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It starts, like most things do in their little household, with a simple purchase.
Xiaobao didn’t think much of it at the time. He saw it behind glass in one of the shops during a day out with Su Xiaoyong - the silver chains glittering in the light and looking fragile. It was pretty, not too expensive. It was enough for him to be interested. He didn’t buy it right away, too embarrassed to make such a purchase in his friend’s presence but the image of it stayed in his mind for days. He wondered how it might feel against his skin beneath the layers of clothes he wore, what would his lovers’ reaction be if they saw him wearing it.
The thought stayed with him for the longest time, and needless to say after a while he caved in.
…
A-Fei tugs at the back of the necklace to pull him upright, the collar tugging at his nipples along with it, and A-Fei bites at Xiaobao's collarbone as he fucks up into him.
Xiaobao moans loudly as the pain races through his body, gasping wetly as A-Fei's cock hits that spot inside him which makes him see stars. He reaches his hand to grab for something, anything, so long as it will give him some reprieve. He feels so many things at once he's almost delirious with it, and still, he demands for more, harder.
His hands are fisted in A-Fei's hair, gripping onto him for dear life as he gets fucked out of his mind. He can't think clearly, he can only feel A-Fei's cock moving inside him, groin slapping hard against his ass, Xiaobao's chest heaving as he furiously raises and lowers his hips to meet him.
He is a vision of pure lust - a debauched little thing A-Fei craves to feel against his body every second of every day. Di Feisheng can only do so much as he thrusts up into the boy’s ass, can only focus on the feeling of his cock plunging deep and hard into the warmth of Xiaobao's body. He surges up, closes his teeth on the pierced nipple, and pulls, digging his hand into the flesh of Xiaobao's ass.
The younger man comes with a wail, cum spurting over his own chest as he grinds down onto A-Fei. Even as his cock begins to soften he doesn't stop moving his hips, greedily chasing every last drop of pleasure even as it starts to become too much. As A-Fei pulls away there's a neat red imprint of his teeth on Xiaobao's chest and he kneads the boy's ass with callused hands as he approaches his own orgasm.
Xiaobao clenches so tight around his cock it momentarily makes him unable to move, and it's a wonder he doesn’t cum right then. But then the boy starts relaxing, starts making little whiny noises of pain-pleasure and something inside Di Feisheng snaps. He reaches for Xiaobao's neck, surging up and pressing the younger into the bed as he drives his hips furiously into the tight heat. He fucks in once, twice, a third time and that's all it takes - the pleasure overtaking him as he spills deep into the boy's ass.
He pushes the boy's legs back into the bed until his ankles are by his ears, grinding deeply against Xiaobao's prostate as he comes. A small amount of cum dribbles out as he pulls out and he immediately fingers it back in, fingers sliding easily into the loose hole.
Xiaobao whines pathetically in response. He squirms on the bed, pants wetly as the overstimulation sets in and still A-Fei continues to fuck him with slow, measured thrusts of his fingers. He feels so used, so thoroughly fucked, but his hole flutters and clenches around the Di Feisheng’s fingers as if his body wants more. And maybe it does, maybe he wants it too. Gripping tightly at the sheets he licks his parched lips, moves his hips back onto Di Feisheng’s fingers, "A-Fei, A-Fei, please wait, I need a break."
A-Fei pauses for just a moment, long enough to see if Xiaobao is going to safeword. When he doesn't, he immediately resumes playing with the boy's hole, massaging his prostate until Xiaobao is writhing into the sheets with tears starting to spill from the corner of his eyes. The chains are still tugging at his chest, and Xiaobao raises a hand to feel at the bitemark A-Fei left around his nipple.
"Insatiable," A-Fei hisses, leaning forward to mouth at the boy's neck, "Look at you, you got fucked just a second ago but already you want more. Is one cock not enough for you, pup? Should I go wake up Li Lianhua in the next room and have him fuck you too? Tell him he can’t rest even one night because you're such a hungry slut?"
Xiaobao bites at his lip to hide the moan of pleasure threatening to escape, his hand reaching out to wrap around A-Fei's without any intention to stop him. He can feel the arousal simmering in his blood again and his cock starts to fill out slowly, "D-Don't. He needs sleep."
A-Fei gives a mean little laugh, "You really think he managed to sleep through all the noise you were making earlier?"
He grabs the boy's wrist as he immediately moves to try and clap a hand over his mouth. "He's probably already stroking himself, picturing what a mess you must look like after moaning like a whore for the last hour."
Xiaobao's ankles lock around his neck as he arches back into the pillows, the unrelenting stimulation already bringing him close to coming again.
"How about we send him a picture so he doesn't have to imagine?" A-Fei asks, and without waiting for an answer, he reaches for his phone. He leans up on his knees, hand slowing down, "Come on, slut, hold your legs open."
Xiaobao blushes so fiercely that for a second he’s worried his cheeks are going to set aflame, but he follows A-Fei's instructions. Lifting his legs up he grips them below the knees and spreads them wide, cock jumping as he realizes just how exposed he is. A-Fei smiles behind his phone, switching from picture to camera mode and pressing record, aiming his fingers so they avoid the boy's prostate, not wanting the other to cum.
"That's it, puppy, show off how well-fucked you are," he whispers, angling the camera so it captures how deep his fingers are plunging into Xiaobao's ass, "Now call for him."
And without a second thought, Xiaobao does.
"Lianhua," his voice cracks as he jerks against A-Fei's fingers. "Li Lianhua, why aren't you here yet?" A-Fei tugs lightly on the nipple chains with his free hand and Xiaobao whimpers. "Gege, mercy, please."
