by Cassie Cole
“I’ll do more when I’m done with this new project,” he promised. “I just need to get it off my plate.”
I smiled and said, “Speaking of plates, what’s for dinner?”
“We’re going to order pizza. There’s this great pizzeria in town.”
“Sounds good to me.”
The pizza was terrible. It was like someone was trying to figure out how to make pizza from an online description without ever actually tasting it. The crust was too doughy and the cheese was bland and flavorless. But the three brothers wolfed it down and chatted about how it tasted just like how they remembered.
I was still in a depressed mood about reopening the zoo, so after dinner I took a handful of beers up to my room and closed the door. I curled up under the bedsheets and decided to watch something on my laptop.
And what better show than the one everyone had been telling me to watch?
Tiger King on Netflix was ridiculous from the get-go. I knew private zoos were a huge, unregulated mess but the zoos on this show were insane. Crazy Carl’s was in bad shape, but at least it was better than some of these.
And the people on the show? All of them were awful. Carol Baskin totally killed her husband—although it seemed unlikely that he was fed to the tigers because big cats hated the taste of human flesh, and would only resort to eating that meat in the wild if they were starving. Joe Exotic was a charming character, but it was obvious from the video that his zoo was poorly run and the animals were underfed and malnourished. Not to mention how he was illegally breeding tigers and selling the cubs. And then there was the Doc Antle guy who was grooming teenage girls into joining his weird sex cult…
“I really should have watched this during the pandemic,” I said to myself while cracking open another beer.
I found it interesting that two of the men on the show had polyamorous relationships. Why was it that men always got to be the ones with multiple partners? Where were the strong, powerful women with a pack of sexy lovers?
But that was exactly what David had suggested to me.
The next episode of Tiger King played on my screen, but I found myself thinking about other things. The three brothers had shared a girlfriend back in high school. I had slept with both David and Anthony already. Jake… Well, that definitely wasn’t going to happen. Even if the idea was intriguing. I could still picture him working with the arc torch welder, his bare skin covered with tattoos and a sheen of sweat, muscles glistening…
I was out of beer, so I put my laptop away and left my room. Jake’s bedroom door was open but he wasn’t inside. I went downstairs and heard voices coming from the library. David and Anthony were inside, seated on either side of the checkers board.
“Got sick of beating me?” I joked.
Anthony grinned. I was struck by how handsome he looked when he smiled, similar to David but different too. “You went straight to your room after dinner, so I found someone else to beat up on.”
“I’ve won three straight games,” David pointed out.
“Exactly,” Anthony replied. “I have you right where I want you!”
“Where’s Jake? Out in the zoo somewhere?”
“He drove into town to play pool,” David replied.
I grunted. “So he does have a fun side.”
“No no no,” Anthony said while sipping his beer. “Jake doesn’t play pool for fun. He’s a shark. He takes the Blue Lake locals’ money and treats it like a paycheck.”
The talk of money brought me back to the reason I was gloomy. “Think he can win a few grand per night? Then we wouldn’t have to re-open the zoo.”
David gave me a sad look. “If only.”
I wasn’t drunk, but I was good-and-goddamn tipsy. Pleasantly buzzed, Ashley used to call it. That point where you were still in charge of your faculties but the inhibitions were gone.
And the polyamorous suggestion David had made was stuck in my head like a bad idea.
“I’ll make you a deal.” I crossed my arms under my breasts. “If you agree not to re-open the park… I’ll have a threesome with you two.”
Anthony coughed on his beer and quickly tried to recover. David gazed at me coolly. His sapphire eyes sparkled with thought.
“You could offer us immortality,” David finally said. “It still wouldn’t change the fact that we have a cash problem. We need money in order to keep the animals fed and healthy.”
Rather than get upset, I only felt tired and defeated. His arguments had sunk in. I knew there was no other way.
I sighed. “You’re right. I just don’t like it.”
