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Still Careful What You Wish For	By : shikiblade Category: G through L > Goosebump Series Views: 4950 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Here comes the sex scenes. I didn't put the correct tags in, so i'll tag chapter content as needed.

Chapter tags: HJ, Oral, M/M, Minor2, Solo
If these things don't suit you, skipping this won't change the plot. It will be evident when things are getting a little sexual. Ether way, enjoy.

Chapter Four

“How are you managing this?” Dad asked. He had just beaten me twice at chess and I hadn’t put up much of a struggle in playing.

“Beats me,” I told dad.

“The competition mustn’t be very stiff,” Dad packed up the set and put it away.

“Stiffer than I thought it would be,” I answered.

“Is there something you want to tell me?” Dad asked.

“I think I’m going to finish Chess Club after the competition,” I told dad.

“How come?”

“I just think I could do something else with my time,” I explained.

“Well, if that is the way you feel, then that’s fine. So long as you keep playing with your old man,” Dad answered.

“Promise dad.” I said with a smile. I went up to my room to hear Rhys and one of his friends playing music rather loudly. I thumped on his door.

“Can you keep it down?” I yelled.

“What do we get?” Rhys asked as he answered the door.

“My gratitude,” I offered.

“Anything more real?” Rhys asked. I hate bribing him, but I wanted some peace. I passed him two chocolate bars from my stash in the pantry, and he took them with delight. The door closed, the music turned down and I heard a high five.

And while I hate bribery, I do love getting even. I held up two of Rhys’ chocolate bars from his stash and waved them at him through the closed door.

“Sucker!” I said softly.

In my room I put one of the bars in my bag for tomorrow, and lay back on my bed. I wanted some relief to what was going on. I slid a hand down my pants and started to play with myself, and as I did so, I thought back about two years to when Bronson and I had done a little experimenting to satisfy his curiosity.

Bronson had been staying over and we had been watching movies in my room on my computer. Rhys, whom we had to entertain as well, had started falling asleep during the movie. When it ended, we sent him off to bed, and (for once) he actually went without complaint. Bronson and I then got served some hot chocolate from mum, who was going to bed, and she said we could stay up and talk so long as we were quiet.

“You’ve got really cool parents” Bronson said.

“Wish dad had been here, but he’s away,” I answered.

“Still, I like them,” Bronson went on. “How did they deal with you coming out?”

“Well, Mum was a bit uncertain at first, but I think she just took a bit of time to process it. She knows she is going to get some grandkids out of Rhys. All the pressure is on him though. Dad was pretty okay about it.”

“Cool,” Bronson said, then sipped his hot chocolate and looked rather awkward.

His eyes darted from my face down to my crotch then back up, seemed embarrassed that I’d seen, so looked away.

“What’s up?” I asked.

“I’ve been wondering about being gay and what it’s like,” Bronson admitted sheepishly.

“How so?” I asked.

“Just what a naked guy would feel like and sucking dick and all that,” he explained. “I don’t want to take it up the butt, but just mild curiosity.” His face had gone very red.

“So you want to experiment with me?” I asked. Bronson just gave a sheepish nod and skulled down the last of his drink.

I finished mine off and put the mug down on my desk. Bronson was sitting against my bed. I stood up and walked over to him and offered him a hand. He took it and stood up in front of me. He looked me in the eye and I stepped a bit closer to him. My dick was hard by this point, and I pressed it gently against him as I pulled him into a hug. I could feel his cock though the pants of his PJs. We loosened the hug a bit, I then leaned in and kissed him. Bronson kissed me back readily. I pulled him close to me and held him as we kissed.

For a moment, he simply stood there, and then slipped his arms around my waist. I put one hand on the back of his head and the other around his shoulder as we kept kissing. He was getting hard and pulled me in closer. He ran a hand up and down my back and it felt really nice. I stroked the back of his head while my other hand rubbed his back. I lowered that hand a bit further to the hem of is PJ shirt. I slipped it underneath and felt his warm skin. I felt him copy me as a hand slipped up my back and came to a rest between my shoulder-blades.

I moved my head and started licking his neck. He hissed quietly through his teeth as I lifted his shirt and pulled it over his head. He stood before me with a strong athletic figure. It was beautiful with light muscle and pale skin. He reached out and put a hand up my shirt and pulled it off. I was not as well defined and had signs of chest hair coming through. He simply smiled and stepped forward and started kissing me again. I lightly pushed him backwards and he landed on my bed and I climbed on top of him. I began grinding into him and feeling so excited. I had dreamed of this a number of times, however I never thought it would happen.

I started kissing my way down his body. I started at his neck at the sensitive point I had discovered, and then went to his nipples. He took another hissing breath as I teased first his right nipple, then his left. My tongue danced across each nipple in turn and he would jerk and wriggle under my touch.

