#incestober

A/N: If you didn't see my update on my last fic, I ended up scrapping my fic for day 2 cause I just didn't like how it turned out. So here's day 8. Idk when/if I'll get anything else out (at least idk if I will on time) because I have a big WIP that I have to finish up soon.

For the title: I don't usually name fics after songs, but this just felt right. Also I suck at title and didn't want to spend any longer on it than I had to.

I should not have spent as much time on this as I did, especially with my current WIPs. But, here it is anyway. I got a little carried away with this, so it might not be too cohesive, but who cares. It's smut. It doesn't have to make sense! I hope y'all enjoy either way.

Incestober favorite childhood activity revisited

Kinktober in the Belfry healing factor | incest kink | voyuerism

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Tim has always loved photography. Even before he started spending his nights trailing Batman and Robin with his camera, he loved the ability to capture the beauty of everyday life in the perfect shot. Those first years after he got his camera, at the age of 6, most of his photos consisted of pictures around Drake manor. The sunlight reflecting on spotless tables in an abandoned room. The empty hallways going on and on, leading nowhere but more of the same. Sometimes, he was lucky enough to get a shot of Mrs. Mac, cleaning or cooking. Those were Tim's favorites. They're proof that he wasn't alone back then. At least, not always.

And then, when he was 9, Tim found out Dick Grayson was Robin. Which, by extension, meant Bruce Wayne is Batman and Jason Todd, the new Robin. And suddenly Tim had a less barren scene to photograph.

Those were some of the best years of Tim's life, in terms of his photography. Every shot he managed to get of the vigilantes was a masterpiece, and his favorites are still kept locked in a box hidden in his nightstand.

Tim sighs, looking down at the camera in his hand. He's sitting on a rooftop with feet dangling off the edge, for once in civilian clothes. He clicks through the photos on the camera. The most recent picture is from over a year ago, a shot of Dick that the older man had begged him to take. Before that, there are sparingly few photos from the years since Tim became Robin.

It makes sense. Tim has had very little time to engage in his old hobby since taking on the mantle. But that changes tonight. Tim is still benched on Alfred's orders for a dislocated shoulder from a few weeks ago. His shoulder is fine now, but Alfred won't let him return to Red Robin for another few days. And so, here Tim is, finally taking the time to pull his camera out again and take some night shots after so long.

The question is, what should he take pictures of? Sure, B and Damian are out patrolling right now, and he knows their route by heart, but something about that just doesn't feel right.

When he was taking pictures as a kid, he lived for the thrill of figuring out Batman's routes and staying hidden along them while taking the shots. It's not the same if he knows the patrols because he was told. And it's nothing to hide from B anymore. So what else can he take shots of.

Then it hits him. There is someone else who operates in Gotham who has a more irregular schedule, one that isn't actively shared with Tim and the other Bats. Someone who Tim has a harder time hiding from than he does B.

Red Hood.

The thought of being able to follow his old Robin with his camera brings a sense of excitement and nostalgia that really sells Tim on the idea. So with that, Tim pulls himself up from the ground and starts making his way towards Crime Alley.

He has a Crime Lord to find.

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Tim finds Hood a lot easier than he was expecting. Mostly, its the sounds of gunshots and yelling that keys him into the location. Tim watches from a nearby rooftop as Hood takes down a group of thugs by himself. He's using rubber bullets, and making sure to avoid lethal shots, but even so he easily takes down all of the men.

Tim pulls out his camera and lines up his shot. He clicks the shutter and pulls the device away from his face to check the photo. It's a great shot, just the right amount of bad-ass and confidence to quickly take a spot as one of Tim's personal favorites. And no, that's not just because it's the first shot Tim has ever gotten of Red Hood.

Looking down to where Hood is, Tim startles at what he sees. Hood is no longer the only person standing there. Beside him is a figure in black and blue, arm slung around Hood's shoulder casually. Nightwing.

Tim's confused. Dick is supposed to be in Bludhaven, where Nightwing should be patrolling right now. So why is he here with Hood? Did something happen? Does he need help?

Before Tim can panic too much and decide to make his way down to check on the men, Nightwing lets out a loud laugh. The sound that carries up to Tim is carefree, more carefree than Tim thinks he's ever heard it. He watches Hood halfhearted push the older man's arm off of his shoulder, but he makes no move to get further away from him. Nightwing is still grinning wide, such a joyous face even with the domino mask on, and Tim can't help himself from taking another photo. Another one that is quickly becoming one of Tim's favorites.

Hood and Nightwing both pull out their grapples and aim them towards the roofs near Tim. Tim's eyes widen and he quickly hides behind an air-conditioner nearby. Luckily, the two don't see him as they swing by. They look like they're in a rush to go somewhere. Maybe Tim was right. Maybe Nightwing does need help with something, but maybe it's not anything bad.

