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Debutante	By : Cyndiana Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Rammstein Views: 1391 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Rammstein. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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TITLE: Debutante
AUTHOR: Cyndiana
RATING: NC-17 for graphic description of M/M sexuality, language, and brief discussion of rape.
PAIRING: Doom/Richard
ARCHIVE: A Feather in the Blood (http://groups.yahoo.com/group/afeatherintheblood/)
SYNOPSIS: Richard tries to show Schneider a good time his first night as an openly gay man, but twists, turns, and secrets make it a night neither of them will ever forget.
AUTHOR’S NOTES: This fic was inspired by my newest obsession, Queer as Folk. Not the events, but the characterization. Also, just so you know, I use the word “Jungfrau” in this fic. It means “virgin”. Now you won’t have to Babelfish (http://babelfish.altavista.com) it. :P
DISCLAIMER: A work of fiction. Not intended as a statement of fact, in any way. Not for profit.

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Schneider sunk down in his seat. He didn’t know whether he wanted to hide, so much as disappear completely, but either was a tempting proposition. So was the man in the driver’s seat, flying down the backroads just outside Berlin at no less that 145 km/hour.

“Richard! Slow the fuck down, you’re going to get us killed!”
“I’m so sorry, Granpapa…Heart racing too fast? Do you need your pills?”
Richard slammed the accelerator nearly through the floorboard.
“You are NOT being funny, Richard!”
“Don’t like my driving? Jump out of the fucking jeep…”

Richard reached across Schneider and opened his door, the door flopping loosely on its hinges, slapping against the bushes along side the road.
“Richard you fucking cunt! You are not being funny!” Schneider squealed in terror.
“Oh, don’t soak your panties…Jesus…”

Richard slammed the breaks on in a dusty patch of land, sending the jeep into an impressive spinout, sending dust flying everywhere.
Schneider’s nerves only began to settle when the dust finally did.

“You…are…an asshole…” he hissed between heaving breaths.
“So I’ve been told.” Richard retorted, getting out of the jeep.

Schneider felt like oozing out of his seat, as opposed to stepping out. He pulled out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his brow.

“Oh, did I mess up your makeup?” Richard teased.
“Fuck you.”
“Mmm…Maybe later. Right now, your coming out party is in full…” Richard grabbed Schneider by the hips, grinding against his ass, “…swing…”

Schneider was now sorely regretting confiding his deepest, darkest secret in Richard.

“Richard…I’m…I’m gay.”
“Oh, aren’t we ALL?”
“I’m being fucking serious, you big queen!”
Richard curtseyed regally, then flipped him off.
“Well, my darling…If I’m a queen, you are but a mere princess. A debutante. You need your coming out party.”
“Oh, no, no, no…I’m not ready to come out yet…” Schneider defended, squirming in his seat.
“Not THAT kind of coming out…Southern girls, in America, when they are ready to date, they have a grand ball at their home, and call it their coming out party. Announcing to all the eligible gentlemen that they are open for business.”
“You want to have a party here?”
“Oh fuck no…I’m not throwing the party. I’m going to take you to it. We’ll go tomorrow night, be ready no later than ten. And…” Richard slunk up over Schneider, drawing his lips across his cheek, causing him to shiver, “…wear something sexy…”

And that’s how Schneider found himself here, in a field of dirt and dead dreams, facing a dilapidated old church.

“You say this is my coming out party, so you bring me to find religion?” Schneider snorted.
“Oh darling, you won’t find religion…But I promise you will see God.”

Richard nearly dragged him to the front door of the church, kneeling at the door, and forcing Schneider to his own knees. Richard rapped on the door three times.

“Ja, go on…” a raspy voice called from the other side of the door.
“Forgive us, Father, for we have sinned.” Richard began.
“How long has it been since your last confession?” the raspy voice inquired.
“Only but three nights ago for me. This is a first for my friend.” Richard replied.
“Confess…” the raspy voice demanded.
“We have had…lustful thoughts of other men. Frequently.”
“You must purge yourself of these evil thoughts. Go on…PURGE.” the raspy voice demanded sternly.
“Ooh, I’ve never purged before. “ Richard whispered over to Schneider.
“What is purgi--” Before Schneider could finish the question, Richard’s tongue against his answered it for him quite accurately.

