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^ me deciding if I should start writing the matt oneshot rn (5am) or wait until toms 😶

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hii wanna be moots??

Ofccc mll!! 😚🫶🏻

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Wtf is wrong w some ppl??? I hope everyone stays safe and isn't bothered by these absolute creeps!

I'm also turning the media option off for my inbox, and hopefully, when these weirdos are done, I'll turn it back on.

Pls everyone keep safe! 💙

⚠️ Sturniolo fandom - apparently there’s people going into inboxes, sending pics of gross shit (child p*rn, animal gore, and more). I’m going to turn off my media option in my inbox. Highly suggest doing so or taking any kind of precaution!!!

Any interaction to spread the word is deeply appreciated 💕

Find more information about this HERE

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My honest reaction when I read that 🤭

I can't wait, that smut will be the only thing keeping me going until the end of the yr fr

It's been too long, i need something, anything, PLEASE! 🙏🏻🙏🏻

THE KIDS MISS YOU 😭

IM TRYING i’m writing matt smut rn

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FEELINGS - N.S

summary: during a movie night with your best friend, some feelings are revealed, which may alter a relationship in both of your lives.

warnings; pretty sure there's none, it's js a fluff <3

a/n; im somewhat back lmfaoo, im js gonna try to take every day as it comes n yk js live lol. but yeah, here's a nick oneshot cos i've been slacking on him fr.

I help Nick gather all the snacks from the kitchen and bring them upstairs to his room, mindlessly dumping them on his bed. I go back downstairs to pick up the last few treats but I'm stopped by Chris before I have the chance to reach the stairs.

"Jesus, how many fuckin' snacks do y'need for a movie night kid," Chris remarks, staring at the food bundled in my arms.

"Shut up, just because your fat ass wants to eat all of it," I shoot back before sliding past him and heading back upstairs. He mumbles something under his breath but I don't have enough fucks to give about his sour mood.

Walking into Nick's room, I find him already cosied up under an avalanche of blankets with the tv remote in his hand. I smile and eagerly join him under the comforting embrace of the blankets. I open a pack of sour patch kids as I stare at the tv, waiting for him to pick the first movie.

"No way, Nick, we are not watching Coraline again," I complain, tossing a sweet at his face.

"Come onnnn, it's such a good mov- yeah if we hadn't watched it a million times already," I cut him off, knowing that he was about to start his hour long tangent about how amazing the film is.

"Fine, what do you suggest then," he murmurs, passing me the remote. I scroll through the endless catergories on Netflix, landing on a movie I've been wanting to watch forever.

"A romance? Really?" He gives me a slight side eye, before mumbling an agreeance. The movie starts, an up-beat track playing in the background as the characters are being introduced and the scene set.

-

An hour into the movie and the two main characters are in a heated make-out session and the camera makes sure to pick up every detail of it.

"Ugh, I don't need to see down their throats, can we skip?" Nick fake gags, grabbing the remote; I hurriedly snatch it from him before he could skip ahead.

"No way, he's sooo hot, I'd kill to be her right now," I speak, keeping my eyes strictly fixated on the screen. I catch Nick throwing me a disgusted look through my peripheral vision but shrug it off.

A few moments later and the scene is over which gives Nick the chance to speak up, "he's not even hot,"

I whip my head in his direction, jaw dropping to the ground; my ears must be decieving me or I must have heard him wrong. But my doubts are put to rest when he casually repeats his statement.

"How could you even say that?" I say, clutching my heart dramatically. He rolls his eyes before shoving another oreo into his mouth. "I know you have a thing for dilfs with moustaches but c'mon you have to admit this guy is beautiful,"

"Okay, I dont just like dilfs with moustaches, I have other types y'know," he says, speaking to me as if it were common sense. I ask him about his so-called 'wide range of types' as I shovel more disgustingly-sugary food into my mouth, waiting for him to start speaking.

"Well, I don't have specific types, but if you're hot then you're hot," he shrugs. I shake my head, telling him that I won't accept a half-assed answer like that.

"For example, my type is boys who's name begins with Chris and ends in Sturniolo," I joke, instantly breaking into a laughing fit.

"You're not even funny," Nick says, letting a smile creep onto his face. "Fine, my type is my bestfriend's brother," he says, now laughing himself.

My laughs instantly die down and I look at him in revulsion. "Oh my God, don't even say that as a joke, that's actually gross, Nick," I say, sticking my tongue out to really get my point across.

"Well....what if I wasn't joking," he admits, looking away from me.

The room goes quiet, and even the noise projecting from the tv fades out. "What?" I ask, thinking that I misheard him for the second time tonight.

