JJ went around the house, making everyone's beds as they were out. He liked to tidy up a bit now and then, since his roommates were so messy. He changed Chase's bedding completely, since it was filthy. 'What a slob,' the mute thought to himself. He took the soiled bedding to the laundry room, then headed to Jackie's room to see what needed tidying.
He went in seeing the bed already neatly made. He smiled that at least one roommate cleaned up after himself. The room was clean, but cluttered with gadgets. JJ was interested in a rig in the corner. Something with ropes, hooks, pulleys, and dials. He wondered what Jackie used it for, as he had no idea what it did. He shrugged, turning to organize Jackie's closet. He heard the front door open and Jackie's voice and footsteps in the hall. He decided to hide in his closet and see what the would-be hero did when his door was closed.
Jackie came into his room as JJ got hidden. Jackie was wearing headphones, mouthing along to the lyrics and punching the air to the beat. He had been out for a run and exercise, trying to get fit for his hero stuff. He turned off his music, tossing the headphones and his phone on the bed. He peeled off his sweaty shirt and shorts, panting a little.
JJ assumed it was from the running, until Jackie turned towards the closet, showing an erection in his sweat-dampened tighty whities. JJ's eyebrows shot up in interest as he bit his lip. This wasn't what he was expecting to see, but was certainly keeping his interest.
Jackie stroked himself over the briefs a little, peeking out his door to see if any roommates were around. He didn't see any, so he closed his door. He turned toward the rig in his room, biting his lip. "Ok, just a mild one," he mumbled to himself. He went over to the rig, clipping one hook to the back of his undies. He turned the dial controlling that rope, slowly tugging the undies up. Jackie stopped when they were about halfway up his back, moaning and grinding against the tightened briefs. He started stroking himself over the fabric.
JJ wasn't expecting this sort of turn when he decided to spy, but was very happy w his choice. He was already interested when he saw Jackie was a briefs boy, too, more interested at seeing his erection, and fascinated at the use of the rig, which apparently gave wedgies. JJ sat on his knees, reaching down to unfasten his pants and stroke himself as he watched.
Jackie rolled his hips, loving the friction from the wedgie in his crack. He moaned and panted, stroking himself as he turned the dial up to tighten the briefs, but leaving his feet on the ground this time. He whined, rutting against his hand, eyes closed as he stroked over the fabric.
JJ blushed, swallowing hard as he enjoyed the show. This was way more interesting than he was expecting. He stroked himself faster as he watched Jackie wedgie himself with the rig. He panted a bit as he saw how much Jackie was loving the sensations. He stroked harder, the added layer of voyeurism making the scene hotter. He let out a silent moan, eyes rolling back and hips bucking into his hand as he came. He went to lean against the closet door, forgetting it wasn't closed. He tumbled forward out of the closet, dick still in hand, blushing wildly as he looked up at Jackie in front of him.
Jackie gasped, jumping back as JJ suddenly fell out of his closet. He blushed brightly when he saw that JJ had been playing with himself. "JJ?! What the heck-?" he said, trying to cover himself, embarrassed that he had been spied on like this.
JJ looked up at him, sitting on his feet and signing "[I'm so sorry! I came in to clean! I was spying! You-]". He gestured to Jackie in the rig, covering his erection and giving an embarrassed face. "[Can I make it up to you?]" he signed, biting his lip and looking at Jackie's ass and crotch in the rig.
Jackie followed his signs, blushing more when he signed 'spying'. "Wh-What? Make it up to me how?" he said, squirming against his wedgie.
JJ smirked, crawling over to the rig. He moved Jackie's hand away from his dick, nibbling it over his briefs. He crawled through Jackie's legs, running a hand along the briefs between them. He sat behind Jackie, sliding a couple fingers under the fabric and pulling it to the side to expose Jackie's hole. He pressed his face in, slowly licking to tease the outside.
Jackie moaned and whimpered as JJ nibbled and licked him, moving his hand back to stroke himself more. He bit his knuckle, trying not to moan too loudly. "Nnng, holy shit, JJ~" he gasped, moving his hips to rub against JJ's tongue.
JJ grabbed Jackie's ass, spreading the cheeks as he dove his tongue into Jackie's quivering asshole. He swirled his tongue, loving the moans and squirming it earned from Jackie. He reached down to stroke his cock again, fucking Jackie with his tongue.
Jackie moaned and panted, stroking himself roughly as JJ tongued his ass. "Mmm fuck yes! Ooh, that feels so good JJ!" he panted, blushing brightly.
JJ squeezed Jackie's ass as he flicked his tongue, expertly pressing against Jackie's prostate. He smiled when Jackie moaned loudly and came in his tighty whities. He rolled his tongue inside Jackie a few more times before pulling his tongue out. He slid back under Jackie's legs, smiling up at him as he pulled Jackie's slick cock out of his sticky briefs. He slowly licked all the cum off of him, making eye contact as he did.
Jackie whimpered as JJ cleaned up the mess he made, blushing deeply as he kept eye contact the whole time. He moaned when JJ slid his mouth onto his cock. He gripped JJ's hair as he started sucking. "Holy shit, th-that feels amazing~" he gasped, thrusting into JJ's sucking lips.
JJ rolled his tongue as he bobbed on Jackie's cock, sucking harder as Jackie started thrusting down his throat. He stroked himself faster, loving getting praise for his oral skills. He reached his free hand up to tease Jackie's balls.
Jackie arched his back, his briefs sliding further up his ass as he fucked JJ's face. He looked down, seeing the top of JJ's briefs sticking out of his pants. He grinned, moaning as JJ kept sucking. He reached down, grabbing JJ's waistband and yanking up as he returned to standing. He bit his lip when he saw JJ blush more and lean into the wedgie. "Fuck, you like wedgies, too~?" he asked.
JJ nodded, still bobbing on Jackie's cock. He stroked himself faster, and would be moaning if he could. He moved his hips to let the wedgie slip deeper. He shivered a bit as he came on the floor.
Jackie moaned as he yanked on JJ's briefs, feeling his second orgasm coming up. "Fuuuck, JJ!" he moaned, letting go of his undies, pulling JJ back by his hair and cumming on his face. He shivered when he saw his cum dripping off of JJ's mustache, panting heavily.
JJ smiled up at him, his cheeks bright pink. "[Did that make up for things?]" he signed, sitting on his feet.
Jackie nodded, drooling a little as he let go of JJ's hair. He turned the dial on his rig back down to release himself from the rig. "Holy shit, JJ. For a mute, you sure do some impressive things with that mouth~" he panted, looking down at him as he got unhooked.
JJ smiled at him, standing up and tucking his dick back in his pants. "[You taste good]" he signed flirtatiously, picking his wedgie and adjusting his briefs in his pants before refastening them.
Jackie blushed. "F-feel free to come grab a taste whenever you want~" he flirted clumsily. He slid his ruined briefs off and took out a fresh pair to put on.
JJ watched him change, biting his lip and rocking on his heels. When Jackie looked at him again, he signed, "[I might do just that! But I must go clean up. Have fun, hero]" He blew him a kiss before leaving the room and going to the bathroom to clean off Jackie's cum.
Jackie wasn't worried about JJ telling his secret after he had been caught spying. He giggled, thinking about how most of the roommates knew his secret now, but were supposedly keeping it from each other. He slipped on some pajama pants and went to the kitchen, starving from nutting twice after a run.
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The secret is out
FanfictionJackieboy Man has a dirty secret that gets found out (Wedgie/humiliation kink. Don't like, don't read)