He didn’t say a word but kept his hold on me as we marched up the stairs.
*****
“What’s going on?” Wyatt asked when we entered his bedroom. “You two aren’t fighting again, are you? I’m tired of being the buffer and frankly I’m not in the best of mood this morning.”
I wanted to know what was going on too. When Ty brought me up the stairs, I had no inclination he would be bringing me to his brother’s room. Wyatt looked as though he had just taken a shower and only had on a pair of boxers. I made a strangled sound the back of my throat. Good Lord, they were going to give me a cardiac arrest.
“I think your morning’s just about to get better,” Ty announced and he had a grin on his face. It was the first time in a long while Ty had done anything but scowl at me and while I should be comforted at this relaxed side of him, I wasn’t. I was alarmed. His scowl I could handle because I knew it meant he was pissed at me. But whatever this was, I dreaded it.
“Daisy here just kissed me in the kitchen,” he said.
“It was an accident,” I protested.
“Wanna bet?” he asked and pulled me to him, taking my lips with his. I wished I could push him away but couldn’t. I clung to his shoulders as he hauled me up against him and cupped my ass, squeezing the globes. Somewhere at the back of my mind, I remembered that Wyatt was also in the room but instead of being alarmed, it aroused me that he was watching me kissing his brother.
“Now that’s no accident,” Ty stated, ending the kiss.
“What the hell!” Wyatt cried. “Daisy! Aren’t you gay?”
“Yes! Of course I am.”
“I think she is lying,” Ty remarked. “How about we both test that theory?”
“What?” I uttered in confusion.
“Are you sure?” Wyatt asked. “I mean I know we’ve talked about this a lot but…”
“Trust me on this,” Ty responded in confidence.
“What are you guys talking about?” I asked in frustration. What was I missing?
Both men crowded me, sending my blood pressure soaring. “Guys, whatever you’re doing this isn’t funny.”
“You’re right, nothing funny about this at all,” Wyatt announced.
I couldn’t keep eyes on both brothers as they pressed up to my chest and back. Sandwiched between them as I usually was in my fantasy. But how did this come about? Were they making fun of me?
“Ty! Wyatt! What are you doing?”
“You tell us,” Ty answered before they both reached for the hem of my dress. They pulled the material up and over my head, leaving me clad only in my underwear. Purple bra and matching bikini briefs.
“I swear if you guys are trying to make fun of me—”
My thoughts were interrupted by Ty claiming my lips in a scorching kiss. The kiss stole any words that would have left my mouth and Wyatt’s hands massaging my neck and trailing down to grab hold of my ass. He kneaded the globes firmly, pressing my pelvis into that of his brother’s and the feel of Ty’s hard cock under the loose basketball shorts nearly had my eyes rolling over from that contact alone.
“Fucking unbelievable,” Ty murmured against my lips. “What is the chance…?”
“This is going too far,” I croaked when my bra is unhooked and removed from my arms.
“If we aren’t both cock deep in you, then it’s not too far.”
My gasp of surprise turned into a moan as Ty took a nipple between his lips, his tongue swirling around the peak. I clutched his shoulders, moaning at the tongue licking my distended nipple. Behind me, Wyatt was crouched and pulling my legs apart. I complied and allowed him to pull my underwear down my ass. He stopped just below the cheeks, pulling the briefs tight then rustled my ass.
“You have a great ass, Daisy,” Wyatt remarked and nipped the flesh with his mouth. He trailed kisses over my butt while his brother sucked at my breasts.
Wyatt parted my cheeks and pressed his finger over my pucker. “You’ve been naughty, haven’t you, Daisy?”
I whimpered at his finger tracing and pressing a little into my pucker. I had explored somewhat back in college when I thought being with other guys would have helped me to get the brothers off my mind.
“Hold those cheeks apart for me, Daisy,” he instructed and I reached behind me to replace his hands with mine.
I couldn’t believe this was happening. This had to be a dream but as long as it felt so good, I would enjoy every bit of it and try to understand it later.
