Notes: Well, this is just a self indulgent PWP. I'm a bit stuck in my other stories, so I wanted to write something sexy (hopefully it is) and light hearted.
Billy, Stu, Tatum and Randy are in a pub drinking and enjoying the night. Sidney wasn't allowed to come with them since her mother didn't like her to go to places where there were drinks and men.
Tatum is in a drinking competition with a guy, while her boyfriend Stu and her friend Randy are cheering her. Stu looks at Billy with a raised eyebrow.
He turns to him, leaning back in his seat, sipping a beer, and a slight smile forms on his lips.
"What's up, dude?"
"I miss you," Stu says in a very low voice, sliding his hand on Billy's thigh under the table. No one is going to hear that, the sound of people cheering too loud to care.
Billy stares at him, slightly amused and slightly confused. He raises his eyebrow, before leaning forward and turning his head to the side, so he can whisper in Stu's ear.
"I miss you too, but what are you doing? You know you can't touch me in public like that."
Stu chuckles and shrugs his shoulders. He takes his hand away and starts to cheer again, not looking back at Billy and focusing on Tatum.
Billy leans back in his seat, watching Stu and Tatum interact, and he can't help but notice a slight sense of jealousy in himself. He looks away, taking another sip of his beer and trying to put his mind on something else, but it's difficult.
He's never felt this way before jealous, possessive, and yet strangely protective. He's not used to these feelings, and they leave him feeling confused and conflicted.
"Fifteen down, there's fifteen left" says the man who serves the drinks. It seems both Tatum and her competitor are even; whoever manages to finish the next fifteen drinks first or doesn't quit is going to win.
"You sure can handle all that alcohol?" Randy asks her in a whisper, a bit nervous.
"She can, okay?" Stu laughs. "She can take that and more", he says with a proud smile, kissing Tatum deeply.
Randy looks away, sighing, embarrassed.
Billy shakes his head, rolling his eyes slightly at the whole scene. He finds it all a bit pathetic, and he's not the biggest fan of Tatum, so he's more or less just tolerating the entire situation. But he's also slightly amused because hey, whatever gets them through the night. He takes another sip of his beer, and he glances over at Stu and Tatum for a brief second before looking away again.
"I bet I'll smoke a cigarette and when I come back, she's already done," Stu says, laughing. "Seriously, I need one," he murmurs in Tatum's ear.
Tatum laughs, too, waiting for the drinks to be served. "Okay, only one cigarette. I don't want you to lose my victory" she says and shows her tongue to her competitor, clearly drunk.
"I'll be right back," Stu says, chuckling. "Do you want a cigarette?" He asks Billy, his eyes focused on him.
Billy considers the offer for a brief moment, then he nods slightly. A couple of cigarettes would be nice, and he could use a break from the whole circus, anyway. He turns his head slightly and whispers to Stu.
"Yeah, sure thing. Let's get out of here for a sec."
A wide grin appears on Stu's face. He stands up and gestures for Billy to follow him, and the two of them step out of the pub and into the cold, dark alley.
They stand in silence for a moment, lighting their cancer stick. Stu speaks up,gesturing with his hand at his girlfriend, who is still inside the pub, finishing her alcohol.
"Tatum's pretty drunk, isn't she?" he asks jokingly.
Billy glances over at Tatum, and he can't help but laugh a little as he looks back at Stu. He nods, taking a drag from his cigarette, and he exhales the smoke slowly up into the sky. He shakes his head slightly, his eyes slightly twinkling in amusement, but there's still something slightly bitter and jealous in him.
"Yeah, dude, she's totally wasted, I bet she won't even remember half of what happened tonight, if even that."
Stu chuckles, stepping closer. He leans into Billy, pressing his body against the wall and putting both hands against the wall, beside Billy's head.
"You're saying that if she somehow sees us making out, she won't remember tomorrow anyway?" he asks, his nose almost touching Billy's.
Billy stares at him, surprised by his forwardness. He raises an eyebrow, entertained by Stu's audacity. He smiles, not moving away.
"Are you seriously trying to do this right now?"
Stu chuckles, studying his face for a moment.
"You never thought of it? The dark alley, the risk of someone finding out… Come on, Billy" he says, leaning into his ear. "I can tell you're already hard "
Billy's eyes widen as Stu speaks, and he tries desperately to hide the shock and surprise on his face. He breathes out slowly, trying to keep the laughter from escaping his lips. His cheeks turn red, and he stares at Stu, unsure of what to do. He's never felt so caught off guard in his life. When he finally speaks, his voice is slightly shaky.
