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You were confident in your skin, you always have been. And ever since you got a boyfriend, your confidence escalated as he showered you with praise almost every time you do something. It amazes you how well he treats you because the treatment isn’t something everyone gets. That’s just how he is, and you love it.

It’s been weeks since you saw him last and you missed him dearly, everything from cooking meals at ungodly hours to him fucking you senseless; you missed him. He recently got a promotion and his job was keeping him from seeing you. To show him your love, and to get his attention, you decide to take a couple of nudes.

From the pictures where lace decorated your body to the completely nude ones, you were happy with what you saw. Surely, Suguru would be too. You could practically see his smile already as excitement filled your senses. Selecting a couple of pictures, you deleted the rest and saved the ones that were deemed best, with the best poses too.

Laying down, you looked at the upper left corner of your phone to check the time. 9:30 pm, you thought that it would be perfect to send them now as you couldn’t contain your excitement anymore.

Clicking on the messages app, you mindlessly clicked the top message as you saw Suguru’s name on it. Admittedly, you were slightly nervous as you dreaded the wait for a response, however, you pressed send anyway. You closed the phone, opting to prepare dinner as the pictures were sent one by one.

You didn’t bother to pick up your phone even once while preparing dinner. Along with the thought that maybe you were too attached to the device, you were still preparing yourself for Suguru’s response to the pictures. Though you weren’t doubting the fact that he might not like it, because, let's be honest, he’s a whore for you; you still need a little bit of mental preparation for the things that are about to go down.

What didn’t cross your mind was that you might’ve mistakenly sent the photos somewhere else. That you might’ve sent them to the group chat that Gojo created for you three weeks ago for little hangouts that Shoko would’ve been too busy to do. That someone other than your boyfriend looked at those photos and shared the expression that he has. That Suguru's hot best friend looked at your nudes.
And you were too late to unsend them.

It wasn’t until you noticed that your phone kept vibrating on the counter when you decided to check it. Setting down a plate and utensils you made your way towards where your phone sat. The countless notifications made your heart race faster as you noticed that it wasn’t just Suguru messaging you, but Gojo as well. The playful thoughts you had while cooking stopped immediately as you checked the messages from your lock screen.

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Suguru was confused when he opened the group chat to your nudes, but it never crossed his mind that you made a mistake. He saw that it was too late to tell you to delete them as the little gray text on the bottom indicates that his best friend already saw them.

For a few minutes, he just stared at his phone trying to think of why you decided to try and make him mad. Why you tried to get his best friend hooked on your body. And if you were trying to get both of them to fuck you tonight, because it worked.

Calling Gojo, Suguru stared at the wall in front of him thinking about how this may postpone the report he was working on. He was getting tired and would’ve asked for an extension anyway,

“Hey, dude.” Gojo’s voice rang in his ear as he snapped out of his small trance.

“You saw what Y/n sent right?” Suguru’s voice was stern. Maybe too stern for his best friend’s liking, however Gojo did already know what the call was about before he answered.

The voice on the other line went silent until Gojo let out a nervous huff, chuckling to lighten the mood as he replied, “Look, I’m sure it was a mistake and she meant to send them to you only.”

Now that Suguru’s emotions died down a bit, he realized that maybe his best friend was right. However, he was, and still is, settled to toying with you.

“I'm sure you looked at the pictures for a minute or two. They’re mesmerizing.” The response that Suguru gave confused Gojo a bit as he wasn't sure if his best friend was thinking straight. Sure he was right, but he respected Suguru and Y/n’s relationship. No matter how much he wanted to have a taste of you.

“Dude, are you serious?” He was genuinely confused, “She’s your girlfriend, why would I,” he took countless breaths, “Why would I have a place to comment on her? In this setting, at least...” Gojo stood up, running fingers through his white locks as he paced around the room.

“Would you want to have a place to do that? To do anything in fact.” He sensed the playfulness in Suguru’s voice as he stopped his tracks, lightly laughing at the statement. “Yeah, sure.” He replied sarcastically as he sat back down.

Although, Suguru didn’t sense his sarcasm as he told Gojo, “Be at my place at 5.”

The constant beep signaled that he dropped the call as soon as he said that. Gojo was now beyond baffled at what his best friend was planning. He lived in the next street so it would be easy to go at this hour. To his best interest, he followed suit and changed into anything other than his pajamas.

Gojo knocked on the door of his best friend’s apartment as he arrived after the walk. The door opened to Suguru, a present smirk on his face as he welcomed Gojo in, leading him to the sofa.

