ANNA!!?

Hi just block me??? You spent more time AND energy disturbing ur own peace by typing that.

In no way is this a mental illness everything that I write and most of what I discuss that involves MJ is fictional (if not about real events that happened in his life) and I acknowledge that in no way do I actually think of him that way.

RPF= real person FICTION which is what I write. In no way is this disrespectful

Now I understand if that is not ur cup of tea as RPF is not for everyone and that’s fine but u typing that for reasons idk is super embarrassing on ur end like ok? This is how you feel and everyone is valid but genuinely just block me what do you achieve by typing that in the long run? I will be continuing to write thangya. Also this is a blog not sure if you know what that is but essentially a diary!!

Hmmm.. I see something that I don’t like how do I never see something like this again or (keep it off my timeline as you said earlier!!!)

Do I?

A: block the blog and continue on with my day? ORRRR HEAR ME OUT

B: Type a long ass rant calling the blogger mentally ill for enjoying FANFICTION and pat myself on the back for a jobs well done

Well we all know which one you choose!

Also again no hate towards fem centered Mj writers but I can’t help but notice how MJyaoi always gets hated on for the sole factor of being gay. Fem reader or OC and Mj having crazy sex is ok but Mj having gay sex is not…ok. Pregnant reader and Mj is ok but pregnant Mj is where people riot? Right…. Now it’s a whole different situation if I was acting like …ykwho but I’m not sooo what’s the deal.

In summary expect much more sloppy and dirty and poorly written hot BDSM gay smutty slutty disgusting kinky sweaty stinky gay sex with Mj <3

GOD YES I WANNA WRITE AN AU NOW BUT I DONT WANT THE AO3 CURSE STOP ITTTTTT

it's all over the screen

OMG I AM?? TY ANON this is the highest honor ever

I ship the rabbit he becomes in speed demon(spike) with Buggs bunny Rodger rabbit and Jessica rabbit

I ship bad Michael (Darryl) with Eddie Murphys Prince (Akeem) from coming to America

David Bowies goblin king from the labyrinth x ghosts Michael (Maestro)

Also stick with me now Michael selfcest zombie MJ x werewolf MJ👀

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It was supposed to be a surprise but secretly (or not so secretly) Michael knew about it. He expected it when there were suddenly more Mickey Mouse sweaters in his closet. It caught him off guard at first he had so many Disney inspired clothes that he almost didn’t notice it if not for the way it was delicately tucked between his jackets almost as if someone didn’t want him to know until a certain time. While at the same time keeping it easily accessible for an occasion.

He couldn’t contain his smile when he saw it his whole face lighting up checking the size to make sure it was for him which was a bit ridiculous as he was the only one that wore shirts with Mickey on them between him and his boyfriend.

When he heard footsteps he quickly scurried away leaping onto the bed fumbling for a book trying to look as casual as possible. Turning his head away from the door trying to hide his giggles at how ridiculous he found the situation.

He didn’t want his boyfriend to find out he was “snooping” even if it was his own closet. He tried with great difficulty to focus on whatever this magazine was about.

“Your done with touring for a while now right?” Jeremiah’s voice was faint as he walked past Michael on the bed to their shared bathroom his footsteps heavy in the quiet of his room. Michael nodded his head before realizing that his boyfriend couldn’t see him he flushed embarrassed and nervous. “Yes applehead my next shows aren’t until next month.” He paused waiting for Jeremiah’s response already calculating his next words. “Free up your schedule for me next week would you baby? I wanna take ya somewhere.” A shy smile spread across Michael’s face he mentally cheered “Anything for you”.

He was right. The surprise was Disney apparently Jeremiah wanted Michael to know so that he could prepare ahead of time but Michael knew his boyfriend he was just horrible at secrets. It didnt matter much to him anyway he was just so happy that his boyfriend planned the trip in the first place.

Jeremiah bought passes for each park so everyday was a different experience. Between the food, the rides and shows Michael forgot all about the stress of his concerts and expectataions for his next album. Anytime his eyes so much as wandered away from something thinking of all his managers back home Jeremiah was there to reel him in with his smooth voice. It was uncanny really when he said as much Jeremiah just brushed it off with a joke.

There were times where Michael was just so overrun with affection that he would lean in to kiss his boyfriend before carefully pulling away at the second to last minute. It hurt him to not hold hands with Jeremiah or huddle close to him during rest moments between walking around the large parks and avoiding fans.

