by Bailey James
"You told him?" I say in surprise.
"Yeah, I tell him everything, he tells me everything.” Logan winks.
Shit, really. I frown, oh no.
"Becks, you've got nothing to worry about, it’s all good, I promise. Look, about what I said yesterday. I hope I didn't worry you, as you can see Landen knows me well, and I have already put my foot in it."
"No, I just wondered," I blush again and pause, am I really going to ask him this?
"Go on," he encourages.
"With Carrie, how did the sex work out? Did you have sex together or one at a time?" I say quietly, I'm surprised he heard me.
Logan laughs deep and loud. Which sends a direct hit to my pussy, shit, I'm in trouble, this weekend, such big trouble.
"That's what you've been thinking about?" says Logan grinning.
I blush again and nod. Out of all the things I could have asked him, I pick that, I’m such an idiot.
"Becks, you’re a breath of fresh air, you really are. " He chuckles shaking his head.
More of an embarrassment to myself.
"Well, sex with Carrie… erm well, was not that great. She’s not the best example. But that’s a whole other story. Sex in a three-way is however you want it to be, Landen and I like it together, you know, using all holes available.”
I must have been bright red again, my eyes fixed on the road. Not being able to look at him. His dirty talk of sex is making my mind race with all sorts of naughty dirty images that are rushing through my brain. All holes? Even the bum? I wonder, but I didn’t dare ask that. It’s going to be a frustrating couple of days. After a moment, I am still concentrating on the road while clenching my legs together.
"So, are there rules? Do you only have sex when you’re all together?"
"Oh no, we could all fuck, whenever it suited, together or alone."
"Do you not get jealous?" I ask.
“No, never, no reason to,” he says shaking his head. “It just works with us, a twin thing, I think. Well, until the bitch started trying to play us off each other. To be honest, I'm more jealous of Landen now.”
I choose to ignore that comment. "So, how many three-way relationships have you and Landen had?" I need to change the subject, this is turning me on way more than it should.
“We like to share sex, so mostly one-night stands, Carrie was our first proper relationship and probably last."
I turn to look at him, he’s looking down into his lap frowning. I felt quite sad for him and somewhat disappointed. Why the fuck am I disappointed? Like I could cope with one man in a relationship, not alone two. You’re an idiot, I tell myself.
I desperately need to change the subject. I begin thinking then Logan pipes up.
"So, this list," Logan suddenly says smiling.
"What! Did he tell you?" I say blushing again.
"Of course, we tell each other everything. Especially after Carrie."
I shake my head and say nothing.
After a while, Logan says, “We have this twin thing, Becks, where I know if Landen is happy or sad. I remember when he had just learnt to drive, he was out in this car. I was working in a pub in the middle of the evening. I got severe stomach ache and doubled over in pain. At the same time, Landen had a car accident and bruised all his stomach on the seat belt.”
"Wow, I have heard about twins being able to do that."
He nods. “When I lost my virginity, before him I might add."
I laugh.
“I was stupidly happy for days. Landen says he felt the same but had no reason to be. It's like if the feelings are extreme, we sense it. I mean we're not psychic, I don't know the reason for his moods, but I know when he is extremely happy or sad. Becks, I know he'll kill me for saying this, but he's extremely happy at the minute because of you, you know.”
"Me? I doubt it," I say brushing it off.
"Becks, he likes you, but Carrie really hurt him, hurt us, and we are still recovering… So, back to this list, did you really want two?"
My eyes go wide again, I can feel Logan staring at me. I can feel his eyes piercing through me as I fully concentrate on the road, not able to look at him, or I might make funny noises just from his eyes. I try to play it cool.
"Logan, I made that list when I had sworn off men and before I met you two," I say not taking my eyes off the road. “Who knows what I want, I can't believe I told Landen, to be honest. You guys honestly make me forget who I’m talking to, I sometimes forget to put my filter on."
"I can relate, I often say too much as you already found out," says Logan.
I smile continuing, "But yes, isn't that every woman's ultimate fantasy to have two hot sexy men overwhelming her with sensation?"
