FinnXDipper

        Sitting down on his bed, Dipper pulled out a strange rock from his pocket. It gave off an eerie fluorescent glow as he slowly rotated it in his palm. After a minute of intensely staring at the chunk of earth, he decided to consult his book for information about the artifact. Flipping through the pages, he finally found what he was looking for. To his surprise, the page only contained a large drawing of the stone and an incantation under it. As he read over the foreign sentence, he muttered it out loud.

        “ZOOQ EOIL LYNIJCJUOP NLYAYZYK EOI.”

        Before he even had a chance to think,  his vision was overwhelmed with a cascade of colors as he felt himself fall. Panicking, he frantically looked  down to see a tunnel full of shadows, shapes, and a rainbow of assorted colors. Then, out of nowhere, he saw the ground rush up towards him. Bracing for impact, he clenched his eyes shut as he got closer.

The impact of his face hitting the ground stunned Dipper as his body finally stopped falling. Seconds passed as Dipper slowly realized that he wasn't dead, somehow. Standing up, he looked around and saw that he was in a forest. But this forest was littered with scrap metal and random chunks of brick, almost as if a car had exploded and blew up a brick wall in the process. He felt an urge to examine this area, but the shriek of an unknown creature took his mind off the idea. This was not good. There was no signs of life anywhere, and he was stranded in the middle of the woods. He had to get out of this unfamiliar territory, fast. Thinking as quick as he could, he decided to walk towards the area with the most wreckage. After all, if stuff was destroyed over there, that meant someone had been there, right? He spend the next 20 minutes trudging through the forest, flipping through his tome in hopes of finding out what happened to him. He was busy trying to decode the mysterious message that caused his predicament, when he tripped over a log.

        “Hey! Who's that?”

        Hearing the voice, Dipper excitedly yelled back, “HEY! I need some help! I'm kinda, well, lost!”

        He stood up and brushed himself off, looking around for where his rescuer was. Suddenly, a boy ran into his view, stopping immediately as he spotted Dipper. Inspecting the kid, he saw that he wore a blue t-shirt, blue shorts, and carried around a backpack. However, three things were weird about this guy. First off, he wore a white hat that resembled a bear's ears, which made him look pretty childish. Second, he had a blood red sword in his hand, the hilt in the shape of a Celtic cross. The third thing that creeped out Dipper the most was that the boy wouldn't take his eyes off of him. They stared at each other for about a minute before Dipper could take it no more. Clearing his throat awkwardly, Dipper gave the stranger a little wave.

        “Uh... Hey! Yeah. Umm, I'm kinda in some trouble here. Now hear me out, because this story might be a bit weir-WHOA, WHOA, WHOA!”

        In the middle of Dipper's ramblings, the stranger boy had walked up and cupped Dipper's face. This sudden action frozen his insides as he wondered what would happen next. Then, the weird boy spoke.

        “You're human...” His eyes sparkled as he cupped Dipper's cheeks,

        “Yeah, yeah! I'm human!” Dipper backed out of the other boy's reach, feeling very uncomfortable and a bit afraid. “And usually, humans don't just touch each other like that. Just saying, man.”

        The kid with the hat nodded softly, still entranced by Dipper's presence. Then, at the drop of a dime, his trance seemed to have disappeared.

“Yeah, yeah... Sorry about that, man. Kinda got a little soul-searchy for a sec.” The kid extended his hand to Dipper. “My name's Finn.”

Relieved at this the boy's change in behavior, he went in for a handshake. He didn't expect Finn to give him a high-five instead. Dipper's palm throbbed in pain as he pulled his hand back.

        “YEOWCH! Don't you know how to give a handshake?”

        “Nah, dude,” Finn casually answered. “Handshakes are for wimps and old people. And wimpy old people.”

        Sighing deeply, Dipper gave a forced smile, hiding his annoyance at the rambunctious boy.

        “So wait.” Finn gave Dipper a serious look. “Where did you come from?”

Dipper spent the next half an hour explaining his situation to Finn, who listened to the tale in utter astonishment. After he finished, the boy with the strange hat cupped his face and gave a toothy grin.

        “OH. MY. GLOB. That's so- It's all... It's bananas! Hey, we should probably go back home. Standing around in the woods stinks.”

