"So what is it that you want to talk about, Chriskz? Want to tell me how much you want to hurt and kill me?" As soon as he said this, he regretted it; he knew Chriskz wanted something else.
"That's not it at all, Tate, and by the look on your face and the rosiness in your cheeks, I can tell you know it's something completely different." He stepped closer to Tate.
"Then what is it..." Tate remained in the same spot unable to move.
"I...have these strange feelings, and I've been having these weird dreams as well..."
"What are they about?" Tate widened his stance, and crossed his arms.
"Come, on." Chriskz grabbed Tate's elbow and dragged him deeper into his quarters.
"Where are we going?" Tate didn't pull back, but didn't willingly go either.
"My room we need to talk." He pressed on, bringing him past dumb struck D2Jspers staring at Tate being dragged by Chriskz. Vague snickers were all around. "Fuck." He whispered under his breath, as people were staring. He cast a memory spell on all of them, as he opened his bedroom door, and pushed Tate in it, closing the door behind him.
"Talk about what?" Tate's face was flushed.
"My dreams..." He sat down on the couch, and patted the cushion beside him for Tate to sit. He loyally sat beside Chriskz.
"Why are you talking to me about it?" Tate folded a leg on the couch, turning to face his enemy...or so he thought to be.
"Well, I figured you should know...since you're part of them. I want you to get out of my mind, that's why. Although...I kind of like it." He smirked devilishly.
Tate was taken aback. "What sort of dreams?" But then he realized what Chriskz was talking about when he raised an eyebrow. "Chriskz, what's the matter with your brain!" He figured that sounded silly, taking in the fact that he was having dreams of the same sort. "Sorry." He looked away shyly, blushing slightly.
"Tate, I'm surprised at you. And to think I thought you were interested in Kathxx." He smirked, shaking his head.
"I ... I ... She's too hard to get... Why are you dreaming of me like that?" Tate slightly shifted backwards.
"Oh, get back here." He shifted back towards Tate. "You know, I never really disliked you in the first place... my peace offering in our first year was genuine. It's your hand-me-down friend Harua, and that Kathxx that are my real problems."
"If that's true...then how come you've been so cruel to me?"
"Maybe the jealousy was taking over? Haven't you noticed that I've never hurt you personally? Only those who were around you because I couldn't stand any of them; I hate them. I hate them all. I hate you for being with them and not me. And then there's Kathxx. She's still caught up with Harua, she always will be. Why don't you look at what's on your side of the fence?" Chriskz leaned towards Tate.
"I don't understand then why and how it took you so long to confront me and tell me how you really felt. This is our 5th year..."
"I was shy...embarrassed even."
"I don't understand why now, Chriskz, but you seem way too irresistible."
"Please don't call me Chriskz anymore."
"Okay, Chriskz." Tate felt that weird to say.
"Now, Tate, kiss me."
Tate wanted to so bad; he wanted to taste Chriskz's lips; they looked so full, so luscious. Tate could feel his body warming up, his own lips were trembling, and his guard was completely down. "D-Chriskz..."
"Kiss me." He repeated, leaning closer to Tate.
With one quick jolt, Tate pursued Chriskz. His lips were soft and wet. Chriskz moved his hands to Tate's neck, bringing him on top as he lay back. Tate stopped, looking down at the vulnerable Chriskz, wishing he could do whatsoever he pleased at the moment.
"What's the matter?" Chriskz's arms were draped around Tate's neck.
"This is wrong." Tate said. He could feel Chriskz's erection slowly becoming fuller.
"Don't deny that you're enjoying every moment. But first...why did you have to tell everyone that you didn't want to be in The Riven Mains Club?" Chriskz began loosening Tate's tie.
"Because I hated you and didn't want to have to be near you."
"I've never hated you." He took off Tate's tie and began unbuttoning his shirt.
"Then why make my life hell?" Tate shrugged off his shirt and tossed it on the floor.
