Patreon Compilation – Fic #353 – Gabriel/Jack/Akande – free use; enthusiastic consent; sloppy seconds – Everybody's Darling

Gabriel/Jack/Akande – free use; enthusiastic consent; sloppy seconds – Jack sometimes feels like he is about to crumble beneath the expectations everybody sets on him. Gabriel and Akande help him relax. (AU in which Akande is a good guy)

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Jack is a large guy but he’s got nothing on Akande. The man is huge and he is strong and he lets Jack feel both of it. It makes his eyes water and his heart pump in a fast, steady rabbit rhythm. He gurgles when he is slowly lifted up, Akande’s arms hooked underneath his knees to pull him along his cock in the slowest, wettest drag Jack has ever experienced.

He feels like he’s about to explode. Like his heart is going to explode right out of his chest as he can feel each and every one of Akande’s veins pulsing along his clutching, desperate insides.

Somewhere, a door slides open and footsteps approach.

“Akande. We’re having a meeting in five. Have you forgotten?” Gabriel does not quite sound annoyed. He appears in Jack’s peripheral. There is sweat dripping off his face and into his eyes, making it difficult to actually keep them open and discern what mood Gabriel might be currently in.

Usually he likes to join in… but then again, usually there isn’t work to be done as well. Akande chuckles and Jack gurgles in response because he can feel his mirth through the massive cock impaling him again as he’s being sat down on it. Just as slow as he has been lifted up. His muscles are soft and wet and completely useless at this point.

He feels like they haven’t even made a token effort at tightening up again since the last time the two Commanders have used him. It just goes pliant and submissive when he catches even a whiff of their dicks.

“I have not forgotten, my friend,” Akande croons. “I would never. I merely thought I had enough time to put a load into our little cumdump here before he got all cold and lonely. We can’t have that, don’t you think?”

Gabriel’s dark eyes flick to Jack’s pink, sweaty face. His expression remains unreadable for a moment, then goes mildly softer as he tucks his clipboard underneath his arm and comes closer.

He grasps Jack’s face with both hands and hooks a thumb into the corner of his mouth. He pulls it back, hooking Jack’s lips into an awkward, grimacing grin. Drool immediately starts slipping down his chin because nobody told him to swallow; and he’s dumb from cocks.

“That is all good and well,” Gabriel murmurs, eyes boring into Jack’s very soul it feels like. “But I believe you forgot that he is supposed be be a part of this meeting. He’s completely useless like this.”

Jack blinks slowly. Had he…? He can’t… usually he’s good about remembering these things. Really, very good. But then again, he never gets his hole stretched on cock for hours on end. It had started with Gabriel and then Akande had come along and it kind of just continued and his body felt weak and his mind even weaker.

“Oops,” Akande murmurs. His rich voice is chocolate; soft and smooth and so sweet that even Jack wouldn’t believe him for a second.

Gabriel frowns. His thumbs are still hooked into Jack’s mouth, still pulling it wide.

“I suppose he does not need to actually make an appearance. It’s just online.” Jack leans forward some more, putting more of the weight of his head into Gabriel’s hands. Drool freely drips from his chin now. He’s being filthy and he knows that Gabriel both loathes and loves it.

“I suppose we could make it up to the team,” Akande murmurs. He’s stopped bouncing Jack on his lap, instead letting him sit on it deep and intimate, his cock reaching so far into him that his eyes are pricking with tears. He feels so big inside him, it is making his whole being vibrate.

Gabriel glances up from Jack’s fucked out face and peers behind him at Akande. Jack tries to figure out what kind of nonverbal conversation they are having but his brain feels too hot and swollen in his skull to really produce anything worthwhile. The cock inside his guts is good. It’s perfect, even. He’d never have thought that he could take one the size of Akande’s but here he is… speared like a handpuppet and loving it.

“I don’t like the thought of letting others use him,” Gabriel finally announces.

Akande chuckles. His wide chest is moving against Jack’s back and his cock is doing things again. Flexing and twitching inside the tight, hot clutch of his body.

