by Terry Towers
“I love you, Sam.” The words came flying out of my mouth before I knew I was saying them, and they were quickly followed by my cheeks growing very warm. I started to turn away from him, but he refused to let me, and capturing my chin in his hand, he forced me to look directly into his eyes as he said, “I love you too Andy.”
We stared at each other for a moment, our souls bared for the other to see. Without warning, Sam bent and picked me up into his arms. I squealed in surprise as he carried me over to the blanket Eric had laid out. “And now, we’re going to show you exactly how much,” he said, laying down on the blanket. With a ragged sigh, I laid back on the blanket as each brother lay down on either side of me. This was like sensory overload, I had no idea who I wanted to touch or what I wanted to do first.
The brothers took the decision-making from me.
“Have you ever had anal before, Andrea?” Eric asked as he slipped his hand between my legs and ran a finger along my slit.
Closing my eyes, I indulged in the feel of his hands on me as Sam’s tongue and lips flicked and teased my hardened nipples. “Yes, a couple times,” I admitted, feeling a blush form on my cheeks again.
“Good. We’re going to take it slow, okay?” Eric slipped two fingers into my drenched core. I was so wet and getting wetter by the second as Eric’s fingers found my g-spot and went to stroking me, making me start to buck and writhe under him.
“Baby, I need you to straddle Sam, I’m going to take your ass, okay?”
Opening my eyes, I shuddered as I looked at Eric and into the dark pools of passion staring down at me. “This is really happening, isn’t it?”
He smiled and nodded. “Only if you want it to.”
“God, I do.”
Eric removed his fingers from me and helped me straddle Sam, who was lying down and waiting for me. Positioning myself over his shaft, I took a minute to stroke him, rubbing the head of his dick back and forth along my slit and enjoying the hitch in his breath and the low groans he uttered.
But my need was too strong, and by torturing him, I was also torturing myself and I’d been dying for need for way too long already. Positioning him at my entrance, I slowly lowered myself onto him, crying out as his dick filled me. It filled me so beautifully that it felt like he was meant it was meant for me. He was meant for me. Correction, they.
I began to grind on him, rocking my hips on his, moving up until he was nearly out, then slamming back down until he was balls-deep in my core. I’d hardly gotten started, and I was nearing the finish point.
“God, I’m going to come,” I moaned.
“Come baby, come on my cock, let me feel you.”
I looked down at Sam, our gazes locked, and the look of heated intensity was all I needed to send me toppling over the edge. I cried out as I came, collapsing over him. But the brothers weren’t done with me, not by a long shot. Sam’s dick was rigid hard within me, and Eric had returned and was laying over me, his mouth nipping at the back of my neck.
“Are you ready for me, honey?” Eric asked as he slipped a finger between my ass cheeks and began to massage lube around my back entrance.
“Uh-huh. I think-” I couldn’t finish my sentence as my breath hitched in my throat as Eric slipped a finger into my back entrance. Moaning, I began to move against his finger and Sam’s dick.
Eric added a second finger and began working the two scissoring his fingers and stretching me so he could gain entrance into my back passage. “Please, oh Eric, please!” I’d wondered what it was like to be double-teamed for some time now, and I was finally going to find out. “I need you cock,” I gasped.
“Okay baby. If I hurt you, I’ll stop.”
I nodded and waited as he removed his fingers and replaced them with his dick. The head of his dick pressed against my ass. Slowly, so slowly, he began pushing into me, but my god, my entire body was trembling with need and desire. The smell of their bodies, the feel of their hard forms sandwiching me, and the sound of their low moans as they worked my holes was putting me into a state of overwhelming ecstasy.
But I wanted—no, needed more. Impatient with Eric being so careful, I bucked back against him, making his cock slide fully into me, balls-deep. I screamed out, both in pain and in pleasure, and the feelings rushing through me were so intense that the two sensations seemed one in the same.
“Are you okay?” they asked, both at the same time, alarm in their tones as they froze.
“Yes… oh god, yes!” I cried out and began to rock against them. It was awkward at first, but we soon developed a rhythm, giving and receiving pleasure. And it seemed like I was reaching another orgasm way too soon for my liking.
“Jesus Andy, I’m so close. I don’t think I can hold off much longer,” Sam groaned under me. He reached up and cupped my breasts in his hands, his fingers pinching my nipples and making me cry out as surges of pleasure raced down my spine.
“Me too. I’m going to come,” I moaned, closing my eyes and focusing on the feelings.
I’d barely gotten the words from my mouth when Eric started to tremble, and his fingers started to dig into my hips. One more thrust, two more, and I heard Eric groan loudly as he slammed into me a final time, unloading his cum deep into my ass.
