Go On And Take It Way Too Far [2/4]
Title: Go On And Take It Way Too Far [2/4]
Author: meiloslyther
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Ryan/Gabe
POV: Switches from 3rd omniscient to 1st Ryan's, and then back again.
Summary: Brendon gets Ryan to tell him about the bathroom scene at the party.
Word Count: 745 [this part]; 3,625 [total]
Disclaimer: Entirely created from the recesses of my own diseased and fragmented brain case. This is what snorting word dust will do to you. :D Oh, and don't Google yourselves. Ever.
Beta: phoenix_vixen
Author Notes: The promised continuation of a NaNoRyRo piece based on a prompt from xxkiwikayleexx. This can be read as a standalone, but it makes a LOT more sense with the first part. Seriously, I don't even.
Part 1 : Part 3 : Part 4 : The Mix
Brendon grinned deviously at Ryan as he stepped out of the bunk area and into the front lounge the next morning. Ryan groaned inwardly, sensing what was coming.
"So. Last night at the party. You and Gabe were in the bathroom for an awful long time," Brendon prodded, trying for nonchalant.
"Are you accusing me of something?" Ryan wondered aloud, raising an eyebrow at his singer.
Brendon shook his head. "No, no, not accusing you of anything. Just wondering what you two were doing in there for so long."
Ryan narrowed his eyes at Brendon, studying him carefully. "You made a bet, didn't you?"
"Me? Make a bet? Of course not," Brendon replied, giving Ryan a face of mock innocence. "I may be from Vegas, my friend, but a gambling man I am not."
"No, you did. With Pete. You made a bet with Pete, didn't you?"
Brendon deliberated. "If I say that I did make a bet with Pete, will you tell me what happened?"
"Sure, whatever," Ryan agreed irritably, rolling his eyes.
"Alright. Spill."
Ryan sighed and Brendon grinned triumphantly. "Fine, I'll tell you. But you tell anyone else and I swear I'll fucking kill you, Brendon."
***
So I was in the bathroom, legit trying to take a piss and Gabe came in and started checking me out. Well, yeah, I had my dick out, of course he saw it. Yes, Brendon, he made a monstercock joke. No, it wasn't funny, asshole.
Well, then he pulled his dick out to take a piss and okay, so I was a little curious and I looked - you would not believe what he's got in his pants, seriously - and he caught me. Let's just say he's bigger than me. Shut up, Brendon. Then he started coming on to me and I was trying to get away, but he kept pushing it. He wouldn't back down! I thought he was drunk!
Finally he kissed me and said I would enjoy it - no, I was not sure what he meant at the time - so I grabbed him by the collar and dragged him into a stall. But, see, I wasn't really thinking, so I had no idea where I was going with that. I had two Mojitos! I was drunk! Fuck you.
Luckily, I guess, Gabe was not as drunk as I thought he was and knew exactly what to do. He made quick work of our clothes, continuing our little make-out session and grinding up against me. Awkward? Uh, not really. He's actually kind of hot. Oh, fuck you, Urie, I am not gay.
Then - and I know you don't really want to hear this, Brendon - but he made me suck on his fingers to get them wet before he pushed them into me. You really want to hear all of it? You're a sick fuck, Urie. He put them in one at a time, douche. No he did not fist me, you sicko.
Anyway. So he stretched me and eventually picked me up by my thighs, pressing me against the door. I don't weigh that much! He's taller than me! Then - yes, okay - he put his dick in my ass. Are you happy now?
You want details? Ugh!
Fine, okay. It hurt at first, yeah, he's fucking huge, but after a while I was moaning like a cheap whore and I loved it, just like he said I would. Yes, I had my arms around his neck like a girl, fuck off, Urie. You would too if you had sex like that. Did he come inside- Why should I tell you the answer to that question?!
***
Brendon raised his hands in surrender. "I was just curious."
Ryan stared blankly at the younger man. "...Yeah, he did," he finally answered, looking away.
"Aww, that's cute!"
Ryan glared menacingly at Brendon. It didn't work.
"Say, are you guys going to do it again anytime soon?"
Ryan made an incredulous face. "Why do you even care? It's none of your business."
"I'm just saying, if you do it again..." Brendon leaned closer to Ryan, looking around warily even though there was no one else on the bus. "Could you maybe fuck Gabe? So I can get my 20 bucks back from Pete?"
Ryan moved away from Brendon and scoffed at him, slapping him hard across the face before standing and exiting the bus completely.
Brendon held his cheek thoughtfully as Ryan left. "I'll take that as a no."
