Switch It Up
Gator Tillman x Kirby Rivers (oc) x Win Lewis (oc)
♤ Summary: Kirby teaches Gator some things in the bedroom. Things get a little out of hand. (In a good way)
♤ Warnings: sex. This is all sex. Trans oc (Kirby uses he/him), Gator x oc x oc, threesome. The more indepth tags im gonna put under the cut cuz it's... its all sex stuff okay here we gooooo!
♤ A/N: look @jozstankovich i finally wrote iiittttt!!!! Gonna tag @thecreelhouse too! If you aren't into smut stuff please go no further friend! I will not be offended but i never want to presume everyone is into sex stuff cuz i know some people arent!!! 🧡🤣🤣🤣🧡
18+ Under The Cut!!!
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!!!
♤ Extra Warnings: trans sex, Kirby is a boy but he has a vagina, and they use terms for that. Mostly "cunt" i think, cum eating, overstimulation, blow jobs, fingering, oral (everyone receiving), dirty talk, unprotected sex (wrap it y'all), i wanna say.... cream pie? Not 100% on what that 100% includes but i wanna say its in there, switching! Allllll these fuckers switch!!! They switch more than costumes on Broadway okay??? And you have to love that for them. God i hope that's it, enjoy!!!!
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Kirby wipes the back of his hand across his face as Gator lowers himself to his knees next to him. Win's panting on the bed, her thighs still shaking, tremors volting through her body.
"You're better at that than me." Gator mutters, his hands on his knees. Kirby readjustes his knees, they're starting to ache from overuse. He narrows his eyes, staring at Gator.
"What?" Gator asks, leaning away a bit.
"Gimme a pillow for my knees. I'm gonna teach you somethin'." Kirby nods toward the head of the bed, Gator scrambles back up to grab one, Win gasps on the bed and pushes herself up onto her elbows to look at Kirby, and then Gator, who settles beside him again after he gets the pillow under Kirby's knees.
Win's shaking hand moves down, between her legs and Kirby slaps it, pointing at her with a look.
"No touching. You gonna be good?" He asks, head tilted. She bites her lip, her chest heaving as she looks at them, and nods. Kirby smiles, nods at her, gives her knee a squeeze.
"Good girl." He praises, and then turns to Gator.
"What do you want me to do?" He asks, hands on his knees still, his cock hard and pressing against his belly. Kirby's eyes linger there, he fades.
"Kirby." Gator snaps his fingers in front his face, Kirby shakes his head, blinks a few times.
"Sorry, distracted. Ummmmm... here. Gimme your arm." Kirby instructs. Gator frowns.
"I don't get to touch her?" He nods to Win, up on her elbows watching them again, her face is still flushed from the three rolling orgasms Kirby just pushed her through, but her breathing is finally leveling out. Kirby watches her pout mockingly at Gator before he looks back to him.
"Not yet. She's fine for now. Needs a little break." Kirby says, giving her a knowing look.
"Presumptuous." She mumbles. Kirby presses his tongue to his teeth, eyebrow cocked on his forehead and moves his hand up her leg slowly. Her breathing falters as his hand moves higher. Her teeth dig into her lip when his fingertips reach her folds, he smirks at her and pressed his fingers in, deep, his thumb pressing straight against her clit and circling. Her head slams back, fingers clenched in the sheets.
"Kirby! Fuck! I'm sorry I'm sorry! I'll wait!" She screams, overstimulation clenching her muscles, he whole body bearing down on his fingers. He pulls them out, slow, circles her clit one more time, her body jerking, manic laughter bubbling out of her as she lays there twitching. He pats at her inner thigh, fingers soaking wet.
"That's what I thought. Just watch sweetheart. It'll make it better later. You trust me?" Kirby asks, his hand curling around her calf soothingly. She presses up onto her elbows again.
"I trust you." She breathes, and smiles at him. Her eyes moving to Gator at the same time Kirby's do. He turns to him, holds out his hand, and smiles when Gator places his wrist in Kirby's palm.
"I'm gonna teach you what it should feel like okay? The ways you should be moving your tongue." Kirby's eyes are wide, waiting for Gator to respond. He swallows roughly, his throat working, and nods.
"Okay. I'm- yeah. That sounds...nice." His pupils are blown, his eyes almost black as he watches and waits for Kirby to start. Kirby smiles at him, presses a chaste kiss to Gator's palm, and then moves his mouth to his wrist and starts his lessons.
