You let your feet dangle over the edge of the building, hand gripping the ledge as you looked down the dozens or so stories. Immediately, without looking, you could already see both boys faces in your head. Damian waiting for you to do something stupid he needed to fix. Jon who was worried you would fall and was trying to find the words to ask you to lean back. The usual reactions to the three of you hanging out on slow crimeless nights.
"Uhm... Maybe you could lean back? Please? It's slippery."
You rolled your eyes and leaned back before a shiver caught your body, "Couldn't have a mild night for once?"
"If you wore more covering clothes, that wouldn't be a problem." Damian smirked.
"It's my mom's old costume, she insists I use it if I do anything in the hero relm of things." you let off a small huff, "Can't be in her shows but I can use magic with other sidekicks during chaos. Makes sense."
"She let you stay here." Damian looked at you as you blushed a little.
Your mom, Zantana, when she got busy would leave you often with Bruce and the Batfamily, so you grew close to Damian being a year older than you. It started out small but eventually you two were dating without telling anyone, letting it get serious. It wasn't but a few hours ago Damian was pulling you away to hide before patrol, dropping his pants and letting you blow him for a quick one. Small pang of ego pain, I did that well to make it short as if he couldn't last long at all. Even now, he was eyeing your outfit.
"At least you have a costume, my parents just gave me a shirt to run around in." Jon smiled, "You have..."
"Black spanks, fishnets, button up shirt, vest, jacket and knee-high boots... Oh bowtie and top hat." you raised a brow, "Most parents would be mortified of their teen daughters in this."
Damian smirked as you fixed the bowtie before grabbing the top hat beside you, "You do have an appeal in this suit."
Is that his subtle way of saying go for it?You pursed your lips and looked between the boys, one focused on you and one distracted by the cityscape view they had from the skyscraper. Damian approached a topic with you yesterday, the idea of bringing Jon in. You couldn't deny the kryptonian was easy on the eyes and so sweet, but it opened a whole lot of questions for Damian.You want to share me? What about you? Have you and Jon ever, well, done anything? He is such a boyscout and he is glued to him all the time. As the questions came, a few answers followed but mainly the same. Damian liked Jon and managed to get a kiss once or twice... That's it. Now very intrigued, you thought about Damian and Jon together and wanted it to be real. He clearly wanted it as he had hinted towards the chance tonight before the boy arrived.
"We should head back. Get rest." Jon stood up slowly, "Want me to fly you back?"
"Father is out on a case with yours Kent, Pennyworth isn't expecting us for a few hours." Damian stood up slowly and offered a hand to you as you put the hat on firmly and fixed your gloves, "Why rush?"
"What is there to do?" he frowned.
"What if I show you a trick?" you grinned as Damian watched curiously, "Jon, you like magic?"
"It's cool." he was smiling wide and tempered it down to not look so eager like a five year old at a birthday party, "I mean, if you want to."
"Have you seen the hat trick?"
"Which one?" he was watching as you got a little closer and pulled off your hat, twirling in your fingers and showing him the empty hat.
"This one. Go ahead, check to make sure it is a simple hat. No tricks to be had."
He felt the inside and nodded after tapping the fabric, "It's a hat."
"Good." you wiggled your nose and put it on your head and tapped it before bringing it down to show nothing still, your hand going in and with a few backwards words like your mom taught you well, golden birds flew out and around both boys.
"Cool!" Jon lit up as Damian let a finger come out for a golden robin to land on before flying off.
"See, no trick. All magic."
"Can I have another?" he was blushing a little as Damian raises a brow, "I mean..."
"You can have a private show cutie." you winked and put the hat on before tugging your gloves, blowing into one and whispering so on the next blow a small flame came off the fabric and left shortly after.
"Amazing! That is so cool!" he was beaming as you fixed the bowtie again, taking care to frame your chest that the vest accentuated beautifully.
"You know, you are not the only one that can fly either." you rolled your shoulders back and said a little bit of backwards words to gain levitation.
"I wish I had magic." he was too adorable, "Dames, don't you."
Dames? Awe, he gave him a nickname and Damian isn't killing him. He must really like this kryptonian to let that happen.
