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Leon flipped through random TV channels when Piers flopped onto the sofa, next to his boyfriend, placing his laptop between them. “Okay look, babe,” he pointed at the screen. “Remember when we talked about ordering a new toy?”
Leon nodded while he muted the TV.
“Well, I looked a bit around and found this site that sells some hyper realistic ones. And some of them are really pretty. Here.”
He browsed through the handful of tabs he had opened, showing some of the models he liked to his partner.
The site was called “ R.P.D. – Real Phallic Delights ” and despite being really pricey it had a lot to offer. The variety made it hard to choose and they spent quite a while looking at all the pictures and reading some comments. At the end they had to choose between 3 different types of dildos called: The Redfield , Oliveira Power and Heisenberg's Hammer .
Leon switched between the tabs but he kept staring at the first one more often than necessary — It was obvious which one he favored. The Redfield was big and his size kink was kicking in, already imagining what it would feel like.
Piers skimmed the comments again:
★★★★☆ - “The size of this is no joke.”
★★★★★ - “10/10 would buy again.”
★★★★★ - “Get the special edition, it’s worth every penny!”
☆☆☆☆☆ - “Too big, doesn’t fit -.-”
“Why is the special edition so expensive, though?” Leon sighed as Piers put it into the shopping basket.
“It’s not like we can’t afford it. It looks good and we don't have anything like that in our small collection yet. So we're buying it now. And you will try it first." Piers said with a grin.
Along with it came a huge questionnaire which was kind of odd since he just wanted to order a simple dildo. But trustpilot showed that this site was more than trustworthy and any spent pennies were well invested. His eyes got bigger and he was grinning from ear to ear while he did the paperwork when Leon got a business call to take care of.
Leon hated waiting for the package. The site had given them a date for the delivery, that was 2 weeks away and it seemed to drag on and on.
The day he finally got an email stating it would arrive today made him feel like a child that waited for Santa Claus to bring the presents. He spent all morning close to the front door and peaked out of the windows to catch the mailman, until Piers called him ridiculous.
“Leon, it won’t come faster if you wait like this. Make yourself useful and fold the laundry, okay?”
Disappointed Leon had resorted to helping with the household.
Around late afternoon the doorbell rang. Leon was up in a second, running from their office to the front door.
As he opened it, he got confronted with a wide shouldered, muscular man. Leon noticed the huge biceps and bit the inside of his cheek as he took a quick glance over the chest and abs that showed through the tight turtleneck the guy was wearing. He had his jacket draped over one of his arms, nothing hinted at him working for any postal service.
And this man didn't look like a mailman at all even though he held a package in his hands. Maybe he was a door vendor? Leon thought if anything, the guy should be a model.
"Good afternoon, sir. Is this the residence of Mr. Kennedy and Mr. Nivans?" he asked formally. Leon's gaze snapped back to the visitor's face — his warm, brown eyes watched him intently.
Piers came up behind Leon, answering for him, "Yep, that's us. What can we do for you?"
The guy chuckled. “It’s more like, what I can do for you . I've been sent by “R.P.D . ” to deliver your recent order.”
“Ohhh!” Piers hummed knowingly.
“Would you be comfortable to let me in, so I can hand you everything over and explain some details of our service?”
The couple nodded and both led him into the house. This was unexpected, but Leon didn’t mind any extra minutes with the handsome looking man. Piers seemed giddy. But then again this was Piers.
The three of them had settled down on the set of couches in the spacey living room.
“It’s a bit late but may I introduce myself? My name is Chris Redfield. I’m working for R.P.D.”
Redfield, Redfield… Redfield ! Like the toy?
Leon’s face spoke volumes and Chris smiled. A smart boy, apparently.
“You need to understand; we are not a regular sex shop. You ordered the special version of “ The Redfield ” which, as you probably already figured out, is inspired by me.” he patted the package laying on his lap.
“Well, the special version includes the toy, a care package and the muse.” he chuckled low and it made Leon’s gut drop — in a positive way.
“Are you telling me, we brought you off this site?” Leon asked and threw a glance at Piers who gave him a smug face. So he knew. Not just knew, he had willingly ordered someone else for a threesome. In all the years they've been a couple, he never expected anything like this from Piers.
