“An elephant?” I muse, slipping my hand over his cock too.
“I thought it was funny at the time. I got it when I was younger. I guess I was pretty proud of this guy.” He points to his dick.
“I can see why.” I marvel at how long and hefty his shaft is. “You should both be proud.” I look into each of their eyes.
Stroking each of them, I lean over and take the tip of Desi’s cock into my mouth. He groans as I let my lips slide down his member as far as I can stretch my jaw. It isn’t very far. I have to use my spit and my hand to help me when I bob my head up and down his length.
When I reach the tip, I pop my mouth off and suck on Zach’s cock next. I can get his deeper into my mouth, so I twirl my tongue around his shaft as I suck him off.
I tease both of them, taking my time with one while I stroke the other and then switching back again. They’re getting closer to the edge, and I’m enjoying inching them toward ecstasy only to make them wait. When they do cum, I want it to be unforgettable.
“That’s it, you tease.” Desi’s eyes grow dark and he steps away when I slip my mouth free from his cock again. “I’m going to show you what it’s like to be toyed with.” He grabs his pants and quickly pulls a condom from the wallet in his back pocket.
“That’s a great idea. Maybe we’ll both fuck you and then just stop and switch positions just when you’re about to cum,” Zach agrees.
My eyes grow wide as I realize what he’s proposing. I didn’t really think this through. I’ve never had anal sex before in my life and the idea of doing it right now is just a bit too intimidating for me.
“Do you have any lube, sweetheart?” Zach confirms my concerns.
I freeze as I try to imagine being taken in both holes at the same time. Part of me is curious, excited even. But I just can’t. I’m not ready.
“No. I, um, how about we don’t do it like that?” I dance around it.
“Like what?” Desi rolls the condom down his cock and watches me closely.
“Like, anal. I’m not ready to try that yet,” I admit. Shame blazes bright on my cheeks and I wonder if I’ve ruined everything.
“Hey, no problem.” Zach reaches down and tips my chin up so I’m not hanging my head. “You’re the one in control here, okay? This is about everyone enjoying themselves, especially you,” he reassures me.
Desi eases down behind me and leans over my body. His hard, sheathed cock presses against my folds as he slides his hands around to my breasts and whispers in my ear, “I’d love to fuck your tight little pussy until you don’t remember your own name, if that’s all right with you, kitten.”
My pussy clenches as a throb of need pulses through me. I nod. “Yes, please.” I don’t care that I sound desperate. It’s how I feel inside. I’m desperate for him to fill me up and stretch me out.
Zach drops down to his knees in front of me and guides my head back to his cock. I hover over him, thrusting my ass up and my head down into his lap. I open my lips and swirl my tongue over the tip of his cock as Desi slides the head of his dick in my soaking wet pussy.
Desi’s hands roam my ass and then settle on my hips. He holds me still as he eases his huge member inside me. My pussy is stretched out as a pinch I haven’t felt since I lost my virginity makes me squeeze my eyes shut tight. He thrusts into me, filling me fuller than I’ve ever known was possible.
“Oh, God!” I gasp, but it comes out as a mumble around Zach’s dick. It takes a bit to get used to the sensation of being fucked by such a thick cock, but soon I relax and enjoy the sensation. I concentrate on giving Zach head, pushing him as deep into my mouth, as Desi is pushing into my pussy.
Zach’s hand gently rests on my head and Desi’s fingers dig into my hips. It’s a strange sensation to have two men inside me at the same time. It’s so naughty, it’s exactly what I hoped it would be.
Desi stops going slow and steady. He picks up his pace, smacking his hips into my ample ass as he really starts fucking me. I slide my mouth over Zach’s cock, twirling my tongue over every inch of him. He groans loudly when I tease the head with a flicker.
Zach’s hand gets heavier on my head as his breathing gets shaky and his muscles tense. I take him deep in my mouth when his cock begins to twitch.
“Ahh, fuck! I’m gonna cum, baby. I can’t hold back,” he growls.
