“Yes.” Hudson nodded and teased my neck with the tips of his fingers. “Are you ready for me?”
“More than ready.” I looked up at him and smiled as he tore open a condom and unrolled it on his length.
Now I’m practically begging to be fucked…
Hudson let his fingers drag across my skin as he moved down to the bottom of the bed. My pussy was saturated with my lust, and it had started to spread between my thighs. I had no idea that pleasuring them would turn me on so much, but the evidence was there—I certainly couldn’t hide it. I rolled over onto my back and Hudson positioned himself between my thighs. His cock was still engorged, despite the fact that I had just made him come. He guided his dick towards my wetness and pushed the glans into my virgin pussy. I felt a twinge of pain as I was penetrated for the first time. I knew it would hurt, but I craved the pleasure, and I was so aroused that I didn’t care. He pushed a little further and stretched me around his girth. I wanted to enjoy it—I wanted him to enjoy it. That desire forced me to hide the pain and keep it from registering on my face—until he pushed against my hymen.
“Oh god, you’re so fucking tight.” Hudson exhaled sharply. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“It’s okay.” I reached out and caressed his abdominal muscles. “I want you.”
In that moment, he was the only thing I wanted. I was so turned on that I didn’t care if it hurt. I just wanted him inside me. I wanted the pleasure that would eventually come once the pain faded. Hudson pushed against my hymen with a little more force and I felt it begin to tear. The sting made me bite down on my bottom lip to keep from squealing. It was necessary—I would have to endure it, no matter how much it hurt. He pulled back and then gave me a gentle thrust that pushed past the point where my hymen was. The torn skin was stretched, which amplified the sting. He was struggling with my tightness, but he was determined. He kept pulling back and thrusting, going a little deeper each time. The motion was creating a little pleasure, but it wasn’t quite enough to offer more than a tease.
“Keep going.” I exhaled sharply and wrapped the bedspread around my fists.
Preston started to move, and I wasn’t sure what he was doing until he leaned forward and started kissing my neck. His hands squeezed my breasts and his fingers rubbed against my nipples. His lips and his touch sent shivers through my spine. It made me temporarily lose focus on the pain of penetration. Hudson’s thrusts got faster, but Preston was providing me with enough distraction that they didn’t hurt. Hudson went deeper—stretching even more of my pussy around his incredible girth. I started to feel a new sensation of pleasure that was even more intense than what I felt when their tongues were eagerly bringing me to the first orgasm. My g-spot was definitely not a myth. It made the pain fade and introduced me to a different kind of bliss. The internal stimulation was so much stronger than what I felt underneath their tongues. It made me crave more—I needed that feeling like I needed oxygen to breathe.
“Oh god.” I moaned and felt my muscles tense. “That feels so good—don’t stop.”
“As soon as he’s done, you’re going to belong to me—and by the time I’m done, I’m sure Hudson will be ready to go again.” Preston pressed his lips to my ear as he spoke. “That’s what you want, isn’t it? Both of us—all night long.”
“Yes!” I threw my head back and gasped.
“Your body belongs to us—we’re going to fuck you so many times that you won’t even remember your own name.” Preston’s words echoed in my ears and made me tingle even more.
It was more than just pleasure that engulfed me as Hudson took my innocence and Preston whispered filthy things into my ear. Being wanted—and desired. That was more powerful than lust. It was something I had never known. It touched emotions that had always been denied. I clung to the feeling as the pleasure surged through my veins. The pressure started to build up again, and it was more intense than what I felt before my first orgasm. My muscles were so tight that I could feel them squeezing my bones. Hudson kept hammering his cock into me—and it started to pulsate like it did when he was deep in my throat. He was going to come. I was right there with him. The pressure released and my pussy spasmed on his length. He fell forward, and a roar of pleasure rushed across his lips.
“Oh fuck! I’m gonna come!” He started thrusting into me with more enthusiasm, but they were erratic and out of control.
“Me too!” I started to breathe so hard I was sucking in my own words before they crossed my lips.
I started to cum so hard that I could feel the orgasm from head to toe. Hudson erupted inside me, and the condom filled with his seed. My pussy got so tight when the orgasm ripped through me that he struggled to keep thrusting. The orgasm lasted even longer than the one I had when they pleasured me with their tongues. I was in absolute bliss when it finally started to fade. Hudson slumped forward and then he began to withdraw from me. The instant he shifted on the bed, Preston stopped teasing me with his lips and moved down to take his brother’s place. He unrolled a condom on his length and stroked his engorged cock. I was tingling, but there was a numbness starting to spread across my body. That faded the second Preston started to push himself inside me. My pussy so so sensitive that every inch was orgasmic as he started to descend between my thighs.
“You weren’t kidding—holy shit.” Preston exhaled sharply. “She’s tight as fuck.”
“Don’t take too long.” Hudson looked at his brother and grinned. “I already want more.”
“I’m not going to last long at all.” Preston grimaced. “That’s okay though—I’ll have plenty of time to enjoy this pretty pussy before the sun comes up.”
I guess they really aren’t planning to stop after they both get a turn.
