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It all started on a random Tuesday night in the dog days of summer. The sun had just gone down, the dorm was quiet, and you were just getting ready to cook yourself some dinner. Spicy shrimp was your favorite, and you were checking all your ingredients when you noticed a lack of a certain one—Cayenne Pepper.
You knew exactly what happened to it, too. You had been engaged in a war of sorts over the kitchen with Shinjiro, and you weren’t exactly sure when it started. Someone used someone else’s ingredients, and the next thing you knew, you had a bitter rivalry with him. You would take over the kitchen when he was trying to do things, he would use your spices or ingredients even when you specifically told him not to, and the two of you bickered like crazy. You didn’t care that he was your senpai. He was being an ass about the situation and it didn’t help that he tended to borrow your spices without saying a word and sometimes ended up using all of them.
After scouring the entire kitchen, checking the spice rack innumerable times, and reorganizing it, you realized your precious Cayenne was nowhere to be found. It’s not super expensive, but it’s a damn pain in the ass to rebuy spices constantly just because he’s using your spices for seemingly everything he makes. Seriously, with how potent Cayenne can be, how the hell can he be using this much of it? What kind of spice tolerance does this dude have, anyway?
It didn’t matter. You would have to confront him about it for the nth time, which would probably change nothing but you didn’t want to be silent about it. You marched up the stairs determinedly and went right up to his room, not bothering to knock as you shoved the door open and raised your voice.
“Shinjiro, what the hell did you do with my Cayenne?” You shouted into the room as you barged in.
It didn’t really register at first what you were seeing. Maybe some innocent part of you thought, at first glance, that he and Akihiko were wrestling. Naked. With Shinjiro on top. Akihiko was pressed into the sheets, completely nude, but Shinjiro was mostly dressed still, just with his pants and underwear at his knees. Akihiko instantly turned red, but Shinjiro winked at you and grinned like a little devil.
“Likin’ the show? You’re standin’ there like you wanna join in.”
You slammed the door and ran off to your room. You could make spicy shrimp another night.
…
Akihiko groaned helplessly beneath him, his cock throbbing where it was pressed against the sheets, somehow even more thrilled that he was being watched. As soon as the door shut, Shinjiro just went back to it, putting his hand on the back of Akihiko’s neck to hold him down as he resumed thrusting, the bed creaking with his movements. Normally, Akihiko would be enjoying himself, but the look on your face burned into his brain, distracting him even as he tried to enjoy sex.
He spoke up. “W-wait, we’re just going to—”
“Why not?” Shinjiro said, angling his hips upward in a way that made Akihiko’s cock twitch. “You feel too damn good to stop, Aki.”
“B-but she just saw us—”
“Maybe that’ll teach her not to burst in like the world is ending. Or maybe she’ll like it enough to come back and join in,” Shinjiro hummed, “Just like that little fantasy of yours.”
Akihiko groaned, half because Shinjiro was thrusting up into his prostate, but also at the thought of that little fantasy. He confessed to Shinjiro a while back that he had a bit of a thing for you. Shinjiro already knew he was bisexual, so those kinds of feelings for a girl he knew weren’t that far off. He told Shinjiro late one night in detail all about how he wanted to have you, beneath him while Shinjiro took him from behind, or between the two of them. Anything, as long as they were both there with their hands on you.
Shinjiro breathed a labored sigh, slowing down but keeping his dick inside Akihiko as he spoke. “You really wanna stop just because of that?”
“We should talk to her,” Akihiko breathed, arching his back so that his hips moved on Shinjiro’s dick.
“Your body says otherwise. Let me at least finish you off, you kinky brat.”
Before Akihiko could get a word in edgewise, Shinjiro pressed himself to Akihiko’s back and wrapped his hand in a vice grip around his dick. Akihiko’s entire body tensed. It was one of Akihiko’s favorites, getting his dick stroked while Shinjiro pounded into him from behind, two sources of pleasure that usually brought him to a quick finish. He braced himself as he took the impact of Shinjiro’s thrusts.
“Heh, you’re really enjoyin’ yourself, huh?”
“Fucking wreck me already, Shinji.”
“Like you aren’t already a wreck. You’re so damn close to comin’ all over my sheets. You know you’re the reason I’ve got like five sets of sheets, right?”
“F-fuck.”
Shinji was right, of course. He knew Akihiko’s body probably better than he did. His dick was gushing precum onto Shinjiro’s hand, making an obscene slick sound every time he stroked it, which only added fuel to the fire within Akihiko. In the moment he could forget all about your interruption, his confusing feelings, and the awkward conversation that was sure to come. He breathed out and let go.
With Shinjiro’s hand working rapidly on his cock, he shot jets of hot, sticky cum all over his bare chest and Shinjiro’s sheets. His hole squeezed and spasmed around Shinjiro’s cock. It took only a few more thrusts and he was pulling out, stroking himself until he rained cum all over Akihiko’s back.
After cleaning up, they collapsed together in a mess of sweaty limbs on Shinjiro’s bed.
“You think we should talk to her?” Akihiko asked after a long time.
“Do you? Are you sure you’re still up for it? Because I ain’t gonna push you into somethin’ you’re not ready for.”
Akihiko laid his head back, looking up at the ceiling. He could see images playing out before him of that surprised look on your face, and then, his mind twisted them into something more perverted, seeing you in the peak of pleasure. He shook his head to dissipate those thoughts.
“I want to.” He said determinedly.
“Good. Now get up for a minute, I wanna change the sheets. Well, unless you wanna sleep in this mess,” Shinjiro nudged him and he stood up, watching as his lover stripped the bed.
“Were you kidding about having five sets of sheets?”
“Nope. Wanna come look?”
“Only if you’ll let me help put the sheets on.”
“Deal.”
…
The night was a long, drawn-out ordeal. You started overthinking the whole situation with walking in on Shinjiro and Akihiko, asking yourself all kinds of questions, and frankly, worrying yourself a bit too much. Were they mad at you? (He was smiling at you when you walked in on them, so no, probably not.) Was Shinji going to kick your ass? (He’s not that type of guy, even if he was kind of intimidating, and he would have kicked your ass already for your kitchen antics if he were going to kick your ass) Was he ever going to be able to face you after this? (Once again, not that type of guy) Would Akihiko be mad? (The poor dude doesn’t have a mean bone in his body. He was more confused if anything)
Even after trying and failing to reassure yourself about those things, a different feeling was coming to mind. The image of Shinjiro balls-deep inside his friend was still burnt into your brain, but… it wasn’t an unpleasant one. He would call you a pervert for thinking any such thoughts about them after the intrusion, but you couldn’t help the thrum in your lower regions as you replayed the scene, seeing Shinjiro thrust once more into Akihiko before noticing your presence.
It was tempting to reach down and relieve the ache between your legs, but you decided against it. You weren’t going to cross that line, especially with so many conflicting thoughts and feelings in your mind, which quickly overcame those feelings of arousal.
Then that overthinking led to overthinking about other things, like the Shadows and the Dark Hour. When the Dark Hour came that night, you decided you had enough with tossing and turning and went to the kitchen to make yourself some food.
Still, when you returned, sleep would not come. You tossed and turned for what seemed like ages and fell asleep just as the sun was rising. Then, of course, your alarm rang, and you were forced to go to school in a zombie-like state.
When you got home in the afternoon, you didn’t even greet anyone. Your senpais weren’t back yet so you just went right to your room and fell into your bed ready to get some well-deserved rest. You survived a whole day at school while haunted by the images of those two fucking.
…
“And tell me why we’re buying Cayenne?”
Shinjiro was scanning the spice aisle, looking way too serious for such a task. Akihiko had agreed to go shopping with him only because Shinjiro had insisted that it was necessary to start the conversation with you.
“Look,” Shinjiro breathed, “I might’ve used up all her Cayenne and she’s pretty prickly about me usin’ her spices without askin’. Frankly, I don’t blame her for barging in like that.” He grabbed a bottle off the shelf only to realize it was the organic kind. Way too expensive. He put it back and kept looking.
“So you’re trying to apologize, I assume?”
“Guess you could say that. It’s also a way to break the ice before we, y’know…”
“Before things get heated?”