"Uh… you know, maybe you should go check on Tatum…"
"I'm not going anywhere" Stu says, leaving small kisses all over Billy's neck. "I'm not going anywhere until I fuck you right here and right now, Billy."
Billy's eyes widen again as Stu continues to kiss at his neck. He tries to push him away, but Stu pins him against the wall, holding him still. He struggles against him for a moment, before finally giving in, stunned but still slightly amused by his boldness. He looks at him, his lips parting very slightly, wondering what the hell is going on.
"Yeah" Stu presses his body harder against Billy's. His arms are around his waist, pulling him closer. A wide grin stretches across his face, and his eyes are dark and dangerous. Billy's eyes widen again as Stu's hands slide lower, to his thighs. He gasps, feeling a little excited. He's enjoying it, and he can't help but want more." And we better hurry."
He leans in and kisses him as though he were trying to memorize each detail of Billy's mouth, his hands working on unbuttoning his jeans.
Billy reacts to Stu's kiss by returning it with the same intensity, his body moves closer. He glances around the dark alley nervously, worried they might actually get caught. His heart is beating fast, and his palms are sweaty. He closes his eyes and enjoys the moment, allowing Stu's hands to wander.
Stu lowers Billy's jeans and boxer eagerly, without breaking the kiss. He takes a small tube of lube from his pocket and drops a bit in his fingers. He touches Billy's opening with the pad of a finger and slips it inside.
Billy gasps, his eyes widening as he is surprised by Stu's actions. He moves his hands to Stu's shoulders and tries to stop him, but it's too late. He stares up at him, trying to say something, but the words don't seem to come out. He closes his eyes and swallows hard, his face flushed red as he tries to focus on his breathing. But he can't help but be turned on by Stu's actions, and he surrenders to his touch.
Stu lifts one of Billy's legs to rest on his hip, as he slides a second finger in him, going in and out at a slow pace. He looks at the door for a second, and then he whispers in Billy's ears. "Wrap your legs around me."
Billy stares up at him, his face flushed as he does as he's told. He wraps his legs around Stu, pulling him closer. He arches his back slightly and lets out a soft moan as Stu continues to move his fingers in and out, deeper. He swallows hard, struggling not to make too much noise, but unable to control himself completely.
"Quiet, Billy" Stu chuckles.
He entwines his other hand in Billy's hair and pulls slightly as another finger enters him, and Billy's breath catches in his throat. Stu presses his lips once more to Billy's, possessively. He scissors his fingers inside the smaller boy, stretching his muscle ring for what is to come.
Billy gasps as Stu's fingers move inside him. He struggles to breathe, to think, to focus. He breathes hard, his body arching and squirming as he tries to adjust to the sensations. He tries to be quiet, but he's unable to control himself completely. He stares up at Stu, wide-eyed and utterly stunned by the whole situation. He struggles to swallow, but he finally manages to whisper something to him.
"... Please... keep going…"
Stu lets go of his hair and extracts his fingers at the same time, leaving Billy feeling empty. He grips Billy's hip with one hand and positions his hardness in the entrance of the smaller boy, pressing him against the cold wall. Stu enters him slowly and steadily, pulling out and pushing in again, in slow and torturous strokes.
Billy lets out a soft moan, his eyes fluttering closed as Stu enters him. He presses deeper into the wall, giving Stu the ability to move in and out of him. He tries to breathe deeply, to focus on not making sounds. But it's difficult, and his hands clutch onto Stu's back, desperate to hold on to him. He feels like he's about to explode, but he doesn't care.
Stu grips on Billy's clenched buttocks and keeps ramming into Billy and hitting a bundle of nerves that makes Billy scream out, stars crossing his vision.
He cries out softly, the sound muffled by the cold night air that surrounds them. He tries to bite his lip, to hold back from making too much noise. But the sensations are too strong, and he can't help but let out the sound low and desperate. He breathes hard, his eyes closing as it all becomes too much for him. He feels like he's about to explode, in more ways than one, and he surrenders to his desires.
"The fuck …"
Stu stops in his movements, his whole body tenses as he hears Randy's voice. Randy is standing at the door, his mouth hanging open.
Billy's eyes snap open, and he stares at Stu ,who also turns to look at Randy. They both stare at him, shocked that they've been caught like this. Billy's face flushes, and he tries to cover himself, but Stu is still inside of him. He gulps and struggles to catch his breath, his heart racing as he waits for Randy to say something. He doesn't know what else to do, feeling utterly embarrassed.