“Yes, for the next couple hours, I’m yours. Or better, both of yours. If you want, of course. My service is completely optional. If you prefer to only get the toy, that is totally okay. In that case R.P.D. will send you a refund for the special edition and only charge you for the normal one.”
He said all of this so casually, how often had he done this already?
“I’m healthy, clean and experienced with this. You don’t have to worry about anything.” Chris said.
“Did– did you know this?” Leon asked Piers and the other man nodded, cheeks tinted in a light pink.
“I got the info during the purchase process. Saw pics of him too and thought you'd be into it. Would be kinda hard to arrange anything if they wouldn’t inform anyone. I wanted it to be a nice surprise for you.”
Leon leant back into the couch cushions, an arm draped about the backrest and took a closer look at Chris.
Indeed, the guy was a sight for sore eyes. Tall and muscular, lightly tanned skin, thick stubble adoring his attractive face. He observed Leon the same way and the corners of his mouth quirked into a small smile.
“Like what you see?” Leon responded with a smug grin.
“I’m the goods here, kiddo. But you’re both not bad on the eyes, if you don’t mind my honesty.” Chris also flashed a smile at Piers who blushed even further.
“So are there any rules?”
“Of course. So I can assume that you’re interested in the special edition?”
“You could say that. We are, are we?” Leon put a hand on Piers' thigh and squeezed it. Piers visibly gulped. “Can’t say this doesn’t make me nervous but I was the one doing the order or not?”
Chris opened the box on his knees and took out a small stack of papers. "Look, I'll explain the rules to you and if you're still into it, you just sign a consent form and I'm yours for a while." He handed the papers over; the rules and his limits printed along with several copies of the consent form for Chris, the company and the contracting party.
“First of all, communication is key here. I usually keep things quite vanilla, but I don’t mind if it’s getting a bit rougher. You can touch me wherever you want but I won’t be bottoming. Want something or don’t like anything, please tell me. I’ve worked with couples before, but it’s been a while.''
They both scanned the paperwork and mused how all three of them seemed to have similar taste and limits, before signing the contract.
Piers was fidgeting in his seat.“You okay, babe?” Leon asked. “
Yeah yeah, I just remembered, I’ve never been with another guy besides you.”
Chris got up the sofa across them, only to slump back onto their sofa, next to Piers, their shoulders brushing.
“That’s alright.You’re Piers, right?” He offered the younger man a handshake.
Piers blushed heavier and took the big, warm hand in his. Chris didn’t let go after shaking hands though, his calloused thumb brushed over the other’s knuckles and left a tingling feeling.
Originally Piers had set this up for Leon as a surprise but now he was the center of attention, feeling both men’s gaze on him.
“Should— shouldn’t I go and get us some water first?” he squeaked as Chris had dragged Piers' hands up to his mouth, leaving courtesy kisses on the back of his hand.
“Let the man do his work.” Leon laughed, he was leaning back again, just watching them from the side.
Chris gave him a subtle peek from the corner of his eyes. First he would ease the shy partner into this, he could surprise Leon a little bit later on…
Chris' lips trailed up Piers’ arm with light kisses. The boy was nervous and tense but when Chris leaned in closer to continue the kisses on his neck he slowly relaxed.
“I’m gonna kiss you now. We’ll make your pretty partner jealous, yeah?” he whispered into Piers’ ear and got a huffed laugh in response. Their lips met softly and carefully at first; testing the waters but Chris quickly realized that he held a skilled kisser in his arms.
Meanwhile, Leon watched their every move.The way Chris handled his boyfriend was lovely. The guy had been sympathetic right from the start but seeing how Piers was starting to melt into another man's arms was actually doing it for him, not just sexually but also emotionally.
He had thought about threesomes before but never mentioned them. Piers had only dated woman before him and now there was another man bruising his lips while Leon only watched.
Chris shoved a careful hand under Piers’ shirt and touched his sensitive nipples and Piers’ subsequent moan went straight to Leon’s dick.
Would it be awkward if he’d start palming himself through his jeans? After all, this was supposed to lead to sex, right? Already half hard from thinking about it, a big hand sneaked upon his upper leg. Glancing down, he realized with a warm shudder, that it was Chris’.
