#jackass 3d

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"So, what's it like being best friends with the world's biggest 'Jackass' himself, Johnny Knoxville?" I stared blankly at the interviewer who was seated in front of me, one leg over the other with a clipboard laid across their lap. "Uhm, I don't know. I'm going to guess the same kind of relationship you have with your best friend?" It had only been about fifteen minutes into this interview for my new film and I was already counting the seconds until it'd be over.

This was probably the third question about Pj that I've been asked in the last five minutes and he isn't even starring in this movie. "He's pretty cute isn't he? Do you think your current boyfriend, Cameron Bailey, has any issues with your... relationship with Mr. Knoxville? I heard Cam could be quite a passionate guy, for lack of better words. "

Alright, that's it.

"Well, considering Johnny isn't and has absolutely no part in this film and all these questions seem to be about him, I'm guessing you booked the wrong interview." I set my hands on the arms of the chair I've been sitting on, standing up and dusting myself off. "My recent film has made over three-hundred million at the box office, sold more than a million pre-ordered copies, and we are currently filming a sequel." I slide my jacket on, the interviewer sitting there with a shocked expression.

"if that's not interesting enough for you, I suggest seeking a different profession. Maybe something that has to do with trying to invade people's personal lives, since you seem to be good at that sorta thing." I motioned for my manager to cut the interview, not wanting to take it any further.

"We still have twenty minutes left." She spoke, stuttering slightly at my eagerness to leave. "No- I think we're done here. I will say thank you to my fans and everyone who has shown me nothing but love and support." I wave and blow a kiss to the camera, slipping my sunglasses on. "I love you guys." I waved good-bye to the camera, throwing up a peace sign and didn't even bother to look back at the interviewer, who was most likely too stunned to speak.

✨ "I swear she deserved it!" I say to the boys as they laugh, pointing at the interviewer's face. Bam nods his head and wipes the tears from his eyes. "No, that chick was a total tool-bag. I just can't believe how fast it made it onto YouTube." He chuckled. Steve-o nods in agreement, unable to control his laughter watching the woman scramble, knowing her career, or what was left of it, is probably over. "Where did your manager even find this loser?" Steve-o asked between giggles. I sigh bringing my knees up to my chest, holding my head up with my hands. "Gosh, I don't know. The deepest pits of journalist hell?" The guys roared with laughter, holding each other up for support, not realizing the anxiety I was experiencing. "At least she was right about one thing, Cameron is a dick." Chris mumbles.

With that, I felt myself starting to spiral. I knew that ultimately, the woman deserved everything I said, but I couldn't help but still feel 'icky' about it. I was never someone to want to hurt people's feelings but in this industry, it's almost inevitable. Dog-eat-dog isn't just an expression in Hollywood, it's a life style. Chris was right too...Cameron is a dick. I started to get deeper into my thoughts when I felt a large hand on my shoulder. I looked up and saw PJ standing there, eyes scanning my face with concern. "You okay, y/n?" I sigh shaking my head.

"Yeah, I guess. I just hate having to deal with...that."

"Naw, fuck that! That lady deserved it, she was clearly obsessed with Knoxville." Wee-man says, nudging Chris's shoulder.

"Yeah, fuck that chick." Chris says making me giggle.

"You never answered her though, y/n." Bam spoke, stuffing gummy worms into his mouth between sentences. "Knoxville is cute isn't he?" The room is again filled with their obnoxious laughter making me roll my eyes. "Shut up." I looked at the table where the laptop sat, noticing my cellphone lighting up. I noticed the sound was not going off and picked it up curiously. "Why is my phone not working-" I see it's on silent making me look up at the boys. "Did one of you guys do this?" After they exchanged looks, Bam raised his hand while rubbing the back of his neck, nervously. "I silenced it so we could watch the interview." He said, his voice lingering with a hint of regret.

"Jesus, Bam." I quickly opened my call log, seeing 15 missed calls from Cameron. I gasp, holding my hand over my mouth. I take a deep breath and quickly dial his number. "Please, for the love of God, be quiet." I whisper to the boys. The phone rang only once before he picked it up. I quickly set the call on speaker phone, holding it towards everyone so they could hear.

"Why aren't you answering your phone? What the fuck do you have a phone for if you're not going to pick up?" He asked angrily on the other end.

"I-I'm sorry. My ringer was off, I was just with the boys and-"

"Oh you mean with Knoxville? Yeah, your best friend? I heard all about it."

I looked at the guys who were sitting so still, careful not to make any noise, trying to listen without getting angry.

