Connor wakes when his brother's elbow hits his hipbone. Cursing he unwinds himself from Murphy and staggers to his feet. He relieves himself and wanders to the refrigerator to get a drink. Popping the lid on a bottle of beer he closes the door and drinks. His eyes are caught by the pictures Murphy has stuck to the door. He and Murphy, together as always. Rocco was the only one who came here and he was too fucking dumb to question some of the poses they were in together.
But several months ago Murphy had started adding other pictures. He'd always liked to take pictures had Murph. These had the two of them as always, but they also had another two people. Erin McDonough and Michaela Esteban. Mickey. Connor smiled as he looked at their photos. There were some fucking sexy shots and some fucking funny shots. And that was the problem, right there on the fridge. Murphy had only ever put Connor up before because Connor was his, they belonged to each other as they belonged to no one else. But somehow without either of them realising it they'd started to belong to Mickey and Erin, and they to them.
Connor rubbed his stomach as it told him in no uncertain terms it was time to man up and fucking tell them exactly what he and Murph were to each other. Then they wouldn't have to hide them from everyone. They'd be able to go to the pub with them, be able to shop down at the grocery store with them. They wouldn't have to go into other neighbourhoods to fucking eat in public. He was surprised the girls hadn't made an issue out of it. In the several times they'd gotten together, much as they'd fucked around, they weren't just that. Connor knew it. Murphy knew it. And whether the girls said anything, they knew it too.
Two strong arms slip around his waist and Murph's stubbled chin rests on his shoulder as he sighs in Connor's ear softly. "We gotta tell 'em Con."
"I know Murph, never thought I'd say this about anyone else but I don't think I could stand to lose 'em." Connor leans his head on his brother's and they stand looking at the photos on the fridge as dawn breaks and light slowly floods their apartment.
Murphy is home before his brother, they didn't often get a different shift at work but this week it had happened for the first time in a year or so. He starts dinner, he cooked, Connor burnt water. He thinks of what he wants to cook for Erin and Mickey when they come this weekend. He and Con have decided to tell them that they are more than lovers. While they're both nervous Murphy has more faith that it will be okay. He thinks it's because he and Mickey connect on what he calls a cellular level with that base need for violence they have. To give and to receive it. And Connor and Erin connect on a cellular level in their regard to watch. And to be told what to do. Somehow the four of them, as strong as they were they were almost like four parts of a circle. Or four circles that overlapped with each other. If they accepted them Murphy had an idea for something they could all have that would connect them, together and separate.
It was something Murphy had never experienced before with anyone other than Connor and at first it had freaked the shit out of him. When he'd seen Mickey in church the next morning with a scarf around her neck he'd wanted to drag the priest to the confessional booth and unburden his soul. He always felt the need to do that when he drew blood. But that need had stopped when they'd been at breakfast later and she'd taken off the scarf and blasted him. She'd been right though he'd never admit it. He had been going to apologise. But when she'd said she wanted more a switch had been flipped in his brain. And he'd told her he wanted more too. And he'd taken more, every time they came back he took more. He glanced down at the red scar on the inside of his left elbow. She'd done that to him their second get together. And he'd fucking loved it. She had one or two scars from him as well. And they always went home covered in bruises, both of them. Happily, just like he and Con ended up covered in them too.
He has dinner cooked and has eaten his own by the time Connor gets home. He reheats it for him so he doesn't explode their new secondhand microwave – again – and sits with him while he eats. He glances at the fridge and smiles and Con catches him. "Looking forward to seeing them then?" Murphy nods. "Decided what you'll be cooking for us then?" He nods again. "Suppose I'll be pushing the fucking shopping trolley with you?" This time Murphy shrugs instead of nodding. Connor raises his eyebrow.
"Erin called before, they're coming Friday night, we'll shop together." Like Murphy, Erin was the cook. Unlike Connor Mickey didn't burn water. But the only thing she really did in the kitchen besides follow directions and didn't that make Murphy smile, was bake. He'd thought his Ma baked a mean cake but Mickey's baking put hers to shame and then some. Though the devil would take his tongue before he'd admit that to anyone but Connor.
"We'd be doing this then Brother?" Murphy swallows as he looked across the table at Connor.
"Aye Brother mine, we'd be doing this." Murphy answers him. This time he sees Connor swallow.
"Come on, lazy." Erin calls me as I finish up my packing and close my bag.
"Oh for the love of, anyone would think we were getting some this weekend." I grin as I walk downstairs past her huffing at me on the landing. We take our stuff outside to the waiting taxi and then head to the station. When we're settled on the train we talk quietly.
