I stopped in my tracks turning around to look at the two men I just blew. Both still had their cocks out and Ryan already seemed âreadyâ again
Bam looks at me with a wide smirk and Dunn looks hungry for more.Â
âJust let me clean up first-âÂ
âNo.â Bam interrupts me. âWe like it dirty.âÂ
He then stands and saunters over to me pulling me towards the couch and throwing me onto Ryan.Â
Ryan runs his hands up my waist to my breasts. He seems mesmerized.Â
Bam joins us on the couch and whines at the lack of attention heâs getting. I lean over to pull him into a kiss whilst still straddling Ryanâs lap.Â
Meanwhile, Ryan plays with my tits while kissing and nipping at my neck.Â
It seems as though something snapped in Ryan. He picks me up and slams me onto the couch, my head landing on Bamâs lap.Â
Ryan basically rips my shorts off before moving my panties to the side.Â
He doesnât waste any time and pushes in. I let out a moan and Bam licks his lips as he watches Dunn sink into me.Â
Ryanâs pace is unmatched. Itâs fast, rough, and unforgiving.Â
My legs wrap around his waist pulling him closer. My nails drag along his bare chest and I whimper and moan in pleasure.Â
Ryan grits his teeth as he tries to go even faster. He mustâve really needed this.Â
I felt myself getting closer and closer to my climax as Ryan pounded into me like a wild animal.Â
Meanwhile, Bam palms himself while watching. Looking proud of his best friend for getting some. Even though that âsomeâ is his girlfriend.Â
My moans become more high-pitched as Ryan repeatedly hits that spot inside me that feels oh so good.Â
I cum hard, my pussy clenches around Dunn hard. Throwing him over the edge.Â
I feel his spurts of hot cum shoot deep inside me.Â
I canât believe I just got fucked by my boyfriends best friend.Â
âYouâre welcome, Dunn.â Bam smirks. âNow clean her up.â He throws the soiled towel back at Ryan before heading to the kitchen to grab another beer.Â
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authors note: Sorry this is shorter than expected. I hope you enjoyed. My apologies for making yâall wait so long for part two. I promise to write more jackass fics in the near future. love ya!
   Y/N Shelby woke up early this morning as she was anticipating a letter from her secret lover. She lived in her brother's mansion as Thomas was overprotective and even overbearing at times. Y/N doesnât waste a second as she slips out of her bedroom and pads down the stairs. She makes it to the front door only to realize that there is no mail. No letters had been delivered through the slit of the front door this morning.Â
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   She then realized that Thomas mustâve been up already and had retrieved the mail himself. Y/N braces herself before making her way to his office. She doesnât even bother to knock, rather, she slowly opens the door to peek in. There he is, in his chair reading a letter. Unfortunately, the envelope of the letter was too familiar; Just too âAlfieâ. Y/Nâs eyes widen and she lets out an audible gasp. That catches the attention of her brother reading her designated love letter.Â
   âY/N⊠whatâs this?â Thomas holds out the paper facing her. Luckily, Alfie wasnât stupid enough to leave his name on there. So it could easily be covered up as some secret admirer. But Thomas wasnât stupid either. âI uh⊠donât know.â She stutters out. âWhat is it, Tommy?â Thomas remains emotionless as he stares back at his younger sister. âItâs a letter directed to you.â He says calmly. âSigned by âAlfie Solomonsââ I hold my breath and go still. Oh no. Weâve been caught. Why would he sign it? Heâs never done it before. âY/N,â Tommy says, snapping me out of my mind. âWhy is Alfie writing you?âÂ
âUm, I uh-â I look up to see Tommy giving me a stern yet blank stare. And I break. âTommy, I love him, please donât take him from me. Yes, weâre involved and I need him heâs the-â Tommy stopped my rambling by putting his hand up. I stop talking in anticipation. âY/N. I know.â he says. âWhat-âÂ
âIâm not stupid, Y/N.â He interrupts. âThese letters have been coming in left and right.âÂ
âI-Iâm sorry, Tommy.â I stumble out. âDonât be. This makes our arrangement a lot easier.â He says as he goes back to the work on his desk casually. âArrangement? What arrangement?â I question. âWhy your marriage arrangement with Mr. Solomons of course.â He says as if he didnât drop a bomb on me. Oh. My. God.Â
He had decided to bring me home with him during spring break. We knew a relaxing week would be better than partying. I met his family before. Theyâre very friendly and respectful but a little strict. Even though Matt had been an adult for years, he was still clearly their son.Â
Mattâs excited to show me his childhood bedroom as he drags me upstairs. Weâre soon stopped by his mother's voice. âKeep the door open, okay?â Matt stops dead in his tracks. âMom, we're not kids.â He says trying to reason with her. âI donât care. This is my house.â Matt sighs and nods his head in agreement before dragging me upstairs again.Â
We make it to his room and itâs as boyish as ever. He leaves the door open as I look around. I donât care too much about the room itself, Iâm just exhausted from the long week, and Matt is too. Itâs like he can read my mind as he pulls me into his bed with him under the covers. Matt and I were lying in his bed with his door slightly ajar; per his mother's request. We cuddle up intimately in our own world.
