Mosi let out a long groan of pleasure, and Teka's hand jumped to xyr cock. Xe couldn't help it. They were both so beautiful. Mosi's moans and his long taut body, and the way Manu swallowed and suckled his cock, as if he were desperate for it. Manu looked up at Mosi who glanced down at him in the same moment, and Teka could see the heat that passed between them. Xe could feel xemself dripping between xyr legs and reached down to finger xemself, still rubbing xyr cock with xyr other hand.
"Teka," said Mosi, his voice thick with lust and distraction. "What about you?"
"I—I'm fine with watching," said Teka. "You two are beautiful—" Xe had to cut off as xe slipped a finger inside of xem and xe began to fuck xemself, pumping up and down xyr cock as xe did so. Xe did this often, but it was never quite as amazing as it was at this moment, with such a wonderful view.
"No," said Manu suddenly, sliding off of Mosi's cock with a pop. "Teka, you promised me something last night." He slid his robe off his shoulders in an easy motion, leaning forward to lick up the length of Mosi's cock and arching his back. "Did you forget?"
"No," gasped Teka, and Mosi looked at xem curiously. "I said I would fuck him..." xe whispered, xyr hand on xyr cock drawing long ragged breaths from xem. "If that's alright."
"Mm," said Manu, pulling off of Mosi's cock and smiling at Teka. "His cock seems to like that idea."
"Shut it, little brother," said Mosi, grasping at the short hair on the back of Manu's head and pulling him back onto his cock. "I think it'd be good for him to get fucked, don't you?" he said, smiling at Teka in a way that sent shivers down xyr whole body.
"I think you just want to watch," said Teka, and Mosi laughed and nodded, before moaning unexpectedly as Manu did something with his mouth.
Teka's cock twitched again, and liquid pooled between xyr legs. As quickly as possible, without taking xyr eyes off the twins, xe pulled xyr robe and trousers off. Mosi watched, his eyes dark with lust again, and Teka smiled, running a hand up xyr stomach and over xyr breast, gauging Mosi's reaction. Xe closed xyr eyes and slid a finger over xyr nipple, biting xyr lip at the pleasure.
"What are you doing, Teka?" Manu asked, turning to look at Teka. "You're making his cock jump—oh." He smiled, and glanced past Teka, to the dresser across the room. "There's lube in the top drawer."
"Alright." Teka smiled and got up, xyr erection making it a little hard to walk, and the wetness between xyr legs threatening to drip down xyr thighs. Xe felt almost light-headed, rushing across the room, past Mosi's lab equipment and Manu's instruments. "Are you studying music, Manu?" xe asked, and Manu's response was a muffled affirmative.
Teka procured the small golden bottle and turned back to see Manu still sucking on Mosi's cock. Mosi was on his knees, his head tilted back and his hand on Manu's shoulder. Manu was bent in front of him, his back long and curved, and his trousers pulled down around his knees. His ass was smooth and round, moving a little in time with the thrusts of Mosi's hips. Teka could see a glimpse of his cock between his legs, fully erect and tight, his balls full and round, swinging with his movements.
"Fuck," Teka groaned, rushing back to the bed and positioning xemself behind Manu. Xe ran xyr hands up the long sinews of his back and smiled at Mosi. "How did you resist him this long?"
"I don't know," admitted Mosi. "But it feels good to give in. Ah—" He gasped and leaned forward as Manu sucked hard on his cock. "Manu—" But Manu only moaned and kept sucking.
Opening the bottle and swirling some of the light gold liquid onto xyr fingers, Teka leaned forward and slid xyr index finger against the tight puckered hole of Manu's ass. Manu stopped moving for a moment, and then began to move slowly backwards onto Teka's finger. Mosi's hips moved forward as Manu retreated, until at last his cock fell from Manu's open mouth, still slippery and hard.
Manu seemed to have forgotten him, instead focusing on moving onto Teka, until Teka felt the lump of his prostrate brush against xyr fingers. "Mm, yes, Teka," he whispered. "Please..."
"What about Mosi?" asked Teka, glancing at Mosi, who was staring down at his brother, his face full of lust.
