My cock hardened. She was coming up to the second trimester of her pregnancy and if my memory served me correctly from the last time, she was about to get her mojo back big time. She was as horny as anything when she was pregnant with Zsófia… “Okay.” I agreed and tried to ignore Tom’s broad smile, “I’m in,” I said stoutly, “whatever you want me to do. I’ll do it.”
He laughed out loud, “You might regret saying that.” He said, “Rehearsals are at our house – eight o’clock, sharp.”
I rolled my eyes, “What sort of rehearsals are we talking about?”
He shrugged, his dark eyes dancing, “Just some dance moves and shit. Relax, mate – it’ll be fun.”
I shook my head. It was alright for him. He was as gay as a fucking rainbow. Dancing like a big girl was second nature. Some of us were a little less... flamboyant, shall we say? “Fine,” I said, wondering just how he always managed to wrap me around his little finger. Charm. That was what it was. Tom was just one of those irresistible characters. No wonder Will was whipped...
*
Before Tom had come up with his stupid idea, I’d been freaking out a bit. Not that I thought True would want anyone else – of course not – but being out on the town when she was pregnant didn’t make me feel particularly comfortable. I wanted to go with her to make sure she wasn’t knocked about. I know, I know – I was super over-protective of her. Forgive me. I had anxiety issues left over from losing my best friend and ex-girlfriend in a horrible accident…
Now, though? Well, all that was happening was that they were being taken to the club, shown to the ‘ladies only’ section and then we were going to be performing for a roomful of terrifying women. I shook my head at the utter ridiculousness of it but I couldn’t help being mildly turned on by the thought at the same time…
“It’s a fucking good job we’ve all got rhythm,” Will panted, “These dance moves are fucking stupid, Tom.” He stopped dancing and looked at his husband in exasperation.
Tom grinned, “Oh, alright,” he grumbled, looking a little disappointed, “I’ll rein it in a little. I just like watching you move.”
We all heaved a sigh of relief. Seriously – parts that had never wiggled before were wiggling…
Sam lay on the floor panting but he was laughing. “You lot are seriously crazy.” He said with tears streaming down his face, “I love you guys.”
Luca, who had come along with Emilio to laugh at us all went over and offered his hand, “Nice moves,” he said with a wink, making me wonder if he might be more than just mates with him – not that it mattered to me. If it made them happy, I was all for it.
Sam took his hand eagerly and stood up, “Why aren’t you two dancing with the rest of us?” he asked.
Luca shot him a horrified look, “I’ve got no rhythm,” he said quickly.
Sam opened his mouth to argue and then snapped it shut again, “Right.” He said, “Well, it’s probably time to head off back. I’m on earlies, tomorrow. How about you?”
Luca grinned, “I’ll walk back with you.” He offered, “I’m on earlies, too.”
They disappeared off together. I turned to Emilio, “Is he still seeing that girl?”
Emilio gave me a quizzical look, “Who? Luca?”
I nodded, “Yeah.”
He shrugged, “He’s seeing some girl or other,” he said, “he always is. Why?”
I shook my head. I wasn’t about to start making him question his brother’s multiple relationships with his girlfriends. As far as I could see – he had a pretty damned close relationship with Sam...
Chapter 5 – True
Finally, it was the day of the stag and hen parties. I was a little apprehensive. Every time I asked Maddie what we were doing, she got all vague about it, but managed to look incredibly smug at the same time.
“Seriously,” I rolled my eyes, “I’d be happier just staying home and having a nice meal...”
Maddie shook her head, “Don’t be a party-pooper,” she giggled, “It’ll be great fun at the club.”
“But what are we doing?” I pressed. I was beginning to feel a little stressed – and that wasn’t good for the babies...
She grinned, “You’ll see. Trust me. You’re gonna totally love it.”