I lay on top of him with my head on his chest as he held me close with his arm wrapped around my back whilst his other hand played with my hair. I completely melted into his body. His touch was so addictive. I smell the cologne on his skin. Heâs so perfect. Everything about him is so boyfriend. And heâs mine. I couldnât help but wrap my leg around his torso and pull him further into our embrace.Â
I was so intoxicated by him. I couldnât help but feel the tingle between my thighs. I inadvertently grind against him once, and he felt it. The hand that was on my back moves down to my butt, giving it a firm squeeze. In the back of my mind, I knew the door was open, but we were under his comforter so I didnât mind little touches like that. I then lift my head from his chest looking up at him. To my surprise, he was already looking down at me. âHi,â I said to him sweetly. âHi, Sweetheart.â He smiles softly. I lean up to kiss him and he doesnât hesitate to reciprocate. We kiss slowly and as quietly as we can.Â
We often made out with his door open because no one really came to check on us when it was. If his door was closed itâd be too suspicious. Our Make out lasts a few minutes. He sucked on my tongue and lips at times, nipping at my bottom lip. The hand on my ass moved to the back of my head, keeping me close. I began grinding on him to relieve the tension I was feeling. Thatâs when he pulled back with swollen lips. âMatt?â I question. He breathing heavily as am I. âLetâs switch places.â He doesnât even wait for my response as he flips us over; him now on top. My legs are still spread over his groin. He pulls the comforter over us further and he doesnât waste time as he pulls my panties and shorts to the side.Â
He runs his fingers over my slit feeling my slickness. He groans at how wet I am then pulls himself out of his sweatpants. I moaned as he began to rub his length over my clit. He then quickly puts his other hand over my mouth. He doesnât even look at me as his eyes are stuck on where we will soon meet. He pushes in and my breath hitches and my eyes widen. His hand is still over my mouth as he continues to push in.Â
His bed squeaks slightly as he begins to fuck into me although it's not loud enough for his parents to hear. He huddles over me as he fucks me under his blanket. He used his free arm to lift my left leg up so he could fuck into me deeper. My eyes roll into the back of my head as Iâm in complete bliss. My back arches and my breathing quickens through my nose as my mouth is still covered. I squeeze around him causing him to groan and twitch inside me. We both get close as his pace quickens and the sounds of slapping and my slick fill the room along with the bed squeaking getting louder. I cum first squeezing around him hard and pulsing as I ride out my orgasm. He cums at the pulsing of my pussy. Thank God I'm on birth control.Â
The sounds in the room come to a stop as our movements do. Heâs still in me as we catch our breaths, staring into each other's eyes lovingly. âMatt?â We freeze as we hear his mother's voice from down the hallway. Shit.Â
It was late at night after a long day of traveling. I had decided to tag along with my husband, Matt, on his work travels. I, of course, would miss him terribly like always if I didnât come. Luckily he was happy to have me. And Trey didnât seem to mind it either.
The three of us find a hotel for the night. Once we get to the front desk we learn that there are only two-bed bedrooms left.
Okay, not a big deal. Weâre all adults here. Except, I anticipated having my husband tonight and I knew nothing would stop me. Maybe I could come up with some excuse to be alone with my Matt.
We take the room. Trey and Matt donât seem to care about sharing a room together. We make our way to our room.
