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schmericaSo today I wrote 1500 words of completely gratuitous Waycest basement porn where Gerard is a girl and they never touch each other. Note: when I say gratuitous, I'm not kidding. But hey! Porn! So ... enjoy, I guess.
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There's this one time when Gee and Mikey are hanging out with a friend of theirs in the basement, getting high and shooting shit, no different than any other time. Gee's sprawled on the bed, halfway out of it, totally uninterested in moving, and she hasn't contributed anything to the conversation for a little while, so maybe the guys think she's passed out already. It's the only thing that would explain a little why their voices get lower, down to whispers where they're sitting next to each other on the couch against the other wall, and then Mikey's climbing off the couch and onto his knees, between the other guy's legs.
Gee doesn't say anything, do anything, give any indication she is still there or tell them to stop or anything, so maybe it's actually her fault. It doesn't feel that creepy or weird watching though, like it probably should. The thing she can't get over is how fucking pretty Mikey is like this. Not just with the cock in his mouth, because she can't even see that that clearly from this position and has to fill in the details with her imagination (the look on his face, the way his lips are probably strained tight). But more like Mikey's always been her little brother, all awkward and weird and hers, and tonight she's looking at him and he's pretty.
The guy's whispering still, but louder now. "Suck it, suck it, yeah, God, take it--" It's the only real sound in the room. Mikey's right arm is moving in a way that makes Gee pretty sure he's jerking himself off, too. She turns her face a little more so her mouth is pressed into the pillow and curls her fingers against the loose fabric of the jeans on her thigh.
The guy comes pretty quickly with this kind of loud moan. It's not too long after that Mikey's arm goes still and she can hear the quiet sigh and hiccuping breath, almost imperceptible except how it rings weirdly loud, just barely familiar in her back lizard brain.
The guy goes home a little bit later, and Mikey disappears with him. He comes back down to the basement a few minutes later and sits on the end of the bed, pushing Gee's feet out of the way.
"I know you're awake."
Gee snorts, and Mikey pokes her in the leg. "Come on."
Gee sits up, tucking her legs underneath her and leaning her head back against the wall. Mikey's half sitting and half lying down, his hips just on the edge of the bed. He's wearing sweatpants and his hard-on is obvious.
"I'm so fucking horny," he says, throwing one arm over his eyes. He sighs mournfully.
"Fuck you," Gee says, "you just fucking went. Don't you have a time-out button?"
"I fucking wish," Mikey says.
Gee makes a face at him. "Be grateful for what you've got."
Mikey moves his arm and looks at her curiously. "You could get off, you know. I know you keep that pink vibrator in your second drawer. I bet you're pretty wet already from watching us."
Gee feels herself go stiff while he talks, and her cheeks are getting warm. "Mikey Way, you have a filthy goddamn mouth."
Mikey sighs again as he moves his hand down to his crotch and starts rubbing against his dick through the sweats. "It's true though. Right?"
"Yeah," Gee admits.
"They say girls can just keep going. Like, on and on and on." Mikey sounds thoughtful, almost philosophical. Gee can't tear her eyes away from his hand, slow and regular movements. "Do you ever do that? Just you and that fucking vibrator, right here in this bed -- I bet you go for hours. One after another. You'd be so wet. Soaked down to your knees, probably. And your hands, your fingers going pruney..."
"Mikey," Gee says. It must be the pot or the booze, but she's done them any number of times before, and she can't remember her mind ever feeling this fuzzy.
He gives her a look she can't read, not quite. "I'll stop if you want me to," he says, and his hand is totally still and his eyes are wide and open and Gee has to clear her throat before she can talk.
"No," she says. "It's okay. You can go on. If you want."
Mikey closes his eyes for second. "Will you take off your shirt?"
Gee raises up on her knees and raises the black hoodie over her head and tosses it to the floor. She wraps her hands around the hem of the ratty t-shirt she has on underneath and gives Mikey a look, considering it.
