12th Batch Ko-Fi Fics: 8th Fill

Jesse/Hanzo/Reaper/Soldier76 – continuation of this – loss of virginity; chubby mccree; insecurity; rimming; DP – The guys seem hellbent on making Jesse lose his mind.

Jack is still so very hard when he pulls out carefully, his face contorted in what looks like intense pain but has to be something else because he proceeds to jerk off very carefully. They all grab at Jesse and roll him onto his back. He wants to feel guilty about how brick red Jack’s dick is, conspicuously wet until about half of the fat shaft, but it is difficult to have coherent thoughts when he still feels floaty and warm and soft from his orgasm.

Jesse stares at the first cock that’s been spreading him open while the muscles in his belly are still contracting, and wonders dimly how that monster has managed to fit in him. His hole feels tender and impossibly swollen; like his rim has to pout grotesquely after just the bit of not-quite-fucking it received, and when Jack’s hand wanders between his thighs, his fingers gently touching him, he wants to squirm away in a first embarrassed knee-jerk reaction.

Jack does not look like he’s particularly concerned or disgusted of what he is feeling, though; his wide, blunt fingers hook into Jesse’s hole just-like-that, sliding in deep on the wetness he’s managed to fuck into him, and Jesse makes a weird croaking sound.

There is motion all around him.

Gabriel is moving down his side, and leaning above his cock – still so stubbornly chubby as if he hadn’t already come twice in an embarrassingly short amount of time – but before he can watch him open his mouth and get his slippery tongue out against Jesse’s dick again, Hanzo is shoving himself in his view.

The archer has been surprisingly reserved; generous, even, given the fact he’d graciously given Jesse his tongue, dragging it wet and warm across his dick, and, from the look of a bit of cum still at the corner of his mouth and the wet glisten of his beard, also lapping it up dutifully after getting all that thick warm cream pumped all over his lips and chin.

His dark eyes are glistening as he studies Jesse – especially his wide mouth and strong jaw, and when he moves again, it is to throw one of his thighs across Jesse’s head and presenting him with an up-close and personal view of his tight ass and the delicious arch of his back.

“I think we have babied you enough,” Jesse can hear his faintly accented voice, cool and superior sounding just the way he does out on the practice range. Jesse stares, watching as Hanzo reaches back and grabs at his ass, spreading the cheeks and showing the delicious little clench of his hole to Jesse who just stares, mouth soft and open in a surprised little ‘o’. “It is time you earned your keep, don’t you think?”

Hanzo has turned his head, peeking down over his shoulder at Jesse. Haughty. Jesse stares back up, rabbit caught in the headlights, mouth working soundlessly.

Finally he can get out a rough “What-” but before he can fully ask, Hanzo sits down on his face and everything becomes dark and warm.

He panics for a moment when he can’t *breathe* but his body gets the gist before his brain does and he opens his mouth wide and gets his tongue out. He can just about get enough oxygen while he shyly tongues at Hanzo’s hole.

Everything is a lot more confusing when his world is narrowed down to the dark confines of Hanzo’s ass. Even his hearing is muffled by the muscular thighs practically clenched around his ears. It has something… comforting, almost – there’s nothing too complicated about licking an ass and Jesse does not have to fret about whether his belly is scrunched up in a fatty fold or whether the others can see how the chub on his hips jiggles when he carefully rounds Hanzo’s hole with the tip of his tongue.

He can feel hands hooking behind his knees and pulling his legs up high until his hips curve off of the bed. There’s the sensation of someone awkwardly sliding underneath him from the side. He stops licking, just huffing wet and warm against Hanzo Shimada’s pretty cunt, trying to make his muddled brain figure out what they’re up to.

There are fingers at his hole. Dully, he is aware of how it is presented to the room; how all of them must have a pretty great view of how flushed and pouty it is after his very first dicking. Someone grabs his balls and gently pushes them out of the way. He can hear them talking.

The fingers in his hole tug, opening it up, and Jesse whines until Hanzo grinds his ass down on him. He can hear his distinct, deep voice bark something – probably ‘get on with it’ – and continues his licking, though a lot more distracted now.

