#randy meeks smut

[roadkillremi]

The fact Randy Meeks didn't live long enough to see Black Christmas, remakes makes me sad.

The fact Billy Loomis didn't live long enough to see American Psycho makes me enraged.

[emmalandry]

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Randy whining as he thrusts inside your warm, wet cunt. “Mommy, fuck, you feel so good.” His eyes roll back into his head.

His thrusts are beginning to get sloppy as he lazily thrusts into you. You can feel his balls tightening up as he struggles to keep up. “Cmon Baby, Cum for Mommy. Be a good boy.”

You know he’s at his breaking point, you both are. A knots beginning to form in your stomach, you can feel it burning inside you as he rubs lazy circles on your clit.

You feel his hot seed fill up your womb, with your release following soon after. “Thank you mommy, thank you so much, fuck.” He’s so whiny with his gratitude.

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[ccscocoapuffs]

Randy Meeks NSFW Alphabet

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex) Randy is a big cuddler, he loves being wrapped up with you. It's honestly probably his favorite part of the entire experience of sex. He for sure is the type to get you a wet rag and clean you up and pamper you with kisses.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) Randy loves his eyes, i mean come on he has puppy dog eyes. Who wouldn't love them. Randy is a thigh guy, he loves seeing your thighs in a short skirt or in thigh highs. He loves to keep his hand on your thigh when you two sit next to each other as well.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) He's messy, though he doesn't mean to be. He just cums ALOT. He loves when you let him cum inside though, that's is favorite. His next favorite is definitely your tits.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) Panty stealer CHANGE MY MIND. Randy will steal a few of your thongs and use them to wrap around himself when he wants to jerk off.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) It's Randy.....its safe to say you're his first. He's eager to learn though, you'll just have to walk him through it the first time.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) Randy likes missionary or cowgirl. In missionary he loves being able to see your face and kiss you. In Cowgirl he completely falls apart, he throws his head back and lets out the loudest ass moans, he loves keeping his hands on your hips while you ride him till he cant take anymore.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) Randy can be in the middle. He usually stays on the goofy side though unless he's really into like he is when you ride him. He keeps a smile on both yours and his face and will make you giggle while he relishes in the feeling of you clenching around him.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) Randy has kinda stubble like pubes. They match his hair but he likes to keep it shaved decently short down there to keep from you choking on it when you go down on him.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) Randy is an excited wreck. He gets so excited at just the thought you wanna have sex with him. He tends to be kinda handsy at first because he doesn't really know how to start things. So it's safe to say you'll kinda be in charge.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) He jerks off alot. As mentioned earlier he loves to wrap your panties around him and cum in them. He gets off at the thought of you finding them one day in his room.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) Randy is kinda vanilla, though as mention before he is eager to learn. If there's something you are into he is more than willing to try it out with you.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do) His bed and his car. Randy loves being able to take his time with you and lay you out on his bed and enjoy the moment. In his car he likes the riskiness of it and the sexiness of having you climb into his lap and ride him in the car.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) The thought of you actually liking him. We all know Randy is a nerd, there's not really a whole lot of girls running up to him wanting to date him let alone fuck him. That's why he loves it when you make people know he's yours in public, it turns him on so much to know you aren't embarrassed to kiss him in front of everyone.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) Share you with someone. Randy already gets alot of shit and teasing from Stu when it comes to you. The thought of sharing you with someone like Stu and you liking him better is just to much for him.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) Randy prefers receiving, Considering you were most likely his first, he damn near past out when you sucked him off for the first time. He can't get enough of the feeling of your lips wrapped around him. As for giving if you teach him he will actually start to get pretty good, he relies alot on his fingers while he eats you out though.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) In the middle, Randy isn't to fat but he isn't to slow. He likes to cherish the moment with you but also keep it fun.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) Randy is 100% down for a quickie. Randy has this secret thrill of maybe getting caught, so he will ask you to suck hm off in the bathroom at one of Stu's parties or to let him finger you in the janitors closet at college.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) Like I said before Randy has the thrill of getting caught so he for sure likes the risk. He is also down to experiment with you, he has a particular interest in you edging him one day.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) Randy is a one round kinds guy, now this doesn't mean he's bad, it means that he truly gives you all his energy in one round. He does everything he can to please you as much as possible.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) Randy actually kinda likes toys, he likes to keep it simple though. He is down to let you use a vibrator on him and a cock ring. He also likes the idea of fucking you while he uses a vibrator on your clit and maybe letting you peg him one day.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) Randy only teases a little bit, He likes to get you wound up just a little bit to let you know he's in the mood. He secretly hopes you'll get mad at him for his teasing and take him upstairs and rail him.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) He's VERY loud. If you guys ae trying to be sneaky, you're gonna have to cover his mouth. If you have sex in his dorm at college you FOR SURE are gonna get noise complaints.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) Randy likes to try stuff he's seen in movies with you. God forbid you let this boy watch 50 shades of gray or something, he's not ready for all that.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) Randy is about 6 inches, he has a slight curve upwards and he's on the thinner side. Though don't let that fool you, he knows how to use it.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) Surprisingly high, Randy loves fucking you and you fucking him. Once he gets that first taste he can't get enough, he wants you all the time.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) Decently quick, He gets you cleaned up and gives you plenty of kisses and cuddles before he lays down on your chest and falls asleep. Yes, Randy lays on your chest. He's Baby.

[misskingshit]

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘺 summary: Popular girls don't hang out with nerds right?... right?! Note: My poor baby deserved better :’( xoxo

not my gif, credits to de owner

"Hey Randy" you greet him arriving where he was sitting with his friends.

You can hear under his breath 'what the fuck' from Stu

"Hello Y/N!" Randy answers the confused but excited "what brings you here?".

"She'll ask you for the homework dude, it's the only thing a girl as beautiful as Y/N would approach you for."

Other than that it was true that you needed your homework done, Stu had no idea.

You weren't going to allow him to treat him so badly, besides you didn't like Stu, closing his mouth wouldn't hurt anyone.

"Actually, I just wanted to spend time with him, he left my house super early last night and he still owes me a couple of things" you winked mischievously at a red-faced Randy with embarrassment.

The truth is, you weren't even lying.

You and Randy have been fooling around and fucking since he did all your chores for you, he always told you that you didn't have to sleep with him, but you wanted him. He was an incredibly hot nerd, his innocence when it came to touching you and looking at you, his constant blushes, made you feel hot, powerful "come on baby boy" you take him by the hand and pull him with you.

Your sure footsteps were followed by the unsteady footsteps of your lover. You found the door to the small janitor's room, so small that only your two bodies and a few more centimeters could fit.

"Well, what do you..." you didn't let him finish speaking because you had already thrown yourself onto his lips.

"Today I don't need anything, only you" the kisses were never slow, rather wild and needy. "I need you Randy, won't you be a good boy?" you asked between kisses "so many guys here would like to be with me, but I can't help it, I only want you baby, only you can make me cum just by touching me for two seconds...with those hands" God, you loved his hands, his rings and that watch.

"I'll be here when you need me," he said, and your heart melted, but now you were hot and you just wanted him to break you in two.

"I really want you to fuck me" you said "here, now... maybe also while you're working".

"God, I can't believe someone like you is doing that with someone like me" he gasps from desperate kisses.

"What do you mean? Randy, you are beautiful, sweet, intelligent and too hot" you smiled at him.

