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Jason opened the fridge. Closed it. Opened it. Still nothing.
Well, not nothing, if half a ketchup bottle, some low-fat coffee creamer, and a stick of margarine counted.
Jason supposed they kind of had to right then. He grabbed the coffee creamer and tried to convince himself it was the same as milk as he took a big gulp. Instant regret, the sour taste that hit his tongue had him instantly spitting and hacking a mess all over the kitchen floor. Spoilt.
With more coughing and gagging and a curse he tossed the container in the trash can and bent himself over the side of the kitchen sink in desperation to get the last of the sour taste out of his mouth.
It was in the midst of several gargle-and-spits that his roommate finally came to investigate what all the fuss was about. "What's up?" Dick inquired in a sleep-filled voice, sleeping in after a long night of working. Through his sleep-haze he noted the mess of creamer spilled on the floor between the fridge and the trash with a wrinkle of his nose. "Oh... you didn't, did you? That stuff expired months ago. When was the last time we had coffee in this place, Jay? Think about it."
He would rather not at the moment, stomach already churning dangerously as he spit again and yet STILL managed to taste that swill.
"This is fucking bullshit. We need to find a side hustle."
Dick yawned and groaned at the same time as he shuffled into the kitchen with his eyes mostly closed again. Jason growled in irritation when Dick slumped against his back like he was a freaking cushion as he took another mouthful of tap water. It didn't bother Dick in the slightest as he sighed contentedly against the back of Jason's shoulder blade. "We already work 60 hours a week each, Jay. How much more energy do you think I have? I know you're as burned out as I am with these minimum wage gigs.”
Jason snorted. "They barely cover the rent for this shit-hole."
"City apartments are expensive, Jay. They always have been and always will be," Dick lamented before yawning again and wrapping his arms around Jason's waist like he was literally a big body pillow. "I still say we run away and join the circus or something."
Jason needed something else to get the damn taste out of his mouth. He shook off Dick and went back to the fridge.
Nothing.
Damn it.
He grabbed the ketchup bottle and -after checking the date- squirted out a mouthful.
Horrible. But way better.
He swallowed it down before turning back to Dick. Yeah, well we still need to eat. So find a way to get paid for laying around if you're so tired, but we need food and we need it quick. Unless you are really keen on margarine. Because this ketchup is my supper now."
Dick grimaced, but it was broken by another yawn as he turned to head back to the bedroom. “Okay Jason, sure thing. On it. I’ll find a job that pays me to lay around tomorrow. Enjoy your supper.”
Jason turned around, ready to flip him off, but Dick was already leaving the room, and Jason was left to grouse and squirt more ketchup into his mouth.
X
Jason was dead tired when he got home from his shift at Condiment King. Dead tired and smelling of mayonnaise. But he had some food. Not that he had actually gotten to take both his breaks, but employees were allowed one free burger for each break they took. He had both his own wrapped up and ready to be split between he and Dick, cold and old be damned.
Better than spoilt, and Condiment King was the only job between them that offered some food as a perk. Working those eight hours had been hell though, smelling food and being unable to touch it. He held off from eating one of his sandwiches during the day so he and Dick could share a meal together now.
"Dick... here boy. I got your din-din," Jason called into the dingy little apartment, shaking the paper bag for good measure.
To his surprise (because he really wasn't expecting Dick to come running) Dick came running out of the bedroom straight for him. Rather than grabbing the bag, however, he latched onto one of the pockets of the blue smock Jason wore as part of his uniform and started pulling him along back towards the bedroom.
"Jason, check this out! I was messing around earlier but... you just have to see for yourself!"
Jason followed only to keep his apron from tearing. He wasn't having a replacement one docked from his pay. But he let out a loud groan to show his displeasure. "Oh come on, Dick. I'm tired, and we have food. Glorious food. Well, if you don't apply the actual definition of 'glorious'-
Dick dragged Jason through the bedroom door and over past both their single-sleeper beds to the rather Spartan desk they shared, an old pawn-shop laptop booted up already.
Dick practically shoved Jason down into the folding chair set in front of it, talking a mile a minute. "I was just playing around, I swear. You were talking about making money while laying down and I was just playing a joke. I went on Sugarspree- that sugar daddy site that has the lousy advertising pop-ups- and made us an account together. Just to tease you with when you got home. That was all it was supposed to be. A joke and a laugh and then I delete it and we start looking through Jobly together. I never thought it might actually get a response, but it did! Some daddy messaged and at first I thought- this is even more hilarious! The look that would put on your face! I messaged back, just to go along with it for a moment- just to really get you going when you saw it. You’d be freaking out so bad and then I'd tell you it was just a joke but then-
"Wha- Dick what the hell are you on about? Slow down- what did you actually find some coffee grounds around here somewhere and decide to snort them? You-
"Look look look!" Dick insisted, not shouting but bouncing as he pointed at the screen. "Just read."
As he said that he took the paper bag from Jason, who was distracted when he finally looked at the screen and saw a picture of he and Dick that had been taken by Dick's friend Wally when they had been playing a game of shirts vs. skins down at the public basketball courts in the park. Jason happened to like that picture of himself.
He had been skins that day, and Wally had gotten a lucky shot with the sun casting deep shadows on his muscles to make him look even more ripped as he guarded the ball from Dick, who had been pressed up tight behind him, arm outstretched to try to make a steal.
Jason recalled him failing. Dick recalled himself succeeding. Wally conveniently caught amnesia about it and swore he couldn't remember for sure.
But it wasn't just the picture. It was the Sugarspree banner at the top of the page, the profile summery that read: Two expert ball-handlers seek daddy to play with, and the private message tab below that Dick had clicked into for him.
Jason didn't even register the second burger being set down beside his hand as he started to read and scroll with mounting horror.
One-eyed-monster: Are you open to quick flings or are you both looking for strictly a long-term Daddy? I'm seeking something for this weekend. Dinner and some fun. Possibly open to negotiations after if all parties are interested in more. Message me if you are open to that.
