The Fuckboy Committee
NINE: FULL SEX
18+
Still a virgin in your 20s, you're desperate for some experience - but there's not a single man in New York that you can trust. There are, however, two seasoned fuckboys who promise to guide you through the world of sex, with no strings attached.
A new development in your friendship with Thor pushes you to take the next step with your fuckboys.
Content Warning: Fuckboy!Steve x F!Reader x Fuckboy!Bucky, friends with benefits, mature themes, flirting, slight angst, alcohol consumption, fluff, smut (oral sex f receiving, fingering, penetrative sex, MMF threesome).
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Your thermos is filled with coffee, your hair is perfectly styled, and your outfit is incredibly cute. The spring in your step has been there since you woke up, and it doesn't go unnoticed by your roommate.
"Oh, shit," Wanda utters as she looks you up and down. "You are glowing."
"Do you think?" You ask her with a grin. "I have a big meeting at work - well, Mr. Stark has a big meeting at work. A lot of the executives are gonna be there, so I just put a little extra effort in."
Folding her arms across her chest, she raises a brow. "And this has nothing to do with the two fuckboys you'll coincidentally also be seeing at work today?" She wonders curiously.
Her query makes you frown as you let out a scoff. "What? No, absolutely not," You claim. "It has everything to do with Thor being there, though."
Wanda narrows her eyes and you can tell she doesn't believe you. "Are you sure?" She asks, watching as you pick up your bag from the couch. "Sex is intimate. I'd completely understand if you were catching feelings for one of them."
"It's not like that," You insist, slinging the bag onto your shoulder. "There's nothing romantic about it; they're like my tutors. It's just sex."
"Sex is never just sex!" She exclaims.
"Haven't you ever had sex with someone you don't like?" You ask her.
"Nope," Wanda reveals to your surprise. "I've only slept with people I had feelings for, or eventually went on to develop feelings for."
"Oh," You utter simply, before straightening your back. "Whatever. The boys and I haven't even had, like... full sex yet, so I feel nothing but friendship for them. A nice, platonic sense of camaraderie."
"Full sex?" She repeats through laughter. "As opposed to what? Half sex?"
"Yes, half sex is foreplay, full sex is sex, I've said it and that's that," You decide firmly with a huff. "Now, I'm getting late for work. Also, everyone at the office is going out for drinks tonight, so I'm not sure when I'll be back."
"Or if you'll be back," Wanda corrects slyly. "A little tip: wine will get them horny without giving them whiskey dick."
"Whiskey dick?" You repeat with a frown.
"Yeah, you know; when they're too drunk to get a boner," She explains matter-of-factly. "If you wanna get some tonight, keep them away from the hard stuff."
Slowly, you back away from her and towards the door. "They were frat boys six months ago; drunk sex is their forte," You say, mostly trying to convince yourself.
"I'm just saying. I don't want you to be disappointed," She says as she walks closer to you. "And judging by that tight little skirt and expensive perfume you've got on, you want it to be tonight. Don't you?"
Lost for words, you stare at her open-mouthed.
"I can read your mind," She claims with a smirk. "I'll see you tomorrow, and I wanna hear all about your full sex."
Thor decided to sit next to you for the first time today, and you've been reeling ever since. While the others drone on about financial reports and upcoming property auctions, you're watching him scribble something down onto a scrap piece of paper. He slides it over to you once he's done, making your stomach flip. You feel like a schoolgirl with a juvenile crush, but you don't care. He's drawn a picture of two stick people doing what looks to be sitting down and eating slices of cake. Amused, you add in a few small details, including some trees behind them. Thor then draws a bottle of champagne, so you draw in champagne flutes in each of the stick people's hands.
While the meeting goes on, the two of you continue with the drawing. Steve and Bucky give you cheeky looks but you ignore them, not wanting to fall off your game. Eventually, Thor picks the paper up to look at it with a smile. You frown, wondering what he's so happy about. Just then, Tony finally ends the meeting, and the others begin shuffling out of the room. Thor remains seated and so do you, pretending to be making some final notes just so you can get a few extra minutes with him.