He began walking , motioning for Dipper to follow with.

“Welp,” Dipper thought as he ran after the boy. “I bet this day's gonna get weirder.”

Making it to Finn's side, he noticed the other boy giving him excited looks, as if he had just won the jackpot.

        “Uhh, Finn, was it? Are you okay?” Dipper stepped away a bit, unnerved by Finn's glances. The guy already creeped him out with his weird hat and his sword, which looked like it just came out of someone's gut.

        “Huh?” His reveries interrupted, Finn noticed Dipper inching away as they walked. “Oh man, I'm being a creep. Didn't mean to, man. It's just that I haven't seen any other humans before. Actually, maybe Susan-”

        “Wait, WHAT?” Dipper stopped in his tracks, stunned at this news.

        “Yeah, man.” Finn continued ahead casually, his arms behind his head. “I'm the last human. At least, I used to be before you dropped in.” Turning around, he gave a huge grin to Dipper. “Man, it's so cool! It's like, you're the first guy I've ever seen that's not some kinda food or animal thing.”

        The revelation about the inhabitants of the strange, new land piqued Dipper's interest. As the two walked along, they were soon chattering about each others homelands.

        “Wait, you have a twin?”

        “Yeah, her name's Mabel. You'd like her, she's always hyper about something, chasing after things in the woods, climbing up things with her grappling gun.”

        “Whoa. She sounds mega-cool.”

        “Yeah, she is pretty cool. So, who's that Jake guy you keep talking about?”

        “He's my main bro, yo! And he has these bonkers stretchy powers, too! Dude, you gotta see it later. One time, we jumped in this crazy hole in the middle of the desert. Then, when we hit the bottom...”

        As they got closer the to edge of the forest, they were practically best friends. Finn was ecstatic to be with another living human and he liked hearing Dipper's anecdotes about solving mysteries. Dipper was amused by Finn's bold, hyper antics and enjoyed hearing about his exciting dungeon-crawling and monster fighting escapades.

“Alright, man.” Finn motioned to Dipper to stop walking. “Lemme check to how long we need to keep going.” He jumped onto the nearest tree and climbed up with ease.

        “Hey, cool. I can see my house over-”

        He was interrupted by the sounds of Dipper yelling, which was quickly drowned out by a loud hiss. Jumping down, he saw Dipper caught in the coils of a giant red snake, pounding frantically on its scales. He yelled out to Finn as the enormous viper turned to boy who had just dropped from the trees, baring its fangs at the newcomer. The snake was monstrous, with its head reaching the tops of the the surrounding trees. It spit out globs of ultra-sticky jam at Dipper to prevent him from escaping. Screaming, Finn rushed the snake, readying his fists as the snake attacked. The snake snapped at the boy a few times, forcing him to roll out of the way of each attack. After the monster's last attack, he managed to grab onto its head  before it rose into the air. Hanging onto the serpent, he began to punch it in the eye, yelling at it as he gave it a shiner.

        “Take that, ya butt!” He wailed on it for a few more seconds before the snake flicked its head upwards, flinging the warrior airborne. As he descended, the strange monster snapped him up into its mouth, greedily swallowing him whole.

Suddenly, the monster's head blew up, scales and jam coating the entire area almost instantaneously. This violent explosion scared Dipper half to death, and he looked around frantically for any sign of Finn. Then, out of the sky, he saw Finn falling, a jam covered sword clench in his hand as he landed on the serpent's body. Lying on his back, Dipper saw Finn screaming like a maniac on top of the snake, holding his sword up in the air.

“Whoa...” This display of pure bravery, of pure manliness made Dipper's heart stop as he watched Finn slowly calm down. For a second, he felt a strange, yet familiar feeling as he watched his friend. His rage subsided, Finn jumped off the dead snake and ran towards the other human, kneeling down in front of him.

        “You okay, man? It didn't bite you, right?” For the first time, Dipper saw concern in Finn's face as he he stowed his sword.

        “Yeah...” Dipper was still a bit shaken from his close-encounter. Finn extended his hand out to the kid, who grabbed it and pulled himself up. “Ugh,” Dipper muttered as looked over the goo soaked area he stood in. “Oh man, that's messed up.” Finn strolled up and extended his hand to Dipper, who promptly took it and pulled himself up.

