This is a fill for a prompt over on the kink meme. The prompt was some sex with Merle/Glenn/Daryl. This is my go at it!

Warnings: Sexual content. Some racial slurs. Rough sex.

I hope this is anything like what you want OP. I feel like it isn't rough enough but I did my best. I hope you enjoy.

Everyone enjoy!

The Dixon brothers were everything Glenn was raised to hate and avoid. They were back woods, redneck, dirty and dangerous. From the first day they rolled into the quarry camp Glenn knew to steer clear of them but he was never good at taking his own advice. There was something about them, something that just drew you to them. Like when you see a wild dog shaking in your front yard, all you want to do is feed it and bring it inside to the warmth but you know it will always bite if you even so much as try to get near it. That was the Dixon brothers.

Most of the group thought of them as a unit, like one being but Glenn knew better. Merle was the loud one, the instigator. He was always ready to lay knuckles on someone. Merle had a drug habit and severe attitude problem. He was a harsh burning fire, potentially deadly but manageable in the right hands. Those right hands were Daryl's.

Daryl was the flip side of the coin. He was quiet, thoughtful. Daryl used words over his fist and those words usually hurt worse than any damage he could have physically dished out. Daryl was levelheaded and almost painfully polite at time; he broke up Merle's fights and issued apologies like he was born saying sorry. Daryl was like smoldering embers, looking harmless but burning the hottest when handled wrong.

Glenn was like a moth to their joint roaring flame.

When Glenn returned from his latest run into Atlanta pack loaded down with batteries, soap and socks his eyes instantly darted over to the Dixon's tent. Merle was leaning on the tree next to the tent looking every bit casual but Glenn knew better. Glenn locked eyes with Daryl who was sitting on the log in front of the brother's fire pit. He watch Daryl stand and shoulder his crossbow giving him a small nod he wouldn't have noticed had he not be looking for it before he turned and stalked into the trees Merle trailing him. No one noticed their exit.

Glenn emptied his pack giving the batteries to Dale; the soap was passed out to anyone who needed a bar along with the socks. It took a bit for everything to be given out. When only his own belongings remained in the bag he started heading for the tree line.

"Glenn!" A voice called behind him, he turned to see Amy running up to him, "Hey, thanks for today but the women were wondering if in a few days you could get some kind of detergent maybe, bar soap only gets cloths so clean."

"Uh, sure, no problem," Glenn said gripping the straps on his pack as he nodded.

"Thanks," Amy said with a smile before walking off. Glenn headed for the woods again when he heard Shane call his name.

"Yeah?" Glenn asked as the man stalked up to him.

"I have been thinking, you should take other people with you on your runs," Shane said crossing his arms like he was trying to intimidate Glenn. He had seen scarier so he just ignored the posture.

"I do fine alone." Glenn said glancing at the trees again.

"Of course you do," Shane said and it had to have sounded condescending even to his own ears, Shane wasn't very good at talking to people Glenn noticed, "You can just bring more stuff back with more hands and bags."

"It will be more dangerous too." Glenn countered even though he really didn't want to be having this conversation right now he needed it to be clear that he didn't want to take a group into Atlanta.

"Not if you take the right people," Shane said.

"Can we talk about this later?" Glenn asked hopefully.

"Look Glenn, I get that supply runs are your thing but you need to compromise here. We need more stuff than two hands can get. You probably like the way it feels to be like a lone ranger when it comes to going into Atlanta but this is an important topic and your pride needs to be set aside for the good of the group." Shane said crossing his arms even tighter.

"I have to pee." Glenn said making the man falter.

"What?" Shane asked looking bewildered.

"I need to go, so can we discuss this later?" Glenn asked shifting to make it look like he was holding it.

"Oh, yeah sure, sorry." Shane said hurrying off. Glenn rolled his eyes as he entered the tree line, too easy.

Glenn walked through the trees keeping an eye out for the other men. He would never understand how two men of their size could virtually disappear into the brush. He stumbled on a few tree roots as he made his way further from the camp. Glenn was gripped a tree for balance when a hand closed around his throat from behind, the grip on his windpipe preventing the surprised noise he made from escaping. He would have been more scared if he didn't know the feel of those rough long fingers on his skin but he still thrashed against the hold.

"Cool it Chinaman." The voice whispering in his ear was rough but light. Glenn would have been furious about the name but there was no malice in the voice, no hatred just teasing. Glenn never thought the slur would ever sound like a pet name but he knew it was meant to be one.

Glenn let the hand at his throat lead him backward, his back brushing a broad chest. He was turned and saw Daryl propped against a tree by his shoulder. Glenn was shoved forward the hand releasing him making him stumble. He looked back over his shoulder to see Merle grinning down at him and he couldn't stop from smiling back.

"What took ya so long?" Merle asked walking up behind Glenn and pushing his packs shoulder straps down. Glenn let Merle take the bag and drop it off to the side.

