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bards-witcher · 5 years ago

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Maybe a continuation on the previous Terroriser gangbang fic with Delirious or someone showing up and him and Terroriser get to work only to see the cum still in him and decide to eat him out and drink his friends' cum out of Brian's ass?

So I’m calling this part 3 of the gang bang saga, here’s part 1, and part 2.

As always I hope you enjoy it :D and I’m sorry for how long it took.

Warning: Explicit

Despite it being mid-morning he couldn’t help but yawn as he tried to keep his eyes open on the short walk up to Tylers’ house, despite his messed-up sleep schedule, he was surprised how tired he actually was from having to wake up early to catch his plane, he felt delirious almost.

He smiled at his joke as he dragged his feet up the stairs, hoping that someone would be up when he rang the doorbell, he’d texted Luke almost an hour ago, but with no reply, he soon felt his nerves setting in.

The anxiety of the unknown making its presence ever greater was enough to wake him up though, this was the first time his friends would be seeing him in person, and whilst he knew things would undoubtedly go well, he was more than grateful that Luke was here, someone who he knew would always support him.

When the door finally opened, he let out the breath he was holding as he saw Luke in the doorway, smiling at the older man before he quickly dropped his case in favor of reaching forward to bring him into a hug.

“About time you got here, motherfucker”

“Well some of us still gotta work, asshole” He smiled as he pulled away from his friend, moving around him to stand into the entryway, whistling a little as he looked around at the house “Damn, this place looks good, is Tyler around?”

He turned back around to see Luke carrying in his suitcase before shutting the door behind him, dropping the case as his feet before stretching his back a little bit.

“He just left to go an’ pick up some of the guys, me an’ Evan are the only ones up right now”

“Evan’s here already? Is anyone else here too?” He followed Luke as he made his way towards the kitchen, grateful for the hot cup of coffee that was shoved into his hands.

“Brian and Scotty, everyone else is comin’ today” He hummed a little at the news, surprised that Brian would be here given that it was a 4th of July celebration, but he wasn’t going to complain as his mind started to wonder with some of the more explicit thoughts he’d had of the Irishman over recent months.

He ignored the strange glance Luke gave him as he felt a blush color his cheeks, indulging himself a little more in his thoughts, enjoying the fact that he’d be spending the next week with the Irishman, plenty of time to make his move.

So deep in his thoughts that he jumped a little when he heard footsteps behind him, turning only to see Evan tentatively walking towards him, a shy smile on his face.

“Delirious?”

“The one and only” He put down his coffee cup in favor of holding his arms out to bring the younger man into a hug, pulling him tight against him as they smiled and laughed at finally being united.

Easy chatter then flowed easily between the three of them as they moved to sit back in the living room, smiling into his cup at the little glances he could see between the two of them, not to mention the little quips and lingering touches, and last but not least, noting the slight limp Evan seemed to have when he walked.

He was happy for the both of them, as he saw the relationship developing between the two of them. It was about time Luke found someone and he’s glad he found it in a friend, feeling assured in the fact that he knew Evan would treat his brother right, but even still he’d make sure to give his customary threat to the younger man to warn him not to harm Luke.

It had been about an hour since he arrived that the others finally joined them, trying his best not to ogle as Brian came down wearing only a pair of sweatpants, feeling jealousy prickle at the back of his neck as he saw the hickies littering his neck and chest, watching the Irishman distinctly curl in on himself under his glare whilst everyone else just smirked at him.

Still, he stood up to bring his friend into a hug, gripping him tight, possessively almost, for several seconds longer than what would be considered friendly, not that he cared. At least until he saw the younger man’s wince of pain as he tried to walk, noting the limp to his stride which Brian tried his best to hide, feeling his hackles rise up somewhat at the fact.

It’s several hours later that he’s finally settled down, having been introduced to a number of his other friends as the house quickly became full of people, noise filtering through the house no matter where you stood, his initial worry having melted away at the new, but strangely familiar scenario due to the presence of his friends around him.

It’s now late afternoon when he finds Brian alone in the kitchen cleaning up a couple of utensils, quietly sneaking up behind him to press himself against the other man’s back, laughing at the shout of surprise from the younger man.

