#steveo smut

[dangerehrenn]

I hope ur good and love your writing it's so good :)

quick question tho, how do you think the boys would react to pierced nipples on their partner????

ohhh they would go crazy

the boys finding out you have nipple piercings

in this: johnny, chris, bam

suggestive content

im gonna do this with the same scenario, and different reactions

it’s a regular day, filming new overly dangerous content with the guys, and someone has the genius idea for you to do a stunt into the water.

(like steveos stunt where he vaulted into the water from the bridge or whatever it was lol).

your boyfriend has been given the task of explaining the stunt to you, and as he’s explaining, you take your hoodie off in preparation. only to realise, shit. your shirt came off with your hoodie.

as your relationship with your boyfriend is relatively new, he had no idea you had nipple piercings…

well. he does now.

johnny:

he immediately stumbles over his words as you slowly realise you’ve just flashed your boyfriend

he clears his throat, then that signature knoxville smirk covers his face

“well. i didn’t know about those” he says cheekily, pointing at your nipple piercings that youre desperately trying to cover up

he’ll tell you to move your hands so he can get a better look

which earns him a slap on the arm for being so cheeky

“i like em baby. why cover them up?” he says, chuckling

he tries to steal a few more glances, then he’ll kiss you and carry on explaining the stunt to you

for the rest of the shoot, he seems very distracted, always lost in his thoughts

you catch his eye as he smirks to himself, and he blushes slightly before smiling again.

you know exactly what he was thinking about

chris:

oh boy

now he’s had a glimpse of them, he has to see them again

now, he’s a gentleman

so he’ll help you cover up

but he quickly ushers you away from everyone else and somewhere private

“since when?” he says, giggling

you play dumb, asking him what he’s talking about

which prompts him to pretend to grab his own boobs

“your piercings, babe” he says, smirking

he asks you the regular questions, did it hurt, is it sensitive, what happens if someone has a magnet

all that stuff

for the rest of the day, he’s distracted - staring constantly

“babe, do you think i’d suit them?”

bam:

he’s a little shit

so he steals your shirt and hoodie

“move your hands and i’ll give you your shirt back” he says, smirking

if you’re adamant you’re not gonna show him, he gives you your shirt back with a sheepish apology

he disappears for a minute, then comes back in time to see you do the stunt (take what you want from this ;) )

he drops the subject for the rest of the shoot, but you can tell he’s thinking about them

afterwards when you’re relaxing, you can tell he’s still thinking about them

so flash the man and let him be happy

“jesus christ are you tryin’ to kill me?” he smirks

or just tell him he can ask the questions he has

he’s like chris, asking the usual questions

and of course

“can i touch them?” he asks with his cheeky smile

[ethansespresso]

steveo x gn!fem!reader

as the victim of a prank, steveo asks you for some help with the repercussions.

warning: smut (obvi), harsh language, uhh drugging

"hi, i'm johnny knoxville, and this is the viagra prank,"

the pill drops into the cup of vinegar like an alka-seltzer, dissolving into nothing.

"drop another one in!" bam shouts, johnny snickers and complies.

"this is steveo, he's about to chug this cup of vinegar." johnny grins, handing the cup off to steveo who immediately begins to down the foul-tasting liquid.

he finishes, burps, and looks at johnny suspiciously. "bro, that didn't taste like normal vinegar, what the fuck."

"what do you think we did? spike the fucking shit?" johnny laughs loudly, steveo joining in, deciding to give them the benefit of the doubt, for once. however, the easiness of the stunt was still very odd.

stunts pass quickly, time passes even quicker, and steveo is growing increasingly more uncomfortable. he's hot, sticky with sweat, extremely agitated, and his entire body is covered in a bright flush. he felt so light-headed, he wobbled just standing upright.

"you okay, o?" johnny places his hand on the small of steveos back, and steveo feels his cock twitch viciously.

steveo glares, "okay, this isn't funny, what did you put in that shit?"

johnny laughs, "viagra, two."

"what the fuck!" steveo snaps, flinching away from his friend's hand searing into his skin.

"i'm going home." his cock is throbbing, and aching, his head is so fogged he has an urge to just get off then and there. giving in, he slips his hand under the waistband of his boxers, hearing muffled, distant shouts from all around.

"steve, buddy," he feels the breath of a voice right in front of him, opening his eyes there's just johnny. "go back to your room, man, come on," leading him away from the crowd.

he storms off back to his hotel, doing his best to hide his prominent erection, clearly visible through his poor khaki shorts.

"sorry, o." johnny says softly, gently touching at his arm as he leads him into the elevator.

steveo doesn't respond, his only thought is to get to you. you'll help, you'll know what he should do.

"you'll be okay, man. you know their room number, right?" johnny says as if he's reading steveos mind.

steveo nods just as the elevator doors shut, and now he's on his own to get down the hall to you.

there's a harsh knock at your door, startling you. "hold on," you shout, walking over and peeking out of the safety hole.

just steveo. red as ever, but he was probably just hot.

working in the california heat, doing those stupid stunts, he was bound to get heat stroke.

motherly instincts kick in as they always did when it came to steveo, and you immediately swing open the heavy hotel door to inspect him.

"steve," you take a sharp inhale, giving him a once over before scooping him into your arms and into the room.

he hisses at the skin-to-skin contact, quickly escaping your gentle grasp and ripping off his shirt and shorts in less time than you could even ask him what happened.

"what have you gotten into?" you stare at him, eyes trailing down to his cock that's clearly visible through his boxers. "steve-" you're not sure how to even respond to this, taken aback by the fact that your life currently feels like some strange porno.

"i'm sorry, i'm not even sure why i'm here i just-you're the only person i thought might help me instead of make fun of me. johnny said i should come, too." he admits, your brain is racing with why johnny would have sent him *here*, to you. "the guys fucking drugged me with sex pills." his hormones are all over the place, because just a second ago he was on fire, about to dip his hand in his boxers for some relief right in front of you; yet now he's on the verge of tears, standing in front of you just vulnerable and scared. "i don't know what to fucking do." he chokes, "it feels like i'm on fire and it-my dick just fucking hurts i wanna get off on everything. everywhere-i wanna fuck, i wanna be fucked." he's breathing heavy, throwing his hands around as he speaks. "what do i do?" he begs. you gently ease him to the bed, the cool sheets sending a shiver of relief to his burning body.

"let me take care of you, babe. i got you, okay?"

he only nods in response, scooting up to the head of the bed. you crawl over him, your hands tracing his tattoos and his abs in a curious manner, just to feel him and your lips unknowingly inch closer to his. he sighs heavily, labored breaths leaving his lungs and filling the empty room with a faint noise. his skin is hot, every muscle you touch contracts with sensitivity. he's so stunning like this, he's always stunning of course, but this is different. being honest with yourself, you had no idea how to help and your brain was racing with ideas. "i should get you a cool cloth," you whisper against his lips, stopping your hand movements and looking into his glossy blue eyes. his hand reaches to wrap his fingers in your hair, unexpectedly pulling you into a feverish kiss while the other goes down to palm himself. his lips are soft, his mouth has a sour taste but it's so addicting, you can't dare to pull yourself back from him."fuck, o." you breathe after pulling only inches back, watching him finally give you that lopsided grin that won you over in the first place. he's flipping you over so you can lay helplessly beneath him, your head spinning with the ideas you had that are now being thrown into the abyss of your brain. now it was only steveo, his mouth on your neck, the static in your stomach from the way he laced his fingers with yours, and the way that your body is screaming to you that this is what you've been needing, aching for. for so long you'd been craving his touch, his body on top of yours, his hands exploring you like he was looking for buried treasure. to have it now after waiting so long was impossible to believe, except there he is, biting and sucking at your neck to finally mark you as his own, claiming you. "can i touch you?" he manages to ask through his sex fogged mind. you nod desperately, eager to feel him everywhere. "i really wanna be in you," he growls, making you shiver underneath him. "please," you respond, tilting your head back so he can access more of your neck.

"fuck you're so pretty under me like this," he praises, and you can't help but notice how pornographic he looks with his pink-tinted skin glistening with sweat, his eyes lidded, his lips parted ever so slightly. something about the way he talks to you looks at you and praises you like that makes your head spin and shivers run down your body. he pulls your shirt off, focusing his eyes on your body, his pupils growing with every passing second that he stares at your body. he looks like a starved beast, ravaging for the feast he just discovered. his mouth trails down your body, sending sparks coursing through you every time his lips make contact with your skin. he removes the rest of your clothes, intentionally ignoring your clit and tracing around your hole. it causes you to twitch, and his eyes twinkle with mischievousness as he watches you jitter in reflex to his teasing. he gives in, finally slipping a single finger into you. you buck your hips towards him, trying to get him to move, to touch, to go deeper, to do anything. you felt so hot, you want nothing more than to be fucked senseless like you always got from other people. but the way steveo took his time with you, making sure you feel good and you want him made you even more eager for him. the way he treated you-always, but especially now-with such respect, such gratitude because he gets to see you like this, he's the one that's making you feel this way. when he looks up at you, his eyes are still glossy, but they've gone sparkly. his pupils were blown wide, and only a small ring of blue was visible.

"aw, you want me to touch you, baby?" he coos, slipping his finger out while you plead for him to move with your hips bucking once more.

"yes, yes please, baby." it slips from your mouth before you can stop it-not that you were even thinking about what you said-your body is begging for him, and he's back slipping two fingers in and rubbing them gently across your spot with crinkles by his eyes, massaging you from the inside out.

"oh my god." you gasp, the feeling of him in you overwhelming in such an incredible way. his fingers work you to your edge, and he's staring at you, watching like you're his prey as you come crashing, crying out his name. you glance to him once you're settling down, catching your breath, and you notice his boxers are off and his cock is steadily dripping cum down onto the bed.

he feels you staring, blushing somehow even more than he was and scratching at his neck in a shy way. "it's the pills," he says softly.

you blink, licking your lips subconsciously and mumbling to him, "pretty-that's-yeah, uhm, that's really hot." you blink yourself out of the trance, getting to your knees and letting your tongue dart out to taste him.

"oh," he breathes out, petting the hair out of your eyes sensuously. his eyes are filled with adoration, watching you as you wrap your lips carefully around the head of his cock, easing it down your throat. "that's it, princess, yea, fuck right there." he's babbling praises as you begin to bob your head, flicking your tongue against him every so often. he thumbs your cheek, your face flushed down to your neck and chest all blossoming a sweet deep pink shade. your head feels empty and your mouth feels dumb and all that's surrounding your senses is steveo. his sharp inhales with labored exhales, the ghost scent of his body wash still lurking on his thighs and the way his hands just gently caressed your hair out of your face. it was like a fairytale, something out of one of your wild sex dreams. but no, no this was real, and the only way you knew that was because steveo was pulling you off of him, bringing you up to face level and kissing you, the taste of him just as addicting as ever. deepening the kiss, he shifts you around so you're sitting on his lap, his angry red cock slightly poking at the edges of your entrance. he looks at you, questioning for consent and you happily give him the green light. he grins that goofy, infectious grin that has you smiling too while he picks up your hips and eases you onto him. "slow?" he asks, you nod your head, anticipating the feeling of being full of the man who has owned you much longer than either of you knew. he's rocking his hips in and out, jutting against every sensitive part inside of you. "please," you can feel yourself getting close again, his hand dipping down to thumb at your clit while you toss your head with a soft cry of pleasure. "that's it, good job, baby; there you go." he encourages, watching in awe as you come crashing down once more, all because of him. the sight of you and the feeling of you clenching around him has him cumming right after, panting against your lips connecting you softly. in your cloudy head, all you can hear is how much you really, really love him. and its tumbling out of your lips while your forehead rests against his. "what?" he responds, sensing your vulnerable essence and quickly saying, "you mean that? like...that?" he blinks as you nod sheepishly. "wow," he says softly, and before you can speak he scoops your face in his hands and firmly presses his lips against yours aggressive and passionate. "i love you," he breathes with a smile.