The kisses were incredibly desperate, their hands touching absolutely everything they could of the other "Do you want me" he asks. "Yes Randy, please, please do something".

"mhm yeah, I'll do something" he pulls up your skirt while you unbuttoned his pants. "I don't have a c…" you didn't let me finish the sentence, you took care of yourself anyway.

"Just put it in me Randy, fuck a baby in me" his cheeks started to turn red "aw, how cute, you would love that right?" He nods as he begins to enter you making you moan so loud that Randy had to cover your mouth "oh my god, harder please."

He rammed you against the wall while you did your best not to yell "cum on my baby please Randy make me yours" you kissed him hard. "Yeah, you're mine, okay? I'm going to fuck my baby in you so the whole world can see who you are" and just hearing the nerd talking to you like that, you came really hard. He didn't stay behind, he filled you completely.

"God I love you" he whispered to you. "I know baby" you smiled at him.

[frsnkxie]

Can we get more smut visuals for randy and/or Sidney??

SCREAM 1996 SMUT VISUALS: randy meeks

warnings: nsfw, light bondage, rough sex

riding randy after the halloween party

helping randy calm down in the bathroom

tummy bulge with bde randy

taking it from the back

please baby he just wants to make you feel good

overstimming randy after a long hard day

fingering w randy

he loves watching them bounce

randy bending you over after a long day

oh shit he found the handcuffs

you just know randy eats it gooood

[joviewinchester]

Pairing: Randy Meeks x Reader, Implied Stu Macher x Reader

Category: Smut

Warnings: smut ⚠️, AU where Tatum is still alive

This is my first time writing anything like this. Please give constructive criticism if you feel there’s some tips you can give me. Just please don’t bully me. Haha.

“Fuck, I love you so much. You’re so pretty.” Randy mumbled into your skin.

“I love you too.” You managed to mumble. His mouth moved from your jaw to your neck.

He sucked bruises into your skin greedily and his hands slid over your chest. You let out a slight involuntary whimper at the feeling.

“Is it okay if I take this off, baby?” He asked, hands already snaking around to unclasp your bra.

“Yeah. Yeah.” You said in a daze. He threw it to the floor where your shirt and pants already laid.

“You’re such a dream, sweetheart.” He gave a longing kiss to your lips before kissing down your chest. His mouth latched on to one of your boobs while his hands massaged the other.

“Randy. Please, don’t stop.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it, baby.”

He kissed you again, swallowing every whimper that came from your mouth. His hands travelled down to your underwear and moved them to the side. He slipped a finger in you, and your hips bucked into his hand.

“You’re so wet and needy for me baby. You like that?” Your hips slammed upward again, and you groaned so loud that you’re sure the dorms next door could hear.

“I need words baby.”

“I need you. I need you inside of me right now, please.”

“Yeah, okay. Are you sure?” That snapped you out of the daze again.

“Of course I am. Are you…are you not sure?”

“Yes! I mean no! You of all people know I have wanted this since freshman year of high school. I just wanted to make sure that you want this. I need to know that you’re ready and aren’t going to regret it tomorrow.”

You placed your hand on his face and looked into his eyes. “You’re joking right? I love you, Randy. More than I’ve ever loved anyone.”

“More than-“ Your eyes shifted as you cut him off.

“Yes. Yes! A million times more than him. I promise. You’re everything to me.” 

He kissed you, hard, before slowly sliding into you. Your head fell back down on the pillow, eyes closed. His lips went back to their assault on your neck and he started moving painstakingly slow, but deep.

“Randy, please. Move faster.” He chuckled against your skin, but listened to your request.

“Oh fuck.” He felt you clenching around him.

“Cum for me, baby.” He muttered. Almost immediately after you reached your high, his followed.

He rolled off top of you to lie next to you. You rolled to your stomach to look at the clock. “Shit.” You muttered in annoyance.

“You’re late to hang out with Sid, aren’t you?”

“Yeah. I gotta go.” You forced yourself off of the couch and got changed as quickly as possible.

“I’m taking this.” You grabbed his discarded shirt from the ground and put it on.

“Come on! You can’t do that to me!” He whined.

“Sorry. Not sorry.” You pressed a quick kiss to his lips.

“I’ll see you tonight.” You walked out the door only to run into Tatum.

“Y/N? What are you…” She peered past you just in time to see Randy zipping up his pants.

“Holy shit. Holy shit! I fucking knew it! Sid said I was delusional but I fucking knew it! Randy, she’s way out of your league.” You nudged her arm.

“Trust me, I know. She’s out of everyone’s league.” He smiled. A blush covered your cheeks.

“I have to go meet Sid. I’ll see you guys later.” You rushed out the door to avoid further embarrassment.

[mrsaltieri-real]

Good Boy, Meeks (Mickey Altieri X Randy Meeks)

Words: 2.8k

Warning/s: language, smut, slight dom/sub dynamic, handjobs, blowjob, teasing, cum eating, cum play, filming/sex tape, hair pulling, Randy’s a nervous wreck, Mickey’s a teasing ass, implied stalking, frenemies to fuck buddies.

A/N: SO this is my first fic that is two canon characters. No reader insert, no OC. Just Mickey and Randy. The Film Bro’s™️. This was ridiculously fun to write, I’m definitely going to do stuff like this more often. I love them so much. Thank you @bisexual-horror-fan for beta reading and editing! You’re such a massive help dude!

I hope you guys enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it!

Mickey had always found Randy sweet.

In a lot of ways, they were the same. Film geeks with an unfiltered passion for cinema and the art surrounding it, constantly looking for a deeper meaning, both there and in real life. Then again, they were more different than similar.

Randy was a small town boy still reeling from the series of murders that rocked him a year back. He never showed it, but he lived in a constant state of unease, glancing over his shoulder and never letting anybody but Sidney in. Even then, he couldn’t talk to her about this stuff. She was healing, getting better. He was happy for her, but when she began dating Derek, he realized that he truly was all alone.

Mickey, on the other hand, was from the city. Eager, outgoing, confident. He wasn’t scared about people finding him arrogant or full of himself, he lived his life with no regrets. He was being bankrolled through college by Billy Loomis’ mother to help her finish the job he and Stu Macher couldn’t. Mickey was violent, in more ways than the obvious. His ambition made him all the more magnetic, especially to Randy.

They had a fun frenemy vibe going for a while, though they both knew it was more affectionate than anything. Mickey liked Randy, he thought he was simply adorable. Randy liked Mickey, he enjoyed arguing with him even though most of the time he knew he was just saying opposing views on cinema to get a rise out of him, like when he’d sat in front of him and blatantly said that Superman 2 was better than Superman 1. Randy could see the amusement in his eyes as he argued back, but decided to roll with it.

Anything to stretch out the conversation.

Randy wasn’t gay. He knew he wasn’t gay, he’d been in love with Sidney since before he even knew what love was. But sometimes, just sometimes, he’d glance over at Mickey in class or in the cafeteria, watch his head tip back as he laughed, the dimples in his cheeks. His eyes would drift to his strong, muscular arms, watch his huge hands run through his hair or drum against his thigh, and it was almost impossible to look away.

But no, he wasn’t gay, he wasn’t bi, he was straight. Right?

“Randy!” Fingers snapped in front of Randy’s face, and he blinked, shaking his head before his blue eyes tentatively met light brown. “You okay, man?”

