Push-Pull

Erotic short. A man happily pinned between two others.

Rated E, 800w, cis M/trans M/trans M. Mild D/s, threesome, oral and PIV sex, implied overstim, teasing.

“That’s it,” murmurs Darius behind him, and Lou’s breath hitches in his throat as he’s eased up onto his knees on the bed, his elbows falling underneath him, his legs spreading behind him. His arse is in the air and he’s aware of Darius behind him, Darius’ palm sliding up his thigh and dancing over the edge of his arse before coming to grip at his hip instead.

He’s wet.

They’ve been kissing for what seems like hours, Darius and J passing him between them. Darius kisses smooth and slow and controlled, whereas J kisses him messier, sloppier, with far more eagerness, far more desperate hunger. If it had just been kissing, maybe he wouldn’t feel so raw and wanting, his cunt open and desperate for something in it, his cock so hard it feels like it could fucking explode.

They keep touching him, and that’s what makes it worse, Darius’ hands sliding over his lower back, his arse, squeezing his thighs and the sides of his belly, coming up to squeeze and touch over his flat chest, thumbs featherlight where they dance over his top surgery scars and make him gasp and shiver at the ticklish sensation; J’s more eager like this too, grabbing and pulling at him a lot more, keeps shoving his thighs apart and getting Lou to straddle his knee or the whole of his lap, and that’s even without when he glances over Lou’s cock with the heel of his hand or his fingers.

There’s a trail of slick on J’s thigh from where Lou was sitting on top of him, and Lou shivers as he looks between J’s spreading legs, sees where J’s own cock is hard and standing up away from his lips, pink at its head and glistening. Lou wants to sit on it, just wants to feel it a bit, wants to grind himself down against J’s belly, feel J’s cock inside him, even knowing it won’t go so deep, just wants to feel it, feel J gasp.

“You doing okay?” asks J, grinning down at him, and Lou nods blearily as J loosely grips the underside of his chin, chuckling.

Behind him, Darius is sliding closer, and when his cock comes to rest at the opening of Lou’s cunt Lou can’t stop the noise that he immediately lets out, the moan that suddenly breaks out from his throat, needy and embarrassing.

“Fuck,” groans Darius, and he grips at Lou’s hips on both sides as he starts to slide in, Lou gasping in sharp, whimpered inhalations as his cock opens Lou up, puts pressure on his inner walls and makes him feel like his fucking eyes are crossing and like he’s gonna faint, the sensation is so fucking intense after being teased for half an age. Darius’ cock is thick even if it’s not too long, and Lou is almost sobbing by the time he bottoms out, feeling the thickness stretch him open, feeling pierced, and God, but the friction is good, the pressure on his inner walls, the weight of Darius’ cock inside him.

Lou clenches down, just feeling it, just enjoying it, and whimpers.

“Come on,” says J in a soft, coaxing voice, and Lou obediently opens his mouth and takes J’s cock on his tongue, sucks as best he can. J immediately moans, and the sound of it goes straight to Lou’s own cock, makes him spread his legs a little wider and lean back into Darius’ cock.

Darius pulls slowly back and it’s incredible, dragging tension inside him, and then he slams forward and suddenly Lou is full and his head is spinning — he doesn’t get enough time to digest it before Darius is thrusting into him again, setting up a hard pace that fills the room with slapping sounds. He whimpers around J’s cock, mouths at him sloppily as he’s shoved forward by every snap of Darius’ hips. He slides his tongue forward, dips lower and tastes where J’s wet and open, and J moans as he grabs his hair.

“You thought we kissed you for too long,” says J, and he imitates Lou’s voice as he says, “Come on, come on, stop teasing.”

Lou shudders, his cheeks burning.

“We’re gonna fuck you until you’re crying,” promises Darius, kissing the back of his neck.

“Fuck,” Lou mumbles, taking his mouth off J’s cock for a second, and a second is all he gets, because then J is dragging his face down hard against his cunt so that Lou will thrust his tongue inside him.

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