No Big Deal/M/Joick
Title: No Big Deal
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Slash
Summary: True-Love [trooh-luhv] noun. Joe and Nick Jonas.
Disclaimer: Pfft, I wish I owned them :|
A/N: I got the sudden urge to write this when I was listening to 'What Did I Do To Your Heart?' SO THANKS JB FOR INSPIRING ME TO WRITE PORN FEATURING ~YOU :)
Nick Jonas sat and watched his nineteen-year-old brother pout and glare at him for the umpteenth time that day. Nick was thoroughly confused: Joe had been acting awfully moody and bitchy just... not himself lately and Nick had no idea as to why.
Nick always tried to be as sweet and caring and nice as possible towards Joe and up until the past two weeks, Joe had retaliated likewise but this sudden male PMS, that was a no go. At the moment they were in the studio putting the finishing touches on their album, which was to be released in a few weeks.
Joe was in the sound booth singing his parts to the song and Nick was sitting outside with Kevin where he would usually be supervising and making sure everything sounded fine but instead he was watching Joe closely to look for any sign that might tell him why his brother had been treating him like utter shit lately.
With no luck whatsoever the day came to an end and the trio went home quietly. It was getting late and they each retired to their respective rooms without much of anything except a ‘See you tomorrow.’
Nick went up to his room and changed into his pajamas ‘cause he knew he wouldn’t be going anywhere the rest of the night so what was the point of staying in his street clothes? He flopped back on his bed and stared up at the ceiling, his phone lay on his nightstand by his lamp. He sighed heavily and wiped tiredly at his face, wondering what the hell he should do about the Joe thing.
Most times, things like this wouldn’t really bother Nick because 1) It was no big deal they all got in bad moods at times and 2) When Nick asked Joe what was up, he didn’t get some dismissive, “Nothing” and then get ignored for a little. Also, the fact that Nick and Joe were in a- relationship of sorts just made Nick worry about his older brother even more.
Nick didn’t realize that a whole hour had passed before he looked at his phone, he blinked in surprise that the time and decided that it was too late, and he was too tired to be playing twenty questions with Joe right now. Besides, they had the day off tomorrow and chances are everyone would be out doing things and Joe and Nick, being the homebodies they are would stay home and revel in the alone time they had together. But only if Joe stopped being a girl and let Nick be the good brother/boyfriend he was.
~~~~~~
“When’s mom supposed to be home again?” Joe asked Kevin as he leaned against the doorframe of their front door.
Kevin shrugged, “I don’t know. I think she said around five or six. And I think dad’s taking Frank to the zoo so you guys should be good. Just be careful.”
Joe rolled his eyes, “Like anything’s even going to happen…” Joe trailed off, mumbling something like, ‘Nick’s a fucking nun’ under his breath which, in turn, made Kevin raise en eyebrow at Joe and turn around to leave.
“See you guys later!” He called over his shoulder as he approached his car.
“Yeah, see ya,” Joe replied before he closed the door, locked it, and turned to go into the living room. He sat down on the couch, pulling his legs up onto the furniture before he turned the TV on. He looked through the channels briefly before settling for Toy Story which was playing on HBO- what? He really liked Toy Story…
Meanwhile, upstairs, Nick groaned and stretched, his back arching towards the ceiling as the covers slid off his chest and pooled at his hips. He cleared his throat and yawned, picking up his phone and looked at the time, 8:45. Wow, he slept in a lot later than he planned on.
Nick relaxed back onto his bed, scrunching his nose up in discomfort when he felt the heat already seeping into his room from the windows at such an early hour. His tummy growled and he decided it best to probably go eat, or something.
Nick trudged down the stairs, still rubbing at his eyes and yawning occasionally when he started to walk through the living room and stopped when he saw the back of his brothers head. He wanted to go sit down next to him and bid him good morning but he didn’t want to get snapped at or something if he tried.
He bit his lip and walked over to the couch, letting his fingertips fall down the arm of the couch, he saw Joe glance at his hand and then look back at the TV; he saw the way Joe’s body tensed up: he saw the way Joe just, completely ignored him.
Nick felt a particularly sharp pang of hurt in his chest but tried to ignore it, “Hey.”
Joe looked up at him, offering an obviously forced smile, “Hi.”