Itâs quite small but just enough for tonight. It had two full-sized beds, a TV, and a chair in the corner of the room. Trey claims the bed on the further side leaving Matt and I to the first bed. I knew this was my chance to get it in with my husband. âHey, Matty, I'm gonna take a shower,â I say expectantly but all he does is give a weak nod. He looked exhausted, they both did. But unfortunately, Iâm selfish when it comes to my feminine urges.
I watch idly as both get ready for bed rather quickly. Matt gave me a look, silently asking me if I was still gonna take a shower. I leave that thought behind and I just get in bed with my husband.
The lights go out once I cuddle into my husband's side. Matt lays on his back and his arm wraps around my waist once I cuddle into him. I trail my fingers down his chest seductively while he grabs my hand stopping me in my tracks. âNot tonight, baby.â He whispers in the dark. âBut I need you.â I rebutted quietly. âI'll be quickâ All he does is sigh defeatedly. âFine. but youâll have to be quiet.â I perk up at his defeat âYes, baby.â I then pull him into a heated kiss.
Treyâs POV
My head hits the pillow once I turn off the lights. I was too tired to care about anything. I could hear Matt and y/n whisper faintly but I was almost half asleep by then. Until I hear lips smacking, quickened breaths, and hushed moans.
My eyes shoot wide open. Goddammit. I shouldâve known this would happen. I look over to their bed and see y/nâs figure on top of Matt's. Despite it being dark I could still see the couple almost clearly. I watch as y/n then straddles Matt only to turn herself around into a reverse cowgirl position. Holy shit.
I had to admit that I had a thing for y/n. My best friend's wife. She's an attractive woman, and I'm only a man. I remember how Matt and I used to talk about her before they started dating. How hot she is and what we would do to her. And now this is my best friendâs reality. Good for him. Truly. But that didnât stop my dick from jumping at the sight of y/n about to ride her husband.
She aligns herself with Matt under the covers before sinking onto him. She lets out a breathy moan and a quiet whimper that Matt pulls her hair for; a reminder for her to shut up. She then begins to bounce on him up and down. The noises. Oh my god, the noises. The sound of her creamy wet pussy riding Matt's dick mixed with the sound of her ass slapping against his hips. I could see her in the moonlight bouncing on him like she was possessed. I couldnât help but bring my attention to my cock. I begin to stroke it as my eyes are glued onto her ass. I desperately try to imagine itâs me she's bouncing on as I stroke myself faster and faster. I feel myself getting closer as I take in the scene. The sight of her bouncing on his cock mixed with the sounds of it all was enough to bring me to my climax. I cum all over my hand still imagining her. I tuck my dick back into the waistband of my boxers as I listen to them finish. They both cum with a moan and she lets out a suppressed squeal that he slaps her ass for. Their movements slow and she gets off of him and cuddles into his side. Before I fall asleep I hear faint whispers from them again. âI love you.â and a quiet âI love you too.â
Summary: When you visit your boyfriend in Finland you meet his parents at the worst possible time.
- Suggestive Content, Embarrassment, MDNI
this was also posted on my AO3 account :)
Earlier this year my boyfriend, Ville, decided it was about time to take me to finland to meet his family. Three months later, here we are, at his parents summerhouse steaming in their sauna.
Some alternative rock song plays quietly in the background as Iâm focused on Ville hitting my back with the soft yet firm, birch branches, as he smokes a cigarette. The rhythm of the branches soothes me; feeling as though I could fall asleep. But before I could even think about dozing off my boyfriend stops the repetitive hits of the birch. âCan you pour some water on the sauna rocks, darling? It's too cold in here.â Although I am annoyed that my meditative state was taken away, I got up anyway. âOf course, hun.â He turns to put down the birch branches before staring at me intently. I can feel his green eyes burning into the back of my body. I continue my movements, pouring more water onto the hot rocks.
Once I finish I turn towards him, meeting his striking gaze. I smile softly as I walk my way back to him. His eyes stay on mine the whole time. As I reach him he spreads his legs slightly, silently telling me to stand in between them. He looks me up and down, he takes another hit of his cigarette before grabbing my hips pulling me further between his legs, and closer to his face. "There you are, sweetheart~â I shy away from his gaze a bit before giving into his embrace and hugging him tightly. He chuckles softly as he holds me tighter against his body. He then puts his long arm around my waist resting his hand on my lower back, continuing to smoke his cigarette. âYou're so cute when you act shy like that.â I scoff at that âItâs not acting. I really am shy like this sometimes.â He laughs again and puts out the cigarette and wraps his other arm around me. âYouâre adorable, y/n.â He pulls me down into his lap, keeping me close to his body. âShut up.â I roll my eyes playfully before changing the subject.