Dickie-bird: Oh really? My brother can get shockingly open- if you get my drift. I'm curious, you'll take us out to eat and then we all just have a night of fun? What were you thinking exactly? Checkers? Scrabble? I could use a specific example, please ;)
Jason stopped reading- snapping his head around to scowl at Dick as he shoved the last of his burger into his stupid face. "What the hell- you told him we were brothers? The fuck?"
Dick shrugged. "I knew it would make you flip even more- case currently in point."
"You're real fucking funny, Grayson," Jason huffed, "And this where you're asking him to spell it out for you... maybe you should have suggested Pictionary so this pervert could draw you a freaking picture of what he freaking wants."
Dick cocked a brow then. "I never thought he'd actually respond back to that. And to be fair... I got a pretty decent word-picture painted for me when he did message back."
Jason's head snapped back around to the screen.
One-eyed-monster: I'm not big into Scrabble. I prefer actions over words. I was thinking fun more in the field of seeing which of you can take more of my cock down your throats before you start choking on it. Does that sound fun enough? If not, I have other games we can play together.
There was a gap in the time stamps of about twenty minutes where Dick hadn't responded. Jason could assume he had lost his nerve after that detailed response, intending to just let it sit there to torture Jason with when he got home with teasing of what they should write back to that. But then another response from the other man.
One-eyed-monster: Daddy expects an answer, Boy.
Holy fuck... Jason would forever deny the shiver that just reading that order sent through him. Would deny the way his cock twitched at the same time under his smock.
Dickie-bird: Uh, yeah sorry about that. We should warn you now though... we don't come cheap.
Jason would have sent Dick another scowl for the silly posturing when he was just jerking the poor schmuck around. His attention, however, was captured and held on the exchange with the response that earned.
One-eyed-monster: I'll be the one to worry about how you both come- if you catch my drift.
Cheeky, throwing Dick's earlier jokes back at him like that. Jason fought to keep his lip from twitching up.
One-eyed-monster: Here's my offer. Talk it over and get back to me by ten. This Saturday night, the Gotham Plaza hotel at 7 o'clock. You and your brother can eat together in the lounge located on the ground floor. Anything you both want, on my tab. Enjoy yourselves. Have the meal and go about your night.
One-eyed-monster: Or, after your meal and drinks, you come up to room 714. In exchange for two hours of your time there you will each receive further payment, which will be disclosed along with some further details about me should you both decide to merely take me up on my offer to comp your meals that night. Let me know if you are agreeing to the meal offer by ten-sharp. At that time the offer will be withdrawn.
"Holy shit," Jason murmured... staring at the screen, rereading it for good measure.
"I know!" Dick nearly cawed from behind him. "I looked up the lounge and it's a five-star kind of deal. We'll actually have to wear jackets! And the food menu-
Jason turned back around. "Whoa- hold up, you're actually considering this crazy shit? I thought this was supposed to be a joke. Ha-ha, got me good, asshole- a joke."
"But this is a free meal! For each of us. Just look at the menu. We don't even have to meet the guy. Come on Jason. It's already 9:42, just take a look at the menu. We can order two meals each and some doggy bags if we want. It's a tab. Who's to stop us?"
Jason scowled back, unmoved by this argument. "Dick, this is where I insert the "Uh-uh, that's bait" Mad Max meme into this conversation and we end it. A free meal... I'm never ever in my life taking you to Vegas or you'll end up roping us into a damn Timeshare."
Dick actually stuck his lower lip out to pout. "But Jay-
"No."
"... They serve raspberry cheesecake."
Jason refused to let the absolute want cross his face, because damn Dick, he wanted. Raspberry cheesecake was his absolute favorite. One he hadn't had in at least a few years now. He managed to not appear wanting, but was thwarted when his stomach growled obnoxiously loud to sell him out. Jason snatched up the other sandwich Dick had left him, refusing to notice how cold it really was. Refusing to acknowledge how greasy and unfulfilling it tasted as he devoured it in about five bites.
And he continued to stare at the screen, the offer, and Dick's stupid pouting reflection in it.
It wasn't when his own stomach churned out another hungry growl, it was when he heard Dick's do the same thing he finally got up and started yanking off his smock that would never not reek of mayo no matter how many times he washed it. "Just agree to the fucking dinner. Nothing else."
"I promise, Jay!" Dick thrilled as he slid into the now empty seat from the other side to start typing.
X
The lounge was indeed very classy, especially for being in a hotel. But the hotel was really fancy too, so there was that. And Dick and Jason had both delighted over the menu. Then Jason had delighted over the drink menu, ordered them each a few fancy mixers to enjoy together.
And the raspberry cheesecake... Jason melted just as much as the actual food did when it hit his tongue. Heaven. Absolute heaven after the pasta he had had. And Dick was so pleased after the meal and drinks that he was actually humming softly to himself under his breath as he leaned on the table.
Jason didn't want the night to end, and they managed to take their time, stretching the meal out to nearly ten thirty.
Everything sat on the tab of one Slade Wilson. He had followed through on his part, sending over some additional information about himself once Dick agreed to the meal for them both. Information like his name so they could call up his tab.
Little else... aside from-
Dick glanced over the table to him now, and Jason knew what conversation they were about to have. Because it had been on his mind too. Throughout the meal, throughout the last two nights. Ever since Slade had set an offer of price to join him together in his room that was disgustingly high.
More than Jason and Dick made together in a month combined, and they were offered that amount for each of them. For just two measly hours.
It hadn't gone ignored. It had gone unannounced, because that wasn't something either of them had the nerve to just scoff at.
"Jason... I've been thinking," Dick started.
Jason sighed, "I hate it when you do that."
Dick rolled his eyes, but eventually a matching sigh escaped him. "Well... me too this time. It's a lot of money for just a few hours, and I know he made an offer for us both but I could just go myself and maybe he'd still be okay with-
"No," Jason shut that down, "You're not going into this pervert’s room by yourself Dick. Fuck that."
Dick paused then, confused if he had just been forbidden from going or if Jason was offering to go with him.