Finn gave both himself and his friend a quick look-over, sighing.

“Nards, we can't go to my house dripping chunks of goo all over the place. Let's go to this little ol' spring me and Jake found a while ago.” The boy walked towards the trees, motioning to Dipper.

        As the two walked, Dipper tried to think of a way to thank Finn. Seriously, he was close to getting crushed or swallowed, and he couldn't think of a way to to tell him he was grateful. Nervously, he tried to break the silence with a little joke.

“Hey Finn, you've got red on you.” Dipper smiled at Finn and chuckled a bit. Checking himself over, Finn just nodded.

        “Uh, yeah man. We're kinda covered in this gross ol' monster gunk.”

        “No, I mean- It's a joke. Ever watch Shaun of the Dead?

        “No idea what you're talking about.” Finn replied, picking some of the red stuff off his shirt and flinging it onto a nearby tree.

        “Oh, wait. Guess you didn't. Well, it's this pretty cool zombie movie where these-”

He was interrupted by laughter as Finn nearly doubled over. “Stuff, man! You're such a friggin' nerd!” Dipper blushed heavily as the boy laughed at him, feeling as low as when he lost against the manliness tester.

        “What? Am not! In fact, earlier this month, I beat down a multi-bear with just a spear,” he retorted to Finn as they pushed their way through branches and saplings towards the faint sound of rushing water. Finn scoffed and waved the exploit away.

        “That ain't nothin'. Once, I defeated an entire arena full of undead gladiators.”

        “Yeah, well, me and Mabel beat a horde of gnomes with only a golf cart and a leaf blower.”

        “Spent weeks in the Nightosphere and made it out without too much emotional damage. C'mon, you gotta step it up when you're hanging with...” Finn gave a heroic pose. “A HERO!”

Finn ran ahead, laughing at Dipper's lack of adventuring achievements. Steamed, Dipper gave chase.

        After about a minute of running, the two finally arrived at waterfall that looked like something out of a movie. Tree surrounded the area, giving it an enclosed feeling. Water poured down a rocky cliff into a pool that was deep enough to wade in, but shallow enough to prevent anyone from sinking and drowning. There was a shoddily carved series of stairs to the side of the waterfall, allowing easy access to the top.

Dipper stared at this beautiful scene, entranced by how wild, yet neat the surroundings were. Turning to Finn, his eyes fell upon the kid pulling off his hat, shaking his short blond hair around a bit.

        “So...” Finn scratched his head, looking downwards. “Here we are. I guess we need to, you know... Wash?”

        Dipper was confused by this sudden chance in attitude, but then he realized that the two would have to wash together, completely naked. Dipper observed Finn, who was fidgeting with his hat.

        Breaking the silence, Dipper spoke up. “Okay... So. I guess we try to not look at each other? Does that sound like a good plan?” Finn nodded, quickly walking towards the waterfall. Dipper sighed and followed him, not noticing the blush that had completely covered Finn's face.

        As they stood at the edge of the pool under the waterfall, Dipper sighed and decided to get it over with. He quickly pulled off his shirt and tossed it behind him, keeping his eyes straight ahead. Slipping off his shorts and boxers, he quickly slid into the pool, hoping that Finn hadn't seen anything. A few seconds later, Finn slid in next to him, scratching his head. Thus began a minute of truly uncomfortable silence as the two silently sat, each taking a quick peek at each other every few seconds.

        Dipper had no idea why he was embarrassed. Finn was a cool guy, and he certainly could be around him naked, as long as he didn't look down. Then, he felt strange, as if something was watching him. Turning to his left, he saw Finn staring directly at his crotch through the water.

        Dipper quickly covered himself and turned away, blushing heavily. “HEY! What's wrong with you?”

        “Oh man, I'm sorry!” Finn apologized profusely. “I didn't mean to be weird. I was just lookin' you know?”

        “Just looking? What kind of guy looks at another guy like that and says they were just looking?” Dipper was getting fed up with this whole situation, and was ready to blow at a moment's notice.

        “Well, I didn't know that!” Finn rubbed his face and looked away, his cheeks burning hot. “Seriously, man, I've never even seen another human naked. I guess I just, you know, want to see what someone's else stuff looked like.” A second later, he smacked his hand on his face, groaning. “Why did I have to be such a creep today?

