What A Surprise!

by CrypticBeans

Denki is finally moving in with his boyfriends! He's more than happy to spend the afternoon being welcomed home by his blonde boyfriend! And he is more than happy to welcome home Hitoshi after his patrol as well! After all, has not a problem showing off to their shared boyfriend!

2. Strap Up!

"Mmmm! Nnn! Mmmf!"

"Fu-Fuck! Mmm! Yo-You act like you've been starving for it!" The low, husky groan of Hitoshi's voice sent a shiver down Denki's back when he lifted his gaze to the indigo-haired man holding onto Neito's blonde hair. Huffing as his chest heaved with his pants when his head fell back on a moan when he thrusted his fingers sharply into their boyfriend who moaned out. "Fuck, yes! Su-Suck my fuckin' cock, Nei! Mmm! God, yo-you're fuckin' him good with those fingers, huh, livewire? You li-like it that much, baby?"

"Of-Of course, he does! God, you sh-should feel how fuckin' tight he is 'round my fi-fingers!" A whimper left Neito when he thrusted his fingers into the blonde sharply earning himself a shameless arch back. Fuck, he loves his boyfriends. Loves, loves, loves them. No one could turn him on like this. Sizzle in his own skin like this when he curled his fingers inwards with a rub when a moan left Hitoshi. "God, he's so pre-pretty! Our pretty boy, right, babe? All ours to lo-love on and fuck when we want? How we want?"

The low, muffled moan sent another shiver down his back when he slid his hand down Neito's. A shivery worthy sound much like the squelch of his thrusting fingers into the blonde who twitched and squirmed with hips angling back. Nestled down between Hitoshi's spread thighs, the indigo-haired man moaned out when a deafening slurp rang out. He shuddered at the sound as he thrusted his fingers into Neito who squirmed again with a huff flying out of the blonde. God, he was unbelievably hot.

He'd needed a moment after that orgasm to quite literally recharge. To gather his wits and God knows that fingering his boyfriend had it working in his favor. Hitoshi had decided to take a more active role by shuffling his chair closer towards the edge of the bed and allowed Neito to touch. To swallow his cock like it was fucking nothing. He was mesmerized by the sight of muscles flexing in Neito's back. The sight of his blonde head bobbing between their boyfriend's spread thighs. God, it was fucking hot.

He could feel sweat forming along his body in a sheen that pricked and itched. His hair clung to his clammy forehead and his cheeks as he watched Neito's head bobbing quickly. Hitoshi's hands holding onto the blonde locks with purple eyes locked onto him when he thrusted his fingers into him sharply. Squelches rang out from the sharp, shallow rhythm he used with inner walls clamping tightly around his fingers when he spread his fingers out. Stretching his hole around his fingers was always a drool worthy sight.

Fuck him, if it didn't have Neito moaning when he spread his fingers out again, again, again as he pushed at his inner walls. The straps of his strap on hugged his hips and waist tightly with the attachment laying on the bed next to him. He'd needed a bit of time to recharge from his first orgasm but fuck if he didn't hot. Impossibly hot when he rubbed his legs together only to flinch at the wetness between his legs; slick from his own natural wetness and the lingering saliva from Neito lapping him clean from his orgasm.

He'd happily spent his time in Hitoshi's lap with lazy kisses traded back and forth much to his delight. But Neito had happily decided to wedge himself in between with neither one holding a complaint about it. In fact, he welcomed the feeling of Neito fitting himself between them; right where he belonged. The other blonde had offered to go down on their indigo haired boyfriend while he got him ready. It was absolutely fucking hot. He let out a huff as he spread his fingers out again, again, again to push at the blonde.

Pushing at those inner walls that contracted and spasmed around his fingers as if to protest that stretch. To strangle his fingers back together as he pushed outwards. God, he swore he'd never felt hotter in his life. His inner walls throbbed with a squeeze around the vibrator Hitoshi had handed to him. It had his thighs rubbing together restlessly in a squirm with that desire. That lust. He wanted nothing more than to dive into it, but he had to pace himself. Right now it was all about pacing, pacing, pacing.

He knew he was simply over eager with that vibrator sitting inside of him giving his inner walls to clenched tightly together. The plug that Hitoshi had teased into him; he felt full. Satisfyingly, unbearably full and God knows he couldn't wait to get that damn attachment onto his strap. He spread his fingers out again, again, again tearing a keening moan out of Neito. It sent shivers down his back at that muffled pitch with the indigo-haired man's head falling back on a moan of his own. A trembling, wavering moan that had him shuddering.

It had him swallowing when he brought his fingers together to thrust into Neito as inner walls clamped down tightly around his fingers. Curling his fingers in just enough to rub at his inner walls, he watched his fingers slip into the blonde slickly. Fuck, if he wasn't hotter than anything. If he wasn't mesmerized to the sight of his slick fingers sliding into that twitching hole. If his clit didn't feel painfully swollen with jolts running up his back from the squeeze of his thighs. Rubbing, rubbing, rubbing to soothe that eager ache between his legs.

Wincing at the slickness as he thrusted his fingers quickly into his blonde boyfriend. The slick squelches did little to help the shots of arousal under his skin when he rubbed at those trembling inner walls. Using a firm press inwards when he gave a deeper, confident thrust. And God if it didn't have Neito moaning as his hips jerked back when he felt out that soft, rubbery bump within the blonde. He rubbed his fingers over it fiercely tearing another moan out of their boyfriend with thighs trembling gently.

Squirming when he began to grind tight circles into that bundle of nerves. Delighting in the way Neito's back arched with his hips jerking back towards his fingers. He rolled tight circles into the spot wickedly with moans spilling out of the other blonde. Resulting in keening moans leaving Hitoshi as his thighs twitched apart as if to spread further. God, he loves the displays of flexibility in Hitoshi. To see those thighs spread impossibly wide as hands buried themselves in blonde locks to hold onto tightly.

Heat blazed in those eyes when they met his with hands shoving Neito down faster. Faster, faster, faster. He rolled his fingers quickly in compliance with the speed he was seeing displayed before him. A deafening slurp ringing out as Neito no doubt tried to keep from drooling. Choking on his own saliva. Fuck, there was nothing he loves more than when Neito lost his prissy attitude. When he was tidy, neatly groomed and held that haughty indignation at the thought of anything that would ruin that image.

He loves it when the blonde was sandwiched between them. When he fit so perfectly between them. With his lips glistening from eating him out only to bury his head between Hitoshi's thighs. When he was squeezed between with his cock buried in him with Hitoshi filling him as well. When the blonde was drooling mess of messy locks, flushed cheeks, swollen lips and he was drooling shamelessly. There was nothing he loves more than tearing that image down and rendering him into a beautiful, sloppy mess.

He ground the pads of his fingers into his prostate as he watched thighs jerk and tremble viciously from the pleasure it no doubt gave. The blonde moaned shamelessly with Hitoshi throwing his head back on a snapping groan from the vibrations Neito's moan no doubt created. He slid his fingers around that bump giddily when he then spread his fingers out. Stretching those inner walls out had the blonde's back arching with hips jerking back shamelessly as his head bobbed fast between their boyfriend's spread legs.

While Hitoshi insisted on being a watcher, the indigo-haired man hadn't said no to a blowjob. In fact, he swore the man welcomed the idea of it when Neito had pulled away from him with trails of saliva connecting his lips to his pussy. It had gotten him hotter than anything just to see it and now he was left with a slick mess between his thighs. However, he wouldn't have it any other fucking way. He swore there'd been a heat to Hitoshi when he'd let himself be coaxed forward only to have those slender fingers of his work him open.

To allow Hitoshi to slip the plug and vibrator into him before Neito had taken his place. His inner walls spasmed in a throb before clenching tightly around the vibrator and plug in unison. Tearing a low groan out of him at the sparks it sent up his back. He spread his fingers out again, again, again. Pushing at those inner walls to loosen them further when he let his gaze flick to the attachment resting on the bed next to him. It wasn't anything fancy; it was what he had bought when he thought of himself.

How big his own cock would be when he got his bottom surgery. Sitting at five and a half inches, it was modest. Nothing like Hitoshi's six inches but rather something closer to Neito's size. Something familiar for all of them. And staring at the thick toy beside him he reached over with his free hand to grab the attachment. Purple eyes watched his hand with a moan leaving the man with hips bucking up no doubt judging by the choked whimper that left Neito. He then pulled his fingers away from Neito's prostate with a parting rub.

Sliding away to thrust his fingers sharply into him before spreading out. Scissoring as the blonde all but mewled in that muffled pitch of his as he groaned. When Hitoshi had come home, he hadn't thought his afternoon would dive into one of sex. Not so soon. He had planned on Neito eating him out and returning that favor with a blowjob would be the end of it. But from the moment Hitoshi stepped over the threshold of their bedroom? Well, he had known his simple afternoon of being eaten out and blowjobs was off the table.

And he fucking loves it. Oh, there was something so damn hot about the way Hitoshi was staring at Neito. The mussed appearance to indigo locks as hands fisted at blonde ones that coaxed Neito to bob his head faster. Swallowing with a slick slurp around him. The way that Hitoshi would lift his gaze to stare at him with such hunger when he thrusted his fingers which got the blonde moaning around him. He was fucking glad his afternoon had divulged into something more. That he could fuck Neito like he wants too.