Jason wasn't entirely sure which either as he stared down at his empty plate.
Dick shifted a bit in his seat, leaning forward. "Would it be a little too weird for you? Doing that together with me?"
No, sort of, he wasn't sure.
They had shared a very small apartment for a long time. They shared a freaking room. They probably would have ended up sharing a freaking bed if the two singles hadn't been the cheaper option. They hadn't just seen each other naked, they had both had turns rolling over and pretending to be asleep on the rare occasions the other had brought someone home to hook up with.
Jason knew too much about Dick’s sex life to be weirded out at the idea of this time actually participating together. It wasn't Dick being there that made him feel weird. It was the idea of doing this for money, he supposed. That one was new. It was just a lot of money.
"I'm... I can be okay with that part yeah," Jason admitted. "Um, what about you? Would you rather I not be there?"
Dick didn't even hesitate to shake his head, which surprised and also relieved Jason. "I'd prefer you be there, if you were... up for it."
Jesus, was he up for it? Like seriously up for it? "He's probably some gross fucker with no teeth and gout."
Dick laughed, such an infectious sound that Jason couldn't help but smirk too. "Well... I might be able to keep my eyes closed for a couple hours," Dick chuckled.
He was really willing to go through with this. Jason could see it. Dick was going to take this one for the team if he had to.
Jason shifted his gaze down to their empty and scraped plates as he contemplated it all. "Well... why not, I guess. With the kind of money he's willing to toss at us, he probably can afford dentures anyway."
Dick laughed again, and Jason let himself lean into the sound, soaking it in to warm himself for a moment before they started getting up to head up to room 714.
X
Dick wasn't trying to gawk. He wasn't gawking. He was simply giving his focus to the man in front of them that had paid well to receive it.
He just hadn't expected Slade Wilson to be so... hot.
A real dream-daddy sort, big and sculpted, really fit for his age still, which wasn't nearly as old as Dick and Jason had first assumed he would be. There were a few deep lines in his face that only hardened it further, distinguishing him. His hair was so light it was more white than it was grey, but it was all still there, left un-styled to give a more casual appearance.
Actually, for how fancy and crisp everything in the room was, this man was dressed rather casually. Where even Dick and Jason were wearing jackets from being down in the lounge, Slade was dressed for a different sort of lounging in a grey Henley shirt that stretched over his musculature like a second skin, sleeves pushed back to his elbows, and a pair of soft-looking sweatpants.
He looked positively comfortable as he moved about the mini bar in his room, having offered to grab them a few drinks after he had shown them into the room with an easy sort of smirk, like he had been expecting them to come up eventually for sure.
Dick sat tense on the little love seat against the wall next to Jason, nervous despite having pushed for this.
Stop, he tried to coach himself, the only reason you're nervous is because this is more transactional than you're used to. Just pretend you've been into this guy and managed to charm him into bringing you up to his room.
He forced himself to change how he was sitting too, leaning back and shaking out his shoulders in a little more of a relaxed sprawl. Jason glanced over with a cock of his brow, but Dick merely made himself smile back, same as he would if they were chilling together back at home, about to watch a movie or something.
"This room is really cool," Dick tried to compliment as Slade fetched a few bottled drinks.
Jason rolled his eyes just as Slade turned around to face them once more, and they both maybe went just a little more rigid under that hard stare, because if there was one thing about him that was just a bit unnerving, it was the intense stare that he possessed in just the one eye he had, the other covered by a stark black patch.
"I'm not usually one for small talk," he informed them pointedly but not necessarily unkindly. He held out a couple opened bottles for them to both take, which they did, though Dick merely held his whereas Jason took a hard pull of his own. "Have either of you ever had a Sugar daddy before?"
What did they say? Do they lie? Is it better if they're actually clueless or would he not like that?
"No, Dick made the profile as a joke on me initially," Jason confessed.
Dick shot a scowl Jason's way, because nothing like being thrown under a bus.
Slade, however, looked further intrigued. "Really? Is that right, Dick?"
Why did that question make Dick start to blush as if he were about to get a scolding from an actual parent? "Um, something like that. I didn't think anyone would actually reach out," he confessed, figuring so long as the cat was out of the bag there was no reason to lie now.
Slade actually huffed a short laugh under his breath before taking a drink himself. "And you both came up here anyway. You're not actually brothers, I take it?"
They were so getting dismissed from this, but fuck it, Dick took a drink before it could be taken back from him and shrugged his shoulders. "We're roommates. That's all."
Slade hummed, but not in displeasure. "That's good to know, but I'm fine with the pretense anyways."
Oh...
Oh!
Maybe they weren’t screwing themselves out of this after all. If Slade was fine with this so far there really wasn't anything else to confess on.
Dick was too nervous still to let a silence lull between them all anyway, "So, as for the next two hours... what sort of things did you have in mind? That was a- a rather generous offer that you gave us for so little time."
Now that smirk grew on Slade's face in approval for Dick getting to the business of it. Dick decided it only made him look even more handsome to smirk like that. "We don't have to do anything too crazy tonight. I prefer to keep most of my kinks to ongoing engagements. Let's see how we do tonight. Condoms are available, so I expect them to be used for penetrations. Outside of that, my rules can be a bit laxed. I would say so long as you both can be good, pleasing boys, we can all enjoy ourselves very much tonight."
Dick's big mouth, because he let out a little burst of a laugh before he could help himself. "Well, shoot, we might be out of luck after all. Jason is a brat really."
Jason shot a scowl back over to Dick, "Yeah? Well, better than being a priss."
Slade's smile actually curled a little more, and that amusement became laced with something else as he took another drink.
Dick saw it, and he was sure Jason had too. Did he dare push it? His gut told him to go for it, and he had ample reasons by this point in his life to trust his own intuition. He cocked his head and cast a playfully coy glance over to Slade from under his lashes. “You see how he treats me, Daddy? Just because he thinks he’ll get away with it?”
Jason’s jaw actually dropped at the play Dick had just made, but he had no regret for it. Not when a new heat flared in Slade’s gaze that told him that had definitely been a good move.
