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xavier

all mine. - in progress

notes on a thousand lives.

caleb

sleepy sex with caleb

multiple lads

正 (zhèng) - in progress (zayne / you / caleb)

Zayne brushes your hair off your shoulder and kisses your neck. He bites and nibbles before his tongue laves over it, as if in apology. He bruises the skin there, turning it a plum purple as proof of his ministrations.

Caleb stares as Zayne has his way with you, watching as your eyes glaze over. Your lips part in ecstasy and Caleb can't look away. He can't explain the sudden rise of desire inside himself, but it makes him plunge deeper into you, hard enough that it elicits a gasp and knocks you out of your reverie. Zayne grunts at the abrupt intrusion as Caleb moves with reckless abandon.

"Fuck," you breathe. The fever coursing through you is mind-breaking. You've never been in a situation like this before, let alone with your two childhood friends. Everything is new and it's electrifying.

"Fuck," you repeat as Zayne and Caleb plunge in at the same time. Zayne has moved to the other side of your neck now. He nuzzles at the sensitive area below your ear, earning a hitch in your breath.

"You look so beautiful like this, pipsqueak." Caleb lauds reverently. He looks at you with such adoration in his eyes that you're entranced. Has he always looked at you like this?

Your head lolls against Zayne's shoulder now as he sucks at a particularly delicate spot. Zayne's fingers are magic at your core, and the mounting pressure on your bud starts to become too much. Your breathing goes shallow as you reach your peak. Your back arches, body tensing. You clench down on the two members inside you.

Zayne groans at the sudden tightness. His hands leave your clit to grope desperately at your thighs. He tells himself he can't join you in coming just yet. When he glances up, he sees Caleb struggling with the same affliction.

Some silent message passes between the two men. After making sure you've come down from your high, they release you back down. Your legs feel like jelly when your feet touch the carpet again but you don't have to worry about it for long; Zayne is already guiding you to the couch where Caleb is now reclining. You're still trying to catch your breath, but Zayne moves your pliant body over. Caleb holds his cock steady while Zayne impales you on top of it. You're boneless after your climax, so as soon as he's in to the hilt, you can't help but lie limp on top of him. Your face presses against Caleb's naked chest as his hands rub soothingly at your back.

Behind you, Zayne drizzles more cold lube over his member before he enters your ass again. This time, since he has more maneuverability in this position, Zayne pistons in and out at a rabbit's pace. He watches where your bodies are connected, savoring the way your hole virtually refuses to let him go considering how tightly you cling to him. You squeal as a loud crack permeates the air, pain blossoming on your backside.

"Noooo," you moan, eyes closing. "It's too much."

"Be nicer to her, Zayne," Caleb says, a gentle hand running through your hair. "She's being so good for us."

Zayne doesn't listen though. The way you're wrapped around him, the way he's in control now, it's all gotten to his head. He's lost all inhibitions, focused only on how good you're making him feel. All you can do is take it as he grinds deeper into you. He pulls out until only the tip is in before slamming back in and rains a barrage of spanks across your ass. You're at his complete mercy. You press your forehead against Caleb's chest, body trembling. Your eyes roll into the back of your head when Zayne's groans become breathier, hips stuttering.

"I'm going to—" he chokes out before his cock convulses and he stills. Zayne furiously spills his release inside, holding your hips in a death grip as he does.

Caleb stares up at Zayne's pleasured face. He sees the gooseflesh dotting up the man's chest as he meets his end, sees as red flushes across his cheeks and a bead of sweat drips down his cheek. Zayne's green eyes darken when they meet Caleb's violet ones. He's not sure why, but this triggers something in him. His own cock hardens further inside you.

When Zayne finally slides out, he eyes the way your hole tries to close but can't; his thick cock has ruined you. A small dribble of cum trickles down to where Caleb is still inside.

It's Caleb's turn to grip your waist. He forces your hips up high before slamming you back down. He does this again and again while Zayne's release mixes with your juices and Caleb's precum.

"Wai-" you try. "Wait, Caleb, no, it's-" But you can't manage to finish your sentence, the pleasure all-consuming. With the way he's using you, you're not even sure if he'd listen. You try to claw at Caleb's arms but his strength is too great. A fiery shudder goes through you, something you've never felt before from just straight fucking. Your legs feel weak and your clit twitches without actually being touched. You know what this exhilarating feeling is and moan in disbelief. With eyebrows furrowed, euphoria blooms through you as you find your second release.

"Fuck," Caleb swears. "You're going to make me come." He slams you down one final time before he climaxes.

Gods, you think. They both took you, stretched you out, and stuffed you full. You're going to be so sore tomorrow. Have you always been so debauched?

Unbeknownst to you, that elusive, silent look passes between the two men again. Fingers abruptly touch your chin, forcing your gaze up.

"Hmm?" You mutter, eyes unfocused. Zayne caresses your chin and turns your head to the side to face him better. Without warning, he presses his lips against yours. The kiss is brief, surprisingly gentle and chaste, but it nonetheless shocks and slightly confuses you now that the fog of pleasure is beginning to ebb.

You're kissing your childhood best friend.

Before it fully registers, Zayne detaches and turns you back to Caleb. Caleb's tongue darts out to lick his lips for only a second before they crash into yours. Caleb is a little rougher, the kiss lasting a little longer as Caleb's tongue explores your mouth until you're lightheaded.

Oh, you think. So it's like that. We're crossing that line. But the thought comes and goes; you are, after all, intoxicated from not just the wine you drank earlier but also the sex.

Caleb breaks the kiss, leaving you in a daze.

"Hmm?" you murmur again, missing his touch. Did you do something wrong? But neither man answers. Caleb's cock softens now and slips out. Zayne helps you to a sitting position on the couch as Caleb pulls a handful of tissues out of the box on the coffee table to wipe himself and your releases that leaked onto him.

Twining your hands with his own, Zayne joins you on the couch. He goes for another kiss, this time deeper as your teeth clash against one another. His free hand brushes at your nipples as his teeth grazes your lips. When you feel a weight settle down on your other side, you break the kiss only to turn to see Caleb situating himself next to you. He leans in.

The two of them kiss you like that, taking turns, until you're practically stupid, nerves humming. When both of them worship your neck and breasts with their mouths and teeth, any possible thoughts you had dissipate; all you can focus on is the pleasure they give you. You can't resist them. And, you realize, you don't even want to. You're exactly where you want to be.