(A/N:) Sup - another suggestion that I got to celebrate 200 followers was a smut with the guys :0 sooooooo that's exactly what this is :3

Now, I've never written a poly anything, let alone a smut, before so bear with me folks.

This is part one of two so expect that really soon (probably tomorrow) :)

Let's get into it, shall we?

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3rd POV:

Jon laughed lightly, taking a sip of his drink as he listened to his friends lively chatter. He felt a hand get placed on his knee and ignored it, knowing that it was only Luke. Slowly, he could feel steady fingers creep up to the inside of his thigh.

Danger zone-

Jon flashed his boyfriend a sharp warning glance, setting down his beer bottle on the faux granite counter. He stared hard at the side of the bearded man's face, squinting slightly. Luke could sense his burning glare, but didn't stop, his eyes remaining glued on Tyler, Evan and Marcel where they goofed around in the kitchen, throwing pretzel sticks at each other. He tightened his grip on his boyfriend's thy hard and Jon jumped, shivering as a chill crept up his spine. "Luke!" He hissed with surprise, eyes wide and face turning red.

Luke gave him a silent shush and moved his hand farther up Jon's leg, lightly palming him.

Jon let out a little gasp and hid his face. "What do you think y'er doing?!" He questioned in a stage whisper, quickly clasping his hand around Luke's wrist in a feeble attempt to get him to stop.

Luke's original plan was just to tease his adorable boyfriend, get him flustered, but now, he had other motives. Jon's hesitance and light gasps were starting to get him hot and bothered. He leaned over, lightly pecking his lover's exposed neck. "I want you right here, right now." He breathed, applying more pressure on his boyfriend's slowly growing erection.

Jon shifted slightly, holding in a moan, "We c-can't....not here." He said quietly.

"The bedroom it is." Luke smirked and stood up out of his stool, taking Jon by the hand and pulling him along toward the deserted hallway. It took little effort to find an empty room. Jon checked over his shoulder nervously to see if they were being followed before ducking into the room after Luke. He quickly shut the door and felt strong arms wrap around his midsection, a rough pair of lips were then pressed against his neck. "I wanted to wait until we got home, but damn," he paused to kiss Jon's nape once more, "I just couldn't resist."

Jon chuckled slightly and turned in his boyfriend's grasp, facing him with a shy expression on his face, "what if they hear us?" He questioned, lightly placing his hands on Luke's sides, "or what if they barge in on us?"

"Stop being such a worry wart," Luke laughed, kissing Jon's temple, "If they hear us, so be it... and if they walk in on us then, hell, I'll ask them to join!" He exclaimed. Jon's face heated up at the idea, although to be perfectly honest, he didn't oppose it. "Now," Luke began, his tone dropping an octave as he shuffled forward, forcing Jon against the wall, "enough talk." With that, he smashed their lips together. Jonathan hummed into the kiss and rubbed his hands over his boyfriend's back, moving down and gripping his ass tightly in hand. Luke let out a gasp and chuckled, "Feisty," he groaned, "I love it."

Jon smiled slightly, but his moment of happiness was quickly snuffed out by the overwhelming sensation of lust as Luke started to grind on him, his knee pressing firmly against his clothed erection. "mmh," Jon moaned, encouraging Luke to go further.

He obliged and lifted the hem of Jon's shirt, pulling the article of clothing over his head and tossing it aside. The taller male started to kiss a trail down the smaller male's abdomen, licking rough circles into the supple skin just above the collarbone. "Oh, fuck," Jon uttered under his breath, tangling his fingers into Luke's hair. Luke moved farther down, finding his lover's nipple. He flicked out his tongue and swirled around the pink bud, nipping at the sensitive flesh and pulling at it. Jon let out soft grunt and untangled his hand from Luke's hair, moving it down to his chest. "Please, enough teasing," he stated, which was just enough for Luke to understand what he wanted.