"Well, here you go," Thor says, sliding the paper over to you. Looking over, you see he's labeled the stick people with each of your names. Confused, you frown at him, silently asking him to explain. "That's us on our first date," He mumbles, sending a shiver down your spine. "The one I'm taking you on next Saturday."
Utterly taken aback, you let out a breathy laugh. "Wha- seriously?" You ask, wondering whether you're dreaming as your heart races.
"Seriously," He repeats firmly. "Unless you have other plans?"
"No, definitely not," You assure him. "I- next Saturday is perfect."
He smiles widely, and you swear you see his eyes twinkle. "Great. I'll text you later to work out the details," Thor says, standing up. "I gotta go work on that report for Starkie - you're coming out for drinks later, yeah?"
"Yeah," You reply, standing up too while trying to play it cool.
"See you around, babe," He shoots with a wink, making your stomach flip.
"Bye," You whisper, wide-eyed as you watch him walk out, leaving you alone in the meeting room.
While you're excited, you also know you're nowhere near experienced enough to hang out alone with him yet, which has solidified your decision.
You're having full sex tonight.
Old Petey's is a dimly lit bar, where there are hardly any free seats and absolutely no free drinks.
"Everyone needs a tequila to start," Tony claims, two large platters of shots in his hands. "And remember - drinks are on me tonight, so don't hold back!"
"He's in a good mood," Steve mumbles into your ear, to which you grin.
"Him and Pepper made it official," You reveal, before nudging his ribs. "But you didn't hear that from me."
"My lips are sealed, twinkie," He promises with a wink, reaching out to grab two shots and handing one to you. "Salut."
It's an enjoyable start to the night, but you can't ignore your nerves. When you spot Bucky standing alone at the bar, you decide to approach him, hoping a talk with him will help you relax.
"Hey, stranger," You say, sidling up to him while he sips on whiskey. "Come here often?"
He smirks, turning his head towards you. "Hey, beautiful," He responds. "Approach strange men in bars often?"
"You're my first, actually," You admit with a soft laugh.
Biting his lip, he leans in closer. "Promise?" Bucky whispers into your ear, sending a shiver down your spine.
Immediately, your heart races and you're suddenly very aware of your breathing. You both hate and love how easy it is for him to fluster you. "Bubby," You whine lowly, taking his whiskey glass and fiddling with it.
"What is it, pretty girl?" He mumbles, resting his hand on your ass. "You getting shy on me?"
"Suck my dick," You huff, lightly hitting his chest.
"You first," He retorts, leaning down to kiss your cheek.
"Tony's gonna be mad if sees us like this," You warn him, thankful that the bar is busy.
"He's already drunk, don't worry about him," Bucky assures you, pulling you closer. His hands roam your body, driving you crazy.
"I need to tell you something," You whisper, tapping his belt buckle. "It's top secret."
"Oh? Do tell," He says, intrigued.
You look around to make sure nobody from the office is within earshot before moving even closer to Bucky and lowering your lips to his ear. "I wanna have sex tonight," You reveal, suddenly becoming overwhelmed with nerves as the words leave your mouth.
His eyes light up instantly. Saying nothing, he takes a long sip of his drink, the silence driving you wild.
"Buuuuck," You draw out with frustration, squeezing his shoulder. "Say something. Agree. Disagree. Give me your consent."
A smirk grows on his lips and he glances around the bar before standing up off the stool, towering over you. "Give me a kiss," He mutters, placing his hands on your hips.
"We're in public," You remind him, unable to kill the smile on your face.
"Nobody's sober enough to notice us," Bucky murmurs before closing the gap between you, giving you a gentle kiss.