When he looked back up, he and Piers were making out heavily, their tongues lapping at each other, but Chris’ chocolate eyes were fixated on Leon's. Fuck, his mouth went dry.
While they looked into each other's eyes, the hand trailed to the inside of his legs, carefully kneading but staying away from his crotch. Chris knew exactly what he was doing.
He knew his looks and what kind of effect they had on both of them.
Leon agreed, this would be worth every penny.
“So, should we move this up to the bedroom? We got a California king sized bed there.”
Leon casually interjected and Piers' lips got released. They felt swollen from all this kissing, his cheeks were slightly chafed from Chris’ stubble and he was hard as a rock in his pants. He was a bit sad the kiss had already ended but then he got a glimpse of the bulge in his partner's pants. Good, so he was into this just as much as Piers right now.
“Sure, if you’d lead the way?”
Holding hands, Piers and Leon led their guest up the stairs.
“You okay, baby?” Leon assured and a quiet, breathless ‘yeah’ was the answer.
They shut the curtains in the bedroom, drawing the room in a soft, warm light from the autumn sun, while Chris looked around. The huge bed had been made, even the dark blue sheets seemed freshly changed. Someone, probably Piers, had clearly thought ahead.
There was a white dresser on the other side of the room with pictures of the couple and some other people, probably friends and family.
A TV hung on the wall above it.
The pair just stood dumbfounded in the room.
“And now?”
“Don’t you wanna look at the package?” Chris remarked wittily.
Both Piers’ and Leon’s gaze dropped to Chris’ middle.
“Not this package,” he laughed and tapped the box he had brought along. "This."
In it the couple found a bottle of premium lube, a handful of condoms, a small vial of vanilla scented massage oil and to Leon’s delight, a bunch of different candies.
The highlight was the toy, though. It was packaged in a smooth, black box which was lined with shimmery, black velvet from the inside. The second Leon held “ The Redfield ” in his hands. He realized it would be the exact replica of what Chris carried around in his jeans and licked his lips in anticipation. Piers raised his eyebrows and grinned at Chris.
“How do you even get this kind of job?”
“You won’t believe me but it was a google ad!” Chris laughed while he was pulling his turtleneck over his head. He stepped closer, crowding Leon who suddenly felt like he was kept at gunpoint — trapped between the bed and those steeled abs.
Their guest took the fake dick from his hands and gave it to Piers who carefully petted the silicone veins on the shaft and flopped down at the end of the bed to watch.
“Piers, I think your questionnaire said you wanted the toy for your partner?”
“Uh-huh!”
“Wanna be the first one then?” Chris murmured raunchily and took both of Leon’s hands to place them on his pecs. They felt warm but fuzzy under Leon’s hand. A stark difference to Piers’ smooth chest. He threw the latter a quick questioning look, feeling like he still needed permission to take whatever the real Redfield would offer.
“I’m right here, babe, enjoy yourself.” Piers reassured, face red but smiling.
Leon let his hands roam over Chris’ body – warm and solid under his curious fingertips — while he let the other open the buttons of his shirt. When he slipped the garment over his shoulders, they leaned in for their first kiss. Again Chris was gentle at first but Leon wanted more, craved to be devoured by this hot stranger who had already laid his mouth onto his lover. Teeth clattered and tongues clashed as they deepened their kiss.
When Chris took a handful of Leon’s butt, he elicited a moan from him. He pushed them both slowly towards the bed, breaking their kiss to command Piers to rest his back against the headrest so he could drop Leon literally into his lap.
“Hey, babe,” Piers said as he bracketed Leon’s sides with his thighs.The boner that poked into his back made Leon wish he could turn around and touch it but for now, it was his turn. Piers nibbled at his partner’s neck while he reached down to palm at his tented jeans and opened them.
Meanwhile, Chris slowly got rid of his own pants as well.
How many times has he done this already? How many hungry eyes had lied upon him like his and Piers’ now? And wasn’t Piers jealous that someone else would give it to him today? No, that’s wrong, Leon thought, both of them are here. What a lucky guy he was.
Chris was hard . His length pressed against the fabric along his thigh and sprung free as he stripped off his tight, white briefs. He gave it a few lazy pumps, a cocksure grin on his face as he basked in the stares of the couple.