I take the remote control and pause the movie to ensure that when he spoke again, I'd be sure to not mishear anything. There's a span of silence between us, which seemed to last an eternity, almost making my ears ring.

"I know we said we wouldn't fall for eachothers siblings but.....well actually, he made a move on me first so technically you should be mad at him?" He defends, not stating a real reason of why he has feelings for MY BROTHER.

"Are you joking or are you serious?" I ask, still in absolute shock about what he was currently admitting.

"I'm serious; but if it makes you feel better, I rejected him because of our deal, doesn't mean I still don't have feelings for him though," he says, finally forcing himself to look at me. My expression softens when I realise that he really did like him and he rejected him all to keep our promise.

"Nick, I know we made that deal but I can't pick and choose who you have a relationship with. I want to see you happy, even if it means it's with my brother," I roll my eyes playfully, giving him a small smile.

He shifts under the blankets and quickly pulls me into a hug, whispering a soft 'thank you' into my hair; I smile and warmly hug him back.

I can't control who he has feelings for and if it happens to be my brother than I guess I'll just have to deal with it because my bestfriend's happiness means more to me than some silly promise we made years ago.

"But just for the record, Chris is fair game now," I grin, pulling away from the hug. Now it's his turn to roll his eyes dramatically.

We resume the movie but it's playing more as background noise for our gossiping. The rest of our night consists of talking about the feelings they share for eachother, the entire rejection story, and even some silly texts to my brother.

I know I should be disgusted or even a little upset by the idea of my older brother and bestfriend dating but if it makes both of them happy then who am I to stop them?

a/n; this is my first oneshot in a hot minute so don't tell me it's bad (i alr know it is 😭). lmfaoo anyway, i'll aim to post a matt smut toms in honour of it being xmas eve but if i don't then don't bomb my house and kill my parents.

Taglist; @idrk2292 @clairesxo @mattsfavseason @045696 @forgottxen @mattsturniolover @imjusthereforthesturniolosmut @chrissturniolodailysluts @sturnobsessedwh0re

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I'm trying to get my shit tg rn and write a couple oneshots to post before the end of the yr, bear w me! 🥲🙏🏻

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I'm (s)creaming, this is amazing?! I am in desperate need of car sex w this man! 😭

Backseat serenade 💳 Chris Sturniolo

"kid, what the fuck are you on about?"

✗ NSFW content ahead, car sex, riding, missionary, squirting, cum, not edited, there is a link to a porn video for one of the positions.

@plutism for dividers.

You were pissed.

It was the middle of December in LA and Chris had you standing outside waiting in the cold. He didn’t tell you why, he claimed it was a surprise.

“This dumbass boy, why the hell are him and Matt taking so long?” You mutter to yourself, shivering slightly. Not soon after, the familiar black car pulls into your driveway.

You go to wave to Matt, expecting Chris to hop out on the passenger side - you were wrong.

Your eyes widen seeing Chris hop out the car, a cocky smirk on his face as he makes his way towards you.

“What the fuck?” You mumble as soon as he approaches you, your confusion evident. He chuckles softly, his hands finding their rightful place on your waist.

“Why the hell are you driving with no licenses Chris? What if you got pulled over?” You begin to scold him.

He fishes in his pocket, pulling out his wallet and showing you his brand new drivers license.

“Surprised?” He asks as you snatch the wallet from him, examining the plastic ID. “When the hell did you take your test? You never even told me you were trying to get it!”

You gently slap his shoulder, going back to looking at the license.

“I wanted it to be a surprise…now come on, I want to drive you around for once.” You couldn’t help but smile at his words.

So here you were, sitting in the passenger seat for once as Chris drives. You couldn’t help but stare at him, watching the way his eyes dart across the road, the way his hand wrap around the steering wheel, the way he was manspreading…

He looked good, too good.

The plan was to get food and drive back to your place, but you wanted something else.

“Pull over.”

He gives you an odd look, his eyes darting back to the empty road. “What? Why? We’re almo-pull over Chris.”

He huffs and does as told, pulling over on the side of the road and turning the car off. You waste no time, crawling over the center console and situating yourself in his lap, slamming your lips against his.

You grind against him, enjoying the way his moans fall into your mouth. “Fuck- what’s gotten into you?” He asks as he pulls away from the sloppy kiss.

You ignore him and reach on the side of seat, pulling the lever so the seat is pulled all the way back.

“Doesn’t matter, now shut up and fuck me”

He smirks and does as told, quickly pulling his sweats and boxers down as you get to work on removing your own shorts and underwear.

He grabs the base of his dick, holding it up as you level yourself above him. You sink down, the both of you moaning out at the euphoric sensation.

His hands grip your hips harshly as you begin to bounce on him, his bottom lip drawn between his teeth.