"That's not even her best one." he held out his hand as she slowly stepped down imaginary stairs till her boots landed on the rooftop again.
"Really? What's your best trick?" Jon was hooked as you took off your hat and held it in front of you.
"I call it the velvet hat trick, but I need help with it." you leaned in close to him, "Can you help me?"
"Yeah."
"Good, but not here." you looked at Damian, "You have a good place to go?"
"Todd keeps a safehouse close." he nodded, "Coming?"
He fired the grappling gun and swung off as you smiled at Jon offering to fly you. You wrap your arms around him and was glowing, burning hot at the close touch. Holding you bridal style, right to his chest, he flew with ease.Dream come true right here, flying with a Kent like this. In minutes you were in a small place, not much but good enough. I guess Damian wasn't joking when he said Jason keeps a lot of sleezy crash pads. A king size bed was in the small bedroom, Damian was checking the sheets to be safe as you walked in with Jon.
"So what's the trick? How do I help?" He asked clearly confused, "And why couldn't we do it on the roof?"
"Maybe next time, I like to know what to expect if it is in public." You hummed and turned to face him, "It's a small trick really. You sure you still want to help?"
"Yeah."
Glancing at Damian sitting on the bed, you looked back to the alien, "Well, everything in the room stays in the room right?"
"Ok."
"Just relax." You smiled and peeled off the jacket, "Damian knows the trick. He'll help you."
Tugging at the vest almost more corset, you slipped it off and started on the buttons of the shirt. Now he was wide-eyed for a different reason, staring at your bra exposed and torso coming to view. Damian placed your clothes in a careful pile, showing how he cares without words as he folded your shirt on top of the stack.
"You're, uh, you kinda... Uhm." Jon looked away as you walked over to put your arms around him.
"Jon, the velvet hat trick... It involves sex."
"Oh." He was still looking away.
"Don't be scared, we'll be gentle if you want to stay." You kissed his cheek, "Do you want to stay?"
"Uh..."
"Kent, we need an answer. Either way, this stays here." Damian walked over, "Do you want to see the magic trick?"
He nodded slowly but shakey, watching your lips as you smiled at him. Both boys are only a year older than you but damn was Jon a lot taller as you were on your toes for him in the heeled boots. The boy had taken the kiss, a small step to what was starting but a step after all. He didn't have the skill you were use to from Dames, but he had the excitement to try.Wait, wait... Right there. That's where Damian learned that? Maybe Jon does have practice kissing.
"Eager are we?" You hummed trying to get air.
"Sorry, I uh... This is..." he blushed a bright red that made you want to cuddle him and protect him.
How is he so f*cking pure? The perfect boy scout, do no wrong teenager and superhero. Every Superhero parent wishes their kids was as pure good as Jon Kent.You sighed a little, cupping his cheek to gain a small peck on the lips. Not deepening it much to get him to register it needed to go slow.
"What is it Sweetheart?" you hummed.
"I never done this before." he blushed more somehow.
"Most teens haven't had a menage a trois." Dames stayed back a little watching Jon's hand on your hips.
"Uh, yeah." he cleared his throat as you slipped his hand down to your ass, encouraging him, "I haven't, uhm, done any of this before really."
"Jon, Lovey, are you a virgin?" you asked to his brightening cheeks and jerk to lose contact with you.
"Yes."
"We got you, just trust us. Damian, you really do need to show him the ropes." you reached a hand back to find Damian had came up right behind you.
"With your help." he kissed you and let go as a hand squeezed your bra cup, "Knees."
You went down on your knees as he took your hat off and looked to Jon, your words effortless to him, "Cutie, may I?"
Jon stuttered a little, trying to make coherent sentences. Damian crossed to him for a kiss as he whimpered a little. Watching the two kiss a moment, you knew Jon had experience there but the fumbling of his hands showed the give there. The younger of the two showing dominance as the raven hair half alien boy gave in to the touch and movement of the mouth.
"Someone has been kissing at least." you clicked your tongue as Dami glanced to you.
"Once or twice, really." he blushed as you eyed him up, like a lioness looking at her pray.
"Kent, watch." Dami walked up to you and rests his hands behind his back.
