Vroom Vroom

“It’s so damn hot outside!” You complained as you walked into the bus, you knew Frank was somewhere in here and would hear the complaint. Your shirt sticking to your body from sweat, well it wasn’t your shirt technically you found it on the floor and it was either Frank’s or maybe Tim’s either way it was now sticking to you. You groaned as the cool AC made your damp skin slightly cold, a shiver running up your spine. You started to pull the shirt over your head, “Frank, could you help me with something-” your voice dying as you pulled the shirt over enough to see in front of you, and there stood a friend, Tim.

Tim smiled as he watched you drop the shirt to the floor, your chest barely covered in a sweat soaked bralette. Your chest rose and fell quickly as you did nothing to cover yourself. You held your gaze as you saw movement behind him, Frank coming into view with his head barely shaking as he chuckled. You gave him a sweet smile as you bent down to grab the shirt, “I’m sorry to whoever’s shirt I got sweaty but it’s hot outside.” Tim pointed to himself as you held up the shirt, letting you know it was his, “well in that case, you’re welcome.” You took a few steps to walk past the two men towards the small bus shower but was pulled to a stop by a hand on your upper arm. You glanced down at the tatted hand, before looking up to see Frank glaring at you.

“Got a bit of an attitude don’t you think, baby?” Frank’s voice having a slow drawl to it, feeling almost dangerous. You gulped and went to step backwards to create space, but your back collided into the other man’s chest. You spun to look at Tim who had a loose smile on his face, his hands coming down to rest on your shoulders. He leaned down to really look you in your eyes, your heart rate picking up.

You knew better in this situation but you wanted to see what would happened, “are you going to fix my attitude, Tim?” You raised an eyebrow and took a small step forward to crowd his space, “teach me some manners?” You went to open your mouth again but instead a small squeak left your mouth as you felt Frank’s hand wrap around your throat and pull you back against him. You smiled, you couldn’t help it, you liked when Frank got rough with you and the look on Tim’s face said he wanted to be rough as well.

You felt Frank’s breath against your neck as you tried to take a deep breath, instead whining when you couldn’t, “such a fucking brat, you know.” Frank pressed his hips forward, his hard length pressing against you causing your eyes to flutter shut.

“Mmhm open those pretty eyes for me.” Tim’s voice rough as you opened your eyes to see him, palming the tent in his jeans. Your eyes widened some as you saw, how large he was, “don’t worry, we will make it fit.” You moaned, the vibration strumming against Frank’s hand which loosened only enough for you to take a short breath in.

“What do you want to do first?” Frank allowing you the option, but right now you didn’t want to think. You watch as Tim undid the belt around his waist, making you bite your lip. You wanted both of them, whatever they wanted, you want-, “want us to use you, pretty girl?”

You released the small breath you were holding, “yes, please.” Your voice soft as the thought of both men pleasing you making you press back against Frank.

Tim dropped the belt to the side of him as he started to unbutton his pants. The hand at your throat moving up to grip your chin as Frank nosed at the soft skin of your neck, “maybe you could help out our friend?” His breath tickling you as you watched Tim pull himself out of his jeans. His hand wrapping around the base was a soft grunt. You gasped as you saw the size of him making both men chuckle, “don’t worry, Tim isn’t as rough as I am.”

You gave the man across from you a toothy grin before reaching your hand forward, fingers grazing over his leaking tip, “that’s a shame isn’t it.” Frank smiled against your neck before letting you go, but quickly Tim reached across the crowded bus hall to the back of your head and roughly pulled you down to his cock. You yelped as your lips smeared across his tip, Frank gripped your hips from behind slowly rubbing his clothed cock against your ass. You glanced up at Tim, his glasses sitting on his nose as he bit his lip. You brought your hand to wrap around his thick base as you licked a stripe up his tip before wrapping your lips around him. Your wet, warm mouth causing the man above you to moan, his hips twitching forward.

Frank saw the small movement and brought his hand to the one Tim had resting on the back of your head. Both men look at each other as Frank speaks, “you can fuck her throat, she likes that.” You moan your appreciation to Frank, as you feel Tim start to move his hips. His thick cock stretching your lips as you hallow your cheeks, drool already starting to drip to your chin, “there you go baby, make Tim feel good, show him how much of a good girl you are.” That statement had your eyes rolling back, and you pushed forward to bury your nose into the patch of hair at Tim’s base.

“oooh-oh fuck baby” Tim’s fingers tightened in your hair as your eyes started to water, the pressure of both of their hands keeping you in your spot. You took a deep breath through your nose as you tapped Tim’s thigh, the action causing the man to look up at Frank as he dropped his hand, “Frank she tapped out, move you hand.”

Frank nonchalantly looked up as he moved his hands to your short, “how many times?” If you could smirk you would, but instead you pulled back a little before moving forward again, a soft moan vibrating around Tim’s cock.

Tim looked at both of you with wide eyes, “just once-but- that means to tap out?” His voice filled with curiosity as he watched Frank pull your shorts down your legs. He glanced down to see you gag around his length pulling back ever so slightly as you brought your hand to his balls.

“Mhmm nah that means to take control.” Frank bent down the best he could in the confided space and spit directly at your tight hole, you made a choked noise as you felt the liquid dripping down onto your wet cunt. Frank eyes caught Tim’s as he gave him a loose smile, “go ahead take the lead, I promise she likes it.”

