by Nikki Wild
“I want both of you,” I told them.
Two puzzled, handsome twin faces gazed upon me with dawning recognition. They shared a glance again.
“You what?”
“Don’t bullshit me – you’re fighting over me, and we all know it,” I told them. “But the truth is… you want me to pick, and I can’t. Not yet…”
The brothers glared at one another.
“Both of you are drop-dead fucking sexy. You’re different in amazing ways. You two are asking me to choose between chocolate and strawberry, and goddammit, I can’t settle. If you want me, you’re going to have to share me. Or I can shut down and you can go back to this stupid fight.”
“But I don’t…”
“How does that…”
I shook my head. “I don’t fucking care. If either of you want me, you have to both have me. It’s that, or nothing.”
A silence fell over the room.
Their gazes slowly dragged back to one another. Something fierce but unspoken passed between them – in that way, I guess, that only twins can communicate.
“I can live with that,” Aiden smirked.
Dylan turned back. “So can I.”
Wait… is this really–
Before I knew what was happening, I was getting scooped up and carried by the pair of them, back towards the bus, starting to realize what I’d done.
And while my inner core flared with passion, it dawned on me that I might not be able to handle one of them, let alone two…
But goddammit, I was willing to try.
I’d fall on that sword.
Again, again, and again…
Phoenix
The three of us crashed into the back bedroom on the bus. The twins were ripping at my clothes, and my lips were an insatiable flurry. I could barely register who out of the two of them I was kissing, and who was grasping my breasts.
“Boys,” I murmured, feeling a pair of lips crash into my neck, “there’s plenty of me to go around…”
“You don’t understand,” Aidan growled in my ear. “I have to have you. I’ve had to have you for a long time now…”
My shirt was yanked over my head, and Dylan was kissing my stomach. “You drive us wild, Phoenix…”
“Oh God,” I murmured lustfully as I felt the twins begin to explore my body.
I hardly noticed my bra come unclipped. Drunk with their passion, I was likewise only vaguely aware of my jeans being tugged down my legs.
But before I knew it, I was in my panties and nothing else – and the two of them descended upon me, each taking a hard nipple between their lips and grasping at my bare, naked flesh.
My arms enveloped their heads as they enjoyed my puffy little peaks. Their warm tongues flicked, sucked, and teased while their wandering hands grabbed my ass or ran strong fingernails down my legs.
I could barely stand up straight, I was so overwhelmed with their fierce, combined need.
“I have to have you,” I heard myself say as the crooks of my arms tightened around their heads. “I’ve got to have both of you…”
“Say no more,” I heard Dylan say as he slipped out from my grip.
“We’ll take real good care of you,” Aidan groaned as he rose to the occasion.
They scooped me up together and lowered me to the mattress, climbing in with me on either side.
“This isn’t fair,” I grumbled.
“What’s not fair?” Dylan asked sweetly, turning his head a little.
“I’m basically naked and both of you still have your clothes on,” I mock-pouted, hooking a pair of fingers into each of their jean waistbands. “This has all gotta come off…”
They shared a hungry look and turned back to me. In unison, they tugged their shirts off, exposing hard, stacked washboard abs that caused me to suck in a breath.
Lord, have mercy.
They kicked off their jeans, showing off tented boxers that craved my attention. Without a moment’s hesitation, I grasped both of their erections through the fabric, rolling my hands over their ends.
Both brothers groaned with satisfaction and lowered their gazes at me.
Dylan looked loving, sweet.
Aiden looked primal, starving.
And I could feel myself moistening my panties at all this power in front of me.
Aidan pushed me down onto my back, slowly drawing my panties down my thighs. The two of them were practically salivating at the sight of my freshly trimmed pussy, already slickened with desire. He unhooked them off my ankles and threw them over his shoulder.
I swear he got even harder.
