Title: Untitled
Author: ModgeQueen
Pairing: Jay and Silent Bob, of course
Sequel/Series: Comes after the Meeting of the Minds story
Summary: What it would feel like if you could be in both
positions
simultaneously
Archive: Wow, if anyone wants this I would feel honored. ? Just
keep
my name on it?
Author's Notes: I promised you sex in this one, now you have it.
I
hope THIS one goes the way I want it to, my muses are being evil.
Smut, I hope, and lots of stickysweatymansex. It's a little
short, but
oh well?
Warning: Un- Betaed, if you find mistakes, e-mail me at
modgequeen@yahoo.com and let me know
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this fic, I just
like
to play...

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Jay and Silent Bob sat on the couch, hands entwined and Jay's
head on
Bob's shoulder. All of a sudden, Jay popped his head up.

"Motherfucker, you could have TOLD me after! I was all fucking
paranoid, why didn't I ever know and shit like that?" he faded
off.
Bob looked in his mind to see what the hell Jay was talking about
this
time. He saw himself, sitting in the diner, telling the Amy story
to
Holden. He felt Jay's shock at not being involved in all aspects
of
Bob's life. Then he felt Jay's relief when he discovered she
wasn't
real, just something Holden needed to hear.

"I know something that could cheer you up," Uncharacteristically,
Bob
spoke aloud. Jay looked at him questioningly, as Bob stood up and
headed off to the bedroom. Taking a cue, Jay followed him.

Once they entered the bedroom, Bob turned into a different
person.
Turning, he pinned Jay against a wall, kissing him with all he
was
worth. His tongue snaked out, past Jay's lips and entered his
mouth
to dance with Jay's tongue. Jay moaned in the back of his
thought,
aroused already as he saw images Bob was projecting of him and
Bob on
the bed, Bob buried deep within him. Jay moaned louder at the
thought,
pulling off Bob's sweatshirt and tee-shirt in one swift motion.
As Jay
ran his fingers over Bob's nipples, Bob moaned and Jay spoke.
"Yeah,
that shit's what I'm talkin bout, Talk for me, lunchbox." Making
another sweep, Bob moaned again, louder, reached down to pull of
Jay's
shirt. Once removed, Bob grabbed Jay's hands and stood back,
looking
and admiring the younger mans thin frame. Jay saw himself as Bob
saw
him, all pale limbs and glowing golden hair. He felt the love
that
accompanied the image, and was warmed throughout. He decided to
show
Bob what he saw.

Bob sucked in his breath at the image Jay was sending him. He saw
his
shining dark hair, and his deep brown eyes that looked caring. He
saw
his body, as it was, and was overcome by emotion when he noticed
that
Jay saw him as he was, not thinner, or taller, and he still loved
him
for it. He leaned in for a gentle kiss, but Jay wouldn?t go for
it and
it turned passionate quickly. Jay pushed him down on the bed, and
swiftly removed his shorts and boxers. Admiration filled Jay at
the
sight of Bob's cock, standing proudly. Lunchbox was HUNG. "Shit,
man,"
Jay breathed. Bob laughed, a deep rumbling laugh, and pulled Jay
against him again. He gasped as he felt his cock brush the soft
hairs
that ran from Jay's bellybutton and disappeared beneath the
waistband
of his shorts. "We'll have to do something about that," Bob
thought,
and Jay laughed. He stood, and disposed of his shorts. He stood
in
front of Bob, nude, until Bob pulled him down on the bed next to
him.
Bob straddled Jay, leaning down for a kiss and beginning to move
against Jay. Jay hissed as he felt Bob's cock rubbing against his
firmly. "Oh, hells yeah lunchbox," he moaned. Bob continued
moving
against him, little moans escaping from time to time. "Please,
Bob,
need you, please, want you in me, please Bob," Bob reached over
and
pulled some lube out of the bedside table. He flipped the cap and
warmed some between his hands. Jay breathed out as he reached
between
his legs, gently inserting one finger into Jay's opening. Jay
moaned,
and Bob probed his mind to see if it was out of discomfort,
pleased to
discover that it wasn?t the case. "More," Jay breathed. Bob
inserted
another finger, crooking them slightly towards him, and was
surprised
at Jay?s reaction. "Oh, god YES!" Jay screamed. Bob continued,
attempting to hit that spot again and succeeding. He then
discovered
something interesting. At the same time as he felt his fingers
deep
within Jay, he could FEEL his fingers in himself. "Oh, this is
gonna
be better than I thought," Bob thought. "Hells ya," Jay thought
back,
as he felt tightness around his fingers that wasn't there.
"Please,
Bob, need you in me," Jay said aloud. Happy to oblige, Bob spread
some
lube on his hard cock, and paused at Jay's entrance. "Are you
sure,"
he thought at Jay as he held his hands. "YES!" came the strong
thought
back.

Both moaned as Bob slowly pushed himself deep within Jay. Bob
held
himself there for a second, and then began to move. He almost
came
right them from the tightness around him and the thought that it
was
Jay, finally. Jay moaned, as he could feel tightness around his
cock.
"I'm gonna have to try this myself sometime Lunchbox, show you
how it
feels to AH," He moaned as Bob hit that spot again. "Harder!" he
said
aloud. All coherent thoughts and words stopped as Bob moved
faster and
faster within him?

"Oh, god, yes, feels so good, harder, yes, yes, yes, yes, love
it,
love it, love you". They moaned as they came together, the
sticky
substance covering both their chests. Bob collapsed on top of
Jay, a
thin sheen of sweat covering his limbs. Leaning down for a kiss,
he
thought, "I love you, Jay, I always have." "I love you too, Bob,"
came
the soft reply. They fell asleep in each other's arms.

(I couldn't resist being a little fluffy. What can I say, I'm a
hopeless romantic at heart. Just wait until next time?)