#chad meeks x male reader

[untilwedont]

Think you can handle one

Then try two

RQ: TOP!Ethan x TOP!Chad x BOTTOM!Male reader smut plz. Where on the night of the collage party ( the one in the movie ), the reader and chad end up sneaking of to have sex, and ethan stumbles in and joins them”

Pairings: Chad Meeks-Martin x Ethan Landry x Male!Reader

Warnings: Oral sex, rough sex, slight degration kink?, cum eating

Summary

A/N: time to get into my slut boy era and do some of my smut requests 🥰 also i literally had to rewrite half of this story so if this sucks its because i got lazy and just wanted to finish this

You arrived at the college party with some group of friends, one being with Tara. You decided to go as a one of a kind, slutty cowboy. The plan was to party, have fun, drink tons of alcohol, and maybe get laid.. like any normal college student would.

And so, you walked in. The music was blaring and there were colorful lights that covered every inch of the house. There was either two things you saw while you were there. People drinking and dancing, or people making out against the walls.

You were one of the people that decided to drink and dance with some of the friends you came with, living the night away. You stopped when you felt a tap on your shoulder, turning around to face a friend of yours, Chad.

“Hey there, M/N. Enjoying the party?”

You could tell he’d been drinking a bit from the slight stench of alcohol slipping out of his mouth and up into your nostrils. “For sure, this shits the best!” You laughed, slightly eyeing his toned abs from time to time.

You’d be lying if you said you weren’t attracted to Chad. He certainly had that jock personality, but he definitely wasn’t a douchebag like any typical jock would be.

He smiled at you, “So what’re supposed to be?” He yelled over the loud music, but quickly spoke before you could say anything. “Wait, lemme guess… A cowboy?” He furrowed his eyebrows and slightly tilted his head, smile still remaining.

You pointed a finger in the air, “Actually a slutty cowboy. Can’t forget the slutty part.” He nodded and laughed, eyes eyeing you up and down.

“And what exactly are you supposed to be, hm?” You tilted your head, slightly running your tongue against your teeth. “Well I too am a cowboy,” he looked down at himself, “A slutty cowboy if you will.”

You laughed and nodded your head, “Well looks like we both had the same idea.”

The two of you went silent for a moment, an awkward tension starting to grow. You continued to slightly eye his abs, but only for a split second so he wouldn’t notice.

He leaned in against your ear and whispered, “I can see you eyeing my abs. You aren’t so slick y’know.” You were stunned for a second, a faint red appearing onto your cheeks.

He placed his hands on your waste, slightly pulling you closer. “You look really hot right now, but I bet you’d look even hotter with your clothes off. Why don’t you come with me. Promise you’ll have a funner time with me than dancing with your friends.”

He waited for a response but it’s like every word in your vocabulary disappeared. The only thing you could do was look at him and nod, wanting to so badly to have raunchy sex with this man. He took your hand in his and lead you to an empty bedroom, closing the door and immediately smashing his lips onto yours.

His hunger for his lips to be on yours was inevitable. You backed up against the edge of a bed and he pushed you onto it. He removed everything he had on but his pants, which was almost nothing. He got on top of you and placed lips soft lips back onto yours.

Both your tongues fought for dominance, but his won the battle and he explored your mouth. He deepened the kiss while his hands explored your waist, muffled moans coming out of you.

He removed his lips from yours and explored your neck, eventually finding your sweet spot. “Fuck Chad- I want you so badly..” You ran your hands through his back, all the way up to his head.

“Is that so, hm? Why don’t you suck my dick?Always wanted to see what else that pretty little mouth could do.” You complied with his command and got up from the bed and down on your knees.

You kissed his growing bulge through his pants, being a little tease. He through his head back and groaned slightly. You unzipped his pants and pulled them down along with his underwear, revealing his hard, throbbing cock.

“Fuck.” You mumbled, stroking it slowly. You gave his tip small kisses before fully putting his length into your mouth. He groaned, placing both his hands on the side of your head, forcing you to take his full length.

He held you there for a few seconds before letting you catch your breath. You coughed and wiped the drool the oozed out your mouth. You licked the end of his dick all the way to his tip, slapping it against your tongue.

You placed it back into your mouth, bobbing your head up and down, stroking the parts you couldn’t suck with one hand and cupping his balls with the other.

“Fuck baby, gonna make me cum down your throat!” He moaned, grabbing the sides of your head and thrusting his dick faster and faster until he finally came undone in your mouth. “Fuck, I’m cumming~!”

He shot his load down your throat, ropes of cum shooting out of his cock. Some oozed out and dripped off your chin, but you managed to swallow it all.

You removed his length from your mouth and he helped you up, laying you down on the bed. “We aren’t done yet baby. Haven’t gotten to abuse this little hole of yours.”

He began to kiss your chest, all the way down to your stomach and stopping at your waistband. He looked up at you, asking for consent. You nodded eagerly and he pulled your pants down along with your underwear, your cock flinging out and hitting against your stomach.

He got down onto his knees and started to eat you out while stroking your dick with one hand and placing a finger in your hole with the other. You gripped the bedsheets, moaning and whimpering as his tongue did unspeakable things.

“Fuck~ please Chad.. I need you so badly..!” You moaned and he looked up at you while smirking. “Alright prince, I think i’ve prepped you enough. Time to give you what you’ve been asking for.”

He lined his dick up with your hole and placed the tip in. Your grip on the bedsheets tightened as he slammed into you with no warning. “Augh~ fuck!”

Chad began to thrust into you at an ungodly pace, completely abusing your hole. “Fuck, after all that prepping and you’re still so fucking tight!” He threw and head back and shut his eyes, groaning as he continued to hit and abuse your sweet spot.

He abruptly came to a stop when you both heard the bedroom dorm open. In came Ethan, only wanted to lay down and rest a bit. “Fuck, Jesus, I-I’m so sorry!” Ethan yelled, covering his eyes, tints of red appearing on his face.

Chad purposely left the door unlocked, hoping someone would stumble in and join them. Chad laughed at his blushing friend, “Hey man, no worries! Why don’t you come in and join us? I’m sure M/N can put his mouth back to good use, right?” He looked at you and you nodded towards Ethan.

Ethan was hesitant at first since he’d be losing his virginity, but at the same time he was really wanting to lose his virginity, so he complied. He shut the down and made sure to lock it before taking off his handmade costume. Chad continued to thrust back into you, this time going at a slower pace.

You whimpered as he went in and out of you. Ethan, now fully undressed, walk towards the bed you laid in and climbed on next to you. You turned your head towards his cock and he placed it in your mouth as you opened wide.

Ethan slightly groaned, the vibrations from your moans sending a pleasurable sensation. He grabbed your head, forcing you to go completely down on his cock. All that nervousness in him seemed to have quickly gone away.

So now not only were you getting your guts absolutely annihilated, but now you’d be having a sore throat by the end of the night.

A/N: 3 stories in one day WOWZA. Got too lazy to try to go more in-depth for this fic so im ending it there.

[roses-r-rosie3]

I was thinking a dom chad x sub reader.

Maybe there at that party and chad pulls the reader into a bedroom after getting a little jealous of reader getting flirted with?

Attention

Chad Meeks x M!Reader

Warnings: smut, swearing, and jealousy

Quote: “Flirting with someone else in front of me? I’ll show you, that you’re mine, and only mine”

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Chad had a huge crush on you and everyone knew it, well except for you. That’s one of the main reasons why Chad invited you to the party. When Chad invited you, you were so excited mainly because you hadn’t went out lately. You texted Chad and Mindy beforehand that he would be late to the party.

“So… are you going to tell him that you like him yet? Or are you going to tell him ‘later’ ” Mindy teased.

“Shut up Mindy! I’ll tell him when I think the time is right!” Chad exclaimed.

A little later you arrived to the party and Chad couldn’t keep his eyes off of you. Chad thought you were the most handsome person out of anyone in the party. You caught Chad staring at you and decided to wave. Chad snapped out of his trance to wave back at you. You smiled at him before walking into the kitchen area to get a drink and he followed.

“Hey” A random guy said as he approached you.

“Hi” you smiled.

“What’s you’re name?” The guy said.

“Y/n, and yours?” You said.

“Well hello y/n, I’m Chase, so do you have a boyfriend?”

“No I don’t, why? Do you want to ask me out on a date or something” you chuckled.

“Maybe” Chase said flirtatiously.

Chad watched the whole thing go down and couldn’t help but be jealous. Why was he feeling that way? He wasn’t even dating you. Chad couldn’t take it any longer and had to intervene.

“Hey, uh, sorry, but y/n has somewhere to be” Chad mumbled.

“I do?” You questioned.

Chad decided to take you to a bedroom and lock the door.

“Chad what the fuck was that!” You exclaimed.

Chad just pulled you in for a kiss. You decided to kiss back as you were pushed into the bed. Chad started to take both of your shirts off before attacking your neck with kisses. Chad started to unbuckle his pants and boxers. He got on top of you and started to align his cock into your mouth.

Chad groaned as he fucked your mouth. The only noises that could be heard in the room were your gags and Chad’s groans. Chad pulled y/n off his dick as he started to pull your pants and boxers down. You began to moan as Chad slowly inserted a finger inside of you.

“ You better get used to this quickly, i’m not planning to go slow” Chad whispered in your ear as he continued adding more fingers inside of you to stretch you out.

After Chad was done stretching you out he slung your legs over his shoulders as he began to align his cock inside of your hole. You started to whine as Chad inserted his dick inside of you. Chad started at a slow pace as you got used to the feeling of him inside of you. Chad picked up his pace, hitting your prostate as you held onto the bedsheets for dear life.

“Flirting with someone else in front of me? I’ll show you, that you’re mine, and only mine” Chad said as he thrusted into you relentlessly.

