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“So what? Ya actually think that Tobio likes fuckin’ ya the most?” Atsumu exclaimed, disbelief dripping off every word his mouth spewed.
Tooru lazily sipped from his glass, before gracefully setting it back on the bar—looking beautiful and calculating, traits which Tobio always found appealing. “I know he does. There’s simply no one who can fuck Tobio better than me.” He waved his hand at the blonde. “I’ve known him way longer than you.”
Atsumu narrowed his eyes, and Tobio shivered in his seat from where he was trapped between his two long-time rivals.
Who also happened to be his two long-time fuck buddies.
It was as much thrilling as it was nerve wracking.
But, how could it not be? His two fuck buddies were interacting. And the tension between them was so palpable it was making Tobio’s skin crawl—in a good way.
“Who cares about that?” Atsumu rolled his eyes. “I was Tobio-kun’s first kiss!”
Tooru shrugged off the proud proclamation. “So? I was his first blow job.” He let out a long-suffering sigh. “We could go around in circles for hours. Why don’t we just ask Tobio?” Tooru proposed.
Atsumu nodded, turning to face Tobio with full confidence. “Well? Tell ‘em Tobio! That I fuck ya the best.”
“No, no. He’s gonna say it’s me.” Tooru smirked, a hand coming to rest on Tobio’s upper thigh.
Tobio glanced between the two of them, unsure what to do in this situation. He really enjoyed fucking them both. For different reasons. There wasn’t really a winner, or a “best” one, at least between these two.
However, Tobio knew them both well enough to know that that answer wouldn’t be acceptable to them.
He racked his brain for a solution, and that’s when—thanks to the help of a few beers—he came up with the best possible scenario.
“Ummm,” Tobio licked his lips. “I think I need… you to both fuck me again.”
Tooru’s fingers curled into the fabric of his pants. “Alright, then. Me first.”
Leaning into his other side, Atsumu’s lips were a breath away from his ear as he glared at Tooru. “Nah, I get first dibs.”
Tobio shook his head, trying to make it clear what he wanted. “No, like, at the same time…? Would you wanna do that?”
Atsumu pulled back, eyes wide. “Damn, Tobio-kun. Ya fer real?”
“What?” Tooru mocked. “Are you scared that I’ll out-perform you?”
“No!” Atsumu replied indignantly. “I was just makin’ sure.”
“If Tobio-chan wasn’t sure, then he wouldn’t have asked.” Tooru said, slipping off his stool. “Now let’s go.”
Tobio felt himself be pulled from the chair as Tooru dragged him towards the elevator. After only a few seconds, another hand grabbed his free one, and he turned to see Atsumu following after them.
———
Rough fingers clutched at Tobio's jaw, forcing his mouth to take Atsumu's cock even deeper.
The blonde smirked down at him, and Tobio grew harder under the smug gaze. “Y’see Tobio-kun, I told ya I could make ya cry more than that fuckin’ prick.”
A familiar scoff came from behind him, but from this position Tobio couldn’t see the person it belonged to. “And how do you figure I'm not the one making Tobio-chan cry?”
The taunt was accented with a particularly violent thrust, sending Tobio careening forward until he was choking on Atsumu’s dick. More tears welled in the corners of his eyes before streaming down his pink-flushed face.
Tooru ground into him, heavy balls slapping against Tobio’s ass, which was still raw from their little competition earlier…
“I can slap ya the hardest.”
“No way. I have the best serve in all of South America. Tobio-chan get your ass over here and let me prove it!”
“Ya, Tobio-kun, come over here!”
Tobio really had no idea who hit him the hardest. By the end of it, he was on the verge of tears and begging for one of them, either of them, to fuck him.
And jesus, Tobio had been fucked by both of them before, but never at the same time. And they were both already rather aggressive partners, but with them competing against each other?
Well shit, Tobio wasn’t sure he’d survive to play in the monster generation match tomorrow. (Sorry, Kuroo-san!)
“Because Tobio-kun is sobbin’ on my dick right now,'' Atsumu sneered proudly. “So I'm takin' credit for these tears.''