Hitoshi had been all too happy to finger him open as he sat in his lap. Had been all too happy to help attach the straps of his strap-on around his hips and waist for him. To hand him the attachment. Despite having looked exhausted when he slumped into the room, their indigo-haired boyfriend seemed to perk up when they welcomed him to watch. To gawk. And now here they were, loving their boyfriend who was returning it. He watched that blonde head bobbing between Hitoshi's head quickly much to his delight.

It was aweing how eagerly Neito took the chance to go down on Hitoshi. The other blonde had always seemed miffed when he and Hitoshi joked about how he was a slut for oral but here he was. Proving them fucking right. The blonde's lips had still been glistening, thin strands of saliva connecting his lips and tongue to his pussy. An absolute shiver-worthy sight when Neito had all but lunged forward when Hitoshi asked to be sucked off while he was prepped. The eagerness he saw in him was fucking sexy.

God, it was a turn on like nothing fucking else. To see their prissy, haughty boyfriend fall apart at the seams for the both of them. Wanting so fervently as they wanted. Needing as they needed. It had him shuddering at that flash of heat beneath his skin when he thrusted his fingers quickly into Neito with inner walls clenching tightly. Squeezing his fingers for all their damn worth. He thrusted his fingers giddily with the blonde moaning around Hitoshi's erection. Vibrations that had the man groaning enthusiastically at their blonde boyfriend.

Hands tightening in blonde locks had that back arching slightly when he swallowed a moan of his own when his inner walls throbbed around that vibrator. His ass clenching around the plug. So full he couldn't take it but fuck him if it wasn't good. He dragged his teeth over his lip when he spread his fingers out rapidly back to back. Stretching open his hole was an erotic sight; watching him spread open around his fingers as muscles twitched. Watching as they spasmed before he brought them back together.

Gaping around his fingers when he spread them out. He moaned lowly in his throat when he looked over at the end of the bed where his attachment for his strap sat. He had never put much thought into the size of his straps. He'd always been told bigger was better and God knows Neito was a damn size queen who absolutely adored his straps. Today, he'd let the blonde choose and he wasn't at all surprised when Neito chose the seven inched attachment. The man was greedy today and he was absolutely living for it.

He spread his fingers out then held their spread position which had Neito moaning around Hitoshi's erection again. He reached over to grab at the silicone thing with a grunt when it slid over the blanket with a rustle as he pressed his fingers together. Thrusting them in long thrusts into the blonde while he reached down with his right hand to begin attaching the dildo to his strap on carefully. It was styled to look like a penis and those had to be his favorite. He'd started out with the smooth, pink dildos when he got his first strap.

Smooth, sleek dildo that his blonde boyfriend claimed were enough. However, he wanted something more realistic. He truly wanted to look down between his legs and see something resembling a real cock. Something he could be happy fucking his boyfriend with. Even if Neito fussed over his choice, he could just tell Neito was over the moon having something more realistic inside of him. Something silicone but close to a real cock as they could get it. However, he knew Neito had loved his old pink dildo attachment.

Regardless, his attachments they were always beloved by himself and Neito. He got the attachment in place with a hum when he glanced up to find Hitoshi's eyes on him with a hunger that had his stomach dropping. Fluttering. What he'd give to have his turn to be squished up between his boyfriends. Could today give him that chance? Dragging his teeth over his bottom lip, he thrusted his fingers into Neito sharply. He watched his hole twitch around his fingers with inner walls clamping down tightly around them.

Ohhh, the sight had him moaning lowly in his throat when he thrusted his fingers faster. Brushing the pads of them over that soft, rubbery bump that had Neito moaning enthusiastically at him when Hitoshi stared at him with that damn hunger. A blazing lust that had him wanting to crawl into his lap and rid himself of this vibrator. To bounce and squirm on his cock until Neito inevitably joined them and tugged his plug out to fill his ass. To have both of his boyfriends at once was something he adores.

It was all he ever wanted. To be squished up between both of his boyfriends the one way he wanted to be. He thrusted his fingers into Neito who moaned when he rubbed his fingers over his prostate getting thighs to tremble and his body to jerk. Jolting. He may never know the pleasure of a prostate, but he knew the pleasure of his G-spot and God if he didn't know the pleasure it had to be giving his boyfriend. Spreading his fingers out once more, he pushed at trembling inner walls with a giddy delight.

Then he reached with his free hand for the lube. Neito was as loose as he could get him after working on him for God knows how long now. Hitoshi seemed to understand this when he used his hold on their boyfriend to coax him up. Up, up, up until he was popping off of the indigo haired-man's erection with a whimper. He crawled back further on the bed with Neito blinking as he glanced over his shoulder before moving back quickly onto the bed. And fuck if Neito didn't look positively wrecked after that blow job.

If he didn't look fucking sexy with drool running down his chin. A deep blush smothering itself over his cheeks that spread down to his chest and collar bones. The tips of his ears. There was a glaze to those periwinkle blue eyes that had his heart jumping in his throat. And he moved quickly to keep Neito from jumping into his lap or pinning him down onto the bed. Instead, he moved to twist and pin the other blonde down to the bed with a gasp leaving Neito when his chest hit the bed causing it to bounce.

When he positioned himself behind Neito with his hands arching his hips up towards him. It had the blonde gasping before moaning into the blankets with fingers twisting into them when he drizzled lube into his palm. Reaching down to rub it over the silicone dildo with its fake veins. Sliding his hand up to roll his palm over the head as the thing glistened slickly in the low lighting of their bedroom. He went to move his hands from his hips when Neito's were coming up to grab at his ass and spreading himself open for him.

It had him moaning at the sight of his twitching hole when he lifted a hand to grab the dildo instead to hold himself steady as he rubbed it against the blonde. Moving his hips back and forth, back and forth with a slick squelch ringing out. He was slipping slickly over the blonde and he was fucking riveted watching it. There was nothing he adored more than watching himself slip against Neito; when hips arched back towards him. It had him burning up, up, up as he held himself steady with a low groan.

Grinding his dildo against that twitching hole with a slick squelch. It was so easy to forget about everything that wasn't Neito. That wasn't about his boyfriend arching back or squirming against him. It was easy forget about Hitoshi sitting by the side of the bed with eyes riveted to them. It was so easy to focus on his squirming boyfriend beneath him; the throbbing of his inner walls contracting around his vibrator. The light throbbing of his clit that swelled damn near insufferably with the ache to touch just once.

To rub himself either with his fingers or up against something. He dragged his teeth over his lip as his heartbeat throbbed quietly in his ears when he rubbed himself slickly against the blonde. Shivering when the man beneath him whimpered with hips arching back towards him. Hands tugging himself open wider which stretched his hole open slightly tearing a moan out of him at the sight. He grinds his strap on against the blonde when he caught another twitch of it that had him whining when he pulled his hips back.

Neito was falling apart beneath him. He wasn't even inside the other blonde yet and the man was squirming, whimpering, begging him silently to hurry, hurry, hurry. He shuddered when he changed the angle of his hips to press the head of his dildo against the squirming blonde. Knuckles went white when fingers dug into his cheeks only to tug at himself with his hole stretching open slightly. And it was this spread that had him sinking into Neito rather quickly when he meant to nudge him playfully.

It had him moaning out when the blonde cried out with such delight as he sank into that twitching hole as fingers trembled. Digging into his cheeks as he watched Neito's brows squeeze together with the tilted back position of his. How his mouth dropped to hang open ever so slightly with that cry as his lashes fluttered to red cheeks. He was utterly beautiful beneath him. A sight that he truly couldn't get enough of when he caught movement out of the corner of his eye as he slid forward slickly into his whimpering boyfriend.

Bottoming out with a hit of his pelvis against him that had the man moaning lowly in his throat. And Hitoshi had his full attention when hips ground back against his pelvis delightedly. Hitoshi sat back on his chair with his thighs still in that impressive spread. His erection dripping with their boyfriend's saliva that had it shining slickly in the low lighting. Pre-come dripping down to join the saliva leaving his erection an absolutely slick mess. He noted hardened nipples standing to attention beneath the fabric of his shirt.

He watched the indigo-haired man reached up to squeeze at a nipple of his with purple eyes locked onto him when his left hand lifted. Showing off the small white remote he held in his palm that was quickly flipped up to his fingers with a wicked smirk on his lips. That blush on his cheeks was absolutely lovely but it highlighted the stubble on his jaw and cheeks. Hitoshi was looking a little too much like his father lately. He'd have to convince him to shave for them when they had the time to think about it.

Not now.

Not when his world was dangling on a string as his breaths raced with anticipation as he ground forward against Neito. His eyes locked on that little white remote as he grinded with Neito who whimpered beneath him. Hips grinding frantically as his breaths raced with a tremble at the sight of that small white remote with his inner walls clenching tightly around the vibrator within him. It sent a shiver up his back with that anticipation when he ground himself tightly against Neito who whimpered shrilly up at him.

A shrill sound that had him sliding his hands along his sides to soothe the eager man the best he could. The quiet brush of his palms sliding over clammy skin was deafening when he tore his gaze away from Hitoshi. The indigo haired man would do what he wanted with that little remote of his. He just had to be patient. But for now, his other boyfriend needed his attention when hands left his ass to twist into the blankets. A periwinkle blue eye looking up at him pleadingly when he slid his hands along his sides before leaning forward

Biting at his lip, he reached forward to slide his hands down to his waist as he followed the curve of his boyfriend's waist. Keeping his hips arched up high, he leaned down to kiss along the blonde's upper back. So pretty. Neito truly was stunning during moments like these, and he couldn't get enough of his boyfriend. The light brush of his lips over skin with that light smack coming to break it up. Sliding his hands along his blonde boyfriend's waist with hips grinding together with a light squelch of the dildo and lube rubbing together.

