Chapter 9
9
Taylor
W hat is going on?
When Dax invited me to Crave tonight, it seemed like he was into me, but as soon as he saw Brenner, his eyes lit up like he was thinking about what a good time they’d shared the night they hooked up.
A flare of jealousy pulsed through me at first, but then his gaze returned to me, and it was clear his interest in me hadn’t magically disappeared the moment he saw my friend.
We get some drinks in before hitting the dance floor.
Dax is fun. Just lets loose like Bren and finds friends to dance with, and while he’s off with a group, showing off his moves, I guide us over to a corner on the dance floor where I can actually hear Brenner talk. It’s darker over here, not as many people either, so not nearly as loud, allowing me to get to something that’s been on my mind since Brenner and I headed out.
“Are you sure you’re not upset that Mila didn’t come with us?” It’s something I’ve struggled with since I saw them playing together at our place. On the one hand, he didn’t seem interested the way he usually would. On the other, she’s hot as fuck and totally his type.
Brenner eyes me curiously. “It would have been fun if she’d come, but no, I’m not upset. Why would I be?”
I figure I might as well get to the point, so I press, “Did you guys fuck around before I walked in?”
“Huh? No.”
“Because I’d be cool if you did.”
Yeah, fucking right.
“Are you cool? Because that officially sounded not cool at all.”
“Oh, officially? Was there a committee that agreed?”
“Someone has attitude. Maybe they’re just pissed they can’t have my mouth around their dick anymore.”
“Well, it definitely would be easier if it could take a load for me.”
“Maybe that’s not such a bad idea.”
“We established it would be a bad idea.” And I fucking hate myself for it. As much as I kept telling myself what we were doing wasn’t a big deal, it was so much fun. And a perfect way to let off steam.
“Yeah, true,” Brenner says. “Which is why you already found my replacement.”
I roll my eyes.
“Hey, he’s a good lay. I approve. I can find someone to mess around with while you guys bone.”
I’m curious about Dax.
Hot guy.
Fun personality.
Doesn’t hide that he’s into me.
But that interest isn’t as intense as the good thing I know I can get from Brenner.
“You really should,” he goes on. “You and I only did some stuff, and there’s so much more to explore with a guy.”
I glance at his lips again, regretting that we didn’t even kiss before calling it quits.
“And,” Brenner adds, “I do want you to explore all the things you can do with guys.”
On cue, Dax dances over to join us in the corner, slipping between us. “Quiet Taylor and Chatterbox Brenner, what are you doing hiding over here?”
I chuckle at his apt descriptors.
“Talking about me?” He raises a brow.
Brenner starts in with, “As a matter of fact—” before I tell him to shut it.
Dax dances closer to me, rubbing his pelvis against mine. It’s hard not to notice how excited he is, which makes my dick shift.
“Mmm…” Dax says. “I like that.”
Brenner moves behind him and starts grinding against his ass to the beat.
“Ooh, I do love being in the middle like this,” Dax says, staring me down.
“Uh…uh…”
He smiles. “You’re so cute when you get all flustered.” He rests his hand against my crotch. “Told you I’m good at reading guys, and I have a feeling once we get you started, you won’t be flustered at all.”
Brenner leans close to Dax’s ear, saying, “There’s definitely something waiting to be unleashed with this one.”
As Dax smirks, I confess, “I’m not experienced with this kind of stuff.”
“I find that hard to believe,” Dax says before glancing back at Brenner. Their lips are just inches away from each other’s—why is that turning me on?
When Dax turns back to me, I say, “I don’t have much experience.”
“Guess we’ll have to change that.” He moves in close, his lips pushing against mine, his tongue sliding right in. The guy’s smooth, too fucking smooth as we lock lips, and the heat he works up, the electric charge he ignites assures me I’m definitely into him.
I feel another set of lips moving in from the side, and we open up, allowing Bren to get in on the action. Even with just part of his mouth against my lips, there’s a spark to it—that spark that reminds me of the times we’ve experimented together.
We said no messing around, but in this moment, the only thing I want is to make up for my mistake of not tasting him sooner, so I give Bren my attention as we lock lips. Dax is a great kisser, but something about having Brenner’s mouth on mine, his tongue sliding in, it’s not just a charge, it’s a surge pulsing right through my nerves.
“That’s fucking hot,” Dax says, shaking me out of this blissed state, and as our lips part, Brenner and I gaze into each other’s eyes. I can tell, know this guy well enough to know he liked it too.
And fuck, am I catching my breath?
Dax sports that gorgeous-ass smile. “I think this could be a lot of fun. Why don’t I slip away and let you guys decide how much fun you want to have tonight.”
He drifts to another group near us, leaving me stunned.
