2893 words holyshit. Collab with CHAMPIION

From the moment they enter the hotel room, Patrick's lips are on Gerard's and Pete's slamming the door shut behind them loudly.

Fall Out Boy has been on their Save Rock And Roll tour for a couple months now, and with My Chemical Romance kinda gone, Gerard got a bit of free time to come with and hang out with his two boyfriends.

Or... y'know... do a lot more than hang out.

This is the first time in weeks that they've managed to get alone together /with a hotel room/. Patrick already feels sorry for the neighbors.

Gerard shoves Patrick to the bed but doesn't come back to him until he's had a short, rough make out session with Pete, immediately taking the dominant role. His lips clash against the other's, tongue swiping over his teeth and the roof of his mouth, then back out to suck on Pete's tongue. Pete just lets Gerard do whatever he wants. He's always been a dom but he has a weak spot for Gerard. But only Gerard. No one else. There's no way Pete could be a bottom. Nope.

"Fuckin' hell," Gerard breathes against Pete's lips, "Want you on the bed, can you take care of our little slut for me?"

Pete groans out at that, leaning in for another kiss but Gerard only pulls away and shakes his head.

The dark haired boy gets on the bed with little reluctance, immediately pinning Patrick down, kissing with teeth and tongue and fucking /dominating/ him until he's a whimpering mess on the bed. Legs shaking and moans passing his lips, Pete swears Patrick's never more beautiful than when he's a hot mess under him on a bed.

When he finally pulls away, he notices Gerard in his boxers, coming around behind Patrick where he begins undressing the boy. His jeans and shirt are an abandoned lump on the floor, quickly growing as Pete and Gerard get to work on Patrick.

Pete unbuttons and unzips and pulls at Patrick's jeans until they're on the floor in a crumpled pile, stealing Patrick's warmth. The sub kisses Gerard while Pete gets his own clothes off, stripping his shirt, then his belt, and finally to his pants until all three are down to their boxers and Gerard in his briefs (which he hasn't washed in at least two weeks).

"Wanna watch you suck off Pete," Gerard pants into Patrick's ear, "Let me fuck you on his cock."

Patrick only nods, he can't do anything /but/nod and keep quiet as he pulls away from Gerard's lips and immediately fingers off Pete's boxers, wasting no time in going down on him. Pete lets out a soft "ah" as his cock slips past Patrick's already swollen lips, hands weaving in his hair but Gerard quickly replaces them with his own, thrusting Patrick down on Pete's cock.

The sound of saliva and choking fills the room, especially more of the former when Gerard's lips meet Pete's. Gerard's hand leaves Patrick's head and instead rises Pete up further into his knees so Patrick can tend to both of their cocks.

The unoccupied singer pulls down Gerard's briefs, releasing the man's cock, flushed dark pink at the head with a surprisingly light base with a bundle of trimmed hair against his skin. Moisture gathers at the tip, beginning to leak down the length and Patrick wastes no time in licking it up like it's ice cream. It's no secret he's an absolute cockslut, Gee and Pete make sure he gets all the cock he needs.

Gerard and Pete continue to kiss roughly, Pete tilting his head back the slightest after a while to give Gerard access to his neck. The red haired man wastes no time in putting it to use, biting down hard, then licking across the hard skin when Pete yelps and tugs away. Patrick quickly gets to work below them on simultaneously giving Pete a handjob and Gerard a blowjob, switching it up when he gets bored with one.

The feeling of Patrick's tight throat constricting around his cock, sucking hard and swirling his tongue around the tip. It's all spit, so much different from the teeth clashing above him, but God, Gerard doesn't think he's ever had a better blowjob.

The blond switches to take Pete in his mouth, jerking off Gerard with his other hand while Gerard pulls away from Pete, licking up the string of spit connecting this lips.

"We should pay our slut some more attention, shouldn't we?" Gerard breaths, half lidded eyes tracing Pete, "Fuck his pretty little ass?"

Patrick whimpers around Pete's cock, pulling off and coughing before looking up with wide, innocent eyes. That suggestion definitely appeals to him. Gerard chuckles darkly and tugs the boy's hair back to the point that he has to open his mouth. The dom spits right in and tilts the soft chin up, forcing him to swallow the taste of nicotine and alcohol. It's horrible but so hot.

