Josh Kiszka/Reader

Between the Two of You - Pt. 2

Jake X Chris X Reader

A @lipstickitty / gracev0609 collaboration.

WC: 4k+

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI, Explicit Sex, Slash, M/M, M/F, Threesome

A few of you asked for a part 2, and after seeing Mirador in person we couldn't get them out of our heads. Chris and Jake are an incredible team, it's safe to say we're cake lane❤️

Jake and Chris were sitting in one of their dressing rooms after another amazing Mirador set, basking in the afterglow of their performance when they heard both of their phones buzzing from the table. Their eyes met and their cheeks pinkened a little bit, knowing that it was Y/N texting their group chat. One of the upcoming shows was going to be nearby where she was staying and they’d decided to invite her out to a show, let her see them both perform now that they’ve got their stage presence perfected.

Jake giggled softly as he grabbed both of the devices, handing Chris’s off to him before sitting back down with his own in hand. “I’ll be there! But only if I get a backstage pass ;)”, both boys read her flirty reply, sending back their own words of encouragement and assuring her that they couldn’t wait to see her again. There had been plenty of flirty texts and pictures exchanged in that group chat over the weeks since the three of them had last been together and the anticipation was building up for each of them.

Their phones buzzed again and both men looked at the incoming message, it was a photo of her in bed in a short sexy nightgown with text reading,” Gotta get plenty of rest, I can't wait to see you boys tomorrow ❤️”

Jake feels his cheeks pinken,” She really is something else isn't she.”

Chris chuckles setting his phone down on the table top,” She sure is a spitfire. I'm sure that's how she can handle us both, isn't it babe.”

“Hey now! I have to go back out there and face thousands, I can't walk out with a situation in my pants.”

Chris smirks, grabbing his phone, walking over to the beverage cart,” Sure you could.”

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The following evening in yet another city they emerged from the stage to be met with their good friend Y/N waiting for them in the wings.

“Guys! That was incredible! Holy shit, call me Mirador’s number one fan oh my god!”

Chris embraces her first, giving her a tight hug and a soft kiss on the mouth,” So glad you liked it sweetie.”

Jake grasps her tightly kissing the side of her head,” I hope you're our number one fan, we're going back to your hotel room after this.”

Playfully she rolls her eyes, “such a flirt Jakey.”

As the evening progresses her and Chris watch the Greta set from the wings of Jake's side of the stage cheering loudly for their friend. About two hours later a sweaty exhilarated Jake emerges from the stage,” Give me 15 minutes to get cleaned up and then we're out of here.”

She giggles to Chris grabbing him by the hand following Jake to his dressing room. As soon as the dressing room door slams behind them Jake is kicking his boots off, throwing his sweaty jacket to the floor, unbuckling his belt and undoing his pants while he makes his way to the shower.

“Yeah baby, take it off!” Y/N giggles, crossing the room to playfully swat at his ass. Jake turns and gives Chris a pointed look before turning back towards the shower, as if to say, ‘Well? Are you coming?’

“You want to shower together, Jake?” Chris teases with a smirk.

“Saves water and time, does it not?” Jake gives a shit eating grin right back before stripping himself completely. He turns the faucet as hot as he can stand it and steps under the stream, letting the scalding water relax his body. “I’m waiting…” Jake sing-songs, faking a yawn while Chris and Y/N are busy ogling him.

With that Chris starts kicking his shoes off and throws his shirt off over his head, but Y/N’s hands stop his own on their way to his belt buckle. “Let me.” She whispers, kissing his jaw before sinking to her knees. She wastes no time undoing his belt and pants before yanking them down his thighs along with his boxers, letting him step out of them. Once he’s fully bare in front of her, she takes a moment to admire him in all his glory.

His hands gently cup her face, “You’re a fucking vision, sweetheart. Look at you, on your knees for us.” He grasps her hands and tugs her back up to crash their lips together roughly making her gasp. It doesn’t last long before she’s pulling back, giving Chris a slap on his ass to urge him into the shower with Jake. She claps her hands together once both men are in the shower, watching them leave little kisses and touches on each other’s skin as they got cleaned up.

“I’m going to the bathroom really quick, you boys be good.” She giggles, leaving them each with a quick kiss on their damp cheeks.

“You know we can’t promise that, love.” Chris chuckles, pressing his lips to Jake’s and pulling him closer, pressing their bodies together under the spray of the water. She practically sprints to the bathroom and back, taking care of business as fast as she possibly could, to get back to the two beautiful men waiting for her.

When she walks back into the dressing room, she instantly feels her panties get wetter, seeing Jake and Chris still pressed against each other, mouths devouring each other while their hips are grinding together. She hears them letting out little gasps and moans when their hardening lengths brush together. She can't help but oggle Chris's bare ass as it jiggles while he thrusts,” So we made it to the couch I see.”

Approaching them slowly her eyes hone in on their hardened cocks, lengths brushing against one another leaving little pearlescent puddles of precum on their thighs. Her breath catches in her throat when Chris's middle and ring finger swipe through Jake's mess and bring them to his lips silently asking him to suck.

“That's my good boy.”

Her thighs clench, desperately trying to relieve the ache,” God you two are so hot.”

Chris grasps,” How does it taste? Tell me, my slutty little boy, I wanna hear all about it.”

In between kisses to Chris's glistening fingers Jake replies,” It's so good Chris, you're gonna love it. Try it baby.”

Chris goes to move his hand and Jake stops him, taking his own fingers and scooping up the new puddle of precum before presenting them to Chris to suck.

“You were right… fucking delicious.”

Her voice shakes as she speaks up,” Can we go to the hotel now? I'm so fucking horny.”

Both men nod reluctantly and begin to get dressed. Once presentable they begin walking down the hallways of the venue, Chris and Jake on either side of her. They pass Josh with his bags slung over his shoulder ready to leave the venue as well, his laugh echoing off the cement hallway,” Have fun!”

She turns to face him shooting finger guns making him laugh harder,” Be careful now!”

Firing back,” It's not my first rodeo Josh!”

Sending her a wink he teases,” Go easy on ‘em babe, I'm gonna need ‘em back for the rest of the shows!”

Throwing her head back she cackles before speeding up to catch back up with her friends.

On the way back to the hotel, everyone is talking and laughing, talking about that night’s show as well as anything else that comes to mind. Y/N can’t keep her eyes off of Jake and Chris no matter how hard she tries. Josh, of course, takes notice and blows her a kiss with a wink. She quickly turns her head, trying to hide her blush and Josh just smirks at her.

Once the bus is parked everyone piles out, no one seeming to be able to climb off the bus fast enough.

“Have fun! Be careful!” Josh giggles as Chris, Y/N and Jake jog past him towards the building. “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!” His voice raises just enough to make sure he’s heard over all the chatter. Jake flips him off over his shoulder, not even bothering to turn around and face him, before taking Chris and Y/N’s hands, impatiently leading them to the elevator. They’re the first ones to reach the elevator thanks to Jake’s rushing, and as soon as the three of them have stepped inside, Jake pushes the ‘close door’ button, giving everyone else a cheeky wave.

“You fucker!” Josh shouts as the doors close, laughing breathlessly, having sprinted trying to catch up with his twin.

