Trent picked his phone up off the couch as it buzzed again and took a break in his writing to check out the message. It was from Angus.
We'll be there at six PM for Longest Night and bring something to eat. What would be best? I can and will prepare much food.
He thought about it.
Brownies? Also, can you make tamales or burritos or anything?
Angus began responding immediately, the little … appearing.
I make a killer enchilada dish.
Trent grinned.
Perfect. I can fund this if you want.
It's okay. We'll consider it our Longest Night gift to you and Mae.
Sounds good. Thanks again.
*tips hat*
Trent laughed softly and set his phone down. Mae had been right, he got along with Angus pretty well. His mind-mannered demeanor and dedication to grammatically correct texting gelled pretty well with him, as did his love of video games.
So that was Bea, Gregg, and Angus locked down. He'd texted Germ after finally prying his number from Bea. Apparently he had no real online presence, and he was pretty hard to get ahold of in a casual sense. He'd texted last night, after getting the number from Bea, which he'd waited to do until after Mae had fallen asleep following their big emotional climax and relaxing comedown after. They'd hung out with Mae in bed until she'd gone to sleep, and then since he was still feeling awake, he'd gone back downstairs to write more, and then Bea had joined him for awhile.
It felt weird, cuddling on the couch with Bea while Mae slept upstairs.
Finally, they'd gone up to bed. When he'd woken today, Bea had been gone, off to work again, and he and Mae had been just chilling around the house since then. Well, Mae had. Trent had continued his work in investigating the house, going over everything with a more thorough eye now that he knew his great-uncle might very well have potentially belonged to a murder cult. Not exactly a pleasant thought, but he needed to know.
He'd also been texting with Ann about Longest Night, and she confirmed that she'd be there. He had asked her if she wanted to hang out today, but she hadn't responded yet.
His phone buzzed. He checked it. Speak of the devil.
Hey dude, I got my mom's car for tonight and tomorrow. She's off for awhile and just wants to stay home. I can come if you still want.
Definitely want. Trent replied immediately.
Lol okay I'll be over soon.
We'll be waiting.
"What are you texting so much about back there?" Mae asked suddenly. "Are you sexting with Bea or Selmers?"
He laughed. "No, babe. I don't think either of them would be down for that. I think Bea would be too embarrassed."
Mae laughed, pausing the game. "Yeah, totally. But what are you doing?"
"Talking with Ann," he said. It was a half-truth. She knew about Longest Night, but he wondered if she was going to forget he was setting something up for her, and maybe he could surprise her with it. "She's coming over. Borrowed her mom's car."
"Cool!" Mae said, grinning broadly.
"Yep. And also, I have decided the time has come to give you an early Longest Night present."
"What is it!?" Mae cried, leaping to her feet.
"Have a seat," Trent replied, scooting over and then scrolling to the proper place on his screen and then turning the laptop away from her. Mae almost fell onto the couch.
"What is it!?" she repeated, trembling with excitement.
He laughed. "Okay, so, I'm admittedly taking a shot in the dark here, but I wrote something for you. Something I think you would enjoy. And if you do, I can keep writing it."
"Holy shit. No one's ever written something for me before, like besides Bea's song," Mae said, taking the laptop from him when he passed it to her. He waited while she quickly began reading the story. It didn't take long for her eyes to widen. "OH MY FUCKING GOD YOU WROTE DEMONTOWER FAN FICTION!" she screamed.
She at least had the presence of mind to set the laptop back on the coffee table before throwing herself at him. Trent yelled in surprise as she crashed full force into him and climbed on top of him, kissing him deeply on the mouth.
"You are amazing!" she said after the kiss, and then hugged him tightly against her. "I love you so much! This is like one of the coolest presents ever!"
He laughed, overjoyed. "Whew, I'm glad I figured that one out," he replied. She kissed him again, and then once more. "I wasn't sure."
"You already know me so fucking well," she said, staring at him with wide eyes. "This is like perfect, man. I'm gonna keep reading. Is that okay?"
"Yeah, enjoy," he replied. "Although I think we should talk with Selma once she gets here about, you know, if she wants to date us."
"Oh we will. And I'm gonna give you a present in return. One I know for a fact you will love so much!"
"What is it?" he asked.
"I'm not telling!"
"Good." He kissed her again and then she climbed off of him, grabbed the laptop, and started reading. Trent left her to it, feeling an intense, almost overwhelming happiness. He'd never really had much reaction to his writing. He'd gotten some good reception online a few times, but never really anything in person, and never anything that intense. He moved to the kitchen and began looking around for something to make for dinner for the three of him.
