Requested by @Rainbow_Playz
Sorry it took so long, I'm kinda busy with school 😅

Warnings:
Daddy kink (and use of "baby boy")
Dildo
Spanking
Use of words "slut" and "whore"

Context:
Straight after Pornhub™ Pt 1
Takes place at night
Kind of a dead girl walking AU but barely
tHeY'rE sTiLl bEsTiEs wTf

(Also please note that the author has died, sorry if she doesn't post for another 3 months. Not edited cuz I can't be bothered to.)

Jeremy's POV

"Mahal sin kita, asukal."

"........what"

I was shocked. And confused. And horny, but then again, when was I not?

He? Loved ME? Is that possible? Is it possible for ANYONE to love me?

"You heard me." Came from the speaker again. "I love you too.

"I- uh- where is this coming from?" Too? Why is he saying too? Did I ever tell him I loved him? How does he know? The only time I remember saying that I loved him out loud was-

OH SHI-

"Jeremy? Are you there?"

"haAaHAaA yEs I Am hEeRe WhaT dO yOu nEeD?" Stupid voice cracks. They're even more evident when I'm nervous.

"Um... you know I watched your video... right?" My heart was beating faster than a child could run on sugar.

"Ummmmmm no!! What video?? M-Michael I don't know what you m-mea-"

"You were on pornhub, Jeremy. I saw you with my own two blind-aśs eyes."

Welp, time to have a panic attack and reevaluate my life purposes. I was in the middle of my hyperventilating stage when he spoke up again.

"Jeremy, I love you, do you want me to come over? We can talk about it there."

"Y-yeah. Okay. Thanks. See you soon."

"À bientôt!"

"I thought you were Filipino, not French."

"Oh shut up, ya doof." And then he hung up. God, I'm terrified, not breathing properly, and somehow, still horny.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~10 mins later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Michael's POV
That boy thinks he can just ignore what happened and get away with it? Well he's wrong. He is GOING to admit his love for me today, whether he likes it or not.

~~~~~~~~~10 mins later~~~~~~~~~

Jeremy's POV

*snap*

I whisked my head around to see Michael staring at me and waving through my bedroom window as the lock snapped in half.

"WHAT THE FÛCK?!" I screeched, heart racing and not expecting that.

He smiled maniacally, almost in a Psychopathic way

"What are you doing in my room?!"

He smirked even wider

"Got no time to knock. I need answers. Stat."

I visibly gulped as he came closer and pushed me onto the bed so I was sitting on it. I felt my heart beat quicken and irrational thoughts filled my head. He casually moved up my lap so he was eye level with me.

"So, Jeremy. Care to explain the video I found? And why you kept putting it off? Did you think I wasn't gonna find it? And punish you for getting off for so long without me?"

His voice was low and laced with fragile words, almost a growl, as if if I said something wrong, he would explode on me.

My breath hitched as he started rubbing his crotch area up and down my thigh.

"M-Michael? What are you doing?!"

"shuddup and let me show you how much I love you" he mumbled under his breath.

"T-this is gay!! We've never talked about this before! W-we're besties!"

He ignores my nervousness and reaches for my shirt to tuck it over my head, throwing it across the room. He nips my neck and backside, leaving hickeys for the world to be exposed to. I shiver. I'm not supposed to be feeling like this! Not for my best friend!

I try to stop but I give in at this point. He's irresistible and I've already dig myself in so deep, what could possibly go wrong?

My hands immediately dive into his soft hair, although I'm still slightly embarrassed. His hand travels up my chest slowly, in a seductive manner.  Once his hand gets above my nipple, he stills it and looks up at me. I locked eyes with him, getting lost in the heat of the moment and his beautiful hazel voids. Before I could process what was happening, his lips were on mine. The rest was a blur.

~~~~~~~~~~UwU~~~~~~~~~~~

I gasp as his lower half grinds on mine, quickly becoming harsher and more impatient. I shudder and grab onto his shoulders, gripping them tightly as if he could fade away at any moment. I gasp again and my crotch is rubbed and bite my lip.

"Shut up, whore. You don't get to talk today."

