#keycake

A/N : Okay, so... went absolutely crazy with this. I have no idea if it's any good since it's the first time I've ever written something like this (MMF), so please tell me if you liked it (I die for comments). I got inspired by @tellcherhesgone , @frootybb , and all the wonderful posts about Teacake x any other djoling 😵‍💫 Made me think of this dynamic and here we are! Keycake has fully taken over my brain, I'm afraid.

WC : 8k :)

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The hallway was dim, one of the overhead lights blinking rapidly as the dying bulb kept holding on for dear life. Travis had just gotten back from work and he was taking the trash out when he saw his neighbor – the nerdy guy with soft brown hair and glasses – get out of his apartment.

Travis approached him, feeling his usual chatty self revving up. "Hey! Um... I'm Teacake." He points to his apartment. "We're neighbors, hah. I was wonderin' what you do for work? 'Cause you always leave for the whole day and then you don't sleep when you're here."

Keys looked at him with barely masked horror, his mouth slightly open as he peered at the man over his glasses. He looked like he had just seen or heard the most disturbing thing he could think of.

Travis noticed and immediately took a step back and shook his head, his hands coming up as if to say I’m not a threat. "Woah, I didn't mean it like that! That sounded creepy." He scoffed, lowering his hands and shrugging. "S'just, your office probably shares a wall with my bedroom or somethin’, and I hear your keyboard and shit. You know, thin walls. Anyway... what's your name?"

Keys felt awkward. And almost a little scared. He had noticed how the bulkier man had swept his eyes over his frame quickly when he first approached him, and it had sent an unexplainable shiver down his spine. Keys figured he shouldn't upset him, even if the man he now knew as ‘Teacake’ appeared like he could share DNA with a golden retriever puppy. "It's fine. Uh... it's Walter. I'm a game developer." He checked his watch.

"Oh, that's dope! Man, that must take a lot of focus. Anyway, I won't hold you up any longer. Probably gotta go create cool stuff, huh? See ya." He said, suddenly feeling self-conscious after sensing his neighbor’s discomfort. Travis retreated to his apartment with a polite nod of his head.

****

Without meaning to, the encounter lingered in Walter's mind. He kept noticing Travis when he would see him around the building, and he'd give him slight nods of acknowledgment, but never more. It made the bleached-blonde man hold off from speaking to him again, sensing that Keys wasn’t interested like he might have been.

One night, Keys was cooking dinner while he was waiting for you to come to his place after work. He was making your favorite pasta dish - a creamy sauce with sun-dried tomatoes, garlic, spinach, and just the right amount of pepper and herbs over al dente orzo. But when came the time to add pepper, he picked up the shaker and found it empty. And then the back-up canister he found at the back of his pantry was also annoyingly pepper-less. He stared at it in disbelief. "Really? Who fucking runs out of pepper?"

He debated going to the store, but you'd be here in about ten minutes, and the sauce was already bubbling away. He huffed and turned down the heat to an even lower simmer before heading out of his apartment. He nervously knocked on Travis’ door.

When the man opened it, his eyes widened as he took in the sight of his neighbor he thought he had no chance of befriending standing right in front of him. Travis instantly kicked himself for not waking up earlier because he was positive he looked completely messy, and not in a hot way – his hair was still mussed from sleep and he had on a gray shirt with sweatpants that were a bit twisted on his body, his usual attire for getting ready for work. "Um, hi?"

Keys didn't look at him straight on. "Hi. I'm sorry to bother you. I'm uh... cooking for my girlfriend and I'm out of pepper. Would you, perhaps... have any I could borrow?"

Travis furrowed his brows as he crossed his arms over his chest, the motion making his biceps strain against the cuffs of his t-shirt. He noticed how Keys' attention got drawn to it before the man's eyes looked up at him through his glasses. "Who the fuck runs out of pepper?" Travis asked, mirroring Keys’ earlier reflection.

Keys chuckled and shrugged, slightly defeated. "Me, apparently."

Travis studied him a second longer before he retreated into his apartment, leaving his door wide open. Keys stayed still for a second but then entered when Travis started speaking from his kitchen. "So you have a girlfriend, huh? You been together long?"

Keys reached the kitchen and saw Travis rummaging through his cupboards. "Almost a year now," Keys said with a soft smile.

Travis grabbed his pepper container and spun around, making his hair rise up and down with the motion. "Ah! There you go. And that's nice. You’re lucky to have someone." He gave the pepper to Keys, who immediately nodded and shot him a tight-lipped smile.

"Thanks, man. I'll uh... bring it back as soon as I'm done."

Travis waved him off, cocking his head to the side as his shoulder came up. "No trouble. Actually, I'm leavin' for work soon, so... bring it back tomorrow or somethin'."

Keys nodded. "Sure. What uh... what do you do for work?"

