Page 124 of Suffer No Fools
"This will make him come," Stan said.
"Counting on it." Tovey got on his knees behind Hugo and grabbed Hugo's cock, giving it another stroke for good measure. Stan lined their cocks up, tip to tip, and Tovey coaxed Hugo's cockhead inside Stan's foreskin.
"Fuck, it's so tight." Hugo started to sway on his knees, and Tovey held him in place, stroking them both and rolling Hugo's cock head alongside Stan's inside his foreskin.
"Gods, that's so good." Stan grabbed Hugo's hip, steadying them both as Tovey increased his speed.
Hugo's orgasm hit first, his abs clenching as his cum dripped between Tovey's fingers. He tightened his grip around them, and Stan came with a sigh, his face peaceful with bliss. He always looked so content when he came. Tovey had worried someone else would put that look of bliss on Stan's face, that he would find someone better. Now, they'd found someone who made them both better.
"Let me clean you up." Tovey bent over to lick his hand and their cocks clean. Once they undocked, he sucked Stan down as far as he could, more than usual since he was only semi-hard. He did the same to Hugo and found his cock ready and leaking again.
"Time to loosen you up for Stan."
Hugo grunted his approval, and Tovey crawled behind Hugo. He kissed a trail down Hugo's spine while Stan grabbed Hugo by the back of the head and kissed him.
Tovey could have watched them together all night, but he wanted a turn. He nibbled the curves of Hugo's ass cheeks before delving between them and tasting his fill. He speared his tongue into Hugo's hole, licking at it until Hugo started trying to fuck himself on it. Then, he slicked his fingers and added them, stretching him wide enough to take Stan's cock without any pain.
"It's time, baby." Tovey stroked his cock in anticipation, gathering the precome at the tip and slicking it around his foreskin. "I want you inside me."
"Gods, yes." Hugo shoved him toward the pillows and fell on top of him, kissing, touching, and teasing every inch of his skin. Hugo squealed when Stan grabbed him by the ankles and pulled him back to his knees.
"Tovey needs some space to get ready for you." Stan's gaze flowed over Tovey, making his skin heat and prickle with desire. He arched his back, and Stan slid a pillow beneath him. Tovey spread his legs, putting his hole on display.
"Look how gorgeous he is," Stan whispered in Hugo's ear.
"So pretty," Hugo agreed. His eyes were dark pools as he lifted his hand toward the bedside stand. The top drawer slid open, and a jar of oil floated on an air weave.
Tovey held his legs spread, and Hugo worked him open with slick fingers while Stan oiled Hugo's cock. Tovey loved watching them, but when Hugo's fingers skated over his prostate, he bucked against them, needing more.
"Please," he moaned when Hugo slid in a third finger, stretching him further. "Need you now." He met Stan's gaze again, and his breath caught in his throat. The way Stan looked at him hadn't changed, but he could finally acknowledge what he'd avoided.
Stan loved him. He'd always loved him. The difference was, Tovey felt worthy now. Stan loved everything about him, even his temper and his ego. Hugo had embraced all of him, showing him that what he thought were weaknesses were his greatest strengths as an air weaver. Now, he was more than his power alone. Together, they were balanced.
Hugo pressed against Tovey's entrance, and Stan stroked Tovey's calves, grounding him. Hugo stretched him further, and the corners of Tovey's eyes stung from the pressure.
"Relax, darling."
Tovey snorted a laugh at the silly nickname Stan had thrown around since they'd first broken up. Tovey had always seen it as an insult, but now he recognized it as the term of endearment it had always been.
He squirmed on Hugo's cock, taking him in further. "Feels so good," he whispered.
Stan gripped the back of Hugo's head and guided him to lay on Tovey's chest. Stan then adjusted Hugo's hips, and he sank all the way inside Tovey with a moan.
"Fuck, you're amazing," Hugo said.
Tovey twined his fingers in Hugo's hair, catching on his braid. Hugo whimpered into his mouth as they kissed, and the braid was gone, his long hair silky in Tovey's hands.
"Gods," Stan groaned behind Hugo. "How did I get so lucky? You're both so sexy together."
Hugo broke their kiss to glare over his shoulder at Stan. "Shut up and get inside me already."
"So bossy." Stan tapped Hugo's ass cheek, and he jerked into Tovey.
"Mmm." Hugo spread his knees, flattening his body to Tovey's even more. Tovey's cock was trapped between them, and when he shifted his hips to take more of Hugo's cock, he received plenty of friction for his efforts.
Tovey guided Hugo back to him for another kiss as Stan prepared him with the oil. He felt each twitch of Hugo's cock as he tried to fuck himself on Stan's fingers. Finally, Stan entered him.
Hugo collapsed against Tovey's chest with a whimper. "I'm already so close."
