*Chapter 2: Intensity Propensity*
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It’s hard to describe the unique bliss of being spent, used, and left on that counter. The surface of the counter-top had warmed up and was no longer cold to the touch; and my legs and dick hung off the side towards the floor. My torso couldn’t quite fit on the counter, and I had to tilt my head to the side in order to rest it. I was just sitting there, completely naked, in more ways than one.
I honestly, really couldn’t move if you put a gun to my head. I was tired, spent, aching inside and out. Jules had gone and just left me here, I guess she figured that I would be fine and totally not wiped out by the absolute reaming she gave me. To tell you the truth though, I was laughing. I had spent my whole life avoiding any kind of public situation that could lead to embarrassment, and yet, here I was; I could feel the cum dripping down from my ass, slowly leaking and dripping down my dick. Anyone who walked in would see me in the most embarrassing moment of my life, and yet, it also felt like the best moment of my entire existence. I could feel myself just smiling and drooling like an idiot.
I was about to fall asleep when I heard what could only be described as an angry, raised voice outside. I didn’t know how much time had passed – Jules could have left anywhere between a few minutes to an hour ago. I got my answer when just barely in the mirror I was able to make out her blonde hair as she came back through the door.
“Hey there hot stuff. Sooo, it looks like Val didn’t appreciate me just leaving you in here. You okay?” She said, rubbing my back ever so gently.
“I can’t.. move.” I managed to say.
“Oh jeez dude. Okay well, we gotta get you out of here without leaking cum all over the carpet. Val does not want to have to clean it. Which means we’re gonna have to get you in the shower.” I heard her take her clothes off and I saw them fly across the room, and I heard the water running shortly after. Her hands reached around me, and just lugged me right off the counter into the shower. She didn’t even bother with the curtain, and had to hold me in the air under the water.
The hot water could only do so much to aid my soreness now, it was more stimulation on my over-loaded mind. Jules turned me around into her front and held me with a single arm across my back, my head resting on her shoulder. She is so strong and tall… I could feel her tits against my chest, her muscles pressed into my skin. I enjoyed the soft, small pleasure of it, like cuddling, except being held in the air by a buff giant. I could feel her cum still leaking out of my ass onto the shower floor and washing down the drain.
“You haven’t stopped smiling since I filled up your ass, you know.” With my head resting on her shoulder, I could feel the vibrations of her heartbeat, the subtle waves of her voice. “You’re such a little boy-slut.”
“Yeah, but… I’m your boy-slut.” What in god’s name is even coming out of my mouth? Is this even real?
“…Let’s speed this up a bit so you can get some rest champ.” She laughed. She reached down between my legs, around my back, and just fucking spread my asshole open with her fingers. I could feel the cum leaking out faster.
“This is so embarrassing…” I said. I felt her hold me tighter.
“I can feel you getting hard.” She said, but her voice had returned to that same sultry voice from earlier. “If you’re still horny and feeling better later, maybe we’ll have some more fun tonight, you crazy little slut.”
Several more moments were spent embraced in the warmth of her body and the shower, until eventually it seemed like the cum had stopped leaking out. Jules dried me off, dressed me, gave me a kiss and then just carried me out of the gym and set me down in her car. I fell asleep shortly after that.
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It was fucking sun-down when I woke up, I slept through the entire day. But I wasn’t in my bed… I was in a different bed. Presumably I was in Jules’ room? I managed to slowly, slowly drag the thick blankets off of me, and throw my legs over the side of the bed, propping myself up with my arms. It kinda hurt to sit, and I felt cold. I looked around the dimly lit room, the late-day sun peering in through the blinds. It was just minutes away from being completely dark outside.
What I saw around me were a lot of clothes scattered around the carpet, some beer cans stacked up in a garbage can, and on the bed-side table there was a massive bottle of lube and some sex toys, just sitting out in the open. I am definitely in Jules’ room.
