Gemini
Pairing: Ryland Grace x fem!Reader (x Colt Seavers)
Summary: You missed your boyfriend so much, so after the five day school trip out of town, you jump his bones and have sex with Ryland- or so you thought...
Wordcount: 5.9k
Warnings/tags: Porn with little plot, Reader is chubby, smut, established relationship, threesome (M/M/F), NO INCEST!, unintentional cheating, oral sex, pussy eating, blowjobs, multiple positions, dirty talk, multiple orgasms, spitroasting, missionary, doggy style, unsafe sex, cumming inside,cum swallowing, english is not my first language, not proof read, maybe slight ooc Colt idk help
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You had audibly groaned when the yearly annual school trip was announced, and when you saw that Grace wouldn't be attending it with you- instead you'd be stuck with the arrogant, know-it-all history teacher for five days- you crawled under your desk to die.
You loved teaching your kids, but you also loved going home at the end of the day and spent the rest of your evening away from doodled brainrot memes on the students assignments and cuddling up in Rylands arms instead. Ugh, five days of chaperoning eighth graders through the science museum, various history exhibits and activities that tired them out enough so they wouldn't destroy the whole hostel when you came back for dinner.
All of this without your boyfriend cheering you up with his stupid science puns, even when you two weren't allowed to sleep in the same room. Sometimes you did it anway, giggling like you were highschoolers breaking the rules- as if you weren't two adults. Well, you weren't so sure when it came to Grace.
The memory made you smile as you laid alone in your tiny hostel room, staring up at the ceiling. The only thing that kept you sane throughout this trip was thinking about Grace, how his hands felt on your hips, the soft and almost shy way he kissed you before making slow and sensual love to you while he whispered sweet nothings into your ear.
Your thighs clenched together, and you smiled at Rylands good night message on your phone, knowing he was already tucked in for bed. You shot back that you missed him with a kiss emoji, before you rolled over, hugging your pillow to your chest.
Friday couldn't come fast enough.
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By the time you sat in the bus back to town, you were practically vibrating with need and excitement. So much so that the loud chattering and bickering of your students in the seats behind you didn't even faze you one bit. Not even the grating voice of Mr. History could bring you out of your good mood.
You didn't even send Ryland a text that you were coming over as soon as you arrived. He thought you'd be too tired after dealing with young teenagers for a week straight and just wanted to come home to spend a peaceful night alone, so this would be the perfect surpise! You did want to unwind, but why not do it with your beloved boyfriend? Some gourmet ramen (50ct ramen packets topped with a softboiled egg), catching up on new teacher gossip from school while you were away and loving, hot, sloppy sex just to fall asleep in Rylands arms right after and being able to sleep in the next day. There really wasn't anything better than that, no matter in which order those things happened.
You had worn that little black dress he loved, the one with the plunge neckline and a hem that barely brushed your thighs under a jacket and paired with some ugly pants, just so your students wouldn't tease you for looking like a stripper. You had a reputation to uphold after all, and you didn't need to be the next hot topic in the teachers lounge because parents were mad the teacher of their children was appearently dressing like a whore.
You slipped out of the jacket and pants when you arrived at Rylands apartment complex, swapping your converse for heals and your chapstick for lipstick. You packed everything into your bag, brushing your hair with your fingers to make it sit nicely as you looked into the elevator mirror, pushing down the hem of your dress so you wouldn't accidentally reveal your little secret to an unknown neighbor- you had left your panties in your suitcase. You weren't wearing anything underneath the dress, not even a bra, just another little surpise for Ryland.
God, you felt like such a slut walking down the hallway on his floor, and it seemed to stretch endlessly before you finally reached his door.
Your heart was pounding in anticipation to see his face when he would open the door, so you didn't waste any more time and knocked firmly, listening to shuffling and footsteps behind the wood, before it finally creaked open.
Instantly, you threw your arms around his neck and fell into him, your bag forgotten at your feet. "Surprise!" you giggled, squeezing him tightly. Fuck, he smelled good. Judging by his damp hair, he was fresh out the shower, a towel with bleach spots hanging around his neck. Ryan didn't bleach his hair, so it was probably used in a science project at school and he thought it was too wasteful to throw it out.
