I wrote and rewrote so much of this many times lol. Hope y'all enjoy!
If you were being honest, hanging out with Colson and Pete was surprisingly docile.
That was, until they got drunk, high, or both. Then, shit went crazy.
You liked the chill nights, too. Sometimes you even preferred them. But the nights when you’d all smoked too much or passed around one too many blunts and fallen asleep on the couch together were fun, too. It depended on your mood.
Tonight, you wanted fun. It had been an exhausting week and you just wanted to unwind in the best way you knew how — getting cross-faded with your boys.
You’d met Colson first, on the set of a movie. Where Colson went, Pete wasn’t far behind, so it wasn’t long before you met the comedian, too. You and Colson had hooked up a few times, but it wasn’t anything serious. You both saw other people and were fine with that.
Pete, on the other hand…you’d had a crush on him for a while. You crushed on both of them, to be honest, but there was something so sweet and comfortable with Pete. He reminded you of friends back home. He made you feel safe. The two of you, however, hadn’t even discussed your relationship in that way, let alone hooked up.
You hadn’t gone into the night with expectations, so when Colson suggested truth or dare, you had to admit you were intrigued.
“Y/N,” he said thoughtfully, pausing to pull from his blunt. “Best sex you’ve ever had. With who, and what happened. Go.”
Your cheeks flushed and you glared at him. He smirked. Cocky bastard. He knew good and well that you’d told him he was the best you’d ever been with. He just wanted to hear you say it in front of him and your mutual friend.
“What am I missing?” Pete asked, looking between the two of you.
“Yeah, Y/N. Enlighten us,” Colson said innocently, blue eyes piercing yours.
You rolled your eyes. “Fine,” you mumbled. “Colson was the best sex I’ve had.” Pete’s eyes widened slightly. You went on. “He was the first and only person to make me squirt.”
“Don’t sound so disappointed,” Colson teased.
“Are you guys fucking with me?” Pete asked.
You snorted. “I wish.”
“No she doesn’t,” Colson retorted.
“You guys have hooked up?” Pete asked, looking back and forth between you and Colson frantically. “When? How many times?”
“Lost count,” Colson replied, followed by a groan from you.
“No way,” Pete said. He shook his head and leaned back on the couch. “Shit. Can’t believe you never told me.”
“We just did,” you said flatly. “Pete, truth or dare?”
Pete looked flustered but he shook his head. “Uh, truth.”
“Have you ever had a threesome?” you asked.
“No,” Pete said, shaking his head.
“Would you ever?” you asked.
Pete shrugged. “Why not?” You bit back a smirk. God, you knew how you wanted tonight to go, but was it just a fantasy? Could it actually happen?
“Colson, truth or dare,” Pete said in a dumb voice, clearly finding the game immature and stupid.
“Dare, man,” Colson said with a smirk. He leaned back in his chair, pushing his hair out of his face as he took another hit.
Pete was eyeing you even though his dare was directed at Colson. “I dare you to kiss Y/N’s most sensitive spot,” he said, and his voice was noticeably lower.
You swallowed hard and glanced at Colson, who appeared calm and relaxed. He got up from his chair and leaned over you on the couch, tucking your hair behind your ear. He dipped his head and parted his lips around the space beneath your ear, twisting his tongue before nipping gently. You were embarrassed at the involuntary whimper that left your mouth.
Colson sat back down. You waited for a truth or dare, but instead, Colson asked Pete. “Dare,” Pete said.
“I dare you to kiss Y/N for at least 10 seconds,” Colson ordered.
Pete wet his lips. Your heart fluttered in your chest. You were about to kiss the guy who you had a mad crush on. You couldn’t help but be excited.
Pete leaned down over you, reminiscent of Colson’s posture just a few moments before, and you looked up at him shyly. He was biting his lip but he let it go as he leaned down, pausing with his lips millimeters from yours. Your breath hitched when he finally kissed you.
The kiss was dizzying in the best way.
His big lips were warm and soft, and the way his tongue teased was making your stomach twist with desire. Your hands went to cup his face and you were just getting into it when Colson called time. As Pete went to sit down, you noticed the bulge in Colson’s gray sweats and you raised a brow at him.
“Colson, dare you to make Y/N moan,” Pete said immediately. You noticed that Pete hadn’t even asked truth or dare, but Colson didn’t seem to mind. He was already leaning over you again, lips on yours. Your breathing was shaky as he kissed his way slowly down your neck, then down your chest, tugging down your tank top to leave kisses between your breasts. You were tense as he kissed his way slowly down your stomach before pushing your tank up and nipping at your hip bone. You could have moaned and put a stop to the dare, but it was no secret that you were enjoying yourself too much to stop things too soon.