Travis had not expected the nerdy man to ask him that, let alone show any interest in getting to know him. He leaned his hip against the counter. "Oh. I work at a storage facility. Graveyard shift. It's nothing much but they hired me, and since no one wants to do it, it pays pretty well. I used to have a similar job back in Kansas. Used to think it was pretty shitty, but when I came to Boston, it felt kinda groundin’ to have a similar job, y’know?”

Keys nodded and smiled a little warmer before leaving toward the door. "Oh, that’s cool. Didn’t know you were from Kansas. Well, have a good shift."

"Thanks, and you have a good date!" Travis said as Keys slipped out of his apartment to go finish your dinner with his borrowed pepper.

****

The night after, you were making out with Keys on his bed. Your top was already off, your thighs on either side of his lap as you kept rolling your hips over his bulge. The rough denim seam kept catching deliciously against your clothed clit as your hands were buried in his hair to keep him at that perfect kissable angle.

His hands kept roaming over your thighs, letting you do your thing, sometimes slipping under your skirt to grab your ass and pull you a little bit more forcefully against him. "Fuck, Petal... keep going. Just like that." He sounded wrecked, just the way you liked him when you were on top.

You reached for the hem of his shirt and ripped it off him before sliding down slightly, just enough so you could undo his pants and take his painfully hard cock out. "I need you, baby. Right now."

"Uh-huh, you have me. Shit..." Keys hissed as you pulled your panties to the side and sank down on him. He grabbed your waist to stabilize you, and then you started rolling your hips.

Moans of pleasure quickly began falling from your lips, your head tipping back as your hand grabbed his thigh to keep yourself propped up. Keys was in awe, looking at you like you were a literal goddess in his lap, fucking herself on his cock like he was her humble servant – just a warm rod to utilize. It made his head spin as his whines and moans got louder. "That's it... fuck. So beautiful, baby. Use me, yeah."

You cried out as he rolled his hips up to meet your movements, making his thick cock (it’s always the nerds) reach that spot inside you that had you seeing stars. At the loud sound, his gaze flicked to his desk and his keyboard, and then to that conversation with his neighbor. If he could hear the keys, then he could definitely hear this. And for some reason, that turned Keys on immensely. He didn’t know why – maybe it was that primal part of him that wanted to prove to other men how good he could make a woman feel, or maybe it was the fact that the blonde man had piqued his interest in potentially more than a friendly way, although he wouldn’t admit that.

Keys kept bucking his hips up as you grinded on him, your hand rubbing circles on your clit, until you shattered around him. "Fu-uck!" You came with a loud cry, moaning his name as you collapsed onto him and buried your face in his neck.

It only took a few more thrusts through your spasming walls for him to fill you up with his release, marking you as his. "Holy shit, baby... god, you're perfect. So fucking perfect.”

After cleaning you up and giving you a shirt to sleep in, he excused himself and told you he'd just be a minute. He grabbed the borrowed pepper from his kitchen and made his way to the door next to his.

He heard some swearing after he knocked, a little shuffling, and then Travis opened the door. His face was flushed, and he hid the front of his sweatpants behind the half-opened door. "Hey, man!" His voice sounded strained.

Keys smirked – his attitude a little cocky, or maybe self-assured, in his post-sex afterglow – and he raked his fingers through his still sweat-damp hair before raising the pepper into view. "Evening. Thanks again for the pepper, man. She really appreciated it. I owe you one." He pressed the cannister in Travis' hand, and his fingers brushed his palm a little longer than they should have. To say Travis was confused at Walter’s newfound confidence would be putting it lightly, but at the same time, he did just hear him moan and make a woman come probably like ten feet away from him. Yes, he had been touching himself to the sound. So what?

So what, he was embarrassed and he felt like Keys could see right through him.

"N-no worries. Just neighborly kindness, yeah?" Travis swallowed thickly, shuffling a little behind the door as Keys stayed glued in the same spot. They stared each other down for a second, the power dynamic weirdly reversed from their first encounters, before Travis heard your soft voice.

"Babe? Keys? Where are - oh!" You padded down the hall in nothing but the oversize shirt that reached down to your mid-thigh - let's face it, this was also oversized for Keys. You wrapped your arm around his waist, and his arm came up around your shoulder, and then you peaked at the blonde man. He looked handsome, maybe even similar to keys with his soft and big hazel eyes. But his vibe was completely different. If Keys was a neatly folded tower of plush white towels, Travis was a chaotic but somehow still standing pile of mismatched ones. The dichotomy amused you.  "Everything okay?"

Before Walter could answer, Travis spoke up. His eyes fixed on you. "Y-yeah! Um... Walter here just gave me back the pepper he was missin' for y'all's dinner yesterday. Hope it was good." He flashed you a soft grin and you felt a little flutter in your chest. Interestingly enough, you could also feel your boyfriend's heartbeat under your hand and how fast it was going.

