Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]
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				Title: <strong>Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 04:30:24</strong>
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				<br>Jesus, it had been a long day. An early-morning talk show appearance where he had to blab on with the dumb blonde woman, and then the stupid photoshoot for a lotion ad. He sighed, shaking his head, leaning back. He was in his manager's office, and just relaxing. They were on their way to the airport early tomorrow morning, because they were going to jet off somewhere so that he could tour. He loved travelling...after smalltown life as a kid, he had decided he would never go back. The bigger the city, the happier he was.<br><br>His manager's office overlooked Times Square in New York, conviniently facing a billboard with his face plastered all over it.<br><br>It was an ad for gum.<br><br>He smirked, waiting for his manager to come back, laying on the black leather couch, sighing. He was half Japanese and have German by birth. His hair was, today, dyed a gentle toffee color, the gel having collapsed a bit so that it was merely mussed, falling all around his face. He had in pale green contacts to hide the soft brown of his eyes.<br><br>Hair dye and colored contacts allowed him to constantly change the way that he looked, and it kept his fans on their toes, expecting what he might be wearing or looking like.<br><br>His face was just shy of feminine, with a delicate jawline and full lips, eyes almond shaped but not narrow. His lashes were the ones that boys always have and girls always wanted, and he was impossibly leggy. He was built to be famous, or so his mom said. For now, he just felt like he was built to be hungry. He only ate what his manager let him eat, so he was in his office, waiting for the older man to come back.<br><br>At seventeen, he was just the right age to take the hearts of girls.<br><br>He was wearing low-slung black jeans, a bit shredded, and a t-shirt from his last tour that was baggy, draped artfully around his slender frame. He hoped his manager would come into the office soon...he wanted to see him. His manager was the only one that he really trusted, in all actuality.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>traci80</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 01:10:55</strong>
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				&nbsp; Max Headroom smiled as he exited his office building and found 3 girls waiting for his young client. The word was out. Alex Ki was in town and apparently these girls had dug deep and found the needle in the haystack. He had no doubt they would be be waiting for Alex when they left to head out to Teterboro in a few hours and board a private jet to Detroit where they would begin the midwest leg of the spring tour. 10 dates and then two months off before hitting the stadium venues this summer.<br><br>&nbsp; Times Deli was just off Broadway on West 44th. It was where you went for the very best turkey sandwiches in Manhattan...okay, that might be exaggerating, but Max found them quite good and Alex agreed. To go along with the sandwiches he grabbed them both a salad and vitamin water. Max figured it might be a good idea to eat more like the diet he tried to keep his teenage star on before his gut began to push out anymore. <br><br>&nbsp; Alex Ki was The current heart throb across the United States and in Europe. Being Asian on his dad's side also made him a sensation in places like Japan, Vietnam and South Korea. Japan would be lucrative, but the other countries&nbsp; would make touring a break even proposition at best. But Alex wanted to do it so, Max would stick an Asian tour in sometime late this year, or early next.<br><br>&nbsp; As Max made his way back to his office the March skies in New York were a dreary gray and it was beginning to drizzle. It would be a shitty day to fly. He had originally planned to head out tomorrow, but he wanted Alex to get a good night of sleep so they'd leave today.<br><br>&nbsp; Max and Alex had an interesting relationship. It was somewhere between dad and son, and two brothers. They sometimes got on each others nerves. They sometimes argued. Max had learned after almost a decade of managing boys, mostly actors and dancers, that you had to let the boy let off some steam sometimes. You had to let a teenager be a teenager. You couldn't keep them cooped up in hotel rooms all the time. You had to listen to the boy. You had to listen to the boy, not the mom. The boys thoughts were really what mattered. <br><br>&nbsp; As Max went thru the revolving door and back into his office building he once again passed the girls.He imagined Alex would find them cute. He'd sign anything they wanted. He'd sign their boobs if they asked. Alex was a little flirt with the girls. He seemed to like them in short spurts. Relationships he wasn't ready for. He quickly got bored with the. His girlfriend record was 16 days.<br><br>&nbsp; What Alex would do if he knew Max thought he was a little fox the man didn't know. Alex was embarrassed as it was often mentioned what a large following he had of gay teenagers. When he wiggled his ass on stage the yells from the young males was almost as loud as the girls.<br><br>&nbsp; "Lunch is served," Max said, as he messed up Alex's hair and set the food down on the coffee table. The boy had dozed off on the sofa. Before starting in on his own lunch Max stepped behind his desk and took 3 set package of boys bikini underwear. He tossed them at Alex. He tossed a second package, a third, a fourth...<br><br>&nbsp; "Fruit-of-the-Loom made the offer official. They want you in their underwear."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 16:20:09</strong>
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				Alex was excited for the sandwich he figured he would be getting. It was a rare treat indeed, given that most of the time he was kept on steamed chicken, tofu, and steamed vegetables. Everything was steamed in order to keep it as low calorie as possible, but every once in a while, Lex just needed something high-calorie, soaked in mayonnaise. Luckily, Max seemed to get that and obliged every once in a while before he went on a complete binge and ate boxes and boxes of chocolates. <br><br>He lounged on the couch, waiting, tapping the pack of cigarettes that he kept in his pocket. He wanted to light one up but knew his manager would be furious...after all, it was still illegal. <br><br>Lex rarely stuck to what was legal, but every once in a while, toed the line.<br><br>Usually when Max was bringing him food. <br><br>He had dozed off, though, only waking when he felt a farmiliar hand resting on his head.<br><br>"Food! I mean...uh, hey, Max." He laughed softly, face lighting, toffee-colored hair falling in front of his eyes. Today he was wearing pale green contacts, rather than use his natural, chocolate-colored eyes. He rarely showed his true eye color, preferring to stick to contacts, and Max was one of the only people who had seen his real eyes. <br><br>"Fruit of the Loom?" He laughed softly, rubbing his temples, "Let's hope only the girls collect those posters. I bet the gay fans are going to jump all over it, though." <br><br>One of the reasons that he was uncomfortable with having so many gay fans was that, mostly, he was worried about how it made him feel. He had always had a bit of an attraction to males. One male in particular.<br><br>Spending so much time with Max made it hard NOT to find the man attractive, as he essentially relied upon him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>traci80</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 18:26:29</strong>
