#fucking Jummy
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Jacob please fuck me
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this video sent me into cardiac arrest
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Author’s Note: I have nothing to say for myself. The Jummy has been making me feral for the last few days and I had to cleanse myself somehow… so I figured writing smut was the best method for that. (It makes sense to me, don’t worry about it) It starts out a little angsty with Jake being insecure, but don’t worry bc it heats up VERY quickly. As always, sorry for any typos. Also this is probably my most favorite thing that I've ever written so I hope you guys enjoy.
Content Warnings: Fem!reader, body insecurity, body worship, a little bit of cockwarming if you squint, unprotected sex, p in v sex, 18+ MINORS DNI
Word Count: 3593
Preview:
“You’re fucking solid, Jake. Powerful. You fuck me so hard. You think someone built like him could fuck me the way you do?” You shake your head. “Wouldn’t even come close. No one can fuck me the way I need it besides you.”
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Admittedly, it had taken you a little while to realize that something was off with Jake – far longer than it should have, given how long the two of you have been together. But, in your defense, Jake Kiszka is a master at hiding when something is wrong.
The first warning sign had been a few weeks ago when Jake had declined going out to his favorite steak restaurant, claiming that he was too tired and that he’d had a late lunch anyway so he wasn’t super hungry. You’d been doubtful, but the two of you stayed in for the night and Jake had distracted you beyond the point of awareness of anything other than his tongue and fingers. He'd fucked you slow and deep that night and needless to say, you’d quickly forgotten about it.
The second came during a dinner with him and his brothers. You, Jake, Sam, Josh, and Josh’s partner had gone out to a local Thai place that all of you loved. You all frequented it regularly and got the exact same dishes every time – which is why you had been confused when Jake ordered something else. You’d looked at him in shock, as did everyone else at the table, but he’d simply shrugged and said that he wanted to try something new. When the food had arrived, you couldn’t help but notice that the dish was much smaller than the one he usually got, but he seemed to enjoy it so you didn’t say anything. Again, you’d allowed yourself to forget about it.
The third warning (and arguably the most obvious one) happened just two weeks later on an impromptu lake house trip that you all went on. Deciding to enjoy the last bit of time that they had until tours started again, Danny had suggested that you all spend the weekend swimming and hiking at the lake, just like you all used to do when you were younger. It had been a wonderful weekend, and you almost didn’t notice that anything was wrong… almost.
The first day there had been spent hiking and goofing around inside, but your second day was always reserved for swimming. That morning, as you were changing into your swimsuit, you watched as Jake pulled on his swim trunks; nothing out of the ordinary. But what was strange was that he then put on a swim shirt, hiding his gorgeous torso from view.
“Why are you putting that on?” You asked, grabbing your towel from where you’d hung it on the bedroom door.
“I don’t want to get sunburned.” He said, perching his signature sunglasses on his nose.
You opened your mouth to tell him that he’s never cared about getting burned before (much to your annoyance and worry) but he swiftly left the room. You trailed behind him, staring at his shoulders through the swim shirt and worrying your bottom lip between your teeth. You couldn’t tell if he was actually being weird or if you were just overthinking.
The rest of the trip had gone completely normal, with the boys acting like literal children in the water while you relaxed and sunbathed – occasionally joining them in the lake to participate in their craziness. But no matter how hard you tried to convince yourself you were overthinking, you couldn’t help but worry as you watched Jake in that stupid swim shirt.
The entire drive home you’d wanted so desperately to bring it up to him, but you weren’t even sure what you were bringing up. Distantly, all those other little warning signs tinkled like little bells in the back of your mind, but you didn’t pay them any mind. Jake was acting completely normal. So what he was too tired to go to dinner one night? And why was it such a big deal that he wanted to try a different dish at a Thai restaurant? And maybe he really did just want to avoid getting sunburnt. And sure, you and him hadn't been intimate since that night he declined going out... but a few weeks wasn't really all that long in the grand scheme of things. Besides, even though it was between tours, Jake was still almost constantly busy with something – photoshoots, interviews, spending time in the studio. He was tired from work (and so were you). Nothing to be worried about. You shook your head at yourself, willing the little ball of anxiety in your gut to go away.
And it did. Until just two nights later, when Jake asked you to turn the light off before he fucked you.
“What? Why?” He was looking down at you, palms planted on either side of you and his weight settled on the bed between your thighs. He had on nothing but a plain t-shirt and his boxers.
