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cherryflavored555 · 6 months ago

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୨୧ boyfriend's brother

❦ pairing - dealer!chris struniolo & stoner!reader + cheatingbf!matt sturniolo & reader

୨୧ summary - matt & reader have been arguing, reader suspects matt of cheating. reader goes to her dealer, chris, for just a smoke. long story short, it turns into much more.

✭ warnings - smut, cheating (don't!!), raw (wrap it before you tap it ppl), degradation if you squint (?), riding, oral (m), slight praise if you squint, weed/smoking, slight overstimulation, petnames (doll, pretty/pretty girl, ma), no use of y/n!!, cliffhanger. uhm i think that's it.

✿ word count - 2,712

♬ author's note - my first ever fic !! please tell me if it like absolutely sucks. this is also most likely part one, i kinda have part two drafted up. this was like slightly based off heartbeat by childish gambino but i feel like it kinda lost it along the way. idk. i have also never smoked week before so like don't judge if it's not accurate 🙏 #innocent !! but uhm yeah !! enjoy !!

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matt was off in boston. you two had been arguing for a couple weeks now. he’s been far too secretive; you too were never secretive. you trust each other with everything, right? little changes. he’s leave his phone face down, hide his screen while he types. you were stressed. what would you do when you were stressed? smoke weed. who just so happened to be your dealer? christopher sturniolo. before you knew it, you were putting your car in drive and heading for the triplet’s home.

you deliver three knocks on the front door. a pair of red-rimmed blue eyes meeting yours. you let out a small sigh of relief. he furrowed his eyebrows softly, “what’s going on, doll?” you bit your lip, looking down as you rolled back and forth on your feet. “i need a smoke. please.” you spoke softly. he simply opened the door, allowing you in. he locked the door behind you, leading you to the couch where he already had some blunts laid out on the table. “figured i’d knock some out with matt and nick gone. smoke some too.” he spoke as you two sat down. “i need something stronger than my usual.” you stated blankly. you felt blank; empty. “mhm.” he hummed as he scanned the table, handing you a blunt. “try that.” you took it from him, putting in between your lips and lighting it. you took a long drag, before letting all the smoke fall from your lips. “matt been stressin’ you?” chris questioned as he worked on putting together more blunts for his various other customers. you nodded softly, a sigh escaping your lips. you let out a dry scoff. “fuckin’ secretive as hell lately. we’ve been arguing. i think he’s cheating..” you whisper the last few words, hardly able to admit it to yourself. “yeah? fuck. didn't expect that shit from him.” you let out a dry chuckle. “me either. but, uhm, some bitch named ‘lacy’ has been texting him. he won't tell me shit ‘bout her. said she’s some new friend of nick’s and that’s it.” you licked your teeth, taking another long drag of your joint. “shit.. you tried bringing it up?” you cut him off slightly, “why the fuck do you think we’ve been arguing?” you look over at him blankly. “right.”

it got quiet after that. he finished up packaging and rolling all of his orders. you had finished your blunt, he was almost done with his. there was an underlying tension between the two of you. there always was a little, you had had a bit of a crush on him at first. but then you met matt and really got to know him. however, something about chris lately had started to reawaken that crush. you were staring. you didn't even realize until he spoke up, “you gonna say somethin’ or just keep starin’, pretty?” those petnames. oh how you loved them. matt didn't. but fuck, the tension, the petname, the weed. it got to the both of you. you fucking kissed him. your hands on his jaw, one making it’s way to the back of his head. it took him a moment to react. but when he did, oh did you love it. one hand tangled in your hair, the other grabbing your waist. you pulled back, softly panting now. “..shit.” you whispered. chris tilted his head. you felt the heat grow between your legs. “hm?” he hummed softly. “he’s fucking cheating.” he stated, looking at you with hooded eyes. his hair was messed up. fuck he looked good. you kissed him again. harder this time. more passion, emotion. he rubbed his hand up and down your waist. you moved closer to him; if possible at this point. his teeth dug into your bottom lip, you let out a soft whine, your mouth opening for him. the heat between your legs only amplifies. you and chris’, your boyfriend’s brother, tongues slide against each other’s. you let out small whimpers and whines occasionally. he’d let out small groans in response. he was a lot more vocal than matt already, something you had always loved. you were caught up with his mouth while his hand moved from your waist to your thigh, pulling you in to straddle him. you let out a small gasp, before a long whine. you were now perfectly pressed up against his already half hard dick. deciding to test the waters; you softly grind down on him. he let out a low groan, hand moving to your hips to hold onto it tightly. you felt the way he grew harder, though. you let out a soft giggle into his mouth. he let out a scoff, pulling away with heavy breaths falling from his now saliva covered lips. he spoke, voice low and rough, “fuck..” he looked at you, taking in your messy appearance. your lips, plump, pink, and glossy with saliva. your hair, a disheveled mess behind you; his hand still tangled up in it. your erratic breaths. the way he felt you throb against him. everything. “i wanted you first.” he blurted out, taking you by suprise. “what?” chris sighed. “i wanted you before matt did.” a few beats of silence passed, “i wanted you before i wanted matt.” a few more beats of silence. “then matt took you from me.” chris spoke up “now you can take me back.”

