Jay

Will was pressed against the barricade at the Boston marathon waiting to watch his older sister pass as his phone rang in his pocket.

He smiled upon seeing your name on his screen but it quickly dropped upon hearing your winded voice on the other end.

“He-“

“Why didn’t you tell me Macklin was a runner!?!” You panted.

“What?” He questioned stepping back out of the crowd to hear you better.

“He ran from me and Aiden! We’re at the stupid block party and we were all talking and next thing I knew he was gone and booking it to another house!” You groaned.

The blonde couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled out of his chest at the thought of a drunk Macklin running away from you and his older brother.

“It’s not funny Will! I can’t find him.” You were stressed, Aiden had tried to run after him but he couldn’t catch up before he lost sight of him.

“Okay calm down I’m sure he’ll pop up, what about checking his location on find my?” He tried to offer.

“I have his phone..he was scared of losing it.”

“Shit..”

“Yeah, I-“

He could hear Aiden’s voice cut you off if something about a friend of him just sent him of video of Macklin a few houses over.

Will stayed on the phone as you rushed after Aiden trying his best to keep you calm and level headed.

“I’m going to murder him Will, I didn’t think I’d need a leash!”

“I didn’t even know he was a runner if that helps, he’s never done that to me.” Will was honest, they’d gotten wasted together a few times but Macklin usually just got clingy.

“Yeah well now w-oh my god.”

“What? What’s wrong?” Will questioned at your words, your voice was full of shock.

“Babe i have to go, he’s doing a fucking Kegstand.”

The line went dead after that and will just stared at it for a second before he laughed, there was no way, a kegstand? Macklin?

On the other side of the city you and Aiden pushed through bodies of people who had their phones up recording a struggling Macklin.

“Mack!” You called pushing past two guys to get to the front of the crowd.

The three guys holding him up set him back on his feet, you could see the grimace on Macklin’s face as he wiped away the beer that has drizzled down on his chin.

You called for him again reaching out to tug on the jersey he wore to finally grab his attention.

“Baby!” He cheered pulling you into his chest his eyes wide and cheeks red from the wind.

You were well aware of the amount of phones recording the interaction and made quick work of leading him out and away from the group of people.

“Did you see me? I did the kegstand! Kinda sucked and my stomach hurts now but it was cool.” He cheesed as he finally pulled away.

“Yeah bub I saw, listen I need you to not run away again okay?.” You tried to get him to listen but it went right in one ear and out the other as he spotted a beer cooler.

Thankfully though this time his hand was in yours as he pulled you over towards the cooler where he grabbed the first one he saw, not even reading the name or logo.

He cracked the can hastily taking a nice chug a loud burp escaping as he put it down, “You’re so pretty you know that right? I’m such a lucky guy.”

You laughed in response there was nothing more charming than him burping in your face before telling you how pretty you were.

“Yeah thanks babe.”

Your little group ventured around to a few more houses, Macklin only running off one more time before you and Aiden found him bent over and puking his guts out in a random parking lot.

Your hand ran up and down his back as he spilled up the contents of his stomach.

You handed him the bottle of water you’d been carrying with you once he stood back to full height allowing him to rinse his mouth out.

“That fucking sucked.” He groaned walking away a bit before sitting on the rough cement.

You took your eyes off of him upon the sound of your phone going off.

Will💌

Everything okay?

His kegstand is trending on Twitter btw

“Shit.” You huffed.

“What?” Macklin looked up.

“Your kegstand is trending online according to Will.” You threw him a pitiful look.

“Oh fuck me, dad’s gonna be pissed.” His rubbed his eyes with the palm of his hands with an exaggerated groan.

Aiden nodded in agreement, looking over your shoulder as you opened up Twitter.

It only took a few scrolls before you came across the video, it cut off right as you pushed through the two guys but you were sure there was another angle out there somewhere.

“Maybe it’s time for you to retire for the day buddy, go home get some food and water in you.” Aiden spoke up the tone in his voice leaving no room for argument from Macklin.

“Yeah I agree, let’s head back to mine.” You reached out a hand for him to grab as he stood up.

You guys had been out here for hours, macklin had drank more in four hours then he has in the last nine months and honestly you were tired.

You loved your boyfriends more than anything in this world but between traveling, switching time zones, studying for finals, grad pics and prep, packing up your apartment, and still trying to have fun and hang out with them, you were exhausted.

Macklin was quiet as you trekked back to your car which was a good fifteen minute walk from where you’d ended up.

“Did grace finish her marathon?” He finally spoke up as the two of you reached the vehicle.