“No reason.” He said, reaching over to turn the bedside lamp off, plunging the room into darkness. He sunk his weight back on his heels to pull his shirt over his head before diving back down to attach his mouth to your breasts, suckling and biting at the sensitive buds. His distraction almost worked.
“Jake, no.” You said, sitting up to stare at him. “Why do you suddenly want to turn the light off while we fuck?”
“More romantic?” His words came out as a question, but he didn’t give you time to respond as he leant back down, intent on carrying on without explanation.
“More romantic for me to not be able to see you?” He didn’t answer, instead beginning to place hot kisses down your throat, teasing the spot that he knew you loved. But you weren’t backing down. Not this time.
“Jake, stop. Just stop.”
He sat back up and you stared at him, trying to read his face in the dark.
“You and I both know you’ve been acting weird. I’m not doing anything with you tonight until you tell me what the fuck has been going on with you.” You told him, your tone leaving no space for debate.
“How have I been weird?” He asked, his voice far too cool and smooth for it to be genuine.
“For one, you didn’t want to go to the steakhouse the other night. You know, the one you never say no to?”
“Y/n, I was tired. And full from lunch. How is that weird?”
“You got something different when we went and got Thai with the guys!” You said, voice raising in volume as he kept staring at you like you were crazy.
“Okay…” He said slowly, like he was speaking to a child. “And is that a crime? Am I not allowed to order something different?”
“No. But you love that Thai dish that you always get!” Your hands flew about madly as you spoke, all the worry that you had pushed down finally coming to the surface. “And the swim shirt, Jake. You’ve never cared about getting burnt. Like ever. Why did you start caring now? And now you want to turn the light off while we fuck!” You were yelling now but you didn’t care. You were tired of ignoring that something was wrong. You didn’t know what it was – the dots not connecting between all these events yet. But you knew in your heart that something was wrong.
“Please, Jake. We haven't slept together in weeks... which isn't like us at all! Just tell me what’s wrong so I don’t have to start making assumptions!” You had the inkling of one already, and you were praying that it was wrong.
He stayed silent for a long moment, and the tension in the room was so thick you could probably cut it with a knife. Finally, his shoulders fell and he dropped his head. His hair fell on either side of his cheeks, framing his pretty face.
“I’ve just… put on a few extra pounds recently. That’s all. It’s no big deal.”
You stared, mouth falling open as the horrible assumption that had been plaguing your mind since the lake was confirmed.
“So?” You asked, genuinely at a loss over him making this such a big deal.
“So, I need to lose them. And maybe a few more.” You hated how sure he sounded as he said the words, like he’d already given this so much thought –and he clearly has. “I should've done it years ago to be honest."
“Jake, I-” You stopped, overwhelmed and at a loss for what to say. You wanted to grab him by the shoulders and shake him; scream in his face how wrong he was for feeling so low about his body.
“You don’t have to say anything. It’s the truth. I’ve let it get too far and I have to slim down before tour starts.”
“Why?” The question is all your brain can come up with. You want to slap yourself for that being what your brain decided to spew at him first. He sighed deeply and hung his head.
“Because, y/n. The outfits they make for me are always open chested – and people have already made comments about my weight in the past. So I want to slim down before we start again.”
“Jake, those people have no right to make comments about your appearance. You’ve said that yourself in the past. Why do you suddenly care now?”
“Because they’re right about this. I don’t understand why you don’t get it!”
For a split second, his raised voice hurts you, slicing through you as he snaps at you. But you know that it’s coming from his own hurt – the hurt that he’s been keeping to himself.
“Jake,” you say quietly, “I’m confused because I think you’re the sexiest person on the planet. I love the way you look. I don’t care if you feel like you’ve put on some weight. You’re still just as sexy as you were before.” You pause, sliding up in bed so you can see him more clearly in the dark. “If I’m being totally honest, I think you’re even hotter now.”
His eyes widen at your confession and even in the dark you can see the blush that overtakes his face.
“You do?”
“Fuck yeah, I do. C’mere.” You beckon him to come and lay against the headboard. He complies, crawling his way up next to you and laying back. You toss one leg over his waist and settle on top of him, straddling him as you place your palms on his chest.
“Do you know what I mean when I say ‘I love you?’” You ask him quietly.
He nods his head.
