I just wrote a fan fiction....

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    All of you here are brilliant writers. Me? I am probably terrible at writing, but I would like to know what you think of my Charles In Charge fan fiction...if you hate it, that's fine. Since most of you are brilliant writers and have some of the most illustrious imagery ever. So would be interested to read some of my fan fiction?
     
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    Charles awoke at the sound of the alarm clock.
    Charles stood up, half-naked, with only a pair of loose pants.
    Charles was a 21 year old college student, with dark brown hair and light brown eyes. His body tone was athletic, but not overly built. His biceps were muscular, save only that his forearms were not masculine. He was youthful in appearance, always being mistaken for seventeen when in fact he was 21 years of age. He was of Italian descent, giving the nature of his surprisingly good dark looks from both his mother, Lily and his late father. However, the only wisdom he seem to give was his eyes. Big, bright as bulbs, his eyes always gave him excitement and enjoyment from life. When anything happened, his eyes always showed full alertness.
    Getting to his mirror, he combed his hair. Near the mirror stand was a picture of Charles' friend, Buddy.
    Still combing his hair, Charles looked closely at the photo. There he was, he thought secretly.
    The picture was taken last year during Summer break. Charles was the one holding the camera then. Typical Paloroid. It was Jones Beach and the weather was holding up well, save for a few showers. And yet there was that smile that Charles felt closely with.
    And it wasn't just a smile. It was everything Buddy Lembeck was to Charles.
    Buddy Lembeck was an average height individual, with only Charles being the tallest. He was charming, with blue crystal eyes that were as deep as the ocean. His chest and arms were bigger than Charles' body frame, save only for the legs which were smaller than Charles. But his ass, crotch, body, and face were like made for a God. Chiseled square jaw that matched the dipples of his cheeks and his perfectly defined features. A little redder than Charles' skin, but still beautiful to behold. His thighs were muscular, each perfectly sculpted to perfection. How could Charles refuse that combination at all?
    He remembered the time the picture was taken. How Buddy's speedos showed his perfectly shaped buttocks and his crotch, poised for sex. His crotch was like one delicious cookie, hot and ready to be served. Even his whole body was in response to his persona, ready to be fucked at all cost.
    "That's one perfect package," Charles whispered to himself. He felt rock hard beneath his loose pants, patially exposing his cock.
    Slowly starting to release all the strings of his PJs and gently removing the pants, lying nude on the bed.
    His cock was about 7 inches, lightly hairy bush, and standing vertical on the bed. He started to reach for his cock and gently jerk herself to his fantasy dream that Charles was having now.
    His face was a huge glow, partially dark beneath the morning windowsill, trailing back to the time when Charles could have nailed Buddy.
    As Charles continued to jerk himself, his fantasy became once more a reality:
    The sun was already evening, glowing on the bodies of Charles and Buddy who were clothed in speedos. The solemn glow of their sun-tanned bodies intermingled with the gentle brush of the sea ocean, pleasant and dreamy. Everything on the beach floor was pure white, almost as clear as marble or granite. No people were around the beach area and no gulls were flying overhead here. Pure silence, Charles thought forbiddenly.
    Laying on a clear white sheet, they were supplied with sun-tan lotions, some water bottles, and a few snacks. Everything was just perfect and serene.
    Charles decided to reach one of the lotion bottles and decided to rub some on his sleeping friend, who layed on his back.
    "You are more than perfect,"Charles said, seductively. "You are fucking hot!"
    He rubbed the lotions on Buddy's shoulders, gently squeezing the muscles and marveling his strength.
    "You know," Buddy said. "There is more to me than that." He whispered into Charles' ear. "Look deeper."
    Still rubbing on Buddy on his shoulder, his fingertips trace on Buddy's nipples until they were rock hard. Charles smelt the aroma of the oil, becoming sedated and altogether drugged.
    Charles dreamingly settled his hands on Buddy's stomach, feeling the toned flesh beneath his touch. He touched it once more with his hands and then he let his tongue trace Buddy's body.
    His tongue licked the pits, encircling them in quick strokes. He then began on the nipples again, sucking and licking the tits until they became hard again. He then focused on the stomach again, encircling his broad tongue in quick stokes, each better than first. His tongue was like a viper, seductive and deadly, but great all the time. Even during his licking and sucking, Buddy's eyes were closed all the time. All the time that Charles did his peculiar 'licks', Buddy moaned in ecstacy.
    When he reach the crotch, Charles felt the touch.
