The mattress shifted again as Morvash settled against the headboard, legs parted wide. He guided me down onto his lap—but facing outward this time, toward the foot of the bed where Dravic waited. My thighs straddled Morvash's hips, knees sinking into the sheets on either side; my back pressed flush to his broad chest, skin hot and slick against skin. His cock—thick, rigid—nestled right along the cleft of my ass, the head nudging up against the small of my back with every shallow breath he took. My own cock stood flushed and leaking in front of me, untouched for now, bobbing with the slightest movement.
Morvash's arms wrapped around me from behind—one hand splaying low over my stomach to keep me pinned against him, the other sliding up to toy with my nipple again. He pinched it lightly, then rolled it between thumb and finger in slow, deliberate circles. A sharp, involuntary "Ahh—!" escaped me, high and trembling.
His mouth found the side of my neck at the same time—hot, open-mouthed kisses turning into slow, sucking pulls. Each time his lips sealed and released there was a wet pop, followed by the faint sting of fresh bruising. "Nngh… hah…" I moaned low, head tipping sideways to give him more room without even thinking.
Dravic knelt right between my spread thighs, so close I could feel the heat rolling off him. His eyes raked over me—dark, hungry, almost reverent—while his cock stood flushed and heavy, curving upward, already glistening at the tip.
"Your body is still as nice as ever, Renji," he rasped, voice thick with want. "I missed this sight… fuck, look how hard you are already."
He leaned forward. His cock brushed mine first—velvet-hot friction that made my hips jerk. "Haaah—!" Then he slid lower, pressing alongside Morvash's length where it rested trapped against my ass. The triple contact—my cock sandwiched between Dravic's in front and Morvash's behind—sent a violent shudder through me. "Ahh—nngh—fuck—!"
"We'll loosen you up first," Dravic murmured.
His fingers—cool and slick—found my entrance, rubbing slow, teasing circles around the tight ring. Wet schlick-schlick sounds filled the air as he spread the natural slickness. Then one finger pressed in—slow, careful breach.
"Ah—! Hnnngh—!" My cry came sharp and startled, body clenching hard around him. The heat inside was overwhelming; my thighs trembled violently around Morvash's hips. "Nngh… so—deep—ahh…"
Dravic groaned low. "Gods… it's so warm inside you, Renji. Fuck, you're gripping me already… makes me want to bury my cock right now."
He started moving—slow, curling thrusts that dragged over that sensitive spot inside. "Ahh—! There—oh fuck—nngh!" My moans spilled out faster, louder, hips rocking back instinctively to chase the pressure. Every slide made wet, squelching noises that echoed obscenely in the quiet room.
"More," he whispered.
Second finger joined—stretch burning sweet and fierce. "Aaaah—! Hah—too much—nngh!" I gasped, head falling back against Morvash's shoulder. My cock twitched hard, leaking a steady drip onto my stomach.
Then three.
Knuckles catching, pushing past the tightest part—pain flared hot and sudden. "AHH—! Fuck—!" A raw, ragged shout tore from my throat; tears stung my eyes as my body jerked hard. "Nngh… hurts—ahh—!"
Morvash turned my face toward him with a gentle grip on my jaw. "Breathe… look at me," he murmured against my lips.
He kissed me deep—tongue sliding in, claiming every panicked sound. Wet smack and suck noises between us every time our mouths parted just to crash back together. I moaned helplessly into him—"Mmmph—ahh—nngh!"—the vibrations traveling down his throat while Dravic kept scissoring his fingers, wet schlick-schlick mixing with my muffled cries.
The pain slowly melted into throbbing heat, aching fullness. My moans softened against Morvash's tongue—turning needy, pleading—"Hnn… ahh… please… more…"
Dravic's voice cut through, rough and strained. "Alright… I'll put it in now."
My eyes snapped wide mid-kiss—shock flashing hot through the haze. A panicked, muffled "Mmph—!" vibrated into Morvash's mouth.
Morvash pulled back slowly—lips parting with a wet pop, saliva stringing between us. I gasped for air, chest heaving.
"N-no—wait—I can't—!" The words tumbled out shaky, breathless, trembling. "Ahh… hah… I can't take it—nngh… too big—!"
Dravic paused—fingers still buried deep—but his free hand stroked my quivering thigh soothingly. "Don't worry," he said softly, eyes locked on mine. "I'll be gentle, okay? Promise."
He eased his fingers out—agonizingly slow drag that made me whine—"Hnnn… ahh… empty…"—leaving me clenching around nothing. Then the blunt, dripping head of his cock nudged my entrance, rubbing up and down in slick, teasing strokes. Wet schlick sounds with every pass.
I sucked in a sharp, trembling breath—"Hah—!"
Morvash's cock throbbed hot against my back, still pressed tight along my spine.
Dravic glanced over my shoulder. "Hey, Morvash… move your dick out of the way for a second."
Morvash huffed a low, amused sound against my ear. "Fine."
He shifted again beneath me—hips tilting back just enough—and his thick cock slid free from the cleft of my ass with a faint, slick drag along my skin. The sudden absence made me whimper—"Nngh…"—a small, needy sound I couldn't swallow. Then he readjusted lower, pressing the hot length firmly along the crease once more, the head now pulsing right at the base of my tailbone, every heartbeat throbbing against me like a second promise.
