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[fanfiction: Nevruz / Morgan] What has never been published, which is not yet known

Title: That has never been published, which is not yet known
Author: zeroschiuma @ fattidaria
Beta : Kijomi his grace, which more than a Beta has been a source of inspiration. Thank you, Gucci ♥
Pairing: Nevruz / Morgan (not that I'm not kidding)
Genre: what if?, Romantic, p0rn
Rating: NC17 (PWP?, Descriptive sex, slash)
Disclaimer : WARNING! The facts described below are pure invention: the well-known persons nominated do not know who I am nor do I know who are they, nor I am interested to know. Essentially means reducing the time to write fanfiction practice that is nothing but a fantasy and that's exactly what I here about to do. This story is also prohibited to anyone under 18 years and may not be to the liking someone. If you do not like homosexuals, men, hairy Nevruz: do not continue.
Quote: "I hope you liked my new" .

no doubt about it: the show was perfect. Morgan could not help but love her and then had written to Nevruz by mail and wanted to see him to discuss a possible collaboration. He was just wondering what kind of cooperation he had in mind when he realized he had spent nearly two hours and had not yet received a reply. Indeed yes, he had estimated the chance of not getting at all, but a little 'there had been bad. He had been surprised, however, on Sunday at around 15 to hear his phone ringing (an imitator of Pope Benedict XVI, who singing - badly - to the tune of Bad Romance ) on the night of cocaine and tobacco dirt overlay and see the unusual writing Elio without stories aimed intermittently. I nearly came to him a shot. Obviously he was sleeping, on the other. How would you feel if you, just as you are taking a nap after a sleepless night, I called Helium?
"Yes?".
"Marco, Nevruz needs to talk to you about his novel. You wait an hour in the studio, via Mecenate 37, Studio 5.
"Yes, but I. Helium? Elio ", but obviously Elio had attacked. And a quarter of an hour after Morgan was already in the street, purchased the bowler hat in a boutique Charity hair completely disheveled and almost drowned in the rain without an umbrella, of course, with The shiny patent loafers with a mustache and a scarf of Charlie Chaplin stolen from Asia.
did not know precisely what he was doing. Thankfully, he would always done with great style.
arrived in the studio has ignored some cameraman pretended not to see some journalists and glimpsed Nevruz on stage intent to try the lights, the base and all the affairs of his latest novel. He obviously has already seen despite the lights, music, stage. So Morgan has made a nod, accompanied by a smile barely sketched out, approached the stage from the audience down, clapping his hands as seriously fascinated when the basis of his first song has marked the last notes. He hailed the bowler taking off, doing reverence. The
seemed even see Nevruz blush while sitting in his place by Judge, now instead of helium. For a moment that comes to mind if he stayed at XFactor would be his judge and this thought puts shiver.
"Hello", she said Nevruz.
"Beautiful. I wish I'd burst into tears," Morgan smiled then, almost without context.
"What, I'm sorry."
"The unknown, your performance last week, you ...".
Studio 5 is empty slowly, the evidence appears to be over. With one out all mention of the director. Morgan has taken from his black leather folder and its iPad has linked to Youtube.com. Typed on the touch-screen keywords nevruz morgan x factor, selected a video and the performance of last Tuesday's game and Nevruz seem to have provoked an immediate tachycardia.
"I hope really been up to, "he said. Morgan looked at him then how he had just told a joke.
" You are beautiful ", she said. He did sit next to him, the place which is always a Mara Maionchi. He has come almost spontaneously, on the other, remove the cap at that Nevruz so helpless, so childish. "Puro," he called. God only knows how I made him come hard, if only because it that was more pure in everything he was, of course. He wore the hat Nevruz tapping with fingertips on the bench of Judges, as if waiting to do something that Nevruz. In fact, "I just want to know how to repay, Morgan."
" Be ', happens to bean ...", for a moment he did not know whether and how to say it. Do not know if he can. But the erection in his pants a classic cut, as refined as he struggles would not be ignored "... I just need to be fucked. "
It is in this moment, precisely now, now, this is something that Nevruz that Morgan would never have imagined: the kiss.
This causes a shudder in Morgan thin, almost evil. He has kissed many men, but no one had ever so gently, with much amazement. At the beginning is cool, as he could not trust. Then he softens Morgan, becomes almost fluid, natural gestures, something that not happened for so long time. When the spotlights are turned off permanently and the cleaning lady comes in and out as easily, seeing the two men filled with a beard and almost like hugging and hugging, while Morgan off his t-shirt Nevruz how to find something beautiful and mysterious down there and while Nevruz whispers something that Morgan does not understand the beginning, but that appears almost immediately after the clear, obvious.
"I've never done before," says Nevruz sotto voce.
"It's like with women, Nevruz, the same thing ...", Morgan suggests, closer to the mouth watering his Adam's apple, almost savoring the taste of rust and sperm.
"No, no, you do not understand." And then
Morgan understands. He understands, but would not have understood. Then his eyes open wide, but with a kindness that drives Nevruz accomplice to sigh. Of desire.
"I never had sex before. I'm sorry."
"Stop apologizing," kisses on the cheek, "do you masturbate?".
"Often," nods Nevruz embarrassed.
"Good. It's just like masturbation. Only you have to do it straight in my ass. You going?".
no liability Nevruz. The snaps his fingers in the loops of the trousers and pushes his erection against that of Morgan and he looks great, really too good to be true, feel the excitement of Nevruz against her. Nevruz who has never had sex before.
Nevruz that is a virgin. So
Nevruz's pants down as he was playing like a child, opening her Halloween pumpkin and smile, as if it were the easiest thing he'd ever done, as was natural, takes him into her mouth and begins to lick and sucking and masturbating with one hand as if it pulls out with each other and Morgan can not do it, and this is in the rapture without a margin of error will be immediately and that will undoubtedly be the best fuck of her life.
"Come here, Nevruz, masturbated near here" and hands him his little hole to lubricate it, opening the buttocks as if to offer it. Do not know why, but he always dreamed of having sex thrown against the Judges' table, but if you think back to the mail that had sent him, so explicit, and the way it is presented here, uninhibited, almost feels ridiculous to think they have done everything to get fucked by a young virgin. From a crazy, talented, beautiful virgin. And he gets goose bumps when he hears fingers slowly Nevruz enter the ring of muscles around his anus. It's already coming. It is already coming, dick.
It really is coming and can not hardly contain himself when he finally Nevruz one slams into his anus and pick up and move the pelvis and then Morgan feels his bearded jaw against his cheek while with her hands on her hips, take penetrating her body up to the balls and then it feels like Morgan kidnapped, violated, trembling.
"And it's your first time?".
"Yes ..".
"After all there is to say that last week we sang together for the first time and it went really well. I did not have any doubt about what would happen today." And
Nevruz biting the ear. Unexpectedly. And Morgan knows for sure who wants to work with him again sooner or later. As soon as possible.
Morgan leaves the studio 5, trembling, not from the cold. In Milan, it is still raining, a shower full of strange promise. Tomorrow evening there will be direct and XFactor Nevruz sing his novel before the cameras and before the public. A thousand people will see it and not know that was his.
But Morgan will not watch live. If they sit on the couch, you will make a strip. Order a kebab. Enthusiastically read the comments on Twitter, waiting for some viewers acute type his name alongside that of Nevruz only for the thrill. If you can even stop to think about when Nevruz, the whispers said, before leaving:
"I hope you liked my novel."
Yes, make it.