This story is fiction and not intended to imply anything about the actual sexuality of Steve Burton. This is purely my fantasy desires of this stud on daytime television
Me and Steve Burton By Noah (noahkeller@hotmail.com)
It was back in June, I was a junior at the University of Chicago and was enjoying my college experience. I had made some good friends and almost all of them knew I was gay and most of them were gay also. But a lot of them weren't, but were still cool to hang with. My friend, Sharon, and I had went to a club in downtown Chicago called Baha Beach Club. Being a straight girl, it was Sharon's favorite place. She came with me to all of the gay bars (Roscoes, Sidetrack, Spin, Circuit, etc...) and I went with her to the straight bars. I had fun at Baha Beach Club, it was a fun night. Being at a straight bar, there was only one problem for me. If I saw a really good looking guy, I didn't want to do anything. And if I did I would have my face bashed in. Being gay, I am a little vain so the thought of it was out of the question.
On this particular night, Sharon and I were dancing it up at the club and drinking like fish. We took the train to the city and didn't have to worry about driving back home so we could drink as much as we wanted to. After dancing some, we took a break and played some pool. I wasn't that bad at pool, but I wasn't the greatest player either. When we walked in there was a guy and a girl playing pool, it had looked like they were going to finish soon as there weren't many balls left on the table. As we got closer, the guy looked very familiar. I am an avid watcher of Soaps and inparticular a certain soap opera, General Hospital. I could of sworn that the guy was Steven Burton, who plays Jason Morgan-Quartermaine. But I realized that it couldn't have been him, he would have been mobbed by everyone as soon as he entered the place, must have just been a look a like.
Then while Sharon and I were waiting for the table, the two players finished. "You guys wanna double up?" the guy at the table said.
"Sure," I said. I didn't know if he thought Sharon was my date or not and if he found her cute. I proceeded to introduce myself. "This is Sharon and I am Noah."
"Hey dude," he said. "I am Steve and this is Bethany."
"Good to meet you Steve. So, me and Sharon against you and Bethany?"
"No, how about we play guys against girls?" he responded.
"Sounds good to me." I said. Sharon responded with a nod.
During the game I could see that Steve's friend was eyeing Sharon. She was looking her up and down like a guy looks at a girl. Now, since Sharon has known me she has been thinking about homosexuality, but whenever the chance arose she always chickened out.
We finished the game and Bethany and Sharon went to the washroom. Steve offered to buy me a drink, since we were the losing team and soon would have to buy the girls drinks all night, I accepted. Steve and I walked to the bar and both ordered Coronas with lime. We drank our beers like we had been thirsty for the past week. He had told me that he was from out of town and just visiting Chicago with his life long friend, Bethany. I had told him about college and growing up in Chicago. Steve asked me if Sharon was my girlfriend and I responded that we were just friends. He seemed pleased with that answer.
Steve was very sexy. He was wearing a tight black t-shirt and a pair of faded blue jeans with black boots. I was in my normal wear with my Abercrombie cargo jeans, Gap t-shirt, and shit kicking black boots that I had just bought that day. Being a young man in the city, I liked wearing the fashionable clothes every other good looking young man was wearing. The night seemed to pass as quickly as it started. Sharon and Bethany were happy to receive drinks from me and Steve. Steve and I were engrossed in conversation almost the whole night. When we weren't talking, the four of us were busting up the dance floor.
I had told Steve that I watched General Hospital and that he bared a likeness to Steve Burton, the actor who plays Jason Morgan on the show. He asked me if I could keep a secret. I, of course, agreed. He leaned over and whispered in my ear that he was in fact that guy. The look on my face turned from enjoyment into pure shock. I had lusted after this man for the last 3 years and now he was right in front of my face.
But I didn't let it shock me all night. I had to seem like it didn't bother me. It was almost 2 in the morning and Baha was closing. I was upset that I would have to say goodbye to Steve. But would I?
The four of us walked out of the bar and I hugged Sharon goodbye. We had drove separately in case one of us would meet up with someone. She left and I walked over to Steve and Bethany to say goodbye.
"Well, it was great meeting you Noah" Steve said.
"Yeah same here, both of you." I responded.
"Hey, if you are not doing anything maybe you would like to come to our hotel and shoot the shit for a while?"
Would I mind? That was like asking me if I wanted to have sex with Steve at that very moment! Of course I wanted to go. Could he have known that I was gay? Was he interested in me? I guess I was about in find out.
Within a matter of minutes we arrived at their hotel. Steve and Bethany had separate rooms and Bethany had said that she was hitting the hay. She went to her room and kissed me goodnight on the cheek and repeated her movements with Steve. I walked into his suite at the hotel and was amazed at the sight. The room was huge with a full bar and a huge king size bed. "Nice room," I said.
"It's more like a prison," he remarked. "But it is nice to have these kinds of pluses in life."
"Must be nice to be a celebrity," I told him. "I always wanted to be an actor, but I don't have to patience to keep up with the agents and stuff. I go on a couple auditions every so often to see if I can get my big break."
