Caught Horny: the Prequel


Pairing: Billy/Quinn/Joel
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Band: Good Charlotte/the Used/
Rated: NC-17
Dated: April 29, 2003
Summary: the prequel to mattversion.


"We’ll need you for one more shot then you’re free to go for the day,” the director tells me as I take a sip from a bottle of water. I nod and follow him out to the performance area, my eyes scanning the crowd.

I feel a hand on my shoulder and smile- turning quickly only to be disappointed. “Oh hey Tony.” I politely smile.

“Hey Bill,” he says and begins to chat about…something I dunno I'm not really paying attention. After a minute or two I listen as he says, “it’s hard to keep myself in check when I see Benji sitting there all sexy, ya know. I just wanna jump him…”

I smile as the director tells us to get ready and turn to Tony, “yeah, I understand. Hey, do me a favor- if ya see Quinn, tell him not to go far, okay?”

Tony disappears into the crowd around the pool performance area and on instinct my eyes scan the crowd above us once again. It seems there is an overwhelming majority of blonde heads- mocking me, teasing me and not giving me what I want.

I hear the director shouting instructions and its right then that the object of my lust appears. He smiles and offers a wave as the music starts and he fades into the crowd of pulsing people.

=-=

“And cut,” the director yells. I hand my guitar over and walk into the crowd searching for my boyfriend. I sigh when I see no sight of him and figure that maybe he’s in the dressing room. I begin to head towards the house where they’re located when a hand slipping into mine stops me.

I look up and meet honey brown eyes shrouded by platinum blonde hair and soft lips begging to be met.

Neither of us say anything, we simply turn and make our way towards the dressing room. His hand finds its way to my hip and stays there as we filter through the people.

Just as we reach the door it opens and Joel steps out almost colliding with us.

He grins and laughs slightly, “Whoa, heh sorry. Hey, you two wanna come watch us do the last shot?” his eyes snap between us and down to Quinn’s hand still on my hip.

I glance at Quinn and he shrugs as I give a ‘yes’. Joel grins and we follow him to the little garage area where Tony is sitting, Benji not far away.

The music starts and Joel starts singing, us just out of the camera. Quinn stands behind me, his hands on my hips and mouth right next to my ear. I can feel his chest rising and falling against my back and his breath in my ear.

“MMM,” Quinn purrs lowly, “you know what I'm thinking?” I murmur ‘hmm?’ and he slides his arm to rest fully across my stomach. “Joel…when he does that little shoulder thing…” he pauses and I can feel him smile. His lips press into my hair behind my ear and he groans, his lips sliding down to the back of my neck and kissing me there.

I lean my body more into him and finish his unspoken thought, “you want him?”

A sexy chuckle slips from his throat, “you know me too well.” He kisses my neck and whispers again, “but only if you’ll join in…”

“Of course,” I smirk as he pulls me firmly against himself, his breath warm on my neck and his tongue wet against my skin.

The music stops and we’re all allowed to leave. Quinn and I wait a while before going to look for Joel. We find him in the dressing room talking to Paul. We sit on the plastic covered furniture and wait for Paul to leave.

Joel’s eyes keep flicking to us. Maybe its cuz I’m practically in Quinn’s lap, his hands running up and down my stomach and his kisses grazing my neck and face every so often.

Paul finally leaves and Joel messes with his hair in front of the mirror, his eyes locked on us.

Quinn’s hands on my hips pushes me forward to stand and I wait for him to get up behind me. We step over to Joel and Quinn slides his hand over Joel’s shoulder, “Hey Joel,” he purrs, “ya know I was watching you today. You looked hot.”

Joel looks over at Quinn, partially shocked at the phrase, before looking over at me with a look that says ‘are you ok with him telling me that?’ I smile and Joel turns back to Quinn.

Quinn slides his hand down Joel’s arm, those caramel eyes undressing Joel. And it’s making me hot. Quinn reaches his hand across Joel’s stomach, the brown haired man’s eyes following every move.

