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“Hold still,”
“oh fuck off. You try being up here,” louis hissed. He’s rewarded by a sharp nip to his throat from behind.
“I can’t- fuck. Hold on,”
Louis yelps a bit as he’s pushed backwards. So does matt, who lets out a loud huff as he hits the back of the wall, Louis’s back pressing against him and Michael’s weight adding still.
“I’m right here,” matt says drily.
Michael ignores him and focuses on propping Louis’s legs up properly again.
“any day now,” louis says drily and smiles when Michael glares up at him, “out of your depth there, mike?” He teases.
“nothing I haven’t done before,” Michael replies easily.
Louis quirks an eyebrow up, “oh really?” Louis spreads his legs purposefully making Michael struggle as he tries to balance louis again, “get on with it then,”
“stop moving so much,” Michael grumbles.
“mate,” matt says, “I’m dying back here,”
Louis lets out a sharp laugh, “okay. Maybe we shouldn’t have attempted this drunk as fuck,”
Louis knows he’s too drunk to maintain this position; lifted between matt and Michael, his arm wound back to cling on to matt’s neck and his other hand clasped at Michael’s shoulder in front of him as matt and Michael try to balance his weight between them. Matt’s arm is around his waist, steadying him. His calves are propped up against Michael’s forearms, his legs spread and shamelessly hard in between. Matt’s wobbling a bit but he’s a good sport. It’s Michael that’s a bit of a bitch with these things; he always wants to get it right.
“maybe not,” matt replies drily before the arm around louis’ waist tightens and he jolts louis upward, “but you’re already spread out, louis. Might as well,”
“oooh,” louis jeers, “drunk matt’s got a mouth on him,”
“shut the fuck up,” matt says and starts gently rutting his slicked cock against louis’ arse.
Louis lets out a moan, “shit,” the angle’s a bit awkward but he lets matt slide against his legs and arse.
Now that louis’ weight is a bit supported by the wall, Michael adjusts and finally, finally louis feels the tip of his cock prod at his hole.
Louis leans his head back against matt’s shoulder, the hand clasped at Michael’s shoulder tightening as Michael pushes in.
“fucking hell,” louis hisses.
Michael groans, not looking away as he slowly pushes in deeper; intent on seeing his cock disappear inside of louis.
When he bottoms out, louis has his shoulder in a death grip and matt stills behind him; both letting him adjust.
Louis breathes in tightly, this angle weird and foreign, “fuck a bit,” he bites out and Michael starts moving in and out of him shallowly.
The pressure feels good and louis gets into it, “faster,”
“I can’t move much with your legs on me,” Michael says, “matt, hold louis up,”
“is he strong enough for- jesus,” louis shouts as matt grips the back of his thighs, bending louis’ legs upwards even more as he lifts him a bit so that all his weight is now on matt, “oh fuck. Fuck,” he chants as Michael starts fucking him thoroughly now. Michael grips his inner thighs, pounding him relentlessly, his thrusts erratic; almost bending louis in half.
“shit, shit,” louis cries, feeling matt’s heavy breath on his neck before its followed by licks and kisses. He can feel matt’s hips thrusting restlessly against his back, as if fucking back against Michael. The thought drives him delirious.
Michael leans forward and kisses matt from behind louis’ shoulder, louis’ head jostling next to them as Michael continues fucking into him. His cock is leaking between him and Michael but he doesn’t have enough leverage to reach down and stroke himself.
“fuck, I need-“ louis lets out and gasps when Michael lets out one hard thrust and suddenly keeps still, his entire cock full inside of him, “shit, shit,” louis tries to wriggle away; a contradictive move of wanting to be away from the overwhelming feeling but also wanting to come from it, “I’m going to-“
“no,” matt says from behind him, “I haven’t,”
“I can’t-“ louis throws his head back against matt’s shoulder to try to release the pressure of Michael’s cock against his spot. He groans when he feels a hand grip the base of his cock, the overwhelming need to come suddenly stoppered, “fuck you,” he gets out.