“You are cleansed…you may enter.” the voice responded, now not quite so raspy.

Richard stood, lifting Schneider to his feet, and the door swung open. They entered, and cheesy dance music billowed from within the bowels of the church. Neon lights flashed, leaving their reflections all over the walls. After walking through a corridor of sheer veils of curtains, they came upon the room where devout followers once worshipped. Now there, their progeny sinned.

Schneider now felt incredibly out of place. He wore what HE thought was sexy: low slung leather pants, riding atop his hipbones, an olive green mesh tank that rode up a bit, showing off his chiseled abs, freshly polished combat boots. Now as his eyes feasted upon the hot, young men, grinding close together, most not wearing much more than satin underwear, he felt terribly overdressed. He was in good company, as Richard was dressed in baggy cargo jeans and a black tank. He stopped at the coat check.

“Clothes check.” a glittered twink announced to them both.

Richard removed every stitch of his clothes but a pair of black silk boxers, and placed them on the counter. They were promptly boxed, and a ticket was given to him.

“Now you, sexy.” the twink demanded.
Schneider looked at Richard.
“Come on now, Schneider. What are you afraid of? You wore granny panties, didn’t you?”

Schneider blushed terribly, and slowly began to strip, stumbling about nervously as his pants caught on his feet. Richard rolled his eyes disdainfully.

Finally, he was stripped down to a pair of black silk bikini briefs, feeling as naked as the day he was born.

Richard considered his date quite furtively for a moment, then took his hand, guiding him to the dance floor.

Richard danced with him, their bodies making contact in every possible way. Soon, Schneider’s head spun with the smell of pheromones and the rush of endorphins. He admired the others around him. Different shapes and sizes of men, all gorgeous in ways he’d never previously considered. Richard noticed his wandering eye.

“Take your pick of the litter, princess. They’re all here for the same thing we are.” he whispered in Schneider’s ear.
“What’s that?”
Richard slid his hand into Schneider’s briefs, rubbing his cock with gentle motions.
“THAT is what.”
Schneider moaned aloud, causing a great evil grin to spread across Richard’s face.

A delicious, young twink danced over to them.

“Richie, you bitch…aren’t you going to introduce me to your friend?”
“This is Schneider. Schneider this is…well, his name’s not important, but he gives the best fucking blow job on this side of the Wall.”
“Oh, Richie, you flatter me. And you know, flattery gets you EVERYWHERE.” the twink cooed.
“Darling, 5 Deutschmarks will allow a man to get anywhere with you, dirne.” Richard retorted.
“Oh, you wound me! I’m good for at LEAST 10.” the twink cackled.
“Wanna show my friend a good time?” Richard inquired.
“N-no, Richard, that’s ok…” Schneider stammered nervously.
“Pity…Mmmm…I was looking forward to sampling some fresh goods.” the twink pouted, caressing Schneider’s ass covetously.

He was soon whisked away by another man, and Richard glared at Schneider disappointedly.

“I thought you were gay.”
“I AM gay, Richard, but for fuck’s sake…this is…this is just too much, I’m leaving.”

Schneider turned to go, and Richard pursued him.

“Schneider, come on, loosen up. This is your coming out party, remember?”
“Well, you enjoy it. I prefer to celebrate at home…” Schneider replied, heading for the clothes check counter.
“Look, just…come with me. If you don’t like this next bit, I’ll INSIST you go home, because I’ll be too embarrassed to be seen with you.”
“Ok, FINE. “ Schneider sighed in resignation.

Richard led him to a back room. As they walked down the corridor leading to it, the walls seemed to be papered in the bodies of men sucking and fucking each other like there was no tomorrow.

Schneider was now getting somewhat scared, but also somewhat exhilarated. He felt like Charlie Bucket, and the sweaty, nearly nude man guiding him was his Willy Wonka. He wondered just what the wallpaper tasted like, and what other treats awaited him beyond the big red door they now stood in front of.

Richard leaned in close to the door and muttered something nearly inaudible, and as if by magic, the door swung open. Inside were what seemed to be cascades of men enjoying one another, their moans like music echoing through the room.

