Double Teamed

AN: I started the story using their call signs and then switched over to their real names. So
Soap is John, Ghost is Simon and Roach is Gary.

Price wasn't a fool. He could see the looks that both Soap and Ghost gave their subordinate, Roach. The young man was rather easy on the eyes and sweet in a way that made most of the others very protective of him. But that wasn’t it at all. Roach seemed to be completely enjoying the feral looks he was receiving. At the current moment the young soldier was complaining to one of the others about the bitter cold of the base. The young man didn’t like cold, apparently.

“Stop your whining.” Price said after a moment of hearing Roach saying it was too cold. “Save that stuff for the bedroom where it belongs.”

The hazel eyed soldier blinked as Price stalked off.

“What the hell crawled up his butt?” Roach asked.

Rook snickered.

“He probably hasn’t been laid in a while. Speaking of which, how did you enjoy your session with the Captain?”

“You heard that?” Roach gasped.

“Almost everyone on the team heard what happened last night. He must be good cause you were moaning like there was no tomorrow. Did he just take you over his desk or was he nice about it?” Roach was smart enough to know that now there was a condesending tone to Rook’s words. “Bet he took you more than once and your little slut ass enjoyed it.”

There was a soft growl and Ghost appeared out of nowhere, immediately grabbing Rook and slamming him into the nearest wall.

“You let the lad alone or you’ll have me to answer to, is that understood?”

“Yes sir!”

“Come on Gary, you don’t need to prove yourself to him.”

They went inside the barracks, it was significantly warmer.

“It got really cold.” Roach said softly. “Are you mad at me?”

“A little. I mean you could have told me that the captain was giving you the eye prior to last night or at least invited me to play.” Ghost whispered into Roach’s ear, then playfully swatting his behind.

“I’m sorry. How about I make it up to you?”

“How?”

“I can think of a way.” Roach whispered. Ghost pushed Roach into the neares place with a door, which happened to be the broom closet.

“Drop your pants.” Ghost ordered.

Ghost had always been a gentle lover and to hear him order him like that gave Roach an idea, if Ghost was going to be dominating then he would be the perfect submissive. He obeyed the order immediately, opening his pants and pulling them down to his thighs, then letting them drop to the floor. “Now, turn around.” Roach did as he was told, feeling himself get hard. He could hear Ghost open his pant and pull it down just enough. Roach shut his eyes as he imagined Ghost with only his hard length exposed.

He gasped when he felt the hot hardness press against his cleft. He wanted desperately to spread his legs but his pants only allowed him to go so far. He stifled a moan when he felt Ghost pushing inside, sex with Soap was pleasurable but nothing had ever felt better than when he was with Ghost.

“Your nice and tight. How’s that possible?” Ghost asked as he rocked his hips forward. He knew just how affected Roach was.

“I don’t-uh!” Roach’s answer was cut short by a moan. Ghost grinned and reached around to grip the hard length. It was obvious Roach couldn’t answer while he was being taken. Roach shuddered at the press of Ghost’s penis against his prostate and the hand wrapped around his own cock.

Suddenly Ghost pulled out.

“Get dressed, I can’t do this properly in here.”

With effort Roach pulled up his pant, somehow managing to stuff his now aching member back into his underpants. Ghost dragged him to the nearest bedroom which happened to be Soap’s. He shoved Roach onto the bed and fairly ripped off both their clothes. Then he reached into his pants and pulled out a two small rings.

'Of course, he’s gonna drag it out by using cock rings.' Roach thought but it didn’t bother him at all. He whined when he felt Ghost slide it over him and push firmly to make sure it was at the base, then once both of them were ready he slide back inside Roach.

“Oh Simon.” Roach moaned. Simon rocked his hips forward once and Roach almost screamed.

“Tell me Gary, what do you want?” He asked punuating each word with a push of his hips. Gary moaned as Simon kept up the pace.

“Please!” He begged. He was already incoherent.

“What? This?” Simon asked wrapping his hand around Gary and stroking him. Gary wailed and his eyes rolled backwards.

Gary started when he felt another hand on him and opened his eyes. It was Soap.

“Nice of you to finally join us John.” Simon said.

“I tried to just watch as originally planned but he’s just too much to resist. Pull out I want to try something.”

With an annoyed sound, Simon did as he was told. Gary sat up.

“No, you lay still otherwise you’ll be in trouble.”

“What’s going on?” Gary asked, his voice unsteady. John slide a hand up Gary’s thigh and the young man shivered.

“Do I have to tie you up?” John asked, purposely avoiding Gary’s attempts to bring that hand where he wanted. Gary glared at John. It was one thing to willingly submit to Simon, he was a gentle lover. John was gentle when he wanted to be and judging by the look in his eyes, that wouldn’t happen now. “Simon.”

Simon left the bed and then returned with a box. After searching it, he found a pair of felt lined cuffs.

“Hands.” He told Gary gently. Gary looked up at Simon, who sat behind him as he restrained his hands together. “It’s okay, you’re not gonna be hurt.” He left the bed only to tie a leather strap to the headboard. “Lift your arms, love.” Gary reluctantly obeyed. Simon tied the strap to the cuffs, there was enough slack to move.

John smiled, admiring Simon’s work.

“Absolutely beautiful.” He said, then the turned Gary onto his stomach. Gary heard the cap of the lube opened, then he shivered when a finger entered him. “So tight. I have to stretch you out a bit, don’t I?” His finger pressed against Gary’s prostate and Gary screamed.

“We might have to gag him.”

“Well he is rather turned on already, what did you do to make him so randy?”

“Started to fuck him in the broom closet.”

