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“Jamie, it’s just not who you are.” Roy said it fondly, running his hands through Jamie’s hair in a way that made his insides fizzy.
“What’s not who Jamie is?” Keeley asked, walking into the bedroom. “Hi, boys!”
“Hey, Keels! How was work?” Jamie sat up to give her a quick kiss, settling back into Roy’s lap as he gave Keeley his own greeting.
“It was great! What are you talking about?”
“Roy thinks I couldn’t top him,” Jamie said indignantly. “Tell him, Keels.”
Keeley got comfy on the bed with them. “Yes, Jay, you are amazing with your dick. Is that what you wanna hear?”
Jamie pouted. “I could totally top Roy!”
“He is a born bottom,” Roy retorted. “Cock hungry slut.”
Keeley giggled. She loved hearing her boys now that they got along. “Yes, he is,” she said affectionately. She rubbed Jamie’s lower lip with her thumb, Roy’s point proved by how Jamie instinctively started sucking her finger.
“There it is,” Roy said, proud. “Not a dominant bone in his body.”
It wasn’t true, actually. Jamie was so hot when he got dominant. Maybe Roy needed to see.
He did need to see, she decided. And she was the one to make it happen. She was going to be their matchmaker. “Are you guys hungry?” She asked suddenly. “I’m going to make dinner.”
They murmured their approval, not really paying attention to her. They were so focused on each other. She was so lucky. She was so happy. Keeley loved her life so much.
She thought about it happily, as she cooked. Roy was the best cook of the three of them, but Keeley could whip up some good pasta and cook some chicken to add, and she knew how to make veggies so they were tender and flavorful. She wasn’t making a good dinner for no reason. No, Keeley was plotting. She was going to have Jamie top Roy tonight, and it was going to be perfect.
Yes, she absolutely loved watching Roy pound into Jamie’s arse, but Keeley knew that Roy was a fucking angel when he bottomed. Jamie had never seen it, but Keeley had topped Roy before. She had been the first person to be with him like that, and she had shown him a whole new world of pleasure. She still wanked to the memories. Unfortunately, they hadn’t done it nearly as much as she would’ve liked. So she had her heart set on this.
Roy was usually so composed during sex, but he fell apart when she went anywhere near his arse. Hearing Roy Kent whine was one of the best moments of her life. In that moment, Keeley wanted nothing more than to watch her boyfriend rail her other boyfriend. Something she saw a lot, but always with Roy on top. No, he deserved a turn on Jamie’s dick.
She set the table as the chicken cooled, and got out some good wine as she pulled out the veggies. It wasn’t anything spectacular. It wasn’t particularly out of the ordinary. But it was nice.
“Boys!” She yelled. “Dinner!”
Keeley got out the wine glasses as she heard them coming down the stairs. Footballers are the least graceful people on the planet, she thought to herself. Sounds like bloody elephant footsteps.
“Looks delicious, Keels!” Jamie grabbed his fork and knife, looking for her permission to start eating. She had grown up being told it was rude to start eating before the cook gave them permission, and some habits die hard. She smiled at him, and told them both they could eat. Roy was always a little more patient in that respect. Jamie dug in, but Roy waited until Keeley ate her first bite to enjoy his meal.
It was a pleasant dinner. They talked and laughed and poked fun at each other. Keeley wasn’t sure when she planned on introducing her idea, but she ended up just blurting out, “Jamie, you’re going to fuck Roy tonight.”
They both froze, Jamie’s fork clattering on his plate.
“What?” Jamiespoke first.
“Well, you were talking about it, and it sounded bloody hot. I wanna see that.”
Jamie laughed, Roy narrowed his eyes. “We were just joking. He’s not actually going to do that.”
Keeley stared him down. “Are you sure, Roy?”
Keeley was a head shorter than both of them, half their size, and they could both bench twice her weight. But they all knew who was really in control, and it wasn’t either of them.
Roy growled. Keeley squealed and clapped her hands together. “This is gonna be great.”
Oh, shit, I’m in the cuck chair, Keeley thought to herself. She had dragged one of her cozy chairs in front of the bed so she could watch. She giggled as she played with her vibrator like a fidget toy. She had grabbed the rose toy, her favorite. The rabbit vibrator was a close second, but the rose was probably the best.
It was also the one Phoebe had found. That was so awkward.