"Because I couldn't stand how much I wanted you, and how much you seemed to hate me. It was almost unbearable. But that can all change now, right Tate?"
Tate bent over and kissed him, wanting badly to feel his soft lips again.
"I still think this is slightly wrong...but somehow I love it."
Chriskz pushed Tate off of him and pulled him by the shirt over to the bed, and pushing him down. "I know you like it, Tate." He pulled off Tate's pants as he was already full of life. Chriskz grasped it between his fingers and began rubbing up and down. Tate moaned. He then pushed it down across his stomach, and licked up the shaft of his cock.
"You don't know how long I've yearned for this moment." Chriskz took Tate's full length in his mouth, slowly taking it out; gazing up at Tate the whole time. Tate continued with frequent moans, unsure of why it felt so good but he placed his hand on Chriskz's head, pushing him on to continue.
"Don't stop." Tate said after a loud moan.
"Oh, so you like it now?" Chriskz stopped, and sat back on his knees.
"You stopped." Tate sat up and crawled back on top of Chriskz, proceeding to undress him, starting with his tie.
"I know you'd come to your senses, Tate."
"Hey, I thought we were on a first name basis now." Tate had the tie off, and was half way down his shirt.
"Sorry, habit." He pulled Tate down his lips parted as he kissed him. His tongue pushed as far as it could within Tate's mouth.
Tate pulled back, to reveal Chriskz's perfect pale chest. He licked his chest, before removing his pants. He slowly took them off, dropping them on the floor. He grabbed Chriskz's perfect cock, clutching it tightly as Chriskz let out a small gasp. He licked the tip before taking it in his own mouth. There was a bitter-sweet taste of his pre-cum, as he sucked up and down.
Both of Chriskz's hands were on the back of Tate's head, forcing him down. Tate slowly went further each time before completely deep-throating Chriskz easily. Chriskz was moaning, having his dreams come true.
"Fuck me." Chriskz said after awhile in a breathy tone.
Tate paused before sitting up. He moved in closer, lifting Chriskz's legs up. He hesitated.
"Fuck me." Chriskz said again with more desperation in his voice.
Tate looked at him, and licked his middle finger, and began fingering Chriskz's virgin ass. Before long he had two fingers inside Chriskz.
"Please fuck me now." Chriskz's pleas were unendurable for Tate to withstand; he took hold of his cock, and gently penetrated, slowly pushing in as deep as he could. Chriskz moaned loudly and his head went back.
Tate began moving in and out, not quite fully in. Chriskz's moans were pleasurable, as Tate began to quicken his pace. Chriskz was savouring every moment of it. He grabbed Tate around the small of his back with his legs and tried bringing him in closer; he wanted to feel every inch of Tate's cock. Tate penetrated as deep as he could, and then pulled out. Chriskz gasped loudly, when Tate entered again, pushing deep again. He, in addition, grasped Chriskz's cock, and started to rub it. He was thrusting quicker, Chriskz's moans were louder, and his hips were moving in circular motions under Tate.
"Harder." He moaned, and Tate thrust harder.
"Harder." He moaned again, and Tate thrust as hard as he could. He jolted with quick, hard motions, all the while, rubbing Chriskz's cock almost as fast and hard. And then Chriskz came, all over his perfect chest, pearly drops of his cum. Tate bent over and licked it up, Chriskz, smirking, while moaning.
"HARDER!" He cried out, Tate thrust a few more hard movements before pulling out. Chriskz sat up, and grabbed Tate's cock. He came in Chriskz's mouth as he swallowed all of it.
"You're amazing, Tate." Chriskz pulled him down to lie beside him on the bed.
"You're unbelievable, Chriskz." And he kissed him, before resting his head on his chest, Chriskz's arm, around Tate's back.
"Still hate me?" He caressed Tate's bare shoulder.
"Not really." Tate drew invisible circles on Chriskz's chest.
"Good, because I think I'm falling in love with you."
