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The Party	By : Katv Category: Digimon > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 1796 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-The Party
- 1
The music was loud and Tai had long ago emptied a whole bottle of vodka into the punch. Mimi was smiling at something Sora was whispering into her ear. She kept looking at Izzy, blushing more and more until she finally burst out laughing. Kari was standing between Davis and Ken, politely listening to them discuss soccer tactics while Yolie kept trying to molest her boyfriend. Ken kept one hand on his belt loop, every now and then pausing conversation to give a gentle “stop that” as the purple haired girl tugged on them. Cody had wandered off long ago, claiming the college student's sense of impropriety was offending his gentle soul, much to the laughter of his drunken elders.
“Where is Matt, anyway?” TK asked. “It's his graduation party after all.”
Tai blinked and finished off what used to be punch. “I dunno. C'm to think of it, I havn' seen him 'r Joe in a while.”
“I think Matt went to the porch to smoke,” Izzy said. He took a drink from his emergency bottled water. “Joe probably followed him.”
“Let me go see if he's coming back, then, or else I'm going home.” TK yawned. “He may have graduated, but I still have a week of school left.”
“Don' worry,” Tai slurred. “'m sure they won' mind bein' intu'pted.” He laughed, swaying and landing heavily on Izzy's lips. Mimi cheered from across the room, squealing loudly as Izzy tried to pry his lover off.
TK just rolled his eyes at the spectacle, abandoning the noisy living room to find his way down the hall to the back porch. The sounds of the party far behind him, he came upon the single, dim light that streamed in through the sliding glass door. He could smell the warm menthol drifting his way and TK frowned. He knows better than to light up inside. Dad'll kill him if he finds out.
He was all set to fling open the door with a “gotcha!” and a lecture about the adverse effects of smoking, when he finally saw the scene before him. He gulped and ducked behind the wall, eagerly peeking over just enough to watch.
Joe was pressed against the wall, flickering porch light bathing him in orange. His eyes were closed behind his glasses, and he was gripping Matt's cigarette between his teeth. His fingers were twined eagerly in blonde locks and he gasped a puff of smoke as Matt's tongue traced up and down his length.
“Don't take all of it,” TK could see Matt say through the glass. Icy blue eyes sparkled and Matt nuzzled Joe's thighs. He licked playfully, teeth gently nibbling his flesh.
TK could feel his own heat rising between his legs. He let his fingers find his ache, teasing himself as he watched his brother. He'd accepted long ago that his brother was in love with another, and he'd accepted even longer ago that he was in love with Matt. Ever since he could remember, he'd wanted Matt all to himself. He'd dreamed of sinful touches and disgusting confessions.
The first time he'd caught the two boys together, he'd been pissed. He wanted to be the one to make Matt gasp. He wanted to be the one to bury himself inside, to feel that forbidden heat driving him crazy. But the more he watched from a distance, the more he became obsessed. He would “accidentally” opened closed doors, “forget” that it was date night, ignore the very obviously placed condom wrappers. The more he caught them, the more he wanted to see.
He wasn't sure when it happened, but he had pulled himself out, masturbating eagerly, watching as Matt took Joe fully into his mouth, nose pressed against his base. He could hear the taller man's cry though the glass, and TK moaned silently. His legs were shaking, and he wasn't sure how much longer he would last. As much as he wanted to, he couldn't linger too long and be caught himself. Disappointed, he struggled to contain himself, watching as Joe pulled Matt close, shuddering with orgasm. Matt swallowed, eyes fluttering as he struggled to breathe around cock and semen.
TK's breath was coming harshly. There was no way he'd be able to go back to the party like this. He stumbled into the darkness of the hallway and ducked into the closest room as the door slid open.
“I'm going to finish this one up so I don't smell like your dick,” Matt was saying.
“Don't take too long,” Joe told him. “Otherwise I might loose the mood.”
“Like you could,” Matt laughed.
