Four Play

by Stephanie Brother

  “I don’t have clothes here for work.” Melting from the twins’ attention, I probably don’t sound very bothered by my lack of clothing.

  “You can get them in the morning. And then pack a bag so you can stay the week,” Adam says.

  “Stay the week?” I repeat his words, feeling slightly dazed.

  “Move in.” Jake follows his words by leaning in, cupping my chin in his hand and pressing his lips to mine.

  Just as things start to get hotter and heavier, my phone vibrates in my pocket. I would ignore it, but the twins pull away, giving me space to check the screen. It’s a call from Mom.

  My arousal meter drops to zero; I feel like a kid who’s been caught being naughty. What would she think if she knew where I am and what I’ve been doing?

  “It’s my mom. I should talk to her.” Hastily untangling from the twins, I slip out onto the back patio, where all I can see is moonlight shimmering on the ocean.

  “Hi, Mom. How are you?”

  “Hi, honey. I’m great. How are you?”

  “Good. I’m good.”

  “I just wanted to check in. Time is going by so quickly. We’ll be back next weekend.”

  “Wow, it is going fast. Are you having a good time?”

  “The best. Hey, how’s the oven doing? Is it still working okay?”

  “Oh yes, just fine.”

  “I’m so glad Matt was able to fix it. You be sure to call him or any of the other boys if you need any help. Remember, they’re your family now and I know they’d do anything for you.”

  Oh, if she only knew what they’re doing for me. I feel a little sick to my stomach as we wrap up our conversation.

  I don’t go back inside right away after I end the call. Part of me is tempted to tell the brothers that this was a big mistake and that I need to leave and forget this ever happened.

  But that doesn’t feel true or right. What we’ve done isn’t technically wrong or bad, only to the extent that it would hurt our parents if they knew. And they never need to know.

  I spot a couple walking along the beach, holding hands. I watch them until they fade into the darkness as I try to sort out my complicated thoughts.

  Behind me, the door opens and closes.

  Adam puts a hand on my shoulder. “Everything okay?”

  When I nod and give a small smile he runs his fingers through my hair and gives a playful tug. “Ready to come back inside?”

  The silvery glow cast from the moon lights up the planes of his face, accentuating his strong features. He’s so beautiful. They all are.

  When he pulls me against him, the heat of his body warming me deep inside, I make an instant decision. Maybe my body makes it for me.

  I’ll stay with them this week. I’ll enjoy every minute with them, and give and receive all the pleasure I can. I’ll live this fantasy life and get it all out of my system so that when our parents return, we can go back to being step-siblings and friends and nothing more.

  22

  Such a dirty girl

  The week that follows is the stuff of daydreams. But while much of it plays out like wild fantasies come to life, other moments seem so oddly normal.

  I feel completely at home in their big beach house. The men don’t treat me like a guest, but like someone who belongs there.

  I only go back to Mom’s house once to get clothing. Every other minute I’m not at the bakery, I spend with them. We wake up together, cook and clean up together, share meals, and laughs, and so much more.

  On Tuesday, we watch TV after dinner and get drawn into a new sci-fi drama.

  Several episodes in, when one ends and another is about to begin, Jake stands and stretches. “Anyone want to go for a swim?”

  Josh stretches beside me, rubbing my leg. “I’ll go,” he says.

  I look out of the windows and see that it’s well after dark. “Won’t it be cold?”

  “The water will be fine. The air will feel cold when we get out,” Jake says.

  “C’mon. We’ll keep you warm,” Josh adds.

  I shrug a shoulder and follow them upstairs to get my swimsuit. We meet back in the hall where I’m gratified by the appreciative looks they give me in my bikini.

  “Ready?”

  I nod and follow them downstairs and out the back door.

  “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” Adam calls after us, he and Matt remaining in front of the TV. I was already excited at the prospect of a swim after dark, but Adam’s teasing comment suggests the possibility of even more thrilling activities.