"I missed you so much-" you said as you pulled back so you could look at him, only for your brain to short-circuit.
Your jaw hung open as you took him in, he somehow looked equally shocked. Rylands beard was darker and longer than a week ago, though he usually shaved it before it got too thick. You always wanted to see him grow out his stubble, and shit, you knew he'd look damn good with it.
He wasn't wearing his glasses, which you blamed on him being fresh out of the shower, and he wasn't wearing his usual science pun shirts and heart briefs, but a white shirt with faint grease stains that just wouldn't wash out, the sleeves so short they strained over his plump biceps and jeans that were ripped at the knees hung low on his hips.
You didn't even know he had clothes like that. This wasn't how you had left Ryland behind, but you weren't about to complain one bit.
"Ryland" you breathed as your eyes trailed over him with appreciation and he opened his mouth to speak, but you pressed a finger to his lips "No, let me have this" you shushed, getting back to admiring him. Your hand came up to cup his face, your thumb brushing through his tamed but dark beard, a low and genuine moan escaping your lips "Fuck, look at you. This beard is so sexy. Why didn't you tell me you wanted to grow it out? I've been waiting for you to do that" you smiled, biting your lips as you looked up at a starstruck Grace, who had no idea where to place his hands.
Your hand wandered over his broad shoulders down his arms, squeezing his biceps that seemed even fuller than before, thick veins curling underneath his skin. You whined at the firmness of his muscles "Fuck, did you work out while I was away? My god..." you sighed, your thighs pressing together. You could almost feel the slick running down your thighs.
He blinked, his mouth opening to speak, but you didn't let him, you just couldn't hold yourself back anymore.
You pressed your body against his, your breasts flattening against his chest, and you kissed him hard, your tongue sliding into his mouth. He tasted different than you remembered, like coffee and something else, something smoky you couldn't quite put your finger on, but you didn't care. Your brain was flooded with lust, with the sheer relief of finally touching him after five long days, and you wanted more.
For a moment, you felt him lean heavily into it before he broke the kiss, his rough hands coming up to your shoulders, not pushing you away but holding you at arm's length. His voice was a little lower than usual, but not enough for you to actually notice. The only thing you noticed was how wet you were getting, and how your fingers tingled with the urge to rip that tight shirt off him and lick his pecs. You were practically vibrating up and down as he held you firmly.
"Uh, sweetheart, I think you've got the wrong guy-" he finally spoke ever since you arrived, but you wouldn't have any of that. You playfully rolled your eyes, jabbing his chest "Oh, you really want to do that?" you interrupted, laughing.
He tilted his head in confusion. "You really want to roleplay now?" you grinned, tugging him closer by his belt. Roleplaying wasn't that unusual with Grace. He was a little nerd after all, and not only when it came to astrophysic and science. He probably wanted to surpise you, just like you wanted to surpise him. The thought made your heart melt.
"And who are you supposed to be?" you purred, walking over his stomach and chest with your middle and pointer finger, feeling something twitch through the denim against your core. "Some strong 'n sexy mechanic who needs to look under the hood of my car? Because I think it might be leaking something..." you bit your lip, grasping his wrists to bring his hands to your thighs, guiding them upwards to bunch up the hem of your dress and let him feel your bare ass. His eyes grew wide. "Maybe you should take a look."
Colt stared down at you, the woman in his arms, his brother's girlfriend.
He had seen you around the apartment complex a few times, as well as on the few pictures Ryland had put up in his apartment, though they were massively outweighed by nerdy sci-fi and space flight posters.
This was terribly wrong, and he knew he should stop this. Right fucking now. He had been dumped by Jody many months ago and he hadn't felt the tender touch of a woman since forever, and it should stay that way for now- especially since you were his brothers girlfriend for christs sake!
