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It's been three months. Three looong fucking months. Three months of careful healing and even more careful waiting. Three months of watching his boyfriends jump each other's bones and not being able to do anything, for his own good. Three months of frustration and pent-up arousal. If it were not for these two horny idiots, waiting sure would’ve been a lot easier.
At least Axel didn't have to wait as long as Jakob did. But it was not about him tonight. Tonight was all about Axel.
Though it would be a lie to say that he was the only one desperately waiting for this day. All three of them were. Axel's metoidioplasty – his final surgery in his transition – was complete and fully healed. It was finally safe for him to have sex again, so they made it a little celebration. Designed upon Axel's request, with all of his wishes in mind. Now all of what's left for Jakob to do was to sit back, relax and enjoy.
"I'm good, I think," Axel called out of the master bathroom where he has been sitting on the toilet lid for the past 15 minutes, with his pants around his ankles, inspecting his junk and thinking about what awaits him. He was excited. He didn't say a lot when he described what he wanted; it was short and direct, but he trusted Jakob with preparation. Axel imagined his boyfriend's dear face, flushed and scrunched up in pleasure, and felt a rush of blood going downwards. He squeezed his palm around his hardening cock and quietly groaned under his breath. He exhaled and called out again: "I will come out now."
"We can't wait, darling." Jakob's voice chimed from behind the closed door, dripping with amusement.
Axel came out of the bathroom, wearing only his white briefs that hugged his meaty thighs snugly. The little bulge in between them was quite visible.
He observed the room and spotted Jakob sitting in the corner of it, languidly sprawled out in a soft chair, the first few buttons of his shirt undone, his sleeves rolled up, his legs spread. One arm thrown over the chairs back, and the other lay on his crotch, palm down, casually resting there. He was not participating tonight. Though he didn't seem upset with his role at all. Axel could see the bulge tenting the front of his trousers underneath his hand. He met Jakob's gaze, his bright blue eyes shiny with mirth and a little glassy with arousal already. He smiled up at Axel, hungrily taking in the sight before him, silently admiring. Then he turned his gaze sideways, nodding his head towards the large bed in the center of the room, and smirked. Smug bastard, he definitely was plotting something.
Axel finally turned and looked at the bed. The sight made his breath hitch. There lay Kevin, spread out in the middle of it and completely naked. Pale white skin contrast against the dark sheets, his flat chest slowly rising and falling, his long, thin legs going for miles and miles. He's seen all of him hundreds of times before, but it never failed to make his blood boil in a span of seconds. Kevin looked as gorgeous as ever. His little present, already unwrapped.
Their eyes finally met, as Kevin looked up at Axel's face in shy anticipation. Heavy tension, like an electric charge between them, hung in the air. Axel could hear it buzz, though he was pretty sure it was his own blood pumping in his ears. A familiar warmth spread across his lower belly. He missed this feeling.
But now it was coming over him in a different way, growing stronger and faster than before. He could feel his arousal pooling in his groin, spreading from the root, but not stopping there, going even further, filling out his cock to the very tip. He felt himself throb.
Axel dragged his hand across his own crotch, cupping his dick and squeezing. He groaned at the pressure, feeling the fierce, animalistic desire filling his veins, as he eyed Kevin's body up and down again. Sharp hipbones jutting out, flat tummy covered in dark hairs, leading down to his carefully trimmed bush, and amidst it, his little t-cock, pink and hard inbetween his slim thighs. He looked absolutely delicious like this.
His reward for all these months of waiting and teasing. Axel wanted to ravish him.
Kevin gulped and shivered under his gaze, the tips of his ears reddening. Suddenly feeling exposed, like prey in front of a hungry lion. Small and vulnerable in the middle of the large bed. Like an offering. The thought made him squirm, a jolt of charged excitement going through his body.
His gaze shy but beckoning, fingers fiddling with the sheets underneath him, as he whispered:
"Take me."
