by B. B. Hamel
Taking two men at once is like a dream for me. I didn’t know this is what I’ve always needed, but now that they’re fucking my every hole and using me like a little toy, I can’t help but love it. I’m so enamored, so deeply taken by them .
Aiden groans as I take him into my throat. Daniel fucks me hard, slapping my ass .
“You need a taste of this, brother,” Daniel says to Aiden. “Fuck man. This tight cunt. Nothing better .”
“Come here,” Aiden says, pulling me up by the hair. He slides me right off Daniel, making me gasp. Aiden pulls me over to the bed and bends me over it, spreading my legs wide .
He starts to fuck me from behind. Daniel gets up on his knees on the bed, and I take his cock in my mouth as Aiden rocks into me. I’m getting fucked in my own bedroom during another one of Henry’s parties, this one a little wilder than parties in the past. I can still hear the bass beat downstairs thumping up through the floor, but none of that matters to me .
I’m getting fucked by Aiden from behind while I suck Daniel’s cock .
“God damn, you’re right,” Aiden says, groaning. “I want to come in this tight little cunt so badly .”
“First, I want her to come with my cock in her throat .”
Aiden spanks my ass. “I think we can take care of that.” He grabs my hair next, pulling me back off Daniel’s cock. “Isn’t that right ?”
“Yes,” I groan. “Oh god, yes. Keep fucking me like that .”
He grins and lets my hair go. I start sucking Daniel again, but I’m too distracted by Aiden fucking me. I feel Aiden reach around my hips to rub my clit, grinding his cock inside of me, and pleasure blooms through me, pure and intense. Another slap to my ass pushes me over the edge and I’m floating, pure pleasure washing over my skin .
I come hard as Aiden keeps fucking me. Daniel presses his cock into my throat and that only increases my desire. “Fucking hell,” Daniel groans. “I can’t stand it .”
A second later, he comes in my mouth. As I’m swallowing him, I feel Aiden grunting, and I feel his hot cum filling me up from behind. The three of us are all orgasming around the same time, and it’s pure bliss, intense and unrelenting .
Slowly we finish. We collapse onto the bed together. I can still taste Daniel on my lips as both guys kiss me, one after the other, stroking my body, holding me tight .
It’s always like this, intense and rough and then tender and loving. I know how they feel, and they know I feel the same way. I want them to push me to the edge, get me going further than I’ve ever been before .
After a few minutes, Daniel sighs. “We should get dressed,” he says .
“Let’s stay.” I nuzzle against him. “I don’t want to get up .”
“He’s right, though,” Aiden says, sighing. He stands up and starts picking up his clothes .
“Fine.” I pout at the guys. “At least hold me for a little bit longer .”
Aiden gives me a look and then nods. “Of course .”
I let them hold me like that, so close and tender. I feel so good and safe with my guys, and I just wish the other three could be here as well, but we all agreed that we can’t all disappear together or else it’ll look bad .
Suddenly, there’s a knock on the door. None of them react at first, since I think we all assume that it’s one of the others .
“Hello?” I call out .
The door opens. I feel like I should reach out and do something, but I’m frozen. My whole world stops .
Henry steps into the room .
“Fuck,” Aiden says .
“Shit!” I roll away from the guys, ungraceful and terrified .
Henry just gapes. “I, uh…” He stammers a second before turning and slamming the door behind him .
“Fuck!” Daniel says .
“We have to talk to him.” Aiden throws this clothes on .
“Oh, fuck,” I say, shaking, horrified .
“We’ll take care of it,” Aiden says. He tips my face toward him. “I promise. We’ll handle it.” He kisses me and nods at Daniel .
The guys finish dressing. Daniel kisses me before they go. “We got this,” he says softly. “Don’t worry .”
They leave the room and I’m still naked, on the floor beside my bed, completely shell-shocked .