He decides to follow the two vigilantes. Maybe if he finds out what they're doing, he can help too. He jumps across the rooftops, keeping the other two in sight. They must be really distracted trying to get where they're going though, because even when Tim starts prioritizing speed to stealth, Hood and Nightwing don't even notice his presence.

They finally stop at an apartment building. Most likely a safehouse, albeit not one Tim recognizes. He watches from the roof across the street as they disengage the security on the fire escape window and slip inside. They don't even close the window or reengage the security, so perhaps this is just a pit stop?

He can't see much in the apartment, being slightly too far away, so he puts his camera to his face to take advantage of the zoom. What he sees makes him freeze.

Jason has taken off his helmet, and is throwing it haphazardly onto the floor. Tim's never seen the man treat his helmet with such lack of care before, but that's not the thing that shocks him the most. No, the most shocking part is what happens after. Jason is standing close to Dick and the two of them are… kissing.

Tim watches in awe as the two older men hold each other close, kissing passionately. Their hands are exploring each other's bodies furiously, as if trying not to miss a single inch. Dick pushes Jason's jacket off of his shoulders, the bigger man letting it fall to the floor easily. Then, Dick jumps, wrapping his arms and legs around Jason as he tries to kiss the man even deeper.

Without thinking, Tim presses the shutter of the camera. The sound of it makes him startle slightly, enough that his brain is able to reboot itself. Holy shit. Holy shit. Dick and Jason, Tim's older brothers, are currently skipping patrol to make out in an unknown safehouse. Likely planning on doing more, if the removal of even more of their costumes says anything.

Tim doesn't know how to react. He just continues watching through the camera as Jason pushes Dick against the wall. The bigger man moves his lips away from Dick's mouth and starts kissing his way down his neck. Tim can see the sigh Dick lets out as he bares his neck to Jason.

Tim wonders what it sounds like, what noises Dick makes as Jason continues to kiss and suck and maybe even bite if Dick's reactions say anything about it. If his voice gets deep and husky as he groans, or if it grows high and needy as he whines.

Tim gets the sudden urge to get closer and find out.

He presses the shutter again without thinking, memorializing the image of a helmetless Red Hood pressing a half undressed Nightwing into a wall, the two of them looking desperate as they lean into each other. Tim knows he shouldn't be watching this, shouldn't be taking pictures of this. He should delete the photos and leave, pretend he never saw. But… fuck do the two of them paint such a pretty picture together.

Jason, with his broad body, only his jacket missing from his chest and his gun holsters still firmly in place. The man looks dangerous. Looks in control.

And Dick. The man is by no means small, but pressed against the wall by Jason seems tiny in comparison. He looks wrecked. He looks beautiful.

Tim is entranced, captivated by the scene in front of him. He can feel his pants grow tighter as he watches Jason push Dick's costume further down in order to latch onto one of the man's nipples. Dick's head leans back against the wall and his chest pushes into Jason's touch. His mouth is wide open as Jason works his nipples. Fuck, he needs to leave. But he can't. He can't.

Instead, Tim grapples to the apartment rooftop and silently makes his way down the fire escape. His camera is still in his hands, although he really should put it away at this point. He can hear the two men before he sees them. Dick is breathing loudly, each inhale a gasp and each exhale a stuttering release. When Tim peaks back into the window, he sees the two right where they were before. Jason's lost his shirt at this point, and it's Dick's turn to eagerly suckle his tits. From this close, Tim can actually hear the wet sound of suction, can hear the sound Jason lets out as he throws his head back.

Tim's pants grow even tighter.

"God, Dickie. Just like that." Jason says, using his hands to keep Dick's face on his chest. Dick must do something in response, because Jason lets out a groan. "Fuck, that's it. Such a good boy."

Tim shivers at the same time Dick whines. He watches Jason pull Dick away from his chest just to kiss the man once more. Jason shifts, and Tim can see the knee he now settles Dick's weight onto. Dick gasps, rocking his body against Jason's thigh.

Tim wishes he had something he could do the same with. He's so achingly hard right now, with nothing to relieve the tension. He doesn't want to use his hand, he feels bad enough watching this display that the thought of actively getting himself off on it feels like a step too far. So he tightens his grip on his camera to give his hands something to do, and lets himself ache as he continues to just watch his brothers.

Jason is moving with Dick now, rubbing his leg against the other man's crotch. Dick is letting out all sorts of sounds at the friction, rocking harder in response.

"Little Wing… please!"

"Go ahead, baby. Cum for me." Dick lets out a strangled noise as he presumably does just that, and Tim… listen, Tim knows the command isn't for him. Knows that none of this is for him. But he can't stop his body from listening to that husky voice, and with a noise Tim tries to muffle in his hand he cums untouched.

As soon as the orgasm finishes surging through his body, Tim freezes. His hand is still over his mouth, and his body is shaking. He's not looking in the window, having moved to the side to ride out his orgasm, but he can hear that it's gone silent inside. It doesn't feel like a comfortable post-orgasm silence, either. There is no murmured praise or slow kisses. The silence instead feels sharp, tense.