As he finished speaking, he snapped his hips forward, stretching Tobio’s lips until they stung. Atsumu moaned under his breath as Tobio's throat constricted around him, reaching out his hand to cup his cheek.
Tobio blearily blinked up at him and Atsumu's earlier sneer softened a bit. “Good boy, Tobio. Yer doin’ wonderful. Been s’good for us all night.” He slanted his eyes to the brunette. “Right?”
“I would've given him praise unprompted, jackass,” Tooru grumbled, slowing down his thrusts.
Thin fingers danced up Tobio’s spine, pressing into the two dimples on his lower back, offering soothing touches across his sweaty skin. “Mmmhh, Tobio-chan. He’s right. You are being good.”
Tooru lowered himself to kiss between his shoulder blades, the warm lips caressing his skin with reverence. “You’re so pretty like this.”
Lifting up, he pulled out so just the tip of his cock was inside, spreading his rim.
“Are you having fun with me and Atsumu at the same time? I always knew you were a slut. But a threesome? Really?” Tooru plunged into his hole once more eliciting a pathetic mewling sound from Tobio, though it was muffled by the cock in his mouth.
Atsumu snickered at the sound, then his eyes lit up. “Hey, Tooru? D’ya think this cute slut of our’s deserves a reward?”
“Oh? What did you have in mind?”
“Maybe a facial?” Atsumu’s finger trailed along his cheek, thumb brushing wetness away from his lashes. “Good for this pretty pale skin of his.”
Tobio tried his best to nod, wanting more than anything to feel Atsumu’s cum covering his face.
“I guess so.” Tooru agreed, but couldn’t resist a dig at the fake blonde. “Quick on the trigger, are we?”
“Hey!” Atsumu complained. “It’s been awhile since Tobio gave me head I forgot how talented he is.”
“That's true.” Tooru agreed.
In the past, Tobio had sucked an orgasm out of him in a couple embarrassingly short amounts of time. But, Tobio was taught well. And taught by the best. Everything he knew was thanks to—
Atsumu slammed into his mouth, cutting off his thoughts and the accompanying memories, leaving him no room to think. “Lemme use yer mouth like a good little doll.” He stroked hair away from his face. “Then I’ll reward ya with my cum, kay?”
Spurred on by his partners’ praise, Tobio swallowed around Atsumu's cock, trying to bring him to the edge faster. After a few more minutes, Atsumu was reduced to breathy groans, and quickly pulled out of tobio’s mouth, causing spit to drip down his chin.
Atsumu's eyelids fluttered shut, his hand wrapping around his spit-slicked cock as he jerked himself once, twice, a third time, then he shot his load all over Tobio's waiting face.
Cum mixed with tears and spit, coating Tobio with absolute filth. And god, he loved it. Loved being used like this. Used by them.
“I wanna see,” Tooru whined.
And the next thing Tobio knew he was being flipped on his back, with Tooru crawling over him.
“Wow, Tobio-chan. You look so dirty like this. How beautiful.” Tooru’s brown eyes flared, then he slipped back inside while, at the same time, slamming their mouths together.
Tooru began fucking him in earnest, licking up Atsumu’s cum from his face. His tongue lapped over Tobio’s cheeks, his nose, his lips.
Atsumu watched them for a bit as he came down from his recent high. But the sight was enough to get him hard again, and he wasn’t one to be left out of fun things.
Laying down beside them on the bed, he pulled Tooru's face away from Tobio.
And, honestly, he meant to kiss Tobio. But seeing Oikawa Tooru with the remnants of Atsumu’s cum on his swollen lips was too tempting. So, he snagged Tooru’s mouth instead.
If Tooru was surprised, he didn’t show it, and they started to heavily make out mere inches away from Tobio’s face.
Tobio laid his head back against the pillow, content to watch the show. Seeing Atsumu and Tooru devour each other’s mouths was bringing him closer to the edge.
When Atsumu slipped his hand between their bodies to grasp Tobio's leaking cock, Tobio couldn’t suppress his moan. The pathetic sound caught his partners’ attention and they broke apart.
Atsumu tilted his head down to briefly kiss Tobio’s parted lips. “Are ya close, Tobio-kun?” He whispered.
