DISCLAIMER: This is a story about characters from the television show Gossip Girl. It is a work of fiction and the author does not claim any knowledge about the private lives of actors Chace Crawford and Ed Westwick, and this story implies nothing about their sexuality.
I do not own these characters, adapted for television by Josh Schwartz and Stephanie Savage and produced by CBS Paramount Network Television, Warner Bros. Television, College Hill Productions, and Alloy Entertainment.
"Mom! He?s in jail because of fraud! He deserves it! Why do you keep taking it out on me?? Nathaniel Archibald exclaimed. He turned in the foyer of the magnificent Archibald townhouse and slammed the oak doors behind him.
As Nate storms down the steps onto the Upper East Side, he heaves a sigh of relief, his breath coming out as mist in the cold drizzle. He climbs into the limousine waiting outside and tells the driver, "take me to BlÉ, no, take me to Chuck's."
As the limousine winds through the road, Nate thought about what he shouted at his mother. A tear forced its way out of the corner of his green eyes. He wiped it away before the driver could notice. He did not want to invite gossip right now, not to his family that was already going through so much. He was Nate Archibald, all-star athlete, the perfect face and the perfect family background, until today at least, but nevertheless, he had to uphold his and his family's reputation.
The car stopped and the door opened. He had arrived at the Palace Hotel. He stepped into the lift, and hit the button leading to Chuck's suite.
Chuck heard the ring of the lift and approached its doors. As Nate stumbled out it, he was teary-eyed. Upon seeing Chuck, he fell to his knees and started to cry.
"What's the matter, Nathaniel?" Chuck asked, bending down in an attempt to bring his friend to the couch.
Nate tried to compose himself, "My f-family's lost everything, Grandfather's cut us off, and we'll probably l-l-lose the house. What on Earth do I do?" He lapsed into crying again. His tears soaked the cuffs of his Ralph Lauren shirt.
"Don't worry, Nate, your friends - Blair, Serena, and me - will all be here for you. Now, please stop crying and get a grip."
"Thanks Chuck. That means a lot to me. I've fallen out with my mother and have..."
"It's okay, you can stay here." Chuck replied, and turned towards Nate and lunged into a friendly hug with Nate. This was atypical of Chuck, whose cool demeanour meant he was not usually a hugger. But how could he not, seeing his best friend in such a shamble. "Now, change out and get some sleep."
The next morning came, it was a Saturday so they slept in, Nate recovering from the drama of the previous night. Not wanting to leave the privacy of the hotel room, since paparazzi was everywhere scouring for the Archibalds, Chuck ordered room service.
Nate and Chuck ate at the couch, Chuck dressed in royal purple robes and Nate in an undershirt and boxers, chomping down waffles, pancakes and eclairs, with a whole bunch of fruit. Nate had visibly improved from last night, and even laughed at the comedy that they were watching.
Chuck looked at the laughing Nate, and felt his heart tremble. He always had a little crush for his best friend. And he was bisexual, a fact that Nate and the high society did not know. He forgot about everything around him, and leant towards Nate and kissed him.
Nate was startled, and dropped the strawberry he was holding, "What are you doing, Chuck?"
"I'm sorry Nate. I just... I love you."
"What do you mean by that? I mean don't you mess around with all the whores and stuff? Are you gay?" Nate replied, shocked at Chuck's confession.
"I'm bisexual, Nate. I've always had a little crush on you and I guess you should know. I'm sorry if it scares you. It scares me too." Chuck replied, sounding apologetic.
"No mate, it's fine. I mean, it's who you are, and as your friend I'll support you, like how you supported me last night." Nate said, "But I already have Blair and we can't do this!"
"How well exactly has Blair treated you! Everytime you need her, she blows you off for some other socialite party or function. She has never been there for you. And it hurts me to see you being treated like that. You're above that. And why did you come here instead of going to her last night?" Chuck, frustrated with Nate's admission.
"I-I...," Nate stammered. He thought about it and knew that Chuck was right. He didn't have any feelings for Blair anymore, his father had forced him to reconcile with her the last time they broke up because of a business venutre with Blair's mother, Mrs. Waldorf.
The two boys looked at each other. Then they leant in for a passionate kiss. Chuck's thick lips met Nate's thinner ones and interlocked. Chuck's tongue pushed its way into Nate's mouth and tangled with Nate's tongue. Nate put his hands around Chuck's head and pulled on his dark hair.
Chuck, sensing that Nate was into it leant over Nate, and made Nate lie down on the couch. Their bodies lay over one another and they continued making out. Chuck carressed Nate's strong arms and revelled in the scent of the boy.
There was a stirring in their crotch areas, and they lay on top of each other. Chuck thought it was just his cock struggling to break free of the briefs he was wearing under the robe. But no, this was a different sensation. They broke their kiss and looked at their crotches. Nate had a large tent in his boxers.
Nate asked, "I've never been with a guy, have you?"
"Jonathan Westbrooks, ninth grade." Chuck replied, and without further hesitation, he pulled off Nate's undershirt. It was a magnificent sight.
