Soap, when he gets his first ever dildo, is absolutely wracked with instilled guilt. He just can't, ends up sobbing with the dildo sitting on his bed, because he just can't.
He doesn't even know how to use it, it seems to big, and he is going to burn in hell.
Cue Simon and price walking by, and hearing sobs, coming in to see what's wrong.
They teach him how to use it and sooth his worried gently and carefully
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Alright!! Took forever, but here we are! Pt 2 of the soap dildo fic.
3,350 words, Jesus Christ
Cw: Overstimulation, safeword check ins. Like perceived noncon? Johnny gets a bit confused and concerned at Simon crying during sex. Everything is consentual however.
Lemme know if I missed any.
Johnny groaned, letting himself flop back against Price’s chest with a sigh.
Rough warm hands cupped his face, as Price softly kissed him, causing soap to taste himself in Prices mouth, and god that was hot.
Simon was resting his head on price's knees while rubbing a firm hand up and down Johnny's torso, it was comforting. And if there was a heaven, this was it, decided Johnny.
He felt so warm, and good, tired but safe and content. He'd never cum that hard before, but god did it want him to cum like that more.
Was this how Price and Simon came everytime? If so- soap froze.
Neither Price or Simon got to get off at all.
Oh fuck, neither of them got to cum at all. He pushed himself up to sitting, ignoring the questioning hum from Price.
“I… you two didn't get ta cum.”
Price huffed a soft laugh. “It's fine Lovie, we don't need to”
Johnny stared in disbelief “Cumming is like…. Tha best…. Why would you not wanna cum??”
He couldn't understand why they weren't more pressed at the lack of cumming they did.
Simon chuckles, pressing a kiss to Johnny's lips. “Johnny we don't need to cum to have a good time. Sure cumming is nice, but it's not required. We were focused on making sure your first times were good.”
Johnny blinks at them. The idea of sex without really caring if they came seemed … ridiculous. Did they really not mind? He just couldn't see the appeal.
Price rolls his eyes slightly “I mean yeah cumming is good, but we were focused on you which is fine. Or Si and I can just fuck later, okay love?”
Johnny nodded slowly, face flushing pink at the thought of Price and Simon fucking. He couldn't help the mental picture.
Unfortunately for him, Simon didn't even take a second to pick up on his flushed face. “Oh you like the thought of us fucking, Johnny? Getting you going is it?”
Johnny squeaked burying his face against Prices chest “Shut up LT!”
Simon however, did not shut up, instead he sat up, leaning over to speak directly into Johnnys ear. “You wanna see us fuck don't you? Wanna be a little voyager”
And Johnny felt his face turn bright red. He did. He did wanna watch them fuck.
What would that even be like? He'd only braved porn a few times and certainly never gay porn.
What would it be like, being able to watch, hear… maybe even touch.
Johnny nods quickly looking away, face bright pink as Simons hands tilted his head back. “Well that can be arranged.We were planning on fucking later, but we can now."
Johnny nodded, slowly looking back at the two, as Price pushed Simon back on the bed with one hand, before turning to Johnny. “How about I show you how to make him feel good, yeah? Maybe even give you a little go, before I fuck him silly.”
Johnny couldn't help the slightly confused blink, he genuinely assumed Simon would be controlling, but with how easy he was going down, that didn't seem to be the case.
He sat back, mind reeling as he watched the two quietly discuss a thing or two, probably boundaries he assumed.
Simon already looked so pretty, his eyes were half lidded and face a light pink tinge.
Oh fuck he was so so gay.
He barely noticed the two were done talking, until he felt a warm, calloused hand grab his, gently tugging it over towards Simon.
“Want me to show you how to make him feel good, yeah Lovie?”
Johnny nodded gulping as his hand made contact with Simons warm soft skin. He felt so soft, so nice, fuck Johnny could touch him all day.
Price gently moved the hand down, towards Simons dick, encouraging Johnny to take it. “Just like jerking off yourself yeah? Just up and down Lovie, you'll make him feel good.”
Johnny swallowed harshly, he'd barely ever had any contact with anyone, let alone touched anyone's dick. He slowly wrapped a slightly shaking hand around Simons pretty prick.
It felt warm and heavy, and also just right. Simon was already so hard, his dick heavy sitting in Johnnys palm.
He tried to get his wits about him, breathing deeply. He didn't want to just sit here holding Simon's dick, he wanted to make him feel good.
Like Price said. He adjusted his position, slowly dragging his hand up and down.
