“Beautiful moments stolen in between all the other ones that aren’t so beautiful,” he said.
“Are you a philosophy major?” I asked, smiling at him. “Because that sounded pretty good.”
“No, I want to make some money when I get out of college,” concluded Mason, running his fingers through my hair.
“Where did your brother run off to, by the way?” I asked. “He’s not coming back soon, is he?”
“I doubt it,” said Mason. “He went drinking with the rest of the team. Probably burning me in effigy right now.”
“It’s just one game, baby,” I assured him and kissed him on the cheek. “You’ll bounce back. You’re the quarterback now.”
“I don’t know,” he said, looking away.
“Hey, look at me,” I said, and he did so, blue eyes wide and questioning. “Anyone that can fuck as good as you, can do anything!”
We laughed, but it was true. I would be a billionaire if we could bottle that fuck and sell it. It wasn’t even that Mason had a ton of experience or anything, he was just well built and eager. I guess, in the end, that’s all you really need for an amazing sex session. Twenty years from now, I certainly wouldn’t have any regrets about today!
After a few minutes of spooning, I decided to go. I got out of the bed and had to peel some of the sheets off me. Cleaning up, I got dressed and kissed Mason goodbye.
“You gonna be okay?” I asked.
“Yeah,” he said. “Thanks Faith.”
“Oh, no,” I assured him. “Thank you.”
As I crossed the quad, I saw couples walking. There were all kinds of couples on campus; gay, straight, mixed race---Then it started to dawn on me, I wasn’t part of that coupling. I hadn’t made a choice between the brothers, I had just complicated everything.
Guess I was smiling and my face dropped, one of the maintenance guys noticed my distress.
“Ma’am, are you okay?” he asked.
“Oh, I’m fine,” I said, trying not to cry.
He offered me a tissue.
“Oh, hey now, don’t cry,” he said. “Why don’t you have a seat on that park bench?”
“Thanks, you’re very nice,” I said. “I’m Faith.”
“Gregory,” he introduced. “Hey didn’t I see you with the Cooper boys the other day? Nice fellas.”
“Yeah, that’s sort of the problem,” I said.
“Oh? Oh,” Gregory realized. “You’re the girl. Oh, boy.”
“I think I love them both,” I cried. “How can I choose between them?”
“You love both of them? Well, they are twins, so a part of me can see that,” he acknowledged. “Which one asked you out first?”
“Well, Mason started to, then Logan actually did it,” I explained. “But he got interrupted, but Mason apologized the next day. Then he pretended to be my fiancé to make my ex-boyfriend mad. I wanted to go to a party with him to rub my ex’s nose in it, but Mason couldn’t go. Logan took his place and I didn’t know at first.”
“Holy cats!” said Gregory. “You college kids sure know how to complicate things. Whatever happened to just going on a date?”
“Oh, God,” I cried. “I’m so stupid.”
“Well, it’s not like you---“
I gave Gregory a look and he got the message.
“Oh, boy,” he said. “Girl I don’t know what to tell you. I’d say follow your heart but, look where your heart got you.”
“I know!” I cried. “I think the only fair thing to do is to break it off with both of them.”
“Now hold on now, you don’t have to do that,” said Gregory. “There has to be a way to choose one.”
“No, it wouldn’t be fair. I should break it off tomorrow,” I insisted. “Thanks for the tissue and for listening.”
“Good luck, Faith,” said Gregory. “I hope things work out for ya.”
I went back to my room, got undressed and took a hot shower. I almost didn’t want to wash the smell of Mason off of me, but I had to. I had to stop reminding myself of that moment. We had it and now it’s over. It’s all over.
Coming back into my room in a towel, I looked at the crucifix in my room. I tried praying.
“Please God,” I prayed. “I don’t want to hurt Mason or Logan. Please make it so I don’t and so they can go on to live their lives. And please, help my family. I know that’s partly for me so I can continue to go to college, but if you just give me one more year--- I can graduate and then get a good job and support them. Please God. Thank you. Amen.”