Nick frowned and looked to the side, towards the kitchen, “How long have you been up?” He saw the way Joe inhaled and was obviously trying not to just snap at him and tell him to just fuck off.
“Not long.”
Nick nodded, but just barely and sucked his bottom lip in, worrying it with his teeth before he just turned and went into the kitchen even though his words with Joe made him lose any appetite he had before. He stared into the open cupboards for a whole five minutes before he shut them quietly and went back out to the living room.
He bravely took a seat on the couch, far away from Joe but still close enough to show that he wanted to talk, “Joe?” Nick winced, he hadn’t meant for it to come out in such a meek way.
Joe turned his head to look at him, “What?”
Normally Nick would’ve been upset but he was more confused and hurt than anything, “What’s wrong? And don’t give me some bullshit answer.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Nicky.” Joe said, looking him straight in the eye, lying straight to his face.
Nick’s eyebrows furrowed together and his jaw tightened, “Don’t fucking lie to me. You know what I’m talking about; you’ve been such a bitch lately. What the fuck is this? Some male PMS shit?”
That seemed to hit Joe kind of hard, but he still answered him the same way, “Really, Nick? Think about it.”
Nick did, he honestly did try and think of something. Joe was staring him down and it was kind of hard to keep his focus but he honestly tried, “Joe, I can’t think of anything. I try to treat you like you should be treated, I give you everything you could ever wan-“
“Bullshit.”
This upset Nick, “What the fuck, Joe? Are you shitting me?”
“No. Yeah, you give me everything but one thing… think real hard, Nick. I can’t believe it’s seriously taken this long anyway.”
Nick bit his lip, staring at a spot near the TV when it dawned on him. He looked up at Joe, realization scribbled onto his face like Frankie went crazy with the epiphany marker on him, “You’ve been such a bitch lately because I won’t let you fuck me?”
“More or less, yeah.”
Nick stood up suddenly “...No, you know what, fuck you Joe. If that’s all you want-No, I’m fucking done with your shit. Seriously? Wow… I thought I knew you better than that.”
Nick then turned on his heel and went upstairs to his room; leaving a somewhat shocked and very hurt Joe sitting downstairs with Buzz Lightyear thinking he’s Mrs. Nezbit on the TV screen.
~~~~~~
The rest of the day went by uneventfully; Nick took a shower and cleaned up around the house whereas Joe sulked in his bedroom, heartbroken by the fact that Nick had just broken up with him, as weird as that may or may not sound. You’d think he'd go beg for Nick to take him back but he didn’t because he was either too prideful or just too numbed by sadness to really do anything about it.
He didn’t eat at dinner, saying he wasn’t feeling well and when he excused himself, a mad Nick Jonas sat there, fork in hand and guilt shot at his stomach and heart mercilessly just like how Frank was slaughtering his steak with his knife as their mom told him to, “Stop that, Frankie! You’re going to hurt yourself.”
~~~~~~
“Nick, what’s wrong?” Kevin asked a week later when nothing had changed from when he came home last week to not see his brothers being cuddle buddies to Nick cleaning the kitchen and Joe stored away up in his room.
Nick didn’t want to talk about it, “I don’t wanna talk about.”
“Oh come on, seriously, Nick? Just tell me… please?” Kevin asked, closing the door behind him and sitting on the edge of Nick’s bed.
Nick sighed, not really looking forward to talking about because he felt really bad now but had too much pride to go crawling back to after he was the one who left in the first place even though Joe would take him back in a heartbeat.
“Well… you know how Joe had been acting really bitchy and stuff for a while?” Kevin nods, “Well I found out why… it’s because I wouldn’t let him fuck me. I know that’s probably more than you ever wanted to hear but… you asked,” Nick explained, he couldn’t help but smile a little at the end.
Kevin didn’t seem too disgusted, “Well… I can see why you would be upset but have you ever tried to see it his way?”
Nick cocked his head to the side a little, “What do you mean?”
Kevin licked his lips, “Well, here, see Joe’s what, almost twenty and you guys have been together how long? A couple of years and you guys are incredibly close and I can tell that you two are just head over heels for each other and yeah, we have the rings but think about it. After being with Joe, do you really think you could ever be with anyone else?