Before Quinn can place his hand on Joel’s hot body, Joel shakes his head and backs away aiming to go sit on the couch, “I don’t think that’s a good idea…” Joel trails off.

Quinn glances at me before putting his hand on Joel’s back and stopping him from moving from between us. He leans in close to Joel’s ear and uses that smooth voice of his to win our way, “Come on Joel, what’s the problem?” he asks, his fingers playing at Joel’s waist. “I already know about you and Benji and all about your times with Billy…” Joel’s head shoots up and he stares at Quinn, surprised once again. Quinn smirks and continues, “…and I must say, that is one threesome. Hot. Too bad I couldn’t have been there.” Quinn leans in close, his breath causing goose bumps to appear on Joel’s creamy skin. Quinn shrugs, “Besides, I know the road gets boring. Who do you think gave Jeph his first gay blowjob?” With this Quinn leans in and runs his tongue across Joel’s jaw and up to his ear, darting his tongue inside to tease.

Joel catches Quinn’s lips then murmurs, “Slut.”

Quinn smirks, his hand resting on Joel’s chest, “Oh you know you love it. And you want in on me and Billy, I can feel it,” he says as his hand travels down Joel’s body cupping his crotch in a crude way of validating our intentions.

Joel’s mouth drops open and his eyes fall shut a barely audible sigh escaping his lips.

Quinn’s lips slip to Joel’s neck and his hand begins to stroke the older man in a teasing fashion through the fabric of his Dickies. Joel bites his lip, his head lolled to one side and I can’t help but ache to kiss him.

I step in front of him and his brown eyes gleam under those heavy lids and feather lashes. His thick lips meet mine and he groans into my mouth as my hands slide down his chest and up under his t-shirt. I pull away and pull the shirt off; Quinn’s lips removed from their place on his neck- a reddened patch where they were.

He smiles at his accomplishment before removing his hand from Joel’s crotch and onto mine. I moan at the brief contact before he quickly undoes my belt, button and zipper- Joel watching his expert hands move. Quinn pulls my pants down to my knees before grinning at me and sliding his hands over to Joel’s hips. I discard my pants and smile as I watch Joel watching Quinn’s hands undo his pants, his fingers playing just above the bulge in Joel’s pants.

Getting them undone Quinn pulls his hands back to let me pull Joel’s pants down. I slide them down to the floor then slide my hands back up his thighs and over his hips, his skin warm and taught.

Joel steps out of his pants as I taste his lips, our kiss rough and fevered. Quinn undresses as I continue to kiss Joel- Joel’s hands pulling my shirt off and pulling our bodies together.

I grind our hips together and Joel throws his head back, moaning as Quinn presses his body flush against him from behind.

Quinn’s hands grip Joel’s hips as he kisses down his spine. I rolls my hips against Joel’s and bite his bottom lip, he reacts by flicking his tongue along my piercing. We get caught up in kissing as Quinn goes back to his clothes and gets what we need.

I turn us around so that Joel’s ass is pressed up against the table behind him and feverishly kiss him- our lips slick against each other and moans playing with his voice.

I open my eyes and look in the reflection of the mirror catching Quinn’s eyes hungrily staring at Joel and I. Quinn smirks and wraps his arms around both of us, pushing Joel up onto the table.

Joel moans and pulls back from my lips, panting and sweaty already. He watches as Quinn hands the tube to me and switches places before kissing him roughly. Their tongues meeting outside of Quinn’s mouth before slipping inside.

Joel moans lying back on the table as I begin to stretch him, Quinn still attached to his lips. I know when Joel is relaxed and lube up Quinn’s cock. At my motions, Quinn breaks their kiss with a throaty moan and a grin in my direction.

He stands up and pulls Joel’s legs up and around his hips, Joel moaning as Quinn slides his cock over his hole teasingly.

