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Warm, gentle waves lapped against the shore. They rippled along the sand, carrying tingling sea foam with them, moving in a steady ebb and flow. But little by little, the waves grew bigger and the pull of the water grew stronger. A storm arose; the wind picked up, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and the air smelled of ozone as the storm slowly approached. Low thunder rumbled ominously in the distance.
Nai lay on his bed. With his back arched, he squirmed in the sheets as if he were being tossed about by the waves of his lust, like a will-less piece of driftwood. With one hand, he clutched the comforter, his last anchor, so that the approaching storm wouldn't carry him out to sea. The other held his vibrator at the perfect angle between the apex of his thighs. His whole body was already trembling, ready to release itself in a single, brutal bolt of lightning. His body was covered in a shimmering layer of sweat as he silently urged himself to finally succumb to the storm. Just a little longer. A few more of those wonderful vibrations — he turned his toy up another level and threw his head back into his pillow, panting and trying to stifle his moans. Now. Now. He was so close. The clouds continued to thicken, and a huge, almost black wave appeared on the horizon, ready to crash into Nai's shore.
And then it died. That fucking piece of plastic shit died. Right when Nai was about to come. No, no, no! That couldn’t happen, not right now. Not when he had been so close to shaking off all the stress and anger that he’d been carrying with him all day. Not when a mind-altering orgasm had been this close. Couldn’t it wait two more minutes?
Desperately, he switched the vibe on again; he couldn't let this distract him. Just another minute, thirty seconds at most, would be enough, he would — the toy released a single, additional vibration and then switched itself off again. Fuck!
Frustrated, he threw the offending thing to the end of the bed and plunged two fingers into his wet pussy before rubbing at his chubbed-up clit. Just because he had forgotten to charge the thing, he was forced to do it by hand. Now annoyed, he rubbed fast, hard circles into his clit. He repositioned his slippery fingers three times and still couldn't find the right angle, the proper pressure. It seemed as if his orgasm moved further into the distance with every touch. In a single moment, the storm had turned into an ebb.
With an annoyed outcry, he slumped down on the mattress. What a bummer. This wasn't working. He needed the stupid toy!
He lay there for a minute, still able to feel the throbbing in his lower belly. He wanted to come. He had to. Otherwise, he would go mad.
And then an idea came to him. His lighthouse in the night — Vash. He would save him, he had the exact same vibrator! Nai would just borrow it.
He pulled the oversized white shirt he wore to sleep out from under his pillow and slipped it on. It was just long enough to cover his pubic parts, but that would be enough; he just had to move one room over and ask Vash to share. It wouldn't be the first time.
He knocked at Vash’s door, and there was a quick “Yeah, come in!” from Vash. “Hi, Nai!” his brother greeted, his expression bright as sunshine, while he lay on the carpet in his room, his legs waving back and forth in the air. A magazine lay in front of him. It was upside down.
“Hi, Nai!” echoed another voice, and Nai flinched, startled that there was someone else with them. Nicholas, Vash's boyfriend, was sitting on the bed, his back resting against the headboard with a smartphone in his hand. He grinned broadly at Nai.
“Oh, hello.”
Nai hadn't even known he was there. Otherwise, he wouldn't have... Okay, otherwise he would at least have been quieter. If Vash had heard him, it didn't matter, but Nicholas was here too. There is no chance they haven’t heard every noise Nai had made in the last half hour, every moan, every groan, and above all, the vibrations from that stupid toy. The walls were thin. Nai knew that, because he regularly heard the two of them very clearly when they were fucking.
So, there was no point in awkwardly fussing around the topic, which was good, because if he didn’t come soon, he would have to start his masturbation session all over again. Not coming tonight was not an option. "My Satisfyer died. Can I borrow yours?" Nai asked matter-of-factly, focusing on Vash despite being curious if Nicholas would react to his request.
Vash would understand him. They had ordered the set of toys together and then tried them out with eager anticipation, spending hours lying together on the bed where Nicholas was now sitting, having fun with their new toys while urging the other on and sharing heated kisses.
