Syed: A Love Story (Erotica) Work in Progress

"I guess this is it guys. We've made it," said Syed as he stared at the hardwood floor. "Yeah, we've worked so hard to make this happen," agreed Leonardo, staring at Chloe and then Grave. There was an awkward pause. It felt like years, but only a few seconds went by.

"Well, I guess we should start!" exclaimed Grave, attempting to break the silence. Grave began unzipping his pants. Before he could finish, Syed held Grave's hand and stopped him. "Wait, I want to be one who does this. We've known each other for so long," explained Syed. In silence, Grave watched as Syed began pulling the zipper down sensually. Instead of unbuttoning the jeans, he reached in, going past the layer of boxers, grabbing Grave's hard cock. He began attempting to pull it out. Unfortunately, it was too large. Giggling and blushing, Syed decided he would have to unbutton the jeans.

It was another July day, at the McDonald's play pen. "Mom, ten more minutes, please!" Syed said. His voice was almost as deep as it would ever get, and he was only 8 years old. Syed's mom, muttered something in a brown language. Syed's face immediately began to shine, as he knew he had more time. "Alright, my mom said I could stay. What's your name again?" Instead of responding, the boy Syed had just met held him down and began taking off Syed's pants. "No! Please, stop," said Syed, "I don't want to be gay. My dad says Allah hates gay people." Soon, Syed began to calm down as the older kid began to tickle his balls. He had never felt like that before in his life. I mean, he had humped the family couch a few times, but nothing like this. This was amazing. "Please, don't stop."
Later that day, all Syed could think of was the play pen. He began shoving the bar of soap deeper into his tight little asshole. "Oh yes!" He could see it again: "Please don't stop," said Syed. "I know exactly what you want you little slut," replied the other child. Syed allowed him to take out his cock. "You see, it's not gay. It's called ganding," explained the older child. "Oh, that sounds fun!" The child unzipped his pants, exposing his slightly larger, older, 13 year old cock. They began rubbing their cocks together. Syed knew what he was doing instinctively, even though he had never done it before. It came to him so naturally.

"Syed, are you okay?" asked Grave. "You've been staring into the distance for the past five minutes. What's wrong?" Trying to act cool, Syed replied: "Oh, it's... Um, nothing man. Just, I kind of got a little too excited." Grave smiled. Syed picked up where he left off, now slipping Grave's pants off slowly. When the lip of the jean passed Grave's cock, it flung up out of the jeans beautifully. "Holy shit!" Everyone was amazed. "That's a little bigger than I thought Grave," said Chloe. "Guys, no need to talk about my cock. Let's get this orgy going," said Grave heroically. The next five minutes went by pretty quickly. Syed pulled down his pants as well, since no one was interested in helping him. All two inches stood bare, everyone in the world to see. Soon after, Chloe began taking off her shirt. She hesitated. "I don't think I want to do this guys. After all, I'm still only 17 years of age, and I'm a virgin." Immediately, the door flung open. "Shut the fuck up you little slut!" It was Brandon. "Brandon, how did you find us?" gasped Chloe. "I thought we broke up on the night of September 29th." Immediately, Brandon began ripping off Chloe's shirt. Syed, Grave, and Leo all just stood there watching. They weren't going to fuck with Brandon. That dude's a psycho, and he was swoll as fuck.

"Please Brandon, I'm saving myself for marriage," plead Chloe. Brandon, ignoring her and yelling out random psychobabble, continued disrobing her. Chloe's training bra was now exposed. "Wait. Let me finish my chocolate bar at least." Brandon couldn't argue with that. Chloe pulled out a half bar of cherry chocolate that she had stuffed between her breasts. She began inhaling it, as it went all over her face. Everyone was stunned. How could a girl so small devour a chocolate bar like that? Almost done with the bar, Chloe began licking her fingers to get the last bit. She looked as if she had just finished shooting the sequel to 2 Girls 1 Cup. Everyone was speechless. "What?" said Chloe, confused. "You sick motherfucker. What the fuck?" replied Brandon, "You fucking sadistic little whore. Why would you do that to a chocolate bar? I make $20 an hour. I… I… I have work in two hours." Brandon's autism had begun to kick in.