"We sure about this?" I ask Erin. She nods and I take a deep breath and release it. "Won't deny I'm looking forward to it if they say yes." It would be nice to share our space with them I think. We'd decided to ask if they wanted to come visit us next. A year of travelling to Boston every six to eight weeks was getting old. It would be nice to have them come to us now and then. It was a step forward for us too, we'd never even thought about bringing someone home before.
When we arrive at the station I get a surprise to see Murphy waiting for us. He hugs and kisses us both and takes our two cabin bags to wheel them, we settle on either side of him. "Where's Con?" Erin asks as we walk to the T that will take us closer to their apartment. We'd started staying with them a few trips ago.
"Different shift this week, we're back on the same next week, he finishes at eleven." We ride to their side of town talking quietly. There is never a lack of conversation with us, or a lack of sex. I tune out as he and Erin start talking about our Saturday meal. She was so happy when she found Murphy cooked and enjoyed it as well. I look over the train as we ride and an idea comes to me. A kinky one. I interrupt them.
"We should go meet Connor when he gets off work, ride back with him. Together." The way I say together Erin knows immediately I've got something in mind, Murphy narrows his eyes at me but then he merely nods. I love that about him. He accepts without question. Connor would drive me insane, if he were here now he'd be bugging the shit out of me to find out what I had on my mind.
We've taken our stuff back to the apartment and settled in. We've had dinner and left Connor a serve on warm in the oven. And we'd shopped for tomorrow night's dinner. I'd been somehow shanghaied into making a dessert so I'd grumbled my way through shopping for that too. We wait at the subway for Connor instead of walking all the way to work as I'd thought we would. But that makes sense, I assumed work like their local bar knew they were brothers.
Connor comes toward us, his stride ground eating as always. His head is down and he's smoking a cigarette. Erin slips out just as he comes up on us and plants herself in his path. His proximity warning is a tad late and he ends up bumping into her. Her arms slide around him and his immediately come up cupping her face, the cigarette still between his fingers. They kiss softly and Murphy slings his arm around my neck drawing me in as we watch. And just like that we are together. When he and Erin finish greeting each other Connor moves to Murphy and I greeting both of us in turn with a toe curling kiss.
Then we're walking down the stairs to the T. Murphy nuzzles Erin's neck as we go down and she in turn slides an arm around my waist and Connor slips an arm around my shoulders. We usually annoyed the hell out of people when we walked four abreast. We were so a part of each other equally that we didn't pair off anymore, it was like we were all connected in some way. Tonight however there is no one else around to get cranky at us. We wait for our train and we start kissing and touching each other. Probably not an overly good idea in public but for some reason the boys aren't bothered tonight. Connor backs me into Erin who presses into my back and winds her arms around me with Murphy pushing into her and then reaching for myself and Connor. He can just manage to reach past me and put a hand on Connor's hip. I hear him moan lightly as Murphy digs his fingers under his jeans to touch bare skin. "Fuck Murph," Is all he says as he buries his head in my neck and puts his mouth to my pulse point.
I smile as I feel Erin put her mouth on my other pulse point and Murphy put his other hand on my hip, digging in under my shirt to touch my hip as well. He inadvertently stretches the material of my skirt pulling it down and I flinch and jump. Erin chuckles at me. Our train arrives and we step into the car. I wander down to one end looking for what I want but we have to go one car back until I find it. It's an older train car with seats that face each other at the ends. I push Connor into one seat and sit on his lap and Erin does the same with Murphy. I snuggle to Connor who looks at me and I smile and cut my eyes to Erin and Murphy. "Ready to watch?" I murmur to him as Erin turns so she is sitting with her back to Murphy. She straddles his legs and he seems to pick up immediately on what she wants and spreads his legs obscenely wide.
Erin slips her skirt up slowly, then Murphy's hands are there as he murmurs to her, we don't hear what he says but we get the gist when she moves, sliding her hands up under her own shirt and starts to play with her nipples. Murphy looks over at us, first me then Connor. And he grins as he teases us by letting Erin's skirt drop down a bit before both of us make sounds of displeasure. He raises an eyebrow at us like he's saying 'you really want to see?' Connor huffs and quietly threatens dire withholding of orgasms on Murphy who simply laughs. I narrow my eyes at him, he's having entirely too good a time at our expense. Connor thinks so too as I suddenly feel myself twisted on his lap and straddling his own widely parted legs. My skirt was not a hippie skirt like Erin's. It is long, a pencil skirt. The only one I actually owned. It had an advantage in that it was stretch though. As soon as Connor spread my legs I slid my skirt up. No teasing for us. I am not wearing anything beneath it. Both Erin and Murphy gasp as they see me spread and wet in front of them in public. Erin keeps playing with her breasts, pinching her nipples from what I can see. Connor's hands are on mine pulling my hands behind me to grasp his cock. He is hard and he groans as I pull his zip down. I manage to release his cock and as I raise myself up I finally see my baby exposed as well. Murphy has stopped playing and pulled her skirt all the way up. She is naked underneath too. His fingers dip into her causing her to moan as she watches Connor's hands on me. I look at her and we get lost in our own world. I'm with her, those are my hands manipulating her nipples to the hard aching nubs I know them to be. She is Connor's hands on me.