He and Vash hadn't done anything like this since Nicholas and Vash had gotten together six months ago. There hadn't been any make-out sessions on the sofa, no 69 in one of their beds, no shared, non-water-saving showers between them anymore. They hadn’t even done it that often, but sometimes Nai missed the closeness they had shared.
“Mine is empty too. I haven’t charged it in forever,” Vash explained and smiled apologetically. His gaze travelled down Nai’s body and stopped at the hem of his shirt. Or rather, what was barely concealed by it. From his vantage point, he could look right between Nai’s legs, and he made a show of licking his lips, the move making Nai’s pussy throb.
“I could help?” Vash offered innocently, his eyes still trained on Nai’s most intimate parts. Nai threw a quick glance at Nicholas. The fact that he could hear him was one thing, but seeing them doing it together was another matter. “Don't let me bother you,” said Nicholas, raising his hands in a placating gesture, as if his boyfriend hadn't just offered to pleasure his brother.
Which meant that Vash must have told him about their shared intimacy. Maybe he was into incest, or maybe he just didn't care. No matter why he was so cool with it, the thought made Nai's insides tingle even more.
“Come here,” Vash demanded, carelessly pushing the magazine he probably hadn’t read at all aside, and turning onto his back. “Sit on my face.” Nai could feel himself leaking, and he made an unsure step into the room, towards his twin. “Not so shy, we’ve already heard you. You were very distracting…” Vash said kindly. “You were close, right?” His hand got hold of Nai’s ankle when he was finally close enough, then trailed up his lower leg, motioning him to finally sit where he wanted him.
“I was,” Nai confessed and got to his knees, sighing quietly once he could feel Vash’s breath ghost over his sensitive, heated flesh. “You’re so big and hard,” Vash cooed, his hands trailing over Nai’s muscular thighs and pushing the soft cotton shirt up, admiring his pussy as if he hadn’t seen it lots of times before. His tongue was soft and slow at first, small kitten licks through Nai’s dripping folds. And dripping he was, he had edged himself on purpose for a while. Who could have known that the toy would break down in the time of need?
Vash had always been good with his mouth, whether it was when he talked like a waterfall or when he was eating Nai out like a man starved. His small licks turned quickly into long, hard strokes to get the best taste of Nai, and then he sucked his small cock into his mouth, how Nai liked it best.
His pleasure built up fast, the ebb making way for the flow again — a very audible flow, judged by the wet sucking noises Vash made. He hummed when Nai pushed Vash’s butter blonde hair from his face so they could look into each other's eyes.
“Now I know why he’s so good at sucking dick,” Nicholas said, starting Nai yet again. Sinking into the throes of his pleasure, Nai had forgotten he was here. “I’ve been the one who taught him,” Nai huffs and hisses when he feels the hint of teeth on his dick. “Don’t pretend you don’t love it,” Nai directed at Vash.
“If he’s mean to you, edge him some more,” Nicholas instructed, a mischievous grin plastered over his face, when Nai finally looked over his shoulder. Nicholas had slumped further down the bed, his back now supported by a mountain of fluffy pillows that Vash liked in his bed. Nai wondered if he knew that some of them had stains from Vash’s humping habits under the new covers, or if that was a secret only the brothers shared. Judging by what was happening right now, they seemed very open with each other. Maybe Nai should’ve been jealous, but he found it surprisingly adoring and was actually happy for Vash.
Feeling bolder now, he tried to hold Nicholas' gaze, but his eyes immediately followed the hand that traveled down Nicholas’ body to his tented sweatpants. He cupped the bulge, grinding his palm into it, and Nai bucked his hips and moaned when Vash sucked him harder in return.
“We heard you play with yourself. Not just today…” Nicholas revealed. “At first, I thought it couldn't be right. But after Vash gagged me that one time and rode me in time to your moans, I changed my mind. You could say it’s our guilty pleasure.”