Price…. Wasn't wrong. It was alot like masturbating, but also different, it wasn't an angle he was used to. He felt he was being sloppy and uncoordinated, but Simon nonetheless was moaning and squirming under him.
He was slowly gaining some confidence moving his hand a bit faster, watching Simon moan. This was nice, watching someone enjoying themselves like that.
Then Simon let out a noise that Johnny really wasn't sure what it was, it was a lot louder and sounded almost like a pained whimper.
Johnny's hand pulled away incredibly fast as he stared at Simon in concern. Then he heard a badly concealed snort from behind him. “Johnny. … I…I promise you didn't hurt him, okay? Simon is just a very vocal boy, you were doing good”
Johnny hesitated .. “But … he… that was a whimper”
Price nodded “Yeah, cause you were doing good, twisting your wrist like that when you are stroking his dick feels heavenly, Love”
Johnny slowly nodded wrapping his hand back around Simon, flushing at the downright wanton moan it pulled from the man.
He was still unsure, but considering Simon was bucking his hips and moaning loudly, the scot assumed he was doing okay.
He continued jerking his hand, still slightly clumsily but getting the hang of stroking someone else's dick.
Price still had one hand on the small of Johnny's back, rubbing encouraging circles, and he was covering the other one in the lube.
The scent of strong artificial strawberry invaded his senses and he couldn't help but watch, his eyes glued to Prices fingers, rubbing the sticky clear liquid between them.
His cock gave another valiant throb as he watched. It was almost mesmerising. Price glanced up at the Scot, slowly pushing a finger into Simon, and fuckkk Johnny felt his stomach twist in mild fear and arousal.
It looked so hot, but he couldn't help the fear, didn' that hurt? It was so odd to watch so he tore his gaze away looking up at Simon instead and …..oh… fuck.
Simon was absolutely melting into the covers, whole face a light pink, eyes half lidded and looking down at Price. He didn't seem to be in pain at all, infact, he looked… a little.. impatient?
Price was slowly moving the finger in Simon, and Johnny just couldn't choose whether to look at that or Simons face.
Simon was starting to look annoyed, but before Johnny could ask, Simon glared at Price. “Come on you fucking tease. You know I can take itt. Why the hell are you going one finger at a time so slow??”
Price sighed, “You know why. I know you don't need prep, but it would be good for Johnny to see”
Johnny paused, was Simon getting annoyed because price was doing something for him? Oh god he was probably gonna hate him now.
Simon blinked at Prices words before giving in “Oh…. Yeah… just.. don't take forever.”
Johnny relaxed slightly, Simon didn't seem at all mad, just impatient to get fucked.
Johnny watched as Price lubed up another finger, inserting it. It was so odd to watch, it slid in so easily, he couldn't believe it.
Apparently Simon couldn't believe he was only getting two fingers so far either, because he began to whine. “Priceeeeeee pleaseeee come onnn. You're being a teasee”
Price simply rolled his eyes with a fond smile. Before gently pressing on Johnny's back, urging him forward. “Go keep his mouth busy, would you love?”
Keep his mouth busy? Johnny blinked, The fuck did that mean?? He shuffled up towards Simons head, sitting near it, and looked back uncertainly at Price.
Price glanced back up. “Like kiss him, or give him your fingers to suck on… or dick if you are up for more stimulation, basically just keep his mouth busy so he stops being a whiney brat.”
Johnny felt his face flush slightly, but nodded, gently placing a kiss on Simons lips. The idea of kissing him, or having him use his mouth to distract from whining was… oddly hot.
Simon seemed to take to the new task quickly, licking eagerly into Johnnys mouth, while moaning softly
.Simon was not only mouthy it seemed but handsy. He had no hesitation to start running his warm hands all over Johnny's still bare torso with satisfied hums. Johnny knew he was kissing badly, he really didn't know what he was doing.
But luckily Simon had no issues leading, the Brits hands tugging Johnny's head down, threading in his hair.
And when Johnny needed to pull back for air, Simon simply grabbed his fingers sucking on them.
And fuck that made his gut coil. It wasn't even as vulgar as when Simon had been sucking his dick, barely an hour ago, but god.
Simon knew what he was doing, tougue rolling skillfully around the digits while he hollowed his cheeks. But yet Simon was so gentle.
Well… Johnny glanced back at price for a second. Simon was gentle with Johnny.
Simon, however was bucking his hips against Price's hands desperately trying to get them deeper. And the captain's thighs were covered in little red lines from Simon's nails.
