Will you rape me now?’” Just as Jared sang these lines he felt a hand grab for his shirt and pull. /What the hell?!/ Jared lost his balance and stumbled onto the floor. The band continued to play and the crowd went crazy trying to touch him. Jared got up and tried to get back on stage but felt someone grab his belt. “Not so fast pretty boy…” The person speaking to him pulled Jared back and turned him around. “Don’t you wanna play?” Jared looked at the man who had stopped him and could only see a mask covering his face. Before he could reply the masked man unfastened his belt and smiled. Jared freaked out and pushed the man down. ~@~@~@~@~@~ Shannon stopped drumming. /What the hell’s taking him so long?/ He looked into the crowd and saw Jared running back on stage. “Jared! What’s wrong?” Jared ran onto the stage and went off to the side. Shannon followed him and noticed that his brother was a mess. The crowd must have been rough today. His shirt had been torn open and even his pants looked about ready to fall down. Shannon stepped closer, “What happened?” Jared looked up and said, “Nothing…I just lost my balance that’s all.” Shannon knew something was up. He had never seen his brother so shaken up before. “Are you sure your okay?” Jared just nodded and began fixing his clothes. “Here…let me help. Shannon tried to button up Jared’s shirt with the buttons that were left. “There…that’ll have to do for now. Come on…everyone’s waiting…” Jared sang the rest of the songs w/o anymore crowd surfing. He was afraid that the masked man would do more than just pull his clothing. When the show ended, Jared stayed to take pictures and sign autographs. It was getting late when the band finished hanging out with the fans. Jared had completely forgotten about the masked man and was sure that he wasn’t around anymore. ~@~@~@~@~@~ The rest of the band had already left in their own cars and Jared was the last one to leave. He walked over to his car and was about to take out his keys when a hand suddenly covered his mouth. “mmfff!” Jared tried to scream but there was a nasty smelling cloth covering his nose and mouth. “Shh…just breath in…it’s okay.” Jared recognized the voice as being the masked man from before. He tried to struggle out of the man’s arms but felt his body grow weak. Soon the world around him disappeared and he was surrounded by darkness. ~@~@~@~@~@~ “Can you hear me?...Are you sleeping?” Jared stirred and slowly opened his eyes. The masked man was cowering over him and Jared cried out in surprise. “Shh…we don’t want to wake up the other guests.” Jared frantically looked around and found that he was in a hotel room. He looked down and saw that he had been completely stripped of his clothing. “I took the liberty of discarding your clothing…you won’t be needing them.” Jared was frightened by the masked man and knew that he had to get away from him. He scrambled off the bed and made a dash for the door but yelped as the man grabbed him by the waist. “In a hurry are we?” The masked man slung Jared over his shoulder and walked over to the bed. Jared pounded the man’s back with his fists and screamed his lungs out. The man threw him onto the bed and slapped Jared. “Remember what I told you…we don’t want to wake our neighbors.” Jared whimpered as his hands and legs were restrained to the bed. “Don’t worry…I’ll make sure you feel good.” The man bent down and began kissing Jared’s neck. “Stop it! Please…” Jared pleaded with the man but was ignored. The man continued to work his way down Jared’s body and began sucking on his right nipple. Jared moaned and wished that his body would stop responding to the man’s touches. “Why are you doing this?” The man looked up and smiled, “Because you’re a beautiful creature that needs to be given pure pleasure.” Jared just stared at the man, “You’re crazy! Stop this! Let me go!” “Now now…don’t be naughty. If you behave and listen to me, I’ll let you go.” Jared struggled with the restraints and screamed. The man covered his mouth with his hand. “mmmfff!” Jared wanted to bite the man’s hand but found it difficult to even open his mouth. “I want to hear you say the line after ‘Can you hear me? Are you sleeping?’” Jared froze, he knew what he wanted him to say. /This guy’s sick in the head…/ “SAY IT!!” Jared flinched, he couldn’t believe how insane this man was. “ I want you to say the line with that sexy voice of yours.” The man removed his hand and waited. Jared just remained quiet and wasn’t sure what to do. “What are you waiting for?” The man took out a whip and held it in front of Jared. “I don’t want to have to hurt you…” Jared swallowed the lump in his throat and used the most seductive voice that he could muster up, “Will you rape me now?” The man smiled and kissed Jared on the mouth, forcing his lips open with his tongue. “Mmmfff…” Jared was disgusted that this man was planning on doing perverse things to him. This guy was obviously obsessed with the ‘Buddah for Mary’ song. /I don’t believe in God…heh…who’s gonna save me now?