He hears Michael laugh but instead of making a stupid joke out of it, louis feels his breath stutter when Michael leans in his ear and asks, “don’t you think you can take us though?”
He can’t think; not with Michael’s cock deep inside him and matt’s hand on his cock, “I am taking both of you pricks right now,” he spits out.
Both of them laugh breathlessly against his skin and louis squeezes his arse which makes Michael stop and hiss at the sensation around his cock.
“I meant both of us together,” matt says deliberately. Then, “at one time,”
The thought makes his head spin. Louis’s never done that before.
“we’ll be nice,” Michael says teasingly against his ear, “and slow,”
“I’m not going on stage with a split arse,” louis says simply. He bites his lips as he’s jostled upwards again by matt, his grip slipping just now.
“we can try,” matt says, kissing his shoulder.
Louis thinks about it but he doesn’t have much coherence what with the alcohol and the deprived orgasm. He settles on, “next time,”
He moans as Michael thrusts in and out of him in appreciation, “I knew you’d be up for it,” he says cheerfully.
“fuck off,” louis says, “now get on with it,”
He almost cries when Michael suddenly pulls out of him, his arse clenching on nothing, “oi-“
Louis yelps when Michael takes hold of him, his arms wound around Michael’s neck and his legs wrapped around Michael’s waist.
“shut up, we’ve got you,” matt gruffs out against his ear before louis feels matt pushing inside of him.
“ohhhh, fuuuuck,” louis lets out because matt bottoms out immediately, not slow and searching like Michael just now.
“jesus,” matt pants out.
“louis,” Michael calls out and louis looks up, “do us a favour, will you?”
He feels Michael thrusting against him and feels both his and Michael’s cock rubbing against each other’s stomach.
“prick,” louis grumbles but reaches down with one hand and takes both his and Michael’s cocks in his and starts stroking as matt fucks in and out of him. Matt grips his hips from behind and thrusts in and out mercilessly, no longer content to wait it out, wanting release immediately.
Louis’ pressed against Michael, his warm skin sticky against his as matt fucks him.
“fuck, fuck, fuck,” he says uselessly, his hand unable to continue stroking them both as matt hits his spot over and over again.
Michael dips down and kisses him to distract him and louis moans into his mouth as he’s jostled against Michael by matt’s thrusts.
“I’m gonna-“ matt bites off, fucking inside of louis once, twice before coming, shuddering against louis’ back.
Louis moans loudly but he doesn’t stop kissing Michael as matt finishes coming. He groans when matt pulls out; hears the sound of matt taking off the rubber and throwing it away.
Slowly, he reaches down between them and grips Michael’s cock in his hand. Michael’s kisses go even desperate as he feels louis leading the tip of his cock against his wet hole and presses it in.
“oh fuck,” Michael groans, pulling away from the kiss. He spreads louis’ arse with his hands and thrusts until his cock’s fully in. Louis bites his lips from how sore he is from having two cocks inside him but he ignores it.
“I have to do all the work then?” Louis quips but he tightens his legs around Michael’s waist and grinds slowly before he starts bouncing. Michael moans, his knees trembling before he steadies himself. He thrusts against louis’ bouncing and it hits louis’ spot deliciously, making him dizzy with want.
He suddenly feels his head turnt and matt’s lips on him, filthy and dirty as matt’s hand strokes his cock. He makes it work as louis and Michael fuck against each other until finally, finally, louis pulls away from the kiss and comes so hard he whites out, his come spilling messily in matt’s fist.
He involuntarily clenches his arse at the force of his orgasm and that’s enough to drive Michael over the edge as he comes in a loud cry, biting louis’ shoulder.
“that fucking hurts, wanker,” louis complains, pushing Michael’s face away. Michael manages a laugh before he finally pulls out, his cock spent.
He steadies louis by the hips as louis lowers himself back down. Matt immediately leads him onto the bed and throws louis on it. He groans, “my arse,”
Matt laughs before he says, “wait til next time,”
“fuck off,”