peterick smut//br41n v0m1t

joe likes ~Beef jerky~

for the hoe slut motherfucker shit head stinky stink @larry_sally_face  and Goodnight Moons sex scene bc w/o pete's sex tape id have nothing to wank t- i mean watch respectfully and admire the cinematography...

Patrick has no respect for human decency or the privacy of the rest of the band. The fucker is sitting in the very back of the van, behind the large mattress, jerking off. Pleasuring himself, rubbing the wood, wanking, whatever you want to call it, he's doing that. Acting like nothing is happening, like jacking off when there's three other people in the car. This annoys the hell out of Pete, who is trying to write his poetry, and for once, doesn't want to hear that light grunting noises that he makes. Pete looks around, Andy and Joe do not even seem to notice. Pete has to give credit where credit is due, Patrick is being rather discrete. It's not like Pete has not jacked off in in a strange place, there was an alley way back in 2001 where he did the deed to a screenshot from The Mummy Returns. He was also standing, but he did not do it while there were other people around. 

Maybe, Pete was imagining it. No one else seemed to notice. Pete questions his existence enough that this would send him over the edge into thinking he's having another sex dream where Joe was just there watching. It's the weirdest shit, but it's not like Pete can control his dreams. He doesn't have the time for sleep or the focus it takes to lucid dream Joe out of the room when he's pounding some ass. 

"I want beef jerky. Andy, stop so we can get beef jerky." Joe pleads, pointing at a Seven Eleven across the intersection. Patrick blurts out oh my god, which finally causes Andy and Joe to turn their heads, finally, but he babbles something about how pretty the view is. Andy and Joe shrug it off, which just makes Pete angry. He's so very livid over this whole affair he has to witness. There's a light smell of peach, which was new considering that everything in the van usually smelt like cum, Sprite and masculine body odor. 

"Pete, what time is it." Andy asks, stopping the car on the road. 

"Eleven fifty five." Pete says, in a pissed off tone as he continues tapping his pencil. He then glances back at Patrick, who looks like he's having a good time. Pete is not, and it's because of Patrick's good time. He's not being loud or anything, just his...facial expressions and heaving breathing. 

"Fine, Joe, we can stop for food." Andy turns on the blinker and turns into the Seven Eleven's drive in, the neon green and red lights filling the van's vacant darkness. 

"I'm gonna stay in the car." Patrick states, Pete decides he's going to stay too. 

"And I need to take a shit." Joe adds, which was totally uncalled for. Andy cringes, Pete says ew and even Patrick stops what he's doing for a second. "What! Shit is normal. If girls can talk about their butt holes bleeding, I can talk about when mine does."

"There...there is so much wrong with that statement."  Andy sighs, unbuckling himself from the driver's seat. "I'm just...at a loss for words." Andy and Joe leave the car, Pete waiting for them to completely go into the truck stop store before confronting Patrick.

"Why the fuck are you jerking off." Pete snaps, turing to face the singer with heat behind his eyes.

"I'm not." Patrick states simply, blanket still over his lap.

"Yeah, cut the bullshit. I was trying to write and you were all moany, the way you do for me." Pete waves his hands the way a lawyer would in a court room, stating evidence of a murder case. 

"Wasn't touching my dick, you perv." Patrick retorts, sitting up as Pete crawls to the mattress part of the van they all share for days when they can not afford hotel rooms. (Which was a lot of days and all four of them cuddling was pretty nice, if Pete does say so himself.) Pete is about to respond, but Patrick interrupts. "I was fucking my self, dip shit." He says it like it's a normal thing that everyone does in front of their friends in the car. Or a normal thing...Don't get him wrong, Pete's done every sexual experiment out there, from a dick piercing to occasionally eating ass. Blindfolds, handcuffs...just not whips, that scares the shit out of him.