Master, Daddy, & Sir

Sutton's arms strained beneath him, his thighs trembling, but he needed it so much. He loved this--having all three of them inside of him in any capacity made him a bit brainless. Maybe that was to be expected when you're literally choking on cock from every hole, but it just felt so mind numbingly good. They all seemed to be in sync, moving in shallow thrusts that had him moaning and moving his hands so that they were on Rhys's chest to change his angle, pushing Zach up a bit too. Zach growled and bit down into his shoulder, and Sutton shivered and moaned around Dylan's length. Dylan scooted forward a little to follow him without Sutton letting go of his cock.

His jaw was already aching a little, but he knew he could do it if he just managed to get a little higher. To his delight, it worked a little, and a bit more of Dylan's cock managed to slip into his mouth. Fuck he was so full. So full he felt completely blank, there was no room for anything else inside of him. It was delicious, exhilarating and it had him moaning and bobbing his head on Dylan's cock as much as he could. His arms trembled beneath him but he ignored it in favor of just reveling in the pleasure.

It was so much, he was so weak, every inch of his body felt hyper sensitive, with all of their hands on him he couldn't tell who was doing what to him anymore. It didn't even matter, though, it felt so good. "Need some help, little bitch?" Zach teased, his hand slipping over to his chest and settling on the center of it as he thrusted into him a little harder. Sutton keened, his heart speeding up in his chest. Rhys mirrored the action a half-second after he finished and it made Sutton cry out. Zach only called him little bitch when he was teasing him, but every single time he said it, Sutton's cock jolted between his legs. He was admittedly embarrassed of enjoying being called it so he never actively tried to get Zach to call him it--but he couldn't lie, he was putty in his hands.

"Relax your arms, baby bug," Dylan murmured softly, his hand cupped the underneath his jaw, and Sutton moaned and nodded, taking his weight off of his arms. He stayed right where he wanted to be, which made him hum happily, and he sucked on Dylan more, running his tongue along the underneath of his cock before cupping it and humming. Dylan cursed under his breath, his other hand brushing at Sutton's bangs.

"Good boy, look at ya, so full, hmm? Feel good?" Zach husked in his ear, and Sutton moaned around Dylan's length. He was literally, and metaphorically floating, surrounded with pleasure and warmth and full to the absolute brim. Nothing else could possibly fit inside of him, and he loved it. His eyes rolled back a bit and he slipped his eyes closed, tears overflowing again, drool slipping down his cheek beside Dylan's erection.

Sutton couldn't help but feel a sense of pride at having been able to take all three of them--he loved this most for a reason. It made him feel so connected to all three of them at one time. Having two of them going at him from different holes always made him a little weak, but this made him feel right. Like he'd been meant to be filled like this all the time but he hadn't realized it until they were all in their places. Each movement of Rhys and Zach inside of him left him moaning around Dylan's length, and it made Dylan leak out a little bit of precum every time. He swallowed it down easily despite the slight saltiness of it.

The thrusts inside of him were relentless and deep, hitting his prostate with every one. Their lengths dragging against each other inside of him made pleasure zip through him like electric currents, shaking him to his his core. His cock twitched and leaked between his and Rhys's bodies, no doubt he'd need to buy a whole new shirt because Sutton really didn't think he'd be able to save... any of the clothes. His skirt, or Rhys's shirt, either one. His skirt was just coated in cum and it had no doubt leaked and rubbed on Rhys's shirt, but he couldn't find it in himself to be embarrassed.

"More?" Zach prodded from behind him, and Sutton nodded his head, gagging a bit when the head of Dylan's cock hit the roof of his mouth. Dylan pulled his cock back a bit, giving him a moment to recover and he whimpered a bit and looked up at him with watery eyes, pleading for him to push back into his mouth.

"Relax for me, my darling," Dylan said softly, his fingers brushing against his cheek. Sutton followed his orders, swallowing around the ball of arousal in throat and taking deeper breaths as Rhys sank into him until his hips were flush against his ass, his cock rubbing against his prostate before he pulled out and Zach's took its place--it was constant, them swapping back and forth between battering his prostate. When Dylan deemed him to be relaxed enough, he started feeding more of his cock down his throat again, Sutton whimpered helplessly, his thighs trembling.

He was surrounded, every inch of his body was touching someone else's, warmth was seeping into him from every angle and he'd never felt warmer--or freer. He was so full, he almost couldn't breathe as they moved inside of him, and it left him feeling so tingly. He was getting closer and closer to his release, but he needed them to get off first because he could already tell that once he came again he was done for. He wouldn't be able to resist sinking into subspace, he was already lingering right at the edge, his own willpower the only thing holding him back from being in the stratosphere.

"Shit, such a tight little slut," Zach groaned, his teeth biting down into his shoulder roughly. Sutton moaned, the sound muffled around Dylan's length. Dylan bucked his hips forward, his hand sliding around to the back of his head, starting to urge his movements a bit. Excitement sparked in his veins and Sutton started bobbing his head as much as he could, swirling his tongue around Dylan's length. He was pinned in place, being held up solely by Dylan, Zach and Rhys, his own shaking legs were practically useless at this point--and he was so full.

