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dave sighs and looks at his phone. his dad was going to pick him up soon from the skatepark.

he stretches out and yawns, looking around the park for anybody that catches his eye.

his dad doesnt know this, but he mostly just goes to this park because some of the people he sees doing tricks are kind of hot. hes never had a boyfriend, but he hopes maybe one day someone will notice *him* and ask him out.

hes zoning out a bit on his phone when a guy sits next to him on the bench. he doesnt notice at first, but he peeks at him for a second or two

he has blonde hair and tan skin with a bunch of scars on his arms, and even though his shirt isnt that tight, he looks really muscular.

he feels his cheeks get hot at how close he is to this guy. its one thing to stare from far away, but hes up close and hes-

"you got a staring problem, little guy?"

he stutters for a minute, not realizing he was staring.

"i- um...i didnt mean to?"

he hears the guy scoff and realizes that hes probably alot older than him, atleast 19.

he decides to put a song on to distract himself from the tension in the air, but before he can decide on a playlist, the guy says something that catches him offguard

"i always see you here. you never do anything other than sit here and do...whatever it is you do."

he is so busted

"well- i just..like the atmosphere i guess."

"huh. i just assumed you were being a little stalker."

dave can hear the playful tone in his voice, but he still feels a bit intimidated. he starts fidgeting with the lint on his sweatpants.

"yknow, its rude not to introduce yourself."

"sorry...."

they sit in silence for a minute.

"my names bro. whats yours?"

he has a southern drawl, dave now realizes. it sounds kind of cute.

"my names..dave."

"well dave, im gonna assume youre, what, 17? 18?"

he hesitates a moment before telling him his actual age

"im 16..."

"really? you look pretty mature."

he looks up from his pants and notices bro is..really fucking hot. he has stubble on his face and these stupidly cute triangular glasses, and dave was right, he is pretty muscular.

"oh- um. thank you, mr bro.."

he felt really stupid calling him that, but his dad always taught him to call adults 'mr' or 'ms' to show respect

"you got pesterchum?"

"yeah. do you...um. do you want it?"

"mhm."

he nervously exchanges pesterchum handles with bro, getting really flustered that hes held a conversation with someone this hot for so long. he forgot to ask how old he was, but by the time his dad got there bro was already gone. he said he had to go home and run errands, but hed text him later when he could

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his dad had apologized on the carride home for being a bit late, not that dave cared. if he came on time, he probably wouldnt have been able to talk to bro.

when they get inside, dave watches tv for a bit before he hears his phone chime with a notification

timaeusTestified [TT] began pestering turntechGodhead [TG]

TT: Hey.

TG: hey! how are you

TT: I'm good. Kind of tipsy.

TG: oh. um

TG: i hope youre having a good time, i guess?

TT: Thanks kid. I will.

TT: So, besides creeping on guys, what else do you do?

TG: i dont creep on guys!

TG: and i like to make comics and music sometimes

TG: i like talking to my other friends rose jade and john

TT: That sounds nice, Dave.

TG: yeah!!! theyre really nice to me

TG: oh i forgot to ask but how old r you?

TT: Im 24. Thats not a problem, is it?

he looked at the screen and felt his stomach drop. his dad wouldve never actually let him hang out with someone that much older, but it couldnt be that bad. its not like bro had said anything sexual to him...

then again, he was old enough to be his brother or something.

but he didnt wanna lose this really cool guy. he felt like they could connect, even if he was a little older than him.

even if it made him a bit queasy.

TG: yeah! its not a problem at all!

TT: Good. I didn't think it would be.

TG: so um.

TG: what were those errands

TT: Had to get groceries. Then I had to get more alc and weed. You know.

TG: not really. ive never done that stuff before

TT: Really?

TT: I did it when I was your age

TG: my dad says im too young to do that stuff

TT: Your dad sounds like no fun.

TG: sometimes he isnt

TG: hey im gonna go to bed. do you wanna talk tomorrow?

