AUTHOR'S NOTE: If you're reading this a second time I've made some edits.
"...I've never had a threesome before?"
"Gotta start somewhere."
Carefully, Ash then approached the bed. As if either Barry or Paul's eyes would burn him, Ash avoided eye contact. He grew horribly awkward, not knowing what to do with himself now that he'd followed through with Barry's instructions to get on the bed.
"I guess there's a first time for everything..." He mumbled finally, more to himself than anyone.
"That's an understatement."
Barry curled one finger in a "come hither" motion once Ash looked up at them. There was no further warning as Ash crawled towards the two, suddenly being snatched in close.
"Ah!"
With Paul's muscular arms holding him still, Barry danced his fingers up Ash's chest. Such a sweet smile, betrayed by mischievous eyes, faced Ash. The sound of his hitched breath just seemed to echo off the walls those wee hours of the night.
"Oh, we've got him now Paul." The blonde almost chuckled evilly, like he had lured some poor naive fool in to a trap. "The poor thing..."
"Wait, what are you going to-"
Paul held Ash securely as Barry leaned in close to bring his lips to his cheek. A gentle peck to the tan skin there and he invited himself to roam his hands underneath Ash's shirt, pulling the hem up gently as he went. The hurried rhythm of Ash's heart could be felt under Barry's fingertips that raked up his ribcage. Paul let go of Ash just long enough to toss the shirt aside. The only thing that felt louder than Ash's heart beating in his ears was the sound of his shirt hitting the floor with what was actually a gentle thump.
"And we'll just get rid of these while we're at it..."
Ash lay trapped against Paul's bare chest as Barry hooked his fingers in to the tiny shorts, dragging them down confidently. Stomach dropping, Ash suddenly went rigid as Barry looked him over. The blonde's amusement came bubbling to the surface with a poorly withheld chortle.
"Really?" He asked. "Nice underwear."
"...I-"
"You're so silly. What a get up."
With a pair of Charizard boxers dawned, Ash's cheeks filled with color and he immediately regretted crawling in to their baited trap. Barry came in close and touched the tip of one finger to Ash's chin, winking to convey the harmless teasing he'd executed.
"They're cute." He assured him. "I wouldn't worry about it."
"…"
Ash had nothing to say, too embarrassed. Looking up at Paul, Barry placed another soft kiss on Ash's cheek. The blonde dragged down one eyelid again before beginning to caress Ash's chest with a shameless open palm, feeling him up as if taking in inventory.
"You still interested, Paul? We're doing this?"
"I wouldn't be humoring you right now with any of this if I wasn't fucking interested."
"Oh, I love you."
A full kiss was planted on Paul's mouth from over Ash, Barry leaning up on his knees over Ash's head as Paul leaned down to meet him half way. Barry then backed away and swiftly took hold of Ash's legs, dragging him down towards the center of the bed. Paul willingly let go of him. Ash's back hit the sheets, the linens and duvet exhausted of their air upon impact. Like a gust of wind had left the mattress, the ends of the sheets came up quickly and fell back down.
Once Barry set his sights on what he wanted, there was no waiting. Barry crawled over Ash whose complexion paled a couple of shades, if only from the blonde's bold and unbashful behavior. A flash of a smirked passed Barry's lips and then they were pressed upon Ash's, quickly getting himself fully acquainted with Ash's throat and tonsils in an open mouth kiss. Such an intimate, and unprovoked. assault of his personal space. When Ash managed to rip himself away, he was breathless and near terrified. What had he gotten himself in to?
"H-Hey, maybe we can take this a little slower?"
"Slow?" Barry mocked. "Paul has never been one for taking things slow."
The bed shifted with Paul's weight as he adjusted his position. Paul sat with his back to the headboard, a perfect view of the events taking place. He sat with his attention fully invested in the two men before him, waiting for the show to go on.
"Could we try?" Ash squeaked.
"Nope." Paul's deep voice grunted. "I'm sick of waiting."
Paul looked him over, lingering where the fabric of his underwear clung to the swell of his ass thus making it clear where his interest was. Fully invested, at that. Paul's passive face cracked just enough to reveal a half curl of his mouth, conveying a rather lewd train of thought. The perverted gesture admittedly would have flustered Ash had Barry not already had him flustered for other reasons.
"Barry likes to please, just follow his lead." Paul explained casually. " Barry, get on with it. I've been blue balled all night for fucks sake. Do something with him"
"Your balls haven't shriveled up and died, yet. Christ, you make it sound so urgent."
"It is urgent."
Rolling his eyes a moment, Barry returned his attention back to Ash. Bringing a finger to Ash's mouth, Barry traced his bottom lip approvingly with unhurried demeanor. Paul seethed quietly.
"Wow, you have nice full lips, don't you? I'm jealous." Barry commented as he admired Ash's face. "So, are you good with your mouth? I'm honestly dying to know. I think you'd be good at sucking dick."
Ash's mouth opened and closed as he'd lost any nerve to speak because of Barry's unabashed forwardness. How was someone supposed to answer that?
"I don't know if I'm good at it or not..."
"Oh, I bet you are."
"Well-"
"I like to blow more than I like to be blown, but I'm not passing up this opportunity. You want to start with sucking me? Or should we start playing with you first?"
Sitting back up straight, Barry crawled forward and took a seat on top of Ash's chest, giving a seductive twist and wiggle of his hips. The front of his little orange briefs doing nothing to hide the erection he sported, his excitement and eagerness free for all to see. Ash's eyes went right for the bulge just inches away from his chin.
"I think I'll go first."
Ash braced himself for Barry to whip everything out when suddenly Barry was flying backwards, a large hand having knocked him off of Ash. Barry's long legs had flown up in the air comically.
