Manthony ✨

Tired?

~TIRED?~

⚠️TW: ⚠️Smut - If you do not like smut, don't read! Thank you and enjoy! :)

ATTENTION: This is FANFICTION and none of this is CONFIRMED. No hate to ANY of the Chase Atlantic members or their girlfriends, please! Enjoy <3

Idea by Alex_Wreck_ENGLISH

~Mitchel~

"Good night NYC, see y'all soon," I shout out, out of breath and sweating from the show. People scream back and start filing out of the stadium. Once everyone is supposedly out of the stadium, I put my hands on my knees and catch my breath before standing back up and putting my hands behind my head, stretching,

"Long night," Christian says and I nod,

"I'm exhausted," Clinton agrees and we all get ready to leave. We head outside and get into the car waiting for us, listening to the shouts of the few people who stayed behind to see us. I get in the car first and then my brother does and Christian is last. I stare out the window and the driver takes us back. When we get back to our hotel, we grab beers from our mini-fridge and drink a bottle each,

"I'm going to bed, nice job tonight guys," Clinton says and takes his beer to his room. I have a feeling he knows Christian and I are probably gonna have sex. When Clinton closes his door, Christian takes another sip of his beer,

"You tired?" He asks me and I shake my head,

"Not really, you?" I ask and he shakes his head too. I take a swig of my beer when he stands up and heads to our room. I sit there for a moment, in the dark, thinking. I stare at the city out the window before I get up and go to his bedroom. I barely make it through the doorway before his lips are against mine and he closes the door, smashing me against it. I wrap my legs around his hips and he starts to fumble with my pants,

"I'm tired, but I wanna fuck you," he slurs and I drop the beer that was apparently still in my hands. It spills over our legs and I can't care when he's pulling my pants down and ripping my underwear off. He keeps me against the door,

"Put your legs on my shoulders," he says, starting to help me get my legs on his shoulders so I'm pushed against the wall, my heels digging into his back, his head between my thighs. He's on his knees and I'm only able to stay propped up because he's got his hands on my ass and I'm pressed harshly against the wall. This position is hot as fuck and the second he starts to tease the head of my cock I groan and dig my heels into his bare back,

"Christian," I gasp when he seals his lips around the head of me and starts sucking. The only sounds in the room is my heavy breathing, the sound of his mouth on my dick and my T-shirt covered back moving up and down against the wall once he deepthroats me and bobs his head. I moan and I can feel myself hit the back of his throat. He squeezes my ass and I feel my orgasm around the corner,

"Christian," I moan and he groans against my dick. He can't touch himself because he needs to keep me up against the wall and I can tell it's killing him. I dig my heels into his back as I groan,

"I'm gonna cum," and he hollows out his cheeks and I'm about to release when he stops, "Kras," I groan and he picks me up and throws me on the bed. He prepares us and then slams into me. I was close before so this feels good as shit. He's going too fast though. It starts to hurt among the pleasure and I have to tell him to slow down,

"Kras, slow down," I can hear my voice crack,

"Take it you slut," he says and bundles my shirt up, shoving it in my mouth like a gag and tells me to deal with it. I moan against the fabric and he goes faster. He releases inside of me and keeps going for me. It hurts so fucking good. I know I'm going to cum, but I don't know when. He keeps going and that's when he grabs my cock and starts to stroke too slowly. I moan into my shirt and after a few more thrusts inside of me and strokes on my dick, I feel my eyes roll back into my head and I orgasm. I groan, the loud sound muffled by the gag and he takes it out,

"Tired?" He asks and I know he's only asking because he wants to go again. I want to as well so I get into doggy position and he grins,

"Thought so," he whispers.