Tears clung to his long eyelashes and he tried to blink them away as he choked on a moan, swallowing around Dylan's length, letting the pleasure take him over and guide him. All he wanted was to please them, it gave him so much pleasure. He belonged there, on his knees, taking whatever they'd give him. He wanted nothing more than to be stuffed to the point of delirium if it meant floating between them like this. He knew the only reason he wasn't in immeasurable pain was that he was the excess lubrication and the fact that he'd already been fucked twice already and had a toy inside of him for hours in preparation for this.

The combination of Rhys and Zach moving inside of him left him shaking and crying out, pleasure tainting everything. "You're right, he does look beautiful from this position too," Dylan said, and Zach chuckled breathlessly behind him. Rhys's hands gripped into his hips roughly and his upwards thrusts stuttered for a moment, and he hissed quietly, leaning his head up to bite into Sutton's nipple before he soothed the spot with his tongue. Sutton moaned and pushed his chest forward into the feeling, and Rhys sucked his nipple into his mouth.

"Told ya, man. He's so good with that sharp little tongue of his," Zach said breathlessly, his hips movements speeding up a bit as his free hand quit roaming over his skin to wrap around his lower abdomen. Sutton started when he felt Zach's length jam into his prostate and he clenched his hole around them with a pleading moan. Fill me up, he wanted to say, but he also didn't want to pull his mouth away from Dylan's length to bother with it.

"You ready to cum for us, princess," Rhys said, his breath ghosting over his spit dampened nipple. Sutton nodded his head and managed to push his hips back into their thrusts, his eyes rolling back as Dylan started to control his movements more, and he just sank into it. He just surrendered to the pleasure overwhelming his sense and making him a teary eyed mess. He just wanted to fly, he was so close.

It felt so good, he'd be perfectly happy choking on cock from every end on his knees between the three of them forever. In that moment, everything was perfect, he could feel the connection between all three of them. His mind was blissfully blank as they filled him, everything zinging through him and piling on top of him. His cock went ignored, but he couldn't even be angry about it because he knew if anyone touched his cock he was going to plummet off of the edge towards his release and he wasn't ready. Not yet.

"M-Masters cum," His words were muffled and were not understandable because of Dylan's length buried inside of his mouth--he couldn't close his jaw at all, so he was basically just making the noises that seemed appropriate.

"You gonna cum for us, beautiful?" Dylan asked, letting up on his throat a bit and Sutton sobbed around his length as his eyes rolled back. He was so, so close to release, but he couldn't find the strength to move his arms enough to touch himself. He whined and pushed his head forward, chasing after Dylan's cock, only for him to thrust his hips forward a little, causing him to gag a bit before he moaned around his length desperately.

"My little slave," Zach whispered breathlessly, his tone as close to reverent as Sutton was sure he had ever heard it be, his fingers fluttering along his side affectionately as his hips movements stuttered and he felt warmth flooding into him. Sutton clenched and unclenched his hole around him, hoping it'd help him ride out his orgasm because he couldn't really move any with their hands pinning him in place where they wanted him. Zach pulled out of him after his orgasm was over, his hands turning to velvet as one ran over his back soothingly.

Rhys latched his lips onto his other nipple, and Sutton let out a moan as he felt Rhys's pace speed up more. He was close--Sutton squirmed in their grasp, and Zach moved his hand from the center of his chest to his shoulder, and Sutton hummed happily around Dylan as he moved his shaky arms to hold himself up by Rhys's head, pushing himself back into his cock, meeting every thrust. Rhys's hands tightened on his hips and one of Dylan's hands came down to brush his fingers over Sutton's nipple, sending a shockwave of pleasure through him that left him momentarily thoughtless.

"Damn Rhys, did ya take morphine before this, man?" Zach asked breathlessly, and Rhys groaned and shook his head, his hair brushing against Sutton's skin as he felt him latch his lips onto his other nipple. Dylan reached down with his free hand and played with the nipple that Rhys had just abandoned. Sutton moaned as Dylan turned his attention to his swollen, hard nipple teasingly, rolling it between his fingers.

"I'm so fucking close," Rhys moaned, his breath sending shivers down Sutton's spine. It felt so mind numbingly good. His body was so pliant in their grasps, he was helpless and he loved it. Dylan's other hand left his chin and came up to thread through his hair, urging him--more, deeper, and Sutton's eyes watered, his jaw ached, and he couldn't help but gag a little but he didn't struggle against it. He sank into it, letting Dylan's movements depict his own, so that he was moving his hips in time with Dylan's, clenching his hole around Rhys. Rhys growled into his skin and his teeth sank down into Sutton's nipple roughly.

Pain caused tears to form in his eyes, but his entire body clenched down around Rhys and he shuddered as he lost himself to his orgasm. Cum pulsed out of his cock, his entire body convulsing as pleasure traveled through him. His eyes slipped closed and he gagged a little around Dylan's length, sucking on it desperately. Dylan groaned and pushed as much of his cock down his throat as he could, cum spurting into his mouth.