"Please. I wanna see your tits," Mikey says, and his hand is underneath the waistband of his sweats now.
She takes off the t-shirt too and throws it down. She's not wearing a bra. They sag too much, she knows that, so she brings her hands up to them without even thinking about it, just to hold them in place. It's stupid, but she's almost surprised when her thumbs brush against her nipples. They're sticking out straight ahead, she's so turned on, and it sends the little rush of feeling through her bad, makes her make a small gasp out loud.
"Fuckin A," Mikey says, and he's shifting on the bed, pulling his pants down over his ass to midthigh, and she can finally see his cock, long and swollen and dark. His hand wraps around it, just the head sticking out from the end of his fist, alone and ridiculous. Gee licks her lips.
"I wonder why there's not more stories about vampire blowjobs," she says. "I mean, vampires are sexy. And sex with dicks, it's all about blood, right? Everything fun that's going on is blood. Shouldn't the two go together, you think?"
"I think," Mikey says, and his voice is a little strained, but otherwise it might be the same conversations they have everyday about this kind of stuff, "it's probably the teeth issue."
"Oh," Gee says. "That makes sense, I guess." She stops talking then, because Mikey's jerking off now for real, his fist moving fast and slick over his dick. His eyes keep moving between her chest and her face, like he can't commit to one location over the other.
She closes her eyes and drops one hand from her breast and sets it between her thighs. Not rubbing, not stroking, not doing anything, but it's something there, something she can clench and push against. She teases her nipple with the other hand, and she has a rhythm almost without thinking about it, rocking up against her hand.
"So hot," Mikey Way murmurs, and she opens her eyes again, not stopping what she's doing. He looks utterly focused now, direct laser beams to her eyes through his glasses, and his fist is moving so fast -- he's got to be almost there.
"Are you going to come?" she says, and he does something between a gasp and a laugh.
"Yeah. Yeah, God, Gee. I want-- I just want to put it in you, do you know that?" He's pulling at himself so hard it looks like it should hurt; she can't look away, not even to see his face while he's talking. "Would you let me do that? Not now, I know, I just. Someday. Would you."
"Jesus Christ, Mikey," Gee says, "I -- yeah. Fuck. Okay."
He comes with that same soft noise as earlier, spurts of come landing back on his t-shirt and belly.
"Fuck," Gee says, to herself this time. She moves her hands off her breast and away from her legs, and moves to sit at the edge of the bed. She watches Mikey, giving him time to recover, until his breath is regular and his expression's back to normal. Then she pokes him in the leg with her toe.
Mikey smiles at her, all goofy-like. "What?"
"Go to bed. You solved your horny problem."
He stands up, pulling his sweatpants back up over his, but he's giving her a knowing look. "You don't want to get off?"
"That's what my second drawer is for," Gee says, giving him a half-smile. "You're not invited to that show."
He doesn't argue with her, just finishes fixing his clothes, arranging his glasses, running his fingers through his hair. He looks rumpled, but not obscene. Like they could have just been cuddling or watching movies together. Strange.
Mikey stops right before he exits the room. He doesn't look back over at her, but his voice is totally uncertain, a little worried, and it makes something turn over in Gee's chest. "Gee-- what you said. You didn't--"
"I said someday," Gee says. "We don't have to talk about it now."
"Okay," Mikey says, and he sounds like he's accepting that as an answer. "Okay. Good night, Gee. Love you."
"Love you, too, Mikey," she says, and she waits for the door to close before she pulls off her jeans and opens the drawer for her vibrator.
*****
There's this one time when Gee and Mikey are hanging out with a friend of theirs in the basement, getting high and shooting shit, no different than any other time. Gee's sprawled on the bed, halfway out of it, totally uninterested in moving, and she hasn't contributed anything to the conversation for a little while, so maybe the guys think she's passed out already. It's the only thing that would explain a little why their voices get lower, down to whispers where they're sitting next to each other on the couch against the other wall, and then Mikey's climbing off the couch and onto his knees, between the other guy's legs.
