What Have I done?!
I have broken 1000 words! I have also written porn for the first time! Who the hell does a threesome their first time? Me apparently. Oh the gifts I give my darling wifey, I am so very sorry; You deserve much more.
Title: My thoughts were so loud, I couldn't hear my mouth.
Pairing: Bob/Gerard/Spencer, Bob/Spencer
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Title belongs to Modest Mouse.
He had known from the very beginning that it was a ridiculous notion. It was something he could never have, so why should he even bother thinking about it when it was never going to happen? He knew this; he told himself whenever he caught his mind wandering off in that direction, every time he saw them together, Gerard was never going to have either of them because Spencer belonged to Bob, and vice versa.
They were the perfect couple, powerful, talented, attractive; they had everything going for them once Spencer turned eighteen. Everyone wanted to envy them but they couldn’t help but be happy for the two who were so in love. Even Gerard was happy for them, even if Spencer’s smile made him want to draw puppies and kittens and angels -the normal kind even- until the end of all time, and just the sight of Bob’s arms had been turning Gerard’s legs to jelly since Spencer was going through puberty. They were perfect.
Over the years, it got easier to ignore. He was able to crush down the overwhelming jealousy at the sight of Bob’s hand possessively over Spencer’s hip, sweep aside the longing he felt when Spencer turned his face into Bob’s neck to press a whisper of a kiss against his skin. Gerard was a grown man, he could deal with those feelings in a rational, adult manner, he wasn’t some teenage girl who sulked over in corners and wrote angsty love poems no matter what Frank says! He is a dirty, filthy liar who cannot be trusted no matter what he says he’s seen.
Throughout all of those years of Gerard pining for the couple, he has never been exposed to anything more than casual displays of affection...until now. Frozen in the doorway, he stares at the pair on the bed with wide eyes; Spencer’s shirt is undone, restricting his arms and revealing his bare chest to the chill of the air-conditioned room as he pants beneath the larger man’s form. Bob’s shirt however has been taken clear off his body and thrown to the floor, red nail marks standing out sharply on his pale back. Both are staring back at the older man in the doorway, one slightly amused, the other caught between thrilled and nervous.
“Come inside Gerard, you’re letting everyone in on the show,” Bob says, a playful smirk upon his lips as he moves back onto his haunches, giving the boy below him room to breathe.
“I have to- But, I’m- Oh, I coul- You guys a-“ Gerard stutters, flustered, catching himself taking a step into the room and forcing himself to take another back. He cannot deal with this. See it, hear it, be a part of it, nothing. It would simultaneously give him everything he had ever hoped for and leave him broken beyond repair if he did.
“Please, Gerard... Join us?” Spencer’s simple request is what breaks him. It is clearly cheating on their part though if you ask Gerard. How could he refuse Spencer anything when he looks so thoroughly debauched, all that bare skin on display, lips swollen, cheeks red...Filthy cheaters, the both of them.
Upon fully entering the room and closing the door, Gerard is met with Bob. Wonderful, strong, gruff, sexy Bob taking Gerard’s face in his hands and pressing their mouths together. The stubble donning Bob’s cheeks offsets the plush warmth of his mouth and Gerard positively shivers at the contrast as his tongue delves in between parted lips. A noise from the direction of the bed draws their attention away from each other, Bob with deft fingers ridding Gerard of unnecessary layers, and Gerard adding his own marks on top of Spencer’s on Bob’s skin. Spencer, in his impatience has stripped down completely and spread himself out upon the sheets, palming his cock as he watches the two older men with darkened eyes.
Gerard positively whimpers at the sight, torn between continuing to ravage Bob and -well there’s an idea...Bob solves the problem by tugging him over to the bed, obviously believing that to be a few feet away from a naked Spencer is to be too far from him.
With a satisfied smile, Spencer presses up against Gerard, locking their lips together in a heated kiss, his tongue dipping greedily into Gerard’s mouth, stealing his breath away. A roll of fluid hips rips a moan from Gerard’s throat, throwing his head back with eyes closed, and causes Spencer’s smile to grow devious.
Bob firmly smacks the youngest on the ass to get his attention, “All fours babe, foreplay’s over,” he says, taking control before the situation gets out of hand.
Spencer scrambles up to press himself against Bob, kissing him in the same manner as he had Gerard, “I want to suck you off while he fucks me,” the boy admits, smile back in place as he bends down to rest on his elbows, eager to please.
Bob beckons Gerard over to situate himself behind Spencer while the other works on opening the lube. “He’s talked about this you know, us, like this. Begged for it practically,” Bob says, slicking up a single finger before pressing it to Spencer’s entrance, the boy tensing shortly at the cold shock.
“And you?” Gerard asks with a swallow, watching Bob’s finger finally breach Spencer’s body, slowly sliding all the way in with a twist. “Do you, uh- do you want m- this?” Spencer has dropped his head, whimpering already, with just a single finger inside of him, pushing back for more, writhing on it.