Well, I guess I was gonna just have to trust her... “What should I wear? I look like the back end of a bus.” I was grumbling and I knew it but I’d never envisaged being pregnant when we decided on the wedding date. The second pregnancy had come along a little earlier than we’d planned but neither of us wanted to put it off any longer. We could have changed it, but that meant changing too many other things around and besides, I wasn’t all that bothered – my bump wasn’t all that big and I’d still managed to find the most amazing wedding dress, anyway.
She marched over to my wardrobe and pulled out a dress I’d never seen before, “This.” She said. It was the epitome of ‘the little black dress’ and it was absolutely gorgeous.
“Oh, wow.” I murmured, “Where did you find this baby?”
She grinned, “We’re all wearing one – I had it specially altered for you – so it’s as clingy as the rest of ours – but it gives your bump that little extra comfort room.”
I hugged her, “Maddie – you’re a genius!”
She nodded, “I know!” she chuckled, “Now, you’ve got about two hours and then we’ll be going for the meal.”
I nodded, I knew the vague structure of the evening, but she was definitely hiding something and that made me really nervous. “Just promise me that you haven’t hired a male stripper or anything.”
She grinned, “I haven’t hired a male stripper,” she said with such an evil giggle I wanted to throttle her.
“Please tell me.” I begged, “I’m getting really stressed out here.”
She shook her head, “You’re going to love it.” She promised, “Oh, by the way – I’ve invited Luca and Emilio to come along after service tonight. Neither of them was able get away early enough to go out with the boys last week for Sawyer’s stag party – so they’re coming for one last drink. A sort of a toast to you. I think Luca’s bringing his girlfriend along...”
I smiled, “Oh that’s a nice idea.”
Chapter 6 – Maddie
I was lying through my teeth – and really enjoying doing it too!
Sawyer and the boys had gone out for a couple of pints last Friday night. Sawyer wasn’t particularly a party-animal and it was perfectly feasible that he would just want to go out for a drink. In fact, what they were pulling off tonight (no pun intended) was truly miraculous when you considered how reserved Sawyer usually was.
It had been Toby’s idea to invite along Luca and Emilio. I wasn’t all that sure Emilio would join us, but Toby was quite convinced that Luca would come along – and he was also quite convinced he’d come minus the girlfriend. I wasn’t all that sure what that was all about – although Tate often mentioned how fond Sam was of Luca, so... Well, I guess only time would tell.
Chapter 7 – Tom
I’d chatted to the guys who ran the club on a couple of occasions. They all thought it was absolutely brilliant that we were going to perform our very own ‘Full Monty’ routine for Sawyer’s wife and her mates.
“So, are you looking to get married any time soon?” the guy asked, grinning at me a little flirtatiously.
I held up my left hand, “Already snared, mate.” I said with a chuckle.
He grinned, “And what’s the lucky lady’s name?” he asked.
I grinned back at him, “Will,” I said, “He’s my husband.”
He nodded, “Phew!” he said, “I can’t say I’m not disappointed to hear that – but I am glad to hear you’re gay. I didn’t think my gaydar was failing me, but still...” He said, “How long have you been married?”
I grinned at him, “Not long – a few months.”
He smiled, “Any plans for kids in the future?”
I nodded, “Sure,” I agreed, “we’ve alread
y got a daughter but we’re thinking of adding to the family at some time, too.”
He blinked, “Wow.” He said, “You’ve got it all going on, don’t you?”
I nodded, “Yeah.” I agreed, “I’ll bring Will in to meet you next time I come in – and my brothers.”
He smiled, “Brothers, huh?” He said, brightening up, “How many?”
“Four.” I said with a grin.
His jaw dropped, “Four?” he asked, “Wow! How many of them are available?”
I smiled at him but shook my head, “Sadly, only one of them is gay.” I said, “But I’ve got a feeling he’s already got his eye on someone.” And that would definitely be Luca...
His face fell, “Well, that’s a damned shame.” He said, “Particularly if he looks anything like you.”