A nod was your cue to work, undoing his belt and slipping his pants down for easy access. Dami was thick from your understanding and about midway to long. With only the internet to truly go off of, it was hard to say for sure if it was above average length or not. As customary, you kissed his tip that causes him to jump a little before slipping just the head in. From there it was training over a few times of trying it to get your technique down.Lightly suck the head, lick streak up the crack to the tip. Bob lightly to take more length, not heavy unless he guides it.His hands slowly came forward, one tangled in your hair testing the waters before he gave a small thrust in. Going a little numb at your throat for him, pushing back the gag reflex the best you could as he moaned softly. A small swallow when he pushed in further to give him access.
"Is this ok?" Jon asked as he stood by Damian watching you.
"She can stop if she wants. She knows how." he said softly and stroked your cheek, "Right?"
You gave a soft coo into a hum and his head fell back. The ungodly moan he gave made you hum longer to keep him going. When his hand left your head, you bobbed a few times and pulled off with a little saliva string connecting you yet. Leaning back, you eyed the fresh meat and crawled to him softly. He was shivering, as you looked for permission.
"Jon, do you want this?"
"Yes." he whispered, "But isn't this kinda... Uh, yucky? I thought this was disgusting for girls."
"For some, I guess. Not me though." you purred as a finger ran along his zipper playfully, "May I?"
He nodded as you undid his pants and wiggled them down a little. Eyeing the superman blue tighties not whities with the symbol in front. I should've known he would be this on brand. The shirt. The underwear... He looks like his dad in jeans and foregoing glasses... Ok, he did forgot his glasses at home. One finger ran along the bulge and you could tell he was longer than your usual boy beside him. I wonder if aliens have anything I should worry about. Might ask? Wait, like he would know. He is a virgin.The pulse of his hips jumping spurred you on to lick a stripe along that trail and he stopped breathing a moment.
"Kent, relax." Damian massaged his shoulders, "She is a pro."
One finger hooked his waistband, pulling down slowly as you salivated at that first glimpse of his not so little friend. Proceeding to do the same as before, you kissed the tip and he jumped away from your lips and slapped back down lightly at on you again. A string of precum hanging from your eyebrow.
"I'm sorry..." he went to wipe it but you caught his hand pulling away after the swipe.
No pause, you slipped it in your mouth and pulled it out cleaned for him. Approval dripped from Damian watching as he gave a small pump with a moan at the sight. Jon was stunned, so you went slow. Taking just the tip as he gasped in air and struggled to not grab your head.
"Oh my Rao." his jaw drops.
You barely give a little suction and he is shooting in your mouth, filing you up as you struggled to swallow it and not let it drip from your lips. Now it was clear, not only was he big, he cummed like a whale and was still solid as steel. Damian was even curious at how he was still hard and almost drowned you in the sticky stuff you craved.
"I'm sorry." he whispered as you swallowed again and gasped in air as a little dripped off your chin, slipping out the corner of your mouth you had to lick up.
"Please don't be... I could use another." you flirted back swiping some from your chin to lick off.
"Easy now. You wanted more."
"But he taste so good." You frowned but Damian is right.
"Later." he ordered as you glanced over, "Stand up."
You got up as he took off your bra, letting them fall out full and perky right at the alien watching. Next came the panties, kneeling down to slowly pull them off your legs for you. Damian always showed care in how he undressed you, worshiping every inch he touched as he done so. As your panties were tossed aside, one hand went back up to trace along your wet lips and gave him a taste once brought to his lips. He guided your hips back and had you on the bed quickly, kneeling between your legs and taking a taste directly from the source. Normally, he wanted you to beg a little, right now wasn't an exception. Nor annoying even if you were almost wiggling for more. Just dying for a good ramming, you spread wide and held your legs as he stood back up and stroked himself.
"Good girl. Ready to show him more magic tricks?"
You nodded as he lined up. Jon was watching again as you took every inch given and moaned out for more. Needing more stretch, wanting more pleasure and attention with each second.
"Dami..."
"Protection." he reminded you, making you give a small bit of backward speak to make yourself protected much like them with a tap to their bases.
"Done. No worries now." you lifted your hips a bit, "Please."
