Give Up/Joick/M
Title: Give Up
Rating: M-m-matuuree!
Warning: Graphic sex, incest, Nick being a tease/minx?
Summary: What happens when two of the Jonai let their stubbornness get in the way
Disclaimer: I don't own these young men. Oh, but the things I would do the them if I did >:D WHAT. I would make them cookies and get them all fat ^_^
A/N: First thing I've actually like, written on my own in a while. My "ability" to write smut is def. lacking D: & any mistakes are my fault! I need to proofread my fics :|
It was his entire fault, completely his fault. If only he hadn't laughed, or stretched right in front of him; if only he hadn't been so fucking gorgeous he wouldn't be thinking these things. He wouldn't be impossibly close to just giving up and going straight into his room and giving him was he deserved.
If only he hadn’t given him that look that said, “Fuck me.” If only he hadn’t licked his lips then bit down gently on his full, pink lip then he wouldn’t even be like this. But he did, Joe swears he did on purpose. Joe swears on his grandma’s life that Nick was doing it on purpose. Nobody just happens to act like that. That kind of shit is never just, part of a person.
Unless they’re a stripper or something, and the last time Joe checked, Nick didn’t have a night job or whatever the fuck people are calling it these days. So now, Joe sat in his room, staring at his door, trying really hard not to just get up and go to Nick’s room and give it to him. Joe knew Nick wanted it, anybody who watched Nick interact with his older brother would know that he wanted it.
The way his hand lingered a little too long on Joe’s shoulder. The way he ‘accidentally’ bumped Joe’s crotch when they were pushing through crowds of screaming girls. The way Joe would catch him staring and Nick wouldn’t even look away; he’d just stare that much harder, like he was daring Joe to go molest him right where they were.
The most recent incident is what was making Joe contemplate such things as of right now. They had been coming home from the premiere of their movie, everyone was tired from being out all night and yet Nick managed to pull a little stunt on their way to the car. To anyone besides Nick or Joe it would just seem like an accident, but it so wasn’t.
Joe had been climbing into the back of the car when Nick’s hand ‘accidentally’ bumped against Joe’s barely there behind. Except he totally didn’t, it was more like he just reached up and played a little game of grab-ass. Joe nearly yelped when he felt a hand grabbing at him but bit it back and quickly stumbled in. It was almost a miracle that nobody noticed.
So when they were sitting in the car - which was dark inside because like people actually bother with turning the lights on in cars - and Nick was sitting next to Joe, he slid his right hand onto Joe’s thigh. It slipped down to his inner thigh and straight to his crotch, talk about not wasting any time.
Joe’s eyes had widened and he looked over at Nick, who just so happened to be leaning his head against his hand and his elbow was propped up against the part where the window and door meet, and he was looking out the window, looking tired. The older brother swallowed thickly and looked back ahead only to feel Nick’s hand slid over his growing erection and press down lightly.
The small amount of pressure had made Joe bit his lip and exhale harshly, trying to keep calm. Nick’s hand didn’t let up, instead he rubbed and pressed harder which caused Joe to fold his hand together, his fingers digging into the back of his hands. Nick was just being mean now; he was dragging the heel of his palm over the protruding length of Joe and would cup him and rub him and just - fuck, what was his problem?
Joe’s self control was winding down shockingly fast, and before he lost it and just humped Nick to next Tuesday he grabbed his younger brother’s wrist and wrenched his hand away. He was not going to jizz in his pants like some prepubescent boy; and right when he thought that, he thought of that video, ‘Jizz in My Pants’ and almost laughed.
Nick didn’t respond to Joe, although, when he looked over at Nick, the brother in question was smirking ever so slightly. Joe shook his head slightly; his brother was such a skank sometimes. Joe just held Nick’s hand, their fingers threaded together with his thumb gently rubbing over the back of his hand for the rest of the way home.
When they arrived, the brothers got out of the car, Kevin saying ‘Goodnight’ and then going to his room and then Joe and Nick to their own rooms. So now we have Joe, still sitting on his bed, staring at his door. He wanted to go to Nick, but thought that maybe his brother didn’t deserve it after how he’d been acting lately.
