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The morning passes without incident, but you assume Yuuji told Aoi that you were in, given the shift in the atmosphere. It’s not until early evening when they start to make their moves.
You’re all together in the living room watching television on the couch after a long day of giving Aoi a tour of the city. You’re leaning into Yuuji, head on his shoulder and foot hooked over his ankle. You think a reality show is playing? Or a rom-com? But you’re too nervous to pay attention. Maybe nervous isn’t the right word, excited might be better. You’re almost shivering with anticipation.
And finally, the moment comes.
Yuuji leans against you, subtly pushing you into Aoi instead of him. Once your head hits his shoulder, Aoi wraps his arm around your waist. Then he leans into you and asks,
“Is this okay?”
“Yeah, it’s perfectly fine,” you say, attempting to be coy. But your excitement is getting the better of you. Whatever nerves you had about this last night are disappearing as it’s starting.
.
“Good,” Aoi replies, and you feel his fingers start to brush against the skin on your arms. You can also feel Yuuji staring holes into where your skin is meeting. There are a few moments of silence, where you all pretend to pay attention to the cop drama? on the television instead of the static electricity in the air.
After what feels like a lifetime, but is probably only a few seconds, Yuuji pounces.
“I’m so sorry, I can’t wait anymore!” He squeaks out before crashing your lips against his. He’s usually very enthusiastic when you kiss, but tonight he is especially so - probably because he feels like he has to give Aoi a show.
You’re pressed with your back against Aoi’s chest and your front against Yuuji as he practically devours you, all tongue and teeth. When you pull back, there’s a little line of spittle connecting your lips. You can’t decide if it’s gross or not, but it is definitely hot.
Yuuji's eagerness sends a jolt through you, and you can feel the heat radiating from Aoi's body behind you. The room is charged with anticipation, and realizing this is happening adds an electrifying energy to the air.
You go to catch your breath, but Yuuji dives right back in. Simultaneously, Aoi's fingers continue their gentle exploration along your side, leaving a trail of tingling sensations. His touch is deliberate yet soft, and you find yourself almost mewling into the dual stimulation of both Yuuji's intense kiss and Aoi's lingering caresses. It’s already so overwhelming in the best way, and you aren’t sure how you’re going to make it through the night.
Yuuji pulls away, his eyes filled with a mix of desire and affection. "Sorry, I got carried away," he admits, a sheepish grin on his face.
"No need to apologize," you reply, breathless and smiling. “You can keep going.”
Aoi leans in, his lips finding the sensitive spot on your neck, and you let out a soft gasp.
“Is this okay?” Aoi asks again, and you’re about to respond - Yes! - before you realize he’s looking Yuuji right in the eyes, making sure he’s okay with all of this.
Yuuji pulls away from you to respond, “Yeah man, you’re about to do a whole lot more than just that.” His eyes meet yours and he winks, conveying a playful promise of what's to come, before he resumes kissing you with renewed fervor.
The moment is great, but Aoi is a little too pressed against the back of the couch to really be a part of the action.
Yuuji, breaking your kiss yet again, suggests with a breathless chuckle, "There's not enough room on this couch for what we have in mind. How about we move this to the bedroom?"
The proposal hangs in the air, and you find yourself nodding in agreement. Yuuji backs up to give you room to stand, but Aoi practically picks you up to place you on the ground. You aren’t mad about his display of strength, instead it makes your mouth dry with arousal. Super buff guys have never been your type, but tonight might change that.
You’re pulled away from your thoughts with a tug from Yuuji on your hand as he leads you into your bedroom. Not even a moment passes after you step inside before he starts grasping at your clothes.
“I need these off, now. Please. I can’t wait anymore,” he practically begs while pulling your shirt over your head. You reach to unhook your bra, only to find Aoi’s fingers already tangling with the clasps. His fingers are trembling a little bit, and you can’t tell if it’s anticipation, fear, or arousal. You selfishly hope it’s a little of all three.
Yuuji practically shoves you to the bed, trying to get you to lie down so he can throw your pants off of you.
You let out a giggle at his enthusiasm. “You don’t need to go so fast!” you tease.
He has the courtesy to pause and blush before responding, “I’m just so excited. Do you want me to slow down?” He asks, not to you but to Aoi.