"Wow, I haven't had a good look at that body of yours since we were kids." Chuck exclaimed. Nate was hairless and smooth, with very well-defined pecs and hard nipples. He had a six-pack on his abs and broad shoulders. A light dusting of hazel coloured hair trailed from his belly-button to under his boxers.
Without warning, Chuck lunged in again and kissed Nate, working his way down his neck and feeling up his muscled arms. He found his nipples and licked them sloppily. Looking up at Nate, he was throwing his head over the edge of the couch as he was driven wild by Chuck worked on his sensitive nipples. He raised his arms and Chuck went wild with the smell of his sweaty arm pits, hairless as well. Chuck's cock hardened even more.
He couldn't take it any more and Chuck stood up, taking off his robes, leaving him only in his white briefs which had a large bulge in it, threatening to rip open at the seams. Nate looked up from the couch, with his tent growing even larger as he saw Chuck's bulge. Chuck was white and had a lot of dark hair on his body. But still, there were lines defining his muscles, although less deep that those found on Nate.
This time, Nate was the one who took the initiative. He pulled Chuck towards him and buried his face in Chuck's hairy chest, sucking on his nipples and rubbed Chuck's crotch with his strong arms. The stirring grew further, and the tip of Chuck's cock pushed its way over the top of the tight briefs.
Seeing that underwear was now useless, Chuck and Nate pulled off each other's, and became struck in the sight of both throbbing cocks. Nate had a healthy seven inches, surrounded by light hazel hairs at the base. His balls hung low. Chuck's cock was eight inches long, and thicker and veinier than Nate's. His balls were tighter but were enormous. It was full of cum.
Chuck pulled on Nate's hand to move towards the bed, and made him sit on the edge of the bed. Chuck forced apart Nate's legs and promptly went to work on Nate's cock. The tip of his tongue ran up and down Nate's full seven inches, which throbbed as the tongue made contact with the sensitive head. Chuck teased Nate slowly and slowly covered over his cock with his entire mouth, slowly taking every inch of his cock in between his thick lips. Nate let out a gratituous moan and threw his head back again, with his rippling biceps and arm propping himself up. One hand went to the back of Chuck's head and pushed him further down on his cock, rhythmically. "Ahh, that's so good Chuck. You're an amazing cocksucker."
Chuck slowly pulled his mouth away from Nate's cock and looked up at him happily. "You have a tasty cock, mate." Standing up, his eight-inches struck Nate's chin. He moved onto the bed with Nate, and lay upside-down beside his friend. "Please suck on my cock. I need you."
Chuck resumed to suck on Nate in a 69 position, and Nate found Chuck's hairy legs and balls in his face. The head of Chuck's cock was a humongous mushroom and Nate took it in his hands. It was really heavy. He put his mouth over it and set to work on Chuck's cock. Chuck suddenly pulled away from Nate's cock and exclaimed, "Oh fuck, that feels so good! You're a BORN cocksucker, Nate."
Nate grinned and continued sucking on his best friend's cock, moving faster and faster with each motion. Both their balls started tightening, and Chuck took the cock out of his mouth and drooled and sloppily sucked on Nate's balls. It was sweaty and large. He could barely fit both in his mouth. Nate did the same and licked Chuck's hairy balls and stroked his cock with his hand meanwhile.
Chuck exclaimed, "Nate, I'm going to cum!" He forcefully turned Nate on his back and sat over his abs, pumping his cock hard with his hands. Nate took in the sight, with his own cock throbbing away. With each pull on his cock, Chuck's balls tightened and slackened. Nate couldn't help but started caressing Chuck's balls.
"Oh fuck, fuck! Here it goes! UHH! UHH! UHHHHH! CUM!" Chuck exclaimed loudly. Thick ropes of cum shot out of his cock and flew through the air, splashing on Nate's chest and as Chuck continued to moan, his cum slowly became a dribble, which meant that Nate was covered in his best friend's juice from chest to his abs. Chuck wiped sweat off his forehead, and said, "Now it's your turn."
Leaving Nate in the same position, Chuck quickly went back to suck on Nate's balls while stroking his cock with his hand. The veins on Nate's cock started showing and it was not before long that Nate stiffened his legs and gripped the bed with his arms and shouted, "Chuck! I'm going to cum! Help! UGH!"
Chuck sucked even harder on the tight balls and jets of steaming hot cum shot straight up in the air, while Nate's cock continued throbbing. The cum landed everywhere, on the sheets, on Nate, on Chuck and even one stream reached the pillows. "Holy fuck, that was the most intense orgasm I ever had, Chuck!"
Chuck just smiled knowingly and went back to his best friend's face and leant in for another long passionate kiss. Their bodies became both sticky and covered in cum, but they didn't care. Chuck rubbed down Nate, and felt his cock slowly becoming limp. They broke off their kiss, and Chuck looked down at his friend and what they had just done, "Wow, that was the best sex I've ever had. And your cock is still pretty hot even when it's soft."
Nate grinned. Exhausted by the intensity of the oral sex they just had, both of them fell asleep in each others' arms, with their cocks just touching each other and their bodies intertwined.
- End of chapter 1 -
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