Two months later I pull my vehicle into the train station. I'm alone as Erin always works late on a Thursday. I lock the car and head inside to wait for Murphy and Connor's train. It's weird, them coming to visit and at the same time it feels right. We should be sharing our space with them. It's where a real relationship would lead and we've all decided that we want a relationship.
We've cleaned out some drawer space in our bedroom for them and space in the bathroom. I'd already bought their toiletries and told them they didn't need to bring those. As we were looking to alternate visits it's easier if they just have a set here like we do in their apartment. And for them we'd stocked up on alcohol. The cigarettes I refused to buy. Their train is on time. I watch people get off looking for them. And finally they step off, all long legs and lean bodies wrapped in their pea coats. Their sunglasses sit on top of their head as they're inside.
I stand and wait for them to work their way over to me. Murphy drops their single duffle that he's carrying and scoops me up into a kiss that is all tongue and hands that scrape over my body. Then as he lets me go Connor replaces him. I smile into his mouth as he licks my lip piercing before breaking away. "Hello boys." I say to them.
"Mickey, s'good to be here." Connor answers me. Murphy nods and grabs their duffle again.
"Did you manage to change your shifts around?" I ask as I turn and walk toward the exit with them falling in on either side of me. They'd been scheduled morning shifts next week and had been trying to switch them to evening so they could stay until Tuesday.
"Sure did." Murphy answers. They stop and stare at my vehicle. It makes me fully aware that they just don't know what our lives are like here. While we don't live in a small rural town, it is not exactly metropolitan either. It's very much an equine community and my vehicle reflects my work. Erin and I had never bothered getting non-work vehicles though maybe we should revise that with the way Murphy and Connor are looking at my truck.
"Shotgun." Connor suddenly calls the passenger side. But Murphy surprises him by just smiling. Connor frowns at him but he doesn't explain. I unlock the door and watch Murphy's fine arse slide in followed by Connor. Then I put their duffle in the back and get in the driver's side. Murphy immediately takes my mouth again in a kiss and Connor groans as he understands why Murphy is glad to be in the middle.
Murphy pulls away and leans back on Connor who slips an arm around him. "Thank you for having us Mickey." He says with a wicked smile. "I'm looking forward to fucking you and Erin in every room in your house, especially that bathtub you always mention." I narrow my eyes at him and point.
"Don't you lay a fucking finger on me until we're home and inside, I don't need an accident Murphy MacManus." He simply continues to grin and makes no promise at all. Of course I hadn't expected him to. But still he manages to misbehave anyway. I shake my head as I watch him feel up Connor who is groaning like a whore as he pushes toward his brother. Murphy has pushed Connor back against the door and is kissing and licking at his neck while his hands rove over Connor's torso. Then I hear a clink and glance over to see him opening Connor's pants.
Shaking my head I squirm in my seat. I find myself thinking Murphy needs a spanking and that I should tell Erin what he'd done and let her have at him. In fact, I glance over. Yes. He definitely needed to face Erin's crop. While Connor is roped so he can't do anything but watch. I purse my lips as I pull into the driveway mulling it over. The trick will be to get Murphy to stand still long enough to work it out. I sit in the truck with Murphy still going at Connor. He's jerking him off hard and fast.
The garage door opens and I pull the truck inside and switch it off. I wait for the garage door to close before I move. Then I let myself out of the truck and grab their duffle taking it inside with me I leave them to their fun knowing they'll find their way inside soon enough. In our room I unpack their clothes and shove the duffle in the wardrobe for them to pack and take home. The rope I put on the floor of the wardrobe so it's easy to get at. It's a bright, beautiful red colour that I know will look lovely on Connor's skin.
I'm back in the kitchen when they stumble in from the garage. They're looking around all at once even as they go to remove their coats. I push cups of coffee at them. Connor takes his with a thank you and blows on it before he sips it. "Want us to take our shoes off lass?" He asks. I shake my head.
"Not unless they're dirty or wet, then you leave them in the mud room that you just came through." I answer.
"How about a tour then?" Murphy asks me as he warms his hands, hands that had just jerked off his brother in my fucking truck while I drove.
