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Date: Tue, 27 Mar 2012 12:26:22 -0700 (PDT)
From: Johan Johnson <chocol8moonlight@yahoo.com>
Subject: Ghost Riding Fergus Riordan

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Please Note: This is a fabricated story about Fergus Riordan (I Want To Be
A Soldier; GhostRider2) and is narrated through the eyes of a fan.The story
is fiction and is not intended to imply anything about the true sexuality
of the celebrities mentioned or any personal knowledge about their private
lives. Also I don't have any rights or ownership over the related movies.
Enjoy!

Darkness. A thought. A wish. A vision. A flash. And there...
Madrid. Spain. Midnight. I'm actually here. Finally. I'm standing in this
street. This very street. Near the driveway that leads up to Fergus Riordan's
House. I can't believe it. I need to savor it. This moment of reckoning... Grey
rays of pale moonlight filtered through the trees that were being battered and
blown in the fierce wind. A storm. But I felt none of it. I felt as if I'm
floating in a breezeless street. Calm. Focused. And weightless.


"Come with me", said the reaper standing next to me. His
voice was calm and crisp, as if there was no whistling wind, no thunderous humm
around us.

"I have unfinished business here", I replied faintly.

"You're just a shade. A ghost. There's nothing left for you
here. No one will notice you anymore", he continued.

"Oh I know I'm dead. But it's about how. So unfulfilled. I
left. I died obsessed and madly in love with the boy who lives in that house
over there. Right there. He never even knew I existed. But I had these extreme
feelings. The bits and pieces I never bothered to put into words. It's so
powerful, what I feel. That's why I believe my actions still have meaning. I
know he will feel me. I just know..."

I took a deep breath, of nothing. I felt a thumping in my
chest -- a ghostly fake heart. I was so excited. And I began my final and
longest journey alone. I started walking. Kept my pace. I walked up the
driveway, through the walls of the house. Inside. Searching every room. So far,
empty. No one home. I started feeling sad, worried, in the darkness it seemed
as if some great bird had flown over and swept away what once lived here, with
the shadow of its wing. But wait. Can you feel that? I entered the last bedroom
on the left. There's an energy. So much life. The bedroom lights were off, and
something lay lightly in the shadowed valleys of sheets on the bed, in blissful
slumber. In nothing but boxers, there lay my prize of love for one single
night, in a lifetime. Despite all his fame and all his power, Fergus looked so
vulnerable and delicate here, just like any other 13-year old boy, obeying the
rules of sleep and bedtime.

I switched on the digital video camera and put it down on
the side of the bed focused on Fergus. Then I climbed on top of him. I touched
his face. The softest. I felt his breath on my fingers. Like a countdown. Calm
breathing of ocean waves. Stop. I ripped off his deep blue boxers with a
supernatural force I didn't know I had. I barely had time to get a good look at
his dick before he woke, began kicking and screaming. I pinned him down. I
loved the sheer male power of him. Like a real thoroughbred colt he fought,
struggling, punching me off wildly. But it made no difference. It all just went
straight threw me. I was invisible to him. And his eyes, oh those gorgeous icy blue
eyes, they were so confused, so frightened.

I let him go, just to see what he would do. He ran for the
door, only to find it locked without a key, then to the burglar-barred windows
which, for some supernatural reason, couldn't even be opened, couldn't be
broken. "HELP ME SOMEBODY!" he shouted, "Mum! Dad. Help me...". I kept the camera
focused on him, on his soft perfect cock, and on his taught bubble butt. I'd
never seen such a cute boy-ass. The way it wiggled, just right. The way it was
shaped, my dear god, the sheer roundness of it.

I caught him and threw him on his back on the bed.
(CameraView: Fergus being flung onto the bed by an invisible force). He felt my
every touch. I held him down 100% naked on the bed under me. He looked up,
tears rolling down his face. "Furr... Calm down baby", I whispered in his ear,
and from the reaction on his face, I knew he heard me. He looked so beautiful --
the best example of how every young boy should be. So energetic, so fresh. I
craved his mouth, his voice, his hair. I picked his legs up into the air,
exposing his slim ass to the camera. I almost melted at how hot he looked. I
drew circles on his sleek thighs and his butt-cheeks with my tongue, marking my
path down to his hole. It was so soft there, between the pillows of his ass, so
slippery and inviting. Then I dipped my tongue into him. His whole body tensed
up. It was so amazing, that control I had over him. I wiggled my tongue to
deepen the penetration. It had never been in such a soft place before. I started
licking him harder, as if I was sucking for honey. And then came the
unexpected. When I looked up, his cock was fully and beautifully erect. Right
in front of my face. What a cock. Definitely number one on my top10 list of the
slickest things in existence. Perfection. Smooth. Neat. Lollipop-like. Slit
like a snake-eye. It was like one of those carved dildos, but better. I just
wanted to eat him all up.

