
Band: MEST/GC
Pairing: Matt/Jere, and two others
Rating: NC-17
Dated: September 22, 2003
Summary: A room situation reveals a relationship and gives Matt inspiration
to make sure Jere knows how he feels. Ehh, it’s some serious fluff and smut
so yeah, you’ve been warned.
disclaimer: Graphic male/male sex. Not Real. Never Happened.
PURE SMUTTY FICTION!
Hey Roomie
“Come on, please?” Tony begs, looking longingly across the lobby at Benji. I look over and see Joel shrug at whatever Benji’s saying- I'm sure it has to do with what Tony is asking us.
“And we can’t get another room?” Jere asks just to make sure.
Tony shakes his head, “No, there’s some convention or shit going on- all the fucking hotels around are booked. Believe me, we tried…”
“But what if Jere and I want to fool around? We have needs too, ya know,” I whisper and whine as I glance at Jere to see him smile shyly.
“But Matt,” Tony whines back and pouts, “Benji and I don’t get to be fucking alone as much as you two. I hardly ever see him let alone fuck him.”
I groan, “mphf, alright- what’s in it for us?”
Tony grins like he just got a new toy on Christmas, “The next hotel I’ll make sure you two get a room all to yourselves. And I’ll even let you guys fuck in the backroom on the bus if you have to, just please…”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” Jere nods picking up his bag and slinging it over his shoulder. I watch him and he looks over at me, shrugging and smiling softly.
Benji walks over and places his hand casually on Tony’s hip, “So, umm…Billy and Joel are fine with sharing a room…if you two are?”
I nod and pick up my bag, Benji handing us our room key and saying that Billy and Joel already went up. We make our way to the elevator, waiting for a free one.
As soon as the door of the elevator shuts Tony wraps his arms around Benji's shoulders and leans in to kiss him. Jere grips my bicep and rests his head on my shoulder, closing his eyes and nuzzling his cheek into my t-shirt. I glace at Benji's hands snaking around Tony’s hips and sigh pulling Jere closer- well at least I get to sleep next to him tonight in a real bed and not a tiny cramped bunk, although the closeness is nice.
The doors open again and we all step out, Benji and Tony mumbling ‘goodnight’s quickly as they make their way down the hall ahead of us. I lean over and kiss Jere on the neck before he leans in for a real kiss as we stop at the room door.
We pull away and he smiles again, his eyes half lidded. He looks tired so the room situation might not be so bad after all.
I knock lightly on the door and it’s opened by a shirtless Billy. He pulls the shirt in his hand on as he steps aside and we walk in.
Joel greets us and makes small talk before telling us that the bed by the window is ours and he and Billy are going to get a bite to eat. Billy tells us they’ll be back in a half hour or so and Jere waves them off, telling them “take your time.”
He flops on the bed, his shirt sliding up his stomach revealing his boxers and white skin. I laugh and he sits back up, dragging his hands through his hair and making it all slick forward. “I need to shower,” he says standing up and unbuckling his belt, “wanna join me?”
I grin and begin to undress, “What if Joel and Bill come back and see? What’ll we tell ‘em?”
Jere shrugs and pulls his shirt up, tossing it onto his bag as he looks over his shoulder at me, “I couldn’t find the soap?”
I laugh and nod, “Lost a contact?”
His pants go next, “Needed you to help me ‘wash my back’.”
“You… were drowning and needed me to give you CPR through your dick?”
Jere stops, his hands on his hips beginning to remove his boxers. He looks my way cocking an eyebrow before rolling his eyes and shaking his head. He steps in the bathroom “get your ass in here, Matty.”
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I turn onto my stomach, the scratchy comforter harsh against my bare skin. I bury my head in the pillow and try to fall back asleep, not knowing or caring what woke me up. It’s still dark, dark means sleep. Sleep is good.
“Shhh…*creak* ahh, yeah.” I hear a muffled voice squeak out. I freeze. That can’t be… Is it? Who’s getting ass in the next bed? I open my eyes quickly and peer into the darkness. It has to be either Billy or Joel, with a groupie maybe?
