“What’s wrong?” Itsuki always knew when I was off about something.
“Baby doll, you don’t happen to have any protection, do you?” I asked, my eyes once again meeting Ryosuke’s, because maybe it was a little fucked up that we’d forgone it and now I was suddenly so worried about it.
“Protection? Like condoms? I don’t really use them. I’ve been taking this medication for a while that’s supposed to help. In order to get it, I had to go to a specialized clinic...”
Itsuki blushed, shifting uncomfortably as if he were ashamed of it.
I placed another kiss on his shoulder because it wasn’t anything to be embarrassed about. He’d been smart in protecting himself. Not everyone liked the feel of condoms. As long as he was doing something, it was better than nothing.
“That’s good enough for me. You?” I asked Ryosuke, meeting his eyes again.
He nodded wordlessly. I wanted to know what was going through his head because we’d skipped the conversation completely in that damn alley. More conversations that neededto happen. I’d be a damn adult and have them because if we were really doing this relationship thing, I owed it to him.
I squeezed a good amount of lube over my fingers before pushing them back inside Itsuki. Causing him pain was the last thing I wanted because he was precious in ways I couldn’t begin to describe. He moaned at the intrusion. I quickly worked the slick into his tight passage because I wanted to feel him, needed to know what it was like to have his body wrap my cock in his tempting heat. It wasn’t enough to feel it on my fingers anymore.
“Hold up.”
We both froze as Ryosuke shifted beneath Itsuki. If this were really about fulfilling the guitar player’s fantasy, he couldn’t do it while trapped underneath him. I only let go of Itsuki long enough for Ryosuke to slide out from under him. When Itsuki got into position again, face down, ass in the air, I wanted to snap a picture. I’d never dreamed of seeing him in such a position before. The way his dark hair and pink streaks spilled over his shoulders made him look like the perfect debauched photograph.
I didn’t even flinch as Ryosuke moved behind me, starting to undress. This was going to become a familiar dance quickly. I’d never once slept with more than one person at a time before, but as it was happening, I saw why people liked it. My body heated thinking about filling Itsuki while I was being stuffed full. To be the center of the perfect lust-filled sandwich.
The cushions of the sofa gave way to my weight as I sank down behind Itsuki. I palmed the warm globes of his ass and stared at his gaping hole, waiting for me to sink inside and claim him as mine at last. Ours. He was ours. Not just mine, and I don’t know why that felt even better than the alternative.
I reached for the lube again, pouring more over his winking opening before pressing the tip of my impossibly hard cock against the little pucker. This was the moment that changedabsolutely everything, even though we’d already crossed so many fucking lines. There was no coming back from any of this, and I didn’t give a damn as I tapped the head of my dick against his waiting hole.
Little jolts of pleasure shot up my spine as Ryosuke shoved my pants down further. I was still a mess from our earlier escapade, but something about that only added to the appeal. I was still dirtied up and was ready to add in the only person that had been missing and should have been there from the start.
There was no more messing around. I needed to know what it felt like, and I needed it more than I needed air to breathe. Food to live. Water to sustain me.
I sank into my best friend, gasping as his warmth gripped me in a way I never imagined. So many times in my life I’d only ever fucked with a barrier, and now I was feeling everything in hi-fi, and I couldn’t believe I’d denied myself of it for so damn long.
The further I sank home, the harder and harder it was to breathe because this wasn’t real. I wasn’t in a world where my best friend welcomed me into his body in such a way.
And just like that, I snapped out of whatever parallel universe I’d slipped into when Ryosuke pressed a slick finger inside me. It felt different from earlier, but of course it would when we had proper lubrication instead of only spit. I almost missed the burn that had accompanied the intrusion earlier in the evening.
He quickly added a second finger, and I forgot to move inside of Itsuki, who made his impatience known by rocking back against me. The dual sensation against my cock and prostate had my eyes rolling back and doing my best not to nut because that would be so damn embarrassing at this point. I needed to please my friend and experience what it was like to have Ryosuke inside me at the same time.
“Look at you two. So fucking perfect. Just waiting for me to fill Yasu with my cock. I can’t wait to make you two feel everything. Hold on tight, little princess, because you’re in for a wild ride.”
And that was all the warning Ryosuke gave before he pulled his fingers out of me and pushed his cock inside. It was huge, and the piercing through the tip added to the pleasure. It made my entire body light up to feel it drag along my inner walls.
One day I’d let Itsuki feel that. He needed to. Anyone who’d never experienced a pierced cock needed to know what it felt like because it was possibly one of the best things I’d ever felt, especially when it rubbed just right against my prostate.
“Fuck, Yasu. You’re still so goddamn tight. It doesn’t matter that I was just inside you. It’s like you’re a virgin for me every fucking time. I could get addicted to that feeling. Your ass belongs to me. You hear that. You belong to me. Both of you.” Ryosuke panted as his hips thrust into me, causing me to, in turn, thrust into Itsuki.
“Itsu-chan. You need to feel this. Fuck, it’s so damn good.”
I was overwhelmed by the feelings washing over me. I’d never felt so many things all at once. My cock was squeezed in the perfect vice-like grip as I was pushed forward again and again, only to be pulled back to repeat the process.
“Oh, fuck!” I cried because my body didn’t know how to handle any of it. I thought that I’d been out of control in the alley with Ryosuke, but this took the cake. This was how things were always meant to be, and I didn’t care what society thought of it or that it wasn’t the norm. These were my people. My men. We were exactly where we belonged, and with each other.
Ryosuke slid his hands along my chest to find my nipples and tweaked them, sending that extra bolt of desire shooting through me.
My own hands started to do their own exploring because I couldn’t leave the beautiful body in front of me completelyuntouched. Itsuki made the most delicious sounds as I dragged my nails down his back, leaving little red trails in their wake. I wasn’t the person to mark someone in that way, but I wanted to see them on Itsuki. He was too perfect, and I needed to see him disheveled and broken for me.
I didn’t stop at his back. I trailed my hands to his front. They roamed his chest and played with his nipples, just like Ryosuke was doing to me, and soon the room was filled with nothing but moans and the sounds of our skin slapping together. It was humid and sweat rolled down my body in waves, but for once in my life, I didn’t care. My hair could be flying around my face and in my eyes. I couldn’t think of anything outside of what the two men who were on either side of me were doing to me.
Never in my life had I been so out of control, and for once, I didn’t hate it.