"I'm going first, you've been playing games all night."
Barry huffed but sat back up, not caring that Paul had shoved him.
"Fine, go first." Barry dismissed. "Don't worry Ash, regardless of who goes first, Paul and I will take good care of you."
Seeing how physically unapproachable Ash was still carrying himself, Paul huffed.
"You just have to let us. Why are you all hunched up like that?"
"I'm a little terrified..."
Barry tried appeasing Ash's anxiety.
"Why? We're all friend's here, right?"
"Define 'friends'…"
The answer to Barry's question was actually "no" and Barry damn well knew it. Ash wasn't, nor had he ever been actually "friends" with Paul. Had he grown to being on talking terms with him? Er- sort of . Friends? Not quite. Ironically enough, said "friend" was looking to do something quite friendly...ironically, for someone so impersonal, Paul was trying to get very personal.
"Never mind, that. We'll all be friends now." Barry dismissed as soon as he realized where Ash's tone was headed. "Doesn't that sound nice?"
" Sort of? It could be nice..."
"Then what are you you holding back for? What do you have to lose? Your virginity? Pft."
Unable to help himself, Barry startled laughing. Only, the red that spread across Ash's face was shameful and told all. At that both Barry and Paul paused, looking at one another in brief realization.
"I was teasing... Are you really a virgin?"
"Only where it really counts..." Ash mumbled embarrassedly. "Gary and I never er- sealed the deal."
"Oh, well we just wanted some harmless fun... we didn't think you'd be still be- just wow, really? "
The mood in the room changed dramatically with the newfound discovering hanging in the air. None of the three initially knew what to say and Ash sat up, pulling his knees to his chest awkwardly. Paul was the first to follow up Barry's previous statement, uncaring to how insensitive he sounded.
"I don't have an issue with a virgin, but if you're looking to keep it that way then you should make that clear now." Paul stated bluntly. "Don't be a tease."
"Paul!"
"What, Barry? For fucks sake."
Barry whacked Paul in the chest.
" Don't say that to him! Jesus, you're rude."
"I'm serious. If he isn't giving it up then I want to know now. I'm not going in to this expecting one thing if I'm not going to get it."
"He's a virgin! Maybe he wants to save that for something a little more serious than this."
Paul made a flippant noise.
"What's the big deal? It's sex. People overhype the value of virginity, it's just a tighter hole. There's no sentimental value to it at all."
"…you literally have no empathy, do you?"
"It's like ripping off a band-aid."
"Do you even hear yourself when you talk? Does none of this sound remotely fucked up to you?"
The conversation happened over Ash as if he wasn't even there. When the two men stopped their conversation to ask what Ash had for input, they already expected him to be asking to leave. Only, that wasn't what he had to say at all. He scratched at the bed covers, willing himself to speak up.
"...You said you don't care about me being a virgin, right?"
Intrigued, Paul raised a brow at Ash's interest. He had initially been convinced that the plans had come to an end when Ash revealed he was a virgin.
"Nope. I don't give a shit."
"...you wouldn't care that you'd be my first?"
"I wouldn't care, but you might."
Ash didn't understand what that meant until Barry was crawling over towards Paul, tugging down his pajamas. The violet-haired man showed no modesty, letting his boyfriend openly expose him without a care. Pulling the waist of his pajama bottoms down enough to reveal Paul's well-endowed package, Barry gave Ash the last chance to back out.
"This is only half solid, Paul's a bit of a grower and a shower." He warned. "Your first time is going to be this, but bigger. You sure you're still in?"
"...How badly will that hurt?"
Paul was going to answer the question but Barry intervened quickly.
"Let's not worry about that. Just keep in mind if you don't want to go all the way then you don't have to." Barry suggested carefully, trying to avoid Paul from ruining any chance of a fling. "We could always have a good time doing other things if you decided you'd rather save yourself for someone else."
Unable to come to a decision from intimidation, Ash had nothing to say. He sat there for a moment, mute and rightfully apprehensive. Paul was more than willing to take his virginity. He could be rid of it once and for all then never have to worry about it again.
Plus, it would chap Gary's ass to no end when he found out.
From behind Ash, Barry crept in close, wrapping his arms around the man who was seemingly stunned silent at the sight of Paul's erection. Paul stroked it, bringing it to full mast. He was eight inches long with the girth to back it up. That was enough to scare Ash, the hell with getting back at Gary.
" Guys-"
He backed up, but he could only go so far with Barry behind him.
"It won't be as bad as it seems. Paul can take it slow when he absolutely needs to...or we can just skip that, like I said."
Barry took hold of Ash's chin lightly, turning his face back gently. A was kiss pressed to Ash's lips, an offering. Ash shifted his eyes to Paul, then back to Barry. The blonde persuaded Ash to look back in Paul's direction.
"Do you want it?" Barry whispered.
"...Yeah, but I'm scared."
"Who isn't their first time?"
Tracing up and down between Ash's pectorals, Barry nibbled the cartilage of Ash's ear.
"I want it." Ash announced. "B-But only if we're careful."
Paul relented, satisfied that things were in fact still going to go his way.
"Perfect."
The deal was sealed Barry began twining his fingers in Ash's hair, coaxing back in to a full make out session. Like a predator, Paul sat back and watched intently, focus unwavering off the young man his boyfriend was currently devouring. One he'd eventually get a taste of, too.
Slowly, with gentle touch and steady caressing, Barry eased Ash's body to relax. The tension he held in his body, and the weariness of the foreign scenario, began slipping away enough for Barry to convince Ash to go spend a little time with Paul.
Reluctant from sheer awkwardness, Ash rolled over on to his hands as knees as Barry backed off. Crawling forward he approached Paul and stopped a few inches away from him when meeting eyes. Ash froze on the spot.