I don’t know how this amazing, intense moment went from perfect to horrifying in barely less than a minute. I hate that Henry saw us like that, lying on the bed naked together. I can’t even imagine what he’s thinking. We betrayed him, broke his heart, and I think he’ll hate me forever now .
I was starting to gain my brother, but now I think I’ve lost him for good. I can’t help the tears as they well up from my chest, and although I feel so stupid, I can’t stop myself from crying .
18
Emily
I think a murder scene would be livelier than what I walk into downstairs .
The house is empty, except for the guys. I don’t know how that happened, since the party was raging just a half hour ago. Cups are left half empty, scattered on the floor. Plates with half-finished food are stacked in the kitchen. I spot a purse, makeup spilling out from the black leather like blood from a wound, on the floor near Henry’s feet .
And Henry’s face is almost too much to bear. It’s anger, disappointment, sadness, and betrayal of the most horrifying kind. There’s a pair of gloves on the coffee table, cigarettes spilled into the ashtray, and the television is tuned into some basketball game but it’s left on mute .
“We never wanted this to happen,” Aiden is saying. “None of us. You know that .”
Henry just shakes his head. He doesn’t even look at me. Maybe he can’t .
James frowns in my direction. He’s standing toward the back of the room, arms crossed. Daniel is flipping a knife open and closed, open and closed, standing next to him. Aiden is sitting across from Henry, leaning forward, hands open in a pleading posture. Ryan is in the kitchen, staring at Henry, and Carter is standing behind the couch, near Aiden .
I stop by the steps and watch the guys. I can feel the tension rising in the room .
“We wanted this to be what you wanted,” Aiden says. “You know, a good time. And then Emily showed up, and …”
“And you all thought it was a good idea to fuck my sister?” Henry’s words are ice and spite .
I bite my tongue. It hurts, but it keeps me from running away. I have to stay here and bear this. I know I deserve it, since so much good has happened to me since coming to this house. These guys are incredible and have made me feel so good, so much better than I ever thought I could, and now I’m getting what I really deserve. The misery of it, the anger .
Aiden shakes his head. “It wasn’t like that .”
“But it is.” Henry’s eyes snap up. “Isn’t it?” He looks around the room. “All of you, right ?”
Aiden doesn’t deny it. “That came later,” he says. “It was innocent at first, I mean, I thought it was, maybe we kissed, and now — “
“And now you’re all fucking her. All of my five closest friends are fucking my sister, when I expressly told you all not to.” He shakes his head, at a loss. “How does that even fucking work? How sick is that ?”
“It’s not sick,” Carter says .
“Fuck you, Carter.” Henry glares at him then turns back to Aiden. “Go ahead, explain it .”
“I don’t know how it works,” Aiden admits. “We all like her… I think we all like her a lot, enough that it makes it somehow not strange for all of us to… share her .”
Henry stands up at that. “Share her?” He turns away from Aiden, walking back toward the windows overlooking the ocean. “Fucking hell, you’re sharing her. What the fuck is happening in my house ?”
“Henry man, it’s not some sordid fucking shit.” Daniel flips his knife closed, moving nearer. “It’s not wrong .”
“It’s not wrong,” Ryan echoes from the kitchen .
“How the fuck isn’t it wrong?” Henry turns and faces them again. �
��Five guys can’t just…. share one woman .”
“It’s more like she’s sharing us,” Aiden says softly. “Honestly, Henry. It’s all her choice .”
“She has the power,” Carter agrees .
That’s a strange thing to hear, but I think I’ve known it from the start. These guys are all gorgeous, way out of my league, and yet they all seem to eat from the palm of my hand. I don’t know how it happened. I know I have the control in this relationship and I could have said no at any point, and it would have been okay. Or I could have demanded more from them, and they all would have done exactly what I said .
It feels good, hearing Carter say that, but it also terrifies me .
“Does that make it better?” Henry asks. “So she has the power, which is fucking weirder. I mean, you guys? All stumbling over yourselves for what, my sister ?”
“You don’t see her clearly,” James says simply .
