i am begging for a three way smut fic with fem!reader with johnny and bam <3 make it about whatever you want! i just want somethin of those 2 together

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Johnny Knoxville x Bam Margera x fem!reader Nsfw

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Front and Back.

There you stood in your blue and yellow striped socks. Little white stars littered across them. Fuzzy pj’s and just a tank top. You scratched your head staring at your door handle. Your friend had just landed you an insane opportunity. Inside your pocket, your fate was held on your tiny flip phone.

“Dude! Go fucking hook up with Margera. You guys are staying at the same hotel!” Reading the text you just shook your head. You had been staying in the hotel just traveling for fun. You were in the bum fuck of Vegas in a random hotel. What were the odds? And what were the odds one of the stars of Jackass would hook up with you?

You really didn’t want to pass off a potential opportunity. Your friend had an insanely weird way of finding famous people, and Bam was one of the many you strongly adored. You had already assumed it would be an easy snag from stories you’ve heard. You wouldn’t mind a solid one-night stand. Come out of it with a cool story at the end? You rolled your eyes at yourself. Don’t get your hopes up. You didn’t even slip shoes on. You didn’t count on anything.

You turned the door handle taking one big breath. Stepping your feet onto the cold cement. Looking past the black guard rail, you saw the distant city lights. You pulled your phone back out. Checking the exact room number. Four hundred seven. You were four hundred-four. Huh. How close.

Though walking to the room felt like a damn eternity. You found yourself standing in front of the grey door. The curtains to the room tightly shut. You knocked. Shouldn’t have, but you did. What were you supposed to say? “Oh yeah. My friend found your hotel room. We should fuck!” Anxiety overtook your body just standing there. Not even noticing who had just opened the door.

Holy shit. It wasn’t Bam Margera. But Johnny Knoxville. Standing with a can of Budweiser in his hand. He looked incredibly unentertained by your presence. Checking you up and down. “Can I help you?” He said peering down at you. You couldn’t form words it felt like. Puking on THE Johnny Knoxville’s feet would totally blow everything.

“Yeah, I- I like. I-” You tripped over your words, profusely sweating. Johnny just stood. Holding back a stifled laugh. You can see Bam peering his head from the bed, trying to get a decent look at your face. You took a breath and softly exhaled. “I saw you were around- Well. Bam was around. And decided I’d knock on a random door. Thought at least. Maybe I’ll score a random smoke if it isn’t them. Guess I just got lucky.” You said scratching your head again out of anxiety.

“Mmmhm.” Knoxville hummed. “Maybe you came to the right door doll. Bam could spare you a smoke?” He said poking his head back into the room to ask him. He nodded his head. Holy shit. Maybe this would actually work. Besides the fact that you showed up in your pj’s. Bam got off his still neatly made bed and walked up to the door frame. Smiling he looked back up to Johnny.

“Go ahead and let her in Johnny. She can score more than a cigarette in here if she wants. Are you a fan? He said grabbing the pack of cigarettes off the vanity dresser. “Uh.. Yeah. I’m a pretty big fan of you both.” You said watching him light the cigarette up. Glancing at the “No Smoking” sign neatly placed on the wooden table. He took a puff and handed it off to you. You took a drag and hung it in your fingers. The three of you just stood in the doorway. Almost in silence. “Well. Would you like to stay awhile? I mean. You’ve got two pretty… hungry men in here.” Johnny said shutting the door behind him.

“Hungry?” You questioned him. He smiled in response. You knew exactly what he meant, and you knew exactly what you had put yourself into. Immediately from nervous to unbelievably aroused. “PJ cut to the chase. Listen. We’re both really damn horny, and you’re one reaaal fine looking lady. If you’re down for anything, we’re too.” He said waiting to take his cigarette back.

You smiled wide handing his cigarette back. “Whatever you boys want to do with me.” You said, shifting the weight in your legs. You felt like a piece of veal thrown to a pack of wolves at that moment. “Fuck.. Whatever we want?” Johnny responded with unbridled excitement. Taking a quick sip of his beer.

Being fucked by two Jackass guys wasn’t exactly on your bucket list, but here you were. That’s how you wish.. It would’ve gone. Though. Not all. You hadn’t even knocked on the door yet. Just standing there a bit creepily. The door swinging open you jumped back. Bam Margera ran out of the room gagging.