"Sure thing." I answer and take them through our home. Dining room, living room, two offices all downstairs with the mud room and kitchen. I decide to show them the basement later. Upstairs there are three bedrooms and baths. I save our bedroom for last knowing it's what they want to see most. "And here's our room, hope you like our mattress." It's a king size one and the bed is high. "How long since you've slept in a regular bed?" I ask them curiously.
"That'd be since we left home lass, and that were when we were just twenty. So it'd be going on twelve years now." I shake my head at them.
"Lazy brats." I say without any heat. They just laugh at me and Murphy goes to the mattress and dives on it rolling around. I laugh at his antics, and then find myself breathless as Connor grabs me and throws me on the bed on top of Murphy. I find myself between them before I know where I am.
"No." I stop them from going any further. "Our first time here needs to be with Erin."
"I'm here baby, don't stop." I turn and see her standing there in her work clothes. I can smell her from the bed. She smiles and heads to the bathroom. "I need a shower. Feel free to continue while I do that." She speaks. I feel Connor's weight shift and know he's going to follow her to the shower. I give thought to joining them when Murphy moves under me.
"How much did I piss you off in the truck Mickey?" He asks me quietly. I ponder as I look down at him, sharp cheekbones, narrowed eyes, those two moles. Why did I like the smaller one, the one near his nose more than the one near his lip? I lean down and kiss both of them before I sit up.
"A great deal Murphy. So much so you need to be punished." I say to him as I sit on his cock feeling it harden beneath me.
"Any punishment you give me Mickey, I will gladly accept." He says with that wicked grin again. I smile back at him and something in my smile make him uneasy as his smile slowly fades.
"Oh I won't be the one punishing you Murphy. My baby will do that." I lean down to kiss him, winding my hands through his hair and grasping his head to pull him back up so he is sitting. Then I pull his shirt up and over his shoulders. I push him flat again and sit up smiling. "My baby will be the one who doles out the punishment to you." I grin flat-out this time as he stops smiling altogether. I can tell I've made him uneasy and he is right to feel that way.
"An apology wouldn't be sufficient then?" He asks me. I shake my head.
"You can try, but it's not me you have to apologise to now Murphy." I push myself off him and get off the bed, moving around it I unlace his boots and take them off along with his socks. Then I watch as he unbuckles his belt and pushes his loose jeans down along with his boxers. I hear Connor and Erin in the bathroom and glance over at it. "You're welcome to join them if you'd wish." I say to him.
Murphy shakes his head. "I'm exactly where I want to be Mickey."
"Suck-up." I mutter back at him. I watch his grin flash across his face.
"Well, Con pointed out to me how rude I was to you, I feel I should make amends." I narrow my eyes at him.
"Amends how?" I ask wondering if he'll pick up on my thoughts or if I can slip what I want right past him. If he agrees before he realises then he won't go back on agreement, even if I've tricked it out of him.
"That would be for you to decide Mickey." Murphy smiles at me again and strokes his cock, he's in our bed fully naked and expecting to come. But I'm feeling contrary. I climb on the bed, straddling Murphy, sitting back on his thighs so he can continue to touch himself. I do love when I can watch him and Connor with each other or on their own.
"It would be entirely what I decide Murphy?" I ask quietly as I watching his hand on his cock stroking languidly.
"Yes Mickey." He answers quietly.
"Hmm, okay then, let me think." I'm lying I know exactly what I'm going to extract from Murphy. But I'm nervous. It will give me power over him and I'm damn sure he'll extract the same promise from me some time in the future. "You," I lean down and kiss Murphy's chest, my tongue flicking a nipple. "And your cock need to obey me in every way, for the next twenty-four hours." I sit back and look down at Murphy. He is looking at me with a look of disquiet. His gaze flicks to the bathroom and I hear Connor and Erin laughing and moaning together.
"Just you Mickey?" He looks back at me and asks me.
"Just me baby. I'll make it good for you I promise. Eventually." I smile at him as I pause before saying eventually. And that somehow reassures Murphy. Because the smile I get in return is just filled with wicked filthy promise.
"You'll make sure Con and Erin know that I'm yours for the next day?" He asks me as his hands slide up my thighs. I'm still dressed while he is now completely naked.
"Oh yes baby, I'll let them know."
