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It was cold outside, colder than usual. Not yet frosty but cold enough that you could see your breath easily. Charlie was sitting on the couch with his friends talking to each other while Ted rolled a joint and Schlatt held a drink in his hand as he leaned back on the couch. Charlie didn't have anything in his hands, just twiddling his thumbs as he watched the two. He loved talking to them but sometimes he wished he also did something like they did, he didn't smoke, not because he was worried about his lungs but he just never really had the want to. He didn't drink because he wasn't a big fan of the taste and he hated dealing with hangovers.
“I'm gonna go smoke this outside, you guys wanna come with?” Ted asks as he stands up, holding a green lighter and the joint. It looked a bit messed up, Charlie thinks but he would probably do way worse.
Schlatt grunted as he stood up as well with his drink, pouring a bit more into his glass and nodded “Yeah sure, Charlie you wanna come?” He looked over at the shortest man, who quickly nodded and stood up, stretching his arms.
“Yeah, I'll join.” he responds, following them out to the balcony.
Ted stood in between them, lighting his joint and taking a long drag before blowing it out. Charlie watched the smoke as Ted blew it, watching it swirl in the balcony light, along with his own breath, not even paying attention to the conversation that they were supposedly having. He looked over Ted’s shoulder to peer at Schlatt who was leaning against the railing, talking to Ted as he nursed his drink, sipping out of it occasionally. Charlie watches aptly at each puff of air leaving his mouth, transfixed. Eventually, his eyes wandered back to Ted and the joint that rests between his middle and index finger.
If he could get away with it, Charlie would blame the second hand smoke for not noticing Schlatt nudging at Ted and motioning towards him discreetly with a tilt of his head. Ted smirks at the way Charlie eyes his joint. “You want a hit?” he questions, his voice not hiding his grin.
Charlie looked at Ted's face, embarrassed. Heat spreads down his body despite the cold. “I uh- well i've never-” he was cut off by Ted's chuckle.
He watches Ted inhale, not breaking eye contact. He didnt breathe the smoke out strangely enough and as he was about to say something, Ted grabbed the back of his head, pulling him closer until their lips were barely a hair's width away. Charlie instinctively opened his mouth, his eyes wide as he felt Ted's lips barely brush over his own and smoke fill his mouth. His hands went to Ted’s shoulders, gripping them tightly as he shut his eyes, letting out a quiet whimper when Ted pulled away. He breathes in, letting the smoke fill his lungs before blowing it out in a few coughs.
Shifting back slightly, he stands back up straighter only to feel a hand snake around his waist from behind. Glancing over his shoulder he saw Schlatt with his signature shit eating grin, his drink in hand. No words were exchanged between them, only knowing heated looks. He watches as Schlatt takes a sip out of his drink. Or well, he thought he did. He didn't swallow and before he knew it Schlatt grabbed his cheeks and pressed their lips together. Charlie's hand grabbed onto Schlatt’s shirt as his mouth opened, feeling Schlatt push the burning liquid into his mouth.
He didnt swallow, mostly too stunned to do so until Schlatt pulled away and leaned closer to his ear to whisper huskily, “Swallow.”
And listened, he did. He swallows with a barely restrained shiver, feeling the liquid burn down his throat. Schlatt chuckled, but refrained from pulling away. Instead he pulled him closer, his breath warm against the shell of his ear.
“Good boy.”
Charlie felt his legs get weak, and he whined quietly when Schlatt let go of his face. He felt another hand on him, on his shoulder this time and there's a joint pressed to his lips. He looked up at Ted and his wicked grin, something evil behind his eyes, but took the joint nonetheless and inhaled the smoke. It burned his throat and when the joint was pulled away he breathed it out, coughing and feeling Schlatt’s hold on him tighten. His head began to spin, feeling the effects of the first hit. He felt lighter, his head getting more empty as he just wanted to stay with the two men.
It's not that he's never been high or drunk before. He got drunk during his stay in Brazil and he got high years ago back then when Lunch Club was still a thing. Cooper offered a joint to him and he decided to smoke a bit and ended up laying on the couch leaning on Cooper's side, watching tv while eating snacks. It was a calm night and he really enjoyed being relaxed with his friends. He hasn't smoked since.
This was different. Back then he wasn't being touched like he was right now. He didn't have two of his closest and very hot friends staring at him like he's a delicious meal. It was overwhelming, but fuck it was so good. His eyes were half lidded as he stared at Ted in front of him, feeling Schlatt behind him, his broad chest against his back.
