Tre's ultimate fan, chapter 2
"How the hell did you get in here?" Tre asked the intruder.
"You forgot to board up the windows in the basement," said the intruder
"What's your name," Tre asked the man who for some reason looked oddly familiar.
"Steve, my name's Steve," Steve answered.
"Why the fuck have you been stalking me and my family, huh? It is for some sick fucking pleasure of something?" Tre asked
"Sick pleasure, no. I have my reasons, which you'll find out in time," Steve answered.
"Wait, do I know you somewhere, cause you look so familiar," Tre said
"Oh my god! You really don't remember me do you?" Steve asked
"Should I remember you?" Tre asked .
"Does the name Mitchell Burnside ring any bells?" Steve asked.
"Mitchell Burnside was my best friend in high school. You know him?" Tre asked
"I'm his little brother," Steve said.
"Oh shit," Tre said as he suddenly remembered who Steve was.
"Thought I wouldn't find you, huh?" Steve asked.
"Steve, I thought I had made this clear to you a long time ago. It was a one time thing and it ment nothing," Tre said to Steve.
"One time thing?, one time thing?!" Steve said louder and louder, "I thought it ment something to you, Frank, cause it ment something to me. I had our whole lives planned out together, damnit!
"It was a boyhood fling, it ment nothing, nothing at all," Tre said
"You made me who I am now, asshole! You turned me queer!" Steve said
"I didn't turn you queer, you were queer to begin with!" Tre yelled.
"So were you," Steve, "you were queer too!" Steve said
"I wasn't fucking queer, I just was going through a phase. I was just sort of experimenting, so to speak, with you," Tre explained
"So I was just an experiment, my love for you was an experiment?" Steve asked
"It was a crush you took to far, you just couldn't let go, you were a little freak about it" Tre said.
"I wish I you hadn't said that Frank, I really wish you hadn't," Steve said with tears in his eyes. Steve continues to pull a hand gun out of his back pocket. "Get on your knees, hands behind your head. Now!,"Steve ordered
"Don't do this, please don't do this," Tre said with his own eyes now welling up with tears as he proceeded to get on his knees and put his hands behind his head, "I'm sorry I said that."
"It's too late for sorry's Frank," Steve said, a tear rolling down his cheek, "it's far, far too late."
Flash back to 1988, Tre was in 11th grade, Steve was in the 9th, but Steve always looked a few years too young, but was always about the same height as Tre, cause Tre was kinda short. The day was Saturday, and Tre was with Mitchell, his best friend. Mitchell's father owned a hardware store, now a chain of stores. The hardware store that Tre got the supplies to baracade his house with was ironically from that hardware store chain. It's a Saturday afternoon, and Tre was over at Mitchell's for a game of football:
"Frank, my dad just called. He needs my help down at the shop. I'll be back in a couple of hours," Mitchell said. "Sorry you fell in that mud puddle during our game, bud. You can shower off in the shower upstairs if you want. Borrow some of my clothes too, and put your dirty one's in the laundry. Oh yeah, by the way, make sure to keep an eye on Steve for me, Thanks"
"Can do, see ya," Tre said as he waddled upstairs to the shower.
Tre quickly took off his clothes and proceeded to turn on the shower. Steve had the room next to the bathroom. Steve needed to pee, so he got up off his bed, and walked to the bathroom. Since Tre left the door unlocked, and Steve had no idea anyone was in there, he just opened the door. As Steve looked inside the bathroom, he was greeted by the now fully naked, very well built, Tre Cool.
"Oh, shit, sorry Frank!" Steve said embarassed, and blushing wildly.
"It's okay dude. It's not like its stuff you've never seen before," Tre said
"True," said Steve, who couldn't even look Tre in the eye at the moment because of the embarassment he was feeling.
Tre looked at Steve and noticed that Steve's little buddy down under seemed to be excited.
"Dude, are you getting, well, hard?" Tre asked Steve.
Steve immediately looked down to notice what Tre was pointing out, and immediately blushed an even deeper red.
"It's okay dude, I won't tell anyone. Your secret's safe with me," Tre said.
"What secret?" Steve asked.
"That your a fag, little buddy. A flamer, a homo, a queer, a fairy, a..." Tre said before Steve inturrupted him.
