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There was no way. Absolutely no way this was happening to you right now.
“So this is your lab partner, Wrecker?” Crosshair snickered, turning to hit Hunter on the arm. They shared a knowing look, making you blush. Kriff. There was no way.
“Yes. She’s really smart and helps me with all my work,” Wrecker said, smiling happily. He grabbed one of your shoulders and squeezed. With an uncomfortable smile and your eyes still on the two men before you, your sweaty hand squeezed his thumb. Oh, Wrecker. If only you knew.
“She seems familiar, doesn’t she, Cross?” Hunter asked mockingly. His brother chuckled from his position next to Hunter. He smirked at you, eyes locked on yours. “I must know you from somewhere, sweetheart.”
“How could you guys possibly know each other?” Wrecker asked. “She only just moved here a week ago!”
“Maybe he’s mistaken, Wreck,” Crosshair drawled, a toothpick hanging loosely out of his mouth. That damned mouth.
His hand darted out towards you, extending his arm to shake your hand. When you grabbed his hand back though, he snatched the toothpick out of his mouth and pulled your hand up to his lips, placing a chaste kiss on your knuckles. Asshole. “Pleased to meet you, doll. I’m Crosshair, Wrecker’s brother.”
When he finally let go, Hunter crossed his arms and maintained his eye contact with you. “I’m Wrecker’s other brother, Hunter, but maybe you already knew that.” He winked.
“It’s so nice to meet you,” you spoke monotonously. Wrecker still seemed oblivious to the situation, which was good. You didn’t want to lose your lab partner, doing that would forfeit your grade, and you also didn’t want to lose his friendship either. “Wrecker and I should be going now, we have a few things to work on.. for school.”
“Oh, we completely understand,” Hunter said sweetly, and you rolled your eyes. “Me and Cross here wouldn’t want to get in the way of your school work.”
“Of course we wouldn’t,” Crosshair spoke again, in the same, sickly sweet tone as his brother. They shared a laugh. “We’ll see you around.”
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“It’s getting late, Wreck, I’m gonna head home,” you said, glancing at the clock. It was almost midnight, and you had class tomorrow morning at nine. You cursed yourself for staying so late, but you found it hard to leave Wrecker’s infectious laugh and his funny jokes. What you said earlier to Hunter and Crosshair was true, you did really have work to do as well.
“Okay, I’ll see you tomorrow,” he said, and watched as you exited his bedroom, shutting the door behind you. Traveling down the steps, you were almost at the door when a tall figure emerged out of the kitchen.
It was Crosshair, dressed in a pair of dark sweatpants and a t-shirt, exposing his lean arms to you. You immediately furrowed your brow, angry at him for acting the way he and Hunter did around Wrecker. You spoke first before he could. “What the kriff is wrong with you?”
“Come on, doll, you’re not gonna tell Wrecker about us?” He said, referring to himself and Hunter and that night the three of you spent together. Your body shivered as he stepped closer to you, arms crossed. He smelled so damn good.
“What is there to tell? It was one night,” you said defensively, trying to hold your ground. “I don’t even know you like that. I didn’t even think I’d ever see you again.”
“I told you I’d find a way,” he said. He was closer than you remembered, cornering you with his tall figure. He was so near, you just wanted to reach out and grab his shirt. “And I know you’d love to do it again.”
“I don’t -” you started, but he held a finger to your lips as he pushed your back against the wall quietly. His finger dragged down your chin and transformed into his whole hand, running itself along your neck. It felt hard to breathe, like he had taken all of the air out of your lungs.
“You don’t have to say a word,” he spoke noiselessly, his hand now jumping softly down your arm. Surely he could feel the goosebumps forming behind his fingers like tracks in the snow. “I’ll grab Hunter and we can go to my bedroom, relive last weekend all over again, doll.”
Your throat was so dry. Dangerously so. He was all-consuming, taking the wind out of you like you just got punched in the lungs and made your mouth dry up like the scorching sun. Not all the moisture in you was gone, as you could feel the wetness in your panties from his presence.
