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look at him. Benrey thought to himself. sitting so peacefully. just chilling and shit. how dare he.
Gordon Freeman was sat on the couch of their shared apartment, the one they're only sharing because Gordon made them spend so long at Black Mesa that him and Benrey both got evicted for not paying rent, and he had the audacity to relax in his own home.
not on my watch. Benrey thought as he walked to the couch, standing ominously in front of Gordon.
"what are you doing feetman?"
"Freeman. My name is Gordon Freeman."
"that's what i said, gordon feetman. what are you doing?"
"Reading."
"that doesn't look like reading" Benrey pointed at the black tablet in Gordon's hands. "it looks like you're staring at a tablet and pretending to read so i think you're smart even though you're dumb"
"What? No," Gordon took a long sigh before speaking again. "This is a Kindle. I'm reading a book on this."
"kindle means fire and they don't make books about fire so you're lying. you probably don't even know how to read."
"I can read, Benrey, I have a PhD in theoretical physics."
"yeah not a phd in reading"
"That's because there is no such thing as a PhD in reading."
"gordon cantreadman"
"I am literally reading a book right now."
"yeah what book is it? don't say kindle, that's not a real book."
"1984."
"that's a number, not a book. i knew you were lying, cantreadman."
"I'm done talking to you." Gordon said and looked back at his Kindle.
Benrey flopped on the couch next to Gordon. that wasn't as fun as it should be. i think i should be more annoying.
"wanna play games?"
Gordon kept his eyes on the Kindle.
"i'll let you be player one"
Gordon kept pretending to read.
"wanna kiss?"
Gordon flipped Benrey off.
And then Benrey was struck with inspiration. He knew exactly how to ruin Gordon's chilling at home experience.
Benrey carefully placed his hand next to Gordon's thigh, making sure he was distracted with his "book" before making any big movements, and lightly tickled Gordon. Gordon jumped up immediately.
"What'd you just do?" Gordon accused.
"do what?" Benrey feigned innocence.
"I don't know!" Gordon yelled. "That's why I asked you what you did!"
"woah, bro, chill. no need to yell. i didn't do anything. you're so mean :("
Gordon glared at Benrey but decided to let it be and go back to his Kindle. This time Benrey tickled Gordon's lower back.
"Stop, ha, Benrey stop it!" Gordon began to laugh as Benrey tickled up his spine.
"uh, stop what?"
"Stop tickling me!" Gordon laughed out, trying to move away from Benrey's hand. Benrey just wrapped his other arm around Gordon and held him in place as he visciously tickled his neck.
"what's a tick-i mean what's tickling? i've never heard that word before i think you're making it up."
"I'm not-" Gordon wheezed. "I'm not making it up! You're tickling me and you know it."
"that's not a word feetman that's how i know you can't read because you make up words"
"I can read, Benrey, let me go!"
Benrey kept tickling Gordon. Partly to annoy him, but mostly for his own sick pleasure. Ever since he met Gordon he has been captivated by his laugh. It makes him feel good to force a laugh out of Gordon, especially when he doesn't want to laugh. The more uncontrollable the laughter the more satisfying it was to hear. The more it affected Benrey.
Benrey felt himself getting wet as Gordon giggled in his arms. He felt tingles in his dick growing stronger the louder Gordon laughed.
"what's so funny?"
"Nothing's funny. Just stop tickling me and I'll stop laughing."
"that's not a word, feetman. we talked about this."
"So why are you touching me?" Gordon asked, making Benrey highly aware of their current situation. Benrey had one hand on the back of Gordon's neck, at a perfect tickle zone, and the other squeezed around his waist to keep him from escaping.
"i'm, uh, i'm seducing you"
"Seducing me? How is this supposed to seduce me?"
"i'm touching you. that's what seduction is. what more do you need, feetman? do you need me to do a sexy little dance? would that do it for you?"
"No, that wouldn't do it for me. You're never gonna seduce me. I'm not attracted to you Benrey!"
Benrey took his waist hand and moved it under Gordon's stupid T-shirt, the gray MIT one he usually wore around the apartment. Gordon gasped as Benrey's hand touched his skin, and Benrey felt like a changed man. He'd wondered what Gordon's skin felt like before, but it was nothing like this in his head. He was rougher than the version in his head; his skin was dryer. The two sat in that moment for a while. Gordon breathing heavy with fear in his eyes as Benrey squeezed him, turning himself on with Gordon's body.
"What are you doing?"
"nothing" Benrey said before tickling Gordon's stomach, forcing a loud unrestrained laugh from his body.