“I don’t see you fucking snakes clearly,” Henry snaps, getting angry .
I want to turn and run so badly it almost hurts, but I know I have to witness this. I have to face him eventually .
“I’m not sorry, Henry,” Aiden says. “I’m sorry you found out about it that way, but I’m not sorry for it .”
“None of us are,” Carter echoes him .
I’m shocked to see all the guys nodding. I thought… I figured that they’d turn on me the second Henry found out. Maybe blame it all on me, pretend like it was my fault, whatever they had to do to save their friendship. But none of them are doing that .
“We take full responsibility,” Aiden says, standing. “But don’t blame her .”
Henry gapes at them, at a total loss. “You… you fucking assholes,” he says. “You don’t feel bad about this, you sick fucks ?”
“Maybe it’s not traditional, but it’s right,” Carter says .
The room goes silent. Henry looks around at them, one after the other. Daniel is nodding, Ryan is frowning but he clearly agrees. Henry’s eyes finally land on mine and his face contorts .
I take a leaden step into the room, feeling like jelly. The guys all look at me and Aiden looks particularly pained .
“What do you have to say?” Henry asks me. “You fucking …”
“Don’t,” Daniel warns him. “Don’t fucking say it .”
Henry’s face contorts into anger. “You fucking slut .”
It feels like ice dropped down the back of my shirt. A chill runs down my spine at the words. Daniel starts forward, rage on his face, but James quickly intercepts him .
“Stop,” James says softly to him. “He’s angry .”
“You think it’s not true? She’s fucking five guys at once.” Henry looks livid now, like he’s losing control of himself .
“It’s not like that,” I say, trying to keep the quiver from my voice. I have to stay strong for this. “It’s not just sex… I mean, that’s part of it, but.” I look around the room at the guys .
But Henry’s raging. “You fucking did this after I asked you not to. And worse, you did it with all of them in the worst possibly way .”
“I never meant for this to happen,” I say, feeling so powerless .
“I want you all out of here,” Henry says, practically shaking .
“Henry,” I say. “Please. We never meant to hurt you .”
“But you did,” he says. “You knew it would, and you did it anyway, and you did it right under my fucking nose. None of you have been sleeping with anyone else, have you? Just because you’ve all been busy taking turns on my sister .”
“It’s not like that,” I say weakly but I know it’s too late .
“Forget about the bet,” Henry says. “All of you, pack your shit up and get the fuck out. Right this fucking instant. I don’t want to see any of you in the morning .”
Without another word, Henry storms back through the room and disappears up the back staircase, leaving the room an empty void of silence and confusion .
I stare at the guys. Ryan’s staring ahead, not moving. Aiden slowly sinks back down onto the couch, looking confused. Carter curses and goes to follow him, but stops himself halfway there. James and Daniel are talking softly to each other .
“Fuck,” Carter says softly. He glances back at everyone else before going back up the other staircase. On the way up, he passes me, pausing only to smile and squeeze my hand .
I look back at the other guys. Daniel hesitates then follows Carter upstairs, touching my hand as well. Aiden glances at James, who just shrugs and follows Daniel, kissing my cheek .
Ryan follows next, leaving just me and Aiden in the living room .
“What do we do?” I ask him .
“I don’t know.” He sounds exhausted .
“Is he… has he ever been this mad before ?”
“No,” he admits. “I don’t know what’s going to happen here .”
“Where will you go ?”
He meets my gaze. “We’ll find a place for all of us. We’ll meet up and talk about this, okay?” He stands, looking resolved. “This doesn’t have to end here .”
“I think it does,” I say softly .
“No.” He walks up to me, pulling me against him. “It doesn’t have to .”
He kisses me on the lips, deep and strong, before pulling away .
“I’ll talk to them,” he says again before heading upstairs after the others .
I stand there in the living room, staring at the dregs of the party. I’ve never seen Henry’s place look so desolate and messy, so utterly destroyed. It’s a perfect mirror of what I’m feeling, and for a second I want to revel in it .
