Why Do People Think I'm Gay? (Billdip smut AU)

Chapter Two

   "That guy just kissed you!" Mabel roared in disbelief. At this moment, all eyes were drawn to Dipper. His face reddened as he recalled the feeling of Bill's smooth tongue inside his mouth, how good it felt. "I... I don't know what happened," Dipper began. "I didn't even know him. He just pulled me in and... and kissed me." His anxiety was now off the charts. "I have to go!" He sputtered, heading towards the stairs. Once upstairs, he threw himself onto the bed.

   Dipper then began to cry. He wasn't sure exactly why he was crying, but he was. 'This is wrong!' Dipper thought to himself. 'You're straight! Why would you like kissing another boy?' As if on cue, he heard a tapping on his window. "What the hell?" Dipper asked aloud. Quickly, he dashed to his filthy bedroom window. That guy... Bill? Was that his name? Was perched atop a tree stump, throwing stones at the brunette's window.

   "Pine Tree! Let me in!" Bill hollered. Dipper opened his mouth to decline, then hesitated. "Come in," Dipper began. "But don't do anything crazy!" Bill smirked mischievously at that remark.

   "I can't make any guarantees," he murmered, silently this time. "I'll climb through the window." To Dipper's amazement, Bill clung onto the boards of wood that made the shack, and inched up. Almost otherworldly, he slipped inside with a thud. The two eyed each other; Dipper's face flushed, Bill's with a devilish glimmer in his eye. He was plotting something, and Dipper was anxious to find out what it was.

   "You'd better not tell Stan or Mabel about what happens," Bill whispered in Dipper's ear. He proceeded to gently brush Dipper's lower half, watching in amusement as he squirmed. Slowly unbuttoning his pants, he noticed a slight bulge appear in Dipper's briefs. "Pine Tree!" Bill exclaimed, his own erection growing.

   Removing his jeans and boxers, Bill showed Dipper his hardened cock. "Now, you show me yours. Now, Pine Tree!" Dipper nodded obediently, his medium sized penis exposed. "Bill, I don't want to do this. Mabel could come in any moment." Dipper explained. Ignoring Dipper, Bill began rubbing his fingers along the base of Dipper's dick. "Hmm, I don't suppose you'll have a problem with it when we begin?" Bill teased.

   "Bill-" Dipper started. Without further warning, he felt a stinging sensation inside his ass. Bill thrusted, which was met by lustful moans from his prey. "Ah! Ah!" He shrieked as his pain turned to pleasure. "Do you like that, huh? How does it feel?"

   "B-but, I'm not g-gay!" He stuttered. Bill pulled out, almost ejaculating on the teen's thighs. "Now, slave. Show me what a man you are." Bill's voice was firm and commanding, Dipper didn't dare interject. Instead, he only whimpered. "Good boy," he addressed Dipper's obvious erection. "I see part of you trusts me." Without another word, he groped his testicles and toyed with the base. Greedily, the penis entered his mouth. Bobbing his head side to side, Dipper fell to his knees with a frenzy of emotions.

   "No... no, stop. Can't go on..." Bill paid no attention to his plea. His hands inched up Dipper's rear, giving him a good whip. "My ass!" It was too much. His palms sweat fiercely, the blood in his head pounded, and his dick was getting too much stimulation. 

   The blonde man continued to spank. As he did so he gained momentum, which only excited Dipper more. "Stop! If you do that I'll-!" He had no time to finish his thought. A white, creamy substance rained from out Bill's mouth. In one big choke, his warm seed slid down Bill's throat. Dipper breathed heavily, still in shock from his release. "Good slave," Bill whispered, tussling the other man's hair. "Until we meet again, you better keep quiet about this."

   Dipper froze as he came to reality. His virginity had expired, thanks to a man. "That was my first time!" He sputtered. "Why- why me? I don't know you! Who- who are you? And why-?"

   "Hush," Bill put a finger to the teen's lips. A glimmer in his eye, he rested his hand on the back of Dipper's neck, pulling him in a tight embrace. Bill's lips were incredibly gentle, Dipper noted now. He didn't protest further, and allowed this sensation to last longer. 

   It was Bill who finally pulled away. "Goodbye for now, Pine Tree," Bill murmered, short- winded. "I hope to see you soon." With one last tussle of Dipper's chocolate colored hair, he slipped out of the window. "Wait! Bill, I-"

   "I love you."

AN: *screech* I feel so awkward writing this. I'm sorry this took awhile,  these are not easy to write. Feel free to leave suggestions and criticisms in the comments!

Oh, I know we'll meet again some sunny day~