"Mosi can fuck himself," said Manu, and Teka saw him smile at Mosi.
"You ass," said Mosi and he leaned down to pull his brother upwards and kiss him. Teka's finger shifted inside Manu as he moved, causing him to moan. They kissed, clinging together as if they might be torn apart at any moment, and Teka felt xyr cock hardening further.
"Teka," said Mosi, and xe looked up to see him smiling at xem over Manu's shoulder. Manu's head had slumped on to Mosi's shoulder and he was breathing heavily, desperate. "Fuck him."
Teka nodded and positioned xyr cock at Manu's entrance, pushing lightly, and then firmer as xe began to sink into Manu, the warm ring of muscle opening and sliding around xem. Manu's head tilted back and he moaned, sliding back and down onto Teka. Teka glanced up at him, and then back to Mosi, who was smiling at xem over Manu's shoulder. He leaned forward and kissed xem, tongue dancing along xyrs, his lips still tasting of his own musk.
"He's such an ass," Mosi murmured when they broke apart. "He's left me hard."
Manu laughed, the movement of his ass on Teka's cock making it hard to think. "Now you know how I feel." He gasped, and then moaned as Mosi twisted his cock, hard. "Oh! Fuck, Mosi!"
"It was hard for me too, Manu," said Mosi, and then he leaned forward and kissed Manu again, open-mouthed and desperate. Teka watched through a haze of pleasure. What was it about them kissing that made xyr cock so hard? That made xyr dripping wet and desperate?
"Mosi?" Teka whispered, and Mosi broke away from Manu immediately to look at xem. "I'm sorry, but... could you fuck me?"
Mosi glanced at Manu, who grinned at him. "Do it." Manu moved forward obligingly, so that Teka was leaning over him, and Mosi moved to kneel behind xem.
"Teka, you're—oh." He slid his fingers down between xyr legs, to xyr wet opening and slipped in. They worked inside xem, slipping over sensitive spots and stirring up desperation in Teka.
"Please, Mosi," Teka moaned. Xe was still fucking Manu, his ass hot and obliging, and Mosi's fingers nearly drove xem over the edge.
"You're so wet," Mosi murmured, and then Teka could feel his cock sliding between xyr folds and pushing in. Xe moaned and moved back onto him, leaning forward over Manu.
Manu gave long desperate cry, and that was enough for Mosi, it seemed. He shoved forward, burying himself deep inside Teka and forcing xem deeper into Manu. Teka felt like xyr body was going to explode from the pleasure hitting xem at all angles, but xe settled for moaning hard, instead, and burying xyr face in Manu's back.
They moved that way together for ages, the pleasure washing over Teka, the feel of hot, sweaty bodies in and around xem wonderful. Even greater was the knowledge that xe had gotten what xe hadn't even dared to dream of.
Manu came first, moving hard and fast under Teka until he climaxed with a shout. Then Mosi fucked Teka slowly, until they both came, exhausted.
They lay, sleepy and content, until the body heat and discarded robes made it far too warm, and Mosi got up to fetch them all water.
"Your roommate isn't really as bad as you described him," Teka joked to Manu, who laughed. "Maek is not going to believe a word of this."
"Are you really alright with this?" asked Mosi as he returned with the water. "I mean, there will probably be hiccups, and Manu and I fight a lot."
"It'll be worth it," Teka reassured him. "And if it isn't, we will figure it out. Besides, none of us know the future." Xe leaned back against Manu, and Mosi leaned over xem to kiss him, before reaching down to peck Teka as well. "Right now, I am happy."
"And I," said Manu blissfully.
"And I." Mosi smiled. "Happier than ever before."
Fin
About the Author
J. K. Pendragon is a queer writer hailing from British Columbia, Canada. They have been writing and telling stories from a young age, and enjoy writing in a variety of different genres, mashing them together wheneve
r possible. A social recluse at heart, J. likes peace and solitude, with the exception of attention from their doting boyfriend and cold disdain from their snot-bag of a cat. J. loves receiving messages and feedback, and you can reach them by email at [email protected], or tweet them at @JKPendragon.
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