"You're gonna have to get closer to him that that." Barry snickered. "He doesn't bite."
"That's a fucking lie." Paul assured Ash bluntly. "I love to bite."
The statement didn't give Ash any reason to want to get closer. Not willing to take the chance of him getting scared off, or pissing off Paul, Barry came in and gave him a quick push. Ash barreled in to Paul's chest, the brooding male easily catching him and snatching him in close. Looking up, Ash was met with two black eyes he'd never thought he'd ever be within such close proximity of.
Ash swallowed dryly as large hands took hold of his rear, each cheek squeezed possessively as Paul looked him over. Too overwhelmed to break the eye contact, he waited helplessly for whatever was coming next. Paul tugged Ash up by the rear, looking down at him with mouth hovering just above his.
"Something you want to say to me?"
"I don't know?" Ash squeaked.
A smirk passed Paul lips and he patronizingly curled them up at Ash. Slender fingertips ran up from the dip of Ash's back along the length of his spine, sending a chill to surface as lips appeared at the shell of his ear from behind.
"Give him a kiss." Barry coaxed lowly, as if to assure him it was safe. "He won't bite you. At least not yet..."
"Guys...are you sure this okay?"
To Ash, the act of kissing was almost more intimate the sexual atmosphere itself. He hesitated to touch his lips to Paul, checking with Barry with the fear that jealously would become a factor. Paul didn't look like the the jealous type being he was typically so emotionally uninvested... but Barry have been. But, Barry wasn't bothered in the least. If anything, he was attentively anticipating the kiss.
"Don't mind me. Go on."
With a trepidation like he'd never known so harshly in his life, Ash put his hands on Paul's wide shoulders. In an instant he'd gone from feeling like he may be over stepping boundaries, to feeling like he was under a spotlight. He leaned up the centimeter separating him from Paul's lips and touched theirs mouths together. Barry near purred at the sight, touching Ash's back so seductively as the ebony haired male shrunk under Paul's intimidating presence.
The kiss became heated before Ash could pull away, Paul diving his tongue in Ash's mouth and Frenching him without shame. Barry splayed his hands out over Ash's shoulders as Paul's hands grabbed and squeezed Ash's occupied rear. Hot kisses peppered Ash's tan back as his head of black hair threatened to swoon with loss of oxygen. Barry's kisses along his back crept down low, reaching Paul's, giving them a peck before working their way back up to the back of Ash's neck.
The warm contact, although overwhelming in execution, felt snug. Between two bodies Ash was squeezed, hands and lips searing him with their eagerness. Barry's hands began wandering, coming up the play along Ash's sides and to his chest.
Fingers circling the velvet patches of his skin, Barry brought Ash's nipples to peak, touching the delicate sensitive skin so unhurriedly as Paul released him from the kiss. Panting, Ash squirmed a bit at Barry's touch. Of course, since he was in Paul's lap that movement was creating friction down below. Paul ground his hips up in to Ash, watching and groaning as Barry toyed with the ebony haired male's chest. When Ash gave a barely audible whimper, Barry gave a groan of his own.
"Yours are much more sensitive than mine are." Barry observed as Ash's body gave gentle shivers to having his nipples toyed with. "This feel nice?"
"Y-Yeah..."
"I love him already."
Lips sucked the back of Ash's neck and moved below his ear, leaving a wet, hot patch of skin. As the suckling grew more aggressive Ash began to wonder if it would bruise later on. He didn't have much time to dwell on it, however, as Paul roughly began kissing him again, followed by his large hand beginning to venture inside the back of Ash's underwear, whole palm making contact with the bare flesh of his ass. Ash gasped in to Paul's mouth, feeling as a finger quickly made its way between his cheeks.
Barry immediately stopped his caressing, pulling Paul's hand out and coming forward to suck his long digit with a deep, wet stroke of his mouth. Barry let go with a pop and eyed Paul.
"Play nice." Barry warned him, satisfied with the finger he's freshly lubricated for Ash. "That's one way to scare him off. Really? After all it took to get him to stay?"
"The look on his face was priceless."
Finger wet, Paul continued on, without apology of course. He nipped Ash's chin instead, dragging his front teeth along before releasing. The nips trailed down towards the base of his neck. Ash flustered as, without warning, that wet finger reappeared somewhere very intimate.
"W-Woah, um-"
"Yeah?"
One thick and unforgiving finger began pressing the ring of muscle hidden between two tanned mounds of flesh, the ring fighting to deny entrance. Massaging the tight orifice for a moment Paul tried pushing in. The way in which Ash's body tensed gave away just how nervous he was, let alone that he'd gone rigidly quiet. Barry shushed him reaching around to slip his hands down the front of Ash's underwear.
"Haven't you at least been fingered before?" Barry asked him, pulling back the elastic band.
"Not by someone else... I tried it by myself before, but I didn't get very far with it"
"How far did you get?"
"I chickened out when I got my fingertip in..."
When Barry made contact with Ash's cock, his arousal had only just begun to stir naturally from the physical contact to his body. Barry stroked the semi flaccid mass carefully, well aware why he wasn't at full mast. That finger Ash was so unnecessarily afraid of was beginning to breach him, finally. As expected, Ash's body stiffened at the foreign sensation. His spine locked, and he held his breath.
"Easy...let's take a deep breath." Barry coaxed him. "Come on, Ash. Breathe. It's only a finger."
"You might as well just relax because I'm getting in one way or the other."
Ash squeaked as Paul's finger began successfully penetrating him.
"I thought we were going to take it slow!"
"The condition we agreed on was 'careful'." Paul corrected him. "I am being careful. You're opening up, aren't you?"