A deafening sound in the quiet but he held onto the blonde beneath him when he got another whimper when he kissed at the back of his shoulder. How worked up was Neito in the moment? More worked up than he thought? He had to be judging by how hard he looked before he flipped him onto his stomach. Neito was a switch, just like himself, but when his boyfriend topped? He was the perfect example of a service top. So was Hitoshi. And there was nothing Neito loved more than going down on them.

It was a confession made in a delirious night of lovemaking together. When hands had been all over him, Neito, and Hitoshi with squirms and thrusts to come together being the desperation of the night. He knew what going down on them meant to Neito; how it got him worked up. Topping or bottoming, it didn't matter for the blonde enjoyed it and that's all that mattered. If they were feeling good together during sex. If they were feeling good together then there was nothing more that needed to be overcomplicated.

It didn't need to be overthought. If they felt good together during sex then that's all that mattered when they were together regardless of who was topping the other. If he got the chance to top Neito and make him feel good? Then that's all that mattered to him. If he can give his boyfriend the pleasure he received from him when he ate him out then he'd give it. He'd happily shower this man with all the pleasure he deserved during sex. Nothing more and nothing less. So long as they all felt good during sex together.

He clung onto the squirming blonde beneath him as he ground his hips forward. He'd done his best in the past handful of minutes to make sure he was ready and did his best to be thorough. Kissing across the top of Neito's back, he could only imagine how tightly he was clenching around his strap. How hard those inner walls clung to the dildo within him. Rolling his hips forward, he glanced over at Hitoshi who was trailing his fingers along the underside of his erection. Slickly slipping over himself but not stroking.

As if he were waiting. God, their boyfriend had the patience of a saint. To not touch himself when everything felt so hot, so hot, it was amazing that display of restraint. He groaned into the blonde's shoulder blade when he pulled his hips backwards then snapping forward to shallowly thrust into Neito. An enthusiastic moan left his boyfriend with hips arching backwards when he pulled his back again the snapped forward in a shallow thrust. A slick thrust that had the blonde moaning up at him with that encouragement.

That silent plea when he pulled his hips back again then snapped forward in another shallow thrust. Again. And again. Again, again, again. Moaning at the blonde beneath him at the squirms and twists with fingers clutching at the blanket. Gasping with delight beneath him when he heard the smallest, quiet click off to the side of him to which he moaned deafeningly. A burst of sound leaving him when the vibrator inside of him powered to life to buzz, buzz, buzz cheerfully when his inner walls clamped down tightly around it.

Throbbing when that buzz fanned through his pelvis as he snapped his hips forward in a shallow thrust into Neito. Loving that keening moan, it got him from the other blonde who writhed beneath him when a hand lifted from the blankets. Shaking fingers lifting up to which he happily slid his left hand over the back of Neito's hand to thread their fingers together. Fitting together snugly when he curled his fingers into Neito's palm with the blonde moaning out beneath him. God, he absolutely adored it.

Holding hands during sex was definitely something that he adored during sex. Holding onto his boyfriend's hand tightly as it pressed into the bed, he kept up his shallow, snapping thrusts with slick squelches ringing out to punctuate them. It had Hitoshi groaning off to the side of them when he moaned at that cheerfully buzzing vibrator inside of him. It was curved to press into his inner wall firmly with a nudge. Any deeper and he knew it would press into his g-spot perfectly. It's what made it his favorite toy.

It sent a shiver up his back at the mere idea of it possibly hitting against it if they were to adjust the vibrator. It had him moaning when he snapped his hips forward desperately into the squirming blonde beneath him who held onto his hand fiercely. Clinging to him like he was his anchor when he shuddered with Neito's hips arching back shamelessly. Moving in shallow, twitching movements to meet his thrusts when he twitched at the moan off to the side of them that had him biting at his lip when he glanced over.

Looking over to Hitoshi who had wrapped his hand around his erection. Stroking slowly, purple eyes burned at him fiercely with a hunger that had his stomach flipping then dropping with a burst of excitement. He kept up that shallow depth as he thrusted into Neito who whimpered beneath him. Squeezing at Neito's waist with his freehand as the blonde's hips swung backwards to meet his shallow thrusts. Pinning him down to the bed, the blonde beneath him panted raggedly when his chest pressed to his back.

Pinning the blonde who no doubt made it difficult and he couldn't help that small spark of worry. His weight on his back but the blonde beneath him didn't utter a word of protest as he snapped his hips forward. God, what he'd give to have a real cock. To bury himself to the hilt inside of Neito as he clenched tightly around him. To hear him moan at being stuffed full of his cock while he twisted and squirmed. He'd thought of bottom surgery before. He'd even talked to his doctors about the possibilities of it.

He'd considered it with his doctors telling him to give it a few years so he could achieve the most natural growth that he absolutely could. Obviously not the answer he wanted, he could fantasize. He could imagine how tightly Neito would be wrapped around him; what that heat had to feel like. He always got glimpses of what that heat would feel like when he was fucking him with his fingers. And today was no different as he snapped his hips back and forth shallowly into the squirming blonde beneath him.

His mind recalling the heat that had been wrapped around his fingers. The heat that soaked into them deliciously when inner walls clenched so tightly around his fingers. He moaned when he bucked his hips instinctively in one, two, three sharp thrusts that had his boyfriend moaning with delight beneath him. Hips jerking back to hit against his pelvis to mimic that sudden frantic thrusts of his. God if it didn't have his lower half wobbling from those jerks back but he absolutely adores it. He shuddered as he resumed his quick, shallow rhythm.

Thrusting into the blonde who gasped as he clung onto his hand. Shallow. Snapping. He thrusted into the squirming blonde who moaned so prettily at him with his head tilting back on the bed slightly with hair rustling over it. He was beautiful. Stunning. One would think that having a third onlooker would deter him. That it would leave him feeling shy. Painfully awkward. And he couldn't deny that in the beginning he had been. He would jerk away from Hitoshi or Neito, depending on who walked in.

He used to feel horrible. Once he'd shoved Neito straight out of the bed to cover himself when his boyfriend had his hands down his pants. Rubbing his clit to get it to swell when Hitoshi had come home. Another time he'd kicked Hitoshi off of said bed when he'd been eating him out only to have Neito come home earlier than expected. He'd been painfully shy but over time it had become more than natural to have a third party there. Hiding himself when the blonde had his hands down his pants when Hitoshi came home.

He'd been painfully shy but over time it became natural. He became used to having a pair of eyes on him depending on who he was with, and he loved it. Today being yet another memory he knew he'd used to get off in the future. He snapped his hips back and forth, back and forth, with slick squelches ringing out. Whimpering at that vibrator buzzing cheerfully within him. God, it had his hips squirming in between his thrusts with the threat of making them clumsy. Threatening to make them fucking sloppy.

Panting shallowly, he kissed Neito's shoulder again as he began to inch his hips back slightly to abandon the shallow depth before snapping forward. Tearing a keening moan from his boyfriend who squeezed at his hand with that silent note of encouragement from his blonde boyfriend. God, he could stay like this for hours. Fuck this man into the bed while that vibrator buzzed away at him. Could he handle another orgasm? He wasn't sure but fuck if it didn't have his pants shaking at the thought as he snapped his hips forward.

Feeling those hit backs of Neito's hips flying back to hit against his pelvis. Moaning with delight when the blonde squirmed and twisted beneath him with a huffing exhale when a moan off to the side of them had him enthralled. He squirmed his hips slightly when he glanced over to find Hitoshi's hand moving faster over himself. The heat blazing in that gaze sent shivers down his back that arched ever so slightly. God, he loves these men. His boyfriends. His Hitoshi. His Neito. His, his, his. All fucking his.

It was a chant that refused to cut off as he snapped his hips forward with the slap of their skin meeting ringing out around the harness of his strap. He could feel sweat forming over his back, his chest, from the heat radiating off of himself. Off of Neito who squirmed with blonde lashes raising from red cheeks to look over at Hitoshi with a moan leaving the man beneath him. Fuck, fuck! He yanked his hips back further then slammed forward tearing a cry out of Neito when hips squirmed before jerking back to meet his new thrust.

The hand in his tightening when he groaned as he began to happily jerk his hips back further then slamming forward. Using a new speed, a new force, to nudge the man lightly beneath him when he moaned at the quiet click of that remote. A new speed of buzzing spread through his pelvis threatened to have his eyes roll back on him. He clutched fervently at Neito's hand as he slammed himself forward into the squirming blonde. Jerking his hips back, back, back then slamming forward against the blonde who moaned.

Doing so with such enthusiasm he just knew it'd leave him hoarse. Leave him husky. And it had him giddily slamming forward faster, faster, faster to get another moan. Harder. He truly couldn't get enough of Neito. Of Hitoshi. He was insatiable. And he knew that insatiability was returned to him by how often they were sexual. How those hands always found their way up his shirt or down his pants. How they looked at him with such desire, such love, it left him breathless. Left him feeling absolutely touched.

And this afternoon showed him that awe in their indigo-haired boyfriend as he sat off to the side of them. The love he saw in Neito's eyes when he had popped out to welcome him home for the first time. The adoration when Hitoshi looked over the both of them twisted together despite the blonde eating him out. It was something he'd never, never take for granted. Slamming his hips forward against the blonde, he could feel hips jerking back to slam against his pelvis again, again, again. Desperate.