Tobio couldn’t speak so he just weakly nodded, lifting his hips to meet Tooru's thrusts and Atsumu’s hand.
Tooru’s head fell against his shoulder. “I'm close too, Tobio-chan. Let’s finish together.” He began gnawing along his pulse and Atsumu followed his lead, sucking bruises into the other side of Tobio’s neck and shoulder—as if competing to see who could leave the most marks.
It only took a few more thrusts before Tooru was spilling into his hole, warmth spreading inside of him. As he came, he bit Tobio's shoulder, causing Tobio to cum with a loud grunt into Atsumu's deft hand.
It took them a long moment to recover, tangled in each other’s arms and breathing heavily.
Eventually, Atsumu lifted up slightly. “So, who do ya think can eat ya out better?”
Tooru snorted. “Me, of course.”
Tobio barely heard them, still half-lost in space. It wasn't until he felt two tongues eating the cum from his ass that he gained any sense of awareness.
Suddenly much more awake, he tilted his head up to find Atsumu and Tooru fighting for space between his legs. Their fingers gripping his thighs tightly, trying to spread his legs even further.
He whined under their dual assaults.
Their tongues felt incredible.
There was something inherently dirty about having cum eaten out of your ass. And having two people eat him out at the same time? It was even dirtier.
Fuck. Was he gonna cum again?
“Atsumu-san,” Tobio mumbled. “Want ya to fuck me, too. Wanna feel full again.”
Both of his partners lifted up, lips pink and swollen. Atsumu smiled at him, and Tobio was overcome with a happy, indescribable feeling. “Ya want my cock, baby?”
“Mmmhh,” Tobio nodded, then his hazy gaze slid to the brunette. “C’mere, Tooru.”
“Oh, I’m Tooru now?” The corner of his mouth lifted up, and Tobio felt even more bliss at the sight. “You only use that when you’re really out of it.” He teased, but nonetheless complied.
With Tooru laying beside him, kissing every inch of his chest, Atsumu finally took his turn. Tobio let out a sigh of relief when Atsumu’s cock filled him up, sliding in easily with the residual lube and cum.
When Atsumu unexpectedly slapped his ass, Tobio bit Tooru’s bottom lip hard enough to draw blood. He startled, tasting iron in his mouth, and pulled away from Tooru’s face.
Blood stained his lips, a few drops falling onto his chin.
“Oh, shit. M’sorry.” Atsumu said hastily, stilling his hips. “I wasn’t thinkin’.”
“It’s fine,” Tooru reassured. “Let me grab a tissue.”
Tobio wrapped an arm around his neck, thinking about when he had first learned about blood play, but quickly shoved those memories aside.
“No, don’t. It’s hot.” Then he brought their mouths back together, making sure to clean up all the blood from his face—even going as far as to suck on his lip a little more, squeezing out a few more drops.
Tooru pulled back, staring at Tobio for a second before licking up some of the blood. It pooled at the tip of his tongue and Tobio immediately knew what he wanted. Leaning forward, Tobio gripped his face and sucked the blood from his tongue.
“Fuck.” Atsumu whispered under his breath, thrusting into him again. “That is hot.”
They continued to messily—bloodily—make out as Atsumu fucked him with shallow strokes.
But all three were nearing the end of their stamina (they had been at practice for hours earlier).
So, it only took a few more minutes before Atsumu’s hips were stuttering against Tobio’s pinkened ass. And he came with a guttural groan, adding to the mix of fluids already inside Tobio’s hole.
After Atsumu finished, he took Tooru’s cock in his hand, helping to jerk him off as Tooru knelt down to enclose his mouth over Tobio’s sensitive cock. Tooru sucked him off quickly and efficiently, bringing him to another orgasm within record time. Then Tooru followed shortly after.
When they were all satiated, Tobio was manhandled into the center of the bed, laying between them. Tooru on his left and Atsumu on his right.
Tooru absently kissed along his jaw, while Atsumu drew lazy circles on his abdomen. Tobio couldn’t help but feel cherished, wanted, cared for.
But did they really care for him? Like how he did for them? He couldn’t be sure, and was too scared of rejection to find out.
