“He’s fine.” Scott ground into her ass, trying to give himself what he needed to cum. “When we’re done, we’ll worry about him. He’s still hard, I feel it.” He pumped into her a few times.
She moaned and felt both of their cocks as her body moved to his rhythm. “Aye!” She scratched Brandon’s shoulders while she trembled. Scott didn’t let up. He was forcing Brandon’s cock to brush her G-spot over and over again. “God… please… uh… damnit!” A flood of fluid escaped while she lost control and screamed.
“Yeah, that’s it!” Scott groaned and leaned on Mackenzie’s back. “Fuck!” He ground in deep while his load shot out. “Damn, I wish I coulda felt him cum.”
Mackenzie lay there feeling slightly guilty. Brandon was still hard. He was the only one who hadn’t cum. When Scott pulled out, Brandon stirred.
“Tink, fuck me. I wanna cum.”
She tried to move her hips, but could only manage slow, short strokes. He pushed up into her once, then collapsed again. She tried to think of a way to help him, but none came to mind.
“Want some help?” Scott lifted her slowly by the waist. “Is he really still stiff? Damn!” He put her down on the other couch and stared at Brandon’s dick. It was glistening, twitching a few times. “He’s gonna wake up dying.”
Mackenzie looked over at Brandon. “Would you blow him?”
“Huh?” Scott’s eyes opened wide. “Why would you want me to do that? He’d kill me.”
She smiled slyly. “He basically said anything goes, and I’d like it. When you sucked Austin off today, I came so hard.”
“Really?”
She blushed realizing she didn’t mean to blurt that out. “Um, yeah…”
“What if he wakes up?” Scott wanted to do it, more that he could admit, but losing Brandon’s friendship would not be worth it.
She got up and knelt next to Brandon. “I’ll be right here. If he gets upset, I’ll remind him what he said.” She kissed Brandon’s lips. “Please, at least for a few minutes?”
Scott took a deep breath and closed his eyes for a few seconds. How much damage could it do, if I didn’t get caught? He shrugged his shoulders. It was her idea anyway, and he wanted to do it badly. He put a hand on the couch between Brandon’s legs and knelt next to Mackenzie. He glanced at her, and she nodded. He took another breath then took Brandon’s erection in his hand.
Brandon let out a soft moan when Scott sucked hard. Mackenzie watched as Brandon’s hips lifted slightly and a hand balled into a fist. He was enjoying it. She turned and saw his entire shaft down Scott’s throat, while Brandon pushed his head down, fisting his hair.
“Wow, that’s hot!”
Her mouth opened slightly as her pussy clenched. It was an amazing sight; one she would probably never see again. Then an idea popped into her head. She crawled around the couch and climbed up, between Brandon’s legs. Then she leaned down.
Scott’s eyes bugged out when he saw her licking Brandon’s balls. It was something he always wanted to do to Austin with a girl. When she sucked on a testicle, Brandon started squirming. Scott double-checked he was still out. He was, but Brandon still had a hold of his hair.
Mackenzie almost smiled when she accidentally licked Scott’s fingers. Then he let go, and she ran her tongue around the base of Brandon’s cock while fondling his scrotum.
“Does he like rim jobs?” Scott asked when Brandon finally let him go. When Mackenzie nodded vigorously, he smiled. “I’ll do that, and you blow him, in case he wakes up.”
They quickly switched positions. Then Mackenzie helped Scott get Brandon’s legs at the best angle. When they both lowered their heads, Brandon moaned loudly, beginning to stir. She sucked him in deep while fingering her pussy. The sight of Scott touching him was driving her wild.
Scott closed his eyes while he ran his tongue around Brandon’s entrance. His dick was hard and leaking pre-cum again. For a fleeting moment, he imagined plunging his dick into Brandon’s virgin ass and cumming deep inside him. Unable to tame the need, he started jerking his cock as he swirled his tongue around the puckered flesh. Then Brandon pushed against Scott’s tongue when he pressed it inside him a bit.
Brandon woke up to unbelievable pleasure. Still disoriented, he could not figure out why it was so intense. It felt like every inch of his body was being worked on at once somehow. His eyelids were heavy, so he only saw Mackenzie’s head bobbing up and down, but he felt her hand massaging his balls. All of a sudden, he cried out, and his head went back.
