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Adam and David had been playing Dead by Daylight together for nearly a year.
Adam had already been familiar with the game via YouTubers and Twitch streamers, and he’d even successfully goaded Scott into playing with him a few times when he’d first downloaded the game years ago, but it wasn’t until Lawrence paid their friend Tucker to build a very fancy gaming PC for Adam as an engagement present that he really had the opportunity to start pouring his time into it.
David, on the other hand, had been completely new to the game when Adam introduced him to it a couple months after the two of them and their respective partners had become one big polycule.
Though it had been an adjustment at first for each of them to suddenly have 2 new boyfriends who were in their own very committed relationships with each other, their dynamics had easily and quickly fallen into place, and it was as much a joy as it was a relief that these new relationships had lasted so long and continued to just work.
And when Adam and David weren’t out at a show or flirting, teasing, eye-fucking, and otherwise indulging each other’s overactive sex drives when their older partners didn’t have the energy to keep up with them, they could often be found playing out trial after trial in the fog. With over 700 hours in the game, Adam still wasn’t very good at it, but David had taken to it like a fish to water, picking up the mechanics and nailing down the strategies of when to be a menace and when to take the game seriously like a seasoned pro.
Lawrence had never really shown that much interest in DBD, occasionally pulling up his desk chair and asking some questions to try to understand what Adam was doing while he watched for a bit, but more often than not, he preferred to lounge on the couch or in the sofa chair in the corner of their home office reading a book while his fiancé played his game, simply relishing in the company of a happy Adam enjoying himself and having fun. How Lawrence was able to focus on his reading while Adam was yelling, screaming, and at times going on extremely frustrated rants about toxic killers or Behavior’s servers, Adam would never know, but he loved the feeling of just knowing the love of his life was in the room with him just to be able to share the same space with him.
Logan, however, was much more curious every time he had the chance to watch David play. It probably helped that David played Dead by Daylight on their Playstation 4 rather than on a computer, so it was much easier for Logan to relax next to his long term partner on the couch as he tried to figure out whatever the hell was going on in any given match. It wasn’t long before he was showing his own marginal interest in playing the game himself, debating if it was worth the money to get their own gaming PC for their little family, or if he should just set up the XBox on the TV in their bedroom and game with his boyfriends that way.
He was reminded of this as he wandered through the living room, David on his combination microphone/headphones headset speaking in the convoluted language of DBD, deciding to settle in beside him fully intending to just watch him play for a little bit. It was spring break and Melissa was visiting her maternal grandparents on Long Island, which meant that Logan and David had the house to themselves all week.
Logan recognized the look of the endgame screen, and reached over, bringing his beloved closer to him as he leaned in and planted a big, wet kiss on his forehead, just below the hairline.
“How’s the game going, darlin’?”
David tilted the microphone on his headset away from his mouth and tilted his head up to lock lips with the man sitting next to him.
“Pretty good actually! We’ve gotten pretty lucky so far tonight, some tough matches but so far everyone is playing fair.”
“Glad to hear it.”
Logan leaned in and gave his boyfriend another slow, audible, wet kiss.
Adam’s deadpan voice came through the other side of the call: “Gay.”
David giggled, “I’m sorry, which one of us have I personally seen take three cocks at the same time?”
“Remind me, where was your dick when that was happening?”
“Is that Adam?” Logan asked, completely unaware of Adam’s side of the conversation.
The man in question sat back and stretched his arms in his big fancy gaming chair in the home office that he and Lawrence shared. “He knows I can hear him when he talks right into the microphone, right?”
David giggled again as he whispered to Logan, “Yes it’s Adam, he says hi.”
“Hi Adam!”
“Hi Logan,” Adam made a smooching noise into the microphone and David passed the greeting along.
“Hey David,” Adam continued in a sly voice, “do you think he wants to try playing tonight? Y’know, maybe we can teach hima thing or two?”
A menacing grin crossed David’s lips, “Yeah, I think that’s a great idea Adam.”
Logan’s eyes went wide, “Oh no, I know that look, what are you two planning?”
“Adam and I just think you should take a crack at the game.”
“Oh, I don’t need to do that, I’m happy to just sit and watch you guys play-”
“No no, it’s fine! You’ve watched me play this for months, I know you’ve been thinking about picking it up, why not give it a shot now? Adam’s here with you, he can teach you.”
“Yeah Logan, I’ll take good care of you.”
“Ya know he can’t hear you when he isn’t wearing the headset, right?”
Logan’s eyes darted to the game, then back to David. While the offer seemed genuine enough, he knew that nothing these two planned could ever be described as innocent.
Still, looking into David’s big, green, puppy dog eyes, he didn’t have any real reason to say no.
“Alright, sure.”
“Yeah!” Adam shouted out over the call.
“Ok, awesome, let me switch seats with you,” David carefully removed the headset that he’d been wearing and handed it over to Logan, crawling over his lap onto the cushions next to them as Logan slid over to the middle of the couch where his boyfriend had been seated.
“Hey baby,” Adam cooed as soon as he heard Logan settle in.