Murphy grins at me, silly man. "Then I agree to be yours for the next twenty-four hours. Counting from," He looks around for a clock and picks up my alarm clock, turning it toward us. Eight fifteen PM." He looks at me and raises an eyebrow. "Is that acceptable Mickey?" I smile as I nod at him. Then I smack his hands away from his cock.
"No coming until I say so." He freezes and looks up at me in horror.
"What, no fucking way!" He nearly yells at me as his hands return to his cock, almost in defense of what I'd just said. I laughed as I bat them away again.
"You're mine for the next twenty-four hours Murphy, your orgasms are mine as well, you gave yourself to me, you have to do what I say, when I say and how I say." I answer him as I watch him carefully. I doubt he's gone without an orgasm for more than eight or so hours since he'd first discovered them. Both Murphy and Connor were incredibly sexual creatures.
He looks me over and when his eyes meet mine I see the realisation dawn in his eyes. Realisation that doing what I say is sexual, not something like 'make me breakfast' and I can see he's nervous. We're both dominant people. Inside the bedroom and out. And Murphy has never truly given control over to anyone I expect other than Connor and then not often I would say.
Murphy does not have that need to give control over that Connor has inside him, the need to be immobilised and told what do to, when to do it, how to do it. Neither do I. But that didn't mean I didn't like to take control now and then. And my doing it to Murphy this was only ensuring he'd reciprocate some time in the near future.
Slowly, so slowly I know he'd either looking for a way out or just wanting to piss me off again Murphy moves his arms, spreading them out at his side so he is lying on the bed with his arms spread-eagled. And then he looks up at me mutinously. "I won't beg you know Mickey." I raise an eyebrow at him.
"You're challenging me Murphy? Now? When I have control over your cock for the next day?" I ask him incredulously. He looks at me and his lips thin as he realises what I'd said. I had control over his cock. And I realise he's truly uncomfortable.
So I back off.
"It's okay," I smile down at him as I lean down and kiss him. "Apology accepted Murphy, now go shower with Erin and Connor, I'll reheat dinner." I climb off the bed and move out of the bedroom and downstairs before he can speak.
I'm downstairs and have set the table when they enter, all three of them looking very well sexed up. I grin at them and start to serve the stew Erin had made before work and let simmer all day. Our conversation is lively like it always is, jumping from subject to subject without rhyme or reason. I have a couple of house calls to make tomorrow but Erin has the day off and we both have the weekend off as well as Monday barring emergencies.
"So what movie do you want to watch?" Erin asks Connor as we clear the table. I shake my head at her and she looks at me.
"They haven't seen the basement." I answer her unasked question. And she grins.
"Well boys," she jerks her head toward a door. "Head on down and pick a movie for us to watch." They frown at her but she just jerks her head and they open the door hesitantly and walk down the stairs. The light illuminating the stairs comes on when the door is open. Tossing a look back over at us they both walk downstairs. Erin and I stand waiting in silence for the remarks we know we'll hear. About two minutes pass and suddenly feet are heard on the stairs.
"Fuck!" Connor shouts as he comes and grabs us both in a massive hug. "Fuck, you two are fucking awesome!" And he is gone again, downstairs. This time we hear him exclaiming. "Charlie! Clint! Bruce!"
I chuckle, "Go on baby, I've got this, you've worked all day." I kiss Erin softly and she returns my kiss. She looks at me for a few seconds letting me know she knows something is bothering me but she knows I'll tell her when I want to. I smile back, it's so good to have someone who knows when something is wrong but doesn't push you before you're ready to talk about it. I hear Connor thanking Erin profusely and she laughs as she says for Connor to thank me as I was the movie fan. I grin as Connor yells up at me.
"Thank you Mickey my darling, from the bottom of my heart."
"You're most welcome Connor." I shout back down. I hear Erin telling them to put the movie on, I wouldn't mind and I yell down for them to start it. I shut the door so the light from the stairs doesn't distract from the cinema experience I'd arranged in the basement. When I've cleaned the kitchen though I don't go downstairs. I can't settle. I'm about to take a bath when the work phone rings. We've got two lines, work and home and we have different coloured phones for each one and we keep them littered everywhere. I pick up the white one. "Mickey Esteban." I answer. I listen and then tell the horse stud I'm on my way. Hanging up I debate interrupting the movie and decide not to. I pick up the work phone again and direct it to our message service and then leave a note on the fridge for Erin, Murphy and Connor and I head upstairs to change. When I'm back down I grab my outer gear from the mudroom and then move into the garage.
