"Baby, time to wake-up, we have to shower and get to mass." Erin is shaking me gently. I groan softly as I roll over and sit-up. She has already showered using what I'd bought from the store last night. I stand and she nods toward the shower, "Water is warm, but not hot so be quick." She has left out the shampoo and conditioner and soap I'd bought. I used them quickly and quietly moaning only a couple of times as I brushed bruises and scratches. My neck was particularly sore.
I dried off and then wrapped the towel around my hair turban-style. Something told me these men didn't run to a hairdryer. I noticed Erin had done the same. She was dressed and had gathered up my clothes. Silently she handed them to me as I dressed and then she sat down over at the kitchen table and pulled off her towel hanging it over the back of the chair to dry. She grabbed the comb and handed it to me as I walked over to her. "French?" I ask as I take up the comb and the bands she flicks off her wrist.
"No, just regular but ponytail it first." I comb her hair straight back and put it in a low ponytail and then I braid it for her. When I've finished I drop a kiss on the crown of her head and we switch places. I hang my towel over the chair in front of me and I put on my boots while Erin combs my hair. Then I sit still for her to fix it as well. "Same?" She asks me.
"No, a bun for me baby." She pulls my hair back and I let my eyes drift over to the mattresses as I hadn't since I'd woken up. Last night had been amazing. The most amazing night of my life apart from my very first time with Erin. Those men lying there were perfect for us in every way. Being that there were two of them neither of us would ever be left wanting. But I remembered what the blonde had called the brunette when he'd been fucking him. Brother.
I knew Erin was going to suggest we look at making them our regular stop if they were in agreement. That would mean seeing them every few months, developing a relationship with them. A regular thing where we'd be more than just fuck buddies. I wanted something more than the holiday hook-up's we'd had since we'd elected to have a man in our lives occasionally. People where we lived knew Erin and I were a couple but they didn't know we swung both ways. Neither of us were interested in any men there, though some still propositioned us looking to 'cure us straight.' Mostly we laughed at them. We'd been together for years, we were happy with each other and yet we knew we wanted something more sometimes.
We'd talked children but neither of us was particularly maternal. Our mothering was saved for our jobs. We loved animals, any animals, we didn't want to be mothers. Erin finished with my hair and I stood silently. "Leave it here." I said to her when she went to gather the toiletries I'd bought last night. She looked at me with a question in her eyes but shrugged and put her coat on picking up her bag as I did the same. "Know where the church is?" I asked as we stepped to the door. I unhooked the chain being careful to not let it jangle. Erin nodded as she looked over her shoulder at the men sleeping entwined together. I looked too.
Dark and light, light and dark. Two halves of a whole. Two bodies, one mind. One soul. And heartbreaking if what'd I'd heard last night was true. I could tell myself it was a pet name but I knew different. Ever since we'd met them I'd been feeling something extra between them. Erin had too though she didn't yet know what I knew. I didn't know how I was going to tell her. We slipped out the door and she closed it behind her taking note of the apartment number. Downstairs she went to the mailboxes and wrote down the name. She came back frowning and said "Only one name, MacManus, that's weird."
"Maybe, let's get out of here," Is all I say in response. We walk to the church, arriving a fair while before the service was due to begin. We sit toward the back and kneel to pray. I finish first and sit back. I usually attend a weekday service, a lot of my job is weekend work but Erin always dragged me to a weekend service when we were in Boston. Though never this church before. It's an old church and a beautiful one. The statue of Jesus on the cross is large and imposing behind the altar. I'm looking at it when I notice someone standing on the other side of Erin who is still kneeling. It's them. Dressed as they were last night with rosaries hanging outside their t-shirts. The blonde in front, the brunette behind. They're looking at us in surprise. Pleased surprise.
"May we join you?" The blonde speaks and the brunette nods in agreement. Erin looks up and I simply nod. Erin sits back as the blonde pushes past us to sit beside me while the brunette settles in beside Erin. Bracketing us so we can't leave I think. As if we would. "We were wanting to take you to breakfast this morning." The blonde leans forward so Erin hears his words as well. I notice the brunette looking at my neck. I'd covered it with a scarf I had in my bag for exactly that purpose for mass, but it wouldn't last I wasn't a fan of clinging things on my neck. But for church I made an exception.
"Sounds lovely, but I have to warn you we both have large appetites, for food that is." Erin grins as she finishes speaking. Both of them grin back. I shake my head at their innuendo.
"Guess we should formally introduce ourselves," I say as I look at Erin with a raised eyebrow.
She nods and speaks. "I'm Erin, this is my other half Mickey."
"Connor." The brunette points to the blonde who points back and answers for him in return.
"Murphy."
"Nice to meet you both." I say. They nod in return and kneel to say their own prayers.