“Let’s think of replies.” The two sat down as they stared at each other’s phone, the group chat open. They thought of several replies as they sent them one by one, making sure to spam you a bit.

Satoru G.: ‘look at that, what a slut’
Suguru G.: ‘going for my best friend in front of me Y/n?’
Satoru G.: ‘maybe you even want to have a go with the two of us?’
Suguru G.: ‘you could’ve just told me, baby. would’ve said yes.’

They continued the playful torment they had on you until you decided to read the messages.

‘we'll be there in a few Y/n. get ready.’

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There wasn’t any point to explain how you just made a mistake. They were on their way here as you frantically paced around your house, passing through your barely eaten dinner. Eating was the last thing on your mind right now.

Admittedly, you have thought of taking the two of them at once, more than you’d like to say. Maybe this was just your dreams coming true unexpectedly. Your nerves were all over the place as the clock ticking was the only thing you fixated on for the minutes until they came knocking at your door. It was a mix of excitement along with the general nervousness, you didn’t know how to keep still.

Suguru alone was a good -- no great fuck, going to extreme lengths just to satisfy both of you; and he always did. However, Suguru along with his best friend? The contrast along with the similarity between them makes an admirable relationship. Sometimes taking into account how competitive they can become with each other, you look at the mirror. It was an endgame for how neat you look right now, and how you walk the following week.

You snap out of your thoughts as you hear a sharp knock on the door. Taking a deep breath, you step closer, looking through the peephole as you grip the knob, ready to open it for your boyfriend. Taking a deep breath, you step aside as you turn the knob, opening the door.

Unlike most days, Suguru has his hair in a half bun, letting the rest of his black locks fall on his shoulders. He came in first, taking off his grey zip-up to reveal the black tank top he was wearing underneath. “Hey, Y/n!” You shift your gaze onto the white-haired man that followed Suguru. Closing the door behind him, you return his greeting as if he didn’t just see countless naked pictures of you, taunting you with the messages they left.

You followed the two as they settled on the couch, Suguru completely ignoring you as he opened his phone. They both took up the whole couch as you stood there, your bottom lip in between your teeth as the room stayed quiet. Your dinner is cold by now.

“Babe, that was a mistake, please-,” You walk closer to where your boyfriend sat as he looked up at you, cutting you off. “Yeah? Was it really?” He was taunting you, it was obvious, the smirk on his face said so. You nodded, shifting your gaze to Gojo who was following along, switching his gaze between you two. His blue eyes were prominent tonight, he wasn’t wearing his usual sunglasses that left his eyes unseen.

You didn’t really know what Gojo’s reaction was, his face was unwaveringly apathetic and indifferent towards you. You can’t help but hope that he did think about your body positively; heck, even making the image of you engraved into his mind.

Suguru shifted his gaze onto the left side of the living room, where a floor-to-ceiling window displayed the city lights. You absentmindedly do the same as you stare into the breathtaking view that you came to get used to.

“Hey, Y/n.” You turn your head, meeting your boyfriend's eyes, a full smile on his face now.

“Mind stripping for us?”

“What?” The blatant statement made your eyes wide as you saw Gojo now sharing the smile that Suguru still had on his face.

“You heard him. Do you? We wanna see the shit you sent physically.” Gojo ushered you on as you stood there, your body stiff. I mean it isn’t anything they haven’t seen before, you expected this. For sure.

A soft ‘okay’ escaped your lips as you started slowly moving your hands, facing them directly. You brought your hands to the straps of your tank top slowly sliding them down, getting sudden goosebumps. You notice Suguru lifting his phone up and pressing a button on his screen as he focuses his camera on you. Shit.

You knew that he was recording you now since Gojo shifted his head to look at his best friend’s screen, his smile widening. Still, you didn’t stop removing the tank top. If anything, it pushed you further to put on a good show for the two.

Garment after garment fell to the floor, their gaze not wavering as their eyes followed your hands to the last piece of fabric left, your panties. You hooked your two thumbs on the side of the garment as you notice Suguru clicking his screen again. Did he stop recording?

“Alright babe, that’s enough. I’ll take care of that later.” Suguru said as he stood up, inching towards you. You felt the warmth of his body radiate against yours, leaving the previously cold space tolerably warm. He lifted your head with his index finger as he planted a swift kiss on your lips before lifting you up bridal style. The swift movement made you curl up in his arms, holding onto him for dear life as he slowly placed your head on top of Gojo’s lap, letting you lay down on the couch as he took off his tank top. My God, how you’re not going to get tired of seeing that.

