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    Re: The Guy with the glasses.

    Kujaku : glad that you like this mess of a story. Hope you enjoy the read. :')

    FIASCO 7 | The Bogeyman



    | November Shausa |


    “Maan this is so not cool at all.” I protested while trying to pry away his hands that stuck at the back of my head like a gum.

    It took me a damn minute to realize that it wasn’t a prank the moment his hands slid at my thigh. Pranks does not go beyond south and I'm sure the thighs aren't involve at all. The entity was obviously a man since no woman can pin me to a tiled wall with just one hand. Hell, despite all the panic in my head, I dared not to plea for help. It was a foolish bravado but it keeps me motivated to swing my uninjured foot at the culprit, causing a robotic hiss at the assailant.

    If this was a leisure moment I would finally laugh out of exhilaration to outsmart the guy but he recovered fast as he slammed me back towards the tiles. Despite the harsh movement he managed not to injure me along the process.

    “Wait who are you? Bogeyman!?” I faked gasped despite the situation. With my head tilted, I caught a glimpse of a firm jaw, traced with light stubble that clenched and relax behind my peripheral vision.

    “Don’t give me the lip Nova.”

    “Okay criminal, what’s your motive? I swear I didn’t stole the goods.” Notwithstanding the possibility that he wanted to kill me, he’d better not do it while I am naked. I don’t want FBI hounding my corpse and eye-raping it, call me narcissistic, yeah you get it.

    “I really like taking a guy like you down a peg or two.” He said, hands sneakily managed to get into my pants through the ordeal.

    Okay this is stupid, why would I let someone do this to me? Frustrated, I get to throw a quick kick at him but again, it’s as if I’m kicking a wall. Wait why is this situation familiar again?

    “Testy-testy, move or I’ll crush this.” It was not an empty threat as he magically squeezed his huge hands at my beloved sperm-making balls. With my thoughts and movements caught in abrupt end, I stilled, breathing even.

    “Okay gay Zorro what’s your motive?” If I’m not going to get away from this situation by force, better try to get away with a conversation.

    “Nothing important, just here to give your sword some bit of love. “Humor me, this guy is completely crazy.

    “Wait are you the ho at the party?” Despite him not answering my questions, I kind of get the idea that he really was that glasses wielding dude judging how he expertly caressed my shaft as it started to bubble a dose of hard-on.

    Is it just me or he’s trying to get me to the dark side---gay side at that. I don’t know what ran through my head past the frantic desire to protect myself but I instantly relaxed the moment I know that this was the same guy at the party.

    His hands slowly wrapped at my member, motioning it upwards and downwards. The confused words that I was supposed to spew was trapped at my mind as I slowly thrust to shift the pace.

    It’s official, I’m really a man-slut. Despite all those gay jest I hurled at Jeremy it seems that the jokes are all apparently on me. This notorious guy just can’t rape the willing and he knows that as I groaned in pleasure the moment a blinding light flashed and I dump my fluids at the white tiled wall.

    I’m a simple guy and when someone tinkers my thing, the thing which wasn’t shed with TLC for a couple of days, it would probably burst almost instantly.

    “hey wh—“ This guy is dangerous, I thought as I gather my wits and turned behind but I was just greeted by a dark surrounding; no shadow, no person, nothing in sight.

    “That’s free of charge.” I heart the robotic voice echoed at the huge shower room before the lights returned.

    --What the actual fck.






    “Trev, I really need to know who the fck is that guy at the party.” The first thing I did was call Trev after I hurriedly wore my clothing, my eyes guarding the surrounding on what entity might jump onto me.

    “I won’t tell you that.”

    “Sht who was that guy!? He, he---fine forget it, I’ll find him on my own. And when I find him, I’m going to rip his balls and nail it to your door-frame like a mistletoe.”

    Trev’s laughter boomed at my cellphone as I paced like a cage animal in between the locker rows. “November, what’s gotten into you? It’s just a one-time thing you need not know his identity.” One time thing my ass, that guy assaulted me earlier. Yes I kind of like it but that’s not the fckn point. And right now I’m a millimeter away from wringing Trev’s head for not disclosing the answers I needed.

    Frustration was an understatement, I know I’m really of an average mind but things like this doesn’t occurred normally in my daily life. It might happen in a B-plot pornography but it certainly won’t happen twice in my life. Analyzing things aren’t my forte, this is beyond me.

    “Jeesus, I’m not even Sherlock Holmes.” And with that I ended the call.

    Clearly someone’s screwing with me, literally and whoever he was or they were, they’re going to experience a slow and painful death. Judging from how Trev manage to evade the truth, he certainly know what’s up. If my close friend was involve in this, they’re clearly up to something and trust me it isn’t some scheme where I would fall in love with the assailant as he romance me with his mysterious fcks escapade.

