It's an Asstastic Day in The Jonas Household!/M/Joick

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Title: It's an Asstastic Day in The Jonas Household!
Rating: MATURE. SO FREAKING MATURE.
Warning: Incest
Summary: Nick's ass is pretty distracting.
Disclaimer: HA. HA. Oh, you're funny :)
A/N: RP with elvis_a, hope you guys like it! :)

Nick ruffled through his closet, occasionally stopping to pull out a shirt or a pair of pants before tossing it on the floor in frustration. There was nothing to wear. Him and his brothers just got home from a photoshoot for People magazine, and he was feeling rather cranky and wanted to change out of this suit before it suffocated him. He stopped to consider a particularly small pair of black leather pants he found hiding in the back of his closet. He hadn't worn them in years. He was pretty satisfied to find out they did, indeed, still fit.

Joe tossed his clothes in his hamper, for once, and walked out of his room and over to Nick's to see what he was up to. He opened the door after knocking briefly and was perfectly until he saw Nick. In pants. Tight pants. Tight leather pants. His eyes bugged out of their sockets and he gaped like a fish out of water.

Nick walked over to the full-length mirror to get a better look at himself. The pants were maybe about a size too small, but they felt okay. They clung to his legs and sat just below his hips, and he gave a satisfied smile at his reflection before pulling on a black t-shirt. He did a little turn in front of the mirror before he heard a little knock at his door. When Joe let himself in he did one last little twirl before turning to face his brother. "What's up?"

Joe had to quickly compose himself, "Oh uhm, just wanted to see what, uh, what you were up to is all... duh," he said lamely, ducking his head down and rolling his eyes

"Nothing really. I thought I'd just hang out here for a bit," he shrugged. He turned his back on Joe to bend over and pick up all the clothes he'd tossed so carelessly on the floor, not wanting to leave a mess. When he bent down, he felt the leather stretch tightly against his ass.

Joe sucked in a harsh breath, forcing himself to look away and he bit his lip hard to hold back the moan the threatened to rip its way from his throat. "Oh... no plans?" He managed to grind out despite the fact that talking was the last thing he wanted to do right now.

Nick made his way around the room and backed his way toward where Joe was standing, bending over right in front of his brother to pick up the last pair of pants that lay on the floor before standing up, his face looking a little flushed. He tossed all the clothes on his bed. "No, did you maybe wanna do something?"

Joe thought about it for a moment, starting to wander around the room, his arms flinging a little at his sides and when he walked behind Nick his had "accidentally" bumped Nick's ass and Joe had to stop himself from full on grabbing it. Joe fake laughed, "Oops, sorry. But yeah... I can't think of anything. Lets just go watch TV or something, yeah?"

Nick blushed a bit when Joe's hand accidentally brushed up against his ass, but he was pretty sure Joe barely noticed because he just kept talking. "Yeah, sure, bro," Nick smiled at his brother, throwing an arm around his shoulder. He was glad to finally have a day to relax.

Joe smiled, "Kay let's go," he glanced at Nick before he walked with him out of the room, his hand dropping from Nick's shoulder and, oh, what do you know, it accidentally grazed over Nick rear again but he acted like he didn't feel the little tingles in his hand, "Ladies first," Joe teased, the fact that he had Nick go first had nothing to do with Joe wanting to look at his glorious behind. No, not at all, what gave you that idea?

Nick's pants really must have been tight because he felt Joe's hand brush against his ass yet again. He must have been over-analyzing. I mean, Joe barely brushed past him. Nick probably wouldn't have even noticed if his pants weren't so form-fitting anyway. He let it go. Nick stuck his tongue out at Joe, but didn't argue as he went ahead of him, heading for the family room. When the got to the top of the stairs, he came to a sudden stop, patting his ass pockets, and feeling around. "Where's my phone?" he mumbled. "Oh, nevermind, I left it downstairs."

Joe wanted to ask God, why oh why was Nick so... ass friendly today? Why now? What did he ever to do deserve such torture? Joe gave Nick's back and backside an exasperated look before chuckling, "You would do that."