Keeley had an impressive collection. A surprising number of past lovers had gifted her one at different points in their relationships, a few times as a parting gift. All of her partners are always charmed by her fondness for her toys, Roy and Jamie being no exception.
“Is that the one I got you?” Jamie asked, pointing at it. It wasn’t, and they both knew it. He was just trying to rile Roy up, which worked very well.
“Oi, I don’t want you talking unless I tell you to!” She crossed her legs contently. Jamie scoffed but closed his mouth.
“What about me? Do I get to talk?” God forbid she direct attention to Jamie without immediately addressing Roy, her mistake.
“Roy, love, the only noises I want to hear from you are ‘yes’, ‘more’, ‘fuck’, or that delicious whining.” Roy always reacted so beautifully when she called him “love”.
Jamie’s eyes doubled in size. “No way, the gaffer whines?”
Roy snarled at him and reached out before Keeley snapped her fingers and they both stopped bickering. That was so fucking hot. It was like she had them clicker trained.
“Roy, love, have you ever shown Jamie how far down you can take it?”
Jamie looked at her, puzzled. Sometimes he was so dense. No matter, because Roy knew what she meant. She could tell from how he swallowed and kneeled. Jamie understood then.
“Oh, shit, really?”
Keeley nodded, smile spreading across her face. She was so excited. So was Jamie, who looked like a kid on Christmas as he eagerly stripped down. He had such a pretty cock, and she knew Roy knew it too. Realizing something, Keeley grabbed a pillow and offered it to Roy. He gave a small nod of appreciation as he carefully set it below his knee.
“Tell me if it starts to hurt, yeah?” Jamie spoke so gently as he reached to stroke Roy’s face. Keeley practically melted at that. Even Roy seemed affected by the utter care Jamie was showing him.
“Don’t tease him, Roy, not this time. Right now I just want you to show him how well you take it.”
Roy nodded and reached out to rub the head. Roy had given Jamie plenty of handies, but he’d never actually blown him, Keeley realized. Damn shame. She switched the vibrator on, the lowest setting it had. She pressed it to her clit as she watched Roy swallow down Jamie’s dick.
He genuinely was incredible at blowies. She had learned that the first few times she used her strap on him. It was properly hot, and she loved seeing it. Jamie moaned loudly as Roy bobbed on his cock. Keeley stayed silent for a few minutes, just watching Roy do his thing. Then she started giving instructions. “Jamie, put your hand in his hair. Yeah, that’s good. He has such a pretty face, doesn’t he? It’s so much better when it’s full of cock, right?” She watched as Jamie instinctively stroked Roy’s cheekbone. Their interactions were becoming just as intimate as they were with her, and she really loved it. They fit so perfectly together.
“Control the pace,” she ordered. Jamie looked back at her. “Fuck his face.”
Jamie paused and looked down at Roy. “That okay?”
Roy nodded. “He’ll tap you three times if it’s too much,” she decided for them. “Go on, now.”
She watched as Jamie fucked into his mouth experimentally. She rolled the toy around her cunt, keeping it on the lowest setting as she teased herself. She wanted this to last. Jamie rolled his hips into Roy, and Roy gripped his thighs. It was good, but it wasn’t enough.
“Don’t go easy on him, Jamie. Really fuck him. Like you would fuck me.” Keeley appreciated the way he blushed when she said that. Blowjobs were different with her boys, but when Jamie got rough, he got rough. That was what she wanted to bring out in him.
Finally, he started going faster, and harder. Keeley moaned as she heard Roy start to gag. She saw Jamie get hesitant when he heard it, and she ordered him not to stop. Roy could take it. She knew from experience.
Jamie snapped his hips and Roy choked on him. Still, he didn’t tap out. Keeley knew he would if he had to. He took it beautifully, trying to even his breathing as his windpipe was blocked. She was getting so wet from this. She needed to get to the main event or she’d come before she even got to the highest setting.
“That’s good, I want you to fuck him now. Prep him.” She instructed, pulling the toy away so she’d last.
Jamie nodded and pulled out, helping Roy up. “How’s your knee?”
He sounded so earnest and sweet.
“I’m good.” Roy sounded wrecked. But also really sincere. Impulsively, he kissed Jamie. But not a horny kiss like he usually did. It was a passionate, affectionate kiss. Keeley’s heartstrings tugged.
