**Author's Note - So sorry for the long delay, loves. I had college graduation (whoop!) and then a heaping load (heh) of writer's block, but here's the last chapter for all of you who have waited so patiently for it. Also, I did change my pen-name so don't be thrown by that. Enjoy!

Between the throbbing in his chest and the throbbing between his legs, poor Bolin was having a very hard time thinking straight. How had he even gotten here, to this point in his life, boning his ex-girlfriend's twin brothers? Is that a normal thing that happens to people? His mind was racing, but there was a task at hand. A choice to make.

Bolin sucked in a deep breath to steady himself and leaned forward, bracing his elbows against his knees as he contemplated his next move. His attention of course was drawn to the cocks of the men before him who, despite being identical twins, packed very different equipment below the belt.

Wing's cock was undoubtedly longer, with a slight downward curve. Wei's hung shorter and straighter, but boasted a decently impressive girth. His choice seemed obvious.

He cleared his throat and looked up, locking eyes with Wing. With a tremendous effort to ensure his voice didn't crack or falter, he spoke. "Wing, I'll take you behind. And Wei," his gaze shifted to the other twin, "I want you in my mouth."

The twin's faces cracked into the mischievous smiles Bolin had become accustomed to that day. "Perfect!" Wing purred. Wei offered Bolin his hand and gently pulled him up off the couch, taking his spot and settling in. Bolin sunk slowly to his knees, placing his hands tentatively on Wei's thighs. Wei's brow furrowed into a concerned expression, sensing that Bolin seemed a bit on edge.

"Everything ok man? Are we moving too fast?"

"No! No not at all it's just…" Bolin stammered, nervously rubbing the back of his neck. "This is my first… with guys I mean. I don't want to disappoint…" he was cut short as Wing knelt down and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"Don't you worry about that. Just let us know if you need to stop or slow down or anything. You're in control here." He offered a genuine smile and Bolin visibly relaxed, returning the smile and turning his attention back to the thick, stiff task at hand. He moved in closer to Wei, putting his hands to the floor and shifting his knees back and his ass up into a position conducive to being spitroasted by a gorgeous pair of earthbending athletes. He shifted his gaze up to lock eyes with Wei, who smiled and twined his fingers gently through Bolin's thick hair.

"Don't strain yourself. Take it nice and slow." Wei instructed. Bolin nodded. His heart pounding in his ears, he leaned forward, tongue slowly venturing out and brushing against the hard cock in front of him. Wei let out a soft encouraging moan, prompting Bolin to lean further in, putting more pressure into the slow, broad lick all the way up to the tip, already glistening with precum. He opened his mouth wider, and tilted his head forward, bringing the head of Wei's cock into his mouth. He closed his lips around it, tonge still protruding slightly, and slowly worked his way down Wei's length until the tip brushed against the back of his throat. Sputtering slightly, he withdrew and began again, getting a feel for how much he could comfortably fit before his gag reflex kicked in.

"You're doing great." Wei commended in a deep groan, ruffling Bolin's hair encouragingly. Now that he was getting his rhythm, Wing shifted up behind him, placing his hands gently on his hips and massaging his taught ass muscles with his thumbs.

"I'm going to get started back here. Try to relax, and let me know if it hurts." Wing said. He kept one hand steady on Bolin's hip and slicked the fingers of his other by sucking them briefly. He worked slowly and gently, sliding an index finger up along Bolin's taint and eliciting an excited shutter. He pushed against Bolin, feeling him tense at the unfamiliar touch. "Shhh… easy big guy." He rumbled soothingly, using his free hand to gently rub Bolin's lower back. This loosened him up and he relaxed against Wing's fingers, allowing him to slide one, then two fingers in. Bolin groaned around the cock in his mouth, his eyes rolling back into his head. Wing worked expertly at relaxing and opening Bolin up, reveling in the soft noises he made as he grew more and more acquainted with Wei's manhood. "Alright, I'm going in now. Are you doing ok?"