He whimpers when a cock slides into him; awkward and from below, but still fat and enough to make him whimper – and then there is *another* touch at his rim, blunt and swollen, and his breath hitches, then stops when a second dick is trying to cram its way in alongside the first.

Jesse’s body reacts on instinct, his legs kicking until two pairs of hands start restraining him. He howls but Hanzo grinds his ass down until he feels like his nose has to break sooner or later. He suffocates in Shimada’s ass while the guys carefully try to spread his tender hole on their fat dicks. Tears spring up in Jesse’s eyes. He is sure it can’t fit. It *hurts*, but someone is squeezing copious amounts of lube into him until he feels embarrassingly sloppy and everything just… *slides*.

He whines into Hanzo’s ass, hiccuping every now and then. He feels like a swollen wound; like he is about to burst or something. Everything is hot and achy and his brain is a bit muddled from low-key panic as the men try to fuck him on two cocks but only just about manage to spread him on the tips.

He can hear a strangled voice ‘too tight… fuck… just jerk off into him…’ and then another ‘I want to fill him up this time’.

His balls are pulsating. They feel as full and ripe as they had minutes earlier. Jesse feels like he has to go insane. There is no way he can come again. His cock is *soft*.

But again, the tide of an orgasm is slowly rising.

11th Batch Ko-Fi Fics: 10th Fill

Gabriel/McCree/Hanzo/Soldier76 – continuation of this fic – loss of virginity; threesome; anxiety; body worship; chub worship – Jack takes Jesse’s virginity

They’re all over him. Three big scary men, muscular and intimidating, are crawling all over Jesse, grabbing at him, growling how *hot* he is in their deep, rough voices, and Jesse can’t keep track of any of it.

His cock had been in a nice, warm mouth, so soft and warm, allowed to fuck Gabriel fucking Reyes’ face until he’d unloaded all that pent-up need, and now he feels… numb, almost. Dazed. His dick is cold now, lying wet and still a bit chubby against his thigh while someone is rubbing their beard against his cheek and someone else is grabbing at his pecs, squeezing them like a pair of tits and giving his dark, plump nipples a pinch until he’s panting like a dog in the hot desert sun.

He feels something hard squeeze at his lower belly and he makes a high, wavering sound of nervous giddy when he realizes one of them is biting at him. It is not hard; almost gently testing it out, and Jesse can only wheeze, weakly grabbing at whatever warm swell of muscle he can reach.

Someone kisses him, all soft and intrusive, and he only knows it is Gabriel because he can taste himself on his tongue when it cautiously but insistently pushes into him. He does not have to do much other than *let them*, and it makes him feel all dizzy and warm.

A hand slides between his thighs, urging them farther apart, and after a second of indecision, Jesse throws his legs apart. Shows himself off to them.

Gabriel keeps kissing him deep and slow, so he can’t lift his head and have a look, but he can hear Hanzo make a curious sound between a groan and a purr.

“How… indecent…”

Gabriel finally pulls back, a line of saliva connecting their mouths until he drags his thumb across Jesse’s lips. His brown eyes are all soft and warm and gentle in a way that makes Jesse feel gooey inside.

He glances down and sees Jack in the process of slipping between his thighs. Hanzo is crouching next to him, his hand on Jesse’s chubby belly, thumb mindlessly rubbing back and forth across the thick hair there while he watches the old Soldier settle in.

They’re so intently staring, Jesse can’t help but flush again, dull and embarrassed. Humiliation wants to make him close his knees again, but there are hands on his legs, holding him open.

They don’t give him the opportunity to shield himself from them.

Jack’s pale eyes land on his ruddy red face as Jesse feels his palm against his ass and one of his fingers slip between the hairy cheeks to press against his hole.

Anxiety skyrockets. He knows he has to look ridiculous with his face a dark brick red. He wants to apologize, stupidly, for not shaving properly before coming to them – as if he could have predicted any of this – but the Soldier interrupts him before he can make any sound.