"So what is it that you want to talk about, Chriskz? Want to tell me how much you want to hurt and kill me?" As soon as he said this, he regretted it; he knew Chriskz wanted something else.
"That's not it at all, Tate, and by the look on your face and the rosiness in your cheeks, I can tell you know it's something completely different." He stepped closer to Tate.
"Then what is it..." Tate remained in the same spot unable to move.
"I...have these strange feelings, and I've been having these weird dreams as well..."
"What are they about?" Tate widened his stance, and crossed his arms.
"Come, on." Chriskz grabbed Tate's elbow and dragged him deeper into his quarters.
"Where are we going?" Tate didn't pull back, but didn't willingly go either.
"My room we need to talk." He pressed on, bringing him past dumb struck D2Jspers staring at Tate being dragged by Chriskz. Vague snickers were all around. "Fuck." He whispered under his breath, as people were staring. He cast a memory spell on all of them, as he opened his bedroom door, and pushed Tate in it, closing the door behind him.
"Talk about what?" Tate's face was flushed.
"My dreams..." He sat down on the couch, and patted the cushion beside him for Tate to sit. He loyally sat beside Chriskz.
"Why are you talking to me about it?" Tate folded a leg on the couch, turning to face his enemy...or so he thought to be.
"Well, I figured you should know...since you're part of them. I want you to get out of my mind, that's why. Although...I kind of like it." He smirked devilishly.
Tate was taken aback. "What sort of dreams?" But then he realized what Chriskz was talking about when he raised an eyebrow. "Chriskz, what's the matter with your brain!" He figured that sounded silly, taking in the fact that he was having dreams of the same sort. "Sorry." He looked away shyly, blushing slightly.
"Tate, I'm surprised at you. And to think I thought you were interested in Kathxx." He smirked, shaking his head.
"I ... I ... She's too hard to get... Why are you dreaming of me like that?" Tate slightly shifted backwards.
"Oh, get back here." He shifted back towards Tate. "You know, I never really disliked you in the first place... my peace offering in our first year was genuine. It's your hand-me-down friend Harua, and that Kathxx that are my real problems."
"If that's true...then how come you've been so cruel to me?"
"Maybe the jealousy was taking over? Haven't you noticed that I've never hurt you personally? Only those who were around you because I couldn't stand any of them; I hate them. I hate them all. I hate you for being with them and not me. And then there's Kathxx. She's still caught up with Harua, she always will be. Why don't you look at what's on your side of the fence?" Chriskz leaned towards Tate.
"I don't understand then why and how it took you so long to confront me and tell me how you really felt. This is our 5th year..."
"I was shy...embarrassed even."
"I don't understand why now, Chriskz, but you seem way too irresistible."
"Please don't call me Chriskz anymore."
"Okay, Chriskz." Tate felt that weird to say.
"Now, Tate, kiss me."
Tate wanted to so bad; he wanted to taste Chriskz's lips; they looked so full, so luscious. Tate could feel his body warming up, his own lips were trembling, and his guard was completely down. "D-Chriskz..."
"Kiss me." He repeated, leaning closer to Tate.
With one quick jolt, Tate pursued Chriskz. His lips were soft and wet. Chriskz moved his hands to Tate's neck, bringing him on top as he lay back. Tate stopped, looking down at the vulnerable Chriskz, wishing he could do whatsoever he pleased at the moment.
"What's the matter?" Chriskz's arms were draped around Tate's neck.
"This is wrong." Tate said. He could feel Chriskz's erection slowly becoming fuller.
"Don't deny that you're enjoying every moment. But first...why did you have to tell everyone that you didn't want to be in The Riven Mains Club?" Chriskz began loosening Tate's tie.
"Because I hated you and didn't want to have to be near you."
"I've never hated you." He took off Tate's tie and began unbuttoning his shirt.
"Then why make my life hell?" Tate shrugged off his shirt and tossed it on the floor.