[vivaladicamillo]

Okay so I don’t know why but I’m just so fixated this idea? I can imagine a female reader, being the first and only girl in the jackass crew and also being apart of wildboyz. Her, Chris, & Steve-O are all attached at the hips obviously and maybe one day after filming for Wildboyz they all go back to the hotel and clean up, have a big smoke sess and it just leads to these two tag teaming her while there all high as hell? (Which btw I feel like it’s very much a common occurrence 🤭 especially if they’re in like a poly relationship)

STEVEO/READER/CHRIS PONTIUS IMAGINE

im literally so obsessed with this idea, know that chris and steve-o were so close anyways it always makes me giggle. sorry i didnt get to do this sooner i have had a kidney stone and have been super sick bc of it, welp enjoy!! this is also my first ever like actual written out smut so sorry if its absolute shit but i have the writing skills of a idiot so….

WARNINGS: cursing, drinking, talks of drugs and alcohol, and smut

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ok so u, steve-o and chris have always been pretty close

yall all met through the first season of jackass

u were good friends with steph so she invited u to go watch her and the guys do stupid shit

and ofc u wanted to participate

so u go onto set looking around for her

instead u see two half naked men just chillin, standing around

after some first awkward glances u meet with steph and watch everything unfold

everyone was in the middle of a type of field with a huge loop that ppl were trying to ride with skate boards and bikes and shit

it was actually super cool

after a few hours of filming in the hot sun u pretty much were beat

u walk over to ur friend to tell her u think ur gonna head out for today

but little do u know the two guys from earlier are also friends with steph

so the four of yall get to talking

and u learn that the one man whos tan, in pretty good shape and is now wearing bunny ears and a flower bra is chris pontius, and the other bald man wearing a cheetah speedo is steve-o

they both invited u to join them to get ihop after the shoot

and just like that a trio was born

the three of u were always together

either just chillin, partying, or filming

u guys were never apart

u were the only one out of the three who actually had an apartment

so the two mostly (basically) lived at ur house

after the seasons of jackass ended steve-o and chris ended up doing a spin off called “wildboyz”

obviously u were still gonna be with them

u do hella cameos in wildboyz

u do all the shit that the guys are too pussy to do

swimming with alligators, sharks, bears rlly anything

also when steveo didnt wanna jump off the bridge with wings on, u def did

so lets set the scene

after doing some filming in australia, the crew and u three decide to go out on the town in melborne

just doing some bar hopping

eventually the crew gets tired and drunk and go off back to the hotel room

not the three american idiots tho

u steveo and pontius are just having a grand ol’ time drinking, goofing around and just having fun

it seems awesome

until pontius ends up fist fighting with some random guys which leads to steveo also getting involved

that gets everyone kicked out the bar

after some mumbling and complaining from the two u bring up a solution

“hey lets just go back to my room, i brought some weed we could go smoke or something..”

it was a absolute yes

who says no to weed?

the three of u go back to ur hotel room and smoke 2 whole joints together

yall were HIGHHHHH

the three of u guys were just in a cluster on the cheap ass hotel rug, giggling and cracking jokes till way into the night

the thing is, when ur high, u tend to get a little touchy

so little touches on chris’ chest while laughing here and accidently touching steveos thigh there

totally innocent touches

things start to get a little intense tho

longer eye contact from chris, steve-o trying to make u laugh more

and just like that steve-o has u in a bear hug, ur back to his chest while chris is next to u guys

after u calm urself down from having a giggle attack

u look over at chris

“have i ever told u, u have a pretty face y/n” chris says

u kinda had to stop in ur tracks a bit, only bc ur surprised

“yea, ur right chris, i also never say how good u smell dude, its like heavenly” steveo chimes in

u start to get a little nervous

yea u thought ur two friends were super hot but u werent gonna tell THEM that

“yea its probably because i actually shower, unlike u two” u giggle trying to ease the tension

“im serious y/n, ur actually gorgeous, ive just never told u like out loud in person before” chris says

ur face starts to turn bright red

“guys wha-“

“aweee chris ur making them blush” steve-o chuckles

at this point ur beat red, and a little sweaty

ur just baffled bc u know all abt the type of ppl chris and steve-o go for, you the last person u would ever think they would even come close to saying that stuff too

“hey, lets put a proposal on the table” steveo says, snaking his hand around ur waist

“its been a hell of a night, why dont we end this shit off right, chris? y/n? u down?”

“LIKE SEX?” u blurt out in ur intoxicated state causing the two guys to burst out laughing

“yes y/n, like sex” chris says

welp who knew this was gonna happen

ur two best friends wanting to fuck u??? like what?? how did this happen

i mean u were already in steveos lap, having his hand wrap around ur waist as his head rests on ur shoulder and chris on the opposite side of u playing with ur hair, curling it in between his fingers

“fuck it” u say, turning to chris

chris leans in and starts kissing u

eh well not kissing

more like very drunkly making out

steve-o starts kissing and licking on ur neck

all this is making ur face bright red

and tbh making u hella turned on

u eventually crawl out of steveos lap straddling chris

he runs his hand up ur shirt and up the small of ur back, steveo then helps chris take off ur shirt and ur bra

steveo then starts massaging ur breasts while whispering sweet nothings into ur ear

u pull away from the two

“guys i really think we shouldnt do this on the gross ass hotel room floor, the room comes with a bed for a reason” you say

the two look at eachother then look at u and nod

chris throws u over his shoulder while steveo runs ahead and plops down on the bed

chris then puts u on the bed, leaving u in ur jean shorts from ur guys night on the town

chris then unzips ur shorts and looks up at ur for permission

u nod and he starts kissing down ur stomach, taking off ur jeans and panties as he does

chris starts to eat u out while u push ur back into steve-o

u go to tangle ur fingers into chris’ hair

steveo quickly takes ur wrists into one hand

“awee come one sweetheart ur giving him all the attention” he chuckles

u turn to him, not even able to make out a word bc of how good chris is doing

who knew that he could eat pussy like THAT

u lock lips with steveo and u both moan into the the kiss

chris pulls away from u

he gets up and crawls onto the bed with u and steveo

damn good thing u got a king bed with ur room

u turn to straddle steveo, grinding against him as u do causing u both to groan

u pull away helping steve-o get his pants off

u look over at chris and hes already intensely watching u too, dick in hand

bc thats just how he rolls

u take steve-os cock out of his boxers, lick up his shaft then get on top of him

u put his tip at ur entrance and slowly sink down onto him

u both moan at the feeling

as u start to ride him, u turn to chris once again and hes slowly stroking his dick, once u really get a look at it u realize how big he is

“hm what? u like what u see sweetheart?” chris mumbles in between moans

u nod, still riding steveo, feeling urself slowly creep towards release

steveo then pulls u off him

“i feel like this isnt fair, i shouldnt have to keep ur gorgeous body all to myself, thats just selfish.” he beckons chris over

“turn around” steve-o says

u do as he says, chris now on the bed in front of you

“whats wrong darling? u look like u want something, dont be shy” chris says caressing ur cheek to make u look him in his eyes

god u couldnt get enough of his big beautiful eyes

“yes..” u say lowly

“what was that? i cant hear u?”

“yes chris, please.” u say glancing down at his dick

while this is all happening steve-o is just groping ur ass

“ohh u wanna suck me off dont u?” he rubs his thumb across ur bottom lip “ofc u can, anything for u”

u lean down to his dick, putting it in ur hand and giving it small licks here and there

as ur ass is up in the air, right in front of steveos face, he pushes himself back into u, fucking u from behind

u start to take all of chris into ur mouth, moaning as u feel steveos hand reach for ur clit

the room was just filled with moans, groans, and the sound of skin slapping, steve-o and chris just making intense eye contact the whole time

“ah fuck y/n just like that” chris mumbles as u take his whole length down ur throat, gagging

steveos thrusts start to speed up quicker and u feel like ur going to cum and minute now

u pull off chris’ dick with a pop, jerking him off in place of ur mouth

“shit, im-“

u dont get to finish ur sentence before u feel urself cum all over steveos cock

steveos fucks u through ur high, pulls out and cums on ur back

then a few minutes later chris came onto ur face

after the three of u have calmed down from ur highs, chris gets up and grabs a towel from the bathroom to clean u guys up

well mainly u

after u three all get into bed and fall asleep, u cuddling into chris’ chest and steveo spooning u from behind

“man we should do that more often” steveo says

and u guys sure did

after that night u three all kinda agreed to be a thing, u recommend a poly relationship which they didnt know much about but were completely down for

they both are in love with u (and lowkey eachother) so it was a win for everyone involved

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ok hope yall enjoyed! as u can tell i cant take smut srsly at all ive never rlly written smut before at this detail level so i just kinda went with it, hope its not too bad. im also way to lazy atm to read over this for mistakes so ima just got with it, please keep recommending stuff for me to write! its very fun!

[jackassbrainrot]

pegging steve-o because we all know that man likes it up the crack

spread out [steveo x afab!reader]

desc: Steve O might not want a toy car up his ass, but you've got something he does

a/n: anon I love you, this was such a fun prompt! it's kind of short, sorry for that but I <3 it, weirdly sweet fic actually

warnings: smut, pegging, anal fingering, kind of fluffy and cute idk

word count: 611

Your body felt like it was on fire. You didn't know if it was due to the summer heat or your boyfriend's hands running down your body as you sat in his lap, lips dancing gently against his. You haven't moved from that position for god knows how long, enjoying your lazy makeout session, feeling his dick harden against your ass, lightly grinding back on it. He groaned into your mouth, pulling you closer by your waist. You knew he was getting desperate, little noises leaving his mouth as he tilted his hips for more friction.

"Fuck me?" It's what you'd been waiting to hear, his voice dripping with want from his kiss swollen lips. "Anything for you, babe." You planted another soft kiss to his lips before getting up, intertwining your fingers with his as you led him to the bedroom. He stripped down, settling on the bed as you rummaged through the closet, pulling out the supplies you'd be needing. You set everything down on the bed before taking your clothes off.

"Wanna put it on me?" You asked, handing him the strap on, letting wrap the harness around your hips, running his fingers over your skin gently. You bent down to kiss him, a firm hand on his chest pushing him down on the bed as you crawled over him, positioning yourself between his spread legs. Reaching back to the edge of the bed, you grabbed the bottle of lube you set down earlier, squeezing some onto your fingers.

Your fingers teased his rim, circling it before pushing one in, a soft sigh leaving your boyfriend's mouth. Your movements were methodical, spreading him out slowly. A wanton moan rang out in your ears as you added another finger, scissoring them inside him. You pressed down on the bundle of nerves that made him squirm, riling him up a little before pulling out completely. You took the little bottle again, coating the strap with lube.

You pushed his legs up so his knees were pressed to his chest, lining up with his ass as you pushed in slowly, pulling needy moans out of him. He sighed as you bottomed out, satisfied with the feeling of being filled. You started moving slowly, pulling out almost completely before slamming back into him. You bent down to kiss him again, silencing his moans as the new angle only made you go deeper.

You could cum just from seeing him like this, lean muscle tightening from pleasure, his mouth hanging open as a symphony of noises escaped it, eyes dazed, filled with love and lust as he looked up at you. His cock was pressed to his abs, rock hard and almost purple from the amount of blood rushing through it. One of your hands dropped from his leg, wrapping around his cock instead. His moans only got louder, signaling that he was quickly approaching his brink.

