TIME TO TEST OUT MY THIRD PERSON SKILLZ, LET'S 'A GO!

(This is based off of a tiny segment of Craig's stream for Jay)

Warning: Intense shameless smut.

The boys laughed at Eli's misfortune in comedy, the Asian's face tinting with embarrassment. "One day, Eli. One day." Lucas mocked, everyone's laughter rising. "I tried, okay?" He defended, shrugging and crossing his arms. "Eli be Du-tryin'." Tyler wheezed, Smitty snorting and Mini doubling over as a new idea highlighted his features with joy. "Eli be Du-cryin'!" He immediately shouted next, Marksman cackling with Smitty while Craig fell off the log in tears. Wildcat chuckled at his best friend's beat red face, smiling at his satisfied need to always make the lad laugh. Tyler basked in Mini's reaction, loving Craig's contagious smile that encouraged him to think of something else hilarious and witty to say, but of course, he didn't have the time.

"I think we should start heading out," Smitty advised, standing up and dusting off his khaki cargo pants. "Uh—yeah; we probably should." Marksman agreed, gazing into the sky to try and find the sun through the early stars. "Whatever.." Eli muttered, helping Mark put out the fire while the other three gathered their things. Without warning, Tyler instinctively made a beeline to his stolen truck, Craig immediately noticing his loss of company and skipping over to the other side of the truck like a lost puppy. Upon hearing the car door open on the other side, Mini obediently did the same, even if there wasn't even so much as a silent command to do so. He hopped in, shutting the door and smiling at the content silence between the two.

The silence was broken by Tyler, for he wasn't so sure that Mini wanted the quiet. "We're gettin' outta here." He smiled, starting the ignition and making Craig laugh. Craig never questioned why Tyler wanted them to be alone together instead of driving with the pack, mainly because Craig was happy with it. Both of them heard the shouts of their friends, Tyler only rolling down the window and shouting "See ya' later, fuckers!" while speeding away. Mini stuck his head out the window, yelling back at the now trio. "'Guess we'll meet you there!" He half laughed, pulling his head back in so that he didn't get shot.

Instinctively, he braced himself, knowing very well that Wildcat loved to drive insanely fast on the rugged terrain. And as if Tyler knew his thoughts, Craig was met with the first of many large bumps beneath the tires. They laughed together, Craig nearly squealing—and sometimes screaming—every time the truck shook and bounced. Wildcat grinned deviously as he felt daring and made a sudden sharp turn towards a slanted hillside. Mini instantly knew what he was doing and held onto the armrest tightly while pushing onto the floor painfully so that his weight wasn't thrown around. The car shot up into the air, both screaming and laughing as their stomachs dropped.

The car landed safely, the sound of faint chuckles, heavy breathing, and their own raging heartbeats filling their ears. The breathless "Again." was all it took for Wildcat to speed towards the next hill. And the next. And the next. And the next. Soon it was all adrenaline and selfish impulses, Mini telling him to go faster and faster, Wildcat pressing down harder as he did so. The truck was practically flying every time it shot off the ground, the two nearly silent as the blurry scenery, heavy stomach dropping, and crazy adrenaline pumping hazed their thoughts; they didn't think, just do. 

They skid to a stop, both of their minds fuzzy and stupid. Craig's mission was to get more air in before Tyler took off again, but Tyler was already done stepping on the gas pedal for today and his plan was a dizzy impulse. "Hey, Craig?" He breathed, Craig's heart unknowingly fluttering, which startled Mini but he took it as part of the moment or something along those lines. "Huh?" He hummed back, lips parted and eyes making their way up to Tyler's. The wind had messed up parts of their hair, even though it managed to somewhat find its rightful place through the panic of being tossed around. Craig's face was pink, his eyes dilated, and glasses slightly tilted and out of place on his nose. His eyes drifted to Mini's slim yet plump, pink lips which were tempting him.

Craig watched as Tyler licked his lips, as if to moisten before speaking, and felt a tug at his heart. He got comfier in the passenger's seat, which was closer to Tyler, as he waited for him to continue. When his eyes flickered back, he saw something different in Wildcat; something that put him on edge. Mini tried to understand his silence, getting goosebumps as the gentle sound of rushing water fought to bring him ease. Mini took part of his lip into his mouth, sucking on it as he sought out to decipher Wildcat's weirdness. The quiet wasn't awkward; both of them were in heavy thought—or trance—and the river's trickle filled their unspoken words.

