Five Nights at Freddy's one-shots

Another Big Threesome

Scott shoved his glasses back up the arched bridge of his nose as Afton slowly backed him into a corner. He hadn't even realized he was slowly backing up and how close Afton was getting. He felt like pray to a circling shark. Scott's back his the wall and he squeaked, an involuntary sound caused by fear. Afton put on a mock expression of concern. He put the back of his hand to Scott's forehead.

"Are you alright, Mr. Callahan? You're sweating." Afton commented, reaching up with his other hand and put his palm against Scott's chest, looping his tie around his hand.

"I-I'm alright, just um... yeah, so uh what were saying about the-" Scott stammered, cutting himself off when he realized how embarrassing he sounded.

"It doesn't matter all that much." Afton whispered. Afton's cologne was practically visible as it encircled an already woozy Scott. The scent of whiskey carried on his breath and Scott felt his knees going weak. He suppressed a whine, he felt like he needed to sit, that or fall into Afton's trance.

"No...?" Scott murmured, drooping forwards a little, his pants felt slightly uncomfortable, now, but he didn't know when that had happened.

"No, here, take a seat." Afton said softly, tugging Scott's tie and guiding him like a puppy over to the couch in the middle of the room. Scott was practically dragging his feat as he shuffled behind the man. Afton was absolutely irresistible, with his expensive colognes and his rich attire and his raven black hair, salt and peppering at the sides. Scott bit his lip, his eyes becoming harder and harder to keep open. The older man pushed him softly, but that was all it took to send Scott collapsing onto the couch. "There you go." Afton said triumphantly. Pretending to ignore Scott's arousal just to see how worked up he could get the man.

There came a knock at the door. Panicked flashed through Scott's eyes, visible again from over the top of his slipping glasses, but the man couldn't seem to collect himself. Afton smiled, he knew who it was. It's not like he had offered for Henry to come, but the man just seems to know where Afton is and tends to unconsciously follow him around. He walked over to open the door.

Scott shifted nervously, pressing his thighs together and arching his back, flexing his shoulders in a vain attempt to correct his slouching posture, but he found it was too hard to wake himself up. There was a warm ache in his hips and he let his head flop forward to see his pants were tented from an increasingly painful boner. He sat up straight this time, eyes widening as he clasped his hands in his lap, but the urge to press down and palm his bulge, was growing too hard to ignore. Afton opened the door and Henry was standing there, a cheerful expression on his face. Scott groaned and let his head fall back. He didn't realize how loud he was.

Henry looked around Afton and his grin faltered slightly as he locked eyes with Scott, who's face was now red and little beads of sweat gathered on his forehead.

"Is he... alright?" Henry asked, but he already knew the answer. No, Scott was not alright. His boss almost six years older than him had managed to arouse him beyond the point of composure.

"Scott?" Afton looked fondly over his shoulder at the poor man who now had his head thrown back against the couch and was panting. "Of course he's alright. Would you like to see?" Afton grinned. Henry knew exactly what he was implying and seemed to think for a moment. He nodded slowly and curiously and entered the room, Afton shut and locked the door behind him. Scott looked up and whined when he saw that Henry had agreed to come in.

"Feeling okay, kid?" Henry asked, sitting on the couch next to Scott and grabbing the base of Scott's tie, loosening it. Scott bit his lip and ripped his glasses from his face, sick of having to push them up every three seconds.

"F-fine..." he stammered, but had begun to shamelessly grind into his hands, which were originally there to cover his shame. "Ohh mm-" he whined.

"Sure you are..." Henry whispered, and smiled. He reached over with the fatherly compassion that he wore everywhere and moved Scott's hands, opting his own instead, groping his bulge.

"Oh! Aughh... mmahahahhh!" Scott whined, gripping the couch cushions as he rocked his hips into Henry's hand.

"Look at you two." Afton laughed and sat on the other side of Scott. Again, that god dammed cologne washed over him and he grew lightheaded, his pleasure already weakening him. How did Henry always work around Afton and never feel like this? "Henry, lay back." Afton commanded and Henry let go of Scott's cock and adjusted to lay against the arm rest of the couch, one leg dangled off. "Go on, Scotty." Afton gestured towards Henry, who bit his lip as he looked at him.

"Aw, he doesn't have to." Henry offered, but he was already massaging himself.

"Sure he doesn't, but he so desperately wants to, don't you sugar." Afton coaxed, nudging Scott to lean towards Henry's crotch. Scott nodded gingerly and, with shaky hands, reached up to undo Henry's pants, pulling out his leaking cock. Henry gently ran his finger's repeatedly through Scott's hair as the man took his dick into his mouth. When it graced his wet lips, Henry shuddered and pulled Scott's hair, causing the younger to yelp and moan.

Afton, meanwhile, reached underneath Scott and undid his pants, pulling them down and exposing his ass to the air. Scott made a muffled noise, but Henry didn't let him come up to say it. Afton pressed his wet tip against Scott's hole.

"Now be a good little pet and take it, okay? I wouldn't want to have to fire you now, would I?" Afton threatened as he slowly pushed his tip beyond Scott's opening, sinking deeper into his warmth. Scott coughed and his head came up off of Henry's cock to let out a strained moan.

"Ohhh... nooooo! Ngggh fu c k!" Scott cried, but before he could make any more noise, Henry shoved his head back over his cock, bucking his hips into Scott's face, forcing his dick down Scott's throat. Scott felt tears well up in his eyes, but the aching sensation radiating through his whole body made his dick twitch in such a pleasurable way. He moaned around Henry's dick again, reaching up, this time, and held Henry's waist, closing his eyes. Aftons dick was making quick work out of blocking out the fact that these were, in fact, his bosses, and he was sucking one of their dicks while getting unbearably pleasured by the other.

"Oh fuck, Scott... so tight- mghh- around me..." Afton huffed, leaning down slightly and giving one particularly hard thrust and Scott cried out, pulling fast off of Henry's dick to breathe. He arched his back as Afton slammed into him, and as his stomach tightened and warmth balled in his hips, gasped, sucking in a fast, shuddering breath as he came.

"Fuck! Fuck... fuck... oh my god..." Scott panted, Henry sighed softly, and jerked himself off a couple of times before finishing into his hand. "Mmn-" Scott whimpered. Afton bit the inside of his cheek as he finished, closing his eyes and looking up at the ceiling. Scott cried out as he was pumped full of Afton's seed, but Henry pulled him down on top of his soft body. Scott lay there, wilted and panting. Afton got up and pulled his pants back up, before sitting on the couch beside them.

"So special..." He murmured, petting the back of Scott's bare thigh. Henry smiled at Afton from over Scott's head, and Afton returned the sly glance.

So. Special.