Patrick winces at it, but he's used to it. He closes his eyes and sighs out softly as Pete climbs down his body to between his legs, leaning him back against the bed so Gerard straddles his stomach with his mouth and Pete's got his cock. The bassist gives little kitten licks to Patrick's boxers, teasing the boy in the worst kind of way and making him whimper into Gerard's mouth, fisting the bedsheets under him.

Gerard pulls away from their kiss, inhaling sharply, then moving down to kiss at his neck, biting down and sucking on the soft pale flesh. Patrick whines and whimpers at the feeling, chest heaving and sweat slicking down his back.

Gerard's hand reaches up and twists the hard bud of one of Patrick's nipples, pinching and making the boy yelp in pain and pleasure, the feelings mixing and making the best sensation he's felt in a while. It's no lie he's a masochist, he found out pretty early on when he first started puberty and would put clothespins on his skin. It took about two years when he realized that it /wasn't/ in fact normal.

Pete continues licking over the material of Patrick's boxers and eventually moves the fabric down to his thighs, letting Patrick's less than impressive cock out. He still licks stripes up it like he's never seen a better one.

"Please!" Patrick whimpers out suddenly, unable to control the building tension inside him. Gerard pulls off his neck and pecks his lips quickly, "I-I need, I need--"

"Need what, hm? Hm, Slut?" Gerard purred in his ear, licking over the sensitive flesh.

"N-Need you, Gee, p-please," Patrick whimpers, lips red and swollen from biting them so much, sweat clinging to his forehead, eyes blown with lust and a desperate lull in his tone. The sight goes straight to Gerard's cock.

"What do you call me?" Gerard breathes in his ear, droplets of moisture sticking to the cold skin.

"S-Sir, please," Patrick yells, especially so when he feels Pete taking him all the way in his mouth, his mouth tight and hot and wet and everything Patrick needs.

Gerard bites down on Patrick's lip, licking the blood that comes up, "You want me? Want my cock up that tight ass? What about Pete's, too?"

Patrick gasps at that thought, eyes widening as his eyes meet Pete's. Two cocks? At once? You only find that shit in the hardcore porn.

"That would be so hot," Pete breathes. Gerard smirks deviously, one side of his lips pulling up to reveal his small teeth.

"Well alright, then get yourself ready for us," he commands. Patrick immediately searches around for the lube, spotting it on the bedside table. He grabs it, spreading it onto three fingers and lining up fast.

He starts with two, lifting his hips into Pete's mouth as he eases them in, slicked up generously. He moans as he swirls his fingers in his ass, Pete swallowing around him at the same time and humming. Patrick finds himself seconds away from climaxing and the feeling alarms him, "Sto-Stop, I'm close."

Pete looks to Gerard, who shakes his head. He nodded slightly and went even further down on him, his nose nuzzling his stomach. Patrick whined and closed his eyes tightly, trying to keep himself back. Pete moved a hand up, cupping his balls and massaging. Patrick cried out and tried to move away from Pete's mouth but stopped when he saw Gerard glaring at him.

"Keep going," Gerard growled when he noticed Patrick's hand had stopped. He gripped Patrick's hair at the roots and pulled his head up and kissed him roughly, teeth clashing and tongues twisting together.

Patrick moaned into Gerard's mouth as he added the third finger and the tip of his fingers accidentally hit his soft spot. At the same time, he released into Pete's mouth, unable to keep himself back anymore.

He whined loudly into Gerard's mouth as the dom pulled his hand away from his ass. Gerard pulled back and kissed the tip of his nose.

"You won't have a voice by the time we're finished," Pete chuckled darkly as he and Gerard switched places. Gerard began to lube himself as Pete kissed Patrick.

"Sit up, it'll be easier if you ride me and Pete has you from behind," Gerard says, quickly taking a seat with his back propped up by the pillows. Patrick quickly straddles Gerard, wincing when Gee takes his limp cock in his hand. It's sensitive and soft and he knows it'll take another five minutes or so before the oversensitivity will begin to fade. He just tries to endure it as well as he can.

Gerard pumps himself a few times,  condomless. They've done this enough and all gotten tested so there isn't much worry.

Patrick lines himself up, and begins to sink down on Gerard, wincing when it brushes his prostate. Gerard just eases him down until he bottoms out. The singer is thick enough for him to feel full, but not so much that it hurts to bottom out. Patrick knows when Pete joins, though, he'll be too full to think.

