LMAO bestie it’s your gif! anyways, here’s my attempt at filth and plot.
Their relationship starts out platonic. Just weekly hangouts on Friday nights. But things slowly become more intimate, spilling over into the romantic. Suddenly Terry, Ana, and Joe are exploring a new relationship and new sides to themselves.
Chapter 1: All of this silence and patience, pining in anticipation (word count: 3k)
Chapter 2: My hands are shaking from all this (word count: 5.9k)
Ummm, a taglist, I guess? Starting with you, bestie! Anybody who wants to be added is free to ask.
oop, missed this. alas, it was not horny fun times. it was fluid-from-my-ovarian-follicles-leaking-into-my-abdomen-and-chest-cavity times. very deeply unpleasant.
this journey is never getting better, i have somehow died and am now in hell. i keep trying to get a viable embryo and it keeps not happening and then i have to try again only for it to not happen again, and so on.
(we don’t actually know that these 3 embryos are chromosomally abnormal yet, but… i do. i know. in my bones.)
supposedly he’s sticking around for a bit, but they’re keeping under wraps for how long? i obviously want them to go back on firing him but also what a dick thing to do to an employee
Welp. @sinful-muses convinced me into it. I’ve officially made a NSFW side blog for the *extra* horny shit. (Yeah we’re already horny on main here but this will be the stuff i hover over & then think “they’re here for fanfic. I better not”) DM me for the link (anyone over 18 who’s not a creep is welcome)
Terry Bruno x Joe Velasco
Terry Bruno x fem!reader
Joe Velasco x fem!reader
warnings: language, smut, steamy make out session, teasing, spanking, hand jobs, face sitting, a tiny bit of cum play, slightly rough sex.
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A beam of sunlight was streaming through the curtains and no matter which way you shifted or how deep you buried your face into Joe’s neck, it was still right there, glaring across your eyes. Silently grumbling, you pulled your head up to find both boys still sleeping soundly, blissfully unaware of the assault the sun was causing as they snored softly. Joe had his arm tossed over your midsection; half curled around you with Terry on his side behind him, hand resting on the other man’s hip. Rather than try to get back to sleep you gently shifted Joe’s arm and slipped from the bed, scooping up whatever clothing you could find that was appropriate to leave the apartment in.
Terry’s ears pricked up at the sound of the apartment door swinging shut, letting out a groan as he shifted on the bed, his hand wrapping further around Joe, subconsciously tugging him to him. He wasn’t totally awake yet, able to fall back asleep but also ready for the noise he thought was going to start coming from the outer side of the apartment. When he was met with silence, sleep started to return until Joe grunted softly, rolling over to face him and in the process wrapped his arm around the other man, burying his face into the crook of Terry’s neck. Joe shifted, stretching his body out as he got comfortable, his skin brushing against the other mans, his breath hot against his shoulder. Terry’s arm was already slung over him, squeezing softly, fingertips trailing up and down his spine and Joe let out a quiet groan as he started to come to, dick twitching between his legs.
“Morning.” Terry murmured, his voice raspy with sleep before his lips brushed Joe’s temple.
“Morning.” He replied, shifting just enough to glance over his shoulder, “where’d she go?”
“No clue. Just left though.”
“Mmm.” Joe shifted, stretching out a leg and in doing so his half hard cock brushed against the other man’s thighs.
“You alright over there?” Terry asked with a smirk, rolling his hips toward Joe who let out a groan at the feeling of their cocks rubbing together.
“Could be better.”
“Well, c’mere.”
Terry’s fingers scratched at his scalp softly before his hand tickled down the side of his cheek, tilting his face up to his and capturing his lips in a kiss. Joe couldn’t help but moan into it, their lips moving together lazily as the morning sunlight washed over them. It was calm and soothing, Terry’s hands caressing his body in a way he wasn’t used to, a way that was sending tingles dancing under his skin, causing his dick to harden between them. Joe parted his lips with a sigh, eagerly accepting the other man’s tongue into his mouth, his own rolling against it as they leisurely explored each other.
Joe’s hand squeezed at the other man’s side before his fingers tentatively began to explore Terry’s back. Trailing gently up and down, drawing aimless patterns into his skin that left goosebumps in their path. His free hand snuck between them, moving upwards and around Terry’s head, squeezing softly at the back of his neck before sinking into his curls. Terry let out a sigh into Joe’s mouth and when the younger man tugged gently on his hair he couldn’t help but groan into the kiss. Joe kept one hand tangled into his hair, the other one creeping down his back, groping at the curve of his ass, eager to feel the soft skin beneath his fingers.
Terry felt himself pulse and he nipped at Joe’s lower lip, tongue sweeping over the bite as he rolled the other man onto his back. His hand slid around the back of his head, threading into his hair as his tongue dove into his mouth and he slotted his thigh between Joe’s legs. His other hand danced between their bodies, slowly tracing every inch of available skin, barely brushing over his nipples.
Joe let out a groan when Terry shifted, his thigh brushing against his throbbing cock and his head dropped into the pillows. Terry took advantage, his eyes drinking in the other man, eyes softly shut as his lips parted, slow pants coming from them and he chuckled. Rather than return to his lips Terry ducked his face down, nipping his earlobe,
“So hot like this pretty boy.” He husked, his mouth slowly starting the journey down his neck.
First soft kisses, lips pressed against tender skin before they sucked on it, gently moaning as he did so and he could feel Joe shivering underneath him. He scraped his teeth over Joe’s neck and the younger man let out a low swear, his fingers digging into Terry’s waist. His lips curved up into a smirk as he continued to suck and lick his way down Joe’s neck, his hands ghosting up Joe’s torso and when his fingers pinched the other man’s nipples he let out a louder swear.
“Shit.”
Terry chuckled, “so sensitive. Should I keep going?”
Joe’s eyes flickered open, green boring up into blue with a sense of neediness hidden behind them as he shook his head, wanting something else instead “can I touch you?”
“Of course, baby.” Terry replied with a soft smile, rolling over to drop onto his back, “you can do whatever you want, you know my safe word.”
Joe rolled over, bracing himself on either side of Terry’s body as he leant down to kiss him, his tongue surging into his mouth and he couldn’t help but groan, rutting against the other man’s thigh.
“I wanna make you come.” He mimicked Terry’s movements from earlier, slowly kissing down the other man’s neck, “want to make you feel how good you made me feel last night.”
“You’re more than welcome to.” Terry replied with a grin, his hand reaching out to the nightstand, grabbing the bottle of lube, clenching around it when Joe’s teeth sunk into the crook of his neck. “Fuck pretty boy…”
Joe pulled away, taking the bottle from him as he sat up in the bed, sheets falling down around his knees to leave both of them exposed to the morning light. There was a near hesitancy written across his face before he opened the bottle, squirting some of the liquid into his hand.
“I’m uh… not really sure—”
Terry laughed lightly, reaching up to squeeze at his thigh, “don’t overthink it. Just touch me like you’d want to be touched.”