Axel lunged forwards, crawling onto the bed and grinning like a maniac. Flames dancing and licking their way out from deep in his stomach. He would never forget how the first year of testosterone had hit him. All of them, honestly, they were fucking each other multiple times a day, like goddamn rabbits, insatiable, driven by nothing but lust. It was many years ago. But this. This right now felt similar.
He climbed on top of Kevin, not wasting a second, straddling his hips and covering Kevin's slender form with his body. Heavy, warm and solid on top of him.
Axel leant down, cupping Kevin's cheek and capturing his open mouth in an urgent kiss. Only lips touching, so agonizingly soft, but with desperate abandon, like an exhausted traveler who finally found his oasis. Axel hoped he could convey all of the passion burning deep in his chest – right near his wildly rushing heart – into this kiss.
He pulled away for a second, hastily taking off his glasses and throwing them aside, and leaned right back in, crumpling Kevin's lips with his own. Leaning close, close, closer. Pressing his nose into Kevin’s cheek, like a drowning man holding onto the lifeline.
Axel's body felt on fire. Desire bursting from the inside out, he licked into Kevin’s slack mouth. Powerful, assertive. Kevin whimpered and succumbed, overtaken by the sudden force, trying his best to keep up with Axel's tongue devouring him like he owned him. The coarse hairs of his mustache scratched and burned the clean-shaven skin just above Kevin's upper lip. Axel liked to think that Kevin shaved his face just for him tonight.
Lips and teeth clashed in a desperate dance, Axel leading and Kevin following. And Axel swears he could taste Jakob on Kevin's tongue. They were, for sure, not wasting time here while he was in the bathroom. He darted Jakob a wild sideways gaze, as if trying to tell him, "I know."
Jakob caught it and his mouth dropped open, caught off guard at the sudden acknowledgement. His fly was unzipped, half-hard cock peeking out of the opening, and his cheeks flushed rosy-pink.
Axel held his heavy, glassy gaze and, not interrupting the kiss, ground his hips down. Kevin cried out into his mouth, clenching his fingers on Axel's biceps.
Jakob gasped and squeezed one of his hands around his own cock and the other on his balls, bringing himself to full mast.
Sparks danced under Axel's half-closed eyelids as he continued to lick into Kevin’s hot mouth with abandon, dragging his crotch down between Kevin's legs in languid humping motions, grinding their shafts together, only one thin layer of cotton separating their skin.
He mouthed a wet trail of kisses down Kevin's face: the corner of his mouth, the cheek, the sharp of his jaw, the spot behind his ear, his neck. Kevin faintly whimpered, barely audible, but Axel could feel his unsteady exhales under his lips, as he mouthed at his long and pale exposed throat. Axel bared his teeth and lightly bit into his Adam's apple. He was expecting Kevin to yelp, but he moaned at the sharp sensation, throwing his head even further back and shutting his eyes, his hand clutching at Axel's shoulder.
Axel rolled his hips, their lined up erections sliding against each other, and sucked his lips hard onto the little yellowing bruise in the junction between Kevin's neck and collarbone. This one is exactly a week old. It was left by Jakob. Axel remembers this one, because that day he was listening to their moans from behind a wall, while forcing himself to read some book, because he wasn't allowed to even get hard, not to mention touch himself. Axel sucked a fresh one on top of it, covering and marking simultaneously. The sudden rush of power through his head made him lightheaded.
Axel pulled away to catch a breath, staring down at Kevin, already disheveled and panting open-mouthed. Kevin's limp hand reached up, carding through Axel's chest hair, caressing his soft pecs, gentle fingers gliding over two thin symmetrical scars under them. They’ve known each other for such a long time. They’ve been together through hell and back; Kevin still remembers looking after Axel after this particular surgery. These scars were pale and faded with time, barely noticeable to an outsider's eye. Kevin stared up at him, his gaze glazed over and so, so fond.
His open palm traveled lower, gliding over Axel's stomach, down his happy trail, right where Axel's erection was, hot and heavy and poking into his own groin.
"Not so fast, pretty boy." Axel swiftly caught his wrist and brought it up over Kevin's head, holding it down.
