Day 6: The Point Is Probably Moot, Jesse's Girl, Narrator, R
Title: The Point Is Probably Moot
Author: joanne_c
Fandom or Genre: Jesse's Girl (the song)
Pairing or Character: Narrator, fantasy Jesse/Patty/Narrator.
Rating/Warnings: R
Disclaimer: The song Jesse's Girl is Rick Springfield's and not mine. The characters used are based on characters in the song and music video but I made up the motivations and situations in the story.
A/N: Sixth fic for the mmom challenge. I swear I'm not trying to do ever more obscure fandoms for the challenge, it's just turning out that way. Also fyi, in the beginning of the music video for Jesse's Girl, it can be seen that the Jesse character is graffiti-ing "Patty is Jesse's girl" on the wall. That is why I have used the name Patty in the story. And much as I'm having fun slashing the song, I've never seen the queer subtext to it. I may be odd.
Summary: Being in love with your best friend and not being able to tell him is one thing. Being in love with your best friend and his girl? Even worse.
Jesse's my best friend. I've known him since we were eight years old, and I would do anything for him. Anything. He's an amazing guy, and I love him. Yeah. Like that which is a whole different thing from our friendship. But I do.
And I know he wouldn't be into that, I do. He's not into guys. At least I don't think he is... there's been a few times... well, they could be wondering, I'll admit that. I'm too scared to try and draw him out, in case it's only me thinking this.
I thought it'd change when he got a girl. That I'd get past it, be able to find my own - I'm not interested in any guy who isn't Jesse, I know that much. Tried that, figured out it was substitution.
But he had to hook up with Patty, didn't he? Hottest girl I've ever seen, figure to die for - Playboy models don't hold a candle to a real girl like Patty. Blonde hair and the sweetest voice and her eyes... a guy could get lost in her eyes.
Yeah. I want her too. Like the Jesse thing wasn't enough I had to fall in love with Jesse's girl too. You'd think I could've done something a little less self-destructive, but no.
I even wonder if it'd make a difference if I told her I loved her. If she'd leave him for me. But I couldn't do that to Jesse, even if she felt the same - which I don't think she does, I don't think Patty can see anyone who's not Jesse.
I know the feeling, after all. Well, almost. I can't see anyone who isn't Jesse and Patty.
Yeah. And. I'd be up for that. I know it's not exactly conventional but hell, I love them both, of course I've thought about it.
I even wonder if I could get them to have a threesome. At least I'd know what it was like. But that'd hurt more. Knowing what it was like and not getting it. I think, anyway. It hurts so much already... can it really hurt more? Don't want to take a chance anyway. I'm not that masochistic.
So I try - not letting her know I am. I practice all my lines on her, pretending it's for a girl I haven't met yet. She doesn't know how much I mean them... and she never will.
And Jesse won't know... not ever... how much he means to me. I can't risk his friendship.
Oh but I wonder how it would be if... if he did ever find out. If I told him... I've played it over in my head a hundred times. Jerked off to it... it's the only fantasy that really works any more.
I'll imagine telling him, his hugging me, saying it's okay, he feels the same. As I'm stroking my cock, making myself feel good, I'll imagine it's his hand, and even sometimes his mouth, on me. I'll stroke slow at first, playing the fantasy out. Jesse and me... and Patty comes in on us. Sometimes she's there from the start, but I like when she comes in... and she just looks at us wide-eyed. Then, she nods, and kisses me. I'm gasping, thinking about her lips and that one glance I once got at her tits when she was stripping to change into a bathing suit. I looked away, not wanting to be caught. But god, I'd love to fuck her tits... while Jesse was inside her pussy... oh fuck that's one of my favourite fantasies... fucking those sweet tits and having Jesse touch me, yeah... god. That can make me come so hard...
And I come back to myself after all these fantasies, hand on my cock, covered in sticky come. It's all a fantasy, it's never going to happen.
Because Patty is Jesse's girl. Not mine. And they have no idea. And never will. That's all I can give them.
End.
Full lyrics of Jesse's Girl as performed by Rick Springfield.
Jesse is a friend,
Yeah I know he's been a good friend of mine
But lately something's changed
It ain't hard to define
Jesse's got himself a girl
And I want to make her mine
And she's watching him with those eyes
And she's lovin' him with that body, I just know it!
And he's holding her in his arms late, late at night
You know I wish that I had Jesse's girl
I wish that I had Jesse's girl
Where can I find a woman like that?
I'll play along with the charade
There doesn't seem to be a reason to change
You know I feel so dirty when they start talking cute
I wanna tell her that I love but the point is probably moot
'Cause she's watching him with those eyes
And she's lovin' him with that body, I just know it!
And he's holding her in his arms late, late at night
You know I wish that I had Jesse's girl
I wish that I had Jesse's girl
Where can I find a woman like that?
Like Jesse's girl
I wish that I had Jesse's girl
Where can I find a woman...
Where can I find a woman like that?
And I'm lookin' in the mirror all the time
Wonderin' what she don't see in me
I've been funny; I've been cool with the lines
Ain't that the way love's supposed to be?
Tell me why can't I find a woman like that?
You know I wish that I had Jesse's girl
I wish that I had Jesse's girl
Where can I find a woman like that?