“Holy shit! Fuck!”
Mackenzie moaned as semen shot down her throat. Then she felt Scott move quickly when Brandon shifted his legs. She hoped he didn’t get angry at her, but she enjoyed the scene very much.
Brandon panted as he rubbed his hands over his face. “Did… I… pass… out?”
“Yes,” Mackenzie answered after licking droplets of cum from her mouth. “You were so hard I couldn’t resist.” She straddled his waist and kissed his lips. “You feel OK?”
He groaned quietly and covered his eyes. “My head’s pounding.”
“Help him get dressed, and I’ll get him in bed.” Scott put his own clothes on with shaking hands. He had cum again and was a bit embarrassed. “We’re leaving for Edmonton in a few hours anyway. You can sleep for like 12 hours, if you want.” He smiled at Brandon, who was sitting up, trying to help Mackenzie dress him.
Brandon leaned back, out of it. “Good.” He lifted his feet to get them in his pants, but he had trouble standing. He fell back on the couch twice before Scott held him up. “Thanks, man. You’re a good friend.”
Scott’s eyes met Mackenzie’s. He felt like they needed to tell him what transpired, minutes before. When she shook her head, Scott sighed and replied, “Thanks.”
Chapter Fourteen
Mackenzie woke up needing the bathroom. She felt the bus moving. When she fell asleep, they were still in Edmonton. They must have been on their way to Calgary already. That night’s concert had sold out. Even on a Tuesday, they could bring in the crowds. She kissed Brandon’s cheek and crawled over him.
“Be right back,” she whispered in his ear. After four days on the road, she had gotten used to the small space and rarely hit her head.
“Where you going?” Brandon asked and grabbed her arms. “I wanna hold you.”
She touched his cheek. “I just gotta pee. I won’t be gone long.”
“Hurry back.” He yawned and closed his eyes. “Sleeping without you is…” He sighed, angry he was too tired to hide his feelings. “…lonely.” That was true also, but he felt so empty without her.
Mackenzie kissed his lips. “I know what you mean.”
She climbed down to the floor and held onto the closest post while the bus lurched a bit. Her feelings for Brandon were confusing at best. Since she lost her Dad at age fourteen, she had never allowed anyone in her heart, but Brandon. That day floated through her mind while she stood still, frozen.
He was there the day two men in military uniforms came to her home. At 15, Brandon was not a typical teenager. He had been raised by a single mom and respected women. Their friendship was platonic, but she knew he cared for her on some level. He stood behind her, hands on her shoulders while her mother let the grim faced men in.
Her mother’s hands shook, and she was already crying. Her husband had been out on the USS Cole for some time. She had made sure Mackenzie did not hear or see anything about the bombing until she knew the fate of her husband.
Mackenzie knew the men being there meant something happened and shuddered. Brandon hugged her to his body to assure her. “I’m right here,” he whispered in her ear.
“Ma’am, we’re here to inform you of your husband’s passing.” The man in a Navy uniform spoke softly. “I’m sorry for your loss. He was a good man.”
Both Mackenzie and her mother instantly broke down. Brandon caught her before she fell. The other officer comforted her mother. The heartbreak she felt was unimaginable.
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bsp; In the days that followed, her mother became withdrawn and distant, not able to function. Mackenzie had to stay away to keep herself from going under as well. Brandon became her rock, her salvation. He helped her through it all. It was soon after that, that he took her virginity, and their relationship moved to a new level. One they had never come down from.
A hand caressed her calf, making her jump. She looked down. Jake had poked his head out from the bunk below Brandon’s. “Need some fucking?”
She shook him off. “Cut it out, Jake.”
“Yeah, Jake,” Andy called out. “Stop bothering her.”
Jake groaned. “Shut up.” Then he rolled over and went back to sleep.
Mackenzie headed to the bathroom as quietly as she could. When she had closed herself inside, she berated herself, “I shouldn’t have drank so much.” When she was washing her hands, she looked into the mirror. “Ugh, I’m a mess.” She was more worried about her looks since getting on the bus.
Brandon was falling back to sleep, but his thoughts were erratic. Images of his life flashed through his mind. He somehow knew Mackenzie had been thinking of her grief. That day was hard on him as well. Although it brought her deeper into his life, so he couldn’t say he wished it had never happened. His own grief was something he hid, something only she knew about. The band knew he lost his mother; but not how much it had affected him.
