Lovely!
So, before you question this, IM NOT DEAD. (Obviously) So, long story short, my computer broke and me being the lazy hoeskee I am didn't buy a new till like a month ago, got on last weekend and ansered all those messages, then BAMN! Here I am:D
So, Like in the end of Big Time Bieber, I am going to write a Logan/Bieber Thingyy!
Logan: Yaahhh! Yah!
... ? Off with his head!
Bieber: WHAT? DON'T BEHEAD MY LOGAN!
Jeeez! Don't freak! I's from a song thats been stuck in my head since like... Forever ago! The one by Drake, He says,'Talk Stupid, Off with your head!'
Bieber: ... Oh... I like His music...
Who doesn't? So, since that dumb Bruhaha is over, lets get on with the Logan/Justin Bieber Thingy!
Logan: YAY!
"Hi boys! I'm Justin, Justin Bieber!"
Hold up. Hold the fuck up. No. No fucking way. Gustavo would never get Justin fucking Bieber here. No. It's a joke. A joke. A sick Fucking joke. I know it. Because of yesterday. Because of Kendalls' dumb ass, screaming at the top of his lungs yesterday, 'You have no talent you fat-ass' to Gustavo. This is just a look alike. A really good look alike. Who, has his same shiny, luxurious golden hair as the real Bieber... And those beautiful liquid topaz eyes... And that amazing smile... The best fucking look alike ever. But it's not him! A look alike... right? Gustavo -Of All People- Would never get us a reward after last nights episode between the two idiots.
''Holey duck fuck! Justin Bieber?''Carlos shouted, making me flinch. It is a look alike!
''Yeah, Justin Bieber'' He said, pointing to himself. No. Look alike. Right? Right!
''No, Your a fake!''Kendall said. Yes! Thank you!
''Nope, Im the genuine Justin Bieber!'' He said, smiling towards him. No! No! No lying! Faker!
''Really?'' Thats James' voice. ''Prove it! Sing me... Baby!'' Yes! Proof that your a fake.
I watched closely as 'Justin Bieber' cleared his throught. I looked around him. No wires, no mics, radio, speakers... No way for him to fake, so it would come out not like his beautiful velvet voice, But instead of a itchy scratchy voice shooting out, a beautiful, angelic, amazing voice spilled out, filling the room with beauty. It rang softly in my ears, chiming like windchimes. Like birds singing, like angels. It was heavan, a small peice of heavan ripped out of him. Justin Bieber. Thereal, true Justin Bieber. No lie. No hoax. No nothing. The true-blue Bieber.
My first love broke my heart for the first time... And I was like...
Baby! Baby! Baby! Oh...
Baby! Baby! Baby! Oh...
Baby! Baby! Baby! Oh...
And I thought you'd always be mine!
My heart was beating at a hundres miles an hour. The real Justin Bieber was here. In our studio. Singing to us. Wow. Why did Gustavo Do This? I mean, If I were him, I would have told us to fuck off and fired us, but no, he goes and rewards us with this beautiful, amazing yummy boy. Mmmmm...
''Whoah!'' James said, then his hippy-happy self came to the surface. ''OH MY GOSH! JUSTIN BIEBER! JUSTIN BIEBER IS HERE IN ROQUE RECORDS! AND HE JUST SANG MY FAVORITE SONG! AAAAAHHHHHH! OH MY- JUSTI- ... JUST... HUUHHHHH...'' James fell to the ground, his loud fan-girl voice dying. Carlos and Kendall gave dull, dead looks in his direction, mad mixed in their expressions. Carlos' brow bushed together as he leaned down with Kendall, gripping James' arms and legs.
''Nice''Carlos mumbles to himself. ''The one time that Gustavo brings us an amazing singer whos not a girl and James goes all phsyco-Fangirl on us and faints in front of him... Fucking little prick...'' They heive him up and stumble out with him.