He felt a cold hand going up his shirt and a glass to his lips. Schlatt made him drink and his eyes slipped shut as Ted's hands started to feel up his chest. His throat burned as the glass was pulled away and he barely got a chance to breathe before Ted was holding the joint back up to his lips. He whined quietly.
“C'mon, be a good boy for us Char…” Ted spoke. Fuck, curse him for wanting to be good. He inhales the smoke, some of the ash falling onto Ted's hand. Charlie blew out the smoke, this time without coughing, “So good baby, didn't even cough.” Schlatt smirked, Charlie whined and leaned back more onto Schlatt, craving the warmth from him.
Schlatt was just so big and his hands were so warm, unlike the frigid air and unlike Ted, whose hands were cold and left goosebumps wherever they touched. Charlie shivered. He couldn't complain too much, it felt so nice getting this attention. The high made everything so much more noticeable. He was thinking things he wouldn't think about sober, like feeling Ted's blunt fingernails graze his skin, or Schlatt’s mutton chops occasionally brushing his ear.
“Come on, let's head inside. You seem cold.” Ted says as he starts to pull Charlie closer to himself, only for Schlatt to grip him tighter.
“He's cold because of you.” Schlatt snaps, glaring over Charlie's shoulder. There was a short standoff between Schlatt and Ted, both silently shooting daggers at each other until Charlie stuttered out a quick rebuff “M-maybe we should go b-back inside, just so it's more comfortable?”
He hears Schlatt huff and sees Ted smile smugly. “One more hit” Ted said and held the remnants of the joint -a roach, Charlie reminds himself if his memory serves him right, close to his lips.
Charlie whined and looked up at Ted, seeing the look on his face and immediately succumbing to inhaling the smoke. When Ted pulled the roach away Schlatt grabbed Charlie's chin and pulled his face to his own, putting his lips on Charlie’s who blew the smoke into his mouth. He gripped Schlatt’s arm as they pulled away, watching Schlatt blow out the smoke into the dark cold sky.
“That’s not fair! You got to kiss him twice,” Ted huffed, and before he knew it Ted wrapped his arm around Charlie's waist and pulled him out of Schlatt’s grasp, he gasped quietly before Ted pulled him in for a deep kiss.
Ted's lips were cold but soft, it felt nice kissing him, Schlatt scoffed behind him, “Yeah sure, take him all you want, I know he likes being warm.” Ted kissed him for a bit longer then pulled away, Charlie's head was spinning, barely listening to the two, he was focused on how his lips felt, he wanted more.
Before he knew it he was walking inside with the other two on either side of him. He was sitting back on the couch, facing Ted and Schlatt behind him again, and a clear tent in his pants. Schlatt grabbed his bottle of alcohol, pouring another cup and taking a sip himself. The more he got intoxicated the more he felt less shame. Ted dipped his cold hands back under his shirt while Schlatt slid his hands around his thighs, spreading his legs open a bit as he watched with his head over his shoulder. Charlie whimpered quietly at the pairs of eyes on him, mostly on the tent in his pants.
“Fuck Charlie,” Schlatt groans. “Haven't been touched like this in a while huh? Already hard and we've barely done anything,” he chuckles, rubbing his inner thigh. Charlie so wished he wasn't wearing jeans, wanting to feel his warm hands on his thighs. “I-..I haven't been h-high in a long time, makes me more sensitive..” he mumbles and looks away. He heard the two men chuckle, then there was a big warm hand on his crotch. He gasped and looked down, seeing the sleeve of Schlatt’s sweater. He whined and grinded up into his hand, then Ted held his waist down so he couldn't move.
Charlie looked at Ted with begging eyes but those quickly slipped shut when Schlatt started grinding his palm on his dick through his pants. He moaned and leaned his head back against Schlatt,
“F-fuck-” he breathed out, Schlatts breath hitched at hearing Charlie, he sounded hot and airy, such a beautiful noise, “Schlatt~” he mutters, his hand squeezing Schlatts arm.
“You want more? Yeah? What do you want baby” Schlatt grins as he presses searing kisses down Charlie's neck. The man whined, he wanted more so badly, but the humiliation of having to beg despite how hot it made him felt was…embarrassing to say the least.
“Please…” he mutters, Ted rolls his eyes and squeezes Charlie's waist harder, leaning forward towards his jaw.
“You can do better than that baby, c'mon.”