You smiled at the thought of Will’s sister, “Not sure, we can call Will when we get to my place.”

Macklin settled in beside you in the passenger seat, his large hand instinctively finding your thigh as you started up the car.

He was silent for the drive playing with your phone to pick music, you could hear him gag each time you hit a bump in the road.

“Let me know if you need me to pull over at all.” You gave him a gentle smile eyes flickering over to him for a second.

“Mhm” he nodded.

Macklin had never regretted drinking so much in his life, he knew he should’ve paced himself rather than chugging beers like he was.

He didn’t have much breakfast or water before you two ventured out today and he was really regretting his decisions.

He flopped on your bed the second he made it into your apartment kicking his shoes off he was messy as he pulled his clothes off leaving him in nothing but his undershirt and boxers.

“Feel better?” You laughed.

“So much.” He sighed with closed eyes as he hoped the turning of his stomach would stop.

He could hear you shuffling around the room, digging through boxes to find something to throw on before joining him in bed.

Before you two could get settled your phone rang Wills picture filling your screen.

“Hey babes.” You smiled as you answered.

“Hey just wanted to check in on you guys, where’s our runner?” His voice was full of amusement a light smirk tugging his lips.

You flipped the camera to show him Macklin who was star fished on the bed his eyes still shut.

“Someone have a little to much fun I see.”

“Fuck off.” Macklin mumbled raising his middle finger in the air.

“Hope that answers your question, anyways did grace get the time that she wanted?”

“Yeah actually finished with a better time then she projected she would.” He smiled at his sister’s success.

You chatted a bit more before Will bid the both of you a goodbye and ‘I love you’ promising to be home within the next hour after he grabbed food with some of the Bc guys.

-

By the time Will returned to your apartment Macklin had spilled his guts into your toilet twice, took a shower, brushed his teeth three times, and passed out on your chest while you played with his hair.

Will stumbled into your room with an easy and tipsy smile on his face with a bag of food from your favorite restaurant in his hand.

“Hi” he cheesed walking over to give you a soft kiss.

You grimaced against him at the taste of beer on his lips, “hmm tastes like you had some fun of your own.” You raised a brow.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” He teased.

Similar to macklin he stripped down to just a shirt and boxers climbing in on the opposite side of the bed opening one of the to-go boxes he’d brought home.

“Got you some of their bread sticks.” He smiled handing a piece over.

“Ugh you’re the best.” You groaned taking it from him.

You were a few bites in when Macklin shifted on your chest, “Why does it smell like Donte’s bread sticks?”

You and will share a look before both of you bust out with uncontrollable laughter, bodies shaking, cheeks turning red.

Macklin sits up confused and dazed there’s a dull throb in his head and his stomach is still bubbling but he can’t help the way he searches for where the delicious smell is coming from.

His brows shoot up at the box in Will’s lap and the sleepy man doesn’t hesitate to pluck a bread stick from the box.

“Hey!” Will groans.

“Shhhh my head hurts.”

You laugh at the look of bewilderment Will sends Macklin.

“oh you think this is funny?” Will raises a brow.

You just shrug giving him a teasing smile going to take one last bite of your own bread stick but before it can even find your mouth, it’s plucked out of your hands and Will is chewing on it.

“Wha-Will! What the hell!!?!”

Macklin’s the one laughing now his warm body resting between both of yours as he watches on in pure amusement.

Will just shrugs his mouth full of breadstick trying his hardest Not to laugh so he doesn’t choke on the bread.

“Give me another one! That was so mean.” You cry out with a pout that usually makes him cave.

“That was payback.” Will laughs once he finally swallows the food.

“No that was pure evil.”

“You let macklin take the one I was gonna eat.”

“I didn’t let him do anything! You were the one with the box.”

“Still could’ve stopped him!”

Macklin looked around noticing that the both of you were to locked in on each other, voices overlapping, neither of you paying attention to the box still sat in Will’s lap.

So, he makes his move.

Quickly and quietly he plucks the last breadstick from the box with zero hesitation he takes a big bite.

You notice him with an almost full bread stick first, Will shuts up when he realizes you’re no longer bickering with him.

He watches as your eyes dart from the box to Macklin and back to the box, this time his eyes follow.

“Mack.” You start voice steady and quiet.

“Yea..”

“Did you take the last breadstick?” Your eyes cut to him with a glare that could probably kill him.

Will watches Macklin swallow the last bite he’d been chewing on before the Canadian finally speaks up.

“Well..”

“Dude..no way.” Will shoots him his own glare.

Macklin regretted his action instantly now that both of you looked ready to strangle him.

“You two were bickering! Neither of you were gonna decide who got it anyways..” he defends himself.

