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Chifuyu had a nickname he wasn’t very proud of - ‘Lap Cat’.
It started as a joke, as most things in their friends group do, because Chifuyu was known to be a little desperate for affection when he was drunk. It was an embarrassing habit he had developed in high school when all of the Toman captains and their vices would get together to drink and play games, especially when most of the guys were pretty touchy-feely anyway, but Chifuyu had hoped that it was something he would grow out of as he got older.
On the contrary, it only got worse. Especially after he had started dating the jerks that were his boyfriends now, and he discovered the one area in his life that he was very very proud of his little nickname.
Their favorite thing on the face of the planet, other than getting Chifuyu to themselves when he was desperately needy, was pushing him on their friends, watching everyone poke fun at him while showering him with genuine affection.
Kazutora and Keisuke had agreed long before they had all started dating back in high school that Chifuyu deserved the world and more, so not only did they get the added benefit of seeing everyone being all soft and cute together, but they also got to watch their most important person blush and swell and grin as he got all the love he practically begged for.
However, at home, when they had him all to themselves on nights like these, they got to enjoy him as the true lap cat he really was. Desperate for time to wriggle around in their laps, going back and forth between them to arch up into any touch he received, whoring himself out for any praise and pets they were willing to give him. The first time they had all decided to take the joke too far, they had enjoyed it so much that they spent the whole weekend playing in their roles and getting comfortable. Now, it was just a little treat that they got to enjoy when the time was right.
They were currently watching Chifuyu squirm around giggling inside Ryusei’s jacket on the other side of the beer pong table, reacting to whatever the taller man had mumbled into his ear before rubbing his chin affectionately into the dyed blonde strands and pressing an obnoxiously loud kiss there. He was tucked tightly against Ryusei’s body, the other’s hands in the pockets of the large black jacket and clasped in front of them so that they were both swallowed by the fabric, and he hardly snuck a hand out of the warmth to lazily throw the ping pong ball across.
Chifuyu had insisted that the teams be vices versus their captains for old time’s sake, but Keisuke had a sneaking suspicion that it was just because Ryusei and his thick jacket could provide the most warmth since they were currently playing in Mikey’s garage with the door open. Plus, Ryusei was one of the cuddliest of them all, so he was usually pretty quick to match Chifuyu’s drunk energy. Even more so when it was a special night like tonight.
The ball sunk into the last cup standing with the wet thunk, and Chifuyu excitedly ripped out of the jacket with a loud shout, turning around to yell incoherent cheers up into his best friend’s face and slapping his outstretched hands with several loud high-fives in a row.
“Good job, birthday boy!” He ruffled Chifuyu’s hair, and passed him the six cups that his boyfriends hadn’t managed to clear off of their board, “Now go give the losers their drinks.” The white-haired asshole stuck his tongue out and Keisuke met him with a pointed glare, leaving Kazutora to gape down at the ball floating in the beer in the single cup in front of them.
Both of their attentions were immediately shifted to the tiny blonde menace that squeezed in between their bodies, pressing far closer than was necessary.
“These are for you, Daddy.” He purred into Keisuke’s ear, holding out three of the cups in a triangle together by the top lips and pressing a quick kiss to the taller man’s cheek. He could feel how Chifuyu pressed his crotch against his thigh, letting out the quietest moan just for him before fully turning around to face Kazutora with big, round eyes.
“And these are for you, Master.” His words were more of a bratty assertion as he held Kazutora’s gaze, and if they weren’t so close to each other, Chifuyu probably would have missed the slight flicker in those giant golden honey eyes as he mumbled, “Try not to feel too bad about losing.”
Kazutora smirked so hard that Chifuyu’s knees went a little weak, and his eyes slipped shut so fast as his mouth parted in anticipation to accept the kiss he was expecting to receive, but, instead, his boyfriend leaned past him, pressing his lips against the shell of his ear. Nimble fingers wrapped around his hip, and Kazutora brought him in closer, turning slightly so that he could carefully slot Chifuyu against his thigh like he had just been doing with Keisuke, garnering another pathetic noise from him.
“You better watch your fucking mouth, Kitten. I’m not going to be as soft on you as Keisuke would.” He looked over into Keisuke’s swirling whiskey eyes that were watching them with so much hunger already, and tucked a loose strand of blonde behind his smaller boyfriend’s ear, licking gently against it before continuing, “You’ve been such a good boy up to this point tonight, don’t ruin it for yourself now.” He could hear Chifuyu gulp and pulled him away, turning him to face toward the couches where the rest of their friends were entertaining themselves, and pushed him in that direction with a small slap on his ass, “Go tell all your little friends bye, we’re going to head home.”
Keisuke turned toward him as he followed Chifuyu with a heavy gaze and chuckled, “They’re our friends too, you dumbass.”
“I know,” Kazutora leaned forward and pecked his lips before shrugging, “He was being a fucking brat though, so.” Taking the hit on the fourth cup, he poured them all together into one before downing it quickly, slamming the cup back down on the table before pointing a finger at Ryusei, “And you, you are such a bad influence on him.”
Ryusei cackled and held his hands up in defense, “Look, I’m just copying him, Cap, don’t blame me.”
“You were literally the worst vice captain ever, I can’t believe I kept you around.” Kazutora rolled his eyes fondly as Keisuke nodded in agreement, finishing the rest of his beer off.
“Seriously, I’m glad I shipped your ass off to the fourth division to put Fuyu in my vice position.” He winked at his friend as Chifuyu was sauntering up, tugging lightly on Kazutora’s shirt sleeve. He smiled drunkenly, slow and wide as he motioned his head toward the door, indicating that he had finished his rounds and was ready to leave, “Come on, Tora, let’s let these two have their emotional goodbye as we say ours.”
Keisuke couldn’t help the enamored smile that split his face as they watched Chifuyu try for the third time to get their door unlocked while mumbling “Wait, I’ll get it this time” over and over, but he was getting rather impatient. Not only was it cold outside in their hallway, but he knew once he crossed the threshold into the apartment, they would immediately fall into their favorite part of the night - getting to finally give Chifuyu the gift that him and Kazutora had decided on a few weeks ago after extensive research and discussion.
The little blonde had absolutely no idea what he was going to get tonight, and it most likely wasn’t on his radar as it was something that Keisuke himself had shot down a few months prior when Chifuyu had presented his idea, so they knew he was not only going to be very surprised, but also very very pleased.