“Well, we’ve gotta talk with her first. Make things comfortable for her, at least. I dunno. Girls are tough, man.” Shinjiro scratched his head. The damn Cayenne… where was it? There’s no way a store could be out of Cayenne. Who the hell needs that much spice, anyway? Oh, wait—He did.
“I can assure you, I’m tougher.”
“Not like that, dumbass. I meant they’re tough to read. Especially her, she’s always keepin’ her feelings to herself.”
“I think that’s because of your kitchen rivalry with her. You can only steal a girl’s spices so many times before she gets pissed.”
“Ugh, don’t remind me.”
There! Shinjiro grabbed a bottle. It was name-brand, so of course it was the most expensive one aside from the organic stuff, but he tossed it in the basket anyway.
“Should we get her, like, flowers or something?” Akihiko asked. “Since we’re buying things for her?”
“Aki, we’re propositioning her for a threesome. It’s not like it’s a date.”
“Well, how would I know? I’ve never asked someone for— that before.”
Shinjiro snickered. He and Akihiko weaved through the aisles until they came to the candy aisle. He grabbed some chocolates, too, and Akihiko gave him an odd look.
“She likes these. I heard her say something about it once to Takeba.”
“And how are chocolates not romantic?”
“It’s just a gift. Nothing romantic about it.”
Akihiko paused. “Wait, do you want anything romantic with her?”
“No! Not like that— not unless you want to. I wouldn’t give you up for her if that’s what you’re wonderin’.”
“I wasn’t saying like that. I meant as something between the three of us.”
Shinjiro stared at him blankly. “Like a— what are they called? A poly-cube?”
“I don’t think that’s right but I don’t know enough about three-way relationships to dispute that.”
“We’ll just call it a three-way relationship then,” Shinjiro said, adding as an awkward addendum, “If you even want that. Which is fine if you don’t. Or if you do.”
“I might. I guess we’ll see?”
They paid for their things and made their way back to the dorm, shopping bag in hand. Yukari and Junpei were in the living room, the former looking through a fashion magazine and the latter pretending not to take glances at said magazine between reading pages of his manga.
“You seen Y/N anywhere?” Shinjiro asked them point-blank. Both of them immediately tensed and Shinjiro cringed inside. He forgot for a second how intimidating he could be to his lower classmen.
“I think she went to bed,” Yukari said tensely, “She was mumbling something about not getting enough sleep and went upstairs.”
“Yeah. Did somethin’ happen? She was actin’ kinda weird.” Junpei asked.
“Is that any of your business?” Shinjiro asked, and this time, he was using his image to his advantage.
“No, sir! I mean, no, senpai!”
“Right.” He looked at Aki, “We goin’ upstairs?”
“Should we wake her?”
Even as he looked at Akihiko, he could feel the hairs prickling on the back of his neck. He didn’t like Junpei and Yukari listening, trying to piece together what they were talking about. No need for the whole dorm to know he and Akihiko were fucking and wanted a threesome with you.
“Let’s just go.”
He pulled Akihiko along upstairs, going to the second and then the third floor. Your room was the first one, across from Yukari’s room, and Shinjiro didn’t hesitate to knock.
“Should we be bothering her?” Akihiko asked again.
“If she doesn't answer, we'll talk it out with her later. I just wanna get this awkward shit out of the way.”
He waited and waited. He checked his watch. Akihiko asked him again if they should be doing this when you hardly slept the previous night because of them, but Shinjiro told him to shut it. Then he kissed Akihiko as an apology. Then that kiss turned into two, then three, and then he was making out with his boyfriend right as the door opened and they pulled away red-faced to see your dazed and exhausted expression.
“What the hell?” You mumbled, your voice heavy from sleep, “What, are you guys trying to rub it in my face now?”
“Damnit. That's not what's—” Shinjiro took a deep breath. “Look. I wanted to come here and apologize for last night. Here. It's some Cayenne and those chocolates you like.”
“Chocolates?” You asked, cocking your head as you tried to get a good look in the bag. Sure enough, it was your favorite chocolates. You looked unsettled, at the very least. What the hell was going on?
“ I told you this was a bad idea,” Akihiko whispered tensely.
“We're doing fine,” Shinjiro hissed back at him, “Now shut up.”
“Are you two just gonna argue in front of my door all day?” You put a hand over your mouth and yawned, “I need more sleep. What I saw last night didn't help my sleep schedule in the slightest.”
Akihiko and Shinjiro exchanged glances. “That's kind of what we wanted to talk about.”
When you finally let them into your room, you sat on your desk chair while the two of them stood around you. They were both silent, sometimes sparing awkward glances at each other. Shinjiro scratched his head underneath the band of his beanie hat, a habit of his you had been noticing more lately.
You held the grocery bag in your hand. “Thanks for the Cayenne, senpais,” You looked down at your lap, “But I don’t understand what you guys are trying to do.”
Akihiko swallowed, his Adam’s apple bobbing, and said in one awkward rush, “Did you like what you saw last night?”
“What?” Your eyes went wide, your face glazed in a scandalous blush. “What do you mean by that? I’m sorry I walked in on you guys, I just was pissed off about the whole spice thing! I accept your apology and all, so just let me sleep.”
“Oh my God this is a disaster,” Shinjiro put his hand on the side of his head, “For fuck’s sake, we’re asking if you wanna do it with us sometime.”
“Do what?”
“Do we have to spell it out for you?” He said frustratedly. He pointed at Akihiko, then himself, then you, “Like last night, but all three of us. You and me and Aki.”
“You’re asking me if we can have a threesome?”
“Yes! That’s what we’ve been trying to say,” Shinjiro groaned, unable to meet your gaze, the tension causing him to grind his teeth.
“Then why didn’t you come out and say it?”
He took a deep breath, reassuring himself. You’re doin’ okay. This was bound to be a bumpy ride. “I could’ve, but it’s kind of— awkward.” Shinjiro’s face was about as red as his coat and his hands were shoved in his pockets, one fidgeting with something. He was hunched over, unable to look at you.
“Are we going to be able to do this if you’re so awkward about it?” You asked. You set the bag on your desk, taking out the Cayenne and then the chocolate, and putting the chocolate bar with your study materials. It also meant you didn’t have to look them in the eye for what you knew was coming.
“So does that mean you want to?” Akihiko asked, his face unreadable.
“If you guys are comfortable with that,” You faced them, “Honestly? As long as it doesn’t get in the way of whatever you two have going on and no one else finds out about this thing, I’m all for it. Oh, and you guys are clean, right?”
“Uh, clean?” Akihiko asked, cocking his head to the side curiously.
Shinjiro sighed and shook his head dismissively at Akihiko’s usual cluelessness. “Yeah, we’re clean. We don’t have any STIs. I’ve got checked at my last doctor’s appointment,” He answered, “And Aki doesn’t have any, either.”
“Wait, why did you get checked?” Akihiko asked.
Shinjiro looked away from him, his face flushed. “W-well, it was right after we got back together and I wanted to make sure I was clean before we got to that point where we— you know.”
“Is he always this awkward about sex?” You cut in.
“Yes.”
“Hey! I am not.”
“You’re bashful right up until you get into it. It’s cute.” Akihiko put an arm around his waist and pulled him tightly to his side. Shinjiro tried to shove his way out of his grip but he had too good of a hold to escape.
“It’s sweet,” You said, your voice deflating. You blinked a few times, feeling your lack of sleep catching up with you. “Now can I go back to bed?”
“It’s a yes on the threesome, right?”
“I already said yes ,” You yawned and stood from your desk chair, “Now get the hell out of here so I can sleep.”
Akihiko didn’t want to leave it at that. There were still more questions to be asked, and things to be worked out. But Shinjiro pulled on his arm, signaling that they were leaving, and he followed his boyfriend’s lead. Even as he saw you climb into your bed from the doorway, he didn’t want to leave things on this tense note.
“We’ll text you, okay?” He said.
“Gotcha.” You turned over and pulled the blankets over your head. The door clicked shut, leaving you in a tense silence. Even with these new developments, you were still too exhausted to do much except allow the pull of sleep to take you. You drifted off soon after with your phone lying next to your hand.