“Sorry, Joshy!” Y/N giggles. “Gotta catch the next one!”

“Don’t wait up!” Jake yells over the elevator noise as they start the climb up to their floor.

Chris’s hands start roaming Jake’s body outside the hotel room door, making Jake’s search for the room key infinitely more challenging. “Where the fuck is your key?” Chris groans between kisses over Jake’s neck.

“Pockets…” Jake whines, unable to think clearly with the arousal clouding his brain. Chris sneaks both of his hands into the back pockets of Jake’s jeans, giving his ass cheeks a firm squeeze before removing his hands from Jake’s pockets, key in hand.

As soon as the door swings open, the three of them rush inside and Y/N slams the door shut behind them. “Strip and lay down on the bed, pretty baby.” Chris instructs Jake, palming him over the fabric of his jeans. Jake hurriedly obeys, shedding every layer of clothing until he’s fully exposed, knees bent and legs spread apart on the bed where he waits for them.

Chris gets to work slowly undressing Y/N and himself, putting on a little show for his bandmate. He presses gentle kisses all over her neck and chest before sucking one of her nipples into his mouth. She moans softly, turning into a little hiss when she feels his teeth graze her sensitive skin. Then he pulls back and takes her hand, leading her over to the bed.

Jake is a sight to see, face flushed, eyes almost black with lust. “You look so beautiful all spread out like this, Jakey. Gonna let me have another taste? I can’t get enough of you.” Chris groans, kneeling on the bed next to Jake and taking his throbbing length in his hand. He nods enthusiastically and Chris wastes no time trailing his tongue up the underside of Jake’s cock, swirling it around his tip before taking it between his lips, loving the feel and weight of it resting on his tongue.

Chris pulls back for a second, “Kiss him, will you, love?” directed at Y/N before swallowing Jake back down. She captures Jake’s lips with her own, his moans and whimpers being muffled into her mouth. When he has to pull away for air, he buries his face in the crook of her neck, trailing little kisses and nips all over while Chris spoils him with his mouth. He pulls back on him, his tongue swirling around his tip, gently working against his leaking slit. Jake cries into her neck as pleasure floods his brain and he feels himself getting closer,”I could cum from this, kinda wanna.”

She kisses Jake's forehead softly cooing,” Kinda want to? Can you cum twice for us Jakey? We have plenty more to do tonight.”

He gulps harshly, his face still hidden in her neck,” Yeah, I can. I can cum twice for you.”

Chris plants kisses up Jake's heated skin, his overly hard cock pulsing,” Go ahead, let go for me.”

He reattaches his lips to Jake's pink swollen tip, sucking hard.

“Fuck!”

Jake's back arches off the mattress and the knot in his stomach snaps and he's releasing into his band mates mouth. He leans up, mouth still full. Y/N quickly switches positions with him, grabbing Jake's still hard cock lining it up with her entrance before sinking down on him. She smirks as Jake gasps, and she pulls Chris close opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue. Chris grants her her request and spits some of Jake's load into her mouth before swallowing his half. Tangling her hands into Chris's blonde locks she pulls his face to hers kissing him harshly. He kisses down her body, before flicking his tongue across her hard sensitive nipples making her clench around Jake making him cry out.

Jake trashes his head against the pillow,” Feels so fuckin good, god I love being buried in your perfect pussy.”

She smiles as he twitches uncontrollably within her,” Calm down baby.’

Jake bites his lip whining as she continues to clench around him gasping out,” I can't, feels so good- too much”

Chris lays his palm flat on Jake's chest rubbing soothing circles on his skin attempting to ground Jake,” Just breathe honey, you're doing so well. Just calm down Jake, just feel her.”

“Breathe, baby. Deep breaths, you’re okay, we have you. Just let yourself feel it, feel me wrapped around you, feel Chris’s hands on your body.” She soothes, just warming his cock for a minute, letting him pull himself together. Both of Chris’s hands are still on Jake, one resting on his chest feeling his heartbeat try to go back to normal, the other gently brushing his brown locks off of his sweaty forehead and cheeks.

Finally, they feel the tension melt away from Jake’s body. His thighs unclench, his eyes flutter open from where he’d had them squeezed shut. He nuzzles his head into Chris’s soothing touch, much like a cat would lean into a pet from its owner. “There he is, that’s my good boy.” Chris whispers, leaning down to give him a kiss before motioning to Y/N to keep moving.

“Fuck, she’s so tight and warm.” Jake groans, his fingers pressing into her hips while she bounces on his cock. He meets Chris’s gaze, big brown eyes pleading, “Let me touch you? Please?” He lets one hand wander to his bandmate’s chest, dull nails clawing at his skin, just wanting to feel him.

Chris cups Jake’s face in his hands, “What do you want, baby? Use your words.”

“I want you in my mouth.” He sighs out dreamily.

“That’s not how you ask for what you want, Jakey.” Chris gives him a warning glance.

“I want- I need you in my mouth. Please, sir.” He pleads, moans and whimpers leaving his lips when Y/N stops bouncing on him and starts grinding her hips into his instead.

“Good boy. How do you want me, sweet boy?”

Jake pats his chest, making grabby hands towards Chris. “C’mere?” He pouts, puppy dog eyes making an appearance yet again. Chris straddles his chest, lovingly stroking his thumbs over Jake’s cheeks. He takes his own cock in his hand, bringing the tip to Jake’s lips and letting him swirl his tongue around. Jake groans at the taste of Chris’s arousal on his tongue, savoring it while he wraps his lips around his tip and starts to gently suck.

“He’s so big, fuck. I’m so full, he feels incredible.” She moans, resting her head against Chris’s back while he slowly fucks in and out of Jake’s warm mouth.

“Yeah? Let me hear it, sweetheart. Tell me.” Chris grunts, chest starting to heave a little with exertion.

“Feels so fucking good, oh my god.” She whines, eyes squeezing shut. “I’m getting so close, please make me cum!” She begs, desperately trying to keep her rhythm on Jake’s pulsing cock. He can feel her walls clenching around him, every little noise he makes sending delicious vibrations through Chris’s body making him shudder.

Chris knows his words of encouragement will only bring her closer to the edge, “You gonna cum for us, love? C’mon, let us have it. You look like such an angel bouncing on his pretty cock.”

Jake lets out a pathetic sounding whimper around Chris’s length. “You wanna be told you’re pretty too, Jakey? You are. You look so beautiful taking me like this. Like it’s all you’re good for.”

As she falls apart around him Jake's whimpers increase in volume until he quickly pulls off him, “Stop stop! Fuck I can't - I'm too close.”

She immediately stills, slumping forward into Chris's back as she lets Jake calm down again. Pressing small gentle kisses to his back as she fully comes back down. Following Chris's lead she climbs off of Jake and into his lap. Her lips trailing up his chest, up his neck stopping right below his ear,” I need you to rail me into the mattress, think you can do that?”

He gasps as she sinks her teeth into the sensitive skin under his ear. His eyes darken with lust, manhandling her from her position on his lap to being on all fours. His large palm connects with her back in between her shoulder blades pushing her down to press against the mattress,”This okay baby? This what you wanted?”