âWhat else are we doing today, baby?â He chuckles once more before thinking to himself. He kisses the side of my head before answering âMmm, we could go for a walk later. There's a nice clearing around here. And then maybe we could go down to the stream and have a little picnic. What do you say?â Although Ville Valo may seem like a morose and unsociable soul, he has always been very romantic; consistently setting us on cute dates in the most beautiful places. And as lovely and simple his idea was, I had other things in mind. âSounds nice. I was hoping we could spend time together inside. Yâknow just us two alone?â He smirks, knowing just what I was hinting at. He squeezes my body tighter against his and starts pressing little kisses to my neck, his voice then drops to a lower and softer tone. âMhm that's a nice idea, spending time together, alone, all by ourselves, with no one around to bother us. I like the sound of that.â He goes back to leaving those electrifyingly small kisses along my neck, almost leaving me speechless. âI knew youâd think so. How much longer do you want to stay in here?â He shrugs, his breath warm against my throat. He starts to slide his hands down my sides, his large hands almost completely encircling my waist.
âWell, Iâd be fine with staying in a little longer. Though I do think itâs starting to get a bit too hot in here, don't you think?â I feel his smirk against my skin. âYes it is, but you did ask me to put more water on the rocks.â I remind him. He laughs softly and pulls back just enough to look up at me and smile. âHm youâre right. But the sauna does feel more like a furnace every minute, sweetheart. And so does something else.â I roll my eyes playfully. âOh yeah? What would that be?â I blush slightly knowing where this is going. He kisses the side of my neck again, his lips just barely brushing against my skin this time. He hugs me tight against him and nuzzles his face into my neck before speaking. âDonât act so innocent, darling. You know damn well what Iâm talking about.â He then sucks lightly on one of my sensitive spots, having me melt immediately. âDo you wanna go inside n-now?â I grab onto his long locks, already feeling like I canât contain myself. He chuckles softly, clearly enjoying the effect he has on me. He gently kisses my neck a few more times before speaking in his soft voice. âOh absolutely, I do believe that the sauna is no longer the hottest thing in this place.â He smirks. If I wasnât so love drunk and infatuated right now I wouldâve rolled my eyes and laughed at his statement. But of course it doesnât take much for Ville to have me in an absolute puddle once Iâm under his touch.
Once he says that, he stands up, picking me up in his arms with ease, and then carries me out of the sauna. I squeal as he picks me up abruptly. He laughs softly at my squeal, smiling as he carries me into the house and upstairs. Once we reach his bedroom he kicks open the, luckily, ajar door and kicks it shut once weâre inside. Then he gently places me on the bed, then crawling on top of me, his body hovering over mine. âYouâre so goddamn beautiful, you know that, darling?â I blush and Iâm left speechless under his attention. He chuckles as I remain silent. He cups my face in one of his large hands, gently stroking my cheek with his thumb as he looks down at me. âAww, speechless already, love? We haven't even started yet~â He teases, but at this moment I donât care. âShut up and kiss me.â He laughs once more, clearly enjoying my suffering. He gently grabs my wrists and firmly pins them above my head with one hand as he leans in close to my face, a smirk on his lips. âMmm, is that an order, sweetheart?â His free hand makes its way to my throat having a soft yet firm hold onto it. âYes.â I gasp at the sudden contact. The look on his face is almost giddy and smug at the same time. Probably feels like a kid in a candy store having me all to himself like this. âYouâre being so submissive today, darling. You want me to take control huh?â My legs wrap around his waist, pulling him closer to where I need him most. âAlways.â I pant out. He smirks once I say that, his grip on my wrists tightening just a bit. He leans into my ear, his voice dropping to a low velvety whisper. âMmm, I know you do, honey~ You were getting all submissive yesterday too, remember? You really like it when I take charge, donât you, darling~â I nod, completely letting go, and letting him control me.