“Kitten,” Kazutora had already shifted himself into his role that he loved to play with Chifuyu - stern pet owner, Master Kazutora, who kept the little shithead punk in line - and he had lowered his voice to make his emotions very clear, “I am getting impatient and cold.”
Chifuyu stiffened at the door and stopped for a second, steadying his hand and sucking in a deep breath through his nose before releasing it and finally sliding the key into the lock and clicking it open. He pushed the door open, and stepped aside, letting Kazutora and Keisuke through the door first, leaning heavily into Keisuke’s hand as he reached out to stroke his hair and cheek gently.
“Good boy, you did a great job.” Keisuke very proudly felt like he had the best role in the house, getting to pamper and love the best kitten out there, the most obedient, pretty boy on the face of the planet. He got to give all of the attention he wanted to, and only ever had to step in if Chifuyu was acting extra bratty, but it looked like tonight Chifuyu was just focused on getting as much praise out of them that they could muster.
After they all shrugged off their jackets in the small entry hallway, Kazutora walked over to the couch and sat down, turning on the TV and crossing his legs passively, though Keisuke knew it was all just a front. He knew Kazutora had to be thrumming the way he was, excitement boiling almost uncontrollably in his stomach, and he turned around to grab Chifuyu’s face to bring him into a kiss that was already very open mouthed and very wet, desperate to do something to him.
Chifuyu whined, immediately melting into his hands and grasping desperately into the front of Keisuke’s shirt, and he chased his lips needily when Keisuke switched to grip his jaw lightly, stopping the blonde with a short lick to his already swollen red lips. He gaped his mouth to pant openly, and Keisuke took the chance to lick at his tongue directly, “Do you think you can handle a quick shower and getting changed by yourself, baby, or do you need help?”
Chifuyu already looked so fucked out as he breathed like he had just ran a mile, eyes already glossy and cheeks dusted the most beautiful shade of pink, “I- I should be okay.”
Keisuke cocked an eyebrow down at his boyfriend, and leaned in to bite harshly at those plush lips, making the other man yelp in surprise, “You should be okay…?”
“I should be okay, Daddy, thank you so much for asking.” Chifuyu’s big blue eyes swam a little as he looked up, sucking his lip into his mouth where Keisuke had bit it, running his tongue over it a couple times to feel if it had busted.
Keisuke beamed at him and stroked his cheek again before tilting his head down so he could press a lingering kiss to his forehead, “Good boy, such a good boy. We’ll see you in a little bit, let us know if you need anything.”
Chifuyu nodded as he moved to the bathroom trying to not trip over his own feet from tipsiness and excitement, and his knees felt like jelly as he started the shower. He could hear his boyfriends murmuring purposely low in the living room, but he knew that if he wasn’t in and out of the shower in ten minutes or less, Kazutora was going to come in and scold him, and he was already on thin ice.
The shower was quick and hot, but he made sure to take special care in deep cleaning everywhere, and he made quick work of toweling off. He could now here the soft hum of voices on the television as he crossed into the bedroom, but from his vantage point, he couldn’t exactly see into the living room, and he was starting to get overly eager to get ready and hurry the fuck out there already. The large dresser that the three of them split for their underwear and folding clothes loomed in the middle of the room, teasing Chifuyu as if it knew what secrets they hid in the bottom drawer, and as he crouched to pull it out, the wood squeaked against itself like a quiet snicker.
In the drawer, Chifuyu ran his fingers gently over the black lacy pile tucked in the back right corner, admiring how soft it was before pulling out the single piece lingerie his boyfriends had purchased him last year. They had only been able to enjoy it a few times between then and now since they had been so busy opening their shop, so Chifuyu was more excited than anything to get to see the looks on their faces when he walked out. He enjoyed seeing how it was almost like they were getting to look at him for the first time, but a little awestruck, mouths slightly parted and eyes a little glazed. Especially when he puts on the whole get up like tonight.
There were a lot of straps involved in the piece, and he may have bit off a little more than he could chew right now trying to struggle this on alone and tipsy, but he refused to call for help, wanting to do a big reveal and make their blood run incredibly hot by being sexy, not clumsy and needy, though he knew Keisuke would be nothing but sweet and gentle if he did need help.
Chifuyu adjusted the straps so that they laid right on his body, and did a quick once over in the mirror, admiring himself and enjoying the way that everything cut into his skin just enough that he knew it would leave lines all over his body once he took it off. He let the tips of his fingers trail around the fabric, enjoying his own light touches and feeling his dick twitch in interest, already half hard from the implications.
The lingerie didn’t really cover much - there was thin, black, sheer fabric that created a cup for his cock, pressing it up against his stomach, but it split open almost immediately right after where his balls sat, beautiful solid flower straps separating to sit under his cheeks to leave his entire ass exposed. The straps thinned out into just solid black lines that traced over his hips, leaving two stripes against his pale skin. In the front, similar flowers bloomed from the top of the crotch and v’d across his stomach, hiding his belly button but opening up the rest of his abdomen before they met up against his chest, creating two small cups that decorated his pecks beautifully but left most of the broad portion of his upper chest exposed. The shoulder straps were thin, almost non-existent, and there was one more thin black strap that wrapped around his waist, accenting it perfectly and almost making himself look smaller than he was.
Moaning quietly, he cupped himself over the sheer fabric and squeezed, eyes fluttering shut for two seconds before he went back over to the drawer to continue to put on his outfit. He needed to get stronger, will himself into false comfort, because if just seeing himself in this get up was turning him on this much, he wasn’t going to last very long when his boyfriends’ hands were all over him.
Sitting neatly under where the lingerie had sat were a few more items for him to adorn himself with - a handcrafted black leather collar with a loop, sturdy enough to be pulled on while still looking delicate and cute coupled with a name tag that read “Chifuyu<3” on the front and “IF FOUND PLEASE RETURN TO BAJI & TORA” on the back and a small bell made to look exactly like Kazutora’s, a couple different sizes of buttplugs all with fluffy blonde tails attached to them so Chifuyu could decide what size he was feeling that night, a thin clear headband with very realistic looking blonde cat ears that matched his hair color exactly, and, his favorite, a pair of black lace thigh high stockings that were solid at the feet and decorated with pads on the bottom so that they looked exactly like he had little cat toe beans.
He had to sit on the ground to pull the stockings on, but he giggled as he wiggled his toes, and adjusted them around his thighs as he stood again, enjoying how they cut a little harshly into the thickest parts of his thighs. The ears and collar were easy to put on by himself, though his hands were shaking a little in anticipation because, as soon as he was done, he was crouching again in front of the drawer, choosing between the medium size and the larger size butt plugs, ultimately deciding on medium so that he could still enjoy getting stretched out by one of his boyfriends.