He looks at them like an excited and hungry wolf after finding a sheep for the first time in days. He licks his lips and pulls my boxers down all at once. I'm blushing or embarrassment at this point. I know I'm small. Rich told me once. In the school bathroom. That's why I've resorted to using the stalls in case anyone else tries to insult my dick size.

"I know it's not much... I'm sorry"

His expression softens for a moment and he looks at me in slight shock instead of focusing on my quickly hardening member.

"Honey... it's perfect. You're perfect."

He goes back to the task at hand and I blush and hug him tight, despite his throat almost being halfway down my dick already. I gasp again and I feel him smirk around my cock.

He pops off and strokes my length with fast strokes. His thumb moves over the slit multiple times, but for only barely a second occasionally, teasing me.

"You seemed to enjoy that dildo inside of you during the video, huh? Well, let's test that out a bit"

He strutts across the room and pulls out my toy from the drawer. I'm in shock, I didn't even know he knew I had that! Or even where it was!!

He turns over and sees my obvious confusion and embarrassment. His smirk gets just a bit darker and his voice gets even lower as he lets out a breathy laugh.

"Didn't know I saw this? Oh yeah, my weed searching skills are pretty effective for other things too." He says, looking at and twisting the dildo around in his hand.

He gets on top of me and drags the dildo down my chest all the way to my not-very-chiseled V line.

I writhe in anticipation but he holds my hips down with a devilish smile, seeming to enjoy how helpless I looked.

He grabs a tiny lube tube (why does that sounds so cute, lube tube) from his pocket, and before I can question it, he lathers a tiny bit of the substance to the tip of the you and puts the bottle back. His brings it down to my hole and presses the tip there. It feels so cold, so I take a moment to adjust to the temperature, letting out shallow breaths as he wiggles it around the toy's exciting destination.

I quickly breathe in and resist the urge to squirm up when the dildo is slightly pressed in. I expect him to push it in slowly, or at least twist it or tease me or something, but instead he shoves the whole thing in me, almost dry with only that tiny drop of lube. It stings like a motherfücker.

"N-no prep?!" I almost yell.

"This is your punishment, slut." He lowly chuckles as he rubs my inner thigh, waiting for me to adjust only the slightest bit to the burn before thrusting it in and out, starting a medium pace.

After a while, the sting is still slightly there but most of it has melted away, causing a distinct euphoria to come back. It's been a while since I've done this, so I'm over sensitive to it. It feels heavenly as he picks up the pace, how roughly slamming the dildo in and out and abusing my hole as his upper body moves up to suck on my neck, darkening the bruise marks from earlier.

I'm almost seeing stars as the page picks up even more, basically vibrating inside me. Who knew you could get such a good dildo job from your best friend?

My thoughts and feelings of pleasure are interrupted as I feel another burning sensation on my asś checks. I hear a slap. He... spanked me.

"Do you like that?? ANSWER ME."

I'm so wrapped up in heat and want that I can barely provide regular sentences. All I can sense is the feeling of my gaping hole around the dildo occasionally hitting my G spot and the pleasure slap from before.

"Y-yEs, I lo- AH! MiChael!! Daddy! YeS! Fûck-"

I didn't even realise what I called him until after I said it, but he seems to enjoy it because he continues slapping my asß harder and thrusting the toy in and out. After a while, he stops spanking me when my butt shines a satisfying red. Instead, he uses his free hand to stroke my shaft. Double the pleasure emerges and I can feel the familiar bubbly sensation in my stomach.

I let out raspy groans that sound close to words, my throat is sore from moaning and yelling.

"Mi- daddy- I'm gonna- please-"

"Okay. Let it all out for your daddy, baby boy."

So I do. I don't even register my orgasm because all I can see is white, and immediately after, fatigue wipes over me.

Michael slows the toy and his hand's movements to a halt as semen splats all over my stomach.

After I finish catching my breath, I'm so tired I could sleep for days on end.

"Did you enjoy that, baby?"

I muster all my strength and slowly nod.

"Good, because you're gonna get more of it later."

And then the dark void of unconsciousness envelopes me.

(Please give me constructive criticism I'm gonna pass out for another 8 hours ok byeeeee)