Tim presses himself against the bricks next to the window, closing his eyes to try and steady his breathing. It's fine. Dick and Jason probably moved somewhere more comfortable in the apartment to continue their activities. That's it. Tim hadn't even been that loud, there's no way they had heard him getting off to their secret rendezvous. That's right, everything is fine.

"Well well well." A voice drawls from right in front of him. Tim tenses up all over again. "Look what we have here. There's a little birdie peeking in through my window."

Tim cautiously opens his eyes, and comes face to face with Jason. The man is still shirtless, but his pleasured face has been replaced with a scowl and a glare. His arms are crossed.

"What are you doing here, Replacement?" Jason continues. He does a once over of Tim's body, his eyes catching on something. Tim looks down to see where he's looking and… shit. Before Tim can say anything, Jason snatches the camera out of his hands. "What the fuck are you doing with this?"

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean- I was just-" Tim's stumbling over his words, unsure how the hell he's going to explain this. Before he can though, Jason is freezing, his eyes glued to the camera's screen.

"Tim." Jason's voice is ice, and when he looks back up at him his eyes are glowing slightly green. "You better have a good fucking explanation for this."

Jason turns the screen slightly and Tim is able to see which picture he's referring too. Oh shit. While Tim had been cumming at the sight of the other two, his grip on the camera must have tightened on the shutter. Because there on the screen is a perfect shot of Dick, mid-orgasm, head thrown back in a cry as he ruts against Jason's knee desperately. Tim takes in a sharp breath at the sight.

Jason pushes Tim against the wall, one arm resting above his head as he glares down at him. Fuck. Tim is so dead. He is so, so dead.

"Why the fuck did you take this?" Jason snarls. "Gonna report it back to Daddy Bats? Gonna use it as blackmail? Your own personal spank bank? Did no one ever teach you the meaning of consent, asshole?"

"I wasn't… I didn't…"

"Jay?" The two of them snap their heads over to the window, where a topless Dick is leaning out. Dick is taking in the scene, and Tim can see Jason's eyes soften slightly at the sight of the man. "Maybe you should come inside? We can all talk in here. I'm sure Tim has an explanation."

Jason grunts, pushing away from the wall aggressively. Tim knows he shouldn't, he's in enough shit as is, but he lets his eyes rake over the bigger man's body anyway. He looks fucking hot, even with the angry look on his face. Especially with the angry look on his face. Tim can also see that the man is still hard from his earlier session, the only one to not cum yet. Tim feels a little bad at having disturbed that.

"Get the fuck inside" Jason snaps. Tim is quick to listen, yanking his gaze away from Jason's hard-on to quickly slide in the window. Jason is right behind him and Dick closes and locks the window as soon as he's in. He even closes the blinds. Then, it's the three of them standing around facing each other. Jason's arms are crossed, and Dick is glancing between him and Tim, already prepared to be the mediator. Tim knows it isn't fair to the man. He just had what was probably an excellent orgasm and now he has to suddenly stop his brother/lover from killing their other brother.

Tim decides he should speak first, since this is kind of his fault.

"I'm sorry." He says, not meeting their eyes. "I didn't mean for this to happen. I was just… I wanted to take pictures like I used to but I didn't want to take pictures of Batman cause like I already know his routes so it wouldn't be the same as it was back then and then I remembered Red Hood and how I've never taken pictures of him before and wanted to see if I'd be able to without getting caught except then he met up with you and I was worried that something was wrong so I followed you both here where I-"

"Breath, Baby Bird." Dick says gently, placing a hand lightly on Tim's shoulder. Tim does just that, taking in a deep breath he desperately needed after that word vomit. Dick keeps his hand on his shoulder as he continues, "I promise, we're not mad, we just want to know what happened."

"Speak for yourself," Jason mutters. Dick shoots him a glare before looking back at Tim.

"Go on, Tim."

Tim has to remember where he left off. "Right… so I followed you both here to make sure nothing was wrong and I, uh, saw you two kissing."

"Saw a lot more than just kissing, didn't ya." Tim shrinks down a bit at Jason's words.

"Jay…" Dick's tone is warning. Jason throws his hands up, exasperated.

"I'm just saying. Little fucking stalker here didn't just walk away once he saw what we were up to. He took pictures of us, Dick." Jason, who still has Tim's camera, pulls up that final photo once more. He angles it so Dick can see.

Tim waits with baited breath for Dick to get angry too, to yell about the invasion of privacy from Tim. But it doesn't come. Instead, Tim watches Dick's eyes widen, pupils dilating at the sight of himself cumming on the tiny screen. Dick takes the camera from Jason to get a better look. The older man licks his lips, his breathing picking up as he just stares at it.

