A/N Aoba is really Sly Blue.
Aoba heard the front door open and excitedly called out, "Get naked and get in here!"
He set his coil on the nightstand and put it in projection mode, aiming it at the ceiling. Lustful sounds played through the air as he turned up the volume. He couldn't wait to see his lovers' faces when they saw this treat.
The bedroom door clicked open. Aoba quickly splayed his beaten bruised body in a sexy position, making sure his erection was in clear view.
Trip and Virus entered in the requested nude attire.
"Hmmm, what is this? What's that sexy noise?" Virus asked drinking in the sight.
"Mink and Clear!?" Trip yelled. Aoba smiled as he watched Trip's face contort in shock.
"What?" Virus asked confused. Trip grabbed the natural blond's hair and tilted his head back.
"...Oh...wow...Wow...WOW." Virus gawked as he watched the scene, squinting slightly as he had taken off his glasses.
Mink and Clear were 69ing. Every bob of their heads was accompanied by loud slurping sounds. Saliva flowed around their full cocks and dribbled onto the bed.
"So, are you both just as horny as I am now?" Aoba asked sliding his legs together provocatively. It was one thing to watch a porno, but to watch someone they knew really spiced things up.
Trip looped an arm around Virus' waist as they made their way to the bed.
"Honestly, seeing both of you is enough, but this is...interesting." Trip smiled crawling next to Aoba. Virus joining on the other side, sandwiching the blue haired man. Aoba welcomed the warmth from all sides. Hands began running up and down his colorful skin, bruises from past sexual endeavors. Trip clutched at a deep purple mark on Aoba's hip.
"Uhn!" Aoba moaned tilting his head back in pleasure. Virus captured an earlobe and gnawed on it roughly. "Yes!"
"Oh! Mink!" Clear yelled, allowing Mink's member to pop out of his mouth.
"Oh my God! That's the biggest dick I've ever seen!" Aoba exclaimed, "It could tear me a new one!"
The second those words left his mouth he knew he would regret it. All movement from his blond duo stopped and Trip, who was in front of him, gave a chilly expression.
"Uh, not that you guys don't tear me a new one. You tear me a new one all the time. Hehe." Aoba nervously laughed. Trip looked past Aoba to Virus. They shared a quick nod.
"Hey! No nonverbal communication that I can't understand!" Aoba whined as Virus released him and walked to the equipment chiffonier.
"Lube, massage oil...rope." Virus called out a checklist.
"And candles to set the mood." Trip added.
"What scent?"
"The one with ambrette seed and cordova leather." Trip answered while keeping Aoba held in an intense stare. Aoba felt a chill run down his spine. He wasn't sure what was going to happen but his lovers had obviously premeditated on a punishment. Aoba had to try to get out of it so he plastered on his most angelic smile.
"Oh, are we going to give Virus-sama a massage? Haha..." Aoba tried using honorifics but was met with Trip's furrowing brow. The smaller man broke out in a sweat. "Um, but Trip-sama always fucks me painfully dry! Just how everyone likes it!"
The sound of a match being struck made Aoba jump. Virus lit the candle, the smell was familiar as it was Trip's favorite. Aoba equated the scent to fond memories of chokeholds and bloodplay. He wasn't so sure the memories would be so fond in the morning.
"Not tonight, A-o-ba." Trip said in a dark tone, "Tonight we're going to fuck you gently." A kiss was dropped to Aoba's cheek.
"Softly." Virus whispered from behind, running his hands lightly down Aoba's stiff back.
"Without any pain." Trip added placing a kiss to Aoba's other cheek.
Aoba's fight or flight instincts set in. He futilely dodged to the side, but didn't have a chance of escaping. Trip's large arms seized his waist. Virus grabbed Aoba's wrist and jerked them straight up. He quickly knotted the rope around them. Before Aoba could give another thought to escaping he was bound to the bed. His teeth gritted in frustration.
"Fuck your Goddamn hog tying skills, Virus!" He snapped, pulling at his restraints to test their hold.
"Shhh." Trip shushed leaning over to lightly peck Aoba's quivering lips. "You'll survive this."
Trip sat on his left with the lube while Virus was to his right with the massage oil. Aoba's frustration was overhauled by the initial fear.
"No." He pleaded, "No, please. Please, Trip-sama! Please, Virus-sama! What did I do?!" Aoba cried. The bottles simultaneously snapped open.
"Tsk tsk, Aoba. You don't even know what you did wrong." Virus said drawing a line of cool oil down Aoba's chest. His nipples immediately perked.
"You can't compliment another man's cock like that, Aoba. Especially when we put so much effort into pleasing you." Trip answered while pouring lube onto his fingers. He placed them against Aoba's entrance.
It was the first time Aoba was going to have lube deliberately put in his body. He had small amounts of lube in him before, but only because Trip pulled out of Virus and slammed into Aoba. Virus was always prepared with lube, so it was unavoidable. But Aoba's lube of choice was his own blood.
He took a deep breath as Trip probed him. The finger slipped in with zero resistance. He hardly felt it. At the same time time, Virus tossed the oil aside and began kneading at Aoba's chest. Being mindful to not bear down too hard on the bruises, as that could cause pain.
"Aoba-san, you've gone completely flaccid." Virus noted as his fingers moved to tweak at Aoba's slippery nipples. Aoba only sniffled in response. Of course he was soft, he was being tortured.
"I can fix that." Trip said suddenly upturning his fingers.
