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Slade pulled me up off the bed, not even taking his cock out of me, and I felt Simon move to where I’d been lying. Slade kept us connected as he waited for Simon to get where he needed. Slowly, he laid me on Simon’s chest, and I felt his arms wrap around me. Tilting my head, I found him staring down at me pulling a smile from me. “Hi.”

“Hey, Lemon. I love you.”

“I love you too, Si.”

He kissed my nose, which felt so at odds in the sexual moment, making it mean even more. Slade started to withdraw, and I whimpered, instantly missing him inside me. Groaning, I looked up and found him smiling down at me. “I know, Peach. It will be quick.”

S&S worked together, giving me that sandwich I joked about earlier with Babs. Slade lifted me up, sliding me down on Simon’s dick. He watched us for a few moments, stroking himself from the view. Simon’s hands were all over my body, and I kissed him, falling into the moment with him. When I felt pressure below, at first, I didn’t know what was happening as it started to become tighter.

Was Simon’s dick growing in size? Pulling away from his kiss, I looked down. Simon had my legs drawn in his arms, and Slade had the base of his cock in his hand, but the rest of it was already in me. Looking further down, I realized why it felt so tight.

H-E-Double Hockey Sticks! These fools were both spearing me with their cocks. I’d thought he meant double as in two guys at once, but apparently, the sly Alpha-hole had meant two dicks in my vagina. I wanted to curse at him, but as he pushed forward, I lost all my words and only moans sounded out. My eyes rolled back in my head, and I thought I might die right there.

“You’re doing great, Peach. Fuck, you feel so tight. Rubbing up against Simon’s dick feels perfect. It’s like a dream, my favorite sandwich ever,” Slade mumbled incoherently as he slid in.

Simon and I moaned together. He tilted my chin up and kissed me some more. Somehow they both managed to fit, and I felt so full, I didn’t know if I’d make it if they started to move. They held the position for a few seconds, but then Slade began to rock his hips slowly. He leaned down, bracing his arms around us, bringing his face right next to ours.

He kissed me first, then Simon, and I knew this was the life I wanted. It felt right, and as they both took turns moving, my eyes rolled all the way back, the pleasure too intense, and I found myself falling over the edge as I came. It didn’t take long for them to follow, and we all laid on the bed a sweaty mess, none of us wanting to move.

At some point, though, Slade did get up, bringing back a towel for Simon and me. He went out into the other room, picking up and turning off the lights. I heard him double-bolt the door before returning. He clicked off the lights in the bedroom and snuggled into me, kissing my cheek as he pulled me close. Simon had already passed out, his soft snores filling the room.

“Was that okay, Peach?”

Nodding, I looked up at him upside down. “Yeah, it was amazing. Just don’t leave in the morning. I don’t think I could take it if you did.”

“I’m not going anywhere, Peach. I promise. I love you.”

My breath caught as I stared into his dark eyes, the gold shimmering around the edges more than ever. It was the first time he’d said it out loud. I’d read it in his letter earlier, but it was different hearing it aloud.

“I love you too.”

His smile was radiant as he looked at me, and kissed me briefly before laying his head down. I fell asleep between the two of them, and I felt safe. But most of all, I felt happy and hopeful for my future.

Pen Pal Letter

THANE TO NOX

Dear Noxy girl,

I’m glad you don’t hate me. I honestly don’t know what a world without Nox in it would be like. Even though we’ve never met, I feel your words on my heart, written in songs and letters between us in a language only we know. It sounds absurd when I say that out loud, for how can I know this person as well as I do? But somehow, I just know. It’s been what, a few years now? That’s practically a lifetime for most people our age. Hopefully, I don’t scare you, but I hope to always have you in my life as a friend.

When I read you succeeded in your dare, it made me smile and I wished I’d been able to hear you sing. I’m sure it was beautiful and even better to win over your nemesis. I hope you don’t stop singing though. It might have been scary, but in my experience, the more you do something, the easier it gets.

Which brings me to your dare. Oh, how I wanted to avoid this one. I even looked up where I could get a chicken suit online. But at the end of the day, your words sunk in, and I knew I couldn't “chicken out”. Very clever if that was your intention.

So, I did it. I asked my brother to hang out. He said no the first time, but that was to be expected. I kept asking though. Getting the first one out of the way made it easier to keep hearing the rejection. I asked him to play a board game. I asked if he wanted to grab burgers. I even asked if he wanted to go to a baseball game. The one he finally said yes to? Going to our mother’s grave.

I know it sounds weird, but it was good. I got to say goodbye and it felt like we were united again, even if only for the day.

It opened up the door though, and I’m asking him each week to do something small. So far he’s gone with me to the grocery store, and thenheasked me to give him a ride to a shop he wanted to apply at.

It’s a start. So thank you for pushing me to do it.

Your dare this week… I dare you to let your brother pick out your outfit and wear it for a whole day, no matter what it is. (Assuming it’s not anything that would get you arrested.) If you choose to pass on this, then you have to sing “I’m a little teapot” anytime someone asks you how you’re doing for a day.

Your joke-

What do you call a cow with no legs?

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