While I was talking Steve had taken off his shirt and what a chest he had. On the television you could tell that this guy worked out, but in person it was a god send. He had a 10 pac stomach and his chest was huge. And if nothing turned me on, this was it. I could feel my groin start to strain in my Abercrombie boxer briefs.
"I hope you don't mind," he said. "I hate wearing a shirt."
"Oh, no problem dude." I said, trying to not look at him. "Hey, do you have anything to drink in this place or is it all for show?"
Steve smiled and walked over to the bar, "Sure, what's your pleasure?"
"Well, since I've been drinking beer all night, an Absolut screwdriver would be nice." I told him.
"Yeah, it would." He said under his breath. I asked him what he said as if I didn't hear him, but he remarked that he said 'no problem'. I was getting some subtle hints and I wasn't sure how to act on them. But I figured I would go with the flow, after all Steve Burton was standing a few feet away from me totally shirtless.
I was sitting in the living room area of the suite and had turned on the television. He brought me my drink and had something of his own. He sat right next to me on the couch so I would have to look at him. There had to be more to this invitation than just to shoot the shit.
"So, what do you think of my body?" he asked.
I tried to not look too shocked. I couldn't believe he had asked me that question. "It's cool man. Wish I had the time to work out."
He smiled at me, "Well, with two personal trainers I have no choice. They keep me on my toes training for an hour every other day."
"Wow, that's an awful lot of work. I could never handle that much, but I do need some work."
"Let me see what you got dude," he asked me.
"Okay man, but your not gonna like what you see." With that I took off my shirt over my head and soon I was oblivious to what was going on as Steve's hand was helping my shirt off.
My chest was tanned from going to the tanning beds at least twice a week. I have always had a really white complexion and going to the tanning beds gave my pigment a lot of color that I liked a lot.
I was blessed to have a very smooth chest and when I got a few hairs by my navel or nipples, I just plucked them or shaved them off. I really liked the smooth boy look. Luckily, I had done it before me and Sharon went out that night.
Steve's face was just inches from mine and I could see his eyes checking out my toned and tanned chest. Soon his index finger was rubbing up and down the center of my chest. I was getting turned on and from what I could tell, he was too.
No words were shared. We knew what each of us wanted and we didn't need to say a word. It would have probably ruined the moment anyway.
Steve grabbed my hand and escorted me over to the king size bed. He moved me onto the bed and started kissing my nipples. I was in ecstasy. His lips felt like butter against my flesh and seeing Steve Burton, the man of my soap opera dreams laying on top of me was a huge turn on. Steve continued down my chest until he got to my navel. The buckle from my belt soon was undone and my jeans were slowly coming off. Soon my Tommy boxerbriefs were the only thing I was wearing, this wasn't fair.
I swiveled my body over so that I was now on top of Steve. I immediately proceeded to meet me lips to his. I had wanted to taste the sweet touch of Steve's mouth. And I did it. It was wonderful. It was more than wonderful. I then proceeded to massage his chest. Steve had the best chest I had ever seen. It was proportioned with his body perfectly.
I moved my lips and tounge down to his neck and then over to his nipples. After wandering around his nipples for a while, I moved down to his abs. His abs were rock hard, at least a 10 pack and I was in extascy. Soon, I was unbuckling his belt and slowly taking off his pants. The buldge behind his briefs was humungous. I brought my mouth over it and started working on his cock through the briefs. And it was working quite well. I couldn't imagine it, but it started to grow even more. Steve was in ecstasy, he was moaning and groaning in pure pleasure. (At least I thought it was pleasure)
I soon removed his briefs and to surprise me was the biggest cock I had ever seen. He must have been at least 9 inches long and thick as a horse. I knew this was gonna hurt, because I WAS gonna be his bottom. I started licking the top of his cock head very slowly and then started taking his cock into my mouth. I could fit about 6 inches in my mouth. Steve started pushing my head down farther to accommodate his large member. It was hard to do, but I seemed to do it. It seemed as though I couldn't breathe but it was all good to me.
It went on like this for quite a while and soon Steve looked as though he was good to cum, and I couldn't let happen. At least not yet, he still had to fuck me. I removed my lips from his cock and soon trailed up his chest to his face. He kissed me long and hard. "Do you want to feel my big hard cock up your tight little ass?" he asked.
"Oh yes," I replyed.
He moved his body down with his mouth at the entry point of my ass. He started licking my cheeks and rubbing my hole with his masculine fingers. It felt incredible. All I wanted was him. All I needed was him. All I craved was him. Soon one finger entered my quivering hole, then two, and then none. Within seconds, his fingers were replaced with his big tool. It felt wonderful as his big mushroom head entered my body. His big cock slipped further and further into me until I felt his big smooth balls hitting against my ass cheeks. He pushed in and out, over and over. I was craving to cum on my chest, craving to orgasm.
Within 10 minutes, we were spent and had gone through two different positions. He was ready as I felt his balls get closer and closer to his mighty cock. I knew I had to cum with him. Within seconds, I felt his juices empty into by waiting hole. And the sounds that exuded from his mouth, only got me hotter. Soon with his cock still in me, I came over and over again shooting on my chest, arms and face.
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