He got another text while looking.
It was from Bea.
So heads up dude. My dad kinda grilled me about you. I got him off my back, but he insisted on coming to Longest Night at your place. So, like, be ready?
Trent considered that for a moment, and it abruptly occurred to him that, for once, he didn't feel nervous about the meeting.
He felt strangely confident.
Don't worry, I can handle your dad.
Bea texted back after a moment.
Don't, like, get in a huge fight or anything. I mean, I love my dad, even if he's an asshole sometimes.
He winced slightly.
Sorry, didn't mean it like that. I meant I, with respect and diplomacy, won't let him sweat me.
Lol, okay. Cool. Actually gotta admit, the confidence is hot.
He laughed. Mae thinks we're sexting.
A moment later, a selfie of Bea rolling her eyes appeared.
Of course she does.
He smiled, then frowned as another thought occurred to him.
You talk to him about your job?
A long pause.
Tried to. He derailed with that talk about you. I think he thinks you're cheating on Mae with me, which he seems weirdly conflicted about? Mostly doesn't want me to get played, but also understands why you'd do it?
Trent sighed. I love hearing about how much people look down on my girlfriend.
Another long pause.
I'm sorry dude, some of it's my fault. Actually a lot is. I bitched about her a lot. But I've let him know we're best friends again, and I was wrong about her. It'll take time to reverse the damage. But as for job talk, I'm gonna try for round two over dinner.
He winced, thinking about how awkward that was going to be. Bea was tough, but that wasn't a conversation he'd want to have with anyone.
I'm sorry you're in this position, and I wish you a lot of luck. If it gets bad, or even just uncomfortable, and you need a place to crash, you're always welcome here. Honestly, I might get you a key.
Another pause.
Why the fuck are you so nice and trusting?
Then, before he could answer.
Don't answer. I know why. Sorry. I appreciate it, Trent. Truly. And yeah, if it gets bad, I'll just leave and come over. I'll text ahead of time. Thanks again.
Welcome.
He was tempted to say more, but didn't. Her dad getting ahold of her phone and going through her text messages, if she kept them, was entirely within the realm of possibility. Super shitty thing to do, but some parents had a terrible understanding of privacy when it came to their children. He sighed and kept looking for food.
After coming up with a few options, (frozen pizza, grilled cheese sandwiches, breakfast for dinner), he headed back into the living room.
Just in time, too. There was a knock at the door.
Trent walked over and opened it up, and was glad to find Ann waiting for him. She gave him a surprisingly shy smile. She was wearing a big hoodie that she took off and hung up to reveal a low-cut t-shirt that showed off a lot of her excellent boobs, and some tight jeans.
"Damn, you look good," he said.
She laughed awkwardly. "Thanks. So do you. And...yep, so does Mae."
"Selmers! Trent wrote fan fiction for one of my favorite games for me as an early Longest Night present!" Mae declared.
"Whoa, that's awesome," Ann replied. She smiled at Trent. "Good on you, man."
He laughed. "I just thought she'd like it, and I needed to write something."
"It's good! Like wow it's good! This is making me so horny!"
"I...is it erotic? What type of games have you been playing?" Ann asked.
Mae laughed. "No, it's horror but like, you know, he's a good writer! OH! I get it! Why you were freaking out so much watching me play bass! I get it now!"
"Oh...yeah, okay. I can see that."
Mae suddenly grew serious. "Selmers...Bea can sing. Like a fucking angel."
"Whoa...really?" she asked, sitting down in one of the chairs.
"Yeah, she really can. And make music, too. She performed a song for us and like...holy shit. It was fucking haunting, and really good," Trent said as he sat beside Mae.
"I want to hear it," Ann replied.
"Maybe you could come next time we practice and she can do it again," Mae said.
"Yeah, I'd love that."
"So, uh...how've you been?" Trent asked.
Ann's face twisted awkwardly as she looked away. She shifted in the chair a bit before finally looking back. "So...like...I've got a question."
"Shoot," Trent said.
"Yeah, you can always ask me anything, Selmers," Mae replied.
Ann laughed nervously. "Uh...good to know. So basically...I'm more or less at a fork in the road. My mom let me know a few days ago that, like, she can't really afford to keep having me stay there without a job. And like, I looked all over Possum Springs for work. There isn't much. There's even less for me personally. After the whole thing with Ham Panther and the drugs and the jail, like...it's obvious that most people won't hire me now. So, it's literally down to Telezoft, or…" She shifted uncomfortably again.
"Or what?" Trent asked.
