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Finally, a free day in between shows to just kick back and do nothing. Pedro, Gaspard and Xavier sat in their hotel room. They sat around the room, distracting themselves from boredom. The television only on for the use of background noise. Xavier stretched out on the bed, pushing his arms above his head. He sighed out as he relaxed against the sheets.

“You tired Xavier?” Pedro looked towards the black haired man.

“A little. This is the first time in days we’ve had time to relax, and it seems all I want to do is sleep.”

“You’re gonna waste your time sleeping?” Gaspard butted in, looking away from his phone.

“Well, maybe. We’ve been sleeping in that damn tour bus for so long, it would be nice to sleep in a real bed for once.” Gaspard rolled his eyes, looking back to the screen in his hand.

“I don’t see anything wrong with that. Maybe he just wants some time alone, to you know. . .” Pedro trailed off, laughing after. Xavier threw a pillow in the direction of their manager, laughing as it hit Pedro’s face.

“Oh please! I could do that any time I want! Not like it’s something you haven’t seen before Pedro~” Xavier spoke out in a playfully seductive tone.

“Get a room you two.” Gaspard laughed out as he watched the two mess around. Pedro and Xavier fooled around for a few minutes, before Xavier felt himself tire out.

“Alright, alright! Get off Pedro. I think I might take a nap after all. I really would like to sleep a little.” Pedro backed away from the man, standing at the foot of the bed.

“Well, then we're gonna get something to eat. And we might go to see a movie later. Do you wanna go with us when we get back?” Pedro stretched as he looked down at Xavier.

“How long are you two gonna be gone?” Xavier asked, pushing his legs under the comforter. Gaspard stood up, walking over to Pedro’s side.

“Is an hour or two good with you Gas?” Pedro looked over to the man.

“Yeah, that sounds good to me. We’ll decide what to get on the way there. Do you want anything while we’re out?” Xavier simply shook his head, pulling a pillow under his head.

“Alright, you sleep well then. We’ll be back later.” Pedro and Gaspard waved as they left the room, letting it lock behind them. Xavier shuffled around the sheets for a while before finding a comfortable position. He laid comfortably, simply breathing in and out. He truly was tired, but Pedro’s words echoed around in his head. The empty statement of him just wanting time alone to jerk off was, something that hadn’t crossed his mind. It HAD been a while since he had enough alone time to do something like that. Xavier pressed his face into the pillow thinking about it, and he caved.

“Fuck it.” He threw the duvet off himself. He made quick work at pulling his shirt off. He awkwardly shimmied out of his pants, still sitting on the bed. He kept his boxers on, awkwardly staring down at himself. He traced over the indent his dick made in his boxers. He was already slightly hard just thinking about this. He grabbed at his boner through his briefs, moaning softly. He gave small strokes, feeling the fabric rub against himself. It was a little painful but it also felt good in a way. He palmed himself, applying sweet pressure to his dick, curling his fingers under his balls as well. Soft moans left his mouth as he slowly touched himself through the fabric. This slowly grew old as he longed for more. Xavier lifted his legs up, pulling his boxers all the way off and throwing them somewhere on the floor. He hesitated for a second before taking himself in his hand.

“Fu–ck!” Xavier threw his head back, firmly gripping himself. He took long, shaky strokes, drawing out the pleasure. His soft moans filled the hotel room as he touched himself. His right hand drifted upwards to play with his nipple. He played with the soft nub till it became hard. Pinching and squeezing his nipple till it almost hurt. Xavier spread his legs, speeding up his left hand. He moaned into the empty room, filling the silence the TV once filled. Pedro must have turned it off before he left.

“Pedro. . .” Xavier moaned out his name, a little shocked. He stopped his hand on an upstroke, stopping right at his tip. He wasn’t expecting the name of his friend to come out of his mouth. Yet, it felt right to say it. He would be lying if he wasn’t also thinking of his band mate either. The way they teased each other sometimes, how they would kiss over that stupid silver cross before every show. Oh how he wanted nothing more than to just rip it out of Gaspard’s hands right before they kissed it, connecting their lips. Xavier shivered at the thought, pressing his thumb down on the slit of his dick, smearing the pre-cum that had formed there.

Xavier continued his desperate hand movements. His head filled with the image of his two best friends towering over him. Taking control, man-handling him as they had their way with him. He couldn’t help the desperate sounds that fell from his lips and he moaned out their names. He had lost track of time, simply lost to the pleasure of his hands. While his left hand worked on his cock, his right hand fondled his chest. Groping and pinching himself as he imagined it was his friends’ hands. Those big hands that would feel just heavenly all over his body. He thought about them touching his most intimate places. Their hands ghosting past his nipples, or his dick, or how they would finger him so perfectly.

“Pedro- AHh Gas-Gaspard!” He moaned out their names with no shame. Xavier simply caved to the thoughts and pleasures his mind provided. His hand chased the desperate pleasure he could feel building up in the pit of his stomach. He was so close to his climax he could just feel it coming. He felt it build up and build up, and he was about to climax, but before he could finish, the familiar click of the door opening stopped him.

“Hey Xavier, did you still want to watch that movie with, us . . .?” Pedro stopped in the doorway, Gaspard following close behind.

“Oh, wow.” Gaspard whistled out, peering over Pedro’s shoulder. Both of their faces a bright red as they looked at Xavier completely naked with a hand around his own dick.

“Ah! P-Pedro, Gaspa- what are you, huh- hey!” Xavier fumbled with the sheets, trying to cover himself up. It was too late though — they had already seen everything.

“Cute, and here I thought you had actually gone to sleep.” Pedro spoke out, leaning up against the door.

“We should have guessed.” Gaspard placed his hand on Pedro’s shoulder, pushing his way into the dark room.

“Huh? W-what are you t-t-talking about!” Xavier tried to stutter out an excuse, failing miserably. Pedro and Gaspard walked to the end of the bed, pulling the sheets away from Xavier. They struggled a little, deciding to yank the sheets away entirely, letting them fall to the floor. Xavier was left completely exposed, nothing left to the imagination.

“There’s no reason to be shy. We’re all men here Xavier.” Pedro spoke out seductively.

“It’s j-just embarrassing ok? I didn’t, expect you two t-to be back so soon.” Xavier could feel his entire body heat up in embarrassment. From the tips of his ears all the way down to his leaking dick, it was too much.

“Well we were gone for almost an hour and a half, you know.” Gaspard said, his eyes scanned over Xavier’s body in a way that made the black haired man shiver.

“Has it really been that long?” Xavier asked shyly, clutching at the sheets under him. He tried his best to look anywhere but the two men in front of him. He only dared to look a few times, catching glances filled with pure lust from the other two men.

“Were you really going at it for that long Xav? And you haven’t even cum yet, I’m impressed.” Gaspard teased.

“I wasn’t, the whole time anyways.” He looked at the men in front of him, spreading himself open a little unconsciously.

“Well, I suppose you wouldn’t mind us joining you, right?” Pedro asked, undoing his belt. Gaspard followed suit, letting the ends hang from the loops. He tugged his zipper down as his other hand pushed his shirt up.

All Xavier could do was stare. The two people he had just been masturbating to are here—taking off their clothes, to have sex with him. This must be a dream, right? He must have fallen asleep, and this was all just a dream! But even if it was, he’d still have been having an erotic dream with his best friends so, fuck it, who cares right?

He reached out, craving that sweet touch from his tour manager and best friend. And it was all his to take for what he wanted. Pedro gladly embraced Xavier — taking him in his arms, gently kissing the younger man. The last thing he wanted was to make Xavier feel uncomfortable. Pedro had finally pushed his pants all the way off, his boxers stayed on for the time being. Gaspard let the door close behind them, locking it so no one could interrupt them. The curly haired man followed his manager's lead, shuffling out of his pants before hopping onto the bed next to Xavier.

“Pedro, please.”

“Please what Xav?” Pedro ran his hand down Xavier’s chest in a teasing way—brushing over his already hard nipples.

“P-please, touch me. I-it hurts.” He clutched at the shirt that Pedro had yet to take off.

“Anything for you love.” He ghosted his fingers over Xavier’s chest. Down to his stomach and finally to the aching problem Xavier had found himself dealing with. He took a firm hold of Xavier’s dick, loving the heavy moan it elicited from his mouth. He started at a brutally slow pace. Pedro found a place in the crook of the black haired man’s neck. Leaving all kinds of bites and kisses.

“Hey, don’t forget about me. I’m here too.” Gaspard interrupted, placing his hand on Xavier’s thigh. The black haired man just turned his head towards the other. He leaned into the kiss Gaspard offered, simultaneously giving Pedro more access to his neck. Xavier couldn’t stand the pace Pedro was moving his hand. He couldn’t stop himself from bucking his hips into Pedro’s fist.

“Ah ah, don’t move. Gaspard, keep his hips down.” Pedro removed his face from the other’s neck. Stopping his hand completely.

“Pedro please! No, I-I need it, t-too slow.” Xavier tried his best to wiggle out of Gaspard’s firm grip on his hips.

“No, you’re just too impatient. It’s not our fault that you’ve already been going at it for an hour. You must have been edging huh?” Xavier whimpered as Pedro whispered into his ear. His hot breath right up against his neck.

“What were you thinking about Xavier? Were you thinking about,” Gaspard paused to lean down to his other ear. “Us, maybe?” Gaspard moved his hand over to cup Xavier’s balls, his fingertips brushing over Xavier’s hole. The black haired man fucking whimpered. He made such a pathetic noise, it was almost shocking it had come from his own throat. He closed his legs around Gaspard and Pedro’s hand, keeping them in place.

“Is that true Xavier? Were you thinking about us? About how well we’d fuck you? How we’d touch you?” Pedro gave a slow, firm stroke of his hand. Xavier couldn’t stand this. He took his hands from the other men, using them to cover his face. He was shaking, but not in pain or even in pleasure. He was just so utterly embarrassed. He laid back onto the pillows, grabbing one to cover his face with.

