Warning: This fan fiction consist of many adult themes such as; masturbation, adult magazines, yaoi, voyeurism , an upcoming lemon, and eventually a threesome. If these themes aren't your cup of tea please don't read any further.
Late at night the boys of the 104th training squad have a habit of passing stories around, whether it may be the latest hook up , ghost stories , superstitions, or any rumor at all. The hallways of their bunkers are dark and their rooms are dimly lit. They attempt to be as quiet as possible or they could get in trouble with the night watch or even worse with Keith.
" Armin I really doubt that old shed is haunted" , Eren whispered " I mean just because Franz and Hannah got spooked out it doesn't mean that there is a ghost. Who knows, maybe they just got pranked - "
" But Eren everyone knows its true !" Connie sharply interrupted " Everyone knows that ten years ago the 5th top ranking boy of the 94th trainee squad and his girlfriend who ranked 2nd were murdered by their colleagues, in order to place in the top ten"
" Its true," Dazz proclaimed in fear, eyes popping out of his head" I even heard that they found their bodies hanging from their 3-D gear backwards !"
The room went quiet and all the boys trembled and quivered silently under their blankets, that is until Reiner slightly irritated said " Don't be silly that's just an old story that Keith say to scare the cadets away. He probably just has some thing hidden in there."
" Ooh! Like maybe porn magazines !" Connie blurted
" its probably something important, like old documents or maybe weapons, but its highly unlikely that its porn" Berthold shook his head slightly embarrassed.
Thomas shook his head slightly embarrassed and said " Perhaps Keith simply wants to keep cadets away from the shed so they don't run off and elope at night"
" Besides the thought of Keith having a large porn collection hidden there sounds silly, that would make him a mega pervert considering he could keep those types of things in his room easily " Marco said
" Actually I wouldn't actually be surprised" Connie snorted " We all know he probably doesn't laid ! "
Everyone in the room burst out laughing. Everyone knew that Keith didn't get laid, which is why he was grouchy all of the time and took out his frustration on the trainees.
" Connie you know that his wife left him for the milk man right!" Reiner scolded " I think he is going through a divorce now"
The thought of that grumpy, shriveled up hard ass keeping a huge porn stash to himself was slightly disturbing yet hilariously implausible to them , alas a man has needs. However teenage boys also have needs and an undying curiosity to learn new things. To leave it at that a devious little idea crossed Jean's mind. As you see the boys rooms are cramped , contact with girls at night is limited, as well as the fact that privacy is non existing. However anyone knows that boys around their age have pesky little needs that need to be tended to. Thus Jean decided that he would some how sneak in to the shed and get his hands on those magazines, if they existed at all .
Between lectures and hand to hand combat the trainees had a break . Connie was busy attempting to scare Mina and Christa with the haunted shed story but once Yimir caught on to his little act and gave him death glare he practically ran for it. Armin was laying beneath a tree limbs sprawled out on the grass reading . Annie was off on her own giving innocent bystanders the death glare. Eren persuaded Reiner and Berthold to spar with him earlier and Mikasa was force feeding Sasha as punishment for her relentless teasing. Jean kept looking but his friend Marco was no where to be found.
" Hey Thomas have you seen Marco around?" Jean asked he was passing by the blonde boy.
" The last time I walked passed him was at the library, he picked up some book and by the looks of it he was really in to it" He replied as he hastily ran to catch up with the rest of his friends.
This answered Jean's question, you see when Marco picked up a book he got into it almost as bad as Armin. He walked through the hallways until he got past a big wooden arched door, past a few book shelf's and there he was sitting on a chair beneath the window. The sun lit his pale face making his freckles pop out and bring out a glimmer in his warm brown eyes.
" Oi, Marco!" Jean called out as the cute freckled boy peeped up from his book " Do you really think that old shed is haunted?"
Now that really caught his attention " Why on earth would you want to find out?" His eyes widened and he responded with a blunt " Damn it Jean everyone is really freaked out by that shed, especially after what happened to Franz and Hannah!"
" But you know just as easily as me that Hannah gets spooked out easily," Jean smirked and said " Where is your sense of adventure buddy?"
" Well I don't know …... to be honest I'm kind of scared "
" Come on don't you wanna find out?"
" Alright," Marco sighed " but just this once, it'll be your fault if anything happens though"
Jean smiled to himself, mission accomplished and the boys headed out to combat practice.
" Ouch" Jean yelped as Marco applied ointment to his bruised shoulders.
" You know, you and Eren should probably stop going hard core at each other during hand to hand combat." Marco scolded him.
" But he was practically asking for it." Jean barked back " He fucking pisses me off!"
" The two of you just end up hurting each other badly" Marco shook his head " Besides how else are we supposed to sneak out to the old shed tonight with you covered in so many bruises"
And just like that all of the pain went away, the thrill of adventure , the excitement and the adrenaline rush attributed to the possibility of discovering something new.
" I think ill manage" Jean snapped eagerly " We'll just get a lantern and ill wake you up once the rest of the boys go to sleep. Besides Connie has night watch duty today and you know how he is"
Marco just nodded considering the fact that they both new that Connie had a tendency of falling a sleep on the job, and he said " Alright , just don't overdo yourself."