Rather than picking up the clear bait Dick had just thrown out, however, all he got for it was short acknowledgement of “Cute.”
Dick grinned back with a little touch of wicked delight. Okay, so Slade was sort of fun to flirt with. He could work with that. At least it gave him hope that they wouldn’t be simply suffering through the next couple hours. Maybe it could even be kind of fun.
Jason cleared his throat, pointing back and forth between Slade and Dick, “Maybe you two should get a room or something.”
Dick blushed harder, he could feel the heat in his face. He also smiled wider, however, because Jason could always do that to him in the strangest of moments.
Slade even snorted another laugh through his nose. “Well, doesn’t that sound like a smart idea.”
"This counts as part of the two hours you wanted to spend with us, right?" Jason groused.
Slade's lip twitched like that had almost pulled a grin from him. Almost. "You two really could be brothers. You have the same lip. But you're not wrong. Talk is cheap." When Slade stood up from his seat across from them, Dick almost lost his nerve, having forgotten just how much he had had to crane his head before as the mountain of a man towered over them both effortlessly.
Next to him, even Jason gulped, but defiantly held the gaze of that single eye that slid between them both.
"Let’s start this easy," he suggested with a slight purr to his voice that deepened it, "Your profile promised a pair of 'expert ball handlers'. A big claim to make. How about you both give a preview of your skills?"
Dick felt his pulse starting to thrum through him with nervousness and excitement alike that struggled against each other, but he got the idea of what Slade wanted easy enough. A quick glance to Jason told him that he also understood perfectly well what the man was hinting towards, and it was with almost telepathic synchrony that they both leaned forward and slid off of the couch to kneel before it, confident that they could make this work.
The wicked smirk given was confirmation enough that they had been right in their guess, and Dick's eyes finally broke from that stare to drift down the massive span of Slade's body. There was a definite bulge already forming there. He tried to lick his lips- which suddenly felt so dry- as he watched Slade's hand come forward to cup himself through the material of his slacks and-
Oh fuck, he was big.
The outline of that girth was made very clear to them both as Slade gripped himself, giving a teasing squeeze. It was nearly hypnotic to watch that hand move up to the hem of his pants, but it paused there, merely tapping at the fly.
"Here, Boy."
Dick's brain was sluggish in realizing Slade was calling them to open it for him. He really only caught on as quickly as he did because Jason moved next to him, starting to shift his way forward. Dick moved too, and they came up to Slade's crotch at the same time. Dick was the first to reach out though, again telling himself that this worked just the same as any other lover. He unfastened Slade's fly, and Jason gripped the material to pull them down, and then it was right there, staring them down just as intensely as Slade had moments prior, thick and heavy between the man's thighs to the point of intimidation.
Dick rallied himself mentally, because he wasn't going to let this intimidate him. None of this, the cock, the man, nor the situation. Be sexy for a few hours, enticing. Be a lover. He knew how to do that.
He wasn't the only one, given a stark reminder of that when he and Jason almost smacked into each other when they both went right for the tip at the same time. They managed to recover, both changing plans in an instant from sucking to licking, which allowed them both room to start. Dick dragged his tongue just to the left of Slade's tip, and Jason mimicked the action on the right. Then Jason was moving further down the side of the shaft, licking his way down the length, and Dick took the opening to pull the wide tip into his mouth, sucking softly and continuing to work his tongue in a practiced move that had earned him much praise in the past.
Jason's shoulder was warm against his own, and he kept his eyes cracked open to watch as Jason's pink tongue slid along Slade's flesh in a sloppy kiss that left a trail of saliva. Dick rocked his head forward down the length as well, trying to cover as much of that trail as he could with his own. It wasn't easy, his mouth and throat both filling quickly, Slade thick enough to already put an ache in his jaw. Jason took him by surprise when he inched back up to meet Dick's lips as they slid down the shaft, suctioning against the side of Slade's cock right where Dick's own couldn't seem to reach any further.
Then there was a hand petting into his tresses, and Dick glanced up the massive body to meet that intense gaze once more just as that hand started to lightly press against the back of his head, guiding him further, coaxing him to swallow down another inch that pressed at the sides of his throat. He tried, even as his eyes started to water and his airway became blocked, he tried to take in as much as he could. Jason's lips played against his own though, not giving up ground. Dick shivered hard when he felt Jason's soft lips shift against the side of his own, felt that tongue as it licked over not just Slade now, but also the side of his mouth and his blood started moving south within his own body.
He suddenly wanted to kiss Jason back for how he was being teased, but he wanted air even more, unfortunately.
He pulled back, and Slade allowed him to do so for a few inches, but then that hand in his hair applied pressure again, and again Dick was guided back down that cock just after getting maybe half a breath of air.
Jason's lips weren't there to meet his this time, however, those teal eyes turned up now as he moved to the base of Slade's cock, and lower to the man's balls. Dick tried to keep his eyes from tearing up as he took in even more of Slade this time, cock putting pressure on his gag reflex, but he didn’t want to miss it as Jason sucked softly at one of Slade's balls.
It was a surprisingly beautiful sight, and Dick suddenly wished he hadn't been quite so polite in the past to always turn away when Jason would have someone over back at the apartment.
Slade allowed Dick to move back once more, but continued to pull him back over his cock after each half-breath that Dick managed to desperately take in. It wasn't bad though, hard as it was. Every pun intended.
Dick enjoyed the feeling, the triumph as Slade started to tighten his grip a little more, to breathe a little harder. That dark look that meant desire filling that striking eye when Dick again looked up at him when Slade was halfway down his throat once more.
This time when he pulled off and Slade tried to guide him back, Dick resisted. There was a small measure of relief when Slade didn't force it, letting go then to allow Dick to move off of his cock and instead inch a little closer to tongue instead at the other ball opposite of Jason, his heart racing now as his own cock tented in his pants.
Slade's hand came back into his hair, threading through it in a way that felt very nice as Dick continued to mimic Jason's movements in tonguing Slade's balls, letting out soft little moans that vibrated through them just the same as his roommate did.