He shifted on top of him, putting his whole weight down onto his thighs, effectively pinning Kevin to the bed. He couldn't resist dragging his dick over Kevin's crotch one more time. Kevin gasped, bucking his hips, but they turned immobile, useless. He realized that his struggles would be fruitless. He just has to comply and take what is given to him. An unconstrained broken moan burst out from his throat.
A faint clink of a chain from their left made both of them turn their heads.
"Thought you might want these." Jakob smirked, suddenly holding a pair of black leather handcuffs in his free hand and waving them around. The other one was languidly pumping his own dick. Smug motherfucker, smiling like he took a wild guess and won the lottery.
He tossed the cuffs towards Axel, as he muttered some curses and, probably, some words of gratitude under his breath. Surprised, but fully on board. Impressed.
Kevin keened, his eyes widening as if he didn't know about this too. Did he? Axel caught them in the air and brought both of Kevin's hands up with a firm grip, threading the chain through the pillars of the headboard, wrapping the cuffs around his slender wrists and fastening the little belts on them.
Axel pulled back a little bit, admiring his work and relishing in the view: Kevin's body underneath his own, his big green eyes gazing upwards, droopy and glazed over, his bangs tossed and falling down onto his forehead, the flush from his cheeks spreading down his neck and chest. Axel reached for his glasses on the bed and put them back on. From now on, he wants to see everything he does to Kevin in full-HD and commit every little detail to his memory.
Unable to resist, Axel's hands snaked their way onto Kevin's rapidly heaving chest. They caressed in broad and firm strokes, going up from his slim waist, hugging and squeezing his sides, tickling his ribcage with calloused fingertips, and then finally, reaching his nipples. They were small, neat and perfectly round, two little dainty pink nubs. Only the faint scar tissue circled around them gave away that he ever had something done to his chest. Axel put his palms flush under Kevin's armpits and put his thumbs on both of his nipples. He rubbed them in a circular motion, and Kevin whimpered abruptly, writhing under the touch, hips arching off the sheets, but Axel's weight was still pinning him down. He tightened his grip and slammed Kevin's back down onto the mattress.
"Patience, dear. You're all mine tonight." Axel pinched and tweaked his hardened nipples between his fingers, plucking Kevin's nerve endings deftly like the strings of his bass, enjoying the little huffs and whimpers that erupted from Kevin's mouth.
Head thrown back against the pillows and his throat bared, bright-pink where Axel's stubble's burned it, his Adam's apple desperately bobbing. Writhing weakly in Axel's grip in a futile attempt to escape, but not really wanting to.
"Maybe you've had enough teasing. If we count what Jakob did to you as well." Axel said, palm pressed flat and forceful to the middle of his chest, feeling the rapid heartbeat pulsing underneath it. Grinning Cheshire cat-like and not looking in Jakob's direction at all, possessiveness spreading warm and viscous in his chest. Jakob's faint moan echoed from somewhere off the side.
Axel himself was painfully hard for a while now. Oh, but he couldn't deny himself the pleasure. It was like an adult equivalent of playing with your food. Only, this kind of hunger felt insatiable. Just a little bit more. Just to drive Kevin a little more insane. Just to make Jakob squirm in his seat.
Axel scooted upwards, planting both of his knees on either side of Kevin's head. He looked up through his long, fluttering lashes, as Axel's frame loomed over him, pinning him to the mattress, rendering him useless, then straight at the outline in Axel's underwear. It was right in front of his face. Kevin's mouth watered.
Axel noticed the way Kevin was staring. He ground his hips forward and down, shoving his erection into Kevin’s face. He gasped, feeling Axel's hard length pressing into his cheekbone, feeling the smell of him – sharp and musky, unmistakably masculine – flooding his nostrils. Kevin tried to reach out his hand, but instantly felt the resistance, the cuffs digging into his wrists and not letting him do anything: not to touch, not to squirm away. Kevin let out a pathetic whine.
"You want it, don't you?" Axel grabbed Kevin's head with both of his palms, keeping it in place, and ground down again, dragging his cotton-clad groin across the bridge of Kevin's nose.