God, how long had Neito been hard like this for? How much longer could he hold out? He'd been hard since he was eating him out, right? That had been a bit ago. He slid his hand from Neito's waist to curve down beneath the squirming blonde to drift his fingers along the underside of his neglected erection. God, he was throbbing beneath his fingers. Neito was harder than anything. What did that feel like? Was it insufferable? How badly did Neito want to come? He was more than determined to slam it out of the blonde.

A whimper left Neito who slammed back eagerly against his pelvis to match his speed and strength he dared to use. Nudging him lightly with a deafening moan bursting out of his boyfriend in unison with himself. Fuck him, he swore his entire pelvis was vibrating with the intensity of that vibrator inside of him. It had him panting as he clenched tightly around it with his clit throbbing frantically. How hard would his clit be if he touched it? How swollen? He was always extremely sensitive after an orgasm but if he was in the mood?

Ohhhh, he could run circles with orgasm after orgasm coaxed out of him until he was writhing, croaking mess. He'd played with overstimulation with his boyfriends before and that had been one hell of a fucking night. Slamming himself forward against his boyfriend, he pushed off with his arm wrapping around the blonde. Coaxing him up onto his knees with him as he held the blonde close to his chest. He slammed his hips forward with their conjoined hands coming to rest on his waist. He grabbed at his hips to slam him backwards harder.

Faster. Slamming himself into the blonde had him groaning at the slick squelches punctuating each thrust. Each slamming hit ringing out with a slap of their skin meeting. The huffing, gasping pants being taken by the three of them. The pretty, deafening moans that left Neito with increasing volume that was only getting louder. Higher. He knew their neighbors were going to hate them if they didn't already did. Hitoshi's fathers had offered to pay to have their apartment soundproofed with approval from the landlord.

The last thing he wanted was for the three of them to be kicked out because they were fucking too loud. He yanked at Neito's waist to coax him forward quickly then back harder. Causing him to wobble on his knees but fuck if he didn't care. He held onto the writhing blonde who moved in compliance with his tugging hands as he tipped his head down to kiss at his shoulder. The side of his neck. Crawling his lips up to his ear when fingers twisted into his hair to hold him close to his neck. Forcing him to stay in place.

Panting, he nipped at his earlobe as he slid his hands over his waist as hips jerked fast, fast, fast. Hard, hard, hard. Buzzing. It was threatening to drive him insane already. He huffed as he traced the shell of his ear with the tip of his tongue before lowering his head down to nip at that juncture of his neck that gave way to his shoulder. Slamming into the blonde who wobbled and swayed in his arms when he glanced at the sliver of view he had of Hitoshi. Watching the indigo-haired man's hand flying over his erection.

His erection with brows squeezed together tightly had his stomach dropping viciously. The sight of lips parting on a moan from the indigo-haired man with his chest heaving with his pants. The blush smothering itself over his cheek was absolutely lovely. That hunger to his gaze merely set him ablaze. He moaned as he slammed into Neito harder, harder, harder. Faster. Fuck, if there was one thing he knew about his boyfriend is he liked it fast. Hard. The blonde loved to be pounded into the mattress.

On the other hand, he liked it a bit slower. Neito and Hitoshi always accommodated them when they needed it. They all accommodated to one another depending on what was needed in the morning. Fuck him, he loves Hitoshi and Neito so much. It had his pounding heart aching at that rush as he held onto the squirming blonde in his arms when he let his eyes flutter shut. Moaning into their boyfriend's neck at the vibrations of that cheerfully buzzing vibrator. It was perfect. God, it had him clenching tightly around that vibrator.

That plug inside of him. It was threatening to make his thrusts clumsy and sloppy but God he was determined to give all that he could to Neito. To give him that pleasure and get the blonde off so he wouldn't have to hold out anymore. To deny himself that orgasm he deserved. And his clit throbbed with such intensity it had him moaning at the wetness he cold feel dripping down his thighs around the vibrator. He'd never been one to say he was dripping wet but today he was. He was absolutely fucking soaked.

A slick mess of saliva, lube, and his own wetness had created a mess between his thighs that dripped down for a slick rub if they could press together again. It had him moaning as he clenched around that vibrator, the plug, that only reminded him of how full he was. It would only be made better if he had something in his mouth. But he could content himself with kissing that feverish, sweaty skin of Neito's as he writhed in his arms. Whimpering at him pleadingly as he slammed his hips forward fast as he possibly could.

Hard. He knew that Neito couldn't last long once he began jerking him off. Not with how he had been holding off his orgasm for so long. All for the sake of him and Hitoshi. Fuck, Neito deserves to come. He deserved it more than he deserved to come again and so did Hitoshi. He slammed himself into the blonde desperately as he slid his hands along his waist with the hand in his clinging to him. The hand in his hair forcing his face into his neck which he happily kissed and scraped his teeth over playfully.

Slamming himself forward with increasing strength and speed merely had Neito moaning delightedly at him with hips slamming back against his pelvis. He could fuck this man for hours. Play with that overstimulation until Neito's eyes would struggle to keep from rolling up. When he was drooling, shaking mess that pleaded for no more as his lashes remained in that heavy lidded position. Until he looked fucking euphoric from it. His cock flushed red from all the fondling and stroking that had been given to it.

There was nothing he loved more than when he got to push Neito over the edge like that. Or when he was above Hitoshi with his hips gliding slickly to rub himself against erection as the indigo-haired man squirmed and whimpered beneath him. When he would tease until he gave in to what Hitoshi wanted from him. Fuck him, he could play with both men like that all night long until his labia felt puffy. Until his entrance felt so swollen and tender, he couldn't imagine having anything else inside of him as he wobbled with aching thighs and hips.

Until he was just as debauched as his boyfriends. When the bed was a mess of sheets, sweat, and abandoned condom wrappers. When he had hands gliding over his skin and lips on his face smothering him with that affection. He moaned out into Neito's neck when he bit down fiercely at the spot tearing a cry out of the blonde man. Jerking in his arms when he began to suckle at the skin firmly with his tongue swirling against it. The quiet sound of his suckling was deafening when he slammed his hips forward.

Slick squelches ringing out to punctuate his thrusts. Fuck, how tight was Neito squeezing around this? He knew the other blonde was worked up but was he really that worked up? God knows he was. He was clenching tight around his plug, the vibrator, as he slammed forward into his boyfriend with slick thrusts that threatened to have him slip out of him. It was exciting. Unfairly exciting as he worked a hickey into the side of Neito's neck. Lengthening his pull back while the blonde swung his hips forward.

Matching him before flying back to meet him thrust for thrust. It had him moaning lowly at the blonde who whimpered shrilly with his head tilting slightly. Was he watching Hitoshi? Watching their boyfriend jerk off the way he had seconds ago? He sucked at his spot when he dug his teeth in harder when he slid his free hand down to trail his fingers along the underside of Neito's erection as he slammed forward. It had the blonde in his arms wobbling on his knees with a keening whimper leaving the blonde.

It had him moaning when the other blonde's hips struck back against him harder. Faster. It had him moaning at that buzzing of his vibrator, the slick squelches of his thrusts, and the hard hits against his pelvis. The throbbing of that erection beneath his finger tips that matched the throbbing of his inner walls. His clit. He slammed forward into the blonde; damn near pounding the blonde who was gasping and twisting in his arms. Fingers clinging desperately to his hand, his hair, with nails raking over his scalp tearing a moan out of him.

He lifted his mouth from his spot when he lapped over the teeth indentations he left behind before moving up. Targeting the side of his neck with a bite as he dug his teeth in fiercely as he sucked at his new spot with a shout leaving his boyfriend who jolted in his arms again. He trailed his fingertips up and down, up and down, along the underside of that frantically throbbing erection. How tortuous was that? Was it unbearable? Neito had been harder than anything from the time they'd been grinding together on the bed.

When he'd been grinding shamelessly against the bed while he ate him out. How long had it been? Fifteen minutes? Twenty? Did he even have that grasp on time to tell himself how long it had been? He had not a clue. Time couldn't touch him in the moment when his boyfriend was fucking himself on his strap so eagerly it had his inner walls throbbing around his vibrator. He wants nothing more than for Hitoshi to climb onto the bed. To slide the vibrator or plug out of him and fill him up properly. He wasn't pick.

God knows he wasn't picky about which hole to fill, and he wants it. Bad, bad, bad. He wants it so fucking bad. Slamming his hips forward with that eagerness as he suckled at his spot, Neito groaned with enthusiasm when he rubbed his fingers over the underside of his erection. Soaked with the drops of pre-come rolling down it when he curled his fingers around his stiff erection. Sliding his hand up, he lazily rolled his thumb over the dripping head of his erection giddily. Slow, lazy circles that had the blonde moaning.

He then ground side of his thumb grinding into the slit when he yanked his hips back then wriggling slightly before pounding forward and it had his boyfriend shouting. Throwing his head back against his shoulder with a deafening wail. Had he found it? Had he found his prostate then? He had not a clue, but he happily pounded himself into that clenching heat when he began to stroke Neito in time with his thrusts. Fast, fast, fast. Wet, wet, wet. Everything felt so fucking wet. His thighs and his hand. Dripping.

He moaned when he lifted his mouth from his spot with his tongue lapping over the indentations his teeth left behind when he pounded himself forward into that heat as the blonde clutched at his hand. Clawed at his scalp to which he whined shrilly at the pain that was added too with a sharp yank on his hair. God, it had his back arching slightly as his hips jumped in a frenzy to pound at the blonde who wailed out again. He stroked the blonde quickly in time with his frenzied pounding when he felt hips swinging forward.