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				&nbsp; "You will be getting more calories over the next few days. We found that during this past tour you lost an average of 5 pounds per show," Max said, putting his feet up on his oak desk and starting in on his own turkey club. Most of the weight Lexi lost was water, so Max was going to make sure plenty of water and diet coke was available. But he thought it best for the boy to put on a few extra pounds this time around.<br><br>&nbsp; "And Fruity Loom wants to do it up big," the man continued, spying the pack of cigs Alex had in his pocket. He had known the boy was smoking for some time now. For some reason teenagers thought you couldn't smell smoke on their breath. Max would have to talk to him about it later. He wished Lexi would lose the contacts too. He thought the teenagers big, brown eyes were sexy. "They want to do TV ads, magazines, newspapers, the internet and smear you over billboards in big cities."<br><br>&nbsp; "On that one too,' Max smiled, pointing thru the window behind him to a giant billboard. "Just think Lexi. You, two hundred feet tall in your snow white pair of bikini undies. The ladies will faint."<br><br>&nbsp; "Anyway, think it over. I have the paperwork if you want to sign."<br><br>&nbsp; "Another thing, the bad news this time," Max said, trying out his salad. Max himself didn't necessarily think it was a bad thing, but Alex might freak. "A few of the gossip rags are going on about some rumor they have about you and Juan having&nbsp; a...a, ah, relationship."<br><br>&nbsp; Juan had been the keyboard player in Alex's back-up band the last few tours.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 02:55:01</strong>
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				Avi grinned - afterall, he was going to get to eat more food! And he loved food. The only reason that he didn't get to pig out every day like most normal kids was because he was a rockstar. Afterall, he couldn't get fat...that certainly wasn't going to sell his records. <br><br>"God. That's gonna be embarrassing. But I guess it'll get me a lot of publicity...hopefully the critics won't jump too far down my throat. You know how they get whenever I do something that's even a bit scandalous..." He leant back for a few minutes and looked up at the spotless ceiling.<br><br>"Sure. I'll sign the paperwork..." He reached out and did so immediately, knowing that Max would handle everything.<br><br>Lex loved that nickname - 'Lexi' - even though girls were often called by that name. He looked up at the olderman for just a minute and then frowned, when he heard what the other man was saying.<br><br>"Juan? And...what? A relationsh-fuck! You've gotta be kidding! How the fuck would they come up with that? That's...fuck this! This is bullshit!" He swallowed hard, leaning back, then looking up at Max. "...Whatever. I'm going out tonight." <br><br>He needed to blow off some steam, and going to one of the clubs would work well...maybe he'd meet someone. He had had a few flings with guys, most of which Max didn't know about, though he wasn't going to admit it. He also had an ongoing, on-and-off torrid affair with his photographer. He knew Max would just kill him if he found out, though, so the two kept it secret. <br><br>he knew it was a dangerous thing, but...it was also one of the reasons that he was so anxious about admitting he was attracted to men.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>traci80</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 13:39:59</strong>
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				&nbsp; "No going out tonight. We're heading to Detroit early..." Max started, finishing his salad and then looking at his watch. "We're heading out in about an hour. I want your butt in bed early with the tour starting."<br><br>&nbsp; Max went on to discuss business with his number 1 client. They went over everyone in the band, the crew and everyone else. He wanted to be sure Alex was comfortable with all the people around him. The two went over this list every few months. If Alex didn't like you. You were gone. Max had the teenage sign the Fruit-of-the Loom contract. Max suggested that the boy get used to wearing the bikini undies and try to have the waistband peeking out so everyone can see that he really wears what he advertises. <br><br>&nbsp; One thing he wished was that Alex would lose the different colored contact lenses. He loved looking into those deep brown peepers. He had lusted for the teen since the first day Alex had walked into his office with his mom. The girls thought he was a hunk. But Max tended to agree more with Lexi's male fans who looked at him as more of a cute boy-chick with a sexy, little ass.<br><br>&nbsp; "So, green eyes. these rumors about Juan. Do they have any truth behind them?" Max smiled, not wanting to embarrass the boy more than he had too. If anything was going on between the two he wanted to be sure Alex wasn't feeling pushed into it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 14:54:19</strong>
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				Lex frowned slightly, "Early? Ugh..." He sank back onto the couch and stared up at the ceiling while waiting for Max to finish up some work so that they would be able to finally leave, just get out of here, and maybe hang out and have some fun. They could watch a movie, or something, or anything. He just wanted to relax a bit and have a good time. <br><br>He smirked when told to wear the underwear, but nodded, completely willing to do whatever Max said. Max had made him famous and he knew that the other man knew exactly how to keep him famous as well. <br><br>He laughed when called green eyes.<br><br>"Shut it. And...no! I don't have anything going on with Juan." With his photographer, yes. But Max wouldn't like finding out about that, since he let the man take plenty of naked pictures of them together, which he knew would make Max furious. "I don't like Juan. Sexually, I mean. He's a good keyboardist and all but I don't want to date him, or anything like that. Why? Do you think I do?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>traci80</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 15:22:02</strong>
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				&nbsp; "I was just wanted to make sure if anything was going on that your were cool with it," Max stated, as he started putting things together to head out to the airport. Everything was already in Detroit except for a backpack Alex had. "Who turns you on sexually doesn't matter to me. We're still buds. I just want to make sure no one is taking advantage of you."<br><br>&nbsp; When the Black Caddy arrived to drive them to Teterboro Max made sure that Alex pulled out his sunglasses and New York Mets cap and put them on. Max pulled the front of the cap down farther. Without a bodyguard until Detroit he wanted to be extra careful. As the headed down to the lobby on the elevator he told Alex of the girls that were waiting outside. He winked.."Sexy ones too."<br><br>&nbsp; The moment they stepped outside one of the girls screamed. Of course that made the others scream. There were now 11 girls. They were screaming how they loved him, how he was so cute, how they had all his CD's..on and on. As usual Alex handled it all without a problem. Max was close to Alex&nbsp; reminding the girls to 'Give Alex some room..let him breathe."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>12-03-2009, 03:44:13</strong>
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				Alex flushed brightly, refusing to admit what turned him on sexually, eyes bright as he looked around. He did certainly like men but he wasn't going to admit it. He knew that Max would probably be good to him even if he was gay. To think of it, he had never actually seen Max with another girl. Not recently, at least. He looked at the other man and bit his bottom lip for a minute but then hurried out towards the car. He waved at his fans, offering a few smiles and then pushing back then ever so slightly. <br><br>He grinned, white teeth sparkling, before he turned and then slipped into the car. He tugged the hat off and handed the sunglasses back to his manager, leaning back into the chairs and sighing slightly as he looked up at the ceiling. He wanted a drink.<br><br>He wanted a smoke as well.<br><br>He was going to try and hide it all from Max, though, because he knew Max wanted to keep underage drinking and drugs off of his reputation. <br><br>He leant against Max when the Cadillac started up and then pulled out of the group of girls. He shut his eyes and tossed some pale hair out of his face, skin pale now, but when he got the chance to tan it would turn a light gold. <br><br>He tapped his thighs, wishing he had his guitar in hand, "We're going to be on the tourbus, right? You and I in the same tourbus once we get to Detroit?"
