Title: Take Me To A Place Called Home
Pairing: Peter/Patrick (FOB)
Chapter Rating:PG-15 to R
Warnings: Language
Summary: Same old lol, you've been reading! You know what's going on!
Disclaimer:I don’t own FOB or anything having to do with them (other than a couple tee-shirts and a track jacket…)
Previous Chapter:Can be found in theunderdogunit LJ
DedicationsTo the reviewers!! You guys rock! HEATHER IS THE GREATEST WRITER ON HERE READ HER STUFF!!! NOW!!!
Notes:Thanks for the reviews guys! So here you are, P. 11!
Take Me To A Place Called Home
Part 11
Patrick’s POV
However all this started…Is a huge mystery I think I will never understand, one, because it was Pete’s idea, two, because I went along with it.
Joe sat down timidly on my hips, “Like this?” He gave a look to Peter, who shuffled around and crouched down to examine his position.
“Nah, a little more down, you gotta get it so that you’re little dude, is on top of, his little dude,” He said as if it was a science lab.
“Pete he’s fine…” I mumbled; he was too. The extra weight of Joe was somewhat of a weird sensation, probably because he was heavier than Pete and it was just a new feeling.
Joe however moved down…I so hated when Pete was right all the time. Sarcastic asses don’t deserve that right. But, when Joe moved down ever so slightly it made one hell of a difference. I actually had to sit up slightly, I was getting a little too excited.
I heard Pete laugh as I closed my eyes and sucked in a long breath, “See look! It’s working,” I then felt his hand ruffle my hair, “You’re lucky anyway Joe, Patrick’s pretty easy to get sexed up.”
“Shut the hell up,” I exhaled, opening my eyes to glare at him as he fell down into a half lying position on the bed next to us.
“Enough chit chat. Joe, guys don’t wait all night, do what comes next,” Peter prodded; he sure knew how to make people feel weird about themselves.
I felt Joe grip lightly at the bottom of my shirt as our eyes met. He stopped and just stared at me. Yes, it was really awkward…
“Alright! This is perfect, stop, both of you,” I blinked before watching Pete bounce off the bed and over close to me and Joe, “See Joe, when you’re in a situation where you’re just stuck staring at your boy…Kiss him. There’s nothing more dramatic than locking eyes, sharing passionate kisses followed by hot sex.”
“I could think of a few…” I mumbled.
“Patrick, be good and cooperate or I’ll deprive you of every ounce of sex I can provide.”
I turned my head to him; I could feel his smile, knowing damn well he just won…Again.
“I don’t get it though,” I glanced to Joe who had a clear look of confusion on his face as he spoke to Pete, “You kiss the guy to death and that eventually leads to hot guy sex?”
“Well yeah, in our case anyway. See, Patrick’s like a drug, you hug him…You want more, you kiss him…You want more, you fuck him…You want more. Seriously, try it, go ahead and kiss him…Like ya mean it,” He had to add that…Bitch.
I leaned back on the bed, head falling to the starchy pillows as Joe moved slightly to his hands and knees, hovering over me. The staring competition returned, neither of us making a move. Having Pete watching us so intently made me a little weird feeling, but I’ve done crazy shit for him before…Nothing involving Joe however…
I moved my knees up slowly to support his butt as he sank down close to my face, his body pressing to mine. I glanced to Pete, who looked like he was ready for some action to jerk off to. Looking back to Joe I caught a quick flash in his eye before his lips touched mine and our eyes shut simultaneously. His hands went to my cheeks, mine to his hips. I couldn’t really get a taste from him. His kiss was firm, straight forward. I guess it would be up to me to mellow it out for him.
I squeezed his hips and arched into him, taking full advantage of his opening mouth. I slid my tongue into the warmth of his mouth, doing a quick round-a-bout before pulling away, my head feeling a bit dizzy.
“What’s the matter Patrick?” I heard Peter ask as I attempted to relax myself.
“Just getting dizzy…”
“Alright, perfect time to do some explaining Joe. First off, when Patrick starts to get dizzy, it means he’s getting super horny and wants sex real bad, so he’s gonna try and calm that down so he doesn’t end up raping you. Second, that cool little trick he did with the little hump, that’s his own made up move, you can steal it, just credit him. It’s a creative little way to shove your tongue into someone’s mouth.”
He sure as hell liked to talk.
Joe looked at me a little weird, “It wasn’t my idea,” I shot him a look, “Just remember that.”
“Yeah,” Pete perked, “It’s just to prepare you for hot sex with Andy.”
“You’re forgetting that Andy—”
“No, did you not see the displayed jealousy when you were busy getting a hard on from Corey? He was clearly pissed.”