You pushed into him hard, angling yourself so that your strap would hit his prostate with every thrust, the hand on his dick matching your tempo. He gripped the sheets, biting his lip so he wouldn't scream, overwhelmed with pleasure. "Cum for me, Stevie." That's all it took for him to break, shooting white ropes over his stomach, and you wished you could feel him tighten around the strap. You kept stroking him through his orgasm, watching him come down from his high.

You felt his arms wrap around you, pulling you down so you were lying on his chest. You yelped, making him laugh as he kissed down your neck. "I love you." He mumbled between kisses, making you giggle. "I love you too, Steve."

[knoxslut]

envy : johnny knoxville

💗warnings: jealous johnny, kind of rough smut, alcohol

💗summary: you and johnny had been best friends but one night he confesses something that changes ur relationship forever!!

💗a/n: I kind of hate this but it’s my first fic pls don’t bully me 🤙🤙

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Being a part of the jackass cast was the best job you could’ve asked for. You get to hang with your buddies all day for work, and at night you go to parties, bars, and clubs with them. Although it could be tough to deal with them sometimes, you could always handle it.

You had been best friends with bam and his family since you were young. You and the cKy crew grew up together. That’s how you eventually landed your spot in the jackass crew.

The moment you met the infamous Johnny Knoxville, something clicked. You two hit it off instantly, cracking each other up with jokes and stories. He was your best friend besides your cky buddies. Everyone would always tease you two about “how in love” you were, and you pretended to not care and be grossed out by it, even if you really did have a little crush on him. You knew he would never feel the same, so you tried your best to hide your feelings for him from everybody.

Work had run long into the night, and everyone decided to go out on the town together and meet up at some bar a little ways from set. You rushed home and put on a cute outfit that you hoped would spark attention.

Arriving at the bar, you saw bam, ryan, johnny, spike, and steveo sitting at a table in the back of the bar, sipping on beers, talking and laughing. You started walking over and they immediately put their eyes on you. “Y/n’s here!” Steve-o shouted. He stood up and hugged you with a firm, joking hit on the back. “Where’s everyone else?” You say. “They’re coming soon, probably fucking around on set still.” Bam says.

You can feel somebody’s eyes lingering on you. Johnny is staring at you, up and down, down and up, until he gets to your face. “Hey y/n. Sit down!” Johnny says, with his signature smile on his face, patting the seat next to him. You smile and sit as you see pontius, dave, ehren, wee-man, and preston walk into the bar.

After an hour or two, the bar is full and people are crowded on the dance floor. Everybody but johnny and spike are either getting more drinks, or dancing. You, steveo and pontius are on the dance floor, being stupid but having the time of your lives. “You look really pretty tonight,” pontius says to you. “Really? Thanks!” You say, genuinely complimented. Steve-o has found some girl to dance with, so you and pontius come to a silent agreement to be dance partners. You guys start dancing to whatever song is playing, holding hands. As the dancing progresses, you end up with your face pressed against his chest, arms wrapped around his waist, and his arms dangerously low on your back. You look over to johnny, who’s staring at you with an expression on his face you just can’t seem to figure out.

You and pontius are looking each other in the eyes, smiling and giggling together about something when you feel an arm grab you. You whip your head around ready to punch someone, but it’s Johnny. You were confused as to why he has grabbed you, but you smiled at him nonetheless. “Can I talk to you outside for a second? Sorry Pontius.” He says, sternly and quickly. He yanks you out of chris’s grip and pulls you out the back door of the bar, and faces you once you come out of the door.

You look at him with confusion. “What were you doing out there?” He says to you. You’re trying to look into his eyes to grasp any sense of emotion but you can’t because of his aviators. “Having fun, what are you talking about?” “I’m talking about the fact that you were letting Chris undress you with his eyes and then grope you on the dance floor!” You’re taken aback by his statement. “I let him undress me with his eyes and I let him grope me? What are you talking about? All we did was dance together! And plus even if he was doing all of that, why does it matter to you? It’s not like you’re my mom, who do you think you-“

Your statement gets cut off as johnny quickly comes down and kisses you passionately. You can taste the beer on his mouth and you can smell the cologne on him, and you loved it. He pulls away from the kiss, and looks you in the eyes. You’re too stunned to speak a word. “Do you know how long I’ve wanted to do that? Since the day we met. You were the most beautiful woman i had ever seen. I just couldnt stand watching you with him tonight, im so-“ you cut him off and connect your lips with his once more, cutting him off just as he did to you a few moments ago. You hold his face as he holds your waist.

You had never dreamed that this would ever happen. Hearing Johnny say he wanted you since the day you met set your body ablaze. There was a growing fire in you as the kiss got more and more needy. Johnny pulls away quickly and the air is filled with the sound of your guys’s light panting. “Can we take this back to my place?” He says. All you can do is nod, making him smile. You two race to get back to his place and as soon as you get inside, you’re slammed up against the door, and kissed roughly.

Johnny forces his tongue into your mouth as they start battling for dominance. He breaks away for air and then picks you up so your stomach is against his and your legs are wrapped around his waist, then he starts bringing you upstairs. You place your arms on his shoulders and start trailing kisses from his jaw to his semi-exposed collarbone. You nip and leave lovebites all over the left side of his neck. You’re dropped onto his bed and he’s immediately over you, dark brown eyes burning into yours.

He brings his head next to yours so he can whisper in your ear, and puts his hands where your waist meets your hips. “Since the day we’ve met, I’ve wanted to fuck you until you come apart on my cock and every hole you have is filled with my cum. Is that what you want?” every word he said sent a shock to your core and took your breath out of your lungs. You can only nod as a devilish grin spreads across his face.

He lifts your shirt off of you and unhooks your bra. He comes up and stares at your uncovered upper body in front of him. “God, you’re beautiful.” You smile at the praise as he dives in to your neck, kissing and nipping down your chest all the way to your pants, you moaning in a mix of pain and pleasure each time he bites. He skillfully unbuttons and unzips your jeans using his teeth, then rips your pants off with his hands.

He starts rubbing your clit through your panties. You whimper and cover your mouth trying to conceal the moans bursting out of you. With his other hand, Johnny pulls your hand off of your mouth. “Let me hear you. Let everyone know who makes you feel good.” With his words, you start moaning freely and breathlessly saying his name. “Yeah, you like that?” He says with a sinister look in his eyes. You moan in response and squirm with his every movement.

He takes you by your hand and lifts you to stand up. “Now are you gonna use your words, or is your mouth only useful when it’s on my cock?” Yeah you probably could’ve spoken if you really tried, but you wanted the latter anyways. “Ok, fine.” He says and pushes you down to your knees. You start unbuckling his belt as fast as possible. His pants drop and he’s left with an obvious bulge in his boxers. You start palming at it and rubbing through the fabric. Each time he groans you squeeze your thighs tighter.

You hook your fingers in the waistband of his boxers and pull down, revealing his hard cock. You take it in your hand and swirl your tongue around the tip. Johnny puts his hand in your hair and grabs it, then starts lightly tugging at your hair each time you move your tongue. You quickly start taking more of him in, as much as you can each time. He starts moving your head up and down his cock, gently rocking his hips every time.

You start gagging on his cock each time it hits the back of your throat and tears start to prick at your eyes. Johnny is now completely controlling the movements, and you let him. Suddenly, he pulls you off. You’re pulled up and slammed back into the bed. Johnny pulls your underwear down, throwing it behind him with no regard for where they end up. He pulls his shirt off as quick as possible, and your eyes immediately land on his body. You reach to grab him but your hands are harshly pushed back into the bed. Johnny grabs your wrists, bringing them up over your head and holding them with one hand.

You gaze into his eyes, giving him a desperate look. He grabs his cock and runs it through your folds once before harshly shoving into you. Giving you no time to adjust, he starts at a rapid pace. The pain turns quickly into immense pleasure as you let out pornographic moans. “yeah. you like being fucked like the slut you are?” You only moan in response. “cant even respond. guess you’re only good at being fucked senseless, huh?”

your vision is blurry and you can barely hear, all of your focus on how good you feel. You can feel yourself getting closer to the edge, and you start clenching around Johnny. “shit doll, you keep doin that and I’m gonna-“ He interrupts himself with a moan. “oh shit, sweetheart I’m close.” He brings his hand that isn’t holding your hands to your neck, lightly squeezing. Your nails run against his back, hard and scratching, for sure gonna leave marks in the morning.

He brings his hands to your clit, rubbing fast circles, sending you over the edge. You clench around him before he throws his head back with a low, loud groan, spilling inside of you. your eyes roll to the back of your head in pure bliss. you look back at Johnny through half lidded eyes and you can see him staring at you with a smile on his face. “I wish you could see yourself, doll. you look like an angel.”

Your smile grows wide at his words and he comes down to give you a kiss. This one was different from the last ones. It was slow, gentle, and loving. He pulls away as you sit up on the bed. “I’ll be right back.” he runs out of the room and comes back in with new boxers on, a towel, and one of his old T-shirts. he hands you the shirt to put on as he wipes your core with the towel, grinning when he sees you shudder as the towel swipes through your sensitive folds.

he climbs into bed and pulls the two of you under the covers. you cuddle up to him and put your head on his chest. his arm comes around to hold you close and you feel his soft breath on your neck. you look up at him and smile. “I really like you, johnny.” he looks back at you with a goofy smile. “I really like you too.”

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[alwaysdaydreaming1]

Bam Margera smut/long story

Summary : y/n works on the set of Jackass and Bam has a thing for her. One question leads to 100 feelings .

Part two : I know I promised smut and there is a little smut but I’ve just become too invested in this story and I love the slow burn 😭 thinking about making a small series of this. So there will be a part three🤪

Chapter two : So close 💋

It was cold and gloomy outside. The guys had planned to film a few stunts outside today but that plan went out the window when rain started pouring down and the sun hid behind the dark clouds.

The guys were all sat around the long table in the conference room. The jackass crew had a building downtown LA where the crew would edit the clips they got during filming. And sometimes, like today, Jeff would take the chance to go trough some of the guys ideas and make plans to film them.

You were standing in the small kitchen pouring yourself a big cup of coffee. It was hard not to feel tired on days like these. The sound of the metal spoon as you were stirring you’re coffee made you close you’re eyes and tilt you’re head back. The silence sat like a pair of headphones over your ears “tired?” The question made you jump and spill some of your coffee on the counter “Jesus Johnny you scared me” you grabbed some tissue from the table and started to clean the counter. Johnny chuckled and walked up to stand beside you opening the cupboard and took a cup of coffee “you look nice today “ he said whilst pouring himself some coffee. You looked down at your outfit. A pair of black converse, your favourite blue jeans and a black top. You looked up at him. He is so much taller than you.

You didn’t know what to say so you just smiled at him. He turned his tall body to you and you could feel his fingers move a strand of you’re hair from you’re face “how old are you” he asked and you couldn’t help but laugh a little “don’t get caught lacking Knox” you picked you’re cup up and walked out the door where you almost walked right into Bam. Almost spilling your coffee for a second time today. “Woah careful there y/n” his deep blue eyes and big smile made you sweat a little. He was wearing a tight black shirt and a pair of black baggy jeans. His rings shining from the ceiling lamp above you. “Morning” you just said quietly. As you walked past him his arm brushed against you. You stopped in your tracks. “Hey y/n?” You met his eyes, he looked fidgety, scratching the back of his head, “ yeah”?”