She feels herself get even wetter as he glides his swollen head through her slick, a breathy yes falls from her lips. He takes that as a go ahead and pushes into her fully in one harsh thrust, setting a punishing pace. Her mind blanks as he hits every single sweet spot inside her, gasps and whines are the only things leaving her lips. Her eyes flutter closed as she feels him fully abusing her insides, the coil quickly tightening within her stomach. His hips smack against her skin harshly as he keeps her pinned against the bed, moans flowing freely from her mouth. Her brain explodes in mind numbing pleasure, she can't even tell him she's cumming.

His voice rasps low,” Fuck! Yeah that's it baby, good girl, fuckin squirt all over my cock.”

His hips slow slightly as she melts into the mattress dazed from the powerful orgasm she just had. Chris's large calloused hands massage the muscles in her back easing her back to him,” Did that feel good honey? Came so pretty for me, you're so beautiful.”

He keeps his thrusts steady gently easing her closer to her next orgasm,” Ya think you can give me another one sweetheart? I think you can.”

Jake slides in next to her, roughly kissing her lips, his tongue hungrily invading her mouth as his hand snakes down to rub against her clit. Instantly she clenches around Chris's length making him moan out into the otherwise quiet hotel room.

Jake coos,” D’ya think you can use your pretty mouth on me again? We can fill you up from both ends.”

Her eyes find his, soft and innocent looking even though he knows she's far from pure. He kneels in front of her fisting his cock in his hand, tracing his messy tip against her pouty lips like a sinful lipstick. He pets her hair back away from her face, sighing out a breath,” Go easy on me now, honey.”

She opens her mouth allowing him inside, softly swirling her tongue around him before taking him all the way down, her nose buried in the patch of pubic hair at his base. Jake's head dips back as he groans,” Fuuuuck honey, that's not going easy.”

Chris picks up his pace thrusting harshly into her, moving her further down Jake's cock, causing her to suppress a gag,” Ah ah, c’mon sweetheart, be a good girl and give him a chance.”

She eases off Jake's length as her friends cock punishes her cervix, the painful pleasure spreading throughout her body leaving her as nothing but a place for Jake to warm his cock. Jake squeezes his eyes shut tight, using the few seconds reprieve from the overwhelming pleasure to collect himself once again. One of his hands continues rubbing tight circles around her swollen clit, the other holds her hair back off her face for her while Chris pounds into her from behind.

“I can feel you clenching, sweetheart. Such a good girl, one more for me, yeah?” Chris grunts, hips stuttering slightly in their rhythm as he gets closer to coming undone. All at once, it’s too much- Chris brutally thrusting his hips into her, Jake’s skilled fingers on her overly sensitive clit, and the downright sinful noises coming from the three of them. She can hear and feel Chris’s hips hitting the backs of her thighs, the wet sounds coming from between her legs that she might be embarrassed by under any other circumstance, and the delicious moans spilling from both their lips.

“Oh fuck, I’m-“ is all she can manage before her orgasm rips through her once more, gushing all over Chris’s length for the second time that evening. Jake pulls himself from her mouth with a whimper, smoothing her hair back while she catches her breath.

“You did so well for us, baby.” Chris soothes once he’s also pulled out of her, pressing kisses to her heated skin anywhere that his mouth could reach.

“Mmm. ‘M tired.” She groans, rolling to her back and making herself comfy on the ruined sheets.

Both men gently kiss her lips, “Just lay back honey, we’ll put on a show just for you, alright?” Jake says sweetly, rising from the bed and gesturing to the chair in the corner of the room. Chris catches his eye and winks, crossing the room to settle into the chair, both arms on the armrests. He crooks a finger at Jake, beckoning him closer.

Slowly, Jake struts over to him, Y/N admiring his bare ass as he goes.

Once Jake comes to a stop in front of the chair, Chris’s arms wrap around his waist and pull him down to straddle his lap, chest to chest. “Hi.” Jake giggles, arms winding around Chris’s neck as he crashes their lips together. Chris uses his grip on Jake’s hips to pull him down, grinding their cocks together with a breathy moan. Jake pulls back from his lips and whines, “don’t stop. Fuck, don’t stop, please I’m so close.”

“Shut up, I’m not stopping. C’mere.” Chris kisses him again, swallowing down every little noise his bandmate makes. He finds a rhythm, strong arms pushing and pulling Jake’s hips against his own while he also bucks up into Jake for extra friction. It’s messy, both of them leaving little pools of precum in each other’s laps, making their cocks glide together smoothly. Chris scoops up a little of their mess on his first two fingers, savoring the taste of them together on his tongue.

They’re both so worked up it doesn’t take either of them long, the feeling of their cocks twitching only spurring them on more as they pant into each other’s mouths. Jake bites down hard on Chris’s bottom lip, a little drop of blood hitting his tongue and then he’s reaching a hand between both of their bodies, wrapping his fist loosely around both of them.

“I wanna be the one to make you cum this time.” He presses their foreheads together, whole body shaking, the only sounds leaving their lips being raspy moans and broken curses.

Jake lets go first, his hot release spilling over his fingers and both of their stomachs. Watching and feeling Jake fall apart has Chris ready to fall over the edge. Jake swipes up his own mess from their laps and uses it as extra lubricant for his hand to glide over Chris’s pulsing cock.

Chris groans, “yeah, that’s so good baby.” He shudders, eyes rolling back and a groan ripping from deep in his chest as he covers them both in his cum, only adding to the sticky mess accumulated between them.

“Fuck…” Jake breathes out, body still shaking as his chest heaves. Chris is in a similar state, hands gently stroking over Jake’s back as they both come down from their intense highs. Barely even conscious, the two men make their way back over to the bed before flopping down onto it, bodies nearly limp.

Chris lays on his back, his hand resting on his stomach. “Fuck, I’m all… sticky.” He grumbles, but makes no effort to get up.

“Yeah. Me too.” Jake yawns, nuzzling his face into Chris’s neck.

“Useless. You’re both useless.” Y/N playfully huffs, retrieving a warm wet washcloth from the bathroom to gently clean them both up.

“You’re a lifesaver, honey.” Jake giggles once they’re no longer covered in their sticky mess.

“Yeah, yeah. You’re lucky I love you both.” She teases, leaving soft kisses on both their foreheads before curling up on the bed with her best friends. It’s silent for a few minutes and she assumes the boys are falling fast asleep, then Jake mumbles, “yep, I was right.”

Chris and Y/N both giggle. “Oh yeah, Jakey? About what?” Y/N laughs, limbs tangled with her two favorite boys.

“This was just as much fun the second time around.”

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Taglist ❤️ @myownparadise96 @skywaydrifter @piratejakesgf @its-interesting-van-kleep

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Like a Girl - Josh Kiszka

Desperate Josh gets exactly what he wants

Warnings: 18 NSFW SMUTTY SMUT BABYYYY MINORS DNI, domme-ish reader, subby Josh, anal-ish (with a dildo), sharing bodily fluids (oop), anal fingering, feminization.

Pairing: Josh x reader

Word count: 3k

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Josh drew this…..

