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“But I don’t know what I want to wear Joe,” Patrick said with a small pout as he looked through his closet. He had plenty of money, but that didn’t mean he had a huge walk in closet full of clothes. His was actually average sized, but Patrick was picky, and when he was going to be around a lot of their friends, he was even more picky.
Joe, who was sitting on Patrick’s bed, leaning back on his elbows, chuckled as he looked at Patrick, watching him try to decide what to wear. He shook his head and looked at Patrick’s current outfit, a pair of blue jeans and a black shirt with some saying on it that he hadn’t really looked at. “What’s wrong with what you have on baby?” he asked, chuckling since this was beginning to remind him of watching some cheesy movie with the chick complaining about her outfit.
“The jeans are hugging my thighs weird and the shirt shows how fat I am?” Patrick looked at a shirt and debated for a moment before he shook his head. Patrick was caught off guard when he was gently spun to face Joe and was pushed back until he was against the wall. “J-Joe?”
“You know, I think I’m going to break you of putting yourself down,” Joe said with a lazy grin as he slid down Patrick’s body, looking up at Patrick’s confused eyes that followed him as he got on his knees at Patrick’s feet. Joe unbuttoned Patrick’s jeans, and then unzipped them, grinning when he saw Patrick wasn’t wear anything underneath. “No boxer-briefs? Nice,” he chuckled at the blushing Patrick.
“Joe, what are you,” Patrick’s words were cut off by a gasp and a moan as Joe licked up the little bit of his cock, part of his shaft to his base, that was showing as Joe pulled his pants down a little bit.
Joe gently nibbled on the flesh that showed before he pushed Patrick’s pants down to his ankles. He took Patrick’s head in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the flesh. Hearing Patrick moan, he grinned and looked up at him, biting down behind Patrick’s head, pressing his tongue against the slit. He wrapped his hand around Patrick’s shaft, pumping his fist slowly as he gently bit down.
Patrick, who had his eyes locked on Joe, shuddered, and moaned. “Oh God...” He bit his lip slightly as he looked at Joe’s eyes when they looked up at him as Joe’s mouth continued to pleasure him.
Joe pressed his tongue against the slit more, almost as if he was trying to press in as he squeezed on Patrick’s base, making his boyfriend give a loud moan. He tugged at the head with his teeth before taking it from his mouth and licking the underside from tip to base, stopping to lick at his lover’s sac.
Patrick moaned as he gave in and closed his eyes, leaning his head back against the wall a he legs got week. His legs trembled slightly as he tried to keep himself up as Joe gently nipped and moved to the other half of his sac, giving it equal attention. He moaned before he licked his lips, trying to form his words. “H-hon... I... can’t stand...” He swallowed hard as he fought to keep himself up.
Joe slid his free arm up and behind his bottom, holding him up as he moved his mouth from his lover’s sac to his cock, taking it in his mouth. He wrapped his other arm behind his legs as he bobbed his head, making Patrick moan his name. Joe moaned on Patrick’s shaft as he swallowed around it.
Patrick moaned loudly as Joe deep throated his cock and pulled back, dragging his teeth, stopping when his teeth stopped behind his head. When Joe pressed his tongue against his slit again, almost as if he was once more tying to press his tongue inside, he shuddered and coated the tip of Joe’s tongue with his pre.
Joe moaned when he tasted his lover’s pre, loving the taste of the fluids. He licked at the tip and swallowed the little bit of pre, pressing his tongue harder as he pumped his fist on Patrick’s cock again, his grip a little tighter than before.
“Oh God Joseph... That feels so good,” Patrick moaned as he gave more pre, gasping when Joe moaned on his head and continued to lick, pressing at his slit more as he pumped his fist a slight bit faster. Patrick moaned again, his moans getting slightly higher pitched and louder as he neared his release.
Licking steadily at the slit on Patrick’s cock head, Joe moaned when a large amount of pre coated his tongue and Patrick tangled his fingers in his fro, tugging gently. He moaned, sucking on his head, swallowing the pre before lapping harder, obviously wanting more. He listened to Patrick moan loudly as he shudder above him. He moaned with surprise when Patrick came hard in his mouth without warning; he swallowed all that he could as Patrick instinctively thrust, driving his cock down his throat. He moaned and swallowed hard, looking up at Patrick as he loosened the grip on his hair.