I settle back beside Erin and we wait for the service to begin. I'm sensitive to undercurrents and find myself itching and glancing around. We're the object of a lot of covert glances. I frown as I keep looking and see even more looks. Even the altar boys are glancing out of the vestibule at us. "What the?" Erin looks over at me and follows my gaze around the church. She starts to frown.
"It's us ladies, we've never brought anyone to the church before." Connor speaks as he sits back. Murphy is still praying.
"Well you didn't bring us, we happened to meet here." I'm starting to get pissed off which is not good. I have a thing about people staring at me, I've had it since I stopped stripping. And if they don't stop soon I'll be doing something about it. Erin tries to calm me down taking my hand in hers which is a break of the protocol she usually observes in church. I look at her but I can still feel people looking at us. And I can't stand it. Just as I'm about to stand up and let loose Murphy stands and speaks.
"Morning to everyone," silence descends and even the Father pokes his head out to look at who is speaking. "Now I know that Connor and I usually come in alone so it's a bit of a thrill to see us with some pretty women but we'd appreciate it if we could all be left to our worship in peace, t'would be very rude to be staring at us the whole mass now wouldn't it?" With that statement people turn away en masse and he simply sits down.
I find myself hanging my head hiding a smile, his words had done the job. Before Erin could jab me I leaned forward and spoke to him reaching across Erin to put a hand on his thigh to gain his attention. "Thank you Murphy, you saved this church from a scene." I hear Connor chuckle beside me and Erin glances at him and grins. Fuck, they're already pairing up to treat us like irrepressible children I think.
Murphy grabs my hand and lifts it up over Erin's head to loop around her shoulders and rest it on his and his leans up to grab it and raise it to his lips. "You're most welcome Mickey." He looks back at me, "I like your name by the way, is it short for something?"
"Michaela." I answer as he settles my arm across Erin's shoulders and then loops his over the top to rest on my shoulder. Then Connor does the same and they rest their wrists on each other. I smile as I see them rub each other, connecting in public through us. I snake my arm from under Murphy's and put it down to Erin's thigh and she turns her own hand over to grab my fingers and we lace them together.
The four of us sit like that until we have to stand for commencement of the service.
An hour and a half later we're sitting in a diner ordering breakfast. I'm starving and from the growls emanating from Erin's stomach she is too. I'm sitting beside her and the men are sitting across from us. I order a pineapple juice, asking for a large one. And we order our food, Erin orders a tea and the men coffee. I reached up as the waitress brought our drinks and cutlery to take off my scarf. The men's attention is drawn to my neck. It looked worse than it was, Erin had put some tincture on it this morning. We always carried that with us. Murphy goes to speak but I forestall him.
"Don't turn into a fucking pussy now, you were the best I've ever had last night apart from Erin. Don't ruin it for me now." I speak firmly as I look over at him.
He cleared his throat and Connor looked at him. "Was just gonna say, I hope you won't mind if I do it again some time."
I relax back into the booth, "No, I'd be very grateful if you did it again." Erin nods in agreement as our food is served. We sort our cutlery and condiments in silence I'm about halfway through eating when Murphy speaks again.
"So you're not from around here then?" I answer that we're from a smaller city a few hours away. Erin then takes over telling them we're vets. I specialize, Erin is what's called a family vet. When they hear what I specialize in they both stop eating at look at me. "So that's them bruises you've got on your upper arm then? I thought it was just some weird way your woman liked to tie you down." Murphy snorts in laughter as he says this and I roll my eyes at them both as Connor laughs too.
"No but I can tie you down if you want, I'm good with rope." Connor stops talking to look at me and Erin looks at them both. Murphy sniggers as he finishes eating and pushes his plate away.
"Our Connor has a, an affection for rope shall we say. Though usually I'm the one on the receiving end. I'd be delighted if you could tie him down so he knows what the fuck it feels like. But I," He points to himself and his tone of voice becomes very sarcastic as he continues "don't have the 'knack' with knots apparently. Stupid fucking rope." I can tell this is a sore point between them.
Erin starts to soothe Murphy but I look at Connor, he is looking at me with a barely contained look in his eyes. "Offer is there" I say no more and he nods at me before leaning back and ordering more coffee. We finish breakfast and make plans to meet back at their apartment in the evening. They say they have to work on the Monday so they'd be leaving early but we would still be welcome to stay with them. There is some awkwardness when we part company, what with us all being involved, they kiss both of us and we kiss them back. Some people on the streets stopped to look at us as we were all enthusiastic with each other.
When Erin and I return to our hotel she showers again first and I lie on the bed smelling the remnants of Connor and Murphy on us. I finger my neck feeling the scab that has formed there and I think of the look in Connor's eyes when I'd offered the rope deal to him. Erin comes out in her pyjamas, neither of us are planning to go out again so I decide to put mine on as well. Before I go in I tell her she can't sleep yet, I need to talk to her when I'm out.
