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«D... are you really sure?» Jon finally asked in a whisper, lifting his face. Damian looked up at him full of expectation, sitting astride him but with their cocks barely touching, as he was levering his thighs to keep from doing so. But it was at that point that Damian bent his face toward Jon again, pulling lower lip a little with his teeth.
«Do you think I would have given you that stuff if I didn't want to?» Damian's voice was thick as honey. «Maybe it won't hurt use that kryptonite knowingly, for a change.»

Notes:

Thi is story is a sequel to this one Three is such a sexy number by Chibi_Taan_89 (read it, really!) which in turn is a sequel to this one Double Trouble
The title is Three is better than one 'cause.... well, there are already two stories with Red and Blue, so a third couldn't be missed! Basically porn, the boys have fun!

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    When Damian had told him that he had a surprise for his birthday, Jon hadn't thought at all that it might be that particular form of kryptonite capable of splitting him into two different personalities.
    The day had started pretty normal, to be honest. Breakfast together, each of them at work, a meeting for lunch - with the excuse that he was now the new owner of the Daily Planet, Damian visited him more often than he should - and then a nice romantic dinner in that French restaurant on the twentieth floor of the MetroBuilding that had the best view in town, until they got home late at night.
    They hadn't received any calls, so they hadn't been forced to go out on patrol, so Damian, against all odds, had suggested they take a relaxing bath in the jacuzzi, which Jon hadn't refused. He'd taken the plunge first, letting the bubbles melt away all the day's fatigue, and had chuckled to see Damian arrive with strawberries and champagne - a bit of a cliché he hadn't expected from Damian, but he certainly hadn't complained about it -, set them down on the edge of the tub and gracefully stepped over it to sit astride him; she'd taken his face with both hands, gently, and placed a kiss on his lips, with a gentleness that Jon had never felt. Their kisses had always been a little rough, adrenaline-fueled, frenetic, wanton give and take 'cause they liked it that way, yet that night Damian had been... romantic.
    Jon had smiled and wrapped an arm around his hips to hold him, but it was at that point that Damian had slid his mouth down his neck, biting him a little before moving back up to his ear; then he'd blown a «Happy Birthday» straight into his earcup, sending a pleasant shiver down his spine, and handed him a small box of lead that Jon'd opened curiously. And he'd blinked at the realization that it was that rare form of kryptonite that split Kryptonians into two distinct man, closing it immediately before it could take effect to stare at Damian with his eyes opened wide.
    The last time he'd used it - the last two times, he corrected himself -, Damian had been so furious that it had taken him quite a while to manage to calm him down and get him out of their room, though they'd eventually cleared up and ended up having... well, having a lot of fun. But that idea coming from Damian had been the very last thing on Jon's mind. That was why, swallowing and with his eyes still on that lead box, he was still prevaricate.
    «D... are you really sure?» Jon finally asked in a whisper, lifting his face. Damian looked up at him full of expectation, sitting astride him but with their cocks barely touching, as he was levering his thighs to keep from doing so. But it was at that point that Damian bent his face toward Jon again, pulling lower lip a little with his teeth.
    «Do you think I would have given you that stuff if I didn't want to?» Damian's voice was thick as honey. «Maybe it won't hurt use that kryptonite knowingly, for a change.»
    Jon blushed so hard it felt like even the tips of his ears were on fire. «So you really want to...»
    «Ask me that again and I'll go to sleep,» Damian asserted, instantly shushing him. Well... Jon knew Damian never did anything he didn't want to, but it was odd that he had actually proposed using that kryptonite.
    The first time he'd come in contact with the stuff he'd only been ten years old, so he wasn't going to count it; the other two times, however, the effects had been different: the first time, he'd only split in two, and he remembered vividly that all three of them - yeah, three - had had a memorable evening, no matter how much he'd woken up in bed not even knowing how he'd gotten there; the second time, the kryptonite had made his counterparts feel the same sensations at the same time, so Jon was a little afraid to know what effect it might have if they used it again. But Damian wanted to do it, so there shouldn't be any problems... right?
