Date: Wed, 24 Aug 2011 00:59:51 -0600 From: Max Anderson <email@example.com> Subject: loves a bitch-5 Hey! You right there...DOES YOUR MOTHER KNOW YOUR READING THIS! this story is meant for people 18 years and up, you better exit nifty right now b4 I find you and hurt your little raunchy ass "ughh fuck me sideways, it was a fucking dream, shit I knew it was a dream...things that hot don't happen to me", I cried. Not noticing Stiles and my mom standing beside me with their eyebrows raised in confusion. "What the fucks, he talking about?", my mom asked Stiles. Who just shrugged in response. "oh uhm, well nothing I was just talking to myself...nothing important, it was all just a dream" I stuttered feeling my face heat up. "Well whatever you were dreaming about, must have been quite naughty because you are pretty boned up", Stiles sneered, pointing towards the huge tent in my boxers. "what are you talki.... oh my god", I shrieked as I tried to cover myself up with my sheets, only to have them yanked back down by my mom. " awwww, my little man, all grown up...i cant believe you have a woody", my mom cried. " Mother!, stop god you are such a freak, go away", I whined, feeling my erection go down. God what did I do to deserve this kind of woman, cant I have a normal mother, you know the one that doesn't walk in on you while your jerking off and instead of walking out and leaving things unsaid, walks over to your bed and smack you on the head and says " I SWEAR TO GOD ALMIGHTY IF YOU CUM ON MY SHEETS, I'LL CUT YOUR DICK OFF AND BEAT YOU WITH IT...OH AND GOOD MORINING, LOVE YOU". Crazy I know right? Ever since then I was never able to jack off, ha who am I kidding, I jerked off the next day again...hey I'm a growing 17 years old boy with some jack up hormones sue me! "See the way he talks to me Stiles, sometimes I feel like I have to beat him within an inch of his life, to remind him that I OWN him and that I carried him in my womb for nine month and I had to go through 56 minutes of excruciatingly ass ripping labour to remove him grody ass self out of me". she said, pulling my ear. " It's ok, Brianna I love you", he winked at me and gave my mom a hug. Honestly I didn't bother me that he was clser to her than I was, because I was more close with Stiles's mom, so it sort of works out in a way I guess. "I love you too, mom, uhm...hey were is Braeden?" I asked, I haven't seen him since my last shitty but dick hardening dream. "oh you mean blondie, he left couple hours ago. He said he has football practice". "Oh", I whispered, feeling a little disappointed that I didn't get to thank him for saving me. "I have a pretty bad feeling about that kid", she mused. "ya, I don't think he should be around Brooks, I get this bad vibe from him". That stupid ass fucker, I swear when I get better I'm so putting rat poison in his coffee. That inconsiderate bastard, he's the one that shouldn't be around me, he the danger in my life not Braeden. Braden...Braeden is my saviour, ya I know I sound corny but it's true so fuck you. "why don't you shut the fuck and mind your business, you don't know Braeden at all, you know nothing about him! I yelled, feeling my face redden from anger as I sat up from the bed and glared at the douche bag. "and you do?" He glared back at me. Fuck he had me there, I didn't know that much about Braeden, I mean I knew little details like where he lived and what his parent's name were and what his dog's name is and the breed, what his blood type was, his first words, and where goes for vacation every summer and oh ya he's postal code...shut up don't judge, he's my crush I'm supposed to know these things. "I know more than you do and who the fuck are you to tell me who and not to hang out with, and last time I checked my dad was 6 feet under!", I screamed at him. "BRYSON ALEXANDER BROOKS, that is no way to speak to anyone, better yet your best friend!" my mom scolded. You never really understood why parent call you by your full name when they are pissed or you're in trouble, but it really is scary. "No, it's ok Bri. I was in no position to tell him who to hang or not out with", he apologized wrapping his arms around my mum. "Damn right you don't! I like Braeden...he's a -a cool guy", I stuttered. "Well still I want to meet him before you guys hang out, and Stiles you are going to be there too". "WHAT! What the hell does HE have to do with this mom?" I yelled, sometimes I swear if I didn't know better I think she is trying to fix me and Stiles up...HA! Like that would ever happen...I mean pfft I'm soooo not into him...right?...OH SHIT! "Just shut up and get your ass up, we get to take you home today. The doc just has to do a few checkups and we're out of here", she smiled and gave me a hug. YES! I'm getting out of this hell hole, I'm getting out of this hell hole. The cafeteria food is NASTY! The doctor came in and checked my vitals, blood pressure, prescribed some drugs for me and then requested for on of the nurses to bring a wheel chair for me. Doctors such drama queens. "Oh no doc, it's ok stiles will carry him. We really have to get going", my mum said. "Oh, ya it's cool with me, plus he weighs like 120 pounds...little chicken shit", he joked ruffling my hair. WTF! Why is Stiles acting so...so...so normal, like I always knew stiles for the cocky, instigating douche bag. But now he's acting like...the best friend I never