My Goth/Punk Prince
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Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
2,755
Reviews:
32
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
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OoC|| To my loyal reviewers:
Aurora ~ Sadly, I did not forget a scence. The sex will come later. ^^
Miztikal_Dragon ~ Cute...I still don\'t know if I like that or not. xD
susuc ~ You make me happy when you say that. >.<
Mewa ~ It\'s so fun to torture you all by not posting a sex scene. It will come later. Think you can hold out for it?
Kat ~ I am not going to even to try and say I am not a mean person. I am. ^^ Anyway, I have two more chapters written, so it shouldn\'t take too long to update any more. Although, the chapters I have written now are really quite short.
Thank you all, reviews mean so much to me! ||
We should have known better. My Goth/Punk Prince and I. We should have known that we would be found. It did not matter that we were in his room or not. His family was just too big. Too wild. Too close to one another for someone not to come looking for him.
So when I awoke to the sound of three pairs of feet racing down the stairs, it was not with too much surprise. Two of them squealed. It sounded like the twins. The other roared mock menacingly. I could not be certain of who that was.
“ You can run but you can’t hide!” There. It was Liz.
“ Help! Help us!” The twins screamed and giggled.
They were so innocent and carefree. I liked them as much as I liked everyone else in this family. A lot. The twins turned even the most dull of things into something fun. And, they were adorable. Like real life chibi people.
I know I should have moved. Untangled myself from Carson. So that they would not see. More specifically, Liz. I had no idea how she might react. I didn’t want to find out either. I did not want to jeopardize Carson and my relationship. It felt so good being with him. I like the pleasure that coursed through my body when he was straddling me. Even when we were not doing anything. Much better than wanking off. Alone.
But I did not. I was too comfortable. I didn’t have the heart to move him. He looked comfortable too. His face was buried in the crook of my neck. I guess he inched up while he slept. His arms were still lazily sprawled, his body on top of me, legs twisted and entwined with mine. The warmth of his breath made me feel selfish. Made me not want to care what Liz might think. Of how bad of a situation this could put my Goth/Punk Prince in. Still I did not move him.
“Hey Carson! Could you- oh.” Liz said, entering his bedroom.
The twins slipped inside, running at the bed. My eyes opened but I did not look at them. Could not face them. I looked up. At the ceiling. I tell you, I thought it was the most fascinating thing in the world. At least, for that moment. Much better than seeing the look of disgust I feared would be on Liz’s face.
“Carson!” Lacy complained. “Come play with us!”
“Yeah! Pwease?” Casey asked, climbing onto the bed and jumping.
Liz hadn’t said anything yet. I think she just stood there, looking at us. My Goth/Punk Prince and I. Maybe she thought I would say something. I wasn’t planning on it. And he was still asleep. What a surprise. That was sarcasm. Carson could sleep through anything. Even the fire alarm. Yes. The fire alarm.
Lacy followed her brother and got onto the bed. They jumped around, trying to wake up their older sibling. Only when they landed on his foot did it work. He woke with a start. Lurching back and gasping.
“Who the fu-?” He started and then noticed who was in the room. “-dge?” He finished lamely.
Carson quickly got off of me and I sat up. He was still right next to me. He looked at the twins, at me and then faced the door. Liz was standing there. Something in her eyes.
“ Liz, we…I…” Carson stammered.
“Ha!” She exclaimed.
“Excuse me?” He asked, offended.
“ Ha! I said ‘ha’! I was right.” She laughed. More to herself than anything, I think.
“Huh?” I piped up, just as confused as my Goth/Punk Prince.
“ I /knew/ it. You both /are/ gay! Ha!” And her laughs turned into giggles. God. She really was a sixteen year old girl. I had /almost/ forgotten.
“Excuse me?” Carson questioned again, a crispness to his voice.
“ This is great! Wonderful!” She got a dreamy look on her face, eyes glazing over. “ I love being right.” Yes. Definitely a sixteen year old girl. No wonder I stick to males.
“So you’re not upset?” I questioned carefully.
“He- Heck no!” She said firmly, looking at the twins, who were still jumping around. “ Just as long as Carson stops being a friggin zombie. Really, Jesse, that /is/ what I intended to talk to you about.”
