Patreon Compilation – Fic#74 – R76+ 76/Doomfist – housewife!Jack; regular AU – Honey

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Reaper/Soldier; Akande/Soldier – Jack is a nasty boy that likes to play as an even nastier housewife. He really enjoys getting whored out by his husband Gabriel...

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“Honey, I’m home!”

Gabriel’s call is answered by something unintelligible from further back in their home. He reaches up and pats Akande firmly between the shoulder blades.

“Get yourself comfortable. I’ll tell her to bring some drinks.”

He smirks slightly, and the expression is mirrored by Akande who nods as he reaches up and undoes his bow tie, then begins to shrug out of his clothes. The motion is enough to have Gabriel pause and stare at him (Akande is… stupidly gorgeous), and he knows that Jack will just die out of embarrassment and eagerness.

He gives Akande another pat, then makes his own way into his home. Jack is in the bathroom doing laundry; wearing nothing special – just a pair of jeans and a soft pastel sweater.

“I brought company,” Gabriel croons as he leans in the doorway, arms crossed over his chest. He watches as the smile on Jack’s face freezes, and his ice blue eyes flinch away to the side.

“Is… that so.”

“Yup,” Gabriel says calmly, popping the ‘p’. “You know what to do, right?”

The flush that had been hidden beneath Jack’s sweater crawls up his neck now and makes his ears positively glow. He nods.

Gabriel smiles at him and comes closer to press a kiss against his cheek; it is hot to the touch.

“Wonderful. So go get into something more pretty and then bring us some drinks.”

.o.

Akande and Gabriel have sat down on the couch. There’s no awkwardness to be seen here; they both know why they have decided to come to Gabriel’s home tonight, and Akande is a remarkably good sport about everything. It makes Gabriel think that this is not the first time he has been invited to someone’s house to fuck their wife.

They’re both slouching, half-undressed, talking about the basketball game going on on TV. They’re highly capable businessmen during their working hours, but right now they don’t want to think about anything too complicated other than how the game is going and when they’ll get their dicks wet.

Akande’s face lights up when Jack finally appears in a little blue dress. It’s see-through; showing the heft and swing of his cock, the tip just bobbing into view every now and then beneath the shockingly short skirt.

Jack’s pecs are hairy but that only adds to the allure. He likes being a girly-girl, but he also likes being called out on his masquerade.

“Amazing,” Akande breathes. He reaches out, but does not grab the drinks that Jack is almost brusquely thrusting at them. Instead, he grabs Jack’s hips, his thumbs tugging on the skirt and making it ride up even higher; exposing Jack’s plump cock to their eyes.

Akande obviously is not going to lose a second of tonight’s playdate by pretending he is not here to get his cock wet in Jack’s sloppy holes.

Jack, unused to the treatment, glances in alarm to Gabriel. It’s not the first time Gabriel has brought others along, but they have never been as calm and confident as Akande.

Gabriel smiles at him slowly, leaning into the armrest of the sofa. They both have their legs spread wide enough that their knees are touching; they are as unselfconscious with each other as Akande is with Jack, turning him left and right to his heart’s content. Looking his fill without giving a shit about what Jack might think about it.

“Absolutely gorgeous. I knew you had taste, Reyes, but this…”

Gabriel barks out a soft laugh. He has pity with Jack and reaches over to at least pluck the drinks out of his hands before Akande turns him around and flips the skirt up over his ass. It’s small and tight, and the glint between the cheeks is intriguing even to Gabriel who knows what Akande’ll find there.

“Ah… s-sir-” Jack tries, his deep gravelly voice all breathy and simpering. He’s a perfect little himbo.

Gabriel watches Akande’s face; how it shifts minimally as he realizes just how slutty Jack is prepared to be. How fast he slots into his mindset with nary a minute of foreplay.

Akande spreads his cheeks with both hands and smiles quietly at the sight of the sky blue princess plug he sees there. He shifts his thumb over and presses against the glittering fake jewel. Jack arches his back, hands on his knees, trying to keep himself from crumbling.