"Just fucking peg me." Chloe looked confused. "You want me to what?" Brandon re-affirmed: "Just fucking peg me. Peg me. Peg me." Chloe still looked dazed, and just stood there, with chocolate still all over her face. "Peg me. Peg me. Peg me. Peg me!" continued Brandon as he began throwing items off the coffee table. Leo looked toward Chloe, "Just fucking peg him." Chloe whispered softly, "But I didn't bring a strap-on with me." Syed began smirking. "Good thing I did." "What the actual fuck Syed?" yelled Leo. "What did you think I did those lonely nights in Pakistan? Here Chloe, take it," responded Syed as he looked in his turban. "How do I use this thing?" Syed showed her how to use it, while Brandon continuously shouted "Peg me." The strap-on now laid across Chloe's crotch, above her pants. "Wait a minute, what's that on the head of the strap-on?" asked Grave. "Is that… a picture of my face?" Syed looked embarrassed and just nodded.

Brandon looked extremely excited, and pulled down his pants in one move, while bending down. It was the high point of his life. For 22 years, he had been a worthless piece of shit and he was finally getting what he wanted. "Well? Are you going to peg me?" said Brandon. There was a pause. "Brandon, that doesn't look normal," said Chloe. "JUST FUCKING PEG ME OR I'LL FUCKING KILL YOUR FAMILY." There was no use in arguing with Mr. Autism. Chloe, looking disgusted, moved forward slowly. Without using her hands, she tried to aim the strap-on tip into Brandon's asshole. It wasn't working. It continuously bounced off Brandon's luscious ass. She had to use her hands. Chloe gripped the shaft, and began moving it in a circular motion against Brandon's asshole. A portion of it was going in, but it didn't want to stay there. "I need some help guys." Syed jumped forward: "I can help!" Syed held his hand over Chloe's, as he forced the tip into Brandon's asshole. The cyst around the edge popped, and there was blood everywhere. "Oh fuck yeah," said Brandon. For a moment, the tip went inside the cyst, gushing out even more blood. A few more attempts, and Syed had used the blood as lubricant to properly jam the strap-on in Brandon's ass. "Oh fuck yeah, fuck yeah. Fuck yeah!" Chloe began thrusting back and forth. Brandon continued to grunt, enjoying the best moment of his life.

Brandon looked satisfied. "Well, I told you not to hang out with us. That'll have to do. I have an important government meeting to attend to." As he walked out the hotel room, Grave and Leo looked horrified. "What just happened?" Syed, on the other hand, was masturbating furiously. Within ten seconds, he blew his load, all over the floor. "What the actual fuck Syed?" said Leo again. Chloe began wiping off the bloodied strap-on onto the comforter, and then removed it. "Wait. Leave that on," said Syed. Chloe shook her head in disgrace, still removing the strap-on. Syed looked less than pleased. He just sighed deeply, collecting the strap-on from Chloe. Another awkward silence followed. Grave still had no pants on, while Leo was fully clothed. "Hey, you should take some clothes off Leo. It would make me feel better," said Chloe. Leo complied, like the little bitch he usually was, and took off his shirt and pants, leaving him in only boxers.

