"Four big guys, and they grab on my thighs
Blow up my guts like the Fourth of July"
☞ Masterlist
Warnings: SMUT SMUT SMUT, swearing, sub!reader (like, super sub), top!chris & matt, alcohol being consumed, being passed around (COMPLETELY CONSENSUAL), munch!chris, P IN V, first time anal, jerking off, pervy bitches, 4 big guys
POV: Third person
Summary: Chris and Matt catch their friends eyeing you up...
You feel their eyes trained on you. 4 pairs, two of them the light blue you're so fond of. The other two belonged to guys you'd met only a few times before.
You don't know how it started. A few hours ago, you'd knocked on Chris and Matt's door for your hang out. They swore there would be other girls, but mysteriously all of them cancelled. You're comfortable enough though, and said hi to the other two guys, their longtime friends Alex and Oliver (not the gay one y'all). They were funny and respectful, and so far, the 5 of you had been chilling.
Until now, that is.
Chris and Matt noticed how the other two men's eyes dilated whenever you walked past. How they bit their lips and covered their crotches with throw pillows while you obliviously watched a movie. Usually, they would be throwing them out for even thinking about you like that. But the Bud Lights they've been throwing down like water had snuffed out any protective thoughts they had.
Slowly, the tension had built. And built. Until Chris had made an offhand comment that lead to it snapping. Now, all four of them were focused on you as you slowly pulled your tank off, teasingly. Matt and Chris never thought you'd agree to something so freaky, but here you were. You weren't even buzzed, and you were excited as fuck.
Your pants went next, thrown onto the ground carelessly. Not one of the boys could give less of a fuck where they went. Your eyes move over them. Chris sitting with his legs spread, lightly pressing his growing bulge. Matt trying to look away but failing, eyes flicking back to you. Oliver biting his lip hard. Alex gripping his sweatpants tightly, practically vibrating with excitement.
Chris reaches out first, sitting you down hard on his lap. His lips find your neck.
"You're 100% about this, right?" He mumbles, voice already raspy. You feel a chill run down your back as you nod.
"Y-yes." "Good. If you wanna stop at anytime, just say it."
His hand slide up your spine, and his lips connect with yours as he unclasps your bra. The fabric slides off, leaving you just in your panties. A low gasp echoes around the room from the others, but Chris doesn't pay attention to any of them. His hand start kneading the soft tissue as he pushes you down.
A second later he pulls away to reveal Matt leaning over you, upside down. Chris starts kissing down your body, tongue peeking out to taste the skin. Matt leans down to take over where Chris had left, gently biting down on your lower lip. One of each of their hands is on your tits, squeezing. Chris' face is now right above your drenched panties, the heat of his breath making you needy for more.
His head turns, and the smirk on his face is dangerous.
"C'mon guys, where's your sense of adventure?"
The other two glance at each other before tentatively moving forward, like they were trying not to scare you. Matt moves back, and just as Oliver's face buries into your neck, Chris descends. You hadn't even noticed him taking the lacy fabric off. The moan that leaves your lips stuns everyone into freezing- but only for a second. Then Oliver's back to biting, Matt starts groping your tits harder, and Chris is working magic on your pussy. His tongue swirls harshly on your clit, fingers pushing your folds apart to get deeper.
Matt's fingers are pinching your nipples, thumbs rubbing on the nubs in time with his brother's tongue somehow. (Must be some triplet telepathy shit).
Just as your orgasm's building up, they both pull away. Oliver does after a second too, already looking fucked out. You sit up, confused. Chris smirks and turns to Matt, who smirks back.
"On your hands and knees."
That one command gets you weak. Your arms are already shaking as you situate yourself in the doggy position (Omg cassie howard??). Then you see someone kneel in front of you, hands going to his belt and unbuckling. It's Chris. His cock springs out, already rock hard from tasting you. Now, you weren't gonna lie and say you haven't imagined how it would look, but his thickness and length almost made your head spin. The feeling of someone settling behind you doesn't register as you lick his flushed tip. Chris' eyes shut, head tilting back as you start taking him into your mouth.
"There we go...just like that babe- fuck-"
His dick resting heavily on your tongue was the main reason you couldn't cry out when another one entered from behind. Your eyes roll back, and Chris massages your jaw as you clench up on both ends.