Joe nodded, letting out a breath as he tried to relax himself, he knew what he liked, it shouldn’t be that different. He knew how to finger a pussy with precision and he had no clue what that felt like from the other perspective, this he had insider knowledge about.
Smearing the lube between his hands he shifted onto his knees, hand coming between Terry’s leg, watching as his breath caught in his throat, letting out a low hiss when Joe’s slick hand wrapped around his length. Joe bit back a moan the feeling of Terry’s cock in his hand, thick, heavy and hard as it slid through his fingers.
“Fuck.” Terry groaned, his eyes falling shut when Joe’s hand began to move, squeezing softly, “yeah. Just like that.”
The praise urged him on even more, his hand moving up and down faster, stroking him with ease as Joe’s mouth practically watered. He was used to seeing Terry in this state but it was usually with your mouth wrapped around him, or his cock buried in your cunt. Being the one causing it sparked a whole new and different level of desire pulsing through his body. Joe moaned when Terry’s cock throbbed in his hand and he knew he needed more contact, leaning over his body to suck at his neck again. Terry’s hands instantly threaded through his hair, scratching at his scalp,
“You’re so good sweetheart.”
Joe’s hand squeezed around him, his wrist beginning to twist in the way he liked, his lips curving up into a grin when Terry let out a low swear at the sensation. He dared to move his mouth lower, kissing and licking across his collarbone, lips wrapping around Terry’s nipple and the older man swore, his hips jolting up off the bed.
“Fuck, pretty boy.”
Joe hand barely left his cock, smearing the lube between them so his other hand could shift up, playing with Terry’s balls as he continued to stroke him. As much as he wanted to keep his mouth on him, he couldn’t resist, sitting up on his knees to watch the effect he had on the other man. Terry was lost to the pleasure, though not entirely, his lips parted as he panted, hips lazily thrusting into Joe’s hand but he was still aware enough to hear the apartment door click open. A few moments passing before footsteps were echoing down the hallway through the open door and he could practically feel you watching before you finally spoke.
“Well shit,” the grin on your face was apparent in your words, “I sure hope I’m not interrupting.” Joe’s head swiveled in direction of the door, his hand not stopping its motion as Terry groaned and you chuckled softly. “Should I leave you two alone?”
Terry grunted, his eyes finally cracking open, “would be pretty rude to kick you out of your own bedroom.”
“I mean you didn’t even bother to close the door.” You pointed out.
“How about you come sit on my face then?” Terry offered with a grin.
“I won’t say no to that.” You looked to Joe who nodded eagerly and it only took a few seconds for you to cross the room, stripping out of your clothes.
“Christ.” Joe swore as you crawled onto the bed, pressing a kiss first to Terry’s lips and then to his.
“Ready?” You asked, looking down to Terry who nodded.
“Always.” He groaned, hips rocking into Joe’s touch, “three thigh slaps to tap out.”
You pinched his chin, “good boy.”
Before he could protest your sneaky slip into control you swung a leg over his face, quickly settling over his head and only a second later his hands were on your hips, yanking you down so your cunt was sinking onto his mouth.
“Oh fuck!” You cried out as Terry wasted no time diving right in.
His tongue swiped through your folds, moaning into your pussy, the vibrations sending shocks through your entire body. He flicked at your clit and you gasped, your head dropping back as your hands began to grope your chest. Behind you Joe let out a groan and you felt Terry’s body buck. Suddenly you wished you had positioned yourself the other direction so you could watch Joe jerk him off.
The thought only lasted another second on your mind before Terry’s lips closed around your clit, sucking it into his mouth while his hands grasped your waist, encouraging you to ride his face. Your fingers shot out, clenching around the headboard as your moans got louder and louder, your body rocking faster over Terry’s mouth.
“Fuck that’s hot.” Joe groaned, his hand squeezing tighter around Terry who responded with another grunt vibrating through your pussy.
“More….” You moaned, one of your hands shifting downward, tangling into Terry’s hair and you tugged ever so lightly.
Beneath you he grunted, his tongue surging through you as his nose bumped your clit and your hips jumped, a hitch of breath escaping you. Terry’s hands squeezed at your ass, spreading your cheeks before spanking you, pulling a shudder from your body. You were about to open your mouth again when Joe twisted his wrist just right and Terry’s voice came out, muffled between your legs.
“Jesus Christ.”
“She has to come first, right?” Joe asked, “that’s the rule?”
You nearly cackled, grinding down on Terry’s face as his own words came back to bite him in the ass, glancing over your shoulder to Jose with a wicked grin on your face. “Good boy.”
You’d barely finished your sentence when Terry went into overdrive and you let out a yelp. His mouth shifted up and he bit your clit, just enough to know that you loved it, but more than enough to know you would be trembling from then on. Still sensitive and slightly sore from all the spanking the previous night, throbbing between his lips as he sucked it into his mouth.
“Oh, fuck Ter…” Your hand shot out, clenching around the headboard once again and Joe watched as your knuckles began to whiten.
Terry, never one to give up quickly, sunk a hand between your legs just under his chin so he could slip two fingers deep into your cunt. All he had to do was curl them, barely shifting them inside you as you continued to rock on his face, faster and faster. The hand he had gripped around your waist squeezed harder, urging you to press down as his tongue continued to work you. Each time your hips rolled over his mouth Joe’s hand stroked his cock, Terry’s hips rocking up to match the rhythm. It was with all three of you in tandem that you started to reach your peak.
“That’s it princess.” Joe purred from behind you, “let go, come all over his face, let him taste you.”
Terry’s cock absolutely throbbed in the other man’s hand, a loud and long, drawn out moan coming from the back of his throat that sent vibrations surging through you, shooting down to the tips of your toes as your entire body tensed.
“Fuck!” You shoved yourself back, pushing against Terry’s iron clad grip on your hips, barely managing it in time before you squirted, juices dripping down across his heaving chest. His hands shot out, one slapping your hip while the other pinched your nipple in retaliation.
“I didn’t tap out.” He gasped, struggling to keep his eyes open and Joe continued to work his cock.
“Think you need to squirt all over his fucking face next time.” Joe commented, his dick pulsing between his legs as you let out a laugh, dropping down to the bed beside Terry.
“Oh, whatever he wants, he gets.” Your hand slid up Terry’s chest, flicking his nipple and he hissed, “isn’t that right.”
“Do that again,” he groaned, “oh fuck Joe, don’t you dare fucking stop.”
Joe nearly growled, a heat coursing through his body now that he knew what he was doing was making Terry feel that good. He watched you continue to toy with the other man while his wrist twisted, thumb brushing over the head of Terry’s cock, catching every single drop of pre-cum that threatened to escape, smearing over his length. One of Terry’s hands was clutched in the bedspread, the other digging into the skin of your thigh. You leant over him, pressing kisses to his neck, your teeth biting into his skin.
“You gonna come for us? Gonna show pretty boy just how fuckin’ hot you are for him? How much you love the way he’s jerking you off?”