He took his dick out, and Nai’s mouth went dry, imagining how that went regularly into his brother. The length was pretty average, but it was thick and curved in a way that Nai knew it would press perfectly into his G-spot. That thought came as a surprise. Sure, Nicholas was handsome, but until now, Nai had never thought about fucking his brother’s boyfriend. To other people, this thought would probably occur more naturally than doing it with his twin, but their intimacy had always been part of their lives.
Nicholas spat obscenely in his hand and slicked up his dick. Even from further away, Nai could see a thick vein throbbing on the underside when Nicholas started jerking off lazily. “Since then, Vash had told me what you and he had been doing before we started dating. He raved so much about you that I should probably be jealous. Is he still tasting as good as you remember, Vash?”
Under him, Vash moaned positively, sending delightful vibrations through Nai’s clit. They had talked about Nai. About Nai and Vash together. Nicholas was getting off to Nai riding Vash’s face. Was he dreaming? Had he come so hard after all that he had passed out?
This was so much better than the toy. Every move of Vash’s tongue sent shivers through Nai’s entire body, bringing him closer to the edge, feeding into the need to finally let go. When Vash slipped a sneaky finger into Nai’s pussy, it set off an unexpected chain reaction. Nai whined, bucking his hips, then Vash moaned and doubled his efforts, and both their needy sounds caused Nicholas to groan and drop his head against the bedframe.
“We’ve been waiting for you to come, Vash and I. Your cute moans and whimpers did things to us, you know? ‘When is he finally going to cum, I want to hear him try to muffle his scream with a pillow!’ Vash had asked me. Even when you were trying to be sneaky, we always knew. Those sounds, yes, fuck, exactly those–” Nicholas rambled while Nai was whimpering because Vash tore his mouth away, lips impossible pink and coated with spit and Nai’s juices, right when he was about to tip over into his climax. This wasn’t fair, and Vash’s grin stated he knew exactly what he had done just now. Nai needed his mouth back on him.
“I told him he could finally fuck you, if you wanted it too. I wanted to wait until you came, and then I would’ve knocked and offered this.” Vash dragged the velvety pad of his tongue over Nai’s sensitive glans — bitter-sweet torture. It almost hurt with how sensitive Nai was, with how close he was. He clutched his hands to his thighs to keep from pulling Vash back between his legs. He could feel Vash's finger continuing to caress his insides, but it wasn't enough.
“And then he’d watch me take you. You’ve never had a real dick, right? Only Vash’s fun colored straps.” Nicholas added.
Nai nodded, angling his hips so that Vash would get his mouth on him again. he was so close, and all those filthy words were making him feel dizzy.
“They feel nice. I like the teal one the best. When he pegs me from behind, with those relentless thrusts and his hand in my hair. You know what I’m talking about — I can see it in your eyes.” He was still massaging his dick with languid strokes, like he wasn’t even planning to come and just enjoyed the feeling while watching them. “What about you? If you tell me your favorite, Vash will make you finally come. You want that?”
Nai knew what pose he meant. Knew exactly which strap Nicholas meant, but it was hard to string words together when Vash sucked him hard back into his mouth and pressed a second finger in, curling them in a maddening rhythm.
“It’s, hah-” Nai felt like crying when Vash stopped his ministrations yet again. So close. He was so close, and they were toying with him! “Tell us, angel, which one is it? The red one, with the big head? Or…” Nai craned his neck to watch Nicholas fuck into his tight fist while he was pretending to think. “Or the rainbow colored dragon one? Or the one that looks like a flower with a gorgeous stamen? Does he even own a single human-looking one?”
“He does! Aaaah, fuck, Vash!” Another moan tore out of Nai when Vash pressed a third finger into him, adding lewd squelching sounds to the labored breaths filling the room. Good, it was so good to feel full, but it wasn’t enough. “That one is mine. My fav-hah, please, please, Vash. I need to.” He was not ashamed to plead. He really would fucking cry if they didn’t let him come.
