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Title: It's Friday Night And My Cousin Is Upstairs Fucking
Pairing: Matt Lovato/Jeremiah Rangel, Tony [1st person narr.]
Rating: NC-17 for explicit themes.
Summary: Tony jerks off to the sound of Matt and Jeremaih getting it on.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All events, characters, names, and places featured here are either the product of the author’s imagination, or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual person(s), living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
Author's Note: This. Is truly terrible. It's also the first self-pleasure story I ever wrote.
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So Matt and Jeremiah finally hooked up. For real this time. God knows how long they’ve been fooling around. Nick was lucky. He got out of the house. He went with his girlfriend somewhere. Currently, I’m single. I couldn’t find anyone to hang out with and I don’t feel like doing the solo thing.
I’m reconsidering that now, of coarse. They’re really comfortable with each other, it seems, judging by the dialect.
“I’M GONNA FUCK YOU SO HARD BABY!” my cousin yells and I cringe. They’re upstairs and I’m sitting on the sofa thinking about how this wouldn’t be so bad if it wasn’t my cousin and our best friend. Not that I have inhabitations about kissing either one or anything, it’s just…
“FORCE YOUR STIFF HARD COCK UP MY CHERRY ASS! OOOOOOOOOOOOH, RAM THAT PIECE OF MEAT DEEP INTO MY TIGHT HOLE, FUCK ME ‘TIL YOU'RE DRY; MAKE ME BLEED!”
Whow. Now I’ve completely lost my thought. It’s kinda like having a front row seat to porn. Or something. I suck on my lip ring and shift on the couch, trying to pay attention to whatever trash is on the TV. I can hear the bed upstairs start slamming into the wall steadily. I can hear Jeremiah’s high-pitched screams.
He sounds like a girl.
I smirk to myself at the thought.
Matt’s moans are lower, throaty. “OH SHIT, YOU'RE SO FUCKING TIGHT! MMMM, Oh! GOD, SHIT!”
They couldn’t be louder. There’s no way. Jeremiah might be on a roller coaster and he couldn’t scream louder. He’s putting those blonde porn stars to shame- THAT’S how you're supposed to sound when you’re getting fucked good and hard.
He could make millions in the porn industry…
And Matt’s stamina is amazing, if I do say so myself. It runs in the family. The bed is still crashing into the wall, sending triumphant bangs echoing through the empty house.
I smile to myself and ease a hand down the front of my boxers. I’ve always been sort of curious about Matt’s skills in bed. He’s probably good. Not as good as me, but good. And Jeremiah’s a little bitch. I bet it’d be great to fuck him.
I lightly run my fingertips along the underside of my erection, licking my lips. Knowing how sensual they both are, they’re probably in a position facing each other…Jeremiah’s knees to his chest and Matt holding himself up on his arms as he deep-thrusted his friend up the ass. Jeremiah’s hair would be all tousled from sweat, and he’d raise his hands up every now and then to pull on the drenched pieces. His big brown eyes would be slammed shut as Matt pounded into him, his jaw dropped in pure ecstasy. His cheeks would have the flushed look he gets after hard shows.
I spit in my hand and start to get down to business, palming the underside of my hard dick.
Matt would be biting on his labret, letting his mouth fall open occasionally for an earthy moan, but mostly just humming through kiss swollen lips. His arms would be straining, the muscles in his back shifting beneath his pale skin as he fucked his friend. He’d probably have his eyes open…I like to keep my eyes open during sex because I don’t want to miss anything.
I curl my fingers beneath the head of my cock, massaging at the glands. Matt’s pretty well endowed. He must be good in bed… I’m suddenly extremely interested in getting fucked by him. It’d be hot anyway. I smirk, imagining that now. Matt fucking the hell out of his little cousin just as hard as he’s fucking Jeremiah right now.
I’d have to face him too, that would make it even hotter. But I’d be on top. I’d sit down on his hard cock and take it all the way inside of me. I could rock my body back and forth to get a nice massage on my prostate, and Matt could buck his hips up into my ass furiously, fuck me nice and hard.
Jere’s probably close, his wrought muscles tensing up. His arms above his head, gripping onto the headboard and his straight teeth gritted down as hot waves of heat and agonizing pleasure course over his winded body.
I’m jerking myself off quickly now, not bothering to prolong this. I just want to bring myself to a fast, screeching orgasm. I need it.
And God I want to fuck Jere now. He’s so loud in bed. He’s hot too and I bet he’s really tight. I’d fuck him dry, have him bent over, on all fours doggy-style and just fuck his brains out. I’d make him scream MY name.
I’m beating myself off and almost there, biting down on my lip ring and groaning softly, watching the precum slip over my fingers.
ohsoclose…
Or…shit, I’m really close… I’d be in a threesome with those two. Matt fucking me from behind, and Jeremiah shoving his cock down my throat. Let both of them empty themselves inside of my body. Cum all over my lips and back. Yeah.
“SHIT, I’M GONNA CUM!” Matt howls, and I’m thinking, ‘yeah, me too…’
Jeremiah is just screaming now- amazing vocals on that man and I’m trembling, I’m so close to climax. My hand is sliding up and down in quick succession, in time with the bed banging against the wall upstairs.
I moan, sounding strangled and deep, getting myself off promptly. Upstairs, the bed slams a few more times with Matt’s triumphant moans and Jeremiah’s high-pitched whimpers before squeaking to a halt.
I cup my hand over the head of my cock, emptying my load into my palm and fall back on the sofa satisfied and panting.
I wipe my hands off on my boxers and start to clap loudly, calling out, “That was great guys!” to which I earn an embarrassed giggle from Jere.
Matt calls back with an irritated, “Fuck you, Tony.”
I grin to myself, standing up and heading for the shower. “If only you knew Matt…” I mumble to myself.
