by M J Knight
"Drop me at the lot. I have some paperwork and transfers to do for Old Man and I don't like dealing with Jimmy. I just have bad vibes from him. Not the smuggler kind, but the 'sell my grandma for a pizza’, kind." Jimmy is a worm, but a necessary worm. He is my contact bringing guns and drugs from the border.
"Fine, just be ready to go when I get back. I can't wait to see Holder." I chuckle as I pull into the parking lot of the RV dealership.
"I know! How much do you want to bet that bird has driven him nuts? Blue was a genius to give him that punishment." She is a conniving, evil genius.
"I'll be surprised if that bird is still alive when we get back. I would feel sorry for Blue, but that would fix one gremlin problem."
One can dream.
Chapter Twenty-Three: Fletcher
I'm so excited! I've waited all day for this moment. Quietly opening the front door to Clint's house, I try to sneak in.
Only to have a screeching, "Fucking- Fletcher! Asshat- Fletcher!" meet my ears.
"How the hell does that goblin know my name? And how did he know I was here? I was quiet!" Holder’s snickering ass waltzes through the kitchen door holding a beer in one hand and that damn bird perched on his shoulder.
"Don't you know birds have excellent hearing? I decided to spend my time today learning about Donut since I was having to deal with the little fucker. Turns out African grey parrots are extremely smart and have many talents. They also can become extremely attached to multiple people and I have decided my way into Blue’s good graces is to make this bird my new best friend." He smirks in my direction after taking a sip of his beer.
"You clever motherfucker. I wish I would have thought of that. That still doesn't explain how he knows my name." I say walking to the refrigerator and retrieving my own beer.
"Well, isn't it obvious? I showed Donut all of our pictures and taught him some fun nicknames." He is beaming. Prideful bastard.
"Well fuck you and that bird. Is Blue back yet?" I ask as I notice Donut nuzzling up against Holder’s chest and face. He really did buddy up with the partially feathered freak.
"She called earlier; said she was on her way. I need to talk to y'all about tonight." He says nervously. I can't help but see his twitchy movements.
Before I can ask anything the door slams open and I hear Blue hollering at Cole. "My Donut is alive! I talked to Holder earlier and he was taking good care of him. You and Fletch are the only ones that want him gone, everybody else likes him." She says stomping into the kitchen to see us standing there. "There's my baby! Come here pretty boy. How was your day with Holder?" She coos to the beady eyed bird.
"Holder’s boy. Holder’s boy." What the actual hell is going on? "Asshat- Fletcher." I'm so fucking done! This bird and Holder are dead.
"Aww did my baby learn something new today. Holder did spend time with you, didn't he?" Rubbing his mostly bare head as he ruffles the few feathers he has and bobs his head.
"Okay enough talking about and to the bird. Holder has something he needs to tell us about tonight." Might as well get to the point.
"I was just gonna talk with the guys. Blue, you can go check out Donut’s new digs if you want." Uh-oh I can already see where this is headed.
"Excuse me, Holder, but I will be part of this. Me and the other guys have already had this discussion today. So, please let's get this going." Holder looks like he might choke on his words.
"Well… ya see... when the little asshole that my men caught told me why he was there. I may have… okay I did overreact." Ahh fuck.
"What did you do, Hold?" Like Clint really needs to ask. We all know. Well Ayida probably doesn't, but she'll find out soon enough. That's just Holder. He would never hurt an innocent person, but he can get carried away in his questioning. We know he has some bloody tendencies, but we love him anyway.
"I got worried and then I got mad. I'm sorry. Can we please not make a big deal out of this? We can catch another guy tonight or later this week and question them." Blue, to my surprise, doesn't look phased. She reaches out briefly and squeezes his hand.
"Hold, it's okay. I’ve accepted you, all y'all, without reservations. I know what it feels like when you lose control when you embrace the darkness. That's what happened the night I beat my ex. I would have killed him, but I pulled back. Now I wish I wouldn't have used so much restraint. I mean, what would you do for the ones you love? Personally, I would bleed every enemy dry with a smile on my face." She finishes with a somewhat manic smile, glancing at all our faces, waiting for a reply. Maybe our Blue is more like Holder than we thought.
