Kissing In Cars

Mike's POV SMUT

I've been watching Patrick and Jesse this whole time. And what have they been doing? Fucking flirting all night.

What's the matter with Pat? He fucking knows I like him! He can't just sit over there flirting with Jesse right in front of my fucking face. What a jerk! He wanted me before, why can't he want me again? Jesse's not even good looking. Fucking bitch. He's a bitch, that's what he is.
I swear if I could go over there right now, I'd slap them both. Okay...maybe not Pat, but Jesse's gonna die tonight. I'm gonna fucking push him in the fire an-

"We need to talk." Gerard whispered beside me. I sighed and got up with him, leaving the group behind and going off somewhere else away from everyone, further into the woods.

"What?" I growled. I'm so fucking pissed. Fucking Patrick.

"You need to chill." Gerard spoke. "You're fucking murdering them with your eyes. Geez, they're not even kissing, what's the problem?"

"What's the problem?! Oh, I don't know, probably that they've been flirting all night!" I seethed.

"Dude, they're not even flirting!" Gerard argued.

"Yea, well you're supposed to be making me feel better! You're supposed to be on my side!"

"I am on your side!"

"Well it doesn't fucking l-"

I didn't get a chance to finish my sentence because next thing I know, Gerard has his lips on mine. I'm completely shocked. I can't move.

"I'm on your side." Gerard whispered, looking me in the eyes. "Let me help you."

And with that his lips were back on mine. This time I kissed back, I closed my eyes and parted my lips, letting his warm tongue into my mouth. He pressed me up against a tree and rolled his hips into mine.

"Fuck..." I moaned.

"Come on, Mike. Forget about Patrick for a night. Let me show you my wild side." Gerard whispered in my ear. That alone was enough to convince me. I haven't had sex in a long time and I'm ready to give him everything right now. He stuck his hand down my jeans and grabbed a hold on my throbbing erection.

"P-Please...I-I want you to fuck me." I gasped. Gerard shook his head.

"One thing at a time, Mikey." Gerard whispered again. "I wouldn't want you to regret anything..."

He smashed his lips back to mine and pulled my pants all the way down, along with my boxers. I was completely exposed now, I just wanted him to touch me. I need him to touch me.

"Gerard, p-please.." I begged.

"Please what?" Gerard smirked.

"Touch me,"

Gerard kissed down my neck and bit down on it a few times before getting on his knees and kissing my thighs gently, everytime getting closer to my dick but never actually touching it. It was agonizing.

"Please, just do something." I whined.

He squeezed my ass in his hands and started kissing my shaft all the way up to the tip. He finally took my cock in his hands and stroked me slowly.

"F-Faster, please..."

He pumped me faster, looking up at me at the same time that he ran his tongue across my tip. I tangled my fingers in his hair and watched as he took me all the way into his mouth.

"Y-Yes, fuck..." I moaned, pulling at his hair a little while he moved his head up and down.

His slow pace soon picked up to a faster one and I was losing control. I squirmed around, and let out a loud moan when he swirled his tongue on my tip a bunch of times. He took me completely out of his mouth and flicked his wrist quickly, rubbing his thumb across my tip.

"I wanna see you cum, Mikey." Gerard spoke seductivly. I was coming close to my peak, he licked up my shaft and swirled his tongue at the tip again. Just when I thought it couldn't get any better, he sucked me all the way into the back of his throat.

"Oh Fuuck!" I shut my eyes and arched my back.

"I-I'm gonna fu-fucking cum!" I moaned. He pulled me out of his mouth and pumped me as fast as he could, with his mouth wide opened, looking me right in the eyes. With one last moan, I came, shooting into his mouth.

"Oh fuuuckk! Yeessss! F-Fuck, Gerard!" He swallowed the cum and even liked me up one last time to clean me off.

"Forget about Patrick." Gerard whispered. He kissed me one last time and then he pulled my pants up.

"I'll be in the tent." He spoke. And I was left in total shock of what had just happened.

-

I walked back toward the tents, everyone was away from the fire except for Kellin and Vic. They were dancing. I'd usually make fun of how gay it was, but I don't know...I kind of just stood there watching them. I have to admit, I was jealous. Not angry jealous, but sad jealous. I want something like that.

"I love you." I heard Kellin say.

"I love you too." Came Vic's reply. Great, they're in love too. And then they were kissing...and I just felt even more sad. I want that with Patrick...they were adorable. My brother's lucky.

I sighed and walked quietly to my tent. Sure enough Gerard was in there, already asleep. I looked at him and sighed. He could help me get over Pat, right? I mean he just sucked me off in the fucking woods. If that doesn't mean he's into me, then I don't know what will. I bet Patrick and Jesse are in their tent right now, cuddling and shit. Like Vic and Kellin. Lucky bastards.

I think I hate them. Yea, I hate them because they're possibly the cutest couple I've seen in a while. I hate Patrick too. I hate him because he doesn't want me. I hate Gerard. I hate him because he's hot and he's left me a little confused. And then I hate Jesse because he's a fucking fucked up man stealing man whore who can't keep his fucking hands off of my man and likes to steal other peoples crushes because he likes to sit in his cabin by himself and laugh evilly about it when he's by himself.

Fucking asshole. He's sick. Can't he get his own man? He can't just claim Pat like that. I swear I could murder him. I hope his hair catches on fire. I hope he gets mauled by a fucking grizzly bear. Fucking prick.

I lied down and got into my sleeping bag, and quickly went to sleep. I do not want to be awake right now.

-

Kellin's POV

Vic and I were pretty tired so we headed into the tent to sleep. Mike and Gerard were both asleep but...Jesus, Mike looked pissed.

"God, I never knew someone could look so angry in their sleep." I whispered.

"Yea, I wonder what's gotten into him. He usually loves sleep." Victor laughed softly.

"Fucking bitch." Mike mumbled. Vic and I both looked down at Mike, shaking his head 'no' and pouting a little as he slept. Well damn, what's going on in his dreams?

"Okay...let's just go to sleep." Vic shrugged. We didn't bother using our sleeping bags. We preferred cuddling, so we just put the blanket over ourselves. I was the little spoon in this relationship. I loved it. It was great...Vic running his fingers through my hair softly, kissing my neck occasionally, holding one of my hands. It was perfect. I was really happy.

Then that all went away when I looked to Mike and he was just staring back at me. I jumped up and shrieked.

"What the fuck?! You scared me!" I spoke angrily.

"Can you two stop doing that?" Mike asked, looking angry.

"Doing what?" Vic asked.

"Kissing...I can hear the fucking smooches in my sleep. Shh!" Mike groaned. He rolled over and put an arm around the sleeping red head next to him. Well then.

"Mm, just sleep..." Vic sighed behind me. He sounded really tired so I rolled over and buried my face into his chest, snuggling in close for his arms to tighten around me. And I closed my eyes, falling asleep to the soft sound of his heartbeat.

Notes

I know this chapter is everywhere! xD oh my god, I don't even know. I hope you liked it though?

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