Roy got on the bed, and Jamie got the lube.
“Roy, do you want it on your back or stomach?”
“Stomach, just while he preps me.”
Keeley nodded. She might be calling the shots, but Roy was trusting them with a lot and she wanted him to be as comfortable as possible. She reached under her shirt and groped one of her tits as Jamie coated his finger with lube.
He spread Roy’s legs and rubbed his finger between Roy’s arsecheeks. Roy let out a soft noise.
“Go on, open him up.” She leaned in as she played with her tits.
Jamie pushed his finger in slowly. “Shit, Roy, this is gonna be so good.”
Keeley agreed. She watched as he propped around, crooking his finger until he found the right spot and Roy made more noise. He hadn’t found Roy’s prostate, she knew that. He’d be a lot louder. “Roy, can you take another?”
Roy grunted, which she took as yes. “Give him another finger.”
Jamie pushed in again, and slowly scissored his fingers. He curled them just right and Roy wailed. Ah, there it was. Jamie looked absolutely delighted and started plunging in and out, earning more beautiful noises of pleasure. Roy didn’t seem quite desperate yet, but Keeley needed more.
“Roy, are you ready?”
He nodded, and turned over so he could look at Jamie. “I’m ready.”
Keeley could practically see Jamie’s mouth watering. She grabbed her toy and switched it on again, pressing it against herself with fervor.
Jamie lined his cock up with Roy’s arse and slowly, too slow for Keeley’s taste, pushed in. They moaned in unison when he bottomed out.
“Okay, go slow at first. No, not that slow.” She barked out orders and corrections until Jamie was doing what she wanted. She turned up the vibrations and started running her fingers through her pubic hair, tugging gently to increase stimulation. Her whole body felt warm and fuzzy.
She told Jamie to go faster, and he did. Roy was moaning now. No, that wasn't good enough. If Roy wasn’t whining, Jamie wasn’t doing it right.
“Jamie. Roy is a goddamn footballer. He is not going to break. Fuck him like you mean it.”
Something in Jamie broke and he starting fucking into Roy like an animal. Desperate and frantic, just as she wanted. Finally, there it was. Roy was whining, one of her favorite sounds in the world. She started grinding desperately against the toy, chasing her waves of pleasure. It was everything she wanted and more. Roy was pushing up against Jamie wildly, rolling his hips to meet Jamie’s thrusts.
“Talk to him.” She pressed the toy harder into her clit.
“Fuck, Roy, you feel so fuckin’ good, so fuckin’ tight. Can’t believe I get to see you like this. You’re so fuckin’ beautiful, you look so good like this. Love those fuckin’ noises you keep making, driving me fuckin’ crazy. You’re taking it so well, you’re doing so well, making me feel so good.” A rapid stream of filth and praise dripped from Jamie’s lips, Roy whining more with each word.
Keeley felt it building, she was so close. Just needed a little more from them. “Find his prostate again, make him scream.”
Jamie followed her instructions beautifully and angled his hips just right, nailing Roy’s prostate. He did fucking scream, she wasn’t expecting that. Roy was babbling at that point, a mess of “please”, “fuck”, “more”. He sounded so desperate and needy and Keeley turned the vibrations as high as they went and screamed herself as she bucked into the toy.
Her orgasm hit her like a fucking train. The power of it had her jolting forward, hips bucking wildly, back arching. Pleasure shot through her whole body, until she felt loose and floaty.
Jamie was touching Roy so gently, stroking his chest and face and he whispered, “can I come in you?”
“Please, oh god, Jamie, please, fuck-”
“It’s okay, I got you.” Jamie closed his eyes and snapped his hips, coming just as hard as Keeley, collapsing on Roy.
“Don’t jerk him off,” Keeley said breathlessly.
“The fuck?” Somehow, Roy still managed to growl.
Keeley stood up on wobbly legs and pushed the boys aside, taking Roy’s spot on the bed. “Roy, I need you to fuck me harder than ever before.”
She heard his breath hitch and he lined himself up and did just as she asked. Pleasure shot through her body, coursing electricity and buzzing as Roy chased his release. She didn’t even have to remind him to pull out. They both knew she didn’t like the feeling of them coming inside her, and Roy turned to Jamie, who absolutely did not mind being covered in come. He shot his release all over Jamie who welcomed it. Then he collapsed between them.
“Holy fucking shit.”