"Because I couldn't stand how much I wanted you, and how much you seemed to hate me. It was almost unbearable. But that can all change now, right Tate?"
Tate bent over and kissed him, wanting badly to feel his soft lips again.
"I still think this is slightly wrong...but somehow I love it."
Chriskz pushed Tate off of him and pulled him by the shirt over to the bed, and pushing him down. "I know you like it, Tate." He pulled off Tate's pants as he was already full of life. Chriskz grasped it between his fingers and began rubbing up and down. Tate moaned. He then pushed it down across his stomach, and licked up the shaft of his cock.
"You don't know how long I've yearned for this moment." Chriskz took Tate's full length in his mouth, slowly taking it out; gazing up at Tate the whole time. Tate continued with frequent moans, unsure of why it felt so good but he placed his hand on Chriskz's head, pushing him on to continue.
"Don't stop." Tate said after a loud moan.
"Oh, so you like it now?" Chriskz stopped, and sat back on his knees.
"You stopped." Tate sat up and crawled back on top of Chriskz, proceeding to undress him, starting with his tie.
"I know you'd come to your senses, Tate."
"Hey, I thought we were on a first name basis now." Tate had the tie off, and was half way down his shirt.
"Sorry, habit." He pulled Tate down his lips parted as he kissed him. His tongue pushed as far as it could within Tate's mouth.
Tate pulled back, to reveal Chriskz's perfect pale chest. He licked his chest, before removing his pants. He slowly took them off, dropping them on the floor. He grabbed Chriskz's perfect cock, clutching it tightly as Chriskz let out a small gasp. He licked the tip before taking it in his own mouth. There was a bitter-sweet taste of his pre-cum, as he sucked up and down.
Both of Chriskz's hands were on the back of Tate's head, forcing him down. Tate slowly went further each time before completely deep-throating Chriskz easily. Chriskz was moaning, having his dreams come true.
"Fuck me." Chriskz said after awhile in a breathy tone.
Tate paused before sitting up. He moved in closer, lifting Chriskz's legs up. He hesitated.
"Fuck me." Chriskz said again with more desperation in his voice.
Tate looked at him, and licked his middle finger, and began fingering Chriskz's virgin ass. Before long he had two fingers inside Chriskz.
"Please fuck me now." Chriskz's pleas were unendurable for Tate to withstand; he took hold of his cock, and gently penetrated, slowly pushing in as deep as he could. Chriskz moaned loudly and his head went back.
Tate began moving in and out, not quite fully in. Chriskz's moans were pleasurable, as Tate began to quicken his pace. Chriskz was savouring every moment of it. He grabbed Tate around the small of his back with his legs and tried bringing him in closer; he wanted to feel every inch of Tate's cock. Tate penetrated as deep as he could, and then pulled out. Chriskz gasped loudly, when Tate entered again, pushing deep again. He, in addition, grasped Chriskz's cock, and started to rub it. He was thrusting quicker, Chriskz's moans were louder, and his hips were moving in circular motions under Tate.
"Harder." He moaned, and Tate thrust harder.
"Harder." He moaned again, and Tate thrust as hard as he could. He jolted with quick, hard motions, all the while, rubbing Chriskz's cock almost as fast and hard. And then Chriskz came, all over his perfect chest, pearly drops of his cum. Tate bent over and licked it up, Chriskz, smirking, while moaning.
"HARDER!" He cried out, Tate thrust a few more hard movements before pulling out. Chriskz sat up, and grabbed Tate's cock. He came in Chriskz's mouth as he swallowed all of it.
"You're amazing, Tate." Chriskz pulled him down to lie beside him on the bed.
"You're unbelievable, Chriskz." And he kissed him, before resting his head on his chest, Chriskz's arm, around Tate's back.
"Still hate me?" He caressed Tate's bare shoulder.
"Not really." Tate drew invisible circles on Chriskz's chest.
"Good, because I think I'm falling in love with you."