Eric’s orgasm caused a chain reaction. The feeling of his warm cum filling my ass was too much to handle, and I was sent toppling over the edge of my desire in an orgasm that left me dizzy. I found myself grateful for Eric’s hands on my hips steading me.
My cum rushing to meet his dick made Sam erupt next. He thrust his hips up, meeting mine and letting himself unload. His orgasm sent me spiralling a second time, and I cried out, my cries sounding in unison with Sam.
“Oh God, I’m… I’m…” I couldn’t even finish my thought. This was pleasure beyond anything I could have ever imagined. All I could do was collapse onto Sam as exhaustion took over. I was so spent that I didn’t even feel him when Eric removed himself from me. “That was amazing.”
Chapter 19
Andrea
The walk back to our house wasn’t nearly as awkward as I worried it would be. In fact, the brothers acted as if nothing ever happened. Had I just imagined the entire thing? No, no I didn’t, the wonderful soreness in my bottom and my pussy was proof positive that it happened.
“Maybe tonight was just brand-new opening luck,” Eric mused.
“Or not. Even with half the audience that we had tonight, we can make a go of this,” Sam added.
“I’m running ahead, I’ve gotta pee like a race horse.” Sam said as he began jogging ahead of us and disappeared around the corner of our street, leaving Eric and I alone as we continued on at our normal pace.
“Are you okay?”
I smiled. “I’m great. The club was a hit. It feels good.”
“I mean, about what happened between the three of us,” Eric clarified. “Sam and I spent most of the week discussing it, and we sort of threw it at you tonight.”
Looking up at him, I saw the genuine concern in his expression. “Why would I be anything other than great? I’ll be honest, I’m not sure how this will affect how we are with each other though.”
Eric frowned. “What do you mean?”
“I mean, like sleeping arrangements and all that. What if we want to get married one day?”
Eric laughed putting his hands up in the air in front of him. “Whoa, whoa, whoa, back it up, babe, I think we need to just take this day by day.”
“But it’s a general concern. This isn’t a normal relationship.”
“And just for the record, we’re all already married.”
“Huh?” What in the hell was he talking about?
“Remember? We were kids. Your friend, for the life of me I can’t remember her name, she married us.”
I thought back and laughed along with him. “Ohmygod, I totally forgot about that.”
“See? So it’s a non-issue.” He slipped his arm around my shoulders and pulled me tight to his side.
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p; Slipping my arm around his waist, I laid my head against him. “You know I’m being serious, right? It’s a legitimate concern. And eventually there will be babies…”
“One day at a time. We can figure things out as we go. If you haven’t noticed, this is a little new for us as well.”
“You don’t think there will be a point where this won’t work?”
Laughing, Eric shook his head. “You’re asking me questions I don’t have answers to, honey. The only thing we can do is take this day by day. What I can tell you for sure at this very moment in time is that I’m in love with you, as is Sam. And we’d rather share you than lose you to someone else.”
My heart fluttered, and I melted inside. “Can you say that again?”
He grinned. “Say what again? We’re rather share-”
“No, no. The other part.”
“The ‘I’m in love with you’ part?” His grin widened, and I could see the love and affection in his gaze and expression.
“Uh-huh. That part.”
“Andrea Carrie Fox, I’m totally in love with you.”
I sighed. This day had to be the best day of my life.
Eric cleared his throat and looked at me with an eyebrow cocked. “And this is where you say…”
I stopped on my tracks and wrapped my arms around his waist, looking up into his eyes as I responded, “I love you too.” Reaching up, I traced the line of his strong jaw with my index finger. “I feel like I’m the luckiest woman alive right now.”
Eric pulled me in tighter as he lowered his lips to mine. Slipping my arms around his neck, I pressed myself tight to him, welcoming his kiss. My lips parted, inviting him in. His tongue slipped between my parted lips and began to wrestle with mine, forcing mine into submission. Heat ignited between my legs, and my desire flared up within me.
“Okay,” I moaned as I pulled away from him. “If we don’t stop, we won’t make it back to the house.”
Chucking, Eric stepped away and took my hand in his, his larger hand enclosing around my tiny one and we began walking again. “Let’s get home. It’s been a long day.”
“It has.” I agreed as I yawned, accenting my point. As much as I wanted Eric again, the idea of a nice, soft bed was even more appealing to me.
We rounded the corner, and our house came into view. We walked in silence the rest of the way.
“Bout time you guys got here,” Sam said greeting us as we entered the house. He’d already shed his clothes and was now wearing a pair of flannel pajama bottoms and no shirt. I don’t think I’d ever get bored of looking at his perfectly toned body.
Looking up at Eric, we shared a smile, and then I shrugged. “We got distracted a moment.”