It only took about 3 minutes before Price had what Johnny thought were 4 fingers in, it was hard to tell.
But either way, Simon was not happy at the fact he did not have a dick in him. He was whining and bucking his hips more then ever, still gentle with Johnny, but Prices thighs actually had a few drops of blood from how much he was scratching.
Price pulled his fingers out, promting a loud keening whine from the lieutenant. “Oh shut it. You know I'm pulling out so you can actually get the dick you've been begging for you brat”
Simon huffed, deciding to instead pull Johnny back down for more kisses, nipping at his lips.
Johnny gave a slightly surprised squeak but melted into it quickly, glancing down towards price as he watched the captain line himself up.
Simon moaned loudly into his mouth as he was penetrated, hands instinctively scrambling for purchase on the back of Johnny's head.
Johnny gulped overwhelmed by even the sight, he sat back on his heels, drinking in the majestic sight. Simon, eyes blown wide, face a pretty pink flopped limply against the pillows.
The scot slowly let his eyes drag lower, down to Price's calloused hands gripping the lieutenants plush thighs. Futher to the join of them, and then up prices toned body. The work of art of muscle and scars covered in a thin sheen of sweat.
Johnny knew he was still spent, but fuck his cock was certainly trying to get hard at this sight.
He groaned softly, sitting back slightly to watch, even as Simon continued to drag that skilled damn tougue over his fingers. Johnny watched in awe as Price gripped Simons thighs, hoisting him up to better the angle and he began rolling his hips.
Johnny couldn't even help the half crazed thought that he would love to be in Simon's position, or Prices for that matter. They fit together so well, Simon was groaning around Johnny's fingers, barely understandable begging escaping, urging Price to fuck him already.
Price seemingly took that to heart, adjusting his grip, before suddenly beginning to thrust. They weren't small thrusts either, fast and hard, hips slamming together.
“Yeah? You fucking like that you slut? Been begging for this cock for weeks”
Johnny gulped, shoving down his slight concern. It was fine, he knew they had safe words and shit.
Sure Price was seeming a little rough, but Simon was moaning. His head was flung back gasping, whole face pink, even stretching down to his chest, hands grabbing Price, as he chanted a barely understandable mix of cuss words, and the word ‘Yes’ like a broken record.
Johnny really didn't think he could cum a second time, but it was certainly a sight.
Price somehow continued rubbing Johnnys head and thighs while fucking the lieutenant, and god Johnny could melt under that touch.
His eyes were fixed on the open, dirty mouth of Simon as he groaned and moaned, cumming with a yelp. ..But Price didn't stop.
He continued thrusting deep and hard. At first Johnny thought, oh he was just thrusting a few more times to finish himself. But he wasn't.
Johnny really felt his heart rate rise when he saw the tears on Simons checks, the man was crying, turning into loud sobs. God. Did Price not care? Or did he just not notice?
Johnny gulped slightly as Price looked down at Simon, scoffing. “Oh yeah. You got what you've been begging for, and your already crying about it you slut.”
What. What the actual fuck? Since when was Price such a fucking dickhead? He was so nice with Johnny… but Simon was literally sobbing and limp, and he wasn't fucking stopping?
Simon was sobbing more than ever clutching weakly at the pillows, whole face red with tears streaming it.
And… Johnny just couldn't.
He didn't know why Price was suddenly so so rough, he wasn't sure how he'd react if Johnny tried to stop him, but he couldn't.
He couldn't sit here and watch one of the men he loved like that without trying to help at least.
Johnny hesitantly speaks up “....Uh… Price?”
The man in question immediately turns his head to Johnny “Yeah Lovie? What's up, darling?”
Johnny blinked. Hard.
What? Why the fuck was Price being… so soft and nice? The captain was still calling Johnny by those sweet little pet names that made his heart swoop.
But he was also still fucking the sobbing Simon. Johnny was so confused, he didn't know what to feel, Price didn't seem to have turned to a total arse.
He was greatful and happy Price was being just as sweet. But still full of concern, and fear, and anger that he was fucking the clearly upset Simon so roughly like that.
“Si…Simon is crying…like…. Really hard…I-”
Prices face seemed to move through a few emotions before settling on abject horror “I-..Fuck Lovie… did we not?.. Fuck how did I forget to explain”
Price stopped moving, gently cupping Johnny's face, rubbing a thumb along his cheek bone.