Ripping open the bedside table drawer, he grabbed the lube they kept there, ignoring the condoms for now and hopefully for the rest of the night, if he was truly going to be given a treat for his birthday. He was quick to bend over and reach behind himself, lathering two fingers with lube and sliding them into his hole with a light gasp, squeezing his eyes shut as his mouth fell open into a tiny oh as he pictured Kazutora and his long fingers working him open slowly and methodically. He scissored his fingers a couple times, purposely keeping his thrusts shallow, but he could already feel the warm ball forming in the pit of his stomach.
Grabbing the plug off of the bed, he whined as he removed his own fingers, like a fucking slut he thought, and quickly covered it with enough lube where the slide would be easy, but he wouldn’t get his tail messy and wet with it.
The stretch was intense at first, as it always is, and he caught himself holding his breath, quickly urging his lungs to release the air and suck in more as he got to the widest point of the plug. The low moan that was vibrating in his chest was involuntary, and there was no stopping the louder one when the plug finally fully sunk in all the way, his muscles settling around it in an attempt to accept the intrusive silicon.
His eyes were a little misty, and as he wiped his hands off on a towel, he blinked back any of the tears that had gathered there before reaching around and feeling the soft blonde fur of the tail, relishing in the fact that it was his.
Giving himself a final once over, fluffing his tail and straightening the collar, Chifuyu grinned in the mirror before walking over and opening the door as quietly as possible, trying to see if he could sneak toward the living room unnoticed so that their first indication what him standing right in front of them. Kazutora would, hopefully, still be seated on the couch facing the hallway, and Keisuke most likely took a seat in their oversized armchair, where his back would be facing where Chifuyu was going to be creeping out.
And hopefully both still fully clothed. Chifuyu’s dick twitched again at that thought, the idea of being the only one vulnerable and mostly undressed while his two larger boyfriends loomed over him, fully clothed and dominant, just egged him on even more. He needed to get some hands on him right this fucking second.
The blonde relaxed his body, widening his eyes a little and trying to put the most innocent and unassuming expression on his face, trying to pull out all of the stops to maximize on his promised birthday treats.
If the way Kazutora’s eyes widened and glazed the second he rounded the corner to the living room was any indication to his plan working, then it went off without a hitch.
“Fuck, Kitten, look at you.” Kazutora’s skin thrummed as he breathed out his words and his heart seized with equal parts excitement and incredible fondness. His mouth went dry, and he could feel the immediate tightness that was increasing rapidly in his jeans, fingers itching already to get all over and in his pet as soon as possible.
Keisuke’s head shot up from his phone so fast that he got a little dizzy as he swung his arm over the back of the chair, wheeling around to be met with one of the most beautiful sights he had ever had the privilege to lay his eyes on. His hand shot out immediately, palm up and fingers moving together with a light rubbing sound to entice his pet toward him, “Aw, baby, you’re so pretty. Come here, please.”
Chifuyu eagerly took his hand, and allowed Keisuke to pull him around to the other side of the chair where he was standing between his Master and his Daddy, both sets of dark, lust filled eyes raking down his body so hard that he could feel the weight as they rolled from head to toe. His brain was totally blank and malfunctioning the same way it did the first time he was able to put on his entire outfit just a few months ago, and he would never, ever grow tired of the feeling that he got when both of his boyfriends were completely focused on him and on each other, priority number one.
A line of curses fell beautifully from behind sharp teeth as Keisuke’s rough hands ran down his sides, turning him so that he was fully facing Kazutora as the large, calloused hands switched to trailing down his back all the way down to his ass.
“Look at me, Kitten.” Kazutora’s voice was almost so low that Chifuyu may have missed it if he wasn’t hyper-focused on every single noise that was coming out of the two other men in the room, and the tone was so deep that it sent shivers all the way down to his little cover toes.
The way Kazutora’s tongue flitted out to wet his lips made Chifuyu’s mouth water, and he was desperate to lick into that pink mouth, “Y- yes, Master.” He stuttered when he felt Keisuke’s hands reach his ass, spreading his cheeks to reveal his strained hole, his breath ghosting around him as he leaned forward to press a kiss to his tailbone.
Kazutora started palming himself through his jeans, sucking in air through his teeth with a his, and his breath stuttered lightly as Chifuyu’s eyes flitted down to watch his hands work, sliding from submissive and innocent to incredibly aroused so fast, “Keisuke, I wanna see.”
“Of course, of course, he’s beautiful.” He manhandled Chifuyu gently but eagerly and turned him to where he was finally facing those whiskey eyes, “Bend over for me, baby. Give me a kiss.”
Chifuyu whined as the plug shifted from the bending, and his mouth was more open and wet than he originally intended when he finally found Keisuke’s, eyes rolling back as his boyfriend’s tongue invaded his mouth in time with his hands opening his ass up wider again. He fingered under the straps around his cheeks, pulling them out so they slapped against his skin, and Chifuyu sank further against his lips, breathing heavily.
“Fuck, you’re going to look so good on your knees for me, Kitten, come here right now.” Keisuke gripped his ass one more time before slapping it roughly and releasing his lips. This was the hardest part for Chifuyu, the sharing. The going back and forth between the two. The choosing if he wanted to ignore whoever was calling him, not that he would ever play favorites, to stay with whoever was giving him amazing attention.
But he knew not to ignore his Master when he used a voice like that. He would get awarded greatly if he was a good boy and listened, but, if he didn’t, he knew that not even Keisuke could save him from whatever punishment Kazutora picked out - edging, nipple clamps, sounding even, if he broke a rule hard enough.
And that had only happened once before. Chifuyu was a Good Boy.
The second he landed in front of Kazutora’s spread legs, those nimble fingers stroked his collar bones, trickling down to play with both of his nipples through the almost non-existent fabric, squeezing roughly to pull a mewling sound from the blonde’s throat, “You’re so good, my pet. So pretty, so sexy. Did you have fun tonight?” He no longer made eye contact with Chifuyu, who gulped and tried to steady his voice before answering.
“Yes, Master, I had a great time.” Kazutora’s hands slid down the front of the lingerie, following the line of flowers until they met again right at the head of his crotch.
“Did you have fun whoring yourself out to all of your friends, especially Ryusei? Should we have invited him back here with us again?” Chifuyu’s eyes fluttered shut as Kazutora cupped his cock, not actually applying any pressure though.