I move my head back a bit as his cock spurts his warm cum into my mouth. I swirl my tongue just under the head and he moans as I swallow every single drop of his seed.
Behind me, Desi is bucking me like a bronco. He’s thrusting into me powerfully, filling me so full all I can do is groan. He buries himself inside me deep and shudders as he digs his fingers into my hips deep. “Oh, Kelly, fuck!”
The sensation is too much for me. It ripples a wave of bliss through my body, until I’m consumed by another powerful orgasm. Desi fills the latex barrier between us as he pants for breath. For a moment we’re still fused together but neither of us is moving. We’re both too overcome by the intensity of our bliss. Finally, he slides out of me, leaving me so empty inside.
For a moment, we’re all frozen on the floor. My head is resting against Zach’s thigh and Desi collapses over my back, resting his face against my shoulder.
“That was incredible.” I struggle to catch my breath.
“You’re fucking incredible.” Desi drags his thumb down my shoulder.
“How about we get cleaned up?” Zach suggests.
It’s not a bad idea. But I’m not ready to call it a night just yet. “Only if you promise we’ll get dirty again after.” I smile.
“Now that’s a promise I can make,” he answers.
13
Desmond
“There’s no way this is an adult sized bed,” I complain, twisting onto my side so we can all fit. Besides how cramped it is, it’s nice to have Kelly lying between Zach and me. If you would’ve told me I’d be comfortable stripping down naked and sharing a woman and then a bed with my best friend, I would’ve asked you what you were drinking. And then I would have asked you to share, because it’s obviously some kind of Absinthe-like hallucinogenic cocktail.
But here I am. Not only does this feel like the most natural thing in the world, but I also can’t remember a time in my life that I’ve had better sex.
“Oh, it’s not that bad. But, it’s definitely not made for three people.” Kelly giggles and wiggles her ass into me, teasing my cock. What’s shocking is that even after she’s exhausted me completely and fully, my dick still twitches against her. She’s going to turn me into some kind of sex-crazed addict, but one that only she can satisfy. That is, if I’m sharing her. I mean, I have no doubt Kelly is just as wild and sexy in bed when she’s only sleeping with one man, but something about having this experience with her and Zach brought it to a more emotional level for me.
“It’s pretty bad,” Zach agrees. “If I roll over there’s a good chance I’m waking up on the floor.” He snuggles into her more, trying to put a bit of a buffer between him and the edge of the bed.
We all move in farther, until my back is literally pressed flat against the wall. I graze my fingertips down her arm and get lost in a haze luring me into a deep sleep. My eyelids want to slide closed and pull me into a peaceful dream, but there’s just one thing nagging at me. I can’t help but wonder what this all means to her.
Is this just an experiment she’s wanted to try out? Or is there a real connection here? I’m being pulled into her orbit and it’s not just about the sex. I genuinely care about her. I want to really know her. I hope we can spend more time together. But is that what she wants?
“Well, since we’re all going to be spending a lot of time in my room, I guess I should get an upgrade,” she murmurs.
“Upgrade?” Zach echoes her word.
“Yeah, I’ve been wanting a new bed for a long time, but it’s one of those things that’s easy to put on the backburner. Then the next thing you know, it’s years later and you still haven’t don
The knot of unanswered questions that was tied tight in my gut unravels and I finally relax. If she’s going to spend all that money getting a new bed, she must be serious about this. About us. Sex isn’t new to me but feeling like this is. A smile curls the corners of my lips as I realize she feels the same way.
“So, we haven’t had a lot of chance to talk.” Kelly giggles.
She’s right. Besides the conversation we had at dinner, most of the evening we’ve been speaking only in grunts and body language. There’s something about the animalistic way we communicate when we’re fucking that says more than thousands of words ever could.
“Is there something on your mind?” My words are slurred from the tug of sleep.
“Kinda.” She flips onto her back, so she can look at both of us easily. “I was wondering how it is you both became firefighters.”
