Serendipity (Tom Riddle x Reader)

xxi. Brother .xxi

Please remember, that this is absolutely fucked up. Once again. Do not blame me. Your choice to read this fucked up shit.

The brothers were extremely bored at the party. Mattheo wanted to find someone to eventually take back to his dorm room, and Tom was being an annoying twat near the drinks table. And you were quietly sitting.

These sorts of outtings weren't your thing, you prefered tiny little parties, where you got drugged up and tripped for the whole weekend. You loved it when you couldn't tell whats your face, and what's your chest. When your eyes felt like they'd fall straight of the socket. You adored the feeling of being high.

But you also loved sex. The copious girls and guys you've fucked, some of them were even fun stories to tell. Like the one time you'd almost fucked Tom in the coats closet in the slytherin common room. He sobered up enough to realize it wasn't a good idea in time, but you both were too similar in too many ways. It was kind of weird seeing as you both hated eachother as well.

But Mattheo loved to push your buttons, he enjoyed teasing you. Because he knew you seriously liked his brother. He thought it was fucking adorable, and often tried to set both his older brother and best friend up. It eventually got to the point he would do anything in order to watch you two finally become friends. Or perhaps more.

And you did.

You finally stood up, and walked towards Tom. Slightly tipsy, but enough that you could still think completely straight. It just added a little fuel to the fire for your body to lean up against his. A fitted black shirt hugging his torso, and a pretty, tight green dress were both fitting both of you very well. You couldn't help me stare at his neck, to his collarbones, down to where you could feel his abs.

And he looked down your dress, directly at your perky, pretty tits. Mattheo walked up from behind the both of you and laughed, "well isn't this a sight?" You sort of drew away, even if you didn't want to. "No no, come back together, don't let me ruin things!" He said loudly.

"Fuck off, you asshole," you said while blushing. You stood by Tom's side, and you could smell his cologne. The smell was musky, expensive, and very masculine. You couldn't help but take a deeper breath in. But, you couldn't notice the fact that both of the brothers were staring directly at the way your chest rose and fell.

It was hypnotic. And when you finally realized the tension in the air, you grabbed both of their hands, dragging them behind you. The grip on their limbs was loose enough that they could escape at any point in time. They both knew where it was going, and both were excited. The idea of your face being flushed, and stuffing all of your holes full, your eyes crossing in pleasure-

Their pants were already tightening. Mattheo was already taking off his t-shirt, and Tom was struggling to get all of the buttons undone. They both wanted to be the first ones to lay their hands on you, a competition of sorts.

Tom, in just his very expensive dress slacks, pulled your hips closer to kiss him, leaning down so your lips met. And Mattheo came up from behind and moved your hair out of the way, kissing patterns on the exposed skin of your neck, shoulders, and back. You were absolutely gorgeous.

But you were getting tired of the teasing, so you pushed both of the boys back, and very slowly peeled your dress off. They got a full view of your bare breasts, and poorly concealed cunt. You were pretty to both of them, but this made their elections more prominent. "Tom, oldest one goes first," Mattheo said while sitting down pulling down his pants and underwear.

He watched while Tom trailed his hands down your hips, kissing you roughly, bruising the flesh. Your fingers were scratching at his shoulders, not wanting to wait much more. And he wasn't going to force you too. He positioned you on the bed, on your hands and knees, and thrusted deep inside.

You whined, and reached for Mattheos hand. Both of your eyes locked, and he licked his lips, staring at your plush thighs being crushed against Tom's. He led his stare up to your lips, and the roundness of your mouth as you moaned. He directed his cock in-between your lips, so everytime Tom thrusted deep inside, your body would move forward on his cock.

He didn't have to do anything to experience the pleasure your tight throat was bringing. He could see the way your throat bulged, and your eyes looked up at him innocently, with tears in your eyes. It only drove his erection further down your throat.

Painful pleasure wracked your entire body, thighs and inside burning with your lips turning pink. You could feel the bruise forming at the back of your throat, and yet your climax was building fast. The pain was exhilarating, to the point your mind clouded and all you could feel was the two brothers.

You wanted to tap out, the desperate need to breathe mixing with the short muscle spasms from Tom. Together it was making it impossible to keep your composure, until you gave up and just went limp in their hold. A doll for them to use at their whims. A beautiful doll.

They couldn't hold it together with the extremely erotic site of you unable to keep yourself together. Pleading in your mind for it to continue, but to all be over. Their cocks twitched, Mattheos cum spilling down your throat. You swallowed as best you could, but some of his seed dropped down your chin, piling in your cleavage.

He pulled away from your nearly broken body, all 10 minutes of the abuse and your mind was numbing. The boy sat on the bed and watched your face, trying not to focus on his brother fucking your brains out. The way your eyes rolled back as your arms gave out and your face met the bed, smothering yourself. 

Your moans were loud, but no one in the room cared, the sound of your whines causing a more erratic pace from the older brother. His tip brushed your cervix one last time before your walls fluttered tight and his cock pushed deep inside of you. His cum spilling so deep inside of you it felt as if it were in your stomach.

The thick ropes of warm cum made a deep warmth arrise in the pit of your stomach, quite literally collapsing on the bed. The battery your body had taken forced you to collapse on the bed and pass out, drifting away as the oldest brother took care of his mess and helped you get ready for bed.