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Disclaimer: Jak, Errol, and Keira are
property of Naughty Dog Inc. I�m just barrowing them for a little while.

Warnings: No plot whatsoever. In fact, if
you even tried to make sense of this your brain would explode. And you don�t
want that. You haven�t read the threesome pornographic goodness, yet! Also,
most likely grossly out of character. *grins*

Short description: For my Filthy�s
birthday. *laughs*

He could close his eyes and still see them. All he had to do
was listen. The sound of her soft pants� his heavy breathing. The lines of the
man�s back, strong shoulders lined with blocky tattoos to the match the ones
etched on his face and her pale thighs clenching around his waist. The blond
bit his lip, sucking in air sharply between his teeth. It didn�t make any
difference if he stared or not he�d still see them. He just couldn�t move away
from this spot. He just couldn�t leave. That tingling warmth in belly left him
rooted to the spot. It made him have to stay and finish what they�d started.
She gasped a little louder than she had before. Her cheeks
flushed, eyes closed as her mouth dropped open just a little. The blond knew he
was doing the same, except his eyes remained open. He couldn�t take them off of
her if he tried. She leaned forward a little more, her mouth- soft lips he
remembered when they were so close to his own- but now they were on that man�s
shoulder. Her pink tongue peeking out, licking the side of his neck and fingers
buried in red orange hair.
The blond groaned as softly as he could finally tear his
eyes away. He rested his forehead on the cool metal frame of the doorway, no
real door there to keep him out, just another green curtain- too easy to push
aside and out of his way.
The red head�s breath quickened, when she reached a
vulnerable spot. The blond didn�t have to look up. He was sure he knew it. He
could feel it� just below his ear. His hand inched below his belt, rubbing
mindless against the growing bulge in his pants. In time with the creaking of
the table as the red head thrust forward into her.
What was he doing? He should go before they noticed him. How
was he going to explain himself if they caught him standing here watching them�
Errol would�
�Jak!�
The raspy squeak rung through out the small back room and he
froze. His eyes reluctantly sliding away from the wall to look into her wide
green ones, he barely twitched before he was looking into amber ones as well.
Keira�s blush was ten times worse than it was before. Errol
just had the most obnoxious, dementedly perverted grin on his face. His bare
chest covered in a fine sheen of sweat. Jak couldn�t keep his eyes from
trailing down to the other man�s flat stomach and�
The chuckle stopped him in his tracks. Blue eyes snapping
back up as the man in question began to cross the room, but they were soon back
on that waist that seemed too small. Hips a little wider than he though a man�s
should be but what did he know about this sort of thing?
The smell of sweat and something like burning wood, and he
felt fingers threading into his hair and clenching tight, pulling his head to
the side leaving his neck exposed. Errol�s nose brushed against it. His tongue
and his lips closing on his neck, sucking softly before his could say a word
and he was putty. He could see Keira through narrowed eyes vision blurred by
his own lashes; she was still perched on the table her legs pulled up and
covering herself. Her eyes still wide but the surprise had left them.
Jak groaned. Errol hand ran down his side sliding around to
cup his ass.
�I missed you Jak,� the red head purred in his ear. �Did you
miss me?� Errol paused to look at him, right in the eyes. �The girl has been
nice enough to accommodate me while you�ve been away, but� we could share her�
if you like.�
The younger man made a chocking noise, swallowing heavily.
Something familiar stirred in his belly mixing with what could only be called
lust and making it almost unbearable. So Jak did the only thing that made sense
in his scattered mind at the moment. He reached up and grabbed a handful of
flaming plume of hair pulling Errol down to him. Their lips crushed together,
Errol�s tongue diving into his waiting mouth.
There was nothing nice or romantic about it. They weren�t
long lost lovers finally finding one another in the big city. They were enemies
and rivals and it showed in every second that this� thing lasted. As Errol tore
at Jak�s clothes, stripping him down to bare skin. As Jak tugged the man�s suit
the rest of the way down his legs.
It was then that Jak found himself kneeling before the other
man, face parallel with his erection. Errol grinned down at him, a hand resting
in his hair. Jak vaguely heard Keira�s gasp, soft pants tipping him off to the