As Bam was about to say something Knoxville came trough the door “what’s up guys , woah…. The tension is thick here, holy shit have you guys boned ”

“Omg Knoxville stop” you scurried off into the long corridor down to the conference room.

Later on that day the crew had decided that we would be going to our next filming location tonight already. The weather didn’t seem to get any better and the guys were getting antsy and wanted to film . We would be travelling a few hours in two big tour buses. You were travelling with SteveO, Jeff, Dave , Ry and …..Bam.

It was around 9 on and you were sitting on the couch in the bus reading your book and listening to music. You had your favourite song on repeat. You felt a heavy body sit down next to you, looking up from your book you saw Bam “what are ya listening too?” He took one headphone from your ear and put it in his, bobbing his head up and down at the song “you have good taste in music “. You felt the bus stop and knew you had arrived at the next gas station. The bus had toilets but the thought of someone listening made you nervous so you nervous.

The cold air struck your face as you walked down the steps. You and the guys walked over to the gas station. The group split up, some buying snacks and drinks and others that needed the bathroom. You walked behind SteveO and Bam to the side of the gas station. The bathrooms looked rough and dark from the outside “I’m glad I don’t have to go in by myself “ SteveO said with his usual big smile as he opened the door to the men’s bathroom “good luck “ Bam said doing a little military salut at you. You carefully pushed the door open and went in. The ceiling lamp was broken and the only light in there came from the small side light as the mirrors. Stains almost everywhere, needles, aluminium foil and hair dye scattered among the room.

You debated if it was worth getting whatever disease you’d be getting from the toilets. The sound of some of the guys already heading back to the bus awoke you from your deep thoughts. With your foot you pushed the toilet door open. And what you saw made your heart drop.

A rat big as a cat. It was nibbling on what looked like some other small animal and you felt as if you’re body froze but once the rat had noticed you it started running towards you and a big scream left you’re mouth ”AAAAA omg omg omg ” You ran towards the door and swung it open still screaming. The moment you ran out the door you ran right in to Bam who was standing right outside greeting you with a smile before looking concerned. ”omg omg omg” you couldn’t stop you’re body and you ran right in to Bam making you both fall over. You landing on top of Bam. 

You looked back to see if it was still chasing you. ”What the hell y/n whats going on”. You took a big breath and looked at Bam again. 

Ashamed at what had happened and the fact that the guys work with way more dangerous animals daily you whispered ”there was a rat” Bam started laughing way to loudly and passionately ”A rat!, I didn’t know you were such a easy scare y/n”. 

For a moment you were just looking at Bams big smile and how his eyes looked when he laughed until you realised that you were still laying on top of him and suddenly you felt house close he was. 

You could feels his chest and hips against yours, your feet in between his and his lips so close to yours. And then.. You felt something that only he had pushing into you. Something hard against you’re lower stomach sinking in to you’re soft exposed skin. Bam noticed that you had noticed it ”uuhh”  you don’t know what got into you but you’re hand slowly slid down Bams side feeling his waist and suddenly you’re hand was right in between you’re lower stomach and his very hard dick. 

With big eyes you watched you’re own hand but Bams eyes were glued on yours. Watching as you’re curious eyes wandered. 

”Hey! What the fuck you guys doing, you fucking or something?” SteveO shouted out from the bus window. You stood up quickly looking over at SteveO. Bam stood up quickly behind you adjusting his pants. Luckily SteveO seemed to not notice what was actually going on and was just making a joke. 

You quickly made you’re way to the bus trying to not act weird. 

You tossed and turned all night never being able to get comfortable. You sat up in the small tour bus bunk bed and poked you’re head out trying to see the clock on the wall in the dark. 3 am. ”Fuck” you laid back down looking up into the ceiling that was very close to you. 

You decided you needed some air and as quite as you could you wiggled into you’re shorts, you could never sleep with pants on, and carefully stepped down the ladder. 

The floor creaked beneath you as you grabbed your cardigan and shoes. 

The silence outside was nice and it wasn’t too cold anymore. You leaned against the bus and looked up at the dark sky. Closing you’re eyes and just listening to the wind. 

” Hey” someone whispered in you ear ”holy fucking shit” you screamed out loud. Bams hand was suddenly on you’re mouth and he had pushed you up against the bus. ”shhhh you’ll wake the guys” Bam laughed and you couldn’t help but also laugh behind his hand.

”What are you doing out here” He asked ”what are you doing out here” you asked back. ”youre not as quite as you think” you giggled and Bam studied you’re face and how you looked when you laughed. He looked deep into you’re  eyes, to you’re lips and then back into you’re eyes. You’re cheeks got burning hot and you’re lips parted. Bam got closer touching you’re hand. He couldn’t help but look down at you’re cleavage.

The cold breeze gave your legs goosebumps but you’re upper body was burning hot from Bams body heat. You looked into his blue eyes. Some black strands of hair hanging down his forehead. He looked so hot watching you. Studying you’re face. You felt his calloused finger pads circling the back of you’re hand ”you have very soft hands” you chuckled low ”its cherry blossom from nivea” he brought you’re hand up to his nose, closed his eyes and took a whiff ”it smells nice”.

Youre body wanted to be closer to his, you’re lips wanted to feels his but you’re mind was the problem. You got scared. You really didn’t want to be scared and you didn’t want to seem scared in front of Bam but you were. 

”Should we go back inside” he whispered. 

”no, i don’t think we should” you whispered back even more quite, stepping closer to him, eyes meeting eyes, lips so so close, fingers interlocked. You let go of Bams hands and brought them up to his hair. Twisting his curls between you’re fingers. His hands now on you’re waist, squeezing you’re sides. 

”Y/n” you could feel his words land on you’re lips. So, fucking, close

”What are you guys doing out he-” You heard Dunns voice crack at the end of the sentence ”Whoa, I’m sorry guys, sorry sorry sorry” he covered his eyes with his hand.

Bam stepped back from you, dropping his hands and scratching the back of his head looking at you then looking at Dunn. 

”What are you doing up Ry” You licked you’re chapped lips and combed trough you’re hair with you’re fingers ”well its kinda hard to sleep when someone is out here yelling” 

”see I told you it would wake them up” Bam whisper yelled at you and they both started laughing 

”hey it was you’re fault!” You jokingly hit Bams shoulder. 

”Bam made you scream like that?” Dunns jaw almost hitting the ground ”yes, well no! not how you think!” The three of you stood there laughing for some time.

”Im getting kinda cold, I’m gonna head inside” you said awkwardly. Once inside you look at the rest of the guys sleeping and you tried to be as quite as possible climbing up to you’re bunk. Bam and Ry were still outside and you could hear them talking but you couldn’t hear any words. 

Bam pov

”What the fuck man, why did you have to ruin it” his voice agitated. 

”Bro I didnt know you two were hooking up out here” Dynn defended himself 

”well we didn’t actually make it to that part because of you, you dick” They both laughed. Dunn knew Bam wasn’t actually angry at him only annoyed. 

Bam reached for the door handle but before he could open it Dunns hand stopped him ”Dont hurt her Bam, I know she puts on a tough face but deep down she’s been hurt before” 

”I know, I know. Im not going to. She’s not like any girl I’ve ever met” he said looking Dunn deep in his eyes, wanting Dunn to believe his words. 

They both went inside, Dunn walking over to his top bunk and Bam sitting on his bottom one looking up at you’re bed. Wondering if you were sleeping or if you were thinking about the same thing he was. So fucking close. 

Y/n pov

The feeling of you’re warm and soft skin against the bed sheets was disturbed as you felt a stern hand shake you’re shoulder ”wakey wake pretty girl” you squint you’re eyes looking at the person in front of you. It was Ry. 

”leave me aloneeeee” you tried to roll over but his hands held you in place facing him ”if you stop staying up all night you wouldn’t feel so tired in the morning” you’re eyes opening fully ”shut up Ry”. Sitting up and looking around you could see the bus was empty except for you and Ryan. 

”where are the guys?” He held his hand out helping you down ” oh there in the other bus having breakfast and talking about the plans for today” as you heard him say that they were all in the other bus you’re chest filled with some hope ”doe that mean I finally get to take a shower in the bus” you usually showered at the nearest gym when you and the guys were on the road but there hadn’t been one along the way yet.

”I mean I guess, the guys just went over there so they will be there for a while, knock yourself out”

Ry grabbed his hoodie and went out the door. 

You took you’re time in the shower, washing you’re hair, shaving you’re legs and after you got all lotioned up. It felt so nice to feel clean again. The bus bathroom was small and with just a tiny ventilator bringing some fresh air in. But it still got so hot. You were only wearing a towel as you still put on lotion and perfume. 

Carefully listening trough the door if anyone had come back yet but it seemed quite. 

You unlocked the door and swung it open, holding the short towel trying to cover yourself. 

The cold air hitting your warm skin. Poking you’re head out to make sure the coast was clear you quickly, tipped on you’re wet toes over to you’re bunk. Grabbing your clothes and just as you turned around to go change in the bathroom there he stood. Gawking. 

”that towel is, veryyy small” Bams eyes eying you up and down

”don´t get any ideas” you shot him a stern look. 

”How can I not, when you’re standing in front of me like that” you felt you’re chest heat up

”get outta here dirty boy” you walked into the small bathroom and locked the door behind you. 

With you’re back leaning against the door you couldn’t help but smile a little. Feeling like a little school girl with a crush. 

Later that day you had finally gotten to the filming location. It was a hot and sunny day. You had ended up at a big skate park and the guys were doing some tricks. You were sitting next to Jeff and the rest of the filming crew holding you’re breath at every stunt. 

You had already patched up a few of the guys and you were just waiting for something really bad to happen when they had built a bigger and way too steep ramp for Bam and Tony to go down. 

You went over to you’re medical stuff to get some stuff ready if someone got hurt. 

As they were still fixing with the ramp you heard someone walk up behind you ”hey y/n” 

You saw Bam shirtless and sweaty. Wearing only his black baggy jeans and you could see his purple boxers just above the jeans ”hey Bam” the two of you couldn’t help but smile as you saw each other ”could you do me a favor” you raised an eyebrow ”Whats that” 

”Im not saying you’re not capable of fixing me but maybe have an actual ambulance on stand by” he chuckled

”you scared?” You teased him 

” have you seen that fucking ramp, it could count as just a big wall with how steep it is” you looked over at the ramp and he was right

”well you’re gonna be wearing a helmet aren’t you” Bam was quiet and you looked away from the ramp and at him ”hey you have to wear a helmet!” He just started laughing ”you sound like my mom” you were setting up you’re essentials, bandages, wet cloths and needle and thread ”you intend to use that?” He looked a little nervous

”what are you more afraid of getting stitches that going down that ramp?” 

As he turned around to walk towards the others you yelled just so he could hear ”don´t die” he turned around again and came closer to you ”well if I die I really wished I would have gotten to kiss you yesterday” then he went back to the guys to talk about the stunt and he left you there with the words hanging in the air. He wished he had kissed you. 

You were all sitting around the filming crew as Tony and Bam stood at the top of the ramp. The atmosphere was tense, with the rest of the guys standing around looking up. 

”Im Bam Margera, this is the one and only Tony Hawk, and were about to go down the death ramp” the camera zoomed in on them and the second after you saw them both go down and you held you’re breath. 

Ryan noticed and grabbed you’re hand and you squeezed it tightly. 

And just like that they had done it. Bam had landed it but just as Tony came down he slipped and fell on his side. 

The guys ran over and cheered them both on. Giving them high fives and helping Tony up ”ouch fuck” you heard Tony say and you could see he had a big scratch on his arm ”oooh bro that looks gnarly” Knoxville said ” Ryan let go of you’re hand and walked up to the others ”hey let y/n help you with that” 

You smiled at Tony and helped him over to you’re stuff, sitting him on the concrete curb as you cleaned his arm with rubbing alcohol, he hissed at the pain ���sorry” you said with a smile. Tony looked up at you and smiled back. 