“What tha fock, Del, you tryin’ to kill me”

“I was jus’ admirin’ the view” He appreciated the blush that colored Brians’ cheeks, noting that after the initial shock, the other man made no move to leave his hold, in fact, he’s sure Brian was pressing back against him slightly, hiding his smile in the Irishman’s shoulder.

Tentatively he moved a hand to Brian’s hip, feeling the other man stiffen in his hold for all of a second before relaxing again, sure that he can hear a breathless sigh from the other man as his finger began to tempt the skin just underneath his shirt.

“Del-”

“Call me Jon”

“Jon…I don’t know if this is a good idea”

“Why not? I’ve seen the marks all over your chest, you worried about whoever left them findin’ out? D’you think they’d notice if I left a couple of my own?” He laughed a little as he let his teeth graze the other man’s neck, enjoying the shiver he can feel travel through the other man.

“Jon”

He hums at the shuddering exhale of his name as he gently trails his nails across the other man’s abdomen, feeling another shiver travel through the man at the touch, kissing the back of his neck when he feels Brian grind his ass back against his dick a little bit.

“Is that a yes?” The nod from Brian is all he needs before he’s grabbing onto his hand and dragging him towards the laundry room he’d found earlier in his exploration of the house, bringing the man into a heated kiss as soon as the door shut behind them.

He wasted no time in taking off the younger man’s shirt, quickly unbuckling and tugging his jeans down as well before lifting him to sit on the edge of the washer.

Immediately he made his way between his parted legs, pressing kisses across his neck and giving small nips here and there as he felt Brian grip at his hair, letting out a moan as he felt Brians’ other hand try to take off his shirt.

With a small growl he broke away from the Irishman to tear off his shirt before pressing against him again, hands moving to the back of Brians’ thighs to bring his ass to the edge of the machine below him, his hands beginning to palm whatever part of the other man’s ass that he could reach.

With a final nip of his teeth on the younger man’s collarbone, he moved his hand so that his finger could begin to tease at his hole, only to find his way blocked by hard rubber.

He gave Brian a confused look for a moment, watching as the other man’s face blushed bright red before he knelt down, maneuvering the other man slightly so that he could see his ass, feeling his dick twitch a little as he saw the plug sitting comfortably in Brians’ ass.

He raised a testing hand forward, his finger hooking around the small metal loop at the plug’s base and giving the slightest of tugs, watching with a somewhat fascinated look on his face as he saw Brians’ ass clench around it in an effort to keep it in.

Through hooded eyes he looked up at the Irishman, who’s blush had now spread to his chest and eyes dark with lust as he looked down on him expectantly, he simply gave the other man a final smirk before he turned back to the plug, gently pulling it out as the man above him writhed slightly.

Once the plug was out his eyes became fixed on Brians’ hole, watching it clench around air before he saw come trickling out of it, licking his lips a little as he watched it begin to trail down between his ass cheeks.

When he saw the first drop of come threaten to fall to the floor he immediately leaned up to catch it with his tongue, licking back up the trail it had made back to Brians’ hole, teasing the edge of his rim a little, but not pushing his tongue in yet.

He pulled away again, watching with bated breath as more come leaked from the other man, only this time he didn’t wait as he once again moved to lick at it, moaning at the taste and the hand he could feel begin to tug at his hair.

It wasn’t long before he moved away again, smiling at the strained groan he could hear from Brian as he gave the hole one last lick before moving the plug to press into him once again, enjoying the slight hitch in breath from the Irishman once it was fully seated before he stood back up, immediately leaning down to kiss the other man.

The both of them moaned into the kiss, pressing himself as closely as he could to the other man as his hands moved to grip at his hips as he ground his still clothed dick on Brians’ bare ass.

“See you hadda lot of fun last night, wanna tell me who the lucky fella is?” He smirked a little as Brian remained silent, moving his lips from the other man’s mouth to begin sucking small marks across his neck “You not gonna talk, baby”

All he got from the other man was a strained groan as he sucked harshly on a particular spot on his neck, laughing a little at the tight hold he felt grab onto his hair as he began to lick at the bite mark he’d made before he began to nibble at it.

He moved his hand to tug at the plug in Brian again, huffing a laugh when the other man squirmed underneath him, teasing at his rim a little more as he kissed his way up the other man’s throat to then nibble at his ear.