"Oh, that was you! Teacake, is it? Well thank you for that, that dish just isn't the same without it." You smiled warmly at him, your still slightly red cheeks from exertion pushing up and making the corner of your eyes wrinkle.

Travis looked at you like you were the kindest and softest person he ever met. "You're welcome," he simply said, a dazed little smile on his face.

Keys smirked again and pulled you back toward his place. "Anyway, see you around, T."

****

They started hanging out together after that when Travis had shown interest in a game he saw Keys bring home and the latter invited him in to watch. Some nights, when you came over to Keys' place, Travis would be there. The blonde man had even started waking up a bit earlier before work in favor of going to sleep earlier as well, just so they could hang out.

Most of the time, Keys was playing a video game, or cooking while waiting for you, and Travis was happy just looking at him and talking, sometimes briefly assisting him.

Once Keys figured out that he was truly harmless and indeed golden-retriever-puppy-like, he became pretty good friends with Travis. Walter was usually a nice, polite man that didn't talk that much, so he enjoyed how easy it felt with someone like Travis who seemed like they just couldn't stop the words from coming out.

And the more it went on, the more Keys loosened up – he found himself explaining gaming lore to a clueless Travis, telling him what extensions he was waiting on snatching up, and what a good game to start getting into the whole thing would be. Travis would ask so many questions, completely absorbed, until it was his turn and he'd tell Keys all about the book he was reading.

The whole dynamic worked. And you noticed it.

The way Travis' gaze would roam over Keys when he thought neither of you were looking. The way Keys would squeeze the other man's shoulder when he left for work, something he never did with his other friends.

And then, you noticed Travis looking at you, too. It made you feel hot all over. You loved your boyfriend - Keys satisfied you completely and he was so loving and caring – but you couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to add the slightly bulkier man to the mix. Especially since you thought that Keys might have been into him as well, even though he had never once admitted his bicuriosity. As his very perceptive girlfriend, you just kind of knew.

One night, while you were on your way over to Keys' place, he was making risotto for you both while chatting with Travis. The blonde man saw a new figurine on Keys' windowsill, and recognition flashed in his eyes. He speed-walked toward it.

"Oh my god! That's... I don't know his name. But yeah, I remember this dude. A guy I used to fuck had the same exact one. Huh." Travis kept looking at the figurine, hands on his hips, back facing Keys, unaware that he just sent the slightly younger man into a spiral.

Keys stopped stirring the risotto for a few seconds, taken aback by Travis' casual comment. And then, because he didn't want to seem like he was surprised because he had always valued himself as an ally, he started stirring again. "O-oh yeah?" His voice came out shaky.

"Yeah! I mean, this guy was like, obsessed with stuff like that. Pretty nerdy. Kind of like you."

Keys choked and Travis turned, brows furrowed, before quickly reaching Keys and stroking his back in concern. Walter was coughing and wheezing, and Travis' warm hand on his back did not help how red his face and ears were getting.

"Hey, man. You okay? Let me get you some water," Travis said before getting into action.

Once Keys had settled and was back to monitoring the risotto's thickness, Travis spoke again. "You didn't know, huh?"

Keys glanced at Travis – who was leaning his cocked hip against the counter – before looking back into the safety of the softening rice. "Know what?"

"That I'm bi? It's actually kinda shockin' you hadn’t figured it out before, since you're supposedly a genius or whatever." He smirked and motioned toward his earrings, as if that was irrefutable proof, when Keys glanced toward him again with a scowl.

"I... I don't know. S'not really my business." Keys shrugged. "But I don't mind! It's totally fine, you know?"

Travis smiled and nodded.

Before he could say anything though, he heard the door open and you stepping into the apartment. You noticed Travis' shoes in the entry way, so you called out to them. "Hey guys!"

You greeted them both – Travis with a friendly hug and Keys with a soft kiss – and you insisted that the blonde man stay for dinner and to hang out after. It was his night off, after all.

After dinner – which was incredibly tasty and peppery – the three of you were sitting on the couch, watching a movie. Keys was laying on the L part of it, legs extended, with you tucked into his side. His arm was wrapped around you as your head laid on his shoulder, your back almost pressed to the armrest. Travis was on the other side, resting on the arm of the couch, a safe distance away. The whole atmosphere was cozy – the only light came from the TV and from a floor lamp that emitted a soft pink glow.

You had a blanket over Keys and yourself. All throughout the movie – which Keys was utterly focussed on – you kept making subtle eye contact with Travis. Every time, the two of you would offer each other a small smile and look back at the movie. At one point though, you saw how Travis' gaze seemed to roam over you... and Keys.

It started innocently enough. A few kisses on your boyfriend's neck where you could reach, your hand getting higher and higher on his thigh. You grazed his half-hard length over his sweats and his hand shot out to grab your wrist – not forcefully, just keeping you from continuing. He shot you a confused look before subtly tilting his head toward Travis. You smirked and shrugged, before starting your soft assault on his neck again.