“Hi sweetie, can’t wait to see you guys tomorrow.” David and Logan had opted to take advantage of having the house to themselves for a few days, a rare treat, but had made plans to get together and spend some in person time with their other partners for the next couple days starting in the morning.
Logan made a little kiss noise into the microphone, prompting Adam to giggle and repeat, “Gay.”
Logan chucked and shook his head.
“Ok, so,” David handed over the controller, “I think you should run through the survivor tutorial real fast just so you know what all the buttons are, and then after that you guys can hop into a game!”
“Oh, I don’t want Adam to have to wait-”
“It’ll take you five minutes, it’s fine,” Adam reassured him, “I can take a piss and check on Lare while you’re doing it.”
“Ok, but make sure you grab some water while you’re up, too.”
Logan could hear Adam rolling his eyes, his words laced with affection as his voice drifted away from his microphone, “Ok dad , you’re just as bad as he is I swear to god…”
- - - - - -
Adam came back into the room about 10 minutes later after exchanging some smooches with his love in the kitchen, put his headphones back on, and got comfortable in his chair before tapping his microphone to unmute himself.
“All good?”
A nervous smile sprouted on Logan’s lips, “Yeah, I think I’m ready to give this a shot.”
“Alright, let’s do this!” Adam sent Logan an invite to join the lobby. “Are you gonna stick with Jake, or…?”
Logan looked at the character on his TV screen, a man in a cowboy hat, a studded leather jacket, fingerless gloves, and pants somewhere between the colors yellow and brown with brown knee pads. “Sure, I guess, unless there’s someone it would be better for me to play as?”
He caught David’s quizzical expression out of the corner of his eye, “Sorry, Adam asked if I was going to stick with this guy,” he gestured towards the screen.
“It doesn’t matter, you can go up to the panel on the top left and look around and pick someone different if you want.”
Logan opened the menu of survivors and scrolled through, picking someone about halfway down.
David gave a small nod, “Jill Valentine, nice choice!”
“Oh hell yeah, girls’ night!” Adam cheered as he sent another invite. Logan accepted and watched as he spawned into the lobby next to another female character with white hair, a small hat on her head of some kind, a black crop top with a skull on it and red striped pants.
“Wow, she’s really pretty.”
“Yeah this is Sable, they just added her a couple months ago. I love her.”
The two go through and help Logan pick out his perks, an item and add-ons, then ready up and wait for the in-game matchmaking to take its course.
“You excited?”
“Yeah,” Logan can’t help but feel a smile beaming across his face, “let’s do this!”
Adam and David both cheer, and before they know it they’re in their first match.
It starts off well enough, all of the survivors are able to find and start working on generators before Logan misses a skill check and the generator blows up.
“Ok, so whoever the killer is is gonna know that happened and,” before Adam can finish, an all too familiar music cue kicks in.
“Ah fuck it’s Legion.”
“What does that mean?”
“It means you’re gonna learn about mending real soon.”
Almost out of nowhere, a character in a mask runs up behind Logan’s survivor and gives him a slash.
“Ahh! What do I do?”
“Run!”
The killer stops chasing Logan pretty soon, instead running around and giving everyone a whack until they all have to mend. Adam and David coach him through the rest of the match, and ultimately, mercifully, the Legion opts to get everyone on two hooks, and in the end lets them all go.
“Ok, not bad for your first match, big guy! Think you’re gettin the hang of it?”
“Yeah, yeah that was fun.”
“Hey, can you give the headset to David really quick?”
The smile from Logan’s face drops into a side eye as he looks over at the open discord call on David’s laptop.
“Sure.”
He carefully pulls off the headset and hands it back to David, “What’s up Adam?”
“I think Logan’s ready for you to make the game a little more challenging.”
A mischievous smile creeps across David’s jaw as he locks eyes with the man next to him on the couch. “Yeah, I think that sounds like a great idea.”
Logan’s posture stiffens as concern straightens his spine, “Ok, what are you guys-”
David cuts him off as he hands over the headset, “We just think since you did so well your first match, we’re gonna try to raise the difficulty a little.”
“Okay…”
“Don’t worry Logan,” He knows that tone in Adam’s voice, “David’s gonna make sure you have a great time. Don’t forget to ready up.”
Logan hits the Ready button and as the words “Looking for Match” flash on the bottom right of the screen, he watches David slowly slide from his spot on the couch onto the floor.
“What are you doing?”
He hears Adam giggle. David pushes back the coffee table to make some room and crawls between Logan’s legs.
David puts one hand on each of his partner’s knees, and gently spreads him, running a hand up the inside of his thigh and running his palm over the soft flesh nestled in Logan’s jeans, directly between his legs. “We’re just gonna kick things up a notch, that’s all.”
Logan can’t help but press his hips against David’s open palm. “So, you just wanted me to try playing the game?”
David leans in, giving the fabric above Logan’s already stiffening cock a soft, small bite.
“If you want me to stop-”
“Why would I want you to stop?” Logan says with a smirk, “You think I’m not enough of a gamer to still be able to focus on the game?”
David moaned softly as he rubbed his face against the quickly growing bulge in his lover’s jeans.
“Just making sure you’re up for the challenge, sweetheart.”
Logan heard Adam softly whispering through the headset, “What’s he doing to you, baby?”