While Mackenzie slowly closed the bathroom door, she heard hushed voices. “What’re you doing?” The voice was Scott. “We’re not alone.”
Then Austin replied, “Just relax, mmm.”
Mackenzie’s eyes opened wide. She heard a soft moan from Scott. A wide smile spread across her face, as she understood why Austin said Jim, the drum tech, could sleep in his bunk instead of on a couch. She imagined Austin on top of him. She turned to the left. Scott’s bunk was next to Brandon’s. The curtain moved a few times. Then it lifted and Austin’s arm became visible. All her sad thoughts were gone.
Shocked, she stared. Austin had Scott’s dick in his hand, his mouth covering the head. Scott’s back arched, and his eyes rolled back, obviously trying to stay silent. His hips went up, forcing most of his length down Austin’s throat.
The scene turned her on so much, she couldn’t believe it. Her pussy was wet, as if Brandon had fingered her to orgasm already. She couldn’t tear her eyes away.
Austin shifted again, not realizing he opened the curtain more. It was so much easier at home, in one of their beds. The position he was in was uncomfortable. He was lying opposite Scott, his feet near his head. He straddled him instead. When he put his hands down, he slid his mouth all the way down Scott’s cock and sucked hard, choking, but he knew Scott liked it.
“Fuck,” Scott uttered as quiet as he could.
He could feel Austin swallowing. He grabbed his pajama bottom covered hips. Then yanked the front down, exposing Austin’s erection. He wrapped his fingers around it and pumped it a few times. Pre-cum oozed out quickly.
Mackenzie bit her lip when Scott licked the tip of Austin’s dick. Then her jaw dropped when he took it into his mouth. For a few more minutes, she just gaped as they pleased each other. The curtain had opened halfway, and she could see it all. When she saw Scott gasping and throwing his head back a bit, she smirked. He was most definitely cumming.
Within seconds, she was back in Brandon’s bunk, aching to have him. She pulled his boxers down. Her eyebrows rose as she revealed his almost erect cock. Her wet pussy felt so empty. Only he could ease the great need.
Carefully, she straddled him, just missing the top of the bunk with her head. Desire fueled her and that always made her slightly careless. Slowly, she ground her pussy over his dick. When it was at its full size, she shifted her hips, letting the tip penetrate her. Then she gradually rocked back and forth until she had taken it all. She leaned down and kissed his neck while he moaned softly in her ear. She imagined Scott behind her, also in her pussy.
“Damn, Tink,” Brandon whispered, feeling her pussy wrapped around his cock. “I never get enough of you.” He groaned quietly, while she rotated her hips, forcing every inch into her. “Ride me rough.”
She met his eyes, barely able to make them out. “I wish I could.” She wanted to pound her hips into his, making them both scream.
“Right.” He had forgotten where they were. He slid his hands over her ass then up his T-shirt, she wore. “Mmmm, love that.”
She smiled while she bit his neck. Rising and falling was impossible, so she just rocked her hips, back and forth, trying not to make noise. If it had been anyone else, she never would get pleasure from it. Because it was Brandon, she gasped after just a few strokes. She gripped his shoulders, the pressure building. All at once, she cried out his name and tensed around him within.
“Fuck, Tink!” He balled his hands into fists and forced his orgasm to abate. She made him feel so good, he couldn’t help it. He groaned as she pulsated within, gripping and releasing repeatedly. “Oh God, that’s amazing.” He squeezed her ass cheeks.
Mackenzie couldn’t believe she was still cumming. She felt a bit of fluid leak out, something that rarely happened so fast on top. She was that horny from seeing Scott and Austin, not to mention how much Brandon turned her on. While still reeling, she began to move again. She leaned down and kissed his lips.
“Baby… baby… I love your cock.” She felt different, as if sex that night was dirtier, kinkier. The scene playing through her mind was what fueled that idea. “Wish you could fuck my ass.”
Brandon knew something was up. He felt the animal urge in her. When she bit him harder, definitely leaving a mark, he gasped. She only got that aggressive when she hadn’t had sex for a long time, or she watched another couple fucking. Neither could be the case, he thought.