There wasn’t much time to focus on this, because Dylan immediately lowered his face to my abdomen. Peppering a trail of kisses down my stomach, I could feel the anticipation build as I realized what he was about to do…
Sure enough, he kissed his way down to my inner thighs, finally shouldering my legs and glancing up to me with a handsome smirk. That look melted me down to my core, just in time for his lips to come crashing down on my arousal.
I felt my eyes roll back in my head.
Dylan Carpenter’s tongue flicked along my budding clit, before it dug deep into my wet chasm. I fed my fingers into his hair and grabbed handfuls of it, letting my shoulders relax backwards into the bedding.
Oh, sweet Jesus, I thought to myself.
This is fucking amazing…
But Aiden wasn’t going to let me keep him out of the mix for long. He loomed closer dominantly, shifting his knees forward with a lurking, predatory gait.
Answering the challenge, I grasped the lining to his boxers with a free hand and tugged them down.
My eyes betrayed me.
I couldn’t rip my gaze off of his thick, incredible cock. It bounced lightly in front of me, almost mesmerizing with its length, its thickness, and its…
…Its piercing.
A long night of drunken revelry with Nicole, months before, had ended with us giggling and looking up genital piercings. That’s how I recognized the Prince Albert that was sticking out of his cock, a piercing that was supposed to drive a girl wild…
I never thought I’d see one up close.
And I definitely never thought that I’d be taking one inside me…
“Didn’t take it out for air,” Aiden spoke, cocking his head with a sexy, arrogant grin. “I get that it’s pretty and all…”
My fingers tentatively grasped his shaft. His hardened passion was so hot in my hand, radiating waves of heat that made my core practically whimper with pleasure.
His eyes locked onto mine, and his force of presence dominated me.
But before I started stroking him, Dylan’s tongue hit my clit in a way that shattered my concentration. I gasped as a new wave of lust struck my body, making me quiver beneath his artful, passionate licking.
Every little flick of his tongue felt like a small promise, sealed with a kiss.
I tightened my grip on his hair with my occupied hand as I began stroking Aiden’s cock, feeling how the skin rolled in my fist. He lifted his head back and let out a low groan, only pushing me to slowly tighten my grip and speed up my rhythm.
“You taste so good,” Dylan murmured from between my thighs. “Phoenix, I could do this every goddamn day.”
My skin flushed with desire.
“I wish you would.”
“Don’t see why I can’t,” he whispered, lifting his face to kiss along the insides of my thighs. His eyes were locked on mine, loving and sweet.
Before I could linger for too long, Aiden guided my face back towards his cock with a finger under my chin. It was just in time to divert my attention before I felt Dylan’s own finger push into my wet chasm.
“Oh, sweet Jesus…” I moaned.
“Uh-uh-uh,” Aidan tsk-tsked. “Focus on my pleasure, not your own.”
I followed his command.
He edged a little closer, and I focused on the throbbing warmth that radiated from his weapon. My eyes were drawn again to that curi
ous piercing in the head of his tool. I’d been afraid to do much with it. The last thing that I wanted to do was hurt him.
But the deafening allure overwhelmed me. This incredible man should have been vulnerable in his nakedness, like most people are. Aiden was stronger for it. The bareness of his skin felt less like dropping his walls, and more like a burning challenge.
With my eyes locked to his and my lips wrapping around the bulbous head of his cock, I accepted that challenge.
“Goddamn, Phoenix,” he grunted as I licked the head, pushing my lips further down his shaft. His powerful fingers gliding into my hair.
“Tell me how it feels, brother,” Dylan breathlessly murmured from down between my knees.
“Feels like sin,” Aiden groaned, his throat laced with desire. “Delicious, decadent sin…”
A warm chuckle rumbled over my sex as Dylan pressed his tongue to the bead of my passion. I took every ounce of how good that felt and channeled it into taking Aiden’s cock further into my mouth.
Aiden held my head in place and began pushing his cock in and out in slow, gentle thrusts. “Let me know when it’s too much,” he whispered as he began to slowly lift the tempo, gradually testing my limits.