“Shit.” Terry’s hips jumped off the bed right as his body tensed, ropes of cum spurting out of the head of his cock as he groaned, his thighs quaking.
“Fuck…” Joe could feel his mouth watering, his cock was so hard between his legs he thought he might actually come without being touched, by just watching Terry come undone thanks to his doing.
You let out a soft giggle, pinching Terry’s nipple again as you sat up and that earned you another swift spank, a yelp coming from your lips as you leant lower over his body. Joe watched with wide eyes as your fingers swept through the streaks of white painted across Terry’s stomach, picking up your hand as the cream dripped from your fingertips back to his skin.
“Did you not want a taste?” You asked and Bruno’s eyes shot open just in time to watch Joe’s lips wrap around your cum slicked fingers.
The younger man let out a groan neither of you had ever had the pleasure of hearing before, his tongue lapping against your fingers. He sucked them deeper into his mouth, practically whimpering as you started to thrust them in and out, twirling them around so he could lick every inch of them.
“Looks like pretty boy’s already practicing how to suck your cock.” You taunted, glancing over your shoulder to Terry.
You barely had time to laugh, a squeal leaving your lips as Joe’s hands yanked on your waist, flipping you onto your stomach as he kneeled with one leg on the bed, the other foot propped up behind you. A swift spank to your cunt that you moaned at, your head dropping into your forearms and Joe buried his cock as deep as it could go into your pussy.
“Oh my god Jose.”
“So. Fucking. Hot.”
Each word was accented with a thrust of his hips, one that drove you further up the bed as he began pounding into you. It was completely apparent that he didn’t care about making you come again, you were just there, something warm and wet for him to use as he chased his own orgasm. Even as soon as the first thrust you could feel his cock pulsing inside you and you squeezed your walls around him, harder and harder each time.
“Shit!” He swore, his hips faltering as he stilled behind you, a loud growl coming from the back of his throat when he collapsed over you, crushing you into the mattress.
You could feel each pulse of cum spurting out and it felt like more than he’d given you in the past, enough to start slowly leaking around his softening cock and down into the sheets. His dick tremored as a little whimpered echoed right into your ear, his body shivering as it started to cool in the morning air.
“Fuck,” you chuckled, reaching around to squeeze at his side, “pretty boy just went fucking feral.”
“Sorry.” Joe’s voice had a sheepish tone to it as he suddenly came crashing down to earth, gently shifting off you, his leaking cock slipping from your used pussy.
“It’s okay.” Smiling, you rolled over as you sat up, stroking a hand over his cheek, “I kinda liked it.”
“Yeah?” He glanced between the two of you, Terry grinning as he sat up.
“That was pretty fucking hot sweetheart.”
Joe’s cheeks flushed at the new pet name he seemed to have earned that morning, a warmth blooming through him that wasn’t there before.
“Now, did you tire yourself out, or are you finally ready for the breakfast I picked up?” You asked and as the boys laughed, Joe’s stomach let out a grumble.
“Looks like someone worked up an appetite.” Terry teased and you hopped off the bed, tossing a pair of briefs in his direction.
“C’mon, eat now, we can shower and nap later.”
“Promise?” The older man groaned, swinging his legs off the side of the bed and you laughed.
“Cross my heart.”
*
A few hours later the three of you were sprawled across your sectional, cups of iced coffee refilled after breakfast had been eaten. Somehow, long, luxurious showers had all been taken individually, leaving you all feeling fresh and relaxed as you enjoyed your day off. Sunshine and a cool breeze flowed in through the open windows, the sound of the city streets echoing from down below as you caught up on a few shows, bantering along with each other as you usually would.
You were propped up in the corner of the sectional, one leg tucked underneath you while the other extended out onto the freestanding cushions. Joe was draped over you, arms around your waist, his head in your lap as one of your hands played with his hair. Terry was on your other side, sipping his coffee with one of his legs half under him while the other foot brushed against the floor. His free arm lay across the back of the couch, hand occasionally curling around the nape of your neck. The couch buzzed, Joe’s phone going off where it was wedged between him and your thigh. He groaned, digging it out to open the text, swiping through the couple of messages on the screen.
“Grace?” You asked without even looking up from the television.
“Yeah.” He replied with a yawn as he sat up, “told her we’d meet for happy hour. Said she has ‘news’.”
“Probably ready to admit her and Tamin are dating.” You replied, stretching out your arms and shaking out the leg Joe had been lying on and Terry laughed.
“About time.”
“I’ll see you guys later.” Joe pocketed his phone, shoving his wallet back into his other pocket before leaning over the couch, pressing a kiss to your lips before you twisted to drop into Terry’s lap. Joe didn’t even have time to think about hesitating, Terry’s fingers linking with his, squeezing encouragingly in a prompt for the younger man to lean down again and you watched with a smile as he kissed him goodbye.
“Have fun.”
“Be safe.”
“You sure you’re good with me leaving you with this one?” Joe asked, you laughed and Terry scoffed.
“Yeah.” You pinched his thigh, “he can make me dinner.”
“Oh yeah?” Terry looked over his shoulder to your kitchen, “what’re my choices? Ramen, kraft dinner and Alphagetti?”
“Call me when you want some real food.” Joe laughed from your doorway as he tugged on his jacket and picked up his helmet.
“Enjoy your interrogation.” You called back, though Joe barely caught it through the shutting door, running out of time to question it.
Terry’s hand soothed down your arm, gently playing with your fingers, his thumb brushing over your knuckles and you felt a warmth blooming through your body. Joe was the softie, the cuddler who had to have a hand on you at all times, it wasn’t often Terry was the one sharing the behaviour. He picked up your hand, leaving a kiss in your palm and the moment didn’t last much longer.
“You’re not actually going to make me cook, are you?”
“’Course not moneybags, you’re buying takeout.”
From your spot in his lap you shot him a devilish grin, shrieking when his hands closed around your waist so he could flip you over, spanking your ass in retaliation.
Joe Velasco x Terry Bruno x fem!reader
warnings: language, smut, threesome, teasing, anal play, anal fingering, butt plugs, fingering, blow jobs, hand jobs, cum play/snowballing, dom/sub dynamics, minor teasing, spanking, pussy spanking, double penetration (fingers/plugs).
6.9k and i'm not sorry.
When the weekend finally rolled around the three of you managed to finagle clocking out at the same time. An early off for you with the promise of babysitting next week, Bruno filing for OT and Velasco punching out at his predicted time of seven. When you pushed through the precinct doors the burst of fresh city air seemed to awaken you, invigorating your senses after a long day of dull paperwork and staring at screens. Knowing you all had the next two days off seemed to brighten spirits, steps slowing the further you got from the building.
“Bar?” Velasco asked, turning back to the two of you.
“I could use a drink.” Bruno agreed, looking over to you.
