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Max wasn’t sure how long he had been waiting. Time just seemed to pass differently when stripped naked and strapped to a bed. The Dutchman had never been a particularly patient person, always liked to go all in hard and fast, but Daniel had said he would eventually learn that good things come to those who wait.
So he waited.
His muscles trembled under the tension of being stretched, arms and legs pulled taut to the four corners of the bed. He was determined to behave, not to complain, he was going to be good for Daniel like he had promised. It wasn’t easy, his cock was harder than ever and he could feel the pre-cum pooling on his stomach. He couldn’t see it though, he couldn’t see anything. His new silk blindfold held him in complete darkness. He could do nothing but lie there.
And still he waited.
An attempt to count the seconds and minutes only drove him crazier. Straining to hear what was happening around him he was met only by the pleasured moans streaming in through his headphones. The voice on the recording was broken, whimpering and moaning as they cried out for more. The voice on the recording was him. It had been recorded the last time Daniel had fucked him so hard he had sobbed. The image was still burned into him, his body almost bent in half as Daniel fucked into him with such force he could barely breath. He could only hope that today he would get a repeat performance.
A dip in the bed made his cock twitch, Daniel was there, next to him. His headphones were eased off leaving him with the realisation that he had been moaning desperately along with the recording.
“We’re going to have some fun today, cross one of the things off your list. You remember your list right?” Daniel soothed a hand down one of Max’s outstretched arms, “And what do you say if you need to stop?”
“Red” Max breathed out heavily, his brain running through the list of fantasies he had written out at Daniel's request.
“And if you can’t speak?”
Daniel watched Max tapped three fingers on the bed frame. The Dutchman’s mouth would undoubtedly be full up at various points so it paid to make sure he remembered the safe gesture.
“Okay very good Maxy, I hope that you are goi-”
“Fuck- Ah- Fuck Daniel” Max cried out as he felt warm lips wrapping around the head of his cock. Daniel continued talking calmly and smoothly, only stopping briefly to laugh softly as Max thrashed against the cuffs.
From behind the blindfold Max wasn’t completely sure what was going on but he knew one thing for absolute certain, it was’t his boyfriend that currently had his cock in their mouth.
“You like that don’t you?” Daniel’s warm breath ghosted across Max’s neck as he lent in closer, “Remember your manners Max, thank our guest”
“Th- Thank you” Max stuttered, his brain short circuiting as he tried to picture whose mouth was currently working up and down the length of his cock in a teasingly slow rhythm. They were clearly well practiced, perfect suction as they slid up, their warm wet tongue flat against the underside of Max’s cock, a well timed flick over the sensitive head. With no sight of who it was the Dutchman was left with just the noises. Graphic, wet and messy. Every sound made his hips inch up in tiny increments fighting the natural urge to thrust up into the warmth.
“Surely we should be looking after our guest, not the other way around” Daniel mumbled as his lips fluttered across the broadness of Max’s chest.
“Yes” Max’s raspy voice was cut off with a sharp intake of breath as Daniel sucked down hard on his collarbone.
“Ask him nicely Max” Daniel teased, teeth now grazing along where he had just kissed and sucked.
“Please. Pl- Please let me suck your cock”
Max felt the saliva filling his mouth as he imagined the size of the cock that was about to press into him. He hoped it would fill him up, push back into his throat just the way he liked. He wanted to choke and gag on it, jaw cramping, spit dripping from his mouth as his lips were stretched around the width of it. Whoever it was he wanted to taste them and swallow them down.
“He is very good with his mouth” Daniel’s playful laugh rang loudly in Max’s ear, the Aussie’s hand tenderly rubbing up and down his side as Max felt someone bearing down on him. The thighs straddling his face made his mouth hang open and he felt the tip of a cock press in. Tilting his head up he tried to get a good angle to get the rest, groaning happily as he pushed forward inch after inch, the mystery man was just as big as he was hoping they would be. Their cock sat heavy on his tongue as they stilled, making him hold the length. Mouthwatering.
Max tried to relax, breathing in through his nose as he let himself be as open as possible. There was a groan above him, for a fleeting second he thought he might recognise the voice but as they started thrusting into his mouth all he could focus on was the way their movement kept changing up. A few thrusts into his cheek before sliding into his throat. No discernible pattern, all he could do was lie back and take it, licking and sucking as best he could. The realisation that he had absolutely no intention of using his safe word, that he didn’t care who was fucking his mouth, made his cock jerk. He felt so deliciously used as whoever was inside his mouth broke their rhythm, fucking more unsteadily as they chased their climax.
“You want to see Max?” Daniel hummed as he ran his fingertips along the blindfold before slowly peeling it back.
And fuck.
