Fresh from the shower, both men wander into the next room to find Penn lying against the couch, shoes kicked off, black trousers, bare chest, and a bag of."Oi! Ya brought me chips!!!! Love you, Gem!!! 'Ave I tol' ya that?! Well, I do? Did ya remember tha ranch dressin?"

The elegant man flashes a wicked smile "Mm hmm."

The blonde scrambles over to the brunette, dripping water from his hair down onto the form beneath him, and bending to place a lusty kiss against full red lips. "Mmm, Gem - taste like. Did you eat one a' my fries?!" Staring down, wide eyed at the grinning man "You Did! Bloody Hell!"

"Mm hmm."

"Ya gonna talk?"

"What would you like to talk about, William?"

"About how ya nicked one a' me chips."

"Alright, then. Let's discuss your sack of French fries."

"Did ya like it?"

"No."

"Why d'ya eat it, then?"

"I was trying to figure out what you liked about them. I thought my taste had been. altered. by that disgusting white sauce. But, no - I was right, they're horrible."

"S'an acquired taste, pet. Ya 'ave ta work at it some. before ya can truly appreciate the flavor."

"I see."

"Right then, out with it. where's me dressin - I'm hungry."

The laughter coming from the dark man, clad only in a small white towel draped across his hips disrupts their banter.

"Go ahead, Angelus. I'm fair game - take your best shot."

The laughter stops and a wide grin settles across his features "I wasn't laughing at you, Boy."

"Oh, of course not. You were merely breathing out sounds that caused your diaphragm to spasm and constrict. My mistake, you really should have that looked at."

"Actually, I was just thinking how. savory. you look." He saunters closer to the pair "Much more appealin' than the bag of fried mess you brought for Pup."

"I'd 'ave ta agree with 'im there, Gem. Like a. really big fry, you are."

"Oh William." the laughter from the elegant man fills the room "You really know how to kill a mood, don't you Pup?"

"What? What'd I say?"

"William," Angelus licks his lips "Where's that dressing of yours? I have an idea."

"Oh, do tell Sire. I'm all ears."

"Angelus. I. Am. Not. Food. Don't even think about it."

William and Angelus exchange glances, and in an instant William is holding Penn's hands behind his head. Angelus stalks like a cat around the couch, eyeing his prey. "Where's the dressing, lad?"

"Noooooooooo. That's horrid! Don't put that on me!!! STOP!" Penn watches in horror as Angelus dribbles the dressing onto his chest "OH YOU'RE A DAMNED BASTARD! GET THAT OFF OF ME!"

"Right then, let me help ya out there, mate." William bends, and runs a rough tongue between Penn's flesh and the waist of his trousers.

"Ohhh, Gods." His head pushed back into the arm of the couch, thrusting his hips up, nipples hardening in expectancy.

Angelus laughs "Oh, sorry - must be that spasming diaphragm thing again." Then he bends to assist William in the impromptu tongue bath. The body beneath them writhes in pleasure as tongues work their way across the well-muscled torso. Both mouths fastening on his nipples and sucking in unison. William releases the arms that are no longer protesting, they remain - on their own, stretched over the back arm of the couch.

Powerful arms wrap around the narrow of Penn's waist, Angelus running his tongue over the course hairs of the abdomen, and dipping into the navel, William contentedly sucking alternately on the hardened nipples.

Angelus' soft moans and licks against his stomach cause the sparse hairs to prickle and stand on end; Penn's back arching at the sensation. William releases a nipple to drag his lips over the collarbone and up to the sensitive ear, where he cruelly teases with a delicate tongue. Angelus begins snaking up Penn's body, mouth open eagerly sucking and nipping along the way, until he is face to face with his pretty grey eyed boy. Lips barely brushing together, Angelus whispers faintly against them "Nothin' calls out a lust in me like your body beneath mine." Penn's eyes shut, a wordless moan "Mmm, tis an unrivaled pleasure, ta be sure. Feel you, tremble under my hand," As if responding to the words, to the caress of that well-remembered brogue, Penn's body shivers slightly, Angelus' cock twitches as the engorged flesh reacts to the tremor beneath him.

"Talk, Gem. Wanna hear yer voice." William whispers against his ear.

Eyes barely slit "Ahh, William. Angelus." his breath catches, teeth clenching slightly as Angelus' lips descend against his neck.

