Ryan Dunn x Reader, Brandon DiCamillo x Reader, Bam Margera x Reader, Chris Raab x Reader: 6k words
Description: All the moments in your life in which you’re romantically involved with the members of the CKY crew <3
A/n: God this took me a long time to write i will not be doing this again in one part 😭 Not beta read and probably has some inaccuracies and if so just know all smut content on this is with 18+ year olds!!! feel free to reblog and send any requests <3 This is an f!reader fic but other than the last part a lot of this could be gn!
warnings: smut (18+), alcohol, oral m!receiving, face fucking, p in v, unprotected sex
It was the third grade and a crowd had gathered around you and Chris during recess. “Just kiss!” Someone in the mass jeered as you stood an awkward distance away from the boy you had been pressured into kissing. Chris was bright red in the face, matching the blush that spread on yours as Bam and Dico began pushing him towards you. “Just do it wimp!” Bam laughed, enjoying this torture thoroughly.
The morning of that fateful day, whispers and notes had been passed around the class detailing one certain rumour. “Chris likes y/n.” You didn’t know for sure if it was true or not but sure enough, the boys bullied it out of him and it was unveiled as the truth. Recess was a whirlwind of excitement, basically everyone in the grade knew about this potential romance, probably most of the school too and so someone settled that this meant the two of you had to kiss.
That’s what lead you to the corner of your school yard, not really wanting to be there but the peer pressure got to you. A lengthy amount of time had passed and you two were still standing there, stiff as a board, terrified of touching lips. The crowd were beginning to get annoyed. “Are you guys gonna kiss or not?” A boy in the grade above you spat, a couple “yeah!”s followed suit.
Getting impatient yourself, you decided to bite the bullet and smooch this awkward 9 year old. The group of kids cheered and whooped as you grabbed Chris’ shoulders and landed your lips on his, your teeth knocking gently. The kiss only lasted a couple seconds, with Chris’ arms still glued to his side, before a teacher broke apart the commotion. After you pulled away, Chris looked horribly embarrassed and ran as fast as he could to the opposite side of the yard causing everyone to laugh manically at his distress. You felt humiliated at the time, your first kiss and the receiver ran away in fear? Great. But with time, the kiss became an ongoing joke between the two of you as well as the rest of the crew as they absorbed you as their own.
A good few years down the line, you and the CKY crew were the best of friends. It was High School now and you basically hung out with the idiots every day, forming a tight knit group. With any friendship group there comes … the crushes. And you couldn’t lie to yourself anymore, you had liked Ryan Dunn for many years. The cute blonde kid (pre-beard) had caught your eye at some point in middle school and you were basically head over heels for him come high school.
In your Junior Year of High School, Jess managed to smuggle a bottle of Smirnoff from his parent’s alcohol cabinet and you got completely wasted on it. Your time at the big High School party of the year was now being spent bent over the toilet, puking your guts up as Ryan Dunn held your hair back and patted your back comfortingly. “I’m sorry Ryan.” You groaned, spitting the gross residue left in your mouth into the bowl. “Don’t apologise y/n.” Dunn laughed, rubbing circles into the spot below your neck. “No, no, You should be out there having fun, not stuck in here with me.” Ryan smiled, “What if I want to be stuck in here with you?” You wiped your mouth with the back of your hand and turned to look the boy in the eyes. “Don’t do that Ry.” He looked confused, his brows furrowing together. “Don’t do what?” He laughed, passing your rather blunt statement off as just you being inebriated. You groaned once more, turning around to lay your face in the (no doubt) filthy toilet seat. “Don’t say stuff like that. You know I’ve had a crush on you for the longest time.” Ryan’s grip on your hair loosened slightly. The silence in the bathroom juxtaposing the bustling party just a few feet away from you. “You like me?” He asked, genuinely shocked. “Don’t act like you don’t know. It’s fine that you don’t like me back, just don’t say shit like that.” Ryan let go of his hold on your hair and turned you around to face him. “Y/n what makes you think I don’t like you?” The underlying insinuation of this question sunk to the bottom of your stomach like an anchor, your drunkenness becoming less apparent as it dawned on you what you had just admitted. Your confused looks mirrored each other, both of you realising what exactly this bomb drop meant. “Hold on, do you mean you do like me?!” You asked as Ryan started to laugh, alleviating the tension in the room. “I don’t know if you’re full of shit cause’ of all the booze so I’m gonna answer that tomorrow.” You shook your head, lifting yourself onto you knees to come closer to him. “I promise you I’m not full of shit Ryan.” Your faces were pretty close now, a shot of excitement painting your cheeks a rosy red. Dunn brushed a piece of hair behind your ear and grabbed your shoulders gently. “Y/n let me walk you home, we can talk about this tomorrow.” You smiled flatly. God why’d he have to be so sensible. You let him help you up and out of the house and although he wouldn’t kiss you that night, he held your hand like a promise, “I’ll say it when you’re sober.” He whispered in your ear as he led you to your doorstep, pecking your cheek lightly. Your eyes lingered on him as he strolled away, so nonchalant as if he hadn’t rocked your entire world.