I laid down on my bed and looked up at the ceiling. I would have to apologize to Logan for having sex with Mason behind his back. Maybe he wouldn’t be mad considering that he switched places with his brother. I just hoped that Mason would understand. He seemed so confident just a little while ago. If he could bring that confidence to the field, then he’d be a great football player.
“This will all work out,” I said aloud. “This will all work out somehow.”
Chapter 15
Mason
My idiot brother had come home from drinking at five am. Who the hell even keeps serving beers that late? He was hungover and a mess. I finally had to wake him up well past noon. I nudged him with my hand.
“Hey,” I said. “Douchebag. Get up.”
“Oh, shit,” he said painfully. “Why are you screaming at me?”
“I’m not screaming,” I explained. “You were out drinking all night. You okay?”
“Aw, my head,” he moaned covering his bloodshot eyes. “Can you hand me some Advil?”
“Yeah, sure,” I said obliging.
I handed him the two pills and he swallowed them dry.
“I just have one thing to say,” I whispered getting close to his ear.
“What’s that?” he asked.
“I had sex with Faith!” I shouted in his face.
“Ow! Fuck!” Logan clasped his hands over his ears and rolled his head in agony.
I backed away and laughed. It was way more fun committing pranks then being on the receiving end.
“You asshole,” said Logan, reeling. “Wait a minute. What? You had sex with Faith?”
“Yeah, yesterday,” I explained. “What did I tell you? She likes me?”
“So? I had sex with her the other day when I went over,” he said.
“You didn’t have penetration,” I countered shaking a finger at him. “Doesn’t count.”
“What do you mean it doesn’t count? Of course it counts! It more than counts! I came in her mouth!”
“I came in her mouth too,” I explained. “And twice inside her.”
“Dude! Did you wear a condom?”
“Of course, I’m not stupid,” I said. “Impressed?”
“Yeah, bump it,” he said holding out his fist.
I bumped it. I honestly expected him to be angrier.
“But it doesn’t matter, we’re engaged, so---“
“You’re not engaged!” I snapped, rolling my eyes.
“Totally am,” he insisted.
“Bullshit!”
“Well, she’s my girlfriend anyway,” he insisted. “Who do you think is saving her house?”
“Not you! We lost the game!”
“You made the bet,” he pointed out.
“Kyle knows it was you, Einstein,” I said.
“Oh,” said Logan, rolling up into a sitting position. “Well, either way, you’re not going to get her. Because you’re never going to beat me in this. Just give up. I’ll set you up with one of her friends.”
“Never! You give up!”
I instinctively gave him a little push. Normally, this would pass, but Logan was hungover.
“Don’t push me!” he snapped.
We ended up in a bit of a wrestling match and then Faith walked into our dorm room.
“Hey-hey! Guys! Stop!” she insisted.
“Faith! Tell him we were meant to be together,” I insisted, holding Logan down by the shoulders.
“C’mon, Faith
. We have a thing, right?” begged Logan.
She looked back and forth between the both of us. Tears began welling up in her eyes.
“You asshole, you made her cry!” I whispered to Logan and letting go of his shoulders.
“No, you did!” insisted Logan.
“I’m sorry!” Faith wept. “This is all my fault! I just got swept up in the moment with both of you. It wasn’t right. The only fair thing for me to do is break it off with both of you.”
Logan and I froze. Break up with us? That was the last thing I wanted.
“No, Faith, please!” I begged. “I want to be with you. If you want to be with me, why shouldn’t that happen.”
“I need you too, Faith,” insisted Logan. “Look, I may put on airs that I’m a womanizer and everything, but I’ve never met anyone like you.”
“Well, what do we do then?” she cried.
“Why can’t all three of us just do this?” suggested Logan, pointing to each of us one at a time. “Mason’s my brother, I shared everything with him. I’d share you.”
“Really?” I said, mildly surprised. “You’d date Faith with me? Together?”