”So, whats with you and Bam” you looked at Johnny. It was around lunch and everyone was scattered around set, eating and chatting. 

”i dont know what you mean” you kept eating you’re salad ” Oh come on y/n, I might be stupid but Im not blind” 

”Honestly Knox I don’t know what you’re talking about ” you played dumb ” yeah right” . Dunn sat down at the picnic table in front of you and Knoxville ”what you guys talking about” and before Knoxville could say a word ”we were just talking about what we should do tonight” . Knoxville playfully hit the side of your leg with his.

”well there is this pool party we’ve been invited to, that could be fun” he said. ”ooohh finally I get to see you in a bikini” Johnny leaned against you’re shoulder teasing you. You didn’t mind, you knew he didn’t mean anything bad. 

After being out in the sun all day filming you had fallen asleep straight away when you and the guys got to the hotel. You awoke to the loud noise of banging on the hotel door and before you could even process it Dunn and Pontius had opened the door and were jumping on the bed 

” Time to get up y/n” pontiffs shouted in you’re face ”omg you guys are insane” the were laughing and jumping up and down ”hey you’re an hour late we thought you had died in here” Dunn sat down. 

”an hour?!” You quickly sat up ”are the other guys already there?” You stood up and searched trough you’re bag that was laying on the floor for a bikini ”yeah” Pontius held up the bikini you threw on the floor ”ooo hot”. 

”freak” you said and grabbed them from his hands ”okay ill be just a minute” you were in a hurry and didn’t notice that you hadn’t closed the door the whole way. 

You didn’t have to do you’re makeup or hair since it was a pool party but you wanted to look a little more awake so when you had put you’re bikini on you stood in the mirror applying some mascara and lipgloss. You had gotten a pretty nice suntan in you’re face from earlier today. 

You did a little spin in the mirror, checking yourself out in the bikini making sure you looked good. 

Thats when you caught Ryans eyes looking through the open door. You’re face went red and all you did was smile at him and he smiled back. 

You put on some shorts and a black tank top and then the three of you were out the door. 

You could hear the party from down the street. 

You went into the big house and saw lots of people. You spotted some of the jackass crew and walked up to them. 

”look who’s here” SteveO shouted, clearly already drunk. You stood around talking to the guys and some of their friends you had never met. You couldn’t spot Bam anywhere but you didn’t want to ask Knoxville who was closest to you at the moment, knowing he’d only tease you. 

You went out to the pool and saw people jumping in the water. Dunn being one of them. He looked up and saw you ”hey get in here y/n” you hadn’t had enough to drink and you felt a little out of place standing there in just a bikini. But before you knew it someone pushed you in the pool. 

The water was cold and the pool was deep. As you swam up and rubbed you’re eyes you saw Pontius laughing ”asshole” you yelled at him and he just shot you a kiss. 

Then he tore off his trousers and jumped in the pool making a big splash. You stayed in the pool for a bit. Play fighting with some other people. Sitting on Pontius shoulders trying to get Dunn off the shoulders of SteveO. 

Dunn was stronger than you and he pushed you shoulders back making you fall back into the pool. 

When you swam up you saw Bam sitting on a beach chair with a girl. His arm around her. Talking and laughing. Her head leaning against his shoulder. The one you had recently patched up from when he fell off his board. You felt you’re heart drop and tears form in you’re eyes. What the fuck was he doing. 

”hey y/n you okay?” Dunn came up behind you ”yeah, yeah I’m just gonna get something to drink” you swam towards the ladder and climbed up. Picking your clothes up from the floor and walking inside.

Dunn looked over at where you were looking before and saw the same thing you did ”idiot” he whispered to himself. 

Once inside the house you opened the cooler and saw a bottle of jack. You took the bottle and poured it into a red cup that was standing on the counter. You knew jack wasn’t a liquor you sipped but you poured it all the way to the edge of the cup and then took a swig of the bottle before putting it back half empty. 

You took three big chugs and felt the burning down you’re throat. 

You got invited by some people to play beer pong and you said yes. After some time you felt the alcohol kick in and you felt you’re head getting dizzy. You went out the front door to get some air. 

Sitting down on the front porch you thought about what you had seen and you felt betrayed even tho you and Bam weren’t a thing really. 

It felt as if the words he had said had meant nothing to him. You heard the door behind you open. Looking back you saw Ryan. 

He sat down next to you ”heeeey Ry” you said ”hey y/n”. He looked at you’re cup ”What are you drinking?” You offered him the cup and he took it ”ouff, Jesus you’ve been drinking jack straight like that, you are crazy” he made you laugh, he always had ways to make you laugh. 

You knew it was the alcohol but you looked at him and how pretty he was ”Im sorry about what you saw, I really don’t know what the fuck he’s doing, sometimes I don’t think he does either” you took the cup back and gulped down the rest of the liquid ” he’s just an idiot that cant handle his own feelings, I know he wants you, he’s just so scared” you looked at Ryans lips as he spoke, not really listening.

You leaned in and without hesitation you kissed him. You felt how surprised he was but he didn’t pull back just yet. His lips were soft and you could feel he stubble of his beard against you’re skin.

You broke off the kiss looking at him and his reaction. He looked so confused and his cheeks were red. You couldn’t believe you just did that ” I’m sorry” 

He didn’t know what to say, all that came out was ”its okay”. 

You stood up and went back inside trying to find a bathroom. As you found one you went in and closed the door behind you. You looked at yourself in the mirror ”what the fuck are you doing” you said to yourself. You felt yourself getting angrier. You knew you had gotten you’re dads temper and you couldn’t help but wanting to hit something when you’re angry. Like when you tried to push and hit Bam that night at the hotel. 

You thought about all the things Bam had said and rage filled you’re head. You’re eyes went black and you hit you’re hands down on the bathroom counter. You felt a sharp cutting feeling on you’re left hand. As you looked down you saw there was blood everywhere. You hadn’t seen the glass standing there. 

You were in shook and you felt as if you couldn’t move. You were used to blood and patching other people up but it was different when it was you. The side of you’re hand was fully cut up.

The door swung open and Bam stomped in

” I’m so fucking sorry y/n, I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing. I- I just saw you today holding Dunns hand and then flirting with Tony. And I know you and Dunn are just close friends but I guess it made me fucking jealous. Him being able to hold your hands so easily.” He rambled on not noticing you’re hand. You were still in shock and looked at you’re hand trough the mirror not saying anything ”and I gue- I guess I just got fucking jealous and I didn’t mean for you to get upset from me sitting with that girl, she doesn’t mean anything I promise” he paced back and forth. At last he looked at you trough the mirror, standing behind you ”y/n I’m so fucking sorry, why aren’t you saying anything”.

Thats when he followed you’re eyes to see where they had stuck and he saw the blood gushing from you’re hand and the shards of glass everywhere ”holy shit, what the fuck happened” you still didn’t move or say anything ”y/n, y/n look at me, are you okay” you felt Bams panic and you looked at him. It felt as if you couldn’t speak. ”what do you need, do you want me to call an ambulance?”. 

”no” it came out as a whisper ”is-is-is there a medical box in here. You held you’re own hand trying to stop the bleeding. 

Bam opened every drawer and cabinet searching until he found a small first aid box ”what do you need from it” 

”I need antibacterial wipes and a some bandaids and bandages” there was no air the room.

Bam threw the stuff up on the counter. You’re hands were shaking as you tried to wipe the cut ”y/n here sit down, let me” he sat you down on top of the toilet. Squatting down and taking the wipes from you’re other hand he started to wipe down the cut. You hissed at the pain and you felt a single tear fall down you’re cheek. ”here hold the wipe on there” he stood up and poured some water into you’re empty red cup ”drink” you did as he said and he kept going with the wipes. You chugged the water, setting the cup back down. ”take out some band aids and put a few horizontal to the cut” Bam did as you said ” now cut a piece of bandage and wrap it over the band aids, down to the wrist, but leave the thumb out”. You had never seen him this concentrated on something. He was really trying to not mess up. 

As he secured the bandage with a safety pin you felt yourself getting dizzy again. Bam noticed it and quickly gave you some more water ” I guess the loss of blood and the alcohol in you’re body isn’t really helping you” it made you chuckle a little and Bam felt like he could finally breath out. 

He sat down again leaning on you’re knees. ” Im sorry” every word took you’re strength from you ”what are you saying sorry for, I’m the one that has cause all this” 

”I didn’t flirt with Tony, I just smiled at someone that had just gotten hurt”. His puppy dog blu eyes looked at you ” I know, but to me it looked like flirting and then it got into my head and I get all weird and fucked up I am so sorry I never meant for this to happen”. You were not sure if you should tell Bam about the kiss with Dunn. It probably wasn’t the right time. But when was. 

”Bam, I-I- ki” he squeezed you’re knee ”no stop I don’t want to hear you say sorry, I’m tired of getting interrupted every time I have you to myself”

He crashed his lips into yours. It took you by surprise. But his kiss helped you calm down and breath trough you’re nose. His lips tasted of beer. You’re right hand held his arm. Bams tongue slipped into your mouth and you happily let it in. He moved his head back ”have you been drinking jack?” His eyebrows furrowed.

” I wasn’t sure what to mix it with so I just drank it straight” you said smiling but also a little embarrassed at your lack of knowledge on alcohol. Bams lips curled into a smile “wow I didn’t know I was in here with fucking Tommy Lee”. 

 You’re laughs filled the bathroom. He moves some strands of hair from you’re face ” you’re a fucking badass, do you know that”.

You connected you’re lips to him again. You’re tougues fought over dominance, Bam letting you win. You stood up and he followed you. He backed you up to the warm towel holder, holding his arm out so you didn’t hit you’re head. You’re hands laid on top of his chest feeling his heart. 

His hands traveled from you’re face down to you’re waist tightly pulling you in closer. 

”fuck I´ve been wanting to do this for so long”. The kiss got more intense and you reached up for his curls and as you did you’re hand accidentally hit Bams elbow ”ouch fuck” Bam broke the kiss and looked at you worried ”careful there Lee” he pressed his lips on you’re bandage. With you’re right hand you held his chin, making him look at you. 

You couldn’t keep off each other. Lips licking lips, you’re fingers tangled in his hair, Bams tight grip on you’re waist. One of his hands traveling down you´re hip. It was hot and you foreheads stuck together with sweat, saliva on you’re chin, breasts pushed up against his chest. 

”Anyone in here!?”

Before one of you could answer, Knoxville stood right there in the doorway. Mouth shaped like a capital O. He just started laughing, that famous Johnny Knoxville evil laugh. He didn’t notice the shattered glass. ”I´ll just use the other bathroom I guess “ he left the door open as he walked away laughing”

”I think you need to drink some more water and rest your hand, maybe eat something ” Bam said still holding you tight.  As much as you wanted Bams lips on yours again you knew he was right.

You held his hand as you guys went into the kitchen. He opened the fridge and took out the orange juice, pouring you a glass. The party had died down a bit, people mostly hanging out. You sat on the kitchen isle watching Bam make you a sandwich. It looked as if the man had never made a sandwich before. The butter tore apart the bread when he spread it and for topping options he had taken out ham, cheese and… whipped cream? 

You couldn’t help but giggle ”are you laughing at me” he looked at you offended

”maybe”

”ham? Cheese?” He held the two options in his hands ”no whipped cream?” You teased him ” is that what that is” he looked at the jar and put it back in the fridge. 