“Hey, hey it’s alright. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about Xav. We’re just messing with you.” Gaspard spoke out, worry laced in his voice. He gave a reassuring stroke to Xavier’s thigh

“B-but it’s true. I-I was th-thinking about y-you two.” His voice muffled by the pillow he hugged closer to himself. He could tell his entire face was red. The burning he felt all over his face and chest, it was almost suffocating.

“There's nothing wrong with that. Really Xavier, it’s actually flattering.” Pedro chimed in, trying to calm the younger down. Xavier said nothing for a minute, just processing what he heard. They weren’t mad! They like the idea of him getting off to them, there’s nothing to worry about, right?

“R-really?” Xavier’s muffled voice was low, barely audible through the pillow.

“Yes! Of course. Such a pretty man, thinking about us when he gets off? What more could we dream of.” Gaspard rubbed reassuring circles into Xavier’s hip with his thumb.

“Right! I’m sure tons of people would want to be in that position. But the fact that it’s us? It’s such an honour.” Pedro used his free hand to reach for the pillow that Xavier held. He pulled on it lightly, not wanting to startle the man. Xavier reluctantly let the elder pull the pillow away. He kept his hands clutched onto it, but still let it be taken from him. His eyes were glassy, tears threatening to fall. His face and chest were bright red. He clutched at the sheets, still shaking slightly.

“Xavier, it’s alright, really. The last thing we’re feeling right now is angry. Maybe we’re upset cause you didn’t invite us in the first place.” Pedro said, Gaspard chuckled along with him. “But right now, and I think I can speak for both Gaspard and myself, I think we’re both pretty turned on by it.” He finished. Gaspard hummed along in agreement, sliding his hand around Xavier’s stomach.

“You’re really n-not upset?” Pedro and Gaspard looked to each other, then back at the younger man.

“Really, we’re not upset Xav.” Gaspard said. Pedro nodded, bringing his hand up to Xavier’s cheek. He wiped the stray tear that fell from Xavier’s eyes. He leaned up to kiss the black haired man’s eyelid. He moved to his cheekbone, then his nose, and his cheek, finally landing on his lips. Xavier shakily kissed back, as he wrapped his arms around Pedro’s neck. Gaspard took to Xavier’s neck and chest. He placed loving kisses all over the man’s skin. The two men whispered sweet nothings between kisses. They did everything they could to reassure Xavier that they wanted this. Touching and kissing, everywhere they could.

“It’s ok if we continue, right?” Pedro broke away from the kiss, giving a few slow strokes to Xavier’s cock.

“Y-yes, please! Please, I want to k-keep going.” Xavier was quick to respond, gripping the back of Pedro’s shirt.

“Alright, then let us get these clothes off, ok?” Xavier nodded, reluctantly letting go of the other’s. Pedro let go of Xavier’s dick despite his protests. The two men proceeded to take off their shirts first, tossing them somewhere in the room. Gaspard was the first to remove his boxers, slowly pushing his boxers down to his knees, then taking them off all the way. His dick stood proudly, a beautiful bead of pre-cum dribbling off onto the sheets.

“Wow, look at you. Mister grower AND shower over here.” Pedro laughed. Gaspard chuckled, sitting down onto his legs while he watched Pedro do the same. They watched as the eldest pulled down his waistband, almost painfully slow. His dick sprung to life almost immediately. He tossed his boxers in the room somewhere with the other clothes.

“You’re sure one to talk when you’re packing that thing Pedro.” Gaspard commented, noticing how they were close to the same size. Xavier couldn’t help but feel intimidated by the two dicks presented in front of him. He felt the urge to reach out and take them. So that’s exactly what he did. He slowly reached out, taking a hold of the throbbing cocks he was presented with. The low moans of the other two made his own dick twitch against his stomach.

“Xavier.” They seemed to say in unison, scooching closer to the man. Xavier swallowed the lump in his throat, and leaned forward, sitting on his legs. Pedro and Gaspard stood up onto their knees, putting themselves at Xavier’s face. The black haired man leaned towards Gaspard first, his hands a bit shaky as he brought his lips to Gaspard’s dick.

“Hey,” Gaspard placed his hand in Xavier’s hair, ruffling it a little. “Don’t overdo it. Just take it slow, we’ve got all night.” his hand moved to cup Xavier's cheek. All the man could do was nod as he looked up into Gaspard’s eyes. Xavier swallowed, a bit nervous.

Xavier let his tongue dart out of his mouth to wet his lips, it grazed the tip of Gaspard’s dick in the process. He opened his mouth, and took Gaspard in. Xavier shut his eyes, starting to move his hand that was around Pedro’s dick. The two men moaned out as Xavier started to slowly work them over. Gaspard idly played with Xavier’s hair, encouraging him to continue. He bobbed his head, trying his best not to gag. He had to come up for air a few times before he was sinking back down again, just to hear the beautiful sounds the two men above him would make.

“X-Xavier, please, me too.” Pedro panted. Xavier took his mouth off of Gaspard, who groaned out his displeasure with it. The black haired man brought his mouth over to the eldest, kissing the pre-cum off before taking it in his mouth. A breathy moan escaped Pedro’s mouth that sent shivers down Xavier’s spine. He arched his back, leaning closer to the men in front of him. Xavier continued to switch between Pedro and Gaspard. He reveled in the sweet sounds they both made. The way they touched him so softly. Petting his hair, wiping the occasional stray tear from his face. It really was just like a dream come true for Xavier.

“Xavier, I’m not sure I c-can hold back any longer.” Gaspard’s breath was shaky and uneven.

“I’m r-right there with you Gas.” Pedro chimed, tugging on Xavier’s hair lightly.

“P-put them tog-together.” Xavier placed his hands on the other men's hips, pushing them towards one another.

“Together?” Xavier nodded his head, continuing to push them together. Pedro and Gaspard shuffled closer to each other, their dicks brushing against each other. It sent a chill up both of their backs. Xavier squeezed their cocks together, enjoying the view he received. Pedro bucked his hips, rutting against Gaspard’s own throbbing sex. Xavier moved his hand, jerking off both of his partners. The youngest opened his mouth, lolling his tongue out to lick a stripe up the side of both of their dicks. Pedro and Gaspard put their hands on Xavier’s head. Pedro’s hand finding a place on the back of Xavier’s neck, playing with the hair there. Gaspard tangled his fingers into Xavier's hair, pulling slightly.

“Are,” he panted, his hot breath making their dicks twitch. “Are you two close?” They nodded frantically, ushering the black haired man to continue. Xavier worked his mouth over their cocks the best he could. His jaw was sore and his throat felt dry. There was one last time he took them in his mouth and his lovers were screaming!

“Xavier, fuck! C-cumming!”
“Please Xavier! Don’t stop!”

They screamed together. Their holds on their lover tightening around his neck and hair. Xavier took in as much as he could, his mouth soon filling with their mixed seed. It leaked out the side of his mouth as they rode out their climax. Xavier held it in his mouth as he pulled off. He looked up at them, tears in his eyes and cum all over his face. He stuck his tongue out, letting their mixed cum fall from his mouth.

“Geezus Xavier. H-here, let us clean that off.” Pedro fell to his knees as Gaspard reached for some tissues.

“God Xavier. You’ve got my fucking legs shaking.” Pedro let himself cool down. His face burning red and his legs giving out. Xavier shakily swallowed the cum still in his mouth.

“W-was it that good?” Xavier spoke shakily as Gaspard returned with a tissue. He lightly wiped the extra cum off Xavier’s face.

“I haven’t cum that hard in a while. None of the women I’ve had sex with so far have gotten me off this fast. You’re definitely a keeper, beautiful.” Gaspard spoke, kissing Xavier’s cheek.

“He’s always been a keeper Gas. What are you talking about?”

“Well, now it’s more than just a friendship Pedro. Now I have someone I actually enjoy being sexual with.” Gaspard slowly brought his hand to Xavier’s thigh.

“Do you really m-mean that Gas?” Xavier spoke softly, placing his hand on Gaspard’s.

“Of course I do Xav. Even before this,” he paused to look at Pedro, who smiled at Gaspard sweetly. “Even before this, I’ve had feelings for you. You’re just, so beautiful, and smart, and caring and, just everything I love.” Gaspard brought his hand to Xavier's face, caressing his cheek.

“Xavier, I think there’s something we need to do for you now.” Pedro rubbed Xavier’s back, running his finger down his spine. Xavier arched his back, moaning softly. He leaned forward into Gaspard’s arms. He looked back at Pedro, confusion present in his features.

“We need to repay the favour. Don’t you think Gaspard?” Pedro glanced at the curly haired man, moving to rub Xavier’s thigh.

“Ohh right, of course! You deserve a gift for being such a good boy.” Gaspard cradled Xavier in his arms, kissing the top of his head.

“Wh-what do you mean?” Xavier’s confusion continued as Gaspard moved away, his body heat leaving with him. The two men laid Xavier back against the pillows, placing themselves between Xavier’s legs. Pedro pushed Xavier's legs apart, placing small kisses on his inner thighs. Gaspard let his hand travel upwards to the younger’s hips.

“Y-you two really don’t haa—“ he was cut off by Gaspard’s hand gently grasping his dick. He let a deep moan escape his throat, hands clawing at the sheets. Gaspard rubbed his face over Xavier’s thigh, scratching it a little with his beard.

“Don’t worry, we’ll take care of you.” Pedro crawled up, leaning against Xavier’s leg. He placed his hand over Gaspard’s, slowly moving it down Xavier’s dick, out of the way. Pedro licked at the slit on Xavier's cock, loving the sounds he made in return. He sucked at the tip, taking what wasn’t covered by Gaspard’s hand in his mouth. The one thing Xavier had on his side was girth, even if he was a good size, he was thick. It stretched Pedro’s mouth a good bit, but definitely not enough to hurt.