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				Post by: <strong>traci80</strong> on <strong>12-03-2009, 04:43:38</strong>
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				&nbsp; "Go ahead, smoke up one of your cigs. It'll relax you," Max said, reaching over and massaging the back of the teenager's neck. Yeah, smoking wasn't good for you, but the man used to smoke and he knew how those little sticks of tobacco calmed you down. He wasn't wild about the idea of Alex smoking, but if it was just the two of them he figured the kid could puff away. The fans didn't need to know. Later he could worry about helping Alex quit.<br><br>&nbsp; "Are you drinking too? Doing weed?" the man asked, the man wasn't as upset as he figured he should be, but he'd feel a lot better if Alex did these things in front of him rather than sneaking around behind his back. He wondered who was buying the cigs for his little pop-star. Juan? Those rumors in the magazines were usually not 100% correct, but almost always had some basis.<br><br>&nbsp; "Are you keeping secrets from me, Lexi?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>12-03-2009, 04:52:42</strong>
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				Alex blushed when told that he could smoke...he didn't think the other man knew, and he lit up a cigarette and ran his fingers through his hair briefly. He sighed slightly and lit a cigarette and then let out a brief breath of smoke as the man began rubbing the side of his neck. He leant against Alex and then let out a brief breath of smoke as he looked up at the other man. <br><br>"...I drink. I don't do weed." He did coke, sometimes, but he certainly wasn't going to let that spill. His manager would kill him, or so he thought, if he figured out that he was doing hard drugs.<br><br>"...No, I'm not keeping secrets from you." <br><br>Lex flushed, looking down. Liar. He looked like he was lying, too, and it was fairly obviously. He let out another breath of smoke and tapped his thighs as though he was playing music. He was clearly anxious, obviously lying about something. It was his coke habit...not addicted. Not yet, at least. <br><br>He only did it when he went to parties, every once in a while. <br><br>It hadn't become a problem that interfered with his music, and often allowed him to stay up late enough to write much more music than he usually would write.<br><br>He looked out the window, letting out a slow breath of smoke, letting out a pleased moan as the other man massaged his neck. He was stressed out, and it felt wonderful to have the other man massage him. <br><br>"What makes you ask if I'm keeping secrets?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>traci80</strong> on <strong>12-03-2009, 06:15:06</strong>
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				&nbsp; "Then I want you to drink around me," Max said, his fingers continuing to massage the back of the heart throb's neck. Drunk, rich boys were too easy to take advantage of. Max was going to have to keep a tighter reign on the teenager. Alex was a Japanese-German mix, but it was his Asian features that stood out. Max loved young, Asian males. Their cuteness and smooth and tanned skin he found irresistible. "What's your drink of choice, Lexi...beer?"<br><br>&nbsp; "You're not telling me everything are you, bud," Max said softly, the fingers still working. The boy was covering something up. The man thought Alex was just lying about not smoking pot. The fact that the kid was actually snorting coke shouldn't surprise him considering the people that Alex had partied with in the past."<br><br>&nbsp; "Bad boys who don't tell their managers everything sometimes get a spanking," Max teased.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>12-03-2009, 19:56:27</strong>
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				Lex nodded, albeit a little bit anxious as he ran his fingers back through his hair, peering up at him and the n shutting his eyes with his lips parted slightly to let out a faint moan as the man's fingers worked the stress out of his neck. "No...I really like vodka and Red Bull. I also really like pina coladas and daiquiris and other stuff..." He murmured as he rested his chin against his chest to let the other man continue touching him. <br><br>He blushed but laughed, "Who knows? Maybe I deserve one. But...no. I'm not keeping anything from you." Another lie. He wasn't going to tell his manager about how he did hard drugs.<br><br>He finally leant back and curled up against Max, half in his lap as it was. <br><br>"Man..." He mumbled, "I'm beat. Exhausted. How long is the flight to Detroit?" He was totally ready to curl up on the bus and fall asleep. The buses could be a bit awkward, sometimes, since you were in such close quarters.