“Gerard, fuck, of course I want you. This wouldn’t be happening if I didn’t. Now help me out here before he finishes all on his own,” Bob demands, sending Gerard fumbling for the lube and forcing his way inside right next to Bob, groaning at the hottightheat and the thought of how it will feel around more intimate areas.
It only takes a few minutes of stroking and prodding at Spencer’s inner walls before he is begging in earnest, “Please! Please, I- I need- Oh fuck, Gerard. Fuck me. Fuck me, please- Bob, please!” writhing on their fingers, his hands gripped in the bed sheets, and lips bitten red. Bob is the one who moves first, his digit slipping free of the boy’s grasp as he moves to wrap s lube soaked hand around Gerard’s cock. Gerard shudders, falling back against the larger man’s chest as he strokes once, twice, three times and lets go.
“Do I have to do all of the work for you?” Bob asks with a smirk, watching Gerard stay still. “That ass can be put to much better use than that,” too turned on to be embarrassed by the comment, Gerard lines up, pressing the head against Spencer’s entrance for only a moment before sliding in. Three simultaneous moans fill the room as Gerard’s hips meet with skin, Spencer clenching madly around him, and Bob staring unabashedly at the sight of them from his new place on the bed: Directly in front of Spencer’s mouth.
The youngest licks his lips before surging forward, tongue circling the head before sealing his lips tightly and sucking as hard as he can manage without proper leverage. Gerard grips tightly on Spencer’s hips, pulling him back slightly before regaining speed in his thrusts, restricting how much of Bob he is able to take at once. With narrowed eyes in Gerard’s direction, Bob tangles his fingers in Spencer’s hair, tilting the boy’s head back before fucking his mouth.
No one would be able to last long in this situation and Gerard is no exception. It isn’t long before the feeling of Spencer clenching tightly around him and seeing Bob’s face twisted in pleasure, a flush starting high on his cheeks and trailing down his chest, becomes too much. He drops against Spencer’s back, biting down upon skin to muffle his moans as he empties himself into the boy. Panting, Gerard falls back to the foot of the bed, watching, enraptured as Bob thrusts deeply into Spencer’s mouth, only a few times more before his orgasm takes hold, Spencer following without ever having been touched.
For a few minutes the only sound heard is panting, all desperate to regain their breath as one out of the three finally collapses down onto the sheets below him. “Next time, I’m on top, you inconsiderate jerks,” Spencer huffs, breaking the silence.
There’s going to be a next time? Fuck yes.
AN: Please comment? Especially if I failed at this, it is something I feel I should be informed of.
Title: My thoughts were so loud, I couldn't hear my mouth.
Pairing: Bob/Gerard/Spencer, Bob/Spencer
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Title belongs to Modest Mouse.
He had known from the very beginning that it was a ridiculous notion. It was something he could never have, so why should he even bother thinking about it when it was never going to happen? He knew this; he told himself whenever he caught his mind wandering off in that direction, every time he saw them together, Gerard was never going to have either of them because Spencer belonged to Bob, and vice versa.
They were the perfect couple, powerful, talented, attractive; they had everything going for them once Spencer turned eighteen. Everyone wanted to envy them but they couldn’t help but be happy for the two who were so in love. Even Gerard was happy for them, even if Spencer’s smile made him want to draw puppies and kittens and angels -the normal kind even- until the end of all time, and just the sight of Bob’s arms had been turning Gerard’s legs to jelly since Spencer was going through puberty. They were perfect.
Over the years, it got easier to ignore. He was able to crush down the overwhelming jealousy at the sight of Bob’s hand possessively over Spencer’s hip, sweep aside the longing he felt when Spencer turned his face into Bob’s neck to press a whisper of a kiss against his skin. Gerard was a grown man, he could deal with those feelings in a rational, adult manner, he wasn’t some teenage girl who sulked over in corners and wrote angsty love poems no matter what Frank says! He is a dirty, filthy liar who cannot be trusted no matter what he says he’s seen.
Throughout all of those years of Gerard pining for the couple, he has never been exposed to anything more than casual displays of affection...until now. Frozen in the doorway, he stares at the pair on the bed with wide eyes; Spencer’s shirt is undone, restricting his arms and revealing his bare chest to the chill of the air-conditioned room as he pants beneath the larger man’s form. Bob’s shirt however has been taken clear off his body and thrown to the floor, red nail marks standing out sharply on his pale back. Both are staring back at the older man in the doorway, one slightly amused, the other caught between thrilled and nervous.
“Come inside Gerard, you’re letting everyone in on the show,” Bob says, a playful smirk upon his lips as he moves back onto his haunches, giving the boy below him room to breathe.
“I have to- But, I’m- Oh, I coul- You guys a-“ Gerard stutters, flustered, catching himself taking a step into the room and forcing himself to take another back. He cannot deal with this. See it, hear it, be a part of it, nothing. It would simultaneously give him everything he had ever hoped for and leave him broken beyond repair if he did.
