Nothing More Than A Casual Fuck (s/a)
Title: Nothing More Than A Casual Fuck
Author: jenniferc1994
Rating: NC-17
Pairing:Jalex
Summary:Uhh, Jack and Alex are at a party, and Jack drinks tequila.
Disclaimer:I do not own Jack or Alex or anyone from All Time low band or crew. Which sucks, by the way.
Author Notes: Sorry it's shorter than expected. First post, first slash, tell me how I did? <3
There was something about tequila that made his skin tingle in all the right places. The way it burned his throat and made him want to never drink it again, but he still did. Jack had a warm feeling in his chest and stomach and that warmth soon went straight to below his belt.
There he was, shirtless, drunk, and dancing. Alex fucking Gaskarth. The way his hips swayed to the shitty pop music blasting through the speakers and his hair stuck to his face. In just a few steps, Jack was behind him, grinding against him and running his hands over his sides. He could have sworn he heard Alex moan a little bit when his hands rubbed circles over his hips.
Jack wasn't sure if it was the alcohol, or if they were just sexually frustrated, but he wouldn't deny that having Alex up against him, kissing him for all he's worth, was an excellent feeling. The way their lips molded together and his tongue was soft and wet against his own. His hands were cold against the skin on the back of his neck.
Neither of them could really tell you how it got to this point, but they were now standing in the small bathroom pressed against each other. Their hands tugging at each others jeans that were too tight for their own good. Kisses were sloppy and their teeth clacked together every so often, and if Alex wasn't drunk he would be concerned about his now bleeding lip.
"Uhn, Jack." Alex moaned as the tent in their boxers rubbed against the other. Jack lifted the shorter boy onto the counter and stepped between his legs. Alex tugged at the strands of black and blonde hair and a groan escaped Jack's lips.
Jack tugged at Alex's boxers and pulled them off. Alex's hand went directly to his dick and rubbed his aching cock. His head tilted back, exposing his neck, mouth open in a perfect 'o' shape. Jack looked over the blonde boy and felt his dick switch at the sight.
"C'mere." Jack tugged on Alex's hand and he got off the counter, only to be spun around and bent over the sink. Alex took in his reflection, His hair stuck to his forehead, eyes droopy with lust and alcohol. Then, there was Jack. His hair stuck up in every direction, teeth gnawing at his lower lip and eyes darker than usual.
Alex opened his mouth to say something but it turned into a loud, porn star-like moan when he felt Jack insert two fingers. Jack smirked at Alex's reflection and began to slowly pump his fingers. Alex's knuckles were turning white from gripping the counter, his hips rocking back against Jack's fingers. He rested his head on the coolness of the counter as he turned to mush under Jack's touch.
"Feel good, baby?" Jack whispered into Alex's ear, nipping at his ear lobe. At this point, Alex could barely say something comprehensible, so he moaned and nodded his head.
Alex's head snapped up and his back arched when he felt a wave of pleasure pass through him. Jack had found that spot. The spot that turned Alex into a writhing, moaning, slut.
"Jack, just fuck me already." Alex moaned. Jack looked at Alex through the mirror, he looked so desperate, eyes pleading with lust.
Jack spit on his hand for lube and he watches Alex's face as he slowly pushes into the blonde boy's entrance. Alex eye brows furrow together, eyes shut tight and his teeth are biting the inside of his lip. Jack rubs circles over his hips and slowly rolls his hips when he was completely inside of the older boy.
After a minute or so of Jack being buried balls deep in Alex's ass, he feels Alex move his hips. He takes a breath so he doesn't cum right then and begins to move. He builds a pace and angles his thrusts to find Alex's prostate again. Alex makes a fist and slams it into the counter.
"Fuck! Right there, Jack. Uhn." Alex is moving his hips in time with Jack's now and both of them are moaning from the pleasure.
Jack takes a fistful of Alex's hair and tugs his head up. Their eyes meet in the mirror and Jack is just pounding him into oblivion. he just takes it, because to him, nothing gets him off faster than having a dick in him. Real, fake, or vibrating.
"You like that?" Jack growls to Alex, hitting his spot, making Alex close his eyes from the amount of pleasure he's feeling. His moans are strangled and Jack's thrusts are becoming sloppy.
Alex can feel the heat in his stomach slowly take over his whole being, but he just needed that push to get to the peak. Jack's short nails are raking down his spine, slowly and painfully.
"Cum for me, Lexy." Jack purrs into his ear, locking eyes in the mirror, and he's pretty sure Jack broke the skin on his back, but the fire burning through his body put that out of his mind.
Alex clawed at the counter top, trying to grab onto something to keep him grounded as he came, hard. He felt Jack fill him and he slumped against the counter coming down from his high. Jack used the counter as support as he tried to catch his breath. Alex looked up at Jack through his eye lashes and smirked.
"So, Jacky. Did you enjoy fucking your best friend?" Alex smirked as he buttoned his jeans.
"A little more than I should have, yes." Jack and Alex both smiled and shared one last kiss before leaving the bathroom.