You hummed and bit the skin gently before soothing over it with your tongue. The sound made Travis turn his head toward you and Keys, and he just couldn’t look away. The way you were basically making out with your boyfriend’s soft skin, and how your leg was coming up over his, and how the blanket was slowly falling away to reveal your smooth thighs in those pajama shorts.

Keys let his head rest against the back of the couch as he stopped holding your wrist, letting you do what you wanted. You straddled his hips – nothing too intense just yet – before you leaned down to whisper in his ear. "I think your friend might want a little show... you wanna do that?" The little tug on the hair at the base of his neck told him how turned on you were, but you were still giving him space to decide if it was something he also wanted. It made his heart ache – the consideration – as his hands grabbed your hips and started making you grind on top of him. You whined, burying your face in his neck, hidden from his and the other man's gaze.

Keys then dared to look toward Travis – his pupils completely overtook his irises from the sight. Travis was alternating looking at you, and then at Keys, his mouth slightly open in arousal. His big hand rested over his tented crotch, applying slight pressure. He jerked his chin, giving Keys his blessing to keep going in an unnervingly silent gesture for a man who usually couldn’t stop talking.

Your boyfriend slipped his hands beneath your shirt, his slightly cold fingers making goosebumps rise on the overheated skin of your sides. You pulled back from his neck and you reached for the hem of your shirt. Before you could pull it off, Keys stopped you gently. "You sure about this, Petal?"

You looked at him tenderly, and then at Travis. The latter looked wrecked, his eyes locking onto yours. You kept your gaze on him as you smirked and nodded, before fully pulling off your shirt. Your bare breasts squished together slightly as you brought your hands back on Keys' shoulders. The cold AC air kissed your skin and made your nipples harden and feel sensitive.

Keys didn’t take long to warm them with his breath as he took the left one into his mouth, lavishing his tongue over it as his hands were on your waist. “Fuck, baby…” You moaned, your fingers burying in his hair to tug lightly just like you knew he loved.

It earned a deep groan out of him. He kept worshipping your breasts with his tongue and his hands and his fingers and his teeth, while you kept grinding against his bulge. You were so lost in it that you didn’t notice that Travis had taken his cock out and had started to stroke himself slowly, watching your sinful dance closely. It’s his voice that pulled you back into the moment, making you look at him. “You like that, sweetheart? Your boyfriend makin’ you feel good?”

You whined and nodded, maintaining eye contact with the blonde man as he bit his bottom lip. He smirked and shook his head. “Words, baby. Tell us.”

Holy fuck. Your mind was impossibly hazy, already cock-drunk even though you hadn’t gotten to even taste one already. “S’good…” You slurred.

Keys chuckled and pulled back from your chest, looking up at you reverently as his hands grabbed your thighs. “Oh, honey… you like it that much?”

You looked back down at him and nodded, your eyes wide and glistening in the low pinkish light. His thumb pressed over your clit through your shorts and undies, and he felt how you were starting to soak through both layers. “Jesus, baby… you’re completely soaked.”

Travis groaned as his head fell back, his wrist accelerating the motion over his cock at the thought of getting to taste you. He knew that wouldn’t happen though. Not tonight, at least.

Keys removed you off his lap and guided you to lay back down on the couch, at the end of the L part of it. He kneeled in front of you, before hooking his fingers in the waistbands of your shorts and panties and taking them off. Your legs instinctively spread for him, and his hands found the back of your knees to hold them up. He blew a stream of cold air on your slick folds, making you clench around nothing. “Please, baby…”

He smirked, before kissing your inner thigh up to the crease of your hip. “Please what, honey?”

“Y-your mouth…” You managed to ask. And he was a weak man when you begged for him like that.

Keys placed a few delicate kisses on your belly, before he reached your center and started by tracing your folds with the tip of his nose. “You smell so perfect, gorgeous.” And then his mouth was on you – hot and wet. He licked broad stripes, gathering your arousal on his tongue before focusing his attention on your swollen clit.

Travis couldn’t really see your pussy from his vantage point, which would have made him frustrated if the sight he had instead wasn’t straight liquid sin. He couldn’t stop looking at how your back arched off the couch, accentuating the curve of your waist and showing off those perfect breasts of yours. The pink lighting made every valley deeper and every swell softer. Your perked nipples and the surrounding plush skin still looked slightly wet from Keys’ earlier worship. When he managed to shift his gaze down to the man between your legs, his breath hitched.

Keys was looking at him. While he was eating you out. His eyes were roaming over Travis, stopping on his throbbing cock being slicked by all the precum he was leaking. And when Travis noticed, he smirked. Because he finally had the confirmation that maybe his attraction toward his neighbor wasn’t as unreciprocated as he had thought.

Their eyes met – Keys looking completely pussy-drunk while you tugged on his hair, and Travis completely entranced by the display of lust before him.