“Please, Gerard... Join us?” Spencer’s simple request is what breaks him. It is clearly cheating on their part though if you ask Gerard. How could he refuse Spencer anything when he looks so thoroughly debauched, all that bare skin on display, lips swollen, cheeks red...Filthy cheaters, the both of them.
Upon fully entering the room and closing the door, Gerard is met with Bob. Wonderful, strong, gruff, sexy Bob taking Gerard’s face in his hands and pressing their mouths together. The stubble donning Bob’s cheeks offsets the plush warmth of his mouth and Gerard positively shivers at the contrast as his tongue delves in between parted lips. A noise from the direction of the bed draws their attention away from each other, Bob with deft fingers ridding Gerard of unnecessary layers, and Gerard adding his own marks on top of Spencer’s on Bob’s skin. Spencer, in his impatience has stripped down completely and spread himself out upon the sheets, palming his cock as he watches the two older men with darkened eyes.
Gerard positively whimpers at the sight, torn between continuing to ravage Bob and -well there’s an idea...Bob solves the problem by tugging him over to the bed, obviously believing that to be a few feet away from a naked Spencer is to be too far from him.
With a satisfied smile, Spencer presses up against Gerard, locking their lips together in a heated kiss, his tongue dipping greedily into Gerard’s mouth, stealing his breath away. A roll of fluid hips rips a moan from Gerard’s throat, throwing his head back with eyes closed, and causes Spencer’s smile to grow devious.
Bob firmly smacks the youngest on the ass to get his attention, “All fours babe, foreplay’s over,” he says, taking control before the situation gets out of hand.
Spencer scrambles up to press himself against Bob, kissing him in the same manner as he had Gerard, “I want to suck you off while he fucks me,” the boy admits, smile back in place as he bends down to rest on his elbows, eager to please.
Bob beckons Gerard over to situate himself behind Spencer while the other works on opening the lube. “He’s talked about this you know, us, like this. Begged for it practically,” Bob says, slicking up a single finger before pressing it to Spencer’s entrance, the boy tensing shortly at the cold shock.
“And you?” Gerard asks with a swallow, watching Bob’s finger finally breach Spencer’s body, slowly sliding all the way in with a twist. “Do you, uh- do you want m- this?” Spencer has dropped his head, whimpering already, with just a single finger inside of him, pushing back for more, writhing on it.
“Gerard, fuck, of course I want you. This wouldn’t be happening if I didn’t. Now help me out here before he finishes all on his own,” Bob demands, sending Gerard fumbling for the lube and forcing his way inside right next to Bob, groaning at the hottightheat and the thought of how it will feel around more intimate areas.
It only takes a few minutes of stroking and prodding at Spencer’s inner walls before he is begging in earnest, “Please! Please, I- I need- Oh fuck, Gerard. Fuck me. Fuck me, please- Bob, please!” writhing on their fingers, his hands gripped in the bed sheets, and lips bitten red. Bob is the one who moves first, his digit slipping free of the boy’s grasp as he moves to wrap s lube soaked hand around Gerard’s cock. Gerard shudders, falling back against the larger man’s chest as he strokes once, twice, three times and lets go.
“Do I have to do all of the work for you?” Bob asks with a smirk, watching Gerard stay still. “That ass can be put to much better use than that,” too turned on to be embarrassed by the comment, Gerard lines up, pressing the head against Spencer’s entrance for only a moment before sliding in. Three simultaneous moans fill the room as Gerard’s hips meet with skin, Spencer clenching madly around him, and Bob staring unabashedly at the sight of them from his new place on the bed: Directly in front of Spencer’s mouth.
The youngest licks his lips before surging forward, tongue circling the head before sealing his lips tightly and sucking as hard as he can manage without proper leverage. Gerard grips tightly on Spencer’s hips, pulling him back slightly before regaining speed in his thrusts, restricting how much of Bob he is able to take at once. With narrowed eyes in Gerard’s direction, Bob tangles his fingers in Spencer’s hair, tilting the boy’s head back before fucking his mouth.
No one would be able to last long in this situation and Gerard is no exception. It isn’t long before the feeling of Spencer clenching tightly around him and seeing Bob’s face twisted in pleasure, a flush starting high on his cheeks and trailing down his chest, becomes too much. He drops against Spencer’s back, biting down upon skin to muffle his moans as he empties himself into the boy. Panting, Gerard falls back to the foot of the bed, watching, enraptured as Bob thrusts deeply into Spencer’s mouth, only a few times more before his orgasm takes hold, Spencer following without ever having been touched.
For a few minutes the only sound heard is panting, all desperate to regain their breath as one out of the three finally collapses down onto the sheets below him. “Next time, I’m on top, you inconsiderate jerks,” Spencer huffs, breaking the silence.
There’s going to be a next time? Fuck yes.
AN: Please comment? Especially if I failed at this, it is something I feel I should be informed of.