The hands on your hips were strong and kept you firmly in place as he pulled out and pushed back in with steady force. Slowly speeding up as he got his own high from the feeling of it. Yet when you looked at Jon who was enjoying the show, you felt bad leaving him out. One small finger curl brought him in to your side and right to your lips for another kiss. Hands in the messy hair, holding him down as you get the idea that Jon may have a lot of practice kissing with how good he is.
"Don't. Forget. About. Me." Dames snapped his hips after each word and made you pull away from Jon.
"Oh god..." you moaned as Damian held your hips with a bruising grip, speeding up and slowing down to rub the aching spots now.
"Don't hurt her." Jon whispered and pushed some hair from your face, "You bruised her dip."
The feel of Jon stroking the spots soothingly was intoxicating. It was becoming a little more of a competition between them now as Damian felt like you gave Jon too much attention. Pushing clear in, he bent down to kiss you oh so tenderly before letting a low growl out looking to Jon.
"Sorry if I am a little rough."
"You're fine." you kissed him again and caught Jon's hand to squeeze, "I like it."
Damian pulled out slowly, stepping back as Jon looked down there. Spread wide so he could see it all as your boy was shuffling up for you to taste again. His dick coated in your juices on your tongue was the best thing so far this night, sucking him clean again as he looked to Jon.
"Kent, are you waiting for an Invitation?"
"I just... Uhm..." He blushed as you tapped Damian to get him to move.
With a little huff, he pulled out and got off you. After catching your breath, you sat up to be waist high on both of them.
"You know how demanding Dami can be." You motioned Jon in closer, "Always bossy. Don't worry about him, just enjoy yourself."
Damian rolled his eyes as you carefully pulled Jon in for a kiss before reaching back low. A small suck and then pulled back and grabbed Damian too. The idea was quick, something you may have saw once or twice in your research online. Shifting to your knees between them, bringing both up by your mouth. Tongue out for them to touch, run along what you had to offer and let the heads bump to test. If Jon was comfortable with it, you were going to test your limits. His face told you he was very turned on watching.
"Taking your time, Habibi?" Damian gave a test push in your mouth as you adjusted to mouth on both heads at once.
The action of two thicker members in the heat of your mouth was enough to earn a moan from you. Dami had a stuttered breath, enjoying the feel as much as Jon and his shocked face. He was already pulsing, throbbing in the wet heat and leaning in a bit. Her jaw did hurt, the stretch to make them fit in one go and treat them well. Almost humping air at the turn on, it wouldn't go unnoticed.
"I... Uh... Oh Rao." his eyes rolled back, another spurt in your mouth and Dami was moaning at the nectar coating him.
"Jon, you may need to learn control." he almost whimpered, "The best magic trick for anyone."
You pulled back as Dami collected himself and held back his own release. Gasping in air and eyeing the alien that was self-conscious now that he blew his load twice. A quick decision had you pulling Jon on the bed under you, straddling his hips and leaning down for a kiss.
"Jon, are you ready for another first?"
"What's that?"
"Inside me."
He went red and stuttered, flustered as you ran your finger over his chest and abs slowly. Damian came up behind you, leaning his head on your shoulder to look down on the boy as well. His hand expertly felt it's way to wrap his length and tug it gently, stroking softly.
"Mhmmmm." he nearly yelped when his thumb brushed the tip of precum.
"She'll take care of you. We both will." he hummed in your shoulder without eyeing you.
"Uh-huh." He nodded with his dark hair in his face, so you gingerly pushed it back.
"Say it please. I want to be sure." You smiled at him softly, sweetly, "Please Jon."
"Yes."
You slid forward and lined up carefully, lifting up to hover over him and let him see as you lowered onto him. Going slow, you got to your hole and took his head at a creep. Watching his face twist lightly as he felt it for the first time. Two hands guided you down from behind you, easing you onto the base. A moan slipped out of you, you were trying to adjust, you never felt this full before.
"God, you are big." you moaned.
"Am I hu..."
"Jon, that wasn't a moan of pain." Damian massaged your thighs lightly as you slowly moved up but not letting his head out.