"Okay let's just move along. The next issue, we need a plan of action." Clint the ever-ready soldier.
"I was thinking we could wait around tonight and see if anyone shows up. I'll stand guard like I have been doing and y'all can hide inside. If anyone shows, we grab them and take them to the cabin." Holder blurts. Not a horrible plan.
"Okay and then what do we do? Are we going to bring this up to the heads or just try and deal with it without them finding out?" I don't like going behind their backs. They have ways of knowing everything.
"Let's see how tonight goes and go from there." Clint says rubbing his hands through his hair.
"Okay then- good talk! I'm going to check out Donut’s new space. Y'all let me know when y'all are ready. Come on, baby. Come show me what Holder got for you." Ayida says taking Donut and climbing the stairs to what has basically become “our room”.
"Wait a minute! We are supposed to be having a more important conversation! Remember?" Clint hollers up the stairs.
"Well, come on up if you want to." Brat.
"Well… should we?" Cole's back to his bashful self.
"Before we go up there, we need to be on the same page. I love her. I know I do. So... are y'all in love with her? Are we going to keep this situation going? I'm good with how it is. I just want her to know the truth. That, for me, this isn't just ‘friends with benefits’ anymore." Clint says, laying everything out in the open.
"I feel the same. She is one of a kind, and I would be stupid to give her up just because y'all love her too." Cole says with red cheeks.
That just leaves me. I fancy myself good with emotions, but that doesn't mean I like talking about them with the guys. "Oh, hell! Yes, I love her. Yes, I want to be with her, and I don't care if she loves all of us, but have y'all wondered if maybe she doesn't want this or maybe she only likes one or two of us? What then?" It's called being emotionally vulnerable, and I'm not very fond of it when I'm with my brothers.
"Then we deal with that when it comes. Just like everything else in life. I can't keep going like this and not tell her how I feel." Clint says, ending the conversation and jogging up the stairs.
"Y'all coming or nah?" He yells down to us.
"Well, this has been sweet and everything, but I'm gonna go set up for tonight. Have a great rest of the afternoon, and I'll see y'all later." Holder says, making his way to the front door and waving over his shoulder.
"Well, no better time than the present. Let's do this, brother." Clapping Cole on the shoulder and leading him up the stairs.
Time to tell our lady how we feel.
Chapter Twenty-Four: Ayida
"Sweet boy! Look at your new cage! Holder went above and beyond. No wonder you like him." Petting Donut’s beak and chest, I admire Holder’s handiwork. He really must want to make up for everything. He got everything I asked for and more. He put everything together and hung my baby a treat bar up too. He did a really good job. I'll have to tell him later.
Hearing feet coming down the hallway, I sit Donut on his new perch to enjoy his snack. "Here we go, baby. Let's hope everything goes like we want." I take a deep breath right as Clint comes barreling through the door.
"Blue, ya gonna make me chase you down just to have a simple chat? Keep that up and I'm going to swat that sweet ass of yours." My pussy spasms just hearing his words.
"I guess I'll just have to see if you mean it." Stal
king towards me like a wolf, I can feel his predatory presence surrounding me. I wonder if this is how a deer feels right before teeth meet flesh. I'm not about to wait around to see what happens. I squeal and bolt to the left just barely missing his outstretched fingers.
I can hear Donut screeching behind me, "Damn you- Clint! Damn you!"
I sprint for the stairs as fast as I can, but I already sense Clint coming up behind me. "Can't run from me, Baby Blue."
Watch and see.
I'm two feet from the stairs when Fletcher and Cole’s heads come into view. "Grab her!" Clint yells from behind me.
I dart to the right and book it to the first open door I see. It just so happens to be the guys’ gym room. I turn, shutting and locking the door as fast as my hands will go.
"Blue… we know you're in there. You can't hide." Clint says as he jiggles the door handle.
"I may not be able to hide, but I sure can fight. Y'all didn't think I could handle tonight. If y'all can get in here, I'll show you what I can handle." I love taunting them. I've learned the last couple of weeks, if you make them work for it, they fuck twice as hard.