Paul completed penetration with one finger, Ash breathing carefully as instructed by Barry while his entrance quivered and squeezed the digit in an effort to reflexively force it out. Looking at Ash's face, which had taken on bright pink flush, Paul's eyes took on a dark gleam in contrast. A spark just shy of sadistic surfacing there. Ash's grasp growing near restless only spurred him further.
"That's gonna feel real nice around my dick later. You're super tight. Look at you squirm, huh?"
"I-Is it too late to back out?" Ash managed to pipe up in response as Paul wasted no time in working a second finger inside him. "A-Ah...why does that feel so weird? I don't know if I can handle this."
Barry rested his chin on Ash's shoulder, still working his half stiff erection.
"It's going to feel a little weird at first, just go with it. It gets better." He assured him. "I promise it does, or else we wouldn't be here."
Paul freely exploring Ash's tight entrance with two thick fingers stretching the tight orifice in an effort to loosen it up. It took time, and many embarrassing yelps had slipped from Ash in the process. From behind Ash, Barry bit his lip in amusement...and maybe just a tad of arousal. Only, Ash hadn't clue. Hs face was buried in to Paul's chest in a failed effort to hide how flush he was.
"He's blushing so hard he can't even look at you." Barry snickered, continuing the slow pumps along Ash's dick. "Aw, Ash. You're so cute."
"Quit picking on me... I'm embarrassed as is."
"Really nothing to be embarrassed about."
Circling the head of Ash's hardness with the pad of his thumb, Barry felt the stiff erection twitch. As hard as Ash tried to fight it, the soft whimpering returned. Barry hummed in approval, pinching Ash's chest as he kept his strokes even.
Eventually, Ash's frantic breathing calmed down to a sensual, labored rhythm. The red glow that had taken over his face dimmed to a charming pink that stained the peaks of cheeks, spreading across the bridge of his nose as he began relaxing along Paul's broad chest. The sensation of penetration became less intense and more familiar with time. Paul took hold of the back of Ash's thigh, hefting him up closer as Barry released Ash's now weeping cock.
"I'll be back, one second." He excused himself, approvingly taking note of how wet his fingers now were from Ash's arousal. "Don't go anywhere."
"Wasn't planning on it." Paul retorted, chuckling lowly as Ash's hands squeezed him around the shoulders. "He's starting to warm up to it."
While stepping away, Barry fetched something from the nightstand. The clunk of the wooden drawer being pulled open caught Ash's attention despite his focus having been centered around adjusting to Paul's fingers. He raised his head off Paul's chest as Barry stepped back in to view holding a plastic tube of some sort with a shiny plastic cap.
"This is just lubricant." Barry explained before Ash could recognize the item. "You'll be needing it soon."
As promised, Ash did in fact need it. Once Paul's fingers had managed to delve their way deep enough inside of him, Ash gasped from the friction. Long fingers began massaging a hard lump inside of him, pressing gently in a careful rhythm. Ash's mouth formed a small "o" at the touch, feeling a familiar warmth fill his lower belly alongside a growing discomfort resulting from inadequate lubrication.
"Mmm, there we go~"
Standing proudly from his pelvis, Ash's penis erected fully. Barry licked his lips subtly and popped the lid to the lubricant. Paul pulled his fingers out from Ash, a soft retaliation leaving his lips. There was disappointment evident in his eyes. Barry drizzled Paul's fingers, promising there was more in store.
"Now that you're all warmed up..."
Slippery fingers reacquainted with Ash's entrance, sinking in with far less resistance than they'd met during the first attempt. Sinking in right up to the knuckle, Paul watched on approvingly as Ash's hips began moving on their own accord against his slick fingers. He found his own rhythm, testing the waters.
Between rocks of the hips, Ash was met with a sharp thrust of Paul's fingers. He squeaked and squawked at the deep digital penetration, left to bare with it as Paul worked him towards his climax. When he approached it, he wasn't even sure it was happening. The heat in his abdomen grew, seeming to spread along his whole torso, his cock leaking profusely on to Paul's stomach as their bodies were pressed closely together.
"G-Guys..." Ash whimpered in to Paul's chest, face flush and perspiring at the hairline. "I think I'm close..."
"You sure are, aren't you? Paul just worked you in to putty. To think tht ten minutes ago you were scared out of your mind. Now look at you."
Paul moved his fingers in assertive circles, thrusting in and out of Ash's entrance more quickly. Ash's mouth fell open, sound caught in his throat for a few thrusts before he yelped choppily and began digging his nails in to Paul's skin, whom didn't even seem to care in the least. His eyes were glued to the ass rocking back on to his moving fingers.
"This is going to be his first orgasm like this. Are we letting him cum so soon?" Barry asked Paul, mischievously curious. "I can't see you being so kind, really."
"I'm not."
Paul swiftly retracted his finger, an audible squelch heard from the quick movement. Barry pulled Ash backwards to fall back on the bed, kneeling behind his head as he laid on his back panting and effectively blue balled. His erection stood up straight, pointed towards the ceiling as beads of wetness bubbled up from his slit and dripped down the shaft. Barry looked at Ash's evident arousal, shaking his head at his boyfriend.
"That's so cruel."
" I don't give a fuck. I've been teased all night, he'll live. He's warmed up now, he can start returning the favor."
Underwear damp with precum staining the front, Ash didn't object as Paul pulled them down his legs and tossed them aside. However, as Ash realized how closely he was being stared at it, he brought his knees togethers in embarrassment. Barry had raised his brows attentively at the sight of Ash naked. Meanwhile, Paul's coal stare revealed far more vulgar appraisal. What Ash considered to be an average sight, Paul and Barry were far more approving of
"He has such a nice color to him..." Barry observed, tracing a finger along the knees Ash had pulled up to cover himself from their prying eyes. "This skin color is beautiful. I wish I could tan. I just burn."
