“What was your favorite Halloween costume growing up?” Keith asked Micah while he scanned through the rows of costumes in the Halloween superstore. 

“I was Michelangelo,” Micah answered with a laugh.

“The painter?”

Micah turned a horrified look in Keith’s direction. “The ninja turtle. Jesus. Are you sure you’re old enough to share my bed, because that seems like a blasphemous sort of mix up to make.”

Keith shoved his shoulder into Micah and laughed. “I know who the ninja turtles are.” He lowered his voice and whispered into Micah’s ear, “Besides, don’t forget that I’m old enough to make you come until you scream.”

“So am I,” Justin said, leaning in their direction and pinching Micah’s backside. 

“Thank God,” Micah agreed, turning his head to the side and stealing a kiss.

“Have you two found any costumes you like?” Justin asked, fingering through the doctor costumes Keith had stopped in front of.

“No,” Micah sighed. “They’re all pretty stupid.”

“It’s not that they’re stupid,” Keith amended, “it’s just that there’s nothing good for the three of us to do as a group.” 

“I should dress you two up like ponies,” Justin said, snaking his hand around Micah’s throat and pulling him backward so their bodies collided. Micah inhaled sharply and relaxed against Justin’s broad chest.

“Put bits in your mouths and whip you until you behave.”

Beside him, Keith’s breath hitched. 

“Do you like that idea?” Justin asked, flexing his fingers around Micah’s throat. 

“It’s not a bad one,” Keith rasped, as Micah was unable to form the words under Justin’s restraint. 

“I don’t think we’re going to find that here,” Justin mused.

Micah’s cock pressed against the fly of his jeans. He knew they were only talking about Halloween costumes, but that kind of play wasn’t something they’d ever even talked about before and he was surprised that he found the idea of being gagged and cropped in the role of a pony to be appealing. 

Justin released his throat and slid his hand down to tangle their fingers together, reaching for Keith with his other hand and pulling them both toward the exit of the store. 

“Would you really make us wear gags the whole night?” Micah managed to ask as they stepped into the parking lot.

“It’s not a terrible idea.”

Justin unlocked the car. 

A handful of hours later Micah stood sandwiched between Keith and Justin, staring down at their recent purchases spread across the bed.

“I can’t believe you were serious,” Keith mumbled, flicking at the end of a bit gag with his finger.

“I like the idea,” Justin agreed, picking up a horsehair butt plug and passing it to Micah with a deviant smile. 

“How are we supposed to wear pants with these?” Micah asked, casting a sidelong glance at Justin.

“You don’t,” Justin laughed. “That’s what the jocks are for.”

Keith leaned over the bed and picked up a black jock strap, passing it to Micah. “I’m not sure I’m comfortable with this level of public nudity.”

“I’m inclined to agree with you, even though Micah is quite the exhibitionist. In case this never sees the light of day, you two should go put it on now. So I can see you. And then fuck you.”

Justin retreated to the corner of the room, crossing his feet at the ankles and waiting while Micah and Keith stripped out of their clothes. Micah stepped into the jock, the only actual garment they’d purchased, and arranged himself in the cup before picking up one of the tail plugs.

“Something about the idea of this is making me so hard,” Justin said with a groan. 

Micah and Keith shared a glance between them before turning to present themselves to Justin.

“Plug or gag first?” Keith asked, one in each hand. 

“Gag I think,” Justin confirmed, pushing off the wall and closing the space between them. 

He went to Keith first, running his fingers through Keith’s tangled curls and massaging his scalp. Keith rolled his head side to side and practically purred at the attention. A small whimper left his mouth when Justin stopped and reached for the bit gag. 

Keith obediently opened his mouth and Justin slipped the silicone rod between Keith’s teeth. Justin pulled the gag until the bit stretched at Keith’s lips and a line of saliva leaked from the corner of his mouth. He buckled it and turned Keith to face him, tracing a finger over the black gag between Keith’s teeth.

“Jesus,” Justin muttered with a small shake of his head. “Get on all fours. On the floor.”

Keith did as he was told, and Justin turned his attention to Micah, taking the gag from his hands.

“Turn,” Justin told him, and Micah did, his cock already pressing at the fabric of the jock. This shouldn’t be as arousing as it was. 

“Open,” Justin said, and Micah opened his mouth, his cock throbbing as the bit was forced into his mouth.

Ball gags were one thing. Hook gags, funnel gags…Micah wasn’t new to being gagged, but something about the bit gag was just demeaning enough to trip triggers Micah didn’t even know he had. He closed his eyes and moaned when Justin tightened it at the back of his head.

“On your knees,” Justin whispered, and Micah lowered his body to the floor, aligning himself with Keith, who was already drooling a puddle.

“I don’t know what I did to get so lucky,” Justin mused, running his palms up Micah’s and Keith’s spines.

Micah dropped his head and closed his eyes, focusing on his jagged intake of breath. A lube bottle was opened and a slick finger swirled over his hole. Micah jerked and Keith did too. Micah looked to the side, Keith’s slack face an indicator Justin was touching him in the same way.

Justin pushed a finger inside of Micah, and he bit down on the rubber gag, stifling a moan. Justin fucked his finger in and out of Micah’s ass, adding a second, and a third, stretching him to the point of discomfort. Micah felt the tip of Justin’s pinky finger dance against his rim and his fear and excitement at the prospect of that intrusion caused his dick to leak. 