“C’mon Brian, tell me who filled you up” There were a couple of exhales from the younger man, as if he was trying to get an answer out, only he could do little else but hold onto him and let him do as he pleased, which was more than fine with him “Was it Tyler? Or maybe Scotty? Evan? Luke?” He punctuated each name with a kiss, but when there was no answer he pulled away to face the Irishman “Or was it all of ‘em,”

He couldn’t help but laugh when he saw Brians’ face turn bright red, the other man turning his head away from him slightly to avert his gaze, all whilst he nervously bit at his bottom lip.

“You let all of ‘em fuck you, baby? Betcha I could fuck you better than all of ‘em”

“Quit talkin’ and prove it then” He couldn’t stop the wide smile on his face, one that he could see made Brian almost instantly regret ever saying it, but he only leaned down to nuzzle at his neck whilst he slowly began to pull the plug out.

“Oh I ain’t gonna fuck you today Bri, I’m jus’ wonderin’ what they’ll do to you tonight when they find your ass empty,” He smiled into Brians’ neck as he spoke, chuckling a little when he felt a shiver travel down the other man’s spine “And I’ll be on the other side of that door listenin’ to everythin’,”

“Del, please,”

“From now on your gonna-gonna meet me here e’rryday so I can lick the come out of you before I fuck you so good, agreed?” With his mouth nibbling at Brians’ neck he felt the other man nod his head whilst he let out a plea, the Irishman quickly bringing him into another short kiss before he pulled away, laughing at the small whine from Brian before he was kneeling again.

He kept his eyes fixed on the other man, eager to see his reaction as he pulled the plug out of him again and watching him let out a small moan as he leaned his head back before he quickly looked down to watch as the come began to leak out of his hole.

As before, he separated the distance between them to lick it back up, his hands reaching up to part his ass cheeks so that he could begin to probe his tongue at his hole.

He moaned a little at the taste, using his hands to manoeuvre the other man a little as he finally pushed his tongue into him, letting out a small chuckle at the broken moan from Brian and the hand he could feel tangle in his hair as his tongue kept lapping as best as it could at the come still in the Irishman.

Making sure that Brian was balanced on the machine, he reached a hand down to pull his straining dick out of his pants, only giving it a couple of strokes before his hand wandered up to Brians’ dick, chuckling again at the drawn-out groan from the other man as he began fucking his tongue into his hole as well as now moving his hand to match the pace he’d set.

In the next moment he was pulling his tongue out, ignoring the whine from Brian as he slowly moved his other hand still on Brians’ ass to gently press a finger into his hole, keen to prevent the remaining come from escaping whilst he moved his mouth to begin sucking at the other man’s balls a little, enjoying the small breathless sighs from him before the hand in his hair was tugging him further up so that he was now facing Brians’ dick.

He aimed a wicked smile up at the Irishman, making sure that the other man was watching him as he eagerly began sucking at the other man’s dick, all whilst his finger started to fuck into him.

On a particular movement of his mouth that had Brians’ dick hitting the back of his throat, he had to move the hand that had been on the other man’s dick onto his hip instead to keep him fixed in place due to the thrust Brian gave at the treatment.

However, the other man didn’t despair too long as he quickly let out a short cry when he angled the thrust of his finger slightly, a sly smile now on his lips now that he knew he’d hit his prostate.

He kept up the motion, leaving Brian nothing a moaning mess above him, blabbering words that made no sense but could only pick out his name every now and then as he continued to suck the other man down, at least until he’d had enough and pulled off, ignoring the hand trying to tug him back down as he began to nip at the pale thighs either side of his head.

As he began placing small marks along his thighs, previously untouched skin which he was sure would get the Irishman into hot water with the other guys when they found them, the fact sending a small shiver through him at as he gradually started moving his mouth back towards his hole, licking at the rim where some come had been forced out due to his finger still fucking into him.

He stilled his finger for a moment, moving it slightly to rub against the other man’s prostate before moving it around in an effort to pick up as much come as he could before pulling it out, once again looking up at Brian as he worked his tongue around his finger in an effort to lick off every last drop that he could.