You followed Crosshair to the bedroom, and as quick as you shut the door behind you, it opened again. Hunter stepped in, pulling it shut again and locking it behind him. He immediately stepped over to you, grabbing your face and locking his lips with yours. It wasn’t sweet, nor was it rough, and you relaxed into it.
“I’m glad you were up for us again, sweetheart,” he said as he pulled off your lips, using his bedroom voice. It was dark and husky, much like him, and you felt a throbbing in an area they were bound to explore later. The thought of doing this again with them, letting them have you, stirred up a fire in your stomach. He sat on Crosshair’s bed, back against the headboard, pulling down his underwear and pants to expose his thick cock to you.
You were practically drooling as you looked up at him, begging for permission to put your hands or your mouth on it, whatever you could just to make contact. You could hear Crosshair’s voice from behind you. “Look at her, Hunter, give the poor girl what she wants.”
“She can have whatever she likes, as long as she lets me fuck her nice and hard into the next day,” he spoke, and you took that as your cue to continue your movements. He stopped you, taking off your shirt so it didn’t get in the way.
Wrapping your mouth around the tip of his cock, watching as he sucked in a breath. You slowly bobbed your head up and down, keeping your eyes on him the whole time. He bucked his hips up, wanting more of your mouth, and you happily took the rest of him into your mouth, your nose brushing against the dark hair surrounding his shaft.
You could feel the air hit your skin as your pants and underwear were pulled down your legs, and you helped wiggle them off, keeping your mouth on Hunter, although it was hard to focus when you felt a cold gel around your opening. There was a presence behind you, and you could feel the pressure of Crosshair inserting himself inside of you, gripping your hips as he pushed himself deeper. Hunter chuckled as your eyes widened, and then returned to normal once you felt accustomed to the feeling.
Crosshair started slow, feeling the inside of you and savoring the feeling. A whimper echoed in your mouth, sending vibrations through Hunter’s shaft. With a low growl, Hunter grabbed your hair and fucked your mouth ferociously, meanwhile Crosshair had picked up the pace in the back, pushing your mouth further down Hunter.
“You look so good, sweetheart, choking on my cock,” Hunter spoke, his pursuit of an orgasm not far off by the way his voice sounded. Shaky, but rough. “I bet you like getting fucked like this.”
Tears streamed down your face as you gagged with every thrust down your throat. You tried to nod, but Crosshair’s thrusts quickened, and he reached down to your clit, rubbing small circles. Your mind spiraled, unable to think of anything but the star show you were gonna have in your mind once you came.
You could feel Hunter explode in your mouth, his cum running down your throat faster than you could swallow it. It was satisfying to see him let go, his pretty pink lips parting in an oval shape as he let out a string of moans, including your name. You hardly had time to focus though, as Crosshair fucked into you like it was the last time he’d ever see you again.
“Come on my hand,” he commanded, and you obeyed. His deft fingers moved back and forth, and shortly later, the knot in your stomach released, tensing up around him and letting your face fall on Hunter’s thigh, biting his tan skin to keep from letting out a scream at the feeling. “Good girl.”
A few more thrusts and Crosshair finished as well, spilling himself inside of you with a long groan, filling you up and then some. Crosshair collapsed onto the bed, laying next to Hunter and you, trying to catch his breath.
Hunter’s hand brushed your chin, and you pulled your eyes from Crosshair, who still seemed to be recovering. Hunter’s hair was matted to his forehead, sweat illuminating in the moonlight coming through the window. “I hope you don’t think we’re done yet.”
Crosshair’s hand grabbed your waist, pulling you on top of him, your back to his chest. He brought his fingers up to your mouth, and you sucked, savoring the feeling of yourself on him. Pulling them out, he dragged his nimble fingers to your nipple, rolling it between his thumb and pointer. Your back arched up, but he placed his free hand on your stomach to push you back down. Crosshair spoke into your ear softly. “I want to try something new.”
