Then the unimaginable happened. Katie got to her feet and walked over to Harry, her high heels thudding against the wood flooring. She took him by the hands and pulled him to his feet. Before he could even begin to protest, she pulled him in by the back of the head and firmly planted her lips on to his. Before he could even think about what he was doing, he had his hands of her bare ass and was squeezing it hard as their lips and tongues intertwined. Then he felt his shirt being torn off and his pants being undone. The next thing he knew was he was sitting on the couch right next to his best buddy as his girlfriend slammed his dick into her mouth and began sucking the life out of him.
“Happy fucking birthday Harry!” James said, high-fiving him as he watched his girlfriend getting to work on him. “Told you it was the best present ever.”
“Thank you so much!” Harry said and he was genuinely grateful. A blowjob for his birthday – it couldn’t have gotten any better. It felt even more insane than he could have ever imagined. The feeling of her warm and wet mouth sliding up and down his shaft was the most incredible thing he had ever felt. The way her tongue massaged his tip every now and then and the way her hand massaged his balls made the pleasurable sensation radiate throughout his entire body. James got to his feet and lay down underneath Katie, she instinctively lifted herself up a little to let him slide under.
“Don’t worry buddy, I’ll get her nice and wet for you.”
“What do you mean?” Harry asked, clenching his teeth.
Katie took his cock out of her mouth and looked up at him, staring him deeply in the eyes and moaning gently as James began to eat her out. “He means so you can fuck me silly.” Then she started sucking again, this time even faster and smoother as she was beginning to get more into it. She was becoming turned on now and the wetness was beginning to gush out of her. Her moans were still loud, even though they were muffled by Harry’s cock. Then all of a sudden, she couldn’t take it anymore. She needed his dick in her right now. She leapt to her feet and mounted Harry. He hadn’t even had time to prepare for how this was about to feel. She climbed on and pushed his long, fat dick into her more than ready pussy and began bouncing up and down perfectly, taking the whole length and then coming all the way back up to just before it was going to come out. James stood to his feet and walked around to the back of the couch. He leant over and put his dick in her mouth, she sucked it as she bounced.
She was moaning louder and louder as the feeling was building up. Harry was scared to move because his load was going to fire into her at any second but he was fighting with everything he had to hold it back. James was feeling the same sort of way. But right then, something totally magical happened. Katie let her boyfriend’s dick slip out of her mouth and she jerked it hard and fast, crying out as she did. “I’m coming so fucking hard. Oh yes!” Then Harry also came, firing his load into her and at that exact moment, James released his own and covered her face in his hot juice. It was a magical moment.
Harry let his head fall back as Katie collapsed down onto him, with his dick still inside her. James flopped over the couch and sighed in pleasure. It took Harry a moment to realise what had just happened. He had done it, he had finally fucking done it. He was no longer the thirty year old virgin. He was a man who had miraculously had his confidence restored. He felt as though he had been birthed again. His youth restored. And he was ready to get out there with his new-found confidence and fuck even more girls. Starting right now. He leapt up off the couch, pulled on his clothes and thanked the couple for what they had given him. They would never know how much it meant to him. They simply laughed, said that it was totally okay and shared a look of accomplishment as Harry headed for the door with his head held high, eager to venture out into the night with his now abundant confidence, in search of that brunette in the red dress from the bar.
Chapter One
Jack Parker was stood at the front of the queue looking up at the menu boards. His mind was a blur. Thoughts flooded in and out at the speed of light and he couldn’t think straight even if he wanted to. The woman on the till had called out to him four times and she was now onto her fifth. The people in the queue behind him were beginning to grow impatient and a select few even made rude remarks, telling him to hurry the fuck up and asking him if his mother was retarded because he was definitely the spawn of a retard. Truth was, if Jack had heard any of that, he probably would have fled McDonald’s and went over to In N Out instead, but his mind was too full of everything else to care. He eventually stepped forward, ordered a large Bic Mac meal and then left the restaurant when he received his food.
