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𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐁𝐨𝐲 - 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐊𝐧𝐨𝐱𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞

 ❀ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐊𝐧𝐨𝐱𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞 𝐗 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐊𝐧𝐨𝐱𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞 𝐗 𝐘/𝐍 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐊𝐧𝐨𝐱𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞 𝐗 𝐟𝐞𝐦! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

 ❀ 𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 - 𝐘𝐨𝐮’𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬. 𝐑𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐟 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐄𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐠𝐞.

 ❀ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 - 𝟑.𝟔𝐊

 ❀ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 - 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝟏𝟖+, 𝐀𝐠𝐞 𝐆𝐚𝐩, 𝐀 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭, 𝐔𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐞𝐱, 𝐀𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐡𝐨𝐥, 𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲, 𝐌𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫, & 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐟𝐭.

 ❀ 𝐀/𝐍 - 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐊𝐧𝐨𝐱𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤.

“Are you getting changed PJ?” You call out to your boyfriend as you continue to finish your makeup. It’s Johnny’s 52nd Birthday and you’ve made plans to celebrate with his friends. “I guess.” He replies, leaving the bathroom with a sigh. 

You could tell he wasn’t happy, his face always gave that away. Brows scrunched up and short sighs leaving his lips, it was obvious that he wasn’t in the mood for tonight. You’ve been in a relationship for a few years and had moved in together not too long ago. It’s reached the point where you could read Johnny like a book, not like it was that hard to do anyway. 

“Do we really need to go out tonight? I’d rather stay in with you.” Johnny sighs from the end of the bed, tying up his iconic red converse. “It’s your birthday, we need to celebrate it and I promise we’ll stay in tomorrow & do whatever you like.” You smile affectionately, looking at him in the mirror. He offers you a small smile in return as he continues to tie his laces, grumbling at the occasional click of his bones.

Unfortunately this resistance of celebrating his birthday has only been building in the last few years. With his aging face and grey hair, Johnny can’t help but feel old. His body takes longer to recover after stunts and he can’t quite handle alcohol like he used to, it was seriously impacting his self esteem. 

But that has never changed how much you love him, truthfully you thought his grey hair made him look even sexier. It made you want him more. After applying the final touches to your make up, you stand up and admire the final product. You wanted to look put together but not upstage your boyfriend, even though it’s not entirely possible with his unique fashion taste. 

Your outfit was simple a mini black skirt with a relatively low cut white tank, a pair of gorgeous black leather boots and one of Johnnys old leather jackets. “You look so beautiful.” Johnny coos as you wander over to him, still sat at the end of the bed. His hands reach out for you as you step between his legs. “Thank you baby.” You mutter, kissing his plump lips gently. 

The pair of you stand in the mirror as you take a picture for your instagram story. A pair of blue Dickie trousers cling to his long legs paired with a white shirt and black sweater vest over the top, his converse stick out like a sore thumb but you don’t have the heart to tell him. 

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Unsurprisingly the bar is packed. With very little wiggle room, you all squeeze around a table, the majority of the others already drunk. “You look really beautiful tonight, Y/N.” Bam slurs drunkly into your ear. His eyes scanning your body like you’d vanish in any second. 

Johnnys arm instinctively pulls you closer into his body, practically glaring at Bam in the process. He has always been the jealous type, he knew you’d never do anything that would hurt him or jeopardise your relationship but it was everyone else that he didn’t trust. 

He is a good amount of years older than you, but you didn’t care. You’d been set up on a blind date by a mutual friend, “You’ll love him, he’s hilarious. A little bit strange but in an endearing way.” They said as they gave you the address to the restaurant. You were nervous at first, the idea of a blind date has always terrified you but something deep inside told you that you needed to go. And here you are. 

“Don’t piss your pants PJ, besides, I’ve got every single detail memorised up here.” Bam antagonises, tapping his temple. You can feel Johnny tense next to you, clenching his fist as if he was preparing to swing. “I much prefer men that aren’t fresh out of puberty.” You flash a cheeky grin, making the rest of the group laugh loudly. 

You felt Johnny soften next to you, picking up his bottle of beer and taking a sip. His energy makes it obvious that he didn’t want to come, or it did to you at least. But eventually as he drank more and more, he began to feel a little more at ease. 

As the rest of the group scatters around the bar, you find yourself alone with your boyfriend. “Are you feeling okay, baby?” You question, tracing small circles onto the top of his hand. “Yeah, I’m feeling a little better. Thank you for sticking up for me. I love you for that.” He chuckled softly, his big brown eyes peering down at you.

His head leans down as he presses his lips to yours, passionately and possessively. Johnny knew that other guys had been looking at on his arm and he wanted to make sure that everyone knew that you were his. 

