Test Icicles Chapter 5
Title: Test Icicles Chapter 5
Author: zandraxxzazzy
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Ryden, Joncer
POV: First
Summary: That was when Spencer walked in, pale and staring at
all of us, our pants still around our ankles.
Disclaimer: This is as real as Chris Crocker's Cunt. Which is fake
so...
Author Notes: I'm INCREDIBLY sorry how long it took to post this.
But... here it is! With a new banner ;D
Previous Chapters
Ryan's POV
Slowly my eyes stuttered open. I glanced around the candlelit room, momentarily
dazed. As everything came into focus I noticed Brendon moping in the love seat
with his earphones in, and Spencer and Jon were talking quietly in the corner of
the room.
"..What are we going to do?" Jon asked.
"I'm not sure.. We can't go anywhere. The doors and windows are all blocked, and
the roof may be too," Spencer replied.
"Couldn't we like, cut a hole in the ceiling and see?"
"No! If it was, all the snow would come pouring inside! We'll have to just wait
on a rescue team..."
"But Ryan may not be able to wait that long... if he has a concussion.."
"Shh! You know how worried Brendon is..." They both took a quick look at
Brendon, their eyes not even grazing my form.
As they continued mumbling I got up quietly, walking towards Brendon. My poor
baby was all worried.... All that happened was one of the pans falling on my
head.
Before he could notice I was awake, I quickly straddled his lap and pressed my
lips to his, kissing him deeply.
His eyes shot open and looked at me in shock. "Ryan?" he gasped, before
returning the kiss. I began grinding my hips into his, smiling as he moaned
softly.
"The fuck?" I heard Jon say curiously from behind us. "Don't they EVER stop?"
"Nope. Ryan's been a horn dog since he was in the womb, so this is pretty much
normal."
I flicked Spencer off, not daring to part my slender lips from these plump,
juicy ones.
"Alright, that's enough. No fucking in front of us," Spence lectured, before
hooking his arms beneath my armpits and hauling me off Brendon.
"Hey! Give him back!" Brendon whined, holding onto my ankles so Spencer couldn't
completely pry us apart. "This is our cabin and our anniversary!"
He was talking extremely loud, and if I had the power to go anywhere right now,
it would be in his lap to nip and suck at his cute little pout. Seriously, he
needed to stop that.
I groaned.
"Spence, maybe you should just let them go. I mean, Ryan isn't some chew toy and
you and Brendon aren't dogs..." Jon said quietly from behind Spencer.
Spencer let out an audible sigh before saying, "Fine, but let's set a limit."
"A limit...?" Brendon repeated wearily.
Again, I sighed loudly.
"Anything and everything below the waist stays on."
"What!?" Brendon screeched.
"I think that's pretty fair.." Jon said shyly, not meeting eyes with Brendon.
"Fine..." Brendon said softly, pouting.
I tore my way from Spencer's arms and straddled Brendon's lap again, attacking
his lips with mine. "I've got an idea," I murmured, my hand drifting along the
bulge in his jeans.
He moaned softly into my lips as palmed his crotch, pressing forcefully. His
hands roamed the hem of my shirt, pushing it farther and farther up. I leaned up
so he could pull it off, hearing an audible gasp from behind us that sounded
like Jon. I turned around and sure enough he was watching us, trying to tuck his
growing erection.
I smirked at Brendon and got off of his lap, walking over to Jon. I placed my
hands on his shoulders and I slowly straddled his legs. He wasn't as curvy as
Brendon, and his legs defiantly had more muscle. I made sure to grind my hips
roughly onto his as I settled down, laughing inwardly as he moaned out loud.
I could feel Brendon watching me as I slowly kissed along Jon's neck, nipping
and teasing at the skin. He continued moaning beneath me, thrusting his hips
upward.
"Shh.." I said softly, pressing my lips to his as I undid his jeans. Whilst
Brendon tasted like red bull and candy, Jon tasted like vegan meals and
wilderness. I continued to devour his lips, moaning at this new-found taste as I
pulled Jon's dick out of his jeans, rubbing my thumb over the slit.
He moaned louder and bucked his hips up into my hand, begging for my touch. I
chuckled and slid off of his lap, letting my face hover inches from his cock.
