6.Bobby stood there and shook his head slowly, his arms crossed over his chest. “He’s not underage, is he?” he asked, totally ignoring me. Jay sighed and rolled his eyes, finally hopping back up and pressing his body against Bobby’s.
“Would I fuck someone underage?” he whispered hoarsely, playing with the zipper on Bobby’s shirt. Bobby moaned a bit as Jay unzipped it down to nipple height and then snuck his hand in, massaging what he found there intently.
“Yes.” Bobby said grabbing Jay and forcing him to meet his eyes. Jay laughed and nodded his head. I wondered how long they had been living like this, how many other people had laid on Jay’s bed and watched him fuck with Bobby’s mind. The whole display was not helping me recover from my orgasm any faster. “But I still love you anyway.”
Jay grinned and leaned his head against Bobby’s shoulder, his hand trailing down Bobby’s arm. “He told me he’s eighteen.” I blushed as Bobby and Jay turned to look at me, Jay licking his lips and Bobby’s eyes glazing over with lust. I didn’t want to say anything and spoil the mood, especially if it would make things better for me in the end. “But let’s not talk about him right now...” Jay murmured, taking Bobby’s hand and placing it on his groin. “I didn’t come yet.” Bobby stared at him for a while, not really seeming to register what Jay wanted him to do. Fingers caressed Bobby’s arms, the zipper slowly unhooked and his shirt fell to the floor. His eyes never left Jay’s. Before I knew it, Bobby was almost completely naked, Jay was moaning as he rubbed against Bobby’s body and I was getting hard again. But Bobby still didn’t seem like he was catching on. “Make me come.” Jay breathed, leaning his head back.
The bed jumped as Bobby pushed Jay down onto it, I scooted up against the wall. Jay’s eyes never left my face as Bobby practically bit down on his neck, making harsh pink marks that didn’t look like they would fade quickly. His legs spread and Bobby settled over his chest, laying fully down. Jay’s eyes closed and he let Bobby’s hands run rampant all over his body, punctuating anything that felt good with a low moan. “So good...” he whispered finally, slitting his eyes... I had to slam my legs together to pretend that this wasn’t turning me on. Yes, I wanted Jay to fuck me, but hell, if I could see him with someone else, be a voyeur...that appealed as well. And if Bobby and Jay didn’t mind....who was I to complain?
Bobby switched his focus to Jay’s face, rasping his tongue over the contours. Jay grabbed Bobby’s head and started to devour Bobby’s lips, growling at every touch. Bobby pulled back and smiled. “Turn over, okay?” Answered with a satisfied smile, then Jay turned over slowly, making sure to rub up against Bobby’s crotch as much as possible. Satin was pulled up and pooled on the sheets, he shuddered and his arms quivered, threatening to make him collapse onto the bed. Bobby smiled and shook his head and pulled Jay back onto his knees. “I know you’re impatient, but you really have to try and control yourself.” He bit at Jay’s spine and Jay screeched, clenching his hands in the sheets. “Can you try and do that?” Jay nodded frantically, panting hard.
“Oh fuck!!!” Jay screamed, scrabbling at the bed, arching his back and looking like he was in the most divine ecstasy that had ever been conceived. “Too...good Bobby...fuck...” he panted, his eyes clenched shut, his neck almost bent completely back. My hand went right for my cock, hoping that they weren’t paying any attention. Bobby’s eyes over Jay’s back met mine for a second and he smiled and nodded. I realized that he was just fingering Jay, no lube at all. How long had they been doing this that all this trust had built up? Jay’s eyes flashed open for a second, I watched his pupils dance and settle on me, on my cock. They closed soon after and he gave himself over to whatever Bobby was doing, breathing hard, hoarse gasps that disappeared into nothing soon after they were voiced. Bobby was staring at me intently, as if waiting for some clue that he could take it to the next level. Jay was beyond caring. All he did was moan nearly constantly, the moans interspersed with frantic requests for Bobby to quit fucking around and fuck him for real.
I whimpered. Bobby grinned. And Jay whined as Bobby pulled back.
“Jay...you want it?” Bobby whispered, purring in Jay’s ear. The reply was quick. Jay snarled and rubbed his ass against Bobby’s crotch. A smile and then the rustle of some more fabric.
Jay just about started crying as Bobby grabbed onto his thighs and thrust in. And I almost clutched my cock so tight it started to hurt. Not like it wasn’t hurting anyway. This tableau was just too much. A few short groans and then Jay appeared to have given himself over to the feeling of Bobby inside him. His eyes opened and focused on me, he looked like a wild animal on the prowl. I shivered.
He parted my legs and stared at my cock for a second, his moving forward forcing Bobby to change position and thrust in deeper. Before I knew it, my cock was in his mouth again and he was fucking me with his fingers. I moaned and then bit back screams, his teeth grated on the tender flesh of my cock and oh fuck fuck fuck...wanted to come so bad...this was so wrong.
Bobby’s hands were out of sight and Jay made a strange noise and pulled back a bit from his deep-throat. Realized that Bobby was pulling Jay off, that we all could conceivably come at the same time. I slammed my eyes shut and abandoned myself to the feeling, the noises, oh shit. Came hard into Jay’s mouth and he choked and then moaned Bobby’s name and presumably came himself. Bobby was busy biting into Jay’s shoulder. The room seemed to echo with fucking. Then it stopped.
Jay collapsed on the bed, breathing hard and wiping cum off of his lips. Bobby pulled out and started to kiss Jay forcefully. I merely watched, unsure of how much I could do to participate. Jay pushed Bobby away for a moment and met my lips with his own, biting gently on my tongue. But it was too much stimulation and soon we all tumbled into a sweaty cum- covered heap. Sleep came soon after.
I woke up alone in bed, a sheet just barely covering up my nudity. Bobby was sitting in front of his computer and typing something assiduously. He looked up at me and smiled before shaking his head. “Your clothes are over there.” he said, pointing to the chair in front of Jay’s computer. “If you want to go in the bathroom to clean up you can take my keys, okay?” I nodded, getting dressed as quickly as possible.“C...can I ask you a question?” Wasn’t sure how forward I could be. Sure we had both seen each other naked, but that didn’t mean that we had any other connection. He seemed nice enough though.
“Sure. I mean, you’re entitled to.” he said, turning away from the computer screen.
“Are..are you and Jay together?” Closed my eyes and waited for the words that would crumble my entire world. All I heard was laughter.
“Jay?” He blushed a bit. “He’d never agree to it. He got burned pretty bad the last time he was in a relationship. Now he just likes casual sex...and it’s not like you can refuse him when he wants it.” He looked at me evenly.
I couldn’t get up the courage to ask anything else. It seemed like it was hurting Bobby to no end that Jay wouldn’t just settle down, and I guess his only consolation was that Jay would let him join in once in a while. My own thoughts that I could perhaps tame him were lost in the maze of memories of last night. I knew I wouldn’t be sleeping for a while. And class...fuck, class was later today too.
“We’re going to see your grandmother!” my mom called out as soon as I unlocked the door. Oh fuck, that meant an hour long drive, then a few hours talking with her and pretending that she wasn’t guilt tripping my mom the whole time, maybe taking her out to dinner at some fast food place, then coming back late at night. After class.“Mom! I have class!” I yelled.
“Ryan, you can miss one class. Now get ready. She hasn’t seen you in two whole weeks!” And I had no real objection that would work. Could feel my memories of Jay starting to fade already. This was the last day that he’d be our model, my model. Bit back tears.