Now, fear began to take over his brain, and he just wanted to run.

“Richard, I’m not…I can’t…”
“Ja, you can…Just lay there, I’m sure someone will do the work for you…”
“No…I’ve never…Never…”
“You’ve never what?” Richard hissed, spinning around with a glaring gaze.
“Oh, come on Richard, I know you’re not stupid.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I thought you’d figure it out.”
“Go…home…” Richard growled under his breath.
“What?”
“I said go the fuck home! I’ll deal with you later.”
“You’re not my fucking father, Richard!”

Richard slammed him against one of the only free spots on the corridor wall.

“I said go the fuck HOME…NOW…Leave the jeep, walk back to town, and call a cab…GO HOME.”

Schneider recoiled like a puppy struck with a rolled up newspaper, and whimpered thusly, storming down the corridor, grabbing his clothes and doing just that.

Only, he didn’t remember town was 10 km away. He trudged it all, sobbing angrily. Finally, he saw the lights of a petrol station, and called a cab from there. He got to their flat, and fell into his bed, sobbing bitterly.

He was fast asleep when Richard got home. He didn’t even hear his door creak open. He was dead to the world, even as Richard slid into bed beside him.

Richard smiled, brain buzzing with wicked thoughts. He noticed Schneider was still fully clothed, and sought to remedy that. He undid the button of his fly, gently slid down the zipper. These motions elicited little more than a dreamy whimper from Schneider. Richard reached into his silky briefs, stroking his cock gently, grinning evilly as it sprung to life almost instantly.

Schneider moaned softly, then began to awaken.

“Richard…mmm….RICHARD!” Schneider pulled his hand out of his underwear, and smacked him across his face. He wasn’t phased in the least, even as his swelling lip began to bleed. He just captured the blood on his tongue, relishing the coppery taste, and staring Schneider down.

“Are you through pitching your fit now?”
“You fucking left me Richard! I had to walk 10 kilometers to town! All because you wanted to be an asshole!”
“Princess, if memory serves, it was YOU who left…And you had to do so because YOU neglected to tell me you were a fucking Jungfrau!”
“You didn’t ask! I didn’t know THAT’S the kind of place you were taking me to. If I had, I’d have told you.”
“Oh, and ruin the surprise? Tsk, tsk, tsk…That would have been no fun. I just wish you had partaken of tonight’s appetizers…”
“And I’d suppose you did…”
“Oh I made a meal out of them, darling.”
“Good, then you’ve obviously had your fill, and will be quite content to leave me be, and go to your own bed.”
“I have a hearty appetite…” he cooed, stroking Schneider once more.
“Stop it, Richard. Your patronization isn’t the least bit arousing.”
“You need to tell your cock that. He says otherwise.” Richard quipped, stroking it faster.

Schneider moaned aloud, biting his lip furiously.

“Richard, please…stop…”
“Have you really never been with a man?”
“I’ve done a few…few things…”
“Ever fucked one?”
“N-n-no…”
“Ever been fucked BY one?”
“Nooo….” Schneider replied, half moaning, now bucking against Richard’s hand.
“Sit tight…” Richard instructed, “Although…that shouldn’t be hard for you…” he joked lewdly, running a finger between the globes of Schneider’s ass.

He rose, and disappeared into his room for a moment, then returned, arms full of items.

“What the fuck, Richard?”
“What the FUCK indeed…”

Richard rolled Schneider onto his stomach, and grabbed his left wrist, tying it securely to the bed with a silk scarf. Schneider saw it, softly chuckling.

“One of yours, Richard?”
“Ja, but I only use it for occasions such as this…smart ass…” he replied, giving Schneider’s ass a mighty pop, grinning as he watched it bounce back.
“Oww, Richard!” Schneider called out, giggling madly.
Richard tied his other wrist.
“Richard just…be gentle…this is my first time, please don’t make me wish it were my last.”
“Oh fear not princess. This won’t be your last time. I promise you.”

Richard kissed his way down Schneider’s body.
Schneider’s back arched up as Richard nipped and kissed at the small of it, kneading his ass cheeks gently.
Richard took a bit of lube and put it on his middle finger, driving it deep inside of Schneider.

