by Alexa Anna
Jake and Luke sure seem to be taking a long time in the bathroom.
I have a brief thought: I wonder if they’re hoping I’ll come and join them?
Frankly, that could be hot, but I’d rather be back in their comfortable bed. Or, rather, Luke’s comfortable bed. I wonder if it was weird for them to sleep together, even with me in the middle of them? I doubt it. They’ve probably been through worse.
For some reason, my thoughts drift towards my high school days. Maybe it’s the chandeliers or something in this place that makes me think of it.
You wouldn’t know it to look at me, or took a look at my current finances, my job—really nothing about my lifestyle would make you think that I come from a well to do, somewhat wealthy family.
My dad is a vice president for a large beauty products company, and my mother was the classic perfect and pristine stay at home mother. When I was a kid, they’d often take the family out to eat at nice restaurants, restaurants not unlike from this one.
When I got to high school, I started to hate the whole thing. I hated the pretensions, and way we had to look the right way all the time. Everything always seemed to be about appearances, nothing else. My mother would comment that another family in the neighborhood wasn’t looking too presentable these days, that the father could be seen walking around in scruffy clothing. Meanwhile, it never occurred to her to look at what was actually going on. The neighbor in question had actually published his first book and become an overnight success. He was able to quit his job as a corporate lawyer and got to wear the clothes he liked, and I imagine he was a lot happier. He was always smiling after that, and a hell of a lot friendlier. But to my mother and father, he was no longer the type of man they’d want to invite over for dinner. He was no longer presentable, as they put it.
I cringe to think of what my parents would think of me sleeping with Jake and Luke. But then again, they’d cringe to know about almost any aspect of my lifestyle, especially my job and the semi-broke state of vague poverty that’s always around me like a swamp that drags me down.
When I was at the end of high school, I started rebelling. First, it was the music I listened to, which I would blast from my room. Then it was my clothes, and then my hair, which I even shaved completely off at one point. At that point, my parents stopped dragging me to restaurants, and stopped taking me to the boring corporate parties that my dad loved so much.
They wouldn’t pay for my college unless I “cleaned up my act,” so I moved into the city from the suburbs when I turned 18 and I’ve been here ever since. I keep thinking I should start taking some classes or something, but the money’s always been tight, and while there are so many things I’d want to do in the world, like become an artist, or a graphic designer, I don’t…
“Hey there, sexy,” says Jake, leaning down and kissing me on the mouth, appearing out of nowhere and interrupting my thoughts.
“Hi,” I say, kissing him back.
“Let’s get out of here, OK? This place is starting to give me creeps. Too fancy for my liking.”
“Me too,” I say. “It’s weird, it makes me think about… well, all sorts of things. My family, mostly, I guess.”
“You went to a lot of places like this as a kid or something?”
“My family was kind of… wealthy,” I say.
Jake lets out a low whistle. “I can’t relate at all to that,” he says.
“Me neither,” says Luke.
“So did you guys grow up together or something?” I say. “You both…” I’m about to say they seem so similar, but I figure they might not appreciate that for some reason.
Luke shakes his head. “We met in the military.”
“I didn’t realize you were in the military,” I say. They might have told me, though. I’m not too good at remembering personal details about people when I first meet them, honestly.
“Yup,” says Luke. “For a while.”
“We were the best of the best,” says Jake, laughing for some reason.
“Why’s that so funny?” I say.
Jake shrugs, and Luke doesn’t say anything.
“You guys see action?” I say.
They both nod, but don’t say anything.
This cloud of mystery still hangs over them, and I’m not able to penetrate it yet. There’s so much more about them that I don’t know.
“Why don’t we head back home?” says Jake, giving me a wink. “I feel like I could use a nap.”
“You don’t seem tired at all,” I say. “You actually seem to have more energy after the meal.”
“He means…” says Luke.
“Sex,” says Jake, interrupting him.
“Oh!” I say, embarrassed that I’m so slow to catch on. But, hey, I’m kind of new to these things, to the innuendo and roundabout ways people talk about things like sex and relationships.
Jake slaps my ass, and I giggle.
“You’ll see what I mean soon enough,” he says.
“Haven’t I already?” I say.
Luke and Jake exchange a look.
“We think you’re ready for more,” says Luke, somewhat gravely.
“Don’t worry,” says Jake. “You’re going to like it, trust me.”
“No one’s complained yet,” says Luke.
That makes Jake laugh like nothing else.
It gives me the chills, though, just for a moment. They say they’ve slept with a lot of women, but, really, how many are we talking about? I suddenly feel a little strange being just another link in the chain, just another notch on the double bed post.
Jake
“After you, madam,” I say, holding the door for her again, bowing ornately.
She giggles, but Luke gives me something of a glare.
“You don’t like the act?” I say.
Luke doesn’t say anything.
“I’m just going to freshen up a little,” says Lexi.
I watch her ass in her tights as she disappears around the corner of the hall into the bathroom. I can hear the water running, and my mind starts to imagine what she’s doing in there and what position she’s in.
