We were all just laying on the bed after freshening up. I was in the middle with Jordan on my right and Denver on my left.

This felt right.

"Nice room man," Jordan spoke up out of nowhere.

"Thanks, I like to keep it minimal, black and grey works," Denver scratches his jaw, looking up at the ceiling.

"You got a gym here?" Jordan's tone sounds too excited.

Guys.

"Of course, it has a boxing ring too," Denver replies proudly.

"Sweet," Jordan murmurs.

Before there chat could continue, a phone rung from the bedside table. Denver picked it up and I saw it was mine.

Mom was calling.

They both looked at me as I held the phone and put the ringer on silent so it wasn't killing our ears.

"Sorry boys, your bromance will need a break, don't talk and let me talk to her," I tell them and pick up the call.

"Hey mom," I answer, I don't thing she can give me any sad news anymore so I shouldn't be worrying. Both Jordan and Denver are turned to face me, leaning on their elbows, they can probably hear her.

"Hey baby," she sounds happy.

"How are you?" I ask her, my voice gentle. I need to talk to Dad too.

"I'm good baby, how are you?" she replies.

"I'm good," and then it hits me, "Mom? why are you awake? it's late over there?" I throw my questions at her. Is something wrong?

"There's nothing to worry about Ro," she laughs. There's that nickname.

"All of the families did a casual dinner night that went on longer than usual, it was kind of due since we all didn't meet on our anniversary," she explains.

"Oh," is the only thing I'm able to say. Knowing the phone call isn't serious, Denver moves his hands to my waist where the t-shirt has ridden up, tracing the band of my underwear since I'm not wearing shorts. Jordan takes notes of his actions and squeezes my thigh, hard.

They cannot be serious right now.

"Yeah, I just called to check on you," she tells me and I return my attention to the sound of her voice. Her words taking longer to register in my brain due to two idiots. Hot, shirtless idiots.

"Check on me?" I ask her, squirming as Denver brushes his fingers up my stomach, slowly riding the t-shirt up while Jordan traces circles on my thighs.

"Yeah, Ian told me you and Jordan had a fight," she informs, her tone a little worried.

Jordan's hand stop at the movement as he mutters a low 'fucking Ian' under her breath making me almost laugh.

"Yeah, we did," I reluctantly answer her.

"What did he do?" she already knows I didn't do anything, Ian told her more than us just fighting.

A groan leaves my lips as Denver pinches my nipple, covering it up with words, "he just lied to me."

"Serious situation? she sighs, asking.

"It was," I tell her, Jordan starts kissing my arms, continuing his circles on my thigh as if apologizing again. Denver keeps playing with my breasts making me arch my spine.

"Knew it, you can't stay mad at him for long," she teases me and my eyes lock with Jordan's.

"True," I agree, still looking at him.

"I just wanted to know you're okay, you can always talk to me Ro," she tells me things I already knew.

"I know mom," I smile, still loving at Jordan.

"I'll sleep now, I miss you Ro. Bye, I love you," she says in goodbye.

"I love you Mom, and I miss you too, Bye," I say and cut the call.

"Goddamn it, hands off both of you," I look at both of them looking at me with amused faces.

"You're telling us, we can't touch what's ours?" Denver is the first one to open his smart mouth.

"I can't with you two, let me sleep," I give up and turn, facing my back to Jordan, closing my eyes.

They both chuckle but let it slide. Jordan kisses my shoulder and Denver kisses my forehead as I hear light 'goodnights' before falling asleep.

-

I wake up before both of them. Pressed in between the two. Denver is closer than usual, Jordan's arms around my waist again. I can feel Jordan's hard cock on my ass and Denver's on my front.

Fuck these two will drive my crazy.

The thought that invades my brain next is hard to forget. Knowing I won't be able to sleep anytime soon, I shift down towards to foot of the bed and slide under Jordan's arms, reaching face to face with Denver's boxers.

I pull his boxers down slowly, stopping my movements when he stirred a little. Once his cock is out, I do the same with Jordan's and turn back around.