But you were so plumb and soft under his hands, it was almost ridiculous how his little brother managed to bag a girl like you. You were so damn pretty and eager, and he'd be a liar if he said your moaning while touching his beard didn't sent a jolt straight to his dick. And fuck, it had been a long week of stunts that left him bruised, sore and he was reminded too much of the stunts he filmed for Jodys first movie. He was starving for some affection that took his mind off of things. So what was the harm in letting you think he was Ryland? Just this once, it would never happen again. No one had no know.
"Yeah" he finally said, his voice dropping into a low, playful growl. "I think I need to check under that hood real good." He swept you up, one arm around your ass and practically throwing you over his shoulder as if you didn't weigh as much as you did. You shrieked then, surprised by his strength, giggling as he groped your ass while he carried you towards the bedroom, your heels slipping off your feet in the process, laying abandoned in the hallway.
He threw you onto the bed, something he had never done before quite like this, and you gasped before giggling, the smug grin he gave you as he crawled over you making your heart skip a beat.
His beard was rough against your cheeks as he kissed down your jaw and throat, mouthing at your cleavage with a wet tongue. "Mhm, such a naughty girl, showing up at my door with no panties on" he murmured, his hands sliding under your dress, pushing it up your thighs.
"Don't act like you don't like it" you whimpered with a teasing smirk, rubbing your bare pussy against the denim on his thigh, arching into his touch. He chuckled them "You know all my weaknesses, baby" and then he pulled your dress over your head in one swift movement, your breasts spilling out, your stomach soft and round, your thighs already slick with arousal that quickly soaked his pants the longer you pressed yourself against them.
He let out a low whistle. "My god, look at you. So beautiful. All these sweet curves- gonna make you feel so good, baby"
He dove down, his mouth closing over your nipple, sucking hard while his hand kneaded your other breast. You cried out, your fingers tangling in his drying hair. He was acting very different today, aside from his looks. He was more agressive, usually Ryland took his sweet time with you, but you loved the change of pace that was going on right now, the way how hungrily he groaned as he explored your body with his lips like he had missed you since forever.
His beard scratched your skin and it sent shivers down your spine, your hand pulling his hair as he moved lower, kissing down your belly, his tongue dipping into your navel, his breath hot against your skin.
"Open your legs for me, baby" he almost begged and you obeyed, spreading yourself wide for him. He settled between your thighs, and when his tongue first lapped at your clit, you screamed. He was relentless, licking and sucking on your pussy like his life depended on it, his beard rubbing against your inner thighs and stoking the fire in your gut. "God, you taste so fucking sweet. You're dripping for me. You like my beard, don't you? You like feeling it on your pussy?" he taunted you then- and the alarm bells in your heads should have gone off in that moment. Ryland never cursed, not even while you had sex. But the way his voice vibrated into your cunt cleared your mind of any thoughts alltogether.
"Yes, yes, yes!" you chanted, your hips bucking against his face with a whine. His mouth worked your clit in relentless tight circles and deep sucks, and you came hard, your body going ridgid and your thighs crushing his head as he kept licking you through your orgasm, his free hand pressing down on your lower belly to keep you still and pressed tightly to his face, until you were gasping and trembling in his grip from overstimulation.
He softly made out with your pussy to bring you back to earth, your legs falling limp onto the matress. You were panting, a fucked out smile on your face as you let out a breathless laugh "Wow..."
Colt smirked up at you from between your legs and you clenched around nothing at the sight "Don't fall asleep on me, baby. We're not done yet" he said, crawling up to kiss you, his beard slick with your wetness, his cock pressing against your thigh.
He manhandled you onto your stomach without another word, and you heard his belt buckle clink open and heavy jeans hitting the floor.
He pulled your hips up and soon after, the head of his cock was teasing your entrance.
"Fucking shit, you're really doing this. You stupid fucking idiot" Colt muttered to himself, quiet enough that you didn't hear him over your pathetic whines and wriggling back against his cock.
He pushed in, slow at first, letting you feel every inch, and you gasped at how thick he was, somehow thicker than you remembered, stretching you in a way that made your toes curl and your body arch into him, your face squished against the pillows.