    Shaking his head, Jon chased that thought away and looked Damian straight in those lusty green eyes. «Okay,» he stated, moistening his lips before opening that little box. The light from the kryptonite dazzled him for a moment and a half-smothered sound from Damian reached his ears, before Damian began to slide his gaze from one to the other, smugly.
    «Blue, Red... welcome back,» he taunted them, amused at the way both Jon's had cast a glance at each other. He knew that Jon's two personalities couldn't stand each other much and that any situation was often an excuse to fight, but it made it all the more exciting. He was such a "bad boy" sometimes, so what?
    «You're still here?»
    «Unfortunately for you, yes.»
    Red and Blue immediately began bickering, and Damian took advantage of the situation to sit down and rest his back against the large hot tub, throwing his arms over the edge to casually cross his legs and dangle one foot out of the water. «Are you two going to argue all night or are we going to have some fun?» he asked distractedly, lazily reaching for the champagne flûte to take a sip under the gaze of the two of them. He seemed to have finally caught their attention, and to think that he hadn't done anything so striking yet.
    Licking his lips, Damian watched as Red and Blue stared at each other. The last time he'd asked for some fun, he'd practically pushed the two of them to kiss and touch each other under his watchful eye, so he could partly understand that little reluctance of theirs. And he laughed, putting down his champagne only to invite Red to come closer, enticing him with a nod.
    «Aw, D, why him?» Blue complained as he watched Red's amused grin, who lifted his middle finger in his direction before leaning towards Damian; but it was at that point that Damian placed his foot on his shoulder, pushing him backwards.
    «On your knees,» he ordered, seeing Red arch an eyebrow.
    «What?»
    «On your knees,» Damian patiently repeated, but his gaze was fixed on Blue who, biting his lower lip, watched them as if he couldn't wait to jump on them; he noticed Red's uncertain movements anyway, the way he slid his hands below the water's surface to rest them on his thighs, and also his broad shoulders and posture, a symbol that he had carried out his order to the letter. And Damian smiled, dipping his foot to slip it between Red's thighs and press it fully against his cock.
    Blue and Red held their breath at the same time, letting Damian see that, once again, that kryptonite was giving them the same sensations. Interesting... what else could they share this time? He was really curious to find out, and he pressed his foot a little harder, hearing them both moan as he began to move his fingers along the length of that erection. The water made the contact slippery and easy, and as he used his big toe to massage the sac of his testicles, he reveled in the way the two of them gasped in unison, filling the bathroom with their voices.
    «Already out of breath for so little?» Damian asked, drumming his fingertips on the edge of the tub as he circled his penis with his toes, moving up and down; that pleasurable torture seemed to never end, given the way they had both begun to pant. Red had wrinkled his nose and opened his mouth to draw long sighs, and Blue was doing the same, twitching uncontrollably with each touch that stimulated Red's erection; he tried to grab his cock, but Damian snapped his tongue under his palate to get his attention. «Stop, Blue,» he intimated, clapping a hand on the tub. «Sit here.»
    Blue tried to open his mouth to reply, but Damian silenced him with a sharp gesture of his hand, pressing his foot harder against Rosso's erection; they moaned again, uncontrolled, so Blue obeyed without uttering a word, sitting on next to Damian's head. The latter licked his lips and carefully observed his cock, studying the red tip of the glans and the pronounced veins, before hitting his testicles with a slap and hearing a hoarse sound come from both of their throats.
    «D, what...»
    «Shh. Shut up,» he ordered him again, sliding his fingers underneath the sac to massage it, reveling in the uncontrolled gasps that came out like a dulcet melody from Red and Blue's mouths; Damian wrapped his hand around that erection and began jerking Blue off before extending his other leg as well and grabbing Red's cock with both feet, and the two Jon let out disjointed sounds at that double stimulation that was hitting them at the same time.
    It wasn't until Damian leaned his face toward Blue's cock, though, that Red felt like he'd been punched in the gut, his gaze fixed on the way Damian had literally swallowed that big fat cock in his mouth and the rush of arousal that ran down his spine at the sight and feel of it.
