Date: Sat, 15 May 2010 01:13:34 +0800
From: hating life <hatinglife99@gmail.com>
Subject: Gossip - Chapter 3

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, Ed Westwick,
Penn Badgeley & Connor Paolo 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.

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On his way home, Nathaniel Archibald received a text from his
mother. "Nathaniel, the police have seized the house. I've gone up to
Connecticut to speak with Grandfather. Mom." Nate turned around the street
corner and arrived at his townhouse. A sign on the gate said "SEIZED by the
NYPD".

Seeing the gate was unlocked, he pushed his way through and then went into
the house. Nearly everything, furniture, art pieces, and even the antique
cabinets, was covered in the SEIZED sign. Nate stared in disbelief. His
life was just falling apart, he'd lost his father, they've lost their money
and now he was technically homeless.

He walked through the rest of the house. Every room was searched and even
more "SEIZED" signs were found. He tried turning on the lights in his
bedroom, but it did not come on. The electricity was cut, that means the
heat would also be cut, as would the water.

But where could he go now? He didn't have much money left. He thought of
crashing at Chuck's, but that was now not an option. Nate was a private
person and did not have many close friends. Blair and his relationships was
as good as over, so that wouldn't be any good. Heaving a sigh, he decided
to rough it out in the stately townhouse, and he would have to hide if the
police came back again.

He dragged his feet to the large sleigh bed in his room and curled up in a
fetal position. His world had come crashing. Tears rolled out the corners
of his green eyes and stained his sheets. He gave up fighting back the
tears as he cried himself to sleep.


He awoke at dawn, as the mellow orange rays shone through the window. He
rustled from under his sheets, but found no strength even though he had
been asleep for nearly an entire day. He turned and fell back asleep again.

2 hours later, the stronger rays of light pierced his eyes and awoke him
this time. He slowly climbed up and rubbed his eyes, swollen and
tear-stained. As he focused his vision he saw a figure sitting on an
elaborate armchair across the room. It was Chuck.

"Nathaniel," Chuck said.

"What are you doing here, Chuck?" Nate interjected, cutting him off.

"I know what's happening here, and" Chuck said.

"What is happening here? How is any of it your concern? Please leave." Nate
shot off, with a quiver in his voice, and motioned to the door.

Chuck rose from the chair and walked towards Nate, who still had his arms
up. "Look Nate, we have got to talk this through. I'm sorry about what
happened, and I'm here to... apologize."

Nate bit his lip. He knew that for Chuck to put aside his pride and to
admit that he was in the wrong was not easy. Chuck was brought up to get
anything and everything he wanted. He lived a life that he wanted,
everything he did was the right thing, nothing ever wrong, not in his own
perspective.

"No Chuck, I can't do this now," Nate replied and got off the bed, and
turned away.

"I'm sorry Nate, I really am. Can we please talk about this?" Chuck
pleaded.

Nate remained silent.

"I get it, I'm sorry for fucking this up big time. But that was honestly
what I feel. And I've always wanted to be honest with you. You are my
friend, my only friend. And friends are honest with each other. As much as
I know how this changes things, I can't keep lying to myself anymore. I'm
in love with you, Nate. I love you, and only you." Chuck continued, "I
can't stop thinking about you, and I want to be here for you when you are
going through this. I want to be with you."

Nate was looking out of the window, and as he heard these words, more tears
rolled down his chiseled cheeks. He cleared his throat and turned
around. "You're right Chuck, we have to talk about this now. I do treasure
you as a friend, and hearing what you've said, I think you haven't had it
easy either. I've been a selfish bastard."

They both sat down on the sleigh bed and stared each other in the
eyes. Chuck gazed longingly at Nate, as though begging for his love. Nate
stared at Chuck, but he felt his heart race faster and faster. He thought
to himself, "No one has ever cared for me the way Chuck has, not even
Mom. And I care for him too. He's the only person I have now."


