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It was Friday night, and your best friend knew a guy who knew a guy who could get you into MTV’S annual Halloween party. At this party, they have all the great fun reality shows, and their casts are invited to hang out and celebrate Halloween together, so you just had to, even though you weren't one yourself.
You step into the party; your costume glistens under the lasers. You went as a sexy cheetah this year; I know it is pretty basic, but you felt like it could come in handy for later.
“Dude, you wouldn’t believe who I just saw!” your best friend said. She was dressed in a witch costume, looking beautiful as ever.
“Who?!” you gasped, pulling up your dress.
“The whole jackass crew! Fuck…dude, Bam Margera is a vampire right now, and I really want to fuck him like so bad.” She fixed her dress. You follow her eyes to all of them hanging out together; Johnny Knoxville is on the table doing some strange dancing, which made you guys both laugh.
“Should we go up to them??” she nudges your shoulder.
You squeal, “ahh!! I don’t know…I mean they probably would think that we are weird and crazy for being here in the first place!”
Your friend takes a quick scan around the room, “Listen here bitch, every other person here is either married, old or even gay. Ironic, but i think that if we talk to them it would be good.”
You take a moment to think about it, “You’re right. We only live once i guess. And who knows, man, we could befriend them i guess.”
Your friend giggles, “Yes! That's the spirit dude!”
Your turn for a second, and your friend is already gone, hanging out with them. You are still a bit nervous so you head over to the tikki bar to drink and gain a little bit more confidence. As you head over there, you feel a strange set of eyes follow your movement; it felt slightly predatory, but you shrugged it off, hoping that it wasn’t Don Vito or something.
You order your drink and turn around only to discover that Steve-O and Chris Pontius appeared beside you.
“Hey beautiful” Chris says, his deep but goofy voice unironically giving you goosebumps but in a really good way.
“Yeah, hey~” Steve-O says, agreeing to Chris’s " hey which nearly made you giggle.
You take the first sip of your drink. “Sup boys.”
Chris laughs, “You know, have you heard of the wildboyz”
You roll your eyes. “No” you have. You were, in fact, a big fan, but you wanted to see where the hell this goes.
“Well” Steve-O continued. “Well, sometimes on that show, we like to tame animals. And we see that you are one, dude. Do you maybe want to be tamed?” You cringe at his corny statement, but at the same time lowkey into it. I mean you look at them both up and down: Chris dressed up as a werewolf in a Speedo, and Steve-O is a spooky jester.
Pretending to not be interested you scoff, “what? You ladies gonna fight over me or what?”
Steve-o and chris look at each other, knowing what they both want.
‘Well actually, we want to maybe have a threesome…?” your eyes widen hearing that come out of Pontius’s mouth.
“This early into the party?? Really?? Yes.” you weren’t ashamed of being this forward. As you were leaving, you turned to see your best friend fully making out with Bam Margera.
Next thing you knew, you were at steve-o’s messy apartment with the two dudes. I mean it was very messy but who were you to judge? Two sexy reality stars wanted to bang you!!
The three of you sat in the living room. They both sat across from you.
“Okay i lied.” you confess. “I know exactly who you guys are…and i love your show and-”
“Yeah…we know.” steve-o lights a cigarette. “But, ha- you’re so damn sexy and we wanna fuck you really bad. Really bad.” steve-o adjusts his pants.
You smile and lie back, the both cage over you chris pontius kissing your lips while steve-o kisses down your body. You moan and whimper, starting to feel a pool grow from your underwear. You dont know where to put your hands but for some reason chris takes them and kisses them. So romantic. Too romantic. But you didn’t care.
You gasps as you feel steve-o go down on you. Chris watches him and smiles.
“Does she taste good, steve-o?” he asks.
Steve-o is lost in the sauce, he emerges from you and bites his lip. “Yeah dude, she tastes so fucking good oh my-” he goes back down.
Chris kisses your neck more nibbling at your collarbone, you feel his long hair touch your neck as you were in heaven. Punk rock heaven.
“While o eats you out tell us about yourself…baby” chris tuggs down your tube dress and starts to touch and play with your nipples and sucks your breasts.
“Fuck!!~ my name is ah!~ y/n and…fuck!~” you moan loud.
Chris and steve-o laugh at you.
The next thing you know is that they swapped yet; Chris Pontius going down on you was far better than steve-o’s. You can feel like fuck you with his tongue and pay a lot of attention to your clit that drives you crazy. Steve-o’s lips touch your neck giving you hickies.
“Fuck dude…she tastes too good. I want to fuck her, can i please?” chris begs steve-o.
Steve-o replies “yeah dude. Fuck her. hey…y/n can you please suck my dick?”
You nod, taking him in your mouth.
The next thing you know is that you are in eiffel tower position, both ends of your body getting violated in the most consensual good way. Steve-o moans as you swirls your tongue around his dick. Chris on the other hand behind you whimpers, something you never expected because of his macho man persona on tv.
“Fuck baby, you’re so damn tight aughh!~” his head flings back. You cant see any of this but you can only imagine what happening. The room feels very moist and wet but it drives you absolutely wild. You fuck back into him drying to get more, but also trying not to clamp your teeth down on steve-o’s big dick.
They both of them cum at the same time with you. After the sex, you find yourself still wet as ever, steve-o and chris are both giving you head as steve-o takes on your clit and chris takes on your pussy.
The next day you wake up to steve o and chris asleep beside you still looking sexy. You decide because of what happened, you want to call your best friend.
“Bitch you wouldn’t believe what just happened!!”
The end.