I support blasting the dash with wang

what if this was the year that i started posting porn like no warning no buildup just unapologetically blasting ur dash with wang

having a praise kink is sooo embarrassing like yeah I can't get off until you pat me on the head and tell me I'm the prettiest bestest goodest boy in the whole world. yeah and sometimes I'll ask "I'm good?" in the whiniest most pathetic voice and I'll need you to respond with affirmations about how good I definitely am before I can continue. in fact the term "good" is practically a magic word here. yeah sort of like an anxious dog. please don't ask about my relationship to my parents or other systems of authority growing up. anyway do you want me carnally

Baby, what’s your blood type?

Love On My Fingers, Lust On My Tongue.

18+ ONLY. MINORS DNI

A/N: This story is totally self-indulgent and was inspired by one specific line from the fic Wild Child, written by the lovely and immensely talented @writingcold. If you haven't already, go check it out, you won't regret it, believe me😉

I really hope you like this one. It's been ages since I last indulged in writing this kind of fics.

Special thanks to @edgingthedarkness for suggesting this delicious gif!

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Word count: 6K

Pairing: Jake x female!reader

Warnings: NSFW 18+ONLY, graphic sexual content, handjobs, oral (m!receiving), use of toys, anal play, pegging.

Summary: Coming home late from work, you decide to skip dinner to better savour dessert.

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Winter really didn't seem to let the warm rays of spring sunshine free to dissolve its icy tentacles.

Snow kept falling for the entire day without a pause but your boss was adamant in his decision of not letting you go home early. That bastard.

You were angry, freezing and starving and you couldn't wait to finally go home, shower, inhale dinner, bury yourself under at least three blankets and cocoon in Jake’s warm embrace.

He was lucky. He was home from tour and still asleep when you had left for work. You had been thinking about him the whole day. You envied and longed for him at the same time.

When it was finally 5pm, you clocked out and reached your car as quickly as possible, while trying not to break your neck slipping on the copious snow on the pavement.

After pushing the snow off the windshield, your gloves were soaked and your boots were full of icy snow slowly melting in your socks.

You felt anger increase in your chest as a passing car hit a puddle and soaked your jeans. You were about to flip them the bird and send them to hell but karma took the matter into its own hands before you could, sending the way-to-fast proceeding car to spin out in the middle of the road. Thank God there was no-one else there or it would have caused a big accident.

You were about to go check if they were alright when they drove off.

You climbed in your car and turned the heat at maximum level.

When finally you started to feel your own hands again, you took the road and started driving home.

But unfortunately not for long.

Traffic was always bad in your town but when snow was involved it was a proper nightmare.

You were proceeding so slowly that it was a miracle if you could be home in two hours time.

You phoned Jake and told him you were basically trapped on the road home.

He reassured you that he would cook for you and run you a hot bath for when you would be home.

You thanked him profusely. Mentally you were already home with him.

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After an hour or so, the traffic jam went down unexpectedly and you found yourself pulling up your driveway much sooner than you had originally anticipated.

You wanted to surprise Jake, so you didn't call him to tell him you were early.

When you opened the door of your house, warmth and the fragrant smell of pizza engulfed you and your mouth watered instantly.

Jake was surprised to see you.

He was sprawled on the sofa wearing only a soft robe around his body. When he saw you were there, he approached you, placing a lingering kiss on your freezing lips.

He looked freshly showered and so soft you wanted to climb inside his body. He smelled wonderfully too.

As soon as your eyes landed on him, you were no longer hungry.

Well, at least not for actual food.

You couldn't wait to be tangled with him under many blankets.

When he asked about your day you didn't answer. You just crashed your lips with his and reveled in the familiar and comforting taste of him.

You started backing him slowly back into the living room and, when he reached the couch, you made him sit down.

You admired the way his damp lips glittered in the soft light coming from the lamp in the corner of the room and the way his big brown sleepy eyes watched you ever so submissively from below.

When you slowly dropped down to your knees between his slightly parted legs, you saw his eyes roll back into his skull as a low growl escaped his throat.

You started caressing his thighs through the fabric covering him and you saw him shiver lightly when you reached for the knot holding the robe closed.

You made quick work of it, uncovering his chest and starting to place little kisses on the expanse of soft smooth skin. Your icy hands travelled lower and he hissed sharply when you touched the warm bare skin of his hips, the contrasting temperatures making goosebumps raise on his body.

You uncovered him completely then, moving your kisses lower onto that soft tummy that you loved so much while your hands rounded around his perfect ass.

He hissed again then and tensed, but relaxed soon after, when your hands started warming, thanks to the heat of his body.

Your kisses moved lower and lower and you made him gasp when you stuck your tongue out and circled his navel, before dipping it inside.

Then, you placed a quick kiss on his hip bone and you bit down harshly, sucking the skin inside your mouth and making him groan again.

You had been purposely neglecting his growing erection, but when his hips rutted up almost imperceptibly, you took pity in him.

Now you were face to face with it. He was absolutely perfect and you knew you would never get tired of him.

You gently took him into your hand and he stiffened even more. You both sighed, contentedly. You knew that the feeling of his weight growing in your hand and on your tongue would cure your upset. It always did.

“God, please, baby yes” he muttered, sounding already on the verge.

You started stroking him gently and seductively.

“Did you take care of yourself today, baby?” You asked him as your lips started kissing, nibbling and leaving marks on the inside of his thighs.

Surprisingly he shook his head.

“I didn't. I was waiting for you. Actually I kind of edged myself all day” he confessed, already out of breath.

“You know I love when you take care of this beautiful cock of yours when I'm not here to do so, but fuck it if I don't love the idea of you edging yourself because you wanted to wait for me.” You whispered on his damp skin, making him shiver again as your grip tightened slightly around his erection.

“I know, but I missed your touch so much that nothing compares” He confessed, moaning lowly as your tongue dragged up and down the underside of him from base to tip to base again, in one slow broad lick.

Your hands stroked his hips again and you thought you felt something in one of his pockets.

You were about to reach inside to discover what it was but he begged for your mouth , blushing a little.

“I need your mouth, angel” he whimpered, sounding desperate.

You nuzzled your nose against the warm skin of his balls, making him close his eyes and whimper.

Unexpectedly, you started stroking him with purpose, making him grit his teeth and pant at your sudden change of pace.

You even added the little twist to the tip that he loved so much, gaining a pained groan from him.

You placed his wet tip between your lips and gave him a light suck before plunging him to the back of your throat without warning while kneading his balls gently between your fingers.

That action made him almost lose it completely but he recovered, biting his bottom lip with force and clawing at the couch.

His back arched as your throat constricted around his length and his movement caused something to finally slip out of his pocket.

Lube.

You slowed down your rhythm but kept your mouth on him, arching an eyebrow and silently asking him for an explanation.

And he couldn't stop himself from confessing.

“Since you were late, I wanted to try something. I was ready to turn on the TV on some suggestive video and edge myself until you came home.” He whispered, averting his eyes from yours, embarrassed.

You gently removed your mouth from him and sat back at his confession.

An idea slowly slithered inside your mind.

“Go on then, baby. Show me what you had in mind” you winked at him, tossing him the lube and making him curse.

“Really?” He asked, a little annoyed about your change of heart.

“Hm-hm” you nodded and sat back to enjoy the show.

You watched him closely as he placed a generous amount of lube onto his hands and warmed it a little.

