a/n: i wrote this while i was high last night, just kinda,, don't ask questions
Troye's pov
"What the hell are we doing here?" Jacob asks.
"It's the bloopers, what do you think?" I retort as if it were obvious.
He hums and shrugs, "Oh, alright. What do we do in bloopers?"
"Down on your knees." I smirk, tapping a finger to his shoulder.
He grins and sinks down to his knees.
"Alright, what now?" He questions, looking up at me with those marvelous hazel eyes.
I sit down on my knees and take his hands, "Now, we pray."
"W-wha?"
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"Ah, fuck!" I groan as I come against the two of ours chests, digging my nails into his back.
"Mhm, baby." He grunts, falling down on top of me in defeat and sighing.
I sigh and twitch a bit as I come down from my high, grazing my fingers over Jacob's sweat slicked back. He lifts his head up and kisses my neck, giggling and carefully pulling out of me.
He sits up and grins down at me.
"Good work! Better luck next time!" He cheers, taking my hand and high-fiving me.
I give him the most bizarre of looks, "W-wha?"
"Go Wildcats!" He chants and hops out of bed.
And with that, he runs out of the bedroom bullock naked.
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Strumming his soft fingers along my chest, he watches the pads of his fingertips dance with my skin. The only source of light in our room being the window just starting to peek shimmers of light, we find ourselves awake at six thirty am.
It was when Jacob cracked out singing that I woke up in seconds.
"Ttttrrrroye Sivan Is One Thic Bihhh." He whispers in a cheery autotuned voice.
He trails his fingers down my tummy to my undies.
"Let Me See That Trussy!" He-
I can't finish this one bc im crying i cant handle this shit lmao
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"Psssss." I ssss along as I hold my dick in my hand.
Stood up on a chair, I piss in the kitchen sink.
"Troye? What the bloody fuck are you doing?!" My husband asks.
I shrug, "Need something new, something different. I needed change... This was my least reckless option."
My stream of pee falls right into a cup of strawberry milk from last night. Wicked.
"Get the fuck down, you crazy boy!" He exclaims, pacing into the kitchen.
"Do you want me to piss on the floor? I gotta finish, man." I murmur as if it were obvious, huffing and leaning my head back.
He groans, "You are so ridiculous. Ridiculous! I am married to a mad man!"
"Yes, baby! Sing, baby, sing!"
Once I'm finished, I wiggle a bit and pull my undies and trousers back up. I hop off of the chair and turn to Jacob with a big bright smile.
"Now, fuck me against the stove. I wanna see if you can fry sperm."
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"You good?" Ian asks.
"I'm good." Jacob nods.
"You good?" Mickey asks.
"I'm good." I nod.
We're sat in a circle.
Just a circle.
Murmuring comforting Straight words to each other, just bros being bros. Just the boys cracking a cold one... and jerking each other off.
Ian's hand connected to Jacob's dick, Jacob's to Mickey's, Mickey's to mine, mine to Ian's.
#Circle Jerk
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a concept:
troye:
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troye: ya?
jacob: ya
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a/n: to maybe be continued one day? i have no clue lmao. ilu all so much, thank you for sticking around. if you don't hate me for all i've put you through w this story, i've got lots more you can learn to despise me for as well. and pshhh you can also catch me online as well, i started actually using twitter again so that's a thing now. i am ThAt annoying bitch so here oncE again, hmu my peeps, ig is sweetboysivan, twitter is thereforlipa thank you for sticking around, see you around! 💕
