Cruel World

Chapter 1

             John got a text from Paul. Again. Reminding him to go to his "awesome" party, which was of course tomorrow. He wasn't sure whether he was going or not, because all of Paul's parties were boring until he found someone to go home with. But he always gave his best mate the benefit of the doubt. And he didn't actually have a good excuse this time. So he gave Paul a text that said,

J: there better be hot ass people there

P: oh trust me there will be

P:  SO...is that a yes?

J: hell yeah

P: yes! I met someone who would be perfect for you...

J: oh really, what's she like?

P: it's a HE

J: all the same.

P: see you tomorrow ;)

J: fuck you

And now, he was intrigued. And a bit excited. Cause whenever Paul said 'someone perfect' for John Lennon, then that meant someone's getting laid! Most likely himself. Hopefully. Wow he was horny. And it was late! Shit. Maybe just a quick wank... no he could wait. Or... Nevermind. PATIENCE.

~6 minutes later~

After he came. He went to bed... (just laying down) He only masturbated in case he didn't get any tomorrow, okay?! Don't judge a man when he's horny. He sent Paul a couple texts, before he actually slept. He'd just look at the responses when he woke up.

J: they'd better be ready to shag after the party!

J: they into bondage?

J: what does he look like?!?

J: cmon Macca dontleavemeHANGING!!!

J: go fuck yourself!

~Meow Meow~

John woke up late. With drool all over his cheek, feeling pretty gross, and groggy, taken he hadn't had a shower for what? Two days..? Yeah...   What? He was busy. Charming I know...  He checked his phone first of all.

P: Gladly! I'd have me anytime.

P: he's a bit shy at first be nice! He'll probably warm up to you quickly, if you're not an asshole.

P: he's cute, and I can leave any one hanging if I please!

P: be here early...! Please! To help (Help! ;)...) me! Thanks. Kisses.

So he decided after he ate, he'd probably 'ave to take a shower, if he was (hopefully) going to shag some bloke tonight.

So he got some cereal and and milk and whisky... and he quickly ate and drank it all. He turned the shower on and got undressed. He was thinking about maybe sorta kinda jerking off in the shower, but he remembered, he should save himself cause there's a lucky bloke out there who might have the chance of a lifetime to ride John Lennon's  dick. That turned him on just a bit. But he was sometimes patient. So he just shrugged it off, which was kinda hard to do.

After the shower he got into something nice, since he was forced to help Paul... he sighed, not wanting (so wanting) to do hard labor so early in the morning. Hard labor as in getting high. Haha. He got all things necessary, his phone, charger, glasses, rope and camera. ; )

When he got there Paul was staring blankly at his tv. "I thought you said you would start, so I didn't have to help out too much! And clearly you haven't done anything!" John yelled.

"Oh hey John. And hey I did do something. I got all the drinks, and snacks!" Paul retorted.

"Well, what am I here for again?" John snorted, he had better things to do like, uh... it'll come...

"Mostly to chat with me."

"Ugh! What about? Little Paulie having little boy troubles? What did little Mary Jane break ye heart?" John mocked him.

"No I'm just worried our relationship is going... well. Nowhere."

" hmmmm sounds bad Macca. When's the last time you fucked?"

"Have you no shame, Lennon."

"None, none at all. So answer the question!"

"Uhhh, bout 2 months ago..."

"Wow have you no shame..." john shook his head," you've got to do it often, weekly, heck daily. And you've got to change it up a bit sometimes."

"Like bondage...?" Paul said a bit iffy on the subject, what if you choke or something, and die...

"Not necessarily. You could just change the scene... like do it in a car, or at the park, or-"

"Apparently John Lennon likes banging in public places folks." Paul announced to well, John. Then applauded himself.

"Haha. Enough about you." Haha wow rude much John? " More about this strange newcomer..."

"Oh haha him. Yeah. He's a sweetie. Boyfriend material ya know?"

" Hmm. I wasn't thinking the intimate, boyfriend thingy but hey! You never know..."John thought for a bit...

" Yeah, we became friends after about a day. He's into all that spiritual stuff you know, other lives and whatnot."

"Gosh. Who isn't these days?"

"Uhm a lot of people. Anyways, just be kind, and gentlemen-like.."

"Have you ever met John Lennon? The most gentleman-ish being on the planet probably!"

Paul rolled his eyes. "John you're a scumbag."

"That is also true."

Paul laughed. After their little chat Macca put John to work, moving this table here and that chair there. John didn't even mind much. He was just really, kinda, sorta(very) excited to meet this George guy...