…
A faint buzzing drew you from the depths of unconsciousness. The drowsiness still had you in its grips when you lifted your head, looking at the window and the faint light of streetlights outside, sparkling like the crescent moon in the distant sky. It took you a moment to realize the buzz was your phone. You were getting messages in rapid succession.
Shinjiro: Yo. Awake yet, sleeping beauty?
Shinjiro: It’s been four hours.
Shinjiro: Did you dream about Cayenne while you were asleep?
Oh, this prick. You texted back a swift response.
You: Yeah I dreamt about pouring it in your eyes.
Shinjiro: Not my thing, but I guess we’ll learn about each other’s kinks over time, yeah? If you wanna keep doing this after tonight.
Shit. You hadn’t been thinking of what was going to happen soon… maybe even tonight. The thought made your body tingle, and that brought back memories of what you had seen the previous night, which only made it worse.
You had messages from Akihiko, too.
Aki-senpai: Ignore him. I’m in his room with him and I know he’s messing with you. He’s smiling like an idiot while looking at his phone.
Aki-senpai: I don’t think he dislikes you as much as he tries to have you believe. He’s a good guy at heart, even if he seems rough on the surface.
Without giving it a second thought, you texted him back.
You: Is he rough with you?
Then you realized how that sounded and had to backtrack.
You: Wait, not like that! I mean, when he spars with you and stuff.
Aki-senpai: And stuff?
Then, another message from Shinjiro.
Shinjiro: I see him texting you. You know, why don’t you come down to my room since you’re already awake?
You: Eager to get started already?
Shinjiro: Quit bein’ a brat and come here. It’s bad enough dealing with Aki sometimes.
You: Is Aki that naughty with you?
Shinjiro: Shut it and get your pretty ass down here.
You: Aye aye sir.
You heard your phone chime again while slipping on your jacket, but you didn’t bother checking it. Whatever they said could wait until you got there, and you were, admittedly, eager to get things started.
The sound of your door shutting behind you seemed to ring in your ears. The reality of things was beginning to seep into your brain. You were going to fuck Akihiko and Shinjiro. You had no clue what to expect from a threesome from them, aside from a few well-deserved jabs from Shinjiro and an assured sense of awkwardness. Being new to doing it with multiple partners certainly didn’t help. You also wondered how much experience either had with a woman, if any.
His door was the same as the others on the guys’ floor, but when you raised your fist, you stopped. It was that same clawing anxiety, telling you that maybe it was better to postpone this, or not do this at all. What if someone found out? What if Mitsuru decided to check in on them on a whim and got an eyeful? On that note, why the hell was Shinjiro’s door unlocked last night when he was fucking Akihiko? You would have to ask him about the last one.
You knew the others were in their rooms minding their own business, clueless as to what was going to occur. Junpei was probably playing his video games, and Ken could be feeding his hamster or cuddling with Koromaru and reading manga. You weren’t sure about Makoto, but that’s beyond the point. Everyone else in the dorm was doing their things without any clue as to what you were going to be doing.
You knocked on the door anyway.
“Hey, get my message?” Shinjiro asked immediately, leaning against the doorframe with a hand tucked in his pocket.
“Um, I didn’t think to check, I was already on my way here. It couldn’t wait?”
He sighed. “I asked if you had any condoms. Aki and I didn’t exactly have to worry about that before so we don’t have any.”
“Well, I’m not the one with a dick here. Didn’t you guys think ahead?”
“Hey, you’re the one that wanted to do this.” He took his hand out of his pocket and scratched under his hat, closing his eyes and shrugging it off like it was nothing.
“ You asked me ,” You snarled, “I figured you guys would be prepared.”
“Would you two cut it out?” Akihiko was suddenly beside him. You hadn’t even seen him in the room. “This isn’t going to work if you two keep arguing like an old married couple. Why don’t we go down the street and buy condoms instead of biting each other’s heads off?”
You were silent, wanting desperately to say that Shinjiro started it, but he had a point about the arguing. If it was anything like your fights over the kitchen, then this argument could go on all night, and that took time away from other things.
“All of us, or just one?”
“Any of us. I’ll go alone if you two want me to,” Akihiko said.
You shot a glare at Shinjiro. “We’ll fight if you leave us alone. I still kinda wanna kick his ass.”
“Like you would win in a fight,” Shinjiro responded.
Akihiko grabbed his arm, looking at him with a fierce look you had thought was reserved solely for Shadows. “Don’t start. Rest here and she’ll come with me.”
“Don’t hurry,” Shinjiro stepped aside, allowing a sliver of a smirk to show before he added, “Pick up some Cayenne on the way, would ya? Wouldn’t wanna run out.”
“Oh, you asshole !”
Akihiko pulled you away before either of you got the chance to make more of a scene. It was a miracle none of the others came out of their rooms to check out the commotion, and even more so that Akihiko managed to pry you away from the situation.
By the time you had cooled down, you were walking under the streetlights alongside him, his hand still locked firmly around yours. There was a slight chill in the air, making you thankful you had thought to snag a jacket on the way out of your room.
“Are you sure you’re not cold, senpai?”
“Aki.”
“What?”
His lips turned slightly upward in a smile, “You can call me Aki if we’re going to be doing this. It’ll be awkward if you’re calling me ‘senpai’ throughout the entire thing.”
“True,” You looked around. There were only a handful of people out this late minding their own business. None you recognized from school or anywhere else. No one to tell Mitsuru or any of the others that they saw you with Akihiko headed toward the drugstore on the corner.
As the pale fluorescents illuminated the two of you while you stood outside by the windows, making his grayish-white hair glow, he said, “I can go in alone if you would like.”
“No. I want to do this together.”
The door chimed overhead as the two of you entered, suddenly awash in bright light, like a spotlight above the two of you, making you feel naked. If anyone you knew was in here, they would know immediately what you were doing. The two of you got to browsing the aisles immediately, looking for the right one.
“What do you see in him, anyway?” You asked, “He’s moody, antisocial, and hates everything.”
“He doesn’t hate everything ,” Akihiko stopped in front of the section with condoms, not in any hurry as he looked them over, “I’ll admit he’s not a social butterfly or the easiest to start a conversation with. I’m sure you already know that he and I go back a long time.”
“Is that it? You’re into him because you’ve been friends for so long?”
“Not in the slightest. I’ve had plenty of time to know him, and I know he has a good heart, too, and when it comes to things he’s passionate about, he talks about them for hours.” He bent down and selected a box of magnums from the bottom. Were he and Shinjiro going to be that big? The thought made your cheeks burn.
“Why is he such a jerk to me, anyway?”
“He doesn’t mean to be. His personality just doesn’t fit right with yours.”
“And I’m going to fuck him. Or get fucked by him. Fuck, I don’t know how this whole dynamic is going to play out.”
“We’ll figure it out when we get there.”
Thankfully, the girl working the counter wasn’t anyone you knew but she was staring you down the entire time. Maybe she was one of Akihiko’s fangirls? She didn’t speak the whole time Akihiko paid for the condoms, except to wish the two of you a sarcastic good night . Akihiko didn’t seem fazed.
After exiting, you asked, “Did that girl know you?”
“I don’t believe so.”
Then again, this was Akihiko you were talking to, so you wondered if he just didn’t remember her. He didn’t dwell on it, though, as he carried the bag and walked at a brisk pace, forcing you to almost jog to catch up with him.
It had gotten colder since you were in the store, and the stars were about as bright as they could be in the city. A streetlight flickered ahead as the two of you approached the entrance to the shrine. You would have passed it by if someone hadn’t called out to you from inside.
“Makoto?”
Sure enough, the blue-haired boy approached with Koromaru at his side, not on a leash at the moment. Koromaru barked and approached you, demanding ear scratches, which you happily gave. It was a good distraction.
“You guys are out late,” Makoto said bluntly.
“Uh, yeah. Just, um… wanted to take a walk,” Akihiko lied, doing a terrible job at it, too. His hand tightened on the plastic strap of the bag holding the condoms.
“And you went shopping,” Makoto said.
“Yeah.”
“Late at night?” Makoto cocked his head, staring straight at the bag. The plastic was somewhat translucent but not enough to give away what was inside.