"Baby Blue, we are legit criminals. Raised as such and you honestly think we can't get through this door?" I can't help but giggle.
"Of course, I know y'all can get through, silly. I'm just trying to aggravate you."
I can hardly breathe when I hear Fletcher say, "You little wench. You wait till I get my hands on you. I'm going to fuck the sass right out of you."
This is going to be fun. I hear the clicking of the lock and ready myself. Pulling my fists to my face, blocking the way I was taught, and planting my feet. I'm about to rock their fucking socks off.
Swinging the door open, Clint rushes me. I deliver a teasing pop to his cheek while sidestepping his efforts to grab me.
"Gotta be quicker than that." I tease with another pop to his ribs. Before I get another swing in, I'm grabbed around the waist from behind.
"You have to stay aware of your surroundings, Blue." Cole's whisper in my ear makes me shiver. The chase isn't over yet though.
"You need to stop underestimating me." I murmur before thrusting my head back to make contact with his cheekbone. His grip loosens enough that I can send an elbow to his ribs and twist out of his arms.
It only takes a second before Fletcher is standing right in front of me. He reaches out and grabs my arm and pulls me flush with his chest. "Blue, I'm not playing this game with you. Don't move." He breathes his words into my ear. I feel another hot, hard body pressed to my back.
"You better listen, Princess. Fletch has been waiting to spank that juicy ass just as much as I have." My pussy is betraying me. I feel the wetness on my thighs the same time I feel fingers sliding up to meet it. Cole is kneeling next to us running his hands up my legs. Squeezing and kneading the sensitive flesh. Fingers push the edge of my shirt up and over my breasts.
"Are you going to behave if I let you go?" Fletcher murmurs while licking the crest of my ear. Goosebumps break out all over my body.
"Mmmhmm," I whimper as Cole undresses my lower half and Clint plucks at my already hardened nipples.
"Blue, look at me." Fletcher commands as he runs his hand up my neck, clasping my face and pulling me an inch from his. "Do you think you are ready for some extra fun this time?" Running his thumb over my bottom lip before kissing me hard enough to bruise. Fingers brush my core just enough to send tremors down my legs. Clint pinching and rolling my barred nipples while kneading my breasts. The combined sensations have my legs turning to jelly.
"Yes. Please. I'm ready for all of it." I'm practically begging, but I'm so turned on and needy I can't stop myself.
Taking their time undressing, I memorize every dip and curve of muscle. Every scar and mark. Every dimple, every tattoo, every quirk of a smile and grin. They are fierce, but beautiful and I'm in awe of the feelings they cause to stir in my chest.
Scooping me up, Clint moves to the weight bench before sitting down with me in his lap. The feeling of his warm skin causing mine to tingle. Grabbing my thighs and pulling them apart, he slides his finger over my sensitive nub. My back arches as I let my head drop onto his shoulder. I want more stimulation, but he just lifts his finger to his mouth and tastes the wetness left there.
"She tastes so damn good. Fletcher, you want a taste?" He asks while spreading my lips with his fingers. Showing Fletcher every inch of me.
"How can I say no when she looks so deliciously pink?" He answers while kneeling in front of me. It takes every ounce of control I have not to grind myself on his face when his tongue slides in and out of my folds. His tongue then stiffening as he proceeds to tongue fuck my core deeply before circling back and flicking out and over my clit.
"Mmm. You are right. She tastes amazing." He dives back down and starts lapping at my already sensitive cunt.
I feel myself growing closer to the climax I crave. When his finger dips into my entrance just long enough to get wet I almost cry out in frustration, but then I feel it somewhere that's never been touched. It's an odd, but not unwelcoming sensation.
Fletch swirls his tongue over my clit while his slick finger starts to put pressure on my tightest hole with just the tip. Wriggling and moaning, I can feel his tongue pushing my orgasm out of my body. Just as I'm about to explode in his mouth, he slides his finger past the ring of muscle as he sucks my clit in his mouth at the same time. He obviously has experience in this area and I’m happy to be on the receiving end of his expertise. It feels so good, really good. It’s making mumbling, stuttering, unhuman noises escape my mouth as my whole-body flexes as an orgasm rocks through me.