“Well, Tobio?” Tooru murmured against the shell of his ear. “Who's the better fuck? Me or blondie-chan over there?”
Tobio yawned, wanting nothing more than to fall asleep in their arms, instead of answering this question.
“Tell us, Tobio-kun.” Atsumu demanded, tickling his sides.
Tobio laughed under his hands, flinching when it made pain flare up in his lower back. “Fine, fine.” He relented. “If you have to know, I like hooking up with both of you. I like being with you both. There’s no better or worse.”
“That’s not good enough,” Atsumu argued.
“Agreed.” Tooru nipped his shoulder with his teeth. “Who is the best in bed?”
Tobio shook his head. “I’m sorry! But I only have a number one partner. I don’t rank any of the others I’ve slept with, so I really don’t know between the two of you.”
“Wait…” Atsumu said slowly. “Are ya sayin’…”
“That neither Atsu-chan nor I are the best you’ve had?” Tooru jumped in, mouth agape.
Tobio blinked at them, looking back and forth. “Um, yeah?”
“WHAT?!” Atsumu yelled, sitting up in bed. “Who is it then? I gotta know! Please tell us, Tobio-kun!”
Sitting up with him, Tooru seemed irritated. “Yeah, tell us who the competition is, so we can crush them.”
“Well,” Tobio lifted up, leaning against the headboard. “It’s the person who took my virginity. And taught me everything I know about sex.”
“Don’t tell me it was the shrimp.” Tooru’s eyebrows shot up. “Don’t get me wrong I had a good time with him, but he's way too overzealous in bed. The one time in Brazil was enough for me.”
“No, the timin’ doesn’t work.” Atsumu stroked his chin, deep in thought. “I know Sho-kun lost his virginity after he left Japan. But Tobio and I fucked for the first time my third year of high school. So, it must’ve been before that.”
Tobio waved at them to be quiet. “Stop guessing. I’m going to tell you.”
They both leaned in, waiting on the edge of their seats to hear who this mystery sex god was that taught their Tobio-chan/-kun so well.
As memories washed over him, Tobio couldn’t help but blush. If he was being honest with himself, he was still kind of in love with him… Even though he did have feelings for a few other people now—the idiots on this bed included (not that he had the courage to tell them). But, he guessed, you never do forget your first.
“Sugawara-san.” His cheeks turned warm. “It was Sugawara-san.”
“Mr. Refreshing?!” Tooru exclaimed, looking absolutely shocked. “I-I. I never expected that from him.”
“Wow,” Atsumu breathed. “Y’know it’s always the pretty, innocent lookin’ ones ya gotta look out for.”
Tobio nodded. “He’s very skilled. And just…” Tobio became lost in his head, remembering all the things Suga-san had taught him—had done to him. He shivered, pulling the sheets around him. “Shit, I can’t even explain it. There’s just something about him. I’ve never slept with someone like Suga-san. It’s like he knows how to make you insane but in the best way possible. He can give you everything you wanted, without you even knowing you wanted it in the first place…” He trailed off.
Silence fell over the room. Then two voices started shouting over each other.
“That’s it! We gotta sleep with Sugawara-san. There’s literally no other option. I hafta know what he’s like,” Atsumu proclaimed.
“Mr. Refreshing… just you wait.” Tooru laughed maniacally, sounding like an evil cartoon villain. “I’ll show you who the real sex god in Tobio’s life is!”
Tobio hid his face under the covers. “Would you two stop already? If you really wanna hook up with Suga-san, then I can give you his number.”
“Huh?” Atsumu seemed confused. “Why doncha just put us in a group message? We’ll need to arrange all our schedules.”
Tobio’s fingers twisted in the sheets, and he held them even closer. “Well, because, uh, I. We haven’t slept together since I confessed to him and got rejected.”
At that, two pairs of hands gently removed the sheet from his head and he was met with their concern—and was that anger?
“Who would reject you?” Tooru demanded. “He must be a bigger idiot than blondie-chan.”
“Ignorin’ that for the moment.” Atsumu sent Tooru a glare, but his expression was soft when he glanced back at Tobio. “Yer a catch, Tobio-kun! Why’d he reject ya? Anyone would be lucky to be with ya.”