This isn’t the first time you’ve been in a situation like this, you two always argue over who gets the last bite and can never settle on an answer so it’s either forgotten or fed to Macklin anyways.

Before he could react you had his phone in your hand with the DoorDash app open and an order of twenty of Dante’s breadsticks in the cart.

“Then you can buy more.” You smile but there was nothing nice about it as you pick to tip the door dash driver a hefty $200 on a $25 order.

“Babe!” He freaks as he sees the number but it’s to late the order is placed and you’re now sitting on his phone.

“Shouldn’t have ate the last two breadsticks then.” Will scoffs playfully turning to watch whatever is on the tv.

“Now that’s what I call payback Will.” You sass the blonde.

-

An hour later you and Will are happily chowing away at breadsticks while Macklin sits between you two watching in pity as you eat.

“I seriously can’t have just one?” He huffs arms crossed.

“No” Will answered first.

“Please?! I paid for them!” He’s sitting up now giving you the biggest puppy eyes you’ve ever seen.

“You not only ran away on me today, twice might I add. But you also ate the last two breadsticks.”

Will laughs at the reminder of Macklin running away causing you to smack his shoulder.

“But i apologized already! It won’t happen again I promise..”

“Nope” you still don’t budge.

“If you let me have one I’ll pay for Donte’s to Cater your graduation party and you can have all the breadsticks you want.” He attempts to bribe you.

“They don’t even offer catering.” Will points out.

“I’ll bribe them! I’ll offer them a lot of money, post them on instagram, something!.”

Macklin’s spiraling now all he wants is just one more of the deliciously addictive garlic covered breadsticks.

His mind is racing in all the ways he can get you to give him a breadstick, Will’s a lost cause due to him already being greedy and the fact Macklin’s tactics never work on him.

If money bribery won’t work then Macklin only has one other option.

He lays down on his side, huffs out a defeated breath, head on your shoulder, and to his luck you allow him to cuddle into your side.

He stays in his spot a little longer before he starts his plan. It’s a light touch at first, just his arm over your waist, fingers rubbing up and down your side softy before soon they’re under the hem of your shirt.

You think nothing of it, honestly. He seemed like he’d given up, finally accepted his fate.

Until you felt his lips on your shoulder and his hand graze your boob.

“Macklin”

“Yea?”

“Get your hand off my boob, I’m not giving you a breadstick.”

Another laugh bubbled from Will.

“Oh come onnnnnn.” Macklin whined now laying on his back.

“You did not just try to sex her up for a breadstick.” Will was still giggling as he spoke.

“Shut up.” Macklin mumbled with a kick to Will’s leg.

“You would’ve done it too.”

Will nodded in agreement, “Yeah but my advances would’ve worked, she can’t resist me.”

“Oh?” You raised a brow.

“You know it, I’m just to good at what I do.”

You knew Will was fucking around but you also knew how important your kisses were and how much they valued them.

So you sat your box of breadsticks on the nightstand and moved to rest above Macklin, pulling the clueless boy in for one of hottest kisses Will’s ever seen.

It was loud, your tongue tracing his as your hands tangled into his hair pulling a low whimper from the boy below you. Macklin’s hands moved to hold your waist pulling you so your knees rested on either side of him.

“Want a breadstick Mackie?” Your voice was heavy and flirty.

“Yes.”

“Say please.” You instructed lips trailing down his neck.

Will watched you move helplessly, Macklin’s whines filling his ears as you continued your way further down his body.

“Can I please have a breadstick?” He was breathless as he spoke, fingers clawing at the sheets below him as your lips ghosted over his sweet spot.

“Good boy.”

Both men whimpered at the nickname but it was only Macklin that got the reward of you feeding him a breadstick, humming with hot eyes as he purposely let his lips wrap around your fingers.

“This is so fucking unfair.” Will grumbled.

Your eyes flicked over to him, his boner evident as it pressed against the material of his boxers.

“Shouldn’t have gotten cocky.” You shrugged returning to your spot allowing Macklin to cuddle right back into you.

Will looked on grumpily as Macklin wrapped himself around you with a content smile on his face.

“What happened to him not getting a breadstick because he ran away?”

You just shrugged in response, eyes trained on the tv but Macklin answered for you.

“She may not be able to resist you but she also loves when I’m her good boy. Get on my level.”

You pulled his hair at his words trying to get him to shut up before another argument started but it was too late.

“I can be good too..”

“Not as good as me” macklin rolled his eyes.

“Yeah cause I’m not good, I’m better.”

“Nope.”

“Yes, who was she calling her best boy a few nights ago!?”