You’d think that would be an easy question to answer. Not something that squeezes my heart and makes me jolt like a lightning bolt struck me.
“I don’t know about that one”—Zach jerks his thumb at me—“but I did it for the glory,” he jokes.
“Oh yeah? Just hoping to get into one of those calendars, were ya?” She ribs him.
“Of course! Between that and saving all the pretty damsels in distress, it sounded like a good gig to me.” He gently touches the tip of his finger to her nose. “I’d say it worked. It brought you over, didn’t it? You never would’ve come over and introduced yourself if you didn’t see a couple of firefighters washing the truck, would ya?” He puts her in the hot seat.
“What? I was just being friendly.” She pretends to be shocked by his suggestion. “It had nothing to do with the fact there were two, sexy firemen slowly scrubbing their firetruck without shirts on in the hot sun. Nope. Never crossed my mind,” she teases.
“Uh-huh, sounds legit.” He tickles her ribs and she squeals, kicking her feet under the blankets. “Spill it, tell the truth and the tickles stop.”
“Okay! Stop, I’ll admit it,” she manages to sputter between laughing fits. “It’s true. It’s all true.”
Zach drops his hand against her and the room goes silent as they both look over at me.
“What about you? Were you just looking for swooning fangirls too?” Kelly smiles as she searches my face.
“We should probably get some sleep.” I try to evade the question. We’ve all had such a good night, I don’t want to bring everyone down.
“No, come on. Tell me,” she prods.
“I’d rather not get into it.”
“Please.” Her eyes settle on my face and she reaches out for my hand. “I can’t go to sleep until I know.” She tries to pry it out of me.
What she doesn’t know is there’s no cute story for why I joined. I don’t have a funny one-liner about picking up chicks or anything like that. The reason I joined still touches my soul today.
“My brother died in a fire when I was a kid,” I answer. My voice is monotone. My emotions are shut down. I can’t let myself go back there. Losing Kayden was the worst thing that ever happened to me. To my family. It’s a wound that never healed in my heart.
“Oh my God, I’m such an idiot. I shouldn’t have pushed it. I’m so sorry.” The smile on her lips withers like grapes left to winter on a vine.
“You never told me that.” Zach almost sounds like he’s accusing me.
“It’s not something I like to talk about.”
“So you became a firefighter in his memory?” Kelly asks gently as she laces her fingers through mine, keeping me rooted to reality. As long as I hold her hand I won’t get lost in the flames. The memories won’t burn over me, taking me back to that day.
“I guess. Kind of. Kayden, my brother, he was fifteen and I was eight when it happened. It was a big fire, took the whole house. We lost everything that night. Everything.” My voice cracks and I swallow hard, trying to push the emotions down. “He didn’t know I jumped out the bathroom window and he ran back inside to get me. He was panicked and the smoke got him before he ever had a chance to get back outside. When I lost him, I swore I’d spend my life fighting fires. I wanted to try to make it so no one else had to lose their big brother. When I go to a fire, it’s personal for me.”
“Shit.” Zach looks over at me. “I’m so sorry, man.”
I nod and blink away the tears threatening to well up in my eyes.
“I can’t imagine,” Kelly whispers. “I mean, I lost my mother to cancer when I was a kid, so I know how it rips you open when someone you love so much dies, but still. I’m just, I’m really sorry, Desi.” She wipes tears from her eyes.
“It was a long time ago.” I clear my throat. “It’s best to leave it in the past. If you don’t mind, I’m pretty tired. We should probably try to get some sleep.” I roll over and stare at the wall.
“Yeah, of course.” Her voice is distant now. Like she’s not even next to me. I listen as both of them drift into dreams, while I stare at the white wall and watch as it bursts into flames that once again haunt me from my past.
14
Zach
I flip the pancakes over, hiding their creamy bubbly side and revealing the golden brown that was sizzling against the cast iron frying pan. They’re perfect, if I do say so myself. I mean, I probably shouldn’t be too proud of successfully mixing together the “just add water” style pancakes, but I am.