“Fine, why?” Randy cleared his throat, adjusting himself in his seat and looking down at his paper. He and Mickey had been paired for a project on cinematography in horror, and it bugged Randy that the moment their names were spoken out one after the other by their professor, he’d felt his heart flutter a little.

“Well, I was talking to you and you were just… Staring at me.” Mickey’s tone was light, almost playful. He didn’t look away from Randy, his grin spreading wider as he saw the rush of colour flood to the boy's cheeks. How cute is that?

“Fuck off, Mickey, no I wasn’t.” Randy scoffed, shaking his head. “Stop fucking around, what were you saying?”

“C’mon, Meeks! Tell me what you were thinking about.” Mickey leaned forward in his own seat, his hand reaching out and playfully pushing Randy’s shoulder. Randy swatted at his hand, only making Mickey chuckle and hold his hands up in surrender. “Okay, okay!” He shook his head, still smiling as he grabbed his camera from his desk, flipping the small flap open and holding it up. “Don’t wanna tell me? Tell the camera.”

“Mickey, I swear to God, fuck off.” Randy held up his hand, turning his head to the side and burying his face into his shoulder. “You’re such an ass, dude.”

“Aw, I know.” Mickey didn’t drop the camera. His eyes were fixed on Randy through the tiny screen, his head tilting just slightly to the side. His smile had changed into a somewhat affectionate half smile, watching as Randy peeked up at him. “What?”

“You like me, don’t you?”

The question took him by such surprise, Randy let out a laugh that was a little too loud, a roll of his eyes that was a little too dramatic and stood to his feet, pushing the chair back a little too hard. Mickey watched the ordeal with an amused expression and a cocked brow, the camera still focused on Randy, “I think you’re a dick.”

“And I think that you think I’m blind and stupid.” Mickey retorted, finally looking up from the small screen, his eyes settling and Randy’s awkward stance. “It’s okay, I won’t tell anyone. I wouldn’t do that.”

Randy looked away, as he says, “I don’t like you. Not like that.”

Mickey presses, “Like what?”

“Like- Oh, shut up.” Randy muttered, beginning to walk toward Mickey’s bathroom.

Before he could get past him, Mickey’s large hand that Randy had so often admired shot out, wrapping around his forearm easily and holding him next to him.

“Don’t make it weird, Meeks. We can fuck if that’s what you want.”

Mickey said it so matter-of-factly it took Randy a little by surprise, his eyes shooting to Mickey, who still gripped the camera in his other hand, the band around his wrist and his arm resting beside him.

“But you’re not…” Randy’s voice trailed off and Mickey let out another laugh.

There is that infuriatingly dazzling smile as he asked, “I’m not what? Gay?”

Randy stumbles over his words as he responds, “I mean… Yeah. I’ve seen you with girls and stuff.”

“Yeah, so? What, you're a film major and think people can’t branch out a little?”

Randy frowned, this isn’t as simple as making a movie in a different genre, at least not to Randy. His eyes darting from Mickey’s hand wrapped around his arm and to his face. He couldn’t deny, when Mickey touched him, he felt an uncomfortably strong wave of arousal flow through his body and stab him straight in the stomach.

Fuck, he hated that Mickey made him feel this way. Fucking Mickey Altieri of all people. It was no surprise really, though. Randy had seen first hand, he could pretty much fuck anybody he wanted. He was outrageously attractive, magnetic and just downright charming. He couldn’t deny he was attracted to him, and had been for a pathetic amount of time. And now, here he was, telling him he wanted him.

Randy didn’t move, caught in a hesitating limbo, so Mickey helped him, tugging on his arm and pulling him in front of him.

He had no idea what he was doing. He’d thought about this, this moment more times than he cared to admit whilst he was fisting his cock in the shower, thinking of Mickey. His hands, his arms, his smile, his cock, and more often than not, his lips. He was always filled with guilt after, wondering how Mickey would feel if he knew that Randy touched himself to thoughts of him on his knees with Mickey in his mouth.

This was fucking unbearable.

Mickey’s brown eyes were fixed on Randy’s torn expression, watching the vast array of emotions pass over his face. Suddenly, it wasn’t so amusing.

“Nod if you want me.” Mickey said, his voice unnaturally soft and tender.

Randy’s final thought was simple.

Fuck it.

He nodded his head, eyes, watching as Mickey released his arm and gently palmed over himself. Randy hadn’t noticed before that he was already half hard. Did he know? This entire time that Randy wanted him this much? Did he want it as long as he did, too?

Mickey didn’t speak, but he stood to his feet, placing the still rolling camera down on his desk, the lenses facing them, a light smile on his lips as he leaned forward, his hand moving from his own aching bulge in favour of Randy’s. The two of them were wearing sweatpants, and Mickey smiled in satisfaction at how fucking hard Randy was for him. He could feel his heat, feel the throbbing before he even made contact.

Mickey’s other hand cradled Randy’s flushed cheek, finding it sweet how panicked Randy looked, as if he was afraid this was all some big joke to his expense. But this wasn’t, Mickey wanted Randy, had done since the first day the little geek challenged him in film class.

Randy found that focusing on the beauty spot just beside Mickey’s eyes calmed him down slightly, humanizing the other boy a little more.

Mickey wasn’t going to kiss Randy first, however. He felt like that was something Randy had to do, and it didn’t take him anywhere near as long as he expected.

The minute Mickey’s head ghosted over him, Randy bit the bullet, closing the space and pressing his lips against Mickey’s with a passion that took Mickey by surprise. Randy let out a shaking moan into his mouth, pushing himself greedily against Mickey’s hand in desperate need for friction, to which the other boy eagerly obliged, his hand moving to frail his fingers down Randy’s happy trail and slipping smoothly into Randy’s sweats and boxers, eagerly kissing him back as he did. Mickey tasted like mint, his lips were unbearably soft and something about them seemed like home, the rough feeling of Mickey’s stubble scratched against Randy’s face, so satisfying and just how he dreamed it would.

The moment Randy felt Mickey’s well worked hand wrap around his cock, he was worried he was going to cum then and there. His hips thrust a little as he gasped into Mickey’s mouth, feeling him smile against him as he did. Randy’s hands were fast and eager, but he was stopped sharply by Mickey, who pulled back, shaking his head.

“Oh, God I- I’m sorry, fuck, I-“

Randy began rambling, his face flushing a deep red. Mickey simply rolled his eyes, bending down to pull Randy’s sweats and boxers down before pulling his own shirt over his head, tossing it to the side. “Shut up, I thought it would be easier this way, no?”

This was the first time Randy had seen Mickey shirtless. He momentarily marvelled at the hairs on his chest, his toned stomach, and swallowed thickly.

Before Randy could reply, Mickey kissed him, deeper and with more vigour than last time. Randy’s leaking cock pressed between both of their stomachs. Mickey’s hands gripped Randy’s hips, pulling him even closer to him and forcing him to grind against him before he pressed him firmly up against the wall, his lips beginning to drift from Randy’s lips, to his jaw, to his throat.

“F-fuck.” Randy’s moan was unsteady, his hands unconsciously moving to knot in his thick dark hair, his hips beginning to grind against him by themselves. The friction felt incredible, but what felt even better was Mickey’s hand beginning to slowly pump Randy’s cock as he kissed his neck, the sensation making goosebumps rise on his skin.

