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Title: Drunken Dare – Leading to New Developments
Fandom: Percy Jackson and the Olympians / Heroes of Olympus; post both series
PJatO Disclaimer: All rights reserved to Rick Riordan for he created the awesomeness that is Nico di Angelo. And everything else related to Percy Jackson and the Olympians / Heroes of Olympus. Aside from the Gods, of course. They are all copyright by the old Greeks. This fanfiction on the other hand is entirely mine. No money is made with this, though reviews are more than welcomed.
Warnings: shounen-ai, foursome-in-the-making, mpreg, fluff, h/c, explicit intercourse, anal, oral, doubling, spanking, D/s (light), bondage, orgasm denial, shoujo-ai, hetero
Main Pairing: Trend/Sander/Donny/Sam
Side Pairings: Trend/Sam, Sander/Donny, Herc/Thea, Joe/Nico, Marshall/Sara, Nico/Percy, Paul/Sally
Own Characters: Samuel Elijah James Raser III, Trend Ignatius Austin, Hades Poseidon di Angelo, Chrysander Rodriguez, Theadora Tiphane McLean, Hercules Grace, Joanna Foxx, Nicole Esperanza Zhang, Sara Mers, Marshall Mikaelson, Derek Rhys, Jolene Raser, Cornelia Salene Raser di Angelo
Percy Jackson Characters: Perseus Jackson, Nico di Angelo, Will Solace, Sally Jackson, Paul Blofis
Summary: Set two years after 'Chasing Fireflies'! The friends are celebrating and a drunken Herc asks Sander and Trend which of their bottoms would bottom if Sam and Donny had gotten together. Alone in their apartment, Sander and Trend find themselves curious and ask their lovers. They get a show they'll never forget and that will, once the awkward morning after settles in, change it all.
Drunken Dare
Leading to New Developments
Chapter 4: Returned and Reunited
Truth be told, Trend had expected to spend every minute missing Sam, worrying for Sam and longing for Sam. Knowing that his lover was pregnant did put a lot of worry into Trend, after all. But Sam had been right, he needed and wanted this time with his family and with them there, he barely had time to think about his Sammy and if so, he thought about how safe Sam was as long as he was with Sander and Donny. He knew for a fact that right now, Sam was as safe as possible (considering that Trend wasn't with him). Only after he left the house to return home, he started to be plagued by thoughts of Sam, Sander and Donny. On the ride to the airport and the flight back to New York, he could not stop thinking about them. He regretted that they couldn't pick him up from the airport because he arrived while they had classes. He regretted that Donny hadn't been able just pick him up with shadow-traveling, but Gabrielle and Raphael had demanded to see him off at the airport so he was forced to board a plane contrary to his original plan of getting into a taxi, waving them off and meeting Donny around the corner. His thoughts however took a doubtful turn on the taxi drive from the airport back home. Sammy surely had been fine with Donny and Sander, but what if the three of them had realized just how fine they were? On their own, without Trend? They were perfect. In Trend's eyes, they were perfection. What if they realized that they didn't need him, that they were perfect, without him? Sammy and Sander shared their bond from years of fighting back to back. Sammy and Donny were inseparable, gossipy best friends. Sander and Donny were a married package deal. Did he really fit in there? Did they truly need him? What if the last week of being just the three of them, of exploring their new relationship, they noticed that they worked just fine, just the three of them? What if he was to come home to a place where he wasn't wanted anymore...? Gulping hard, he slowly pushed the key into the lock with shaking hands.
"You're back! Finally!", was practically screamed at him before he had the chance to open the door.
Sander stood in the door-frame, still holding the doorknob where he must have opened the door when he had heard the key in the lock. Trend stared up like a deer caught in the headlights. But the brunette wouldn't have any of that, he was practically radiating happiness, taking the bag from Trend with one hand and pulling the blonde into a deep kiss with his other arm.
"Uhm... Hello?", tried the son of Athena unsure once the kiss ended.
"Yes. Hello", grinned Sander sheepishly. "Sorry, but I've been stalking up and down in front of the door for like an hour now. You know, we would have picked you up from the airport, but you never even told us when you would be landing. Not having cellphones does suck sometimes. Damn."
Trend nodded numbly, still trying to progress the excited babbling of the brunette as well as the kiss. So Sander took the opportunity to pull the blonde into the apartment, rather urgently so. The son of Athena stumbled over the rug as he got dragged through the living room and into the direction of the kitchen where he could hear Donny and Sam silently talking to each other. Sander dropped the bag in the living room and adjusted to pushing Trend from behind (to avoid the blonde stumbling again). Trend grunted, not very amused. At least until he found himself in the kitchen.