Logan locked eyes with the man on his knees in front of him, “He’s touching me, running his hands on me, sliding down my zipper with his teeth.”
Adam gave a satisfied hum, “Will you tell him he’s a good boy for me?”
Logan ran a hand through David’s hair, prompting him to release a pleasured noise of his own, “Adam says you’re a good boy.”
A small whimper resonated in David’s throat. “What does he want me to do now?”
“Well Adam?”
“I think he should take your cock in his throat.”
Logan couldn’t help but laugh. “You sure don’t believe in wasting time, do you?”
“The match is gonna start soon, we don’t have all night.”
With another small laugh, Logan looks back down into his partner’s soft, green eyes. “You should get my pants off, boxers too.”
He lifts up his hips as David gleefully hooks his fingers into the waistband of both garments and pulls them down and off of his legs completely, his erection doing a little bounce as it’s freed from his clothing.
“Now,” Logan’s voice is calm, steady, “get it wet.”
David’s tongue rolls out of his mouth and he drags the tip of it along the underside of Logan’s cock starting at the base at a nearly agonizingly slow pace, breaking contact entirely when he gets to the very tip of his lover’s engorged head.
“Hmmmm so that’s how it’s going to be, is it?”
David giggles as he repeats the entire motion again, just as slowly.
“Fuck…” Logan’s eyes rolled into the back of his head.
Adam’s low and amorous voice crept through the headset, “Tell me what he’s doing to you, Logan.”
Logan exhaled softly, “He’s teasing me, the way you little shits like to do.”
They both giggled.
Adam’s smugness came through loud and clear as he said, “Oh yeah? And how’s that?”
“He’s running his tongue along my cock…but he’s not sucking on it…”
“Tisk tisk, what a naughty boy that David is, guess you’ll have to- oh look, the match is starting!”
Logan opened his eyes to see that they had spawned onto a map with a cornfield and a two story farmhouse with white, peeling paint, revealing the wood underneath.
“Ready?” Adam teased.
Another soft moan was pulled from Logan’s chest as David gave his sack a lick before popping one of his balls in his mouth and giving it a little suck.
“Bring it.”
Logan’s survivor makes her way to a generator and starts to repair it. Just as the first skill check pops up, David’s jaw opens wide and in one swift motion, he takes Logan’s entire length down his throat.
Logan misses the skill check and blows up the gen.
“Fuck, David…”
“Don’t lose focus now, you better concentrate,” Adam taunts.
Logan gets back on the generator, zeroing in as David wraps a hand around the base of his cock and lovingly bobs his head up and down along his shaft with an even, steady rhythm, his lips already soft and wet around his doctor’s fully hard cock.
He nails the next skill check, hears a screeching noise, and suddenly the killer is giving him a whack.
“Oh no, it looks like The Nurse got you, that’s too bad…”
Logan is hardly paying attention to Adam’s words as it’s taking everything in him to not drop the controller and fuck his partner’s face into oblivion. At least he has a moment to enjoy the sweet sensation of his lover’s tongue teasing the underside of his head as he goes on first hook, loudly moaning David’s name.
One of the two random survivors playing with them gets the save, and the killer is immediately on Logan again.
“Hell no, you are not getting tunneled out of the match first thing so you can sit there and just enjoy yourself.”
Adam runs over and is able to distract the killer long enough for Logan to get away.
David, meanwhile, slows his pace and loosens his lips around Logan’s cock, tenderly running them over his head over and over again while the tip of his tongue gets a taste of the precum leaking from Logan’s slit.
“God, David…”
Logan’s hips begin to rock with the movement of David’s head, they both moan.
“How does it feel, Logan?”
“So good, Adam, it feels so good…” Logan locks eyes with his partner on his knees before him again and gives him a wink, “Wish you were here, too right now, Adam.” He can see David’s smile through his mouth full of cock.
“Oh yeah? You want me on my knees in front of you, sharing your cock?”
“Yeah I do, just imagine how distracting it would be for me to have you both here, taking turns fucking both of your throats while you touch each other…”
David makes some very lusty noises and starts gently thrusting against air.
Logan gives him a teasing smile.
“Do you want to touch yourself, David?” The other man’s eyes go wide as he hums on Logan’s sex with a nod. “I don’t know, what do you think Adam, can David touch himself?”
Logan hears Adam release a breathy exhale, “I don’t know, I don’t think he’s-”
“Are you touching yourself, Adam?”
Adam freezes. He had, in fact, slid his hand down below the waistband of his sweatpants and started rubbing his fingertip in slow, soft circles on his clit.
“No?”
“Adam, you’re sitting there getting off and trying to tell David that he can’t? That’s not very nice, is it David?”
David gives another little hum and gently gives a small shake of his head as he continues to suck and work his lips around Logan’s.
“You know, I think David has actually been a very good boy. But you, Adam, you can just sit and listen for a while.”
Adam let out an extremely dramatic whine, “Logan please, I’ll be good, I promise I’ll be good.”
“Ok then, prove it.”
“Tell me what to do, I’ll do anything,” Adam pleaded with yearning.
“Make sure I don’t die first.”
“That’s it?”
“That’s it.”