Schneider called aloud, reveling in the new, incredible sensation.

“You like that then?”
“It hurts a bit, but then it feels good.”
“Oh, that’s only the beginning…” Richard cooed, sliding in a second finger.
Schneider hissed in response.
“Good?”
“Mehr, Richard! Bitte!”

Richard was quite enamored with Schneider’s innocent pleading, and obliged him with a third finger.

He began to piston his fingers, and Schneider nearly came up from off the bed.

“Ow…ow….Richard….it hurts…gently…”
“If I’m not a bit rough now, it’ll hurt a lot worse later…”

Schneider bit down on the pillow, and bore the pain, crying out as Richard’s thrusts grew more forceful.

“Are you ok?”
“Ja…I’m fine…”
“Want more?”
“Ja, Richard, bitte…”

Richard slid his body against Schneider’s, Schneider now fully aware Richard was undressed, and horny as all hell.

“Want to feel my cock inside of you?”

Richard’s breathy whisper went straight to Schneider’s balls.
“Ja, Richard…Bitte…..”

Richard lubed up his cock, stroking it to full hardness.
He placed the head right at Schneider’s hole.

“This will hurt. I can’t help that. Relax, and let me in.”
Schneider squeezed his eyes firmly closed, bracing himself for the pain.
“Relax Schneider…The more tense you are the more it will hurt…”
Richard kissed his shoulder comfortingly.

He felt the muscle around his cock head relax, and he drove himself deep inside of Schneider.

“OHHH!!!! Richard!!!! FUCK!!!”
“Relax…Relax…”
Richard fucked him with slow, even motions.

Schneider felt steaming tears on his cheeks, as Richard continued. Soon, the sharp, prominent pain began to slowly give way to a pleasure unlike any Schneider had ever known before. Soon he found himself lifting his ass upward into Richard’s thrusts.

“Good boy! You like being fucked, don’t you?”
“Ja Richard!”
“Ja you do…You like how my cock feels inside of you?”
Richard asked, thrusting into him once, violently.
“JA!!!! Oh gottttt Richard….Haerter….”
“Be careful what you wish for, little boy.”
“Fuck you Richard! I can take it!”
“As you wish princess…”

Richard gripped Schneider’s shoulders tightly, fucking him for all he was worth.

“JA!!!! Richard!!!!! Is that the best you can do?”
“Oh, this is your first time and you’re telling ME how to fuck?”

Richard fucked him with even greater ferocity.

Schneider screamed aloud, tears flooding down his cheeks, soaking the pillow beneath him, as he felt Richard’s sweat dripping on his back.

Before long, Schneider sprayed the sheets beneath him over and over, and Richard followed suit, cumming deep inside of him.

Richard collapsed atop him, completely spent.

“Fuck , Schneider…Did I hurt you?”
“Like a bitch…But I liked it.”
“Freak…”

Richard noticed Schneider was bleeding.

“It was your first time…”
“Ja, why would I lie about it?”
“Even most seasoned pros couldn’t take it like you did.”

Richard slid down and kissed each globe of Schneider’s ass, then probed him gently with his tongue, licking him clean. Schneider hissed and mewled as he did it.

Before long, Schneider fell silent. Richard looked up and saw he was fast asleep. He untied him, and left him to it, closing his door softly behind him.

The next morning, Schneider felt like he was reborn. Now he knew how women felt their first time. He slipped commando into a pair of sweat pants, and wandered downstairs. He longed to kiss Richard good morning.

He crept into Richard’s room downstairs, longing to slink into bed beside him, hold him close. It was then he saw two forms in his bed. The smaller one arose. It was the twink who’d come on to him.

