Gay Erotic Stories

Chris Stone the Man By: maddog This story is a work of fiction, and is of a gay nature if this offends you leave now CHRIS STONE PORN SUPER STAR TO GO ON TOUR Yes it is true after five years, my Idol, Chris Stone is going back on tour And will be in Detroit on our combined birthday. I went to the Gold Coast Lounge and made arrangements, to be sure that I had one of the best seats in the house, I wanted to be front and center, to be able to watch him bump and grind and show his stuff, for all three nights. He starts to dance 9pm on Thursday and I plan on being there at 7:30 just to make sure I get a good seat. The day has arrived and I have been a wreck all day, took the day off, just to excited, shit all I could think of was CHRIS, how was I going to be able to work. About 4 o’clock I started to get ready and by 5:30 I was ready and getting in the car, it takes 30 minutes to get to the Gold Coast but I had a couple of stops to make, I know he likes red roses and dark chocolate and I had ordered both. Made both stops and got the gifts to the Lounge and left them with the bartender and went off to get some food. Went around the corner to a great Gay café, and had a good dinner and was walking back to the bar when I was attacked, mugged and left in the gutters, when I came too, I was in the Emergency Room at the Hospital. The Police explained what had happened and that the guys had gotten away and they had no leads at that time, and then they left. The Doctor’s were real nice and told me I had a mild concussion and had to stay in the Hospital overnight. And should not drive or over do for the next couple days as I might have dizzy and even blackout spells. Well we all have dreams and most of them do not ever come true. The week after the mugging I ventured out to the Gold Coast for the first time, and while there checked with the Bartender to make sure that Chris had at least gotten the Candy and Flowers. He said sure he got them and that I had been the talk of the bar all night and what a shame it was I had missed Chris and every one was sorry for me; you see I had made a fool of myself for a couple of week telling every one he was coming to town, and make sure to be here, as he was the best. I said that it was nice and smiled, but it still did not make me feel any better. He really made me feel uncomfortable, he seemed to be staring and smiling at me a lot more than he should have been, so I just left. I sort of felt sorry for my self and just stayed around the house for the rest of the week and on Thursday, the owner of the Gold Coast called and said he felt bad about me not being able to attend when Chris was in town and wanted to return some of the money I had laid out and ask for my address. Friday rolled around and it was a just a rotten day raining and blowing, a bad day to be home alone. About 4PM a dark little sport car pulls into the driveway and a man in a black raincoat with his hood up comes running up to the front door. As I open the door he raises his head and says HI, I’m Chris Stone and I hear you are my number One Favorite Fan. The next thing I know I am laying on the sofa and have a cold towel over my forehead and Chris Stone is bending over me asking if I am all right my head is spinning and I just lay still, knowing I am dreaming, he asks if I am OK. He wants to spend the weekend and really get to know me. He sits down next to me and hugs me and gives a great kiss and ask again if he can stay, smiling and starting to undo his shirt…….. You know some time’s dreams do come true. Any comments let me know at maddog@I-is.com