The air around them grows tense, and Tim isn't really sure what's happening. He doesn't know what to do, so he decides to keep talking. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to take the picture. I must have accidentally hit the shutter when I-" He cuts himself off when he realizes just what he was about to admit.

Dick's gaze snaps to his. "When you what, Tim?" He asks slowly. His pupils are still huge.

Tim gulps. "When I, uh…" His gaze unconsciously slips down to his crotch where, if he looks hard enough, he can see the wet spot of his cum seeping through the fabric of his pants. He hears a sharp intake of breath, and meets Dick's eyes once more. Except, Dick's eyes are now focused on where Tim has just been looking and he's sure the older man has realized what he was going to say.

"Oh, Timmy." Dick says, his tone something Tim's never heard from the man before. He takes a step closer, crowding into Tim's space. "Did you get off at just the sight of your older brothers messing around?"

Tim's breath hitches. Dick's hand reaches up to tilt his chin. He's pretty sure his own pupils are as large as Dick's at this point. Dick's thumb strokes Tim's cheek.

"Poor baby brother. I bet you wanted to come in and join us, didn't you? Wanted to rut against your brother's thigh, like I did?" Tim can't stop himself from nodding his head, hypnotized by the look in Dick's eyes. "Yeah? I bet it would feel a lot better than just watching, huh?"

Dick takes a step closer into the already nonexistent space between them. He pushes his own knee in between Tim's thighs. Tim gasps.

"Di-Dick?" There's movement behind Tim, but he's unable to look away from Dick. Suddenly, something is pressed into his back. "Jason?"

"What's wrong, Timmy? I thought you said this is what you wanted?" Jason's words are whispered into Tim's ear and it sends a shudder down his spine.

"Wha- What are you doing?" Tim's own voice is barely a whisper itself. He's finally able to break his gaze away from Dick so he can turn his head to look at Jason.

"What does it look like, Baby Bird?" Jason asks. He presses closer, and Tim realizes with a jolt that the man is still hard from earlier. Or, maybe he's hard again.

"But why? You were furious at me just a few minutes ago."

"I'm not angry about you seeing us or even the possibility of you joining us. Hell, we've had quite a few conversations about the idea of bringing you into the fold." Before Tim can voice his shock at that, Jason continues. "However, I am angry about you taking pictures of us without our permission."

"With our permission, though..." Dick practically purrs. Jason gives a fond smile to the man.

"And that right there is the other reason. It just so happens that you managed to hit some particular kinks of Dick's. See," Jason reaches an arm around Tim to gently caress Dick's side. "Our Dickie here is a bit of an exhibitionist."

"The idea that you were watching us," Dick mumbles. "The fact that you got off on us. And then, along with that, you managed to get a picture of my climax? Fuck Tim. You don't know what that does to me."

"O-oh" Tim blushes brightly at the words. Then, after a moment, he dares himself to ask, "wait. You said kinks. Is there more?"

"Yeah, one more." Jason leans into Tim's ear again. "Dick here also gets off on the thought of his little brother filling him up." Tim has to hold back a shiver at those words. Jason seems to feel it anyway, because Tim can feel a smile grow on the man's face where he has it pressed into Tim's neck. "You know, I'm sure he won't mind if his other little brother helps."

Tim's cock twitches at the words. Dick must feel it on his leg, because he chuckles. "Timmy seems to like that idea."

"Oh yeah?" Jason presses closer into Tim, causing Tim's cock to rub on Dick's leg. Tim lets out a stifled moan. "Then what do you say, Timmy? Wanna help me fill up our older brother?"

"Fuck- please!" The words come tumbling out of Tim's mouth before he can stop them. Dick responds by grinding his leg into Tim's crotch. Tim moans again, this Tim not bothering to stifle it.

"I think before that, we should get you caught up with us." Dick says, continuing to slowly grind the leg into Tim. Tim tries to rut down onto it himself, but Jason grips his hips hard to stop him. "Don't you think Jay? Give him a taste of what he missed earlier?"

"I don't know, Dick." Jason nips Tim's ear and he yelps. "I still think he should be punished for what he did earlier."

"For what?" Dick asks. "For taking such an amazing photo of us?"

"I guess it could be less of a punishment," Jason remarks as he pulls away. Tim whimpers at the loss of heat on his back. "And more returning the favor."

Suddenly, there is a clicking noise. Tim turns towards Jason and is just barely able to see the man holding up his camera before Dick is tilting his chin back and kissing him.

The kiss isn't slow per say, but it definitely isn't as fast as Tim would have expected with how worked up Dick is. It's deep, though, as if Dick is trying to taste as much of Tim's mouth as he can. Tim kisses back with all he has, and the taste of Dick Grayson on his tongue makes his groan into the older man's mouth.

Dick has continued grinding into Tim, and without Jason at his back Tim is able to finally rock down as much as he wants into the thigh. It feels so good, sending waves of pleasure through his whole body. The fact that this is Dick, his older brother, makes it feel ten times better. It doesn't take long for Tim to grow close to the edge.