When I'm on my way to the stud, I admit to myself I'm glad to get out of the house. Murphy had bothered me before. His hesitation had implied a lack of trust in me and that had hurt me. I knew I was being stupid and that he and Connor did both love and trust us. But, something lingered. Maybe a holdover from my childhood, I wasn't sure. All I knew was I was grateful to have this time to myself. When I was at the stud I took care of the gelding with colic. And then I received another call and was on my way there too. That handled I still deliberately delayed heading home by going to the office and updating my files.
When I looked at the clock it was nearly four am and I was tired but pleasantly so. I decided to treat myself to an early breakfast and so went to the all night diner I frequented. I was greeted warmly and sat at the counter talking to Lynne, the waitress. When their phone rang I didn't even register it until it was pushed down to me. "It's Erin." I smile, she had often tracked me down here.
"Hey baby." I greet her as I take a long drink of juice.
"Hey baby," She returns. "Have you ordered yet?"
"No, just about to, why?" I ask her as I drink more juice.
"Want some company?" Her tone is hesitant, she knows I'd needed some alone time or I would have been down watching the movie with her and Murphy and Connor immediately.
I think for several seconds, doing an internal check of myself. I felt okay. "Sure, be nice should I order for everyone now or wait?" I hear her ask Murphy and Connor and then hear a scuffle as the phone changes hands.
"Mickey?"
"Yes Murphy." I answer as I smile at the background noise of Connor still trying for the phone.
"Do they have pancakes with caramelised bananas and maple syrup?" I grin, it was a breakfast we usually shared in the city.
"They do, I can order all of us exactly what we'd have in Boston if you want."
"Oh yes please lass, we'll be on our way." The phone hangs up and I shake my head as I hang the diner one up too. I place the order for all of us ignoring the Lynne's curiosity, I often ordered for Erin, but no one else. I also tell her what other drinks to bring when everyone arrives to save the trouble and I go to grab a booth, the shift workers nearby will be finishing soon and booths will be at a premium.
Erin, Murphy and Connor arrive just before the shift workers and they all kiss me thoroughly. I can tell they've been at each other half the night just from the look of them. Then Erin and Connor slide in across from me and Murphy beside me. This is a departure from the usual. I raise my eyebrow at Murphy and he looks evenly at me. "Want to apologise." I frown at him but say nothing as our drinks are delivered. I can see Lynne looking at Murphy and Connor and practically drooling as she hears them thank her politely. I shake my head and roll my eyes at Erin who grins at me.
"What the fuck for?" I'm irritable now, my worked for good mood leaking away like a flat tyre.
"For not trusting you." I snort.
"Murphy, I'm well aware you trust me, I'm also well aware that you like to be violent and I love that too, you just happen to be a little more vanilla than I thought is all." I know I've pissed him off by saying that, if there is one thing Murphy doesn't like to be thought of, is that he's less adventurous than any of us, even Connor. To be honest I'd done it deliberately. I wanted to push his buttons. Erin sighs and looks at me.
"Can't help yourself can you?" I smile and shake my head.
"You know I hate honey baby." I answer her. Connor laughs as he gets the joke and Murphy just looks like he wants to smack all of us. "Oh for the love of God and all that's holy. Fine!" I exclaim with irritation. Murphy is pouting like a fucking child. "I accept your humble apology Murphy MacManus." I say formally. But it's too late and if I'm being honest I'm kind of glad, I needed for Murphy to be rough with me when we got home, it would centre me.
Just then Lynne comes over with our meals and we dig in. I feel a foot stroke up my leg and look down to see Connor feeling me up and then I notice that Erin is feeling him up. "Christ you two." I mutter as I nearly choke with laughter on my food.
"What?" Murphy asks as he looks at me irritated. I jerk my head and he glances under the table and frowns himself. "Is that okay here?" He asks. I shrug.