“I don’t mind either way,” Aoi says, and you turn to find that he has taken his pants off while Yuuji was busy with yours.
“Okay, okay, cool,” Yuuji manages to get out, before throwing both your bottoms and underwear off of you. Though he isn’t as physically imposing as Aoi, he is just as strong. He wastes no time flinging his clothes off until you’re both fully nude and Aoi is just in his boxers.
Everyone’s arousal is apparent and it seems like everything is a go, but Yuuji abruptly stops. “Um… I’m not. I’m not sure what to do from here?” he asks to the room. “I’ve never done this before.”
You’ve never done it before either, so you aren’t sure how to respond.
Aoi is the one who breaks the spell. “You can touch her while I watch. Show me what she likes,” he suggests, his voice low and husky.
“Yeah, thanks,” Yuuji responds, smiling nervously, “You’ve always been better at plans than me.” He lets out a little laugh.
“That’s why I’m here,” Aoi smiles. “Well that and-” he stops speaking and instead gestures to you on the bed. It sends a shiver through you, and you tug Yuuji towards you, eager to get started.
“You excited, baby?” Yuuji teases, smiling.
“Yeah,” you reply. “So please get started.”
“Whatever the lady wants!”
Yuuji dives into you, his bare chest hitting yours, and his hands tracing up and down your thighs. Aoi doesn’t move from the sidelines of the bed, but his eyes stare holes into your body. It flusters you a little bit, and you move your hands to cover yourself.
“What are you doing, pretty girl? There’s no need for you to feel embarrassed,” Yuuji says, grinding himself against your legs a little bit.
“I know, it’s just… a little strange for someone to be watching me.”
“Then don’t pay attention to him,” Yuuji suggests, grabbing your face and facing you towards him. “He’ll be quiet. You just be a good girl and focus on me.” Aoi nods silently along with Yuuji’s words. “Besides,” Yuuji tacks on, “you’re gorgeous. There’s absolutely nothing for you to feel embarrassed about.”
“Alright,” you say smiling, though your blush doesn’t disappear. Yuuji smiles, then starts to kiss down your body, starting at your neck. You try to keep your eyes and mind on him, not Aoi, but it’s hard. Yuuji notices that your mind is elsewhere and, instead of commenting on it again, chooses to speed up his movements and get to your sex quicker, almost skipping over your breasts and stomach completely.
You’re into it, of course, but the hum of lingering anxiety keeps you from paying total attention until you feel Yuuji’s tongue against your thigh. The sensation snaps you away from your thoughts and completely into the moment, and you subconsciously raise your hips towards him a little bit.
“There’s my girl,” he praises, smiling. You look down to make eye contact with him between your thighs, right as his tongue hits your opening and licks all the way up against it. You give out a gasp, then thread your fingers through his hair, edging him on.
You can feel him smile against you, and he starts to eat you out in earnest. Yuuji’s never been one to take things slow, and you can’t help but be thankful for that right now. You’re focused totally on Yuuji and his ministrations, and it feels amazing. He’s not afraid to get completely into it, moaning against your sex and continuing to grind himself up against your leg.
Feeling his arousal from just pleasing you makes you even wetter. You’re getting really into it and starting to grind into his face when he pulls away. You hear yourself whine at the loss of contact.
“Sorry,” he mummers. “I just, really want to kiss you right now.” Yuuji pulls himself up and places a quick kiss on your mouth before pulling away. “Is that okay?”
You nod, but you also grab his hand and lead it towards your entrance. “Please keep touching me.”
Yuuji smiles, “Anything for you,” and you feel his lips against yours and his fingers against your pussy. He rubs two against your clit before slipping them in and you whine into his mouth. “This wet, already?” he teases when he moves his lips off of yours to catch his breath.
You go to respond, but he curls his fingers inside of you, and any words you have are swallowed up with another whine. He lets out a chuckle and then starts to kiss your neck. When you try to crane your neck to kiss him again, he stops you.
“I want to hear you.”
You nod and let out yet another breathy whine. Yuuji’s had enough experience fingering you that he knows exactly where to touch you to reduce you to a babbling mess. You start to moan in earnest, losing yourself to his touch.
