MK23xFM93.||knies minten.
smut.
3sum with your 2 best friends
“This is so much fun!” I squealed, pulling my best friends into a group hug. Me, Matthew, and Fraser had been friends for a few years and ever since, we’ve been inseparable.
“I love you guys,” I said, trying to kiss their cheeks, although my height made it difficult. I had finally convinced them to come with me to a Jon Pardi concert, and I couldn't be happier.
“’CAUSE YOU’RE THE ONE I WANT!” I yelled at the top of my lungs as the music swelled.
“YOU’RE THE ONE I NEED, BABY!” Fraser chimed in, grinning.
“IF I WAS A KING, YOU WOULD BE MY QUEEN!” Matthew joined in right after.
“YOU’RE THE ROCK IN MY ROLL, YOU’RE GOOD FOR MY SOUL, IT’S TRUUEEE... I’M HEAD OVER BOOTS FOR YOU!” we all sang together, our voices lost in the roar of the crowd.
As the song continued, I stopped singing for a moment, taking it all in. I looked at Matthew as he took over the next part: “The way you sparkle like a diamond ring / Maybe one day we can make it a thing / Test time and grow old together / Rock in our chairs and talk about the weather, yeah / So, bring it on in for that angel kiss / Put that feel-good on my lips.”
He looked directly at me as I reached up for him. Taking his hat off to shield our faces from the crowd, he lifted me slightly with one arm, our lips connecting. I felt his tongue slide into my mouth, making me moan and press against him while the chorus surged again. He helped me stay pressed against him, the tension electric, before the song began to wind down.
“Yeah, I’m here to pick you up / And I hope I don’t let you down, no,” he sang softly to me as he pulled apart, placing me back on the floor and adjusting his hat.
Once the concert finished, we piled into an Uber. The air in the back seat was thick; the tension between Matthew and me was at an all-time high, but my eyes kept drifting toward Fraser.
“Fraser,” I called out. His head turned to look at me, his expression unreadable in the dark car. “Mhm?” he responded quietly.
“I’m horny,” I blurted out, the drinks in my system stripping away any filter.
I heard Matthew chuckle beside me, his hand immediately finding its way to my thigh. Fraser was always the shyer one of the two, which was exactly why I had called for him instead of Matthew. While Matthew and I had sex often and kept things casual, Fraser and I had only ever made out a handful of times.
“Yeah, Fraser... why don't we help her out?” Matthew chimed in, his voice low and suggestive.
My eyes lit up at the unspoken promise of having both of them. “You want that, Y/N?” Fraser asked, his voice losing its shyness as he placed his hand on my other thigh. I could feel the heat radiating from both of them. I nodded eagerly.
“Words,” Matthew prompted, his grip tightening slightly.
“Yes, I want that,” I told him breathlessly.
The moment we stepped into our shared apartment, the atmosphere shifted. Matthew hoisted me over his shoulder, ignoring my giggles, and marched into the bedroom. He tossed me onto the bed and immediately pinned me down, his tongue dancing with mine. While we were occupied, I reached up and swiped his hat off, catching a glimpse of Fraser starting to pull my boots off at the edge of the bed.
By the time I looked up again, Fraser was already naked, his gaze heavy and focused. I moaned, instinctively trying to shift out of Matthew’s grip to get closer to him.
“Stop, baby,” Matthew groaned, not impressed that I was trying to move.
“Fraser, please,” I called out, reaching for him.
“You want it?” Fraser asked with a smirk I’d never seen on him before. I nodded frantically. “Matthew, please,” I pleaded, reaching up to rip open his button-down shirt.
Matthew finally relented, letting Fraser take over the middle of the bed as he finished stripping. Fraser focused on me, his hands moving expertly to remove my clothes. Our lips crashed together, the kiss deeper and more urgent than any we’d shared before. His thumb found my clit, sending a jolt through me, but before I could process the sensation, Matthew’s weight returned. He slid into me from behind, his size stretching me out and forcing a loud yelp from my throat.
“Ma-Matthew!” I moaned as his pace instantly turned fast and reckless. I clung to Fraser, feeling like I was going to come within seconds.
“Uhh,” I whimpered as Matthew suddenly pulled out, signaling for them to switch.
Matthew’s mouth attached to my neck, his teeth grazing my skin to leave bruises, while Fraser slid inside me for the first time. My back arched off the bed at the new sensation—Fraser was different, more deliberate. I whimpered as Matthew moved to my chest, his tongue swirling around my nipple as Fraser pushed deeper.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I chanted, the pleasure becoming overwhelming.
They switched again, like a well-oiled machine. This time, Fraser moved to my front, kissing my belly and licking my skin softly while Matthew took me from behind with punishing speed. My vision blurred as I watched my two best friends take turns with me.
“I’m gonna...” I panted, my body tightening.
Matthew sensed it and pulled out just in time to come across my stomach. Fraser didn't miss a beat, sliding back into me for the finish. I clenched around him, my walls pulsing, especially when I felt Matthew’s mouth move down to my clit. He sucked and licked with a rhythm that broke me, making me scream as tears of pure release rolled down my face. I came hard against Fraser, who pulled out a moment later to join Matthew, both of them finishing across my skin both of their cum mixing together.
I lay there, my limbs heavy and my breath coming in ragged gasps. Matthew crossed his arms, standing at the foot of the bed with a satisfied grin. “We did a good job, huh?”
Fraser dapped him up, looking equally proud. “A great job.”
I looked up at them, unable to even move a finger. “Help,” I croaked out, completely defeated by them.
idk something about that picture of them dressed like that makes me wet.