"You might be bigger than Dami..." You smirked as a hand hit your ass a bit hard thanks to the boy in question, "But you aren't hurting me handsome."
"Always mouthy." Dami hissed playfully, "Ready for more?"
"Dames, don't hurt her." Jon whispered as you kissed him ever so delicately.
"He won't hurt me. Just stretching me for you." You hummed, "The trick, is all three holes. You have been in two."
"Doesn't that hurt? I mean..."
"Only if you do it wrong. Dami won't, don't worry. You won't, I have faith."
Finding your sweet spot, you got a rhythm going as he gripped the sheet in fists. Struggling a bit, you wanted to alleviate the building tension as two fingers slipped in through the rear with plenty of lube and broke you momentarily. You took his hands, watching your alien boy's face as you moved them to your breast. Helping him to squeeze and tug and thumb your nipples and not panic about if it hurts you.
"Forward." Damian tipped you forward a bit and added a third finger as Jon was struggling to keep from blowing so soon.
As if on instinct, you pushed back a little for Damian and got your chest against Jon's. Eyeing your natural swinging tit*, right near his face. Damian was pulling his fingers out and about to push in after lubing himself good, meaning you wanted a good distraction. Adjusting to press your mounds against him, you held yourself open for the boy and looked right at Jon to make him groan. Mouth agape, breast smashed to him, eyes blown, and begging him to touch you.
"Jon..."
You were kissing him quickly, breathless at how he worked his tongue like a pro. Holding you in a blissed out kiss as Dames pushed in slowly. Never feeling him till he got you two to stop kissing and Jon was on edge.
"Oh... I ca-an... Dames." Jon gasped as Damian dragged just an inch in you, making both you and Jon struggle to focus.
"Does it feel good? My co*ck rubbing right against yours Jon." he chuckled as you felt the alien pulse ready to cum.
"Daaaaamessss." he moaned as you started to shift and roll your hips for both of them.
"Don't forget me now."
"No one can forget you." Damian started to move and pulled you up against him, holding your breasts.
Kissing your shoulder, he thumped again. Buried deep and lifting you slowly with the force. Jon held your hips, watching you bounce on him basically thanks to Damian. Being sawed in half feeling your thin inner wall struggle to take this. Taking charge as he usually did, Dami started to pull out.
"Jon, when I push in you need to pull almost out. Guide her up. Don't pull out."
"Love when you get bossy." you whispered as he pulled you tight against him.
"Good, then stop holding back."
A soft whimper slipped when they coordinated, Damian slowly going in as Jon slowly pulled to just his tip. Hips shaking as his steel grip kept you steady when your legs went week. It didn't help when you could tell your Kryptonian was X-raying you and watching both of them slowly rub you raw inside in bliss. How he barely fit in you, squeezing him ashe saw the competing meat right behind his. Damn it was beautiful to watch his face, he was so awestruck.
"Jon." you gasped.
The way his eyes focused in, cheeks flushed red with air flooding his lungs. His grip was a little tight, a little rougher than you knew from him. He had to have started to loose control of his powers a little, good and bad. A soft caress of his wrist, thumb stroking over his hand to get him to ease up.
"Sorry, sorry..."
Damian stuttered, pushing in as far as he could and holding your waist tight as it flared up. You whimpered a little more and dropped your head back to moan, right at his ear as he buried his face in your neck. His dark hair rustled against you as sweat dropped from you both, you felt it. Three spurts and a soft squish noise as he pulled out carefully. Panting into your shoulder before looking down at his best friend.
"Dami..." he reached up to stroke his face, "You ok?"
"Better than ok." he sat up reached down low, "Are you ready for your turn?"
"I already..."
A small squeeze to his balls and Jon lost all function, wide-eyed and babbling as you felt that familiar throbbing not from your core.
"Dames, he still has to..."
"He will." he promised with a kiss to your shoulder, "Wouldn't want to ruin the trick."
Jon was struggling to hold back as Damian fondled him and talked you through it. Rocking your hips, a soft bounce here and there, and a firm roll of your hips down just a bit hard. All guided by his spare hands as Jon now covered his face with his arm, that almost baby face curvature tugging on your insides.