Then he wrapped a hand around himself and started stroking his cock slowly, groaning and whimpering every now and then.

Just when you saw his body tense and you knew he was almost ready to let go, you spoke, ordering him to stop and remove his hand from himself completely.

“Stop, Jakey” you said. Your authoritative tone made him almost jump.

His eyes shot open in shock, as if in reality he forgot you were there and didn't enjoy your little teasing game.

But you knew better. He was the one who taught you that edging, and consequently being edged, was one of his favorite things. Ever.

You had learned that at your expense way too many times.

“Baby, pleaseee. I need it so bad.” He begged you, pouting adorably and hitching to wrap his hand around himself once more to finish what you had started.

He looked at you with a pained expression and with his rosy lips wet and parted as he panted, but obeyed nonetheless.

“First, you have to tell me what's inside your other pocket.” You went on, sounding incredibly serious.

His eyes widened in utter panic and he blushed the deepest shade of red you had ever seen.

Then, he cursed himself out loud for even thinking he could outsmart you and get away with it.

He knew he was in trouble. And the more he waited to finally show you the content of his pocket, the more you were going to punish him for even thinking he could get away with it.

Even though he knew that, he couldn't even bring himself to say it out loud but after a few agitated minutes in which his heart threatened to jump out of his chest, he finally relented.

You followed the slow path of his hand from the couch to inside his pocket with bated breath.

You saw him grab something in there.

Then his eyes fluttered closed, he took a deep breath, muttered a low “oh my god” and then removed his hand from there, finally showing you what he had been hiding from you.

You gasped.

You really didn't expect that.

His cheeks were ablaze. He was covering his eyes with his bent arm as he placed the object on the sofa for you to see and, immediately, removed his hand from it as if he had been burned.

You didn't know what to say.

You recognised it.

It was the vibrating dildo he had once discovered inside your nightstand drawer at the early stages of your relationship.

You had been so embarrassed that night but he, being the gentleman that he was, had brushed it off like it wasn't a big deal. He had even told you he was happy you took care of yourself properly.

You had almost forgotten about it until one night.

You were grasping the sheets for dear life as Jake was railing you from behind.

Sometimes he was the most careful and gentle lover, but other times he treated you like a filthy whore.

That night was one of those times.

And you were loving every second of it.

But suddenly you had felt him move and you had jolted forward in utter shock when you felt something wet and slightly vibrating circle your back entrance.

“Shh, angel.” He reassured you as he kept thrusting into you, “it's just your pretty little toy. It was a bit jealous. It wanted to say hi to your pretty ass as I take care of your sweet pink pussy.” You moaned at his words and started pushing your hips back to meet his thrusts.

“Are you ok with this?” He whispered into your ear from behind, dragging the vibrating toy up and then down your spine, making you shiver, while keeping his thrusts steady but gentle.

You quickly nodded, you needed it so bad.

It wasn't the first time you two indulged in such depraved activities.

To be fair, one night you'd had one too many drinks and you had confessed to him you wanted to try double penetration but since then he had never acted upon it.

He must have thought you weren't paying enough attention to his question because he stopped abruptly and bent his entire body over yours.

The contact with his hot skin made you shiver and moan.

His lips quickly found your ear and his voice, sweet and raspy, made goosebumps raise on your skin.

“Are you really ok with me doing this?” He said gently while pushing strands of your hair out of your eyes to better see your face.

The more you thought about it, the more you couldn't wait for him to do that.

You shivered in anticipation and kissed him passionately.

“Please, Jake, yes” You said, involuntarily clenching around him and making him groan.

You felt the distinct sound of him getting the toy ready for you with copious amounts of lube and then you tried your best to relax.

The feeling of the lightly-vibrating toy sliding inside of your back entrance while Jake kept his hard, flushed cock inside your pussy was something you had never experienced.

You felt so deliciously full you couldn't think straight.

When he started gently moving his hips while keeping the toy still inside of you, you couldn't stop your mouth from hanging open, making you drool all over the sheets.

The sounds that started leaving your mouth were delirious and unbridled when he started pulling the toy slightly out and then back again, picking up the pace.

But you reached the point of no return when he coordinated his thrusts with the toy and increased the speed of the vibrations.

“God, fuck, I can feel it vibrating through your walls, angel. It feels so fucking good.” he groaned on the verge of exploding.

Your brain shut down completely when he increased it at maximum level and you came, making an absolute mess all over the sheets and dragging him with you in a matter of seconds.

Those were the thoughts that crossed your mind when you saw that toy, but you were brought right back to the task at hand when a pained whisper reached your ears.

“Please, just say something” he whispered, still refusing to look you in the eyes.

Your hands immediately found his hips, giving his soft flushed skin a gentle squeeze to try and ease the tension in his body.

The embarrassment had caused him to lose his excitement completely.

As your hands massaged his hips, thighs and back, you felt him relax again.

You skimmed your lips on his soft tummy and started to nibble at the skin of his hipbone, while wrapping a loose hand around his now soft cock.

He mewled a little and sunk further into the sofa.

“It's ok baby, don't be embarrassed. May I ask you what exactly you had in mind?” you asked him, keeping a gentle rhythm on him and circling your tongue around his head.

With a shaky intake of breath he started speaking.

“One night we were staying in a hotel somewhere and there was no way I could sleep. I was so tired but I just couldn't. I didn't want to bother you so I just started messing around with my phone. I ended up on an adult website and…fuck, baby just like that.”

You had successfully derailed his train of thoughts by sucking gently on his tip, tasting his sweet precum.

But the distraction was short-lived.

You needed to know more.

“And?” You pressed him to continue.

“And I randomly chose a video to watch and touch myself to. But when I scrolled down I ended up on a video about…this” he said, pointing to the toy that laid there abandoned on the couch.

He knew you wanted more, so after a few seconds, he went on.

“Fuck, I still get so hard thinking about it. In the video there was a woman penetrating her man with one of this things and he sounded like it was the best thing he had ever had. It looked and sounded like she was ripping the soul from his body. And damn it if I didn't want to try it. It made me cum so hard and so quick I was so embarrassed. I felt so ashamed but I couldn't stop watching it. I wanted to finally try this when you arrived earlier.” he confessed with his cheeks ablaze.

You had completely stilled your hand and mouth on him. You felt incredibly overwhelmed by his words and your brain was having a hard time concentrating.

You two weren't new to that kind of fun either.

It all started the night after a delicious wine-tasting event. The two of you were pleasantly tipsy and you couldn't take your hands off each other as soon as you got home

You were on the couch, clothes already scattered all over the floor and your hands were wandering on each other's bodies. Yours had taken residence on his perfect perky ass and you were kneading the muscles in your hands, making him groan and whimper.

Suddenly your hand slipped and your fingers made contact with his back entrance causing him to whimper and moan your name.

You had frozen after that, looking him in the eyes completely lost in his reaction.

Right there, with a little smirk on his upturned mouth and his eyes glittering from wine and arousal, he wrapped a hand around your wrist and brought two of your fingers to his lips, sucking on them sloppily. Then he dragged them down to repeat the motion that had him moaning over and over again until you were knuckle deep inside of him and he was a whimpering mess.

Maybe your fingers weren't enough anymore and he needed more.

And you were going to give him anything and everything he ever wanted.

