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Everybody has a past	By : urbanephoenix Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Marilyn Manson Views: 2109 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is purely a work of fiction! I do not know any members of Marilyn Manson, and I do not profit from these writings.

Chapter List
- 1-Meeting.
- 2-Playtime.
- 3-Special.
- 4-Victim.
- 5-Return
- 6-Choice.
- 7-Obey
- 8-Suffer
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Summary: Jeordie still has another night of holding up his end of the bargain.

A/N: Feedback much appreciated (more likely to update if I get constructive criticism. Don't hesitate to give me suggestions for things I can improve on).

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1988. Student apartment, Las Vegas University.

Jeordie woke up and was instantly struck with fear. He wasn’t in his bed. He quickly remembered what had transpired the previous night. Where were his clothes? What was he-
“Hey,” interrupted a voice from the other side of the room. Jeoride sat up and rubbed his still sleepy eyes.
Kenny chuckled. “Big night?”
Jeoride smiled. “Na, you stiffed me. You said if I was good I might get something in return.”
“Yeah, if. Remember, that was payment. You’re just lucky I let you off so easy. Tonight will be different.” Kenny grabbed a shoulder bag and headed for the door.
“Where are you going?” Jeordie asked.
“Band practice. Why, did you want to snuggle?”
“Fuck off.” Jeordie smirked.
“I want something special tonight or you’re out on your own!” Kenny called out as he slammed the door behind him.

“Something special”? Jeoride thought. Twelve hours ago, the idea of any kind of sexual activity with another guy had freaked him out, ten hours ago he’d never touched another man’s dick, now he was expected to come up with something to please another man, and his security for the night depended on it. It had crossed his mind that he probably would be ok for one night alone, but in an unfamiliar city, Jeordie didn’t want to risk it. He quickly dressed, and headed down stairs.

Finding an adult store in Las Vegas was as easy as Jeordie had expected. Also as he had expected, the store owner didn’t ask him for ID as he handed over his last ten dollars for a copy of ‘Men Xtreme: Loud, Hard and Heavy’. “It’s for a friend” he muttered as he left.

The VHS player in Kenny’s room looked older than Jeordie himself but thankfully, after a few seconds of gurgling, it played the tape. Jeordie watched the screen in disbelief as two muscular, and obviously very heterosexual, men wrestled around together on a bed, grunting loudly. Was that what he was expected to do? He wasn’t sure what Kenny was expecting, did he want submissive or dominant? Jeordie sighed and collapsed back onto the bed. This would be over tomorrow. He shouldn’t care so much what a stranger thought of him, least of all in the sack. A new story had started playing on the tape. One of the muscular men ambushed the other as he came home, pinning him to the wall and attacked his neck with his mouth. The other man was pretending not to like it, but it was written all of his face, acting or not. Jeordie switched the VHS player off, there was no way he could pin anyone, let alone someone tall as Kenny to a wall.

Hours had passed, and it was getting dark outside. All Jeordie had done since finishing his tape was stare at the ceiling and channel surf. God TV was bad in Las Vegas. He’d come across some British tele-movie starring Twiggy, a model he remembered seeing in old magazines his mother had. He had to admit, she was looking amazing for her age. At that moment, he heard the sound of somebody struggling with unlocking the door. Jeordie panicked. He didn’t know what to do, so he went with the only idea he’d had all day.

Kenny finally got the door open, swearing he threw his keys and bag on the floor. Fumbling for the light switch, he was thrown against the wall by someone, much smaller than he. He knew who it was. Jeordie pushed his hands against the taller man’s shoulders, hoping he was strong enough to hold him a little longer. As quickly as he could, keeping one hand in place, Jeordie undid the buttons on Kenny’s shirt, only to hear him quietly laughing.
“Jeordie…”
“Shut up, I’m trying to do something.” He muttered in reply, frustrated with his inability to perform such a simple task.
“I don’t want you to do anything.”
“What?”
“Not on your terms. You play by my rules you little slut.”
Jeordie looked up in disbelief. “I-…”
“Now, take off your pants.” Kenny said calmly.
“Um, Kenny?”
“Now!” Kenny swung at the teenager’s head, knocking him off his feet and onto the bed.
“Fuck! That fucking hurt! Have you been drinking?”
“I only have a drink once in a while, I like to make it count.” Kenny started walking towards the bed, causing Jeordie to crawl back as fast as he could, clutching his nose to stop the blood that was gushing down his face.
“No, stay away from me. The deal is off.” He stuttered. “I’ll leave!”
Kenny laughed, his grin visible only from a small stream of light from a lamp outside. “But I don’t want you to leave. I have you right where I want you.”
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