"Ah!" Aoba yelped jerking his hips. Trip swiped his fingers against Aoba's prostate multiple times, awakening his reluctant member.
"No! Stop!" Aoba yelled as he lost control of his body. He looked down at his betraying cock, hardening with Trip's technique.
"But you're enjoying it, Aoba-san." Virus said sliding his hands up to knead around Aoba's neck with circular motions.
Aoba decided to try pleading again. "Virus-sama, choke me." He whispered craning his neck back. Aoba took a gulp, making his adams apple bob temptingly.
"Tsk tsk, Aoba-san." Virus said straddling Aoba's waist. "This is a punishment you brought on yourself." He said leaning over, slowly running his hands along the restrained limbs.
Aoba let out a frustrated hiss at the continuing torture. He couldn't tell how many fingers had been slipped into him because everything was maddeningly gentle. Trip occasionally massaged Aoba's prostate causing him to jut his hips.
Virus leaned down to kiss Aoba's lips. He welcomed the invading tongue in hopes Virus would have mercy and bite him. Virus sucked Aoba's tongue into his mouth, nipping at it only tenderly. Aoba had a fleeting thought of clamping his teeth down on Virus, but decided against it. Even though they weren't hurting him he still loved them. They would certainly hurt him again, this was only temporary.
"Aoba, you're body is loving this. You're leaking." Trip mentioned with a slight touch to the dripping slit.
"No!" Aoba denied, erratically tossing his head left to right.
"No, Mink! Put it in me! Don't make me wait!" Clear begged from above. Aoba's watering eyes focused on the ceiling. Clear was on his back with Mink hovering over him, rubbing their cocks together. Clear wanted to be fucked but Mink was busy teasing.
Virus finished working his way down Aoba's arms before moving off his waist.
"Look at how cute he is!" Virus said placing a hand under Aoba's head and elevating it. Trip smiled at the sight and Aoba felt his heart sink. His lovers were really enjoying this.
"Aoba is very cute. Always." Trip said removing his fingers. He gave Virus a sultry look and held out his hand. Virus took it and was pulled into Trip's embrace.
On their knees the two held each other and locked lips. Trip moved his overly lubed fingers to Virus' backside, preparing him. Aoba hated how his was being treated but couldn't deny the beauty of the duo before him. They looked so good together that Aoba's dick began leaking copious amounts of precum. He was not mentally prepared for what was going to happen next, but his body was begging for release. Any kind of release.
Finally his lovers broke their kiss, turning their piercing blue gaze to Aoba.
"He's ready." Trip whispered placing a kiss to the other's temple.
Without a word Virus crawled over the shivering body. Aoba's legs were placed over Virus' shoulders as Trip moved behind the older man. Aoba couldn't hold back his sobs anymore. His body rocked as he wept. He didn't bother to repress his voice and fearfully cried as Virus' dick pressed at his entrance.
Trip pushed forward and the 3 connected smoothly. With another push Trip had Virus completely over Aoba, who was rolled into a ball with his knees to his head. Virus firmly planted his hands on the pillow beneath them. Trip pushed forward again, laying completely over Virus' back. In their position Virus supported the weight of Aoba's legs and Trip's upper body. He gave no complaints.
Trip slowly began fucking Virus, causing Virus to fuck Aoba. Their bodies made loud sloshing noises thanks to the abundant lube. Trip circled his arms around Virus' chest as he picked up rhythm. Aoba continued to cry.
"How is he?" Trip gasped.
"Mmm, he's upset but I think he'll come." Virus answered. Aoba hated to admit it, but he was right.
"I'm...close."Aoba whispered as if it was a dark secret. He was still a sobbing mess but even he couldn't tell his pleasurable sobs from his distressed ones.
Trip became more forceful. "You're going to come because you feel good." He said resting his head on Virus' back.
"Ah! No! Not because this feels good...because I love you both." Aoba corrected with a sniffle.
All movement stopped. Aoba wondered if he said anything wrong. Was he going to get more punishment? He locked eyes with Virus hoping to find the answers. The blue eyed man gave a small smile.
"He came." Virus said.
Aoba watched as Trip let out a frustrated groan and rolled off of them.
"Don't say things like that when I'm so close, Aoba!" He scolded with a hint of embarrassment. Trip wasn't usually one to ejaculate first. Aoba tossed his spent lover a questioning look, wondering if the premature finish meant the torture could also end. Trip didn't acknowledge.
Virus laughed and resumed fucking Aoba, "Looks like it's you and me." He said picking up the pace, causing their bodies to slap together.
Aoba felt Trip reach over and loosen the restraints. He didn't bother to move his newly freed arms. What was the point? He was still getting miserably tortured. He then felt his hand being pulled towards a warmth. That warmth turned into a searing burn.
"Ah! Ah! AHH!" Aoba yelled as he came. His back arched off the bed trapping the cum between heaving bodies. Aoba's hand was released. A few more thrust and Virus unloaded with a deep moan.
Aoba turned his gaze to Trip, who was holding the scented candle. Trip smiled and lifted Aoba's hand, placing a kiss to the blistering appendage. After a moment Virus lifted himself up and blew out the candle still in Trip's hand.
"I knew you'd be weak to him." Virus said sounding rather exhausted.
Trip reached out and pulled Virus into a kiss. "As I'm weak to you." He said between pecks. He then looked down at Aoba who was observing them. "I'm weak to you both."
Aoba wiped his tears away.