Featuring:Tom and Harry were in their suite, on the top floor of their hotel. They were just sitting on the sofa and although the TV was on, neither of them were paying attention to the screen. Instead, they were both softly making out with their lips dancing against one another. Tom was wearing some pieces of his military costume from the set of Cherry - something he would be wearing tomorrow on set. He was wearing the camo jacket and pants, along with the dog tags on a chain around his neck. Harry loved it so much - it turned him on even more than the Spider-Man spandex. The jacket was open and undone. Underneath, Tom was shirtless, so his defined, lean body was exposed for Harry to run his fingers over. “I'm so glad you got today off.” Harry whispered, between kisses as it gradually got more and more heated. “Me too, darling. I missed our time together.” Tom whispered back, caressing Harry’s freckled face as they looked into one another’s eyes. Harry was just wearing a simple black t-shirt and jeans. They both leaned back in for another kiss and soon, Tom was pushing Harry backwards, so he was on top of his little brother. Tom’s tongue pushed past Harry’s lips and explored his mouth as the younger sibling moaned quietly. Tom’s hips were soon grinding against Harry’s as they hungrily made out, with Harry gripping Tom’s messy, ungroomed curls. However, their moment of bliss was interrupted, when they heard a knock at the door. “Ignore it.” Harry whimpered when Tom broke off, grabbing his perky ass and holding it so their crotches were still pressed together. “Mmmm, you’re really that horny, huh?” Tom smirked before leaning down and pecking Harry’s neck with his lips. Harry nodded, desperately. “Then be a good boy and wait for me.” Tom said into his ear in a low, firm voice. Chills rushed through Harry’s body as Tom got up off the couch. “Awh fucking hell…” Harry pouted as he watched his brother walk out of the living room. Tom walked down the short hallway to the door and opened it, knowing full well who it was. As it swung open, Tom’s face lit up as he saw Harrison on the other side of the doorway. He was wearing a red polo shirt under a brown jacket, then a pair of black jeans.
“Holy fuck.” Harrison immediately blurted out, seeing Tom's shirtless body through the open military coat. “Harry’s idea-” but before Tom could even finish, Harrison wrapped his arms around his best friend’s waist and crashed their lips together. Harrison pushed Tom inside and the door shut behind them, before Harrison slammed Tom against the wall of the corridor. Hungrily, Haz’s hands roamed all over Tom’s body as their tongues explored each other's mouths. However, Tom soon forcefully pushed Harrison back, pinning him to the other wall of the corridor. Haz was taken by surprise, but enjoyed having his usual bottom take control. “Mmmm… Harry wasn't lying when he said this movie was changing you…” Harrison muttered between kisses. Soon though, Tom broke off. “Well, let's go get him, shall we?” Tom smirked, taking Harrison’s hand and leading him down the hallway. When they returned to the living room, their eyes landed on Harry, who had his hand through the zip of his jeans, clearly groping and squeezing his hardon. “I thought I heard your voice.” Harry smiled, looking at the brothers’ sexy friend. “Mmmm, looks like you guys were busy.” Harrison commented. “We’re about to get busier.” Tom said, leaning back against a set of drawers as he stared upon the two boys he had in his suite. “Is that right?” Harrison half laughed. WIthout any warning, Tom gripped Haz by the shirt and forcefully pushed him onto the sofa, next to Harry. “I’ve missed that pretty mouth of yours’.” Tom growled, his hardon throbbing in front of Harrison’s blue eyes as he stood over him. “And I’ve missed that beautiful cock of yours’, baby.” Harrison whispered, placing a hand against the tent and palming at it. “No, no…” Tom snarled, gripping the light brown hair and forcing his best friend to look up at him. “You’re calling me ‘sir’, today.” He told him. “You too.” Tom added, looking over at Harry who was staring in awe. “Yes, sir.” Both Harry and Harrison said together. “Good boys. Now, undo my pants and put that mouth to work, Haz.” Tom commanded. “Yes, sir.” Harrison said again, before confidently reaching up and unbuttoning the camouflage pants. This wasn’t