a/n: YES THIS IS MORE THAN 500 WORDS I have failed once again. I just *can't* stick to a short format once I'm too deep into it 😭 Anyway it's been so long since I've wanted to write a threesome with those two!! I'm definitely planning on writing more! Hope you'll like it my dear!
warnings/tags: SMUT 18+, MDNI, threesome, oral (reader receiving), p in v, both at the same time, Joel is a bit more dom and Arthur more subby.
Old Classics
The film you were supposed to watch is paused in the background. "It's a classic," Arthur had said, amazed you had never seen it. Joel immediately chimed in, adding something along the lines of, "We really need to do something about your film education."
Arthur and Joel were both your neighbors. The first works on a ranch nearby, breeding and taking care of horses, sometimes doing a few rodeos for extra cash. The second is a carpenter, big pick up truck on his alley, a bit grumpy at the start but always happy to help with your plumbing.
Both man had plenty in common; doing manual labor, enjoying coffee and late cigarettes on their porches, a strong fondness for old country music albums. But recently, they had discovered a new shared passion.
In the dim light, Arthur's mouth is everywhere on you. Cupping your jaw, he devours you, drunk on your lips. His taste and smell invade your senses, aromas of cigarettes, hay, and whiskey making you lose your mind.
On the other side of the couch, Joel, as if electrified by the view, grabs your waist and moves you firmly to face him, grabbing your neck to bring your mouth to his, claiming his own kisses. You notice the changes, his own perfume evoking more of coffee, flannel and cologne.
But Arthur doesn't stop there. "How d'ya want us tonight, sweetie?" He rasps, amused by Joel's possessiveness. "Can take the back if ya want…" He proposes innocently, his hands starting to slowly undo your blouse, with the patience of a saint.
"Hey, let me play with her ass a little," Joel retorts, speaking in between kisses. "What d'ya think honey?"His hazel eyes had almost turned black with lust, his face serious and demanding, more severe than Arthur's. "Want me to fuck your pussy?"
"Y-yes!" Honestly, you weren't in a state to form any coherent thought but your body had talked for you.
"That's my girl," The tallest man approves, before unbuckling his pants. Arthur helps you get on all fours on the couch, his hand leaving your chest to help Joel push down your pants and underwear at the same time.
"Jesus." Joel curses, an appreciative smirk spreading on his bearded face. "She's so wet, Arthur."
"Is she now?" The youngest one chuckles lowly. "Don't make her wait then."
Joel grabs your hips with both of his hands, aligning himself. Benching over your back, Arthur watches, as Joel's cock plunges into you, torturously slow. Your face is shoved right into Arthur's bulge, which you guess is huge and incredibly hard under his pants. Behind you, Joel groans in pleasure as if he had been hit by a bullet, his eyebrows contorted in pure pleasure.
"So fucking perfect…" He sets a slow, but intense rhythm, going ball-deep each time, your beautiful ass bouncing against him every time in a sinful dance he could never get tired of. And you love it. Eyes rolling in the air, your pussy swallows him every time, that spot you like burning inside, and you moan loudly, unable to be any more quiet.
Your screams and Joel's groans fill the room.
"Darlin', can I use your mouth?" Arthur asks -begs almost, and you tilt your head up, opening your eyes again. His blue pupils are looking down at you, all imploring and shimmering and gorgeous. His patience and his smile are gone. His cheeks are red, a vein forming on his throat. You can't even imagine how needy he must be right now. "I… Gad, I need t' feel you too."
You nod, only answer you're able to give him at this point. He's quick to push down his jeans in hurried movements, buckle hanging, and to fish out his gorged member. You instantly shove it in your mouth and he moans deeply, relieved, so relieved to finally feel your warmth around his shaft.
"Damn, t-that's it, sweetheart."
Both of them are filling you up now. Joel's rhythm increases, thrusting into you, your body inevitably jerking towards Arthur, which makes you suck his cock even harder in a chaotic, frantic tempo, nose pressing against his lower belly. Both are more than pleased to have you like this, at the same time, ruining you good and proper just like you deserve it.
"Aaatta girl," Joel praises, giving your ass a good slap before continuing to rut you from behind. "Such a fucking good girl for us, ain't she?"
Your vision starts to blur, your body pushed to its limit, pleasure overflowing you like never before. Their scents and tastes mingle, covering you up entirely just as their body does.
"Damn right she is." Arthur approves, brushing your hair gently, words filled with ecstasy.
The next morning, your back sore, your throat on fire, you promise yourself to be less naïve about any other "movie nights" they would set up again. But of course, both of them had a whole collection of classics to show you…