But then again, Nick ]always teased him. Nick was always doing crap like this, and Joe always gave in. But not tonight, oh no. Joe would just settle for his hand and go to sleep as if nothing had ever happened. If Nick wanted it, he was going to have to come to Joe.
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The next day was, interesting. Nick hardly talked to Joe, hardly looked at Joe, and hardly touched Joe. The older brother was expecting this after what he did - or didn’t do - last night.
By the end of the day, even though Joe really, really wanted to just throw Nick on the floor and fuck him senseless, he refused to do so. He was too stubborn and like he had said, or, thought, he was going to make Nick come to him.
But the problem was, this went on for a whole three months. No sex, no hand jobs, no kisses, not even any teasing for three months. By the end of this time, Joe’s patience and drive was nearly nonexistent. He spent his nights jacking off to thoughts of his gorgeous little brother. Imagining him writhing, moaning, sweaty and panting, begging for more.
Right now, Joe was in his room, like always and he was trying to distract himself by maybe writing a new song? He didn’t even know. It was just random words and crap. He was more than surprised, and more than happy when Nick suddenly just barged in and shut the door behind him and locked it.
Joe recognized the look in Nick’s eyes, well, kind of. It was that needy look, except times like, ten. Joe closed his notebook and dropped it on the floor beside his bed and sat up straight, looking at Nick who was leaning against his door, hands spread out flat against the wood.
“Nick?” Joe asked, a little hesitant as to what would happen.
Instead of getting a real answer, Nick peeled himself away from the door and walked towards Joe. He was in some old shirt and sweats, his hair was messy and his neck was flushed. Joe saw Nick swallow and saw the way his eyes darkened.
“Are… are you okay?” Joe questioned, licking his lips a little nervously.
Then he was completely taken by surprise when Nick just like, pounced on him. His mouth pressing harshly against Joe and his lips rubbing against his brothers’, who moaned quietly and slid his hands up and into Nick’s curly hair. He tugged him closer and his tongue slid out and ran along Nick’s lips, which parted and welcomed the wet, hot muscle.
Nick was now straddling Joe, his hands up Joe’s shirt where he gently tweaked his nipples until they were hard and then he pulled away to practically rip their shirts off and he went down to kiss and suck Joe’s neck.
“Let me fuck you,” Nick mumbled against Joe’s neck, licking and kissing random spots between the words.
Joe was already too far-gone to even care. He nodded and whined what he hoped sounded like an ‘okay’. He felt his face start to heat up and he arched gently against Nick who had now migrated down to his chest, and his hands were pushing Joe’s pants down to reveal the fact that Joe wasn’t wearing underwear and that just made Nick want him that much more.
Joe kicked his pants off and bent his leg slightly so that his thigh was rubbing against Nick’s crotch. Nick moaned and quickly got off the bed to rid himself of his pants and underwear, letting them fall to the ground before he went back to his place between Joe’s legs. He leaned down to kiss Joe roughly, bruising his lips slightly as he rolled his hips against Joe’s so that their cocks rubbed together.
The two moaned in unison and their actions sped up, their dicks now consistently sliding together. Joe was panting and his fingers curled into the comforter on his bed and he just wanted Nick already. Like, now would be nice.
“Nick, Nick, Nick just- … just fuck me already,” Joe groaned, his legs spread as he was the one writhing, moaning, panting, and begging for more. When in the hell did he end up in this position? Oh yeah, when he agreed to let his brother fuck him.
In the back of his mind he wondered if anyone was home. They probably were home alone, especially if Nick was asking to be on top 'cause he knew how vocal Joe could get. Nick quickly reached into the first drawer of his nightstand, pulling out the lube and wasted no time in coating himself thoroughly.
“Do… do I really need to stretch you?” Nick asked, breathing a little labored as he looked down at Joe.
Joe shook his head and Nick put the lube back and motioned for Joe to get on his hands and knees. The older brother did so and leaned down on his elbows so that his ass was in the air and his knees were spread, offering himself completely to his brother.
Joe felt Nick’s hands on his lower back and hardly any time later he felt Nick’s thick cock sliding into him. Joe almost started shaking just from feeling the amazing feeling after so long. His head fell into his hands as he let out a low whine and after a few moments of staying still - thankfully Nick had taken the time so Joe could adjust - before he pushed back.