"They're doing it regardless." He continues to eat as do I and Erin and Connor though they're slower. As we're finishing our meal Lynne calls to me that I have a phone call. "Fuck." I say. I can tell already it's going to be one of those days. I slide over Murphy and his hands palm my arse as it passes in front of his face. When I answer the phone I already know I'm heading back out. I say I'm on my way and turn to find them all standing there.
"Need a hand?" Erin questions me. I shake my head.
"Nah, stay with Murph and Con." I answer as I pull out money to pay for breakfast. I hand it to Erin and buss her cheek then Murphy and Connor and leave them again. I'm in the truck and just calling to the message service again with the in-vehicle phone when Murphy knocks on the passenger door. I frown as I lean across to unlock it. "What?" I ask but then have to speak to the message service. Murphy gets in the truck as I speak to them and buckles his seatbelt. Ignoring him I put the message service on speaker and then start the truck and back out. I toot to Erin and Connor as they come out of the diner and wave to us and I'm off.
When I've finished talking to the message service I look over at Murphy. "This is going to be boring as shit for you, you know." He shrugs.
"I've always wanted to see you work, it won't be boring. I like learning new things." I shrug as well and drive to the farm that had called me. "Is it always like this for you and Erin then?" He asks me after some minutes.
"Goes by season for me. I'm either really really busy or just enough to keep me busy. Erin being a domestic pet vet is fairly steady with her side of it, but not many emergencies. Murphy nods and we fall back into silence. A comfortable one though I realise with a smile.
"I like this country." Murphy says softly. "Reminds me of home." I frown as I look at the countryside becoming visible as dawn breaks. It is green and lush and it would remind Murphy of home.
"Yeah, I can see the similarities." I answer as I turn off onto the farm road. I bypass the house and head straight to the barn, pulling around and reversing in toward the doors. Then I switch off the engine and get out with Murphy following. "Don't get in my way and watch out for shit." I say as I point to the ground. Murphy adroitly bypasses some horse droppings and stops when I do to grab my kit. Leaving the tailgate down I head into the barn.
As I see to the mare, I'm aware of Murphy standing on the other side of the stall. I can tell the family who own the farm are curious but they don't say anything and I know they won't until I'm finished. When I finish seeing to the mare they take me to wash up and Murphy follows silently.
"Warm drink before you head back?" Tom asks quietly. I nod, I always have a hot chocolate with them before I return to town.
"Murphy, Tom, Tom, Murphy." I say nodding to each of them. They shake hands and I see Murphy sizing Tom up distrustfully and I smile to myself. He was going to go ape shit when he met Tom's son. As we leave the barn Murphy and I get in the truck to drive back up to the house, Tom stands on the running board. When we're there Tom's son Hunter comes out.
"Mickey!" He greets me with a hug that I return and we grin at each other. I hear a faint growl and turn to Murphy.
"Murphy, meet Tom's son Hunter, Hunter meet my friend Murphy." I let go of Hunter and step to Murphy brushing a kiss over his cheek. Hunter's enthusiasm doesn't dim.
"Murphy, it's great to meet you, Mickey is the best." Murphy can't help but crumble under Hunter's enthusiasm.
"Hunter is studying to be an equine vet as well. He's going to be working with me in the summer." I say and I nearly laugh as Murphy's growl emanates from his chest again. We go inside and I introduce Murphy to the rest of Tom's family. They're one of the few families that had accepted me into their home without any hesitation, right from the beginning. Added to Hunter's following me around with a crush combined with a sheer exuberant love of horses from the get go and we'd developed a close relationship over the years.
When we've finished our hot chocolate and are in the truck heading home Murphy sighs. "You've really the professional face here in the community Mickey, you and Erin." I nod. "What the fuck do you see in us then?" He questions me abruptly.
"Oh I don't know, you're both funny, smart, speak several languages, don't want us for our money, like each other but still want to have sex with us, you make us laugh, you make us come, you both know your shit." I pull over and stop putting the truck in gear. "Why did you come with me this morning?" I ask in return.
"Wanted to see you in your element, missed you last night, wanted to make sure you aren't still fucking pissed at me." I smile and shake my head at him.