"Fuck, look at you two." Tim hears Jason say from beside them. He breaks the kiss to see Jason still holding the camera in one hand, using his other to palm lightly at his own arousal. "I can see why you got off on this sight alone, Timmy. If Dick and I looked anything like what you two look like right now."

There's another click of the camera and Dick moans, grinding his leg harder into Tim.

"A-ah!" Tim cries, trying to hold back his orgasm. He already came once today, there's no way he should be cumming this quick. But that means nothing when Jason speaks up once more.

"Go ahead. Cum again for me, Baby Bird." Just like that, Tim throws his head back and cums a second time in his pants. Dick works him through it, until Tim is whining through overstimulation.

"Fuck, that's gorgeous." Jason says as he walks closer to them once more. "Look here, Dickie."

Jason shows off the camera to them. The photo is very similar to the one Tim took of Dick, except this time it's Tim's head thrown back in pleasure as he grinds down onto Dick's leg. And fuck, Tim kind of understands why Dick got so turned on at the sight of his own picture. Tim's spent dick is already twitching from the sight of it alone.

Speaking of Dick, Tim turns to see the man in question also staring at the photo. His eyes are as wide as they were when they saw his own mid-orgasm photo. Without saying anything, Dick leans over and pulls Jason into a hungry kiss.

It's one thing to watch the two kiss from an outside perspective, but it's another thing entirely to be stuck in the middle as Dick and Jason get carried away into the kiss. Tim expects to feel left out, not that he has any right to, but he doesn't. He quite enjoys watching the two make out right in front of him, especially when they're actually aware of his presence this time.

When the two break their kiss, they turn to Tim. Jason huffs out a laugh at whatever face he must be making.

"You're such a fucking voyeur," he says, pulling Tim into a kiss of his own.

Where Dick had kissed Tim deep, Jason kisses him hard. It's all teeth and tongue and it's fucking amazing. By the end, Tim is breathless, panting hard as he stares at Jason. Dick is watching them both with a hungry look in his eyes.

"Look at my little brothers," he murmurs softly, stroking both of their cheeks softly despite the heat in his gaze. "Getting along so nicely."

Tim leans into the touch, holding back the whine that wants to leave his mouth.

"What do you say," Jason rasps, "we finally take this to the bedroom."

Tim follows the two through the safehouse until they get to the only bedroom in the place. Jason holds the door open for them and locks it once they're all in. While he does that, Dick is tugging Tim into a searing kiss, wrapping his arms around Tim's neck as he does. This one is more heated than their previous one, although it's still nowhere near as rough as the one Jason gave him.

Tim gets lost in the kiss, so it takes him a minute to register the hands sneaking under his shirt. Considering Dick's are still wrapped tightly around Tim, it must be Jason who is caressing his stomach, sometimes raking his nails lightly along the skin. He moves his hands up and up until they hit Tim's pecks, where he teases the already hardened nipples with his fingernails. Tim whines into Dick's mouth.

"That feel good, Timmy?" Jason asks, kissing Tim's neck softly. He does it again, and Tim can't stop himself from leaning into the feeling. Jason takes that as a sign to pinch the buds harshly, drawing a moan out of Tim.

Dick pulls away from their kiss, watching the trail of saliva that connects their mouths before reaching down to pull Tim's shirt up and off of him. Jason continues all the while, moving from playing with just the buds to squeezing the whole of Tim's tits.

"You can touch too, you know," Dick whispers, moving to kiss at the opposite side of his neck as Jason. He nips the skin lightly.

Tim takes the invitation to rest his hands on Dick's chest, feeling the tight muscles under his fingertips. He caresses gently, not doing much more than feeling what he never thought he'd ever be able to touch.

"I think Dickie was hoping for a little more than that, Baby Bird." Jason snorts.

Dick smiles sheepishly at that, pulling away from Tim. Tim keens at the loss, but is quickly distracted when Dick starts pulling off the rest of his Nightwing uniform. He's slow in the movement, teasing, and Tim realizes the man is putting on a show for him.

"God, you two are a match made in heaven, aren't you?" Jason stops his movements at Tim's chest and puts his head on his shoulder instead. He watches Dick with eyes that are likely as hungry as Tim thinks his own are. "You love watching, Dick loves showing off, and both of you are dying to fuck your own brothers."

Tim and Dick both let out matching groans at that, and Jason chuckles into Tim's ear. Dick is fully undressed at this point, and so he saunters over to the bed. He falls backwards onto it, lying on his back and bringing his legs up. He grips the backs of his knees, bending himself in half and displaying his hard cock and asshole to Tim and Jason.

"Come one, little brother. Touch me." Tim is moving before he can even register it. He pulls away from Jason and moves in front of Dick. Placing his hands on Dick's thighs, Tim takes in the sight before him.

