T.I. sensually crawled on top of his man and began kissing him, lightly at first. Nelly gently caressed his shoulders and back as he did his work. He knew the night wasn’t over by a long-shot and it was quickly going on record as being one his favorite and most treasured ones. Nelly invited T.I.’s tongue into his welcoming mouth and they sinfully danced upon each other, which instantly got him hot and bothered. T.I. was the best kisser he ever experienced. He knew all these motions and maneuvers with his tongue and lips that kept him guessing and he liked that. Plus it didn’t hurt that he was one of Nelly’s most favorite tastes in the world. He never thought he’d like being dominated but when T.I. did it to him, it was just too damn sexy to refuse. The younger rapper had skills, he had to admit…

Lil Bow Wow, aka Shad Moss had just finished his homework and sat in front of his TV, playing on his Playstation 2. He was playing one of his new games when a knock at the bedroom door interrupted him. “Yeah,” he called out, eyes still focused on the game and fingers stick attached to the controller. “Can I come in,” replied his mum’s voice. “Yeah,” Shad replied. The door opens and Shad’s mother walked into the room, glances around, and focuses her attention on her teenage son. “I hope you’ve finished your homework.” “Yes, mum,” Shad replied. “I finished it like half an hour ago,” even though it had only been a few minutes ago. “Okay,” his mum replied. “Good.” Shad’s full attention returned back to his game when he notices his mother hasn’t left, but is still standing a few feet away. He paused the game and turned to face her. “Was there anything else?” “Yeah,” his mother replied, “actually there is. I’ve arranged for you to go to a concert tomorrow night.” “A concert? To see who?” “Billy Gilman. You might also get a chance to meet him after the show.”…

Nelly moved back in for the lips that he missed. T.I. rested both arms on his shoulders as Nelly’s were wrapped around his waist. Together, they created a puddle of water on the floor but neither cared as they were lost in each other. The elevator door opened and Nelly led T.I. out of it, not breaking the kiss. They carefully walked to the door with their tongues still dancing on each other’s. T.I. felt Nelly go into his back pocket and retrieve the keycard. While still caught up in their make-out session, Nelly swiped it and kicked the door open. He wrapped his arms around T.I., dropped the keycard on the floor, and kicked the door shut. T.I. pressed him against the door and rested his hands on his lover’s hips. Nelly went down to his neck…

“What is going on and why wasn’t I included?” was all Zac heard as he was cumming in the awaiting twins mouths. He recognized the voice instantly. It was Corbin Bleu who starred with Zac on High School Musical. Zac’s face turned beet red as he reach for his briefs and jeans. The twins quickly ran and locked themselves in the bathroom. Zac then looked up and said, “Sup Corbin, what are you doing here?” Corbin was there because he had just had lunch with Brenda Song and when he found out Zac was on the set, he went looking for him…

He began the third song, a bit exhausted, but loving every minute of it. He put everything he had into this album so it was only fair that he do the same for the show. About half way into the song, Nelly glanced over to the entrance of the club and saw more people coming in, some of them soaking wet. His heart stopped just about completely and he almost lost his concentration when he saw T.I. walking in among them, apparently by himself. He was wet but not as much as the others and he had a pair of blue baggy jeans and a polo shirt, his signature style, on. Nelly kept staring intently at him out of the corner of his eye and suddenly wanted the song to be over. Why was he here? What did it mean?…

Once he was back in L.A., he checked into the hotel and just fell on top of his bed. He was more tired than he thought he’d be. His hopes of heading to the recording studio tonight just went up in smoke. After making plans to start recording again tomorrow, he ordered dinner and called Murphy, who said he’d be in L.A. the following day. Deciding that he wasn’t in the mood to hit a club tonight, he just stayed in his room and relaxed himself. A little before eleven, he came up with some lyrics for a couple more songs. After that, he jumped in the shower and got ready for bed…

Nelly opened his eyes to find himself on a deserted street, the rain pouring down and crashing onto his umbrella unmercifully. He wondered where he was and what he was doing here. He walked, the rain creating large puddles in the street, down the dark street looking for someone, anyone that could tell him what was going on. While walking he felt a slight brush against his shoulder but when he looked around him, he saw nothing. He was confused because he knew he felt something against him but there was no one…

The warm air and sunshine streamed into the house and Nelly began to feel it on his face. He looked over at the clock and saw that it was a couple of minutes after nine. He rested in bed for a while longer, staring at the ceiling, before getting up to brush his teeth and shower. He felt relaxed and safe here as he started remembering the conversation he and his mother had last night. It felt good for him to get some things off his chest and he took in all of his mother’s advice because she was right. He couldn’t give up on what he wanted and had to fight with everything he had to get it back…

The morning air was crisp as the sun began to rise and shine in on Nelly’s room through the balcony. He stayed up late last night thinking about everything that was said, all the raw emotions involved, and the sweetest kiss he ever had, even with T.I. The kiss was very special because Nelly never experienced anything like it before and he was sure that T.I. felt the exact same way. It was passionate but it wasn’t linked to sex in any way. It just felt so right! Not to long after the sun came gleaming into his room did he start stirring and rousing around in his bed…

It was late afternoon. Andre Agassi’s mansion was the scene of an awesome all-man orgy. Nick Lachey laid on the bed in the huge bed-room, his legs spread wide. His hard cut cock was trembling. A buttplug was sticking into his famous “straight” ass, preventing the gallons of cum he has been storing since the night before from running out…