Ch 1
If I go the short way all the gnome refugees would jump me and take my clothing, or at least my underwear, but if I take the long route I'm out in the open where ninjas could take me away or some pedophile would grab me. It is too big a decision. I need Craig. Maybe if I run I could-
My train of thought was interrupted by a short spasm of the neck and an intake of breath resulting in a high pitched jittery "Gah". If I run I could get to his house and the pedophile wouldn't get me, no promises with the ninjas. The thought of a decision brought on a wave of convulsions and twitching with the occasional "Gah" or "Jesus Christ". I switched my weight from one foot to another, keeping my hands busy with the middle button of my shirt.
If I stand here I'll get taken for sure. That notion made up my paranoid mind and I sprinted off to Craig's. What if his family has been taken away and replaced by aliens? I made a mental note to ask and look for green skin and black soulless eyes.
It took three minutes and fifty-two seconds to get there. I counted in case I need an alibi if Craig had somehow died. I knocked on the door and it created muffled sounds since my mitten was on. I took I off and tried again. Spasms took control of my neck as I began to think of who would want to kill Craig.
The gnomes would want to kill him because he is my protector from them and he is the reason they don't get my underwear. Eric Cartman because he is an ass to ev-
The door opened and Craig stood there, an annoyed puzzled look on his face. He had peachy skin and very non alien eyes.
"Are you a-a, nngh, alien?" I said twitching and fumbling with the same button as before.
"No," his monotone voice stated. He went to close the door but I stepped my foot in the way with a jerky movement. "What do you want Tweek?" A flicker of a smile almost formed but was replaced with his trademark frown.
"My house isn't GAH safe. Ev-everyone is out to GG-get me. Jesus Christ!" another wave of convulsions and spasms moved my unwilling body.
"I'll make some coffee," he sighed, opening the door wider to let me through. I stamped the carpet as to destroy the chances of an invasion of whatever lived under there.
He twitched and jerked on my couch with the coffee in his hands. It was a surprise he never spills it, though it was dangerously close as it splashed about.
Ever since I first met Tweek Tweak I'd loved him. Of course I never said anything, because nobody, not even Tweek, wants a faggot for a friend. Sometimes when I'm alone in my bed I think about him, think of how it would feel with our bodies together caught up in the moment of lust. His ragged breath sending tingled down my spine.
"GAH- are you going to say something? Jesus Christ this is freaking me out. You, nngh, have you been internally abducted? Oh shit. Oh shit,"
"Calm down idiot. I was just thinking."
"Nngh, about what?"
A deep red blush came across my face "Nothing. Shut up. Wanna play video games in my room?"
"Okay" he said spazing on the couch. We both got up and I brushed my hand on his on accident. Oh shit. I got a hard on right at that moment. Tweek noticed and both our faces went red.
"Jesus Ch-Christ!" he handled his coffee and had a nasty bunch of spasms. "Oh shit. We're GAH f-fags. Jesus Christ!"
I took this moment to hold his hand and lead him back to the couch. The twitches subsided and he put down the mug. I bring my face close enough to feel that ragged breath.
"I can't handle this NNGH pressure!" he shook. Right then he lunged his face at mine and we kissed. Electricity sparked my whole body and my senses both heightened and dulled in the same second. We kissed again, then again. I boldly wrapped my arms around his jittery body and felt him calm down, a motionless peaceful feeling.
"Wow" we both breath in unison. I know what he meant.
He is my strength. Without him I would have been a casualty in whichever unknown war that may or may not be taking place in my closet. Without his body I would be filled with unintentional convulsions, but instead I sit here feeling his body against mine. His fingers glide over my bare skin as he drags my shirt over my head, exposing my torso. My muscles tighten as it comes in contact with warm hot air coming from Craig's mouth. He kisses my belly button. I can't help but release a small moan. His face slowly makes it's way to mine after kissing a trail up to it. Our lips touch and his open slightly. We explore the wondrous caves and ridges of each others insides and slowly he reaches down to my trousers. I blush uncontrollably and a small spasm makes it's way into my body.
My pants are now unbuttoned and are being slid off, along with my blue boxers. Craig is still fully clothed and I ponder whether I should partake in this act or let him do it on his own. Maybe he wants to be touched as well. My hands make there way to the hem of his shirt and I mimic the movements he used to take mine off.
A smirk from his face showed me I did the right thing and he caressed my arms as I do away with his pants.
At the moment I take them all the way off he tackles me, frightening me into a small panic. It quickly disappeared as I found out why he did it. We kissed some more and realise the position we were in. Both of us looked down and Craig had a perverted smile on his beautiful face. Let the fun begin.