Get Down With the Fetish
Title: Get Down With the Fetish
Author: alifeofourown
Pairing: Alex Gaskarth/Jack Barakat (All Time Low)
Rating: Mature/NC-17
Summary: It was something about feeling like Brendon Urie in that one video that they had released in their very first days of being a band that made Alex smile.
Warnings: Sex, Fetishes, Insanity, Top Hats
Dedication: tabberwoky for drawing the awesome picture that this fic is based on that can be found HERE (because she has it locked on her livejournal),
lifeisafantasy2 for letting me use her chat box to write this in (yes, i wrote the entire thing on AIM) and to
havah24601 for being inspiring and my source of relief. Thank you bbs for being amazing!
Disclaimer: If Alex and Jack were in my house and I owned them, I'd be watching them do this rather than writing about it.
But then again, they're owned by Disney, so this would never happen.
Keep your eyes peeled for the ALL TIME LOW 3-D EXPERIENCE guys!
Author's Notes: Uh...yeah...I don't even remember writing this really, which explains why when I went back over it a first time, I was like, wait, WTF!? Aside from that, it's based off of that pretty picture up in my Dedication section. ENJOY!
Alex had a secret, a thing that he would never tell anyone else in the world. He would never admit this to anyone, no one in the world, but he had a problem. Alex mothafuckin Gaskarth liked to dress up his dick.
It started off simply. One day, he poked a hole through a neon-colored condom that he had put on just for the hell of it, and he realized just how awesome it was. It made him feel like the coolest motherfucker in the world because his penis had something all the other penises in the world didn't; it had clothing.
Soon enough, Alex was out buying miniature clothing for his penis. Little dresses and shirts would be hidden in his socks when they were on tour and at night, when no one was around, he would pull them out, dressing up his dick. Sometimes, he even went far enough to draw on little tiny faces with eyeliner that he had stolen from Hayley Williams when he had seen her last, but that wasn't something that he liked doing often. Just on the occasion.
Alex's favorite piece of dick clothing though was a tiny top hat that strapped onto the very tip of his dick. He had no idea why though. It was something about feeling like Brendon Urie in that one video that they had released in their very first days of being a band that made Alex smile. His dick hat. That was the most important part of him.
Alex had grown so comfortable with wearing the tiny hat on the edge of his dick that he would even leave it on during concerts, and lucky for him, no one realized that there was a tiny bulge in his pants where the little hat lay on top of his always hard dick. Hell, Alex couldn't help it that he was a guy. Sex on the brain was just an unfortunate thing that came with the program. Alex had to keep his secret fetish quiet from the rest of the band though, because if any of them knew, he'd be screwed for life. No one normal wore hats on their dicks. That was just crazy talk.
He had to even keep it quiet from his boyfriend Jack, which was very difficult, because he had to remove the tiny hat before Jack ever managed to unbutton his pants (yes, he always went commando), so he'd often have to plan in advance like remove the tiny hat right after shows, because the second they were done packing up, Jack usually had his hands in Alex's pants faster than anything.
It was his secret, an awkward secret, but his secret nonetheless. Alex Gaskarth was, and still is addicted to little, tiny clothing that he can dress his dick up with. He thinks it's because Jack gave him a Barbie doll when he was little, but he'll never admit it.
One day, when Alex was bored, he was sitting in his bunk with the little top hat in hand, staring at it intently. He really, really wanted to put it on his dick and play with it a bit, maybe jerk himself off when he was all done, but it was risky. All of the other band members were on the bus right now, and he couldn't get caught. They'd think he was crazy.
Alex was frustrated with the temptations, and his throbbing dick was begging him for the feeling of his hands all over it, but more importantly for the top hat to be on it. Alex bit his lip and he peeked out from his curtains to make sure that no one was in the area before he pulled down his pants and spread his hands over his pulsating member.
He strapped the tiny top hat onto the tip of his dick, moaning quietly in his mouth as he felt complete once more. It was almost as if his dick was having sex with the tiny piece of fabric, and he felt like he was in an even hornier state than he had been mere minutes ago.