Footsteps were approaching and TK fell into the closet. He tried to close the door behind him, but it fell short, only a sliver of room visible, revealing a perfect view of the mattress. He pressed back into the clothes hanging behind him, watching as Joe collapsed onto the bed. For having been such a tall, ungainly kid, he'd grown into a sturdy man of grace. Even sprawled on top of the guest comforter, he seemed in control of himself.
TK tried to hide, wondering if Joe would fall asleep soon so he could escape. His length still ached, throbbing and bringing forward his newest treasured memory. He was just beginning to lose himself again when he heard the rustle of clothes. He watched as Joe pulled himself out, still slick with saliva and cum, trailing his fingers over himself. TK had always been more interested in Matt, only noticing the other man in order to replace him in his mind with himself. But now that he had a full view of the man's spread legs, he could appreciate what Matt saw in him. Like when he was a teen, he was long and not overly thick, one hand reaching down to rub the large globes resting between his thighs.
TK found himself rubbing along with the blue-haired man, biting his lip to muffle his own groans as Joe hissed into the darkness. He could hear the wet noises as Joe spat into his palm, grabbing himself and pulling eagerly. The bed was beginning to creak and Joe rolled his hips, teasing himself by dipping one finger lower. The hidden blonde covered his mouth, delicately running his fingertips over his tip. With a show like this, he didn't want to finish too early.
Joe was gasping, murmuring his boyfriend's name as he pushed another finger inside himself. As though he knew he had an audience, his legs were spread wide to reveal every inch of pale flesh. His hips lifted off the bed and he pumped into his other hand eagerly, tossing back his head and allowing thick spurts of white to drape on his chest. There was a pant leg tickling TK's cheek and his bit it to silence himself as he finished, spewing into his hand and on his thighs. He tried desperately to calm his lusty breathing, almost choking as a voice came from the door.
“Again? You'd better have saved some for me...” With the smell of smoke clinging to him, Matt crossed the room, shedding his clothes eagerly. He clambered into the bed, kissing and touching, groaning as he was grabbed roughly.
“There's always enough for you,” Joe moaned breathlessly as he pulled his lover into his lap. Spent for the moment, he kissed deeply, savoring the lingering taste of menthol. Matt wiggled, rubbing his own hard length against Joe's stomach, pouting playfully.
“You need to get these clothes off before they get... too dirty.” Matt trailed a finger in the still-warm essence that was quickly setting into Joe's shirt.
“There's plenty more in the closet,” Joe said, nibbling to life a fresh bruise under his lover ear. “Besides, everyone else will be too drunk to notice.”
Matt was groaning, whimpering as a tongue swirled around the rim of his ear. He tugged desperately at Joe's shirt, fumbling uselessly with the buttons. The taller man laughed, a deep lustful noise. He was slowly coming back to himself, rolling Matt onto his back and pulling off his clothes. TK, still spent, moved closer to the crack in the door. He was quivering, slowly coming back to fullness, and he tried to keep the whimper out of his breath as he watched Joe pull something from the back of his pants before tossing them to the floor. He saw the taller man open the condom, rolling it on easily, and tear the corner off a small packet with his teeth. Joe was up on his knees, between Matt's legs, and TK had an unhindered view of his brother's entrance. Using the cold stickiness still on his hand, the young blonde grabbed himself, pumping slowly as Joe probed Matt with an eager finger.
“Joe,” Matt was whimpering, wiggling his hips. “More... More!”
The blue-haired man poured more from the packet on his busy hand, slipping in another finger, and another. TK swallowed a whimper as four fingers penetrated his brother to the knuckle, stretching and pumping an obviously well-used entrance. Matt was squeezing his thighs around Joe's waist, begging wordlessly, and TK jerked himself desperately, staring unblinking. He couldn't help the tiny gasps that escaped as Joe poured more of the packet on himself, removing his fingers with a sudden rip only to shove inside just as quickly. Matt turned his head, screaming into a mouthful of pillow, toes curling and kicking into the air eagerly.
