5

When I arrived home I called Mick but he didn't answer, so I had to leave a message. I told him that I needed to speak to him, so expected him to call me back. I didn't usually like talking on phones but I figured it would be easier than doing it face to face. What I wasn't expecting was for him to turn up for a surprise date, which is exactly what he did. He seemed so excited to take me out that I didn't have the heart to tell the truth, and despite the feelings in my heart for Donny I was pleased to see Mick again and wanted to feel the heat of his embrace and the passion of his kiss.

I felt absolutely horrible, like I must have been the worst person in the world for leading them both on but why on earth did I have to choose when I couldn't separate my feelings for them? It wasn't as though I was more attracted to one than the other, it was just simply a different kind of attraction.

Mick wouldn't tell me where we were going and none of my guesses were right. He ended up taking me to a mini golf park, the theme was pirates so we pretended we were looking for buried treasure as we hit the balls along the winding course. Even though I wasn't sporty at all I still managed to put up a decent challenge for him, even scoring a hole in one, which was duly rewarded with a kiss. It was funny, when I was with one of them I only thought about the one I was with, and it didn't feel like I was cheating on them because I didn't want to hurt them or cause them emotional distress, I just wanted to be happy and they both made me happy in different ways. Mick helped me to see life the way he saw it, all bright and filled with surprises and opportunities, showing me new things and pushing my boundaries. Donny on the other hand allowed me to explore my intellectual side. Both men were strong, built like demigods, and had a rough macho edge to them that came from a lifetime of being involved in a competitive sport. But I knew that eventually the truth would come out and I didn't know how they were going to react. I would have to make a decision, one way or another, because the last thing I wanted was to end up with neither of them. I had written so many stories about characters who had to face these tough choices but it was an entirely different proposition to face it myself.

I decided to test the water for myself and I asked Mick if there had ever been any arguments between him and Donny.

“Sure, now and then, but everyone argues. I don't think you could ever be close with someone and not have an argument with them. It's part of what comes with being human but as long as you still have respect for each other you can get over it.”

“Has there ever been a time when you thought that your friendship was over?”

“Not really. There are some times when we're playing football and one of us makes a bad play or a mistake and we can get frustrated with each other, but we try to leave all that stuff on the field.”

“I meant in your personal life?”

“Oh...I don't think so,” he said, scrunching up his face as he worked through the multitude of memories that resided within his mind. “We've been relaxed about most things, and anything we've ever had we've shared. I don't know if there is anything that would make us feel differently but I guess I don't know until that happens. The good thing about us is that I'm quite laid back, so even if something bothers him I can just give him some space, and if something bothers me I'll get over it pretty quickly. What about you? Do you have a best friend?”

“Not really,” I said, and told him about my years of being a lone wolf.

“I guess you won't know what it's like to have the same thing as me and Donny. Not many people do, to be fair.”

“You think you'll be friends forever? No matter what happens in your life?”

“Nobody can promise forever, but I wouldn't want to lose him as a friend. But who knows? If I get picked by a team halfway across the country and he gets picked by one on the other side we wouldn't begrudge each other for going. The ideal scenario is that we would stay on the same team, but we both know that the world is bigger than the two of us. Have you give any thought to what you're going to do after college?”

“I have no idea,” I said. I hated talking about things I hadn't figured out for myself and would rather have focused on the problem at hand.

“But you're a writer, right? I mean, a journalist at least, is that not what you want to do for a career?”

“I don't know. I'd love to be a writer but I don't know if I'm good enough, and it's not exactly like it's an easy field to break into. I've never really been good at making decisions. There are just so many choices out there that it's hard to whittle it down to one.”

“You've got a long life. There's no need to say that you have to decided on a lifetime career for now. If I'm lucky I'll be playing football until my thirties, if I'm lucky, but I'll have a good chunk of life left after that so I'll do something else. I think people get too caught up in living the stereotypical dream. Donny was talking to me about a similar thing actually, that the life we're told we should live is only a recent model and it's not what we evolved into being. I prefer a sense of freedom myself. I'd love to know that on any particular day I can go anywhere and do anything I want without anyone judging me or trying to stop me. Autonomy is one of the most important things a person can have but we let other things take it away from us. I'd say just try your hand at whatever you want and see if it sticks. You might find something else you enjoy along the way.”

He made it sound so easy but the world in which he wanted to live did sound appealing. I loved being with Mick because he made me feel like anything was possible, and that I could achieve anything I wanted. When I was with him my doubts about myself receded, and I was once again plunged into uncertainty regarding the two of them. Mick drove me home and I was looking forward to a night to myself where I could think about the two guys and figure out which one I wanted to pursue a relationship with. It would be helpful if one of them did something wrong. I almost wanted Mick to turn out to be an asshole just to make it easier on me to make a decision, but they were just so perfect in their own way it was impossible to choose and I needed to do some serious introspection to decide what to do.

