papercutchronicals part 2 will be out soon

It started in the studio like any other day. We had just finished with a new song for From Under The Cork Tree and Joe and Andy and Pete were there outside the sound booth as I was recording my voice over the guitar and drum and bass tracks, headphone pressed to my ears and microphone up to my lips. Pete had suggested I try something new with my voice this time and... well I don't want to lie, but I'd been having some pretty X-Rated thoughts all morning. I'd had wood that wouldn't go away and I didn't have time to wank it off so... here I am.

The guitar and drums and bass begin a steady intro, soft strumming but still a consistent tempo and sound.

That's when I come in and all I can think of is pretty boys because these lyrics are pretty scandalous as well. At least more so than Take This To Your Grave.

"We are pretty boys for secret girls
Who never stood a ch-ch-ch-ch-chance in the world
I'm not ready for sincerity, I'd tell any lie
To keep you listen-listen-listen-listening."

My voice comes out whiny and gravelly and overall horny and out of the corner of my eye, I see Joe clear his throats and shift uncomfortably through the glass.

Oh.

"I gave you pretentious, I gave you indifference,
But you only wanted undressed and defenseless." Oh my god am I really doing this?

"With all your cheap lies about hearts and accidents
Who are you kidding?"

"To listen, listen, listen, listen."

Chorus.

I hold my headphones impossibly closer to my ears and shut my eyes, mouth forming a solid 'O' and... what? No, I'm totally not thinking about sucking off Andy right now.

"Sincerity's in so don't you sound like you mean it
Hold back your breath, in a year no one will even care
It's in so don't you sound like you mean it
Hold back your breath in a year."

The last word comes out really groany and I swear I can see Pete pull down his shirt a little.

"Do-lu, do-lu, do-do-do-do
Do-lu, do-lu, do-do-do-do
Do-lu, do-lu, do-do-do-do."

"Everyone loves an underdog." Whiny and sexy and... yep there's Joe heading toward the bathroom.

Oh.

"That's why you're singing along,
With all your cheap words who are you kidding?" I say it in kind of a sassy manner and I swear I can see Andy shifting a little more, completely avoiding Pete's gaze with reddening cheeks.

"Oh," Yep that's a moan right there. This is becoming kind of fun because right there I look up at Pete with a playful look on my eyes and his brown eyes just go wide and he crosses his arms quickly.

"We're pretty boys for secret girls
Who are you kidding?"

I look to Andy who just purses his lips and looks away, blushing.

"Sincerity's in so don't you sound like you mean it,
Hold back your breath in a year no one will even care
If it's in, so don't you sound like you mean it
Hold back your breath in a year." More whines and groans and playful tones and Joe's back from the bathroom, his hair a little bit of a mess and his face redder than it was before.

"Do-lu, do-lu, do-do-do-do
Do-lu, do-lu, do-do-do-do
Do-lu, do-lu, do-do-do-do.
Do-lu, do-lu, do-do-do-do

"Do-lu, do-lu, do-do-do-do
Do-lu, do-lu, do-do-do-do
Do-lu, do-lu, do-do-do-do
Do-lu,do-lu, do-do-do-dooo..."

The last one goes off into another R rated sound.

And for the heck of it, I'm gonna make this part really bad. I bite my lip quickly and shut my eyes for this.

"When hook sets in and when this all ends, I wish it never began."

Inhale real sexy like.

"Oh, I will die without the attention
When hook sets in and when this all ends, I wish it never began.
Oh, I will die without the attention
Oh, I will die without the attention!

"Sincerity's in so don't you sound like you mean it,
Hold back your breath in a year no one will even care
If it's in, so don't you sound like you mean it
Hold back your breath in a yeaaaar."

I hold the last one out for a bit and stop my track as soon as it ends, opening my eyes again to see Pete with a bitten lip and a growing bulge in his skinny jeans, Joe with wide eyes and a dry throat, and Andy now sitting cross legged on the couch.

I set the headset on the stand and leave the studio, looking around at the three boys who all seem very uncomfortable and the air is stiff.

Here goes nothing.

"So do you want me against the wall or should we go back to my house or...?"

There's complete silence, Joe's eyes widen and Pete's jaw hangs open and Andy quickly puts his hand over his crotch as if to say something along the lines of, "Steady boy."

Pete looks to Andy and Andy looks to Pete and Joe looks to Pete and Pete looks to Joe and Joe looks to Andy and Andy looks to Joe and they all have bitten lips and dilated eyes and tight jeans (except maybe Joe, he's probably oversensitive as hell right now).

Me: *Starts up audio porn and cracks knuckles*

"Are you—do you..." Pete bites his lip, looking back around with an obvious blush on his face.

I purse my lips and nod, looking away in my own embarrassment.

"Jesus Christ," Joe grunts just before he walks forward and pins me to the nearest wall, his lips on mine and his hands making their way under my shirt.

I kiss right back, tugging on his hair and moaning into his lips as he unclasps my belt and throws it to the ground, grinding against me in hard, slow motions.

"Joe, shit," I whine.

"Shut the fuck up," he growls, glaring right at me as he pins my hands to the wall, "Just stand there and look pretty and let me do my goddamn thing, understand?"

I only moan out weakly, nodding in agreement because in all honesty, I wouldn't mind being a bottom for once.

Bang!

I open my eyes and look past Joe to see Andy pinning Pete to the couch with rough movements and Pete staring up wide-eyed.

Joe falls to his knees in front of me and wastes no time in tugging down my pants and licking my through my boxers. I moan, throwing my head back at the feeling as he continues to tease me through my boxers.

"J-Joe," I whisper, my voice cracking.

"Shh."

That's Pete, in my ear and soon enough his lips on mine while another pair goes to my neck. I weave my hand through Andy's hair but it's not long before Pete pins my hands over my head and kisses me harder, biting and sucking at my lips.

"Pete," I whimper when he pulls away, but his mouth only goes to my nipples and my hips jerk forward, down where Joe has me down his throat.

"I know, Baby Boy," Pete whispers, "Right here."

He licks around the bud, pinching it with his free hand occasionally and sucking it into his mouth before moving onto the other.

"Can we adjust?" I hear Andy ask from my side, "Or at least go somewhere else so nobody y'know... walks in on this?"

"My house," I breathe, shutting my eyes.

"My house."