“Easy peasy, consider it fuckin done,” Adam says with determination as his hips gently rock across the seat of his chair.
Apparently, he can’t.
Between Logan’s skill level, the way David is alternating between taking him all the way down his throat and just working the most sensitive parts of him with only his tongue and his lips, and the insistence of the killer, Logan is the first of the four survivors to die during the match.
“Fuck!”
“Too bad Adam, guess now you just have to listen to this,” Logan sets the controller down on the couch next to him and weaves his hands into David’s hair. He feels his partner relax, relinquishing control, and Logan begins thrusting into his mouth at an absolutely punishing pace. Adam can hear every single slurping, gagging noise David is making as Logan groans in pleasure.
“Oh Adam it feels so good, David you feel so fucking good,” Logan can already feel himself starting to build towards his climax, getting ready to spill every drop he has to give down his lover’s throat.
“You’d better not be trying to cum right now.”
Logan pulls himself out of the man between his knees, and David instinctually reaches up and starts stroking his soaking wet cock as he catches his breath.
“Why not, Adam?”
“You don’t get to cum until you survive another match.”
“Oh yeah? Is that what you want?”
“Yeah that’s what I want. I want you begging for it.”
Logan smiles down at his partner as he licks and sucks and kisses his frenulum.
“Would be a real pity if I kept dying first then, wouldn’t it?”
Adam groaned, “Logan, please…”
“David, I want you to stroke your cock. Be nice and loud so Adam can hear how good it feels over the sound of you sucking my cock.”
A wicked, playful smile bloomed on David’s lips, “Whatever you say, gorgeous.”
He stands, pulls down and steps out of his sweatpants, and Logan tilts the headset’s microphone out of the way as he leans forward and takes him in his mouth, reaching around him to grab his ass with both hands as he sucks on him with the perfect rhythm to make David bury his fingers in his boyfriend’s hair and cry out his name.
“Oh my god, you’re killing me…” Adam whimpers through the call, taking in every sound the two men make as Logan swallows David’s cock down to the base, cradling his shaft with his tongue as he pulls his head back and sucks.
David tightens his grip in Logan’s hair, “How does it sound Adam? Does he sound as good as he feels?”
Adam’s mind is swimming as his hunger for some kind of sexual release crashes over him. It feels like hours before he is out of the match and back in the lobby with Logan, commanding him to ready up again.
Logan slowly pulls his lips back along David’s cock and releases him from his mouth with a loud pop, giving his tight butt another squeeze. “There you go, nice and wet for you.”
David can hardly think, “Fuck I love you so fucking much.”
“I love you, too.” Logan grabs his shirt and pulls him down for a deep kiss, giving his lower lip a small bite before David resumes his previous position between the man’s legs and immediately taking himself in one hand while gently massaging his partner’s balls with the other, his tongue worshiping Logan’s beautiful, glistening stiffness.
The next match starts. They’re in a run down, rusted, decaying looking building with barbed wire and cages everywhere.
“Oh no, not Midwich,” Adam immediately whines.
He hears the sound of a bell off in the distance.
Ok, Wraith on Midwich, just gotta make sure Logan doesn’t die first, just gotta make sure he doesn’t die first…
Adam doesn’t even bother trying to find generators, not that he usually can on this map. The only thing he cares about is keeping Logan alive long enough that he can finally give himself some relief from the desire boiling inside him and the wetness seeping into the crotch of his sweatpants.
The Wraith hooks the other two survivors and then Adam before he ever finds Logan.
Unfortunately, they are not so lucky when it comes to the next round of hooks, and before Adam is even on his second hook, Logan is on death hook and in chase again.
“Fuck!”
Adam’s sexual frustration builds as Logan moans and teases, “Oh no, Adam, looks like I’m going to die first…”
He hears David’s slurping and gagging intensify between his own hums of pleasure while he quickly runs a hand along his shaft and over his own head, slick with Logan’s spit.
“No please please please, get me, hit me-”
Adam gets his wish, but not before the killer downs Logan. Adam tries to run and block the hook so Logan can wiggle out, but the blonde is a little too distracted to hit his skill checks and the brunette is downed himself in the process. He watches as Logan is once again the first one killed.
Adam shoots up out of his chair and curses. He can hear Logan and David laugh on the other end of the call.
“Guess you have to wait a little longer, Adam!”
Adam gives a sexually frustrated huff.
“I’ll be right back.”
He taps his microphone to mute himself, just about throws off his headphones, and storms out of the room and into the kitchen where Lawrence is drying his hands, just finishing up washing the dishes.
“Hi honey, how is your game-”
Adam launches himself up on his toes and slams their mouths together with such force that his fiancé stumbles a little, pinning him back against the countertops behind him. The older man readjusts so their lips slot together perfectly and Adam slides his tongue between them deep into his lover’s mouth.
Lawrence places his hands on his partner’s waist, holding him in place, and then breaks from the kiss first. “I guess that’s a good-”
Without a word, Adam grabs Lawrence’s wrist and drags him into their home office, positioning him with his back to the computer.
He points under the desk, “On your knees, now.”
