Date: Tue, 4 Aug 2009 11:51:52 +0000
From: Billy Okayz <billyokayz123@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Privileged Part 1

This is a story about characters from the television show Privileged. This
story is not meant to imply anything about the characters or actors. All
rights are held by CSB Paramount Network Television, Warner
Bros. Television, College Hill Productions, and Alloy Entertainment.

---- Privileged ----

After a day of surfing, Charlie gathered his stuff, changed and started
driving. He knocked on the huge Baker mansion door when he arrived.  He and
Megan had agreed to go over his papers for college acceptance; the two had
been best friends since forever, but little did she know that Charlie was
nursing a secret crush for her.

 "Hey." Will answered, peeved that this fag Charlie was back. The two had
clashed previously and Will had always got the vibe that Charlie was
extremely jealous. He was alone in the house now, so he didn't have to be
polite to Megan's best friend as he was when Megan was around.

Charlie looked around and invited himself in casually. "Is Megan here?"

 "Nope," Will blatantly, thinking what a desperate guy Charlie was.

Charlie had continued to wander deeper into the mansion, roaming the lobby
like a schoolboy on an excursion. "Well can I wait for her anyway?"

 "If you want..." Will shrugged and started walking towards the lounge.
Charlie stood there, with his hands in the pockets of his jeans, waiting
around while Will sat down in amusement, watching the idiot make a fool of
himself.

After watching the surfer walking around doing nothing for about thirty
seconds, Will got off from the lounge and started walking
upstairs. "Wanker." he mumbled.

"Hey what did you say?" Charlie said, tightening his eyebrows and taking
his hands out of his pockets.

"I said, you're a wanker." Will fired back, rolling his eyes as he stopped
in his tracks and turn to face Charlie. Was this pauper really going to
challenge him?

 Charlie took three steps forward to meet Will face-to-face. "The jealous
boyfriend," Charlie began, "don't worry, I've seen plenty of your kind
before...and after they all ran away, Megan would come running back to me."

The two stood there, glaring at each other, enraged. Finally, Will broke
the silence, challenging the surfer, "So you're saying I'm just another guy
she'll forget later huh?"

"Yeah, that's right," Charlie responded, "especially if you're going to
call me a wanker." He inched closer to Will's face.

"Well, you are, aren't you?" Will smirked. The billionaire wanted to mess
with the poor boy's mind, even if it probably wasn't worth his time.

Charlie was confused and slightly embarrassed now, his face turning red.
"Excuse me?" he always thought Will has a relatively mature person, albeit
a little rash, but he didn't suspect that Will would now start calling
people immature names.

"What, you don't wank?" Will continued, smiling slightly, and enjoying
making the blonde squirm.

Charlie was now angry and ready to throw a punch right at Will's smug,
annoying...but handsome face.  "That's none of your business, bastard."

 "Ooh, tough guy now, huh?" Will said sarcastically, still playing
games. Silence followed. Charlie wanted to say something but couldn't find
anything smart to say back, he just stored his rage within his body. Will
was enjoying himself, watching the wannabe implode. He provoked Charlie
further by showing the masturbating motion in front of Charlie, shaking his
fist up and down, up and down in front of Charlie's face.  Then, he cupped
Charlie's balls as a joke.

"Oh fuck you." Charlie was about to push Will to the wall, until Will
grinned.

 "Take it easy buddy," He chuckled, with his hands still firmly on
Charlie's treasure.

"What the fuck?" Charlie was confused, and looking down at the sight of
Will squeezing his balls quite tightly. What he couldn't admit was that he
slightly liked the feeling. Will let go.

"You know what Charlie..." Will said, as he circled the surfer. "I admire
you, for sticking by Megan even though studs like me are always fucking
her. I admire you, for not giving up hope. And I admire you more, for
keeping yourself single, despite the fact that your little buddy there
clearly wants to be free." Will continued, smiling and pointing to
Charlie's obvious boner.

Charlie's face grew redder by the second. "Fuck off," he mumbled as he was
about to walk away.

"But wait, buddy," Will said, as he roughly grabbed Charlie's hand, still
smiling cheekily, like a bully. "I want to know, if you really are a wanker
or not."

"I told you to fu-" But before Charlie could finish, Will pulled Charlie
towards him and kissed his surfer lips. At first Charlie was
non-responsive, resisting and angry. He tried to break the kiss, groaning
and telling Will to get off. But these sounds were muffled, as Will
continued to explore Charlie's mouth. Suddenly, the kiss became very
passionate and the two were pressed up against a wall.

Will then unbuckled Charlie's belt, and slid down his jeans to reveal
Charlie's tight, black, Calvin Klein boxer briefs. "Surprised you even wear
CKs, you sandy bastard." Will whispered, into Charlie's ear.