Nick groaned quietly and pulled out only to shoved back in all the way, which made Joe cry out and push himself back onto Nick wantonly. They started up a quick but steady rhythm. Nick would pull out almost all the way and thrust back and Joe would moan or whine with lust. His hands where shaking from the feelings and he couldn’t control the sounds he was making.
“Oh, fuck yes, Nick! Oh god, right there, right there.” Joe moaned loudly, arching up and shoving back onto Nick, his eyes shut and his hands clutching the blanket beneath him.
Nick was completely lost in how tight, and hot, and just, amazing Joe felt. His walls tightening around him every time he jabbed his prostate. His hands were gripping Joe’s hips and he would pull him back when he pushed forward to try and get as deep as possible.
He felt a familiar tightening feeling in his balls and then the shocks that pooled in his gut. It had been too long and he knew he wouldn’t last much more, especially not with the way Joe was moaning and trying to practically impale himself on Nick.
“Fuck, baby, you’re so good,” Nick panted right before he came into Joe, his hips jerking forward and his toes curling. He leaned back, licking his lips as he continued to spurt into his brother. Joe moaned loudly and then came onto his bed, not even caring if it stained; nothing some bleach could (hopefully) get rid of.
The two brothers calmed themselves down, Nick’s hands resting gently on Joe’s lower back and Joe’s head resting against his arms. Nick pulled out, earning a little wince from Joe and fell back onto the bed. Nick watched his brother and his eye twitched when he saw come and lube dripping out from Joe’s hole.
Nick sat up and wiped it away because it was bugging him and then leaned back onto the bed, waiting patiently for Joe to come back to him. When he did so, he simply crawled over to Nick and lay down next to him and wrapped his arms around his brother’s waist.
Joe nuzzled his face against Nick’s side and sighed quietly. The younger brother’s hand found it’s way into Joe’s soft hair and he absentmindedly ran his fingers through his dark locks and would lightly scratch his scalp. He unknowingly lulled his brother to sleep and felt his heart flutter when he saw Joe completely knocked out, drooling a little onto Nick’s side and his arms still locked tight around Nick’s waist.
After seeing his brother like this and after tonight, he reminded himself to not let himself get so stubborn that he went three months without sex.
Rating: M-m-matuuree!
Warning: Graphic sex, incest, Nick being a tease/minx?
Summary: What happens when two of the Jonai let their stubbornness get in the way
Disclaimer: I don't own these young men. Oh, but the things I would do the them if I did >:D WHAT. I would make them cookies and get them all fat ^_^
A/N: First thing I've actually like, written on my own in a while. My "ability" to write smut is def. lacking D: & any mistakes are my fault! I need to proofread my fics :|
It was his entire fault, completely his fault. If only he hadn't laughed, or stretched right in front of him; if only he hadn't been so fucking gorgeous he wouldn't be thinking these things. He wouldn't be impossibly close to just giving up and going straight into his room and giving him was he deserved.
If only he hadn’t given him that look that said, “Fuck me.” If only he hadn’t licked his lips then bit down gently on his full, pink lip then he wouldn’t even be like this. But he did, Joe swears he did on purpose. Joe swears on his grandma’s life that Nick was doing it on purpose. Nobody just happens to act like that. That kind of shit is never just, part of a person.
Unless they’re a stripper or something, and the last time Joe checked, Nick didn’t have a night job or whatever the fuck people are calling it these days. So now, Joe sat in his room, staring at his door, trying really hard not to just get up and go to Nick’s room and give it to him. Joe knew Nick wanted it, anybody who watched Nick interact with his older brother would know that he wanted it.
The way his hand lingered a little too long on Joe’s shoulder. The way he ‘accidentally’ bumped Joe’s crotch when they were pushing through crowds of screaming girls. The way Joe would catch him staring and Nick wouldn’t even look away; he’d just stare that much harder, like he was daring Joe to go molest him right where they were.
The most recent incident is what was making Joe contemplate such things as of right now. They had been coming home from the premiere of their movie, everyone was tired from being out all night and yet Nick managed to pull a little stunt on their way to the car. To anyone besides Nick or Joe it would just seem like an accident, but it so wasn’t.