"Look what I found in front of our door! Can we keep him?", grinned Sander broadly.
"That is a stupid question, idiot", snorted Sam, rolling his eyes, turning toward Trend with a tender smile. "Of course we keep him. Hey, Khan. I really missed you. I hope you had a good time."
Still with that beautiful smile on his lips did Sam come to stand right next to Trend and lean in for a kiss. The blonde automatically wrapped his right arm around his Sammy, enjoying the lingering kiss. As soon as Sam's lips left his, they were replaced by Donny's. The half-Italian leaned against Trend's other side, Trend slowly laying his left arm around the lithe frame. Sander behind him grunted pleased and wrapped his arms around Trend's waist, resting his forehead against Trend's shoulder. The son of Athena took a moment to relax in the embrace of his three boys. His.
"You're supposed to be in college", was the first thing that came to Trend's mind.
"We skipped classes. What are you going to do about it, prof? Give us detention?", huffed Sam and rolled his eyes. "You finally returned home. You didn't think we'd just sit in stupid classes, listening to stupid lectures while you sit at home all alone? Nope, not happening. So we decided to make you a great meal. I'm sure that second cousin of yours didn't feed you well enough."
"No one cooks as well as you, Sammy", chuckled Trend amused and licked his lips.
"Sit down, relax. Dinner is nearly ready", ordered Donny and ushered Trend over to the table.
While Sam and Donny returned to the hearth, Sander pulled a chair back for Trend and forced the blonde down. The thief then continued to steal Trend's jacket and shoes and brought them outside. Storm-gray eyes watched with affection how Donny and Sam worked side by side. Every so often did Donny brush past Sam's stomach with his hand, making it seem like an unintentional action, yet Trend knew better. Sander returned like an eager pup, setting the table for the four of them. Once that task was accomplished too, the brunette sat down next to Trend and grabbed one of the blonde's feet, placing it on his lap and starting to massage it. At first, the son of Athena wanted to protest and pull his foot back, but then those fingers started to work and wow, Donny really had been right. Sander knew how to give a foot-massage. Groaning pleased, Trend leaned back some.
"What did I do to deserve this special treatment?", asked the blonde suspiciously.
"You were gone for two weeks – not counting that half day Donny stole you back for us", grunted Sam with a glare, waving a wooden spoon at him. "We missed you. And we actually kind of... hoped you missed us too? That you would be happy to be back with us and grateful for the effort..."
Cracking one eye open – he hadn't even noticed that he had closed them in utter bliss upon the treatment he was receiving from Sander – he stared over at them. Donny was staring at him like a neglected puppy and Sam looked a little upset too. Rolling his eyes, Trend sat up some.
"No, that's not it. I am grateful and I appreciate it, I just... I wasn't expecting it..."
"And that's why we did it", grinned Sander brightly. "Sam said that you're a real idiot for being a brains-boy, so you'd probably think stupid stuff about how we won't need you anymore. So we decided to skip classes so we can properly show you just how much you're needed here and how much we missed you and how important you are to us!"
"You're our voice of reason that keeps us together, just like I told you", chimed Donny softly.
"You and me, we are engaged", whispered Sam firmly and wrapped his arms around Trend's shoulders. "You are my future husband. You are not allowed to leave my life again. So what, we now got an additional Donny and Sander and we're having a daughter, but... You belong to me."
"Okay", nodded Trend softly, laying his arms around Sam's waist and pulling him closer. "Good."
"Now that we've had the mush – believe me, Sammy is so emotional since he hit this pregnancy – we can have dinner", announced Donny delighted and handed out salads. "Broccoli and cauliflower casserole as the main dish, with a side of salmon filet to go with it. Chocolate cake as dessert."
"Yes!", exclaimed Sander with the happiest grin, fisting the air.
"How does he hold that weight with the amount of chocolate he eats?", snorted Sam annoyed. "I-"
"You are not fat. You're pregnant", interrupted Donny sharply, arching one eyebrow before turning toward Trend with an exhausted expression on his face. "He's been going on about that for days."
In another way of explanation did Donny step up to them and lift Sam's shirt some. Enough for Trend to see the tiny bulge. Pride and joy filled sea-green eyes as Donny tenderly caressed Sam's middle, the son of Ares however looked more embarrassed than anything.
"Sit down now, I want food!", ordered Sander highly annoyed. "You're not fat, you're beautiful and healthy, which is good for our baby. So shut up and sit down to eat. Enough for two, okay?"
"They have been controlling and dotting the whole time that you were away", sighed Sam in fake annoyance, secretly bathing in the attention. "Well, at least I got a daily foot-massage out of it."