“N-No,” He was already over-stimulated, still tipsy, and choking on his words. Sure, were the couple times that Ryu had joined them fucking fantastic and mindblowing - yes - but all he wanted for his birthday was to be showered in love by the two men he loved most in this world, “I only want to spend tonight with you and Daddy.” He blushed. He knew he sounded like a child and so so needy, but if someone didn’t put actual pressure on his cock right this second, he was going to cum from just being trapped between those two amazing sets of eyes.
“Oh, yeah?” Kazutora smirked again, and Chifuyu was starting to hyper-focus specifically on getting those fucking lips on his, “I love to hear that, Kitten. You’re usually so greedy when you’re drunk, but you know we love having you like this all to ourselves.” The smaller man nodded vigorously, the tag on his collar jingling against the little bell as he did, and it made Kazutora genuinely smile, tilting his head to the side so his own bell rang softly.
“Master, please,” His own voice sounded foreign to him with how high and needy it was, “Please, can you pet me, please. Or, or, can I have a treat. Please, please, please.” He knew the pleads were coming out almost incoherent and so desperate, but he needed something because he was basically fucking edging himself with the way the tight fabric rubbed against his skin, and the heavy buttplug that would shift every time he moved.
“Since you begged so sweetly, Kitten, come here.” Kazutora relaxed again into the couch, and Chifuyu took a second to admire just how fucking sexy his Master was. Confidence and cockiness seeped from every pore on his body, and he made the black tank top that hung loosely off of his body one of the sexiest things he had ever seen. The turtle neck he had been wearing to Chifuyu’s party was discarded in front of the couch off to the side, and he left his feet planted on the ground, shoes on, his legs closing so they were not as wide as before. He patted his lap lightly, cooing, “Come here, lap cat.”
The blonde was so disheveled and flushed and pretty, the exact way Kazutora and Keisuke both liked him when they were finally alone after nights out.
He straddled Kazutora on the couch, greedily accepting the fingers that were offered to him into his mouth, spit dripping down his chin already as Kazutora kneaded his other hand into his ass before stroking his tail, pulling just the slightest bit so that it jostled. “So good, such a good boy for me. You’re going to get so many birthday treats tonight.” Chifuyu keened at this, his eyes rolling back as he nodded eagerly.
They could hear the zipper of Keisuke’s pants pull down, and the relieved sigh from what they assumed was him touching himself to the sight of Chifuyu, mostly naked and dry humping Kazutora so hard it was ridiculous. Kazutora paid no attention to him, though, as he watched the pads of his fingers press down into Chifuyu’s tongue before sliding almost all of the way out, tracing wet lines over his lips before inserting them again, starting a slight rhythm to pump his fingers in and out as he pressed in at the base of tail. Chifuyu jolted, a full moan gurgling around the third finger added to his mouth as the buttplug hit directly on his prostate.
Kautora groaned quietly, leaning forward to kiss and bite at the junction of his neck and shoulder below the collar but leaving his fingers to continue their job.
“Pspsps, lap cat. Come here.” The deep voice chiming out behind Chifuyu curled in his stomach as he looked over to where Keisuke was sitting in the armchair, hand extended with his fingertips rubbing together quietly to beckon him over, “Come here, boy. You’re so pretty, so pretty, I just want to pet you.” Kazutora growled a little, meeting Keisuke’s eyes across the room as he begrudgingly removed his fingers from his pet’s mouth before sitting back on the couch again, keeping his hands to himself.
Chifuyu groaned and pulled himself off of his very beautiful boyfriend who had currently been doing God’s work by finger fucking his mouth, and he stumbled the couple steps over to his other radiant boyfriend who was sure to also live up to his promise of pets. When he reached him, large hands turned him around quickly, and he yelped as he was pulled down, back flat against Keisuke’s strong chest and buttplug once again prodding directing into that tricky bundle of nerves.
“Damn, Kazutora, you’re right, he is being such a good boy tonight.” He started by running his hands through Chifuyu’s soft hair, guiding him so his head rested softly against his chest and he could stick his face into Keisuke’s neck, “Look at your pretty ears, I’m so glad that Kazutora bought them for you.”
“I am- I am being such a good boy for you two, Daddy.” The smaller man hiccuped, lapping and nipping at the length of tan skin in front of him, trying desperately to leave as many marks as he could. Keisuke reached down, hooking both of his hands under the blonde’s thighs so that he brought his feet up to rest on top of his jean-covered knees, and Chifuyu squealed and writhed again as his full body weight was pressed down onto the plug. Strong hands went to his hips immediately, pressing him down to so hard he wasn’t able to continue moving
“Settle down, Kitten, don’t you want to put on a good show for your Master?” Keisuke and Kazutora hardly referred to each other by these names, so when they did, it made Chifuyu totally blank out. He opened his mouth to say anything, but all that came out was a jumbled moan as he looked over to see that Kazutora was now sitting forward on the couch, elbows pressed into his legs with his hands balled together in the middle. He pressed them to his mouth as he studied every small movement of Keisuke’s hands on Chifuyu’s body, and it was impossible to miss the way his cheeks were flushed behind his hands, looking both excited and very impatient.
“Daddy, plea-” His plea was strangled from his throat as Keisuke’s hands relocated up to his nipples, slipping under the sides of the fabric, and tweeting both buds harshly. One hand stayed as the other crept down, sliding behind the floral and lace to finally finally touch his cock proper.
“Hmm, can you see okay, love?” Much to Chifuyu’s utter humiliation, Keisuke stilled his hands just as he began to buck up into his palm, whining loudly when he couldn’t get any friction out of. He didn’t even register that his boyfriend was making sure Kazutora had a good view of the handjob that was about to last .02 seconds if he kept getting edged like this.
“Sure can, babe, thank you for checking.” As soon as the affirmation left Kazutora’s lips, Keisuke wrapped a large hand around Chifuyu’s dick, causing him to cry out in shock and thank fucking christ.
“Oh, baby, you’re already so fucking wet. Just from Tora’s fingers fucking your mouth? Or were you picturing him when you prepped yourself, too?” His pace was slow and teasing, but his grip was warm and tight so he already had Chifuyu very fucking close to orgasming.
“I - oh, fuck, Daddy please faster.” Keisuke’s hand picked up its pace, effectively ripping the words right out of Chifuyu’s chest.
“Keep going, Kitten.” Kazutora had propped his chin on his hands to study them now, and was smirking that fucking smirk that made Chifuyu almost come in his pants every time it was shot his way.