“Shit, oh fuck-“ he moans lowly.

You moan with him, gripping both his shoulders and the seat harshly.

You looked pretty on top of him, perfect even, but he knew you were getting tired. “Fuck fuck fuck, get off-“ he lifts you with ease, managing to move your body in the small space.

He sits you down in the seat, his body hunched over yours as he throws your legs over his shoulders. You were practically bent in half, your toes touching the roof of the car.

He slips right back in, his thrusts causing the car to shake.

With the new and odd position you could feel your orgasm quickly approaching, the tip of his dick pushing against that special spot as well as your cervix.

“C-come on baby, give it t’me” he groans in your ear, his own orgasm quickly approaching. He sneaks his hand inbetween your conjoined bodies and thumbs your clit, swiping it quickly.

That’s all you need to release, your juices gushing out and covering the seat and windows. He groans and gives one final thrust, filling you up to the brim. the two of you sit there panting harshly, staring at each other with mischief.

"I got my license and we finally had car sex....Does this mean when I get my own private jet we can join the mile-high club?" You roll your eyes and push him away, the two of you starting to clean up your mess. little did you know, Chris took a picture of the excess juices on the window, posting it on his story.

a few days later he was looking for something to post on his story and he came across a photo from that night. you were in the passenger seat shoving frenchfries in your mouth, a wide smile on your face. not even thinking about it, he went ahead and posted it with the caption "passenger princess".

not even 20 minutes later, matt bursts into chris's room, a look of disgust on his face.

"get your own car you dirty bitch!"

chris looks up in confusion, trying to figure out why matt was so mad and calling him a dirty bitch.

"kid what the fuck are you on about?"

"you fucked her in the car! the car that we share! who does that? I'm actually going to kill both of you! you're disgusting!" matt walks out of the room, slamming the door in the process. chris snickers to himself and goes back on his phone, smiling as he sees a text from you come in.

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This is sooo important!

Never feel pressured into doing it without protection!!

hey guys!

this post will be way different than all the others but I hope you will read it nevertheless.

so, what I wanted to talk about is the importance of doing protected sex in real life. I know that a lot of fics show people having unprotected sex, mine do too, but I hope you know how important it is to practice "safe sex" irl. ESPECIALLY now that the Christmas season is near and some of you might celebrate in this way.

remember that the only way to have protected sex is through a condom, doesn't really matter if it's a male or female condom. I know that a lot/most of you take the pill or use the pull out method, but neither of the two things protect you from STDs (and frankly speaking, they might not protect you from pregnancy either).

if someone ever tells you that they do not wear a condom because "it doesn't feel nice", "it doesn't fit right" and all this bullshit kick them in the ass, cause they're lying to you.

using a condom is fundamental when having occasional partners, but it is also important if you have one. now, let's say you've got a partner with whom you've been together for years, and you want to do unprotected sex...what I recommend you to do is to get you both tested for any possible STDs (yes, I know that it sounds bad, but STDs aren't transmitted just from sex and there's always a possibility that you might have one without knowing). once both of your tests come out negative, I recommend finding a way to prevent pregnancy (if any of the two people has the biology to get pregnant). REMEMBER TO ALWAYS TALK TO YOUR DOC! do not make rushed decisions🙏

and that's basically it, I hope I helped someone with this little post. if you have any questions, feel free to ask!

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💌 send this to the nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart. I love youuu♡ 💌

Love youuu prettyyy, mwuahh 💋🩷

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💌 send this to the nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart. I love youuu♡ 💌

Omgg, love youuu girllll 🩷🫶🏻

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UM?! HOW HAVE I ONLY COME ACROSS THIS PICTURE NOW?!?!

...ANOTHER ONE ADDED TO THE WANK BANK!

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MY MANS IS ON THE ROAD!!!!! THE STREETS AIN'T READY FOR HIM!!!

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SturnioloSzn's Tumblr Recap 24'

I saw @sweetshuga do her recap, and it inspired me to do one (thank uu, pretty), even though I'm insanely new to tumblr lmfaooo.

I joined tumblr in early October, but I didn't post anything on my account. Then, on the 12th of Oct, I posted my first oneshot, and since then, I've posted 11 oneshots and 2 (veryyyyy) mini series.

Somehow, one of my silly stories has nearly 1.5k notes, and I'm still baffled to this day. I'm so thankful for all the support I've received since literally day 1. Thank you again for 400 followers; that's actually mental. When I first joined, I neverrrrr expected to have this many people even notice me, let alone follow me.

I think my writing is incredibly average, and there's really nothing special about it, but some of the comments I receive under my posts make me seem like I'm Shakespeare lmfaoooo, and I am so grateful for all the love. I have previously said that I do just write for fun, but nevertheless, I'd love to practice writing more and post better content. (But if you haven't noticed that english isn't my first language, then I'd say I'm not doing too bad, lmaoo).