He took a seat on Trend's other side, leaning his forehead against his fiance's shoulder. Donny smiled amused at the mohawked boy before he sat down opposite Trend. They started eating in silence, but with four ADHD teenage boys, silence didn't last all too long.
"Okay, that's enough!", huffed Donny annoyed and shoved his salad away. "Tell us all about your family visit! Oh, you two don't look at me like that, you want to hear just as much as I do!"
"Yeah, but I thought we agreed to give Trend the time and decide when he wants to tell us, maybe it wasn't so good after all!", hissed Sam and waved his hands wildly. "We didn't want to push!"
"It's okay, Sammy", chuckled Trend amused, resting his left hand on his fiance's thigh.
"Okay... so... you'll tell us?", asked Sander, staring at him like a hopeful Golden Retriever.
"You're adorable", snorted Trend and patted Sander's hair (much to the brunette's displeasure, because that totally ruined his hairstyle!). "It was... pleasant. I'm not sure how to... describe it. I haven't felt like that since my dad had been alive and had been dating Camille... When I was four, when I still had family. It feels like... like I have a real family again... I... Aunt Gabby is very dotting. Technically speaking, Gabrielle is my father's cousin, but she said that she doesn't want to hear any of this family-tree-mambo-jumbo and that I should call her aunt Gabby. I didn't know them until now because aunt Gabby had moved back to France after her husband had died in a car crash, since her mother – my grandfather's brother's wife – originally came from Marseilles."
"So... Ignatius Austin had a brother, huh?", grinned Sam with a teasing note. "What was his name?"
"Frigidarius", replied Trend reluctantly, wincing at the other boys' laughter. "Which, amusingly enough, happens to be Raphael's middle name."
"Who's Raphael?", asked Sander and perked up, bright chocolate eyes sparkling with jealousy.
"He's Gabby's son. Aunt Gabby had a good laugh too when she heard that her dear cousin had named his son after his father too, just like she had named her son after her father", explained the son of Athena while trying the salmon. "Mh, this is utterly delicious."
"Thank you", chimed Sam and Donny proudly, grinning at him and high-fiving.
"Which basically makes him my second cousin once removed, but yeah, family-tree-mambo-jumbo", chuckled Trend amused. "So let's just call him my cousin, since we call my second cousin 'aunt Gabby'. Anyway, the two of them are pretty amazing. Raphael is studying to become an engineer, I think him and Nico could certainly spend hours techno-babbling. He reads a lot, so we got something to talk about too. He's very... kind. Amusing, actually. And Gabby likes to cook, though she's not all that good – the first night, Raphael kindly ordered pizza for us after dinner – but she means good. She's that little round, short and motherly kind, with a heavy French accent. Then again, they are living in New Orleans, in the French quarter. A beautiful place. Raphael showed me around, all the little corners only people who live there know. It's amazing. One day, I want to take you guys there too. I'm sure you'll like it, it has a certain... appeal."
His boys perked up at that delighted, which kind of figured. Sam was still growing restless when he was stuck in one place for more than a few months and Donny had grown up with many family vacations, so he too had a love for seeing new places. Sander though, he was greedy to see something else. The only other thing he had ever seen had been their quest to Europe and that wasn't really a vacation. Other than that, the legacy of Hermes only knew New York, New Athens and New Rome. So New Orleans surely fit the theme, mused Trend with a grin.
"So you had a good time?", asked Donny with a tender, soft smile.
"I had an amazing time", whispered Trend with a far-off look in his eyes. "It's... I can't describe how much this meant to me, having a family... T—Talking about my father and grandparents..."
"I... What happened to your grandparents anyway? Your father... you told us about him, but... Why couldn't your grandparents take you in after your father had died?", asked Donny curiously.
"My grandparents – together with Raphael's grandparents – had died on a cruise when I was eight. You could say that my family is not very... lucky when it comes to living long lives", sighed Trend.
"But you're totally different", protested Sander frowning. "You're going to live for like as long as I am because none of you are allowed to die before me because I totally wouldn't be able to deal."
"We know, mio eroe", cooed Donny and kissed his husband softly.
"Now, enough of me", declared Trend as he finished his casserole. "How have you three been coping while I was gone? It does seem like the whole figuring-out is going... well?"
"Well does not cover how amazing it has been!", declared Sander with a broad grin and stood to clear the table. "I mean, it was kind of weird at first, because Sam looked like an abandoned kitten when Donny and I snuggled on the couch. So we kind of... adjusted the couches."
"You did now, didn't you?", chuckled Trend amused.