Then the worst happened. As Mick pulled up I saw Donny outside my place waiting for me, holding flowers My heart sank and the color drained from my face. The inevitable had happened, I just hadn't planned for it happening so soon. Nausea swept through my stomach and I sank in my chair, wondering if there was any way to get out of this.

There wasn't.

Would they both be mad?

Would they be angry?

Mick hadn't noticed as he pulled me towards him in a kiss. I felt awful about it. I pulled away from him and opened the door, the walked towards the house, towards Donny, trying to keep a brave face but every moment I felt as though I was going to collapse. I heard the other door shut behind me and knew that Mick was following. I didn't dare look back at him as I didn't want to see the look on his face. I didn't much want to see Donny's face either so I stared at the ground, shuffling my feet along. When Mick came close I let the words fall from my mouth. I didn't know how many of them were lost between sobs.

“I'm so sorry. You both asked me out on the same day and that's never happened to me before. I thought that the more I saw you I'd be able to figure out if I liked one of you more than the other but I don't. You're so different but you're the same, and I wanted to tell you, I really did, but then the thing with Astrid happened and I was sad, then everything just started happening so quickly and I couldn't deal with it. I was hoping to try and sort through it tonight but now you're both here and you probably hate me but please, please don't blame each other. I've been alone most of my life so I know how to handle it but I don't want to get in between the two of you. What you have is amazing and I don't want to be the one that ruins your lives.” I wanted to get out of there as quickly as possible so I turned and went to slam the door to the outside world and never leave again, but a hand reached out and held me back. I turned around, and through my tear-stained vision I saw Donny, and to my surprise he was smiling.

“I did tell you we share everything,” Mick said.

“We're best friends Mindy. We've known since the first date that we've both been dating you.”

“Actually it was Donny who gave me the idea to take you to mini golf. He told me what happened with Astrid and that you needed cheering up.”

I didn't know whether to be relieved or to hate them. Instead I just stood there dumbfounded.

“We both really like you and we've talked about this,” Donny said, “there's no ego between us. We trust each other completely and there's no reason why only two of us should be happy when the three of us can be.”

“If that's alright with you of course,” Mick added.

“I need to sit down,” I said, and the three of us went instead. I went to get a drink and scolded them for not telling me, but since I hadn't told them that I was dating the both of them we agreed that things were equal on that score.

“So all three of us are going to be in a relationship? And what about sex? I mean...I'm a virgin. I don't know if you knew that or not. Does that change anything?”

“No, well go gentle,” Donny said, coming up behind me, wrapping his arms around me, kissing me softly and deeply. When I opened my eyes I saw Mick coming up to us as well.

“He'll be gentle, I won't,” he growled and bit my neck, then the two strong men carried me up the stairs and took me to the bed, and I let them share me.

Donny and Mick picked me up, their strength making light work of my frame. I knew I wasn't as light as one of the cheerleaders but my envy of them had diminished after hearing how they were so desperate for Donny and Mick's attention, and how it took a woman of substance to attract them. While I was being carried up the stairs I was feeling lighter than air and I I felt almost like an angel, being lifted to the heavens. I had never felt this exhilarated before in my life and the excitement within me was palpable. My dreams and deepest fantasies were coming true, and all this was happening to me. I used to write stories so that I could live a thousand lives and experience all the things that were never going to happen to me, but this was actually happening. I felt their fingers pinching my skin to prove it.

I smiled deliriously. Mick was in front of me and had a similar expression on his face. I couldn't twist my head back to see what expression was on Donny's face, but from the way his body was tensed I could tell that he was feeling as excited as the other two. I felt like a soul being carried to heaven by two angels, but I knew that everything we were going to do would not be pious at all. I was about to finally unleash my wicked side and have my innocence taken from me by these two fierce warriors, champions of the battlefield, modern gladiators. My heart was already thumping in my chest and waves of arousal began within me, as my skin tingled with anticipation. They carried me through to my bedroom where they looked at each other. I knew what they were going to do before they did it but I could not protest. I was launched into the air, my body landing with a dull thud against the mattress. It gave way to my weight and the breath flew from my lungs with exhilaration. It truly felt as though I had entered into another world and I knew that when I left that room again I would not be the same, although I doubted if I would ever want to leave that room.

Mick and Donny stood beside each other, both handsome. For a moment I was afraid they would reveal themselves to be apparitions but this was really happening and I was the most blessed girl there ever was. They looked at each other and stepped forward in unison. Their movements on the football field proved their shared a mind, why would it be any different in the bedroom? I pushed myself up with my hands so that I was sitting on the edge of the bed. A swell of nerves pulsated in the pit of my stomach but this was soon replaced with excitement and delirium. I knew that I would be safe with them, and it didn't matter that I was inexperienced because they were so aggressive in their confidence that they would take the lead and use my like a plaything, like a little toy.

