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Feeling that Way	By : KayleighSiobhan Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Journey Views: 5125 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not know any of the members of Journey. This story is completely a work of fiction. There is no truth to it. I make NO money from this story.

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Sheriff Rossi walked into the kitchen where the other men were sitting at the table. Herbie had laid several letters written by Steve’s “fan” out, along with the broken necklace. They basically kept both out of sight of Steve’s mother. She knew the letters were sexual in nature the but there was no reason to let her see how graphic they were. She also did not need reminding that the necklace she had bought for her son when he was a child, which he cherished all his life, had been violently torn off his neck and thrown away like trash.
Rossi picked up one of the first letters Steve had received. It was a bit inappropriate but not particulary threatening. Basically just innocently admiring Steve and asking him to go on a date. Only the last line hinted at something darker. It said “ I know that when we go to bed Steve and you let me make love to you for the first time, I can make you feel really good. “
Several months later the notes had changed in tone drastically, very explicit and threatening.“ I will get a hold of you Steve. And when I do I will chain you to the bed and strip you. I will touch and feel you everywhere you want to keep sacred and private for your lover. You won’t be so innocent anymore.I want to hear you cry and plead for me to stop. I am going to blow you till you come all over the sheets. Then I will fuck you till you bleed and beg for mercy.”
Rossi put the later letter down, feeling nauseated. He didn’t know Steve personally, but he used to see him around the music scene in the bay area. Steve always seemed like a gentle and gracious man. Certainly he did not deserve to be at the mercy of the animal that wrote these letters. He had to try to find out something that would help locate this monster and bring Steve home to the people who loved him. Maybe with the care and compassion from his family and friends he could recover from this.
Rossi began questioning the men." Now I need you guys to think hard. You say this guy never tried to meet Steve in person. Are you sure of that. No one approached him on the street, after a concert, maybe someone who came back several times to get autographs signed.” No one in particular,” Herbie said, “ Some of the girls have been a bit over the top, trying to grab him, touch him, sometimes very “intimately” We have had a few things disappear from dressing rooms. Pretty basic for a rock band. Nothing out of the ordinary.
The sheriff continued "What about male fans?" “ Steve has plenty of them” Ross said sarcastically. The sheriff basically ignored him, as did the others. “ There was one guy”, Neal said, “he was at several concerts, always up front, and he stared at Steve the entire time. It was like he was mesmerized. “ A tall blond guy looked like a college kid, but he certainly didn’t come across as dangerous. Just a little fixated... I mean how can we ever sort this out. It could be anyone. “ Neal felt an overwhelming sadness that twisted his very soul in a knot. Oh god, Steve, poor baby, we should have watched over you more. We should have kept you close at all times. Then the anger came back and he thought, if I get my hands on this guy who hurt Steve so badly, I will disembowel him. He couldn’t stand the thought of Steve being terrified and degraded. He was vaguely aware of the sherrif asking more questions none of which brought any more useful information about Steve’s abductor or where the young man might be being held.
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The man pulled out of his frightened victim, leaving another flood of fluids and blood on the sheets. Steve whimpered softly, hardly having the strength or breath to cry any more. He hurt all over, where he had been brutally sodomized, between his legs where the man’s “caresses” had turned rough , the burning soreness where the tube had been jammed up inside him. He was exhausted from the abuse, pain, and fear. But the rapist seem to have boundless energy and incredible sexual powress. He did seem to be tiring at all. Beside the physical agony, Steve was terrified that the repeated rapes would cause some kind of hemorrhage. He felt the rapist get off the bed and his eyes drifted close. Steve’s mind and body were so worn out that actually fell asleep.
When he opened his eyes again it was to a bright light. He looked around and realized it was dark outside and the light was from a bedside lamp. He had no idea what time of night it was. How long had he been captive. Was anyone looking for him ? Did they think he was dead and just give up on him.
Steve suddenly became aware of a new discomfort. He wasn’t sure how long it had been but the last time he used the bathroom was before he had been grabbed. He whimpered and the rapist was by his bed again. “ Let me up,” Steve pleaded. The man smiled and asked “Why ?”. Steve shifted in his position, he was obviously uncomfortable and distraught. The man snickered and said “ Yeah, I know I felt your belly when you asleep. You were so out of it, you didn’t even know what was happening. Pretty full in there. Guess that will teach you not to drink so much wine.” He gave Steve a sharp poke in the lower abdomen and he yelped. The man leaned over and pressed down hard on Steve’s in the same spot, and chuckled,” You better not wet the bed you piece of Portuguese trash.” He was obviously enjoying Steve’s total helplessness.“Why are you doing this to me ?”
