FIC: Come Play With Me

[lexzilla]

Main Feature Part 1

“Jared. Jared,” Chad was shouting as he came running towards him at full speed, waving something around maniacally. “We’ve got to go. It’s gonna be fucking amazing. Seriously. Best. Event. Ever. In the whole history of ever. A once in a lifetime thing, dude.”

Jared smiled as his best bud approached. The two of them had met when they were both twelve and had bonded over their love of all things sugary, when feeding their pocket money into the school vending machine to get to the tasty treats inside. Hanging out during breaks at school had soon turned into spending all their free periods and lunch together, which then escalated into hanging out during all their free time which meant only one thing. Sleepovers. In the most manly sense of the word of course - Jared wrapped in a Superman comforter and Chad wearing his Batman jammies. To further increase the macho quota, they started watching cheesy horror films that the man in the local video store would rent to them, despite their age. What started as something done for appearances’ sake though, soon turned into a major passion for both of them and by the ripe old ages of nineteen they’d traveled the world of gore via the small screen.

And yet in all that time, Jared had never seen Chad as emphatically excited as he seemed to be in that moment when windmilling towards him. Whatever it was, was going to be pretty good.

“Oh man, we are so going to this.”

“What?” Jared questioned.

Chad held the magazine open in front of him and Jared practically had to restrain the overzealous man before he could read the damn thing, he was shaking so hard.

Oh! Sweet Jesus.

BE HERE NOW! TICKETS AVAILABLE AT THE DOOR, COME SEE IT FOR AS LOW AS $20 FRIDAY, $25 SATURDAY AND SUNDAY OR $65 FOR A FULL WEEKEND PASS! YOU CAN’T MISS IT!

It's about time: The world's most popular convention for fans of sleaze, gore and horror comes to San Antonio! Exploited Magazine has teamed up with Gorehounds-O-Rama Entertainment and are proud to present a giant non-stop roller coaster three days of horror-rific fun to the great fans in the area! Featuring a line up that only Satan himself could put together - tons of guests, autograph sessions, panels, inside info, movie previews, dealers, collectables, screenings and so much more! Make peace with your maker so you can be with us for the action....

GUESTS INCLUDE

Jeffrey Combs
Re-Animator, From Beyond, Frightmare, The Phantom Empire (SATURDAY)

Udo Kier
Blood For Dracula, Mark Of the Devil, Suspiria, Dr Jekyll And His Women (FRIDAY)

Sid Haig
Spider Baby, The Big Doll House, The Big Bird Cage, Galaxy Of Terror (SATURDAY)

Jesus Franco panel and screening
Director Jesus Franco (Bare Breasted Countess, Succubus, Vampiros Lesbos) will be here to show his new film Lust For Frankenstein. Plus panel guests Lina Romay (Bare Breasted Countess, Justine, Wicked Warden) and Michelle Bauer (Bikini Drive-In, Demented) (SUNDAY)

Judy Brown
Women In Cages, Slaughter’s Big Rip-Off, Psychic Killer (SATURDAY)

Jensen Ackles
Twink Hunt, Space Station Sexcapade, Devour (SUNDAY)

Jim Kelly
Enter the Dragon, Black Samurai, Death Dimension (FRIDAY)

Ken Forree
Death Spa, Leatherface: The Texas Chainsaw Massacre III, From Beyond (FRIDAY)

BONUS ATTRACTIONS:
Creepy costume contest, ghoulish games room, perverts party, feisty film room, menacing merchant marketplace and much more.

SPECIAL SCREENINGS:
TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE, FLESH FOR FRANKENSTEIN, AT MIDNIGHT I’LL STEAL YOUR SOUL, THE CORPSE GRINDERS, DON’T TORTURE A DUCKLING, DON’T GO IN THE HOUSE, THE HOUSE ON THE EDGE OF THE PARK, BLOOD AND BLACK LACE, SCHOOL OF THE HOLY BEAST, BLIND BEAST and more!

Finally managing to tear his eyes away from the advert announcing what amounted to his own personal holy grail, Jared turned in an attempt to say something, anything, to Chad but found the most he could manage was a rather guppy-like opening and closing of the jaw.