"You dirty, little fucker." Charlie smiled. He secretly had always
fantasized about fucking the billionaire bad boy.

The pair did not stop indulging in each other as they moved to the guest
bedroom. Will pushed Charlie roughly, down onto the bed and lunged on top
of him. He slid himself down to Charlie's naval area and played once more
with Charlie's now fully erect, huge, dick and balls through the texture of
the underwear. "Mmmmm" Charlie groaned, as Will now used his nose to sniff
the smells of Charlie's cock, still through the fabric. Charlie's cock was
so hard now that it would poke Will in the eye. Then, Charlie started
moving his cock back and forth, slapping Will's cheeks. "Fuck, fuck, fuck"
Will would gasp, closing his eyes and rhythmically cursing.

 Finally, Will slid down the boxer briefs. "Fuck! Now I wanna surf that."
Will said, impressed. Charlie's humongous dick was at least 9 inches long
and very thick. It was reddish, and the state of its hardness had exposed
the veins of the dick. The cock was surrounded by thick, brownish-blonde
pubes and it had a slight curve to it.  Will inhaled the funny aromas that
Charlie's cock sent out; the fishy yet soothing stink it oozed into the
air. He got down eye-level with the wonder and licked the piss slip, which
drew massive moans from the surfer. Will then buried his face in Charlie's
awesome pubes, and inhaled the ripe smell. Will saw that sweat had begun to
arise at Charlie's forehead, so he pulled himself up and cleaned it away by
licking the forehead clean. "Don't sweat it babe," he said, as he kissed
Charlie's now-clean forehead.

Will then helped Charlie take off his denim jacket. The thinner man rubbed
Charlie's ripped body through the fabric of his yellow t-shirt, and used
his fingers to caress Charlie's muscular arms. Charlie raised his arms so
that Will could take Charlie's t-shirt off. Once it was off, Will pinned
Charlie's arms to the bed and invaded Charlie's right armpit by burying his
face into the hairy cave and deeply inhaling the wonderful scent.

He drank the sweat on the tips of the armpit hair and vigorously rubbed his
face hard into Charlie's pit. "Fuck your pit smells good." Will
whispered. Charlie moaned at the immense pleasure, and forced Will's nose
even further up Charlie's hairy pit by using his other hand to push Will's
sweaty head down. Charlie gasped for air when Will used his skilled tongue
to run through Charlie's toned 6-pack. He was pleased that the cute surfer
was packing some hair on his chest. Like an animal without dinner, Will
rubbed his cheek against Charlie's light brown-blondish fur and practically
licked the sweat on Charlie's body clean.

"Fuck, just suck me already." Charlie gasped. Will laughed as he stopped
licking Charlie's godly body and payed his attention to the stiff rod.

Carefully, he grabbed on to the cock and nodded his head down. "Hey little
buddy," he said, stroking it up and down.  He put it in his mouth, and to
his surprise, Charlie immediately started moving his body up and down, up
and down. Will almost choked. "Fuckkkk, fuckk, fuckkk" Charlie shouted,
deep throating the more arrogant of the two. Will finally got a grip of his
breath and started to hum while sucking, which sent delightful vibrations
to Charlie's cock.

Finally, after minutes passed, Charlie shouted at the top of his
lungs. "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum..... AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH." Some of
the warm, salty jizz went straight to Will's mouth but most of it went to
his navy Ralph Lauren knit sweater.

"Disgusting. Poor boy jizz. I'll have my cleaner wash this." Will joked,
taking off the shirt and tossing it to Charlie's face. The cum that was on
the shirt then landed on Charlie's face. Charlie was now tasting his own
cum.

 "I wouldn't complain if I were you, this tastes fucking great." Charlie
said, licking his lips. Will moved his body and lay on top of the exhausted
surfer. Will smiled cheekily at Charlie.  "That'll be $20 for the blow and
another $50 to taste this billionaire's bad boy", Will said, arrogantly
cupping his balls and dick from the inside of his Calvin Klein boxer briefs
and then taking them out again. "Wanna sniff?" Will offered his stinky hand
right under Charlie's nostrils.

"You bastard," Charlie started, trying to not sound desperate. But Charlie
couldn't resist. He held Will's strong hand and put it right up to his nose
and sniffed, before inhaling the funky stench deeply. "Fuuuuck", Charlie
moaned, closing his eyes.  "I'll pay you for another sn-" before Charlie
could finish, Will took him in for a kiss, and they shared Charlie's warm
jizz.

 "Seems like interrupting people is your thing," Charlie smiled, caressing
Will's sweaty neck.

"Don't get too comfortable, you know my turn's next."