”He probably knows you better than you know yourself and he’ll always be there for you and you should know that as of right now, he’d take you back in a second. Hell, you could treat him like utter shit and just be the worst person ever towards him and he’d still love you. Besides, would you really want to be with anyone else? He’s beyond perfect for you and just… at this point, sex is no big deal because either way it’s going to really mean something.”
Nick soaked in Kevin’s words, thinking about and realizing that Kevin was right; he was just too wrapped up in everything else to really realize it. He looked at Kevin and pulled him in for a hug, “Thank you; you’re right.”
Kevin pulled away and smiled at Nick, “It’s no problem, and s’what I’m here for. Now… I’m pretty sure you guys will be alone tomorrow so… use that to your advantage, okay?”
Nick blushed and just nodded, Kevin chuckled quietly and with one final gentle pat on Nick’s shoulder he got up and left.
~~~~~~
When the next day arrived, Nick thought he couldn’t be alone with Joe fast enough. He tried not to seem to eager to get everyone out and when they finally were he almost ran up the stairs, taking two at a time. He was about five feet away from Joe’s closed door and he calmed himself down and smoothed out his shirt.
He then walked up and knocked gently on the door, his toes curling against the soft carpet as he waited for a response.
“Yeah.”
Nick opened the door to find Joe lying in his bed, obviously not quite awake yet seeing as how he was still on his side under the covers looking at the wall across from him. Joe glanced at Nick and shut his eyes, subconsciously brining his hands up under his chin as he clutched the covers.
Nick went and sat down on the bed next to Joe’s legs, he placed a gentle hand on Joe’s hip, “I’m sorry.”
Eyes still closed, Joe responded, his voice was rough as if it hadn’t been used for a while, which it probably hadn’t, “Why are you sorry? I was just being stupid.”
“No, baby, you weren’t. I realize that now and I pray it’s not too late,” Nick said, hand still in the same place.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, without putting you back to sleep with some boring explanation-“
“The only reason why your voice would put me to sleep is because it’s so calming…”
Nick heart swelled at the compliment and it just made him that much more determined to make Joe realize that he was the one at fault here, “Thank you but, as I was saying: I know now that I was just too preoccupied in other things that I didn’t realize that I don’t want to be with anyone else and nobody is better than you. So sex with you really isn’t that much of an issue because it will always mean something since every time I have it will be with you.”
At this Joe looked up at Nick and the sixteen-year-old could tell that what he said had gotten through. The older Jonas sat up, ignoring how the covers fell down and folded naturally in his lap.
“You mean it?” Joe asked, his gorgeous brown eyes wide with hope.
Nick nodded and then Joe was kissing him with so much love that it was almost painful. Nick’s arm wrapped around Joe’s neck and was pulled into his brothers’ lap, Joe’s hands going to rest on Nick’s hips.
Joe’s lips parted and his tongue tangled with Nick’s as the moment increased in intensity. Before long their clothes were shed and Nick was on his back on Joe’s messy yet incredibly comfortable bed. Nick licked his lips and watched Joe kiss down his body until he reached Nick’s thighs and sat upright, looking down at Nick adoringly.
“You’re positive about this?” Joe asked for the millionth time, hands resting on Nick’s bony knees.
Nick couldn’t help but smile, “Yes, I am.”
Joe looked down, “Can you hand me the lube?”
Nick reached over and got the lube from the nightstand and handed it to Joe who took his hand and brought it up to his lips where he pressed a little kiss to the back of Nick’s hand, “Thank you, puppy.”
The sweet gesture made Nick blush and gently pulled his hand away and Joe’s eyes almost like, sparkled at him before he looked down and coated three of his fingers and, with one clean hand rubbing Nick’s thigh and hip soothingly, pushed in one finger; small steps.
The feeling was just weirder than anything; it didn’t hurt it just felt like he had to go poo. But then Joe’s finger almost brushed up against something and he felt a little tingle and he let out a little noise at that, “Same spot, I think you almost got something…”
Joe looked up at him, keeping his hand at the same angle but slipped in another finger, which actually hurt quite a bit at first, but then Joe hit that spot dead on, it was like a mixture of pain and pleasure and his body broke out in goose bumps, “Oh…”
“Did I get it?”
“Yeah… keep going,” Nick replied, inhaling sharply when the spot was hit again, then again. Joe slid in a third finger, the last finger and went slow. Only going in further when Nick nodded for him to do so. Probably about ten minutes passed before Nick was more than ready for the real thing.