Unfortunately, though, he's wrong. There is one person with his watchful eyes on the two of you, observing with a clenched jaw as you and Bucky share quick, playful kisses. Bruce huffs, frustrated that Bucky decided to directly disobey him and pursue you. With no other choice, he approaches an attractive young woman with a fistful of cash.
"You can have all of this if you go flirt with that guy over there," Bruce utters into her ear, nodding towards Bucky.
The woman looks taken aback as she scoffs. "The one making out with his girlfriend?" She questions him with a raised brow.
"She's not his girlfriend. Wait until he's alone," Bruce instructs her, placing the cash in her hand. "That's $500. I'll double it after you've done the job."
She looks dubious of him, her eyes narrowing. "And all I have to do is flirt with him? What if he's not into me?"
He chuckles drly, shaking his head. "Trust me, you won't have that problem," Bruce assures her.
With a shrug, she closes her hand around the money and agrees, "Alright, dude."
You stay with Bucky for a few more minutes before you need to use the bathroom. When you get there, you see a few of the girls from the office touching up their makeup and gossiping between themselves.
"Hey, you," Charlene greets you, looking back at you in the mirror while applying some red lipstick. "Doing okay, babe?"
"I'm doing fantastic," You reply eagerly, walking over to stand next to her, leaning back against the sink.
"You and Barnes are looking awfully cosy out there," Niamh points out with a quirked brow. "Were our desperate warnings not enough to keep you away from him?"
"Bub- Bucky and I are just friends," You promise them with a laugh. "Same with Steve."
"That's what Sheila in Accounting said," Fariya's muffled voice comes through a cubicle door before it swings open to reveal her with a stern look on her face. "Then she shaved her head when Barnes told her he wasn't into her anymore."
"You guys have nothing to worry about. I will not be making any drastic hairstyle changes anytime soon," You vow. "In fact, I have a date next week with a man who isn't either of them."
The three of them burst into excited coos, and you feel your stomach flip at the reminder of your date with Thor. They prod you for details, but you refuse to give them any because you don't want to jinx it. Plus, if word got back to Thor that you were gushing about a date that hadn't even happened yet, it might make you seem immature in his eyes - so you keep quiet, but promise the girls you'll tell them how it goes.
When you leave the bathroom, your eyes immediately land on Bucky who's still sitting where you left him, only now, there's another girl with him. She's laughing at something he's saying and it's clear they're flirting, and for a split second, you feel ill. A sharp pain hits your stomach and you have the sudden urge to cry and make a drastic hairstyle change, but you quickly shake your head and realize what you're doing.
What's your problem? Stop being crazy. He's allowed to flirt with other girls. You do not have a problem with that, at all.
Thankfully, the nasty feelings go away and you can breathe again. That was weird. Looking around the bar, you spot Steve ordering a drink and make your way over to him. A small part of you is hoping Bucky sees the two of you together, and feels at least an inch of the jealousy you did - wait, what? Jealousy? You are not jealous. Get a grip.
Steve's arm around your waist pulls you out of your thoughts, and you look up at him with a slight jump. "Everything okay, twinkie?" He asks you with slight concern in his eyes.
Giving him a smile, you nod. "Everything is great now that you're here," You say teasingly.
He strokes your hip, smirking. "Is that right?"
Placing your hand on his chest, you pout. "Look what Bubby's doing," You whine immaturely.
"What's Bubby doing?" Steve asks while looking around the bar until his eyes land on Bucky.
"He's flirting with some other girl," You point out. "Right after I told him I wanna have sex tonight. How rude."
Steve almost does a double take, quickly spinning his head back down to you. "You wanna have sex tonight?" He asks lowly, to which you nod. "And we're still in this crappy bar?"
You nod again, and he scoffs. Without warning, he grabs your hand and leads you right over to Bucky. Steve grabs his shoulder and mutters something into his ear before dragging you out of the bar, making you laugh. "Steve, what are you doing?" You ask incredulously.
"We are going home, twinkie," He states curtly, taking you to his car.