As much as he tried to disguise himself his fans always seemed to notice something about him that gave off Michael Jackson he wished he would figure out what that something was one day. Thankfully Jeremiah didn’t mind the fans or the appearance of friends that they had to keep up “We’ve been friends for so long it’s nothing new baby stop pouting”.

It still didn’t change the fact that Michael hated it he felt so guilty for pushing his boyfriend away and for lying to himself. He would occasionally grab Jeremiahs hand to show him something dragging his bulkier build to gaze at the ducks in a lake or an item shop. Secretly admiring his warm brown against his boyfriend’s richer tone pretending that if only for a minute they were the only ones in the park before ultimately letting go when they got strange looks. He wanted to show him how much he cared. He would make it up to him somehow.

He first met Jeremiah when he was younger moving from the Jackson’s to his solo career. It was a packed concert his voice hoarse from constant use and the smell of sweat in the air. He was backstage trying to enjoy the small break he was allowed when someone walked into the dressing room.

He didn’t raise his head from the desk he was laying on expecting it to be one of his brothers he asked for a water bottle. He heard nothing except for the soft shuffling of shoes on reflective polished floor before he felt something cold touch his hand. Raising his head he saw a man so gorgeous that if he were any lighter he was sure he would’ve blushed.

Soft brown eyes gazed at him with worry and concern plush lips in the shape of a frown. Michael spluttered aplolgizing for demanding a stranger for water but Jeremiah brushed it off moving to sit beside him.

He stayed with Michael until his break was over making sure he drank all of the water creating small talk were Michael’s rambaling fell short. Before he had to go back on stage he quickly wrote down the number of the hotel he was staying at and what times he was free shyly giving it to the man. He just wanted to know more about him he was so kind! To his surprise when he got home the shorter man called him the rest was history.

They’ve never done it.

It’s embarrassing to bring up for Michael with his background as a Jehovah’s Witness and all. It’s not that he doesn’t want to he just doesn’t know how to bring up the topic without seeming weird. They’ve been friends for long enough before dating and even their friendship was a vague term for what they had.

The most they’ve done was makeout and even then Jeremiah would bring a stop to it before he got too needy. At first he thought there was something about him that was unappealing but his boyfriend quickly soothed his doubts by explaining that he didn’t want to rush Michael into anything before he was ready.

He just had to tell him he was.

Which was a lot easier in theory he was reduced to nothing except for a pile of goo whenever he was with Jeremiah there was something about him that made Michael forget all about who he was. How was he supposed to tell him?

He waited silently on the bed while the sounds of the shower filled their hotel. He glanced at the second bed that was full of his favorite books, clothes,plushies from their stay and the occasional notebook for lyrics.

The warm lamplight beside him filling the room in a homely yet synthetic environment. He rubbed his hands up and down his thighs nervously occasionally stopping when his sweaty palms got snagged on the end of his boxers under his robe. Two beds to avoid suspicion but they only used one. He should probably be packing as today was their last day at the park but he couldn’t tonight was the night.

His breathing paused when he heard the shower stop his heart rate instantly increasing. This was it. He moved to the edge of the bed so that he was sitting crossing his legs together as he wrapped his silky velvet robe tighter to his form.

He stayed there awkwardly for a few minutes going over what he would say to Jeremiah in his head. Just as he was beginning to have second thoughts the bathroom door opened.

“Bambi have you seen my Pjs?” “oh.” Michael tried to hold in a laugh at the shocked look on his boyfriend’s face but he failed miserably he brought a hand to his mouth chuckling. “Oh you find that funny huh?” Jeremiah’s smooth voice rang out in the intimate quiet of the room walking towards Michael footsteps slow and steady like he was encountering a spooked deer.

Michael gazed at him with his large doe like eyes spreading his legs slowly to let Jeremiah stand between them “Whats this now? Where did you even find the space to pack that?” He gestured to his boyfriend’s sinful robe.

The design was simple yeah but there was something in the way that it pressed to Michael’s form perfectly it had him entranced. Michael looked up at his boyfriend’s face he felt heat run to his cheeks instantly regretting every decision that led him here. “ I- well you know today’s our last day at Disney.” Jeremiah nodded condescendingly before kneeling between Michael’s thighs.

Michael’s felt himself flush hotter if even possible he was sure Jeremiah could hear the jack rabbiting of his heart. “Uh huh that why you got all pretty for me? To talk about our last day?”

