Chapter 16
Kylie
I walked into the apartment, completely exhausted from work, and threw my stuff down on the kitchen counter. Between fielding messages on Facebook and talking with the guys, it had been a mentally taxing day. I really wanted some release, but I hadn’t heard from the guys, and I was sure they were going to be lying low for a while, at least until everything got resolved. As I was walking over to the fridge to grab a beer, my phone buzzed. I picked it up expecting another notification from Facebook, but instead, I saw Grant’s name on the screen. He had texted me, which I wasn’t expecting but was happy to see.
“Come to the house. Ben and I want to talk,” the message read.
“Give me five, and I’ll be on my way,” I texted back.
I was pretty sure they really meant they wanted to talk, but just in case, I changed my clothes and brushed my hair, looking completely worn from the day’s events. I grabbed my coat and keys and jumped in the car, turning on the radio to distract my tired mind. I didn’t even want to think about this stuff anymore, much less talk about it, but I knew we had to. When I got to the house, Grant let me in and led me back to the kitchen where Ben was standing at the table.
“Ben and I were talking,” Grant said, leaning back looking sexy in his pajama pants and a tight, gray T-shirt. “With everything going on, we think it might be a good idea to end things before it goes any further.”
“I understand,” I said, knowing it was coming.
I stood there for a minute, my eyes running up Grant’s big muscles. I knew I had to end it, knew that was the smartest thing, but I really wanted to fuck them again one last time. I let a smile curve up on my lips as I walked over to Grant, standing close to him. He straightened up and his breathing instantly increased.
“How about one last time? For old time’s sake?”
Grant smiled as I pulled my jacket off and dropped it in a pile on the floor. Ben sat back in the chair with a smirk and rubbed his already throbbing cock in his pants. I turned away from Grant, my palm swiping across his crotch and walked over to Ben, getting down on my knees. I pushed his hands away and opened up his pants, reaching down and grabbing his big, hard cock. I smiled and licked my lips as I leaned forward, brushing my lips across the tip. I looked over my shoulder as Grant walked up next to us, pulling his erection out of the top of his pants and started stroking it.
I turned back to Ben and lowered my head down, swallowing his entire cock, moaning as it slid down my throat. I touched my lips to the base and pulled back up, stopping halfway and bobbing my head up and down. I pulled up and took a breath before diving back down, licking the shaft as I deep throated him. He groaned, lifting his arms over his head.
“I’m gonna miss this,” he said with a chuckle.
I smiled with my mouth full and sucked hard, pulling my face back to the tip and fluttering my tongue on the underside of his mushroom tip. He moved in his chair, feeling the warmth of my mouth rubbing against the nerves on his cock. I pulled up off him and turned to Grant, scooting forward and grabbing his dick from his hands. He looked down at me with lust as I smiled with a gaping mouth, rubbing his cock across my lips.
“Suck that cock,” he growled.
I dipped my head forward, grabbing his hips and sucked him hard and fast, feeling Ben kneeling on the floor beside me. As Grant’s cock shot down my throat and back up again, I felt Ben’s hand slide between my legs, his fingers gliding through my folds. I moaned with Grant’s cock still in my mouth, digging my fingers into his hips. Ben slipped two fingers inside of me and finger fucked me, forcing me to pull away from Grant and moan loudly, laughter echoing through the tone. He moved over and started to push his fingers in and out, faster and faster. I grabbed Grant’s dick and put it back in my mouth, feeling the heat in my stomach explode. I lifted my ass up and plunged down on his cock, feeling the waves of pleasure flow through me as my juices exploded down Ben’s hand and into his palm. I pulled my head back and whimpered, moving my body in a twitching motion up and down his hand.
“More,” I begged.
“How about my big fat cock?” Ben whispered into my ear.
“God, yes,” I moaned, lifting up on all fours.
Ben scooted in behind me, still fingering me slowly, and I turned back to Grant opening my mouth. He smiled and stepped forward holding onto his shaft and guiding it into my mouth. He wrapped his hands around my cheeks and thrust his hips forward, fucking my mouth. Ben pushed through my juices and slammed his cock into my pussy, causing me to gasp and moan, the vibrations of my song circling around Grant’s dick. He started to move faster, reaching up and putting his hands on his back as he pushed his cock in and out of my mouth. I could feel Ben’s swollen cock in my pussy, and I gripped at the rug underneath my hands.
The two boys continued to slam into me, pushing my body back and forth, filling me up. I pulled my head back and screamed out as Ben grabbed my waist and pushed deep inside, his cock pulsating against my pussy. Grant dropped down to his knees and lay on the rug, looking over at me and Ben, his cock in hand.
“Ride me, hard,” Grant said, nodding at Ben.