"I'm not queer, I was just thinking about a girl I like, that's all. It had nothing to do with you!" Steve said defensively.
"You don't have to lie buddy, it's okay to be queer. In fact, it could be said I'm a little queer myself," Tre said.
"You?" Steve asked
"Everyone's a little queer Steve, some more than others, you being more than others," Tre said.
"I'm not queer, okay, I don't like guys," Steve said
"So you're saying that this doesn't turn you on?" Tre, still naked, said as he put his hand on Steve's shoulder.
"No," Steve said sort of nervously, "it doesn't."
"Than how about this," Tre said as he started to embrace Steve, pressing Steves body against his own.
"No," Steve said obviously nervous.
"What about this," Tre said as he started to breathe on the back of Steves neck as he hugged him.
"Uhhmmmm? Welllll?," Steve said nervously.
"I see your little friend really wan'ts to come out and play,"Tre said as he lead Steve toward Steve's bedroom. Tre knew where Steve's room was because of the sign "Steve's room" on Steve's bedroom door. When the two were inside Steve's room, Tre layed Steve down on the bed, with Ninja Turtles bedsheets. Tre layed down on top of Steve, and proceeded to kiss Steve's neck. Steve was frantically ripping off all of his clothes. Soon both of them were stark naked, lying on top of one another on Steve's bed.
"Have you ever done something like this before?" Steve asked
"I had a friend who did. He explained to me how it worked," Tre answered.
Tre then proceeded to fuck Steve's brains out. The whole thing took an hour. When they were done, Steve had this rested, but exauhsted look on his face. Suddenly, Steve blurted out to Tre "I love you." Tre just replied "No, you love to get fucked by me, your not in love with me." Tre got up an went to the bathroom to shower, which had been running for an hour by now. Steve hopped in the shower too and the two cleaned themselves whilc making out. As soon as they were both dry and dressed, Tre said "I really liked this, but lets not tell anyone about this. Remember, our little secret, kay?" All Steve could say was "Sure."
The secret remained a secret, a part of Tre's life Tre never revisited, or even thought about for like ten years, up until now.
"Remember when you, oh how did you put it, fucked my brains out all those years ago?" Steve asked
"Yeah," Tre said skeptically.
"I thought it was time for me to have my turn at fucking your brains out, you know, to get even," Steve said. "Take your pants off and get on all fours, NOW!" Steve ordered.
"Okay, okay, just don't hurt me, please," Tre pleaded to Steve with tears rolling down his face.
"By the time I'm done with you, you won't be able to fucking walk," Steve said as he took down his own pants and proceeded to fuck Tre. When it was all over, Steve got up.
"I'm going to the bathroom to wash up. Stay where you are. I locked the basement, so you couldn't escape," Steve said as he wen't down the hall.
Tre was in tears by this point. Suddenly it dawned on him that he had the master key to his house in his pocket,as well as his cell phone. Quickly and quietly, he dialed Billie Joe.
"Hello?" Billie Joe said
"Billie, Billie it's Tre, I need help, please," Tre pleaded to Billie Joe.
"Tre, what's happened, what's going on?" Billie Joe asked.
"Billie, that guy is holding me hostage. It's some kid I fucked in the past, literally, and he's threatened and raped me. Please, come down quick. I've found a way out of the house, just hurry," Tre asked
"Okay, I'll be down there in a flash, I'll be waiting in my car. Meet me on the front lawn, kay?" Billlie Joe asked
"Kay," Tre answered.
Quietly, Tre got up, and procceded his way to down the hallway. He made sure he made no noise. Queitly, he opened the door to the basement, and walked down the stairs. He found the window, but he realized it was going to be a tight squeeze. Tre tried to climb up some boxes stacked up so he could reach the window. When he finally had his hands up on the window sill, he proceeded to pull himself up. By the time he had his right knee out the window, he began to raise his left let, but his foot slipped and knocked over a box of ceramic plates. The plates came down with a crash. When Steve heard that crash, he rushed out of the hallway bathroom and began to run down the basement stairs. Frantically, Tre tried to squeeze himself through the window, but it wasn't quick enough.
"Trying to escape huh?" Steve, who was brandishing a gun, asked. "Well, this will teach you a lesson," Steve said as he raised the gun at Tre.