He had noticed when Sander had pushed him through the living room. Their two couches were pushed together in an L-shape, seeing as the couches had quite the depth, the meeting point of both couches would probably make for an excellent cuddle-spot for all four of them.
"Not the only thing we changed in the apartment", grinned Donny and grabbed Trend's hand.
Sander and Sam followed closely as the half-Italian led the way over to what at least used to be the bedroom of Sander and Donny. Once the door was opened widely, Trend realized that by now that surely wasn't the case anymore. It was a beautiful, if not very girly, nursery. Pink and purple dominated and the walls were painted with scenes from fairy tales, the cradle looked a bit like a little castle even, with roses painted onto it to look like Sleeping Beauty's castle.
"This looks... amazing", commented the son of Athena after a moment. "Very... princess-like."
"Of course it looks princess-like", huffed the son of Ares and rolled his eyes, arms crossed over his chest. "My baby girl is going to be a spoiled, little princess. Just like her daddy."
Donny didn't react to the jab, he just leaned over to plant a kiss on Sam's lips, hands resting against Sam's middle in a nearly protective hold. Sander huffed slightly at that and walked over to Trend, pulling the blonde down into a demanding kiss of his own.
"They have been doing this the whole time, that protective-possessive you're-having-my-baby-thing", grunted Sander with a glare. "But then I didn't have anyone to kiss. Now you're back."
"Oh, so now I have to kiss you every time they get cuddly?", grinned Trend teasingly, wrapping his arms around the brunette and pulling him close for another kiss. "I think I can live with that."
"Come with us to the living room. Let's all get cuddly together", demanded Donny with a smile.
"I second that", agreed Sam and together, the two pushed Sander and Trend out of the room.
"Can I see the bedroom first, maybe?", asked the son of Athena amused.
"Oh. Right", nodded Donny sheepishly. "Come! It's really... uhm... stuffed?"
"It's really comfortable, is what he meant", corrected Sam and opened the door. "See?"
And yes, comfortable was the best way to describe a room that consisted to 90% of bed. There was the most gigantic bed possible right beneath the window opposite the door. On either side was a nightstand. The only other things in the room were the two tall wardrobes left and right of the door, one of them being Sam's and Trend's and the other was easily recognized as the one from Donny's and Sander's room. It was pretty cramped, but then again, they had their living room and their study for hanging out and actually doing stuff. The only thing they had ever done in their bedrooms anyway had been sleeping and sex (though if Trend recalled that drunken dare correctly, the bed seemed not to be a limit for Sander and Donny), because they enjoyed spending time with their roommates too much to hole up in their bedrooms during the day.
"Nice", nodded Trend in an appreciating manner. "Very large bed. I'm sure you put it to good use already while I was gone. I want details. Very, very detailed details."
"Perv", giggled Donny and hit the blonde's upper arm. "Now? Cuddles?"
"Cuddles!", agreed Sander eagerly, pushing Trend down onto the couch.
The blonde grunted slightly and tried to adjust himself some. He was sitting on the meeting point of the couches, his legs stretched along one of the couches and back resting against the one parallel to the TV. Sander sneaked between Trend and the backrest of the couch his legs were stretched out on, pulling his husband with him so Donny came to lay on top of Trend, curled together on the blonde's chest. Sam snuggled up to Trend from the other side, curling together so he was kind of sprawled over both Donny and Trend, with his legs along the other couch. Sander, who had his arms around Donny's waist, started to caress the soft stripe of hair running along Sam's scalp.
"Not to spoil the fun, but shouldn't one of us turn on the TV and put a DVD in?", asked the son of Athena bemused, cocking one eyebrow. "Or are we really just going to cuddle?"
"Naw. Movie", agreed Sander and tried to find a way out of the hero-pile. "Which one?"
"Since this is our Trend-spoiling-time, we are going to watch his favorite", replied Donny firmly.
"Right", agreed the brunette and came to stand in front of the shelf. "Uhm... So... Which one?"
"You really don't know his favorite movie?", asked Sam a little stunned. "We've been living together for months now and been friends for so, so many years...?"
"He's never been a movie-guy", defended the embarrassed legacy of Hermes. "I know his favorite book and comic book and author and stuff, but when it comes to movies, he always just... shrugs. So that's totally not my fault! And every time we have a movie night, he caves to whatever you want anyway! Or we all just do whatever my adorable husband with the puppy-eyes wants!"