He let his fingers graze over the tender flesh as he groaned, getting hard just from staring at his now complete, top hat-ed penis. He let out a small gasp as his fingers fisted tightly around the hardened dick, and he swallowed, sealing his lips shut as he proceeded to jerk off in the bunk.
The top hat quivered as his hand rushed up and down the burning hot piece of flesh, and Alex had to grip onto the bunk intently to keep from letting out an orgasmic moan as he jerked himself off. This was a perfect moment for him, or it would have been, until his curtains were snapped open.
"Hey dude, do you wanna-" Jack said as he looked into the bunk, his sentence instantly cutting off as he saw Alex nearly at his climax. Jack swallowed and Alex instantly dropped his member, pulling the top hat off of his dick before Jack could see it.
"Fuck, Jack!" Alex exclaimed as he looked up at the guitarist, instantly furious that he had to stop from jacking off right when he was about to come over everything in his bunk. "Knock Goddamnit!"
Jack said nothing as he stared at Alex, and Alex saw the bulge form in the man's pants instantly. No one said anything, but they both knew what was going to happen next. Jack clambered into the bunk awkwardly, pushing Alex down onto his stomach as he proceeded to take off his pants and shut the curtains at the same time.
There were no sounds coming from either of them as Jack stripped down to nothing. He didn't prepare Alex or himself, but merely shoved himself inside of the singer the second he was naked, leaving Alex to scream into his pillow as he felt the burning pain, but it soon turned to pleasure as Jack found his sweet spot.
He slammed into him in intensifying speeds as Alex scratched at the sheets, clawing as he tried to find a hold on something in the bunk. His teeth were biting down on the pillow to keep from letting out loud groans of pleasure, and on top of him, Jack was moaning quietly. Alex gasped as he felt his climax come right back to him within seconds, and he knew he wasn't going to be able to wait for Jack this time.
Three more thrusts and that was all Alex needed to come all over the sheets, his body covering itself with a light layer of sweat as the hot, sticky liquid escaped from his penis in a rush, and he moaned loudly into the pillow. This helped Jack along, and he was following Alex into orgasm soon after, releasing his load inside of the singer with a load moan.
They pressed up against each other as Jack pulled out of Alex wordlessly. His back was pressed up against the curtained window and he had pulled Alex next to him so that the boy's back was pressed to his chest. Alex was still panting as he gripped onto Jack's arms, covered in sweat and smelling like fresh sex, but he didn't care. He loved these moments, the after!gasm, where everything was perfect and nothing could ruin the glowing.
He was wrong about the ruining. "Lex, what's this?" Jack asked as he pulled the tiny top hat from underneath Alex's pillow, and Alex instantly reached to grab for it. "Wait," Jack said as he held it out of Alex's reach. "You had this on your dick when you were jacking off! You have a penis hat!"
"Shut up," Alex growled as he grabbed again for the hat, but Jack held it firmly out of his reach. "Give it back God damn it!" Jack merely chuckled and he pinned Alex down so that the boy couldn't flail for the hat again. Alex was prepared to scream bloody murder at his boyfriend, but the anger dissipated as Jack slipped the tiny top hat back onto Alex's dick.
"There," he said with a smile. "Right where it belongs, on the person with the freaky fetish." Alex looked down at the top hat and a tiny smile spread across his lips.
"Hey," he said as he looked at Jack. "At least I don't have a puking fetish or whatever that is. I would never want you to puke on me."
Jack grinned. "Well that's good. Can I name Alex Junior's top hat?" Alex shrugged as he looked at Jack, not really caring. He was just happy that his boyfriend didn't have a problem with his creepy fetish. "Awesome," Jack said with a smile. "I'm going to name it Shannon."
"Why Shannon?" Alex asked as he looked at him with an eyebrow raised.
"How the hell do I know?" Jack replied. "It just looks like a Shannon!"
"It's a top hat Jack," Alex commented as he laughed. "Top hats don't look like people."
"Lies!" Jack insisted, but he was laughing now too, and he fell onto Alex, pressing a smiling kiss to the boy's lips. "Shannon the Top Hat."
"Fine," Alex said as he pulled him back into the kiss. He clung onto Jack, and they fell back into their emotional moments that they always had after sex, forgetting about their stupid discussion while Shannon, the dick hat chilled right where it belonged.