both of his hands were now gripping your ass. your arms laid around his shoulders, one hand still tangled in his messy brown hair. he leaned back in, desperately kissing you as his hands began to wander up your shirt. “can i take this off, ma?” you just nodded feverishly, too caught up in lust to form words at the moment, causing him to let out a chuckle. soon enough, your shirt was tossed somewhere in the room, neither of you cared at the moment. your lacy blue bra was now of display for chris’ eyes, your tits slightly spilling over the top. his eyes were glued onto your chest, hands moving up to cup your tits, causing you to let out a soft sigh, turning into a whimper as he squeezed.

now it was your turn; you softly tugged on the bottom hem of chris’ shirt. he grinned at you, nodding, you waste no time, pulling his shirt over his head. you immediately let your hands wander up and down his chest, a small whine falling from you lips. “like what you see, doll?” you hummed out a small “mhm”, practically whimpering. “let’s get rid of these pants next, yeah?” he spoke lowly, somehow only getting you more wet, if possible by this point. “please” you whined out, his hands moving down to untie your sweatpants, moving them down as much as he could before tapping your hip, signaling for you to get up to take them off fully. you stepped out of them, moving inbetween chris’ legs so you could take his jeans off. you look up at him with the sweetest doe eyes imaginable, him letting out a soft groan followed by, “go ahead, pretty girl.” you let your fingers unbutton and unzip his jeans, wanting to maintain eye contact, but you couldn't resist looking down at his dick. even through his boxers, you could tell he was huge. you softly trace the outline of him over his boxers, eyes wide, causing him to let out a small scoff. “go on, take them off.” you do just that; his length slapping against his stomach, your eyes widening even more, if even possible by that point. you have to squeeze your thighs together in attempts to ease the ache between them. “..fuck.” you whispered softly, taking in the sight. your right hand goes up, beginning to softly stroke him, by now, his precum was more than enough lube. you could tell just how much he wanted this. he jolted softly as you began touching him, groaning. “c’mon, pretty, i know you're not a virgin. don't touch me like you are.” you pouted softly, speeding up your motions on him, moving forwards to kitten lick his tip. chris gasps, hand moving to your hair, gathering it into a makeshift ponytail. you take his whole tip into your mouth, sucking softly, tongue circling around it. a small whimper fell from his lips. you didn't expect chris to be the whimpering type. but, oh, did you love it. your hand moves down to the base of him, slowly taking more of him into your mouth, causing chris to throw his head back. you took that as your que to start bobbing your head; his hold of your hair tightening as you did so. small groans, gasps, and occasional whimpers fell from chris’ lips. his noises only encouraged you to keep going. “..fuck.. suckin’ me so good, ma.” he spoke between deep, erratic breaths. you whined in response to his words, the vibrations causing him to jolt in your mouth. in a confusing turn of events, chris pulled you off. naturally, you looked up at him confused. he let out a dry scoff, “wasn't about to cum just yet, we’re not anywhere close to bein’ done, doll.” your eyes widened softly as he said that, him letting out a small chuckle in response.

chris patted his thigh, “get back up here, don't be shy.” he spoke sweetly, a soft smile on his lips, causing the heat between your legs to grow. you did as he said, going back to straddling him. his hands roamed back up to your tits, squeezing above your bra. placing open mouthed kisses on where you were spilling out of it, keeping his pretty red rimmed blue eyes right on yours. you let out a series of small whimpers and moans. “can i take this off?” you nodded, whispering out an airy ‘please.’ his hands reached behind you, unclasping your bra, delicately removing the blue lace, his eyes glued to your chest. “so pretty..” he whispered, hands returning to squeeze, this time squeezing your nipples instead of just your entire tit. you threw you head back at this, gasping. your eyebrows drew together as your hips instinctively grinded into his. he let out a quiet chuckle, leaning in to suck and softly bite on your right nipple as his hand moved down to the waistband of your panties. you let out a loud whine, hips grinding into his once more. he pulled off your tit with a small ‘pop’, “can these come off too, pretty?” you nodded feverishly. “words, ma, i need words.” you let out a whimper, “yes..” he leaned up, kissing your neck softly as he began to pull off your panties, whispering a soft, ‘good.’ as soon as he had you fully undressed, he delicately ran his fingers up and down your heat. “fuckin’ soaked for me, huh?” he asked with a small chuckle, both his movements and his words caused you to let out a moan, one of your hands flying to grab his wrist as he began circling your clit. “f-fuck..” you slurred through a mix of whines, whimpers, and moans. chris shook his head softly. “can barely take me playin’ with ya, how are you gonna take my dick?” you gasped at that, before letting a long, needy whine fall from your lips. chris let out a dry chuckle, pulling his fingers away from you, causing you to let out a whimper at the loss of pleasure. instead, chris’ hands moved to grip your ass moving you forward and up, now hovering right above him.