“I know,” Chad smugly enthused while bouncing up and down and pointing at his friend. “I told you so, Jare. I told you it was this huge fantastic thing and you were all like, whatever. But now tell me you’re not as psyched as I am.”

“I…I want…Uh…Really?”

“Yes,” came the reply, punctuated by vigorous head nodding.

“Dude. You’re right,” Jared said, voice filled with wonderment, as it finally sank in. “This is amazing. We’re so there. Oh god. So many good movies. And everyone cool is going to be there. Plus I’m gonna see Jensen. Like really see him, in the flesh. Fuck. I bet he’s even better looking in person. Oh! I so want to ask him about that scene in Roarrrrr,” and here Jared’s hands suddenly appeared up by his head, fingers spread out and bent crookedly in a pitiful imitation of jagged bear claws of doom, “You remember, that one where he freaking wrestled that bear. Man it looked so real and I’d have been way to scared to do that when only wearing swimming trunks and he was just so brave and I’ve got to tell him just how good his performances are. You know he’s such a subtle actor, his performances are amazingly understated, with everything about his characters revealed by his eyes but you can totally see how he’s always right there in the moment…”

“Jared. Breathe.”

“Er…Yeah.” Jared visibly relaxed himself by running his hands through his shaggy hair and taking some nice deep breaths. “Sorry. This is just…I mean…It’s…I’m just so excited.”

“And not without reason, bitch. So, you up for the whole thing? I pretty much want to see everyone there. I can go and get us tickets this afternoon and you can pay me back for your half later”

“That sounds good, man and, yeah, of course I wanna see all of it. I only hope to God they haven’t sold out. But, shit, the store!”

“What?” Chad looked a little nonplussed at Jared’s non sequitur.

“I work, dumbass. Remember? Every weekend at the store.”

“Well, get out of it dude,” replied Chad like he couldn’t believe Jared was creating such a big problem that couldn’t be resolved by either lying or cheating. “I’m gonna get me a full weekend pass today whatever, so call me if you can stop being such a pussy and make something happen.”

***

“Jeff! Jeff!” Jared shouted as he entered the store where he worked part time. “Jeff.” Jared shouted again when his boss didn’t arrive as fast as he wanted him to.

“Hold your horses boy,” came the gravelly reply from the back room. “And what have I told you ‘bout using your outdoor voice indoors?”

“Not to use it.” Jared murmured petulantly, while he rolled his eyes and scuffed his shoes.

As he shuffled on the spot, Jeff sauntered over to where Jared was. He was tall, not all the way old (but older than Jared), with a slightly grizzled, but kind face that was topped with a healthy head of brown hair. He’d known Jared since he was a kid. Partly because Jeff owned the only video rental place in town, and he and Chad had practically lived there in their formative years, and partly because he also covered some of the classes at Jared’s school when any of their regular teachers fell ill. Their relationship had become a lot less formal once Jared was in his employ though. Firstly because of the familiarity that close proximity caused and secondly because Jeff was a lot more relaxed about entertainment then he was about education and a more relaxed Jeff meant a much more fun Jeff.

“What’s crawled up your ass, Jarebear?” Case in point. Jared hated that stupid nickname, but nothing he ever said to the other man would get him to stop using it. It was down to something about how this was how Jeff felt when Jared had too much sugar, and it made them even, so he should suck it up.

“Jeff? You know how I’m completely owed holiday time because I never take any ‘cause you know I love working here so much?”

“Yeah,” Jeff replied warily.

“Well, I need the whole of the weekend at the end of the month off.”

“ Oh. Jarebear, I’m not sure. Y’know that Friday night’s are probably our busiest times and…”

“But it’s a once in a lifetime opportunity,” Jared interrupted, before Jeff could talk himself into saying no. “And if I don’t get to go, I’ll die. There’s this convention coming to town for Fangoria and so many cool people are gonna be there, including Jensen Ackles, and you know how much I love him, and Chad’s going and if he gets to meet him and I don’t it’ll be the worst thing that’s ever, ever happened to me and that includes the time that Bobby Styles punched me in the face when I wouldn’t give him my lunch-money. So you see why I have to go and I can’t work because it’s on Friday, Saturday and Sunday.”