"Mmm, what ye do ta me Childe." He rises up on one arm, shifting to his side, and reaches between them to remove the damp towel wrapped tightly around his waist. "Look, Penn. Look at what ye've done."

Casting his eyes down the length of his Sire, Penn observes the swollen red shaft pumping gradually into the enormous closed fist, the trickle of precum being forced from the slit, leaving droplets that generously smear around the tip with each upstroke and sweep of forefinger.

A weak moan diminishing from his parted lips "Sire."

William sits up on his knees, viewing the sight "I can help ya with that, Sire."

"Aye, lad. I know that ye can. Bring yer mouth to me, Boy."

Licking his lips, eyes shining with eagerness, he descends without further ceremony on the column, slipping its' entire length into his mouth, eliciting a loud moan from his Sire.

Penn watches his boy's mouth working over the engorged flesh, then looks up impishly into Angelus eyes "Sucks a mean one, doesn't he?"

"We taught him well." Angelus' whispered reply.

"Aye, but we did, Sire."

Angelus turns his attention back to Penn, eyes still smoldering with lust, "Take his towel."

Penn reaches his arm around to grab at the towel wrapped about William's waist, exposing the perfect round buttocks dipping with each bob of his head. Penn's eyes shut slightly, "Gods."

"And how many times have we found unending satisfaction there, my Boy?" Angelus mutters against Penn's lips.

"Countless." The breathy reply.

"Yer weakness, he is."

"Aye."

"Touch him."

Penn's fingers move between the parted thighs, searching out the heavy sac, caressing them and massaging the perineum with his thumb. Angelus feels his cock vibrate against the low purr in the back of William's throat.

"He knows how ta touch ye, doesn't he Pup?"

William releases the cock, looks up lustily into the eyes of both men. "Make 'im break, Sire." Then returns his attention to suckling the hardened member, intermittently stroking his fist around the base, causing Angelus to arch slightly into the touch.

"Keep that up, an' I won't last long, my Pup."

William scrapes his blunt teeth along the length, and swoops back down purring again.

"Gods! Penn - ye taught him that. I blame ye fer this." Angelus' hand falls to the top of William's head, stilling his movement.

"William. Sweet boy. Did I teach you this torture?" Penn grins down lasciviously at the blonde.

William lifts his head and smiles back at his lover "Yeah Gem, ya did."

"Excellent. Now what was that about making me break?"

"Lord Penn - Nobleman extraordinaire." William waves his hand in a mockingly arrogant aristocratic gesture "I, a mere peasant in yer company, implore our Sire, blood of our blood, to drive ya right round the bleedin' bend."

Penn and Angelus fall into hearty laughter "Lad, are ye askin' fer me ta break our Penn's composed and collected demeanor?"

"Aye, Sire, but I am. Iffin' it be yer wish" William bows slightly at the waist, and very eloquently adds "If it pleases you, My Sire."

"Oh. Give. It. A. Rest. William!" Penn laughs out.

"D'yer not wonder how our Boy learned ta behave in such a proper manner? I don't recall 'e ever behaved in that fashion when it was required."

"Oi! I can be proper-like. I can be civilized, refined, cultured. Yer just two toffs, don't need ta behave like 'at fer ya gits! Ya love me, anyway"

"Spoilt." Angelus mutters

"Aye, he's a spoiled one, alright. Insolent little monster" Penn adds.

"But we'll indulge him, as always."

"You'll indulge him, Angelus. As I recall, his request was that you break my demeanor - and that, I'll have none of."

Angelus lifts an eyebrow, a smirk placed firmly on his face "Oh really now?"

"Aye Sire, I speak the truth."

"Let's see how much you speak now." Angelus runs his hand down the length of Penn's torso, with a quick snap of his fingers, the top hook of his trousers is undone and the hand roams freely inside. Penn's eyes travel up to meet his Sire's; a coy wink and a smile are the only response he offers.

With efficient hard little pulls, Angelus strokes at the base of the rigid length of his boy, William alternates his delicious suckling against his Sire, moving to the shaft of his lover, covering it with tight lips and laving at it with a rough tongue, then back to his Sire once again. Angelus' fingers dip into Williams' mouth, as the boy savors the luscious fluids seeping out of both erections under his ministrations. Penn undulates with each pass of his lovers' lips over his groin, Angelus' wet fingers collecting their precum, and bringing it to his eldest's lips, dampening them and slipping into the waiting mouth. Brown eyes smile down at him as smooth lips draw closer, descending into the touch, his mouth being pushed open by the broad sweeps of his Sire's tongue. Angelus' continues lapping the taste of their arousal from his boy's mouth, with each prod of his tongue, he can hear the soft muted sounds of Penn's whimpering beneath him.

