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Debauchery	By : Jenovasilver Category: +A through F > Assassin's Creed Views: 3999 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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This is the last part! Enjoy!! And thanks for reading!
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If Ezio could figure out WHY he was so turned on perhaps this whole situation would make an iota of sense to him. Was it because he was killing for the better part of his life? Was it the rage of the injustice of his family’s slaughter? The stress of it all?
Or maybe, just maybe...he REALLY needed to get laid...which was odd, he had sex on a nearly daily basis..
Again, his fucking thoughts kept getting in the way of what was going on at the moment.
Which was currently between crushing down on Cesare with his cock tangled with Micheletto’s, if anyone saw them like this who knows what they would think? Ezio was strangely fine with that scenario actually, sure La Volpe and Machiavelli might be at a lost for words (Machiavelli especially but not for long) but Leonardo and Salai? Hell they’d probably wonder why the fuck they weren’t invited, especially Salai…
Being in this position wasn’t too terrible though, Ezio was on the top of this oddly joined pile of muscle and flesh; Cesare was pretty happy and released a heaving sensual sigh. This puzzled Ezio as the sandwich spot seemed to be of utmost uncomfortable-ness, still of all things, this was pretty good sex for Auditore and he had his fair share of some AMAZING threeways.
“Y-you are…heavy, Assassin..” Micheletto gasped with Cesare trying to do the same and Ezio pushed himself down releasing a groan from both men. “AH! Si cazzo puttana!” Ezio wasn’t insulted he just enjoyed his place and pulled himself free from Cesare releasing a small flood of his seed down and out of him.
Cesare was not pleased with the sudden change being removed from his body and gave Ezio a sharp glare under his cum covered face, that glare damn near froze the Assassin cold.
“No! NO! FUCK ME! I COMMAND YOU TO FUCK ME!” Cesare shouted and grabbed Ezio by the collar of his hood, the response was flattering to Ezio as he’s rarely left anyone unsatisfied, “YOU CANNOT STOP! FOTTUTO ASSASSINO!!”
“My, my...am I the best fuck you ever had Cesare Borgia?” Ezio’s cooed in his most erotic timbre then licked his enemy’s face and Cesare melted, he almost came before Micheletto grabbed hold of his cock and squeezed it. That motion even caught Ezio off gaurd and he winced right with Cesare. “Ouch!”
“W-what are you doing Idiota!! Ah!! S-stop!”
“Not. Another. Word. Maestro.” Micheletto commanded, his face darkened as his manhood put into question. For YEARS and after many conquests, Micheletto was WIDELY proclaimed in Cesare’s howlings as his best partner. No one knew his body better than Micheletto and to have any other man-no-an ASSASSIN try to usurp his top spot in sexual prowess.
Well that wasn’t sitting right. Cesare looked at him and knew what that glower meant.
He was pissed.
Micheletto grabbed Cesare’s hips and brought them right down on his thighs, not a single bit of Micheletto was open to the air, it was consumed in Cesare who immediately gagged from the sudden spike now up his ass. Ezio was frankly speechless that this had an affect on the brat considering moments ago he had TWO dicks up there. Instantly Cesare quaked and released a guttural moan, his insides were newly full of Micheletto’s swelling dick and no room for anything else could fit in there but Micheletto was pretty steamed and pumped up into his master in rapid succession. Shockwaves of pleasurable agony shot right up into Cesare and each stab made white spots flash in his eyes.
Now Ezio is rarely patient, he prided himself on his many talents he knew he was pretty fucking good at, fucking was one of them...now logically, this would be a GREAT time to haul ass and regroup or kill them which he thought was just plain rude. Justified? Yes...but rude. So here Ezio was watching Micheletto drill into Cesare with a jealous speed which meant that there was NO ROOM to get back in that ass again. To top it off his dick was still hard and it was now cold without being in a wet hot hole, he questioned why the SHIT did he pull out because he was STILL fucking horny!?

Sometimes thinking was a pain in the ass...

Ass.

There’s still an open ass here. And it’s pretty hot and tempting.

