#nerdtrick

nerd!patrick who has way too much free time. when he’s done his homework he’s bored out of his mind. he was in desperate need of a hobby to keep him occupied.

nerd!patrick who starts to spend his free time writing lewd stories about the two of you. he’s always had a knack for telling stories so the words flow seamlessly onto the lines. he fills up pages and pages of his journals, refnining tiny little details as time went on.

nerd!patrick who was getting so bored of same old pictures of you. while the ones on your facebook wall were stunning he had jerked off to them probably 100 times by now. he was ready for a change of scenery. if you want something done right you have to do it yourself.

nerd!patrick who is going through hell and back to get good photos of you. he begged his parents for money making up an excuse about class dues and club fees. he blew every last dollar on the nicest camera money could buy, sneaking around

nerd!patrick who stays up all night to cut out the photos. only using the ones of your smiling face. he proceeds to glue your face to ripped out pages of a porn magazine he took from the gas station. he’s exhausted for his final exam the next day but it was so worth it.

nerd!patrick who looks at the pictures when he’s feeling especially needy. “you look so gorgeous y/n, you wore that just for me”? he says, fixing his eyes on the lingerie model with your face plastered on. he was sure your body would look one thousand times better in the get up.

nerd!patrick who has become a kleptomaniac. he finds himself swiping random things a pen you dropped on the floor or a wrinkled up piece of paper. he hoards all your things in a box in his closet. as time goes on the size of the box increases with the sheer amount of items he’s taking.

nerd!patrick who is not a stalker. he’s a collector of things. he takes extra special care of everything he grabs. he checks on it every day, making sure the materials inside were tidy.

nerd!patrick who has developed a thing for feet. he never really payed attention till you wore the cutest pair of open toed heels. in that moment he wanted to taste the red nail polish on his tongue. he willed himself not to stare,sneaking a glance every other minute. patrick wanted to embed this image into his brain.

nerd!patrick who goes through your trash. it’s not easy sneaking around your dorm looking for the dumpster but when he finally comes across it’s a dream come true. an old vibrator sits at the top of the bag like gold in a treasure chest. he eagerly grabs it and stuffs it in his pocket, excited to take it home and explore it.

nerd!patrick who stays up the whole night writing erotica. in this scenario he’s got you in his arms pushing you past your limits with the vibrator pressed to your clit. he spends two pages just describing your pussy.

nerd!patrick who is getting more bold as time goes on. he eventually learns how to pick locks via his shady roommate,pete. it’s not long before he puts his skills to the test breaking into your dorm while you’re in class.

nerd!patrick who is in heaven. your scent fills the air around him making him feel as if he was home. he’s careful as he looks through your things. he’s careful not to move anything too far out of place.

nerd!patrick who find himself pocketing quite a few items. little trinkets off your desk, a pencil, an old napkin with a nefarious looking stain all seemed like perfect contenders for his collection.

nerd!patrick who found multiple pairs of bloody undies in your trashcan. he can’t believe you’re throwing away all the cute ones just because of a little stain.

nerd!patrick who knows he should wash them before he puts them in the box. but the fabric is so soft and the little bow on the front? how could he not take advantage of this.

nerd!patrick who’s been going for hours. edging himself to tears with your soiled panties around his cock. he finds himself wondering how you react to the scene. he’s sure you’d be disgusted, screaming at him and calling him a dirty perv. these thoughts served as fuel for his horny daze.

nerd!patrick who goes out of his way to run into. partly because seeing your face brightens his day but also because he knows you’ll react in disgust..just as he planned.

nerd!patrick who wants you to step on him. to scream at him and call him filthy names. his heart starts to race when his eyes meet yours. you turn towards your friend whispering something in her ear causing the two of you to snicker. he imagined all the awful things you’d be saying about him.

nerd!patrick who is trying so hard to be quiet. the interaction earlier had him all worked into a frenzy. he was leaned against the door of a stall fiddling with his belt. “need you so bad y/n” he groans, holding his cock in his hand. he is so painfully hard. “i’ve been so bad..what are you going to do to me”?

nerd!patrick who is closing his eyes imagining your soft hands stroking him. “that feels good doesn’t it patrick? tell mommy how good it feels”. you’d say, your lips right next to his. he can barely contain his moan as he spills his seed all over the toilet seat.

bottom patrick is taking over my mind thanks to you guys. i can barely imagine him choking me against a wall anymore sigh. you’ve ruined me in the best way possible. i need him whimpering and crying underneath me as i edge him to the point of passing out. you feel me ?

oh nerdtrick. my perverted whiny muse. picture this. patrick had only had sex once or twice before he crossed paths with you.his body was a blank canvas to be explored. poor thing was falling apart just from a few kisses on his neck.

it was so easy to find his sweet spot too. the second your tongue brushed over his sensitive skin his entire body went stiff. a high pitch whine escaped his parted lips before he could even register what was happening. he would be so embarrassed. in his mind men are not supposed to make such noises. “i swear that doesn’t happen normally”. he says quickly,his face going redder by the second.

he’s a terrible kisser. probably the worst you’ve had.his teeth scratch against yours as his lips try to keep up with yours. despite his naivety he’s trying his best to run his down your thigh sensually. this was so painfully awkward. you couldn’t believe he had sex before this. he had to be lying.

“why don’t you let me take the lead” you say gently,pulling away from him. you couldn’t take another minute of his sweaty palms on your skin.

of course he doesn’t protest. when a pretty girl tells you to do something it’s best to listen. he lets you take control of him , squeezing his eyes shut as you lift up his shirt.

his nipples go hard against the cold air of the room. “isn’t that cute” you mumble to yourself, admiring his body under yours. he’s so delicate your afraid a simple touch will shatter him into a. million pieces.

you’re quick to explore his body. small kisses on his tummy and up his chest. he’s shuttered at the sensation only fueling you more. it’s so cute how he just gives in without complaint. you want to call him a good boy.

nerd!patrick who has infinitely too much free time. when he’s not jerking off to the picture of your smile he has imprinted upon his brain he’s catfishing your boyfriend over facebook. he’ll spend hours sexting with him,imagining himself in your perfect body.

nerd!patrick who gets so bored of his hand. it’s so clammy and boyish he just can’t stand it. being the creative type he is patrick went through hell to make a copy of a woman’s hand. your hand. it was crude to say the least, barely resembling the limb in the slightest.

nerd!patrick who covers his face with his pillow, imagining your weight pressed against his mouth. what he would do to have you sit on his face.

nerd!patrick who pens love letters and ballads during your shared classes. he wished he could get up the courage to talk to you given how you’ve taken over every corner of his life. alas he was still much too shy to make the first move.

nerd!patrick who nearly cums in his pants when you bump into him in the hall. oh my god your smell is heavenly. “oh god i’m so sorry” you turn around to check if he ok. patrick finds himself unable to speak, so mesmerized by your beauty.

nerd!patrick who thinks about the interaction for the rest of the day. the sickly sweet smell of your hair still stuck in his nostrils. on that day he began to search sniffing every last body wash, shampoo and perfume hoping to find the scent. when he luckily comes across the bottle of fragrance he knows that his mission is complete.

nerd!patrick who knows he’s probably not all the way sane at this point. but who is in this world? the creation he made looked like something out of a horror movie. a poorly put together mannequin he found behind the mall that he gad done his best to make look like you. a cheap wig he found at a costume shop, the perfume he’d bought,clothes you’d left in the locker room. it wasn’t perfect in any means but it did the trick.