A noise from somewhere else in the room tears your eyes away from Yuuji and onto Aoi. You didn’t forget that he was there, but your mind had been focused elsewhere - so seeing him again is a shock to your system. He’s biting his lip and palming himself over his boxers.
“I can help with that,” you suggest. But he just shakes his head at you.
“Enjoy what you’re doing right now. There’s time for all that later.” He manages a genuine smile amidst his arousal. You want to respond that it’s really fine, but Yuuji captures your lips with his and forces your attention back on him.
“Just me and you right now. Worry about him later,” he whispers into your mouth. You nod and close your eyes, letting yourself feel the ministrations of Yuuji’s fingers.
It’s embarrassingly quick, but all the attention is getting to you, and a few minutes later you feel yourself start to shake as the coil inside of you winds tighter and tighter.
Yuuji is always showering you with compliments, but his praise is downright filthy in the bedroom. He notices what is about to happen, and it spurs him on vocally. “You gonna cum for me, pretty baby? You look so beautiful, you want to cum?”
You frantically nod your head yes. “Please, Yuuji, please.” You call out, but instead of speeding up just a little bit or hitting your clit more, Yuuji keeps his pressure the exact same. It’s tortuous and leaves you breathless and a little light-headed.
“Hey,” he says in a totally different tone, almost disinterested. “did we ever tell you what Aoi’s cursed technique is?”
You shake your head no, knowing this has to be some planned-out trick they have up their sleeves, but hoping that this random detour ends quickly so he can finish bringing you to orgasm. Not that he’s stopped moving his fingers, he just won’t do what he knows will bring you to climax until he gets through this.
“Can we show you?” Yuuji asks, locking eyes with Aoi and smiling. “It’ll be worth it, I promise,” he whispers into your skin.
You’re so close, and if it will get him to finish you off you’re willing to play this through. “Yes, anything. Please Jiji, just let me cum.”
Yuuji’s eyes light up. “We were hoping you’d say that.”
Nothing changes for a moment, then you hear a CLAP and you’re empty for a split second before Aoi and Yuuji have switched places.
Aoi’s fingers are now inside you, and they are most definitely thicker than Yuuji’s. He’s somehow managed to match pace with Yuuji perfectly, but he rubs his thumb against your clit while doing so. The clitoral stimulation, paired with the shock and sudden stretch has you clamping around his fingers and cumming almost instantly.
Aoi keeps stimulating you through it, milking you for all you’re worth. You can vaguely hear Yuuji say “I knew you could do it”, though you’re unsure who the praise is for.
When you finally come down from your high, you start tugging at Aoi’s hand, and he removes his fingers from you.
“Are you okay to keep going,” Aoi asks tenderly.
“Yeah, we can keep going,” you reply, before adding “but could we take a break from touching me for a moment?”
“Of course!” both men respond in tandem. Now that you aren’t so focused on your impending orgasm, you can focus on them. They look incredible, and if you were in any place to feel self-conscious, you might. They’re both gorgeous.
You’ve seen Yuuji naked enough to describe exactly how he looks, but you’re interested in finally getting a glance at Aoi. A quick look reveals he is still in his boxers, which is incredibly disappointing but also tantalizing. You lean over to pull them off of him.
“Are you okay with this?” you ask both of them, just to make certain.
Yuuji responds first, “Yes ma’am!”, followed closely by Aoi’s “I’m okay with anything you want to do to me.” Their enthusiasm remains endearing and spurs you on as you pull Aoi’s boxers down and find yourself staring at his cock. It’s bigger and thicker than Yuuji’s, but that’s to be expected given Aoi’s sheer size.
You lick up your palm and place your hand around his shaft. It’s heavy in your hand as you start to stroke up and down his length. Aoi lets out a groan
Yuuji, feeling left out, starts to kiss you. However, only a moment later he’s pulling away.
“Actually,” he starts, “Can I… um… watch you two make out, instead?”
The question reminds you that, despite everything, you and Aoi haven’t even kissed yet. You nod your head moving your hand off of Aoi’s dick and onto his neck, wrapping your arms around him. Aoi looks a little conflicted, excited to kiss you but disappointed that you are no longer touching him.
You make out with Aoi for a few seconds before Yuuji interjects again.
“Can I join in and touch you?” He asks tentatively.