TT: Sure thing.

TT: Gnight little man.

turntechGodhead [TG] ceased pestering timaeusTestified [TT]

the next few weeks consisted of dave texting bro more and his friends less. they questioned him about it, but he only said that he was busy with a project.

the last real conversation he had was with rose. she noticed him distancing himself, and unlike her two friends she wasnt afraid to say something

tentacleTherapist [TT] began pestering turntechGodhead [TG]

TT: Dave.

TG: yeah

TT: It's come to my attention that you've been bailing on me, John, and Jade.

TT: Is there something you want to tell me?

TG: um. no

TT: Are you sure?

TT: You haven't made any...new friends?

TG: what? whatre you talking about rose

TG: you guys are my only friends. im just busy with a project.

TT: I see.

TT: Well, please do remember that we're all here for you, Dave.

TG: thx rose

TG: <3

TT: You're welcome, Strider

tentacleTherapist [TT] ceased pestering turntechGodhead [TG]

he didnt mean to keep blowing his friends off, but he was really interested in bro, despite his cryptic and mysterious answers to his questions. dave just assumed that all adults were like that.

he made a mental note to make it up to them later, but later never came

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bro really was a nice guy. he made puppets by hand and had a few websites that dave checked out. one of them was password protected, and a few were a little...dubious, but he didnt mind. it was more than he could do with his own comic site.

the puppets kind of creeped him out, but he pushed his feelings aside for the moment. bro was just doing all that stuff for a bit.

when friday came, he decided to ask bro what was up with the password protected site

turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering timaeusTestified [TT]

TG: hey

TG: so ive been looking at your websites and i gotta ask

TG: whats up with that weird password protected one? you never gave me the password so i kind of assumed you sent it by accident

TT: Oh. That one.

TT: It's got some pretty hardcore stuff on it. You sure you wanna look at it?

dave got a bit uneasy at the implications of this, but he wasnt a pussy, so he pressed on

TG: what do you mean by hardcore?

he didnt know what kind of answer he was expecting, but the way bro said hardcore was making his stomach twist

TT: You really wanna know?

TT: You're kinda young for that, aren't you?

TT: But I guess I could make an exception.

his fingers hovered over the keyboard for a second. he didnt know what he expected from this conversation, but something about this felt really off.

but if he backed out now, bro would probably just think he was another stupid kid.

TG: yeah dude! whats the password?

TT: SmuppetSnuff.

TT: Don't say I didnt warn you, little man.

TG: pfft im sure i can handle it

TT: Mhm.

he scrolls back to the urls that bro sent him the other night, then clicks on the one with a password protection screen.

his hands get sweaty as he types in the password, "SmuppetSnuff"

the first thing he sees is a picture of some kind of flashlight looking thing with a hole in the middle. at first he doesnt think its anything bad, but as he looks at it more, he realizes what its supposed to be shaped like

"Oh dude! Gross..."

he cant tell if he wants to giggle or throw up or both at the same time, but he presses on. this is probably just one of bros ironic bits.

theres a caption underneath the photo, and when he reads it he feels his hands get clammy

Thinking about a cutie I met a few weeks ago. Shes pretty cool, kind of shy for my taste.

Maybe I can get her to come out of her shell soon..

he wasnt talking about him, right?

theres no way he was talking about him. it mustve been some kind of joke, he mustve been talking about another girl.

not that dave was a girl..

yeah, hes not a girl, so he mustve been talking about some other girl.

he realizes his pesterchum has been pinging, so he opens the app back up on his phone

TT: So? What'd you think?

TT: Pretty fuckin' rad, right?

TT: Davey? You there?

TG: yeah sorry

TG: whos that girl youre talking about?

TT: Wow. Thats all you saw?

TT: How come it took you so long to respond. You weren't scared or anything, were you? Lol

TG: um. no

TG: whos the girl!!!! tell me

TG: were friends right

TT: We are, but I dont think its any of your business

TT: Why? You want it to be you?

his heart skipped a beat. did bro know what he was doing? hes just toying with him now. its kind of mean. and weird..