He moves his tongue slowly at first, the salty tange on Gators skin making his mouth water, he moans against Gator's pulse point and tugs him closer. His eyes are closed but he can feel Gator squirming next to him, pressing his thighs together. Kirby's been doing the same since he got on his knees for their girl. His thighs have to be slick by now, there's no way he's not fucking dripping. He pulls back, his mouth popping off of Gator's wrist loudly. He hears Win sigh on the bed above them.
"Okay, now show me what I just did to you." Kirby orders, holds his own arm out to Gator. He frowns.
"What? My arm not good enough?" Kirby asks, chastising.
"No! No it's fine. I just-" Gator voice stalls, his eyes fall to the floor.
"Hey." Kirby moves two fingers under his chin, lifts his head.
"Tell me what you want." Kirby says, easy. Gator swallows.
"I wanna touch you." Gator says, his voice quiet. Kirby smiles.
"You can touch me. Use my shoulder, c'mhere." Kirby shifts a little, angles himself toward Gator more and he's against him immediately. Gator's arms around him, hands pressing into the warm skin of his back, his mouth hovering over Kirby's shoulder.
"Go ahead."
Kirby closes his eyes, focuses on the soft slide of Gator's tongue against his skin, moans and grabs at Gator when he moves his tongue perfectly, exactly the way Kirby had against his skin.
"Okay okay." Kirby breathes, pushes Gator back, away from him, his hands linger on Kirby's naked hips.
"Did I do good?" Gator asks, his eyes wide, expecting, and Kirby's happy to see, there's no lingering worry or fear, that Kirby might be mean to him, might tell him he's worthless. Kirby and Win had been working hard to erase that feeling from their boy. And it was working. Kirby cupped his cheek, snorted a laugh when Gator moved his hand over his ribs, tickling,
"You did perfect. Lemme show you somethin else." Kirby smiles, held his hand out again. Gator immediately moved his wrist into it. Kirby looked up Win, she was sitting now, elbows on her knees as she looked down over the end of the bed, watching them. She smiled, her teeth pulling over her bottom lip.
"He's so good for us." She sighed, moving her foot out, pressing it to Gator's shoulder, he curled his fingers around her ankle and held her there. Needing the contact.
Kirby lowered his mouth to Gator's skin again, and felt Win's hand move into his hair, not guiding, just resting there, that touch, keeping them all connected. Gator whined high in his throat and Kirby pulled back again, goofy grin on his face.
"What the fuck was that?" Gator asked. His eyes wide, he looked between Kirby and Win. Kirby snorted, Win laughed, flopped back on the bed, her hands laying across her stomach.
"Oh I'm pretty sure I know exactly what that was." She laughed, her foot still resting against Gator's shoulder, it angled her knee up a bit and both boys leaned a little to the left, gawking as she exposed herself.
She clears her throat and they both look up at her, eyes wide and innocent and needy.
"Weren't you in the middle of something?" She asks, voice a little lower than normal, knowing look on her face. Kirby blinks up at her, slowly, she laughs again and lifts her other leg, toes at his cheek until he's facing Gator again.
"Teaching him." She says, her voice fond as she drops both her legs away from them, crossing her ankles and closing her legs.
"Right. Yes. That was- yes. I was doing that." Kirby nods, shakes his head once and pulls at Gator's arm again.
"Watch." Is all he says before moving his mouth back to Gator's skin. He keeps his lips off him, sticks his tongue out a little farther, lets Gator watch the way he moves and swirls and presses his tongue to him. Gator watches with wide eyes, whining again when Kirby moves his tongue just right.
"Fuck." Gator breathes, leaning closer, his free hand clamped down on his own thigh, his cock is nearly purple against his stomach now.
"Can I?" He asks, looking at Kirby. Kirby smiles, nods, tilts his head to the side and lets Gator in.
He curls his arms around Kirby, pulls him up onto his knees, taller, as he mouths at his neck, his collar bones, Kirby squirming in his arms.
"Fuck, Gate. You're such a fast learner." Kirby laughs, grabbing at him, pulling him closer as his tongue moves perfectly against his skin. He feels Gator's teeth and knows he's getting lost. Getting distracted. Kirby moves his hands into his hair.
"Want me to help you with this?" Kirby asks, moving his thigh just so, pressing it against Gator's cock trapped between them.
"Mhm." Gator whines into his neck.
"Yeah? How do you want me?" Kirby asks, his hands moving down Gator's back, pulling him closer, grinding against him.
"I want your mouth." Gator sighs, nosing into Kirby's hair.
"Oh yeah?" He asks, pulls back, looks at Gator.