He laughs. "Is that what you want? It can be arranged, you know."
Logan winks at me as I chance a glance at him. I'm not going to be able to cope. I almost moan out loud but fight it and a very quiet whimper comes out instead. I imagine them all over me, imagine Landen skilful tongue and double it, crap, stop thinking. If I were a man I’d be sitting here with a massive boner, luckily as a girl, I can hide it. Thank fuck.
"You’re thinking about it, aren't you? Mine and Landen’s hands all over you, rubbing your..."
I quickly throw my hand up and over his mouth to gag him.
"Please don't, I'm already far more turned on than I should be, and I can't go get myself off."
"So, you do want it, hey!" He smiles with mischief in his eyes. “You can tell me the truth, no need to hide it.”
"I'm not saying anything that'll incriminate me, you tell Landen everything remember!"
He laughs. "Landen won’t mind, and you don't need to, your body is giving you away."
I look at him and fuck, maybe he can tell, and I’ve not even got a cock. He's right, I want him too. I want them both but have a feeling that this is going to go so badly wrong, I'm so out of my depth.
We arrive at the ferry and board it, we would sleep on the ferry tonight while it takes us across the sea. We head to see if there are any cabins free for the night.
The receptionist frowned. “There aren’t any, sorry, we’re fully booked.”
“I thought this might happen. Come on, let's go eat, and we’ll decide what to do,” says Logan.
"Looks like we're sleeping on the sofas tonight," I say looking around to find the biggest and most comfortable one.
"We’ll see, let’s go for a wander and have some fun first," says Logan standing up.
We continue the evening chatting and laughing wandering about the ship. If I thought Landen was laid back, then Logan is even more so, he has an easy-going, relaxed presence about him. It’s so easy to talk to him and open up. I almost forget several times that I’m chatting with the brother of the man I am fucking. At 11pm Logan jumps up.
“Right, stay here, I'm getting a room.”
I wonder how he’s going to do that. Half an hour later he returns with a massive sexy grin on his face. Fuck, he’s so fuckable, no wonder he has a woman every other night, that depresses me. It’s Logan, not Landen, he is not and never will be yours. Fuck, nor is Landen, get with the program, I remind myself.
He’s stalking towards me holding up a key card.
“How did you manage that? Oh, you didn't fuck her, did you?” I wonder, please say no.
"No, god no. In fact, I told her you were my girlfriend to get her off my back. She was insisting that she come to my room for extra services," he says rolling his eyes, and I giggle like a schoolgirl. Stop it for fuck sake, I tell myself.
“You pulled? Did you not want her?" I’m surprised that he has turned her down. Thankful, but surprised.
"Nah, I told her I’d pay anything for my beautiful girlfriend, then I might have added we were getting married. Come on let's see what my money got me," he says pulling me up, we walk arm in arm down the hall, this is so surreal.
"How much did it cost? I'll give you half."
He waves me off. "It’s fine, anything for
my fiancée," he says as we walk past the receptionist’s desk. The receptionist glares at me, so I squeeze Logan’s biceps, and with my other hand I grab his butt as we walk off down the corridor. Like Landen’s, it felt firm and so good, he put his arm around me playing along.
"Sorry,” I whisper, “I couldn't resist, she was giving me evils."
He laughed. “It’s okay, my sweet fiancée.” Then he squeezes me back.
"You ready?" says Logan as we reach the door, he takes a second before opening it.
It’s a very luxurious room, it makes me stop and stare with my mouth wide open.
"Wow, Logan, this is amazing," I say as we both walk in.
The bed is absolutely huge. I run and jump on it, Logan follows closely behind. I begin bouncing up and down on the bed like a child, and with a thrill, Logan joins me. Which makes me laugh harder.
"Logan, this must of cost you a fortune, let me give you some money.”
He shakes his head. “It's fine, but I best tell Landen we are sharing a bed. Now, do you want to ring Landen, or should I?”
Oh, I haven’t even considered that I will be sharing a bed, or don’t I care. That made me feel bad. Maybe this is a test, perhaps they were testing me to see if I’d be disloyal? Maybe they are like my parents, everything is a test, a challenge, a game, just to see if I pass or fail.