Nate said as he struggled to fight back tears, "I'm sorry Chuck. I'm sorry
for how I'd treated you. You've been the only person who have stood by me
all this while."

Chuck replied, "That's what friends are for. I care about you, Nate, and
nothing will ever change that."

Nate sat cross legged and bent forward, supporting his head with his
hands. "I don't know how to put this either, but," he paused, "I think I
might be in love with you too. Maybe that's why I've been fighting so
hard. I don't want things to change. I still want to be best friends."

Chuck answered, "But nothing has to change. I love you for who you have
been to me, Nate."

"B-b-but I don't know how we are going to get through this. I'm scared."
Nate stammered.

"We don't have to tell anyone. I want to be with you for the sake of being
with you. I don't need the world to know." Chuck answered reassuringly, as
he put an arm around Nate.

"I l-love you, Chuck." Nate's eyes filled with tears.

"I love you too, Nate." Chuck replied as both of them knelt on the bed,
locked in a long embrace. Nate cried. Chuck teared. They were overtaken by
the sense of security and emotional freedom they now have.

Chuck cupped Nate's head and told him, "Stop crying. We will get through
this together. Trust me." Then he used his thumb to wipe away Nate's
tears. "But first, come to the Palace with me. You can't stay in here any
longer. Grab your stuff, I'll meet you in the foyer"

Nate nodded and got off the bed, rummaging through his drawers to pack some
clothes and books for school. He headed to the foyer, where Chuck was
already dressed in his trench coat and held Nate's to him. Nate put it on
and they stood in the foyer, staring at each other once more. They held
each others' hands and gazed. "I love you," they both said at the same
moment. Letting go of their hands, they left the house and proceeded to the
Palace.



Meanwhile in the van der Woodsen apartment...

Eric van der Woodsen was an openly gay teen, as Georgina Sparks, his
sister's enemy, had outed him last year. Alone in his home, as usual, since
Lily was probably out shopping again, and Serena was probably on one of her
dates. He stared blankly into space in his room, thinking about all that's
happened to him ever since he came out.

He had a boyfriend, Jonathan Whitney, who was a fellow schoolmate and also
gay. They loved each other tremendously.

Just then, his phone vibrated. It was a text from his mother, "Won't be
home tonight. Serena's staying at Blair's. You can take care of yourself?"

Eric smiled, it was not the first time Lily took off for a spa trip
somewhere unexpectedly. He replied, "Yes, no problem."

He threw the phone back on his bed. Then an idea struck him. He scrambled
back to the bed and picked up his phone. "Hey Jonathan, wanna come over to
hang? Lily and Serena won't be home tonight, I'm bored." He texted
Jonathan.

Minutes later, the phone vibrated again. Eric picked it up excitedly and
read "On my way already."

Eric awaited for Jonathan's arrival, pacing up and down the living room. It
had been weeks that they've had any time to spend with each other, alone.

"Ding!," the elevator doors opened. Eric ran up to the elevator doors and
there Jonathan was, dressed casually, as he always did around Eric,
carrying an overnight bag. Eric smiled to himself, he would have Jonathan
with him all day, and all night.

Jonathan stepped out of the lift and the two lovers kissed
passionately. Jonathan dropped his bag onto the floor, and grabbed Eric
around his waist and pulled him towards himself. They both closed their
eyes and leant in for the kiss.

Their lips touched and it sent a jolt running down Eric's spine. He missed
Jonathan. Their tongues found its ways into each other's mouths and it
explored the reaches of it. Eric pulled on Jonathan's dark brown hair and
grinded himself against the taller boy's body.

Jonathan pulled away, "Whoa, seriously? You wanna do this now?"

"Yes Jonathan, I want to do it now. I missed you too much," Eric replied,
as he pulled on Jonathan's collar and led him. Jonathan grinned. He wanted
Eric so badly too.