“Being gay? You knew I was gay? When?”
“ You knew he was gay?”
The questions tumbled from our mouths. Quickly. Jumbled together.
“One at a time. One at a time.” She looked at Carson. “ You. Of course I knew. He made it so obvious. All I had to do was look at him look at you.” She pointed to me, turning to look in at me.
“ I think I knew right before you, well… before you left. About the same time I figured out Carson was. I mean, I only guessed it all but in the end I was right! Right!\"
“And you’re okay with it? Us?” Carson asked slowly. He didn’t seem upset anymore. Just cautious.
“ Yes. Why wouldn’t I be? Not much will be different. Only now there’s holding hands, kissing and fu- snogging.” She grinned at us.
I felt my cheeks flush at her words. Fucking. I had tried to hard not to think about it. But she was right. At least, I hoped she was right. To feel him overpower me again…I shivered. The sensations that would course through my body if he- No! No more. I would not think of this now. Especially not here!
Someone jumped onto my back. Small arms wrapped around my neck. I laughed. I reached back and flipped one of the twins over my head. Casey. Smirking, I ticked him. He laughed and laughed and giggled. I thought he would surely wet his pants. When I stopped he was gasping for air, a big grin on his face.
Lacey reached out to him and pulled him from me.
“Come on. Mommy’s home.” And they were gone. Racing upstairs to great their mother.
Giving one last smile of victory, Liz trailed after the twins. Carson let out a long breath of relief, leaning into me.
“ They’re gone. Finally.” I chuckled at his relief.
He tilted his head back, dark green eyes staring into my own. So beautiful. I leaned forward, placing my lips to his. The kiss was long and sweet. A wrestle of tongues half way through. It would not be fun if he was completely dominate all the time. My Goth/Punk Prince did not seem to mind. He just grew more demanding. More giving. And that I did not mind either.
We lay down again. Just cuddling together. Yes. I like to cuddle. I think it’s a crime not to. I like to have him lay against me. To feel his warmth around me. To smell his cinnamony musk. I do not know how long we stayed that way. Occasionally kissing. But eventually we were summoned upstairs. For dinner. With all of Carson’s family. It would be quite a reunion.
OoC|| Review!||
Aurora ~ Sadly, I did not forget a scence. The sex will come later. ^^
Miztikal_Dragon ~ Cute...I still don\'t know if I like that or not. xD
susuc ~ You make me happy when you say that. >.<
Mewa ~ It\'s so fun to torture you all by not posting a sex scene. It will come later. Think you can hold out for it?
Kat ~ I am not going to even to try and say I am not a mean person. I am. ^^ Anyway, I have two more chapters written, so it shouldn\'t take too long to update any more. Although, the chapters I have written now are really quite short.
Thank you all, reviews mean so much to me! ||
We should have known better. My Goth/Punk Prince and I. We should have known that we would be found. It did not matter that we were in his room or not. His family was just too big. Too wild. Too close to one another for someone not to come looking for him.
So when I awoke to the sound of three pairs of feet racing down the stairs, it was not with too much surprise. Two of them squealed. It sounded like the twins. The other roared mock menacingly. I could not be certain of who that was.
“ You can run but you can’t hide!” There. It was Liz.
“ Help! Help us!” The twins screamed and giggled.
They were so innocent and carefree. I liked them as much as I liked everyone else in this family. A lot. The twins turned even the most dull of things into something fun. And, they were adorable. Like real life chibi people.
I know I should have moved. Untangled myself from Carson. So that they would not see. More specifically, Liz. I had no idea how she might react. I didn’t want to find out either. I did not want to jeopardize Carson and my relationship. It felt so good being with him. I like the pleasure that coursed through my body when he was straddling me. Even when we were not doing anything. Much better than wanking off. Alone.
But I did not. I was too comfortable. I didn’t have the heart to move him. He looked comfortable too. His face was buried in the crook of my neck. I guess he inched up while he slept. His arms were still lazily sprawled, his body on top of me, legs twisted and entwined with mine. The warmth of his breath made me feel selfish. Made me not want to care what Liz might think. Of how bad of a situation this could put my Goth/Punk Prince in. Still I did not move him.
“Hey Carson! Could you- oh.” Liz said, entering his bedroom.