“A-ah! I-I’m cl-close” you whined.

That was Chad’s motivation to go faster, making you moan louder as you were reaching your climax. Shortly after you came with a loud groan, spraying your cum all over both you and Chad’s chest’s. As you came, Chad felt you tighten around his cock and he thrusted one last time before releasing all that he had into you. When Chad pulled out, he saw his cum spewing out of your hole.

“So… do this mean that we are a thing now… or was this just a hookup” you panted.

“It can be whatever you want it to be” Chad smiled.

[malertop]

Chad Martin-Meeks x Male Reader

DRESSING

Gif is not mine!

So I got this idea and wanna try it because why not,and he's like super hot so..yeah!

As Chad was dressing up for the party he planned on going to the first party with Ethan,he invited Y/N too and wanted him to come with him so bad but Y/N declined the offer because he was too shy and he didn't even know anyone there except Chad,Tara,Ethan,Anika and Mindy which were his only friends from his whole life.Chad and Y/N had been dating for 3 months but they knew each other way longer,Y/N was also woodsboro and survived,of course he had to fight back,knew Tara,Sam,Mindy,Amber,Liv and West and everything but he ended up alive and had to loose his trust and second best friend Amber.

As Chad started to pull down his underwear so he can change for his costume Y/N opened the door rushing to enter "Oh my god Chad you won't believe what ju-" as Y/N was saying fastly he looked at the other male and instantly turned around facing the wall while Chad was without underwear facing Y/N's back "Sorry!,I didn't meant to disturb you and your changing,i-i can leave i you want" Y/N apologized as he started overthinking and kind of panicking while Chad was standing there with a smirk "Y/N don't worry i am not naked anymore,you can turn around" Chad lied as he wanted to tease the shy man "Y-You sure?" "Of Course I am" Y/N then thought about it for a second and started to turn around "Okay then,as I was sayi-" Y/N turned as he spoke and saw Chad naked again..I mean he more and mostly saw him just shirtless but still made him blush,seeing his hot ass boyfriend body obviously will make his blush,but this time he saw his full shirtless body which made Y/N blush like a tomato and instantly turned around again towards the wall again.

Chad liked to tease Y/N or to prank him but he also liked when he made Y/N blush too much just like he did now,Chad with a smirk on his face as he saw Y/N blush and shyness for him which also made him blush,Chad started to quietly walk towards the male who was facing the wall.Y/N was scared because now it was too quiet "Chad?.." Y/N said calling the other male name trying to figure out why he was so quiet,Chad on the other hand now behind the other short male he decided to kneel a little bit and whispered "do you want to fuck me Y/N~" Chad whispered in Y/N's ear while Y/N flinched as he heard Chad's voice "since when have you wished to fuck me~" Chad whispered again as he was Y/N's ear turning more red and smirked as his plan to tease the shorter boyfriend worked,but he wasn't gonna stop "do you want to fuck me right now,right here at the moment?~" but Y/N didn't answer any of those questions because he was too busy being frozen "how many dirty things have you also imagined Y/N?,did you imagine me being a naughty boy and you had to teach me a lesson and leaving me like a mess~" Chad continued teasing the other male "you know since I am naked why don't you help me~" but still not a single reply,gosh how shy Y/N was "or you just want to spank my ass in the bed right now~" and with that Y/N said "W-What..no!,no to all the things..I don't even know what your-" Y/N stopped talking for a second as the other male behind him with a smirk on his face waited "...yes to all!,I am sorry for all of them but yes!,Bye!" Y/N yelled and instantly ran towards the door,as he left closing the door in a hurry leaving the other male alone in his room "Oh Y/N..Y/N..just wait till tonight" Chad said with a smirk and continue dressing for his costume.

[virginburial]

more sub chad pls🙏 your work is brilliant

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ he's just so pretty too :,)

Chad Meeks Martin CD mix!            .·:*¨༺♱༻¨*:·.

sub!chad and you have been placing bets on who can last the longest during sex. now seemingly switch!chad has been cranking up his arrogance to one hundred; "I'm going to make you cum all over yourself, it's embarrassing." he would mumble to you throughout the day to rile you up. it's kind of charming to see sub!chad try to pass as dominant, but you knew the truth that deep down, chad meeks martin was an over-zealous needy sub who talked too much. the bet was brought up again, which led to more flirting, then kissing, then foreplay, and so on.

sub!chad almost had you beat with how well he was kissing down your body, but you knew he was worshipping you more than using you. poor sub!chad had no idea how much porn you watched to prepare yourself for this. after five or so minutes of just kissing and dry humping, you begin to palm him, and it pulled sub!chad off his high horse and into the trenches of submission. next thing he knew, he was under you, looking up at you with mercy. "Angel-" he softly whimpers.

you slowly glide the Fleshlight (you bought specifically for this, you can thank the hub for inspiring your recent purchase) down his stiff and lubricated cock. after all the palming, sub!Chad got desperate and whipped his cock out. you started to tease him for trying to rush you and it turned into this: "mhmfuck, mommy?" his breath shakes, slowly resting his body on his elbows, his jaw slacked from all the pleasure as his deep eyes stare into yours. "y-you're fucking killing m-me over here." he huskily breathes out.

you let out a soft hum, slowly sliding the fleshlight up and running it around his tip as he lets out a low moan. "awh, so much for making me cum all over myself, huh?" you taunt him. A smile appeared on his face as he realized that he was the one that got himself in this predicament. "cmon baby...I-i just like-like to t-tease you un-until you do some-something about it-" "-I am, and you can't even say a complete sentence without stuttering...how embarrassing." you jab before picking up the pace.

a gasp leaves him with a series of curses and swears under his breath. "fuck-shit okay! I'm sorry-" "-mhm, not good enough." you flick your wrist a bit faster. you could see how pleasure transformed sub!Chad, how his muscles tensed up and his pupils dilated with passion, how his back arched slightly at how well you were winding him up. "I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry-!!" he whines out as his breathing got heavier and heavier.

"are you?"

he nods. "y-yes!! yes, I'm so-sorry mommy, I just wan-wanted you to-to touch me-j-just give me the-the real thing please!!" he pleaded.

and you laughed. "mhm, try not to cum." you respond, seeing if he could actually last longer; this could easily make you twenty bucks richer. you start rocking your hips as the fleshlight bounced with you, you could feel sub!Chad tremble under you as more of his repressed moans start to slip out. it didn't take long for him to embarrassingly cum all over himself. his cum running down his shaft and staining his jeans as he cries out for you, whining at how you're milking him and overstimulating him. that'll teach him not to put money where his mouth is.

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[yupyor]

⋄ Jealousy, Jealousy ⋄

Summary - There's no denying that your boyfriend is the center of attention for many of folks in your school—being that he's the literal embodiment of the title Husband-Material. It doesn't help that your the complete opposite of his in-school persona, and that the majority of his fans see you two as unfit. So is it really a surprise when you get all cranky and possessive when the very people readily throw themselves at him the minute an opportunity is presented?

Chad is a jock. There is no doubt in that. Just not your typical one. Sure, they are some stereotypes that his role plays into, but aside from the burly build and his love for sports, he's genuinely not like the rest.

He's kind, understanding, and at times, patient—despite his need for action. It took you a while before you understood that. It was shameful, really, doing the exact thing that resulted in your low status at school. Judging a book by it's cover. You still remember the day he had walked up to you out of nowhere after seeing you in the back of the classroom by yourself.

The teacher had assigned an activity for two that was due coming end period. Naturally, everyone had flocked to him and you were once again left to do things solo. Unfortunately for you, this time that couldn't be the case. Your teacher had made it very clear that the work was to be done in pairs, and no less. Sometimes it felt personal, if your being honest. The way she would emphasize on the pairs, and the no less part, as if she was out for you.

Somewhere along your mindless inner chat, chad had manage to walk up next to you, his motion so far going unnoticed before settling down in the chair oppose to you. "Mind must be pretty wicked if your that caught up in your thoughts." He bemuse, and it is only then that your snapped back into reality and take in your surroundings. "This set taken?"

You still to this day can't believe his reason for abruptly reaching out, taking in the fact that that was far from the first time he had witness you in that particular situation. According to his close friend, the one and only School Jock had been keeping his crush on you in the depths of his heart, only managing to approach you after one of the many people in his friend group had threaten to do it themself, fed up with the "starry eyes" he would seemingly give you from afar.

Now he was standing before you with a smirk so sly it rivaled that of a cunning thief who've just spotted their next target. "Well now your just being dramatic, " he taunted, "they were just congratulating me."

"Yea, cause desperately shoving their blown cleavages in your face is exactly just that"

He laughs, watching you as he licks his lips and motions for the locker to the left of him. You watch quietly as he takes his sweat drenched shirt off and proceeds to grab a towel from the depths of the locker, throwing it over his shoulder before strutting up to you. "Your jealous?" he states more matter-of-factly than questionably, staring down directly at you. "Why are you jealous?"

You glare at him, though before you could get the chance to utter the ice cold words meant to accompany your severe look, he leans in, stopping just short of your left ear and partially resting his chin on your shoulder. "You'd think after yesterday night you'd get that your the only one always on my mind."

The blush he receives as a result only encourages his little act. He steps back, kissing you on the tip of your nose before sauntering his way to what you assume is the washroom, not forgetting to flash his signature grin before disappearing behind the room's door. "See you after school!"