You nod your head yes, but Yuuji shakes his back at you. “No, not you. I meant, uh, Aoi.”
Aoi takes a moment to think about it, then agrees. “Sure, why not?”
You all have to shift around a bit to make room. You end up on Aoi’s right and Yuuji on his left. Aoi turns his head towards yours and begins to kiss you, as Yuuji traces his hand over Aoi’s thighs. You pull yourself away from Aoi’s lips so you can watch, but run your hands over his back.
Aoi freezes up a bit at all the attention but doesn’t look reluctant.
“It’s okay,” Yuuji mummers, his hand reaching Aoi’s dick. “We’re going to make you feel really good.”
With that promise, Aoi releases his tension and Yuuji begins to grip Aoi’s dick in his hands. He gets a few strokes in before talking again.
“I always kind of thought doing this to another guy would feel strange, but it just feels like when I jack myself off.” He gets this kind of crestfallen look on his face and both you and Aoi laugh.
“Do you not want to anymore?” Aoi asks.
“No, I still want to,” Yuuji asserts, a smile back on his face. He wraps his hands around Aoi’s cock again and starts to stroke it in earnest. You want to go back to kissing Aoi, but you don’t want to miss this interaction so you settle on running your hands over his back and pecs. Yuuji notices your rapt attention.
“You like that? You like watching me touch another man?” You nod your head yes before you can even think about it. It’s not something you had considered before, but now that it’s happening, it’s incredibly arousing. Yuuji leans in to kiss you over Aoi while still moving his hand. Aoi lets out a groan, at both the physical stimulation from Yuuji and the visual stimulation of the two of you kissing over him.
You give it a minute, then pull away from your kiss with Yuuji, and address him. “Did you want one of us to touch you? I feel like you’ve only been giving.”
“I’m a little embarrassed,” he says, flushing bright red, “but I’m pretty I’ll blow my load the second one of you touches me.” He lets out a little laugh. “So let’s just keep doing what we’re doing now.”
A few more moments later, you find yourself not feeling as overstimulated anymore. “I’m ready to be touched again,” you announce.
“That’s perfect,” Aoi says, “because I don’t think I can wait anymore.” he smiles at you, before adding “Where do you keep your condoms?”
“The dresser on the right side of the bed, top shelf!” Yuuji calls out. “Grab one for me too, would you?”
“You’re both going to wear them?” you ask.
“Yeah! We’ll both wear them,” Yuuji says happily.
“Even if one of you takes my mouth?”
There’s a pause where Yuuji and Aoi make eye contact before Yuuji responds. “Well, if you’re okay with it, we’re pretty bent on continuing to, uh, change positions,” he gestures to Aoi’s hands, “so I figured it would be best if we both wore them.”
“Only if that’s okay!” Aoi adds.
You consider it for a moment. It sounds overwhelming and incredibly arousing. “That sounds great.”
Yuuji pumps a fist into the air to celebrate, then catches a condom Aoi tosses to him. “Thanks, bro.”
You take a moment to prepare yourself mentally as they get their condoms on. Yuuji notices your nerves and grabs your hand.
“If it ever gets to be too much, just tell us and we’ll stop.” He squeezes your hand reassuringly.
“And if your mouth is occupied,” Aoi adds, “just tap on one of us three times.”
You nod your head. “Okay, let’s do this.”
All three of you get on the bed and try to figure out how to position yourselves. After some shifting around, you decide that Aoi will start in the back and Yuuji in front. You’re on all fours, ready to go.
“You ready?” Aoi asks, and you nod your head. He begins to press into you, but the stretch burns a little too much.
“Wait, wait,” you call out. “It’s too tight.”
“That’s what I was feeling,” Aoi says. “Yuuji, do you have any lube?”
Yuuji nods and grabs it for him. Aoi squeezes some onto his fingers and rubs them together to warm it up before pressing his fingers against your entrance. He takes his time opening you up again, while Yuuji watches and waits so you can relax.
The attention is a little embarrassing, and you can’t help but feel like the wait is killing the mood. “Sorry, we should have just kept going earlier.”
“No way, this is great!” Yuuji says.
“It’s fine,” Aoi agrees. Your shame at ruining the mood dissipates, and you’re able to relax enough to take two of Aoi’s fingers.