She sighed. "Or you...let me move into your place and I pay the rent with my top notch editing, and chores, and maybe sexual favors?"
"I...hmm," Trent said.
"I think-" Mae began, then stopped speaking abruptly. She sighed. "I think that I know what I want, but it's Trent's house, and he should make the decisions."
"If the answer's no, like, that's fine, dude," Ann said. "I didn't even want to put this on you, but you seem like you might be into it? I figured I had to ask. I really don't want to work for Telezoft. But I will if I have to."
"Okay, let me word this carefully," he said after a moment. "So...I like the idea of you living here. And I know Mae does. And I'd actually be really cool with accepting editing and help around the house as rent. But I don't-I mean, I'm uncomfortable with the idea of, like...trading sex favors. I just feel like it could get uncomfortable, the power dynamic."
"Yeah, I understand that," Ann replied. "Honestly though, it's not like I'd be reluctantly doing stuff with you. Like...I really liked the sex we had. A lot."
"I did too. And so did Mae."
"Oh good lord was it hot," Mae whispered.
"So here's the thing. I've got two options for you. The first is: you can live here, and we hammer out fair chores and editing responsibilities, and we have sex when we all feel comfortable with it."
"Uh...what's the second option? That sounds good," Ann asked.
"Well, Mae and I have talked about it, and we're both in agreement: we would like it if you formally entered our relationship," Trent said.
Ann stared at them both for a long moment. "Really?" she asked.
"Yes. However, there's one thing I have to tell you about. I'm now dating Bea."
"...really?"
"Really."
"Huh. Good for you, dude," Ann replied, smiling suddenly. "Wait...is she dating both of you?"
"No, just me," Trent said.
"She's straight," Mae added.
"Ah. Yeah, I figured. Huh. So she's down with me getting added into the mix?"
"Yeah. We talked with her about it, and she's okay with at least giving it a try."
"Okay. Um...so you both want to date me? We'd be, like, a...I don't know the word. Is there a word? You, and Mae, and me, would all be dating each other? And also you'd be dating Bea on the side? Would she be living with us too?" Ann asked.
"Eventually, yeah," Trent replied.
"Yesssss…" Mae whispered. "Roommate/girlfriend Bea!"
"Huh. Wow." She laughed suddenly. "God, like worst town ever for this. But...you know what? I'm down. Yeah."
"Just so we're totally clear, you aren't accepting this because you feel like you have to because you're in a kind of desperate situation, right?" Trent asked.
Ann smiled. "Given you presented me with a compelling alternative, no. I'm not. I know I seem pretty reserved and quiet, and I am, but I do stand up for myself. If I didn't like you, I'd tell you to shove it and then just grit my teeth and work for Telezoft. But I do like you. Both of you. A lot. I admit, I feel a little weird about it, because you both are definitely younger than me, and I've never been in anything resembling a relationship like this, but...yes. If you'll have me, I will totally date and live with both of you. You both are awesome, and hot, and nice. And fun."
Mae giggled, cackled almost, her grin huge. "YES! This is SO FUCKING AWESOME! I have an awesome boyfriend and an awesome girlfriend and also my boyfriend has an awesome other girlfriend who is my best friend! I love this!" She leaped to her feet suddenly. "Can we kiss!? I wanna kiss so bad, Selmers!"
"Yes, although...can you call me Ann? Maybe not all the time, but like, when we're, uh, together…" Ann replied.
"Oh! How about: Selmers in the streets, and Ann in the sheets?" Mae asked.
Ann laughed loudly, and Trent thought it was the first time he'd seen her show a big amount of emotion. She laughed hard and then shook her head. "Oh, Mae...yes, that's perfect. You're hilarious. I'm pretty chill and I like, you know, touching of all kinds. So basically, unless I say otherwise, if you wanna touch me, or hug me, or kiss me, or grope me, you know, you can do it. Just, and I stress this, within this house and also maybe not if other people are over. Obviously doesn't matter for Bea...does anyone else know about, uh, us?"
"No," Trent said. "As far as I know, no."
"No, not even Gregg or Angus," Mae said.
"Won't take long for Angus to put it together, I think," Trent replied. "He's sharp."
"Yeah, that's been my impression from what Bea and Mae say about him. Well, I don't care a lot if they know. Given they're a gay couple in Possum Springs, I think they know about discretion," Ann said.
Mae sighed. "Gregg got fucked with a lot. I imagine Angus did, too, but I got into a lot of fights over Gregg. I guess being angry all the time can be a good thing. I mean, I got in a lot of trouble but what the fuck ever. Those assholes can fuck off. I used to call them homophobes but now I refuse to. They aren't scared, they're just assholes. And people used to fuck with Bea, too. And me, obviously. So I know about it."