wanted. I felt Stiles pick me up pulling me out of my thoughts, his warm hard body was pressed against mine. I could feel the heat radiating from his skin, his smell was so intoxicating, maybe it was his shampoo or cologne or after shave I don't know but he always smelled like minty cherry. God it made me hard, and I don't like that...or maybe I did. "hey there", he whispered against my neck, his cool breath tickles my skin. God I wanted to kiss him so badly. But instead I grunted in response and looked the other way. While we were walking towards the car, he stopped and pulled me closer to his body, as if we weren't close enough. "You know Brooks, I really am sorry for what I did at in school that day. Ever since what happened, I haven't been myself you know...it's killing me that I almost killed you. And I'm sure you believe what I'm about to say but I cried myself to sleep and I NEVER cry, but god I don't what I would have done if I lost you", He said. "well I know I would come back and haunt the shit out of your ass, probably even get some of my demon friends to enter you and then you'll have to have an exorcism...then maybe couple days later you'll die by grating you balls of", I glared coolly at him. "You always did have an amazing imagination...looks Brooks I know I've always been a dick to you, but I'm telling you this from the bottom of my heart I want to make it up to you. Plus you can't drop me as your friend...we need each other, remember what Uncle Gale used to say all the time "Stiles Montgomery, Bryson Brooks, you two are like Siamese twins. I know this in my heart that both of you will NEVER part ways...you need each other to survive." "Uncle Gary was a drunk, and he was always on something, but I guess I understand what you mean, I can't really picture you out of my life." What don't even give me that look, I have to forgive him. And you may ask why? Well just because...he's...he's Stiles. Yes, yes I know you don't understand but you will trust me. "so we'll start again, and just get to know each other as friend", he smiled. "Stiles, we already know all about each other", I smiled back. "HEY! Get your butts in the car, I haven't got all day", my mom yelled. "Mom, can we please stop at Mc Donald's?" "Fat ass", I heard her whisper under her breath. We drove to Mc Donald's and fill her system with greasy fries and burgers and took it down with shakes. When we got home, mom insisted that I sleep in Stiles' room till I was a little better...retarded I know. "MOM! Why do I have to, I'm perfectly fine. I just want o stay in my room and sleep...ALONE!" "Bryson, don't make this harder than it needs to be...shut your trash, go put on your pj's and go to Stiles's bed now, I know you don't want to sleep in your own room but I'm worried about your health, so until your better you sleep with Stiles", she ordered leaving before I could retort. "Witch..." I muttered under my breath. "Heard that you little bastard," I heard her yell from upstairs. Christ, I wasn't even close to her...really proves that she IS a witch. I sighed in defeat and walk upstairs to my room, mumbling profanities about how unfair life was as I grabbed my PJs. I walked into Stiles's room and he was just talking off his shirt...instant hard on? Ya I think so, my mouth was wide open as I stared at his sculptured body....God! This boy was a walking wet dream. His broad shoulder and thick muscular neck made my knees wobble. I don't think there was an ounce of fat on him, his skin looked so soft and creamy, sinewy muscle flexed right before my eyes. My gazed traveled down to his beautiful abs...FUCK ME! You could grate cheese on those babies, but it was his pelvic bone which had the sexiest dark treasure trail that made me moan out loud. He spun around to catch me staring mouth agape at his body, his face scrunched up in confusion as he cocked his head. Then he smiled...but not just any smile, but that cocky conceited sexy ass smile of his. "Like what you see", he whispered huskily. "Pfft, I don't know what you're talking about", I squeaked, my useless voice betraying me. "Whatever" he sighed, as he pulled down his pants and got under the covers. He put his hands behind his head and stared intently at me. "What?!" I asked impatient. "Get in" he ordered, but his voice still soft and calm. I shivered slightly as I pulled on my PJs and slid in between the sheets; I sighed and yawned from exhaustion. Pulling the covers over my head, I turned my back to him and whispered good night. "Good night...and I'm glad you're okay", I felt him move closer till he was spooning me. He placed his hands out my heart and sighed in content. I tensed a little but finally relaxed, breathing in his sweet intoxicating scent. I closed my eyes but I couldn't sleep, there was something poking me and I think we all know want that is "Stiles, I think I can feel...I...I mean don't take this the wrong way but uhm...I...I uh-" "Yes It's my dick you can feel poking your ass...I'm hard" he said without worry. "Oh...uh...well I uh...mmm k", I stammered. "Go you drive me crazy when you stuttered", he chuckled. "I want you...NOW!" He growled, as I felt his hips thrust forward. Hey guys, so sorry this chapter took so long...had some serious writer's block lol but it's all good now, let me know what you think of the chapter...please email me, love your email...good or bad...preferably good though.