Wyatt pressed his face between my butt cheeks and started licking my pucker. I jerked against the electrifying jolt that ran through my body. He licked the edges, rimming my asshole while Ty sucked at my nipples and reached between my legs with one hand. He slipped fingers through the folds of my wet pussy. Not just wet from my imagination this time but from what they were both doing to me. I wanted to ask them why and how but I couldn’t articulate words.
“Bed,” Ty growled. “Let’s get this into the bed.”
He grasped me around the waist and brought me to the bed where he dropped me. Right away I was joined by them both. My legs were pulled apart and they both vied for my lips to kiss me. I kissed one then the other before they bent their heads and started sucking on a nipple. As if that wasn’t enough to drive me insane, both their hands slipped into my pussy. One focused on my clit, rubbing slowly and steadily, the other concentrating at my pussy hole, teasing the entrance before he started fingering me with two fingers.
“Oh, oh!” I moaned, my hips undulating and begging them for more. “Oh yes. Oh God, I must be dreaming. This is so good. Harder. Please. Harder.”
*****
“Damn!” I squealed as Ty nipped my sensitive clit lightly with his teeth. My legs were spread so wide I felt like a gymnast. My hips were turned upwards so he could alternate between sucking my pussy and occasionally rimming my ass.
He was drawing on the swollen lips of my pussy when Wyatt straddled my chest, maintaining most of his weight. Naked, as both he and Ty had undressed, his cock was thrust in my face. Thick, veiny with a purple head seeking entry, I flicked out my tongue to lick the tip. Above me, he groaned, kneading my breasts.
At the urgency of Ty’s fingers, pushing in and out of my pussy hard, I enveloped Wyatt’s cock with my lips. He sucked in a deep breath as I lifted my head slightly to take more and more of him. He was heavy in my mouth, all the thick inches of him. Pushing my head back down into the pillow, he crouched over me and started fucking my face, his cock thrusting into my mouth.
“Yes! You like that cock in your mouth, Daisy?”
I groaned around his cock, a dreamlike expression on my face when Ty’s fingers were replaced by his dick. The breadth of him made my eyes widen as he pushed his length deep inside my pussy, which gulped his cock greedily. My tight walls cling to him as he withdrew and started thrusting harder and harder while Wyatt did the same to my mouth.
I gurgled around Wyatt’s dick, my fingers digging into his taut ass as he thrust so hard down my throat, I gagged.
“Come on Daisy girl, get that cock down your throat.”
I concentrated on controlling my gag reflex as he continued ramming my mouth. It was hard to do when his brother was kneeling between my legs, his cock working in and out of my pussy with a quick and deep thrusts. The sounds of his rod slapping into my pussy, their moans and me babbling around the cock in my mouth filled the bedroom.
Ty withdrew from my body. “Where’s your lube at?” he asked his brother.
“Bedside table, on the right.”
Wyatt took the opportunity to change our position, turning, so his cock was still within reach of my mouth but his head was now downward to my pussy. I enclosed a hand around his cock, pumping the base while licking and sucking. Running my hand over the heavy sacs of his balls, I found his taint and stroked, massaging and pressing. His growl reverberated in my pussy where he was sucking on my clit.
I glanced at Ty who was standing by the bed, watching us, his eyes heated a
s he applied lube to his hand and rubbed it over his cock. My eyes jerked away from him as my body stiffened under the impact of the climax that was ripping through me from Wyatt’s sucking on my clit. At the same time, he shot his load into my mouth and I continued pumping his base, getting all the juice out and down my throat.
“Fuck!” he exclaimed and rolled off me when I released his cock from my mouth. “I didn’t plan to cum just yet.”
Ty chuckled. “You tapped out early man. I was willing to offer you the pussy you know while I take Daisy’s ass.”
I swallowed hard at Ty’s words. I was a bit disappointed too. I did want to feel both of them filling me with their cocks at the same time and pumping into me.
“There’s always a next time,” Wyatt remarked. “I can at least help work her into another climax.”