It wasn’t just his boring job or the fact that he was lonely – though those were two big contributing factors. It was deeper than just that. He felt overshadowed. Overwhelmed. And all because he never felt good enough for anyone or anything. It was this feeling of emptiness, the feeling of not actually knowing why he was on this earth. He felt as though he was simply a waste of resources. A burden on everything. Why him? He would lie and bed and think at night? Why did he have to be the one burdened with the deadly combination of depression and anxiety? Why not someone else? Fact of the matter was, it wasn’t someone else. It was him. And as he closed his car door and took a ravenous bite out of his burger, he finally realised that the sooner he accepted that fact and set about changing it the better.
The door to the Restaurant was pushed open and the woman on the till watched him as he walked in once more and joined the back of the queue. She frowned, wondering why he had come back in considering he had only just left minutes ago. Perhaps there was something missing from his order, or perhaps he just wanted something extra. There was only one way to find out. She hadn’t the elderly man in front of her his change and told him to stand aside whilst waiting for his food. Then she eyed the impatient guy who had spoken up from before as he stepped towards her. “Just a moment sir.” She said with a polite smile. To which he rolled his eyes and folded his arms. “Excuse me, sir.” She raised her voice, though he didn’t acknowledge her. “Excuse me, the Mr at the back of the queue.” He looked behind him to check that he actually was last in the queue and then looked back towards her as if to say ‘have I done something wrong?’ and then the guy at the front of the queue turned back to see what all the fuss was about.
“Not this jackass again.” He said loud enough so that he could here.
But he didn’t say anything back. He simply walked forward calmly, told the woman on the till that he wouldn’t be a second and then turned to face the jackass. He grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pushed him back hard, walking with him and pinning him up against the wall beside the tills. “You got a fucking problem with me dickhead? Huh?” He was much larger than the jackass and much stronger too. He pushed him against the wall even harder and pushed upwards too, so that he was pressed against the wall in mid-air, his feet dangling carelessly. “Well, do you?”
“No. No, I’m… I-I’m sorry. Please, just don’t hit me.”
He let go of his collar and dropped him to the ground where he landed in a heap. “Now scram before I change my fucking mind.” The guy jumped to his feet and was out of the store and into the parking lot unlocking his car in three seconds flat. “Sorry you all had to see that. No one talks to me like that without paying the price. Now ma’am, what was it you were shouting on me for?”
She shook her head as if tuning back in to reality. “Erm, oh yeah, I was just going to ask if there was anything wrong with your order? Because you were just in here. Or were you just coming in for more?”
He looked at her in confusion. “I’m sorry? I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’ve only just come in and the last time I was here before then was about a week ago…” But then a look of realisation glazed its way over his face. “Oh, wait a minute. My twin brother eats at this McDonald’s too, it may have been him who was just here. I’m guessing he was in a suit too?”
“Yes he was, that’s why I thought you had been in here.” She laughed
loudly. “I bet this happens a lot does it?”
“More than you could imagine. He must have just gotten off of work too. We both work in finance so we both wear boring black suits. It doesn’t really help our cause.” He laughed gently.
“My mistake. Anyway, what can I get you?” She smiled.
“Oh no, I was at the back remember. These lovely people were all in front of me. I’ll jump to the back. See you in two.” He winked and joined the back of the queue. As he walked to the back he overheard the elderly woman say to her husband how he was a nice young man and it made him happier than he already was. He thought about the cashier girl as he waited patiently. He was quite excited that he got to see her twice. She was probably of a similar age to him and had a sort of Pilipino look about her. She was gorgeous essentially. She knew it, he knew it; everyone knew it. And the way that she had twirled her hair between her fingertips as she spoke to him had made him feel compelled to ask for her number. Maybe he would. Maybe today would be the day that Gregg Parker would finally land himself a Pilipino chick.