Steve choked. “Because I can, “ his abductor laughed. “Told you I own you, this should prove it. I will be back in a minute and if you piss the bed, I will stick a screwdriver up inside your dick. Something inside Steve broke at that point. He felt like his soul was in a million pieces and he could never put it back together again. No one was going to find him, to rescue him. Maybe he deserved this, this trip into hell. Maybe he had really brought on himself by his singing, his dress, something he projected on stage. The man returned to the room carrying a jar. “ It may be a little tough doing this laying down so if you need any help, I am sure I can figure out a way. He fondled Steve’s cock tickling the sensitive head, and Steve was afraid he would piss on the guys hand. Steve felt more humiliated then he did when he was being raped, as his captor guided his cock to the jar opening. “ Just relax now “ the man with a mocking tone in his voice. Steve closed his eyes and tears rolled down his face as this most private act was exposed. He was able to release his aching bladder despite the awkward position. The area where he had been abused by the tube was sore as hell and the pain was excruciating. Steve realized he had to be torn up inside. When he was done the makshift urinal was removed and the man said “ You know just looking at you naked, spread eagle and helpless, makes me so hard. I want to stick my dick in you again already. “No, not again,” Steve pleaded “ I hurt in there so much, don’t go inside me again. “ Well there are other ways to get me off, other places I can put my dick. I do hate to fill that pretty little mouth though, I love hearing you scream. Steve sickened by the image. Suddenly Steve remembered giving Greg head on the beach. It seemed like a life time ago, not just a day or two. His happiness had been torn away from him. Greg would never take him back, someone so used, so ripped apart, so … dirty. The man crawled on to the bed and said “ Just open your mouth baby, just do it for me. I did it for all those times now you should be willing to give back. “No”, Steve begged, "I can’t do that please don’t ask me for that. I don’t want to.” Damn it you little prick… you better learn to do what I tell you. He grabbed up the tube that was still laying on the table. He didn’t even put fresh lube on it, before he jammed it inside Steve’s body again. This time he pushed in further and Steve screamed “ Just kill me please, stop torturing me.”
“You are no fun dead Steve, Damn it you just have to love me back. That is all. If you would just love me and give yourself willing to me all the pain would stop. Now I want a blow job are you going to give it too me or are we going to find out how deep I can shove this in you. Steve was panting, he felt like he was on fire inside. “ Take it out, I will do what you want. Good baby” “Lie still, I don’t want to hurt you anymore then I have too. He quickly yanked the tube out. ” He pulled the pillow out from behind Steve’s head. He then said “ Just watch the teeth. He pushed his dick into Steve’s mouth, almost cutting off the singers breath. Humiliated beyond anything he could bear, Steve just tried to follow the man’s instructions and not throw up. He began to wish that he would just choke to death, and the horror would be over. He knew there was no life beyond this night mare. His career was over, no one would care if he could sing or not, all they would do was gossip about his abduction and rape. Greg would never want him again Steve was damaged goods. Greg could not love the broken sobbing mess his abductor had reduced Steve to. As if reading his mind the man said “ Yeah baby keep it going. You should enjoy this.. Greg won’t want you back after he finds out I fucked you and blew you. I can just show him the cum stains you left on my sheets. He will know you enjoyed it. And the words of love you told him in the restaurant were a lie… a big lie. " The restaurant, he was there, Steve tried to digest that little piece of information. How long had this nut been following the two lovers. Before he could try and formulate an answer the guy violently ejaculated in Steve’s mouth. The singer choked and gagged, unable to breath. The man pulled out right away but the damage was done. Steve started heaving, gasping for air. “Damn it “ The rapist grabbed the key and undid the right hand cuff. This gave him enough slack to pull Steve onto his side. The singer vomited into a trash can beside the bed. “ Christ you make a mess… Can’t you even give head properly…” The man sighed “ “Well you will learn.” He carried the trash can out to the bathroom.A few minutes later he came back in and untied Steve’s restraints. He unhooked the other handcuff and pulled the singer up to his feet. A wave of pain rush through Steve’s body as he tried to walk. “ What now !” Steve voice was rough and he had trouble speaking. He wondered if his voice suffered some permanent damage, from the screaming and crying he had been doing. It really didn’t matter, Steve could never imagine facing an audience again. They would all know that disgusting things had been done to him. That he had let this man use and abuse his body. “ The man was pushing him towards the bathroom. Let’s get you cleaned up. Steve was too weak to move the man put him the shower and turned it on. “Get washed up, it is time to go say goodbye to Greg, then we will see your Mom. After that we can be together for ever. The pain below Steve’s waist was almost unbearable. He couldn’t move, he shaking, clammy and cold. “ I can’t “, he said. “ I can’t stand up”. “Alright… I will do it. Steve was surprised at how tender and gently his attacker bathed him. He was suddenly like a different person.Soaping him up, even washing his hair. He washed away the blood and semen that seemed to be everywhere on Steve. He dried Steve and brushed his hair,then dressed him in clean clothes. Finally he said “ Come on let’s go to the car.”
Steve leaned against his abductor, musing at the irony. He needed his rapist for strength that had to be a first. As if he once again could tell Steve’s thoughts, he said “ I know you are really weak. If you were faking this you would have tried to run by now. Then I would have to kill you. “Run,” Steve thought,” I can’t stand let alone run. He was so dizzy and shaky, he clung to the mans arm. Suddenly the floor seemed to rock under Steve and he blacked out. He gratefully slipped into a blessed darkness where there was no pain.
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