While I did this, I let my hands drop to the chord tying his PJ pants on. I started undoing the knot there, and pulled them down. Bronson was in nothing but his underwear now. I had seen him in speedos a number of times at school swimming events and even naked in the change rooms, but this was so different. This was very up close and personal. I looked up at him and he was watching me so intently. I slowly reached out and stroked his hard dick. I gently run my hand up and down, teasing him through the material. I then slowly pulled them down. First was the pubic hair, and my anxiety almost doubled. Then as I continued to pull, his dick slowly revealed itself, before it sprung up hard and erect, pointing its cut head at me. As I pulled off his underwear completely, I opened my mouth and took a lick of his dick. He pulled away slightly, but he couldn’t go far. I then gave him another lick as I threw his underwear to one side.

“Do it,” he whispered quietly. I wasn’t sure if he was desperate or as full of anxiety as I was, or simply in the mood to get blown. Either way, I didn’t care. I opened my mouth and took the head in and started to suck. I heard him let out a quiet moan, before he reached and grabbed something. When I looked up, he was moaning quietly into a pillow. I kept sucking, taking in more and more as I could manage, while he continued to moan in a muffled tone and then buck his hips a little.

“How’s that?” I asked as I pulled away. I lowered myself slightly and lightly ran my tongue over his balls. He nearly jumped off the bed in both surprise and sensation. I did it again in a slightly different place, and then licked my way up his dick again. I started sucking some more and I could taste precum dripping from the end of his dick. I kept the end of his dick in my mouth and ran my tongue over the tip of his dick, tasting the precum thick and sweet. I felt his hand suddenly on my head, and I took it in my hand to calm him a bit. I then started sucking him, deeper and as far as I could go before I gagged.

Bronson pushed me away suddenly and landed me on the floor, him on top of me. He started to grind his hard cock into me and kissed me. He then lowered himself and started to lick at my nipples. It felt so wild. I lurched under him at the sensation. His tongue darted back and forth quickly in little flicks. I held his head gently and pushed him onto my nipple. He covered his mouth around it and continued to lick it like that. I muffled a moan and nearly lost it when he went to my other nipple. The anticipation was massively intense.

I felt his hands slide down me; one disappeared as he used it to balance himself, and the other started groping my dick. I hissed at the roughness and he played more gently. He lowered himself down to my crotch and pulled at my pants, taking them off and throwing them to one side. He had me in my underwear, and he rubbed my dick again, feeling it through my underwear. He then pulled them down and revealed my own uncut cock. He lowered himself and held it at the base of the shaft. There was a moment of hesitation where he thought about what he was about to do, and then decided he was going to follow through. He gave a small little suck on the tip, then took in a bit more, then lowered his head down and started sucking me properly.

“Oh fuck yeah,” I moaned. Bronson wasn’t my first, but he was certainly the one I wanted at that time, and he felt really good. I let him experiment with sucking my dick, which at times was really exciting, and others were a bit dull. I imagine I was quite the same for him. Bronson then pulled away and started to tease my balls with his tongue, lust like I had to him. I used every ounce of power in will I had not to laugh out loud. I saw my shirt and used it as a muffler to quiet the sound.

I reached down with one hand and took his. He held it as he kept licking my balls and then going back to sucking my dick. I did my best not to buck my hips, since I didn’t want him to gag suddenly. Every sensation of him being there was awesome.

After a bit, Bronson came up to lie on top of me again. He grinded into my naked body and I did the same to him as he kissed me. I rolled him onto his side on my bedroom floor and grabbed his dick and started to jerk it. I knew he would need some lube, but I decided to simply spit in my hand and it seemed to suffice for a bit. Bronson took my dick in his hand and started jerking me off as well. We looked each other in the eyes as we jerked.

“I want you to cum on me,” I said.

“I’ll do it,” he said, and I began to jerk him harder. He left my dick alone as he positioned himself over me. I continued jerking him, watching his face as the feeling built up very soon, he started to moan lightly, and then a bit louder. His hips bucked wildly as his cock slid in and out of my hand and I felt hot cum shoot all over my torso. His face, twisted in pleasure, relaxed as he looked down, breathing hard, and the huge amount of cum he had sprayed all over me.

My turn,” I said, pushing him gently onto his back. He started to jerk me off again and I could feel my orgasm building quickly. As he jerked me off a bit faster, I felt myself losing control. I thrust my hips and moaned as I ejaculated. A spray of cum landed all over Bronson’s chest and a small amount on one cheek.

I felt better. I had cum all over my chest, but in my mind I could see Bronson with cum all over his, or perhaps a facial. In either case, my orgasm had delivered and I relaxed on the bed. That night had been continuous fuel for jerking off, although I don’t see Bronson as more than a friend.
I took some tissues and cleaned myself up and then lay back on my bed. For a while I simply lay there and floated in the relaxed sensation, and for a while my worries were quiet.
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