The hand placed on my throat then nudges me to move my head back, revealing my throat. He begins to kiss and nibble, his teeth gently grazing my skin, up and down before murmuring low into my ear. âOh what a good girl~ Letting me take charge, youâre enjoying this, arenât you?â I immediately lean up to kiss him and he meets me halfway, our lips colliding passionately. Just then a loud bang rings from downstairs, pulling us apart. Before we could question it outloud, a voice called out. ââHei poika! Poika, tiedĂ€n, ettĂ€ olet siellĂ€!â Ville groans in annoyance at the interruption and rolls over onto his back, dropping his head on the pillow next to me. âWha- whoâs that?â I ask Ville. â....My parentsâ he grumbles. I immediately make sure I'm properly covered with his blanket as the heavy footsteps get closer to his room. Ville just lays there staring up at the ceiling with an annoyed look. Without warning the bedroom door flies open and Iâm horrified to see both of his parents standing there. âVoi luoja! sinulla on tyttö tÀÀllĂ€.â His mother exclaimed. His father only stood there with raised eyebrows, widened eyes, and a faint smile. At this point Ville had sat up on the bed glaring at his parents slightly before standing up, still wrapped in his towel as he made his way to the bedroom door ushering his parents out. He steps out with them and closes the door behind them. I hear the conversation faintly but it was in Finnish so I wouldnât be able to understand it anyways. It goes quiet for a moment and then the conversation becomes a bit louder. âEi, ei nyt.â Villeâs deep voice breaks the silence. âTule~ Haluan vain tervehtiĂ€.â His mother says. I hear a faint sigh before the door slowly opens up, much to my dismay. Ville Gives me a morose yet apologetic look as he holds the door open for his parents.
They walk in smiling as they greet me. His father stands close to the door as he nods his head respectfully in acknowledgement. His mother on the other hand walks over to me and sits at the foot of the bed still smiling ear to ear. It was easy to forget that in Finnish culture nudity wasn't seen as âtabooâ or âinappropriateâ. It was like his parents didn't even notice that the only thing covering me was their sonâs comforter, as my towel was flung across the room earlier. I smile a bit awkwardly at them as my face feels like it's on fire. âYou are very pretty.â His mother says with a thick finnish accent. I smile in appreciation. âThank youâ. Her smile never falters as she continues. âHow long have you been dating my son?â I think for a second before responding. âTwo years.â She smiles brighter if that's even possible before turning back to look at Ville who still stands by the door looking less than amused. âMeidĂ€n pitĂ€isi varmaan valmistautua hĂ€ihinâ She giggles. I didn't understand what she said but it was enough to make Ville blush like crazy before ushering his parents out again. âSiinĂ€ se. Ulos.â He points to the door. His mother only laughs but stands up anyways. âOkei okei.â She puts her hands up slightly in mock defeat as she steps out with her husband. Before she closes the door completely she says one more thing. âIâll see you both when dinner is ready.â She closes the door leaving Ville and I alone.
Ville groans and flops himself onto the bed burying his face into the pillows. âIâm sorry.â He mumbles. Despite the amount of embarrassment that gave me, I wasn't angry. âItâs okay.â I laugh. âNo. itâs notâ He mumbles into the pillows again. âIt really is. Somehow I thought meeting them would have gone a lot worse.â I smile. He turns his head to look at me with a confused look. âHow was that not the worst case scenario?â I canât help but laugh again at his expression. âAt least they donât hate me. And at least they didn't walk in five minutes later.â Ville smirks at that and canât help but let out a small laugh. âI guess that's true.â he wraps an arm around me. We lay in silence for a bit, letting the embarrassment melt off, as we kill time before dinner. This definitely would be a hard to forget introduction.
Smut, Male Masturbation, Not suitable for all readers.
Remer and Y/N were good friends. He always made her laugh and was always the sweetest and so so respectful. So she didn't think twice to ask him to feed her fish while she was out of town for the week. She gave him her extra key and went on her way, knowing her fish were in good hands.
Remer arrives at her house after she left and subconsciously, he had an ulterior motive. A perverted one at that. Y/N was oblivious to his huge crush on her. She trusted him blindly, not that it was a bad thing; Remer was a good guy. But no oneâs perfect. Remer takes a look around the clean and feminine living room before walking further into the house. Heâs been here plenty of times but never alone. He quickly gets to her bedroom; the smell in the air is sweet. A hint of her perfume and the vanilla candle that was previously lit. The smell did something to him, Y/N drove him crazy; she ignited something primal within him that wanted to come out. Her bed was made and it looked so cozy and warm; He could only dream of sleeping and waking up in that bed. Next to Y/N. He shakes away the thought nonetheless and his eyes land on the fish heâs supposed to be feeding.
