Smile (Gay one shots)

Lucky Plad (Septiplier.)

"Mark. I don't have any clean shirts." Jack whispered, blushing as he entered the room. He was staying at my place for a while.

"Uhh. You can wear my lucky plad I guess. It's hanging in the closet."

He went back into my room and walked back out a few minutes later. His face was bright red, it was too big.

"I... uhhh. It's a little... big." He laughed. I couldn't help but stare. He was so... hot.

The collar of my plad fell just below his collar bone. "M-Mark? Are you okay." He crossed his arms and looked down to his feet. He was so embarassed. It was really cute. I had never seen him like this.

I stood up from the couch and started walking towards him. "M-Mark stop. You're scaring me."

I didn't speak, lust taking over me. I couldn't resist him any longer. He backed up into the wall, fear entering his eyes.

I pinned him in place. "I'm sorry Jack. I just can't resist." I whispered, pressing my lips to his. I closed my eyes, my eyelids feeling heavy.

He kissed back to my suprise. It was better than I had ever imagined. He tasted of mint, but I wanted that sweet but salty taste that almost anyone would want.

I didn't care about the live show anymore. It wouldn't matter if we showed up late.

Jack's POV

This was something I had dreamed of, but we had places to be. So we couldn't do this for too long. I gently pushed Mark back a little, breaking the kiss.

"We don't have time. Sorry Mark... but we've gotta get to the show."

"I... uhhhh... Jack..." He stuttered, his face turning red. I wasn't the one to get turned on easily, but apparently he was. I smirked as I unbuttoned his jeans and let them drop to the floor. I pulled his underwear down as well, kissing him briefly and getting down on my knees.

He was at least 7 or 8 inches. He moaned quietly as I grabbed his throbbing cock and put only the tip in my mouth. I licked over his slit, dropping my hand back to my lap.

I could tell he was getting tired of my teasing. I slowly pushed my head farther down his length, deep throating him. I swirled my tounge as I started bobbing my head. He became a moaning mess, placing one of his hands on the wall to keep his balance.

I loved seeing him with so much pleasure he didn't even know what to do with it. I moved my head faster, consuming his entire length. I gagged a few times but got used to it.

"J-Jack I'm g-gonna..." He moaned, unable to speak. He came in my mouth, I didn't stop, letting him ride out his orgasm.

I swallowed and stood up. He redressed himself and kissed me briefly.

"Jack. Are you sure you don't want me to-"

"No Mark. We have a show to get to." I interupted, blushing. I said the opposite of what I wanted. I wanted him to bend me over and fuck me, but we had a damn show.

He sighed and kissed my forehead. We walked out to the van, him grabbing his keys. The ride was kinda awkward for a few minutes.

"M-Mark."

"What?" He said softly.

"How long have you liked me for?"

"Ever since the day I met you."

He fell silent after that.

"M-Mark..."

"Yes princess?"

"I'm confused... I've thought I was straight for so long. But when you kissed me... I..." I stopped myself from saying anything else.

Things turned into an awkward... almost sad silence. We had another 2 hours of driving, then we would be preparing at the studio for another 2 hours.

He pulled the van over into a small parking lot for a closed stadium. He climbed over into the seat with me and crashed our lips together.

I didn't care about the live show. I just wanted Mark. His sweet but salty come in my mouth, his huge cock, and... him in general.

He smirked and opened the door to the van, he got out and picked me up over his shoulder. He opened up the back and threw me down on the seat. Closing the other door and then climbing in the back with me.

He closed the back door and crawled on top of me. He pulled his shirt off and placed both of his hands on my chest. I knew he had intentions of fucking me in his lucky plad, he clearly would only unbutton it at most.

That's exactly what he did, he unbuttoned the plad shirt, but didn't take it off of me.

I got a little bit of confidence and flipped us over. I quickly got control on the situation. I had him moaning in just a few seconds. I grinded against him.

I unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them off, taking his underwear with them. Soon he had my jeans off too. I never wore underwear, he seemed happy about that. He flipped us over again, pulling me so I was sitting up and he was on my lap.

He positioned me and slowly sat down completely. He moaned softly as he started bouncing on my now throbbing cock.

His moans got louder as I tangled my hand into his soft hair and pulled on it. He looked so hot. I had never really felt this strongly for him, but this was uncontrollable pleasure.

I started thrusting in sync with his bouncing. His moans got louder as I slammed into his prostate. He came all over his chest and my face. I soon came inside of him. He picked himself up off of me. I grinned and licked the cum of his chest and then licked my lips. He wiped the rest of the cum of my face for me and we got dressed.

The live show was different. I kept the plad unbuttoned, just to tease Mark. The atmosphere was different though, Mark wasn't paying much attention, but the room seemed uncomfortably hot. Everyone else was wearing jackets and shit, but I was struggling to keep my shirt on.

Then I realized exactly what was happening...