[male-yn-simping]

make an threesome about chad ethan an M/N

Better Late Than Never

Chad Meeks Martin x male reader x Ethan Landry

Warning: making out. Spicy, but no actual smut

You were supposed to be at Sam, Tara, and Quinn's apartment. Your friend group was meeting up for a game night. And you would have been on time, if it wasn't for the two very needy boys that you happen to have feelings for

You were over at there apartment, studying with Ethan for econ. You were struggling to focus on your work, instead, you found your focus stuck on Ethan. You couldn't help it. The way he put the tip of his pen in his mouth as his eyes scanned the words on his computer. The way his nose would scrunch up when something confused him. And especially the way he would bite his lip and groan when he realized there was more work to do.

The boy was unknowingly driving you insane. But someone else knew.

Chad was standing in the kitchen, a soda in hand, as he watched you and Ethan. Unlike Ethan, Chad wasn't oblivious. He caught the way you stared at Ethan, and he didn't fail to notice that you looked at him the same way. He seemed to be the only one to notice any of these though, because neither you or Ethan ever noticed his stares, and you never noticed Ethans.

Chad being the only one to know what was going on, he realized he was also the only one that would do anything about it. And he decided the night when all three of you had to be somewhere was a great time.

He walked over to where you sat at the table with a smirk on his face. He put his hands on the back of your chair and leaned down, unnoticed by a hyper focused Ethan, but you were very aware of his presence.

He leaned down so his mouth was by your ear, his warm breath fanning over your ear and neck, causing a blush to cover your cheeks.

"I know he's cute, but you're staring a lot, Y/N." He whispers in your ear. You're cheeks redden even more as your eyes widen.

"I-I don't... Don't know what you're talking about" You stumble over your words, your heart racing in your chest. Chad laughed lightly in response in a way that said he was calling bullshit. He pulls out his phone and pulls up the camera, putting it in your hand.

"If you take a picture it'll last longer" His voice is low and soft, his words flowing at smoothly.

At you're blushing, frozen, and now horny state, Chad coos teasingly and moves your hand to take the picture. The camera flashes as it captures Ethan in it's frame, which causes the boys head to snap up. He sees the two of you, the phone camera pointed at him, and blushes.

"W-what are you two doing?" He stutters. All you can do is stare with wide eyes, like a deer caught in headlights. Chad continues to smirk though as he rests his chin on your shoulder.

"We're just admiring how pretty you are, Eth." Chad teases, "Right, Y/N"

Not trusting yourself to speak, you just nod. Ethan sputters as he tries to respond but can't. So, with a teasing chuckle, Chad decides to show mercy.

"Y/N, I see the way you look at both me and E. Ethan, I see the way you look at me and Y/N. You're both to oblivious to see how I look at you two." Chad explains matter-of-factly. You and Ethan stare at each other in shock as you process Chads words.

"It's simple. We all want each other. We should do something about it" Chad finishes his explanation, standing up and moving his hand to rest on your shoulder, gently rubbing circles with his thumbs. Ethan nodded slowly as he took in Chads words and slowly closed his laptop. You looked from Ethan to Chad, eyes still wide as you take in the situation. As soon as you fully process what the fuck just happened, your quick to act. You turn, though the position is a bit awkward, and kiss Chad.

He is slightly caught off guard by the sudden initiative, but quickly gets ahold of himself and kisses back. The kiss doesn't last long as your back starts to hurt from the position. That and the way Ethan stares at you and Chad with wide doe eyes and gulps. Chad moves over to Ethan and kisses him. When he pulls away, he smirks over at you.

"Lets move to my room." Chad says and you and Ethan are quick to listen. As soon as you get in there, you're pushing Ethan onto the bed, sitting on his lap and kissing him. You feel Chad find place standing behind you again, his head dropping to kiss up and down your neck, then Ethans.

When Ethan lets out a soft moan, Chad attacks the spot that triggered it. He pulls away with a proud smirk as he admires the mark he left before moving your face away from Ethans and kissing you, his tongue slipping into your mouth, his hands on your hips.

After a bit, you two pull away, breathing heavy, a string of saliva connecting your kiss swollen lips.

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A little over an hour later the three of you are laying on Chads bed. All of you are sweaty, breathing heavy and flushed red. Ethan and you lay tangled together we Chad cleans and cum on any of you off with a rag, his gentleness making your heart flutter.

"What time is it?" Ethan mumbles into your chest, but loud enough so he's still heard.

"Umm..." Chad trails off as he searches for a phone. When he does, the screen lights up his face and his eyes widen. "8:42"

"Oh shit!" You gasp, quickly sitting up and pulling Ethan up with you. "We were supposed to be there at 8"

"Shit, shit, shit" Chad mumbles as he passes you and Ethan your clothes off the floor and puts on his own. You all quickly scramble to get redressed and go over to the other's apartment. Chad moved a bit quicker than you an Ethan and walked into the apartment, getting stared at by Tara, Quinn, Sam, Mindy, Anika, and Danny.

"Hi. Sorry I'm late." He says awkwardly. "i was doing a couple things and got distracted"

Walking in after Chad, you and Ethan found an spot on the floor and sat down, holding hands.

"I'm 'a couple things'" You say with a grin.

"i'm 'got distracted'" Ethan follows, giggling softly as everyone stares in shock.

[bjtch-craft]

About Me!!

Hi, my name is Wyatt and I'm "new" to writing. I put new in heavy-ass questions because I've been writing stories since elementary school but I've been told I'm pretty good at it so do with that what you will! But I am new to writing fanfiction. I've been reading it for years and decided to dip my toes into this genre! This is also a MLM blog so if you are a woman or fem aligned please don't interact with this page thank you! I'm also a POC so some of my stories might have a slight nod to textured hair and brown skin but I'll almost always try to shy away from doing this! But you can always request a certain race. Anyways happy reading!!!

Fandoms I'll write for

Fear Street

Scream 1996-Present

The Quarry

Slasher Characters such as Brahms, Michael, Jason, Etc

Spider-Man (Any universe)

The White Lotus

Halloween 1978-2022

Stranger Things

American Psycho

What I'll Probably Write About

Fluff (Please request this y'all!!)

Smut (Maybe)

Angst (Definitely)

Characters I'll write for

Chad Meeks-Martin

Danny Bracket

Simon Kalivoda

Nick Goode

Quinn Mossbacher

Stu Macher

Billy Loomis

Brahms Heelshire

Jacob Custos

Dylan Levinny

Miles Morales

Pavitr Prabhakar

Peter Parker (Tom, Andrew, and Tobey)

Prince Eric (Live action because he to mf fine)

Corey Cunningham

Jonathan Byers

Steve Harrington

Jason Carver

Lucas Sinclair

Michael Myers

Jason Voorhees

Patrick Bateman

Miguel O'Hara

This blog is for a male-targeted audience so if you are fem aligned in any way please stay off this page. Thank you!

[chqrmperscn]

chad meeks-martin x male reader

while at a fourth of july party, you and chad sneak off to have your own fun...

red white and blue seemed to permeate your vision from the bathroom window as rough hands intertwined with your fingers. you sat on top of the bar’s bathroom countertop, your back against the wall and lips against your neck.

chad had suggested you two sneak off, him too bored of the july 4th celebrations to stick around. you nonetheless agreed, said goodbye to your friends, and was whisked off to some bathroom in the bar you were in.

that's how you were here, chad lapping at your neck while sounds of pleasure escaped from you. he moved towards you further, parting your legs and slotting inbetween them perfectly. the sounds of people partying outside escaped you, too focused on the high you wanted to chase. his hands stretched across the your body, embracing the canvas that was you. he rubbed at your thighs, moaning further into the your neck and eventually causing you to fall back against the bathroom mirror.

chad pulled his lips off your neck and stared you down, removing his hands from yours and placing them on your thighs, circling them. he looked into your eyes, his sickeningly sweet gaze causing the heat within your cheeks to burn like embers.

"you ready?" were the only words he muttered out, his voice deeper, seductive. he was focused on you and only you, not caring about anyone outside the four white walls.

‘who wouldn’t be’, you thought to yourself, nodding as you awaited for whatever chad was going to do with you. chad backed up and pulled his sweatshirt off by the neck, revealing his white tank top underneath, sweaty muscles filling the shirt to the brim. his eyes quickly made their way back to you, lifting your arms up effortlessly and sliding your shirt up and off of you, dropping it to the ground beside you.

the kissing match began once more, chad on your lips while his hands palmed the sides of your ass, pushing you up further into the bathroom wall. you tried to be more mindful of the noises you were making, but chad didn’t seem to care, smacking your ass to elicit a yelp from you. he smiled as he kissed you further, while you hoped the music outside would be loud enough to distract those from hearing you in such a disheveled state.

while he seemed to be doing all the work, you wanted chad to feel good too. with your hands now free, you placed them on his belt buckle. it took a second for you to unlatch them since you couldn't see, but once it became undone, you forced his pants down, chad in nothing but his stark white tank top and his tight as hell boxers. he backed off, noticing how you had undressed him with ease.

"oh, you're more eager than i thought." you ignored him and his cheeky smile, your fingers reaching for the large bulge in his red boxers. his dick seemed to stick outward like a missile, your fingers palming him through the stretchy fabric. you gave a tug or two, chad reeling from the feeling by gripping your thighs with force, gentle but stern.

you did a couple more tugs, watching the look on his face as you serviced him. his tip leaked through his boxers, but you ignored the sticky wet feeling on your hands, addicted to watching his dick twitch behind his boxers. chad decided to become proactive, maneuvering your hand aside and sliding his own onto his boxers and pushing them down to the floor tiles below.

"sorry, i was suffocating in those." he joked. with chad letting you have your fun, he decided it was time for his. he pulled your belt buckles down to him, laying you flat on the bathroom countertop, his body slotted in-between your thighs. his left hand reached for your belt buckle while his right hand continued to stroke himself, albeit more slowly than he liked. the belt buckle popped free and with both legs, he pulled both your pants and underwear off in one fell swoop. his hands unleashed a deathly grip onto your ass, the smack echoing through the bathroom.

