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Pim’s eyes snapped open and he clutched his chest with the wave of adrenaline that rushed through him.
“I wasn’t sleeping Mrs. Rollingbrick!” he announced before his vision cleared and he realized he wasn’t in seventh grade english class. He took a few moments to take some deep breaths and pet Squiggles on her tiny head as he tried to sus out what had woken him from a dead sleep so suddenly. He looked to the other side of his bed. Charlie wasn’t here tonight, and Squigs was sleeping peacefully beside him. He started to lay back down when his phone went off again.
His anxiety came flooding back in full force as he grabbed his phone, it was one am, way too early for even scammers to be calling him, so it must mean someone was dead. When he realized Charlie was the one calling, his heart raced even faster and he answered quickly.
“Charlie?!” he asked, half panicked.
“Heyyy babe,” Charlie slurred drunkenly. “Did I wake you up?”
“*Uhm, yes?” Pim replied. “It’s one in the morning, are you okay?”
“Pfft, I’m friggin’ fantastic,” Charlie laughed, Pim could hear him slam into something and mutter a quick apology. “Hey baby, I’m at a party and my buddy bailed on me, can I get a ride home pretty please??”
Pim rolled his eyes. This again? Charlie’s friends never seemed to have a problem taking him out to drink, but they always seemed to have the hardest time getting him home
“Of course, lovely,” Pim yawned, at least he had the next day off. “I’ll be right there, just drop me the address.”
“God you’re amazing,” Charlie replied. “So.. What are you wearing?” he added, making a soft humming sound.
“You’ll see when I get there, you ol' Horndog you,” Pim scolded him playfully. He gave Squiggles a small kiss on the top of her tiny head and slipped on his shoes. “You sit down and get some water to drink, I’ll be there in a jiffy.”
“Bye Pimp,” Charlie slurred.
Pim was almost to his car when he got the address from Charlie. How the fuck was he over an hour and a half away? Pim considered just going back to bed and letting Charlie Uber home. They weren’t even TECHNICALLY dating just yet, they were hardly more then fuck buddies.
But he scolded himself. Charlie was his friend, and he had always told his friends he would be there if they needed him. Plus it was a lovely night, the moon was full, and the sky and roads were clear. He could probably get there in under an hour if he drove a bit over the speed limit.
Pim found himself enjoying the ride. The house Charlie was out was a bit out of the way, in the middle of the woods, but the roads were clearly marked and he even got to see a mother deer leading two small fawns across the road. He turned his music off as he got closer to the party, he could tell which house it was from all the cars parked on either side of the road and the blaring music and bright lights that radiated from the large two story home. There were people sitting on the lawn or standing next to cars with drinks in their hands, but no sign of Charlie just yet.
Pim Parked a bit away from the other cars, he didn't plan to be here for very long but he also didn't want to get in anyone’s way. He got out of the car and looked around the front lawn, no sign of Charlie. Pim sighed. Great. He was probably in the house then.
He was working up the courage to ask someone if they knew him when a teal critter in a badly made band shirt turned to look at him. “Are you looking for someone?” he asked.
“Uh, yes, Charlie Dompler?” Pim said. The critter’s small orange eyes contorted into a look of confusion. “He’s a big yellow critter with a… prominent nose?” Pim added
“Oh!” That asshole!” The critter replied. “He’s laying over there in the bushes.”
Pim followed where the critter pointed. No wonder he didn’t see Charlie at first, only his feet were sticking out from under the hedges in front of the house.
“Thank you so much sir!” Pim said cheerfully.
“Don’t call me sir,” The Teal critter replied before turning back to his conversation with a short green critter with a rat like face.
Pim brushed off the man’s rude comment and half jogged over to where Charlie’s feet were sticking out. “Cahwlie!” he called, touching his foot. “Are you okay? Did you drink water?”
“Pimp?!” Charlie sat up quickly, earning himself a few scratches from the branches. And a black eye, and a bloody nose? Wait…
“Charlie Oh my god?!” Pim grabbed his friend’s nose and turned his head from side to side to get a good look at the damage. “What happened?!”
“Wha???” Charlie looked at him confused for a moment, but before Pim could elaborate a look of realization washed over him. “Goddinna fight.”
“You got into a fight?!” Pim asked. “With who? Allan?”
“Nah that asshole took of hours ago,” Charlie replied, letting Pim pull him to his feet, which Pim struggled with until a bystander helped him.
“Then who did this to you?!” Pim asked. “Are you badly hurt??”
“I dunno his name,” Charlie muttered. “I’m Fiiiine though, he punched like a fucking bitch…Hey are there any diners on the way home??”
“Yeah there’s a Denny’s up the road,” Pim sighed, leading Charlie to the car. “You need a cup of coffee.”
“And hashbrowns,” Charlie added.
Pim helped Charlie into the passenger seat and offered him some napkins to clean himself up. As much as he needed coffee himself to even hope to make it home he couldn’t take him inside anywhere still covered in blood.
Pim sipped his coffee slowly, glancing up occasionally at Charlie as he demolished several stacks of pancakes and 5 cups of black coffee. The bleeding had stopped but the black eye and bruises were still fresh and raw. Pim tried to remind himself not to find it sexy seeing Charlie all beat up, it wasn’t right. Charlie got attacked by a random stranger and there was nothing sexy about him being covered in wounds.
“Pim,” Charlie muttered, finally starting to sound something close to sober. “Thanks for coming to get me, it means a lot.”
“I couldn’t leave you in the middle of nowhere, Charlie,” Pim replied, finally looking up to meet Charlie's gaze. “You’re my best.. Friend.. With benifits??? Fuck buddy?”
“Same to you,” Charlie replied, he reached a hand across the table and Pim laid his on top.