Taking my time in the shower, I think about how I'm going to tell her what Connor called Murphy last night. I honestly don't know how she's going to take it, I don't know how I would have taken it if I'd found out in any other way than travelling toward an orgasm. But the more I thought about it the more okay with it I was and if I was being honest, the more it turned me on. I finished my shower, dried my hair and dressing in my pyjamas I left the bathroom still without any idea of how to tell Erin. She was much more of a Catholic than me. This would be difficult on her. If she determined not to see them again I'd be going alone tonight to explain it and tell them we wouldn't be seeing them again.
"So," I say as I sit down on the side of the bed where she is lying down. She switches off the television and looks at me. "Did you hear Connor speaking Russian last night?" She nods and frowns at me. I speak it and Spanish as well as English. Spanish I'd grown up with on the West coast, Russian I'd leaned when stripping, the club had a lot of Russian dancers, and Russian women for the most part seemed to be well endowed. Go figure. "And how you said there was only one name on the mailbox the morning?" She nods again. "Well that's because as well as being a couple, Connor and Murphy," I have to pause and swallow before I continue, "They're brothers, what Connor was saying last night was 'brother I love you' in Russian over and over."
Putting my hand on Erin's knee I wait for her to process what I'd said. I'm not sure whether I expect an explosion or an implosion. But I get neither.
"It fits doesn't it? The way they are with each other, the obvious intimacy that takes years to establish, it's there because they've known each other all their lives." She pauses and breathes deeply a couple of times. "God, I feel so sorry for them." I lean forward a kiss her. After several minutes of us kissing and petting each other I pull myself back, I was now straddling her. I lean back, sitting on her thighs.
"You okay to keep going with them? To maybe try to develop it into a regular thing?" This makes her pause and she closes her eyes while she thinks as I simply sit and wait for her to make up her mind.
"I am," She says at last. "I truly am, but I think we need to wait for them to tell us that they're brothers themselves and we need to be okay if they choose never to tell us."
I smile at her, she is mirroring my thoughts exactly. She grins at me as I say this and pulls me down to her. As she starts undressing me I don't know why I'd bothered to put my pyjamas on in the first place. We slide together, slow this time. And when we've finished we fall to sleep wrapped in each other. I wake some time later and check the time. We're meeting the boys at their apartment at eight. I order dinner for us from room service and wake Erin and go in to clean my teeth again. We're both dressed and waiting for our meal. When we've eaten we gather a couple of things to take with us for the night and putting the trays outside the room we head downstairs and start walking to Connor and Murphy's.
"We should stay closer to them next time, if they want a next time." Erin says and I agree.
"Definitely. I think we could have some fun together. And if it does develop maybe we can look to them visiting us in the future." I'm probably getting ahead of myself thinking long-term like this, they may not want any more from us except for tonight.
"I like the sound of that." Erin answers me. It's a long walk to where Connor and Murphy live but we enjoy it. We will more than likely take a taxi home in the morning but tonight we're enjoying ourselves with the walk. "I wonder how long they've been a couple too?" Erin ponders as we walk. "I think awhile."
"Yeah, the way they are with each other in that respect, it's so familiar, like a second skin or something, I think since they were teenagers probably."
"Think you're right babe, must have been hell to keep that secret at home."
"Yeah." I answer again thinking of how hard I'd had to keep my sexuality a secret from my family to prevent them disowning me as they did when they found out the summer I'd graduated high school. Erin hooks an arm around my neck and draws me down for a kiss knowing where our conversation has turned my mind.
We walk down the street heading straight inside when we get to their apartment building. Assuming the lift is still out we walk up the stairs. As we get to the top we entwine our hands and knock on their door together.
It is opened by Murphy, "Password?" He is standing there completely naked except for a towel around his neck. Erin and I look at each other.
"I don't know the password, do you babe?" Erin asks me.
"Nope, guess we'll just have to hope we can find another way in." We grin at each other and turn back to Murphy who narrows his eyes at us.
"And what way would that be ladies?" He raises an eyebrow at us in challenge.
"A kiss?" I ask as I drop my bag on the floor noticing Erin do the same, we are so on the same page here. Murphy wants to play? We'll play.
"Hmm," He thinks for a second, "T'would have to be me, not each other."
"Of course Murphy, what to you take us for?" Erin asks this in a shocked voice making like Murphy was besmirching our honour. And before he can do or say anything else we kneel right there in his hallway and kiss his cock. Then I lean up a bit and kiss and suck his stomach as Erin takes him into her mouth.
"Fuck me." Murphy groans and let's go of the towel to cup both our heads in his hands. I rub my cheek on his stomach as Erin bathes his cock with her tongue. Then she stops and pulls back and I take over.
"Not yet Murphy but I hope to before the night is over." Erin smiles up at him and I laugh as I give his cock another soft kiss and a flick with my tongue before I grab my bag and stand up as Erin does the same.