Michael shook his head no shifting slightly when Jeremiah put his hands on his knees his robe opening a bit showing the rich brown of his chest. “Words baby.”

Michael looked away quickly muttering under his breath. Jeremiah sighed putting his hands over Michael’s own rubbing his thumb over his knuckles. “Look at me please.” in an instant Michael’s dark brown eyes were on his boyfriend’s brown sugar meeting brown sugar. “I would never do anything to hurt you baby you know that right? If this is some kind of payback for taking you here I don’t want it.”

He paused thoughtfully his eyes soft when he looked at Michael. “Ive told your before and I’ll tell you again I don’t expect this outta you.” Michael felt his eyes water he didn’t deserve Jeremiah. “I know—I know I’m not doing this as payback I swear Ive wanted this for a while I just- felt so bad having to ignore you all this time but I-“ He breathed in a deep breath trying to calm down “I really want this.”

“Hey it’s ok we’ll go slow..ok?” Michael replied nervously bringing his big hands up to cover his face. “Lay down for me baby?” Michael shuffled moving from the edge of the bed to the middle laying on his back his velvet red robe instantly standing out against the white sheets.

He looked at the ceiling stiff and awkward until Jeremiah leaned over him. Their first kiss of the night was slow the slightest brush of lips. Jeremiah pulled away admiring Michael’s wide brown eyes. “This is ok right?” “Yes more please?” Jeremiah smirked and brought him in for another kiss mumbling into their slow chaste kisses “So needy.”

Michael gasped when Jeremiah added tongue in slow flicks that brought a pool of warmth to his belly mouth falling open to reciprocate. The wet sounds of their kissing filled the room with Michael whimpering each time their tongues danced.

Jeremiah slowly slid his hands over Michael’s soft thighs soaking in the breathy sweet moans his boyfriend let out. He teased with the waistband of Michael’s boxers massaging his hips as he slowly brought the hem down. Michael was eager to help spreading his thighs and curling his ankles so it could slide all the way off. Jeremiah brought one last soft kiss to Michael’s lips before breaking it. They haven’t even done anything yet and Michael looked so wrecked already.

“What do you want baby?” He grabbed Michael’s member spitting on his hand before stroking his boyfriend tensed up before melting into the sheets dragging one of his hands over Jeremiah’s wrist ancorig himself against the addicting pleasure. Jeremiah kissed the point where Michael’s jaw met his neck before moving to his collarbone working a hickey onto his soft brown skin.

“Give you anything baby just use your words.” Michael gasped when his boyfriend rubbed on his slit cruelly with his thumb his body crumbled curling around Jeremiah’s hand on his member. “W-want your boxers off need you in me….want you in me…”

Jeremiah didn’t need to be told twice he pulled away from Michael getting off the bed searching for Vaseline while shuffling his boxers off before joining Michael back on the bed. With Michael on his back he got on his stomach taking his member into his mouth. Michael mewled thighs tensing with Jeremiah’s head between them. Gasping with each suck on his member “Jere- Jeremiah! Ann! Augh.”

Jeremiah carefully spread Michael’s thighs moving his hands to fondle with his balls before coating his finger in Vaseline he moved his index from his balls to his crack before slipping a finger into his tight hole.

Michael groaned at the weird sensation trying to get used to the feeling was easy with Jeremiah distracting him with his mouth each suck to his tip crumbled his composure. One finger became two and by then Michael was feeling it.

Each press against his sensitive walls left him reeling along with the sensation ofJeremiah deepthroating him. Just as he was getting used to the feeling he felt his boyfriend hit a spongy spot in him that caused his eyes to roll back and his back to arch “oh!..oh.” Jeremiahs reply was fast his voice tinted with lust “Right there baby?”

Micheal wailed when Jeremiah’s fingers started attacking his prostate each press against his tight walls forcing out little “unh unh unh ahhs.” out of Michael. His hips shamelessly grinding against the thick fingers inside him chasing the pleasure his hips rolling in a lewd mimic of what he does on stage. He heaved breaths thighs trembling with each gentle press against his sweet spot. “Mso full.” his voice was breathy and whiny “Need you now please can I have you now?”