Thrusting into his hand eagerly when Neito's head turned. And he happily crushed his lips to those kiss swollen ones. His own were tender but he happily slid his lips with that passion against the blonde's which was answered readily. The sharp smacks of their moving lips filled with the squelches of his slamming thrusts. The shaking pants fanning on hot cheeks as he held Neito close, close, close. The blonde twisting against him to fit in his arms as if he could claw his way under his skin with fingers yanking at his hair.

What did this look like to that third point of view their boyfriend had? He wished he could ask. Demand an answer. He instead focused on moving his lips in harsh slides against the blonde's as he stroked him in time with his pounding thrusts into the blonde. Fast, fast, fast. Hard, hard, hard. Giving him exactly what he wanted, what he needed, from him. The other blonde whimpered at him enthusiastically with fingers clutching at his hair fiercely. The hand in his tightened to which he happily gave a squeeze.

Loving the trembling moan, it got him when he tightened his other hand around that throbbing erection. Fuck, he swore his boyfriend had never been so fucking hard. Was he that excited by it all? That excited? If that was the case, then he'd happily fuck this man into the bed all night long. He'd make their neighbors hate him. Let them learn his name through the walls until he was sure that they'd hate his fucking guts. Howl and scream Neito's name, Hitoshi's name, until he was hoarse. To shout, plead, and beg.

To let himself be fucked so damn hard by these men that his throat was raw. His labia puffy with that tender swell to his hole that begged for no more. He wanted to be used up by the both of them until he'd gotten his fill. He wanted to get Neito off with Hitoshi. He wanted hands twisting in his hair and crushing their lips to his just like his were crushed to Neito's. They were tender. Aching. He wanted to be covered in their come by the time they were done. He wanted to feel it leaking out of him; splattered on his chest and stomach.

His fucking face. His hair. He wants to have the two of them all over him anyway that he can get them. When coming home for the first time, he knew that their plans had been different. They were planning on having a nice dinner, for Hitoshi to welcome him home and he'd practice using his key. It was a laughable irony that they were doing the complete opposite to welcome him home. And he didn't fucking care. No matter how he was greeted, he didn't care one bit. All that mattered was his boyfriend being with him.

Holding him just like this. He pounded at the blonde in his arms with hips striking him back just as fervently. Hitting against his pelvis just as damn hard with slick squelches ringing out. He could feel the way his breaths changed with anticipation when he changed the angle of his hips slightly then pounding forward. It had his boyfriend moaning into the kiss shamelessly as that sharp smack rang out with their moving lips. Huffing pants being taken from the exertion of moving so fast and hard. But he was almost there.

He swore he could feel those inner walls tightening impossibly around his strap on which required him to focus on moving his hips faster. Harder. Put forth more of an effort. And it had him moaning when he pounded forward again, again, again with the blonde moaning back at him enthusiastically. Ecstatically. Stroking him fast, fast, fast as drops of pre-come dribbled over and beneath his fingers when he didn't slid up fast enough. A wet mess as he stroked the blonde fast as he could without his hand threatening to slip off.

God, it was so hard to keep his tight grasp on the blonde with how slick it was from the pre-come. Hot, hot, hot. Wet, wet, wet. He was throbbing around that buzzing vibrator; as if he were getting close to himself. He shuddered with a keening moan ripping out of him when he felt a brush against his lower lip. And he opened his mouth up without a second thought as he moved his tongue eagerly, scraping the edge of his teeth to meet Neito's. He slid and rubbed his tongue against his boyfriend's who massaged his tongue to his.

The nails scratching at his scalp comfortingly with a pleading whimper leaving the man. Was he close? Impossibly close? He flicked his tongue at the blonde's tongue which earned him a flick back before he swirled his tongue against his. Rubbing, massaging, sliding. Lips crushed fiercely to his aching lips when he felt the change in Neito's pants. The eagerness that was making itself known as hips swung back to hit harshly against his pelvis hard as they could. Fast, fast, fast. Hard, hard, hard. Just like he liked it.

He moaned at the blonde when he rubbed his tongue against Neito's giddily with a moan off on the side of them rang out. God, Hitoshi had gotten so quiet save for his pants that the sound had the both of them jumping. As if coming back to the reality that they weren't, in fact, alone in their bedroom. Neito groaned giddily at him when he pounded forward with his hand sliding fast, fast, fast over his dripping erection. Throbbing viciously against his palm and fingers. God, he was so close. There was no way that Neito wasn't close.

It had him moaning out at the realization as he pounded into him. Knees digging into the bed when he felt that buzzing of his vibrator seeming to intensify with a new speed. Something faster spread through his damn pelvis that had him moaning out in a keening pitch that held a note of eagerness. Of delight. He pounded at the blonde giddily who was huffing his pants faster as fingers tightened in their grasp on his hand. His hair. That tongue sliding against his with a playful rub that scraped the edge of his teeth.

Rolling, rubbing, massaging, and flicking. Huffing pants fanned onto hot cheeks with the quiet sound of their moving tongues as hips struck back against his pelvis fiercely. It had him wobbling on his knees when he lifted his lips away from Neito's with a gasp only to cry out when that buzzing jumped up once again. Buzzing at an impossibly fast speed that spread through his pelvis. Neito cried out himself with a jerk in his arms only to twist and writhe when he changed the angle of his hips with a wriggle before slamming forward.

Hitting at his prostate, he hoped, and he kept that angle. That position as he stroked the blonde's erection quickly as he twisted and jolted in his arms. Gasping airily, he arched in his arms with hips thrusting shamelessly into his hand without a care in the world. He was making a damn mess over his hand with pre-come dripping faster than he could wipe it away. He loves it. It wouldn't take much. Not much at all. Leaning in, he nipped at the shell of Neito's ear tearing a whimper out of the other blonde.

Holding onto him tightly when jolted when he pounded into him again with a slick squelch. A gasp from the blonde when he tightened his arms around him. His hands on his erection and the one in his. Just a little more, more, more. His boyfriend needed one good shove. One push that could get the blonde over the edge of his orgasm. He was right there that had the blonde moaning wildly with that ecstatic burst of volume. He shuddered when he lifted his head up to nip at his boyfriend's ear again.

"Co-Come on, lovely! Do-Don't you wanna-wanna cum for me? You're so close , lo-lovely, I can feel it! You can't ho-hold it off forever!" A whimper left the blonde as he thrusted into his hand shamelessly with hands tightening on him in response. God, he loves this man. Loves, loves, loves him. "Yo-You've done so good , you know that? Ea-Eatin' me out and making me cum li-like you did! Isn't it yo-your turn? Don't you wanna feel good wi-with me and Toshi? Do-Don't you wanna cum for me, pre-pretty boy?"

"Yes! God, fuck, yessss! I wa-wanna cum! Ah! Ah, ah! Mmm! Fu-Fffffuck! I need it! Need it so bad! I want you so ba-bad, Denki! Ah! Mmmm! Yo-You feel so good inside of me! So-So fucking big! Fillin' me up so goooood! I wa-want you to fuck me all night with yo-your strap! I wan-want your big fucking cock in me all night! Givin' it to me so good! I wa-wanna watch Toshi fuck you goooood! Ah! Ohhhh, fuck! I wa-want the both of you! I wa-wanna fuck you, Denks! Wan-Wanna fuck you with Toshi! Wanna fe-feel good with you both!"

"Then you ne-need to cum, baby!" Ohhhh, Hitoshi's voice was fucking husky. Deep. A rumble that had his toes curling when he glanced over at their boyfriend who was an absolute image. What he'd give to climb into his lap right now as he watched hips thrust up into that stroking hand when purple eyes lazily flicked between them. "Be-Be a good boy and cum for him, wo-won't you? I wa-want to eat him out too, you know! So, cu-cum for us, baby, yeah? I'll fu-fuck you silly all night too! I'll gi-give you whatever you wa-want so cum!"

"You're right the-there, lovely! Don't worry, Toshi wi-will watch the whole time! I wo-won't let you go for a second!" Another whimper left Neito who squirmed and twisted in his arms desperately with hitching pants being taken as he stroked him fast as he possibly could. Pounding in at what he hoped was a good angle to hit at his prostate as the blonde gasped in his arms. So pretty he was. So very, very pretty Neito was. "Cum, lovely! Cum for me? Sho-Show me how gooood I make you feel! Ho-How much you love my cock!"

Ohhhh, he knew that poor Neito couldn't seem to focus on his words. His or Hitoshi's. Not with the way he was gasping breathlessly half formed words that didn't quite make their way out of the blonde. Not quite forming with the back of throat sounds that left Neito. And then the blonde threw his head back on a cry as he twisted in his arms with shaking thighs tensing up on him. His head pressed back to his shoulder fiercely with a wail leaving the blonde as he began to stiffen up in his arms. Squirming.

Writhing. Gasping. Stroking him fast, fast, fast in time with his pounding thrusts into the blonde whose wail crested up in volume. A shout of his name. Over, over, over again. The blonde shouted his name in a chanting manner that had him moaning when he felt the blonde's erection throbbing frantically when he glanced down. And he slammed in once more before grinding fiercely against Neito who shook in his arms as he came. A tense stiff that had him shaking lightly as he watched down with awe.