The coil in your stomach was getting tighter, but you needed more. You turned your head to the side, taking in how Travis looked ready to pounce into the scene – even though he wouldn’t without Keys’ approval – and then you looked back down at your boyfriend. “B-baby?” Your voice came in shaky, through soft whines.

Keys pulled back and looked up at you with a dazed little smile. “Yeah, Petal?”

Your cheeks flushed. “Can I…?” You gestured toward Travis with your head. You couldn’t have known if he would be okay with it, but you hoped. You knew he would have been okay with a threesome with another girl after a night of drunken confessions had revealed some fantasies of yours, but with another man? That was new territory.

What you didn’t expect was for your boyfriend’s smirk to turn downright devilish. The expression was something you had never really seen coming from him – your usually caring and borderline submissive boyfriend. In reality, the idea of you being so completely his that you had to ask for his permission, and that he would be the one to decide how Travis could touch you, was one that turned him on immensely. He was definitely learning things about himself. “Aww, sweet thing… Trav, I think my girl wants to suck your cock. What do you think? Should I let her?”

Travis chuckled and scooted closer to you. “Man… I mean, if you let me touch her, I definitely won’t complain. But only if you don’t mind, of course.”

Keys let go of one of your thighs to bring his fingers to your pussy, the pads circling your entrance before he sunk two in. You arched your back and moaned his name. “Go on, man. If that’s what she wants. She’s real good at it,” he said before wrapping his lips around your aching nub and sucking it softly into his mouth.

Travis swallowed thickly before he knelt next to your head. His hand came up and brushed a strand of hair away from your face, achingly gentle. “You sure you want this, sweetheart?”

“Yes, Travis… please.” Your mouth opened and you stuck your tongue out for him. How could he say no to that?

He kept one hand on the side of your face, his thumb rubbing at the joint of your jaw. The tip of his cock – a gorgeous angry red, shiny with precum – reached your lips as he grabbed the base of it with his free hand. He tapped the tip against your tongue a few times before he slowly started feeding you his length.

You hummed around him, your lips wrapping around the head as your tongue twirled around it. You kept looking up at him with your wide, pleading eyes. His voice came out lower – wrecked from lust and want. “Fuck, K-Keys… you weren’t kidding, Jesus. Your mouth is insane, Babygirl. Feels soooo good. Yeah, that’s it. Use your tongue just like that. Good girl.”

Your eyes rolled back at the praise, your jaw growing slack as Travis thrusted shallowly into your mouth. He was panting and letting out gorgeous moans, an endless river of praise and grateful comments escaping him, as Keys kept fingering and eating you out. Your boyfriend could feel how your walls were tightening around his fingers, and how you were gushing so much he could feel it trickling down to his wrist. He kept looking at you take his neighbor’s cock so well, and it made his own leak a constant stream of precum in his boxers. He pulled back to speak as he kept fucking you with his long and skilled digits. “Shit, honey… you’re getting so wet. You really like sucking his dick, huh?”

You hummed and nodded as much as you could, your hand that was still in Keys’ hair pulling on it to try and get him to resume his movements on your pussy. He chuckled and gave in, his tongue drawing lazy and wide circles as his fingers pushed up into you, exactly the way he knew would get you to come. “Come on, sweets. Mmph… show us how much you like it,” he mumbled against your folds.

Travis was looking closely at Keys’ movements between your legs, wanting to learn exactly how you liked to be touched. He saw the muscles and tendons of your legs tightening as Keys played you like you were his most cherished instrument, and his hips gave a slightly harsher thrust into your mouth. You gagged around him, your throat constricting and squeezing his tip. He moaned loudly and pulled back, letting you breathe as he rubbed your cheek and caught the tears that were slipping out. “Fuck, I’m sorry. Didn’t mean to go that deep, baby. Y’okay?”

You just looked up at him, completely drunk off your mouth being used and your boyfriend between your legs. You moaned as you shattered around your boyfriend’s fingers, your hips rolling against his hand and his face as you rode out your orgasm. Travis looked at your face the whole time, his thumb still rubbing the side of it as his other hand stroked his cock. “Yeah, there you go. Let it all out, Babygirl. God, you’re so fuckin’ hot, s’unfair.”

Keys pulled back, slowing his fingers as he felt the last weakening twitches of your walls squeeze his fingers. “She is, isn’t she?” He kissed the inside of your calf up to your ankle before finally taking his fingers out of you. They glistened with your cum in the pink light, and Travis’ gaze was immediately drawn to them. How long they were, and surprisingly thicker than one would expect – probably from hours and hours of playing videogames and typing on a keyboard. They literally shined with your essence. His mouth watered.

Keys noticed and he presented his fingers to the blonde man. “Want a taste, Trav? She’s so sweet.” He expected the man to gather some wetness on his own finger to lick it. What he didn’t expect was for Travis to bend down and take his fingers in his mouth, looking up at him with his big hazel eyes as his flicking tongue licked them clean, a pleased hum vibrating around them.