"fuckin’ love your ass baby,” he moaned out, staring at you lied out on the bathroom tiles. you decided to have fun with him, knowing how much chad could get chatty in situations like these. "then show me."

chad flashed his teeth in a smile, wasting no time to get to work. he sucked on a couple of his fingers, before forcing two of them inside of you, a pleasurable moan releasing from you that he chuckled at. he had never done two fingers on the first go-round, but chad was always pushing limits- ‘adapting to his boyfriend’ as he called it. you couldn’t lie about how good it felt, your fingers gripping the stone edges of the countertop while controlling your breathing. soon, you got adjusted to his knobby fingers and he continued to touch you and make you feel good.

his fingers moved in rigid motions inside you as chad kept eye contact with you, eyeing you as you twitched and squirmed beneath his touch. you inhaled sharply at his fingers, chad never failing to keep you in awe at how good he was with them.

"you think that's good enough babe?" he'd asked, his fingers coming to a halt. too worked out from the pleasure, you nodded and elicited a soft ‘hmm’ to signify you were ready. he readjusted his hips, wiggling his dick to line up with you. to prepare, you breathed in and closed your eyes, trying to prepare you for what’s to come.

chad’s penis seemed to rip any hope of preparedness you had to pieces, a guttural scream coming from you as he thrusted in. you threw your muscles onto his shoulders, tensing up from him being inside you. chad’s penis could reach up to a good 8 inches if he was horny enough, and with all the drinks he had downed today, he was definitely there. he placed his hands on your stomach to manage a grip onto you, while thrusting further.

the relentless onslaught that chad brought upon you felt good in a way you couldn’t describe. chad’s hips seemed to roll in a way that you could never quite adjust to, each stroke- each thrust, not quite being the same as the last.

you dug your fingernails into his shoulders when he hit the spot, another good mannered scream releasing from inside of you. at this point, you were worried some people would knock on the door and try to enter, but chad seemed to gather your focus back onto him with some words of his own.

he bent down into your ear, whispering to you while penetrating you mercilessly. “you’re my good boy, you know that right? only good boys can take this dick right, and daddy’s gonna cum soon.”

he moved your legs from his hips and onto his shoulders, achieving even a further reach inside your ass. you nodded at his words, eyes rolling from the intense dicking he gave you. his thrusts became less and less focused and more and more hungry, he was definitely close to cumming soon.

cheers came from outside as some knocks could be heard from the locked bathroom door. people screamed various affirmations like ‘you go boy!’ to just claps of appraisal.

“c-chad we ha…have to stop. they can actually H-hear us!” you didn’t hesitate to voice your concerns on the exhibitionism you guys indulged in, but chad wouldn’t budge, grabbing your hands and pinning them down onto the bathroom sink. “no we don’t baby, just focus on me and this dick.”

chad pushed further and further inside you. his consistency about his strokes had faded and all he had left was one thing: him finishing the job right. your sunken stomach felt extremely tight the more he continued, and you tapped him rapidly to signal that you were gonna cum and he more than acknowledged that, voicing his own progress with a simple ‘mhm me too’.

you were first though, a whimper of pleasure as your stomach became painted in a tint of white, some of your own semen making it onto your lips and some part of your cheek. chad followed closely behind, him pulling out of your destroyed hole and stroking himself to the finish line, his dick purple from the pressure. he exploded ontop of you, making his mark across your face, stomach, and even some on the mirror behind you. he came with a weakened scream of pleasure of his own, releasing all of his energy from himself.

the high you once had was gone, your lidded eyes looking up at chad. he seemed to calm down, his hands falling to his side while peering down at you in such a disarray. he smiled at his handiwork and ran a hand across his forehead and leaned in for a kiss.

“let’s go back and see if the party got more interesting.”

[sku11s1asher]

scream masterlist

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masterlist / navi / rules

[1d5soslittlemixonechicago]

Chad Meeks-Martin and Mason Gooding request

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[popeheywardssecretgf]

this is so true omg. and I almost NEVER see Chad fics in the Ethan tags.

The fact that I had to block ethan landry's name so I could scroll through the chad tag and see actual fic about him is ridiculous. Like it's hard enough trying to find chad fics as is (and I know exactly why) and you gotta wade through the ethan ones because they mention chad briefly (most times he not even in them). Please stop miss tagging especially when we only have 2 black characters alive in this franchise, like you want to be seen but instead I either block ethans tag or you.

[untilwedont]

Tell Me, Baby

What's Wrong?

RQ: "can you do a chad Meeks x male reader where reader has been down lately and chad starts to notice and he worry’s so he comforts him in a way thank you"

Pairings: Chad Meeks x Male!Reader

Warnings: None other than the reader being sad..

A/N: I kinda hate this fic sm but whatever

Your arms wrapped around your waist as you walked slowly throughout the halls, eyes looking down. Your life felt like it was crumbling right in front of your eyes. Your grades were getting worse and worse by the second, meaning you probably wouldn't graduate college, your family pet recently passed away, and to put a cherry on top, you recently fell off with one of your closest friends because they decide to backstab you just to get closer to someone else.

You could definitely say that your life completely sucked. You were snapped out of your small trance when a hand was placed onto your shoulder. You turned around and saw your boyfriend, Chad, smiling at you. "Hey baby, Ethan, Tara, and I were gonna get lunch later, wanna come with?" He asked while placing a hand in yours. "Oh- um.. No, I'm fine." You spoke, talking quieter than usual. "You okay, babe? Is something wrong?"

"Yeah, I'm fine.. why?" You tried speaking a little louder this time, trying to convince chad you were okay-- even if you weren't. "Just.. seem a little quieter. Sure you're okay? You know you can tell me anything M/N." You nodded before giving him a fake smile, "Yeah, everything's fine. Promise.. Just tired" Chad sighed before nodding, "Alright baby, if you say so. You sure you don't wanna come to lunch with us?"

You nodded, "Yeah, I'm sure. You guys go have fun." You smiled before giving him a kiss on the lips. He smiled back at you, "Alright babe. Go get some rest, I love you." He said before placing another quick kiss on your cheek. "I love you too." You responded before walking away, back to your dorm.

A few hours passed and you laid on your bed, tears staining your cheeks as you continued to cry in your dark room and you couldn't get them to stop. That is until you had to force them to stop coming out your eyes when you heard a knock on your door and a voice call out. "M/N, baby, you awake?" Chad softly called out. You panicked and tried wiping your tears of your cheeks as quick as possible.

You knew if he came in your room, he'd probably know you'd been crying since your red eyes were a dead giveaway. You thought if you didn't respond he'd walk away, but he instead slowly opened your door. You quickly laid your head on your pillow, pretending like you were asleep. You hoped that if he now saw your sleeping body, he'd finally leave the room, but no.

Instead, he turned the dim LED lights you had in your room and walked towards your bed. He sat down on the edge of your bed before slightly shaking your shoulders awake. You opened your eyes, pretending that he woke you up. "Hey baby, sorry for waking you. I got you some food. I wasn't sure if you were hungry since you weren't answering my texts.. I just wanted-" He cut himself off once his eyes fixated onto your red ones.

"Have you been crying?" He asked, placing the food on the ground and sliding closer to you. "No.." You mumbled, your eyes looking anywhere but his. "You've been crying. What's wrong?" Those two words 'whats wrong' made tears come back to your eyes and you threw yourself into Chad's arms, wrapping your hands around his neck and digging your head into the crook of it. He wrapped his arms around your waist and placed a hand on your head.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" He asked softly, cradling you in his arms. You mumbled a weak no and he hummed in response.

And for most of the night, he cradled you in his arms, whispering sweet nothings in your ear.

[roses-r-rosie3]

Birthday Boy

Chad Meeks x M!Reader

[Ethan Version]

Warnings: Smut, nsfw, riding, and cursing

A/n: Wow I'm actually surprised i got this done right on my birthday💀

Quote: "You enjoying yourself birthday boy?"

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Of all days that you had to go to work, it just had to be on your birthday. And on top of that Chad told you that he was really busy for your birthday, so he couldn't be there for your birthday.When you were finally done with your shift, you went straight to your house. After a long day of stress, you were ready to just go home and go to sleep until the day was over, even though it was only 3 in the afternoon.

But when you opened your door you were met with your lights off and candles and rose petals being everywhere. You noticed that the rose petals lead somewhere, and you followed the trail. The petals lead you to your closed bedroom door that you shared with Chad. You opened the door to see Chad only in his white boxers, on your shared bed. It warmed your heart that Chad would do all this for you.

"Chad, you didn't really do all of this for me. I thought you were busy" you smiled.

"Well I kind of lied, but it was definitely worth it" Chad said before pulling you in for a kiss.

"This is the best birthday present" you beamed.

"Well, I also have another present for you" Chad grinned as he unbuckled your belt.

"And what might that be?" you smirked as you pulled your shirt off.

"Lay down on that bed and find out" Chad smugly said.

"Yes sir" you smirked.

Before you knew it, both you and Chad were naked, with you on top of him, kissing him passionately.

"Prepped myself earlier" Chad smiled as you were teasing his hole with your tip.

You were just about to put your cock inside of Chad, until he suddenly flipped you over.

"Ah, Ah, ah, Birthday boy, you don't have to do any work, just sit back and relax" Chad smirked as he gripped your cock, and aligned it up with his entrance.

You gripped on Chad's waist as he began to bounce on your cock. God, your cock felt so good inside of him. Chad started to bounce faster as he leaned into your neck and gave you little kisses.

"You enjoying yourself birthday boy?" Chad said with a simper.

"F-fuck y-yes" You grunted as Chad fucked himself with your cock.

