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Double teamed!
I do not own assassin’s creed. WARNING THERE IS EXPLICIT YAOI AND THREESOMES IN HERE, NO LIKE NO READ! Enjoy!Dark eyes watched in aroused amusement as the smaller, lithe man wiggled underneath the oldest man on the bed. A heavily accented chuckled filled the air as the Arab assassin easily held Desmond down. Without even looking at Altair’s face, Ezio knew that those amber eyes would be half lidded with the same arousal now pumping through his own veins.
Both assassins’ waited for Desmond to realise his weak struggles were futile before Altair pounced. Ezio watched his arousal growing as Altair completely dominated the younger man, Desmond’s adorable sounds excited them further and both Assassins’ knew that they would not last long. Ezio strolled over to the edge of the bed and sat carefully so that he could see what his ancestor was doing to his descendant. He held in a moan as he watched sharp, calloused fingers pinch and tug dusky brown nipples. He allowed a groan to pass his lips as the youngest man whimpered and arched wordlessly begging for more. “It looks like someone wants to watch.” Altair whispered into Desmond’s ear, his sharp amber eyes sparkling as he smirked. Desmond must have forgotten Ezio was there for a few moments because when Altair turned them both around so that the younger man was in his lap, he gasped. His brown eyes widened innocently at the Italian before closing with a moan as a strong hand wrapped around his erection. Ezio felt his mouth water as Desmond moaned and whimpered, withering in the Arab’s arms. Slowly Ezio crawled forward so his arms were on either side of the other men’s legs, he situated himself between the Arab’s and American’s legs, his eyes riveted on the arousing sight of Altair pumping Desmond’s erection. A gasp had him raising his eyes to meet wary brown ones; Desmond had not expected him to be so close. Ezio chuckled and immediately kissed Desmond’s parted lips, Desmond tentatively kissed back much to Ezio’s pleasure. Ezio rewarded the younger man, gently teasing the younger man’s balls much to Desmond’s obvious enjoyment. Desmond whimpered as the two older men happily continued their teasing touches; the assassins were in no rush to finish what they’d started. They were content to drive him to insanity as they watched. Altair chuckled as Desmond tried to thrust into his palm desperately trying to get off. Ezio’s eyes were glowing with lust at the wanton display. Altair let out a dark laugh as he blocked Ezio’s exploring hand, the Italian glared at him. Altair looked at the small jar of oil and the Italian got the hint. With a smirk the Italian oiled his fingers, Desmond swallowed loudly as Ezio leant forward, tanned fingers reaching for his hidden spot. The younger man let out a startled cry as a finger breached him; the two assassin’s groaned their arousals jumping at the sound. The young man arched into Altair’s teasing palm. Ezio chuckled and slipped in the next finger groaning as Desmond whined. Having already been stretched by Altair, a third finger slipped in easily. Long, dexterous fingers prodded the American’s prostrate causing Desmond to cry out loudly, shamelessly withering to make the pleasure last. Altair chuckled at the desperate action and Ezio’s darkening eyes. Soon the Italian lost his patience and pulled his fingers free, much to the American’s disappointment. Altair watched as the Italian pulled his clothes off desperate to be inside his new lover. Desmond whimpered at the sight of Ezio’s erection, Altair groaned into the younger man’s neck as the American arched wantonly, his bottom rubbing enticingly against Altair’s erection. Ezio smirked knowingly at Altair’s groan, before moving forward and gripping Desmond’s hips with firm hands. Slowly he guided his well-oiled erection to Desmond’s fluttering hole and entered inch by inch into the tight cavern. Desmond groaned, clenching around the welcome intruder. Ezio bit his lip, groaning into Desmond’s neck as he tried to get used to the tight, clenching heat. Desmond whined, before fidgeting and clenching around Ezio’s erection desperately trying to get the Italian to move. Ezio moaned, desperately trying to grab what was left of his sanity before pulling out of Desmond. Desmond whimpers of loss turned to a scream of pleasure as the Italian thrust in hard immediately catching Desmond’s prostrate. Altair groaned behind him as Desmond withered rubbing enthusiastically against Altair’s erection. Both assassin’s gasped as Desmond’s screams seemed to become louder. Altair pumped the American’s erection faster and firmer trying to get the younger man off first. Desmond cried out clearly unsure of how to react, he arched then withered as Ezio countered with a thrust to Desmond’s prostrate. The two assassins’ knew the younger man wouldn’t last long. As if responding to their thoughts, Desmond came with a scream of completion his channel tightening around Ezio’s erection. Ezio cried out loudly at the strangle hold, falling over the brink with one final moan. The two men collapsed on top of their oldest lover who made no complaints at their weight. Ezio soon gathered