exactly new to the boys, they’ve been doing this for years. So, it was no surprise that Harrison was able to free Tom’s cock so fast, with the camo pants falling to the Cherry star’s ankles. Tom’s beautiful inches stood proudly before Harrison’s face. “Never gets old.” Harrison said before opening his lips and wrapping them around Tom's shaft. Inch by inch, Harrison swallowed it up until his nose was buried in Tom’s trimmed pubes (often groomed by Harry or Sam). “Ohhhhh fuckkkk…” Tom groaned, rolling his head back as he felt the warm, wet cavern engulf his rock hard cock. The piercing blue eyes looked up at Tom as Harrison’s head began moving back and forth, deepthroating the cock again and again. “Fucking hell, that’s so hot…” Harry muttered, staring at Harrison expertly blowing his big brother. “Mm… Harry… Y’know the rope I used on you last week… Go get it.” Tom instructed him. “Yes, sir.” He beamed before eagerly standing up and rushing out of the room. “I’ve got some fun plans for you, Haz.” Tom purred. “Now get this shirt off.” He instructed Harrison. Haz's lips only came off of Tom’s cock for a second as he pulled his polo shirt over his head, then went back to deepthroating as he threw it away. His bulging, muscular body was exposed for his master, who then held Harrison’s head still and began thrusting his hips back and forth. Harrison moaned and drooled around the cock as Tom began fucking his mouth, feeling the rod slide in and out of his throat - but he’s had so much practice with Tom’s cock, it just felt like breathing. Tom’s bubble butt flexed as he continued to thrust his manhood in and out of Harrison’s throat, making him groan in pure pleasure. “Fuck yeah, Haz… So fucking good.” Tom grunted. Harry soon returned with a Cherry-red bundle of rope. “I got the rope, sir.” Harry said, holding it up. Harrison looked at the corner of his eye, whilst unable to take his head off of Tom’s shaft. “Mmmm, good boy. C’mere.” Tom said, gesturing to his little brother to get closer. He wrapped his arm around Harry before the two brothers leaned in for a kiss. The hips paused but Harrison didn't - he continued to move his head up and down on Tom’s cock as he watched their tongues slide into each other’s mouths. Eventually, Tom pulled off of Harry’s lips with a nibble on the bottom lip. “Suck my brother off.” Tom commanded Harrison. The best friend didn't need convincing as his lips slipped off of Tom’s glistening shaft and moved onto Harry’s. As it disappeared into the wet cavern, Harry let out a low moan and gripped Haz’s hair. “Fuck his throat, little brother.” Tom whispered into Harry’s ear, sending chills through his body. “Mmm, yes sir.” Harry groaned before thrusting his hips back and forth. Harrison happily sat still as Harry began assaulting his mouth, ramming his cock in and out of his lips. “Fuck, that’s so hot!” Harry whimpered as Tom took the red rope from his hand. Still in his army coat and dog tags, Tom sat on the sofa beside Harrison, whose chin was being slapped with Harry’s balls. Using the red rope, Tom took Harrison’s wrists and expertly tied them together - something he had gotten quite quick at thanks to sharing a bed with Harry. “Thaaaat’s it, Haz. You’re mine for the night.” Tom whispered into his ear as he tightened the binds. “Is that right?” Harrison said, coming off of Harry’s cock. “Well, Harry does whatever I say and you’re all tied up, so… Yeah. I'd say you’re mine.” Tom smirked, reaching down and squeezing the hardon in Harrison’s jeans. “But what about Harry’s trigger?” Harrison asked. Tom’s face went from hunger to confusion. “Harry’s trigger?” He looked up at his younger brother, who suddenly looked rather sheepish. “Remember a few months ago, when Harry spent a night over at mine while you were spending an entire weekend dedicated to Sam’s ass?” Harrison began. “Urr… Yeah?” “Well, Harry and I decided to look into hypnotism. And I gave your little brother a trigger word, which when I say, he’ll do whatever I want.” Harrison smirked. “Bullshit!” Tom laughed. “Oh yeah?” Harrison suddenly stood up - towering over Harry. He leaned into Harry’s ear and whispered the trigger word… “Aperture.” He said. And just like that, the photographer’s eyes glazed over and as Harrison leaned back, Harry stared at him, waiting. “Harry?” Tom said, testing him. But Harry didn't even look at him. “Good