“I hope you plan on sharing Pedro.” Gaspard came up, sliding his hands over Pedro’s back. The eldest removed his mouth, kissing Gaspard’s neck gently.

“Of course, there’s plenty to go around after all.” He glanced up at Xavier, winking. Xavier couldn’t help but place his hands in their hair, pulling the strands roughly. Pedro and Gaspard leaned into the touches. They went to work, kissing and licking Xavier’s dick. They would take turns taking the black haired man in their mouths, making it as enjoyable as possible. Xavier’s grip would tighten in their hair when the two men teamed up. Licking all over him at the same time. Or even when they took turns going between biting and kissing his thighs to sucking his dick. There was so much stimulation, he wasn’t gonna be able hold on much longer.

“P-Pedro, Gas~ I’m so close, please.” Xavier begged. He’s been holding back for so long and his peak was so close he could almost fucking grab it.

“It’s ok baby, go ahead and give it to us.” Pedro took his mouth off of Xavier to speak into his skin.

“Yeah, ruin us Xav. We’ll take it all.” Gaspard spoke out, his breath hot on Xavier’s cock. The two older men licked all the way up to Xavier’s tip, their tongues mixing together. That was it, Xavier couldn’t stand it anymore. He rutted his hips up into their tongues, cumming with their names on his lips. Pedro and Gaspard laid there and licked up everything Xavier gave them. They pulled back, kissing into each other’s mouths —cum spilling from their mouths as they kissed. Xavier stared in pure lust. Fuck that was so hot. These two will be the death of him if they keep this up. They broke apart, turning towards Xavier.

“Was that good? Did you enjoy the show love?” Pedro said, licking his lips clean. He crawled up to Xavier, laying next to the man.

“Y-yes. You two did so good, thank you.” He repeated thank you’s as he kissed Pedro’s neck. Xavier flinched as Gaspard slid his hands up his sides, joining the other two. The black haired man turned towards Gaspard, kissing him as well.

“Do you think you can go a few more rounds?” Gaspard asked between kisses, moving down to Xavier’s collarbone. He left small bites and licks, enjoying Xavier’s little reactions.

“I’d like that, yes—!” a loud moan as Gaspard bit down on a rather sensitive area of skin. “Use me how you t-two want, I’m all yours.” he buried his face into Gaspard’s fluffy curls, breathing in the sweet smell from his rose shampoo.

“Are you sure? We don’t want to hurt you.” Pedro asked, running his hands up and down Xavier’s sides.

“I’m sure. Please, I want it rough.” He said calmly, looking over to Pedro. The eldest kissed Xavier, biting at his bottom lip. He pulled at it a little, holding it between his teeth, before letting it go.

“If you say so. Just tell me when it’s too much ok?” Pedro slid his hand around to Xavier’s ass, giving it a firm squeeze.

“A-alright.” Gaspard continued his onslaught of bites, travelling down to Xavier’s chest to lick at his nipple. Pedro gave Xavier’s ass a slap before he got up, walking over to his suitcase. He rummaged around a bit before coming back with a bottle of lube and some condoms. Xavier reached his left arm out, wanting Pedro back beside him. His right arm wrapped itself around Gaspard’s head as the curly haired man busied himself with Xavier’s chest. He tangled his fingers in Gaspard’s wild head of curls, pulling a little as a way to say keep going.

“I’m right here, it’s ok.” Pedro reassured as he laid behind Xavier again, lifting his leg up. He slid his right arm under Xavier's torso, coming around to rest his hand on the youngest’s stomach. The eldest poured some lube on his fingers, making sure they were covered enough. Xavier whimpered in anticipation.

“You ready?” Pedro asked, placing his fingers near Xavier’s entrance. He circled his fingers for a moment, stopping right on top, waiting for the ok to continue.

“Yes, please just,” a shaky moan as he pushed his hips back into Pedro’s hand. “Hurry up, please.” Pedro nodded his head, slowly pressing a finger into Xavier. The older man kissed at Xavier’s neck, trying his best to calm him down.

“Have you ever done this before?” Gaspard asked, removing his mouth from the abused nipple. He moved to Xavier’s left one next, kissing around it. The black haired man said nothing, he just whimpered as Pedro began to slowly work his finger in and out.

“Come on love, you gotta talk to us. If you be a good boy, we’ll give you a special reward.” Pedro spoke into Xavier’s neck, slowly adding a second finger.

“I-I‘ve never done this w-with someone else be-before.” He admitted, burying his face into Gaspard’s curls again.

“But you’ve fingered yourself?” Pedro asked, his fingers brushing past a particularly sensitive spot of nerves. Xavier nodded his head frantically, messing up Gaspard’s hair in the process.

“Y-yes.” That was all he could manage without moaning loudly. Xavier had completely trapped Gaspard’s head, wrapping both of his arms around the man’s head.

“Damn Xavier, you’re gonna suffocate me.” Gaspard joked, placing a hand on one of the boy's arms.

“Sorry, I just,” a pause to whimper quietly, “It’s hard to stay quiet.” Pedro sat up a little, peering over Xavier to look at Gaspard with a confused look.

“Who said you had to be quiet?” Pedro asked, shoving his fingers into Xavier roughly. The black haired man screamed. Pedro had shoved his fingers right into that bundle of nerves that made him see stars. He slapped his hand over his mouth, his face burning red with embarrassment.

“That’s more like it.” Pedro said.

“I just, I thought . . .” He trailed off, pushing his face back onto Gaspard’s curls.

“Please, the last thing we want is for you to hold back Xavier. We wanna hear those gorgeous little sounds you make.” Gaspard cooed.

“Especially those pathetic little whimpers. I’m particularly fond of those ones.” another hard push of Pedro’s fingers. Xavier moaned into Gaspard’s hair, still not sure. The curly haired man struggled to get out of Xavier’s grip, but when he did, he laid there holding the youngest’s face in his hands. Gaspard cradled his face, attacking him with kisses. Xavier would laugh if it wasn’t for Pedro quickly adding another finger. Pedro rocked his fingers in and out, making sure to brush past Xavier’s prostate every so often. Gaspard took to kissing the black haired man, swallowing the moans he’d let out. Xavier was so hard he didn’t know how much longer he could take this.

“P-Pedro, I need more, please.” He pushed his hips back against the eldest's dick. He’d been feeling it against his back for some time now.

“Are you sure? I don’t want it to hurt.” Pedro slowed his fingers, keeping them all the way in the man.

“I-I’m sure. Just please hurry, I need you in me, please!” He begged. God, Pedro’s not gonna be able to forget hearing Xavier beg. That was definitely way too hot.

“If you’re sure.” Pedro slowly pulled his fingers out. Xavier whined at the loss, he felt so empty now.

“Gaspard, can you hand me one of the condoms please?” Pedro motioned towards the strip of packets next to the man.

“You don’t have to put that on if you don’t want.” Xavier mumbled.

“What was that, Xav?” Pedro asked, surprised at the statement. The black haired man sat up on his elbow, twisting around to face Pedro.

“You don’t have to wear a condom. I don’t have anything. And,” he paused to look away. “And I trust you.” Pedro smiled. He cupped Xavier's face, bringing him into a sweet kiss.

“If you’re really sure.” Xavier nodded his head. He leaned into Pedro’s soft touch. His face felt warm and so did his chest.

“I’m sure. But if I catch anything I’m blaming you.” Xavier laughed, it being a beautiful sound to the others ears.

“Yeah, worry less about me and more about that one over there. You’ve seen how much action he’s gotten since we went on tour.” Gaspard rolled his eyes.

“Oh please, I haven’t slept with that many women.” Both Xavier and Pedro cocked an eyebrow at him. Gaspard looked away nervously.

“Ok, ok. I get it. You want me to wear one then?” Pedro looked at Xavier, putting his chin in the crook of the other's neck.

“Do you want him to?” Xavier looked away, falling back onto the bed. He buried his face into the mattress, thinking. He mumbled something into the sheets that neither of them could understand.

“What? We can’t hear you Xavier.” Gaspard reached over, ruffling the man’s hair. Xavier lifted his head slightly, looking up into Gaspard’s eyes.

“It’s fine this one time. But when we do this again, you’re getting checked first, got it?!” He shouted at Gaspard, startling him a bit. The curly haired man smiled nervously.

“Alright! I promise I will get checked. And again? Are you already planning for the next time Xav? How cute.” Gaspard teased, running his thumb over Xavier’s lips.

“I don’t mean to interrupt, but is it ok if I continue baby?” Pedro leaned into Xavier’s ear, breathing out the pet name. Xavier couldn’t help the whimper that escaped his throat.

“Yes please!” He said back, lifting his face from the mattress, only for Gaspard to shove his way in front of the younger.

“You don’t mind right? I like being close, it lets me hear those little sounds better.” Xavier shook his head, kissing all over Gaspard’s face.

Pedro picked up the bottle of lube again, smearing some of the liquid on his dick. He lifted up Xavier’s left leg and pressed himself up against the younger’s entrance.

“Take a deep breath, alright? This might hurt a little.” Xavier nodded, sucking in a lung full of air. Gaspard held Xavier’s face, trying to comfort him. Pedro slowly pushed in with a grunt. Xavier winced in pain, because fuck! — Pedro felt way bigger than he looked. Gaspard kissed Xavier, distracting the younger from the pain. It helped a little, but the pressure of Pedro pushing in had him gasping for air.

“Hey, hey, breathe Xav. It’s alright. In and out.” Gaspard spoke softly, moving his hands around Xavier’s body. His hand soon landed on Xavier’s aching cock. Fuck, he forgot how hard he was. Gaspard moved his hand slowly, doing wonders on distracting Xavier. Now all the younger could feel was pleasure. The little amount of pain barely even noticeable anymore. Pedro had finally bottomed out, he wrapped his arms around Xavier’s stomach, holding the man close.