"Ghaaaa..." Jon was blushing a bit as he started to cum inside you forcing you to pull his arm back to see his blue eyes, "uh-nnnn."
"Let it out." you cooed by his ear, "Keep going sweetie."
It turned into a moan as Damian pulled back to watch, waiting till you slowly slipped off him to help you lay beside him a moment to rest. Jon was looking like he got in a fight, very out of breath and a little too messy for his normal self. Finally going a bit soft, you frowned thinking you won't get the final one in before you three needed to head back.
"Wow." Jon slowly turned his head to see you laying out before going back to Damian standing in the nude like it was nothing, "No wonder people like that."
"They would like it more if they had their own Kryptonian." you giggled a little.
"Luckily we do." Damian sat on the edge of the bed, "Ready for more?"
"More?" Jon sat up by leaning on his forearms.
"You have another one in you, right?"
"uhhhh..."
"Feel free to say no, it's fine." you looked at Damian curiously.
Dami never got so demanding before, he usually was much more gentle during sex. His sweet side coming out to guide you effortlessly unless you wanted him rough. Adding Jon, he was controlling every thing and you kinda loved it more.
"You've satisfied yourself before, have you not?" he eyed the alien, "Masturbation is expected..."
"Dames, no... I never talk...I don't..." he was redder than you ever saw clearly embarrassed as you tried not to laugh.
"Jon, you are laying naked next to us right now after really intimate sex, no judgment here." you got him to look at you relaxed on the other side of the bed, "Don't let him bully you into talking either."
"I am not..." watching Dami get as red as Jon was making your night.
"I do." Jon interrupted, "I do... That."
"May I?" Dami nodded to him, "Just, assist."
Jon was now clearly nervous and embarrassed even more. Apparently Damian wanting to play with Jon was a little far for this evening. Wanting to defuse the tension before Jon got too skittish, you moved a little closer but was surprised at the words.
"Yes."
Yes? Wow, not expecting a yes. Damian must be flustered that he can finally touch Jon now. In fact he was, pausing a moment like this was the best moment or he was surprised he got permission somehow. You observed Damian taking Jon's dick in hand for a soft pump. One, two, three firm strokes and he leaned in. Jon was about to pass out from the looks of it, somehow holding on as he white knuckled the sheets. Watching Dami savor every small taste he could take of the alien, you leaned in to get a better view. He picked up on a few of my tricks.The tongue roll, hollow cheeks, and gentle push down to take as much as possible. Jon was hard again in no time, panting as you pulled him into a kiss. A little more stimulation before you pull away to watch the show with him.
"Oh Rao." He gasped as Damian swallowed and pushed down.
New goal, get Jon to curse in front of you. Dying for it now. Asmall choke escaped as he tried to stay on him, you had to coax him back so he wouldn't choke as much. You make it look easy apparently because he struggles a little longer before pulling back. Slipping down to his level, you kiss him before giving a quick deep throat suck and back off. Looking to Dami and head jerking towards Jon, he got the idea. Leaning in with you, you two kissed around Jon. Frenching around Jon's friend of steel, making the boy even more flustered. Jerking, he was sandwiched between two sets of lips enjoying the feeling they gave.
"Oh... I-I-I-I..."
You pull away and tugged Dami back as he gives a low growl at being moved away too soon. Jon leaned in to kiss him, pulling him in as close as possible. The sound of the kiss filled the room and you loved to watch them go. Leaning down, you did a small bob on Jon again and he moaned into Dami who ate it up.
"Need. Air." Jon gasps as Damian pulled away a bit annoyed as he tugged your hair lightly off him.
"Ready to finish the trick?"
You looked up to him coily, "Please?"
He nodded gently, "How do I... We, uhm... Yeah."
"Well, I was on top before. Would you like to this time?"
"I don't know if I can, uhm... Control myself."
"You won't hurt her." Damian eased you up and onto the bed, "Trust me."
"You know how rough it is when I..."
"We won't let you hurt me. I promise, sweetie." you found the blue eyes.
