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I didn't expect to get this drunk tonight, in fact I hadn't expected to get drunk at all. After Timmy had told me I had to keep up with him and Tom, the three of us had just fucked around the pool continuously passing the vodka bottle around and talking complete shit. And once that bottle was finished, Timmy got out of the pool, scurried inside to raid the pantry for another and came back covering his penis with said bottle.

It was quite funny.

Something else I didn't expect seeing tonight, was to see both Tom Holland and Timothee Chalamet doing a handstand competition at the shallow end of the pool; which meant their bare asses were wiggling above the surface.

They did however both face away from me to not show me their limp upside down dicks as I judged who stayed up the longest, which was Tom by far. I think he just wanted to show off to us like a kid holding their breath underwater until they were on the border of passing out.

"Wait Tom c'mere for a second, Y/N stay there," Timmy said waving his hand at Tom as they both swam to the opposite side of the pool to where we were initially.

"Why can't I come?" I frowned.

"Cos it's secret man stuff, that's why," Timmy laughed before saying he wanted to ask Tom something about Zendaya and didn't want me to hear. Which in a weird way was nice. They both knew I was sick of hearing about her tonight, but I respected that they both needed some sort of release about it.

I could see their mouths move but with their hushed tones and my blurry vision, I couldn't make out a word they were saying. At one stage I saw them burst into laughter and then resume talking quietly. I noticed them look towards me a few times which made me even more curious as to what they were talking about. Maybe Timothee was asking Tom about sex with Zendaya and I and comparing us both...

God I really hope not.

"Darling! Can you come over here pretty please?" Tom called out, grinning widely. I hopped over to them slowly, probably looking like a moon man walking in space through the water.

"What's up? You both done bitching about your mutual ex?" I laughed, kind of finding it amusing that the two ex-boyfriends had started this strange friendship just today but were already getting along like they'd been mates for years.

I guess they did talk online here and there or at events but Tom was always a little hesitant to get close to Timothee because he found it awkward.

"Can I ask you a favour?" Tom said putting his arm around my waist and pulling me down to sit on his knee. He was sitting on the pool step, so the water came up to his chest. Timmy, was standing to the side.

I nodded.

"What would you say to maybe helping Timmy out with his dry spell? You can say no but like, I want you to know first that I'm okay with it if you are," he said calmly.

My eyes darted over to Timmy who was less than a metre away and just staring blankly at Tom and I during this conversation.

"Like- Wait what do you mean by dry spell? Like you want me to fuck Timmy?" I asked quieter, still kind of confused that Tom was asking me all of this in front of Timothee.

"No, no, no. I'm the only one who's allowed to be fucking you darling. But I wouldn't particularly oppose to a little hand or mouth action," Tom chuckled. His breath smelt like strong alcohol, which just made me think about how much mine would too.

"Will you be watching or are you doing stuff too?" I asked cocking my head to the side. I must be imagining this conversation right? This isn't actually real.

"To put it simply, I haven't had sex in three months and I made a joke about how his hot girlfriend was naked in the pool and then Tom suggested a threesome jokingly but then we actually considered it for real because we're all obviously attractive, horny and I'm touch starved," Timothee interjected, cutting to the chase since Tom was beating around the bush.

I honestly couldn't believe what I was hearing. I mean, I'd joked about bringing Harrison into the bedroom before which Tom would laugh at, but he was dating Grace and she was pretty vanilla when it came to their relationship. I always thought that Tom was joking too when he said he wouldn't mind it. I mean, I've always had it on my bucket list to sleep with two people at once I just never thought it would be like this.

"Fuck it, we're already drunk and we're already naked and we're already wet," I shrugged, throwing my arms up and laughing. This week was about being spontaneous right?

Timothee was really responsible about it all, he made sure that all three of us consented, he made a pact with Tom that there'd be no penetration on his end to respect our relationship and that at any stage if we felt uncomfortable we could tell him to fuck off. Tom also explained that because Timmy and he were both straight, they wouldn't be touching each other.