“Fuck Xavier you feel so good.” Pedro moaned. “D-don’t tighten up like that though. I’m trying not to cum too fast.” he chuckled out another moan.

“Sorry, I’m, I’m just trying to g-get used to it.” Xavier took deep breaths as he adjusted to the current dick in his ass.

“It’s alright, just tell me when.” Xavier nodded. He bumped his forehead against Gaspard’s, trying to calm down. It only took a few more seconds before Xavier was arching his back, pushing his ass into Pedro more.

“You c-can move now Pedro.”

“Alright. I’ll start out slow for you.” Gaspard watched as Xavier's face contorted in pain and pleasure. He moved his hand around the man’s cock faster, loving his expressions.

“You’re so gorgeous like this Xavier. All red, and begging for more. I’m surprised we haven’t done this kinda thing sooner.” Xavier whimpered at the praise. He wrapped his arms around Gaspard’s neck, slightly clawing at his back. Pedro rocked into the black haired man, trying to keep a steady pace.

“X-Xavier, is it ok if I—if I go faster?” Pedro rutted his hips against Xavier’s ass, loving how he clenched around him.

“Yes, please! Pedro please, faster! Just fuck me harder.” That was a bit of a shock to both Pedro and Gaspard. The eldest did as asked, harshly snapping his hips into Xavier. The black haired man screamed out. Pedro had hit him right in the spot that had him rolling his eyes into the back of his head. For a while all Pedro did was buck his hips as hard as he could, but it was becoming unbearable for him. Their position making it hard for Pedro to fuck the younger man properly.

“G-Gaspard, can you move back please?” The curly haired man gave a confused look.

“What? What do you mean.” His hand around Xavier’s cock slowed as he sat up to look at Pedro. The eldest’s face was bright red, the sweat on his face glistening in the little light that shone into the room. Gaspard’s breath hitched a little, seeing him like that was a huge turn on.

“Please Gas. Just move back a little, I have a plan.” Pedro buried his face into Xavier’s hair, inhaling the sweet smell. Gaspard did as asked, backing up to the near edge of the bed. Xavier was too lost in the pleasure of being fucked so hard to listen to them talk. All he could see were stars, his vision going blurry as tears filled his sight. Before he knew it though, he was being harshly pushed face first into the mattress. He made a muffled moan as Pedro’s hand’s roughly grabbed at his hips.

“Fuck Xavier. You ok?” Pedro asked breathlessly, slowly rocking into the man. Xavier nodded the best he could. He reached his hand back, placing it on Pedro’s pelvis. The older man simply leaned forward, bracing himself onto the mattress next to Xavier’s chest. Gaspard sat at the edge of the bed, watching all this unfold. He had the perfect view of Pedro going in and out of Xavier. The way Pedro’s hair stuck to his face made him look so hot. Gaspard gently grasped his own dick, watching the two in front of him succumb to pleasure. He couldn’t help but long for more though. Gaspard slowly crawled up to Xavier’s head, gently placing his hand into the man’s hair. Xavier was startled a bit. He was too lost in the pleasure of being absolutely railed to notice the other come close. He looked up at Gaspard with tears in his eyes. His mouth hung open as screams and moans of pure ecstasy fell from his lips. Gaspard held his dick in front of Xavier’s face.

“Is it ok?” Gaspard asked in a soft tone. Xavier’s eyes squeezed shut as Pedro hit his prostate harder than usual. He opened his eyes again after a moment and nodded. He propped himself up on shaky arms, almost falling back down if it wasn’t for Gaspard catching him. The curly haired man laid on his back in front of the younger man, letting him readjust to the new position. Pedro slowed down enough for Xavier to calmly move around. The youngest set himself back down, his arms wrapping around Gaspard’s hips. His face tight against the man’s pelvis, rocking back and forth as he was fucked. He began to slowly kiss and lick Gaspard, trying his best to focus. Xavier gave as much attention as possible to the curly haired man. He took him in his mouth as far as he could. Only gagging when Gaspard would buck his hips, and would proceed to apologize profusely after.

“Xavier! Ah, so good. Such a good boy.” Gaspard shouted as his hands tangled into the man’s hair, tugging harshly. Xavier gave a muffled moan at the praise he had come to love. The way they talked so sweetly to him, despite the rough man-handling, it was all too much. Xavier bobbed his head, tears streaming down his face. All of the stimulation was getting to him, he couldn’t take it. Xavier took his mouth off of Gaspard to scream out a moan.

“Ahh! Pedro please, t-touch me! I’m so close.” Pedro did as told, harshly grabbing Xavier’s aching cock. It was over before it barely began. Xavier came with only a few hard strokes, screaming out in pleasure as he shot thick ropes of cum onto the sheets. Pedro wasn’t done though, he kept fucking into the man under him. His movements were sloppy and uncoordinated, he was so close. He leaned back into an upright position. He pulled Xavier’s hips as close as physically possible.

“Fuck, I’m right behind you Xav. Just a little longer.” Xavier clutched onto the sheets, the overstimulation of just cumming turning into a mix of white hot pleasure and pain. Pedro weighed his options for a second. He decided to ask a question and hoped he would get the answer he so lusted for.

“I-in or out Xavier?” The man made a small sound of acknowledgement.

“Use your words sweetheart. I gotta hear it.” Pedro sped up, he was close, but he had to hold out a little longer. Xavier pushed his ass back into Pedro’s hips.

“In! Please, cum in me Pedro! I-I need it.” That’s all it took. The whining plea to be full of Pedro’s cum was all it took for the eldest to bury himself deep into Xavier. He came with a broken moan, fucking the black haired man through his own orgasm. Pedro’s legs shook violently as his grip on Xavier’s hips loosened. The two men panted out, and you could almost see their breath with how hot it was getting in the room. Gaspard roughly stroked himself, making a few whimpers as his hand worked to get himself off. Xavier stared up at him with half lidded eyes, watching as the curly haired man desperately chased for his own release. Xavier shakily leaned up, placing his lips around the head of Gaspard’s dick. It startled the man, but he never stopped his hand. Xavier lazily swirled his tongue, licking at the slit. Gaspard bucked his hips, a breathy moan escaped his lips as he gave a few more heavy strokes.

“Hahh, Xavier.” He repeated his name, over and over again, music to the younger’s ears. Gaspard’s orgasm shook his entire core. His arms and legs wobbled as he came all over Xavier’s face and mouth. The black haired man simply sat and took it. Catching what he could in his mouth, and letting the rest land on his face. Pedro would be lying if he said he wasn’t starting to get hard again from that alone. The eldest slowly pulled out of Xavier. The black haired man whimpered at the drag of the other pulling out. When he was done, Xavier felt so horribly empty. He collapsed onto the bed in front of Gaspard. His ass still stood in the air, supported solely by Pedro’s hands. Xavier was about to speak when he felt something running down his thighs. He would have ask what it was, but was quickly answered by Pedro’s breathless statement.

“Fuck, you look so good with my cum dripping out of you Xavier.” Pedro placed his hand on the man’s ass, spreading him open. He whimpered at the touch, still sensitive.

“C-can I take a picture?” Pedro asked, almost shy. Xavier flinched a little, not really sure what to say.

“Promise no one else will see it?” Pedro couldn’t help but scoff a little.

“And let someone else see you like this? Hell no. You’re ours Xavier.” Pedro slapped the man’s ass, leaving a slight red mark. The black haired man whimpered at the harsh sting. He nodded his head, giving the ok. Pedro quickly jumped off the bed to get his phone from his discarded pants. When he came back, he pulled up the camera. The flash was quick and bright, lighting up the room. Pedro decided to spread Xavier open with his free hand. The picture was gorgeous. Xavier’s face in the background, all red and wet from his tears. His ass spread open and dripping cum. That picture is definitely gonna be used later. Pedro took a few more, one with his fingers in the man, and other with his dick in the shot. After he was done, he threw his phone onto the ground, not caring if it broke. Xavier completely collapsed onto the bed, moving up to rest his head on Gaspard’s lap.

“You’ll have to send those to me Pedro.” Gaspard said. He took to petting Xavier’s hair, letting the black haired man recoup a little.

“You ok there Xavier? You’re not gonna fall asleep on us are you?” Pedro spoke softly, so as to not disturb the man. Xavier hummed, nodding his head.

“ ‘M fine. Just give me a minute. You went so hard, my back is sore.” He chuckled a bit.

“S-sorry. Didn’t mean to, uh, blow your back out.” Xavier glared at the older man. He relaxed into the pets that Gaspard gave him. They were a nice calm after being fucked so brutally.

“Ah! hang on, I’ll get you a tissue for your face. I completely forgot about that.” Gaspard removed himself from the black haired man, who simply grunted with displeasure.

“I can either get up and clean your face, or not get up and you deal with cum on your face.” Xavier grumbled as he stretched out on the bed. Pedro rubbed at the man’s stomach, leaning down to kiss it as well. Xavier played with Pedro’s hair as he kissed his skin so sweetly. Gaspard came back from the bathroom.

“I got a warm towel instead, here.” He threw one at Pedro. “Clean up your mess a little, will you?” Pedro nodded, looking a little guilty. Gaspard sat back down, laying Xavier’s head on his leg. He lightly wiped his face with the towel. The black haired man’s face relaxed at the warm touch of the towel. Pedro lifted Xavier’s leg up, cleaning up his thighs. The youngest winced a bit at being moved so much. He was still sore, but the warm towels were helping a little. Pedro cleaned up as much as he could, trying his best to be gentle with the man. He placed kisses along his legs as he cleaned, skimming over previous bite marks and hickeys.

“There, how’s that? Feeling a little better?” Gaspard cooed, leaning down to kiss Xavier’s cheek. The younger one nodded, and stretched out again.