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				Post by: <strong>traci80</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 00:27:26</strong>
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				&nbsp; "Relax, bud," Max said softly, cuddling the young pop star close to him. He flicked open his cell and called his underling in Detroit. He wanted a few bottles of vodka and a case of Red Bull to be waiting on the Alex's bus when they got their early in the evening. It was already parked outside Cobo Hall. The 4 semis that would be trucking the show around the midwest were already there and being unloaded as they set up for tomorrow nights show. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;Max explained to Alex that they were first taking a jet out to Detroit. The flight would be about and hour and a half. Once they got out there it would be all bus. Max fired up his lap top and took care of some odds and ends as the Caddy weaved thru traffic on the hour long journey to the their waiting Gulfstream in Teterboro, New Jersey. <br><br>&nbsp; "You like my wallpaper?" Max smiled, as the screen came to life and showed a close-up of Alex grabbing his crotch at some concert from the last tour.<br><br>&nbsp; "I might have a little treat waiting for you once we get on the plane," The man whispered after awhile thinking of the vial of cocaine on the inside pocket of his suit jacket.<br>&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 04:49:06</strong>
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				Lexi curled up in the other man's arms but didn't expect liquor to show up in his tour bus. His mother had never warned him that his manager could well take advantage of him. He was still relatively new to the record business and he didn't understand that he couldn't necessarily take every drug that was offered or every drink that was offered. He flushed when he saw the picture that was of the concert, cheeks pink and a good-natured smile spilling over his lips. It was an embarrassing picture but one that made him laugh when he realized it really was his manager's background. <br><br>"What sort of treat?" He murmured, still a bit shy around Max. The other man controlled every little thing that he did and he really didn't have too much say over what he did in his day to day life. It meant that Max could easily take control of him.<br><br>Only Lexi's secret relationship with his photographer allowed him to escape that.<br><br>Other than that, most of what he did was completely under Max's control, and the other man knew all about what it was that Lexi did with his time. Down to even the faintest details.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>traci80</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 09:06:28</strong>
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				&nbsp; "It looks as if you're getting a real good feel down there, huh," Max teased, as Alex saw the picture of himself on the wallpaper. It wasn't unusual for the boy to cuddle up to him. Alex got little in the way of hugs from his parents. And since the money started rolling in they started taking bigger chunks from his bank account. He didn't mind them taking what they needed, but Alex had to put an end to their living off him. He had had Max take over his financial affairs a few months back which of course drove a wedge between he and his parents. But Alex was a good son and still had Max send them a check each month for a few grand to help them out.<br><br>&nbsp; "Speaking of down there...Did you put on those bikini undies?"<br><br>&nbsp; <em>"What sort of treat?"</em><br><br>&nbsp; "Ever snort any coke at one of your parties?" the man asked, breathing in the boy's scent and reveling in his warmth. Alex wouldn't be the first teenage that Max had turned on to cocaine. It wasn't that he didn't care about the kid, but once Alex was hooked he would become even more dependent on the man. With the parents out of the way it was going to be even easier then he had hoped.<br><br>&nbsp; "If you like getting wasted I have enough to take care of us for the whole tour." <br>&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>14-03-2009, 01:20:12</strong>
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				Lexi laughed softly, but blushed, content to stay curled up within the other man's arms. He was strong and it felt fantastic to lean against him. "You're going to be staying on my bus with me, right?" Afterall, Lexi wanted someone that he could hang out with. <br><br>He had no idea that his manager would want to introduce him to cocaine. It was one of the reasons that he had never told the other man that he started snorting it at his parties.<br><br>"...coke?"<br><br>He asked softly, listening to see where this was going to go, nodding tentatively when told that the other man had enough to last them for the tour. <br><br>"Yeah. I like coke. I've...I've been doing it at parties, recently. It's good..." And it made his blood feel like it was boiling, in the best way, making him all the more susceptible to sexual come-on's. It was one of the reasons that he had started having sex with his photographer. <br><br>"If you have some...I wanna take it. I don't do it very often, though." He mumbled. <br><br>It was true, because he wasn't addicted. Yet, at least.
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				Post by: <strong>traci80</strong> on <strong>14-03-2009, 16:38:35</strong>
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				&nbsp; "Knock yourself out, babe," Max said soft, as he carefully scooped a hit from the vial with a small spoon that dangled from the cap. He brought it up to Alex's nose and pressed the opposite nostril closed. Once the not so innocent pop-star had snorted the powder the man repeated the process and let the Alex to breathe another hit in on the opposite side. Max carefully replaced the cap before placing it back inside his suit jacket till when his young client came and wanted more.<br><br>&nbsp; "You're a fucking rock star now, Lexi. You need to relax with this stuff. You fucking deserve it, man" Max said, bringing the boy even closer to him. His hand slipping past Alex's hip and coming to rest on the teenager's ass. Max felt his cock begin to stiffen. His hand caressed the cheeky bottom. Max wondered if Alex had any idea how many males world wide jerk-off today as they dreamed of having sex with him. Or how many guys were hot to fuck his ass off.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>14-03-2009, 23:48:32</strong>
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				Lexi was uncertain about taking the offered drugs, then snorted them down at the offer, letting it run down his body and then begin to burn. He grinned, curling up against Max, the high already building and making his whole body feel warm, senses heightened and each touch even more sensitive now. He laughed softly when the other man gripped his ass, caressing it. He blushed brightly, nuzzling against the man's shoulder, shutting his eyes and resting there. <br><br>"Hey, hey. I'm not one of your girlfriends..." He mumbled softly but he didn't actually seem to mind the touches. He ran his fingers back through his shaggily cut hair, shutting his eyes and then moving so that he was actually sitting in Max's lap. <br><br>He leant against the other man's chest and then looked up at him. <br><br>"You think it's okay for me to do the coke, right?" He asked softly as he shook his hair back. He was obviously nervous that doing the coke was wrong...but it wasn't that awful, at least not if Max seemed to think that it was alright for him to do it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>traci80</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 04:22:17</strong>