Mick smirked at Donny as he reached out and pulled my top over my head. He threw it to Donny and laughed. Donny looked unimpressed. To pay him back Donny leaned down and kissed me, deeply, and somehow it was made all the more sexier by the fact that Mick was there with us, watching ,waiting for his turn. He didn't take long. As soon as there was an opening his strong hand wrapped around my head and pulled me in for a kiss. His lips were hard and burning and we kissed for so long that my breath was taken from me. I felt his hand tighten around my throat and this only made me wetter. I was already throbbing with desire for the both of them and my body was screaming, trying to process all the new sensations that were flooding through me.

I reached out to touch him, but Donny grabbed my hand and held it behind my back, then he took the other one and I couldn't move. I looked up at him with wide eyes but it was Mick who spoke to me.

“We tried to decide who was going to go first so we ended up flipping a coin. I won,” he said, and I watched as he pulled off his shirt and then stripped down until he was naked. His erection was impressive and it stood up, staring at me, almost challenging me with its thickness. It was intimidating but I wanted to pleasure it, wanted to take it all. Mick stepped towards me, lunging and making his penis swing playfully. It made me laugh, but then it was against my face, its heat scorching my skin, and I knew it was no laughing matter. I kissed and licked the tip before taking it into my mouth, wishing that I could touch it with my hands, struggling futilely against Donny and I could not move. I closed my eyes as I tasted the sex on Mick and never knew that it could feel this good.

But soon enough I felt Donny's grip loosen and knew that it was his turn. He quickly pulled off his clothes and was standing beside his brother. Mick's was impressive but I never thought there could be two of them. Donny's was slightly longer but less thick, however the two of them were gorgeous and I was in love. Even though my jaw was aching I fell into Donny and pleasured him with aplomb losing myself to the erotic energy that threatened to consume me. Though my eyes were closed and I was being taken into a new realm I was still aware of the two of them. Now that my hands were free I reached up and curled my fingers around the shaft, holding it in place while I sucked. My other one felt out and found Mick's erection. I stroked along the shaft. I felt the rippling veins under my fingertips. Then I brought it to my mouth and switched, covering his in my saliva, feeling the wet sucking sound as I played with Donny's erection, then I got them to stand closer and stretched my jaws so wide they threatened to break apart as I took both tips, pressing them together, but it was worth it as I felt the both of them shudder.

Then Mick grabbed my hair and pulled me down so that I was lying flat on the bed. Donny sank to his knees and began to pleasure me with his tongue. Mick's mouth was on mine, muffling my moans, and his hands were playing with my breasts, teasing my nipples, just as I had imagined. I leaned into the kisses as the sweat dripped down my face and all over my body. I felt as though I was going to explode as the passionate heat rose within me like a volcano. When I opened my eyes I was confronted with the sight of two manly hunks pleasuring me, using me, enjoying my body. Mick leaned over me and sat on me, making me choke on his erection again. My mind exploded with the pleasure that came from Donny's tongue and orgasm followed orgasm, leaving me a wreck. At one point I thought I was going to pass out as I had a cock in my mouth and juice flowing all over Donny. My hands rested on Mick's sturdy thighs, and then, like a rag doll, I was picked up.

I panted and heaved, my chest rising and falling dramatically. I'd already been given more than I knew how to deal with but there was still yet more to come. Micky held me close, my young virgin body no more difficult to hold than the football they passed between them. I was theirs, and I took great delight in that as Mick held me up while Donny got on the bed and lay down, holding his erection up. It looked so big and I wondered how I was going to take it into my tiny body as Mick lowered my down on Donny. Donny's hands came around my hips, guiding my on.

“It'll be okay,” he said, “don't worry about the pain, it will pass,” but I didn't care. I was willing to do whatever they wanted to be the girl I knew I could be, to be the little plaything that would keep them coming back for more. My eyes widened as I felt myself stretch for Donny, and my hands fell limply to his chest. His hands pushed my body back as I rode him, and the pounding made everything shake. The moans reverberated through my body and the quaking sensations made me dizzy. I knew that Mick was close too, and suddenly I felt two lips on mine in a kiss, moving down my neck while his hands roamed all over my body, which was slick with sweat and sex and everything I had inside me that came seeping out. I looked down at Donny and in that moment our eyes were connected, and I saw him smile. I smiled to, then his rhythm grew faster and harder and I could see the anguish on his face. I knew that he was close to climax and all I wanted to do was make him cum. It felt as though that was my goal in life, and when it happened his warmth filled me up, and I was almost complete.

But Mick was still there. I still had one job to do. As soon as Donny came Mick hoisted me off and like the animal he was he bent me over, pushing my face against the pillow, beside Donny. I turned to see Donny smile at me again, looking relaxed and contented, and then Mick rammed into me and almost split me in to. He grabbed my hair and yanked my head back as he plunged into me from behind, making my mind crack with every thrust, driving away everything I knew about myself until the ecstasy gripped him too. He roared, primal and savage, as his body tensed and convulsed, and his hands dug into my skin as he jerked wildly and released himself within me, shooting a thick jet inside.

Then he let me go and he collapsed to the bed. I was between the two of them, exactly where I belonged.