“Jules?” I asked out-loud, hoping she was somewhere nearby. I hoped she would come in and hug me, maybe have some food for me. I’m starving, I feel like I could eat just about anything right now.
But alas there was no response, so I decided to at least try and get up. It felt good to actually plant my feet on some soft carpet and stand myself up. I definitely felt better than I felt earlier, physically. I made my way to the door.
I kept walking down a hallway. The house was getting dark. I spotted another bedroom, a much more neatly made bedroom, maybe her roommates? I didn’t actually know anything about her living situation. For all I know I’m in her family’s place. I wonder what her family is like?
I came to the next open door on my left and turned to look into a bathroom… with Val laying nonchalantly in a large Jacuzzi, completely naked, with candles lit all around the tub in the dark room. The candle lights were flickering and reflecting off of the silver faucet and handles, and it had gone completely dark outside leaving only the faint glow of the candles along with her piercing gaze.
*Jesus christ what is WRONG with these girls?*
“Oh shit, sorry…” I averted my eyes. Her skin was much darker than I thought, even in the dark room, she looked mixed or something? Not quite black but not quite white.
“Hey it’s only fair, after all I walked in on you in the bathroom earlier this morning.” She laughed. I faced away from her, holding my back on the frame of the door.
“Anyway, Jules isn’t here. She left to get some food a little while ago. How was your hibernation?” She asked.
“Uhh.. it was good.” I said, crossing my arms and looking down towards the floor.
“Hey! Fuckin’ look at me when I’m talking to you.” She said. “You know, after getting to know Jules so well, I figured you would kinda get that there really isn’t any such thing as *modesty* when it comes to us. Or moderation.” I turned to look at her. She was smiling, but it wasn’t anything like Jules’ smile. It was pure amusement.
“You know what, come over here, let me get a good look at you.” She commanded.
My anxiety was definitely back in full force. I stepped across the bathroom and stopped just short of the Jacuzzi with my hands clasped together in front of me. She scared the shit out of me. She was just as strong as Jules, even more toned, I mean she had a six pack for Christ’s sake. It fucking glistened in the candle light. The water level was just at her waist, so in the dark I couldn’t see what she was packing exactly. When I got to the Jacuzzi she just… stared at me, looked me up and down. There was literally fire in her eyes as the candle light reflected off of them.
“Yeah, I guess you are a bit cute. You’re not exactly well-mannered though. What’s with that look on your face?”
“Uhhh.. what look?” I said. My voice cracked, no joke, it cracked.
“You look like you’re about to pass right the fuck out. Wouldn’t be the first time today, heh.” You would think her laughing would ease my tension but it really only made me even more anxious.
“I just have some anxiety, sometimes.” Well, how much could being honest hurt anyway? People like honesty, right?
“Am I making you anxious, Noah? You know, a nice hot bath would help with that. Maybe you’d like to join me.”
In the past day or so I had discovered an emotion that was entirely unfamiliar to me before I met these two. That feeling that you know exactly where things are going, but you can’t say it outloud. You can’t really just *accept* that it’s going to happen, but at the same time, you know it will if you keep playing along. And I liked this feeling, even if the last time it left me almost passed out in a public bathroom. Part of me felt like I even kinda enjoy being destroyed like that.
“Noah? I asked you a question.” She repeated. Her voice would get these slight hints of anger, but it was always paired with a smirk.
I stripped down for the third time today, the second time today with that knowing feeling of imminent fooling around. There were really only two places I could sit in the tub: the side opposite to her, or in her lap. I wondered if she would get angry if I sat in her lap… but of course I also know that when she asks me to join, it’s because she expects a boy-slut like me to do as she asks. Fuck it.
“Cute dick.” Was all she said to me as I stepped over into the tub. I sat myself down in her lap. It made her chuckle.
“Boy, are you crazy?” She said as she wrapped her arm around me. “You got knocked-out earlier today and you’re trying to get me horny? You woke up five minutes ago! Isn’t your ass still hurting?”