"Yes." Kevin's voice barely a whisper, his gaze glassy and unfocused and burning with need.
"Say it."
"I want your cock in my mouth, Axel. Please."
Axel shivered at the words. He hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his briefs and pulled them down slowly. His cock finally sprang free, eight centimeters of hard length jutting out of his body, framed by the thick, wavy hair on his pubic bone, and standing proudly above his ballsack. Tiny veins on the shaft prominent, pumping blood through and to the dark-pink, glistening head.
"It's beautiful. They did a fantastic job on you." Jakob mused, not tearing his gaze away from the action even for a fraction of a second.
"I don't recall requesting you to talk during this," Axel snapped at him in his stern tone, like he does when he's been interrupted from something important, "But thank you." And went straight back to Kevin.
He circled his fingers around the base of his cock, dragging his hard length slowly along Kevin's soft face. He slapped it across his smooth cheek sloppily, smearing shiny precome on it. Kevin stared up at him, frozen, their eyes locked, his dilated pupils dark and bottomless like two black holes. He felt himself twitch in his grip. He smacked his cock across the cheekbone a couple more times, leaving the slapping sounds to hang in the air, lewd and vulgar. Then guided it towards Kevin's mouth. Sliding it in between his lips, hissing at the light sensation:
"Open up."
Kevin obediently pried his lips open, and Axel pushed halfway in. The hot, wet insides of Kevin’s mouth enveloped his shaft, making him groan out under his breath. Finally, some relief. Kevin lightly sucked on his cockhead, pushing up its foreskin and teasing the slit gently. Axel exhaled heavily through his nostrils, put his hand on top of Kevin's hair, holding his head in place, and pushed his hips forward, sinking all the way into his mouth in one slow thrust. Kevin's skilled tongue pressed around the underside, providing additional gentle friction. Axel bottomed out, feeling his tip hit the end of Kevin's soft palate. He clenched his fingers tangled in Kevin's hair, slowly pulling him towards his groin, until his nose was buried in Axel's pubic hair.
Kevin gagged briefly, but did not pull away, the constrictions of his throat sending light vibrations straight through Axel's straining dick. It felt heavenly. Axel held him there, pulling away only so much to unobstruct his airway, giving him a couple seconds to recover. Kevin moaned around his cock low and muffled, remembering to breathe through his nose, then hollowed out his cheeks and sucked. The blazing desire clouded Axel's mind again, making his vision blurry from the dizzying want. He thrusted out and right back into Kevin's hot mouth: his lips circled perfectly around the length, his cheekbones even more hollow than they naturally are, and his nimble tongue curling under, gliding over the sensitive thin seam there.
Axel moaned at the gentle suction, everything felt so intense. His cock slid in and out of Kevin's soft, moist lips, as he pulled him lightly by the hair, guiding his head back and forth, sinking into the delightful wet heat of his mouth to the very hilt.
God, he would love to cum into Kevin’s mouth right now. But, really, he can do it anytime. Right now, Axel had a different urge in his mind.
He reached backwards, arching his back, and groped Kevin's crotch, covering it with his palm, pressing flush and squeezing. He could feel Kevin's t-cock, hot and straining, under his fingers. Kevin whimpered through the shaft in his mouth, bucking his hips instinctively, seeking the long-awaited touch. Axel blindly pressed his palm down firmer, caressing it between long parted legs, his eyes not leaving Kevin's reddened face for a second. He could feel that the pads of his fingers came out wet and glistening. A rush of fresh blood came through his brain, hitting him like a brick.
He circled his thumb, index and middle fingers around Kevin's erection, effectively creating a pocket for him to thrust into, and drove his pelvis into Kevin’s face again. They moaned out in unison, delicious friction making hot bliss pool and spread through their bodies, as Axel moved both his hand on Kevin's cock and his hips back and forth. This was perfect. This was still not nearly enough.
Axel unclasped his hand, firmly palming Kevin's crotch once again, his sneaky fingertips crept down, sliding over the folds of his hole, teasing the opening with feather-light touches.
