p0rn ficlet | Spencer/Brendon/Shane | 900 words | NC-17
There really isn't any reason for me to post this, but I haven't posted porn in ages so what the heck.
Spencer/Brendon/Shane | 900 words of blowjobs (NC-17!) | for leatherteal
Maybe it's because Shane's watching, but Brendon even messier about it than usual, slurping loudly as he slides his mouth up Spencer's cock. He's giving a self-indulgent blowjob, rubbing his tongue over the head of Spencer's cock just so that he can feel it in his mouth. Letting Spencer's dick push into the cushion of his cheek. His hand slides wetly over Spencer's cock. It's not even that he likes this except how sometimes he really does. He sucks Spencer's cock loudly and he makes a mess of it, saliva sliding down his chin until he's sticky all along his cheeks down to his neck. He kind of likes it better that he's wearing a t-shirt, because he can make a mess of that, too. He's going to jerk Spencer off and get it all over his face and onto his clothes as well, just because it's that kind of night.
He takes Spencer's cock in deep even though he knows it'll make him gag, and when Spencer's dick hits the back of his throat, he doesn't try to cover the sound. He chokes and pulls back and even more spit slides down his face.
Shane's been sort of. Whatever. Shane's been sort of whatever since he moved in with Regan, and now he's all the way over on the other side of the room, but Brendon doesn't even care. He's giving this trainwreck of a blowjob and it's awesome. Like throwing a basket of clean laundry all over the floor of his bedroom just because he can.
He holds Spencer's dick in one hand and twists his head around to say, "Are you going to get over here or what?" Like, whatever, he doesn't even care, but if Shane wants to come over, Brendon will totally blow them both at once because it's horrible and awesome and a rush. His face hurts already and it's like, yeah.
Yeah, and then Shane comes over, his hands all hesitant at his sides, so Brendon says, "Just do it already," and Shane unzips his pants.
Brendon leaves his hand on Spencer's dick while he mouths at Shane's, and it's great because Spencer rocks forward slowly and Brendon doesn't even have to do anything, just keeps his hand tight. He switches over, sucks on Spencer's cock and leaves his hand around Shane's. Shane doesn't move, but that's okay. Spencer's been waiting longer. Spencer's thighs are all wet from the mess Brendon has made; his pants too, since Brendon only pushed them down far enough to get Spencer's cock out.
Brendon holds Shane's cock and sucks hard on Spencer, making it wet and noisy. Shane finally jerks in his hand just as he's got Spencer's dick all the way to the back of his mouth, and that distracts him enough that he starts to gag. He slides off and moves over to Shane's dick, a trail of saliva hanging in between his mouth and Spencer's dick when he pulls away. Ha, such a mess, and then he sucks Shane's dick and it's just as wet and just as messy.
Shane's hand grips his hair. His fingers twist tightly but he's got a whole handful of hair so it doesn't even hurt, not in that sharp annoying way, anyway. It's just this hard tug and it's good so Brendon sucks even harder.
Shane pulls his hair a little tighter and pushes his dick in a little deeper and Brendon lets him, and then he blinks up at Spencer and twists his hand over the head of Spencer's dick. It's too much to think about everything at once, so he doesn't. Trying to figure out how it all fits together hasn't worked out so well, anyway. Better like this, when he does what he can and doesn't worry about the times when it still falls short.
Spencer's fingers catch Brendon's wrist and hold on tightly, like he really doesn't want Brendon to move away. Brendon holds on, squeezes Spencer tightly as Spencer fucks his hand. He pulls of Shane's dick just at the end, when he hears Spencer make that sharp gasping noise. He touches his lips to his hand and just the head of Spencer's dick slides into his mouth each time Spencer jerks forward. Spencer makes the noise again and starts to come. Brendon hates swallowing, but he doesn't care about having come on his skin. He doesn't care that Spencer mostly comes in his mouth either, not tonight. He sucks Spencer through it just because he can make Spencer go noisy by tonguing the head of his dick and sucking in long, slow pulses.
He spits when he finally pulls of Spencer's dick, pursing his lips and letting it slide down his face before he opens his mouth again for Shane's cock. Brendon's knees are starting to hurt, his calves cramping up. He opens up his throat and hopes Shane knows that means it's time to come soon, asshole.
But then Spencer drops to the floor, too. Rests his head softly on Brendon's shoulder and he reaches into Brendon's pants. He's breathing hard still, but in this kind of deep, happy way, and his hand is nice and tight on Brendon's dick.