Jeff looked a little nonplussed for a minute, once Jared’s diatribe had finally petered off. “If I don’t say yes, just how whiny and irritating are you going to be, boy?”

“Infinitely,” replied Jared with a smirk. “C’mon, You know you want to say yes. Please. Please Jeff. Pretty please with a cherry on top.”

“If I say yes, will you shut up for a while?”

“I’ll do anything you say O Great One.”

“Fine.” Jeff said with pretend exasperation. “Put a note on the calendar and then get to work.”

“Sure thing, Boss.” Jared gave Jeff a mock salute and then hurried off to note his holiday down. As he was already in the office, he stopped to give Chad a quick call to let him know ‘Operation Go To Convention’ had a green light and that he should move his ass to secure them both passes.

After hanging up, he went back to work. Or at least he tried. But he was gonna be on tenterhooks for the rest of the day until he knew if Chad had managed to get them in and that they hadn’t completely sold out of places.

Eventually Jeff got so annoyed with Jared’s constant rushing to the phone that he huffed out that he was leaving for the day with a reminder that office equipment was for work purposes only and not to think that he wouldn’t be checking his phone bill in the morning.

Hah, Jared mused stealthily. Just because Jeff said he wasn’t allowed to make private calls on the company phone line during work hours totally didn’t mean he couldn’t e-mail Chad, because, damn it, the wait was going to kill him.

So far, in order to distract himself once Jeff had left, he’d de-alphabetized the teen comedy section and put them in order of funny to sucks-ass instead, hunted down the one copy of Vertigo for Miss Gamble who was his sole customer of the shift thus far, hidden all the Tom Hanks movies behind the Tom Cruise ones and gone to the toilet three times thanks to the incredibly large slushie he’d picked up on his way in to work. Everyone always deserved the right to celebrate good news with bright blue beverages, Jared thought. It was probably in the constitution somewhere. Yeah. He had to know right now. Otherwise he might do some work.

From: jared@jeffsplace.com
To: chadmandm@gmail.com
Did you get them?????

C’mon Chad. Reply already, Jared thought as he stared hard at the computer screen. After five minutes his eyes were watering from the concerted effort of trying not to blink.

Two turns of the open sign, another trip to the store and three donuts later, the computer finally made the little pinging noise that indicated a new message had arrived in the inbox. With some trepidation, Jared hit open.

From: chadmandm@gmail.com
To: jared@jeffsplace.com
TWO WEEKEND PASSES DUDE
and because im yr “bff” – h8 yr sister btw - I got us extra tickets to a couple of photo sessions – yes jra too!!!

From: jared@jeffsplace.com
To: chadmandm@gmail.com
marry me?

From: chadmandm@gmail.com
To: jared@jeffsplace.com
not even if u had big boobies
U R gross

From: jared@jeffsplace.com
To: chadmandm@gmail.com
WHATEVER
you know you want my hot ass
movies tonight – pizza my treat

From: chadmandm@gmail.com
To: jared@jeffsplace.com
‘kay

***

That evening they were probably the most uncool they had ever been in their lives. After flapping around like idiots and high-fiving each other every two minutes, they created a spreadsheet to plan and time all the things they wanted to see at the convention. Jared insisted that they color-coded their priorities for each time slot. Chad had pointed and laughed.

Eventually they finished their celebrations with two enormous meat feast pizzas, a few beers and the eight millionth viewing of their favorite Jensen film to date, Twink Hunt.

Jensen’s character is running frantically through the Filipino jungle, wearing the tiniest pair of shorts known to man, cunningly ripped in intriguing places thanks to them catching on the rough vegetation. A sheen of sweet covers the visible skin due to both the blinding midday sun and the exertion and his breath is coming out in short, hard pants like he’s just coming down from a rough fucking. It’s a good look for him.

Creeping up a short distance away is a fat, swarthy man with an overabundance of body hair and a lecherous smile on his round and jiggly face. He looks through his binoculars and tracks Jensen until he comes to a stop to catch his breath. Once he’s certain that the boy will stay where he is for a while, bent over and panting, sweaty man raises his crossbow and takes aim. As he evens his stance, a branch cracks underfoot.

