BTT
The sound of laughter filled the small two bedroom apartment as three friends staggered through the door. "Can you imagine the look on old Rome's face when he sees this year's senior prank? I almost wish we could stay to see him blow up when he sees his entire office duct taped shut!" the brown haired Spaniard laughed setting the bag of booze on the living room table.
The blonde Frenchman 'hon hon'd and crashed on the dingy black couch, femininely crossing his long legs. "And when he sees his Amour's thongs stretched over the urinals!"
"he'll just scream our name that Awesome me came up with" the albino German hessed contently as he looted through their booze bag and tossed Francis a bottle of wine and Antonio rum before settling down between the two men on the couch with a can of beer.
Antonio grinned as he chugged down the rum. "This is the best skip day ever. First we prank the school and don't get caught then we don't get carded for this shit! Its perfect." he exclaimed between gulps.
The two others nodded appreciatively as they guzzled their first thing of alcohol as well. Eventually Francis just brought the bag over to the couch, thinking multiple trips would be a buzz killer. "I admit. It's almost as awesome as me." Gilbert said haughtily as he reached for another beer.
"Or that time Tony brought a giant Viking axe to school and swung it around, no?" Francis chuckled snuggling into the couch deeper. When Gilbert nudged the laughing Spaniard he went on: "or when we raised those baby chicks that you got attached to and carried around everywhere."
"Hey! The Gilflock were awesome!" the albino protested loudly remembering his fans fondly.
All three fell into a comfortable silence for a while, just drinking away their stash until it was gone. Sadly, Gilbert was the only one truly hammered. The others were only more than mildly buzzed. Most of their talk was about various idiocies they had done together. Like streaking, carjacking, molesting the Austrian kid from English class, and Gilbert's little brother Ludwig.
The Frenchie looked up with bleary eyes. "Don't you have to pick him up from school?" he asked tossing his bottle onto the floor.
By this time Gilbert was laying in Antonio's lap while the blonde absently leaned over to run a hand up his tee. The Prussian pushed him away half-heartedly. "Kid can get home on his own. He's fine." Gilbert slurred.
The brunette helped pull his shirt up further for the Frenchman to lean down. "You're so mean to him, Gil." he tsked.
"Aw, fuck you guys." the red eyed teen mumbled as Francis crawled between his legs. "And get off me!"
The two other boys grinned devilishly. The Spanish friend pulled the albino's shirt up and over his head before tightly holding his chin to bring him in for a hot kiss. He could feel Francis' lips on his abs while his fuzzy mind tried to battle with Antonio's mouth. IT was more like kissing back than battling but Gilbert would never admit that, ever.
His pale arms reached up to encircle Antonio's tanned neck to press in closer as he sloppily tongued him. IT was really wet and he arched into the hand palming his five meters through his black jeans. Soft moans were lost in his Spaniard friend's mouth. The German boy was passed off and was pulled into Francis' lap kissing him while Tony removed their shirts.
Hands where freely roaming over every inch of exposed skin as they rotated kisses and even three-way tongued. About the time Gilbert's pants were unzipped, a small uncomfortable cough came from the door. Red, green, and blue equally lusty eyes connected with a young German standing wide eyed in the doorway. Ludwig dropped his binder in shock and disgust.
"Gott verdammt, Bruder! Shut the door!" the kid's brother shouted in a hoarse, husky voice as he stumbled off the couch to pull the 8th grader in and shut the door.
"what ze Fürer vere you doing?" the little blonde freaked out looking from his brother whos pants were sagging off his thin hips to his two disheveled friends glaring daggers from the couch.
Obviously expecting something different of an answer, Ludwig was surprised when his brother fisted his gelled back hair and pulled him up to ravage his mouth. The forgotten two on the couch let loose a serious of hoots and cat calls before bursting into laughter at his bright red flushed face. "That." Gilbert finally said as he pulled away to let his little brother breathe. "Oh, you look like you liked the awesome me kissing you, Bruder~ guys! think he wants to join us!" he laughed at Ludwig's inflamed cheeks as he threw him towards the couch.
Francis caught him first and held the flailing middle schooler tightly as he nibbled his ear.
"Whoa! You know what this awesome party of mine needs?" Gilbert cried out suddenly, swaying from the knock to his balance his huge drunken gestures caused.
"MISFITS!" the Europeans yelled together with another bout of hoots and hollers.
The German quickly fumbled around with the stereo until it was blasting obnoxiously loud before tripping back onto the couch, effectively pinning his little brother between Francis and him.