Charlie whines and swallows dryly, looking back up at Ted, “I-i need more..please.” He whispers quietly, his voice cracking. He gasps as he was turned around, Teds hands leaving goosebumps as he was placed onto Schlatt’s thigh, legs on either side of his thigh, he looks at Schlatt and flushes at the smirk on his face, his dick pressed against his thigh, he did an experimental grind and whined, it wasn't enough, his jeans were making it hard to feel something good, it was more of just uncomfortable.
“Something wrong darling?” Schlatt grinned, Charlie hesitated but in his state of being drunk and high he couldn't stop himself from talking,
“Pants-!” he gasps out airily, desperately.”..can I take m-mine off?” he asks, his hands reaching and grasping Schlatt’s shoulders. Instead, Schlatt raises an eyebrow expectantly, waiting for something, Charlie thought for a second then realized what he wanted, “Please, sir..?” Charlie's face was red with embarrassment, but the way Schlatts breath hitched and tensed up was worth it. Schlatt nodded to Ted who helped Charlie stand up and slowly take off his pants, Schlatt watching with hungry eyes.
Charlie's dark green boxers hugged his ass and thighs so beautifully. Ted bit his lip as he took off Charlie's pants, the younger man stepping out of them and the tallest throwing them elsewhere, before Charlie sat back down he gave him a slight slap on his ass, making the man yelp and give him a quick glare over his shoulder. Schlatt just laughed and grabbed Charlie's waist and sat him back down, biting his lip with a grin.
“God Charlie, you’re so beautiful,” he hums and moves his hips, forcing Charlie's clothed dick to grind against Schlatt’s thigh.
God it felt so good, Charlie thought deliriously, holding on tightly to Schlatt’s shoulders as he ruts his hips back and forth, moaning softly as he chased his own pleasure despite the grip on his waist preventing him from moving any faster. He heard a zipper open and peering of his shoulder he saw Ted, his hand down his boxers and stroking himself slowly. Charlie made eye contact with him right when Schlatt grinded him harder on his thigh, moaning louder and boy did Ted love that look on him.
“Fuck, Charlie, you're so fucking pretty like that on Schlatts lap. Come on, make him feel good too, or are you too stupid to use your hands?”
Both Charlie and Schlatt whined at that, Charlie bit his lip and moved a hand down to Schlatts crotch, still desperately trying to grind on his thigh. Charlie's hand was sweaty and shaky, his brain fogged up from the high, it was almost too much but he needed this, he needed to make Schlatt feel good. Ted eyed them hungrily, full of teeth and sharp enough to pierce through their souls, It felt like he was going to eat them alive. Charlie started to tentatively palm at Schlatt’s cock through his pants, making the other man drop his head against Charlie’s shoulder to try and fail to muffle his pathetic whines.
One of Schlatt’s hands wrapped around and groped at Charlie's ass. They could hear the sound of clothes rustling, Schlatt glancing over, seeing Ted's pants and boxers pulled down enough for his cock to spring out, lazily jerking himself off to the sight of them. Charlie barely remembered Ted was there, he was too focused on the pleasure on his pants and trying to make Schlatt feel good too.
“S-schlatt” he whined “Please sir- i need more-” he looked at Schlatt, his eyes wide and pleading, and who was Schlatt to say no? He moved the shortest faster on his thigh, said man gasping and moaning louder, the weed and alcohol in his system making everything that much more intense.
“Fuck.” Charlie glanced over at hearing Ted, watching the man grip his cock, eventually spitting on his hand and groaning brokenly. Charlie moaned and pulled his hand away from Schlatt’s crotch, causing Schlatt to whimper at the loss of contact.
“S-Schlatt can we.. can we um-” Charlie stutters as he peered back at Schlatt, “Shit, cmon..cmon, just grind back against me hah-..p-please.” he gasps out, his head spinning trying to get his brain to make sentences. “It's hard for me to rub you and-” he was cut off when Schlatt grabbed his hips tightly and had Charlie straddle him, Charlie's back arching as their clothed dicks pressed together.
“Fuck you guys are so hot, Charlie how about you go nice and sl-” Ted starts only to get immediately cut off as Schlatt whips around to glare at him angrily.