Mickey used Randy’s pre-cum as lube as he allowed the boy to messily thrust against his hand, his simpering whimpers and moans fucking music to his ears.

“You have no idea how many times I’ve thought of you like this, Meeks.” Mickey breathed into Randy’s ear, twisting his hand expertly and relishing in the gentle whines flooding out from Randy’s lips. “A leaking fucking mess just for me.”

“Just for you.” Randy echoed Mickey’s words, his hands gripping his hair even tighter as his pace began to steadily increase.

The feeling of his rough hand gliding up and down his shaft, his messy cock aching and throbbing, it was nothing like he’d had before. His first and only time with Karen Kolcheck back in Woodsboro seemed pretty much laughable compared to how Mickey was making him feel right now with just his hand. Randy knew he was close, his balls were aching, and he could feel himself ready to unload all over Mickey’s stomach, but he didn’t want to. He knew that once he did, it would be over.

Fuck, he didn’t want this to be over.

“You gonna cum for me, Randy?” Mickey asked. Randy let out a soft whine, flinching in effort to avoid doing just that.

“N-no.” He groaned out, the grip on Mickey’s hair tightening.

Mickey let out a breathy laugh, his hand slowing to a gentle pump. “Why not?” He asked.

Randy didn’t answer, his head falling forward, so his forehead pressed against Mickey’s shoulder.

Mickey wasn’t having that. He pulled his hand away from Randy’s sloppy cock, knocking his arms out of the way so he could pull Randy’s head back before gripping his chin between his long fingers.

“Why not?” He asked again, his tone a little harder.

“Because I don’t want it to be done.” Randy blurted out. He felt Mickey cock twitch against his from the confines of his sweats and briefs and felt an overwhelming desire to touch him too. Mickey looked at the hungry expression on Randy’s face and smiled affectionately, releasing Randy’s jaw and sliding his hand into his hair.

“Okay, on your knees then.”

Before the words were completely out of Mickey’s mouth, Randy was on his knees, pulling down Mickey’s remaining clothes.

Randy had only seen his own dick and dicks in porn. No pornstar cock would ever compare to Mickey’s. The only word that came to mind was mouthwatering.

After Mickey spent a little time talking Randy through it, Randy took him greedily into his mouth, moaning at how delicious he tasted, his eyes fluttering closed.

“Fuckkkkk.” Mickey groaned, his head tipping back and one hand still resting on the top of his head. He glanced at the camera, picking it up and focusing it down on the adorable sight before him; Randy greedily sucking his cock as if his life fucking depended on it. Randy made a sound of disapproval at the sight of the camera, but Mickey shook his head. “Thought you might want to watch this back when you fuck yourself thinking about me.”

A brief thought of how the fuck does he know I do that? Crossed his mind for the briefest of moments before he forgot all about it, focusing on the feeling of Mickey’s thick, heavy cock in his mouth. He bobbed his head obediently, feeling Mickey begin to thrust harder, pushing his way down Randy’s throat.

“Yeah, good boy. Look up into the camera with my cock in your mouth, Meeks.” Mickey instructed, voice heavy and dripping with arousal. Randy did just that, feeling Mickey begin to twitch in his mouth as soon as he did. “Mm. You wanna get off?” He asked, smiling at Randy’s muffled yes. “Go on.”

Randy quickly took his own sensitive cock into his hand, realizing quickly his pre-cum had dropped onto Mickey’s hardwood floor. Mickey angled the camera, zooming in on the sight and watching it intently, his hips snapping against Randy’s face urgently.

“Fuck, I’m close.” Mickey grunted, halting his movement. Randy’s nose pressed against Mickey’s skin for a moment, beginning to splutter slightly as Mickey began to release hot ribbons of white down his throat, before pulling back to fill up Randy’s mouth.

The delicious taste, along with Mickey’s gorgeous expression, his head back and his chest heaving as he came, sent Randy into a convulsing mess, cumming all over his own hand, stomach and the ground beneath him. Mickey pulled out of his mouth quickly, relishing in the sound of Randy’s gasping moans as he finished.

It was silent between them for a moment, Randy trembling on his knees, not looking Mickey in the eyes. Mickey still had the camera rolling, looking fondly into the small window of it, before he glanced down at Randy pointedly.

“You made a mess, Meeks.”

Randy let out a sigh, relieved at the broken silence, before he asked, “What?”

Mickey nodded down beneath him at the cum staining the floor. Randy blushed, moving to shakily to stand up, only to be stopped by Mickey’s large, grounding hand.

“Clean it up.”

“I- I was going to. Was gonna get some paper towels and-“

“No, Randy.” Mickey cut him off, the cheeky smile back on his face as he knelt down in front of him. Mickey’s finger dipped into the impressive pool of white, before he raised it to his own mouth and licked it. Randy watched intently, his once softened cock twitching at the sight. Fuck.

“On your hands and knees-“ Mickey stopped, moving the camera and angling it down at the mess. “And clean. It. Up.”

Randy stared at Mickey for a moment, before nodding his head, and doing exactly what he was told.

He got on his hands and knees, dipping his head down, and began to lap up his own cum from the hardwood floor. Mickey watched through the camera, teeth sinking into his bottom lip at the sight.

“Good boy, Meeks.”

[final-girl96]

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[kining-the-evil]

Randy with a breeding kink?

And then a pregnancy kink

[heeheehoohoo8]

Randy begging for some attention idk I’m bored

[stuslover]

abecedário nsfw – randy meeks

pairing: randy meeks x fem!reader

avisos: merda comum de nsfw, nada radical. um pouco de mommy kink e menção honrosa a randy pirocudo porquê você não pode me negar isso.

word count: 2788

revisado

A = Aftercare ( como é depois do sexo )

muito babão e romântico </3 randy é do tipo que pega tudo que você quiser; água, doces, remédio, lenços... limpa você e faz cafuné no seu cabelo. muito prestativo e protetor, ele odiaria ir dormir logo após o ato, precisa tomar uma ducha pra tirar o suor e quaisquer outros fluidos corporais que vocês compartilharam, e ele também vai esperar que você tome um banho depois se não nada de beijos e abraços antes de dormir.

faz cafuné e reafirma como te ama e como o sexo que vocês fizeram foi gostoso. sussurra coisas no seu ouvido como "foi tão gostoso, meu amor. te fudi bem hoje? " ou então "você me pegou tão bem dessa vez querida, eu ti comi tão gostoso, ah. "

B = Body part ( parte favorita do corpo em si mesmo e em seu parceiro )

nele mesmo, acho que randy não gostaria muito de nada. inseguro como o inferno, não poderia escolher porquê acha que nenhuma parte seria boa o suficiente pra você mas se fosse pra decidir qual ele menos odeia seria seus lábios porquê ele sussurra elogios no seu ouvido, deixa chupões na sua pele, beija você, te chupa...

e em você, ele amaria tudo mas especialmente seu pescoço. não é o tipo que enforca por vontade própria, tá mais pro cara que vai beijar e gemer na curva do seu pescoço quando tiver cheio de tesão ou quando já estiverem transando. ele amaria a sensação do suor escorrendo na pele do seu pescoço enquanto ele lambe o líquido salgado da sua pele.

