Requested by @Techardraws
Fredbear will be the name of Golden Freddy
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Springtrap's POV
It's difficult to be abandoned and no one remembering who you are. I miss the old days when children adored us and it was a party everyday.
I miss Fredbear.
Fredbear was my best friend. We always had fun entertaining the children. We even became more than friends. But now that's all gone and I'm alone.
I haven't spoken to anyone in years. I've been in this room trapped behind boarded doors.
One day I was remembering the past when I began to think of Fredbear's relationship with me. We liked each other and began 'dating' which is apparently something two people do when they like each other.
We began dating with nether of us knowing what we were supposed to do. It was confusing at first but we some parent couples and apparently we were supposed to be angry at each other but when the child is looking we pretend that we are getting along. That knowledge did not help us.
We tried new things like sleeping in the same bed and kissing, which was kind of weird at first.
But we were separated when a child was bitten at the restaurant. I didn't see it happen but I heard the screams.
I pulled my knees up to my chest and cried. I miss him. I miss being around him. I miss his touch. He would know how to cheer me up, he always did.
I suddenly had a weird feeling rush through my body. It felt weird and good. My mind started to fill with thoughts. Bad thoughts I've never thought before.
What is this feeling? Is it love? Or is it lust? I've only heard about it once from a employee at the restaurant. Something about a feeling of sexual activities. Is this what they meant?
My mind exploded with thoughts. I felt my pants tighten and I looked down to see a tent in my torn pants. I jumped back shocked. What is happening?!
Hesitantly, I slowly set my hands on the tent. I felt different felling and jerked my hands back. That feeling...was...good. I needed more. It was amazing.
I set my hands on my pants again and the feeling came back but this time I made a noise that sounded like a moan. I pressed my hands harder and received more of that feeling and more moans.
What would happen if I did this without my clothing covering it? My curiosity got the best of me and I unzipped my pants. I pulled them down and saw my boxers. Another piece of clothing to get in my way.
I took off my boxers my member popping up. I slowly placed my hand on my member. I moaned again. My thoughts were dirty again and I began to stroke my member. I gasp from the burst of pleasure. This feeling is so addicting.
Craving for more I moved my hand faster. With my other hand I held onto the floor for balance. After many stokes I felt a weird feeling in my stomach it almost felt like a knot.
I gasped as my knot burst and my member squirts out white liquid. I pant and sit back against the wall. The feeling was amazing. I began to wonder if Fredbear would do this to me. I guess that can never happen. He would never do something like that anyway.
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Fredbear's POV
I gasped. My member squirted that white substance that always appeared when I reached my climax. I wish my old friend was hear to help me with this.
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I might make a part two.