boy, Harry. Now, fuck your brother.” Harrison instructed. Harry pounced onto Tom. Tom was in complete shock as his younger brother forcefully pinned him onto the sofa, so Tom was laying on his stomach, with his ass facing up. “Woah, woah, Harry! Aperture! Aperture!” Tom tried, but Harry ignored him. Instead, he pressed his cock against Tom’s hole and was about to penetrate his oldest brother. “Harry, pause.” Harrison said and his willing slave froze. Harrison got up and looked down at Tom, noticing how his best friend wasn't fighting back. “You want this, don't you?” He smirked. “Maybe…” Tom half laughed. “Say it, you little bitch.” Harrison snarled, his wrists still tied behind his back. “I want it, Haz!” Tom blurted out. “No, no. You’re calling me sir.” Harrison quoted, with an evil smirk. “I want it, sir!” Tom whimpered. “Fuck him, Harry.” Harrison instructed. SLAM! Tom cried out in pleasure and pain as he felt Harry’s entire cock bury inside of him. “Oh BLOODY HELL!” Tom cried out as Harry was already thrusting his hips back and forth - sliding his cock in and out of his brother’s cheeks as Harrison watched, intensely. “Thaaat’s it, Harry. Such an obedient little pet aren't you?” Harrison smirked. His cock throbbed in his jeans as he watched, unable to free it himself. Harry had his arm wrapped around Tom’s neck as he continued to pound into him, not holding anything back. “Holy fuck… It feels so good! Fuck yeah, Harry, I didn't know you had it in you!” Tom whimpered into the sofa, nails gripping the edge of it. “Get him on his hands and knees.” Harrison instructed and Harry obeyed. Tom was more than willing to carry through, letting his little brother lift him upwards and get him into position. They were both already beginning to glisten in sweat as Harry’s balls slapped against Tom’s tanned cheeks. “Take that stupid coat off.” Harrison’s next command came. Harry gripped the camo fabric and hurriedly dragged it off of Tom’s arms, while also trying to multitask by continuing to thrust. Eventually, Harry was able to pull it off and throw it away. Tom’s muscular back was exposed, flexing with every thrust his little, hypnotised brother gave. The dog tags were swinging back and forth, hitting Tom’s fleshy pecs. “Is that better, sir?” Tom moaned. “Much better.” Harrison smirked before sitting down in front of Tom’s head, on the sofa. He spread his legs so Haz’s crotch was there for the taking. “You want a taste, don't you?” Harrison asked, knowingly, seeing Tom’s eyes longingly stare at the hardon beneath the denim. “Please, sir?” Tom pouted. “Not quite yet.” Harrison snarled. “Kiss it. Don't release it. Kiss it through the jeans.” He instructed. Tom didn't need a hypnotic spell to do as his best friend said. His body leaned down, while Harry continued slamming into him. Tom kissed the hardon, which escalated into sucking and licking the tent through the denim. “Mmmmm, yeah, that’s so hot Tom.” Harrison purred. “Even with my hands tied, you’re still as submissive as the first day I fucked your ass.” Tom just moaned in response, his eyes closed in passion as he felt the cock throb against his nose, desperately trying to taste the balls through the stretched denim. Eventually, Harrison himself was tired of waiting. “Release my dick, soldier.” Like a kid at Christmas, Tom’s hands lurched to the crotch and unzipped the jeans like he was pulling the ribbon from a present. Struggling from the fact that Harry was fucking him at a messy rhythm, Tom was finally able to pull the denim and black boxer briefs down Harrison’s thighs, enough for the beast to be freed. The long, fat cock slapped Tom in the face as it sprang up- pointing to the sky with precum already oozing from the tip. “Now get it nice and wet for your little bro.” Harrison told him. “Yes, sir.” Tom nodded, before wrapping his lips around the tip of Haz’s cock. “Awwwh yeaaaah, Tom.” Harrison groaned, rolling his head back as he watched his meat disappear into Tom’s throat. The dog tags grazed against Harrison’s balls, which only turned Haz on more. “Spank him, Harry.” SLAP! Harry’s hand cracked across Tom’s ass, making him moan in surprise around the shaft. “Yeaaaah, you like that, you little whore?” Harrison smirked, feeling Tom’s warm, wet mouth expertly deepthroat him - a skill he learned years ago. “Do it again.” He told Harry, who spanked Tom’s