Tossing the fabric onto the ground, he quickly got a hold of your face, cupping your chin with his palm, lifting your head up, squishing your cheeks as he kissed you. The other hand got to work on your hair, placing it onto one side as he let you back down on Gojo’s lap.

He then got to work on your collarbone, sucking on it as his hands found your waist, slowly shifting your body flat against the seat cushions, your legs sitting on top of the armrest. His mouth slowly worked its way downward, latching onto one of your nipples, his tongue circling around the bud, switching to the other one after some time.

You look up at the white-haired man as you feel a bulge forming where your head was. He was just watching with a smile on his face before he noticed you looking at him. It was pretty out of character for him to be completely silent as he moves his hand to stroke your hair. You wanted to tend to him too, feel his cock inside your mouth, completely filling it up.

And as if he read your mind, he asked, “I’m either joining or watching, you pick.”

You didn’t need to give him an audible answer as your hand was already working on zipping down his pants, shoving them down along with his boxers. You lifted your head a short while as he removed the garments, fully letting his cock loose as you looked at it, so close to your face.

You hear a chuckle from Suguru, making you look at him as his thumbs are hooked on the sides of your panties, ready to pull them down at any second. You felt as if he was just waiting for you to look at him to remove the garment, as he didn’t waste time to remove it when you three were all eyes on his hands.

He tossed your panties carelessly on the floor as he smoothed a hand from your feet to your thighs, stopping at your stomach as his hand encompassed it.

“Be a good girl and spread your legs for us.” He was looking into your eyes, his lips never faltered from his smile as you did what you were asked, already dripping wet. Suguru looked at your pussy as if it was the first time he saw it, with love in his eyes. He slowly ran a finger through your slit, slowly teasing your hole as he slowly brought his finger on his lips, slowly easing it inside his mouth as if he was teasing both you and Gojo.

“Y’know what? C’mere. Since you’re such a slut, stand up.”

You were confused for a second as your boyfriend lent a hand out, helping you stand. You look up at Gojo, past his dick. As he looks back at you, smiling as he shrugged as if he meant to say, ‘just follow him.’

You take Suguru’s hand as he stiffened his arm, lifting you enough to stand. You stare at him as he leads you close to the floor-to-ceiling windows. You’d like to think that these windows were tinted, and you were at a floor high enough that no passerby would just look up and see your naked body. But in truth, you didn’t know that to be sure, so when your boyfriend pulled down his pants, removed them, and grabbed your hair to lead you down, you didn’t know if people were watching or not.

“Better put on a good show, princess.” You stare up at him as he looks down the window, a couple of pedestrians still out. You take his dick in your hand as you slowly pump the not-so-flaccid dick. You take it in your mouth as he never lets go of your hair, pushing your head deeper, and deeper until you take all of him in.

You go through several of these as you try to look up at him with tears in his eyes. He shows you no mercy as he continues the treatment. From the corner of your eye, you can make out Gojo watching you suck on your boyfriend’s cock as he played with his own, His fingers deliberately stroking his hard cock, turned on by the sight of you two.

“Such a good girl,” Suguru said as he pulled on your hair, completely removing his dick from your mouth. Several strings of saliva still connect them as you look up at him. He snickers at the sight, emitting an amused whistle. “Get up.” You did as you were told, him wiping the tears that escaped your eyes as if he didn’t cause them.

“Yo Satoru. Wanna try out the best fucking pussy?” You look in the same direction Suguru did, as Gojo walked up to both of you. “Who am I to say no to that?”

“Then please, be my guest and fuck her against the window.”

You look back at Suguru, shocked at his statement. The excitement slowly showed up as the expression on your face shifted from shock to a sly smile. You were led to the flat of the window, Gojo behind you. You admired the nice view for a while as you felt a pair of hands engulf both of your tits and a whisper against your ear, “You ready to get fucked in front of all these people?”

“Yes, Gojo.” You look in the direction of the whisper as you were met by a loving stare. “Please, call me Satoru and skip the formalities.” You nod as you feel your cheeks heat up, looking back at the view.

“Open your legs a bit.” You hear a voice in the background that you could recognize as your boyfriend’s as you followed suit. You tensed up a bit as you felt a long, slender finger run up your slit before entering you, giving you a few pumps before it disappeared and was replaced by you being pressed against the glass, with a dick entering you from behind.

