by MLJ Quigg
“I guess we all fell asleep. We only got back today, and we are all exhausted.”
“What’s your name?” the other boy asked.
“My name’s Mike. What are your names?”
“I’m Connor. This is Jackson, and our sister is Madilyn.”
“Well, pleased to meet you.”
Before I could say anything else, Tiny had started to stir. I looked down at her, and she opened her eyes. She smiled up at me and yawned.
“Sorry, Mike. Guess I fell asleep,” she apologised.
“That’s fine. I did, too. Woke up to being poked on the arm.”
“Huh, what do you mean?”
I nodded my head in the kids’ direction.
She turned her head and looked at her children. A huge smile graced her face as she jumped up and fell to her knees grabbing the kids in a fierce hug. “Oh, my babies… I missed you so much. Look how big you’re getting,” Tiny cried.
“We missed you, too, Mum. How did it go? You’ve been gone for ages. Did you get in?” Madilyn asked.
“I got through the course. It was so hard. These guys plus one more are all that managed to pass out of one hundred and thirty. We’re all exhausted.”
“Nan wanted us to see if you were awake,” Jackson commented.
“Well, Jack. Let’s go and see what Nan wants, okay?” she declared.
Tiny stood, and the boys were nearly her height. She walked off, and I closed my eyes again.
Man, I was tired.
So much so, I thought I could sleep for the entire week.
Mike
We were sitting in the lounge room eating dinner when the front door opened. A behemoth of a man walked through and froze. He was my height, about six foot five. Mid-fifties or so. Black curly hair going on grey. Blue eyes. He was wearing a tight black T-shirt with Henderson Security on the left pocket which showed his muscular chest and six-pack abdomen. Thick thighs encased in dark denim jeans. Tiny jumped up and ran to him. He smiled and grabbed her, lifting her clean off her feet, and her legs dangled about two feet in the air as he held her tight to his chest.
Tiny wrapped her arms around his neck and put her head on his shoulder.
“You’re a sight for sore eyes, baby. God. I missed the fuck out of you,” came out in a deep voice with an American accent.
“I missed you, too, Daddy,”
“Okay, who are all these bodies?” he asked.
“These are the guys who did the course with me. We’re all that got through. There was one more as well, but he went home to his wife and daughter. We have to report back to Base next week, and I’ve invited the guys here to relax. They had the option of staying at the Base, but none wanted to have anything to do with the place after the last three weeks of hell we’ve all been through.”
He put her down and gave her another hug and kiss on the forehead, then she made her way to her place beside me again.
“Fair enough. Welcome guys. Make yourself at home. I’m Richard. Not sir nor Mr. Henderson. Just Richard.”
“Yes, sir,” we all replied and winced.
“Sorry, Richard. Natural reaction,” I grimaced.
“It’s cool. Don’t panic. Shows respect. Just don’t forget it,” he replied laughing.
“Hey, honey, you’re home early. Want some dinner?” Mary asked coming into the room.
“Sure do, baby. Come here and give me some sugar,” he grabbed and kissed her deeply.
“Ewww, Pop, please… not in front of us.”
“Shut it, Jacky. When you’re older and have a fine-ass woman like this, you’ll kiss the fuck out of her whenever you can. Don’t let a second go by without her knowin’ how much you love her,” he declared.
“Language, honey. Not in front of the kids,” Mary rebuked him.
“Baby, they gotta learn. You can say this kinda shit when you’re older. Don’t give a fuck then. At this stage, they gotta learn right from wrong. They don’t swear in front of us. They do, they’ll get their asses kicked. Shoulda done it with Tiny, and she swears worse than me.” He chuckled.
“Do not, Daddy…. I’m an angel,” Tiny scoffed.
“That’s a bald-faced lie,” a voice commented behind Richard.
“Oh my God. Dave. Get your fucking arse in here,” Tiny yelled.
“See, I told you.” Richard Laughed.