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				&nbsp; "Mmmm," the man moaned, as Alex moved up on his lap and placed his sexy, little tush right on his erection. Max was sure the teen had to feel the 8 inch prick he was sitting on. He pushed up with his hips, not too hard, but a definite humping motion.<br><br>&nbsp; "Maybe you're not my girlfriend, but if you ever decide to be someone boy-chick I have first dibs, right?" Max smiled, whispering in the boy's ear. He breathed into Alex's ear. His boner pressed up against the young ass. Hi arms wrapped around the thin teen. Max's hands rested in Alex's lap. He wondered if the youth was hung small like most of the Asians he had known. If Alex had a small cock it would leave no doubt as to who was the man.<br><br>&nbsp; "And there is nothing wrong with a little coke, baby," Max said softly, his lips brushing the boy's ear. " Makes you feel good, right? Nothing wrong with feeling good."<br><br>&nbsp; "I was thinking, what do you say about doing this tour wearing just those bikini undies on stage along with a shirt that barely covers them? Like tomorrow you could wear a Detroit Piston's basketball jersey that just reaches past your butt. Then everyone will know for sure you're a Fruity Loom boy."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 05:53:58</strong>
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				Lexi didn't know what he was supposed to think...the drugs made him more than enjoy the feel of the thick cock pressing up against his ass, but it was Max. He had never felt sexual feelings towards the other man and to have Max whisper so close to his ear, he didn't know what to think. His eyes shut as the other man wrapped his arms around him, drugs making him feel so good and not even thinking about how this could be wrong, how he wasn't supposed to sleep with his manager or do things like this. <br><br>"Yeah...you have first dibs." He mumbled, "And...the coke does feel good. Nothing wrong with feeling good..." He finally whispered, obviously uncertain about this, even through the haze of drugs but he was starting to get hard, himself. Being young, Max was much larger than him, and obviously the man in the situation developing between them. <br><br>"...Can't do that. I'd get in too much trouble, would lose too many fans. Maybe," He mumbled, "I'll wear that for you...when we're alone..." What was he doing? How could he be saying something like this? But he wanted to. He had gotten hard, himself, straining against his tight jeans and making it obvious to Max that he wanted more. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>traci80</strong> on <strong>17-03-2009, 09:10:36</strong>
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				&nbsp; "Is that a promise, Lexi?" Max breathed, blowing gently into the teenager's ear. He thrust up at Alex's ass. Max wanted to be sure the kid felt every inch. "And since it will be just us on the bus maybe we can forget the shirt and have you go around in just your little undies."<br><br>&nbsp; "Shit, we're almost there, baby," Max grunted, as the Caddy turned into the Teterboro airport. He pushed the pop star off his lap and clicked the switch that brought down the divider between them and the driver. A short time later they were aboard their private jet and on their was to Detroit.<br><br>&nbsp; With the open cockpit the jet left them little privacy, so Max let Alex be as he did some paperwork and had himself a drink. Once they got on the bus in Detroit he'd offer Alex a couple lines of coke and see where that went. But before the plane landed he wanted to check his e-mail. Jake Simmons, a guy who worked for him in New York, sent him something called 'NAKED!'. Jake had a habit of finding pics of fat people nude and sending it to him. But when he open the attachment Max found a pic of Alex. He was quite naked with his legs spread wide open. The note said he had found 10 pics of Alex nude on the net.<br><br>&nbsp; "Lexi, you want to explain this?" Max frowned, turning the laptop so the boy could see the pic.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>17-03-2009, 21:21:55</strong>
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				Lexi was confused, high, lust running high. He turned to Max and whimpered when he felt how excited the other man was but soon enough they were on the plane, both having to act as though they just wanted to relax, trying to act entirely calm. He sighed softly and looked up at everything flashing by them as they flew until they finally landed in Detroit. He was excited to play here, ready to actually get going, but they were taxing around on the landing strip and would be for a little bit longer. <br><br>"I..." He suddenly muttered, seeing pictures that he knew all too well, probably taken by his photographer or someone who had been spying on them. "Just get them off the net." He finally mumbled, not wanting Max to be mad, scared that he would get hit or something like that.<br><br>"I don't know what those are. Someone must have taken them without me know." He mumbled. <br><br>Anxiously, his fingers tapped against his thighs, wanting nothing more than to get out of there. To go. To get away from those naked pictures of him that were sitting there obviously, in front of him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>traci80</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 13:04:07</strong>
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				&nbsp; "Get them off the net?" Max laughed, running a hand thru his hair as the private jet taxied to the hangar. "That's easier said than done. Jake is going to do what he can, but since it's you there's a good chance there on a lot more sites than just one by now."<br><br>&nbsp; "Christ, Lexi, you should know better," Max grumbled, as they stepped off the Cessna and Max drove them into the city with the Lincoln he rented. It was a quiet ride. Max was pissed and didn't want to say anything stupid until he had his temper under control. He parked behind the 5 buses that were the living area for everyone with AKTP..Alex Ki's Touring Party. <br><br>&nbsp; Alex was escorted by his two security people up the sidewalk to the first bus which he would be sharing with Max for the tour. He signed a few autographs who were there early. He even signed a girl's bra strap. She was a college aged girl too!. But the excitement of telling Max about it was dampened by the recently discovered nudes. <br><br>&nbsp; Max went into the old venue as Alex was busy receiving god treatment from the girls. Max checked the stage at Cobo Hall to be sure there were no problems and the he went down to the dressing area to be sure the points in the contract were met. That the dressing room was the way Alex liked it. It wasn't dirty, but he asked for it to be cleaned again which was something he always did no matter how clean it was. <br><br>&nbsp; A few minutes later Max popped on the bus and grabbed a vitamin water from the small fridge. He noted the fridge was stocked as required..Red Bull, Coke and vitamin water. There was also two pints of vodka in the shelf above.&nbsp; Up to this point he had ignored his young star who was splayed out in an extra sized bean bag chair. Now he turned to him...<br><br>&nbsp; "Okay, I want the whole story starting with who took the pic."<br><br>&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 19:13:12</strong>