Dick's cock is coated with both the cum from his previous orgasm and the precum steadily leaking out now. Tim wants nothing more than to take it into his mouth. And, well, there's nothing stopping him.

Falling to his knees, Tim moves one hand to take hold of Dick's cock. The older man's breath hitches at the touch, and so Tim spends a few seconds stroking it before leading it straight into his mouth. And- fuck. If Tim thought the taste of Dick Grayson's mouth was heavenly, nothing compares to the taste of his cock.

Tim goes slow, not really working towards Dick's climax. He's just tasting him, giving a long lick from base to head, dipping his tongue into the slit at the top. Tim barely notices the bed dipping next to Dick, but he does hear the words Jason says.

"Look how well our little brother sucks cock." Tim groans at the words, the vibration causing Dick to buck into his mouth. Tim takes the opportunity to take Dick all the way in, feeling his head poking at the back of his throat. "Shit. Looks like our little brother is a bit of a slut, too. He can take your whole cock without chocking."

Tim bobs his head, sucking and licking as much of the shaft as he can. He lifts a hand to fondle his balls and he can hear Dick's little noises as he does. The noises cut off suddenly, replaced with the sound of Jason kissing the man senseless.

Deciding to use Dick's distraction to his advantage, Tim slides a finger through the mess of drool and cum gathering at the base of Dick's erection. Making sure it's coated as well as it can be, he reaches down to rub the finger at Dick's rim.

"A-ah" Dick cries, but the sound is muffled by Jason's mouth. Tim takes that as a sign of approval, and presses the tip into Dick. The older man makes another loud noise at the feeling.

As he continues to suckle on Dick's cock, Tim uses most of his focus to work his finger inside of Dick's ass. He pumps it in and out, pushing the finger deeper and deeper with each one.

Jason must have gotten up at some point, because Tim suddenly feels something lightly hit his side. He pulls away from Dick with a pop and looks down to see a bottle of lube resting beside him. He looks up at Jason, who shrugs.

"Figured you were gonna need it eventually." Tim gives a small smile as he reaches for the bottle. Uncapping it, Tim drizzles the liquid on two of his fingers, making sure to coat them thoroughly. Then, he presses both fingers to Dick's rim.

"Fu-uck, Timmy." Dick groans when the two fingers pop inside. Tim slowly presses the fingers in, the slide easier now with the lube. Once fully in, Tim starts scissoring his fingers. "More!"

"Patience, Dickie." Jason responds for him and shit, when did the man get behind him again? Jason is standing at his back, legs straddling Tim's calves. The bigger man leans into Tim, his bare chest warm against his back. Except, it's not just Jason's chest that is bare anymore. Tim can feel something warm and hard against him, smearing something wet as it presses against him.

Tim leans back into Jason, earning a groan as he presses into his bare erection. Turning to face him, Tim asks "Did you want me to take care of you? You've been hard this whole time, and it's kind of my fault…"

"You keep your attention on Dick. Besides," Jason reaches over to trace a finger along the outside of Dick's hole, "when I come, I want it to be inside of our big brother."

Tim nods and focuses his attention on Dick. As Tim continues prepping him, he feels Jason tug on his pants and boxers. They pool at his knees and Tim doesn't bother moving to remove them completely. Honestly, Tim hasn't really been paying attention to his own erection at all, not noticing just how tight his pants had become. Even so, he can't help but sigh in relief as he finally springs free after all this time.

Jason rests his chin on the top of Tim's head and looks down. "Fuck, Baby Bird. Your cock is so pretty."

As he says this, Tim can hear the sound of the lube being uncapped once more. Then, Jason leans down to place his chin on Tim's shoulder instead as he grasps Tim's cock. The touch is cool and wet from the lube, and the friction feels wonderful. All the while, Tim continues to slide his fingers in and out of Dick. After a few thrusts, Dick suddenly moans loudly.

"Shit! Right there. God, just like that." Tim shifts his hand so that every other thrust hits that same spot. Dick grows louder with every hit of his prostate, and Tim knows the man won't last much longer. Jason must be able to tell too, because he turns his head to speak into Tim's ear as he continues stroking Tim.

"Let him cum. He'll be able to go again." He turns his attention to Dick as he continues, "isn't that right, big brother?"

Dick moans, thrusting what little he can back onto Tim's fingers. Tim takes the hint and picks up the pace, now hitting his prostate with every thrust. Leaning forward, Tim takes Dick's cock back into his mouth, craving the taste of the man's release. He keeps his eyes on Dick's face, though, wanting to see the man's pleasure overtake him.

Dick seems to recognize his thoughts, because the man holds his gaze as he finally crashes over the edge. His head tilts back, his eyes grow half lidded, his mouth goes wide, and all the while he maintains eye contact with Tim. And fuck- the sight of it almost sends Tim barreling into another climax of his own. He just barely holds it back, because Dick may be able to go again, but Tim's not sure he'll be able to. And he refuses to stop when he's so close to something he's only had in his dreams. Tim pushes Jason's hand away from his cock before he can push him any further.