“Adam, I-”
Whatever Lawrence was about to fire off died in his throat as soon as he saw Adam completely remove his sweatpants in one swift motion, revealing that he was wearing nothing underneath.
With a coy smile and a raise of his eyebrows, the middle aged man made his way into position under the desk with a quiet old man grunt.
Adam leapt back into his chair and spread his legs, resting his knees over Lawrence’s shoulders. “You,” he snapped his fingers and pointed to his cunt with the same hand, “now.”
Lawrence looked up at him with his sweet, soft blue eyes as he reached up and spread him with two fingers, exposing his drenched and aching cock. The older man tenderly placed his lips around it, and began to suck.
“Oh fuck Lare, fuck yes,” Adam immediately starts grinding against his face, he’s doing too good of a job pleasing his partner too quickly. “Ok, slow down just a little, just for a bit.”
Lawrence obliges and Adam puts his headphones back on, immediately greeted by the sound of David calling out Logan’s name as the blonde once again takes his boyfriend down his throat.
Adam unmutes his mic, “Ok, I’m back- ahmmmph - Lare is here.”
Logan slowly pulls his lips along his lover’s shaft, sucking the whole way, causing David to whimper at the absence of him as Logan releases him from his mouth.
“Adam, are you cheating?”
“You said I couldn’t touch myself, you didn’t say Lawrence couldn’t eat me out.”
Logan cocks an eyebrow with a snort, “Crafty little fucker.”
Adam kept his eyes locked onto his fiancé’s between his legs, “That’s why you all love me.”
Lawrence kissed his clit and opened his jaw a little wider, sliding his tongue into his beloved’s already soaking wet hole.
“Fuck, Lawrence…”
Logan started slowly stroking David’s slick cock, pulling the softest and sweetest noises out of him. “Did you tell him the rules, Adam?”
“ hmmmph - Logan can’t cum until he survives another match,” Adam whispered through the rising and falling of his chest.
“And,” Logan’s eyes flicked from his partner’s down to his throbbing erection and back again, prompting David to obediently drop back down to his knees in front of the man, holding his member still with one hand and giving his tip a lovingly devoted kiss, “I think there should be a new rule. I think, Adam, you don’t get to cum until I do. In fact, no one gets to cum until I do.”
David’s devilish giggle told him that this was something they’d decided while Adam was summoning his partner.
“But that’s not fair…” Adam started to protest.
Logan rested a hand on the back of David’s head, playing with his hair while the younger man resumed bobbing his head up and down Logan’s cock, “Was it fair for you to bring Lawrence into this?”
Adam groaned as he rolled his hips into his partner’s mouth.
“Tell Lawrence you’re sorry for bringing him into this.”
“I’m sorry I brought you into this Lawrence.”
The older man simply smiled and shrugged, “I always enjoy spending time with you and our partners, love.”
Logan’s even tone continued despite the feeling of David kissing, sucking on, and moaning into his balls while he tightly gripped and stroked the head of his cock with one hand and his own with the other. “And tell him the new rule.”
Adam sighed, “And, no one can cum until Logan cums.”
“Well then,” Lawrence dragged his tongue gingerly through Adam’s folds, pulling a cry from the younger man as he applied just a little more pressure to his t-dick when he passed over it, sliding one hand up Adam’s thighs and another down between his own legs, “sounds like you had better keep him alive.”
He pressed his lips around his lover’s clit again, giving it a tender suck as he slid two thick, meaty fingers deep into him, bending them just enough to massage the man’s G-spot with his fingertips.
Adam’s back arched as he cried out, “Oh fuck Lawrence, Lawrence!”
“Are you breaking the new rule already?”
“No!” The last thing he wanted to do now was disappoint Logan, “just…just feels really fucking good, that’s all.”
Logan grunted as David took his entire length down his throat once more, “What’s he doing to you, Adam?”
“He’s sucking on me- fuck - and fingering me, fingering me fucking deep.”
“He’s so good to you, isn’t he?” Logan purred.
“He’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”
A moment passes as the two men relax into their partners’ mouths, satisfaction washing over them before Logan regains some sense of composure.
“Ok then Adam,” Logan pushes the Ready button, “Ready up.”
Lawrence plants a tender kiss on the inside of Adam’s thigh, “Tell me if you want me to stop, ok?”
Adam gives him a little nod and runs his fingers through his lover’s blonde locks. “You can go back to cleaning in the kitchen if you want to.”
Lawrence nuzzles into the soft skin of his fiancé’s thigh, “Now why would I want to do that?”
He slowly starts to move his fingers in and out of his partner, Adam groans.
“I love you.”
“I love you, too,” Lawrence plants another delicate kiss to Adam’s clit, then takes him in his mouth again, gently sucking on him.
“Fuck, I love you so much…” Adam whispers as his eyes roll into the back of his head, taking in a deep breath, “I love you, too, Logan.”
“I love you, too, Adam.”
The match loads up and they find themselves in a forest with a large log cabin in the middle of it.
Adam hears a familiar hum.
“It’s Huntress,” he whispers.
“ ah David fck - The bunny lady?”
Adam lets out a soft, breathy laugh, “Yeah, the bunny lady.”
They each find their own separate generators to start working on, when Adam’s survivor is narrowly missed by a hatchet.