    With all those thoughts jammed at my head, I slammed my locker and marched towards my mother’s Ford Escape. Conjuring all the possibilities as to why this was all happening to me, I reversed and drive home.

    “Stupid’s here,” I heard August shout, her head peeking at the wooden cabinet beside the doorway. I’m in no mood to retort, marching my way directly to the room.

    “November, dear. Come have dinner with us,” my mother, Rachel blocked me as I was about to enter my room, her eyes hinting that there’s no room for opposition. I raised both of my arms lazily and followed her. As much as I loved eating together with them, I was not just in the mood to eat but Rachel had something in mind as she ushered me to the crowded dining room.

    “What is this?” My mood took a dive as I saw Jeremy and his brother comfortably locating themselves at our dining table. As much as I was loved and smothered, no one answered my question as everyone was busy talking to themselves.

    Jeremy gave me a droll stare before pushing his glasses while his brother may not be eyeing me as he was eyeing the roasted chicken my mom placed at the table.

    “Now seat and say grace.” My mother smiled at me, it sounded a threat more like a request. She kind of knew that I don’t stir well with Jeremy’s brother and our kinship isn’t harbored with common trust but mutual intent to kill each other.

    If my days could’ve been great! I rolled my eyes after I grab some piece of drumsticks, trying not to join their lively conversation. I was emasculated and I needed a therapy in a form of a porn magazine but no they won't let me as they drag me at this mess of a civil dinner.

    “It’s really delicious Mrs. Shausa.” Older douche enthusiastically chow his food while my mom blushed at his compliments. August and Jeremy were talking in a nerd language and I just sat on my chair trying to enjoy my food, trying to channel the inner peace in my mind not to flip the table and stab someone’s eye with a fork.

    “Two-faced.” I mumbled to myself but clearly my mumble wasn’t unheard as I saw him glare at me.

    Great. Inner peace here we go.

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    FIASCO 8 | DO OR DIE

    | NOVEMBER SHAUSA |


    It’s almost past ten yet these two twats are still In our loft, eating my mom’s precious apple pie. These parental thieves were just centimeters away from pissing me. All they did was compliment my mom where she needs it the most and she’s a putty in their hands.

    No matter how I glared at Jeremy to have their asses packed away from my house, he didn’t noticed it or ‘pretended’ not to, either ways, he’s going tomorrow at the school with a bruise. A very big bad bruise.
    Jediah, Jeremy's beloved big brother, which name I wouldn’t like to summon at all or else it would’ve leave a bad taste on my mouth, was just so cozy sitting himself at our living room. I could almost see my own reflection at the dining mirror, yanking my hair out of frustration.

    You see, I was really a tolerable and a pretty much chill guy. But there were things that are out of my chill control.

    Take this scenario as an example, mom forbid the life out of me to enter my room with two guests still in our house. She wanted me to help usher said guests, which I considered an utter crap knowing that these two appears almost every day.

    Rachel must be a sadist for letting his bored son listen to their trivial conversations. I had a prior that doesn’t involve listening to these people talk about their favorite guacamole recipe. No matter how I portrayed my displeasure by scraping the wooden chair, clattering the plates, drumming my spoon at the table, they wouldn’t just listen.

    Okay, I knew I look like a child but this is totally ruining my chances of touching myself. Even the thought made me cringe, November Shausa doesn’t pleasure himself, and others did the goddamn job. Take a chick with huge boobs and wide mouth that would put a fleshlight in shame, someone should be doing their job pleasuring me right now. Someone hot, thirsty, lova----

    “November, are you even listening son?” I almost yelped in pain as my mother hit my arm not so playfully. All of them staring at me expectantly, of course the moment I doze off was the moment they noticed my presence. These people had issues.

    “What? I thought said ghost had no right to speak.”
    Rachel and August rolled their eyes. Good I hope they roll to infinity and never come back again.

    “I said how’s school?”

    “School’s fine.” With a cryptic mystery I answered. Well if you considered me being fucked was better knowing that I was paid, it’s pretty much fine I guess.

    “What can you say about that Jeremy, dear.” Rachel then turned her attention to Jeremy who was disgustingly slurping the hot chocolate milk. Such fun, then why did she ask me in the first place?

    “Nova’s doing b---,” I made a gesture of my hand cutting my throat as I glared at Jeremy. He better not be telling mom what I’m thinking he’s going to tell or I’m going to skin a nerd alive on Youtube. “---great, he’s doing well in his studies, I guess.”

    I breathe a sigh of relief but that didn’t end well as I saw older Kingkong glaring at me for threatening his poor excuse of a nerdy younger brother. Just the thought of his precious Jeremy maltreated kills him, this guy had the most issue in this loft.