Dylan took my buttocks into his hands and dove deeper into my pussy. He began leaving sweet kisses along my skin, nipping my inner thighs, my lower abdomen, tiny little pricks that only built my pleasure higher.
After a few minutes, Aiden released me from his grip. His thick cock was dripping with my saliva as he pulled back, glancing expectantly down at his brother.
Dylan pulled away from between my thighs, hopping up to kick off the rest of his clothes. As he descended back down onto the bed, I realized that they were twins in more ways than one.
Not only were they both incredibly well endowed in the downstairs department…
But they were both pierced.
“Do you two do everything together?” I gasped with surprise, gazing between both of their tremendous, studded cocks.
“Not everything,” Aiden murmured.
“Not until now,” Dylan added.
Both men turned to me with hungry looks in their eyes. Dylan looked like he wanted to bring us both to a new, staggering height, while Aiden traced my naked body with the salivating gaze of a predator.
“Who first?” He surmised carefully.
“Only one way to find out.”
“Two out of three?”
The two shared a powerful, competitive glance, as if ready to go back to blows. Something caught in my throat as I watched both men lift a fist…
And then the two naked powerhouses were playing the fiercest game of paper-scissors-rock that I’ve ever heard of.
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” I shook my head with a playful groan. “You’re fighting over who gets to fuck me first with a game of–”
“Damn!” Dylan growled. His rock had lost to Aiden’s paper.
“This is the only fair way to do it,” Aiden turned to me. “Fast, clean, irrefutable. We fix most of our misunderstandings with this.”
“Surely there’s a better way…”
Dylan turned to me as I noticed that they were still holding their hands in position. “Would you rather we flip a coin?”
“Ugh. Point taken.”
Although my smile betrayed that I found this whole little thing cute. It was like they were kids, settling a fight during recess. Except, instead of a playground it was a bed, and instead of a fight it was a fuck…
“Quit stalling,” Aiden told him.
“Alright. Two out of three,” Dylan confirmed.
In unison, they called out again:
“Paper, scissors, rock!”
A tie.
Another tie.
Then Dylan’s paper beat Aiden’s rock.
“Next one wins,” Aiden snapped.
The intensity that they brought to this even had my attention piqued. Let alone the fact that whoever won would penetrate me first, something that I realized I didn’t have a problem with…
“Paper, scissors, rock!”
I opened my eyes, realizing I’d shielded them behind my fingers. We had a winner.
Aiden’s scissors had defeated Dylan.
“Dammit,” Dylan cursed, before they both turned to me. “Well, I’ve got her all warmed up for you.”
“It’s not a pyrrhic victory,” Aiden reminded him. “Those lips are the most sinful ones on the fucking planet. You’ll see.”
“I believe you,” Dylan replied, licking his own as he focused on my eyes. “Are you ready for this? I’ll sit back a few minutes to let you get used to it, but if you can’t handle this…”
“No,” I demanded. “Both of you at once. It’s better that way.”
They shared a look.
They assumed the positions. Dylan took Aiden’s place, kneeling by my face and allowing me to take his cock in my hand. It was a little cooler to the touch than Aiden’s, and it felt different in my hand, but it was just as strong and demanding.
Aiden, meanwhile, kneeled between my legs. Instead of going straight for the kill, he massaged my knees, his powerful hands running up to my thighs. He stretched me with a pair of fingers, his thumb nudging in circles around my clit. He was choosing to prime me a little longer while I got used to Dylan, and I silently thanked him with what I hoped passed for a sultry glance.
“I have waited so long for this,” Dylan murmured affectionately while he lightly ran his fingers through my hair.
“Me too,” I realized aloud.
My mouth lowered to his thick cock, and I took it inside. Already used to Aiden’s length and girth, it was easy to take over half of him inside in the first push.