She works at the devil's whorehouse she loves carnality in her human pit of love entrance to heresy, well when i sin, i sin real good when i sin, i sin for sure come on up to the devil's whorehouse intimate hell of a demon slut
Ludwig was quite vocal in his protests stuck between the three intoxicated horny teens. His brother was even palming him while they made out in a tangled mess. The room was hot and insufferably stuffy with the smell of sweat and alcohol choking what few breaths they were allowed. The young blonde wasn't sure he could stay in check for much longer but damn, he knew it felt great. Like a saving beacon the moment his belt was touched, the song switched.
I wanna look good everywhere that I go
I wanna be the lead part in the chipK freakshow
I gotta have the best stuff just like everybody else
I don't wanna be another clone stacked up on the shelf 'Cos that sucks.
Suddenly the boys jumped up to flail drunkenly to the music as if possessed by the melody. Ludwig took his chance to abscond unnoticed to his soon to be barricaded room. Gilbert propped one foot up on the couch in lead with the others who were falling out of their clothes themselves and began to sing along. If singing along was drunken slurring of the lyrics, that is.
"Get out ya box take off ya socks let me hear ya say!
Don't keep puttin' us down! No messin' around! We're standin' our ground! We'll keep on makin' this noise! The girls and the boys, we're changin' this town!" they hollered louder and more stupidly into it than any holy roller ever could.
Going back to their task they finished off the rest of their clothes and proceeded to grind each other on the couch. The German let out a particularly loud moan when he was bitten harshly on the bride of the neck and shoulder that caused the other two to hurry up. Francis lounged back lengthwise and pulled up the albino to ride him backwards while he sucked off the tan man. Sloppy, loud, and wet as it was it worked. They came quickly before moving on to get more hidden booze and return to the living room. They danced naked longer before passing out on the floor, oblivious to the next room over.
-This is a line; his name is bob dul-
Ludwig locked his door. Locked it and shoved his desk in front of it. Well, locked it, barred it with his desk, and cleaned it compulsively. He did NOT want to think about the problem in his pants. No way. What problem? He sat down on his bed and bit his lip as his pants tightened against his erection. Ok, there was a problem.
Slowly he undid his belt and set it carefully aside. Then unzipped his pants to discard them as well. His boxers... As his demanding length sprung up in its full flushed glory, he had second thoughts. But the sound of the stereo-and his brother's activities- was leaking in through the walls.
She smells sweet, of pure seduction, Makes me wanna Cause destruction. Gothica Lolita girl, horrifically Invade my world. Give me pain, Scream my name. Strap me down, Tie me up! Make me wanna fuck you up! Roll around to the ground... Horrifically Delicious!
Thoughts of his Bruder forcefully kissing him filled his mind as he grasped his member. How his tongue invaded every bit of his mouth. The restraining arms of the French guy holding him tight and biting him. Then the intense heat when he was sandwiched.
Ludwig proceeded to stroke himself to these thoughts and more fantasies. The French one would hold him tight while the Spaniard cuffed him to the leg of the couch so they could turn him on his stomach and hold down his legs. He would turn his head to see Bruder Gilbie snapping a whip, maliciously grinning down on him. That perfect pale body he wanted to model himself after in shirtless disarray. The man's bony hips revealed in the unbuttoned low slung black jeans. 'You've been naughty, Lud. I need to punish you.' his Bruder whispered.
Then he was whipped ten times before a thick boot was pressed into his back between his shoulder blades. He had to struggle to breathe; his wounds ached and screamed from the hard rubber torturing them. Red eyes glowed brightly. Now they were pulling him up on his knees. They were so close! Hot breath ran all down his back and neck as he began to sweat. Gott, they were-
His thoughts were interrupted as he came all over his hand and shirt. A lusty moan escaped his lips as white temporarily blurred his vision in mind blowing pleasure. Ludwig collapsed against his bed Exhausted and confused. What had he really just done? And thinking about his Bruder and such horrid violent things... How did he get so... Over that?
A though dawned on him as he blankly stared at his hand. His cleaning supplies were in the kitchen. SheiBe! Tissues would have to do for the moment, he thought looking around the room. But, against his nature, he fell asleep after thinking this.
Besides, he would need the sleep tomorrow to deal with three hangovers, an angry high school principle calling, and heavy denial for the 'Morning After'.
MADAM: A LITTLE GAKUEN SETTING WITH THE .BAD TOUCH TRIO, INSPIRED BY THEIR MISFIT SONG ON YOUTUBE (THE ONE THEY SING IN THIS). THERES DEVIL'S WHORE HOUSE BY THE MISFITS, MISFIT BY THEBANDWITHNONAME, HORRIFICALLY DELICIOUS BY BLOOD ON THE DANCE FLOOR