Brendon's POV
Oh god, this was so fucking hot. My boyfriend had his face not even an
inch from his best friend's fiance's dick, about to suck him off when Spencer
was just in the other room. Quickly I walked over behind Ryan, sliding my hand
down the significant bump of his ass and along his crotch. He let out a low moan
just as Jon thrust his cock up into Ryan's mouth. Ryan gagged slightly but took
all of Jon in that one thrust. I pulled Ryan's jeans down to the back of his
knees, breaking Spencer's one and only rule.
Slowly, I placed open-mouthed kisses down the crack of Ryan's ass, letting my
tounge slip between his cheeks until I came to that tight ring of muscle.
Ryan moaned around Jon's cock as I spread his cheeks apart, swirling my tounge
around his hole. Gently I pushed my tounge through his hole, pushing as deep as
I could.
Jon was thrusting farther into Ryan's throat making him gag, and moaning as I
fucked him with my tounge. I reached into my own jeans, sliding my hand up and
down my shaft. I moaned softly into Ryan's crack, feeling the warmth start to
spread in my stomach.
Jon came first and hard, spurting two huge loads down Ryan's throat. But Ryan
swallowed it all like a good boy, just before coming himself.
Before I even had the chance to get myself all the way off, Ryan was being
pulled away from me, and I being pushed onto my back. Jon swatted my hand away
from my cock, replacing it with his own hand.
"You know you're fucking hot Bren.." he growled into my ear, and that alone was
enough to make me come, even without Jon's expert jerking and constant
squeezing.
I moaned loudly and came, hard all over Jon's hand. If what just happened wasn't
enough, Jon licked all of my come off of his hand, keeping eye contact with me
the whole time.
"Dude..." Ryan said from behind us. Jon and I both turned to look at him.
"Dude."
"Yeah Ry?" I asked, considering Jon was still preoccupied eating my come.
"That was like woah. And like... woah."
Jon laughed, a little bit of my come still on his lip.
"Wait, Jon, hold on," I chuckled, leaning up and capturing his lip with mine,
sucking the come off.
"Oops.." he said sheepishly, blushing.
"Oh my gawd," Ryan huffed. "All that and you're still blushing."
Ryan and I laughed as Jon turned a deep crimson, mumbling beneath his breath.
That was when Spencer walked in, pale and staring at all of us, our pants still
around our ankles.
Author: zandraxxzazzy
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Ryden, Joncer
POV: First
Summary: That was when Spencer walked in, pale and staring at
all of us, our pants still around our ankles.
Disclaimer: This is as real as Chris Crocker's Cunt. Which is fake
so...
Author Notes: I'm INCREDIBLY sorry how long it took to post this.
But... here it is! With a new banner ;D
Previous Chapters
Ryan's POV
Slowly my eyes stuttered open. I glanced around the candlelit room, momentarily
dazed. As everything came into focus I noticed Brendon moping in the love seat
with his earphones in, and Spencer and Jon were talking quietly in the corner of
the room.
"..What are we going to do?" Jon asked.
"I'm not sure.. We can't go anywhere. The doors and windows are all blocked, and
the roof may be too," Spencer replied.
"Couldn't we like, cut a hole in the ceiling and see?"
"No! If it was, all the snow would come pouring inside! We'll have to just wait
on a rescue team..."
"But Ryan may not be able to wait that long... if he has a concussion.."
"Shh! You know how worried Brendon is..." They both took a quick look at
Brendon, their eyes not even grazing my form.
As they continued mumbling I got up quietly, walking towards Brendon. My poor
baby was all worried.... All that happened was one of the pans falling on my
head.
Before he could notice I was awake, I quickly straddled his lap and pressed my
lips to his, kissing him deeply.
His eyes shot open and looked at me in shock. "Ryan?" he gasped, before
returning the kiss. I began grinding my hips into his, smiling as he moaned
softly.
"The fuck?" I heard Jon say curiously from behind us. "Don't they EVER stop?"
"Nope. Ryan's been a horn dog since he was in the womb, so this is pretty much
normal."
I flicked Spencer off, not daring to part my slender lips from these plump,
juicy ones.
"Alright, that's enough. No fucking in front of us," Spence lectured, before
hooking his arms beneath my armpits and hauling me off Brendon.
"Hey! Give him back!" Brendon whined, holding onto my ankles so Spencer couldn't
completely pry us apart. "This is our cabin and our anniversary!"
