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It had been a hard shift, to say the least. Neither of them really wanted to do much thinking about it.
Robby let out what Dennis would fondly refer to as an old man sigh as he sat on the couch next to Dennis, hair wet from the shower. "How are you feeling, kid?" Robby's words were soft, splayed out palm pressing heat onto the base of Dennis's spine, supporting him.
"Um," Dennis was chewing on his thumb nail, not small enough to actually want to suck it, but still wanting something to teethe on, "I dunno, small, but-" his face was going a bit pink, "I don't need a diaper," he said softly, then added, "or a pull up," and it sounded a bit sad.
Robby hummed, catching onto what Dennis wasn't saying, "but do you want one of those things?" he asked, softly, "it's okay if you do, even big boys want protection sometimes," he said.
Dennis seemed to think about it for a moment, focused eyes burning holes into the carpet, before he nodded, "Wan' a pull up," he said softly, leaning into Robby's hold, the admission embarrassing.
"Okay, sweetheart, thank you for telling me," he said sweetly, pressing a kiss to the crown of Dennis's head, "can you walk, or do you need me to carry you?" Robby asked, knowing that if he needed to, he could carry Dennis, though his back would pay dearly for it later.
"I can walk," Dennis nodded, standing as Robby guided him to, walking along on slightly sluggish feet, Robby's hand pressing like a brand into his back.
"Hey pup," Jack said, catching them as they entered the kitchen, having just finished tidying up. "Robby told me you had a hard shift," he said.
"Uh-huh," Dennis nodded.
"Well that's no good," his voice always took on somewhat of a teasing tone when he was talking to a small Dennis, even when that wasn't his intention. "Do you just want your daddy right now? or uncle Jack too?"
Dennis had originally only shared his headspace with Robby, so deep in shame about it that he barely even wanted to do that. But eventually Jack had found out, and at first, he'd kind of stayed away from it, not judging, but not seeing it as something he would be interested in. Soon enough though, he was being swept up into it, and really, he wasn't complaining, but it had taken a bit for them all to figure out what Dennis would call him when he was in that particular headspace.
They found it soon enough, though, a light bulb moment when a Dennis who had previously been coloring on the floor had exclaimed, "You're brothers!" with no further context. Jack had found it funny, at first, but now he welcomed the title— and was maybe a little bit too into the idea of him and Robby actually being brothers, but that was neither here nor there.
"Uncle Jack," Dennis pouted, borderline whining, as if Jack was planning to deny him.
Both Robby and Jack let out a small laugh at that, and Robby squeezed Dennis's side, "Okay, okay, no ones gonna take Uncle Jack away from you, puppy," Robby smiled at Jack, both of them wondering how they ever got so lucky.
Dennis nodded, satisfied, as Robby guided him down the hall, Jack in tow.
Gently, Robby pushed Dennis to lay down on their bed, rubbing feather-light circles on his tummy, he turned to Jack, "Can you get a pull-up?" he asked, nodding to the dresser.
Jack nodded, and Dennis let out a little whine at the loud creaking-clunk of the drawer opening, and Robby shot a look at Jack, who threw his hands up, "Brother, I can't control the fact that our dresser's old as shit," he laughed, and Robby rolled his eyes, turning back to Dennis.
"It's alright, puppy," he cooed, "just a big noise," he said. Jack appeared behind him, holding out a white pull-up with a cartoon dog on the front to Robby. "What, you don't wanna do it?" Robby teased, smiling.
Jack laughed, "Hey, that's above my pay grade, I'm just the fun uncle," he said, hands coming up to squeeze Robby's sides playfully, moving to sit on the edge of the bed on the other side of Dennis.
Dennis's eyes were shut, breath coming out soft and even, and Jack leaned down, tucking a hair behind his ear, "You asleep?" he asked, scratching at the boys scalp as if he really were a dog.
"Mmm," Dennis hummed, "no," he said softly, yawning, letting out a small noise as Robby's hands came up to curl under his waistband, and he raised his hips, allowing Robby to pull his pants and underwear down.
"Good boy," Robby cooed, rubbing his thumb along Dennis's hip bone, and he couldn't help the way his eyes drifted down to the space between Dennis's thighs, even though it made him feel like a massive pervert, the soft blond hair just above Dennis's pretty little cunt, his t-dick poking out about an inch and a half, his wetness catching the light.
