"Ah, fuck~!" Osamu hissed within a hot breath. His eyes were screwed shut and his mouth was slightly agape just like his legs down by Lance and I.

Lance and I had taken to our knees, the two of us nestled snugly between Osamu's legs. As you can expect, we weren't just sitting there, looking up at him. We were busy making sure every inch of Osamu's cock was covered in sweet caresses and kisses. While Lance was holding Osamu's cock with his hand and swirling his pink tongue around the tip, I was busy running my tongue up and down his length.

It apparently was working well, because Osamu's head was lolled back and resting on the back of the couch. His left arm extended along the cushion and gripped it while his other arm was coiled up in itself, his hand balled up into a tight fist. He seemed to be in a limbo of relaxing into the pleasure and bracing from the intensity back and forth.

He lazily lifted his heavy head off the couch and angled it down at his two lovelies making him feel like a king. "Ah, that feels amazing~" he groaned, a weak smile wiped across his face.

While Lance didn't even glance up at him and just going like a mindless toy, I looked up at Osamu, feeling my own smile tug at my lips as we were connected through eye contact.

My heart fluttered and jumped up into my throat as Osamu kept his gentle eyes on me, his smile stretching even farther as the sight of me.

As if Lance could tell I was getting distracted, he placed his hand on top of my head and pushed me down to Osamu's balls whilst he took Osamu's whole cock in his mouth, stealing away my slack, too.

Feeling a bit miffed at first, I furrowed my brows and instead began to softly kiss and suckle on Osmau's sensitive balls in front of me.

Lance stroked my hair once or twice before letting go to rest his hand on Osamu's thigh to get a better angle for giving him head. Lance skillfully raced his head up and down Osamu's cock, angling his head this was and that. He didn't even gag once as his saliva dribbled out of his mouth and began to pool up in my jurisdiction, too, making my slightly grimace.

"Fuck yes, I love that~" Osmau moaned out, not directing the compliment at either of us, though we knew it was meant for Lance and his amazing blowing technique.

I must admit I was a bit jealous, too, of the fact that I never could take a whole cock in my mouth like that. My long canines always got in the way and scraped the sides of the other's sensitive parts, obviously being quite a bit painful or at least discomforting.

As I was licking and teasing Osamu's now very dense balls, I felt his body tense as if he was close to his edge. I lifted my eyes up to check his expression, and of course he was a disorganized mess up there. His hips twitched up absentmindedly as he was fully immersed in the pleasure.

"Fucking shit-!" he hissed out a curse and grabbed a fistful of Lance's hair, holding his head still so he could fuck into his mouth, to which my lips were ripped off Osamu's body and I could take a breather.

Lance's brows were furrowed and his eyes were squeezed shut as he focused solely on transitioning and bracing his neck so that he could be still while Osmau had his way with him.

From the floor, I let out a small, needy whimper for attention which indeed worked on Osmau's weak heart strings.

Osamu's eyes opened lazily and he rolled his head down to face me and look at me, his hips slowing to a stop, to which Lance finally freed himself from his cock to gasp for air like a fish out of water.

"What do you want, baby?" he asked in a more serious tone than usual.

My heart sank and my skin flared as I looked down at the floor, embarrassed for interrupting.

"Tsk.." he started, "C'mere. Why don't my two preciouses both help me?" He held out his other hand to me to bring my face to.

I inched forward to Osamu, resting my cheek on his soft hand. After giving his palm a little smooch, I then brushed off his hand, taking my hand up to his erection that was laid across his pelvis and partly on his lower belly. My tongue darted out of my mouth and with my wide open jowl, I lead it up to Osamu's length, taking a peek up at him before closing my eyes and focusing on my task.

After his little break, Lance followed suit, taking wider stretches than I, going from Osamu's testes up to the head and back down.

Meanwhile, Osamu immediately sank back into his element, his hands relaxing on Lance and I's shoulders, slowly rubbing down to our shoulder blades and back. "That's it~"

Taking charge for the first time, I wrapped my fingers around Osamu's cock to prop it up, Lance and I following it with our mouths.

I latched my lips around the salty tip of Osamu's cock, rolling my tongue around over the little slit with dribbles of precum peeking out.

Osamu's tip must have been sensitive, because as soon as I began focusing on it, he let out a sigh, his spine rolling slightly as he struggled not to buck his hips up.

Lance caught on and trailed his own tongue up to my spot, joining me and trying to steal my thunder as always.

Osamu didn't care about any of that, though. As soon as his sensitive head was touched by the two of us, his legs tensed up slightly as his tip became even more salty, his precum tasting like the beef stew, except if Lance had poured the whole salt shaker in the broth.

Both Lance and I looked up at the huffing, moaning mess as he worked as a team to lap our smooth tongues against his oozing slit like it was a big lollipop.

Osamus's hands squeezed our shoulders as he frowned and sucked in a deep breath with his flared nostrils. "F-Fuck-!! Yes, that's it!" he stressed through tight lips.

Osamu's lower half spasmed softly under us, his cock twitching gently in my hand, but neither Lance nor I let up as we powered through the building up stage just before his orgasm.

Osamu tensed up stiffer than a board as he came, his seed ejaculating in short topes into and around our mouths, dripping out here and there as we took turns to lap up the salty treat. "Fuck-!! Ah-!"

After it all digressed and I milked out all of Osamu's cum with my hand, I swallowed my mouthful and leaned back on the floor, holding my upper body up with one hand while the other still absently rested on Osamu's flaccid cock before sliding off to join in supporting me up. It felt like I had been to heaven and back with how much I pleased Osamu.

"Damn, that was really good, boys!" he praised us as he groggily tugged up his pants and buckled them. "C'mere and give me a kiss. Both of you babies."

Since Lance was already seated on the couch next to him, he stretched his lips into a shallow smile and leaned in for a smooch.

Meanwhile, I scrambled to Osamu, wasting no time in crawling my large, awkward, lanky body up into his soft lap for my kiss.

Osamu eagerly ripped out of the kiss with Lance to look over at me with a chuckle (to which Lance furrowed his brows at how abruptly the kiss ended). "Come here, angel!" he purred and reached out for my face with a smile, yanking me into a deep kiss that seemed to reverberate all the love and warmth in his heart to mine and back, heating up my whole soul and body.

I easily fell into his body, my arms wrapping around his neck and my lips melting into his. My heart was pounding in my chest and my lower body began to throb faintly.

That little makeout session with Osamu's dick really did a number on me, huh...