Tim’s eyes went wide as he heard you moan, wrapping your hands around his thighs, “okay but tap twice if you need me to stop.” His voice was strained almost as if he wanted to stop himself from letting go. Tim pulled his hips back before quickly pushing back in, the sound causing him to bite his lip, “oh that’s so good.” He sent a quick pace, the tip of his cock repeatedly hitting the back of your throat, tears now streaming down your cheek.

Frank could feel his heart swell as he watched with adoration, his cock twitching behind his zipper as you moan around Tim. The tatted man unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down enough to free himself. Tim couldn’t help but to look as Frank gripped his base before giving himself a few strokes, a soft groan falling from his lips. Frank ran his tip through your soaked folds, smiling when you pushed back against him, “I’m going, I’m going.” Frank pushed into you, bottoming out, causing you to take more of Tim.

Tim slowed his thrust as Frank gripped your hips, barely working himself in and out of you. The feeling of you warm, tight around him causing him to take a deep breath through his nose. You whine and pulled off of Tim, your breath ragged as you tried to push back into Frank. Tim chuckled at that and gripped your chin, pulling you up to look at him, “have some patience sweet girl.” The man looked past you to see Frank with his phone out, pointing it down at the spot you two meet, “let Frankie have his fun.” You bit your lip as you nodded your head, your eyes out of focus as Frank quickened his thrust, handing the phone to Tim over you, “smile for the camera baby.”

Your eyes widened some as the phone was put in your face, a sob ripped from you as Frank brought his fingers to your clit, “holy fuck Frank!” You brought your hands to Tim’s stomach, fingers lying across his shirt. You let out a whine and pushed the fabric up, “Tim please- please take it off, want- oooohmygod-” your voice high and whiny as Frank spend up his fingers working you to your release. Small yes and thank yous filling the space as Tim pulled the shirt over his head. He crouched down to point the camera down your chest, watching your pretty tits and to showcase the tatted fingers on your clit, “im so-so close, holy hell.” you felt so overwhelmed between Frank fucking you fast, deep and Tim looking at you like he could devour you, you weren’t going to make it.

Frank leaned over you, his teeth gently bite your shoulder, “you can do it pretty girl.” Tim stood up quickly and placed himself back into your mouth, silencing your cries as you came around Frank’s cock.

Your tightness causing Frank to pull out, with a soft hiss, “too much?” Tim chuckled at Frank as you pulled your mouth off of him.

Frank slapped your ass with a playful scoff, “let’s see you do better.” Frank suggested to Tim as you pulled away from both men, taking a moment to collect yourself. Your legs slightly wobbly as you took a few deep breaths. Both men eyeing your naked body as you took a few short steps into Frank’s arm. His body warm against yours as you felt one of his hands run up and down your back, “you ready baby?” You glanced up at Frank with soft eyes as you barely nodded your head, feeling another pair of hands tracing over your hips.

“I want to be in the same position, if that’s okay.” You looked at Tim as you asked. He would honestly do anything for you just as he would do for Frank so he grabbed both hands, directing them to the wall as he pulled your hips back towards him, “Frankie, wanna watch?” Your brain feeling all spaced out as you felt Tim rut his hard cock against the softness of your ass.

Frank stood to the side, phone in his hand pointed at you two as he watched. Your arms stretched out in front of you, holding you up as Tim pushed into you, the stretch causing your toes to curl, “oh fu-uuhuck.” Tim pulled your ass flush against him, grinding deep into you, “you weren’t kidding Iero, your pretty girl is so tight.” Tim started fucking into your wet cunt at a pace that had you gasping.

Your head dropped forward as a long moan filled the bus, Tim’s hands grabbing your shoulders to pull you back against him as he thrust into you. Your eyes slightly crossing as the new angle had him hitting the spots that made you see stars. Frank walked over to you before grabbing your jaw and forcing you to look up at him, “oooh does that feel good my sweet slut?” You squeezed around Tim from the words, causing him to groan. Your brain too fried to respond to Frank, but he knew that. He is always so aware of your emotions, what each cry or gasp means. He just smirked at you as he watched your tits bounce with each hard thrust into your soaking cunt. His eyes met yours again, “open your mouth.” You followed his directions immediately, your tongue laying out of your mouth as you moaned. Frank bent down some and wrapped a hand around your throat, “see this is what pretty girls get, her man and his friend fucking her until her smart brain goes all dumb from dick.” A string of drool dropped off your tongue making the tatted man smile before grabbing your cheeks, making you open your mouth more, “good-fuck- good girl.” Frank was wrecked watching you fall apart on Tim’s cock. He glanced up at the other man to see him staring at the two of you, “she likes it rough if you can’t tell.” Frank spit into your mouth, eyes sparkling at the act. He wrapped his hand around his hard cock, pumping his fist quickly, “want you to cum all on Tim, got it baby?”

You moaned as you felt yourself getting closer, Tim dropped one hand to your tits, squeezing them as his hips started to stuttered, “holy hell feels so good, fu-uuck PLEASE.” Your voice strained as you felt yourself so close to where you want to be, “can he cum in me?” Your eyes frantic as you watched Frank moan, his hand moving to focus on just his tip.

Tim behind you groaned as he dropped his head between your shoulders, “need to know where, right now-shit- right fucking now.” His hand dropped to your ass, squeezing tightly enough that you hoped it bruised.

Frank frantically nodded his head, all tough guy demeanor falling as he coated your face with his release, “god, please do” his voice wrecked enough to cause you to clench around Tim, your orgasm rushing through you. The other man was no better, and pulled you against his chest as he slammed into you one more time, load coating your walls.