Watching spurt after spurt left the blonde with his erection throbbing in his hand. Damn near pulsing in it. He crooned at the blonde wordlessly as his wail choked off into a whimper of his name. A mewl. It had his blood burning through his veins at the sound of his name dropping out of his boyfriend in that mewling pitch. Denki, Denki, Denki. It was like the other blonde had no control over himself as his head pressed fiercely to his shoulder. He swore he'd never seen this man come harder in all their time together.

He could only imagine how those inner walls had to be milking his strap and it had him moaning in unison with a shrill cry when those delicious vibrations were cut off. His hips squirmed in their grinds which had Neito whimpering at him deafeningly with squirms of his own. God, he was hot. He could feel a bead of sweat trickling down to the side of his face when a low groan flew out of Hitoshi that had him looking over. And he was going to have to wash his clothes but fuck it had his hips squirming.

Inner walls clamping down tight around his still vibrator with throbs that pulled insufferably at the device inside of him. Watching their indigo-haired boyfriend groaning lowly to himself as he came was a sight to fucking behold. The sight of his hand flying over his own erection before pausing to knead at the throbbing thing as his head was thrown back with his lips curling slightly. The sight of his brows squeezing together before his mouth dropped open as sweat dripped down his cheek. The side of his face.

Oh, Hitoshi was beautiful as he moaned lowly beside them. Spurts of come landing on his shirt where they soaked into it with that hand stroking those spurs out of him when Neito slumped in his arms. Gasping shakily when he crooned lowly in the blonde's ear comfortingly when he got a whine back as he began to pull his hips back. He knew he could stay within Neito, he pulled back until he slipped out of him with a slick squelch. He carefully leaned Neito forward until his chest hovered over the bed when he flipped him over.

He reached back to begin working off his strap-on that dripped with the layer of lube on it. He shuffled over the bed awkwardly until he got the strap off which he let drop onto the floor with a thud. He was a slick mess between his legs, but he tugged open the drawer of the bedside table to reach in for their pack of wipes. He then crawled back over to the panting blonde sprawled out on the bed with his erection softening as it twitched. His flushed chest heaving with hardened nipples perked up through the curls of blonde hair.

That deep blush smothered over his sweaty, clammy face was absolutely lovely and brought out those periwinkle blue eyes. His brows twitched together with kiss swollen lips parting for those frantic pants as the blonde squirmed before huffing out as his lashes fluttered down. Resting on red cheeks when he cracked open the top of their wipes to pull out a few wipes. He then reached out to use that first to swipe at the come covering his stomach. He'd come so damn hard a bit had landed on his chest.

He hummed in a strained note as he wiped the come off of his boyfriend. Using the second wipe to scrub at his skin gently to ensure it was clean as possible when he glanced up at the movement of Hitoshi standing. His coat was shrugged off, the bag holding his hero costume would have to be washed along with his ruined shirt. Hitoshi merely lifted it up haphazardly over his head then to the floor with pants being shoved down from his thighs. He tore his gaze away with a spark of hope that the blonde's slurred moan had been truthful.

That Hitoshi would eat him out too. His hips wriggled slightly as he scrubbed Neito's stomach and chest before crawling to the edge of the bed to toss them away. Turning around, he crawled towards Neito who rolled his head with lashes lifting to glance at their indigo haired boyfriend. Their boyfriend dragged his chair closer to the bed before sitting back down with not a stitch of clothing on. A glint of that hunger to his gaze when he hovered by Neito's side before he was waved away weakly with Hitoshi's hands reaching out to him.

Beckoning him closer silently with huffing pants being taken by the three of them when he swallowed before crawling over the blonde towards Hitoshi. Leaning in when the blonde touched his sweaty face with shaking hands that had been rubbed clean of come. Did he use his clothing? He'd have to talk to him about that. It wasn't a good habit to have. But he'd do it later for the indigo-haired man reached down to grab the small white remote he'd dropped. And he happily leaned backwards to change his position to sit backwards.

His feet coming up on the arms of the chair as he let his thighs drop open. And he reached down giddily to trace his fingers over his soaked labia before parting it as heat flared in those purple eyes. He then lifted his other hand coming up to tap at his pelvis above his pussy with wiry blonde hairs tickling his fingers. That silent motion he'd used for his boyfriend's countless times in the past when it came to silently asking. Silently begging. He tapped at his pelvis once more when the vibrator within him was buzzing to life as he gasped.

Whining when the vibrations quickly jumped up in intensity when hands grabbed at his waist heaving him up with his back hitting the bed. His lower half lifted up effortlessly with his legs draped over Hitoshi's shoulders when he whimpered with hips arching up when lips began to trail along his inner thigh. Soft, pecking kisses that had the muscles trembling beneath his boyfriend's lips that were taking their sweet time crawling up. Hands tightening on his hips after he squirmed slightly before curling his legs upwards.

Moving to lock his feet together against his upper back. Attempting to jerk him forward only to have Hitoshi tense against his jerk; refusing that pull when teeth sank into his trembling thigh tearing a cry out of him. He wants to come. He wants nothing more than to come a second time and with that buzzing vibrator inside of him? God, it was driving him insane. He didn't think he wanted to come twice but he does, does, does. Teeth dug in fiercely to his thigh with harsh sucks being given as if to soothe away the blunt pain.

A pain that was spreading over his inner thigh from those teeth. He whimpered shrilly when the blanket rustling had him tipping his head back to find Neito moving to roll onto his side with periwinkle blue eyes glazed with that euphoric afterglow. Watching with a sense of riveted awe when he let out a sharp exhaled huff when he squirmed when Hitoshi's mouth lifted from his spot to begin kissing up his trembling thigh again. His hair brushing his thigh tickled when he caught the faint vibrations of a phone ringing.

No ringtone. A vibration that rang out with that muffled quality; did Hitoshi have his phone silenced but vibration on? He had not a clue when vibrations of his own were raking through his pelvis as his inner walls clamped tightly around the vibrating thing inside of him. Around the plug he had in his ass. He was hot, hot, hot as his arms curled over his head with fingers twisting into the blanket. The warmth of Hitoshi's racing pants fanned over the juncture off to the side of his crotch. Kissing softly at him.

Then the indigo-haired man leaned up to press a kiss to his labia; right above his throbbing clit when he whimpered with his hips arching up. Pressing himself shamelessly against his mouth. His fingers tightened in their hold on the blanket with his lashes fluttering in a blink to find Neito shifting forward. Fingers tracing along his jaw tipping his head back into the bed when he looked up with his upside down view of Neito. Admiring how lovely he looked in the aftermath of his orgasm when lips came down on his with a soft press.

Nothing hard. Sliding against his tenderly to which he happily returned as his breaths raced in anticipation with his lips buzzing with that ache. He whimpered out again pleadingly as his fingers tugged at the blanket when Hitoshi pressed firm kisses along his labia. Down near the end of that vibrator with hands sliding along the sides of his thighs with fingers curling in to knead at him. It wouldn't take much. Not much at all with those vibrations rocking his damn pelvis as he clenched tightly around it with throbs of his inner walls.

And he felt a nudge that shifted the position of his vibrator end slightly and he couldn't stop himself from breaking the kiss. His mouth dropping open on a gasp only to cry out when he squeezed his thighs to Hitoshi's head with hands flying from the blanket down to twist into indigo locks. What had he done to nudge it? Did he use his nose? His chin? What had he done to get it to press into his g-spot like that? To shift it so subtly he didn't understand what he was doing? He loves it. Loves, loves, loves it regardless.

He wanted to ask but that sparking heat was ripping up his back with pleasure pooling into his stomach. His thighs trembled in their tight squeeze when Hitoshi came up. Sucking his labia playfully into his mouth as hands slid along his thighs when a hand continued its slide up to his hip. His waist. Sliding over his pelvis where it pushed down playfully tearing a wail out of him at the pleasure sizzling into him when that hand swept up towards his stomach. Up, up, up to his chest where fingers flicked over a hardened nipple before pinching it sharply.

All while the indigo-haired man suckled at his soaked labia with a hand kneading at his thigh idly. Fingers pinching sharply at his nipple when Neito's lips pressed to his sweaty cheek before he whimpered out pleadingly until those soft lips came down on his. Sliding with that tender touch as he held onto Hitoshi's hair fiercely when the man released that suction to press another kiss firmly over his swollen clit through his labia. A pressure that had his hips bucking to press himself against Hitoshi's mouth.

Pressing up against him when the indigo-haired man kissed at him before moving upwards. Kissing over his mound softly to get him whining as that vibrator buzzed, buzzed, buzzed against his g-spot. If Hitoshi didn't hurry up, if he didn't fucking eat him out now, he'd come before he was ready. God, it was curved to press perfectly against that spot rather than merely sitting inside of him like it had been when he'd been fucking Neito. It had his toes curling tightly with gasps being taken through his nose desperately.

He squirmed eagerly with thighs pressing tightly to Hitoshi's head with racing pants of anticipation leaving him when he got a firm kiss to his mouth. Then the tip of Hitoshi's tongue was tracing the seam of his labia. Flicking playfully at it with that tongue piercing of his flicking at him. Oh, please, please, please. He wanted to beg. To howl and wail until he got his way as the tip of that tongue traced the seam with a groan leaving his boyfriend. He wants Hitoshi to eat him out now. He wants that hot mouth on him.

He wanted that piercing to flick at him playfully and rub over him. He wants Hitoshi to get him over that crest much like Neito had after he'd come home. And then fingers tugged sharply at his nipples when another hand flicked over his right nipple. Yes, yes, yes! God, all he wants is for them to touch him. For them to toy with him until he got there. He arched his chest up when a thumb rubbed gently at his mastectomy scar. Meanwhile fingers tugged at his left nipple sharply with a twist to get him moaning desperately.