The initial shock and pain was nothing new, but the fact that your tits were pressed up against the glass that probably wasn’t tinted was. Satoru stopped for a second, being balls deep into you, he let you adjust to his size. It took you a second to realize that you stopped breathing, completely holding in the breath you took before he entered you. And once you let it go, he pulled back a bit and started slowly thrusting into you.

The glass started to fog from the breaths you both took, along with the rise of heat from your bodies. You were completely in the zone, your body slowly going limp as Satoru held you up, chuckling as he continued his thrusts, going faster by the minute.

“I had no idea you were into this kind of thing. Look at how worked up you’re getting.” Suguru’s voice, along with his light snickers from time to time were constant as you got fucked against the window. Your body language said it all, he was right. The squirms you were emitting along with the pretty jagged moans and the little syllables, trying to give a snarky comeback. He was consuming it all, the sight of his girlfriend getting fucked by his best friend.

With the seemingly calculated thrusts at the perfect spot along with the incredible pacing, it was no surprise that you were already close. “I’m-- I’m gonna-,” you tried to stutter out, getting cut off by your own moans.

He suddenly pulled out as you were almost at your peak, letting go of his strong grasp on you and letting your body falter before your boyfriend catches you, dragging you to the couch as your legs hurt.

Suguru sat you up in the middle of the couch as he positioned himself between your thighs, moving them apart. You look down at him with half-lidded eyes as he dragged his tongue along your thighs, planting small kisses along your slit before flattening his tongue against you, licking a stripe up.

“You taste like fucking candy.” He stood up and left the space between your thighs empty. Your eyes mindlessly following him as he walked up to Satoru, initiating a soft makeout. The fluids in their mouth mixing as their tongues roamed each other’s mouths. “Yeah, she does.”

Satoru looked at you as he broke the kiss off, a string of saliva still connecting them until he walked towards you. “Wanna try taking two at once?”

He sat beside you as you mindlessly nodded, agreeing to whatever he said, the words not sinking into your skull. It wasn’t until you were lying on top of the white-haired man, with your boyfriend on top of you that you registered what was about to happen.

A drizzle of cold lube met your ass as they both try and prep you, not wanting to hurt you as much. You felt a thumb over your clit, rubbing small circles around it as your asshole stretch around Satoru’s cock. Though the pleasure of someone rubbing your clit helped with the pain, it still hurt. You squirmed, holding tightly onto Satoru’s white hair as he stopped, balls deep inside of you.

He let you adjust a bit as Suguru deeply kissed you, simply showing his affection before the man behind you slowly started moving. The pain had eased as Suguru pulled away, positioning his cock over your entrance as he whispered sweet nothings to your ear.

You’re doing great princess. He slowly inserted his cock inside of you, stretching you out more. You felt as if you could break with both inside of you as they showered you with kisses. It took a minute before they both started slowly thrusting, being really cautious with you. A moan escaped your lips as you started moving your hips on your own, wanting more friction. That’s until Suguru’s hand made its way back on your stomach, stopping you from your movements as he quickened his own pace, with Satoru following along.

The couch was now rocking back and forth with the rhythm of the three of you, the pace going faster and faster. Satoru’s hands were on both of your tits as he was leaving hickeys on your exposed shoulder, as Suguru started rubbing your clit. They were both hitting the right spots, continuously. And to no surprise, you were close.

“Oh shit, you’re close.” The jagged breaths along with you clenching around their cocks gave it away as they continued their ministrations, giving you your sweet release. The intensity of the orgasm led to your legs shaking for a while as they never bothered to stop, going faster now that you’re coming down from your high. You let out a string of moans as their thrusts were losing their rhythm, signaling that they were also close.

However, instead of continuing, Satoru pulled out from behind you as he slowly removed himself from beneath you, placing you against the seat cushions. He now stood in front of your face, holding his cock up against your face. You diligently take him inside your mouth, sucking on his cock, running your tongue against its prominent base.

You felt Suguru pull out before coming on your stomach, his cum completely coating you as he threw his head back, pumping his dick until he let it all out. Satoru fisted your hair as he pushed his cock deep inside of your mouth before completely pulling out. He gave himself a small handjob as he followed in coming on your tits, spewing his cum out as he fully intended on covering you up with it.

The mix of liquids present on your skin, along with your disheveled hair left you breathing hard as the two men stare lovingly at you. Once again, Suguru picks his phone up from the coffee table and proceeds to take pictures of you, half passed out on the messy couch.

“You belong on magazine covers princess, all fucked out like that or not.”

You sleepily chuckled at the remark as they offered to clean you up along with the couch.