Anthony cocked his head. “Were you really going to have a threesome in exchange for that?”
I giggled. I couldn’t believe we were talking about this out loud. Then again, I had already had sex with the two of them individually. A threesome was the next step forward.
And in my tipsy state, I wasn’t afraid to speak my mind.
“Honestly? The bargain was just an excuse to see if you two wanted to double-team me.”
There was silence for three long seconds. David took a slow sip of his beer.
“I’d be down for that.”
Anthony quickly nodded. “Me too. If you are…”
I strolled over to where Anthony was sitting and took his head in both hands. I kissed him slowly. Warming myself up, although after talking about it out loud I was wet enough to jump right in. To my surprise, Anthony barely returned the kiss. He was stiff and unresponsive underneath me.
“Is something wrong?”
“I…” Anthony shook his head. “Sorry to be a buzzkill, but I’ve been thinking about all of this. I’m worried because it’s temporary. We’re working together until we move all the animals… and then what? We all leave and go back to our normal lives?”
I caressed his cheek. It was endearing how I was offering Anthony a threesome and his biggest concern was about how we would continue this long-term. Most guys would have leaped on the opportunity without a second thought.”
“I don’t know what’s going to happen in two or three months,” I admitted. “But it reinforces one thing.”
“What’s that?”
“We should enjoy each other while we can.”
Anthony grinned lustily.
24
Rachel
Anthony kissed me eagerly, reaching up to put a hand around my neck. I pulled away and gave him a teasing smile.
“You wasted your chance. Now you have to wait.”
I stepped around the checkers table and bent over to kiss David, making sure Anthony got a view of my ass. Unlike his brother, David kissed me back immediately, and I opened my mouth so his tongue could slide inside. The way it moved against my own tongue made me think of where else I wanted it to touch…
I pulled him off his chair and onto the ground. I mounted him and kissed him, grinding against his crotch with my ass. Anthony started to stir from his chair so I held up a finger.
“Stay right there.”
Normally, I liked it when the men took charge. Manhandling me and taking me however they wanted. But tonight I felt more ambitious. I wanted to take what I desired rather than just hope that they gave it to me.
I put a hand on David’s chest to keep him on the floor, then kicked off my shorts and panties. Then I threw a leg over him again, but this time instead of sitting on his crotch I sat on his face.
He reacted with surprise for a moment, and then enthusiastically accepted his new job. He wrapped his arms around my legs and held me against his face while he ate me out, tongue gliding in and out of my pussy.
I moaned and leaned forward to Anthony, who was still sitting where I told him to. I unbuttoned his jeans and slid them down to his ankles. His cock was thick and hard and begging to be touched. Slowly, I wrapped my fingers around it and guided the tip into my mouth, tightening my lips around the head and flicking it with my tongue.
Anthony groaned loudly.
Underneath me, David moaned too, se
nding a wonderful vibrating sensation through my lady-parts. I relaxed my hips and lowered more of my weight onto his face, smothering him with my pussy. He responded by gripping my legs tighter, muscles flexing with effort.
I grinded my pussy against his face while sucking off his brother. Anthony moaned loudly and put his hands on my head, guiding me up and down on his cock.
I took a moment to appreciate what was happening. I was sitting on David while giving Anthony a blowjob. The fantasy I had had for so long, my one regret after leaving Florida State, was finally coming true. I was having a threesome with two men.
Two incredibly sexy brothers, at that!
The mental acknowledgment of the fact sent new pleasure throughout my body in addition to David’s busy tongue. Soon I was grinding back and forth on him roughly, driven onward by my rapidly-approaching climax. His tongue did everything right, sliding into my pussy lips and around my clit every time I moved back and forth. Soon my cries of pleasure were so loud that not even Anthony’s dick halfway down my throat could muffle the sound.
My orgasm hit me like a freight train, rough and shivering and filling my vision with bright light. Anthony grabbed hold of my hair and pulled me off of his cock. My moans of desperate pleasure filled the room until he kissed me, drinking my cries with his mouth and tongue as it swirled against my own.