“Are we gonna go again?” Xavier asked, his voice a bit hoarse. Gaspard looked up to Pedro, who just shrugged.

“Do you want to go again?” He asked, playing with Xavier’s hair. The man closed his eyes, taking a second to think. He weighed his options. Have so much sex he passes out, or go to sleep not fully satisfied. One did sound more appealing.

“Yeah, I guess we can go for a bit longer.” Gaspard smiled down at him.

“Sounds good to me, beautiful. Now let me get up, so I can take over.” He leaned down again, kissing Xavier. Gaspard shuffled out from under the youngest, switching places with Pedro — who took a seat beside Xavier. Pedro handed the curly haired man the bottle of lube. He squirted some onto his hand, lathering himself up.

“Do you think you’ll need any prep?” Gaspard asked, pulling Xavier’s hips up against his own.

“Did you not see how hard Pedro just fucked me? I think I’m good on prep. Just,” He looked away, a little embarrassed. “Be careful though please. I’m still a little sore.” Gaspard nodded, lining himself up. Pedro held Xavier’s hand, idlying playing with his hair. Gaspard gently pushed in, loving the way the younger clenched up around him. Xavier whimpered at the feeling. He was getting filled again. It wasn’t as painful as the first time, but the ache of last time still lingered.

“You ok? Does it hurt?” Pedro asked softly, he leaned down to kiss at Xavier’s face. The black haired man shook his head.

“O-only a little. I’m alright.”

“Just tell me if it hurts. I’ll stop and give you time, Xav.” Gaspard interrupted. Xavier nodded, but ushered him to keep going. Fuck, Gaspard was as big as Pedro, and it fucking showed. He filled him up completely, bottoming out in just the perfect way. This time it was different though. He could see all of Gaspard. His chest heaved, and his eyes were shut tight in pleasure. Xavier used his free hand to reach up to touch Gaspard’s chest. The elder opened his eyes, his pupils blown wide and face a beautiful scarlet red. He panted slightly as he leaned down. Xavier placed his hand on Gaspard’s cheek, rubbing his thumb over the curly haired man’s moustache.

“You always looked so good with this, you know.” Xavier said, pulling Gaspard’s face down. The man followed the touch, pressing his forehead against Xavier’s. This was so intimate, Pedro felt a little jealous. He was just sitting there, watching as Gaspard started slowly rocking in and out of the youngest. He squeezed Xavier’s hand, getting the younger man’s attention. He turned his head, giving Gaspard the opportunity to bite at his neck more.

“Pedro~” Xavier almost whined out. His back arched and he bucked his hips. Gaspard wrapped his arms under Xavier’s thighs, lifting him off the mattress. He picked up the speed of his hips, heavily panting into Xavier’s ear.

“You look so gorgeous, love.” Pedro said, leaning down to kiss the black haired man. It was soft, and just as intimate.

“I’m a little jealous. Gaspard gets you all to himself right now.” The curly haired man heard, removing himself from Xavier to sit up straight.

“You know, there’s always somewhere you can fuck. He’s got a gorgeous mouth that feels perfect.” Gaspard said, rocking into Xavier harder, hitting that perfect spot of nerves dead on. Pedro looked down to Xavier.

“C-can I?” he asked, clutching the other’s hand.

“Can you what Pedro? Fuck my throat?” Xavier said smugly. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he chuckled out a moan. Pedro swallowed hard, but nodded, even if Xavier didn’t see him.

“Yes. I’d very much like to fuck your throat love.” He admitted, a little embarrassed.

“It’s all— AHH Gaspard!!” fuck, Pedro’s never gonna get over that voice of his. “It’s all yo-yours.” Xavier bit his bottom lip, and shut his eyes tight. Pedro reluctantly let go of Xavier’s hand. He moved in front of Xavier’s face, looking at Gaspard. Pedro placed his hand on Xavier’s throat, careful not to apply too much pressure. The younger man made a throaty moan, opening his eyes to see Pedro’s dick above him. It was as hard as when they first started. Xavier lolled his tongue out of his mouth, sticking his tongue up to lick the underside of Pedro’s dick. The eldest made a low grunt, sliding his hands down Xavier’s chest. Gaspard peered up, watching the scene in front of him unfold. Pedro carefully placed himself onto Xavier’s tongue, his face contorted in pleasure. Xavier swallowed, his adam’s apple bobbing up and down.

“You ready, Xav?”

“Uh-huh.” He gave the best conformation he could with a dick in his mouth.

“Tap my leg if I get too rough.” Pedro took Xavier’s right hand, placing it on his thigh. The black haired man placed his other hand on Pedro’s opposite thigh, squeezing slightly. He sank into Xavier’s mouth, reveling in the way his throat closed around him. It was so different from his ass, but somehow still similar. A hot, wet hole that felt fucking fantastic to be in. Pedro sank in till he heard Xavier gag, quickly pulling out.

“S-sorry!” Pedro felt bad, but that was soon wiped away when Xavier sucked on the head of his dick. Licking up and down the small slit. Pedro felt less and less remorse as Xavier teased him. He snapped his hips forward.

“Is that good Xavier? You like how Pedro fucks your throat? And I take you from the front?” A sharp thrust of Gaspard’s hips had Xavier’s back arching.

“G-Gaspard.” Pedro was leaning forward, his weight supported by a shaky arm on the bed. Gaspard leaned into the man, meeting in the middle to kiss. Pedro kissed into the other man’s mouth desperately. Despite them doing all of this, this was the first time they kissed. It was surreal for both men to have the opportunity to be with each other. Gaspard broke away, resting his head on Pedro’s shoulder. The curly haired man bent down slightly, lifting Xavier’s legs over his shoulders. God this angle felt fantastic, especially for Xavier. Gaspard was hitting his sweet spot over and over again with such a brutal pace he was already on the verge of cumming. The youngest’s grip on Pedro’s hips tightened, almost clawing at the skin.

“Are you ok Xavier?” Pedro asked, out of breath. The man nodded. He took one of his hands off Pedro’s hips, moving it down to his own leaking cock. Fuck, how is he still so hard? He’s cum twice already, but it still wasn't enough. He wanted–No. He needed more. He craved the sweet release of climax again and again. He craved more and more — everything these two men would give him, he wanted it all. Tears began to stream down his face as his muffled screams of pure ecstasy went unheard. But definitely not un-felt. Pedro could feel Xavier’s throat tightening. His moans vibrated through the man’s dick, sending chills up his spine.

“Fuck Xavier please!” Pedro screamed out as he thrust his hips into the younger's mouth faster. Gaspard gripped the younger’s sides harshly. He scratched at the skin, it would definitely leave marks. Good. More evidence to show anyone who dared to touch his prize, that he was theirs. Only for Pedro and himself to touch, and hold and fuck. The only people allowed to see him like this, are them. Gaspard physically growled, the possessiveness in him coming out. Pedro brought his hand up to Gaspard’s chest, feeling around his pectorals.

“Gaspard. Are you al-alright?” Pedro looked at him with a lustful concern. His face was such a deep, gorgeous red. Gaspard’s expression softened, he hadn’t realized how disconnected from the moment he had gotten.

“S-sorry, I just-“ Pedro cut him off. Gently placing a hand on his cheek.

“It’s alright. Just focus on me, okay?” Gaspard nodded. He closed his eyes, leaning into the elders hand. He stared down at Xavier, the black haired man’s hand moving frantically to chase after his own release. He wrapped his hand around the base of Xavier’s cock, loving the muffled plea he made. Xavier tapped Pedro’s leg, who promptly pulled out of the younger’s mouth.

“Gaspard PLEASE! Let me cum! Please, please, please! I need it.” Pedro looked at Gaspard, reaching out to touch his forearm.

“He’s been good. Give our baby boy his pleasure.” He leaned in to kiss Gaspard sweetly. “Please, love.” Gaspard nodded, slowly moving his hand. Pedro moved himself back into Xavier’s mouth. He gladly took Pedro in, desperate to be full on both ends. Gaspard was so close, his hips snapped faster, harder to reach his peak.

“Xavier, is,” a breathless moan escaped from the curly haired man’s lips. “Is it ok, in-inside?” He knew there wouldn’t be a verbal response. Pedro didn’t seem to want to pull out anytime soon. All Xavier did was wrap his legs around Gaspard’s waist harshly. Completely trapping him in between his legs.

“I think that’s a y-yes.” Pedro laughed breathlessly, furiously thrusting into Xavier’s mouth. Pedro was the first to finish, burying himself deep into Xavier’s throat. The younger man clawed at the eldest’s thighs. Tears streamed down his face. He tried his best to swallow the cum, but it was hard with his head upside down. Pedro slowly pulled out, a little sensitive. He helped Xavier sit up, careful not to shock him. The excess cum fell from his mouth, and dropped onto his chest. Xavier leaned back into Pedro, but his eyes were fixated on Gaspard. The curly haired man’s eyes stared at the younger man, becoming intoxicated on the sight alone.

“Come for me love, please.” Gaspard was desperate to see. He needed Xavier to come, for his own pleasure. That’s exactly what he did. Xavier’s orgasm shook through his entire body. He threw his head back onto Pedro’s shoulder, screaming desperately. Fuck whoever heard him. They don’t fucking matter. All that matters is the two men right here in this room. The men who give him absolute pleasure. The men who praise him so wholeheartedly for just fucking existing. All he could feel was white hot pleasure deep in his veins, coursing through his entire body. Gaspard finally buried himself deep into Xavier. The younger man squeezing him so hard pushed him over the edge.

“Fuck, Xavier.” Gaspard panted, his breath uneven and shaky. “Are, are you ok?” Gaspard reached out, ghosting over the younger’s chest. The black haired man’s body jolted at the touch. Everything felt so over sensitive, he felt like he was floating. Pedro brought Gaspard’s cum covered hand up to his own mouth, licking the man’s hand clean. Gaspard grunted, this man was way too hot for his own good. Pedro kissed each finger tip as he finished. He licked his lips after, and leaned in to kiss Gaspard softly. The curly haired man leaned into the kiss. The tenderness was a huge contrast to his previous rough movements.