Gee doesn't say anything, do anything, give any indication she is still there or tell them to stop or anything, so maybe it's actually her fault. It doesn't feel that creepy or weird watching though, like it probably should. The thing she can't get over is how fucking pretty Mikey is like this. Not just with the cock in his mouth, because she can't even see that that clearly from this position and has to fill in the details with her imagination (the look on his face, the way his lips are probably strained tight). But more like Mikey's always been her little brother, all awkward and weird and hers, and tonight she's looking at him and he's pretty.
The guy's whispering still, but louder now. "Suck it, suck it, yeah, God, take it--" It's the only real sound in the room. Mikey's right arm is moving in a way that makes Gee pretty sure he's jerking himself off, too. She turns her face a little more so her mouth is pressed into the pillow and curls her fingers against the loose fabric of the jeans on her thigh.
The guy comes pretty quickly with this kind of loud moan. It's not too long after that Mikey's arm goes still and she can hear the quiet sigh and hiccuping breath, almost imperceptible except how it rings weirdly loud, just barely familiar in her back lizard brain.
The guy goes home a little bit later, and Mikey disappears with him. He comes back down to the basement a few minutes later and sits on the end of the bed, pushing Gee's feet out of the way.
"I know you're awake."
Gee snorts, and Mikey pokes her in the leg. "Come on."
Gee sits up, tucking her legs underneath her and leaning her head back against the wall. Mikey's half sitting and half lying down, his hips just on the edge of the bed. He's wearing sweatpants and his hard-on is obvious.
"I'm so fucking horny," he says, throwing one arm over his eyes. He sighs mournfully.
"Fuck you," Gee says, "you just fucking went. Don't you have a time-out button?"
"I fucking wish," Mikey says.
Gee makes a face at him. "Be grateful for what you've got."
Mikey moves his arm and looks at her curiously. "You could get off, you know. I know you keep that pink vibrator in your second drawer. I bet you're pretty wet already from watching us."
Gee feels herself go stiff while he talks, and her cheeks are getting warm. "Mikey Way, you have a filthy goddamn mouth."
Mikey sighs again as he moves his hand down to his crotch and starts rubbing against his dick through the sweats. "It's true though. Right?"
"Yeah," Gee admits.
"They say girls can just keep going. Like, on and on and on." Mikey sounds thoughtful, almost philosophical. Gee can't tear her eyes away from his hand, slow and regular movements. "Do you ever do that? Just you and that fucking vibrator, right here in this bed -- I bet you go for hours. One after another. You'd be so wet. Soaked down to your knees, probably. And your hands, your fingers going pruney..."
"Mikey," Gee says. It must be the pot or the booze, but she's done them any number of times before, and she can't remember her mind ever feeling this fuzzy.
He gives her a look she can't read, not quite. "I'll stop if you want me to," he says, and his hand is totally still and his eyes are wide and open and Gee has to clear her throat before she can talk.
"No," she says. "It's okay. You can go on. If you want."
Mikey closes his eyes for second. "Will you take off your shirt?"
Gee raises up on her knees and raises the black hoodie over her head and tosses it to the floor. She wraps her hands around the hem of the ratty t-shirt she has on underneath and gives Mikey a look, considering it.
"Please. I wanna see your tits," Mikey says, and his hand is underneath the waistband of his sweats now.
She takes off the t-shirt too and throws it down. She's not wearing a bra. They sag too much, she knows that, so she brings her hands up to them without even thinking about it, just to hold them in place. It's stupid, but she's almost surprised when her thumbs brush against her nipples. They're sticking out straight ahead, she's so turned on, and it sends the little rush of feeling through her bad, makes her make a small gasp out loud.
"Fuckin A," Mikey says, and he's shifting on the bed, pulling his pants down over his ass to midthigh, and she can finally see his cock, long and swollen and dark. His hand wraps around it, just the head sticking out from the end of his fist, alone and ridiculous. Gee licks her lips.