He springs off the gen and runs, At least if she’s chasing me, she isn’t chasing Logan.
His doctor’s fingers start moving a little faster inside him, and Adam is momentarily distracted by the sound of fabric as Lawrence undoes and pulls himself from his pants, already fully erect. The vibration of him moaning onto Adam’s clit as he takes himself in his hand is enough to make Adam run directly into the killer, going down and being carried to his first hook.
A deep moan escapes from Logan’s chest as David smoothly bounces his head along his pulsating sex.
“I can come and get you Adam-”
“No she’s just standing here, ah , go do a gen.”
“But Adam, don’t you want my help?”
“Fuck off Logan.”
“Sounds like you want my help.”
One of the two random survivors on their team tries to go for the save, and The Huntress downs them, and to Adam’s horror, just leaves them on the ground.
Oh no.
“Logan she’s gonna slug, don’t come over here I’m serious.”
The killer follows the survivor on the ground as they crawl away, keeping an eye on the hook to see if anyone else tries to go for the save. She spots and successfully hits the other random survivor on their team with a hatchet, chases them down, downs them, and then hooks them. She only moves far enough away to position herself on a nearby hill where she can keep both hooks and the downed survivor in her line of sight.
David takes Logan to the base again and gags, the spasm of his throat pulling a lustful sound from his partner that makes Adam thrust his hips into Lawrence’s fingers in a desperate attempt to take him deeper.
The other survivor on hook attempts to jump and fails, causing them to go to the second hook stage.
“Adam, I can’t just let them die.”
Adam whimpers, trying not to let his want cloud his judgment. He knows Logan is right.
“Ok but- ah - you get out of there if she- oh fuck - hits you with a hatchet.”
Logan makes his way to the hook, and the killer snipes him from her post.
“Logan get out of there!” Adam begs, grinding his hips against Lawrence as his love continues to suck him and fuck him with his fingers.
The other survivor dies on hook as Logan starts to run, is chased down, and then hooked himself.
His survivor does not make it out of the match.
“No no please…” Adam is writhing against his partner’s mouth, and Lawrence lets out a deep groan that gets a cry from Adam. Lawrence briefly removes his fingers, causing Adam to release another dramatic, wanting cry, as he runs Adam’s slick over his cock, getting himself nice and wet as he continues to stroke himself.
“Guess we’ll have to play another match, better ready up.”
“I’m bringing a fucking shroud so we spawn together,” Adam growled.
Sure, whatever that means . Logan chuckled and looked down to his partner, running his fingers through David’s dark, wavy hair with affection as he waited for the next match to load. It’s truly unbelievable how pretty the man looks on his knees, face red and flushed, saliva running out of the sides of his mouth and over his scars, Logan’s fully hardened phallus only half visible while his lover caresses the rest of it with his lips. How he could get so lucky to be so deeply loved by someone who would want to share an experience like this with him, who would want to share any part of himself with him after what he’d done to him, was a mystery that stirred something deep and soft and sad within him. Gazing into his soft, green eyes, all he could think about was how much he loved him in return, and how he’d spend the rest of his life showing it to him however he could every single second of every single day.
The next match loads and they’re in some kind of old west setting. Sure enough, Logan and Adam spawn in together and start working on a generator in the corner of a map near a couple tall cacti and a small, white tent. It isn’t long before a very large, hulking figure can be seen approaching them from off in the distance.
“It’s Oni.”
Logan isn’t sure what that means, nor does he care to ask at this point.
“Hide,” Adam moans as Lawrence delicately flicks the tip of his tongue against his clit and returns to making a relaxed massaging motion inside of him with his fingertips.
Somehow, The Oni doesn’t see them, and they’re able to resume and finish their generator.
The match starts going extremely well. The generator at gallows pops, saloon pops, one by one the generators go off with very few hooks between the survivors until they only need one more to power the exit gates and win the match.
“Oh god, we might do this,” Adam whimpers as his wet cunt twitches around Lawrence’s fingers, “just one more, one more-”
And that’s when Adam realizes where all of the remaining generators are.
“ Fuck we three gen’d ourselves.”
Logan’s hips buck into David’s mouth with a grunt at his lover’s quickening pace, focusing solely on sucking on his swollen glans while using a hand to stroke his shaft, “What does that mean?”
“It means all the remaining gens are on the other side of the map.”
They’re close, so close.
Adam shakes his head as he tries to focus, giving Logan direction on when to run and when to hide as the survivors try to repair one last generator to win the match, kicking himself for having been too fucking distracted and driven by his desire for Logan to just win to have noticed which gens had gone off.
Adam’s thighs tighten around Lawrence’s head, holding him in place as he desperately ruts against his mouth, doing everything he can not to release everything he’s holding back as his lover's soft and wet lips gingerly caress his t-dick.
One by one, The Oni is able to catch the survivors until once again, Logan is the only one who isn’t dead or on a hook.
“Go for hatch!”
“What?”
“A hatch will spawn on the map when you’re the last one left alive, if you find it before he does, you win,” Adam let out a sharp whine on Lawrence’s quickening fingers, “please Logan, I don’t know how much more I can take.”