“I’m gonna pull out baby. You gotta let me go.” Xavier let his legs go limp, Gaspard catching them before they hit the bed. He set the man down gently, pulling out in the process. Xavier whimpered, his abused hole felt so empty and sore. He reached down with a shaky hand, letting some of the cum dribble onto his fingers. He licked them clean, making the most seductive face he could. Gaspard just stared, taking the mental image of this and saving it. Speaking of actually. Gaspard got up, rummaging around the floor, coming back with his phone in hand.

“Let me take a video?” he more so stated instead of asked. Xavier nodded, allowing him to do what he asked. Gaspard let the flash come on, the video capturing everything perfectly. Xavier’s dripping hole, his exhausted dick. His stomach covered with all of their mixed cum. Almost his entire body covered in bites, and marks to show who he belonged to. Finally he panned up to Xavier and Pedro’s head’s. Their faces both a deep red, looking absolutely gorgeous. Gaspard reached up, cupping Xavier’s face. The younger leaned into the touch.

“Love you Gaspard.” the youngest spoke softly, looking directly into the camera. It took both men aback. “I’ll kill you if anyone sees this.” He smiled sweetly, kissing Gaspard’s palm. The curly haired man shut the camera off, the flash going along with it. He threw his phone onto the bed somewhere.

“Did you mean that Xavier? Do you really love me?” Gaspard spoke softly. Pedro buried his face in the youngest's neck, squeezing his torso. Xavier put his hand in the eldest’s hair, petting him.

“I love both of you. I love you Pedro.” he turned his head to kiss the shell of the man’s ear. “And I love you Gaspard.” He reached out for the embrace of the man in front of him. Gaspard greedily accepted. He practically fell onto the man, kissing all over his face and lips. Pedro turned his face, kissing all of the skin area he could. As if they couldn’t give him anymore marks on his skin. God these men sure seemed to be possessive over the younger man. But he wasn’t complaining. Xavier had no intention of sleeping with anyone other than these two from now on. He laughed out, the kisses becoming more and more ticklish as the two men ran their bearded faces over him.

“Hahah, quit it you two! That tickles.” Xavier giggled in a joyous voice. Absolute music to Gaspard and Pedro’s ears.

“Your laugh is so cute, you know.” Pedro said into the younger man’s skin. Gaspard hummed in agreement.

“Better than any song I’ve ever heard.” Xavier blushed at the comments.

“You two are such saps.” He buried his face into Gaspard’s head of curls. It was slightly damp from the sweat. A thought popped up into his mind. A terribly, horribly embarrassing thought. He made a noise of annoyance to himself out loud.

“What’s wrong Xavier?” Pedro asked, whispering into the younger’s ear. He didn’t respond, almost too embarrassed to say it.

“Come on, love. Tell us what’s wrong.” Gaspard teased slightly, kissing Xavier’s chest. He mumbled a barely audible response into Gaspard’s hair. The two men chuckled.

“You’ll have to speak up darling. We can’t quite hear you through all that hair.” Pedro mused. Xavier picked up his head, laying his chin on top of Gaspard’s head.

“Can we,” a long pause. “Can we go, o-one more round?” Xavier wobbled out, stuffing his face back into Gaspard’s hair. Pedro gave a shocked look to Gaspard, who returned the look.

“What, two rounds wasn’t good enough?” Gaspard joked, poking at the younger’s stomach. Pedro chuckled along. He brushed some of Xavier’s hair out of the way to tenderly kiss at his neck.

“If you want, we can tag team you.” Pedro whispered right into his ear. Xavier shivered—he was so fucking weak for these men.

“Ooh, you want us both at the same time? That sounds,” Gaspard pauses to run his hands up Xavier’s sides. “Interesting.” He licked a stripe up the man’s neck, listening to him whimper.

“Ugh, this is already embarrassing enough. Can’t you two restrain yourselves?” Xavier grumbled out. Pedro and Gaspard chuckled, continuing their onslaught of tender touches and kisses.

“Oh, please. You know you love it.” Gaspard said.

“Yeah, you’re the one who said you like it rough.” Pedro added.

“Yeah, rough! I never said I liked being teased.” Xavier’s face burned with embarrassment.

“Oh, so you don’t like when we tease you? Ah, well I guess we won’t anymore then.” Gaspard fake pouted, pulling himself away from Xavier. The black haired man whined, not wanting to let go of the older man.

“Noo! No, no don’t go. You two are just so mushy, and I get embarrassed.” Xavier tried to explain himself. Gaspard stopped. He ran his hands up Xavier’s sides, feeling him shiver.

“It’s alright Xavier. You have nothing to be embarrassed about.” Pedro kissed at the younger’s neck more. “We would never judge you for anything. And we would be more than happy to indulge in your fantasies. I’m just worried we might tear you apart.” Pedro purred into Xavier’s ear. He shivered at the comment, arching his back into the eldest.

“Yeah, it’s a big stretch with both of us. You sure you can handle us?” Gaspard ran his hands over Xavier’s body again.

“I-I can sure try.” Xavier clutched at Gaspard’s shoulders.

“Well, then we better get you ready, huh?” Pedro brought his hand around to Xavier’s ass. He gave it a firm slap, and spread him apart slightly. Xavier whimpered, that intoxicating sound the two older men had come to love so much.

“God, I love when you make that sound. Can’t get enough of it.” Gaspard chuckled as Xavier’s face burned a deeper red color. He leaned in for a kiss, the younger man greedily accepting. Pedro peered over Xavier’s shoulder, watching the scene unfold. He smiled to himself, leaning down to kiss Xavier’s cheek softly. The youngest turned his head, kissing Pedro as well.

“You wanna try now then?” Pedro broke away, speaking into the younger’s lips. Xavier nodded his head slowly, leaning up to lazily kiss the man again. Gaspard pulled Xavier closer to himself, simultaneously pulling him away from Pedro.

“Hey! I was doing something Gas.” Xavier turned back towards the curly haired man, pouting.

“Yeah well, I feel left out now.” Gaspard pouted back. Xavier rolled his eyes, laughing out a little.

“Can we switch though Gas? I wanna be in front this time.” Pedro laid his head in the crook of Xavier’s shoulder.

“A little jealous there are we Pedro?” The eldest buried his face into Xavier’s neck, laughing.

“Well, you got to see all of him when it was your turn.”

“It’s not my fault you pushed his face into the mattress. He could barely lift himself up, you were going so hard.” Gaspard retorted. Pedro simply grumbled, his face going red.

“W-well, I couldn’t help it! He feels so good. Squeezing so tight.” Pedro purred, adding his little compliments.

“Oh, stop it Pedro. You’re embarrassing me again.” Xavier smiled, his face going red.

“Yeah, I know. I was just in him.” Gaspard pushed on the younger’s stomach. Xavier flinched a little, but soon found Gaspard's touch soothing. He slowly rubbed the younger’s stomach, the touch calming.

“Are we gonna fuck, or are you two just gonna lay here and talk about it.” Xavier butted in, pushing his hips back into Pedro.

“You’re eager for someone who’s already been fucked twice tonight.” Gaspard leaned in, kissing all over Xavier’s face.

“Y-yeah, well, I’m still horny.” Pedro and Gaspard laughed. They pulled themselves ever closer to the boy in between them.

“Good to know love. We won't keep you any longer then.” Gaspard kissed Xavier one last time before lifting himself off the bed. Pedro followed suit, lifting himself up. The two men switched places. Gaspard set himself down behind Xavier, pressing himself as close as he could. Xavier relaxed into the man’s chest, loving the warmth he gave off. Pedro laid in front, holding the youngest by his waist.

“I’m gonna sit you up now, ok?” Gaspard said, kissing Xavier’s neck softly. The man nodded, preparing himself to be lifted. The curly haired man slowly brought Xavier up, setting him down in his lap. Xavier winced slightly, a low grunt coming from him.

“Sorry, too fast?” Gaspard stopped. He rubbed at Xavier’s stomach again, feeling him relax a little.

“J-just still a little sore is all. Especially my ass.” He gave a side eye to Gaspard, who simply looked away.

“Right, sorry.” He looked back. Pedro had made his way up in front of Xavier. He slowly pushed the younger’s legs apart — admiring the array of many marks and bruises. His fingers traced over some of them, watching as Xavier flinched slightly.

“Does that hurt Xav?” The man simply shook his head.

“Not really. Just a little sensitive. You guys go pretty hard, even for just being bites.” Xavier rolled his eyes. He truly did love how rough they were being with him. But he also adored the tenderness they showed him after. The way they held him in their arms, or how they kissed him so softly. Xavier loved all of it — he loved all of them.

“You ready?” Gaspard’s soft voice snapped him out of his thoughts. Xavier nodded slowly, letting himself go somewhat limp against Gaspard.

“It might be easier for you to go first Gas.” Pedro handed the younger man the bottle of lube again. He watched as Gaspard poured the liquid on his dick, flinching at the coldness for a second. The curly haired man lined himself up, and slowly pushed in. Xavier tensed up against his chest, breathing heavily.

“Hey, it’s alright. Just relax.” Pedro cupped Xavier’s face. The younger man nodded, trying his hardest to keep his breath even. He focused on everything except the pain and soreness he was feeling in his ass. He stuck his tongue out, licking the side of Pedro’s hand.

“You want my fingers?” Pedro gave a questioning look as he moved his hand closer to the man’s mouth. Xavier simply nodded. He hooked his tongue under the man’s thumb, bringing it into his mouth. Xavier idly sucked on Pedro’s fingers as Gaspard slowly filled him up. It wasn’t long before he bottomed out, giving a low grunt.