"Let's get on with it, shall we?" asked Grave. He began approaching Chloe, "Do you feel better now?" Chloe nodded innocently. "It's okay if you don't want to," said Grave softly. "No, no, after what just happened with Brandon, I'm awerrrring for more," replied Chloe. Grave smiled softly, moving his cold hands against Chloe's back. Chloe let out a moan, letting Grave continue, but holding his hand back slightly. Grave began reaching for the bra strap in the back, fidgeting with it as best he could. Chloe began to help, moving her hands below Grave's to unstrap the bra. Grave whispered, "Hey baby, don't make me look bad in front of my friends. I can do this." Grave continued to struggle with the strap, getting more nervous as the seconds passed by. Chloe continued to attempt to unhook the straps, frustrating Grave even more. "Just... Just give me a second, please." Grave managed to unstrap one of the three hooks in the bra; the other two seemed to be even more stuck. Sweating profusely, Grave moved on to the second hook. He had successfully defused bombs before, however, this was different. If he failed while defusing a bomb, he would only die, but now, there was a beautiful young lady in the picture. He didn't want to disappoint her. Moving his thumb close to his middle finger, he pushed the two ends of the strap together, and the other hook became undone. Grave had finally learned the secrets of unhooking a bra. He just had to push the ends together one more time, and the last hook would be undone. The anticipation was killing him. Chloe moved her head forward, resting her chin against Grave's shoulder. Breathing heavy warm breaths onto Grave's neck, Chloe whispered a few words into Grave's ear. "What?" whispered Grave back, as he could not distinguish words in her silent murmurs. Chloe paused for a few seconds, and then Grave heard "Do ......" Still confused, Grave pretended to hear what she said, and just smiled. A few more seconds passed by, and Chloe repeated herself, this time much louder. "Do. It. Faggot."

"What the fuck?" yelled Leo, as he pulled anal beads, each bead emerging slowly out of his gaping asshole. "Wh...what happened?" replied Chloe. Everyone was passed out in a corner of the room, waking up slowly as the sunshine pierced through the blinds. "Hey guys!" exclaimed Syed, grinning. "What the actual fuck Syed?" replied Leo. "What? What do you mean? I.. I.. surely did nothing." said Syed, "I simply... don't you remember guys?" as he backed away slowly. Chloe noticed Syed was wearing her clothes as she looked back at him. "Is there cum in my asshole?!" yelled Brandon from another room. "Alright guys... this is fucked up. Ha...ha... looks like we all got punked, am I ri--" said Syed softly as he was cut off. "I'm going to fucking kill you Syed" yelled Brandon as his voice got closer. Syed began running for the door, but before he could make it, Brandon had tackled him. "Tell me what the fuck happened. Now." Syed continued to resist, as Grave woke up from all the commotion. "Oh, did Brandon find out Syed came in his ass?" said Grave nonchalantly. "Wait, you know?" asked Chloe. Leo was still staring at the anal beads in disgrace. "Yeah, don't you guys remember?" he replied. "Brandon, stop.. stop.. I'll tell you what happened" said Syed. Brandon backed off Syed and replied "Alright you fuck you have 30 seconds." Syed pulled out a stealth camera pen out of his pocket. "I have it all recorded."

"Just fucking peg me." Everyone stared at Brandon while the video played. "I don't remember that happening. That totally didn't happen. Syed, fast forward." Syed shrugged and complied. The video now showed Grave struggling with the bra. "Alright Syed, skip to the good part," said Grave. "Got it boss," replied Syed. Something about the last word he uttered sent a shockwave through his mind. Syed began having flashbacks: "Dance." Syed was confused. "Grave, just pay me." Grave began grinning and replied, "Dance boy. If you want your 2 cents an hour salary you have to earn it." Syed plead, "Please Grave, I've worked hard all month. 12 hours a day, I need ... I need the money to feed my family." Grave laughed hysterically. "Do you ever think you're going back to the United States? If you're not going to dance..." Grave began unzipping his pants as he continued, "Then get on your knees." Syed screamed. "What the fuck Syed?" asked Brandon. "N-n-nothing," Syed replied as he snapped out of it. "Play the fucking video Syed," said Chloe, as the others nodded in agreement. Syed skipped forward slightly and played the video.

