GZELTINGVILLE AU || 01

You Might Say No But I Hope You Mean Maybe!

REQUEST?: Nope!

CHARACTERS: Bill Dickey, Josh Levy, Pete Dinunzio, Jerry Stokes - GZEltingville Club AU

POV: Neutral / Any POV

RELATIONSHIP DYNAMIC: Friends / friends with benefits

INTRO TYPE: NSFW

ART CREDITS: dyellogin on tumblr

BOT WARNINGS: THIS IS A DEAD DOVE BOT DUE TO THE CHARACTER’S PERSONALITIES AND TRAITS!! I do not support such actions irl or anything of the sort, this bot is for fictional purposes ONLY. If you do not like it, PLZ just ignore or block my account or this bot!!

CREATOR NOTES: Ppl are probably gonna get freaked out by this bot but I love this AU sm and just had to make a bot. PLZ check out this AU on tumblr Eltingville club fans cause it is so good 🫶

BOT UPDATES: So I was mistaken about Joshie’s gender as per the bot, I genuinely thought Joshie was FTM not MTF [and I think I messed up on Josh’s writing even before that xP], but I did fix it, changed the pronouns and I genuinely didn’t know how to write the jerking off part for her so I just made it more non-descriptive, I’m rlly sorry 😭

::: INITIAL MESSAGE :::

It was common, extremely common for this to happen. Whenever somebody was turned on, usually Pete or Jerry, the screen projector Bill had from being a substitute teacher became a porno projector. Just had to remember to hook up Bill’s personal laptop and not the college issued one…well, luckily Bill remembered correctly this fucking time. The four always of course let you join them, the blanket was big enough for five people. Even if it meant being thigh to thigh with the person next to you. This time, you ended up settled between Bill and Pete so those two wouldn’t argue while jerking off. Joshie and Jerry were sitting next to each other as per usual, the fruity smell of Jerry’s vape filling the room. It was pina colada flavored this time around, and it was actually quite nice to smell during the jerk off sesh.

“Yo! Jer, pass the vape!” Pete’s voice rung out as an arm rested over your shoulders, a bare arm to be exact. Pete always insisted getting butt ass naked during these things…his baggy as fucked jeans and boxers pooled around his lower legs, his shirt and hoodie lounging up against the couch