It isn't until I feel Clint rolling me over onto his chest that I come back down from the high I'm riding. "Baby Blue that must have been a good one. I think you was speaking in tongues." Clint's mischievous eyes meet mine. Kissing the corner of my mouth and down my neck, I can already feel my body ready for round two.
The smooth tip of Clint’s cock lining up with my soaking wet slit. "Fletcher must have done something new. Your pussy is dripping. What did he do, Blue? Was it him rubbing your tight little asshole that pushed you over the edge? Do you want him to push his cock into you while I bury mine in your tight wet cunt?" His words have me grinding on him. Wiggling back to try and get the relief I crave.
Two strong rough hands land on my hips. "Blue, if you want this to feel good, you need to relax and be still. Let us do the work." Fletcher says in a low growl while rubbing his member around my pussy lips, dipping inside to coat his fat cock head in my cum. I glance back over my shoulder and see Cole watching and rubbing his hard as steel monster cock.
"I'll be over there as soon as they get you situated to put something big in that dirty mouth of yours." He grins at me. Clint pulls my face back to his and licks the seams of my lips. Tasting my moans as Fletcher slides his cock between my ass cheeks. Adding more pressure with every moan I make. His tip finally pushes through and a sharp sting follows.
I go to cry out only to have Clint kiss me roughly. Sucking down the silent cry. "Shhh Baby Blue. If you relax it will be better very soon." Clint whispers into my lips as he runs his hands down my spine. Bumping his hips up to mine, the head of his cock brushes my clit sending tingles into my belly.
My moan is swallowed as his tongue wars with mine; teeth and lips trying to claim one another. Fletcher barely moves. Giving me time to adjust. It still stings, but I can feel myself starting to relax around his cock. Wiggling around, I test the feeling and it feels good. "More. I can take more." I moan as I look back over my shoulder at Fletch.
"Damn Blue. You are so fucking hot and tight. It's almost impossible not to pound into you right now." Pushing in an inch only to pull out, he works his cock into me at a pace that's driving me mad. Over half of his cock is buried in my ass when I finally feel Clint’s hips thrust upwards pushing against my pussy lips with his stiff member.
"You ready for the second one, Blue?" Cole smirks as he runs his finger
s into my hair. Pulling my lips to his, he nibbles and sucks on them, his beard slightly tickling me, before Clint pushes his long hard cock past my folds and drives straight into my core in one hard thrust.
Cole holds my mouth to his while I struggle with the feeling of being stretched to the limits between Clint and Fletcher. I don't even get comfortable when Fletcher pushes into the hilt. I'm going to be sore tomorrow, but right now in this moment, I'm in pure bliss.
The room is now starting to smell like sex and its intoxicating; a wonderful feeling of pain and pleasure is quickly leading me towards another orgasm. Two large cocks stretching my walls thin. When they start moving in time with each other, Clint slips his hand between us to rub my clit with his thumb, and I feel like my soul has left my body. Pushing and pulling, each one hits a spot deep inside me that makes my stomach flip.
"You need something to keep that pretty mouth busy? I think choking on my cock is just what you need." Cole growls into my ear right before grabbing a handful of my blue hair and turning my head toward his waiting magic-stick.
Taking his thumb and pulling my mouth wide open, he pushes his throbbing cock head in and begins to fuck my mouth. Wrapping his tattooed hand around my long hair he uses it as leverage to push me to the base and pull me back to the tip. One hand moves to my jaw so he can angle my head in a better way, and my saliva starts to drip down his shaft. He needn't have worried though, I am practically begging to gag on his cock.
"Blue, I love fucking your throat. That way I can see my brothers ravaging that beautiful pussy and virgin ass. Does it feel good to be split between two big cocks? Do you want to gush all over Clint's cock when Fletch cums all over that pretty ass?" His words are the catalyst that sends me over the edge. Fire shoots through my veins and my vision spins. I have never felt anything like this.
In the back of mind, I can hear Fletcher groaning my name almost like a benediction invoking divine help. Soon I feel his hot cum pool on my lower back, but I'm powerless to do or say anything. My orgasm is still racking my body. These men truly have me dicklashed.
