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Standing in front of the door to Peacemaker’s trailer, Adrian would have never guessed what was in store for him that day. Not even if someone had put a gun to his head and told him to say his wildest dream out loud could he have come up with what would happen in that trailer.
The hangout started normally enough. Peacemaker answered the door, wearing tight jeans and a tighter t-shirt, and gratefully accepted the six-pack of beer Adrian had brought. The two men settled in the living room, chatting amicably as a classic rock CD played in the background— Some hair-metal band Adrian didn’t recognize.
Adrian sat up a little straighter as you entered the room, one of Peacemaker’s t-shirts hiding your curves, but not hiding the cute pink panties underneath. Adrian had had a crush on you for the longest time, way before you started dating Chris, and seeing you so scantily clad… it was doing things to him.
You greeted him with a little wave. “Hi, Adrian,” you chirped as you went to sit on Peacemaker’s lap.
“Hey, (Y/N),” Adrian managed. “You look—“ He cleared his throat. “It’s nice to see you.”
“Nice to see you, too,” you replied with a sweet smile. Adrian watched you stretch out against Peacemaker’s chest, a stab of jealousy curdling his insides. He’d kill for you to sit on his lap like that. “Has Chris told you about our agreement?” you asked.
“Huh?”
“I hadn’t mentioned it,” Chris said, looking at you with a smile.
“Do you know what free use is, Adrian?” you asked.
He jolted a little. In his many hours scrolling through PornHub, he had seen the words in more than a few titles, but he’d never bothered to click on any of them. “Uh, it’s like, a sex thing, right?” he ventured.
“Yeah! It’s essentially an agreement that any time a partner gets horny, they can use the other partner to get off, no matter what they’re doing,” you explained.
“O-Oh.” Adrian blinked. “And… are you—?”
“Yeah,” you said, a little meekly. “I just started a new birth control, so I’m kind of feral, like, all the time.”
“She’s been milking me dry, bro,” Chris added.
You smacked his arm, making him laugh. “Don’t be crude,” you admonished.
Adrian once again considered your scantily clad body, as well as the way Peacemaker was now stroking a large hand up and down your thigh. He took in the way you shivered and bit your lip. Suddenly, it all made sense. “Oh!” he said, “You’re— Did you wanna do that… now?”
“If that’s okay,” you answered quickly. “Consent is really important to me— to us— and I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”
Adrian pointed to the bedroom. “So, would you take Peacemaker back there, or—?”
“Nah, man, the whole point is that it doesn’t interrupt the other partner’s business,” Chris interrupted.
“So… Right here,” Adrian clarified. “During the hangout.”
“If you’re okay with that,” you said. “I know you and Chris have done some stuff in the past, so I assumed this would be okay. If it’s not, please let me know.” You looked at him with pleading eyes, just the sort of expression that tugged on his heart strings.
“Yeah, no, of course,” Adrian agreed. “Go, um, go right ahead.”
You grinned. “Really?”
“Doesn’t bother me,” Adrian assured you.
“Ugh, you’re such a doll, thanks, Adrian!” You hopped up from Chris’ lap, then put your hands on Adrian’s shoulders and kissed his cheek. “My hands have just not been doing it for me, y’know?”
“S-Sure,” Adrian agreed, his hand flying up to touch the spot you kissed as Chris gathered you back into his lap. Adrian watched you straddle his best friend and kiss him. Already, he felt like he was watching something he shouldn’t be, but he had agreed, and Adrian certainly wasn’t going to disagree now. Besides, he was very curious about how far this would go. What would you do? What would he get to see?
Adrian’s pants grew tighter as he watched you start to grind against Chris. You started kissing his neck, and Chris hardly seemed to notice, still jabbering away about whatever he was talking about before you entered the room. How did he do that, Adrian wondered. How could he not even react to you on him like that? Adrian would be rendered speechless. He was rendered speechless.
“Vij.”