The twins slipped inside, running at the bed. My eyes opened but I did not look at them. Could not face them. I looked up. At the ceiling. I tell you, I thought it was the most fascinating thing in the world. At least, for that moment. Much better than seeing the look of disgust I feared would be on Liz’s face.
“Carson!” Lacy complained. “Come play with us!”
“Yeah! Pwease?” Casey asked, climbing onto the bed and jumping.
Liz hadn’t said anything yet. I think she just stood there, looking at us. My Goth/Punk Prince and I. Maybe she thought I would say something. I wasn’t planning on it. And he was still asleep. What a surprise. That was sarcasm. Carson could sleep through anything. Even the fire alarm. Yes. The fire alarm.
Lacy followed her brother and got onto the bed. They jumped around, trying to wake up their older sibling. Only when they landed on his foot did it work. He woke with a start. Lurching back and gasping.
“Who the fu-?” He started and then noticed who was in the room. “-dge?” He finished lamely.
Carson quickly got off of me and I sat up. He was still right next to me. He looked at the twins, at me and then faced the door. Liz was standing there. Something in her eyes.
“ Liz, we…I…” Carson stammered.
“Ha!” She exclaimed.
“Excuse me?” He asked, offended.
“ Ha! I said ‘ha’! I was right.” She laughed. More to herself than anything, I think.
“Huh?” I piped up, just as confused as my Goth/Punk Prince.
“ I /knew/ it. You both /are/ gay! Ha!” And her laughs turned into giggles. God. She really was a sixteen year old girl. I had /almost/ forgotten.
“Excuse me?” Carson questioned again, a crispness to his voice.
“ This is great! Wonderful!” She got a dreamy look on her face, eyes glazing over. “ I love being right.” Yes. Definitely a sixteen year old girl. No wonder I stick to males.
“So you’re not upset?” I questioned carefully.
“He- Heck no!” She said firmly, looking at the twins, who were still jumping around. “ Just as long as Carson stops being a friggin zombie. Really, Jesse, that /is/ what I intended to talk to you about.”
“Being gay? You knew I was gay? When?”
“ You knew he was gay?”
The questions tumbled from our mouths. Quickly. Jumbled together.
“One at a time. One at a time.” She looked at Carson. “ You. Of course I knew. He made it so obvious. All I had to do was look at him look at you.” She pointed to me, turning to look in at me.
“ I think I knew right before you, well… before you left. About the same time I figured out Carson was. I mean, I only guessed it all but in the end I was right! Right!\"
“And you’re okay with it? Us?” Carson asked slowly. He didn’t seem upset anymore. Just cautious.
“ Yes. Why wouldn’t I be? Not much will be different. Only now there’s holding hands, kissing and fu- snogging.” She grinned at us.
I felt my cheeks flush at her words. Fucking. I had tried to hard not to think about it. But she was right. At least, I hoped she was right. To feel him overpower me again…I shivered. The sensations that would course through my body if he- No! No more. I would not think of this now. Especially not here!
Someone jumped onto my back. Small arms wrapped around my neck. I laughed. I reached back and flipped one of the twins over my head. Casey. Smirking, I ticked him. He laughed and laughed and giggled. I thought he would surely wet his pants. When I stopped he was gasping for air, a big grin on his face.
Lacey reached out to him and pulled him from me.
“Come on. Mommy’s home.” And they were gone. Racing upstairs to great their mother.
Giving one last smile of victory, Liz trailed after the twins. Carson let out a long breath of relief, leaning into me.
“ They’re gone. Finally.” I chuckled at his relief.
He tilted his head back, dark green eyes staring into my own. So beautiful. I leaned forward, placing my lips to his. The kiss was long and sweet. A wrestle of tongues half way through. It would not be fun if he was completely dominate all the time. My Goth/Punk Prince did not seem to mind. He just grew more demanding. More giving. And that I did not mind either.
We lay down again. Just cuddling together. Yes. I like to cuddle. I think it’s a crime not to. I like to have him lay against me. To feel his warmth around me. To smell his cinnamony musk. I do not know how long we stayed that way. Occasionally kissing. But eventually we were summoned upstairs. For dinner. With all of Carson’s family. It would be quite a reunion.
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