Shortly after that fateful night, You and Ryan were dating. Everyone knew about it, you did all the typical High School romance stuff, he held your hand in the halls and kissed you when he had to leave. Nights were spent in his car, Bam’s mixtape playing in the background as you made out like typical teenagers, his roaming hands causing your heart to flutter as every time it went farther, and farther. Eventually you lost your virginity to him in your own bed while your parents were away. A night of fumbling limbs and whispers of “Is this okay?” followed by light whimpers and groans as you shared your most intimate parts with the kid that used to stick gum in your hair in elementary school. You guys were cute and even though the crew would mock you for your overly cutesyness, Ryan was never ashamed to be with you, opting to show you off and kiss you in front of them all. He was your first serious boyfriend and everything about him made your stomach swell with butterflies as the honeymoon phase seemed to be eternal. Well High School eternal. Sometimes Raab would crack jokes about how he was your “first” warranting Dunn to smack him in the face often enough. You were there when they started filming their stupid videos, often the videographer of Bam’s skating clips and even in front of the camera during pranks that would land you in the principal’s office. Everything was so perfect, prom and graduation spent with your sweetheart, up until the summer after Senior Year.
You hated to admit it but you guys were fighting a lot and not just silly little bickers. Full on screaming matches that lead to tears and hurt feelings, it always ended the same, with you in his bed, kissing away your apologies but you knew it wasn’t right. Maybe you had outgrown each other, you weren’t really sure how it happened so quickly but it was obvious it wasn’t going to work out for much longer. It was a hard decision to break up, and a rough split it was. You barely got out of bed after it, depressed and heart broken but you knew it was how it was meant to be. You and Ryan were still completely civil, in fact a couple months after you called it quits you were basically best friends again. Of course the hurt was still there, in the back of your mind and maybe it was still there in Ryan’s but you were both happy and that’s what was important.
It had been over a year since you and Ryan broke up and the crew was as strong as ever. Filming stupid videos and pranks was basically all you did now that Bam had gotten into this whole video thing meaning you spent every day with the idiots. None of you were very set on college aspirations so you had plenty of time to fuck around. After the summer, Dico had been acting a little… strange. He was constantly smiling at you with this weird knowing look like he was in on something you weren’t. At first you were paranoid he was pulling some elaborate prank right under your nose but alas, nothing really came of it. He was leaving lasting touches on your skin and would walk or drive you home whenever you drank despite the fact your house was pretty out of his way. This whole funny business he was getting up to came to a climax (ha) on the night of Halloween.
