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“Sensitive today, aren’t we?” Patrick murmurs, his lips brushing against my neck. He nibbles at my earlobe, and his hands continue their firm exploration of my body. “Have you been imagining Scotty in your ass all morning?”
I can only nod as Scotty’s tongue teases my nipple, lost in the sensations of two sets of hands on me, two mouths exploring my skin. Patrick’s hands move lower to my ass, spreading my cheeks slightly before his fingers tease my hole.
“Okay if I start working him open for you?” Patrick checks with Scotty.
Scotty hums in confirmation as he continues to stroke my cock. Then he pulls me back down to capture my mouth in another passionate kiss. I respond eagerly, my tongue tangling with his as Patrick’s lubed fingers circle my entrance.
The first finger slides in easily with how relaxed I am, and I moan into Scotty’s mouth. Patrick continues to stretch me gently. After a few moments, he adds a second finger, scissoring them to prepare me for what’s to come. This part is nothing new; Patrick probably knows how to prep me better than I do myself at this point, but knowing that he’s doing it for Scotty adds a whole new level of excitement to this, like he’s just as eager for Scotty to fuck me.
Scotty breaks the kiss, the light blue of his eyes dark with lust as he drops to his knees in front of me, explaining, “I need to taste you.”
Scotty’s talented, even more so than I remember—probably because he isn’t in the middle of a spit roast this time—and I’m immediately moaning at the way his tongue swirls around the head of my cock before taking me deeper. He hollows his cheeks, sucking hard, and I swear I see stars as Patrick teases my prostate at the same time.
I refuse to let this end already, but being in the middle of Patrick and Scotty is making my impending release build quickly. I thread my fingers through Scotty’s hair, attempting to guide his movements even as my hips thrust forward involuntarily and I pant out, “Fuck, Scotty, just like that.”
Patrick adds a third finger, and I gasp at the stretch. He curls them, expertly hitting my prostate again, and I cry out, pleasure coursing through me.
“I’m gonna come,” I warn, my voice strained, aware they’re going to protest.
Scotty pulls back with a pop, looking up at me with a wicked grin. “Not yet. I want you to come while I’m inside you.”
He stands up, quickly shedding his clothes, and I groan at the sight of his cock leaking with precum. Patrick removes his fingers, and I fully whine at the loss.
“Turn around,” he directs with a chuckle, positioning me so I’m facing the bed. I comply, resting my hands on the mattress and sticking my ass out, eager to be filled again. Scotty moves behind me, his hands caressing my cheeks.
“Fuck, Joey. You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this,” he mutters, his voice thick with emotion.
I look over my shoulder at him. “Then what the hell are you waiting for?”
A smile takes over his face, and he nods as I hear the snap of the lube bottle cap. Then Patrick rolls a condom over Scotty’s cock before covering it with more lube and quickly kissing him. The sight of my husband being the one to prep Scotty to fuck me fills my chest with warmth. Not only is Patrick enjoying every moment of this, but I know he’s also doing everything he can to assure Scotty that he approves, that we’re all equally involved and a part of this regardless of who’s in what position.
Once the condom’s on and he’s lubed up, the slick head of Scotty’s cock is pressing against my entrance. He pushes in slowly, giving me time to adjust to his size. He isn’t as big as Patrick, not many people are, but the stretch feels amazing. I drop to my elbows on the bed, ass still bent over the edge as I spread my thighs for him and push back, wanting more. Scotty grips my hips, pulling me onto his cock as he thrusts forward, burying himself to the hilt.
I turn my head to look over my shoulder, and I moan at the sight of Patrick kissing Scotty as he fucks me. Eventually he breaks the kiss to move behind Scotty. “How about I stretch you while you fuck my husband? Hmm? Then I can be inside of you, while you’re inside of him?”
“Fuck yes,” Scotty nearly gasps. I turn back, smiling as I rest my head on the mattress, and Scotty moans, “Uuugh.”
Patrick must be inside of him, stretching him open with his large fingers because Scotty’s hips start stuttering. He’s losing rhythm, but I completely understand—I know how good Patrick feels. As much as I want to come because of how close I still am, even with the slow way he’s pushing in and withdrawing over and over, I also want to drag this out for as long as we possibly can. I love the idea of Patrick being inside of Scotty when I do finish.
“Fuck,” Scotty murmurs. “Being between you both like this is unreal.”
Patrick chuckles. “Just wait till I’m actually inside of you, sweetheart.”
“It’ll be like you’re both fucking me,” I add with another groan.
“Fill me with your fat cock,” Scotty says as I hear Patrick ripping open a condom. Then he’s pulling out of me. “Flip over, I want to see you, Joey.”
I hurry to flip onto my back. Scotty pushes my legs up as he climbs onto the edge of the mattress and slides into me easily. I lock eyes with Patrick over Scotty’s shoulder, still standing at the edge of the bed as he positions himself behind Scotty.
Scotty holds still as Patrick enters him, and I can feel the subtle shifts in his body as he leans into me further while Patrick breaches him. The moan that escapes Scotty’s lips seems to vibrate through my chest as he adjusts to the size of Pat’s cock.
“Fuck, Patrick,” Scotty gasps, his fingers digging into my skin where he’s holding just under my knees. “You always feel like you’re splitting me in half.”
“This is… fuck, this is so hot. More than I’d ever imagined, and no one is even moving,” I admit as I look up at Scotty sandwiched between Patrick and me in a completely new way. I love how connected I feel to both of them in this moment as my gaze flicks between theirs from my spot beneath them.
“You both okay?” Patrick asks in a much deeper tone than I’m used to.
“So good,” I respond easily.