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				Lexi didn't even want to think about the fact that naked pictures of him were floating around the web. It was such a disaster to think about, he would jus let Max take care of things. He looked out the window so that he wouldn't have to look at Max, obviously embarrassed by the fact that the pictures had gotten out. <br><br>He wasn't as bubbly when he signed the autographs, even the girl's bra, though it was certainly a new thing for him. When he finally got onto the bus, he flopped onto a beanbag, curling up on the rough purple fabric. <br><br>He sighed softly and bit his bottom lip.<br><br>He had a vitamin water in hand as well, looking up at Max when he came in, trying to think of a good excuse for why his photographs had gotten leaked onto the web.<br><br>He finally, softly, murmured that he would tell the truth. <br><br>"I was feeling really...lonely. It was during one of my photoshoots, and Jason gave me his number...y'know, Jason the photographer...and he took me out to dinner. Anyways, he bought me some liquor, and we ended up hanging out at his place. One thing led to another..." He mumbled. "Anyways, we've been having sex for a while, now. And sometimes he likes to take pictures of me. He says I look best when I'm naked..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>traci80</strong> on <strong>19-03-2009, 00:38:51</strong>
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				&nbsp; "Well, how do you feel about your boyfriend, or whatever he is, now?" Max asked, pacing around the cramped space of the bus. A million things were going thru his mind at once. This was part his fault. Of course the kid was freaking bored the way he was kept isolated. He had no friends his own age. The only people his age he met were girls that his mom tried to set him up with. He may have just learned why those relationships crashed and burned so quickly. His little star was gay, or at least very bi. If he had been smart enough to introduce him to a few of the other clients he had that were Alex's age maybe the boy wouldn't be out chasing men like that Jason slime ball...<br><br>&nbsp; "Fucking Jason," Max growled, yanking out his cell and quickly punching in a number. For the next quarter-of-an-hour Alex listened to his manager rip Jason over the phone. He threatened legal action if any more of those photos popped up on the net.. Jason was the photographer he used for all his clients. That would end..."And I'll fucking kick your ass if you get near any of my boys again."<br><br>&nbsp; Max sat on the carpeted floor of the bus and laid back starring up at the ceiling. Boys will be boys, but it was still frustrating.<br><br>&nbsp; "Why didn't you tell me you were lonely?" Max asked. "Haven't I always taken care of anything you needed?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>19-03-2009, 03:18:16</strong>
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				Lexi didn't say anything...he couldn't say anything. He didn't want to admit that he still liked Jason. When the other man went ahead and fired Jason, he looked down at his knees, not saying anything until he was asked about why he hadn't told Max that he was lonely. <br><br>"You take care of what I need. But...please call Jason back. Please don't fire him. He didn't do anything that I didn't want," he mumbled, looking down, "I mean, I didn't want the pictures to get out, but...but he..." He closed his eyes for a moment and then took a big sip of his vitamin water.<br><br>"Can I have more coke?"<br><br>He finally asked, looking up almost desperately at Max, needing to forget about how bad the day had been. He just stared up at him, face buried in his hands, feeling so guilty now that Jason had lost his job. <br><br>He felt as though he had just ruined someone's career, and he buried his head into his hands, curling up on the beanbag and shutting his eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>traci80</strong> on <strong>19-03-2009, 10:44:19</strong>
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				&nbsp; "He fucked you over,Lexi. I have to fire him. Hell he may be doing this to all my clients," Max said, as he carefully tapped out some lines of coke for he and Alex on his closed desktop. He had to proceed with caution as the boy clearly had a case of puppy love for Jason. It didn't seem that Jason had the same feelings for Alex. The boy was probably just a sex toy to him.<br><br>&nbsp; "Here, this will make you feel better, bud," the man said, placing the laptop on the boy's knees and handing him a rolled up 20 dollar bill. He supposed there might be some truth to the rumor that was floating around about Alex and Juan knowing what he now knew. Yesterday he had thought that Alex was an innocent teen who's only affair was with his own right hand. Now it seemed Alex was not only a cock boy, but was also into coke and had a taste for vodka.<br><br>&nbsp; Max snorted the last two lines as the laptop sat on the teen's knees before placing it on the floor beside them. The coke worked quick. It made Max tingle and made his dick throb. He wondered how far Jason had taken the kid. He fought the urge to drag Alex to the ground and dick his ass hard until he screamed like the girls who chased him for his autograph.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; "I bet Jason took real good care of my little star when the two of you were alone, didn't he?" Max said softly, giving the boy's cheek a gentle kiss. He gave the cheek another kiss, before adding, "How far did you two go, baby?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>20-03-2009, 04:12:55</strong>
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				Ah, now this was uncomfortable. Telling the other man about himself...about what he had done with Jason. But the coke was there and he obediently snorted it up when it was offered to him. It burned, though felt amazing, roaring down his body and making him lay back complacently as the other man kissed at his cheek. <br><br>"We had sex. A lot of times," he finally mumbled, "I didn't want to at first but we got drunk and when I did it finally felt so good." He whispered then lay back on the soft beanbag, looking up at the other man. <br><br>He hadn't wanted to admit to Alex that he wasn't a virgin.<br><br>He only dated girls because it kept him in the public eye and because the scandal, because it was supposed to be important to Max. Max seemed to think that it was proper for him to do it, at least, so he had done it so that Max wouldn't suspect he was actually taking it from Jason.<br><br>"I like Jason..." He mumbled softly, burying his head in his hand, guilty even through the coke that was still raging through ihs body.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>traci80</strong> on <strong>20-03-2009, 12:51:06</strong>
