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He moaned. Again. It was really the only thing that he could do besides scream, and every time he started to scream Vegeta put his hand over his mouth, pushed his fingers down and made him suck on them--so screaming was not an option. Moaning seemed to be good. Moaning made them all rub a little harder.
(How'd this start again?) He opened his eyes enough to see Goku, enough to see him sucking on his neck--that would have made him nervous, he'd seen Goku eat before and green foods always seemed to make him extra happy--hot tongue against his skin and teeth and his hands--his hands were sliding up and down his chest, pressing tight over that part where humans had nipples and then sliding back down his stomach, rubbing over his muscles as the large thighs clenched around him, hips flexed and they rubbed hotter and tighter. Little sounds of appreciation for his taste, little noises--mewling.
(No, how did it start...)
Vegeta's hands were on his back, one on his neck, holding him in place, pushing him against Goku a little harder with every movement of his smaller body. Goku was strong and everywhere around him, but Vegeta was hot. Burning heat against his skin as his hands slipped down his back and curved around his ass, tight fingers gripping. Digging into him, another moan for them to smirk at.
Goku looked up, past Piccolo, at Vegeta's face just against his shoulder. Unattached his mouth from Piccolo's neck and licked his lips. "Now?"
Yes please.
Vegeta didn't say anything. Of course he didn't. Goku leaned up, pressed his sweat-slicked chest against Piccolo, arms going around him, crushing him between the two saiyans as their mouth's met. So close to his ear. He listened to them, the wet sounds of their tongues on one another.
Piccolo dragged his hands down Goku's back, letting his fingernails dig into the skin and heard the rumble of a growl in return, thighs clenched around him again and Vegeta and Goku separated. Goku leaned back, fell back on the ground and his legs dragged Piccolo down with him. Vegeta stayed up against him but he wasn't laying against his back.
Goku's hand between them, curled around his erection and it throbbed painfully in the hot grip. Vegeta's hands on Piccolo's hips and he was being pinned between them, sliding into Goku. Into Goku.
Inside of Goku.
Vegeta chuckled against his ear. Dark little sound of his amusement as Piccolo tried to get breath back into his lungs but he couldn't do anything but open his mouth and groan. Moan. Whimper. Jerk his hips up faster and sink into the endless heat. Watch Goku's hands as they dragged up his own body and stretched over his head. Creeping blush on his neck and his ears.
Vegeta moving behind him, chuckle turned to a single pant of breath as he moved himself into position and pushed into Piccolo. Thrusting against him and burying himself deep.
"Ve-ge-ta," Goku whined. "I wanted him first!"
"Learn to share."
"You should learn to be patient."
Vegeta retorted to this statement by thrusting into Piccolo. The unexpected push against him made his head spin and he dug his hands into the dirt under Goku for leverage against the spinning world. Goku lifted his hips up off the ground by digging his heels down into it (legs very bent) and he pushed back against Piccolo, shoving his slightly shaking body against him.
Then Vegeta.
Then Goku.
Piccolo moaned again, let his head fall down and licked at the sweat on Goku's chest while the crazed monkey drove his body back against Piccolo, shivered all around him and clenched him tighter in the slick heat. Vegeta's hands on his hips and his mouth on his back.
There were worse places to be.
"Piccolo," Goku gasped. Vegeta chuckled again.
"Giving up already Kakarot?"
Oh. However that statement ended, it wasn't going to be happy. Piccolo looked down at Goku, saw his eyes narrow, his body went taut all around him. Muscles prominent, energy flaring--instinctual response to a challenge. His legs slid against Piccolo's skin and he felt them drawing up, more energy flared.
He kicked Vegeta. Goku. Kicked. Vegeta. And Vegeta was thrown back (brief moment of ow and loss.) Before Piccolo could do anything about it was rolled onto his back and Goku was sitting upright on his hips, hands sliding through his own sweaty hair as he half turned and looked at Vegeta.
