Smiling at Sterl, he watches as I step back into the shower, under the spray, the hot water rolling in soft streams down my breasts and belly. He takes off his jeans and steps out of his briefs, exposing his broad, barrel chest and a long, thick cock, soft and plump over his full, heavy balls. I reach down and stroke the blooming bud between my legs.
“You’re so hot, Sterl,” I tell him as he comes to the shower door. Reaching back, I find Dash’s cock, already rock hard.
He steps inside, and it’s a tight fit, but I’m no stranger to making it fit. I grab the shampoo bottle and put it in his hands. “You can wash my hair, and I’ll wash Dash’s, and then together, we’ll wash each other.”
He looks between us, water peppering his brow, dripping over his face. “Okay,” he says, putting out his palm for the shampoo. I give him some, and we turn, and I know this is my time to say what I need to say.
His fingers delve into my scalp, rubbing me carefully, and I do the same to Dash, who lets out a little delighted groan as I do.
“What you guys have done for me in the last few days,” I start, sudsing Dash’s head as I tip mine back, giving Sterling more of me. “It’s shown me you’re both loyal beyond what I deserve.”
“We’re family,” Dash says, but I slide a hand from his hair to his throat, giving him a gentle ceasing squeeze.
“You’ve risked your lives for me, and we’ve come together in ways we never did before. In ways friends don’t.” Sterling’s fingers slow as I continue. “You’re in love with me. Both of you,” I say, my chest hollowing at the risky words I’m putting between us. I could be wrong, but I don’t think that I am. And I think thisis the way we all get what we want, with me at the helm. “And I’m in love with you both, too.”
I tap Dash and he turns, and we face Sterling, who is now fully erect, his eyes hooded, lips parted.
“Let us rinse our hair, then we’ll wash you,” I tell him. After some shimmying and moving around, Sterling stands before the two of us, watching as I roll a bar of soap between my hands then pass it to Dash, who has been quiet. He’s been anxious all day, and if I had to guess, it has very little to do with his fears of getting caught burning remains and a lot to do with the wall of a man standing before us.
I pull Sterling between us, Dash at his back, with me standing in front of him. I smooth my hands up over his shoulders, kneading as I wash. He looks down at me, a drop of water hanging from the end of his nose.
“Thank you for taking care of so much today. For being so loyal. For loving me no matter what,” I tell him, working my palms down his chest, over his stomach. He tenses, and I shake my head, narrowing my eyes at him. “Do you know how much you turn me on? Do you have any idea?” I smooth my hands down his sides, gripping his hips as Dash’s hands curve over his shoulders, washing him from behind. Sterl’s eyes threaten to close, but he fights to keep them open.
“And me,” Dash says, from behind, making Sterl’s eyes widen a touch. He knows it. He has to know that Dash is wild for him.
“Something about hearing that out loud,” Sterl admits as if reading my thoughts. He shakes his head, sending water droplets splattering on the door and wall. “I can’t believe I’m that lucky.”
My hand falls to his cock and he sucks in a breath as I grab it, stroking it root to tip just once. With my other hand, I grab Dash, and pull him around Sterling to stand next to me. Carefully, I getto my knees and look up at Dash, urging him to do the same. And he does.
Sterling, covered in water, chest heaving, cock throbbing, is a sight above us. I press my hand to my lower belly, and chew my bottom lip a few times as I take in the sight. “You drive me crazy, Sterling,” I tell him as I slowly bring his cock to my lips.
Dash bats my hand away, holding Sterling's cock as I start to bob on it. When I peer up, mouth full, I see the two of them are looking at one another. My heart swells as I suck him deeper, steam filling the shower stall.
“I’ve never been attracted to a man until I met you,” he says, his voice raspy and quiet through the downpour. But Sterling hears him, I know he does, because as I suckle him deeper, Dash’s fingers pressed against my lips, he says, “Same.”
Carefully, I lean back, obsessed with the precum that threads between his slit and my lips. I twirl it around my finger and press it onto Dash’s tongue, batting his hand away from Sterling’s cock. I take over holding it as I sift my fingers through the back of Dash’s head, urging him down on Sterling’s erection.
Both of them groan, and we take turns, me and Dash, bobbing on Sterling until he’s tipped forward, gripping the wall, moaning for us to quit. “I’m close,” he warns, breathless, his face beet red from the hot water and pleasure. I help Dash to his feet, grabbing his hard cock as I do.
“Relief is coming,” I tell them both before stepping out and guiding them to Sterling’s bed. We towel off as fast as we can, and with my hands slowly jerking each of them, I tell them just what I want, what we need.
“I want to make love to each of you, separately this time.” I turn to Sterling, “I want you to make love to me, and while you do, I want Dash lying next to me. I want to kiss you both while you’re inside me, Sterl.”
Facing Dash, I tell him the same. “After Sterling makes love to me, and leaves his cum inside me, I want to make love to you.” I press my lips to his, letting my tongue scour his mouth for a moment before pulling back. “I want you tofeelwhat he leaves inside me, and I want you to give me more.” Dash nods eagerly, making me smile.
After grabbing the lube, the three of us clamber into Sterling’s bed, and I pick a comfortable spot on my back, with Dash joining by my side. Sterling stands at the foot of the bed, eating up the room with his presence. He pumps his fist along his shaft, leaving it shiny from the lube. The bed dips as he knees onto it, crawling over me, his gaze shifting between me and Dash.
As he braces himself on one arm, ready to reach between our bodies to bring his cockhead to my entrance, I stop him. “Let Dash,” I whisper, turning my head to find Dash next to me, our eyes locked. “Put him inside me, D. Can you?”
He swallows thickly, lips parted, and nods. “Yeah.”
Sterling’s eyes shut the moment Dash grips him, and I lift my head from the pillow to watch Dash grip Sterl’s erection and stroke it as he guides it to my center. “Oh my god,” I breathe, letting my head fall back into the pillows. “I can’t watch you do that. It’s too hot.”
“Try feeling it,” Sterl deadpans as Dash’s fingers sweep my folds as he aligns Sterling.
When he’s pressed into my center, I nod, and lift from the pillow just enough to let him know I want a kiss. He kisses me, and I reach for Dash’s hand, placing it on Sterling’s back. Dash strokes Sterling’s back as our tongues twist, and finally, he pushes the first inch inside me.
I suck in a breath, my body shocked by the size. I took them both last time but still, I’m adjusting to taking anything besidesmy little vibrator. “How you doing, sweetheart?” Sterl asks, his hazel eyes glowing as he beams down at me.