I watched as a fucking sex god walked around the corner. Holy shit. This guy was gorgeous. He was exactly like Tiny had described. Long, dark brown hair hitting past his shoulders. Piercing emerald green eyes. Slightly squared chin. Five o’clock shadow covering his jaw. Six foot. Tattoos down both arms to his wrists, visible in his skin-tight T-shirt. Fuck me. She was right, he does look like Johnny Depp. He was fucking hot, and I was captivated by him. It was intsa-lust. My cock twitched in my pants.
I trailed my eyes over him and took in the thick thighs encased in black jeans and biker boots. He brought out feelings I hadn’t felt in a long time. I wanted to fuck him so bad right now. Maybe I was horny, hell, there’s no maybe about it. I was horny. I had to adjust myself discretely so as not to show the tenting in my pants. Fucking hell, I think a cold shower would be in order for me before the night was through.
He caught Tiny as she jumped into his arms, and she wrapped her arms and legs around him like a fucking monkey.
“Fuck, it’s good to see you. I missed the fuck out of you, my brother from another mother,” she murmured.
“I missed you, too, my sister from another mister. How you goin’, monkey? You look like shit. You’ve lost weight. Not that you had much to begin with,” he sighed.
“Yeah, I’m good now. It was fucking gruelling, that’s for sure. Hardest thing I’ve ever been through, but I made it, and now I’m here,” she agreed still in his arms.
“I’m gonna go grab some dinner, you guys enjoy yourselves,” Richard commented and walked out with his arm around Mary’s shoulder.
Dave looked up and over Tiny’s shoulder, and his eyes widened.
“Holy fuckin’ shitballs, girl. Where did they come from? Is this an early birthday present?” he asked.
“No. You dag. These are the guys who were doing the course with me. We’re all that made it, plus another who’s not here. Come on. Let me introduce you to them. The big guy here is Mike,” she laughed after again introducing all of us.
“Ummm… hi guys. I’m Dave. Nice to meet you all.” He chuckled.
He went around and shook all our hands, and when he finished with me, I had an electric tingle run up my arm. I had finally gotten the hard-on to minimise, it hadn’t gone away, but it was back in full force from just a touch of his hand in mine. His eyes widened as well. Oh yeah, he felt that too.
“Nice to meet you, Dave. Tiny’s told us all about you,” I murmured.
He swung around and looked at her with wide eyes, I don’t think he realised he was still holding my hand. Like I seriously gave a fuck, though. Felt nice. Not going to complain.
“She did, did she? What’s she said?” he stammered.
I put my hand on his back to remind him he still had my hand. He quickly jumped away and winced.
“Sorry. Not you, hon. Tattoo’s healing. It’s a bit tender,” he insisted.
“Oh my God. You finished it? Show me. Show me,” Tiny cried trying to pull his top up.
“Hold your horses, woman. Jeez.” He laughed.
He turned his back to her so he was facing me, and dropped my hand with a blush as he realised he was still holding it. He mouthed ‘sorry’ at me and gripped the bottom of his T-shirt and pulled it up and over his head. Everyone gasped. The tattoo on his front was a full chest piece of a phoenix with a girl that looked exactly like Tiny at the bottom. It was done to look like the phoenix had come out of her back. Everyone was staring at the one on his back, the tattoo I had yet to see.
I slowly looked him over—pecs were well defined, nipples pierced, nice six-pack abs, brown hair leading down into his jeans which bulged around his groi
n. He wasn’t hard but had a sizable cock by the look of what he was packing. I licked my lips, and he gasped. I shot my eyes up to his, and his widened when he obviously saw the appreciation, lust, and hunger in my eyes. I raised an eyebrow and smiled at him. I mouthed ‘nice’, and he blushed. It was fucking adorable.
“That’s a nice fucking tattoo. How many hours did that take?” Benny gushed.
“It took over two hundred and fifty hours. Last session was yesterday. Thank God. Took over a year to complete. The one on my chest took ninety hours. Arms both took a hundred hours each,” Dave replied.
“Turn around. Show us the one on your chest,” Tweety insisted.