/ God obviously hadn’t been looking out for him. “I’m going to put some lotion in your entrance so that way you’ll be better prepared.” “Prepared? Prepared for what?” “Prepared for when I enter you of course.” “Who the hell said you were going to fuck me?!” The man laughed, “I did…and soon there will be a paradise beneath me.” “I’m not your fucking Mary for Christ’s sake! Will you look at me?! I’m a man!” “It doesn’t matter…you are my Mary.” The man squeezed some lotion onto his fingers and pushed one into Jared’s entrance. He cried out in pain from the sudden intrusion and tried to move away but the other man held him down. “Don’t worry…it’ll feel good soon.” Jared whimpered and begged the man to stop. “I’ll make you feel pleasure soon enough…just be patient.” The man pushed another finger in and Jared felt like he was on fire. “Please…” The man continued to stretch Jared’s entrance and navigated his fingers to Jared’s prostate. He stroked it and was pleased to hear a gasp. “What- what are you doing?” “I told you I would make you feel good…I’m keeping my word.” Jared soon found himself growing hard with each stroke but didn’t want to feel anything from this maniac. “Alright…I think your ready now.” “No! Don’t do this please…” “Shh…you worry too much.” The man positioned himself in front of Jared’s entrance. “Oh god no…” Jared screamed as best as he could in hopes that someone would hear him. ~@~@~@~@~@~ Shannon woke up with a start. /God! Can’t anyone get a descent amount of sleep here?/ He got out of bed and heard the screaming from before. He thought that he could just ignore it but it had instead gotten worse. He went out of his hotel room and began walking towards the sounds. When he got to the room he placed his ear on the door. “No! Please…don’t do this…” /Jared? Wait…no…that couldn’t be him…he was supposed to be staying at a different hotel…/ “It will feel good I promise…if you want you can pray to Jesus.” /heh heh..sounds like something from one of our songs./ “I fucking told you! I’m not your Mary!” /Wait…that definitely sounded like Jared./ Shannon started pounding on the door. “Jared! Is that you?! Who the fuck else is in there?! Open up!” ~@~@~@~@~@~ Jared was surprised to hear Shannon outside. Why was he in the same hotel? God must have actually performed some kind of miracle for him. “Sha- mmmfff!” “I’m sorry…I think you have the wrong room!” “Like hell I have the wrong room! Open up! What are you trying to do to my brother?!” This time Jared’s mouth was slightly open when the man covered his mouth so he bit down onto his hand. “Augghhh~!!” “Shannon! Help me! This man’s a lunatic! He’s trying to-“ The masked man slapped Jared hard. “How dare you disobey me!” ~@~@~@~@~@~ Shannon couldn’t take it any longer. He gathered all of his strength and decided to kick the door down. When the door actually caved in he was surprised by his sudden strength. “Jared!” He found his brother naked and tied to the bed with some masked man straddling him. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?!” Shannon knocked the man down and began punching him senseless. “Shannon! Stop! Just call the cops!” Shannon stopped before he killed the limp body beneath him and listened to his brother. The cops would take care of this madman. ~@~@~@~@~@~ Jared was relieved to see his brother and was glad to be set free from the bed. “Are you okay?” “Yea…Just a little shaken up…” “You can stay in my room tonight.” “Okay…Shannon…” “Yea?” “Thanks for saving me…” Shannon wrapped a blanket around Jared’s small frame. “Don’t worry about it…you know I’ve got your back.” Jared smiled and nodded. “Do you want me to carry you back?” Jared laughed, “I’m not a kid. I can walk.” Jared got out of the bed but stumbled to the floor. “Well…it looks like you are a kid and I am going to have to carry you.” Shannon bent down and lifted Jared up into his arms. “Hey! Shannon! Come on…I can walk…really…” Shannon ignored his brother and walked back to the room. The cops had already taken the crazy guy away so they could both rest easy. Shannon…” “Yea?” “Thanks…again…” “Leave the politics to mad men…” Current Mood: creative Current Music: 30 seconds to mars- The Kill (14 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, June 13th, 2006
