secureserver | Kinky + Angst?

Once again, the Miya twins had gotten into a fight, not a major one as they hadn't come to blows, but one that caused enough of a disruption that they had been given laps and done clean-up. Tension was still there, simmering off of each other as they showered, a single shower head between them, bodies angled away from each other, pointedly ignoring each other as they washed up.

The fight had started as most Miya fights did; Atsumu running his mouth, picking at some particular spot until Osamu's temper finally gave out. Fortunately, whatever the ongoing issue between the two of them didn't cause Osamu to throw hands and instead started a screaming match. (Probably helped by the fact their teammates had physically put themselves between them. Osamu's violence only had one target.)

Both turned when they heard someone walk in, eyes locked on their captain. It was a poorly kept secret that they were both crushing on Kita. Yet, despite all the other things that made the two of them fight, this fact was something that inspired some measure of solidarity between them. Though neither was above trying to show off for Kita and outdo the other.

"Hey Kita-san!" Atsumu said, preening as he washed the muscles of his chest, angling ever so slightly to show off his pecs. "Didn't know you were still here."

Kita generally tries to be the last to leave, to make sure everything is cleaned up correctly and ready for the next day. And also today maybe to keep an eye on the twins even if it's not particularly necessary. Now, he can get ready to leave himself. His eyes are drawn to Atsumu first when he calls out. His eyes dropping to the other's chest before catching himself. The twins were both attractive, but Kita is their captain and lusting after his teammates is definitely irresponsible.

Despite what's going on in his head, his face is still calm and seemingly unflappable.

"There were some club members I needed to keep an eye on."

The twins might not be the smartest guys on the team, but they both saw the way Kita's eyes were drawn to Atsumu's chest.

Which, of course, made Atsumu preen and tighten his core to flex, showing off his abs and chest and turning just a bit more to show off his entire front to Kita.

Neither twin had much in the way of shame, but Atsumu had even less of it. He shot a smirk at Osamu, who scowled at him. "Why don't you join us, Kita-san?" he asked. "I'll wash your back for you! Samu can attest I'm good at it."

"You haven't washed my back since we were ten," Osamu deadpanned. "And you sucked at it."

"Oi!"

Kita smothers a smile at the twins’ antics. He does need a shower… quietly he prepares himself for his shower and then goes to the empty spot between the twins.

“You don’t need to wash my back,” he does finally say, admittedly he’s thinking about it. Being between the naked twins, even for Kita he has a hard time resisting the urge to fully check their bodies out. But at least he has an excuse to close his eyes, tilting his head back after he turns on the water.

Osamu has a hard time stopping himself from staring at Kita but manages to limit himself to a few peeks while he knows Atsumu's more overt about checking Kita out.

It's hard to keep it to just peeks. Seeing Kita without his binder, his pussy. Between the two of them, he's the gay twin, and Atsumu's the bi twin, and even though Kita's got a pussy he's all guy.

When Kita tilts his head, he can't help but look. His cock was standing proud from his groin. He looked at his twin, seeing Atsumu staring at Kita's groin, and his cock was hard as well.

"Hey," Atsumu began, voice rough with want. "Kita-san, you know you're so fucking hot, right?" Atsumu looked over at him, and their eyes met.

And Osamu's on board with Atsumu's idea. They could share. In near unison, they turn their showers off and move next to Kita. "Let us help," Osamus said.

It’d been impossible to miss their hard one but the polite thing to do was not mention it. To try and wash away the knowledge and image from his head and ignore how he feels a stirring between his legs.

Kita wouldn’t have thought that he might be part of the reason for those hard ons. Hearing Atsumu’s voice like that has him feeling a coil of heat in the pit of his stomach. His nipples had already pebbled but felt tighter somehow. He still hadn’t opened his eyes at Osamu chiming in or the sound of their showers being turned off.

