Jim sat in silence on a leather chair he had moved into the bedroom, watching you explain to both Yuri and Dmitri what was allowed and not allowed. You wished not to be kissed and no certain kinks that you weren’t accustomed to. Jim had seen Yuri roll his eyes as you finished up. He should’ve grabbed that sly bastard by the collar and forced him out of the room, but you needed to be trusted on this. Once you were done talking, you were quick to throw off your pyjamas.

This felt quite strange in Hopper's chest, seeing you naked in front of two other men who weren’t him. You kept your eyes on Jim, letting Dmitri sit you down on the bed and make you comfortable. Hopper's focus went back to you also, mostly on your eyes and not the fact Dmitri’s head was buried between your legs. Your stare soon went to Yuri and so did Jim’s gaze. He saw the Smugglers already naked, wild curls of hair from his chest to his erect prick. Yuri had more pubic hair than the hair on his head. Hopper couldn’t stop staring at it, hoping you weren’t going to blow that bear of a man, but you did.

You place your mouth on Yuri’s tip, making Jim gulp silently. You whine at Dmitri’s touch, holding his head in place as you approach your end. You gasp around Yuri’s member, riding your orgasm out on Dmitri’s moustache. Jim watches the three of you swap positions much to his satisfaction. You fill your mouth with Dmitri’s cock which is quite longer and better groomed as Yuri prods you from behind. It’s a sight for sore eyes, making Jim grow tight in his boxers. He crosses his legs, groaning out of earshot as Dmitri grabs the back of your head, his fingers tangled in your hair.

Yuri fucks into you with such a fast rhythm, making you grab Dmitri’s leg for support. Your groans are just heavenly and so is the sound of skin slapping. Yuri gets louder as he gets closer, but eventually, he runs out of breath, resorting to a slower pace. Dmitri smirks at Jim ironically. They can make fun of Yuri later, after he cums which happens sooner than they think. Yuri pulls out with a stunted groan, finishing on your ass without letting a drop fall on the bed.

Dmitri holds out a little longer before succumbing to his own orgasm. He warns you prior before filling your mouth with his baby juice. Jim and Yuri watch you sputter slightly before swallowing. Dmitri wipes a little off the corner of your mouth before cleaning himself up. You use one of Jim’s shirts to wipe off what Yuri left on your ass, much to Jim’s dismay.

Jim sighs, slowly standing up from his chair and eyeing you the same way a snake eyes a live rat, obviously aroused and ready.