Something clicked—or completely flew over his head—in Craig's mind and time resumed again. He quickly shook his thoughts from his head, hoping his dopey smile and burning cheeks would go unnoticed. But Tyler was tempted; brought out of his own thoughts and into action. Craig's brain had drifted to the wonders of his friend's lips and how some girl would be lucky to be manipulated by them. Sure, his friends had talked about it and a drunken game of spin the bottle proved that Wildcat was indeed a great kisser, but Mini wondered what'd be like if Tyler wasn't forced to kiss him; if Tyler kissed him by a spike of desire and passion and really—truly meant what his lips do. Only then would Craig know for sure that he was fantastic. Perhaps, Craig wanted to enjoy it for himself?

He found himself mindlessly staring, heart throbbing with nerves and mouth drying at the thought. Mini licked his lips, swearing he was going crazy as he noticed Wildcat leaning in. And when he pressed his lips against his own, Mini had never felt so much love in his life. To be wanted by his own friend in such a way thrilled him, his heart bursting with passion as their lips touched in only ways he'd dreamed of doing. Tyler's force never weakened, although, that was what weakened Craig; what brought a tingle to his knees and a fierce shiver down his spine. He understood that this had only happened from the heat of the moment and Craig was determined to never let that flame burn out.

Nerves sparking, Craig got on his knees to lean in further, grabbing onto Tyler in attempts to deepen the kiss. The giant sat up on his knees as well, overpowering the brit as Mini's back hit the car door. Tyler's tongue dove in the first chance it got, Mini shuddering at the new feeling. Wildcat held Craig's face, mounting Craig as he closed all the space between them and pressed him up against the truck door—and things were getting way too hot for Min. Craig groaned and entangled his fingers in Ty's hair, using his other hand to roam Tyler's broad shoulders and slide beneath his shirt—but Ty beat him to it. They moaned against each other's lips, shirts riding up as they breathed in a space for one. Their steamy breaths etched further Craig's sudden arousal as Ty started to bite and intensify the kiss with more force.

Whilst trying to get cold air from the heated situation, Craig unintentionally bucked his hips as Tyler touched him, letting out a strangled moan. He gasped at the pleasure it brought, a new form of raw lust glistening in his eyes—Tyler growling at the new side of Mini. He buried his tongue in Craig's mouth, practically ripping it out to feast on Craig's tender neck. Craig howled blissfully, nearly falling out of the truck window as Tyler mauled his throat. Mini moaned Tyler's name as he unconsciously ground his hips against Wildcat, the American grinding back slowly yet forcefully. Electrical sparks of pleasure transferred between the both of them, Craig slowly slipping out of the car as he dug his nails into Ty's back. Tyler yanked Craig back up, the intensity stopping as their eyes met. An idea formed between their heavy pants as the lulling sound of the river water peaked their interests.

With a rush of adrenaline, the two leaped out of the car and down to the river, both boys' hands on each other and removing their clothes. Now completely nude, their lips met once more and their hands roamed freely across each other's skin, exploring every inch of solid muscle and soft flesh. Craig moaned into the kiss before they separated to step into the river. Surprisingly, they never bothered or worried about what could've been lurking in the water that came up a few inches above their knees—or Craig's, anyway. It was fine because the only infectious creatures in the water were themselves; their mouths latched on to each other's skin like leeches, biting and sucking everywhere like they'd never be able to hold each other again until their lips combined once more in a passionate kiss. 

Mini's knees felt weak as they progressively lost more and more air through their all-too-intense makeout session, Tyler going in to let him breathe as he harshly bit the lad's pulse point, roughly grabbing his ass as he did so. Craig gasped for air as he let out a strangled moan, gripping Ty's shoulders for support. His eyes rolled to the back of his head again, leaning so that Wildcat could have more room for teeth. Their erections met between them, Craig grinding against Tyler's hard-on to bring some sort of pleasure to his new lover. They both groaned, Ty joining Mini in moving his hips. Tyler's free hand tugged the small of Craig's back so that they were flush against each other. Their lips soon clashed again, small noises of pleasure passing through them. Wildcat's tongue fought Mini's, leaving to mark up his neck again.