"I...I don't even want to talk about that right now, could I maybe just call you la-"

"Later? You're lucky I don't just dump you right here, right now. You're so dumb, you should consider yourself lucky I'm still with you-"

Those words were all it took for Johnny to absolutely lose it, taking the phone right out of my hands and holding it up to his mouth.

"Listen here, shrimp dick. I've about had it, listening to your banter and bitchin', crying like a fucking baby. Your first mistake was treating our friend like she isn't the most incredible person on the planet. I don't know if you can't tell, but you fucked up, big time. So, no she shouldn't consider herself lucky for having you, she should consider herself lucky for leaving you. That's exactly what's happening here. Call this number again, I swear I'll make it your last phone call."

I watch Johnny in shock as he hangs up and goes to my settings to block Cameron's number. I smile and run over to him, holding my arms out for a hug. "Thank you so much, I couldn't take it anymore." I sigh in relief as Johnny pulls me in, kissing the top of my head. "I couldn't take it either. I don't think any of us could." Steve-o comes over, joining in on the hug. "Honestly, it's like watching your little sister getting treated like shit by that dirt-bag... Right Johnny?"

He shakes his head, looking as if he was hesitant to agree. "Yeah, no... I'm so sorry you've had to deal with that asshole." I lay my head on his chest, still holding onto him, Steve-o already pulling back from the hug.

"You know, I guess it makes sense that you're an actress Y/n, because you got a ton of drama." Chris says, jokingly. I smile, sticking my tongue out at him, a small smirk on appearing on his lips. "She just can't catch a break. Why don't we go out for drinks tonight? On me." Johnny says, rubbing my shoulder. He looks down at me with a gentle grin. "Celebrate the freedom of a fellow Jackass." I nod my head, pushing my hair out of my face. "I'm down. I haven't drank in forever. I definitely could use one after this week." The boys nod in agreement, all standing to their feet to make it back to their hotel rooms to get ready.

✨ Once we had all made it to the bar, we sat down at a table that was farthest away from everyone, wanting as much privacy as possible. I didn't bother getting dressed up since the whole point of tonight was to relax and get my mind off of the awful week I've had. I got dressed in a grey oversized hoodie, some black shorts, and my white converse. I had my hair up and out of the way, not bothering with any make-up. I wanted to feel what I felt like I hadn't had in a long time. Serenity.

"I've always hated that fucking guy." Steve-o says, shaking his head.

"If Steve didn't like him, that means something." Wee-man chimed, making us smile in agreement.

"Yeah, you gotta be pretty bad for Steve-o of all people to think you're not shit." Bam chuckles. I was getting pretty drunk, a few shots in at this point while we all vented about the shared hatred towards my now ex-boyfriend. Johnny was the only one who seemed quiet out of the group, his focus primarily being, to make sure I was okay. I smiled softly at him from across the table, him mouthing 'are you alright?' a few times between conversations. I would always nod or give a thumbs up in response.

"Seriously, y/n, what did you see in that guy?" Chris asked curiously while taking a sip of his beer.

"Yeah, that guy is a real dick." Johnny grumbled.

I shake my head, knocking back what would be my fifth shot tonight. "I honestly don't know. I think when things started, I was just so blinded by my career that I couldn't tell we weren't meant for each other." I hiccup once, feeling myself becoming more and more intoxicated. I couldn't even tell how drunk I was, so the words coming out of my mouth weren't thoughtfully constructed as I spoke.

"He resented me for not letting him take my virginity." I said, instantly regretting it once I realized the can of worms I just opened.

"Your what?" Bam basically yells, only calming down after I motion for him to be quiet.

"y/n y/l/n, is a virgin?" Steve-o says, a smirk across his lips.

"I've been waiting for the right person, the right moment. I just want it to be special."

"So, does that mean you've never... You know." Bam starts to say, the annoyance displayed on Johnny's face building with every question. I blush knowing exactly what he meant.

"No...Not with anyone else and uhm...not on my own." I look down at my drink, picking it up and hiding behind the glass as I took a sip.

"Oh Jeez, you're missing out." Chris says, sitting back and looking at me curiously. "Have you ever wanted to see what it feels like?"

Johnny clears his throat and glares at Chris. "Alright, that's enough." He says sternly. Chris puts his hands up in surrender, looking at me and throwing me a wink. I look away, rubbing at my wrist. I knew at this point, I was fucked up. "I'm getting tired, I think." I mumble, leaning back and resting my head on the back of the booth.