"Right now?" You question him, feeling your stomach flip.
Steve looks over your shoulder at where Bucky is exiting the bar. With a smirk, Steve looks back down at you, kissing you after uttering, "Right now."
As the three of you get into his car, a combination of giggles and whispers and Bucky's wandering hands, Bruce stares out the window of the bar at you, glowering.
"I've never done this before."
Bucky's words take you aback. "You- you've never had sex?" You ask him incredulously.
"I've never been someone else's first before," He corrects pointedly as he and Steve stand in front of where you're sitting on the bed.
"Me neither," Steve adds, looking slightly nervous.
With an eye roll, you let out a huff. "It's not a big deal, guys. And don't look so scared, you're freaking me out!" You exclaim. "You're supposed to be the professionals, here."
"Alright. You're right. Not a big deal. Tupac, no Biggie," Bucky mumbles, sounding anything but confident.
"So, who's fucking you first?" Steve asks bluntly.
Shrugging, you sit back on the bed, trying to remain calm when you're internally going haywire. "Well, Bucky's dick is smaller, so maybe he should go first?" You suggest. Steve immediately snorts, and Bucky looks offended, to which you sit up. "It's not a bad thing! It just means you'll hurt me less," You reason, only making Steve laugh again while Bucky purses his lips. Glaring at Steve, you fold your arms across your chest and say, "Fine. If you're gonna be like that, then Steven, you're fucking me first."
"No, no, no, I'll do it," Bucky interjects hurriedly.
"Nah," Steve counters with a smug smirk. "Twinkie said she wants my huge cock first."
"The difference isn't even that much!" You swear with frustration, before looking up at both of them and pouting. "It's not fair."
Bucky frowns, sitting down next to you and cupping your face in his big hand. "What's not fair, newbie?" He asks.
With heated cheeks, you look down. "I want you both," You mumble shyly.
"You can have us both," Steve assures you, sitting on the other side of you. "Can't she, Buck?"
"Of course you can, baby," Bucky adds before softly kissing your neck. "We're yours."
"Just lay back," Steve orders you lowly while unbuttoning his shirt. "Let us take care of you."
You do as he says, watching as the two of them strip down to their boxers. Biting your lip, you move back to rest against the pillows, squeezing your legs together with eager frustration. Bucky kneels onto the bed with a hunger in his eyes, looking you up and down. "I fuckin' love it when you wear tight dresses," He mumbles, running a hand through your hair before tugging on the ends, forcing your head back. "You wear this just for us today?"
Biting your lip, you shake your head. "You wish, Barnes," You reply lowly.
"Come on now, newbie," He chuckles, pulling down the zipper on your dress. "Admit it. You're a little tease, and you love driving us crazy at the office, huh?"
"You act all innocent to everyone else, but we know the real you," Steve chimes in smugly. "We know you're insatiable. Just like us."
Gradually, you feel yourself losing control to them as they help you out of your dress. Although you've been naked in front of them before, knowing what lies ahead makes it feel like it's the first time. Their touches are gentle and welcoming, and you realize in this moment just how grateful you are that it's Bucky and Steve you're losing your virginity to.
Bucky's hand slipping down your panties pulls you from your wholesome thoughts to the not-so-wholesome present, making you gasp. He's behind you with his chest to your back, slowly rubbing circles onto your clit.
"That feel good, twinkie?" Steve asks you as he stands to the side of the bed, watching. "Getting nice and wet for us?"
"Yes," You cry, throwing your head back as Bucky sinks one of his fingers into you. Steve opens the bedside table before taking out a box of condoms, spilling them out on top of the table. He grabs one and opens it with his teeth, keeping his eyes on you. Your heart races as he takes out his hard cock and rolls the condom onto it, and you can't help but let out a whimper at the sight.
"I think she's excited, Stevie," Bucky says teasingly, fucking you with his fingers slowly, scissoring them and curling them as he opens you up. "She's fucking soaked."