He hacked up whatever was in his mouth over the railing, and you stared a bit confused. A hardy laugh coming from the room. Recognizable as ever. You perched your head slightly to look into the room. Johnny and a half-naked girl sat next to him on the bed. Smiling she was sliding her shirt back on.

He gave her a gentle pat on the back and a kiss on the cheek. She grabbed her shoes and gave you a nod as she left the room. Were they already busy? You just stood awkwardly against the railing. Waiting for some kind of acknowledgment. After Bam was done spitting, he shook his head, fixing his hair.

Shooting you a glance, then a full turn. “Hey.” He said brushing off his shirt. “Hey.. I’m like. A really big fan.” You said with a lump in your throat. He smiled wide, immediately turning his head to meet Johnny’s immediate stoked look. “Want to come in?” Bam said pointing his arms in the direction of the room. “Oh- Uh- Yeah. I’d love to.” You smiled.

You couldn’t believe it was actually happening. Taking a seat in the large chair pulled away from the table. Bam came back into the room, glaring at Johnny. “That wasn’t fucking funny asshole.” He said turning towards you, taking a seat next to you. “You’re right. It was hilarious.” He said snickering.

You gave a confused look, having the guts to question what was so funny? “What happened?” You had said figuring it would be some normal disgusting antics they usually got themselves into. Before Bam could get a word in, Johnny piped into the conversation. “Bam and I had a challenge going on how many women we could sleep with. He got unlucky with that last one, and she spit his load right back into his mouth.” Johnny said with a goofy smile. Bam shot Johnny a look, like had just fumbled their plans with you.

You gave a nervous laugh. “That’s awful.” You said shifting in the chair. “So uh.. This challenge you guys got going on. Would I be- you know? Able to be a part of it?” You said a little nervous. The room was silent for a moment. Johnny shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t knowww. How about you come over here and show me that you want to be a part of it.” He said patting his leg.

Your heart dropped through your pants. If your friend was here with you right now she would be cheering you on. You got up with wobbly legs and a peaking smile. You stopped between Johnny’s spread legs and leaned down for a small kiss. Not wanting to intrude his space if he wasn’t interested in you. Though through the first kiss, Johnny Immediately wrapped his arms around your waist, standing up from the bed. He towered over you, leaning down to fully ensnare you with his kiss.

You complied with his movements, sliding your tongue with his. Guiding your hands around his body. This could possibly be the most exciting moment of your life. His cold hands slipped under your tank top, rubbing his hands into your hips. He felt around your body. His mouth tasted of stale beer, but something you really didn’t even mind.

He broke free from the kiss, staring down at you. He smiled, going in for another small kiss. Bam whined from the corner. “That’s not fair Knox. You need to learn to share.” He whined standing from his chair. He whispered into your ear. “Do I reaaalllly have to share you? I’d love to keep you.” He snickered pulling away from your ear. You smiled wide. Johnny sat back down on the bed, though you stood still. Waiting for Bam to make his way towards you.

Your face was unbelievably red. You could believe this was happening. You took the initiative as Bam strolled over. Pulling your tank top off. Both him and Johnny flicking their eyes to your uncovered breasts. Swollen nipples waiting patiently for someone to grab onto them. Once he broke the distance between you two, he laid you flat on the bed. Getting between your legs and immediately grasping onto your breasts.

His cold hands pressing and kneading into you. You watched his face with intent, Johnny next to you grasping at his pants. Letting go of your right breast he leaned down and sucked your tender nipple. Rolling his tongue around it, continuing to play with your left breast.

You pressed your head into the sheets, staring at the ceiling in bliss. As he switched breasts you reached down to push your hand into your pants. Begging for some kind of pleasure. He grabbed your wrist holding it to your side as he popped off your swollen nipple.

“I’ll let you pick beautiful. Do you want my cock in your sweet mouth or your tight pussy? You sat up, supporting yourself with your elbows. “Mmmmm..” You pretended to think. “I’ll take it in my pussy Bam.” You said rubbing your legs together.

“Good answer.” He said with a telling smile. “Knoxville you get her mouth. Be appreciative” He said ushering you fully onto the bed. “She probably likes me better than you anyways Bam, don’t get too cocky.” He said sliding himself off the bed.

He wasn’t really wrong, but you liked them both. You moved your way onto the bed, still wearing your fuzzy pajama pants. You shuffled them off with your feet, leaving your silly colored socks on. Now you were almost entirely naked. You never wore underwear to bed, so now you were lain out in the bed. Feeling like a centerpiece at a beautiful dinner table.