I squint and try to focus on anything in front of me, the darkened room hiding me. I don’t dare move, although if they…are, then I doubt they’d even remember I was in the room. That we were in the room.
I strain my ears, finally waking up enough to hear the sound of sheets crinkling and fingers skimming along the starched white cotton. My eyes focus on the bed not even 6 feet from me.
But all I see is a pair of shoulders and short dark hair with a reddish stripe down the middle of this person’s head. Joel. I squint and see the star on his shoulder and follow his arm down to his fingers which appear to be running through another person’s hair. They’re kissing, the other person underneath Joel’s prone form. I watch closely as his head tilts to the side and I'm left with a view of the back of his head.
But wait, there are arms! Snaking out from underneath the sheets! Damn that chick has got a full arm of tattoos. The thin arms make their way around Joel’s shoulders, black painted fingernails running over the nape of his neck.
Wait a minute. I’ve seen those tattoos before, many times before. I squint again and try to make out the dark lines and vivid colors shadowed by the darkness of the room.
No way… No fucking way!
Billy.
Joel sits up a bit and pulls away from Billy a little. Yep that’s Billy. His eyes are closed with his lip ring between his teeth and his fingers clawing at Joel’s arms, Joel’s hand between the two of them. I can’t see but I can imagine what he’s doing.
Joel sits all the way up on his knees now and I watch as his hands skim down Billy’s thin body. Joel grips his hips and moves forward a bit. My eyes flick up to see Billy’s expressions- his mouth falling open and brows creasing, a loud gasp escaping. I look up at Joel now and see pretty much the same reaction, only more pleasured.
He slows his body’s movements and leans down to kiss Billy, the kiss warm and loving.
I close my eyes because now I see that this is something more than just a simple fuck, this is love I’m watching here. I feel like I’m intruding- but if they wanted privacy what were they thinking fucking with Jere and me in the room?
I open my eyes in time to see Joel thrust forward and Billy grip the pillows. He tilts his chin up and closes his eyes as Joel fucks him hard.
The sheet is slowly sliding down Joel’s back, little by little with each thrust. I can see Billy’s knees right next to Joel’s hips, moving against Joel’s drives in an effort to push back.
The sheet has slipped all the way and now I’m just laying here watching Joel pound in and out of Billy.
He leans down again and kisses Billy once more, whispering “sorry…gotta be…quick”. Billy nods staring up at Joel as he resumes the rhythm.
Joel’s head lolls back before he leans forward slightly, holding himself up on his arms- his hips still beating against Billy’s. I watch his shoulder and back muscles move before I look up at his face.
They’re staring at each other. Bodies moving against each other, fingers clenching the sheets- just staring at each other. Joel has a tiny smile pulling at the corners of his mouth and Billy is watching Joel, his body writhing against the bed.
Joel reaches between them and I can see his hand sliding over Billy’s lap. Billy’s back arches and he breaks eye contact, pushing his body harder against Joel’s.
His jaw drops in a silent gasp and he breathes out in what would be a moan if they weren’t trying to be quiet. His body shakes and starts to relax after coming.
Joel thrusts a few more times before he grunts and comes too.
I watch as they relax into the bedding together. Joel pulls the covers up around them and kisses Billy. Soft lazy kisses on his neck, face, and chest before they kiss each other slowly and sweetly.
They whisper and I can’t make it out, but it really isn’t my place to hear. I watch them fall asleep, arms falling limp and eyes falling shut. Two sets of soft snores tell me they’re really asleep.
I roll onto my back, still watching them to make sure they haven’t seen me. I stare up at the ceiling and replay the scene I just saw over in my head.
I can’t tell you the last time I had sex like that. Not since Jere and I first got together and everything was new. Now it’s just a quick fuck here or a blowjob in the shower or other interchangeable location, rough and sloppy and now that I’ve witnessed what it could be again- I want it.
