It's About Time
Title: It's About Time
Pairing: Joe/Nick
Rating: NC-17
Wordcount: 695
Warnings: Slash, underage, incest
Disclaimer: I don't own anything and I don't make any money from this
A/N: Written for xxbrizone's prompt at boyfriends_fic
Summary: After a show, Joe just can't control himself around Nick
Original prompt: Nick is like, all sweaty and sexy on stage, and Joe just can't handle it, and he gets another one of his famous infamous boners the whole time and so then like, when errbody is out celebrating (idek what they do after shows... You decide) Joe and Nick go to the bus and Joe fucks him into the couch and then like, Garbo or someone who knows that they are...~boyfriends walks in and it mentally scarred for life but it's like, funny...
Joe grabbed his little brother by the hips and shoved him onto the couch so he was laying face up, vulnerable.
“You’re such a tease, you know that?” he growled as he climbed on top of him, lips immediately finding Nick’s pulse. He sucked and nibbled at the perfect skin that just begged to be marked as he wasted no time reaching between them to undo Nick’s pants, shucking them down off his thighs, pulling his briefs along with them.
Nick whined deep in his throat and arched up, seeking friction but Joe ignored his movement. Instead, he just pulled back to undo his own pants, shoving them down until they were gathered around his thighs. His erection was already sticky with precome so he just reached down to smear it over his length, spreading Nick’s legs apart.
“Watching you up on stage… God, I was so hard Nick,” Joe ground out, looking down at his brother, watching the way his lids were half closed as he struggled to keep them open. His plump lower lip was trapped between his teeth as he panted, pushing back into Joe.
“Come on, Joe,” Nick whined. Joe moaned, loving when Nick got needy and demanding. He nodded and lined his cock up with Nick’s hole as he lifted the boy’s thigh and with one long thrust, he was suddenly balls deep in amazinghottightohgodheat. In unison, the two brothers cried out at the feeling, identical looks of pained pleasure on their faces.
“Shit,” Joe breathed, digging his fingers into Nick thigh as he pulled back, wasting no time in find a messy rhythm, thrusting deep into the younger boy beneath him. “So fucking hot, Nicky. So tight.”
The empty bus was filled with the sounds of wet skin slapping wet skin and their moans, perfectly harmonized in a way that only they could pull off. Cut of gasps and choked back groans were the signals of impending orgasms and when Nick reached between them to wrap his fingers around his short, thick cock to jerk himself off, the bus door swung open. Neither boy noticed Garbo step onto the bus, too lost in the demand of their bodies.
Garbo was the one sent to go find the brothers, something he didn’t mind since he was the only one that knew just how deep their relationship ran. If he found the two hiding somewhere to sneak a quick make out session, then it wouldn’t be the end of the world like if someone else did. He stood frozen in the middle of the bus, eyes so wide they hurt as he took in the scene in front of them.
Half dressed, Nick’s legs were wrapped around Joe’s hips, desperately moving his body against his brother’s as he frantically jerked himself off. Joe hips snapped forward, pushing his cock into his brother’s body over and over. Strangest of all, their foreheads were pressed together, just like they did backstage before every show but now it was like they were staring into each others’ souls, sharing their breath and egging each other to come first.
Garbo shuddered and stumbled off the bus, making sure the door locked behind him. Back inside the bus, Joe’s thrusts were losing any rhythm they had and he desperately rutted into Nick’s body, feeling his orgasm bristling just underneath his skin. He reached down to replace Nick’s hand with his own and with a couple of strong strokes, Nick was crying out, come spurting and drooling over Joe’s hand hitting his stomach. The way Nick’s ass clenched and squeezed around Joe as he came sent the older brother over the edge. He squeezed Nick’s thigh so hard he was bound to leave bruises as he buried himself deep inside Nick, coming. He gasped and squeezed his eyes shut as his body trembled with the force of his orgasm.
When he finally opened his eyes, he was breathing heavily, taking in large gulps of air. Underneath him, Nick’s body had gone soft and limp, exhausted as he was struggling to keep his eyes open. “I love you, Nicky,” Joe panted.
“I love you too, Joey,” Nick said sleepily.