He watched as Brian lay back on the washer so that he could trail a hand to his dick, allowing the other man to jerk himself off a little, only to then pull Brians’ hand from his dick to replace it with his own, not wasting another moment before he was pressing his tongue into his hole again, quickly picking up the pace all while Brian ground back against him.

He kept up the movements, even when his wrist started to hurt and his jaw ache, but it was more than worth it when he heard Brian finally lose it, a broken shout of his name which quickly derailed into short moans and whines, pulling his tongue out of him so that he could stand up to watch the rest of his orgasm, letting out a small hum as he saw the copious amount of come coating his chest.

With a whine from Brian and the way he tried to move away from his hold, he released the hand that had been on the other man’s dick to move it to his own, jacking himself off as fast as he could, letting out small grunts as he tried to pry his orgasm out of him.

He felt himself edging ever closer to his release, however, he was stopped by a hand on his wrist, looking up at Brian who now had a determined look on his face before shoving him away slightly so that he could get off of the washer to instead kneel in front of him.

Without wasting another moment he felt Brian grip at his dick before furiously jerking him off, leaving him unable to do much else as he cupped the side of the younger man’s head with his hand, biting his lip to keep back some of his louder moans and watching through hooded eyes as Brian let out his own small moans, mouth open, practically panting against the head of his dick which only sent another shot of pleasure through him.

It was then that his orgasm hit him like a brick wall, having snuck up on him so that he could barely get out a strangled groan before he was coming across Brians’ face, the other man didn’t seem to mind as he eagerly pumped his fist, sticking his tongue out to catch a couple of ropes of come before letting him finish across the rest of his face, the sight of his come now coating Brians’ face giving him a sick sense of satisfaction.

It was with a pained grunt that Brian finally released the hold he had on his dick, giving the other man a bright, lopsided smile that was easily returned to him, his expression softening slightly as he continued to watch him.

With the hand still cupping Brians’ face, he began to trail a thumb through his come before bringing it to edge at the other man’s lips, humming when it was eagerly sucked into the younger man’s mouth, his tongue making sure to lick off every drop before he withdrew it to drag across his face again, repeating the process over and over until there was no sign of him on the Irishman but the marks he’d left.

He continued to stare at him for a moment longer before pulling the other man up to face him, bringing him into a slow kiss that the other man seemed more than willing to share with him, trailing his hands down his body to grab at his thighs before picking him up to once again set him down on the washer, content to just enjoy the moment he’d dreamed about for so long.

It was only when his need for air made itself known that he pulled away, leaning down to begin nipping at his neck before trailing further down further to begin licking at the come still coating Brians’ chest with long swipes of his tongue.

He chuckling when he felt Brian squirm beneath him, the other man trying to keep back his own laugh as he lapped at his stomach until his head was finally pulled away and brought up so that Brian could kiss him again.

This kiss was shorter, and it was with a sigh that he pulled away, resting his forehead briefly against Brian’s before he moved away from him to pick up their shirts and the plug that had since been discarded.

Ina swift movement he chucked a shirt at Brian for him to put on again, whilst quickly putting on his own shirt before he kneeled down to pull the other man’s ass back to the edge of the washer, wiping off the last remnants of come on some cloth that he found before he slowly pressed it back into him, the Irishman letting out a long sigh as he did so.

He pressed a final kiss to Brians’ thigh before he stood back up, tugging the other man back off of the machine so that he could pull his jeans back up again, bringing him into another kiss as he buckled up his belt, a grin already forming on his face.

“I look forward to hearin’ you tonight” He whispered the sentence out, almost as if he didn’t want to break whatever moment the two of them were sharing, delighting far too much in the flushed cheeks and bright grin Brian gave back to him.

“Ya know, if ye ask them, I’m sure they’d let you join in, then you can fock me properly instead of givin’ me false promises, ye bastard” All he could do was laugh at him before he leaned down to suck another mark on his neck in retaliation.

“Be patient, promise I’ll have your ass against this dryer tomorrow, more than once if you’re good”

“I’ll hold you to that” He gave another smile before Brian captured his lips again, more of a glorified peck on the lips, before the other man pulled away from him, moving away with an exaggerated saunter to his hips and throwing him a wink over his shoulder.