"Okay, I think that's it for tonight." PJ slides his arms under my neck, preventing me from falling over. "Yeah, I think we should head back to the hotel. I'll call the cab." Wee-man says, pulling out his phone to make the call.

"I'm sleepy I think." I whisper to Johnny.

"Don't worry, sweet thing. I'm going to get you back to the hotel here soon." He whispered back, playing with my hair. I looked into his eyes, seeing curiosity swimming behind them. I blushed, laying my head on his shoulder and closing my eyes.

✨ I woke up, my head throbbing slightly, my back laying against something soft. I sit up looking around and see that I'm back at the hotel. I stretch, groaning softly, and looking around for the time. I found the alarm clock beside the bed, pulling it back to see the time. "1:45 am."

Jeez, I really did pass out, drunk.

I stand up, holding onto the bedsheets, trying my best to balance myself. I walk over to the bedroom door, opening it to see Pj sitting alone, watching a movie in the living room. "PJ?" I ask, rubbing my eyes. "Hey, doll. You feelin' okay?" He stands up, walking over to me to make sure that I don't fall over. "Y-yeah.. how long have I been out?" He chuckles, rubbing his neck. "It was about two hours, kitten." I frown and look down at my feet. "Oh.. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you babysit me." He shakes his head, smiling down at me. "Don't be sorry, you're okay. Today was tough. I'd be stupid to not understand."

I nod, looking back up at him, timidly. "Thank you for being so nice to me." He pushes my hair out of my face, looking from my eyes to my lips. "Of course.." I sigh walking over to the couch and sitting down. "Can I hangout with you here? I don't really want to be alone." I asked hopeful that he'd say yes, even though I knew he would. He walks over, sitting down beside me on the couch. "Absolutely."

He puts the volume up on the movie he was watching, trying to turn his focus towards the screen but I could tell something was on his mind.

"y/n?" His eyes remained on the screen as the couple in the movie just started a heated make out session.

"Yes, Johnny?" I pull at my sleeves, anxious at what he could be thinking.

"Earlier... What you said at the bar. Was that true? Have you really never.. came before?" His voice was a mixture of confidence and curiosity, making my heart flutter in my chest.

"Y-yes.." It was like I had no control over my body, the answers rolling off my tongue with no thought prior.

"Really? Have you ever tried?" His fingers brushed my knee, his hand creeping up the hem of my shorts. My breath was caught in my throat, looking up at him through my eye lashes.

"Yes but I-I don't think I do it right."

His fingers ghosted over my knee, slowly trailing up my thigh, stopping at the growing heat coming from my core. "What if I told you, that I know how?" He turns to get a little closer to me, fully squeezing my thigh at this point, his touch still gentle. "What if I could make you do it, more than you ever thought you could?" I gasp, his large pinky brushing against my cunt, a pool of wetness forming on my shorts.

"J-Johnny... I-I don't think I can." He leans closer, pressing a soft kiss to my cheek, then trailing lower. "Oh, I know you can baby." He kisses my ear, biting on the lobe softly before pulling my shorts lightly to the side. I felt my breathing getting heavier and heavier, unable to control my actions. I moaned softly, PJ smirking in response. "With how wet your pussy is getting, it'll only be a matter of time to be getting you to squirt for me." I look down at his sweat pants, the print of his large cock, fairly visible. I gasp loudly seeing it, making Johnny chuckle under his breath. "Don't worry baby. You'll get your chance to make me cum as much as you want."

He hooks his fingers on my shorts, sliding them down, me instinctively lifting my hips to help him get them down all the way. I watch as one of his large hands trails back down to palm himself through his pants, moaning while he rubs his hand over my dripping pussy. I shiver, moaning loudly while he placed his thumb flat against my clit.

"You just haven't had a real man touch you yet. Don't worry princess, this is only natural." he moans rubbing my clit faster. "Oh, fuck Johnny. Th-That feels.. mmmf." I grab his wrist feeling him pull my panties to the side, the air hitting right over my wet clit making me arch my back in pleasure. "She's crying so much to be stuffed with my cock."

I almost scream, Johnny's hand going over my mouth, sliding a finger inside. I scream against his hand, tears pricking my eyes. "Jesus- you're so tight, babygirl. I could sit inside you for hours." He pumps his large index finger in and out, moaning at the feeling of my walls tightening around him. I scream louder against his palm as he slides another finger, holding them there, shaking his fingers inside to tease my clit.