He feels like he’s been sucked into a porno and that he must be dreaming as he senses them moving in closer to him. Swallowing heavily, he finally opens his eyes, looking between them, eyes lowering to look at their hard dicks he’s pretty sure he’s not misreading the situation. He should be responsible and put a stop to this. He’s older, he’s their captain but he’s also thoroughly attracted to the both of them.

“This really isn’t appropriate,” is the rather lame attempt at diffusing the situation, no authority behind his words at all.

It does feel like a porno, Atsumu thought as he openly stared at Kita with open desire. He cut a look at Osamu, who was also staring.

"So?" he asked, turning his attention back to Kita. "You're only a year older, and it's not like you're our coach."

He saw Osamu put a hand on Kita's shoulder, gently rubbing. "It'll be fun," his twin said.

"Fun," Atsumu agreed, beaming at Kita. It was a little weird to be trying to seduce Kita with his brother. To share a sexual partner. To fuck him at the same time.

But they share everything else, a room, a bathroom, a womb, and DNA. Anyway, it wasn't like they would pay attention to each other; their object of desire would be between them, all their attention on him.

"Let us clean you up," he said, putting his hand on Kita's other shoulder. He looked at Osamu, silently having a quick planning session, and then both of them leaned in and pressed kisses to either cheek. His hand went down Kita's chest, finding a nipple and rolling it under his thumb as he cupped his breast; Osamu's hand went down his back, probably to Kita's ass. Osamu was very much an ass man, while Atsumu himself tended to pay attention to the chest.

Kita is already wavering and in most cases he would be able to stand firmer but it's hard not to give in when he's naked, when the twins are naked and their cocks are beautiful and hard. It's really not fair when it's two against one. His will to resist has quickly crumbled, dust by the time they kiss his cheek. His eyes close again.

There's not another word of protest, there's no movement to try and stop them from touching him. Instead, Kita bites back a moan as Atsumu's hand is on his breast, teasing the sensitive nipple. He's not big enough to fill the other's hand and it feels good the way he's touching him... only accentuated when Osamu's touching his ass, Kita exhaling shakily.

Kita is a goner.

"Okay," he says, even though, this really has nothing to do with cleaning him up at all.

The twins shared a grin and shifted—Osamu behind Kita and Atsumu in front. "We'll take care of you," Osamu promised as he washed the soap away, leaning in to press a kiss to his neck, then sliding down to his kiss, kissing along Kita's spine.

Atsumu, he knew, would go for Kita's chest, suck a nipple into his mouth and suck, playing with the other one. He knew that's what his twin liked to do with girls, having walked in on him once.

When he was on his knees, he took hold of their captain's ass (fuck, it was nice); he spread his cheeks apart, leaning in to start licking at him. He had imagined this for so long. As he lapped at the tight muscle, he slid a hand up to stroke the lips of Kita's pussy, only to find Atsumu's there as well. Oh well, they could fit both of their fingers in him.

As if reading his mind, Atsumu sunk one finger inside of Kita, and Osamu followed suit.

It's definitely something out of fantasy and pornos, to feel two sets of lips on him at the same time. He can't say he's never fantasized about the twins but he hadn't thought of them together, like this... His spine tingles as Osamu moves lower down his spine, biting his lip as that sensation entangles with the pleasure from Atsumu's mouth on his nipple, the other one not left abandoned and teased by his fingers. His nipple is hard and the attention makes it ache in the most delicious way.

"Ah...ha..." Kita gasps in surprise when his cheeks are spread and he feels a wet tongue on his hole. The sensation of pleasure is only amplified when both of them are touching his pussy, already wet showing that they're definitely doing a good job arousing him. He grabs at Atsumu's arm when their fingers slid into him, his pussy tightening around them. His face is flushed, aroused and a little embarrassed at being so seemingly easy.

"Yer so hot, Kita-san," Atsumu murmured as he kissed the other boy's little breast before popping the nipple into his mouth. He couldn't help but laugh as Osamu started right on eating Kita's ass.

"Gonna fuck you so good," he said as they began to finger fuck him, each of them crooking their fingers in opposite directions, spreading his pussy out. "A cock in each hole. Sounds hot, doesn't it?"