Your head tilted, examining the boys, “do we really have to fuck around with the formalities right now guys?” You asked and they glanced towards each other, causing you to roll your eyes. “We all know the end game here, how about skipping the bar and awkward conversations trying to figure out whose apartment to go to? I’ve got food and beer at my place, let’s just jump right into the privacy for once.”
“Someone’s impatient.” Terry grinned, wincing when you punched him in the shoulder.
“Maybe I just don’t want to subject myself to the general public tonight. Now are you driving or are you getting in my car?”
“I’ve got my bike.” Joe pointed over his shoulder, “I can pick up take out so you don’t have to cook.”
“Perfect.” You smiled at him, turning to move toward your personal car.
“I’m riding with you, took the subway in.” The other man replied, turning to Joe, “swing by Sesamo? It’s on the way and has that agnolotti you liked so much.”
“Oh good call.” Joe gave a little salute before pulling on his helmet and starting up the bike, tearing out of the parkade with a bit of a head start.
Terry followed you over to your car, sliding into the passenger seat as you turned down the radio from your morning drive in. He made a teasing remark on your music choice and you simply stuck your tongue out in return, pulling out onto the main road. You let out a happy sigh, relaxing into your seat at the thought of a few days off, not having to worry about work, rolling the windows down to really take advantage while you could.
“So, what’s the game plan?” Terry asked a few blocks from the precinct.
“Game plan?” You laughed, glancing over at him, “I didn’t exactly have one. I just want to wind down with a few drinks and my good friends. Hopefully have an orgasm or two. Figured you guys were in the same spot.”
“After what I pulled on Monday I thought you might have come up with something.”
Your eyes widened this time, “what the fuck did you pull on Monday?”
“Velasco didn’t mention anything to you?”
“No.” You shook your head, “I was mainly kidding when I stopped by with food.” Your fist shot out, punching his arm again and he grunted.
“What did you do?”
Terry shrugged, an all too familiar smirk on his lips, “I… may have just… riled him up a bit… encouraged him in the right direction.”
“Oh Jesus Christ.” You huffed, glancing over your shoulder before changing lanes, “you told some super explicit story didn’t you?”
“Might have. We chatted about ass play. Told him you were a greedy little slut for it.”
The next look you gave him was half heated, half a glare, “well… that is an idea.”
“Oh?” His eyes darkened and you swatted your hand in his direction again.
“Don’t get ahead of yourself, no one’s fucking anyone’s ass tonight. But I’ve never broken out the plugs with Joe, could be a good stepping stone.”
“And here you were scolding me for teasing the boy.”
“Just don’t be mean to him, okay?” You asked, a genuine softness in your eyes when you looked over at him at a red light. “He just wants to experiment and discover some new stuff he might be into.”
“I can be mean to you though, right?” He asked with a devilish grin and you rolled your eyes.
“As long as you remember my safe word.”
*
It didn’t take long for half empty take out containers to be forgotten, trails of clothing scattered starting at the couch leading all the way down the hallway into your bedroom. Beer bottles perched on dresser corners or nightstands, overhead lighting turned off, an amber glow washing through the room.
Standing at the foot of the bed Terry had a hand around the top of your throat, not squeezing, just guiding you into the fiery kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth while Joe sucked on your neck from behind. Someone’s hands were playing with your tits, rolling your nipples between forefinger and thumb while your pussy began to flutter. Joe was already half hard, cock pressing against your ass while you palmed at Terry’s. One of his hands snuck around to your back side, squeezing at the globe of your ass and you were reminded of what your task at hand was supposed to be. He started to massage, squeezing and relaxing the flesh, stepping toward you as he ground against you, letting out a groan into the kiss. Your teeth sunk into Terry’s lower lip, pulling back from the kiss before letting it pop out of your mouth and he grunted.
“Fuck princess.”
“And you thought I was the one who needed patience?” You scolded, squeezing at his waist gently before stepping away, leaving Velasco whining on the other side of you. “Hold on pretty boy.” You turned in his arms, kissing him softly and he relaxed into the embrace, a sturdy arm wrapping around your waist, hoisting you toward him. Your hands slid up his chest, pushing back gently on his shoulders, looking up into his darkened eyes, “I’ve got something I want to show you.”
“Oh?” He raised a brow at the smile on your face, watching intently as you crossed the room to your dresser, pausing to tag a swig of beer before you dug through a drawer.
You turned back to the boys with a small sparkly make up bag in your hands, a smirk on your lips as you sauntered back across the room to them.
“Let’s try something new tonight.” You suggested, “you’re curious about things… and I like to have my ass played with. Might be a nice way for you to get some proof that when it’s done right, god” Joe watched your eyes roll back in pleasure at just the thought of it, “does it ever feel good.”
You unzipped the bag to reveal a three set of plugs with cute little heart gems on the bases and a bottle of lube. You picked up the smallest one, showing it off to him before sucking it into your mouth, your eyes not leaving his for a second as you moaned around it. Tipping your head back slightly you slowly let it pop out of your mouth, your lips parted perfectly and he ached to replace the plug with his thumb.
“What’d you say? You want to put one in me?” You asked and Joe nodded so fast he nearly made himself dizzy.
“Fuck yes.”
“Good boy.” You smiled, cupping his cheek as you leant up to kiss him, your free hand palming at his cock while the other slipped the toy bag into his hand. You patted his cheek gently before turning around, “Ter, why don’t you show him how we like to get started.”
“Yes ma’am.” He grinned, draining his beer before he pushed off the side of the dresser and prowled over to the bedside. He pinched your chin between his thumb and forefinger, dropping a quick kiss to your lips before swatting at your hip, “you know the drill, on your stomach princess.”
You dropped onto the bed, positioning yourself on your stomach so your hips were on the edge of the bed, your legs dangling off, feet brushing against the floor. You let out a happy hum, crossing your arms under your head, laying on your cheek so you could still somewhat watch the action going on behind you.
Terry turned to Joe, picking the bottle out of the bag in the other man’s hand, “lube first, you already know that.” He popped the cap, raising it above your body before squeezing the bottle, watching as it dripped between your ass cheeks, slipping down onto the sheets and between your legs. You couldn’t help but let out a quiet hiss, your eyes briefly shutting at the sensation. “If you feel like being extra nice you can warm it up in your hands first, but we all know she likes it a little cold at the start.”
“Mhmm.” The other man nodded, eyes trained on Terry.
Terry dropped a dollop of lube into his hand, using it to coat his fingers completely before stepping toward you and his hand pet between your legs, running through your pussy all the way to your ass, pressing softly. With two fingers he rubbed them back and forth between your ass cheeks, fingertips tracing your hole and you couldn’t help but whine.
“Fuck…” you muttered, pushing back into his touch.
Joe let out a breath, feeling himself twitch as his heart rate picked up, “you’re right. She is impatient.”
Terry barked out a laugh, continuing his ministrations has he looked over at the younger man, “you already knew that.”
“Took less time than normal.” He shrugged.
“That’s just how much she likes this.” He smirked, swatting at your ass. He looked to Joe, nodding between the two of you as an instruction for him to repeat it but harder.
