(JD°TP) Caught

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               J-Dog x Tha Produca

God damn was this awkward to write haha

Jorel's pov

I was laying in my bunk, my mind racing with thoughts of a certain lead singer.

Most were dirty thoughts too.

I could feel my pants tightening and it was starting to get uncomfortable.

I peaked out of my bunk, checking to make sure no one was around.

I think I'm alone on the bus.

Good.

I undid my belt and pants, letting out a sigh of relief.

I slipped a hand into my boxers, wrapping it around my member.

I started pumping myself, letting out small moans.

I continued doing the same motions, speeding up every couple minutes.

My moans kept getting louder and damn was I thankful I was alone.

I could feel a knot growing in my stomach as I continued, biting my lip to hold back a loud moan.

I kept going with my movements, moaning over and over.

The entire time I couldn't help but think about dirty thoughts of my best friend and lead singer of my band.

Yes, I may or may not have a crush on him.

I knew I was close so I sped my movements up one last time.

I felt myself release all over my hand and chest, moaning out his name as I did so.

Just as I was slipping out of my shirt and buttoning my pants back up I heard someone speak.

" joorreeelll!!" The voice called out, approaching my bunk.

"umm....y-yes Aron? " I replied, my cheeks going a faint red.

" whatcha doin' in there?" Aron asked.

"...nothing...I'm doing nothing " I replied in a panicky tone.

" hmm....if you say so. Maybe next time I can help you with that nothing " he chuckled and walked away.

I could just hear the smirk in his voice.

Aron's pov

I had been sitting in the lounge with my ear buds in as I watched videos on my phone.

It was only Jorel and I on the bus since the others went out to do who knows what.

I was in the middle of a video when I started hearing noises.

I paused the video and took out an earbud, trying to see if I was just hearing things.

The noises started again.

They sounded like....moans?

I got up off the couch, making my wat towards the bunks.

As I approached I could've sworn I heard my name.

"Joorreeelll!!" I called out, walking into the bunk area.

"umm.....y-yeah Aron?... " Jorel replied from his bunk.

" whatcha doin' in there?" I asked, a faint smirk threatening to appear on my face.

" nothing....I'm doing nothing... " he said.

I didn't believe him though.

" hmm.....if you say so. Maybe next time I can help with with that nothing " I chuckled, smirking as I walked out of the bunks and back to my seat on the couch.

I wasn't really lying when I said that either.
















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