I grinned and shrugged. Some people said Sam looked similar to the twins and I but I didn’t think he did – not really. Still, I didn’t need to tell him if Sam looked anything like me or not. He’d see that for himself when we all turned up to do our routine in the next couple of days.
Keeping the secret from True was easier than I’d imagined. She really didn’t have a clue and the hen party was getting closer and closer. We were really going to be able to pull it off! I had to take my hat off to Maddie. She’d done a sterling job of pulling the wool over my sister’s eyes. Still, being devious was part of the job when you were in charge of the hen party...
Chapter 8 – Sam
I couldn’t believe it when I peeped through the curtains of the stage and saw Luca and Emilio walk into the club. What the hell were they doing here?
Suddenly I felt a little bit exposed in my teeny-tiny shorts – and knowing that I had on even smaller undies that were going to be on show in the next few minutes was really rather daunting...
I couldn’t help feeling a little bit excited though. He wasn’t here with his girlfriend. He was here with his brother. Had they broken up? I could only hope so...
“Ready guys?” Tom asked, looking nervous for the first time.
We all nodded, with nervous faces of our own. We all knew the routine like the backs of our hands, but still, performing it for real was something entirely different.
The stage manager started making the introductions, “For one night only – in honour of our bride to be, Truelove Fletcher, we have a very special dance troupe, The Full Monty Tribute.” The music started, which was something Tom and Will had put together that had a driving beat and was really sexy.
The curtain went up, earning us a load of whistles and whoops from a mainly female audience. I swallowed hard. Fuck! This was scary...
I focused my attention on Luca. I would just imagine that I was dancing for him only. Well, it wasn’t far off the truth. I’d rather be performing a lap dance for him than for anyone else...
He grinned and waved. I smiled at him. A little thrill went through me that he could recognise me straight away. We were all in costume and all wearing stupid bandit masks and cowboy hats. Oh, yeah – we knew how to make ourselves look completely ridiculous and no mistake...
We were all dancing and removing parts of our costumes on cue. It was brilliant. I couldn’t help noticing that Luca hadn’t taken his eyes off me, which, I’m not gonna lie, was totally thrilling.
As soon as we were done and the audience were going completely bananas, I grabbed my clothes and shot off back to the dressing rooms.
Luca barged in about a minute behind me, “Awesome!” he shouted, laughing. He picked me up and twirled me around, “Fucking awesome!”
I laughed too, totally thrilled that he’d enjoyed it. “Do you think True enjoyed it?” I asked. Well, it was all for her, after all.
Luca nodded, “Hell yeah.” He said, “She and Sawyer have disappeared for their own private lap dance.”
My eyes widened. Fuck, that sounded like a good idea... I raised my eyebrows, “We should totally do that some time.” I murmured before I could stop myself.
Luca nodded, his eyes darkening as he took another long drink of his beer, “We should.” He agreed.
I grabbed my beer and took a big gulp. He did not just say that... did he?
Chapter 9 – Sawyer
My hat was the biggest, my mask was the fanciest and my shorts were the sparkliest. Tom really knew how to make a statement, which was all well and good when you were as gay as a rainbow. I think he sometimes forgot, that with the exception of Will and Sam, the rest of us were straight...
True’s face was a picture when we all trooped out onto the stage and started flinging our limbs around to the driving beat that was Tom and Will’s favourite music – music that I’d grown to love in the past couple of weeks, since we’d been practicing for tonight.
She gaped at the seven of us on the stage in awe. I was at the front, with Tom and Will just behind me, Toby and Trey behind them and then Tate and Sam bringing up the rear...
I knew the exact moment she recognised me. She stood up and squealed loudly, pointing and laughing her head off. I started to laugh at her reaction. Will gave me an evil stare, since it was a really complicated part of the routine – right at the end, and just before I was supposed to whip off my mask and go and collect her for her very own, personal lap dance...
I managed to hold it together and made it over to her – a little quicker than planned, I have to confess. I just couldn’t wait to get to my beautiful woman...