Your boyfriend stayed frozen, his dick twitching violently in his jeans as he looked at the other man. He let it last a few seconds, his grip tightening on your ankle before he pulled his fingers out of Travis’ mouth. He swallowed hard before looking down at you, his ears completely pink. He felt as though he had done something wrong, something he should feel guilty about, and he expected to see you mad.

God, you weren’t. Your hand was between your legs, rubbing circles over your clit as you had watched the interaction between the two men with rapt attention. “F-fuck…” You moaned, your back arching as you felt painfully empty just looking at them like that.

Keys quickly undid his jeans, taking his cock out as he tried to forget what had just happened and how ridiculously turned on it had made him. “Scoot up, baby. Need to be inside you.”

You obeyed and managed to push yourself a bit further up on the couch, enough so that Keys could kneel between your legs and tease your folds with his tip, mixing your arousal with his precum. “Fuck, you look so fucking good, Petal. So perfect for… us.” He said as he pushed all the way in, giving you no time to get used to the stretch. It made you cry out in pleasure.

Travis had moved with you both, going back to kneel next to your head as he kept stroking his painfully hard cock. It didn’t take long for you to take him back in your mouth, and for him to keep showering you with praise. “O-oh yeah, like that. So fuckin’ good, baby. You like that? Takin’ both our cocks at the same time, huh? Bet you feel so fuckin’ full, Babygirl. Jesus, you look perfect like this.”

Keys leaned over you, his hands resting on the cushion on either side of your waist as he rolled his hips deep and hard. His hair was hanging in his face slightly, his mouth open as he kept moaning and whimpering every time you clenched around him. He couldn’t stop looking at how well you sucked Travis’ cock, and at how well your pussy was taking his. He brought one of his hands to your clit and started circling it. “Shit, Petal… Come for us, come on. Give it to us.”

Travis felt the elastic in his lower back tighten before you, and he started thrusting sloppily into your mouth, making you gag around him. “Fuuuuck, I’m gonna come. W-where do you want it, baby?” You didn’t want to stop to answer, so you wrapped your arm around his hips to signal to him that you didn’t want him to pull out.

He came with a loud groan down your throat, his hips twitching as he rolled them sinfully, milking himself into you. You hummed around him, and the whole of it – the taste, being used, your boyfriend fucking you and stimulating you just right – it all catapulted you toward your end as well. You gasped and moaned loudly as Travis pulled out of your mouth, his hands cradling your face gently as waves and waves of pleasure tore through your body. Your hands came up to hold onto Travis’ wrists to ride it out.

Keys’ own hips started to stutter as he felt you come around his cock, and he buried himself deep to release inside you. He could feel that he was coming a lot – his spend gushing back out of you around the base of his cock – but he couldn’t care less. “Oh god, baby…” He collapsed on top of you, kissing your chest reverently as he shallowly thrusted his softening length inside you, something you both usually enjoyed in the aftermath.

Travis let you both embrace as he sat back on the couch, completely spent. “Damn, that was… really somethin’.”

Keys chuckled and lifted his head from your neck to glance at him. “Y-yeah? Don’t tell me your speechless now,” he teased, a soft smirk on his sweaty face.

Travis laughed as well, before he got up. “Let me go get you guys a towel or somethin’.”

****

Keys and you debriefed after that first night and you both agreed that you had enjoyed it quite a lot. You explained to him that it had been a fantasy of yours, and he tried to articulate how he had loved sharing you, even if he didn’t fully understand why. You also made a casual comment about how hot you found two guys being together. It was a throwaway comment, so he didn’t answer, but his ears grew pink.

The next time it happened was about a week later. You had talked with Travis about it – if he wanted it to happen again – and of course he had accepted. For him, being intimate with both a man and a woman felt like everything he ever wished for in life – his holy grail. Of course, he didn’t know if Keys wanted to do stuff with him too, but the way he hadn’t immediately recoiled when he had sucked his fingers told him that maybe there was a chance.

So that’s how you ended up here, your back to Travis’ chest as he reclined on the headboard of Keys’ bed. You were laying back on him between his legs, your own spread wide as his rigid length pressed against your lower back. The blonde man’s hands were grabbing your tits and rolling your nipples between his thumbs and index fingers, his mouth trailing sloppy kisses down the side of your neck. As for Keys, his cock was moving in and out of you as he fucked you slowly, his eyes drinking in the sight of you completely fucked out between the both of them.

You heard Travis speak just behind your ear. “Feels good, baby? Do you like how good your boyfriend’s cock feels inside you?”

You whined and nodded, your hips bucking up to meet his thrusts. Travis hooked one of his legs over yours to stop your movements. “Nuh-huh, Babygirl… gotta take it like a good girl, yeah? You’re being so good for us, don’t start now, mm?”