Slade's gaze was very dark now as it stared down at them, shifting between the two of them with the utmost lust.
It was to Dick's surprise when the man suddenly pulled back from them, only for that pressure to return to the back of Dick's skull, this time guiding him not to Slade's cock, but to his right. Right to Jason, who Slade also had a grip on.
Jason's teal eyes were just a little hazy, his lips slack and just a little swollen now- likely the same as Dick's in that moment- and Dick didn't fight it at all as they were brought face to face. He closed that last inch himself, taking the opportunity to get what he had wanted as he pressed his lips to Jason's own. They were indeed soft, and he tasted earthy from his drink lingering there.
Dick brought his own hand up, knocking Slade's out of the way as he tangled his own fingers in Jason's hair to bring him closer, wanting more of a taste. Jason opened up easily to him, eagerly almost. Dick deepened the kiss, leading it, and he almost thought he imagined Jason tremble against him as he stroked his tongue over Jason's own.
Jesus, how had he not kissed Jason before this?
He wasn't sure if he moved closer or if Jason had, but Dick hissed in a breath when Jason's hips slid against his own, and the press of his cock against Dick's own was enough to send his mind spinning straight up into orbit.
He was sent crashing right back down to earth with the clearing of Slade's throat above them, both breaking from the impassioned kissing to look up at him like they had managed to forget why they were here.
Slade was far from offended, eye glittering with desire and amusement down at them as he reached out and ran his hands softly down each of their cheeks, moving to catch just a little bit of the spittle clinging to Jason's bottom lip.
"Let's move this into the bedroom."
This was actually going to happen. Dick wasn't sure his legs could be counted on to even carry him into the bedroom.
Jason was apparently willing to be very supportive, because he started climbing to his own feet and reached a hand out to help Dick up too.
They all moved together towards the other half of the suite that housed the bedroom section, the king-size taking up most of the room. It was huge.
Following Slade into the room however, comparing Jason's size (who Dick had always considered a big guy before seeing Slade) and Slade's own bulk... he doubted it was going to be even half the space they needed. "How should we-
Before Dick could even finish his question, Jason was headed towards the bed, eyes on the prize at the end as he slipped off his jacket and pulled off his shirt. And then he started unfastening his jeans and Dick couldn't even fully recall what it was he was about to ask anyway. He watched Jason shuck his jeans, leaving him in only his boxers.
He had seen Jason dressed in even less so many times before, but after that kiss...
Dick really noticed it now, Jason really did have an amazing body.
Speaking of, there was suddenly a wall of a body up against his back, an arm almost as thick as his head wrapping around his waist to pull him back against Slade. And then there was that low voice whispering softly in his ear, conspiratorially. "That kiss between you two before was really something. Quite the show of brotherly love." Dick’s jacket was being pulled down off his shoulders, Slade stripping it off of him. It was a bit of a relief, Dick not realizing until it was off how sweaty he had been getting under it. "How about an encore?"
His hands were huge, resting on Dick's hips now for a moment before he started to also pull Dick's shirt out of his pants, moving to the buttons to start unfastening them for him. Dick found himself very aware of every slight brush of Slade's rough knuckles against his stomach and then chest as more and more buttons were unfastened. It wasn't the only thing he was aware of, Slade also brushing against the back of his ass, cock still hard and bare against the back of his slacks.
Everything about Slade was just so big.
His shirt was taken off of him next, and he fought against the urge to shiver despite the warmth of the room as he was left half naked. Before him, however, Jason had twice as much skin on display as he climbed onto the mattress, teal eyes finally landing back on Dick and this time they raked over him too.
Jesus, the look of desire that filled those teal eyes was like a flame, and Dick might as well have been a moth drawn to that fire.
Slade gave a final helpful shove to his back, urging him on, and Dick didn't even try to resist climbing up the length of the bed, climbing right up between Jason's legs to bring himself as close to those eyes as he could. Jason didn’t hesitate, just wrapped welcoming arms around him, and leaned forward to lock their lips together. Dick let himself sink into the kiss.
Jason's skin against his was solid and warm and the absolute ideal of comfort, and the kiss was more of that, but it was also exciting. Sexy and exhilarating. Jason's tongue slid against his own as easily as though they had done this before, more than just moments before anyway.
His body moved on instinct, hands feeling up the muscles of Jason's abdominals. The hard ridges and dips were thrilling to explore. Then those chest muscles filled his hands and he groaned against Jason's lips as he cupped them, squeezing and molding them with his fingers until Jason moaned right back.
It was heaven already, but then Dick noted the stiff little buds playing against his palms as Jason got even more excited. He let go only so that he could tease them in a more direct manner, brushing and pinching, pulling a few more breathy little moans from Jason's mouth. He happily devoured those noises, sucking at Jason's lips and tongue until he eventually had to come up for air.
It turned out that that was even better, Jason's moan breaking out into the room and Dick rolled his hips against him to pull forth another from him. He wanted to do more, to do everything he could to turn those moans into a constant stream coming from Jason, to fill the room with them. It was better than music.
He couldn't kiss Jason again then, couldn't bear to cut off that sound, so instead he turned his lips down to Jason's chest. He peppered it with a few sloppy kisses before sucking one of those hard nipples into his mouth to flick his tongue over.
The startled whine that escaped Jason as he arched and his cock pressed more firmly up against Dick's own was everything.
And still Dick wanted more from him.
He only had a thin pair of boxers to stop him from achieving that, and they were no match against him. He left a sloppy trail of licks and kisses down Jason's torso, letting his hands stay behind to play with those pert little nipples a little longer before he finally had to take them back to pull down the boxers that were already sitting low on Jason's hips. His cock was so hard that it slapped up against his pelvis again as Dick pulled off the boxers. He was encouraged that Jason had smirked and lifted his hips to help him get them off that much faster.