“I don’t think you do.” You lean your head down to press your lips softly to his for a moment before pulling away. “It means that I love all of you. Ever fucking thing about you – on the inside and on the outside.”
“But it’s embarrassing.” He whispers, eyes pinned on yours. “I don’t like being the heavier twin.”
The phrase sounds foreign on his tongue and you realize that it's because he's quoting something – no doubt a shitty comment from some asshole who claims to be a fan. You have half a mind to slap the shit out of him. His words fill you with so much anger you feel like you’re going to explode.
“Jacob, do not EVER compare yourself to Josh. Ever.”
“But-”
“But nothing.” You cut him off, pressing your pointer finger to his soft lips to silence him before cupping his cheek with your palm.
“If I wanted to be with Josh or someone built like Josh, I would be. But I don’t. I want you, Jake. As you are." You shake your head at him. "You're not fat, Jake. Like at all. You literally have nothing to be embarrassed about.”
He’s looking at you with shiny eyes and you wish your words would be enough to convince him. But he’s nothing if not hardheaded, so you know it’s going to take more than a few flowery words to get him to see the truth.
“I’m going to turn the light back on.” You say gently. “And I’m going to show you how much I love you. Okay?”
“Okay.” He whispers, and you can practically see it as his whole body tenses beneath you.
You reach up and turn the lamp back on, washing the room in golden light. Jake is still looking at you, his eyes wide and nervous. You give him a little smile as you settle back down on him. Forgoing anymore words, you press a feverish kiss to his neck, licking and sucking down the hollow of his throat. His breath stutters in his chest as you slide your ass downwards. His cock is soft after your conversation but you know you can get him back to where he was at the start of the night.
“I love your body, Jake. These pretty nipples.” You swirl your tongue around them, drawing a breathy moan from him.
You reach out your arms and find his hands, laying limply at his side. You lace your fingers with his and bring his left hand to your lips, kissing his calloused fingers. “I love your hands. I love how they look when you play guitar – fast and merciless and so fucking talented. And yet they’re still so gentle when they touch me.” You slide his index finger between your lips, swirling your tongue around the digit before releasing it. “And I love the way you make me cum on your fingers. You’re better at that than anyone I’ve ever been with before.”
“Really? Better than anyone?” He asks, the whispers of his usual cocky self shining through.
“Really.” You assure him, dropping his hands to focus your attention elsewhere. “Can I tell you a secret?” You ask him, looking up at his flushed face through your lashes.
“Yeah. Tell me.”
“Your stomach is probably my favorite part about you.” You say, delicately trailing your fingers down his sternum and over the curve of his belly.
He scoffs.
“You’re just saying that.”
You shake your head.
“I’m not. It’s the truth, Jake. I fucking love it. I love watching the sweat drip down it while you play on stage. It makes me so fucking wet, imagining licking it off you.” You bring your mouth downwards, biting at his soft sides as your hands knead into the flesh. You suck his skin between your teeth, creating a purple mark just to the left of his belly button. “Everything about you makes me wet, but your belly does it the most.”
As if in answer, your pussy throbs at the sight of the hickey you left there. You can see on his face that he still isn’t convinced so you slide off your panties and kick them to the side – leaving you in nothing but your tank top. You rise slightly off the bed and swipe a finger through your folds, collecting the wetness that’s pooled there.
“See?” You say, allowing him to see your juices drip from your fingers. Wordlessly, he grabs your wrist and pulls your hand to his mouth. He wraps his lips around your finger, swirling his tongue to lap up your wetness. He moans at the taste of you and you pull your hand free.
“Believe me yet?” You ask him with a sly smile.
“Getting there.” He gives you a cheeky grin and you can’t help the butterflies that erupt in your stomach at the sight.
You give his belly one last lick before moving downwards, avoiding where his half-hard cock lies in his boxers.
“And I fucking love your thighs.” You tell him, sliding your palms up and down them as you speak. “So thick and strong. Makes me so fucking horny.”
You trail kisses up the sensitive skin of his inner thigh, and the muscles twitch as you get closer to where he wants you.
“You’re fucking solid, Jake. Powerful. You fuck me so hard. You think someone built like Josh could fuck me the way you do?” You shake your head. “They couldn’t even come close. No one can fuck me the way I need it besides you.”
“Y/n… fuck.” His pupils are blown wide and his breathing is heavy. Even his chest is flush with his arousal. His cock is rock hard in his boxers now, tenting the fabric – straining them so much it looks like they might burst at the seams.