Said adorable husband with the puppy-eyes batted his eyelashes at them and smiled like the most innocent creature on this planet. Though Sam didn't let himself be fooled by that, after all he was currently carrying the very solid proof for Donny's lack of innocence right under his heart. Leaning over, he kissed the legacy of Poseidon/Hades fiercely, his nails clawed into the soft curls at the back of Donny's neck. Trend hummed delighted and leaned back some to enjoy the view as Sammy and Donny practically made out on top of him. And what a delicious view.
"They do that too, all the time. It's like you're not even there and they're all over you, making out!", groaned Sander annoyed, tapping his foot on the ground. "Donny really has a weird obsession with Sam since he knows that our War Prince is pregnant. It's like, sometimes they totally forget everything around them. Totally annoying, so I need you when they make me feel neglected."
"Neglected?", snarled Sam a little ridiculed. "Who spend three hours in the shower with Donny last night while I was bored to death? Huh? And who had been to the park with Donny while I had been stuck in that stupid exam two days ago? And what about-"
"I think I understand just fine", interrupted the son of Athena with a smile. "With three people, one is always left out. I suppose... I was wrong after all. You do need me..."
"So none of us has to be alone", finished Donny with a knowing smile, pecking Trend's lips.
"Now, movie", demanded Sander impatiently. "I want back in on the cuddles!"
"Blackbeard and the Change of Tide", replied Sam amused. "The third of the Blackbeard movies."
"Oh. I could have figured that out on my own", muttered Sander, a little disappointed in himself as he grabbed said DVD to put it in. "That's based on your favorite book, after all..."
"Our little pirate-nerd", chimed Sam teasingly and kissed Trend's cheek. "So adorable."
The others agreed with soft humming. Once the DVD was put in, Sander hurried back to his spot between the backrest and Trend. Trend's arm wrapped around the brunette's waist and pulled him some closer. A comfortable silence befell them as they watched the movie. And even after that, they stayed silent as they moved over to their bedroom, too comfortable with just laying with each other.
/break\
The son of Athena woke up to the feeling of Sam cuddling up to him and the sound of Sander and Donny vigorously fucking right next to them. Cracking one eye open, he looked at the married couple. Sander had Donny's legs over his shoulders while he thrust into his husband.
"Good morning", grunted Trend with one cocked eyebrow. "I see you started without me."
"Well", drawled Sam as he leaned up enough to hover above the blonde's face and lean down to kiss him slowly. "They didn't believe me when I told them that you sleep like a rock. So Donny and I had sex. You slept through it. But then Sander got so freaking horny from watching that he wanted a round too. And since dear Donny and his wicked Poseidon-powers really knocked me out, well..."
He motioned into the general direction where Donny was just throwing his head back in ecstasy as he came all over their joined bodies. Trend scratched his chin embarrassed and irritated that he had missed the show. He absentmindedly noted that he needed a shaving again.
"You really sleep like a coma patient", grunted Sander as he collapsed on top of his husband.
"You're heavy! Get down from me!", panted Donny and hit Sander's arm.
Grinning apologetically, the brunette rolled down from the half-Italian after stealing another kiss. Sam freed himself from Trend's grasp to snuggle up to Sander, trailing kisses down the brunette's torso and to his cum-strained six-pack, eagerly licking Donny's cum off the delicious abs.
"I love his tongue and what he does with it", commented Sander and relaxed completely.
"So do I. But you just stole my Sammy", complained Trend with one cocked eyebrow.
"You can have my Donny?", offered Sander with a sneaky grin.
Trend also cocked the other eyebrow and stared over at an impishly grinning Donny. The half-Italian looked hungry. Not for food though. The impish grin took a dirty turn as Donny spread his legs invitingly and beckoned Trend over. The blonde took another moment to wait and see before he slowly climbed over Sam and Sander to reach the tempting half-Italian.
"Is that an offer I can accept or are you simply teasing me?", questioned the son of Athena.
"I... spend the last week contemplating", replied Donny softly and wrapped his arms around Trend's neck. "And I figured that... if I'll try to fit that in, I need to be... thoroughly prepared. Like having sex with Sander first prepared. And I also found out that whenever I have sex with Sammy, I get extremely horny. Like, I could go for three rounds horny. And... well, I've had Sammy and you saw me and Sander just now... so... are you up to be my third for the day?"
"And it's only eight in the morning", commented Trend highly amused and leaned down.
"What can I say? When I wake up to three gorgeous guys in my bed, who am I to not enjoy them?", asked Donny slyly and pulled the blonde into a heated kiss. "Now be good and make love to me."
Those words were accompanied by a bottle of lube that practically got thrown at Trend's head, followed by a 'Ooops, sorry' from a sheepish Sander. Rolling his eyes at the brunette, Trend started to lube his cock up. Though he got quite distracted by wandering hands as Donny tried to simultaneously touch every inch of strong, muscled body, making delighted noises every time he touched a part he particularly enjoyed. Trend smiled amused.