Joe did as he was asked, using the back of his hand to collide with the flesh of your ass and you groaned, hips waggling back towards them. Terry raised a brow and the second time Joe spanked you with his palm, hard and heavy, leaving a pleasurable sting against your flesh.
“Isn’t that right darlin’?” Terry asked, spanking you again, his slick fingers smacking against your ass and you moaned, “little slut just loves being fucking toyed with.”
“Yes.” You groaned out, your back arching when his hand cupped between your legs, slowly dragging inch by inch upwards, between your cheeks and pressing against your hole. “Please, sir.”
“Relax for me princess.” The tips of Terry’s fingers pressed against you and you let out a sigh, sinking deeper into the plush covers of your bed, a happy grin your lips. “Good girl.”
In tandem with the praise, he gave you, Terry slipped a coated finger in as Joe watched with bated breath. It sunk into your ass easily, more than enough lube smeared all around. You hummed happily as Terry slowly moved his finger out then all the way back in.
“That good baby?” Joe asked, his hand ghosting up and down your thigh.
“Yes.” You moaned back, eyes catching Terry’s before fluttering shut, “more, please.”
“Patience.” He scolded, spanking you with his free hand and you whimpered, “you’re doing so good for me. How about you don’t fucking ruining it now?”
“Sorry sir.”
Terry started slowly fucking your ass with one finger, pumping in and out of you as your breath picked up. Out of the corner of his eye he glanced at Joe, his lips forming a smirk when he saw how intensely the other man was watching. He moved his finger a few more times, sinking deeper into you while you moaned harder.
“See how good she’s taking it?” He asked and green eyes shot up to meet his.
“Yeah.” He nodded, eyes shooting back down to your ass where Terry’s finger continued to move.
“Why don’t you play with her cunt?” He suggested, “see how fucking wet she is over this.”
Joe nodded, probably too eagerly but they were past the point of him caring by now. He promptly dropped to his knees beside the bed so he could still watch while Terry fingered your ass. His hand slid up your thigh, spreading your legs even wider, hooking your foot around his knee so your cunt was on display for him. His hand snuck under Terry’s, palming at your pussy and he was met with warm wetness, juices smearing across his hand.
“Fuck querida.” He muttered, “you really fucking like this.”
“Mmmhmmm...” you nodded.
Your body rocked back into the double touch as Joe palmed at your pussy. His thumb slid down through your lips, pressing against your clit, rubbing slow circles against it and he became so entranced by the way you glimmered in the low light of the bedroom he didn’t even notice Terry slipping a second finger into your ass. You couldn’t help it, letting out a low moan as your back arched, pushing your hips up off the bed in a feeble attempt for Bruno to sink deeper into you.
“Oh, fuck Ter…” You groaned and Joe managed to pull his eyes away from your pussy long enough to watch the way the other man was sinking two fingers into you, gently twisting them with a twirl of his wrist.
“God I almost forgot how much of a little whore you are for this.” Terry chuckled, thrusting as deep as he could.
Joe hand pressed against your pussy and he could practically feel you vibrating under the touch, a little whimper coming from your lips as to pressed back into his hand, your stomach lifting off the bed.
“Please.” You whispered, eyes fluttering open to catch his gaze, a near pout on your lips and he wasn’t about to deny you, easily sinking two fingers into your dripping cunt.
Joe sunk his fingers deep into you, groaning when your pussy squeezed around him. His eyes darted between where his hand fucked you and where Terry’s fingers were dipping into you. It only took a few moments before he was matching Terry’s pace, thrusting slow and steady into you, taking his time to really explore and stretch you out. His fingers began to curl, your breath catching when they brushed over the sensitive spot on your walls.
“Jus’ feels s-so good.”
Terry smirked, twirling his fingers again, watching the way your body shivered, “you like both your holes played with?” You nodded feverishly against the bed, your eyes scrunched shut as you let out a series of moans, “dirty girl.”
Joe scissored his fingers, pumping deeper into you before pulling them out, smearing your juices around your pussy and you let out a whine. Less than a second later he sunk three fingers back into your pussy and your body jolted.
“Oh fuck! Yes!”
Pleasure was building deep in your gut, sending out sparks that danced just under your skin from your head to your toes, a tingling sensation that made you want to feel electrified. Terry’s fingers were strong and steady, pumping into you almost lazily as he warmed you up. Joe moved with only a fraction more force, still lazily fingering you, taking his time to explore your pussy like he’d never touched you before. Like he wanted to feel every inch of you before even thinking about making you come, that the moments of watching you tremor and shiver, soaking the sheets between your legs was the superior reward. The dual sensation felt incredible, Terry’s fingertips pressed down and a chuckle broke free from his lips.
“Feel that?” He asked and it was only when he repeated the motion that Joe realized he was talking to him and he swore.
“Shit.” He muttered, feeling the other man do it again before tilting his head in a nod.
Joe matched the movement, pressing his fingertips against Terry’s, running them along the back wall of your pussy and you shuddered.
“Fuck...”
When he did it again, his knuckles dragged over your g-spot and your body jumped off the bed, a cry leaving your lips. The boys continued to toy with you, fingers diving in and out over and over again, curling and pressing, twisting and stretching your holes until you were coated in a sheen of glimmering sweat. The peak of pleasure was teetering right at the edge and you knew you had to be close. Terry let out a dark chuckle when you started grinding against the bed, eager for any amount of friction on your swollen clit, pushing back on their hands with louder whines, ones that he knew were you pleading to go faster, fuck you harder.
Instead of giving in, he nudged Joe, “she’s nice and stretched. Why don’t you come put that plug in?”
Joe nodded, slipping his fingers out of your drenched pussy, smirking at the protesting whine you let out, watching Terry continue to lazily finger your ass. Joe raised the hand with his pussy slicked fingers, ready to accept the plug, his eyes widening when Terry’s hand wrapped around his wrist, bringing his coated fingers to his mouth and wrapping his lips around them. Joe’s breath caught in his throat at the feeling of the other man’s tongue dancing around the digits, cheeks hollowing as he sucked your juices from them. He let out a low swear, his dick twitching between his legs before Terry let them go with a lewd pop.
The corner of his lips curved up into a grin as he turned from the other man, slipping his fingers out of your ass and when you let out another needy whine he spanked you, hard. “Naughty girl. You want this?”
“Yes. Please.”
“Then eyes open darlin’.” He handed over the bottle of lube and smallest plug, stepping away from between your legs so Joe could take his spot, his mind still reeling from the sensation of Terry’s tongue on his fingers.
Your eyes cracked open, lips parted as your heart rate picked up once again, watching Joe coat the plug with lube, his green eyes on yours.
“Ready?”
“Fuck yes.”
You couldn’t help but moan as he nudged the toy against you, the cool metal warmed from his hand. The tip of the toy circled your ass, pressing ever so lightly as Joe’s free hand splayed across one of your cheeks, spreading them wider open for him.