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				&nbsp; "Sounds like my little pop star is a cock slut. You're probably begging to suck Jason's fat dick," Max hissed, before pressing his lips to Alex's. Max moaned as he breathed in the scent of teenage boy. His hand was busy caressing the youth's cock thru his loose fitting black jeans. Max slipped his tongue into Alex's mouth. He slurped up the teen's spit and pushed the boy's tongue around his mouth with his own. Max gave Alex's crotch more of a feel. He squeezed the boy's toys. He could tell that Alex truly was still a boy going by what he had cupped in his hand.<br><br>&nbsp; "Were you Jason's girl, Lexi? Did he fuck you? Is your boypussy still virgin, or did you spread your legs anytime he snapped his fingers?" Max asked, breaking the kiss after giving the kid's lower lip a hard suck and a nip with his teeth. Max tugged Alex's zipper down eager to unwrap the gift that had fallen into his lap. Max pushed his hand into the teen's bikini underwear and gripped his warm woody.<br><br>&nbsp; "Do you need daddy to suck off your little cock, baby?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>22-03-2009, 07:33:47</strong>
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				Avi had never been talked to like this. He had never been insulted or talked down to by anyone but his family, and now...having this...being told that he was a cock slut made him hard. He groaned and opened his mouth to the kiss and his hips rose up to meet the hand that suddenly cupped his small, if hardened, cock on Max's hand. He let out a tiny little moan. <br><br>He liked when his bottom lip was bitten, whimpering, "I'm not a virgin. I...I had sex with him. He fucked me..." He ran his tongue over his lip to taste it, then looked up at the older man and lay back against the bean-bag with his legs spread.<br><br>"I'd...I'd rather you fuck me."<br><br>He liked giving over control. He liked not having to be himself, just to be wild, rather than being a star. He felt so much pressure to fit what Max and the company told him to be, and sex was the only time that he was able to be just...himself.<br><br>He could give up everything that Avi was, and just throw himself into sex, though he was uncertain about this. Max was...he knew this wasn't right, especially since Max was now giving him coke.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>traci80</strong> on <strong>23-03-2009, 02:23:46</strong>
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				&nbsp; "Is that right? My little star wants me to fuck his cute ass off?" Max breathed, giving the boy's hard-on a few pumps. The man gave the kid's thick lips another a soft kiss. He yanked at the boy's loosened jeans and pulled them down to his knees along with his underwear. He noticed that Alex hadn't changed into the Fruit-of-the-Looms. He licked the teen's ear, and hissed, "From now on you wear the undies I tell you to wear. Or maybe I will decide that you wear none at all. Understand?"<br><br>&nbsp; "You need daddy to take care of you. Don't you, sweetheart. You need daddy to fuck you good and hard," Max growled, slipping his middle finger in the valley between the youth's cheeky buns. He massaged the cherry tight pucker. Max licked the young Asian's girl-soft cheeks before slipping his tongue back into Alex's mouth. He frenched the boy harder this time. Max wanted to make sure Alex knew that he was his manager's bitch from now on. His finger poked up the teenage ass to the first knuckle. Max pushed harder and forced the length of his finger into the willing fuck hole. The man broke the kiss. The taste of the boy's mouth was on his tongue. "You're my chick now, aren't you, Lexi?"<br><br>&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>24-03-2009, 04:44:23</strong>
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				Lexi whimpered softly, nodding and then jumping when his pants were suddenly pulled down. He was still wearing his boxers, but shivered at the hiss in his ear, nodding. He loved being commanded like this. Giving up everything, being able not to think about his image or the music that he was supposed to be making. Instead he could focus on this. "Yeah, I need you to...to take care of me..." He whimpered, lips parting as the man suddenly pressed the finger into him.<br><br>"Just fuck me, just fuck me..." he whimpered softly, actually wanting to feel the pain, wanting to feel himself get fucked completely and thoroughly. He liked the pain. Everyone else was so careful with him.<br><br>Having someone toss him around, really use him; that was what he was looking for.<br><br>He had no idea how much he was going to be giving himself to Max. How he was going to lose everything for Max, give up everything that had once signified his control. The drugs helped his willingness for sex.<br><br>Being high was the greatest thrill other than performing, and if his manager encouraged it then it had to be alright. There couldn't be anything wrong with it if the other man thought that doing coke was alright. Acceptable. He was encouraging Lexi to do it, afterall.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>traci80</strong> on <strong>24-03-2009, 10:20:24</strong>
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				&nbsp; "Yeah, you're just a slut to fuck, Lexi. You're just a little fairy," Max hissed, jabbing his finger deep up the teen's ass and twisting it around before yanking it out. He stripped off Alex's jeans and boxers being none too gentle. Max slipped himself between his young star's long and smooth legs. He pushed them back until the kid's knees were pressed to his chest completely exposing Alex to him for the first time. Max felt his dick throb in his pants. He leaned over and gave each of the teenager's creamy asscheeks a wet kiss. He sucked at the soft yet firm behind for a moment before dipping his tongue into the valley between them. The man's licked and rolled his tongue up and down Alex's crack. He kissed the boy's sticky pucker. He sucked at it. Max thought how he should of been the first one up this little brat's ass. Alex's cunt should have been his. He gave the boy's left asscheek two stinging slaps before burying his face in the warm crease. His tongue wiggled it's way up the tight fuck chute. Max groaned and ate Alex out deep. He sucked out the perfect ass for almost 5 minutes before finally finishing with a noisy, slurping suck.<br><br>&nbsp; "Daddy's going to make that cute little snatch of yours bleed, bitch," the man snarled, adding yet another few smacks to Alex's upturned bottom before digging his throbbing prick out his fly. He wanted to see his little star cry. He wanted to see Alex cry like a girl. By the end of the tour Alex was going to be fucked out and fucked up on coke. <br><br>&nbsp; Scream all you want, baby," Max mumbled, as he centered the fat knob of his prick on the boy's fuck pucker. "Maybe the girl's outside will hear you and realize you're really one of them."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>27-03-2009, 07:31:16</strong>
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				Lexi cried out, writhing on the bean bag and then shutting his eyes, biting back a scream as the other man started using his tongue on him. He had never had someone do this before, and as good as it felt he missed the way that Jason touched him. He missed the way that Jason was tender and at least pretended to take care of him while his manager just...fucked him. He was hurt but turned on at the same time, confused because of the pleasure and drugs running through his body. <br><br>He screamed when the other man spanked and then suddenly positioned him. He bent back, lifting his hips obediently to let the other man fuck him, biting his bottom lip and then screaming when the other man finally thrust into him. He turned his head, sinking his teeth into the beanbag, refusing to let his fans hear him.<br><br>That would be a PR nightmare.<br><br>He quivered underneath Max, looking up at him even with the purple material clenched between his teeth, just looking up at the other man while still so achingly hard. <br><br>He wanted, so badly, to cum. <br><br>He was already so close from having been eaten out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>traci80</strong> on <strong>27-03-2009, 09:43:58</strong>