TG: NO!!

TG: if it was id be kind of scared

TG: but i know it isnt so its okay. i just wanted to ask so you could tell me more about yourself..

TT: Hm. Cute.

TT: Maybe I'll tell you soon.

he shivers, getting goosebumps up and down his arms for whatever reason. its not like he has a huge crush on him or anything.

TT: Hey kid.

TT: You ever had a sleepover?

TG: um. no

TG: why?

TT: Well I was just asking in case you ever wanted to come over.

TT: I got plenty of room. We could play video games.

he tries typing a response that doesnt sound too wimpy, but he ends up sounding wimpy anyways

TG: um..i dont know if my dad would appreciate that

TT: You dont have to tell him, Davey. It can be a me-and-you thing.

TG: well..

TG: i guess i could think about it

TT: Great. I could always pick you up from school if you want.

TG: wont my dad get suspicious?

TT: Wow. You really care what your old man thinks of you hanging out with your friend?

TT: Just tell him youre having a sleepover at your friends house. No harm done there, right?

TG: yeah i guess

TT: When do you want to come over? Does next weekend sound good?

TG: um. sure i guess

TT: You sure do "guess" alot. Yes or no?

TG: yes

TT: Good boy.

TT: See you Friday. <3

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dave sighed and nervously checked his phone. bro had said he was gonna pick him up outside of school soon, and he was really nervous that someone might question why he was getting into some random strangers car instead of going on the bus home. dave had already made up a lie about going over to a friends house for a last minute sleepover, and his dad didn't question it. he hated that he had to lie to him, but he really wanted to see bro and hang out. its not like bro *wasnt* a friend, so he wasn't technically lying.
he saw a dingy looking pick-up truck pull up, and his phone buzzed in his pocket. he quickly checked it and realized that this was bro. he hopped into the passenger seat and buckled his seatbelt, picking at a hangnail on his finger and trying not to stare at bro.
"Don't pick. You anxious or somethin'?"
"Um..Yeah. I feel bad lying to my dad."
he hears bro scoff and start the truck, pulling off and starting their journey to his one bedroom apartment.
"Don't feel bad. I've lied to my parents all the time. You get used to it after a while. They ain't always supposed to know everythin' you're doin' all the time. You're 16, anyways. You're old enough to make your own decisions."
he feels bro ruffle his hair, and he smiles to himself. he was right. hes old enough to make his own decisions now. he shouldnt have to get babied by his dad all the time..
once they make it to the apartment, bro closes the door and tells dave he can make himself at home. theres a ridiculous amount of energy drinks and beer in the fridge, and the living room reeks of marijuana, but he doesnt say much. he doesnt want bro to think hes a pussy.
"So, you wanna play a game? I got alot of 'em."
he nods and kicks his shoes off, getting comfortable on the couch. bro sits really close to him, but he doesnt mind. he boots up the system and hands him a controller, then picks some shitty skateboarding game called tony hawks pro skater. he giggles a little at the name but lets bro show him all the controls. he doesnt quite understand how to play still, so he just spams random buttons and accidentally gets stuck in a wall.
"Not bad. Did you do that on purpose?"
"Uh...Yeah.."
obviously he didnt, but he tries to play it off like he totally meant to get his character halfway stuck into a wall. he sees bro glitch his character out so that he gets stuck inside one of the staircases, face first.
they continue doing this, and eventually the game crashes. dave is giggling alot, and he catches bro smile occasionally. once the game crashes bro gets up to go to his room, leaving dave on the couch by himself. he comes back with a blunt and lights it up, taking a hit and blowing the smoke in daves face. he coughs and waves the smoke out of his face, a little irritated.
"You want some?"
"Umm. No..."
"Aww. C'mon. It's not that bad. Just try it."
"Bro-"