    «Oh, fuck!» Red exclaimed, bringing both hands to his mouth as he felt with absolute precision Damian's feet and tongue giving pleasure to him and his double. And to make matters worse was the way Damian himself had turned a little towards him, making sure to look him in the eye as that cock disappeared into his mouth and slammed against his cheek, also using his hands and feet to give them both pleasure.
    «Shit, D...» muttered Blu in turn, tangling the fingers in his hair. Jon, the real Jon, rarely cursed, and Damian found it extremely exciting that he could get him to rail like that, but it was far more amusing how they were both trying to keep themselves overstimulated more than even a Kryptonian could handle.
    The Kryptonite now lay abandoned on the bathroom floor and glowed with a strange light, amplifying the sensations the two Jon's were beginning to feel at that moment. Gasps and grunts escaped from their lips and they couldn't help but look at Damian, who was perfectly at ease in that situation; the bubbles from the jacuzzi made their muscles look like jelly, and it was with a prolonged moan that Blue tightened his fingers around Damian's dark locks, feeling him swallow his erection all the way down and move his mouth left and right, getting aroused to notice that some saliva had begun to drip from Damian's lips.
    It was such a perfect vision that Blue wanted to come in his mouth, and his thought was echoed by Red's, so much so that he opened wide his eyes to look in her direction and see that he had returned his gaze. Were they sharing thoughts now, too? Oh, Rao, now that was strange. Maybe that form of Kryptonite had more powers than they wanted to admit, but right then they were too busy to worry about the consequences.
    Blue gasped and reclined his head when he felt Damian suck his erection one last time, sensing Red's frustration in his head when, at the same time, Damian pushed his feet away and didn't give either of them the satisfaction they were claiming, their still-hard cocks leaking a slightly too disproportionate amount of pre-seminal fluid even for kryptonians like them. Was that an effect of that stupid stone too?
    «D?» they called out inone voice as they watched him with half-closed lips and panting chests, but in response Damian simply ran a finger down Blue's thigh, making Red shudder as well.
    «Don't just stand there, Blue,» Damian stated, spreading his legs underwater. «I want to see how long a Kryptonian can breath down there,» he said as he licked his lips obscenely, which were glistening with saliva and a bit of cum, and Blue took it as an invitation, joining them back in the jacuzzi.
    Red frowned, but soon the corner of his mouth lifted into a smile. «You're really naughty, D,» he snickered in leaning toward him, but Damian placed a hand over his mouth.
    «You two are the last ones who can say something. Now less talk and more action,» he ordered, grabbing Red by the hair to draw him in a kiss as he pushed Blue's head under the surface of the water; he gasped against Red's lips as soon as he felt Blue's mouth around his cock and he reveled in the moan that Red himself let escape, aware that, given the connection they'd had last time, he felt like he was down there too.
    Damian spread his legs wider and rested his feet on the bottom of the jacuzzi as he felt Blue's tongue titillated his foreskin, pulling and licking it as he moved back and forth; he kissed Red passionately to stifle a gasp even though him was also drooling from the taste he felt on his palate, pulling his hair so hard that, if he could, he would have probably ripped it out at the root. He could feel, below the water's surface, Blue taking his cock into his mouth to suck on it and then releasing it, studying every inch of it with the tip of his tongue and using that to play with his pubic hair, rolling it around the chapel before returning to wrap his lips around it and sucking hard.
    At the same time, even Red didn't seem to be outdone. Almost as if he was imitating Blue's movements, Red sucked his tongue and kissed him with gusto, pushing against him as if the three of them wanted to become one; he also began to pinch his nipples, and Damian moaned loudly into Red's mouth, feeling that jolt of pleasure spill over to Blue's now trapped cock as well. He felt his entire body on fire, stimulated not only by the two Kryptonians but also by the bubbles in the jacuzzi, and he began to move his hips forward, also grabbing Blue by the hair to push him more against himself.