“I was thinking about them as I prepped myself, too.” The breath that Kazutora puffed out his nose was harsh and audible through the room, and Keisuke made sure to keep their eyes locked as he continued to jack-off their tiny boyfriend.
“You hear that, Tora? He’s being so good and honest, I think he wants a treat.” Chifuyu whined in agreement, trying to thrust up into Keisuke’s hand, though all his thrusts were doing was digging the plug deeper into himself. Kazutora grinned sideways, and stood, undoing his belt and pushing the zipper of his jeans down, scooting the pants low enough that he could remove his perfect, mouth watering cock from his pants so he could offer it to his pet.
When they first started dating, they were curious whose dick Chifuyu liked more, liked sucking more, liked riding more, and it was a very unhealthy competition. Not because they got jealous or mean, but because, if Chifuyu ever answered one over the other, he would get fucked into oblivion by the loser like they had something to prove. So, he stayed with his stance that both were perfect, beautiful magic makers, and he was lucky to have just one, let alone two of them all to himself.
“Kitten, shift like you’re riding me in reverse cowgirl, okay? Give me your ass.” Keisuke removed his hand much to Chifuyu’s disapproval, but he quickly shucked his pants and underwear down around his ankles as Chifuyu adjusted on his lap, sliding his feet back to tuck in the gap between the seat cushion and the back of the chair. Like this, their dicks rubbed together sweetly, and Keisuke let out a low groan to partner with the loud one that Chifuyu let out as soon as he felt Keisuke’s hand back on his dick, sliding the fabric to the side to release him, and holding both of them together in one hand, jerking lazily as he watched Kazutora approach.
“Open up,” He demanded between gritted teeth, stroking himself a few times before sliding the head of his cock along Chifuyu’s lips until they parted beautifully to let him in.
Chifuyu was nothing but absolutely ecstatic to have his dick in his mouth and he showed it, greedily slurping on it already, one hand pumping the base as he swirled his tongue and hollowed his cheeks. He moaned around him and Kazutora stepped even closer, forcing his dick further down his throat just as Keisuke picked up the speed, moaning behind him while pressing messy kisses into the exposed skin of his back.
Kazutora snuck a hand up into the back of his blonde hair, scratching affectionately at the undercut, “Such a good fuck pet, so good, so pretty, what a good boy we have here, huh? The best.” Chifuyu’s eyes closed and rolled back as the long fingers switched to fisting tightly in his longer hair, pulling and pushing in time with the way he was thrusting into the smaller wet hot mouth, but he opened them immediately as he felt Kazutora bend over, looking to the side as much as he could to watch as Kazutora’s other hand pulled on Keisuke’s long, black hair. Keisuke leaned in as much as he could, and they briefly sandwiched him together as they kissed all tongue and teeth.
Chifuyu moaned at this god-like image in front of him, and Kazutora reacted in turn to the vibrations around his dick by biting down harshly on Keisuke’s lip. This made Keisuke’s hand squeeze tighter for a second, and Chifuyu yelped, mouth falling open to pant and whine incoherently.
“I didn’t say you could fucking stop, did I?” Kazutora moved back slightly to lock his eyes with Chifuyu’s, keeping both of his hands fisted in his boyfriends’ locks, “Keisuke, I think he doesn’t want the treats were were going to give him tonight.”
“No, no, no I-” Chifuyu hurriedly reached for Kazutora’s dick again, sinking back down on it as far as he could go in this position.
“Are you sure, Kitten?” Keisuke’s voice was in his ear again, and his hand constricted around their dicks, “It sounds like you’re being a little ungrateful.”
“No, I promise, I want treats, please please.” He gasped out around the wetness of spit and precum that made his mouth slick, and whined pitfully as Keisuke picked up the pace to a relentless speed.
“Then hurry up and finish, pet. I’m getting bored.” Kazutora was really good at straight facing them, and he legitimately sounded like he was getting bored, so Chifuyu pulled out all of the stops he liked. Or as many as his brain could remember as he careened toward an orgasm himself.
After a few minutes of desperately trying to prove how badly he wanted Kazutora’s cum in his god damned mouth, he finally felt the taller man’s balls tighten along with the grip in his hair, and he was rewarded with a mouthful of cum on his tongue.
“Let me see it before you swallow,” Kazutora stepped back from both of them, and gripped Chifuyu’s jaw with a bruising force. He couldn’t wait to see them pop up in the mirror in the morning. Keisuke was still jerking him off at an unrelenting pace, and all of his muscles were spasmining, trying as hard as he could to hang in there, “Open your eyes and look at me, too.”
Chifuyu could feel that his eyes were probably crossed when he slid them back open, taking too long to focus on the melted honey in front of him and he stuck his tongue out, showing off the white spunk still sitting there.
“Good boy, now don’t waste a drop.” He tapped his finger on the underside of Chifuyu’s chin to signal he was good to swallow, and the boy eagerly did, not letting a single drop slide away anywhere but down his throat.
“Was that good, baby? Did you enjoy your first treat of the night?” Keisuke bit roughly down on his shoulder, and that was the end of it for Chifuyu for this round, cumming all over Keisuke’s hand and cock, which continued to jerk him through his orgasm and he mumbled quiet yes, thank you’s over and over and over until he was done, face pressed into Kazutora’s shirt as he stroked his hair and ears calmingly, “Good, now it’s my turn. Let’s go ahead and move to the bedroom, okay? On your back, on the bed.” He spanked Chifuyu as he scurried off of his lap, hips and jaw both aching and weak from being forced open too long.
His knees felt dumb, and he was happy to lay down on their bed, head at the end of the bed hanging off and ready to Keisuke to come fuck his throat. He knew exactly how Keisuke wanted him, this being one of their favorite things to do with or without the pet play, but Keisuke extra enjoyed the way the bell jingled as he fucked his mouth like this, watching his dick bulge in his throat.
When Keisuke rounded the corner of their room alone, Chifuyu could see that he hadn’t taken the time to clean his own cum off of the large cock, and he could already feel his dick twitch its attention again at the idea of having his own cum shoved into his mouth, “Are you ready for another treat, baby?”
“Yes, Daddy. Where’s my Master, he doesn’t want to see?” Keisuke chuckled and lined himself up in front of Chifuyu’s mouth, holding himself straight at the base.
“He’s cleaning up your mess, baby. You kind of got cum all over the chair and floor.” They both laughed heartily for a second, love blooming in Chifuyu’s chest as the beautiful sound of his boyfriend’s giggles filled the air around them like a break in the night.