Sam looked from Eric to me and then back again. “Ahhh. Well, I’m heading to bed. Meet you up there.”
Meet him up there? He disappeared before I had a chance to ask.
“Go on, I’ll catch up with you.” Eric gave me a quick slap on the ass, making me yelp. I shot him a dirty look which only made him laugh before making my way up the stairs. My bedroom door was open when I reached my room, and when I looked in, I saw Sam in my bed, laying on his back, eyes closed.
Well, I guess that answers that question, I mused.
Not wanting to wake him, I did my best to remain quiet as I stripped out of my clothing. I came to another dilemma—what would I wear to bed? Snoopy pajamas didn’t seem appropriate in the situation, so after some consideration, I opted for a cute little black satin teddy. It was an impulse buy at Macy’s one day that very rarely got worn.
Ready for bed, I slipped in under the blankets and cuddled next to Sam, draping my arm over his chest and placing my head on his shoulder. I could hardly believe how right it felt to be next to him like this right now.
I had just settled myself against Sam when he surprised me by flipping me to my back, straddling my waist and pinning my hands up and over my head. I yelped in surprise then laughed as I looked up at him grinning face above me.
“I thought you were asleep.”
“Do you think I’d go to sleep without a good night kiss and saying that I love you?”
My smile widened.
“What?”
“I’m just having a hard time grasping the fact that you’re saying that to me. The whole thing seems so surreal, ya know?”
“I know. Doesn’t make it less true, though.”
“No, It doesn’t.”
“So,” he leaned down and kissed me tenderly, his lips brushing against mine so softly I barely felt them. “As I was saying, I love you, Andy.”
As I stared up into his eyes, I could have sworn I was on cloud nine right then, and life couldn’t get much better. “I love you too, Sam.”
“So is it an open-invitation party?” We both turned out head to see Eric’s broad frame in the doorway.
“Open party, brother,” Sam replied, slipping off of me and flopping back down at my side.
“Good.” Eric grabbed the hem of his t-shirt and pulled it up and over his head, tossing it into my clothes hamper. As he approached the king-sized bed, he stripped off the remainder of his clothing and slipped under the blankets, naked on my free side.
Turning over to his side, Eric captured my chin in his hand and lowered his lips to mine. “If I wasn’t so damned exhausted, I’d make love to you again before sleep. Rain check?”
I nodded. As he settled in, laying on his back, he pulled me tight against him. Once settled, Sam snuggled against my back, spooning me.
For the first time since we lost our parents I felt totally and utterly happy and content.
Epilogue
Sam
“Ladiesssss. What you’ve all been waiting for! The men of The Foxy! And don’t worry, they love to get hands on and physical!”
I stood behind the bar and watched as Andy announced the start of the night, ladies’ night. She’d become the MC for the shows, and she loved it, and you could tell just by looking at her just how happy she was—she practically glowed. As long as she stayed fully dressed in front of our patrons, I was happy. Now that she was mine, the only person who would ever see her stunning body was me… well, me and Eric.
The women in the bar screamed, all crowding the front as Andy left the stage and the music started up, the first male stripper taking the stage.
It had only been a month since we’d reopened the club, but it was enough time to determine that the first night’s success was not a fluke. We were busy every night, but ladies’ nights were by far the busiest, bringing in both women and men hoping to score with the horny women at the club. It all meant lots of cash for the club, bringing us into the black financially by a huge margin.
Foxy on Fire was a huge success, and it was all because of Andy.
“You see her every day, stop gawking and get to work,” Eric said, nudging my ribs with his elbow.
“Like you don’t stare from time to time.”
A flash of guilt shone in his eyes, and he shrugged turning away from me and went to serve another customer. I’d never seen Eric so in love. It was nice to see and made me happy, even if it meant I was sharing my happiness with my brother.
Things had been like a dream. The club was doing exceptionally well, despite the smattering of picketers outside, and we were close to graduating from college. What became of our careers after we graduated, we really didn’t know, but regardless of what we chose, the bar would always be our main focal point.
As for Andy…
It was working out much better than either of us ever could have imagined. It had been a gamble, and the gamble had worked out. I never dreamed I would be sharing a woman with my brother, and if it had been anyone other than Andy, I know it wouldn’t have worked. But Andy was different—she was special, and there was surprisingly little jealousy between us. Andy made sure each of us felt loved, and we both had private intimate time with her. Perhaps that was the key. She had so much love in her that there was plenty to go around.
I
won’t even get into the sex, aside from saying it was incredible. Best sex I’ve ever had, both with and without Eric. Though I did cherish the special times I had with her alone.
What the future had in store for us, I couldn’t say, but for now, life was good. It was better than good, it was amazing. Because we had one thing that so many people in the world were desperately searching for—love.
The End
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