You nodded and stopped your movements, soft mewls and whines coming out of you as you kept looking at Keys slowly fucking into you. “There you go. S’not so hard, huh?” Travis’ hand left your breast to brush down your stomach before he found your swollen and slick nub. It slotted perfectly between his fingers as he started drawing slow circles over it. “Just let us take care of you, s’all we want. Right, Keys? Don’t we want to make her feel good?”

Keys nodded as he kept his slow pace. “Exactly, Trav.”

Your head fell back against his shoulder, letting the dual sensation wash over you. But they were going just slow enough for it to have you feeling fucked out but not enough to come. And they both knew it.

Travis was looking at Keys, and their eyes met before the man wearing glasses looked back down at your face. The blonde man’s hand started going lower toward your entrance – which was getting split open by Keys’ cock – and his fingers spread between his index and middle one to frame it. And then, they made contact with Keys’ length as it dragged in and out of your wet warmth.

Keys looked up again to Travis, who knew exactly what he was doing, and his hips stuttered. He felt his ears grow pink, but he couldn’t deny how much he liked it. He started picking up the pace, his hands tightening where they were gripping you on your body. “Fuck, yeah…” He groaned. “Just like that.”

You could feel what was happening and it made you clench hard around your boyfriend’s dick, the palm of Travis’ hand rubbing deliciously against your clit. “I’m… so close…” You whined.

Travis cooed and bit your shoulder gently. “Yeah, Babygirl? Wanna come all over Keys’ cock?”

His fingers tightened around the other man’s shaft, making him hiss and whimper, his head falling backwards as he looked up at the ceiling. “Jesus Christ… come on, Petal. Let go, baby. We’ve got you,” he moaned, his eyes falling back to look into your fucked-out ones.

You shattered completely, your orgasm moving like molten sugar through your limbs. “K-Keys! Fuck... Trav…” You kept moaning both of their names as they helped you ride it out – the two men completely focused on making it good for you. Travis was praising you – his mouth rambling like it usually does – between soft kisses to your skin he could reach.

Keys slowed his thrusts and pulled out of you – he had no idea how he managed not to come as he felt Travis’ fingers graze his tip – before shifting back and leaning over you, kissing your stomach sweetly. “Love you so much, honey. You’re perfect.”

The pair let you catch your breath for a second, before you realized that you were the only one that had reached your peak. Oh, that simply wouldn’t do.

You shuffled out of their grasp to kneel on the floor. “Can I suck both of you off?”

Travis chuckled as he took a pillow from the bed and gave it to you to kneel onto. As you shifted onto it, Keys spoke up as he stood in front of you with Travis. “I don’t know, Petal…” His hand came up to cup your face, his thumb brushing your lower lip. “Can you?”

You huffed and rolled your eyes before looking back up at the both of them, their hard lengths bobbing in your face. “May I? Please?”

“Of course, sweetheart.” You didn’t hesitate. You took them in your hands, stroking them and twisting your wrist with every motion. You first took Keys’ cock in your mouth, twirling your tongue around him and using just the slightest bit of teeth on his head, just like you knew he liked. “Fuck, that’s it, honey. Always so g-good with your mouth.”

He got so lost in it that he didn’t register how Travis was now pressed to his side until the older man’s arm wrapped around his waist, his hand splaying out on Keys’ hip. But he didn’t care – not when you felt this good around him and when his hand was buried in your hair, holding on for dear life.

You then pulled back and took Travis’ cock in your mouth as you kept stroking Keys’. You opened your mouth wider while you bobbed your head, letting spit fall out onto him, knowing how the blonde man enjoyed a messier blowjob from some of the filthy conversations you had had in between your encounters. “Jeeeesus Christ. Fuck me, baby. Can’t believe you’re doin’ this t’me. Feels so fucking good, so warm…” He turned to Keys, his gaze fixing on his mouth. “Fuck… Thank you, man.”

Keys’ eyes dropped to the other man’s lips, his tongue darting to subconsciously lick his own bottom one. He didn’t know what came over him, but he leaned in, and Travis met him halfway.

Their lips met in a heated kiss – not gentle in the slightest. Keys hummed as he sucked and nipped at Travis’ lower lip, and the other man parted his lips. It turned deep quickly, Travis’ hand fisting into the nerdy man’s tousled hair and pulling him closer, his nose bumping into the frame of his glasses.

You pulled back from Travis’ cock and took in the sight, completely mesmerized as the two men made out over you. You could feel your arousal pool between your legs again, dripping down your thigh. “Fuck, you look so hot…” You took Keys back in your mouth and you felt him twitch, his hand back in your hair as he shallowly thrusted in and out. Once, twice… and then he came down your throat. He gasped, pulling back from kissing Travis and looking down at you, his mouth open in pure ecstasy. “F-fuck, baby!” He moaned your name as you swallowed everything he gave you, tears blooming at the corners of your eyes and falling down your cheeks.