I played with it between my fingers and wanked it a bit in
its own precum. Fergus moaned the entire time, as if he was sharply in pain,
but I could tell that it was just him enjoying it, mingled with his fear and
intrigue over the unknown. Now he was keeping his legs raised all by himself. I
took the head of his penis into my mouth and inserted two fingers into his soft
buttery anus at the same time. "OHH FUCK!!! What the fuck is that?? Mmmmm", he
moaned. His cock fitted into my mouth so well, as if it was designed to be
sucked. It worked so smoothly, the skin moved so easily, like changing gears on
a brand-new lamborghini. (CameraView: Fergus's legs in the air, his feet arched
backwards in ecstacy, his asshole a little open, moving slightly, and his hard
dick's foreskin being sucked back and forth by something invisible, as he moans
like a little puppy)

He was humping against my hand, moving his hole against my
fingers, pressing his cock back into my mouth, trying to force me to go faster.
I noticed he was losing control, so I stopped for a moment. I just left him
there on the bed in his peak. I watched him. He looked around, disappointed,
embarrassed. He clenched his thighs together and slowly tried to cover his
hard-on with his bed-sheet. His mouth was half open. It looked almost hungry
for something. I touched his hand. He shivered. I hooked my fingers in-between
the spaces of his. So cute and sweaty they were. I kissed and sucked on them
lightly. Then I bit on the outer side of his palm. "You bit me", he half-smiled
and said it, that killer-smile. I adored the way his lips moved when he spoke,
the curves and dimples at the sides of his mouth, "...What are you?"

"I'm only your biggest fan in the entire world, Furr. And I
wish you would love me too. But in my sex fantasy, nobody ever loves me for my
mind", I said softly.
Pause.
He looked around. There was a hint of naughtiness in his
expression. Curiosity. Then he moved the sheets off him slowly and leaned
forward. I knelt up on the bed and guided his face. He knew what I wanted,
because he let his mouth hang open. I pressed the coolness of his young lips
against the tip of my cock. I grabbed two fistfuls of his silky hair as my
entire stem slid down Fergus's warm throat. I held the camera closer.
(CameraView: Fergus's head bobbing up and down, his mouth open in a perfect
O-shape, young lips sliding back and forth, the back of his throat expanding
intensely as something fucks in and out of it. Vicious slurping noises and only
Fergus's cute but stifled moans can be heard)
And then I started gushing. Long jets of liquid started
shooting out of my cock down Fergus's throat, and it just didn't stop. It went
on for about five full minutes! It wasn't cum. Precum maybe. Or ectoplasm. Or
ghost piss. Honestly I have no idea what it was, but it felt incredible to have
The Fergus Riordan milk and drink all of it straight out of my dick.
(CameraView: Fergus begins gulping something down, his little Adam's apple
vibrates as he struggles to keep up with the drinking. Fergus moans
frantically. He chokes a little, but something holds his head in place, some liquid
leaks out of his mouth)

I gave Fergus some time to recover from the rather forceful mouth-fucking.
After a few minutes, he began looking rather uncomfortable, then restless, then
worried. "Are you there? Something's wrong, something is seriously wrong with
me. It's what you made me swallow. What did you make me swallow??", his voice
was trembling.

"Whats wrong??", I asked. I wrapped my arms around him, and
pulled him in close.

"I think it's my prostate. Its fuckin itching. Like
extremely insanely. I wish I could reach it, but the itch is fuckin inside
me!", he continued.

I placed my hand at his lower tummy soothingly. I loved how
the little squares of his natural abs flexed and relaxed according to my touch.
He was truly sexy all over, every bit and spot of him. I picked his legs up and
rubbed my finger at the entrance of his hole. "Uhhhhhh. Yeahhhhhhh..." came his urgent
and vibrating moan. I pushed a finger in. "UHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" he gasped, "Go
deeper! The itch is further in!" he trembled out desperately. I put his feet on
my chest, and I inserted my cock partially in his hole. He nearly rose off the
bed. It was like wedging a knife of need deep inside him. "AWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!" he
arched his back. I moved it around until I found the spot, and then I stroked
it. "FUCKKK!!! Presss... down more. Yes ahh AHHH YESSS! Almost there.... Yeah OHH
HARDER!!! SOOOOO GOOD!!!! MMMMMMMMM!!!! AHHHHHH!!!" he screamed. I couldn't hold
myself back any longer. The time had come for the real fucking to begin. I
finally pumped my big thick cock into his wet pussy over and over.
"Damn you're so fucking tight", I whined as I felt him wrap
up around me, like a flame around a wick. He was shuddering as I thrust and
sank into him, with the wild beating of our bodies against each other. Like the
wind on the mountains shaking ancient oaks. I leaned forward and kissed him. I
licked the corners of his mouth before I stuck my tongue in. Then I was a
million light years away, inside of Fergus. I was alone. It was just me then
and this feeling, which was him. (CameraView: Fergus's cute ass being slammed
as he bounces, his anus stretching widely outwards and inwards with each ebb,
flow and shudder of his body). Fergus was screaming so loudly that he ought to
have lost his voice by now. He looked adorable. Dripping. His skin was glowing
wet. Dark shadows outlined his magnificent young body. Holding his feet up, I
could feel the mad pulse pounding in his lovely ankles. His high-arched feet
were so cute stuck up in the air, they looked tense but perfect, like a little
lion cub's big paws preparing to pounce. And oh how he purred, purred and
screamed, and screamed some more. His long sexy legs and thick slender thighs
strained to my control - they were so lean and hot, with streamline muscular
dimples reappearing at every thrust. Definitely from all that soccer he plays.  "FUCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKK!! YOU-UU HAV-VV NO-OO IDEA
HOW GOOOOD THAT FEEELS!!!! AW! AW! AW! AW! AWW!" he yelled.