"Don't drool, Donny", smirked the son of Athena teasingly. "Now... are you ready?"
A little bit of uncertainty crossed through sea-green eyes before the legacy of Poseidon nodded slowly. His fingers dug deep into Trend's shoulders and the blonde was pretty sure that it would leave bruises, but he didn't care as long as it helped his lover. He knew that his sheer size was enough to intimidate Donny, so he was actually quite surprised that the half-Italian had agreed to have sex with him anyway. He wanted it, very badly, but he would have been content with having an emotional and romantic relationship with Donny, instead of a sexual. Another moment passed, with Donny gripping Trend in a bruising manner and Trend hovering in front of Donny's cum-leaking entrance. Only after the half-Italian took a calming breath did Trend slowly ease his way in. The blonde spend many minutes with entering the younger boy inch by inch, placing tender kisses on every part of Donny's body that he could reach, one hand wandering up and down Donny's thigh while the other twirled an already hard knob between his fingers. His lips caught the other nipple cunningly, pulling slightly and licking over it. The moans he earned from Donny grew more and more heated as his member slowly rose to attention again. Only when Donny's cock was fully hard again did the blonde move in slow thrusts. Donny was tight, as though his ass was gripping Trend's cock to keep it inside. The only thing tighter was the grip Donny had on Trend's shoulders.
"This is pretty hot", murmured Sam from where he licked over Sander's nipples teasingly.
Sander nestled a hand in Sam's mohawk, caressing it in an encouraging manner as that earned him more little cat-licks over his nipples and abs. "Yeah. Though I still think that watching Donny fuck you is way, way hotter. But that could be because I've never seen a dominant Donny before..."
Sam chuckled lowly before adjusting them some more. He came to lay down more comfortably next to Sander and grabbed the other brunette's arms to lay them around his waist. At first, Sander gave a slightly displeased grunt because Sam had stopped licking his body. But feeling the firm curve of Sam's ass pressing against his crotch was pretty amazing too.
"What are you doing there, Sammy?", mumbled Sander confused, staring down at the other.
"I'm trying to... animate you into fucking me", replied the son of Ares with a deadpanned expression. "But if I have to explain that to you, I guess I'm failing miserably..."
"Uhm, no, I got that part quite clear", grunted Sander and blushed a little. "But the question was more like... why? I mean, you said you're knocked out, so..."
"Knocked out, knocked up, well... your husband likes knocking with me", grinned Sam and shrugged. "The problem is, that contradicts. Because the being knocked up part is making me really horny, so watching how Trend takes Donny makes me want sex too, even though I'm knocked out. So, I guess, I'll just lay there and let you pleasure me. But for that, we need you hard."
"Makes sense", agreed Sander and rubbed himself against Sam's body. "Believe me, between you pressing up against me and those two having sex next to us, I'll be hard in no time."
"Sounds good enough for me", nodded Sam in an approving manner.
While Trend's tempo increased as he took Donny in long, hard strides, Sam continued to rub himself against Sander's body. Sander's nose was buried in the soft mohawk, his hands wandering over the smooth bronze skin, while his eyes were fixed on the way Trend moved and fucked. Donny stared at Sam and Sander from the corner of his eyes before he pulled Trend into a heated kiss. As much as he had been afraid of the Monstrosity, as much did he enjoy it now. It had been plenty uncomfortable at first, stretching him just too much. Only thanks to Trend's tender touch did he feel more comfortable now. And wow, once he was more comfortable, damn did that feel amazing. He had never felt that full before and Trend truly knew how to worship his partner's body. It was no surprise that Trend had been the first person Sam had trusted enough to have sex with.
"Principe di guerra?", murmured Donny, his voice rough from the last two hours of moaning and having amazing sex with his amazing boys. "How about you and your cunning mouth come here?"
"No! You can't have my War Prince! You already have our brains-boy", whined Sander with a pout.
Sam craned his neck enough to smirk at Sander wickedly before he sat up. Suddenly, Sander lost all protests, because he was faced with Sam's tempting ass. The son of Ares sat down, with his backside facing Sander, engulfing Donny's hardness with his lips and bobbing his head slowly.
"Oh yes, that is good", purred Donny delighted and relaxed. "Good boys."
"Cheeky bastard", snorted Sam before he gave the whole length one lick. "But you taste good."
"Feels good too. Not that you care much", chuckled Trend with a smirk.