his frayed thoughts and noticed Altair’s erection; he smirked at the lustful amber eyes and moved to help his older lover. He was intercepted by a hesitant hand wrapping around Altair’s erection. Altair moaned softly at the soft, gentle touch happily allowing his youngest lover to do what he wanted. Desmond fingers cautiously explored trying to discover how Altair liked to be touched. Ezio licked his lips as Desmond slid a thumb over the slit of Altair’s penis, Altair arched with a moan wordlessly asking his younger lover for more. Desmond eagerly continued gaining confidence as Altair spread his legs exposing more of himself. Not one to be beat Ezio latched onto Altair’s nipples pinching and gently rubbing, the Arab moaned tossing his head to the side. Half lidded amber eyes watched the darker haired man’s back as Ezio kissed his neck. “Do you like this amore mio?” He asked his voice huskier and his accent stronger. Altair moaned softly. “Do you like the feel of that shy, soft hand touching you, learning all you ‘hot’ spots? Do you enjoy just laying back and allowing the two of us to pleasure you?” Ezio’s eyes darkened as Altair closed his eyes in pleasure at Ezio’s words. Ezio glanced the oil jar and if Altair had been aware he would have been concerned. Ezio dipped his fingers into the liquid making sure his digits were well-oiled. Desmond watched with curious eyes, his hand never stilling as Ezio slowly slipped his hand down to Altair’s hidden spot. Altair’s eyes opened and his amber eyes sharpened as a digit was slipped into his cavern. “Wha..!” He cried out, he moved to stop Ezio but suddenly stopped moaned as Desmond slid his thumb over the slit of his erection. Gentle fingers teased and weighed his balls leaving Altair a moaning mess on the bed sheets. Ezio chuckled and slid another digit inside the tight cavern, Altair whined in complaint but Desmonds gentle attentions kept him from fighting back. Any thoughts of stopping the Italian vanished when the Italians long fingers hit his prostrate. Desmond and Ezio moaned as Altair arched helplessly at the onslaught of pleasure. “Beautiful.” Ezio stated as he slid a third finger in. Altair had no chance to complain at the extra finger as Italian quickly touched the pleasure spot. Ezio leaned forward, his breath teasing the panting Arabs ear. “How about it, amore mio? Do you want to take Desmond whilst I take you?” Ezio asked his fingers teasingly brushing the older man’s prostrate. “Please.” Altair whispered, desperately trying to hold back his cries of pleasure. The shy, gentle hands on him and those taunting fingers inside him were too much for the Arab, he shuddered helplessly. Ezio chuckled as he pulled his fingers from the Arabs body; he guided them both to change positions until Desmond was on his back with Altair between his legs. Altair glanced back warily at Ezio, nervous of what was to come. Ezio sighed softly and gently leaned forward. He slicked his hand in oil and generously coated the Arabs erection, before guiding Altair into Desmonds sheathe. The two men moaned at their connection. With Altair distracted, Ezio oiled his own erection and pressed against Altair’s back. Slowly, with extreme care Ezio slid into the virgin hole, Altair moaned at feeling so full. Ezio waited a few moments to allow the Arab to get used to the feeling but Desmond was not so patient. The American whined clenching around Altair, the Arab in turn moaned and clench around Ezio. Ezio groaned and pulled out, pulling Altair with him. Desmond whined at the empty feeling alongside Altair. Ezio chuckled before pushing forward, pushing himself into Altair and Altair into Desmond. Altair gasped as Ezio’s erection brushed past his prostrate and Desmond cried out as Altair’s erection hit his prostrate. Altair groaned, panting into Desmond’s neck at the double stimulus. He absentmindedly wondered why he was so nervous about being taken, it felt wonderful! A firm jab to his prostrate sent his thoughts scattering. Desmond cried out beneath him and Altair knew the American wouldn’t last. He felt more than saw Ezio’s hand slide between Desmond and himself. Desmond screamed at the firm grip, coming just from the extra stimulus. Altair cried out as Desmond tightened around him, milking him for all he was worth. He gasped at the vibrations of Ezios groans on his shoulder and cried out as he was filled with Ezio’s warm seed. Ezio groaned at the tightness around him as Altair came, the Arabs tight body forcing him to come. He released inside the older assassin and nearly collapsed on top of his two lovers. His arms shook from holding his weight up as he looked down at his two lovers. Desmond was almost asleep and Altair looked exhausted. With a small smile he pulled the quilt up and covered himself and his two lovers before snuggling into the back of his oldest lover who was possessively holding their youngest. “Are you afraid to bottom now?” He asked sleepily. Altair made a small sound and Ezio knew he would be in trouble with his oldest love in the morning. He couldn’t wait.A/N: - I think there are a few spelling errors in there, but they’re not too bad (I hope).
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