“Oho, you own one I don’t know of? Is it only reserved for your brother?” Nicholas must love hearing himself talk, but Nai was curious if there was any bite behind that barking. “Maybe I’ll choose a new one after I've had yours?” he said boldly, and both Vash and Nicholas seemed to like that answer.
Vash’s lips were already sealed around Nai’s cock to gift him his deserved release when Nicholas said, “Now that’s an answer I like. Give it to him, Spikey.”
And finally, finally, the storm erupted over him, and with a thunderous moan, Nai came. He curled up over Vash's head, fingers entangling in his hair while thrusting into Vash’s mouth, riding on the waves of lust that surge through his body until the sea inside him calmed again.
As he came to and gasped wildly for air, Vash's face felt very, very wet beneath him, and he realized with surprise that he had squirted for the first time in what felt like ages. He chuckled, his body shaking with maddening euphoria.
“Fuck, couldn't one of you have warned me that you could do that?" hissed Nicholas. He was leaking so much pre-cum while he held two fingers tightly around the base of his cock — a desperate effort not to find his own release. He really must like the view.
Vash laughed, wiggling underneath Nai to get him to scoot back. Nai barely managed to slump next to him on the floor instead. The after-glow was buzzing through his body. Rivulets of his squirt were running down Vash’s neck, some collecting in the hollow of his collarbones. Without a second thought, Nai bent over to lick it off. Then he trailed his tongue over Vash’s throat, making him whine because he was ticklish there.
Behind them, Nicholas moaned desperately when the brothers kissed. It was dirty, full of teeth and tongue, and tasted like Nai’s cum, but he liked it. His hands brushed sweaty strands of hair from Vash's face again as he looked at him lovingly. Now that the heat of his desire had been dampened somewhat, he could focus on him better. “Let me do the same for you,” he said, but Vash shook his head. His soft gaze became harder, more determined.
“Only on the condition that you want it too: I want you to get on the bed,” he explained, nodding towards Nicholas, who was just peeling off his hoodie and revealing a hairy, slightly trained upper body. He had already taken off his pants. Nai was slightly satisfied when he realized that he was more trained than Nicholas.
“And then what?” asked Nai, his insides tightening with nervous excitement because he could guess what Vash was going to ask of him.
"Then you ride him until he fills you with every drop of cum he has. It’s going to be a lot, but you like that, right? I know both of your deepest desires, so there’s no need to play coy today.”
Whenever Vash got dominant, his words were enough to turn Nai into goo. His knees still felt a little weak, but he managed to crawl over to the bed and climb onto it.
“Hey, angel face, come here often?” Nicholas joked, apparently now calm enough to spit out new silly remarks. “Not anymore, you took my place,” Nai deadpanned. The laugh Nicholas barked pulled at his heart nonetheless.
Behind them, Vash sat up and shed all his clothes as well. There was a wet spot underneath him, where Nai had come, but he didn’t seem to care, his eyes trained on both his favorite people. “Take his shirt off, Nick,” he ordered, sitting back in a relaxed manner. With one leg bent and supported on his hands, he offered them both a clear view of his own glistening pussy.
Nicholas helped Nai out of the shirt, admiring his body the same way Nai had admired him. “Nice abs,” he commented, touching them in awe. Nai worked hard for them, going to the gym multiple times a week, and he was proud of what he had achieved so far.
“He had enough foreplay. Get inside him,” Vash said, commanding but soft when Nicholas played with one of Nai’s pink, hard nipples.
“We can’t disappoint him, can we?” Nai said and climbed on top of Nicholas, his thighs bracketing his hips. It was his favorite position with Vash because he could get deep inside him while they kissed. Nai wasn’t sure if they were allowed to kiss. This whole thing could have used some negotiations beforehand, but he’d been so out of his mind horny, he had just gone with it, and it still felt right.