"You close too, Baby Bird?" Tim nods. "Then lets not keep out big brother waiting any longer. Poor man looks so empty without us filling him up, don't you think?"

Jason holds out a hand to help Tim stand up. Tim is shaking as he does so, and he's grateful for the additional hand on his arm that Jason provides. Tim kicks off his pants now that he's standing, before turning to face Jason.

Holding Tim's cheek gently, Jason pulls him into a kiss. It doesn't last long, and soon Jason is pulling away, leaving a few pecks on Tim's lips in parting.

"Let's not keep Dick waiting any longer, huh? Poor man's already starting to get hard again at the sight of us." Turning to Dick, Tim finds that Jason is right. Dick's eyes are wide open, watching them diligently as his cock twitching as it tries to fill out despite having just released. He looks desperately at Tim and his hardened cock. "Are you ready to fuck our older brother, Timmy?"

Tim answers by moving forward, leaning over Dick to kiss the man's lips. He keeps it slow but all encompassing, leaving Dick breathless when he pulls back. "What about you, big brother. You ready for both your little brothers to fuck you?"

"Please!" Dick begs, spreading his legs somehow further underneath Tim. Jason climbs onto the bed behind Dick. He picks Dick up with ease, causing Tim to have to take a step back, and places the man on his lap. Jason's hard cock rubs against Dick's rim, and Dick groans at the touch.

Tim takes a moment to drink in the sight. This is the first Tim is able to see Jason's cock now, and fuck is the man huge. Tim's is not small by any means, but like anything else being compared to Jason makes it look tiny. Tim imagines that cock sliding next to his inside of Dick's tight hole, rubbing deliciously over his skin, and he cock twitches at the thought. And then, he thinks back on how easily Jason was able to lift Dick, and his cock twitches again at the possibilities that type of strength unlocks.

Tim decides he can't wait any longer. He steps up to Dick again, staring his straight in the eyes as he slowly lines up and pushes his cock inside his big brother. They both groan at the feeling. Dick lets go of his legs to wrap them around Tim to pull him closer, Tim following him easily as he continues to push in. Once he's fully sheathed, Tim can't help but lean over and kiss Dick again.

Tim starts a slow pace, pulling out halfway before sliding back in fully. The noises Dick makes into Tim's mouth are intoxicating, and Tim greedily swallows them up. Tim searches for Dick's prostate with every thrust. He knows he's found it when Dick grows louder into their kiss. Dick pulls his head away, leaning it back onto Jason.

"Fuck, little brother, just like that. Right there. Fuck, please." Tim continues pounding into his prostate, drinking in the sight of Dick falling apart beneath him.

He startles when he feels something press in beside his cock. "Don't leave me out of the fun, you two. You're not allowed to finish until I'm inside our brother as well Timmy."

Tim slows his pace, causing Dick to complain loudly. "No. Please don't slow down. Please."

"Shhh," Tim leans in to whisper into Dick's neck, trailing kisses and bites over the skin. "Don't you want both of us inside of you? We gotta prep you a bit more before Jason can fit. Then, you're little brothers will fuck you like you deserve."

"Promise?" Dick pouts. Tim presses a kiss to his lips as he responds.

"Promise."

Meanwhile, Jason has started thrusting his finger next to Tim's cock. He works efficiently, quickly adding another finger and pumping the two fast inside of the older man. Dick's noises are starting to become a little uncomfortable, borderline pained, so Tim works to distract him. He grab's Dick's cock in his hand and rocks gently into his prostate as he begins stroking.

"You're okay, Dick." Tim says. "Relax. You're almost there. You're doing so good." Then, remembering earlier when Tim was first watching the other two, he continues, "You're such a good boy."

Tim can feel the twitch in Dick's cock, and the man lets out a whimper.

"That's right, Dickie, you're such a good boy." Jason chimes in. "So are you, Tim. Such good boys, and even better brothers."

The twin noises Dick and Tim both let out are sinful. Tim distracts himself from his impending climax by focusing on distracting Dick. A third finger has made it's way next to Tim's cock, and he knows all of them are growing impatient.

Dick is the first to break. "Please, Little Wing. I'm ready. I need you to fuck me now."

"Oh?" Jason questions. He thrusts his fingers in, aiming directly for Dick's prostate is the sound Dick lets out is any indication. "You sure? You think you can fit both of your little brothers' big cocks."

"Yes! Please!"

"If you're certain." Jason slowly pulls his fingers out, making sure to slide them against both Dick's walls and Tim's cock. He lifts Dick's hips slightly. Tim helps to line the man's lubed cock up besides his own, and then Jason is slowly pushing himself in.

