Lost (A Chandler Riggs Gay Fan Fiction)

Good As New

Chandler and I are better than ever. We have never been so close.

The strip game was two nights ago. That doesn't mean we stopped stripping after the game.

Up until now, our relationship has been more romantic than sexual. It has completely switched. Don't get me wrong, Chandler is still extremely romantic, but there is a lot of sexual tension between us right now. We still don't plan on having sex for a little while, but damn we are getting close to it.

Chandler is downstairs right now. He's setting up for the party. I'm helping Mrs. Riggs bake a cake. They are leaving tonight. They are going to be gone for a week. That means a week of just me and Chandler. We will have the whole house to ourselves.

Tonight is going to be Chandler's biggest party yet. I cannot wait to grind with Chandler. There's still a lot of things I want to do with Chandler. He still hasn't seen me naked. I think he knows I'm a little self-conscious. He's good at understanding me.

Abriel and Hana are both coming to the party tonight. I don't like either of them but I can accept it... for Chandler.

I haven't given Chandler another blow job since the strip game, but I have given him a few hand jobs.

Chandler told me he has a surprise for tonight. I'm excited to see what it is but also nervous. Chandler seems really excited to show me. He said I'm going to like it.

I finish baking the cake with Mrs. Riggs. Everything feels okay now. I think I'm getting better. I'm not as sad all the time anymore.

I go down to tell Chandler the cakes ready. I see him and he pulls me in. He kisses me passionately. I speak.

"I'm so happy with our relationship."

"It's good as new."

We kiss some more. We separate so I can tell Chandler about the cake.

"The cake is done. You wanna ice the words on top?"

"Sure."

We kiss again before getting up to walk upstairs. Chandler smacks my butt as we walk up the stairs. I turn around and stick my tongue out. He sticks his tongue out too and gets closer to me. Next thing I know we're making out again. Chandler's tongue feels comfortable inside my mouth. We eventually make our way up the stairs. We walk into the kitchen. Chandler writes three words on the cake.

"Happy Birthday Hunter."