“I don’t know, Adam, David seems fine, aren’t you, David?”
David pulls his mouth off of Logan’s cock with a loud slurp, “I’m having a great time.”
“See? How about Lawrence, is he ready to cum yet?”
Adam whimpered, “Do you wanna cum, baby?”
Lawrence let out another deep groan against his partner’s cunt at the term of endearment before pulling his lips away from him, revealing a devilish grin. “I’m not in any hurry.”
“Baby please…”
“Focus on your game, sweetheart.” Lawrence gave a kiss on the hood of his clit, then ran the flat of his tongue over it, applying a dizzying amount of pressure.
“ Oh come ON!”
With Adam dead on hook, he goes into spectator mode, then closes his eyes and laces his fingers into Lawrence’s hair, grinding against him at a slow, steady pace. He hears Lawrence mumble, “I love you,” into his cunt.
“I love you, too, Lawrence, I love you so much.”
Then he hears it, the sound of the hatch.
His eyes shoot open.
“Oh my god Logan to your right, your right!”
Despite all of Logan’s teasing, he is very much eager to finally release himself down his partner’s throat. David’s lips are moving quickly on Logan’s cock, his tongue embracing Logan’s swelling and aching head as he sucks as hard as he can, his hands moving faster on both of their shafts and applying extra pressure on his own.
Lawrence’s fingers are moving deftly in and out of his partner as a mix of his saliva and his beloved’s juices cover his hand and run down his wrist, sucking and tonguing Adam’s sweet little button.
This is it, they’ve got this, they’ve got this, they are finally going to all be sorely disappointed when the killer runs up, hits, downs Logan, and closes the hatch in his face.
“No, I was right there!” Logan wails, David groans in frustration, Adam jumps straight out of his chair and starts pacing back and forth along his desk swearing at the top of his lungs.
Lawrence stifles a giggle as he watches his fiancé tear off his headphones and stomp out of the room. He picks them up and puts them on to the delightful sounds of his boyfriends laughing on the other end of the line as much at themselves as they are at Adam’s sexually frustrated little tantrum, his own voice dripping with affection much the same way his face is dripping with his and Adam’s fluids.
“Hi sweetheart.”
Logan smiles at the unexpected sound of his other boyfriend’s voice, his hips gently thrusting into the air as David holds his cock in place and peppers tender, adoring kisses all along the underside of his shaft. “Hey darlin, how’s your evening?”
“Well, I was cleaning up around the house, and then I suddenly found myself here.”
They chuckle together.
Lawrence’s face scrunches up in a playfully quizzical frown, “How did this start, anyway?”
“Well, apparently this was Adam’s idea, but he’s just so fun and easy to mess with that I kinda took over.”
David giggles on his partner’s cock again, Lawrence snorts, “That he is.”
Adam marches back into the room carrying a towel and a box of tissues, dropping the tissues onto the floor next to Lawrence and the towel on the seat of his chair, ripping off his shirt before settling down on top of the towel. Lawrence handed him his headphones as the younger man placed his knees over his shoulders again.
“When I cum- when we all , cum- I want you to put your dick in me and fuck me and use me to cum, got it?”
Lawrence gingerly planted a doting kiss into Adam’s pubic hair. “If that’s what you want, love. Are you sure you’ll be-”
“Yes.”
Adam took his lover’s face in both hands and smashed their lips together, snaking his tongue into his partner’s mouth to get a deep taste of himself on him. He moaned softly, holding them together for a moment, then pulled away, put his headphones back on, and focused his eyes back to the monitor in front of him.
He heard the rustling of fabric as Logan pulled off his own shirt.
“Honey,” Logan’s voice swelled with fondness as he delicately set a hand on David’s cheek, “when you cum I want it all over me, ok? Chest, stomach, I don’t care, I want to feel you everywhere.”
David turned his face to nuzzle into him, landing a kiss directly in the middle of his palm, his big, wide green eyes drifting back to his beloved’s. “My pleasure.”
Logan sits up and looks at the TV straight ahead. “Ready?”
Adam closes his eyes and slowly exhales. “Ready.”
They both ready up.
Adam lets out the most pathetic noise anyone has ever heard as Lawrence’s tongue finds its way back through his folds and back to his dick.
An absolutely sinful sound slips past Logan’s lips as David fills his throat with his lover’s cock once again.
Lawrence trails his fingers through Adam’s wetness again, getting his hand nice and slick, and he and David each take themselves in one hand and their partners in the other, starting back up from a steady and easy pace with each of them.
Logan and Adam run their fingers through the hair of their loves as they wait for the match to load.
It’s a desert looking map with tombs and stone slabs and blots of ink drifting through the air.
Eyrie of Crows , Adam thinks to himself, we’ve got this .
Adam and Logan make their way to the generator in main building and start working on it as Lawrence slides his fingers on his free hand back into his beloved and David starts to quicken his pace on Logan’s cock.
It’s quiet, only the soft sound of Adam and Logan’s moans can be heard until out of nowhere, the killer pops up behind Adam and he blows up the gen, “Oh my god it’s Ghostface, we have to-”
The killer isn’t chasing him.