Paul's flattery was far more vulgar, and less... flattering.
"He has a nice fat ass."
"You would say that."
"Any man with eyes could see it. Fuck, look at it."
Barry's rear was much smaller in comparison to the globes of flesh his boyfriend was eyeing with complete interest, something Paul did not make any effort to be subtle about. Rolling his eyes, Barry reminded Paul genetics were a thing.
"I can squat and lunge all day but my ass will never look like his so don't get used to it."
"Well, I'm just going to fucking enjoy it while it's here then."
"I mean it, Paul. I don't want you harping on me about doing the treadmill and not enough squats after tonight. My ass will never look like his."
"I like your little bubble butt the way it is."
Just barley having his breathing back under control, Ash watched as Barry leaned over his body to kiss Paul after he'd promised not to harp on Barry over his exercise routine. He kissed him openly, tongues wetly passing one another passionately. Hands roamed and in a flash Barry was pulling Paul's cock from his pants, mouth open and ready to serve him. Only, both noticed as Ash looked up unsure of what to do.
"Ash... come here."
"I'll just watch from over here..."
"No, no. You're going to do more than watch."
All remaining clothes were left in a heap on the floor, Ash now knelt between Paul's legs. Ash lingered back and hesitated to approach it. He knew what was expected of him, but couldn't bring himself to do it. Quickly getting sick of how easily Ash's self-conscious nature controlled every little action, Paul held his shaft by the base and grabbed Ash firmly by the back of the neck.
"Open up."
Obeying because one, Paul's deep voice was nerve wracking, and two, he figured there was no point stalling any longer, Ash opened his mouth. His tongue was met with the leaking, bulbous tip of Paul's cock as Paul eased Ash's mouth down over his length.
"I don't feel like ordering you around every step of the way. So, get on with it how you normally would."
Ash nodded and began bobbing, stopping to lick around the underside of Paul's sock, moving his tongue upwards towards the tip. His saliva left a wet trail along the skin, the wetness accentuating the large and protruding vein residing along the shaft. As Ash began sucking the tip between his lips and inching his mouth lower, Barry sat back on his heels and stroked himself.
"I knew it." He groaned. "He does know what he's doing."
"Probably why he got away with being a virgin, good head is worth plenty..." Paul agreed. "Fuck his ass is tight, though. I look forward to it."
"Hm."
With an air of curiosity, Barry paused what he was doing and redirected his attention to Ash's entrance that stood exposed from his position kneeling between Paul's legs in bed. Saying nothing, he lubed his fingers and approached carefully, slipping them inside of unsuspecting Ash. A choking sound promptly erupted from Ash who pulled off quickly, coughing lightly.
"Whoops...don't mind me, I'm just curious."
"You could have warned me."
"No fun in that."
Paul waited for Ash to settle down before guiding him back to his unsatisfied cock, giving Barry shit for his little stunt
"You ruined my fun earlier, but you can do that?"
"Oh, like you didn't scare him with your dry fingers earlier. At least I lubed mine up first. Don't be an asshole, Paul. I just startled him"
"Hypocrite."
"You're getting your dick sucked, what are you complaining for?"
Whilst exploring Ash's entrance, Barry soon realized where Paul's fascination had taken off. The muscles squeezing around the blonde's fingers were admittedly snug... and Barry had slim fingers. Rolling his eyes towards the ceiling as if he were doing something completing innocent, Barry pressed Ash's prostate. Ash faltered in his rhythm on Paul, but a hand to the back of his head got him back on track. Paul guided his movements as Barry tinkered away behind Ash.
Paul's hips rose up off the bed to thrust shallowly in to Ash's mouth as Barry rubbed Ash's prostate, watching closely as the young man's rear wiggled back on to his fingers. The restless movement grew more frantic as Ash's pace on Paul picked up. Paul met his rhythm with his thrusts, grunting deeply as he made a quick plunge down Ash's throat. Ash gagged but didn't seem to lose enthusiasm. So, Paul kept going until Ash abruptly pulled his mouth off of him.
"Eck-" he coughed, mouth drooling as he took a moment to catch his breath. "Sorry... you're big. Its gagging me."
"I've been with him for years and I still gag on him sometimes." Barry assured him. "It's to be expected.'
"Give me a sec."
Ash took a moment to catch his breath, apologizing for pulling off again. Willing to pick up where he'd left off, Ash willingly leaned back in towards Paul's cock and opened his mouth. Paul held himself by the base and tapped Ash's tongue with the length, encouraging him to lick and play with the tip. As Ash did as he was told, Paul stroked the unattended length. The stroking grew quicker as he watched Ash's hips begin to shiver from the fingering, his fingers clenching the sheets by Paul's legs as he struggled to focus on what he was doing as he neared the edge.
"He's close again" Paul observed, huskily. "Let him have it this time."
As Barry's pace picked up behind Ash, Paul pulled Ash's mouth back down on his erection. Without missing a beat, Ash resumed where he'd left off beforehand. Paul resumed thrusting down his throat, watching as Ash's body alternately tensed and shivered with the penetration from both ends. A dip in his back formed, backside fidgeting and swaying when a high sound came from his chest to the surprise of both Paul and Barry. The blonde pressed his prostate firmly, anticipating Ash to cum as he began whimpering desperately around Paul's flesh.
"He's right there." Barry announced excitedly, as if Paul couldn't tell for himself. "Paul, he's going to cum."
"Yeah? So am I."