Desi barges back in the house. He went to the convenience store up the block to grab some syrup.
“Get some?” I eye the bag in his hand.
“Yeah, but not the real stuff. They only had butter flavored Aunt Jemima syrup.” He nods to the bag.
“I like that stuff better, to be honest with ya.” I shrug.
“You would.” He pulls the bottle out and puts it on the counter and then a can of Reddi-Whip right beside it.
“What’s that for?”
“You’ve never had whipped cream on pancakes?” Desi looks at me like I just grew another head.
“Nah, I don’t think I have.”
“Haven’t you ever eaten at an IHOP?”
“Nope. I’m more of a McDonald’s pancake guy.” I slide the spatula under the fully cooked pancakes and put them in the warm oven before pouring out the last of the batter.
“McDonald’s? Are you serious?”
“As a Mc-heart attack.” I smirk.
“Ugh, the human raccoon strikes again,” he mutters.
Breakfast is almost cooked up. It’s soon going to be time to wake our sleeping beauty from her slumber. I guess Desi and I must have really worn her out. He and I are both used to early mornings and late nights with the shifts at the firehouse, so we were up early.
Before Kelly joins us, there’s something that’s been playing on my mind all morning. I clear my throat and frown down at the last pancakes cooking on the stove.
“Hey, man, I wanted to say I’m really sorry about your brother.” I turn and face my friend. “You know, if you ever want to talk about it, I’m here for you, right?”
“Yeah, thanks. I appreciate it. I really do.” He opens the cupboard door, peering inside way too long at the stack of plates. “I’d rather not get into it, though.”
I can see he isn’t really looking at dishes, but a moment from his past that still haunts him today.
“Sure, I get it. I just want you to know if you change your mind, I’m here.”
“Thanks.” He purses his lips tight and I know trying to talk about this any more than we just have won’t go anywhere good. It’s best to drop it. That’s clearly what he wants.
“Mmm, what are you two up to? Did you make pancakes? Oh wow, and went and got syrup and whipped cream? A girl can get used to this.” Kelly saunters into the kitchen wearing nothing but my shirt and her panties, which are peeking out from underneath.
I’ll never understand how women can look in the mirror and see themselves as anything less than the stunning creatures they are. How is it that Kelly can wake up with bed head, no makeup, and my shirt on and I can barely contain myself? My greedy eyes soak in every inch of her gorgeous full figure as my mind replays how I got to enjoy sucking, licking, and nibbling her soft skin last night.
“I’ve got a better idea about how we can use that whipped cream.”
“I like the way you think.” Desi slowly saunters over to her with the can dangling from his hand.
“I don’t want to make you guys late for your shift.” She looks up at us from under her lashes in a way that makes me doubt that.
“I told you, we’re off for a few days, remember?”
“Yup, the only thing on the agenda today is mattress shopping,” Desi agrees, “and you.” His voice drops an octave.
“Well, since I’m tossing my old bed anyway, it wouldn’t hurt to let it get a little messy.” She tilts her head.
“You don’t have to tell me twice.” Desi scoops her up and tosses her over his shoulder, as she laughs.
I quickly turn off the burner on the stove and follow them down the hall to the bedroom. Fuck pancakes. Anyone who says breakfast is the most important meal of the day hasn’t had a sexy woman offer to let you lick whipped cream off her body.
Desi tosses Kelly down on the bed and she bounces against the tired mattress. “Shirt off,” he demands.
I watch as she peels it off and tosses it to the floor. Her full breasts are exposed and her nipples are pebbled with desire.
“What are you gonna do with that?” She points at the can.
“First I’m going to take some whipped cream and smear it over your most sensitive parts.” The can hisses as he holds it over her tits and lets the white streaks fall onto her skin. “I think it’s safe to say we’ll both gladly lick you clean. And then, I’m gonna let you taste some, off my cock.”
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