        This display of shame by Finn filled Dipper with the utmost pity as he watched his friend wallow in embarrassment. Sighing heavily, he decided to throw him a bone.

        “Hey. Finn.”Dipper looked around, double checking to make sure no one else was around. “You can... look at it if you want.” He stood up, allowing Finn to fully gaze upon his genitals.

        Finn stared at Dipper's flaccid penis, his face blushing brighter the longer he looked at it.

        “Yo. Is it okay if I, y'know, touch it?”

        Closing his eyes, Dipper nodded, his pity for Finn go through this uncomfortable act.

        Slowly, gently, Finn brushed the tips of his fingers on Dipper's cock, causing the latter's heart to race.

        Finn's own chest was thumping as he began to fondle Dipper, slowly growing aroused as he did so. After a while longer of doing this, Dipper began to harden in his hands. Both boys stared at the hardening member, looking at other as it reached full-mast. Puberty had caused Finn to do some crazy, risky things in the past in the goal of sexual pleasure. Now that he had a hard, ready dick in his grasp, he did the only thing that any sexually frustrated teen would do. He roughly pushed the dong into his mouth, grabbing his own member as he did so.

        Dipper yelled in shock, pushing Finn off of his shaft.

        “Alright, that's TOO far!” Dipper yelled as he stepped out the pool. He'd had enough of this, and he decided to cut it off before it went too far. Finn followed him, his bottom lip trembling as he stared at Dipper's naked form.

        “Sorry man, but I can't take it anymore! I can't take all the romance junk or all of the drama! I just need, for once in my life, to get some release!” Yelling like a madman, he tackled Dipper, attempting to pin him to the ground. Dipper managed to slip out from under him and hide behind a tree.

        “What's your problem, man?” Dipper yelled at Finn behind his cover.  Peering out he watched the boy turn around, his head hung in shame.  “Oh no, I'm not falling for that,” Dipper muttered as he shrunk deeper into his cover. Crouched behind the tree, he began to devise a plot to escape the crazy guy who just tried to rape him. As he tried to calculate how high the cliff was, he heard a faint sobbing sound coming from Finn's directions. Sighing, he peeked over once more, careful not to let himself be seen. What he saw filled him with more pity  than he had ever felt before.

        Finn was sitting on a rock, crying his eyes out with a reddened face. As he sobbed, he continually punched himself in the face, yelling out incoherently, though Dipper did pick up the words “stupid”, “idiot”, and “doofus” amidst his blubbering. The sight of the cute blond boy pounding his face so pathetically drove Dipper to get out from hiding place and approach him. Hearing the footsteps of the boy he assaulted, he turned away, trying to hide his face.  Making it over to Finn, Dipper kneeled down next to him as he scratched his head awkwardly.

        “Hey man, what was that all about?” Dipper softly inquired as Finn kept his head turned away. His voice still shaky, the young hero replied, “I don't know, man... I just.. It's really...”

        He fell silent, shaking his head slowly. Dipper wasn't a psychiatrist by any means, but he had a feeling about what was going on. Putting his hand on the other boy's shoulder, he said, “Is it because there's no other humans? Is that why you got all weird with me like that?”

        “Well, kinda, I guess.” Finn slowly replied. “But it's not just that, man!”

Standing up, he turned to Finn with a face full of anger.

“All these girls, dude! First PB pushed me away, and then when she turned my age, she was all lovely-dovey and stuff. But then she changed back and acted like nothing has happened!”

“Wait, is PB an older girl?” Dipper stared at Finn, a new bond between them starting to form.

        “Yeah, and she keep acting like she's too good for me just because I'm a kid! But then, I met Flame Princess...”

        “Princess? What-”

        “She was mad crazy for a while, setting villages on fire and stuff. But then, she chilled out, and we went out.”

        “Hey, that's pretty good, right? At least you have a girl, right?”

Turning away, Finn shook his head solemnly.

        “The girl's made of fire, Dipper! I can't even give her a kiss or a high-five without getting burned stupid. And I can't take it! I need... Y'know. Some touchin' and stuff. And I can't get any from anyone I've loved. And the worst part is that I finally met a human and I blew it. Totally borked everything like a freaking poo-brain!” Yelling violently, Finn ran to a nearby small tree and began to pummel it with his righteous fists.