Adrian snapped his attention back to Chris. “Huh?” Adrian swallowed hard. “Sorry, man, could you repeat that?”
“Dude,” Chris scoffed. “Don’t get distracted.” Even as he said that, Chris leaned back and placed his hands on your hips, helping you grind against him more effectively.
“Right, right, sorry,” Adrian muttered, trying very hard not to let his eyes linger on your ass. “So, uh, what were you saying, Peacemaker?”
“I was saying—“
It was hopeless for Adrian to try to listen. As soon as Chris started to explain, you had started making these little whining noises that went straight to his dick. “Do you—“ He was interrupting Peacemaker, which was never a smart thing to do, but he had to ask. “Do you need to take care of her…?”
“Who?” Chris asked, his eyebrows furrowed. “(Y/N)? Nah, man, she’ll take care of it herself. She’s pretty capable.” He slapped your ass, hard, making you jolt and let out a thin whine that would’ve made Adrian melt in an instant.
“You’re—“ Adrian swallowed hard. “You’re not very… reactive.”
“It’s like this every day, bro, that’s what free use is all about,” Chris explained amicably. “Sometimes it’s her, sometimes it’s me. Either way, we just keep going about our day while the other person gets off. It’s awesome.”
“Sounds it,” Adrian murmured, his voice hollow. God, what he would give to be able to use you whenever he wanted…
“You’re asking a lot of questions,” Chris observed. He gripped your hips, pausing your grinding. “Are you sure this is okay?”
When Adrian saw your eyes turn on him, his dick jumped in his pants. You already looked wrecked, but your eyes were clear and bright. And— curious. You had an intense sort of curiosity on your face as you looked him up and down. How could he say no to that face? “Y-Yeah, man, of course,” Adrian said. “This is… totally normal, right?”
“Normal for us,” you answered sweetly. “But if it bothers you, Adrian—“ Oh, he loved to hear you say his name. “—I can go take care of myself in the bedroom. I have toys and stuff I could try.”
You, orgasming behind a closed door, where Adrian wouldn’t be able to see or hear it? He would die before he let that happen. “No, no, please, go right ahead.” He cleared his throat and sat back, trying to subtly adjust his jeans so his erection wouldn’t be so obvious. “Don’t let me stop you.”
“Thanks,” you said brightly.
Chris shifted you and pressed a thick thigh between your legs, making you whimper. “How’s work going, man?” Chris asked him, a pleasant smile on his face. “Still bussing?”
“Yeah…” Adrian’s eyes flickered from you to Chris and back again. “Yeah, it’s, um— It’s fine,” he managed to answer. “You know. Work’s work.”
“Yeah, totally. Work’s been such a bitch lately—“ And then Peacemaker launched into another rant. Even though Adrian technically worked with him, Adrian didn’t interrupt, still trying too hard not to look at you while also looking at you as much as he could.
You were really getting it into it now, grinding against Chris’ thigh steadily while holding onto his shoulders. If Adrian narrowed his eyes a little, he could see the stiff points of your nipples poking against the fabric of your t-shirt. Adrian desperately wished you’d take the shirt off, but he didn’t want to overstep his boundaries. He was an observer, afterall, not a participant.
Adrian watched as you undid Peacemaker’s fly, and then he watched with big eyes as you pulled out his cock. Chris, to his credit, simply sat back and let you. He was still fucking talking. How?? It was almost enough to make Adrian angry.
All that anger flew out the window as you stood and pulled down your panties. Adrian watched you sit with your back against Chris’ chest, straddling his thick thighs, and position Chris’ cock at your entrance. You sank down with a satisfied sigh and began to ride his best friend.
“Fuck,” Adrian murmured, not meaning to make a sound.
“What was that?” Peacemaker asked.
“Nothing,” Adrian yelped. “Nothing, just, um, active listening.” Adrian’s eyes flicked to you again and he saw you smile. You definitely knew he was watching you, and if he had to guess, you fucking liked it. Adrian pushed up his glasses and looked away, trying to focus on literally any other point in the trailer.