You gasped as Colson popped the button on your jeans and tugged them down under your ass. Your cheeks bloomed red as you felt Pete’s eyes on you. You closed your eyes as your jeans were completely removed from your body. Then, you were gasping as Colson pushed open your thighs. The moan that left you when Colson placed a firm kiss over your panties was completely involuntary. He smirked and pulled back. “Easy,” he said, looking up at you.
“Dare you to suck on her tits,” Colson said, glancing at you for consent. “If you’re okay with it, of course, Y/N.” You managed a nod and blushed when Colson laughed.
Pete’s throat bobbed as he came to sit beside you. He rested a gentle hand on your bare thigh. “You sure this is okay?” he asked.
“Y-yeah, it’s okay,” you managed breathlessly.
Pete nodded and pulled you into his lap. He looked up at your face and shook his head almost imperceptibly. “God, you’re beautiful,” he murmured, and then his lips were on your neck again. Your chest heaved as Pete pulled your tank top over your head and tossed it to the floor. His hands slid up your waist and cupped your breasts over your bra, making you whimper slightly.
You heard fabric shifting and you turned around to see Colson palming himself through his sweats. Your eyes widened and he smirked. “Ask Petey if he was being honest earlier,” he said, voice as warm and sweet as honey.
You looked at Pete, brow furrowed, and the brunette smirked. “Yeah, I’ve had a threesome before,” he chuckled.
“Tell her who with,” Colson added, breath hitching as he moved his hand.
“Colson and another girl.” Pete smirked.
“No shit,” you breathed, glancing between them. They met eyes and smirked at each other. You shook your head and looked down at Pete. “You guys suck,” you complained, and Pete’s body rumbled with laughter beneath yours. His big hands were resting comfortably on your hips and his head was resting back against the couch, putting his milky white neck on display.
“Come on, Petey,” Colson coaxed. “A dare’s a dare.”
“Right.” Pete grinned, remembering where he left off. You shivered as big hands went around your back to touch the clasp of your bra. He met your eyes again and you nodded your consent, and then he expertly unhooked your bra. You let it slide down your arms, cheeks red and lips tight as you revealed yourself to him. Pete’s already dark eyes seemed to grow almost black as he took in the sight of you. His hands slid to the arch of your back, pulling you closer to wrap his lips around your nipple. You whimpered, head falling back as his teeth lightly grazed your sensitive bud.
Pete took his time with you. He made sure to give each breast the same amount of attention, sucking and licking and biting gently until you were gasping, thighs shaking slightly. You were panting when Pete pulled back, smirking up at you. You could feel him through his sweats beneath you. You knew at once that the BDE wasn’t just energy. Ariana hadn’t been saying shit vindictively at all. The rumors were true.
You jumped at the sound of Pete’s soft voice, snapping you out of your daze. “Y/N, truth or dare.”
You swallowed, gathering your composure. “D-dare,” you stammered.
Pete’s eyes flickered in the low light. “Pick truth,” he insisted. Colson smirked from where he sat, rolling up a blunt.
Your eyes widened slightly. “Okay. Truth,” you obeyed.
Pete licked his lips. “You ever taken two dicks at once?”
Your eyes widened. Colson set the blunt down, then sat on the couch beside Pete, reaching to pull you into his lap. You settled in with an arm around Colson’s neck, glad you weren’t sober. It made being nearly naked while they were still fully clothed a little easier. Colson’s hand rested on your thigh, thumb stroking gentle circles.
“No,” you said, voice small. “But I would.”
Colson’s head snapped over to meet Pete’s eyes and they smirked devilishly at each other. “Y/N,” Colson said, cupping your cheek so you’d look at him. “Do you trust us?”
“Yes,” you said honestly, nodding.
“Good.” Colson’s voice was soothing as he leaned in to kiss you. You sighed into the kiss, tangling your hand into his blonde locks. He pulled you closer, then flipped you around so you were still on his lap but facing outwards. Pete knelt in front of you then, and your breathing hitched.
“I’ve been wanting to taste you for a very, very long time,” Pete confessed, guiding your panties down your legs. You swallowed hard, wondering if you were dreaming. But no, this was very real. You whimpered and closed your eyes as Colson’s hands cupped your breasts. “Just relax. Let us take care of you.”