Chapter Two
Gregg knocked on the door and let himself in the very same second. “Am I good to just let myself in dickhead?”
“Well it’s not as if you haven’t already.” Jack said from the couch, where he was sat finishing off his fries.
“What are you doing sat on the couch? Come on, get ready. We’re going soon.” Gregg said as he sat down and changed the channel.
“I was watching that.”
“Yeah well now you’re not. It’s shower time for you.”
“What? Why is it shower time?” Jack asked confused.
“Because it’s Friday night. We’re going out soon. Now go and get sorted.”
“It’s Friday night?” Jack asked. “It’s fucking Friday night!” But the second time it was a statement. He leapt up off the couch and fled to the bathroom in excitement. Gregg sat and listened as the water splashed onto the base of the shower and filled the whole apartment with that soothing sound. He couldn’t wait to get out to the nightclub. After a long and shitty week at work it was what he needed. Him and his brother were total party animals. Jack was slightly more reserved and it took him a few months to get into the lifestyle, but once he had he was totally hooked. It was the perfect sort of release after a long week. Jack needed the release more than Gregg did though.
It had always been that way ever since they were kids. Jack had always been the shyer, less jolly member of the duo. But Gregg kept his spirits high whenever he could. Jack always told him that he had literally saved his life. Three years ago, when his depression was at its worst, Jack considered suicide at least twenty times a day, coming extremely close on numerous occasions. He told Gregg that if it hadn’t been for him getting him into going out and partying, he probably would have been dead now. Ever since that day the two had been closer than ever. Gregg hadn’t realised how close to the edge his brother had been and he was pretty sure that his brother didn’t understand just how devastated he would have been if he had gone through with it. Now Gregg made sure that he did all he could to keep his brother smiling.
Jack came out of his room fully dressed and ready to go. Which meant that Operation Twin-Teamed was finally underway – and for the fifteenth Friday in a row too. They had been successful in their endeavours the previous fourteen times and they weren’t about to let that record slide. They were both wearing their ripped skinnies, sand-coloured hoodies and black suede high tops. They were dressed for the part, so now it was just a matter of getting out there to the club, getting some drinks down their necks and dancing the night away. As they made their way out of Jack’s apartment, Gregg was getting excited in anticipation of the night ahead. Last week he had bagged himself a black chick, but tonight, his heart – or rather, his cock – firmly set on a lovely, tight little Pilipino.
Chapter Three
The club was as vibrant as always. The music was blaring, everyone was dancing and jumping around like wild apes and most importantly, the drinks were flowing. Gregg was off on his own in search for his chick whilst Jack did the same. Their game was simple: whoever got a chick to agree to come home with them first wins. The two were very different tactically. They were both very attractive and extremely identical, to the point that even their own mom struggled to tell them apart when they were wearing the same clothes. The difference wasn’t in physicality, it was more to do with confidence. Gregg was much better with the ladies than Jack was, which was the reason behind it being 10-4 to him over the past fourteen weeks. So while Gregg picked out a target and got talking to her, Jack opted for a more direct approach in which he would get as pissed as he could, find an equally pissed girl and just go straight in for the kiss. If she kissed back, he was usually in and would just ask her to come home with him. But more often than not, he ended up with a red left cheek. Now he didn’t know if that was down to the majority of people being left handed, or if he just had a slappable left cheek.
Just as Jack received his first cheek smash of the night, he felt his phone vibrating against his thigh. He pulled it out and sure enough it was a text from Gregg. ‘I’ve got one hooked and reeled in. Initiate phase two.’ Looks like Jack was about to go down 11-4, but the glorious thing about that was that it wasn’t all bad for him. He got to score anyway, even though he hadn’t scored. He slid his phone back into his pocket and headed for the door through the crowds of dancing maniacs.