“He was into someone else.” Tobio admitted. “But, we’re still friends. Very close, actually. I mean, I’m still kinda in love with him…” Suddenly embarrassed, he then rushed to add, “But it’s ok because I have crushes on other people too! Like you guys!”
When he realized what he said, Tobio froze, shock and fear flooding his veins.
Oh god, what had he done?
He was going to be rejected just like before. And then he’d lose his two best fuck buddes. And even worse, maybe their friendships too. How could he—
“Tobiooo-kuuunn!” Atsumu cried, flinging himself at Tobio and crushing their bodies together. “I never thought ya’d admit to likin’ me! I’ve literally had the biggest crush on ya since we met at the national camp forever ago.”
He planted obnoxious, wet kisses all over Tobio’s stunned face.
“You… like me back?” Tobio whispered, in utter disbelief.
Atsumu squeezed him tighter. “Uh-huh. Yeah. I didn’t think ya wanted anythin’ more than sex from me, so I was afraid to tell ya.”
Slowly, Tobio raised his arms around Atsumu, returning the hug. “I do. I want to date you. If you don’t mind that I’m poly.”
“I don’t mind!” Atsumu told him quickly. “I’m just happy to have a chance to date ya! Besides, I’ve always been sorta open to dating more than one person myself.”
Tobio allowed himself to smile, hoping it didn’t look creepy—as Hinata always tells him it does. Atsumu liked him back!
Then they both turned to look at Tooru, who had said nothing this entire time. Atsumu moved away, leaving room for Tobio to reach towards the third man.
“T-tooru?” Tobio called his name tentatively.
As he was about to bring his hands back to his sides, Tooru suddenly reached out and grabbed them, sliding their palms together.
“Tobio-chan.” Tooru finally spoke, and Tobio gasped as he was pulled closer.
“How could you say something like that so abruptly?” He chastised, eyes glistening. “You caught me completely off guard.”
“Sor—”
His apology was cut off as Tooru brought him in for a sweet kiss. Their lips moved against one another slowly, as if they had all the time in the world.
When they parted, Tooru let his head fall on Tobio’s shoulder. “Let’s go on a date after the game.”
Tobio’s heart pounded in his chest. They both liked him back?!
“Atsu-chan can come, too.” Tooru said.
Atsumu made a surprised noise in the back of his throat, then another pair of arms were circling Tobio from behind.
Lifting his head, Tooru threw a smug grin at Atsumu. “That way you can see how Tobio ought to be treated when he’s being taken out on a date.”
“Oh fuck you.” Atsumu muttered, before grasping Tooru’s face and kissing him over Tobio’s shoulder.
———
~ three weeks later ~
Tooru annoyedly tugged on Atsumu’s hand, dragging him down the sidewalk. “Come on, blondie-chan. Why do you walk so fucking slow all the time?”
“Stop bein’ mean or m’gonna break up with ya.”
“Fine, do it.” Tooru replied, frostily. “You’d be setting me free.”
Atsumu re-thought his threat. “Stop or I’ll tell Tobio-kun.”
Tooru shot him a skeptical look. “You wouldn’t dare. There’s no way you’d risk another lecture about how ‘now that we’re all dating you two need to be nicer to each other’.”
“I would, just to make ya suffer through it.” Atsumu smiled sweetly at his still-pretty-new boyfriend.
“You know, it really pisses me off that you’re hot when you’re being a bitch.” Tooru glowered at him and Atsumu would be lying if he said it didn’t make his dick twitch.
With a laugh, Atsumu leaned in to kiss him, but was swiftly doged.
“Hey!” He pouted. “Don’t dodge my kisses, asshole!”
“No time.” Tooru made them walk faster down the sidewalk. “We have to meet Mr. Refreshing at noon. And we’re already late.”
“Alright, alright.” Atsumu let himself be dragged. “Ya think Tobio will be mad at us for talkin’ to Sugawara-san about this?”
“Guess we’ll find out after.” Tooru answered, but then added, his voice becoming softer, “And if it works out, then definitely not.”
Atsumu figured he was right, and followed him all the way to the cafe, where Tobio’s first love was waiting for them.