"So wet already, dear." Axel murmured, "Is it all just for me, or has someone helped you?" He asked rhetorically, amused voice dripping with casual possessiveness, without any tint of jealousy. Then he brought the pads of his fingers to his mouth, giving them a quick lick and grinning.
The fingers quickly returned and prodded at the opening, smearing transparent precome all around it, and Kevin quietly whined, his eyes screwing shut and the tips of his ears reddening with embarrassment. He looked absolutely adorable like this, with his lips stretched around Axel's cock.
He teased just a little bit more before inserting two, slowly pushing them in, each phalanx being enveloped by the tight wetness, watching as Kevin's mouth goes slacker and slacker around his soundless moan.
Axel's fingers eased all the way in, then experimentally pulled back and immediately thrusted back in. The slick sound it made made his head spin. He could feel the wetness staining his knuckles. He did it again, setting a steady rhythm and twisting and scissoring his fingers a little bit, stretching Kevin out. He didn't need to do it, but it felt too fucking good. Kevin's hot walls squeezed around his digits, but he needed them to squeeze around something else.
He drove his hips into Kevin’s drooling open mouth with a desperate thrust, groaning low and almost animalistic. He held Kevin's head into his crotch, nose pressed to his pelvis, cock buried in his throat, and thrusted his fingers in, curling them on his upstroke motion.
With a wet guttural moan, Axel's cock popped out of Kevin's mouth, a string of thick saliva connecting the tip with his lower lip sinfully. An image that will haunt Axel's wet dreams.
Kevin looked up at him, absolutely debauched, his glazed-over eyes begging to destroy him. A surge of dominance rushed through Axel's overloaded brain as he pulled back and turned his head to focus fully on the action. His hard-on could wait for just a little while longer.
Mesmerized, he watched as his fingers disappeared into Kevin’s puffy hole, as his little hard cock twitched as his insides contracted around them.
He pulled them out, spreading the precome around and giving his cock a quick rub, making Kevin hiss, then plunged them back in sharply, his curled fingertips rubbing upwards.
Kevin cried out, throwing his head back with abandon, as Axel's unrelenting fingers continued to fuck him roughly. The wet slide of them in and out of Kevin's pliant body blending with Axel's self-indulgent urge to satisfy.
Axel could feel how Kevin's pleasure was building, could see how his face was contorting with each thrust. Tight walls clenching on the fingers, and sweat beading on his temples. Axel stilled his hand and rubbed his rough fingerpads up, against one certain spot, curled and persistent. Kevin bit his lip, his brows scrunching, his insides tightening and tightening, until suddenly relaxing and exploding in a trickle of clear liquid onto Axel’s palm.
Kevin wailed, crossing his legs instinctively, his whole body shaking. Axel's brain short-circuited; he pulled his fingers out and, on pure instinct, forcibly spread Kevin's legs open again and rubbed on his cock, watching as more spilled out. In the back of his mind, he could hear Jakob's moan, muffled against his palm clasped over the mouth.
For several more seconds, Axel continued to sloppily stroke Kevin, moving his hand hard enough to feel the way his stomach contracted with each spasm. Watching as a small puddle spread underneath his ass, soaking into the sheets, turning them even a darker shade.
Once Kevin started whimpering from overstimulation, Axel stopped and gave him a minute to catch his breath. But only a minute. His own body felt like it was on fire, wound up like a string and ready to burst.
"I'm not done with you yet." Axel leaned towards Kevin's head, his deep voice rumbling into his ear as he whispered, "I'm gonna fuck you."
Kevin could only sob brokenly in response, overwhelmed with the intensity and still high off his orgasm. He nodded weakly, shivering with the aftershocks and the anticipation. The chain of the handcuffs rattled against the headboard.
Axel settled between his legs. Graciously long and slender, he parted them under the gentle but firm force of Axel's palms. They caressed both of the thighs up and down, going from the sharp knees to the junction of his pubic bone, the prickle of hair under Axel's fingertips giving him an electric tingle.