Maybe because of his kiss…or the threesome kiss…or Bren’s kiss. Or that, for the first time in my life, I’m seriously considering a three-way.
And I’m wondering if it’s not just an excuse to get back into bed with my future stepbro.
“Well,” Brenner says, “he wasn’t wrong. That was hot.” He studies my expression. “What are you thinking?”
“That you’re an asshole for not kissing me before we made our rule.” I must admit I’m even more pissed now that I know what a good kisser he is.
He smirks, but I’m not amused.
“Guess we went against our rule,” he says.
“I mean, it was a slipup. No big deal, right?” I gulp because I don’t believe that for a second.
“Wasn’t it, though?” He has this glint in his eyes as he says it, and then his gaze shifts to my lips, as if he’s considering going in for another. I’m tempted myself, but he says, “It seems like we have more important things to talk about right now.”
“About messing around with a hot guy together?”
He glares at me. “No, the other thing that came up a few seconds ago.”
He means our kiss.
I smile. “I’m still curious about this stuff, but despite this one fuckup, we shouldn’t mess around.”
He squints. “We can make an exception, right? We’d technically be messing around with him.”
“Seems like cheating.”
“It’s our agreement, so if we decide this doesn’t count as cheating, then it doesn’t.”
I consider his logic. “I’m not sure if you’re making sense or if I just want to try this so much that I don’t care.”
I do know, though. I want Dax, and I want Brenner, and I have no doubt that if I’m ever gonna experiment with something like this, these are the guys to do it with.
Brenner’s lips twist into that adorable-as-fuck Brenner grin that takes the edge off, but there is one thing that worries me. And I know I have to say it to keep anything from building up in me. “With Mila…I’m kind of weird. Like jealous-weird.”
“Jealous? I knew you’d fall for me the moment I showed you how good my blowjobs are.”
I roll my eyes. “That’s not what I meant. I just…don’t even know why I feel it. Maybe because it was so much fun, and I miss it a little.”
I didn’t think his grin could get much bigger, but it does.
“I’m seriously done stroking your ego now, Bren.”
“Clearly not what you want to be stroking.”
“Stop.”
He gets serious. “Just so you know, I’m not Mila’s type.”
“Meaning?”
“Women who are only into other women.”
“Oh,” I say with a chuckle. Guess I hadn’t considered she might be a lesbian, which immediately makes me feel better about her. But it doesn’t change the fact that I was jealous. “You never mentioned that,” I note.
“Didn’t I?” He shrugs. “Guess I haven’t, but not like I used to go around introducing you as my straight bestie back when…”
“We thought I was straight,” I tease.
He snickers. “Exactly. But hey, back to the horny guy who’s got a boner for us right now, it’s fine if you don’t want us to do anything with him. He’s cool, though. And I think it’d be hot.”
“That’s the thing. I think it’d be hot too.”
Fuck, am I blushing over that?
Brenner, of course, notices. “If we do this, let’s have a safe word.”
“A safe word?”
“Like people have for BDSM. If either of us feels uncomfortable, we use the word, and bail immediately. Full stop.”
His suggestion sets me at ease.
“How about…pterodactyl?” he asks.
“Pterodactyl?” I can’t help laughing.
“I mean, T-Rex will obviously be said when you’re talking about my cock, and we’re about to go to town on Dax’s ass like raptors, so pterodactyl seems like something from the Jurassic period that won’t get a mention.”
“Why does it have to be a prehistoric flying reptile?”
He shrugs. “Not a subject that will randomly come up while we’re messing around.”
And now I’m in stitches as Dax returns, glancing between us. “So…where did you guys say you lived?”
I roll my head back for a laugh. Dax really does have superpowers, and one of them is finding a way to get me to let my guard down.
I can feel the excitement pulsing through me when Brenner says, “Not far.”
We slip out of the bar and grab an Uber. The whole ride over, Dax makes himself comfortable, draping his arms across our shoulders as he glances between us like he hit the jackpot. When we get to our place, before we’re even in the door, Dax pulls both of us close for another kiss like we shared at the bar, the taste a mix of the tequila from Brenner’s drink and…gin from Dax’s?
We go wild with our lips, teeth, and tongues in this messy cocktail I’m totally into, each kiss assuring me just how into guys I really am. Why haven’t I ever experimented before?
Once we manage to break away, we scramble for Brenner’s room.
Dax is like some kind of sex robot. He unfastens our flies, and before I know it, he’s got both our pants dropped, and he’s on his knees, jerking Brenner’s cock and sliding mine into his mouth.
“Oh, fuck,” I mutter as Brenner’s eyes roll back, both of us enjoying Dax’s talents.