He grinned, all foxy mischief, and lightly nipped the hard little nub. "Make you feel so good. Fuck you so many times."

Below them, Osamu hummed his agreement.

It's a lot, being touched by two different men at once. The other's mouth on his sensitive nipple, and the fingers inside him. He leans toward Atsumu, still holding onto him as he lets his ass push out a little toward Osamu. He'd have never imagined someone would be so quick and eager to eat out his ass... He makes an embarrassing whining sound as his pussy contracts around their fingers. He's only getting wetter, both their attention and the dirty talk turning him on.

"Hah," he gasps at the nip, he feels frozen under the twins' onslaught.

"Yeah... yes," he pants in response to the dirty thoughts being put out there. Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined this. He'd always been a bit vanilla just out of simplicity sake and this to him is extremely kinky. "You guys are making it hard to think..."

"Don't think then," Osamu heard Atsumu said. "Just feel how good we can make feel."

The way Kita's body contracts around his and his twin's fingers is so hot.

He felt his brother's legs shift, pulled back a bit to see Atsumu start to get on his knees, making kissing sounds, likely kissing down Kita's stomach, and was greeted with the sight of his brother's cock.

He didn't want to look at that, not when he had Kita's nice ass avaible to not only look at but play with as well.

"Shit," he murmured.

"Yeah," Atsumu said. "Fuck, your pussy is so hot, gonna suck your clit-dick." And since Atsumu started making sucking sounds, he figured that's what he was doing.

He went back to eating out Kita's ass as the two of them kept finger fucking him, eager to make him cum, to make him cum so many times.

Kita’s breath is coming out harsher, finding it hard to keep himself completely upright as Atsumu kissed down his body. One of his hands pressed against the wall and then as Atsumu gets down the other hand goes into his hair, curling slightly as he tries to hold the noises as he’s being sucked off. The little dick is swollen already and so sensitive. That with Osamu’s tongue against him leaves his thighs trembling as he’s being pushed so quickly to an orgasm.

The fingers thrust into him just right and the pleasure blooms suddenly, both expected but the orgasm still taking him by surprise. His hips arch, hand twisting in Atsumu’s hair holding him right where he was as the pleasure sears through him.

How is this real life?

It was real life. The twins never thought they would be doing this and never even joked about it with each other.

When they get Kita to cum, they pull back, grinning at each other, then up at Kita.

"That was fun, Kita-san," Atsumu said, letting his tongue lull out and play with his clit-dick, then slid it into his vagina.

Osamu stood, wrapping his arms around Kita's shoulders. "Kita-san," he murmured softly, voice filled with desire and affection, before kissing their captain's neck. "Kita-san, I want you so badly." His hips rock against Kita's backside, hard cock slipping between his cheeks.

Kita pants, looking down at Atsumu and then shifting to look back at Osamu. His knees buckle for a moment when Atsumu teases at him and then pushes his tongue inside, hand pressing on the slippery wall. Osamu broad body against his back, his strong arms around him and that low voice to his sensitive neck... It's so overwhelming.

"I... I don't know if I can keep standing," he admits to the two of them but fuck between the other's cock against his ass and the tongue in his pussy he is nearly pushed into another orgasm. They're going to wring him out tonight aren't they? He feels a throbbing heat at that thought, a desire for that exact thing. A fleeting image of at the end being exhausted and thoroughly fucked and used and pleasured and fitted between the two of them comfortably to sleep... it's fleeting and it's hard to hold onto that when he's trying to stay upright and they're assaulting his body with so much pleasure.

"Want you both..." he admits out loud. It feels selfish and shameful but it's the truth.

"It's okay," Osamu said. "I've got you."

He looked down at Atsumu, who was once again going to town on Kita's pussy. He swallowed. It was so hot watching his brother eat their captain.

"We can give you both," he murmured, a little shyly, disire thick in his throat. "Spit roast you, one in your ass, one in your pussy." He really wanted that one. To have Kita between him and his brother, both of their large cocks slide in and out of him.