You inched on your hands and knee’s to the front of the bed. Where Johnny stood stripping his clothes. Unbuckling his belt as quickly as possible. Shoving his pants down to his ankles. Throwing his shirt onto the floor. Taking his length into his hand and giving it a few strokes. Eyeing his hairy stomach leading to his shaft.

Behind you listened a little nervous. Hearing bam undress behind you. Grabbing the lube off the end table he climbed into bed ready. You adjusted yourself a little more spread. Making sure you could reach both men.

You inched slightly closer, Johnny caressing your chin as you moved his way. Once you were lined up Johnny’s tip you gave it a swift lick. Tasting whatever dribble of precum had leaked out. From behind Bam grabbed onto your hip, his opposite hand to line up with your hole. Pausing to smack his cock against you. Squeezing some lube onto himself and lathering some into you.

With no warning, he pressed deep into you, an extreme burn as he entered. He continued to push inside until he was fully inside. Pressing his face against your back. He rocked himself in and out at a surprisingly gentle pace. Though Johnny wasn’t as forgiving. His hand bunched into your hair, dragging your mouth slowly on and off his dick. Moving you at his own pace.

You were under the control of two men at once and it was incredibly overwhelming. The pleasure burning through your body could almost make you shake. You rocked your hips with bams while trying to control how much you took from Johnny. Bam picking up pace was slamming into you now. Gripping at your hips.

Johnny was enjoying you more than you expected, smiling and mimicking your face as Bam slammed deep into you. “You like that you little fucking slut? Two dicks at once?” Johnny said as he picked up his pace on you. Pumping himself in and out of your mouth. Bam began to whine and whimper as he rocked into you. Hitting a spot that entirely untangled your core.

You began to scream on Johnny’s cock, and he took this as an advantage to full-slam your mouth. “Oh fuuuck. You’re going to swallow so much of my cum.” Johnny giggled. Being skull fucked from the front, and railed from the back. You couldn’t handle it much longer. Johnny’s cum shooting down the back of your throat his cock buried inside of your mouth. Tightening the already extreme grip he had on your hair. Bam squeezed his ounces of cum into you, making sure every last bit was as deep as he could get it. Pulling out of you and resting himself on your back. Johnny removed himself from your mouth rubbing your scalp. You were exhausted. Nearing collapsing with Bam’s weight still on top of you.

Bam let off of you, and you finally just laid flat on your stomach. Still trying to clear your throat of his load. Johnny pulled his pants back up, and Bam went to the bathroom. You huffed looking up. “I think that’s the best nut I’ve had in a very very long while. But hey? I never caught your name?”

You shrugged. “I think I’ll keep it that way.” You said with a shy smile. Wait until your friend hears about this. It’s going to be a wild story.

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quick Johnny w/ crayola markers

nurse stephanie <3

steveo x gn!fem!reader

as the victim of a prank, steveo asks you for some help with the repercussions.

warning: smut (obvi), harsh language, uhh drugging

"hi, i'm johnny knoxville, and this is the viagra prank,"

the pill drops into the cup of vinegar like an alka-seltzer, dissolving into nothing.

"drop another one in!" bam shouts, johnny snickers and complies.

"this is steveo, he's about to chug this cup of vinegar." johnny grins, handing the cup off to steveo who immediately begins to down the foul-tasting liquid.

he finishes, burps, and looks at johnny suspiciously. "bro, that didn't taste like normal vinegar, what the fuck."

"what do you think we did? spike the fucking shit?" johnny laughs loudly, steveo joining in, deciding to give them the benefit of the doubt, for once. however, the easiness of the stunt was still very odd.

stunts pass quickly, time passes even quicker, and steveo is growing increasingly more uncomfortable. he's hot, sticky with sweat, extremely agitated, and his entire body is covered in a bright flush. he felt so light-headed, he wobbled just standing upright.

"you okay, o?" johnny places his hand on the small of steveos back, and steveo feels his cock twitch viciously.

steveo glares, "okay, this isn't funny, what did you put in that shit?"

johnny laughs, "viagra, two."

"what the fuck!" steveo snaps, flinching away from his friend's hand searing into his skin.

"i'm going home." his cock is throbbing, and aching, his head is so fogged he has an urge to just get off then and there. giving in, he slips his hand under the waistband of his boxers, hearing muffled, distant shouts from all around.

