Pointless Fic: Justin's A Pervert... Author: David/blueboxers Pairing: Justin, Kevin/Lance, AU Beta'd by: moonsparkletear
*moan* Justin's blue eyes bolted open in the middle of the night when he heard the first muffled moan come through the wall. All he could think was, 'No, not tonight! I have to work tomorrow...' *moan*
'Damn, they're like bunnies. Don't they ever stop fucking?' Justin pulled his fluffy pillow over his ears, trying desperately to block out the sounds of his roommates fucking. It worked all of five minutes, before the sound of their bed hitting the shared wall started.
*thud* *thud* One morning, Justin snuck into their room and tied padding to their bed frame. The padding only inspired Kevin and Lance to fuck harder.
"Oh, god... so tight..." Kevin's muffled voice penetrated the wall. The mental image of Kevin fucking Lance missionary style flashed through Justin's head and arousal flowed to his soft dick.
"Harder, you know I like it hard..." Lance moaned back. Justin gripped his pillow, pulled it away from his head and moved it over his groin. He pressed it down hard to fight the urge to grab his hardening dick.
*thud* *thud* Images kept flashing in Justin's mind. Maybe they were doing it doggy-style? Justin pictured Lance on his hands and knees as Kevin gripped his hips and slammed in. Or maybe Lance gripped hard on the headboard with his knuckles turning white from the strain, his mouth open just a little and pushing back to impale himself on Kevin's dick.
*moan* Justin threw the blankets from his body, letting the pillow fall to the floor, ran his hands on his chest, gripping at his wifebeater and rubbing his nipples. He was losing the battle and enjoying the voyeuristic event. Part of him, his hard dick, wanted to go into the next room and watch.
"Oh, fuck yeah!" Justin's right hand trailed down his abs, as the thought of Kevin's dick moving in and out of Lance's ass. He figured Kevin was at least eight inches, from the time he walked in on them while they were fucking in the shower. Hey, he had to pee... badly. It wasn't like the shower door was frosted or anything.
"Oh, you're so big..." Justin imagined Lance's ass hole stretching to fit Kevin. Justin teased the treasure trail down his abs with his fingers. His hand found its way into the waistband of his blue boxers. There was no fighting the urge when you're as hard as Justin was.
*thud* *thud* Justin grabbed his leaking dick in his boxers and gave it a loving squeeze. He tugged on his hard dick in tune with the fucking rhythm of his roommates. He jerked down the left leg of his boxers fast and hard. Sweat beaded oh his forehead, his chest rose and fell with every pant of breath, and his arms strained as he jerked off.
*moan* Justin spread his legs as his orgasm formed. His breath was quick. His strokes were long and rough. He stopped a few times to rub the head of his dick with his thumb. His boxers wet from all the leaking pre-cum. He didn't realize he was moaning, or the fact that he could be heard in the next room.
*thud* *thud *thud* The rhythmic bouncing of bed hitting wall increased with Justin's moans. His bed springs squeaking with each stroke. Sweat soaked his wifebeater and he squeezed his eyes shut in an attempt to hold off his impending orgasm. His dick throbbed with need, his heart was pounding in his chest and he thrusted his hips up in the air, as the heels of his feet dug into the mattress. He stroked and stroked.
One loud thud and a scream of pleasure pushed Justin beyond the breaking point and he came hard and fast in his boxers. His breath held and his toes curled as the warm liquid shot down into his boxers. Warmth spread over him and every muscle in his body shook. He laid in the afterglow of his orgasm. The only sound was the sound of his heart beating.
The bed squeaked as Justin pushed off his sticky boxers and pulled off his sweaty wifebeater. His heart almost shot out of his chest when there was a sudden pounding of a fist on the wall and Lance yelled, "Damn, Justin, that was hot! Thanks!"
Author: David/blueboxers
Pairing: Justin, Kevin/Lance, AU
Beta'd by: moonsparkletear
*moan* Justin's blue eyes bolted open in the middle of the night when he heard the first muffled moan come through the wall. All he could think was, 'No, not tonight! I have to work tomorrow...' *moan*
'Damn, they're like bunnies. Don't they ever stop fucking?' Justin pulled his fluffy pillow over his ears, trying desperately to block out the sounds of his roommates fucking. It worked all of five minutes, before the sound of their bed hitting the shared wall started.
*thud* *thud* One morning, Justin snuck into their room and tied padding to their bed frame. The padding only inspired Kevin and Lance to fuck harder.
"Oh, god... so tight..." Kevin's muffled voice penetrated the wall. The mental image of Kevin fucking Lance missionary style flashed through Justin's head and arousal flowed to his soft dick.
"Harder, you know I like it hard..." Lance moaned back. Justin gripped his pillow, pulled it away from his head and moved it over his groin. He pressed it down hard to fight the urge to grab his hardening dick.
*thud* *thud* Images kept flashing in Justin's mind. Maybe they were doing it doggy-style? Justin pictured Lance on his hands and knees as Kevin gripped his hips and slammed in. Or maybe Lance gripped hard on the headboard with his knuckles turning white from the strain, his mouth open just a little and pushing back to impale himself on Kevin's dick.
*moan* Justin threw the blankets from his body, letting the pillow fall to the floor, ran his hands on his chest, gripping at his wifebeater and rubbing his nipples. He was losing the battle and enjoying the voyeuristic event. Part of him, his hard dick, wanted to go into the next room and watch.
"Oh, fuck yeah!" Justin's right hand trailed down his abs, as the thought of Kevin's dick moving in and out of Lance's ass. He figured Kevin was at least eight inches, from the time he walked in on them while they were fucking in the shower. Hey, he had to pee... badly. It wasn't like the shower door was frosted or anything.
"Oh, you're so big..." Justin imagined Lance's ass hole stretching to fit Kevin. Justin teased the treasure trail down his abs with his fingers. His hand found its way into the waistband of his blue boxers. There was no fighting the urge when you're as hard as Justin was.
*thud* *thud* Justin grabbed his leaking dick in his boxers and gave it a loving squeeze. He tugged on his hard dick in tune with the fucking rhythm of his roommates. He jerked down the left leg of his boxers fast and hard. Sweat beaded oh his forehead, his chest rose and fell with every pant of breath, and his arms strained as he jerked off.
*moan* Justin spread his legs as his orgasm formed. His breath was quick. His strokes were long and rough. He stopped a few times to rub the head of his dick with his thumb. His boxers wet from all the leaking pre-cum. He didn't realize he was moaning, or the fact that he could be heard in the next room.
*thud* *thud *thud* The rhythmic bouncing of bed hitting wall increased with Justin's moans. His bed springs squeaking with each stroke. Sweat soaked his wifebeater and he squeezed his eyes shut in an attempt to hold off his impending orgasm. His dick throbbed with need, his heart was pounding in his chest and he thrusted his hips up in the air, as the heels of his feet dug into the mattress. He stroked and stroked.
One loud thud and a scream of pleasure pushed Justin beyond the breaking point and he came hard and fast in his boxers. His breath held and his toes curled as the warm liquid shot down into his boxers. Warmth spread over him and every muscle in his body shook. He laid in the afterglow of his orgasm. The only sound was the sound of his heart beating.
The bed squeaked as Justin pushed off his sticky boxers and pulled off his sweaty wifebeater. His heart almost shot out of his chest when there was a sudden pounding of a fist on the wall and Lance yelled, "Damn, Justin, that was hot! Thanks!"
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