Colson’s arms slid beneath your legs, bending your knees and pulling your legs back, opening you up to Pete. Your head fell back onto Colson’s shoulder and your chest heaved as Pete leaned in, burying his face between your legs. Your cheeks reddened at your position, completely vulnerable.
You moaned immediately. Pete’s lips were incredible, and you weren’t surprised at how good it felt. “Does that feel good, baby?” Colson murmured, kissing your neck. You closed your eyes and nodded. “Hey, quit holding back,” Colson insisted. “Don’t go quiet on us. She’s louder than this, Petey.”
Pete hummed his response and your hips jerked at the vibration. Colson groaned softly at the stimulation this brought to his cock. “It’s going to be a long night, Y/N.”
“Fuck,” you squeaked, goosebumps covering your skin at the sensations taking over your body. This was too good to be true. The two men you were most attracted to in the world, about to fuck you. Together. Pete drew his tongue slowly through your folds, gathering the wetness that had gathered there, and then sucked your clit in pulses, causing your back to arch sharply.
“Fuck, my turn,” Colson said, tapping the top of Pete’s head. Pete pulled back and wiped his mouth, getting to his feet. Colson pushed you off of him and you immediately grabbed Pete, pulling him close. He leaned down to kiss you, your head tilting up to reach him. Your hands were under his shirt then, pulling it up, and he helped you yank it over his head. Your hands ran down his chest and stomach and he watched you with desire in his eyes.
Then, you pulled Colson to his feet, pulling him down for a kiss, too. He kissed you back hard, stubble grinding against your face in a painfully pleasurable way. You helped him remove his shirt, too, then looked between the two gorgeous men. Colson, only a couple of inches taller than Pete but with so many more tattoos. Intimidating. Dangerous. Pete, with his soft, brown eyes. Warm. Inviting. You loved their yin and yang and how they worked perfectly together.
Colson leaned down to pick you up, wrapping your legs around his waist. He leaned in to bite gently at your neck, making you roll your head back with a moan. He carried you to his bedroom, Pete close behind, then laid you out on the bed. “Spread your legs,” Colson demanded. “Show me that pretty pussy. That’s it.” His eyes darkened and he bit his lip, palming himself over his sweats. “Touch yourself, Y/N.”
Pete sat in the armchair in the corner and groaned softly as your fingers found your wet pussy. You liked the way that both pairs of eyes were glued to your hand, their lips slightly parted with intrigue. “Fuck, she’s so wet,” Pete told Colson, who just nodded.
Colson grabbed your thighs, yanking you sharply to the edge of the bed, pulling a startled gasp from your lips. He dropped to his knees and pulled your legs over his shoulders, leaning in to get a taste. You moaned and shifted your hips at the pleasure. He and Pete were both great at this in their own ways. Your legs shook against his head, so worked up from Pete’s mouth, followed by Colson’s. You let out a high whine as Colson’s tongue assaulted your sensitive clit.
“Pete,” you said. He met your eyes from where he sat watching, palming his cock. “Come here. Kiss me,” you pleaded. Pete let a gentle smirk grace his face and then he climbed onto the bed, leaning over to kiss you hard, tangling a hand in your hair. Finally, with a gasp, you yanked on Colson’s hair, pulling him away from your sensitive core.
You pushed him off of you and then dropped to your knees, pulling down Colson’s sweats. He helped you by pushing his boxers down. As he stepped out of them, you turned to Pete, helping him discard his own pants and boxers. You were immediately intimidated by the sight of two gigantic dicks in front of you, but you liked a challenge. You wet your lips and started with Pete.
The brunette groaned as you ran your tongue over his balls and up his shaft before sealing your lips around the head. His hand wove into your hair as you pressed your tongue into his slit, drawing a hiss from the brunette’s lips. You gave him attention for a few moments more and then you switched to Colson, mimicking your movements from moments earlier. Colson’s moan was gravelly, his head falling back as you took him in your mouth. His hand went to the back of your head and pulled you onto his dick, causing you to gag. He held you in place, your eyes watering, and when you felt like your air had run out, he released you. You gasped for air, sitting back on your heels.
“What do you think, Pete?” Colson asked, looking down at you. “Do you think we should make her come first or make her work for it?”
“Dunno,” Pete said, biting his lip as he looked down at you. You looked up at them with pleading eyes, throbbing between your legs. You’d never felt so needy or desperate in your entire life. “She’s a bad girl. Wanting to take two at once,” Pete continued.
