CHAPTER TWELVE

MAV

I didn't fucking want one of these assholes on my dick, and I definitely don't want two of them. It's at this moment that I realize I'm getting the short end of the stick, and we need to renegotiate.

"No fucking way. If I'm going to have two men on my cock, then you'll kiss, and Stella will go down on Lucy, including fucking her with a dildo."

I'm counting on my girl to get me out of this by flat out refusing. She says hell no and then we can forget this shit and move on, with me fucking both girls and no men all over my junk. I grit my teeth when she shrugs like this is all no big deal. "Fine."

FUCK!

This night has been a mindfuck and it's clear that it's going to continue to be, as Stella is suddenly in charge. "Clothes off, boys."

Yet she clearly is the one in control now, because we all obey like the pathetic simps we've become. Once all three of us men are naked as the day we were born, she orders, "On the bed, Maverick."

Gage chuckles as I do as Stella said. "I think it's only fair that you two are naked too."

Both girls get undressed without complaint, and I think it's how I'll get through this. Two beautiful sets of tits to focus on, while whatever fucking depravity happens.

Gage and Sebastian both climb on either side of me and take turns kissing me, and when they both move to their side of my neck and run their tongues all over me, I groan, "Can we get to it already. Let's get this shit over with."

Gage chuckles. "Begging already? Patience. You'll get to come, don't worry."

Suddenly, they are licking and biting at my nipples, while I lie frozen on the bed like the victim I am, or at least that's what I tell myself.

Stella gasps. "He's getting hard."

Fuck. How am I getting an erection? Obviously, it's my girls being naked, right? It has to be. Surprisingly it's not Gage that grabs my dick, it's Sebastian. "I think you like this more than you'd care to admit," he says as my cock jerks in his hand. Leaning down, he flicks his tongue over my slit, and Gage runs that fucking piercing from my base up my length, until they are both tonguing around my head. First, they are licking the head of my dick, and then their tongues connect, and Gage grabs Sebastian's head and pushes his tongue into his mouth. Both Lucy and Stella moan loudly, getting off on this shit. It doesn't bother me seeing them together but then again, I'm not normally part of it.

"Oh fuck, that's hot," Lucy says as Sebastian slides his mouth down my cock. Gage groans as he takes one of my balls into his mouth and sucks. I don't know why I do it, because I should be looking at my girls, but I glance between my legs and spot both Sebastian and Gage, staring at me with heat that makes me groan with need. What is happening to me? I'm not supposed to fucking like this. I'm straight. Then they switch places, and all bets are off. The girls have been going on and on about Gage's tongue piercing since they felt it for the first time. I thought it'd be different as a man; I was sure it wouldn't have the same effect on me. I was wrong. He runs his tongue up my shaft, and I shiver uncontrollably, as Stella whimpers, "Let go, Maverick. Come for us."

"Kiss her," I nearly fucking beg. The tables have turned, and I don't fucking like it at all.

Sebastian bobs his head up and down, taking my cock into his throat, and Gage bites my thigh as he massages my balls, then Stella leans down and runs her tongue over one of Lucy's nipples. It's the sound she makes that's my complete undoing. I grab Sebastian's head and hold his face to my pelvis, as I empty myself down his fucking throat.

"Good boy," Sebastian says to me as he stands up. My initial instinct is to punch him and Gage both in the fucking face, but my immediate interest lies elsewhere.

I get off the bed and glare at my women. "Somebody needs to start licking a pussy. I don't care who."

Stella takes Lucy's hand. "Are you sure you're okay with this?"

Yeah, well I don't fucking care who is okay with what. If she says she's not okay with it, we're going back to forceful shit. I did not just let two men get me off to not get to see this.

STELLA

Lucy squirms away from me. "I should take a shower first."

Maverick growls loudly, "Is she wet, Stella?"

I run two fingers between her legs and up her slit. "Yes."

"No shower. Now get to it."

He's clearly a little pissy about enjoying two men getting him off, so I don't argue with him, and lead Lucy to the bed instead. "You had a shower this morning. It'll be fine."

Once she moves to the bed and lies down, I spread her thighs and kneel between them as all three guys surround us, like it's the best show they've ever seen, and for them it probably is.

Placing a hand on the mattress on either side of her, I lean down and kiss her gently, and I instantly know how turned on she is by what we both just saw. She runs her hands into my hair and pulls at it, as I swirl my tongue around hers. Maverick smacks my bare ass, as I move my tongue down her neck to her breasts.

"Fuck yeah," Sebastian groans loudly and the other two follow suit, with Gage saying, "Fucking beautiful."