“And this,” you say, finally pressing your palm to his dick. “I don’t even have the words.” He groans at the pressure and his hips shift upwards off the bed in search for more. You give it to him, sliding his underwear down and off him. His cock springs free, slapping his stomach. You spit into your hand and wrap it around him, stroking him slowly. “You have such a pretty cock, Jake. It makes me feel so fucking good. Reaches places inside me no one else can.”
He groans loudly as you pump him, and you watch in awe as his eyes screw shut in pleasure. Your mouth waters and your cunt throbs at the sight and sound of him. Deciding that neither of you should have to wait for it tonight, you rip your tank top off quickly before sinking down on him, taking in his thick cock inch by inch. You moan and whimper as he stretches you, the familiar burn feeling so good.
“Oh fuck!” Jake groans, opening his eyes to look at you taking his cock. “You’re so fucking beautiful, y/n. Look at you.”
You still as you sink all the way down on him. He’s watching you with dark eyes and sweat is beginning to bead on his temples.
“Jake…” you whine, beginning to rock your hips into his.
“Shit, you’re so fuckin’ tight.” He growls, gripping your hips with his strong hands, kneading his fingers roughly into your flesh.
You rise off him almost completely, before plunging back down on him – causing the both of you to moan loudly. You set a brutal pace, slamming down on him as he thrusts his hips up to meet yours. You drop your gaze downward to stare as each thrust causes movement in his soft belly, and you wail in pleasure and shock as you cum so hard you see stars. It tears through you so quickly you aren’t expecting it at all, and your movements still as waves of pleasure wash over you. When you finally come back to the world of the living, you want to be embarrassed for falling apart like that – but you can’t with the way Jake is looking at you.
His jaw is open and his eyes are so dilated they look black. He looks like he wants to eat you alive. You both sit there, neither of you moving, as he looks at you like you’re the most amazing thing he’s ever seen.
“Fuckin' hell.” He says, voice husky and broken.
“Haven’t cum that easy since I was a fucking teenager.” You say, still a little embarrassed, despite his reaction.
“That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.” Jake confesses, flipping you over quickly so that he’s on top.
You know he saw where you were looking when you came – he’d been staring at your face the whole time. As embarrassing as that blatant display of lust had been, you can’t help but be thankful that he saw. There’s no way he can doubt your earlier words after seeing that.
“Fuck me, Jake. Fuck me hard.” You plead, hooking your legs around his waist and pulling him in closer to you. “Fuck me the way only you can.” The last part comes out as a whisper and his cock twitches as you say them. He plants his forearms on either side of you, caging you in with his body.
“I’ll fuck you every day until the day I die.” He says, before plunging into you again.
There’s no delay now as he snaps his hips into yours – the force of each thrust causing your whole body to move upwards. His powerful thighs drive into you with fucking monster truck force and the sound of his skin hitting yours is loud and obscene. You rake your nails down his back, undoubtedly drawing blood as he hits that special spot inside of you that only he can.
“Oh fuck, right fucking there. Jesus Christ!” You scream, digging your fingers into his sides and squeezing.
“You’re so fucking tight, y/n. I’m gonna fucking cum.” Sweat drips down his neck and chest and you take the opportunity to lean upwards and lick it off him, moaning at the salty taste of him.
“Dirty fucking girl. Jesus.”
His thrusts are growing sloppy and erratic and you can feel his cock twitching inside you. You clench around him and the sound that falls from between his lips is practically a whine.
“Do it, Jakey. Give it to me.”
And that’s all it takes for him to spill inside you.
“Fuck!” He growls, sinking his teeth into the skin of your shoulder as he cums. The sting brings you over the edge too, and you clench around him as you cum – milking him for all he’s got.
When the two of you finally resurface, Jake pulls out of you and collapses on the bed next to you. You turn on your side to see his hilariously fucked out expression. You giggle.
“What?” He asks, turning his head to face you, a sweet smile on his lips.
“Do you know what I mean now when I say I love you?”
His smile widens – his beautiful white teeth on display as he scoots closer to you.
“Yeah, I think so.”
He kisses you – deliberate and passionate.
"Jake," you say as he pulls away, "if you want to lose weight for you, then I don't care. But if you're only doing it because you feel like you have to..." You trail off, heart heavy at the thought that he had been feeling so down on himself without you realizing.