“I will fuck you,” he tells him; and even though it has not been formulated as a question to be debated, his rough voice does do a small lilt at the end. When Jesse does not react, Jack’s eyes go heavy lidded and he leans forward, one hand grabbing at Jesse’s belly, squeezing the fat there, the other starting to rub more insistently at Jesse’s hole.

“I’m gonna open you up for the others. Get your pretty virgin cunt stretched on a big dick. You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Get opened up nice? Let us fuck you sloppy?”

Jesse’s mouth drops open but no sound comes out. He’s a man well on his way to his fifties, and he feels *ridiculous*, but they don’t give im any time to think anything other than ‘please please please’. Hanzo keeps him from having to answer by leaning down, one hand carefully plucking at Jesse’s fat, sensitive nipples as he kisses him, distracting from what is about to happen.

.o.

Jack has tried fucking him on his back with Gabriel behind him, his thick thighs pushed underneath his shoulder blades to let him watch as the first cock got squeezed into the tight, needy clench of his body, but as soon as Jesse got a good look at what the Soldier is packing, he’s become too squirmy and nervous for it.

In the end, Jack let him go with a gentle pat to Jesse’s rump, the three men watching as the gunslinger rolled onto his belly with all the nervous energy coursing through him.

It’s easier like that. He can curl his thick arms around Gabriel’s middle and hold on for dear life as Jack shuffles close and begins carefully, slowly fucking his first real dick into him.

He lifts his ass up all on his own at the first dull press to his very slick hole. It’s a natural response, maybe, or just wholly accidental, but it’s a nice view nonetheless for the other three who grunt in appreciation as the nice round rump gets shown off to them.

Hanzo slides beneath Jesse, cheekily tonguing at the swollen head half hidden inside the generous fold of his foreskin, and McCree makes a sound like he’s choking, his thighs immediately starting to tremble as he realizes that he can’t let himself just fall now.

He’s effectively locked in place by a cruel little tongue at his cock and a big, warm dick at his hole, carefully fucking into him in little increments while Jesse not quite howls against Gabriel’s belly.

He hiccups and whines, his usually smooth deep voice gone high and boyish as he gets spread on his first cock, all the while Hanzo’s tongue is bathing his dick without showing any inclination to at least let him fuck quick and uneducated between his lips.

He comes too quick, again. Messy and pre-mature, even before Jack has properly speared him on even half that massive cock Jesse has seen earlier; and he feels like his own body is betraying him, because they must have wrung him dry but don’t look like they are anywhere near done with him.

He whimpers.

Gabriel pets across his hair.

11th Batch Ko-Fi Fics: 7th Fill

McCree/Lúcio/Reyes – continuation of this – loss of virginity; sloppy seconds; sleepy sex – finally it’s Jesse’s turn. Lúcio is very generous.

Gabriel looks like he’s about to pass out, lying sprawled across the foot of the bed, arm thrown across his eyes. His cock resting against his big, muscular thigh; soft and still wet from fucking Lúcio within an inch of his life.

Jesse knows because he’s watched it happen; had to sit still and listen to Lúcio make the darndest of sounds as he got speared on his first ever dick and got his belly made hot and tingly by it.

And now Jesse has to keep sitting, cock hard enough to hammer a nail while the kid is draped across one of his thick thighs and seems just as out of it as Reyes does. More so, maybe; he’s become all tuckered-out and quiet long before Gabriel’s thrust stuttered to a halt and he filled him up to the brim, stuttering something about the kid’s insides feeling like goddamn magma, and how they’re still trembling and milking him like a pro.

He is staring at the kid and wondering muddily in his desperation whether he shouldn’t just use his wet little mouth to get off; maybe push against his plush, slack lips and drag his dick against his tongue until he shoots off.

Or maybe he should jerk himself with Lúcio’s hair. It looks soft and thick… He’s sure Lúcio wouldn’t mind. He has yet to see him become actually angry. He’d probably laugh it off when he wakes up, forehead tacky and sticky with cum, one eye glued shut because it dripped down towards his nose and McCree was too busy taking photos instead of wiping it off…

Goddamn, but he’s horny and needy, and fuck Gabriel for using the little virgin up before Jesse could have a go at that creamy little hole.