The way they were talking made me realized this wasn’t new to them. They must have done this before, tagged the same girl. I felt the familiar jealousy rise within my chest but it was chased away when Ty lifted my legs in the air. He guided his cock to my puckered ass, working the tip slowly in and out of the resisting opening. Holding my legs wide apart, he slipped his cock deeper into my ass, pushing as far as he could.
I hissed a deep breath. It was a long time since I’d been fucked in the ass. A long time since I had sex in general and my ass felt tight.
“Do you want me to stop Daisy?” he asked on a groan.
“Noooo,” I protested. “I’ve wanted this so long. Just fuck me. Don’t stop.”
Wyatt leaned over me and started licking and sucking on my bottom lip soothingly. He slipped a hand between my legs and started strumming my pussy again, my clit feeling highly sensitive from the climax before.
“This what you’ve been wanting, Daisy?” Ty gasped, his hips working overtime, pumping furiously into my ass. His thrusts now had him buried to the hilt in my backside. I gripped Wyatt’s hair hard, kissing him and sucking his tongue into my mouth. They were both stoking the embers of another climax deep inside my body. Ty’s breathing was labored and harsh, his shoulders glistening with sweat at the effort of him fucking my ass.
He groaned and stuck my toes into his mouth, sucking on it as he finished deep inside my ass. Wyatt’s hand was rubbing my clit hard, smacking my pussy with his palm.
“Oh shit!” I screamed as I squirted hard. Hot damn! Where the hell did that come from? I’d never been a squirter.
Ty pulled out of my ass and collapsed onto the bed beside me, breathing hard. Awkward silence filled the room and I scrambled up in the middle of the two brothers. Holy shit, what the hell just happened! More importantly, how did I get out of here like nothing had happened?
“We’re going to be late for work,” Wyatt commented on a groan. “Damn, I think we all need to sit down and talk.”
“Yes, we do,” Ty agreed and took my face in his hands. “When we get back from work, Daisy, we are going to finally talk about this. About everything. Is that understood?”
I nodded and he kissed me swiftly on the lips. As soon as his lips were removed, Wyatt followed suit and kissed me. I was overwhelmed. It was way too much and I knew I wouldn’t be here when they got back from work.
*****
“What the hell!”
A sharp slap across my face stunned me. I had just slipped back into my bedroom after sex with Ty and Wyatt and walked right into the Phoebe’s hand which made my ear ring.
She started to slap me again but this time I held onto her hand and avoided it.
“What the hell are you doing?” I demanded, my cheek smarting from the slap.
She pulled her hand away from me, her face red with anger. “You tricked me!”
“What? I did no such thing,” I protested.
“They are the reason you never wanted to come home,” she snapped. “Why didn’t you tell me that instead of playing around with me?”
My eyes widened in disbelief. “Now that’s not fair. I never played with you.”
“Then what do you consider what we did yesterday?”
“I don’t know what to call it,” I answered honestly, taking note of her suitcase packed and zipped by the bed. “I never expected any of that to happen. I just lied that you were my girlfriend but I didn’t mean anything by it. You were the one who went down on me.”
“And you enjoyed it,” she fired back.
“Who the hell doesn’t enjoy getting head?” I asked, frustrated that I was in this debacle with her. I was already trying to figure out how I had managed to cross the line with Ty and Wyatt.
She came up to me and held my face between her face. “Daisy, I love you.”
“I love you too,” I replied. “You’re the closest person in the world to me.”
“Not that kind of love!” she exclaimed and kissed me hard. “I mean I really love you and want to be with you. For five years, I’ve waited and wanted to tell you but I never did. I want to be with you.”
I grabbed her hands and removed it from my cheeks. I felt so sad for her. For us. I didn’t know if our friendship was going to be enough to survive this. Now I understood the way she had looked at me when we were in the bathroom talking about coming to Alabama with me. And the picture of me on her computer she had been masturbating to. How had I missed all the signs?