“Push it in slowly,” Terry instructed, dripping more lube onto your ass, “watch how nicely she takes it.”
Joe’s eyes were trained on the plug, the groan coming from the back of his throat as he watched your ass stretch around the plug until it was sitting perfectly in your hole, shining jewel nestled between your cheeks. You let out a happy sigh, relaxing into the bed on your stomach, a small smile curving up your lips.
Terry stepped back from the bed, he was only slightly off to the side, just behind Joe and when he spoke, his hand came into the other man’s view. “You can play with it while it’s in,” his hand mimicked the motions, “twist the base. Pull it in and out slightly, moving it inside her.”
Joe did as the other man instructed and you started to moan again, your fingers digging into the sheets as the heat began to prickle under your skin. Your breath caught in your throat when Joe shifted the plug and you felt your pussy pulsing around nothing, aching to be filled again. Your lips parted, ready to ask for more when Terry spoke again and you could hear the smirk laced within his words.
“When it’s all the way in I like to tap on it.”
“Yeah?” Joe raised a brow at him.
“Give it little spanks, she likes that.”
Joe pulled back his hand, three fingers tapping against the jewel and you let out a soft whine, your back arching to push back toward the touch. He raised his hand higher, spanking you again, this time letting the heel of his hand hit the plug while his fingers slapped into your wet pussy.
“Fuck…” You moaned, clawing at the sheet beneath you, your body beginning to burn up.
Terry chuckled darkly, watching as the other man continued to play around with the plug, teasing you deeper and deeper as he found his own rhythm and groove. It wasn’t taking Joe long to discover what you liked, what kind of sensations drove you mad while playing with your ass.
“You’re so good baby.” He cooed, free hand spanking at the curve of your ass and you let out a low hiss, “so fuckin’ hot like this.” His finger curled around the base of the plug, pulling it out before sinking it back in, “never knew you liked your ass played with this much.” He twisted the plug and you let out a lewd moan, “almost more than you like that pretty pussy teased, huh?”
You did your best to nod, moaning out a cry as he toyed with you. Your entire body was engulfed in an ember of a flame, right on the edge of bursting into more. Your cunt was throbbing, clit swollen and aching to be touched, you wanted Joe’s cock stuffed in you, stretching you out and filling you entirely. Behind you, you could hear the two men talking quietly, small laughs and teases coming from their direction as they watched you shivering, your hips beginning to rock back and forth, needily humping the bed. A cold hand wrapped around one side of your waist and you were certain it was Terry as it squeezed hard, stalling your movement.
“Size up.” He instructed, seeing the small plug easily slipping in and out of you.
“You ready for that Princesa?” Joe asked, “want this gorgeous ass stretched out even more?”
“God yes! Please!” A strangled whimper left your lips when he gently pulled the plug out and Joe groaned as he watched Terry drip more lube over your ass, handing him the larger plug.
Moaning, you arched back into the cool sensation as the new plug slipped in, “oh fuck that feels good.”
“We can tell.” Terry taunted, “you’ve practically soaked the sheets already. Maybe we should make you come? Hmm sweetheart, how do you feel about that?”
“Sounds like a fantastic idea to me.” Joe commented with a grin, spanking the plug and you let out a muffled cry.
“Mmmhm!”
“Good. Then roll over.” Terry instructed and you quickly did as told, dropping onto your back on the bed in the same spot, your legs spreading open and both men could easily see the puddle between them.
“Needy girl.” Joe growled, his hands skimming up your thighs, squeezing around them in an order to keep them spread.
Terry stepped up behind him, bottle of lube appearing at Joe’s side as Terry’s other hand landed on his shoulder, squeezing softly. The younger man let out a sigh, relaxing at the touch and almost forgetting at the task at hand until Terry spoke, gesturing with the lube.
“Play with her sweet little pussy.”
Joe grabbed the lube faster than he expected of himself, squirting over your cunt causing you to let out a hiss, your body jolting at the temperature. Terry nudged Joe with his knee, urging him to step closer to the bed,
“I think she wants a little spanking, don’t you darlin’? After all, that pretty ass got one… it would only be fair.”
“Fucking hell.” You groaned, your head rolling back on the bed and only a second later you were yelping when Joe’s hand slapped down onto your pussy.
“C’mon baby,” he cooed, “we know you like that.” Spank. “Pretty clit already so fucking swollen.” Spank. “Bet you’re just aching, aren’t you?” Spank.
“Please!” You cried out, body shaking, juices dripping out onto the sheets.
“Please what?” Terry asked and Joe could feel his breath hot on his neck.
“Fingers, please.”
“You heard her.” Terry squeezed Joe’s shoulder again, giving him a moment to collect his thoughts.
Joe let out a soft groan, not stepping away from him, if anything, he shifted slightly so he was leaning back into the touch, leaving only a fraction of space between their bodies. Joe’s hands slid up your thighs again, palming at your pussy and you moaned. His thumbs brushed between your lips, spreading them open for him, one starting to press circles against your clit while the other one trailed up and down your cunt.
Your breathing picked up, chest rising faster with each pass of his hands as a flush broke out on your skin and you couldn’t help but whine. Not one to torture you, Joe easily sunk two fingers into your pussy, setting a steady rhythm, your walls already squeezing around him. His wrist twisted, twirling his fingers inside you, curling them perfectly over and over again until you were shaking, a mess between your legs.
“That’s it pretty boy.” Terry’s voice came out low, “you’re so fuckin’ good at fingering her. Just look at how much she likes it.”
Joe nodded, his heart beating heavily against his chest and his head tilted slightly back as he continued to toy with you, as if he was giving the other man better access to his neck, skin sleek and exposed. Terry’s lips brushed against it, feather light and if Joe hadn’t been craving that contact so much, he probably would have missed it. Instead, he let out a groan, melting into the touch and the heat radiating from Terry being nearly flush to him, his hand stilling with fingers buried knuckle deep inside you. Terry’s lips flicked up into a grin and when your eyes flew open, they met his, dark and devilish and your breath hitched at the sight in front of you.
“You can use your other hand to keep playing with the plug too.” Terry pointed out, his hand drifting over Joe’s shoulder, softly tickling down his side until it met his waist. “Colour pretty boy?”
“Green.” He choked out, his chest so tight it felt like it was about to burst, “so fucking green.”
“Good boy.” Terry murmured.
“More. Please.” Joe could barely keep his hand moving, not meaning to but accidentally torturing you, though your whines were met with deaf ears. His heart was pounding in his head, brain clouded by the feel of Terry’s body against his.
“More what?” The other man asked, his lips brushing against Joe’s shoulder again.
“Touch me.” He whispered, feeling himself pulse at the sheer thought of it.
“I will.” His fingers wrapped around Joe’s forearm, sliding down to his wrist, “focus on her right now.”
With a strangled sigh Joe’s eyes fluttered open, drifting down to your pulsing pussy and guided by Terry, his hand began to move again, slow and steady, pulling set noises from you.
“That’s it Jose… keep those fingers going.”