Rake was throwing a huge party at his with majority of the youth population of West Chester rocking up. You and the gang decided on an excellent group costume. You would be Hugh Hefner, sporting a classy red velvet robe, scantily clad underneath of course, (it was still halloween after all) and a captains hat with a pipe in hand while Raab, Dico, Ryan and Bam were wearing their own interpretations of a playboy bunny, topped off with the classic ears and bow ties. It was a funny costume no doubt but apparently whatever girl Ryan was going out with was pretty pissed he had ditched their couples costume in favour of something with his ex. You understood her anger but were quick to reassure her that there was nothing there anymore and you weren’t really lying. It felt good to finally be over Ryan for good, you were happy he moved on too and that you were both still friendly enough to do something stupid like that for the special day.
You spent a lot of time at the party playing beer pong very poorly, meaning you were drunk fairly fast but you were having a great time. Dico was stuck to your side for most of the night, flirting with you quite outwardly, becoming a little touchy feely but you weren’t mad about it. In fact, it felt kinda good. You had a pretty dull summer hanging out with those bozos meaning you hadn’t slept with anyone since Ryan and you were beginning to see Dico in a different light. There was something kinda sexy about his confidence and he was pretty cute too. After another ball ended up in your cup, you downed it, now finding the courage to lean into whatever act Dico was putting on. Later on you sat next to him on the couch, leaning into his legs and bending your body towards him to talk to him rather seductively. He had his arm around your shoulder now and often you’d see him taking a peek down your robe, just as you planned. Before you knew it, Dico had his hand resting on your thigh and was slowly inching it upwards as he rubbed circles into your bare flesh. He talked nonchalantly about whatever unimportant topic of conversation you were discussing as your breathing became shaky the further his hand reached. You gasped as you felt the pads of Dico’s fingers brush against the edge of your panties, you hadn’t even realised he had gone that far. You grabbed his wrist and looked him in the eyes, a smug grin present on his face. “What are you doing?” You asked, narrowing your eyebrows though your smirk gave away the pleasure you were truly having. Dico’s smile grew, “You seemed to like it.” Your heart was beating exponentially fast at this point, his fingers still lay on the inside of your thigh, your hand just keeping it there. “We’re in the middle of the party Brandon.” Dico moved his hand away, putting his hands up in mock surrender. He smiled and licked his lips, an idea popping into his head. “Can I tell you something?” You looked puzzled as he motioned “come here” with his fingers but moved your ear towards his mouth anyways. Pulling the oldest trick in the book, Dico used his fingers to pull your chin towards his face before pressing his lips against yours.
You gave in immediately, moving your lips in sync with his, you felt a little stupid for falling for the deception but nonetheless, you were kissing Brandon fucking DiCamillo. The adrenaline of the kiss fuelled it to get a little more intense, anyone could see you right now, even Ryan. Fuck, Ryan. You were confused on whether or not Dico was concerned with how this would go down within the crew. I mean weren’t you used goods or something? Or bro code breaching at the very least. Still, you let him pull you onto his lap to straddle him as the kiss deepened. He bit your lip lightly in order to sneak his tongue in and now you were almost grinding on his lap as he fondled your ass roughly, his tongue down your throat. You laughed into Dico’s mouth as you pictured the scene happening, Hugh Hefner straddling a bunny on a couch in the middle of a college home town party. “What?” Brandon pulled away smiling as you giggled. “No no it’s nothing.” You laughed again, going back in to kiss him some more, quickly becoming addicted to the way his tongue moved against yours. He pulled away again this time to move to your neck, kissing it softly and beginning to lightly suck. You held onto his neck but then became worried you’d get too damn horny in this rampant room so you tore Dico’s head away from you. He looked confused before understanding when you got off his lap and held his hand to lead him away from the masses.
You made eye contact with some of your old friends from high school who were giving you winks and thumbs ups and slightly startled expressions giving you the impression basically everyone saw your display of affection on the sofa. That’s when you met eyes with Bam and Ryan, both looking pretty shocked but faint smiles appeared on their faces. You shook this off, continuing to lead Brandon up the stairs to find Rake’s bedroom, praying it would be unoccupied. Alas, it was and as soon as you pulled the kid in and locked the door, you were grabbing at each other, roughly making out before stumbling on to the messy bed, not that you gave a shit. Dico had you under him, his hands roaming over your body as you held onto his face. You could feel him attempting to pull your robe off but you stopped his hands, you had other plans in mind. You pulled away from the kiss and told Dico to sit up, pulling yourself away from him and situating yourself on your knees between his legs as he did what he was told. “Jesus Fuck.” You could hear him whimper under his breath as he realised what was really going to happen.