Joe had been climbing into the back of the car when Nick’s hand ‘accidentally’ bumped against Joe’s barely there behind. Except he totally didn’t, it was more like he just reached up and played a little game of grab-ass. Joe nearly yelped when he felt a hand grabbing at him but bit it back and quickly stumbled in. It was almost a miracle that nobody noticed.
So when they were sitting in the car - which was dark inside because like people actually bother with turning the lights on in cars - and Nick was sitting next to Joe, he slid his right hand onto Joe’s thigh. It slipped down to his inner thigh and straight to his crotch, talk about not wasting any time.
Joe’s eyes had widened and he looked over at Nick, who just so happened to be leaning his head against his hand and his elbow was propped up against the part where the window and door meet, and he was looking out the window, looking tired. The older brother swallowed thickly and looked back ahead only to feel Nick’s hand slid over his growing erection and press down lightly.
The small amount of pressure had made Joe bit his lip and exhale harshly, trying to keep calm. Nick’s hand didn’t let up, instead he rubbed and pressed harder which caused Joe to fold his hand together, his fingers digging into the back of his hands. Nick was just being mean now; he was dragging the heel of his palm over the protruding length of Joe and would cup him and rub him and just - fuck, what was his problem?
Joe’s self control was winding down shockingly fast, and before he lost it and just humped Nick to next Tuesday he grabbed his younger brother’s wrist and wrenched his hand away. He was not going to jizz in his pants like some prepubescent boy; and right when he thought that, he thought of that video, ‘Jizz in My Pants’ and almost laughed.
Nick didn’t respond to Joe, although, when he looked over at Nick, the brother in question was smirking ever so slightly. Joe shook his head slightly; his brother was such a skank sometimes. Joe just held Nick’s hand, their fingers threaded together with his thumb gently rubbing over the back of his hand for the rest of the way home.
When they arrived, the brothers got out of the car, Kevin saying ‘Goodnight’ and then going to his room and then Joe and Nick to their own rooms. So now we have Joe, still sitting on his bed, staring at his door. He wanted to go to Nick, but thought that maybe his brother didn’t deserve it after how he’d been acting lately.
But then again, Nick ]always teased him. Nick was always doing crap like this, and Joe always gave in. But not tonight, oh no. Joe would just settle for his hand and go to sleep as if nothing had ever happened. If Nick wanted it, he was going to have to come to Joe.
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The next day was, interesting. Nick hardly talked to Joe, hardly looked at Joe, and hardly touched Joe. The older brother was expecting this after what he did - or didn’t do - last night.
By the end of the day, even though Joe really, really wanted to just throw Nick on the floor and fuck him senseless, he refused to do so. He was too stubborn and like he had said, or, thought, he was going to make Nick come to him.
But the problem was, this went on for a whole three months. No sex, no hand jobs, no kisses, not even any teasing for three months. By the end of this time, Joe’s patience and drive was nearly nonexistent. He spent his nights jacking off to thoughts of his gorgeous little brother. Imagining him writhing, moaning, sweaty and panting, begging for more.
Right now, Joe was in his room, like always and he was trying to distract himself by maybe writing a new song? He didn’t even know. It was just random words and crap. He was more than surprised, and more than happy when Nick suddenly just barged in and shut the door behind him and locked it.
Joe recognized the look in Nick’s eyes, well, kind of. It was that needy look, except times like, ten. Joe closed his notebook and dropped it on the floor beside his bed and sat up straight, looking at Nick who was leaning against his door, hands spread out flat against the wood.
“Nick?” Joe asked, a little hesitant as to what would happen.
Instead of getting a real answer, Nick peeled himself away from the door and walked towards Joe. He was in some old shirt and sweats, his hair was messy and his neck was flushed. Joe saw Nick swallow and saw the way his eyes darkened.
“Are… are you okay?” Joe questioned, licking his lips a little nervously.
Then he was completely taken by surprise when Nick just like, pounced on him. His mouth pressing harshly against Joe and his lips rubbing against his brothers’, who moaned quietly and slid his hands up and into Nick’s curly hair. He tugged him closer and his tongue slid out and ran along Nick’s lips, which parted and welcomed the wet, hot muscle.
Nick was now straddling Joe, his hands up Joe’s shirt where he gently tweaked his nipples until they were hard and then he pulled away to practically rip their shirts off and he went down to kiss and suck Joe’s neck.