After one final thrust, trusting he would continue to finger you his hand slid back up Joe’s arm, squeezing at his shoulder. Joe heard the lube bottle pop open again and a cool sensation along his hip made him shudder, his fingers faltering right as they curled inside your cunt. You let out a gasp, your hips jolting up off the bed when he did so.
Terry’s hand streaked across Joe’s lower abdomen, leaving trails of sticky in its path and the younger man couldn’t help but moan, aching for more.
“How about while you make her come, I’ll make you come?” He suggested and Joe groaned, his cock throbbing.
“Y-yes… please.”
Terry’s hand sunk lower, fingers wrapping around the base of Joe’s cock, teasing him as he squeezed gently, “yeah? You want to play with her pussy while I stroke your cock?”
His voice was husking right into Joe’s ear, his breath hot on his skin and Joe felt like he was about to lose his mind, his pulse skyrocketing so fast he thought his heart was about to beat out of his chest. He was barely able to keep his fingers moving, his own need pent up too high to focus on anything but the feeling of Terry’s touch.
“Yes sir. Yes.”
“Thought you might.”
The moment Terry’s hand wrapped around his cock, squeezing down his length Joe let out a louder moan, his head rolling back onto the other man’s shoulder.
“Fuuuck…”
You watched with hungry eyes, your pussy squeezing around his fingers as Joe got his cock stroked by Terry, hand moving slowly up and down, squeezing at the tip, smearing the bead of pre-cum into the mixture of lube. Joe sucked his lower lip into his mouth as his eyes shut, each stroke sending pulses of pleasure through his entire body. His head rolled to the side, eyes opening as he panted, catching Terry watching him and he felt a flush creep into his cheeks, his tongue darting out to wet his parted lips.
“Good boy.” Terry praised, his hand giving a tighter squeeze, “but don’t forget you have something to do right now too.” His head nodded between your legs where Joe’s hand had stilled yet again, “keep those fingers moving. It’s not hard when she’s that soaked. I want these sheets ruined.” His lips were so close to Joe’s the younger man could practically taste him, sucking each breath of word down deep into his lungs just to get a sample and he couldn’t hold back his whines. “Want her thighs shaking, little slut begging for more.”
A huff escaped your lips, watching the display in front of you, “would you just shut up and fucking kiss him already?”
Terry chuckled, glancing to you before his eyes flicked down to Joe who let out another whimper, his lower lip quivering as Terry continued to stroke him and a fire flashed through the older man’s eyes.
“That what you want pretty boy?”
“Mhmm.” His hips rocked forward when Terry’s hand brushed over the head of his cock and he nodded, tilting his face up, “please?”
“You sure?”
“I wouldn’t ask if I wasn’t.” He grumbled out and Terry couldn’t help but laugh at his frustration, shifting so his left hand was now stroking Joe’s dick.
His now free hand slid up Joe’s body, slipping up the side of his neck until he was curling a finger under his chin, tilting his lips up to meet his and capturing him in a kiss. Joe instantly melted into it, his eyes falling shut as his lips moved with ease against Terry’s. The older man quickly took control of the kiss, keeping it tame, mouths moving together gently and Joe was unable to help moaning into his mouth. Terry pulled away ever so slightly, a grin on his face and Joe whimpered when he squeezed his dick, fingers instinctively curling inside your pussy and you gasped, pulsing around them.
“More…” Joe whispered, his eyes not leaving Terry’s, “please.”
“Good boy.” He murmured, kissing him again. This time his tongue slid across the seam of his lips and Joe immediately parted them, eagerly accepting his tongue into his mouth.
Without even thinking about it, his wrist began to move again, his fingers starting a steady rhythm, pumping inside you at the same pace Terry’s tongue was exploring his mouth, curling with each thrust. His body began to rock in time with how Terry was stroking him, little moans and groans coming from his throat that Terry happily swallowed down. His tongue swept through Joe’s mouth, tasting every inch, savouring it all to memory as he squeezed his cock harder, hand moving with expertise. When he reluctantly pulled away, Joe’s lips were parted and kiss swollen, a desperate look that was once dormant in the back of his eyes had come to the forefront and Terry knew he wouldn’t be able to get enough of it. He nudged Joe’s cheek with his nose,
“Focus. You’ve got to make her come before you’re allowed to.”
“Fuckin’ hell.” Joe muttered, his head dropping forward before taking a breath and shifting his focus back to you while Terry continued to play with his dick.
Once zeroed in on your pussy he knew exactly what to do to turn you into a whining mess, fingers moving faster, pressing longer and harder on the sensitive spot inside your walls. Right as he felt you squeezing around him, he’d pull them out, smirking as you whined and he’d spank your clit, watching as your body jolted off the bed. He repeated this a handful of times before your thighs were slick with juices and three of his fingers plunged back into your cunt. Leaning over you, his free hand moved to pinch your clit, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger.
At this new angle, Terry was forced closer to him, basically wrapped around his back as he continued to stroke him in time with how fast you were getting fingered. A fire burst through Joe’s body, he could feel Terry’s cock, thick and hard, leaking pre-cum onto his skin as it was pressed between their bodies and it was the hottest thing he could think of in that moment. He could barely focus on your cunt, his mind drifting to the thought of Terry’s cock pressing into his ass just like he’d watched you take the plug earlier.
Luckily for Joe, your legs began to shake, a cry leaving your lips when Terry took advantage, his free hand reaching out to play with the plug while Joe worked your pussy. Your fingers clawed at the sheets, back bowing off the bed as your peak hit, orgasm firing through your body as the two men made you squirt, drenching the sheets between your legs.
“That’s it pretty boy.” Terry praised, “knew you had it in you.” He kissed his neck, lips trailing down the side of it, letting his teeth scrape the sensitive skin ever so gently as his hand began to move faster.
Joe couldn’t help the moan that left his lips, needy and louder than before, “fuck Terry…”
“You like this don’t you?”
“Yeah.” Panting, he was nearly dropped back against the other man’s chest, his mind clouded with pleasure.
“I can feel your cock throbbing, you’re close, aren’t you?”
“So fuckin’ close.”
“Where do you want to come? Her tits? Mouth? Across that pretty stuffed ass?”
“Her mouth.” He groaned, his cock pulsing in the other man’s hand.
“You heard him.” Terry grunted in your direction and you let out a groan, quickly shifting up to sit on the edge of the bed.
Joe’s eyes were fluttering between open and closed, struggling to hold on as he took you in, mouth open wide with your tongue out, ready and waiting.
“Good girl.” He managed to croak out, his body trembling in Terry’s arms as he stumbled forward, the head of his cock bumping your lips as Terry continued to jerk him off.
It didn’t take much longer, Terry’s lips brushing against his skin, the sight of you ready for him, hands on your knees, pressing your tits up, the perfect picture for him to paint with his cum. Spurts of it coming from his cock, landing on your tongue as Terry squeezed him for all he was worth, milking him for every single last drop.