He noticed you were lost in your head and his gentle touch on your lips brought you back to the task at hand.

You wrapped your lips around his thumb, sucking lightly, and then letting it drop from your mouth.

You met his eyes and your heartbeat sped up considerably.

He looked so needy and fucked-out already. Delicate and delicious.

“Did you want to try this all alone?” You asked him pouting slightly because he hadn't told you he wanted to try that before.

“Yeah, sorry. I didn't… I guess I didn't know how to bring this up. I can't even say it to be honest” He confessed sheepishly.

“Really? You didn't know how to tell me you wanted me to fuck you in the ass with this bad boy here?” You told him patting the silicone at his side and making him groan out loud at you choice of words.

“Fucking hell baby. You are torturing me. Don't stop.” He said in a pained tone and you winked at him.

“Did you edge yourself with it before I arrived and interrupted you?” you asked then, in a sliver of voice.

He nodded, biting his lower lip, embarrassed.

“Well, Jakey, why don't you show me then? I'd like to watch you have some fun with our little friend here.” You whispered, sensual and dirty, handing him the dildo and the lube and then making yourself comfortable on a cushion on the floor, right in front of his spread legs.

His breath hitched in his throat as he saw you there watching and admiring him like that.

Yours was just a façade. You appeared to him absolutely calm and collected, but internally you were exploding and fighting the urge to jump his bones and destroy him with that toy.

The moment he switched the toy on at the minimum speed, you imperceptibly jumped and bit your tongue to stop yourself from moaning when you saw his hard cock twitch against his flushed tummy.

Your eyes followed his every move with bated breath as he drenched the toy with lube. You watched as he angled his erection upwards with the thumb of his free hand and brushed the tip of the vibrating toy against his flushed head.

A whimper left his lips.

Then he started circling the toy around his tip, focusing on the little spot right under the head and his toes curled at the sensation.

You were going to implode.

He started caressing his shaft with it, up and down, up and down, panting heavily, first just with the tip of the toy and then grabbing the length of it and placing it flush against his member. .

He almost screamed when he prodded the toy against his full tensed balls and you felt your arousal absolutely drench your panties at the sight.

He was about to drag the toy further down but he stopped abruptly, blushing furiously and abandoning it on the couch with a pained groan.

His brain was taking over, making him feel ashamed for what he was doing.

The moment he made eye contact with you, you knelt on the cold floor and crawled towards him.

You closed the distance between the two of you and sat on the sofa at his side, kissing him and stealing his breath away.

“Relax Jakey, let me take care of you” you whispered on his lips and he sighed.

You slipped back on the ground and took him in your hand and then in your mouth, the warmth of it making him hiss.

Your rhythm was slow on his dick and it was making him go crazy.

After a while, when finally he had managed to relax again, you grasped his hand and placed it on the toy that was still humming lightly at his side.

His eyes met yours questioningly but you just nodded and hummed approvingly when he took the toy in his hand.

You placed his hand between his legs and made him almost double over in pleasure when you gently made him press the silicone tip against his taint while keeping your mouth on him.

The scream that echoed into the room was heavenly.

You wanted to hear it again.

You pressed his hand with the toy with a bit more intention there and he cursed, his body tensing.

At that moment your hand slipped further down and you made him push the toy right against his hole, eliciting from him a low moan that made a shiver run down your spine.

You removed both the toy and your mouth from him and he cursed and pleaded with you to just touch him again.

He was about to take the matter into his own hands when you bit on the inside of his thigh to stop him.

Then, while maintaining eye contact with him you licked a broad stripe on the underside of his balls and you pressed your pointed tongue right against his taint and further down, rimming his fluttering hole over and over again while your eyes burned into his.

His eyes rolled back and you chuckled. You loved teasing him like that.

“Holy shit, angel!” He whimpered and clawed at the couch as your tongue kept licking at his entrance with different kinds of pressure.

When, abruptly, you stopped he started begging you, immediately.

“Please, baby, pleasepleaseplease, just fuck me already I can't take it anymore” he slurred, out of breath.

But you were feeling cruel and you didn't want to give in just yet. You wanted to play with him and you were sure he was going to love every second of it.

You removed your mouth from him and he shivered when you started whispering against the sweaty skin of his hip.

“Now, my sweet good boy, would you like to play a game with me?” You said while skimming your lips from his hip to the underside of his cock.

You knew he was going to agree to everything you suggested. He was always down for this kind of games.

“Fuck yes, I do” he answered, closing his eyes and relaxing back.

“I am going to give you everything you want over and over and over again, but on one condition.” You stopped talking until his eyes were open and focused on yours.

When you knew he was looking at you, you started caressing the outside of his muscular thighs, reveling in the way the muscles jumped under your delicate touch while maintaining a devilish eyecontact.

When you reached his knees, you let your hands wrap around them and you pushed them upwards until he was deliciously spread open for you with his bent legs close to his face.

“Keep these beautiful legs of yours spread open for me and wrap your hands around your knees, Jakey. Oh, and hold on tight because if you take them off I'm going to stop and you'll go to bed with blue balls. Understood?” You deadpanned and he knew you meant business.

“Fuck me. Yes, I understand.” He whimpered as your hands caressed the back of his thighs and pressed them further apart.

“Are you ok with this, Jake?” You whispered and he started nodding and saying yes even before you had finished the sentence.

You chuckled but he interrupted you, sounding already on the verge

“I'm beyond the point of no return. I think I may go crazy if you don't just fuck me already.” He confessed spreading himself even further for you.

You delved right in then, skimming your tongue against his entrance and wrapping a tight hand around his leaking cock.

You loved feeling him flutter under the steady licks of your tongue.

When you knew he was relaxed and ready, you stopped stroking him, you let a few drops of lube fall on your fingers and started pushing one inside him, making his scream in pleasure.

“Please, another” he groaned when the first wasn't even fully inside of him yet but you didn't even think twice before giving him exactly what he was asking for.

Soon a third finger joined the other two and you couldn't take your eyes off from where his body was rhythmically swallowing and enveloping your fingers into its warmth.

That image would be engraved in your brain forever, you were sure of it.

He was being such a good boy that you wanted to reward him, so you slightly curled your fingers upwards, making him exhale a high-pitched moan as you easily found his special spot.

“Now I'm going to use the toy, Jakey” you whispered, gently removing your fingers from him and he nodded, struggling to keep his eyes open.

You grabbed the toy you had previously switched off and drenched it one last time with lube.

You circled the tip of it around his hole and Jake whined when you turned the light vibrations on.

You kept teasing him like that for a few minutes before he begged you again to just push the toy in to the hilt. He was desperate.

As you pressed the toy a few inches inside of him he moaned your name, relieved, and arched his back trying to push it in further.

“Please, push it all the way inside. I need it so bad.” He whispered and you obeyed, watching him shiver and arch his back in pleasure as the toy penetrated him deeper and deeper. Watching his toes curl in your peripheral vision was having the worst effect on you, making you moan.

As you kept the toy inside of him you took the opportunity to observe him closely.

He had slipped further down the sofa and was now laying with his back almost all the way on the seat of the couch with his head bent against the back cushion.

He had trapped his hands in the crease behind his spread knees to prevent himself from letting them go and disobeying you.