Pairing: Matt Lovato/Jeremiah Rangel, Tony [1st person narr.]
Rating: NC-17 for explicit themes.
Summary: Tony jerks off to the sound of Matt and Jeremaih getting it on.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All events, characters, names, and places featured here are either the product of the author’s imagination, or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual person(s), living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
Author's Note: This. Is truly terrible. It's also the first self-pleasure story I ever wrote.
***
So Matt and Jeremiah finally hooked up. For real this time. God knows how long they’ve been fooling around. Nick was lucky. He got out of the house. He went with his girlfriend somewhere. Currently, I’m single. I couldn’t find anyone to hang out with and I don’t feel like doing the solo thing.
I’m reconsidering that now, of coarse. They’re really comfortable with each other, it seems, judging by the dialect.
“I’M GONNA FUCK YOU SO HARD BABY!” my cousin yells and I cringe. They’re upstairs and I’m sitting on the sofa thinking about how this wouldn’t be so bad if it wasn’t my cousin and our best friend. Not that I have inhabitations about kissing either one or anything, it’s just…
“FORCE YOUR STIFF HARD COCK UP MY CHERRY ASS! OOOOOOOOOOOOH, RAM THAT PIECE OF MEAT DEEP INTO MY TIGHT HOLE, FUCK ME ‘TIL YOU'RE DRY; MAKE ME BLEED!”
Whow. Now I’ve completely lost my thought. It’s kinda like having a front row seat to porn. Or something. I suck on my lip ring and shift on the couch, trying to pay attention to whatever trash is on the TV. I can hear the bed upstairs start slamming into the wall steadily. I can hear Jeremiah’s high-pitched screams.
He sounds like a girl.
I smirk to myself at the thought.
Matt’s moans are lower, throaty. “OH SHIT, YOU'RE SO FUCKING TIGHT! MMMM, Oh! GOD, SHIT!”
They couldn’t be louder. There’s no way. Jeremiah might be on a roller coaster and he couldn’t scream louder. He’s putting those blonde porn stars to shame- THAT’S how you're supposed to sound when you’re getting fucked good and hard.
He could make millions in the porn industry…
And Matt’s stamina is amazing, if I do say so myself. It runs in the family. The bed is still crashing into the wall, sending triumphant bangs echoing through the empty house.
I smile to myself and ease a hand down the front of my boxers. I’ve always been sort of curious about Matt’s skills in bed. He’s probably good. Not as good as me, but good. And Jeremiah’s a little bitch. I bet it’d be great to fuck him.
I lightly run my fingertips along the underside of my erection, licking my lips. Knowing how sensual they both are, they’re probably in a position facing each other…Jeremiah’s knees to his chest and Matt holding himself up on his arms as he deep-thrusted his friend up the ass. Jeremiah’s hair would be all tousled from sweat, and he’d raise his hands up every now and then to pull on the drenched pieces. His big brown eyes would be slammed shut as Matt pounded into him, his jaw dropped in pure ecstasy. His cheeks would have the flushed look he gets after hard shows.
I spit in my hand and start to get down to business, palming the underside of my hard dick.
Matt would be biting on his labret, letting his mouth fall open occasionally for an earthy moan, but mostly just humming through kiss swollen lips. His arms would be straining, the muscles in his back shifting beneath his pale skin as he fucked his friend. He’d probably have his eyes open…I like to keep my eyes open during sex because I don’t want to miss anything.
I curl my fingers beneath the head of my cock, massaging at the glands. Matt’s pretty well endowed. He must be good in bed… I’m suddenly extremely interested in getting fucked by him. It’d be hot anyway. I smirk, imagining that now. Matt fucking the hell out of his little cousin just as hard as he’s fucking Jeremiah right now.
I’d have to face him too, that would make it even hotter. But I’d be on top. I’d sit down on his hard cock and take it all the way inside of me. I could rock my body back and forth to get a nice massage on my prostate, and Matt could buck his hips up into my ass furiously, fuck me nice and hard.
Jere’s probably close, his wrought muscles tensing up. His arms above his head, gripping onto the headboard and his straight teeth gritted down as hot waves of heat and agonizing pleasure course over his winded body.
I’m jerking myself off quickly now, not bothering to prolong this. I just want to bring myself to a fast, screeching orgasm. I need it.
And God I want to fuck Jere now. He’s so loud in bed. He’s hot too and I bet he’s really tight. I’d fuck him dry, have him bent over, on all fours doggy-style and just fuck his brains out. I’d make him scream MY name.
I’m beating myself off and almost there, biting down on my lip ring and groaning softly, watching the precum slip over my fingers.
ohsoclose…
Or…shit, I’m really close… I’d be in a threesome with those two. Matt fucking me from behind, and Jeremiah shoving his cock down my throat. Let both of them empty themselves inside of my body. Cum all over my lips and back. Yeah.
“SHIT, I’M GONNA CUM!” Matt howls, and I’m thinking, ‘yeah, me too…’
Jeremiah is just screaming now- amazing vocals on that man and I’m trembling, I’m so close to climax. My hand is sliding up and down in quick succession, in time with the bed banging against the wall upstairs.
I moan, sounding strangled and deep, getting myself off promptly. Upstairs, the bed slams a few more times with Matt’s triumphant moans and Jeremiah’s high-pitched whimpers before squeaking to a halt.
I cup my hand over the head of my cock, emptying my load into my palm and fall back on the sofa satisfied and panting.
I wipe my hands off on my boxers and start to clap loudly, calling out, “That was great guys!” to which I earn an embarrassed giggle from Jere.
Matt calls back with an irritated, “Fuck you, Tony.”
I grin to myself, standing up and heading for the shower. “If only you knew Matt…” I mumble to myself.