《MCYTxreader Smutshots!》↘Brothers Best Friend🛐(added to)
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Y/n POV
I sit in my room fumbling with my computer. I hear the front door open and close. I get up from my desk chair and open the door to my room. I walk one step out and bump into someone.
"Sorry," the guy says, smirking back at me. I step back quickly.
"Uh, your fine I guess," I say after him as he walks down the hallway to my useless brother's room.
"Don't interrupt us!" my brother yells as he shuts his door. I think to myself 'what? Are they gonna do something dirty in there?' I smile and do a little nose laugh to myself. I continue to walk downstairs and get a glass of water and Cheez-It's. I take a seat at the island and scroll through my phone while eating. I hear footsteps again coming down the steps into the kitchen. It's my brother's friend. He opens the fridge and takes out a water bottle. He turns around and puts the bottle on the counter and leans on the island facing me.
"I never got your name," he says crossing his arms to keep him up.
"Y/n," I say as I look back down at my phone, "why?"
"Just thought I'd get to know my best friend's family." He shrugs and looks around.
"Your parents don't seem to be here often." he looks directly into my eyes. I shake my head as I just remember where I've seen this guy.
"Your that guy in my Spanish class, and that football player..." I squint and put an imaginary football helmet on his head.
"Si," he looks flushed now, "and I'm sorry for almost knocking you out..."
"Maybe if you cut your hair you could actually see..." I mumble.
"You don't like it?" I cringe as he tightens his man bun.
"Needs a trim," I say and go back to my snack. He smiles and grabs the water and heads back upstairs. I smile to myself.
I hang out in my room working on a project for college. I hear my door creak open and the lights flick on. I turn in my chair quickly to see the guy from yesterday leaning on my door frame.
"Yes?" I ask frowning.
"Like it?" he asks running his hands through his now shorter hair, but still on the longer side.[Like the picture but no bun :)]
"It looks good," I say and turn back to what I was doing. He walks over and leans over my chair and whispers in my ear,
"My name is Clay."
"Great," I say getting chills down my spine. I'll never show it though.
"Use it some time." He still is next to me.
"Sure," I mumble trying to focus.
"Unless..." he pauses, "you want to call me something else?" He gets up and walks out of my room. I- huh????
Clay is over again. Tonight my brother and him are watching a movie downstairs. I make sure to put on extra short booty shorts and a tank top. Comfy yet cool for the heatwave (Don't start singing it) we're in right now. I head downstairs and past the living room to the kitchen. I start microwaving a dinner fit for a queen, Pizza Bagels. When they're done I head to the living room.
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"Can I join?" I ask as Clay looks up at me from on the couch. My brother glares at him.
"Fine," my brother says. There's a perfect space between the armrest and Clay. I sit there with my plate. The fan from the window is blowing cool air on me as I eat. Clay just sits there and looks at me once in a while. I sit criss-cross as Clay slowly puts his arm up on the back couch cushions.
"You got a staring problem?" I say as I lean forward and put my plate on the glass coffee table.
"I guess so," He says smirking. The TV's bright in the completely dark room. I hear my brother shift awkwardly and shoving popcorn in his mouth.
"Don't get brave with me Romeo," I laugh lightly. He leans closer and I let him. He smirks more if that's possible.
"Enjoying the movie?" He asks, his hair dangerously close to my face. I want to run my hands through it. My core heats up at the thought. I try to push the thought away.
"Shut up," I laugh and turn to look at him. I don't even know what the movie is about. He's very close to my face and he is so attractive. I lean a little forward, scared to make the first move. He brings his other hand to the side of my thigh. I put my hand on his and bring it up on top of my thigh and closer to me. He follows it with his eyes and gets a little pink. I love it. I can hear my brother snoring on the other side of the couch.
I kiss him. His lips are soft and he softly kisses back. His fingertips slowly enter what little fabric is left of my shorts giving me butterflies. He brings his body closer. I break the kiss and quickly straddle him. I guide his hands to my ass. I place my hands in his hair and we start to kiss softly and slowly again. His hands grip my ass a little tighter. then he pulls my knees a little more forward and placed his hands back on my ass. His hair feels so soft. I break the kiss and look into his eyes.