“Let me fuck you,” Nick mumbled against Joe’s neck, licking and kissing random spots between the words.
Joe was already too far-gone to even care. He nodded and whined what he hoped sounded like an ‘okay’. He felt his face start to heat up and he arched gently against Nick who had now migrated down to his chest, and his hands were pushing Joe’s pants down to reveal the fact that Joe wasn’t wearing underwear and that just made Nick want him that much more.
Joe kicked his pants off and bent his leg slightly so that his thigh was rubbing against Nick’s crotch. Nick moaned and quickly got off the bed to rid himself of his pants and underwear, letting them fall to the ground before he went back to his place between Joe’s legs. He leaned down to kiss Joe roughly, bruising his lips slightly as he rolled his hips against Joe’s so that their cocks rubbed together.
The two moaned in unison and their actions sped up, their dicks now consistently sliding together. Joe was panting and his fingers curled into the comforter on his bed and he just wanted Nick already. Like, now would be nice.
“Nick, Nick, Nick just- … just fuck me already,” Joe groaned, his legs spread as he was the one writhing, moaning, panting, and begging for more. When in the hell did he end up in this position? Oh yeah, when he agreed to let his brother fuck him.
In the back of his mind he wondered if anyone was home. They probably were home alone, especially if Nick was asking to be on top 'cause he knew how vocal Joe could get. Nick quickly reached into the first drawer of his nightstand, pulling out the lube and wasted no time in coating himself thoroughly.
“Do… do I really need to stretch you?” Nick asked, breathing a little labored as he looked down at Joe.
Joe shook his head and Nick put the lube back and motioned for Joe to get on his hands and knees. The older brother did so and leaned down on his elbows so that his ass was in the air and his knees were spread, offering himself completely to his brother.
Joe felt Nick’s hands on his lower back and hardly any time later he felt Nick’s thick cock sliding into him. Joe almost started shaking just from feeling the amazing feeling after so long. His head fell into his hands as he let out a low whine and after a few moments of staying still - thankfully Nick had taken the time so Joe could adjust - before he pushed back.
Nick groaned quietly and pulled out only to shoved back in all the way, which made Joe cry out and push himself back onto Nick wantonly. They started up a quick but steady rhythm. Nick would pull out almost all the way and thrust back and Joe would moan or whine with lust. His hands where shaking from the feelings and he couldn’t control the sounds he was making.
“Oh, fuck yes, Nick! Oh god, right there, right there.” Joe moaned loudly, arching up and shoving back onto Nick, his eyes shut and his hands clutching the blanket beneath him.
Nick was completely lost in how tight, and hot, and just, amazing Joe felt. His walls tightening around him every time he jabbed his prostate. His hands were gripping Joe’s hips and he would pull him back when he pushed forward to try and get as deep as possible.
He felt a familiar tightening feeling in his balls and then the shocks that pooled in his gut. It had been too long and he knew he wouldn’t last much more, especially not with the way Joe was moaning and trying to practically impale himself on Nick.
“Fuck, baby, you’re so good,” Nick panted right before he came into Joe, his hips jerking forward and his toes curling. He leaned back, licking his lips as he continued to spurt into his brother. Joe moaned loudly and then came onto his bed, not even caring if it stained; nothing some bleach could (hopefully) get rid of.
The two brothers calmed themselves down, Nick’s hands resting gently on Joe’s lower back and Joe’s head resting against his arms. Nick pulled out, earning a little wince from Joe and fell back onto the bed. Nick watched his brother and his eye twitched when he saw come and lube dripping out from Joe’s hole.
Nick sat up and wiped it away because it was bugging him and then leaned back onto the bed, waiting patiently for Joe to come back to him. When he did so, he simply crawled over to Nick and lay down next to him and wrapped his arms around his brother’s waist.
Joe nuzzled his face against Nick’s side and sighed quietly. The younger brother’s hand found it’s way into Joe’s soft hair and he absentmindedly ran his fingers through his dark locks and would lightly scratch his scalp. He unknowingly lulled his brother to sleep and felt his heart flutter when he saw Joe completely knocked out, drooling a little onto Nick’s side and his arms still locked tight around Nick’s waist.
After seeing his brother like this and after tonight, he reminded himself to not let himself get so stubborn that he went three months without sex.