“Why not? Amy’s doing it, right?” said Logan. “Her boyfriends seem cool with it and there’s like three of them.”
“I would try it,” I admitted. “I mean, people might talk, but who cares? We’re identical twins anyway. They probably won’t even know.”
Faith walked away towards the window, biting her thumb thoughtfully. She looked a little perplexed.
“I don’t know…” she said, unsure. “You guys fight a lot.”
“Oh, that’s not real fighting,” dismissed Logan. “You haven’t actually seen us in a real fight.”
“Yeah,” I agreed. “It’s much meaner and quicker. We’re brothers and we’re guys so what looks aggressive to you is actually just how we settle disputes.”
“Really?” said Faith, her eyes wide in disbelief. “You wrestle for solve disputes?”
“Sometimes,” admitted Logan. “Hell, the other day, I had to wrestle Mason for the TV remote.”
“That’s my TV remote,” I insisted, poking him in the chest. “Don’t touch it.”
“We both have one, mine has the worn power button,” explained Logan. “You got them mixed up and took the wrong one.”
“No, I didn’t. You lost yours!”
“Boys! Focus!” Faith snapped her fingers trying to keep us from getting distracted. “I’m trying to make a decision here!”
“Look, we can do this,” I told her. “I mean, I’m already warming up to the idea and seeing how it can work.”
“Yeah and if we were both your boyfriend, we could have you at different times, right? You get sick of one of us, the other one could come in and hang out,” explained Logan.
“Worst case scenario, we break up and we’re back to where we started,” I said. “So the reality is, we have nothing to lose by trying it for a few weeks.”
“Yeah and it would certainly piss off Kyle,” said Logan. “That’s an added bonus. I mean, that it takes two men to date you, that’s impressive.”
“I can’t think of anything else to do,” I added.
“Me neither,” said Logan.
“What do you say, Faith? Will you try it?” I begged.
Chapter 16
Faith
“Look guys, it’s not like I haven’t thought about it,” I said. “But my parents are extremely traditional and Catholic. I don’t know if I could get them to understand.”
“But if we tried and it didn’t work out, they’d never know,” pointed out Logan. “I mean, do you tell your parents everything you do?”
“God, no!” I laughed. “My mother would--- No, I would never do that.”
“Yeah,” agreed Mason. “It’s not like you share stories of sexual partners with your folks.”
“Or anyone,” I reminded him.
“Yeah, sure,” agreed Logan, looking away.
“Guys, if I’m going to agree to this, I’m going to need some discretion,” I said. “You really have to ease me in. I can’t take everything at once.”
“Oh, you can take us both I’m sure,” said Logan. “You’re fit and capable.”
At this point, I wasn’t sure what Logan was talking about.
“Are we talking about the same thing?” I asked.
“Yes?” said Logan with a wicked grin.
“The point is,” clarified Mason, coming over to me and putting his hands on my shoulders. “We really care about you and we want to do this. We’re not going to let anything bad happen to you.”
“You promise?” I asked, looking up into his deep blue eyes.
“Promise,” said Mason.
We both looked at Logan.
“Oh, right. Yeah, promise,” he repeated. “Sorry, getting used to this.”
“Okay,” I said. “Then I want to do it. Let’s do it.”
I threw my knapsack to the side of their dorm room.
“You mean the relationship or…” said Logan raising an eyebrow.
“Both,” I said. “Lock the door and push the beds together.”
The boys pushed their beds together. Logan’s was unmade and Mason’s was made, which seemed to be appropriate. Mason locked the door and I kissed Logan deeply. Then Mason came back and I kissed him just as deeply.
“Let me put on some music,” said Mason, moving toward his speakers and phone.
“Why?” asked Logan.
“Trust him,” I said. “It’s probably a good idea.”
The three of us sat on the edge of the bed making out. First I’d kiss Mason and Logan would fondle my breasts and kiss my neck. Then we’d switch and I’d kiss Logan, while Mason’s hands wandered around the top half of my body.