He was panting heavily, his lips were reddened and sleek with saliva and swollen from the constant biting.

His neck and his heaving chest were covered in sweat, making his skin glitter.

His long hair was completed damp with sweat and strands of it were plastered all over his cheeks and collarbone.

You couldn't help yourself.

You bent over him and kissed him intensely. His tongue wasn't fighting for dominance, like it usually was. He was granting you total control on his body, and you were about to reward him.

As you kept your eyes planted on his face, you started pulling the toy out of him and you saw his face scrunch up and then relax again when you pushed the toy back in.

You repeated the motion again and again, angling the toy so it would massage his special spot and he started whimpering lowly every time it did.

The need to see him unravel completely by your hand was increasing in your chest so you quickened your rhythm, bending to whisper into his ear.

“You better hold on tight, baby, ‘cause I'm about to fucking ruin you.” you hissed in his ear and began moving the toy at a punishing rhythm. That caused his back to arch violently from the couch and a string of curses left his mouth.

“Oh fuck me, angel, just like this, oh my god. Yes fuuuck, right there” He moaned out loud with his eyes squeezed shut as a sequence of particular harsh thrusts hit his prostate in rapid succession.

His eyes snapped open and he cursed loudly when you sucked his balls into your mouth. You started massaging them delicately with your tongue, making him almost scream, while his cock, rock hard and leaking, laid twitching but still neglected on his sweaty tummy.

Your arm started cramping with the unforgiving rhythm you were using to fuck the toy inside of him but you didn't plan on stopping until he was coming harder than he ever had.

With your other unoccupied hand, you were grasping his hip so strongly you were sure you were leaving marks there. You couldn't wait to see his bruises there and remind him who he belonged to.

A particularly intense suction on his full balls paired with the harsh punching his prostate was enduring were what sealed his fate.

He held his breath and you knew he was about to unravel.

When finally he reached the point of no return, it looked as if he had completely lost control over his body. His head started thrashing around and a prolonged scream left his lips.

Ropes of cum covered the sweaty skin of his chest, creating a beautiful painting. Some drops of it even landed on his neck, chin and lips since he was still pretty much folded in half.

The intensity of his orgasm made him dig his nails so hard into the delicate skin behind his knees that he ended up scratching himself.

You kept your eyes peeled on him, admiring him in all his naked glory as his chest heaved and his mouth dropped open in the throes of utmost pleasure, before he started to finally calm down.

You slowed down the thrusts of the dildo and bent over him again. You licked away the drops of cum still on his lips and kissed him, making him taste himself on your tongue and groan.

You were about to remove the toy from inside of him and pamper him with a nice hot bath when you noticed something.

He was still very much hard and you wanted to prolong his pleasure, since he had obeyed your orders so diligently.

You were about to make him remember that night forever.

A loud hoarse curse echoed in the room as you angled the vibrator upwards and put it at maximum speed moving it gently against his prostate without thrusting too harshly.

Then, to maximise his pleasure, you plunged him down your throat while one of your hands gently massaged and squeezed his balls.

He was completely gone in an instant, babbling and moaning unintelligible words that sounded very much like a mix of curses and your name.

You hadn't noticed that he had removed his hands from his knees until you felt one of them bury in your hair.

His grip got progressively harsher on you but you were loving it.

At one point his thighs snapped closed, trapping your face between his legs and muffling the beautiful sounds he was making.

His back arched abruptly and his other hand gripped the back of the couch in an iron grip as his mouth dropped open in a scream so loud it was absolutely impossible that your neighbours didn't hear it.

You felt him twitch in your mouth and, immediately after, he spurted his warm release down your throat. His body twitched and shook and his chest heaved like he had just finished a marathon. He was so beautiful you wished your eyes could take pictures.

An indefinite amount of time had passed when finally he relaxed the grip of his thighs from your face and of his hand from your scalp.

You clearly saw some of your ripped hair hanging between his fingers when he moved his hand from your head, but you didn't care. You were ready to do that all over again as soon as he asked you to.

He couldn't keep his eyes open and he was having a hard time calming his heartbeat and breathing.

You removed your mouth from around him and he shivered but still he was a sight to behold.

His hair was completely damp with sweat and clinging onto his forehead, cheeks and neck.

Little rivulets of sweat adorned his chest and strings of pearlescent cum decorated his tummy chest and collarbone from his previous orgasm.

He had the most relaxed and blissed-out face you had ever seen with his rosy tortured lips slightly parted and his eyes closed.

But still he wasn't talking.

You started to worry. He was about to slip entirely off the couch so you tried to call his name, but he just mumbled in response, without opening his eyes

You tried to keep him from falling, but with your sore knees and arms you couldn't and, at some point, he fell dragging you down with him and landing with his head on your chest.

You chuckled at his expenses. You had never seen him so fucked-out.

“Jakey?” You whispered after a few minutes, caressing his hair.

“Hmhm” he grumbled in a sliver of voice.

“Are you ok?” You asked him, moving your hand gently down his spine.

“Yeah” he whispered, but he didn't move.

You two laid there a bit more reveling in eachother's presence until you felt him shiver.

“Jake?” You whispered again.

“Yeah?” He answered this time, sounding almost asleep.

“We should take a nice hot bath, what do you think?” You suggested, trying to sit up but failing miserably.

“No” he said, the pout evident in his tone.

“C'mon, we can sleep afterwards” you tried to convince him.

After a little more persuasion and a few giggles from your part, he finally relented and you managed to make him roll off of you. Getting him up wasn't exactly easy, since his legs were shaking with the aftermath of your devilish ministrations.

When finally the two of you were pleasantly immersed in hot water and he was laying with his back against your chest, you started washing the sweat and remnants of that crazy evening off his spent body.

“Are you ok?” You finally asked while you rinsed his hair one last time.

He didn't answer you.

Instead he turned around in the tub and kissed you deeply, caressing your body gently but passionately with his calloused fingers.

Then swiftly, he grabbed your hips and pushed you out of the tub, making you sit on the edge of it with your back against the cold wall and your legs spread open in front of his face.

You gasped and grabbed at his shoulder to steady yourself while you observed him astonished.

You were about to speak but he stopped you, placing a wet finger against your parted lips.

“Remember, angel, the one who laughs last laughs best” he whispered, bringing his mouth closer and closer to your heath.

He was going to get his revenge, and you were absolutely ready for it.

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YES YES YES

THIS. THIS. THIS. THISS

I am a BIG Five Nights at Freddy’s enjoyer, so when Security Breach came out, my first thought was, omg, Josh would make a great Sundrop!! I mean wouldn't he be the best daycare attendant?

So, I hope you enjoy Sundrop Josh ❤️

Pretty Boy

You catch Sam feeling pretty.

!!!18+ ONLY!! Sub!Sam, Dom/Sub male sub, mommy kink [Very mild], p in v, unsafe sex {WRAP YOUR MONKEY IF YOU'RE GONNA GET FUNKY}, men in dresses. Smut, fluff, tiny bit of angst just for fun

“Sammy?” You called out, walking into your shared apartment. 