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The night progresses and the drinks are flowing, you can see that Johnny is feeling a lot more comfortable as he plays darts with Bam and Ryan. “I just feel bad for him, I know getting older is affecting him but what can I say to help him?” You shrug, drinking your vodka and Coca Cola.

“Not much you can do I’m afraid.” Steve-o sighs, sipping at his glass of coke. You’ve always admired Steve-o and his willingness to commit to sobriety, you knew it couldn’t have been hard for him with the previous lifestyle he had but it warms your heart to see him doing so well. “Don’t look but there’s a guy coming over here.” Steve-o mutters, already feeling uncomfortable. 

You glance over your shoulder and just as Steve-o says, a guy is walking in your direction. He looks about the same age as you, dark brown hair with brown eyes, a slightly pointed face and looks a bit like a rat. “Hello beautiful.” He announces as he sits across from you, forcing Steve-o to slide into the middle. 

“Hi? Can I help you with something?” You question, secretly hoping it’s just a fan of Jackass or something. “I just wanted to say you’re looking incredibly hot tonight.” The strange man flirts, just by his actions you could tell he wasn’t sober. Whether it’s alcohol or drugs, something is definitely in this fuckers system because he is wired. “Thank you, my boyfriend thinks so too.” You smile softly, hoping he’ll get the hint and fuck off. 

“What are you drinking? I’ll love to buy you one.” He flirts again, your eyes flick over to Steve-o, he’s sat in silence and desperately trying not to laugh in this poor man’s face. “It’s actually not from here, I stole from a liquor store before I arrived.” You respond, starting to make up shit. “Oh really? Surely the police would be looking for you then?” The guy responds awkwardly. 

“Nope, killed the owners before they had a chance to call them.” You shrug, sipping your drink. The guy gets up slowly, looking horrified before heading back to his original table. “What a creep.” You remark as you finish the rest of your vodka. “Where the fuck did that come from?” Steve-o laughs astonishingly. 

“Practiced it a few years ago, you never know when you’ll need a story like that.” You raise your eyebrow and giving it a wiggle. “I’ll drink to that.” Steve-o laughs as he holds out his glass. The two of you cheers and Steve-o slides out of the booth, off to buy another round. 

You hadn’t noticed but your boyfriend was stood watching the entire interaction from the other side of the bar, just without sound. What he saw was a young and attractive man, flirting with his young and attractive girlfriend. His feelings of inadequacy and insecurity build inside him, Johnny can’t help but feel like he did before he left the house. 

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After a few more hours, you return home in desperate need of some sleep. The journey home was quiet. You could tell that something is plaguing Johnnys mind but you can’t figure it out yet. Silence as he enters the house and silence as he walks into your bedroom. 

“You know I’m proud of Steve-o, he’s come a long way with his sobriety.” You announce from the bathroom. Taking off your jewellery and throwing your hair up into a bun. “Mhmmm.” Johnny says in response from the bedroom. The energy is weird. You know something is bothering him but you also know he won’t admit it. 

You walk into the bedroom and find your boyfriend partially dressed & sat at the end of the bed. Shoes and trousers gone with nothing but his top half and boxers still on. “Have I done something to upset you?” You question, wondering why his mood has changed again. 

“Why are you with me?” He breaks the silence. His brown eyes looking up from a spot on the floor, it looks like he is about to cry. “I’m getting older and grey but you’re young & beautiful. You have so much life ahead of you. I don’t want you  to feel obligated to waste it with me.” He exclaims, a few tears trickle from his eye but he wipes it with his shirt sleeve. Praying that you won’t notice. 

And then it clicks. The situation in the bar, he must’ve seen it and being so far away, completely misread the situation. “You saw that guy approach me, didn’t you.” You sigh, wanting to squeeze him tightly. “PJ, I promise you, I want to spend the rest of my life with you.” You mutter wandering over to your boyfriend. 

Skirt gone with nothing but the tank top and your underwear, you crawl onto his lap. Instinctively he wraps his arms around you, tightly. “It doesn’t bother you that I’m getting older and my hair is grey?” He questions, peering down at you. “Truthfully.” You smile, running your hand through his styled hair. “I think you couldn’t look any sexier, the grey hair does something to me.” You smile pecking his lips softly. 

“What about the guy in the bar? You looked like you were enjoying the conversation.” Johnny sighs, still hung up on the younger guy hitting on you. “PJ, people are going to approach me and that’s a part of life. I don’t particularly enjoy when other women flirt with you but I’m the one that gets to come home to you and get fucked by you. I win.” You remark, making him chuckle. 

Johnnys hand grabs you by the back of the neck and pulls you in, his lips collide with yours as they burn with passion. You can’t help but moan as his stubble gently scratches at your chin. Your hands fly into his hair as you desperately try to close the gap between you, you wanted him like you need water. 