The wet sound of flesh on flesh was driving TK crazy and for once he actually watched the two lovers instead of replacing Joe with himself. The tall man was gripping Matt's hips, nails leaving deep red scratches, and the blonde was bucking up, eager to meet each thrust. Matt was gasping, swallowing deep gulps of air to try and stay his voice, while Joe seemed to have no qualms with hearing himself.
“You're so fucking tight,” Joe was growling, and TK allowed the words to wash over him as he pumped faster. His eyelids fluttered as he started losing himself, listening as Joe moaned every wonderful quality Matt had with each jerk of his hips. His brother was whimpering, squealing once into the pillow, and TK couldn't stop himself. He groaned, spilling once more onto the floor, gripping himself desperately as shudders of pleasure drowned him.
The rapid creaking of the bed stopped and Matt hissed, “What's wrong?”
“You didn't hear that?” Joe asked, looking over his shoulder into the darkness. Neither man had thought to turn on the light, and his glasses had somehow ended up tossed carelessly on the nightstand.
“Hear what?” Matt was frustrated. He had been so close, too. “It's nothing. Or one of the others. Who cares?” He shuddered and cried out as Joe suddenly pulled out, leaving him all too empty.
TK pressed himself against the wall of clothes, trying to disappear into them. Joe was approaching and TK couldn't think of one good excuse as to why he was crouched in there, cock out and sperm all over his legs. TK was pleading, praying to anything that would listen, to let Joe go back to his whining lover and finish.
But the door was yanked open and TK grinned sheepishly as he was given an eyeful of Joe's throbbing length.
“T-TK?!” Joe yelped. Even in the darkness, TK could see his face turn beet red. Joe grabbed TK by the collar of his shirt and hauled him to his feet. He looked ready to lecture when he finally noticed the younger's pants had fallen around his ankles. “What are you –?!”
Matt sat up shakily, glaring as best he could. “TK, are you spying on us again?!”
“What do you mean 'again'?” Joe snapped. TK was choking slightly and he refused to acknowledge how it turned him on.
Matt just sighed, letting his forehead fall into his palm. “He's always trying to catch us, remember? Or are you just being dense?”
“I didn't, I mean,” Joe pouted. “I never noticed...” He sighed. “Come on, let's get you out of here...” He began dragging a mortified TK over to the door when Matt called out.
“Hold on.” He was finally back to himself enough to stand, putting his hands on his hips. TK couldn't stop the excited tremble that ran through him as he saw his brother's fullness. “He needs to be punished this time, or else he won't stop.”
“W-what are you talking about?” TK managed to whimper. Joe just sighed and hauled him across the room.
“You sure?” Joe asked, as TK shrunk in embarrassment.
“Only if you don't mind,” Matt shrugged, trying to hide the excitement in his eyes. Joe just smiled, shoving TK roughly face-down onto the mattress.
“You know I'm up for anything, at least once.”
“You don't even know how hot you are,” Matt groaned, kissing Joe. TK tried to push himself up only for Matt to kneel behind him, tongue eagerly tracing over his thighs. The younger cried out as his brother nipped and nibbled to his dusky entrance.
He was prodded with an eager heat and he choked on a scream as Joe grabbed a handful of his hair. He leaned down to nibble the shell of his ear, groaning lightly, “You'd better thank your brother, otherwise I'd have put you out on your ass.”
Nails were digging into his thighs and TK only just barely managed to whimper softly, “Th-thank you... bit brother.” He felt a warm groan vibrate into his body and Joe let go of his hair, fingertips trailing to his chin. His face was pulled up and he could barely look past the quivering length in front of him.
“You know how much I hate to share you,” Joe told Matt, removing the condom with a snap and tossing it to his boyfriend who quickly stashed it on the nightstand to enjoy later. Despite being covered, he was still sticky and it leaked eagerly. “But if you really don't mind...” He ran a thumb over TK's lips, parting them and pushing inside.