Chapter Four
Gregg and the girl ploughed through the front door, almost completely tearing it off of its hinges. Already they were locking lips and pressing each other against the walls in the corridor as their hands explored the parts of the other’s body. They made their way into the living room, ripping of each other’s clothes as they did. Gregg pulled off the girls jacket and flung it across the room, whilst she did the same with his jumper. He grabbed her ass and felt his dick rising in his pants as it filled his entire grasp with way more to give. It was huge and firm, the perfect sort of ass. Her hair was long and dark black and her eyes were quite narrow. Her skin was that yellowish colour and her face was absolutely flawless – it was the Pilipino that Gregg had been hoping for and he knew that he could get her from the very second he saw her in the club. He withdrew from the kiss for a split second, staring into her intense eyes and looking at her lipstick-coated lips. Then he leant back in and began kissing her again, this time even firmer. She felt so small in his grasp which only turned him on that whole lot more.
As he grabbed the zip in the back of her black dress and dragged it down towards her ass, she felt the pleasurable sensation already beginning to take place. She was getting wetter and wetter with every squeeze of her ass. He pulled the dress off of her shoulders and down over her ass. She stepped out of it and kissed him some more, enjoying the way that his warm hands felt on her bare skin. She pulled his t-shirt off over his head and casted it aside and was just about to reach for the button on his trousers when he moved first instead. He crept his hand around to the front of her stomach and slid it into her knickers. She felt the wetness beginning to gush instantly as he thrust his index finger inside of her and made a come here motion rapidly against her g-spot. It was what she had been needing to feel all day. He picked up the pace every twenty seconds or so, listening to the sound of her moans as they lifted in decibels and began to fill up the room. After a minute or two, she was absolutely soaking wet and was begging to have her needs fulfilled. “Oh fuck yes, that feels so incredible. Oh, I want you to fuck me so fucking hard right now!”
He pulled his hand out of her knickers, unhooked her bra in one swift motion, tossed it aside and had her lying down on the couch, knickerless, in a matter of seconds. Then he was down on his knees, eating her out slowly at first, but then picking up the pace as he went, massaging her clit with the tip of his tongue and then taking full slurps at her entire pussy. He sucked it into his mouth and beat it rapidly with his tongue over and over again. “Fuck yes! Right there!” She called out a
s he went. Then he lifted up his head and slid two fingers into her now saturated pussy. He pounded her with them as fast and as hard as he could, still making the come here motion. She went insane at this point. Her head slammed down onto the couch and her back arched, pressing her stomach up into the air as she moaned louder and louder. As the sensation worked its way up her stomach and back down her spine, spiralling around it and causing every inch of her body to tingle with warmth and pleasure.
Then, without warning, Gregg got to his feet and grabbed her hand, placing it over her pussy. “I’ve just gotta use the bathroom, I’ll be right back. Keep yourself warm for me.” He walked out of the room towards the bathroom where Jack was stood waiting patiently. He saw Gregg as he walked in and quickly adjusted his outfit to match, rapidly tearing off his t-shirt and half undoing the belt on his jeans. “I was just eating her out.” Gregg whispered in his ear. “Go straight in and get on with that.”
“You got it.” Jack said excitedly and headed through into the sitting room.
“Oh good you’re back. Hurry. I’m so fucking wet for you right now!” She pulled her fingers out of herself and put them in her mouth, sucking them seductively. Jack instantly dropped to his knees and picked up where Gregg had left off. He started at the bottom right next to her vagina and then licked upwards towards her clit. She felt a shudder as a tongue came into contact with her once more, causing her back to begin to arch with pleasure again. The warmth of his tongue on her pussy was too much to handle. She was going to come so hard at any minute, she could feel it building up with each delicate stroke of his tongue. He stayed at the top focussing on her clit, sucking it into his mouth just as his brother had – they had discussed techniques and methods and made sure that they both did the exact same thing so the girl wouldn’t notice the difference. Their plan really was thoroughly thought out and they always executed it expertly.
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