  I recall the morning after spending the night here when Adam didn’t want to have sex with me for the first time without his brothers being involved. Now that we’ve all been together, maybe things are more open and flexible. Maybe we’ll couple up in new ways.

  My nipples go hard as soon as I step out into the cool night air, though maybe it’s my sexy thoughts and the sight of the twins in nothing but their swim trunks that has my nipples pebbling into hard points.

  When we reach the sand, the men take my hands and lead me in a jog toward the water.

  “Wait! We’re running right in?”

  “It’s the best way,” Jake says. “Like ripping off a band-aid.”

  “I thought you said it wouldn’t be cold!” I wail as the water splashes up onto my legs, my thighs, and most shockingly, my bare stomach. But I don’t have time to shiver because the twins pull me in with them until we’re chest deep. They circle close around me and we bob with the incoming waves as the excitement catches up with me.

  “This is – refreshing.” When my teeth chatter with the words, hands are instantly on me, rubbing my arms, my back, even my legs. Josh bends his head to mine and kisses me, which goes a long way toward warming me from the inside.

  “Ready to swim?” Jake asks.

  With the twins on each side of me, we take a slow swim parallel to the shore. They keep pace with me, very attentive to my level of stamina, and after a short while, we turn and swim back. I’m surprised to find that the water actually does feel warm now.

  Still deep in the water, but back in front of their house, Jake pulls me against him and I wrap my arms and legs around him. We kiss as the water laps against us, the air cool on our faces, and the moon shining down on us.

  After a few minutes, his twin pulls me away, and then I’m kissing Josh, clinging to him, wrapping myself around him. He carries me into slightly shallower water and slides my body down his until his hardness presses into me. The cold temperature of the water doesn’t seem to be affecting him one bit.

  Reaching between us, I push his swim trunks down and wrap my hand around his cock. I stroke his length while snuggling my body closer to him, pressing my mound against his base.

  He moans as I use my thumb to rub the head of his cock, exploring the shape of him.

  “Take me right here, Josh. I want you so badly.”

  He slides the fabric of my bikini bottom to the side, finds my opening lubricated with my arousal, and then quickly shifts me and slides his cock inside me, making me gasp.

  He chuckles as he pulls me closer, seating himself deep inside me. “You’ll never have to ask me twice.”

  Behind me, Jake’s warm, hard body presses into my back. He pushes my wet hair aside and kisses my neck while his twin begins to thrust in and out of me.

  They’re supporting me, but the weight of the water also gives me lift, and it’s a new feeling being between them here in the ocean. Jake encourages me to lean back against his chest, so that I’m spread between them, my upper body resting in Jake’s arms and my lower body connected to Josh.

  And though Josh clearly wants me as desperately as I want him, he keeps his pace slow and steady. It’s somehow perfect for the stillness of the night and the energy of the never-ending waves. It feels like the three of us become part of the water as we become part of each other.

  The unhurried pace provides a strong buildup for me. As Josh moves in and out of me and Jake cups my brea
sts and thumbs my nipples, my pleasure gradually builds like the rising tide. It slowly lifts me higher and higher, until I’m like a dam about to burst.

  I don’t say anything – I’m silent in the dark of the night – but they know when I’m reaching my release. Jake squeezes and pulls at my pebbled peaks, as Josh digs his fingers into my ass cheeks and thrusts deeper, deeper, deeper, and I let go.

  Riding on the waves of my pleasure, I come apart. I cry out and my voice dissolves into the crashing surf. I cling tightly to the twins and let ecstasy overtake me.

  When my body stills, Josh pulls my chest against his and carries me to the beach. Jake finds the towel they’d dropped and spreads it out over the sand, making a place for Josh to lay me down.

  I’m still catching my breath. “That was – amazing. I’d never had sex in the ocean.”

  Jake lies beside me, leaning in to kiss me as his hand skims over my torso and down between my legs. “How about sex on the beach?”

  “I’ve never done that before, either. Can anyone see us?”

  “There’s no one around. The nearest houses are too far to be able to see.”

  “I’m here. I’m probably going to watch,” Josh says, lying down in the sand beside us.