I've been in a shitty place mentally in these past few days, but I'm gonna try push thru and get more stuff out. Sorry if I take a while, bear w me. 😭

That's abt it! I haven't been here long, but hopefully, next year, I'll have a mile long list of things to recap.

My goals for next yr are pretty basic, but they include: posting more frequently, being more involved in the community, making more friends/mutuals, and getting better at writing!

Also, here are some ppl who I think r insanely underrated n defo deserve more praise than they receive because they are v talented:

~ @sweetshuga / @mattsmedusa

~ @chestersturniolo / @chestersturnz

~ @y3sterdaysproblem

~ @stvrnioloslvt

~ @freshl6ve

~ @sagesturns

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So... idk how active I'll be in these coming days cos:

1. I'm extremely sick, it's acc v gross

2. I js lost my bf of 2yrs lmfao

3. I'm slumped w work

4. Im abt to get my period (the worst on the list)

I'll try to keep up n post a little, but if I don't update a lot yk why 😭

Love you allllll <3

(ALSO, THANK U SO FUCKING MUCH FOR 400 FOLLOWERS, LIKE WHAT?! THAT'S INSANE BRO, I CAN'T EVEN WRAP MY SILLY BRAIN AROUND HOW MUCH 400 PEOPLE IS, THANK YOU SM!)

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Tyyy for tagging me pretty <33

Chris - I'd leave a trail of krispy kream doughnuts, which will lead straight to me (we all know he'd follow it)

Matt - I have a cat... need I say more?

Nick - give him his dream staff!

no pressure tags: @y3sterdaysproblem @sophsturns @chestersturniolo

How I would kidnap each triplet:

Chris - EASY. Mini pizza and Pepsi.

Matt - He would fall in love with my dog. That’s all.

Nick - Kesha and good vibes. (Maybe chocolate and mashed potatoes)

This is a tag game. Put yours and share with a couple friends! Anyone in the fandom can participate!!!

Disclaimer: this is a joke. I don’t like men enough to do this either.

@lovesturni0l0s @annasturns @bbernard-03 @cupiidk1lls @colorthecosmos444

@evie-sturns @endereies @hearts4werka @issysh3ll @mattscoquette

@mattsfavoritestar @mattsbrat @quinnysnursery @riowritesitall @sweetshuga

@sturniolo-fann @sturnihoelooo @strnilolover @sierrraaaaxz @urfavbestiee

@wh0resstuff @x0x0bunny

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CAUGHT (3) - C.S + M.S

summary; after months of sneaking around, matt and chris finally realise they're being played and decide to teach you a lesson.

warnings; smut, threesome, unprotected sex (wrap the willy), oral (blowjob), face-fucking, creampie, leaving hickeys, praising, degrading, dirty talk, spanking... think that's it lmaoooo?

a/n; finally time for the main event, and I'm shitting myself. i've never written anything similar to this, so let's bear that in mind when reading, gracias. if you don't fw this kinda stuff...ignore? and this was all inspired by @sturnobessed!

P1, P2

An episode of 'Gravity Falls' played on the tv, but it was simpy to fill the silence in the air as both brothers were completely captivated by their own phones.

The warm sun of early summer began to set, and the sky shifted to darker hues. Other than the low sound buzzing from the tv, the only other noise that could be heard was Chris's stomach.

"Yo, wanna go out for food?" Chris asks, still keeping his eyes locked on his screen, waiting for his brother's response. "Earth to Matt?" He spoke again, this time peeling his eyes away from his device to look at his brother, who was sat inches away on the couch.

Matt replied with a small mumble, still keeping his eyes locked on his phone, not caring about whatever stupidness his brother was saying.

"Kid, what's got you grinnin' from ear to ear?" Chris points out, shifting to move closer to Matt. However, Matt quickly pulls away his phone, refusing to let his brother see his screen. "Don't be a dickhead, show me," He whines.

It wasn't unusual for Chris to bitch and moan about not getting his way, he was the youngest after all; and like every time, Matt gave in, briefly panning his phone over to Chris.

"Just talking to my girl," Matt says, blushing at the current conversation and pulling his phone back.

"Your girl?! Wait, y'mean girlfriend or what..?" Chris asks, his interest now peaked. He moved even closer so that their shoulders were now touching, and he had a clear view of their chat.

"Nah, we're just fucking about, she's chill," He corrects, typing away on his phone. "Fuck," Matt speaks under his breath, regarding the picture that had just popped on his screen.

