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Bientai dylan

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Dylan is at the brink of death at the hands of a Susie all because of a Ian, Ian who he loves but has never been bold enough to approach. As his head is smashed by the elevator doors he accepts his fate as he shuts his eyes, in a split second the pain was gone. He wakes from sleep with a throbbing headache. "is this what heaven looks like?" he asks himself while massaging his temple. He pinched himself and the pain shot through his entire body, he is dead or he thought so, he isn't supposed to feel any pain, is he? he thought to himself. Right across the bed he saw a framed picture hanging on the wall, that was when it struck him...he had transmigrated into a series he watched not too long ago. He decided from then on that his death in his first life was pitiful and worse so because he died a virgin, so from then onward he swore to fuck any man he fancied... Will he? will he not? We are just going to have to find out I guess...
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Chapter 1 - Dylan linth

"yawn"

'Dylan's pov'

"See you tomorrow Ian" I wave as I leave the office .

It's currently 5pm and yes it's the classic 9 to 5 job. I haven't introduced myself yet I know so I might as well do so now..it's never late, aye?

My names are Dylan linth, weird name I know but who gives a shit? I don't so I know you don't too.. haha<, I'm currently 29 years old and a pitiful virgin, now is the time you ask why I inserted pitiful in there...gulp... Well it's a pitiful situation because not only have I never been with no one I also have never jerked off before, why?.. I do not know. To crown it all I am as gay as a man in the front roll seats of a lady Gaga concert, do I see handsome and scrumptious men?..yes I do, do I find them attractive?..absofuckinglutely, even at the moment I have a crush on my team leader at the office. Ian is the juiciest guy I've ever seen, the bloke is 6"9 and I'm sure the junior in his pants don't pale in comparison to his height. Gold bars? Haha...they pale in the presence of his eyes, coupled with his jet black hair...and so I don't forget to mention his skin is tanned to a golden brown... He is the full package.

But all that don't matter because as far as this life is concerned I won't ever be bold enough to approach him romantically...so I can only salivate while staring holes through his body.

Have I ever been approached before?.. of course I have, but I've only ever been approached by twinks, they are pretty I tell you but I wanna be the slut underneath and not the top.

Pitiful right?.. I think by now you would have pieced it together. I am not the regular type of bottom, meaning that I'm not a twink...shit that's sugar-coating it, I'm more muscular than most tops so it's basically impossible for me to find love or a one night stand even. So you see why Ian is a no-go area?, I wouldn't want to make things awkward between us so I would rather we remained bros.

So that's the life of a pitiful 29years old gay virgin,no shit...

Now that I've clocked out for the day, I just want to get home and wash the stress off of me. I feel like this elevator is unusually slow today, it's taking forever to get to the ground floor but whatever, it's not like I'm in much of a hurry anyway.

"Finally" the elevator door opens. I don't know if it is because I'm getting old so I'm rusty on my reflexes or whatever but I saw it first and seeing it first meant ducking or dodging to the side right? But I couldn't move my limbs, it was as if I was spellbound.

"Aaaaghhhhhhhh" I screamed as the acid or whatever it is she poured on me soaked my shirt and pants.

I was literally tossing and turning and on the floor as a round of kicks attached my stomach... "Shit...what is it bitch, who are you?" I ask in between mouth fulls of blood.

"Of course you don't know me, man-snatcher... The only thing Ian ever talks about is you" she spits on me while still dealing me severe kicks to my tummy.

My eyes light up in confusion as anger fills me up "the fuck you mean by that?..so you mean to tell me you're hitting me because your low esteemed and Botox disfigured self thinks I have something going on with Ian...huh?..you know what? Yes...we have been fucking". Her face turns beet red,I smile in satisfaction and oh I'm way too angry to care about my reputation at the company at this point.

"You want to know why he don't like you? It's because you are an ugly ass, retarded and to top the cake you can't even fuck, girl he just keeping you for lavender sake" I blurt out amidst laughter.

With the look in her eyes now I can tell that she's about to go full blown maniac, but my face and chest are burning from the chemical she spilled on me so here I am tending th my self and paying her no attention...

Before I could react I was pushed down right in front of the elevator doors "ding" the door opened up as a client who was throwing tantrums in the lobby earlier walked out, I'm sure she didn't recognize me because if she did she would have definitely mocked me especially after what ensued earlier at the lobby.

But now I'm genuinely starting to freak out, how bad were the effects of the chemical for my face to become unrecognizable? Shit, there was no time for me to dwell on that because this psycho lady plunged my head in between the elevator's shutting doors.

I have always hated action movies but now I wish we were in one of them so that the elevator doors would automatically return to their initial position immediately they touched my head but oh mi god, I'm going to die without ever cumming my pants.

"Susie what the fuck are you doing?" I hear a familiar voice coming from the speaker at the ceiling, it was Ian's. Well no shit it's not like he can do anything from over there, aye?

As I raised my middle finger to the said Susie's face with a bitter smile on my face, I only had one regret "how could I die without ever getting dicked? If there is a next life I'm going to whore my way through it, best believe me" and poof everywhere went dark, no pain just click.

"Shit, did I tumble or something?" I hold my head in pain as I open my eyes and find myself in a bougie old-money themed room, oh so this is heaven? That means god does hear all our prayers because I only ever mentioned loving this type of house to myself.

"Hello" I call out, no echo, hmm, no answer too. "Angels, god?" Where did y'all go...no shit, they are busy people I guess, they better deal with that Susie bitch while they are at it, I might even ask them for a favor later; I want to become Ian's sleep paralysis demon..haha...

Wait a minute...I pinch myself hard on my arm and trust me I'm not trying that shit again, the pain was so much because I put a lot of effort in it, I figured I wouldn't feel pain because I was dead and am currently in heaven but now I'm starting to rethink it because there's no way a dead body is breathing and feeling pain, aye?

"Where am I?"

I lift up my head to look across the room and my chest tightened, right there on the wall hung the picture of 'Ellis', the Ellis.

Am I in a movie?

I watched this series two months ago, so I definitely still remember this face.

"What the fuck is going on?"!!!