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Chapter One is finally ready guys! I hope you enjoy it. Please Rate & Review honestly. :) I need some ideas for the next Chapter!
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Ryan was incredibly bored. In fact, to put it in a completely honest way, Ryan was beyond bored. That was why he was trudging along the side-walk in the general direction of Pete's house with no apparent intention to actually go in. But sometimes Pete would see Ryan through the window and rush out in to the streets just to say 'Hi' in an awkward tone of voice, and that made Ryan feel rather loved. Even if he did push the hyper boy off him seconds later, insisting that he, George Ryan Ross, did not appreciate being hugged by some guy that couldn't hold his sugar, let alone his liquor.
But Ryan loved Pete anyway, so it was all good.
Humming softly under his breath, Ryan turned the corner in to Pete's street, eyes fixed on his house as his footsteps quickened, hand already beginning to raise to knock on the door-when it burst open. But it wasn't Pete who stood, grinning goofily at Ryan to invite him in, it was Brendon. Brendon motherfucking Urie who Ryan may or may not have a huge crush on.
'Er, hi!' Ryan squeaked, contemplating just turning around and running for the safety of his dark room, but Brendon was already reaching out to tug Ryan inside- 'out of the cold rain' as Brendon cheerfully put it. Though Ryan couldn't complain, as Brendon shut the door behind him and led him in to Pete's living room where two other unfamiliar boys were sat chattering at fifty miles per hour.
'Gabe, William,' Brendon chirped, interrupting their talk. 'This is Ryan. Ryan, this is Gabe and William.'
'Hey, Ryan,' the kid called William gave a sexy grin and stood up, swaying his hips as he walked over to Ryan and took his hand, shaking it slowly. Gabe followed, and actually had to bend down to take Ryan's other hand, kissing it's palm lightly. Ryan's eyes widened and he shivered, feeling his jeans tighten. Fuck, that was hot.
'Hey there,' William pouted adorably, noticing the bulge in Ryan's skinny jeans-Ryan immediately tugged his shirt down to hide it. 'Get your own Gabey-baby.'
And with that the two boys returned to their discussion-Ryan caught the words 'dildo' and 'softer walls' and decided not to intrude, instead turning to face Pete who was trotting down the stairs holding tightly to a shy, blond haired boy's hand.
'Ryan!' he squealed, leaping over the banister and scrambling over to Ryan, leaping up in to his arms and knocking him back on to the sofa. Straddling his waist, Pete beamed at his best friend, who was bright red and desperately trying to shift Pete off of his aroused lap.
'Ooooh, I didn't know you cared,' Pete chimed, finally noticing why Ryan was so eagerly pushing Pete away.
'It's not for you, dickwad.' Ryan laughed as he finally managed to turf Pete off of him, watching as he landed with an indignant thump on the floor.
'Anyway,' Ryan said hastily, before Pete could inquire exactly who had inspired Ryan's rare erection (the honest answer was Brendon and maybe Gabe, but uh, yeah) 'Why're you having a party without me?'
'Me? Without... would I do that, Ryro?' Pete demanded, giving Ryan the most adorable puppy eyes he'd ever seen and Ryan shrugged, giving in to his best friend. 'Maybe?'
'No! I would not.' Pete sniffed, returning to the blond boy's side. 'Anyway, so, this is Trick-' the boy coughed quietly and Pete went red, correcting himself quickly – which Ryan certainly noticed – 'erm, Patrick. He's from... Science class!' Pete nodded happily. 'We were about to play a game, wanna play... like, with us?'
Ryan blinked, and then shrugged. It couldn't be that bad, and if Brendon was in so was he. 'Sure.' he murmured, immediately regretting his words as Pete revealed a bottle from inside his jeans-Ryan wondered how it was even possible to fit a bottle in his pockets, since the skinny jeans appeared to be painted on Pete's legs-and grinned. 'So we're playing Truth or Dare, with a little twist. Everyone sit in a circle and I'll show you-no standing up once you've sat down, though!' he continued, humming slightly as he sat down. Ryan and Brendon exchanged a look and then sat down beside each other, Ryan inwardly just screaming because wow, he was sat next to Brendon Urie. God.
'Okay, so. Truth, Dare, Snog or Strip!' Pete yelled happily, throwing the bottle up. Ryan cringed away, eyes shut tight, but when there was no crash of glass he opened them again to see Pete had caught it and was humming cheerfully, waiting for Ryan's full attention once more. Once he had it, he placed the bottle down and began to explain the rules, still grinning broadly.