Patrick swallowed hard as he shuddered against the wall and looked down at Joe, watching him as he pulled up his pants and placed a soft kiss on his base before he carefully put his cock back in his pants and zipped up and buttoned his pants. When Joe stood and licked his lips, looking into Patrick’s eyes with a grin, Patrick, not caring what remained there, crushed Joe’s mouth with his own.
Joe wrapped his arms around Patrick as he walked backwards to the bed, not breaking the kiss. When he did break the kiss, they crawled on the bed together and curled up with each other so Patrick could come down from his post orgasm high.
Patrick smiled as Joe let him snuggle into his chest, trembling slightly. “So... If that’s from me calling myself fat... What happens if I call myself ugly?”
Joe laughed softly and ran his fingers through his lover’s hair. “We’ll end up late to that party.” Patrick giggled and nipped his neck, making Joe moan. “Baby, no...”
“Shut up and let me take care of that tent in your pants,” Patrick growled out softly as he moved down Joe’s body.
- - - - -
Casey frowned as she watched Pete finish off his fifth drink within two hours, knowing it couldn’t end well. Around the second one he had started moving away, by the third he was slurring, by the fourth he was starting to get rude, and now she was afraid to see how far this fifth drink would take him. She knew he didn’t like to drink, so she couldn’t understand why he was drinking now.
“Hey, you doing okay?”
Casey looked over at Andy, who had Shaun at his hip. She gave a small smile and nodded. “Yeah, I’m doing okay,” she answered, “Just trying to figure out a way to ask him why he’s drinking so much without making it sound controlling.”
Andy frowned as he looked at where his friend was talking with a couple of people. He shook his head and looked at Casey. “I’m as confused as you are,” he said as Shaun took the can of Mountain Dew from his hand and took a sip, putting it back. “I’m not used to seeing him drink, so I don’t know what’s going on...”
“Was he upset about something when you guys were setting things up?”
Shaun shook his head and shrugged. “Nah, he seemed happy as Hell that you were meeting friends of his,” he said. “He must really like you.”
“They’re in love,” Andy chuckled softly, making Casey smile slightly as a light blush crept to her cheeks.
When Andy’s smile faltered, and then faded, Casey realized his gaze was directed behind her. She furrowed her brows and looked over her shoulder, her own smile dropping from her face when she saw Pete’s tongue disappear into some brunette’s mouth, his arms snaking around her waist as the girl’s arms went around his neck. Casey felt her chest tighten as she stared at her boyfriend, making out with a girl he had introduced to her earlier. She felt Andy put his hand on her shoulder, but she gently pushed it off and made her way over to the making out pair.
When she got over to them, she cleared her throat, glaring through her slightly misty eyes as Pete and the girl broke their kiss, both looking at her. “Pete, can I talk to you for a moment?” She asked, her voice wavering.
He gave her an annoyed look that made her already fragile heart crack. Pushing the girl’s legs from his lap, he stood up, looking at her as he wavered slightly. “What do you want?” He snapped, brushing his fingers through his hair.
“I was wondering why you were making out with someone who isn’t your girlfriend...”
Pete stared at her for a moment, his eyes narrowing slightly as he looked at her as if she had said the most stupid thing he had ever heard. “C-Casey. Casey tell me something. Do I look stupid?”
“Well no, but-”
“So then did you even need to say she’s not my girlfriend?”
Casey swallowed hard. “Pete, I would really like to talk to you somewhere a little more private.”
“Well maybe I don’t fucking want to,” Pete growled out, glaring at her. “You know what? I don’t fucking care who hears this, cos I got something to say.”