"Shh, Shhh, Shh... That's a good girl, taking my fingers so well. That's right... You're a fucking natural." He smiles, taking his hand off my mouth and kissing my lips softly, getting me to kiss him right back. I moan into his mouth, my legs kicking restlessly, wanting to scream loudly at the feeling. "J-Johnny, you're gonna make m-me p-pee myself." I say between breaths, terrified of accidentally peeing on the couch.

"Hold on a little longer for me baby, I want to be inside you before you do that." He stands up, his fingers never leaving my pussy, if anything he's moving quicker than before now. "W-wait, please." I beg, reaching for his arm, his other hand sliding his sweats and boxers off. The moment I saw his cock, as hard as it could get, pulsing up and down while his tip leaked with precum, I felt it. My core felt like it was twisting in a way I never felt before, my back arching and my nipples feeling the most sensitive, along with my puffy clit.

"Johnny, fuck!" I cry, my hips jolting forward, my body in a complete state of euphoria. "Oh fuck baby, that's it! Let it all out, that's it, there you go." I felt myself squirting my juices all over his fingers, Johnny leaning down and replacing his fingers with his mouth, letting my cum drip all down his chin while he attempted to lap it all up. He moans in pleasure, staring up at me with pure satisfaction written all over him.

I take a moment to catch my breath, Johnny standing up and holding the tip of his cock in front of my mouth. "Let me see that tongue, kitten." I shyly hold my tongue out, Johnny tapping it with the head of his cock. I tasted the salty precum, enjoying the taste, wrapping my lips around it and sucking softly. He tilts his head back, moaning loudly in pleasure. "Good fuckin' girl darlin'.. So fucking sweet for me." He groans, wrapping his hands in my hair. I gag once he shoves an inch or two more deeper into my mouth before pulling out and kissing my swollen lips.

He lifts me up from under my arms, kissing me deeply and turning me around so I'm facing away from him. He spanks my ass once, grabbing a handful and shaking it in his hand. He bends me over, face down ass up, smiling at my swollen pussy. "I'm going to show you what it is to really cum, baby!" He grunts, sliding his cock between my tight lips. I scream his name, biting down on a pillow, reaching behind me and trying to feel him any way other than his cock. He grabs my arm, holding it behind my back and using it to thrust all the way inside of me.

"Johnny!" I cry and he leans down kissing me softly from behind. "I know baby, don't worry. You're doing so well. Gripping me so tight." He thrust, hard and slow at first, picking up the speed and becoming more rough, my moans getting louder. I could feel his cock twitching inside me, like he was about to hit his own release.

"That fucking loser couldn't even make my poor baby cum for him, your poor cunt was just begging to be fucked. It's okay shh shh daddy's here, I'll make you cum for me one hundred times a day if you'll let me, doll." I felt it coming again, the overwhelming sensation building in my core. "P-Pj, I'm going to.. I feel it again!" I scream gripping the couch cushions. Johnny grunts, thrusting faster and sloppier. "That's right, cum for daddy. Cum on my cock, I want us to cum together." I lost all control of my body, shaking uncontrollably, my knees bucking beneath him while he drilled my pussy.

"Y-yes baby! Open your mouth." He commands and I waste no time listening. I open my mouth, Johnny reaching around and grabbing it with his thumb and index finger, fixing my mouth to form an 'o' shape before spitting onto my tongue. I felt it coming out the sides of my mouth, fully drooling at this point sending Johnny over the edge. He moves his hand from my face to my hair, pulling at it while he pumps his hot sticky cum in and out of my pussy. I tightened around him, squirting mercilessly around his dick, both of our juices dripping onto the couch and down our thighs. I gasp for air, me and Johnny both falling back on the couch, catching our breath. I noticed the pools of cum all over our bodies, him taking off and using his green t-shirt to clean us both up a bit.

"That was... Incredible!" I say to Johnny making him laugh, cuddling me close.

"Doesn't have to be the only time we do this, you know?" His southern accent peeks through, matching his quirkiness about the situation. I giggle kissing his chest and cuddling closely.

"I would love to do it again." I mumble. "Thanks for showing me..." He smiles and looks down at me, kissing my forehead.

"Did you ever imagine it like this? You and me?" He asked, the tiredness in his voice becoming more prominent by the second.

"I've always imagined you and me." I traced shapes all over his chest, playing with the hair on his torso.

"I think it's safe to say that, now you don't have to." He smiles softly, both of us falling asleep in each other's arms.

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THE END!!!! I definitely had to make some edits because ooof the typos and errors went crazy lol buuuut