“But that is what he is for, is he not? Just think about it, my friend. Jack… free to use for everybody. Prohibited from even wearing clothes. His cunt wet with seed at any hour of the day. A true cum dump.”

Jack’s breath hitches. He leans further back into Akande, the other’s body so warm and overwhelmingly big behind him. And inside him.

Intellectually he knows that what Akande is proposing is fucked up and would never fly, but it’s not exactly his brain making the decisions right now which is just how Jack likes it. Nobody is able to pull him out of his own stress-addled mind like these two are.

The fact that Gabriel is quiet for a moment and lets it settle instead of immediately brushing Akande’s suggestion off is making Jack delirious.

Akande chuckles softly. Suddenly, he is lifting Jack off of his cock until only the tip is still inside his grasping, hungry hole – then even further up until he is gaping open completely.

Jack groans in protest, stomach hot and squishy feeling. He can hear his hole smacking around nothing, the walls swollen and needing to be filled by one of his two owners. Or maybe by both at the same time. The thought has a ringing start up in his skull so loud and obnoxious that he misses what is being said next. All he hears is Gabriel’s all but put upon sigh before he is being shifted around.

There is not enough time to argue before the meeting starts and Akande knows it. His face comes into view as Jack is bend over the back of the couch. It’s so handsome that his heart aches a little bit. He reaches out for Akande, needing to touch him, but the other smoothly slips out of his grasp.

Instead, Gabriel takes his place. The meeting begins. Someone puts their hand over Jack’s mouth when he tries to get loud. Someone else, or maybe the same person, stuffs their fingers in when he is nice and quiet to give him something thick to suckle on while they speak to whoever is on the other end of the conference as if they didn’t have Jack hanging off their cocks like a whore.

Gabriel is a bit smaller than Akande but that is to be expected. Akande is larger than life. Gabriel still makes it work. He’s a bit mean in how he fucks into Jack. Just shy of violent, really.

Jack isn’t sure how he manages to not be audible on the feed, but it’s not really his responsibility to think about right now anyway. He’s just a hole. He’s just there for them to fill over and over again and the thought makes his stomach go even hotter and more gooey than the loads they’ve already pumped there.

Things shift around. The meeting is done, but Akande and Gabriel aren’t. Not yet. Someone leaves, the other stays. Then that one goes as well. Someone tells him he needs to be a Strike Commander. He gets dressed up but he’s fuzzy in the head and stumbles a little on the first few meters on his own two legs. He’s put in front of recruits to give a speech which he does on complete auto-pilot. He can see their beaming faces, pink with eager anticipation, so he’s probably doing a well enough job – all the while hot, gooey loads are sliding out of his swollen, overworked cunt.

Gabriel is the one catching him off guard just when he walks back into the base on unsteady legs and with his head in the clouds. He’s not asked if he’s ready for another load and that is exactly how he prefers this. He’s pushed on his knees and Gabriel’s cock is in front of his face, so he opens his mouth nice and wide and pushes his tongue out like a red carpet for him to slide into.

He is free use for them, after all. Whenever they have need of his holes, he will provide them.

Gabriel’s fingers are gentle in his hair as he urges Jack to tilt his head back until he can carefully nudge his cock past the tight little ring of his glottis and into his throat. Jack’s muscles relax. More mess slips into his pants. He is sure there must be a wet spot forming on the fabric by now and is glad that he is wearing his long Strike Commander coat so nobody will be able to tell.

“I’ve thought about it some more,” Gabriel murmurs. His voice is so damn nice. Jack’s eyes start sliding shut like he’s a sleepy kitten, muscles relaxing even further. Gabriel chuckles; maybe he knows what kind of effect his voice has on Jack on a regular basis.

“I think Akande wasn’t too far off with his assessment. You’re a slut, Jack. There is no way the two of us can keep you satisfied in the long run. Maybe it is time to open the door for others as well. Make you the base’s cock pet.”

Jack gurgles soft and wet around the dick in his throat. Honestly, it’s impossible to come up with a reason not to do this.