Leon had been with a few other guys before, but none of them had the girth or length like Chris and now he wished he would've at least tried the toy first to see if he’d fit at all. This would feel different to when Piers fucked him and he gulped. He wanted him to fit. Badly.
Maybe it would also be okay to get split apart in the process, if it meant he’d get filled by someone as hot as Chris.
“Someone’s excited for you,” Piers had the nerve to comment as he reached into Leon’s boxers. That lured Chris onto the bed as well. Two pairs of hands stripped Leon down to nothing while caressing every inch of new, bare skin.
Their guest placed himself between Leon’s spread thighs and grabbed the lube from the box, letting some of the cool gel dribble onto his fingers and directly onto Leon’s heated cock. One of Piers' hands closed loosely around it, setting a languid pace, that caused Leon to bite back a deep moan, especially when Chris casually slipped a finger inside him, clearly knowing what he was doing.
This was nothing yet, but Leon's stomach seemed to topple over already.
“Should’ve jerked off before this so I could last longer,” he joked, making the others laugh.
“Don’t believe him, sometimes I wonder if he has any refractory period at all.” Piers remarked. “Oh is that so?” Chris asked and added a second finger when Leon was distracted for a second.
“Oh–?” Leon sighed. Chris' fingers were also bigger than his own or Piers. He already felt full and this was just the beginning. Multiple orgasms or not, he didn’t want to cum yet, there was still more for him to experience. Between huffs of breath, Leon replied: “Don’t make me cum before I get the thing we paid for.”
Which resulted in further chuckles.
By the time Chris could comfortably work three fingers inside of him, Leon was covered in a sheen layer of sweat. His fringe stuck to his forehead and Piers gently pushed it out of his eyes for him while Chris removed his hands to open the wrapper of a condom — Piers realized the condoms included in the package were extra for Chris’ size.
“Be good for us and turn around, Leon. I think Piers deserves some attention as well.” he said.
Leon’s body already felt putty, together both men had edged him a few times and he was scared to burst with any further touches. He would definitely need a nap after this. But he turned around to face Piers. His Piers , who trusted him enough to invite someone like Chris to touch and share. He was finally shrugging off his clothes and Leon hummed in approval. Chris may be a nice change of sights, but he’d never get tired of looking at Piers. His lean and soft body, the puppy face, the light freckles that spread over his shoulders and chest.
“Love you,” Leon mouthed silently and Piers kissed him on the lips before flopping back into the cushions, leaning against the headboard once more.
On all fours, Leon leaned down to lick a wet stripe along the underside of Piers’ cock while Chris readied himself behind Leon — who drew a sharp breath when the thick head slowly pushed into him. Oh that sweet, stinging stretch. He loved every second of it.
“Give me a sign when I can move further.” Chris hummed, his thumbs rubbed calming circles into Leon’s lower back. He paused between wet kisses all over Piers' hips, “Show me what you’ve got, big boy,” Leon breathed before sucking Piers into his mouth.
So Chris pushed deeper into the tight heat until his hips were flush against those fine globes that spread for him.
“Oh shit.” Chris gasped and Piers agreed. He probably had the best view of all of them.
Leon’s red face while he was trying to compose himself, scrunched in concentration to lap his tongue over the frenulum of Piers while he tried not to cum on the spot.
Leon might have done this a dozen times, but Piers would never get tired of it.
When they met at the office, he didn't think he'd fall head over heels in love with a man. And now he'd invited another man to join them. He fervently hoped Leon didn't get the feeling he wasn't enough. The Redfield was supposed to be for him — a gift.
Behind him was Chris, whose nice, big hands kept Leon's hips steady while he set a slow pace. This man was so careful and gentle while he still had taken the lead over both of them. Piers admired that.
His hairy chest rose and fell noticeably as he breathed, low moans escaping him every now and then. When the set of molten chocolate colored eyes fell on Piers he twitched and accidentally made Leon choke.
“Sorry, babe,” he patted his partner's head, running his hand through the soft strands.
Chris gradually quickened his pace, the way Leon was shivering under him showed how much he enjoyed all of this. He was so close; there was a white heat pooling inside him, that was threatening to overspill and burn all of his existence.