“You can ring him, I'll sleep on the sofa, it's fine,” I say feeling down again. Logan frowns at me but turns and rings Landen.
Logan must think I have a mood disorder going from extremely happy to down and depressed in all of five minutes.
I listen in to the conversation Logan is having with Landen. It sounds like a comfortable, casual conversation, whatever was said he seemed okay about it. But then if it’s a test he would already know. The phone suddenly gets passed to me, and I panic for a moment before I hear Landen’s voice.
"I'm jealous, I haven't even got you on a bed yet. I’ve not even spent the night with you."
“Beds are overrated,” I say. He chuckles. “I’m sleeping on the sofa anyway, we couldn’t get anything else."
"Becks, sleep in the bed, silly, share it with Logan. I haven't got a problem with it, I promise you."
You might not, but I do, what if he's too sexy to resist I might fuck him in my sleep. Then I would definitely fail this test. When I say nothing, Landen continues.
"Becks. It's fine, I'm pleased you’re getting on. I miss you, Becks, I really do."
"I miss you too," I say. Do fuck buddies say that? I'm so confused, but I did miss him, even if I am with his sexier then sin identical brother.
"See you soon, okay and, enjoy this time with Logan, get to know him better. Hand me back over to Logan.”
“Okay, bye,” I say and hand Logan the phone.
Logan speaks to Landen some more. "Back in a minute," Logan says, walking out the door still talking to Landen. I wonder if they are talking about me. I wonder if I have more tests I know nothing about. Then I think about how close to each other they are, imagine trying to split them apart. I mean they come as a package whether your fucking one or both.
I look around the cabin in all the cupboards and drawers. I really will have to give him some cash for this cabin, I think. It’s almost romantic, even though I'm not in a relationship with either of them. Why am I even thinking like that? My heart’s slipping, I can tell. It's just a bit of fun sex, I tell myself over and over. I have a feeling my heart has already fallen though, I think I'm in deep shit. Because I think I'm falling for not one but fucking both of them. Every time I think of Landen, I think of Logan, and my stomach has butterflies. I can’t think about one without the other. Way to go, swear off all men then get in deep shit with two. How did this even happen? I'm in trouble, this is going to end so badly. I’m not even meant to look at a man until after I’m 30. I sigh heavily and lie stomach down on the bed. I flip through the tv stations, trying to distract myself from thinking of those two hot twins. Logan has been gone for ages, so I close my eyes and lie with my head in my arms.
I half wake up to gentle strokes on my back.
"You tired, baby?" says Logan. It feels so good in my half-asleep state. I don’t want it to stop.
"Mmh," is all I manage to say, wanting it to continue whilst sleeping.
"Here, let me help you into bed,” says Logan pulling back the covers.
I begin taking off my clothes and get into bed. I’m in my bra and knickers, but am too tired to see Logan’s reaction. I just crawl into bed and lie down. I curl up on my side and close my eyes too tired to think. He jumps over me and gets in bed. Logan spoons me bringing me closer to him. His large erect cock nestles in my butt, with only underwear between us.
"Logan," I say in a whisper, half-hearted, half asleep. I would admit, it did feel good, I can't remember the last time I slept with someone.
He chuckles in my ear. "Sorry, I can't help it, you make me hard, you know that."
I don't say anything as I'm too tired to react, and my eyes are closed. But I'm shocked by his admission. Then I remember this is a test. I'm surprised when he continues whispering in my ear.
"We can both be frustrated and have to take cold showers for the next few days,” says Logan grinding his cock on my butt.
I accidentally groan, I didn’t mean to but in my sleep induce state it fell out. I might have just failed my test.
"Becks, you know I want you, don't you? I won’t do anything without Landen here, and I know you wouldn’t either. But when we get home, we are both going to fuck you, if that's what you want? If that’s okay with you."
"Do you really want to?" I say quietly, my voice all sleepy, my eyes still shut.