'So you pick one-Truth, Dare, Snog or Strip, and then you spin the bottle. If it's truth, the person it lands on has to answer a question of your choice and if they lie, then they have to take off an item of clothing. If it's dare, then the person it lands of has to do a dare of your choice and if they refuse they have to do the forfeit, which is removing an item of clothing-below the waist! If it's snog, well... er, obviously you have to snog with the person it lands on. If they refuse, they have to snog both of the people next to them, and if they refuse that then well, they're out of the game cause that's just mean. If it's strip, then like... the person has to strip off an item of clothing, whatever you, the spinner, chooses. So... I choose strip!' he declared, spinning the bottle.
It went round and round and round and then, horror, it came to rest at Ryan's ankle. 'Oh shit.' Ryan muttered under his breath, while Pete shrieked happily.
'Okay Ryro,' he said cheerfully, grinning. 'I'm gonna be nice right, and cause it's the whole first guy, first go and you must be totally nervous, you can take off your shirt. Isn't that lovely of me?' he smirked deviously. Ryan ignored him completely, hooking his fingers under the bottom of his shirt and tearing it off quickly before crossing his arms over his chest, thanking god he had no issues with his weight or anything.
Pete looked him up and down slowly and whispered something to the blond haired kid that sounded like 'what a waste right, Patrick', before looking back at Ryan-his face this time. 'So now you have to spin the bottle.'
'Um.' Ryan coughed awkwardly, considering his choices. 'I guess I pick... snog.' because of course, Pete would call him a wimp if he didn't. Or maybe Ryan just wanted to make out with one of these amazing guys, but no, it was obviously the first thing.
He flicked the bottle (then winced, cause shit, it hurt) and watched as it began to spin, picking up speed before suddenly beginning to slow down, down, down... and it came to rest on the quiet boy-Patrick.
'No.' Pete said, suddenly hard-faced. 'Spin again.'
Ryan blinked. Wow. He hadn't noticed anything going on with Pete and Patrick! But... well, Pete did change affections quickly. 'Uh, okay.' he shrugged again, thinking it better not to argue with Pete as he spun the bottle. This time it stopped at-Gabe.
Mm. Ryan thought, as Gabe crawled across the circle until he was kneeling in front of Ryan, smirking sexily. 'Hey Ryro,' he purred, leaning closer with his hands on Ryan's knees, until suddenly their mouths met in a hot, desperate kiss. Ryan groaned, leaning in to it and parting his lips as Gabe's hot tongue slipped in to Ryan's mouth, exploring and tickling. 'Fuck,' he moaned against the taller boy's silky lips, eyes rolling back as his fingers moved inwards to caress Ryan's arousal-and then Gabe leaned back, chuckling throatily, his eyes dark. 'You're a good kisser,' was all he said before moving back to sit next to William, who looked flushed and possibly more aroused than Ryan felt. If that was even possible, because Ryan felt pretty damn hot right now.
He passed the bottle over to Gabe, who thanked him with a flick against Ryan's neck-just not with his finger. Shuddering in pleasure Ryan leaned back next to Brendon as Gabe yelled 'Dare!' before spinning the bottle. It went round and round before coming to rest on Ryan. 'No fair,' Brendon whined miserably. 'He had a go. I want a go.'
Ryan paused, and then breathed out in a sigh. The bottle flicked left, right, then slipped round to face Brendon who beamed, giving Ryan a huge hug. 'You're the best Ryry!' he enthused, before looking up at Gabe expectantly.
Gabe laughed, tapping his chin with his finger before deciding on a dare. 'Okay, Brendon. I dare you to fake an orgasm.'
Brendon's eyes widened, and then he shrugged, slipping in to the middle of the circle, lying on his back and tugging down his jeans until he was just in his boxers. Ryan began to drool.
Brendon bucked his hips up, moaning loudly. 'Nnnnn,' he hissed, and there was a bulge in his boxers, Ryan swore there was. 'Ah, shit,' he groaned, as he palmed at his-his erection Ryan decided, eyes practicing dancing out of their sockets for a closer look. 'Nguhh... mm... Ryan!' Brendon howled as his hips bucked again and a dark stain covered the front of his boxers-and an equally dark red blush stained his pale cheeks.
'That was not fake.' Gabe protested as Brendon, still blushing, zipped his jeans up and went back to Ryan who was sort of in shock right now., because Brendon Urie had just screamed his name in an orgasm.
'So your mom,' Brendon replied in a higher voice than usual as he reached for the bottle, just as Ryan reached out to hand it to him. Their fingers met and Ryan felt a spark dance up his arm.
Now things were beginning to get interesting.