This was indeed a new type of passion and feeling between the two, both virgins to doing it with a guy, but also a new level to their relationship. Friends? They didn't know and, honestly, didn't care at this moment what everyone thought of this. Everything was fast, but Craig never wanted to let go, and that's what the lad planned to do. It was extremely hot between the duo, and anyone would say they weren't sober in the slightest, but they weren't drunk or high, they were intoxicated by each other. They had yearned for this for too long, damnit, and they were ending this tonight, pouring everything they had into this lust-filled moment.

Mini's wondering thoughts of who would be the bottom were answered when Tyler's moist finger snuck lower to toy with Mini's hole. He blushed and whimpered, trying to hide his shame in Tyler's chest. Craig knew he'd never top Wildcat in his wildest dreams, and he should've known and been prepared for this, but perhaps he thought it wouldn't get this far. Or, maybe, it was the fact he'd been waiting for this, or even that he was really shy and nervous about this sudden anticipation for Tyler to dominate him like that.

Tyler smirked at Craig's fidgeting, using his free hand to lift Mini's chin. He kissed him again, surprising Craig by being gentle with his lips, and pulled back for a reaction. And Tyler just watched. He watched Craig's flushed face change as pushed his finger inside of him, feeling him clench tightly. He watched his mouth open widely, his brows and nose scrunch up, his eyes refusing to open. He watched on as Mini's hands squeezed his shoulders like his only lifeline and slid down his back with nails digging into his skin. He never stopped watching—enjoying—as Mini's knees nearly gave up beneath him, as Mini let out his first noise of pleasure, as Mini shuddered and melted into Tyler's arms with delight.

By the third finger, a visible droplet of sweat slid down Craig's temple and his wobbly legs were practically useless; the only way he managed to stay upright was by leaning on Tyler. Moans poured from his mouth like an infinite pitcher, delicately falling and pleasing Tyler's ears. He was grunting and whining with every pant, clinging to Tyler like a newborn. White hot pleasure shot through his nerves as he keened in bliss, his breathing picking up drastically as he consciously did the sexiest pout Tyler had ever seen. With a new idea in mind, Wildcat pressed Mini's prostate again, his dick twitching as Craig repeated the reaction. Ty massaged the sensitive bundle of nerves, internally drooling over Craig's pouting, whimpering, and mewling as the lad trembled and hollered Tyler's name in ecstasy. 

"Hold me." Craig had blurted out of nowhere, Tyler pulling him in closer anyway. Their lips touched and Mini really tried to be a part of the kiss, but he had to pull away when he couldn't stop moaning and focusing was out of the question. He started whining and pouting so hard that Tyler thought he was gonna cry. Instead of crying, though, he was met with Mini bouncing weakly and gently shaking him. Perhaps curling his fingers and forcefully shoving them against Mini's prostate wasn't a good idea... "Please," Craig begged breathlessly, his body language reading uncomfortable even though he continued to shiver with bliss. And if Craig wasn't an adult and naked, anybody would've thought he was doing the 'pee-pee' dance, but, no, he was doing the 'Tyler-you-better-fuck-me-in-the-ass-right-now' dance, making Tyler's dick twitch again at the sight of Craig nearly looking like he had ADHD just because he needed his dick so bad.

"Not yet, baby, I need something too," Ty muttered huskily into the Thompson's ear, rubbing the smaller's tailbone as he uncurled his fingers inside of Craig. Mini shuddered, pressing his lips lazily against the brunette's chest as he reveled in the feeling of the stronger man's fingers. Craig knew what he wanted once his mind could focus after Tyler's 'magic fingers' disappeared. They shuffled over to a rock by the land, Craig stumbling slightly from weak legs and nearly collapsed in front of the boulder as he tried to move the giant backwards.

Soon, Tyler fell back onto the rock, sitting up with Craig crouched between his legs. Mini, having no idea of what he was doing, just dove in, taking in as much of Tyler as he could in his mouth and hoped it did something for him. When Wildcat's fingers found their way into his bubblegum locks, he knew he was doing something right and pulled his lips back slowly. Mini's hands squeezed the thick base, sinking Tyler's cock back into his mouth. "Use–... Use your tongue." Tyler panted, his other hand now supporting himself on the rock. Craig obliged, rubbing his tongue along the underside. Craig pulled back, licking the shaft bottom to top and not thinking about going slow at the slit. The American cursed under his breath, biting his lip and grunting with the Brit's ministrations, allowing beads of sweat to roll freely from his brow. Mini took Ty back in his mouth again, sucking on the tip before going down further. 