We made love in all kinds of positions, with our bodies in
all manners of contortions, against the wall, on the floor, on the sofa, as if
in mist and in clouds. Next I sat up on the bed and made him sit on me, face to
face. He wrapped his lean arms around my neck and his legs around my waist for
leverage as he moved up and down, his small boy-vagina swallowing my shaft
entirely. I had my face in his neck, that sweet graceful neck, bruised by my
kisses, I could feel the beating of his tender throat against mine. "OHHHH
FUUURRRRRRRRR!!! DON'T STOP! YEAH! UH! UH! UH! UH! UH! UHHHHHHHHHHHH" I moaned,
as if wishing someone would hear the thunder of our love echo in the night.
Fergus's pretty eyes were fluttering in ecstasy as our bodies mingled, blended,
dissolved together, a knot of love , as Fergus's chest slid against mine,
sandwiching his drenched cock between our bellies, like on a soft sandy beach
where hungry waves rub, bite and lick the sensual shore, riding the tide of
passion. (CameraView: Fergus sitting upright on something invisible on the bed.
Neither his hands nor legs actually touch the bed. It's as if he floats just
above it. It looks like he hugs something to balance as he moves his butt up
and down at an incredibly fast pace and howls like a wild animal)

Now I made Fergus get on his knees on the bed so that I
could bang him doggy-style. He steadied himself on the bed with his arms, back
arched and ass up, so I could easily plunge my huge dick all the way inside. By
now, Fergus's slender waist and thighs were exhausted and weak from this night
of cloud dancing, but it didn't stop him from still grinding his ass against my
cock. I held on to him tight as we rocked and moaned. I bit his adorable ears
and the back of his neck leading down to his lightly defined shoulders. His
silky hair smelled of mangoes, and it shook seductively as I got into him,
shoved into him again and again. It was such a nice place to be, like I had
always been there, always should be there, that close to him. "AAAASHHH! WA!
AHH! UHH! AWWW! FUCK! FUCK! FUCCKK! FUCK ME!!! UH! DO MY ASS!!  ITS! ITS YOURS!!! OOOOOOH!!!", squealed
Fergus as I probed and filled him. He put his face down on the pillow but
raised his butt provocatively higher for me. I held on to his slithery cock
with both my hands to anchor my thrusting, and at the same time, I wanked it. I
loved the smooth hard peaks and valleys of his sculpted body and back, his firm
muscled ass attached to my cock, consuming it completely, grinding body to body
in the cool.

I penetrated him more and more, ripping him open for the
entire world to see. I couldn't get enough. I thought I'd died and gone to
heaven, literally fucking like there was no tomorrow. "SO-OO FUCKINN GOOD!! OH
YEAH! MMM! UH! UH! UUUHH! UHHHHHH!! AH! AH! AHHH!! AHHHWWW!
AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!" screamed Fergus, shaking, then trembling, as he
came, long spurts of teen cum hitting his tummy, the bed, and my hands. His
anus clenched tightly around my cock so hard that it felt as if my cock would
become lodged in there forever. The pressure was so wickedly awesome that I
burst. I jerked this way and that. It was electric. I blow my load deep inside
him while he panted as if on the verge of death. I pushed all my love into him.
He felt its hotness travel up him. My most hidden river rose and released.
Rippling over and over again, for so long and so much that some of my cum was
squirting out of his ass with my cock still stuck in it. Now Fergus was totally
fucked. (CameraView: Initially Fergus bent over on his knees while his anus is being
stretched obscenely, the inside of his love canal expands and contracts
rhythmically as if something big and invisible is being rapidly plunged in and
out of it. His foreskin opens and closes over his throbbing cock while its
being wanked. Love bites begin to appear from no-where on his neck. Fergus
screams and cums all over, after which his cock melts into softness. We are
then shown the inside of his asshole filling up with more and more of a milky liquid,
until it begins overflowing. Fergus lies shivering, shaking and panting on the
bed until he eventually passes out. The room is a mess. A storm.)

Someone once told me that if you want something too much you'll never
get. They said it's the first universal truth and that it's more reliable
then both murphy's law and friday the 13th. Nonsense. You can do whatever
you want to do, be whoever you want to be, there are no rules to this
thing. I connected the video camera to my computer and logged on to my
Youtube channel. Video title: "Ghost Riding Fergus Riordan". 10%. 65%. 99%.
Upload complete.

The End.

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