Due to the fact that Chris was also peering over Matt's phone, he too got flashed by the nude selfie that just appeared. A short second passed before Chris ripped the phone out of Matt's hands and stood up, walking away with the phone.

"What the fuck are you doing!" Matt says, standing up to follow his brother who was already in the kitchen. "Give me my phone, Chris!" He continued to yell.

"No fucking way," Chris spoke as he continued to analyse the picture. Matt tried to grab his phone back, but Chris kept fighting him off, being careful not to lock the phone.

"Chris, stop being an asshole," Matt speaks, giving up on trying to reach for his phone, instead landing a firm punch to Chris's arm.

"Ow!" Chris yelped, dropping Matt's phone. Matt picked up his phone and walked back to the couch where Chris followed suit, rubbing his now sore arm.

"Actin' like you've never seen a pair of tits before," Matt huffed, going back to his conversation.

"It's not that smart ass, I recognise them," Chris says, sitting back next to his brother. Matt's head whips to look at him.

"How the fuck would you recognise them?" He questions, bringing the picture back up and staring for a moment. Chris leans over and also looks over the picture, finding the pink jewellery eerily familiar.

That's when realisation struck.

"No way, dude," Chris shakes his head and drops it into his palms.

"What?"

"Matt, where'd you meet this girl?" He asks, lifting his head from his hands and looking at his brother, who was very confused.

"At a party... a few months ago? Why?" His brother questions. By now, Chris was certain that his theory was true.

"I've been hooking up with a girl from the party months ago too," Chris begins to explain, finding the words difficult to gather.

"So...?" Matt asks, still confused about what this has to do with anything.

"My girl has the exact same piercings," He clarifies, realisation finally setting in for Matt too.

"We're not fucking the same girl," Matt denies, now shaking his head I'm disbelief. "There's no way,"

"There's only one way to find out... on three say her name," Chris explains. So, on three, the same name fell from their lips, leaving them in complete shock.

As much as they tried to deny it and find other plausible explanations, they were drawing blanks. After filling each other in on what's been happening, they decide its their turn to manipulate the game.

Matt was supposed to drive over to her apartment in an hour, but instead, they organised for her to come to their house. They were about to teach her a lesson she'd never forget.

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The front door was left unlocked, just as Matt said it would be, and I made my way into the dead silent house. I knew Matt said we'd be completely alone, but the silence was still incredibly off-putting.

"Hello?" My voice echos, bouncing off the walls, as I continued to make my way to Matt's room. There was a bizarre feeling about what was happening right now, but I couldn't place my tongue on it.

I grabbed onto his door handle and pushed it open, being met with the thing I expected least; Matt sat on the edge of his bed and Chris in his gaming chair.

It felt as though the air was knocked from my lungs, and I was completely winded. My eyes flickered between the two brothers and eventually landed on the floor under me.

The tension was so incredibly thick that it could have been cut with scissors. I'm mentally begging for someone to break the silence because whatever words that would come out from their mouths would be less embarrassing than the silence that currently filled the air.

"Wanna tell us something, baby?" Matt says, standing up from the bed, and taking small steps in my direction.

I gulped down my pride and whispered just loud enough for them to hear, "I'm sorry,"

"Sorry for what?" Matt whispers, bringing his hand to under my chin and lifting my head so that my eyes could meet his. However, not a word leaves my lips.

"I think she's sorry for being a little slut who needed two cocks to be satisfied, isn't it?" Chris spits. Matt shushes him before turning back to me.

"Are you mad at me?" I ask, letting a tear roll down the side of my face.

"Of course not... just disappointed," Matt coos, bringing his thumb up to wipe away my tear.

"But that's what your punishment is for," Chris smirks, now also standing up to walk over to where Matt and I were stood.

"Punishement?" I sniffle. I looked over to Chris, who was standing behind Matt, with a sinister grin on his face.

"Well... you wanted two cocks soooo bad, so now you're gonna take them," Chris smirks, pulling me away from Matt's comforting touch. "Tell us how bad you want both of us to fuck you," Chris says, wrapping his hand around my throat and squeezing lightly.

"S-so bad... I need it," I stutter, realising what my 'punishment' would be and realising it wasn't really a punishment at all.

"Fuckin' whore," Chris mutters, before crashing his lips into mine. His lips moved roughly, trying to claim my mouth entirely, and I was too focused on allowing his tongue into my mouth to notice that he was shifting us towards the bed.

The back of my knees hit the bed frame, causing me to fall backwards onto the mattress. Chris follows me and crawls onto the bed, positioning his legs between mine. He rejoins our lips while his hands explore my body. As our mouths fight for dominance, I feel the bed dip just above my head.