And maybe this is okay, too: Spencer pressed warm against his side, and Shane's hand steady against the back of Brendon's head. This kind of touch and this kind of rush.
Spencer/Brendon/Shane | 900 words of blowjobs (NC-17!) | for leatherteal
Maybe it's because Shane's watching, but Brendon even messier about it than usual, slurping loudly as he slides his mouth up Spencer's cock. He's giving a self-indulgent blowjob, rubbing his tongue over the head of Spencer's cock just so that he can feel it in his mouth. Letting Spencer's dick push into the cushion of his cheek. His hand slides wetly over Spencer's cock. It's not even that he likes this except how sometimes he really does. He sucks Spencer's cock loudly and he makes a mess of it, saliva sliding down his chin until he's sticky all along his cheeks down to his neck. He kind of likes it better that he's wearing a t-shirt, because he can make a mess of that, too. He's going to jerk Spencer off and get it all over his face and onto his clothes as well, just because it's that kind of night.
He takes Spencer's cock in deep even though he knows it'll make him gag, and when Spencer's dick hits the back of his throat, he doesn't try to cover the sound. He chokes and pulls back and even more spit slides down his face.
Shane's been sort of. Whatever. Shane's been sort of whatever since he moved in with Regan, and now he's all the way over on the other side of the room, but Brendon doesn't even care. He's giving this trainwreck of a blowjob and it's awesome. Like throwing a basket of clean laundry all over the floor of his bedroom just because he can.
He holds Spencer's dick in one hand and twists his head around to say, "Are you going to get over here or what?" Like, whatever, he doesn't even care, but if Shane wants to come over, Brendon will totally blow them both at once because it's horrible and awesome and a rush. His face hurts already and it's like, yeah.
Yeah, and then Shane comes over, his hands all hesitant at his sides, so Brendon says, "Just do it already," and Shane unzips his pants.
Brendon leaves his hand on Spencer's dick while he mouths at Shane's, and it's great because Spencer rocks forward slowly and Brendon doesn't even have to do anything, just keeps his hand tight. He switches over, sucks on Spencer's cock and leaves his hand around Shane's. Shane doesn't move, but that's okay. Spencer's been waiting longer. Spencer's thighs are all wet from the mess Brendon has made; his pants too, since Brendon only pushed them down far enough to get Spencer's cock out.
Brendon holds Shane's cock and sucks hard on Spencer, making it wet and noisy. Shane finally jerks in his hand just as he's got Spencer's dick all the way to the back of his mouth, and that distracts him enough that he starts to gag. He slides off and moves over to Shane's dick, a trail of saliva hanging in between his mouth and Spencer's dick when he pulls away. Ha, such a mess, and then he sucks Shane's dick and it's just as wet and just as messy.
Shane's hand grips his hair. His fingers twist tightly but he's got a whole handful of hair so it doesn't even hurt, not in that sharp annoying way, anyway. It's just this hard tug and it's good so Brendon sucks even harder.
Shane pulls his hair a little tighter and pushes his dick in a little deeper and Brendon lets him, and then he blinks up at Spencer and twists his hand over the head of Spencer's dick. It's too much to think about everything at once, so he doesn't. Trying to figure out how it all fits together hasn't worked out so well, anyway. Better like this, when he does what he can and doesn't worry about the times when it still falls short.
Spencer's fingers catch Brendon's wrist and hold on tightly, like he really doesn't want Brendon to move away. Brendon holds on, squeezes Spencer tightly as Spencer fucks his hand. He pulls of Shane's dick just at the end, when he hears Spencer make that sharp gasping noise. He touches his lips to his hand and just the head of Spencer's dick slides into his mouth each time Spencer jerks forward. Spencer makes the noise again and starts to come. Brendon hates swallowing, but he doesn't care about having come on his skin. He doesn't care that Spencer mostly comes in his mouth either, not tonight. He sucks Spencer through it just because he can make Spencer go noisy by tonguing the head of his dick and sucking in long, slow pulses.
He spits when he finally pulls of Spencer's dick, pursing his lips and letting it slide down his face before he opens his mouth again for Shane's cock. Brendon's knees are starting to hurt, his calves cramping up. He opens up his throat and hopes Shane knows that means it's time to come soon, asshole.
But then Spencer drops to the floor, too. Rests his head softly on Brendon's shoulder and he reaches into Brendon's pants. He's breathing hard still, but in this kind of deep, happy way, and his hand is nice and tight on Brendon's dick.
And maybe this is okay, too: Spencer pressed warm against his side, and Shane's hand steady against the back of Brendon's head. This kind of touch and this kind of rush.