Five Nights at Freddy's one-shots

Henry, Afton, Scott in a bed this time

Scott straddled Afton's hips, his naked thighs were wrapped around them, as he worked his own to grind down hard and deep. Afton groaned, his eyes would flutter shut, before looking up at Scott with such a burning intensity of lust, that Scott's insides would flip. Scott, though slowly sinking into the lapping waves of pleasure that caused his stomach to tighten and his erection pulse, was acutely aware of the other man that sat behind him.

Henry's hips were pressed against Scott's bare back, and they were slowly rocking back and forth. the man's hands pulled Scott's hair and scratched his scalp, they played across his chest and pinched all of his sensitive areas. Scott moaned loudly, anything to get a rise out of the two men that worked his body.

Afton smiled against Scott's neck where he had been kissing before, Scott felt his teeth as he nibbled him. He pulled Scott's waist down hard onto his groin and his smile became manic as he threw his head back. Scott finally found a rhythm. God, he felt like a pornstar. A few more moans slipped out. Scott felt two strong hands grab his wrists, and pull them from where they were pressing on Afton's chest, and pull them behind his back, where they firmly held them. Scott was now left with nothing but his hips to rock against Afton's waist, he didn't want to disappoint him, he knew well and sure that he had no dominance between these two men, he was their toy, and nothing more.

Henry then pulled Scott off of Afton entirely and sat him down on his own lap. Scott paused for a moment, staring in pure awe as Afton began to strip. His raging erection was already leaking pre, Scott fantasized about sucking it, anything to make Afton happy, to draw out those thick groans that he gave so sparingly.

"Ride it, darling." Afton drawled in his heavy English accent. Henry let go of Scott's hips and before Scott could readjust himself, he was in Afton's arms and being lined up. He bit his lip, Afton's size was nothing to smile at. He felt it slip in ever so slightly and he hiccuped. "It's alright, you're doing— great." Afton growled, pushing Scott down. Scott squeezed his eyes shut, moaning all the way until he felt the base rush up into him, where he gasped.

"Ohhh... good boy, you're such a good little slut." Afton moaned. Scott whimpered, the praise, no matter how tainted caused butterflies in his stomach. He rode Afton's hips, a practiced motion. He allowed his head to fall back and his eyes to close. He tried to block out the obviously aroused audience that was staring at him. He missed Afton's little wink at Henry behind him.

Henry came up behind Scott and wrapped one hand around Scott's neck and pulled the other through his hair. Sidling closer to the younger man, Henry wrapped his legs around Afton, beneath Scott. Scott was too busy to understand what was happening, Afton's dick was muddling his brain, turning it to useless soup. The only sign to Scott that something was happening, was Henry's lips under his jaw, his breath tickling his ear and causing involuntary goosebumps to rise on his legs. As Scott worked Afton's dick, Henry stuck a finger in his already occupied ass. When there was no reaction, he stuck another one in and stretched it open. Scott reacted.

His head snapped down to look at what was going on, his ass felt stretched, but Afton's constant pounding made it impossible to focus on one thing. Suddenly he felt like he had been ripped open from the base up. He screamed, his voice already hoarse from the seemingly endless hours of teasing the two men tortured him with. Afton sat up and wrapped his arms around Scotts neck. Scott was well aware of the two men kissing each other over his shoulder. While they were having their moment, the soft and husky moans only fueled his lust and desire to feel what this is like. He tested by rocking his hips and he screamed again, a tear slipping from his eyes.

"Shh, it's okay, you can take it, look at you." Henry whispered gently, and then wiggled his hips as best he could in Scott's now over stuffed hole. Scott whimpered and rocked again. And then again, and then again. And then he was craving it. It felt so good, being to full like this, feeling the two inside of him at the same time, rubbing against each other.

"Oh god Scotty, what a fucking whore." Afton growled. Scott, who always figured he wasn't into degradation, found himself craving it. He groaned, and went to kiss Afton but the man pulled away.

"You like that? Henry, I think the little slut likes it when I call him that." Afton snickered, hiding the waves of engulfing pleasure of Henry's dick rubbing against his inside of Scott. Henry chuckled and the vibrations of it caused more shivers. Scott's hips seemed to grow warmer and then with a cry, he came. He was already covered in it, all night it went like this, but this was different. Afton adjusted, keeping himself well and deep within Scott, but got leverage, he grabbed Scott's dick with the hand that wasn't holding himself up and began to jack the spent man off. Watching his brown eyes light up with this new pleasure. Afton had been neglecting him this for long enough. Henry had begun to claw at Scott's chest, leaving red marks where he dragged his nails up his skin.

"good boy, you can take what I give you, hm?" Henry said deeply, he started to touch and grope and kiss scott at every place he could reach without removing himself. Scott came again, much faster. His breathing was heavy and his whimpers were now non stop as he gasped desperately for a break, but neither of the men planned to give it to him.

"Henry... ahHa." Scott moaned, he knew what he was doing. He was tired and spent and the pleasure that wracked his body seemed to be suffocating him, the pace was unbearable and the amount of times he had released already should have been completely debilitating. If he could act like such a slut, then the two would come.

Afton grabbed Scott's neck and looked down, groaning. He and Henry, through some sort of communications, came simultaneously. Scott gasped, and he closed his eyes. The way his stomach swelled with their release, the pressure of his intestines taking it all. The feeling of Henry's hand pressing on his abdomen, now full and warm with them.

Afton pulled out first, it was fast and ruthless and Scott screamed again, his voice keening and breaking into an octave higher than he ever had before. Henry was much slower and then soon he was sitting on the bed, his legs spread and he whimpered, now empty and spent, and leaking.

Afton brushed his cheek gently, and lifted his chin, kissing him passionately, Henry held him softly from behind, whispering gentle things into his ear, kissing the cartilage, and nuzzling his neck. Badabang badaboom. Sex in the room.

It's been a while since I've posted😓 sorry!!

Xoxoxo~ Watermelon