Playing Games

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(Smut Already In The First Chapter, lol..)

If you're reading this, you either have my permission, or want to die. If you have my permission, continue. If you don't, Go To Sleep, because... You shouldn't have done that......

(Narrator's POV)

This day had been, as usual, pretty uneventful. Or, at least for Ben. Choosing today to start cleaning his room, he went to the kitchen to grab paper towels, clorox, and some air freshener. As he was walking down the stairs, however, all that changed. Toby was running around, chasing Masky around, yelling at his retreating form, 'Hey Masky!' repeatedly. That wasn't a rare thing in Slendermansion. What was, however, was that Jeff wasn't around to yell at Jane. Brushing this off as his just being out killing someone, he continued into the kitchen, got the stuff he needed, and returned to his room.

(Jeff's POV)

"Why aren't you yelling at Jane about something like you usually do, huh Jeff, huh, huh?" said the voice belonging to the second most annoying person in my life. The voice belonging to Nina. Turning her Creepypasta because I was bored wasn't my best decision, and she reminds of that every day by existing. I had planned on going out to kill someone to get my mind of my crush, but she showed up out of nowhere, ruining that for me, by asking me to take her out for food. Seeing no choice but to take her, I complied. Now I'm sitting her watching her shove her face full of cheeseburger, and wishing she'd choke on it already. But no. I was about to ask why she came, when I heard a commotion outside.

Three kids were beating up a younger girl. Looks like I was going to get to kill an ass after all!! I jumped over a table, out the door and stood there, waiting for one to look up. As soon one did, I smirked. I saw the other two stop and look as well, And I immediately knew he was the ringleader. Stepping forward, he gave me a stuck up look. "Hey, piss off, runt. Or do you want to join this whore?" he said, smiling at me, and gestured at the poor girl, who looked innocent as hell. I laughed, and he ran at me. Taking out the knife I take with me everywhere for this reason, I rushed at him, laughing more when that all too familiar red stained my white hoody. "Boss!!" The second one shouted, and I looked up at him, feigning innocence. "Who? Him..? He your boss?" I asked, and he shook his head, him and his friend running with their tails stuck between their legs. Typical. I saw that the girl left. Also typical.

I decided I was bored, so I started walking back to Slendermansion, hoping to see Ben. Toby was running after Masky, and Sally was playing with Puppet and Jason and L.J., so boring. I asked Offenderman where Ben was, and he smiled at me. "Upstairs in his room." he snickered, and I got really scared. I stepped upstairs, not bothering to knock. Big mistake. Big, big mistake. I saw a sight I hadn't hoped to see until I confessed to him, but I had to admit, I kinda liked it. "J-Jeff! I-- It's not what it looks like!!" he said, blushing heavily, holding back a moan.

Smirking, I decided to play with my meal before eating it, if you know what I mean. "Oh? Then you're not masturbating to me..?" he shivered, and I knew what I thought as true. He likes me too! I almost screamed out, "WHEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!", but decided not to. He saw my eyes travel to his member, and shivered more, making his dick quiver. "Nn! S-stop staring at it..." he muttered something else, so I decided to make this more fun for me, and hopefully for him as well. I sat next to him, still staring, and smirked. "Awh, does Benny not wanna play with me? Because," I said, grabbing his dick. ",I wanna do something to you I've wanted to for a long time." I stretched out the 'long', and kissed him. He leaned into the kiss, blushing redder than a tomato, and I wrapped my arms around his waist, squeezing his ass. I heard him moan into the touch, and I'd be lying if I said it didn't sound like music to my ears. I felt his hands tugging on my hoody, and I yanked it off, letting him stare, even though people staring at me—unless they're victims—makes me slightly uncomfortable. When he let me know he was ready to continue, I slipped off his tunic, and unzipped his legging-like bottoms. I saw the tent he had already pitched, and wondered how on earth I could make someone become like this.

[Sorry guys per usual the chapters are choppy and incomplete... another cliffhanger.]

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 18, 2018 ⏰

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