Randy's stare is fixed on Billy's body, in shock.
"What?" Stu mutters, a dark gaze directed at Randy. "Are you going to keep watching or are you going back?" He waits for a moment for Randy to answer, but then a grin appears on Stu's face as he chuckles. "Do you enjoy watching, Randy?"
Randy is startled by Stu's words, and he stops looking at Billy for a moment, while he shakes his head, his face red with shame.
Billy's relieved when Randy looks away. He tries to hide his embarrassment, feeling extremely awkward now that they were caught by Randy, although he's not sure how much he actually saw. He's not sure if he's more angry at Stu or Randy, or both of them at the same time.
Stu smiles darkly, his eyes fixed on Randy. He finds the situation amusing, and he's slightly turned on by the idea of being watched. He grips Billy's hip, still inside of him, as he looks at Randy. He watches as Randy's face flushes red, and he can't help but laugh a little to himself.
"Go ahead, man. Do you want a closer look? Come closer," he says, grinning.
Randy looks at Billy's eyes, nervous.
"Are… are you consenting to this?" he asks, stuttering, while taking a small step ahead.
Billy stares at Stu, absolutely horrified by his words and his reaction. He can't believe that he would actually suggest that Randy join in! He's shocked and disgusted by the whole thing. He pushes away from Stu, his face flushed, and he struggles to find the words to say.
"No! Absolutely not!" He says finally, a bit too loudly. "What the hell is wrong with you? Do you think I'm just some kind of… toy, or something?"
"Relax" Stu whispers in his ear, gripping him tighter. "I'm just trying that he doesn't tell anyone, okay?"
"What about Sidney?" Randy asks suddenly, still looking at Billy and ignoring Stu's antics.
For a second, Billy is taken aback by the mention of Sidney. He knows she'd hate them both if she ever found out about what they were doing… but he can't help being curious about why Randy chose to confront him about her, rather than simply walking away.
"What, do you wanna go with Sidney?" Billy asks, his tone a bit more calm than before. "Because I'm pretty sure you don't have a chance with her, man. She's far too smart for you."
"Maybe," Randy says, frowning now. "But at least I DO like her, unlike you" he mutters, furious at Billy. He takes another step closer. He gives Stu a brief side glance before looking back at Billy's eyes. "Am I wrong?"
Billy can't help but laugh at Randy's comment, although it's more of a bitter, taunting sound. He shakes his head, his eyes narrowing slightly as he stares at Randy. He feels annoyed, and he can't help but be bored by Randy's attempt to get under his skin.
"What are you gonna do, Randy? Cry if I don't truly like Sidney Prescott?" He asks, his voice dripping with mocking sarcasm. "I'd say that I pity you, but I'll go with something a bit more accurate: I don't think about you at all."
Randy's frown becomes deeper, as he leans his shoulder in the wall and crosses his arms in front of him.
"Keep going, Stu" he says with a smirk. "He sounds pretty when moaning," he chuckles.
Stu can't hold a chuckle either, caressing Billy's hair out of his face.
"I can't disagree," he laughs.
Billy looks at Stu as he says this, and he's surprised that he's going along with Randy's taunts, talking about his noises so casually. He watches him, trying to read him, but it's difficult in this situation. He's angry, and he doesn't bother to answer Randy. Billy wonders what Stu's plan is; why he's going along with this.
"I'm just joking," Stu says, shrugging, as if he's reading Billy's mind. "But I like the idea of keeping going," he says in a husky voice, starting to resume his pounding against Billy's entrance.
Billy watches him, surprised that Stu is so calm in all this, as if he doesn't care that Randy is watching at all. He grits his teeth, struggling to process everything that is going on around him. But he can't avoid being turned on by Stu's actions, and he can't help but lean forward a bit more, his eyes closing. He breathes hard, his body arching a bit more.
"Jesus" Randy mumbles. He looks around, making sure no one is watching, and he slides his hand in his trousers to touch himself, his eyes fixed on Billy's face.
"I know," Stu says, almost breathlessly. "Listen" he mutters as he hits that spot again, making Billy throw his head back and moan.
Billy's eyes snap back open, and he struggles to process all this. Stu's voice sounds so close, his lips just inches from his own. He can't believe that he's actually enjoying all this, and he groans into Stu's ear, feeling like he's drowning in pleasure. He swallows hard, his breath catching in his throat yet again.