Colt bottomed out with a hearty groan, his hips flush against your ass. He stayed like this for a moment, soaking up the feeling of having a warm, tight pussy wrapped around him. His head hung between his arms, trying to shove the guilt aside bubbling up in his chest.
He snapped out of it as you desperately tried to get him to move, pressing your hips back against his to feel his tip barely kissing your cervix. He smiled then, sighing softly before he started to move, thrusting into your wet heat that opened up for him eagerly. You moaned loudly, biting into the pillow, your eyes rolling back.
Fuck, it was almost unfair that Ryland kept you all to himself like that.
A broken moan left him as he heard the wet slap of your pussy as he pounded you into the matress, the sloppy suction of your cunt making his head spin. Fuck, you really were into his brother. Not even Jody got this wet when he fucked her, but you were practically dripping all over the sheets.
Colt leaned over you, his mouth beside your ear, his heaving breaths kissing the shell of your ear "You love this, huh? Being fucked by me. Tell me how much you love it."
You whined, a shudder running down your spine "I love it" you breathed "I love your cock, Ryland. Love the way you fill me up. Please, don't stop!" you cried, gushing over his length.
"Wouldn't ever dream of stopping, sweetheart" he rasped, fucking you hard and fast, his balls slapping against your clit with every thrust, his hands gripping your hips so tight you knew there would be bruises tomorrow. Colt could have cried from happiness every time he slipped all the way inside you.
Ryland had never been so rough with you before, punching the air out of your lungs with every harsh thrust that made you feel him all the way in your throat. "Oh. My. God. Uh. Fuck!" you moaned, the sentence chopped up by his relentless pounding until you weren't able to form a proper word anymore.
His thrusts pushed your face into the pillow and you just let him use you like this, your moans muffled by the fabric.
You were used to sensual, loving sex with Ryland. You didn't even know he had it in him to make your legs shake like this, your hands helplessly clawing at the bedsheets as if it would prevent you from coming apart at the seams. You were drooling, wheezing out pathetic moans, your pussy quivering around his dick.
That made Colt almost topple over you, laughing out a whine "Fuck, you feel so good" he almost sobbed, letting out a whimper that sent heat straight to your core. He reached around and found your clit, rubbing it in time with his thrusts, and it didn't take long for you to cum again, your walls clenching around him, a strangled cry escaping your lips.
He didn't give you any time to recover, flipping you onto your back again. "Someone is eager today, huh?" you rasped, your voice raw from all your screaming. A lot of things didn't seem right today, though his appearance was the least of your concerns. He was about to fuck the third orgasm out of you without even cumming once himself- which was very odd, but how could you really think about that when he was already slipping back into your cunt, hooking your legs over his shoulder.
"Can't help it when you look this amazing" he said, kissing the insides of your plush thighs before bending your legs forward as much as your flexibility allowed, his eyes stopping at your face. He smiled then, his blue eyes glowing "Wow...you're so pretty" he smiled in awe and you mimicked the expression, even though your mind was hazy with pleasure. "It's crazy" he chuckled as if he couldn't believe it, almost as if he forgot he was still balls deep inside you.
Your head rolled to the side with a flattered grin, but Colt wouldn't have that. He pushed forward, delivering toe curling pressure to your cervix and you mewled.
"Look at me" he commanded then, albeit a bit breathless and soft, and you mustered all your strength to listen and turn your head, staring into those eyes you thought were Rylands "I want to see your face when you come on my cock." he whispered, underlining his words by setting a brutal pace.
You cried out, reaching up a shaking hand to pull him down into a sloppy kiss, the tendons in your legs straining as he bent over to lock his lips with yours, his mouth opening to let your tongue slip inside to taste him like you pleased. Your hand fisted in his hair as he thrusted deep, grinding his hips against yours.
You felt him throbbing against your sweetspot, signaling that he was close, and you were able to push him back long enough for you to slip your legs from his shoulders to rest upon his hips, your ankles locking behind his back. Your other hand found your clit to rub it in frantic circles, and you quickly felt another orgasm building, coiling low in your belly. "I'm gonna cum again" you whimpered against his lips. "Cum inside me, Ryland. Please, please, please!"