His free hand pulled Jon up, bringing him over by him resting beside your knees. Gentle was the name of the game, coaching him like the leader he was and keeping both of you in check. Jon settled between your knees, watching as you lifted your legs on his shoulders. Arching up a little, Dami smoothed your hips down a bit more. He pressed a finger against your ass, tapping lightly before feeling a second finger. A bit slicker, you felt Damian adding a little lube he stole from a bedside table they kept. With an audible wet pop, the pressure was gone and something else pressed there.
"She won't be hurt, go slow."
The pressure covered you, then dropped back as you stretched to take him. Head in, you squeezed abit and earned some moans as he crept in with small thrusts. Dami just watched as Jon carefully sheathed himself all the way in and held your hips. A cool caress of your sweat-soaked skin came from Dami, easing your back onto the bed as he had a small makeout session with Jon.
"Pull to the head, push back in."
Jon followed the order, watching as you took it all with ease and he lightened up. He wouldn't lose control, having to keep some so he didn't leave marks or crush anything in you. Luckily he had more control of his powers than you last knew.
"Good boy, feels good doesn't it? How tight she is? How she squeezes you dry everytime?" he slipped away but you felt his damn mouth soon enough.
Licking stripes along Jon's dick and your ass, mouthing at it all and making it harder to focus. Damian was a master when it came to you, he knew every little button and action to turn you on again. But Jon, they both said they had never done this before, not even with another boy yet... So how was he this good for him?
"Jon, focus on me." you cooed and stroked his cheek, "Please?"
No more reminding, Jon was studying you. How your body shifted with each hit. The way your legs encompassed him. You bent yourself into a tight spot and squeezed with all your muscles, setting him on fire as he sped up till you couldn't take it. Now the pin cushion to his needle, you were breathless as you pulsed again before the boy stopped and Damian moved back.
It took a moment to come down from your high, laying and watching as Damian climbed on you and pushed back against Jon a bit.These two are trying to kill me.A little giggle escaped when Damian blushed asking Jon if he was willing.
"Kent, would you..."
"Dames, can I..."
They both stopped and looked to the other to finish before Damian went back to his controlling self, "Kent, in me. Now."
Dami lean over you as you kissed down his neck and spread his cheeks apart for Jon, "Such a needy boy."
"Is he always controlling?" Jon teased with a grin towards you.
"Kent..."
Jon pressed against him, not in yet and he stuttered trying to order him again.We need to do this more often.A small kiss to his lips in silent encouragement of a finger poke, Jon took the hint to push in as Dami moaned in your mouth this time. Divine, the word that filled your every fiber as Damian was filled above you by Jon. You weren't anything but a pillow to him at the moment and you could live with it if it meant seeing his face in the gorgeous glow he had. How his eyes were blown, darker creamy skin rosy and hot to the touch as sweat pooled off him like he went through sparing with his brothers... You wanted to see this more.
"Oh Jon, I need you to do this to him more often."
"Quiet Habibi." Dami hissed to your amusem*nt.
"Hard to focus with something in there, right?" you teased his words from a month ago to him, thinking about Damian sitting on Jon's co*ck as a little warmer while he was 'working' like you had done.
"(y/n)." Jon moaned softly, and leaned against Dami to get close enough to kiss you.
Dami wiggled and got Jon to pull back. Annoyed at his childish game for not getting the kiss, you whispered in Dami's ear a little spell. One touch was like fire to him, every sense on overdrive as he tried to hold some control. Jon watched the moment as Dami was pressing back and moaning only to still as it was too much.
"Too much? Beg for it, bossy."
"Beg?" Dami whimpered.
"You aren't cumming till I lift the spell." you whispered as he was wide-eyed and flustered, "Can't be bossy all the time now."
He fussed a little, burying his face against your stomach as he moaned just from Jon shifting to his knees. Barely a centimeter shift if lucky. Dami was clearly on overdrive and wanting to let it out.
"Beloved, please... Please."
"You can beg better than that." You winked at Jon and he took the hint to move.
The drag was electric to his nerves, making him crumble softly with each not so little inch pushing back in. White knuckles pulling the sheets and gripping your hip nearly painful. Watching the soft white skin bruise softly at the grip but not for a second wanting him to let go. The pulse of his body trying not to completely wreck him.
"Such a good boy. I will lift it if you do one thing for me."
"Please."