It was only in the hallway where they couldn't wait already. The two horny
boys starting making out again. Eric unbuttoned Jonathan's shirt and ripped
it off of him. He felt up Jonathan's amazing pecs and abs. He was rock hard
and well-muscled from all the sports he did. Then Jonathan put his hands
into Eric's pants and pulled out his tucked in sweatshirt. They broke
contact for a while to pull the sweatshirt over Eric's head, and they
stared at each other's chests.

Eric was pale and white, and had dirty blonde hair. He was thin and lean,
but still had some definition on his abdomen. A light trail of blonde hair
dusted its way down from his belly buttom and into the waistband of his
tight baby blue briefs.

Jonathan was white too with dark hair. Eric loved his height and the bulk
of his muscles. He was slightly hairy. If given a few more years, those
hairs would grow into a forest all over his chest. A darker trail led to
his pants.

Pulling him into the bedroom, Eric bent down and pulled down Jonathan's
slacks and boxers. He was well-hung. The trail of pubic hair led to a 5
inch long cock, with low hanging balls, covered in a fuzz of dark
hair. Eric used his fingers to play with Jonathan's soft cock and his
balls. Jonathan looked down, "I want you to suck my dick, Eric. Make it
hard man."

Eric obliged and pushed down Jonathan on the bed, and then promptly went to
work on Jonathan's hot cock. It was the only cock he had ever tasted and it
was great. He tongued Jonathan's cut dick from base to the head and he
could feel it starting to feel up with blood. As he continued teasing
Jonathan like this, Jonathan's cock started to become half-hard. Eric then
put his tongue below the cock head, and tickled that very sensitive
spot. Jonathan immediately went to full mast, as he moaned, "Ohh Eric, take
my fucking dick in your mouth, ohh stop teasing me already!"

"Only if you say please," as Eric vigorously tickled that same spot.

Jonathan whimpered and managed a groan, "Please Eric, please!" and then he
garnered his strength and put Eric's head over his cock, pushing his now 7
inches into Eric's mouth. He let out another moan of comfort. "Oh that
feels so good, I fucking love you."

Eric easily took down his lover's full 7 inches into his mouth. And as his
saliva covered Jonathan's cock, it glistened in the light. He slid his
mouth up and down Jonathan's dick as his lips conformed to Jonathan's
dick. Jonathan threw his head back and let out groan after groan. He was a
noisy lover and that turned Eric on.

With his hands, Eric took off his pants and massaged his aching cock
through his briefs. Just then, Jonathan ordered, "Stop now, I can't cum
yet!"

Eric stopped, he didn't want this session to end just yet. He slid up
Jonathan's fucking hot body and he buried his face in Jonathan's hairy
armpits and teased his pink nipples. Then Eric pulled away, sat on
Jonathan's abs and whispered. "I want you to suck me and fuck me."

Jonathan promptly started slobbering up Eric's hot 6.5 inches through the
briefs. They became wet with a combination of pre-cum and Jonathan's
spit. Eric's cock grew so hard and pushed against the fabric of the briefs,
wanting to be set free. Jonathan shifted the briefs and let Eric's balls
hang out, and promptly went to work on them with his mouth, sucking on them
so intensely that Eric let out a unexpected loud moan. "Mmm, that's right
Jonathan. Suck my dick. Suck it."

Jonathan looked up at Eric's eyes - just like a pleading little schoolboy.
Even though Jonathan was the dominant partner, it was the soft tender looks
that he gave to Eric that made Eric crazy over him. Jonathan pushed Eric
down on the bed and stripped him of his underwear. The 6.5 inch cock
pointed straight up at the ceiling. Jonathan vigorously went down on him as
Eric let out moans of satisfaction. Jonathan knew how to suck his cock.
Eric liked to have his entire cock up his lover's mouth, and then some
more. Eric reached out and stroked his lover's broad strong shoulders, and
Jonathan moved his hands to stroke Eric's back.