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				&nbsp; There was no way that Max could hold out for very long in an ass that gripped his dick like Alex's did. The man gave up on trying to make it last and just ran for the finish line. Max started hammering into the teen and showing little mercy. He could see his prick was smeared red. He had made Alex bleed. This was a fucking his cute pop star would remember for a long time to come. Jason had been tender with him and had been screwing him like he was some chick, tho he had screwed him behind his back by e-mailing the naked photos of his young model to a man who paid handsomely for them and promptly posted them on the internet. <br><br>&nbsp; "Her it comes you little cunt!" Max grunted, as he recklessly thrust his throbbing prick as deep into the teenage ass as he could force it. Thick adult sperm jetted up the fucked kid's abused butt. It flooded with the man's fuck cream. As his dick emptied into his young star's ass Max forced his tongue into the boy's mouth. Licking him out. Raping his mouth.<br><br>&nbsp; "Yeah, Lexi's just a bitch, isn't he?" The man asked, as he slowed and the halted the nasty fucking he had just given to his young charge. "You're Max's girl."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>27-03-2009, 19:16:39</strong>
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				The high was coming down and the sex was painful. He screamed when Max started slamming into him, arching up off of the beanbag. His voice came out high and shrill as he was slammed. He screamed again when the other man came hard in his body, cumming himself though it didn't feel as good as it did with Jason.<br><br>He felt cold and sore, dirty, the high from the coke wearing off as he tucked up into a ball as best he could, pushing Max away while nodding at the same time to his words.<br><br>He was extremely confused.<br><br>He was hurt, also, that Jason had betrayed him like that. He didn't know what to think, and he buried his head in his hands once Max pulled out of his body. He stumbled to his feet, insides of his thighs smeared red, pants at his ankles. He pulled them up, ruining his underwear with blood in the process, "I'm going to take a shower..." he mumbled.<br><br>He was...hurt, confused, and stumbling from the drugs. He caught himself on the wall, heading back towards the bathroom.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>traci80</strong> on <strong>28-03-2009, 14:03:01</strong>
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				&nbsp; Max felt a bit of guilt as his young star limped off to the little bathroom and shower set-up in the back of the bus. If only Alex hadn't been so damned cute he might have been able to control himself a little better. Anyway being gay and an obvious bottom he had better get used to being fucked. Not every fucking he was going to get was going to be all sweet and kissy.<br><br>&nbsp; The man wiped clean the bean bag that was smeared with a combination of Alex's blood and sweat, and his own cum. Fucking teenage boys was the reason he had first got into this business. He was a wolf in sheep's clothing. Max developed the relationship with each of his teenage clients until they trusted him without question. Then along came the pot, and then the coke. Before the kid knew it he was laid out on his back with his legs spread wide and he was being used like a girl. It wasn't that he didn't care about his boys. He tried his best to make them successful tho most didn't get very far. But in the end Max saw the boys as his sex toys. And of course Alex was his current favorite tho not the only teen he was screwing. <br><br>&nbsp; Max dug out a pair of the boy's ripped jeans and the tiny free undies they had got from Fruit-Of-The-Loom along with a red tee that was small on Alex and left some of his tummy exposed. It was the perfect 'slut boy' look. <br><br>&nbsp; "We have a sound check in 15 minutes. I have some clothes for you," Max said, letting himself into the bathroom and putting the clothes on the small counter. <br><br>&nbsp; "Your ass hurt much? You want me to take a look?"<br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>30-03-2009, 05:53:11</strong>
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				Alex leant against the shower and rested his head against the shower stall. This was a bad idea. How could he possibly get himself into something like this? He shouldn't be sleeping with his boss. His manager, at least. He shook his head, letting the water wash everything off of him. It wiped him clean and he rubbed at his body, shaking his head and half-hiding behind the shower curtain, "No," He said softly, "I'm fine. I'll get dressed and meet you out front in a few." He didn't want the other man to touch him just yet. He couldn't deal with it. <br><br>He finally got out of the shower, tossing on the revealing clothes without even thinking about it, heading out of the bus with his hair still wet and his face bare.<br><br>He looked quite...young.<br><br>New to all of this now that he wasn't wearing heavy stage makeup or a lot of eyeliner. "Hey," He said softly to Max, "I'll just leave my hair wet. Makeup can deal with it later." <br><br>He pulled out a cigarette, knowing that the other man wouldn't mind, lighting it and leaning back with his flat belly ever so faintly revealed by his half-ridden-up shirt.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll [[closed, traci80 and Sho]]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>traci80</strong> on <strong>30-03-2009, 18:49:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp; "You look good. Those jeans fits you nice too," Max winked, digging out a new pack of Marlboro 100 Lights from a pack he was carrying and tossing them on the dressing table. He figured if Alex was old enough to get fucked and snort coke he was old enough for his own pack of cigarettes. The kid was being quiet. Max knew Alex was doing some thinking about what had just occurred on the bus and thought it best to just give the boy some space for a few hours. But before he left the teenager alone in his dressing room...<br><br>&nbsp; "You're 16 now. What do you think about starting to show a little skin on stage," Max said, bringing out a red mesh shirt with no sleeves and a tiny pair of black, nylon shorts that would be just short enough to give peaks of the young star's asscheeks. The shirt would cover the shorts giving the effect that he was naked except for the shorts. "You were getting so sweated up last tour I thought this would be more comfortable and I'm sure your fans will love it. Maybe we can skip the make-up. Maybe eye-liner what do you think? I think we should go with the young look and show some skin."<br><br>&nbsp; Before leaving Max dropped a few tablets in Alex's hand and telling him they would give him some extra energy.
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