Chapter 32
Logan
I'll admit I expected to be freaking out a little more upon realizing how much I enjoyed sucking a cock.
The reality, though, is that ever since I heard Ethan and Charlie having sex for the first time, the limits of my heterosexuality started getting a little blurry.
And since the night of truth or dare, I caught myself noticing my friend more and more, and I started to understand that I didn't just get turned on seeing him with Charlie. I also got fucking turned on by him.
And then last night, when Charlie asked if I wanted him to touch me... Fuck. I had to control myself not to blurt out "yes, for the love of God, yes." And it was fucking incredible.
When I woke up this morning with Ethan all wrapped around me, since we'd picked up the habit of sleeping together every night, squeezing into his king bed, and I caught myself loving the feeling of his body against mine, I finally understood that I wanted more of that.
More of his touch. His mouth. All those new sensations Ethan could give me.
At the end of the day, I never had many hang-ups when it came to sex, I was always the guy who thought it was worth trying everything at least once, only then deciding whether I liked it or not.
And what could be better than discovering new sides of my sexuality than testing it with my best friend?
Complete with our girl in the middle, to make everything even hotter.
Speaking of which, fucking hot is the sight I have right now of Ethan and Charlie tearing off the rest of her clothes at the same time as they kiss intensely.
I wet my lips at the scene, getting rid of my shorts and admiring both their bodies.
The delicious contrast between Charlie, short, with her long hair falling down her back, the stiff breasts I knew fit perfectly in my hand, and the delicate curve of the waist that ended in the pert butt, with Ethan, tall and full of muscles, veins standing out on his strong arms, the defined abs Charlie loved running her fingers and tongue over, the small but round butt, the thighs also toned from the effort of our sport...
Wow. I'm very bisexual.
I watch Ethan set Charlie on the bed, and since he's got his back to me, I can't resist: I give a soft smack to his butt, followed by a good squeeze, and I love the feeling of my fingers in his flesh like this. The other two let out short laughs of surprise.
"Don't tease if you're not going to follow through, Loey," the dark-haired guy fires off, turning to face me. I blink repeatedly, but it takes me no more than a moment to answer:
"If you let me..." I leave it hanging, and the player's smile widens before he brings a hand to my nape and pulls me closer. Our erections touch and I shudder.
"You really want to fuck me, Logan Hayes?
" he asks, but doesn't even let me try to answer, because he presses our lips together hard.
It's different from kissing a woman, but no less good, as I'd already confirmed earlier.
His stubble scratches me and the touch is rougher, more carnal.
Ethan explores my whole mouth like he owns it, and by the way my cock gets even harder, my body seems to completely agree with that ownership.
When one of his hands starts exploring my torso, I decide to do the same, loving feeling the popped veins on his arms, the abs, and his chest against my palm. Ethan is all firm and warm, delicious.
When he finally releases me, I'm out of breath and so disoriented that I catch myself confused when he says:
"So?"
"What?" I ask, since my brain seems to have shut down its normal functions and is 100 percent switched to arousal mode. Ethan laughs and squeezes my nape a little.
"Do you want to fuck me?"
"Yes. Fuck yes," I blurt out, desperate, and this time I even hear Charlie's laugh in the background. Ethan bites his lower lip and looks at me with intensity.
"I should make you pay for at least a dinner first, but since you sucked me really well, I can give you this treat," he says with a sarcastic, naughty voice. I shake my head and smile, but it's my turn to hold him by the neck and bring him back close to my mouth.
"Sure... let's pretend you haven't been dying to give it up to me for a while, Tanny," I answer, pushing his chest until he falls onto the bed next to Charlie.
"I really was. If you hadn't been blinded by that compulsory heterosexuality, we could have enjoyed this a lot sooner," he shoots back, and I shake my head, considering all the missed possibilities.
"I'm seeing very clearly now, sweetheart," I assure and shoot him a wink.
"Hallelujah. I thought I was going to have to knock your heads together until you kissed.
" It's Charlie who fires off, and I raise an eyebrow at her.
"Come on, you two were bursting with lust for each other, you just didn't want to admit it.
I don't even know how nobody on the Royals has noticed it yet. "
I trade a look with Ethan, and then we shrug identically.
"Can't deny it."
"Neither can I," I reinforce, and Charlie laughs before grabbing the other man and taking him into a kiss while I take the space on the other side of the bed.
I give a stinging smack to her raised butt, which makes her hiss, but she only stops the kiss to shoot me a wink and stick it up even more.
We stay like that for a good while, trading kisses and exploring each other's bodies, until I catch myself with my back against the pillows, while Ethan jerks me off and Charlie and I touch him at the same time.
The scene is insanely erotic and the player seems lost in the tide of pleasure, moaning, calling our names, and cursing as the two hands slide up and down over the whole length of his cock.
I know he's close to coming and I catch myself eager to see him explode, but Ethan interrupts us suddenly, pulling back and getting off the bed.
"When I come, it's going to be buried in Charlie and with your cock inside me," the dark-haired guy explains, grabbing a tube of lube and two condoms from the dresser drawer, which he tosses onto the bed.
He comes back, getting on all fours on the mattress and grabbing Charlie's legs to pull her under him, turning her startled little cry into one of pleasure when he goes down on her wet pussy.
I admire them for a second, but soon grab the lube and a condom and position myself behind Ethan. I stroke the soft butt and give a smack to each cheek, just for the pleasure of leaving the mark of my hand on his pale skin.
I spread lube on my fingers and push one into his hole slowly, testing Ethan's reception. When he grinds on my hand, I know I can push in another, taking the chance to also slide a hand over his back.
"Two minutes in and I've already got a little slut grinding on my fingers, huh?" I tease, and Ethan lets out a moan, without stopping his work on Charlie.