Of course, your best friend is always there if you need a casual fuck.
Author: jenniferc1994
Rating: NC-17
Pairing:Jalex
Summary:Uhh, Jack and Alex are at a party, and Jack drinks tequila.
Disclaimer:I do not own Jack or Alex or anyone from All Time low band or crew. Which sucks, by the way.
Author Notes: Sorry it's shorter than expected. First post, first slash, tell me how I did? <3
There was something about tequila that made his skin tingle in all the right places. The way it burned his throat and made him want to never drink it again, but he still did. Jack had a warm feeling in his chest and stomach and that warmth soon went straight to below his belt.
There he was, shirtless, drunk, and dancing. Alex fucking Gaskarth. The way his hips swayed to the shitty pop music blasting through the speakers and his hair stuck to his face. In just a few steps, Jack was behind him, grinding against him and running his hands over his sides. He could have sworn he heard Alex moan a little bit when his hands rubbed circles over his hips.
Jack wasn't sure if it was the alcohol, or if they were just sexually frustrated, but he wouldn't deny that having Alex up against him, kissing him for all he's worth, was an excellent feeling. The way their lips molded together and his tongue was soft and wet against his own. His hands were cold against the skin on the back of his neck.
Neither of them could really tell you how it got to this point, but they were now standing in the small bathroom pressed against each other. Their hands tugging at each others jeans that were too tight for their own good. Kisses were sloppy and their teeth clacked together every so often, and if Alex wasn't drunk he would be concerned about his now bleeding lip.
"Uhn, Jack." Alex moaned as the tent in their boxers rubbed against the other. Jack lifted the shorter boy onto the counter and stepped between his legs. Alex tugged at the strands of black and blonde hair and a groan escaped Jack's lips.
Jack tugged at Alex's boxers and pulled them off. Alex's hand went directly to his dick and rubbed his aching cock. His head tilted back, exposing his neck, mouth open in a perfect 'o' shape. Jack looked over the blonde boy and felt his dick switch at the sight.
"C'mere." Jack tugged on Alex's hand and he got off the counter, only to be spun around and bent over the sink. Alex took in his reflection, His hair stuck to his forehead, eyes droopy with lust and alcohol. Then, there was Jack. His hair stuck up in every direction, teeth gnawing at his lower lip and eyes darker than usual.
Alex opened his mouth to say something but it turned into a loud, porn star-like moan when he felt Jack insert two fingers. Jack smirked at Alex's reflection and began to slowly pump his fingers. Alex's knuckles were turning white from gripping the counter, his hips rocking back against Jack's fingers. He rested his head on the coolness of the counter as he turned to mush under Jack's touch.
"Feel good, baby?" Jack whispered into Alex's ear, nipping at his ear lobe. At this point, Alex could barely say something comprehensible, so he moaned and nodded his head.
Alex's head snapped up and his back arched when he felt a wave of pleasure pass through him. Jack had found that spot. The spot that turned Alex into a writhing, moaning, slut.
"Jack, just fuck me already." Alex moaned. Jack looked at Alex through the mirror, he looked so desperate, eyes pleading with lust.
Jack spit on his hand for lube and he watches Alex's face as he slowly pushes into the blonde boy's entrance. Alex eye brows furrow together, eyes shut tight and his teeth are biting the inside of his lip. Jack rubs circles over his hips and slowly rolls his hips when he was completely inside of the older boy.
After a minute or so of Jack being buried balls deep in Alex's ass, he feels Alex move his hips. He takes a breath so he doesn't cum right then and begins to move. He builds a pace and angles his thrusts to find Alex's prostate again. Alex makes a fist and slams it into the counter.
"Fuck! Right there, Jack. Uhn." Alex is moving his hips in time with Jack's now and both of them are moaning from the pleasure.
Jack takes a fistful of Alex's hair and tugs his head up. Their eyes meet in the mirror and Jack is just pounding him into oblivion. he just takes it, because to him, nothing gets him off faster than having a dick in him. Real, fake, or vibrating.
"You like that?" Jack growls to Alex, hitting his spot, making Alex close his eyes from the amount of pleasure he's feeling. His moans are strangled and Jack's thrusts are becoming sloppy.
Alex can feel the heat in his stomach slowly take over his whole being, but he just needed that push to get to the peak. Jack's short nails are raking down his spine, slowly and painfully.
"Cum for me, Lexy." Jack purrs into his ear, locking eyes in the mirror, and he's pretty sure Jack broke the skin on his back, but the fire burning through his body put that out of his mind.
Alex clawed at the counter top, trying to grab onto something to keep him grounded as he came, hard. He felt Jack fill him and he slumped against the counter coming down from his high. Jack used the counter as support as he tried to catch his breath. Alex looked up at Jack through his eye lashes and smirked.
"So, Jacky. Did you enjoy fucking your best friend?" Alex smirked as he buttoned his jeans.
"A little more than I should have, yes." Jack and Alex both smiled and shared one last kiss before leaving the bathroom.
Of course, your best friend is always there if you need a casual fuck.