He was talking extremely loud, and if I had the power to go anywhere right now,
it would be in his lap to nip and suck at his cute little pout. Seriously, he
needed to stop that.
I groaned.
"Spence, maybe you should just let them go. I mean, Ryan isn't some chew toy and
you and Brendon aren't dogs..." Jon said quietly from behind Spencer.
Spencer let out an audible sigh before saying, "Fine, but let's set a limit."
"A limit...?" Brendon repeated wearily.
Again, I sighed loudly.
"Anything and everything below the waist stays on."
"What!?" Brendon screeched.
"I think that's pretty fair.." Jon said shyly, not meeting eyes with Brendon.
"Fine..." Brendon said softly, pouting.
I tore my way from Spencer's arms and straddled Brendon's lap again, attacking
his lips with mine. "I've got an idea," I murmured, my hand drifting along the
bulge in his jeans.
He moaned softly into my lips as palmed his crotch, pressing forcefully. His
hands roamed the hem of my shirt, pushing it farther and farther up. I leaned up
so he could pull it off, hearing an audible gasp from behind us that sounded
like Jon. I turned around and sure enough he was watching us, trying to tuck his
growing erection.
I smirked at Brendon and got off of his lap, walking over to Jon. I placed my
hands on his shoulders and I slowly straddled his legs. He wasn't as curvy as
Brendon, and his legs defiantly had more muscle. I made sure to grind my hips
roughly onto his as I settled down, laughing inwardly as he moaned out loud.
I could feel Brendon watching me as I slowly kissed along Jon's neck, nipping
and teasing at the skin. He continued moaning beneath me, thrusting his hips
upward.
"Shh.." I said softly, pressing my lips to his as I undid his jeans. Whilst
Brendon tasted like red bull and candy, Jon tasted like vegan meals and
wilderness. I continued to devour his lips, moaning at this new-found taste as I
pulled Jon's dick out of his jeans, rubbing my thumb over the slit.
He moaned louder and bucked his hips up into my hand, begging for my touch. I
chuckled and slid off of his lap, letting my face hover inches from his cock.
Brendon's POV
Oh god, this was so fucking hot. My boyfriend had his face not even an
inch from his best friend's fiance's dick, about to suck him off when Spencer
was just in the other room. Quickly I walked over behind Ryan, sliding my hand
down the significant bump of his ass and along his crotch. He let out a low moan
just as Jon thrust his cock up into Ryan's mouth. Ryan gagged slightly but took
all of Jon in that one thrust. I pulled Ryan's jeans down to the back of his
knees, breaking Spencer's one and only rule.
Slowly, I placed open-mouthed kisses down the crack of Ryan's ass, letting my
tounge slip between his cheeks until I came to that tight ring of muscle.
Ryan moaned around Jon's cock as I spread his cheeks apart, swirling my tounge
around his hole. Gently I pushed my tounge through his hole, pushing as deep as
I could.
Jon was thrusting farther into Ryan's throat making him gag, and moaning as I
fucked him with my tounge. I reached into my own jeans, sliding my hand up and
down my shaft. I moaned softly into Ryan's crack, feeling the warmth start to
spread in my stomach.
Jon came first and hard, spurting two huge loads down Ryan's throat. But Ryan
swallowed it all like a good boy, just before coming himself.
Before I even had the chance to get myself all the way off, Ryan was being
pulled away from me, and I being pushed onto my back. Jon swatted my hand away
from my cock, replacing it with his own hand.
"You know you're fucking hot Bren.." he growled into my ear, and that alone was
enough to make me come, even without Jon's expert jerking and constant
squeezing.
I moaned loudly and came, hard all over Jon's hand. If what just happened wasn't
enough, Jon licked all of my come off of his hand, keeping eye contact with me
the whole time.
"Dude..." Ryan said from behind us. Jon and I both turned to look at him.
"Dude."
"Yeah Ry?" I asked, considering Jon was still preoccupied eating my come.
"That was like woah. And like... woah."
Jon laughed, a little bit of my come still on his lip.
"Wait, Jon, hold on," I chuckled, leaning up and capturing his lip with mine,
sucking the come off.
"Oops.." he said sheepishly, blushing.
"Oh my gawd," Ryan huffed. "All that and you're still blushing."
Ryan and I laughed as Jon turned a deep crimson, mumbling beneath his breath.
That was when Spencer walked in, pale and staring at all of us, our pants still
around our ankles.