However, Nicholas and Vash had talked before, so Nai didn’t need to ask. Nicholas was simply pulling him in for an experimental kiss. Nai had kissed people other than Vash, but Nicholas was still new to him. His stubble felt a little scratchy but not unpleasant — his lips, in contrast, so, so soft. He was careful at first, letting Nai take the lead although he had been the one who initiated it, and Nai was quick to take advantage of it. Soon their tongues were tangling, and Nicholas moaned into his mouth as Nai grabbed his cock and placed the tip at his entrance. His heart was pounding hard in his chest, the other two must be able to hear it. This was exciting and new. The stress of today was long forgotten.
Slowly, Nai let himself sink onto the unfamiliar, but real cock. Three of Vash’s fingers hadn’t been enough to prepare him; the stretch burned, and Nai hissed, making Vash chuckle. “Seems like that first reaction is mutual. I thought he’d rip me apart when we did it for the first time.”
“That’s because you’re both fuckin’ tight,” Nicholas called, voice strained, one hand fisting the bedsheets, the other holding Nai’s hips. He looked like he was trying really hard to hold back, whether so that he wouldn’t come immediately or so he wouldn’t just thrust his entire length into him, Nai didn’t know.
“He can take you, don’t worry,” Vash said, sounding like he was talking about the weather and not the fact that his boyfriend was going to fuck his brother. “If you need lube…”
“Don't be ridiculous. His cunt is drooling on my balls already. It's– fuck,” Nicholas gasped and threw his head back into the pillow.
“Relax,” said Nai, placing a hand on the chest in front of him to keep himself steady. He swirled his hips, willing that hard cock deeper inside his heat, inch by inch. Next to them, Vash had started playing with himself, jerking his cock with two skilled fingers, the ones he had buried inside Nai just a few minutes ago.
Slowly, the burn between Nai’s legs lessened and was replaced by something warm and fuzzy. He felt impossibly full and sighed when Nicholas was finally buried inside him to the hilt. “You both look so good together,” Vash moaned, splaying his legs wider to plunge three fingers at once into himself. At Nai's surprised face, he said, “Don't look at me like that. We literally did it before you got home, and I'm still loose.”
Judging by the thrum in his own pussy, Nai could understand. Was it his or Nicholas’ heartbeat he felt down there? Experimentally, he moved slowly, rising an inch and then spearing himself on Nicholas' dick again.
“Good?” Nicholas asked a little breathlessly. His other hand came to rest on Nai’s tight, caressing the soft skin. Nai nodded and leaned back in for another deep kiss. He closed his eyes, letting himself drift as muscle memory took over. It was much different from when he was sleeping with Vash, but then not so much. The real dick was warmer, softer, moved differently; he wouldn’t have found the right words to describe it.
Nicholas' scent was much different from Vash’s. He wore an aftershave or perfume that had permeated the air of the apartment several times when he was visiting, but something else was clinging to him. An earthy, almost tangy musk, something so obviously male that it made Nai feel a little dizzy.
Unlike Vash, he was quite cautious with Nai. But of course, Vash already knew the limits of Nai's body well. He knew how hard and fast he could go, knew where to touch to turn Nai insane. What he needed to do to turn Nai into a bubbly mess that seemed so out of character for him outside of the bedroom.
So Nai took the lead, speeding up the thrusts of his hips as he got more accustomed to Nicholas' size. “He's so big, Vash,” he moaned, putting up a show for his brother by arching his back a little further. “Touch his dick,” Vash ordered towards Nicholas, who thumbed Nai’s clit in the rhythm of their thrusts. Small flashes of light danced behind Nai's eyes and made his body hum. He would come faster this time, and he would take Nicholas over the edge with him; he'd make him dump his cum inside him.
No one had ever come inside Nai before, and the thought, the anticipation, made him move up and down faster. He hoped it would be a lot; he wanted to feel it inside him and then feel how it would drip out of him. After this adventure, they would have to deep-clean the carpet and the bed.