Just before he finally makes his mind up, fingers already playing with one thick dreadlock, Lúcio suddenly stirrs.

He groans and turns his head, nuzzling briefly into Jesse’s hairy thigh before throwing him a small glance out of the corner of one tired eye.

As Jesse watches, Lúcio looks around, spotting Gabriel sprawled out and just barely-not sleeping, then he looks back to Jesse and his cock, still so very hard and ruddy.

He pushes himself up on shaking arms, and then he does the darndest thing: he turns around on the spot between Jesse’s splayed thighs and drops his upper body back down against the mattress.

Jesse finds himself confronted with the sloppy gape of that gorgeous, freshly defiled hole and damn but *bless this filthy boy’s big heart* because Lúcio is glancing back at him and swaying his ass from side to side, and, when Jesse doesn’t react quick enough he purrs: “Please?”

Bless him. Bless him, bless him, bless him.

They bounce the bed as Jesse tries to get his legs beneath him without dislodging Lúcio between them, and Gabriel grunts and throws them a miffed look until he realizes what is happening, and his face changes to polite interest as he turns on his side and props his head up with one arm to watch.

Finally, Jesse is behind Lúcio, and has his big hands on the kid’s trim hips. He stares down at the wet little muscle, just a bit of cum oozing out, and he uses a thumb to idly rub it into the skin until Lúcio purrs for him and makes little needy noises.

He does not need prep now. He’s plenty wet and stretched and fucked, and Jesse has always been a good sport about coming in second. Sloppy holes can be the most grateful, he’s learned in the past, and Lúcio, thankfully, is no different.

He purrs like a motorboat as Jesse starts pressing in. There’s none of the twitching and whining involved when he has to adjust to a big dick; instead he takes it like a good slut and holds nice and still as Jesse fills him up, gliding on the generous amount of slick Gabriel has deposited in him before.

When he’s seated, though, life comes back into the little slut. Lúcio looks back at him, his tongue poking out thoughtlessly between his lips; showing off the little piercing that has started it all.

He’s frowning mildly, though not in displeasure. He seems surprised by how big Jesse feels, even after taking Gabriel, and Jesse grins at him slow and smug. He drags a hand along Lúcio’s spine and croons at him wordlessly as begins to fuck like that; hunched over and curled above him, dicking him slow and deep and gentle to let Lúcio feel how good it can be to have a dick dragging along the swollen walls of his guts.

Lúcio gurgles and puts his head down on his arms, but there’s no way he can sleep when Jesse is slowly and intensely fucking the cum inside his belly frothy until it starts dripping out of him.

Gabriel is watching with his eyes heavy lidded and sleepy. He has a fist around his cock, but it does not get more than mildly interested in the proceedings. He’s never looked more like a predator to Jesse, though.

He’s surprised how much he enjoys the quiet attention; getting watched as he gives it to Lúcio good, albeit slow.

It is Jesse’s specialty, really; just letting his big cock work its magic without having to do much himself. Lúcio sure as hell is appreciative of it. He’s started whining now, probably realizing how taxing it is to go two times in a row, but not willing to stop it, either.

A true little cockslut.

9th Batch Ko-Fi Fics: 3rd Fill

Jesse/Lúcio/Reyes – continuation of this fic – loss of virginity – Lúcio has whittled them down enough to finally give it to him.

Jesse is disgruntled. Having Lúcio’s face in his lap is nice and all, but it does not soothe the ruffled feathers as he watches Reyes slowly, carefully fuck him on two thick fingers.

“I found ‘im,” Jesse mutters, not for the first time. “Think it’d be just fair if I got to drag him on my dick first.”

Reyes glances up at him without lifting his head, face set in a sardonic smirk.

“You wouldn’t know where to start.” As if to emphasize his point, Lúcio suddenly jerks, mouth open and drooling liberally onto Jesse’s lap. There’s a wet spot forming in the fabric of his shorts, and his cock takes definite notice. Lúcio reacts to getting his prostate stroked like a cat in heat. He is laughably sensitive, and the sight of him angling his pretty round ass up into it has Jesse’s mouth go dry.

