highlander_ii

Bucky finished latching the cuff and patted Tony's ass as he stood up. He got a grumble for that, but ignored it. "You think he's comfortable?" He asked Peter who was lounging comfortably on a nearby couch.

Peter nodded. "Perfect. I - wow - I really like that. Wasn't sure at first, but it's really hot."

"Good. You want me to add the gag?"

Tony, trying to stay silent, let out an unhappy little whimper, but managed to skip the use of actual words. He didn't want them to gag him for this. He liked gags fine, but this time, he'd rather not have one.

With a wrinkle of his nose, Peter shook his head. "No. I want to hear him complaining. He gets to watch. I'm okay with his voice."

"Up to you. I'm fine either way. So, should we get started?" he asked while idly rubbing a hand over Tony's back.

"We should sit him down so he doesn't get light headed. That forward bend look is lovely, but I want him awake for the whole thing and usable later." Peter was having a lot of fun exploring this new aspect of their expanded relationship.

Bucky agreed with that and arranged Tony so he was sitting on a cushion with his arms and legs in front of him, wrists and ankles locked into the spreader bar. He had to agree with Peter on this one - it was really hot. Tony locked into the thing, sitting on the floor, mostly helpless, and, essentially, at Bucky and Peter's mercy.

Too bad for Tony, Bucky had no intention of showing any.

He tugged Peter from the couch and bent him over the arm of it, hands rubbing against Peter's sensitive skin. Drawing warm sounds from the young man as he explored every available inch. And there were a lot of available, naked, pleasing inches to explore.

Bucky glanced over to Tony when the man whined. "Something on your mind, Tony?" he asked.

Stalwartly, Tony shook his head. They'd all agreed to this scenario. He was okay with it. But damn, he wanted to be touching Peter right now. He should be touching him. That's how it was before - just the two of them. Just Tony touching Peter. The fact that bringing Bucky in was mostly Tony's idea didn't matter. That little possessive voice in the back of his head was screaming that Bucky was touching his things.

And he was so turned on.

He was trying to hide that fact, but it wasn't easy given he was naked and in a position that kept his knees spread open, making everything else very easily visible. And he knew Peter had seen it. That one he'd kind of counted on. He gave Peter a sly little smirk to let him know things were okay and they could keep going.

Peter made a delicious little sound that set both Bucky and Tony off with their own warm responses. Peter grinned - here he was making two men moan over him and he didn't even have to try very hard. All through school, he'd been the awkward clumsy guy with a few friends and his share of bullies. But now, he was in the most amazing relationship with not one, but two really incredible people and he couldn't be happier.

"Tony," Bucky said, addressing the man directly, "I'm going to fuck your boyfriend and you're going to sit there an enjoy watching me do it."

Tony, for his part, whimpered again, but didn't object. In fact, he nodded acquiescence and licked his lips in anticipation.

It was both torture and pleasure watching Bucky tease Peter nice and slow while getting him ready. Tony watched, eagerly, as Bucky used what might be considered an excess amount of lube, but given how fast Bucky pushed himself into Peter, it was probably more along the lines of 'just enough'.

Peter gripped at the back of the couch and turned to look over his shoulder at Bucky. "You know how I want it," he said, voice heavy and dragging. "Tony wants you to go hard and fast so it's over sooner and he gets a turn. But I want you to take your time. Draw it out. Make it last. Make him wait."

Tony squirmed.

Bucky grinned wickedly and did exactly as Peter had said. Moved slow and steady, making sure they were angled perfectly for Tony to see every movement as Bucky drew back and pushed in again.

"Fuck!" Tony growled, his impatience beginning to really show after a good ten minutes of Bucky slowly fucking Peter right in front of him.

"What are you complaining about, Stark? You love this. You wanted this. You told me you wanted me to fuck your boyfriend so well that he'd be putty for you. That's what I'm doing," Bucky explained as though this was completely foreign to Tony. "Do you want me to stop? He hasn't come yet, but I can stop if you want."

Tony shook his head sharply. "Fuck. No. Keep going. Shit." There was so much frustration behind those words. If Tony thought he could break out of his bonds, he would do exactly that. But 'exactly that' is why he was in them to begin with.

"You sound so... mmmmm... upset, Tony. Is something wrong?" Peter asked, enjoying the hell out of the slow, deep fuck he was getting from Bucky.

"No. No. It's fine," Tony said. It was not fine. He was so hard he thought he might explode. How was he going to get through this?

Bucky leaned forward and licked the back of Peter's neck. "You close? You gonna come? Or did you want to wait for Tony's turn?"

"Mmmm - I can go twice. It'll make him work harder for it."

"You got it. Little more and we can both come, then we'll see if Tony's earned his chance," Bucky rumbled as his hips continued to move. "Watch, Tony, I'm going to make your boyfriend melt into this couch."

Another whimper from Tony, followed by a soft gasp. This was so damned good. He couldn't get enough of watching Bucky fuck Peter. Hell, it was nearly enough to get him off too.

When Peter came, he nearly did melt into the couch. Bucky held him up as he finished himself, then eased Peter to the floor to lean against the side of the couch. Bucky sank onto a cushion and pushed his fingers through Peter's hair. "Well, Pete, looks like Tony enjoyed that as much as we did. Guess we'll keep this idea in the rotation, huh?"