“A-Alright. Pedro, it’s y-your turn now.” Gaspard tried his best to keep what little composure he had in him intact. Pedro nodded, taking his fingers from Xavier’s mouth — and covered his own leaking cock in the cold lube. He rubbed his dick against Xavier’s entrance, along with Gaspard’s own dick.

“You ready baby? This is gonna hurt.” Xavier nodded, clenching his eyes shut. His face contorted in anticipation of the oncoming pain. Xavier brought his hands to Pedro’s shoulders, squeezing harshly. Pedro lined himself up — and pushed in. It was tight, but they were all expecting that. Gaspard wrapped his arms around Xavier’s torso, clutching the smaller man to his chest. Xavier himself, clawed at Pedro’s shoulders. The pain he was feeling was so bad, almost unbearable.

“Pedro! Stop, please!” The eldest stopped immediately. He kissed Xavier's face, mumbling apology after apology to the youngest man. Xavier tangled his fingers in Pedro’s hair, tugging.

“It-it’s alright. Just give me a minute, will you?” Pedro nodded. He wanted this as much as the other two, but the last thing he wants to do is hurt one of them. So he waited, and waited—not moving an inch until he was given the okay to keep going. It took a bit until Xavier nodded his head.

“Okay, go ahead. But please, be gentle.” There was a notable wobble to the man’s voice.

“Of course, anything for you darling. I don’t want to hurt you. Just tell me if you need me to stop again.” Xavier nodded. Pedro moved again, as slow as he could. Gaspard gave small grunts in response to Pedro. For both rubbing against him, and the tight squeeze. The curly haired man took one of his hands and drifted downwards. He lightly grabbed Xavier’s cock, giving it small strokes. The black haired man screamed out at the touch. Pedro stopped again, thinking he went too fast, or too hard.

“No, Pedro, don't stop please! K-Keep going.” The eldest did as told, continuing his slow movements. Gaspard slowed his hand, trying not to be rough. Xavier whimpered. The feeling of getting filled even more and the soft hand wrapped around his dick was pushing him over the edge. Pedro was nearly all the way in, still inching his way to be fully within the man. As the eldest was pushing in, be pressed right up against Xavier’s prostate. The youngest man bucked his hips up into Gaspard’s hand. He screamed out in ecstasy, cumming all over Gaspard’s hand. Pedro was finally all the way in, staring in amazement as Xavier’s orgasm shook through his entire body.

“X-Xavier, fuck. Are you ok?” Pedro stayed still, not wanting to push the youngest into overstimulation. Xavier nodded slowly.

“I-I-I’m fine. You just h-hit . . .” He trailed off still shaking. Pedro lifted a hand up to Xavier’s face, wiping the few tears that fell from his eyes.

“It’s ok, I get it love.” Pedro cooed. He kissed Xavier’s face, trying to take his attention away from the pain. Gaspard pulled his hand away from Xavier’s exhausted cock, letting him rest.

“Just tell us when, ok?” Gaspard spoke into Xavier’s ear. The younger shivered slightly, leaning back onto Gaspard’s chest. He nodded his head, and clawed at Pedro’s shoulders. The eldest flinched, but silently endured it. This pain was probably nothing compared to what Xavier must be feeling right now.

“You ok Pedro?” Gaspard looked up to the elder with a concerned face. Xavier lifted his head from Gaspard’s shoulder. Tears ran down his face as he stared up at the older man.

“I’m alright, really.” Xavier loosened his grip. “No, no, Xavier you’re alright. I’ll take it, you must be hurting more. I can take it love.” Pedro leaned down to kiss Xavier, who gladly accepted.

“Besides, it’s only fair that you leave a few marks too. A little payback for all the marks we left on you, yeah?” Xavier smiled, rolling his eyes a little. The black haired man pulled Pedro back down, kissing him softly. Xavier gladly accepted Pedro’s offer though. He moved down to the man’s jawline, and his neck, his collarbone. Anywhere that was noticeable at any point in time. Just biting and licking. He bit down on the juncture of Pedro’s shoulder and neck particularly hard. He was sure it would have drawn blood if he bit any harder. Pedro shivered at the hard bite, but accepted it nonetheless. He cradled Xavier’s head, letting him have his way on his neck. The younger pulled away, licking at his marking.

“You two can move now. Just take it slow please. I’d prefer I don’t have to explain why I’m limping to everyone in the morning.” He laughed, grinding his hips down. The two men groaned out a laugh.

“Just brace yourself baby. Tell us if it’s too much.” Gaspard said. Xavier laid back onto the elder’s chest, letting them do what they wanted. It was a slow start, gentle and careful. They wanted to make sure the youngest was enjoying it as much as they knew they were. The almost painful squeeze of both dicks was unbearable at times. But when they got into it — the feeling was indescribable. It was hot and tight. It made the two men unravel. They became nothing more than sex hungry men who simply wanted to ravage the man in between them. But they knew they couldn’t, for fear of hurting him. The pleasure may have been incredible, but it wasn’t good enough to force themselves onto Xavier. The black haired man arched his back whenever they would fuck into him in just the right way. It didn’t take much for Xavier to get hard again.

“You ok Xavier? It’s not too much?” Pedro spoke between soft moans. Xavier shook his head frantically.

“Yes! Fuck yes, please don’t stop!” He had tears rolling down his face. Everything felt so good, and he couldn’t help the tears that fell. Pedro held the man’s legs apart, giving himself more room to lean down, to get closer. He leaned down past Xavier, giving Gaspard a surprise kiss. He happily accepted, kissing into Pedro’s mouth with a powerful lust for more. Their tongues mixed together, only breaking for air when their lungs screamed at them. Xavier was at the forefront of watching. It all happened directly next to his face, how could he not watch. Both men gave him a side eyed glance. A smirk came to their faces as they continued to make out. Xavier groaned as he bucked his hips. He rutted against Pedro’s stomach, loving the way it felt. Pedro pulled away from Gaspard’s lips.

“You taste just as delicious as you look, Gaspard.” Pedro cooed. The curly haired man felt his face heat up. God this man was such a sap. But truly that’s what the other men loved about Pedro. He was such a romantic, even before all of this. He would mess with them in subtle ways, almost like he was trying to say something. But none of that really matters right now — all that matters is the moment. And right now, the moment was filled with absolute pleasure and euphoria. Xavier couldn’t help but scream out the older men’s names as they fucked him so well. As if they had done it hundreds of times before.

“Pedro! Gah-Gaspard! Fuck, please ha-harder!” He begged, just like he had done dozens of times the same night. They gladly gave the man what he wanted. Working in tandem to give the younger man all the pleasure he so needed and wanted. Gaspard held onto Xavier’s hips, only slightly forcing him down harder. Every time they thrusted up, he would pull Xavier down. The younger man’s body shook with each hard thrust from the other two. Xavier hooked his arm around the back of Gaspard’s head, pulling him into a messy kiss. His other hand found its way to Pedro’s chest, feeling around the pectoral. Pedro loved the attention he was given, be it small. It felt like they were going for hours, lost in the moments of pleasure that seemed to linger longer and longer.

“I-I don’t know how much more of this I can take.” Gaspard breathed out. His voice faltered, and his grip around Xavier tightened.

“I’m right there with you, Gas.” Pedro spoke back. He pushed Xavier’s legs further apart, pushing himself into the man more and more. Xavier choked out a sob, it was all becoming too much.

“Please, one of you — please! T-Touch me, I’m so close.” Xavier cried out. Pedro took it upon himself to wrap a hand around the younger man’s dick. Gaspard himself, took to fondling Xavier’s chest. Groping at his pectorals, pinching his nipples. The youngest man screamed out in pure pleasure. If their neighbours couldn’t hear them before, they definitely could now. Xavier couldn’t help the tears that escaped from his eyes. The pleasure of being fucked so many times — fucked so hard through the entire night, it was all too much. His climax came before he could even process what was happening. Xavier threw his head back in a silent scream as he spilled out all over his and Pedro’s stomachs. His orgasm simultaneously making him clench around the two older men that fucked into him.

“Fuck Xavier!” They both screamed, burying themselves into the younger man. Xavier went limp against Gaspard’s chest as they pushed so far into him. He thought they might tear him apart. Pedro and Gaspard fucked themselves through their own orgasms. Accidentally pushing Xavier into the brink of overstimulation. He whimpered out as their thrusts became slow, eventually stopping entirely.

“Xavier, fuck. A-are you alright? We di-didn’t hurt you right?” Pedro asked breathlessly. He took his clean hand and cupped the younger man’s face. Xavier shook his head to his best ability.

“We didn’t go too ha-hard did we?” Gaspard chimed in. Another shake of the man’s head. He could barely talk, let alone move at the moment. His entire body felt heavy and exhausted. Xavier could pass out right now if it wasn’t for the feeling of Pedro and Gaspard pulling out slowly. The drag of them brushing past his prostate had him moaning softly.

“S-sorry, you must be sensitive. We’ll try to be careful.” Pedro spoke with a bit of concern in his voice. He slowed down, taking his time to pull out along with Gaspard. Xavier let out a sigh as they pulled out all the way. That feeling of being empty again. He missed being full, but he can’t take another round even if he wanted it. Too exhausted and on the brink of passing out. Pedro mumbled something to him, he didn’t hear. All he knew was Pedro left, Xavier didn’t know where to. He could feel Gaspard wrapping his arms around him though. The curly haired man made slow circles on Xavier’s stomach, slowly soothing the painful ache he felt. He laid there in the man’s arms, trying his best to not fall asleep. There wasn’t any particular reason he wanted to stay awake other than he wanted to be with Pedro and Gaspard for a little longer. There was a dip in the bed next to him, more mumbled words and a pair of arms scooping him up.