3:42 pm	An Unlikely Caretaker Title: An Unlikely Caretaker Part: the continuing to Helpless Author: Miyuki244 E-mail: SakuraSweety@hotmail.com Type: FPS Rating: NC-17 Cast: Bob Goodall/Lane Dixon *****Warnings***** NC-17 at the end Disclaimer: once again…I do not own the characters and am not making any profit from this story. It’s just something I decided to write. Summary: Bob decides to take Lane home but is surprised by his own decision to care for the boy. // represent thoughts ~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~ An Unlikely Caretaker By Miyuki244 Bob Goodall carried the limp body in his arms as he walked towards his car. He didn’t know why he had chosen to take the boy with him, but he felt like he could be useful later on. He opened the car door and laid him down on the backseat. Bob stared at Lane for a while and noticed how gentle his face looked. There was something about this boy that attracted him the moment he laid eyes on him. He knew that he could use him for something very important. The drive to the nearest motel didn’t take too long. He got a room and placed Lane on the bed. He went back out to the motel owner and asked the man if he had any spare shirts that he could have. The old man looked at him with an odd expression and just nodded. Bob walked back to his room and took off the blanket that was covering Lane. He gasped in shock when he saw Lane’s body. He hadn’t really looked at the boy’s body when he wrapped the blanket around him so seeing how badly injured he was surprised him. There were red welts on his chest, his stomach was badly bruised, and his wrists and ankles had marks from where the rope had dug into his skin. Bob decided that it was best to clean up the mess. He got a first aid kit from the old man outside and swabbed some alcohol on the cuts. After having wrapped his wounds he grabbed the shirt and put it on Lane. Now all he had to do was wait for the boy to wake up. /I guess I’ll go get something for us to eat then…/ ~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~ Lane slowly opened his eyes and was afraid that he would see another thug on top of him. He was relieved to find himself alone. /Where am I?/ The room didn’t look very familiar. Lane tried to get up but pain shot throughout his body. He tried once again and fought back against the pain. He looked down at his body and noticed that someone had wrapped his wounds. Lane got out of bed and tried walking to the door to see where he was but stumbled onto the floor. His body was too weak from the previous events and he could no longer hold himself up. Just as he was about to try again the door opened and Lane froze. “Your awake! You shouldn’t be moving…here let me help you back into bed.” Lane was surprised to see the man who had given him a ride again. He looked at him and wanted to ask him where they were but his voice seemed to have left him. “Don’t strain yourself kid…it’s okay. I’ll explain everything…just let me help you back into the bed. I brought some food if you feel good enough to eat.” Lane just nodded and allowed Bob to carry him onto the bed. Bob was surprised that the kid had any strength left in him to fall out of the bed. The shirt covering his body was obviously too big for him and it almost made him look childlike. He decided that whenever he went out again he would go buy the kid some new clothes. Bob took out all of the food that he bought and showed it to Lane. “Do you want some?” Lane nodded and Bob fed it to him in small portions. He chuckled to himself, /What’s wrong with me? Normally I would have just left the kid to suffer on his own…but for some reason…I just wanted to protect him./ Bob felt guilty for not saving him before and decided not to tell the boy that he had been at the bar while he was getting beaten. “Is it good?” Lane nodded again and put his hand out in front of the food that was being offered to him, signaling that he had had enough for the night. Bob ate up the rest of the food and then helped Lane lie down. He watched as Lane slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep. /I guess he’s too tired to even ask how I found him…/ Bob got up and went to take a shower. It was a long day and he felt like he could use some relaxation. ~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~ Lane slowly awoke again and found himself in darkness. /Bob must have gone to sleep too./ He painfully sat up and looked around the room to see where Bob was but was surprised to find him sleeping directly next to him. /He must have stayed with me all night to make sure I was okay…/ Lane felt awkward sleeping next to the man but for some reason he didn’t feel the need to move away. There was a sense of security when he was with Bob. Lane slowly laid his head back down to rest on the pillow and fell fast asleep. ~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~ The next morning Lane awoke to find Bob stroking his face and smiling. “Good morning kid.” Lane replied weakly, “Good morning…” He was a little frightened to find Bob touching him intimately but relaxed after seeing his smile. Something about the man made him feel calm. “I can guess what happened to you at the bar by the way that I found you…so I’m not gonna ask.” Lane nodded and looked away but was stopped by Bob’s hand grabbing his face. “Are you gonna be okay kid?” Lane shrugged. He didn’t know how he could possibly look at another man again without feeling frightened that they would try to do something…but then again, it wasn’t like every man out there had homosexual thoughts towards him. “Did they make you feel any pleasure