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A/N: In case you missed it... NaNoRyRo 2009
More of my work here.
Author: meiloslyther
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Ryan/Gabe
POV: Switches from 3rd omniscient to 1st Ryan's, and then back again.
Summary: Brendon gets Ryan to tell him about the bathroom scene at the party.
Word Count: 745 [this part]; 3,625 [total]
Disclaimer: Entirely created from the recesses of my own diseased and fragmented brain case. This is what snorting word dust will do to you. :D Oh, and don't Google yourselves. Ever.
Beta: phoenix_vixen
Author Notes: The promised continuation of a NaNoRyRo piece based on a prompt from xxkiwikayleexx. This can be read as a standalone, but it makes a LOT more sense with the first part. Seriously, I don't even.
Part 1 : Part 3 : Part 4 : The Mix
Brendon grinned deviously at Ryan as he stepped out of the bunk area and into the front lounge the next morning. Ryan groaned inwardly, sensing what was coming.
"So. Last night at the party. You and Gabe were in the bathroom for an awful long time," Brendon prodded, trying for nonchalant.
"Are you accusing me of something?" Ryan wondered aloud, raising an eyebrow at his singer.
Brendon shook his head. "No, no, not accusing you of anything. Just wondering what you two were doing in there for so long."
Ryan narrowed his eyes at Brendon, studying him carefully. "You made a bet, didn't you?"
"Me? Make a bet? Of course not," Brendon replied, giving Ryan a face of mock innocence. "I may be from Vegas, my friend, but a gambling man I am not."
"No, you did. With Pete. You made a bet with Pete, didn't you?"
Brendon deliberated. "If I say that I did make a bet with Pete, will you tell me what happened?"
"Sure, whatever," Ryan agreed irritably, rolling his eyes.
"Alright. Spill."
Ryan sighed and Brendon grinned triumphantly. "Fine, I'll tell you. But you tell anyone else and I swear I'll fucking kill you, Brendon."
***
So I was in the bathroom, legit trying to take a piss and Gabe came in and started checking me out. Well, yeah, I had my dick out, of course he saw it. Yes, Brendon, he made a monstercock joke. No, it wasn't funny, asshole.
Well, then he pulled his dick out to take a piss and okay, so I was a little curious and I looked - you would not believe what he's got in his pants, seriously - and he caught me. Let's just say he's bigger than me. Shut up, Brendon. Then he started coming on to me and I was trying to get away, but he kept pushing it. He wouldn't back down! I thought he was drunk!
Finally he kissed me and said I would enjoy it - no, I was not sure what he meant at the time - so I grabbed him by the collar and dragged him into a stall. But, see, I wasn't really thinking, so I had no idea where I was going with that. I had two Mojitos! I was drunk! Fuck you.
Luckily, I guess, Gabe was not as drunk as I thought he was and knew exactly what to do. He made quick work of our clothes, continuing our little make-out session and grinding up against me. Awkward? Uh, not really. He's actually kind of hot. Oh, fuck you, Urie, I am not gay.
Then - and I know you don't really want to hear this, Brendon - but he made me suck on his fingers to get them wet before he pushed them into me. You really want to hear all of it? You're a sick fuck, Urie. He put them in one at a time, douche. No he did not fist me, you sicko.
Anyway. So he stretched me and eventually picked me up by my thighs, pressing me against the door. I don't weigh that much! He's taller than me! Then - yes, okay - he put his dick in my ass. Are you happy now?
You want details? Ugh!
Fine, okay. It hurt at first, yeah, he's fucking huge, but after a while I was moaning like a cheap whore and I loved it, just like he said I would. Yes, I had my arms around his neck like a girl, fuck off, Urie. You would too if you had sex like that. Did he come inside- Why should I tell you the answer to that question?!
***
Brendon raised his hands in surrender. "I was just curious."
Ryan stared blankly at the younger man. "...Yeah, he did," he finally answered, looking away.
"Aww, that's cute!"
Ryan glared menacingly at Brendon. It didn't work.
"Say, are you guys going to do it again anytime soon?"
Ryan made an incredulous face. "Why do you even care? It's none of your business."
"I'm just saying, if you do it again..." Brendon leaned closer to Ryan, looking around warily even though there was no one else on the bus. "Could you maybe fuck Gabe? So I can get my 20 bucks back from Pete?"
Ryan moved away from Brendon and scoffed at him, slapping him hard across the face before standing and exiting the bus completely.
Brendon held his cheek thoughtfully as Ryan left. "I'll take that as a no."
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A/N: In case you missed it... NaNoRyRo 2009
More of my work here.