ass again. And again. And again. Haz kept instructing Harry as Tom slurped and swallowed the fat cock, desperate to please his best friend, who got the upper hand on him so much quicker than he was expecting. Tom ran his hands up the muscular body, before groping Harrison’s chest, groping the flesh as he looked into the piercing blue eyes that were dark with lust. “Good idea.” Harrison said. “Pinch his nippes, Harry.” He instructed. So, Harry leaned down, pressing his body against Tom’s sweaty back, before reaching around and taking Tom’s nipples between his fingers. Tom came off the cock, hissing at the pain and pleasure as Harry twisted and pulled at them. “Fucking hell, Harry… You little shit…” Tom half laughed, half whimpered as he pressed his forehead against one of Harrision’s thighs. “Alright, I think it’s time I paid your little brother a visit.” Harrison smirked. He stood up on the sofa before turning around, so his tied up wrists were facing Harry. “Untie ‘em.” Haz commanded. Harry released Tom’s reddened nipples and then reached towards the red rope. He was able to untie it fairly quickly, as Tom thrusted his own ass back against Harry’s cock. Haz threw the rope away and got off the sofa, only to get back onto it, but this time behind Harry’s small, slender body. Harrison placed the tip of his cock at Harry’s entrance. “Back yourself onto my cock, Harry.” Harrison whispered into his ear. Harry’s ass willingly backed up, his hole soon swallowing up Haz’s inches. The hypnotised Holland let out an erotic moan and whimper as Harrison’s manhood penetrated him. Haz wrapped his bulging biceps around Harry’s frame, holding his body close as his balls soon pressed against Harry’s ass. “Now, fuck your brother while I fuck you.” Harrison said into his ear. And as Tom expected, Harry did just as he asked. Tom couldn’t believe how Harry was under Harrison’s control, like a puppet on strings. Harry’s hips began thrusting back and forth, plunging his cock into Tom’s tight hole, before feeling Harrison’s shaft impale him. All three boys quickly became a moaning mess as they glistened in sweat. Harrison was groping and squeezing Harry’s chest and kissing at his neck as Harry was continuously gyrating his hips, feeling intense pleasure on both ends. Haz was soon kissing at his neck, going towards Harry’s neck. “Kiss me while you’re fucking him.” He whispered into Harry’s ear. Harry turned his head and crashed his lips against Haz’s.They both passionately made out as Tom felt the full force of both pairs of hips thrusting into him. Their tongues intertwined and danced as Haz and Harry moaned into each other’s lips. Tom looked over his shoulder and watched as his best friend and little brother hungrily made out, fucking each other’s throats with their tongues. “Fuck, you’re both so hot… Fuuuuck…” Tom moaned, thrusting his ass back into Harry’s ass, still. The smell of sweat and precum surrounded the threesome, only intoxicating them further. Harry’s lips were trembling and his body was growing more tense - Harrison could tell he was getting close to his orgasm. “You close, pet?” Harrison whispered, breaking off of Harry. “Yes.” Harry nodded, whimpering and breathing heavily. “Don’t hold back. You got that? I want you to cum so deep inside your big brother he’ll be leaking for days.” Harrison growled into Harry’s ear. It didn’t take long at all. Soon, Harry plunged his entire cock deep inside of Tom’s ass as he let out a loud, erotic, passionate moan. His cock pulsed as he shot load after load deep into Tom’s ass, filling him up with his seed as Tom groaned in pleasure. “Yeah, Harry! Fill me up! Fuck, that’s so hot, baby bro!” Tom moaned, face buried in the seat cushion as he felt his hole being flooded. As Harry’s climax simmered down, the hypnotic glaze over Harry’s eyes faded away. “Holy shit!” Harry blurted out, leaning back into Harrison, and looking up at the very person who put a spell on him. “I loved that so much!” He beamed as his older friend held him. “Yeah, I thought you would.” Harrison smiled before kissing his cheek. “Now, how about you catch your breath and let me fuck our toy soldier?” He suggested. “You got it.” Harry nodded. Harrison slipped out of Harry, who slipped out of Tom. The youngest participant collapsed onto the nearby armchair in a sweaty, panting mess. Sweat glistened on his freckles