But, before the giggles could die all the way off of Keisuke’s tongue, he stepped forward and pressed the head of his dick into his boyfriend’s mouth, muffling any noises that may have wanted to slip out. He moaned as he looked down to watch his little slut of a pet take his entire cum covered cock into his mouth smoothly, not gagging or choking a single time, even when he was all the way up to his base and could see his head poking up against the skin of his throat.
“Sorry, Kitten, you just looked so good, I couldn’t help myself. Tap me if you need, okay?” He grabbed one of Chifuyu’s hands and made sure it could reach his thigh, receiving a thumbs up with the other one.
Chifuyu breathed through his nose, tears prickling the corners of his eyes already as he struggled to accommodate all of his boyfriend into his throat and not pass out due to lack of oxygen, though he loved the euphoric, light headed feeling he got when he knew he was suffocating around Keisuke.
Keisuke began to thrust slowly and gently, making sure he was comfortable before leaning forward and tweaking his sensitive nipples under the fabric again, enjoying the way it made his dick feel when it was that deep in him to enjoy the vibration of the tiny moans he was barely letting out.
As soon as he felt like Chifuyu had acclimated, he began to thrust harder, snapping his hips forward quicker and setting a relentless pace, trying not to already be teetering on the edge as he listened to the sound of his balls smacking up against Chifuyu’s skin every time he would bottom out.
Tears had started to stream down Chifuyu’s face - or up it, actually, since he was currently hanging upside down, but he didn’t mind. It just added to his inability to breath and the dizzying effect that he was already getting to experience this early into getting his throat fucked.
“Dang, baby, you’re already getting so hard again. You like my cock that much?” Keisuke’s voice sounded so rough and strained already, and that made Chifuyu’s dick twitch even more with the knowledge that he was the one making him feel like that, “Love your cute little tail peaking out where I can see it, and your stupid stockings. All of it.” He started thrusting harder, and stood back up all the way, hands moving from Chifuyu’s nipples to rest at the base of his throat and skull, holding his head in place as he listened to the little bell chime every time he fucked into his boyfriend.
“Fuck, what an amazing sight.” A shadow passed in front of Chifuyu’s eyes and he tried to open them to squint through the tears, barely making out that not only had both of his boyfriends ditched their shoes and pants, but that Kazutora had sauntered up behind Keisuke, no doubt reaching around to play with his nipples and suck a mark into his throat.
Judging on the deep groan Keisuke let out, and the small shift to the side, Chifuyu was correct in his belief that Kazutora was absolutely doing something to Keisuke. Sloppy kissing noises bled out from above him, and god damn, Chifuyu was such a sucker for watching, or listening to in this case, his boyfriends doing absolutely anything to each other, because he could now feel that he was completely hard again, ready to go a second round.
The shadow moved from in front of him, and the bed shifted next to his legs, light touches feathering up his legs as Keisuke slowed down considerably. Chifuyu whined desperately as he immediately missed the feeling of his throat being full, but Kazutora shushed him aggressively.
“Give me his legs, babe.” They were talking about him like he wasn’t there, like they were just using him, but Chifuyu enjoyed it, enjoyed being their pet, their sex toy. Wanted to be forever. He felt Kazutora push up under his knees, pressing them up to his ears and essentially folding him in half. Chifuyu moaned loudly as he felt Keisuke’s hands switch off with Kazutora’s, holding him in place with his knees to his chest, making it basically impossible for him to take any form of deep breath.
Keisuke pressed a kiss on the cute pads on the underside of the socks, and marveled down at the image below him. His wrecked blondie pressed into the bed, sucking on his dick like it was the only thing that mattered to him, and his strong, beautiful tiger, who was currently grabbing the lube out of the drawer and moving in between their smaller boyfriend’s open legs.
The way that Chifuyu screamed around his dick as Kazutora quickly grabbed the tail and pulled, removing the plug in one fell swoop, made Keisuke almost break, trying so hard to hold on so that they could fuck him at the same time. But when his boyfriends make noises like that, he tends to lose it a little. His hips stuttered and slapped roughly a couple times before he gritted his teeth so hard he felt like they may crack, urging himself desperately to slow the fuck down for two seconds.
“Fuck, Kitten, your hole is so beautiful, but I think I may need to stretch you out a little more.” Kazutora stroked Chifuyu’s thigh as the other man keened and tried to form words around his length, but Keisuke grunted, head falling to his chest as he breathed heavily through his nose and shook his head.
“Babe, I kind of need you to hurry up here, I am not long for this.” Kazutora looked up at him with a glint in his eye and shrugged, lathering his dick up with lube instead of his fingers.
“You hear that, Kitten? You’re doing so well that your Daddy can’t seem to last much longer, so I’m just going to have to-” He cut himself off by shoving his full length into Chifuyu, using his hips to pull down as he pushed in, “Oh, fuck, Fuyu. Shit, you’re still so tight.” There was a muffled sob from in between Keisuke’s legs, and he squeezed his eyes shut, using the knees he was holding as leverage to set a relentless pace, groaning low in his chest as he could feel his orgasm building back up quickly.
“Kiss me, Tora, fuck - Kiss me, kiss me.” His mouth gaped open, wet and red from biting, and Kazutora’s looked almost exactly the same, leaning forward while biting his lip before their mouths crashed together over their pet, both of them thrusting in as roughly as they could.
With the sound of another choked sob, Keisuke emptied himself, sloppy thrusts rolling him through the orgasm before he pulled away, stumbling back until he was sitting in one of the chairs that Kazutora had fought them to put in the room - he would never admit that they were a good idea.
Chifuyu looked positively wrecked, face red and wet as he sobbed, spit and tears mixing on his face as he looked like a fish out of water. He was gasping for air, Kazutora easing up a little and letting his legs fall around his hips so he could open up his chest more, “You did so good baby, so good. Did you like your treats? When your Daddy is ready, we have one more surprise for you.” Chifuyu’s groan sounded more like a sob as he nodded and wiggled up onto the bed so that his head was no longer hanging.
“Please, please, Master! Anything - Anything you want to do to me. Just, please, I’ve been so good, please touch my dick.” Kazutora tsk’d as he slowly fucked into him, way more gentle as he had been before, and walked two of his fingers up Chifuyu’s cock, starting at the base and finishing with a very light pinch at the head.