Dravic leaned in closer. His chest brushed mine; the blunt, dripping head of his cock nudged my entrance again—slow, teasing circles that made wet schlick-schlick sounds every pass. My fingers dug harder into Morvash's thighs, nails biting skin.
"Breathe out," Dravic murmured, voice low and steady.
I tried. The exhale came shaky, trembling. "Hah… hah…"
He pressed forward—agonizingly slow. The head breached me, stretching the tight ring wide.
"Argh—!" Pain lanced through me sharp and immediate; my whole body seized. "W-wait—argh, it hurts—!"
My voice cracked high, raw. Tears stung the corners of my eyes instantly. Inside it burned like fire—too much stretch, too sudden, even after the fingers.
"Calm down," Dravic soothed, freezing with just the head inside. One hand stroked my trembling thigh. "It's only the head. You're doing good."
"Argh… it hurts…" I gasped out, voice small and broken. My walls clenched hard around him without permission, trying to push him out, only making the burn worse. "Nngh… fuck—hurts so much…"
I can't—I can't do this. It's too big. Why did I let them—
Morvash's tongue found my ear—slow, wet lick along the shell, then he sucked the lobe between his lips with a soft pop. The sensation shot straight down my spine, distracting just enough to make me shudder. "Shh…" he breathed hot against the damp skin. His mouth trailed lower—open kisses down the side of my neck, then another hard suck right over my pulse. Wet smack every time he pulled off. At the same time his fingers found both nipples—pinching, rolling, tugging in slow, steady rhythm.
"Ahh—nngh…" The dual sensation made my back arch involuntarily, pressing me harder onto Dravic's cock. Fresh pain flared; I whimpered louder—"Hnn…!"
Dravic groaned low in his throat. "Fuck… you're gripping me so tight…"
Then—without warning—he pushed.
One hard, sudden thrust—sinking all the way in until his hips slammed flush against mine.
"AAAAHH—!" The scream tore out of me—loud, ragged, pure pain. My vision whited out for a second; every muscle locked up. Tears spilled over immediately, hot tracks down my cheeks. "Y… you said… you'd be… gentle—argh—!"
My voice cracked on the last word, dissolving into broken sobs. Inside I felt impossibly full—split open, burning, throbbing. I couldn't breathe right; short, panicked gasps only.
Dravic let out a low, breathless laugh—half-apologetic, half-wrecked. "I'm sorry… my dick slipped." He stayed buried deep, not moving yet, just letting me feel every thick inch of him. "Does it hurt?"
I couldn't answer. Couldn't talk. Pain throbbed in waves; my mouth opened and closed uselessly, only small, hurt whimpers escaping—"Hnn… ahh… argh…"
It hurts—it hurts so bad. I want him to pull out. I can't—why isn't he stopping—
Morvash's mouth returned to my neck—sucking another bruise while his fingers kept working my nipples, twisting just enough to send conflicting sparks through the pain. Then he started moving—slow rolls of his hips beneath me. His cock slid hot and thick along my ass, grinding against the sensitive skin, the head nudging my tailbone with every tiny thrust.
"Ahh—nngh—Morvash—" My voice came out wrecked, trembling. Every roll pushed me harder onto Dravic, making the stretch worse. "Haaah… don't—don't move—hurts—ahh!"
But he didn't stop. His low moans vibrated against my neck—"Mmm… fuck, Renji… so tight around him… feel that?"—while he kept rocking, slow and deliberate, each motion dragging fresh whimpers from me.
Dravic finally moved too—pulling back just a fraction, then pushing in again—shallow at first, testing. Wet schlick sounds every slide; my walls fluttered helplessly around him.
Then he hooked his hands under my knees—lifting my legs, spreading them wider—and draped them over his broad shoulders. The new angle opened me even more; he sank impossibly deeper with the next thrust.
"Ah—! Too deep—!" I cried out, voice breaking into a sob. My hands scrabbled at the sheets, then at Morvash's arms—anything to hold on.
Dravic leaned down—folding me nearly in half now—his mouth finding my chest. He sucked one nipple between his lips—hard pull, tongue flicking over the peak—while his hips kept rolling, slow but relentless. Wet suck-pop sounds from his mouth mixed with the filthy schlick-schlick of his cock moving inside me.
"Nngh—ahh—hurts—!" I moaned loud, head thrashing back against Morvash's shoulder. Tears kept falling; pain and overstimulation blurred together into something overwhelming. "It's… haah… hurts… s-slowly… agh—please—!"
Dravic groaned against my skin—vibration traveling straight through me. "Almost there… just a little more… fuck, you feel so good…"
Morvash's hand slid down my stomach—wrapping loosely around my cock, stroking once, twice—while his other kept pinching the untouched nipple. His hips rocked harder beneath me now, grinding his length along my ass in time with Dravic's thrusts.
Every movement pushed me further into that razor edge of pain and too-much sensation. My moans came nonstop—high, broken, desperate—"Ahh—nngh—argh—stop—haah—!"
I can't take it. It's too much. I want to scream for them to stop—but my body keeps clenching around him like it wants more. I hate this. I hate how it hurts and still feels… something else.
Dravic sucked harder on my nipple—teeth grazing just enough to sting—while his thrusts grew a fraction deeper, a fraction harder.
The room filled with wet sounds, ragged breathing, my endless hurt moans, and their low groans of pleasure.
Everything stretched taut—tense, unbearable, hovering right on the edge of breaking.