The lights went out and as an hour went by Jean and he knew all of the boys were sleeping considering the fact that Eren was sprawled out all over his bed and Reiner was snoring loudly like a bear.
" Marco." Jean whispered as he gently nudged the other boy " Marco... wake up"
" ngh..." he groaned as he lazily got up and put on his shoes. They tiptoed past the other boys beds without making a single sound and walked past the corridors where surely Connie had already fallen a sleep uncomfortably in a wooden chair. Outside they noticed that the lights on Keith's cabin were off and they made a run for it.
The old shed was quiet and there was an opening through a window near a few piles of hay. Jean hoisted Marco up through the opening laying the lantern safely on the floor of to the side. Then Marco attempted to pull Jean up through the small window and even though he succeed the laws of physics decided to play a little joke on them and Jean fell right on top of Marco. The freckled boy hoped the night masked his flushing cheeks and that the silent night did not give away the sound of his heart beat.
" Ouch !" Jean barked out in pain as something else landed on his head, it was a pile of dusty old magazines.
The boys got up and noticed a the towering silhouette of a whole bunch of boxes stacked up on a table. Jean turned on the lantern again and noticed the content of said pieces of literature. On the cover of that magazine was nice curvy woman legs spread out through out the centerfold wearing only bunny ears and a bow tie.
" Holly fuck I can't believe Connie was right !" Jean exclaimed, his eyes filled with excitement. His eyes were already grazing through the once glossy pages of the magazine.
" All I have to say is, I cant believe that Keith is in to this kind of stuff." Marco blushed embarrassed as he browsed through the entire collection
" Marco, look this one looks interesting" Jean held up a magazine and excitedly showed him the cover which read " Military Police Babes 4 Hard Core !"
They sat down on an old dusty couch laying the lantern on a stool beside them. The freckled boy gulped and inspected the cover it was a blonde bomb shell wearing only her 3-D maneuver gear and military police jacket. Her large breast protruded from her harness and her legs were spread out all over the page with only a hand between her inner thighs.
" Damn" both boys sighed.
Flipping though a few pages of models splayed out on luxurious couches, with their chests pressed against glass tables, and suspended from their gear in the air. This was enough to get any adolescent boy's blood pumping. Jean felt his blood rush to his nether regions, his hardness pressing through the constricting fabric of his pants. Marco's cheeks were flushed tomato red, feeling the same side effects as his friend. On to the next page, It was a smoking hot red head suspended from her harness being toyed by a blonde. This was way too much for Jean to handle looking up and staring at his friend.
" You know how we don't get much privacy back in the barracks ….." Jean briefly stated as his friend just looked at him shyly nodding. " I wont tell if you wont tell"
Marco nodded even a proper respectful boy such as himself had needs. " Yeah lets just not tell any of the other boys about this"
And with that Jean took a deep breath and started to undo his fly while Marco timidly began to feel himself through his pants. The freckled boy was deeply embarrassed , he'd never touched himself with anyone else around , and this had to be with his best friend out of all people. Jean released his throbbing cock from the constricting fabric and Marco did his best to keep his gaze on the dusty pages muttering holly shit as he turned the page over . He couldn't take it anymore all he needed was to feel a little touch, so he took a deep breath and unbuttoned his pants releasing his length an began to stroke himself slowly, rubbing his thumb trough the head spreading beading pre-cum through out his length. Jean on the other hand just spit on his palm and began moving his hand up and down with his free hand grunting as he flipped through the mag. A shy moan escaped the other boys lips as his hand tightened on his length and bucked his hips.
It was difficult to pretend no one else was beside him and his heart palpitated wildly as he continued to stroke himself up and down while his other hand fondled his balls. His cheeks were probably still flushed, and as awkward and as embarrassing the situation may have been he continued to enjoy himself feeling slightly guilty. Jean on the other hand didn't give the situation much though and was thoroughly enjoying himself gazing at every man's fantasy staring at the tantalizing centerfold of Military Police Babes 4 Hard Core with his pants around his ankles.
" Fuck I'm close" Jean grunted.
" Me too" Marco panted " Almost there"
The rhythm of their hands pumping sped up in between heavy pants and everything from deep moans to soft silent groans. Jeans eyes remained fixed on the centerfold fantasizing over the bare back beauties grazing its pages as his hand grasped his cock firmly bucking his hips . Marco could only hear his own heart with every unsteady beat until he let his mind go blank in a moment of ecstasy. Both boys climaxed and spilled their warm bodily fluids on to their hands. Sweat dribbling down their foreheads in the heat of the night glistening through the dimly lit room. It only took Marco a second for the realization that he had just played with himself in front of his best friends feeling slightly ashamed.
Not a word was spoken and they cleaned up the mess with a few dusty old newspapers. Pants were pulled up zippers zipped, and buttons closed .
" We should check out the rest of the collection some other time" Jean smiled content and satisfied after the adventure.
Marco simply nodded and smiled. He felt some form of feeling that he quite couldn't put a finger on but he felt slightly ashamed to admit his emotions. So all he could do was just nod and smile.