“S-So, Adrian, are you dating at all?” you asked.
Adrian had not expected you to join in on the conversation. His eyes snapped to you, and he immediately regretted it. You looked so fucking perfect taking Chris’ cock, which he knew was not an easy task. You must’ve been even hornier than you said if he could slip in so easy with no prep. Or maybe you had prepped beforehand? Adrian imagined you laid out on Chris’ bed, fingers pumping in and out of yourself as you tried to get off, so desperate for cock that you had to ride his best friend in front of him just to get a little relief.
What had you asked again?
“S-Sorry, could you repeat that?” Adrian asked, shame curling around his flare of desire.
“Are you dating?” you repeated patiently.
“Uh, n-no, not actively,” he answered. “Girls don’t really… like me.”
“What?” You pouted a little. “But you’re so sweet.”
“He’s also fucking weird,” Chris supplied from behind you.
“I feel like his sweetness more than, ah—“ You gasped as Chris’ hand snuck between your legs so he could rub your clit. “—makes up for it,” you finished with a sigh. “And you’re so handsome, Adrian.”
Adrian was so hard, it was amazing he was able to process any thought at all. You calling him handsome was enough to fully short-circuit his brain. “Do you really think so?” he asked.
“Oh my God, so handsome!” you gushed. “And cute, too. Y’know, cuteness is hard to get in guys today.” You bit your lip to muffle a moan. “Chris isn’t cute at all.”
Adrian’s eyes were drawn to his best friend as Chris shook his head. “She’s right,” agreed Peacemaker. “I have more of a ruggedly handsome thing going on.”
“If I was single, I’d totally date you,” you said.
That was like a dagger in the heart for Adrian. What a thing to say while actively riding his best friend’s dick. Adrian honestly didn’t know how to reply. “Th-Thanks,” he managed.
Chris caged you against his chest by using both hands to grip your tits. He even pushed the t-shirt up to your neck so Adrian could see. Fuck , your tits were perfect. They filled Chris’ hands and spilled over, just a little. Adrian wanted to put his mouth on you so bad. God, he felt like a light breeze would have him cumming in his pants at this rate.
Chris said something to you that had you laughing, a breathy sound that made his stomach clench. Adrian had no idea what Chris had said, but he didn’t really need to.
“Adrian, honey—“
Adrian’s eyes snapped up to your face. He had been leaning forward without realizing, and he sat back now. “Y-Yeah?”
“Are you okay?” you asked. “You look a little stressed.”
“‘M fine,” he said through gritted teeth.
“He’s probably just pent up because you’re so fucking hot,” Chris said proudly.
Your expression got a little gooey then, and Adrian knew for a fact that you were getting off on him watching. “Ohh,” you cooed, “Is that it?” Like you weren’t fucking Chris right in front of him. “Are you hard?”
“Y-Yes,” he answered honestly, if a little hesitantly.
“Mm, here.” You got up off of Chris for a moment and got on your hands and knees on the couch. Chris took the change in position easily and knelt behind you, going right back to fucking you. “C’mere, Adrian,” you beckoned.
It was like he was in a dream. Adrian stood and stumbled over to the couch, kneeling in front of you when prompted, one knee on the couch, his other leg extended to keep himself upright. When you looked up at him, his dick jumped.
“You want some help?” you offered. You used one hand to rub at the prominent bulge in his pants. “I could blow you, if you wanted.”
Again, his brain short-circuited. His eyes snapped to Peacemaker, who gave him a little nod of approval, and then he looked back down at you. “Um, s-sure, if you want to,” Adrian managed to stutter out. “I didn’t, um— I don’t want to intrude.”
“Nonsense,” you tutted, already undoing his belt and unzipping his fly. “I’d be happy to.” You pulled his pants down to his knees, and actually licked your lips as you tugged his underwear down as well. “Wow,” you breathed. “Not a thimble anymore, huh, sweetheart?”
