Cheri's Erotic Ten - Vol. 1

by Jean-Luc Cheri

  I realized I had no choice, so I put the recorder back and pulled out my notepad and a pen. “Fine. Let’s start with your ages. How old are you?”

  “Nineteen,” Tyler replied.

  “Same,” Cory added. The two of them started to unlace their skates.

  I wrote as I spoke. “Same age as Jake. So you’ve known him all your life?”

  “Yes,” Tyler said. “Pretty much. We’ve been playing hockey together since we were three.”

  “And you’ve all been friends during that time?”

  “Yeah, sure,” Cory said. “I mean, we’ve had our fights, like most kids. But anyone who messed with one of us, knew they had to answer to all three.”

  I looked between them. “I can’t imagine anyone messing with any of you.”

  Cory smiled. “Not lately. But when we were younger the older kids used to pick on us.”

  “Yeah,” Tyler added, “we started playing in leagues above our ages, and the older guys didn’t like that. Used to take runs at us. Until we proved to them we wouldn’t back down.”

  “So you’ve always played together?”

  “Yep,” Cory said. “Until last year.”

  “That brings up an interesting question,” I said. “How do you feel about your friend having success in professional hockey without you?”

  Jake interrupted. “I’ll answer that.”

  I turned to him. “I’d rather hear it from them.”

  He continued as if I hadn’t spoke. “It has to be off the record.”

  “Why?”

  “Just promise.”

  I sighed. “Fine.”

  “That’s why they’re here,” Jake said.

  “What do you mean?”

  “They’re here for a tryout with the team. At my request. If they impress, and I know they will, they’ll be offered contracts. But if you print that before the team has a chance to get them signed, they’re going to be pissed as hell.”

  My eyebrows rose. “So you’re telling me the three of you could be playing on a line in the NHL in a few months?”

  He nodded. “Yes, that’s what I’m telling you. Off the record.”

  “Okay, relax, I’m not going to print it. Or even mention it to anyone.”

  He seemed to settle. “Good.”

  I turned back to Tyler and Cory. “I guess you two are excited.”

  “Oh yeah,” Tyler said with a grin. They had continued to remove their hockey gear while we spoke, and were now down to their long underwear.

  “So,” I said, “back to Jake. What’s one thing the fans will be surprised to know about him?”

  Cory looked at Tyler and then leaned forward towards me with a serious expression on his face. “That’s really why we wanted to give this interview. The world needs to know.”

  I gave him a curious look. “Know? Know what?”

  “The truth about Jake.”

  “What’s the truth about Jake?”

  “The terrible secret.”

  “I’m confused here. Jake has a terrible secret?”

  “Yes.”

  “What is it?” I glanced over at Jake, but he was wearing a stoic expression, staring at his friend as he pulled off his gear.

  Cory leaned closer. “He’s gay.”

  Tyler leaned forward with him and nodded his head. “Yep, that’s right. Gay as a picnic basket.”

  My look of confusion grew. The team never released the fines they handed out to the players, but the rumors I’d heard was that Jake had been assessed multiple times for missing curfew on the road. Each time because he was out with some girl or another.

  “Gay?” I said, my brow furrowed.

  “Queer as the Queen,” Cory said.

  I looked over at Jake, and he had his arms crossed and was rolling his eyes. “You fucking assholes,” he muttered.

  “See?” Tyler said. “He’s embarrassed about it. But I seen him sucking some guy’s dick behind the Ice Cream Hut.”

  Jake shook his head and sighed. “I’m going to fucking knock you out.”

  “Don’t get mad, dude,” Cory said. “The world deserves to know the truth.”

  Jake’s eyes settled on me, and his lips turned up into a slight smile. “I’m not gay.”

  “It’s okay if you are,” I said. “And I won’t print this if you don’t want me to.”

  He looked at his friends and back to me. “I’m not gay. They’re just fucking with you.”

  I turned completely towards him. “Jake, the world is different these days. People don’t care about it anymore. You’ll still be accepted, I promise.”