“Pete-”
“Just shut up and listen,” he snapped, making her flinch slightly. She didn’t dare look around because she was sure people were looking by now. “I’ve had about just enough of the shit I have to handle with you. I can’t touch you, I can’t get mad around you, it’s fucking retarded. You need to get the fuck over your stupid fucking past because I’ve fucking had it. I mean, fuck Casey, how are your emotions going to be when we have a fucking kid? Oh wait! We’re not! And you didn’t even fucking care! You seemed fucking relieved that we weren’t going to have a kid together; am I not enough for you? Is my wallet not thick enough? My pockets not deep enough? Oh yeah,” he chuckled rubbing his hand over his chin, “my money’s not good enough for you either.”
Casey bit down on her tongue, harder than she had been when he first started, and tried to hold her tears back as she shook her head. She swallowed hard and turned away from him, walking to the door, and outside, vaguely aware of the footsteps chasing her. When a hand gently clamped around her arm, she jerked her arm free and turned to face Patrick and Joe, who both looked sorry and concerned. “Don’t,” she said, her voice breaking. “Don’t you dare try to apologize for him,” she said as a couple of tears escaped her eyes.
“Casey,” Patrick said softly as he took a step towards her, only to have her take a step back. “Just tell me you’re okay to drive,” he said softly.
“And if I’m not?”
Patrick frowned at the determination in her voice, worried about how hard she was trying to stay together. “Then, and hear me out, Joe or myself will drive you, in your car, to your apartment, and whoever doesn’t ride with you will follow in my car.”
“We just want to make sure you get home safely Casey,” Joe said, frowning as she wiped away more tears. “Please? Let one of us drive you?”
“No,” she gave a soft sob. “Because all you’ll do is make excuses for him and I’m not in the mood to hear it.”
“No,” they said together, but Patrick finished it off, “we’ll both be quiet about it. Please Casey, he was wrong to say that crap to you. Let us take you home.”
Casey wiped away her tears as she looked at the two, more tears coming to her eyes as she realized they did care for her, and not just because she was their friend’s girlfriend, or maybe it was ex-girlfriend now. She didn’t even know now. She sniffled and looked down before she gave a small nod and handed Joe her car keys.
[Author's Note: Would the following people please contact me? ^^ I liked 3 ideas, so 3 people get a one-shot lol.
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Joe, who was sitting on Patrick’s bed, leaning back on his elbows, chuckled as he looked at Patrick, watching him try to decide what to wear. He shook his head and looked at Patrick’s current outfit, a pair of blue jeans and a black shirt with some saying on it that he hadn’t really looked at. “What’s wrong with what you have on baby?” he asked, chuckling since this was beginning to remind him of watching some cheesy movie with the chick complaining about her outfit.
“The jeans are hugging my thighs weird and the shirt shows how fat I am?” Patrick looked at a shirt and debated for a moment before he shook his head. Patrick was caught off guard when he was gently spun to face Joe and was pushed back until he was against the wall. “J-Joe?”
“You know, I think I’m going to break you of putting yourself down,” Joe said with a lazy grin as he slid down Patrick’s body, looking up at Patrick’s confused eyes that followed him as he got on his knees at Patrick’s feet. Joe unbuttoned Patrick’s jeans, and then unzipped them, grinning when he saw Patrick wasn’t wear anything underneath. “No boxer-briefs? Nice,” he chuckled at the blushing Patrick.
“Joe, what are you,” Patrick’s words were cut off by a gasp and a moan as Joe licked up the little bit of his cock, part of his shaft to his base, that was showing as Joe pulled his pants down a little bit.
Joe gently nibbled on the flesh that showed before he pushed Patrick’s pants down to his ankles. He took Patrick’s head in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the flesh. Hearing Patrick moan, he grinned and looked up at him, biting down behind Patrick’s head, pressing his tongue against the slit. He wrapped his hand around Patrick’s shaft, pumping his fist slowly as he gently bit down.
Patrick, who had his eyes locked on Joe, shuddered, and moaned. “Oh God...” He bit his lip slightly as he looked at Joe’s eyes when they looked up at him as Joe’s mouth continued to pleasure him.
Joe pressed his tongue against the slit more, almost as if he was trying to press in as he squeezed on Patrick’s base, making his boyfriend give a loud moan. He tugged at the head with his teeth before taking it from his mouth and licking the underside from tip to base, stopping to lick at his lover’s sac.
