(The sex part is really short I'm sorry school is f***ing me with a chainsaw rn)

Warnings:
Masturbating to sex
Having sex to sex (lol)
top rich because fIgHt mE
bottom jake because fIgHt mE
top jeremy (for once lol)
bottom michael (still not used to it)
sir kink
daddy kink

Context:
boyfs
Post squip

Michael's POV

"OOoOH! mmMM, HARDER, rICH!! gOD, DADDY!"

"aH~! You're so tight, Jake!"

I smash the pillow into my face and around my head to try and mute the moaning more.

"What the FÛCK are they doing?!" I hear Jeremy groan from the other side of the room.

"I don't know! They've been at it for like, 2 hours!"

More noises erupt from the bedroom down the hall. Having a sleepover with Jake and Rich ONLY was not a good idea. They don't know a single thing about PDA. We could tell they were trying not to stuff their tongues down each others throats during dinner, and as soon as someone made a "suggestive" dare in truth or dare, they went at it.

I hear Jeremy groan again. He sounded uncomfortable and upset.

"Hey, Jer, are you okay? I know it's pretty bad but what's wro-"

I sit up, the pillow falling off the bed and turned my head to see Jeremy jacking off. I stopped mid-sentence and laughed, facepalming.

"W-what?! I'm a horny teenager, does it look like I'm NOT going to jack off to sounds?! I jack off to porn noises every morning, Michael! You should knOW!" his voice cracked as I assumed he flicked his wrist in a way that inflicted a more pleasurable experience than the other times.

"Well... since you're so impatient that you couldn't even wait to get home to have sex, how bout I do you a favour and we can give them a taste of their own medicine?"

His face turned red and he looked at me with doe, shy eyes.

"Y-yes, sir.."

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Jeremy's POV

"GOD, FÜÇK, SIR! aH!! YOU'RE SO BIG! YOU'RE AMAZING! SHiiIIIIIT!" My throat felt like it was being torn apart from the nonstop yelling but the feeling was astounding.

Tears brimmed and my body shook as his cock drilled into my hole at a relentless speed, ramming at my prostate with every thrust.He had my arms pinned against the wall, nails digging into my flesh as beads of sweat fell down his forehead.  I was in bliss each time he thrusted, feeling so full and satisfied. His eyes were shut tight and all that could be heard was moaning, yelling, panting and skin slapping.

"JEREMY! I-I'M GONNA CUM SOON!"

"AH! FÙČK, ME TOO!"

A few more thrusts commenced before I felt warm, thick liquid rush into my body, as well as the coil in my stomach release. Silence washed over the room, and the smell of sex was evident as all my senses finally came rushing back to me.

"That was... amazing, baby boy. Maybe I'll reward you with a second round once we get back home." He winked and I blushed even more, although my face was still red from the mindblowing sex I just had.

"Y-yeah, thanks, sir."

"It's just Michael now, honey." He giggled.

I felt fatigue slowly wash over me, and I yawned, digging my head into his warm chest and almost falling asleep before...

SLAM

"OH MY GOD THEY ACTUALLY DID IT!! THCORE!"

Michael and I groaned as we turned our heads to the doorway, seeing the door busted wide open and Rich with a hysterical look on his face, while Jake smirked.

I was still too tired to function as a human being, let alone words strung together in a sentence.

"W-what do you mean?"

"We heard you from the other room! You didn't ACTUALLY think we were fūćking, right?" Rich asked, enthusiastic and pumped, fists curled up. (wtf he actually said an entire sentence without a lisp? *insert surprised pikachu face*)

"Huh? Of course you guys were, what...?" An equally tired, raspy just-woke-up voice next to me spoke.

"Think about it! Did you hear any skin slapping? Or thumping against the wall or door?" Jake replied cunningly.

Oh... crap. Those weren't real moans. It was a joke.

I blushed even more, and turned to Michael for my eyes to meet an equally embarrassed look, his tan cheeks tinted pink.

"Ha! The group chat is THO getting the audio we took. We'll leave you to it!" They snickered as they closed the door behind them.

We sighed and heard our phones ding from the bedside table. It was a message from the group chat.

Oh no. We're so screwed.