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“It’s a bit ridiculous, innit?” Will rhetorized, looking in awe at the sight below him.
It was ridiculous. So ridiculous. If only James could speak, he would express that thought. Sadly, he couldn’t, seeing as George fucking Clarkey was currently giving him what could be classified as The Best Blowjob Of His Entire Life. He sucked his breath in as George swirled his tongue under his sensitive head.
James looked down at George. Even though they just started, George looked almost completely wrecked already. His eyes were blown, and his lips were swollen red, moist with saliva. As James’ eyes travelled lower, he saw how George’s whole body was flushed red. His pecks looked wonderful in the dim light of the room, almost dreamlike. He would never imagine he could have George like this, on his knees and practically drooling all over him. He looked even lower and saw that George’s dick was straining against his boxers. It looked ridiculously hard and large.
James had a thought. With the way George was sucking on him, he must have been getting off on it. He did it like his life depended on it, like George’s entire existence depended on whether or not he could lick James just the right way. Just as the thought came, George suckled on his head in a way that made him moan, wanton.
Utterly fucking ridiculous.
It’s not that James thought that George would be bad at sex. On the contrary, there were moments here and there where he imagined what it would be like to have him in bed. What? He couldn’t help it. George was too hot for his own good. The thing that made the whole situation ridiculous was just how fucking good George was at sucking cock. It really should’ve been impossible. How could he have known exactly how to treat his partner after maybe a minute and a half of having their genitals in his mouth? As James thought probably a million times already – ridiculous. At this point James was prone to believe that all the pen and gum chewing that George did made him so good at fellatio. Maybe he should ask him for tips?
James turned his eyes from the man below him to the one next to him. Will was completely naked, just as James was. He laid back on James' bed and leisurely stroked himself, watching the scene in front of him with what could only be described as pure, unbridled arousal. Seeing George give James a blowie was probably like the peak of his sexual fantasies, best thing since sliced bread. His form was also flushed, but much more open, unashamed. He felt comfortable with both of them, maybe too much for his own good.
It was all his idea after all. Even though they were somewhat friends, George and James never really considered each other as viable sexual options before. They mostly knew each other and spoke through Will. However, when Will felt that wonderful hot mouth on himself for the first time, he had to share the experience with James. One thing led to the other and they were currently in James’ Brighton apartment, having a gay threesome on a random Thursday.
Isn’t life so beautiful sometimes?
“He’s taking it like he was made for it,” James hummed, finally feeling coherent enough to express his thoughts. Will grinned at his words and George whimpered, sucking harder for a split second. ‘Interesting’ thought James.
“That’s ‘cause he was..” Will said, grinning and gently carding his hands through George’s locks. “Good for nothin’ but sucking dick.” He accentuated the sentence by pulling on the hair and burying George almost all the way down James. The man moaned in response. He so clearly loved getting used like a toy by the other two.
The sound made James look down and make an observation. George wasn’t touching himself at all. Both of his hands were working James, one on his shaft and the other fondling his balls. Any pleasure that George was experiencing came solely from sucking James off. And wasn’t that a nice thought. He briefly wondered if George could actually come completely untouched, just as he was right now. That sure was a concept to explore later.
Suddenly, George pulled off his cock with an absolutely obscene sound. He looked up at James through his eyelashes, expression absolutely dazed, eyes watery and lips parted. He took the dick into his mouth again and slowly, intently, suckled on the head. James did not know what he was playing at, and at that point he was too scared to find out.
“James, you taste so good,” George mused, smirking at the man above him. “I could sit here with you down my throat all fucking day.” To prove truth to his words, he took James’ dick and slapped it on his tongue a few times, before deepthroating it in one go.
James could swear he would start going crazy any second now.
He looked over to Will for any kind of support, but he was only met with a stupid, shit eating grin he was so used to.
“I told you mate, he’s really got it,” Will snickered.
Before James could answer, George was pulling off his cock once again, grabbing his attention.
“Can you please pull my hair?” He quite literally begged, taking James’ right hand and leading it to his own head. “And don’t be gentle.” He added, before sinking back on the cock.
Who was James to deny such a good offer?
“Since you asked so nicely...” He muttered, trying to get back the last bit of control he still could. He gripped the hair and started leading George’s head up and down his dick, at a pace that fit him best. All George could do was whine at the newfound pleasure and rhythm. He quickly adjusted himself to James, very eager to please.
“Really makes you wonder where he learned to do all that,” James muttered, though he knew he would never get an answer from the man himself. He seemed way too focused on pleasing him anyway (not like James was complaining, obviously).