at all?” Lane was stunned by that question, “What?” Bob laughed, “Well kid…I didn’t mean to startle you or anything but I just wanted to know if you felt anything when they did things to you.” Lane remained silent and shook his head. He could only remember feeling pain that night. Bob didn’t know why he felt the sudden urge to question the kid about something that made him uncomfortable, but he knew that he wanted to teach him about the pleasures a man could give him. He reached into the blanket and slowly lifted Lane’s shirt. Lane made a surprised sound by this action and immediately tried to stop Bob. “Shh…don’t worry kid…I won’t hurt you. I just want you to feel good.” He looked Lane straight in the eyes to reassure him that he wouldn’t do anything harmful and smiled when Lane moved his hands away. Bob stroked Lane’s limp shaft into hardness and was pleased to hear the kid whimper. He continued to stroke him faster and lifted Lane’s shirt to reveal his delicate nipples. Bob bent down to lick his left nipple and reached onto the nightstand to grab some lotion. He stopped his actions to stare at a panting Lane whose eyes were shut from the pleasure he felt. Lane opened his eyes when he felt a cold lotion being applied to his entrance. He was confused as to why he was letting Bob get away with this. Why had he consented to letting Bob touch him? There was something about this man that made him feel safe and he didn’t mind being touched so intimately by him. He was afraid that he would feel the same pain from before but knew that Bob wouldn’t harm him like those thugs had. Bob’s smile made him feel relaxed and he knew he could trust him. Lane winced when he felt a finger enter him. It hurt because of the previous night but it soon turned into pleasure when he felt Bob hit something inside of him. /What was that?/ He whimpered again when Bob continued to stroke him in that area. Bob pulled his finger out and positioned himself in front of Lane’s entrance. “Are you ready?” Lane nodded weakly and gasped when Bob pushed his shaft inside. He couldn’t believe the sensations he felt as Bob pushed in and out of him, hitting his sweet spot every time. He didn’t know that anything like this was possible from another man. He moaned as Bob stroked his shaft in time with his thrusts and felt close to coming. “Bob… I…I think I’m going to…” Bob began to thrust harder and stroked Lane’s shaft faster. “Go ahead kid…let it out…” They both came together and Bob collapsed next to Lane. Bob turned to face Lane and smiled, /That was good kid…/ He stroked Lane’s face as he watched him fall asleep. “Tomorrow I can tell you something that I’ve told no one else. Hopefully when I die you’ll still remember it and you can tell it to the man that I’ve been running from.” Bob continued to stroke Lane’s face and soon fell asleep himself. Current Mood: calm Current Music: 30 seconds to mars- A Beautiful Lie (12 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, June 10th, 2006
11:03 pm	Helpless Title: Helpless Part: 1/1 Author: Miyuki244 E-mail: SakuraSweety@hotmail.com Type: FPS Rating: NC-17 Cast: Bar thugs/Lane Dixon ***Warnings*** this story is NC-17 and contains a non-con situation! Disclaimer: these characters do not belong to me and it's just a made up story that popped into my head after watching switchback… along with some other stories…but that's for later writing… Summary: Lane Dixon goes into a bar for a drink after being dropped off by Bob Goodall. What if Bob didn't save Lane from the thugs in the bar? This is my first fic so please be gentle! I didn't quote the characters exactly I changed it a bit… ~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@ Helpless By Miyuki244 Lane Dixon stepped into the bar that Bob had dropped him off at. The people inside were chatting as they drank their beer. He was exhausted from his trip and decided to get something to calm his nerves. He took a seat at the bar and asked for a beer. "We don't got any beer," was the response he got from the old bar tender. "umm well then I'll have what ever is in those bottles," Lane said as he pointed to another customer. The bar tender grunted and gave him what he wanted. Lane took a few sips from his bottle and told the bartender that he needed a ride. However, before he could finish his conversation, some thugs came towards him and started talking about how he was responsible for his friend being battered up. "Well I think your friend is mistaken…I've never seen him before…" "Well then I think we'll have to freshen your memory then." After having said that several people began to leave the bar and Lane decided that he needed to get away as well. He bent down to grab his things but was stopped by the gang leader's pool stick. "Where do you think your going? They aren't going the same way as you." Lane looked at the thugs and knew that nothing good was going to come out of this. "Look…I'm not saying that your friend is a liar. I'm just