“you ready, doll?” you nodded feverishly, a small, whined out ‘please, chris.’ falling from your lips. he didn't reply, simply grabbing his length and lining himself up with your hole, slowly beginning to lower you down onto him. broken moans and whines fell from both you and chris’ lips, your hands going up to his chest as you fell forwards, needing support. “so big..” you whimpered out. “yeah? bigger than matt?” this caused your eyes to roll back, along with him fully bottoming out inside of you. “i’ll take that as a yes.” he whispered proudly. you took a moment to adjust to the sheer size of him. “fuck, you’re tight.” he groaned out after a few beats of silence, his hands still firmly gripping onto your ass. you softly grinded forwards, testing the waters before beginning to bounce. “don't need to do all the work, ma.” chris spoke softly, hands moving slightly forwards to grip your hips instead, hovering you slightly above him so he could thrust up into you instead. you gasped at the quick pace he had began to thrust into you at, head falling forwards to hide into the crook of his neck. you instinctively clenched around him, causing him to let out a low groan. “so fuckin’ good, pretty.” chris spoke lowly, as you let out more and more frequent moans and whines. you started to get louder, too. your hands had moved to his back, nails digging into his flesh as you struggled to stay supported. your thighs had began to tremble slightly by now. his pace was relentless, though. he was showing no mercy to your cunt. your brain had began to turn into pure mush, your weren't thinking straight, or maybe not at all. the mix of his insanely quick pace, the weed, and just how turned on you had been mixed made you get closer and closer to the edge. you normally wouldn't cum this quick, but shit, all of the factors combined had you losing it. “fuck.. close, chris!” you moaned out, too caught up in all of the pleasure to even care anymore. “really? already, doll? c’mon now.” you let out a loud whine at that, a sharp gasp overtaking it as chris moved a hand down to circle your clit once more, that being enough to throw you over the edge. “f-uck! cumming!” you moaned out loudly, head thrown back as waves of your orgasm fell over your. your eyes screwed shut, eyebrows furrowed. your vision went completely white and your ears rang as your came. chris’ pace didn't even falter. he kept going. he sped up his motions on your clit, too, causing your legs to tremble even more than before. if it wasn't for his hands gripping your thighs and you fully leaned against him, you wouldn't been just a pile of mush on the floor. by this point, you weren't thinking at all. the only thing you could think about at this point was chris and the feeling building up in your gut once more. “just a little longer, ma” chris spoke, voice strained as he focused in on his thrusts and his motions on your clit, both becoming more rapid and erratic. you were practically screaming, tears that you didn't even know had welled up beginning to fall. you were steadily approaching your second orgasm. the loud squelching sound coming from where you two met took up the whole house at this point, along with your moans and whines and chris’ groans. “mmmm, al-almost! please.. fuck. need. mmph.” you spewed out nonsense at this point. getting so close. “don't worry, doll, almost there.” chris reassured you, his motions finally slowing as he came inside, painting your gummy walls white. as soon as you felt the thick liquid begin to fill you up, you came. harder than you ever had. clear liquid squirted everywhere. your vision was fully blinded, you couldn't hear anything other than a loud ringing, you couldn't even make noise. as you finally overcame your orgasm, panting heavily, you looked down, eyes widening.

“fuck, ma.” chris spoke softly, a mix of shock, and a mix of worry. “’m sorry..” you whispered delicately. “don't be.” he chuckled lowly. “i’m just worried about the clean up.” your eyebrows furrowed once more. “’m sorry. didn't know i could do that.” he simply shook his head, hands moving to pull you off of his dick, a loud ‘pop’ echoed through the room as he pulled out. as he did so, you finally came back to your senses.

you were dating matt. how’d you end up fucking his brother? why would you? what would he say?

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