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Also, I've found myself a Beta again, haha. Welcome to the story, Charzie. I hope you know what you're in for :P
Okay guys, Rate & Review! :3
I know Gabe kissing Ryan's hand was a little like, whoa really? But I'm thinking Ryan's gonna have a crush on Gabe xDD
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Ryan was incredibly bored. In fact, to put it in a completely honest way, Ryan was beyond bored. That was why he was trudging along the side-walk in the general direction of Pete's house with no apparent intention to actually go in. But sometimes Pete would see Ryan through the window and rush out in to the streets just to say 'Hi' in an awkward tone of voice, and that made Ryan feel rather loved. Even if he did push the hyper boy off him seconds later, insisting that he, George Ryan Ross, did not appreciate being hugged by some guy that couldn't hold his sugar, let alone his liquor.
But Ryan loved Pete anyway, so it was all good.
Humming softly under his breath, Ryan turned the corner in to Pete's street, eyes fixed on his house as his footsteps quickened, hand already beginning to raise to knock on the door-when it burst open. But it wasn't Pete who stood, grinning goofily at Ryan to invite him in, it was Brendon. Brendon motherfucking Urie who Ryan may or may not have a huge crush on.
'Er, hi!' Ryan squeaked, contemplating just turning around and running for the safety of his dark room, but Brendon was already reaching out to tug Ryan inside- 'out of the cold rain' as Brendon cheerfully put it. Though Ryan couldn't complain, as Brendon shut the door behind him and led him in to Pete's living room where two other unfamiliar boys were sat chattering at fifty miles per hour.
'Gabe, William,' Brendon chirped, interrupting their talk. 'This is Ryan. Ryan, this is Gabe and William.'
'Hey, Ryan,' the kid called William gave a sexy grin and stood up, swaying his hips as he walked over to Ryan and took his hand, shaking it slowly. Gabe followed, and actually had to bend down to take Ryan's other hand, kissing it's palm lightly. Ryan's eyes widened and he shivered, feeling his jeans tighten. Fuck, that was hot.
'Hey there,' William pouted adorably, noticing the bulge in Ryan's skinny jeans-Ryan immediately tugged his shirt down to hide it. 'Get your own Gabey-baby.'
And with that the two boys returned to their discussion-Ryan caught the words 'dildo' and 'softer walls' and decided not to intrude, instead turning to face Pete who was trotting down the stairs holding tightly to a shy, blond haired boy's hand.
'Ryan!' he squealed, leaping over the banister and scrambling over to Ryan, leaping up in to his arms and knocking him back on to the sofa. Straddling his waist, Pete beamed at his best friend, who was bright red and desperately trying to shift Pete off of his aroused lap.
'Ooooh, I didn't know you cared,' Pete chimed, finally noticing why Ryan was so eagerly pushing Pete away.
'It's not for you, dickwad.' Ryan laughed as he finally managed to turf Pete off of him, watching as he landed with an indignant thump on the floor.
'Anyway,' Ryan said hastily, before Pete could inquire exactly who had inspired Ryan's rare erection (the honest answer was Brendon and maybe Gabe, but uh, yeah) 'Why're you having a party without me?'
'Me? Without... would I do that, Ryro?' Pete demanded, giving Ryan the most adorable puppy eyes he'd ever seen and Ryan shrugged, giving in to his best friend. 'Maybe?'
'No! I would not.' Pete sniffed, returning to the blond boy's side. 'Anyway, so, this is Trick-' the boy coughed quietly and Pete went red, correcting himself quickly – which Ryan certainly noticed – 'erm, Patrick. He's from... Science class!' Pete nodded happily. 'We were about to play a game, wanna play... like, with us?'
Ryan blinked, and then shrugged. It couldn't be that bad, and if Brendon was in so was he. 'Sure.' he murmured, immediately regretting his words as Pete revealed a bottle from inside his jeans-Ryan wondered how it was even possible to fit a bottle in his pockets, since the skinny jeans appeared to be painted on Pete's legs-and grinned. 'So we're playing Truth or Dare, with a little twist. Everyone sit in a circle and I'll show you-no standing up once you've sat down, though!' he continued, humming slightly as he sat down. Ryan and Brendon exchanged a look and then sat down beside each other, Ryan inwardly just screaming because wow, he was sat next to Brendon Urie. God.
'Okay, so. Truth, Dare, Snog or Strip!' Pete yelled happily, throwing the bottle up. Ryan cringed away, eyes shut tight, but when there was no crash of glass he opened them again to see Pete had caught it and was humming cheerfully, waiting for Ryan's full attention once more. Once he had it, he placed the bottle down and began to explain the rules, still grinning broadly.