“I think she’s ready,” Yuuji tells him.
“Are you sure? I might be a little larger than she’s used to.”
“She can take it.”
You nod to show your agreement with Yuuji, and Aoi puts a little more lube over top of his condom before pressing the head into you. It is larger than you’re used to, and both men know it. Yuuji rubs his hands up and down your arms and back while Aoi slows way down to work himself in slowly.
The stretch isn’t painful, but it’s that state where the pain and pleasure are blending together and you can’t focus on anything other than the feeling of Aoi splitting you open. You’re a little bit tense, but Aoi is being so careful that you want to release the tension.
Yuuji patiently waits for you to adjust before adding himself to the mix, but it doesn’t keep him from talking you through it all.
“You’re doing so great, pretty girl, you’re taking him so well,” he purrs, and you melt into his praise. Both he and Aoi notice how the encouragement helps you relax and take it better, so Yuuji decides to continue. “You’re so beautiful. You’re doing amazing.”
Aoi finally gets all the way into you and begins thrusting shallowly to help you finish adjusting. You can feel yourself loosening up more, and there’s no more pain - just pleasure. Aoi continues to slowly thrust until you let him know you’re totally ready. Then he picks up the pace, fully fucking you into the mattress.
It’s a little bit rough, but it feels great so you can’t complain. You reach out to hold onto Yuuji and he smiles at you.
“You think you can take more?” he asks, and you nod, anxious to help him feel good. He’s been so sweet and patient during this entire thing, and you want to repay him – both for his patience and for arranging this entire thing.
You grab onto Yuuji and he shifts around a bit until you’re on all fours with Aoi thrusting into you on his knees from the back and Yuuji positioned underneath you. All you have to do is lean your head down, and you’re faced with Yuuji’s cock. It’s flushed red and leaking slightly, he wasn’t lying about his arousal.
You’re too focused on the thrusts from Aoi to really give Yuuji a show, so you just bring him into your mouth and hollow out your cheeks. You need time to get used to having so much going on with your body, so you just let them both thrust into you.
It overwhelms all of your senses and you start to space out a little, but Yuuji and Aoi bring you back into it. Aoi with a squeeze of his hands against your hips and Yuuji with more babbles of praise.
“You look so good. You’re taking care of both of us so well,” he calls out, and it’s enough to get you to start sucking fervently. Yuuji tangles his fingers in your hair to guide you up and down over his cock, while Aoi keeps his hands on your hips and guides them to meet his thrusts. It’s still overwhelming, but you’re getting used to it. So are Yuuji and Aoi, as they start to find a rhythm with each other. Aoi thrusts in as Yuuji pulls your head up so that no matter what one of them is always deep in you.
When you finally get the hang of you, you hear a CLAP , and they switch places. Even though you knew it was coming, it still catches you off guard. Especially in your mouth, and you have to keep yourself from biting down on Aoi.
He’s thicker than Yuuji, so you have to open your mouth even wider. Plus, you can taste the lube and yourself on Aoi. It’s arousing rather than gross, probably because Yuuji keeps snapping his hips exactly where you like them and you can think of nothing but how good this all feels. You’re moaning around Aoi, which gets him groaning.
“That feels great,” Aoi says, a smile on his face and his hands scratching into your scalp.
“Isn’t she incredible?” Yuuji praises.
Their praise stimulates you as much as their movements and you lose yourself in it. The experience of pleasing two guys at once becomes less novel and you’re able to get into it more yourself. You start thrusting your hips back and moving your mouth yourself, rather than relying on the men to move you.
You’re feeling great, and really getting it when, CLAP , they switch places again. It’s like they want you on high alert the entire time, never able to fully relax into what they’re doing. It’s too much in the best way, and you feel your body go a little jelly.
“You like that?” Yuuji teases before letting out a groan. “You feel so good, can I-” he moans. “Can I go a little harder?”
You nod, and he starts to really buck up into your mouth, fully face fucking you. You’re choking and gagging a little bit, but you’re determined to take it and make Yuuji feel good.
Not one to be left out, Aoi also picks up the pace. The increased stimulation from him has you moaning around Yuuji, and the vibrations from that go straight to Yuuji’s dick.