Pairing: Joe/Nick
Rating: NC-17
Wordcount: 695
Warnings: Slash, underage, incest
Disclaimer: I don't own anything and I don't make any money from this
A/N: Written for xxbrizone's prompt at boyfriends_fic
Summary: After a show, Joe just can't control himself around Nick
Original prompt: Nick is like, all sweaty and sexy on stage, and Joe just can't handle it, and he gets another one of his famous infamous boners the whole time and so then like, when errbody is out celebrating (idek what they do after shows... You decide) Joe and Nick go to the bus and Joe fucks him into the couch and then like, Garbo or someone who knows that they are...~boyfriends walks in and it mentally scarred for life but it's like, funny...
Joe grabbed his little brother by the hips and shoved him onto the couch so he was laying face up, vulnerable.
“You’re such a tease, you know that?” he growled as he climbed on top of him, lips immediately finding Nick’s pulse. He sucked and nibbled at the perfect skin that just begged to be marked as he wasted no time reaching between them to undo Nick’s pants, shucking them down off his thighs, pulling his briefs along with them.
Nick whined deep in his throat and arched up, seeking friction but Joe ignored his movement. Instead, he just pulled back to undo his own pants, shoving them down until they were gathered around his thighs. His erection was already sticky with precome so he just reached down to smear it over his length, spreading Nick’s legs apart.
“Watching you up on stage… God, I was so hard Nick,” Joe ground out, looking down at his brother, watching the way his lids were half closed as he struggled to keep them open. His plump lower lip was trapped between his teeth as he panted, pushing back into Joe.
“Come on, Joe,” Nick whined. Joe moaned, loving when Nick got needy and demanding. He nodded and lined his cock up with Nick’s hole as he lifted the boy’s thigh and with one long thrust, he was suddenly balls deep in amazinghottightohgodheat. In unison, the two brothers cried out at the feeling, identical looks of pained pleasure on their faces.
“Shit,” Joe breathed, digging his fingers into Nick thigh as he pulled back, wasting no time in find a messy rhythm, thrusting deep into the younger boy beneath him. “So fucking hot, Nicky. So tight.”
The empty bus was filled with the sounds of wet skin slapping wet skin and their moans, perfectly harmonized in a way that only they could pull off. Cut of gasps and choked back groans were the signals of impending orgasms and when Nick reached between them to wrap his fingers around his short, thick cock to jerk himself off, the bus door swung open. Neither boy noticed Garbo step onto the bus, too lost in the demand of their bodies.
Garbo was the one sent to go find the brothers, something he didn’t mind since he was the only one that knew just how deep their relationship ran. If he found the two hiding somewhere to sneak a quick make out session, then it wouldn’t be the end of the world like if someone else did. He stood frozen in the middle of the bus, eyes so wide they hurt as he took in the scene in front of them.
Half dressed, Nick’s legs were wrapped around Joe’s hips, desperately moving his body against his brother’s as he frantically jerked himself off. Joe hips snapped forward, pushing his cock into his brother’s body over and over. Strangest of all, their foreheads were pressed together, just like they did backstage before every show but now it was like they were staring into each others’ souls, sharing their breath and egging each other to come first.
Garbo shuddered and stumbled off the bus, making sure the door locked behind him. Back inside the bus, Joe’s thrusts were losing any rhythm they had and he desperately rutted into Nick’s body, feeling his orgasm bristling just underneath his skin. He reached down to replace Nick’s hand with his own and with a couple of strong strokes, Nick was crying out, come spurting and drooling over Joe’s hand hitting his stomach. The way Nick’s ass clenched and squeezed around Joe as he came sent the older brother over the edge. He squeezed Nick’s thigh so hard he was bound to leave bruises as he buried himself deep inside Nick, coming. He gasped and squeezed his eyes shut as his body trembled with the force of his orgasm.
When he finally opened his eyes, he was breathing heavily, taking in large gulps of air. Underneath him, Nick’s body had gone soft and limp, exhausted as he was struggling to keep his eyes open. “I love you, Nicky,” Joe panted.
“I love you too, Joey,” Nick said sleepily.