They both wanted to be transparent about how they came up with this idea also. Obviously since Timothee and Zendaya broke up, he hadn't been with anyone yet. And similarly to when she dated Tom, she had refused to sleep with Timmy for several months leading up to the ending of their relationship.

"And this is all happening in the pool?" I asked, making sure we covered every single little thing before we started.

They both nodded.

"Have any of us done this before? Like, had a proper threesome?" I asked timidly.

They both nodded again.

"Wait really Tom?" I said surprised.

"The only time I've done it was when I was twenty and us lads were celebrating the first Marvel movie and I ended up with two girls coming back to my hotel room who didn't even speak English," Tom laughed.

"Dude, that's such a good story!" Timmy laughed.

"Yeah, I regretted it for years thinking it was so sleazy to admit but now I'm like, fuck it, who cares, I'm still young and dumb," Tom laughed back.

So I'm the only one in this threesome who hasn't had a threesome before... Great. My heart rate was rising and my breathing was speeding up. Despite the immense amount of alcohol in my system, the liquid courage wasn't hiding all of my nerves. How do you know which person does which sexual act? I mean, Tom said Timothee can't fuck me, so I guess he's fucking me and that covers one thing off. But what position am I supposed to be in? What do I do to Timothee? Fuck this kind of seems hard to do whilst drunk.

"You know you don't have to do this right? We just thought it would be kind of fun," Tom said kissing the back of my shoulder blade. He could sense I was a little nervous given I wasn't particularly talking all that much.

"I do want to, I just haven't done it before, so I don't want it to be bad for the two of you," I chuckled awkwardly.

"Oh sweetheart no! You're the only girl in this, you're the one who barely has to do anything. Just let us take the reigns," Timothee said smiling at me then nodding at Tom.

Tom kissed my cheek and told me to stand up, squeezing my ass cheek as I did. He then told me to show Timmy 'what a good girl' I was and to remember that I was his. Honestly, I've never heard Tom say 'you're mine' before but I liked it. I liked this weird exhibitionist version of Tom. It was a balance of jealousy and cockiness, but also like he was rubbing me in Timmy's face. Quite frankly it was hot.

"You okay?" Timmy said quietly, putting his arms out for me to move over to him as he stood in front of Tom.

"I'm just in shock this is actually happening," I said grinning as I cupped his cheek softly. I glanced down at his mouth as he whispered a sensual 'just relax' before leaning in to kiss me. His lips were soft and vaguely tasted like the tequila we'd all been drinking.

As he pulled me closer to him, the water moved between our bodies until they were pressed against each other; our skin feeling warm compared to the coolness of the pool. It felt weird to be doing this, like it was cheating. Except Tom was right here watching, and he gave me explicit permission so it wasn't cheating at all.

"Remember this is only happening once so you guys better make it worth while," I heard Tom taunt in the background, along with the bottle lid of the tequila bottle being unscrewed.

And with that threat from Tom, Timothee pulled up one of my thighs to his hip so our pelvic bones were now touching and his erection was pressed up against my lower stomach. I heard Tom chuckle, telling us 'that's the way' which kind of made me want to show off a little to Timmy and make Tom jealous at the same time.

Our tongues moved a little out of sync mostly because we weren't used to kissing each other; we weren't the ones dating. He had a different style to Tom, it was a lot more open and tongue-y than Tom. But also, Tom had a small mouth.

"Can I?" Timmy mumbled against my lips, his fingertips lightly grazing up my inner thigh.

"Please," I whispered back, feeling his two fingers push inside of me as his lips moved down to my neck. It was a weird feeling being fingered underwater, it wasn't what I expected but I didn't mind it.

"God, you're tighter than I thought you'd be," Timmy groaned in my ear, tilting his hips forward so that his cock rubbed against my stomach to create friction.

"You imagined how tight I am?" I smirked, tangling my fingers in his hair and tugging at the wet curls. Tom obviously noticing this, took it upon himself to now take the lead over the situation.

