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Daddy Mike let himself in and closed the door softly behind. He leaned up against the door and put both hands into the pockets of his slacks.
"Were you telling us the truth? That you weren’t trying to cheat?"
I nodded but had yet to even meet his gaze. All that I could see was the soft movements of his hands in his pockets and the gentle outline of his package near the seam. I tried to tear my eyes away as we stood there, but his polished shoes didn’t quite make an acceptable substitute for the sight I already had.
"Alright," he said, then gestured out into the hall. I heard the slightly different footsteps of Daddy Kevin as he walked into the room. Both men walked into my room toward me. I shivered a little as I had a momentary memory of the daydream I had had, the two of them standing over me naked...
Daddy Mike sat on one side of me while Daddy Kevin took the other side. I leaned into Daddy Mike as he began to stroke my hair. I sobbed a little.
"Hey, hey, sweet girl, no need to cry. We can fix this. Can we talk to your teacher?" Daddy Mike said soothingly.
I thought of Mr. Harper, angrily throwing me out of his classroom. He wouldn't listen to reason. I shook my head.
"Then we'll go straight to the dean," Daddy Kevin said, putting his hand on my leg and beginning to stroke it. He was more passionate about it, even though I wasn't even his daughter.
"What I can't understand," Daddy Mike started, "is why you looked around the classroom to begin with. You know that's a bad idea in an exam."
I shifted uncomfortably next to him.
"Come on, you can tell us," Daddy Mike said.
I shook my head. No, I couldn't. I couldn't possibly tell them what I had been thinking.
"Tell us or we can't go to bat for you," Daddy Kevin said, sterner than my Daddy Mike. It reminded me of the other day, when he... took me.
"I... I was imagining the two of you," I whispered.
Both men clearly heard me. They looked at each other, then Daddy Mike began to stroke my hair again. "Baby girl, sweet girl, I know we haven't really had a chance to talk about what happened with each of us. It's only natural for you to remember it, to relive it."
I shook my head. "I wasn't remembering, and I wasn't thinking of you two individually. I was daydreaming of the three of us... together."
Daddy Kevin stammered uncomfortably. "Hey now, we-"
"Not the two of you together. Just the two of you, touching me..." I started to writhe just thinking about it. "Kissing me..." I could feel my kisses flushing. "Fucking me."
I looked down. The two of them were sitting there in awkward silence, but Daddy Mike was still touching my hair and Daddy Kevin was still stroking my leg. In fact, I could feel Daddy Mike begin to move against me a little bit. It was turning me on even more.
It was Daddy Kevin that finally spoke up. "What do you think, bro? Should we give her what she wants?"
I could feel Daddy Mike tense a little bit. "I'm not sure..." I was beginning to think that he'd never go for it, but he continued. "I'm not sure we should reward Celeste for failing in class."
"You're right, Mike." Daddy Kevin moved his hand from my leg to my chin, bringing my eyes to meet his. "If we do this for you, do you promise to try extra hard in school from now on, and to not look like your cheating during exams."
"Uh huh," I said quickly, though it came out more like a moan. I felt myself melting in his hands.
Daddy Kevin kept my chin in his hand, looking past me to Daddy Mike. "Now what do you think, bro?"
I heard Daddy Mike chuckle. "You're a big softy, Kevin. Is this how you treat your own daughter?"
Daddy Kevin laughed. "No. I'm about to do something to Celeste that I could never do to little Terra."
Before I could think of Terra, my “cousin”, Daddy Kevin pulled on my chin and brought my lips to his and gave me a kiss. The rough feeling of his stubble brushed against my face but I didn't care, this was what I had wanted all along.
"I've thought of nothing but you for the past two days," he said. "I've wanted to take you again and again."
Daddy Mike stood up next to me and pulled his shirt off. The hard muscles of his chest began to turn me on, as I began to run my hands over the identical pecs of his brother.
"Why didn't you?" I asked softly.