He growled, as if he could will himself to resist this sweet temptation, your syrupy words making his balls draw tight. It was one thing sleeping with his brothers girlfriend, with neither knowing that it was him, but it was another to cum inside your own brothers girlfriend without protection.
You shattered then, your body violently convulsing around him, and fuck, fuck! Please be on birth control, please be on birth control-!
His nose scrunched up and he groaned, burying his face in your neck as he spilled inside you, pumping you full of his hot, thick cum. You smiled in bliss, sucking a bruise into his neck while his hips stilled.
His head was tucked in your neck, his panting breath hitting your sweaty skin. You mouthed softly at his shoulder, your eyes fluttering open, fuzzy pleasure blurring your vision as you basked in the afterglow. Oh, you had missed this, missed being with your boyfriend, missed being this close to Ry-
"RYLAND!?" you shrieked as you saw a horrified Grace stand by your bed, his eyes wide and shocked, and his mouth agape in a speechless gasp.
You looked at the man who was still inside you and shoved him off firmly, making him almost roll down the bed as you scooted towards the headboard, covering your naked body with a thin blanket. You looked between the stranger and Ryland, and for a moment you questioned yourself if you had hit your head, because you could have sworn you saw double.
"What the fuck!" you squealed, covering your mouth with your hand. The whole time you thought you were having sex with Ryland, when in reality you let his stranger who looked like him see you bare and vulnerable. You didn't even use protection, god damn it!
"What the actual fuck!?" Ryland yelled, making you flinch. He never raised his voice like this, never cursed, but it wasn't directed at you. He looked to the other man, a snarl on his face "Colt, what the fuck did you do, you bastard!?" he practically growled and threw himself at his twin brother, it had to be his twin, holding him by the collar of the shirt he had left on. Colt held up his hands, pleading "Ry, please, calm down! She came in here, thought I was you and jumped on me. I tried to tell her I wasn't you, but she wouldn't listen!" he tried to explain himself quickly.
"You tried!?" Rylands eyes were blazing with fury "You didn't try hard enough! She's my girlfriend, you absolute fucking dick! You did this on purpose!" he said with a shaking voice.
Your head was spinning, this was crazy! Why did Grace never mention he had a twin in the first place!? "Ryland, I'm so sorry" you started, tears welling in your eyes. "I didn't know. I thought it was you. I swear, I thought-" but he interrupted your pitiful hiccups.
"You thought what? That my beard would magically get three shades darker? That I'd bleach my hair because I was, i don't know, feeling edgy?!" he threw his hands into the air, ruffling his already messy hair, turning around with a heavy sigh as he couldn't bear to look at you "I can't believe this."
Your heart ached in your chest and you chewed on your bottom lip, suffocated by the silence. Colt went to put on his boxers so he wasn't so bare in front of you two "Listen, Ry. It was a mistake, and I'm really sorry. But we can't undo what happened, so-"
"Shut up, Colt." Ryland snapped, turning his glare to his brother. "You don't get to talk."
You got to your feet, the sheet clutched around you, your legs shaking. "Ryland, please. I love you. This doesn't change that. I was just so excited to see you and, and i really thought it was you. Im so, so sorry" you stepped toward him, reaching out, but he took a step back.
"You just let my brother fuck you" he said, his voice breaking. "How am I supposed to feel about that?"
Colt cleared his throat "She came like three times, maybe you could feel happy for her" he muttered, instantly regretting his words "I said shut up!" Rylands face was red as he yelled at his brother yet again.
There was a long, tense silence. You looked between the two identical men, both exactly your type- visually at least. You loved Ryland more than anything, you really did, but despite that, despite the guilt you felt- a dangerous thought crept into your mind. A thought that made you wet again, even though you felt just as sick about it.