He cut the sandwich in two and handed you one piece ”thanks” out of habit you went to take it in you’re left hand but accidentally dropped it in you’re lap when you felt the pain from the cut ”hey let me help you” you tightened the bandage ”what you’re gonna like feed me” 

”maybe” he ripped a small piece of sandwich ”open you’re mouth” you did as he said and took the bite ”mmhm good” he took a bite from you’re sandwich ”not too bad actually”. 

Ryan came into the kitchen noticing you’re hand right away ”what the hell happened to you’re hand y/n” he rushed over  ”oh I just cut myself making a sandwich” you don’t know why you lied, maybe you were ashamed of you’re rage. ”Bam there was some skater dude that wanted to talk to you about some magazine shoot”. Bam rushed out

”I´ll be right back” 

Dunn opened the fridge and took out a beer ”what happened to you’re hand?”. He could always tell when you were lying.

” I just told you”.

He stood in front of you leaning against the counter. The silence was disturbing. It had never been like this between you and Ry. You’ve ruined it. 

”Ry, I´m so sorry, I don’t know why I did what I did out on the porch” 

”Tell me what happened to you’re hand and you’re forgiven” it was a weird request but you’d do anything for there to not be any bad blood between you and Dunn. 

”I got angry and I accidentally punched down on a glass in the bathroom” he came closer and took your hand in his. 

”ouch” you knew you would have to take a look at it tomorrow and see if you needed stitches. 

”You did what you did because Im you’re best friend and you trust me. And you love me. The way I love you as a bestfriend. Im not mad. I just want you to always be honest with me, the way I’m always honest with you”. 

What he said was true. You didn’t kiss him because you were in love with him but you just loved him. 

Bam came back into the kitchen ”whatcu guys talking about”. Ryan forcefully put his beer down, grabbed Bams face with both his hands and kissed him on the lips

”bro” Bam started laughing pushing Ryan back

”kissing best friends, we were talking about kissing best friends” he let go of Bam, grabbed his beer and ran out. 

Bam wiped his lips and took a sip of you’re orange juice. He jumped up on the kitchen isle and sat next to you. His knee touching yours and shoulders leaning together. He gave you another small piece of the sandwich and then took a bite himself ” so, kissing best friends huh? You got any hot best friends you’ve kissed” you couldn’t help yourself but laugh. You knew Bam meant some kind of hot girl best friend ”what? why are you laughing “

“Yeah maybe “ you said still laughing.

“Oooo hot” Bam answered as he fed you another piece of the sandwich.

[hitmewithabusposts]

Request: reader keeps getting turned on from Johnny being shirtless on set to where they had to leave to take a break in a dressing room/trailer to breathe and he comes in to check on them still shirtless and it is obvious they are shook up and Johnny keeps asking and teasing them to make them tell him what is wrong and they tell them everything about how how they are attracted to him and have feelings for him and fantasies about him and it turns into him admitting his feelings and attraction too and comes to them having a SMUT fest of him being dominant in foreplay, teasing, making out, sex, etc? With them ending up together in the end. So sorry for long request.

Absolutely yes 

Florida Days-Knox x Reader smut

18+ minors don’t interact!!

This is my first time writing smut so if it’s bad just ignore it🙌

We were filming down in Florida with some gators in the middle of summer, the humidity making everyone’s clothes stick to their skin and us all craving our air conditioned trailers.

The guys had long stripped their shirts off, but I sat in what little shade I could find, watching Steveo run around with the gators. My eyes wondered to the landing above the gator pool where the guys stood, and I found myself admiring our ring leader.

I squeezed my thighs together letting my eyes trail from his neck and collar bones down his perfectly shaped chest, toned abs, and defined v-line, all slick with sweat that reflected off his Florida tan. There was never any doubt in my mind that Johnny was attractive, I just never acted like this because of it

I got up and walked over to join the guys, noting Knox’s eyes on me as I walked over, throwing me a wink that went straight to my already pulsing core.

“You good sweetheart? Seem distracted” he asked me, putting a rough hand on the back of my forehead and staring over his ray-bans at me, and all I could do was stare at his stupid,stupid belt buckle that I so badly wanted to get below.

“I asked you a question, sweetheart” he spoke up again, sliding the hand from my forehead to my jaw, slightly hooking his fingers under my chin to pull my head up to look at him. “Oh-yeah sorry I’m fine…it’s just hot I think I’m just dehydrated I don’t feel well” I lied, wanting to get away from him. “You sure?” I nodded quickly, as he released my face from his hands and I took that as my opportunity to sprint to my trailer, despite the blistering heat.

Stepping into my air conditioned trailer was orgasmic itself, as I flopped back thinking of Knox even tho I tried to think of anything else. But my mind couldn’t seem to wonder away from the thoughts of what I wanted him to do to me, and the way he was making me feel just from the sight of him.

My thoughts were interrupted by my trailer door opening, and the man I was thinking of walking in, shutting the door behind him. My face flushed red, as he was still shirtless, and had his sunglasses on his head as he tipped his head back and groaned at the feeling of the cool AC on his hot skin.

“W-what are you doing in here?” I asked, trying my best to sound normal. “I wanted to check on you, I didn’t think someone who was that dehydrated would take off sprinting top speed in this heat, so what’s really up?”

I swallowed the lump in my throat, watching a bead of sweat roll down his stomach and disappear into the waistband of his pants. My face was no doubt flushed red, and when I trailed my eyes back up to his face, he was smirking down at me which didn’t help anything.

“Wanna take a picture sweetheart?”

I wanted to scream out yes, but I found myself speechless, my face burning redder than any sunburn florida could give me. “Don’t need to be embarrassed for looking Angel, trust me I look too” he said, sitting down on the other couch across from me, spreading his legs as he sat. I snapped my head up, what did he mean he looks too?

“Cat got your tongue?” He teased further, “just tell me what’s got you all bothered” he pressed on. “You do.” I finally spoke up, not being able to stand the tension building both in me and between us.

“Is that so?”

“Yes. I’m sorry I don’t know what got into me you’re just obviously attractive and seeing everyone and you out there today half naked just I don’t know and-“ I started to ramble, speaking more than I have all day.

“Hey, did you not hear me say I look too? You think I’m looking up party boy out there?” He asked laughing as I realized he was talking about me

“Me?”

“I’ve thought you were gorgeous from your first day with us, and you’re a badass too who’s got my sense of humor. Why would I not like you?” He asked, leaning back in his seat.

Something in me told me to do it, so I stood up and straddled his lap, feeling his rough calloused hands grip my hips, pulling my core down to the bulge in his pants. I leaned my lips down to his ear and whispered “I like you too…a lot” and kissed down from his lobe to his collarbone, slowly leaving marks in their wake.

“God sweetheart” he groaned, tipping his head back as I made my way down, kissing his chest till I got to his belt buckle on my knees. I stopped and looked up at him, and was met with his hands pulling me right back up to smash our lips together, as one of his hands found it’s place on the back of my neck, the other under me to scoop me up to lay me down on the couch under him.

“I’m not gonna last if you get on your knees for me sweetheart” he told me, leaving his own hickeys down my throat, neither of us caring who saw.

He pressed a knee against my core, making me whine and roll my hips against him, he let out a laugh that went straight to my gut. “I have barely touched you honey and you’re already so worked up” as his hands reached for the bottom of my shirt. “Can I?” He asked before I said yes, and my shirt and pants came off. “You’re even more perfect than I imagined” he told me, making me blush and turn my head.

My fingers reached up for his belt buckle, undoing it and he shimmied his pants off, leaving him in boxers with an obvious erection. I felt his fingers trace their way from my sides down to my thighs, and then ghost over my underwear, teasing me even further. “Please Jonnny” I begged, looking at him as I felt his fingers dip under my waistband to pull my underwear down my legs, and I sat up slightly to pull my bra off, leaving me exposed.

He let out the biggest smile, and pressed his knee back against my center, letting me roll my hips against his leg as he came back up, one hand on one boob and his mouth on the other, leaving hickies there too. I increased my pace on his leg as he pressed slightly harder, before leaning back, as I whined at the loss of contact.

“Don’t cry, I’m gonna take care of you, trust me” he said, pulling his boxers off, my eyes staring at only one thing. He reached for his pants on the floor and his wallet in the pocket, pulling out a condom, rolling it on himself.

“Is this okay sweetheart?” He asked when he was situated again between my legs, “yes please I just need you Johnny” I said, reaching up to grab his arm as he eased his way into me, both of us groaning as he did. “You feel so good, so much better than I’ve imagined” he confessed, finding a pace and thumbing over my clit. “Faster” I moaned out, scratching down his back.

He thrusted fast into me, snapping his hips letting out little groans every couple of seconds as his hands held my waist. I felt the knot in my stomach build and my eyes roll in my head, “I’m close” I moaned out to him, warning him. He continued to thrust into me, picking up the pace as a sheen of sweat covered our bodies. “Shit, me too Angel” he said, leaning down to kiss my lips, still pumping in and out of me, as a wave of pleasure rolled over me. My legs shook around him and I felt him falter and let out a groan before pulling out and collapsing on top of me, our skin sticking together.

“Let me go get you a rag, hold on” he said, kissing my cheek as he rolled off the couch, pulling the condom off on his way to the bathroom. He came back with a cool rag and helped me wipe up and handed me a water from my fridge. He kissed my lips again and said, “stay right there, I’ll be back” throwing his boxers and pants back on, running out of my trailer:

He was back within a minute with one of his tee shirts, handing it out for me to wear. I gladly took it and stood up to wobble on jelly legs to grab a fresh pair of underwear and to pee as he sat back on the couch.

I came back out and he pulled me to sit on his lap, as I wrapped my arms around his neck, admiring the marks I had made. “You know we’re not gonna hide this from the guys” I told him, tracing my fingers over the marks, and the scratches down his back. He laughed and said “that’s okay, they’ll just know you’re mine then” and kissed my head.

“Is that so?” I joked, raising an eyebrow at him, playing with the hair at the bottom of his head looking in his eyes. “Well, do you wanna be my girlfriend?” He asked, pulling one of my hands from his neck to hold in his hand. I smiled and leaned in to kiss his lips, before wrapping my arms back around him to hug him. “Is that a yes?” “Yes you dumbass” I joked and laughed before asking, “can we go lay down and watch a movie or something? I’m tired” he stood up, holding my hand, “sure thing sweetheart” and pulled me towards the bedroom in the trailer.

[dunnswrld]

Since you did the Ryan car door fic maybe we could get SteveO body shot fic 👀💖

Body Shots

a/n: ofc!!

prompt: You aren't really a party person like your best friend Steve-o, so what does Steve-o do to try and get you to party? Body shots!

warning: Very light smut, fem!reader, body shots! (duh)

You sat on the stained couch of whoever was hosting the party you were at, a beer being held in your hands as you every so often took sips of it. You weren't exactly a party person but your best friend Steve-o was in town for the first time in a few months and you couldn't say no to him when he asked if you wanted to go to a party. You wanted to spend the most time you could with him before he went back to where ever he was going next to film Jackass.

You met Steve-o when you both were attending the University of Miami, he crashed into while riding his skateboard. He quickly apologized to you and even tried giving you a crinkled five dollar bill he had in his pocket. But when you told him you didn't want his money he thought you were a cool person for not taking his five and walked you to your class.

Now here you were a few years later at a party with him as best friends, it was really crazy how things played out.

You were looking at the beer in your hands before you heard your name get called causing you to quickly look up. You tried to figure out where the voice was coming from over the loud music and other voices talking but couldn't, thankfully, the person calling you said your name again and this time you heard it.