“Hmmm… someone’s been hoping for dick,” Akande drawls slowly, thumb steady on the plug, slowly moving the pressure around it to have the toy inside Jack’s guts tilt in every which direction, pushing into the walls of his squishy, slick intestines.

Well trained as he is, Jack stays there and lets this stranger play with his cunt. He’s a big guy with large muscles and a voice like he gurgles gravel on the daily, but for them he simpers and whines, and goes belly up if they insult him long enough while pinching his tits and slapping his thighs.

Akande takes hold of the plug and pulls it out slowly. He doesn’t say a word, but his expression is calm and satisfied as he watches Jack’s hole starting to stretch around the widest part of the toy.

Gabriel wonders about that expression until he sees Akande pull out his own cock:

It is impossibly meaty, putting the plug to shame – yet he makes Jack sit on it anyway, one hand on Jack’s hip, the other holding his cock steady as he pushes the blunt tip against the loose little gape. Akande is slow and gentle... but relentless all the same.

When the fat crown finally pops inside, Jack cries out like he’s in distress. His blue eyes are opened wide, mouth hanging open. Gabriel waits for him to drool any second, if he’s being honest.

“You use her often? She’s tight as a virgin,” Akande suddenly pipes up. His words are as easy as his smile, but there is a certain tightness to his eyes that lets Gabriel know he’s not as unaffected by this as he might like to pretend.

Gabriel opens his belt slowly, calmly assured of his own prowess. He doesn’t let Akande rile him up when he knows very well how good he is giving it to Jack every goddamn night; has him bounce on his dick until he’s close to passing out.

“She’s a natural like that,” he drawls back. Cock out, he goes to grab Jack’s arm, only to realize that he is already reaching for him. He smiles slightly, stretching up and over and stealing himself a small kiss before he slumps back and lets Jack take care of the both of them.

Akande chuckles softly, his huge hands on Jack’s hips, pulling him down more and more; spreading his rim and making it burn as his cock slides deep into his guts and rubs along the squishy walls.

Jack’s hand around Gabriel’s cock is sweaty, squeezing just a bit too hard whenever the sheer slide of dick into his belly seems to overwhelm him.

When he finally is seated in the large man’s lap, he looks close to out of it, chest heaving and flushed in splotches.

Akande reaches around him and grabs the top of his little dress, then pulls it down roughly until Jack’s pecs spill out like tits.

“Been a while since I’ve had such a gorgeous lady on my dick,” he croons. Jack’s breath has hitched, and he seems still blitzed from taking Akande’s cock all the way, so he barely reacts to large, warm palms cupping his pecs and squeezing them gently.

Gabriel watches with an amused smile. Jack’s hand on his dick has slowed down to a crawl, only slightly squeezing every now and then as he sits there and feels.

Akande, realizing that Jack is overwhelmed with cock, takes matters into his own hands and lets go of his chest again to help him bounce on his dick.

“Has she never had to work for it?” he asks incredulously, eyes sliding over to Gabriel whose voice cracks as he laughs and lets his head fall back.

“She certainly hasn’t for a monster like that,” he admits roughly, unrepentant. His cock flexes in Jack’s grip, pre-cum lazily bubbling at the tip.

Akande snorts, then closes his eyes for a moment as he seems to simply enjoy the wet slide along his cock. Jack is clenching down like his life depends on it, insides slick and eager for the treatment.

He is flushed pink all over by now, looking like he’s barely even listening to them as they start to smack talk each other idly. He’s not more than a dumb little toy for them, and he looks like he’s more than happy with it, little see-through dress pooled around his hips and showing off everything he got to offer.

He’s completely overwhelmed with having to work Gabriel’s cock simultaneously; the sheer stretch and fill of Akande’s cock has his full attention. It pushes out little high-pitched whines that hit Gabriel right in the core.

They’ll have to train this more often. He wants to make Jack into the perfect little housewife.