His cock was beautiful, dark hair trimmed down short all around it, and Dick chuckled deep in his throat when he noticed a little patch of white hair about the perfect size for him to cover with the pad of his thumb just to the left side of Jason's cock. He mused to himself that the carpet really matched the drapes when it came to his roommate.
He ran his tongue up the underside of Jason's cock, and looked up to meet that teal gaze as it started to go hazy once more as it watched him do so. His lips were slack once more, plump as Jason panted in and out through them, and Dick focused on them as he fastened his own around Jason's cock and sucked it in deep. He made it a point to try to take it in even further and deeper than he had managed with Slade-
Shit, he had nearly forgotten about the man again. As though Slade could read his mind to know that he was aware of him once more, Dick felt the bed compress behind him with a new weight shifting onto it.
He didn't let that take his attention away from what he was doing. He took Jason in nearly down to the base, focusing himself on going all the way. He hardly even noted Slade kneeling behind him now, until those big hands were back around his waist to undo his belt and the fly of his jeans. He vaguely noted when Slade jerked them down on his hips enough to expose his ass. Mainly because it made what was already a tight situation for his crotch even more that side of painful, and also because it pulled him back up an inch or two from reaching his goal of taking Jason all the way down his throat.
He recommitted to it, sucking and running his tongue over the veiny flesh as Jason bent his legs on either side of Dick to allow him more room. Jason's eyes, however, had left him, turning to somewhere over Dick's shoulder where Slade was. The way they widened just a little bit the soft gasp dropping from those swollen lips was the only warning Dick got before he too realized what it was Slade was up to.
He jolted and gasped so hard that Jason's cock slipped right down deep into his throat, lips crashing against Jason's pelvis at the first feel of Slade's tongue suddenly lapping against his asshole. He tried to pull back, throat burning from the suddenness of it, but he only managed an inch or two, unable to press back any further. Slade had a strong grip on his ass cheeks, pulling them lewdly apart and holding him trapped in place. And that tongue of his took full advantage. Dick would have maybe yelped if he could have made any noise at all, the noises he could make strangled by Jason's cock as that tongue lapped at him and pressed teasingly around his hole. Slade ate at him at a leisurely pace, as if this were his own meal for the night and he was set to enjoy it.
Dick couldn't move back, so instead he scrambled to get his hands off of Jason's hips and to the bed so he could at least lift himself up for some air. The noises that escaped him were embarrassing, but only half as embarrassing as the lewd slurps and sucking sounds that Slade made against him as that tongue dragged maddeningly against him.
Jason's hands were suddenly on his face, cupping his head sweetly, and Dick focused enough to see an expression on the other man that almost seemed possessed by lust as Jason sat up enough to press their lips together once more, now drinking in the soft sounds that Dick made as Slade continued to eat him out.
And then that tongue made room enough to just slip past the tight rim and, oh fuck-
That drove Dick even crazier, hips trying to buck desperately despite Slade's firm hold on him, wanting to drive back into that feeling that lit up so many different nerves with pleasure that all seemed to scream for more.
It was incredible, but not nearly enough. Like being given a sniff of chocolate cake and then not being allowed to eat any. It almost felt like sex, but not nearly enough, and left Dick actually craving as he whimpered against Jason's lips.
He managed to break it long enough to gasp out a name, although he wasn't sure if he called out Jason's or Slade's. It didn't even matter. He needed one of them, either of them, left feeling ready and empty all at once with that teasing tongue. "More! I- I want more," he panted.
That tongue finally stopped, but it was the opposite of relief as Dick wiggled his hips a little from side to side wantonly.
"He's demanding," Slade chuckled, warmth breaths puffing over the skin of Dick's ass. God, if his legs weren't still trapped in his slacks-
"He's spoilt," Jason corrected the sugar daddy, tone softer than the jab would have normally called for. "Not used to being the one getting teased."
Dick supposed there was a sliver of truth there, recalling if there was anything his previous lovers all had in common it was most likely how they had all been so hurried to jump his bones, so eager to be with him that he never had to ask twice to get what he wanted.
"That's a shame, desperate is a good look on him."
Jason grinned a little more sharply then over Dick's shoulder as Dick whined again. "Not done playing with him already, are you, Daddy?"
'Daddy' was said with such mocking cockiness, less a question and more a challenge being issued. Hadn't Jason just been a panting mess moments ago? Just like Dick was now? How did he bounce back so quickly?
Dick didn't get to wonder about it much more, because the rumbling chuckle that rolled out of Slade was almost fucking sinister with dark amusement.
"We're only getting started, kid. Turn over and fish the lube and two condoms out of the drawer next to the bed for me."
Dick was hauled back by his hips and Slade assisted him in further undressing from his pants. They got tossed carelessly aside to somewhere in the room. Dick brought back to kneel before Slade also allowed for Jason to manage to wiggle around under him, actually obeying as he rolled onto his stomach, having to do so to stretch out enough to reach the drawer and fish out what had been asked of him.
Dick's brain was left struggling to form any thoughts beyond the scope of 'fuck' and 'yeah' as Slade kept his ass pressed back against his own cock, now sitting bare against the curve of his cheek, so close and yet so far from where he needed it to be.
As Jason passed back the lube and condoms, Dick tried to rock his hips a little back into Slade, to try to further the point that he needed more. Slade didn't just ignore him, he actually pushed him away as soon as he had the lube and foil packets.
Not away, actually, technically.
He pushed Dick right onto Jason's back, Jason letting out a surprised grunt under him, large body flexing for a moment beneath him like he meant to try to get up. Not happening. Not with Slade already gripping Dick's hips once more and forcing him even further up Jason's back, cock settling into the dip of his back right above Jason's ass. Then Slade was forcing Dick's legs out to the sides in a wide split, and Dick realized the view that this had to give the man.
His ass sat on full display right on top of Jason's own, his balls caught between them where they were framed just between their asses.
Ass, balls, ass, balls, all easily accessed by the man behind them both now. Dick could feel that heated gaze petting over them both as vividly as a physical touch now, and his heart raced in his chest as he groaned again.
