ren's bin of sin

Normally, you weren’t this weird. Normally, you’d never make an impulse buy based off a stupid fantasy. But this wasn’t your normal thought, now was it?

As you bought cat food for Ringo, per Edd’s request, you noticed a large fluffy dog bed on the shelf of the dog aisle. You touched it breifly and LORD was it soft. You smiled a bit as you imagined exactly what you were going to do to Edd once you had this. And of course, you bought the thing.

When you returned home, you put Ringo’s food on the counter, telling Tord to put the bag somewhere safe while you walked into Edd’s room. When you’d walk in, you found Edd lounging around in his usual ‘Smeghead’ t-shirt and a pair of boxers. He turned around and saw what you had in your hands and chuckled a bit, “is that for ‘under the desk support’ or something~?” he teased before turning back to his drawing.

You blinked a couple times before sliding the dogbed and yourself under the desk. You put your knees on the bed then spread Edd’s legs apart before replying with a soft, “of course.” Edd’s face turned beet red as you laughed, and you could see Edd’s growing erection. “You’d love that huh?” Edd made a small squeal-type noise in response. You chuckled a bit as you freed Edd’s now hard cock. “Don’t worry, sugar~” you kissed his tip. “I’ll suck you off until you finish that~.”

You started kissing and nipping at his thighs, Edd attempting to conceal the fact he loved this. He bounced his foot as he attempted to focus. But you? You’d lick the tip of his cock, making it so that Edd let out a soft whine. Once Edd had gotten used to the feeling, you started to put his length deeper into your mouth.

Edd let out a small gasp as he bucked his hips into your mouth. You pulled off with a small pop as you muttered, “baby~ you can't cum until you finish that drawing~”

The cold radiated through his arms and face as Tom scrambled for something to grab on. Anything to hold on to as he was pounded against the counter but there was nothing. He could only claw at the countertop and moan as Edd pressed down on his back with his chest.

Every thrust his boyfriend made was aimed for his sweet spot. Hard, and calculated. Edd’s hand slowly pumped his cock, stopping to rub his thumb over the head of Tom’s cock and smear his pre-cum around his tip. It was as tortuous as it was pleasurable. And sitting across from him on one of the stools, Tord watched with a calculating glance.

“Look at you, coming undone so nicely for Edd,” he cooed. “Are you close? Will you be a good boy and spill your cream into his hand?”

“Yes!” Tom gasped. “M’close. Wanna be good.”

Tord chuckled and leaned over to kiss him. “Then cum for him. Tell him how good he makes you feel.”

“You make me feel so good! Wanna cum in your hand, please, please Edd!”

Tom hears Edd groan and his hips speed up. So does his hand, urging Tom to finish.

“I’m gonna fill you up,” Edd rasps. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Fill your pretty hole with my cum, make you look pregnant.”

Tom's breath hitches and he spills into Edd’s hand with a cry.

“You do like that,” Tord breathes. He gives Edd an excited grin.

Edd’s hips move faster. His thrusts grow sloppy, a little less deep, and still, he pumps Tom’s cock.

“Gonna fuck you full of my seed, gonna give you what you want.”

Tom clenches around Edd and it’s the last thing Edd needs to tip over the edge. He turns Tom’s head to kiss him as he fucks his cum as deep as he can into his boyfriend.

Finally, his hips stop and he pulls away from the kiss. Tom closes his eyes. He takes a few deep breaths.

“That was really good,” he says hoarsely. “I love you. Both of you. But I need you to get off me now, Edd.”

Edd quickly pulls out, leaning down to press one last kiss against Tom's cheek before he moves away with a small, “Sorry, love.”

Tom groans as he stands up, wiggling his arms to get the feeling back in them. He feels some of Edd’s cum dribble down his leg and he shudders, cock beginning to harden.

Tord takes in the sight with wide eyes. He abruptly stands up and walks around the kitchen counter to sweep Tom off his feet.

“How do you feel about another around, my darling sweetheart? I promise to take such good care of your pretty cock, I’ll even fill your hole the way you like.” Tord’s voice lowers as he murmurs, “I could even make you a daddy, breed your hole until your nice and round with our child.”

“Yes, fuck yes,” Tom hisses. His cock fully hardens and Tord rushes to the living room, fully intent on fucking Tom nice and hard until the two of them were satisfied.

Edd takes a few sips of his cola and sets it back down on the counter. With his cock half hard in his sweat pants, he follows with an interested look on his face.

The silence of the house is quickly filled with Tom’s moans. And occasionally, comments from both Tord and Edd.

As Edd watches Tord lift Tom's legs over his shoulders, their boyfriend's back pressed against the couch, he can't help but think about what a wonderful surprise this will be to Matt once he gets home. How Matt would love to join in and sweetly tell Tom how handsome he'd look filled to the brim with each of their cum dripping out of him. How Matt would kiss him and fondly tell him what a good father he'd make.

Edd pushes his sweatpants down a little to comfortably stroke his cock and gives Tom a loving smile as their eyes meet.

It worked. His plan worked. Tord can’t help but grin as he stares down at the pregnancy test. The little pink plus sign is all that matters to him. He wants to celebrate. He SHOULD celebrate. After all, you can never leave him. Not ever again.

His child grows in your stomach. He fucked it into you and eventually, he’ll get to fuck another one into you. And maybe another. Maybe. Two kids should keep both of you busy enough.

Tord laughs. Kids. You two were going to raise a child along with possibly another in two years. He can’t wait to see your stomach swell, to see you give birth and hold his child.

He can’t wait to take you again, to fill your pretty cunt with his seed over and over until you're pregnant again.

“What are you laughing about in here, you weirdo?”

Tord sets the test back down on the sink, turning to face you. “Just thinking about how pretty you’re going to look with our child.”

“Like a beached whale, you mean.”