“Are you kiddin’ me? With a face like that? He’s probably been sucking cock for years now.” Will answered, not entirely truthful but also not totally joking. It made James wonder if he knew the actual answer to the question. The two were much closer with each other than he was with Clarke, after all.
George worked his way up and down James’ shaft, absolutely loving the attention that they were giving him. He lost himself in James’ rough pushes of his head, how he was controlling him like a doll. The sting of his hair being pulled was marvellous, exactly the right amount of pleasure and pain. He closed his eyes and focused on pleasuring James. Focused on swirling his tongue around the shaft, on hollowing his cheeks out just the right way. He could hear the man huff and whimper above him, and he literally couldn’t think of a better place to be on earth.
“Look at him, Jamie.” George almost couldn’t tell what Will was saying with how softly he was speaking. James looked down at him and they made eye contact. “He’s making you feel so good, think about how good he would feel if you fucked him.” Will knew exactly what he was doing, both to James and George. “His hole is so tight, Jamie, so tight and warm,” he murmured. James moaned at the words, imagining how good George would look under him. How nice it would be to have him whining, begging for James’ cock in his ass.
George looked down, trying to focus on sucking the cock as expertly as he possibly could. The hot head hit the back of his throat over and over, but it was no problem for a throat goat like George. He got rid of his gag reflex a long time ago. He just swallowed around the head and took what was given to him. He continued for a moment, but when the men were both silent for a bit too long, he looked up.
Oh fuck, holy shit. Fuck. Will and James were making out. Right in front of him, all the while he had the latter’s cock down his throat. He observed how James was breathing desperately into Will’s mouth, how he didn’t even try holding the moans in anymore. He was clearly nearing his peak.
“Ah, fuck, George I’m close-!” James moaned, not caring about dignity or how loud he was being. He looked like he was about to let George off of his cock to give him a choice of whether he wanted James’ cum inside him or not, but something interrupted him. George saw Will reach out to him and push his head down so that his nose was buried in James’ pubes, forced to swallow all that was given to him. As he was held down, he felt James slowly but forcefully rock into his mouth, riding out his orgasm and shooting cum straight down his throat. It might just have been the literal hottest thing that has ever happened to him.
“You did so good for us,” Will said, kissing his forehead after George was finally allowed to pull off. “Show James how well you swallowed everything,” He commanded, and George could do nothing but obey.
Will pulled away, allowing for George and James to make eye contact again. James looked absolutely spent, cheeks flushed, mouth open and panting, eyes still cloudy. George supposed he probably didn’t look much better. Not breaking eye contact, he slowly opened his mouth and rolled his tongue out, to show James that no cum was left in his mouth. He swallowed everything like a good boy.
James cursed to himself at the sight and laid back on the bed, palms of his hands digging into his eye sockets. George took that as a sign of a job well done.
As James calmed, Will decided to take care of George and his poor, abandoned dick. He made him get up and stripped him of his boxers, cock springing free right as they came off. At this point George was so pliant that he would do anything Will asked him to. Will sat back on the bed and George knew immediately what to do. He climbed on top of him and positioned himself so that their dicks aligned perfectly with each other.
Will crudely spat in his hand and took both of them in his hand, stroking them at the same time. George moaned and buried his head in the crook of Will’s neck. He finally got the pleasure he craved for so long and holy shit, was it worth it. The rough hand and friction of Will’s dick against his own felt heavenly.
He couldn’t get comfortable for very long, because soon enough he was being pulled away by his locks. He was so spent that he couldn’t really do anything about it, just go with what the other man wanted of him. He noticed that the one pulling him away was clearly James because 1. Will’s both hands were on him, one stroking them, the other holding him down by the hip and 2. because sooner than he could think about it, he felt James’ lips on his own, pulling him into a desperate kiss.
Well, probably only desperate from George’s side.
His whimpers grew and he panted more and more into James’ mouth as he felt his big, gym calloused hands all over his body. He ran his palms up George’s thighs, up his chest and all over his torso. He brushed against his nipples a few times, tweaking them lightly and making George’s breath hitch.
Before he could alarm the others, George was cumming all over Will’s hand. Not long after, Will himself came.
George collapsed onto Will, who collapsed onto the bed behind them. They panted heavily against each other, completely content.
As Will muttered sweet nothings into his hair, George briefly registered James leaving the room, probably to get a wet rag to clean them and himself up.
After a really long time, George could admit that he was ridiculously, truly happy.