Thank God for that.
Why do I put up with you?
How many times do I have to tell you? I mocked. You’re me, dumbass.
Very funny. D’you want me to sulk? In front of all these people?
No. I’ll behave.
Yeah, that’s right, I thought so. I’m in charge now.
It was pure bravado, pure me, and I did my best not to laugh.
“What a dork,” Erin muttered from the love seat.
I shot her a grin.
Seriously? the little head griped. What’re you—?
Fortunately, Brooke chose that moment to sink to her knees. She reversed her grip on my cock, and Mark moved to her other side. Trip stepped into the middle, the captain of our little team. He braced his hands on his hips and watched as Brooke began sucking his dick.
Yeah, that’s more like it, the little head said. For a second there I thought—
Focus, remember?
Right! Where were we? Never mind. I know!
Brooke laughed when she felt him swell eagerly. She switched from Trip to me, and the little head lapsed into silence. He was so happy that he didn’t even complain when she eventually started sucking Mark instead.
The girls watched from the sidelines and made occasional comments. A distracted part of me wondered if porn stars had to put up with a peanut gallery too. Probably, but the people on a porn set weren’t nude, sexy, or swingers, much less all three.
I shot the girls a grin and returned my attention to Brooke. Mark and I were fine with blowjobs, but Trip was ready for more, and I really couldn’t blame him. Brooke had the body of a Playmate and the sex drive of a succubus—at least, once she overcame her natural shyness.
I looked across the small room and caught Christy’s eye. Will you be okay on your own?
Erin beat her to a reply, Don’t worry, I’ll take care of her.
I cocked an eyebrow.
Erin turned to kiss Christy, who stiffened with surprise but then relaxed when Erin slid her hand up her thigh to the warmth of her pussy. Christy spread her legs to give her better access, and Erin teased her clit.
Trip chose that moment to move things along. “Y’all about ready?” To his credit, he glanced at Wren.
“Go on, have fun,” she said. “Leah and I have a date with a vibrator.”
“And a tongue,” Leah quipped, “don’t forget that.”
“Mmm, I’m looking forward to it.”
“You don’t wanna stay and watch?” I said.
“Not really,” Wren said. “You’ll tell us about it later.” She smiled at Trip. “Won’t you, sweetheart?”
“You know it, babe.”
Wren stood and extended her hand, and Leah took it.
“What about you all?” she asked the others. “You’re welcome to join us.”
“Maybe later,” Erin said. “Right now I think we’re gonna have a twosome instead. What do you think?” she asked Christy. “Your room?”
“If you’d like.” She glanced at me and shivered, a whole-body frisson of excitement.
“Have fun,” Wren told them. “You too,” she added to Trip. She gestured to Leah and they left.
“Only, we don’t have to go,” Christy said to Erin, who didn’t understand how she worked, that her suggestions were actually requests. “We can stay here if you’d like.”
“Nah, let’s get out of here. I have plans,” Erin chuckled, low and throaty. “Nefarious ones.”
“Oh my gosh, you— Never mind. Of course you do.”
Erin stood and pulled Christy with her. “Have fun, guys. You too, Brooke.”
Brooke hummed something like “Thank you” and moved from Trip to Mark, who groaned softly.
“Let’s blow this popsicle stand,” Erin said to Christy.
“Speaking of blow…,” Mark said. Then he closed his eyes, groaned, and held Brooke’s head in place.
She hummed in surprise but recovered quickly. Then she pumped his shaft and milked the remaining come onto her tongue.
Christy swallowed reflexively.
“Sir Comes-a-Lot,” Erin said.
“That’s me,” Mark agreed.
“Oh, wow,” Brooke said. “That was unexpected.”
“It always is with him,” Erin said. “But don’t worry, he’ll be ready again soon. C’mon,” she added to Christy.
“Yes, m— Sorry, I’m coming.”
I suppressed a grin.
Erin looked from me to Christy and back again. What was that about?
“Have fun,” I said blandly. “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”
* * *
“Ready to collect your prize?” Trip said once the door closed behind them.
Brooke’s eyes flashed with excitement. “God, yes!”
He helped her to her feet, gestured toward the bedroom, and followed her down the hall before Mark or I had a chance to move. He really wanted to be the first to her ass. I chuckled to myself, or so I thought, since Mark gave me a curious look.
“Long story,” I lied. “Tell you later.”
He accepted it at face value and followed them to the bedroom.
Trip had started kissing Brooke again. He used his body to maneuver her toward the bed. She bumped into the edge, sat down, and reached for his dick.
“Uh-uh. Your turn.”
She grinned, scooted backward, and surveyed us. Her gaze settled on Trip, and I felt an irrational surge of resentment.
Remind me again…, I thought sourly, why I hang around with guys who’re taller and better-looking.
Who cares, the little head said. I’m bigger and better-looking than he is. That’s all that matters.
No, not really. Besides, it’s totally subjective. Christy—
Whoa! Do you really wanna have this discussion now?
Yeah, you have a point.
I thought you’d see it my way. Now get in there! I’m not gonna suck myself!
I snorted a laugh at the way my mind worked.
“Dude, Erin’s right,” Trip teased. “You’re a real dork sometimes.”
Mark winced and shrugged in silent agreement.
“Yeah, probably,” I said. “But I make you look normal by comparison.”
“You got that right!” Trip laughed.
“You do,” Mark said. “But… shouldn’t we be paying attention to Brooke? I mean, she won the lottery, after all.”
“She did,” Trip said, “and it’s time to pay up.” He caught her eye, and she grinned as he climbed onto the bed. She lay back, and he settled between her legs. “Gentlemen,” he said, “you’d better put something in her mouth.”
“Why’s that?” Mark chuckled.
“So her screams don’t wake the rest of camp.”
“Oh, brother,” I said under my breath.
Mark shot me a grin and then nodded toward Brooke. “You first.”
“You don’t have to tell me twice. What’re you gonna do?”
“Play with those amazing tits.” He crawled onto the bed. “I’m normally an ass-man,” he said to Brooke, “but yours might convert me.” He kissed one pinkish-tan nipple. “Have to do a thorough investigation first.”
I rolled my eyes but climbed onto the bed and knelt beside Brooke’s head. She didn’t really care about our macho banter, and I couldn’t blame her. She was living out a fantasy, one that didn’t include the guys trying to one-up each other. Sure enough, she didn’t waste time with conversation. She captured the head of my cock and began sucking instead.
She writhed as Trip licked her pussy and Mark sucked her nipples. She was already worked up, but she came a lot quicker than I thought she would. She stopped sucking me after what seemed like a minute. Then she stiffened, and her face turned pink as she held her breath.