Slade had thought this out it seemed, because there was a soft click and pop of a cap opening, a thick gel being squeezed out of its container, and then Jason was the first to gasp and moan under Dick, arching under him and tensing just a little bit as Slade set about readying him first.
Dick felt his balls tighten and something shock through him and he nearly released himself prematurely all across Jason's back, so turned on by such a reaction.
How was he supposed to last long enough for Slade to get to him next?
As it turned out, he didn't have to wait long at all. Jason was still arching and flexing under him, still moaning softly and hissing through the stretches when Slade's other hand settled on Dick's ass. Dick swore softly under his breath when those lubed digits started to resume the teasing where Slade's tongue had left off.
The main difference was that unlike a tongue, it was easy for those large fingers to probe their way past his barrier. Dick hissed around the slight burn, same as Jason had. He ground his hips forward against Jason's back when they pressed in, reaching deeper and deeper inside, curling and flexing against his walls, working them open.
The same thing had to be happening at the same time to Jason beneath him, whose skin had flushed a cherry red and a slight sweat broke out across his back. Dick dropped his lips to the broad span of that back, moaning through the kisses that he pressed to Jason's back, shoulders, and the back of his neck.
Those fingers continued to rock in and out, to curl and flex and pump them both open wider, another joining just as soon as it could, and then another just a minute or two later.
Three fingers each, and both rocked desperately to feel more, to get some friction against their neglected cocks.
Just when Dick thought he could find his release against Jason, those fingers cruelly pulled out, leaving him open and desperate to be filled again and he practically growled his protest. Beneath him Jason shivered at the sound, but another soft moan broke loose from him right on its tail.
Slade wasn't leaving them waiting for too long, the sound of foil being ripped sounding like music to Dick's ears. Some subtle shifting on the mattress behind them, and then Slade moved in close.
Again, Jason was the first to respond. He suddenly tensed harder than before, and then a wanting cry was cracking out of his throat and into the room as Slade rocked against him, slow and deliberate, making room for himself inside of Jason's body.
Dick didn't know who to be more jealous of as his cock throbbed longingly against Jason's arched spine.
Slade pressed in tightly behind them both, his own abdomen pressed against the back of Dick's ass, and Dick had to assume he had managed to bury himself to the hilt inside of Jason, pausing to give him a moment to adjust to it.
Then that voice was back in Dick's ear, though it was loud enough there was no way Jason couldn't hear too now. "Your little brother's ass is one of the tightest I've ever had. I have to wonder... does he get it from his older brother?"
Jesus. Dick shouldn't have almost cum to that filth.
Slade pulled off a bit, and Jason whined under Dick just a moment before Dick felt the blunt end of that hefty cock at the entrance of his own ass.
Slade pressed forward again, and this time it was Dick who arched and strained to split his legs just a little wider to accommodate that girth that had three fingers almost feeling like hardly a tease rather than prep.
Dick's body gave into the invasion, although it was resistant at first. Slade managed just fine, rocking his hips back and forth until Dick's body was forced to give into the surge and inch after inch filled him and opened him wide.
It was so tight, and Dick was overwhelmed enough to just moan and cry out and take it until finally Slade's hips were against the back of his ass, pressing in close against him. Shit, he was so full.
Slade was good enough to give him a short break once he was buried, and Dick panted heavy against Jason's shoulder.
Jason turned his head and then those lips were back against his.
And then Slade was pulling out, and Dick sighed and whimpered around the loss.
Then Jason gasped against his lips again, and Dick knew the game that Slade was playing.
Not a moment later that blunt head returned to him once more and this time the slide was less hindered but still sent his mind spinning and body buzzing as Slade drove in deep, only to retreat again.
He teased them both like that for a time, going between both their bodies, first one hole and then the other in singular but sure thrusts that were even more teasing than his tongue had been, than his fingers had been.
Dick held onto Jason, and they only broke from their kiss when they had to to either pant or moan.
It was incredible. A part of him never wanted it to stop.
Another part of him was nearly on the brink of tears in relief when Slade pulled out of him again, this time pausing his back-and-forth game to pull Dick back by his hips to once more kneel behind Jason.
He took Dick's already weeping cock in hand, and Dick's eyes closed to keep from crossing when he pumped it firmly a few times. Another sound of foil tearing.
Then that grip was firm on him once again as Slade's other hand reached around to join it, rolling a condom onto his own cock for him.
'For any penetrations' he had said at the start of all this.
Holy fuck... that meant-
Dick could only stare down his own body as Slade guided him to Jason's gaped entrance, and then one of his hands moved to the back of Dick's hips to push him forward.
His attention snapped back up at the soft sound of his own name being panted by Jason. Those teal eyes were heated, beseeching, begging for Dick to do this even as he did so.
The pressure and heat of Jason's body was still enough to spark all through Dick's system, and that tightness giving way as he pushed himself in deep, filling the space that Slade had already carved out, was beyond description.
It was just bliss.
Not even the peak of it though, because then Slade was back against Dick's back. He lined himself up once more and Dick found himself breathing like he was mid-marathon as he again surged forward.
Not only did he completely fill Dick up, the press sent Dick forward into Jason, hips grinding when he could go no further, completely bottomed out against him as Slade rocked them.
He could simultaneously fuck them both in this way, and he did. Rather than the steady surge and retreat that he had conducted before, he started moving his hips in sharp, powerful thrusts that shook the entire bed as they were forced to rock with it or be plowed straight through.
Dick was sweating now too, whole body hot as that cock punched in and out of him. Cried out and moaned with abandon as his own cock was forced to do the same against the clenching walls of Jason's ass. Jason too clenched his jaw and groaned hard for each sharp thrust up into him, and Dick knew he wouldn't last long now.
He just didn't know if that would matter enough to get Slade to stop if he did or not.
That cock was unstoppable in its drive in and out, in and out, and Slade's grip on his hips was hard enough to bruise as he moved Dick in and out of Jason and on and off his own cock in turn.