“Depends on what it is,” you said, watching as Hunter got up and grabbed the bottle of lube sitting on the nightstand. He poured some on his fingers, lathering them up. “Are you gonna put them in my -”
“Only if it’s okay with you, sweetheart,” Hunter said, waiting for your response. “I wouldn’t do anything you didn’t want to.”
“Okay,” you nodded, and Hunter carried on, starting with just one finger. The feeling was foreign in that part of you. You had never attempted anal sex before this point, and you trusted that they would be careful with you. It felt good, you couldn’t deny that, and you relished the feeling when he put two more inside, testing out the boundaries.
Hunter opened the bottle with his free hand, squirting a healthy amount into Crosshair’s hand, who then wrapped it around his shaft, pleasuring himself as well as getting himself ready. The fingers inside of you disappeared, but was quickly replaced with Crosshair’s long, thin member, sliding in with little resistance. A groan sounded in your ear, and you let out a little squeak at the pressure as well. “Are you okay, doll?”
“Yes, I’m okay,” you said, feeling significantly fuller than you had just a second ago. Crosshair started moving his hips, pushing himself deeper inside of you, and damn, did it feel good. You felt he was better suited for your ass, anyways, since Hunter was thicker down there and would have more trouble squeezing in.
Crosshair stopped for a moment, letting Hunter position himself between both yours and Crosshair’s legs, pushing himself into you. You moaned as both of them filled your holes, pushing themselves in and keeping you stuffed.
Although the pace wasn’t anything like how Crosshair was fucking into you before, the rhythm the brothers had gotten into had turned you into a whimpering mess, mewling with every twitch of their cocks inside of you.
“You look so good underneath me,” Hunter said lowly, letting his hips snap up to meet you, testicles slapping against your skin. “Don’t you agree, Cross?”
“I would if I could see anything besides the back of her head,” Crosshair hissed, annoyed at his brother’s comment. You chuckled in between the moans you were letting out.
The familiar feeling of your orgasm was creeping up, unsurprising based on the fact you felt overstimulated just from penetration alone. In fact, you had never felt so utterly consumed by sex until this point. It was hard to focus on anything other than the fullness you felt in your core, and your mind felt foggy.
Hunter seemed to be at the same spot as you, gripping your knee tightly, desperately trying to keep himself held together towards the end of his rope. As much as he tried to hold off, he came loudly inside of you, his seed mixing with Crosshair’s from earlier. With a tired smile, he kissed your knee and pulled out of you, cum dripping from the tip of his flushed penis. He fell back on the bed, watching as you and Crosshair finished your business together.
Crosshair reached his hand around once again, using his thin fingers to rub on your clit again, like how he made you orgasm before. It felt so good, too good, and he was whispering encouragement in your ear. As your orgasm rippled through your body, your vision was clouded with white and you could no longer hear Crosshair’s voice speaking to you. As you came down, you could hear him again, making noises as he bit your ear, pushing himself deep in you one last time, spilling his cum.
You rolled off of him, next to where Hunter was laying, completely fucked out from your excursion with them. The sheets felt good against you, cool in comparison to your overheated body. Crosshair’s wall clock read one eighteen, and you quickly scrambled up and jumped out of the bed, trying to find your clothes on the ground in the dark.
The lamp turned on, and you looked to see Crosshair propping his head on his elbow, smirking at you. “In such a hurry to leave?”
“I have class tomorrow, well - technically today, and I need to get going,” you said, finding your shirt in a pile next to Crosshair’s sweatpants. You quickly gathered the rest of your outfit, hastily throwing the clothes on.
Your hand was on the doorknob when Hunter spoke up from behind you. “Until next time, lab partner.”
You opened the door and shut it quietly, the sound of Hunter and Crosshair’s snickers floating through the crack at the bottom of the door. Until next time.