Boyf riends one shots

interupted |smut|

Jeremys POV

Jeremy woke up groggily and stayed in bed for an hour or two after waking up. woohoo for depression. he was depressed and stressed and needed to relax. he dragged himself out of bed and grabbed something from his drawers and a towel and made his way to the bathroom. he noted that the house was silent and assume his dad had left, considering this and the fact it was 3pm and his dad got off at around 5. he turned the water on and it slowly warmed up, he began undressing and slipped into the shower with his "toy" and set it down as he sat down in the stream of water.

Jeremy let his mind wander as he sat emptily. it quickly wandered to not-so-safe for work things. he grew hard quickly and grabbed his toy, setting it on the ground closer to him. he lifted his body lazily over it and gently lowered himself down, no prep. he bit back a whine and felt tears pricking at the sides of his eyes. he stopped for a moment and took a deep breath as he tried to adjust. his body gave out and he slammed the rest of the way down with a high pitched moan, his mouth agape and eyes rolled back. it hurt like a mother fucker but michael had done worse. once he caught his breath he began moving up and down slowly, a quiet whimper leaving his mouth every time he reached he bottom. he began feeling close but the feeling left quickly for no apparent reason. he kept moving and it kept happening, leaving Jeremy frustrated. he began stroking himself at time with the toy but was immediately interrupted by the sound of a door slamming and his dad yelling something he couldnt make out. he decided to keep moving, hoping to finish off quickly and act like nothing happens but nope! he hears mr heere stomping up the stairs and knocking on the bathroom door and yelling something. Jeremy whined quietly as he lifted himself off the toy and shifted the shower curtains do he could actually hear his dad.

"what??" he pretty much yelled out of the shower.

"For the third time, we have a family brunch! we were supposed to be there a half an hour ago! hurry up in there!" Mr heere shouted, annoyed.

"godamnit" he grumbled under his breath.
"just a second!" he yelled back as he shakily turned the water off and got his shit together.

-time skip brought to you by jeremys boner-

after a miserable 2 hours of being frustrated and half hard, he was finally home. he hadnt gotten any chances to finish himself off. he texted michael.

jere
michaaaAaaA

micha
what sweetheart

jere
could i rant for a second? i need to

micha
of course <3

jere
so this morning i was depressed and decided to get off in the shower cuz i havent showered in like a week. i managed but my dad interrupted me and i couldnt finish so i left feeling even more depressed and frustrated, now im horny AND sad

micha
aw jere-bear, you want to come over? my moms arent here. i assume you want help.

jere
ill be over in a bit, thank you so much

micha
no problem jere-bear. ill be sure to make you feel wonderful babyboy

i stuff my phone in my pocket and yell at ny dad where im going and left. i make my way to michaels house, my mind wandering yo what michael was going to do. by the time i was at the house i was red faced and almost whimpering in anticipation. i let myself into the almost silent house and make my way up to Michaels room. he must have heard me cuz i hear him stirring in his bed. his door opens and he looks me up and down and smiles slyly, noticing immediately how flustered i look.

"oh babyboy, cmere" he says softly, gesturing towards himself, his arms out. i practically run at him and let him put his arms around me. i hold on to him like its all i know how to do. i whimper as he brings his hand to the back of my neck and the other up and down my waist.

"sensitive, are we?" he teases slightly. i whine in response as he bring his hand lower and lower until he squeezes my ass. I let out a quick high pitched noise and push myself closer to him.

"I'm not gonna make you wait much longer baby." he purrs as he takes my hand and leads me to bed, pushing me onto it slightly. He looks me up and down and my face feels warmer. I try to cover up by pushing my legs together and covering my face, but he grips my thighs and holds them apart, towering over me.

"Baby, you have no need to be embarrased. I'm gonna make you feel good. Can I take these off?" he questions while rubbing my inner thighs gently. I whimper and nod in response. I lift my hips for a moment so it's easier for him. He slides them down and I sit up, taking off my shirt. He looks me up and down yet again and brings a hand to my face and carreses the side of my face, bringing it closer to his. Our lips meet. It's a gentle, caring kiss to me but my desperation gets the better of me when I attempt to deepen it. He abliges and begins kissing back with full force, catching that I'm desperate. His hand moves closer and closer to my *ahem.* member, and I involuntarily buck my hips into his touch, whimpering slightly. He pulls at the waistband of my boxers and we break the kiss.

"Please" I mutter helplessly. He presses a kiss into my neck.

"Just a moment sweetheart, I have to get undressed too" he purrs. he backs away and takes off his shirt, leaning in for another kiss. he pulls away and take off his pants, his boxers following quickly. i watch him closely, trying not to touch myself as i feel myself getting more and more desperate for anything at all.
once hes done he leans in for another kiss, pushing me onto the bed,

"i assume youre stretched?" he asks before kissing my collarbone and pull my boxers down slowly. i nod and feel him move my hips and sit up. he lines up with my entrance and pushes in before i let out a high pitched whimper. he waits a moment and pushes the rest of the way in. i tense up and whine loudly.

"you okay jere?" he rubs my thigh and gives me a worried look.

"i-im fine i ju-just-" i push myself back against his cock "do-dont stop please" I say breathily. he lifts my legs to his shoulders and slowly thrusts in and out, waiting for me to adjust fully.

"fa-faster please mich-" my plea was interrupted by a high pitched moan, michael had sped up. he continues this for a moment and pulls out abruptly, making me whine loudly in protest.

"michael wh-" my words are interrupted by him flipping me onto my stomach towards the end of the bed. he pushes himself back in and begins pounding into me, much to my delight. i quickly become a moaning mess.

"Youre doing so well jere, taking me cock so well." he leans over and purrs into my ear. i moan in response as he continues to destroy me.

after what feels like forever, i feel myself getting closer to finally cumming. i start moaning louder and louder, i try to tell michael but nothing coherent comes out of my mouth. im nearly drooling at this point, grabbing onto anything possible.

still inside me, he flips me over again.

"i want to see you cum babyboy, you know youre so gorgeous when you cum." he nearly growls. i moan loudly in response, nearly cumming on the spot from the praise alone. he continues praising me as i get closer and closer. he begins stroking me in time with his rough thrusts. i start shaking lightly and one final thrust pushes me over the edge. i throw my head back and moan loudly, my vision going white. michaeal milks me through my orgasm, whispering small praises along the lines of "youre such a good boy jerebear, you did so well" and "youre so pretty babyboy" as i whine and squirm.

i feel him pull out and hear him faintly finish himself off. im barely awake at this point, all the pleasure was alot, especially after waiting that long. i feel him slip my boxers back up and a blanket is thrown over is both. he pulls me into his embrace as i drift off, happy.