Colson smirked. “Yeah, true.” He helped you to your feet, then laid on his back, looking at you as he wrapped a hand around his cock. “Hands and knees, pussy in my mouth,” he commanded. Confused, you looked at him, then glanced at Pete. Colson chuckled darkly. “Don’t get too excited,” he said. “You’re not coming.” Your stomach dropped slightly. Pete nodded his head, encouraging you to follow Colson’s instructions, and you hurried onto the bed, guiding yourself to the position Colson had asked for.
Pete followed, climbing onto the bed. “Up,” he demanded, and you pushed yourself upwards, balanced precariously over Colson’s face. Colson grunted in irritation and grabbed your ass, pulling you down so your full weight was on his face. “Good girl,” Pete said with a smirk, climbing onto the bed. He tilted your chin upwards and then you made a surprised sound as he shoved two thick fingers between your lips. You coated them with your spit and he pulled them back harshley.
Pete moved beside you and stroked a hand over the curve of your ass. He pulled your cheeks apart and pressed one finger to your hole, making you gasp sharply. “If you want to take both of us, we need to get you ready,” he explained and you nodded. “You ever taken it in the ass before?”
Colson laughed against you and your jaw dropped, his noise causing you to whine. Pete chuckled. “I’ll take that as a yes.” He bit his lip as he pressed one thick finger slowly inside of you.
“Mm, Pete,” you moaned, digging your nails into his shoulders. Between his finger and Colson’s tongue, you were coming undone quickly.
You barely noticed as Pete added another finger, you were so deep in pleasure. Colson’s tongue moved expertly as Pete reached around to rub at your clit, picking up the pace. You breathed shallowly, feeling yourself start to tighten up. Colson’s finger pressed inside your pussy and you cried out, hips stuttering. One of your hands was clenched in Colson’s hair and the other was wrapped around Pete’s shoulder. You were shaking as they worked you up together, in complete sync.
“Oh fuck, I’m close,” you managed. In unison, the boys removed themselves from you, Colson guiding you off of his face and Pete removing his fingers.
You whimpered in protest as you turned over and sat on the bed. Colson smirked and wiped his mouth. “Patience, baby,” he purred, clutching your face in his big hand and kissing you firmly. “You’ll get yours.”
“Please,” you squeaked, chasing the kiss.
Colson raised a brow. “Please, what?”
You bit your lip, legs trembling and stomach still clenching from how fucking close you’d just been. “Please, fuck me,” you said quietly. Colson moved aside so Pete could crawl over you, shoving your legs apart. Using the hand that hadn’t been loosening you up, he slid a finger inside your pussy and you mewled. He pumped it slowly in and out and then laughed darkly, glancing at Colson.
“Can feel her clenching around me,” he said. “Needy girl needs to come so bad.”
“Mmmm.” Colson hummed, settling on the bed beside you. You barely breathed as you looked over at him, trying your best not to come yet. “You need to come, baby?”
All you could do was nod frantically. The room was starting to grow hot and your vision ebbed slightly. “Mm, fuck,” you whined, feeling yourself clench around Pete’s finger again. “I-I can’t–”
“Hold it,” Pete demanded, dark eyes fixed on yours as he fingered you.
“Pete, f-fuck, I can’t,” you whimpered, back arching as you tried to scoot away from his finger. Just as your high began, Pete pulled back and you let out a frustrated groan, snapping your knees together.
“Alright, that’s enough teasing, I think,” Colson said, reaching for you to straddle him. “Here’s what’s gonna happen, baby girl.” You were having trouble focusing with Pete’s hands running over your curves behind you. “You’re gonna ride me while Pete fucks that tight ass. Got it?”
“Mmph, yeah,” you managed as you heard a familiar click, the sound of the lube bottle being uncapped.
“And you’re not going to come until we give you permission,” he explained.
“B-but–”
“But nothing,” Pete said, giving your ass a firm slap that made you yelp. “You’ll take it and say fucking thank you.”
You nodded, legs trembling as Colson guided you down onto his cock. He pulled you so you were folded over him, giving Pete access to your ass. You gasped sharply as his slicked up head pressed to your hole. You pulsed around Colson ‘s dick as Pete pressed the thick head inside, and you whimpered at the sharpness, closing your eyes.
“Good girl,” Colson cooed, squeezing your breasts and pinching your already sore nipples. Your breathing shook hard when Pete was all the way inside. Fuck. It was happening. One of your greatest fantasies. Two dicks at once. You’d seen it in porn a million times, but the real thing was even better. You were impossibly full with both of them, and you were having a hard time steadying your breathing.