    With that petty thoughts I whisked myself from the room with some blatant lie of watering mom’s cacti. Rachel had the greenest thumb I’ve seen, she’d even had a huge garden back in our hometown at Iowa. She wasn’t contented with the huge bushes of greens back there and just proceeded to magically plaster plants all over the house.

    Okay, I was bit complying the whole watering the plant thing as I poured a little amount of water at the cacti which was different of all the green species in the balcony. Honestly, it looked like a Savannah here with all the organic vegetables and vines she planted.

    “I’d be surprise that you've known a thing or two about gardening.”

    “Feel free to be,” I muttered as I continued watering the plants. Jeremy Senior standing behind me, more like looming as I was squatting at the floor looking at the plants with fake enthusiasm. What was he doing here?

    “Heard you’re not going to college, why’s that?”

    “So when did this become an episode of Breakfast club?” I mean come on, Satan doesn’t just do good the next flips.

    “You ask me?” Great a tongue slayer like me. Of course he’d heard the issue of me not wanting to go to college from mom.

    It’s not like I was lazy going to an educational institution, our finances couldn’t cut it to the cheapest College out there. Well it did cut some good semesters for August, the pay that came from my whoring skills days ago. I cursed myself and turned to face, Jed. Of course he had a name that doesn’t start with an S unfortunately.

    “You can earn money with the part-time jobs while going to college,” Since when did he concern himself with my problems? Last time I checked we’re at each other’s throat.

    Of course he’d say that, I could almost see myself smile bitterly at him. Anyone would say that, these optimistic talks always get on my nerves. Of course a successful male like him won’t understand the least of my worries.

    “Look bud, I don’t give a crawling, walking, swimming, levitating, flying FUCK about your opinions. So if I we’re you stay away from me.” It seems that I’ve forgotten who I was talking to but it looks like the both of us had no intention to perform a manly brawl.

    Jediah stared at me the longest with an unknown expression filled with glum as he sighed like he’d shoulder the world’s burden and walk away.

    What the hell was that?

    “You know what November, he’s just trying to give an advice. You can’t just live with a do or die attitude---.” These people have to be so persistent now of all the days.

    “You don’t need to concern your affairs with me, now go to your room and watch twilight or something.” I ruffled her hair as August muttered ew while complaining about her pleas. She may be right, douche was just trying to give his ‘professional’ opinion but I can’t seem, for the life of me, apply it.



    “A do or die situation, huh.” A smile graced on my lips as I noticed someone standing still beside the lamppost on the sidewalk, his glasses glinted at the darkness.

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    Re: The Guy with the glasses.

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    I cant wait for the continuation! You managed to make me want apple pie too and crack me up with
    "I don’t give a crawling, walking, swimming, levitating, flying FUCK about your opinions."

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    FIASCO 9 | Dora's backpack

    | NOVEMBER SHAUSA |


    My eyes kept on trailing to the person deeply rooted at the same spot for about thirty minutes. How did I know? Well, the both of us had a staring contest happening seconds ago. To top it off, the creeper was leaning at the lamppost while lighting a cigarette like it’s the most normal thing to stalk an eighteen years old.

    Stranger down there, who’s probably the guy from the party judging from the glasses that held a forewarning, certainly knew my address. I don’t even know how long he was standing there nor the days that he kept watching me like the Edward Cullen that he is.

    Disgusting.

    Last time, glasses dude wasn’t in the nicest mood to converse with me no matter how many questions I throw at him. It’s as if he’s program to fck the moment he’d seen me. With confident steps I managed to approach him, a good ten feet just in case he’d wanted to go American Psycho. He was wearing a hoodie and a face mask, which screams pedophile, I tell you.

    “So what’s up perv?” I greet with a stifled yawn, tired and exhausted by my family drama. A man in a hoodie was the least of my worries.

    He stared at me the longest of time before he gave a non-committal shrug. It amazes me how completely calm I am in this situation. There’s 10% urging me to beat the living daylights out of him for performing ‘fck and run’. A good 90% wanted to resume our activities, try another positions, kinkier than what I’ve desired. How can I overreact? Cool guys like me don’t overreact.

    Besides’ I don’t particularly draw a thick line in between genders. As long as it pleases me and left me satiated, man or woman, I don’t really care. Those doors of bisexuality opened up for me on that certain day with a bet that said 'hello' to me.

    Trying to sift through my thoughts, he inched forward hoping that I didn’t notice his slightest movement, I raised my left hand for warning. “Move another step or I’ll blow my rape whistle.”

    “Your humor won’t make your hole any less tight tonight.” This guy had been grating my nerves, only I, myself, can do the lip service.

    “Try me.”If it’s a brawl he wanted, then a brawl he’ll get. The gust of cold wind made me hug myself tighter, regretting the idea of wearing a wife beater in the middle of the night.