"You want my mouth cuz that's what she got?" He asks, knowing the answer already. Gator nods, doesn't speak, his eyes glassy.
"Yeah? Somebody jealous?" Kirby teases, hears Win chuckle next to him. Gator nods again, licks his lips.
"That's okay sweetheart. No need to be jealous. You know I'll give you whatever you want right?" Kirby asks, cupping Gator's cheek. He nods again, slow.
"Yeah I know. Know you'll take care'a me." He says, voice syrupy, he nods again. Kirby nods back, kisses his cheek.
"Up on the bed." Kirby pats his cheek and smiles when Gator scrambles back up onto the bed, he moves so his back is against the headboard. Kirby crawls onto the bed thankfully, glad to give his knees a rest. He lays on his stomach between Gator's legs.
"This isn't- I mean I'm not-" Gator stammers, looking down at him, his hands flexing in the sheets beside his legs.
"Not gonna last long?" Kirby asks, eyes up and on Gator. He shakes his head.
"Fuck I love that. So fucking much." He crawls up then, kisses Gator deep, licks into his mouth and pulls back again before Gator can catch up.
"Fucking cum down my throat. I want it." Kirby growls, slides back down to his stomach, mouths at Gator's hip for a minute.
"Jesus Christ." Gator breathes, his chest heaving.
"Gonna let me help you pretty boy?" Win's voice in Kirby's ears, her breath tickling the skin just behind it, her hand moves over his back, slow, over his ribs and hip, slower. He feels her lay next to him, chest pressed against his side, sees her other hand move and lace together with Gator's.
"Am I pretty boy right now?" Kirby asks, peppering kisses across Gator's hip, moving closer, licking at his happy trail, smiling into the skin there as Gator squirms.
"You're always a pretty boy." She breathes, her breath hot against his ear.
"Lemme touch you. Make you feel good. Wanna watch my good boys cum together." She sighs, drags her teeth across his shoulder. Kirby shivers, feels her hand move down, away from his hip, over his ass, she moves her nails gently against the inside of his thigh, his hips move against the matress.
"Yeah. Fuck yes. Touch me please." Kirby begs, moves his mouth to the base of Gator's cock, as Win moves her fingers up, moves them over Kirby's slick thighs as Kirby swallows Gator, his throat opening for him as Win whispers,
"You're so fucking wet baby. So fucking good for us." As she presses two fingers into Kirby, slow, pulls them back out as he whines around the cock in his throat.
"You're our good boy aren't you? Hmm? Taking us both so fucking well." She adds a third finger, it goes in easy, Kirby's so wet, his hips rolling against the matress, pressing her fingers deeper as she licks and bites at his shoulder.
"Mhmm." He hums, his throat vibrating as Gator fucks his hips up into his mouth.
"Jesus fuck. You're fucking mouth." Gator groans, hands clenching in the sheets, and to Win's hand, their fingers still laced together.
"He feels so good doesn't he Gate, so wet and warm?" She coos, her fingers making obscene sounds as they move into him over and over. Gator's free hand clamps down on Kirby's head, fingers tangling in his hair, pushing his cock deeper.
Tears fall down Kirby's face as he forces himself deeper, Win's slick fingers moving over Kirby's clit now, her mouth clamping down on his shoulder, teeth sinking deep. Kirby whines around the cock shoved in his throat, his cunt squeezing Win's fingers as he cums, humming again as Gator fucks up hard, cumming down his throat with a yell.
Kirby stays on him until his cock is soft, and then pulls back with an obscene pop, gasping a little, he licks at his lips, his tongue sticky. Win's nuzzles into his shoulder. Kisses the mark she made.
"Fuck." Gator sighs, finally going limp with Kirby's mouth off him.
"I mean... fuck." He says, chest heaving. Kirby laughs, his cheek resting on Gator's hip.
"Such a way with words." He sighs, feels Win roll away from him, he reaches for her, draps his arm over her stomach after she wiggles her way up closer to Gator.
"Was it good for you too?" She asks, her eyes on Kirby. He scrunches his nose.
"You couldn't tell?" He asks, feeling sleepy, nuzzling his face against Gator's dick, making him squirm again.
"No I could tell." She says, sounding satisfied with herself.
"I couldn't tell." Gator lies. Looking between them both.
"Oh no?" Win asks. Gator shakes his head.
"Well here. Lemme show you." She grabs at Kirby's arm, yanks him up to lay between them, he goes easily enough, pliant and fucked out.
"Here." Kirby hears her say, his eyes falling shut, and then he feels hands on him, and then fingers in him.