His hips pressing up to grind shamelessly against the indigo-haired man's mouth when his tongue flattened over his labia. What did it taste like? Was there too much lube? Was the evidence of Neito going down on him present? Could he taste his wetness? What was it like? He'd never truly had Neito eat him out and then Hitoshi before. Normally it came later on when Hitoshi would eat him out. Not one right after the other. And it had him squirming eagerly when that piercing was rubbed over his labia.

Then much to his relief, his delight, that tongue was parting to give him a long lick that had him moaning as he kept that arched press of his hips up. Shuddering at the relief that came from having that tongue lick its way over him. Through the wet, dripping folds of skin. He was so damn wet he swore it was dripping down his ass with this angle. His thighs were damp from all that wetness and God knows Hitoshi was only adding to it. He moaned as he moved his lips against Neito's with a contrasting slowness.

A tender passion he replied in kind with as smacks of their moving lips rang out to fill the quiet of that buzzing vibrator when that vibration of a silent call rang out again. Definitely Hitoshi's. Neito's had been the one ringing earlier, right? He had not a clue, but it didn't matter when he was gasping through his nose quickly. Only for a muffled cry in his throat to tear out of him. Squirming when that tongue lapped over his swollen clit with an undulation that had his piercing rubbing over it in a playful flick.

Grinding lightly against him with an idle rub that had him moaning as sparks of heat raced up his back leaving him a squirming mess. It wouldn't take much. Not much at all. He needed, needed, needed this. Needed, wanted, to come with them. Even if it was at a different time and not simultaneously. He moaned when the tip of Hitoshi's tongue prodded at the sensitive bundle of nerves that had his thighs jerking. The rest of him jolting at the sensitivity. Oh, fuck, it was so goddamn sensitive after that first orgasm.

He wanted to rip the man away from it. He wants to howl and deny himself that second orgasm he wanted so badly. The sensitivity had him wanting to punch his fist through a wall rather than deal with it, but it felt so good. So good, so good, so good. A duality that had him whimpering pleadingly. And perhaps Hitoshi understood that as he lapped lightly at him with a sense of delicacy to him. Gentle. Rocking his hips up against his mouth, he couldn't help a whimper pleadingly when Hitoshi began to suck lightly at his clit.

Pulling it into his mouth where that tongue licked delicately at him with even swipes over it. So swollen it fucking hurts. Ohhh, he didn't know what to do with himself as that vibrator buzzed against his g-spot. Eating him up as he gasped through his nose as the indigo-haired man kept his pressure, his suction, consistent. His tongue swirled around his clit with the hand on his thigh squeezing comfortingly at him. God, he was so hot, hot, hot. Writhing. Twisting. He was putty in these men's hands. Putty to shape how they saw fit.

Squeezing at his fistfuls of hair desperately like it was an anchor when the middle of Hitoshi's tongue rubbed against his clit. His piercing grinding against it tearing a keening moan out of him as he jerked at his fistfuls of hair before crushing the indigo-haired man against his crotch. Huffing desperately through his nose as sweat ran down his temples. Oh, he was getting close. It felt shameful to be so close already but that second orgasm was always the most agonizing. So unbelievably slow yet fast.

Blinding yet an eternity of that pleasurable agony. He moved his lips against Neito's that were pressing against his with the right pressure to keep his lips from throbbing. From aching. Quick kisses that he happily gave back to the blonde as Hitoshi began to suck firmly at his clit. Rubbing his tongue against his with that piercing rubbing against the sensitive bundle of nerves. It had his lashes fluttering on his cheeks as his eyes rolled back on him from the pleasure pooling into his stomach like magma.

The fluttering sensation of an orgasm threatening to take form in his lower stomach if he wasn't careful. Hitoshi's mouth popped off of his clit then with his head lowering slightly before licking his way upwards. A slick sound of his tongue rubbing against the wet folds of skin when he crushed his face against his pussy. Fingers twisted tightly into indigo locks as fingers plucked at his nipples with twists that had him moaning shamelessly into his kisses with Neito. He was so hot, so hot, so hot. So fucking hot.

He squirmed, writhed, desperately with his thighs trembling as they pressed to Hitoshi's head with fingers clutching at indigo locks desperately. Holding Hitoshi close to his crotch eagerly with racing pants nowhere near enough through his nose. But he'd be damned if he told Neito no to those kisses of his. He moaned eagerly at his boyfriends who tugged sharply at his nipples to get his hips bucking against the indigo-haired man's mouth. Grinding against him with a huff flying out of him as he pressed his lips to Neito's.

Pressing himself fervently against his mouth with nails clawing at his scalp when he got a moan from the man between his trembling thighs. Long licks being given that had him squirming against the bed with huffs being taken through his nose when he yanked at the locks he held. Whimpering as his thighs rubbed together restlessly against Hitoshi's head which earned him another moan from the man. A throaty sound that had him squirming as he gasped through his nose at that spark forming in his lower stomach.

A hot coal settling down there rather than the fluttering sensation he'd felt minutes ago. He pressed himself up eagerly against that lapping tongue that was licking at him like he was fucking treat. Something sweet that Hitoshi needed to get every little bit of as his tongue lapped at him. Licks through the folds of skin that had his lashes fluttering on his cheeks as that vibrator continued buzzing against his g-spot. And that orgasm was mounting far, far faster than he'd like to admit. Agonizingly fast. Slow.

His back arched into hands that twisted at his nipples fiercely before tugging at them. God, it had him writhing for there was nothing he loved more than being the one squished between his boyfriends. Ohh, he loved it when Neito was a mess between them but when it was his turn? Ohhhh, he fucking loves it. He squirmed with racing breaths being taken through his nose as he clung to the locks of hair in his fists. Pushing Hitoshi impossibly tight against his crotch with hips grinding up against his mouth delightedly.

Fuck, his tongue lapped at him with that piercing grinding against him before coming up with his mouth closing around his clit. Sucking the swollen thing into his mouth when the middle of his tongue, his piercing, rubbed against it tearing a moan out of him. His hips bucked in another thrust against Hitoshi's mouth tearing a moan out of the man when he clawed at his scalp. God, it was burning him up. He was clawing up that mountain far faster than he thought he would as his thighs shook with his stomach flexing slightly.

He arched himself up against Hitoshi's mouth. It wasn't going to take long at all if that vibrator kept buzzing the way it was buzzing. Where did the remote go? He had not a clue. None. But he was happily rutting his way to an orgasm with that vibration fanning over his damn pelvis as his boyfriend sucked firmly but consistently around his clit. A suction paired with the flicks, rubs, and grinds of that piercing into his clit had his eyes rolling back behind his eyelids. Moaning into the frantic kisses he shared with Neito.

And he worked a hand free from Hitoshi's hair to fly up to twist into blonde locks. Hands buried in two sets of hair allowed him to feel their contrasting textures. Hitoshi's was softer but dryer while Neito's felt silky in his hand. He clung onto his boyfriend's desperately with thumbs flicking over his nipples ruthlessly with fingers coming together to pinch sharply at them. God, it had him squirming. Twisting. His whimpers clawing out mortifyingly high out of him as he teetered up on that precipice.

He was so close, so close, so fucking close he felt ready to rip his own hair out. He didn't know what to do with himself as he clawed at scalps that earned him moans from his boyfriends. Needing, needing, needing. Wanting, wanting, wanting. He'd never get enough of his boyfriends. Never, never, never. He shuddered when that piercing flicked over his clit with rubs that had his lashes fluttering on his cheeks. A keening moan flying out of him when he felt the tip of his prodding at his clit insistently.

No doubt trying to push back the clitoral hood more. To expose more of his clit if possible and God it had his thighs shaking at the overstimulated pleasure it gave him. He writhed under the hands on his chest. Holding onto the men desperately with huffing breaths being taken through his nose with a racing edge as his back arched from the bed. He knew any other time he'd last longer but that vibrator was going to be the death of him. Buzzing cheerfully into that carefully angled position against his g-spot.

He'd never understand what Hitoshi had done to get it to do that, but it had him writhing, twisting, squirming with hands shaking as he crushed his boyfriend's face against his pussy while kissing his blonde boyfriend with that passion. That hunger. He was teetering and God if it wasn't fucking perfect. If he wasn't burning hot, hot, hot when that damn phone began to vibrate again with groans flying out with him that rang with annoyance. He dug the heels of his feet into Hitoshi's back as he gasped through his nose frantically.

There was a carefully controlled frenzy to the way Hitoshi's mouth sucked at him; the way his tongue rubbed against him. Eating him with such hunger that was carefully controlled but felt so fucking good to have the indigo-haired man's mouth on him. The wet squelch of his moving tongue and the suction he used on his clit was absolutely fucking amazing. It had his toes curling tightly as he broke the kisses off with Neito to gasp desperately. He clung to the hair he held in his hands desperately to keep them close to him.

Lips fluttering down his uncomfortably hot cheek when he felt sweat beading on his forehead making its way down his temples. And he heard a light click from-from Neito's hand? When had he-? He couldn't focus on his own thoughts; not when he was throwing his head back wailing out when that spark in his stomach burst. His thighs tensed with the rushing tingle racing up them with thighs shaking as his stomach flexed. He was stiffening up when his orgasm exploded into his stomach with that wail cresting up in volume.