He pulls away slightly, taking your chin between his long and nimble fingers. “Since you said that my hair does something to you….would you like to show me?” He questions, the words pronouncing his Tennessee accent deliciously. Johnny presses his crotch into your legs, his semi-hard cock jabs into you. You couldn’t decide if it was the pressure or the friction that made “Little PJ” appear but oh boy were you glad. 

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You stand up and use your knee to push his legs apart, creating enough space for you to squat down in front of him. Sitting down between the gap, you peer up at him through your eyelashes. Dragging your nails gently up and down his exposed flesh. “Fuck.” He whispers to himself as your hands reach up for his waistband. 

His eyes stare at you like a lion with its prey, gently sliding his boxers down to reveal his incredibly erect cock. Pre-cum already spilling from the tip as your nails stroke up and down it, teasing him as much as you possibly can. With trembling thighs, his big brown eyes peer down at you, pleading for some release. 

“Baby- please-.” Johnny begs, bucking his hips into your direction.  You spit into your hand and wrap it around his cock, “Oh my god!” He groans, head thrown back with his eyes squeezed shut. Gently pumping his cock, it’s not long before his hips as rising off the edge of the bed struggling to contain himself. 

You lay your arm over his hips, trapping him to the bed. “Fuck.” Johnny grunts, unable to do anything but watch. Nothing but a string of obscenities leave his lips, Johnny leans back on his elbows with his eyes clasped shut. Spitting on the tip, you wrap your mouth around it and sink lower until it touches the back of your throat. 

“You dirty bitch.” Johnny growls as you begin to bob up and down. Tears spilling from your eyes, smudging whatever makeup you have left on.  His hand grips your hair tightly as he tries to gain control, obscenities tumble from his lips as he can feel his climax building, “Jesus Christ.” He moans loudly, wishing he could lift his hips to fuck your throat. 

Spit drips down his cock and balls as you wrap your hand around his cock again, pumping and sucking as you go. “Are you gonna cum for me baby?” You tease, pulling yourself off the tip of his cock with a pop. He can’t say anything, not a single word comes out of his mouth just long and struggling moans. 

Wrapping your mouth around his cock again, you continue to suck relentlessly. Johnnys hips tremble under your arm as you can feel his cock start to twitch, you feel him twitch inside of your mouth until he spills inside of you. Warm cum trickles down your throat as you swallow every drop, wiping your mouth as you pull yourself off your boyfriend. 

“Wow.” Is all Johnny can get out, laying back onto your bed as he tries to catch his breath. You go to stand up and get ready for bed but Johnnys hand reaches out for you, stopping you in your tracks. “Get into bed, I’ll take care of you.” Johnny grumbles seductively. 

You crawl into bed and lay back into the pillows, watching as your boyfriend pulls his shirt and sweater off. His eyes are darker than usual clouded over with lust, Johnny crawls up the bed like you are his last meal on death row, in desperate need of a taste. 

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Johnnys fingers hook into your panties, dragging them down to reveal your glistening cunt. “All this for me?” He questions, his eyes looking up at you. Littering kisses and hickeys along the inside of your thighs, Johnny licks a stripe up your wet cunt. “PJ.” You moan softly, his stubble scratching against your soft skin. 

“Do you like this baby?” Johnny questions as he takes your clit into his mouth, sucking it harshly. His large tongue laps at your folds, diving deeper as it slips into your hole, fucking you with it. “Oh fuck- PJ- Please-.” You moan loudly, tightly grabbing at your boyfriend’s grey hair. 

Sucking at this thumb, Johnny presses it to your clit, pushing down on it tightly. Torturing it as he continues to tongue fuck you, his big brown eyes glance up as you unfold on his tongue, your grip tightening in his hair as your own orgasm gets closer. 

Johnny lines himself up, sucking and spitting on a finger before inserting it inside you. He starts off slow. Painfully slow. All the way up to the knuckle and then pulling it out all the way, the pleasure is sending waves throughout your body but you find yourself begging for more. 

“PJ.” You whimper pathetically as he stares at you, sucking two of his fingers and rubbing your wetness around. “Tell me what you want baby?” He teases, inches his fingers lower and not moving them. “PJ Please- I need you inside of me.” Without warning, he slides both fingers in. Curling them at your g-spot. 

As the speed increases, you feel your legs start to tremble. Pressure building inside of you like a balloon. The sound of your wet cunt squelches as your boyfriend fingers you at a violent pace, constantly smashing into your g-spot until you cum onto his fingers. “Oh fuck- PJ.” You groan as your legs go into spasm. 

“You taste fucking perfect.” Johnny peers at you from the end of the bed, licking his fingers like a melted ice cream. His large frame slides up the bed until he’s over you completely, arms either side of your head as he leans in. Passion and possession burns on his tongue as it fights for dominance in your mouth. You wanted him just as badly as he wants you. 