"So pretty," his voice was soft, full of praise, he pressed a kiss just above where the hair started, and felt heat pool in his stomach at the little gasp and jolt Dennis let out.
"Daddy…" Dennis whined, face red, trying to bring his hands up to cover his face, but Jack stopped him, holding his hands down.
His headspace wasn't always sexual, often wasn't, actually, but it wasn't out of the ordinary.
"Don't hide from us, baby," he said, "It's nothing we haven't seen before."
Dennis squirmed, overwhelmed, screwing his eyes shut.
At that, Robby looked up at him, tilting his head, "Hey Den, sweetheart? What's your color?"
"Green," Dennis was too far gone to be embarrassed by how quickly the word made its way out of him, "'M green, Daddy, please," he whined.
Robby smiled, pressing a kiss to the inside of Dennis's thigh, "Okay, okay, I've got you," he said softly, peppering more kisses everywhere except where Dennis wanted them the most, making him whine and squirm.
Jack chuckled, hand petting through Dennis's hair, leaning down, his voice was deep, and raspy, "you gotta ask him nicely, pup," he grinned, "ask him to kiss your pretty little cunny,"
Dennis blushed, whining more, hands fisting in the sheets. "Dad," he had to take in a breath, "please- please kiss my cunny?" he whimpered, softly.
Robby groaned, "Fuck," pressing his forehead to Dennis's inner thigh, thoughts a ticker tape of, I'm such a fucking pervert, repeated over and over. "Yeah, yeah, 'course, Den," he nodded, licking his lips.
"Good boy," Jack cooed, "such a good boy, asking for what you want," he smiled down at Robby, who already looked wrecked, just from touching Dennis.
"You know," Jack said, softly, in Dennis's ear, as Robby pressed a kiss to the head of Dennis's t-dick, making Dennis jolt, "your daddy used to love doing this to me, too, back when we were kids," he said, "your daddy loved my pussy, he'd never say it but I think he was a little bummed when I got the surgery," he grinned, delighting in the unimpressed look it earned him from Robby.
"Don't listen to him," Robby said, his words coming from in between kisses a licks to Dennis's cunt, "I love your uncle Jack's cock just as much as I loved his pussy," he said, "But I'm not complaining that my little boy has a cunt for me to play with," he snaked a hand up, two fingers sliding into Dennis's hole without resistance, making him arch off of the mattress.
"Hah- Dad," Dennis whined, legs crossing behind Robby's head, pressing into his back, pulling him closer.
Jack watched, discreetly reaching down to palm his currently soft cock, not bothering to reach down and use his pump.
Robby watched him doing so, and pointedly made eye contact as he practically made out with Dennis's cunt, and it made Dennis blush at the fact that he could hear how wet he was, with Robby's fingers curling inside of him.
Dennis whined, thrusting up slightly into Robby's mouth and fingers, rolling his hips in desperate little moves, making it clear what he was quickly building to.
"You gonna cum for us, baby?" Jack cooed, "Go on, cum on your daddy's fingers, let him taste it,"
"Uncle Jack," Dennis whined, arching up, it sounded pathetic, then, "ah- Daddy!" Dennis practically wailed, one hand fisting the sheets and the other grasping Robby's short hair, pulling him in closer, grinding against his mouth as he came, broken little sounds making their way out of him before he finally fell limp onto the bed, breath coming in pants.
"Good boy, such a good boy," Jack's voice was gravelly, "so good for your daddy, 'n for your uncle Jack."
Robby rose, knees creaking, licking his lips and wiping his lower face off with the back of his hand, as he sat on the bed beside Dennis, leaning down to press a kiss to the side of his head, "are you done, honey?"
Dennis let out a pathetic noise, pushing himself up, "You didn't cum," he said.
"No I didn't, but if you're done, I can be done too," Robby explained gently, as if he were talking to a real child.
"No," Dennis shook his head, "I gotta make you feel good too, Daddy, and Uncle Jack," he said, voice determined.
"Okay, okay," Robby nodded, pressing a kiss to the corner of Dennis's mouth, "you don't have to get worked up about it," he smiled.
"Want uncle Jack in my mouth," he said, face flushed, but not as embarrassed as he would've been pre-orgasm.
"That can definitely be arranged," Jack grinned, wrapping his arms around Dennis from behind, one hand sneaking down to press his thumb to the tip of Dennis's small cock, making him jerk in his grip.