At this point, I figured I was all in. Why not? I know, I know, I kept getting emotional and changing my mind, but---When I was with these boys, I knew. I felt like everything was going to be all right. I felt like my soul was at peace. When I looked up at them and in their eyes, I could see inside their souls. They were good people and genuinely cared for me.
You might say that’s weird, considering we’d only known each other for a short time but that’s the way love strikes. It hits fast and hard and you’re swept along like a current with no control. Sure it’s crazy and irrational and maybe even a little dangerous, but what in life worth having isn’t?
I was kissing Mason, while Logan was unbuttoning my shirt and taking it off. I started to unbutton Mason’s shirt and he finished it, so then I turned to Logan and pulled his t-shirt right over his head. He was slightly bulkier than his brother, but his chest was no less magnificent. I look a moment to admire it, tracing a finger around his pec muscles.
“You like it, baby?” laughed Logan.
Logan moved his individual pecs and I touched them with my hands in fascination. He thought it was a joke, but it was actually quite a turn on. His arms were full of power and I moved my fingers across them noting all the veins. For a second, he must’ve thought I was hypnotized, then I kissed him as hard and as intensely as I could.
Behind me, Mason was undoing my bra. This time, he had no problem with it and it popped off freeing my ample breasts. I always had trouble finding bras that would fit me and recently they had seemed tighter than normal. When Mason undid the clasp it practically jettisoned from my body.
Mason cupped my head and started kissing my neck as Logan buried his face in my bare breasts. He was getting less jokey and more serious now. I suspected that since they were twinsI was in for a nice, long sexual session.
“Your tits are perfect,” said Logan gratefully. “I could suck on your titties all day long!”
“Mmm, don’t stop,” I cooed.
Things were just heating up and already I was starting to get wet. Logan and Mason both had a huge package in their pants ready to go. I couldn’t wait to experience both of their rock hard cocks inside me.
I turned back around to let Mason have
some time with my boobs. Logan couldn’t stand it anymore. He stood up and started taking off the rest of his clothes. After about twenty seconds, he was completely naked standing their with his rock hard cock just waiting for me. I turned back toward him and lightly touched it.
“Ooo, is this for me?” I asked.
“Yes,” he gasped.
I could tell he was ready to cum. There was already a little precum dripping at the top of his dick and I lightly tasted it with my tongue.
“Mmm, is this what you---“
“Oh, my God!” he suddenly said.
Without warning, Logan came. His load hit me in the corner of my mouth and on the side of my face, but I quickly got on top of the head of his dick with my lips. I sucked out the rest of his load. Then with a finger, I pushed the rest into my mouth and swallowed it all.
“Holy shit,” said Logan in amazement. “I can’t believe that happened.”
“That’s okay,” I said. “Look at you.”
Like his brother, Logan had just cum but he was still as hard as a statue. Mason had stood up and was finishing taking the rest of his clothes off. I stood up and slid my skirt and panties off. I left on my sneakers and my socks. I had a feeling I would need the traction for the rest of today’s action!
“Your brother is just like you,” I said. “You guys are like in your sexual prime. You’ve got to cum just so you can have sex for a while.”
I got down on my knees and took Mason’s mammoth rod into my mouth. He put his head back and started moaning. I took it out and licked his balls. The smell of them made me weak. If I hadn’t been on my knees already, I think I would’ve collapsed. Something in that smell made me as wet and wild as a hurricane. Feeling his balls starting to pulse, I immediately shifted back to the head of his dick to accept his gift of hot, creamy cum. I swallowed every last drop and looked up at him. He was still rock hard and ready to go.
“There,” I said. “Now we can fuck uninterrupted for a while.”
I got up on the bed and was sitting there on all fours. I gestured for the boys to follow me. I didn’t have to gesture twice. Logan got in front of me and I started to work his shaft. Mason got a condom from the nightstand drawer. Being football players, they had optimistically purchased quite a few. Hey, who wouldn’t want to have sex with two muscle bound studs? I could masturbate to their abdominal muscles alone if I had to, they were so put together.
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