Piccolo had a brief image of being torn apart (accidentally of course) by the two feuding saiyans. Goku clamped down on him and turned back, gave him the most devilish look he had ever seen on the man's face and let his head fall back as he moaned. Spread his legs, dropped his hands down to trail his fingertips over his thighs and just--moaned.
Vegeta glared at him. "That won't save your ass for long," Vegeta said.
Hips rolled against him, taking him deeper into Goku and the big saiyan bit his lower lip, whined and dug his fingertips into the soft skin of his thighs. Looked right down at him--Piccolo--and whimpered.
Vegeta sat down next to him. "Let him suffer."
"Piccolo," Goku whined. Moved on him with desperate little humps that made Piccolo's vision spotty because it wasn't quite what he wanted and his heartbeat was thumping in time with throbbing in his hips. His stomach drew up in knots and his skin was hot and dry and slick and in need of being touched.
Vegeta slid his hand across his chest, leaned against him and kissed him. Hard kiss. Pushed his mouth open and fucked his mouth with his princely tongue. Piccolo grabbed at him, hands on his scarred skin everywhere he could reach. Felt Goku moved with sharper thrusts then and gasped into the kiss.
Vegeta moved away enough to look down at Goku. "Finish him." Then he moved away.
Goku rolled them so he was back on the dirt, drew his legs up and licked his lips. Moaned Piccolo's name like it was the only word that could save him, and just the sound of his name drawn out like that, quivering with the strength of Goku's want...
"Hard," Vegeta said from his side.
Goku nodded. "As hard as you can."
He moved. Pounded down into Goku, heard the curl of his scream as he grabbed the dirt near him and shivered everywhere. Almost screamed his name as Piccolo drove his throbbing erection deeper into the clenching wet heat. More and more, pounding them together, his hips slapping against Goku's thighs. Insanity in the friction, the heat, the movement, the sound of that voice moaning the syllables of his name.
And Vegeta's dark little chuckle.
Piccolo felt the tears falling down his face from his clenched eyes as he bared his teeth. Grabbed Goku's skin and felt his fingers slipping in the sweat as he drove himself again and again into him. Farther and farther into his body and harder and harder.
Then nothing. All movement halted. Goku had his legs on him, holding him where he was and when he opened his eyes the tall saiyan under him was grinning an exhausted happy little grin. "Thanks Piccolo."
Thanks?
He was pushed out of the wonderful heat, so he was laying between the clenched thighs but not in Goku. Stared at him.
"He's selfish like that," Vegeta said.
"It's not selfish!" Goku snapped.
Vegeta ignored him, pulled Piccolo out of Goku's grasp and kissed him again, smaller but hotter and his skin was dryer than Goku's had been, slid against him and his little hands, digging into his skin everywhere.
He was on his knees before he realized he wasn't kissing the Prince anymore, turned his head behind him to see what happened and felt the hardness pushing back inside of him. Groaned, let his hands dig into the dirt and his head hung loosely from his shoulders.
One minute to get used to the feeling of it, one minute to breath.
Vegeta did to him what he had done to Goku. Thrust into him in a mindless (almost savage) quest to reach the pinnacle.
Breathing wasn't important.
He throbbed with the beat of Vegeta's hips against his, gasped and shuddered with every short hard jab into him, felt the heavy need in his erection and his stomach was painfully knotted.
Thrust.
Goku was purring.
Piccolo looked at him, saw him laying on his side watching them, eyes half closed and he was purring.
He balanced himself on one hand and fisted his erection in the other, screamed at the contact of his own fingers on his erection and jerked down into his hand. Vegeta fucked him harder as he closed his eyes and shook his head.
Everything spun.
They collapsed. Goku was there, he grabbed Vegeta and kissed him, purring as their tongues met and they clawed at one another. Short brutal kissed.
Both of them looked at him. He was caught between them again as the kissed him, sucked the taste of sweat off his skin and Vegeta trilled as Goku purred.
How did it start again?
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Piccolo: *pleased*
Goku: It isn't selfish!
Vegeta: Riiiiiiiiiight.
Goku: You never let me come anyway.
Vegeta: If I did I'd never get to either.
Piccolo: *still pleased*
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