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John Stamos imagine

For ( andrew_34 )

WARNING: SMUT

John's POV:
"We're shooting in 10!" I hear the director call out. Crap.

I can't do it. I mean I can because my acting skills are A1. Thing is, I have a boner. I don't know why! I got morning wood, again (A/N: idk if adult men get morning wood, I didn't pay attention in health).

I have 10 minutes to get rid of it or I'll have to go on and embarrass myself. I don't want to do it myself because it takes longer for me to get rid of it.

I look around to see if anyone looks good enough and maybe good at giving a handjob. Then I see him.

Andrew. My personal assistant. I'm going to have to ask him. I mean this is personal. And he is my assistant.

I walk towards him and tug on his arm. "Yes sir?" He asks. "I, uh, need you in my dressing room." Andrew nods and we head to my dressing room.

God I hope he agrees to this.

"What is it sir?" He asks and I pin him against the wall, pressing my lips against his. Probably making me harder.

Shocked, he pulls away. "Sir. You do not know how long I've been waiting for this. I've never told you because I knew it would be unprofessional.

"I don't care anymore. I need a quick favor. Now. Get rid of my boner." A smile creeps on his face.

He gets closer to me, I rest against a table as he starts unzipping my pants. He gets down on his knees and puts me in his mouth. He puts it all the way in.

I bite my lip, feeling so good.

He starts thrusting quick spitting on my dick and me moaning. "Ah fuck yes." I whisper.

He keeps sucking until I tell him I'm close. I can see him smirk as he continues. I hold him down on it, letting him come up for air a few seconds later. He puts my dick all the way in his mouth and I roll my eyes in pleasure.

He makes me nut a few minutes later, but he's a demon because he keeps sucking. As much as I'm enjoying this, I knew we had to stop because of the shooting.

Andrew stands up. I look at him. "Thank you." I smile. I look at my watch and notice we have like 2 minutes left.

I start kissing his neck. Kissing softly until I find his sweet spot. "Oh my god." I hear him whisper. I bite his neck and suck on it, feeling him grasp my hair.

I keep sucking until he's a moaning mess. I leave a hickey and let him know we have to go.

"We can finish this later." I wink at him.

We both smile and leave the dressing room.

JESUS LET ME EXPLAIN ANDREW. So I was reading my old imagines and I saw your comment from last year and I remembered I never did yours. So I did it now!

I apologize. But anyway, sorry it might of sucked. It's better sucking dick in real life than writing about it 😉

Hope you enjoyed!