  I laugh out loud. “Creeper!”

  Jake smiles as he kisses me again. He moves his body over mine, putting a delicious amount of pressure on me as my body molds into the sand beneath the towel.

  I spread my legs and lift my hips to meet him, eager to feel him inside me. He tugs my bikini bottoms off of me and hands them to his twin, who playfully clamps them in his mouth like a dog with a bone.

  “You guys!” I giggle.

  And then I’m not laughing at all, as Jake spreads me open with this thumb and slowly slides his cock inside my pussy.

  “Oh – oh, that’s so good.” The night air tickles my damp skin as it dries me. I hear the soothing sound of the waves coming in, and the beach grasses rustling in the gentle breeze.

  Jake’s breath is hot on my ear as he whispers lovely things to me, calling me beautiful, saying my name, telling me how good it feels to be inside me.

  After the orgasm Josh gave me a few minutes ago, I would think my body would be spent, but I know better now. These men have taught me that my body is capable of much more pleasure than I’d ever imagined.

  I give in to that pleasure one more time, as Josh pushes in and out of me, his cock hitting every right spot and angle, my pussy so hot and ready for him.

  He fucks me hard, the sand providing a soft but firm foundation for our bodies as we come together over and over, until I eventually come apart.

  I cry out and clutch Jake’s shoulders as my body seizes in the throes of ecstasy. As I’m hitting my peak, I realize Jake’s rhythm has changed. He moans and his body stiffens – he’s coming, too. We pant in unison as we lose control together.

  After, Jake collapses onto me, his breathing ragged. When he recovers, he lays kisses on my neck and cheek and forehead. He whispers in my ear, “We’re so good together, Maddy.”

  I nod and murmur my enthusiastic agreement as I cling to him.

  “I wish we had figured this out when we were younger,” he says.

  I’m thoughtful for a moment, wondering what that would have been like, and how my life might have been different if I had been with them like this in high school. “I think it’s better now that we’re older,” I say finally.

  It’s his turn to nod before he brushes my lips with a soft kiss and rolls off to lie beside me.

  It’s then that I become aware of Josh lying beside us. He has been watching, as he had teased. He has his cock out of his trunks, and he’s slowly stroking his length.

  I reach out to touch his face. “I just realized. You never came. You made me come so hard in the water that I didn’t even realize–”

  In the darkness, I make out his proud grin. “I’m in no rush,” he says, his voice deep and rumbly.

  “Let me take care of you.” I roll toward him, throw my leg over his thighs, and press him onto his back as I move to straddle him.

  He sucks at my breasts as I position myself over his hard cock. My pussy still dripping with his twin’s cum, I sink onto him, bringing him inside me, joining us together.

  He moans as he fills me. His hands grip my hips and he holds me tight to him as if he’s savoring our connection.

  As he holds me in place I grind against him, making small circles with my hips that rub my clit against his hot body. All at once, I’m surprised to find that I could come like this – barely moving but feeling so much. The cool air licks at my damp and sweaty skin, Josh is strong and broad beneath me and his cock, though not moving inside me, fills me completely.

  “Oh fuck, Josh!” I moan and let my head fall back. He tickles my nipple with lightning-fast licks of his tongue, then he draws his teeth over the hardened peak and sucks it hard into his mouth. He digs his fingers into me and presses my body tighter against him, and – “Oh, god! Oh, god!” – I come again, wondering how this much pleasure is humanly possible.

  When I’m still quivering with aftershocks, Josh lifts me off of him and positions me on the blanket, flat on my stomach. He nudges my legs apart, lifts my hips a few inches, and supports himself over me, the weight of him warm and delicious.

  He slides his thick cock into me, an inch at a time. This new angle of approach makes me feel even more full and even more claimed. With my head rested on my folded arms, I turn to watch Jake, who’s watching his brother fuck me. I feel like such a dirty girl, but also a very lucky, cherished, cared-for girl.