You got to work on his belt, he was wearing stupid slacks and a white dress shirt that was unbuttoned, the bow tie and bunny ears long discarded. His face was flushed as was yours and man did he look fucking great from your angle. His smugness had almost dissipated, simply patting your head when you pulled his already hard dick out of his underwear. You spit on top of it, letting your saliva drip out of your mouth on to his tip. Dico groaned at the sensation, you knew that’s what Ryan liked. God why the fuck were you thinking of Ryan right now? I mean you couldn’t really blame yourself, he was the only person you had ever given head to before and you had a lot of practice so it was time to put those skills to use. You licked around his tip as your hand slowly pumped his base. His dick was slightly bigger than Ryan’s which excited you a little, you never realised you’d actually miss giving blowjobs. Not before long, you put your whole mouth around Dico’s cock, sucking lightly, earning a moan from him. You tried to adjust your position to fit more of him in but it took Brandon’s own hand to push your head down in order to go all the way. He brushed your hair away from your neck to form a makeshift ponytail as he gently pushed his dick down your throat. You gagged a little but insisted you were okay when he eased up. You released his member from your mouth with a pop to have a brief breather. Brandon wiped a tear that was falling down your cheek with the pad of his thumb and angled your face up towards him. “Open.” He whispered, his voice a low rumble. You did as he said, opening your mouth wide and sticking your tongue out teasingly. He spat in your mouth and shut it with the grip he held on your chin, leaning back to let you continue. You went back to licking his tip before taking him in fully, bobbing your head up and down but you still couldn’t manage to take him in fully. He held your hair back once more and angled himself in a way that he could thrust into your throat while you continued to bob up and down on his cock. You shut your eyes tightly as Dico set the pace, hitting the back of your throat with each movement. You focused on hollowing out your cheeks and sucking lightly as you breathed through your nose. Dico’s moans were getting louder and more erratic as his pace became inconsistent. “Can I cum on your face?” He managed to say, trying to still his hips as to not finish prematurely. You nodded quickly, releasing his dick and looking up at him through hooded eyes, eagerly sticking your tongue out as he pumped himself above you. After a few seconds Dico finished with a loud groan, coating your tongue and face with his cum. “So fucking pretty.” He sighed, looking down at you, still out of breath and stroking his cock slowly. You swallowed his load and wiped the rest of it off with your fingers, sucking on them afterwards while Dico zipped his slacks back up.
You got up and looked at yourself in Rake’s mirror, makeup all smudged under your eyes and lipstick all around your mouth. You looked a fucking mess. “Sorry for cumming I didn’t know if you wanted to fuck or not.” said Dico, wiping whatever substance on his slacks and getting off the bed to move towards you. “Don’t apologise, I wanted to do that, I don’t care about sex.” You replied, turning around to face the man you’d just sucked off. He laughed when he saw the state of your face, then holding your face in his hand and kissing you again. “You’re a really good kisser you know that?” You said, flipping around once again to face the mirror and trying your best to conceal the evidence of what you had been up to. Dico chuckles once more, looking at you with adoration through the mirror. “I could say the same about you.” You grinned, then remembered your original fear from earlier. “Shit, what about Ryan?” You spat, turning around to look Dico in the eyes with concern. “What about Ryan y/n?” His confusion at your questioning confused you even more. “Well hello? He’s my ex and your best friend, surely we’ve just broken some unwritten rules just now.” Dico laughs as if you’d said the most childish thing. “You know you’re one of my best friends too right? And you’re your own person.” You shrugged your shoulders, sort of understanding what he’s getting at. “I guess but this is definitely gonna be this whole thing now isn’t it.” Dico smiled flatly. “Yep.”