(Bang, Bang)
"You forgot to board up the windows in the basement," said the intruder
"What's your name," Tre asked the man who for some reason looked oddly familiar.
"Steve, my name's Steve," Steve answered.
"Why the fuck have you been stalking me and my family, huh? It is for some sick fucking pleasure of something?" Tre asked
"Sick pleasure, no. I have my reasons, which you'll find out in time," Steve answered.
"Wait, do I know you somewhere, cause you look so familiar," Tre said
"Oh my god! You really don't remember me do you?" Steve asked
"Should I remember you?" Tre asked .
"Does the name Mitchell Burnside ring any bells?" Steve asked.
"Mitchell Burnside was my best friend in high school. You know him?" Tre asked
"I'm his little brother," Steve said.
"Oh shit," Tre said as he suddenly remembered who Steve was.
"Thought I wouldn't find you, huh?" Steve asked.
"Steve, I thought I had made this clear to you a long time ago. It was a one time thing and it ment nothing," Tre said to Steve.
"One time thing?, one time thing?!" Steve said louder and louder, "I thought it ment something to you, Frank, cause it ment something to me. I had our whole lives planned out together, damnit!
"It was a boyhood fling, it ment nothing, nothing at all," Tre said
"You made me who I am now, asshole! You turned me queer!" Steve said
"I didn't turn you queer, you were queer to begin with!" Tre yelled.
"So were you," Steve, "you were queer too!" Steve said
"I wasn't fucking queer, I just was going through a phase. I was just sort of experimenting, so to speak, with you," Tre explained
"So I was just an experiment, my love for you was an experiment?" Steve asked
"It was a crush you took to far, you just couldn't let go, you were a little freak about it" Tre said.
"I wish I you hadn't said that Frank, I really wish you hadn't," Steve said with tears in his eyes. Steve continues to pull a hand gun out of his back pocket. "Get on your knees, hands behind your head. Now!,"Steve ordered
"Don't do this, please don't do this," Tre said with his own eyes now welling up with tears as he proceeded to get on his knees and put his hands behind his head, "I'm sorry I said that."
"It's too late for sorry's Frank," Steve said, a tear rolling down his cheek, "it's far, far too late."
Flash back to 1988, Tre was in 11th grade, Steve was in the 9th, but Steve always looked a few years too young, but was always about the same height as Tre, cause Tre was kinda short. The day was Saturday, and Tre was with Mitchell, his best friend. Mitchell's father owned a hardware store, now a chain of stores. The hardware store that Tre got the supplies to baracade his house with was ironically from that hardware store chain. It's a Saturday afternoon, and Tre was over at Mitchell's for a game of football:
"Frank, my dad just called. He needs my help down at the shop. I'll be back in a couple of hours," Mitchell said. "Sorry you fell in that mud puddle during our game, bud. You can shower off in the shower upstairs if you want. Borrow some of my clothes too, and put your dirty one's in the laundry. Oh yeah, by the way, make sure to keep an eye on Steve for me, Thanks"
"Can do, see ya," Tre said as he waddled upstairs to the shower.
Tre quickly took off his clothes and proceeded to turn on the shower. Steve had the room next to the bathroom. Steve needed to pee, so he got up off his bed, and walked to the bathroom. Since Tre left the door unlocked, and Steve had no idea anyone was in there, he just opened the door. As Steve looked inside the bathroom, he was greeted by the now fully naked, very well built, Tre Cool.
"Oh, shit, sorry Frank!" Steve said embarassed, and blushing wildly.
"It's okay dude. It's not like its stuff you've never seen before," Tre said
"True," said Steve, who couldn't even look Tre in the eye at the moment because of the embarassment he was feeling.
Tre looked at Steve and noticed that Steve's little buddy down under seemed to be excited.
"Dude, are you getting, well, hard?" Tre asked Steve.
Steve immediately looked down to notice what Tre was pointing out, and immediately blushed an even deeper red.
"It's okay dude, I won't tell anyone. Your secret's safe with me," Tre said.
"What secret?" Steve asked.
"That your a fag, little buddy. A flamer, a homo, a queer, a fairy, a..." Tre said before Steve inturrupted him.