"Yeah, baby?" Steve asks you with a smirk, tilting his head. "You're gonna have to be patient. Show us what a good girl you are."
Your stomach flips at his words, and just as you feel your pleasure begin to build up, Bucky pulls his fingers out of you, making you whine, "Bubby, why?"
The two of them chuckle at how desperate you are, frustrating you further. All your frustration goes out the window, however, when Steve kneels onto the bed and grabs you by the ankles, forcing you onto your back. Bucky gets off the bed while Steve gets comfortable between your legs, kissing your inner thighs teasingly.
"Steve," You whisper, looking down at him as you buck your hips up. "Can't wait. Please."
His smirk widens just before he dives in, flicking his tongue against your pulsing clit. Your back arches as he licks and swirls his tongue around your pussy, letting out groans himself which send vibrations through your body. He keeps his eyes on you, and you can see the build up of lust pooling in them.
Bucky, too, puts a condom on before rejoining you on the bed. He presses kisses to your neck, waiting until you moan before sinking his teeth in, marking his territory. Usually, you'd ask him to be careful with leaving visible marks, but right now, you just don't care. Your eyes roll back as utter bliss takes over your body, and you squeeze Steve's head between your thighs. He can barely breathe, but he couldn't give a fuck - he'd happily die where he is.
"I'm gonna cum," You cry, tugging on Steve's hair. "Fuck, keep going."
Determined to get you there, Steve brings his hand up to your cunt and slides two fingers into your entrance, sucking on your clit while fingering you. You clench around his digits, unable to hold back any longer before finally letting go.
"That's it, baby, cum for us," Bucky whispers into your ear, pawing at your tits as you moan loudly. Your legs shake and your head presses back into the pillow, while every inch of your skin tingles. Steve continues eating you out until you push his head back, unable to take any more.
"Fuck," He groans as he pulls back, slowly crawling upwards. "You always taste so fuckin' good, twinkie."
Breathing heavily, you gradually come down from your high, but you know the night is far from over. Excitedly, you sit up, looking at both of them with a small smile. "Is it time, yet?" You ask them eagerly.
They share a look and Bucky nods, stroking your back. "If you're ready, then-"
"I am," You cut him off. "I am ready."
With a raised brow, Steve asks, "So, how are we doing this?"
You huff impatiently, having reached the end of your tether. "I don't care, someone do something," You beseech them.
Taking the initiative, Bucky scrambles down the bed and spreads your legs apart before nestling between them. You take in a deep breath, meeting his eyes. He offers you a warm smile, reaching out to cup your cheek. "Are you sure about this, newbie?"
"More sure than I've ever been of anything," You say truthfully. "I'll be fine. It's just a... really big, thick finger."
"Really big," Bucky emphasizes. "Some even say it's bigger than Steve's-"
"Nobody's saying that-"
"It's not about the length-"
"Guys!" You cut in, holding your hands up. "Can we just- can you just please fuck me, Barnes?"
Chuckling, he nods, taking hold of his cock and rubbing it against your folds. "Yes, ma'am," He replies, keeping his eyes on your face.
You take Steve's hand in yours and squeeze it tight, sitting up to watch as Bucky brings his cock to your entrance. You're soaking wet, which helps him push into you, making your head fall back.
"Keep breathing, twinkie," Steve utters, using his free hand to stroke your hair. "You doing okay?"
Nodding, you suck in a breath as Bucky sinks deeper into you. "I'm doing good," You breathe out as he slowly spreads you open. It's slightly uncomfortable, but not as bad as you were expecting.
"Fuck, you're tight," Bucky hisses as he slowly feeds you himself, inch by inch. "I- I don't think I'm gonna last that long. Shit."
"Maybe they should call you the Minute Man," Steve mutters teasingly.
Squeezing Steve's hand, you let out a quiet moan just as you feel Bucky brush against your g-spot. Your eyes roll back and a gust of pleasure hits you, and you finally realize that this is what makes life worth living.