Inching slowly, Jonathan found Eric's butt crack. He stroked the smooth
skin and asked Eric, "Are you ready? I want you so badly." Eric gave a
happy nod and went then went on all fours. Jonathan buried his face in
Eric's smooth butt and tongued his way around the hole. Eric had such a
virginal ass, having only been fucked by him before. It was tasty and
tight. Just how Jonathan liked it.

Jonathan lubed up his throbbing hard cock - so turned on by the mere sight
and taste of Eric's ass - and then positioned himself behind Eric. He knew
a tight ass took time to get inside of. Jonathan slowly pushed the tip of
his engorged cock head into Eric's ass. There was some resistance, and Eric
winced a little. But slowly, inch by inch, Jonathan pushed in his entire 7
inches and was fucking Eric gently. The two boys moaned as Eric felt the
searing heat of the fuck, his prostrate being teased by his favorite cock,
and Jonathan felt the contractions of Eric's tight hole around his fat
cock.

Jonathan leant forward over Eric's back and hugged him around his waist,
leaning his body on Eric's back, and passionately fucked Eric. They turned
sideways when Eric lost balance - he couldn't take Jonathan's weight on his
petite frame - and the boys were on the bed. Jonathan's cock was still
inside Eric's ass as they both squirmed on the bed with each thrust by
Jonathan.

"Mm, Jonathan, fuck my ass hard. I want you, I need you. Fuck me uhh!"

Jonathan pulled out his cock, and then turned Eric on his back quickly, as
his face flushed with the horniness running through him. Eric admired his
rippling muscles and loving gaze. Jonathan lifted Eric's legs and quickly
went back to burying his cock in Eric's ass. This position was even more
intense, and Eric gripped the bed sheets tightly with his fingers. Jonathan
leant forward and started kissing Eric again. The two boys made out while
Jonathan's cock rocked the bed as he thrusted it in and out and Eric's red
and fiery hole. Their tongues intertwined and Eric tasted himself from
Jonathan's saliva from eating his ass out. It was sensational.

Eric's cock became hard again and he was incredibly turned on by the sight
of his boyfriend fucking his ass, not to mention that he was a great
fucker. He pulled on his cock to jerk out the load that was building up in
his balls. He was amazed at Jonathan's stamina. He had been fucking him for
the past 20 minutes straight and was panting and sweating. The drops of
sweat glistened and ran down their bodies. Jonathan saw Eric's balls
starting to contract - he knew that's when Eric was going to cum.

He took over jerking Eric's cock and continued fucking him, even harder
than before. As he continually hit Eric's prostrate, Eric's cock hardened
even beyond it could and his balls rode high beside his pale shaft. "Ahh,
Ahh, Jonathan, fuck yeah, I'm cumming, fuck me hard and let me cum!"

As Eric moaned out the last words, he shot out 5 jets of hot cum,
accumulated from the last time he wanked off. His body spasmed on the bed
and he groaned with each shot. The first stream shot straight up and hit
Jonathan's chest and the last creamed over Jonathan's hands. Jonathan was
incredibly turned on by this and he continued fucking Eric.

His face and neck had turned red and the veins on his body were popping.
Jonathan was ready to cum as well. Just as he pulled out of Eric's ass, he
launched 8 shots of steaming cum all over the bed and Eric. He was the
noisier cummer, and groaned so loudly as Eric watched in amazement,
stroking Jonathan's strong legs. Worn out by the exhausting fuck, Jonathan
collapsed on the bed next to Eric. Both boys were covered in so much cum -
all that was saved for each other for so long.

They clearly missed each other. Their skins touched and Eric curled up on
the more muscular, taller and beefier Jonathan, stroking his finger across
his chest and playing with his nipples. Jonathan kissed Eric's head and
both boys reveled in the smell of each other's fresh cum, each other's
bodies and each other's hearts.

- End of chapter 3 -

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