C = Cum ( qualquer coisa haver com porra )

o aspecto seria um pouco mais líquido do que esperado, mas a cor bem densa como branco leite ou até meio perolado, só que sem os brilhos obviamente. gosto mais salgado quando ele não estiver cuidando tanto de sua alimentação mas a fruta favorita desse garoto seria abacaxi, bem docinho na maioria das vezes.

ele gostaria de gozar na sua boca, todas as vezes. seria um pouco trabalhoso tirar pra fora, tirar o preservativo e mudar toda a posição só pra ele descarregar na sua garganta a cada rodada mas é, faça um esforço pra agradar esse menino, ele também faria tudo por você!! mas se você não gosta de engolir então ele só vai terminar dentro do preservativo mesmo e aceitar isso.

D = Dirty secret (seus pequenos segredos sujos )

quedinha desgraçada por mommy kink!!!! nunca admitiria isso mas ele estaria implorando por dentro pra você cavalgar nele e mandar ele te chamar de mamãe, seria um sub total pela sua mommy e faria de tudo pra ganhar elogios, ser chamado de "garotinho da mamãe. " ou ouvir um "bom menino, randy!  ". sim, ele quer ser elogiado então nunca seria um brat, desobediências só trazem punições e ele quer ser 100℅ submisso a você como um capacho que você pode pisar e limpar os sapatos sujos de terra. randy comandado por buceta sim!

e também, cucking. randy nunca falaria sobre isso porque, ao mesmo tempo que ele acha atraente, ele também teria um ciúme desgraçado sobre isso. quer dizer, ele toparia assistir você transando com billy ou stu, tem algo em ver você foder com outro que o deixa super quente mas ele sabe como seria provocado inferno a fora pelo loomis ou macher quando proposto e durante a sessão, nenhum deles recusaria.

E = Experience ( quanto de experiência tem? )

não tanto quanto gostaria. tudo que ele aprendeu seria com você, provavelmente só saberia bater punheta pra ele mesmo antes de vocês começarem a dormir juntos, randy seria a definição de virjola.

F = Favorite position ( auto explicativo )

MISSIONÁRIO! ele ficaria todo derretidinho encima de você, empurrando e puxando, segurando suas coxas e querendo estar o mais perto possível do seu corpo, quase tentando desafiar a física e mostrar que dois corpos podem sim ocupar o mesmo espaço. randy deitaria a cabeça no seu ombro e beijaria seu pescoço, gemeria no seu ouvido e deixaria chupões em qualquer pedaço de pele fina e sensível que ele encontrasse.

e também, se fosse pra escolher outra, seria de ladinho, da pra pegar em tudo. ele faria questão de tocar em cada pedaço que você estiver disposta a oferecer a ele, na primeira vez que tentassem essa posição ele seria um pouco tímido e manteria as mãos só nas suas coxas ou cintura, depois se arriscaria a beliscar seus mamilos e massagear seu peito e quando estivesse confiante sobre suas habilidades iria tocar seu clitóris tão devagar quanto ele está metendo em você arg. e como diz aquele ditado, "só come de ladinho quem tem volume, se não passa vergonha" pois bem... mas deixa essa pra mais tarde.

G = Goofy ( quão pateta pode ser, basicamente )

não tão bobo, quando ele ativa o modo sexo vai ser romântico e cuidadoso. faz piadas se for sexo de reconciliação ou pra fazer você se sentir melhor depois de um dia difícil e esse tipo de coisa, faria piadas sobre os filmes que vocês estivessem assistindo antes das coisas esquentarem ou os barulhos engraçados que soam durante o ato.

H = Hair ( quanto de cabelo tem? o tapete combina com as cortinas? esse tipo de coisa )

muito mais do que eu gostaria de admitir aqui, seria cheio e encaracolado, castanho escuro. porém também seriam finos o suficiente pra não incomodar se você estivesse chupando. randy não iria aparar com frequência, deixaria umas duas semanas antes de começar a se preocupar com o tamanho e mais alguns dias pra tomar coragem e cortar. nunca deixa careca, só deixa bem baixinho.

I = Intimacy ( aspecto romântico )

já disse que ele seria romântico! ele gosta do clima sensual e protetor, até um pouco possessivo se o relacionamento for de longa data. ele constrói toda uma atmosfera de intimidade e conexão, seria um deus na hora de transformar o clima em algo íntimo e passar segurança a você. você transaria com um cara que conta suas intimidades aos amigos? pois bem, ele iria garantir que isso nunca aconteceria no relacionamento de vocês.

J = Jack off ( headcanon de masturbação )

bate punheta o tempo todo meu deus, punheteiro demais! ele faria uma ou duas vezes por dia. na maioria das vezes quando acaba de acordar, pensando em você e em como ele quer foder seu corpinho e também antes de dormir, só pra relaxar e cair no sono. constantemente sacaria seu brinquedo pra fora, principalmente se não tiver ninguém em casa.

um headcanon que eu tenho é que ele guardaria algumas peças íntimas suas, principalmente calcinhas usadas, e se masturbaria com ela enrolada em seu pau. ele também iria cheirar enquanto se toca, seria o cúmulo da tentação pra ele. provavelmente abriria sua gaveta de roupas intimas enquanto você não estiver no quarto e daria uma olhada pra tentar se lembrar se ele já a viu usando aquela peça ou não. você também daria falta de várias calcinhas que você usou e depois colocou no cesto de roupa suja, ele iria se esgueirar até sua lavanderia e as roubaria sem sombra de dúvidas. sei lá, só acho que ele faria.

K = Kink ( um ou mais de seus kinks/fetiches )

já falei sobre o mommy kink do menino mas esse seria da listinha de secretos junto com cucking, os que ele iria expor pra você seriam: praise kink, jogo de poder, exibicionismo e uma tesão inexplicável por lingeries brancas.

agora, aprofundando, deus ele seria um cachorrinho pidão quando se trata dos elogios, ele quer elogiar e ser elogiado porquê o menino tem baixa autoestima, lembre de dizer a randy como ele está fazendo você se sentir bem e segura. ele também te elogiaria, principalmente quando você estivesse fazendo algo por ele, como um boquete, porque ele quer mostrar como você está o fazendo se sentir bem e espera que você faça o mesmo; "oh, amor, você tá me chupando tão gostoso, céus! não pare, por favor. " ele também é apaixonado por receber ordens, literalmente um pau mandado louquinho pra se engasgar em buceta. mas ele não te daria ordens, não tem coragem. exibicionismo... é, eu só consigo ver randy como o tipo de pessoa que gosta de transar em público mas nunca iria muito além com isso além de foder em alguma cabine de banheiros de locais semi públicos e com você debruçada na janela do quarto. e as lingeries eu já disse que é inexplicável, só é um acessório que o deixa de pau duro.

L = Location ( lugares favoritos pra fazer )

já disse que ele é fã de exibicionismo, não se importa se algumas pessoas escutarem como ele enterra o pau dele tão bem dentro de você... não o vejo sendo exigente sobre os locais, ele só não quer que nenhum dos seus amigos escutem e muito menos seus pais. tirando isso ele aceita em qualquer lugar.

M = Motivation ( o que lhes dá tesão, e tals )

não é o tipo que se excita com pequenos detalhes, – a não ser você usando lingeries brancas. – vai sentir tesão vendo você se esforçando pra chamar sua atenção como vestindo algo curto e se curvando na sua frente. ou com você dizendo putaria no ouvido dele, depois mordendo o lóbulo de sua orelha e puxando. vai ficar excitado pra cacete se você se esfregar no pau dele guardado em suas calças e pedir pra ele te foder do jeitinho que só ele sabe. ai! gozaria dentro da cueca na mesma hora.