Nick just shrugged and headed downstairs into the family room, Joe following closely behind. When they got inside, he closed and locked the door behind them "so Frankie wouldn't come in and bother them". He took a quick look around for the remote, but couldn't find it, "Hold on, where's the remote?" He climbed up on the couch and bent over the back to check behind the couch, where the remote often got lost. "GOT IT!"

Joe swears his eyeballs were going to fall out of their sockets if Nick kept this up. Seriously. Joe just plopped down on the couch and watched Nick get the remote, he had a really, really nice, upclose view of Nick's ass from here. It was so, perfectly shaped and he bet's it was like, a rock but it wasn't like jello either. Nick really didn't know how blessed he was.

Nick grabbed hold of the remote, feeling his crack hanging out a little as he bent over the couch but couldn't quite pull his pants up from where he was. He came back up, face red from all the blood rushing to his head, and a light sheen of sweat across his forehead. "Here, watch whatever you want."

Joe was torn out of his daze when a remote was handed to him. He took the device from Nick and turned the TV on, Real World was on and he left it at that, pulling his legs up onto the couch and getting comfy because he could very well fall asleep like this... as long as Nick didn't get all ass-tastic again.

Nick settled himself on the couch, opposite from Joe. They watched tv in silence for a bit, but Nick just couldn't get comfortable sitting here in these pants. They were so tight, and just cutting into his waist. "I'm gonna get comfy," Nick announced before lowering himself to the floor, where he layed on his stomach all stretched out with his chin propped up in his hands.

And just to Joe's luck, what does Nick do? He goes and get's fucking ass-tastic on him. Sets up this little like, assapalooza. A fucking butt feast! Joe doesn't even watch TV, he just stares at Nick's perfect behind, right in front of him. His mind starts to wander to more X rated thoughts and he actually has to wipe the drool away from his chin.

When the show ended, Nick got up on his hands and knees. He crawled his way across the floor toward the tv, then reached up and changed the channel. He stopped on an episode of Deadliest Catch, then crawled his way back to his spot on the floor. He kind of stayed like that, with his knees tucked under his chest, feeling too restless to lay down again. "Do you like it?"

"Fuck yes I like it.." Joe muttered under his breath, but catching himself and clearing throat, 'Uh, yeah, this is good." This was not happening, how had Joe controlled himself for so long?

These pants were just too damn tight. Every way Nick tried to get comfortable, the waistband would dig into him or they'd get too tight around his crotch. He joined his brother on the couch again. "This is cool. We never get to just hang out, right?"

Joe looked at Nick and nodded, "Yeah, it is. We don't get good quality time like this," he said, laughing lightly towards the end, "You're awfully fidgety; what's wrong?"

"I just can't really get comfortable," he shrugged, standing up. He cupped his hands over his ass and squeezed, rubbing circles into it. "My ass is asleep."

Joe had to press a hand over his mouth so he wouldn't moan because holy fucking hell-- Just, no, this wasn't going to work. Joe took deep breaths, forcing himself to calm down and he actually managed a laugh, "Well that... that sounds like a Nick problem."

"It's these pants," Nick laughed "They're too tight." He pressed his fingers into his rear, massaging his cheeks roughly. "Anyway, let's play a game."

"Sweet Jesus," Joe breath out hoping dearly that Nick didn't hear. Yeah, let's play a game of grab-ass. I really like that idea. "What game? Make-Nick's-pants-fit?" Joe teased, smiling up at him innocently.

"Let's play truth or dare," he smirked. "Like we did when we were little." He let his hands drop to his sides, and gave his ass a little shake, feeling satisfied that the bloodflow had returned. He turned around to face his brother.

"Oh, okay. Truth or dare?" he asked, locking gazes with his brother.

"Truth," Joe aid after thinking about it for a moment

"Hmm," Nick frowned. He ran a hand through his curls, wondering why Joe was looking so distracted. He was going to find out. "Okay. What are you thinking about right now?"

"Pandas," Joe lied, just saying the first thing that came to mind that didn't include the words you, or ass, or your.

It started to dawn on Nick exactly what was going on. Joe was doing a pretty bad job of covering it up. "Your turn."

"Truth or dare," Joe said, thinking of things he could have Nick do that would include him bending over or something.

"Dare," he grinned, taking a step closer to Joe.

