Real Person Het/Slash/Bi; i.e., celebrity fanfiction. If you appear in any of these stories, I'm sorry if they offended you and I will remove the stories in which you appear from circulation upon your request. Otherwise, I have no regrets or apologies for these. See Frequently Made Objections About RPS for the reasons why.
If you are from rec.games.computer.ultima.dragons, rec.games.int-fiction, or any other Usenet group in which I frequent (except for the alt.sex.stories.* hierarchy) please keep quiet about my celebrity stories. The slash fiction community's RPS holy war has been a nasty one, and I don't want to vector it to any of my Usenet hangouts. (alt.sex.stories.* is different. This kind of story is more acceptable there.)
I write mostly about punk/alternative/new wave bands from the Seventies and Eighties. In fact, I enjoy writing about them so much, I started a list for celeb and original sex stories set in this milieu. It's called OldAltPunkSmut, and I encourage you to sign up if you're also interested in reading or writing about this sort of thing.
New! Suicide: Seven Minutes Over Tampa (MM, celeb, voy, exhib, RPS) In 1977 or 1978, an audience member told Alan and Martin to go fuck themselves. They did. A bit on the snarky side, but I like it a little better than the other one.
Husker Du: Something I Learned Today v4 (MM, celeb, RPS [Real Person Slash], rough) Grant Hart and Bob Mould learn something about themselves and each other during the recording of Zen Arcade. Not a new story; it was first posted (in a very rough draft--if you have any version of this that's older than Version 4, please delete it) to the RS-X list in January 2001. I'm still bothered that I was never able to get Bob or Grant exactly right. Nonetheless, it has a certain charm.
First uploaded early in the morning of March 18, 2002
Updated around two in the morning of April 9, 2002
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