Dipper got ready to stop him, but he decided otherwise as the tiny tree began to bend and break. A heavy uppercut knocked the plant in half as Finn slowly began to calm down.

He sighed as he turned back around, looking Dipper in the face. “I'm sorry, Dip. I just couldn't take it anymore, and I lost it.”

        Silence fell as Finn turned away, looking into the waterfall. Thinking about everything the boy just told him, Dipper pondered the situation. He knew what Finn was dealing with, albeit to a much lesser extent. And he too had felt some sexual frustration from his various failed attempts to hook up with Wendy.  In fact, he had been driven to watching Mabel shower to get his rocks off, something which has haunted him ever since. And now that he knew Finn had gone through worse than he had ever been through, he decided that he was going to bite the bullet and give his new friend at least a little release.

        “Finn.” Dipper stood up and looked at the other boy in his tear-stained face, giving him a tiny smile. “It's cool, man. No hard feelings.” Finn slowly smiled at Dipper's forgiveness, his usual attitude slowly returning to normal. Dipper was feeling pretty good about everything, when he noticed Finn slowly inspecting his body, his erection rising again. As Finn bit his lip and turned away, Dipper decided to throw him a bone.

        “Hey... If you want, you can, y'know... touch it and stuff.” Dipper scratched his head nervously as Finn's face lit up, his cheeks turning pink. “Really? Whoa... Thanks, Dip...” He kneeled down and began fondling Dipper's flaccid cock, staring at it in wonder. The boy's touches  sent a shiver down Dipper's back as he was groped and fondled. He couldn't help but get hard from all of the attention that his cock was receiving, slowly hardening in Finn's grasp. Blushing hard, Finn played with the member for a while longer before giving the head a little kiss.

        “It's such a lil' cute thing!” Finn gasped, his eyes sparkling as he watched the other's boy member twitch slightly. Things were getting too weird for Dipper as Finn began rubbing the dick on his cheek. Still, he wanted to get this whole ordeal over with so he could get to the more important matter of getting back home. Suddenly, the feeling of Finn sucking his dick interrupted his thoughts. Looking down, he witnessed the boy sucking his dick, murmuring as he jerked himself off.

        The sudden sensation of the boy's soft lips suckling on his prick nearly caused him to drop to his knees as he tightly gripped Finn's hair. Looking up at Dipper, Finn slipped the dick out of his mouth, jerking it as he tongued it slowly. The brown haired boy couldn't take such pleasure for long, and after a few minutes of this, he whispered to Finn, “Oh man... I'm gonna cum...” Giving a toothy grin, Finn jerked him faster, making sure to point the boy's member away from his face.

        With a grunt and a few moans, Dipper's cock shot bursts of milky semen into the air. Finn's face was a bright red as he slowed down his jerking.

“Oh man... That was kinda cool...” Finn whispered, biting his lip as he stroked himself to the image of Dipper cumming. “So. You wanna try it, or something? I mean, if that's ok with you.”

        He almost said no to this, but then he remembered that the only reason he had even received a blowjob was because of Finn's sexual turmoil. And he was resolved to help his new friend with his problems, even though things got a lot gayer than he had expected. Also, as much as Dipper tried not to think about, he enjoyed Finn's amateur oral session more than he had wanted to. So, giving a tiny smile, Dipper replied, “Yeah, yeah... I'm down with that. Hip, cool, and stuff.” Laughing, Finn stood up and punched Dipper in the shoulder lightly.

“Man, you sound so lame right  now,” he chuckled. His face quickly turned red as he said, “And thank. Alot.” Dipper got to his knees and began stroking Finn's hard-on. Bracing himself, he slowly pushed the boy's turgid cock into his mouth, a bit surprised at how easy it was. Not knowing what to do next, he began pushing it in and out of his mouth, lubricating it with his saliva. The whole thing was going better than he had expected. In fact, he was enjoying it quite a bit, although he fiercely tried to deny it. He worked his mouth magic on Finn for a few minutes, who was enjoying it more than he thought he would. At the beginning, he was moaning softly and running his fingers through Dipper's hair as his knees shook. Soon, though, he was feeling in control and he began pushing Dipper's head back and forth on his rod.