"I'm almost there…" He whispers, his voice almost pleading.
Stu chuckles and grips the base of Billy's dick, not allowing him to come any time soon.
"Not yet" he says, exchanging a glance with Randy, as he keeps penetrating Billy's entrance, looking for his release only.
Billy glares at him, desperate. His eyes snap over to Randy again, and he can't help but hate him more than he ever has. He's disgusted that he's enjoying this, and he senses that they're taking advantage of him.
He struggles to pull away from Stu, to push him off and fight back. But his body isn't listening to him, and he succumbs to Stu's touch. His eyes close, and he moans desperately.
"Please!" He begs, unable to handle it anymore.
Stu continues his increasingly frenzied thrusts until he comes himself, resting his forehead on Billy's shoulder.
He pulls out of Billy and catches the smaller boy as his knees give out beneath him.
"How should we make him come?" Stu asks Randy, while Billy manages to stand on his own, still incredibly hard.
Billy stares at Randy after Stu's question, and he's still furious by what he's doing. He's horrified that Stu would ask him that, but Randy just shrugs his shoulders. He won't back down, and he's determined to make Billy's life as miserable as possible. Billy struggles to stand, his body twitching as he tries to control himself.
"Not by you." He mutters, his voice dripping with anger.
Stu chuckles as Randy comes closer.
"Don't be difficult, Billy" Stu says in a teasing tone, letting go of him to button up his trousers. "Poor Randy is about to lose his virginity, we should be glad for him."
Billy's eyes widen; he looks at Stu, taken aback by his words. He can't believe that he's actually willing to do this, and he feels like he's truly betrayed by him. He looks over to Randy, who just smirks at him. He can't help but feel like he's being ganged up on, and he's about to be forced to do something he would rather not do. He feels helpless, and he can't help but hate them both for that.
"Don't be scared," Randy says, barely looking at his eyes. "I'll be gentle."
Stu laughs and leans into the wall, amused, trying to read Billy's reaction.
Billy glares back at Randy, his gaze burning with hatred, his face twisted with disgust.
"No." He says simply, his voice dripping with disdain.
He turns back to Stu, and he glares at him too, seething angry. He can't believe that he would be so willing to do this to him.
Stu looks at him wide-eyed.
"Come on, baby. We're just joking around" he says and leans down to kiss his mouth, gripping forcefully Billy's nape.
Billy can't help but lean into the kiss, his eyes half-closed. He feels drawn to Stu, even if he doesn't trust him right now, and he's still disgusted by him and Randy's actions. He kisses back passionately, getting caught up in Stu's touch. He feels like he's sinking into the kiss, like it's all he wants in the world at that moment. As much as he hates what they're doing, he can't stop loving Stu's kisses.
Randy takes advantage of the kiss to grip Billy's hips and starts to enter him slowly, laying a kiss on his neck as he does, grunting by Billy's tightness.
Billy's eyes fly open with surprise, and he gasps at the feeling of Randy's touch. His face flushes red a bit, and he groans softly. He feels like he's being overpowered by him, and he can't help but surrender to the pleasure that's overcoming him. He doesn't understand why he feels this way, but he hates it. He hates how his body is reacting, and he hates that he can't stop enjoying it. He's ashamed and disgusted by all of it.
"Jesus, you're so hot inside" Randy whispers into his ear, his voice husky with desire. He traces the whorl of his ear with his tongue, as he slams into him harder.
Stu keeps his grip on his nape, and he starts to slide his hand under Billy's shirt and caresses his stomach seductively, without looking away from his face.
Billy's face flushes red at the feeling of Stu's hand, and he moans loudly as he begins to surrender to his touch, as Randy's thrust takes him to new levels of ecstasy. He's completely overwhelmed, his mind flooded with sensations that are too much for him to handle. He's unable to focus, unable to think, unable to process everything that's happening.
Randy wraps his hand around Billy's member, stroking it at the same rhythm he thrusts into him, groans of pleasure echoing in Billy's ear.
Stu kisses Billy's mouth again, letting his tongue inside with hunger.
Billy's breath catches in his throat as he starts to squirm. His body arches, just for a moment, and he's overwhelmed by the pleasure that's filling him. He feels like he's not in control of any of this anymore, and he's trying desperately to hold back his release. But it's too much for him to handle, and he can't help but lose himself in the sensations taking him over. He lets out a low, guttural moan, and his eyes close.
Randy and Stu quickly overwhelmed his senses until all of them blurred into one overload of pleasure, and he could feel nothing but the heat and the fire and the explosion like he'd never imagined.