“No, I’m sorry Kitten, you’re going to come untouched this time. I promise.” He slowed his thrusts down until he almost wasn’t moving, and bent forward, covering Chifuyu with his body as he held his face in his hands, “You are so beautiful, my baby boy. We are so so lucky to have you in our lives.” He pressed a soft, loving kiss into Chifuyu’s wrecked lips, and felt the other man’s arms wrap around his neck, playing with his long multicolored hair that had fallen out of the bun when Keisuke and him had been kissing.
They stayed like this for a little bit, just sharing soft kisses and small I love you’s until Keisuke walked back in with two cups of water.
“Why don’t you get him up on your lap, Tora. I’m almost ready.” He watched as Kazutora lifted Chifuyu like a rag doll and situated him in his lap, never taking his dick out of him. Impressive, really.
Chifuyu moaned again as he settled on top, knees pressing into the bed as he moved his hips in a circular motion gently, “What’re we doing, Daddy?” He sounded chipper as he bounced gently, and Keisuke grinned, getting off on the fact that his boyfriend was so willing and excited to do everything with them always. Kazutora let out tiny little moans every time he moved, and he gripped at Chifuyu’s hips to keep him still.
“Well, baby, right now you’re going to stop riding Tora and drink some water.” Chifuyu pouted, but stilled and took the cup of water before turning to Kazutora and shrugging.
“I love being your cute little cock warmer anyway.” Kazutora’s hand flew to Chifuyu’s face, and he pulled him in, kissing him breathless before pulling away and pressing his thumb to the blonde’s lips.
“Shh, Kitten, don’t say shit like that. I need to last a little longer, and I will not if you talk like that.” Chifuyu smirked, and bit his thumb lightly before running his tongue against the rough pad and pulling away to chug half of the glass in one go.
“Okay, baby, you ready?” Keisuke took the glasses from them and set them on the bed side table as Chifuyu nodded excitedly, cocking his head to the side, “Tora, you’re going to have to lay down.”
“Yeah, yeah, I know, don’t order me around right now.” The grin he shot Keisuke was sharp, indicating that he was joking but also partially serious as he pressed on Chifuyu’s hips again, holding him in place as he shimmied them down enough on the bed so Kazutora could lay down, “Go ahead and enjoy yourself, Kitten.” He patted his hips, and Chifuyu beamed.
“Yes, sir!” He moaned the second he lifted himself up to fall back down onto Kazutora’s dick, hands spread across his beautifully toned stomach that was still covered by the black tank top, “Can - Can you please take this off, Master? I want - you’re so gorgeous, I wanna see.” And who could say no to such a good boy.
Kazutora barely shifted to remove his shirt, and Chifuyu’s hands were on his chest and abs immediately, roaming everywhere as he gasped sweetly, eyes wide as he marveled at the flawless skin under his fingertips.
“It’s like you’ve never seen me shirtless before.” He chuckled breathlessly, hands resting lightly on Chifuyu’s hips as he bounced.
“I - Yeah, you’re just so-” Chifuyu couldn’t even finish his sentence, leaning forward and pressing another set of soft kisses to Kazutora’s lips, licking in to explore every spot.
Keisuke watched for a second before crawling onto the bed behind Chifuyu and in between Kazutora’s legs, spreading a wide, hot hand on the base of Chifuyu’s back and pressing, “Stay like that, Kitten, okay? Keep kissing Tora and stay bent over.” He uncapped the lube, and dripped some more onto Chifuyu’s hole and Kazutora’s cock. Using his pointer finger to spread it around a little before he pressed in, he watched as the muscle resisted, then gave in to his finger, allowing it to slide in next to Kazutora.
“Keisuke!” Chifuyu tried to shoot up, but Kazutora had preemptively wrapped his arms around him, keeping him in place, “What’re you doing?”
“Do you want to stop, baby? Use our safe word if you’re serious.” Keisuke continued to pump his finger slower, but Kazutora had stopped any movements from them entirely, one hand up and stroking Chifuyu’s hair as he cooed quietly, “Remember a couple months ago what you brought up to us, and Keisuke was too worried his big, manly cock would be too much for you?”
Keisuke used his clean hand to slap his boyfriend’s thigh and shake his head, but he continued his movements until he was absolutely certain that Chifuyu was uninterested, which he had not made apparent yet, “Double pen?” Chifuyu’s voice was a whisper, and he stared down into Kazutora’s eyes with such wonder and awe, it was almost as if he had never imagined it as a possibility.
“Do you want to, Kitten?” Keisuke stroked his hip in an attempt to be soothing as he pressed a second finger in, feeling how the muscles were straining around them.
Chifuyu almost choked over his own tongue as he basically yelled, “Yes, yes, absolutely yes!” Both Keisuke and Kazutora laughed, the latter pulling him down again to kiss him.
“Then stay still for us while Keisuke preps you, okay? And please use the safe word if you need to.” Chifuyu nodded, but Keisuke stopped pumping his fingers.
“I need you to say it out loud, baby.”
“Yes, Daddy, I will use mochi if I need to tap out.” Keisuke began to pump his fingers again, adding a third one as he heard Chifuyu let out a strangled sigh into Kazutora’s mouth before Tora licked up into him.
“How does it feel, Kitten?”
“Mmm- tight, Daddy, so tight.” He wiggled back to meet Keisuke’s fingers, and Kazutora gasped lightly under him, trying himself to fight just blindly fucking up into him. He pressed all of his fingers together making them as thick as possible, and rocked them roughly up into him, urging a moan from both of them as the slide against Kazutora’s dick was smooth and the stretch for Chifuyu burned in the best way.
“You ready, baby?” Keisuke’s mouth watered, and he pleaded quietly in his head that his boyfriend was ready because his cock ached again already. He watched as Chifuyu greedily accepted his fingers, and even rocked back into them, fucking himself down on Kazutora’s dick at the same time.
“Yes, he’s ready, Baji fuck.” Kazutora sounded like he was about to fucking die, and Keisuke laughed, leaning down to press a kiss to his knee.
“Who can’t last much longer now?” The both laughed but were quickly shut up when Chifuyu pushed back rougher than any time before, and tossed his head back, moaning loudly.
“Daddy, please put your dick inside of me right fucking now.” That made Keisuke’s mouth go dry and his brain go numb, everything leaving his brain at once as he removed his fingers and quickly uncapped the lube again.
Chifuyu waited with bated breath, having to remind himself to breathe through it and not hold his breath, and he buried his face into Kazutora’s neck, breathing in through his nose and relishing in the comforting scent of mint lavender shampoo. He was panicking, but he was overly excited and hadn’t had time to prepare his heart. Everything in his body felt like exclamation points, and he wanted to run, but he could feel Keisuke settling back against them, gently easing himself against his entrance.