He turned, and once again we all gasped. His back was magnificent. Holy shit! The detail was fantastic. It was a whole fantasy scene. On his back at the right shoulder he had a castle with dragons circling around it. The left shoulder was a dragon in flight breathing fire flying toward the bottom, and the middle are dragons soaring to a battle scene on his lower back. Elves and dwarfs were running from the castle and into battle with black soldiers that all had their backs to us.
“Holy shit. Is that you, Tiny?” Bazza asked.
“Yep. Had to pose like that so he could sketch me. Had no idea he was doing it till he came in and showed me. I love his chest tattoo. It’s very fitting for both of us,” she exclaimed.
“What do you mean?” I questioned.
“Just the shit we’ve both been through,” she replied.
“Did you design them all?”
He pulled his T-shirt on, and I pouted. Leave it off, I was enjoying the view.
He turned and smiled at me. “Yes, I did. I love to draw. I sell in a gallery as well,” he mumbled blushing once again.
“Really. Do you have any we can see?” Benny asked.
“Yep. That one.”
I looked in the direction he was pointing, and there was a photo of Monique, her parents, and the kids when they were babies. The photo was huge. It was full-on poster size.
I looked at it closely. “No fucking way. That’s a painting?” I asked while I walked over to it. Yep, it sure was because you could see the brush strokes, but it appeared so authentic.
“Fucking hell, thought that was a photo. That’s bloody unbelievable. It looks so real,” Tweety declared.
“I was thinking the same thing,” Benny continued.
“I think we all were,” I stated.
“The kids were about six months old. I know they look like new-borns but they were born at twenty-nine weeks and could fit into the palm of my hand they were so small. This was just before we brought them home from the hospital,” Tiny explained.
“Sorry, guys, but I’m fucking knackered. I need some more sleep.” Bazza yawned.
I looked around, and we were all nodding.
“Good idea. Jackson, can you and Connor go downstairs to the garage and get a king-size air mattress, please? All of you kids are gonna sleep in my room. That way we have four beds cleared up,” Tiny instructed.
“I’ll bunk with you, Monique. They can have my room, too. It’s a king so the bigger guys can have room and plus, there’s plenty of floor space, too,” Dave insisted.
“I was gonna ask that. Okay, Mike can sleep with us, with the kids on the floor, that leaves five rooms open. Two to each bed and two on the floor. You guys make up your mind what you wanna do, and I’ll show you to the rooms.” She smiled. “Next thing, guys... bathrooms. There’s one in Dave’s room, one in the guest suite, and one in my room. The kids share one. Sorry, but that’s all we got. It’ll have to do. The hot water system is huge, but I still suggest taking a quick scrub tonight and rotate night and morning from then on.”
“‘Night, Tiny, and thanks again,” Tweety declared.
“You’re all welcome. We’re all a family now. You’re my brothers… oh, my poor Mum, she has no idea what I got her into.” She laughed and looked over at her children. “Come on, kids, let’s get you sorted so you can get some sleep. You have school tomorrow.” Glancing back to us, she continued, “I’m going to bed. So, goodnight everyone, and I’ll see you all in the morning.”
Four guys each in different rooms. Four in each of Dave’s bedroom, the guest suite, Jackson’s room and Connor’s and three took Madilyn’s.
Tiny showed them to their rooms, and by the time she was stepping out of Madilyn’s bedroom, the kids had the mattress on the floor in her room and were already in bed.
The kids grabbed what they needed for tomorrow and took what they had gathered to Tiny’s room and made up their bed. I followed Dave and he did the same thing in his room.
Dave and I walked into Tiny’s room and after having a quick shower, I climbed into bed with Tiny in the middle and Dave on the other side. There was still enough room to walk around without running into the kids and a clear path to the bathroom which was a bonus.
Tiny started to squirm and all of a sudden, she flipped the blankets off and crawled out of bed. She climbed in with her kids and settled down between Connor and Madilyn. They cuddled up to her and she closed her eyes with a contented smile. “I missed you kids so much. I just have to hold you all night. You’re finally in my arms again. Expect lots of cuddles, and me keeping you close for the week,” she declared ending in a yawn.