"Yeah, thought ya had chickened out kid." Daryl said walking up in front of Glenn plucking his hat off and tossing it on the ground as he set his crossbow down out of the way but within easy reach.

"Have I ever chickened out before?" Glenn asked as Daryl stood back to his full height, he was only a few inches taller but it was still enough to be intimidating at times.

"Someone's mouthy today," Merle chuckled from behind him. Glenn started to turn his head to say something snarky when a hand caught his chin and forced his face forward into a bruising kiss. Glenn submitted to the mouth on his, stubble burning his chin. The hand moved to grip the hair at the nape of his neck holding him in place not that Glenn was even thinking of pulling away.

Glenn gripped the front of Daryl's shirt feeling the grit of the dirty material and shuddering, he never knew filth could turn him on. The hand in his hair released sliding down his neck then over his chest to squeeze his hip. Glenn jumped as he opened his mouth to the older man's demanding tongue and a searing mouth closed over the pulse point of his neck. Two large hands closed around his ribs.

Glenn pressed back into the large body behind him as the lips and tongue trailed up and down his neck just to be yanked back forward against the smaller but equally solid body in front of him. He whined as he was jerked back, the mouth on his neck moving to the other side to bite marks into existent. Glenn slid his hands up to bury in dark hair that always felt surprisingly soft pulling the man forward against him. Two hard bodies pressing against him making his body shudder from the heat of it.

Daryl broke the kiss making Glenn's head snap back as he gasped for breath; Merle removed his mouth to yank the smaller man's shirt over his head. Glenn felt a little disoriented as Merle grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled his head back angling his face to kiss him with even more force than his little brother. Glenn moaned as Daryl placed a peck on his cheek before leaving a line of soft kisses over his jaw to his ear and nipped the lobe.

Merle had a tight grip on his head so all he could do was let the man move him how he wanted. Daryl put his hands on Glenn's wrists making him open his hands letting go of his hair, his hands fell to Daryl's shoulders instead. Daryl sucked down Glenn's neck leaving light marks on his throat and over his collar bones. Glenn jerked weakly as Daryl's mouth closed over one of his nipples; Merle's free hand gripped his hip to make him still. Glenn panted harshly against Merle's mouth as his nipple was sucked to hardness before the scalding mouth moved to the other.

When Merle finally broke the kiss and eased his grip on Glenn's hair Glenn let his head fall back on a broad shoulder. Glenn could see just out of his peripheral vision Daryl slipping to his knees and the barely there sight made him keen. Nimble fingers ran over the button of his jeans as feather light kisses were placed across his stomach making him jerk from the tickle of whiskers. The button wasn't opened though; strong hands ran over his hips before trailing down his legs. His shoes were jerked off and set to the side leaving him in bare feet, there was a reason he had to get socks on his last run, the feel of the grass on his soles was surprisingly nice.

Larger hands moved down his back and around to his stomach. Glenn picked his head up to look down as Merle's hands ran through Daryl's hair where he was now leaving a large mark by Glenn's navel before moving to the front of the Asian's jeans. Glenn sighed as the button was finally popped and zipper shoved down. Daryl's hands tugged on his pants legs making the material slide off Glenn's hips, Merle's hands on the waistbands shoving them down until gravity took over. Glenn moaned softly as four hands gripped the waist of his underwear pulling and pushing them down.

Glenn knew it should be embarrassing to be completely out in the open naked with two men who were both full clothed but it wasn't. He knew he shouldn't feel safe knowing a walker could be anywhere but he knew both older men were on alert for any strange noises or movements even though they looked more preoccupied. Daryl rose to his feet as Merle stepped back the loss of heat from his body making Glenn shiver.

"Expectin somethin Chinaman?" Merle asked opening the front compartment of Glenn's pack and pulling out a new bottle of lube and box of condoms that he had grabbed down in Atlanta.

"Never hurts to be prepared." Glenn said pressing close to Daryl who had one hand in his hair stroking the strands while the other was resting on his hip.

"Ya got that right." Merle said tearing the protective wrapping off the lube and tossed the box to Daryl who caught it easily one handed.

"Get on ya knees." Daryl said turning Glenn to face away from him. Glenn dropped obediently to the ground watching Merle walk up so he was level with the man's crotch. Glenn stared at the almost obscene bulge there licking his lips subconsciously. Merle chuckled at the sight as he squeezed himself through his pants.

"See somethin ya like boy?" Merle asked with a smirk. Glenn wanted to roll his eyes but all he could do was nod, "Then do somethin bout it."

Glenn didn't hesitate as he reached up to open the man's pants. He tugged them off his hips, a heavily erect cock bouncing out; no underwear like always. Glenn let the pants rest on thickly muscled thighs moving his hands up to sit on Merle's hips. Glenn closed his mouth around the head sucking deeply smiling around his mouthful as the older man moaned. He moved his mouth down as far as he could and wrapped his hand around what wouldn't fit. He picked up a fast pace with his mouth and hand like he knew the man liked.