"steve, buddy," he feels the breath of a voice right in front of him, opening his eyes there's just johnny. "go back to your room, man, come on," leading him away from the crowd.

he storms off back to his hotel, doing his best to hide his prominent erection, clearly visible through his poor khaki shorts.

"sorry, o." johnny says softly, gently touching at his arm as he leads him into the elevator.

steveo doesn't respond, his only thought is to get to you. you'll help, you'll know what he should do.

"you'll be okay, man. you know their room number, right?" johnny says as if he's reading steveos mind.

steveo nods just as the elevator doors shut, and now he's on his own to get down the hall to you.

there's a harsh knock at your door, startling you. "hold on," you shout, walking over and peeking out of the safety hole.

just steveo. red as ever, but he was probably just hot.

working in the california heat, doing those stupid stunts, he was bound to get heat stroke.

motherly instincts kick in as they always did when it came to steveo, and you immediately swing open the heavy hotel door to inspect him.

"steve," you take a sharp inhale, giving him a once over before scooping him into your arms and into the room.

he hisses at the skin-to-skin contact, quickly escaping your gentle grasp and ripping off his shirt and shorts in less time than you could even ask him what happened.

"what have you gotten into?" you stare at him, eyes trailing down to his cock that's clearly visible through his boxers. "steve-" you're not sure how to even respond to this, taken aback by the fact that your life currently feels like some strange porno.

"i'm sorry, i'm not even sure why i'm here i just-you're the only person i thought might help me instead of make fun of me. johnny said i should come, too." he admits, your brain is racing with why johnny would have sent him *here*, to you. "the guys fucking drugged me with sex pills." his hormones are all over the place, because just a second ago he was on fire, about to dip his hand in his boxers for some relief right in front of you; yet now he's on the verge of tears, standing in front of you just vulnerable and scared. "i don't know what to fucking do." he chokes, "it feels like i'm on fire and it-my dick just fucking hurts i wanna get off on everything. everywhere-i wanna fuck, i wanna be fucked." he's breathing heavy, throwing his hands around as he speaks. "what do i do?" he begs. you gently ease him to the bed, the cool sheets sending a shiver of relief to his burning body.

"let me take care of you, babe. i got you, okay?"

he only nods in response, scooting up to the head of the bed. you crawl over him, your hands tracing his tattoos and his abs in a curious manner, just to feel him and your lips unknowingly inch closer to his. he sighs heavily, labored breaths leaving his lungs and filling the empty room with a faint noise. his skin is hot, every muscle you touch contracts with sensitivity. he's so stunning like this, he's always stunning of course, but this is different. being honest with yourself, you had no idea how to help and your brain was racing with ideas. "i should get you a cool cloth," you whisper against his lips, stopping your hand movements and looking into his glossy blue eyes. his hand reaches to wrap his fingers in your hair, unexpectedly pulling you into a feverish kiss while the other goes down to palm himself. his lips are soft, his mouth has a sour taste but it's so addicting, you can't dare to pull yourself back from him."fuck, o." you breathe after pulling only inches back, watching him finally give you that lopsided grin that won you over in the first place. he's flipping you over so you can lay helplessly beneath him, your head spinning with the ideas you had that are now being thrown into the abyss of your brain. now it was only steveo, his mouth on your neck, the static in your stomach from the way he laced his fingers with yours, and the way that your body is screaming to you that this is what you've been needing, aching for. for so long you'd been craving his touch, his body on top of yours, his hands exploring you like he was looking for buried treasure. to have it now after waiting so long was impossible to believe, except there he is, biting and sucking at your neck to finally mark you as his own, claiming you. "can i touch you?" he manages to ask through his sex fogged mind. you nod desperately, eager to feel him everywhere. "i really wanna be in you," he growls, making you shiver underneath him. "please," you respond, tilting your head back so he can access more of your neck.

