Paulo backed up, and Landon stood to urge me back onto the bed. I fell onto the mattress, and Landon climbed onto the bed with us. Both of them removed their shirts, then raised the comforter to let me climb underneath.
“Scout, now that you can hear me, I have to ask. Is this really what you want?”
I closed my eyes and decided then that I wouldn’t open them until this was over. There was no way I’d be able to focus when I had Desi inches from the bed.
This wasn’t real. This was just first-time nerves.
I nodded, knowing that I had to be careful how I responded to the voice I wasn’t sure was even real. Landon and Paulo could hear me regardless.
One of them reached for my hips, and I lifted my body to let them grab my underwear and start tugging them off of me.
“Really? Why are you so tense, then? They look like they are trying to fuck a mannequin.”
I bit my tongue.
Hands were all over my body, and I couldn’t tell who was who. Which I wasn’t sure I liked. I popped one eye open just as someone shifted their body between my legs. Paulo’s head popped up, and he flicked his tongue over his lips.
“Ooh, have fun with that one. He looks like he thinks he’s really good at eating pussy because no one’s ever told him otherwise.”
I gasped with surprise as a mouth went to my nipple. I shifted to see Landon nipping and sucking at my breast while his hand was on the other one, teasing it a little too hard. It took my attention off Desi and Paulo.
Paulo took that as the green light, and he shifted lower and spread me even further.
“Can he even find your clit?”Desi asked.
I growled, which caused Paulo to laugh. I stiffened. Finally, his tongue made contact with my body, parting my lips.
“Ha! See, I told you. He thinks he’s a God.”
Despite wanting to ignore him, I opened both of my eyes and turned my head. To Landon and Paulo, I was staring at the wall. But I was actually inches away from Desi’s shit-eating grin.
This was real.
Somehow, I knew this was fucking real.
Desi bent down just so he could whisper in my ear.
“This is weird, isn’t it?”
I nodded. I was trying really hard to focus on Paulo. His fingers were exploring. He slid one finger inside me, and I let out a moan. It didn’t necessarily feel good, but it was hard to think about pleasure when I had Desi laughing in my face.
“Fake moans. Bravo.” He clapped. “I can’t tell you how good it feels to hear those every single time. Have you actually had an orgasm since you started fucking this guy?”
“Yes!” I shouted. Fuck it. If he thought I’d been screwing Landon all this time, might as well let him keep thinking it.
Both men on the bed chuckled. Paulo then sat up. I perked my head up and watched as quickly both men began removing the rest of their clothes. Both Paulo and Landon were wearing whitey-tighties. I cringed as I watched them struggle with their long socks. They were eager and reminded me of teenagers. I watched in embarrassment as the moment they were both out of their undies, they high-fived.
“Where did you find these guys? Did they do a beer bong before this? Hm,” Desi frowned. I looked to see what he was looking at. His gaze had flicked over to the naked men holding their cocks and tugging emphatically while nodding eagerly to each other. “Nothing makes you feel better about yourself than seeing the new guy she’s fucking is very unimpressive. Both of them.”
I sighed. He wasn’t wrong.
Just then, Paulo leaned forward, moving past me to his nightstand. He opened the drawer and pulled out two condoms. He tossed one to Landon and quickly opened one for himself, sliding it on with ease.
“Was this your way of saying ‘Fuck you? The first few times, it really stung. Not gonna lie. Now, it’s more hilarious than anything.”
I had to bite my tongue from asking who he got his information from. Obviously, someone had been telling him lies. But why?
“Why is that?” I asked aloud. Both men, whom I was sure were real, gave me weird looks.