Joe said nothing. Andy was acting weird, just like he was jealous or something childish like that. I’ve seen him behave strangely, but nothing to this extent. I mean, it’s twelve at night and Andy decides he needs a veggie burger…No one does that.
“Yeah, that was confusing…” Joe mumbled.
There was a moment of that weird silence…It was also weird that Joe was deep in thought while I was trying my hardest not to hump him.
“Alright my friend, hop up and let the pros demonstrate for you,” Pete’s cooing voice caused my heart to jump.
Joe slid off of me and slinked to the other bed, sitting on the edge as Pete placed himself slowly in between my legs. He glanced over to Joe.
“Removal of the pants is key,” He snickered, reaching up to unbuckle slash unbutton my pants.
“Peter…” I clearly whined, “This is embarrassing.”
“Don’t lie Patrick my sweet, remember Robbie—”
“Okay shut the hell up,” I immediately cut him off.
Bad memories should be shot, buried, and never touched upon again.
Back to my pants situation…Okay so there was no more pants situation because they were now absent from me.
“Now I’m not exactly going to go all the way, but you’ll get the point by the time I’ve fished,” He grinned as he groped at my crotch, causing a serge to go through me and emitting a low throaty moan from me. I do congratulate him on catching me off guard, usually I’m better at this game.
The sound of the door opening made us jerk out of our previous lust filled sate of minds and watch as Andy entered the room. He turned, looking at us, a look of pure amusement spreading across his features.
“Wow, I missed out on some crazy shit,” He laughed…Our laughs were delayed and short lived in this…weird little moment.
“Hey Joe,” He spoke more serious this time, “I wanna talk to you, how about a walk?”
Joe stared at him as if he had sprouted a third head. Pete looked between the two like a cartoon character would before speaking up.
“What the fuck are you waiting for?” And there it was…Not so cartoony but still speaking up.
Joe snapped out of whatever trance he was in and moved to slip on his shoes, grapping his brownish jacket before exiting the room with Andy.
Pete suddenly turned to me and was beaming, “Holy fuck I can’t wait to hear what he’s saying!” He squealed.
I smiled, what a nosey brat he was. I, however, was perfectly fine here, with the love of my life attacking my neck with kisses and nips. It was good enough or me…
Even though I am a little curious myself…
***Yeah so I'm like really tired and about to fall over...Sorry for mistakes or whatever...People wanted more so here it is lol...Brandie shall sleep now....Noight night***
Pairing: Peter/Patrick (FOB)
Chapter Rating:PG-15 to R
Warnings: Language
Summary: Same old lol, you've been reading! You know what's going on!
Disclaimer:I don’t own FOB or anything having to do with them (other than a couple tee-shirts and a track jacket…)
Previous Chapter:Can be found in theunderdogunit LJ
DedicationsTo the reviewers!! You guys rock! HEATHER IS THE GREATEST WRITER ON HERE READ HER STUFF!!! NOW!!!
Notes:Thanks for the reviews guys! So here you are, P. 11!
Take Me To A Place Called Home
Part 11
However all this started…Is a huge mystery I think I will never understand, one, because it was Pete’s idea, two, because I went along with it.
Joe sat down timidly on my hips, “Like this?” He gave a look to Peter, who shuffled around and crouched down to examine his position.
“Nah, a little more down, you gotta get it so that you’re little dude, is on top of, his little dude,” He said as if it was a science lab.
“Pete he’s fine…” I mumbled; he was too. The extra weight of Joe was somewhat of a weird sensation, probably because he was heavier than Pete and it was just a new feeling.
Joe however moved down…I so hated when Pete was right all the time. Sarcastic asses don’t deserve that right. But, when Joe moved down ever so slightly it made one hell of a difference. I actually had to sit up slightly, I was getting a little too excited.
I heard Pete laugh as I closed my eyes and sucked in a long breath, “See look! It’s working,” I then felt his hand ruffle my hair, “You’re lucky anyway Joe, Patrick’s pretty easy to get sexed up.”
“Shut the hell up,” I exhaled, opening my eyes to glare at him as he fell down into a half lying position on the bed next to us.
“Enough chit chat. Joe, guys don’t wait all night, do what comes next,” Peter prodded; he sure knew how to make people feel weird about themselves.
I felt Joe grip lightly at the bottom of my shirt as our eyes met. He stopped and just stared at me. Yes, it was really awkward…
“Alright! This is perfect, stop, both of you,” I blinked before watching Pete bounce off the bed and over close to me and Joe, “See Joe, when you’re in a situation where you’re just stuck staring at your boy…Kiss him. There’s nothing more dramatic than locking eyes, sharing passionate kisses followed by hot sex.”
“I could think of a few…” I mumbled.
