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seeing double

Summary:

Trent gets fucked by Ted. And also Ted. At the same time.

Notes:

WORDS: 383.

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Trent had never thought he’d get one Ted Lasso to fuck him, let alone two.

Well, of course he’d never thought that. Who on earth would?

But here he was, with his Ted, as he was privately thinking of him, buried balls deep in his ass, and another Ted pounding into his cunt.

Trent was, of course, completely incoherent by this point. Ted’s already not a small man when there’s only one of him; Having two of Ted Lasso’s cocks stuffing his holes full was just a little too much for his poor brain.

Especially with how his brain was tugged between them—his Ted was handling him gently, hands petting him warmly, leaving kisses wherever he could reach, telling him you’re so fuckin beautiful, darlin’, look at you, look at you over and over.

The other Ted was different. The other Ted was mean—not cruel, mind you, just deliciously mean, teasing his clit and pounding into him rough and deep and hard, telling him what a good slut he makes. It was setting Trent on fire.

And the contrast, the juxtaposition of one Ted in his ear, rough and dirty, fucking him hard, pounding his poor sensitive cunt until he cried, while at the same time, another Ted was gently kissing at his skin, touching him, telling him he was doing so good, he was so pretty, so handsome, all while gently but insistently filling him up, grinding into him—those gentle hands rubbing his thighs even as they firmly kept them pinned down and spread apart for access? And it’s all Ted??? Ted Lasso, who he’s a bit completely in love with???

It was driving Trent absolutely goddamn insane.

Not only was he intensely overwhelmed and overfull, cunt aching wonderfully and both holes hot and twitchy around Ted—both of them—but he just—he could barely even process it all.

Pressed between two Ted Lassos, getting his brains fucked out, absolutely no pretense of propriety or aloof distance or snark left, being utterly taken apart and filled with them—

He’s pulled into a sloppy, open-mouthed kiss, mustache brushing his lip, and hands explore his body, and he whimpers and comes on their cocks, clenching tight and trembling all over.

It’s the first time that night, but not the last.

 

 

 

Notes:

shoudl really do another ted/trent/ted fic tbh

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