"fuck you're so pretty under me like this," he praises, and you can't help but notice how pornographic he looks with his pink-tinted skin glistening with sweat, his eyes lidded, his lips parted ever so slightly. something about the way he talks to you looks at you and praises you like that makes your head spin and shivers run down your body. he pulls your shirt off, focusing his eyes on your body, his pupils growing with every passing second that he stares at your body. he looks like a starved beast, ravaging for the feast he just discovered. his mouth trails down your body, sending sparks coursing through you every time his lips make contact with your skin. he removes the rest of your clothes, intentionally ignoring your clit and tracing around your hole. it causes you to twitch, and his eyes twinkle with mischievousness as he watches you jitter in reflex to his teasing. he gives in, finally slipping a single finger into you. you buck your hips towards him, trying to get him to move, to touch, to go deeper, to do anything. you felt so hot, you want nothing more than to be fucked senseless like you always got from other people. but the way steveo took his time with you, making sure you feel good and you want him made you even more eager for him. the way he treated you-always, but especially now-with such respect, such gratitude because he gets to see you like this, he's the one that's making you feel this way. when he looks up at you, his eyes are still glossy, but they've gone sparkly. his pupils were blown wide, and only a small ring of blue was visible.

"aw, you want me to touch you, baby?" he coos, slipping his finger out while you plead for him to move with your hips bucking once more.

"yes, yes please, baby." it slips from your mouth before you can stop it-not that you were even thinking about what you said-your body is begging for him, and he's back slipping two fingers in and rubbing them gently across your spot with crinkles by his eyes, massaging you from the inside out.

"oh my god." you gasp, the feeling of him in you overwhelming in such an incredible way. his fingers work you to your edge, and he's staring at you, watching like you're his prey as you come crashing, crying out his name. you glance to him once you're settling down, catching your breath, and you notice his boxers are off and his cock is steadily dripping cum down onto the bed.

he feels you staring, blushing somehow even more than he was and scratching at his neck in a shy way. "it's the pills," he says softly.

you blink, licking your lips subconsciously and mumbling to him, "pretty-that's-yeah, uhm, that's really hot." you blink yourself out of the trance, getting to your knees and letting your tongue dart out to taste him.

"oh," he breathes out, petting the hair out of your eyes sensuously. his eyes are filled with adoration, watching you as you wrap your lips carefully around the head of his cock, easing it down your throat. "that's it, princess, yea, fuck right there." he's babbling praises as you begin to bob your head, flicking your tongue against him every so often. he thumbs your cheek, your face flushed down to your neck and chest all blossoming a sweet deep pink shade. your head feels empty and your mouth feels dumb and all that's surrounding your senses is steveo. his sharp inhales with labored exhales, the ghost scent of his body wash still lurking on his thighs and the way his hands just gently caressed your hair out of your face. it was like a fairytale, something out of one of your wild sex dreams. but no, no this was real, and the only way you knew that was because steveo was pulling you off of him, bringing you up to face level and kissing you, the taste of him just as addicting as ever. deepening the kiss, he shifts you around so you're sitting on his lap, his angry red cock slightly poking at the edges of your entrance. he looks at you, questioning for consent and you happily give him the green light. he grins that goofy, infectious grin that has you smiling too while he picks up your hips and eases you onto him. "slow?" he asks, you nod your head, anticipating the feeling of being full of the man who has owned you much longer than either of you knew. he's rocking his hips in and out, jutting against every sensitive part inside of you. "please," you can feel yourself getting close again, his hand dipping down to thumb at your clit while you toss your head with a soft cry of pleasure. "that's it, good job, baby; there you go." he encourages, watching in awe as you come crashing down once more, all because of him. the sight of you and the feeling of you clenching around him has him cumming right after, panting against your lips connecting you softly. in your cloudy head, all you can hear is how much you really, really love him. and its tumbling out of your lips while your forehead rests against his. "what?" he responds, sensing your vulnerable essence and quickly saying, "you mean that? like...that?" he blinks as you nod sheepishly. "wow," he says softly, and before you can speak he scoops your face in his hands and firmly presses his lips against yours aggressive and passionate. "i love you," he breathes with a smile.

will forever love this video

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Can I possibly request a headcanon about Dating Chris Pontious with a Female reader?

♡ i love chris so much making things for him are so fun ♡

hes so cute

so. many. kisses.

he probably stinks though so beware

hes a giant puppy

spoils you 100%

"did you see that baby?? wasnt it cool??"

brags about you all the time

loves giving you hickies so everyone knows youre his

and receiving them

youll probably have like 39 pets

definitely an ass guy

happy sex. angry sex. sad sex. sex.

prepare to be man handled

oooooo you will be my jackass moot🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀

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“Knights suck.”

is it just me or was i wondering why poseidons beard was a totally different color than his hair

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