"Do. It. Faggot." Grave finally built up the courage and confidence to unstrap Chloe's bra. It was all uphill from here. He had been waiting decades, it seemed, for this moment. He wasn't going to ruin it any longer. He loved her, and nothing, not even a hook on a bra could get in his way. Grave pinched his fingers together and unhooked the bra fully. The camera began shaking. "Haha, sorry guys, kept it in my pocket," explained Syed. "You sick fuck," said Brandon. "You can't even talk, you got Chloe to peg you Brandon," Grave added. "Now shut up guys, the good part is about to come up." Grave began sliding his hands underneath the bra to remove it. "Wait!" exclaimed Chloe. "I have a text message." Chloe hooked her bra back up and checked her phone. "It's my ex. We're getting back together." Grave paused the video. "What the fuck? That's not what happened." Grave skipped forward slightly. "Is that Leo...?" A still image of Leo, wearing board shorts with semen all over his chest appeared on the screen. "Yeah um... I went to the other room after you and Chloe, you know..." replied Syed. "Wait wait. I was definitely with Chloe," said Leo, clearly in denial, and continued "I thought Syed came in Brandon's ass?" Syed smirked. "Haha... not the only bucket I filled if you catch my drift." Brandon punched Syed in the face immediately after he completed his sentence. Syed got knocked back on the ground and passed out. "Wait what the fuck I wanted to know what happened," said Grave as he looked at Brandon. "Just play the video," Brandon replied. Syed screamed, "Oh yeah I've been waiting for this for a while." Leo looked completely out of it, just laying back as Syed pounded his ass. "Woah I don't want to see this," said Grave. Brandon confirmed, "Fuck my bad, I meant skip forward and play." Leo was staring off in the distance. 37 minutes. 1 hour 13 minutes. 2 hours 6 minutes. 3 hours 21 minutes, then a black screen. "Dude, it's all just Syed fucking Leo in the ass then it stops." Grave looked at Brandon again, "Why'd you knock out Syed? How are we supposed to know what happens? His shitty camera probably ran out of battery and he's not even up to tell us what happened." Brandon smiled. "You just want to know that happened with you and Chloe, don't you?" Grave looked at Brandon cautiously. "How would you know?" Brandon continued smiling and pulled out a camera. "Oh for fuck's sake I already know where this is going, just put in the memory card," said Grave.

The camera began autofocusing. It went from a blur to a less-than-sharp image of Chloe and Grave talking, filmed from outside the window. Chloe and Grave continued talking, but the words were inaudible. The only sound on the video was from Brandon. "I.. I... I have a job. I have work in 2 hours. No, school..." muttered Brandon. "Fuck. Just rape her. Do it. Do it. Do it. Fuck yeah... I ..." he continued as he made severe grunting and flailing noises. Syed walked out the room with Leo shortly after. "Wait, pause it. Let's go back to Syed's video," said Grave. He remembered that he had skipped a short part that correlated with Brandon's video. After a few minutes, Grave finally went back to the correct point. "Chloe, this is the 17th time," said Grave. "I know, I know... I just..." said Chloe as the Camera moved closer. "Back the fuck up Syed." Chloe continued, "I know it's just that, you know... Isn't it just logical? I trust my ex because he only broke my heart 17 times, but I just don't know if I can trust you. What if you're trolling?" Grave and Chloe continued arguing for a brief period of time. Then, suddenly, Chloe stopped responding and began using her phone. "Chloe... what the fuck, you're right here, you can't ignore me," said Grave. Some time passed, and Chloe replied, "Sorry. Took a nap... I mean, I was... let's talk in a little bit, okay?" Grave continuously tried speaking with her to no avail. "Alright chumps I'm going to go have a little fun with Leo," said Syed as he walked away. Grave paused the video. "Well, I guess we'll never fucking know." Chloe disagreed, "Why don't we just talk to each other to figure out what happened? I mean I'm sure each of us remembers something."