  He stared at me for a moment, then over to his friends. “You fuckers. I’m going to hurt you.”

  “I’m serious,” I said. “You could break new ground as the first openly gay superstar in any major sport. People will love you for it.”

  I heard a small snicker come from beside me, and I looked over at Tyler and Cory. They were both looking at me with serious faces.

  “What?” I said.

  “Nothing,” Cory said.

  “I heard something.”

  “Wasn’t me,” Tyler said.

  I turned back to Jake. “What do you say? Can I print this?”

  Suddenly, both Tyler and Cory busted up laughing, howling with glee as they leaned over. I looked back over at Jake, confused.

  He held out his hand towards his friends. “Like I said, they’re fucking with you.”

  I felt the blush on my cheeks. “You’re not gay?”

  Jake smiled. “Not in the least.”

  I turned back toward his friends, who were still bent over laughing.

  “You assholes,” I said.

  This seemed to delight them even more, and they began giving each other high fives.

  I closed my notebook. “I think I’m done here.”

  “Sorry about that,” Jake said. “If I knew they had that planned, I wouldn’t have wasted your time.”

  I turned to him. “I’m all ears if you want to talk about your childhood.”

  His eyes met mine. “No thanks.”

  “You sure? We’re both here and I have my pad.”

  “Nope.”

  “Dude,” Tyler said, still breathing hard from laughing, “you have to tell her about Madison Hart.”

  Jake glanced at his friend. “No.”

  “Who’s Madison Hart?” I asked.

  “A girl from back home,” Tyler said.

  “What about her?”

  “Well, first she was Jake’s girlfriend, then she was my girlfriend, then Cory’s, and finally, she was all of our girlfriend at the same time.”

  I gave him a quizzical look. “All at the same time? How does that work?”

  Tyler smiled. “Just like it sounds.”

  “So you all dated her at the same time?”

  “Well, in a manner of speaking.”

  “What’s that mean?”

  “Dating had nothing to do with it.”

  I stared at him for a long moment before the light bulb went on. “You mean… you three and her? At the same time?”

  He nodded. “Yep. So I guess Jake isn’t gay after all.” He grinned wide.

  I stood. “Okay, I’m tired of being lied to. If you’re all just going to make up stories, I have better places to be.”

  “That one wasn’t a lie,” Jake said.

  I turned to him, and he was looking up at me from the bench, his eyes locked on mine. “It really happened. Off the record, of course. Don’t want it getting back to Maddie that we’re talking about her.”

  “You three, and her? At the same time?” I said.

  “Yeah.” His eyes had acquired that predatory look.

  “And she’s still alive?”

  His lips curled up into a grin. “Yes. And very happy the last time I spoke to her.”

  “Wow. I’m sorry, but I’m finding that a little hard to picture. I mean, you three are each intimidating on your own. I can’t imagine all of you at once.” />
  His eyes seemed to bore through me. “I guess it’s one of those things you have to experience to understand.”

  The way he spoke left no doubt about the offer he was making. I felt my knees almost buckle from the tremor of desire that rippled through me.

  “I guess it is,” I replied, meeting his gaze. “Maybe I should interview her, and ask her what it was like.”

  “No need for that,” he said softly. “We could show you what it’s like.”

  My breath left for a moment as another shudder ran through me. Was this really happening. And more importantly, was I really considering it?

  “I’m not sure that would be a good idea,” I said, my voice not sounding very convincing, even to me.

  He stood. He’d taken off his skates but he still towered over me, and I felt a wave of wet heat pulse through my loins. God, he was such an incredible man.

  He stepped close, and I smelled him – a mixture of fresh sweat and animal maleness. I tried to look defiant, despite my traitorous body trembling slightly from desire.

  “Let’s have some fun,” he said,

  “I’m a reporter.”

  “Right now, you’re just a woman. And a damn sexy one at that.”

  “I have to remain objective.”

  His lips curled up into that soft, arrogant smile. “You’ve never written anything bad about me.”

  “You’ve never given me reason to. But you might.”