Author: alifeofourown
Pairing: Alex Gaskarth/Jack Barakat (All Time Low)
Rating: Mature/NC-17
Summary: It was something about feeling like Brendon Urie in that one video that they had released in their very first days of being a band that made Alex smile.
Warnings: Sex, Fetishes, Insanity, Top Hats
Dedication: tabberwoky for drawing the awesome picture that this fic is based on that can be found HERE (because she has it locked on her livejournal),
lifeisafantasy2 for letting me use her chat box to write this in (yes, i wrote the entire thing on AIM) and to
havah24601 for being inspiring and my source of relief. Thank you bbs for being amazing!
Disclaimer: If Alex and Jack were in my house and I owned them, I'd be watching them do this rather than writing about it.
But then again, they're owned by Disney, so this would never happen.
Keep your eyes peeled for the ALL TIME LOW 3-D EXPERIENCE guys!
Author's Notes: Uh...yeah...I don't even remember writing this really, which explains why when I went back over it a first time, I was like, wait, WTF!? Aside from that, it's based off of that pretty picture up in my Dedication section. ENJOY!
Alex had a secret, a thing that he would never tell anyone else in the world. He would never admit this to anyone, no one in the world, but he had a problem. Alex mothafuckin Gaskarth liked to dress up his dick.
It started off simply. One day, he poked a hole through a neon-colored condom that he had put on just for the hell of it, and he realized just how awesome it was. It made him feel like the coolest motherfucker in the world because his penis had something all the other penises in the world didn't; it had clothing.
Soon enough, Alex was out buying miniature clothing for his penis. Little dresses and shirts would be hidden in his socks when they were on tour and at night, when no one was around, he would pull them out, dressing up his dick. Sometimes, he even went far enough to draw on little tiny faces with eyeliner that he had stolen from Hayley Williams when he had seen her last, but that wasn't something that he liked doing often. Just on the occasion.
Alex's favorite piece of dick clothing though was a tiny top hat that strapped onto the very tip of his dick. He had no idea why though. It was something about feeling like Brendon Urie in that one video that they had released in their very first days of being a band that made Alex smile. His dick hat. That was the most important part of him.
Alex had grown so comfortable with wearing the tiny hat on the edge of his dick that he would even leave it on during concerts, and lucky for him, no one realized that there was a tiny bulge in his pants where the little hat lay on top of his always hard dick. Hell, Alex couldn't help it that he was a guy. Sex on the brain was just an unfortunate thing that came with the program. Alex had to keep his secret fetish quiet from the rest of the band though, because if any of them knew, he'd be screwed for life. No one normal wore hats on their dicks. That was just crazy talk.
He had to even keep it quiet from his boyfriend Jack, which was very difficult, because he had to remove the tiny hat before Jack ever managed to unbutton his pants (yes, he always went commando), so he'd often have to plan in advance like remove the tiny hat right after shows, because the second they were done packing up, Jack usually had his hands in Alex's pants faster than anything.
It was his secret, an awkward secret, but his secret nonetheless. Alex Gaskarth was, and still is addicted to little, tiny clothing that he can dress his dick up with. He thinks it's because Jack gave him a Barbie doll when he was little, but he'll never admit it.
One day, when Alex was bored, he was sitting in his bunk with the little top hat in hand, staring at it intently. He really, really wanted to put it on his dick and play with it a bit, maybe jerk himself off when he was all done, but it was risky. All of the other band members were on the bus right now, and he couldn't get caught. They'd think he was crazy.
Alex was frustrated with the temptations, and his throbbing dick was begging him for the feeling of his hands all over it, but more importantly for the top hat to be on it. Alex bit his lip and he peeked out from his curtains to make sure that no one was in the area before he pulled down his pants and spread his hands over his pulsating member.
He strapped the tiny top hat onto the tip of his dick, moaning quietly in his mouth as he felt complete once more. It was almost as if his dick was having sex with the tiny piece of fabric, and he felt like he was in an even hornier state than he had been mere minutes ago.
He let his fingers graze over the tender flesh as he groaned, getting hard just from staring at his now complete, top hat-ed penis. He let out a small gasp as his fingers fisted tightly around the hardened dick, and he swallowed, sealing his lips shut as he proceeded to jerk off in the bunk.