"I think Jon needs some more attention."
The Kryptonian eyed you, clearly confused. Stroking back the gorgeous locks of your boy, he must've started to think. You pulled him in a little closer, humming softly.
"Jon, would you like more attention?"
"Yeah."
"What do you want?"
"Dames in me." Jon whispered as if someone else could hear them.
"Would you like that Dami?" You cooed as he looked up, green eyes begging, "I think that means yes."
Jon pulled out and Damian caught his breath before pushing up. You pulled Jon down, rolling on top of him. A few soft strokes of your fingers and the words came easy, backwards and easy. Dealing the same spell that Dami was cursed with right now, watching his face change quickly. You slid back, positioning him to slip in easy all the way in. Sheathed in to the base, he was already shaking a bit. Now Damian took his spot and slipped up against his hole. As good as it had to feel, Jon wasn't prepped for it so you did a little more to loosen him up. Stroking Dami behind you and whispering a spell to make sure Jon wouldn't get hurt.
"I am surprised how much sex magic you know."
"What, are you the only one allowed to be prepared?" You teased him and pushed him back in place.
"Dames, please." Jon was wiggling as you held on softly.
One push in and Jon was struggling for all of it.And he was a virgin at the beginning of it. Damn did we corrupt him.You started it with ease, lifting a little as his hands flew to guide you. Damian went slow, in and out most the way as they both started to moan.
"Oh boys, this was a great idea." You kept it going slow, "How far do you want to go?"
"What will it take to let this happen?" Dami purred in your ear, "What do you need from us?"
"Just one more."
"Easy." He whispered, hands pulling you by the chest to him.
Jon got the movement down, holding your hips still to take it all as Dami put your back flush against his chest, hands holding your breasts rather securely as he pounded into Jon to spur him up more. They were losing their will power, starting to fall apart knowing they can't actually make it to the finish line yet. Every squeeze, thrust, and withdraw was hard enough for them but they had to build you back up. Then again, you were on your fourth or fifth one this evening and they both were only working on their second ones.... Well, Jon probably had more than you actually.
"You like this, don't you? Torturing us right now?" He whispered in your ear, "Getting us both off. You want me to teach Jon what you like, now I am just pleasuring him for you?"
"Dami..."
"You like Jon's dick? Since he is bigger than me? Don't think I will forget that." He hummed, "Next time I will show you just how much size doesn't matter. You know I mastered your pleasure."
It was hard to focus, his words right at your ear. Guiding you, pushing you to that edge. Damian knows you to well, clearly with how he has you panting so quickly as they still whined for release. You caved, saying the reversal and both guys were groaning as they spent themselves. You fell over the edge, crumbling into a mess on the bed sheets, the three of you relaxed in the post coitus blissed state just trying to find air. Leaking out a sticky mess and being a but covered like them from the waist down, silently wanting even more if your body could take it. With a boy on either side pressed to you trying to gain control, you yawned.
"We should clean up and go to the manor to rest." You moaned a little trying to adjust.
"Clean up?" Jon looked down, "I don't think I'll ever be clean again."
"One moment. Rest a second before we adventure to that."
You got up and went to the attached bathroom, washing up enough to put on your folded clothes. Next Jon went in and came out with a little wet skin to fetch the clothes he left laying about. Damian went last and came out in the Robin suit, fixing the belt before ushering everyone out before they could get caught. Being the leader, he lead them back to the manor as you opted to let Jon fly you again. This time however, Jon was very aware of how you looked in his arms and was quick to sit you down and step away barely inside the cave. Probably trying to hide the bulge he was now sporting.
"Easy now," You whispered, "You could hold my hat without hands, and not how I do it."
A small chuckle came from Damian as you leaned over to brush off Jon's pants, "I think he likes us."
"Stop..."
"There you three are." Tim glared over, "Took your time tonight. Hope you didn't cause trouble."
"Help him shut down one puppy mill and we never hear the end of it." you walked by to the steps, "I'm getting some sleep."
"Right behind ya." Jon rushed a little as Damian sighed, "Good night, Drake."
They made it to Damian's room and passed out on his bed, clothed and dreaming about what would happen next for the trio.