“Let’s take him to the bathroom.” He heard Pedro talking. When did he get back? He was being lifted off the bed and taken somewhere. Xavier opened his eyes, only to be somewhat blinded by the bright lights of the bathroom. He groaned at the harsh lights, and pushed his face into Pedro’s chest.

“Ah, Gaspard, can you dim the lights a little?” Pedro asked in a whispered voice. Gaspard made a sound of acknowledgment. The lights darkened and Xavier’s eyes opened a little. There was the sound of running water and the nice smell of flowers. Before he knew it the black haired man was being slowly lowered into the tub of warm water. His entire body relaxed into the scented water. He couldn’t exactly tell what smell it was — but it definitely smelled good. Pedro let him sink into the water, taking his hands away. He heard the older men talking about something, but didn’t really care about what.

“Hey hey now.” Gaspard’s soft voice startled him a little. “Don’t fall asleep on us just yet.”

“But I’m tired. You put me in warm water and expect me not to fall asleep after you two fucked me into exhaustion?” Xavier took an irritated tone — but he didn’t really mean it. He was just grumpy that he wasn't being allowed to drift off into sleep.

“We just need to do a few things first, okay. Then we’ll take you back, and you can sleep for however long you want.” Pedro leaned down and kissed the top of Xavier’s head. The youngest sighed out, but nodded his head slightly.

“Fine, but make it quick. I’d like to actually get some sleep.” Pedro and Gaspard chuckled. The sound of rushing water had stopped. The only sound was the light splashing of water as Pedro and Gaspard moved Xavier around to step into the tub themselves. Pedro took a seat behind Xavier and Gaspard found a place to the left of them.

“Aren’t you glad we paid extra to have a room with one of these huge tubs now?” Pedro joked, kissing Xavier's neck softly. He simply grumbled out a response. The black haired man relaxed against Pedro’s chest.

“Can you lean your head back a little darling? We’re gonna rinse you off.” Xavier did as asked. He leaned himself back more, letting his hair be submerged under water. He was brought back up, being met with a cold blob of shampoo in his hair. Gaspard sat in front of him — gently rubbing in the scented liquid. Xavier sighed out, the touch calming. When the curly haired man was done, Xavier’s head was slowly being dunked under the water again. Pedro ran his fingers through the dark hair, getting all of the suds out. He leaned back up, another cold liquid being put in his hair. They went through the same procedure, scrub, then rinse.

“You ok?” Pedro’s voice startled Xavier a bit.

“Yeah, I’m ok. I just didn’t realize how much I like being pampered like this.” Gaspard and Pedro looked at each other — smiles coming to their faces.

“Well I suppose we’ll keep that in mind for later then.” Xavier chuckled. They continued to clean Xavier off. Washing his face, his chest, back, legs — all of him. They laid him against the side of the tub, taking a minute to clean themselves as well. When they were done, Pedro moved Xavier back to lean against his chest. But then it came time for Xavier to be cleaned more, thoroughly.

“Hey Xav.” Gaspard spoke. Xavier gave a noise to say he was listening. “We’re gonna need to clean you out by the way.” Xavier held his head up, and squinted at Gaspard.

“If I knew you’d have to do that, I don’t think I would have let you two cum in me so much.” Pedro and Gaspard each gave a nervous laugh.

“Well he’s right, you know. It would be best to get all of that,” a somewhat nervous cough from Pedro. “All of that cum out of you.”

“Oh please Pedro. It’s your guys’ fault I have cum in me in the first place. Don’t act all embarrassed about it now.” Pedro looked away, his face going bright red.

“W-well I can’t help it. It might be easy to say that kinda stuff when we’re actually having sex, but it just feels awkward now.” Xavier scoffed, but laid his head back down anyway.

“Fine, do whatever.” Xavier spread his legs open slowly. He winced a little, still being sore. Pedro placed his hands on Xavier’s knees, keeping them apart. Meanwhile Gaspard reached down into the water. He pressed his fingers against Xavier, and watched him tense up a little.

“It’s alright, I’ll be quick about it.” Gaspard pressed his fingers in and Xavier whimpered. Pedro kissed at the younger’s neck, trying his best to keep him calm. Gaspard gently curled his fingers, scooping out what was inside. He did this a few times before he felt he got everything.

“There we go, all done love.” Xavier gave a sigh as he went limp against Pedro’s chest again. The two older men showered Xavier with kisses. All of the skin area above the water they could reach. Xavier placed his hands in their soaked hair, smiling to himself.

“Alright, alright! Get off me you animals.” Xavier laughed as the two men continued kissing him. He could feel them smiling as they kissed his skin.

“Can’t help it. You’re just too cute.” Gaspard spoke between kisses.

“Yeah. I don’t know how we managed to wait this long to do this.” Pedro chimed. He laughed into Xavier’s hair.

“You’re telling me. Though honestly I didn’t think you guys had a thing for me.” Xavier’s tone saddened a bit.

“What? How could you think that? We literally kiss before every show.”

“Yeah, over that stupid cross you wear all the time. And have you already forgotten about when you got “married” in Vegas?” he air quoted married, because it wasn’t a real, official wedding. It was all a joke for the documentary they were filming.

“Oh, right. That.” Gaspard felt a bit guilty about that. Even knowing how upset Xavier looked about that at the time.

“Yeah, that. But, that doesn’t matter. I’m the one with you in my arms right now, so screw that woman.” Xavier spat. He wasn’t happy about it then and he sure wasn’t going to hide it now.

“Alright, it’s ok. That’s in the past.” Pedro interrupted them, breaking the tension a bit. “There's nothing to worry about now.” Xavier grumbled but complied. He calmed down, simply petting Gaspard’s damp curls. They stayed in the water for a while, but it soon became a little too cramped.

“C-can we go back to the room now? I’m starting to get all pruny.” Xavier cringed a bit. The other two men laughed. Pedro’s laugh shook Xavier as he laid back on the man.

“Sure, let’s get you up.” Gaspard stood up, reaching his hand down. Xavier took the elder’s hand and tried to stand up. He didn’t get half way before his knees were buckling. The older men were quick to catch him. Pedo wrapped his arms around Xavier’s stomach — Gaspard hooking his hands under the man’s arms. The water in the tub splashed out, soaking the floor a bit.

“Woah, hey hey. You alright?” Pedro’s voice dripped with worry.

“Y-yeah, just a little wobbly.” Xavier set his hand on the edge of the bathtub, giving himself more support.

“Ok, well just lean on us. We got you.” Xavier nodded his head. He let his arms be thrown over the elder’s shoulders. They gently wrapped their hands around his waist keeping him steady.

“Do you think you can walk a little? Or at least step over the tub?” Pedro asked.

“Mhmm, I can try.” Xavier lifted up his leg and set his foot down on the edge. The other two both put a foot outside of the water, stepping onto the cold tile floor. Xavier stepped out — he would’ve fallen over again if it wasn’t for Gaspard and Pedro. He would need to thank them for everything. They walked the black haired man over to the sink, letting him lean against it. Pedro grabbed a few towels to dry them off. He handed one to Gaspard, who proceeded to dry out Xavier’s hair. They went over him a few times to make sure he was dry enough — then they did the same for themselves.

“How’s that feel love?” Gaspard asked, kissing Xavier’s cheek sweetly.

“Much better. Though still, you know, sore and tired.” he laughed.

“Right, well then let’s get you to bed.”

“Yes please.” Xavier whined out. He let Gaspard wrap his arm around his waist again. When he reached to grab Pedro, he wasn’t there.

“Pedro?” A small wobble as Xavier spoke.

“Yeah, sorry, I’m here.” He walked back into the room, with boxers in his hands. “Do you want a pair?” He offered one to both men.

“Yeah, sure. What about you, Xav?” Gaspard looked over to the man.

“You’ll probably have to put them on for me. If I bend down, I’ll end up falling.”

“We don’t want that. Let me put them on for you then.” Pedro got on his knees, pulling the waistband out. “Here, give me your foot.” Xavier did as asked — letting Pedro push the briefs up his leg a little before doing the same for his other foot. He gave affectionate kisses to Xavier’s legs as he slowly pulled up the fabric. He paid the most attention to Xavier’s hips. The bone pronounced and his waist slender.

“You’re not gonna get anywhere with that you know. I can’t go anymore even if I really wanted to.” Pedro just smiled.

“I know, I know. Just wanted to kiss you some more.” Xavier rolled his eyes, despite his face going red.

“You sap.” The eldest stood up, giving both men a quick kiss before backing away.

“You know you love it.”

“Never said I didn’t, pretty boy.” He leaned up, giving Pedro a kiss, loving how he felt against his lips.

“Are we gonna go to bed or are you two gonna keep making out?” Gaspard laughed. He had gotten himself into his boxers. Pedro held Xavier to his chest, kissing the top of his head.

“Someone’s jealous.” Gaspard rolled his eyes. He walked past the two, slapping Pedro’s ass as he made his way to the other room.

“Hurry up you two, the bed's cold!” He shouted from the other room. Pedro bent down, picking Xavier up bridal style. The black haired man let out a yelp that turned into laughter as Pedro carried him. Pedro set the youngest down gently next to Gaspard, following suit. Pedro laid his hand on Xavier’s waist — Gaspard taking to spooning Xavier as well. The black haired man pressed his face to Pedro’s chest — it was warm and soft. It had the faint hint of the soap they used to clean themselves with. The two older men took to chatting for a bit. Meanwhile Xavier could already feel himself nodding off. He groaned out, reaching for the blankets near his feet. Pedro sat up and pulled the sheets up to Xavier’s shoulders.

“Good night love.”
“Night gorgeous.”

They whispered into Xavier’s ear, both giving him a kiss. The youngest mumbled a good night to the men as he began to slip away into sleep. Gaspard and Pedro lowered their voices, now barely audible mumbles as Xavier fell asleep. He was happy, glad to have done this with the two men he trusted most. He hoped that this wouldn’t be a one time thing, hoped it would last forever.