With a deep breath, Wildcat ground his hips very slowly as to not make Mini gag. He threw his head back, groaning lowly at the wet heat moving around his member. Mini took his chance to bob his head, rubbing what he couldn't reach in sync. Tyler moaned, Craig's name slipping through his lips as he leaning back, almost sounding vulnerable to Craig until his dominance was re-established by bucking his hips. Craig gagged, pulling away panting with saliva dangling from his mouth to Tyler's cock. Ty looked down at Mini, nearly wanting to come undone all over Craig's face just from how hot the sight was. 

"Fuck," Tyler cursed breathlessly, biting his lip as Mini licked his own. "What?" Mini wiped the spit from his mouth, looking up at Wildcat with big eyes. "Oh, I'll show you what," Ty growled teasingly, displaying a playful, toothy smirk as he grabbed Craig and flipped him onto the rock roughly. Craig squealed as Tyler's hands reached his hips and as the rock met his chest, face going red as he latched on to the solid earth for support and looked over his shoulder. Tyler leant over the smaller male, tip brushing against his entrance. Tyler licked his way up Craig's spine, teeth sinking into the lad's neck before pushing in. Mini's eyes rolled to the back of his head as he groaned in ecstasy, raising his ass higher for his tormentor. He opened his mouth wide, trembling with the feeling. Min wouldn't admit that it burned in the slightest, wanting Ty to keep going. He'd never felt this kind of pleasure in his life and he didn't want it to stop just because part of it hurt, so he sucked it up and let the man stuff him.

"Oh, fffffuuuck," Craig groaned, his pitch going higher towards the end before he bit his lip to try and contain the pain struck upon his rear. Mini squeezed and clawed the rock like his life depended on it, gritting his teeth and gasping for air as if he was being deprived of it. Tyler slowly ground his hips forcefully into Mini, Craig grinding back and drooling through his moans. "You like that, huh?" Tyler teased into his ear, bringing his hand down on Craig's ass as he bit the lobe. Craig shrieked as the stinging washed over his cheek, burying his face in the rock shamefully. Yes, this was degrading to be the receiver, but Craig should be proven guilty for liking how Ty was treating him like a little bitch. He was loving Ty's alpha male and decided to submit to his little game as the taller brought down his hand again.

Min's face flushed as shameless "Yeah~" eeped out, Tyler doing an animalistic growl before nipping at the smaller's throat, much to Mini's delight. The American then gently pulled out, making the Brit squirm at the feeling, before thrusting all the way back in roughly. Craig's head shot up and he moaned loudly, his legs shaking as a soft buzz clogged his senses for a moment. "You like my cock, huh? Yeah?" Tyler mocked, one hand finding soft pink hair while the other rubbed Craig's behind tenderly. He thrusted again, yanking Craig's hair as he slapped the younger's ass and overpowered him with pleasure. "Yeaahh~" The lad keened without a second thought, squeezing his eyes shut and clenching around the guest breaking in—and, damn, was he satisfied with being the hostess. "Do—Do it again." He begged, his tongue falling out of his wide mouth as Ty pulled out and push in all the way once more. "Yeah~ F–fuck meeee." Mini mewled out in bliss as Tyler found rhythm with his hips and skin began to slap against skin.

Tyler stood up straight, a tight grip on the submitting's hair as he bucked into him. "'So good..." Trickled right out of the lad's mouth as he started losing touch with reality. Tyler growled in pleasure, licking his lips as he watched the Thompson go from desperately clawing at the rock to limp and shaking. He smirked as Craig's hand slowly repeated its course of trying to latch on to the same spot as if he had no idea it was moving on its own, and he didn't. It stopped when Tyler brought his hand down again and Craig jumped, squeaking and moaning loudly. The larger male soon lost interest in the position, panting as he hoisted the smaller up, hands underneath his thighs. He thought about placing him on the tree, but Craig's bare body would have to bear splinters. The Brit grinded on Tyler's dick, a hand on his bicep and another on his neck to keep the lad steady, the action giving the older an idea as he bucked his hips into Craig's sweet ass. 