“Hey,” Pete soothed, rubbing your back. “Breathe, Y/N.” Colson tucked a piece of hair gently behind your ear and studied your face. Neither of them wanted to actually hurt you in any way. They wanted you to enjoy this. Finally, you caught your breath and nodded, and then you cried out as Pete retracted his hips and rolled them forward again.
“O-oh fuck,” Colson moaned, gripping your ass to pull your cheeks open more, giving Pete more access. As Pete fucked you, your hips rolled unintentionally forward, helping you to ride Colson without any effort from you. Your eyes were squeezed shut with pleasure as your mouth hung open. You were shameless. There was no other way to be.
After a few minutes, Pete carefully pulled out, panting. “Fuck, that position’s too hard,” he said. Colson patted your ass, telling you to get up, and you did on shaky legs. He scooped you up quickly, wrapping your legs around his waist as he sank you down on him again. You felt Pete behind you, pressing inside again, and god, this was even better. You leaned back, letting Pete hold you under your arms, leaving both boys face to face. They smirked at each other as they timed their thrusts perfectly, working you up.
Your legs trembled around Colson’s hips and all you could do was moan and arch and just take it. But nothing had ever felt better. Your eyes flew open when you felt Colson’s fingers press to your sensitive clit. “O-oh, Jesus, fuck,” you gasped, legs fighting to close. “C-Col–”
“Yeah, baby, fuck,” Colson moaned, brow furrowing. “You like being fucked by two guys at the same time?”
“Mm, yeah she does, little slut,” Pete said, massaging your breasts. Your orgasm was sneaking up again, or racing towards you, rather. Both boys moaned in unison when they felt you contracting around them.
“Please!” you spat out, trying to wriggle away from the pleasure. “Let me come, I’m so c-close!”
“What do you think, Pete?” Colson teased, still rubbing tight circles on your clit as they thrusted.
Your whines and moans were ignored. “Hmm,” Pete said, twisting your nipples lightly. “I think she’s earned it.”
“Yeah,” Colson agreed, biting his lip. “Go ahead and come, baby.”
That was all you needed. Your body bowed and your vision whited out as your orgasm ripped through you, more intense than any you’d ever felt before. The intensity made you go boneless in their arms, panting and fucked out.
Colson chuckled, holding your legs to his hips. “Let’s get her on the bed,” he told Pete. They pulled out of you and settled you on the bed. You panted but smiled up at them, feeling so satisfied and exhausted.
You bit your lip, looking between them. “Hey,” you said shyly.
Pete hummed in response and Colson asked, “What babe?”
“Will you…I want you both to…” Your words tapered off and you bit your lip again.
“Nah, don’t be shy now, girl,” Colson said with a grin. “Tell us what you want.”
“Want you both to…to come all over me,” you blurted. Pete and Colson made eye contact, smirking, and together, they got on their knees. You watched in awe as each man curled his hand around his cock and started jerking, slow at first, then faster as their breathing intensified.
“Fuck, touch yourself,” Pete demanded. Thankful for his permission, you let your hand drift down between your legs. You couldn’t get enough of them over you, panting and grunting and moaning as they brought themselves closer and closer.
Pete was the first one to come. “Oh shit,” he gasped, hips stuttering as he painted white ribbons on your chest and face, falling forward onto a hand. His orgasm encouraged yours, and you whined out, squirming as you came again. This was the catalyst for Colson, and he groaned lowly, shuddering as he came hard, his cum mingling with Pete’s.
Pete collapsed beside you and Colson went into the bathroom for a towel. After he cleaned you up, he pulled you to his chest and Pete snuggled up behind you. You yawned as Colson’s chest rumbled as he laughed. “Was that what you wanted?”
“Fuck yes,” you breathed.
Pete grinned and pressed a kiss to your shoulder. “Yeah, that’s happening again,” he remarked. You and Colson nodded in agreement.
As you fell asleep, so exhausted and satisfied, you found yourself smiling at the prospect of many more late nights with Pete and Colson, far from docile.
Mir ist bewusst, dass es nicht immer einfach zwischen uns ist - Wir streiten, wir schreien, wir schweigen. Und weißt du was? Das ist okay. Bei wem läuft es schon 24/7, die ganze Zeit über gut? Die Hauptsache ist nur, dass wir auch obwohl wir immer wieder mal Krisen haben, stets zueinander zurück finden und uns nicht aufgeben, nur weil es einfacher wäre. Das ist es nämlich worauf es ankommt. In schwierigen Situationen stark zu bleiben!
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