“Would you shut the fuck up, Nivison!” he spits out vehemently, lord was he pissed. “Let him do whatever he wants. Look at him! He's so sweet, he even asked to grind our dicks together, so you better shut your mouth or I'll do it for you.” And fuck, fuck, holy fuck Charlie has never been so turned on in his life. The demanding and angry tone in Schlatt’s voice could almost make him cum right then and there. Ted gritted his teeth as he glared right back at Schlatt.
“When did you get so fucking demanding?” Ted hisses back. ”Last time I checked, you'd be the one whining and crying for me whenever we do shit like this!” And yet, despite their heated argument Ted was still fisting his cock fervently. The fucker even sped up! Schlatt smirks, he knew Ted was into that demanding tone too, it was kind of funny how hard he was. Ted already lost from the start.
“Well this time is different, I have pretty little Charlie on my lap. Sweet, sweet Charlie, who's all high and drunk, he deserves to feel good” He leers, turning back to look at Charlie as he cups his chin, tilting his head back up to look Schlatt in the eye.
“Isn't that right sweetheart?” Schlatts voice was smooth and soothing. Crooning almost and succeeding in having him melting in his hands. Charlie loved being in the middle of this, and knowing he was the reason for Schlatt to be more dominant was so hot, he didn't even process that Ted and Schlatt Have messed around like this before. He looked at Schlatt and nodded quickly, his head feeling light as he experimentally grinded his cock on Schlatt’s, both men moaning at the pleasure. Charlie wanted nothing but to be a good boy for Schlatt, to make him feel good while Ted's hungry eyes watched them.
“Oh- Schlatt- th-thank you- thank you so so much” he babbles incoherently as he continued to rut against Schlatt’s cock, both men holding tightly onto each other and their bodies moved perfectly together, despite Charlie getting a bit sloppy sometimes but Schlatt couldn't blame him.
Ted was groaning as his fist got faster, watching as Charlie arched his back and as Schlatt lifted up his shirt to feel over the pretty and smooth skin underneath. Now Ted didn't normally like being cucked, or at least he just didn't realize how into it he was until now. Watching Schlatt groan and rub his thumbs over Charlie's nipples, making him moan, it was all so much hotter than he could have ever dreamed of. Their hips were rocking against each other quick, Teds fist pumping st the same time and moaning. Charlie's moans were downright whorish, it made Ted want to get a video, actually…
“Fuck, i have to- can I…-” Ted stumbled over his words, trying his best to get them out coherently despite the pleasure fogging up his brain. “G-guys, please. Can I please take a video?” he begs, and fuck he was begging. Charlie gasps out, whining high pitched and nodding eagerly. He pants against Schlatt, looking at him imploringly from half lidded eyes. Schlatt curses under his breath in turn, groaning heatedly as he eyes Ted.
“God, when you get to beg like that, how could I ever say no?” Schlatt says breathlessly and quickly goes back to rutting against Charlie. Ted was quick to grab his phone and moved off the couch, cock hard as he moved around and kneeled down next to the two, starting a recording. Charlie seemed way more into the video than he thought, arching his back and lifting his head from Schlatt’s shoulder and looking right at the camera, moaning and trying to keep his eyes open. He wasn't ready for a big warm hand to dip into his boxers, grabbing and squeezing his ass causing him to gasp and his hips to stutter. Schlatt's hand went down his crack, rubbing at the tight ring of muscles, causing him to whine out and smash his lips onto Schlatt’s.
They made out messily, lots of tongue and teeth, drool dripping down their chins, and Ted made sure he got it all, one hand holding his phone and the other jerking his cock. Schlatt pulled away from Charlie's lips begrudgingly, taking his finger from his boxers and pressing them to Charlie's lips.
“You know what to do baby” he whispered, Charlie eagerly taking two fingers into his mouth and moaning as Schlatt started to unbuckle his own pants, making Charlie stop his movements, the man whining around his fingers. Their movements were messy and very uncoordinated, all of them intoxicated but fuck everything just felt so good.
Ted set his phone down on the coffee table, angling it so everything he wanted to see was in frame, and moved behind Schlatt. He helped the man pull his pants down enough so the bulge in his boxers was visible, Ted’s cock pressed between Schlatt’s back and his own stomach, desperately rutting against him, craving the pleasure. He was looking over Schlatts shoulder, watching as Schlatt pulled his fingers out of Charlie's mouth and put them back down his boxers. “Please- s-sir i need- need to feel you again- please I thought you said that I deserve it” Charlie looked at Schlatt with big puppy dog eyes, leaning into the wet fingers that brushed over his hole “Pleaaase~” He begged hands holding his sweater tightly.