Patrick moaned as he gave in and closed his eyes, leaning his head back against the wall a he legs got week. His legs trembled slightly as he tried to keep himself up as Joe gently nipped and moved to the other half of his sac, giving it equal attention. He moaned before he licked his lips, trying to form his words. “H-hon... I... can’t stand...” He swallowed hard as he fought to keep himself up.
Joe slid his free arm up and behind his bottom, holding him up as he moved his mouth from his lover’s sac to his cock, taking it in his mouth. He wrapped his other arm behind his legs as he bobbed his head, making Patrick moan his name. Joe moaned on Patrick’s shaft as he swallowed around it.
Patrick moaned loudly as Joe deep throated his cock and pulled back, dragging his teeth, stopping when his teeth stopped behind his head. When Joe pressed his tongue against his slit again, almost as if he was once more tying to press his tongue inside, he shuddered and coated the tip of Joe’s tongue with his pre.
Joe moaned when he tasted his lover’s pre, loving the taste of the fluids. He licked at the tip and swallowed the little bit of pre, pressing his tongue harder as he pumped his fist on Patrick’s cock again, his grip a little tighter than before.
“Oh God Joseph... That feels so good,” Patrick moaned as he gave more pre, gasping when Joe moaned on his head and continued to lick, pressing at his slit more as he pumped his fist a slight bit faster. Patrick moaned again, his moans getting slightly higher pitched and louder as he neared his release.
Licking steadily at the slit on Patrick’s cock head, Joe moaned when a large amount of pre coated his tongue and Patrick tangled his fingers in his fro, tugging gently. He moaned, sucking on his head, swallowing the pre before lapping harder, obviously wanting more. He listened to Patrick moan loudly as he shudder above him. He moaned with surprise when Patrick came hard in his mouth without warning; he swallowed all that he could as Patrick instinctively thrust, driving his cock down his throat. He moaned and swallowed hard, looking up at Patrick as he loosened the grip on his hair.
Patrick swallowed hard as he shuddered against the wall and looked down at Joe, watching him as he pulled up his pants and placed a soft kiss on his base before he carefully put his cock back in his pants and zipped up and buttoned his pants. When Joe stood and licked his lips, looking into Patrick’s eyes with a grin, Patrick, not caring what remained there, crushed Joe’s mouth with his own.
Joe wrapped his arms around Patrick as he walked backwards to the bed, not breaking the kiss. When he did break the kiss, they crawled on the bed together and curled up with each other so Patrick could come down from his post orgasm high.
Patrick smiled as Joe let him snuggle into his chest, trembling slightly. “So... If that’s from me calling myself fat... What happens if I call myself ugly?”
Joe laughed softly and ran his fingers through his lover’s hair. “We’ll end up late to that party.” Patrick giggled and nipped his neck, making Joe moan. “Baby, no...”
“Shut up and let me take care of that tent in your pants,” Patrick growled out softly as he moved down Joe’s body.
- - - - -
Casey frowned as she watched Pete finish off his fifth drink within two hours, knowing it couldn’t end well. Around the second one he had started moving away, by the third he was slurring, by the fourth he was starting to get rude, and now she was afraid to see how far this fifth drink would take him. She knew he didn’t like to drink, so she couldn’t understand why he was drinking now.
“Hey, you doing okay?”
Casey looked over at Andy, who had Shaun at his hip. She gave a small smile and nodded. “Yeah, I’m doing okay,” she answered, “Just trying to figure out a way to ask him why he’s drinking so much without making it sound controlling.”
Andy frowned as he looked at where his friend was talking with a couple of people. He shook his head and looked at Casey. “I’m as confused as you are,” he said as Shaun took the can of Mountain Dew from his hand and took a sip, putting it back. “I’m not used to seeing him drink, so I don’t know what’s going on...”
“Was he upset about something when you guys were setting things up?”
Shaun shook his head and shrugged. “Nah, he seemed happy as Hell that you were meeting friends of his,” he said. “He must really like you.”
“They’re in love,” Andy chuckled softly, making Casey smile slightly as a light blush crept to her cheeks.