He slid a finger down Kita's spine, and between his round cheeks, to his hole. "Can I?" he asked as he circled the pad of his finger against the puckered rim.

Kita still feels unsteady but he does trust Osamu to keep him from falling, and well, Atsumu is right there too. Right there with his mouth on his cunt and driving him insane, just like feeling Osamu behind him is doing to him as well.

The image that comes into his mind of having the both of them inside him at once has his pussy clenching and a moan pulled from his lips. His back arches with the line of Osamu's touch, tilting his head toward him.

"Yes, of course," he says, breathless.

Standing, Atsumu slid two fingers back into Kita's snatch as Osamu shifted. He peeked over Kita's shoulder to watch Osamu's finger slide between soft, round, cheeks.

"Hot," he said, pressing lips to his captain's shoulder. "Gonna fuck you so hard."

With his other hand, he took hold of his cock and rubbed the head of it against Kita's dick, smearing precum against it. "So hot, it's hard waiting for Osamu to stretch your hole out."

Kita groans quietly, pressed between the twins and both of them driving him a little crazy. He rocks down into Atsumu's fingers, leans a little toward him as Osamu's slides his finger between his cheeks. He pants, and it feels like he's run a marathon when all he's done is stood here between them.

"Ah..mmm," He gasps, pressing his lips together before he made too loud of a noise as the other's cock presses against his and has him grabbing onto Atsumu's arms to steady himself because it'd be so easy to go down to the ground at this point.

He presses back toward Osamu, and the vague thought of condoms came to mind but in the haze of pleasure and desire he also just as quickly dismisses it for the time being. It feels too good to say anything that might make it stop.

The thought of condoms doesn't even enter either of the twins' minds. Too focused on getting Kita off, too horned up to think straight.

Osamu buried his face into Kita's neck and shoulder as he sunk in a second finger. "How many," he asked between kisses. "How many fingers before I can give you my cock?"

"Two should be good, I think," Atsumu said, continuing to watch Osamu finger their captain's ass. "He's so turned on. He's so wet. C'mon, 'Samu, I really want to be inside him."

"You think I don't wanna?" Osamu countered. "I'm big, 'Tsumu."

"You act like you're bigger than me," Atsumu pouted at him as drove his fingers deeper into Kita's pussy.

Kita groans, his ass pressing back, panting softly and trying to manage to think straight enough to logically answer that question. His body is so impatient and wants the other's dick right then and there but as the two bicker a bit back and forth Kita smiles, actually laughing a little even. The laugh catches and turns into a moan as their fingers both manage to press just the right way to have him seriously doubting he can stand any longer. But they got him so he doesn't worry.

"You both have big, beautiful cocks," he murmurs, looking at Osamu. "I think... you should probably do at least three."

"Three," Osamu told Atsumu. "Calm down, suck Kita-san's tits to distract him."

"They are nice tits," Atsumu said, leaning down to take a nipple back into his mouth as Osamu slowly put a third finger into his captain's ass.

This was going to be so much fun.

Kita shivers a little as the twins talk to each other, biting his lip briefly when Atsumu's mouth covers his nipple again. He moans between that and the third finger stretching him more, tightening slightly around the fingers inside of him.

He feels the urge to moan their names and what comes out is simply "Miyas," one hand curled into Atsumu's hair and the other reaching back to grasp Osamu's side. "You both so good."

Popping off Kita's tit, Atsumu asked, "Is he ready?" and then he took the other nipple into his mouth.

"Almost," Osamu. "Give me a few seconds. Fuck he's so tight."

"Gonna feel so good," Atsumu said before nipping Kita's nipple and then giving him a hungry kiss. "I'm gonna put my cock in you now," he said as he pulled his fingers out and pulled his captain close. "Hold onto me."

"Hey," Osamu began.

"It'll be easier for you to put yer dick in him this way."

"Fine."

Grabbing Kita under his ass, Atsumu lifted him up, and then began to slide him down on onto his dick.

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