"Oh, I care. I care how he feels inside of me", huffed the son of Ares.
"Less talking, more sucking", complained Donny with an adorable pout. "Please?"
"Horny bastard", muttered Sam and returned his full attention to the hard cock in front of him.
Yep, Sander's erection was back. Then again, he would have to be dead not to be affected by the picture in front of him. Trend was thoroughly fucking a moaning and gasping Donny, who got sucked off by a very eager Sam, whose ass was pointing into Sander's direction, giving the legacy of Hermes the perfect view of the slightly red, puckered hole, with Donny's cum dripping out of it and slowly running down the toned thighs. All in all, very inspiring for a teenage boy.
"Can I have you now, Sammy?", asked Sander, not ashamed of the pleading note to his voice.
Sam just flipped him the finger, making Trend chuckle. "I think that's a 'fuck, yes'."
A dopey grin slid onto Sander's lips as he positioned himself behind the War Prince. Strong hands gripped the slim hips firmly, cautiously entering the already loose hole. Just the thought of why Sam was so loose and slick made Sander all the more eager and horny. Sander had come to appreciate the more dominant Donny quite a lot in the past week. It was utterly hot how wicked and controlling Donny could be when he was with Sam. A total turn-on for the legacy of Hermes.
"You know what would look good?", murmured Sander as he trailed kisses along Sam's shoulder blades. "A tattoo. Like, a tribal tattoo, over your back. That would be really hot."
"I'm actually surprised he said tribal and not his name", chuckled Donny amused.
"Mh... That would be nice too...", mused Sander thoughtful.
"If you could stop talking about how to best mark me like I'm your property?", snarled Sam displeased as he let go of Donny's cock long enough to glare at his lovers. "More fucking?"
Sander started slightly at the bite to Sam's words. He turned to lock eyes with his husband, though Donny looked as startled as he felt, running his fingers through Sam's mohawk. After the short exchange, both turned to look inquisitively at Trend.
"Sammy really doesn't like being marked like a... possession", commented the blonde. "It... Well..."
"Oh, stop fucking stuttering around", interrupted Sam irritated. "It reminds me of Leroy. There. I said it. Would you idiots now finally stop with it and continue with the sex!"
Sander frowned displeased and leaned back down again, kissing Sam's neck tenderly. "I didn't mean it like that. You're not a thing to be owned. But... I just... I want us to belong together."
"Urgh, don't turn into a sap. Just... move, okay?", huffed the son of Ares with a faint blush.
"I love you", stated Sander, punctuating each word with a kiss against Sam's neck.
"You're all such little pansies", groaned Sam annoyed, rubbing his cheek against Donny's cock.
"And you secretly love it", smirked Trend knowingly as he increased his speed.
He could feel the fast approach of his orgasm. Only as he could feel the tight pull in his balls did he grab the back of Sander's neck and pull the brunette into a bruising kiss. With Sander's taste on his lips and the feeling of Donny's tightness around his cock did Trend come. Hard. While he emptied himself deep inside the half-Italian, Donny was busy moaning wantonly at the filled feeling, bucking his hips up, thrusting into the warmth of Sam's mouth. The son of Ares reacted immediately, curling his tongue around the hardness, licking and sucking, determined to finish the younger boy off before Trend came down from his orgasm. Sander's hard thrusts from behind were quite the motivation too. Moaning around the mouth full of cock send the last pleasurable jolt through Donny that the half-Italian had needed to reach his own release too. Sam winces slightly as Donny pulled on his hair in reflex, though the hot cum shooting down his throat was pretty distracting from the small pain. Nearly chocking on it, Sam did his best to swallow it all.
"Oh yes, this was good", purred Donny delighted and stretched some. "I'm satisfied."
"Thank the gods", snorted Sander and rolled his eyes. "You're like unsatisfiable."
"Don't tease him", huffed Sam. "We all know that you love his unsatisfiable ways."
Trend chuckled amused as he climbed over to lay down beside Donny, pulling the half-Italian into a more comfortable hug so the two of them could watch Sander and Sam from a better angle. Donny gave an agreeable hum as he snuggled up to the blonde. It surely looked good, Sam on all fours, with Sander behind him, pondering him hard. That had Donny's approval.
"So, was it that bad, being with the Monstrosity?", asked Sander teasingly.
"Why don't you find that out yourself?", shot Donny back, a wicked smirk on his lips.
"I second that idea", agreed the son of Athena, mirroring Donny's smirk.
"Right now he's mine", huffed Sam with a glare. "So don't distract him."