You were right. You were not gonna live down sucking Dico’s dick in Rake’s bedroom dressed as Hugh Hefner and him, a bunny on halloween any time soon. A romance didn’t exactly blossom between you and him after the matter but that didn’t mean you regretted it. It was fun being man handled for once, Ryan’s high school self was far too kind to face fuck you so at least Dico had the balls to do it. It was a little awkward between you and Ryan for a while, he’d chuckle at the stupid dick jokes Bam would make about your encounter but would never talk to you about it directly and you weren’t sure if that was purposeful or not. Alas, things went back to normal with the CKY crew and although you were reminded that you gave Brandon DiCamillo head by Bam on a daily basis, you were feeling good about everything.
It was January now and most of the mocking had died down, you and Dico still shared some awkward experiences sometimes. Who knew it would be hard to look your best friend in the eye after they came on your face?! Now that you had gotten with another member of crew, it seemed like the line you once viewed there being was gone. You always thought Bam was cute, he was younger than you so he was just Jess’ little brother until he grew up and became the sort of ring leader of the group. Now he was looking a little less cute and a little more hot. You figured he was off limits after you and Ryan broke up but now that the whole halloween thing happened, the possibilities were endless. You and Bam were hanging out in his basement now, watching old horror VHS tapes. The other guys were all busy but that didn’t stop you from lying down, legs across Bam’s lap as some girl got her hands chopped off, the poor visual effects and dramatic screams urging the two of you to laugh. “God, how does anyone find this crap scary? This is a comedy!” Bam nodded in agreement, his eyes flicking over to you. You could feel them bore into your face. “What?” You asked, smiling nervously. Bam wet his lips, “So you’re like, over Dico now right?” You laughed, “Bam I don’t think I was ever under him.” Bam raised his eyebrows suggestively earning him a smack on the arm. “We didn’t even fuck.” He nodded, rolling his eyes. “I know, I know. You just blew him off.” You chewed on the bottom of your lip. “Why are you even asking?” Bam’s hands were playing with the bottom of your jeans as your legs were still over his own, avoiding eye contact. “Is it still weird between you guys?” You shrugged, struggling to answer the question yourself. “I mean, I guess it’s a little strange to talk to him normally after he fucked my face.” You laughed half heartedly, trying to ease the tension but it only thickened when Bam looked at you like a deer in the headlights. “Wait he fucked your face?!” A bright red blush was spreading across your face. “Well I mean yeah, you guys already knew that though.” Bam shook his head dramatically, a stupid grin slapped on his face, revelling in this newly uncovered sexual secret of yours. “We knew you sucked his dick, face fucking is like a whole different ball park!” You took your legs off Bam’s lap and sat up on the couch to get closer to him. “How?” Bam shook his head, bewildered you didn’t understand this apparent stark difference. “Well come on, getting face fucked is so much more raw and sexual, sucking dick is more awkward, like you’re back in high school.” You nodded a little, starting to understand what he was getting at. “I didn’t really know Dico had it in him to be honest.” You said, making Bam laugh. “Ryan never really did anything like that.” The mention of Bam’s best friend added a little more awkward tension to the room. The silence seemed to prolong for too long before Bam shifted a little, getting closer to your face. Your eyes met and there was something new in his now, his pupils blown out, a sense of lust hidden under them. He wet his lips once more, his blue eyes burning into yours. “And did you like it?” You were caught off guard by this. It was clear more friendship boundaries were being burnt down along with the burning in your face and the beating of your heart. “Yeah.” was all you had to say before Bam crashed his soft lips onto yours.