        “That's really good, man!” Finn said lustily to Dipper, who merely responded with a muffle.

        “Ah! I think it's time we kicked it up a bit.” The thought of going any further into sex terrified Dipper, especially when the only next step was anal. That wouldn't end well for anyone involved.

        “Ok, try beatboxing now.”

        “Wait, what?” Dipper pulled the saliva covered dick out of his mouth, staring at the other boy incredulously.

        “Just do it, man. It'll be totes radical, dude.”

        Sighing, Dipper began sucking him off again, this time attempting a half-assed beat with the dick in his mouth.

        Finn gasped and cooed a bit, before starting his incredibly inappropriately timed song.

        “Oh yeah, that's good. Ok, time to break it down!

 

                Got some lips on my stick and they belong to this guy Dip.

                Getting head, not inna bed , you know I got da magic stick-”

 

        Spitting out the member, Dipper facepalmed as he shook his head in extreme disapproval. “Are you freaking serious? You're rapping about me doing... this? And you used stick like, what, twice?”

        “Hey man, it's a work in progress!”

        “I swear to God, I'm out of here if you keep doing that.”

        “Alright, chill man. No need to flip out or nuthin'.”

        Tired of this whole thing, Dipper began taking Finn as deep as he could, massaging his balls in an attempt  to get him off quicker. Luckily for Dipper, Finn's genitals were very sensitive to touch. He began pushing it into his throat and tried to milk Finn's cock as best as he could. After a minute of this, Finn began whining and moaning like a bitch in heat. He began thrusting into Dipper's mouth, begging for release. The boy obliged and began deepthroat him as best as he could. Dipper had no gag reflex, like his sister, and could take the length no problem. Finn voiced was husky and ragged as he muttered to Dipper,        “Almost, almost gonna... Oh glob, it's all gonna.” On the edge on orgasm, Dipper pushed him over by pulling his head off of the warrior's member and then slamming it down his throat.

Comsumed by lust, Finn began to roughly facefuck Dipper, ready to blow at a moment's notice. As his dick began throbbing hard and his felt cum rush from his balls, Finn leaned back and yelled as he pumped loads of cum into Dipper's tight throat.

        “SHMOWZOW!” Finn exclaimed as he jizzed into Dipper's throat. He shuddered and bucked against the boy's face until the last drop of cum his his balls was in Dipper's mouth. Dipper was unprepared when the boy shot bursts of thick, creamy semen into his orifice. Still, he was able to swallow most of the load, keeping the rest in his cheeks as pulled off of the hero's prick. As he downed the sticky substance, he found that this experience wasn't bad at all. He enjoyed making Finn cum, and the salty taste of his semen didn't make his experience any worse, either. Realizing this, he began to lock these thought in the back of his head as he quickly finished swallow all of Finn's cum.

The warrior hero had almost collapsed after his climax, and now was sitting on the ground, regaining his breath slowly.

        He looked at Dipper like a puppy who had just been giving a chunk of meat. Sighing in relief, he gave Dipper a little grin.

        “So, wanna hear the Blowjob Rap now?” Finn slyly asked Dipper as the boy finish swallowing everything in his mouth.

        “Haha! No.”

        “Pfft. lame. Why you gotta be such a Dorkface McBuzzkill, Dipman?”

        “Because your rap was worse than my sister's stuff. You might call me a dork, but at least I don't make lame raps about getting sucked off.”

        “Lame? You take that BACK!” Finn yelled as he began to lightly slap Dipper, his semi-raging palms of vengence making the boy curl up underneath the painless blows.

        “Alright, you win!” Laughing in victory, Finn pulled Dipper to his feet. After laughing for a few seconds, he turned to the boy, who was brushing dirt off of his knees.

“Hey, Dipper.” Finn blushed and smiled as he scratched the back of his head. “Thanks, man. I really needed that.” Dipper copied his actions, and replied, “Just wanted to help you out, man. And it was kinda good, too... But it's not like we're gonna be doing that all the time, right?”

        Finn nodded quickly. “Yep. Not happening again for a while. Still though...” Finn embraced Dipper softly, nearly knocking the weaker boy off balance. “Thanks Dipper.”

Embarrassed, Dipper returned the hug, his eyes looking to the ground as the two held each other.