Like Jesse's girl
I wish that I had Jesse's girl
I want, I want Jesse's girl
Author: joanne_c
Fandom or Genre: Jesse's Girl (the song)
Pairing or Character: Narrator, fantasy Jesse/Patty/Narrator.
Rating/Warnings: R
Disclaimer: The song Jesse's Girl is Rick Springfield's and not mine. The characters used are based on characters in the song and music video but I made up the motivations and situations in the story.
A/N: Sixth fic for the mmom challenge. I swear I'm not trying to do ever more obscure fandoms for the challenge, it's just turning out that way. Also fyi, in the beginning of the music video for Jesse's Girl, it can be seen that the Jesse character is graffiti-ing "Patty is Jesse's girl" on the wall. That is why I have used the name Patty in the story. And much as I'm having fun slashing the song, I've never seen the queer subtext to it. I may be odd.
Summary: Being in love with your best friend and not being able to tell him is one thing. Being in love with your best friend and his girl? Even worse.
Jesse's my best friend. I've known him since we were eight years old, and I would do anything for him. Anything. He's an amazing guy, and I love him. Yeah. Like that which is a whole different thing from our friendship. But I do.
And I know he wouldn't be into that, I do. He's not into guys. At least I don't think he is... there's been a few times... well, they could be wondering, I'll admit that. I'm too scared to try and draw him out, in case it's only me thinking this.
I thought it'd change when he got a girl. That I'd get past it, be able to find my own - I'm not interested in any guy who isn't Jesse, I know that much. Tried that, figured out it was substitution.
But he had to hook up with Patty, didn't he? Hottest girl I've ever seen, figure to die for - Playboy models don't hold a candle to a real girl like Patty. Blonde hair and the sweetest voice and her eyes... a guy could get lost in her eyes.
Yeah. I want her too. Like the Jesse thing wasn't enough I had to fall in love with Jesse's girl too. You'd think I could've done something a little less self-destructive, but no.
I even wonder if it'd make a difference if I told her I loved her. If she'd leave him for me. But I couldn't do that to Jesse, even if she felt the same - which I don't think she does, I don't think Patty can see anyone who's not Jesse.
I know the feeling, after all. Well, almost. I can't see anyone who isn't Jesse and Patty.
Yeah. And. I'd be up for that. I know it's not exactly conventional but hell, I love them both, of course I've thought about it.
I even wonder if I could get them to have a threesome. At least I'd know what it was like. But that'd hurt more. Knowing what it was like and not getting it. I think, anyway. It hurts so much already... can it really hurt more? Don't want to take a chance anyway. I'm not that masochistic.
So I try - not letting her know I am. I practice all my lines on her, pretending it's for a girl I haven't met yet. She doesn't know how much I mean them... and she never will.
And Jesse won't know... not ever... how much he means to me. I can't risk his friendship.
Oh but I wonder how it would be if... if he did ever find out. If I told him... I've played it over in my head a hundred times. Jerked off to it... it's the only fantasy that really works any more.
I'll imagine telling him, his hugging me, saying it's okay, he feels the same. As I'm stroking my cock, making myself feel good, I'll imagine it's his hand, and even sometimes his mouth, on me. I'll stroke slow at first, playing the fantasy out. Jesse and me... and Patty comes in on us. Sometimes she's there from the start, but I like when she comes in... and she just looks at us wide-eyed. Then, she nods, and kisses me. I'm gasping, thinking about her lips and that one glance I once got at her tits when she was stripping to change into a bathing suit. I looked away, not wanting to be caught. But god, I'd love to fuck her tits... while Jesse was inside her pussy... oh fuck that's one of my favourite fantasies... fucking those sweet tits and having Jesse touch me, yeah... god. That can make me come so hard...
And I come back to myself after all these fantasies, hand on my cock, covered in sticky come. It's all a fantasy, it's never going to happen.
Because Patty is Jesse's girl. Not mine. And they have no idea. And never will. That's all I can give them.
End.
Full lyrics of Jesse's Girl as performed by Rick Springfield.
Jesse is a friend,
Yeah I know he's been a good friend of mine
But lately something's changed
It ain't hard to define
Jesse's got himself a girl
And I want to make her mine
And she's watching him with those eyes
And she's lovin' him with that body, I just know it!
And he's holding her in his arms late, late at night
You know I wish that I had Jesse's girl
I wish that I had Jesse's girl
Where can I find a woman like that?
I'll play along with the charade
There doesn't seem to be a reason to change
You know I feel so dirty when they start talking cute
I wanna tell her that I love but the point is probably moot
'Cause she's watching him with those eyes
And she's lovin' him with that body, I just know it!
And he's holding her in his arms late, late at night
You know I wish that I had Jesse's girl
I wish that I had Jesse's girl
Where can I find a woman like that?
Like Jesse's girl
I wish that I had Jesse's girl
Where can I find a woman...
Where can I find a woman like that?
And I'm lookin' in the mirror all the time
Wonderin' what she don't see in me
I've been funny; I've been cool with the lines
Ain't that the way love's supposed to be?
Tell me why can't I find a woman like that?
You know I wish that I had Jesse's girl
I wish that I had Jesse's girl
Where can I find a woman like that?
Like Jesse's girl
I wish that I had Jesse's girl
I want, I want Jesse's girl