The top hat quivered as his hand rushed up and down the burning hot piece of flesh, and Alex had to grip onto the bunk intently to keep from letting out an orgasmic moan as he jerked himself off. This was a perfect moment for him, or it would have been, until his curtains were snapped open.
"Hey dude, do you wanna-" Jack said as he looked into the bunk, his sentence instantly cutting off as he saw Alex nearly at his climax. Jack swallowed and Alex instantly dropped his member, pulling the top hat off of his dick before Jack could see it.
"Fuck, Jack!" Alex exclaimed as he looked up at the guitarist, instantly furious that he had to stop from jacking off right when he was about to come over everything in his bunk. "Knock Goddamnit!"
Jack said nothing as he stared at Alex, and Alex saw the bulge form in the man's pants instantly. No one said anything, but they both knew what was going to happen next. Jack clambered into the bunk awkwardly, pushing Alex down onto his stomach as he proceeded to take off his pants and shut the curtains at the same time.
There were no sounds coming from either of them as Jack stripped down to nothing. He didn't prepare Alex or himself, but merely shoved himself inside of the singer the second he was naked, leaving Alex to scream into his pillow as he felt the burning pain, but it soon turned to pleasure as Jack found his sweet spot.
He slammed into him in intensifying speeds as Alex scratched at the sheets, clawing as he tried to find a hold on something in the bunk. His teeth were biting down on the pillow to keep from letting out loud groans of pleasure, and on top of him, Jack was moaning quietly. Alex gasped as he felt his climax come right back to him within seconds, and he knew he wasn't going to be able to wait for Jack this time.
Three more thrusts and that was all Alex needed to come all over the sheets, his body covering itself with a light layer of sweat as the hot, sticky liquid escaped from his penis in a rush, and he moaned loudly into the pillow. This helped Jack along, and he was following Alex into orgasm soon after, releasing his load inside of the singer with a load moan.
They pressed up against each other as Jack pulled out of Alex wordlessly. His back was pressed up against the curtained window and he had pulled Alex next to him so that the boy's back was pressed to his chest. Alex was still panting as he gripped onto Jack's arms, covered in sweat and smelling like fresh sex, but he didn't care. He loved these moments, the after!gasm, where everything was perfect and nothing could ruin the glowing.
He was wrong about the ruining. "Lex, what's this?" Jack asked as he pulled the tiny top hat from underneath Alex's pillow, and Alex instantly reached to grab for it. "Wait," Jack said as he held it out of Alex's reach. "You had this on your dick when you were jacking off! You have a penis hat!"
"Shut up," Alex growled as he grabbed again for the hat, but Jack held it firmly out of his reach. "Give it back God damn it!" Jack merely chuckled and he pinned Alex down so that the boy couldn't flail for the hat again. Alex was prepared to scream bloody murder at his boyfriend, but the anger dissipated as Jack slipped the tiny top hat back onto Alex's dick.
"There," he said with a smile. "Right where it belongs, on the person with the freaky fetish." Alex looked down at the top hat and a tiny smile spread across his lips.
"Hey," he said as he looked at Jack. "At least I don't have a puking fetish or whatever that is. I would never want you to puke on me."
Jack grinned. "Well that's good. Can I name Alex Junior's top hat?" Alex shrugged as he looked at Jack, not really caring. He was just happy that his boyfriend didn't have a problem with his creepy fetish. "Awesome," Jack said with a smile. "I'm going to name it Shannon."
"Why Shannon?" Alex asked as he looked at him with an eyebrow raised.
"How the hell do I know?" Jack replied. "It just looks like a Shannon!"
"It's a top hat Jack," Alex commented as he laughed. "Top hats don't look like people."
"Lies!" Jack insisted, but he was laughing now too, and he fell onto Alex, pressing a smiling kiss to the boy's lips. "Shannon the Top Hat."
"Fine," Alex said as he pulled him back into the kiss. He clung onto Jack, and they fell back into their emotional moments that they always had after sex, forgetting about their stupid discussion while Shannon, the dick hat chilled right where it belonged.