*Just give in to it. Give into the feeling. Let it happen, let yourself go, you idiot.*
“Yeah… but my mouth isn’t sore.” I said. This only sent her into a fit of manic laughter. I tried to laugh along with her.
“Well fine, if you insist on jumping right into it, get on with it. Let’s see if you have any talent.” She gave me a little push and I found myself turned around, between her legs, and reaching into the water for something I asked for. I was aware on a faint level that just 24 hours ago, this is something I wouldn’t think myself willing to do. What was happening to me that I now *wanted* this? Was this side to me there the whole time?
I grabbed around the base of her cock and pulled it out of the water. She was uncircumcised, like Jules, but not fully shaven. It didn’t really matter, there was so much shaft I doubt I had to worry about getting hair in my face. Technically I had given a blow-job this morning, but not really, because what I actually did is just keep still as Jules fucked my face. Now I was being asked to do the work and do it right.
I figured it was best to just start and not spend to much time trying to figure it out. Val just watched me with a cruel glance as I took a deep breath, wrapped my mouth around it and just got to work. It seemed that maybe I was doing okay, I heard her breathing change a bit, I heard an exhale that sounded like she was descending into a state of relaxation.
It was hard to keep my jaw open as wide as possible. I knew just enough to know to keep my teeth out of the way, but damn it, it’s hard to do. It’s not exactly like this is an easy dick to suck; although, if I can do this, I probably could suck any dick.
“Here.” She said, her hands rising out of the water. I took my mouth off of her and she took my hands and had me wrap them around the shaft, one on top of the other. “Keep going, you’re not half bad at it. Your arms aren’t strong enough to really squeeze it hard enough. Do me a favor add some exercises in your routine for those forearms.”
I felt the need to step up my game after hearing that. I tried to go deeper. I expected to gag but… I didn’t. So I took it deeper, all the way to the back of my throat, but just… nothing.
“Jesus christ, did you train your own gag reflex out?” She exclaimed.
“No… this is only the second time I’ve done this.” I made sure to stroke it while I spoke.
“Well damn. Get back on it, I mean fuck, keep going.” I managed to keep sliding down it until I got about half-way down. I started to lose the anxiety a bit, it felt like she was warming up to me.
But once I got half-way down, man that anxiety just came right back. I mean fuck, I think I could take it deeper… but I don’t what’s going to happen if all that starts going down my throat. I decided to just stick to half-way.
“I’m gonna be honest with you, I’ve seen people go a bit lower, and you’re not nearly good enough to get the pleasure to start building up. But I like your enthusiasm, so I’m going to let you cheat a bit.” She said. That also made me want to step up my game, but I guess things like this just have to come with experience and time.
She grabbed one of my hands and guided me under her balls to her pussy, and turned my hand so it was facing palm up. She kept a hold of my wrist as I slipped my middle finger in while just holding her in my mouth.
“I want you to curl your finger up, keep it all the way in, and just rub the g-spot. You might be able to get me off that way.”
I did as she said and was met with an almost immediate feedback; her head tilted back a bit, her mouth opened and let out a little moan. I just kept rubbing in circles, it was hard to multi-task with a mouth full of cock, but I managed it. Her moans were their own kind of encouragement – and I loved encouragement, even if I didn’t understand why.
It was exhilarating knowing that I was doing that to her, making her feel that, even if I was ‘cheating’ according to her. They built and built, her hips would buck into my throat a bit, the faster I went the harder she moaned. My hand was starting to get tired but I pushed through it.
“Oh fuck, christ I’m so close! You might wanna take your mouth off before I blow straight into your stomach!” I know this doesn’t make any sense, but I liked the way she said that. I liked the idea of her cumming right down my throat, filling me up.
“Noah… Noah!” She said as she neared orgasm. I didn’t listen.
I slammed my head down, trying to take it in as far as possible. It slid in, and kept sliding in, I heard a gasp and a shout and felt her shake, until I felt hair on my face and wet balls on my chin.