And then I rest my hands on Connor's hips and raise myself up. He tilts his pelvis and I slide down on him like we haven't been apart for the last two months. I groan long and loud as he bottoms out in me. I can't help it, he feels too good. Only thing better would be both he and Murphy at once, but I'm still working up to getting that from them. I feel his breath in my ear before his mouth is on my neck. "Let's beat them Mickey, for teasing us." Connor whispers in my ear. I laugh with what breath I have as he has already started to move in me. And I look at Erin and Murphy, he's not even in her, still playing with her as he looks at us. She however has moved her hands behind her to his cock from the way his thighs are flexing.
"Competition." It's all I can say to Connor as I move my hips racing toward an orgasm and trying to take him with me. He laughs delightedly. If we know one thing, Erin and I know Connor and Murphy love to compete with each other.
"Last couple to get off does the dishes tomorrow night." Connor says this loudly as he then starts to thrust up into me. Fucking hard.
Murphy curses him as he grabs Erin's hips and pulls her up and pushes her down on his own cock. Erin groans and I find myself groaning in response to her pleasure. Connor's hands move, grasping my hips and moving me up and down on his cock. He is working us toward orgasm with complete concentration. I see Murphy looking at us and he starts to move in Erin who clenches around him, her head falling back on his chest. 'Play with your tits, drive them fucking insane." Connor's breath is harsh in my ear as he bites my lobe, then sucks at the skin directly beneath it. "Distract them." He pushes up my jumper taking my shirt with it. I don't usually go without a bra but tonight I'd made an exception. My breasts were exposed to the cool air of the train, my nipples hardening. I pulled on my nipple rings immediately causing a slow burn to start in my pussy. It was only magnified by Connor's cock moving in and out of me.
I can't catch my breath from the feelings he is evoking to the feelings I'm getting from seeing Murphy fuck my Erin. He's taking her fast, fingers holding her hips as he moves in and out of her faster and faster. I can see he's bringing her on quickly. I move my hands down, one of them starting to circle over my clit as I start to work my muscles on Connor. My other hand I slide down to his balls, cupping them, fondling them and rolling them around in the palm of my hand. Suddenly Connor leans up one of his hands grabbing my hair as he bites the side of my neck. It pushes me over the edge and I find myself spasming on him uncontrollably as I shudder in his arms. And my orgasm triggers his. I feel his sperm shoot inside me flooding me with more warmth.
Connor leans back in his seat taking me with him. I lay on his chest as we both get our breath back and watch the show that is Erin and Murphy. Erin's fingers are up under her shirt at her own nipples, her fingers twisting and pulling them relentlessly. It's enough to arouse me again. And Murphy is holding her with one hip while he piston's in and out of her pussy. His other hand is on her clit, fingers scraping over it repeatedly. Then she groans and he starts to flick at her piercing. He knows that drives her crazy. When she comes I can see her juices gushing down his cock and balls. And then he comes as well and she pushes down on him rotating her hips making him groan all the more.
I hear Connor breathing more heavily behind me and know he's aroused again as well. Before we can start again however the door down the other end of the carriage opens someone walks through. Connor pulls out of me and pushes my skirt down as I slide my legs to the side trying to leave a little room for him to zip himself up. Erin merely slides her skirt down while Murphy zips himself up. We manage to get Connor's zip done up just as the guard reaches us. We ignore him pretending to be talking to each other about a movie we'd actually gone to see last time we were together.
"Evening to you all." He says politely as he passes.
"Evening to you Sir." Connor answers
"Aye, a fine evening it is too." Murphy answers as well. Erin and I merely nod.
We're back at home for the evening. I'm taking a shower and Erin and Murphy are keeping Connor company while he eats dinner. I'm bent over towel drying my hair when I feel hands wrap around my hips and slide up under the towel to play with me. I know immediately they're Murphy's. He likes to come to me after I've showered and get me hot and sweaty again. I smile to myself as I ignore him. Then I feel teeth nip at the back of my neck and I smile. He wants that tonight. Usually it's our last night that we're together when he finally gives into himself wanting that dark violent sex that I love as much as him.
I knew that morning when he'd seen my neck that he'd had trouble with what he'd done. And I knew that me being okay with it had made him mostly okay with it, but he still struggled. So I let him work up to it. I push back on him and he rakes his jagged nails down my arms harshly drawing a groan from me. Then his hands yank the towel down just as they pull my hair so I'm standing in front of him. But this time is different, this time Connor is there with Erin. He takes my mouth while Murphy holds me prisoner and Erin, my Erin pulls on my nipple rings, They're all making sure I feel everything being done to me.