''Logan... Justin, We'll be back, Were gonna go drop off the idiot at home.'' Kendall said as he rounded the corner, then popped his head back into the room. ''Oh, and Justin? James is gonna kill me for this, but he masturbates to that really big ,'Never Say Never' Poster he has hung up in his room every night... So, enjoy those nightmares! Bye!'' And that was the last of the three we saw. I took a deep breath.
''I need new friends'' I said to my self.
''Nah, their not that bad.'' Justin said. ''My friends are even dumber!''
I smiled and turned to him. ''They got us kicked out of Sea World because they tried to steal Shamoo because they were influenced off a South Park Episode'' His eyes widened.
''Okay, maybe my friends arn't that bad, but their preety dumb!'' He admitted. I laughed, ''But I really do need new friends!''
He smiled and pointed to himself. ''Well, Im new! Wanna be my friend?''
What a question? Who wouldn't wanna be? ''Of course, Mr. Bieber! I will be your friend!'' We exghanged laughs and smiles.
''So, Will you show me to the recording studio part?'' He asked, cocking his head. He's so cute, But he'd never fall for me.
''Sure!'' I said, smiling. I moved quickly from my spot leaning on the wall to his side. I nodded towward him, and slowly made my way to the booth. ''Cool? Huh?''
''Yeah... Can I go inside?'' He asked. ''Uh...'' Should I? If I do, I risk Making Gustavo Mad at me by breaking his number one rule- 'Don't touch anything'- But if I say no, I break the heart and feelings of little beiber... I don't wanna see him sad... Let's see, Mad Gustavo? Or sad Bieber? ... ''Sure, Go ahead!'' Screw Gustavo, This is Justin Bieber! He smiled and strode over to the door and slipped in. Hopefully the punishment Gustavo gives me isn't so bad. A tap on the glass made me pop my head up. He was mouthing some words and pointing to his ear. Oh yeah, Soundproof. I moved to the buttons and turned the mic on.
'' ... Hear me?'' Is what it was caught on. I smiled and spoke into the mic. ''Okay, now, wha'd you say?'' He laughed and spoke agian. ''I was saying, you should come in with me and sing with me! That would be fun!'' I smiled. He asked me, to sing with him? Wow! That was like every girls dream come true, including me! Minus the girl part... I'd love to sing with his golden voice! I opened my mouth to sing, but something pinched and tickled my middle-top waist. Ugh... ''Sure, I'd love to sing... But I gotta pee real bad, so, ill be back... ''
I quickly retreated to the bathroom, running to the urinal. I hated that about me. I could never hold in my pee, no matter what. That was usually one of the reasons I missed everything good. I was usually in the bathroom. I hissed under my breath and unleashed myself. That was embaresing. I bet Bieber was was laughing right now at me. And why did I anounce, 'I have to pee?' Whats wrong with me? Nice, Logan, Make him thing your a weirdo. Nice! I zipped up my pants and moved to the sink. Hopefully he still wanted to sing with me... As I washed he soap off my hands, The door opened. Uh oh...
"Hey'' He said, walking up the sink beside me. I hope he dosn't say anything. ''Hi'' I replied. I kept my hands under the water. What am I supposed to say?
''You look kinda sad... Whats wrong?'' He asked. ''Nothing'' I replied quickly. He looked skepticle.
''Are you sure?'' He asked, moving a little closer. I sighed. ''Yeah.'' He looked in the mirror. ''I gotta pee too!'' He said. He shifted from the gaze in the missor to the urinal. I kept my hands under the water as I slowly moved my eyes towards him. I wanted to see him. I wanted to see his size... His penis... I watched him, then his jeans, him, his jeans, hoping he wouldn't notice me watching. Then when it was pulled out, I stopped looking at his face, staring at the juicy lollypop that was in his hands. My mouth watered as I stared. Then, something inturupted me.
''WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?'' Justin screamed, me turning around, meeting his mad eyes. My eyes grew and I shook my head. ''YOU WERE STARING AT MY JUNK!''