Wildcat lifted Mini a little bit higher, keeping a steady pace with his hips as he pulled Mini's legs farther apart to get in deeper. Mini squealed as Tyler went faster, moaning loudly every time he was filled to the brim. "Ah, fuck meee!" Craig grunted, toying with his own member as he threw his head back onto his tormentor's shoulder. "You like that, huh?" Ty teased, maneuvering his hips in a different way to get the most enticing whimper out of Craig. "Yeeeah~ Fu–fuck me, please," Mini mewled, his voice getting higher and breathless. Although lighter than Tyler, Craig started getting heavy in Tyler's arms, so he thought quick of where to place him and ended up missionary on the rock. Craig helped Ty move his legs so that his knees were touching his own shoulders and Tyler's dick was even deeper inside him. "Oh, God. Ohhhh, God. Fffuck. Fuck! Fuck! R–right–Right—Get it th–there!" Mini cried out in pleasure, stars dancing across his blurred vision. His eyes rolled to the back of his head as he keened louder than he had that whole session, a sense of shellshock rolling over him as his prostate was abused.

The position they were currently in had Tyler's hands underneath the smaller man, gripping part of his hip and the small of his back so that he could thrust a hell of a lot faster whilst hitting the lad's most sensitive nerve. "Tylerrrrrr, I–I'm getting close," Craig grunted, grinding down onto the cock that was repeatedly pounding into him. "Yeah? How close?" Ty mocked, creating hickeys up Craig's chest and collarbone. "Hahhh! Closer than I thought!" Mini groaned, squinting his eyes shut and opening his mouth wide. The younger's hand snaked its way down South only to get smacked away from the American. "Nah-uh. You're gonna cum from just this dick." The larger growled possessively, making the bottom nearly cum at just that. Craig latched on to Tyler tightly, making sure that his arms were simultaneously keeping his legs spread. "Tyler," Craig whimpered breathlessly, furrowing his brows and gasping for air. "Yeah, I'm fucking you." Tyler huffed, a smirk on his face as Mini whined and begged for more. 

"Bite me." 

And that's just what Tyler did. 

Teeth pinching the silky skin of his tender neck until he came.

"Holy hell, you're tight." Tyler panted, hastily ramming his hips into his shorter lover who was hollering like an animal beneath him. "Harder!" Craig bleated, on the verge of climax as heat pooled in his stomach and nerves overloaded with stimulation. Tyler bit Craig's pulse point one last time before the lad was screaming his name and the most intense orgasm in his life overtook him. Rope after rope of cum shot out across Craig's chest and abdomen, one managing to hit his nose from the intensity. Mini was still moaning and muttering nonsense to himself even after he was dragged back down from his amazing high, pleasure still hot in his senses. Tyler's pace continued to quicken and noises of bliss were muffled into the tough grip on the Brit's neck. "Ty–hah–ler, cu–cum inside me," Craig breathed, eyes barely opening to find Tyler. The American obliged with a smirk, stealing a sloppy kiss before closing his eyes and taking a new bite. He grunted, tensing as his warm juices threatened to spill into the hot, wet cavern encasing his cock. 

Ty groaned, roughly squeezing the younger's hips as his muscles spasmed and he filled Mini up with his semen. Craig hummed in delight, enjoying the hot sensation of Tyler planting his seed inside him. Ty eventually slowed down, sweat dripping down their bodies as they panted like dogs. He brought his face down for a brief kiss, his lips and tongue sliding across Craig's. When he pulled his face back, he met with dark green eyes, a connection going between them. Tyler carefully let go of Mini's waist, helping him maneuver his legs down as Craig moved his own fingers off of the giant's back and checked for blood under his fingernails. "Um... I might've clawed your back a bit..." Craig admitted shyly, peering at the skin cells he'd accidentally scraped off. Tyler seemed genuinely okay with this; proud, actually, that he had fucked Craig so hard that he was feverishly clawing at his back for salvation. "It's okay," He soothed, leaning over and planting a kiss to the lad's temple. 