“I thought I’d stop by the drugstore to pick up some protein bars while I was out,” Akihiko said.
You were glad you didn’t have to look at either of them as you continued to give Koromaru a thorough scratching, his tail wagging like a lashing whip.
“Cool,” Makoto said, not believing a word of it. Your ever-observant leader had probably put two and two together by then.
“We’d better go,” You said, pulling yourself away from Koromaru.
“Right.”
Oh, God, could this get any more awkward?
“Have fun you two~” Makoto said as soon as the two of you were turned around. It was a good thing you weren’t looking at him because your cheeks and Akihiko’s went red immediately. Neither of you said anything as you continued the brisk walk back to the dorm, leaving Makoto and Koromaru at the shrine.
As soon as the two of you were out of earshot, Makoto sighed. “I could’ve sworn he and Shinjiro were fucking.”
Koromaru whined, as though, perhaps, trying to tell him something. Something that a canine’s stronger hearing could tell him…
“Ah, well. Congrats to him, I guess.”
…
You made it back to the dorms without further incident. At that hour, the lobby’s lights were dimmed, and you and Akihiko were able to slip through undetected up to Shinjiro’s room. Akihiko entered without knocking.
Shinjiro was at his desk, though he was without his usual coat and beanie, both of which were hung up on hooks beside his bed. He wore a tight-fitting black sweater and matching pants, and his hair was tied up in a short ponytail.
You hated to admit that he was looking even more gorgeous like that. Almost as good as he was naked.
“Took you guys long enough.”
“Do you wanna get on with this or not?” You said, crossing your arms, pretending not to care.
He stood up, the chair squeaking as he did so. He stared at you with an unreadable expression, as rough-looking as ever even without the usual coat and hat constricting him.
His voice lowered to a dangerous degree, “Yeah. You’re not afraid, are you?”
Your eyes widened. When did he get so sultry, all of a sudden? This bastard, who always got on your nerves, never hesitated to get you back for every little offense, he was—You didn’t want to admit that he looked sexy standing like that, with his hand raking through his brown hair, combing it straight.
“So how do you wanna do this?” Before you knew it, he was standing right in front of you, towering over you. His chest was at your eye level.
You stuttered over your words, everything coming out as gibberish. He laughed.
“You’re cuter than I thought you’d be. You’re always such a brat.”
“Hey!” You groaned, “I’m not— it’s not like that. You’re just an asshole.” He had been treating you so badly. What right did he have to say that you were a brat?
“You never let me apologize or explain myself. You just burst into my room last night like the world was ending and got upset that you saw something you didn’t want to see,” He chuckled, “Though I guess now we know you liked it a little more than we originally thought. Tell me, can I touch you?”
You tensed. “What?”
“If we’re gonna do this, you’re alright with me putting my hands on you now, right?” Shinjiro clarified, “Unless you wanna stop.”
“N-no. Go ahead.” You swallowed hard. You yelped when he reached out and pulled you against his chest, and began stroking your hair. Your body immediately burned up under his touch.
“There, that’s better, isn’t it?” Once again, his voice was husky, “Now, as I was saying, you liked what you saw more than we originally thought, right? You stood there for a second watching. You saw the look on Aki’s face while I fucked him. Tell me,” He lowered his face, his lips dangerously close to your ear, “When you got back to your room last night, did you touch yourself, thinking about it?”
Your cheeks were flushed bright red. You understood now what Akihiko meant when he said Shinjiro was less awkward when he got into it. He was a devious, sexy bastard who could command with just a look and a handful of words and he knew it. “N-no. I thought about it, though, I really did. But I wanted to, um,” Oh, God, you were getting so flustered and you hadn’t even gotten started yet. How were you going to survive this? “I didn’t realize you guys would be so, um, into this. I didn’t want to be,” You paused to find the right word, “ Disrespectful .”
Nothing. Then, a dry laugh. “Aww, well isn’t that sweet? You were trying so hard not to fantasize about me and Aki fuckin’, huh? But it turned you on, didn’t it?”
“It did. I wanted to touch myself so badly but I stopped myself.”
“How cute. I bet you were struggling,” He purred, “You were desperate to even think about getting a taste of us.”
You gasped when he dipped down and licked a stripe from the bottom of your collarbone up to the nape of your neck, just below your hairline. His hands crept around your body and rested on your waist. His breaths were heavy. When he pressed his body against you, you could feel a hardness poking your hip. He kissed your neck before drawing away from you.
“Hey, Aki.”
“Hmm?” His white-haired friend blushed furiously as he watched the scene unfold, frozen to the spot by the closed door as Shinjiro laid his hands on you.
“Gonna just stare or are you gonna join the fun? This is a threesome , you know.”
“Wh-what do I do?”
“Just what you think comes naturally.”
“If I knew what to do naturally I wouldn’t be asking you.”
That got a chuckle out of you. Then Shinjiro pushed his insistent hard-on against your ass and your hole clenched at the promise of being filled.
“Come over here and get your hands on her, Aki. I’ll guide you through it.”
Akihiko took unsure steps toward you, looking down at where Shinjiro was touching you, his body pressed up against you and his mouth close to your ear. Akihiko reached his hand for yours and entwined his fingers with your own. He pressed himself against you, and you could hear the rapid beating of his heart and ragged breaths, and feel the strain of his hard-on pressing on your lower stomach.
“You’re fine with him touching you like this, right?” Shinjiro asked.
“Of course.”
“Just makin’ sure.”
“I know what consent is, Shinji. You don’t have to ask her for me,” Akihiko said, standing in front of you seeming lost.
“Well, sorry, but you weren’t sayin’ anything.”
“My bad,” Akihiko sighed, his breaths shaky, “I’m not used to doing this… with a woman.”
“Have you ever done anything like this with a woman before?” You asked. He shook his head. “And you, Shinji?”
“A handful of times. I’m only a little more experienced than he is.” Shinjiro pressed harder against you, trapping your body tightly between him and Akihiko. You could feel Akihiko’s muscles shift against you as he breathed, and both of their dicks twitching against your body. Shinjiro reached around you and put the heel of his hand right over Akihiko’s bulge, and his lover hissed a moan in response.
“Kiss her while I do this,” Shinjiro commanded, and who was Akihiko to refuse?
With Shinjiro’s hand trapped between your body and his, Akihiko reached up with his gloved hand and hovered his lips an inch from yours. His breaths tickled your skin. He hesitated, but with an encouraging nod, you got him to lean in and kiss you.
He immediately moaned into the kiss, and not just because he felt you against him, your lips warm and soft, nor because he could feel the swell of your chest against his body. Shinjiro continued to grind his hand on Akihiko’s pulsing dick as the kiss intensified.
“Heh, that’s right. Get off to it while you kiss her,” Shinjiro growled, “I’ll work you through it, Aki. That’s a good boy.”
When Akihiko came up for air, he panted, gritting his teeth at the pressure against his dick. He rutted his hips slightly into Shinjiro’s hand.
“You like that, huh? Was that your first kiss with a girl?”
Akihiko nodded his head, unable to say anything as Shinjiro kept grinding his hand on him. You pulled him in for another kiss, this time taking the initiative and slipping your tongue in his mouth to fight against his. His eyes went wide, surprised by the feeling, but he soon melted into your touches, moving against you with the same rhythm Shinjiro used on his dick.
When he broke the kiss again, he gasped, “This is the best.”
Shinjiro chuckled. “Kiss me, Aki.”
Your face was shoved into Akihiko’s chest as the two of them moved to kiss over your head. Shinjiro’s hard cock pressed against your ass, throbbing while Akihiko’s swelled harder against your thigh, and when their lips met, they started rubbing against you. Trapped between the two of them, you dug your fingers into the material of Akihiko’s shirt to keep steady while they made out above you, flooding the room with their moans and rutting against you.
Shinjiro wasn’t shy about letting his hands roam your body while doing this, either. He slipped one hand under your shirt, feeling up your stomach and then to your chest, where he palmed you over your breast and then slid his hand beneath it. Akihiko followed suit and grabbed your other breast over your shirt, squishing it gently and getting a feel for it.
“Fuck, girl,” Shinjiro breathed when they separated, “Your legs are shaking like crazy.”