“I’ll make you feel real good now, okay?”
Since his mouth was occupied, he only got a positive ‘Mhm’ back, but that was enough for Chris. He shifted his hips and his next thrust brushed along the other's prostate which resulted in muffled moans.
“Whoa do that again.” Piers huffed, enjoying how Leon’s throat vibrated around him. So Chris did and Leon got incredibly tight around his dick.
It was too much for Leon, his head was in the clouds. He felt dizzy from all the sensations and pulled away from Piers to get enough air into his burning lungs. A whiney “Oh fuuuck–-” broke free when Chris attacked this sensitive spot within him once more and he half collapsed on Piers while he came, spilling his semen on the sheets under him.
It felt never ending, he may have even blacked out for a second.
But his lover was there, combing his fingers through Leon’s blonde hair, telling him how good and hot he was, along with Chris who had slowed his pace again, caressing his back.
“Fuck,” Leon croaked and a chuckle found its way out, “that was intense.”
“You good?” Chris asked.
“Yeah, you can keep going if you want.”
“Really? I’m here for your entertainment, not mine. And Piers still deserves attention.”
“I can– hmmm…” Piers sighed when Leon continued where he left off, bopping his head up and down with hollowed cheeks. At the same time he pushed his ass back at Chris and who was he to refuse this offer?
He made sure to not hurt Leon who was sensitive but still hard when Chris reached around to hold him in one hand. Maybe Piers was right with the refractory period.
“He feels so good.” Chris said in a dirty tone, he loved the deep pink that was spreading from Piers' ears and cheeks over his whole torso. Their gazes met again and Chris wished he could also put his mouth on him, drive him crazy, together with his partner.
But apparently Leon was doing a good job too, judging from the moans that fell from Piers the closer he got to the edge.
When the boy finally reached his orgasm, his eyes crossed and Leon got tighter in excitement as well, his cock leaking in Chris' palm.
Wondering how both boys would taste, Chris also came with stuttering hips and a deep grunt, sinking into Leon one final time. He left a courteous pat on Leon’s butt cheek before pulling out slowly to not hurt him, then fell back on the bed, next to Piers. Leon flopped on the other side of Piers, taking one of his hands in his, interlacing their fingers.
All three sighed in unison, making Piers break out into laughter.
Piers handed the mug with coffee over to Chris, who sat at their kitchen table.
The sun was setting, illuminating the room in a warm yellow.
“Thank you.” Chris said and took a sip, appreciating the earthy taste. This was a good brand.
“Not often that I stay after sessions, to be honest.”
“Oh, you don’t have to, I– I didn’t mean to make you do overtime.”
But Chris waved off, “No, I like this, it’s really kind of you to offer me coffee.”
Piers took a seat on the opposite side of the table and gave him a soft smile.
“Leon passed out really quickly up there.Typical."
“It was intense, we can’t blame him,” Chris chuckled. "Let him rest for a while."
“Do you have a lot of clients like… this?” Piers fumbled with his own cup.
“Not really. A lot of people just get the toy because it’s cheaper. Some folks here and there. Couples even less.”
“But it’s enough to pay the bills?”
“Oh no. I get royalties for the toy, but I have another job. This is basically part time, haha.”
"It seems interesting but stressful. I wouldn't be able to just sleep with random people all the time," Piers admitted.
Chris nodded and took another sip. He was drinking out of a cup with cute Shiba Inus and when he looked up, he couldn't deny that Piers shared similarities with them.
"Oh it's definitely not for everyone. But when I started, I still had quite the bills from college to pay and the extra funds helped. I got used to it. And… it's not so bad when you get pretty clients like you or Leon," he smiled and it made Piers heart beat faster.
They sat there for a while just chatting about anything that came to their minds and the sun had already set when Chris got ready to leave.
Piers brought him to the front door, suddenly feeling really awkward.
“So, I guess this is goodbye?” he said, a hand at the door handle to see him out.
Chris shrugged his jacket on and stepped beside him.
“I’m just a click away.” he said with a wink and leaned down to give Piers one last, innocent kiss.
While Chris was walking over to his car in the driveway, Piers called after him: “That’s some real bad promo slogan, sir!”
He closed the door, leaning back against it while his fingers trailed his lips in thought.