"You're the one fucking yourself on my fingers and still begging for more," A-Fei mocks, panning the camera over Xiaobao's frame so that Li Lianhua can appreciate his flushed cheeks, the dried cum on his stomach and the trembling legs he's still holding open, "He'll be too tired for you if you take much longer, Li Xiangyi."
Di Feisheng swears he hears a muffled curse coming from the other side of the wall and he smiles, throwing his phone to the side, "I think it worked, Xiaobao."
He leans down to lick a long stripe from Xiaobao's stomach to his nipple, collecting the spilled cum on his tongue and circling the small bud before locking his lips around it, sucking. The boy mewls, turning his head to the side and that's when the door to the bedroom opens showing a ruffled, flushed Li Lianhua standing there. In seconds he's at Xiaobao's side, capturing the boy's lips with his own and kissing him deeply until Xiaobao moans, his chest pushing into A-Fei's mouth.
Li Lianhua pulls away, throwing a glare at Di Feisheng, "That was a dirty trick."
"Got you here in time, didn't it?"
"I was trying to take a nap."
"You were lying in bed scrolling on your phone."
They're snarking at each other but they haven't stopped moving for a moment. Li Lianhua quickly strips so he can join his boyfriends on the bed as Di Feisheng trails kisses down Xiaobao's chest, touching teasingly around his groin but leaving him wanting by avoiding his cock. Li Lianhua tugs experimentally at the necklace and Xiaobao chases after his touch, hips bucking.
There's something about the two men and the way they talk over Xiaobao without acknowledging him that makes him shudder with desire, the way they move and touch him as if he was nothing but an object for their pleasure. He closes his eyes, feeling two pairs of hands on his body hike his hips up, tug at his pierced nipples, position Li lIanhua’s cock against his raw, used hole, and he arches into the sensation. Mewls and moans. Presses his hand against his mouth in an attempt to silence himself but failing, pleading with broken moans Lianhua, Hua-gege please, please please i need- as Li Lianhua sinks into him with a slow roll of his hips.
"I could hear you through the wall, Xiaobao," Li Lianhua raises an eyebrow down at the boy as he tries to cover his mouth, "You think putting your hand over your mouth means I won't be able to hear how much you like this?"
Di Feisheng stretches languidly over the bed, running a hand down Li Lianhua’s lean chest, slapping a hand against Xiaobao's ass, watching the two men shudder viscerally in response.
"Maybe I should find that gag again so we don't wake up your Hua-gege next time?" A-Fei suggests.
Xiaobao's eyes are rolling back as Li Lianhua continues to rock inside, slowly but steadily thrusting against his prostate.
Deep shame mixed with arousal flushes over Xiaobao, his mouth unable to stop the little staccato ah, ah, ahs , of pleasure as Li Lianhua continues to drive into him. He feels so far away from his body, jet trapped in the desire-laced borders of it, incapable of thought. There's only sensations now - the push of cock against his insides, the smoothness of hands over his flanks, the sting of fingers tugging at his nipples, the wet slide of mouths against his own. His cock is so wet, dripping in pre-cum and slapping over his abdomen, and his eyes roll into the back of his skull on the next thrust.
Li Lianhua reaches between them to fist Xiaobao's cock and the boy cums for the second time with a cry, falling back against the pillows and barely conscious. He continues fucking him as Xiaobao moans weakly, the older men trading soft kisses with him and more heated ones with each other.
Di Feisheng runs the jewelry on Xiaobao's chest through his fingers appreciatively, saying "We should get more of these."
Li Lianhua rolls his eyes and leans down to whisper in a slack Xiaobao's ear. "Where do you want me to cum, Xiaobao?"
"In..." the boy says, or tries to, hoping it comes out intelligible enough for the older man to understand him. He can no longer control any part of his body, nothing left of him but the haze of orgasm, yet Li Lianhua must have understood. He continues to drive his hips into Xiaobao's used hole and after a couple of thrusts cums deep inside him. The boy’s chest hitches, tears of overstimulation falling from his eyes but he's too tired to care, no longer able to focus on anything around him.
"Xiaobao," a voice calls out to him, big strong hands cradling his face gently, "Are you with us, puppy?"
"I'm good," the boy manages to slur out. "Tired."
Li Lianhua eases down so that he's lying on Xiaobao's left, Di Feisheng on his right. They spoon him from either side, running hands through his hair and murmuring words of praise. They stay like that for a few minutes until the sweat and stickiness become too much for the older men to bear.
It's a familiar ritual to both of them by now - getting to the bathroom for a washcloth and wiping the worst of stains from Xiaobao's body, cleaning themselves up after. Li Lianhua gingerly unlatches the jewelry from the boy's abused nipples, A-Fei lifting Xiaobao in his arms as they move to the other room to lie down in clean sheets. Fang Xiaobao is quiet through it, letting out a few small whimpers as he drifts off into unconsciousness.
"He doesn't even realize how tempting he is," Li lIanhua sighs, running his hand through Xiaobao's hair as the boy dozes. "I'm going to be hearing that ‘ gege ’ in my sleep tonight."
"Tell me about it," Di Feisheng shoots him a look as he gently smears ointment over Xiaobao's reddened skin. "I just happened to come in while he was changing and saw the new accessory."
"Do you think he does it on purpose?" Li Lianhua wonders, drawing the sheets over their bodies, and brushing his fingers over Xiaobao's cheek, loving the way the boy curls into his touch.
"No, I don't. You're the cunning old fox in this relationship, Xiangyi," Di Feisheng responds, putting the ointment away. He leans in to kiss Xiaobao's forehead, buries his nose in the brown locks to inhale the scent of their young lover, "It looks to me like he's unaware of the effect he has on us."
"You're saying we're dirty old men then, A-Fei?" Li Lianhua frowns, meeting the other's eyes, and Di Feisheng laughs silently.
"Aren't we?"