Her strong desire to cum again, forced her to speed up her pace. She ignored the slight creaking sounds and focused on making his cock rub her sweet spot. It wasn’t easy, but she tilted her hips until it was possible then started slamming her hips down hard.
“Shit!” Brandon gripped her body, wanting to stop her, but too immersed in pleasure to care about the sleeping occupants of the bus. “Kenzie… God… Tink…”
Her eyes rolled back while spasms washed over her, again and again. “Brandon!” she screamed and tensed, feeling his cock spurting into her.
“Shut the fuck up!” Jake shouted and smacked their curtain with his pillow. “Last time she stays on the bus.”
Brandon smirked and whispered, “Jealous fucker.” He pulled Mackenzie into his arms, needing to feel more of her. “What brought that on?”
“You know me too well.” She blushed and was glad he couldn’t see it. “It’s kinda hard to explain.”
He stroked her hair. “So take your time.” He kissed her cheek. “You know you can tell me anything.”
“It’s kinda weird or maybe kinky.”
He grinned. “I like kinky.” He moved her ass over his hips, letting his still erect cock rub her within. “You wanna try something new?”
“Kinda, but you said you can’t.”
Brandon thought hard, trying to remember what he had refused. There wasn’t much. “You mean like your vibrator? That hurt a lot. I’m sorry.”
“No. Not that.” She sighed. “I understand it was too much. It’s kinda like that, but…” She wasn’t sure if she should tell him what she saw, or what she wanted. “Uh… it’s…” She hugged him.
He took a deep breath, almost reading her mind. “It’s the threesome thing, huh?”
“Yeah.” She felt guilty for even thinking about it. “Would you let them do it again?”
His eyes opened wide, “Who?”
“Scott and Austin.” She put a hand through his hair. “I’m sorry. I just keep fantasizing about two dicks in my pussy. Would you try it again?”
He closed his eyes, also feeling guilty. “It freaked me out. I’m sorry.” He lowered his voice as much as possible. “Maybe it’s because I always think Scott wants to
suck my dick. I mean, he’s my friend and all, but I’m not into him like that. We can try it with someone else if you want. I don’t know who though.”
“It’s OK. You don’t have to.” She brushed her lips along his jaw line, trying to hide the guilt she felt because she let Scott do just that. “Would you let me do it with them? If you don’t like that idea, it’s fine, but I had to ask.”
He rolled them over until he was on top, bumping the back wall. “Damn, I hate this bunk.” He took her hands in his. “If you find a time when I’m not around then I don’t mind. I just don’t wanna listen to you moaning from someone else’s dick again. I hated that.” He buried his face in her neck. “I wish I had you all to myself.” He froze, realizing he slipped again. “I mean, while you’re here that is.” You’re gonna scare her, and she’s gonna run! his head shouted at him.
“Yeah, I get it.” Mackenzie was disappointed. She had hoped he was going to ask her to be his girlfriend, like everyone thought anyway. She knew she could handle that type of relationship with him and only him. He would never expect her to fall in love with him. At least that’s what she thought. “We should get some sleep. You got a busy week ahead.”
He withdrew his cock a bit and thrust it into her hard. “I got a lotta fucking to do too.” He ran his tongue over her ear. “You only came twice, that was an insult to my dick.” His next thrust was rough enough to shake the bunks.
“Uh…” She gripped his hands, digging her nails, deep, while she tried to stay quiet.
He let one hand go and felt along the side of the bunk, for her vibrator. He was almost sure he had stashed it there yesterday afternoon. His plan was to wake her up with it that morning. The new plan was even better. He finally found it and pulled out just enough to slip it between them.
“I got a surprise for you,” he whispered, hoping it would be good enough that she didn’t want Scott and Austin anymore. Then he slowly pushed it into her pussy as well. It made her feel so much tighter.
Mackenzie was shocked when she realized what he was doing. She grimaced as it stretched her within. “Lube, baby. Please,” she begged. She sighed when he complied. “Oh fuck, I like that.” She moaned as he kept his hips still, but thrust the toy in and out of her. “Leave it in and fuck me.” She hoped it would quell her fantasies. When he withdrew and drove into her hard, she gasped. It felt amazing, but didn’t feel like two men.
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