"Just relax baby, be good for Alex and Chris f'me, yea?" Matt whispers, kneeling on the ground next to the couch. Out of the corner of your eye, you can see his hand moving up and down his dick, resulting in how heavily he's breathing. Alex and Chris move forward, burying themselves deep into you at the same time. Their movements make you gag on Chris, who instinctively thrusts forward more.
His dick moves rhythmically in and out of your mouth, while Alex grabs your hips and starts pounding. Chris' hand moves from your jaw to gripping your throat. The saltiness of his precum fills your mouth, and his other hand moves into your hair, gripping it. His thrusts get sloppier, and you hallow out your cheeks the best you can with your pussy getting fucked too.
"Fuck- fuckfuck I'm gonna cum-" Chris orgasms before his sentence finishes. His tangy nut fills your throat suddenly, overflowing past your lips. You swallow the best you can, finally able to breathe once he pulls out.
"Shit- I'm cumming-" Alex quickly exits you before hot ropes of cum land on your back. You feel a deep sense of emptiness, and combined with how edged you feel, tears fill your eyes. Chris coos mockingly, wiping his release off your chin.
"Awww, is she feeling frustrated? Want Matty and Oliver to take care of you?"
You nod desperately, eyes flicking to Matt who's now standing up. His face softens in almost-concern, before turning to Oliver. The two have eagerly been waiting their turns, their huge cocks already out and tips a bright, angry red.
Goddamn, are they all built by Greek gods or some shit?
This time, Matt sits down sideways on the couch and pulls you onto his lap. Your forehead rests against his shoulder, already tired but still needy. You can feel his tip nudging your belly button, but he isn't adjusting yet. You whine, lightly pulling on his hair.
"Hurry up- please- i can't-"
Matt chuckles, hand smoothing over the dry parts of your back. Alex had definitely shot a load.
"Wait baby, we need to ask you something first. Have you ever... taken it up the ass? Do you wanna try?"
His question eases the cloudiness in your mind for a second. Up the ass? What? You'd never really wanted to, but something about the already crazy situation was lowering your inhibitions more. You shake your head, then murmur just to him.
"No, but I wanna try..."
Matt nods, then whispers something to one of the other guys. Someone goes down the hall to Matt's room. (I'm gonna miss the old house chat). You don't really notice nor care, you just wanted his huge, throbbing dick in you now.
After a few agonising moments that feel like years, Matt finally, finally lifts you a little so he can line himself up. As soon as he lowers you down, the stretch and sting of him make your already tired body practically boneless. The whimper that leaves your throat is pitiful, and Chris tuts sarcastically.
"C'mon babe, weren't you the one all excited to get fucked by us? Where's that cockiness gone now, huh? To fucked out already to act tough?"
His words hurt so good. Cause when Chris and Matt had broached the idea, you'd been more than willing to go through with it, acting like you'd been controlling everyone in the room. But from the second Chris put his cock in your mouth, you knew you weren't in charge.
Matt starts slowing bouncing you on his dick, lightly brushing against everywhere that felt good. You hadn't really concentrated on the feeling of Alex when Chris was in your throat, but now that Matt was soloing, you realised just how wrecked your pussy already was. This time, you do feel someone sit down behind you. And then you realise why Matt asked that question. Matt notices how you tense up, and his hand starts scratching the back of your head.
"You ok with this baby? Me and Oliver are gonna take really good care of you."
All you can do is nod. A hand- Oliver's- spreads your cheeks apart. You heart a lid opening, then a cool liquid is spread around your asshole. Lube. Matt reaches down to start rubbing light circles onto your puffy clit, and Oliver's middle and ring finger start pushing into your virgin hole slowly.
You cry out, gripping Matt while being opened up from the back for the first time. It stung like a bitch, but Oliver's careful and expert touch turned the pain into pleasure. Your body's regained the energy to start grinding on Matt dick and against Oliver's fingers, needing to be filled completely.
"Ready- I'm ready- fuck me please"
A low whistle escapes someone, but you don't know who. All you can focus on is how Oliver lines up behind you, and pushes his cock into your hole, replacing his fingers.