Joe kept his fingers in, gently prodding at his spot to keep Nick hard and when he was ready, he pulled out his fingers only to quickly push his dick in which made Nick moan and arch his back slightly.
Joe’s breath left him in a quick rush and he leaned forward over Nick, hands on either side of his sides. The younger brother pulled him down for a kiss and wrapped his legs around Joe’s waist, a signal to move.
At first it was slow but soon enough Joe was thrusting into Nick with abandon, leaning back on his hand as he moaned when Nick would randomly tighten around him.
“Joe, Joe… oh God, Joe, c’mere,” Nick panted, beckoning Joe down so he could tangle his pianist fingers in Joe’s hair and kiss him deeply.
Their lips moved together in perfect unison, their tongues rubbed against one another; creating an amazing feeling of warm, wet friction. Nick pulled away, his head falling back to expose his neck when Joe hit his prostate exceptionally hard.
“Joe, God… ngh,” Nick moaned, his toes curling as his erection rubbed against Joe’s flat stomach and Joe continued to fuck him.
The older brother planted sloppy kisses along Nick’s neck, moaning along with him, “Shit I-I’m close, Nick.”
“Oh God me too,” Nick whined, breathing heavily as he clung to Joe tighter, the shocks in his gut becoming too much for him to handle and he felt himself starting to lose it and when he came all on his chest and Joe’s stomach, his hands were shaking.
Joe sped up a little just to come merely seconds after, saying his name quietly. They rode out their orgasms and Joe pulled out to lay beside next on his bed, sighing happily.
Nick turned on his side so he was closer to Joe and wrapped an arm around his waist, pulling him closer.
“I love you,” Joe cooed quietly, holding Nick close to him.
Nick smiled, “I love you too,” He replied before he leaned up and kissed the underside of Joe’s chin seeing as how he didn’t feel like trying to reach and higher than that.
A minute passed before Joe spoke again, “See, now that wasn’t that bad, now was it?”
“Shut up,” Nick said, laughing a little as he reached up and went to shoved Joe’s head but just ended up petting him instead.
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Slash
Summary: True-Love [trooh-luhv] noun. Joe and Nick Jonas.
Disclaimer: Pfft, I wish I owned them :|
A/N: I got the sudden urge to write this when I was listening to 'What Did I Do To Your Heart?' SO THANKS JB FOR INSPIRING ME TO WRITE PORN FEATURING ~YOU :)
Nick Jonas sat and watched his nineteen-year-old brother pout and glare at him for the umpteenth time that day. Nick was thoroughly confused: Joe had been acting awfully moody and bitchy just... not himself lately and Nick had no idea as to why.
Nick always tried to be as sweet and caring and nice as possible towards Joe and up until the past two weeks, Joe had retaliated likewise but this sudden male PMS, that was a no go. At the moment they were in the studio putting the finishing touches on their album, which was to be released in a few weeks.
Joe was in the sound booth singing his parts to the song and Nick was sitting outside with Kevin where he would usually be supervising and making sure everything sounded fine but instead he was watching Joe closely to look for any sign that might tell him why his brother had been treating him like utter shit lately.
With no luck whatsoever the day came to an end and the trio went home quietly. It was getting late and they each retired to their respective rooms without much of anything except a ‘See you tomorrow.’
Nick went up to his room and changed into his pajamas ‘cause he knew he wouldn’t be going anywhere the rest of the night so what was the point of staying in his street clothes? He flopped back on his bed and stared up at the ceiling, his phone lay on his nightstand by his lamp. He sighed heavily and wiped tiredly at his face, wondering what the hell he should do about the Joe thing.
Most times, things like this wouldn’t really bother Nick because 1) It was no big deal they all got in bad moods at times and 2) When Nick asked Joe what was up, he didn’t get some dismissive, “Nothing” and then get ignored for a little. Also, the fact that Nick and Joe were in a- relationship of sorts just made Nick worry about his older brother even more.
Nick didn’t realize that a whole hour had passed before he looked at his phone, he blinked in surprise that the time and decided that it was too late, and he was too tired to be playing twenty questions with Joe right now. Besides, they had the day off tomorrow and chances are everyone would be out doing things and Joe and Nick, being the homebodies they are would stay home and revel in the alone time they had together. But only if Joe stopped being a girl and let Nick be the good brother/boyfriend he was.