This kiss was far more frantic and needy than any you had had before. Like all this pent up horniness was being let out in one big dramatic explosion. Your hands flew up to hold Bam’s face as he held your waist, lying you down so he could get on top of you, positioned between your legs. You made out hard and fast, teeth knocking at certain times because of how erratic you were being. Bam’s hands went wandering as he slipped his tongue in your mouth, pulling at your shirt to take it off, breaking the kiss briefly to do so. He felt up your boobs over your bra but you moved his hands to go under, encouraging him to break the barrier. You pulled at his shirt now and it didn’t take him much convincing to tear it off. You awkwardly tried to unbutton your pants with one hand while pulling at Bam’s belt. Bam huffed and kneeled up between your legs, unbuckling his belt and pulling down his jeans as you shimmied your own off, leaving you both in your underwear. You resumed your make out, Bam’s hand snaking around to your back to undo your bra. You felt a little exposed, underneath Jess’ little brother with your tits out but your hesitance ceased when you felt his crotch, his dick already rock hard. Bam moved his hand down to your heat, starting to rub you clit through your underwear. “Just give me one.” He whispered in your mouth, referring to an orgasm. Your cheeks were as hot as ever, your breathing hitching every now and again as your orgasm was already quickly approaching. You were barely making out now, too engrossed in the way Bam’s fingers were making you feel. Bam leant down and started kissing your neck, not marking you or anything, not that you’d mind, but the sensation was enough to get you to the edge as he rubbed you out at such a relentless place. “I’m gonna cum.” You moaned, gripping tightly onto his shoulders as you felt yourself tense up and release, Bam’s fingers still not letting up. It took a couple seconds before you moved his hand away before he could overstimulate you.
You pulled Bam’s face into yours and kissed him softer than you had this whole time. You sighed into his mouth and pulled your panties off while Bam discarded his boxers. You looked down to take a peek at Bam’s dick. It was a nice size and you even whimpered when you thought about what was about to happen. You had literally been celibate for a year, spending too much time with the fucker who was about to fuck you to indulge in the dating pool. Just as well. You spat into your hand and reached down to pump him a bit, swiping the precum on the tip of his dick with your thumb. He groaned into your ear, sending shivers down your back. He swatted your hand away, probably worried you’d finish him prematurely before slipping a finger inside you unexpectedly. You moaned but held his wrist, you were already quite sensitive from your previous orgasm and you just wanted him to fuck you already. “S’alright, I’m just making sure you’re ready.” Bam laughed at your neediness before positioning himself at your entrance. He put his arm above your head and both of you groaned in unison as he slipped inside, slowly. He held your waist with the other hand before setting the pace, not giving you much time to adjust as he moved. You felt yourself getting wetter as you heard Bam’s cute whimpers every time you clenched around him. You could tell this position may be a little uncomfortable for him as he heaved with every thrust and so an idea popped into your head. “Wait.” You said, placing a hand on Bam’s hip to stop him moving. He looked at you quickly to check your face with concern but instead was met with a beaming grin.
“Lay down.” You said and you didn’t have to say much more, Bam was out of you and under you in a few seconds, flipping you to get on top of him too causing you to giggle at his excitement. Bam held onto your hips as you took his dick in your hands, leaning back on his legs to spit on it, letting your saliva drip onto his tip, just like you had for Dico. He groaned at the sensation. You pumped a couple more times before getting up on your knees and hovering over the member. You positioned it at your entrance and slowly sank down onto it, caressing a moan out of the two of you. Bam still gripped your hips tightly and helped your move once you got used to it. Not before long, you were bouncing on Bam’s dick, moaning loudly and moving forward to let the guy grab at your tits. You lay your hands on his shoulders and began grinding now, letting it fill you up all the way. You couldn’t remember the last time you felt so full. You let yourself loose, making loud noises, not worried anyone would hear as you were home alone and in the basement. You were too focused on your own pleasure you forgot to look down at Bam, who’s face was contorted in such pleasure, his whimpers were now almost high pitched, murmuring “Fuck.”s and “Yeah, shit.”s under his breath. His fingers were burrowing into your hip, sure to leave bruises in the morning which made you feel really good. “Are you close Bam.” You asked, resuming your bouncing which caused Bam to groan loudly. “Yeah, fuck I’m really close baby.” You almost smiled sadistically. He was so fucking horny he just called you baby? “Are you gonna fill me up baby?” You knew you’d probably cringe at your dirty talk once the horny cloud wore off, like you always did, but man was it fucking worth it when you could hear Bam’s desperate noises. He could only nod, his eyes shut tightly. You moved your hand to wrap around his throat, not choking, just in a domineering way. “Do you want to cum Bam?” It was hard to keep up with this composed persona when you yourself were hurtling toward your big finish. “Yeah, oh fuck yes.” His words were just mutters and mumbling but they said all you needed to know. “Cum for me.” You sped your movements up to chase your own high as Bam desperately thrusted up into you himself. The combined movements sent you off the edge once more with Bam following immediately after. His hips stopped as he kept you still on his cock, cumming with a loud moan and a “Fuck!”.
