Ruined Between the Sheets: An Anthology of Dystopian Stories that Get to the Point

by L. A. Boruff

  Indie’s eyes widened, and a smile flirted with her lips. Her thighs parted, and she tugged her skirt up a few inches. God, he loved watching her get excited, not just for him, but for all of her men.

  And he loved watching Jack get hard for her. Jack hadn’t been with anyone else since he and Cody met. Cody knew Jack loved women too, and he sometimes worried that Jack needed some pussy, that his dick wasn’t enough. Loving Indie together had taken away that fear and added a new level of passion to their already volatile connection.

  Indie unbuttoned the front of her flowery dress. “I need to get my clothes off.” She stood and shrugged out of it, letting the light fabric float to the floor, leaving her in a sky blue satin bra and matching panties. The pale color contrasted nicely with her brown skin, the same way Cody’s fading tan clashed against her dark body when they connected.

  Austin sucked in a ragged breath. “You trying to make us harder?”

  “Not possible.” Jack’s erection had reached full extension, most likely due to the presence of both his woman and his man.

  Eli smiled at Indie while she reached behind her back to unhook her bra. “You’re already naked to me. You always are. I don’t even notice what you’re wearing. I’m like Superman. My x-ray vision sees right through your clothes.”

  The clasp gave way and the straps slid down her arms as the weight of her freed breasts assisted Indie in dropping her bra off. “I’d expect something like that from wild boy Cody, but not you, Mr. Rational.”

  Eli winked at her. “My dirty little secret.”

  She pulled the remaining hairpins from her bun and shook her head. Her shiny black hair curled around her arms as she bent over to slide her panties to her ankles, hiding her nakedness until she stood upright again and blessed them all with a full-frontal view. She’d never once been shy with them, never complained about one breast being slightly larger than the other or that her hips flared too wide. None of them had ever found fault with her body, and they’d each explored it fully. Indie sat on the couch again, crossing her ankles and resting her hands in her lap like a proper naked young lady.

  Cody gripped his cock at the base and stroked all the way up. From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the other three men doing the same. Small moans and quiet grunts echoed while they waited for her to make a move. Cody framed his full erection with his hands. “Who do you want first, darlin’?”

  “Hmm…” Pure mischief danced in her eyes, and she tapped her fingertip on her lips. Her gaze drifted from one man to the next, intently focused on their offerings as if choosing her favorite ice cream from the dairy case. She clapped her hand over her eyes and groaned as if the sight of four erect penises was too much for her. “Oh God, this is so hard.”

  Jack snickered. “Damn right it is.”

  “Shut up and let her concentrate.” Cody smacked Jack’s bare ass.

  Jack reached over and squeezed Cody’s balls. Cody’s eyes drifted shut, and sweet heat rolled up his cock in waves that rocked him from root to tip.

  “Okay, that settles it. I want Austin and Eli.” She beckoned them to join her on the couch.

  Austin sat beside her and unlaced his boots, pushing them off with his toes while Eli shoved his unzipped pants to the floor, then picked them up and dug through his pockets for a condom.

  “Well, fuck,” Jack grumbled.

  “As you wish, darlin’.” Only mildly disappointed that she hadn’t chosen him, Cody stripped off the rest of his clothes and sat on the table to watch. Jack yanked his shirt over his head and parked his bare butt beside Cody. They reached for each other’s cocks at the same time, and their mutual moans drew Indie’s attention.

  “That’s what I like.” She sighed, staring at the action on the table while Austin slipped his hand between her thighs and Eli kissed the side of her neck. “Playing with them while I watch you two play with each other.” She fumbled with the buttons on Austin’s camouflage jacket, unable to open them efficiently without looking at what she was doing.

  The major shook his head and finished the task for her, adding his clothes to the pile on the floor. He got up to retrieve a box of condoms from his backpack and set them on the armrest within easy reach before reclaiming his spot on the couch.

  Eli cupped both her breasts in his big hand. “The woman’s got an agenda.” He wore nothing but the condom he’d found.

  “I like it. I like it a lot.” Jack bent over and sucked Cody’s cock into his mouth. The wet heat zipped tingles straight to his balls, tightening them up and practically begging for release.