Who was Schlatt to say no? “You're such an adorable puppy, you just wanna feel good huh? Just wanna hump anything you can,” he teased, he tried to ignore Ted's hands wondering up his sweater and his dick against him. His fingers teased over Charlie’s entrance before pressing through that ring of muscle, the man moaning and hiding his face in his neck, sloppily kissing it as he ruts back against Schlatt’s cock desperately.
“‘m a good puppy, ‘m a good puppy~” Charlie rambles deliriously, cock drunk and mind half gone. “So fucking good, wanna make you feel good-! Puppy wants to -wanna be your good puppy, please god, please sir!” Charlie didn't know the puppy thing would get him so much but God, to him in his high riddled brain he's just a dog, begging his owner to say he's a good boy, just wanting to be so good for him, he basically forgot Ted was there.
“Fuck Charlie- You're such a good boy, keep grinding against me. Yeah just like that~!” Schlatt groaned, the puppy boy going back to grinding his dick against Schlatt’s while also getting two fingers shoved into him, it was so much, so much and so good.
Ted was panting against Schlatt’s neck, kissing and biting at it while Charlie licked and sucked the other side. Ted was rutting against Schlatt’s back, jerking off earlier really helped him get close, and he could tell the other two were getting close too, especially Charlie, he was moaning and whining like a dog in heat. His hips stuttered as the coil in his stomach got tighter and tighter.
“Sir- please- please of fuck! I'm so close. So fucking close ngh-! Please please please let me cum, I n-need to cum~!” he moaned into his neck, a few pleasure filled tears rolling down his cheeks.
“Go for it baby you've been, fuck-! Been such a g-good boy- Shit! hng Ted-!” his voice got high as Ted's hand dipped into his boxers, massaging his balls while Charlie grinded against his cock.
Charlie came first, the coil in his gut snapping and cumming in his boxers, letting out a loud and pitiful moan as his chest and head fell onto Schlatt, his hand snaking down and rubbing Schlatt through his boxers as he panted heavily. Ted was massaging Schlatt’s balls with one hand, the other jerking himself off fast, craving that release.
“C'mon sir- please cum, i wanna taste you, puppy wants a taste~” Charlie whined into his neck as his hand slipped into Schlatt’s boxers to properly jerk him off. The begging and name had Schlatt seeing white for a second, moaning loudly as he came into Charlie's hand, Charlie's words also making Ted cum as well. Cum drenched fingers came back up to his mouth and Charlie eagerly stuck his tongue out to clean Schlatt’s fingers off, moaning softly at the bitter sweet taste.
“That's it. That's a good pup. So good for us huh?” Ted hums over Schlatt’s ragged panting. Charlie nods, pulling back with a wet pop to place a teasing kiss on Schlatt’s finger tip. Grinning at the blush spreading against the other man’s cheeks.
They all leaned on each other, panting and trying to catch their breath, both of the taller men open their eyes at the right time to see Charlie licking the cum off his hand, both groaning at that. Ted leaned over and grabbed his phone, ending the video and standing up.
“I'm going to go get something to clean us off, you guys stay there,” Ted said and walked off, only getting to groan in response. Charlie now sat normally in Schlatt’s lap, arms wrapped around him as they breathed each other in,
“That wasn't too much, right?” Schlatt asked tentatively after a while. Charlie grinned tiredly into his neck and shook his head. Even while intoxicated he could hear the slight nervousness creeping into Schlatt’s voice,
“It was…so perfect Schlatt, I really liked it.” Charlie mumbled and nuzzled into him, closing his eyes. They stay like that until Ted comes back with new underwear on and more in his hand and a rag. He gently detaches the two from each other, kissing all over Charlie's face as he cleans him
“You did so good Char, you look so pretty” he mumbled against his cheek, finally kissing him then doing the same to Schlatt. He helped the two get into new boxers.
They managed to stand up, Ted holding Charlie as they walked to Schlatt’s room, it being the closest one. Ted layed Charlie down, Schlatt crawling in next to him, Ted doing the same, sandwiching Charlie in the middle, gently taking Charlie's glasses and his own off and putting them on the bedside table. “Night Charlie” Ted mumbled, kissing his head, leaning over and kissing Schlatt’s, “Night Schlatt” he gets a grunt in response. Charlie is already asleep. Ted sighs contently and cuddles up with the two, closing his eyes and falling asleep. Man, he's excited to see that video in the morning.