Jeremiah could’ve sworn his heart stopped right there the sight of Michael too much to handle“Aren’t you a just gorgeous a little longer baby one more finger.” Michael whined his voice breaking the thought of taking anything else when he just wanted Jeremiah left him frustrated there was a burning in him he just wanted his boyfriend. Jeremiah leaned up to kiss Michael spreading his thighs with one hand as the other gently stretched his tight walls adding another finger as promised. Michael arched his back crying out when Jeremiah curled all three fingers just right.

He was helpless against the slow rhythm that Jeremiah set each curl of his fingers dragging along his prostate making him see stars it was too good “haaah mgonna Jeremiah s-stop”. His boyfriend stopped immediately halting his movements inside of Michael his face instantly full of concern. “What’s wrong baby? Does it hurt?” “No no didn’t wanna finish so soon.” Jeremiah eyes darkened his pupils dilating “Fuck you don’t know what you do to me.”

He slipped his finger out swallowing Michael’s breathy sigh at the action. Pulling Michael’s thighs so that they were wrapped around his hips. “You ready for me pretty boy?” Michael’s stomach swooned at the nickname he looked away shyly before nodding “Y-yes.”

He hissed at the first press of Jeremiah the stretch so much bigger than his fingers alone his hole tensing at the foreign feeling. His boyfriend waited carefully for him to relax whispering sweet nothings about how good he would feel. When he was relaxed enough Jeremiah pushed in groaning at the tightness while Michael gasped high and breathy.

Soon he was moving thrusting inching deeper with each press. Michael’s hand came up over his mouth muffling his whimpers his eyes were big and sparkly from the tears welling up gazing up at his boyfriend. Jeremiah groaned deep throaty noises with each squeeze of his boyfriend’s tight walls he got closer to just pounding away. He came to a stop gently pulling Michael’s hand away from his mouth the sounds of Michael’s hoarse breathing filling the otherwise quiet room their breaths mingling. “You ok baby? I wanna hear you.” Michael’s voice was strained “M’ok it’s just alot.”

“Whenever you’re ready just let me know sweetness.” He pressed a kiss to Michael’s nose spreading his legs over his hips further so he could help his boyfriend get used to being so full. Michael’s soft voice rang out “R-ready” Jeremiah moved his hands from his thighs to his small waist marveling at how his hands almost touched. He carefully pulled Michael’s back on his dick going deeper while establishing a gentle slow rhythm. His boyfriend let out soft groans with each thrust his member weeping onto his toned stomach creating a pool of pre.The wet sounds of their lovemaking filling the room.

His grip on his waist tightened as he adjusted the angle before he really started putting in work bouncing Michael’s plush ass against his thighs. Michael’s choked at the change of pace each thrust nailing his prostate. He wailed shivering as his body moved against Jeremiah’s punishing rhythm. “Oooh! Oh! Jeremiah—Jeremiah oh my god ahh.” His moans get louder and shakier with each thrust before he eventually started sobbing.

“You like that? Got all pretty for me just for me to ruin you huh?” Michael whined flushing harder at his boyfriend’s teasing. Jeremiah’s rhythm faltered when he brought a hand up to relieve Michael’s poor drooling dick stroking in time with his thrusts. Michael mewled his back arching off the mattress making the angle even more devastating his poor prostate was probably bruised by now. “Uhn! Ah! Oh! Oh!”

His eyes rolled back when his boyfriend’s fat dick slammed against his swollen prostate his breath hitching into a scream as he came tears spilling down his face uncontrollably. Jeremiah groaned before he stilled inside his boyfriend his member twitching as he came filling his boyfriend up.

He collapsed against michael to catch his breath wiping his tears while simultaneously kissing every inch of his face. As his boyfriend came down from his high shivering in overstimulation with Jeremiah still in him. “I-it’s too much…”

Jeremiah shushed him sitting back up to carefully separate their bodies gently pulling his dick out as soon as his did his cum came flowing out Michael’s slutty tight hole. He whistled in appreciation and Michael flushed darker bringing his hands to cover himself “Pervert.” Jeremiah just laughed “Hard not to be one with you…” He sighed exhausted I’ll be right back gotta get you clean.” He moved to get a wash cloth for Michael before his world was tilted on its axis his back now on the bed.

Michael was on him immediately “M tired don’t leave me.” Jeremiah groaned “Michael trust me you’re gonna complain in the mornin.. let your boyfriend help you”. The smaller man just ignored him holding him tighter as Jeremiah listed off the reasons on why they should get clean. He heard soft snores and immediately tried getting up but Michael’s grip wouldn’t falter.

Damn.