"Darling, come sit on my cock whilst you show our new friend what you're made of... I'm already getting jealous," Tom said snarkily behind us. Normally Tom and I didn't really dirty talk in the bedroom apart from a few compliments on how each other looked or words of praise and encouragement; so that was surprising to hear him say.

And being as respectful as he was, Timmy let go of my leg, pulled his fingers out and watched me move backwards enough so Tom could pull me onto his lap.

"Listen to how this is going to go, you're going to be a good girl and ride me whilst you jerk Timothee off okay? I'd say use your mouth but we don't want anyone drowning tonight," Tom instructed, positioning me so I'd be riding him in reverse cowgirl.

"This angle works better, means I get to watch her face as she cums... And I can focus on her clit," he smirked, his eyes deeply looking into mine.

I felt like a virgin again, everything was new and surprising. Honestly I was just listening to everything they were saying and doing as I was told. I didn't know any better.

Tom guided my hips as I started grinding my ass against his cock, a deep groan escaping from his lips as I did so. He needed to get harder, so he just made me ride his thighs for a little. Timmy stepped forward and rested one hand on the edge of the pool for stability, given he was standing and we were sitting.

"Show me what I'm missing out on then sweetheart," Timothee said with a grin, leaning down to kiss me as I held his cock in my hand. It was thinner than Tom's, but longer though. Still more than a decent size of course, he would be proud of it.

As I pumped my hand I looked up at Timothee with my lips parted and my hips rolling against Tom's thighs. With the three of us letting out small gaps and moans, I abruptly let go of Timothee and got off Tom's lap.

"If we're doing this, I want to do it properly, the water is making it harder and I want to use my mouth," I said standing up and getting out of the pool, turning around to see both the boys watching me saunter to the outdoor day bed.

"I like a woman who takes charge," Timothee smirked, getting out of the pool and biting his bottom lip at me as Tom followed closely behind him.

All of us spoke with our words slurry from the alcohol, which made us all just enjoy the moment even more; giggling at each other fumbling over our words or hiccuping sporadically.

"On your knees for us sweetheart," Timmy said kneeling at the end of the day bed whilst Tom moved walked around the other side.

"Just don't look me in the eye and we're good mate," Tom laughed, also now kneeling but behind me.

Timothee had flushed pink cheeks as he decided to change positions and sit up against the day bed, adjusting himself to lean his back against the pillows. I wriggled back a bit more so that when Tom thrusted from behind, I would be more aligned to his angle.

"You sure you're still okay to do this?" Tom asked, running his hands along my hips and circling them around my ass. I nodded and looked at Timmy who looked down and smiled softly at me.

As Tom aligned his cock with my entrance he assured me he wouldn't go too hard at the start, making sure that I would be comfortable and regulate my breathing. After all, I hadn't been fucked whilst having another dick in my mouth before, it'll be a strange rhythm to get used to.

Once I felt Tom push himself inside of me, I looked up at Timmy as I moaned that crucial first moan when you started having sex, watching his brows knit together as his jaw slightly dropped.

"Oh my god," he said breathily, holding his dick straight towards me as I was propping myself up with my arms already.

"I've got you, don't worry," I smirked, using one of my hands to push his own hand away as I gripped the base.

This was when Tom held my hips and started thrusting into me, which made me think for a bit on what type of tempo I'd be sucking Timmy off to. It was definitely a balancing act in figuring out how to get right.

Bouncing back and forth with each thrust from Tom, I held the tip of Timmy's cock against my tongue, letting it rub against it and get nice and wet. His jaw was clenched as I watched his facial expressions, which weren't as animated as Tom's usually were.

"Shit," he hissed once I started circling my tongue around and kitten licking the tip.

"Don't be such a tease darling," Tom warned, digging his fingers into my hips.

Taking Tom's comment as a challenge, I took all of Timothee's cock into my mouth, gagging as Tom's movements made me deep throat him further than anticipated. So, pulling away slightly to accommodate for such movements, I started to bob my head back and forth around his shaft.

My hand held onto Timmy's thigh for stability, making sure that Tom's thrusting was controlling my rhythm completely; if I had both of my hands down on the bed I wouldn't really have much of a say in the matter.