Chad began to jerk himself off as he rode you. The sight was so beautiful. The way sweat coated both Chad and your chest, and the way Chad's face looked when you hit Chad's prostate.

"I-I'm close y/n" Chad groaned.

You took the chance to fuck yourself deeper into Chad as both you and him chased your orgasms.

"SHIT!" Chad moaned as he squirted all over you.

As Chad came, you felt his walls tighten around you. Curses and grunts left your mouth as you painted his velvet walls white with your cum. Both of you were a moaning mess as you both rode down from your highs.

"Is the birthday boy happy with his gift" Chad laughed.

"Not quite yet" You smirked as you flipped your positions once again and started pounding into him relentlessly.

Let's just say that, Chad had a noticeable limp the next day, and your neighbors were not really happy with you and Chad.

[cece693]

Olá, você está aberto a pedidos? Se sim, posso solicitar uma história de Ethan Landry (Scream VI) com um leitor masculino.

Poderia ter algo com Ethan Landry obcecado pelo leitor tipo Joe de you aí o leitor descobre e o Ethan sequestra ele igual o Joe faz com back

You Belong To Me (Ethan Landry x M! Reader)

Thanks for the request. As I've stated before, I haven't watched any of the new Scream movies, so some of the information might not be accurate. I hope you enjoy it!

Summary: Ethan is obsessed with you. So when you manage to discover he's the masked killer, Ethan sees no other choice than to kidnap you.

You didn't consider Ethan Landry a friend. More like an acquaintance. He wasn’t the kind of guy to stand out in a crowd—shy, awkward, the kind of person who stayed at the edge of conversations, almost too easy to overlook. You’d barely exchanged a word with him beyond the occasional nod in class. To you, he was just another face in the sea of college students.

But to Ethan, you were everything.

It started as a creeping suspicion that something wasn’t right. The killings had started months ago—violent, gruesome, and seemingly random. Students whispered about the Ghostface killer, the terror gripping the campus. Some people thought the attacks were personal, while others believed it was all just chaos without purpose.

You didn’t give it much thought at first. That was until weird things started happening around you. Little things, things that felt off. Your stuff went missing—a hoodie here, a notebook there. You’d see someone out of the corner of your eye, just a shadow, but every time you turned around, no one was there. You’d get the feeling that someone was watching, even when you were alone.

And then you found the messages.

A dozen missed calls from an unknown number, voicemails that were just the sound of breathing. Texts that said strange things: “You’re so handsome when you think no one’s watching.” Another: “They don’t deserve you, but I do.” It made your skin crawl. You thought it was some kind of prank—until the bodies started piling up.

People you knew. A guy from your dorm. A girl you’d once gone on a date with. And it hit you—every person who’d been killed had some connection to you. Not close connections, but they were enough to put you on edge. Someone was targeting people around you. Someone was getting closer.

You started paying attention to the people in your life, trying to figure out who could be behind it. That’s when you noticed Ethan—awkward, clumsy Ethan—showing up a little too often. Sitting just a little too close in class. Staring just a little too long from across the cafeteria.

One night, unable to shake the gnawing feeling in your gut, you decided to follow him.

You never expected it to be so easy. Ethan had no idea you were tailing him, walking a few steps behind as he slipped into the old theater building. You ducked behind pillars and crept through hallways, your heart racing. Why would Ethan be here this late?

Then you saw him. Ethan, standing in the center of the empty backstage area, staring down at the iconic white mask in his hands—Ghostface. Your stomach dropped.

Ethan exhaled slowly, like holding the mask was some kind of religious experience. His fingers traced the edges reverently, like it was a piece of art he adored. “It was you…” you whispered, your voice barely audible. But it was loud enough.

Ethan’s head snapped toward you, his eyes widening in shock. For a moment, the mask slipped from his fingers, clattering to the floor. “Y/N…” he whispered your name like a prayer. His surprise melted into something far more dangerous—excitement. “I didn’t want you to find out this way.”

You turned to run, but you didn’t get far. Ethan was fast—faster than you ever thought possible. He tackled you from behind, his arms wrapping around you in a vice grip. You hit the ground hard, the air forced from your lungs. “Shhh,” Ethan whispered in your ear, pressing you down. "Don't fight. You don’t understand. This is a good thing. It’s what’s meant to be.”

You struggled, clawing at the floor, but Ethan was relentless. He pressed something cold and sharp against your throat—a knife.

“Don’t make me hurt you, Y/N.” he whispered, his breath hot on your neck. “I don’t want to hurt you. I love you.” Those words froze you in place, every muscle in your body locking up. This wasn’t love. This was madness. Feeling blood trailing down the left side of your face, you felt Ethan's hand going to your head before darkness consumed you.

When you woke, your wrists were bound with rope, and the rough bite of duct tape was pressed over your mouth. The dim light above buzzed faintly, casting shadows across the basement. It reeked of dust, old wood, and something metallic—blood.

Ethan sat across from you on an old couch, elbows on his knees, hands clasped like he was waiting for you to wake up. When your eyes met his, his face split into a smile—a wide, boyish grin, as if the two of you were old friends and stood up. “You’re awake!” he said brightly. “I was getting worried. You hit your head pretty hard.”

You tried to scream against the tape, thrashing against the ropes. “You're scared,” he said, almost as if he were hurt by it. He crouched down beside you, his eyes searching your face. “But you don’t have to be. I’d never hurt you, Y/N.” He reached out to touch your cheek, and you flinched, your skin recoiling from the feel of his hand. “Everything I’ve done…I did for us,” he whispered, his voice carrying a note of desperation. “Can’t you see that?”

You glared at him, fury rising despite the terror that coursed through you. The tape over your mouth prevented you from speaking, but your eyes screamed the truth—This isn’t love.

He seemed to sense your defiance because the calm in his expression cracked, and for a moment, you saw the darkness beneath the mask of his boyish charm. “You don’t believe me,” he said, almost accusingly, his eyes narrowing as if you were the one who had wronged him.

“You don’t understand,” Ethan hissed, beginning to pace. “Nobody understands.” His voice grew sharper, each word edged with frustration. “You’ve been surrounded by people who don’t even see you—people who don’t deserve you.” He stopped and smiled at you. “But I do. I see you, Y/N. I know who you really are.”

You shook your head, fighting against the tears that threatened to spill. You had to get through to him—had to find a way to reason with him, no matter how deranged he was. You made a muffled sound behind the tape, pleading with your eyes for him to remove it.

Ethan hesitated, his gaze flickering over your face. He approached cautiously, like someone might approach a wounded animal. “You’re not going to scream, are you?” he asked, tilting his head. When you didn’t move, he reached for the tape and slowly peeled it off, the adhesive burning as it pulled away from your skin.

You drew in a shuddering breath. “This isn’t love, Ethan,” you whispered, your voice hoarse. “It’s obsession.”

He flinched as if you had struck him. “No…” His voice wavered, but the intensity in his eyes remained. “It’s not an obsession. I’ve loved you since the first time I saw you. You were different.” He spoke as though he was trying to convince himself as much as you. “I had to protect you. I had to make sure no one got in the way.”

“And what about all those people you killed?” you asked, your voice rising with desperation. “Were they just in the way?”

His expression hardened, his jaw clenching. “They weren’t important.” His tone was cold now, detached, as though he were speaking about objects instead of people. “Not like you.” He moved closer, his hand gripping your shoulder with an alarming intensity. “You’re special, Y/N. Don’t you see?”

“No, Ethan!” you snapped, your voice shaking. “I’m not special, and this isn’t some romantic story. You’re sick. You need help.”

The words seemed to hit him like a physical blow. His grip on your shoulder tightened painfully before he yanked his hand away, his face twisting with a mix of anger and hurt.

Ethan's eyes darted toward the clock, and his frown deepened, as if he was weighing his options or calculating something in his head. His gaze shifted back to you, and for a moment, there was an almost regretful look in his eyes—like he wished things could be different, as if he genuinely believed this was all for the best.

“Maybe you don’t understand now,” he said quietly, his voice softening into something that almost sounded like pity. “But you will…you’ll see.” He took a step closer, his hand reaching up to brush your hair out of your face. “I have some things I need to take care of,” he continued, his tone unsettlingly calm. “But I promise, I’ll be back soon.”

Before you could say another word, he grabbed the roll of duct tape from the table and ripped off a piece, pressing it back over your mouth, smoothing it down with the same gentle care as if he were tucking you in for bed. His gaze lingered on yours, dark eyes gleaming with devotion. Then, without warning, he tilted his head and leaned in—his lips brushing against the tape covering your mouth in a lingering kiss. It was soft and disturbingly intimate, like a lover’s farewell.

“There,” he whispered against the tape, his lips still inches from yours. “Perfect.” He pulled back slowly, savoring the moment as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "I’ll be back soon, Y/N," Ethan promised, a twisted kind of love in his voice. "I’ll make sure no one comes between us ever again."

[nouearth]

a star in the making.

chad meeks-martin x male reader x danny brackett.

wc: 4.8k. genre: smut. warnings: explicit sex, threesome, spitting, gagging, throat-fucking, slapping, rough-handling, double-penetration, dirty-talk, video recording, top!danny, top!chad, bottom!reader.

a/n: and i thought i couldn't get nastier.......

request: anon.

“and...” chad centered the tripod by the foot of the bed after locking the legs sturdy to the ground. the camera was tilted down at a slight degree, framing the bed into position, and once the stability met his standard, he pressed the record button with a smile. “we’re set.”

you’ve been watching him, bare except your briefs, kneeled on the bed while curiosity trapped your mouth into a vault. one, two, and three tripods surrounded the bed; one at each side, and the final one settled in the middle, directly feasting your obedience with its camera lens. when you looked to the left, so was danny, transfixed by the eagerness you held, and even sprouted, when all three cameras blinked red.