A soft chuckle escaped Donny's throat as he remained silent so he won't distract his husband from the very important task of fucking Sam. He had already experienced the wrath of a Sam who got denied his sexy-times and he was not keen on repeating it (though he had enjoyed watching how Sander spanked Sam for being so snarky). A tender smile found its way onto Donny's face as he watched Sam and Sander. He loved how serene Sam looked whenever he had sex, like... it was the only time that he felt completely relaxed and at ease. Completed.
"Ha—arder, San", ordered the son of Ares.
Sander obeyed, giving it his best. He slowly let go of Sam's hips so he could wrap one arm around the slender waist to grab Sam's cock, the other hand tenderly stroking Sam's back. The pleasant hum coming from Sam was enough confirmation for him to know that this was good. Sander wasn't sure if he was just that good, or if Sam was just so very eager and horny from the previous events of the morning, but either way, it didn't take the son of Ares long to come. It surely was Sander's favorite feeling to have his lovers tighten around him, so it didn't surprise him that he followed tail. Once he spend his very last drop of cum inside the mohawked teen, he pulled Sam close to his chest and collapsed next to Trend and Donny on the bed, placing kisses along Sam's shoulders.
"So... this is our thing now?", asked the son of Athena intrigued.
"Can't be", frowned Donny thoughtful. "We can't spend two hours fucking every morning. I don't even want to picture at what unholy times we'd have to get up for that... No, really not."
"I meant the orgy thing in general", chuckled Trend and cocked one eyebrow. "The... everyone with everyone thing. The all of us belonging together thing. Is that a thing now?"
"It totally is!", exclaimed Sam and waved a lazy hand. "And none of you get to object! Sally needs her daddies, so her daddies are going to be nice and spoil her mommy."
"Sally?", repeated the other three boys surprised.
"Oh. Uhm. Right. I've been... thinking about a name for the baby", mumbled Sam and blushed.
"And you decided to name her after my grandmother?", asked Donny taken aback.
"Well, not... entirely", drawled Sam with rising embarrassment.
"Are you going to tell us, or do we have to wait until she introduces herself to us?", questioned Trend a little amused. "What is it? Why are you so embarrassed about the name?"
"It's... Cornelia Salene Raser di Angelo", whispered Sam softly, barely giving the boys any time to progress the name. "Because I figured out that... the, the Rodriguez family has a naming tradition. Chris and Clarisse did it for fun, because their names coincidentally both start with a C. Calandra, Chrysander and Charisma. So I thought our daughter's name should start with a C too. And then I asked uncle Liam for a copy of the Austin-family tree and checked and noticed that, well, your grandma's name started with a C too. Cornelia Blackwood. So... I thought... Cornelia, for you both. And Salene because, as you may have noticed, my family doesn't just pass my name down from father to son, but we also name our daughters to... belong to the family. Like my mom Jolene, aunt Malene and my cousin Selene. Since Cornelia is Trend's grandma's name, I thought maybe, as a second name, one that fits my family's tradition but also relates to Donny's family. Salene, shot Sally. Like Donny's grandma. So we got the traditions covered and the name somehow relates to all four of us. I thought that would be... nice. But in my head, I call her Sally. It's shorter."
"Cornelia Salene Raser di Angelo", repeated Trend with a small smile. "I like it. I have very fond memories of my grandmother, albeit they are only... few."
"Yeah", agreed Sander with a broad grin. "Feels like she's part mine too, even though she isn't."
"She is part yours too, even though she's not yours by blood", protested Sam with a frown. "She's ours. She's our daughter. Mine and Donny's and yours and Trend's."
As he said that, he tenderly placed his hands on his stomach. It was only the slightest bulge yet, easily mistaken for Sam having eaten too much, but to the boys that knew that this wasn't the case, it was oh so prominent. Donny scooted closer so he could wrap his arms around Sam's waist and pull him close up against his chest, tugging Sam's head under his chin. Sander had his arms around Sam's waist from behind, his hands also on the other brunette's stomach. Trend rested his head on Donny's shoulder, content looking at his boys. His family. The thought made him smile.
Author's note: Next chapter is already the last, but don't worry, it covers it all!
It'll have Percy telling Nico about the pregnancy, Trend will get to tie Sander down and make him bottom, Donny gets to spank Sam, also a big family dinner at the di Angelos with the big confrontation, they'll tell their friends about the pregnancy and then there is the introduction of Cornelia Salene!
Also, since this confuses some what with the Sonny and Tram kids, I posted a FAMILY TREE on my DeviantArt account with an explanation on how it applies to this alternate future. It also has all the grandchildren covered (even those who haven't been mentioned in stories yet). So, check it out if you're still confused who's been carries or sired by who!