"We should probably move," I whisper in his ear. I get up and start walking to the stairs. He's stunned for a second but quickly gets up and follows suit. His grey sweatpants and tight black tee mock me. I open my door and the red LED lights are already on; I silently thank my past self. Clay closes the door behind him. I turn around and motion him to the bed. He sits down and I stand in front of him. I take my tank top off and let my bra fall to the floor. He stares up at me. I slowly drop my shorts and panties. He gets the hint and takes his shirt off. He throws it at me and I laugh throwing it on the floor. He takes the rest of his garments off and takes his phone out of his sweatpants and takes the case off revealing a condom. I smirk at his cleverness. He puts the condom on and for the first time, I look at it. God, it's big. I pray to Chase Atlantic that I can take it.
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"First time?" he laughs. I smirk and push him down. I staddle him again and lean forward. he speaks before I can.
"May I eat you out lil mama?" He asks. His eyes look mirthy. The nickname leaves something behind. It teases me. Makes me get all hot.
"Si," I smile. I sit up and hover over his face. he brings his hand up and under my thighs holding them as I fully sit on his face. He starts to suck and swirl his tongue around. I moan at the feeling of his amazing tongue. He spreads me a little with his thumb and sucks on the sweet spot of my clit. God.
"f-fuck, more," I demand slowly. He sticks his tongue in a little bit teasing me. He continues sucking and sticking his tongue in until I climax on his face. It feels so good, I shudder with pleasure. My quads feel weak as I come off his face. He's wiping my juices off and licking them making me smile.
"Y'know I love your haircut," I say leaning forward as he sits up. I kiss him on the lips and taste a little bit of myself. He seems more hungry in this kiss.
"You want me to ride you?" I ask in between kisses. He nods slowly groaning as I gently grind on him. We stop kissing and he lays back down. He helps align me with him and I slowly go down on his dick. I'm loving every second of it. He holds my hips and helps me glide up and down. He looks blissed out as he softly moans. I slowly reach the point where I can take all of him. I can feel myself getting close and Clay is groaning harder. I lean back and put my hands on his thighs and slowly grind my hips forward and down then back and up. It really hits the spot. I moan so loud, I forget my brother is downstairs. I clench as much as I can.
"F-fuck y/n~" Clay is holding my thighs now too. I stop and go down all the way on him, bottoming out. We both orgasm and moan at the feeling. My core feels rock hard and my legs are involuntarily shaking.
We both almost catch our breath until Clay connects our lips again and rolls so he's on top in missionary. He tastes dangerously good and smells even better. I find my hands running through his hair again. I push my mouth forward trying to get a deeper kiss. Clay starts kissing down my neck leaving marks as he goes. I wrap my legs around his waist. He looks up at me and then goes for my breast. He latches on my nipple and lathes his tongue over it, sucking it. I moan softly as he kneads the other. My pussy starts getting aroused again so I arch my back. Clay moans as I make contact with his dick. My hands move to his shoulders.
"Please Clay- more," I softly say. I get a little embarrassed even though I was top a minute ago.
"Roger that," He detaches from my breast and smiles at me. I give him a smile back holding in a small laugh. He rubs my clit with his thumb first and then slowly slides his dick in me. I moan as he grunts.
"F-fuck you feel so good," Clay moans in my ear. He starts going at a slow pace still rubbing my clit. I wish I had enough brain cells to rub together to tell him the same thing. I toss my head back and roll my eyes as he picks up the pace. My grip tightens on his shoulders. Clay plants a couple of kisses on my jaw. He makes me feel so good. He rubs my clit more and another orgasm threatens to come.
"C-Clay, I won't last- I-," I try to say something.
"It's ok mama, go ahead," Clay whispers in my ear. I clench around him as he rubs my clit harder. He moans loudly at this. I feel my orgasm crest over and my body melts. Clay drives me into overstimulation as he stops rubbing my clit and trusts faster. My orgasm makes me clench around him more which makes him thrust faster, chasing his orgasm. I moan out his name as he slightly rocks the bed.
"Your such a good girl," Clay moans. I moan back in response as his hips snap against me and then finally slow.
"fuck, Clay," I moan quietly as he pulls out and kisses my cheek. He falls down next to me and catches his breath. That was the best sex I have ever had.
Clay gets up, cleans up, and gets dressed. I slowly get up and pull my underwear on.
"Maybe I should come around more often," He mentions while putting on his shirt. I can hear the smile in his tone.
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Hey!!! sorry I haven't been active lately. A lot going on especially with school. Someone basically made a threat and said people should expect something to stop by a certain day. Let's just say I didn't go to school that day... but we're all fine nothing happened! Love you guys, stay safe!!
-Panpas_edits
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