  Cody sank his fingers into Jack’s hair. “Go slow, man. Save some for her.” The rolling boil settled to a steady simmer, keeping the flame burning just under control.

  Jack grunted, probably agreeing. Cody leaned back on his hands to give Jack better access while he watched Austin and Eli pleasure his woman. No—their woman. One man couldn’t claim her, and none of them gave a damn that she refused to choose between them.

  Austin dropped to his knees on the floor and pressed his face between Indie’s spread legs while Eli kissed her and stroked her nipples with his fingers. Cody tapped Jack on the head and pointed to the couch. Keeping Cody’s cock trapped between his lips, Jack turned to watch the threesome. Cody slid his hand between the table and Jack’s hips and found an erection just as stiff as his. Obviously, they shared the same pleasure in watching Indie fuck the other two guys. He fondled Jack’s cock with a lazy grip, maintaining their connection and his lover’s erection until Indie decided she wanted their services.

  “Harder!” She gasped and dug her fingers into Austin’s scalp, and then she came, crying out and clamping her thighs around his head. Her vise grip didn’t deter him, and Eli bent down to suck her nipples while she squirmed between them.

  Cody’s rhythm faltered, but Jack’s never wavered. God, he’s gonna kill me. Cody bit his lip and dropped down on the table, staring at the ceiling and counting squares in the paneling until Indie’s moans subsided.

  Austin crawled up on the couch while Indie straddled Eli’s lap, sliding down on his upright cock and facing the table while she rode him. She took Austin’s cock in her hand, stroking and twisting while he leaned back with a dopey smile on his face.

  Indie settled back against Eli’s chest, focusing her gaze at the naked men on the table. “How did you two get involved with each other?”

  Cody propped himself up on his free arm. “The first time I met Jack, we were both naked.”

  She gasped, probably from Eli’s monster cock driving into her rather than Cody’s not-surprising-to-anyone confession. “Oh my. How did that happen?”

  An audible pop sounded as Jack sat up and wiped his mouth. “Group showers at the base.”

  Cody grinned, recalling their first encounter while they pulled each other’s cocks again. “There was this blind corner. I walked straight into him. Boom! Dicks-smacking, balls-slapping collision. I’d seen naked guys before, played football all my life, locker rooms, no big deal. I’d even slapped a bare ass or two. But the full-frontal contact with Jack gave me an instant boner.” He turned and shot a questioning eyebrow arch at Jack. “And you were already hard.”

  Jack blushed. “Someone had left a Playboy magazine open to the centerfold on the towel shelf. Miss July…beautiful woman.”

  Cody’s shallow laugh turned into a deep moan as Jack’s grip tightened. “He was a complete gentleman about it, apologized, but I caught a spark in his eye.” He’d never forget that look. Running into Jack had changed his life. “He got dressed, and I went to shower, ignored the centerfold and got off thinking about him instead. Thought that would expel the demon, but twenty minutes later, I came again.”

  “Twenty minutes.” Austin shook his head, but Cody caught a hint of envy in the older man’s tone.

  Jack adjusted his strokes and narrowed his eyes at Cody. “You never told me that.”

  “Yup.” He might as well confess everything. They’d been in each oth
er’s pants ever since, so he had nothing left to hide. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you, wanting to see you again—not just naked—and it freaked me out.” Very few women had gotten into his head the way Jack did.

  “But you were cool about it the next day.” Jack’s stiffening cock appeared contrary to the confusion in his eyes.

  Cody smiled. He’d faked the calm, jammed his shaking hands in his pockets to keep from ripping Jack’s clothes off. “That’s what I wanted you to think.”

  “So all the time we were hanging out…”

  Drinking together, playing cards, swapping stories about women. Cody could only think about one thing. “I wanted to get down on my knees and taste that beast.”

  “It wasn’t just lack of action and a lot of liquor?”

  Tequila, to be exact. “No.” That same night, a pretty female private had offered herself to Cody, but he’d turned her down to go meet Jack. “Well, yeah. I hadn’t gotten laid in months.”

  “Me neither.” No doubt Jack had gotten a lot more opportunities than Cody, being open to both sexes. “But I didn’t want to be your drunken regret.”