Glenn moaned as his hair was gripped harshly making his head bob even faster. Glenn tried to keep his hand up with the pace Merle was setting, his other hands squeezing the larger man's ball the way Merle liked. His jaw was aching and his throat was becoming raw but he didn't stop, didn't fight to slow their motions. He heard the rough swearing spilling from the man's mouth, felt the way his thighs were tensing. He was ready when Merle pulled out of his mouth so fast he knew his throat would burn for days, he was ready to feel the warm splashes on his cheek then over his throat and down his chest.

Glenn slumped forward onto his hands gasping for breath, his throat feeling like it was tearing with each inhale. He looked up seeing Merle do up his pants and starting to walk around him holding his hand out to Daryl who was circling his other side; Daryl slapped the box of condoms into his hand. Daryl stopped in front of him and Glenn leaned back up to sit on his knees and stared up at him. Daryl's hand rested softly on his head, Glenn pressed into it as he heard a heavy body kneel behind him.

Daryl ran his fingers through the small man's hair as Merle opened the lube with a snap. Glenn liked how Daryl didn't truly demand things from him, Daryl told him to do things while Merle ordered. Glenn leaned forward pressing his face against the bulge in Daryl's pants when slick cold fingers ran over his entrance, Daryl didn't complain about the fact he was smearing his brothers come on him. The fingers just rubbed letting the lube warm up before the tip of one finger pressed on his opening slipping in barely a fraction of an inch before backing out. Glenn shivered as more lube was poured over the fingers running over his entrance.

The finger that pushed into him was thick but welcome, the lube making it glide effortlessly. The stretch made heat flare through his body, his hands reached up to grip Daryl's thighs while the man leaned forward to run coarse hands over his shoulders and spine. The second finger sliding in made him whimper softly as he pressed his face against Daryl's hip. The fingers spread and curled grazing a hairs width from his spot making Glenn moan and shudder.

"Open my pants," Daryl said softly, his voice soothing. Glenn nodded pulling his face back so he could fumble with the man's belt and struggle with his zipper. Glenn pushed the material down and could feel the heat of Daryl's erection. He was a bit smaller than Merle but thicker.

"Ya get to fuck 'im this time baby brother," Merle said adding the third finger, "How do ya want 'im?"

"I think he's earned a ride." Daryl said getting on his knees comfortably. Merle slid his fingers free and placed a firm slap on Glenn's ass cheek. Glenn crawled into Daryl's lap as Merle pulled a condom from the box. Glenn stayed back on Daryl's knees as Merle came up behind him pressing his chest to Glenn's back as he held the packet up to Glenn's mouth. Glenn closed his teeth around the edge and Merle pulled tearing the packet open. Glenn spat the foil to the side as Merle rolled the latex over his brother's length.

Glenn took a deep breath as four calloused hands ran over his skin, larger ones over his spine while only slightly smaller ones gripped his hips helping him move into position. Glenn looked into Daryl's eyes as he sank down until the head snapped in, biting his lips to keep a whine in. Daryl pressed close to him, chest to chest as he rubbed Glenn's thighs comfortingly. Glenn let himself slide down another inch or so before stopping to adjust, leaning back into the feel of chapped lips pressing against his shoulder blades.

When he finally came to rest in Daryl's lap he felt light headed. He knew it was an addiction, he was addicted to the feel of the men but he didn't care. Even if it ended up killing him, and it probably would, it would be a death he would welcome openly. The Dixon brothers were the most addictive thing he had tasted and he couldn't dream of quitting.

Merle ran a hand around his hip to pet at his stomach as Daryl pulled him in for a slow kiss. Glenn let his tongue roll easily against Daryl's as he gripped Merle's forearm to anchor himself. Glenn loved when the brothers were so a like it was almost terrifying. Liked when they both could just tell what he needed, if he needed it harder or slower, if he just needed a moment of tenderness to adjust.

Glenn rolled his hip not breaking the kiss, moaning into Daryl's mouth when the shift made the man's shaft press into his spot. Daryl deepened the kiss as his hands moved to Glenn's back and pulled him to press against Daryl's chest. Glenn moaned again his hands gripping Daryl's shoulders as he rose up on his knees letting Daryl begin to slip from his body but sinking back down when the head threatened to pop out. Glenn could feel the groan deep in Daryl's chest even through his shirt when he continued to move.

"Fuck look at ya two," Merle said running his hands over Glenn's back making him shudder breaking the kiss. Daryl pushed Glenn back against Merle's chest rising up on his knees. Glenn gasped as his knees left the ground grabbing Daryl's wide shoulders for support and pressing back on Merle's for leverage. Merle held Glenn's hips in a bruising grip as Daryl thrust up into the smaller man's body making him cry out softly.

