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Friday nights were the best night.
No work the next day, no getting up at the crack of dawn - just peace.
Stan, Kyle, and F/N were all huddled up on their couch together, Kyle in the middle while the other two were on each side.
"This movie fucking sucks," Kyle called out, frowning as he pointed at the screen, "that- that is illegal!"
Kyle always got riled-up during movies, which made for great entertainment for his partners.
F/N hummed and placed a hand on his arm, "Yeah?" she asked, smirking a little.
"Yes! Are you questioning my knowledge?"
"Dude, shut up," Stan grumbled throwing a piece of popcorn at him, "some of us like watching movies."
Kyle muttered under his breath but stayed quiet, crossing his arms as he shouted in his head about more movie mistakes.
The movie ended soon, "Thank fuck that's over," Stan groaned, "I'm gonna get more popcorn - someone can chose the next movie," the man got up and grabbed the empty bowl, leaving Kyle and F/N on the couch together.
F/N waited a moment before looking at Kyle, grinning mischievously, "You know, I find it so hot when you get so worked up over movie inaccuracies," she teased, hand on his chest, making Kyle raise an eyebrow in confusion.
"Hot? How the fuck is that hot?"
"Oh c'mon, Kyle," F/N sung, "seeing you get worked up over a movie like that is just… if I was a dude, I'd have like, a triple hard boner."
Kyle laughed a little bit at her comment and held her close to him, "Oh, I see now - you got a total lady boner right now," he chuckled, kissing the top of the head, "that's kind of hot."
His lips moved down her cheeks, kissing them softly before his hands held her face, eyes concentrated on her lips, "You," kiss, "are," kiss, "so," kiss, "fucking," kiss, "hot," kiss.
F/N's eyes closed in pleasure, hands moving to the back of he head as Kyle leaned forward, kiss getting more heated as F/N's back fell onto the couch.
"Well shit," Stan whistled from behind, hands preoccupied with a full bowl of popcorn, "couldn't wait until we finished our next movie?"
Kyle groaned and moved away from the kiss, "She got a lady boner," he explained looking back at the other man, "wanna join?"
"No shit," Stan placed the bowl on the coffee table in front of them before hopping on the couch just behind F/N.
She looked up at Stan and smiled, "Hi, Stan," she greeted, looking up at Stan and grabbing his arm, "you wanna join, babe?"
Stan snorted and nodded a little, holding her face, "Any day of the week, F/N," he leaned down and took her lips with his, their eyes closed as they kissed.
Meanwhile, Kyle was staring at them in disbelief, his heart thumping in his chest as he watched both of his partners. The sight was turning him on so much and he could feel it with how restricting his pants had suddenly become.
He moved in between F/N's legs, pressing his erection right up to her core. F/N moved away from her kiss with Stan and gasped slightly, staring right at Kyle as he continually pressed himself against her.
His eyes were closed, muttering under his breath as he held her legs.
Stan and F/N both watched him quietly - both turned on.
"God I cannot- can we fuck now?" F/N cried out, already slowly taking off her top, Stan looked down and helped her.
"I second that," he muttered, peppering kisses along her face as he helped undress her.
Kyle snapped out of whatever trance he was under and looked at the two, face blushing as he realised that they were both kind of looking at him. "Y- Yeah, okay," Kyle muttered, helping to take off F/N's bottom clothing.
The other two stripped down - despite Stan's protest of his own clothing - and threw their clothes who knows where.
"So… who fuckin' who?" F/N asked, grinning softly as the two men stared at her.
"I- I don't know," Kyle responded, rubbing her leg, "wanna… ride me?"
F/N nodded in excitement, basically pouncing on Kyle. She held his face and kissed him a couple of times before turning around to face Stan, "Stan baby?"
"Yeah?"
"Mind helping slide Kyle's cock in me?" She asked, grinning slightly.
Stan snorted but nodded, inching closer to them, "Sure, F/N, anything for you," he responded. He grabbed Kyle's cock - which made the poor man whimper - and helped guide it just to the entrance of F/N's cunt.
"You are so pretty," Stan muttered into F/N's shoulder, kissing and biting at it softly before letting F/N fully fall onto Kyle's cock, "you're alright too," Stan added, smirking as he looked over at Kyle.
Kyle's hands were gripping F/N's hips, groaning a little as he shot a teasing look back at Stan, "Nngh- f- fuck you too, Stan."
He looked over at F/N, her hands on his chest as she waited a couple minutes before moving. "You okay?" Kyle asked, rubbing her sides a little with care.
F/N opened an eye and looked over at Kyle and nodded, "You got a nice cock," she responded, slowly starting to move up and down on his cock.
"Fuck, baby…" He groaned, helping her ride his cock.
Behind her, Stan held F/N's shoulders and rubbed them, kissing the side of her neck as he watched the two fuck in front of him. "Enjoying it?" He asked in a low, muttered tone in her ear.