~~~~~~
“When’s mom supposed to be home again?” Joe asked Kevin as he leaned against the doorframe of their front door.
Kevin shrugged, “I don’t know. I think she said around five or six. And I think dad’s taking Frank to the zoo so you guys should be good. Just be careful.”
Joe rolled his eyes, “Like anything’s even going to happen…” Joe trailed off, mumbling something like, ‘Nick’s a fucking nun’ under his breath which, in turn, made Kevin raise en eyebrow at Joe and turn around to leave.
“See you guys later!” He called over his shoulder as he approached his car.
“Yeah, see ya,” Joe replied before he closed the door, locked it, and turned to go into the living room. He sat down on the couch, pulling his legs up onto the furniture before he turned the TV on. He looked through the channels briefly before settling for Toy Story which was playing on HBO- what? He really liked Toy Story…
Meanwhile, upstairs, Nick groaned and stretched, his back arching towards the ceiling as the covers slid off his chest and pooled at his hips. He cleared his throat and yawned, picking up his phone and looked at the time, 8:45. Wow, he slept in a lot later than he planned on.
Nick relaxed back onto his bed, scrunching his nose up in discomfort when he felt the heat already seeping into his room from the windows at such an early hour. His tummy growled and he decided it best to probably go eat, or something.
Nick trudged down the stairs, still rubbing at his eyes and yawning occasionally when he started to walk through the living room and stopped when he saw the back of his brothers head. He wanted to go sit down next to him and bid him good morning but he didn’t want to get snapped at or something if he tried.
He bit his lip and walked over to the couch, letting his fingertips fall down the arm of the couch, he saw Joe glance at his hand and then look back at the TV; he saw the way Joe’s body tensed up: he saw the way Joe just, completely ignored him.
Nick felt a particularly sharp pang of hurt in his chest but tried to ignore it, “Hey.”
Joe looked up at him, offering an obviously forced smile, “Hi.”
Nick frowned and looked to the side, towards the kitchen, “How long have you been up?” He saw the way Joe inhaled and was obviously trying not to just snap at him and tell him to just fuck off.
“Not long.”
Nick nodded, but just barely and sucked his bottom lip in, worrying it with his teeth before he just turned and went into the kitchen even though his words with Joe made him lose any appetite he had before. He stared into the open cupboards for a whole five minutes before he shut them quietly and went back out to the living room.
He bravely took a seat on the couch, far away from Joe but still close enough to show that he wanted to talk, “Joe?” Nick winced, he hadn’t meant for it to come out in such a meek way.
Joe turned his head to look at him, “What?”
Normally Nick would’ve been upset but he was more confused and hurt than anything, “What’s wrong? And don’t give me some bullshit answer.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Nicky.” Joe said, looking him straight in the eye, lying straight to his face.
Nick’s eyebrows furrowed together and his jaw tightened, “Don’t fucking lie to me. You know what I’m talking about; you’ve been such a bitch lately. What the fuck is this? Some male PMS shit?”
That seemed to hit Joe kind of hard, but he still answered him the same way, “Really, Nick? Think about it.”
Nick did, he honestly did try and think of something. Joe was staring him down and it was kind of hard to keep his focus but he honestly tried, “Joe, I can’t think of anything. I try to treat you like you should be treated, I give you everything you could ever wan-“
“Bullshit.”
This upset Nick, “What the fuck, Joe? Are you shitting me?”
“No. Yeah, you give me everything but one thing… think real hard, Nick. I can’t believe it’s seriously taken this long anyway.”
Nick bit his lip, staring at a spot near the TV when it dawned on him. He looked up at Joe, realization scribbled onto his face like Frankie went crazy with the epiphany marker on him, “You’ve been such a bitch lately because I won’t let you fuck me?”
“More or less, yeah.”
Nick stood up suddenly “...No, you know what, fuck you Joe. If that’s all you want-No, I’m fucking done with your shit. Seriously? Wow… I thought I knew you better than that.”
Nick then turned on his heel and went upstairs to his room; leaving a somewhat shocked and very hurt Joe sitting downstairs with Buzz Lightyear thinking he’s Mrs. Nezbit on the TV screen.