When Andy’s smile faltered, and then faded, Casey realized his gaze was directed behind her. She furrowed her brows and looked over her shoulder, her own smile dropping from her face when she saw Pete’s tongue disappear into some brunette’s mouth, his arms snaking around her waist as the girl’s arms went around his neck. Casey felt her chest tighten as she stared at her boyfriend, making out with a girl he had introduced to her earlier. She felt Andy put his hand on her shoulder, but she gently pushed it off and made her way over to the making out pair.
When she got over to them, she cleared her throat, glaring through her slightly misty eyes as Pete and the girl broke their kiss, both looking at her. “Pete, can I talk to you for a moment?” She asked, her voice wavering.
He gave her an annoyed look that made her already fragile heart crack. Pushing the girl’s legs from his lap, he stood up, looking at her as he wavered slightly. “What do you want?” He snapped, brushing his fingers through his hair.
“I was wondering why you were making out with someone who isn’t your girlfriend...”
Pete stared at her for a moment, his eyes narrowing slightly as he looked at her as if she had said the most stupid thing he had ever heard. “C-Casey. Casey tell me something. Do I look stupid?”
“Well no, but-”
“So then did you even need to say she’s not my girlfriend?”
Casey swallowed hard. “Pete, I would really like to talk to you somewhere a little more private.”
“Well maybe I don’t fucking want to,” Pete growled out, glaring at her. “You know what? I don’t fucking care who hears this, cos I got something to say.”
“Pete-”
“Just shut up and listen,” he snapped, making her flinch slightly. She didn’t dare look around because she was sure people were looking by now. “I’ve had about just enough of the shit I have to handle with you. I can’t touch you, I can’t get mad around you, it’s fucking retarded. You need to get the fuck over your stupid fucking past because I’ve fucking had it. I mean, fuck Casey, how are your emotions going to be when we have a fucking kid? Oh wait! We’re not! And you didn’t even fucking care! You seemed fucking relieved that we weren’t going to have a kid together; am I not enough for you? Is my wallet not thick enough? My pockets not deep enough? Oh yeah,” he chuckled rubbing his hand over his chin, “my money’s not good enough for you either.”
Casey bit down on her tongue, harder than she had been when he first started, and tried to hold her tears back as she shook her head. She swallowed hard and turned away from him, walking to the door, and outside, vaguely aware of the footsteps chasing her. When a hand gently clamped around her arm, she jerked her arm free and turned to face Patrick and Joe, who both looked sorry and concerned. “Don’t,” she said, her voice breaking. “Don’t you dare try to apologize for him,” she said as a couple of tears escaped her eyes.
“Casey,” Patrick said softly as he took a step towards her, only to have her take a step back. “Just tell me you’re okay to drive,” he said softly.
“And if I’m not?”
Patrick frowned at the determination in her voice, worried about how hard she was trying to stay together. “Then, and hear me out, Joe or myself will drive you, in your car, to your apartment, and whoever doesn’t ride with you will follow in my car.”
“We just want to make sure you get home safely Casey,” Joe said, frowning as she wiped away more tears. “Please? Let one of us drive you?”
“No,” she gave a soft sob. “Because all you’ll do is make excuses for him and I’m not in the mood to hear it.”
“No,” they said together, but Patrick finished it off, “we’ll both be quiet about it. Please Casey, he was wrong to say that crap to you. Let us take you home.”
Casey wiped away her tears as she looked at the two, more tears coming to her eyes as she realized they did care for her, and not just because she was their friend’s girlfriend, or maybe it was ex-girlfriend now. She didn’t even know now. She sniffled and looked down before she gave a small nod and handed Joe her car keys.
[Author's Note: Would the following people please contact me? ^^ I liked 3 ideas, so 3 people get a one-shot lol.
girlinthemoon
redballoon
xxpoetictragedyxx
You guys can all reach me at ficfriction@hotmail.com ^^ And pardon if it takes a day or so to get back to you ^^. As for the chapter taking so long to get done, I'm really sorry you guys but I hit major writer's block ^^.]
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