You both stayed there for a moment, panting heavily and fucked out. Your legs were shaky as you moved yourself off Bam’s cock, feeling his cum and your arousal dripping down your legs. “Shit let me get you something.” Bam said after noticing the mess left on you. He got up and moved to his laundry room, you giggled childishly at the way he walked away naked. “Fuck you.” You could hear him laugh, knowing you were chuckling at his bare ass despite the fact he had just been inside you. He emerged from the room in a fresh pair of boxers and with some clothes in his hand. He used an old t shirt to clean up your legs, you whimpered slightly when he swiped your heat with it, it still sensitive from the sex. He smirked slightly when he noticed your shudder, knowing it was him that made you feel that way. He handed you a pair of his boxers and a t shirt to put on, understanding you’d probably feel a little exposed being naked without a blanket to hide under, plus there’s no way you’d want to put your dirty underwear or jeans back on. “Come on, we’ll go up to my room.” He said, standing up and reaching his hand out for you to hold. You looked over at the TV, the horror film had ended quite a bit ago, not that either of you had cared to notice. Your moans probably drained out the dramatic screams anyhow. You followed Bam up the stairs, avoiding anyone who could’ve been in the house and climbed into bed with him. It was only the early evening but nonetheless you snuggled up to him as if ready for bed. You lay your head on his chest as he played with your hair. You should’ve been content but there was just one thing playing on your mind.
“Bam.” “Hmm?” He replied, still messing with your locks. “I’m not like a slut am I?” Okay you knew Bam wasn’t gonna flat out say yes to that leading question but you knew he’d probably make you feel a little more sane. Bam laughed comedically. “Y/n you’ve slept with like two people, I think you’re fine.” You sighed. “Yeah but I’ve fucked three guys in my own friend group, that’s slutty behaviour.” He shook his head. “Technically only two, we’re leaving face fucking out of this.” His stupid joke made you smirk. “Y/n you’re not a slut for sleeping with people in your friend group and if anyone says you are, tell me their names and I’ll deal with them.” You smiled softly. Somehow Bam always knew how to cheer you up. Of course you knew this was also going to be this whole thing but something in you felt something great could come of this.
It was now two months later and Bam had just asked you to be his girlfriend. Yeah you skipped a couple steps on that night in January but whatever. The gang reacted spectacularly to the news you had now fucked Bam. Jokes about you being the CKY ‘groupie’ were now circulating though Bam shut them down immediately “How can she be a groupie if she’s in the damn group Raab.” You laughed them off, insisting to Bam it didn’t hurt your feelings. Dico was completely normal about the whole situation, after all you were never actually a thing though Bam had now spread to the rest of the group about the ‘face fucking’. Dico had become some what of a hero after that due to your good reviews, leaving him pretty chuffed. Ryan was a little awkward about you and Bam. Apparently they had a conversation and Ryan said it was totally cool but I guess nothing will ever be completely normal between the two of you and that would be that. Raab still brought up the fact he was officially the first recipient of the CKY groupie’s love but would be embarrassed whenever you brought up the fact he went running straight after the kiss. All was well in the group once again and you were as happy as ever with Bam. If you were the certified CKY groupie, so be it.
