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Allie	By : JaseraieCarter Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Fall Out Boy Views: 1329 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Fall Out Boy or any of the members. I don't own Fall Out Boy either. I didn't make any money off of writing this story.

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The party went on for several hours. Pete’s brother left around midnight. After that, people started leaving a few at a time. Many cabs were called. Many more friends and family members were called. No one who‘d been drinking was allowed to drive their car home.
By 1:30 a.m. it was just me, Pete, and Joe by ourselves again. We were sitting around the living room, finishing off the last of the beer.
“Yo, St… Stump. You need to open my present. I… I’ll go get it….” Joe stood up and stumbled to the present table and back.
“Open it. You’ll lo… love it!” He tossed the box at me.
I opened the gift the best I could. Pete laughed at my fumbling fingers while trying to open it.
I finally got it open and burst into giggles when I looked inside. Joe had given me a box of condoms and a small bag of weed. I took the weed out and threw it to him. “Have at it.”
Joe grinned. “I will. But I… I should probabably get home before I get even more fucked up. So hap… Happy Birthday Stump. I hope your other present comes in handy soon.” He winked and stumbled towards the door.
“How are you getting home, Trohman?” Pete called at him.
Joe turned and wiggled his cell at us. “I’ve got my own um… ‘birthday present‘ ” He made air quotes. “to use tonight.” He waved and walked out the door, tripping. He laughed and yelled “Have fun” at us.
Pete turned his head to me and smiled. “That was one kick ass party, don’t you think? How many did you have to drink?”
I shrugged. “I lost count at….” I tried counting on my fingers. “I dunno…. I just lost count.” I laughed. “But I feel amazing! Thanks Petey!”
Pete nodded and tousled my hair. I tried nuzzling into his hand but I ended up collapsing onto his shoulder. “Too many. That’s how many,” I said, nestling into his shoulder.
He nodded again. “Yea, probably. But that’s cool.” He leaned his cheek on top of my head. “That’s why you’re staying here.”
“You still owe me a present too.” I turned my head and looked up at him. “I can’t go anywhere until I get my present from you.”
His eyes flashed that devilish, playful twinkle. “Are you sure you want it?”
I felt a throbbing in my groin. That was a new reaction.
“Oh yea…. I want it!” I blurted out and started leaning in to Pete.
“Ok. It’s hidden upstairs. If you can find it, I’ll give it to ya!”
“Pete, you need to come with me. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I’m REALLY drunk. I’m trashed. I’m so fucking inebriated that I may fall up the stairs. So please, please go upstairs with me?” I made a pouty puppy face at him.
“Well, when you put it like that… How can I resist such a cute face?” Pete smiled. “Alright. Let’s go.”
Pete helped me to my feet and led me to the stairs. “I’ll be right behind you the whole way.”
I went up the stairs to the very top of the house to Pete’s room and started looking around. I got on my hands and knees and crawled around in a circle ‘til I reached Pete’s feet.
“You look so fucking adorable like that, Trick. Like a little, lost puppy.”
“Where’s my present Pete? I’ve looked every… *hiccup* everywhere.” I sat up on my knees and stared ahead of me. Pete’s cock was right in front of my face, hidden behind his pants. I licked my lips as images danced through my head, causing more throbbing in my groin.
“Well, you aren’t going to find it by staring at my pants. Besides, I never said it was in my room. I just said it was upstairs. There are 3 other bedrooms and a bathroom below mine that are still considered upstairs.”
I glared at Pete. “Why didn’t you fucking tell me that before I came up the fucking stairs to your room?
He shrugged and grinned.
“Before we go downstairs, give me a teensy weensy teeny tiny little hint. Please?” I pinched my fingers together up next to my face. “Otherwise I may never find it in my current shtate.”
Pete laughed. “Alright. Umm… It’s not in my parent’s bedroom… Or Hilary’s! She would kill me if she thought you were snooping around her room.”
I nodded and stood up. “So… the bathroom it is.”
I hobbled down to the 2^nd floor to the bathroom and searched everywhere. I plopped down next to the toilet. “Well shit…. Pete?!”
Pete appeared in the doorway. “There’s still one more room you haven’t checked, and if you crawl on your hands and knees it’ll be easier to find.”
“Oh yea! I forgot that Andrew left. Ok, I’ll go check in there.”