Feeling Billy tightening around him, Randy also comes inside the other boy, resting his sweaty forehead on Billy's shoulder.
"Jesus" he mumbles, overwhelmed.
Billy moans softly, completely spent. He takes a deep breath, his face flushed and his eyes narrowed. He's exhausted, and completely shocked by everything that's happened. He tries to regain his balance, but he still feels hyper receptive, consumed by the pleasure he felt inside of him. At the same time, he's trying not to hate them for what they've done to him.
"Well, that was something else" Stu chuckles, wrapping his arms around Billy, adjusting his clothes. Randy leans into the wall, attempting to recover his regular breathing.
Billy, still speechless, can't help but lean into Stu's embrace ,to find some sort of comfort in him after what they've just done. He's ashamed and disgusted with himself, but he can't help but feel like Stu's touch is comforting in a way he can't explain.
"You two are crazy," Randy says, his voice a bit hoarse. "Did we just… Did that actually happen?"
Stu laughs quietly in response, and he looks at Randy with a faint smile. He's amused by all this, and he feels pleased with himself. He's done something totally unexpected, and he's utterly thrilled by the situation.
"Well, I'm pretty sure it did" he says as he looks at Billy, clearly amused. "You were there, right?"
Stu leans in to kiss Billy's cheek, his lips lingering for a few seconds before moving back.
"Yes," Billy says in a slightly breathless voice.
Stu's eyes are soft yet intense, and he looks at Billy with a faint smile. He's content, satisfied with himself because he's done something here, a bit evil but also exciting and he's gotten away with it ,at least for now.
"Yeah, you all did" they hear the drunk voice of Tatum in the door. "Did you enjoy leaving me out of your party?" she asks, a devilish expression on her face.
Billy jolts, shocked by Tatum's words. He looks at her, his eyes wide. Randy and Stu turn to her as well, clearly thrown off by her appearance here. They all stand there, frozen in place by the unexpected turn of events.
Then, Stu just bursts out laughing.
"Tatum? What the hell are you doing here?" He asks, and his words break the spell on Billy, who's still shocked at her sudden appearance.
Tatum steps into the alley, a faint smile on her face as she looks at the boys standing before her. She's drunk, and she seems amused by the whole scene. She takes a few steps closer, her gaze lingering on Randy and Stu. The boys stare at her for a moment, intimidated by her.
"So, I guess you're all into each other now?" Her voice is slightly slurred, but her words are clear as day.
She looks at Billy with a faint smile, her eyes smoldering yet playful. She leans against the wall, one arm crossed over her chest, and she smiles at Billy, her expression daring him to say anything.
"I felt left out of your little club," she says in a teasing voice, her eyes slowly moving down his body as she stares at him. "So, I decided that since you can screw with my boyfriend, I'm allowed to screw with Sidney. Unless… you want me to tell her what you three were doing here."
Billy's eyes widen at this, and he looks at her in shock. Stu and Randy just look at her, speechless, and they can't help but feel totally out of their depth. She smiles at them all, her eyes full of mischief and dare. It's clear she's got the upper hand, and she is utterly pleased by it. Billy can't even find the words to respond to what she's said.
"I take your silence as an agreement to my proposal," she says, walking inside the pub, giving Stu a knowing glance.
Stu just smirks and watches her go. He's totally impressed by her; she's got the upper hand, and she knows it. He can't help but feel a bit proud of what she's done, impressed by her ability to take control and to get what she wants; he thinks she's done it in a way that no one else would have managed.
Billy watches her leave with a mixture of horror and shame, her words sinking into him like a cold hand. He can't believe what she just said, leaving him completely at her mercy now. One thing is clear; Tatum just put him in a very dangerous position.
Stu turns back to Billy and Randy, cracking a wide grin.
"Well, I guess we'll all be doing some sort of exchange now," he says with a chuckle. "Just be careful. Tatum's kind of the jealous type."
Billy just glares at him, angry at what he's said. He can't believe he'd let Tatum in on this, and he looks like he's about to explode.
"You bastard!" he yells, looking at Stu.
Stu just smirks, unconcerned with Billy's outburst. He's amused by all of this, and he can't help but enjoy the chaos he's created. He seems like he's having the time of his life, laughing at Billy's anger.
He isn't at all concerned about what's going to happen next; he can't help but love the danger he's put himself in. He's thrilled by it all, and he doesn't seem to care about the consequences of his actions.
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