"Easy," Nick scoffed, turning his back to Joe and taking a few steps away. He leaned forward, letting his arms hang in front of him. He'd done it loads of times before, but this time he got about halfway when the unforgiving material of his pants wouldn't let him stretch down any further. He just hung there limply with his ass in the air.

Joe laughed, "Easy my foot," he replied, trying to get Nick to stay in that same position by saying he couldn't do it, because then Nick would try to prove him wrong. Because oh good Lord, this position was simply magnificent.

"Oh, no. I am not losing the dare. Help me out here, Joe?" Nick frowned, not ready to accept defeat.

Joe rolled his eyes and stood up, about to press his hands on Nick's back when he realized he could totally get away with touching his actual ass. He tentaively pressed his hands against the top of Nick's butt. and pressed down and he could feel his dick hardening at feelings Nick's ass under his hands. It. Was. Awesome.

Nick groaned loudly in frustration when Joe's hands pressed down on him but he still couldn't get all the way there. "I can do this!" he yelled. He had an idea. Hooking his thumbs into the waistband of his pants, he wiggled his hips a little and yanked them down just a couple inches to free up some of the pressure on his waist. His crack was poking out a little but he didn't care. He touched the tip of his nose to his knee, "YES!"

Joe didn't realize that by now, his hands had migrated down and he had two handfuls of Nick, but his yelling brought him out of his fixation and his head jerked up but his hands stayed in the same spot, "Okay. You can do it," Joe said, still staring down at the amazing sight beneath him.

Feeling smug from his victory, Nick started to pull back up when he felt Joe's hands cupping his ass. This was the third time today, if he was keeping count. And he was. He stayed put, biting his lip. There was of course the possibility that Joe didn't realize he was grabbing his brother's ass. But then again, there was also the possibility that he was fully aware. "Truth or dare?"

"Dare," Joe replied, the room suddenly growing a little too tense for Joe's liking.

"I dare you to..." Nick peeked through his legs to his brother standing directly behind him. He felt the hands planted firmly on his ass, and saw the bulge straining against his brother's jeans. Soon he had one to match, pressing painfully against the tight leather of his pants. Just a couple inches closer and Joe's hard-on would be pressed flush against his ass. "...Um, take one step foward."

Joe waited a moment before he did just that and now the bulge in his pants was pressing against Nick's rear. Joe bit back a tiny moan and tried not to dry hump Nick's ass like there was no tomorrow.

A quiet moan escaped Nick's lips, and he tried so hard not to press back into his brother's cock, but it felt really nice just standing there like that. "Y-your turn."

"Truth or dare," Joe breathed out, shutting his eyes tight, trying to ease the overwhelming feelings.

"Dare," Nick whimpered, digging his fingers into his thighs to stop himself from rocking back. He stood painfully still.

"I dare you... to... act on your feelings. The ones you're feeling right at this moment," he said, hoping Nick understood what he meant.

Nick didn't say a word. He just reached his arms back to grab his brothers hips, grinding his ass against Joe.

A moan caught in Joe's throat and he let Nick take control, this was so unbelievably amazing his head swam and intense shocks of pleasure shot through his body, "Jesus fucking Christ, Nick," Joe groaned.

Nick stood up now, still holding his body still but never breaking contact. "Okay Joe...Truth or dare?"

"Dare."

"I...I dare you to do the first thing that comes to mind. Anything," Nick bit his lip. This was either going to end very awkwardly, or end up being the greatest thing ever.

Joe had no decency or common sense at this point. He reached around Nick to practically rip his pants open and he yanked them down along with his underclothes and when he saw Nick's bare ass, he couldn't hold back the moan. He undid his own pants and free'd his aching dick and pressed it against Nick's ass, it slipped inbetween the cheeks and was pressed snugly against the cleft and Joe nearly came just like that, "Oh my fucking God, Nick."

"Shit," Nick hissed. It was kind of better than anything Nick could have ever expected. He rolled his hips, sliding his ass along the length of Joe's cock. "Is this what you think about, Joseph?" he teased.

"Yes," Joe breathed out, "all the time. It gets me all-- so hot and bothered Nicky." Joe's head lolled back and his eyes slipped shut as he ground against Nick, his hands gripping and squeezing the amazingly soft flesh of his ass.

