Turns out it was back to a dingy motel because we just happened to be late for the hotel. I laughed at the dismal sight of it.
"Hey! It was the best we could do at a moment's notice."
"Did you even look inside?" I asked, grunting in order to stop myself from laughing. John shot me a glare.
"Unfortunately, we have one big bed and no couch, no cot. We have to share the bed."
"Hasn't stopped us before." I winked, walking over to the bedroom. I heard a fumbling before both boys ran in. I leaned against the bed with my arms crossed, smirking. "No need to rush."
"What you said at the locker room, is that true?" Randy asked. I nodded. Rand and John looked at each other then back at me.
"We…could be lovers? You wouldn't get upset with it?" John inquired, slightly hesitant.
"Would you?" I asked, finally sitting on the bed.
John fell to his knees as if praying. Randy's tongue hit the floor.
"I'm going to take a shower, and hopefully the tub is better than the rest of this place," I said, taking my bag with me into the bathroom. Luckily, the shower was alright. No rust, no rats, nothing. I took my shower in peace, too, although I figured at least one of the boys would run in on me. They pleasantly surprised me.
I walked out in my pajamas, which consisted of shorts and a tank, to see them watching TV. I hopped on top of John to curl up in the middle of them. John was on his stomach, his head at the foot of the bed, and Randy lay on his back, his head at the pillows.
"What are you watching?" I asked, lying on my stomach near John.
"Something with a lot of sex, apparently," he enlightened, nodding his head at the tv. It was a Hollywood sex scene, not a porno one. Nonetheless, it made things low in my body tighten. I wiggled closer to John, out of reaction to the view. Both the movie and his body so close, so hard, so smooth, made me crave sex. I looked back to Randy to see him looking at me with some big bedroom eyes. I winked at him.
I turned my attention back to the TV when I felt a hand on my leg. It wasn't John, since his hands were holding his head up. Randy caressed gentle circles, moving further up toward the back of my thigh. I groaned, picking myself up to sit at the head of the bed with Rand. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders as I cuddled into him.
He wore a Metallica t-shirt, which I slipped my hand under to caress his chest. My fingers played over the bumps of his abs, eventually reaching up to run them over his semi-hard nipples.
He chuckled slightly, and I turned my attention back to the TV. It was still going on? Ooh, the man was finally thrusting into his girl.
Thanks to this, I felt extremely hot. I straddled Randy's waist and teasingly suspended my lips near his. His mouth hung agape in anticipation, his hands travelling up my thighs. I quickly licked his lips before kissing him.
Randy purred from the back of his throat, and I heard John turn around to look at us.
"Hey! You weren't supposed to start without me!" He crawled over to us and kissed my shoulder, his hands gripping my hips. I mashed my mouth on Randy's inviting ones and realized how much I missed this between us. Kissing Randy, and soon John, made me reminisce about the old times when we were just friends, and nothing more binding.
I stopped kissing Randy to kiss John's lips over my shoulder. Randy moved down my neck and chest, pulling my tank up. I stopped kissing John to let Rand pull it up over my head.
Randy brought his attention to my free breast as John went back to my mouth. His kisses were soft and affectionate. I slid a hand under his shirt to caress the beautifully smooth skin of his wonderful body. I sighed into his mouth when Randy sucked hard on me.
I roughly grabbed the back of his neck out of reaction and felt him push me down to the bed.
"My turn," John said, pushing Randy away. He kissed down my stomach as Rand stripped his shirt off. He kissed me as I felt my shorts and panties leave my body. Leave John to escalate things faster than they need to be. I reached over to squeeze Randy's thigh, running it up even further to rub the front of his pants. He hissed sharply, forcing his tongue in my mouth. I moaned from both Randy's tongue and John's down-to-business treatment of my thighs.
I loved it when John sucked on my thighs before sucking on other things. I grabbed Randy's sweatpants when John's talented tongue reached a more intimate area. The former stopped kissing me to pull his pants and underwear off, soon straddling my shoulders, giving me something hard to wrap my lips around. I dug my nails into his thighs as I licked him then took him into my mouth. I moaned around him as John flicked his tongue inside me. I ran my hands down Randy's ass as I sucked him hard. I saw his eyes roll to the back of his head as a sigh escaped his lips.
John stopped doing his magic, but I heard a belt unfastening and a rustling of clothes. He lifted my hips to him as I felt him push himself inside me. I almost bit down hard on Randy still in my mouth, and I heard him intake breath sharply, as I moaned loudly around him.
"Evee…you gotta stop or I'll come," he practically whispered, his hips thrusting slightly from the pleasure I knew I was giving him. I licked him one last time as John thrust deep and slowly in me. Randy got off me so John could hover over me. He kissed me, letting me taste myself, as he continued his maddeningly slow pace of thrusting deep, pulling back slow, only to thrust back in even deeper. I wrapped my legs around his waist to help him with his exploring.
"Ah god, Evee. This is so much better than chocolate and whipped cream!" he exclaimed kissing and biting my neck.
"Well, man, let me at her!" Randy ordered. John thrust deep inside me as he flipped so I was on top. Thank god I knew about this before…well tonight, which is actually years in the future. Whatever.
I rode John a little, loosening up, as Randy kneeled behind me, sucking at my neck hungrily and running his hands all over me. John took control of my hips, pushing me down harder on him, bringing me close to screaming. As John did that, Randy pushed me down forcefully on top of John and lined up with my ass. I relaxed and thought of the pleasure of having both the men of my dreams sharing my body; equally and no fighting. Just that was enough for me to orgasm.
Randy slowly pushed inside, but I made it easier by coating him with my own spit just before. I groaned against John's pec, biting his hard nipple. Both boys were moving their hips in an irregular rhythm, but it was astounding. My breathing was so heavy and their bodies felt so good, it felt like a dream.
And to think, it probably was a dream. But John and Randy felt so good and real; it was hard to believe I could feel their bodies so well in a dream.
Randy was first to come, making sure he pulled out of me. He rocked his hips against my ass to ride out his orgasm before collapsing next to us. This allowed me to ride John like there was no tomorrow. I grinded on him, and he was growling and moaning from the speed I set him at. He sat up quick, catching my mouth with his, making me moan loudly.
The other man watched me fuck John hard, and he bit his lip watching us.
"Come John, come on baby," I groaned, biting at his ear.
"Damn, I'm close Evee…" He flipped so he was back on the top and pounded into me without restraint. I came before he did, screaming my second orgasm for the night. John bit my breast, riding out his orgasm.
Finally, he pulled out of my body, spent.
"That was fucking amazing," Randy said happily, "we have to do that again."
I lay down beside him, kissing his face and mouth. "Maybe."
John spooned against me, kissing my neck and shoulder. "I agree. That was fucking amazing," he whispered in my ear. He kissed John's lips before snuggling between the two. I fell asleep knowing that there could be happiness without marriage.
A/N: This could have taken place between chapters 13 and 14 in So Not the Drama. Thought I'd try to make it chronological.