He couldn’t help but laugh though when Brian accidentally stumbled into the door when he was looking at him, tears quick to form in his eyes at the sight whilst the Irishman only threw him a glare and the middle finger before leaving him alone to recompose himself, quick to follow after him and re-join their friends, trying to hold back his smile as his thoughts drifted to what the rest of the week had in store for him.

#sm/ut #ns/fw #terrorlirious?#deliriser?#I'll let you guys argue on the name #h2o delirious #terroriser

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ghostee-atlas · 5 years ago

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hey look, something sad because nothing good ever happens in my life. enjoy this angst i wrote for myself.

Cold tears slid down Jonathan’s cheeks as he sat on the equally as cold floor of his bathroom, back pressed against the full length mirror that sat against the wall. A hand covered his mouth as he silently sobbed, hoping not to disturb his roommate Luke. He didn’t particularly want to deal with Luke’s over-the-top worrying at the moment.

The blue case of Jonathan’s phone that sat next to him was visible through his tears and he shakily picked up the device. Just holding it made tears prick at the corners of his eyes, but he clicked the phone screen on anyway. His messages were still pulled up and a quiet sob slipped past his lips.

The messages between him and Brian stared him in the face and he could feel his heart break all over again. The two had known each other for around two years, quickly becoming best friends when they first met online and developing feelings for each other even quicker after that.

Jon had been the first to confess his feelings and Brian had returned them. Yet Brian refused to let their feelings go anywhere due to the fact that Jonathan lived in the states and Brian lived in Ireland. It had hurt Jon at the time, but he had believed he had quickly gotten over it. There were too many distractions at the time for him to truly access his feelings.

And, somehow, the two found their way back to each other after a few months. Quickly falling back into place like noting had happened. They were quick to return to their old ways of talking and flirting everyday.

Those few weeks went by amazingly. Jonathan was happy to have a distraction from the chaos that was his life. Until he became unsure of his feelings. It wasn’t like he meant to. All of the bad things going on around him made him doubt his feelings and made him feel like he was only using Brian as a distraction and he didn’t want to do that. Brian didn’t deserve that. So Jon was the one to stop things between them that time. And slowly he forgot about Brian.

A year went by. Jonathan found other people to take interest in. To fall in love with. None of them lasted though. Jon even wasted his entire summer on a guy named Tyler, just to be ghosted two days after his birthday. It was just a trail of breakups and exes.

It was while Jonathan was dating a nice dude named Brock- that his friend Evan had set him up with because Evan was dating Brock’s best friend Marcel- that he got a text message. He was shocked to discover that the text was from Brian. The two hadn’t talked in about a year so Jon was confused as to why the other was messaging him out of the blue.

But even though the two hadn’t talked in a year. they were, once again, quick to fall back into their old routine. His relationship with Brock didn’t last long, leaving Jonathan’s feelings for Brian to hit him full force once again. It shocked Jon at first. He never realized that he had actually harbored feelings for Brian for two years.

Months went by as the two talked. With each passing day, Jon’s feelings for Brian grew more than they ever had.

Then Brian got distant. Never answering Jonathan as fast as he used to. Jonathan wanted to believe that Brian was just busy, they did each have things occupying their lives at that point, but it got to the point where Brian would have a five minute conversation with him and then not answer for a day, or multiple, at a time.

Jonathan tried to leave it alone for a couple weeks, but it got to the point where he just couldn’t deal with it anymore. He confronted Brian looking for answers as to why the other suddenly refused to talk to him.

That’s what led to Jonathan sitting on his bathroom floor in tears, heart practically ripped from his chest. Brian had simply given up on him. Deciding that the distance wasn’t worth it even though he had claimed that Jon was his soulmate just months before. What hurt the most, though, was that Brian had claimed that Jon would always hold a special place in his heart.

Jonathan knew better. He knew that Brian would forget about him in a couple weeks while he was left to hurt for who knows how long. Otherwise, Brian wouldn’t have just given him up that easy. Someone wouldn’t just let go of someone they believed was made for them for two years.

So Jonathan cried. He cried for someone that could never possibly care for him the way he cared about them. And it hurt.

#h2o delirious #the terroriser #terroriser #terrorlirious #bbs #bbs fanfic #bbs fic #bbs ships #just got my heart broken #so i'm depressed #angst #:(

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