    Ripping off Buddy's speedos with his teeth, he saw it finally. Veiny, uncut, thick, and manly, it stood off vertically at Charles. Lightly hairy bush, but what a tool, Scott thought. Standing at least 9 inches and the perfect set balls ever, there was only one thing to do and so he did.
    Sucking his cock, Charles can only close his eyes and continue sucking. He sucked Buddy's cock like a pro, covering his member and deepthroating like crazy. With Buddy urging Charles to suck harder, there was no gag or wince from Charles. He sucked his cock like it was a kid lollipop and felt that veiny, flesh substance without hesitation. Throbbing and vibrating from his mouth, he could no longer let go of Buddy's cock. He continued to suck harder and harder while Buddy was in full glory.
    He deepthroated again, Buddy moaned. And then he finally cummed.
    Overflowing and vuluptous, Charles felt the cum in his mouth. Tasty, forbidden drink of cum, he thought, one Charles sucked from Buddy's member. He also licked his mouth from the traces of cum. The sticky white substance he spread to his chest and to his face was heaven to Charles. His expression was all a glow.
    Charles didn't mind it one bit since he already was stripped down naked. Slowly jerking himself with one hand on his dick while his other hand was on Buddy's cock. Jerking and cumming to Charles seem like a perfect marriage to him.
    It seem all perfect until there was a knock on the door.
    Charles stopped all of a sudden and he suddenly realized he was in his room, starked naked. He decided to put on some jeans and a shirt, yelling to the locked door, "I'll be there in a minute." He covered the sheets of the bed to hide the evidence and opened the door.
    It was Charles' mother, Lily, in full restarant attire. She looked at him, bugged eye, and said, "Son, are doing anything at all at the moment?"
    Charles looked perplexed. "Not really," Charles lied. Actually, Charles had a plan to hang out with Buddy.
    "Well," Lily said, "There are some things you need to do at the diner and they are very minor." She handed him a list. Some things, Charles thought sarcastically. "I bet you can get this done by 8:00 and after that, you could have the whole evening to yourself."
    Actually, Charles did plan the evening with Buddy. He smiled at the thought. "You could always rely on me, mom," Charles said.
    It was Eight O'clock finally. Charles did the unsual trips with the Powell children, taught them lessons, took care of mom's diner, and Charles felt absolutely overwelmed. No more "doorbell" from Grandpa Powell since he already left for his Admiral meeting or whatever they called it. He won't be back until 12. Neither would the Powells or his mom. They are all gone finally. Peace and Buddy.
    Buddy came in a little before eight, but still that's quite alright by Charles. That's what he wanted to begin with and possibly the dream can work. Or can it?
    Buddy, seated alongside with Charles on the sofa, smiled at him.
    "You care for a movie to watch," Buddy asked. He took out the VHS of Spartacus from his bag.
    "Sure," Charles aid.
    Buddy made sure the beta machine was working and so he pushed it in. The movie was playing finally.
    Charles was waiting for the moment to come, but not yet. He studied Buddy's profile. He noticed the hard-on beneath Buddy's designer jeans. It was recognizable to Charles. He began his plan
    Charles started rubbing his own crotch with his left hand, feeling all the muscles and tensions in his body. He rubbed the crotch with ease, feeling the size of his cock beneath his jeans and altogether recognizing the vertical shape. His cock was becoming hard.
    He continued to losen his jeans a bit, exposing his underwear. He was hard and ready. Beneath the underwear outline, the shape of his cock doubled and almost pentrated the peep hole.
    He leaned to kiss Buddy on the mouth. Buddy just smiled and took the kiss.
    He felt both his tongue and mouth with searing passion into Buddy's warm mouth. Charles' face was a flaming red, intermingled with his own skin color. He french-kissed again, each better than the first and yet Charles still held onto Buddy's mouth.
    Charles' lips locked onto Buddy's face, encircling his perfect jaw and licking his strong neck.
    Charles losened Buddy's shirt, exposing him bare-chested and using his hands to feel the touch. A little sun-burnt, but the body was like a thousands upon thousands of gods lifted from Zeus. His perfect dark nipples and toned abs were perfect, each in perfect symetrical form. His shoulders were broad and gorgeous, each exposing immense strength that even Charles never had. Everything was perfect to Charles and he could no longer see a flaw.
    He let his mouth trace Buddy's arms, using his tongue like a cat. He felt his arms, marveling at the volume when Buddy flexed. Charles worshiped his pecs, especially when he bounced those babies at Charles' face, burying himself with kisses. And what kisses he gave to Buddy.
    "You're perfect," Charles, laying kisses on Buddy's nipples and twisting them. He shot his tongue around the tit, making it rock hard.
    "Face it, Charles," Buddy said. "You want me."
    To be continued:
     