"I've been wanting to for ages, but we're playing it cool so not to freak you out. Becks, our dirty kink, our ultimate fantasy is the same as yours. Why not let all our dreams come true and have some fun?"
"Logan," I say. "I’d like that.”
"Good.” He squeezes me tight. “Then you know what you'll be doing this weekend, I can’t fucking wait," says Logan.
I just hope Landen is on board with this, I just hope I didn’t just spectacularly fail my test, I think as I slip into sleep again. I feel him kiss my neck, and I fall asleep dreaming of hot sex with my twins.
Logan is in front of me on a bed, and I’m on my side with Landen behind me. I’m in the middle of these spectacular male specimens. I am grinding up against them both, rubbing myself on them as they kiss and hold me. I’m running my hand all over their hot bodies, loving the feel of every ab and every sexy bit of skin. I want to lick, suck and bite every inch. I can feel my orgasm heading closer, I’m getting more and more squirmy, more and more turned on as the pleasure waves flow over my body. I haven’t even got a cock inside me, I’m just rubbing myself against their bodies. I hear my name being called, and I say ‘Landen’ back.
I continue to squirm against a firmness as bright light hits my eyes, I open them and see I’m rubbing myself against Logan. My leg is over his thigh and my heads on his chest and from the feeling of my wet pussy, I think I just came in my sleep on Logan's leg. I quickly move it and look up to see Logan smirking at me. Shit, did he know?
“Dirty dream?” he says smirking.
Shit. “Logan, I’m so sorry,” I say trying to jump up.
He laughs and pins me to his chest.
“It's nice waking up to you like this, I could get used to it," says Logan.
What, me cumming on your leg? "Sorry, Logan," I say moving again, but he holds me close.
“No, no, not yet, let me enjoy it for a bit longer. It feels so good."
I stay on his chest. I remain there a little while longer with Logan merely holding me, and we both say nothing. I am mortified with what just happened and have definitely failed the test now, if I hadn’t before.
“Becks, it’s hot, stop worrying about it. I only wish you had said my name,” says Logan. Hugging me tighter.
I think I would have said his name had it been a few
seconds longer, and I hadn’t woken up. How does he even know what I’m thinking? I look up at him, and he’s still simply smirking at me. “I take it you came?” he says.
I hide my head in his chest, and he laughs loudly.
I’m so embarrassed. After a while of cuddling, I begin to trail my fingers over his swirling tattoo on the side of his chest. It’s different to Landen’s and much bigger. "Nice tattoo," I say.
"Thanks, does it meet your standards?” I can hear the smirk in his voice, is he talking about my list?
"Yep." I physically see his cock jump in his shorts, making me laugh.
"Down, boy, I’m not allowed to touch her yet," he says looking at me again.
I look up at him, his eyes full of amusement and mischief. Then he suddenly pushes me over, onto my back and lies on top of me. My breathing is coming out fast, and I’m wondering what he’s about to do. Shit, this is dangerous, I wonder if he will tell Landen this. Is this part of a test too? He grinds himself against my knickers. I can feel his hard cock pulsing. He pins my hands above my head.
"Becks,” he says against my ear so deep and slow. Even him saying my name is making me excited. I think he’s going to bite or kiss me, but he doesn’t.
"I want you so badly, Becks, I want to thrust my cock into this tight sweet pussy and feel that happiness Landen keeps feeling. I want to fuck you in every position I can think of and lick every inch of you, so I know your taste. I want to lick that pussy till you're soaking my face and then kiss these lips,” he runs his thumb over my lips, “till your begging me for more.”
Oh shit, I'm panting. "Okay, I think I need a cold shower now," I say, I push him off me before I do something stupid and let his cock sink into me, my body is begging for him right now. I push again, and he rolls off me, I jump up and leg it to the bathroom, locking the door and sinking to the floor. Test failed, I’m doomed.
Becks Winter
I take a cold shower to calm down and get dressed. When I come out, Logan is dressed and ready to go. Neither of us says anything about what happened, and we keep it on light topics. He makes me sit while he grabs breakfast and then we hit the road. Logan calls Landen from the truck as soon as he can.