“Good morning? How’d you sleep after Richard fucked you senseless?”
Richard rose slightly.
“You brought him here? You TOLD him?”
“He SAW. He was watching through the doorway. He’d never seen a guy lose his virginity before. I thought I’d give him a show.”
“I can’t…fucking believe you…” Schneider just stood and shook.
“Oh, come off it you goddamned baby. If it was any consolation, I was duly impressed, and aroused. I took it out on poor Richard here. His ass’ll hurt for weeks.”
“No, it isn’t a consolation. “ Schneider stormed out of the room, sobbing, and slamming the door behind him.
“He’s such a child, Richard, why do you put up with it?”
“He’s a….” Richard grew solemn as he spoke the last word, “friend…”

Schneider curled up in his bed, sobbing madly. He felt so betrayed, so violated. The moment he expected to be so precious and sacred was now horribly profaned for a stranger’s enjoyment.

He heard a soft tapping on his door an hour later.

“GO AWAY…I don’t want anything to do with you right now!”
“Schneider, please.”
“Richard, go the fuck away…NOW!”

Richard let himself in. Schneider stood, hands firmly planted on Richard’s shoulders, pushing him out.

“GET THE FUCK OUT RICHARD! You may think sex is one big fucking game, but I don’t! You make me sick!”
“I make ME sick…I hate being this way.”
“Oh, come off it Richard.”
“I do…I hate what I did to you…I am sorry.”
“Oh, NOW you’re sorry. I can never get that moment in time back, and YOU’RE sorry?”
“Look, I wasn’t thinking…”
“You NEVER think…That’s your problem. You only feel, but you’re numb from the waist up.”
“Oh, that’s unfair!”
“Unfair? UNFAIR? I’ll tell you what’s UNFAIR, Richard…It’s unfair that I gave the most sacred part of myself to you…and it was nothing but a kinky sex game for you. That THIS will be what I always remember when I think back to losing my virginity.”
“You know how I lost my man-virginity? Hmmm?”
“In some filthy alley somewhere?”

Richard slunk up close to Schneider, pushing him down onto the bed, straddling him, pinning him down.

”I was 17 years old. I was a visionary. I had this concept of a free, new Germany. That waving a sign around and shouting really loud would send the Wall crumbling down. He was 40-fucking-whatever, and a Stazi, and he had a vision too. A vision of my tender backside being horribly pummeled by him. So, he grabbed me, threw me in a cell, just the two of us. After beating me hourly, and starving me for three days, he decided I’d be pretty pliable by then. And oh God, was I. Anything to sleep in my own bed again, take a hot shower, eat some hot food. He made me suck him, and then, he fucked me. And I guess lube isn’t standard issue Stazi gear, because he sure as fuck didn’t have any. So, next time you want to cry about how you lost your cherry, thank your lucky fucking stars, at least you gave it willingly.”

Richard stood and turned to go.
Schneider put a hand on his shoulder, spinning him around, and kissing him deeply.

“Schneider, I don’t need your fucking pity, ok.”
“You’re not getting it. You are going to get the one thing you need…the one thing no one’s ever given you…The one thing you want more than anything, but are too scared to ask for, afraid you’ll never get it.”
“I have everything I could ever want or need, but thanks for the offer.”
“Do you?”

Schneider kissed him lovingly, holding him close.

“What are you doing?”
“Loving you.”
“Well, stop it…Don’t waste your time.”
“I’m not going to stop…EVER. Push me away, tear me apart, break me down, do whatever you must. But I will still love you.”
“Then you are a bigger idiot than I thought.”
“Am I?”

Richard looked into Schneider’s eyes, his own growing red with tears.

“I don’t believe in love.”
“Why would you? Why believe in that which you’ve never seen? But it’s here, right…here…” Schneider whispered, placing Richard’s hand on his chest, his heart racing.
“Why…why me? Why bother?”
“You were my first, Richard. You always love your first…and you are about to lose your virginity tonight.”
“You’re a bit late on that one.”
“Oh really?”
“You know I’ve fucked around, A LOT. I haven’t been a virgin since I was born, I’m afraid.”
“But…you’ve never made love.”

Those words made Richard’s heart skip a beat or two. He looked into Schneider’s eyes, warm and full of love.

“No…that…I’ve never done…”

With a passionate kiss, Schneider led him to the bed. They both fell into it, kissing and caressing, taking their time and enjoying one another fully. As Richard kissed his neck, Schneider whispered in his ear

“Ich liebe dich…meine kleine Jungfrau…”

DIE ENDE
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