His body trembling with desire, Penn grabs helplessly at Williams' thigh, and his boy releases his cock and stares up at the pair with radiant blue eyes, his lips glossy and parted "Sire. your move."

Angelus flashes a grin at William, and winks "Okay boys - everyone up."

Penn looks questioningly over at his Sire, and back to his lover. "He said UP!" William teases, as he reaches to pull Penn from the couch.

Both men stand, awaiting instruction as their Sire lies leisurely back against the couch. "Oh, but don't ya two look a sight.", Angelus muses, taking in the naked form of his William, and the hardness poking out from zipper of Penn's slacks "Pup, be a lad, and prepare our Gem."

With a little clicking sound, "Right then - first - these go." William's hands work quickly to yank the tailored black trousers down Penn's legs. Squatting at his feet, removing the pants, Will looks up to meet his lover's gaze, a gentle hand brushing into his hair and caressing down to cup his chin.

"Love you, boy." Penn says gently.

"Love ya too, Gem - still gonna break ya', though."

Penn chuckles amusedly at his lover, as William rises to place a deep and wet kiss against his inviting mouth. He pulls away slightly, and whispers "Put yer knees next to Sire, bend over, an put yer chest against the back o' the couch."

"Domineering little miscreant." Penn mutters with a grin before doing as he was instructed. His knees on the cushion next to Angelus, giving the dark demon full view of his erection, and pressing his chest against the pillowy backing of the couch. Immediately, Angelus shifts to his side and begins trailing his tongue along the length of the cock jutted out before him, William crouches behind Penn, spreading the muscular globes, and without delay, streaming his tongue succulently over the smooth entrance of his lover.

"Oooh Godssss!" The padding of the couch stifles the tortured moan.

The pair of mouths continues working over him, William laving gratuitous sweetness into his backside, as Angelus keeps his mouth at a steady cadence running hungrily over the straining flesh. Lost in a daze, Penn allows the sensations to bathe him in a rush of desire, falling into a relentless surge of virtual climax. His body trembles with what feels like charges of electricity running through him in waves. The patterns of William's tongue tracing his perineum, Angelus' skilled and firm mouth exerting ever-increasing pulses over his groin, demanding a release that can not arrive due to the strong hand clutching at the base, cutting off his ability to surrender entirely to the feeling. His knees spread farther apart, he arches back against William's mouth, and forward against Angelus.

Angelus pulls away, grinning up at the grey eyes boring down on him "Your move, Pup." His Sire's voice heavy with desire.

William carries on sucking and licking for a brief moment before releasing his hold on Penn's backside "Mmm. Sire. not done with 'im yet. let me 'ave 'im for a bit more."

"Ye can be sure he'll be wantin' more than yer tongue, William. Yer fingers, mayhap that beautiful thick cock o' yers. Ye should see his face, come 'round. have a look."

Placing a wet kiss on the small of Penn's back, William peeks his head around the form in front of him to see Penn's face, contorted with desire, heavy lids slitted over beautiful grey eyes, luscious full bottom lip tucked into his mouth as he bites down in barely held restraint.

"Penn." William's caring voice infused with concern, his brows knitted together in sympathy.

A strangled moan escapes the elegant man as loving hands caress and knead the tension from his back.

"The oil, William. You canna leave him this way."

"No. won't leave him like this. S'right here." William reaches behind him to the coffee table where the oil sits. Quickly, he coats his fingers and brings them against Penn's entrance, tapping slightly, then tenderly rubbing the fleshy ring until he feels it soften enough to press forward. Carefully he enters him, stroking delicately at the clutching muscles, the tender passage spasms in slight protest, but the hips rocking back against his hand urge him on. Both men begin moaning at once, the light swirls of William's fingers against his prostate causes Penn to slump forward onto the couch.

"More. please. more." Penn breathes out softly.

"He's ready, Pup." Angelus locks a steamy gaze with Penn, and lies flat on his back. His hand begins stroking his hardness, then holds it up in position as Penn nods in appreciation. Penn straddles Angelus' cock, facing away from him, and slowly slides himself down until the shaft is completely sheathed in his passage. William helps to lower Penn onto his back, so that he is lying flush against his Sire, and the pair lay still, just content to be connected in the most intimate of ways.