Gordon squirmed around trying to escape. Benrey was strong. Strong enough to pin Gordon's arms to the couch. Gordon began to twist around, kicking his legs at Benrey in a pathetic reach for power over the situation.
"what's wrong? why are you trying to leave? i thought we were hanging out bro"
"We were never hanging out!" Gordon shouted through his laughter. "You just came over and started being annoying and now you're going too far. Stop it!" Gordon kicked Benrey's leg.
Bad decision. Benrey stopped tickling immediately and stared at Gordon.
"why'd you hurt me?"
"I was trying to get away from you."
"that's so mean :( why would you do that i was just trying to have fun"
"By tickling me?"
"you and your made up words"
Gordon moved to get off the couch and was immediately pushed down by Benrey.
"where do you think you're going?" Benrey asked in a slightly deeper voice.
"To my room. Where I can read in peace."
"no"
"No?"
"no, uh, you're gonna stay here and we're gonna hang out like you promised" Benrey climbed onto Gordon, sitting on his lap and successfully trapping him on their couch.
"I never promised to hang out with you."
"yeah you did you said that you'd hang out with me because we're best friends and best friends hang out every day"
"I don't like you, Benrey, we're not friends." Gordon was still trying his hardest to escape. He had given up on his legs but was going back to wildly moving his torso in the hopes of slipping away. Benrey moved his hands to Gordon's waist, holding onto him in a tight grip.
"if we're not best friends forevers then why did we make friendship bracelets and talk about how good of friends we are that one time?"
"That never happened."
"whatever" Benrey started tickling Gordon again. He apparently had very ticklish sides because Benrey was hardly even moving his fingers and Gordon was trying and failing to keep himself from laughing.
"Why are you doing this? What do you want?" Gordon laughed, beginning to cry from overstimulation.
Benrey almost felt pity for the man beneath him. He didn't want to make Gordon cry, though it was a bonus, and he looked seriously miserable. He was still trying to escape which was pretty dumb, but he looked so good doing it. Benrey's eyes focused on a bead on sweat that was traveling down Gordon's face, proof that Gordon was straining himself to get away from him.
"you"
"What?"
"i want you. i have this whole time, you were just too dumb to notice it. so now i'm taking you."
"Ta-what do you mean taking me?" Gordon panicked. Benrey answered his question by removing his shirt, tossing it on the ground and tickling the newly exposed flesh. "Ha, Ben-Benrey stop it!"
"stop what?"
"You know what! Stop denying it!"
"i have never denied a thing in my life. you're the denier you're always lying"
Gordon pushed himself against Benrey in another foolish attempt to escape. It was no use, it didn't even move Benrey, but it did inspire Benrey to go further. What was Gordon gonna do? Stop him?"
"okay," Benrey said, loosening his hold on Gordon. "i've had my fun with this. i'll stop tickling."
Gordon let out a sigh of relief as Benrey's hand stopped its movements. They sat like that a while, Benrey straddling Gordon with his hands on his waist, until Gordon broke their silence.
"Are you planning on getting off anytime soon?"
"of course" Benrey answered, still not moving.
Gordon raised his eyebrows.
"When?"
"well that depends on how good you are"
Benrey smiled down at Gordon, enjoying this little moment of his confusion. To think that Gordon actually thought he'd stop, it was almost like he didn't even know him. Of course he wouldn't just stop, he's Gordon Freeman. He'll never be safe from him. He was starting to feel a little bad for Gordon. How he hadn't guessed what was happening Benrey didn't know, maybe he actually was a big idiot, but he supposed it wouldn't hurt to give him a hint. Benrey moved his hand to Gordon's crotch.
"Hey!" Gordon gasped. "What do you think you're doing?"
"nothing i haven't done before" Benrey answered, squeezing Gordon's dick over his pants. Gordon bit his lip in pain. Or pleasure. Benrey didn't care which.
Gordon pushed with all of his remaining energy as Benrey sat still and watched. He was so handsome, with his closed eyes and furrowed brows and the fighting back even though they both knew it was in vain.
All Benrey's.
Gordon stopped pushing, he probably got too tired to keep going, and looked up with a pleading, pathetic expression in his eyes.
"What will you do to me?"
"nothing, i'm just hanging out"
"Cut the bullshit!" Gordon yelled.
"quiet bro we have neighbors"
"Tell me," Gordon pleaded in a whisper. "Tell me what you'll do to me or I'll scream."
Benrey held back a laugh. He actually believed that people hearing would be an issue? Benrey was about to mock Gordon for thinking his threat meant anything when he locked eyes with Gordon. He looked so helpless. So sad. So scared. He had already put Gordon through so much, and was going to put his through so much more, he might as well let him know what's in for him. Just to be a good friend.