Brenner shifts to face me, and I can’t pull my gaze away from his lips, thinking about how good they felt, from the first taste with Dax and then when I had them all to myself. Bet they’d feel even better while I’m getting blown.
He leans close. “This okay?”
“T-Rex,” I whisper, and he grins before his lips mash against mine once again.
I savor it, reveling in his taste and how good it feels to have his tongue sliding into my mouth and Dax taking my dick to the back of his throat, before there’s a sucking sound as Dax pulls off my cock.
“Time to switch up,” he says. “Don’t worry, I’m good at making sure everyone gets attention. And I’m not leaving this room until you’re both satisfied customers.”
I smile as he wraps his hand around my dick and starts to work his mouth on Bren’s dick. Fuck, Dax knows his way around a dick too. Not that I should be surprised.
Even though there are still some nerves around all this, Brenner soothes them with each kiss.
Dax takes his time with Brenner, same as he did with me, before pulling off and saying, “Damn, these are two fat cocks.” He pushes to his feet. “Wouldn’t mind the two of you running a train on me.”
“Like fuck you?” I ask.
“Only if you’re comfortable with that,” Dax says. “But I do love having cocks in me.”
“I remember,” Brenner says, which makes me laugh.
Should I even be laughing at that?
But just as soon, there are the nerves again.
“It’d be my first time topping a guy,” I admit.
“Mmmmm,” Dax says. “That makes it hotter. Maybe, Bren, we could show him what he needs to do.”
It’s like he plucked a wish right from my head. After all, what better way to learn how to fuck around with a guy than with two experts?
We all strip down, and Brenner heads into the bathroom to get condoms and lube from the duffel bag where he’s keeping a bunch of shit until he gets unpacked. I pull back the sheets, and Dax spins me back to him, taking another kiss. Heat flares in my cheeks, adrenaline coursing through me.
He starts to pull away, then offers another gentle peck. “You ever sucked a dick before?”
I shake my head and open my mouth to say no, but nothing comes out.
“If you think he’s sucking your dick before mine,” Brenner says, “you’re out of your damn mind.”
My heart races, not just from the thought of sucking a dick, but how much it sounds like Bren wants me to suck his.
Dax chuckles. “I was actually gonna ask him to suck yours so I could watch. Is that what you want, Taylor?”
I turn to Brenner, whose brows are hopped up on his forehead, clearly full of interest.
“You don’t have to, Tay.”
This is one of the reasons I feel comfortable doing this with him. I know he’ll look out for me. Make sure this is a good time. But I’m still uneasy. I’m definitely not gonna do as good a job with it as either of them, not on my first go.
“I could try,” I say. “After all, I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t curious as hell.”
Bren throws the condoms and lube on the bed.
I kneel in front of him, and his cock bobs up and down like just the thought of me putting him in my mouth excites him. I take it in my grip, squeezing to get a feel of it, thinking about how if we hadn’t found out about our parents, this would’ve already happened. A little voice in me tells me we shouldn’t be doing this, but one fun night won’t change anything. We can still have our rule and have a little fun too.
I give Brenner a little lick, then another, testing him out.
“Yes,” Dax mutters, and when I glance over, he’s stroking himself. “God, that’s hot. Take Bren’s cock.”
Dax’s encouragement eggs me on as I slip it into my mouth, my lips gliding along Bren’s flesh. I’m curious to find out what Bren’s experienced each time he’s taken me like this. I notice the more of him I get in, the more I want. Who knew cock tasted this good? Well, for starters, Bren and Dax.
“He’s doing good for a noob, isn’t he?” Dax says, and I can tell he means it.
Brenner moans, and as the sound hits my ear, goose bumps prick the back of my neck. I suddenly feel like I want to show them both just how good I can be—or at least see me giving it my best shot. I really throw myself into it, exploring his cock with my tongue as I stroke back and forth, moving in a frenzy.
“Christ, Tay,” Brenner says, his hands resting on either side of my head. “You need to stop going like that, or you’re gonna make me shoot in your mouth.”
“Oh, hell no,” Dax says, and I slide off Bren’s cock, gazing up at him.
Brenner smiles down at me, runs his knuckles over my cheek. “Guess I’ve taught you pretty good.”
I laugh. “Maybe you did.”
“Okay, boys,” Dax says. “Brenner, why don’t you get in this bed and show Taylor how I want to be fucked.”
As I push to my feet, Brenner turns to me, and I see some apprehension in his expression. “Sure you’re up for this?”
I move close and take his mouth again, hooking my arm around his waist and tugging him flush against me as I push my tongue into his mouth. As I pull away, he chuckles.
“Consider it a dare,” I tease, winking, feeling so fucking playful, and eager about whatever the fuck is about to happen with these guys.