A Bandom Gets Spanked Meme
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kat_lairSo, I’ve been whinging about this to a couple people (pushkin666 and sateenmusta have been most sympathetic), but there really should be more spanking fic in Bandom. I have the craving, okay? And sometimes you just have to be proactive about these things. So with that flimsy excuse, I present…
pushkin666 and sateenmusta have been most sympathetic), but there really should be more spanking fic in Bandom. I have the craving, okay? And sometimes you just have to be proactive about these things. So with that flimsy excuse, I present…Smack Your Bitch Up – A Bandom Gets Spanked Meme
Comment-fic, speculation, random perving and photo essays about the most spankable ass in Bandom all welcome. Anon-commenting is enabled and IP tracking off, in case someone wants to letch anonymously. All pairings and all ratings, just please provide both in the subject line. Also, feel free to pimp widely.
Get to it. Over my knee, bitch. Now.
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Three is Company | Ryan/Brendon/Jack Marin | NC-17 | 1/3
on 2008-03-22 06:23 pm (UTC)Ryan pulls back slightly to examine his handiwork. Brendon is still bent over the backrest of the couch, his breathing ragged and his face flushed, hands trembling slightly as he's holding on to the couch.
"Too harsh?" Ryan asks and leans to kiss the pink skin of Brendon's buttocks softly. Brendon just whimpers, but shakes his head in a way that indicates he's not done with this yet. Ryan smirks and aims a final slap on the boy's ass, leaving a white handprint that slowly fades and merges into the redness of the surrounding skin. Then Ryan turns to look behind him. "Your turn."
Jack, who has been lying sprawled over the armchair, lazily sits up and smirks, sliding his hand over his naked body once more as he stands up. He's been following the events quietly from his position, waiting for Ryan to pass dominance over that firm, round ass that is in front of them like on a silver tray. Ryan and Jack exchange a glance behind Brendon's back, and then Ryan sits down on the couch, right beside Brendon who's still lying over the backrest. Jack measures the distance in between Brendon's ass and his hand for a while, letting anticipation gather thick in the air, and then brings the hand forcefully down on Brendon's right ass cheek. Brendon lets out a strangled groan and his body twitches. Ryan quickly smoothes a hand over Brendon's ass, sliding his fingers over the heated skin, and Brendon moans at the touch. The moan turns to a whimper as Jack slaps him again, but then Ryan ghosts his hand in between the couch and Brendon's body, wrapping his fingers around Brendon's unmistakably hard cock, stroking it lazily, nodding Jack to continue - Brendon is still definitely good to go if he's sprouting such a hard-on. Brendon is torn in between the two sensations, the harsh prickling of his nerve-endings and the lazy jerk of Ryan's wrist as the boy strokes him.
Brendon arches and whimpers, and Ryan's hand stills on his cock. "Don't come." Brendon is groaning and panting and sweaty, but he manages to stop the heat-wave threatening to hit him down, manages to prevent himself from coming. Jack's slaps on his ass are now more playful than anything else as he exchanges glances with Ryan. They reach an agreement silently, Brendon twisting in frustration as Jack's hand is now just sliding over his achy skin, touching the reddened skin merely with his fingertips.
Ryan leans in and licks Brendon's neck, breathing, "I want you to get the hell spanked out of you... while you're fucking me."
Brendon's body twitches at this, and he just nods weakly. Ryan's tongue licks up to his jawline, and Brendon turns hastily, meeting Ryan's mouth with his own. There is a long silent moment as they kiss, but Jack breaks it with a swift slap on Brendon's ass. Brendon gasps into Ryan's mouth, and they break apart, Ryan pulling Brendon up from the couch. Ryan turns the boy around and marches him out of the living room and into the bedroom. Jack sneaks an arm around Ryan's waist as they go, pushing Brendon ahead of them and admiring the view this gives on his ass - now red and raw and clearly aching.