~~~~~~
The rest of the day went by uneventfully; Nick took a shower and cleaned up around the house whereas Joe sulked in his bedroom, heartbroken by the fact that Nick had just broken up with him, as weird as that may or may not sound. You’d think he'd go beg for Nick to take him back but he didn’t because he was either too prideful or just too numbed by sadness to really do anything about it.
He didn’t eat at dinner, saying he wasn’t feeling well and when he excused himself, a mad Nick Jonas sat there, fork in hand and guilt shot at his stomach and heart mercilessly just like how Frank was slaughtering his steak with his knife as their mom told him to, “Stop that, Frankie! You’re going to hurt yourself.”
~~~~~~
“Nick, what’s wrong?” Kevin asked a week later when nothing had changed from when he came home last week to not see his brothers being cuddle buddies to Nick cleaning the kitchen and Joe stored away up in his room.
Nick didn’t want to talk about it, “I don’t wanna talk about.”
“Oh come on, seriously, Nick? Just tell me… please?” Kevin asked, closing the door behind him and sitting on the edge of Nick’s bed.
Nick sighed, not really looking forward to talking about because he felt really bad now but had too much pride to go crawling back to after he was the one who left in the first place even though Joe would take him back in a heartbeat.
“Well… you know how Joe had been acting really bitchy and stuff for a while?” Kevin nods, “Well I found out why… it’s because I wouldn’t let him fuck me. I know that’s probably more than you ever wanted to hear but… you asked,” Nick explained, he couldn’t help but smile a little at the end.
Kevin didn’t seem too disgusted, “Well… I can see why you would be upset but have you ever tried to see it his way?”
Nick cocked his head to the side a little, “What do you mean?”
Kevin licked his lips, “Well, here, see Joe’s what, almost twenty and you guys have been together how long? A couple of years and you guys are incredibly close and I can tell that you two are just head over heels for each other and yeah, we have the rings but think about it. After being with Joe, do you really think you could ever be with anyone else?
”He probably knows you better than you know yourself and he’ll always be there for you and you should know that as of right now, he’d take you back in a second. Hell, you could treat him like utter shit and just be the worst person ever towards him and he’d still love you. Besides, would you really want to be with anyone else? He’s beyond perfect for you and just… at this point, sex is no big deal because either way it’s going to really mean something.”
Nick soaked in Kevin’s words, thinking about and realizing that Kevin was right; he was just too wrapped up in everything else to really realize it. He looked at Kevin and pulled him in for a hug, “Thank you; you’re right.”
Kevin pulled away and smiled at Nick, “It’s no problem, and s’what I’m here for. Now… I’m pretty sure you guys will be alone tomorrow so… use that to your advantage, okay?”
Nick blushed and just nodded, Kevin chuckled quietly and with one final gentle pat on Nick’s shoulder he got up and left.
~~~~~~
When the next day arrived, Nick thought he couldn’t be alone with Joe fast enough. He tried not to seem to eager to get everyone out and when they finally were he almost ran up the stairs, taking two at a time. He was about five feet away from Joe’s closed door and he calmed himself down and smoothed out his shirt.
He then walked up and knocked gently on the door, his toes curling against the soft carpet as he waited for a response.
“Yeah.”
Nick opened the door to find Joe lying in his bed, obviously not quite awake yet seeing as how he was still on his side under the covers looking at the wall across from him. Joe glanced at Nick and shut his eyes, subconsciously brining his hands up under his chin as he clutched the covers.
Nick went and sat down on the bed next to Joe’s legs, he placed a gentle hand on Joe’s hip, “I’m sorry.”
Eyes still closed, Joe responded, his voice was rough as if it hadn’t been used for a while, which it probably hadn’t, “Why are you sorry? I was just being stupid.”
“No, baby, you weren’t. I realize that now and I pray it’s not too late,” Nick said, hand still in the same place.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, without putting you back to sleep with some boring explanation-“
“The only reason why your voice would put me to sleep is because it’s so calming…”
Nick heart swelled at the compliment and it just made him that much more determined to make Joe realize that he was the one at fault here, “Thank you but, as I was saying: I know now that I was just too preoccupied in other things that I didn’t realize that I don’t want to be with anyone else and nobody is better than you. So sex with you really isn’t that much of an issue because it will always mean something since every time I have it will be with you.”