“And who’s fault is that, hmm? You guys are making out and making me feel like I’m gonna melt into a puddle.”
“Hey, can I touch you somewhere else?”
He took his other hand from your hip and slid a finger into the waistband of your panties, giving you an idea of exactly where he wanted to touch. You swallowed quickly and nodded. His hand tickled as it slid into the coarse hair covering your mound and two fingers found your entrance, sliding up and down. You groaned and your cunt twitched, begging to be filled by him.
He laughed and withdrew his fingers, scissoring them open to show Akihiko exactly how wet you were. Strings of your slick stretched out between them as he held them open by your face.
“See how wet we’re makin’ her? No wonder she can hardly stand. How about we move to the bed, huh, Aki? I wanna teach you how to finger a girl.”
“Is it any different from fingering a guy?”
“A little. I think you’ll enjoy it.”
Shinjiro put an arm around your middle as the two finally released the pressure holding your body up. You fell against Shinjiro, steading yourself on shaking legs.
“Gonna make it to the bed or do I have to carry you?” He teased.
“Oh shut up and fuck me already.”
“You think we’re going to fuck you now? We’ve still got more foreplay before that, sweetheart.”
At the last second, he shoved you face-first onto the bed and flipped you so that you were on your back.
“Spread your legs,” He growled. “Or I’ll make you.”
“You wouldn’t make me ,” You retorted.
He huffed, looking smug. There was a dangerous glint in his eye which somehow only served to make him look even more sexy. “You’re right. Maybe we should stop, Aki,” He said teasingly. Akihiko, who was still standing aside from the bed, hesitated.
“Wait, wait! I take that back,” You groaned, “Fuck you, though.”
“Ain’t that the idea here?”
You growled in frustration. “How are you so fucking hot and a complete ass at the same time?”
“At least you think I’m hot. Now, come ‘ere,” He slid up beside you and kissed you, your body instantly reacting. You parted your legs, allowing him to tug down your skirt while he kissed you, showing off your white, lace-edged panties.
“Damn. I was kind of hoping for pink,” He said.
“It’s not like I’m a mystery flavor lollipop. You could’ve asked for me to wear pink panties, you know.”
Akihiko laughed until Shinjiro gave him a look. Shinjiro tugged at your waistband again and asked, “You’re cool with us doin’ this, right?”
“I already said you can do whatever you want to me. I’m into this.”
“You know, as much as I pretend not to care, I actually do care about your well-being,” He put a hand on your thigh, “But now that you say that,” He yanked your panties down forcefully and you stuck your legs in the air, allowing him to tug them off easily. He discarded them with little care and parted your legs with both hands. He didn’t seem fazed, but Akihiko was redder than the tomatoes from the rooftop garden, his pupils dilated as he looked upon your bare pussy.
“See this?” Shinjiro spoke up and dipped two fingers in your wetness, making your hips buck up into the sudden stimulation, “She’s really soaking. Do you get off on bein’ a brat, Y/N?”
“Fuck you.”
“I’ll take that as a yes,” He cleared his throat, “Aki, watch. I’ll show you how to finger a girl really good.”
Akihiko climbed on all fours onto the bed. It wasn’t big, just a twin size meant for Shinjiro alone, so he had to stay at the very end of the bed while Shinjiro was at your side up against the wall while he dipped his fingers into your pussy.
“The first step is gettin’ her wet, but she’s just soaking for us already,” Shinjiro smiled smugly. “So the next step is to stick ‘em in and see what you’re workin’ with.”
Akihiko was hesitant. “The way you’re talking kind of reminds me of when you were teaching Fuuka how to cook.”
You snickered, instantly cupping a hand over your mouth to hold back your laughter. Shinjiro, on the other hand, hissed at you to shut up and withdrew his fingers.
“I ain’t gonna let you come if you’re gonna be like that.”
“Oh fuck you, I didn’t do anything,” You laid your head back again, “J-just get on with it.”
“Anyway,” Shinjiro used those two fingers to spread out the lips of your pussy and then slid them back in up to his knuckles. Your wetness twitched around him, not used to his thick fingers. “So you stick ‘em in nice and gentle, then,” He started wiggling his fingers around, “Gotta look for the sweet spot. It’s kinda like a guy's, but it’s a little squishier with a weird texture. There,” He growled and pressed his fingers directly into your G-spot, and you gasped, arching your back. “Found it.”
You cursed under your breath. How did he locate it so quickly?
“Now,” Shinjiro purred, “This is the fun part.”
He proceeded to press his thick fingers repeatedly into it, skillfully brushing over it before pressing again. Tension built in your lower gut as you moaned and writhed beneath his touches. He looked far too smug in bringing you pleasure.
“J-just where did you learn to do that?” You groaned, “You said you weren’t experienced.”
“I said I was hardly experienced. That means I have a little. I learned from that experience, along with a little help from the internet,” His grin widened mischievously, “And I’m gonna use that knowledge to turn you into a wet, whining mess.”
Your mouth was wide in a drawn-out moan as he kept abusing that spot. Your hips wriggled, sometimes bucking up into his touch when a jolt of pleasure went through you.
He shifted positions, his fingers still buried in your cunt while he laid out, pressing his body on your side and putting his head right up against your shoulder. His other hand brushed your side and rested on your hip.
“That’s it, show us how good you sound like this,” He cooed, “You’re soaking my fingers. It’s gettin’ on my bed, too.”
“Ooh, like you don’t make a mess when you’re fuckin’ Aki into the bed,” You teased.
“He’s got like five sets of sheets. I’ve seen it,” Akihiko chimed in helpfully.
“Wait, Shinjiro, you—”
Before he could be derailed any further, Shinjiro shifted against you, biting into your shoulder while he pressed his fingers hard into your spot. Your back arched, your cunt gripping his fingers tightly. You could feel his hardness on your thigh.
“Yeah. I do. But we’re not talkin’ about that right now, are we, sweetheart?” He growled, “You’re feelin’ good, right? Don’t be afraid to let go for us. Let Aki and I see how pretty you are when you’re comin’ around my fingers.”
“Ah, fuck, you smug bastard,” You gritted your teeth, “You’re too damn good with those fingers— ahh— ”
“Seriously,” His voice lowered to a whisper, and he pressed his face into your neck. His tongue darted out, tracing a line up to your jaw, and his spare hand slid up to cup your breast, “Let go.”
Those words had you gushing around his fingers, desperately bucking into them for more friction as you cried out his name in ecstasy. You tossed and turned your head, gasping for air. After a moment, your body relaxed, weightless and a little sore from an intense orgasm. You were embarrassingly wet between your legs and you could feel it making a sticky spot on his bed. He chuckled as he removed his fingers.
“Aww, aren’t you cute like that? You’re a lot less of a brat, too.”
“Shut up,” You breathed, hardly able to speak in the state you were in, “But damn that felt good.”
“Your turn, Aki.”
Akihiko’s face was already red, but the blush deepened and started spreading to his collarbone and the tips of his ears. He was visibly hard through his pants, but he didn’t dare touch himself. He hesitated, watching the rapid rise and fall of your chest, and the way Shinjiro stroked your skin before parting from you to make room for him. He shifted, moving to sit on his hands and knees right in front of you with a perfect view of your sopping pussy. The scent of sex was heady, different from when he was with Shinjiro. He liked it.
Then Shinjiro was pressing against his back, an arm on his hip and his dick against Akihiko’s ass. Shinjiro put two fingers to his lips, the same fingers he had been using to pleasure you, and said, “Taste.”
He opened his mouth without hesitation and started sucking Shinjiro’s fingers. The taste wasn’t what he was expecting. It was a bit bitter, kind of thick. It reminded him a little of cum but not as salty and more sour. He hummed around Shinjiro’s fingers.
“Nice, ain’t it?” When Akihiko replied with an affirmative hum, he shoved his friend’s face between your legs. His nose bumped against your pubes and his lips touched your wetness. He pulled his head back in surprise. “Then why don’t you have some more?”
“I thought you were going to have him finger me,” You said, breathless and aching. Having Akihiko so close to you made your arousal burn brighter. He was looking at you like you were the only woman on Earth.
