Shiro's First Time

	It had been nearly a week with no Galra activity detected in the region. The crew remained constantly alert, but after so long, things began to relax substantially. Princess Allura no longer enforced a schedule or curfew in the castle, and training was optional. Lance was incredibly bored, and even Shiro, who usually was constantly on edge, took frequent naps around in almost every room. It wasn’t until Keith started walking around shirtless that Allura relaxed the dress code as well, assuming that since all were men, with the exception of Pidge, there wouldn’t be any issues. Shiro was initially reluctant to walk around in naught but his underclothes, but it seemed even Pidge was fine wearing a simple tank top and boyshorts. It wasn’t until he was on his way to dinner and he caught sight of Lance that he realized the benefits of such revealing clothing. The younger Paladin was dressed in a pair of very short gray cotton shorts, and a blue t-shirt. As Shiro’s eyes wandered down his body, he caught a glimpse of a very large, very visible bulge, swaying in the front of Lance’s shorts as he walked.
	“Hello Shiro,” said Lance with a sly grin. “Enjoying the view?” Shiro backed off, flustered.
	“Oh, h-hello Lance, I was just, um...looking for something, yeah. I dropped my...beyard.”
	Lance raised an eyebrow. “Shiro, you don’t have a beyard, remember?”
	Shiro responded by smiling awkwardly and rubbing his head. “Oh, yeah, thanks for reminding me. Guess I’ve got nothing else to do...” He looked back down at Lance, hoping for a suggestion. “There’s not much that’s fun to do, is there?”
	Lance hesitated. He didn’t want to mention what he and Keith have been doing almost every night, because he didn’t want Shiro to go to Keith, or involve Keith at all. If Shiro was really curious, then he was going to have the handsome man all to himself. “Well, if you really want to have fun...I can take you into my room and show you what we can do.” He took Shiro by the wrist and pulled him, and Shiro, confused yet curious, went with him.
	“W-What is it? Some kind of game?” he asked innocently. “I might be a bit old for that stuff.”
	Lance snorted. “Oh no, I think you’re the perfect age for this.” He continued leading Shiro towards his room, so confident and eager to have fun with him that he didn’t consider getting caught.
	“Hey!” a familiar, irritating voice called down the hall. Lance turned slowly, already knowing who it was. Keith ran after then, wearing nothing more than a pair of tight black running shorts. “Where do you guys think you’re going?” he asked, grossing his arms.
	“None of your business, Keith,” spat Lance, holding on to Shiro’s thigh. “I’m just about to show Shiro how a real man as fun.”
	Keith rolled his eyes. “With you? Please, you can’t pleasure a man like Shiro. You don’t know how to make him happy.” He took Shiro’s other hand, looking up at him with a winsome smile. “Come with me. I’ll show you a good time, one that’s way better than what Lance can offer you.”
	Shiro, astonished, scanned down Keith’s body. His toned chest, ridged abs, and that sizable bulge in his shorts. His face turning red, he nodded slowly. “Um, o-okay, sure.” He started to walk with Keith, before he felt a tug in his metal hand.
	“Um, excuse me? I had him first!” Lance snapped. “I don’t know what you think you’re doing, but Shiro agreed to come with me and he’s coming with me!” He pulled at Shiro, who turned and gulped.
	“Oh, I’m sorry Lance, I didn’t mean to leave you, I just--”
	“No, no!” said Lance earnestly. “It’s not your fault Shiro, it’s this loser’s.” He glared at Keith. “Honestly, why do you always have to try and one-up me?”
	“Because I actually am one-up on you, or did you forget the time we measured?” he said with a sly grin. Lance grit his teeth and let go, running at him. “Alright, that’s it! We’re going to settle this, here and now!”
	“Guys, STOP!” Lance and Keith both froze, turning to Shiro, who was looking at both of them, exasperated. “Whatever you want to do, if you do it with each other, why can’t you just do it with me...with each other? There’s no need to fight. We’re a team. We should do everything together and cooperate.”