Max locked eyes with Charles. The Monegasque holding his gaze as he guided his cock in and out roughly a few times before Max moaned enthusiastically at the feel of his mouth being filled with Charles’ come. The hot spurts trickling down his throat.
“Swallow it all up Max, I know you want to. He can’t get enough” Daniel’s voice cut through the sound of Charles’ groans and heavy breath. The Aussie watched the expression on his boyfriend’s face with interest. Pupils blown, eyes widening as he realised who was on top of him. Shock followed by excitement, the exact response Daniel was hoping for.
Max’s cock twitched as Charles pulled out. He was sure his own orgasm was only a stroke away but he knew he would have to hold on until Daniel had decided he had earned it. It would be worth it though. Delayed gratification really was a blessing and a curse.
“What do you need Max?” Daniel gave a deliberate smirk.
“Can I - , need to come. Please” Max’s voice sounded rough with arousal. He doubted Daniel was going to allow it, would probably make him wait until he couldn’t wait anymore.
“It’s not up to me Max, not today” Daniel’s fingertips traced small circles up Max’s thighs, the delicate touch not quite scratching the simmering need under the Dutchman’s skin, “I think it is up to Charles”
“Charles? Please. Please can I? ” Max was not used to begging anyone but Daniel yet the pleas fell from his mouth easily, any hint of humiliation at being so needy only turning him on more.
“I don’t know” Charles cocked his head to the side as if weighing up the options, “If I let you come now do you promise you’ll come as many times as I ask?”
“Yes. I promise. Yes”
“Tell me how good you’re going to be for us Max?” Max caught the glint in Charles’ eyes as the Monegasque reached out and gave his cock a torturously slow pump.
“So good. I promise. Please. I promise I’ll be good” Max huffed out, his stomach tensing as he tried to stop himself spilling all over Charles’ hand.
“Okay Max, you can come, just because I want to see how pretty you look” Charles tightened his grip as Max’s orgasm was ripped out of him in an instant, come spilling out all over himself alongside a string of unintelligible broken sounds that he couldn’t stop falling from his lips.
The Dutchman’s body tensed, his toes curling as he fucked up into Charles’ hand trying to ride out his orgasm.
“I’ve told Charles how you like it. You will listen to him just like you normally listen to me. Colour Max?”
“Green” Max choked out as he watched Daniel grab Charles by the neck and pull him into a fierce kiss. Charles’ hands tangled in the curls of Daniel’s hair, lips moving together, tongues mapping out each others mouths.
Max’s body jerked as he felt the slickness of Daniel’s finger pressing into him. The Aussie’s attention still focused on Charles’ mouth as he fingered the Dutchman leisurely. One finger slowly working up to two and then three, the older man not even looking down to where his fingers were dragging in and out of his boyfriend.
Daniel’s movements were single-minded, this was for preparation not pleasure. Scissoring and stretching, missing his prostate time and time again. Max mumbled incoherently, unsure if he was thankful or not, his body was still sensitive and yet he was always desperate for every ounce of pleasure he could get.
“He’s ready for you” Daniel’s eyes darkened and Max felt his body shudder at the almost dismissive tone of Daniel’s voice as he presented him to Charles like something to be taken and used. Yet the Aussie followed it up with a soft gentle kiss on his boyfriend’s lips. The contrast of his words and actions making Max hum contently.
Max closed his eyes tightly as Charles moved between his spread thighs, the Dutchman taking deep breaths but barely having a moment to steady himself before the shock of Charles’ tongue pressing into him caught him off guard.
“Oh I nearly forgot, I promised Charles he could eat you out. He was very keen” Daniel chuckled to himself as he watched Max’s eyes fly open.
Charles kept a firm grip holding Max in place, the pillow under the Dutchman’s hips angled him perfectly as the younger man licked and sucked. Charles’ enthusiasm was enough to almost bring Max to tears, the Monegasque’s tongue fucking in and out of him and making his cock harden again. As Charles slid in a finger he pushed a whimper from Max’s lips. The slow brush against the Dutchman’s prostate was exquisite, his sensitive body tingling and shuddering as he started to writhe against his restraints as best he could.
“I want you to come around my tongue Max, remember you promised” Charles looked up from between the Dutchman’s thighs, smiling as Max threw his head back, his fingers helplessly trying to grab hold of something for leverage but only able to grasp at the air.
Charles’ tongue continued tracing patterns inside of him, small light licks followed by long drawn out ones. As he pulled away Max’s hips bucked up chasing the Monegasque’s tongue. Before the Dutchman could protest his sudden emptiness Charles licked a strip over his hole before roughly pressing in to him again. The sudden relief made Max’s whole body shake as he came with Charles’ tongue buried inside him.