fact that she was enjoying what she was seeing.
Jak looked up smirking before he leaned forward and licked
the tip of Errol�s twitching cock. Next, leaning further tracing his tongue
from the beginning of the shaft to the very end again. The thin fingers
tightened his hair and he took the other man in his mouth. He could taste the
green haired girl on him. Though he was unfamiliar with the taste he just knew.
The red head groaned thrusting his hips forth.
Jak was so engulfed in what he was doing he hadn�t realized
that Keira had come over until she was kneeling on the floor next to him. One
of her small hands wrapped around him as she kissed the side of his face and
his neck. The green haired girl began stroking him matching his own movements.
The blond moaned around the length in his mouth, as Keira
kissed his shoulder pausing only to whisper dirty little things in his ear.
Things like she�d whispered to Errol earlier, only now it was his name she was
panting. Keira slid her free hand between her thighs fingering herself as she
pleased him� as he pleased Errol. Her warm breath misting against his shoulder
and she leaned into him moaning.
Her hand slid around him faster, squeezing just enough, he
almost chocked when this stomach clamped down and he came. Pulling away from Errol�s
grip, trying to catch his breath, he moved to lie back on the floor but Keira
stopped him. He was scarcely on his feet and the girl led him by the forearm to
her small bed. It was hardly big enough for two people but he doubted that it
would make much difference.
She was kissing him, stroking him again before they both
even settled in. He hesitated briefly to touch her between her thighs; finally
giving in to curiosity to find that she was wet and waiting for him. His mind
wandered back to the days that he used to dream about what this would be like.
Then back to the decidedly fucked up way this was actually happening, with the
man he hated most in this world watching them with the most unsetting smirk on
his face. Golden brown eyes narrowed and staring as he stroked his still
straining cock lazily.
Was it sick that that image was what got him to finally
harden again and not the girl he was supposed to care for? He quickly decided
that he just couldn�t be bothered to think much more on it. Keira moved
practiced ease, grabbing one of her pillows and placing it under her hips, then
guiding him in between her parted thighs and inside of her without a warning.
Jak groaned deep in his throat, his face nestled in the
crock of Keira�s neck. Tight, slick heat wrapped around his length, like
nothing he�d ever felt. She moaned his name, shifting to draw him in deeper.
His hips thrust forward automatically, coxing a squeaking puff of breath from
the girl beneath him.
The bed creaked louder as more weight was put upon it. Then
there were fingers on his ass, something wet pressing into him. Jak thrust
harder into the smaller body underneath him and Keira whined louder. Those thin
fingers pressed further into him rubbing something inside of him that made him
cry out and his stomach clench almost painfully. Errol shifted again behind
him, pressing up against him. As he moved out of Keira, Errol thrust forward,
shoving his erection inside of him with one move. He had to catch himself to
keep them from crushing the girl. Though, the mechanic seemed blissfully
unaware.
Errol sucked on a patch of skin between his shoulders and
rocked his hips sending him into Keira even harder than before. The green
haired girl moved to accommodate both men.
Errol leaned in heavily and panted in his ear, �Harder,� He
murmured between grunts, �She likes it that way.�
Jak grit his teeth and moved, Errol matching his thrusts
forward. Keira placed her hands on his shoulders, Errol arms looped around his
waist. It was all too much. He was trembling with the intensity of it all
barely able to keep himself in check. Not that he cared about Errol but Keira�
The mechanic shuddered out a thick sob of breath, her slick
warmth clenching around his length sending them both over the edge. But before
Jak could take in another breath, Errol was dragging him back and away from
her. Hips moving harder into the swell of his ass, fucking him brutally, trying
to find the release that Jak and Keira had just reached. The red head gave one
more hard shove and a strangled groan as he came inside of the exhausted blond.
The older man panted for breath rolling off on him onto the
bed. Errol looked at him with a sated smile and then grinned up at Keira. The
mechanic was perched at the head of the bed; her legs once again curled in on
her, face still pink with a lingering blush and watched them both.
�We should do this again.� Errol chuckled.
Jak just rolled his eyes. Like hell they would.
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