When the waves of ecstasy ceased, I tried to stand on trembling legs. Anthony pulled me into his lap and kissed me some more, but my job wasn’t done. I may have come, but neither of them had.
I gave Anthony one final kiss and twisted around to face the other way. Like I was giving him a lap dance. I reached down between my legs and found his cock. It was wet from my mouth, and when it met my sopping pussy it slid inside with ease. I let out a sigh of pleasure—different pleasure, but just as good—as I lowered myself onto him, accepting every inch of his cock deep inside of me.
“Oh my God,” Anthony gasped. His hands slid around me and squeezed my breasts.
While riding him, I beckoned David up off the ground. He wiped his face with a muscular arm, grinning at me with desire. He pulled my shirt over my head so that Anthony could touch my bare breasts, his hands warm and strong. I reached for David, but he knew what I intended. He removed his pants and underwear. His cock sprang into view, large and thick.
Before I could grab it, David stepped forward and shoved it in my mouth.
I moaned loudly around it. Now that I had ridden his face it was time for him to take charge, and it was exactly what I wanted. He gripped my head with both hands and fucked my face. I opened my mouth wide as he drove his cock inside, the head sliding against the inside of my cheek with each stroke, and David moaned loudly while using me.
All the while I bounced on Anthony’s cock. My legs had renewed energy as I rode him, impaling myself on his spear repeatedly. Once again I took a moment to acknowledge what was happening, that I had two cocks inside me at the same time. This was a threesome. I was pleasing two men simultaneously, my body used as a pincushion for their pleasure.
Anthony gripped my ass cheeks with both hands and squeezed so tight it hurt a little. His eagerness, along with the thick length of his dick, filled me with new sensations of ecstasy as he bounced me up and down on his lap.
The only warning I had that he was coming was the rumbling roar in his voice, building slowly like thunder that rolled across the plain. He thrust upward into me and then held himself there, cock as deep as it would go inside my pussy as he came.
I gripped David’s ass with both of my hands and moaned as he fucked my mouth, desperate for his come to join me. He sped up, and I sensed that he was close too. But rather than come in my mouth he suddenly pulled out. He reached under my thighs and lifted me off of his brother until Anthony’s cock slid out. David pushed my chest back until I was laying across Anthony, and then he stepped between my legs and drove his cock into my drenched pussy.
David roared with pleasure as he came instantly. My eyes opened wide and drank the sight of him, chiseled and glistening with sweat as he climaxed. His abs and pecs flexed and contracted as he unloaded his seed into my pussy, adding it to his brothers’ inside me. Filling me with twice as much come than I had ever had before, and the intensity of our gaze made me shiver and gasp.
25
Rachel
After I scurried to the bathroom to clean up, the boys helped me get dressed. I kissed each of them softly, and they embraced me from both sides in a weird group hug that left me feeling safe and loved.
David glanced at his watch. “I have a Skype meeting in ten minutes.”
“Uh, seriously? It’s eleven o’clock.”
“It’s with a refuge in Indonesia. They already told me they don’t have the room to take any more tigers, but I’m going to give it a try anyway.”
I caressed his cheek. “Thanks for not losing sight of the end goal.”
He kissed me on the forehead. “Thanks for understanding why we’re reopening the zoo.”
When he left, I turned to Anthony. “I don’t suppose you’re a light sleeper like your brother.”
He grinned. “Nope.”
We got ready for bed then I joined Anthony in his bedroom. His dresser was filled with Mathletes trophies and Star Wars action figures, and there was a classic The Matrix poster on the wall.
I smiled as we slid under the covers of his double bed. He lay on his back and I rested my head against his bare chest.
“This is nice,” I whispered.
His hand gently stroked my back. “It is.”
As I drifted off to sleep, I thought about what had just happened. I had finally had a threesome. With two guys I really liked. It was everything I had ever fantasized about and then some.
