Happy Birthday Lexi!
Pairing: Monty/Miles/Kerry
Rating: NSFW
ahh thank you dear <3
Miles couldn’t believe he let Monty talk him into wearing something like this… It was so ridiculous… He stared at the frilly, white dress lying on the bed in front of him, and swallowed hard, before letting out a shaky breath. Monty had thought of everything… Matching panties, thigh high stockings, even a choker and high heels. The shorter male stood a bit away from him, leaning against a wall behind him. “Monty… I-I can’t wear this… We both know how fucking stupid I’ll look in this outfit…” The man behind him laughed, and hugged him from behind, before those hands cover back to hold onto Miles’ hips, his own pressed into the other’s ass. “You’ll look amazing… Especially when you have a special present for Kerry deep inside of you…” His face turned bright red at the remark, and he tried to shift in Monty’s hands to face him, but he was being firmly held him place as those hands went up his shirt. “Just relax Miles… It’s okay…” Slowly his shirt was stripped off of his body, and those hands slid down his chest to the front of his pants, squeezing here, and there on the way down. “M-Monty…” He gasped, and got a chuckle in response. His pants were carefully undone, and soon brought down along with his boxer. “Now get into the dress. Kerry should be back from getting dinner soon, and remember you have to wear this until Kerry takes it out of you.”
He turned look at Monty, but was suddenly pushed onto the bed on his stomach, feeling Monty’s hands gently rubbing his bare ass. “Remember Miles… Just relax okay?” He whispered gently as something cool, slick, and hard was pressing against his entrance. ”M-Monty wait…!” He gasped out softly, squirming as he felt the toy slowly being pushed into him, Monty’s other hand firm held onto Miles’ hips, making sure he stayed in place. “Take a deep breath, and relax…” His voice came out in a small whine feeling it get pushed deeper, and deeper until he felt Monty pull away from him. “There we go… Come on Miles, let’s get you dressed.” They spent a few minutes putting Miles in the panties, leggings, and heels, his breath was heavy, and his face was brightly flushed. Then they slipped him into the dress, and carefully zipped up the back. He looked down, panting, and shaking, shuddering as Monty pulled him to his feet, the two slowly walking into Kerry’s living room, just in time to come face, to face with the short, young man holding a pizza box, and a bag. Miles felt himself blush even harder, and he squeezed Monty’s hand a little harder for support completely embarrassed as the other’s eyes ran up, and down his body while in this stupid dress. “H-Happy birthday Kerry…” Miles muttered under his breath, and Monty laughed, walking over to him, pulling Miles with him. “Hope you like your present.”