Dylan's cum, unlike Zach's, was sweeter and it didn't actually bother him in the slightest. It was one of the main reasons he loved sucking Dylan off so much. Sutton swallowed it all down, and moaned loudly around Dylan's length as Rhys's cock kept hammering at his prostate. Dylan gasped, thrusting his hips forward a little as he let out a final line of cum before pulling his cock out of Sutton's mouth. Sutton watched him sink back onto the couch with a lazy smile, his green eyes dark and sedated as he roamed them over him.

It didn't take but a half second longer for Rhys's hand to land on his lower back and he thrusted up into him roughly, holding him down against him. Sutton cried out as he felt Rhys's cock pulsing inside of him, warmth flooding through him again. Sutton shuddered at the feeling, pleasure zinging through him and bouncing off of everything inside of him.

"D-Daddy," Sutton whined, sinking weakly down onto his chest as he felt his softening cock pulling out of him. Sutton whimpered at the feeling of being empty, but he found that it didn't last long because a toy was being pressed inside of him. He hissed softly, his eyes rolling back as he rubbed his hips forward against Rhys's abdomen. He was gone, knocked straight out of the galaxy as he slipped his eyes shut and reveled in the emptiness of his own mind. He felt so light, everything was feathery and distant, just tickling at the corner of his senses. He just let the pleasantness wash over him like a summer shower, everything so distant and far away from him.

He could ear voices, but he couldn't make out what they were saying. Sutton felt like he'd shrunk, his entire body tingling in the aftershocks of his pleasure, the intensity still burning within him. "You're perfect, baby boy," It was soft and whispered into his ear, just for him and he shuddered a little and whimpered softly. It cut through the haze in his mind just enough to pull him to slight awareness.

"So perfect baby, perfect for us," Zach cooed into his other ear, and Sutton let out a soft moan as he felt Zach's hands massaging his back. So good, Sutton thought to himself as he sank into their soft touches and words, pleasure radiating through him. "Such a good boy, baby," Zach continued, and Sutton thought he might've been purring a little. He nuzzled into Rhys's chest, his senses filling with them.

"Rhysie," Sutton sighed, and he heard Zach laughing distantly behind him, but the soft touches never stopped, his hands moving slowly as he worked his fingers over his muscles, carefully massaging them. Fingers brushed just ever so slightly along his cheek and he couldn't help the hazy smile that pulled at the corners of his lips as he relished in the moment, his eyes shut and body completely succumbed to them as they petted and doted on him.

"You're so good, darling," Dylan's voice cut through the haze next and he felt a flush trailing across his skin as he melted down into mush on top of Rhys, barely managing to force open his eyes to look up at Dylan with half-lidded eyes, giving him a dazed smile. Dylan's thumb gently ran down his cheek.

"We're gonna pamper you until the day we die, baby," Zach purred in his ear, a soft kiss pressing against his shoulder. Sutton whimpered, his eyes slipping closed again as he tried to fight off the waves of sedation coursing through him. He wanted to wake up and talk back to them but everything was so much harder. Even so, their soft touches kept him more than willing to relax. He whimpered softly, feeling his lips brushing against his shoulder, again and again, sending butterflies dancing in his stomach.

"Just like this princess," Rhys continued, his lips tracing along his temple "Every night, baby, you're ours," Sutton hummed his agreement weakly, his hand fisting in Rhys's shirt tiredly as he clung onto him. "All ours, princess," Sutton was slipping back up, his mind clouding again and he whined softly.

"You do it so well, beautiful, it's like you were made for us," Dylan chimed in, "We're going to give you the world, darling. Anything you want, we'll get it for you, baby bug," Dylan's fingers were soothing, Zach's hands were velvety against his skin and he was slipping farther and farther away. "You deserve it baby," Sutton was right on the edge, the brink of full collapse, there was nothing but words, and a blanket of warmth, and them.

It was their touches, and their words, their unbridled affection, and he cant help but listen and absorb the words like sponge--everything else is gone so it was just echoing in the vast emptiness of his mind. He knew when he woke up, he'd be completely clean, nestled between two them in his bed, only drawn from his flight when Rhys returned with something for him to eat. He was vaguely aware of someone lifting him up off of Rhys's chest. He whined in annoyance, but went ignored.

He huffed but relaxed when he found himself burying his face in Zach's neck, his scent washing over him. He was too out of it to say anything, but he did manage to snake one of his arms up to wrap it around Zach's neck. He sighed deeply and let out a final purr as he felt Zach's hand massaging his lower back, soft words being cooed gently into his ear. "I love you so much, baby boy," He couldn't even tell who said it, if all of them had, or if he'd only imagined the words, but that made warmth burst through him like sunlight--and he... slipped.

His mind shut off, everything faded away, and he surrendered to them without an ounce of hesitation. He wanted this, craved it, chased it--it was his definition of safe--of home.