"I wonder why there's not more stories about vampire blowjobs," she says. "I mean, vampires are sexy. And sex with dicks, it's all about blood, right? Everything fun that's going on is blood. Shouldn't the two go together, you think?"
"I think," Mikey says, and his voice is a little strained, but otherwise it might be the same conversations they have everyday about this kind of stuff, "it's probably the teeth issue."
"Oh," Gee says. "That makes sense, I guess." She stops talking then, because Mikey's jerking off now for real, his fist moving fast and slick over his dick. His eyes keep moving between her chest and her face, like he can't commit to one location over the other.
She closes her eyes and drops one hand from her breast and sets it between her thighs. Not rubbing, not stroking, not doing anything, but it's something there, something she can clench and push against. She teases her nipple with the other hand, and she has a rhythm almost without thinking about it, rocking up against her hand.
"So hot," Mikey Way murmurs, and she opens her eyes again, not stopping what she's doing. He looks utterly focused now, direct laser beams to her eyes through his glasses, and his fist is moving so fast -- he's got to be almost there.
"Are you going to come?" she says, and he does something between a gasp and a laugh.
"Yeah. Yeah, God, Gee. I want-- I just want to put it in you, do you know that?" He's pulling at himself so hard it looks like it should hurt; she can't look away, not even to see his face while he's talking. "Would you let me do that? Not now, I know, I just. Someday. Would you."
"Jesus Christ, Mikey," Gee says, "I -- yeah. Fuck. Okay."
He comes with that same soft noise as earlier, spurts of come landing back on his t-shirt and belly.
"Fuck," Gee says, to herself this time. She moves her hands off her breast and away from her legs, and moves to sit at the edge of the bed. She watches Mikey, giving him time to recover, until his breath is regular and his expression's back to normal. Then she pokes him in the leg with her toe.
Mikey smiles at her, all goofy-like. "What?"
"Go to bed. You solved your horny problem."
He stands up, pulling his sweatpants back up over his, but he's giving her a knowing look. "You don't want to get off?"
"That's what my second drawer is for," Gee says, giving him a half-smile. "You're not invited to that show."
He doesn't argue with her, just finishes fixing his clothes, arranging his glasses, running his fingers through his hair. He looks rumpled, but not obscene. Like they could have just been cuddling or watching movies together. Strange.
Mikey stops right before he exits the room. He doesn't look back over at her, but his voice is totally uncertain, a little worried, and it makes something turn over in Gee's chest. "Gee-- what you said. You didn't--"
"I said someday," Gee says. "We don't have to talk about it now."
"Okay," Mikey says, and he sounds like he's accepting that as an answer. "Okay. Good night, Gee. Love you."
"Love you, too, Mikey," she says, and she waits for the door to close before she pulls off her jeans and opens the drawer for her vibrator.
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16/11/09 01:13 (UTC)But always a girl!Waycest hits all my buttons in all the right ways.
Mikeyway is especially good in this. He's so deliciously awkward *___*
PEARL YOU DO ME SO RIGHT
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16/11/09 17:59 (UTC)Hiiiiiii Erinna I like you.
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17/11/09 05:17 (UTC)Hiiiii. There should be more. They should both have sex with Ray. Nerd Ray.
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16/11/09 01:22 (UTC)But mhmmmm I really like this one particular time.
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16/11/09 02:29 (UTC)Do you ever do that? Just you and that fucking vibrator, right here in this bed -- I bet you go for hours. One after another. You'd be so wet. Soaked down to your knees, probably. And your hands, your fingers going pruney...
Holy shit. I will admit to having a bit of a bodily fluids kink, especially of the female variety, but even if I didn't have one this would have destroyed me just as much. Oh my god.