"Jack, be nice," Robby said, shuffling more towards the middle of the bed, Jack and Dennis following. Dennis falling onto his back between the two men, Jack at his head and Robby at his feet.
"Do you wanna stay on your back, or do you wanna be on your tummy?" Robby asked.
Dennis tilted his head, thinking hard about each option. he really liked being on his back, with Robby inside of him, made him feel really small and protected, but.. if he wanted to suck Jack off that way, there were only a few ways to do so, and while they were good, they almost made him feel… dirty. which was good sometimes, but he didn't want to feel like that right now.
"Tummy," Dennis decided, "with- with pillows," he added, already turning over, and Jack slid a pillow under his hips, letting him relax into the position, presenting himself in a way that made his t-dick twitch.
"Such a good boy," Robby cooed, hand coming down to press on Dennis's spine, forcing him into more of an arch, making Dennis shiver.
When Dennis looked up at Jack, he was met with the sight of the man's hand wrapped around his cock, leisurely stroking himself. Dennis hadn't seen him pump himself to hardness, and he pouted at the fact he wasn't allowed to do it, making Jack chuckle.
"Shhh, don't worry baby, just getting myself ready for you," he cooed, teasingly.
Dennis, to put it lightly, loved Jack's cock. Now, before they'd started dating, and even when the relationship was new, Dennis had a…. less than positive view, of phalloplasty, honestly. The internet had taught him that it was weird, and gross, and in every way lesser to a natal dick. When he'd found out that Jack was trans (he didn't hide it, but he wasn't shouting it from the rooftops) from a comment from Robby, Dennis had been very slightly bummed, given that he had been fantasizing about Jack's cock this whole time, but he got over it quickly as he began thinking about all the different kinds of straps Jack could use on him.
And then he'd found out about the fact that Jack had had bottom surgery.
He didn't say anything negative to Jack's face! or out loud at all, of course not, but… he didn't exactly do a great job of hiding his expression when it was revealed. And then Jack wouldn't drop it, not until Dennis admitted that he didn't understand why anyone would get bottom surgery when the results were so lackluster.
Needless to say, Dennis was swiftly corrected, fucked stupid until, when Jack asked him if his cock felt any different than Robby's, Dennis could only get out a moan that sounded a lot like "bigger."
Since then, Dennis had more than made up for his previous transgression, and had learned that, more than he loved Jack's cock inside of either of his holes, (which he really, really loved) he loved having Jack's cock in his mouth. He was shorter than Robby, but thicker, so that he filled Dennis's mouth perfectly, hot and heavy on his tongue.
Dennis came out of his thoughts when Jack tapped him on the forehead, "You in there, puppy?"
Dennis startled, blinking up at Jack, "Mhm," he hummed, "thinkin' about your cock," he said.
"Oh, precious thing," Jack cooed, running his hands through Dennis's hair, pulling him closer, "you love Uncle Jack's cock, huh?"
"Mhm," Dennis nodded, keening, licking his lips as his eyes locked on to the length in front of him, trying to push himself forward, but Jack's hold on his hair kept him where he was.
Jack clicked his tongue at him disapprovingly, earning a whine from Dennis, and he chided, "Ah, you gotta ask nicely, pup, don't be a whore."
Dennis flushed, his head dipping down, and Robby shot Jack a look, but Jack didn't apologize, smiling, he knew Dennis liked it.
"Please, Uncle Jack, let me suck your cock," Dennis's voice was tinged with a whine, looking up at Jack with pitifully wide eyes.
"Ohhh, such a good boy," Jack praised, petting Dennis's head like he was really a dog, "asking so nicely," he cooed, cupping the back of Dennis's head, bringing him in closer. On another day he may have made Dennis beg more, but he knew he needed him to be nice right now.
Dennis let out a noise that started as a whine, and morphed into a moan as Jack released him, letting him lick a stripe up his cock.
Both Jack and Robby let out a groan, and Dennis let out a pleased noise as one of Robby's hands came down to scratch down his back, petting him. Dennis pressed a kiss to the tip of Jacks cock, before taking an inch into his mouth, flattening his tongue against the length.
"Good boy," Jack let out a breath, relaxing into the pillows behind him. He raised a brow at Robby, "You gonna fuck him?" he asked, grinning.