She’s already got my cock hard, but for some reason thinking about her dropping her tights, or leggings, or yoga pants, or whatever they call them now (the only thing I know about them is they turn me on like nothing else) just makes me even harder than before.
“Should we go for it?” says Luke.
I nod. “She wants it,” I say. “But we should ask her first, of course.”
“Obviously,” says Luke.
I walk past him and grab a glass of water from the sink. It’s always good to stay hydrated, especially when you’re going to be getting an intense work out.
“We should really be getting back to work soon,” says Luke, getting some water for himself.
I nod. “But what do you want to do, man, leave her alone for the day?”
“This is more time than we’ve ever spent with a woman,” says Luke.
“More time outside of the bedroom,” I say, correcting him.
Luke sighs. “The thing is,” he says. “I think I… like her.”
I laugh. “Like like her?” I say, imitating the way younger people talk.
“It’s bad, man,” he says.
“Shit,” I say. “I think I’ve got it, too, actually. And it’s fucking strong.”
“What are we going to do about it?”
“Do about it?” I say. “What is there to do about it? Let’s keep hanging out with her. That’s what I want to do about it. I don’t know what the fuck you have in mind.”
Before Luke can answer, Lexi comes into the kitchen, wearing the same leggings as earlier, but with only a bra on instead of her sweater and t-shirt.
I let out a low whistle, and I mean it.
“You look incredible,” says Luke, somewhat gravely.
“I know,” says Lexi.
I grin at her and she looks me right in the eyes, without blinking. Her gaze changes to Luke, and I think I actually
see him gulp.
Fuck, I can’t blame him.
She seems to have gained some poise in the bathroom, or maybe just from spending more time with us, and getting more familiar with us. She stands with one arm stretched out in the doorframe, sticking out her hips seductively.
I don’t see the shy girl in front of me. I see Lexi, the new Lexi, the seductive Lexi who knows what she wants.
She’s definitely fucking ready.
She sticks out one hand and beckons us with a single finger, just like in the movies.
Luke and I follow her to Luke’s bedroom, where she flops down on her back on the bed, the covers puffing up around her as she falls.
“You look incredible,” I say.
She just looks at me, her smile and gaze drenched in desire.
“Get those pants off,” she says.
Luke and I are quick, taking our pants off as quick as we can.
We’re both rock hard, our cocks raging, raging towards her like a storm that’s about to strike.
I can’t help it. I’m down in front of her, my knees on the floor, leaning towards her.
I’m drawn to her, to this space between her legs.
I’m barely paying attention, but Luke is lying next to her on the bed, and they’re kissing. He’s got his hands on her breasts, cupping her bra, and moving towards her bare flesh that’s exposed.
I brace my hands on both her inner thighs, pulling her legs apart.
I start massaging her through her pants, and she moans.
Next, off come her pants. I yank them down, pulling her panties with it.
The most delicate gorgeous pink flower greets me, opening for me.
I just dive in. I’m ready to eat her up. I love the smell, which makes me hungry for her. I can feel her body responding to me, and I respond to her intuitively, without thinking consciously about what I’m doing. I’m just doing it, pleasuring her. She’s moaning intensely, her mouth now pulled away from Luke.
She squirms, her body writhing, as the orgasm hits her.
“I need your cock,” she moans.
It’s certainly ready, about to burst, hard as a rock, sticking out in front of me like a primitive spear.
With a hand on each leg, I pull her slowly towards me, her back dragging on the bed, so that he’s right at the edge of the bed. My cock’s right between her legs, and now the head enters her.
She cries out and I plunge inside her.
I sigh in pleasure as I start pumping. She’s moaning and the whole rest of the world seems to fade away. It’s nothing but Lexi and me. But now I realize Luke’s here too, leaning down on top of her, plunging his cock down inside her mouth.
He motions me to change positions.
“You want to try anal?” I say.
“Yes!” she cries out, her voice frantic with excitement.
“Grab the lube,” I say.
“Lube grabbed,” says Luke, a rare display of humor coming from him. But there’s a grin on his face, the anticipation of what’s about to happen.
I lie down flat on my back, and show her how to crouch down on top of me, straddling me.
For a moment, my cock feels dead without her. But it plunges back into her as she sinks onto it, spreading her toned legs on either side of me.
I thrust up with my hips to greet her, pushing myself further inside her.
She groans in delight and leans down, arching her back, to kiss me fully.
I hear the sound of the container opening, and Luke dips his fingers in and lubes up his cock.
“Now stick your ass out,” he growls.
She does, changing the angle of her pussy in relation to my cock. I growl as I start pumping into her more fiercely.
She’s still riding me, rhythmically, moving her hips back and forth.
Her breasts are free of her bra (Luke’s doing) and they hang down, almost in my face. I lurch up my neck to take a nipple in my mouth, sucking on it.
Luke’s in position behind her, his hand on his condomed cock, all lubed up. I can’t see, but I know exactly what he’s doing, judging by the sounds. He’s nestling it between her ass, right in the middle, rubbing it up and down.
Now he goes in, ready, alert, erect.
He plunges into her ass, his cock disappearing.