The kiss becomes more urgent as both of Chris's hands move to my jeans, quickly unbuttoning them and sliding them down my legs. My shirt is next to go, shortly followed by my lace bra, leaving me in just my matching underwear.

Chris pulls back to admire my bare body beneath him while peeling off his own clothes. I take the opportunity to look around the room for Matt, and I find him sitting against the headboard, palming the stiff bulge in his pants.

I slide myself from underneath Chris and crawl up to Matt, climbing onto his lap. His hands travel down my body, softly groping and squeezing any chance he got. I lean my head down and pepper small kisses all over his neck until I reach the spot, just beneath his ear, which drives him wild.

"Shit," Matt groans, letting his head fall backwards as I suck a purple bruise into his skin. I feel a second pair of hands on my body, moving to pull down my last piece of clothing, leaving me completely naked.

I separate from Matt's neck, looking over my shoulder to find Chris in only his boxers. Matt was still fully dressed; so, I reached down to the hem of his t-shirt and pulled it over his head. I then lifted my hips so that I could work on removing his pants.

I slid his boxers and pants off him and threw them somewhere in the room. His cock was painfully hard and sore, begging for attention. I slide off his lap and onto my stomach, bringing my mouth in line with his dick. I swirl my tongue around his red tip, licking up the drops of pre-cum, which spilt out.

"S-stop teasing," He moans, placing one of his hands on the back of my head, softly pushing my head down to take more of his length. I open my mouth wider, letting his cock hit the back of my throat before pulling up again. I keep deep-throating him until I feel Chris come up behind me.

"Lift your hips," He commands, grabbing my hips and forcing them up. With no warning Chris's cock pushes into me, filling me up completely. I focus back on Matt's cock, sucking his tip and rubbing the rest of his length whilst Chris is roughly thrusting into me.

"You're such a fucking slut, wasn't one of us enough for you, hm?" Chris groans as he continues to drill into me from behind, digging his fingertips into my hips. "Answer, bitch!" He says, delivering a harsh slap to my right ass cheek.

I yelp, disconnecting from Matt's dick once again. "N-no... I w-wanted b- AH, BOTH!" I yell, feeling another smack to my ass.

"Of course you did, because you're nothing but a whore," He speaks, giving me another firm slap, as he somehow thrusts his hips even faster into me.

"Chris, that's enough," Matt speaks up, looking down at my red and sore ass cheek.

"She's fine, aren't you, ma?" Chris asks, smoothing his hand over my ass before giving it another slap.

"Mhmm," I moan, giving Chris reassurance that I'm more than okay, before retreating my mouth back to Matt's cock. Chris's actions are becoming more jagged, indicating that he's coming close.

I focus on bringing Matt to his euphoria too, dragging my tongue up the prominent vein on his cock, before flattening my tongue around his length, hollowing my cheeks out, and bobbing my head up and down rhythmically.

Within seconds, his hand is pulling on my hair and thick, warm cum is shooting down my throat. Simultaneously, I feel Chris stutter his hips into me, releasing his load into my pussy.

They're both completely still until I feel Chris pull his semi-hard cock out of me and spread my ass apart, watching his cum drip out of me and onto Matt's bedsheets.

"Matt you've gotta fuck her, she feels amazing," Chris says, looking up at his brother who was still desperately trying to catch his breath from the best head he's ever recieved.

"Please fuck me Matt... I need it so bad," I beg, going back to straddling him.

"Get a condom and you can ride me all night, baby," Matt says. I happily reach over to his nightstand and pull out a condom; I rip it open and slide it over his dick.

"Your such a little pussy for wearing that," Chris says standing up and walking over to stand next to us.

"Shut the fuck up, I'm just cleaner than yo-," Matt spits back but is interrupted by the feeling of my pussy swallowing his cock. Chris rolls his eyes before pulling my hair into a make-shift pony tail.

"Y'gonna be a good girl and suck my dick while you ride him?" Chris asks, somewhat rhetorically, because this was my punishment... I had to do whatever they wanted.

I nodded my head as I began to grind my hips, causing moans to spill from both me and Matt. Chris tightens his grip on my hair and guides my mouth to his already hard again cock. This time, however, I had no control over my mouth as he placed his other hand on the side of my face and thrusted his dick to the back of my throat, causing me to gag.

"If y'think I'm letting you half-suck me like you did him you have another thing coming," Chris groans, as he continues to face-fuck me. I try my best to keep a solid rhythm on Matt's cock but it's proving to be a challenge so I grab his hands and place them on my waist, asking for help.

He takes the hint and softly helps me move my hips back and forth on his length. I speed up my movements, eleciting more moans from both me and Matt. However, my moans are drowned out by the wet sound of Chris's cock continuesly hitting the back of my throat.

