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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Metalocalypse
  Character:
      Pickles_the_Drummer
  Additional Tags:
      pickles_the_drummer/oc, Young_Pickles, pre_deathklok, pickles_gets_used
  Series:
      Part 1 of Backstage
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-01-15 Words: 1531
****** Casual Encounters ******
by Picklenickle
Summary
     Pickles is a freshman and gives his first blow job to one of seths
     friends
Notes
     First fic
     i hope people like it
Brandon Cutly had to be the coolest person Pickles had ever met. He was the
tallest out of Seths friends and by far the cutest. Pickles didnt mind having
the most boring english literature teacher in the whole school system once he
realized he had the perfect view of Brandons ass out the window. Everyday
Pickles zoned out on Mr. Thomsons lesson and watched his brother and his
friends file into the courtyard during their free period and smoke a bowl. And
everyday Pickles would find his eyes drifting down to Brandon and his heart
would pick up a little bit. Pickles had only talked to him once at a party but
he had replayed their conversation in his head for months.
Pickles broke his concentration on the courtyard to look at the clock. He only
had 10 more minutes until english lit was over and he had a free music block, a
priviledge only seniors were supposed to have. Pickles was only a freshman but
his best friend Suny had set it up somehow. She never explained but only simply
said "Pay me back when your famous."
Suny had always been his best friend. He couldnt remember a time that he hadnt
known her, in the summers she would come stay with their family. Her mother and
his mother were friends growing up and continued to stay friends as their lifes
took different paths. Pickles didnt know much about Sunys life away from him.
What he did know was just a list of facts: her mother had died when she was 10,
her father was in the military, she came to live with them permantly 2 years
ago.
Suny was an extremely private person and Pickles has learned to respect and
admire it. He trusted her more then any other person hed ever met. She was the
only one in the house that ever gave a shit about him. She always made sure the
bills were paid, he had clothes and money for school, and always knew when
something was bothering him. He had no idea how she got the money but he knew
she worked for seth and that was enough information for him.
He snapped to attention when the bell rang. Glancing back at the window he
found that Seth and his friends had left the courtyard already. He quickly
gathered his things and made his way to the music rooms. He glad Suny got him
this free music period. It was the only time he felt at peace. He could play
many instruments but most days he chose the guitar. He liked to just let his
mind wander and play whatever came to mind.
He had completely lost himself in the song he was playing that he didnt notice
Brandon watching intently. He did notice him once he began to clap when the
song came to an end though. Pickles flushed, he was only goofing around. He
hadnt meant for anyone for actually hear that.
"Youre reelly good. Seth never tahld mee he had a musical geenius for a
brahther." Brandon walked towards him smiling and suddenly Pickles couldnt
think straight.
"I wouldnt say geenius, I wahsnt even trying" Pickles mumbled shrugging.
Brandon ignored this and took the guitar from pickles putting it back on the
rack then turning back to him Brandon seemed even closer. Pickles could swear
that he must hear his heart beat pounding.
"I knahw you like me," Brandon said barely over a whisper but the impact hit
pickles hard. This couldnt be good. At the very least he'd tell Seth then his
life would be over. But then Brandon leaned close and whispered in his ear, "I
think its cute" Pickles nearly fainted right there.
Suddenly they were kissing and it was the single greatest moment of Pickles
whole life. He was certain any minute hed wake up. But it was all too real to
be a dream. Brandons tongue was gently messaging his and pickles hands made
their way around his neck. He felt the older boys hands on his hips creeping up
his shirt feeling the skin under his finger tips making pickles shudder
pleasently. Suddenly Brandon was kissing down his jaw and nipping up his neck
sending sparks down his spine until his mouth was next to pickles ear.
"Geet ahn your knees" The older boy whispered thickly. His voice alone was
turning on Pickles more then humanily possible but the demand still made
stomach turn nervous.
"I-I dont knahw, what if sahmone ceetches us" Pickles hesitated he suddenly
wasnt sure if he wanted to be doing this. He just didnt feel right.
"Cahme ahn dont you weent tah shahw me hahw much you like me?" He was kissing
and nipping at his neck making him very hard and making it hard for him to
think straight but he did know he liked Brandon so he dropped to his knees. He
wasnt stupid he knew exactly what was coming but it didnt make him less
nervous. This wasnt exactly how hed envisioned his first blow job, to be honest
he was hoping he would be at least getting one but maybe Brandon would give him
one after.
Brandon pulled himself free of his pants and boxers looking down at pickles he
placed one hand behind pickles head wrapping his fingers painfully into pickles
hair and the other on the bottom of his shaft. He pressed down gently on
pickles forcing him to engulf his length ignoring pickles sputtering and
gagging. Giving him only a moment to get adjusted he started to pull and push
pickles like a rag doll in a steady pace. Pickles hated everything about this,
he hated being out of control, he hated how much his head hurt from Brandons
fingers, and he hated the tears that were making there way down his face.
Instead of fighting it though Pickles just relaxed telling himself that if he
did a good job maybe Brandon would think he was cool.
"Ah ya just like dat" Brandon moaned deeply picking up the pace. And then
suddenly Brandon dropped his hand from his head pulled out and came all pickles
unexpecting face. Brandon was quick to clean up and gather his things. While
pickles sat stunded of what just happend.
"Clean yourself up" Brandon threw a towel in his face and walked towards the
door. Glancing back only to say "I knew youd be easy" and laugh. Pickles wiped
his face clean feeling dirtier then hed ever felt. He was glad he could just go
home now that school was over. He just wanted to go home and go to bed. He
wanted to forget today ever happened.
For the first half of their walk home Pickles didnt say a word to Suny. While
normally Suny would be happpy about the silent walk she could tell something
was bothering pickles and it wasnt like him not to tell her things.
"Aright" She stopped short and turned to face him, "Whats going on" but he just
shrugged ignoring the question and tried to keep walking. Grabbing his wrist
she forced him to face her. He kept his gaze downwards he really didnt want her
to know what had happened. He didnt even want to remember what happened. "Come
on Pickle out with it" He knew she wouldnt drop it. But he hadnt even admitted
that he played both fields.
"I dont want to talk about it" He tried.
"Tough. Start talking." She wouldnt budge.
"Can we wait until were at home please." He hated how broken his voice came out
but at least it had worked, she moved to hold his hand and they continued their
walk silently back home. She practically dragged him up to the attic where she
lived. Once they were settled sitting up against her headboard in bed he tried
to dodge the question again but she just stared at him with her arms crossed.
"I just caent okahy" He mumbled.
"You know theres nothing that will make you love you less pickle, not anything
on this planet." She put his arms around him and kissed his temple. He smiled
gently he needed to hear that his own mom hasnt told him that in years.
"I like both guys and girls" He said quietly. He waited for yelling or hitting
but he didnt really expect laughing.
"Well no shit Pickle," She looked amused "You're not exactly subtle" He felt
relief was over him in waves until he remembered why he was in such a terrible
mood. "Is that all?" He proceeded to tell her about what happened in the music
room and she held him listening.
"I feel so stupid I shouldnt have let him use me like dat" Pickles said putting
his head in his hands.
"Oh please if I had a nickle everytime a boy did that to me I'd be a
millionaire but dont worry I got the cure for you, we're going to get very
drunk and very high." And thats what they did. Pickles was just glad that he
had one person he could count on to know exactly what he needed.
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