    «Ahn... t-touch me more, Red...» Damian gasped against his mouth, and Red didn't let him say it twice, sucking on his bottom lip before moving his lips down to his neck, licking away a few droplets of water as he slid up to his chest; there he began sucking on his nipples the same way Blue was sucking on his cock, and Damian leaned his head back, gaping between gasps and sighs.
    It was bizarre to think that Blue and Red, despite being separated, were moving at the same pace as one entity, licking and sucking him with a fervor he'd never felt. He'd found himself in a similar situation twice before, completely at the mercy of two Jon's who were driving him insane, and yet at this moment he felt like it was the first, moaning uncontrollably and curling his toes against the bottom of the jacuzzi; he felt the bubbles tickle his ass and back, Blue's hot mouth contrasting with the lukewarm water as Red's tongue and teeth bit and licked at his nipples and, dazed as he was, he didn't even realize he had begun to say Jon's name.
Damian swallowed again and again, lifting his hips even more to arch his back disproportionately; Blue's big hands, below the water, popped up to grab his pelvis and push him down again, making his cock disappear completely into his mouth as Red descended in turn to his well pronounced abs.
    «Jon... ahn... get a move, f-fuck!» Damian exclaimed with his cheeks and ears on fire, feeling Red begin to lapping all around his belly button, insinuating his tongue inside it as if to imitate penetration. Blue was showing that he had more breath than Damian himself had thought, but it was at that point that they both stopped, leaving him red-faced and breathless, moreover without the satisfaction he was longing for. His cock quivered with the urge to come and he had loosened the grip of his hands, on top of the fact that he felt like a complete mess.
    Through the edge of his eyelashes, his vision blurred by passion and his chest heaving, he saw Blue and Red in front of him, and he didn't miss the smirk that was painted on both of their lips at that moment. They leaned down at the same time towards him to sink their faces into the crook of his neck, one on the right and one on the left, and Damian grunted as he felt them sucking and biting, grabbing them by the hair again.
    «You taste so good, D...» Blue whispered against his skin, and his voice was echoed by Red's, as if that kryptonite, as much as it had split them apart, had literally connected not only their bodies, but their minds. It was stranger than Damian had believed at first, yet his heart began to pound in his chest with such a frenzy that the two Jon's realized it, pulling their heads away a little to look at his face and make sure he was okay.
    «Who told you two... that you could stop?» Damian asked at that point, swallowing saliva. He felt his throat go dry, and seeing the tips of those two's big erections sticking out of the water didn't help the synapses in his brain stay connected. What the hell kind of power was that kryptonite having this time? It was like it was having an effect on him through Red and Blue, and it was frighteningly exciting.
    «Your heart...»
    «You were...»
    Damian rolled his eyes and snorted hilariously, pushing them away to sit on the edge of the jacuzzi and spread his legs in front of them; he saw them swallow at the same time, and he slid a hand down to his erection to brush the tip of it. «You guys are so... cute,» he ironized, beginning to masturbate under their gaze. He had parted his lips and he was panting, moving his hand with such exasperating slowness that the two immediately moved to reach him, but Damian lifted his other hand. «Stop,» he ordered, reaching down with two fingers below the sac of his testicles, opening his legs even wider so they could both see the fingertip of his index finger playing with his hole, scraping the small, pink ring of muscle with his nail. «You're looking at me, but... what would you like to... do to me?» he prodded them.
    «Giving you a good lesson wouldn't hurt, D,» Red chuckled, but it was Blue who took a step forward before Red could even think of moving, positioning himself in front of Damian to bend over him.
    «I want you take my fat and big cock in your butt,» he stated bluntly.
    Damian frowned at first, looking at Blue as if he couldn't believe his ears, then he laughed; he wrapped his arms around Blue's neck, lifting a leg to throw it over his shoulder and show off his supple body. «I love when you talk dirty...» he whispered straight into his ear. «I've been preparing myself just for this evening,» he said again, grabbing the other man's erection himself to bring it to his orifice and begin rubbing it between his buttocks, hearing Blue and Red moan at the same time.