At this Joe looked up at Nick and the sixteen-year-old could tell that what he said had gotten through. The older Jonas sat up, ignoring how the covers fell down and folded naturally in his lap.
“You mean it?” Joe asked, his gorgeous brown eyes wide with hope.
Nick nodded and then Joe was kissing him with so much love that it was almost painful. Nick’s arm wrapped around Joe’s neck and was pulled into his brothers’ lap, Joe’s hands going to rest on Nick’s hips.
Joe’s lips parted and his tongue tangled with Nick’s as the moment increased in intensity. Before long their clothes were shed and Nick was on his back on Joe’s messy yet incredibly comfortable bed. Nick licked his lips and watched Joe kiss down his body until he reached Nick’s thighs and sat upright, looking down at Nick adoringly.
“You’re positive about this?” Joe asked for the millionth time, hands resting on Nick’s bony knees.
Nick couldn’t help but smile, “Yes, I am.”
Joe looked down, “Can you hand me the lube?”
Nick reached over and got the lube from the nightstand and handed it to Joe who took his hand and brought it up to his lips where he pressed a little kiss to the back of Nick’s hand, “Thank you, puppy.”
The sweet gesture made Nick blush and gently pulled his hand away and Joe’s eyes almost like, sparkled at him before he looked down and coated three of his fingers and, with one clean hand rubbing Nick’s thigh and hip soothingly, pushed in one finger; small steps.
The feeling was just weirder than anything; it didn’t hurt it just felt like he had to go poo. But then Joe’s finger almost brushed up against something and he felt a little tingle and he let out a little noise at that, “Same spot, I think you almost got something…”
Joe looked up at him, keeping his hand at the same angle but slipped in another finger, which actually hurt quite a bit at first, but then Joe hit that spot dead on, it was like a mixture of pain and pleasure and his body broke out in goose bumps, “Oh…”
“Did I get it?”
“Yeah… keep going,” Nick replied, inhaling sharply when the spot was hit again, then again. Joe slid in a third finger, the last finger and went slow. Only going in further when Nick nodded for him to do so. Probably about ten minutes passed before Nick was more than ready for the real thing.
Joe kept his fingers in, gently prodding at his spot to keep Nick hard and when he was ready, he pulled out his fingers only to quickly push his dick in which made Nick moan and arch his back slightly.
Joe’s breath left him in a quick rush and he leaned forward over Nick, hands on either side of his sides. The younger brother pulled him down for a kiss and wrapped his legs around Joe’s waist, a signal to move.
At first it was slow but soon enough Joe was thrusting into Nick with abandon, leaning back on his hand as he moaned when Nick would randomly tighten around him.
“Joe, Joe… oh God, Joe, c’mere,” Nick panted, beckoning Joe down so he could tangle his pianist fingers in Joe’s hair and kiss him deeply.
Their lips moved together in perfect unison, their tongues rubbed against one another; creating an amazing feeling of warm, wet friction. Nick pulled away, his head falling back to expose his neck when Joe hit his prostate exceptionally hard.
“Joe, God… ngh,” Nick moaned, his toes curling as his erection rubbed against Joe’s flat stomach and Joe continued to fuck him.
The older brother planted sloppy kisses along Nick’s neck, moaning along with him, “Shit I-I’m close, Nick.”
“Oh God me too,” Nick whined, breathing heavily as he clung to Joe tighter, the shocks in his gut becoming too much for him to handle and he felt himself starting to lose it and when he came all on his chest and Joe’s stomach, his hands were shaking.
Joe sped up a little just to come merely seconds after, saying his name quietly. They rode out their orgasms and Joe pulled out to lay beside next on his bed, sighing happily.
Nick turned on his side so he was closer to Joe and wrapped an arm around his waist, pulling him closer.
“I love you,” Joe cooed quietly, holding Nick close to him.
Nick smiled, “I love you too,” He replied before he leaned up and kissed the underside of Joe’s chin seeing as how he didn’t feel like trying to reach and higher than that.
A minute passed before Joe spoke again, “See, now that wasn’t that bad, now was it?”
“Shut up,” Nick said, laughing a little as he reached up and went to shoved Joe’s head but just ended up petting him instead.