Since I'm turned on my left, I grab Jordan's cock in my right hand and hold Denver's thigh in my left. Rubbing the length of Jordan's cock, I brush my tongue over Denver's tip making them both release some sort of muffled groans.

Smirking to myself, I get to work, taking in as much of Denver's cock in my mouth as I can, I starts moving my hand on Jordan's too.

After a few strokes, I sense their breaths getting heavier. Next, I feel Denver's hand in my hair as if he wants to control my speed.

I spread the precum leaking from Jordan's tip all over his cock and twirl my tongue over Denver's. Making sure I keep my speed same, I give them both equal attention.

Denver is the first one to move, I hear his groan as he starts moving his hips, fucking my mouth while he grips my hair. Now I only need to work on Jordan.

"Fuck, I can wake up to this every fucking day Roya," Denver groans in his deep morning voice.

"Holy shit Roya," Jordan says and I switch between them, now using my hand on Denver and my mouth over Jordan. Denver still doesn't move his hands and controls my speed over Jordan's cock.

"Such a fucking whore for us Roya," Denver groans and I know that they've only praised me up until now during our sexual encounters but him calling me a whore makes me squeeze my thighs a little tighter.

I moan over Jordan's cock as a reply and keep going.

"You like that Roya? You like it when we call you our whore while you suck us off?" Jordan thrusts his hips forward. His blunt words giving me my own pleasure.

Jordan controls the speed now, thrusting his hips forward, going farther as I almost gagged on his cock. He groans and I can't see his face but I'm assuming his eyes are rolled back. After sometime, Jordan's thrusts become harder and I know he's about to cum.

"Be a good fucking girl and swallow Roya," he rasps and I moan over his cock just as he fills up my mouth, still fucking my face.

Once he has emptied himself, I turn to Denver, switching my hand on his cock with my mouth, giving him no time to realize what's happening.

"Such a good fucking whore," he groans, moving in my mouth. I graze my lips over his cock making him groan in pleasure.

As I hold his hip for balance, I feel movement behind me and not much later I release a muffled moan as a tongue licks my pussy.

Fucking Jordan.

My speed on Denver falters as Jordan enters his tongue in me, which leads Denver to take control again. He gathers my hair in his hand and instead of thrusting, starts moving my mouth according to him.

"So wet Roya," Jordan says, breathing over my pussy and my eyes close from the intensity.

He shoves his tongue in me again and sucks on my pussy as his thumb works over my clit. At this point, I have no control over any of my senses, all I can think about is the release I'm nearing.

Just as Denver increases my speed on him, Jordan starts working faster too. His tongue movements making my pussy clench as try moving my hips towards him.

Jordan's hand soon nails me in place, not wanting me to move and his deathly grip on my skin only makes me hornier.

Denver's hold on my hair tighten and I focus back on what's happening.

"Cum with me Roya," he groans, demanding.

I moan in response to him knowing I'll be cumming soon. He gives me a few harder thrusts and cums in my mouth as I release over Jordan's tongue. All of us drowning in the feeling.

I swallow whatever I can as my focus is divided on Jordan's movements as well. Once we're both done, I move back, pecking Denver's tip as Jordan comes up, hovering over me.

"Good morning," he smiles at me, leaning down. Our lips meet in a soft kiss as I taste myself in it. His one hand is still gripping my waist and my skin burns from his touch under all this intensity.

After our short kiss I turn to face Denver and kiss him lightly. Jordan lies down next to me and wraps me in his arms.

"Why the oral greeting?" Denver asks, removing some strands of hair from my face.

I shrug, "I don't know, I was feeling generous," I tell them.

"You should feel generous every fucking morning," he smiles and I chuckle.

"Mhm, you guys should try it too," I suggest, smirking.

"Oh we will, we definitely will," Jordan nuzzles his head in my neck and I know he means what he's saying.

They'll definitely return the generosity.

A/N :

Hey, so I wanted to write a sweet chapter but then I got carried away and eventually wrote a smutty one.

Well, fuck. Enjoy.