Robby swallowed, nodding with a breathless, "Yeah," pressing a kiss to the back of Dennis's shoulder, before he straightened back up, hand pressing down on his shoulder blades, forcing him further down onto Jack's cock, making him make a noise between a gag and a moan, and forcing his ass up higher.
Robby's other hand grasped his cock, guiding it to Dennis's hole, running the tip through his wetness for a moment, letting out a groan, to which Jack echoed as Dennis whined around his cock, as Robby slowly, agonizingly slowly, pressed inside of Dennis's cunt.
Dennis pulled off of Jack's cock with a gasp, to let out a long whine of, "Daddy," his hand coming up to do the work of his mouth for a moment as he keened, letting out pathetic little noises as Robby slid inside of him, slowly but firmly, until his hips were flush with Dennis's ass and his tip pressed against Dennis's cervix.
Robby let out a soft groan, leaning over Dennis, and the younger panted. Jacks ran a hand through Dennis's hair, petting him, before slowly guiding his head back to his cock, encouraging him to get back to what he was doing, in a way that made Dennis let out a soft little laugh. Jack raised an eyebrow, "You laughing at me?" he asked, teasingly.
Dennis shook his head, smiling up at Jack with a mischievous look, giving a small kitten lick to the head of Jack's cock before swallowing him down to the base, letting out a small gag but otherwise managing to breathe through it, looking up at Jack through his eyelashes.
Jack's head fell bad, letting out a groan, "Fu-uck, kid, you're killing me," he kept his hand in Dennis's hair, gently but firmly bobbing him up and down on his cock, guiding him.
Dennis let out a small whine around the length as Robby pulled nearly all the way out, before slamming back in, and soon the sound of skin on skin, accompanied by the sound of his throat being fucked filled the room.
"So fucking perfect," Jack growled, ever the talkative one, "Taking us both so well, such a good fucking boy," he punctuated his words with his thrusts, groaning at the way he could feel each time the tip of his cock forced its way into Dennis's throat, the way the channel tightened up on the intrusion as he gagged. "Fuck, brother, I'm not gonna last long," jack groaned, looking at Robby.
"Me neither," Robby's words came out strained, and if Jack and Dennis didn't know any better, they would say he whimpered. Aiming to return the favor, Robby kept one hand on Dennis's hip and the other reached around to rub messy circles around his clit, making him moan around Jack's cock.
Jack hummed, thrusting up into Dennis's mouth, "You want us to cum inside?" he asked, "want Daddy to get you pregnant?" he added, looking at Robby through lidded eyes as he said it, making Robby swear softly, eyes shutting as his thrusts grew sloppier.
Dennis tried to nod around Jack's cock, begging for Robby to cum inside in a way that got a bit lost in translation, but they both understood.
"Shh, shh, its okay puppy, we'll fill you up, know you need it," Jack groaned, "need your Daddy and your Uncle to- fuck, use you, such a good boy-" he pulled Dennis all the way down onto his cock as his mouth opened but no sound came out, hips grinding up into him as pleasure exploded through his body, a small bit of liquid shooting down Dennis's throat, before he collapsed back, letting out a breathless, "Fuck," chest rising and falling rapidly as he came down. Dennis swallowed around his still-hard cock, to which Jack hissed, slowly easing Dennis's mouth up and off his length, patting him on the cheek patronizingly as he guided him to lay down on his thigh.
Jack reached down to press the valve in one of his balls to let his length soften, to which Dennis let out a little whine, which was slightly broken up thanks to Robby thrusting into him, forcing out little "uh, uh, uh," noises from his sore throat.
"Dad- Dad 'm gonna-," he couldn't finish it, whining, eyes screwing shut, mind torn between thrusting back to meet Robby's movements and thrusting down to grind against the fingers playing with his cock.
"Shhh, shh, just be a good boy, and cum on your dad's cock," Jack cooed, watching as they both rapidly careened towards the edge.
Dennis went almost limp as he pressed his face against Jack's thigh, muffling his noises. they gradually grew in volume for a few moments until he finally let out a high pitched keen, back arching, and Jack could hear it as Dennis sprayed his release, soaking Robby's hips and the pillows and blankets beneath him. Robby let out a deep groan at the sudden tightness, giving only a few more sloppy thrusts before burying himself all the way inside Dennis, shooting his load directly at his (now likely bruised) cervix, making Dennis let out a choked off moan.