He pulled out of your mouth, his cock softening as he reached down and grabbed your elbows to bring you back up to your feet. He kissed you fiercely, his hands almost shaking as he held your face. “I love you so much, Petal.”

You beamed and giggled. “I love you too, baby… it was so hot looking at you kiss like that.”

He smiled, his cheeks turning red from embarrassment and lingering arousal. “Yeah?”

You nodded before looking at Travis. “And you, sir, still didn’t get to come…”

Travis smirked, his hand wrapping around his cock as he looked over at Keys, then back at you. “And do you have somethin’ in mind to help? I’ll take anythin’ I can get, Babygirl.”

You looked at your boyfriend with pleading eyes. “Baby… May he fuck me, too?”

Keys’ mouth pulled into a smile before he nodded, motioning toward the bed. “’Course, Petal. How do you want him?”

You squealed and reached for Travis’ hand, pulling him toward the bed. You pushed him down on his back before you straddled his hips, taking a hold of his rigid shaft and teasing the tip between your folds. His hands found your hips as you sank down on him, his eyes drinking you in greedily as you both moaned in unison. Your head fell back before you felt your boyfriend’s hand cradle it gently. “That’s it, baby… ride him like that. Show him how amazing it feels to worship you.”

You started grinding down on him, chasing your own pleasure as Travis looked up at you in awe. His grip on your hips kept tightening and loosening, his own slowly meeting your movements and intensifying your bliss. “Holy fuck, sweetheart… you’re a goddess like this. Look at you, oh my God… I’ve been dreamin’ of this since I saw you grind on him that first night, wishin’ it was me under you, just like this. Fuck, you’re drivin’ me insane.”

“Feel so good inside me, Trav. S-so deep- oh!” Keys was now kneeling next to you and his fingers we’re circling your clit, not caring when the tips of them caught onto Travis’ cock or when the backs of them felt his coarse bush with each of your thrusts.

“Come on, Petal. You gonna come all over his cock, mm? Show him how good you’re feeling right now?” He whispered against your ear, his warm breath sending a shiver down your spine.

You nodded vigorously, the pressure in your lower stomach building sharply until it tore through you. “Y-yes! I’m coming! Fuuuuck!”

Travis kept your tired hips moving back and forth with his hands as he kept bucking up into you. “Sh-shit, Keys, can I come inside her?” The rhythmic spasming of your walls was proving to be too much for him.

The man pushed up his glasses and nodded – eyes almost watery from how beautiful he thought you looked in that moment of pure liquid pleasure. “Y-yeah, fill her up.”

“Thank you. Holy shit, thank you, baby! Fuck!” He shot rope after rope inside you, painting your insides white as you collapsed forward onto his chest. His arms immediately wrapped around you and held you to him, his stomach still tensing from the pleasure slowly dying down. He whimpered loudly under you as he came back down from his high.

His deep breathing made you rise and lower softly on his chest, his lips pressing against your temple gently. “You okay, sweetheart?”

You sighed happily and nodded, burying your face deeper in the hair on his pecs. Travis smiled softly as he looked up at Keys, who was lovingly brushing his fingers through your hair.

Your boyfriend spoke up then. “You did so good for us, Petal. So perfect.” Travis hummed in agreement.

They both helped you get up on your wobbly legs, leading you toward Keys’ bathroom. They took turn gently washing you in the shower, their hands soaping up your wet skin and erasing the traces of lust and possessiveness from the evening. Well, the ones they could erase.

Once you were dried and dressed – in your panties and Travis’ shirt – and once they also were, you all laid down on Keys’ bed. Your boyfriend was on his back, your head laying on his chest and your leg over his, while Travis spooned you from the back, his arm resting over your waist and his hand splaying on Keys’ belly.

It felt so easy – you sandwiched between them, warm and safe and satisfied – as your boyfriend looked like he had finally gotten to explore a side of himself he never thought he would before. He smiled at you lovingly, kissing your forehead and squeezing your shoulder as his free hand intertwined with the blonde man’s hand on his stomach.

Travis kissed the nape of your neck as he squeezed Keys’ hand, and then he spoke up, the low lighting giving him courage as if he was a child believing a blanket could protect him from monsters. “I uh… this feels really special to me. You both, I mean. S’not just sex, or whatever. Feels deeper than that. Like you both have accepted me for who I am and welcomed me in and-“ He huffed softly. “I care about you guys a lot.”

You looked up at Keys, and the way his eyes were soft and swimming with recognition gave you all the answers you needed. You turned in his grasp, facing Travis to cup his cheek as Keys pressed himself against your back. “We care about you too, Trav.”

Your boyfriend nodded as he looked at him over your shoulder. “We do…”

You kissed him softly and he melted into you. This was enough for now – the quiet realization washing over you three that maybe, even if it was unconventional, this could simply… work.

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