"Mmm! Fuck!" He cries, his legs trying to close at the stimulation, Gator laughs, one hand hooked under Kirby's knee, keeping them apart. His other hand next to Win's, knuckle deep in his dripping cunt.
"Fuckpleasefuck." Kirby begs, his hips twitching and rolling.
"Is that what you want? Hmm? Want me to fuck you?" Gator asks, hums in his ear as he shoves his fingers deeper.
"Fuck. Mmm- ah! Please! Yes!" Kirby writhes between them, Win pulling at his other leg now, keeping them apart as she cirlces her thumb around his clit. Gator pulls his fingers out, moves them up Kirby's stomach and then sucks them into his mouth. He licks them clean and then he's moving, he's on top of Kirby in the time it takes him to blink.
"Fuck. She was right. You did enjoy that didn't you? Taste so good." He breathes into Kirby mouth, licking into him and letting him taste himself. Kirby can feel him hard against his stomach again already. He nods, letting Gator know he's right, he did fucking enjoy it.
"Wanna enjoy me now too?" Gator asks, doesn't wait for an answer as Win's hand between them lines him up. He sinks into Kirby easily, slips into him deep as Kirby claws at his back and cries out, tears falling into his hair as Gator fucks him.
"Take me so good baby. Like you're fuckin made for it. My pretty little boy." Gator growls, his hips slamming into Kirby, their skin slapping against each other.
Kirby feels fingers press against his clit, his hips slam up into Gator's. He feels more than hears Win laughing against his ear. Her breath hot, her lips even hotter when they mouth at the skin of his shoulder again.
"You want more? Hmm? Sweet boy? You can take more can't you?" She hums, her fingers moving down, pushing in next to Gator's cock, he and Kirby moan into each other mouths at the new pressure.
"More! please! Want it. Need it." Kirby whines, hips rolling, nails digging into Gator's back, and then Win's arm when she grabs him, both of them clutching at each other across Gator's back.
"I've got you baby. We've got you. Gonna give you what you need." Gator soothes, kisses his cheek and then pushes hismelf up onto his hands. He braces himself, hands on Kirby's hips, shifts his knees a little and pounds into him. His cock buried deep on every thrust, Win's fingers pushing in next to him, stretching him wider as Kirby cries, squirming beneath them as they push him over the edge, his whole body shaking as Gator fucks him into the matress.
"He's gonna cum inside you pretty boy. Fill that pretty cunt. That what you want honey?" Win purrs, voice rough and deep in his ear.
"Y-y-yes. Pl-please." Kirby begs, his hands above his head now, slammed against the headboard, his fingers clawing at it as Gator fucks him deeper, his hips stuttering as he gets closer.
"Such a good boy for us. Always saying please." She teases, moves her hand away from his cunt, up his stomach, nails scratching lightly at his skin as Gator keeps moving. She moves her hand back down, slow, over his clit again, making him scream, and then presses her fingers back in, slides them in beside Gator's cock and pushes them both over the edge again. Gator falling foward, hips snapped tight agaisnt Kirby's, cum filling his cunt as he licks at Kirby's neck, both of them moaning and whining into each others skin.
Kirby's soft laughter fills the room, airy and manic. The way it always does when they fuck him good. His hands still clawing at Gator's back. Gator stays inside him. Win pulls her arm from between them and snuggles close to them both.
"You okay sweetheart?" She breathes, kissing Kirby's cheek. He nods slowly, laughter still bubbling out of him, Gator pulls out of him, cock soft, and he laughs again, tucking his head into Gator's neck.
"Didn't hurt you did I?" Gator asks, lifting his hips as Kirby shakes his head. Gator looks between them, shoves Kirby's leg up a bit, shifts his hips just right and watches his cum drip out of him.
"Fuuuuuck. You're fucking perfect." Gator groans, moves his hand down, presses his fingers through his cum and curls them. Win groans as she watches him lift his hand, suck his fingers into his mouth and then reach for her. She goes willing, opening her mouth and letting Gator slip his cum covered tongue into her mouth. Both of them moaning as they taste him and Kirby on their tongues.
"Jesus fuck." Kirby breathes, watching them, his breathing calming slowly. He watches them both swallow and then look at him.
"What was that for? I was supposed to be teaching him, to fuck you better. Not... not this." Kirby waves his hand around weakly. Win snorts as Gator gets up, walks into the bathroom.
"Well you're such a good teacher, I thought maybe a preemptive thank you was in order." Win said, pressing again Kirby's side again, her hand moving over his chest and up his neck, angling his head toward her so she could kiss him. Her salty tongue licks into his mouth and he sighs, deep, as she pulls back.