It didn't take much more for Ash to reach his peak. His back arched and he came along the sheets. Then true to his word, Paul's pent up seed sprayed along the inside of Ash's mouth. It startled Ash who hadn't been expecting it quite that soon.
Still shivering post orgasm, Ash held the thick bitter release in his mouth. Before he could even begin to contemplate what to do with it, Paul had his chin held roughly in his fingertips, forcing Ash to look up at him.
"Swallow it."
Dark brown eyes wide as saucers, Ash blinked twice. Frozen in place, he would have gulped...but that would have required he swallow down the massive load he wasn't prepared for. Bracing himself first, he took a breath through his nose and swallowed. He winced from the heavy gulp, having to swallow a second time to get it all down.
"Maybe I wanted some of that." Barry complained.
"What were you gonna do? Suck it from his mouth? You get plenty."
"Sharing is caring."
"Don't be a greedy slut."
Barry crawled forward in to Paul's lap, swinging a leg over to straddle him.
"I can't help myself."
Sinking himself down on to Paul, Barry sat on the tip of his erection. Wet with just saliva, Paul was too large to slip in. Reaching over for the lubricant, Paul lubed himself up for Barry who promptly began lowering himself down. From years of practice he easily fit Paul inside him, welcoming the tight stretch his inner walls were met with. Paul groaned, holding the blonde by the lithe hips as he began moving atop of him.
"I've wanted this all night, fuck..." Paul groaned as Barry expertly rolled his hips on to him. "Hell yeah, move that little ass."
"You sure you don't want his? You know, that big fat ass you've been drooling over like an idiot."
Paul smacked Barry's ass where it met his lean, subtly curved hip. Barry didn't even yelp, just cockily grinned for getting under his boyfriend's skin.
"He can have a turn too you fucking smart mouth."
"What if I don't want to share anymore? Hm?"
"That's bullshit and you know it."
Barry could only chuckle as he impaled himself down on Paul, eating up the way his boyfriend's fingers squeezed his flesh as if he were trying to dig holes through him. The large, possessive man was surprisingly easily manipulated so long as the circumstances were right... Paul tried flipping Barry down to the bed but Barry pushed fiercely against Paul to prevent being displaced.
"How about you let me be on top?" Paul growled, having had his attempt to flip Barry rejected.
"You can top him, this is my time."
Taking hold of Paul around the neck, Barry wrapped his arms around him. Embracing Paul's head closely, he rode him quickly, openly moaning as Paul's shaft rubbed his sweet spot insistently. The blonde's abdomen tightened, his eyelids falling shut as Paul cock scratched that intimate itch so perfectly, all under the watchful eye of their audience. The thought of being watched only spurred Barry further.
"You're getting fucked after this." Paul promised Ash through grit teeth. "You best better be ready for me"
"I can't wait to watch that." Barry chimed in, growing out of breath as his speed picked up. "Paul, I'm close."
"Cum then, you need me to stroke you?"
Barry shook his head and carried on using Paul as if he were just a toy at his disposal. The large man didn't seem to mind, more fascinated by his next conquest that was laid along the sheets, still sticky with his own release. Ash watched the two fuck, a glimmer of fear in those large, brown eyes that stared with anticipation. His lips fell open just so, arousal painfully evident in the way he couldn't tear his eyes away. His stare flickered down to where Paul's cock repeatedly disappeared inside of Barry, thighs coming to together to squeeze one another.
"Paul! Paul! Oh my god, yes! Yes, yes, yes!" Barry yelled, moving so roughly against Paul it nearly knocked the wind out of him. "I'm right there! Fuck!"
The grasp he held on the sheets by his sides only grew tighter as he watched Barry throw his head back in rapture, wailing as he came. HIs seed sprayed over Paul's abdomen, making a mess of him as he rose of the crashing waves of his orgasm with overwhelming gusto. Paul's jaw locked, a tell-tale sign he was holding off on his own orgasm. As Barry just began calming down from his orgasmic high, Paul tossed him off. Instead of being put off, Barry made himself comfortable along the pillows while Paul wiped off his soiled abs.
"Such a hurry to throw me off..." Barry teased.
"I didn't want to cum again and have to recover." He explained, pitching the tissues in the nearby trash. "I want him now."
"Then go ahead and have him then. Nothings stopping you."
Once Ash realized it was his turn, he unconsciously leaned back in attempt to crawl away. Paul was far quicker than he, honing in on him and bracing an arm on either side of the young man's head. His large build loomed over Ash intimidatingly, the weight of his large erection resting on Ash's leg. Saying nothing, Ash waited for Paul go on with whatever he had planned.
"You have any preference how I pop that tight little ass cherry? Or are you going to be good and let me make the decisions?"
"...As long as you don't unnecessarily hurt me, I don't think I care how you do it."
"Sounds fair enough to me. Get on your stomach."
The demand was near pointless because as Ash began to roll over, Paul had flipped him in to position. As Ash hit the mattress, the air was knocked out of him. He huffed, Paul's hands appearing on his hips. They were raised up off the mattress, his round ass lifted to be positioned higher than the rest of his torso.
"I'm going to enjoy this."
Ash could hear Paul slicking himself down again, applying a generous amount of lubrication. To his surprise though, he felt some being drizzled directly on to his entrance, some cold droplets dripping down to his taint.
"That's cold..." He complained gently.
"It'll warm up like before." Barry promised him from the sidelines, watching carefully. "Paul's just being careful like you asked."
The lube was tossed aside and the moment of truth arrived. Paul aligned the tip of his erection with Ash's awaiting entrance, rubbing along the tight orifice slowly to give him a moment to prepare for what was about to happen.
"Last chance to back out." Paul warned, nudging in closely. "Once I'm in, I'm in."