Dave laughed and pulled the covers over us. “Just go with it. She loves those kids. Never seen someone with so much love before. Remarkable woman that one,” Dave whispered.
“I know. Amazing.” I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.
Mike
I woke up feeling like I was inside a furnace. Fuck, when had it gotten so damn hot? I looked around and realised I was still in Tiny’s bed. I checked where she and the kids were, and the air mattress was empty. I looked to my right, and Dave was fast asleep, half on top of me with his arm and leg over me. I also noticed my cock was hard as a rock. Not just morning wood but a full-on hard-on.
Fuck. How did I get out of this without waking him?
I tried to lift his arm, and his eyes sprung open sleepily. He looked at me and noticed where he was and quickly scrambled away.
“I’m so sorry. I didn’t even notice I was so close to you. Shit. Ummm…” he stuttered.
It was so adorable I laughed out loud. He looked at me strangely.
“I don’t mind, you can cuddle up to me whenever you want. I was only trying to move, so I didn’t wake you.”
“Oh, okay. Well… I’m awake. Man, I slept like a log. What time is it?”
I looked around and noticed the time. Holy shit, we slept over twelve hours.
“Ten.”
“Huh. No wonder I feel so rested.”
“Come back here, babe. You feel nice in my arms.”
His eyes widened and a blush started to redden his cheeks. “Are you sure that’s a good idea?”
“Fucking oath it is. Get that cute arse here, now. I wanna hold you,” I demanded gruffly.
He shuffled over to me, so I grabbed him around the waist and pulled him into me. He settled by my side and put his arm over my stomach.
I took a deep breath trying to get myself under control when his hand started running in circles all over my stomach up to my chest.
“Fuck, you have a nice body. So many muscles,” he groaned so quietly I only just heard him.
“So do you.”
“Really?” He lifted his head looking me in the eyes.
“Fuck yes. You wanna know how much I like your body? Run your hand lower, babe, and you’ll find out,” I demanded huskily.
He did just that. His hand ran down my chest to my stomach then lower still to my pelvis. By that time, I was practically panting. Fuck, his hands on me feel fantastic. They continued lower to my boxer briefs, and then his hand ran over my hard-as-fuck cock. Oh God, so good.
“See. I told you. Hard as a fucking rock. That’s all for you,” I repeated.
He moulded his hand to my cock and held it tight then started to stroke it outside my underwear.
Fuck this. I wanna have it all.
“You gotta know something before we start anything, Dave. I have a very dominant personality, especially in the bedroom. Do you understand what I’m saying to you?” He was nodding his head in agreement, so I continued, “I’m a top. I’ve had guys fuck me, but I don’t enjoy it. I’d rather give than take,” I state.
“Yes. I understand completely. I’m a bottom. I’ve done the same, but I don’t like it. It seems more natural to me to receive than deliver,” he stated looking me in the eyes without a hint of confusion.
I knew right then and there that he would be the perfect partner for me.
He was still trailing his hand over my stomach. I didn’t think he even realised he was still doing it.
“Go under. Stroke my cock.”
He slid his hand under and grabbed my cock. Yeah, just like that. He’s restricted by the underwear and doesn’t have much room. Fuck that.
“Take them off. Strip me now, babe,” I commanded.
He took his hand off me and grabbed the sides of my briefs and pulled them down off my hips. I lifted for him, and he slid them down my legs. I grabbed my cock and start stroking and as he was down that way anyway, I put my other hand to his neck and guided him to my dripping end. He licked his lips and kissed the end of my cock. Bringing out his tongue, he licked the pre-cum rolling down then up to the slit and licked that as well. I moaned in appreciation of his remarkable talents.
“Fuck! So good. Suck me? Put me in your mouth and make me come,” I panted.
He groaned as he went deeper and deeper. Holy fuck! I looked down, and he had taken the whole thing into his mouth. He swallowed when I felt the back of his throat, and my dick slipped into his throat. I held him there with my hand and pumped my hips. Fuck, yeah. I grabbed his hair to bring him up, and he sucked hard as he withdrew. I pushed him back down to do it all again.
