Taken from this prompt - also don't own. So all rights belong to the actual owners.

Characters/Pairing(s): Dom/Brian/Vince

Rating(s): Any

Theme(s): PWP, possible Romance, Angst

Kinks/Quirks: Car kink

Deal Breakers: N/A

Anything else you would like to add: Three guys, three cars, one race, winner takes all. What's the prize? Well, you decide.

Brian wondered how he got here. He wasn't complaining but all three of them could acknowledge that when it came to long street races - he was the best. And yet he'd lost, leading him here. He still wasn't sure how that happened but he was also struggling to remember why he would even care.

It was … was hard to think, what with two sets of skilled of mechanics hands taking him apart with all the skill they strip an engine with. He had been thrown onto the bed with a whoosh by an amorous Dom, and Vince had giggled? He must have been too far gone to think that Vince would ever giggle, but no the grumpy mechanic giggled. It must be the sex that was the only answer.

Vince sensing his sarcastic comment stuck his hand beneath his shorts. Brian bucked into the hand, the minute he gripped his dick.

Brian may have let out a whimper - it was hard to contain all his excitement. To start with Vince had gripped his dick, like he had the god given right, and Dom not to be outdone was slowly but surely leaving a trail of hickies across his neck so anyone who looked at Brian would know exactly what he had been up to. He arched his neck though when Dom sucked and bit his pulse point. It was a big kink of his, one that he sensed Dom would ruthlessly exploit.

Vince's voice held a hint of awe, "look at you."

Brian scowled, "Don't look ... touch."

Dom chuckled at the way despite being trapped between the two muscular mechanics, a textbook definition of a writhing hot mess. He was still so demanding and expected people to follow his orders. Then again if he kept making all those delicious noises then Dom was inclined to give in to his demands just this once.

Dom's hands moved away from his neck and slid down past his hips to his ass. Brian moaned and thrust backwards towards him, trying to press against him. He might have succeeded if Vince wasn't pulling him towards him. "Strip Vince, let's really tease Brian."

Vince grinned and put a show on to keep Brian interest, slowly stripping off the string vest and shorts. As a result Brian's face when he felt Dom push one lubed finger inside was pure and innocent - oh and oh so fucking hot. Vince was back on the bed, pressing against Brian's front, sliding against the searing naked flesh. When their cocks met, both let out moans that would have made whores blush, but not Dom - he just smirked.

Brian threw his head back with a whine when one finger became two - it was not enough. He pleaded, "More."

Dom snickered, being the most coherent but not by much, "Should I let you?"

"Please more ... want you inside me, both of you."

Vince paused and his face said just how hot he found the idea and Dom was really never going to refuse that variation - it was the best of all worlds. Dom winked, "We'll get there."

They would but Dom wouldn't hurt Brian - he would have a few orgasms first so he was relaxed. Vince's cock was jutting out proudly and all it would take was Dom bring Brian's head down and it would be perfect alignment. Not wanting to miss a chance that fate had presented - he slowly manipulated Brian until this was the only logical thing.

Brian saw the proud cock just in front of him and licking his lips. He sucked the head into his mouth and nibbled and teased with the best of them all. Brian was licking, swirling his tongue around Vince's erection like it was his favourite lollipop. His concentration suffered though when Dom removed his fingers. He whined sending vibrations down Vince's cock. Any control he had snapped and he grabbed Brian's head, moving it and thrusting forward at his own pace.

Dom saw both of them so uninhibited and free, and wanted to be a part of it. He carefully lined the head of his cock up against Brian's backside, and pushed inside in one smooth motion. Any chance of Brian getting lost in the feeling of being so thoroughly claimed were lost as Vince pulled him back onto his cock.

Brian momentarily struggled with the rhythm being filled so expertly from both ends. He realised that he had to give himself over to the men - let them guide him. He relaxed and thrust back against Dom and started breathing through his nose.

Vince grunted when he nudged the back of Brian's throat. "Fuck me, you're something else."

Dom smirked, "Harder ... Look he is starting to wander."

Brian managed to look guilty even being filled form both holes. Vince wanted to gauge his reaction to the idea. He may be a gruff bastard but he was a gentleman when it came to sex - unless the other participant didn't want him to be. Given the way, Brian's eyes rolled back in his head, and the moan could be felt - he figured he was good. He pulled out and snapped his hips back quicker and Brian groaned - he wasn't going to last. Then again when he looked up at Dom - he wasn't faring much better. Brian really was temptation personified, and just a little too pretty to be real. He looked even better in their bed, there was no way that Dom would let him go back to Harry's.

Dom was struggling to hold off, and the little blonde minx squeezed his inner muscles - he was gone. He thrust deep and hard, emptying himself. He watched Vince give in and climax, followed by Brian. It was ridiculously hot the way he had come untouched. They slowly pulled out of Brian, and Dom caught him as he flopped forward, looking sated and sleepy. He murmured, "I wanted you to both fuck me at the same time."

Dom chuckled as he felt Vince rest at his side, meaning that Brian was draped over them. "Hasn't this bet made you realise - you shouldn't make bets your ass can't cash?"

Brian wriggled wanting to get comfortable, "Please I changed down instead of up. I wanted to lose. So when will you both fuck me?"

The racers moaned at just the thought, feeling their cocks stir despite them having no chance of getting it up again so soon. "Okay so sleep and we'll be ready for round two."

Brian fell asleep with a smile on his face - what did a guy have to do to get his message across?

So Casey_Wolfe wants a sequel who is with her?