“She told me that I was special.”

“She to-“

“-oh my god enough or you’re both sleeping on the couch! I love you both, you’re both my best and specials boys, you’re both amazing guys.” You huffed causing both of them to quiet at your heightened voice.

“Come here will.” You instructed and watched as he leaned over Macklin to kiss you softly before returning to his side of the bed.

“Now both of you hush and behave so I can watch the Pitt in peace.”

The room was quiet for a while after that, you didn’t give either of them a glance as you were locked in on whatever the fuck Dr.Robby was crashing out about now.

“You really couldn’t do a Kegstand though? That was pretty pathetic.”

“Hey!”

“Will Shut up, you can’t do one either.” You shoot back finally getting the blonde to shut up by sending him a look that could kill.

You loved them so much but there was nothing those boys enjoyed more than pushing each others buttons.

They were quiet for the rest of the night and when you awoke the next morning they were somehow now back to chest, Will was spooning Macklin while Macklin spooned you.

As much as they got on your nerves in their petty moments you wouldn’t trade them for anything.

There was nothing Trevor loved more than the feeling that flowed throughout his body after smoking a joint.

The ways his shoulders relaxed, how all his nerves calmed, the worries in the back of his mind silenced.

He didn’t partake in smoking much during the season but he loved to smoke as much as possible during the off season.

He enjoyed sitting with his feet hanging off the dock as he watched a sunset, joint in his hand with a cloud of smoke around him.

But one thing that always became a problem for Trevor once his high hit was munchies.

The man felt the need to eat anything and everything in the pantry, foods he knew his team nutritionists would murder him for eating.

But over the summer he had a taste for something else, something a little bit more forbidden.

And you sat on the opposite end of the couch from him, head resting on the couch pillow, feet rested in his lap as you took in the movie playing on the screen.

He’d long forgotten about it the second your brother retired to his room for the night bidding the both of you a soft good night.

Trevor’s eyes instantly fell to your tanned legs that poked out from your blanket, his mouth watered at the thought of having them over his shoulders as he ate you out.

He felt his dick twitch at the memory of your muffled whimpers from last summer, your teeth biting into your hand trying your hardest to keep quiet so nobody heard you.

“Z!”

Your voice pulled him from his dirty daydream.

“Huh?” He hummed hooded eyes shifting from your legs to meet your eyes.

“I asked if you were good, you’re not even paying attention to the movie.” You laughed.

He nodded in reply, “don’t wanna watch it anymore.” He shrugged unable to help the way his eyes moved to your lips and back to your legs.

“Oh, you can turn it off. I don’t mind we can always find something else.” You scrambled attempting to sit up and look for the remote.

However you were quickly stopped by a strong hand, looking up you saw Trevor shaking his head, tongue darting out to wet his lips.

“No, it’s not that. I just-“

He didn’t know how to explain it without being a weirdo, sure you two had hooked up multiple times in the past but from what he understood you had met some guy at college.

Collin was his name, going to school to become an engineer, things were going good, you liked him a lot.

“What?” You asked headed titled slightly as you tried your best to understand what was up.

Trevor damn near groaned as your soft doe eyes lit with the upmost innocence and genuine worry for him.

You didn’t know he had smoked before movie night as you’d been in the shower when he had gone to smoke. the darkened room didn’t help your case since it was pretty hard to notice his red eyes from across the couch.

Fuck it he thought.

And before he could think himself out of it he lurched forward attaching his lips to yours, his body positioning itself over yours.

You gasped against his lips hands tangling in his shirt to push him off, this was wrong, Cole was upstairs, you had a boyfriend now.

“I just need to taste you, please” he spoke as he pulled back.

That’s when you finally noticed the redness in his eyes, his lids slightly drooped and that little smirk that always rested on his face when he was high.

“Are you high?”

“Noo..-okay yeah and I’ve been thinking about how you taste from the second you sat on this couch in those damn shorts.” He admits resting back on his knees.

Your cheeks tinted a deep red at his honesty, you wouldn’t lie that the thought of having him between your thighs didn’t make your clit throb but you were seeing someone.

Collin was such a nice guy, he paid for every date, opened every door, sent flowers every week.

But he’d never made you cum and unfortunately Trevor is the only guy who has made that happen.

Your mind raced with all the pros and cons of pulling Trevor’s lips back to yours, your body screamed yes while your brain screamed no.

You probably should’ve listened to your brain but not tonight.

Trevor groaned as your pulled him down by the front of his shirt allowing him to resume his place on top of you, capturing his lips in a messy and desperate kiss.