You moved your head in the direction of the voice and saw your best friend Steve-o. When he saw your eyes land on him he flashed a smile and waved you over to him. Shaking your head with a smile you stood up from the stained couch and walked over to him, brushing shoulders with other people as you passed.

"Yn! Me, you, over there, body shots!" Steve-o said as he grabbed your hand and began walking you in a unknown direction. "Body shots? Steve-o I don't wanna do those!" You said as you tried to pull your hand away from his. "Oh come on it's just me! I won't let anyone else do them off you!" Steve-o said as he turned his head to look back at you.

Steve-o had been trying to break you out of your shell since the first time you hung out, he wanted everyone to know how great of a person you were but it was hard when you wouldn't give others a chance. Steve-o thought you were the kindest, funniest, coolest, and even the prettiest girl he has met, though he would never tell anyone the last part in fear of them telling you.

"Fine as long as it's just you." You said as you finally let Steve-o drag you to the location he wanted. "Yeah dude!" Steve-o smiled as he threw a fist up in celebration.

"Body shots!" Steve-o yelled out as he reached a table. Everyone that heard Steve-o quickly began to encourage the idea of body shots, you on the other hand were now embarrassed of all the attention that was on you.

"Here sit on this table." Steve-o said as he guided you to the table, your brain seemed to go on auto pilot because you jumped onto the table and watched as Steve-o began to gather what he needed to do a body shot off you.

You were surprised when a girl that looked about your age jumped onto the table too, she placed a shot glass full of a clear alcohol into her cleavage. Then a boy placed squeezed a lime onto her neck and she opened her mouth afterward to where the boy placed the lime in her mouth and sprinkled salt onto the spot where there was lime juice.

You watched as the boy licked the salt off the girls neck and took the shot glass out of her cleavage by only using his mouth. He threw his head back and swallowed the liquid, spitting the shot glass out, he then brought his mouth to the lime in the girls mouth where he kissed her to get the lime. People began to cheer as he took the lime from the girls mouth.

You quickly realized that Steve-o was going to be doing that to you but before you could process it you felt a liquid being ran down your stomach. You whipped your head forward and saw Steve-o now sprinkling salt onto the lime juice on your stomach. Maybe it was a bad day to wear a crop top. "Open up." Steve-o chuckled. You listened to him and opened your mouth just enough for Steve-o to put the lime slice in your mouth.

Steve-o handed you a shot which you put into your shirt, it sat right onto of your chest. Steve-o took a step back and looked at you fully, he couldn't even lie, you looked hot. The blush on your cheeks made a blush spread across his own. "Steve-o lick the damn salt already!" You said muffled by the lime you held in your teeth. "Oh right."

Steve-o crouched down and placed his tongue on the salt, chills shot through your spine as you felt your best friends tongue slowly move up your stomach. You looked down at Steve-o to see him looking up at you through his lashes, your face grew hot at the sight of it. The sound of people chanting your best friends name filled your ears.

Steve-o came to the end of the salt trail on your stomach and moved up to the next thing, the shot. You watched as Steve-o moved his head closely to your chest and take the shot out with his teeth. He was quick to throw his head back and down the liquid with no issue.

Steve-o spit the shot glass onto the floor and looked back at you, he saw how red your face was and how you looked at him with a look he had never seen on you before. Something about this look made Steve-o take the lime out of your mouth with his hand, when you looked at him confused Steve-o smashed his lips against yours.

You quickly accepted the kiss and spread yours legs and wrap your arms around his neck to bring him closer. Steve-o filled the space between your open legs and placed his hands on your waist where he gently ran them up and down.

But before you both went any farther you heard someone yell in the crowd, "Get a room Steve-o!" Steve-o couldn't help but pull away from your lips and laugh, you on the other hand had a crush spread across your whole face. Steve-o looked you in the eyes and smiled gently at you.

"Why don't we go back to my hotel room sugar lips?" You laughed at his nickname as you nodded in agreement.

[dangerehrenn]

OMG BAM SHOWER SEX IF U HAVEN'T DONE IT ALREADY

18+ pls, hope u enjoy ;)

fem!reader

shower sex with bam

this definitely started because he just refused to stop messing around and shower

he’s been outside all day, practising tricks on his skateboard

it’s getting late and you want to chill with him

but he’s so sweaty

so you just casually drop into conversation that you’re going to shower

he can join you if he wants

2 minutes after you step into the shower the door creeks open

and bams there with a smirk on his face

“couldn’t even wait for me?”

he takes his clothes off and gets in the shower with you

absolutely no intention of getting clean

“fuck, look at you, my girl”

he starts kissing your neck and lifts your leg up so it’s on his hip

you’re already soaked from watching him on his skateboard all day so he slips in easily

the moan he lets out as you welcome him in is absolutely sinful

as he picks up the pace you start slipping but he just picks you up and holds you against the wall as he pounds into you

you reach your high quickly, bams whines and moans causing the knot in your stomach to snap as well as the relentless thrusts

you bite down on his shoulder as he empties himself inside you with a whine

“oh baby you’re killing me” he says between kisses on your neck

you both stand, embracing the water after your heated session

“time to get cleaned up now, bam”

“why? i’m only gonna cum in you again later” he says with a wink

[roadkillxd]

past 18, cis male reader, scoops steveo

how about some work-time fun? perhaps the reader is being a filthy customer, trying to hit on Steve while he's working but Steve doesn't flirt back cause there are other customers around at the time. reader asks for a pop-sickle rather than an ice cream wink wink but, of course, Scoops Ahoy only sells ice cream, so he buys a whole lot of it (in one of those big bowls I don't know the name of) the reader stays, sucks on the spoon and makes eye-contact with Steve all the time.

when Steve's shift is over, he walks over to the reader's table (there is nobody around by that time) and plants his hand onto the table. tells the reader to follow him to the backroom cause he has a pop sickle back there which he could give him, all the while it's clear that he's hard cause the only thing which is covering his tent is the apron over it.

filthy backroom blowjob with some dominant steve who is being a bit rough with the reader cause they teased him all day... you can take it even further in any direction if you please ;))

as always, hope you have a lovely writing! from your number one fan <3

Ugh this is so hot 🥵 Thank youuu my number one fan <3 Sorry if the formatting is a little off I’m posting from my phone!

↪ 1520 words — 18+ / SMUT — tw for deep throating, breath play, man-handling, and mention of public sex.

Content tags — cis male submissive reader / cis male dominant Steve / blowjobs, masturbation.

“Hey, pretty boy,” you grin, leaning forward on the counter. Steve frowns, glancing at the customers behind you as you seem to settle in. You lower your voice to a murmur so only he can hear, a wide grin on your face, “when’s your 30, Stevie? Was hoping maybe you’d sneak me a big and juicy popsicle.”

Steve’s face flushes and he clears his throat, readjusting the stupid little sailor hat on his head as if that’ll help anything, “we don’t sell popsicles,” he says, rather loudly.

You look over your shoulder to catch the few heads that turn to eye him as he turns a deeper shade of red. You roll your eyes and turn your gaze back to him, “real subtle,” you chuckle, “missing out on quite the sweet treat, Harrington, I guarantee.”

You push off of the counter, rocking back on your heels as you examine the flavor options. Steve stands opposite you, fidgeting awkwardly, antsy for you to order and hopefully leave before he pops a boner. There’s no way the thin cotton shorts and little apron will hide anything, and he won’t be able to live down that kind of embarrassment, especially if Robin notices. And Robin will notice. She notices everything.

“I’ll get a vanilla sundae,” you grin. You can hear the middle-aged woman behind you tapping the tip of her flats as her child becomes more restless.

You grin as Steve sighs, puttering around to grab the sprinkles and a large bowl—scooping the ice cream and then moving to the hot fudge machine. He fidgets with it, slapping it with a frustrated grunt, finally getting it to spurt out some chocolate sauce.

He slides the bowl towards you, “Uh, three dollars,” he says, pecking at his register with single digits “please,” he tacks on like an afterthought.

You slide him a crumpled up five, “keep the change. Tip for the tip I’m getting later,” you grin, watching him sputter.

You move away and cackle at him whisper-yelling “worth more than two dollars!” Before he’s forced to delve into his whole voyage of flavor spiel with the permed bob cut bitch behind you.

You sit down within view of the counter, making sure to keep Steve’s attention on you whenever he’s not busy with a customer. He tries to avoid your gaze, but can’t help how his eyes draw back to you like a magnet each time, watching how you performatively let some of the vanilla ice cream dribble down your chin, thick and creamy—or how you playfully lick the spoon while holding eye contact.

He nibbles his lip and turns away, cleaning the counter for the fifth time in the last ten minutes. You eat slowly, watching as customers file out and Robin and him begin to go through the process of closing down the store. You’re nearly done with your ice cream when Robin finally leaves and Steve approaches your table.

He leans with his hip popped out against the table, his arms crossed. You lick your lips at the tent in his shorts, eye-level and pushing up underneath his apron. He clears his throat and your eyes snap up to his face, twisted into an annoyed scowl, heat in his eyes.

“You’re a real pain in my ass, you know that?” He says lowly. All the lights save for a few have been switched off, casting Steve’s face in shadow. You shiver, goosebumps rising up on your flesh in anticipation as you give him a sly smirk and a nod.

He huffs, turning to glare out past the metal grate into the darkened mall before glancing back at you, twisting and planting his hand on the table, looming, “I was wrong earlier,” he says, a small and amused smile gracing his features, “we have popsicles out back if you’re interested,” he jerks his head to the side, nodding towards the back room.

You grin, grabbing your bowl and following him as he heads behind the counter and through the double doors. You toss the bowl and spoon into one of the industrial sinks, gasping as Steve presses up against you from behind, shoving you forward and forcing you to grip tight at the counter to catch yourself.

You can feel his clothed cock grinding up against your ass and you moan low and deep as he begins to suck at your throat. He trails up to nip at your ear, breathing heavy against you, “such a fucking slut,” he breathes, “talking like that in public. Bet you’d let me fuck you in front of a whole crowd of people, huh? Or maybe drop to your knees and suck me off, show everyone how you choke on it.”

Your cock twitches at his words and you moan brokenly, going easily as he pulls you back and turns you around, grabbing your shoulders before shoving you onto your knees. You wince at the hard tile colliding with your knees, your prick beginning to fill out in your own shorts despite it.

He makes quick work of the little apron, tugging his shorts down just enough to pull his cock and balls out. You stare up at him, eyes half-lidded and panting as he grips the base of his dick, the other grabbing at the back of your head to hold you in place as he feeds it into your hot, wet mouth.

He groans deep as you suck him down, pulling at his hips to encourage him to slip down your throat. You choke and groan, the noises you make spurring him on. He moves both his hands to grip at your head, holding you in place as he starts to thrust into your mouth hard and fast, balls slapping against your chin.

You can feel your eyes begin to sting and unfocus, warm tears streaming down your cheeks and drool dribbling out of the corner of your mouth to collect at the tip of your chin. You inhale sharp and shallow through your nose, working your muscles around his prick as he forces it down your throat with each thrust, groaning and gasping above you.

“Throat’s so tight,” he murmurs, breathing heavy as he bucks into your mouth. You mewl in response, fumbling to pull your own aching dick from its confines, stroking yourself hard and fast, the pre dripping from your cockhead ample enough to ease the slide of skin.

He pulls his cock free to let you breathe, giving you a moment to shakily gasp for air, your hand still pumping your cock. He slowly strokes his own, his free hand gliding comfortingly through your hair, “so bratty ‘till I get you on your knees,” he says, soft and almost endearing, “should just tie you up and fuck this pretty mouth all the time. Finally get you to shut up.”