“Fuck! Shit… oh my... fucking god!” His entire body convulsed, shaking and shivering as a string of unintelligible words spilled from his lips. He felt like his knees were about to give out, body drooping but Terry had a strong arm around his waist, holding him flush to him.
“Wait.” He instructed, stroking him until he was sure Joe had given him all he could, painting your tongue in cream, “you’re not done yet pretty boy.”
With one hand holding Joe steady Terry reached out the other one, circling it around your neck and guiding you up from the bed. Joe watched as you rose, keeping your mouth open, eyes locked on Terry until he kissed you hungrily and your eyes fell shut. Terry’s lips sucked your tongue into his mouth, pulling back just enough that Joe could see it all happening and he let out another series of whines. Terry’s tongue surged back into your mouth as he groaned over the taste of Jose, lapping up all the cum he could and Joe felt himself twitching again already.
Terry pulled back with a moan, turning to face Joe with a raised brow and Joe nodded, already parting his lips. He’d watched the two of you play this game many times before, he knew exactly what he was getting into and he definitely wanted a part of it.
“Please.” He surged forward to accept the kiss, mouth instantly opening in a groan as his lingering cum dripped into his mouth. His tongue dipped into Terry’s mouth, rolling along with his, lapping everywhere he could before Terry pulled away and gave him a small nod.
“Swallow.” Terry watched as his throat bobbed, his mouth opening to show off. “Good boy.” He nudged him toward the bed, "take a breather. You deserve it.”
Joe collapsed onto the bed, his hand pausing briefly to squeeze at your ass, watching the way the plug shifted as you moved towards Terry. His eyes stayed trained on the two of you as the focus in the room shifted once again.
“On your knees, dirty girl.” Terry patted your cheek, waiting for you to follow the instructions as Joe tossed a pillow to the floor for you. “You know what to do.” He gestured to his cock, hard and leaking cum, twitching between his legs. You let out a whine as you shifted, your thighs rubbing together while your lips formed a pout and Terry chuckled, “not tonight baby. I’m not gonna last long enough to fuck that gorgeous ass. You already got off, now it’s my turn.”
“Yes sir.” You nodded, spitting into your hand before leaning forward and wrapping it around his cock. You gave him a few strokes before wrapping your lips around him, sinking all the way down while your tongue traced patterns across his skin.
His hand sunk into your hair, pulling lightly and then pushing you all the way down until your nose brushed against his body. Grunting he started to fuck your face, cock already throbbing in your mouth and true to his word it wasn’t long before you were hollowing your cheeks, sucking his cum into your mouth. You opened your mouth wide, your tongue dipping past your lips with a soft groan as he squeezed the last few drops out of his cock.
Terry could feel Joe’s eyes on him and when his gaze flicked up, he saw the hungry look in the other man’s eyes, the tiny whine that betrayed him and the way he shifted on the bed as if he was moving closer to the two of you. His eyes were locked in on the pool of cum on your tongue and Terry smirked, tucking that tidbit away for next time. Joe wanted to taste his cum. Rather than oblige, he tapped your chin, getting you to swallow before offering you a hand and helping you to your feet. His hands ran across your forehead, smoothing back your hair before running through it,
“Good girl,” He cooed, pressing a kiss to your forehead, “always such a good little whore for us, aren’t you?”
“Mhmm.” You nodded, accepting the tender kiss he left on your lips.
“Relax.” He murmured, a hand sneaking around your body and when you leaned your weight in his direction his fingers gently eased the plug from you. “Bed.” With his free hand he squeezed at your hip, making sure you dropped onto the mattress before he disappeared into the bathroom.
“Fuck.” You muttered with a soft laugh, rolling onto your side, tugging Jose into your arms.
“I’ll say.” He chuckled, lips brushing against yours before his tongue snuck into your mouth.
Caught in the lazy kiss, your hands slowly roamed over each other’s bodies, limbs now starting to feel stiff and sore from the night’s activities. You felt Terry’s hand softly close around your ankle and you broke the kiss, looking up at him as he hovered over you, a washcloth gently moving between your legs and you rolled onto your side so he could clean you up properly.
“You okay?” He asked and you nodded with a smile, pressing up to kiss him.
“Yeah.”
“Good.” He shifted to the other side of Joe, slowly moving the cloth to wipe his cock clean, “how about you?”
“Great.” The other man replied, a dreamy like smile sneaking onto his lips, “fuckin’ great.”
“Good.” Terry tossed the cloth in the direction of the hamper, dropping onto the bed beside Joe who rolled his head to face him. Joe’s hand reached out, cupping Terry’s cheek to pull him into a slow kiss.
“Thank you.” He murmured.
“You’re welcome pretty boy.” Terry squeezed at his hip as Joe rolled his head to face you, urging your head onto his chest.
His fingers traced down the side of your cheek, “you’re so fuckin’ gorgeous with that pretty ass all stuffed full.” His lips met yours and you grinned into the kiss.
“Oh yeah?” You asked and he nodded, “maybe I’ll let you fuck it next time.”
With a groan, Joe dropped back into the pillows, Terry laughing on the other side of him, warning you to calm down before you got everyone excited again. Sleep was needed after a night like that.
well bestie, after spending the last couple of days CONVINCING myself i am sterile, i finally emailed my fertility doc to be like
listen. i know we’re waiting the 3 weeks to find out if my 2 shitty embryos are genetically compatible with life, and i know we won’t know much until then. but. i’m spiraling here, my man
and this man emailed me back on a holiday to be like omg listen. do not panic. sometimes it just takes more than one cycle. there’s a path forward for almost every patient. we will figure this out
and i want to believe him bestie but this process has been so traumatic. so. for anybody out there going through fertility treatments/preservation. i feel ur pain. this process is ass.
(also i have a weird hobby teaching group fitness stuff and i tried to go back to my MMA-style cardio class but couldn’t do any of the jumps bc the PUNCTURE WOUNDS in my VAGINA have not HEALED. absolute ass.)
Okay but that’s such a good dr to email back on the holiday??? Probs knows you’re going through fuckin hell & wanted you to not completely freak out over it (though freaking out is *totally* understandable!!)
Fertility treatments & the like cannot be easy & you’re a fucking rockstar for going through it! 🩷🩷
Ahhhhhhhhh😟😟 that sounds TERRIBLE!! Take the time to heal bestie!! You deserve it! 🫂
and just in the nick of time, bc this brain was going to some very dark places. he’s an angel. a gem. a true miracle on earth. how dare he be a straight white man
one day, when it’s all over, i will have my reproductive system in a jar as a trophy (i’m so normal and healthy)
When i tell you i woke up with a ✨thought✨ and that thought really sparked some ideas😈 and now ive got 2700 words of a summarized idea for next chapter 👀👀😂😂
We’re kinda diving in quicker than i thought we were going to but i was gonna commit crimes if the next bit wasnt all three of them & joe getting some action
I NEED TO SEE IT dm me or post it here or ANYTHING it will heal me