“Patrick, be good and cooperate or I’ll deprive you of every ounce of sex I can provide.”
I turned my head to him; I could feel his smile, knowing damn well he just won…Again.
“I don’t get it though,” I glanced to Joe who had a clear look of confusion on his face as he spoke to Pete, “You kiss the guy to death and that eventually leads to hot guy sex?”
“Well yeah, in our case anyway. See, Patrick’s like a drug, you hug him…You want more, you kiss him…You want more, you fuck him…You want more. Seriously, try it, go ahead and kiss him…Like ya mean it,” He had to add that…Bitch.
I leaned back on the bed, head falling to the starchy pillows as Joe moved slightly to his hands and knees, hovering over me. The staring competition returned, neither of us making a move. Having Pete watching us so intently made me a little weird feeling, but I’ve done crazy shit for him before…Nothing involving Joe however…
I moved my knees up slowly to support his butt as he sank down close to my face, his body pressing to mine. I glanced to Pete, who looked like he was ready for some action to jerk off to. Looking back to Joe I caught a quick flash in his eye before his lips touched mine and our eyes shut simultaneously. His hands went to my cheeks, mine to his hips. I couldn’t really get a taste from him. His kiss was firm, straight forward. I guess it would be up to me to mellow it out for him.
I squeezed his hips and arched into him, taking full advantage of his opening mouth. I slid my tongue into the warmth of his mouth, doing a quick round-a-bout before pulling away, my head feeling a bit dizzy.
“What’s the matter Patrick?” I heard Peter ask as I attempted to relax myself.
“Just getting dizzy…”
“Alright, perfect time to do some explaining Joe. First off, when Patrick starts to get dizzy, it means he’s getting super horny and wants sex real bad, so he’s gonna try and calm that down so he doesn’t end up raping you. Second, that cool little trick he did with the little hump, that’s his own made up move, you can steal it, just credit him. It’s a creative little way to shove your tongue into someone’s mouth.”
He sure as hell liked to talk.
Joe looked at me a little weird, “It wasn’t my idea,” I shot him a look, “Just remember that.”
“Yeah,” Pete perked, “It’s just to prepare you for hot sex with Andy.”
“You’re forgetting that Andy—”
“No, did you not see the displayed jealousy when you were busy getting a hard on from Corey? He was clearly pissed.”
Joe said nothing. Andy was acting weird, just like he was jealous or something childish like that. I’ve seen him behave strangely, but nothing to this extent. I mean, it’s twelve at night and Andy decides he needs a veggie burger…No one does that.
“Yeah, that was confusing…” Joe mumbled.
There was a moment of that weird silence…It was also weird that Joe was deep in thought while I was trying my hardest not to hump him.
“Alright my friend, hop up and let the pros demonstrate for you,” Pete’s cooing voice caused my heart to jump.
Joe slid off of me and slinked to the other bed, sitting on the edge as Pete placed himself slowly in between my legs. He glanced over to Joe.
“Removal of the pants is key,” He snickered, reaching up to unbuckle slash unbutton my pants.
“Peter…” I clearly whined, “This is embarrassing.”
“Don’t lie Patrick my sweet, remember Robbie—”
“Okay shut the hell up,” I immediately cut him off.
Bad memories should be shot, buried, and never touched upon again.
Back to my pants situation…Okay so there was no more pants situation because they were now absent from me.
“Now I’m not exactly going to go all the way, but you’ll get the point by the time I’ve fished,” He grinned as he groped at my crotch, causing a serge to go through me and emitting a low throaty moan from me. I do congratulate him on catching me off guard, usually I’m better at this game.
The sound of the door opening made us jerk out of our previous lust filled sate of minds and watch as Andy entered the room. He turned, looking at us, a look of pure amusement spreading across his features.
“Wow, I missed out on some crazy shit,” He laughed…Our laughs were delayed and short lived in this…weird little moment.
“Hey Joe,” He spoke more serious this time, “I wanna talk to you, how about a walk?”
Joe stared at him as if he had sprouted a third head. Pete looked between the two like a cartoon character would before speaking up.
“What the fuck are you waiting for?” And there it was…Not so cartoony but still speaking up.
Joe snapped out of whatever trance he was in and moved to slip on his shoes, grapping his brownish jacket before exiting the room with Andy.
Pete suddenly turned to me and was beaming, “Holy fuck I can’t wait to hear what he’s saying!” He squealed.
I smiled, what a nosey brat he was. I, however, was perfectly fine here, with the love of my life attacking my neck with kisses and nips. It was good enough or me…
Even though I am a little curious myself…
***Yeah so I'm like really tired and about to fall over...Sorry for mistakes or whatever...People wanted more so here it is lol...Brandie shall sleep now....Noight night***