I crawled on my hands and knees down the hallway a few feet. Pete stayed a few steps behind me the whole way.
Once I made it into Andrew’s room, I spotted my present almost immediately. Pete had put it under Andrew’s bed. I crawled over as quickly as I could and grabbed it. Pete followed behind me and sat down on the bed, humming.
I sat down on the ground and started trying to unwrap the box.
“Hey Tricky, why don’t you come up here with me and I can help you with that. I’m not nearly as trashed as you are.”
I nodded then fumbled up onto the bed. I tried to unwrap the gift again, but I couldn’t get past the ribbon. I looked up at Pete to ask for help but he was staring into the hallway, singing something I couldn’t quite hear.
“Are you cold Trick? I think I’m gonna close the door. This has always been the warmest room in the house when the door’s shut.” He stood up and walked over to the door and shut it. His ass looked incredible. ‘Wow,’ I thought. ‘Alcohol makes me even worse. Oh well, not like it’ll happen anyway.’
Pete walked back to the bed and sat down, cross-legged, on the edge of the bed and leaned back onto his arms.
“Trick, I’ve gotta tell you something.” He looked over at me. “Since you’re trashed, there’s a good chance you won’t remember by tomorrow anyway.”
I dropped my gift and it fell to the floor. I hoped it wasn’t breakable, but it didn’t matter. Listening to Pete was more important.
“I can tell you anything, right Trick? No judgment?”
I nodded. “We’re b… buds. That’s what buds are for, right?”
“Yea, that’s what buds are for.” Pete sighed, his eyes dulled, and he looked up at the ceiling, and then continued. “Ok Tricky, here’s the thing: I’ve been spending a lot of time with this awesome person, and lately I’ve been… feeling things for them. You know, like urges to do things with ‘em, naughty fun things. The only problem is I’m not sure how they feel about me. Sometimes I swear I can see it in their eyes that they feel the same thing for me. Other times…. Well other times it feels like even the idea of being close to me repulses them. I almost kissed this person but they…. Well it just didn’t happen.” Pete turned his head towards me. “What do you think I should do? Should I take a shot at it or not?”
I looked at him, staring into his eyes. He was really torn up over this. I understood though. I was dealing with the same issue.
“Honestly Pete, if I were you, I’d go for it. Because… *hiccup* because I don’t know why anyone wouldn’t want to be with you…. ANYONE!”
Pete’s eyes lit up. “Are you sure Tricky? You’re absolutely positive?”
I nodded. “Absitively posolutely!”
“Ok, thanks Trick. If you say to go for it, I will.”
“No problem Pete,” I sighed out sadly. “That’s what I’m here for. Good lu…”
I was interrupted by Pete’s lips attacking mine. My eyes popped open. Pete and I were staring at each other, lips locked in place.
Pete finally pulled away and was a bright burgundy color. I started stuttering.
“I didn’t know how to tell you or ask you Trick. So I decided to load you up with liquor and gauge it that way. Then if I made an ass out of myself and totally repelled you, hopefully you wouldn’t remember by morning. Patrick, I like you… I REALLY like you, and all I’ve been able to think about for the last few days is getting you naked and fucking you ‘til you collapse!”
My eyes got wider. “But you like girls!”
Pete nodded slowly. “Usually, yes. But I have, on occasion, been attracted to guys. But never as much as I am to you. God, the first time I laid my eyes on you I swore I was gonna knock my fucking bass over with this thing. That’s why I acted a bit like an ass and didn’t move.”
Pete got up onto his knees and inched closer to me. He grabbed my hand and put it on the bulge that was sticking out of his pants. “Feel that? That’s what happens every time you’re around. Lately it happens whenever I even think about you. God Trick, I just wanna fuck you!”
Pete leaned down and kissed me again.
“Trick, if you don’t want this, just tell me. I won’t say or do another thing. We will pretend this never happened and we’ll go to bed…. Separately. But if you do…. God I hope you do!”
I was speechless, and my hand was still on the bulge in Pete’s pants. I could feel it moving.
“You don’t even have to say a word. Just…. Just nod if you want me too. That’s all it’ll take.” He took hold of my hand and rubbed it against the bulge while thrusting into it. “Then you can have this.”
I looked at Pete’s pants, then at his face. I couldn’t believe what was happening. I couldn’t feel my muscles. I’d lost control of my body.
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