“Darling I am so sorry”
Johnny blinked at him, desperately trying to decide why he was apologizing to him, and not poor Simon.
Simon who was…… Clawing prices hips? And whining as soon as he stopped?
This made no sense, Johnny glanced between them a few times, in utter bafflement. Simon had been sobbing, why did he seem… Upset?
Price finally seemed to put care towards the scratching at his hips when a nail drew blood. “Oh shush you brat, I'll continue in a minute,.... We… kinda forgot to explain overstim to Johnny and he's worried”
Price moved one hand to lazily jerk off Simon, satiating him for the moment as he moaned softly going limp Before he turned his attention back to Johnny.
The thumb on Johnny's check continued to rub, making him relax slightly, even amongst his confusion and slight fear. “I…what?.. I'm.. so confused”
Price looked guilty as Johnny spoke hesitating, eyes softening. “I know love… I'm sorry…Can't believe we forgot to explain that… I mean I knew it would end up happening.. and I didn't think to explain it to you.. of course you'd freak out.”
Johnny slowly began to relax, he still wasn't sure what was happening, but price was still a safe person in his mind.
Simon was clearly… fine… At least kinda. He actively was wanting this, even though he was sobbing. And Price was giving it to him… not pushing boundaries.
The captains warm hand moved to card though his hair. “It's called overstimulation love. It's basically pushing him far past the usual limits. He loves it, he can still absolutely safe word or back out at any time”
Johnny paused slowly nodding “So… he… he likes it? Even though he is.. sobbing” he murmured softly, leaning into the hand in his hair.
Price nodded, before pulling his hand back, gently tapping Simons thighs “Love, what's your colour?”
The blond cracked his eyes open, blatantly glaring at Price. “Fucking green. You know it's bloody green. Come on, you cunt!”
Price huffed, rolling his eyes, but started thrusting again, slower but deep and hard.
“See love, the crying is a natural reaction that happens with a lot of stimulation. Yes he's overwhelmed, but it's fun and he wants to continue”
Johnny nodded again, starting to feel really silly for getting so worked up. He knew Price.
Price had been so so big on making sure Johnny understood boundaries, he wouldn't have just ignored Simons.
And now… was Simon gonna be mad at him, for stopping it temporarily? Just because he got unsure? Jesus he was-
His train of thought got cut off by Price's hand grabbing his. “Come on, wanna keep helping him feel good?"
Johnny nodded immediately, letting his hand be guided back to the achingly red prick. He knew how to do this.
He began jerking him again, almost entranced by the keening whines, mixed with sobs. Now that he knew it wasn't from … being upset, it was intriguing.
Simon looked so pretty like this, clearly blissed out, despite the tears on his cheeks.
It came as a shock to Johnny when his hand was suddenly covered in cum with no reason.
He froze slightly, unsure about this. He'd never touched another man's cum before, was this blasphemy?
Actually fuck it, he didn't care. He carefully continued moving his hand, when price gently nudged him.
As his hand moved, more slick now from the cum, he couldn't help but have his mind flooded with the thought of when Simon.. kissed price with a mouth full of Johnny's cum.
It was horribly dirty… but hot.
His eyes darted down to the mess of cum on Simon's stomach again.He slowly moved his second hand down, dipping the fingers in the cum.
He was curious, sue him.Johnny slowly moved the hand covered in Simon's seed up to his mouth and licked the tips of his fingers.
He couldn't help but scrunch his face as a salty taste assaulted his mouth. It was strong and bitter, but also… a bit satisfying.
However he was more preoccupied on the guttural moan that came from his side.
Price's face was flushed bright pink, and he was breathing heavily. Had .. had he just cum.. from seeing Johnny taste cum?Well that was an ego boost.
Johnny felt his face break into a slight smirk, he waited till Price glanced at him before licking more cum off his fingers.
Unfortunately it didn't have the intended effect, as he got much more cum in his mouth this time and the unexpected rush of salty and bitter made his face screw up harshly, and left him coughing.
“Hah… ugh.. eugh”
A slightly wet laugh came from below him. Simon, the arse, was laughing at him.
“Come on… I taste lovely Johnny.”
“Nu uh” The childish retort came before he even thought it through.
Johnny couldn't help his dick twitching at the sloppy wet noise made when Price pulled out.
He glanced down, watching the cum slowly drop out.
He also learned he had a new favourite thing, aftercare. Clean and warm, just cuddling and making stupid jokes. This was nice.
Simon finally spoke up “...We still didn't use the bloody dildo”