The worst thing about this, was that boys often get 'whiskey dick' when they're drinking, so as I started to feel my pelvic muscles contract and release around Tom's cock, I knew I was so much closer to climaxing than they both were. Shit.

With each moan that came from my mouth because of Tom, the vibrations against my tongue made Timmy moan as well. And fuck, that boy sounds angelic when he moans. It's so deep, it's ridiculously fucking sexy.

"Aw darling, you're already close are you? I can feel you trying to delay yourself... Just cum for me now, be a good girl for me," Tom said over the sound of slapping skin and heavy breathing.

Like I mentioned before, Tom isn't really one to dirty talk but I guess the jealousy with me also pleasuring Timothee was making him act out. He needed to make sure I remembered just who was fucking me so well. And let me tell you, hearing him say that was enough to make me orgasm, a loud string of moans falling from my lips as I pulled away from Timmy quickly.

I felt Tom's thrusts become sloppier as he slid so effortlessly in and out, the extra lubrication obviously making it wetter.

"Did you just squirt?" Timmy said quietly, collecting my hair in his hand and tugging on the makeshift ponytail tightly so I would look up at him.

"She sure did," Tom chuckled, squeezing my ass cheek before giving it a quick slap.

"You good to keep going for us sweetheart?" Timmy asked as I nodded up at him, my thighs feeling weak from my orgasm.

"That's my girl," Tom said as he started speeding up his thrusting. I took that as a sign that he was working himself up to a climax and that I needed to get Timmy to a similar point.

Pushing my head down onto Timothee's cock, I flattened my tongue against the underside with each dip, hearing the man practically purr. He wasn't as vocal with his moaning as Tom was, he was more breathy.

Tom reached under me and started to rub his fingertips against my already throbbing clit, the immense sensitivity making me whimper against Timmy. It was almost unbearable, my hips instinctively trying to squirm away.

"You can go one more time for me darling, can't you?" Tom asked deviously before hearing Timothee stutter that he was about to cum. I was a fucking mess, whimpering and moaning from the over stimulation.

I pulled away from Timmy to try and delay his orgasm a little, edging him by playing with his balls with my hand as Tom's fingers circled in just the right spot.

"I-I'm gonna- Oh fuck- I'm gonna cum," Tom coughed out, pulling out of me and quickly beginning to stroke his cock with his hand.

Knowing that they were both going to cum at very similar times, I swiftly turned to lay on my back as Timothee's cum shot down onto my tits right as I did. Tom's hand moved between my thighs again and seperated them as he rubbed my clit once more, screwing his eyes shut and moaning loudly as his cum spurted onto my lower stomach.

My hips bucked as I tried to move away from his touch; it was too overwhelming. When I hit my second orgasm, I barely came at all since I had squirted earlier. My body convulsed and my back arched up as Tom's fingers moved quickly against my pulsing heat, my vision becoming blurry.

Resting my arm over my eyes and panting heavily I felt Tom throw himself down onto the day bed next to me whilst Timmy was sitting up against the back rest on my other side.

"Bloody hell... Are you okay after all that darling?" Tom mumbled, lightly resting his hand on my thigh as he noticed the muscles spasm.

I couldn't speak, in just nodded and tried to focus on breathing. That's all I could do right now. Breathe.

"I think we worked her too hard," Timmy chuckled, stroking his hand through my hair softly.

"She's gone a few rounds in one session before but I've never seen her this tired out," Tom said rubbing his thumb against my skin.

I moved my arm off my face and took a final deep breath, sighing in content and exhaustion. My mouth was dry, my heart was basically beating out of my chest it was racing so fast and I felt dizzy. I had pins and needles in my feet and I couldn't feel my legs. When I opened my eyes and looked at Tom he smiled sympathetically when he saw I had teared up from the over stimulation, pouting at me.

"That was... A lot," I said breathlessly, trying to laugh but not having any sound come out other than heavy panting.

"But what a great memory it'll be," Timmy said chuckling.

"Definitely won't forget that one will we?" Tom laughed.