Jensen’s head whips round to face the direction the noise has come from. A second later he’s running in the opposite direction. Of course, while he’s escaping, those teeny shorts get caught on a branch and are ripped right off by the velocity with which Jensen moves.

***

The first day of the convention came round soon enough. Jared was feeling on edge, which was kind of weird seeing as how he’d been wanting it nownownow for weeks, but now that it was finally time he felt a little queasy at the thought of meeting all these super-cool people that he’d been a fan of for so long. In fact he’d been so on edge that morning that his momma had only been able to get one stack of her pecan pancakes into him for breakfast and that just wasn’t right.

If anything, Jared was even more anxious by the time they entered the damn thing and the hustle and flow of groups of sweaty bearded men (because that seemed to be the only type of people there) threatened to completely overwhelm him.

So before they really had a chance to do anything, Chad had to calm him down by taking him out for some more food. When they were finally eating he logically pointed out that Jared had no need for any kind of panic. Jared was at least three feet taller than everyone there. There was no way he’d miss anything or get lost in the crowd and separated from Chad resulting in his name being announced over the loudspeakers as a missing person who needed to meet his friend at the reception desk in front of all his heroes. Chad was very good at putting things in perspective.

Eventually Jared entered into the spirit of things and the first couple of days passed by in a blur. In the market-place section they got to laugh at people debating with dealers over which was the best DVD release of a film. There were vicious arguments over what version of Last House On The Left had the least footage cut. Impassioned debates about which release of Dawn Of The Dead was the full extended version as this one had an extra two minutes footage but this one was slightly longer anyway but with only 54 seconds of extra stuff and heated rows about whether a release should be called Zombi 2 or Island of the Flesh-Eaters.

At the celebrity talks they listened and laughed along with Udo Kier as he talked about Joe Dallesandro attempting to be a communist farm hand in Blood for Dracula. Watched in awe as Jim Kelly demonstrated some of his famous karate moves and groaned along at Jeffrey Combs’ tales of censorship.

Added to that, they sat and saw films that turned even their stomachs or made them jump in fright. It was awesome.

Jared couldn’t think of another time where he and Chad had honestly had such fun. Actually, as special as the event was, Jared knew that it was the fact that he was getting to share this thing with his best friend that made it move up from great to unforgettable. Not that he was going to swell Chad’s head even more by telling him that.

But nothing, ever, could be as exciting as the last day, because Sunday was ‘Jensen Ackles day’. He’d gotten up extra early so he could spend a long time in the shower because he could definitely stand out from the crowd by not smelling of stale sweat, basements and beer, and he also needed to work out a little tension because, Jesus, would anything be more humiliating than getting a boner when he was getting his picture taken with Jensen. No, was the answer to that question. Unless, he thought, what if he got so nervous he threw up. Vomiting on Jensen Ackles would be way worse that any unfortunate pants tenting could be. Oh crap. He definitely couldn’t have breakfast this time.

One long leisurely jerk off session and a frantic wardrobe hunt later, Jared was almost ready to head out. He’d settled on wearing a pair of great ass-shaping jeans and a vintage House By The Cemetery tee all finished off with some relatively clean Pumas. All in all, not too shabby he thought as he checked out his butt in the mirror attached to his bedroom door. Now if only he could do something about his hair.

Two minutes later, he gave up on attempting to tame his shaggy locks and bounded downstairs to wait for Chad to pick him up.

***

In bed, later that evening Jared thought back on how fucking amazing his day had been, all the while listening to the recording he’s secretly made of Jensen’s panel. Thank the Lord for his Mom’s old recorder from her secretarial days.

[Sound of murmuring audience in background]

Jared: Christ, he looks good.

Chad: Yeah. You going ask him something?

Jared: No way.

Chad: Well then shut the fuck up with your mooning. You’re embarrassing me.

Jared: Ass.

Jensen: Next question?

Audience member: Hi Jensen.

Jensen: Hi

Audience member: I was just wondering, which has been your favorite film to make?

Jensen: Oh. Good question. Um…Probably ‘Space Station Sexcapade’ because it was my first one, I think. I found everything exciting, even all the waiting around. I got to feel like I was a proper actor for the first time, which was really amazing. Before that I’d only done stuff at…local and high school things, so this was a big change and a big deal for me.