"A little birdy tells me you have a birthday coming up my darling." Murphy's voice whispers in my ear. I shudder as his brogue sweeps across my senses.
"Aye 'n that same little birdy tells us you have something in particular you'd like us to do to you as well, something dirty and filthy and unmentionable in polite company." This time it's Connor speaking to me. I can't answer, I can only receive their touches with moans and keens of pleasure. I have never heard such things come out of my mouth.
"We'd be thinking we should give you what you want, seeing as your birthday is so close and all." Murphy again. As he finishes speaking his teeth latch onto my neck, biting and sucking as if he's trying to suck the blood from my body. Connor stops kissing me and Erin stops touching me to watch us. And when Murphy slides his hands down to my pussy, sliding a single finger across my clit I come.
Completely unexpectedly to all of us, but they've got me so hot with their words and their promises that I'd simply boiled over. Before I can even catch my breath Connor pulls me to him and lifts me up "Go lay down brother." He says. That is like a dash of cold water in my face. I don't allow myself to tense however though I look at Erin, she looks at me and smiles. I smile back wondering if they even realise what they've said. Erin leans over and kisses me and Murphy walks past us to lie down on one of the mattresses. Connor puts me down on Murphy making sure I straddle him and as I lower myself to my knees he is there with me taking Murphy's cock in his mouth making sure it is fully hard for me. I slide my hand down his back after slicking it up and push it against his own entrance, I feel him push back on me and my finger enters him. He pulls off Murphy's cock and kisses me as he maneuvers me over it and pushes down on my shoulder. I pull my finger out of him on a groan and fall forward resting one hand on Murphy's chest. He groans as well around my fingers as I pushed the one that had been in Connor into his mouth. I feel Erin at my back pushing fingers inside my own arse. They're cold with lube. She pushes me forward and leans over me licking and kissing my back. I feel Connor stand and groan himself as Erin leaves my back to suck his cock herself.
Murphy's hands are on my nipple rings pulling them and twisting them. He's making me crazy and he knows it. "You ready?" I can only nod. I feel Erin's fingers withdraw and Connor kneel behind me his hands holding my hips to keep me steady. Then Erin is beside me, kissing me and telling me how beautiful I am, now much she's enjoying Con and Murph taking me apart. And I kiss her as Murphy pulls and twists at my nipples, his cock huge and throbbing inside me as Connor pushes into my backside as well. I feel it blinding me, it is taking me over, but at the same time I know exactly what it is that is happening and I relish it. I can feel myself moving toward that white light that is the highest pinnacle of pleasure I've ever come across.
They're moving in me, Connor pushes in and Murphy pulls out and then they repeat themselves. Over and over. They're chasing their pleasure with mine. Erin has moved away to watch leaving us to each other. I can see from the corner of my eye she is touching herself, getting off on our pleasure, our performance. Suddenly Murphy leans up and takes my mouth in a bruising kiss and Connor moves down over my back and his teeth take over where Murphy nipped me before, the spot is sensitive and he makes it more so. Then they kiss each other over my shoulder. They lean sideways and kiss me as well, the three of us twining tongues in a messy saliva dripping kiss. And then I lower my head to Murphy's neck as they move back to each other. I kiss and lick at Murphy's neck as one of his hands continues to torture a nipple, the other having been taken in hand by Connor. Then words penetrate.
"Bite him lass, make him bleed for me." It is Connor. Murphy's groan against his brother's lips is a breathless sound containing nothing but acquiescence. And so I bite Murphy, hard. I latch on to the cord on his neck and I bite as hard as I can feeling my teeth cutting into his skin and breaking it. And as I taste his blood my orgasm rolls through me, shattering me. I find myself breaking away from Murphy's neck seeing the blood ooze up and out of the bite I'd given him and I move my head seeking Connor's lips to share his brother's blood with him. I am barely conscious as he crushes my lips pulling my neck awkwardly to the side. I'm aware of very little except Connor and Murphy orgasming inside me almost as soon as I do myself.
When I come back to myself I'm lying on my side on Connor's shoulder as he hugs me. "Murphy?" I question.
"Erin is cleaning him up." He pauses as he strokes my hair softly. "You did me proud lass. Made him come perfect for me." I snuggle closer to him.
"I like it." I say simply because it is true. Murphy and I are a perfect match in that respect. "And I know it's hard for you, you feel like you're hurting him even though you're not." I say no more only wrapping my arm around his chest more securely. Connor pauses in his stroking of my hair before continuing.
"Aye." It is all he says, it is all he needs to say.