Three is Company | Ryan/Brendon/Jack Marin | NC-17 | 2/3
on 2008-03-22 06:24 pm (UTC)"Hey, no jerking off there," Jack murmurs and detaches himself from Brendon. Ryan smiles innocently and lets his hand fall. Jack crawls on the bed and kisses Ryan forcefully, while Brendon rummages through the bedside drawer and drops to his knees on the bed with the lube and a condom. He watches Ryan and Jack for a while, their bodies flush against each other, and his breath catches at the sight of their bodies - one a little toned and tattooed, the other lean and less tattooed - squirming together. Then he wakes up from his trance and nudges Jack, offering the lube.
Jack wastes no time in coating his fingers with the lube and moving Ryan's legs apart. Brendon drops down beside Ryan - on his stomach for a reason - and latches his lips to the older boy's neck, moving down to his collarbones. Ryan gasps when Jack's fingers tease his entrance and finally push inside, two at a time. Brendon crawls up to kiss Ryan, and the boy clings to him, moaning into Brendon's mouth as Jack's fingers probe inside him and work him open for Brendon.
"Brendon," Jack breathes from between Ryan's legs. "Come here." Jack kisses Ryan's hipbone and still pushes his fingers inside Ryan's body, but soon his two fingers are joined by Brendon's third one, and Ryan closes his eyes, moaning deep in his throat. Jack and Brendon are kissing each other and pushing their fingers inside Ryan in perfect sync, and one of them has a perfect aim at Ryan's prostate on every in-push, and he's getting harder and harder by the second.
"Brendon, now," Ryan eventually hisses in between gritted teeth, and Brendon stops kissing Jack to smile sheepishly, nodding. He positions himself in between Ryan's legs, rolling the condom on and slicking it, and Jack's hands are on his ass as if to guide him to the right direction. Brendon grimaces as Jack breathes a laugh against his neck from behind and digs his fingers in the flesh of Brendon's prickling buttocks.
Brendon guides himself in and then leans forward, setting his weight on his hands as he sinks into Ryan's tight heat. They both moan in unison, and Jack rasps out a "fuck, that is so. Just, fuck." Brendon can feel Jack's presence, the closeness of another body right behind him, but as he pulls out and pushes back in he still gasps in surprise as the first slap hits him square on his left ass cheek and catches him by surprise. Ryan can feel the force of the slap, can feel Brendon twitching inside him, and he jerks up from the bed as Brendon keeps filling him with somewhat uneven but very deep and harsh thrusts of his hips. Jack is right behind Brendon, occasionally leaning down to kiss or lick his back, but more often just watching with dark eyes at how Ryan's mouth falls open on every thrust, listening to Brendon’s moans and letting his palm collide with Brendon's ass when he the boy thrusts into Ryan's body. Ryan's moans are needy now, louder, and Jack watches as the boy reaches in between his and Brendon's moving bodies and apparently starts jerking himself off, but Jack can't see it because Brendon's body is in the way. He's been lazily stroking himself throughout the whole act, but now as Ryan's expression turns into that of pure pleasure, as Brendon's thrusts become shallower and more rapid, Jack begins jerking himself off more forcefully, moaning at the sight of two gorgeous boys fucking in front of him. He slides his hand softly over Brendon's reddened ass and then slaps the boy harder than before.
Three is Company | Ryan/Brendon/Jack Marin | NC-17 | 3/3
on 2008-03-22 06:25 pm (UTC)"Jack," Brendon pants at the dark boy, and Ryan just lies there, still stroking himself but clearly waiting. Brendon discards the condom on the nightstand and pulls another one out of the drawer, tossing it to Jack, who catches it and rolls it on, slicking himself and pushing into Ryan. Brendon rolls on his stomach on the bed, crawling close to the two entwined bodies, smoothing a hand along Ryan's slender thigh which is wrapped around Jack’s waist, and then Brendon sneaks a hand in between their bodies, knocking Ryan's hand off his dick and replacing it with his own. Ryan lets out a shaky exhale, his hips twisting up from the bed as Jack fucks into him and Brendon's fingers stroke him swiftly. Jack leans down to his hands and pounds into the lean body with full force, and Brendon has seen this so many times he knows Jack is about to come, so he fastens his hand moves on Ryan's dick, and from the way Ryan's muscles in his abdomen clench and unclench he can tell Ryan isn't far from coming either.