The way his hand reaches to cup the side of your neck had butterflies in your stomach, you can feel your panties dampen as his tongue strokes yours, fingers moving to tangle in your hair.

“Don’t make me regret this.” You breathed when he finally pulls back to begin kissing his way down your body.

“Never.” His eyes were locked in yours as he moved down your body pushing the blanket that once covered you to the floor.

He rolled your shirt up kissing the soft skin of your stomach and around the waistband of your shorts, “May I?” He asked with his thumb hooked in the elastic.

“God yes.” You whimpered.

Your thighs part instantly allowing him to pull your shorts and panties off in one go, a groan of true need and want coming from the brunette.

His forehead presses against your hip as he traces your folds with his middle finger first spreading around your arousal.

You whimper when his lips teasingly kiss around the skin of your inner thighs, lips moving slowly he looks up at you through his lashes as he spits on your clit.

The sound you let out is downright pathetic and you’re truly embarrassed that he pulled that out of you.

It doesn’t take him long to dive into your core with a shit eating smirk on his lips, kissing you with feather light kisses that make your entire body shiver.

He moves slow but dedicated, tongue dragging up and down your slit in practiced and measured strokes. He groans into your folds at the taste of you on his tongue sending vibrations through your body.

He does it again when you tug on his hair pulling him even closer to your desperate cunt, wanting nothing more than for him to keep going.

He pulls back just enough to be able to speak, “Thank you baby.” In between kisses along your inner thighs.

You feel his grip adjust slightly; his hands that had been lightly resting against your outer thigh tighten, nails press half moons into your skin as he dips back down.

This time he eats you like a starving man, like you’re the last meal on earth, like your his oxygen. He knows he should take his time, allow himself to really enjoy the one thing he’s been thinking about for months.

But he can’t help himself not when your fingers are pulling at his hair, when your hips are bucking into his face pushing him even closer to your cunt-if that’s even possible at this point.

He hates that you’re hiding your moans behind your hand but he understands why, the last thing he needs is Cole walking down here and finding him buried in between your thighs.

He goes back and forth from tracing you with his tongue to sucking on your clit, your full on humping his face at this point but he could care less.

He accepts it, wants you to use him to get off, he wants whatever you’re willing to give him.

“Fuck yeah, doing so good pretty girl.” He praises when he pulls back for air eyes flickering up to you watch your face as he slips two fingers into you.

It’s slow and easy compared to his previous movements but it has you crying out nonetheless, hips bucking chasing your approaching orgasm.

“Trev..I’m so close.” You whine eyes opening to lick with his dark ones.

He’s looking at you like he’s the predator and your his next catch, you can’t even find the shame in yourself when he smirks at you for clenching around his fingers.

“Go ahead pretty girl, give it to me, I wanna taste you as you cum on my mouth.”

He doesn’t hesitate to resume his assault on your slit. Tongue moving relentlessly his fingers still pumping inside of you, matching the pace of his lips and tongue.

He can hear the way your breath starts to stutter, thighs starting to shake, hips grinding against his face whimpering at his pointy nose brushes your clit.

He groans into your pussy as your body goes rigid a sharp moan breaking free from your trembling lips as your orgasm finally crashes over your body.

But Trevor doesn’t stop, he can’t stop, he keeps sucking at your clit pulling his fingers free as he laps up your release, moaning as the taste fills his tongue.

You finally have to push him away from you, tears of overstimulation rolling down your heated cheeks as he sits back up to rest in his knees.

Trevor takes in his masterpiece of your wrecked body below him.

Your chest is heaving, thighs still trembling from the aftermath of your orgasm and your eyes are closed.

He kisses his way back up your body, inner and outer thighs, hips, stomach, chest, neck, and finally he leaves a wet kiss to your lips.

You return the kiss, moaning against his lips at the taste of yourself.

His giggle is what makes you crack an eye open just in time to watch him suck your release off his fingers.

“What’s so funny?” You huff.

He shakes his head a goofy smile tugging on his lips as he wipes away the remaining wetness around his mouth.

“Nothing I just can’t believe we did that.”

You groan dramatically doing your best to pathetically kick him despite the fact you can hardly feel your body from the waist down.

“You’re such a man.”

He just shrugs moving you over so he can lay beside you he grabs the blanket from the floor before laying down.

Covering you both up he pulls you into his chest, “I’ll be whatever you want me to be as long as I get to please you and take care of you.”

You know this isn’t forever, it’s the same routine every summer but in this moment the only thing on your mind is getting some sleep and enjoying Trevor’s back scratches.

Not your brothers, not Collin, not the emotions that will follow when he goes back to Philadelphia and you return to college.