Despite dating Davis for a few weeks in middle school and fooling around once with Cody after the boy asked what it was like, TK was inexperienced physically. In his fantasies, he'd always been the best Matt had ever had, but in reality he could barely keep his mind focused on anything, what with his brother stretching him, drooling on the small of his back, and Joe sliding back and forth in his mouth. His eyes rolled and he tried to remember to suck, the unfamiliar feelings driving him crazy.
“I think he's about ready,” Joe moaned above him. “Here. There's still enough in there.”
TK heard the soft crinkle of the packet from earlier as it was passed over and Matt pulled away. The young boy tried to whimper, but it came out as a grunt as Joe pushed deeper, grabbing his hair to keep him still. How Matt was able to swallow the whole thing in one gulp was amazing. There was a cold wetness poured on him, and he heard his brother begin rubbing himself.
“It's been a while since I've been on top,” Matt moaned. He grabbed TK's hips and began pressing against him, prodding against his slick entrance. The younger felt himself stretching wider than before and he gagged as Joe pushed deeper. He grabbed Joe's thigh tight, a muffled cry as he was suddenly filled more than he'd ever been. Behind him, Matt bit back a strangled groan, letting himself slip completely inside his brother. He was panting eagerly, groaning out, “God, Joe... You've got to try this. He's so fucking hot.”
Before he was fully ready, Matt was already moving. Short, quick taps moving an odd fullness inside him, and all TK could do was try and remember to breathe around the length in his mouth. Joe was biting his lip, trying not to abandon himself, keeping in mind that this was not his experienced boyfriend that had long ago tamed his gag reflex.
“If he's anything like you, it just gets better,” Joe murmured, looking down at the delicious blondes before him. Matt's eyes were closed and he was beginning to move better, taking longer and slower thrusts. TK was trying not to cry out, acting like he'd ever been in a position like this. Briefly, distantly, he wondered if any of the others were looking for them, wondering where the star of the party was. But then, TK relaxed and he sank deeper into his throat. Joe couldn't help crying out and all thought was cleared from him mind. The only thing worth focusing on now was the wonderful friction they were creating.
TK found it hard to breathe, and harder to care, as his brother moved eagerly, pulling out almost all the way only to shove back in, and Joe was finally beginning to lose his precious rhythm. His whole body felt like it was on fire and he tried to scream as his brother's hand found his aching length. Still slick with everything, Matt's hand gripped him and pumped him in a frenzy. He dug his nails into Joe's leg, listening to the man groan with pleasured pain, and he found himself gagging on another inch as he stiffened, letting lose into the elder blonde's hand.
“F-fuck!” Matt hunched over him, pressing his chest to TK's back as he was suddenly gripped too tightly to move. Heat flared all around him and he gasped as he filled his younger brother, trembling as his own orgasm left him feeling pleasantly smothered.
Joe could feel the vibrations as TK yearned to scream, mouth quivering as he tried not to bite down. He was very close, and he managed to find the presence of mind to pull himself out, stroking himself to completion and letting his cum splash across TK's face and shoulders.
Joe knelt heavily on the mattress, trying not to collapse on top of the blondes in a spent pile. There was a breathless moment before TK relaxed and Matt pulled out, falling on his side and watching with exhausted excitement as he leaked from his brother's abused hole, the poor boy falling on his chest, ass still in the air.
TK blinked, one eye shut under a warm rope of semen, and murmured enjoyably as he was kissed by one or the other. He felt the bed shift as Joe lay next to his boyfriend, running his hands over his chest.
“Now, TK,” Matt mumbled, being kissed softly. “I hoped you learned your lesson about spying.”
“And just what lesson would that be?” Joe asked, nibbling tiredly.
“That all he has to do next time is ask.”
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