"What if...what if we don't let this ruin us?" you said quietly, your voice hesitant. Both of them turned to look at you. "I know it's a crazy thing to say, but we could...maybe, you know..." you looked at Ryland, as if he would continue your sentence for you. "Maybe we could do it...all three? Together?" The words got stuck in your throat, and maybe you shouldn’t have said anything at all. You hoped Grace wouldn't just leave alltogether now.
Ryland stared at you, his expression unreadable. Colt raised an eyebrow, a slight smile spreading across his face "You want your girl to feel good, right? And I'd be grateful if you had a little bit of mercy left for your bother" he sighed dramatically, grasping his chest as if he was wounded like in his stunts "It's been months since I last had such a pretty thing under my hands, I'm dying of thirst over here, Ry"
Grace ignored his brother and took a deep breath, then another. His eyes searched yours through his gold rimmed glasses "You promise this doesn't change anything? That you're still mine?"
You nodded quickly "I promise. I'm yours, Ryland. Only yours" you said and brought your hands to his face, kissing him softly. He leaned into it, and when you pulled back, he hesitated for a long moment, then let out a heavy sigh. "Only if I get to decide what he can and can't do. And if he touches you wrong, I'm stopping this" he muttered against your lips.
Colt couldn't believe that Grace was actually considering it, but he wasn't about to complain one bit! "Wouldn't dream of it, bro" Colt said from behind you, his hands sliding underneath the sheet wrapped around your body to let it slip down your form and pool onto the floor.
Before your world turned into a blurred mess of heat and pleasure, Ryland made sure his brother knew the rules. He forbid him to be inside you, Colt had enough of that for one day- or ever. But he was allowed to kiss your body, make you cum with his tounge or fingers, stick his cock down your throat and grope your tits. Everything else was just for Ryland and Ryland alone, just how it should be, and how it would continue to be after this was over.
The brothers threw you onto the bed, and Colt quickly went in to suck and lick your body, his coarse beard scraping against your heated skin. They tossed and turned you on the bed like a ragdoll to each get a taste of your skin, covering as much ground as possible with their lips and hands.
They handled you onto your knees, where Grace knocked your knees apart, spreading your ass cheeks to watch your pussy flutter, desperate to be full. He rubbed your clit from behind, to which your mouth fell open in a moan, but it was quickly cut off by Colt shoving his dick between your lips. "Open wide for me, baby" he grinned and you did, squealing around him when Rylands familiar thickness pushed into you, sliding into your wet, ready pussy with a groan.
Colts hand wrapped around the back of your head, really just to hold you, as Rylands thrust made you stumble forward slightly, right onto Colts cock. He whined as he looked down at you, watching your eyes tear up from all the sensations you were experiencing.
Grace fucked you like you knew he would, with long, deep but slow strokes that let you feel every vein on his cock, covering the length with your slick arousal and pushing out Colts remaining cum, to which Ryland smiled to himself. There really was only place for one twin in your pussy, and he was making sure it would always be his.
You gagged softly around Colt as a particulary deep thrust from Grace made you want to gasp, completely forgetting you had a mouth full of meat that made it hard to breathe it the first place. The additional tightness made Colt throw his head back "Yeah, take it" he grunted. "You like being the center of attention, don't you? Two cocks for one greedy little girl, so naughty"
Ryland shushed him, stroking your back "Don't shame her, she's allowed to be as greedy as she wants. She deserves it" he muttered in awe, his hips speeding up just a little to watch your back arch. "You're so beautiful like this." he whispered then, and he felt you clench around him tightly. God he had missed you so much, even though it had only been five days. He hadn't imagined that your arrival back would result in this, but he was happy regardless to get to take you, to see you drowning in pleasure.
You mumbled something around Colts dick, to which he pulled out with a wet pop, slowy petting your cheek "What was that, sweetheart?" he asked, panting. You could tell he had been close.
