Punk, more or less

JealousLuke vs JealousMichael

AN/ This is the longest chapter I've had yet for this story :p

Michael looked at the picture with a frown, the caption said Bestie, was Michael supposed to feel jealous?

“You ok there buddy?” Ashton asks him, he nods as then looks down at the tattoo guy that was still busy.

“I bet your online friend is going to love this.” Ashton says, he hissed just a bit at his own tattoo but it was fine we were used to it.

I decided to message the boy after liking the picture.

PunkAssBitch: Babe, you having a sleepover?

PenguinLover: Yes.

PunkAssBitch: Damn, so we can’t talk or what?

PenguinLover: Of course we can but weren’t you at the tattoo parlor?

PunkAssBitch: I’m almost done.

PenguinLover: So we can almost talk about you sucking me off?

I shift uncomfortably and the tattoo guy looks over at me.

“Sorry.” I whisper, he rolls his eyes and gets back to de tattoo.

PunkAssBitch: You just made me hard, AGAINST the tattoo guy’s arm :s

PenguinLover: Well, I bet the tattoo guy liked that *Smirk* Have you got jeans on or like, can he see how hard you are for me?

PunkAssBitch: Don’t fucking smirk at me, or I’ll have to come over there and make you fix my problem ;) my jeans are pushed down, so YES he can see that! He seems impressed ;)

PenguinLover: I’ll fix yours if you fix mine? Hmm impressed, really? I’ll be the judge of that :p

PunkAssBitch: Well I don’t think I can say no to that ;)

Penguinlover: I wonder how it feels to have your lips on me. *InnocentThinkingFace*

PunkAssBitch: Babe, I’ve got skills you’ve probably not even dreamed off. Maybe we should finish this convo at home, where there isn’t an old guy getting uncomfortable.

“Dude, can you like, put that down!” The tattoo guy asks me.

“Sorry, man.” I whisper.

“Michael! Stop texting him if he’s making you hard!” Ashton yells at me, the tattoo guy that was working on him turned to look and then chuckled.

“SHUT UP! Fuck it, you’d be hard to if you’d seen the boy and read what he was saying to me.” I mutter.

PenguinLover: I wouldn’t be so sure about that, I’ve had some real dirty dreams ;p

I didn’t check my messages after that until I was safely dressed and out of the tattoo parlor, Ashton and I also walked home after buying something to eat too.

PenguinLover: My Bestie wants you to upload a picture with your roommate.

“Ashy!” I whine at Ashton as we’re back on our couch in our flat. Ashton looks over at me, both of us in just our boxers, airing out the new tattoos.

“What?” He asks me.

“His bestie wants me to upload a picture with you.” I tell him, Ashton frowns and shakes his head no.

PunkAssBitch: He doesn’t want to.

PenguinLover: well then you can suck yourself off.

PunkAssBitch: I’ll get somebody else to suck me off then.