    He had done nothing but tease them until that moment, yet Damian's eyes opened wide when Blue pushed hard inside him, making him arch his back so much that, for a moment, he thought he might break; Red's eager panting reached his ears and, out of the corner of his eye, he saw him bringing a hand to his erection to start masturbating.
    With that image clearly in his head, Damian gripped his arms tightly without worrying that he might choke Blue, drooling and gasping open-mouthed as those thrusts shook him to the core; the broken sighs coming from Blue and Red's lips drove him crazy, and the wet sound their bodies made, colliding and joining, seemed to echo overbearingly in his ears as Blue's thick cock came out a few inches to lunge more vigorously inside him, literally driving him insane.
    «Ahn... D... I feel like if... I'm fucking you too...» Red gasped as he rubbed his cock with an hand, watching the way Blue thrust inside Damian; he could see that cock disappearing between those firm buttocks and felt all the sensations Blue was experiencing at the same time, and found himself settling right behind him moments later, receiving an odd look.
    «What... What the hell do you want to d--»
    «Shut up, Blue. Keep thrusting,» Red whispered as he sank his face into the crook of his neck, resting his hands on Blue's hips to rub his erection against his buttocks; Blu gasped for a moment, but no matter how many expletives he wanted to hurl at Red, their minds and bodies were so connected that they now seemed to move together, and he didn't hesitate to move inside Damian, who groaned uncontrollably and clenched va to him.
    «P-Please, h-harder, Blue...! Harder!» Damian screamed as he swallowed, saliva sliding down his mouth and his now disconnected brain. He wanted to come, his cock leaking pre-seminal fluid, and he tried to buckle his legs around Blue's hips, moaning again as he felt a hand of Red's, slipped past Blue's body, grasp his erection. «Ahn... y-yes!»
    His cries were now so rambunctious that he called out to Red and Blue at the same time, feeling them both thrust even though it was only Blue who was inside him; the way Red was moving his hand, following Blue's thrusts, made his ass muscles contract and his jaw clench, and soon Damian felt Blue's hands firmly grasp his buttocks to hold him; he could no longer follow a rational thought, what with those thrusts jerking and spreading his ass and that hand rubbing over his erection, making him pant without restraint. 
    «I-I can't, I don't...» Damian gasped in clenching his eyelids, his blood drumming insistently in his ears. «I-I'm... ahn... coming!» he cried out, and the orgasm caught him so unprepared that he came in thin streams of cum against his and Blue's abdomen, completely soiling Red's hand; groggy, Damian saw him bring it to his mouth to lick obscenely at the white substance coating it, continuing to thrust against Blue and rub his cock between his buttocks.
    It was such an erotic sight that Damian felt himself on fire, Blue's thrusts hitting his prostate with such constancy that he felt like he was going crazy. There was no more breath in his lungs and he felt saliva sliding down his chin, exhausted and completely knocked out by the sensations he was experiencing at that moment.
    It was without warning, however, that a blinding light caught the three of them during one of the thrusts, and they were dazzled for a long moment before realizing that Jon was back to normal; his erection had slipped partially out of the ring of muscle and only the tip remained, and they both looked at each other for a long moment, panting and completely wet as their beats reestablished themselves.
    «Apparently... that kryptonite has worn off completely...» Jon gasped as he wrinkled his nose, his forehead pressed against Damian's and the legs wrapped around his hips; he'd tightened his buttocks around his glans in an attempt to keep it from slipping out entirely.
    «You're still hard, though. So... what are your intentions?» Damian teased him, moaning uncontrollably when Jon thrust into him in a more than eloquent response.
    «What do you think my intentions are?»
    Damian laughed at his bravado, wrapping both arms around his neck to pull him to himself in a kiss and lift his pelvis to him once more; he moaned against his lips and reveled in the sensation of feeling Jon deeper inside him, the tip slamming against his prostate and the cold of the jacuzzi contrasting with Jon's hot skin.
    That birthday was only just beginning.