  “How about if I promise to be a good boy?” His hand reached up and his fingertips trailed lightly over my cheek. A visible tremble rippled through me.

  “But I’ve never… I mean… been with more than one…”

  “But you want to. I can see it in your eyes.”

  “No, I–”

  He moved closer and curled his hand around my neck, pulling me to him as he leaned down, searching for my lips with his. Our kiss was intense from the start, and his tongue probed into my mouth as I groaned softly and arched my body into him, my nipples rising up stiff and hard against his muscular chest.

  I met his tongue with mine, sucking at the invading flesh as his hands claimed me, holding my waist and pulling me into him. His underclothes were wet with his sweat, but I was no longer paying attention to minutia such as that. All I felt was the lust for this man pounding through me.

  No, these men. I wanted them all. I wanted to experience what this Madison Hart had – to be taken by all three at the same time. My pussy twisted with desire and drooled into my panties.

  I felt a pang of guilt. What about my principles? I was going to have to write about this man as an objective reporter. Would I still be able to do that after tonight?

  But how could I pass up this opportunity? Three men of my dreams at the same time? If I didn’t do this I’d regret it for the rest of my life.

  Screw my principles. I needed to get laid. No, I needed to get fucked. Hard.

  Sliding one hand to the small of my back, Jake held me in place while the other moved down to the hem of my skirt, then back up underneath. I groaned into his mouth as he cupped my panty-clad pussy, pressing one finger urgently into the slit and sliding the silken material over the swollen nub of my clit.

  I curled my arms up around his shoulders and pulled myself tighter to him. I’d always enjoyed being controlled by a powerful man, and I felt the muscles in Jake’s shoulders rippling as he held me close. Deftly, he pushed my panties to the side and pressed a finger up into my tightness, causing me to cry out in surprised pleasure.

  “So tight,” he grunted, and began to fuck me with the long digit, bumping my labia with his knuckles. I dug my fingernails into his shoulders through his shirt, holding on as I gasped out my pleasure.

  But just as abruptly as he’d taken me in his arms, he let me go, stepping back as he slid his finger from my slippery cunt. I reached for him, needing him back, but I felt a pair of hands rest on both of my shoulders.

  When I turned, Tyler and Cory were standing there, and I almost swooned from the sight. They’d been busy while Jake and I were kissing, and stood before me completely naked – twin towers of exposed masculinity.

  From their powerful shoulders down to their rippled stomachs, they looked like a pair of Greek statues. But I’d never seen a Greek statue hung like they were.

  Their cocks weren’t fully erect, but hung over their hairy ball sacks in downward arcs, both thick and heavy. The cockheads were large and bloated, encircled with pronounced ridges that made me unconsciously lick my lips.

  They moved close and began to undress me, with Tyler pulling my blouse over my head while Cory undid my skirt. Within seconds I was down to my bra and panties, then they were gone, pulled off of me by these handsome men. I stepped out of my shoes.

  “Take her to the showers,” Jake said. “I’ll be right in.”

  His friends took me by the hand and led me to the back of the locker room to the open shower area, where several poles held multiple spray heads. Tyler stepped closer and kissed me as Cory turned on several sprays and adjusted the temperature.

  As Tyler’s tongue explored my mouth, I felt his cock rise up hard against my stomach. Instinctively, I reached down and took it in my hand, gripping its solid thickness.

  My pussy pulsed with lust. The cock in my hand was thicker than any I’d encountered before, and I couldn’t get my fingers all the way around its warm girth.

  Tyler broke the kiss and pulled me under the hot spray of water, where Cory was waiting. For the third time in less than three minutes, a different man pulled me into his arms and kissed me. I met his tongue with mine, and reached down for his cock, which I found half-hard. But as we continued to kiss, it pulsed to full stiffness, arching slightly upward as it filled with blood, just as thick as the one I held previously.

  His hand slid up my inner thigh and pressed against my pussy, which I kept shaved smooth except for a small patch of curls just above the slit. A second later his finger was inside of me, instantly slick from my copious lubrication.