He walks over to the tank, opening up the top, and sprinkling in some fish food that sat next to the tank. He watches the two fish swim up to the top to eat it. Remer closes the top gently so as to not scare them as they continue to eat. He let out a soft sigh before turning to leave but stopped once his attention was drawn to Y/Nâs hamper.
It was half full and had Remer Intrigued. He stands still keeping his distance as he stares at the hamper, trying to fight his ideas. He knew what he was thinking was wrong but his body was begging for it. Somehow he convinced himself that it would be okay since no one would know. Itâs just biology, right? Itâs only natural this would happen⊠right? He snaps out of his thoughts as his body takes over. He strides over to the hamper immediately rummaging through it. He finds a pair of Y/Nâs panties. Jackpot. He holds it in his hands staring in awe. This was the closest heâs ever gotten to Y/N like this, and would probably be his only time, so itâs best to make the most of it. It was a cute pink cotton pair with some lace on the trim; so pretty, so Y/N.
He faintly smiles at the thought of her wearing it. He opens up the pair, examining it. The patch of cloth that would go directly over her vagina had a faint stain on it, like a wet spot. He canât control himself anymore and he brings the panties to his nose before taking a long sniff. If the smell of her bedroom drove him crazy then the smell of her panties made him insane. As he exhales he lets out a strong groan at the scent. His dick is now fully hard as it strains against his jeans, needing to break free. Heâs too focused on the panties to even care. Remer then licks the panties trying to get a taste of Y/Nâs pussy. And it worked. He could faintly taste her on the piece of cloth and he just snapped.
Remer takes the panties away from his face briefly, to fumble his belt off. He pushes down his jeans as fast as possible along with his boxers. His cock springs free, slapping against his lower abdomen. He was almost painfully hard with heaps of precum leaking out. He shoves the panties in his face again, smelling it aggressively. Remer wanted to be surrounded by Y/Nâs pheromones and her sweet body; but the panties would suffice, for now. He wraps his free hand around his cock, pumping slowly. He groans at the feeling along with the smell of her panties. It wasnât enough, he needed more. He stops his movements before his hand shoots down to the hamper again, to find another pair. He finds one, this pair is the same style just in dark purple. The image of Y/N in this particular pair somehow made him harder. He smells this one and itâs definitely stronger, with an even bigger discharge stain on it. âOh fuck.â He groans out in pleasure, his dick twitching in unison as he stares at the purple pair.
At this point, all his inhibitions are gone. He kicks off his jeans and boxers that pooled at his ankles. He then quickly makes his way over to Y/Nâs bed, grabbing her body lotion on the way. He sets the lotion on the bedside table before sitting his bare lower body on the bed. He lays back on the headboard, spreading his legs. He cradles both pairs of panties like theyâre important treasures; which to him, they are. With his right hand, he pumps her cocoa butter and vanilla-scented lotion onto his hands. The smell of the lotion just reminded him of her even more. He slathers the lotion on his dick, moaning at the sensation. He takes the purple pair and places it perfectly over his face so his nose is right up against where her pussy used to be. He wraps the pink pair around his cock beginning to pump moderately. With every breath he gets a whiff of her, turning him on even more. He begins to pump faster and faster. The once quiet room was now filled with his moans and the squelching sound of his cock that was covered in lotion and precum. His movements became even faster. The sounds becoming louder and louder.
He then starts dirty talking to himself out loud. Clearly pretending he was fucking Y/N. âOh, you like that? you like that, pretty girl?â He groans out loud. His eyes are closed shut; his face scrunched in concentration and pleasure. âOh fuck yeah. Youâre so hot, baby girl. âm gonna fuck you all nightâ His groans and moans get even more loud and the wet squelching from his dick continues to fill the room. His hands pump himself erratically at this point. âOh yeah. Take it. Take it, baby. youâre such a gooood girl, Y/N. could fuck you forever.â Heâs so immersed in pleasure and his imagination that the pleasure builds up quickly. He doesnât even register he is coming until his seed starts coating the pink pair of panties. He lets out the loudest groan of the evening as his balls empty onto the pretty piece of clothing.