	Lance couldn’t help but smile. It was hilarious that Shiro thought of this as some kind of team bonding activity. He shared a look with Keith, and, eventually, both Paladins smiled. “Alright, big man, we’ll do it.”
	Shiro smiled. “I’m happy to hear it! Now...what exactly are we doing?”

	They had taken him to Lance’s room, as Lance was the most eager to do this, and they sort of made a tradition out of it already. They made sure the door was locked before both of them started to undress. Keith dropped his shorts, revealing a five-inch cock, soft, and his pubes were cleanly shaven. Lance, on the other hand, was a tad smaller, with a nice bush around the base of his shaft. Shiro looked at both of them, his face turning beet red.
	“Alright Shiro, off with your clothes,” said Keith, smirking. “I think you’re going to enjoy this.”
	Shiro gulped and slowly went to work removing his suit and boots, dropping them to the side. He revealed his wide, muscular chest and rigid abs, ravaged with pale scars. Biting down on his lip, he dropped his pants as well. Now all he was wearing was a pair of white briefs. Lance grinned at him. “Briefs, really?”
	Shiro looked down. “Um, they’re comfy,” he admitted, grabbing the waistband. They could already tell he was well-endowed based on the side of the bulge, but when the briefs came off, they were surprised to see just how big it was. Six inches, soft, and quite hairy too. He turned to look at them,  but his eyes drifted to the side, feeling embarrassed. “Is...Is this okay?”
	Lance and Keith stared back. “Um...Yeah! Perfect!” said Lance, blushing. “So you’re going to fuck me first, right?” While Keith shot him a dirty look, Shiro just looked uncomfortable.
	“Uh, I was kind of hoping you guys would...you know, fuck me instead. I want to receive.” This surprised both of them, seeing as Shiro always came across as a natural leader. But neither of them objected. “How do you want to do this?”
	Lance and Keith shared a glance. They knew exactly what to do. Inviting Shiro onto the bed, they had him get on all fours, Lance getting in behind him. He gripped Shiro’s huge, plump cheeks, spreading them apart. Meanwhile, Keith sat on front, kneeling on the pillows. His erect cock throbbed in anticipation. “I’m going to have a lot of fun with you,” he said with a smirk. Shiro looked up at him, eyes wide, trying to figure out what he’s meant to do. He’d never done anything like this before, and while he was eager to try, he wasn’t sure if he’d be able to live up to their expectations.
	“Ready?” Lance called form the back. Shiro lowered his head, bit his lip, and nodded slowly. He expected to feel a sudden, painful thrust, but instead, felt something soft and wet tickling his asshole. He perked up, arching his back.
	“Ooh! That’s—ah….” His hands gripped the sheets tightly as Lance ate his ass, flicking his tongue over the hole while his hands spread the cheeks apart. Keith smiled down at him, stroking his head, letting his fingers rake through his short, thick hair. Shiro found this pleasant and encouraging. He lowered his head, letting Keith pet him while his hips tensed. He could see Keith’s cock, too, mere inches from his face. He wondered when he’d put it in.
	Lance pulled away, smiling, and sat up. “Okay big boy, are you ready for real now?” Again, Shiro nodded, anticipating it with curiosity, and a little trepidation. He felt a sudden pressure as the head of Lance’s cock pressed against his tight hole, and gripped the sheets even tighter.
	“Is...Is this going to hur—AH!” Shiro’s eyes bulged as he felt the cock enter. It was intense, but not as painful as he was expecting. Lance slid out slowly, just a little bit, then thrust again, and Shiro’s entire body tensed in reply. Both Paladin’s watched for his reaction, knowing that some people didn’t respond well to it, but it seemed Shiro was handling it pretty well. Each thrust pushed it further in, and he remained rigid, wondering if this is all it would be. A strange, awkward feeling of having something get pushed into his ass, sliding in and out.