'So you pick one-Truth, Dare, Snog or Strip, and then you spin the bottle. If it's truth, the person it lands on has to answer a question of your choice and if they lie, then they have to take off an item of clothing. If it's dare, then the person it lands of has to do a dare of your choice and if they refuse they have to do the forfeit, which is removing an item of clothing-below the waist! If it's snog, well... er, obviously you have to snog with the person it lands on. If they refuse, they have to snog both of the people next to them, and if they refuse that then well, they're out of the game cause that's just mean. If it's strip, then like... the person has to strip off an item of clothing, whatever you, the spinner, chooses. So... I choose strip!' he declared, spinning the bottle.
It went round and round and round and then, horror, it came to rest at Ryan's ankle. 'Oh shit.' Ryan muttered under his breath, while Pete shrieked happily.
'Okay Ryro,' he said cheerfully, grinning. 'I'm gonna be nice right, and cause it's the whole first guy, first go and you must be totally nervous, you can take off your shirt. Isn't that lovely of me?' he smirked deviously. Ryan ignored him completely, hooking his fingers under the bottom of his shirt and tearing it off quickly before crossing his arms over his chest, thanking god he had no issues with his weight or anything.
Pete looked him up and down slowly and whispered something to the blond haired kid that sounded like 'what a waste right, Patrick', before looking back at Ryan-his face this time. 'So now you have to spin the bottle.'
'Um.' Ryan coughed awkwardly, considering his choices. 'I guess I pick... snog.' because of course, Pete would call him a wimp if he didn't. Or maybe Ryan just wanted to make out with one of these amazing guys, but no, it was obviously the first thing.
He flicked the bottle (then winced, cause shit, it hurt) and watched as it began to spin, picking up speed before suddenly beginning to slow down, down, down... and it came to rest on the quiet boy-Patrick.
'No.' Pete said, suddenly hard-faced. 'Spin again.'
Ryan blinked. Wow. He hadn't noticed anything going on with Pete and Patrick! But... well, Pete did change affections quickly. 'Uh, okay.' he shrugged again, thinking it better not to argue with Pete as he spun the bottle. This time it stopped at-Gabe.
Mm. Ryan thought, as Gabe crawled across the circle until he was kneeling in front of Ryan, smirking sexily. 'Hey Ryro,' he purred, leaning closer with his hands on Ryan's knees, until suddenly their mouths met in a hot, desperate kiss. Ryan groaned, leaning in to it and parting his lips as Gabe's hot tongue slipped in to Ryan's mouth, exploring and tickling. 'Fuck,' he moaned against the taller boy's silky lips, eyes rolling back as his fingers moved inwards to caress Ryan's arousal-and then Gabe leaned back, chuckling throatily, his eyes dark. 'You're a good kisser,' was all he said before moving back to sit next to William, who looked flushed and possibly more aroused than Ryan felt. If that was even possible, because Ryan felt pretty damn hot right now.
He passed the bottle over to Gabe, who thanked him with a flick against Ryan's neck-just not with his finger. Shuddering in pleasure Ryan leaned back next to Brendon as Gabe yelled 'Dare!' before spinning the bottle. It went round and round before coming to rest on Ryan. 'No fair,' Brendon whined miserably. 'He had a go. I want a go.'
Ryan paused, and then breathed out in a sigh. The bottle flicked left, right, then slipped round to face Brendon who beamed, giving Ryan a huge hug. 'You're the best Ryry!' he enthused, before looking up at Gabe expectantly.
Gabe laughed, tapping his chin with his finger before deciding on a dare. 'Okay, Brendon. I dare you to fake an orgasm.'
Brendon's eyes widened, and then he shrugged, slipping in to the middle of the circle, lying on his back and tugging down his jeans until he was just in his boxers. Ryan began to drool.
Brendon bucked his hips up, moaning loudly. 'Nnnnn,' he hissed, and there was a bulge in his boxers, Ryan swore there was. 'Ah, shit,' he groaned, as he palmed at his-his erection Ryan decided, eyes practicing dancing out of their sockets for a closer look. 'Nguhh... mm... Ryan!' Brendon howled as his hips bucked again and a dark stain covered the front of his boxers-and an equally dark red blush stained his pale cheeks.
'That was not fake.' Gabe protested as Brendon, still blushing, zipped his jeans up and went back to Ryan who was sort of in shock right now., because Brendon Urie had just screamed his name in an orgasm.
'So your mom,' Brendon replied in a higher voice than usual as he reached for the bottle, just as Ryan reached out to hand it to him. Their fingers met and Ryan felt a spark dance up his arm.
Now things were beginning to get interesting.
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Also, I've found myself a Beta again, haha. Welcome to the story, Charzie. I hope you know what you're in for :P
Okay guys, Rate & Review! :3
I know Gabe kissing Ryan's hand was a little like, whoa really? But I'm thinking Ryan's gonna have a crush on Gabe xDD
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