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Using his knee, he spreads your legs open wider, his hand drags the tip of his cock across your soaked cunt. Making you both let out a sound of deep pleasure, he glances up quickly at you asking for permission, with a quick nod his long cock slides into you. “Fucking hell, Y/N! You’re so fucking tight.” Johnny grunts into your ear as he fucks into you slowly. 

Johnny has always been a generous man, he believes that the best way for maximum pleasure is multiple orgasms. Only pussies and people who are inexperienced stop at one. Occasionally Johnny is only after helping himself, when he’s in the mood to punish you. But he loved watching you cum, the way your eyes roll back into your head, how your legs tremble violently and the way you scream his name. That’s the best part in his opinion. 

Kissing and nipping at your neck until his thrusts start to get faster and faster. Slamming his hips into yours at a tantalising pace. His hands grab your wrists and holds them above your head, lowering himself down to talk dirty in your ear. “I love the way your tight little pussy feels around my big cock.” Johnny groans, sucking and kissing on your neck. 

“I want to spend everyday filling you up with my cum.” He props himself up as his large hands grab your legs, holding them in the air allowing him to slide in deeper. You can see his cock protruding through your stomach, pushing at your cervix. “You feel so good PJ.” Your voice sounding raspy as you struggle to catch a breath. 

He spits on your cunt again, using his fingertips to swish it all around, applying ample amount of pressure to your clit. Sending you into overdrive. Johnny slips himself out and flips you over like a rag doll, “I want to hear my balls slap against your wet little cunt.” He groans in your ear.

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Collecting spit in his mouth, he globs some on the tip of his cock before sliding in again, much deeper and much faster. “Do you like it, baby? The way my cock pounds into you?” Johnny groans as his large hands grip your hips tightly, the sensation is enough to drive you crazy but with his balls slapping against your clit, you didn’t know how much longer you had left. 

“Fuck PJ.” You moan pornographically. Johnny loved the sound of you moaning his name, it was entirely possible that this alone was enough to make him cum on the spot. “That’s it baby.” He coos. “Milk my big cock with your tight cunt.” That was it, the knot in your stomach grew tighter and tighter, his balls adding the perfect amount of stimulation to your clit. 

“Are you going to cum for me baby?” Johnny groans, feeling his own orgasm building himself. Your walls get tighter as they clench around his long cock, squeezing it for dear life. “Fuck.” He groans from behind you, feeling the heat start to rise. “Oh fuck- PJ- I’m gonna cum.” You whine as the familiar sensation starts to build and build. 

His large hand reaches around your waist, rubbing at your clit frantically like a DJ with a turntable. “Oh fuck!” Your legs tremble as you start to loose your balance. “That’s it baby!” Johnny praises, his voice starting to sound increasingly more trembly and raspy. It’s so fucking hot. “You take my cock so fucking good.” 

Your walls tighten as you throw your head back, spilling yourself over his long cock. Loosing your balance, you collapse onto the bed but Johnny still clings on, desperately chasing his own orgasm. “Jesus Christ.” He moans loudly, still hanging out of the back of you. His hips come to a halt as he spills into you, his warm cum filling you up. 

Johnny collapse on top of you, slowly trying to catch his breath. “Are you okay back there?” You question, turning your head slightly and peering at your boyfriend. “I think that’s the best birthday present I’ve ever had.” Johnny chuckles as he slides out of you. He disappears out of the bedroom, completely naked and vanishing into the house. 

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With a two Gatorades in hand and some aspirin, he lays them on the side table. Collecting a damp wash cloth, Johnny rubs it across your body, cleaning the mess that he has made. “Thank you by the way.” He mutters pressing a kiss to your shoulder. “I know it shouldn’t bother me that people find you attractive, I don’t blame them at all. It just makes me feel old.” He chuckles awkwardly. 

You loved the passion and fire that comes with Johnny, the way that he can stir something up inside of you without even saying a word. But it’s the gentle side that made you fall in love with him. How he can fuck you senselessly and then treat you like a princess after. You turn your head to face him, gently placing your hand to the side of his face. 

“I love you PJ, I don’t want you any other way. Your grey hair truly does something to me and I don’t want you to change a thing.” You smile softly, pressing your lips to his. “I love you too.” He pecks at your lips. “And I promise you, I won’t be changing a thing.” Johnny’s arms wrapped your body as he pulls you into him tightly. 

𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐧𝐲'𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐣𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐲. 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐬 - 𝐄𝐦 ♥

GUYS GUYS GUYS GUYS

THE WAY I SCREAMED

he is so fine it actually hurts 😭

steve-o pls let me suck your dick omg