They make the most delightful little sounds when they’re nose deep in the other’s crack.

Gabriel leans far back in his chair, fist clenched around the squat glass of liquor, eyes shining feverishly as he watches Jesse and Hanzo squirm for him on the ground.

Jesse is grunting softly as he buries himself deeper, arms hugging around Hanzo’s waist like a vice. Afraid he’ll get his treat taken away before he’s licked all of Gabriel’s cream from the sloppy hole.

Hanzo is a beast more often than not – his fear is well grounded. He can’t fool him for it.

Hanzo is more quiet; more reserved in expressing his greed, but not less eager for it. He is eating Jesse like a champ, pale hands on his brown cheeks, pulling them apart, buried in the hairy crack of the cowboy’s ass.

He likes it down there. Loves it, even. He’d never admit to it, but it is apparent in the way he sighs every now and then, eyes closed, lashes a dark, adoring whisper against his high, sharp cheek bones.

If Gabriel leans to the side just right, he can see a slip of pink tongue every now and then; delving deep into the loose, warm hole. He can just imagine it; dragging along the swollen walls. Tasting Gabriel’s cock as it had rubbed along them not ten minutes ago.

Jesse is wheezing softly, squirming beneath Hanzo’s weight. Hanzo is unapologetic about lying down on him, making him bear all of him. Their bellies are squished together, their cocks snuggled against throats; hard and weeping and ignored in favor of the real treat.

So hungry for Gabriel’s cock, they take everything they can get.

Jesse had been almost weepy as he realized Hanzo got the main attraction for the night; their hips pressed together, asses up almost comically high – trying to entice him with the dark gapes of their cunts.

He’s fucked them both at once; holding the other over with thick fingers jammed up that greedy, suckling space before pulling out and replacing them with his dick for a few deep, self-indulgent thrusts.

Despite his earlier whining, Jesse looks happy now. He’s gotten what he wanted after all, and Gabriel suspects it might be his favorite to taste anyway. He’s not as greedy to get his belly warmed as Hanzo is; always vying for a fuck; always begging with his eyes and the presentation of his pretty tits.

Jesse is calmer; more mellowed but equally greedy. 

Gabriel can rarely keep up with them.

He sips from his glass, cock still out and wet, watching them lick each other’s ass out, trying to one-up the other. Be better, quicker, smarter.

He can see Hanzo’s hand start to inch towards Jesse’s heavy balls. Hanzo has always been a cheater, and none of them had yet been able to train it out of him. They enjoy it too much anyway.

Gabriel lets his head fall back against the headrest, staring blearily at the ceiling as he watches to their messy, wet sounds. Jesse’s grunting and Hanzo’s soft little panting.

Sometimes he can’t believe what a goddamn lucky man he is.