“Jesus Christ,” Dylan murmured. “You weren’t fucking kidding…”
“Told you,” Aiden chuckled, his fingers curling inside me. His careful motions sent an amazing shudder down my spine.
I spent a few minutes worshipping Dylan’s cock while Aiden teased me. He didn’t feel as if he needed to own me. Instead of trying to take control, Dylan let me set my own rhythm.
I was so involved in making him feel incredible that I barely noticed Aiden slap on a condom He was shifting my knees apart now, lining up the head of his cock to my wet, quivering chasm…
Phoenix
I sure as hell felt his cock enter me.
Aiden was gentle at first. He slowly guided the head into my wet, ready pussy, sensing my reactions and adjusting on the fly. He found my resistance and retreated a few inches, only to push in further.
I pulled Dylan’s cock from my mouth, still stroking it with my fist while I watched Aiden. He opened his eyes and met my gaze, and accepted my unspoken consent.
Do it, I mentally urged him.
Do it hard.
Dylan pulled my head back to his weapon. I threw myself into bobbing up and down on his cock, continuing to worship it with as much enthusiasm as I could muster.
Meanwhile, I felt Aiden stretching me with his hard, firm dick. It was like a steel pipe wrapped in skin, radiating enough heat to power a neighborhood.
And then, before I knew it, he had hilted himself against my hips. The entirety of Aiden’s thickness had been swallowed whole by my chasm somehow, practically pressing against my womb.
I privately thanked my body’s ability to handle his immense size… He stretched me to my limit and the feeling was indescribably good.
“Are you okay?” Aiden asked. I knew that this would be the single moment of tenderness Aiden was going to offer me. Dylan would have taken things slower, just like how he let me set the pace as I let his cock slide across my tongue. He was considerate. He wouldn’t want to hurt me.
Aiden cared less about that. In order to bask in the warmth of his fire, I knew that I would have to surrender entirely to him.
I pulled Dylan’s cock from my mouth, nodded, and went back to pleasing him.
Aiden growled as he thrust deep inside me, forcing a quiet yelp from
my throat. I buried that noise by taking down more of Dylan, no longer content to merely lick his shaft and suck on his bulbous head.
I felt incredible between these two men. Both were sculpted powerhouses, matched in everything from their mighty physiques to their tantalizing dick piercings.
And right now, they were matched in unwinding every tightened nerve in my body, releasing every last burst of pleasure…
They repositioned me, forcing further distance between them. I was coerced onto my hands and knees as Dylan took the front and Aiden took the back.
“Stop me when it’s too much,” Dylan whispered warmly as he pressed his tip to my lips. I welcomed him inside as he took my head into his hands, finally assuming control.
Aiden did not bother with pleasantries. He guided himself into my slickened folds and immediately hilted himself against my ass again, thrusting firmly and strongly into my wet pussy.
My spine shuddered as they used me together. Dylan started slower, fucking my mouth and groaning his satisfaction. I judged Aiden’s satisfaction off the low growls and quiet snarls as he thrust into me again and again, harder and faster with every movement…
“Goddamn, you were right,” Dylan gasped as he dominated my lips. His innate passiveness was melting away as uncontrollable need took over. “This is fucking incredible…”
Aiden merely chuckled, the sound primal and hungry. He seemed completely in his zone: a feral place where he could cut his restraints and take what he wanted.
I felt so utterly alive between them.
The only sounds that came from us for a while longer were the slickening sounds of flesh smacking together and the mattress groaning beneath the three of us.
The orgasm came out of nowhere. It had built up, over and over, rising to a towering peak that threatened to wipe my mind clean.
As that mountainous wave finally crested over and crashed down, it shuddered across my body. I felt my body seize with pleasure, my nerves singing with sweet, salacious release.
I couldn’t remember the last time my mind had been that clear: free from the constraints, worries, and stresses galore…
While I lay on the bed in a panting mess, the brothers swapped. Dylan ripped a condom open and sheathed himself, before Aiden moved to rip his own off.