Brandon, Leo, Grave, and Chloe began piecing together the puzzle. Syed woke up shortly after and helped their efforts. After several hours, they could not reach a final conclusion. They were so close to figuring out what exactly happened that night, but it seemed like they had exhausted their resources. Just when all hope seemed lost, someone knocked on the door. Grave opened it. "Hey guys... I don't know why you sent me to get donuts. I couldn't even make eye contact with the receptionist at the lobby so I stood in the hallway." It was Aviv Mansoori. No one had remembered he existed. "When did you get here?" asked Grave. "What? I was here the whole time," responded Aviv. He contributed so little that he was forgotten in everyone's memory. After some explanation, Aviv confirmed that he remembered the night fully, and began writing it, as his autism did not permit the use of his voice to portray such raunchy events.


Syed: A Love Story by Aviv Mansoori

Chapter 1: The reckoning
It was a clear autumn morning. I could feel the brisk air moving against the trees, making leaves fall, as I watched from the comfort of my small bedroom in a middle class neighborhood where my parents and I lived. I could remember that day as I could any day. I woke up, logged onto one of many diaper and anime, borderline child-porn websites. Logged on the IRC, locked my room to keep the pesky mother out, and began playing World of Warcraft. But that was several hours ago. As I stated, it was a clear autumn morning. I had stayed up from yesterday's World of Warcraft binge. Waking up mid-afternoon, I noticed a snap. It was from Brandon. A poorly taken selfie at the hot tub, the caption read "It's happening." Brandon had discussed this with me previously. He had been spending the week tracking down an event. A most peculiar event. It would go down on Chloe's birthday, sometime mid-April; I don't really keep track of days because of my autism. So I packed my diapers and Chloe Moretz fan fiction. I was going to California to partake in the most interesting event of the century at Grave's hotel.

"Hey guys I think we should start or something," said Grave. Syed, the betrayer, pulled out Grave's dick. I always thought Syed loved me more. I could not handle it. I had to walk outside. Several flails later, Brandon walked by in the halls. "I can't believe they didn't invite me man. I only threatened to rape and murder their families," he muttered as he walked in. Flails later, Brandon walked out saying something about his non-existing job. He asked me for a ladder as he held a camera. I told him I didn't have a ladder, and he left. It was time for me to attempt to socialize once more. I walked into the room quietly, only to see Chloe and Grave argue. It reminded me of my parents, only Grave was more dashingly handsome. It's probably why Syed pulled out his cock. I'm such a fuck-up. Fuck. I began nervously twiddling my thumbs. Chloe wasn't wearing a shirt. The last time a girl took off her shirt I was listening to trap music and looking awkwardly in the distance. I couldn't handle it in real life. "Could you—maybe, um... p-put on a shirt please," I said, as loud as I could. I guess I must have whispered it awkwardly because they just continued carrying on as if I did not exist. Well, it was mostly just Grave talking and Chloe ignoring him. After a while, Chloe finally responded. "Grave, I won't show you my face." Grave stared at Chloe's eyes through her burqa and replied, "You told me I could see your face after we got married." Chloe replied, "We've only been married for 10 years. It doesn't even mean anything. I still love my ex."


To be continued...​

 

10/10 would get Matresa to read again.

 

i'm actually going to read all of it

 

lol, gg chloe

 

Go kill yourselves -.-

 

Tried to read all of this 4 times.. I keep failing

 

scammer, your name is 447!!

 

who is leo and who is brandon lol

another classic grave read though, 10/10

 

bookmarked so I can read later

 

op is gay

 

i really dont have the time... to read this l0l

 

what the fuck did i just read?

 

what da fuq

this could officially be sythes first ever porno.

 

Leo = Matresa

Brandon = Oldfag deleted user with a dumb username.

 

Be sure to fit the oversized dildo and anal scenes in there too please, send this to a proof reader before you market it too, I can see a few spelling errors.

 

Mr. Grave, what you have just said is one of the most insanely idiotic things I have ever heard. At no point in your rambling, incoherent response were you even close to anything that could be considered a rational thought. Everyone in this room is now dumber for having listened to it. I award you no points, and may God have mercy on your soul.

 

well THIS SEEMS FAMILIAR

 

Bump needs to be re read by every user

 

Had to wipe the cum off of my keyboard to type this, 10/10.

 

If i don't bump this grave will hack me...