I want to show him how much he means to me instead of just a few murmured ‘I love you’s in post-orgasmic descent.
I glance over one more time to make sure Joel and Billy are asleep before turning on my side facing Jere. I watch his shoulders move as he breathes, his back curved slightly as he sleeps on his side.
I smile and slide close to his body, my chest pressing against his warm back and my hands slipping over his chest before resting on his stomach. I rest my cheek lightly against his hair before pressing my lips to the back of his neck.
His skin is so warm against mine and the smell of his hair is infiltrating my nose. I giggle silently as his messy dark hair tickles my nose as I press my face next to his once more.
I run my hands slowly up his stomach, his skin soft against my fingertips and his body flush against my own.
I place a kiss on his ear before trying to wake him up, whispering “Jere…Jeremiah, Jeremiah wake up” my hands sliding back down to rest on his hips. I press my body closer to his and whisper his name again, feeling him beginning to stir. “Jeremiah, wake up, come on baby…” he turns his head and blinks up at me.
I smile and put my finger to my lips as he gives me a confused look, “Shh, lay back down,” I say the last part as quietly as I can while running my hand just beneath the elastic of his boxers. He smiles and lies back down; probably just thinking I’m horny.
I nuzzle my face in his hair again and run my hand a little lower, feeling him getting turned on by my soft touches. He places his hand on my wrist, not pushing away just resting there, and I kiss his shoulder as my fingertips graze slowly over his lap, his hips pressing forward ever so slightly.
I smile again, even though he can’t see it, and skim my fingers over his lower body once more- this time a little more forceful. He releases a breath and presses my hand harder against his body.
I move my hand against him in a steady pace, thriving off his gasps and sighs and warm skin pressing back against mine. He lifts a hand to run through my hair and whispers “Mattie” as he begins to grind his hips against my hand and ass against my own erection.
I moan quietly in his ear and remove my hand from his cock, hearing him groan because he was getting really hard. I slide my hand out of his boxers and grip the elastic, pulling them down and allowing him to kick them off.
I partially sit up so I can see him and slide my hand back up his thigh and between his legs, his hips shifting to allow my hand access. My fingertip teases his sensitized skin and I watch him smile as his eyes fall shut and his body relaxes against mine.
Leaning down to kiss him, I push my finger inside him at the same time. He flicks his tongue against mine in a soft slow kiss and I think he’s got the idea now.
I pull away and lay back against him again, removing my hand and gripping his hips. He grips onto the edge of the bed and pushes his hips back as I push mine forward. I hear his breathing pick up as I slide inside of him, the heat of his body pulling me into pure bliss.
I wrap my arms around his waist and press my chest against his back, my face pressed into his neck as I listen to his breathing and heartbeat loud in my ears. I move my hips against his ass slowly, pulling almost all the way out before pushing back in as deep as I can go. I roll my hips against his backside, slow fluid deep movements. He pushes against me as I do it again and in no time we’re writhing against each other beneath the sheets.
Our skin is damp and sticks together and our rhythm is slow and paced.
I kiss his shoulder and neck, our bodies getting close. I move my hand back down to his cock and stroke him quickly, seeing and feeling his pleasure making me get closer to climax.
“God you’re beautiful,” I whisper in his ear, “I love you so much.” I say and kiss him on the neck.
His back arches and I press harder against him, picking up our pace and tipping us over the edge. I whisper again, “that’s it baby, come for me.”
He shakes beneath me and comes in my hand as I come deep inside him.
As soon as our bodies stop trembling I pull out of him and he turns around in my arms. He presses our foreheads together and closes his eyes, smiling softly and cuddling up into my chest.
I rub his back and listen to him pant, feeling my own heart still rattling in my chest.
He pulls back and looks up at me through tired loving eyes. He opens his mouth but I silence him with a kiss. He doesn’t need to say it- I know already.
And I hope I was able to show him what he means to me, not just in my words because it’s more than words could ever describe.
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the end.
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