“S-shit! I’m getting close,” Yuuji calls out. “Can we switch again?” he asks Aoi. Rather than responding, Aoi simply gives a CLAP , and then Yuuji is thrusting like crazy into your pussy.
You’re prepared for the switch this time, so it’s not as disorienting to have Aoi in your mouth. Aoi pulls your head off of his dick, to let Yuuji take all the control over you. You still want Aoi to feel good, so you wrap your hands around him and jack him off.
Yuuji’s pace is brutal, fucking you into the mattress. He’s hitting right up against your g spot leaving you breathlessly moaning.
“You sound-,” he pants out, “you sound incredible.” You take that as your cue to get even louder, unabashedly crying out now that nothing is obstructing your throat.
You try to keep at least some attention on Aoi, but it’s all too much and you can only think of Yuuji. He keeps hitting the right spot every time, and you feel yourself rapidly approaching orgasm.
“Jiji!” you babble out.
“I’ve got you, I’ve got you, babe,” Yuuji gasps out before letting out a loud groan and cumming. He continues to fuck you through his orgasm until he’s totally spent. You think you’re going to lose your own high until you hear CLAP and Aoi is in Yuuji’s spot.
“I hope you didn’t forget about me,” he says. You try to shake your head, but you’re pressed up against the mattress. Aoi lifts you easily and flips you around so you’re in the missionary position.
Out of the corner of your eye, you can see Yuuji hopping off the bed to throw his condom out, but you’re distracted by the feeling of one of Aoi’s palms against your clit.
“It’s just you and me now,” he asserts, thrusting into you harshly. “I want all your attention on me.” You nod, but not before flitting your eyes to the edge of the bed to make sure Yuuji comes back to finish watching – he does.
Knowing Yuuji is there gets you to fully relax and enjoy what’s happening and you feel your approaching orgasm pick back up where it left out. You’re panting and clenching against Aoi. No longer needing to focus on more than one guy allows you to fully appreciate how Aoi feels inside you. It’s unbelievable. He’s thrusting into you just right and rubbing your clit and looking at you so intensely and you can’t hold back anymore.
Your walls start fluttering as you cum for the second time that night. He’s determined to hold out and fuck you through it, but the sensation causes Aoi to groan and reach his climax. His thrusts stop, but he keeps rubbing your clit until you finish. Then he pulls out slowly and moves to throw his condom out.
Yuuji sets on praising you and cleaning you up the second Aoi moves away from you. He wants to kiss you, but you stop him.
“I don’t think I can take any more kissing or touching right now,” you say.
“That’s alright,” Yuuji replies. “I’ll do whatever you need, just let me clean you up first. I’ll be right back.” He heads out to grab a warm wet washcloth to wipe you down with. It’s still too much on your overstimulated clit, but he talks you through it. “I know, it’s a lot. But you’re okay. Let me clean you up, then no more. You got this.”
You nod, and he finishes wiping all the lube and discharge up. Then he grabs you a pair of underwear and your pajamas, before helping you get dressed. Yuuji then dresses himself and joins you in the bed.
“Thanks, Jiji,” you say, sleepily.
“No, thank you for doing this. It was a lot of fun,” Yuuji replies, smiling at you.
You just nod in response. A moment later you ask, “Where’s Aoi?”
“In the bathroom cleaning himself up, he should be out in a moment.”
You nod again and close your eyes. You didn’t realize how intense the experience was, but you’re wiped. Not just wiped – totally and completely exhausted. You vaguely register Yuuji showering you with more compliments, but you can feel yourself falling asleep.
You snap your eyes open again when you hear the sound of someone walking towards the bedroom door. It’s Aoi.
“Where are you going?” Yuuji asks.
“I figured I’d give you two the space you need,” Aoi says, sheepishly.
“After all that? At least spend the night in our bed.” It’s not a suggestion, it’s a demand. One you agree with, which you show by nodding along to Yuuji. Aoi smiles and climbs in on the other side of you.
Yuuji brushes your hair out of your face and kisses your forehead, then he leans over you and kisses Aoi right on the mouth.
“Sorry, I just realized that I didn’t get to do that the entire time,” he says. You let out a quiet laugh, then snuggle into Yuuji’s side and fall asleep pressed between them.