I can’t wait to do it again, I thought.
My phone alarm went off bright and early. Anthony was spooning me. I cuddled back into his warm body and considered staying in bed longer. I could feel his cock pressing against my ass, hard and hot. We could have some sexy morning fun…
I decided to let him sleep, so all I did was kiss him on the cheek.
If we were going to reopen the zoo we needed to hire some extra help. After feeding the animals, David and I spent a few hours posting two positions on Craigslist and Zip Recruiter. By the next day we had three applications. Unfortunately, the locals weren’t very qualified for zoo work, so we had to take what we could get.
Mary Beth was peppy like a cheerleader. She wore a permanent smile and drove a Volkswagen Beetle that was more rust than paint. Her only animal experience was working the front desk at a dog kennel five years ago, but she had the right personality to be a zoo tour guide.
Brandon was our other hire. He was kind of a surfer-bro stoner guy with two years of construction experience on his resume. That was good enough to hire him to help with the manual labor around the zoo: feeding, cleaning, repair work.
Neither of them lived close enough to commute to the zoo—Blue Lake was kind of out in the middle of nowhere—so that meant cleaning up the employee trailers by the house. As soon as I set foot into the first one I realized why David had given me the spare bedroom in the house. The previous occupants had trashed these trailers. The cheap composite flooring was covered with food stains and was warped around the edges. Garbage was everywhere: used napkins, chicken wing bones and bits of mashed potato, fridges filled with old meals that were moldy and disgusting. Anthony and I spent ten minutes trying to clean the first one before we gave up and decided to hire a professional cleaning service.
“Best two hundred bucks I’ve ever spent,” Anthony said as we examined the clean trailers. They weren’t great, but they were livable.
After Mary Beth and Brandon moved in, we spent two full days fixing up the zoo. Tidying up the walkways and making sure the enclosures were spotless. Stocking the vending machines, organizing the gift shop, and printing new zoo brochures. Getting it to a level where we felt comfortable allowing people inside. Mary Beth was kind of ditsy about
directions and had to have basic tasks explained several times, but Brandon was fantastic. He accepted every request with a simple nod, and did a thorough job. Much better than I had expected from him.
The final thing we had to do was print new signs to place around the animal enclosures informing visitors of the new rules of the zoo. Ensuring that there were no animal taunting, no throwing food or other items into the cages, no shouting or trying to scare them into giving a cool reaction for Instagram.
We opened on a Friday. Anthony set up the social media announcements to get the word out. I didn’t expect many visitors the first day.
I was wrong.
“Hey, guys?” Anthony called on the walkie-talkie. “You should come see this.”
At eight forty-five in the morning, fifteen minutes before we opened, the parking lot was nearly full and a line had formed at the entrance. The three Haines brothers, our two new employees, and I stood in front of the visitor’s center and gazed at the bustling entrance with amazement.
“Oh, yeah!” Mary Beth said happily. “I posted about the opening on my high school’s Facebook page. It had, like, two hundred comments.”
David nodded sagely. “Alright. Everyone knows their job. Let’s see if we can make this work.”
Anthony and I took up our positions behind the desk in the visitor’s center. I heard the creak of rusted metal as David opened the gate. The line moved forward, snaking into the visitor’s center in a surprisingly orderly manner.
“Welcome to Crazy Carl’s Zoo,” I said with a smile to the first customer. “Tickets are twenty dollars per adult, and ten per child. Here’s a brochure for you. If you’ll turn to the first page, there is a list of new rules we would kindly ask you to follow during your visit…”
Once the tickets were sold and brochures handed out, the customers moved past us and into the zoo itself.
I tried to think of each person as a means to an end. That family of four? Their tickets would help feed the wolves. The six guys who looked like they were posted at Fort Bragg? Vitamins for the big cats. Every person I sold a ticket to was helping us afford food and medicine and care for the animals. That’s what mattered most.