"Well thanks. It was... it was fuckin great." Kirby says, smiling as she laughs into his shoulder. Gator comes back with a warm washcloth, wipes Kirby clean and tosses it to the side.
"What about me?" Win huffs, playful as she spreads her legs. Gator smiles, but his eyes go dark as he curls his fingers around her ankle.
"I'm not done with you yet." Gator says, his voice low. Win digs her teeth into her lip, plants her feet, her heels digging into the sheets.
"Oh yeah? Got some new moves you wanna try?" She asks, lifting up onto her elbows as Gator crawls and kneels between her legs.
"Yeah. Gonna see if I can make you scream the way he can." Gator jerks his head in Kirby's direction, Win lets her head fall to the side, looks at Kirby too. His eyes are closed, one leg bent at the knee, putting him on full display, but his hands are resting on his stomach. He doesn't look at them as he raises one and gives them a thumbs up.
"Good luck soldier. Make me proud." He says, voice soft and fucked out, he drops his hand back to his stomach as Gator lays down, his head between Win's legs.
"Gonna make me scream then?" Win teases, her legs bouncing slowly, like butterfly wings around Gator. He lets her knees fall back down and clamps his hands down on them, spreading her legs wide and holding them down against the matress.
"That's the plan, yeah." He says, looking up at her. Her eyes widen, her mouth opens, like she's gonna challenge him again and he moves. Latches his mouth onto her and moves his tongue the way Kirby showed him. Whatever words she may have been about to say fall away as she falls to the bed.
She moans deep in her throat as he keeps going, licking and sucking until she's shaking beneath him. Her eyes squeezed tight, hands clenched in the sheets for what very well might be the hundredth time today. Her thighs are starting to shake when she hears Kirby say,
"Here. Slip two in there. And curl them like this." And she feels his slender fingers slip inside her, curling perfectly the way they always do, hitting that spot inside her like no one ever had before. She snaps her head up, looks down to see both boys between her legs.
She watches Kirby lean close to Gator, feels his fingers pull out of her. She watches him move his hand over Gator's on her thigh and hears him whisper,
"Lemme show you." Into Gator's ear. Gator's face is all focus, his other hand droping down her thigh, his thumb moving to replace his mouth on her clit. She gasps at the change, opens her mouth to encourage them when she feels four fingers press into her, her head slamming back again.
"Right here." Kirby says, and she feels Gator's fingers hit that perfect spot. Feels Kirby's fingers from the other side, moving Gator's, showing him how to do it. And then Kirby curls their fingers together, filling her up and pressing inside her as Gator leans back down, his tongue finding her clit again as Kirby presses their fingers in deeper, a little harder.
She cums with a scream, hands shoving at them both, trying to push them away, to stop the over stimulation as her body shakes and clenches around them both.
"Not yet." She hears Kirby say, feels Gator's fingers push deeper, feels Kirby's slick ones cover her clit before Gator's mouth is there again.
And then Kirby is kissing her, moving his tongue in her mouth the way Gator's moving his over her clit and she's fucking thrown over the edge again, moaning and crying into Kirby's mouth as he kisses her through it.
Her body shakes for almost two mintes after their done with her. Gator wiping her down and both boys curling around her after. Kirby's head resting on her breast, his hand resting just below her belly button. Gator's got her tucked under his chin, his hand resting around her ribs.
"You okay babes?" Kirby asks, pressing a kiss to her cheek. She nods, smiles slowly, and breathes out a laugh.
"Yeah. Okay is... an understatement." She chuckles, her hand resting on Kirby's arm giving him a squeeze.
"So I- I did good. That was better than before?" Gator asks, nuzzling his nose into her hair.
"Yeah Gate, you did fucking amazing." She compliments, moving to kiss him, dislodging Kirby from her chest with a sqwuak. She gets settled back down and he licks a hot stripe across her boob before settling back down himself.
"Hey! Watch it!" She teases, slapping at him.
"Oh I was. Hence the lick." He grins up at her, she rolls her eyes, but watches his grin turn into a syrupy sleepy smile as he cuddles closer. His arm reaching across her to grab at Gator too. Both her boys angle themselves closer, holding each other as they hold onto her.
They lay there until the sun falls, shadows dancing off into the dark as they drift in and out of sleep. Eventually showering together before they all hobble and waddle and limp into the kitchen. They scour the pantry and then talk and laugh as Kirby makes them dinner, the others watching as their beautiful boy cooks for them, in his pretty little apron, no shirt on underneath.