The younger man continued licking in slowly, pulling Max towards the edge of oversensitivity. The Dutchman moved to push Charles away but his restraints held him firmly in place, his hips squirmed around as he tried to get away from the pressure. Charles ignored him briefly, licking around his rim until Max let out a sob.
Daniel’s hands stroked up Max’s body until he reached the cuffs, kissing his wrists and ankles as he finally released him. Max let his heavy limbs melt into the mattress as he squeezed his thighs together.
“Legs apart Max” Daniel soothed as he splayed his hands on the Dutchman’s legs, lingering a while before pushing his thighs wide. Max groaned but let himself be spread open, his breath hitching as his boyfriend’s cock dragged against him. The cooling sensation of the lubricant dripping down over his hole made his body tingle as Daniel pushed in with one easy movement.
The pace picked up almost immediately, each thrust punching out groan after groan. Hard and fast just liked Max liked to do everything. When Daniel’s hips started stuttering Max braced himself only to be left empty as the Aussie pulled out. The Dutchman’s protests went unheard as Charles quickly took his place, snapping his hips forward until he had bottomed out.
Charles was not gentle, much to Max’s relief. The Dutchman closed his eyes tightly, clutching into the sheets as Charles slammed into him, his whole body electric. His cock was still soft, too oversensitive to get hard but neither Charles or Daniel seemed to care as they took turns. It was exactly what he wanted, to feel like his own pleasure was just an afterthought as he was used by someone else, taken apart bit by bit, over and over.
The Dutchman huffed out a heavy breath as Charles managed to flip him on to his front, hips up high, chest and face pressed down on the bed. His heart thudded in his chest as he was manhandled into position. He moved pliantly, too dazed to do much more than focus on the drag along his insides, the relentlessness making him dizzy.
“You look so pretty right now Maxy” Daniel kept up his running commentary but Max had gone past the point of comprehension, “I could watch you like this all night. You think you could take this all night?”
Max mumbled back not even making an effort to form anything more than vague sounds at the idea of being endlessly fucked. His body had already gone beyond sensitivity, the thought of enduring it any longer made him whine but he knew he couldn’t get enough.
His cock seemed to perk up at the change in angle, pre-cum dribbling everywhere as Charles brushed his prostate.
“Fuck!” Max’s throat felt raw from panting and moaning, his muscles twitching of their own accord as his gasps for breath came out erratic and clipped. Charles' grip on his hips loosened only for the Monegasque’s hand to wrap around Max’s now hard cock, jerking him roughly. Harder and harder until he was teetering on the edge.
“No. Please - Let me come - I need it- ” Max’s wailed, unashamed to beg as Charles let him go and pulled out. The Dutchman’s body trembled, his eyes squeezing shut, his orgasm so close it hurt.
“Don’t come yet Max, not until I say” Charles rested his hand on Max’s lower back, “You going to make us both feel good yes?”
Max nodded frantically, he wanted to please Daniel and Charles so much.
Daniel’s hand cupped under his jaw, raising his face up and prising his mouth open.
“Colour Max?” Daniel held Max’s mouth open as Charles pressed behind the Dutchman.
“I -, I..” Max lulled his head, taking a second to decide what he needed. Everything felt like too much, like his body had reached the limit but he didn’t want it to stop, not yet, not ever “Green”
No sooner had the word left his mouth than Charles and Daniel both thrust into him. The sudden fullness so overwhelming Max wasn’t sure he was going to survive so much attention. Daniel buried himself down his throat, holding himself there, Max swallowed convulsively, saliva dripping from his mouth. Charles' pace was relentless and Daniel soon matched it, both men fucking him with abandon. Tears welled up in his eyes, his vision blurry as he gave in and let his body be thrust back and forth.
“So perfect Max…. Beautiful…. Taking it so well”
Max could vaguely hear the encouragement but had no idea whether it was Charles or Daniel, the sounds barely audible over the pounding of his heart. Charles' fingers had deftly wrapped themselves back around his cock, the movement more controlled than previous, holding him on the edge.
“Charles, Charles - please - now” Max mumbled incoherently. His begging muffled around Daniel’s cock.
“What’s that? Oh you still need to come? You should have said” Charles teased, Max’s words were incomprehensible but Charles didn’t need to hear them to know what Max was asking for, “Come for me then Max”
Max let his orgasm fall from him, coming once again as his muscles clenched. The aftershocks didn’t seem to die down even when Charles and Daniel pulled out of him. His body sank down on to the bed.
“You look a little sore” Daniel pressed his thumb into Max’s ass cheeks, checking to see the way the Dutchman’s hole gaped.
“It’s okay” Max hummed, his whole body exhausted.
“You think can take us both one more time?” Daniel ran his finger around Max’s rim, listening to the delicate way Max whimpered.