  I groaned as he pushed deep, and felt Tyler press against me from behind, sliding the front of his cock into the valley of my ass. The two men sandwiched me between them, using their strength to pin me in place. The water cascaded down around us, making our skin slippery as it slid together.

  My nipples were like oversized pencil erasers as they dented Cory’s chest, and he reached up to pinch one roughly, rolling it between his fingers. I gripped his cock tighter, sliding my hand up and down the iron-hard shaft.

  “Got room for me?” a voice said from beside us, and I looked to see Jake standing there. If the other two were Greek statues, he was a Greek god come to life. His body was perfect, from his broad shoulders down to his narrow waist and his tree-trunk like thighs. His cock was half-hard, already looking larger than his friends’ as it stuck out horizontally with just a slight downward curve.

  But what really made my cunt clench with lust were the tattoos he wore. Twin dragons stretched over his biceps, with their heads extending onto his chest, breathing fire at each other. Their claws were outstretched, as if they were about to clutch at his dark nipples. I’d seen his ink before during locker room interviews, but they were never so vivid as now. They almost seemed alive, and I wanted to run my tongue over those fiery colors.

  His eyes met mine. “On your knees,” he said in a low voice, and I realized it wasn’t a request. I did as he asked, whimpering slightly as I dropped down to eye-level with his incredible cock.

  Tyler and Cory stepped beside him, one on each side, forming a small semi-circle and making me the center of attention. Three magnificent cocks now stood before me, two of them hard and angled upward, with the third pointing in the direction of my lips. It was obvious where I had to start.

  Leaning forward, I took hold of Jake’s dick around the base, holding it in place as I kissed the bloated knob. It twitched in response and began to rise, so I quickly slid my lips around it, capturing the plum-like head in my mouth.

  It was lar
ger than any cock I’d sucked before, and just the head forced my tongue downward. I began to suck, locking my lips around the flared ridge and using my tongue to lap at the sensitive spot just below the slitted hole.

  Jake grunted and grabbed my hair, taking a handful and using it to force my face down on his growing erection. I gagged slightly as the swollen tip lodged into the back of my throat, but he didn’t let up, tightening his grip to the point of pain and jamming me down on him even tighter.

  I groaned from the sudden invasion, but tried to keep up, sucking and licking at the male flesh filling my mouth. His cock tightened to full hardness, the knob swelling even further in my oral grasp. My saliva coated his skin, running down his thick shaft to drip off of his balls.

  He jerked his hand back, pulling me off of his dick and allowing me to catch my breath. But it was short-lived, as Tyler’s hand took its place on my head and clenched tightly. Next thing I knew he was jamming his cock into my mouth, forcing it deep.

  I clamped my lips around him and gained suction, and they made soft wet sounds as he moved my head up and down, fucking my mouth roughly. I could taste his salty pre-ejaculate leaking from the tip, but he kept me moving, not giving me a chance to lick my tongue over the source and get a concentrated dose.

  “Touch my balls,” he commanded, and I reached up to cup the furry sack in my hand. It was too big to hold, so I settled for rolling the twin testicles together as I continued to suck, which caused him to grunt in approval.

  After another moment he pulled me off, and Cory took his turn, grabbing my head with both hands and leading me to his dick. I sucked enthusiastically as his hands guided my motions, and I fondled his balls without being asked.

  When his turn was done, I went back through again, sucking fervently at each cock in succession, driving my head up and down as my lips locked around their rigid flesh. This time, they allowed me to set my own pace, resting their hands on my head without grabbing my hair.

  Emboldened, I angled Jake’s and Cory’s dicks so their cockheads were close together, and alternated between them, slurping loudly on one for a few seconds before switching to the other. After a minute I switched over to hold Jake and Tyler’s cocks in the same way, giving them the same treatment.

  As I was doing that, Cory pressed in close and offered his cock too, and suddenly I had three large, swollen knobs within inches of my mouth. I felt like I was in heaven as I alternated between them, enjoying the groans of delight from each one as I quickly went back and forth along the line.