You moan in response, giving a weak nod of your head, so fucked out you’d probably agree to anything at this point if it meant getting off.

He swipes his thumb over your bottom lip, hooking it in front of your teeth and tugging.

“Open,” he rasps, moving his hand back up to pull at your hair. You let your jaw fall slack, tongue lolling out with a soft little ‘aah’ that makes him grin and coo mockingly.

You expect him to shove back into your mouth, whining high and petulant when he just lays his cock on the top of your tongue, holding you in place to keep you from swallowing him down again.

“Needy,” he chides, giving his leaking prick a couple more tugs, coaxing out another spurt of pre before slapping his cock wetly against your tongue, pulling you forward to slip back into your throat.

You moan, nearly delirious with the pleasure of it all. It’s so worth it working Steve up like this—pushing him until he can’t stand it. The result always leaves you pleasantly aching and sated.

Your cock throbs and pulses in your hands as the liquid heat settles heavy and light in your stomach, your hips bucking up into your own fist, eyes rolling back as you come. Steve exhales shakily at the sight, taking advantage of your lax jaw to press flush to your face, shoving your nose against his pubic hair as he comes with a shout, rutting forward like he could somehow get any deeper into you.

You swallow around him, moaning at the taste of his spend, salty and sweet. He hisses at the overstimulation, letting his softening cock slip from your lips with a tiny gasp. His sensitive dick twitches and kicks just from the feeling of your breath hot and heavy against it, making you chuff.

You moan tiredly, letting your forehead rest against his thigh as you try to catch your breath, his fingers soothingly running through your hair.

“You can just ask when you want me to be rough, y’know,” Steve says, voice soft and raspy, “don’t have to tease me like that.”

You chuckle weakly against his leg, turning to look up at him with a sly smile, “not as fun that way.”

[welcometojackass2022]

i need more sub!steveo smut content in my life 💔💔 please write for him someday!!

ooh interesting! I haven’t seen a lot of sub Steve o content so I’ll surely add something to the drafts!

[jackassbrainrot]

x reader masterlist

fluff

drive [dunn x gn!reader] that needle won't hurt you [dunn x gn!reader] pure morning [pontius x gn!reader] kiss it better part 1 [bam x m!reader] uncool as me [ehren x gn!reader] the drug you can't deny [jimmy pop x gn!reader]

smut

hating (and rearranging) your guts [bam x f!reader] there's something on your face [steveo x f!reader] nasty new compulsion [dunn x f!reader] like they do on the discovery channel [pontius x f!reader] head in the game [dico x gn!reader] one last time [dunn x f!reader] kiss it better part 2 [bam x m!reader] always right [dico x f!reader] treat me like there's no hell [bam x gn!reader] spread out [steve o x f!reader] princess treatment [dunn x f!reader] all yours [knoxville x f!reader]

angst

one last time [dunn x f!reader] bite like a dog [dunn x f!reader]

[dangerehrenn]

Can you do an aftercare HC with Knoxville?

fem!reader

johnny & aftercare

sex with johnny can either be incredibly sweet, slow and romantic

or rough, fast and dirty

barely no in between

regardless of the sex you have, he believes it’s very important to give you aftercare

he’ll always praise you

“you did an amazing job, doll”

“my gorgeous, gorgeous girl”

he’ll clean you with a damp cloth

if you’ve taken it rougher than usual he’ll run you a bath

he’ll join you if you want, he wants you as comfortable as possible

gets you both ice water, and makes sure you drink enough of it

(hydrated king)

he definitely brushes your hair for you after rough sex

especially if he’s had his hand in it while you were on your knees for him

he feels bad for getting it knotty

he’ll get you fresh underwear / pyjamas

and you can chill and watch a movie together

or just listen to some music while you talk about whatever’s on your mind

he wants you to be as relaxed as possible

always offering you snacks

“you sure you don’t want anything? not even a candy bar?”

knox is an absolute angel after sex

[dangerehrenn]

hello hello! can i please request a fic where the reader meets knoxville at one of steve-o’s apartment parties??? i’m ready for early 2000s jackass shenanigans

anddddd i’m back!! missed u guys

this is just headcanons bc i’m sooo bad at writing fics BUT if you’d like me to make it into a fic i can definitely try :)

meeting johnny at steve-o’s house party

so you’re definitely already friends with steveo

you met him when you watched him almost break his legs jumping off something

you both hit it off instantly and he regularly invites you to the parties he throws at his place

but you’ve always been busy so you couldn’t go

until tonight

you get a taxi to steveos place and you can hear the music before you even go into the building

as you walk in, you’re almost wiped out by someone on a skateboard, but you laugh it off and try to find steve

after a few minutes of looking around and not finding your friend, you give up and make your way to the kitchen for a drink

buuuut you’re not looking where you’re going

and walk straight into someone

“you alright there sweetheart?”

you look at the man you bumped into and your jaw practically drops, causing him to laugh

“i’m johnny, you are?” he prompts

“y/n”

he’ll probably say your name a few times, testing it out

then he’ll grab a beer for you from the fridge

johnny, being the cocky bastard we all love, puts his arm around your shoulder and guides you to the sofa

you both spend the night talking, and giggling at the shit jokes he’s making

after a while, you’re both sufficiently drunk

and johnny starts to push his luck a bit

but not with you

with not injuring himself showing off for you

he’ll have a go on the skate ramp that’s fixed into steve’s apartment

and he’ll fall straight on his ass

(this was his plan all along though, he wanted more attention from you)

tell him he’s cool and he’ll give you that dorky smirk he does

maybe give him a kiss on the cheek for how stupid he was being and he’d be blushing

and it’s hard to make knoxville blush

but he’ll blame it on the drinks

eventually steve turns up

and knows immediately johnny likes you

so he’ll start teasing him, causing johnny to practically jump on steveo to shut him up

after they both calm down, and the night is slowing a bit

johnny will ask you to go on a walk with him

and how could you say no

he’ll probably walk with his arm around you (could you imagine i think i’d melt if he did this)

or he’ll grab your hand

and he’s definitely the type do the thumb thing

“i’m happy i met you tonight, y/n. the party was shit before you walked into me”

[jackassbrainrot]

there's something on your face [steveo x f!reader]

desc: dating your childhood celebrity crush, who makes equally bad decisions at 50 as he did in his 20s, with equally satisfying results

a/n: written for @steveoswaif , hope you like it! I was going to write something more fluffy but I'm a slut for current steve so this derailed quickly

warnings: age gap relationship, smut, oral (f!receiving)

word count: 512

Dating your childhood celebrity crush was something you never thought would be a reality. The wild young man you once eagerly watched on TV was now lying next to you with his head in your lap as you you run your fingers through his now gray hair. You giggle to yourself at his fresh tattoo peaking over the brim of his reading glasses.

"What's up, babe?" He looks up at you, big green eyes gazing into yours fondly. "Are you gonna get that thing lasered off?" You chuckle as he sits up, feigning offense. "The other dick tattoos don't bother you but as soon as it's on my face it's a problem?" He retorts, voice dripping with fake hurt, making you laugh again. "It's on your face, babe!"

He laughs now too, before pulling you onto his lap by your thighs. His strength never fails to amaze you, how does someone in their 50s look so damn good? He smiles as he reads your thoughts from your wide eyed look, kissing you passionately and running his hands over your body.

"I'd rather have you on my face." His bluntness catches you off guard, even though he's always been that way, you chalked it up to him being young and wild. But even now, he knows what he wants and he's not afraid to say it, or go and get it.

He takes off his glasses, setting them down on the little coffee table next to the couch as he motions for you to take your clothes off. You quickly follow his silent command, shimmying out of your pjs quickly. "Eager, are we?" His raspy voice makes shivers run down your spine as he lays down on the couch. "Well take a seat then, love."

Not wasting a moment, you kneel above him, your legs framing his face as his hands start roaming your body. Suddenly, his strong hands wrap around your waist and pull you down. Air leaves your lungs as you feel his tongue move against you earnestly.

You grip his hair in an attempt to steady yourself, failing to do so as his expert mouth makes you come undone. You shake against him, his laugh vibrating against you making you even more unsteady. He revels in your noises, his pace only quickening, wanting to hear more of those pretty noises coming from your mouth.

His unrelenting pace brings you right to the edge, before he lifts you up suddenly. You groan in frustration, so close to your release. "So a dick on my face bothers you but a pussy doesn't?" He teases, drawing out another frustrated groan from you before you pull his head towards you again.

He obliges to your silent request, resuming his ministrations. His hot mouth and experienced tongue bring you to orgasm faster than you'd like to admit, making you scream out his name. His movements don't stop until he's satisfied, maneuvering you to lay on top of him, holding you close and kissing your lips softly.

"The laser appointment is next week, by the way."

[jackassbrainrot]

double trouble [pontius x f!reader x steveo]

a/n: day 3 - double penetration! had to do it with these two because of course I did. there's even less plot than usual somehow

warnings: smut, pwp, double penetration, vaginal sex, threesome

word count: 609

When Tremaine asked you to help him out with a new project, you didn't think much of it. You never expected to end up in a janky hotel room on a different continent, two pairs of hands exploring your body, the air heavy with the smell of smoke and lust.

You were lying against Steve-O's chest, his arms wrapped around you, hands running down your torso as he peppered your neck in little kisses and bites, leaving a trail of faint love bites as he went. Chris was kneeling between your spread legs, catching your mouth in a searing kiss while he traced the inside of your thigh. The constant contact made you feel like you were on a different plane, but it wasn't enough. A whine left your mouth when Chris's hand came so close before he moved it lower again, the noise making both of the men laugh.

"Just relax." Steve whispered into your ear, biting it gently. "Let us take care of you." He shot a glance to his co-star, signaling for him to stop teasing, and so he did. Chris examined your face with a smile as he pushed one finger into you gently, quickly followed by another, and another. Steve was rubbing soothing circles into your hip as your body got used to the stretch, little whimpers of discomfort soon turning into ones of pleasure.

You didn't have any time to complain when Chris pulled his fingers out of you because Steve was already maneuvering you so he could enter you. You lowered yourself on his cock, a soft sigh leaving your lips when you sank down fully. They gave you a moment to get used to the feeling before you felt Chris enter you, painfully slow to let you adjust to the stretch. You felt so full when he buried himself in you, the sensation unfamiliar and almost unnatural.

The three of you stayed like that for a while as you got used to the feeling, an experimental squeeze making the two men groan in tandem, making you chuckle. The two seemed to have the same idea as they thrust up into you at the same time, making you squeak, causing you all to erupt in a mess of giggles. "You can move. Please." The last word was barely audible, not much more than a breath.

You were a mess as soon as they started moving, nails digging into Chris's strong arms, head falling back onto Steve's shoulder. The noises leaving your mouth were pornographic, loud and so very satisfied, they were music to the Wildboyz's ears, only spurring them on. You couldn't form coherent thoughts, the pleasure in your stomach rapidly building.

"Fuck, O, look." You didn't even register Chris's words, but you felt his fingers ghost over your stomach. "That's fucking hot." Steve spoke right next to your ear and your eyes followed his hand as it moved down your torso, pressing down on the bulge of your stomach. The pressure was too much for you, pushing you over the edge as you dug your nails deeper into Chris's skin, the moan that left your mouth feeling like your lungs were being pulled out of your body.

You went limp against them, their bodies holding you up as they continued to move, chasing their own orgasms. You felt white ropes shoot inside you as you tightened around them, both of them groaning in your ear as they came. They both pulled out, and you couldn't deny that you already missed the feeling of being so full.

"We should really do that again."

Neither of them were going to argue with you.