"Mmph... I'm close baby, please don't stop," Matt moans, even though he's the one doing the majority of the work. My eyes are rolling to the back of my head, feeling my first orgasm fast-approching. I've been so busy allowing myself to be used that I didn't even realise that I haven't finished at all yet.

I hear a string of swear words fall from Chris's lips as he takes his dick into his hands, pumping it insanely fast. I stick my tongue out, awaiting for his cum.

"Fuck!" He exclaims, painting my tongue white with his cum. "Y'better swallow all of it," Chris moans, pulling his member out of my mouth. I swallow all of it down, just as he wanted, and I stick my tongue back out as proof.

"Good girl, you've been so obedient, haven't you?" Chris coos, pushing away the hair stuck to my forehead from all the sweat. I moan in response, feeling my orgasm about to crash over me.

"Shit, shit, shit," Matt chants, as I feel the condom in me fill up, and I finally feel my own satisfaction coming down onto me. I let out a pornographic moan, squeezing my eyes shut and grabbing onto Matt's shoulders for support as I slowly ride out my high.

Without even opening my eyes, I drop my head down to his shoulder, feeling our sweaty bodies fuse together.

"Holy shit," Chris laughs from next to us, causing me and Matt to also laugh. I peel my eyes open and look at both of them.

"So... I guess you guys found out," I say, slowly removing myself off Matt and wrapping myself up in his sheets.

"Yeah, maybe don't send around titty pics when they're that recognisable," Chris says, shaking his head. My cheeks blush bright red, although you could hardly tell, considering how blushed my face already was.

"C'mon, let's get you in a nice warm bath," Matt says, scooping me up from under his sheets.

-

I woke up the next morning in between two of the hottest guys ever. After we all cleaned up and Matt changed his sheets, we all settled into the couch and watched a movie. But we were all so exhausted that we didn't even get through half of it before passing out, all sprawled out on the couch.

Replaying the events leading up to this moment, I would've never thought that this was how it ended, but I would be absolutely crazy if I said that I'd want it to be any other way.

a/n; omg, this is longgg. anyway, this isn't as good as i wanted it to be, but it's my first time writing something like this, so i guess i can't be too picky. but thanks for reading, love you <3.

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CAUGHT (2) - M.S

summary; a few days after the party, you finally texted Matt asking if you could 'properly thank him' for taking you home.

warnings; smut, protected sex, oral (blowjob), tit-sucking, praising.

a/n; thank you for all the love shown on my last fic and all of my posts in general; i'm so incredibly thankful for everyone! btw this was inspired from @sturnobessed.

P1, P3

I anxiously tapped my fingers against the back of my phone, staring at the contact illuminated in front of me. I had saved Matt's number the minute I saw it on my nightstand but I've been too much of a pussy to text him.

Is it weird to hook up with twin brothers? What if they found out? Would they be angry if they found out I fucked both of them?

Several questions flooded my mind, and it became harder and harder to keep them all at bay. Fuck, what would be the worst thing that could happen?

With that thought, I quickly typed out a message and hit 'send' before I had the chance to overthink it. The minutes after the text had sent were filled with anticipation and nervousness, so much that I began to feel sick to my stomach.

My worries subsided when I saw a notification come through on my phone... from Matt.

'thanks for helping me out the other night, was wondering if I could repay the favour?'

'Don't mention it, u don't owe me anything, just glad u were safe'

I instantly reply, indicating that I really did want to thank him, and he gave in. I told him to come over, not even bothering to send my address, knowing he probably still had it saved since he dropped me home.

Roughly half an hour had passed since our last texts, and there were finally knocks at the door. I rushed to open it and was greeted with his adorable smile.

I opened the door further, allowing him to enter. We moved to the kitchen where I offered him something to drink and was trying to make small talk.

"Listen, y'really don't owe me anything," He says, accepting the glass of water I was handing him.

"I know I don't have to, but I want to," I reassure, moving closer to him, watching the way his adam's apple bobbed when he swallowed the cold water.

"So what do you have in mind?" He questions accepting his defeat and setting the glass down onto the table next to us.

I lick my lips as I continue to move until I'm stood directly in front of him. "Want me to show you?" I ask. He looks confused for a moment until I sink to my knees, still keeping our eyes locked together.

"Can I?" I ask, moving my hands to undo the button and zipper on his black jeans. He gives a small nod of approval, granting me permission to pull down his pants, leaving them pooled at his mid-thigh.

I slowly tease him through his black boxers, wrapping my hand around his clothed dick, pumping it gently. He groans, slinging his head back; beads of pre-cum wet his boxers where his tip is positioned.

I hurriedly pull his underwear down to join his jeans, allowing his stiffened cock to be released. His member was almost identical to Chris', in shape, colour, and even size.