“all set from here.” danny chuckled, a gentle pat to the arm of the tripod assured its stability.

normally, others would be nervous, confidence beaten by nerves, if they were to be recorded like this.

as cliché as it sounded, you weren’t like others.

everywhere you turned, all eyes were on you, and you warmed another smile, shy yet alluring because you wanted this, and so did they. every blink of red fueled a need inside of you. a desire to perform, and you were motivated to make a stunning debut, even if it would only be in the hands and eyes of the two men.

“do you always record these stuff?” there was admiration in your eyes, and it reflected onto their smiles, egotistical and cocky, as each man gave the camera one more check.

“only those that are willing, and…” chad climbed onto the bed, towards you, until he found your lips in its scurried endeavor. sweet at first, but his tongue pushed your mouth open wider, merely having his fix of the taste of your desire. you took him in with a laugh, moaned when his tongue slid to you, over you, in an open-mouthed venture.

“those we think can take it,” a low whisper rumbled in the other side of your ear and before you could break away from the kiss, you were pulled to another pair of plump flesh, rougher now as danny held your jaw, tasted the remnants of chad, and most importantly—you. “take us with no problem.”

both of their warm bodies sandwiched you into a comforting embrace of heat and need. chad pressed his palm to your inner thigh, squeezing while his lips found a home near your clavicle. “introduce yourself.”

it was a pain for danny to tear himself from the kiss, but he does so at chad’s demand, pecking you once more on the center of your swollen pair before nodding towards the center camera. “scoot up a little. name, age, and why you’re here.”

you do as you were told, scooting up, though not too far from the nude pair, and gazed into the void of the camera lens as you revealed your name and age. “i’m here because…”

“i…” wary eyes found their way back to the two men, and they nodded, assuring you of the process, but also for you to continue it because you can smell it—lust. “want to be fucked.”

“whoa, someone has a potty mouth.” chad cracked, and danny joined with a chuckle. “quarter in the swear jar, (m/n).”

danny then reached over to pinch at the soft flesh on your waist, sucking in a lower lip because the gentlest touch made you jolt. “how do you want to be fucked?”

“you too, danny.” chad laughed, nudging the aforementioned man’s bare side with his elbow, and danny abided with another squeeze to your waist, dropping air into chad’s jar.

“i guess, well… hard.” the thought trailed your words into a mutter, and you took a beat before confessing, a rush of heat fled to your cheeks and neck. “i want to be wrecked.” your thumb began drumming on the mattress, hands planted by your hip. “don’t get me wrong, i love vanilla as much as anyone, but sometimes, you just need to spice things up.”

“i get that,” you felt a rough hand spider down your spine, then explored the canvas of your skin like a fresh book. the tensed muscles in your back told a story. from the way you shivered when he caressed near your waist, to the way you exhaled a heavy sigh he squeezed at your right shoulder, he wanted to dissect every fiber of your being—every chapter to the story. “so, you’re saying you’d do anything to get wrecked?”

“anything.” another breathy sigh fell to your lips when danny leaned forward to latch to the other side of your neck, suckling deep and hard enough to then draw a moan. a soft one, but nonetheless, he was endeared by it, persuaded to dig another one out of you, and he does so easily.

“anything?” danny mumbled into the sore spot of your neck before moving onto another patch of skin, repeating the same process while blindly taking your hand to rest on his erection, growing bigger and thicker in your palm.

in midst, chad stroked himself silently to the melt of your body, to the wet sounds of danny’s hickeys, to the goosebumps on your arm when he began fondling your thigh, to the sudden spring and hop of your cock, when danny made you squeeze your hand around him, guiding you in loose pumps. 

you can’t let go. not that you would want to in the first place, because he filled you up with girth, thick and heavy in your sweaty palm, unshaven thick hairs woven into the indentation of your fingers as you stroked danny’s cock, squeezed the pulsating veins until he was throbbing hard.

“you like that big cock?” danny unraveled your fist before slapping the thick of shaft onto the center of your palm, a smirk sprouted while you watched agape. hypnotized by the stiffness of his meat, then the bounce of his balls when he brought your hand beneath the sack, stroking himself to your enchantment. the thick and loose sack bounced heavily into your palm, even with the slowest rhythm, and it was embarrassing to admit how easily you could come undone from this.

“or do you like this big cock more, hm?” suddenly, your other hand felt warm, hot now as your fingers wrapped around another thick girth. more curved compared to the former, and you pleasantly confirmed it with your eyes, gulping down any forthcoming opinions. 

you couldn’t answer. they were both… so different. danny’s cock was bushier, plumper in the head with a thick skin covering majority of the glans, and curved downwards as if it was made to fuck your throat, as if the sheer weight of his own cock wasn’t able to sustain itself. while chad’s cock sported a proud curve, a slope that was practically made to accommodate the size of your hand and your needy strokes, and most importantly, as if it was made to break you. both of their cocks were, if you were being honest. you’d have no complaints if one were to switch roles with the other, because in the end, you’d have them either way.

in any way.

“both, you know i can’t decide, i—“ you swallowed and looked at chad, licking your lips when you switched your gaze back to his cock, then to danny’s, then back to chad’s again. a delirious dilemma ruined you, and your mouth itched to solve it.

“well, if you can’t decide then,” danny began kneeling tall on the bed, towering over your position, and chad followed suit. two shadows loomed over you, engulfed you with darkness, and you swallowed any amount of pride you had left because you never felt smaller. your hands released their cocks and you watched as their shadows swung heavily over your face like tree branches over a windowsill. “you’re going to have to work extra hard tonight.”

“i said i’d do anything,” musk was heavy in the air, and even more so when you inhaled beneath danny’s cock, the tip of your nose trailed along the downward curve, and then you juxtaposed it with chad’s, sniffing upwards like an animal in heat, touching yourself through your tightened briefs. “right?”

“right.” when your nose reached the tip of chad’s cock, chad took the perfect opportunity to shove your promise down your throat. 

thick and heavy on your tongue, your mouth stretched wide to lodge his length as far as you could, wetting and swallowing him with difficulty. it was further helped by danny’s palm on the back of your head, his fingers locked into your hair while he pushed you lower, denuding you into a gargled mess of gags and coughs.

“fuck, that’s a good boy. look at how well you’re taking chad’s cock.” danny’s grip on your hair was stronger, harder, as he yanked you up for barely a breath. you inhaled with a gasp, in what felt like a millisecond, before it was exhaled into another gag when he pushed the remaining oxygen into the pit of your stomach. your eyes closed tight when danny’s hold on you kept your mouth grounded to chad’s pelvis. chad shivered, exhaled with a guttural groan, while you swallowed him whole, with tears in your eyes, with a force on your head that refused your pleas to be released, and you liked it—no, you loved it.

you loved having your jaw ache, having to breathe through your nose and into chad’s shaven hairs. when you were pulled back, you loved feeling that cathartic release of stealing back the oxygen that was taken away from you. you also loved seeing your spit drench chad’s heavy cock, coating it with thick sheen and small bubbles enough to weigh—swing—him down because your gags were uncontrollable, undeniably resistible. the spit was a bridge from your lips to the plump, swollen tip of his cock, and you drove through it on your own terms with eagerness. an amused laugh flushed your skin, and you could feel danny’s hand drop to the back of your neck, grasping the skin as if it could close your throat around the mouthful of cock.

“god, your mouth is fucking made for this.” chad breathed out, his muscles flexed when you swallowed him in your hot throat. another gag curled the inside of your stomach, and you pulled back up to slurp around him, sniffling fresh air, then spitting back out when you just slurped. your hand worked soundly, spreading the thick and sticky mixture of your saliva over his entire length in one buttery stroke. “you’re a cock whore, aren’t you? look how much of a mess you are. look how eager you are to take us both.”

“practically foaming at the mouth.” danny’s grin was replaced with awe as the swell of your lips beat redder. then astonishment when you greeted him with a lazy, spitting smile. “fuck.” 

several wet strokes now before you turned towards danny to take him down your throat, conforming to the portrait they’ve expected—anticipated—of you. they remained kneeling, each by your side, and while you pumped chad’s wet cock, you deviantly inhaled danny’s with a prideful smile, the sound of their collective groans only fueling it further. saliva dripped copiously from your mouth, and you slurped whatever would try to leak out, even if your mouth was full.

“shit, that’s what i’m talking about,” he gently slapped the side of your cheek that bulged from his cock, groaning louder when you pressed the inside of the flesh harder to the swollen head. then again, and again, and you profusely took the several quick slaps until your cheek memorized the shape of his cock—every vein and every inch. “you like that big cock, don’t you?” the sound of your moan vibrated around him, and danny shuddered. “yeah, you do. fuck.”

there would be moments where your mouth felt overstuffed, so you’d release danny in one smooth, moaning pull, and tongue his balls. they bounced heavily on the flicking muscle, rolled within the messy slobber of your mouth, and twitched when you dragged the heavy weight all over your face, smearing the spittle and musk over your chin, lips, nose, forehead. back again, until it inked deep into you. you slapped danny’s cock several times onto your cheek, hard and wet on the bone, and you moaned, delirious, as you stuck your tongue out for him, staring up at the doting gaze that laved over you. 

until you smelled of nothing but a whore.

you then did the same to chad, because you were greedy. cock was all you could think about, and you wanted to drown yourself in it even if you couldn’t breathe. danny’s gaze over you were hazy when you alternated between sucks, and when you switched over to sucking off chad again, his were enlightened. “you look so good like this, fuck…” 

as if they read your mind, the two men scooted closer until the flush of your cheeks was surrounded by their cocks, dripping in your matter. the cameras winked with red, and you smiled towards the center while you stroked both the heavy weights simultaneously, alternating your tongue back to the glans after you refueled your breath.