N = No ( algo que não faria de forma alguma, broxante )

não pra tapas, enforcar, cordas e/ou algemas, rough sex, coisas que beiram o hardcore ou roleplay. coisas perigosas ou nojentas no geral. ele não quer machucar você mesmo sabendo que você queira, definitivamente está longe de qualquer tópico do bdsm e até julgaria um pouco o masoquismo, sadismo ou sadomasoquismo.

O = Oral ( preferência de dar ou receber, habilidades... )

ele gosta de boquetes, claro, ele não estará reclamando se você se ajoelhar em sua frente e chupar ele, mas também nunca pediria, teria que ser um atitude sua a ser tomada. randy acharia a visão de você ajoelhada a coisa mais deliciosa e tesuda desse mundo sem sombra de dúvidas mas... arg... como ele seria fã de te dar prazer!!!!

por mais que não goste de pedir por boquetes, ele estaria implorando pra você abrir suas pernas e deixar que ele te chupe. não curte muito oral convencional, que é você deitada na cama com as pernas abertas, ele até faz mas tem formas mais divertidas. como, você de pé e ele ajoelhado, com sua perna por cima de seu ombro, se esfregando em seus lábios. ele gosta de inovar! só que definitivamente prefere quando você senta na cara dele, randy colocaria a língua pra fora e deixaria você ditar o ritmo de como quer as coisas, também enfiaria sua língua lá dentro e provavelmente gemeria de prazer e reviraria os olhos com a sensação de estar tão fundo dentro do seu buraco quente e úmido, comendo você e se engasgando com saliva, sua excitação e sua porra. literalmente de engasgando e amando a sensação.

P = Pace ( rápido e rude, devagar e sensual...? ritmo, por assim dizer )

metendo devagar, firme e com mais confiança do que você pode imaginar pra um garoto tão inseguro quanto randy. não vai ser do tipo que aumenta a velocidade, ele é lento mas entra com força o suficiente pra te recompensar pela falta de ritmo. agora, quando ele descer pra te comer vai variar entre ser lento e enfiar a língua de você cheio de tesão e ir na maior velocidade que pode pra chupar seu clitóris e os pequenos lábios. preciso de um randy na minha vida.

Q = Quickie ( opinião honesta sobre rapidinhas )

odeia :( ele quer ser cuidado e principalmente cuidar de você, rapidinhas são realmente broxantes pra ele porquê o objetivo é só gozar e acabou, ele odeia a ideia de só gozar e pronto.

R = Risk ( quão arriscado isso pode acabar se tornando )

tendo em vista sua queda por exibicionismo então corre alguns riscos sim mas nada além de se exibir e exibir o amor – e a foda – de vocês.

S = Stamina ( quantas rodadas podem durar )

duas a três rodadas, mais por você do que por ele. randy iria até cinco se quisesse mas não quer te cansar ou superestimular e coisas do tipo, além disso ele sabe que poderia te machucar de tanto te foder por causa da sua força e do pau grande dele, e se odiaria se você reclamasse de muita dor. nah, ele prefere estar na zona de conforto e te ver satisfeita do que chegar até o limite dele e acabar com você por dentro.

T = Toys ( usam brinquedos? tem alguns? ect )

não o vejo tendo nenhum. não se importaria se você tivesse um ou dois pra cuidar de si mesma quando estiver sozinha mas vai achar que tem algo de errado com ele se você tiver um coleção e usar frequentemente, quando ele estiver por perto. ele é inseguro pra cacete, se você curtir os brinquedos e tiver mais de três terá que assegurar ele de que está fazendo um bom trabalho e que a qualidade do seu sexo não tem nada haver com a quantidade de brinquedos que você tem.

não seria o tipo que os incluí quando estão fodendo mas estaria super confortável com a ideia de te assistir usando um deles enquanto se masturba de longe. é o mais próximo de cucking que ele vai chegar então aceita de bom grado.

U = Unfair ( quão provocante isso pode ficar )

não provoca e também não gosta de ser provocado, ele quer carinho o tempo todo. randy não iria nem esfregar a cabecinha na sua entrada por tempo demais, ele não quer que você passe vontade.

V = Volume ( gemidos barulhentos ou grunhidos quase inaudíveis? )

pouco barulho, quase silêncio total. menos quando tá sendo mandado, quando você estiver no controle ou sentada na cara dele randy vai gemer igual uma putinha carente, a sensação dele gemendo contra sua buceta vai ser a coisa mais maravilhosa desse mundo. porém, quando ele tiver o poder – com isso quero dizer ele por cima porquê esse menino corre do poder – e estiver metendo em você vai ser bem quietinho, só querendo te ouvir. o máximo de barulho que ele vai emitir vai ser os elogios sussurrados em seus ouvidos, dizendo coisas tipo "você pega meu pau tão bem, me sinto tão bem! " e "você é tão linda, meu amor. eu quero te foder com tanto carinho, porquê você merece! "

W = Wild card ( um headcanon aleatório, cartão livre pra criatividade )

um tópico muito discutido no relacionamento de vocês seria o cockwarming, ele estaria 100℅ dentro se você gostasse, não importa aonde, aquecendo seu pau na sua garganta ou na sua bucetinha mas ai ele não aguentaria muito tempo antes de começar a empurrar desesperadamente seus quadris em direção a sua boca e foder sua garganta como um animal, ou implorar pra você deixar ele te comer. ele também não aguentaria se seu pau estivesse enterrado na sua buceta, ele iria precisar foder você depois de uns vinte minutos parado.

mas o tadinho se esforçaria se você realmente não quisesse ser fodida e só curtir a proximidade e intimidade do cockwarming. durante uma sessão de filmes e amassos ele iria invadir algum dos seus dois buracos e tentar se controlar só que não duraria muito antes dele pedir arrego.

X = X-ray ( basicamente como é o formato, tamanho, espessura e afins )

BIG DICK ENERGY??? ok, você pode até achar que é loucura mas eu já disse que ele tem um pau enorme e ele sabe que tem um pau enorme. 18 centímetros mole, 20 ou 22 quando tivesse duro, a espessura seria condizente com o tamanho. tortinho pra direita, a ponta é mais grossa que o restante, a cabecinha não é tão rosinha, quase da mesma cor que o resto. todo branquelo, da pra ver algumas veias mas não marcam não. não vai ser o pau mais bonito que você vai ver na sua vida, mas é do randy então é lindo.

Y = Yearning ( quão alto pode ser seu desejo sexual? )

bem alto mas sabe se controlar muito bem, só não dá pra esconder as ereções por causa da piroca enorme dele. sente tesão todos os dias como eu já disse mas não vai te foder todos os dias, claro, acho que te comeria umas três ou quatro vezes na semana. no começo do relacionamento provavelmente o dobro.

Z = Zzz ( quão rápido caem no sono? )

muito rapidamente. depois que garantir que você está bem, tomar um banho e dar alguns amassos ele vai apagar e dormir como um bebê. não demora mais do que meia hora pra que ele adormeça.

[roadkillremi]

Kinktober '23

Due to my schedule I can't do it everyday. But I'm going to be releasing a few.

All Fics for Kinktober will be linked below.