"I'm going to break ye, Childe." Angelus whispers seductively in his ear.

A low moan responds to the threat.

"After I break ye, ye'll remember who yer Master is." Angelus purrs out.

"I.I've not forgotten, Sire."

"Nah. ye've not forgotten. but ye'll remember fondly."

"I remember now."

"Ye remember what it is to have me inside ye, Gem. After I come, yer insides stay bathed in me. they ache fer me, don't they."

"Yes, Sire." Penn's confession burning out in a hoarse whisper.

"Break fer me, Childe."

"Sire." A strangled whimper.

"If ye could see yerself, boy. Yer face is flooded with need. An' if ye willna break fer me alone, will ye break fer yer boy? Yer William. Ye'll break fer him. fer us."

"Sire." This time, barely audible.

"Willful. Thought Darla broke ye o' that."

"Why do you need this?" He begs.

"Because our boy asked fer it."

"Fuck me Angelus. Just fuck me." Pleading with Angelus for some respite from the enchanting agony.

It's almost enough, but not quite. Angelus motions for William, who has been sitting on the coffee table, watching the pair rocking gently against eachother, seeing Angelus' hands draw over the powerfully built figure of his lover. Eyeing the twitches in Penn's mouth as he feels the swollen member bump against his prostate, his lips parting as if searching for his boy's lips. his need as deep as William's, to be calmed with a loving tongue while his body is being drained of its' release. William moves forward, smiling down on the pair, unable to resist, he bends to capture Penn's lips, sucking the swollen mouth into his own, probing him with his tongue, their kisses speak silent vows to eachother.

"William - d'yer not want yer boy ta break? Is that not what ye asked of me?"

Unwillingly wrenching the contact of his mouth from his lover, never breaking the locked gaze with those smoldering silver eyes, William whispers softly "Aye Sire. I do."

"Then be mindful of what yer doin' lad. If it were up ta me, Gem would be beneath me, feelin' all the ways I've missed him. This is fer you, my boy."

Recalling his request, he shakes his head slightly as if to shrug off the pandemonium coursing through his body. A grin flashes across William's features "Right then, my turn?"

"Aye."

William drapes his body over the pair, his cock lying next to Penn's shoulder on the couch, leaking copious amounts of precum onto the muscular arm, one knee up on the cushions, the other on the floor steadying him. He sweeps Penn's cock into his mouth, and commences his needful and insistent sucking.

"Gem. Pull him up here" Angelus commands

Penn reaches around to seize William's waist, and assists him in draping a leg against the back of the couch, effectively straddling the pair, his backside dipping intermittently with each lustful plunge of his head. Penn rolls his head to the side, the sight of William exposed, his boys' hard cock rocking against his chest, Angelus tucked securely into his passage as his boy ravages his cock with his exquisitely yielding mouth - it's more than he can endure. Once again, a strong hand prevents his release and he trembles with the restriction. Angelus reaches up to grip at the beautiful curved buttocks before them, spreading it wide for Penn to lean forward and return the earlier favor. With lustful haste, the dark haired man presses his lips flush with the offering, letting his tongue breach the opening and forcing down at the tight ring of muscles constricting against him. The purring surrounding his cock unleashes violent shivers through his body as Angelus twitches within him in response.

"Ye'll be mindful enough ta share, now won't ya, lad?" Angelus punctuates his statement by grinding deeper into Penn.

Reluctantly, Penn withdraws his tongue, and shifts slightly to the side, allowing Angelus to pull William closer into him. Penn kisses and licks at his hip as Angelus thrusts his tongue deep into the snug aperture, affecting a groan from both men as the cock inside William's mouth vibrates with the reverberation.

