Good, the little lover molesters awake, now I can hurt him.
“Hello little boy!” I sneer, arms round Justin as the brunette looks at me with eyes that reflect fear and jealousy. That’s right Chin rat, be jealous.
Blondie’s mine, na na na na na naaaaaaa! I’m fighting the urge to stick my tongue out right now. He glares at me with those beady little piggy eyes and I want to laugh. Justin’s shaking from suppressed giggles in my arms and in turn, it’s causing my whole body to vibrate. I grin into his hair before pulling away, stepping over Mikey to reach him.
“So, you like Justin eh?” I ask, innocently curious as he nods, “He’s hot. I’d so fuck him”. Then I smirk, “Uh huh and how old do you think he is?” Ethan shrugs, “20 or 21?” he offers causing me to laugh, “How old are you?” “Me? I’m 26”.
I choke, he’s older than me for fucks sake!
“Umm no, actually, Justin’s only 17, dear” I mock, spitting at his feet before stalking back to my Justin. He’s sat with Ben and James, James and him are singing to themselves, matching tempos and rhythm perfectly, or, to be honest, James is backing Justin up as Justin sings and uses his brothers knee as a drum. I watch them, my hand resting on Justin’s lower back as he enjoys himself, it’s hard sometimes to remember he’s only a child.
He leans back into my touch as the song ends, his brother dissolving into a fit of laughter as I look on fondly. This is my family, this is all I need. Then again, once we leave Mikey and Chin Rat behind, life will be so much better. Darkness is starting to fall, yawns passing lips as I watch everyone curl up to sleep. Emmett and Ted snuggle up, whilst Ben sits watch and James shuffles closer to Justin. I watch him with curious eyes when I suddenly realise they’ve never slept apart, not since the first night. He catches my eyes with his own questioning ones and I nod to show him I won’t kill him for snuggling up to my charge.
“I’ll be right back”
James and I watch him disappear into the trees, a confused look on our faces as he nudges me to follow.
So I do.
The forest is quiet and dark but I find Justin almost at once. Or, more precisely, he finds me seeing as his lips are now pressed against mine hungrily. My arms slide round his waist as I walk him deeper into the darkness for fear someone saw us, my hands cupping his bubble butt as we walk, his hips grinding into mine. A low groan escapes his mouth and its like music to my ears as I grin, spinning him and pushing him chest first against a tree as I rub against his ass teasingly, my hands working his pants down over his hips as I suck on his neck, making sure to mark him.
Finally I manage to get his pants down over his ass, listening to the thud as they hit the ground along with my knees as I kneel behind him, spreading his legs slightly before placing small kisses on his thighs and ass, “Urg…Bri…” comes the moan above me and I flick my eyes upwards, smirking against the milky skin as my hands spread the cheeks before my tongue flicks out over the puckered opening, my baby throwing his head back and hissing in pleasure.
I slowly start to fuck him with my tongue, his hips pushing back as I try not to smile widely. He whimpers as I get up, bending him forward as I position myself at his entrance, “Ready baby?” I whisper, feeling him nod against me as I push past the first ring of muscle. He yelps in pain, my hand running across his stomach in a soothing motion as he relaxes to let me in fully until I’m buried to the hilt, “Christ, so tight…” I manage to breath out as he pushes back against me, prompting me to start thrusting into him, hand moving from his stomach to his hips.
I angled my hips so I hit his prostate with each thrust, his body shaking in pleasure as he bit his arm to keep his moans quiet; my hand was fisting his cock in time to my movements when I feel him shudder before the wetness exploded onto my hand, his walls tightening to push me over the edge as I erupt inside him, flopping onto his back, panting.
“Shit…” I mutter, pulling out to pull my pants up as he does the same. Laughing, we straighten our clothes and walk back, me behind Justin as I shake my head.
Then walk straight into my boy who’s come to a complete standstill.
“Fuck…” he hisses and I look up.
It’s the Sheriff of Pittsburgh with at least 15 men.
And all my friends are tied up.
“Justin, RUN!” I hiss.
And I watch as he does so.