Preston forced his cock all the way inside me before he started to thrust. His thrusts were a little more vigorous than Hudson’s. He made my g-spot come alive in seconds and the euphoria was immediate. I still couldn’t believe I was looking up at Preston Anderson—that the desire in his eyes was for me. All of the times I walked by him in the hall—all of the times I let myself sneak a glance at the guy I couldn’t have. I never dreamed that it would culminate in passion on graduation night. I was almost certain I would leave Andalusia a virgin and Preston Anderson would become a memory that was totally forgotten. There was no way I would be able to forget him after the night was over—either of them. At least I would have one good memory to take with me when I left.
I didn’t dare to fool myself into believing that what was happening was going to last longer than one night. Preston Anderson was leaving Andalusia just like I was. He had a football scholarship—the whole school celebrated it when he signed with the University of Alabama. I had no idea what Hudson’s plans were, but he was probably leaving too. It was a shame I never knew that he had a crush on me. It might have made high school a lot more tolerable had I known before graduation night. I hid in my own darkness because it was the only thing I had. None of that would matter once I was gone. The Anderson brothers might be a fond memory, but that was all they would ever be.
“I want to feel you come.” Preston leaned forward and started kissing my neck as he continued to thrust himself inside me. “Come for me baby.”
“I’m almost there…” I gasped and wrapped my arms around him.
Preston’s thrusts were so good that I didn’t even really need to come. Just feeling his body crashing into mine was enough to send euphoria surging through my body. It wasn’t all I was going to feel though, because I could feel the pressure trying to build. It was harder to embrace it after cumming twice, but I craved another trip to paradise. His hips hammered his cock deep inside me. His lips on my neck magnified the pleasure. The pressure started to build faster. I was definitely going to come. Preston’s cock throbbed inside me and started to pulsate. Feeling those pulsations against my g-spot pushed me over the edge. My pussy spasmed and my weak muscles were forced to tense up again. My lips parted, and a scream rushed from my throat
. If the music downstairs hadn’t been so loud, everyone in the house would have heard the orgasmic bliss rush through my body.
“Oh god! I’m gonna come!” Preston threw his head back and roared with pleasure.
The orgasm was downright powerful. It took me to heaven and sent me crashing into the mattress as my body shook. He erupted inside me and filled the condom while my pussy milked the cum from his shaft. His thrusts started to slow, and the orgasm began to fade. My head spun, and my muscles were so weak that I wasn’t sure I could even move. He collapsed on top of me and kissed my neck several times before rolling off. They both slid close, wrapping their arms around my exhausted body. I didn’t realize how much I needed that kind of closeness, but at that moment, it was absolutely perfect. Everything else melted away. I allowed myself to feel vulnerable and let go of the fierce shell I closed around my heart after having it broken so many times by those I trusted.
I wish I could cling to this moment forever—even if it isn’t anything more than the afterglow of teenage lust.
* * *
The next morning
The Anderson brothers made good on their promise. They ravaged my body until the sun was peeking above the clouds. I could barely get my muscles to cooperate when I tried to put my jeans on and walking definitely reminded me of everything we did. I was sore but happy. I hated to leave without saying goodbye to them, but they were fast asleep. I told my foster family I would be staying with Melanie, but that created another problem—she would want to know where I went. It was one of those rare moments when I wished I actually had a cell phone. I hoped that she hadn’t called my foster family looking for me—then I would have to explain where I was to them as well. They had been incredibly kind to me, and I didn’t want to lie to them any more than I wanted to lie to Melanie, but I definitely couldn’t tell anyone where I spent graduation night.
“You’re leaving?” Hudson sat up as I walked towards the door.
“We’re probably the last ones here. I really don’t want to be here when the people who normally sleep in this bed show up.” I motioned to the room.
“Good point.” He nodded and nudged his brother. “Wake up, Preston. We need to go home.”
“What?” Preston rubbed his eyes as he sat up. “Nah, we’re good. Mike’s parents are on vacation for a week.”
“Either way, I’d like to do my walk of shame before the whole town wakes up.” I reached for the doorknob.
“Hold on, I’ll drive you home.” Hudson leaned over and grabbed his jeans.
“I need to go to Melanie’s house.” I turned back towards him.
It is a long walk…
“That’s fine. I’ll drop you off there.” He nodded and started putting on his shoes once he slid his gorgeous body into his clothes.
I knew how to sneak into Melanie’s house without getting caught. I had certainly done it enough over the years. Sometimes she was right there beside me, but a few times I found myself without a bed to sleep in and just crashed on her bedroom floor. I just needed to make it there before anyone in the house was awake—especially Melanie. I could tell her I left the party early and hung out at an all-night diner or something. She already knew I didn’t want to go to the party to begin with, so that would be believable—I hoped. I doubted she would ask many questions if I was there when she woke up. Hudson drove me to the end of her block, and I told him I would walk the rest of the way. I didn’t want him to drop me off in front of her house because Melanie would definitely recognize the car if she was awake.
“What are you planning to do now that high school is over?” Hudson looked over at me as his car came to a stop.
“I’m going to college in the fall.” I looked towards him and smiled.