Alternating between Angelus and Penn, William allows his entrance to be plundered by the two invading tongues, shifting to accommodate each man as they pass him back and forth to one another. Penn moves slightly to capture Angelus' tongue and they share a deep kiss, leaving William thrusting against Penn's chest in protest at the loss of contact. Pushing William up slightly, Penn views the aching cock dripping in its' neglect, and grasps at it with his mouth, and William sinks deep into his throat and begins a lazy paced rhythm of sucking Penn and fucking his mouth. Angelus licks at his fingers and presses them to William's puckered entrance, swiftly sliding them inside, finding the engorged gland, and flicking against it ruthlessly. With a loud groan muffled by the swollen cock in his mouth, Will surrenders to the sensations, filling Penn's mouth with pulsating torrents of his release. Angelus cries out a loud moan at the sight, undulating and thudding against Penn's prostate, breathing heavily against his ear. William's softening member slips from Penn's lips, and Penn turns to kiss Angelus, transferring the fluid into the darker demons' mouth, they probe and caress tongues while the sweetness of Williams' release passes between them. Both mouths hungrily savor the surrender of their boy, and the deep lust connecting them.

The kiss ends, and William gathers the strength to roll off the pair. Grabbing the bottle of oil, he slathers Penn's waiting cock, holding it up, he smiles down on both his lover and his Sire. Both pairs of eyes smolder through him, devouring the sight of their boy, face flushed, lips swollen and glossed. Slowly, William begins stroking the weeping cock in his hand, then facing the pair; he straddles it, barely allowing the tip to breach his channel.

"Ya gonna break Gem? Gonna do it for me?" A soft, pleading moan ends his request, as Penn lazily thrusts up.

"Give it to him, Penn." Angelus purrs against him

"Pup."

"No? Mebbe if I help ya along." Finally releasing the base of Penn's cock, William slides himself slowly down the rigid shaft.

Penn's body bucks forward "GoddamnitmotherfuckercocksuckinsonofabitchthatfeelssofuckingoodGODS!!"

Stunned for a moment, William stares silently in amazement at the beautiful elegant man that has just been reduced to a blathering mass of obscenities before him.

"He's broken, Pup."

William smiles gently at his lover, and starts rocking his hips slowly, allowing the fullness to stretch him. His head falls forward, his chin resting against his chest, he closes his eyes and pictures his Penn's rigid cock parting him, filling him with the cool spurts of his release, his channel lubricated with their shared lust. The rocking turns quickly into short swells and heaves, William pumps at the sensitive cock, clenching and unclenching his internal muscles, milking it of its' submission.

With a violent thrust, Penn grabs for Angelus hand, holding tightly to the comforting fingers, his lips parting. begging for William. Instinctively William's eyes snap open, and he bolts down onto Penn, pushing his mouth open with an insistent tongue. Together they ride the waves of Penn's release, Angelus grinds sharply against his prostate, squeezing the trembling fingers in his hand, William sucking and lapping at the quivering lips, as wave after wave of come is emptied deep into his body.

Penn's channel tightens brutally against Angelus cock, as his orgasm is ripped from him, obliterating the darker demon in the process. One pump. another. another. and Angelus arches his neck against the arm of the couch and comes in great pulsing streams into his Penn's slick passage.

William sits back up, mindlessly stroking and jerking at his own sex, the semi-hardened length of his lover still twitching within him, he lets loose a spray of cool viscous fluid over the chest of the form beneath him. Blue eyes lock with grey, as strong fingers press at the base of his length, wringing the last of his release out of the dripping tip.

The blonde slumps back, allowing Penn to slip free from him, Angelus keeps himself tucked inside his eldest for brief moment before releasing his hold on the boy's hips. Penn rises to lap and kiss at his Will's waiting lips.

Angelus views Penn crouched over William, his opening exposed to him. He places himself behind Penn, and slips two fingers into the tender hole, gently caressing the place his cock has just worshipped, bending to run his lips along the spine. He continues massaging and caressing in appreciation at the sensitive flesh, until finally removing himself with a small sigh.

"Bed." The exhausted voice of their William murmurs against the parted lips of his lover.

"Yes, Pup."

The three of them make their way onto the bed, collapsing around eachother in a tangle of limbs.

William looks over at Penn and grins widely.

"What is it, love?" Penn asks while stroking his boy's shoulder.

"Oi! 'At was some talk ya gave back there.D'ya kiss yer mum with that mouth?"

"Pup. I ate my mum with this mouth. and my da'. and my sister. and my brother."

"Cor! D'ya eat the cat, too?"

"No. no cat."

Angelus laughs beneath them "I do remember there being some livestock."

"That was supposed to be our secret, Angelus."

"Nah, m'boyo - ya shoulda listened closer. I said I'd never tell a livin soul."

"Enough talkin' - ya broke. Good on ya. Time fer sleep."

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