    “With pleasure.” From a mile away, I knew the scent of a person who had interior motives. It takes a fckboy to know one, I chuckled at how slow am I to understand these whole scenario.

    All I have to was to match his craziness, let’s see who’s going to go home at their house crying. A smug smile reached my lips as I untangled my limbs and walked towards him. In order for me to know his identity, I’d find the right opportunity to grab him and removed that hood away from his face. I’m such one hell of a smart motherfckr.

    “If you’re by any chance here to blackmail me,” I approached the perpetrator which he in return clasped the cloth to secure the hoodie from making his identity not known. “No need to do that, come let’s go to the park and fuck.”

    I slung my left arm at his shoulders with a bit of an effort since he’s centimeters taller than me.
    Hoodie guy couldn’t even believe what I was saying as he was still as a statue probably trying to process my words. “Don’t try to pretend to be shy, you pervert,“ I added.

    “Who’s the pervert who invited me to the park to fuck?” He retorted with the same scratchy voice made from an app.

    “Then let's go to our house and have a cup of tea, yes?”

    “Silence. To the park.”

    “Now that’s what I call a good conversationalist.” I beamed at hoodie guy who untangled my arms away like it burnt him, walking behind me like a shadow.

    The park was quite a huge area with a lake at its center, it’s covered with pines and other tall trees. The bushes were neatly trimmed in a cube-like fashion that you could not even hide from it in case you wanted to be the daredevil like we were. There were still people inside the park loitering or just making a bee-line towards the exit from the station.

    But the restroom was a whole different matter, for it’s located at the furthest and secluded area of the park. Guards were always stationed at the entrance and the comfort rooms to inspect any ‘miraculous’ activity happening in the vicinity. Then here appears the new mayor, he thought it might be dandy and fine to exclude the CR from tight security since it’s close to a church.


    -


    The moment I’d stepped foot at the men’s restroom, pervert right there suddenly became downright possessed as he grabbed my arms tightly and dragged me to the furthest cubicle. Stars were almost dancing at my vision as my poor head was slammed at the tiled wall. As soon as he realized what he’d done, pervert muttered a brief sorry as if it’d appease my worry that he could go mellow then possessed in just a matter of Nano second.

    This guy’s thirsty, crazy and lusty than a normal teenage soccer player.

    Chuckling I slowly unzipped my jeans since it’s primarily obvious that there’d be no foreplay kissing judging that mask he wore.

    “Let’s play a game. “He tipped my chin, my gaze meeting the pitch black holes of his mask.

    “Sure let’s play a game In a fucking cubicle of a rest room."Damn, if these balls are going to be blue, I’m going to kill a hoe. "NO."

    Situation started to turn into a complete 360; stranger paid no attention to my queries as he rummage his knapsack which in return I gave a mortified reaction at the thing he was holding in his hand.

    “I challenge you November Shausa, for a 10,000$ to make love with this toy without making no sounds.” He held the dreaded 10 inch dildo in his hands like a baguette. My ears straining to hear three men rowdily entering the rest room as they talked about their stressful work field.

    “What the fuck.” I harsh whisper at stalker guy who might be having some mental problems up there.

    On the brighter side, 10,000$ doesn’t sound bad at all.

    “Now be a good boy, sit on the toilet and spread your legs for me, Shausa.” Nibbling my ear he whispered. Goddamnit, don’t go having a boner and betray me in this not so arousing situation, I muttered a curse as my gaze’s still plastered at the dildo.






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    Re: The Guy with the glasses.

    He was wearing a hoodie and a face mask, which screams pedophile, I tell you.
    I needed to pause 5 minutes to stop laughing before reading on!
    Can't wait for the continuation!

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    Re: The Guy with the glasses.

    Three new chapters since I last read this? Yes, please. If Nova was in a big mess before, oh boy, what is this then?

    I have so many questions. Besides Nova (and his mom and sister, but they are irrelevant rn) we've been introduced to Jeremy, Jed and Trev. I keep trying to figure out if any of them are his mysterious lover, but I kinda tend to say no. I mean, at first I was pretty sure the story will lead to Nova x Jeremy, but soon I was certain that was not the case. Next, when I found out about Jed I was like, hmmm, might be him, but now I'm not that sure anymore (especially after the "lame shrimp" commentary). And Trev? Weeell, he might be into games and stuff, but I don't know? How into it is he? Out of these three my best guess would be Jed, but I'm still not convinced it's him.

    Since the mysterious guy (I'll just call him M.) hides his appearance and voice it's obvious Nova knows him, and it's not clear to me if that "staring contest" happened while Jed was still at Nova's place together with Jeremy or not.

    This is so confusing! And if it's someone who hasn't been introdced in the story yet, who is he and what is his connection to Nova??

    Guess I'll find out in the following chapters. Gotta be patient.

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