"Mmm yeah, grab it, Joe. You like that, don't you?" Nick just loved how desperate Joe was to cop a feel of his ass. He would have liked Joe to just throw him to the ground and fuck the shit out of him, but he was just enjoying Joe's hands sliding over ass, his brother's hot flesh teasing at him.

Joe moaned, gripping Nick's ass and spreading the mounds of skin so he could see his dick slide over Nick's hole and he wanted to badly to fuck this amazing ass but this was so, so good, "Yes, I fucking love this. Your ass is so amazing."

Nick whined when his brother spread his cheeks, sliding his thick cock over Nick's hole and sending waves of pleasure down his spine. "Joe?"

"Yes?" Joe asked, pressing his hands against Nick as he slowed his thrusts and watched the back of Nick's head.

"I dare you...to get on your knees," he breathed, unable to control himself now. He bit his lip, wondering just har far Joe would be willing to go.

Joe did so, not even realizing that his dick couldn't stay in the same spot and he frowned, "Now what?" Joe asked, still groping Nick's rear, staring at it in awe.

Nick grinned to himself. "Hey Joe, did you know I can touch my nose to my knees?"

Joe raised an eyebrow, "Yes... what about it?"

Nick looked back at Joe, whose face was lingering just a couple inches away from his ass. Something really turned him on about his brother being so preoccupied with it. He smirked devilishly. "Wanna see?"

Joe eyed Nick, "Okay," he said, just imagining how hot this was going to be a second time around-- the kid was half naked!

Nick leaned forward, stretching his body out and folding himself over until his nose was pressed right up against his knee. He could see his brother through his legs, and his ass was right up near his face now. He could feel Joe's hot breath on it. "S-see?"

Joe could definitely see alright, "Yeah... yeah," he sighed and he reached forward, wondering if Nick had ever had anything up his ass, he kind of hoped not because the visuals that came along with that were so, so hot. He lifted a hand and pressed two of his fingers against Nick's hole experimentally.

Nick jumped a little at the feeling of Joe's fingers touching his hole. He felt kind of vulnerable, but mostly turned on. His own cock was pressed up against his chest in his current position, aching and straining against him. It was too much for him, and he found himself swaying forward, pressing his palms to the floor for balance and then letting himself drop to his hands and knees.

Joe watched Nick fall and he scooted forward, hands on Nick's ass once again, "Do you want me to fuck you, Nicky?"

"Yesss," he hissed, clawing at the carpet. His cock was dribbling pre-cum now, just waiting for action. Nick arched his back and threw his head back. "Now."

"Okay," Joe said, he spit into his hand and coated himself best he could before he slowly but surely pressed into Nick and oh God, being inside of Nick's behind was better than just touching it because now, while he fucked Nick, he could grope him at the same time.

Nick didn't think Joe was actually gonna do it, but there he was, sliding the length of his thick cock into Nick. He choked a little, adjusting to the size of it filling him up. All the time he'd spent experimenting with stuff had all just been practice for this moment, the best moment of his life. "Ungh. Shit, Joe," he pounded his fist on the floor, the only movement he dared to make.

Joe sucked in a breath and let his head hang, "Ca--can I move?"

"Please," Nick whimpered, sucking in a deep breath. He was so ready. "Just fucking like, pound me."

"Fuck yes," Joe moaned, pulling out before shoving back in. He was quick to start up a fast, rough pace, mericessly fucking into his brother, his hands holding tight to his hips as he watched his dick slide in and out of Nick's perfect little ass.

"God, Joseph," Nick choked out. "Just like that." He turned his head around, trying to get a glimpse of his brother over his shoulder. Joe was watching Nick's ass very intently, watching himself fuck his brother. Nick let himself cry out a little at the sight. "How does it look?"

"Fucking perfect. So fucking perfect," Joe groaned, only fucking Nick harder, angling his thrusts to try and get Nick's prostate.

Nick screamed out when Joe's cock hit his prostate hard, milking waves of pleasure from it and sending shivers that spread all the way to his toes. "Grab my cock, Joe," Nick gasped.