There was nothing Dick or Jason could do about it, other than take it. So they did, and Dick felt the orgasm hit him hard like a bus when Slade grinded one time too many against his prostate, his own cock throbbed out his release into Jason- or rather, the condom between them, but he hardly cared about the difference in that exact moment as he pressed in as deep as he could get to draw it out just that much longer.
"For fuck's sake!" Jason gasped out breathlessly beneath him, everything in his tone blissful like he was grinning around those words.
Dick hardly knew what happened next.
One minute he was ringing out the last drops of his orgasm up Jason's ass, and the next moment he was hauled off and flipped off of both Jason and Slade's cock, practically boneless as he landed on his back on the mattress next to them.
And then Slade was on Jason's back, and the authority that barked out of him as he gripped Jason's hair might have been enough to drive Dick to another orgasm if he had had just another minute or two of a breather between them. "Watch your mouth, boy. That's no language fit for sugar babies. Especially in front of Daddy."
Holy shit but Jason only grinned for that response. "Yeah? What the fuck are you going to do about it... Daddy?"
"You'll learn," Slade promised, pushing Jason down forcefully by the back of his neck to pin him into the mattress once more and lining himself up behind him. "Daddy's going to make sure his boys learn to be good for him. That's the only way an allowance can be earned, after all."
And then he drove hard into Jason, who gasped out a sort of yip at that first thrust, and then started grunting and hissing through his teeth again when they kept up. Dick didn't try to stop the- the assault, only because Jason continued to grin around the clench in his jaw through the whole thing. He looked like he was actually flying high on it as Slade bucked hard into his body again and again with what had to be just this side of painful force.
Even when an actual fucking tear slipped from the corner of Jason's eye, and a thin line of drool slipped from his mouth onto the sheet his cheek was pressed hard against, Jason only continued to moan and arch under it all.
And Dick continued to watch in wonder as Slade rode him hard in a punishing pace. Some punishment, Jason never once seemed to be distressed despite his body's responses.
Dick saw Slade's hand let up its bruising grip on Jason's neck, about to reach around his hips to fist his cock.
He- he didn't want Slade to let up on his hold on Jason though. He actually doubted Jason wanted that either, given how he was crying out, begging for more in all but actual words.
"D-Daddy, let me," he insisted, dragging himself closer across the mattress. Slade allowed it, even looking approving of his assistance as he returned his hold, but not his focus. He continued to fuck Jason hard against the bed, but watched hungrily as Dick reached out and took Jason's cock in hand, marveling at how impossibly hard it was, as ripe and ready as any cock ever had been, right on that edge.
He tried to remember the roughness and strength that Slade had put into his own grip throughout the night, and tried to imitate the same now as he stroked Jason's shaft once, twice, and then only halfway into the third stroke Jason let out a hard cry and his cock throbbed in warning before everything came bursting out of him, making a mess of Dick's hand and the sheets below.
Dick only shifted even closer, coaxing out more, pumping Jason throughout his release as Slade continued to piston into him.
It caught him completely off guard when Slade suddenly stopped his assault on Jason.
He let go, allowed Jason to practically drop onto his stomach once more on the bed, completely spent. Dick only registered he was ripping off the condom he wore a moment before that hand was reaching for him once more, fisting into his hair and pulling him that last inch or two closer.
Slade palmed himself now, and Dick only just barely managed to get his eyes closed before he was coated across his lips, cheeks, and even the bridge of his nose. A bit of it even splashed onto his tongue, and something inside of him buzzed in dark excitement at the taste. He kept his eyes closed because he had to now, running his tongue along his lips as he ignored the sting in his scalp as Slade continued to hold him by his hair.
He heard Jason give a very soft 'holy damn' under his breath, no doubt having watched just as Dick had done for him. He also heard Slade give a low, very satisfied hum somewhere over top of him. "Not bad at all. I like boys who aren’t afraid to work hard and actually earn their allowances."
Jason was the only one in a position to display any more cheek right then, giving a soft scoff, "Allowance implies repeated payments, Old Man. I thought you wanted a one-off kind of deal with this."
Dick still couldn't see, but he didn't flinch when he felt Slade's hand grip his chin, lifting his head up a little more to better inspect the mess he had made of him.
His tone was nothing but pleased sin when he hummed his reply. "I did say we could negotiate for more if all parties were interested after." Dick felt the sweep of Slade's thumb up through the mess that clung to his cheek, bringing it back around to press at Dick's lips, slicking them with that cooling cum. "What say you boys? Do you want to continue to be good for Daddy?"
Dick didn't know what Jason could be thinking, couldn't open his eyes to try to guess his expression. All he knew was that for all his apprehensions, he had nothing in him now in the way of regrets. Being with Slade, being with Jason... he could maybe be open to negotiations. He opened his lips, sucking Slade's thumb into his mouth to begin to lick it clean.
Slade chuckled darkly. "Very good," he praised, so sincere that Dick felt himself tremble from it.
"So..." Jason spoke up again, still a tad breathless, hesitant, but interest clearly piqued, "You were willing to be really generous for just a few hours’ time... what sort of allowance are we talking about for full time?"
"Well, the first place to start would be room and board. I have an apartment uptown that I could move you both into by the end of the month."
Holy shit, an uptown apartment? Dick gasped around Slade's thumb, and even blind he felt Slade's gaze and smile both fall back upon him.
"And then after that we can discuss the matter of weekly allowances for each of you. Keep in mind that this will not be an hourly rate, like tonight was, but I'm sure we can all arrive at a figure that is more than satisfactory to you both," he purred.
"Damn- what the hell do you do that you can afford this?" Jason squawked before he could stop himself.
That thumb swiped once more over Dick's eyes, clearing it enough that he was able to crack it open just a little bit to see the almost malicious, predatory grin that Slade gave him. "If I told you what I did for a living, I'd probably have to kill you."
"Pffft, whatever," Jason scoffed at the old turn of phrase.
Dick could only continue to stare, to take in that edge in Slade's one remaining eye even as he chuckled and turned his attention back to him.
That thumb came up against his lips again.
Dick shivered a little as he opened his mouth to accept it all.