“That’s several months away.” A grin slowly formed on the edge of his lips. “Does that mean we might get to see each other again?”
He wants to see me again?
“Maybe…” I nodded and opened the passenger side door.
5
Preston
Present day
“We’ve got a call.” I walked over and kicked my brother’s chair. “Wake up.”
“Fuck man, I finally closed my eyes.” Hudson grunted as he sat up.
“I guess we’re not getting any rest today. So much for a quiet shift.” I shrugged and walked over to put on my equipment.
It was pretty rare for us to actually have a fire in Andalusia, but we responded to calls all over the county. Most of the really small towns didn’t even have an engine, so if they had a fire that a bucket of water couldn’t put out, we got the call. I didn’t mind since it kept us busy, and it was good to actually earn our paycheck. The chief filled us in while we got dressed. We were dealing with a fire at a farmhouse several miles outside of Andalusia city limits. That wasn’t going to be an easy call since we couldn’t do much more than contain the fire and wait for it to burn down. They didn’t have any hydrants that far out. It was always difficult to watch someone’s house go up the smoke, especially when we didn’t have any way to really intervene. The family was safe though, and that was all the truly mattered. Their things could be replaced, and if we were able to keep it from spreading, his crops would be safe from everything but the heat.
“Alright, let’s go.” I grabbed the keys to the fire engine and motioned for Hudson to follow me.
“Nah, I’m driving.” He took the keys out of my hand. “You drove last time.”
“I drove the truck to fucking Starbucks. That doesn’t count.” I grunted and walked around the passenger side—it wasn’t worth the fight because my brother was stubborn when he wanted to be.
Although neither of us had talked about it since we got back to the station, I knew that both of us were thinking about the woman we saw earlier that morning. Eliza Abner. It had been five years since she left Andalusia, and things didn’t end well. My brother had a crush on her in high school, but he was too much of a chicken shit to ask her out. Everyone said she was a slut, but I had my doubts. All of the guys that cracked jokes about her in the locker room couldn’t name a single guy she had actually fucked. I decided to see if the rumors were true when I saw her go upstairs alone at the graduation party. Hudson didn’t have the balls to try and get in her panties, but I certainly did. Unfortunately, he walked in before I got a chance and I was forced to improvise. Hudson got to go balls deep in his crush and I got to fuck a hot girl on graduation night. That should have been the end of it, but it wasn’t. My stupid brother had to fall in love.
“It’s just a few miles up the road.” Hudson leaned forward. “Yeah, I can see the smoke.”
“Hopefully we can get it contained before it spreads.” I nodded and sighed.
We got to the farmhouse, and it was clear that there was no saving it. We hooked our hose up to the tank on the back of the engine and did our best to saturate the ground around the perimeter. Even if we called for the chief to send out the tanker with the rest of our water reserves, we would drain it dry without putting out the fire. If we had several engines and hoses, we might have been able to get it out if the tanker was there, but rural Alabama wasn’t prepared for that kind of endeavor. I worked the hose and kept the water flowing while Hudson consoled the family. He was good at that sort of shit. The sheriff arrived not long after we did and gave the family a ride into town. There was no reason for them to stand there and watch their house burn to the ground. It would be painful enough to sift through the wreckage once the fire was out.
“I hate this.” Hudson walked over and took the hose from me. “We should be able to do more.”
“Run for mayor.” I shrugged and walked back to the truck. “Nobody else gets to decide where the tax dollars are spent.”
“I bet Mayor Watson would have a different opinion if it was his house on fire.” Hudson turned the hose to the other side of the house when a beam broke and some embers spewed through the roof.
“I’m sure he would.” I grabbed a bottle of water and took
a sip. “But unless you plan on becoming an arsonist, that’s not going to happen.”
“Arsonist or mayor…” He grunted and shook his head. “What a fucking choice.”
“Not one I’d want to make.” I put down the bottle and walked over to take the hose from him.
Not that I ever thought I’d be a firefighter either…
I left Andalusia with a lot of hope and a bunch of dreams. I was going to be the starting quarterback for the Alabama Crimson Tide, and then I was going to be the first guy from Andalusia to make it in the NFL. All of those hopes and dreams died on the football field when a linebacker slammed into my knee the first time I took a snap. That sickening crunch put me on a surgeon’s table and effectively ended my football career. I tried to get back on the field again after I recovered, but I was just a big guy with muscles—I was no longer an athlete. All of the feats I used to be able to perform weren’t going to be seen again unless someone watched some old film footage of me in high school. I dropped out of college, moved back home to Andalusia, and lost myself in the bottle for a couple of years. My brother pulled me back from rock bottom and convinced me to go to the fire academy.
I didn’t deserve redemption, especially from him—not after what I did.
* * *
Five years ago
“Come on, bro. Give me one more rep.” Hudson leaned over with his hands underneath the barbell to make sure I didn’t drop it on my chest. “You can do it.”
“Ugh!” I brought the weight down and grunted as I pushed it back overhead. “Okay, I’m done.”
“One more…” Hudson grinned. “You don’t want to be bench pressing less than three hundred when you get to college.”
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