You heard some crashing coming from the bedroom, followed by a thud and an “Oh shit.” Growing concerned, you dropped your bag on the floor, “Sam, are you okay?” You asked, stepping quickly into the room, coming face to face with a sight from a dream. “Hey…” Sam trailed. You took in what you were looking at, Sammy tangled up in the white lace of one of your dresses. You knelt down, coming eye to eye, “What’s going on Sammy?” 

His eyes shifted away from you, but your grabbed his chin, forcing his eyes back to yours. “Were you dressing up for me? Hmm? Did you wanna get all pretty for me?” You whispered, tone settling on something verging on sultry.

“N-no…” your boy gasped out, cheeks going red with embarrassment. You scoffed, “I can’t believe you were going to keep this from me. Looking so pretty and having no one to look at you? Well that’s just not fair, baby.” You said as you stood, grabbing his hand and pulling him up with you. You looked him over once more, tugging the dress so it fell properly against his skin, the sun shining through his hair, making it look golden in the light. “You’re my pretty boy, aren’t you?” You asked, blinking slowly, looking up through your lashes as his chest rises and falls. He’s silent.

You crack a swift hand against his ass, reveling in the way he gasps, “I asked you a question, Sammy.” You said sternly, watching as his eyes traveled up and down your body. “Y-yes, I- I’m your pretty boy,” He finally stutters out, breath hitching as you cup his length through the light fabric. A devious smile spreads across your face as the idea makes its way into your fore mind. “You sit on the bed for me, pretty,” You direct, giving him a light push, giggling at the tent his hardening length is making in the dress. You watch as he hesitates, “Don’t worry, doll. I’ll be right back.” 

You saunter to the bathroom, ridding yourself of your clothes from the day. You grab your make up case from the bathroom counter before making your way back to the back where Sam is waiting oh so patiently for you. 

“Tell me, Sammy,” you started, moving to straddle his hips, “What were you planning to do in this dress before I got home, hmm?”  

“I was-“ He swallowed roughly, looking away. “Ah ah, pretty. I was talking to you, eyes on me, darling.” You instruct, waiting for his eyes to meet yours again. He faced you once more, cheeks glowing red, blush spreading over his chest, “I was going to touch myself,” he whispered, ashamed. 

“Oh you naughty boy. Touching yourself without my permission. Especially when you look so delicious. Well. This calls for a punishment.” 

“W-what? No!” He exclaims, sitting up abruptly.

You push him back down, “Don’t get smart with me Sam. Naughty boys deserve to be punished.” You said, rolling your hips over his cock. You had his shoulders pinned to the bed, and you could feel his length twitching as his hips bucked up into yours. “You need this pussy baby?” You asked sweetly, laughing as he nodded, “Oh you’re so desperate, aren’t you? Hm. Too bad.” You giggled as you patted his cheek. You watched as he squirmed under you, begging for any type of release, whimpering at the lack of touch. He was always so desperate when you got like this.  

“I’ll tell you what. I’m gonna use you, and make you look even prettier, and maybe. Maybe when I’m done, you can cum. Okay?”

He let out a soft keening, moan, “Please,” he whispered, voice already hoarse. You smiled at him from your place above him, “Good boy, no cumming until I say so, okay?” 

You shifted off of him to pull your underwear off, “Look at how wet you get me when you’re so pretty like this, doll.” He whimpered in response, moving to pull the dress off, “Oh no, no. The dress stays on,” you stopped him, leaving the fabric bunched up around his waist. “Need you to look so pretty for me.” You said as you settled back into your previous position. 

 You reached for your make up bag, grabbing the mascara, and twisting it open. “Look up for me, doll.” 

You brush the wand against his eyelashes, watching as they become more defined. Satisfied with your work you sat back, pussy resting against his length. You felt his hips begin to move under you, you leaned back gripping his thighs, “Don’t get too eager. I’m in charge,” you say, reaching under yourself to palm at his cock. “Such a pretty little cock, only the prettiest things for me, right darling?” You asked as you lined him up, finally sinking down, gasping as he filled you ever so slowly. “Ah- Y-yes. Pretty for you,” He breathed, eyes clenching with pleasure. “Eyes open lovely, we don’t want you messing up your pretty make up, now do we?” 

His eyes flew open, focusing back on your body, hands reaching up to grasp at your hips. “N-need to touch you,” he gasped, and you giggled, “Need something to hold onto, huh honey?” Voice coming out stuttered as you bounce on his cock, head titling back as you take in the feeling. You slow your rhythm, reaching for the make up bag and grabbing your pink lip gloss. You lean down with him still inside you, “Think you need a little of this,” you say, before swiping the wand across his lips. “Such pretty pink lips,” You praise as you quicken your movements once more. 

You rolled your hips, grinding down on Sam roughly, gasping when you feel his cold fingers begin to circle your clit. “Fuck, such a good boy,” You moan, “you know exactly what I need, so good baby,” you cry as his fingers massage that bundle of nerves. Your hips jerk as you get close, soft breathy moans coming from the man under you. “Fuck Sammy, so good,” You babble as you ride him into the bed. The heat builds in your stomach, “feels so good, mommy,” Sam moans out, and with that your orgasm washes over you, thighs clenching round Sam’s hips, hands coming down to his chest to brace yourself as you ride through your orgasm. “Fuck,” you heave, head resting against your chest. 

“Was um. W-was that okay?” Sam’s voice sound small, you pick your head up to look at him, eyes filled with unshed tears, “Darling, what’s wrong?” You ask, afraid you had hurt him, or gone too far. “The- uh. The mommy thing… I’ve never said-“ You cut him off, “Sam, that was the best fucking orgasm I’ve ever had. It was great, you’re my good boy aren’t you?” You reassured, feeling his length twitch inside of you as you praise him. He let out stuttered moans as you began to roll your hips again, “Yeah, ‘m your good boy.” He sighs, hips rocking in rhythm with yours. 

You lean down to plant a kiss on his lips, still rolling your hips against his, his mouth opening with pleasure. You can tell by the way his hips stutter that he’s getting close, and well, you’re feeling nice. “’S my good boy gonna cum for me?” 

“Can I?” He asks, eyes shining, mascara smearing. “Fill me up baby, so good for me, my pretty boy,” You encourage, shivering at the overstimulation. “Good boy, give it to me.” You praise, clenching around him. “S-shit,” he gasps out, finally cumming and filling you up so nicely. “Yes, baby. Feels so good when you cum inside me, so good.” You sigh, circling your hips. As he rides out his orgasm, your drag your fingers through his hair, stroking his face. 

He breathes deeply, “we gotta do that again.” He says simply. 

You pause, before giggling, “Yeah.” 

You sit up, finally sliding off his length, gasping at the loss, feeling his cum drip out of you as you flop against the bed next to him. “Sammy?” You ask softly. “Hmm?”

“You can ask anytime to borrow a skirt or a dress you know? E-even if it’s not for something like this. You really do look very pretty.” You say, turning your head to look at him. He smiles, “I’m so lucky to be in love with someone like you.”

You share one more sweet kiss before heaving yourselves off the bed to clean up, and put the dress in the wash with some stain remover. (Maybe that one will stay in the closet from now on).  

Greta Van Fleet.

April 27, 2024. St. Louis, MO, at Chaifetz Arena.

Originally photographed for St. Louis Magazine.