"Is that a satisfactory substitute for the password?" I ask with a smile as I shoulder my bag again. Murphy grips his towel again as he looks at us both with a glint in his eye. Then he presents his cheek to me. I make a production of pursing my lips and lean over and kiss it. Then he presents his other cheek to Erin who does the same.
"The fuck? Murph stop fucking grandstanding and get them the fuck in here." Connor is standing behind Murphy now, similarly naked without the addition of any towel.
I feel saliva pool in my mouth as I look at them. They are both fine-looking men. I hope as Erin does that we'll be able to work out something regular with them. We leave on Wednesday morning. So that gives us theoretically three more nights including tonight. Murphy steps back and once we're in he swings the door shut behind us and latches the chain again. But before they can say anything their phone rings. Connor is closest to it so he answers. It's some friend by the sound of it, wanting to know when they're coming to the pub. Considering they're both naked and don't look like they're getting dressed Erin and I shrug at each other and start to disrobe. Looking at Connor watching us I reach for Murphy and he comes willingly to us. I step behind him and Erin in front. They kiss each other and Murphy moans as her tongue piercing strokes him. I kiss his back, running my tongue over his tattoos. Then I kneel and start to kiss and lick his backside. Before I can go any further however Connor interrupts us by standing and coming forward with the phone. He says goodbye to the friend and hands the phone to Murphy who curses him before stepping out from between us and taking it.
"Now where were we ladies?" He smiles as he takes Murphy's place and I laugh.
"No Roc, that be the television" I hear Murphy say as he frowns at me and I blow him a kiss as he narrows his eyes before I return my attention to Connor's backside this time. I lean in kissing and mouthing it as I slide my hands along his flanks. I move them forward and brush them through Erin's hair before I bring them back to Connor and slide them between his legs fingering his balls. He groans loudly and I muffle a laugh against his backside as Murphy says it's the television again. I bring my fingers back and knead Connor's buttocks before I kiss him as Erin did last night. My mouth on his arsehole. I lick and flick at it with my tongue and feel one what I think is one of his hands holding my head to him more firmly but it is only when I feel another hand slide down my back that I realise Murphy is kneeling behind me. He whispers in my ear, "He likes a bit of a nip on the pucker he does."
I pull back and look at Murphy, "Show me." I say. I want to see them do this to each other. He slides in front of me and places his hands on Connor's arse pulling it apart harshly, spreading him way more than I had. I'd remember that for next time, if there was a next time as Erin and I hoped there would be. And he stabs his tongue on Connor's arse, directly over his hole before he leans in and then kisses it as if he's kissing a mouth. God, I feel myself gushing at the thought of his mouth on me later tonight. I start to finger myself as I watch them I can see Erin is sucking Connor down and his head is back as he is fucked from both sides which is a fantastic thing to feel. I slide onto my back and scoot in under and between Murphy's legs then I leans up on my elbows and take him in my mouth.
He stops sucking on Connor long enough to lean down and kiss me briefly before he goes back to his brother though one of his hands moves back behind him to my clit and fingers me as I suck on him. I feel myself riding his fingers to orgasm as I suck him down, taking as much of him as I can into my mouth and keep my eyes on him mouth fucking Connor. And Connor comes with a shout and his knees buckle as he falls forward onto Erin who allows herself to be pushed to the floor. She somehow manages to crawl out from under Connor and is around to me before I come and she straddles me, her hands parting out lips so our clits rub together. I moan around Murphy's cock as he starts to fuck my mouth in earnest now. And as he comes I feel myself explode in orgasm and Erin follow me quickly.
We wind down all sprawled out on the floor directly inside their door. I find my breath enough to ask "Next time, if you want a next time guys, do you think we could make it to the bed first? I think I'm allergic to your carpet." I say as I try to scratch at my itching back.
Erin snorts in laughter at me from her perch on my thighs and I feel Murphy's stomach roll with laughter from where he has spread himself over my chest, how he has managed not to crush me I don't know. And Connor? Connor merely sighs and stands and then before we know what is happening Murphy is yanked off me and tossed toward the closest mattress where he lands in an undignified sprawl. Then Connor leans over grabbing Erin and hauling her up over his shoulder in the fireman's carry taking the few steps to the bed where he drops her on Murphy. They curse him even as they laugh like I do.
Connor squats beside me scooping me up off the floor and taking me to the other mattress where he puts me down gently and lays himself between my thighs, settling in. I can feel his cock hardening against my pubic bone. We haven't fucked yet. But he's telling me he intends to remedy that. I smile at him as he pushes my hair off my face and kisses me slowly his tongue thrusting in and out of my mouth as mine mimic's his movement. Then he pulls back and looks at me for several seconds before he speaks. "Now, about that rope?" I can't help but laugh.