Audience member: [Inaudible]

Jensen: [Laughs] Um…Thanks. I guess I don’t…I don’t know how to respond to that.

Chad: Jay. You should ask him something.

Jared: What? No. I don’t have…Anyway shh. I can’t hear him while you’re yapping.

Chad: [Inaudible]

Jensen: Okay. How about you in the checked shirt?

Audience member: How real is the sex we see on screen in some of your films?

[Sound of audience booing & hissing]

Jensen: There’s your answer buddy. Okay. Moving on. You?

Audience member: Hi Jensen.

Jensen: Hey.

Audience member: Firstly, thank you for being here. It’s nice that you do this.

Jensen: Thanks. It’s nice to be invited and be here.

Audience member: Cool. And secondly, I wanted to ask what your favorite moment of filming has been?

Jensen: Um. I’d have to say one of my favorite scenes…Actually it’s more of a shot than a full on scene but it was in ‘Dead In The Water’, the horror film that Kim Manners directed.

[Sound of audience clapping]

Jensen: Yeah a round of applause for Kim. He’s awesome. He’s definitely my favorite director to work with. Anyway there’s this bit, set in a river where my character has to save this little boy from being pulled under by the monster but it was also, y’know, supposed to be a very emotional shot because the boy is my cousin and my only living relative. So I had to act, not drown, and at the same time keep this little actor safe, keep him in my hands. But to make the struggle more real I had these two divers, one holding each of my feet and er…Well their job was to pull me under a bit as I’m trying to come up. I mean, I was fine and all the safety stuff had been fully worked out but to have this sensation of somebody pulling you under water, especially when you’ve got the life of a small ten-year-old boy in your hands and you’re trying to keep him afloat and he’s kind of struggling too... It was a little overwhelming and it was definitely unforgettable. But we got through it and it turned out to be an awesome shot. It’s all in slow motion and looks really dramatic.

[Sound of audience cheering]

Audience member: Thanks

Audience member: Hi Jensen. I guess my question kind of follows on from the last one. What’s been the worst shoot you’ve ever done?

Jensen: [Laughs] Man, that’s hard to answer. Especially as I’ve still got to work. Um…I guess I’d have to say not the whole thing again, but there’s this scene in a film I did in Europe where I was stuck trying to act in a room full of frustrated and angry bees. I got stung in the ass. A lot.

[Sound of audience laughing and cheering]

Chad: Jesus Jared. Stop being such a pathetic little bitch and talk to the man or something.

Jared: What? Chad? Dude. Stop fucking pushing me. Quit it. Seriously…

Jensen: Yeah, tall dude at the back.

Jared: Oh! Um…Hi Jensen.

Jensen: Hi.

Jared: Er…I think you’re amazing and I always get real excited when you have a new film out.

Jensen: Thank you.

Jared: So, I guess my question is what have you got lined up next?

Jensen: Um…I guess I can tell y’all now. Um…I’ve just signed on to play a character called Tom in a film Eric Kripke’s doing. He’s the one that wrote that Boogeyman film that Xena Warrior Princess was in. Erm…It’s called ‘My Bloody Valentine 3-D’ and, yeah, it’s gonna be a 3-D movie. It’s another horror, the script was good and pretty creepy so you guys should all like it.

Jared: Thank you.

Jensen: Welcome. Okay, how about you, the lady in the red dress?

Audience member: [Inaudible]

Chad: Dude. You spoke to Jensen. That’s so awesome.

Jared: I think I’m gonna vomit.

Jensen: Oh. Okay. I don’t know if you guys have heard this…Heard me tell this story before, but…

As the tape came to an end, Jared noticed that his hands had slipped down to his cock, which he was leisurely stroking. Again. First this morning and now this. Jensen truly did work wonders for his libido.

If he closed his eyes and concentrated real hard on the memory, Jared was pretty certain that he’d be able to recall every Jensen moment of the day, especially what it felt like to have the other man in his arms - well…sort of…his mind helpfully piped up. How soft and warm and almost malleable Jensen was. And, oh, he smelled good. All fresh and citrusy but with a hint of something sweet underneath.