“fuck, this is what i’m talking about.” your face scrunched when you pulled danny’s foreskin forward, squeezing the skin till it masked the swollen head, and you drooled when a thick string of pre-cum leaked from the slit. his moans fell along with the web of fluid, low and guttural as if you pulled those sounds straight from him.

before you could have a turn with chad’s cock, he was set on his own endeavor to rapture you as your mouth was back to being filled again. a gasp buried deep into your wet throat, words gargled now because danny unexpected pushed into your mouth as well, and all you could do was take it. you took their two cocks in your mouth, breathing quickly because you’ve never felt so full.

“holy fuck— that’s a good boy, fuck.“ chad breathed heavily, his hold on the back of your head stronger as he pushed you forward to their thrusts.

“god, where did you find him? haven’t felt a mouth like this in fucking forever.” danny groaned when your teeth brushed against him, and your heart raced because you needed to open your mouth wider. impossibly bigger to properly take the both of them. passion was fortified by their astounded comments, and you heard every appraisal in the book, quickly took your briefs off and stroke your cock to it, because you could come from this. 

from being full.

your mouth stretched with a sting building at the corners, and no matter how many times you tried to blink the feeling away, they only pulled the flesh open, wider, more and more, as they did their best to fuck into your throat. minuscule thrusts, careful not to hurt you, but nonetheless, driven by their animalistic need to wreck you. their cocks rubbed and poked together, against one another, veins throbbed unevenly into the back of your throat. there were lazy attempts to slurp the copious amount of saliva dripping out, but it was futile at this point when you were practically like a waterfall at this point. 

the cameras shamed you for who you were in this moment, calling you disgusting names as they watched you become a bubbling, gargling mess. as they watched chad and danny fuck into your gargles. helpless, but they weren’t here to save you. 

they were here to watch.

“fuck, baby—“ chad yanked your head back and you thankfully coughed out a mixture of a choke and a gasp before it could be trapped down your throat when he pulled you up for a kiss. sloppily and heavy, and you moaned heavenly when chad’s tongue was the completely opposite taste of his cock. “i think you deserve a reward, don’t you think, dan?”

“a big reward,” behind you, a strong pair of arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you back into a cozy embrace. the hairs on danny’s chest tickled your back at first, but soon it warmed you, chasing away the goosebumps the draft had left on you. though only briefly, because the familiar bumps returned when his lips found their way to your shoulder after you both fell back onto the bed. his arms around you guarded the impact, and you couldn’t have been more grateful for the warmth that engulfed you. “i think we should fulfill his wish to be wrecked, right? can’t have him leaving empty-handed, chad.”

ironically, you were sure that you were going to leave the night memorizing the shapes of their cock.

“i agree,” you could feel danny’s cock brush against your ass when he lifted your legs, his hands locked together over the bent of them while he pushed your knees to your chest, your body pinned to his. chad blew a playful whistle when the position exposed your hole to him, puckering and aching for some type of fill, and slathered a careless amount of lube over his cock, his hands, and your hole. “damn, i just know it’s going to be a tight fit. bet you haven’t gotten fucked in weeks, right?”

“m-mm...” a finger stammered your words as it slid in, gently pumped inside of you, worked you open until you were open enough to fit another digit. “it’s been a while—i need to be fucked, please.” you pleaded to chad, then to danny when you turned your head to kiss him on the lips, and the soft rubies vibrated when he chuckled, amused at your neediness.

“how badly do you want to be fucked again?” chad asked, a feign of cluelessness while he curled and parted his fingers, now three, inside you. knuckle-deep, wriggling within your tight walls.

“s-shit—so fucking bad, please. i’m begging.” your voice cracked, desperate to remind him, but you’ve lost the ability to form sentences, mere babbles now when danny stroked your cock with one hand, and held you back with the other. “please, i want to be wrecked—“

“okay,” his broad chest rose when he pulled himself out of you, amused by how truly desperate you were by the suction of your hole, clinging onto the loss heat and the air that had replaced him. he then brought his fingers to his mouth, sucking the taste of your musk off with a delighted hum, before positioning himself. “you earned it.”

in one smooth move, chad pushed your awaiting rapture back into you, and he was granted with the utmost exhalation. he held onto your knees while you captured him, welcomed him, whimpered for him, and blossomed for him, with warmth and keenness. “shit, fuck, danny. you gotta try him.” you felt yourself cling onto him, not wanting to let him go, when chad selflessly pulled himself out again despite your whines.

“yeah?” your body moved with danny’s as he adjusted himself beneath you, shifting into a more comfortable position, and once he does, you immediately felt swollen when he pulled you back again, opened you, and filled the loss of warmth with his own. it throbbed and pulsated heavily the more he slid his thick girth into you, and your arms sprawled out to grasp at the bedsheets, groaning and whimpering when you feel yourself stretched to the fullest. “fuck, everything about you is perfect, isn’t it? that fucking mouth of yours, and now this hole? fuck...”

they took their time with you, alternating between filling you up and stroking themselves when one sated their desires to completely ravish you with a thrust, and another, and another. you took each of them with pride, dazed because you were completely exhausted at this point, your muscles like jelly, but the stretch never failed to remind you where you were, ground you to reality, as the feeling burned into your brain.

a drunken stupor removed you of your thoughts, feelings, and sight. you thought of nothing but incredible, eye-rolling pleasure. you saw nothing but the sweaty bodies colliding against you, rocking into you. you felt nothing but the feeling of being full, of being stretched to your best ability. you were brain-numbingly fucked, sweat dripping from hairline to your cheek fucked, to your chest fucked, until you felt an incense of pain again. 

and the sweat seemed to have stung now. it was near your fill, a prod to your hole despite danny already occupying his rightful spot, and you felt a slow push that roped a groan from within you. “shit—“

“hold still,” danny breathed into your ear, then suckled on your earlobe to distract you from the painful intrusion down south. his palm squeezed your cock, stroking it now, while he rubbed your stomach as if it would open you up from underneath. “just keep breathing.”

“you’re a good boy, right? be a good boy for me—us, hm?” chad was huddled over you, his shadow masked the pain in your expression, but it melted when he kissed you again, sweetly compared to before. you could only return it shortly before you choked out an uncomfortable moan into his mouth. he pushed himself further into your occupied hole with a staggered groan, joining danny in its burial, and kissed you once more to let you adjust to the stretch of their two cocks.

“o-oh, god…” it knocked every breath out of you, even when you were laying still. your walls burned uncomfortably, stung around the two cocks that had fill you up with so much weight, yet you couldn’t have been more grateful. you were intoxicated in this state, and one would describe you as fucking mad for even attempting to take the two men at once.

but you weren’t like others.

“fuck me,” you hadn’t even had a chance to adjust to the stretch, but you knew you would eventually. impatience ran through your blood, and adrenaline followed in another route through your veins. “fuck me.” you said clearer, rocking your hips against them, and they collectively groaned when you squeezed tight. your cock twitched during this matter, and with one final kiss to your lips from chad, a wet one to the underside of your jaw, you felt yourself blossom completely.

danny began with slow ruts, rubbing his thick girth against chad’s while he held onto your waist. you groaned at every moment, but with every thrust, the pain began to slowly subdue itself into a river of familiarity. “shit, fucking feels amazing, fuck.”

then chad followed once you opened up for them, impressively more and more within minutes, and he thrusted with alternating patterns. slow at first, but he picked up the pace when you pulled him down for a kiss, begging into his mouth for more. more of him, more of danny, more of their cocks, more. 

whenever danny would roll up into you, chad would pull his hips back, and it didn’t take very long for them to establish a see-saw like rhythm. you were in a constant state of elation as they repeatedly filled you, slamming into your sweet spot like hey had memorized it from the first time they brushed against it. 

“fuck!” your body bounced in correlation with danny’s own hips, roughly thrusting up into you, while chad was the top layer that sandwiched you into a behemoth hold, chasing after his own high with eager plunges. the bed creaked louder, adding into the symphony of wet skin becoming vulnerable with one another, opening for one another, entering and filling one another. and your moans, their moans. they were the consonance and dissonance of the explicit music that your bodies had constructed. 

labored breaths tickled your ear and thick air surrounded your folded body. you have never felt so stretched, so pleasantly used, and the two men thought same same, fucking into you at the same rhythm now. both of their cocks drove into you, shoved themselves into you, forced themselves past your limit until they broke you. you screamed in delirious might, clutched at chad’s chest, then reached back to tug at danny’s hair, then released to fuck your fist. it was a sight to behold, a feeling many would be envious of, and you were reminded that the cameras were on you. all of this could be known, could be shown, and everyone could know how incredible you were. 

how much of a star you were, how perfectly constructed you were made to be fucked, and your eyes rolled back, denuding yourself of those thoughts with several strong pulses. “s-shit!”

you came with a splatter, shooting all over your chest and body while you continued to stroke yourself through the messy reelease. your fist was drenched in cum, as was your body, and you felt some of it leaking to your side as the motions of danny’s thrust and chad’s rocked you. “f-fuck! keep fucking me, fuck! fill me up—“ 

fuck,” back and forth, they did. they propeled into you with a similarly hysterical state of mind. in and out, your ass burned with their two cocks constantly digging inside of you, violating every crevice while you rode out your orgasm. your hand naturally fell back as you took them, and danny’s mouth wrapped around your cum-covered fingers, suckling them off, and the salty taste was the final garnish that winded him into staggered pants of your name. with one last exertion of his hips, his thick cock pulsated once, twice, three times before completely spilling his load into you. “oh fuck… fuck, that was good.”

the warmth of danny’s thick cum pooled around chad’s cock, and he panted, his muscles flexing under the ceiling lights while he plunged himself deep into you, deep into the warm seed untill his shaft was practically covered in it—lubed thick. his shallow thrusts splattered the cum onto his heavy sack, webbing it to your ass, and chad pressed one more kiss to your lips again, tasting you before his sense of reality was sucked away by the holy gods, then expelled out into a series of unholy moans. “i’m going to come, fuck—“

with danny’s cock softening, chad added onto the pile of his cum, shooting load after load inside of you, spreading the thick of his seed all over the violation that they had caused you with sloppy thrusts, creaming the inside of your breached hole and his swollen dick until the pull of softening cocks released all that cum that had resided in you. they came out in squelches, thick and drool-worthy as it ran down your ass, and your hole twitched unevenly, not used to the feeling of emptiness. you clenched at whatever was left inside of you, a layer of cum that continued to naturally ooze out like whipped cream. if chad had another load left inside of him, he’d easily shower you in it. but instead, he watched, marveled in the beauty of your red, sore, and puckering hole, beating and pulsating from the wreck it had endured.