Instead, the Ghostface sits there and looks between Adam and Logan’s survivors and then looks back to the generator.
Adam can hardly believe their luck. “Nice killer??”
“Nice killer?” Logan repeats.
“We got a nice killer! We got a nice killer! We got this, we’re winning this!”
“Oh my god,” Logan groans.
“Let’s get these gens done, baby, we got this!!”
“Oh thank god…”
Adam can’t help but smile to himself hearing Logan’s resolve break. His eyes flick back down to Lawrence, “I’m going to tell you how many gens we have left and I want you to go harder on me with each one.” Lawrence responded with an affirming noise and a nod as he dutifully continued suck the love of his life’s clit.
“Four gens.”
Lawrence began to thrust his fingers in and out of Adam’s sopping wet hole a little faster.
Logan’s hips eagerly started to buck through David’s soft, wet lips as he continued to stroke and suck him.
“Three gens,” a weak cry lept from Adam’s lips, “give me another finger, I need it.”
Lawrence happily obliged and Adam’s back arched at the stretch of it. Lawrence’s pace increased inside his partner and on himself, David moaned onto his lover’s cock as he tightened his grip on himself and began stroking himself faster.
“ ahphk - Two gens.”
Adam's bare thighs were squeezed around his beloved’s skull, Logan groaned as his partner took him deep in his throat again.
A high pitched gasping whine burst through Adam’s lips, “One more gen, oh my god one more gen!”
Lawrence moaned into his partner’s cunt as he was starting to build himself up to climax, David whimpered with the impending sense of his own release.
“Oh my god just the exit gates, we just have to open an exit gate!”
Logan’s chest is heaving with every breath of anticipation, his eyes flick down to David, “Baby can I fuck your face?”
David nods with a consenting hum, not wanting to pull himself off of his boyfriend’s cock to say any actual words.
Lawrence mercilessly fingers Adam’s cunt into oblivion as he sucks him off, his remaining fist slamming against his beloved in the exact way he lived for.
The alarm on the gate groans, a bell chimes as it opens, triggering the end game collapse, and then Adam and Logan’s survivors are running through and into the sands of the post-match screen with Logan having survived the match.
Logan throws the controller down next to him, grabs onto the back of David’s head, and ruthlessly fucks into his face as hard as he can take it, crying out the man’s name and telling him how much he loves him over and over and over again until he finally hits his climax and spills everything inside of him into the man’s throat with an unholy roar.
David sucks out every last drop, saving some in his oral cavity as he stands up and slams his lips against Logan’s, spitting his own cum back into his mouth and pulling a moan from Logan’s throat as he triumphantly swallows himself, muffling the lustful sounds of David’s own release as he splatters himself all over his boyfriend’s chest. If Logan hadn’t already just finished cumming, feeling the heat and the wetness of his partner’s orgasm would have pushed him over the edge just now.
Adam throws his head back, “Oh god don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop!” thrusting and rutting against anything his Lawrence will give him until he screams as his cunt clamps down on his fiancé’s fingers, spasming and squirting and completely drenching the man on his knees in front of him with his orgasm.
Lawrence fingers him through it, waiting until he can feel him just start to relax before he pulls out his fingers and hustles to his feet. His eyes locked on to his beloved’s as Adam’s legs desperately fell apart, begging for him, “Oh God yes, fuck me Lawrence, please please!”
His cock meets no resistance as he glides into his partner to the base and fucks into him at an absolutely punishing pace, driven by Adam’s continued, “Yes use me to cum, fucking use me please,” until Lawrence cries out with a loud groan as he fills his partner’s cunt with every last drop his release has to offer.
The four of them are all frozen in place, panting and buzzing with cumdrunk endorphins, chests heaving, all just trying to catch their breath.
Adam cups Lawrence’s cheek with his palm and whispers, “I am gonna ride you so hard in a couple hours.”
Lawrence quietly laughs, and leans down as Adam pulls him in for a slow, passionate kiss, their tongues dancing and exchanging the taste of Adam’s sex together.
Adam breaks away with a deep breath and a loud, “I need a cigarette and a shower!”
Logan and Lawrence both chuckle and say almost in unison, “Yeah, a shower sounds good.”
David pulls off his shirt and straddles his partner, their arms wrapping around each other, rubbing their chests together and smearing David’s cum all over both of them as they barrage each other with strong, amorous kisses.
Adam and Lawrence share another kiss, and Adam whispers against his fiancé’s lips, “How did I get so lucky…”
Lawrence smiles as their lips slot together, soft and wet. “I ask myself that everyday.”
Logan’s hands trail down David’s back and settle on his hip bones, breaking away from another deep kiss and asking into the microphone, “We’re still on for tomorrow?”
“Yeah,” Adam looks up into his lover’s beautiful blue eyes, tracing his soft jawline with a finger, “we’re still on for tomorrow.”
“Then we’ll see you then, 10am.”
“Yeah, I guess I can be awake by then.”
Logan laughed and gave David’s hip a little squeeze as he looked up into his eyes, “You and David both.”
The four men exchange their good nights and I love you’s, and before they end the call David puts the headset back on and says, “Hey Adam, GGs.”
“Yeah,” Adam chuckles, “GGs.”