"I'm not queer, I was just thinking about a girl I like, that's all. It had nothing to do with you!" Steve said defensively.
"You don't have to lie buddy, it's okay to be queer. In fact, it could be said I'm a little queer myself," Tre said.
"You?" Steve asked
"Everyone's a little queer Steve, some more than others, you being more than others," Tre said.
"I'm not queer, okay, I don't like guys," Steve said
"So you're saying that this doesn't turn you on?" Tre, still naked, said as he put his hand on Steve's shoulder.
"No," Steve said sort of nervously, "it doesn't."
"Than how about this," Tre said as he started to embrace Steve, pressing Steves body against his own.
"No," Steve said obviously nervous.
"What about this," Tre said as he started to breathe on the back of Steves neck as he hugged him.
"Uhhmmmm? Welllll?," Steve said nervously.
"I see your little friend really wan'ts to come out and play,"Tre said as he lead Steve toward Steve's bedroom. Tre knew where Steve's room was because of the sign "Steve's room" on Steve's bedroom door. When the two were inside Steve's room, Tre layed Steve down on the bed, with Ninja Turtles bedsheets. Tre layed down on top of Steve, and proceeded to kiss Steve's neck. Steve was frantically ripping off all of his clothes. Soon both of them were stark naked, lying on top of one another on Steve's bed.
"Have you ever done something like this before?" Steve asked
"I had a friend who did. He explained to me how it worked," Tre answered.
Tre then proceeded to fuck Steve's brains out. The whole thing took an hour. When they were done, Steve had this rested, but exauhsted look on his face. Suddenly, Steve blurted out to Tre "I love you." Tre just replied "No, you love to get fucked by me, your not in love with me." Tre got up an went to the bathroom to shower, which had been running for an hour by now. Steve hopped in the shower too and the two cleaned themselves whilc making out. As soon as they were both dry and dressed, Tre said "I really liked this, but lets not tell anyone about this. Remember, our little secret, kay?" All Steve could say was "Sure."
The secret remained a secret, a part of Tre's life Tre never revisited, or even thought about for like ten years, up until now.
"Remember when you, oh how did you put it, fucked my brains out all those years ago?" Steve asked
"Yeah," Tre said skeptically.
"I thought it was time for me to have my turn at fucking your brains out, you know, to get even," Steve said. "Take your pants off and get on all fours, NOW!" Steve ordered.
"Okay, okay, just don't hurt me, please," Tre pleaded to Steve with tears rolling down his face.
"By the time I'm done with you, you won't be able to fucking walk," Steve said as he took down his own pants and proceeded to fuck Tre. When it was all over, Steve got up.
"I'm going to the bathroom to wash up. Stay where you are. I locked the basement, so you couldn't escape," Steve said as he wen't down the hall.
Tre was in tears by this point. Suddenly it dawned on him that he had the master key to his house in his pocket,as well as his cell phone. Quickly and quietly, he dialed Billie Joe.
"Hello?" Billie Joe said
"Billie, Billie it's Tre, I need help, please," Tre pleaded to Billie Joe.
"Tre, what's happened, what's going on?" Billie Joe asked.
"Billie, that guy is holding me hostage. It's some kid I fucked in the past, literally, and he's threatened and raped me. Please, come down quick. I've found a way out of the house, just hurry," Tre asked
"Okay, I'll be down there in a flash, I'll be waiting in my car. Meet me on the front lawn, kay?" Billlie Joe asked
"Kay," Tre answered.
Quietly, Tre got up, and procceded his way to down the hallway. He made sure he made no noise. Queitly, he opened the door to the basement, and walked down the stairs. He found the window, but he realized it was going to be a tight squeeze. Tre tried to climb up some boxes stacked up so he could reach the window. When he finally had his hands up on the window sill, he proceeded to pull himself up. By the time he had his right knee out the window, he began to raise his left let, but his foot slipped and knocked over a box of ceramic plates. The plates came down with a crash. When Steve heard that crash, he rushed out of the hallway bathroom and began to run down the basement stairs. Frantically, Tre tried to squeeze himself through the window, but it wasn't quick enough.
"Trying to escape huh?" Steve, who was brandishing a gun, asked. "Well, this will teach you a lesson," Steve said as he raised the gun at Tre.
(Bang, Bang)