“Changed my mind. It’ll be more fun this way. You’ll see that Aki’s pretty good with his tongue. Ain’t that right?” He patted Akihiko’s shoulder and his friend startled, looking back at him with a befuddled expression.
“I’m not sure what to do.” He admitted.
“First thing’s first, relax. If you just stay stiff like that you’re never gonna be able to do this. Maybe take that shirt off; you’re sweatin’ like crazy.”
Akihiko obeyed, tugging his shirt off over his head, his muscles flexing as he moved. Since he was so close to you, you got a good view of his body, toned with sculpted muscle whereas Shinjiro was more lean. Akihiko also had a few scars on his chest, some you didn’t know about and a few from the shadow attack in April. He ran a hand through his hair, his eyes just barely meeting yours.
Shinjiro closed his hand over Akihiko’s and guided it to your wetness. “Now, here’s the secret to makin’ her feel good.” Their joined hands slowly went up from the bottom up to your clit. Shinjiro pressed Akihiko’s index finger directly onto it and explained, “That’s her clit. Apparently, in women, it has some kind of connection to the G-spot.”
“How?”
“Beats me. Why do guys have a G-spot up our asses? Your guess is as good as mine.”
“Wait, it’s up your ass ?” Your eyes were wide, and you suppressed a chuckle. It didn’t work, and Shinijro shut you up by slapping you on the thigh hard enough to leave a pink mark.
“Will you take this seriously, already?” Shinjiro scoffed, “Or am I gonna have to shove my cock down your throat just to shut you up?”
Shinjiro regretted it as soon as he said it, mostly because it sounded like a good idea and he knew you were going to be stubborn and not let him now that he had said it like that. You huffed and turned your head away.
The idea of having him in your mouth was tempting—But no, you weren’t going to give Shinjiro the satisfaction of sucking him off right now. You leaned your head back, closing your eyes, ready for what would be a foreign feeling on your lower regions. Not a lot of guys did this and you had never experienced it.
Once again, Shinjiro shoved Akihiko down into your wetness, but this time, he was ready. He stuck out his tongue and licked a stripe up your slit, gathering some wetness on his tongue before he teased it over your clit.
You were throbbing beneath his touch, and you clutched Shinjiro’s bedding in both hands, turning your head to the sides as you struggled against the sweet, almost overwhelming feeling of his tongue and mouth working over you.
“That’s good, that’s good, now move a little faster. Oh, and try movin’ your tongue around like that again, it drives girls crazy.” Shinjiro kept giving him advice, and Akihiko adjusted his movements accordingly. He watched as his friend ate you out, wearing a smug grin. As casual and unaffected as he tried to act, you caught glimpses of his dick straining against his pants.
But you? You were struggling to form a coherent thought while Akihiko’s tongue swiped over you like warm, wet bliss on your pussy. He lacked confidence at first but quickly figured out a technique that had you writhing under his tongue, and once he started, he wouldn’t stop. He had his hands on your thighs, holding them open while your legs shook like crazy as he ate you out.
“Get over here, Shinji,” You said breathlessly, throwing all your apprehension out the window as you gestured for him to come close and take out his dick. He stepped off the bed and stripped, unclasping his belt with a clang of metal that made you drool. He presented his dick to you as he stood at the side of his bed and you laved your tongue around the head. You reached up and grabbed the base of his dick, stroking it lazily while you sucked the first inch or so of him. You moaned around him.
“Oh yeah, that’s it, keep suckin’,” Shinjiro encouraged you, his gaze occasionally flickering to Akihiko. His friend had his face buried in your thighs and his eyes half-open, completely lost in the sensation of eating you out, the slurping sounds reaching his ears only fueling his hunger.
Shinjiro was far too tempted to thrust into your mouth. Akihiko was a fan of being face-fucked—The guy could take a serious pounding—but he wasn’t going to do that to you. Not yet, at least. This was the time to focus on your pleasure and yours alone. They could have all they wanted after they made you a mess beneath them.
You sucked Shinjiro’s dick into your cheek and let it out with a loud pop. Now at full hardness, it bobbed in front of you and Shinjiro touched it against your lips. You licked at the oozing precum like he was a popsicle and it was a hot summer day.
Akihiko caught glimpses of you teasing his boyfriend’s dick and moaned. His own dick was making a tent in his pants, straining painfully, and while he was desperate to let it out and get some relief, he was building up a rhythm—and much like being in the middle of his workout, he didn’t want to stop once he got to that point. He slurped and hummed against your arousal, feeling you twitch and pulse as you drew close to the edge again. He wasn’t sure what signs to look for that you were going to come, but he could feel more wetness gushing out of you and hear your soft breaths.
“Oh, fuck—” You slurred around Shinjiro’s dick, and you let it pop out of your mouth again, “I think I’m gonna come.”
This only encouraged Akihiko to move faster. He might not have had the experience, but he loved a challenge and loved pleasing his partner just as much. He went all out, his tongue flickering against your clit and laving against your slit. He moved down to mouth your pussy while he brought up two fingers, teasing lightly over your clit while moving his mouth on you at the same time. It was something he had seen in porn and had always wanted to try.
Judging by the way you gushed and tensed against him, it was a success.
You burst in his mouth, your hips bucking up into him while you blabbered incoherently about how good it felt, how amazing he was, how you were in heaven. The praise went straight to Akihiko’s dick and when he was done teasing you through the aftershocks, he gave in and unbuttoned his pants, shrugging them off so that he was in nothing but his underwear. When Shinjiro said something, he took those off too, leaving him completely bare.
“We’re a bit overdressed, aren’t we?” Shinjiro said, and it took a second for you to realize he was talking about you and him. But who could blame you, in the haze of an incredible orgasm?
Shinjiro peeled off his shirt, and you did the same. You reached around and unclasped your bra, tossing that aside as well, leaving all three of you completely nude. A thought occurred to you then.
“Hey, someone locked the door, right?”
Akihiko spoke up, “I did it while Shinji was gettin’ started with you.”
Your response was cut off when Shinjiro reached down and laid his hand gently on your breast. Your face flushed instantly and you looked up only to have him press his lips against yours in a heated, desperate kiss, moaning against your lips like it was the most tantalizing thing that was happening tonight. Akihiko watched, unable to look away from the sight that both shocked and aroused him further. Shinjiro kept going at it, overpowering you while his hand groped and pawed at your breast, then when he finally released you, you gasped for air.
“You’re both—” You were panting, hardly able to think over the throbbing in your loins, “Oh my god, that was— I feel incredible.”
“See? What did we tell ya? You won’t regret this.” Shinjiro got onto the bed with you. He towered over you, his scent filling your nostrils. The devious look on his face made your pussy clench. “Now, how about this; have you ever taken two guys at once?”
“Um, no.” You said softly, feeling tiny next to him. Even without the heavy coat, he was bigger than you and probably stronger.
“Do you wanna give it a chance? We’ll take it nice and easy so we don’t hurt you. I can get your ass ready while you have some fun with Aki.”
“I-I don’t know…” You had never even done anal before. Putting a finger in there felt odd and foreign, but strangely good. Would you be able to handle Shinjiro or Akihiko in there?
“That’s okay.”
A slight bit of disappointment went through you and you spoke up, “Wait. I think I wanna give it a try.”
“All right. And don’t worry, I’ve done this part plenty.” Shinjiro gestured for you to move and guided you so that you were on your hands and knees, facing Akihko while Shinjiro stayed at the head of the bed. He pulled his nightstand drawer open and retrieved a bottle of lube. The bottle made a slight squishing sound as it squirted the slippery substance onto Shinjiro’s fingers, and when you looked away, you were surprised by the feeling of the cold substance on your puckering back entrance.
“That’s gonna take some getting used to,” You said, your voice strained.
“Ever taken anything up here before?” Shinjiro asked.
“Just my finger.”
“And it was just one? Heh, I’ve got my work cut out for me.”
“Oh shut up. You’re the one that wants to fuck me in the ass so bad. I don’t see what’s so great about doing it like that, anyway. You gotta use a bunch of lube and spend a while prepping and—”
You hissed a sharp intake of breath as Shinjiro cut you off by sliding a finger in to the first knuckle. Your hole twitched and puckered, the unfamiliar sensation strangely arousing. You could feel your pussy drip.