Holy. Fucking. Shit.
You've never felt so full in your life. The dual stimulation- from Matt in your sopping wet cunt and Oliver in your tight asshole- was driving you insane quickly. The fact that they weren't moving was almost enough to make you cry.
"Fucking MOVE, PLEASE-"
The men share a nod, and pull away. Then they both slam in at the same time, and Matt holds you down by the hips. Stars explode in your vision, mouth opening wide to let out a profound moan. You were feeling things you never thought you could. Oliver grunts at the tightness, while Matt's brushing your hair away from your sweaty face and whispering quiet reassurances that don't reach your fucked out brain.
You're practically in heaven. They start alternating strokes, Matt pulling out while Oliver buries in, then Oliver sliding out and Matt thrusting up into your velvety walls. They keep up a fast pace, the slick sounds of precum, lube and your core melding with their grunts and low sounds of pleasure. You realise Chris and Alex are groaning too, and peek to see their once again hard cocks being crushed in their grips, hands furiously moving up and down while they watch with lidded eyes.
Your eyes squeeze shut as Matt's mouth attaches to your peaked nipples, and Oliver starts attacking the back of your neck. You were pliant in their grips, letting them fuck up into you and bite your skin like wild dogs. Matt's rough hands push you up and down on their members, their hips meeting yours with rough thrusts. Matt's voice is low in your ear, much like Chris' had been at the start of all this.
"You're doing so well baby. Taking us both- fuck- you got all of us so fucked up, y'know that? God, I've wanted you like this for so fucking long, you don't even know-"
The tension was building in your stomach again, threatening to overtake you completely. Matt's teeth pinch your nipple, his hand lavishing the other tit with squeezes and pinches. Oliver rubs up and down your thighs, speeding up and getting sloppy with his moves. Matt groans. They're both close, you could feel their balls drawing up. Oliver reaches around and pinches your clit, and your orgasm rips a scream from your throat.
Your walls squeezing Matt triggers his own release, cum shooting into your pussy so hard it makes you dizzy. Oliver thrusts up one last time and finishes too, painting your walls white.
You hear two other moans from the sofa across, but your brain's too foggy to process anything. Oliver slowly pulls out, and Matt takes you off his softening dick with a lewd 'pop'. He gently sets you down, kissing all over your face and checking up on you. Everyone's still for a moment, ragged breaths filling the room. You're all spent, the event having taken a clear toll on the 5.
There's movement as Matt lifts you up and walks you to his bathroom. Chris is following with your clothes, while Oliver and Alex start cleaning up the now damp couch. Chris shuts the door, and turns on the tap to draw a bath.
"You want it warm babe?" He asks softly, his previous vigour replaced with something softer. You nod, holding yourself up on Matt. They both giggle at your exhaustion. Despite feeling kinda bad, Chris can't stop the arrogance that comes through his words.
"Damn, we did a number on you huh? Didn't think you were the type to get so freaky."
You cast a weak glare at him and burrow your face into Matt's shirt. It's only now you realise all four of them were covered from the waist-up, and you had been the only one completely naked. You don't care now though, all you want is a nice warm bath, some takeout and being pampered by the boys.
"Shut up."
A/N: Anyone else really fuck with Digbar?
Kinda based off @aliaratawitchtrial's idea of chris being passed around... GO READ THAT TOO.
Also, first fic in more than a year WHAATTT
Thanks to @sturncoast for making Sturniolo Saturday!!! God knows this fandom's falling apart, WE NEEDED TS.
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DON'T STEAL PRETTY PLEASE.
Dividers by @chrisssiren & @issysh3ll <3
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I have done gone and commited myself to a thing. I didn’t write a GOTdaanged thing in 2016 and it apparently started to unravel the fabric of the universe so, like hell am I letting that happen again. So here we go. January Creativity Challenge. *makes the sign of the holy hippo* Muses be gentle.
I'm back..? Sorry I've been gone so long, I've honestly been dealing with school and stuff and still kind of am.. but I'll try to reblog as much as possible!^^
No I don't know if I can feel the rp yet.. It's like mr. krabs not feeling it.. I just... *ponders as he rubs his stomach* My stomach hurts is all I know..)