“Why did you guys fight anyway?” Pim asked.
“Dud couldn’t take a fucking joke,” Charlie huffed.
“So he hit you?” Pim asked.
“No he screamed at me,” Charlie replied, “So I decked him.
“You hit him first???” Pim asked. “Why would you do something like that??”
“Because I’m the boss!” Charlie chuckled. “Nobody messes with the boss!”
Pim rolled his eyes. “The boss with two black eyes,” he said dryly. “Did you win at least?”
“Nah he laid me out,” Charlie admitted. “But at least I went down swinging.”
Pim didn’t feel as bad about finding the black eyes hot anymore. Charlie was only a victim to himself. “You’re gonna stay at my place tonight, right?” Pim asked, changing the subject.
Charlie got a flirty look on his face and leaned in closer. “Do you, uh, want me to?” he asked, raising one eyebrow.
Pim gave him a flirty smile back and traced one finger up Charlie’s forearm. “Yes, because you’re an idiot,” he replied in a flirty tone.
Charlie laughed. “Is that the only reason?” he asked.
“Well, I’m driving two hours round trip to pick you up from a party, so you kinda owe me for that,” Pim replied, his fingers finding one of Charlie’s forearm tattoos and tracing the lines.
Charlie leaned in closer. “What did you have in mind?” he asked, his voice hardly above a whisper.
“I’ll figure something out, don’t you worry,” Pim said, taking his hand off Charlie’s arm and grabbing the check. “I have a whole hour long drive to figure something out.” Pim already had a good idea of what he wanted from Charlie, but he couldn’t reward his behavior with the gratification of knowing what was in store for him once they got home. “You go get in the car, my sweet boy, I’ll get the check.”
“Oh, ye-yeah of course. Here,” Charlie scrambled to hand Pim his card and Pim kissed him on the nose. “Good boy.”
~*&*~
It was nearly five in the morning by the time Pim parked his car. Charlie had been whimpering in the passenger seat the whole way home, pestering Pim about what sort of activities they might get up to once they reached his apartment. Pim had told him to be patient, and denied his offer of road head several times.
But as they walked into his building Charlie scooped him into his arms and kissed his lips and Pim let him, kissing back with the same amount of enthusiasm. This was why being fuck buddies with Charlie was fun. There was always something going on with him. As annoying as the impromptu road trip had been, it was fun. Charlie was fun.
Charlie carried Pim up the stairs and to his room, collapsing on his bac with Pim wrapped in his arms kissing him aggressively. Pim Could feel Charlie’s drool dripping down his chin, but he couldn’t have cared less. At least he was enthusiastic.
Pim shook free of Charlie’s arms and sat up on his chest, grabbing one of Charlie’s fatty pecs in each hand and squishing them around.
“I figured out how you’re gonna repay me, Dompler,” Pim purred, continuing to squish Charlie’s man boobs.
“Ye-yeah?” Charlie gulped. “Wh-whats that?”
“You’re gonna eat me out until I cum a few times,” Pim replied.
Charlie gulped again. “Ye-yeah, I can do that,” Charlie replied.
“Of course you can, good boy,” Pim quickly discarded his clothes, still perched on Charlie’s chest. He leaned back on one hand and started to finger himself. He watched Charlie’s lip start to quiver as he watched, Pim giggled and bit his lip. As tough of an act as Charlie tried to put on, Pim knew he was a pussy whipped loser at heart. The second his dick got a bit hard he lost the mask and turned into a very obedient toy for Pim.
“Now.. what position-” Pim started, but Charlie didn’t let him finish before he grabbed Pim’s legs and pulled him forward. Pim’s hole rested on top of Charlie’s mouth and his massive nose was the perfect head rest as Charlie’s tongue went to work licking his cloaca open. “Oh Charlie, this is a great idea,” pim said, kissing the tip of his nose. He felt Charlie whimper into him. Oh, Charlie liked his nose played with hmm? Pim decided to keep that in his back pocket.
This morning, however, he was tired, and Charlie’s tongue was as deep inside him as it could go. Pim wrapped both arms around his partner’s giant nose for leverage as he started frotting against Charlie’s mouth. Charlie moaned into him again. God that felt good.
“You can touch yourself,” Pim said in a breathless voice, hoping to draw out more of those tingly moans, and Charlie didn’t waste a moment before he had his dick out. Pim could hear him jerking himself off furiously, but he didn’t give him the satisfaction of looming at him. This was payback, Pim got to be a bit selfish. He could tell Charlie was into it though, the way he moaned and whimpered into Pim’s pussy as he jerked himself off with no lube and uncoordinated hands.
Every time Charlie made a sound Pim would frot harder against his tongue and lips and the base of his nose. God Charlie’s nose had always been one of his best features but Pim had no idea it could be used like this. There were so many possibilities.
Pim could feel his orgasm building, and he could hear it in Charlie’s quick erratic breathing that they were both getting close. Pim’s moved his hips quicker, squeezed Charlie’s nose harder as if it was the only thing grounding him in this world. They came together, Charlie letting loose one final erotic moan into Pim before he loosened his grip and fell off his face, rolling onto the bed and panting hard.
“Fuck,” Pim panted hard.
“Fuck,” Charlie responded, also trying to catch his breath. “...Did you wanna go again?” Charlie asked, rolling over to face Pim.
Pim yawned and nuzzled into Charlie’s side. “I think I need some sleep first,” he responded, kissing Charlie first on his neck and then on his lips. They tasted like Pim, and that made him smile.
“That’s a good idea,” Charlie agreed, pulling the two of them to the top of the bed and pulling the blankets over both of them. “Sweet dreams, babe.” Charlie muttered, getting comfy.
Pim’s only response was a soft snoring sound.