If it has a 🔪 it's completed, it should be linked as well

This is a NSFW event. MINORS DNI.

( Oct 1-3)Degrading, Billy Loomis 🔪

(Oct 3-6) Overstimulation, Ghostface 🔪

(Oct 6-9) Blindfold/Roleplay, Stu Macher🔪

(Oct 9-12) Consented Sexsomnia, Randy Meeks.🔪

(Oct 12-15) CNC, Billy Loomis.🔪

(Oct 15-18) Restrain/Bondage, Ghostface 🔪

(Oct 18-21) Voyeurism, Stu Macher 🔪

(Oct 21-24) dumbification, Randy Meeks🔪

(Oct 24-27) body worship/ Worship, Billy Loomis🔪

(Oct 31.) Public Sex, dry humping, etc. Randy Meeks🔪

Bonus -

Corruption, Dilf Randy 🔪

Blood kink, Ghostface!Randy X Ghostface Reader 🔪

Hate sex, Billy x the craft!Reader,🔪

[thatwriterrosefics]

Semi Public Sex with Randy Meeks x OC (link to fic on ao3)

Day 7 of Kinktober 2023

Summary: The video store has closed for the night but there's still lots of work left to do. Alice and Randy are putting away movies all that's left is the movies in the dirty section. They decide to watch a movie while working and one thing leads to another...

Word Count: 2271

[topperscumslut]

how do i put this? i want to apologize for not being more responsible while blazing but also tell the haters to fuck off lmao

honest to god i had no idea what a “read more” was until a couple minutes ago. i apologize for blazing a smut fic without a read more option for anyone that was uncomfortable seeing that. i blindly assumed since it was hashtagged it would only push out the content to people interested in that sort of thing, and that was ignorant of me and i should have done more research first. however, it is CLEARLY labeled as smut and most of my page is 18+. if you don’t like it, scroll. it won’t hurt my feelings. you don’t HAVE to read, like, or reblog it.

“why would you even blaze it in the first place” a. I’m really proud of that piece, and i know it deserves more than five fucking notes. more views = more engagement. b. i wanted to raise awareness on the issue addressed in the fic as it’s something I’ve struggled with for years that i never ever see talked about. again, if you don’t like it, scroll!

to the people pointing out the issue with not including a read more, thank you for holding me accountable so i know better next time. but for the people insulting my writing bcuz it’s inclusive to people with a sexual disability or doesn’t feature a particularly popular, traditionally “sexy” character, kindly stfu. vaginismus is a disability. your ableism isn’t welcome here and you aren’t welcome on my page.

[tonixe]

"I wanna make you my final girl."

n.o.t.e.s - Skeet Ulrich is fine as hell.

w.a.r.n - p in the v, penetration, creampies, unprotected sex, dub-con to non con, wall sex, fingering.

p.a.i.r.i.n.g - Billy Loomis x fem!reader

w.c. - 1.3k

Music was blasting through the house, holding your red solo cup filled with some mysterious alcoholic drink.

It was another senior party, and it was of course a party hosted by Stu in his parent's huge house. You got forced to go to the party by Tatum and Stu. You were surprised when Sidney was at the party.

You saw as she walked into the kitchen you were curious about what she was doing; you were barely doing anything at the party than just sipping on your drink and looking around. Walking into the kitchen, to see Sidney emptying a bag of chips into a bowl. You placed your drink onto the counter.

"I didn't know your gonna come to the party, Sid" you put your hands into your skirt pockets, she was taken by surprised by your presence into the kitchen.

"I just didn't want to miss out on the fun, you know?" she responded quietly, as she started eating some of the chips, "Mind if I join in, I don't have anything else to do" you gave her a smile.

"Sure" she passed the bowl of chips, as you grab a handful of chips.

"So, where's Tatum"

"Probably with Stu, doing something important" she shrugged, You giggled when she said the last part, "You mean there probably somewhere fucking" you laughed.

You saw her growing a little grin on her lips, "I guess so" she gave you a little smile, but she was still down.

"What got ya down Sid?" you asked her.

She didn't responded with anything, "Is it with Billy?"

She didn't with your question once again, as she just looked away fro you, "You know it okay Sid, he in the wrong after all, beside he should know it, it wasn't your fault" you said, as you hugged her from behind, "Besides it's party have fun" you gave her a reassuring smile and pat on her back.

"I-i guess so" she said, wiping a tear away from her eyelash, she a laugh a bit.

"I gonna see where's Randy at" she said.

You gave her a head shake, as you watched as she left the kitchen, left with the bowl of chips. 'Oh well', as you dug into the chips. You were now alone, as you sighed out.

You were interrupted in your train of thought, from a group of teenager coming into the kitchen, not trying to bother yourself you just left the chips and walked dusted your hands off.

You walked through the hallways of the house, trying to find the entertain of fun in the party, before getting bumped into by a very drunk Billy.

"B-billy" you stuttered out, you were disgusted by the strong smell of alcohol coming from him. "How much were you drinking tonight?"

"Enough to make me think about you~" he cooed, teasing point at your face, you saw the evident empty flask in his hands.

"God, you need to go home..now," you whispered, holding his shoulders.

"I-i just wanna go home with you, darling." he stuttered out as he caressed your cheek, "You're drunk"

"I'm pretty sober"

"Your going home come on" you tugged at his hand, before getting slammed on a wall, immediately smelling the alcohol and his cologne radaring from him.

"You know, Y/N.." he huffed, looking straight at your face, "You're so pretty, I mean pretty than Sidney in a way" He caressed your face, and you felt his hand sneaking up your skirt.

You grabbed his hand, "Stop, you have a fucking girlfriend, Billy," you hissed at him angrily; he slammed you into the wall forcefully, grabbing your chin, "You know you want it to, Y/N, come on." He forcefully peeled off your panties.

You felt his thick fingers inside of your cunt, your legs wobbling from the impact, as he thrust his finger inside you. "Your wet," he whispered into your ear, and a smuggled smile appeared on his face. You turned your head away from him. His finger fucked you, as you covered your mouth hiding your moans.

"I wanna hear you scream," he whispered into your ear as he took your hand away from your mouth, forcing his tongue into your mouth to kiss. Withdrawing from your lips, being connected by a string of saliva. You whimpered out as his fingers were still trusted inside you before getting withdrawn.

His fingers coated with your slick, as he sucked the liquid from his fingers in front of you before shoving into a hot makeout; it was wrong to enjoy this abuse, especially with your friend's boyfriend.

Your heavy breathing was loud as you tried to calm yourself down before you felt yourself getting lifted off the ground onto Billy's shoulder.

"What the hell, put me down, Billy" you yelled before you were silenced by a slap on the ass as you jolted from the slap.

You buried your face onto the pillow, grabbing it, You could of ask him to stop, but you allowed the thought of him being under the influence; you were a fucking fake, fucking your friend's own boyfriend when there going through something, you felt horrible, but you didn't want it to stop.

You were interrupted in your train of thought before getting split out by his cock, hissing from the pain. His hips collided with your ass as he thrust into you, his hips jackhammering into you.

Your moans ranged out as his cock abused your cunt, as he grabbed the back of your hair, pulling you into his chest, thrusting into you deeper, "Fuck" he groaned out into your ear, "God, your tight," he squeezes her clothed chest, before he took off your shirt, ripped your bra off.