“Clever of you.” John said sliding another finger inside. Gary was panting heavily. “Easy there little one. Do you think he’ll be able to come more than once if we allow it?”

“Hell he does in bed with me.”

“That’s because you expliot his sensitive areas while he’s coming, you make him have multiples without really trying.”

“It feels fucking great when that happens.”

Gary whined, the images they were putting in his head were very erotic. He sighed in relief when the cock ring was removed. He looked over to Simon to see that he’d taken his off as well and was seated on a chair, legs spread and stroking himself as he watched John’s technique. Gary let out a startled gasp when a third finger was added, until now, then fingers were still but now, John slowly moved them in and out, hitting his prostate with every inward motion.

“Oh god!” Gary moaned. He was getting close and he knew it. John reached up and began to stroke Gary as he moved his fingers inside him. Gary whined, his fingers clawing at his restraints. John moved his hands faster and Gary cried out and tensed, he was on the edge. When John brushed the senstive head with his thumb at the same time as he stroke his prostate, Gary wailed and came. John waited a few moments before resuming his motion with the fingers inside Gary, who was now relaxed. He carefully inserted a fourth finger and Gary whined in discomfort.

Simon kissed Gary, living up to his nickname. Having appeared from nowhere.

“Easy love. He’s doing this for your benefit.” He said gently as he leaned down and began licking Gary clean. Gary whined again, this time in pleasure. Simon rarely did this. Simon closed his mouth around the softening length and Gary gasped. He sucked on it until he felt it harden once more. With Gary distracted, John put his last finger inside and pushed forward. Gary cried out. And Simon released him. “It’s all right.”

“It hurts.”

“John, that’s enough.” Simon warned. He took note that Gary was shaking, it was too much for him. John continue fisting him and Gary began to cry. “I said that’s enough!” Simon said, gripping John’s arm. “You’re hurting him!” John carefully pulled his hand free. Simon released Gary from his binds and held the young man as he cried. The mood had changed again.

Simon held onto Gary until he’d calmed somewhat. Glaring over the younger man’s head at John, he tried to soothe him. “Turn over love, let me see.”

“Simon…”

“It’s all right. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

After Gary had turned onto his stomach, Simon gave John a pointed look as if to say, watch and learn. Gently he parted the round cheeks and checked for any damage. Satisfied that Gary was unharmed, Simon leaned down and swiped the stretched opening with his tongue. Gary moaned but remained still, he knew that Simon was trying to make up for his lapse in judgement. He was shaking as Simon licked and nipped him, fingers clutching at the bedding. John grinned. Gary was so easily turned on. He pulled back and put on a condom, John followed suit. Gary got up to his knees during the brief time it took and straddled Simon.

Slowly Simon pulled Gary onto his hard length, Gary groaning when he was completely impaled.

“We’ve n-never done it like this before.” Gary said. Simon grinned and gripped the slender hips.

“I’ll have to teach you how to ride me then.”

He slowly lifted Gary and then let him drop. Understanding dawned in the bright hazel eyes. He shifted so that his legs could accomadate the motion and let Simon help him ride him. John watched with obvious appreciation, he hadn’t thought to try it this way the night before. It isn’t long before Gary was lost in the motion of riding Simon, his legs trembling and sweat began sliding down his slightly bend back. John looked at Simon who stilled Gary for a moment.

“Di-did I do something wrong?” Gary asked. He hadn’t yet realized the John was behind him.

“No love, try to relax.”

Gary’s eyes widened when he felt John pushing inside him. Simon shuddered at the feel of John’s dick slide along his own. Once fully encased, he nipped at Gary’s shoulders, letting him adjust to the feel of the two of them inside him. Simon was the one who initiated movement once again. And John moved at his own pace. Gary’s body was on overload, the different rhythms of fucking driving him crazy. He turned his head, a plea for an open mouth kiss and John complied.

Being trapped between his two superior officers left no room for either of them to be able to touch his rod, not that it mattered very much, his entire package was being rubbed roughly by Simon’s stomach, trapped there by the press of John’s body behind him.

“Oh god!” Gary moaned. His fingers dug into Simon’s hips and Simon indicated to John to hold

Gary’s hands. Gary thrashed when John did so, now he had no anchor in the sea of pleasure. “Oh fuck!” He cried out, he was so close now.

John increased the pace and strength of his thrusts and Simon responded in kind. Gary cried out with each thrust, he wasn’t going to last long this way. And he didn’t. With a wail, he came hard while the other two thrust for a bit more before coming themselves. John pulled out first and stumbled to find a bowl and clean washcloths. Simon carefully maneuvered and then withdrew.

Gary seemed to still be in another world his mind hazy.

“How’s he doing?”

“He’s senseless.”

John cleaned them off and then turned Gary onto his stomach, he was ready for another round. Gary came back to his senses to the feeling of someone taking him from behind. The rhythym was enough to tell him that it was John. He opened his eyes and sure enough, he was right. He gasped when John reached down and grabbed his erection. Where was Simon? The ride to an orgasm was long and John didn’t seem to mind going at it for nearly an hour. Gary whined because he was ready to come a good forty-five minutes before John, his hands were free and as he was pushed over the edge, he clawed at the bed.

It didn’t last as long this time and Gary felt John leave him and Simon join him. The pace was agonizingly slow.

“Oh! Please,” He begged.

“Not so fast little one.”

Gary writhed beneath Simon who took his time. He was shaking by the time he came. Simon followed quickly. An hour later, he was settled between resting.

“Unbelieveable.” Simon said as he stared at Gary.

“Planning to take him again?” John inquired.

“No, just look at him. How’s someone like him manage to steal both our hearts?”

“Heard that.” Gary mumbled sleepily. John shook his head.

“Exactly like that.”