Daryl's arms slid under Glenn's armpit pushing him up his brother's chest as Daryl gripped Merle's shoulders making all their faces even. Glenn wrapped his legs around Daryl's waist and his arms around his neck knowing he was at the two men's mercy; if they both weren't pressed so tightly against him he knew he would he hanging between them with no way of getting out of their grip. Daryl leaned forward licking at Glenn's neck as he started thrusting his hips again, the pace fast and angle perfect. Glenn sucked his lower lips between his teeth has his head snapped back from the pleasure. Merle's mouth closed around the other side of his neck.

It wasn't always the three of them like this. Every now and then Merle would come to Glenn and have him for himself, taking Glenn to his tent when no one was looking having run Daryl off for the time being. Usually it was just Daryl and him, Daryl sneaking into his tent at night and they didn't always have sex sometimes they just talked. When it was the three of them it was the most intense. So many hands and lips making Glenn's body go into sensory overload but he didn't want it to stop, he loved it too much. He loved when the others would say Dixon's don't share because the brothers are so distant with them. Glenn knew just how well they could share.

Glenn's back arched as he felt heat bubbling in his stomach, he was so close it hurt. Both brothers released his neck and moved tighter against him Daryl's hips not stopping even for a moment. One of Glenn's hands reached back to bury in Merle's short hair. One of Merle's left his hip to bury in Daryl's hair jerking Daryl's head towards him so their foreheads pressed together their chins resting on Glenn's shoulder. Daryl's hand slipped off Merle's shoulder to grip Glenn's hip. The brush of Daryl's hard stomach against his trapped shaft was all Glenn needed. He bit down on his lip as his back arched his orgasm tearing through him.

"Aint that a sight." Merle said watching Glenn as Daryl groaned his agreement as his own climax hit. Glenn struggled for breath as his orgasm ran its course feeling Daryl pulse inside him through the latex. When Glenn finally relaxed he was eased gently to the ground, Daryl pulling out slowly tossing the condom aside carelessly, littering wasn't that big of a deal anymore.

When Glenn was finally able to sit up Daryl pulled a rag from his back pocket and wiped Glenn's stomach clean of his come along with any leftover that was on his chest and face from Merle. Glenn watched Daryl wipe at his shirt getting some of the fluid there off but it had already stained slightly, Glenn felt bad about even though he knew Daryl wouldn't say anything about it. Merle dropped Glenn's cloths next to him and Glenn smiled up at him as thanks, Merle just rolled his eyes as Glenn pulled them back on.

"Hey Merle, would you mind going into Atlanta with me in a few days?" Glenn asked shoving the lube and condoms back in his pack. Both Dixons raised eyebrows at him, "It's Shane's idea, more hands more supplies and I figured you were as good as anyone else."

"Deputy Fuck Wad's idea huh?" Merle said with a look on his face that showed utter disgust.

"I mean, I know you can keep the group that goes safe," Glenn said trying to butter him up, "I know you have big hands perfect for…" Glenn looked up at him through his lashes, "Collecting supplies."

"Damn kid," Daryl snorted picking up his crossbow and Glenn's hat.

"I'll think bout it," Merle said with a snicker as he pulled a small plastic canister from his vest pocket checking the amount he had left as he headed back toward camp before the other two men.

"He'll go; you'll just owe him some private time when ya'll get back." Daryl said bumping Glenn to start walking as he shoved his cap on the smaller man's head.

"I figured," Glenn said honestly adjust his hat and shoving Daryl's shoulder getting an eye roll.

"Jus be careful, if he takes somethin don't think ya can rely on him too much. Ya know how he gets." Daryl warned.

"I will," Glenn promised, "What are you going to do with both of us gone?" Glenn asked just wanting to talk with Daryl; he liked the man's company.

"Go huntin probably." Daryl said with a shrug.

"Awesome, fresh meat will be great after handling Atlanta and Merle all day." Glenn teased taking a big step to get in front of Daryl making him stop, "And maybe if you bring back something good, you can have some private time too." Glenn said blushing at his own lame flirting.

"How's a deer sound?" Daryl said running a fingertip over Glenn's burning cheek.

"That's worth a lot of private time," Glenn said looking into Daryl's eyes.

"Good," Daryl said pressing a kiss to Glenn's lips, it was brief but still had Glenn's heart pounding, "Jus make sure to bring Merle back in one piece." Daryl said pushing Glenn ahead of him making Glenn stumble.

Glenn caught himself with a laugh. He looked back seeing Daryl stopping to let him return to camp first.

"Deal," Glenn said smiling as he got a grin that was full of sincerity in return.

How was that? This was my first try at a threesome. My first time doing anything sexual with Merle, I was really nervous about that.

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