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Hello All!
I am new to the __VAM community, although I have been reading your stories like the new bible for some time now. So here is Chapter 1 of my Fanfict. I have no clue where its going to go. Comments are great and I love messages. Feel FREE to text/Call my cell phone, the number is on my profile, if you'd like to ask questions or suggest. Enjoy!
Ville scooted farther back into the now uncomfortable chair that he had placed himself in only a half hour earlier. His green eyes were hazed over with drunken thoughts. The pounding music of the club wasn't helping him a bit either. It kept causing his concentration to break, which meant it caused his hot temper to rise.
Over to his right, Jonne was dancing the night away with his newest young victim. Seeing Jonne grind his seemingly delicate hips on another man just fueled Ville's anger and shame. All the shame and anger from that one incident that Ville swore would bring down his career due to societies stupid ideas . Now he looked back and saw that it didn't have to be this way, but he was blinded by his own fear, and sought comfort in his precious liquor. The same liquor he slaved to now.
It had been over a year since that incident, yet every night, Ville still laid restless,thinking about him, thinking about how he missed his annoying voice, how he missed worrying about him and his crazy ideas and stunts. Then again, he never stopped worrying about him, and keeping himself away from his Bammie just made the thoughts worse.
Ville managed to pull his gaze away from Jonne, finding himself getting evil thoughts from staring at the younger mans femme body. Slowly, Ville passed out, going over the night in his mind, the pulsing beat of the music from the nearby speakers somehow soothing him.
It was their final show on their Dark Light American tour. Of course infamous Bam, star of the MTV hit, Viva la Bam* had to show up to see his best buddy, Ville of. Ville enjoyed Bam's company, but the tour had taken a lot out of him. They rarely got a day off, and even then they spent most of the day on their tour bus, driving. The encore performance of solitary man had just finished and the band was walking off stage after give their traditional goodbyes to the crowd. Bam emerged from the shadows of the stage and grabbed Ville's hips.
The girls in the crowd went wild. Thats the first thing that Ville noticed. Then he felt the sensation of Bam's lips being pressed against his. He was still slightly dazed, as always from the bright stage lights and strobe lights and other effects they now used for their performances. Ville opened his eyes and shoved Bam away from him, accidentally shoving him right off the stage, and into the crowd of horny fan girls below.
For most celebrities in the rock genre, this would mean that they would be caught, and lifted about till bouncers got them down or they were returned to the stage. Alas, Bam was not a rock star, and he felt, ass first into the crowd, here he was there consumed by a mass of girls and boys range in from 12-30. Ville just turned and ran away, away to his happy place, and the strongest liquor they had on the bus. He didn't talk to any of the band members, not even his might-as-well-be- brother Midge.
Seppo had to call and tell them what exactly had happen. By then Ville was in another drunken stupor, laying on his back in his bunk, thinking everything over. Now the guilt was setting in, and he wondered what would become of Bam, how fast the bouncers were able to save him, and other things. Soon his stomach was down the toilet, and Ville fast asleep, asleep to a pounding heart beat. No, not a heartbeat. A mechanical beep.
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Hehe. Okies. Thats the intro. You know the story now.
No this isnt a one shot thing, and this is nothing. This is just what I recently poured from my little mind. So yes, More to come. CHECK BACK OFTEN. I might post up to twice or three times a day. Whooo knows?!
(* as if you didnt know Who BAM was?!)
I am new to the __VAM community, although I have been reading your stories like the new bible for some time now. So here is Chapter 1 of my Fanfict. I have no clue where its going to go. Comments are great and I love messages. Feel FREE to text/Call my cell phone, the number is on my profile, if you'd like to ask questions or suggest. Enjoy!
Ville scooted farther back into the now uncomfortable chair that he had placed himself in only a half hour earlier. His green eyes were hazed over with drunken thoughts. The pounding music of the club wasn't helping him a bit either. It kept causing his concentration to break, which meant it caused his hot temper to rise.
Over to his right, Jonne was dancing the night away with his newest young victim. Seeing Jonne grind his seemingly delicate hips on another man just fueled Ville's anger and shame. All the shame and anger from that one incident that Ville swore would bring down his career due to societies stupid ideas . Now he looked back and saw that it didn't have to be this way, but he was blinded by his own fear, and sought comfort in his precious liquor. The same liquor he slaved to now.
It had been over a year since that incident, yet every night, Ville still laid restless,thinking about him, thinking about how he missed his annoying voice, how he missed worrying about him and his crazy ideas and stunts. Then again, he never stopped worrying about him, and keeping himself away from his Bammie just made the thoughts worse.
Ville managed to pull his gaze away from Jonne, finding himself getting evil thoughts from staring at the younger mans femme body. Slowly, Ville passed out, going over the night in his mind, the pulsing beat of the music from the nearby speakers somehow soothing him.
It was their final show on their Dark Light American tour. Of course infamous Bam, star of the MTV hit, Viva la Bam* had to show up to see his best buddy, Ville of. Ville enjoyed Bam's company, but the tour had taken a lot out of him. They rarely got a day off, and even then they spent most of the day on their tour bus, driving. The encore performance of solitary man had just finished and the band was walking off stage after give their traditional goodbyes to the crowd. Bam emerged from the shadows of the stage and grabbed Ville's hips.
The girls in the crowd went wild. Thats the first thing that Ville noticed. Then he felt the sensation of Bam's lips being pressed against his. He was still slightly dazed, as always from the bright stage lights and strobe lights and other effects they now used for their performances. Ville opened his eyes and shoved Bam away from him, accidentally shoving him right off the stage, and into the crowd of horny fan girls below.
For most celebrities in the rock genre, this would mean that they would be caught, and lifted about till bouncers got them down or they were returned to the stage. Alas, Bam was not a rock star, and he felt, ass first into the crowd, here he was there consumed by a mass of girls and boys range in from 12-30. Ville just turned and ran away, away to his happy place, and the strongest liquor they had on the bus. He didn't talk to any of the band members, not even his might-as-well-be- brother Midge.
Seppo had to call and tell them what exactly had happen. By then Ville was in another drunken stupor, laying on his back in his bunk, thinking everything over. Now the guilt was setting in, and he wondered what would become of Bam, how fast the bouncers were able to save him, and other things. Soon his stomach was down the toilet, and Ville fast asleep, asleep to a pounding heart beat. No, not a heartbeat. A mechanical beep.
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Hehe. Okies. Thats the intro. You know the story now.
No this isnt a one shot thing, and this is nothing. This is just what I recently poured from my little mind. So yes, More to come. CHECK BACK OFTEN. I might post up to twice or three times a day. Whooo knows?!
(* as if you didnt know Who BAM was?!)