"Yeah, same. I think a lot of people got fucked with in high school and especially middle school at one point or another, but some of us got hit a lot harder," Ann agreed.
"Sometimes literally," Trent muttered.
"I'm sorry, honey," Mae said, reaching out and taking his hand. "But hey! I can give you your present now! It's for sure gonna lighten the mood! Or, I guess, I'll try."
"What's his present?" Ann asked.
"Will you blow him with me?" Mae asked.
"Oh...yeah, totally," Ann replied, standing up.
"Wow, seriously?" Trent asked.
"Yep! Two girls giving you a blowjob. One of them actually knows what she's doing!"
"You're doing fine, Mae," Trent said.
"I have had more experience, but yeah, it's not too difficult." She took off her shirt and then pulled off the sports bra she was wearing, setting it aside and stretching.
"Oh my God, Sel-Ann, your tits are so hot," Mae whispered.
"So are yours, get 'em out...girlfriend," Ann replied with a slow smile.
"Ah, God, yes!" Mae cried, jumping to her feet and pulling her shirt off.
"Just sit back, handsome," Ann said as she moved the coffee table out of the way, clearing a space for them, and then getting down on her knees. Mae joined her and Trent sat back, staring at the two of them as Ann started undoing his pants.
"Happy early Longest Night, lover," Mae said with a broad grin and wide eyes.
"You are both fucking awesome girlfriends," Trent replied.
"I hope to be," Ann murmured as she finished pulling his erection from his boxers. She smiled. "I gotta admit, I like seeing that. I don't want to be a bitch or anything, but...Dennis definitely had some problems during the last few months of our marriage. I know it happens but like jeez did it make me feel bad."
"I'm sorry, Ann. That's a shitty problem to run into," Trent said.
"Yeah, it's...whatever. Sorry I brought it up. Let's just start. All right, Mae. We're gonna lick."
"You could also take a break to kiss every now and then…" Trent suggested.
Ann laughed. "True. Come here, Mae."
"Oh yes I love girl-kisses," Mae whispered.
He saw her hands go to Ann's big breasts and, after a second, Ann doing the same thing to her as their lips met right in front of his erection. They both let out groans of pleasure as they kissed. After a moment, they came away from each other, then they set to work licking. Trent simply sat back on the couch and stared at the two women in disbelief as they lavished him with oral bliss. Ann looked more reserved, though a decidedly lusty look had entered her gaze, and Mae was licking his cock like she was licking an ice cream cone.
It felt amazing.
They went at it for awhile longer, then paused to kiss again, then Ann took it into her mouth and started bobbing her head.
"Wow, that never doesn't look hot as fuck," Mae whispered. "I don't know why, but like, seeing girls suck dick is super hot."
"I have to agree," Trent said, then groaned as a new wave of pleasure came at him. "Fuck, Ann. You are so good at sucking my dick."
She let out a laugh and kept it up for another moment, then took it out of her mouth and passed it to Mae. "He's gonna bust a nut soon, Mae. You wanna finish him off?"
"Yeah, I should. I've never actually tasted his, uh, stuff," Mae replied.
"Don't feel like you have to," Trent said.
"I don't, but I wanna try. See if it's as bad as everyone says," Mae replied, and then she started sucking his dick.
He didn't last much longer.
When he busted a nut in her mouth, it was a pleasure explosion. He groaned loudly, a hand on the back of her head now, as he started cumming hard. Mae made a small noise and an expression of surprise came onto her face.
"Keep sucking," Ann murmured, "he likes that a lot."
Mae kept sucking and Trent groaned loudly.
Ann smirked. "Told you."
He finished and sat back on the couch again, breathing heavily. "Oh wow. Thank you, Mae. Goddamn. So good."
"Huh," Mae said, pulling back and wiping her mouth on the back of her hand. "Not as bad as I thought it was gonna be. Like, not good, more...weird. Kinda gross. But yeah, I can deal with that, I think. Honestly it's nice compared to it going all over me or in my pussy. Although...I actually like when it goes in my pussy, it's just the cleanup that sucks."
"Yep," Ann agreed. "Now what?"
"Lemme get a Fiasco and clean my mouth out a bit, and then we should have a threesome!" Mae said, hopping to her feet.
"Sound good?" Trent asked.
"Yes. I am so down for sex with two hot people," Ann replied.
"Perfect," he said, getting up.