"Fuck…" Tim moans at the feeling of Jason's cock rubbing so firmly against his own. It sends sparks through Tim's whole body, and he knows for certain he won't last long. Jason is probably the same. The hitched moan he makes, along with the fact that he has yet to get off once this whole time, indicates that this will be a short, but mindblowing, fuck.

Jason starts thrusting up, planting his heels on the bed as he pounds into Dick's ass. Tim takes that as his cue to restart his movements, and soon the two have a rhythm going. Every time Tim slams in, Jason is sliding out. The opposing friction of their cocks, along with the tightness of Dick's stuffed walls, brings Tim closer and closer to the edge.

"I'm not going to last," Tim manages to get out.

"I don't think I'll last long myself," Jason grunts out. Dick looks up at their words, meeting Tim's gaze. His eyes are unfocused and half-lidded, but somehow he's still able to speak.

"Do-ah!- do you enjoy… fucking your older brother that much?" His voice is breathless. "You… want to- fuck- want to fill me up so bad that you barely last five minutes inside of me?"

Tim doesn't respond with words. Instead, he picks up his pace, slamming harder into Dick's prostate with every thrust. He reaches between them to grab at Dick's cock.

"You seem pretty close yourself," Jason answers instead. "Then again, we all know how big of a slut you are for your little brothers' cocks."

Jason picks up the pace then too, and the two of them work together to bring Dick right over the edge with them. It doesn't take long at all, another minute or so of the rigorous pace.

Tim is the first to finish. He grasps Dick's thighs tightly as he slams in once, twice, then stares into Dick's eyes as he slams in a third time and stills. He can feel his cum shoot out into Dick, quickly covering Jason's cock as the man continues to piston into their brother.

Jason's not far behind them. With a deep growl, he grips Dick's hips harshly, continuing to slam hard until suddenly stilling. Tim can feel searing heat surround his cock, Jason's cum mixing with his own inside of their brother. The feeling is what sends Dick right over with him, the man closing his eyes and throwing his head back. The sight of it sends another gush of cum shooting out of Tim.

Jason jerks his hips a couple more times, causing Tim and Dick to both whine in displeasure. Jason chuckles. "You both were able to get off so many times tonight. It's a little unfair that I only came once, don't you think?"

"I will gladly suck you off as much as you want." Tim replies without hesitation. "Just give me a damn minute to breath."

Jason lets out a more hardy laugh at that. "I'll hold you to that, Baby Bird."

They grow quiet after that, basking in the afterglow of what they just did. The sound of a soft click is what breaks it. Tim looks up groggily to see Jason pointing the camera at the two of them. Tim hadn't even known it had made it into the bedroom with them.

"Fucking gorgeous, the both of you." He whispers, snapping another photo. Tim sees a small smile appear on Dick's lips. One of his own starts to grow on Tim's face, but a thought pushes it back down.

"So…" Tim starts. He doesn't want to ruin the comfortable atmosphere, but he also knows that this needs to be discussed before anything else. "You two, huh?"

It's Dick's turn to let out a small chuckle. "We don't need to talk about that part right now. Just know that we've been wanting to ask you to join our relationship for a while, and that this isn't just a one time thing."

"Relationship?" Tim asks, trying to hide the hint of hope in his voice.

"Yeah, Baby Bird, relationship." Jason is the one to respond. "This isn't a casual thing. Me and Dickie have been together officially for a bit now."

"And you want me to join? As an addition to the relationship, not just a third in bed?" Tim can't help but ask. He needs to be sure he's getting this right. He prays he's getting this right.

"Yeah, Tim. We want you to join our actual relationship. Would you want that?"

"Yes!" Tim replies quick, as if waiting too long would make them retract the offer. "Yes, I would love to join you. I don't want this to be a one time thing."

"Good," Dick manages to lean up to give Tim a chaste kiss. The movement causes their lower halves to shift, and Dick and Tim both let out uncomfortable groans. "We should probably separate and clean up, huh?"

"I don't know. If I remember correctly, I believe someone promised to suck me off 'as much as I want'" Tim rolls his eyes at the words, but nothing can remove the fond smile on his lips.

Dick is quick to chime in after that, "I'll take pictures!"

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End Note: And, as always, there ended up being some getting together fluff that snuck in at the very end. I just cant help myself from adding some cute post-sex snuggle talk in my smut, can I? I just want my boys to all be together and in love, goddamnit.

I know there's a lot of mistakes in this, and there's a bunch I would change, but I've spent too long on this already like I said before. Again, its just straight porn, so it's not the end of the world if it's not perfect.

I will say, I thought it was hard enough keeping track of everything with just 2 people in a smut scene, I never imagined how much worse it would be with 3. The amount of times Jason just randomly reappeared in the scene… I'm sorry baby girl!

(Also, the amount of times I misspelled 'time' as 'Tim' is too high to count. Twice in this sentence alone…)

If there's any errors, feel free to say in the comments. Or if you just want to talk.