Post orgasm he comes back to his senses. Remer does feel a little guilty as he takes the purple pair off of his face. He takes in the sight of Y/Nâs cum-soaked panties in his hand. Heâs tempted to take a pair home but doesnât want you to notice any changes in your home that you trusted him to be in alone. After a few minutes of catching his breath and basking in the post-climax endorphins, he gets out of Y/Nâs bed. He definitely left some sweat behind but it will dry out eventually. He cleans himself up, with the other pair of panties. He hesitantly puts the panties back into the hamper, making sure to bury them within the other dirty clothes; hoping you wonât see it. He puts the lotion back and tidies up a bit before leaving; satisfied yet guilty. Only to go home still dreaming of you.
Dating Bam Margera threw you into a lot of spontaneous adventures. The parties, impulsive trips across the world, dangerous stunts. It became normal to expect the unexpected. The only predictable thing about Bam was his selfishness especially when it came to you. You are his and his only. You couldnât even have a friendly conversation with another man without Bam going into a bitch fit. However, there is one exception. Ryan Dunn. Theyâre a two-in-one deal. You canât get close to one without the other. And Bam trusts Ryan so no reason for jealousy. Just a trio of pals.
One night, Ryan invites the two of you to his apartment to drink and hang out. Anticlimactic but fun nonetheless. You and Bam head over there with a bottle of vodka and let yourselves in. âOh hey, you two! Thanks for knocking, so considerate!â Ryan greeted. Bam chuckles and says âDonât act like you donât walk into my house like that, asswipe.â âWhatever,â Ryan grabs the vodka from Bam âthisâll make up for it.â I roll my eyes, kick off my shoes, and make my way to the couch. Bam follows suit and Ryan goes to the kitchen to get cups. Bam stretches and melts into his seat. âFinally a night to relax with my two favorite people.â He smiles and puts his arm over my shoulder. I playfully roll my eyes âDonât be sappy just to get into my pants later.â He sarcastically puts his hands up âSorry, sorry.â He smirks. âI have better tactics anyway.â He cups my face with his right hand and leans in for a kiss. Of course, I kiss back and it doesnât take long until his tongue is in my mouth. After a few more seconds Ryan is back. âExcuse me but Iâd appreciate it if you two didnât fuck on my couch!â He says playfully. âWeâre not fucking, Dunn,â Bam grumbles with a slight pout having cut the make-out short. âYet. Thank god I stopped it just in time.â Ryan says placing cups on the coffee table. I laugh and pick up my glass to fill with liquor. Ryan stops me from picking up the bottle and pours it for me. âOh, such a gentleman,â I say sarcastically while taking a sip. âAnything for you, darling.â He playfully winks filling up the other two glasses. âYou fuckers know Iâm right here right?â Bam rolls his eyes as Ryan and I laugh. Bam grabs the remote and tosses it to Ryan. âPut some shit on, Dunn letâs get fucked up.â As he chugs his first round.
A couple hours later weâre all buzzed. It didnât take long for the TV to become background noise. After multiple conversations filled with slurs and giggles the topic of Ryanâs love life came up.
âYou really havenât been getting any lately?â Bam laughs. âDude itâs not a big deal!â Ryan defends himself. âIâve just been busy!â Bam continues to laugh âYeah youâre so busy binge drinking on your couch!â Ryanâs brows furrow âfuck you.â I hit Bam on the shoulder and give Ryan a sympathetic look. âRy, thereâs no shame in not having sex! Not everyone can be sexually active twenty-four seven.â I say âUnlike some whoresâŠâ I motion to Bam. Ryan lets out a chuckle and Bam rolls his eyes. âIf Iâm a whore that would make you one too, idiot,â Bam argues. âOh babe you and I both know thatâs not how it works,â I sigh âYour body count is 10x times mine!â âWhatever since youâre fucking me youâre a whore by association.â He snickers. âYouâre such an idiot.â I sip my drink. Bam smirks and leans in. âYour idiot.â Kissing me and turning it into a full-on make-out session in less than ten seconds. Thatâs gotta be a record.