“That’s a much better look on your face. A dumb, pretty grin.”
You didn’t realize you were smiling like an idiot until he pointed it out and you raised your head to look back at him. He looked smug as he slid the finger deeper and wriggled it around. You moaned when he added another.
“Aki,” You said breathlessly, and you gestured for him to come closer, your eyes locked on the thick cock bobbing between his legs. He wasn’t as long as Shinjiro, but slightly shorter and girthier, and uncircumcised. You salivated at the sight, and when he got close enough, you reached down and stroked him in your hand.
“ Oh.” He gasped as you gripped him. It was heaven when Shinjiro did this while fucking him, but seeing you do this while drooling with pleasure while Shinjiro fingered you was doing things to him. He didn’t realize he was going to enjoy this as much as he did. He threw his head back, shudders wracking his body as his foreskin slid up and down along with your movements. Just like when he had been giving you oral, you were developing a rhythm, stroking with a strong flick of your wrist and a good grip on him.
“You look like you’re gonna come already, Aki,” Shinjiro said from behind you.
“Eh, there’s no denying it. This is better than I ever thought it was going to be.” Akihiko’s voice was strained as he replied.
“Aww, and I haven’t even gotten to the fun part,” You said, wearing something much like the devious look Shinjiro got on his face whenever he was going to wreck him. Like the naughty little thing you were, you bent down and sucked Akihiko’s sensitive cock into your mouth.
“Oh, fuck,” Akihiko bit his lip and kept his hands planted firmly at his sides. It was far too tempting to reach up and grab you by the hair to shove himself deep in your throat like Shinjiro had done to Akihiko many times while sucking him off. Just the thought made him salivate. But he didn’t know your level of experience. You were like heaven around him, your wet, warm mouth moving as you bobbed your head down on him and moved your tongue on the underside. When you came up for air, you gave kitten licks to the tip, your tongue circling the edge of his foreskin.
You, meanwhile, could hardly focus on anything over the odd and pleasant sensations flooding you. Your movements became sloppy. You never expected to enjoy having him finger you this much, but this day was full of surprises. You groaned around Akihiko’s cock when Shinjiro pulled his fingers out.
“You’re gonna fuck me now?” You asked breathlessly, still stroking Akihiko’s cock as you spoke.
“Right now? No. You think two fingers is enough to get you ready for me?” He moved, and you heard the squelch of the bottle again as he added more lube. “I’ve gotta do at least three.”
You threw your head back, your movements faltering as Shinjiro pressed three fingers against your hole. The pressure was immense, but when they popped inside the rest of their length slid in easily. You were far too focused on Shinjiro fingering your ass to even keep pleasuring Akihiko, which was fine with him. He was on the edge as it was, fat drops of precum secreting from his slit, even when you let him go and he was just watching you get fingered.
He was aching to be inside you.
For a long time, Akihiko thought himself a gay man. He was around a lot more men than women, after all, and found himself enjoying their company better than any girl he talked to. In hindsight, it might have been his lack of social awareness that made him so dismal in talking to women, and that spilled over into his sexuality.
Then, of course, there came a girl who turned those long-held feelings on their head.
He wasn’t unfamiliar with the concept of bisexuality. Shinjiro had identified as bisexual for a few years, now, and had experience with women. Akihiko just didn’t think that was him. He didn’t get along with girls and he couldn’t see himself with one.
Then you started talking to him, befriending him even with your developing rivalry with Shinjiro. You didn’t shy away when he missed social cues or got a little too excited about something he was interested in and started infodumping. You listened intently, smiling, asking questions when you didn’t know enough about a particular niche to understand what he was saying.
No wonder he developed these feelings for you.
He admitted it all to Shinjiro one night while they were out eating beef bowls. Hunched over his half-eaten food, Akihiko admitted in gasps that he had feelings for you. He swore it changed nothing between him and Shinjiro. He fought back tears as he awaited his friend’s response.
Shinjiro chuckled softly. He was relaxed. Akihiko would go so far as to say he looked relieved. “That’s what you’ve been all worked up about? Your closeted bisexuality?”
Akihiko frowned. “You knew?”
“I ain’t stupid. I see the way you look when you’re around her. And listen, I ain’t mad.”
Akihiko breathed a sigh of relief. “But I swear, I want to be with you, still. This doesn’t change anything between us. I just… I have these feelings. I don’t have to act on them.”
“Do you want to?”
Akihiko was taken aback, a strangled sound escaping his throat. He had to be reading him wrong. “What do you mean?”
“If you’re bisexual, and I’m bisexual,” Shinjiro began, “Then how about we both have some fun with her?”
The thought made Akihiko’s heart pound like he was in the heat of battle. He liked the idea, sure, but—
“I don’t want to ruin our friendship. What she and I have, it’s special. I would hate myself if I ruined that.”
Shinjro breathed a heavy sigh. “Fine by me. Just let me know if you change your mind.”
Watching you writhe in pleasure was like a dream come true, and somehow, it was even better seeing Shinjiro do it. Perhaps it alleviated his worry that Shinjiro would be jealous despite his reassurances that he wouldn’t be.
Shinjiro withdrew his fingers and rolled a condom on, then squirted plenty of lube over his covered cock, giving it a few strokes to spread it around. When he was done, he guided you into position. He laid down on his back, urging you to lay on top of him on your back, spreading your legs. While his dick prodded your puckered hole, Akihiko got on his knees in front of you, stroking himself a couple of times while he waited for Shinjiro to enter you.
Your eyes widened as Shinjiro pressed the tip on your hole. Despite the preparation you winced from the pressure, but when it popped in, just like before with his fingers, the rest went in easily. Inch by inch, Shinjiro’s cock split you open in a way you had never felt before. You bit your lip as you struggled against the strange, borderline painful feelings until he was fully sheathed within you.
“Deep breaths,” He said, his voice straining. Your inexperience meant that your hole was incredibly tight around him, and as it twitched, adjusting to him, it massaged his cock. He was thankful he wore the condom, or else he would probably lose it early.
Akihiko lined himself up at your entrance, but before he could push in, Shinjiro spoke up, “Hey, dumbass, forgettin’ somethin’?”
When he looked up, a condom in its wrapper hit him right on the nose with a loud thwap and dropped in front of him. You snickered and shifted a little on Shinjiro, in turn causing him to grunt.
“Don’t move like that.”
“You close already?” You asked smugly, “I thought you’d have more stamina than that.”
“Oh, shut it. You’re the one movin’ around like you’re tryin’ to milk me.”
As Akihiko rolled the condom on, he said, “Really, you two? I thought the arguing would stop when he was inside you.”
“Clearly not.”
“I think it’s just a part of our relationship dynamic at this point,” You replied, rolling your eyes. Shinjiro thrust once in retaliation, forcing a moan from your lips.
“I might be able to fuck that sass out of you, what do you think?” Shinjiro grunted.
“Ha! Bet. Oh !” You weren’t expecting to feel the warmth of Akihiko’s cock touching your entrance. You looked up and saw him leaning over you, and your cheeks reddened. He looked so good like this, his toned physique on full display on top of you while he wetted his covered cock by rutting it against your folds.
Akihiko bit his lip. He wasn’t sure how long he could go, even with a condom. He had plenty of strength, sure, but if he was getting this turned on and he wasn’t even inside of you, how was he going to last long enough to bring you to completion?
But Akihiko liked the challenge. Be it in the ring or on the floor of Tartarus, he was determined to be the best. His competitive side sparked to life inside him, and with a thrust, he breached your entrance. He wanted to shove himself as deep as possible and get right to it, but he considered your needs and went slowly, just as Shinjiro did. With each inch, he could feel your wet walls enveloping him, and, to his surprise, feel Shinjiro’s cock through the thin wall of flesh separating them.
You whined as he buried himself inside slowly. Even with experience in this area, you hadn’t been expecting the feeling of fullness from having both him and Shinjiro inside at the same time. You were being filled from front and back, your senses flooded with pleasurable pressure, creating a lustful haze that made it difficult to think clearly.
