I looked down the length of August’s body to see him nod, but he was biting his lip. “I want…” but then he hesitated, suddenly shy to ask for what he wanted.
“What do you want, omega ours?” I asked, stroking my hands over his thighs and hips. “Anything you want, it’s yours.”
“Lazlo, will you let me… fuck you at the same time?” he whispered. “I’ve never done it before, and I—”
My response was to moan, and then to promptly scramble out from beneath them. Of course he could fuck me! Even if I didn’t love to bottom—which I absolutely did—I was helpless to do anything but comply with his every whim.
I eased in beneath August on my back, my legs on the outside, spread wide. I heard the cap on the lube open, and then Jerry’s fingers were there, spreading lube over my hole. His fingers were thick, spearing into me with a slippery squelch, but when I grabbed my knees to pull them back, August added his fingers too, and the two of them worked to widen my hole. “Holy shit,” I mumbled as I lost track of how many digits were inside me.
The entire time, Jerry held still inside August, his patience astounding as he waited for me to join them. I, however, was nowhere near as patient.
“I’m ready, please,” I begged, rushing them through the prep, desperate for the pleasure they promised to deliver.
They pulled their fingers free, leaving me gaping and desperate. . “Condom?” August asked, gaze searching mine, and I warmed at his care.
“Please, no,” I panted. “Your blood work at the hospital came back clean, and I haven’t been with anyone since my last test.” I shrugged, squirming under him. “And I can’t get pregnant.”
August nodded eagerly then notched the head of his cock at my entrance, but he stopped at the cusp, pressing but going no further. I looked up at him and saw so much uncertainty. He bit his bottom lip, brows scrunched up. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
I chuckled. “Oh, baby, I promise, everything you do to me will feel amazing.”
Jerry wrapped an arm around his waist. “Let’s do it together, okay? And if anything doesn’t feel good, for any of us, we’ll stop. Deal?” August nodded, and then they thrust forward in sync.
There was a slight sting as he breached my entrance, and I moaned into the stretch. “Fuck, yes. Don’t stop.”
It didn’t take long until I was writhing beneath them. I felt pinned, and I loved it. The three of us were more connected now than ever, the force of Jerry’s thrusts driving August harder, deeper into my channel. “I feel like I’m fucking both of you at the same time,” he groaned.
I tried to keep my eyes open to watch every flicker of emotion cross their faces, but as my climax built inside me, my lids fluttered shut, my head tipped back in utter bliss. August nuzzled close, chest to chest, and I buried my hands in his hair, keeping us both anchored in this moment.
August was getting close, his whines hitting fever pitch, and Jerry’s speed increased, pistoning the three of us together. Their skin was flushed, sweat dripping, and I did everything I could to hang on just a few more seconds.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck,” Auggie chanted, Jerry’s hand gently collaring his neck. I watched his face, obsessed, as he fell apart, and as he spilled inside me, the flexing of his cock threw me over the edge. Shouting, I shot my load in an arc across my chest.
As we were always his top priority, Jerry held back his own orgasm as long as he could, jaw ticcing from the effort. As soon as he knew we were both satisfied, his expression cleared, and he grunted, his rhythm stuttering. He collapsed forward, catching himself on one arm, and as his knot filled August, our omega keened at the overwhelm of being stuffed so full. I felt him throbbing inside me as a second smaller orgasm was forced out of him, his cum dripping from my abused hole.
It wasn’t easy to get us all situated on our sides in a row, what with Jerry’s knot still locked in Auggie’s ass, but we managed it. I sighed, in complete peace. It didn’t matter that we were sticky with cum and dried sweat, that the sheets were absolutelywrecked, or that we’d abandoned our dinner downstairs. In this exact moment, everything was perfect.
Even after Jerry’s knot deflated, we couldn’t bring ourselves to leave the bed. Our shower was too small for all of us, and right now, none of us were ready for that kind of physical distance. August wrapped his arm around my waist to pull me even closer, like he couldn’t get enough of us. The feeling was more than mutual.
Laughing, I looked down at where I was still wearing one sock. I was so distracted, I simply forgot about it. I reached down and peeled it off; better late than never. My smile faltered. It had almost been never. I’d almost screwed up what we had by waiting too long. I propped myself up on one elbow so I could look them both in the eye. “I’m so sorry I let my insecurities get the better of me. It shouldn’t have taken us so long to get this far.” I kissed August on the forehead, then reached past him to set my hand on Jerry’s cheek. “To think we could’ve been doing this the whole time.”
“All is forgiven. It was worth the wait,” Auggie said drowsily, entirely blissed out. “Just please tell me we won’t have to wait so long to do it again.”
Jerry turned his head to kiss my palm. “Give me 20 minutes to recover and we can go again tonight, if you want.”
I arched an eyebrow. “Twenty minutes? I’d bet August and I could cut that time in half for you.” I smirked down at August, and he seemed quite intrigued by the challenge. He rolled over to face Jerry, licking his lips.
Jerry narrowed his eyes warily. “What are you plotting, my two sexy men?”
I crawled over them so I could move in behind him. “You have been nothing but restrained this entire time, always perfectly in control. I was just wondering if August and I could… get you to break.”
Grabbing the lube, I positioned a slicked finger at his hole, and he went utterly still. “You wouldn’t…” he rasped.
“Oh, I very much would.” And I did.
He was fully recovered infourminutes.
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