Will you play with me? (One shots)

"Come on! Hurry up Chris!!!!!" You yelled from downstairs, con bag ready and props twirling. Today was the day Chris and Scott were taking you to the local convention, your first one ever. Of course your favorite dorks did Call of Duty. You dressed as Maka from Soul eater, complete with trench coat and short booty cheek peeking red plaid skirt. "Yeah yeah go get in the truck." Chris laughed as he tried to sound annoyed. You basically ran to the truck and hopped in the back seat. Confusion spread across your face as Scott got in the drivers seat, Chris put everything in the front passenger, and crawled in back with you. Especially since both men were over 6' tall. The confusion soon transformed to terror as you remember you guys lived in the foot hills out side of LA.... And again... Scott was behind the wheel. As the boys got comfortable, you quickly levitated as Chris secured you in his lap, his legs spread just enough for yours to be in between. "There there, the perfect fit for a drive." "You lucky bastard, on the way home you're driving." They began to bicker like an old married couple as the drive started, though your mind was elsewhere. What they didn't know or at least you thought they didn't know is you had inserted one of your vibrators that plugged your hole. Even though it wasn't on it was textured and Scott's 'brilliant' driving was working you up. You didn't notice the radio get louder and the bickering subsiding, you didn't notice how intense Chris's stare became. He placed a firm hand on you hip and using the app that connected to you toy, he turned it on, " Ahh!!" He quickly shoved one of his tactical gloves in your mouth silencing you. "Only good girls get to scream, and good girls don't try to hide their toys," was whispered harshly in your ear. This particular toy not only vibrates but pulsates up and down, edging you just enough to whine. Your heard the zipper of pants and soon felt Chris and his throbbing cock at your back door. You tried to turn around to plead no, not wanting to leak everywhere when this was all done.  But before you could even whimper, good ol' Scott swiftly turn the wheel putting you all on the bumpiest road to town and Chris is slammed into you with no time to think. "MHHHH!! Mm!"  Your eyes water, with his size it always takes your body a moment to adjust, his hands firm on your waist holding you still as he hissed, " Ah! That idiot!" He grumbled. Scott no wiser to the mess about to unfold continues to sing his heart out to Taylor Swift. One of Chris's hands reach for his phone as he turns up the intensity of your toy and slowly starts to lift up and down his shaft. You reach for the glove in your mouth when he swiftly take both hands and ties them to the clothes rod right above your head, " No little one, I want you gagging on my glove as I fuck you senseless, this damn road will help me tear this pretty little ass of yours." He makes sure the glove is down deep enough to choke you but not enough to cause harm. Scott speeds up a bit as the worst and longest part before the city roads comes up. For the next 30 minutes Chris matches his rhythm to the bumps in the road and has your toy on the fastest vibration and speed. You can't feel your legs much but you can feel every intense thrust, your head now leaning back on Chris's shoulders as your a whining moaning mess. Scott now singing lady Gaga only glances a few times and starts to swerve slightly into the worst holes, making sure you feel everything. Soon your legs and insides start to shake and you need release, "Come little kitten, come with your wholes plugged and feel the pressure." Without hesitation you start to come and orgasm like an animal in heat. Your vibrator almost popped out but he catches it and shoves it back in, your moans never stopping. Hearing the mess he's made of you, Chris so follow, shooting his seed deep inside your ass. After a few pants he turns your toy off and pulls a blue jeweled butt plug from his pocket quickly using it to replace his dick. He had taken the glove out of your mouth just to hear your whines, he made sure he brought the bigger one to keep everything inside. "Pl....please Chris..." "I know sweet heart, you can rest for the rest of the ride and I'll clean you up before we go into con. But.... The plugs stay." His voice got lower and more commanding, "do you understand?" "Mhm.... Ye...yes sir," you softly managed. The moment didn't last too long before you guys made it to the highway and held each other for dear life as Scott weaved through traffic and practically drifted to the convention center. "WHO THE HELL LET YOU DRIVE!?!?" You screeched. Scott just laughed and said with a smirk, "Don't worry little bird, I'll be in the back seat on the way home.