You coughed before you turned to look over your shoulder at Grace "I love you, Ryland" you whined, and it made his heart soar in his chest. He smiled at you, his glasses sitting crookedly on his nose "I love you too, baby. Now, be a good girl and show Colt how good you can swallow"
Colt nearly bursted right then and there "Fuck, for someone who doesn't swear, you've got a filthy mouth, bro" he rasped, his dick slipping back between your lips. You sucked harder, faster, wanting to bring him over the edge, and at the same time you pushed back against Grace, meeting his thrusts. The rhythm built and you braced yourself against Colts thigh with one hand to steady yourself as Ryland picked up the pace, your needy moans vibrating around his cock.
He came pretty quickly after that with a gutteral moan, his cum hot and thick, easing the ache of your raw throat. He watched you swallow everything with ease, just like Grace had said, and he smiled down at you in bliss.
Colt fell against the headboard, enjoying watching the show of your arms being too weak to hold yourself up, so you collapsed onto the bed, your head buried in your arms, mewling and squealing as Grace fucked you, no other man on your mind. He should have stopped this before landing in bed with you, but maybe it had been the slight jealousy he felt towards his little brother, that was younger than him by just a few minutes.
Grace had always been the loser twin, the one that was bullied for being a nerd, the one who couldn't throw hands for the life of him, and the one who rather stuck his nose into a book than to socialize and pick up a few girls, not that they had been particularly interested in him anyway.
And now, look at him. He had a pretty girl, and he did a damn good job at keeping her, something Colt had been struggling with lately. Guess Ryland was something of a late bloomer, while Colt had been a college whore and now failed to make meaningful connections. He smiled to himself. At least his brother was happy now, even though his life started as anything but. Good for him.
Grace couldn't help but cum inside you, spilling into your pussy, your sweet moans egging him on. He slipped out of you, though you hadn't cum yourself. And you were fine with that- being used for the twins pleasure, your pussy began to feel sore anyway. But Ryland wouldn't have that.
He turned your trembling form on your back so you were laying against Colts sweaty chest, while he settled between your legs, pulling them apart and revealing the sticky mess between your thighs. He looked up at you, kissing up your thighs with wet smacks "I need you to come on my face" he muttered, his mouth inching dangerously closer to where you needed him most. "Want to know how you taste stuffed with my cum"
He buried his face between your legs, his tongue cleaning up the mess he had left, his tongue curling around your clit. You screamed, your back arching away from Colt, who quickly held you down by your tits, roughly kneading the soft flesh while his lips suctioned at your neck.
"Who is making you feel good right now, sweetheart?" Colt whispered into your ear, to which you mewled, your hand pulling at Rylands hair "R-Ryland!" you babbled, your hips bucking against his nose, and you felt the coldness of his glasses on your mound, while he smiled against your cunt as he heard you stutter his name so sweetly.
"Ryland! Always makes me feel so good, love him so much, he's so good to me, just want him" you rambled on in a breathy sob, all the different sensations over your body throwing you toward another orgasm.
Grace licked you through it, his tongue firm against your clit, and you came again, and again, until you were a trembling and sobbing mess in Colts arms.
Ryland climbed up your tired body to kiss you, slow and deep, letting you taste the mixture of your arousal and the their cum on his tongue "Say it again." he muttered against your lips. "I only want you" you whispered. "Only you"
Colt helped Ryland clean you up, handling your fucked out body with care. They cleaned up between your thighs carefully, gave you a little massage, made sure you drank something and you were out like a light in minutes. Grace made himself comfortable beside you while Colt got dressed and ready to leave.
But before he was out the door, he turned back to his brother, just staring for a moment, the silence stretching. "Im happy for you, you know. You're very lucky to have her, and she is very lucky to have you" he muttered.
Ryland stared at his brother for a long while before he smiled softly, knodding in gratitude.
"I know"
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I just recently watched The Fall Guy and read a threesome fic like this one on ao3 and i was obsessed! I love the idea that Colt and Ryland are twins who grew up seperately with their mom and dad! And what can i say, i wanna fuck both
It's 2:37 in the morning, like usual, I gotta go to bed in this heatwave and hope that the hype around Ryland hasn't already died out lmao
Lmk how you liked this in the comments and which ryan gosling character you'd like to see a fanfic of next <3
