In the dusty, softly-lit comfort of Wing and Wei Beifong's Power Disc shed, three powerful, muscular earthbender men were about to get physical. The moment Bolin had his shirt off, the twins sprang into action. Wei roughly grabbed Bolin by his hips and pulled him in close, following this rough action with a soft kiss to his neck. Bolin let a low groan rumble through his chest, tugging upward at Wei's shirt in a silent plea to remove it. Wei obliged immediately while Wing sidled up behind Bolin, slowly gliding a hand across his hip and down to gently grope at the sizable bulge in his pants. Wing ground his own hardening cock against Bolin's backside, brushing his free hand lightly across Bolin's chest.
Having made short work of undressing, a now fully nude Wei continued trailing his lips down Bolin's neck while Wing fished his cock out, freeing it from its constrictive cloth prison. Bolin was now sandwiched between the two twins, hard abs pressing against his own muscular physique and throbbing cocks grinding against his hips and ass. His low groans took on a desperate whining pitch as he grasped Wing's hand and wrapped it around his cock, arching his back and pressing himself harder against Wing's hips.
"Easy there, big guy." Wei rasped, grasping the back of Bolin's head and lacing his fingers through his hair. "Let's take our time, yeah?" Bolin nodded weakly and Wei followed up with a deep, hard kiss, snaking his tongue into Bolin's mouth. Bolin shuddered and threw his arms around Wei's shoulders, digging his nails into his back as he returned the impassioned kiss. Wing took this opportunity to undo Bolin's pants completely, dropping them around his ankles and proceeding to remove his own clothes.
The three men now stood naked in the dim artificial light of the workshop. Wei continued tongue wrestling with Bolin as Wing explored the lavabender's body with his hands, groping his tightly muscled ass and delicately brushing his fingers against his lower back. Bolin was practically shuttering by now with Wei's lips on his own and Wing sending electric jolts through his body with his soft touches. He was like putty in the twins' hands, willing to do anything to end this torment and get his dick into their bodies.
Sensing that their lover was at his breaking point, the twins made their next move. Wing detached himself from behind Bolin, giving him one last firm ass squeeze on his way. Wei gently nudged Bolin backwards a few paces until the backs of his knees hit the edge of a couch. Wing pushed firmly on his shoulders and, getting the hint, Bolin slumped backwards into the couch. The twins sunk to their knees and crept forward, flanking him on either side with a hunger in their eyes that Bolin liked the sight of. He leaned back into the couch, wiggling his hips down to the edge. Wing's tongue was the first to touch Bolin's hard, throbbing cock, giving it a long broad lick from base to tip. "Uhhhhnnffff…." Bolin grunted, his eyes rolling back in his head. "Fuck, that feels amazing." Wei joined in soon after, and the actions of the twin's tongues seemed perfectly synched to send waves of hot pleasure through Bolin's body.
Bolin closed his eyes and sunk further into the couch, hitting a state of complete relaxation and pleasure. His anxieties seemed like a distant, hazy memory despite having been a nervous wreck not long ago. He took in everything, the feeling of two hot, wet tongues gliding over his cock, the musky smell of sweat and testosterone rolling off his twin lovers, the lingering taste of Wei's lips on his own. For a while this perfect moment stretched into the night, but eventually the twins pulled themselves away from Bolin's erection. He snapped back to reality and sat upright as the twins pulled themselves to their feet.
"You have a choice now, Bolin." Wing spoke. "Which one of us would you like to blow, and which one of us would you like to fuck you?"
Bolin gulped and shuddered with excited anticipation, and found himself once again thinking,
Ohhhhh FUCK.