"well i figured since we just had a very romantic date-"
"That never happened."
"shut up" Benrey pulled Gordon's hair, earning a whimper out of him. "as i was saying, we just had a very romantic date and now i am in your apartment and on your lap on your couch. do you want to kiss me, feetman?"
Benrey batted his eyelashes at Gordon, who reluctantly puckered his lips and closed his eyes.
Benrey's heart skipped a beat. He couldn't believe Gordon was actually going along with this. Had he already taken all the fight out of him? Benrey moved his head forward and pressed his lips against Gordon's. They felt amazing. Softer than he ever thought lips could be. There was a cut on his bottom lip, Gordon often chewed on it when he was lost in thought, that Benrey licked the blood out of. He forced his tongue into Gordon's mouth, who simply gasped in response and let himself be violated. Benrey's hands explored his body as their kiss grew more heated, stopping when Gordon pulled away for air.
Gordon's lips were plump and raw; his cut had opened up from Benrey's toying with it. He was breathing so heavily. So rapidly. Benrey leaned in for a second kiss when he felt something move near his dick. He paused, looking down at Gordon's lap. Gordon was getting hard.
"i thought you weren't attracted to me. i thought i could never seduce you. looks like you lied again"
"You were just making out with me, I can't help my body's reaction to that."
"i think you're just attracted to me and embarrassed about it" Benrey started palming Gordon's cock over his shorts. "i was going to wait but since you're ready i guess we can do it now"
Before Gordon could process what he heard Benrey had pulled his shorts and boxers down. He yelped as Benrey began to stroke his cock. He was trying not to moan, not wanting Benrey to know how good it felt, but it didn't take long for one to come out. Benrey was becoming unbearably horny so he pulled his own pants down, positioning his dick over Gordon's.
"kiss me"
Gordon did what he was told, pressing his lips against Benrey's as Benrey slid down his cock, grabbing Gordon's face to deepen their kiss. Realizing the position his hands once again were in, Benrey tickled the back of Gordon's neck. Gordon laughed into Benrey's mouth and he could've came from that alone.
"You said no more tickling."
"why would i say that? tickling is not even a word"
"I am going to kill you."
"rude"
"How am I being rude? You've-" Gordon was interrupted by Benrey's hand covering his mouth.
"just shut up and let me use you."
Gordon tried to talk but Benrey just started tickling him as hard as he thought Gordon could handle. Gordon was laughing against his hand, the laughs combining with moans as Benrey began to ride his cock.
Gordon was big. Not huge, but certainly bigger than average. Benrey hadn't thought much of it—dick size was never something he cared too much about, and he had managed to get Gordon in with no problem—but he was not prepared for it. Gordon was stretching him to his limit. Every time he came up was a breath of relief and every time he went down was a light punch to the dick. He focused on how hot Gordon was. How sexy his laugh/moan was. How he was letting himself be assaulted. How he looked so good beneath him.
"i love you" Benrey moaned. "i love you more than i will ever show"
Benrey was getting used to Gordon's dick, it was beginning to feel good rather than painful, and he was getting more greedy. Rolling his hips faster, getting himself off with no regard for how Gordon felt. He took his hand that was covering Gordon's face and started tickling him, growing unnecessarily wet as the laughter made its way to his ears.
"You're a fucked up person Benrey."
"i'm not a person"
"Then you're a fucked up thing."
"why are you insulting me that's so mean"
"I don't think it is, considering the circumstances-"
Benrey leaned his head back with a loud moan as Gordon's cock hit his G-spot. He moved with more fervor, slamming Gordon into the same spot continuously. He was so wet that Gordon's size didn't even matter; he was riding him with ease. His tickling grew more intense and Gordon begged him to stop, but Benrey wasn't going to give up what he started.
His orgasm crashed over him. His body shook with pleasure and he pulled Gordon into a kiss, ceasing his attack for this moment. His lips were drier than before, even the blood had begun to dry, but they were still those same lips Benrey craved. Their lips parted and Benrey took in Gordon's face, savoring the look in his eyes. Fear. Exhaustion. Lust.
Benrey pulled himself off of Gordon, whining slightly at the emptiness inside of him, and stood up. His eyes went from Gordon's erection to his face. He looked so pathetic. Eyes looking up at Benrey, silently begging to be touched. Benrey pulled his pants up.
"enjoy your fake book," Benrey smiled at Gordon and walked to his bedroom, locking the door and turning on his Playstation.