Nothing mattered in his burning world but Hitoshi, Hitoshi, Hitoshi. Neito, Neito, Neito. Howling their names like a curse. A praise. A plea. Like he was begging for mercy. He couldn't stop himself from wailing so loudly as he rocked his hips up against Hitoshi's mouth and he swore he could feel himself dribbling. Feel himself squirting when Hitoshi moaned deafeningly at him when he shook with his stiff set. Hot, hot, hot. It was so fucking hot. A white-hot heat that tore into him viciously as opposed to that sizzling heat of his arousal.

He was choking under that white-hot heat. Drowning, drowning, drowning. Trying to gasp in air only for it to fly out on a choked whimper when he managed to strangle his wail down to keep himself from being too loud. The last thing the neighbors needed was to report them to the landlord. He moaned lowly in his throat as his hips rocked against Hitoshi's mouth frantically to ride out the pulsing waves of his orgasm. His legs shook as hands slid over his chest with a kneading press against it with a croon leaving Neito.

Comforting him through the waves of his orgasm as Hitoshi sucked at his clit gently before popping off to lap at his folds of skin giddily as if to lap up any trace of his come. He could feel himself dripping down his ass. Hot, hot, hot. Burning, burning, burning. So good, so good, so good! Too good, too good, too good! He could hear himself whimpering out to his boyfriends pleadingly as he held them close, close, close. He couldn't breathe without feeding into the flames. Suspended in that white-hot heat for an eternity as he was torn apart.

The buzzing against his g-spot too much. He whimpered when that heat began to lap out of him slowly; ebbing throbs of his clit that felt painful with a choked whimper leaving him when the hand on his thigh moved. The quiet click of that remote rang out turning the vibrator off when he felt it being pulled out of him slickly. A lewd squelch ringing out as his inner walls throbbed and pulled at the device before clamping down tightly together. And it had him whimpering at how empty he felt. How unfair it was.

His orgasm ebbed out of him with raking claws when he slumped as he raised his head up with a spin that had him wheezing out when he watched Hitoshi's head raising up from between his legs. A few trails of saliva connecting him to his pussy, droplets running down his jaw and cheek from the force of his ejaculation. But the heat to that gaze had him shuddering. He couldn't. Not so soon. He unwrapped his legs from around Hitoshi's head as he was then sat up slowly by Neito while Hitoshi eased his legs down.

Swung up into a sitting position, he curled his arms around Hitoshi's shoulders when he felt Neito sliding up onto the indigo-haired man's lap precariously, but he was squished between his boyfriends. A comforting squish as lips trailed over his shoulder from behind him and wet lips pressed to his cheek as sweat ran down it. He curled himself close to Hitoshi to make room for Neito who pressed against his back. Hands petting at him with soft, husky croons and hums leaving the men before and behind him.

He happily began to nuzzle at Hitoshi's feverish cheek while moving an arm from around his shoulder. Reaching down to slide his hand along Neito's forearm where he came up to squeeze gently at his wrist. Nuzzling Hitoshi's sweaty cheek, he leaned down to lap away the droplets of his come from his jaw and chin. He never liked the taste of his own come. It wasn't salty like Hitoshi's or Neito's but musky. It was a bit too much for him, but he happily lapped away traces of himself from Hitoshi's cheek

And then lips pressed to his. Pecks that he returned as hands slid over his sides, his waist, while he did his best to slid his hand along Neito's trembling thigh and waist from behind. Sliding his left arm from around Hitoshi's shoulder to fan his hand over his heaving chest. Returning pecking kisses that came down on his one, two, three, four times. The fifth being deepened into something sweeter, tender, as he tasted himself on the indigo-haired man's lips. Musky. A bit sweet? He couldn't quite identify it.

He had not a clue, but he happily slid his lips against Hitoshi's for the first time since he'd come home. Neito had gotten to kiss him before he went down on him, and God knows there was something so good about finally being able to kiss Hitoshi. Pulling back from the kisses, Hitoshi leaned forward with Neito with pecks being shared between the other blonde and Hitoshi. And then he was tilting his head back to receive those same sweet, short kisses from Neito. He needed and wanted both of them close.

He was exhausted with his shaking thighs aching from the force of not one but two orgasms in such a short amount of time. He felt achy; his labia puffy with his entrance feeling swollen up slightly. In a few hours, if he could handle it, he'd consider bringing up sex. He'd think about it. Until then he wanted the two of them close to him as they cuddled into him with three sets of hands desperate to touch. To pet. To caress over sweaty skin as pecking kisses and nuzzles were traded when he sighed out.

God, if this is what every day, he came home would be like then he couldn't wait to leave again and come home. He held the men close to him when he felt Hitoshi grunt as he wrapped his arms around the both of them to squish him to his chest. Neito against his back. He didn't mind it one fucking bit as he nuzzled Hitoshi's cheek while Neito nuzzled the side of his neck. Hands slid over his shaking thighs with a croon leaving Hitoshi when he caught a sigh from behind him. A soft sigh that had him smiling softly.

It was quiet in their bedroom without that vibrating phone and the buzz of the vibrator. Without the wet squelches of Hitoshi's mouth against his pussy or the squelches of his dildo slipping into Neito. Just hands sliding over sweaty skin and huffing pants being had from himself and shaky pants from Hitoshi. He then hummed when he kissed Hitoshi's forehead, his cheeks, the tip of his nose when he pulled back and reached back. Curling his arm over Neito's shoulder to scratch gently at the nape of his neck.

Doing so while lifting his other hand up to cup Hitoshi's feverish cheek when a bead of sweat ran down his cheek towards his jaw. Slithering down his throat. God, he loves these men more than anything. His Hitoshi. His Neito. And he knew he was theirs; completely and utterly theirs. And he fucking loves that thought. It left him feeling strangely euphoric when he happily cuddled himself into Hitoshi and Neito. He wanted nothing more that to be cuddled by them when he cleared his throat slightly.

"I-I dunno 'bout yo-you guys but I think I can go fo-for a shower and so-somethin' to eat! I thi-think I worked up an appetite!" Humming into the side of his neck had him smiling when he slid his thumb along Hitoshi's cheekbone gently and he scratched at the nape of Neito's neck. "C'mon! I pla-planned out a nice dinner for tonight! An-And I want to take a shower! It's been a lo-long afternoon, huh? Come an-and shower with me, Nei? Toshi? Please?"

A lazy hum left Hitoshi as he nuzzled his palm with purple eyes shining up at him with that adoration that melted his damn heart. An affection that he found himself returning when he kissed the tip of Hitoshi's nose while Neito nuzzled the side of his neck when his head shifted slightly. No doubt peering at Hitoshi when the indigo-haired man smiled. "Yo-You're right, Denks! I wa-want to have a lo-lovely dinner with my boyfriends an-and I think a shower sounds amazing. Wh-What about you, Nei?"

"Ge-Gettin' soaped up with my boyfriends? A ni-nice dinner? I think I'm be-being spoiled." He giggled at that breathy playfulness from the haughty blonde behind them when his head lifted from his neck to press against his when hands found his. Neito's slipped into his left while Hitoshi's took his right with lips pressing to his knuckles when hands squeezed at his that he returned happily. "Bu-But how 'bout we save cooking for to-tomorrow? Let's just ord-order out tonight! I don't know 'bout you but-"

"I thi-think I'm a bit shaky legged ri-right now!" He happily finished for the other blonde who chuckled with his cheek nuzzling his feverish one which he returned with another giggle leaving him. A warm, adoring smile curling over Hitoshi's lips did little for his stomach which dropped sickeningly only to flutter. "I do-don't mind postponing that dinner! Le-Let's get to the shower, yeah? And then we-we'll order out! Wha-What do you guys think?"

That smile widened on Hitoshi's lips when he leaned forward with hands in his squeezing once again to which he returned to them. Neito's cheek nuzzled his but he could feel it lifting in a smile when Hitoshi looked to the blonde and the indigo-haired man lifted their conjoined hands up to press the back of his hand to his left cheek. "I thi-think it sounds lovely. Wha-What a way to be welcomed home! I lo-love you, Neito! I fuckin' lo-love you, Denks! Wha-What would I do without the two of you?"

"Be sad an-and an absolute loner!" Again, that playful tone had him giggling when Neito's smiling cheek nuzzled his. A rub that he returned happily when arms and hands tightened on him which had his pounding heart fluttering as his inner walls fluttered and spasmed weakly with the aftershocks of his orgasm. That euphoria weaving into him when he smiled. "Bu-But I love you too, Toshi! I love you too, Denks! I lo-love you both very, very mu-much! We-Welcome home, darling!"

Smiling widely at his indigo-haired boyfriend, nuzzling his blonde boyfriend's cheek, his pounding heart skipped again. His stomach dropping with those intense butterflies that had his breaths trembling when he tightened his hands on Hitoshi's and Neito's. Clinging onto them when the back of Hitoshi's rubbed over his feverish cheek which smeared a drop of sweat. "I lo-love you both so fucking much! I lo-love you, Nei, and I lo-love you too, Toshi! So much! It's good to be ho-home!"

And lips were attacking his cheeks as he giggled when the two men squeezed him between heaving chests that had him absolutely euphoric with his delight. They loved him and he loved them in return. That adoration returned as he struggled to kiss Neito's face and Hitoshi's in return. Nuzzling, kissing, with free hands sliding over his sides and waist as he was held like he was something precious. Something to be adored when Neito spoke up. "We lo-love you too, Denks! More than anything!"

They were his and he was theirs. He was more than happy with that.