He grabbed his cock at the base and pressed it flush against Kevin's little one, making him whine out of overstimulation. Both of them hard and flushed crimson-pink with blood. Axel looked at them for a moment, mesmerized. They looked almost exactly the same, only the size was the difference; Axel's was about twice as big as Kevin's. It made his mouth water and little zaps of electricity go through his brain.
He slowly dragged his own over Kevin's, holding it up at the base, rubbing them together. Kevin sobbed weakly, hiding his face in the pillows.
His arms started to feel sore. He's completely in Axel's mercy. He trusts him with his life. He belongs to him.
The head of his cock slid over Kevin's hole, gathering the slick there, then back to his straining little shaft, smearing it around. Axel's blood boiled to a hundred degrees underneath his flushed, sweaty skin. He dreamed of this for years.
"Look at you, you're dripping wet, love. You want my cock inside that bad?” Axel cooed, his low voice dripping with hot honey.
"Yes."
"Say it louder, pretty boy."
"Ah- I want your cock, papp."
"Good boy. That's what I wanted to hear."
He pressed the tip to the wet entrance, feeling the heat radiating from it, and slowly pushed inside. Centimeter by centimeter, until he was buried all the way to the hilt, balls pressed flush against Kevin's ass. Axel exhaled heavily through his mouth. Hot walls were hugging his length tightly, drawing him in, oozing transparent precome, slicking up his cock perfectly. They didn't need any lube.
Axel thrusted out and back in again, groaning under his breath. The squelching sound it produced was absolutely lewd. Everything between Kevin's legs felt slick. It glistened under the warm light of the table lamp. Every single thought left Axel's mind; it felt like all of the blood and nerve endings in his body concentrated in one exact place. Tight wetness surrounded him from the base to the tip, clenching and quivering around him like a vice. He drew out his thrusts, trying to savor this feeling. Kevin's face scrunched up in pleasure, his brows furrowed and sweat beading up on his forehead.
Axel bent forward, bracing himself above Kevin with one hand and encircling both of his slim wrists with his other. A faint moan fell off his lips as Axel leaned down and covered them with his own. He shoved his tongue into Kevin’s wet mouth and sharply drove his hips into Kevin’s wet hole. Swallowing choked gasps off of Kevin's red, used lips, as he set a fierce rhythm. He angled his cock, rolling his hips in wide motions. The sound of slick-wet skin slapping skin echoed across the room and in Axel's ears. He faintly heard Jakob's desperate panting and the slick sound of his palm fisting his cock. It spurred Axel on even more. Untamed animalistic desire burned through his veins once again.
He straightened, grabbing Kevin under his sharp knees, moist with sweat from his exertion, forcing his legs even further apart. He guided them onto his shoulders, almost bending Kevin's lanky form in half. Kevin moaned out from the sudden change of angle, Axel's cock now rubbing directly against that sensitive, abused spot again. Axel gave him just a second to adjust, unable to hold on any longer, and resumed his brutal pace. Sweaty hair sticking to his forehead, glasses fogged up and sliding down the bridge of his nose. He growled under his breath, continuing to slide in and out of Kevin's clenching entrance.
"Axel- Ah! I'm close!-"
"So tight for me, baby, so perfect," Axel rambled sweet nothings, his brain not cooperating, words and grunts bursting out, as he thrusted his cock deep inside several times, his hand snaking down onto Kevin's sunken stomach, right where his bladder is, "Taking my cock so good," He felt the motion under his palm and felt his cock throb inside. Fervently driving his hips into Kevin’s pliant body, he actually pressed down on his stomach, pulling out at the very last moment.
Kevin wailed high and broken, his whole body contorting, as a wave of orgasm crashed over him. His legs shaking and crossing, as several powerful spurts of liquid burst from his opening, trickling down his taint, his ass, and soaking into the dark sheets, spreading into an even darker puddle, adding to the wet mess underneath.
"That's it, that's my good boy," Axel stared between his legs, gaze transfixed at Kevin's clenching, dripping hole. He felt like he was about to explode.