Bolin, unable to tear himself away from Wei, offered Wing a thumbs up and an enthusiastic groan. Wing adjusted his position and guided his cock against Bolin's waiting ass. There was little resistance as he thrust his hips forward, sheathing himself completely inside Bolin, who let loose a loud, high-pitched whine of pleasure.

It wasn't long before the three men fell into a pleasant rhythm. Bolin had conquered his gag reflex and found that he could take Wei entirely into his mouth, but he prefered working the tip and broadly swiping his tongue up and down the shaft. Wei had no major complaints with that plan. Wing began with short, shallow thrusts but was building up to a harder, rougher pace, digging his fingers into Bolin's hips.

"B… Bolin…" Wei gasped, his fingers tightening their grip on Bolin's hair. "I'm really close…" he tugged gently on Bolin's hair, attempting to pull him off. Bolin gave a short whine of protest and looked up at Wei pleadingly. Wei got the hint and chuckled softly. "Alright man, have it your way." Bolin took Wei completely in his mouth, wrapping his tongue around its base and sucking roughly. Wei tensed, arching his back and thrusting his hips forward involuntarily with a rough groan as he came, shooting a hot load straight into Bolin's throat. He gulped it down and released Wei's cock, taking a deep breath as he did. Wei sunk back into the couch with a satisfied sigh, patting Bolin's head affectionately.

Without the distraction of a cock in his mouth, Bolin fully realized how amazing the cock in his ass felt. Wing accompanied each thrust with a soft grunt, throwing his entire weight into his hips roughly pounding forward. Wing leaned over Bolin, resting on top of him and bracing himself with a hand on the floor. With his other hand he reached around and grasped Bolin's erection lightly, feeling it pulse between his fingers.

"Ahh.. Wing.. fuck…" Bolin stuttered, trying to articulate his thoughts.

"Are you going to come for me, Bolin?" Wing rumbled lowly into his ear. Wing's tone sent a shiver down Bolin's spine in the best sort of way.

"I.. hng… …." Bolin quietly whined. "P… please Wing…." Bolin shifted back into Wing's hips, his whole body shaking with the need for release.

"Well, since you asked so nicely…" Wing tightened his grip on Bolin's cock and shifted the weight of his hips downward, putting pressure on Bolin's prostate while pumping his erection. Bolin sucked in a sharp breath through clenched teeth and tried to stifle a shriek as he came harder than he ever had in his life. His eyes rolled back and he panted roughly, shaking on all fours as burst after burst of cum splattered onto the floor. Bolin's clenching muscles and heaving body soon sent Wing over the edge as well and he thrust hard and deep into Bolin, grasping his hips and pulling him in roughly with a feral snarl as he came. He finished with a few more long, deep thrusts and then withdrew, wiping a hand across his sweat-beaded forehead.

Wing and Bolin paused for a moment on the floor, panting heavily to catch their breath. Wei patted the spot next to him on the couch and broke the silence. "Come on up here Bolin. You did great." He smiled and helped Bolin clamor up and then fall with a thud down onto the couch. Wing pulled himself up and sat on the other side, slinging an arm across Bolin's broad shoulders with a contented sigh.

"I'd say so. How about you, bro? How are you feeling?"

Bolin smiled and nodded weakly, still having a bit of trouble speaking properly. "I… great. Very…. ooohf." He slumped over and rested his head on Wing's chest, placing a hand on Wei's thigh and rubbing it affectionately. Wei snuggled in and put his head on Bolin's shoulder, wrapping an arm around his waist.

"Very ooohf indeed." Wei responded, nuzzling against Bolin's neck.

The three men sat in companionable silence for a while, catching their breath and snuggling against each other. Bolin let his mind drift. This was certainly the nicest "surprise" he had ever gotten, despite all the torment it took to get there. It definitely took his mind off of… what was he sad about? Oh yeah, Opal. Opal left. He looked to his left and to his right at the Beifongs slowly dozing off with their arms wrapped around him.

"I think I'll be alright…" he murmured to himself, settling back into the couch and closing his eyes.

Then, a knock came at the door.

Ohhhhh FUCK.