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I tried to ignore his words, putting them in a box and locking it up tight as just words said in the heat of the moment, but I couldn’t deny that I wanted them to be true. As if mesmerized, I let him put pressure on my neck, lowering my head to Ethan’s dick. I put my lips around his head. It was almost a surprise at how large he was. I had seen it, but feeling it fill my mouth was something else entirely.
For the first time, I was enjoying having a dick in my mouth. With Brent’s hand directing me, it didn’t feel like a chore or like I was being forced to please someone. Instead, it felt like we were connected, all three of us. It was my mouth on Ethan’s dick, but it was Brent that was directing the show.
As I tried to take more in my mouth, I gagged against the intrusion. I was going to try again when Brent pulled me back. “It’s okay, dollface. Just take what you can. Look at him. He’s going to enjoy whatever you do to him.” I looked up to see Ethan’s jaw clenched tight, his eyes wild, and his hands clenched into fists.
“He doesn’t look happy,” I whispered to Brent. He chuckled before placing a hot kiss on my mouth.
“Baby, that’s the look of a man in ecstasy. Trust me.” He kissed me again, deeper. When he pulled back, he winked at me. “Want me to show you how to make him explode?”
I nodded dumbly, dazed by the kiss, and wondered how I’d gotten where I was, kneeling in the basement of these amazing men. I was the only one completely naked, but Brent was shirtless, his sweatpants with a large wet spot and tented in the front. Ethan was still fully dressed, his pants wide open and pushed down under his ass, giving full access to the heavy cock sticking from the open waistband. I glanced back at Brent’s sweats and wondered if he had already come. But if he had, why was he still hard?
I didn’t have time to continue to wonder about it when he took me by the back of the neck again and brought my mouth back to Ethan’s dick. I took the head in my mouth again but pulled back when I realized I wasn’t alone that time. Brent swiped his tongue up the side of Ethan’s dick, and as I pulled away, he took my place and seemed to swallow Ethan’s dick whole. His mouth went down so much further than I knew mine had been. Unlike me, Brent didn’t choke or gag.
When he pulled off, I took my turn, dipping my head down and swirling my tongue around the underside of the head. I bobbed up and down a couple of times, starting to get the hang of having such a large cock in my mouth. When I pulled off, Brent was there, taking the cock almost fully to the root. Then he lifted back up until only the head was left in his mouth, and I dipped down and licked the large vein running up the front.
As we took turns and then began to lavish Ethan’s cock with attention at the same time, his moans grew louder in the room. I felt him grip my head, not pulling my hair, just holding me firm, as if he needed to hold on to something. I looked over to Brent, finding a hand on his head as well.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I’m going to come. Brent…” Ethan’s raspy voice called out to us, giving plenty of warning, and for the first time, I didn’t know what to do. I knew I hated the taste of cum, but at the same time, I had an almost overwhelming desire to find out if Ethan’s would be different.
Brent could see my hesitation, though, and let me sit back. He sank his mouth over Ethan’s cock, and as Ethan shouted up at the ceiling, the tendons in his neck tight, Brent winked at me. I could see his throat working, swallowing Ethan’s load, and I felt myself get jealous for the first time when it came to these men. I knew that I wanted to try. I wanted to know how he tasted, and I knew that with them, I wouldn’t hate it.
Brent pulled back when Ethan slumped down and released his hold on the two of us. I blinked, holding back the irrational tears that had sprung to my eyes when I thought of the chance I had wasted. In one swift movement, Brent’s fingers gently gripped my chin and brought our mouths together.
“Taste him, dollface.” His whispered words almost broke me. Somehow, he knew the battle I was fighting with myself and was going to give me what I needed. Our lips met, and our mouths opened. When his tongue slid against mine, I could taste what I had denied myself, and I was right. It was different. It still didn’t taste like chocolate, but it wasn’t the awful flavor that always made me shudder and rush to spit it out. It almost tasted… good. I wanted another chance to get the full experience for myself.
“Not horrible?” I flushed as we pulled away and stared at each other. I shook my head as he grinned.
Ethan stood up, looking like a baby deer, as he swayed a little, uneasy on his own legs. He started pulling his pants back up but didn’t bother zipping them, only pulled his boxers back into place before collapsing on the couch. Brent stood up and reached down, gripping me under the arms, lifting me as if I were a toddler instead of a fully grown woman, and plunked me down right on Ethan’s lap. The grunt underneath me had me immediately trying to climb off his lap, but Ethan wrapped his arms around me, holding me tight to his chest. I relaxed into him, letting my body weight settle, knowing he could take it.
Brent looked down at his pants with a grimace and pointed to the bathroom. “I’ll be right back.”
Ethan’s chuckle had me turning my head so I could look at his face. “Did he…?”
“Yeah, sugar, he did. It seems our boy couldn’t hold himself back once he got a good look at your pussy.” I reached my hand down to cover myself at the reminder that I was completely naked, but before I could, a throw blanket was pulled over the top of me and tucked in. “You don’t need to cover yourself, but I’m sure you’re probably chilly.” I nodded gratefully and settled back in, looking at the tv that was still playing on silent.
The line of storms seemed to have moved quite a bit since the last time we looked, and the yellow circles had diminished, making me feel relieved that the worst was over. They had set out to distract me from worrying over the storms, and it seemed like they had done their jobs perfectly.
Brent walked back into the room, his pants still wet, but the worst of his mess seemed cleared up, too. He looked at the tv and grinned. “Looks like we are clear to leave. Are you two hungry?”
I felt my stomach clench with hunger at the suggestion of food, and I nodded. Brent held his hand out to me and pulled me gently to my feet, a far cry from how forceful he had been while in the middle of our… sexual interlude.
“That was the best way to pass a storm.”
“Much better than just playing a video game,” Ethan agreed as he stood up behind me.
I flushed as they led me back to the stairs while I was still wrapped up in the soft blanket. I couldn’t help but wonder if that was all I was for them—just a way to pass the time. I shook my head. No. That wasn’t them. They had been ravenous for me. The way they almost fought over me. The way they seemed enthralled by my body. It had given me the impression that neither one of them had ever seen a naked woman before, let alone had sex with one.
No, those two hadn’t been using me. They had given me a wonderful afternoon without expecting anything in return. I had felt worshiped and cherished. If I never had another moment like that again with them, I would be happy I had gotten to experience it. But a girl could hope that there would be more down the road.
A lot more.
Twenty-One
THE CASTLE KILLER
Where are you?
No one gets away from me, Casey. No one. Women like you think you can do whatever you want to a man. You think you can take and take and take. Do you think you can take from me, destroy a man, without consequences? I will teach you that there are dire consequences. Just like I taughther.