He guided his dick back in, covering Kevin's form with his torso, grabbing both of his wrists with one strong hand and tightening his grasp.
Feeling helpless and small under Axel's weight despite their height difference, Kevin cried out sharply, as Axel continued to pound into his overstimulated body. Slaps of his balls against the wet skin of Kevin's ass sounded absolutely obscene. His pubic bone ground against Kevin's still hard t-dick, lighting his overloaded nerve endings on fire.
"I love your little cock, don't you dare do anything with it," Axel growled, panting into Kevin's ear, while he continued to slam into him with brutal force, mercilessly fucking him through his aftershocks, "I won't survive not fucking you for this long again."
"I'm not going to. Ah!- Never," Kevin rambled incoherently, rocked back and forth with the power of Axel's motions, the chain of his cuffs clinking and the bed creaking faintly, "Not while it brings me pleasure like this. Nghh- Oh god, Axel!-"
Axel thrusted in once, twice, thrice more, then buried himself to the hilt and stilled, letting out a long, low groan, as he came so hard his vision blacked out. He stayed there for a moment, unable to move, panting wetly into Kevin’s neck, as warmth encompassed him from all around and heavy relaxation spread through his exhausted limbs.
Clumsy fingers hastily undid the belts on Kevin's wrists and started absentmindedly massaging them on autopilot. He pressed a hasty open-mouthed kiss to Kevin's bared throat, pulling back and pulling out. The watery white liquid that seeped out of Kevin's hole almost looked like sperm. Axel jolted, the image going straight to his overloaded brain and lodging there for the rest of his life, probably.
Exhausted and spent, Axel plopped onto his side near Kevin, who was trying to regain his breathing. A quiet shuffle of feet against the carpet made Axel raise his head. Jakob approached the bed, as if pulled by a magnet, his narrow and wild gaze not leaving the mess between Kevin's legs and underneath him on the sheets. He looked at Axel beggingly, his face flushed and red, a silent plea in his eyes. Like he needed permission specifically from him.
"You want to clean him up?" Axel asked and chuckled, satisfied and arrogant, looking up in Jakob's shining puppy eyes, as he nodded his head vigorously. If he had a tail, it would've been wagging right now. "Fine. I'm feeling generous today."
Not wasting a single second, Jakob dropped onto the bed with his torso, one hand hastily spreading Kevin's weak legs, and the other squeezing his own cock. He ducked down and licked a long stripe up Kevin's crack, lapping at the mix of fluids like it was a delicious nectar he was savoring. Kevin yelped, his swollen, sensitive entrance clenching involuntarily under Jakob’s hot tongue. Jakob's hand was frantically moving up and down his own cock, its head flashing pink underneath his clenched fist. He licked all the way up, circling his mouth around Kevin's softening t-dick, making him writhe and whimper feebly, and came, his guttural moan sending damp vibrations through Kevin's weary body, making him shudder. Axel could only stare, mesmerized, as his own dick gave one last pathetic little twitch.
Jakob pulled off with a wet pop, climbing all the way up on the bed and plopping on his stomach, finally satisfied. Immediately reaching out his hands, caressing Kevin's flushed abdomen in light, soothing patterns:
"You did so well, love. Our bestest boy," He murmured, soft and mellow and gentle, still a little bit loopy. Warmth spread across Kevin's chest at these words, his mouth stretched in a dazed smile, "And you, Axel. You wouldn't believe how hot you can be as a top."
"Hey!" Axel snapped theatrically, "And you wouldn't believe how hot you can be with your pretty mouth shut." Axel reached for him, grabbing his jaw between his fingers, and pulled him in for a kiss, the slickness from Jakob's chin smearing onto his face. He pulled away, looking Jakob in the eyes, "Thank you for this."
Jakob beamed, rolled over and then reluctantly started to get up. He kissed Kevin on his sweaty forehead on the way, one last gentle gesture expressing all of his adoration.
He stood up, still smiling, and disappeared into the bathroom. He has to get them towels and then some water, as he promised Axel beforehand, before Kevin passes out on the dirty sheets.