saying that I wouldn't do something like that to a person." The thug wasn't content with his answer and used the pool stick to ram it into Lane's stomach. Lane gasped from the sudden pain and lost his balance. The other thugs grabbed a hold of each of his arms and held him in place. "We're gonna teach you a lesson boy…" The gang leader punched Lane's stomach with enough force to make him feel nautious. Lane coughed and felt weak in his knees but the thugs held him up. "So are you going to confess to your crimes yet?" "I've never seen him before…" Lane weakly replied. The gang leader kicked Lane in the stomach and was about to throw him another punch when Lane felt like he needed to fight back. He lifted his body up and kicked the gang leader as hard as he could. He was surprised to see the man fly across the room and knew that this was his chance to get away. He punched the thug holding him on his left and got loose from the other thug on his right. However, Lane didn't have the strength to stand so he lost his balance and once again fell into the thug on his right. "Hold his legs dammit!" The gang leader dusted him self off as he got up from where he landed. "Your gonna pay big time for what you just did boy!" He slapped Lane hard across the face and grabbed a hold of his hair. "Your gonna become our personal slut for the night…," the gang leader whispered into his ear. Lane was confused with these words and it showed on his face. The gang leader laughed at his facial expression and said, "You'll find out soon enough what that means boy." The gang leader walked over to one of his men and told him to keep Lane warm for him while he went to take a piss. Lane had never felt so much pain in his life. He felt like he was being hit with a baseball bat a million times. This thug seemed to be one of the stronger ones in the group and with every punch Lane felt like he would black out at any moment. He grunted every time the man punched him and heard the gang leader say something from the restroom. The thug stopped punching him and Lane felt like everything was out of focus. His vision was blurred and he couldn't hold himself up anymore. The only things keeping him up were the thugs on either side of him. They snickered and the thug on his right grabbed a hold of his hair and pulled his head up to expose his neck. Lane struggled to get out of the man's grip but was too weak. The thug smiled as he licked Lane's neck and nipped at his ear. Lane was in shock by these actions and started to struggle even more. He finally understood what that gang leader had meant. They wanted him to become their personal "fuck toy"! He tried to push them away but the thugs beside him only held on tighter. Lane gave up after a while and feared what would happen as the gang leader came out from the toilet. The gang leader gave the bar tender a look which appeared to mean something and the bar tender turned around to grab a key. He handed it to the leader and he signaled the rest of the thugs to follow. The gang leader opened the door and the thugs filed in, dragging Lane with them. "Get his clothes off." Lane heard this and used whatever strength he had left to push the thugs away. When the thugs fell to the floor he turned to go out the door but lost his balance because of the pain he was in from the previous beating. Lane fell to the floor but didn't stop moving he crawled to the door and tried to open it but realized that it had been locked. He struggled to get the door open and yelped when the gang leader picked him up and threw him over his shoulder. "Put me down! Stop this!" Lane winced in pain due to the position he was in. His stomach ached from the punches and it didn't help that he was being carried on this man's shoulders. He pounded the man's back but he felt so weak he knew that they weren't inflicting any pain on the man. Lane was thrown onto the bed in the room and the other thugs surrounded the bed. He felt his arms and legs being tied to the bedposts and knew that he wouldn't be able to escape anymore. "Cut off his clothes. He won't be needin' them anymore." The thugs took out their knives and began shredding Lane's clothing from his body. He whimpered and tried to squirm away from them. He winced in pain as he felt the ropes dig into his skin. Why did these stupid thugs decide to pick him as their sex toy? They could have chosen any of the other people in that room! Lane hated his life right now. "Stop it! I didn't do anything! Why are you doing this to me?!" The gang leader smiled but didn't answer. "Shut him up." The thugs cut off some tape and placed it onto Lane's mouth. "mmfff! Mmmfff!" Lane tried to scream but the tape was making it difficult. His clothes lay in tattered shreds on the floor and he shivered. I can't believe this is happening… "You have a nice body boy…you almost had me fooled that you were a woman. You wanna be fucked like a hoar? Huh? You'd like that wouldn't you?" The gang leader whispered. Lane