“Oh, you like that, do you?” Justin asked from behind him.

Micah made what he hoped was a whinnying noise and jerked his head.

Justin chuckled and withdrew his fingers. 

Beside him, Keith whined.

“I was just going to plug you up so I could see those tails swish around, but I had a better idea,” Justin advised. He pushed inside of Micah with one smooth thrust. Micah threw his head backward and groaned, flexing his fingers against the floor to brace himself from the strength of Justin’s thrusts.

As soon as he got used to the punishing rhythm Justin had set, Justin pulled out and moved to Keith, picking up where he’d left off. Keith cried out around the gag, the sounds turning to whimpers the faster Justin moved.

Justin continued that way, switching off between fucking them until they were both whimpering puddles of spit and sweat on the ground.

“Gonna fill you up and plug you,” Justin forced out through gritted teeth. His cock swelled inside of Micah as he came, but he pulled out quickly and was gone. Keith shouted in shock next to him. Fingers filled Micah and fucked his ass in the absence of Justin’s cock, pushing his cum deeper inside of his channel. 

“I love the way the two of you look like this. All red skin and leaking holes. All mine.”

Micah and Keith cried out at the same time, the hard silicone plug stretching and filling Micah’s hole as Justin plugged him. He twisted the long hairs of the tail with a chuckle. 

“Fuck,” Justin grunted, slapping his palm against Micah’s ass. “These are definitely not Halloween costumes. My cock is already hard again seeing the two of you like this.” 

Justin walked across the room to the dresser, pulling a riding crop out of a drawer and returning to them. He dragged the crop down Keith’s back and swatted him on his ass. He looped his hand through the reins of the two gags and pulled, yanking Micah’s and Keith’s heads upright.

Justin took turns striking Micah and Keith, stopping occasionally to twist or tug on the tails lodged deep inside of them. Micah’s cock was so hard it hurt, but Justin showed no signs of slowing.

“Stand up,” he finally said. Micah did so, slowly, his hips and knees cracking as he unfolded himself from the position he’d been in. 

Justin gripped his shoulder and turned him so he and Keith were facing each other. Keith’s lips were dry and cracked from the gag, a line of drool running down his chin. His cheeks were flushed, his pupils wide. 

“Kiss,” Justin rasped, his voice gruff and scratchy. He cleared his throat and repeated, “Kiss.”

Micah leaned into Keith, their teeth clacking against each other.

“Try harder,” Justin ordered.

Keith lifted his arms and looped them around Micah’s shoulders, pulling him closer. The rubber of their gags bumped and their teeth clashed, dry lips dragging against each other. Micah pulled back slightly, rubbing his cheek across the spit on Keith’s chin.

Justin tugged the tail, pulling it back until the broad base of the plug pulled at Micah’s hole from the inside. Justin’s finger teased around his rim and pushed inside. One finger pressed against the intrusion of the plug and Micah bit hard onto the gag. 

“I love how you love that,” Justin whispered. “How hungry you are for everything I want to give you.”

Justin pulled on the plug, leaving Micah empty.

Keith groaned a moment later, as Justin took his plug out. He dropped his forehead against Micah’s with a shocked breath.

“I bet Keith would like that,” Justin continued, teasing his fingers around Micah’s ass. “He’d let me fuck you with his cock. With my cock. Stretch that tight hole of yours until you begged us to stop.”

Micah muttered a curse around the gag. 

“What do you think about that?” Justin asked, sinking his teeth into Keith’s shoulder. Keith winced and grunted.

Micah was desperate for what Justin was offering. He needed to hear about it, he needed to know about it, he needed it to happen. He’d take anything Justin and Keith wanted to give him. Two cocks, hands, wrists, whatever they felt he deserved he would happily take. Even if it hurt. Even if it made him cry. Even if he didn’t think his body would let him yield to them another inch, he would.

Micah had faith neither man would give him more than he could handle. 

Justin reached behind Micah’s head and loosened the clasp on the gag. It popped out of his mouth and Micah worked his jaw to bring the movement back while Justin pulled the buckle loose on Keith’s. He touched them both, gently, reverently, eyes shifting from one to the other, overwrought with unspoken emotion.

Justin pushed the waistbands of their jocks down and revealed their cocks, both hard and wet and ready. He took their cocks in his fist and stroked them. Micah shuddered and lifted his hands to Keith’s shoulders to brace himself. 

Keith licked his lips, and Justin stilled his hand, sucking in a loud breath.

“I love you both,” he said softly. “I love you both so much.”

Micah turned to Justin and smiled, appreciative of the words that Justin always held so close to his chest. Micah never doubted that Justin loved him. He’d never doubted that. But somehow, even knowing that Justin loved him, every time he heard the words his heart skipped a beat like it did the first time.

“I love you,” Micah told him.

“I love you, too,” Keith answered, reaching up and tracing his fingertips softly across Justin’s cheek.

There was something about this moment that seemed more than normal, more than the other times they’d exchanged this affection between themselves. Micah reached for Justin and Keith’s hands, twisting their fingers together and tugging down until Justin and Keith had joined hands as well.

And somehow, in that moment, in that tight circle in their bedroom, they exchanged a silent vow, promising a future and a life that Micah hadn’t ever dreamed of before that night.