“Ohhh FUCK!” She shouted. Her hands snapped right onto the back of my head, and held me down. I felt the first spurt pump down the shaft, past my tongue, down my throat, her cock pulsed and twitched like a vibrator half-way down to my stomach – it was an almost alien stimulation. She exploded, literally pumping by the pint, right into my eager gut. I wasn’t just swallowing cum, I was fucking drinking it, chugging it down. If it wasn’t for being totally deprived of air, I would’ve just kept guzzling. I had already downed so much I practically felt full.
I had to pull up just as her spurts were subsiding. I got a bit on my mouth and an eyeful of it leaking from the tip, which I diligently licked off between breaths and continued to swallow. The swallowing was really just for me this point.
“Jesus… Christ…” She said, as her head hung back on the ledge of the Jacuzzi and she tried to recover her breath. And there I was, smiling again. Just feeling proud of myself in knowing that I could bring someone as demanding as her to say that.
“Come here.” She said, lifting her head up and pulling me in for a kiss. It was a deep, long kiss, with tongue. My tongue was much too tired to be able to do much though.
She broke this kiss and grabbed a handful of my hair. She took her hand and just traced it around my lips before sliding it into my mouth, exploring me like a fascinating specimen. She pressed her hand into my mouth and her finger down my throat, and I just went with it. I was still horny after all and I liked the attention, the way it made me feel like an eager piece of fuck meat. Hell, I *am* an eager piece of fuck meat.
“I think I know where all your good genes went Noah. Good boy.” She released my mouth and let me lie down on top of her. “Hell, maybe you’ll stick around longer than the others.”
“…the others?” I asked.
“Oh, well no offense but we’ve had some people like you over before. Girls, guys, everything in between.”
“Why didn’t they stick around?” I asked.
She was quiet for a minute. Now that she had came she acting a lot more like Jules, she was stroking my head and running her hands along my back. Her voice was softer.
“People really can’t handle us, Noah. Me and Jules can only barely handle each other. Don’t be surprised if you get sick of us.”
“…I don’t see how I could possibly get sick of this.” I said.
“You haven’t seen anything yet you little slut. That’s enough talking though… just let me relax for a minute.”
She continued stroking my head and my back. I was sitting with my head on her chest, my arms wrapped around her, my legs wrapped around her sides. My dick hanging down right against the dick I just sucked. We were both still hard.
To me, this was all new, and way more intense than anything I could hope for. But to her… I was just another slut who’s going to be around for little while. I had no idea what I was to Jules, maybe she just enjoyed having it regardless. And you know, on some level it did bother me – the mere existence of other people before me. Here I was feeling special because I don’t have a gag reflex, but neither of them take this very seriously. Maybe that’s because they know it won’t last – or so they think.
I heard a car door just outside.
“Here, come on. Let’s get dried off and help Jules put away the food, okay?”
I just looked at her, smiling. There it was. That calm, soft tone of voice. The little loving inflections and words. That voice that both of them use after I’ve made them cum inside me. I lived and breathed to hear it.
“Well? Get up and quit smiling at me like that before I open up that throat again.” It was gone again. I was still smiling.
We got dried off and I got dressed. Val didn’t bother putting anything on… I guess she’s a nudist or something? I don’t ever know with these girls. I just followed her down the hallway to the kitchen, eyes transfixed on her body the whole way, excited to see Jules.
“Hey champ! You hungry?” Jules greeted me in the kitchen as she put the food away in the cabinets.
“Uhhhh… no, I ate earlier.” I said, as Val just smirked at me.
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*Hey thanks for reading! I have been thinking (and doing other things) about this series non-stop for days. Chapter 3 is already in the works and it’ll feature the most intense scene I’ve ever written (seriously it’s gonna be pretty fucked up), but I’d love to get feedback about this one so leave a comment below! Stay tuned.*
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