“Fuck…fuck me, touch me, do something!” Joel’s voice is filled with frustration.

Quinn smirks at me and I run my hand down Joel’s stomach. He squirms wanting contact and I grip the base of his cock, leaning down and licking the tip. He moans and tries to buck up towards my mouth but Quinn's fingers are glued to his hips.

Joel moans and throws his head back against the table, his back flat against the wood, as I throat him. That split second as his moan ends, Quinn shoves in and he screams-his back arching and Quinn’s grip on his hips leaving white finger marks from pressing into his skin.

Joel’s fingers grip the edge of the table as Quinn pulls out and slams back in, my mouth bobbing up and down his length.

Joel is a mess of moans, writhing on the wooden surface, his legs clamped around Quinn’s hips, fingers gripping the edge of the table, and the taste of his pre cum in my mouth.

Quinn’s thrusts slow just when they begin to speed up and he tugs on my arm. I look up at him and he points to my erection, “Looks painful.”

I place my hand on Joel’s cock and remove my mouth, leaning up and kissing Quinn. Joel groans when he realizes we’ve stopped all movement and Quinn pulls away from my lips grinning, “Oh you want more?”

Joel nods and begs, “Please.”

Quinn smirks; we’ve got him begging now. Oh yeah, we’re good.

Quinn grabs the lube and coats Joel’s dick, Joel watching him curiously. Quinn grins and motions for me to climb up, his hands on my hips guiding me over Joel’s cock.

Joel moans, “Oh fuck,” as Quinn lowers me onto Joel, my own moan resonating through the small room.

Joel is lying on the table and I'm sitting on his cock, my boyfriend is inside Joel and his chest is against my back.

I moan as I relax and feel more of Joel slip inside me. Quinn’s breath is hot on my neck and his chest rising and falling against me.

I watch Joel’s face, his eyes squeezing shut and his teeth clenched, as Quinn begins to fuck him again. I lean forward slightly and put my palms flat on Joel’s stomach and rock my hips, hearing my own moans mix with Quinn and Joel’s.

I note Quinn’s fast pace by feeling his stomach hit my ass and look up at Joel who’s just too delicious looking for his own good. I feel his muscles clenching and unclenching underneath my hands and he groans, “Fuck Billy, faster.”

Quinn’s hands slip around my thin hips again and he pulls them up- forcing me to lift off Joel’s lap before falling back down, earning an “Oh...yes” from Joel.

After a few lifts I lean back onto Quinn with a moan and spread my legs, Joel’s vision settling on my cock. He ungrips the table’s edge and places his hands on my knees, squeezing them tightly.

Quinn continues to hammer into Joel and lift me up as I roll my hips, Joel’s pleased body trembling beneath us.

I turn my head slightly and meet Quinn’s lips, Joel’s eyes fixed on us kissing. I moan and break the lip lock as I feel Joel’s hand wrap around my cock, my ass pressing hard against Joel’s waist.

Joel moans in response and slides his hand up and down my shaft, Quinn and I increasing our pace in order to come all at once.

Quinn’s hand slips to my erection and works with Joel’s hand as I feel him shaking, ready to come at any second.

“Oh…oh, I think,” Joel squeaks, “I…I’m coming!”

Quinn picks me up one last time and slams into Joel, bringing my body down at the same time- three loud moans echoing in the room.

I come all over Joel and Quinn shakes behind me, Joel thrashing around wildly and arching his back- moaning from deep in his chest.

=-=

I smile as I see Joel run his fingertips over the bruises starting to form around his hips. Has he seen the hickey on his neck? He pulls his pants up the rest of the way and casts a look at Quinn before meeting my eyes.

“I’ve been watching you two. Waiting.” He shakes his head, a satisfied tone in his voice, “Damn, I guess I shouldn’t have wished to get to have you two together.” He slips his shirt down, Quinn and I still watching him intently, “Hah, bruises. Shoulda taken Benji’s word for it.”

=-=

the end.


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