"Come here, sweetheart." Osamu said as he fell back on the bed, taking me with.

Here we go...

I didn't fight back..

Lance let go of my face, watching me go down.

Osamu rubbed up and down my thighs, slowly but steadily spreading my legs apart. "I think you really are a good boy~." he whispered into my ear.

I kept my eyes fixed on the ceiling, trying not to look over at Lance as all of this happened.. But of course, I failed a few times.

"Are you loose, doll?" Osamu gently asked me.

I meekly shook my head. "No, sir."

"I'll get lube." Lance said flatly as he walked off.

"Lance has only been doing you once a week, right?"

I nodded.

"Well, I hate to break it to you, Vigil, but I think you're gonna have to get used to this happening to you more often."

I nodded again. "Yessir.."

Osamu let out a small, frustrated growl into my ear. "You almost tease me with that 'sir.' It makes me impatient."

In that moment, Lance came back with a bottle of lube and handed it to Osamu.

Osamu smiled and eagerly, but not rudely took the bottle and set it aside. "Thanks, Lance."

"Mhm." Lance hummed as he layed his hands on my pectorals, rubbing almost like he was kneading them. "So, how are we doing it?" he asked Osamu, even though he was looking at me.

"Since you've already been inside him, I want to, this time." he happily replied.

"But what about me?"

"If our pretty boy, here, can handle it.." He placed his finger on my bottom lip and parted my lips, to which I clenched my mouth shut, "..I'd like for you to do his mouth."

"Oh, he can handle it." Lance answered for me as if we'd done it before, the cunt. However, I guess I'd have to, anyway, huh?

Lance took his hands off my pectorals and used one to hold himself over me and the other trailed down my torso... As expected, it settled in between my thighs.

At the obscene gesture, my body reacted well to him. It was almost as if my mind and body where separate, where my head was just ambient and my body was its own. Hell, even though I didn't think I wanted it, my body still made it seem like it felt good! I couldn't wrap my head around it!!

I didn't have time to..

Before I knew it, Lance had my underwear down by my ankles with my goods on full display to both of them. ..He didn't even take off the turtleneck...

I let out a small hiss at the cool air on my cock. Lance glanced down at my cock and then back up to my face. "Why does our prince of sluts try to hide his pleasure? It would be a lot more fun if he would just relax."

It was the hardest thing for me not to flip him off in that moment. Instead, I let loose and soft whimper.

Lance shook his head, his eyes falling down and across my body. "Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

Osamu slinked his hand over to my area, to which I couldn't help but slightly arch my back. "We're gonna have to fix that." he prodded at me as he wrapped his hand around my cock and quickly bounced it up and down while Lance watched.

I closed my eyes and opened my mouth, letting out a sweet breath. It surprised me so pleasantly, I even softly grinded up into his hand at first.

Osamu smiled at my reaction. "That's it, baby boy~." he whispered encouragingly into my ear.

"Let it out, baby~."

I peeked my eyes open for a split second to find Lance keeping his eyes glued to my cock, as expected. He had his bottom lip in his teeth as he watched Osamu jack me off, which was quickly turning into something more like pleasuring me. Lance placed his soft hands on my thighs, gently stroking them. "You're doing so good, gorgeous..."

Lance took his right hand off my thigh and gently stopped Osamu's hand. "Hey, hey.. Lemme have him for a sec. I'll stretch him for you."

Osamu nodded. "Okay, treat him sweetly, now. He's being a good boy." he teased at Lance before letting me go.

"I will. He has been a very sweet boy." He took my hands gently. "Can you sit up for me, baby?"

I nodded and sat up for him, using his hands as leverage.

He smiled. "Good boy. Stand on your knees for me."

I did as told in a fast manner as to not disappoint.

"Good boy~!" Lance praised, giving me a small slap on the ass.

I jumped and widened my eyes in response. "Mn-!!" However, something inside me made me smirk and I didn't know why..

Lance smirked back. "Does our Prince of Sluts like that??"

I nodded, biting my bottom lip.

I didn't mean to do that..

He squeezed my cheeks with both hands. "Good. See, Osamu? Our little prince is coming out of his shell."

"Mhm~." he replied.

Lance rubbed a finger over my hole. "Are you ready to be stretched out, baby?" he gently asked.

I nodded, wrapping my arms around his neck. "Yes, Daddy~."

Fuck!

I didn't mean to do that, either!!

What the hell is happening!!?