“This is all very flattering Phoebe,” I told her. “You’re a wonderful person. The absolute best but I can’t. My heart already belongs to someone else.”
“Your step-brothers!” she exclaimed. “I saw when Ty dragged you into the room and I heard all of you. I couldn’t believe it and peeked in the room and you were there with both. Why can you consent to being fucked by both of them but you can’t think of being with me?”
“Look, if you’d just calm down and let me explain,” I begged her. I really didn’t want to lose her friendship. “It’s not you. I’ve never been into girls before. And to make it worse, I’ve always had this thing for Ty and Wyatt. I always thought something was wrong with me for feeling this way about them. Why not one? Why both? I felt guilty, hated that I thought of them in such sexual terms but it just wouldn’t go away.”
“I just wished you had been honest with me,” she said sadly. “All this could have been avoided.”
“I didn’t know how you felt!” I cried and then we were enveloped in silence. Awkward silence. Where to go from here?
“So you’re planning to stay here with them?” she asked in a somber tone.
I shook my head. “I can’t. I know stuff happened between us and they want to talk when they get home but that’s a conversation I can do without.”
“I’m leaving,” she replied. “Are you coming with me or staying?”
I thought about what had happened between me and the brothers. I couldn’t face them after that. They would have figured out by now that I’d lied to them and want an explanation. I didn’t want to get into it. They might have both been okay with having sex with me today, but it wasn’t like I could have a relationship with both men.
Yet, if I went back with Phoebe, would she think of it as me choosing her over the brothers?
*****
“Room service!”
I got up from the bed and walked to the door to let in the steward with my order. The guy glanced up from my cleavage on display from the short hotel robe I had on and blushed a little. He couldn’t be more than twenty-one.
“If there’s anything else you need,” he stated, wheeling the small trolley with the food into the center of the room. “Don’t hesitate to call.”
“Thank you,” I smiled and tipped him generously as he left.
When I was stressed out, I ate a lot and I had ordered enough food to serve five. I’d been pacing and freaking out ever since I took my mom’s car and drove to The Renaissance Hotel. Faced with the decision of the twins or my best friend, I had copped out and not chosen either. I was in hide-out at the hotel, opting to leave before the twins arrived but not before dropping Phoebe off at the airport. Her departu
re had been very awkward as she walked away without even saying goodbye. I got it that she was hurt but I thought she was being a little unfair to me. I hadn’t asked her to fall in love with me and I hadn’t toyed with her feelings either. She did those things on her own without even asking me if I was into girls.
Wheeling the trolley of food to the side of the bed, I got back in bed with the television on White Chicks. It always made me laugh but tonight, it wasn’t having that effect.
I was eating strawberries dipped in whipped cream when there was a knock on the door. I frowned wondering if the steward had forgotten something.
“Daisy, I know you’re in there. Open up.”
Oh God was that Ty? How the hell had he found me? Wanting to give Phoebe some time to get over what had happened between us, I’d opted not to go back home to L.A. just yet but to cool out at the hotel in Birmingham. I’d only given Phoebe my information just in case she needed to get through to me which I doubted she would.
“Daisy, open up!” he shouted through the door again. “We’re not—” He trailed off talking to me but I could hear anger in his voice as he was lecturing someone about minding their own business. From what I could hear, there was some talk of calling security.
I jumped off the bed, popping the strawberry in my mouth and went to get the door.
“Finally!” Wyatt announced and spilled inside, grabbing Ty by the shirt and pulling him into the room and away from the guest from next door who he was arguing with.
“Why’d you leave?” Ty demanded as soon as the door closed. He was advancing menacingly towards me and I backed up to the bed. “Why do you always keep doing this, Daisy? Running away?”
“I’m not running away,” I denied.
“Why did you leave the house?” Wyatt inputted. “You knew we left matters unfinished between us earlier.”
“There’s nothing to finish,” I denied, my cheeks coloring in embarrassment.
“Do you need us to remind you what there is to finish?” he asked. “Because we are only too happy to remind you.”
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