Ryan groans. âAgain please do that anywhere else.â Bam pulls away and looks at his friend. âYknow what just fucking join, Dunn.â Ryanâs eyes go wide and Iâm too shocked to say anything. âWhat?â Ryan asks, thinking itâs a joke. âItâll help with your blue balls that make you so pissy,â bam smirks âand I know how long youâve wanted to fuck y/n.â Ryan keeps his eyes on Bam with red coating his cheeks. âI donât know what youâre talking about.â Bam chuckles âYes you do!â He points out âBefore we started dating you, I would talk about all the things weâd do to her!â Now Iâm the one with cherry-red cheeks. âCome on, Dunn you down or not?â Bam looks at me as if heâs asking with his eyes. âIâm down if Ryanâs downâŠâ I stumbled out. Bam looks back at Ryan âAlright, letâs do it then.â Ryan agrees. Bam smirks in satisfaction and motions Ryan to sit next to me. Now I'm in the middle. Bam goes for my neck kissing and sucking. While Iâm left looking into his friendâs eyes. Ryan hesitated a little bit but then kissed me like it was the end of the world. My throat vibrated with moans and Bamâs hands made their way to my chest. Groping me through my top before pulling it over my chest to expose my tits. I gasped into Ryanâs mouth from the sudden movements. Ryan pulls back to look at my breasts, groaning at the sight. He pushes Bamâs hands away and replaces them with his own. Bam immediately starts to kiss me sloppily. As Ryan has begun sucking on my tits making sure both nipples get the same amount of attention. My moans gradually increase the hotter it gets. I push both the boys away from me. They give me a confused and concerned look. Before they could say anything I got down on my knees in front of them. Their eyes widened in realization before slightly scooting closer together so they weren't too far apart. I began to palm them through their jeans, both of them already hard. âI need you both now,â I whine. Immediately the two start fumbling with their belts whipping their dicks out.
I spit onto both of my hands and begin to jerk my boyfriend and his best friend off. Bamâs groaning and Ryan has his eyes closed letting out breathy moans. I wrap my mouth around Bamâs dick and begin to deep throat him. Trying to get his cock covered in as much saliva as possible. As my left hand continues to stroke Ryanâs Bam grabs my hair and pushes me down on his length a bit more. Groaning when he reaches the back of my throat. I push back off his lap and replace my mouth with my hand. I shift my attention to Ryan and I start to suck the tip of his cock, swirling my tongue around it. And jerking off his shaft twisting up and down. Ryanâs heavily breathing with his eyes locked on mine. I continue to switch between the two men with my mouth, whilst jerking the other one off. Bamâs moans get louder letting me know that he's close. I have a hand on each of the men's shafts. I begin to firmly stroke Bam, twisting up and down. My tongue hovers over his tip waiting for his cum. With a final groan, Bam shoots his load onto my face. From the lewd image of my face covered in cum Ryan finishes in my hand. âShit.â Ryan curses. I move my face towards my cum-covered hand and clean it up with my tongue. Both boys catch their breaths before sharing a chuckle. âI canât believe we just fucking did that.â Ryan laughs. âI remove my hands from them, cleaning myself up with a nearby throw blanket. âConsider it an early Christmas present.â Bam continues. âYou may wanna wash thisâŠâ I smirk, tossing the soiled blanket at Ryan. The two laugh as I get up to go to the bathroom. Until Bam interrupts my movements âHey, where are you going? Itâs your turn.â
a/n : this is my first time posting so Iâm sorry if itâs not the best. suggestions and constructive criticism are greatly appreciated! also currently working on a joe frantz x reader and bam x reader x ryan. so stay tuned I hope you enjoy :)
warning : 18 + language
- thinks about u all the time!!
- if youâre not looking heâs staring 100%
- he seems like the type to be nervous to start a conversation with you.
- unless heâs drunk
- but if heâs thrown into a conversation with you heâs trying to make you laugh
- itâs like his life purpose to impress you
- whether he volunteered to do a dangerous stunt or helped with cars and building more for viva la bam
- heâll do anything to make sure you know heâs strong and manly (lmao)
- you may be oblivious to his crush (bc he never initiates any convo)
- itâs painfully obvious to everyone else esp bam
- his friends want to tell you so bad but instead they try to get him to ask you out
- until bam gets tired of it and takes things into his own hands
- the next time he catches ryan staring at you
- âHey Y/N!â
- âWhat?!â
- âRyan wants to fuck you!!â
- maybe heâll get the courage to ask you out once heâs done beating the shit out of his best friend