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Jake lay quietly in his bed. His door was closed and his family fast asleep. The only light shone from his window laying a dim orange glow on his wall. He was sitting up in his bed staring at his closet door, which was open slightly, revealing the darkness inside of it. He felt stupid being 17 and still being afraid of the dark. His friends had gotten over it but he couldn’t understand why. He was always afraid of monsters or creature coming out of it and shedding his body to bits.
At that moment Jake heard a small creak as the door opened more. “It’s just my imagination” he thought to himself. “The wind probably blew it open.” which he immediately ruled out since the window was closed and it was burning hot in his room. Then his sneaking suspicion was confirmed as he noticed, in the dim light, a hand peer around the corner and open the door more. The hand withdrew leaving a slimy green hand print where the hand was. The door opened fully and a pair of yellow eyes shone through the darkness.
Jake immediately dove under the covers, afraid to see anymore. Then he heard a boys voice say “Don’t be afraid Jake.” He slowly came out from under his covers to see a boy around his own age standing in the middle of his room. The boy was completely naked, and had the perfect body with a flat stomach and a powerful looking chest. His eyes shone in the dark and Jake could see there was a thin layer of green goo dripping off his body slowly.
“Who- who are you?” Jake asked, no longer as scared.
“I’m your best nightmare.” the boy replied.
“Are- are you the- boogie man?” he asked, feeling stupid saying those words.
The boy slowly approached his bed leaving slimy foot prints on the floor. “I’ve been called that. But now you can call me your best friend, your brother, and your lover.” He sat on the bottom of the bed. Jake leaned as far back against his headboard as he could.
“What are you talking about?” Jake asked. The boy begun climbing on top of him, his eyes never leaving Jake’s face.
“I’ve been watching you Jake. I know what you like and what you want. You like me and what you want is to be in here.” he said sitting up and patting his stomach.
Jake couldn’t deny it. He loved everything the boy was talking about. “So I’m gonna get eaten and die?” he asked, totally scared by the thought.
The other boy laughed. “Of course not! You’ll be completely invulnerable to any acids. And then, when you’ve had enough, or you fall asleep, I’ll take you out, clean you off and when you wake up, you won’t remember a thing.”
This startled Jake a bit “But I do want to remember.” And he saw the boy’s eyes go wide.
“You do?” He said in shock. “Other kids get freaked out by the whole idea of remembering this. You’re the first to want it.”
“So this whole performance is just for your pleasure?” Jake asked.
“Usually” the boy said. “But tonight, it will be for both of us.” and with that, the boy leaned over top of Jake connecting their lips in a passionate kiss. Jake refused at first, finding this whole experience new for him, but then eventually gave himself over to the boy, wrapping his arms around the other boys neck.
Meanwhile, the boy had pulled the covers off of Jake revealing his boxers and t-shirt. The boy took his lips off of Jake “Well this is gonna be a problem.” he whispered. He moved his hand down to the hem of Jake’s t shirt and moved his hand up the shirt. Jake shuddered in pleasure as he felt the tingle of the warm slimy hand moving around his belly. The boy continued up towards the neck line where he rested his hand on Jake’s chest, the used his other hand to pull his shirt off.
He leaned back in for another kiss but Jake grabbed the other boy’s broad shoulders and flipped him over, during which time, the boy hit his foot on the wall. He started laughing but Jake shushed him. “I think my mom might have hear that.” And sure enough, shuffled footsteps came from the dark hallway. Jake immediately flung the covers over both of then and he poked his head and pretended to sleep just as him mom opened the door to his room.
“Jake?” she whispered “is everything alright? I heard a bang.” She stood there for a minute, to see if he was really sleeping, while under the covers, the boy moved his hand down to Jake’s boxers and put his hand down the seam. Jake let out a small gasp of pleasure at the back of his throat, hoping his mom didn’t here it. After a minute she left, and the two boys tossed the covers away. Jake lay there panting quietly while the other boy got up and closed the door.
“Are you ready for the best part?” He asked. “Cause it’s feeding time.”
At that moment Jake heard a small creak as the door opened more. “It’s just my imagination” he thought to himself. “The wind probably blew it open.” which he immediately ruled out since the window was closed and it was burning hot in his room. Then his sneaking suspicion was confirmed as he noticed, in the dim light, a hand peer around the corner and open the door more. The hand withdrew leaving a slimy green hand print where the hand was. The door opened fully and a pair of yellow eyes shone through the darkness.
Jake immediately dove under the covers, afraid to see anymore. Then he heard a boys voice say “Don’t be afraid Jake.” He slowly came out from under his covers to see a boy around his own age standing in the middle of his room. The boy was completely naked, and had the perfect body with a flat stomach and a powerful looking chest. His eyes shone in the dark and Jake could see there was a thin layer of green goo dripping off his body slowly.
“Who- who are you?” Jake asked, no longer as scared.
“I’m your best nightmare.” the boy replied.
“Are- are you the- boogie man?” he asked, feeling stupid saying those words.
The boy slowly approached his bed leaving slimy foot prints on the floor. “I’ve been called that. But now you can call me your best friend, your brother, and your lover.” He sat on the bottom of the bed. Jake leaned as far back against his headboard as he could.
“What are you talking about?” Jake asked. The boy begun climbing on top of him, his eyes never leaving Jake’s face.
“I’ve been watching you Jake. I know what you like and what you want. You like me and what you want is to be in here.” he said sitting up and patting his stomach.
Jake couldn’t deny it. He loved everything the boy was talking about. “So I’m gonna get eaten and die?” he asked, totally scared by the thought.
The other boy laughed. “Of course not! You’ll be completely invulnerable to any acids. And then, when you’ve had enough, or you fall asleep, I’ll take you out, clean you off and when you wake up, you won’t remember a thing.”
This startled Jake a bit “But I do want to remember.” And he saw the boy’s eyes go wide.
“You do?” He said in shock. “Other kids get freaked out by the whole idea of remembering this. You’re the first to want it.”
“So this whole performance is just for your pleasure?” Jake asked.
“Usually” the boy said. “But tonight, it will be for both of us.” and with that, the boy leaned over top of Jake connecting their lips in a passionate kiss. Jake refused at first, finding this whole experience new for him, but then eventually gave himself over to the boy, wrapping his arms around the other boys neck.
Meanwhile, the boy had pulled the covers off of Jake revealing his boxers and t-shirt. The boy took his lips off of Jake “Well this is gonna be a problem.” he whispered. He moved his hand down to the hem of Jake’s t shirt and moved his hand up the shirt. Jake shuddered in pleasure as he felt the tingle of the warm slimy hand moving around his belly. The boy continued up towards the neck line where he rested his hand on Jake’s chest, the used his other hand to pull his shirt off.
He leaned back in for another kiss but Jake grabbed the other boy’s broad shoulders and flipped him over, during which time, the boy hit his foot on the wall. He started laughing but Jake shushed him. “I think my mom might have hear that.” And sure enough, shuffled footsteps came from the dark hallway. Jake immediately flung the covers over both of then and he poked his head and pretended to sleep just as him mom opened the door to his room.
“Jake?” she whispered “is everything alright? I heard a bang.” She stood there for a minute, to see if he was really sleeping, while under the covers, the boy moved his hand down to Jake’s boxers and put his hand down the seam. Jake let out a small gasp of pleasure at the back of his throat, hoping his mom didn’t here it. After a minute she left, and the two boys tossed the covers away. Jake lay there panting quietly while the other boy got up and closed the door.
“Are you ready for the best part?” He asked. “Cause it’s feeding time.”
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i wishhh this was fatal haha but great story!