        “Thanks for saving me back there, Finn.” Dipper said he softly patted Finn's back. Releasing the hug, the two stood in front of each other, trying not to stare at each other.

“So, I guess we can let go of the hu-” Dipper was interrupted by a quick on the lips by the hero, who began to sweat and turn red instantly.

        “Oh glob! I meant to kiss ya on the cheek! I mean, I meant to give you a mouth-to-cheek high-five?” Missing his mark, Finn stammered on for a while, before Dipper cut him off/ The boy was breathing heavily, but managed to keep his voice under control for a while

“It's cool man. Fine, great, dandy. I'd keep going on with how ok this is, but I think we REALLY need to hurryupandgetouttahere.” Speeding through the end of his sentence, he quickly walked back to the waterfall and began washing himself with his hands, turning his back to the flustered swordsman. As his mind began to race, he heard the other boy slowly walk up behind him, stopping a few feet short of his location. Dipper held his breath as he waited for the boy to grab him, tackle him, or something else crazy. The sound of Finn softly speaking surprised him more than a punch to the back of the head would.

        “Look, man.” Finn said to his nervous companion. “I'm not gonna hide it anymore. I... I like you a lot, and I just feel like a major creep 'cuz we just met today. Sorry about this whole thing, man.”

        Then, Finn fell silent as he moved away, leaving Dipper to his thoughts. As he washed the candy guts and Finn's semen off of himself, Dipper couldn't help but think about the BJ and the kiss afterwards. As much as he tried, he couldn't help but crack a smile at the Blowjob Rap, or at Finn's attempts to come onto him. For once in his life, he was the one being sought after, and that he was Finn's Wendy, or his new Wendy if his stories about the candy girl and the fire chick were to be believed. He also found Finn cute with his hyperactivity and heroic personality, not to mention his manly accomplishments like killing that candy viper. The very idea of him finding another boy cute should've drove him to intense denial, but for some reason, he was ok with it.

Finishing his shower, he turned and walked onto the rocky area around the falls. Finn was out of the water already, and had pulled a towel out of a hole in a nearby tree.

Taking a deep breath, Dipper casually walked next to the other boy, whistling the tune from Gideon's Tent of Telepathy. He turned to address the warrior, but as he faced Finn, he saw he was already holding out a towel to him.

        “Here, dude.”

        Dipper took the towel and stared at the boy, who was acting as if the day's events had never happened. Still, the faint look of distant want on the hero's face was something Dipper had seen all too much in pictures and videos that had himself and Wendy in them. It was almost depressing to think about, but then he realized that he and Finn didn't have to keep lusting after girls who didn't even like them that way. He liked Finn, and Finn REALLY liked him, so they might as well... you know.

        “Thanks,” Dipper muttered as his gaze turned to the towel in his hand. He sighed and took a deep breath as he turned back to Finn.

        “I do, too,” Dipper softly said to Finn. As the blond stared at him in a confused manner, he decided to just throw it all out in the open. “Finn, I'm cool with us doing stuff like what we did earlier. And if you want... We could kiss, or something. Only if you want, of course! Definitely not trying to force you int-”

        His ramblings were stopped instantly as Finn grabbed Dipper's face and roughly kissed locked lips with him. This time, Dipper returned the kiss with no delay, his hands squeezing Finn's waist as he let the more experienced boy take charge. Soon, they were lying on the ground, caressing each others softly as moaned onto each other. Dipper was so into this moment of passion that it took him a while to notice Finn's erect member rubbing against his leg. Dipper pulled his mouth off of Finn, staring at the boy in shock.

        “What? You just came like, what, 6 minutes ago?” Dipper said, his face turning red as his own penis began to slowly harden. Finn bit his lip and stroked Dipper's chest, he replied, “I know, but glob, you're hot. Oh man...” He bent down gently kissed Dipper's smooth chest, rhythmically grinding against his friend's waist. Dipper tightly gripped Finn's waist as the top began to thrust onto him harder, causing his hard-on to ache with desire.  

        Finn slid his hand down to his partner's rear, making his way to Dipper's tight entrance, causing the bottom boy to sit up at the strange touch. “Whoa! Hey!” he protested as he closed his legs. “We're not going there, okay?”