	Then Lance hit his prostate.
	Shiro gasped, his back arching as threw his head back. “AH!~ L-Lance, that...oh, keep going….” His breathing became rapid, and his heart pounded harder in his chest. Another thrust, and Shiro moaned again, quivering. Keith, evidently, felt like this was the perfect opportunity to get involved. He lowered his cock to meet Shiro’s lips. He opened hos mouth to accept it, letting the bottom of the shaft slide along his tongue. His mouth closed around it, and it wasn’t until now that Shiro realized he had no idea how to properly suck a dick. Another thrust from Lance clouded his mind, and he didn’t think about it. He just started sucking sliding his tongue from base to tip, bobbing his head in rhythm with Lance’s thrusts. Keith smiled down at him, running his fingers through his hair once more.
	“Good job Shiro,” he encouraged. “You’re doing great.” Lance looked up at him from across Shiro’s back, smiling. The two Paladins seemed to be enjoying this quite a lot. But for Shiro, this was all new. He didn’t hate this, of course, but he wasn’t sure how he felt about it. He knew he wanted Lance to keep going though, and he did. Each thrust sent a shiver of pleasure through Shiro’s entire body. He increased speed as well, sucking harder and sliding his tongue around the bottom, top, and sides of Keith’s dick. He felt Keith’s hand grip his shoulder, and glanced up to see the Red Paladin with his head tilted back, eyes closed, and back arched. His lips trembled, and Shiro could only assume he was doing a good job. Lance’s grip tightened as well. He didn’t know how much longer they would keep going, but he wasn’t ready to stop. His nostrils flared, accommodating for his inability to breathe through his mouth. And as Lance increased pressure and speed, Shiro felt like his thick, strong legs were going to give out from under him, like he’d simply melt into nothing. His own body quaked and trembled, and he sucked harder, hoping he’d do this the way he was supposed to. None of them spoke now, though Shiro could hear the occasional grunt or moan. He closed his eyes, focusing on sucking Keith off while his whole body undulated in response to Lance’s cock deep within him.
	It was Lance who came first. A loud moan and a deep thrust that didn’t pull out indicated that he  was pumping his seed into Shiro’s ass. He could feel it too, filling up his rectum. He slowed down a little, wanting to relish in this new feeling, but he felt Keith’s hand on his head again, wordlessly communicating that his job still wasn’t done. Obediently, Shiro went back to work, bobbing his head and sucking hard, letting his tongue swirl around the tip, teasing it. Keith gasped a little, and Shiro could taste the slightly salty precum dripping into his mouth. As this was happening, Lance slowly pulled out, letting the cum drip out onto the bed while he laid back, panting, watching the two go at it. Keith grit his teeth, tightening his grip on Shiro while he continued to grunt. Suddenly, he threw his head back, huffing in and out rapidly, and then, his mouth opened. A soft whine came out, and his whole body tensed.
	Shiro had expected the cum, of course, but he didn’t expect the sheer volume of it, or the taste, for that matter. It was quite salty, slightly bitter, and very thick. He held it in his mouth, unsure if he should let it drip out or swallow. He looked up at Keith for direction, seeing that he was still panting heavily. He looked down at him, smiled, and Shiro smiled back, letting the cum drip down the back of his throat before swallowing it.
	Finally, he laid down, burying his face into the sheets. The other Paladins laid back, glancing up at each other. They smiled, then joined their crew mate by laying on the bed beside him.
	“Good work Shiro,” said Lance, patting his back. “Good fucking work.” Shiro turned over, so that he laid on his back, looking up at both of them. He grinned lazily, his eyes half closed. Slowly, he reached up and put his arms around them, his metal arm around Lance, and his left arm around Keith. They laid like that for a while before Shiro finally spoke.
	“You know, I think we’ve grown a lot closer as a team,” he said. “We should do this more often.”