  He’d gotten drunk to lower his inhibitions. He’d wanted to make a move on the man for weeks since they’d collided in the shower, had plenty of chances, but needed a push to get there. “I wanted to get you out of my system.”

  Jack laughed. “How’d that work out for ya?” He leaned over and licked Cody’s jawline.

  Cody recalled the encounter with startling detail considering how wasted he’d been. He’d reached for Jack’s belt buckle and slipped his hand behind it when Jack pulled back, resisting but never refusing. The tip of Jack’s cock trickled against Cody’s palm, surprising them both. He’d unbuckled and unzipped his own pants to show Jack how hard the anticipation made him, a fucking miracle that defied the amount of tequila he’d downed. Jack had explained that doing each other drunk wasn’t a good idea, but Cody rejected that bullshit argument. He thrived on bad ideas.

  He’d taken Jack’s cock in his hand, and Jack curled his fingers around Cody’s, just like they were doing at the moment. The fuse that had been sparking for weeks reached its ignition point, launching him to the stars on a thrill ride unlike any other. He couldn’t remember who came first, but he remembered he’d never come so hard in his life. Jack confessed he hadn’t either. Then they’d kissed, hard and prickly, soft and hot, forging a bond that held tight through all the shit life had thrown at them. Jack gave him the forbidden adventure he craved, while Indie provided the loving comfort he needed. He’d finally found home.

  “Better than I ever expected.” He planted a fast, hard kiss on Jack’s lips then turned back to Indie. “I got him off, he got me off, and I thought we were done with each other. But our dicks didn’t get the damn message. Acted like fucking magnets every time we saw each other, and finally we decided to fuck it.”

  “Literally?” Austin arched an eyebrow, and Eli snorted.

  “Something like that.” Jack rolled his eyes.

  Indie moaned and squirmed on Eli’s lap. “I’m so glad you guys found each other. And me. And all of us.” Eli increased his pace suddenly, and she drew in a sharp gasp. “That’s so good. All of it…us. I mean, damn.”

  The guys snickered at her babbling. She was getting close to coming when she stopped making sense.

  Indie leaned forward while Eli tangled his fist in her hair. “As I recall, Cody and Eli were together when they found me.” She allowed Eli to pull her back against him. “Eli, have you ever wanted to manhandle a man?”

  Cody cast side-eye at Jack, and they shared the same thought. Whoa, where’s she going with this?

  Eli somehow managed to maintain his irritating logic even with Indie riding him. “All hands feel good. It doesn’t really matter who it belongs to. If it feels good, it feels good.” Eli reached across the couch and attempted to curl his fist around Austin’s erection.

  “Whoa! What the fuck is that about?” Austin bolted upward and clamped his thighs together, which only succeeded in thrusting his upright cock closer to Eli’s seeking hand.

  Eli’s reach brushed against the tip, and his fingers stretched toward the shaft.

  Austin flinched. “Oh hell no.”

  “Don’t be a pussy.” Eli withdrew to caress Indie’s hip. “This is strictly for research purposes. I’m collecting data.”

  “I am not your lab dick.” But Austin’s erection didn’t falter and he didn’t move away.

  Cody shook his head. “Not all touches are the same.” If that were true, then any guy would satisfy him, but Cody had only ever wanted Jack. “Doc’s hand is small and soft, but Jack’s is big and rough.”

  Eli directed his blandly curious gaze at Cody. “Which do you like better?”

  “Ooo, I’d like to know that too.” Indie beamed a little too brightly. “I’m not jealous. I’m asking from a strictly scientific perspective.”

  “Don’t answer that.” Jack’s grip tensed. “It’s a trap.”

  Despite the firm hand on his cock, Cody managed to collect his thoughts and ignore Jack’s warning. “It’s not a matter of one being better than the other. They’re…different. Depends on what I’m in the mood for at the time. Sometimes I want a gentle touch. Sometimes I feel like I deserve a beating.” For a hundred reasons or no reason at all. He’d always loved a good fight. “Sometimes I like to give one.” He cracked a grin and slapped Jack’s thigh.

  JACK

  Jack bolted upright. “Ow! Damn it.” He released his iron grip on Cody’s cock and punched him on the arm. “I’ll beat your ass.”