Gerard immediately moved his hands to rest on Patrick's hips. Patrick gently pushed them away, breathing heavily.

"St-Stop no, one second please," Patrick whispered. Gerard nodded and set his hands on Patrick's thighs, rubbing circles. Pete moved his hands onto Patrick's shoulders, massaging them lightly to help Patrick relax. Patrick hummed happily at the soothing feeling.

"You alright?" Pete asked, kissing the back of Patrick's neck.

Patrick nodded shakily. "Yeah, just just," he stopped. He took a deep breath, shifting his hips slightly. "Really, uhm, sensitive.. Sir?" He asked quietly, addressing Gerard now. Gerard looked up, waiting. Patrick swallowed, licking his lips. "I dont think I can move myself, I'm too sensitive. Please, I--"

"Okay." Gerard moved his hands back to Patrick's hips and Patrick moved his arms to rest around the dom's shoulders and neck.

Patrick lets out a deep breath as Gerard lifts him up, then presses him back down, Pete still carrying hickies across his neck and shoulders from behind.

The sensations over overstimulation and sensitivity last a couple minutes but eventually to fade along with the softness of his length. Patrick feels pleasure spark through his stomach again as he finally begins lifting up and down on his own, groaning as Gerard gently strokes his quickly growing cock.

"You think you can take Pete, now?" Gerard asks softly. They haven't done this before and none of them know what it'll feel like. Painful? Pleasurable? Boring? They all know it'll be intense whatever it is, so they take it as slow as they can, Pete and Gerard especially. They never want to push Patrick to far past his limits.

Patrick shuts his eyes in pleasure, soft moans escaping his mouth as he rolls his hips down on Gerard.

"Y-Yeah, I think I could," Patrick replies, "Go slow, please."

Patrick takes in a deep breath and leans forward onto Gerard's chest. Pete shifts around until he's comfortable behind Patrick. He lifts the singer up until the tip of Gerard is just barely there and lines up next to Gerard. Patrick grits his teeth and clenches his eyes shut and both men take hold of his waist and pull him down an inch on them.

"Goddamnit.." Patrick lets out the breath. He let out short, whiny breaths as he slowly adjusted to the inch he was lowered onto.

Pete's hands move and rest on his lower back, massaging him again to make him relax. Patrick let out a whine and pushed himself down another inch. "Take your time," Gerard said. "I dont want you to hurt yourself, alright?" He said softly, kissing Patrick's lips gently. Patrick nodded and kissed back eagerly.

"You're so good," Pete praised, kissing his neck. Patrick hummed happily and lowered himself down another half inch, gasping at the stretch. He bit his lip and Gerard moved his hand up and tugged his lip free.

"Dont bite your lip, that's my job," Gerard smiled up at him. Patrick blushed and nodded. He tangled his fingers into Gerard's hair and moaned softly, almost used to the new feeling in his ass. "You're amazing. You know Pete and I love you so much."

"I-I know," Patrick breathes out and dropped down another inch. He leaned back on Pete. "And I love you two, too."

Gerard smiles up at him but it fades to a neutral expression when Patrick yelps in pain and grits his teeth. He feels /so/ full with the two of them both inside him at once and it hurts. Bad.

His chest is heaving and tears are filling his eyes as he stills, legs shaking and sweat slick down his back. Pete kisses the tears away softly, hushing him softly, "halfway there, I know you can do it."

Patrick squeezes his eyes shut, waiting for the burn to fade, then exhales and sinks down a little lower, feeling Pete add more lube to be safe.

Gerard peppers his face with kisses as soon as he bottoms out, "so proud of you, taking both of your cocks at once. You feel full?"

"Mhmm..." Patrick winces, "Hurts."

"Okay," Gerard softly said. "Just adjust," he said. Patrick nodded shakily and leaned his head back on Pete's shoulder again. He whined softly as Pete shifted slightly behind him.

"Sorry, sorry," Pete said quickly. "You okay, Baby?" He asked, kissing Patrick's bare shoulder.

"I'm.. Getting there," Patrick answered.

"Take your time," Pete kissed his shoulder, leaving a mark after. Patrick nodded again and closed his eyes, sighing softly. Gerard held Patrick's hand up to his lips and gave little kisses to his palm, making Patrick shiver.

