Page 53 of Convergence

Everett shook his head and looked at me and Nate like he was coming out of a trance. “Where do we sleep again?”

“The RV. There’s only electricity if you start the engine, and very little water in the tank. Sorry, I didn’t exactly prepare for guests. But there’s probably enough for one shower tonight if you’re quick. Start the engine and warm the place and get washed up, but turn the engine back off. Don’t keep it on long,” Easton said and stood and gathered some clothes for us and a battery-powered lantern.

He walked us to the RV and opened it up for us. Everett hugged his brother and mumbled his thanks before heading into the RV and starting it up. Easton looked at me as I approached him. “Thank you for your kindness and your help,” I said and reached up to hug Easton, who stiffly hugged me back. I assumed it had been a while since anyone had hugged him. Nate shook his hand and thanked him before following me into the RV.

We looked around while the engine rumbled. I could hear the heating whirring around us, and I shrugged off my coat and left it on the seat of the small dinette. The guys followed suit. A small dinette was nestled next to a kitchenette that had a mini-fridge and a microwave and sink. A small bathroom with a toilet, sink, and shower stall was across from a closet, and a bedroom was along the back. There was only a bed and a small closet in the room and Everett set down the clean clothes and lantern there.

“Marie Curie 2.0,” Nate said with a grin.

“Marie Curie’s bigger, older sister,” Everett half heartedly chuckled.

“Last one to the shower is a rotten egg,” Nate said and started stripping his clothes off.

I giggled and started stripping as well. I heard Everett rustling behind me as Nate and I sprinted around the corner into the little bathroom, where Nate turned on the water. The water smelled metallic, but it was clear as Nate and I wedged ourselves into the tiny shower stall. It was barely big enough for one person to shower, so there was no way the three of us would fit. The water was ice cold for a few seconds, and I squealed at the temperature. Nate laughed and shuddered before the water warmed, and Everett squeezed in behind me. They pressed me between their wet naked bodies, and I shivered again, though I was no longer cold. The laughing stopped abruptly when we realized we were naked and smashed together. Nate reached down awkwardly to grab the generic shampoo bottle that was on the edge of the shower. He couldn’t bend down fully because of how tightly we were packed in the stall. He opened the bottle and squirted it directly onto my wet head. I tipped my head back and closed my eyes when he started massaging it into my hair. The shampoo smelled heavily perfumed and like the standard “ocean” scent, but it would be effective to clean the dirt from our hair.

“Nate, hand me that bar of soap,” Everett murmured, and Nate stopped washing my hair for a second to grab the soap.

Everett lathered up his hands with the old bar of soap and ran his hands over my body gently and with purpose. It also was an overly perfumed soap, but smelled clean. I moaned at their ministrations and Nate leaned down to kiss me. I was as tall as their nipples, so the water didn’t rain down on me as much. His wet hair slid down and curtained around us in curled sections. Everett ran his soapy hands down over the front of my stomach and over my hips, reaching for my core. I inched my legs apart, my ankles touching the sides of the shower stall as he caressed me between my legs. I sighed and held on to Nate’s hips for support. Everett caressed me slowly, his fingers slipping past my entrance and back out, teasing me.

Nate leaned to the side in a slight crouch to allow my hair to be rinsed with the shower. I opened my eyes when he finished and picked up the shampoo to wash his long hair. He tilted his head down while I massaged his scalp with a slight scratch of my nails. He sighed in pleasure and tilted his head back to rinse out the suds.

Behind me, Everett was hard against the small of my back and was still caressing my pussy, teasing me. I trembled at the intensity of the sensations.

“Want to wash your hair, Ev?” Nate asked.

“My hands are a bit busy right now,” Ev said, his voice husky.

“Wait, are you fingering her right now?” Nate asked, shocked.

I moaned out my answer.

“Oh, I thought you just really liked showers,” Nate chuckled. He opened the shampoo and poured some in his hand. “I guess I’ll have to help then.”

Nate massaged shampoo into Everett’s shorter hair and my pussy spasmed around Everett’s fingers. Everett leaned his head into the shower and rinsed out the shampoo, and handed Nate the bar of soap with his free hand.

“I’m not washing your ass for you,” Nate insisted.

“You would if I asked. But no, it’s for you. I’m done with it,” Everett countered.

Nate ran the soap over his skin, and I watched him intently. My mouth watered at the sight of bubbles sliding down him and tangling in his chest hair before sliding down his stomach to his hard cock. I melted back against Everett’s chest as my pleasure crested and I came around his fingers. My knees turned to jelly as I sagged in his hold. I remembered Everett’s promise to lay me down on the bed and devour me and I knew I wasn’t finished for the night despite the exhaustion deep in my bones.

“Ev,” I gasped. “The bed, please.”

“Of course, baby girl,” Everett said, and lifted me out of the shower as Nate turned off the spray.

“Get her dry and in the bed,” Nate commanded.

Everett found towels in the little hall closet and wrapped one around me, handed one to Nate, and then dried himself off quickly. Nate ran to turn the engine off while Ev rubbed the towel over my skin and picked me up and carried me the few steps to the bedroom. He dropped me on the bed as Nate turned on the lantern. The light was dim, but I could clearly see both Everett and Nate’s erections beneath their towels and their hungry expressions. Nate took my discarded towel and dried his hair with it. I watched his chest and arms flex as he did it, and caught Everett looking as well.

“Further back on the bed,” Everett told me, and I backed into the center of the bed, which I figured to be a full-size mattress. I watched Everett crawl towards me with his signature smirk before his lips crashed down on mine. I gripped him at his jaw with both hands as I deepened the kiss. After our time in the shower, I was well and truly ready for him.

I looked over to where Nate was settling against the wall, his cock in his hand. There were windows on three of the walls in this room, allowing in streams of moonlight that slipped through the trees. The moonlight shone across his eyes and over to the expanse of smooth skin on Everett’s back. I watched his muscles shift and bunch as he kissed down my body to my pussy.

“I’m ready, Ev, please,” I begged.

Everett and Nate both chuckled. But the aching emptiness I felt was not funny and I pouted. Ev licked a circle around my clit slowly, teasingly. He looked over at Nate. “You want a taste?”

“I’m watching you have her this time. It’s your turn,” Nate said and spit into his hand before slowly stroking his cock.

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