"Oh, my God!" You cry loudly, wrapping your legs around Bucky's torso. With a wry grin, Bucky begins fucking you gently, each thrust elevating your bliss. Sitting up slightly, you let go of Steve's hand and cup Bucky's face in your palms, gasping. "Bubby, I think I love you."
Steve chuckles while Bucky rests his forehead against yours, thrusting a little faster. "I- I'm gonna cum," He sputters with pink cheeks.
"Seriously?" Steve asks him incredulously. "Was that even thirty seconds?"
"It's okay, Bucky, cum for me," You moan, stroking his cheeks. "I need it, baby, please."
He swallows thickly, slowly pounding into you. With a few more thrusts, his movements weaken and he falls forward, his breaths staggered. "Oh shit, oh fuck, I'm cumming," Bucky moans lowly, spilling out into the condom while shuddering. Your heart races and your cunt tightens around him for a few seconds, but you're far from finished. He thrusts a few more times before letting out a whimper in your ear. "Mommy."
Admittedly, your pussy flutters at the word, and though you've never heard it in this context before, it feels right to you. With a grunt, Bucky pulls out, throwing his head back.
"Way to go, Buck, that was at least 30 seconds," Steve teases him. "Was it your first time, too?"
"Fuck you," Bucky retorts breathlessly, running a hand through his hair as he sits on his knees, trying to regain his breath. Meanwhile, you lie there, half-satisfied, digging your nails into Steve's arm.
"Rogers, get inside me," You whisper, blinking up at him. "Now."
With a proud smirk, he gets into position between your legs. "Whatever you want, baby," He mumbles, running his fingers up your thighs. "Promise I'll last longer than him."
"Just you wait," Bucky warns him with narrow eyes. "She's like a fuckin' vice."
You press your hands against Steve's firm chest as he slowly enters you, taking your breath away. Weak moans leave your mouth and you wince as he stretches you out. It isn't painful, but it's still an odd sensation.
"How does that feel, twinkie?" He asks you lowly as he gradually bottoms out. "Oh, shit. You're so fuckin' tight."
"G- it feels good," You manage to reply as your core tightens. Steve then starts to slide in and out of you, building up a rhythm. Bucky moves closer to you and brings his mouth to your nipple, sucking and flicking it with his tongue. Feeling waves of pleasure course through your body, you arch your back and moan their names loudly, feeling as though you've reached a higher plane of existence.
"You're being such a good girl for us, baby," Steve praises you, lifting your leg up and resting it on his shoulder before kissing your ankle. "Taking us so well."
"Oh, Steve," You cry, feeling your climax fast approaching. "Faster, please."
"Yeah? You want it faster, twinkie?" He asks teasingly, speeding up his thrusts.
Bucky lifts his head and gently kisses your neck over where he left a bruise earlier, sending shivers down your spine. "You're so fuckin' sexy," He mutters, bringing his hand to your chest and pulling on your hardened nipple. You whine as he twists it, causing your pussy to squeeze around Steve's cock.
"Feel so good around me, baby," Steve groans, stroking your cheek. "Gonna cum for me?"
His words cause a spark within you, and within seconds you feel yourself begin to let go. "Oh, God," You moan. "I'm so close."
Bucky reaches down to rub your clit, sending you into an overdose of pleasure. Your body convulses and you cum hard, causing your legs to shake. Steve can't hold back any longer and finishes too, grunting as you milk him dry.
"That's my girl," Bucky mumbles into your ear softly as you slowly come down. Steve collapses onto the bed, leaving you a shaking mess between the two of them.
The three of you lie there in a peaceful silence for a few moments, gathering yourselves. You feel fulfilled. Finally. There's no more pressure to have sex. You've done it. And now that you have, you realize how incredible it is.
Your eyes flicker open and you take in a breath before taking each of their hands in yours. "Let's do it again."
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