Akihiko grunted when he bottomed out inside you and took a moment to savor the sensations threatening to overwhelm him. He lacked the experience to know if you were so tight because you were naturally that way or if it was because of Shinjiro filling your ass, but he didn’t dwell on it. He bent over you, getting into a comfortable position for when he would start.
“Are you ready?” He asked breathily.
“Oh yes. Fuck me, please, senpai.”
You gasped when Shinjiro smacked you on the thigh hard enough to sting. An after-effect of that, however, was that you tightened around him and Akihiko unintentionally, drawing moans from them both.
Straining against the waves of pleasure, Shinjiro tried to sound commanding as he said, “None of that senpai shit right now. You call him Aki and call me Shinji, got it?”
“Oh fuck me already,” You grunted. You hissed out a breath when Shinjiro thrust hard into your ass.
“Your wish is my command.” He said smugly.
Shinjiro started slow. He didn’t want to overwhelm you at first, and Akihiko seemed to get the memo, because he wasn’t moving, just keeping himself inside while Shinjiro set the pace, stretching you out more with each languid thrust. He set his hands on your thighs, gripping tight while gyrating his hips up into you. The action unintentionally bounced you a little on Akihiko’s cock, and inside, rubbed against him as well.
“D-damn, I’m not even moving and that feels good,” Akihiko grunted.
“It’s like I’m fucking you both at the same time, huh?” Shinjiro said with a laugh, “Damn, you’re fuckin’ big inside her. Hey, Y/N, this doesn’t hurt, does it?”
You shook your head. Though it had been overwhelming at first, you were quickly adjusting to having Shinjiro moving around in your ass. “I think I’m ready for Aki to start moving.”
“Good. I don’t want to wait any longer,” Akihiko replied breathily, drawing his hips back, making you feel every inch of his thick cock as he pulled out to the tip and then slid back in slowly.
Shinjiro grunted, feeling Akihiko’s dick rub up against his through your fleshy walls. He realized he should keep moving, too, and started going in tandem with Akihiko, filling you up when Akihiko was almost out and going out when Akihiko filled you.
Akihiko growled. “She’s tight— nice and— fuck —I don’t wanna stop. I could do this all night.”
“Heh, see? Told ya it’d be— fuck —amazing,” Shinjiro replied. His hands slid up your body to hold you by your waist, while Akihiko kept a good grip on your thighs. You could feel both men’s balls slap onto your bare skin when they thrust. Shinjiro adjusted again, holding one arm around your waist with the other on the bed by his hips, helping him with the upward thrusting motion. “Hey,” He grunted, “Try angling it up a little more. It’ll hit her G-spot better.”
“What? Oh, yeah,” Akihiko had completely forgotten anything Shinjiro had told him about pleasuring you—he was just so caught up in the feeling that he lost himself. He was a bit red as he slowed down, angling his hips accordingly until he found the right angle and pushed himself back into you.
You moaned wildly as he hit you right in the sweet spot. “ F-fuck — Aki, keep doin’ that.”
Shinjiro grunted in agreement, having felt you tighten around him when Akihiko hit your spot.
“I couldn’t stop if I wanted to,” Akihiko panted, his eyes half-closed as he kept pushing up into you. Your walls clamped down on his cock now that he was hitting that spot and he was dying for more. His dick oozed enough precum that he was sure he could see it stretching out the condom if he pulled out.
Meanwhile, you were in heaven with your two friends pounding you. Your body was weightless on top of Shinjiro, utterly consumed in getting fucked silly. Your mouth hung open and you moaned without a care as to what you sounded like.
“ Harder.”
Akihiko’s eyes went wide. He almost wondered if he didn’t hear you right, but that couldn’t have been anything else. “You want us… to go harder?”
Shinjiro chuckled. “That’s what she asked, ain’t it? Let’s do what our girl wants. But let me warn you,” Shinjiro lowered his voice to a salacious growl, moving his head so that his lips were right up by your ear, “We probably won’t stop once we start goin’ at it like this. Is that what you want?”
Our girl. Those two words went on repeat in your head. It was everything you wanted right now. You were so turned on that you felt like you would melt into a puddle on his bed. You nodded rapidly and replied, “I want you to fuck me so hard I can’t walk tomorrow.”
“Until you can’t walk tomorrow… Sounds like a challenge.” Shinjiro replied, his hips stilling.
Akihiko slowed down the same and asked, “Are you sure that’s what you want? I won’t go easy on you anymore.”
You took a deep breath, reminding yourself that these two were more than capable of hurting you. They wouldn’t, but they could. Why was that arousing?
“Do it.”
Then Shinjiro slammed his dick back into your ass, and Akihiko rammed right back into you, hitting your G-spot with enough force to bring tears to your eyes. Before you knew it, you were being shaken like a leaf in a hurricane. They both fucked into you with full force, their hips a blur as they pounded your greedy, wet pussy and your ass. You could see Akihiko’s muscles flexing as he fucked you, and feel Shinjiro’s muscles beneath you.
“That’s it—that’s a good girl. Good girl wants to get fucked like this!” Shinjiro’s voice was weakening. He was close.
“Yes! Nice and wet and all tight and— fuck, I don’t even know. Can’t think. Just wanna fuck you forever,” Akihiko grunted and judging by the slurring of his voice and the sloppiness of his thrusts, he was getting close, too.
Akihiko’s efforts in pounding your G-spot, combined with the all-consuming pleasure of being trapped and fucked like this between the two of them, were causing that familiar pressure to build up in your gut. You were quickly approaching the point of no return and they were getting right up there with you.
“Yes, yes, gonna come,” You babbled, “Keep fucking me, I’m gonna come.”
“Fuck yeah, come all over our dicks,” Shinjiro grunted, “Pretty girl likes gettin’ fucked by both of us. Fuck— can’t last much longer. Oh fuck—baby, babybabybaby please fucking come for us!”
Shinjiro slammed himself in one final time and burst, his head tipped back and mouth hanging open while his eyes rolled back from the intense ecstasy flooding every nerve in his body. His cum quickly ballooned the condom inside you, filling you with an odd warmth and telling you he’d come.
You were right there with him, and as soon as you felt him orgasm inside you, that was enough to push you into an earth-shattering climax, your whole body seeming to vanish for a second in a cloud of white-hot pleasure.
Akihiko collapsed on you. He followed right after you, feeling you tighten incredibly tight around him, and he couldn’t hold on any longer. He moaned your name and Shinjiro’s and an incoherent mix of both as he flooded the condom with white.
You weren’t sure how long you were like that, but after some time Akihiko finally realized he was on top of you and rolled off, pulling out and then peeling the condom off to toss it in the trash before collapsing back onto the bed sideways, exhausted.
Shinjiro helped shove you off him before doing the same and then pulling you up to lay by his side.
“That… was incredible.” He panted, holding you, and without hesitation, he pulled you into a fierce kiss, his tongue sliding against yours. When he parted from you, he asked, “So, how was your first threesome?”
“Do you even need to ask?”
He snorted with a laugh. “Okay, I get it. I think we’re all a little too fuck-drunk right now to think straight.”
“Fuck-drunk? That’s a new one.”
“So I guess my question is answered. You’re still a brat even when we’ve fucked your brains out,” Shinjiro pulled you closer, resting his head against your shoulder. He eyed the red mark on your skin on the opposite shoulder. “Fuck, didn’t realize I bit you that hard earlier.”
“It’s fine. I’ll cover it up with something.”
“Hope so. Unless you want the others to know you let Aki and I fuck you like this. Speaking of which,” He raised his head, “Hey, Aki.”
Akihiko snored. He had fallen asleep sideways near the foot of the bed. You suppressed a laugh.
“Does he do that often?” You asked.
“Only when I fuck him really good. Guess that means he enjoyed himself.”
For a while, you basked in the afterglow, letting Shinjiro hold you. Sometimes, he would draw patterns on your skin with his finger. You weren’t sure what to think of all of this… but you knew you enjoyed yourself, and the feelings that coursed through you. You would definitely do this again… and maybe let this develop into something more.
You just had one question left…
“So, what did you make with the rest of my Cayenne the other day, anyway?” You asked.
He seemed surprised by the question, but answered, “Well… I was craving some spicy shrimp and—”
“Oh, you motherfucker !”