Ryan comes first, gasping against Jack's neck, and Jack follows not five seconds later, shuddering and stilling inside Ryan as he does. Jack is always quiet as he comes, just breathing out a soft whimper, and Brendon reaches up to kiss him through his orgasm, whereas Ryan's lips are attached to Jack's shoulder.
They lie on the bed in a heap of limbs and stickiness in between them, and just before Brendon drifts to sleep he can feel Ryan slapping his ass once more, gently. Brendon winces, because his ass is still feeling achy and raw, but then he just snuggles closer to Jack on his other side, reaching out behind him to pull Ryan closer as well. Ryan's free hand that isn't around Brendon sneaks to grip Brendon's ass again, and Brendon can feel the boy grinning against his skin.
"You really do love my ass, don't you?" Brendon mutters through the drowsy haze, earning himself another grip and a nod against his back. Jack hums something and sneaks his hand to accompany Ryan's and Brendon groans out as their fingers dance over the sore skin. "What, again?" He just receives two soft chuckles as a response, and Ryan's erection pressing against the mentioned ass really is answer enough.
~fin~
Re: Three is Company | Ryan/Brendon/Jack Marin | NC-17 | 3/3
on 2008-03-22 06:39 pm (UTC)It's got everything I love in it: THREESOME! Ryan, Brendon & Jack and KINK! That totally made my
dayyear.<3
Re: Three is Company | Ryan/Brendon/Jack Marin | NC-17 | 3/3
on 2008-03-23 04:53 pm (UTC)I'm glad I could make your
dayyear :DAlso, icu using appropriate icon *tehe*
Re: Three is Company | Ryan/Brendon/Jack Marin | NC-17 | 3/3
on 2008-03-22 08:01 pm (UTC)*hugs you death, because of this <33*
Re: Three is Company | Ryan/Brendon/Jack Marin | NC-17 | 3/3
on 2008-03-23 04:54 pm (UTC)*hugs back*
Re: Three is Company | Ryan/Brendon/Jack Marin | NC-17 | 3/3
on 2008-03-23 12:16 am (UTC)Thank you for participating!
Re: Three is Company | Ryan/Brendon/Jack Marin | NC-17 | 3/3
on 2008-03-23 04:57 pm (UTC)The one on his knees beside Brendon's unbuckled belt is Jack Marin :DDD
Re: Three is Company | Ryan/Brendon/Jack Marin | NC-17 | 3/3
on 2008-03-23 06:26 pm (UTC)Re: Three is Company | Ryan/Brendon/Jack Marin | NC-17 | 3/3
on 2008-03-23 06:29 pm (UTC)'s unbuckled belt:Dno subject
on 2008-04-01 08:13 am (UTC)no subject
on 2008-04-01 08:24 am (UTC)Jack Marin was the temporary bassist for Cute Is What We Aim For in like 2006. He worked as Panic's tour manager (also took photos of them, there are many old ones that have (c)Jack Marin on them) either before or after playing bass in CIWWAF. After Shaant kicked him out of CIWWAF (apparently they fought, no one knows the real reason but Shaant got all the blame whereas Jack walked out pure as an angel - even though this divides opinions as well), Jack Marin pretty much disappeared from the scene and he hasn't been heard of ever since.
Re: Three is Company | Ryan/Brendon/Jack Marin | NC-17 | 3/3
on 2008-03-23 04:35 pm (UTC)Re: Three is Company | Ryan/Brendon/Jack Marin | NC-17 | 3/3
on 2008-03-23 04:59 pm (UTC)This threesome is totally canon, imo :D