Date: Thu, 13 Feb 2020 21:26:50 +0000 From: Joshua Freeman Subject: Thirteen Reasons Why Not 6 DISCLAIMER -- This is a story about actors from the TV series 13 Reasons Why. It's fictional. Unless it turns out this was true all along, in which case, I didn't know, I'm just a soothsayer of some kind. Please drop me an email at JJFreeman42@gmail.com if you have any feedback, suggestions for pairings you'd like to see, or just want to share your love of these guys or this series. Last, but not least, DONATE TO NIFTY, it's a great place to host all of our smut and stuff, and they deserve the support, so go do it. Do it now. Done it? Good. Then on with the story... *** Dylan met Brandon outside the Darkroom. "I got your message," said Dylan, "why are we here?" "I think Devin might be able to help us out." Dylan felt a sick feeling start to swirl around his stomach. "You mean you want to show him the photo? Tell him what's been going on?" "If we have to," smiled Brandon sympathetically, "come on." He opened the door before Dylan could shout `wait'. The darkroom set hadn't been used in a while, but Devin Druid - who played Tyler Down in their show - often played around inside. He'd developed a decent understanding of cameras and photography as a result of his research and experience in the red-tinted darkness. "He's not here." Dylan stated. "Yeah, I can see that," Brandon shot back, "weird, I thought he might be..." The sound of footsteps came from outside so quickly they barely had time to react. The door swung open and the two of them stood awkwardly in the corner. Devin stepped inside. His phone was pressed to his ear and he didn't immediately notice the two boys as his eyes adjusted. "You said if I... Yeah, I know," muttered Devin, "last time I... Yeah... How many more do you need... with him? I don't know if I... oh shit." Devin stopped still. He'd spotted Dylan and Brandon. "Hi Dev." "Dylan and Brandon are here... no, that's not good... you want me to...?" "Who are you talking to, Dev?" asked Brandon, approaching him. "I..." Dev looked nervously at them both and stuttered, "erm, okay. Yeah, I'll do it." Devin hung up. He put the phone in his pocket and then looked at Brandon and Dylan with purpose. "Hot in here, isn't it?" Brandon looked at Dylan with a puzzled look on his face. "Are you okay, Dev?" "Yeah, just warm." Devin removed his jacket and wiped a hand over his forehead. His arm was trembling and his voice cracked a little. "You sure?" "Yeah, I'm just... fuck." He swore loudly, "fuck I'm so horny, aren't you guys?" Dylan stepped forward and tried to say something but it came out as a sigh. "Filming just leaves no time for jerking off or... well anything. Got time now though, don't we?" Brandon licked his lips--they'd become dry. "I like it when people watch," Devin stated, not entirely convincingly, "would you watch me?" "I..." Dylan mumbled, "do you actually want that?" Devin nodded his head enthusiastically. Then, he started to strip. He took off his t-shirt, then his jeans. He removed his underwear quickly and was already semi-hard. He grabbed his cock and began jerking it clumsily. "Do you like it, Justin?" Devin moaned. If Brandon had been concerned before, he'd forgotten his concern now. The use of his on-screen name had erased it. "I do, Tyler." "What about you, Clay?" "Fuck yeah," Dylan breathed. "You can jerk off too... if you like." Devin muttered. He ran his hand through his curly auburn hair and bit his lip as he settled into his rhythm. Brandon was the first to unbutton his jeans and pull out his cock. Dylan was seconds behind him. "Your cocks look tasty." Devin breathed, "can I taste them?" Brandon smiled. His grin made him look more like his character than he ever had. He pulled Dylan towards him so the two were standing side by side. "C'mon Clay, let's try something new. That's what brothers do, right?" Dylan drew in breath. "Brothers?" "Yeah," Brandon pulled Dylan's face towards his own and stuck his tongue into his mouth. They kissed passionately while Devin fell to his knees. He never stopped jerking his cock, the wet sound of his meat leaking precum filled the quiet room, complementing the wet kissing of the two boys above him. Dylan moaned as Devin's wet mouth engulfed his cock. His hand found the back of Devin's head, and started to push it towards his tensed groin. Devin choked on Dylan's cock, gagging loudly. Brandon began kissing Dylan's neck, and tore off his t-shirt so he could run his hand along his tight chest and abs. Then, he reached into the pocket of his letterman jacket and pulled out a pink vibrating butt plug. Devin grabbed Brandon's cock and stuffed it into his mouth while grasping Dylan's cock tight and jerking it slowly. Brandon sucked his pink toy and bit Dylan's ear. "Open up," he whispered, and chuckled. He reached down behind Dylan and slid the toy slowly into his hole. "Oh fuck," Dylan muttered as it entered him. This wasn't the first time he'd had this toy in his ass and he was used to it now. Then it started to vibrate. "Oh fuck," he cried, "Justin." On hearing his character's name, Brandon grabbed Dylan and pulled him towards him once more. They began kissing more roughly and passionately than before, often missing one another's mouths. Their faces were growing increasingly damp as Devin groaned in pleasure beneath them. He took both of their cocks in his mouth at once. The two boys began to thrust into his hot, wet hole. "You're surprisingly good at this, Tyler." Laughed Brandon. "I've been practising," Devin gasped, taking both cocks out of his mouth, "I'm close... Clay, Justin, cum on me... please." The two boys didn't take any persuading. They began to jerk off furiously. Dylan came first. His first shot landed across Devin's face. The second in his hair. The final shot ran down his chest. Devin came as Brandon did. His cum spattered the boys' legs and feet. Brandon grabbed Devin's head and shoved his cock into his mouth as he screamed with ecstasy. Devin slumped to the floor, exhausted. "I'm sorry, guys." "What for?" asked Dylan, "that was awesome." "For that," he muttered, pointing at a small flashing camera in the corner of the room. *** If you guys enjoyed this, drop me an email at JJFreeman42@gmail.com with feedback and/or suggestions of what/who you'd like to see in the next chapter. Finally, if you liked this story and you also like Twenty One Pilots... I've written a story about them! Check it out here: https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/twenty-one-pilots Thanks for reading.