I'm so hard it literally hurts, my whole body begging for relief, but I stay there preparing him to take me. I hear Charlie's moans get louder and it's like injecting arousal straight into my vein.
"Is he sucking you good, princess?" I ask, and she opens her eyes a little to look at me.
"S-so good," she manages to say between one gasp and another. I smile even wider, already slicking my cock with the lube, but without taking my eyes off her.
"Then squeeze those delicious tits too and grind more on that naughty guy's mouth," I demand, and our girl bites her lower lip, mischievous, before doing exactly that. Ethan's groan when she grinds on his tongue is one of total approval.
Unable to resist any longer, I press the head of my cock against Ethan's butt.
I go slow, letting him get used to my size as I push in.
For me it's pure torture, because the indescribable feeling of penetrating his wet, hot, and extremely tight channel is totally incredible and all I want most is to fuck him hard and wild.
I do what I can to control myself, though, sinking the fingers of both hands into his butt and moaning through my teeth.
"Fuck. Yes. Damn, it's so good." Ethan lifts his head to speak and look at me over his shoulder, his face shining with Charlie's honey. Add that to the flushed face, the dilated pupils, the swollen mouth, and my cock inside him, and Ethan Clarke has never been so beautiful.
"Please, tell me I can move already," I ask, burning inside, and Ethan and Charlie laugh.
"Nice and slow," he decides, and I let out a whimper, but I obey. I pull out just a little and go back in, creating a slow rhythm that's already fucking good, but seems like just a free sample of what I can have. "Peach, get on all fours," he demands now to her, who protests right away.
"But I was so close!" she complains, and Ethan pulls her even further under him with a quick tug. He grabs her chin and makes her look at him.
"But who said you can come? It's only when I say so," he says, biting her chin and moving the bites down her neck. The last one seems particularly hard, because she growls. "Now, on all fours, like a good girl."
This time, she obeys, sticking up the beautiful butt that Ethan also leaves a bite on. When he lifts his torso, his butt sinks even more onto my cock and it takes everything in me not to explode just from that. I grab him on instinct, pressing our bodies together.
"Ethan, fuck. I need it hard," I complain against his ear, and my friend laughs, grinding slowly.
"Hold tight, player. And enjoy the view," he asks, and it's my turn to bite his shoulder while I watch him put the condom on and slide into Charlie all at once. Our girl moans long and low, throwing her head back.
"Hold her hair," I say, and Ethan smiles, quickly winding the pink strands around his wrist. I bite my lip, satisfied.
"Now grab mine and fuck us both, sweetheart," he fires off, and I groan, obeying without even blinking. I thread the fingers of one hand into his short hair and pull without mercy, at the same time as I pull almost all the way out of his ass and go back in. Finally with the force I wanted.
It's wonderful and causes a chain reaction. I don't even know which of the three moans loudest.
We find a rhythm naturally: fast, desperate, and hard, because the three of us had already waited too long for this. Ethan manages to grind on my cock and fuck Charlie at the same time, and I swear this can only be heaven on earth.
When the need to come starts building at the end of my spine, I'm forced to squeeze the base of my cock hard and spread my legs wider, giving it my all to hold on just a little longer. Just until my hotties reach the peak first.
Thinking about that, I switch the grip from his hair to Ethan's neck and go back to murmuring against his ear:
"Is this how you dreamed of me fucking you hard?"
Ethan laughs.
"Oh, buddy... I've got years of erotic dreams about you," he confesses, and a mix of satisfaction and regret for not having done any of this sooner runs through my mind.
I lick his sweaty neck and sink my other hand deeper into his waist.
"And am I living up to the dreams? Was it always me fucking you good like this?"
"No. Reality is way, way better. Even more so adding this naughty girl underneath me," he answers, taking the chance to give Charlie's butt a smack. "But if you want to know, in my dreams sometimes it was me fucking you too."
The admission makes me shiver inside, more from anticipation than apprehension, which surprises me.
I smile and squeeze his neck, thrusting even harder, which makes the other two let out curses in unison.
"Maybe one day, huh? But first I'm going to mold that ass of yours to my cock," I decide, biting his shoulder, and Ethan hisses between moans.
"Fuck, yes. Do whatever you want! Just go harder!" It sounds like a desperate plea and I love it.
With a particularly loud moan, I watch Charlie shudder, curse, and say several disconnected things, which makes it clear she's at the gates of paradise.
Feeling the same, Ethan pulls her torso to him and slides a hand to our girl's clit, without stopping thrusting, and the effect is immediate: she screams and comes hard.
Fuck, I'd give anything for there to be a mirror in this room so I could see the delicious scene from every angle. I'm going to have to buy one for every bedroom.
Maybe for the living room and kitchen too.
As if commanded by her pleasure, Ethan and I lose the last bit of control we had. He still has the strength to pull out of her, take the condom off, maneuver her body until she's lying facing him again, and then jerk off until he spurts onto Charlie's stomach.
Our princess seems exhausted and languid, but even so she doesn't take her eyes off the scene and even runs a finger through the spilled come, then brings it to her mouth.
"Delicious," she says, with pure depravity dripping from her gaze.
I groan in unison with my friend and follow him, coming so hard inside him that millions of stars form under my closed eyes and an overwhelming wave of pleasure runs through my whole body.
The last bit of strength I have is used to stroke Ethan's torso, still pressed against me. He lets his head fall against my shoulder.
"That was..." he murmurs, out of breath.
"It was so good we deserved a trophy," I finish, making the two of them laugh.
Placing a little kiss on his shoulder, we untangle ourselves and fall onto the bed next to Charlie. As I let an incredible post-orgasm sleep take me, I think about whether my life's prize isn't already exactly having these two with me.