F/N was moaning quietly, but nodded as her neck was slowly getting marked up by Stan.
He moved his hands down to where Kyle's were, intertwining with the other man's fingers.
Kyle looked over at Stan and groaned a little, gripping the man's hand tightly as he twitched inside of F/N.
"You're so- God, your hands are so warm," Kyle groaned, looking right at Stan.
He snorted a little and looked away in slight embarrassment. "Shut up."
Kyle laughed a little but was quickly shut up as he felt F/N squeeze against him.
"Oh fuck-" Kyle groaned under his breath, lips engulfed by F/N as she leaned down to kiss him.
Stan wanted action too, all he was getting was rubbing his dick against F/N's back.
"Can I…" Stan trailed off, squeezing Kyle's hand. The ginger moaned into the kiss and squeezed his hand back.
Stan disappeared momentarily before coming back, he had a bottle of lube and squeezed it on his cock.
He was turned on by the sight of his partners sweaty and fucking each other.
"Jesus fuck," Stan muttered under his breath as he moved just behind F/N.
She moved away from her kiss with Kyle to look back at Stan, "H- Hi, Stanley," she greeted, whining as she turned to face him.
One of her hands move to his face, holding it gently and kissing his lips passionately.
While they were kissing, Stan moved his fingers down to Kyle's ass, prodding them at the ring of his hole.
Kyle moaned at the sensation and slightly lifted his hips up in anticipation.
"God," Stan groaned against F/N's lips, his fingers slipping in Kyle.
The man groaned at the feeling, his fingers gripping F/N's waist tightly as his husband's fingers started to loosen him.
After loosening Kyle up enough, Stan held his cock gently before sliding into Kyle.
"Oh God, Stan!" Kyle hissed, eyes tearing up as he felt Stan's cock in his ass, his ass hole tightening slightly around the other man.
Stan moved away from the kiss and looked down at Kyle, rubbing his knee. "You good there?" He asked.
Kyle swallowed hard and nodded, he tried hard to think, "Mhm, so- so good," he stuttered, staring at his partners in front of him.
F/N rubbed Kyle's tummy and moved forward to kiss him a little, "You're doing so good," she muttered, kissing his cheek.
Kyle's hand gripped her waist a bit more tightly as she started to bounce on his cock again.
"Oh fuck!" Kyle groaned out, his moans only got louder and pathetic as Stan finally thrusted his hips against Kyle.
Stan's hands were holding Kyle's legs apart, resting his chin on F/N's shoulder.
"Fuck it's too- too much ohfuck!-" Kyle choked out, hands gripping the side of the couch. F/N laughed at his reaction slightly and basically slammed her ass down against him.
The ginger cried out and shook his head over and over, "Too- Too much- oh my God, are you two trying to kill me!?" he sobbed out, glaring at the other two who seemed to be having too much fun torturing Kyle.
"You- You gonna cum?" Stan teased, lifting Kyle's legs up a bit higher now to fuck him deeper. Kyle couldn't think - no snarky reply or sarcastic comment.
He nodded his head, whimpering and sobbing deeply as his cock twitched a final time, cumming a lot inside of F/N's cunt. "Mmph, good boy," F/N moaned, continuing to bounce on Kyle.
His eyes looked down at where the two met - some of his cum was dripping out of F/N's pussy and onto his skin, sliding down his cock.
"Jesus Christ," Kyle muttered, forearm covering his eyes, grunting softly as his other two partners fucked him - using him as a plaything.
One of Stan's hands moved away from Kyle's leg and onto F/N's breast, he squeezed it lightly as she moved back to kiss Stan.
Their lips sloppily met, the sensation so overwhelming for F/N as she finally came around Kyle. Her eyes squeezed shut as she moaned into the kiss, overwhelmed by both Kyle's cock and Stan's hand, which was now rubbing her nipple teasingly.
Stan came shortly after, moving his lips away from the kiss to lean against F/N's shoulder, letting out loud moans as he shot his load in Kyle.
"Fuck…" Stan groaned, he panted heavily and moved out of Kyle and flopping on his back. F/N stayed on Kyle and leaned down, resting her head on Kyle's chest.
"You both okay?" She asked, voice muffled as she kissed Kyle's chest.
"Yeah- Yeah I'm fine."
"Just perfect."
The three laid rested there for a couple of minutes before F/N moved off of Kyle, waddling to the bathroom as she turned the shower on.
Kyle and Stan both looked at each other for a moment, shooting each other a quick look before getting up. Kyle was the first to get up, he held his hand out for Stan who used the support to stand up.
"You were perfect," Kyle muttered, slightly slapping his face, "last one gets no dessert tomorrow," he whispered, laughing as Stan's eyes widened.
"Oh you're on!"
The two ran towards the bathroom, laughing with each other as they joined F/N in the shower.
Just a perfect Friday night.