Joe's eyes widened at how vocal Nick was, but he reached for Nick's cock and started stroking him in time to his fucking, "Nick, you're so good, so fucking good."

Unable to control himself and no longer trying to hold himself back, Nick jerked his hips between Joe's hand and his ass, rocking himself uncontrollably between the two. "Agh, I'm gonna shoot all over your hand Joe."

Joe leaned forward, "Do it, Nicky. Come for your big brother, his big, thick cock pounding into you, I bet you get off so hard thinking about this," he said quietly right next to Nick's ear, he staved off his own orgasm because he just absolutely had to come on Nick's ass.

Joe's breath tickling his ear, whispering such delicious words of encouragement were all it took to send Nick over the edge. "God yes-" was all he managed to cry out before his dick spasmed and spurts of hot cum were splashing all over Joe's hand.

Feeling Nick tighten around him continuously and feeling him come on his hand was just too much and he pulled out, jacking himself off so he came onto Nick's rear, his come streaking the pale skin, "Nngh, fuck, Nick," Joe said, arching towards Nick as he came so fucking hard all over his brothers ass.

Nick felt the hot liquid painting his flesh, dripping down his crack and streaking his balls. He collapsed to the floor, tears filling in his eyes from the intensity of his orgasm. When he looked back, he saw Joe kneeling behind him, cock in hand. "Fuck, Joe."

"I'm having a hard time believing you managed to hold out for that long," Nick teased, still panting on the floor. He squirmed around when Joe smeared his cum across his ass, still caught up in the moment. "They're pretty tight pants."

Joe smirked, "No shit, I'm surprised you were able to get them... off, for the most part," Joe teased back.

Nick gave his brother a goofy smile, "I seem to have a little problem."

Joe raised an eyebrow in response, leaning to the side to try and get a better view of Nick, "And what would this problem be?"

"I seem to be a little messy, Joe," he watched Joe from the corner of his eye, never tearing his gaze away as he slid a finger across his own ass to collect a droplet of Joe's cum before bringing it to his lips. "Maybe you could help me," he swiped his tongue along his fingertip, tasting the salty liquid.

Joe felt his breath leave his body in a quick rush, "Uhm.. okay," he said, a little bit taken aback by Nick, but in a good way. He then resumed his position behind Nick and leaned down, licking a long stripe up Nick's cheek, ignoring the bitter taste of his own come.

Nick hissed when his brother's tongue lapped at the cum pooled on his ass. "I bet you taste good," he blushed, watching Joe as best he could over his shoulder.

Joe smiled, growing used to the taste and actually kind of liking it as he started to lick in earnest, even sucking gently in some spots, "I don't know, you tell me," he said, getting the last of it before he leaned up and turned Nick so he could kiss him, pushing his tongue out to press against Nick's lips.

Nick moaned against his brother's lips, so turned on by this kiss. He hungrily took Joe's tongue into his mouth, sucking on it gently. It tasted salty and a little bitter, and he found himself loving the taste, knowing it came from Joe. He swirled his tongue into Joe's mouth, desperate for more of his taste. "You're delicious," he whispered when they finally broke the kiss.

Joe smiled lazily at Nick, "Good to know," he muttered, pressing a quick kiss to his lips before he pulled away, leaning back on his haunches and running a hand through his hair, "So, I don't know about you, but after that, I'm tired."

"Me too," Nick yawned for effect, pulling himself up to his feet reluctantly. He helped Joe to his feet, and they dressed in silence. Nick picked up his leather pants from the floor, slipping them on over his sticky body. They felt even tighter than before, somehow. "So that's why you always wear such tight pants," he laughed.

Joe laughed, "Maaaaybe, who knows." He smiled and took Nick's hand, using it as leverage to pull him close, "We should do this again sometime," he half joked, chuckling quietly as he wrapped his arms around Nick's waist.

Nick blushed a little, leaning into Joe. "I could definitely do this again," he breathed into his neck. He fastened the button of his pants, groaning as he squeezed into the confining material. "The pants not so much."

Joe smiled, "I don't know, I kinda like the pants. They could be your 'I-wanna-get-fucked-by-Joe' pants," he joked.

"Second thought, I better just leave 'em on."