"I'm about to pull out now, alright?" Tyler muttered, helping Mini brace himself before slowly pulling out of his new favorite hole. Craig gasped, groaning and closing his eyes while holding on to Tyler's shoulder and bicep. "'You ready?" Ty merely whispered to Craig, right at the edge of being out completely. Craig held his breath, digging his fingers even more into Tyler's skin as his cavern tried to close around nothing with a ping of pain. No longer connected, they looked up at each other again, a few breathless chuckles slipping out as they broke into smiles. Snorting, Tyler stood up, certain muscles appearing sore for his adrenaline had finally worn out. "Hey, 'you okay?" He asked softly, taking Craig's hand and helping him sit up. "Yeah, I'm fine," Mini panted, "'Just a little out of breath." And there, again, was pride burning in Tyler's chest. Tyler immediately noticed the thick, white goop trickling down the side of Mini's nose, tapping his own a few times to get Craig to realize. 

He giggled, blushing as he briskly wiped it away with his fingers, lapping it up out of curiosity—or, ya' know, wanting to please Tyler's eyes. Ty shook his head, biting his lips and going to say something to catch the Brit's attention. But before he could, however, his words got stuck in his throat as he watched Craig turn and make eye contact with him, fingers sinking past his lips into his wet mouth that Tyler really wanted on his right about now. Smirking, he pulled them out with a moan, strings of saliva attached to his digits as he licked them clean. "'Kay, they're clean." He spoke nonchalantly, cutting Tyler short from his trance. "Don't do that shit, man." Ty huffed, noticing his form leaning over Craig's. "Do what?" He questioned innocently, hand making its way to his leaking hole. "Craig–" Tyler began to threat, getting cut off by Craig going "This?" and sticking his finger with a fresh coat of Tyler's cum in his mouth. "Yeah, it's hot," Tyler informed, licking his lips as he pulled Craig's wrist back. 

Craig whined at the loss of the salty flavor, rolling his eyes and pushing Tyler back. "Aren't you gonna get up?" Ty asked, watching Craig hunch and slightly lean back down onto the rock. "Nothing wooooorks." He groaned, gesturing to his previously manhandled limbs. "'Thought you were 'just out of breath'?" Tyler chuckled, Craig going to protest but instead yelping when Ty threw him over his shoulder. "Oh, that was a bad idea after cumming," Tyler grunted, legs a little wobbly at the new heavy weight upon his tired body. "Pfft—Ya' think? Now, put me down!" Craig huffed, not bothering to hide the smile on his face. "C'mon, we gotta get you cleaned up." Tyler retorted, planting the lad into the water. Craig's legs immediately gave up on him, Tyler catching the Brit. "Woah, there, partner." He teased, trying to get Mini to steady himself. "I told you, nothing works." Mini insisted, his legs numb and sore from his time with Tyler.

After a sigh, Ty helped Mini clean himself, Craig teasingly fingering the last of Tyler's semen out of his ass just to fluster him again. They spent their time afterwards just messing with each other in water and enjoying the company, sitting in the shallow and admiring the stars in silence. This was nice; something new that they were going to get addicted to. The pair finding flaws and studying beauty in the other's looks, taking the parts into a deeper level of thought with the new eye-opener. Craig never loved anyone's eyes more than he did Tyler's blue ones and Tyler was never hooked on someone's lips like he was Craig's. And when their eyes rose to the stars again, bodies close, Craig broke the silence. "Hey, Tyler?" He muttered, snuggling the back of his head into Tyler's chest. "Huh?" The American hummed, attention now on the Brit. "I think—No, I'm definitely gay." Mini declared, startling Tyler. "What?" He chuckled, an eyebrow raised and a smile on his face before Craig's words turned it into a confident smirk. 

"I fucking love dick."

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'Sorry, the rushed ending got bad 'cause I'm tired as fuCK. buT On A siDenOtE, this is the first smut I'm actually proud of, so go me. Wooop... July 15, 2017, 3–fucking–A.M..

Hey, 'you like smut? Pictures of male buttox? The deleted 'Nudes' by 'Setsuna' or whatever the fuck her name was at the time? I have a story that's basically that but a better version and more plot and each chapter is way longer ;) It's called 'Internet Pet' but it's on a private account so random fucknuggets can't report it, so you have to DM me if you want a link. The only requirement is for you not to be an ass and report it because that'd ruin it for everybody. (Shameless plug)

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