I move back slightly and place my face just above her pussy. My only thought is that I really hope this doesn't destroy our friendship. Did I love watching them both lick and suck Maverick? Fuck yes. That was the hottest moment of my life, but if it changes things between Lucy and I, it will definitely not have been worth it.

I can feel all three sets of eyes on me as I swipe her clit with my tongue. She's still and quiet, so I'm worried, but I continue. I give her three quick lashes of my tongue and she whimpers. "Does her tongue feel good, baby?" Maverick asks her and she cries out. "Yes!"

I'm still worried about what this will mean for us long term, but I decide to simply follow her cues. I slide two fingers inside her while I lick and suck at her clit, causing her to moan so loudly, that I can't lie, I'm fucking wet. As if these three wild animals watching us can smell it, Sebastian smacks my ass. "Don't fucking stop."

Maverick walks away and comes back with Lucy's toy, and sets it on the bed beside us, his not-so-subtle reminder that we agreed to this. I move my fingers back and forth in a scissor motion inside her and she grabs my hair, holding my head in place as she comes, screaming wildly. Maverick and Gage climb on the bed on either side of Lucy. Each of them grabs one of her legs and pushes it back, so her knees are up by her chest. "Fuck her, Stella."

Pulling my fingers out of her, I make a show for the men by sucking my fingers clean before grabbing the dildo. It's one of those natural ones that looks and feels like a real cock. I already know I won't need lube because she's drenched. She moans as I slide it into her pussy. "Stella," she whimpers, once it's all the way in.

"Fuck," Maverick says, "This is fucking better than I ever imagined."

All three guys watch the toy sliding in and out of her repeatedly, until I block their view and lean over and take her clit between my lips and suck. She moves her hands into my hair again, digging her nails into my scalp almost painfully, as she bucks her hips up and makes a sound I've never heard her make, but it's hot. Really fucking hot.

"Enough," Maverick barks, sounding jealous, which is strange because of course he wanted this. I move away from her with a giggle, because today has been ridiculous.

He doesn't waste any time, he pulls the toy from her and slams into her, as if he has to reclaim her after I defiled her.

LUCY

They say men give the best blow jobs, because who knows their way around a dick better, so is it the same with women too? Stella certainly knows what she's doing with her tongue, and her fingers, and I'm ashamed to say that she got me off really easily, despite how weird I feel about it, or maybe that weirdness added to the experience for me. I really don't know, but pleasure is pleasure, and she gives me plenty of that, as confusing as it is to enjoy her touching me in this way. I honestly want to slap Mav for that casual way he brings us the dildo, like we would ever deign to forget his damn directive.

Not that I'd change a thing about getting to see him being pleasured by Gage and Sebastian. It was absolutely the sexiest thing I've seen in my life. He just didn't know what to do with himself, his fists clenching, and the way he struggled at first, but he soon sank into it, pretty much like I'm doing with Stella as she's fucking me with a dildo. My best friend, a person I love dearly, is doing these things to me, and I can't help it, I'm getting off on it. Will it be weird after this? What if she can't look at me, or I can't look at her. I mean, she knows how I taste now. That's weird, right?

I'm both disappointed and relieved, when Mav declares he's seen enough, and drags me away so he can fuck me. He looks as conflicted as I feel, and he's fucking me so hard, like he's trying to prove a point. Is he trying to prove to me that he's into me? Oh god, what if he's trying to convince himself, because he preferred being with the guys? Did we just turn Mav gay?!

It reminds me of the first time I saw Mav doing anything sexual, when he was forcing Stella, and being so cruel that she was crying. I don't think he's intentionally hurting me, but he's being rougher than he ever has been with me, and it's too much after everything we all just did, and how many boundaries were just crossed. Tears burn my eyes, and I push at his chest, receiving an irritated glare from him.

"Mav, no!"

He freezes, his glare softening as he sees my tears, and silence falls in the room. I hadn't realised the others were screwing too, but the silence is new, telling me there was other noise before that I just wasn't registering.

"Baby? What did I do?"

"Is she okay?" Stella asks, and suddenly I feel like everyone's watching me, and it makes it so much worse. I'm the depraved whore my parents called me. I shouldn't have enjoyed what Stella did, and I shouldn't enjoy any of this.

"Let me up," I gasp, but Mav's already moving, his face now more concerned than anything else. I know he loves me, but he's part of the depravity, and now I'm feeling like my parents have been right about me all along. They saw what I didn't, and I really should be ashamed of my behaviour. I scramble away from Mav, and run from the room, but I have no idea where to go to escape from myself, because it's impossible. I'm the one person I'll always be stuck with.