Nepeta had told you not to, she had warned you that cool kids are stuck up bastards. She told you that they were nothing but nasty, manipulative jerks, but you hadn't listened. And that is exactly why you're on your knees, swallowing the cum of none other than Dave Strider himself. He smirks down at you, crimson red eyes filled with lust as he grabs your hair and forces your mouth back onto his dick. You close your eyes and try not to choke as he thrusts into your mouth, repeatedly slamming against the back of your throat. Thank god you knew how to control your gag reflex.

"Oh my fucking god." Dave purrs deeply, letting a loud moan escape his lips.

Behind you John chuckles. You hear his zipper go down, and suddenly he's upon you, grinding against your ass in only his underwear. It makes you moan, although it's muffled by Dave's cock.

"Dave he's so hard it's like he's about to burst out his pants!" John says, and oh god, the chuckle he gets from the Strider is amazing. John's hands wander all over your body, one hand sneaking into your pants, the other toying with your nipples.

"John, save some of that ass for me." Dave hisses, which makes John smirk and grind harder against your ass. Just the feeling of his erection makes you moan like a fucking pornstar. The Strider infront of you growls and thrusts deeper into your throat, eyes now filled with jealousy. It's as if they were playing tug of war with you, and John was winning. Nervously, you drag your tongue up and down Dave's cock, puffing your cheeks out, trying to make him feel more pleasure. It's definitely working. You knew you shouldn't be doing this.

You shouldn't be giving in to their perverse fantasies, but you are, and you're fucking enjoying it. John rakes his nails on your back, leaving marks on your tan skin. How would you be able to explain that to Nepeta tomorrow? You had told her you were going to bowling practice, but now you were pretty sure she wouldn't believe such a bold-faced lie.

It takes only a few minutes before Dave shoots his load out, letting his genetic material squirt onto your face. It gets in your hair and mouth, making you let out a childish whine. John laughs from behind you, rubbing your erection through your pants. Oh god, oh god, is it even legal to feel this good? You buck against his touch, needing to feel the warmth of his hand on your crotch.

This encourages him to go on, and finally he's tugging down your underwear and pants in one notion, grasping your cock with his firm hands. "J-John…" you pant, eyes half lidded, head thrown back in utmost pleasure. You can feel Dave's eyes scanning your body, and for a second, you think he pulls out a…Is that a camcorder? Was the sick fuck recording this?

"Yo John, you can have him." He permits. John makes a sound of excitement and eagerly takes off his own underwear, leaving you both naked. "Can I put it in?" he asks, voice filled with want. How gentlemanly to ask before he shoves his dick up your ass. Before you can respond he's already pushing his finger into your hole. You tense up, letting out a quiet whimper. You feel your legs turn to jelly. You can't believe you're actually doing this.

Wait a minute. Were those…Voices? Dave's eyes go wide, and John stops for a minute. Suddenly the door's being opened, and standing there is Nepeta, your father, and two other men.

"Equius?"

"Son?"

"DAVE?"

"EQUIHISS?!"

Oh shit. Oh shit, oh fiddleflapping shit.

"Dave what on EARTH are you doing?"

"JOHN I RAISED YOU BETTER THAN THIS!"

"Equius, son, what the everloving FUCK are you doing here?"

"EQUIHISS YOU IN SOME DEEP SHIT NOW YOUNG MAN."

You abscond out the window and leave those dweebs behind.

"YOU GET BACK HERE YOUNG MAN DON'T TRY TO RUN FROM ME!"