Adrian blushed, and it felt like it spread through his whole body. “N-No,” he agreed, “I guess not.”
“Good for you,” you purred, and then you were taking him into your mouth and moaning around his cock.
It was a concerted effort not to blow his load right then and there. Your mouth felt so good around him, and he could hardly look at you, you were so fucking hot. Adrian was honestly not even ready to believe this was happening. He had to be dreaming, right? There’s no way you would be so eager for his dick in your mouth.
And yet— There you were. Moaning around him while Chris fucked you from behind. “I can’t believe this is happening,” murmured Adrian.
“She’s been asking for this for forever, dude,” Chris informed him nonchalantly. “We just weren’t sure if you’d be into it.”
Adrian stared at his best friend with amazement and a little confusion. “Are you fucking kidding me?” he asked, his voice high. “Do you not know me at all, man?”
Chris simply shrugged and slapped your ass, bringing Adrian’s attention back to you. Adrian pushed your hair back from your face, and you pulled off him just long enough to smile at him. That smile made his heart skip a beat, and he moaned when you took his cock back in your mouth.
“She’s getting really close,” Chris grunted. “You should feel her the way her pussy squeezes me, dude, that shit is insane. ” He rocked into you harder, making you bob on Adrian’s dick in time with his thrusts.
Adrian had been in threesomes with Chris before, but this was probably the most erotic thing he’d ever experienced. The fact that it was you between them took it to a whole other level. His balls tightened and Adrian whimpered. “(Y/N), I’m close,” he breathed. “Where do you want it?”
You popped off just long enough to say, “Mouth, please,” before going back to sucking.
Adrian smiled. Only you would be polite enough to say please when asking for him to cum in your mouth.
Adrian wanted to tilt his head back, but he also had to keep his eyes on you. He was going to drink in every moment he had with you until it was seared in his brain— until he saw you with your lips wrapped around his cock every time he closed his eyes. “That’s it,” he praised, “Just like that.”
You moaned around him again, and you must’ve clenched around Chris, because he moaned too, and sped up his thrusts. You were almost choking on him as Adrian pushed into your mouth one last time and came on your tongue. You swallowed dutifully, your gorgeous eyes screwing shut as you focused on getting every drop. When Adrian pulled out of your mouth, you shifted positions so you could tug him into a kiss.
You cried out against Adrian’s lips as you came, your whole body shaking in his arms. It was like a dream come true. He continued to hold you as Chris finished, cumming inside you with a groan. Then, you sort of collapsed against Adrian’s chest, making him sit on the couch so you both didn’t fall. You nuzzled into his neck and pressed a kiss to his racing pulse.
“Thank you for that,” you murmured.
“You do not need to thank me,” Adrian assured you with a light laugh.
He felt sad as you untangled yourself from him and went to grab your panties. He felt even sadder when you kissed Chris and gave Adrian a little wave. “Have fun, guys,” you cooed as you walked back to the bedroom.
“That’s it?” Adrian asked, a hollow feeling in his chest.
“Can’t get enough, huh?” Chris grunted. “Yeah, I know that feeling. You should feel her pussy— you really wouldn’t be able to get enough, then.”
Adrian had never wanted to punch his best friend more in his life.
Adrian and Chris both fixed their clothing, and Adrian went back to his original seat. “Want a beer?” Chris asked.
“I guess,” Adrian sighed.
Chris got up and retrieved two beers from the fridge. “Don’t look so sad, dude,” he chided as he handed Adrian a beer. “Knowing her, she’ll probably be back.”
Adrian felt a twinge of hope. “Really?”
“Yeah.” Chris popped open his beer with a grin. “When she gets like this, sometimes we go all day.” He sipped his beer and let out a satisfied sigh. “Trust me, bro. You’re gonna wanna be here when she comes back.”