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    And when Buddy said this, he reached his hand to touch Charles. While Charles was laying his kisses on Buddy himself, Buddy was quickly unbuttoning his shirt, exposing Charles' chest. Charles then stopped his kisses and let Buddy remove his shirt.
    Buddy locked his lips onto Charles, with their tongues locked onto each other. With their eyes partially closed, they continuing kissing each other for a couple minutes more.
    Charles then let Buddy's mouth travel all through Charles' entire body frame. Buddy then traced Charles' biceps and teasingly biting onto those babies, his body responding instantly to Buddy's mouth. Each kiss he bestowed on Charles', Buddy greedily kissed with delight. He let his mouth go to his upper chest, doing little semi-circles with his tongue. Buddy twisted Charles' dark nipples and licked them with his tongue, making them double in size. Buddy then traced his slightly developed abs with his tongue, lapping like it was milk and honey. Each kiss and lick, Charles responded with sheer delight.
    Finishing off, Buddy then reached for Charles' undies, stripping every trace of clothing off the young man.
    Standing naked and rock hard, Charles never bother to open his eyes. He felt his cock sucked by Buddy's mouth. Charles moaned, feeling the flow that throbbed continuously between his legs. Deepthroating Charles' tool, he jerked it a bit and swallowed it again. Charles moaned again. Swallowing and deepthroating, Buddy burried Charles' dick like a treasure chest beneath his firm mouth.
    "Yes. Suck it. Suck my dick harder," Charles whispered. "Oh, God." He pulsated foward a bit in response to Buddy's sucking.
    Charles gyrated both his hips when Buddy sucked harder and harder. Charles felt everything in his entire body could be discharged anytime, his expression dreamy to Buddy. Almost swallowing his tool whole, Charles felt the blood from his face rushing in. Charles' dark looks were entirely red at the moment.
    And then he finally climaxed. Feeling the sticking substance exiting his body, mostly hitting on Buddy's mouth, it continued overlowing.
    "Jerk my dick. Jerk my dick. Jerk my dick," Charles chanted softly.
    As he was saying these words, Buddy continued to jerk Charles' dick.
    Moaning loadly, he exploded with cum, hitting across his stomach and some on his thighs. With Buddy's grip on his cock, Charles felt another discharge coming. A river of white pearly substance pouring out and aiming across his chest in a zig zag shape. Buddy kissing Charles' balls and jerking his tool harder, he exploded again. Buddy was dripping with cum from his mouth and Charles' body was decorated in zig zag shapes across his torso. With his dick covered completely with cum, Charles felt ready to do the possible.
    After a couple of minutes or so, Charles slid his cum-covered dick into Buddy's beautiful hole. Virgin and huge to fit into, he banged away.
    Feeling the tremendous thrust from Charles, Buddy moaned quietly. It was picturesque to see them doing it doggie-style: like a Michaelengelo portrait coming to life. Charles' facial expressions of pure joy, glowing bright red beneath the dim lights and his athletic body breaking out in cold sweat as he thrust his cock into Buddy's hole. Buddy, glowing dark red and incredibly responsive to the movements of his body, had a sly grin across his chiseled face. They were like passionate lovers, each feeling dominant over one another and never letting go of their touches.
    Charles reached for Buddy's dick and decided to jerk it.
    With Charles dick inside Buddy's hole, he thrust harder and harder. Buddy groan louder, his face contorted in wild passion. Everything in Buddy's body was in complete check, with Charles' hand on the cock and one on his neck.
    Surprisingly, Buddy's girth was ten times larger than Charles, but holding it on all the time was part of the fun. Veiny, thick, big, and juicy, it was the flesh to crave for. It was humongous in size that when it doubled with each jerk it became monstrous to behold. A perfect cock and the nicest set of balls ever, Charles thought.
    Greedily kissing Buddy's face, he jerked the tool again.
    Explosion and thrusting Buddy's hole to Charles himself was beyond perfection. It was heavenly. Charles felt control beyond reach, thrusting deeper into his hole. He imagined the ammounts of cum injected into his friend, his cock rock hard inside. He kissed again at Buddy's face and smiled.
    Buddy exploded and the moment for Charles was finally his. All traces of cum landed on his perfect sunburnt torso and traces of his squared face. Like a fountain, Charles jerk his friend faster and felt the cum aim at his chest, decorating a drizzle shape on his upper chest. All the rest of his cum was covered between his thighs and abs, making them completely unrecognizable to know the ammounts he made when Buddy cummed not the first, but tenth time in a row.
    The thrust of Charles' cock still was going deeper into Buddy, the force was magnetic and powerful. Two young men, full of sexual energy, felt all the blood rush into their faces, their faces glowed like beams against the dim lit bulbs and their bodies already sweated from heated passion. Thrusting deeper again, Charles let a huge discharge and Buddy gave a huge moan that was loud enough for the neighbors to hear. His cumming continued further, a river neverending in their stream until they settled into each other arms again under the sheets.


    Laying under the sheets, Charles snuggled with Buddy, giving him a big kiss on the mouth. What a beautiful experience, Charles thought.
    He kissed Buddy again. "You were fucking great," he said. Charles was playing with Buddy's nipples, twisting and pulling it lightly.
    "No," Buddy said. "You were great."
    "Nah," Charles said kindly. "You are just saying that. I am not much to look at, though."
    Buddy looked closely at Charles. "What," he said, shocked. "Come on, I give you another ride."
    Charles was ready, half exposing his body between the sheets. "Another," he asked. He smiled, the sly grin showing his perfect teeth and looking quite excited at his new experience.
    "There is only one way to find out," Buddy said.
    Together, they hid under the covers, never to be fucking disturbed ever again by the doorbell, the chims of the clock or the knock, even if it was still 11:00 P.M. But according to Charles and Buddy, who cares?

    Stay tuned for Part II: Charles In Charge meets Tom Selleck
     
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    As I said, I am not much of a writer.
     
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    Good story! Very good!
     
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