“Feels good to be so full, hm?” whispered Vash right into Nai’s ear. He had gotten up from the floor and leaned over the bed to watch from closer how Nicholas' dick disappeared inside Nai. Then he placed a gentle kiss on Nai’s temple and one on Nicholas'.
“Is this how you imagined it would be, sharing my brother?”
“Better,” Nicholas said with a strained laugh. “He's so hot and wet like you had said. His pussy grabs me so well, I can't hold much longer.”
Vash had told him about Nai? Vash correctly interpreted Nai's questioning look despite the lust in his expression. “He was so ashamed when he told me he thinks you're hot. At first, I just wanted to tease him, but then it became a recurring fantasy that we would share you.”
Nai clenched involuntarily. “I… Sometimes I had similar desires when I could hear you through the wall.” Nai confessed. Nicholas groaned helplessly. “You're both freaks, you know that?” Then he laughed when the twins gave him the same cunning expression, his dick twitched along with his laughter — a weird sensation, Nai found.
“If he can still laugh, you should fuck him harder. Take what you need from him, Nai.” Vash said yet again with a too-kind smile. Then he opened one of the drawers of his nightstand, which, as all those present knew, contained his toys.
Nai couldn't see what he took, but the familiar sound of vibrations added to the filthy soundscape of Nai fucking himself in earnest on Nicholas cock. Vash slumped into the pillow next to Nicholas, locking an ankle with him while he showed off to Nai the same vibe model that had frustrated him so much.
“So much for it not being charged,” Nicholas said through clenched teeth. A hand dug into Vash's thigh, his knuckles white as he searched for support and tried to delay his orgasm a little longer.
Vash laughed happily and revelled in the perfidious joy of luring Nai into this. He watched pleased as Nai's rhythm began to falter, as he trembled and his whole body tensed, a bow string, ready to snap.
“I can't–” Nicholas suddenly said, and Nai felt him tense, felt his cock go impossibly harder, maybe even bigger, and then he was coming inside him. “Fuck,” Nai cursed desperately, craving his own release. He almost didn't notice Vash swatting Nicholas' hand away and replacing it with the toy, catapulting Nai to the peak as well.
White, hot pleasure surged through Nai. He cried out, and a set of arms pulled him in, gave him something to cling to, a warm, fuzzy chest, while he was shaking through another earth-shattering climax.
He felt like he was under water, the comforting pressure surrounding his body, the sounds deafened by the blood rushing in his ears. His breathing was fast and shallow, as if he were catching his breath after a dive. He came to his senses again when he felt Nicholas moving beneath him. Inside him. He was softening and slipping out of Nai with a loud, disgustingly slick sound, and then Nai could feel his hot, sticky cum running down the inside of his thigh.
Vash was right, it felt like a lot. It was a lot, considering the amount of milky white pooling between his legs, covering him and Nicholas. This wasn't normal. This was—
“Hyperspermia,” Vash explained admiringly, who had dropped the toy to run curious fingers through their mess. Salt exploded on Nai’s tongue as Vash pushed them past his lips to lick it clean. “He’s got enough for both of us. Considering I love it messy, I’m quite lucky with both of you,” Vash said, grabbing the toy again and placing it in Nai’s hand.
“Now would you be so kind and return the help?” He said with a cheeky grin, spread his thighs, and turned his head to pull Nicholas into a filthy-looking kiss.
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Hours later, Nai sat on the sofa, freshly showered and a droopy smile plastered on his face. He was so utterly relaxed after the other two had made him come so much, he had lost count. Then, Vash had placed him in the bathtub, had helped him wash, while Nicholas had ordered filthy, greasy pizza before joining their wash session. Normally, Nai would complain about his calorie count and meal plan, but the food was a cheesy dream to sink his teeth into while he listened to Nicholas’ and Vash’s banter during dinner.
Now Nai was squished between both of them, each one had an arm slung over the back of the couch, and somebody was playing with Nai’s damp hair while they were watching a random movie.
On the television, the sun was just disappearing behind the horizon of an endless-looking sea, while gentle waves lapped at a beach.