But the knowledge that I have nowhere to go comes crashing back down .
I have some money. I can get a hotel room if I have to. I can call my parents, explain to them… well, explain what? Henry kicked me out because I was fucking his five friends? I don’t know how I could possibly explain this situation to them without just more endless questions. No, I’ll have to handle this myself .
Fortunately, there’s only about a week left before I can go back to their house anyway. I can pay for a hotel room for a week. I can do that much at least .
The worst part of this though, I’m afraid I’ve lost everything. I lost Henry as a brother for good, just when we were trying to fix things. I lost the guys because I couldn’t do the right thing and choose one of them. I got greedy, wanted it all, and now look at me. I’m alone in an empty house, surrounded by the mess of a party, the echo of happiness .
I’m the echo of happiness now, and I have no clue when I’ll fade away .
19
Emily
T he Majestic Crab Inn is anything but majestic. I look around the room, at the drab comforter, the water-stained ceiling tiles, and I want to cry .
But I’m keeping it together. I dump my bag on the floor and sit down on the bed. It’s hard, springy, and I don’t want to imagine what people have been doing on this bed. It’s a far cry from Henry’s beautiful, modern mansion, but I don’t deserve that anymore .
I don’t know why I’m here. The Majestic Crab is about fifteen minutes down the road from Henry’s place, and I can still smell the salt air and feel ocean damp in everything. I should be driving back to my parents’ house, and I should try and stay at a hotel near there so that I can move right back home as soon as I can .
Instead, Aiden convinced me to come here. “Just go,” he said to me. “I’ll cover the room for you. I just want everyone to talk one more time, okay ?”
I shook my head at him. He leaned up against the doorjamb, looking into my room as I packed .
“I don’t know,” I said. “I’m not sure it’ll help .”
“Please, just go.” He hesitated, unsure of himself, before walking closer to me. “You don’t want this all to end, do you ?”
“I don’t know,” I said to him at the time, and I meant it .
That looked like it hurt him, but he quickly got himself together. “Just go,” he said. �
�Please .”
I sighed, agreed, and he left me alone .
That’s how I’m here now. I know it’s a mistake, but I can’t help myself, not when it comes to them. I guess I figure I should hear what he has to say, what all of them have to say, before deciding anything .
I’m afraid though. The magic of what we all have feels like maybe it was contingent on being in that house, in that environment. Now that we’re outside of that house, in this drab little dumpy seaside motel, I’m afraid the magic will be tainted, broken somehow .
My phone buzzes. I grab it from my bag and check the message. “We’re here,” it says, a text from Aiden .
I sigh again. I check myself in the foggy mirror, unhappy with how I look, unhappy with everything that I feel right now .
I don’t feel worthy of meeting with them. The thought strikes me hard, and I almost turn away. I don’t feel like I can go and talk to these guys after what happened, even though a large part of me wants to .
Because of course I don’t want to let go of what we had. The idea of losing that kills me, but the thought of trying to keep it going scares me just as much. Out in the dirty light of the day, I think they’re going to see me for what I am, and I can’t stand the thought .
I take a breath and check my phone again. “Room 118,” it says .
I steady myself, fix my hair, and leave the room. I’m going to do this, no matter what. I’m not a coward. I don’t have to run .
I find room 118 and stand outside of it for a second before knocking. I try and shut off my brain, try and let myself drift in and through this moment. I can do this, I just have to learn how to not feel. I pretend that I’m a Buddhist monk, experiencing the world with complete detachment .
Aiden opens the door, and that detachment goes away almost instantly .
He smiles at me. “Glad you came .”
“Are they all here?” I ask him .
He nods. “Come in .”
He leads me into the room. It’s identical to my own, which surprises me, although it shouldn’t. I figured Aiden would get a fancy room for himself, but why would I assume that? This motel probably doesn’t have any fancy rooms .