“So, would you like a lap dance?” I asked.
Her eyes were like saucers, “A lap dance?” she asked faintly, “Like, here?”
I nodded, “Sure.” I said, with a slightly embarrassed shrug, “It’s tradition, apparently.”
Her lips twitched, “Tom told you that, did he?” she asked.
I nodded, grinning all over my face, “Of course,” I agreed, “and being my soon-to-be-brother, I trusted him to tell me the absolute truth about your English traditions.”
She laughed out loud, shaking her head, “Oh, Sawyer.” She said, “I honestly couldn’t love you more!”
I grinned. I felt exactly the same way about her...
I took her hand and led her to the private area behind a heavy curtain. It had been set up just for the two of us with sparkling grape juice instead of champagne and various nibbles.
“So, Miss Fletcher,” I said, “What would you have me do for you first?”
She grinned. I blinked. I’d been spending so much time with her brothers for the past week, it had made me realise just how alike they all were – her grin was identical to Tom’s – absolutely evil... “Well,” she said, “let me think...” she trailed her fingertips across my chest, making my nipples stand to attention. She raised an eyebrow, “Oh, wow.” She breathed, “If the tips of my fingers can do that to your nipples, what on earth are they going to do to the rest of you?”
I grinned, “Are you talking about my cock, baby.” I asked.
She giggled and nodded, “Yeah, I am.” She said, trailing her fingers down my belly to my stupidly small thong that Tom and Will had made us all wear.
True pinged the waistband, “Can these come off?” she whispered.
I grinned, “Hell, why not?” I asked, “This is a private room, right?”
She nodded, “Very private.” She said, “Now get them off, and kiss me.”
Well, what sort of a guy would I be if I turned that invitation down, “Oh, baby.” I groaned, “You’re the best.”
She grinned up at me, “No Sawyer,” she whispered sexily, “You’re the best.”
*
“Oh, my God.” I groaned.
I was quite sure it was supposed to be me pleasuring her but she was doing a fantastic job of sucking my cock.
“Baby,” I warned, “Getting close.”
She pulled off me with a little pop and looked up at me, “Yeah,” she said “I know – I can taste it.”
“Shall we make ourselves comfortable over on the couch?”
She smiled, “Sure,” She said, “But I�
�m a little overdressed.”
I growled, “Not for long, beautiful.”
She giggled in delight as I slid my hands beneath the hem of her sexy little dress and started to pull her panties down her thighs. My God, she was beautiful.
She watched me with heavy lidded eyes, “I can’t believe we’re doing this here.” She said breathlessly.
I grinned, “Me either.” I agreed, pulling her closely and kissing her deeply.
She moaned into the kiss and pressed herself up against my hardness. “Make love to me, Sawyer.” She breathed.
Well, I didn’t need any further invitation than that… I entered her slowly, watching the expression on her face as I sank into her, which was total bliss. I knew it was silly, since we’d made love all the way through her previous pregnancy right up until the day before she gave birth, but I couldn’t help feeling a little anxious about disturbing anything this time around. It had been an amazing experience seeing the scan of Zsófia for the first time and I’d been really looking forward to seeing our new baby on the scan. We’d both been shocked when it became quite clear that our baby was two babies. There were two in there this time – and that was totally mind-blowing…
Still, once I was inside her, my mind went blissfully blank as instinct took over and our hips moved in time with each other in the age-old dance of lovemaking.
“I’m getting close, baby.” I panted.
She nodded, “Me too.” She breathed before I felt her walls clench around me and she let out a little scream, “Oh, God.”
I let myself go then, filling her with my hot come. “Oh, God.” I breathed, before I found her lips with mine and kissed her deeply, licking into her mouth and brushing my tongue against hers, “I love you so much, True.” I managed to tell her between kisses.
“Love you too,” she said, smiling at me, “Thank you for the best night.”
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