They remained like that, catching their breath, Robby's forehead pressed to the back of Dennis's shoulder, pressing kisses to his skin, before he slowly, with a hiss, pulled out of Dennis, cum immediately beginning to drip from his hole, making him whine.
"Shh, Den, its okay," Robby's voice was soft, a bit slurred, "Daddy'l clean you up, you're okay,"
Dennis shook his head, "No- no, it's," he sniffled, feeling pathetic, "I don't want it to come out," he whined, trying to close his legs to prevent more from spilling out of him, so incredibly deep in subspace that the thought of not getting to keep his daddy's cum inside of him was enough to almost make him cry.
Both Robby and Jack let out a noise at that, and Robby let out a soft laugh, "Okay, its okay, Daddy's got you," he said softly, gently guiding Dennis to roll over onto his stomach, guiding a pillow under his hips to keep them elevated, then he reached up, running his middle and ring finger through the mess that was Dennis's hole, scooping up as much of his release as he could before gently pressing them inside of Dennis.
When he pulled his fingers out, they were coated in his cum and Dennis's slick, so he brought them up to Dennis's mouth, gently pressing them in and onto his tongue, making Dennis whine, licking the mix off of his fingers.
"Such a good boy," Jack cooed, petting through Dennis's hair.
Robby pulled his fingers out, now clean save for a fresh coat of spit, and Dennis let out a small noise, but Jack shushed him with a kiss to his temple. Robby curled up around Dennis's other side, rubbing circles over his stomach, whispering soft praises into his ear.
it took a few minutes for Dennis to come up enough to be able to be cleaned. Jack and Robby had been leisurely making out when Dennis had shifted, moving to sit up. they pulled back, looking down at their boy, "You ready for a bath, puppy?" Robby asked, pressing a kiss to his temple.
"You two are really gross," Jack added. they had showered, quickly, after getting home, but still, he was right.
"Mhm," Dennis nodded. then his eyebrows went up a bit as he looked at the carnage of their bed, "someone needs to do laundry," he mumbled, and the older two laughed.
"I'll do it while you two are in there," Jack said, stretching.
Dennis made a small noise, "You're not coming with us?" he whined, brows furrowing.
"Baby, that bath is not big enough for three, it's barely big enough for two," Jack said softly.
"Oh," Dennis pouted, looking down at the floor.
"Its okay," Robby soothed, "we'll be really quick, and when we get out, we can join Jack in a nice freshly made bed, and maybe put on a movie, hm?"
Dennis seemed to think very hard about this, before nodding, "Okay Daddy," he said, showing he wasn't fully out of his headspace, probably wouldn't be for the rest of the night. but neither of them minded.
Robby hummed as they stood, taking in the wet spot on the bed, "hmm, looks like you really did need that pull-up, huh?"
Dennis blushed and hid his face his hands, embarrassed, but when they were finished with the bath, and got all snuggled up in their bed, he was wearing it.
"And-" Dennis started but was cut off by Robby.
"No, Dennis, I don't mind if you accidentally use it and I have to change you in the morning, nor will I be mad if it leaks and we have to change the sheets, because I love you," Robby explained softly, for what felt like the fifteenth time, "and if you're really worried, you can wear one of your diapers," he offered.
"No, it's okay," Dennis said, looking up at Robby from where he was curled up against his chest. Jack was on the other side of him, no doubt annoyed that the other two wouldn't shut up long enough for him to sleep, "I love you, Daddy," he said, squirming a bit, "and you too, Uncle Jack," he said, "thank you," he added, softer.
Jack let out a grumble, and Dennis shrieked with a laugh as he was attacked from behind, Jack wrapping arms around his middle, fingers skating up his sides, tickling him.
"Uncle Jack!" Dennis laughed, squirming.
"We love you too, you monster, now go to bed, we're old, as you love reminding us, and we need our beauty sleep," Jack said firmly, but playfully.
"Okay! Okay!" Dennis giggled, squirming free from Jacks hold, panting. he looked over at Robby, who was watching them both with a fond expression.
"You know, Jack, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you were rapidly becoming much more than an uncle," he said, "you might have to start changing pull-ups,"
Jack rolled over with an unintelligible grumble, but not before flipping Robby off.
Robby and Dennis shared a look, before devolving into more laughter.