"Try it. If you don't like it then I won't force you to. But you can't say you don't like it if you've never tried it.."
he sighs and takes a little hit. bro scoffs and tells him to take a bigger one, which he does, and he starts coughing and tearing up.
"So?"
"My throat hurts..."
"Go get a drink."
dave goes to the kitchen and gets an energy drink for himself and a beer for bro because he felt like itd make bro like him more.
"Awww. Good boy. You fetched me a beer without me havin' to ask. You must really wanna be my friend, huh?"
"Mmm...Yyeah.."
"C'mere. Have some more."
bro basically forces him to smoke an entire blunt, and he goes to get another one while dave sits on the couch, thinking about why he even bothered coming to his house. when he comes back, he sits down and pulls dave into his lap. dave mumbles about being tired, but he doesnt think his "friend" cares very much. he starts groping at dave, touching his breasts and caressing his hips.
"C-can you stop..touching me?"
"Aw. You don't like it when I touch you, Davey? What about here?"
he reaches a hand into daves pants, rubbing against his clit and breathing down his neck. the smaller male moans, trying to push bro off, but he shushes him and starts kissing and sucking at his neck.
"You sure you don't want me to touch you? You seem awfully desperate right now.."
"But- My dad-"
"What about him? He's not gonna know. And besides, I know when I'm high, I love to be touched and taken care of. Don't you wanna feel good?"
he huffs, contemplating. bro doesnt give him time to answer, though. he shimmies daves pants and boxers off and continues rubbing at him, his own hardon pressing against his back.
"Uuugh...."
"Don't worry, Davey. I can wear a condom if you want me to."
dave just whimpers and lets bro take his cock out, rubbing it against him.
"Or we could go raw. That's fine. I don't got nothin'. And I doubt you've done this before. This your first time, baby?"
"Umm. Y-yeah.."
bro repositions him so that theyre facing eachother, then makes out with him. he tastes like beer.. he squeals as he feels bros dick twitch against him.
"Shhh. Don't be too loud, okay? Neighbors might get mad..."
he nods and lets his "friend" rut against him until he eventually stuffs the tip of his dick into his cunt. dave squirms and pants, but bro just holds him down and shushes him until hes calmed down again.
"C'mon. Be a good girl...Fuuck.."
"Nnnot a girl-"
"Shh."
bro continues humping dave, not caring that he didnt exactly say yes to his advances. he just wanted a quickie and that was it. dave didnt have to be such a baby about it.
the smaller boy whimpers and cums on bros dick. he sounds so pathetic that it almost makes him regret taking him home. almost. he keeps fucking into him, rougher now, tugging his glove off with his teeth and stuffing it in daves mouth to muffle his sounds. he keeps mumbling praise and kissing him, making sure that he knows hes doing a great job and hes making bro feel awfully good.
"Goood boy. You're so perfect. You like this? You wanna do this next week?"
"Mnnghff-"
bro chuckles and takes the glove out of his mouth, wanting to hear dave beg for more.
"P-please! But- M-my dad can't find out.."
"And he won't, if you keep your mouth shut.."
he can feel himself reaching that peak, and he fucks into dave as fast as he can, loving the little noises hes making.
he pulls out and cums, getting it all over the younger boys tummy. he forces him down on his knees and grabs him by the back of his head, shoving his dick in his face.
"Go on and clean me off. Then I'll get you cleaned up and you can take a little nap. That sound good, Davey?"
"Uhm. Mhmm.."
he lazily sucks the cum off of bros dick, whimpering but not saying much. once bro is satisfied he leads dave to the bathroom to wipe him off with a wet cloth, kissing him a few times and ruffling his hair. he leads him to his bedroom and lets him curl up to take a nap.
"Go ahead. I can sleep on the couch. You must be exhausted after your first time, Davey. It's okay."
"T-thank you, Bro...Did I do good?"
"You did great. You're a good boy."
he kisses him on the forehead and tucks him into bed, walking away and turning off the light. its only mid-afternoon but he falls asleep eventually..