        Finn gave him a sly smile, shrugging slightly at this reaction. “Hey, I was just touching it. Not like I was gonna jam my fist in, or nothin'.” He laid back down next to Dipper, giving him wet smooches as he slowly slid his hand back into position. This time, he began to make his way down to Dipper's hole as slowly as he could, making sure not to alert the boy. It took him only a minute to make his way back down, and he used this opportunity to tease Dipper's ass again. This time, he slowly prodded at the hole, his finger slowing burying itself inside the other boy.

        Dipper's legs opened seemly automatically as Finn's fingertips began to dig into his boyhole. The feeling was actually a bit pleasant, and a bit arousing. After a few more seconds of this treatment, he gave into temptation and conceded to Finn. Gulping, Dipper nervously said, “Alright, you win... You can... do whatever you were gonna do. But don't get crazy or anything, okay?”

        "Yeah, yeah. Sure," Finn said quickly as he began to drive his fingers deeper into Dipper. The brown-haired boy grunted as his friend's fingers forced their way into his insides, pushing in and out slowly. He sighed and tried his best to relax as Finn began to gently nibble on his belly and fondled his manhood. Soon, the originally alien penetration began to feel normal, and a while after that, he was humming softly at every tiny thrust of his partner's finger.

        The warrior grinned and knelt in front of the boy he was fingering. "Looks like you're having fun," he jokingly said to Dipper, who simply moaned and replied with a soft "Yeah..." "Soooo. Just an idea. How about we try something bigger?" Finn inquired hopefully. He pulled his finger out and raised his eyebrow as Dipper felt Finn's tool poking his entrance. It only took him a second to think about it, and he gave his answer by wrapping his legs around Finn, giving him a lust-filled gaze as he gently grabbed his hand.

        Finn leaned over the other boy and gave him a long, drawn out kiss as he positioned his member into place. Breaking up the kiss, he carefully watched Dipper's reaction as he began to slip inside of him. The warm, tight hole caused him to gasp as he slid in deeper, a bit at a time. Finn watched Dipper's expressions changed from amorous anticipation, to uncomfortable surprise, and then to gradual relaxation. The first penetration was a bit painful for Dipper, but by the time Finn had fully pushed himself inside, he felt his body grow used to the foreign sensation. At this point, the feeling of pain was slowly replaced by the feeling of pleasure, and he began to moan as Finn began to push himself in and out of his rear. He closed his eyes and leaned back as he was softly pounded, making sure that Finn knew he was enjoying it.

        The sound of Dipper's purring growing in volume and the sight of the boy's hand gently fondling his hard-on convinced Finn to drive in deeper. He lifted the other boy's leg as he began to pound him in a medium-paced rhythm. Dipper's high-pitched moans and Finn's rough groans and sighs  filled the air as they consummated their new found love. Suddenly, Finn pulled out, leaving Dipper with a strange empty feeling. He sat up to ask why he had stopped, but as he got his head up, he was greeted by the sight of Finn laying on his back with a grin and a raised eyebrow. “Yo. Wanna hop on?” the blond asked casually as he stroked his upright member. In less than a sec, Dipper was hovering over Finn's tool, trying to keep it in place as he began to slowly lower his hips. After a bit of a struggle, he managed to slip Finn into him, sliding down his entire length with a satisfied hum.

        Finn grabbed Dipper's hips, gently massaging his skin with his fingers. He then held onto the other boy and began to push him up and down, watching Dipper awkwardly try to find a good position. Getting a good grip on the ground, the bottom put his hands on the top's chest and began to bounce on his hard-on.  Hearing Finn's moans and chuckles of approval, he decided to speed up a bit. As he rose up and dropped down faster and faster, he began to massage his smooth, hairless chest as he slid his other hand onto his quivering rod.

        Dipper bounced on Finn's stiff hard-on for another three minutes, relishing every inch of his partner that jutted inside of him. But after pounding the blond's thighs with his bum for so long, his legs began to give out on him. Exhausted, he collapsed onto Finn, panting heavily as he felt the other boy sit up. The warrior gave his friend a quick kiss in the cheek before turning him onto his side and lifting his leg.

        “Hey,” Finn said to the tired boy under him. “You're not gonna pass out or nuthin', right?”