In response, Ash peeked over his shoulder. With nothing to say, he returned his stare to the sheets beneath him. Paul proceeded to press against the tight ring of muscle, feeling as the entrance began slowly opening to let him in. Ash willed himself to breathe and allow the penetration to happen, only for his calm facade to crumble once Paul succeeded in entering with just the swollen tip.
"A-Ah...Ahhh..." He whined, mouth falling open and eyes widening once Paul began sinking in to him. "That h-hurts... Paul, that hurts!"
Ash's voice grew louder, more panicked as Paul had made it about two inches in. Paul kept his movement slow and steady, patting Ash's hip in a brief reassuring manner.
"I warned you." He reminded him bluntly.
"I know, but-"
"Just don't clench down on me."
Following orders, Ash forced his anal muscles not to impulsively react in the way that felt most natural. Letting his head hang down, he rested his forehead on the sheets as sweat began to prickle there. The dull pain from behind him began growing sharper the deeper Paul went, despite how slowly he was taking it. Ash's legs began to tremble, catching a sympathetic Barry's attention.
"Do you want to stop?" He offered. "We can take a break. Paul didn't mean you'd have to-"
"He's already in. Paul, just finish. Ignore me."
Paul held Ash by both the hips, keeping his grip firm as he pressed his pelvis closer towards Ash's. He bit at the inside of his cheek, wishing with all his being the worst would be over soon. Tears began leaking from his eyes once Paul made it half way in. Just as Ash braced himself to suck it up, the bed shifted. Barry was now in front of him, coaxing him up on to his knees.
"Here..." He offered, coming in close to embrace Ash chest to chest. "Paul, go ahead. Nice and slow. He's tearing up, the poor thing. Don't hurt him."
"I'm doing my best. He has a vice grip on me. "
Barry held Ash close, again pinning his between his and Paul's bodies. As a tear slipped the corner of Ash's eye, Barry kissed the skin right beside it as the tear drop rolled down his cheek and fell towards the sheets by their knees.
Silence took over for a few moments. That is until a sharp yelp bounced off the walls. Barry immediately shushed Ash, Paul having flinched from the pained sound. Barry signaled for him to keep going. The kisses to Ash's face continued, gentle encouragements whispered directly to him as Paul stretched him open.
"It's gonna hurt a little, but it'll be worth it. Trust me." Barry promised him quietly as another yelp began crawling its way up Ash's throat, tethering at the seams of his lips. "Try pushing out, it helps."
Arms around Ash, Barry reached down to grasp his ass. He pried the cheeks apart and encouraged Ash to push softly. Sure enough, penetration became easier. This bit of relief came a price, however.
With better access, came less patience and Paul pressed in quicker, to Ash's overwhelmed body. That yelp left Ash's mouth, but with less intensity. Barry drew his attention in, attempting to distract him.
"Almost there." He reminded Ash, nuzzling his nose to his flushed tan cheek. "Breathe, come on. You've got it."
"B-Barry..."
"Shh, I know. You're doing so well though."
Paul's body was tense with his forced self-restraint. The warm, fluttering walls around his cock squeezed him invitingly despite Ash's posture giving anything but inviting vibes. Barry stroked the tops of Ash's ass cheeks with his thumbs in an attempt to comfort him as he held the mounds apart for Paul. The moment Paul's pelvic bone touched Ash's tailbone, the tension in the room eased dramatically. There was a sigh from everyone, but Ash's was the most audible.
"See? He's in. You're fine now."
Ash nodded, struggling to keep a brave facade after the ordeal. Thankfully his tears dried up as Paul held still, giving him enough time to adjust to the penetration. His muscles relaxed, to both Barry and Paul's relief. But, Paul didn't make a move. Barry eyed him with a knowing stare, approving of Paul's display of consideration.
"Are you ready for Paul, or do you need a little?" Barry asked Ash. "He's being surprisingly patient, no rush. Just asking."
"Y-Yeah, I think I'm ready."
"I'll leave you two to it then."
When beginning to let go of Ash, Barry found himself being held tightly. Ash looked at him, begging with his eyes for him not to let go. Barry smiled gently and wrapped his arms around Ash again, resting his forehead on his. Paul took the cue and began a shallow thrust. Immediately, Ash's labored breathing picked back up as if he hadn't just calmed down moments before.
"Everything is fine, just breathe with me." Barry encouraged, stroking the back of his head. "When he pulls out, you breath in... then breathe out slowly when he pushes in. Just like that."
Ash felt his entrance fluttering around Paul's shaft, the friction felt inside his body nothing compared to his previous fingering. Paying mind to the way Ash reacted, Paul kept it slow.
"Should I touch you, again?" Barry offered. "It'll take your mind off it."
"P-Please. It h-hurts..."
Beginning to jack off Ash, Barry looked at Paul while Ash held his eyes squeezed shut. He kept stroking Ash's hair, mouthing "thank you" to Paul for the uncharacteristic patience he was exhibiting for the sake of Ash. Both their attention was attention was pulled away when a familiar pleasured gasp emerged between them.
"What do we have here?"
"My sweet spot..." Ash explained quietly. "He's hitting it."
Ash gasped and shivered from the rocking of his hips, signs of pain gradually dissolving right before Barry and Paul's very eyes. Once Paul had managed to warm Ash up to thrusts deep enough to reach his prostate, Paul was met with a subtle and encouraging reaction. Not nearly as intensely as Ash had done before, he jutted his hips to meet Paul. Paul leaned down, lips lingering outside the shell of Ash's ear.
"You going to let me really fuck you now?" He growled lowly, patience used up. "Your ass has been squeezing my dick. I can feel your heart beat in here, and I'm losing my fucking patience."