Before he started playing with your nipples, your languid moans made Billy harder by the second. As Billy pulled you into a messy, hot kiss while he plunged himself deeper inside you, You felt yourself feeling your orgasm. His cock massaging your inner walls, "Goddamn, your fucking tight," he groaned into your ear as you clamped down on him.

He removed his arms from your body, and you fell onto the bed, your breath labored, as sweat covered your body.

Before he flipped you, hovering over your body, before he plunged inside you again, your moans were loud, his thrust jolting, as your boobs bounced from the rhythm of his hips.

His body pressed onto your own as you held him, your legs placed on his hips, his thrust getting sloppy, both of your bodies covered with sweat, your nail scratching his back, as your nails stain red. The sounds of the thrust being heard around the room, "B-billy, Im close," you moaned out, "I'm gonna fucking cum inside you" You felt a sense of pleasure washing down on you, moaning his name before clamping down onto his cock, he thrust you a few times into you before spilling himself into you, you felt him softening inside of you, as he groaned into your ear.

You and Billy of your panting were loud before he pulled out of you, as his cum dripped out of you. Billy putting back his clothing back on, zipping up his jeans.

"Where you going." you whimpered out, reaching for him, "Finishing some business," he said before kissing you on the lips, "I'll be back soon, precious." before he caressed his cheek.

"So you really did that, huh," Stu asked as Stu lit his blunt, puffing out the smoke, before turning his head to Billy.

"It was easy to get her to be submissive." Before he took a blow from his blunt.

"You make her sound more like a dream; maybe if get to enjoy her too," he said before he took a drag from his blunt; he felt a hard glare from Billy after he said that.

"After your done fucking with her."

"If you touch her, I'll fucking kill you."

"Billy, you never share~" Stu playful whined

"Anyways, your ready for the Woodsboro massacre?" Stu asked gleefully.

"Ready to finish up the daughter of the whore" Billy muttered before taking a long drag from his blunt.

[final-girl96]

Killer Geek Chapter Fifteen

Yn

I left school. I mean, I tried to stay and ignore the stares and whispers and reporters. But it was all too much. I couldn't handle it. Casey's face kept popping up in my head. The mess in the house, the broken glass, and the smoke from the burnt popcorn that still stung my nose. Steve sitting in the patio chairs with his guts spilling out of him.

I didn't go home either, not right away at least. I went to the mall and walked around. It was meant to be relaxing. I went into a couple stores, spent most of my time in the bookstore, then went to the food court to get something to eat. But the whole time I felt like I was being watched.

It got so uncomfortable that I left and went home. I was fine once I was in the comfort of my own home, windows and doors locked. I went upstairs to my room, put away my stuff, grabbed a book, and got comfortable in the window seat in my room.

I don't know how long I was sitting there, too immersed into my book. It had to be longer than I intended because the book was almost finished and Billy was home from school. He stood at my bedroom door with his usual scowl on his face. “Where did you go after you left school? I saw you turn the opposite direction.”

I sighed and put my book down, “I went to the mall and walked around for a little while.”

“So, you're too scared to go to school, but not too scared to go to the mall.”

I rolled my eyes, “I was overwhelmed at school, Billy. All the reports wanted an interview with me to ask about finding my best friend's gutted body hanging from a tree and her boyfriend tied to a patio chair with his guts spilling out of him. And if it makes you feel any better, I didn't feel safe at the mall, I felt like someone was watching and following me.”

I pushed past him and headed down the stairs. I had to take a deep breath and will myself not to cry. Billy was always an asshole, we did the typical brother sister fighting; insulting each other, annoying each other, and anything else you can think of. But as of late, he's been almost heartless.

I walked into the kitchen and pulled the fridge door open. I wasn't even hungry, but that didn't stop me from standing in front of the open door and looking inside for nothing. “I'm going to Stu's.” I closed the fridge door and looked to my right at Billy. “Whatever.” He scoffed and walked out the door, slamming it behind him. He was spending a lot more with Stu than normal. They were always whispering about something. There was more than once that I heard Billy tell Stu to “Stick to the plan.” They were up to something. When we were kids they were always getting into something.

Later in the night I was sitting on the couch watching a movie. Billy was still out and doing god knows what. It was around nine-thirty when the phone rang. “Who the hell is calling at this time?” I stood up and went to the cordless phone. “Hello?” I answered. There was silence on the other end for a few seconds before I got tired of waiting for a response. “Okay, well, I’m hanging up now.”

“Hello, yn.”

“Um…Hello. Who is this?”

“Do you like scary movies?”

I rolled my eyes, “Randy, what the hell are you doing?”

“What’re you doing?”

I sighed and sat back down on the couch. “Watching a movie. What are you doing?”

More silence followed that felt like forever. “What movie are you watching?”

“Come on, Randy, this is getting old. What’s up with your voice?”

“This isn’t Randy.”

I laughed nervously, “Okay, then who is it?” I asked. I started walking around the house, making sure the doors and windows were all locked. “You never answered my question. Do you like scary movies?”

“Um…well, I guess it depends on the movie.”

I was trying to look out the windows to see if I could see anyone or anything. “You seem to enjoy the movie you were watching.”

I froze, hand on the curtain. “What? How–how do you know…how do you know what I'm watching?”

Silence. Always the silence. The distorted voice didn't say anything for what felt like hours. “I know everything you do, yn. How was the mall?”

My heart rate picked up and I slowly walked backwards away from the window. “How's that new book of yours?” I pulled The phone away from my ear and hung up. My hands shook as I dialed Stu's house phone. I would just leave, but I was too scared to unlock the door. “Hello?”

“Stu, it's me, yn, is Billy still there?”

“Yeah, hold on. Oh, Billy, it's your sister!”

I heard a muffled answer from somewhere in the background before Stu was back on the phone. I was in the kitchen, pulling the biggest knife we have out of the knife block. “Everything alright? You sound a little shaky.”

“Uh…I just need to talk to Billy.”

“Yeah, he's right here.” There was a few seconds of shuffling, then Billy was asking what I wanted.

“There's someone outside. I got this weird call from some guy, I don't know who it was, his voice sounded weird.”

“It's probably just some asshole trying to scare you.”

I shook my head like he could see me. “No, Billy, this isn't just someone trying to scare me. This guy followed me to the mall! He knows what I bought, he knew what movie I was watching before he called me. I'm scared, Billy. You're there and I'm here, alone.”

“You're being dramatic. There isn't anyone outside our house spying on you. Now, I have to go Sidney and Tatum are here and we're getting ready to watch a movie?”

Tears welled up in my eyes. I blinked rapidly to try and prevent them from falling. “Right, because fuck me, right. Who cares if your sister gets murdered, gutted, and hung from a tree by her fucking guts! Thanks for fucking caring. Be sure to tell dad bye for me!” I hung the phone up and slammed it back onto the receiver.

I took a deep breath and slid down to the floor, hiding behind the counter, the knife gripped tightly in my hand. I would have that my own brother would come to my rescue. There was once a time all i had to do was call for my big brother and he'd be there, protecting me from whatever monsters I swore were under my bed or in my closet.

Now I call for him and he tells me I'm dramatic and he's more worried about watching a movie with his girlfriend and friends. He would rather be anywhere that's not near me or dad or our life period. He's changed drastically since mom left. The once grumpy, annoying brother is now a grumpy, annoying, asshole brother.