  Josh’s voice is low and rough, right at my ear. “You’re so hot inside, Maddy. You’re so swollen and slippery, and you feel so fucking good. I could fuck you like this all night long.”

  I purr in response, loving the feeling of his cock pushing in and out of me. Loving that we’re out in the dark on the beach, loving that I’m sharing this new experience with my longtime friends, now lovers. Loving my life so hard right now.

  Josh doesn’t fuck me all night, but he does go a nice, long time. He’s silent when he comes, his body spasming as he fills me full of himself.

  The three of us lie close together side-by-side on our backs for a long time afterward. We watch the stars, talk a little, and when we eventually walk back up to the house, they support me between them because my legs are shaky from all of the fun we had.

  23

  Beyond the bounds of my imagination

  When I get back to the beach house after work on Thursday, Jake is in the kitchen but the house is otherwise quiet.

  “Where’s everyone at?”

  “Adam and Josh are working late. I think Matt is upstairs.” Jake is chopping onions and looking so good in a snug, faded blue t-shirt.

  “What’s for dinner?”

  “I’ve been in the mood for lasagna all day.”

  “That sounds amazing. Let me go get a shower and then I’ll be back down to help.”

  “Take your time. The sauce will need to cook for a while before it all goes together.”

  Upstairs, I head right into the bathroom. After pulling my hair up out of the way I get into the tub, eager to shower off the day. It feels like there is flour caked into my pores.

  Isolated under the spray of water, my mind wanders. As the days pass by in this fantasy life I’m living, I find a little edge of sadness coming in. The week is almost over.

  All good things must come to an end, as they say. I sigh as I turn off the shower, and resolve to let my sadness flow down the drain with the water. My time with the Harding brothers is limited, and that is precisely why I shouldn’t waste a moment of it feeling sad or envisioning my future without them. I owe it to myself to enjoy the now. I’ll deal with the sadness later.

  I’m only wearing a bath towel when I encounter Matt in the hall as I’m on the way to the guest room, where I’ve been keeping my things.

  “Hey, Maddy. How was your day?”

  “
Good. How about you?” He appears to be freshly showered, too, his hair slightly damp and freshly combed, and his feet bare under a faded pair of jeans.

  He’s stopped a couple of feet away from me, but I close the distance between us, wanting to smell his skin.

  His eyes are dark as he looks down at me. He meets my eyes but then drops his gaze lower. “My day was okay. A little boring, I guess.”

  “Oh, I’m sorry to hear that.” My hand touches his chest tentatively then becomes bolder as it explores. “The day isn’t quite over yet, you know.” I lean closer still and inhale the fresh, clean scent of man.

  Matt cups my chin and tips my head upward, where he meets my mouth with his. It’s a soft kiss at first, a gentle brushing of his lips against mine, but as I return his kiss, he exerts more pressure and brings his tongue into the action. He tastes as good as he smells.

  As we kiss, he steers me so that my back is against the bare wall next to the bathroom door. His body frames mine as he bends over me, feasting on my mouth, his hands on my bare arms and tangling up into my hair, where he releases it from the hairband.

  Then he steps back to examine my towel, and with just one quick movement, undoes the bind that was holding it around my body. It falls and I’m completely naked.

  “My day just got a lot less boring,” he murmurs. His kisses descend to my neck, my shoulder blades, and my chest, where he circles his tongue around my nipples until they’re pointing at attention.

  Satisfied with his work there, he drops to his knees as his mouth traces down, down, down, to where I’m already dripping with lust. He presses his tongue into my cleft and moans with pleasure at the wetness he finds and samples. His fingers spread me open and he pushes his tongue in deeper, in and out, in and out, making me whimper.

  Matt fumbles with his zipper as he stands. “You’re so wet and ready, Maddy.”

  “You make me so hot, Matt.”

  I love that he doesn’t take a moment to take his jeans off. I’m completely naked and exposed to him, while he’s still dressed. He just pulls his hard cock out, rounds his body to line himself up with me, and presses inside, taking me right up against the wall, like there’s nothing more urgent in the world.