Lexi grunts with pleasure. She groans, and cries out. She’s not moving so much now, with Luke inside her, so I’m fucking up and into her harder than ever.
Time seems to slow down. I take her all in, her entire body, her sounds, her smells, the look in her eyes.
Luke is grunting and growling, deep inside her ass.
My eyes follow the curve of her back, reaching her ass, as I look down her side.
Now our eyes meet again. She’s looking down at me, staring so far into me.
She bites her lips and I see it in her eyes—she’s about to come.
Suddenly, it explodes in her, the sounds erupting from her as she’s rocked back and forth between us, between our forceful thrusts.
Luke grunts as he comes inside her ass, and I give one final series of quick powerful thrusts and my own cock explodes, filling the condom. We’re all completely still, having fallen together. She’s down, pressed against me, and Luke’s fallen onto her, all of us exhausted.
Eventually we disentangle ourselves and flop onto the bed, where she curls up between us.
“That was incredible,” she says, sighing. “I never thought I’d like it so much.”
“Don’t worry,” I say. “There’s more to come.”
“More?”
I just wink at her.
Luke
We’re in Rivers’ office again, meeting with him for the tenth time. I feel like nothing’s happening on this case. We haven’t figured out who these guys are, and we haven’t figured out what we’re going to do about them. It’s simply unrealistic to think Jake and I are going to head in, guns blazing, and take them all out. For one thing, we’d go to jail for a long, long time. And it wouldn’t be ethical, despite them having attacked us.
This is real life, not the movies, and we’ve got to play it smart. Smart and slow.
On the other hand, it’s fucking frustrating knowing nothing’s happened, and I think Rivers is starting to get annoyed with us.
I know that Lexi’s slowing us down a little. We shouldn’t be spending so much time with her, but then again, I’d be the last person to ever say that out loud. I just want to be near her all the time, even if I’m not inside of her. Even when we’re not having sex… this is a totally new feeling for me.
“I just don’t see why you guys haven’t made any progress yet,” says Rivers. He’s not sleazy like Jim, or at least not nearly. So he’s sort of polite about it. “I mean, I understand what you guys went through… and rescuing that girl… that was great… but what are we doing here?”
“Look, Rivers,” I say. “Sometimes these things take a long time. But I’m frustrated about it too.”
“We’ll get them,” says Jake, interjecting. “We just need more time.”
Rivers nods and looks down at some papers on his desk. “I just don’t know,” he says. “This neighborhood isn’t what it used to be.”
“You mean it used to be something worse, or something better?” says Jake, not able to help himself. “Sorry, but I just don’t see much of a community vibe here, you know?”
“It wasn’t always like this,” says Rivers. “I’ve been here a long time, and I know all the business owners. But a lot of the old factories closed. A lot of things got shut down. You know how it is.”
I nod.
“Listen,” I say. “I feel like we haven’t gotten the whole story from you. Maybe there’s some piece of information, however small, that might be helpful for us. You do seem to know the neighborhood really well.”
Rivers shakes his head slowly. “No…” he starts to say, before interrupting himself. “Well,” he says. “There’s one thing… Have you met Jim, the guy who owns the bar? He’s only be
en in the area a few years.”
We nod, and Jake and I exchange a look. Yeah, we’ve met Jim, and fucked his bartender a handful of times. And we might be getting emotionally involved with her.
“We met him,” I say.
Jake chuckles, and Rivers gives him a look.
“Well,” says Rivers. “It’s really nothing. He seems like a good guy. It’s just that, I don’t know, I’ve seen him walking around at strange places, strange times of the night.”
“Could you be a little more specific?” I say. “That might be something to go on.”
“It’s him,” says Jake, jumping the gun. “He’s involved.”
“We don’t know that yet,” I say.
“I’m not saying anything like that,” says Rivers, adjusting the large cowboy hat he’s wearing today for some inexplicable reason. What purpose it could serve in an industrial laundry facility really begs the question, but whatever, he can dress himself however he likes.
I nod my head. “Any more information you can give us could be helpful.”
“’I’ve never seen him with those masked guys or anything,” says Rivers.
I nod. Of course, during the day, those masked guys could be anyone, once they take off their masks. It doesn’t take a hired guy like me to figure that out. Or at least it shouldn’t.
My mind starts to wander back to Lexi, and that last session we had with her. My cock starts to grow in my pants as the memory of being deep in her ass comes back. But I pull my attention back to Rivers.
“Yup,” he says. “Just walking around, you know? Not sure what he was doing. I was just driving back home. Not a good time of night to be walking around. Really can’t think of anything else.”
Jake and I thank him and head out of the building. The smell of the industrial laundry detergent they use here is really starting to be too familiar. It’s time we wrapped up this case and got back to our regular life, whatever that is. I guess that just means moving onto the next case.
Lexi
I spend the first night alone in a couple days and it feels strange. We decided that things in The Downs seemed to have calmed down slightly. There hasn’t been any signed of the masked men, and while I felt welcome, I didn’t want to interfere with their work. It seemed time to come home to my apartment. My bed feels empty without Jake and Luke in it with me, and I wake up hungry for them, hungry for their hard bodies and their cocks.