Jesus, that photo-op was Jared’s idea of heaven and the more he thought of it, the harder and faster he pumped until, finally, with a loud inelegant grunt, he came all over himself.

For such a small man, Chad had been surprisingly adept at blocking his run for the exit, turning him round and pushing him into the line for the photo-op session. His motivational speech of, “Stop being such a fucking baby,” worked so well that Jared didn’t even think about what he was doing until he stepped into the adjoining room and saw the magnificent Adonis, incandescent under the photographer’s bright lights.

“Hey,” Jensen said.

“Hi.”

“How’s it going?”

“Oh! Good. Um…you?”

“Yeah. Yeah. Fine,” Jensen said with that tone of uncomfortableness that only arises during strained small talk.

Looking at the other man in all his shyness, he felt something flutter in his gut and that gave him a confidence he normally never would have had, especially not when faced with the man of his dreams.

“In three” the photographer shouted over the general hubbub of noise.

“I’m going to write you a great movie one day,” Jared announced firmly while moving a little more into Jensen’s space and putting his arm around the smaller man.

Jensen was as stiff as a board, his eyes a little widened with panic and a blush colored his cheeks when he looked up to Jared in surprise. Jared thought it was the sweetest thing he’d ever seen. He turned his head and smiled into the flashing camera.

Now he had a promise to keep and something to work towards. After he washed his come covered hands.



Index | Trailer | Main Feature Part 1 | Intermission | Main Feature Part 2 | Main Feature Part 3 | Lights Up In The Theater | OST - The Blood Spattered Samurai

Comments

[spazyspag.livejournal.com]

Dude. I feel like you wrote this FOR MEEE! I'm totally one of those obscure horror geeks, too! And I'm sort of jealous of Jared for having a best friend who he can share that with, though, even if it is Chad. My friends all have pretty shitty taste in movies.

But yeah. You're definitely my new hero for writing this. ;]

[lexzilla.livejournal.com]

*looks* OMG. JOE ICON. JOE ICON. Pretty please can I snag it so he can be together with Udo again?

Hee. Obscure horror geeks rule! Thanks hon. Glad you're enjoying it :D

[spazyspag.livejournal.com]

Hahaha YES of course! Snag away ;]

[ghausia.livejournal.com]

OMg Jensen's talking about Dead In Tnhe Water and the bee story again? Are those the only exciting stories he has? Why doesn't anyone ever ask him about the bar fight in detail, or the time in Asylum he mentioned him and Jared having a fight and then hugging it out or something more fun? Seriously. Hey did you also take pictures or videos of this con?

....

Oh yeah, this isn't real. My bad LOL. I have to tell you, I didn't think it was possible for a worse horror movie script than Devour to exist, but that twink one you wrote, well it takes the cake. Now if only that shorts tearing scene had been in Devour, or if only Jensen was bold enough to film in the nude...

PS: I sorta really wanna have your babies now.

[lexzilla.livejournal.com]

LOL. I think we'd all like to see Jensen film naked :D

[mashimero.livejournal.com]

You listed Devour for Jensen's movies! LMAO! Also, are all of those actual horror films?

I did the exact same thing with the spreadsheet when I went to my first convention too! Of course things didn't go quite as planned though.

The bee story! Dead in the Water! Kim and Eric! I'm really loving this fic right now XD

[lexzilla.livejournal.com]

LOL. Yeah. All the films, except Jensen's 2 made up ones, really are horror or exploitation movies.

I'm so glad you're enjoying it :D

[fiesty-red.livejournal.com]

Jared! He's such a cute fanboy!!! I want to squish his cheeks!!!! Hehehe! ^_^

Jensen was as stiff as a board, his eyes a little widened with panic and a blush colored his cheeks when he looked up to Jared in surprise. Jared thought it was the sweetest thing he’d ever seen. He turned his head and smiled into the flashing camera.

Now he had a promise to keep and something to work towards. After he washed his come covered hands.

Muahahaha... loved this bit. That reaction was priceless and definitely something I can see Jensen doing in RL. Very true to character, love. ;)

Eeeee! *runs off to read more*

[keerawa.livejournal.com]

Jared's kinda scarily enthusiastic, isnt he?