“Be glad you got at least his mouth. Eager little thing.”

Reyes doesn’t pay him too much mind. He is focused on sliding his fingers in and out in a slow, fluid motion that has Lúcio go cross eyed in Jesse’s lap before he starts trying to nose his way into the slit in front. Already on the lookout for cock. Always hungry for it.

Reyes hums, his voice gone deep and rough when he murmurs: “He’s so silky inside. And warm.”

Jesse knows. He *knows*. He knows how Lúcio’s insides quiver like a nervous colt’s flanks, muscles squeezing down and relaxing, letting the older men play with him, stroke their big rough fingers along his silky, squishy walls, testing their big knuckles against the tender little clench of his rim.

He’s so jovial about it; eagerly following commands, happy to have a good time and get to play with cocks.

Sometimes, Jesse feels disgusted with himself with how much he wants Lúcio. He’s never seen himself as the ‘old guy’, but there’s no way around it; not when Lúcio is young and supple and eager and he himself has trouble kneeling for too long because his joints start to ache.

It’s like he’s corrupting the kid. Only that Lúcio is a grown-ass fucking man and can very well decide on his own what he wants and doesn’t want. And, it appears, what he wants is to let Jesse and Gabriel have at that sweet cherry he wants so desperately to get popped.

“There you go,” Reyes murmurs low and soothing as he eases a third finger in, and Lúcio makes a weird sound between them. Not distressed, just… weird. His eyes are big and round, cheek on Jesse’s hairy thigh, staring at his gut while Reyes gently fucks him through the new stretch and lets him get a taste of how it might be to be filled up by a nice fat dick.

At four fingers, Lúcio’s arms suddenly give and he snaps them up, curling them around Jesse’s sturdy middle as he gurgles his way through… something.

Jesse murmurs encouragement, rubs his shoulders, the back of his neck, along his spine as far as he can while staring at Reyes’ face. The boss looks almost stricken, jaw slack, staring at where he’s carefully spreading the young man around four digits.

“God, take a picture at least,” Jesse groans, head thumping back against the wall, Adam’s Apple jumping forcefully as he swallows. “Fuck.”

Reyes does. He fumbles with his other hand, but soon enough Jesse hears the click of the camera. Lúcio already looks out of it. Jesse fishes his dick out of his wet shorts and offers it up like some kind of fucked up pacifier. It makes him flush a dull, ruddy red but Lúcio seems very much appreciative of it.

“Alright… there we go…”

When Gabriel finally gets to it; when he pushes the blunt head of his dick against his fingers that are still keeping Lúcio’s hole spread, Lúcio freezes with his tongue against Jesse’s dick. He can feel the hard little ball of Lúcio’s piercing.

“Oh fuck,” Lúcio whispers when it undeniably, without a doubt, finally happens. “Oh… f…fuck…”

He groans, squeezes his eyes shut, then arches his back downwards into an enticing little cup. He’s bearing down on the intrusion and Jesse can see how dark Reyes’ cheeks get. How hard he’s biting at his lower lip as he carefully fucks his way into the warm, giving clutch of this pretty virgin hole.

Before long, Lúcio starts to whine, digging fingers into Jesse’s sturdy sides. He’s probably realizing first hand just how much longer than fingers a dick can be.

“Shit,” Reyes whispers. His eyes fall closed and he lets his head tilt back. He needs a few long calming breaths to settle himself. Jesse can only imagine how Lúcio must feel on his cock: warm and clinging like wet silk. All those muscles trembling and squeezing; insides keeping him nice and cushioned.

Lúcio stops paying attention to his cock but that is alright. He’s glassy eyed and drooling, making soft little ‘oh… oh… oh’ sounds in time with Reyes’ slow, careful thrusts.

He’s still in the process of getting the kid used to the feeling of fullness. Jesse can only imagine how good it will look when they can fuck him sharp and fast; have his plush bubble butt bounce against their hip bones as they lay into him.

For now, they are as sweet and gentlemanly as they can be. Wouldn’t do to scare the little virgin off from his intense love of cocks, now that they’ve finally opened him up enough to take one into that gorgeous unused cunt of his.