felt disgusted and tried to turn his head away but the man held him in place by grabbing hold of his hair. The gang leader got up and began undressing so the thugs followed suit. The gang leader walked over to a table and got some kind of whipping tool. Lane started to freak out inside and tried to get out of his bonds. He knew it was pointless but he thought that anything was better than just lying there. "Now…if you misbehave I'm gonna have to whip you with this…and we wouldn't want that now would we? We don't want our pretty boy having red welts on his body…" The gang leader laughed and put the whip down onto the bed. He climbed onto the bed and stared at Lane's naked body. He got hard immediately and leaned over to rip the tape off of Lane's face. "Suck my cock boy! If you try to bite I'm gonna have my boys beat you till you bleed!" Lane knew that he wasn't lying and didn't want to risk suffering more than he was now. "Open your mouth!" Lane did as he was told and opened his mouth as wide as he could. He gagged when he tasted the other man's cock in his mouth. "mmff" He wanted to spit out the leader's cock and throw up but knew that he would get the beating of a life time. The gang leader bent down towards Lane's ear and whispered, "You like that don't you bitch? Suck it!" Lane tried to lick and suck the man's cock as best as he could but felt sick to his stomach. This went on for a few minutes and soon the other man exploded his seed into his mouth. Lane was about to spit it out when the man told him to swallow it. Lane froze…he couldn't possibly… "I said swallow it boy…" The gang leader picked up his whip and slapped it across Lane's chest. "Augh!" Lane whimpered from the sudden flash of pain and swallowed all of the seed. He coughed and tried not to throw up. "Good boy." The gang leader moved down to sit between Lane's legs and spit into his hands to lubricate his already hardening cock. "I'm gonna rip you apart boy…you want me to don't you? You want to feel my cock inside you…pounding hard and rough…" Lane tried to protest but cried out when the whip left yet another red welt on his body. The gang leader pushed Lane's legs further apart and positioned himself at his opening. He placed the tip inside a little and Lane winced in pain. He tried to move away but the man held his hips firmly in place. The gang leader pushed forward and quickly rammed his cock all the way in. Lane screamed from the burning pain that shot through his body. The leader started rocking back and forth roughly and grunted with each thrust. Lane closed his eyes and felt the darkness coming but woke up when he received a powerful slap across the face. The gang leader began to pound faster and harder and Lane couldn't take the pain for much longer. He couldn't keep his brain awake and every time he was about to pass out the man slapped him hard. The gang leader exploded his load inside him and fell on top of him. He panted from exhaustion and finally pulled out. The gang leader got off of the bed and walked over to the table to light up a cigarette. "Go on boys…dig in!" He sat down and watched his men climb on to the bed to fondle Lane's body. Lane was only half awake and whimpered when someone bit his nipple lightly. He couldn't tell what was going on anymore and was too weak to care. He screamed when he felt yet another cock enter him without lube. He gasped as the man pounded into him and slowly lost consciousness. ~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@ Lane awoke an hour later and saw that a different thug was pounding into him. His body ached and he felt numb with pain. He couldn't believe that these men were still hard and wanting more. He moaned as the thug released his load inside his already full entrance. The thug pulled out and yet another thug pushed inside him. He tried to protest once again but his voice had gotten hoarse from the screaming. He passed out after a few minutes and hoped that it would end. ~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@ The gang left Lane tied to the bed so that they could use him again the next day. The gang leader stared at Lane once more and smiled before he left the room, locking it. Bob Goodall walked out from the shadows as the men left and was able to unlock the door with some lock picking tools that he happened to carry. He opened the door and walked inside. He looked around and found what he was looking for. Bob had seen the thugs beating up on Lane but wanted to watch the events that would take place. He found a perverse pleasure in watching this young man go through so much pain but finally decided to get him out when the thugs finished. He used his knife to cut Lane loose and used a wet wash cloth to clean off his body. He wrapped a blanket around Lane's body and carried him out of the room. Perhaps he could do something with this boy… End June 9, 2006 Current Mood: bouncy Current Music: AFI- Miss Murder (9 Comments |Comment on this)