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Autumn into Spring	By : Moonpup Category: A through F > Charlie and the Chocolate Factory Views: 5883 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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Disclaimer: Don’t own them!!!!! Roland Dahl (what a guy!!) does and all that jive….
Warning: slash baby! Adult Charlie and Wonka!!!
Inspiration: Des’ree “Kissing You” and “Children Arrive” From the Finding Neverland Soundtrack.

CONFECTIONARY SUPRISES
Charlie lay on his stomach under one of the many strange confectionary trees of Mr. Willy Wonka’s factory. It had been two months since the Oompa Loompas had given both himself and Wonka another chance at life, and, he suspected, a chance to share that life more intimately. They were cunning, if not caring creatures.
It was weird, for the first two or three weeks, getting use to being able to be free and youthful again, to see Wonka healthy and energetic and amazingly beautiful, Charlie had to admit he had been caught out not listening because he was concentrating on Wonka’s face. Wonka merely smiled, it a slightly more seductive way than before and promptly got Charlie into a lip lock.
Anything more hadn’t occurred yet, Charlie thought that maybe Wonka was a little nervous, about the whole idea, for all his confidence in Chocolate making, Wonka wasn’t very confident in his own …..abilities.
Charlie had reassured him that he was sure Wonka was as good at love as he was at Chocolate, which make Wonka blush and smile.
Charlie was wearing his usually denim hotpants and today he was wearing a short sleeved, purple top that rose up every time Charlie stretched. It drove Wonka crazy.
Now he came by, humming to himself, with a couple of Oompas round him making notes to his suggestions and listening to their reports.
He looked up and smiled at Charlie who was sucking on a strawberry toadstool. The Oompas scattered and Wonka sat by Charlie, leisurely stroking the small of his back, bared from under his top.
“Our new experiments are almost ready my love.”
“What do you think the out come will be?”
“No idea! That’s the beauty of it!”
Wonka hauled Charlie up and they made their way to the experimentation room.
Huge vats of substance boiled away, long tubes carrying more to other parts of the factory.
Oompas gently mixing together, blues and yellows to make greens.
Wonka and Charlie made their way to a large vat at the back, in a rich red colour.
An Oompa handed Wonka the report.
“All’s fine, now for the tasting!” possibly the best part of Wonka.
Carefully, he dipped his gloved finger into the mix and tasted.
“Well?” Charlie wanted to lick it off his glove, suck it off, suck something bigger off as well.
“Mmmmm, minty with a hint of cream, nice……”Wonka stopped.
“Willy? Are you alright?” Charlie didn’t want another comic disaster, like the time Wonka made super strong caramel cups and shot straight through the roof.
“Erm….” did Wonka look embarrassed?
Charlie dismissed the Oompas.
Then he grinned.
“This isn’t Funny!” Wonka frowned.
“Oh yes it is Honey.” Charlie slide his hand down the front of Wonka’s Purple trousers.
“Charlie!”
Charlie grinned wider with the discovery of Wonka’s embarrassment.
“Good lord I’ve grown!”
Charlie grinned even wider.
“Really dear? I never knew you were so well….accomplished….”
Eight inches. It had to be. Long and thick. And stiff.
“Don’t laugh Charlie!!” Wonka tried to look serious but with a larger asset and Charlie’s hand currently making the best of it his protest came out as a slightly high-pitched moan.
“Well now we know what it does, what shall we call it?”
Wonka glared at him.
“We can’t sell this to children!”
“No….but we can to adults.”
Wonka started.
“Adults? But we make for Children!”
“Maybe it’s time to branch out a bit.”
Wonka tried to look thoughtful, but Charlie’s hand was still trying our his newly upgraded asset.
“I suppose…..”
“Yes we can!”
Wonka smiled.
“Alright then, we’ll try it.”
Sales on the new product shot straight through the roof.
Charlie was thrilled, Wonka was stunned.
“I suppose more people wanted it that I had previously thought.”
Charlie rolled his eyes.
“You know nothing about adults on the outside do you?”
He quickly wished he hadn’t said that because Wonka winced.
“Willy….”
“No Charlie your right, I really have no idea about being an adult, I have spent so much time in this fantasy about making children sweets that I forgot the nicer side of Adult hood.”
Charlie hugged him and kissed his cheek.
“I’m glad your beginning to notice.”
Wonka rolled his eyes and smiled “Sex-obsessed” he hugged Charlie back, holding him till he felt content again.
“More has to be made.”
“Of course!….Willy?”
“Yes?”
“Are you still eight inches?”
Wonka swatted him.
Two weeks later and it was the 1st of February, Sixty-Eight years since they first met.
Charlie wandered down to the river, thinking back over those years, there were so many!!
Presently Wonka came along with the Oompa’s rowing his boat. It was Nine o’clock PM.
He stretched out his hand, gloved in Purple and Charlie saw the seriousness in his eyes.
He smiled and stepped on.
As they rowed away Wonka wrapped his arm round Charlie’s shoulders, holding his hand in the other. Everything was silver, like at midnight when the moon is full and everything is glazed in it. Somewhere Charlie could hear Des’ree’s “Kissing you” a song he secretly adored.
He turned and looked up at Wonka, affection and love had taken over his features and a glow came from them. Lips gently curled in a smile.
Charlie felt a little light headed. He took Wonka’s hand in his and carefully extracted the gloves with his teeth, slowly pulling the fingers and sliding the glove of. Wonka sat entranced.
Charlie placed a kiss on his palm and the back of his hand. The he repeated the performance on the other hand. The he wrapped his with Wonka’s long fingers entwined. Wonka never had his gloves off and it was like being naked, touched…Pleasured.
Wonka cupped Charlie face with his naked hands, stroking the skin, staring deep in Charlie blue eyes. He only had to moved in a little to capture those lips in a kiss.
Charlie wrapped his hands round Wonka’s wrists, closing his eyes, revealing in the feeling of the hot mouth, tongues duelling strong and keen.
The Oompas ignored all this, but exchanged silly smiles all round.
They released. Suddenly in need of some privacy.
They stumbled into Wonka’s bedroom, where only months before he had been at death’s door, now it was to be used for more energetic purposes.
“Charlie…I…..”
Charlie smiled and kissed him, taking off his own top and sliding out of his hotpants. Carefully taking off his underwear.
Wonka stared for a long time, the lithe, strong, feminine body of Charlie Bucket offering all.
Charlie stared level, certain, confident that he loved Willy enough and that Willy loved him.
Wonka loved him to death.
Carefully, Charlie started to take off Wonka’s frock coat.
“And now dear Willy, I want to make this life of ours complete…..”

WAIT IN SUSPENSE FOR CHAPTER 3!!!!!!!!!!!
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