I usually can't get quite so into established-waycest, or the kind where they just go straight into it without any moral conundrum... but I think you struck a perfect balance here because even though they started doing stuff, there was still a measure of holy shit going on in Gee's mind, and the way Mikey spoke ("I wanna see your tits," and "Fuckin' A") that took me to pieces because it sounded so young and so dude-like, reminding me of the strange shared experiences we all have at that age when hormones are all over the place. And then the thoughts scattered throughout where Gee considers things and you can see her working mentally through it all -- Mikey giving head and her wondering when he suddenly became pretty, or the moment when he looks just like he does after watching movies -- that I think gives the taboo-ness of the coupling the attention it deserves.
OK I thought I was done here but I keep thinking about Mikey asking to see her tits and trying to work out why I am so in love with that. Maybe it's like the two of them, in a way, echo that traditional teenage misogynistic sexuality -- the kind we all have gone through or seen in coming-of-age movies -- where Mikey, the guy, is in charge, putting his sexuality in full view (jerking off) and making Gee this sexualized object that he just looks at, like a teenage boy would with a skin mag. And yet, there's also the respect between them as siblings and Mikey makes sure Gee is okay, and talks about her sexuality too... I just love that tension between the two. Nrg. I love the teenagery-ness of it as well, how Mikey is fascinated by female orgasms and Gee thinks how funny the head of Mikey's dick looks. I will admit Mikey's laser-eyes crossed over from sexy-teenagery-ness to hilarious, but that's also the beauty of Gee's brain (seriously, Vampire blowjobs? hahaha).
Done! Promise I'm done. Seriously, your waycest makes me want to write oodles and oodles of sequels, shamelessly stealing your ideas. Mmmm
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16/11/09 18:14 (UTC)I think Waycest is really hard to pull off well and the tension of it is definitely one of the hardest parts -- because it's so hard to get them there, but without it, it's missing the spark that makes it interesting at all, you know? This was on throwaway porn side of the scale, so it's especially gratifying to know that it still felt like them/their relationship, that it's not random throwing them together, but it still feels like it has the weight the two of them need.
Maybe it's like the two of them, in a way, echo that traditional teenage misogynistic sexuality -- the kind we all have gone through or seen in coming-of-age movies -- where Mikey, the guy, is in charge, putting his sexuality in full view (jerking off) and making Gee this sexualized object that he just looks at, like a teenage boy would with a skin mag. And yet, there's also the respect between them as siblings and Mikey makes sure Gee is okay, and talks about her sexuality too... I just love that tension between the two.
It's really interesting, because I feel in a way like the outside view of it totally is Mikey the aggressor, Mikey in charge, Mikey watching Gee, but what's actually happening is the opposite, in a lot of ways. Like, I feel Gee's gaze on Mikey is really at the center, rather than the other way around. In a way, Mikey's knowingly putting himself into the vulnerable position, with his body the one on display and him giving Gee all the power to decide what happens and how.
(The last part is especially true, I think, considering that Mikeyway *knows* that Gee was still awake and watching during the first blowjob. So everything after that has his awareness that she didn't react or object the way one would expect to begin with. He only explicitly asks her if its okay the one time, but pretty much every thing he says he's giving her an out, a way to direct what's between them back to normal or almost-normal without going in too deep, if she wants to. I mean, I don't think he's doing any of that really consciously -- because the teenageness is such a part of this, too, like you said, maybe even the central thing -- but I think he is doing it.)
Seriously, your waycest makes me want to write oodles and oodles of sequels, shamelessly stealing your ideas. Mmmm
Consider this a blanket invitation to do that ANY TIME it strikes your fancy! Seriously, dude, there are few things I love more than just that. :D
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17/11/09 17:30 (UTC)I think you should tell me more.
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18/11/09 18:45 (UTC)♥
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17/11/09 03:48 (UTC):D
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17/11/09 04:28 (UTC)"I think," Mikey says..."it's probably the teeth issue."
This just makes the story. Oh, Gee, how so geeky?
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3/12/09 18:57 (UTC)Het waycest. Especially het waycest with girl!Gerard.
You kinda made my wildest dream come true ;).
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