Chapter 18

Dos

We sealed the relationship by celebrating our love for each other. Crystal took my hand and led me to the California King. I licked my lips just thinking about what was next. Shortly after, Uno and Ivy joined us.

Uno and I watched as the ladies kicked the party off. It started with a kiss—slow, deep, and full of intent. Their hands roamed freely, caressing each other’s bodies like they’d been waiting for this moment. It was playful, seductive, a dance of temptation that had me completely mesmerized. My breathing sped up as they peeled away their clothing, piece by piece.

Ivy looked so angelic, her soft curves glowing under the dim lights, while Crystal’s red hair tumbled down her back like fire. She was a walking sin, and I was ready to indulge.

I wanted to join in.

Uno must’ve sensed it because he gave me a nod, the kind only brothers understood. No jealousy, no hesitation—just a mutual agreement that this was ours to share.

Crystal turned to me, her lips curling into a knowing smile. “What are you waiting for?”

I stepped forward, my hands finding their place among their tangled limbs. Ivy kissed my lips, then Crystal. Before I knew it the three of us were tongue tied as we wrestled for control of our lustful embrace. Ivy removed my t-shirt and encouraged me to remove my joggers by tugging on them. Instantly, I felt the heaviness of my manhood as it grew to full size as soon as it was released into Ivy’s view. I hadn’t noticed that Crystal was already enjoying my brother. Her head bobbed up and down on his dick like I was watching a forbidden porn scene. It turned me on.

Ivy kissed Uno on the lips as I held my dick in my hands, stroking myself as I watched the three of them enjoy the moment. My pre-cum squirted out my tip as my hands massaged it into my skin. Crystal was perfectly arched as Uno stood at the end of the bed. Her pretty sculpted pussy peaked right at the height of my protruding dick. I crawled behind her and entered her opening. She moaned as she looked to the side and saw me enjoying her. She was so wet. My dick slid in and out of her. It was a game of tug of war as Uno and I pushed and pulled her body to our enjoyment. Ivy slid under Crystal in a sixty-nine position. She alternated her tongue from my balls to Cystal’s nub, licking and sucking us as our bodies collided.

Uno growled as he released himself, pouring his seed deep down Crystal’s throat, she gagged at the force of his thick liquid stream. I watched as he tapped the tip of his head on Ivy’s clit. She moan, causing her to suck my swollen testicle even harder. I watched him stretch her pussy lips as he grew insider her. She moaned and hissed as he gave her long steady strokes. She was so fucking nasty, and I love her for it. Crystal turned her attention to Ivy’s open legs. Her tongue kissed her inner thighs, finding her way to her labia. She opened her pussy lips as Uno’s girth devoured her insides, Crystal stimulated her c-spot.

The room was filled with the smell of sex and sweat as we fucked and sucked each other into the purest form of nirvana. We switched positions, Uno and I traded partners like a game of cards. No one felt left out. Everyone experienced the magic of being admired, dominated, and loved. The constant moans, groans, and sounds of bodies colliding was an instant turn on. When one person came and needed to tap out, the party didn't stop. As long as our sex was being satisfied we kept the celebration going until a partner tapped back in. It was hours of lustful entanglements until finally our bodies betrayed us.

When we were finished, Ivy lit a candle to clear the room of the smell of our sexual tension. Uno made snacks, I fixed the bedding, and Crystal made drinks. We all congregated in the bedroom, embracing our nakedness and each other. We cuddled up - me and Ivy and Uno and Crystal - with the girls laying right next to each other. We laughed and talked, and for the first time, the unnatural felt like second nature. I was surrounded by people who loved me and whom I loved dearly. Shid, it wasn’t even about getting my dick sucked, which could happen at any given time with Ivy and Crystal, but it was more an appreciation for life and enjoying love as it was meant to be: non-judgmental and consensual between all parties. It wasn’t anyone business except ours and as long as I had two pretty tight pussies to fuck, I was happy with life.

Somewhere between a late-night slow fuck with the ladies and the quiet moments after, Uno and I ended up in the front room. He got out there first. By the time I joined him, we were both in nothing but sweatpants, the heat from our bodies still clinging to our skin.

Uno leaned back on the couch, puffing on a cigar, the rich scent filling the air. He glanced at me and held one out.

“You know how fucking lucky we are, Dos?”

I took the cigar, rolling it between my fingers before lighting it. Took a slow drag, let the smoke settle in my lungs before exhaling.

“Yeah. I do.”

Uno smirked, his gaze hazy but sharp. “I mean, think about it. Most dudes spend their whole lives chasing after just one woman. Trying to lock her down, keep her in some little box. And here we are… two brothers, no jealousy, no drama, just… enjoying the best of both worlds.”

I nodded, tapping the ash off the cigar. “It ain’t traditional. But it works. Ivy was never meant to belong to just one man. And Crystal…” I exhaled, shaking my head with a grin. “Crystal is just fucking special. Who knew that first foursome would turn her out?”

Uno chuckled, taking another pull from his cigar. “Yeah, she is. I didn’t think it would be this easy. Most people would call this shit crazy.”

“Most people don’t live like us.”

Uno leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. “You ever think about what’s next? I mean, how long this can last?”

I took a slow drag, staring at the glowing ember before answering. “Not really. I don’t wanna overthink it. We got something real… something that don’t need a name or a time limit. As long as it feels right, I’m ridin’ this wave.”

Uno nodded, satisfied. “Good. ‘Cause I don’t plan on giving this up either.”

We sat in silence for a while, the weight of everything sinking in. The night still smelled like sex and sweat, the echo of laughter from the bedroom lingering in the air.

We were two brothers, bonded by blood, loyalty, and the kind of love most men would never understand.

Lucky?

Yeah. Damn lucky.

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