“fuck…” you exhaled a sigh of relief when you were able to finally put your legs down. they immediately tangled into danny’s as soon as you rolled off of him, and joined his side. 

he took you in, an arm around you pulled you closer, and the man took a moment to examine your face. a gentle hold to your chin, then a caress of his thumb to your lips. “you good?”

“yeah...” a half-smile graced his thumb, and you kissed the pad of it before averting your gaze to chad. sweat dripped from his bare body as he stopped the recording for each individual camera. the red blinked once more, and never returned for the remainder of the night.

you curled into danny’s embrace, using his chest as a pillow, and closed your eyes to the sound of his heart slowly approaching its normal rate.

“so,” a weight shifted on the bed, and then a strong, yet gentle hand caressed your arm. “i have a favor to ask.”

“what is it?” you murmured, eyes still shut. the comforting skim of chad’s palm anchored you to danny’s chest, but you gathered enough energy to drowsily peek behind you once before returning.

“there’s this frat party, and…” large digits spidered your arm in a playful manner, and you could hear the smile in his voice. “was wondering if you’d like to come?”

“yeah?” laughing, you tore yourself from danny, who was already in deep sleep snoring his high away, and turned to face chad. he was leaning over the side of the bed, one foot to support his weight, and your hand moved to play with the soft curl of his hair. “how many guys?”

“wanted to keep it a surprise, but…” he pulled the rest off his body onto the bed, embracing your sticky body close to his own. “may or may not be in…” he trailed off, looking up to silently count sheep.

“in...?” you sang inquisitively, though a whisper to not wake danny, and chad’s smile awakened foolishly before confessing.

“in the double digits.” 

nouearth. please do not repost, plagiarize, or translate my works. and if you like this story, please reblog and leave a like!

[yupyor]

⌊ Theater Love ⌉

Summary ✒ Things get heated and impulsive when your date night at a theater with Chad gets boring.

Gender Neutral Reader, Hand job, Exhibitionism.

The reason why I put male reader in the tags and not female reader is because I originally had this planned out specifically for male readers, but forgot to bring up the reader's pronouns and sex, so I just made it GN. That and male readers tend to use the block fics with the f reader tag, so yea.

I know it took forever, but Killer embrace is still a while from being done. So, I decided to just publish this one instead of the both of them together. Hope you enjoy it lol.

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You've never been one to act quickly on a thought, especially after the whole Ghostface incident with the group, preferring to keep the attention drawn to you to a minimum. But it was dark, and the theatre air was hot. It didn't help that the film you had once been ecstatic to see was boring and overly long, still having a total of 75 minutes left of it.

You and Chad were bored, and chronically so. You needed to improvise, get creative. Fortunately for both of you, you did.

"Stop." Chad groaned, biting his lip. Your left hand had been resting on the upper end of his inner right thigh for the past 15 minutes now, causing a series of subtle tremors to quake throughout him. His lips were swollen, blood red, the repeating force on it causing a thin layer of blood to coat the agitated area. He was hunched over himself heaving, his chest falling with an inconsistent, bewitching rhythm. You have no doubt that if it wasn't for Chad's embarrassment, you would long been caught by now and scrutinized for your obscene display of affection—publicly humiliated and forced out of the building for all to see. Fortunately, it was dark enough to hide your actions for that to not be the case.

You move to cup the bulk of his dick, the pressured zip on his pants doing its utmost to prevent the alluring mass of flesh from being out for all to see. The strain it puts up against the fabric has your heart Wildy pacing with lust and adrenaline, and within it bubbles the need to through away all decency and feel the entirety of his body; the bulging biceps in his possession, his chiseled art of a chest, the brawn of his thigh, his frame.

God you're going insane.

Your stripped of you high when Chad moans, all soft and fragile, and it encourages you to squeeze his bulge with the lightest of pressure, his body going stiff in return. His is dick painfully swollen, so much so that it puts a hefty tension on its thin layer of constriction. Edging the life out of Chad has always been a pleasure—watching him transition from a present and rational conscience, to merely thinking with his dick always managing to turn you on.

He leans on your shoulder, his face nuzzling into the crook of your neck. His breath is hot, chilling to the bone, and when he finally speaks, his voice is so small that it quivers. It makes him come off as desperate. "Were in public." Chad pleads, both hands grasping and enclosing around yours.

"Then why are you hard?" You whisper, the words making quick to his ears.

It causes him to pause, and you follow in suit, respectful of his rejection, the atmosphere around you settling into something charged and tense. Though that doesn't last for long. Thick, calloused fingers delicately maneuver around yours, the active sound of a zip being undone ripping through the pressured silence.

Chad opened his zip.

At that moment, you wanted to do nothing but taunt him—ask him why he relented despite his previous disapproval; shame him for wanting such pleasure in a public space. But his following action immediately dispels your thoughts. Chad grabs your left hand, his movement subtle, and places it spot on, on his raging boner, nothing but his boxers stopping you from directly being in-contact with it.

It radiates heat, scorching to the touch, and it sends shiver upon shiver with its erotically timed pulsation. Everything around you become a blur at its demand for attention, the girth of it making your surroundings irrelevant, an unwilling backdrop to the current moment. It vividly shapes through his black underwear, twitching, putting more and more pressure onto the silk fabric, and it wholly enchants you. You unfasten the sole button holding it as one, and his dick pops out with such vigor that it has you slightly flinching back, thinking it would hit you. It stands high and strong, throbbing in all its glory, his glistened tip seemingly glaring at you. He’s average in length, looking to settle just below that of 6 inches—though his girth is quick to make up for that. It huffs and puffs, its sensual movement hypnotizing, and you can’t help but admire the beautiful way it dances.

Your left hand subconsciously reaches out for it, your fingers flexing to adjust to his size. It causes a groan to rip out of him. The circumference of his dick prevents you from completely encircling your hold around his base. Instead, it makes Chad whimper, your attempt bringing him nothing but pleasure. Satisfied with the attention he was getting, a thick layer of pre-cum drenches his foreskin, making his protruding veins glisten. They pulse with your every touch, his skin peeling back effortlessly with your strokes. It makes you want to prioritize pleasing him, run him completely dry.

You slowly work your hands up and down his length, his trembling breath staining the tender skin of your neck.

“Wait.” Chad starts, breathless, and it stops him shortly after. He swallows, his Adam's apple repetitively bobbing as he tries to get rid of the blockage in his throat “Wait…I’m close.”

You release your tight grip on him, your hand now opting to hover just over his glans, courteous of his wish. It allows him a moment of ease, and several breaths take the opportunity to escape, his chest slightly heaving. He wants to cum. He wants to cum so bad; but he’s afraid of messing up the person’s chair in front of him—afraid of getting caught. So, he quickly repositions himself, turning to face you directly, and you too move to accommodate him, his face remaining yet in the depths of your neck as he does so. His current position probably just made him more of a stand-out amongst the clutter of people sitting properly in their chair now, but it was far better than having his high being broken because his spunk went flying onto someone's back and hair. 

Besides, most, if not all, would write it off as him being asleep.

Chad now comfortable, you set off once again to tease him, your hand returning to the tip of his glands this time around. It only takes a minute for his body to tense up, his mind going back to the former state it was in before he had to pause to reposition himself.

God, the effect you had on him was such an eager boost.

You move from his head to start stroking the base of him, taking note of the way his moans became heavier and more persistent, occasionally going all the way down to his balls to fondle and lightly squeeze them.

“I’m going to cum.” He whispers, his head nuzzling deeper into you, as if trying to merge as one.

It makes you pick up your pace, the sound of sultrily squelches and chads moans gracing your ears feeding into your dazed high.  It only takes a couple more deep strokes for Chad to succumb to his limit, his body shuddering as his all-time high peaks, long, white ropes of sperm erupting from him and landing squarely on your shirt. His breaths become ragged, shallow, and you play with his slit to allow him as much time in that point of absolute pleasure as possible. It elicits a series of moans from him, his body occasionally jerking to the side when u graze one of his many sensitive areas. When it's finally over, he lifts his head, his body yet continuing to tremble, albeit more subtly now. His eyes are completely glazed and fixed onto you, his register on the world still delayed. It makes you smirk.

“I guess theatre dates are banned now.” You initiate, but Chad only roll his eyes in return, leaning into you once again to give himself enough privacy to clean you and his lower half up.

After that, the two of you wait out the 30 minutes the film still surprisingly had before leaving like half of the people in the room already did—though at your exit, you catch a smirk directed specifically at you, a blush highlighting its owner's cheek.

You have a feeling you and Chad put on quite the show, and more so than the 2-hour-long movie you had to endure at that.