Ezio looked down at Micheletto who was in full rage mode with pumping his master to infinity and thought about it, Micheletto WASN’T his type but who cares about type when you’re fucking someone in the ass? Time waits for no man.
Ezio’s scarred lips spread into a serpant like smile and he gingerly forced Cesare’s shoulders down while Micheletto was shooting up in him, it took a moment for Micheletto to even register that Ezio was still here, beaming a smile of full of rape and he didn’t connect the dots. He just knew that it wasn’t good.
“R-remove yourself Assassin...ahhh...and I..will allow you to live another day.” He stammered but without sufficient force to make it a bit threatening.
“Indeed, I was going to offer you the same oppoturnity...however. We are far from over.” And Ezio tapped his hidden blade squarely against Micheletto’s split legs and just below his balls. “There is one place I have yet had the pleasure to explore.”
“Follia! You think I would allow you to do that to me!?”
“Cesare is loose enough..so he is solely yours now..this is perfect.”
“Truly you are possessed! il Diavolo! M-monster!”
“I accept those titles with gratitude.” Ezio slipped in without even flinching and Micheletto cried, he was NEVER the receiver in the relationship and NEVER imagined that he would be filled by anyone much less Auditore! Yet here the man was with his cock up his ass. It was pretty nice, tight and hot, the meaty walls trembled and squeeze around the intruding form, Ezio jolted a bit and found the prostate and made sure to rest his head on it, Dio! It was hot, he loved getting a virgin’s hole once in a while. “Ahhh...bene...it would seem that no one has explored these depths yet, truly I am fortunate.”
“S-st-stop...n-no more....” Micheletto strained, the tears locked in the corners of his eyes and he tried to stop them from falling but the pain was unreal to him. “I..cannot take...more.”
“More? As you wish signora.” Ezio grabbed Micheletto’s legs, raised him up and drove into him with all his might. This created a slope and Cesare’s upper body slid down over Micheletto releasing the most melodic scream either men ever heard, Micheletto couldn’t do a thing as he was holding down Cesare’s hips to keep him from flinging overhead and injuring himself but the angle was supreme bliss. The fear of falling made Cesare tense up and ring of muscle around Micheletto’s cock tightened, he could feel the walls constrict and vibrate but now he couldn’t move properly...
But Cesare on the other hand was more then willing to do the moving and he stretched his hand over Micheletto’s head then he pushed his body down on the cock repeatedly.
“Fuck me! Fuck me più difficile!” Cesare chanted and crashed his greedy waist down so hard on Micheletto that he could’ve sworn his master broke something, he REALLY hoped it wasn’t his cock. It appeared maddness took his mind and Cesare gyrated his hips in a circular motion causing the form to stir his insides, he wanted to be fucked raw and was moving so fast that Micheletto barely could move. Where the hell did this strength come from?!
“W-wait!! Aspettate padrone! Per favore! Ahhhh!” Micheletto had zero control over anything and had no clue on how this happened so fast!?
Ezio dove in him and Cesare bounced on him...if he was going to die, now would be grand. As not many people could experience this type of pleasure. He could barely keep hold of Cesare and Cesare was bursting, he needed to blow his load and bellowed his sweet sobs in the air. Sweat clung to every part of them and as the churning reached it’s final lap, Micheletto howled out his orgasm and blew his load completely into Cesare and released his master’s cock to have the shoot hot white ribbons on his face. Ezio followed suit and Micheletto felt the rush coat his inner core with a thickness he never felt before, FINALLY Ezio went soft and he thanked God for it..
He pulled out and unceremoniously dropped Micheletto’s lower half to the dirt.
The slow bubbling flows leaked out of Micheletto’s ass and mixed his his load inside Cesare, the Assassin looked at them both before finishing the last bit of orgasm out and on Cesare’s back. He went completely soft and cracked his back, another signal he was getting older and muttered curses....
“Well, this was a pleasant diversion..do you not agree?” Ezio heaved as he dressed himself back properly, these were one of the few times where wearing white was PRETTY useful because he was positive there were stains just about every goddamn where on him. Cesare was gone and Micheletto weakly stared at the Assassin as he began to make his exit.
“T-this...does...not change anything Assassino...we will kill you..”
“I never intended it to be a subsitute...just a reminder.”

“A....reminder? Of what?” Ezio turned back and stared at Micheletto.
“Debauchery...no one is above it, not you, not the Borgias and not myself.”

That was the first thing that made sense to all those involved.

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