He pulled out and helped me over on top of Grant as I sat up and slowly lowered down on his dick. I bounced up and down on top of him, feeling how hard he was. Ben stood back and watched as I pulled up and then slammed back down. I leaned back, putting my hands on Grant’s thighs and moved my hips up and down, feeling every inch of his big dick. Ben reached down and started rubbing my clit, leaning his lips close to my ear.
“Fuck that cock,” he whispered, taunting me. “You gonna come?”
“Yeah,” I wailed in a high-pitched tone.
“Yeah?”
“Uh-huh,” I moaned.
“Come on his dick, baby,” he said, rubbing faster as I bounced up and down.
“Fuuuck,” I screamed out, my body shaking in orgasm as he continued to rub me hard.
“That’s right. Cover his cock,” Ben whispered.
When the orgasm had subsided, Ben stood up, grabbing me under the arms and lifting me up. He helped Grant off the floor and then pushed me forward toward the counter, pushing down on my back and bending me over until my face was pressed against the cold, marbled surface. I reached up, grabbing the other side of the counter.
“Spread your legs,” Ben ordered, watching as I obeyed.
Grant stepped forward and stuck two fingers in my pussy and one in my ass. A loud moan escaped my throat, and I put my head down on the surface, sticking my ass out. Ben stood the side, rubbing his hands together. He slapped my ass cheek with two quick movements, grabbing it and shaking it up and down as Grant fingered me hard. Then Ben moved over, slapping the other cheek in the same manner, sending waves of pleasure and pain through my belly.
“Harder,” I screamed.
Ben reached back and slapped my ass hard, letting the sting resonate through me as Grant pumped his hand back and forth. Over and over he spanked me, sending me into a wild fever, wanting to get fucked hard and fast. He grabbed both ass cheeks and rubbed them, soothing the sting of his big hands. Grant pulled his fingers out and picked me up by the waist, putting me up on the countertop.
“Get on all fours,” he ordered. “It’s my turn.”
Ben came around the other side, handing something to Grant over my head. He climbed up on the countertop on his knees and guided his cock toward my mouth. He held onto the top of my head as he slid it in and down my throat. My eyes watered, and I smiled with my mouth full of his manhood. He gripped onto my hair and used it as leverage to thrust his hips forward and back, fucking my face. I heard the light buzzing of the vibrator behind me and gasped as I felt the vibrations move over my clit. Slowly, he pushed the vibrator inside of me, switching the speed back and forth from low to medium as he fucked me with it.
Ben pulled back, and I gasped for air, letting out a loud moan. Grant smacked my ass and pushed the vibrator to high, slamming it into me and letting it sit there while he slapped my other ass cheek, leaning forward and licking my asshole. I screamed out, the noise muffled as Ben lunged forward, shoving his cock into my mouth. Grant pulled the vibrator out and turned it off, putting it on the floor. He climbed up on the kitchen island and balanced behind me with barely enough room to move. I gripped onto the edges of the counter as he slid his cock into my pussy, my body lurching in want.
I opened my mouth wider as Ben moved faster and faster in front of me, gripping my face as I sucked his cock. Grant slammed into me over and over, our skin slapping together and echoing off the kitchen tile. Ben pulled back and let me get a deep breath, stroking his cock fast and hard. It was red and bulging, and I knew it wouldn’t be long until I tasted his salty seed. Grant grabbed onto my waist as I looked up at Ben, opening up for more. He smirked and put his cock back in my mouth and continued to push.
Grant’s balls slapped against my clit as he slammed deep inside and then pulled back for more. He reached his hand up and spread my cheeks, pushing his thumb inside of me, filling all of my holes. As the pressure hit my ass, I shook wildly, the fire in my belly exploding. I came hard, my pussy vibrating around Grant’s shaft as Ben thrust in short, shallow pushes with his hips. He groaned, grabbing my cheeks again and throwing his head back. I could feel the hot streams of come shooting down my throat. Grant growled and pulled his thumb out, gripping down hard on my ass as he pushed deep and erupted in orgasm.
We all came hard and long up on the kitchen island in Grant’s house. The sounds of our pleasure echoed throughout as Ben’s come dripped down my chin. Ben sat back on his heels, breathing heavily as Grant pulled out and stepped down into the kitchen floor. I sat there for a minute, swallowing my prize and gathering myself. It was the most erotic and sensual experience of my life, and I couldn’t believe I had to give it all up because of an ex-boyfriend and an overly nosey dean.
I had to figure out how to keep these two men in my life, even if it meant digging up some dirt of my own. They were more to me than pieces of ass, and as Ben gently wiped my chin and Grant helped me down off the counter, cradling me in his arms, I knew my heart couldn’t take losing them. It was either all or nothing for me.