He smiles at you – the widest and most genuine one he's given you all night, and he slots his lips against yours in another kiss.
“Thank you.” He says as he pulls away from you. "But I think you've convinced me that I'm good with how I am right now." Seriousness overtakes his soft expression as he looks at you. "Thank you."
“It was literally my pleasure. I love getting to worship you.” You lean your head on his shoulder and he pulls the covers up over the two of you and turns off the lamp. “All of you.”
He chuckles, and the sound rumbles in his chest where you’re pressed against him.
“I love you too, y/n. All of you.”
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Mooties chill the fuck out he's just eating a Jummy dairy treat 😭😭😭🙏
Y'all are too horny
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i am very protective of jake and his tummy, and it makes me feel sad when people point out that he’s gained weight. (im really just protective of jake in general. don’t even get me started on the people making fun of his captions) but anyway back to the jummy… jake would be so bamboozled.. baffled even that you find his tummy sexy. he would call bullshit, claiming he hates his tummy, and hates that he’s gained weight. to prove your love for jakes tummy you make him lay down with his hands at his sides, and tell him absolutely no touching. and you proceed to show him just how wet his tummy makes you, straddling him and softly swirling your dripping cunt over his chest and tummy. he whimpers and cried out at the feeling of how warm wet and puffy you feel. his cock is strained against his pants, it’s not even out yet and you’re dripping, all over jake and his tummy. it’s the ultimate boost of confidence for him really.
I too am very protective over Jake's tummy. I wanna just lay him down and kiss his tummy, lick and suck hickies all over his tummy. He's so fucking pretty I want him to see those marks and remember just how beautiful he is.
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since it’s sexy sunday do u guys ever think about riding jake’s tummy or is it just me
The amount of things I want to do to the jummy are endless. I wanna kiss it, bite it, lick it, suck it, fuck it…
Respectfully, we need to join a Jake support group 🖤
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📸 the-jake-of-dreams
OK - so I happen to love the new hair, and I can't wait to see more pictures from every show they have in March. But --- ---- I was given this from just opening Pinterest and I can't help but think of the soft, pillowy feel that jummy. Just look at him. How gorgeous is he? He's this ☝☝☝ fucking gorgeous.
#Jake's jummy#jake gvf#jake kiszka#jake kiszka pinterest photos#I'm still living in that belly button so move on
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Fuck, fuck fuck
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Even though I completely fucked up the dough somehow (and also should have known that substituting butter, sugar and cinnamon for blueberry jam would make a mess), in the end it’s still just baked dough with jummy blueberry jam. It might not be what I set out to make, but will probably taste good regardless. There’s a life lesson in there somewhere
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i think you talking about jumslurs cursed me cus my internet straight up stopped working for 15 mins right after you replied. anyway i have more questions than answers. why jumslurs. why does it sound like jumpy slurs. what in the loving fuck is brain chemistry ruiners discord
junslurs is called that bc it was originally enstars, but then we themed everything in the server after jummy (derived from jimmy neutron) adn so it became jumstars . and then eventually it became jumslurs for some reason that i truly do not remember
also brain chemistry ruiners is my discord for my beloved mutuals !! ^_^ adn mutuals-in-law and such i dont mind
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Ruby, to Jade: I have Spotify, open right now on my computer. Do you want me to blast you? Do you want me to put you on blast? ‘Cause I’ve got your history right here in the sidebar.
Ruby: “Take It Back” by Jimmy Buffett, “Nautical Wheelers” by Jimmy Buffett, “Jolly Mon Sing” by Jimmy Buffett,
Ruby, getting increasingly agitated: “Steamer” by JimMY BUFFETT! “TREAT HER LIKE A LADY, BY JIMMY BUFFETT! “MANANA” BY JUMMY BUFFETT! “When Salome Plays The Drums” by James Buffett, “HAVANA Daydreaming” by Jimmy Buffett!
Ruby: What the FUCK happened to you?!
Jade: I had a case of the Mondays-
Ruby: Are you haunted? Are you FUCKING POSSESSED?! You used to be my BROTHER!
Jade: I had a case of the Mondays!
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WHAT THR FUCK WHY IS JUMMY FALLON ON SO LATE FOR ME WHY ARE THERE PEOPLE GETTING PBOTOS OF IT ALREAYD WTGXKDKDKS
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seeing the jummy out and about like that is fucking. me up.
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