as he watched Harrison turn Tom over, so the Cherry star was on his back. “Yeaaah, you’re my soldier to command, aren’t you, Tom?” Harrison smirked as he lifted Tom’s bare feet onto his shoulders. The dog tags laid on his curved pecs, a sight Harrison wasn’t expecting to love so much. “One day, I’ll have the upper hand.” Tom chuckled, blushing a bit. “Okay, you keep telling yourself that, darling.” Harrison chuckled, placing the tip of his cock at Tom’s entrance. Soon, he was pushing it into Tom’s ass, sliding his fatter inches into the stretched out, cum-filled hole. “Ahhh fuck…” Tom hissed as Harrison got deeper and deeper inside of him. “Yeaaah, baby, you love that, don’t you?” Haz smirked before soon moving his hips back and forth. “Mmmm, fuck yeah, Haz… You’re so big…” Tom moaned, his nails sinking into his sofa. “You two are so fucking hot…” Harry muttered, watching from the armchair as Harrison’s ass thrusted into his big brother. “Yeah, enjoy the show, pet.” Harrison chuckled before leaning down and crashing his lips into Tom. The bottom’s legs wrapped around Haz’s waist as they hungrily began making out with one another. Tom’s nails transferred from the sofa to Harrison’s back muscles - clawing at it as he felt the intense pounding. Their tongues messily played together between Harrison biting Tom’s thin, bottom lip. He eventually broke off, before going to Tom’s neck and kissing it, sensually. “N-No hickies, remember.” Tom stammered. “Mmmm, you’re lucky… Otherwise I’d have you covered in them.” Harrison snarled into Tom’s ear, before resuming to kiss the damp neck. His lips soon felt the chain of the dog tags and he followed it down Tom’s collarbone. Eventually, he had to lift the dog tags so that Harrison could place them in his mouth. Tom watched in awe as his friend sucked on the metallic dog tags above him, whilst pounding into his prostate. “Fucking hell, you just get hotter and hotter.” Tom whimpered. “Thank Sam for the practice while you were gone.” Harrison said through the tags. Before Tom could respond though, Harrison leaned down and passed the dog tags from his lips to Tom’s. “Yeah, suck on your dog tags, my little slut…” Harrison whispered, giving Tom’s nose a kiss. He watched as Tom tasted Harrison’s saliva mixed with the metal, as his pouting, brown eyes looked up at him. Harry was watching in awe and disbelief, wishing his cock wasn’t so sensitive from just cumming cos it was almost painful how hard it was throbbing. He couldn’t get enough of the sexual energy that was radiating off of them. “Haz… I’m really close.” Tom warned him, his dog tags finally falling out of his mouth and onto his chest again. “Good… Cum all over yourself like the little slut you are.” Harrison grunted, also getting closer and closer to his climax. Tom didn’t even touch his cock. Just hearing Harrison’s words was enough for him to be pushed over the edge. Tom’s hips thrusted up and his back arched as his cock erupted like a geyser. Thick loads splattered all over his chest and abs, even hitting Harrison’s abdomen too. He soaked himself in his own cum. His body shook and spasmed as he felt the intense orgasm rush through him. Finally, Tom’s body went limp as he collapsed onto the sofa. But Harrison wasn’t finished yet. He continued to slam his hips back and forth as he watched Tom’s lazy, dreamy face still react to the searing pleasure hitting his prostate. “Awh, please, Haz… Cum inside me, baby… I want it so baaaad…” Tom begged. After a few more thrusts, with Harry’s naked body still watching, Harrison couldn’t hold back any longer. With one last slam, he buried his cock in the already cum-soaked hole. He erupted inside Tom, flooding his hole with hot, white cum. It just kept going and going, soon leaking out of the corners of Tom’s hole. Harrison moaned and groaned as he emptied his balls inside of Tom’s ass. When finally, he was finished, Harrison collapsed onto his best friend. They two boys laid there, on top of each other with their limbs entangled, panting heavily. “How long are you staying?” Harry asked Harrison. “For the week.” Harrison smiled, looking over at his puppet. “Oh fuck yes, this is gonna be amazing!” Harry beamed. “So much time to play with our toy soldier.” Haz agreed, looking down at Tom’s tired but satisfied face. “I’m all yours.”
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