Ash opened his mouth to speak, Paul still thrusting shallowly. Something close to a relenting sigh came out. The gentle thrusts to his sweet spot warmed his core, tingling between his legs while Barry picked up pace on him. Limbs feeling fatigued from the prior struggle, Ash let Barry support his weight as he barely uttered permission for Paul to do as he pleased.
"About time."
Paul's first intention was to lay Ash out on his stomach again, only Barry was now too invested in the process to let Paul have his way.
"Leave him. He's fine like this." Barry reasoned, enjoying the embrace Ash had on him, his face now nestled in to the crook of his slender neck. "You can fuck him like this."
"I want him pinned along the sheets."
"You're just on a power trip. It's his first time, if he's comfortable leave him alone."
Whatever Paul was going to argue quickly became ignored, Barry's focus on Ash. Namely, the way he was showing just how ready he was for his next orgasm. He jutted his hips forward in to Barry's hand, moaning as Paul's cock hit his sweet spot on the way back.
"Please...I want more."
Barry gave Paul a challenging stare.
"Hear that, Paul? He wants more. What are you going to do about that, hm?"
Not waiting for a response, Barry coaxed Ash to open his mouth. Kissing him wetly, Barry laughed internally as Paul began a full paced thrust. The movement built force as Ash began to moan against Barry's tongue, his dick pumped quickly.
With everything now fully in motion, Paul didn't give a damn where Ash was so long as he was wrapped around his cock. His groan rumbled in his chest, deep and music to the blonde's ears. Normally he'd only ever heard Paul groan like that with him... but found it oddly satisfying when hearing someone else draw that sensual sound from him He relished the way both the men with him began vocalizing their enjoyment.
Paul drove his cock in to Ash urgently, rocking Ash's body in to Barry with each trust. Ash's arms shook lightly around Barry, tightening as Barry let him out of the kiss. Drool shimmered from Ash's bottom lip, swollen and pink from Barry sucking at it.
"Mm, you going to cum again?" Barry pried curiously, moving his fingers from Ash's hair to the man's face.
"Mhm!"
Staring Ash in the eyes, Barry near purred at the glassy shine that had taken over the brown irises in the wake of an oncoming orgasm.
"If you cum, Paul's going to cum too. Is that alright with you?"
The moaning coming from Ash was clearly a positive indication that he favored the thought of that.
"He's going to cum in you, you know. I love it when he cums in me... I'm jealous. But, I don't mind sharing with you tonight." Barry carried on, almost taunting Ash as he grasped helplessly at Barry while Paul drove him closer to orgasm. "You're so cute with your little virgin whimpers. Your little hole must be stretched so tight, huh? I bet you love it."
Instead of answering, Ash nodded. Barry looked up to see Paul developing a flush of his own, indicating he was close. Barry nipped at Ash's earlobe, deciding to press a little more.
"Tell me you love my boyfriend's cock."
The demand struck Ash as flabbergasted, catching him off guard. Paul met eyes with Barry but Barry only winked and returned his attention to Ash.
"Go ahead" he encouraged. "Tell me."
Ash's embarrassment was obvious. His bashfulness returned tenfold and he was now unable to make eye contact with Barry, the same man he'd clung to the entire time. Undeterred, Barry forced Ash to look at him. He smiled a sensual grin, eyelids heavy as he fluttered them saucily. The seductive display betrayed the sharp demand that left his lips seconds later.
"Tell me, or you're not cumming." he threatened. " I'll make sure of it."
The threat hung in the air between them, Ash not muttering a word aside from his moans and gasps. The slap of flesh on flesh grew louder, both men before Barry approaching their threshold.
"Tell me" Barry urged. "Or he's pulling out."
"I-"
"Yes?"
Ash gulped, feeling himself approach his peak as Barry peppered sweet kisses along his neck and shoulder. It wasn't quite as comforting as it'd been before with the ultimatum now hanging over Ash's head. Unwilling to lose the approaching release, he bit the bullet and gave in to Barry's prompting.
"I love your boyfriend's cock." He told him, embarrassed but honest all the same.
Barry's eyes narrowed lustfully.
"What was that?"
"I said I love your boyfriend's cock!"
The sharp rise in volume spurred a guttural groan from Paul. He abruptly grabbed Ash by the jugular, pulling his neck in close and taking a hearty bite to the skin separating his neck from his shoulder. The junction lay marred with teeth impressions, the skin reddening as Ash let loose a sharp yell.
"You like that? Huh? " Paul growled, grasping Ash by the chin and stretching the length of his neck as he pulled his head back. "You fucking like that?"
The attack to Ash's neck carried, Paul taking another bite. Ash's moaning grew to become an elongated wail when Paul's thrusts became hurried. Skin slapped skin, sweat making each slap distinct and audible.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Ash managed to yell, not caring that the rough handling was beginning to hurt. "I'm so close! Please-"
The plea was cut short when white flashed before Ash's eyes, warmth spreading along his body as he released. His entrance clamping down on Paul tightly, Barry squeezing Ash's erection from base to tip , milking him of everything to ensure an orgasm he'd never forget.
"There we go, mmm..."
Heavy white fluid rained down over Barry's closed fist, making a mess. Barry brought it up to his mouth for a taste, Paul losing it at the sight. He released inside of Ash, cussing to himself in the climax. The sucking and nips to Ash's neck dwindled down to light suckles as the young man's body shivered post orgasm, Paul still tense behind him.
Ash fell forward in to Barry, panting in his afterglow, the blonde stroked his hair, smirking triumphantly towards Paul who was clearly satisfied with himself, pulling out of Ash with white smeared along his cock. Still, there was nothing satiated about the stare he kept on Ash.
"I wonder how much more we can get out of him."
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