I was freaked. He saw me staring. How was I supposed to explain it? 'Oh, well, I looked back and accidently looked at you while you were peeing and just happened to let my eyes stop on your penis!' It wouldn't make sense! And what would the guys say? And Gustavo? Oh, He'd kill me for scaring off Bieber, and for having sexual attractions towards men. Fuck, What am I gonna do?
''WELL!" He said, waiting for an anser. Better try to explain. ''Sorry! I didn't me-''
''WHAT? YOU DIDN'T MEAN TO WATCH ME PISS?'' His words stung. ''No, it's not like that, I just like-''
''WHAT? YOU LIKE ME? MY PENIS? YOUR A FAG? HUH? YOU LIKE PENIS?'' I couldn't anser... He walked up to me and pushed me up agenst the wall. Shit, He's gonna kick my ass... I braced myself for the ass wooping. He grabbed my shoulders and pushed me down to my knees, he'd probably kick my face in...
''IF YOUR SUCH A FAG AND YOU LIKE PENIS SO MUTCH THEN WHY DON'T YOU JUST SUCK!'' My eyes opened. Did he just ask what I think he asked? Before I could anser, or even think about his words, his hands were on my head and his cock was in my mouth. He rammed in and out, making me gag. I couldn't complain, This was one of my sick fantasys since forever. I would masturbate to this while in the shower, but the real thing by far was way better. The streaching, the hitting of his head in the back of my throught... Just wow.
''DO YOU LIKE THIS? DOES THIS MAKE YOUR SICK FANTASY'S COME TRUE? HUH, FAGGOT?'' His words made this even better. My cock was buldging through my jeans, not the day to wear skinny jeans. I could hear his little grunts, then a quick inhale in. He was close to cumming. I moved my tounge as much as I could In the situation, trying to make his cum come out quicker. I felt something moving it my jeans, I opened my eyes and tryed to see what it was, and it shocked me. I saw his hands moving down in my south area. His movements matched with the feeling, so it was obvious that he was jacking me off while face fucking me... But, I thought that he hated me cause I was a fag... Who cares, I want this moment to be forever. His hands rubbing my cock while his was ramming my mouth and listening to his grunts and squeaks he made... Fucking Perfect, and perfect got better as I felt his orgasm, which triggered mine. His salty cum swished inside mouth as mine squirted on his hands and a little on my stomach.
''Mmmmm'' He moaned and I swallowed it up. He pulled out and let go of me. he dropped down to his knees and pushed his forehead up agenst mine. We were both panting, trying to regain our breath. His eyes met mine. He leaned in and kissed me, and I took advantage. I shoved my tounge in his mouth and wrestled his soft tounge. His breath was sweet, like strawberrys and cinnamon. I easily won the battle, as we quickly separated for breath. He stood up, me quickly following him. I fixed my pants, and looked at him.
''Sorry... For that'' He said sheepishly. I blushed. ''It's okay... It was... Fun!'' He looked up and laughed, ''Really? ... You know, we havn't properly introduced ourselves...''
I smiles. ''Hello, Im Logan Mitchell, and you are?'' I said, holding my hand out. ''Justin Bieber'' He said as he gripped it. He smiled and leaned up to my ear.
''I really wasn't mad... And I really didn't need to pee''
Yes! Im done! :D Im watching Phineas and Ferb... Creepy, huh? For what I wrote? ... Nope! OMG! Have you heard Biebers new song, Boyfriend? So fucking hot!
If you havn't, look it up!
I was listening to That song, 'You don't know your beautiful' by : One Direction The entire writting. So... yeah... That songs cute too.
Tell me what you thing! I have to choose... Kendall or Carlos next? ... Hmmmmmm... Idk...
Bieber: Hot
Logan:Lets do it agian!
Bieber:Sounds fun, Lets go!
Whoah... That boi has got game! ... Oh well..
Review, Please. Tell me what you think... Or else I kill James!
James: Wait, How the fuck did I get involved! I was In last chapter?
Shut up! Review! Or the Preety boy gets it! :D