"Ready?" Gerard asked. Patrick opened his eyes nodded a little, taking another deep breath.

Patrick feels Pete move his hair out of the way and begin nibbling on his ear as he pulls out and thrusts back in, the two singers immediately groaning out.

Patrick tilts his head back to allow Gerard some access to his neck while Pete continues to thrust, taking control because Patrick's way too weak to do it and Gerard hasn't made an effort yet.

Pete thrusts up into Patrick, bracing his hands on the bed and throwing his head back at how tight it is with so much friction.

His mind is completely blank, especially more so when Patrick clenches around them. Gerard pulls Patrick closer to him so Pete can brace his hips and actually begin thrusting properly.

Patrick cries out into Gerard's shoulder, tears falling down his cheeks and his entire body shaking as Gerard begins jerking him off in smooth strokes.

Gerard nibbles at Patrick neck, licking and nipping at the sensitive skin. Patrick's breathing picks up and he whines out.

"Fuck," Pete swore and grinded his hips up into Patrick. He pulled out a little and pushed back in, Patrick crying out and biting down on Gerard's shoulder.

Gerard tightens his hand around Patrick and moves his hand slowly. "Please," Patrick mumbled, wincing as Pete thrusted especially hard. Pete kissed his neck and gripped Patrick's hips from behind. "Shit, Pete!" Patrick whined when Pete hit his sweet spot. Pete moaned at the same time Patrick did, the latter clenching around them both and making both dom's moan.

"Doing so well," Gerard moaned he kissed the top of Patrick's sweaty head. Patrick groaned went limp between the two, focusing on breathing as Gerard's hand worked on his cock.

"Thank you, Sir," Patrick breathes, "I'm close."

Pete smacks his ass harshly making him cry out and squeeze Gerard's shoulders, "Please, please, please."

Gerard continues to stroke Patrick, but doesn't give in, "Not yet, Whore."

He whines as he holds it in, shutting his eyes and pressing forward against Gerard's chest as he tries to hold it back.

Gerard presses Patrick's lips to his own, reaching past him with one hand to pinch Pete's nipple, paying him at least a little attention.

Patrick bucks forward when Pete hits his spot again, he finds himself right on the edge and he doesn't know if he can hold back.

"Sir, Sir, please. Need to come, please," Patrick sobs, tears coming to his eyes.

"Beg, Slut," Pete growls behind him.

Patrick shook his head and bit his lip. "Dont make me, please," he mumbled.

Gerard glared and reached around him, slapping his ass hard. "Beg, Bitch," he growled.

"Please, I need it. Please, please," Patrick whimpered.

"You can do better. We all know that," Pete said in his ear, biting down hard and tugging with his teeth. Patrick cried out and dug his nails into Gerard's shoulders. "Beg you Slut!"

"I need to cum so bad, please! So, so bad. Let me, please. I need it so bad it hurts, please," Patrick rushed out.

"Tell us what you are," Gerard purred, stroking his cheek, wiping away some of the tears.

"I'm a Slut. I'm just a Slut, your playtoy," Patrick whined, rocking his hips of Pete and Gerard's cocks. "I need to cum so bad, please! It hurts bad. I'm your Slut, just please--"

"Cum," Pete purred in his ear after sharing a look with Gerard. Patrick let himself go, thighs shaking hard and nearly screaming as he came between himself and Gerard.

The sub's body shakes, everything crashes down on him and the intensity is so good but so bad. He's never had an orgasm this instense.

At the very peak of it, he feels himself go dizzy and everything goes black.

***

Patrick's not sure how much time has passed when he wakes up again. Gerard and Pete are on either side of him, stroking his chest softly and sharing quiet words.

"Mmm, Pete...? Gee?" Patrick squeezes his eyes shut as he groans tiredly. He's absolutely exhausted and his ass aches but he feels so satisfied that he really doesn't mind.

"G'morning, Sugar," Gerard smiles into his neck, "you were out for twenty minutes there, Love."

Pete rubs circles into his hips, "you did so, so well, baby."

Patrick leans over and kisses the dark haired boy, then returns to the other singer's lips.

"We should get to sleep," Gerard whispers, "You did well, lucky you're on vocal rest the next few days."

Patrick blushed softly because he knows what that means.

"Love you two," Pete smiles.

"Love you, too," Gerard grins.

"You guys are so fucking cheesy," Patrick giggles.