Bradley Gregg Character stories

The Talk

Eyeball and you were doing home work at the kitchen table when Chris walked into the house. A girl followed but didnt stay just for a kiss on the cheek and she left. Chris stood there with a grin.

Eyeball scoffed. "You call that a kiss"? Eyeball motioned for Chris to come sit down. "Sit down".

"This should be good". You giggled getting comfortable in your chair.

"You hush". He pointed to you with a laugh. You playfully bit his finger. "Not in front of my brother". He eyed you sideways, mumbling. You nodded biting your lip. Eyeball groaned.

"What do you call that"? Eyeball motioned with his hand to the front door to Chris.

"A kiss"?

"A kiss? The mouth, on the mouth. You put your lips to her lips and hold. Breathe through your nose. Got it"? Eyeball was explaining dramatically waving his hands around.

"Come on, Eyeball. That was Jen". Chris pointed to the door. Chris wasnt like his brother. He liked to take things slow.

"I think it's cute". You smiled at Chris who blushed. Eyeball cocked his head.

"Hey. Well excuse me for being a guy but I thought she was your girlfriend"?

"What does being your girlfriend have to do with what you want"? You hit Eyeballs arm.

Eyeball cocked his head once again. "It means I can get a kiss whenever I want to. Got it, babe"?

"Oh I got it alright". You scoffed and Eyeball turned his attention back to Chris.."So, is she"?

"She is".

"Well then you outa be getting more than a mouth full of cheek, shouldn't ya"? Eyeball raised his eyebrows as he was talking to Chris.

"What's wrong with some cheek action? Eyeball you go for the neck ". You squealed when Eyeball placed his hand on your thigh and squeezed.

"I'm not talking to you. So pipe down, princess". Eyeball whispered sternly.

"Chris, youre 13, you're a man. Better yet you're a Chambers. Since dads not around to help you, I have to guide you through your dorky adolescent years. When do you have a date with Jen"?

"Tomorrow. Maybe the movies. If she gets permission from her parents".

"Alright, then we'll go with you. I'm gonna be there to make sure you're not watching the movie". Eyeball smirked to his little brother. Chris's eyes grew big, he definitely knew what Eyeball meant and he didnt know if he was prepared for that just yet.

"Chris, three minutes into the movie, Eyeballs tongue will be down my throat or attached to my neck. So just enjoy your time. Dont listen to anything your brother says. Be yourself. This girl doesnt want your tongue in her mouth. She wants to sit with you and watch a movie. Maybe a kiss goodnight if you're okay with that. But if you're not than do what you want. Not what your horny teenage brother wants". You roll your eyes at the advice Eyeball gave Chris.

"Really? Every girl wants a tongue down their throat. Especially if its mine". Eyeball chuckled, cockiness laced his face as he folded his hands behind his head, leaning back in the chair .

"No they don't". You shook your head.

Eyeball slammed his chair down. "Did you want that on our first date"? Eyeball turned in his seat. He looked so confused. It was so cute.

"Well. Yeah. I mean, I had been crushing on your for two years before you asked me out. So I was  more than ready for your tongue". You giggled when Eyeball perked up with a smirk.

"What about the other stuff"? Eyeball asked.

"I wanted that too. But Chris, make sure you ask before you feel up a girl. Dont do anything she isn't comfortable with. Cause you'll have to deal with her father or her older brother. Eyeball wont be there to save you".

"Yeah. I'll be to busy....getting busy". Eyeball husky laugh echoed through the house. You covered your face with your hands. You couldn't believe that this was your boyfriend.

"What a weirdo". Chris shook his head.

"Just enjoy your date. And leave Eyeball to me". You laugh, leaning up and rubbing Chris's head.

"Will do". Chris smiled and jetted off to his room.

"Are you done"? You asked Eyeball who was still laughing.

"Yeah". He quieted down.

"Good. Come here". You pulled Eyeball by his shirt collar and smashed your lips to his. It was a good talk. Good talk.

Eyeball wrapped his hands around your waist and pulled you into his lap. "This okay"?

"Why are you asking me if it's okay, all of sudden"? You ran your thumb over his lips.

"Consent is key. That's what I was just telling Chris". Eyeball kissed your cheek.

"Right? Now who's getting mouthful of cheek"? You giggled, when Eyeball squeezed your backside.

"Oh, come here you". Eyeball growled, going straight for your neck.