I grab hold of his cock once again and painfully shift it up and down; spitting on his tip and rubbing my saliva down his inches. Moans are easily fleeing his lips now as I begin to pump my hand faster around his shaft.

"Fu-ck, just like that," He mutters, tangling one of his large hands into my hair, guiding my mouth to his swollen tip. I happily accept him into my mouth, hollowing my cheeks around him and sucking softly.

My actions elecit further moans from him, and by now, I'm swallowing most of his length while simultaneously pumping whatever I can't fit down my throat.

"You're doing so- good f'me," He praised. Simply from his words, I felt the wetness in my pussy grow, leaving a damp spot in my cotton panties.

His sounds become louder, and I feel him losing control, but I don't want him to come. Not yet. So, I pull my mouth away and slow my hand.

"Why'd you stop? I was so close," He whines, pulling his head back up to look at me. I could see beads of sweat form on his forehead, causing strands of his dark brown hair to stick.

"I wanna make you come in a much better way," I reply, standing up from my now sore knees and grabbing hold of his hand; leading him to my bedroom. He stumbles slightly, considering his jeans and underwear are still halfway down his legs.

I push him backwards onto my bed and climb on top of him, placing my legs on either side of his lap. I lean forward, pressing my lips softly into his as I move my hands into his hair, softly pulling and tugging. The kiss was soft and passionate, everything Chris wasn't.

Lifting my hips a little, I pull my underwear and pyjama shorts down, revealing my soaked cunt. Matt stares in awe as I discard my clothes and resume my position on him.

I move to grab his dick and line it up with my entrance, but before I could sit down he stops me.

"W-wait, do you have a condom?" He stutters, obviously embarrassed by having to ask. I reach over to the draw in my nightstand and pull one out, handing it over to Matt. He wastes no time ripping the foil and sliding the rubber over his erection.

He drops the packaging somewhere and places both of his hands back on my hips, giving me complete control again. This time, when I sink down, he doesn't stop me.

"You're so deep," I moan, dropping my head down to his shoulder while giving myself a minute to adjust to his length. I then begin to rock my hips back and forth, which releases moans from both of us.

After a few moments, I established a solid pace, and I can feel my thighs burn. Matt's hands begin to explore my body, lingering on my ass, before moving to my clothed tits. He grabs both of them, massaging them slightly.

"Can I suck them... please?" His voice is trembling and is laced with need and desire. I nod my head with the same amount of need. He softly lifts my shirt over my head, exposing my tits; the cold air making my nipples harden.

He admires my piercings before latching his warm mouth to my left peak, swirling his tongue around the cold metal.

From his cock hitting my g-spot continuesly, my clit rubbing against his base, and my nipples in his mouth, I was basically at the finish line. He moves his other hand to roll and pinch at my secondary nipple and that pushes me over the edge.

My soaked pussy pulsates around his cock, also bringing him to his limit. He roughly thrusts his hips into me from below, allowing his cum to spill into the condom.

"You're so fuckin' pretty like this," he whimpers, letting the final bit of cum fill the rubber.

I drop my head down to his shoulder, and his head leans against mine as we both try to recover from the amazing sex we just had.

Our breathing began to return to normal, and I started thinking about how different the sex was between Chris and Matt. It was clear that Chris liked it rougher and more chaotic whilst Matt enjoyed softer, more meaningful sex.

"Y'okay?" Matt asks, causing me to lift my head. I gave a small smile and reassured him that everything was much better than okay.

I lifted my hips off him, causing his limp cock to slip out and land on his stomach. He cleaned himself up while I went to the bathroom to pee and redress myself. Coming out of the bathroom, I saw him zipping and buttoning up his pants.

"Sorry that I kinda just sprung that on you," I say, playing with my fingers and avoiding his gaze.

"Sorry? I'd drop you home every day if this was the outcome each time," He half-jokes. I smile a little before speaking up again.

"It doesn't have to be the last time..." I say, looking up at him mischievously, noticing that his smile is mirroring mine.

"You have my number," He replies as we make our way towards the door. With one last kiss, and he's on his way.

I let out a deep breath as I shut the door, placing my back against it and sliding down until I came in contact with the cold hardwood floors.

I can't believe I've hooked up with twin brothers... without either of them knowing. I don't know if that's hot or strange. Maybe both.

-

A few months have passed since the initial party, and I find myself with either Matt or Chris every other night. I'm incredibly shocked that neither have caught onto my little scheme, but hopefully, it remains that way because my sex life has never been better.

a/n; helloooo, this is the second part complete, and there will be 1 more part to this, which i'm lowk nervous to write, but we move. anywho, thank you for reading, love you all <33.

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