  “Don’t make threats you can’t carry out.” Cody hopped down off the table and moved to stand in front of Jack, backing his bare ass onto Jack’s thighs.

  Jack’s cock went rigid, quivering for the temptation Cody offered. He leaned forward and breathed hot in Cody’s ear. “I can and I have.” God, he wanted to bend him over that table and wallop his impudent ass until it burned red. And then he’d fuck it in front of Indie and anyone else who wanted to see Cody get disciplined.

  Cody wriggled back further, trapping Jack’s aching hard-on between his butt cheeks. “All talk, but I don’t feel any action.”

  “Maybe you’d like it better if I used my fist.” The man definitely needed a beating.

  “Fuck yeah.” Cody bounced on Jack’s erection.

  Too late, Jack chomped on his lip, and his face flamed when he caught himself falling for Cody’s deliberate piss-Jack-off-to-get-angry-fucked tactics yet again. “That’s not what I meant.”

  “I’ll beat him.” Indie stood, leaving Eli’s cock to smack against his leg. Eli’s eyes crossed as if he didn’t quite comprehend what had just happened, and Austin stared at her with the same dazed look on his face.

  “Whoa.” Cody’s wiggling stilled, and he blinked back at her.

  “What he said,” Jack mumbled, peering over Cody’s shoulder at the beautiful black woman standing naked amongst four naked men.

  “I’ve never done it before, so you’ll have to tell me what you like, but I think it could be fun.” She stepped into an abandoned pair of combat boots, probably Cody’s, and picked up a camouflage jacket, slipping it on her shoulders and squaring them so every man in the room could clearly see the rank insignia—U.S. Army Major.

  “Yes, ma’am.” Cody saluted her with more reverence than he’d ever given Austin.

  She bent over, presenting her bare ass to Eli’s face as she picked up his belt. “I’ll beat all of you.” The leather stretched tight in her hands as she stood upright and beamed at them.

  “Fuck yeah!” Cody leaped off Jack’s lap and turned his butt to Indie.

  “You’re a little too happy about this.” Austin and his erection shrank back on the couch.

  Jack arched an eyebrow. “Which one?”

  “Both of them.”

  “I’m up for it.” Eli stood and lined up beside Cody, ass toward the woman with the leather. “Spanking a lover relieves s
tress and releases endorphins. This could benefit all of us.”

  Cody rolled his eyes and dragged his palm up his cock. “Don’t make it weird, professor.”

  “We left weird in the rearview mirror a long time ago.” Austin shook his head. Then he shot a glare at Indie. “I should reprimand you for impersonating an officer.” He reached for the belt, but she swung it away from his grasp.

  “You can try after I’m finished with you boys.” She crooked her finger at him. “You can be first, Mr. Tucker.”

  Low chuckles rolled at the demotion.

  “No.” He shook his head and squirmed, planting his ass firmly on the couch.

  “I will.” Jack slid off the table and approached the lineup. He crossed his hands between his thighs, instinctively protecting his privates as Indie turned to survey him with the belt dangling from her hands. “I deserve it.”

  Her eyebrows drew together. “Why?”

  Hundreds of reasons flooded his mind, all the atrocities he’d witnessed in action and couldn’t stop. All the violence he’d meted out on the orders of his superiors. The love he’d failed to give when he’d had the opportunity. He wouldn’t fail her now. “I want to make you happy.”

  Cody shot him a screwball glance. “Now it’s weird.”

  “Shut up.” Jack backhanded Cody’s shoulder then turned to present his ass to Indie, clenching when the leather cracked in her grip.

  “Oh, all right,” Austin groaned and rose from the couch. “If it’ll make you happy.” He gave Indie a nod then moved to stand beside Eli.

  “You have no idea how happy this makes me.” The giggle in her voice expressed her joy quite clearly. Another crack from the belt made the entire line wince.

  “Get to it, woman.” Austin tried to rush her.

  But Indie wasn’t having it. “When I’m good and ready.” She paced behind them. “And I think you’ll be last, Mr. Tucker, so you can listen to the other guys take it and anticipate getting yours.”

  “Fucking hell,” Austin muttered.

  Cody grinned. “Doc’s got a mean streak.”