The first time he caught under the stretched ring, all three of them gasped and stilled, and Keisuke left his head there, eyes wide and marveling at the whole sight of it, “I’m going to push in a little, okay?” Chifuyu moaned into Kazutora’s neck as his answer, and Kazutora continued to paint shapes on his back with his finger tips, whispering sweet nothings into his ear.
Breathe, breathe, breathe Chifuyu chanted to himself in his head as he felt Keisuke continue on, pushing past the initial pop, and Kazutora snickered to himself.
“You don’t realize you’re saying that out loud do you?” He whispered, not trying to air Chifuyu’s dirty laundry, and pressed a sweet kiss into his temple. Chifuyu’s laugh was barely that, mostly breath, as he nodded, choosing to focus strictly on sucking a massive hickey into the tattoo under him instead of how he continued to feel more and more pushed past his limit.
He felt so fucking stretched, and it felt like hours until Keisuke stopped, bottoming out all the way inside of him. All three of them were breathless, and it wasn’t until he moved his face and felt the wetness in Kazutora’s hair that Chifuyu realized he was crying again. He heard the cap of the lube pop, and felt as Keisuke drizzled more on the base of both of the cocks buried deep inside of him.
“Okay, Kitten, you let us know whe-”
“Fucking move,” Chifuyu lifted his head again to make sure both of them heard him, and immediately tucked in back into the shoulder below him, making his body as relaxed and limp as possible so that they could move around him.
“Mouthy for a little boy who is getting exactly what he wanted for his birthday.” Kazutora mused, and met Keisuke’s eyes above them, nodding himself, and testing the waters with a little thrust. When no one imploded, Keisuke started to move as well. The sensation of being hugged so tight by Chifuyu’s ass and the sweet slide against Kazutora’s cock was something that no one could have prepared him for, and he thrust back in a little harder than intended.
Chifuyu started to moan again, one long, unbreaking noise blooming deep from his chest until he punctuated it with another guttural scream, scrambling up as best as he could to sob down incoherently at Kazutora.
“Baby, you’re doing so well, look at you, so pretty crying over our cocks.” Kazutora reached back to stroke at his undercut again and straightened the ears before Keisuke’s hand joined him, caressing the blonde locks and down onto his shoulders, trying to be as comforting as possible.
“Fuck, so full, so full.” Chifuyu’s mouth hung open, spit gathering on his lips as both of them fucked unapologetically into him now, and all of his breaths came out as little whines, sounding more and more like a porn star as his fingertips dug into Kazutora’s shoulders, “Every - ah- every time you move it hits my fucking prostate. I feel like I can’t breathe.”
Keisuke groaned, and tossed his head back, hands sliding forward to grab Chifuyu’s hips as leverage, “You’re so fucking tight, Fuyu, Jesus Christ.”
Chifuyu moaned again, and looked back over his shoulder, giving Keisuke the dirtiest look he had ever fucking seen, eyes glossy and half lidded, tears streaming down his flushed cheeks, all because of what they were doing, “Does it feel good for you, too? Both of you taking me at the same time? Making me yours together?”
Kazutora moaned so fucking dirty it was unholy, and he pulled Chifuyu down, kissing him like nothing else mattered. Keisuke was only a little jealous that he couldn’t kiss either of them in this position, but not really, because he had the best view in the fucking house for this.
“Please - ah - Daddy, Master, don’t stop. Don’t fucking stop, don’t stop, pleasepleaseplease-” He knew he was speaking gibberish at this point, but he couldn’t help it, his whole body was filled with his boyfriends’ dicks, including his brain, “I’m gonna come, please, can I come?” He was still so polite as he begged, and Keisuke took it upon himself to give express permission.
“Absolutely baby, do you think you can come untouched?” He mewled again, and bit down into Kazutora’s shoulder hard, causing the other man to suck in a breath and throw his head back, eyes rolling closed and grip tightening impossibly around the smaller man. Almost immediately, there was a sticky warmth seeping between them, and Chifuyu stiffened, forgetting to breathe as he made the most pitiful, breathless, choked noises and clenched around both of them.
“Breathe, baby, breathe through it, come on. You’re so good, you’re doing so good for us, taking us so so well.” Kazutora was babbling, and Keisuke could feel his hips stuttering before he pressed his head back into the pillow again, slamming up roughly a few more times as he came as deep as he could all over Keisuke’s cock that was still working in and out.
Keisuke looked down at his dick, cursing as he started to see cum mixing in with the slick from the lube, and he bit his lip, leaning forward as far as he could, and biting at whatever bare skin he could find as he quickly followed both of his boyfriends, mixing his cum with Kazutora’s inside of Chifuyu.
They all sat there for a second, catching their breaths, Chifuyu still crying softly as he tried to slow his breathing.
“Are you okay, Fuyu?” Keisuke slid out of him slowly, causing everyone to hiss, and he laid next to their little puppy pile, removing the ears from Chifuyu’s head and pushing sweaty matted bangs off of his forehead.
“Yeah I - I think I blacked out there for a second.” He laughed, and then exhaled some more, “I think I’m going to need you to help me get up off of Tora, though.” Keisuke sat up, and pressed several kisses to Chifuyu’s face and lips before helping him slide off, laying him down next to Kazutora who immediately got up to go to the bathroom to retrieve a few hot towels.
“You did so well, baby, happy birthday.” Chifuyu smiled up at him tiredly, looking totally blissed out and on another planet, “I’m going to get you out of this so Tora can clean you up when he gets back, okay?” He just nodded sleepily, eyes slipping closed as Keisuke started to slip the lingerie down his body.
Once Kazutora returned and cleaned them up, they helped him get into an adorable oversized shirt of Keisuke’s and a pair of boxer briefs, letting him settle in the middle of their bed before crowding in as close as they could to watch a movie and smoke the joint that Kazutora had pre-rolled while Chifuyu was in the shower.
“Did you have a good birthday, sweetie?” Kazutora asked as he passed the joint to their disheveled, fucked out, absolutely broken looking boyfriend who just nodded and took a hit with his still swollen lips.
“I think we broke him, Tora.” Keisuke laughed, taking the joint, “Did we break you, Fuyu?”
“Yeah,” His voice sounded distant, but he looked so content and happy, like he could die totally fulfilled right this second, “Yeah, you guys really did.”