“Can try” Max mumbled. He knew he could do it though, he would let them fuck him a thousand times over if they could.
“Daniel I don’t think it’s -. Max you don’t have to” Charles placed his hand gently on Max’s face, thumbed away the tears falling from his eyes, “It’s okay Max, you did well. Daniel we should stop right?"
Charles glanced across at the Aussie with concern, Max looked taken apart, every inch of his body covered in sweat, hair messy and wild, come splattered across his skin. Completely and utterly debauched.
“Hmm can do it” Max babbled looking up between the two men.
“I don’t- Are you sure?” Charles ran his hand through Max’s hair.
“Want to. Green.” Max nodded before his brain caught up with what was happening and he tried to reassure the younger man “We can stop if you like. I feel good though, better than good. Colour Charles?”
“Oh, I -, yes if you are okay, yes green if you are okay” Charles nodded, taking a few deep breathes and wiping away the last of the tears from Max’s face.
Daniel lent in pressing a tender kiss against Max’s lips before moving to Charles and kissing him slowly.
“I am good, yes green” Charles repeated, his hand already finding its way down to his cock as he stroked himself back to full hardness.
“Ok Max, lie on top of me” Daniel scooped Max up in his arms and pulled him on top. Max moved easily despite the deep ache in his muscles.
“Both at once?” Max asked as he shuffled himself back on to Daniel.
“Both at once” Charles repeated feeling more confident as he watched Max happily sink down on Daniel’s length. When Daniel had said Max could take a lot he had not been exaggerating.
“You’re doing so well baby, I knew you could this” Daniel pressed small delicate kisses into Max’s neck as Charles pushed inside him. Max could hear the crack in his boyfriend’s voice, Daniel sounded wrecked, like he was about to come at any moment. Max shuddered wondering if the two men would both fill him up with come at the same time.
“Feels lots” Max bit down into his lip to stop himself crying out louder, the two men filled him completely, the stretch a burn even after being fucked open for hours. Charles moved agonisingly slowly until he was flush against Daniel and completely bottomed out. Despite the pleasure of it all Max flinched as Daniel started to up the pace.
“Doing so well Max” Daniel cooed as he pressed kisses into the Dutchman’s neck, “You going to come for us one more time?”
Max whimpered and shook his head feeling a little defeated, his cock only half hard despite how amazing he felt.
“I think you can Max” Daniel whispered delicately, his soft encouragement making Max use the last of his strength to try and bounce himself sloppily on the two men.
“You need it a little harder sweetheart?” Daniel reached and wrapped his hand around Max’s cock.
“Please. Hard” Max sobbed, a heat already burning in his chest as Charles started to match Daniel’s pace. Max whined, he knew better than to doubt Daniel. Between the pounding the two men were giving him and Daniel’s grip rough around him he was back on the brink of orgasm embarrassingly quickly. He didn’t care though, he felt good. Daniel and Charles giving him all their attention, fucking him in tandem, pushed him over the brink one last time. His muscles clenched tightly around both cocks as Daniel and Charles kept fucking him though his oversensitive state until they were coming deep inside of him.
It felt perfect.
As Max dropped back down on the bed he closed his eyes and tried to catch his breath. Daniel had fucked him hard plenty of times, had made him come in almost every way imaginable but he had never felt quite so thoroughly fucked out before.
“Lets get you cleaned up baby” Daniel’s words broke through Max’s haze, his jaw aching as he smiled up as his boyfriend helped wipe the come and saliva off his body, “Do you need anything Max?”
“Water” Max tried to stretch out grasping for the bottle of water laid out on the beside table, after coming down from his orgasm his body felt heavy.
“Shh it’s okay Max” Daniel tipped the bottle up to his boyfriend’s lips, “Are you okay?”
“Mmmhmm” Max nodded sleepily, a huge smile on his face.
“Do you need anything Charles?” Daniel turned his attention to the Monegasque.
“No, I - , I am good” Charles started to slowly gather up his clothes.
“Stay.” Max held out his hand beckoning Charles down into the bed next to him and Daniel. The Monegasque needed little encouragement.
“Can I ? Could I -, sleep here?" Charles crawled on to the bed and settled up against Max’s body, laying his head on Max’s chest.
“Of course’ Daniel turned to his side, tangling his legs with Max’s.
“Thank you Daniel. Thank you Charles” Max murmured as he rested his eyes and relaxed up against the two other man.
“Stay as long as you like Charles, Max is a lot to handle, I could do with another pair of hands around here” Daniel laughed, smirking at his own joke. He always did like to use humour to throw out wild suggestions to see how they landed though. He loved Max more than anything but the younger man really was going to wear him out unless he got a little help. As the three of them laid back tangled together Daniel couldn’t think of a single person who would fit more perfectly with them than Charles.