Wordlessly, he unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his jeans, Jon mimicking his actions all the while. The two men kicked aside their pants and boxers, leaving them to stand bare-waisted. Jon looked up from tossing aside his pants only to immediately have two fingers shoved in his face. "Suck," commanded Luke. Jon obliged, grabbing Luke's wrist and taking the fingers into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the digits slowly as he locked eyes with Luke. His bright blue eyes were clouded with lust and his once hesitant demeanor had completely faded. Luke chewed the inside of his cheek at the sight. He drew back his fingers and kissed Jon hungrily, forcing the bottom harder against the wall. With this motion, Jon lifted his legs, crossing his ankles behind the dominants back to try and stay up. Luke lifted one hand to support his lover, his other finding Jon's hole. "You ready?" He asked in a low whisper, breathing heavily against Jon's lips.

"Yes," Jon replied with a slight nod, inhaling sharply as he felt Luke start to press his fingers in. "Ah, fuck," he gasped, his eyes shutting in protest of the quick invasion. Luke kissed roughly along Jon's lightly freckled shoulder as he twisted his fingers inside of his lover, curling them occasionally to stretch him out better. The smaller male let out tiny moans, barely audible, yet just enough to let Luke know that he was enjoying it. The small mewls and whines were getting the best of Luke and he couldn't hold back any longer. Withdrawing his fingers, he stroked himself and lined up with Jon's ready hole. Slowly, he lowered Jon down, penetrating him with a lustful grunt. Jon used one arm to hold on to Luke and the other to cover his mouth, stopping himself from moaning too loudly as Luke thrust into him slowly.

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Evan blocked a pretzel stick that was tossed directly at his face. "You bitch!" he exclaimed with a burst of laughter as he picked up the stick and threw it back at Tyler.

Just as Tyler was about to retaliate against Evans attack, Craig walked into the kitchen, "Hey, Delirious, this post totally describes you and-" he looked up from his phone to see that neither Jon nor Luke were in the kitchen. "Uh, where are they? He questioned quizzically and looked around with a raised brow.

Marcel, Evan and Tyler stood there for a moment. In their excitement over 'The Great Pretzel War', they hadn't even noticed the two disappear. "Dunno..." Evan stated with a lazy shrug.

"Well," Craig started with a sigh, "I'm gonna look for them." he padded toward the side hallway and Tyler skirted around the kitchen counter, quickly going after him.

"Wait up, babe," Tyler exclaimed and caught up to his boyfriend, "Ya'know," he started as he put his arm over Craig's shoulder, "I bet they're finally fuckin'!" He exclaimed with a laugh. Craig punched him playfully in the chest and then proceeded to give in and crack a small smile.

Vanoss simply ignored their lively banter and ran around the kitchen counter just as Tyler had. He poked his head into the living room, catching Brock's attention. He looked up at Evan from where he was sitting on the couch with Brian. "Dude, you look like you've seen a ghost," he chuckled.

Evan shook his head quickly, "I think it's finally happening!" Evan exclaimed in a sort of stage whisper.

Brock's face got more serious, "You're joking." He said and Evan shook his head once more.

"Uh?" Brian spoke up, "What the hell are you two going on about?" He questioned curiously.

Ignoring his partner, Bock sprung up off the couch, "I've been waiting for this forever." he fangirled internally and ran past Evan, into the kitchen and through the hall, followed closely by Evan and Marcel.

Brian sat in puzzled silence for a moment before quickly getting up and following them to the dimly lit hall.  "What's going on?" he questioned and Brock turned to shush him.

All six of them stood in silence before the only closed door in the hall. "Of course it's my fuckin' room-" Marcel scoffed as he noticed where they were all standing.

Craig hesitantly placed his ear to the door and listened, his face turning a bright red. "Oh, they're definitely in there!" He said, standing up off the door.

Tyler leaned over and elbowed Evan. "Dude," he whispered, "I dare you to go in there."

"What!" Evan exclaimed, "No way- No!" He protested as Tyler started to shove him toward the door. With a strangled grunt, Evan shoved Tyler in return. Before he could catch himself, he crashed into the door and it swung open. All six spectators held their breath.

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(A/N:) WHOO

That's part one-

Part two cumming soon (ha ha >;3 )

ANYWAYS

This is 1559 words and it's only one part. Part two already has about 2000 words so it's like DAMNB

I hope that you liked it~

THanks and have a geeeeeeraaaaaaattteeeee day :3