"No, not still pissed at you, Vanilla." I say after a pause. "Kinda like that, suits you. You've got this vanilla essence about you for all your dark, pouty, broody looks." I can barely hold my laugh in check and can't hold the squawk in check as Murphy's hands flash out and haul me across the bench seat to him. I straddle his lap and settle myself down on him. "Yes Murphy?" I question lightly.
"Take that back." He says to me quietly. I raise an eyebrow.
"Take what back exactly?" I lean down and kiss the side of his neck slowly, nipping just enough at his jugular to make him feel it, just the way he likes.
"Pouty, 'M not pouty." He says to me, kissing my neck in return. I smile against his skin.
"But you are Murphy and you're so pretty when you pout at us or Con." I continue kissing him and feel his hands slide up my back under my coat even as he moves his mouth to mine, tongue flicking my lip piercing before he kisses me properly. He pulls back as I nip at his lip as well. "Let's go home." I say before he can object further to being called pouty.
"Yes, wanna see you rope Con again and fuck you while he watches." Murphy says decidedly as he palms himself in his jeans. I sigh wondering if he remembers that I've not had any sleep tonight but don't say anything. I'm not actually tired at the moment anyway.
"So will you wear my hot pants for me then Murphy, you've got a spectacular butt, I'd love to see you prancing around in them, bet your brother would too…" I trail off and can't resist looking over at him knowing what I'm going to see.
"The fuck? Mickey what the fuck?" He questions me in horror. "Who the fuck are you and what the fuck have you done with my Mickey?" He looks at me in horror but I keep a stern face though it costs me. Inside I'm laughing my arse off.
"But you've got such a sweet arse Murphy, you'd look so hot, like a really cute little bottom boy. Bet Con would get off on it." I say slyly to him. Backing as far away from me in the truck as he can Murphy points a finger at me in utter seriousness.
"Stay the fuck away from me with those fucking things, not fucking wearing them, don't even fucking think it." I look over at him and raise an eyebrow making like I'm going to try to convince him but he interrupts me. "No fucking way Mickey, no fucking way." I can see the absolute denial in his face but I manage to keep my cool until we're at home and I've gotten out of the truck and I'm taking off my boots in the mud room. I notice Murphy doing the same.
It's only when I'm in the kitchen that I finally break down in laughter. It rolls out of me as I find myself leaning on the centre island with tears rolling down my face, every time I calm down and wipe my eyes I look up at Murphy who is looking at me like I'm crazy and I start to laugh again.
Finally when I've laughed so much my sides are splitting in pain I managed to calm down. I notice Murphy leaning on the countertop across from me and watching me rather like a bug under a microscope. Fuck I think. "Fuck." I say aloud and before I can to anything he moves. But not like I'm expecting. He is slow as he bends down and takes off his socks and then pulls his shirts off over his head, not bothering with any buttons. Then he unbuckles his belt, all the while looking at me.
Instead of his pants just dropping he slowly pulls the belt from his jeans until it's dangling by one hand. "Fuck." I say again and the smile the crawls across Murphy's face this time promises nothing but painful pleasure.
"Eventually Mickey my darling." He promises me. Letting his jeans fall he pushes his boxers down until he is standing before me naked and aroused. I drink him in. He's in my kitchen for once, morning light floods it leaving Murphy in stark over exposed detail like a photograph almost. Everything stands out in detail, his skin. The scars on it. His tattoos. His sprinkling of chest hair, those gorgeous long legs that I can never watch enough. His nimble fingers that just play me like a freaking banjo at times. And his eyes, alert, sexual, focused and needing. "Strip." He orders me.
It's on the tip of my tongue to refuse, simply because I'm still feeling snarky and want to see what will happen, but he knows me too well and reads that I'm about to. And he is there, belt around my neck and pulled tight before I can say anything. "You've had your fun at my expense Mickey, now it's my turn. Strip." He repeats his order.
"My hair." He looks behind me and as he loosens the belt to free my hair that's being pulled I strike pushing up off the centre island and pulling back. I'm fighting from an awkward position but I'll be fucked if he's not going to work for it. It's part of us, he needs to take and I need to force him to take me. The belt tightens incredibly and I gasp but before he can loosen it I manage to get an elbow up and jab him in the solar plexus causing him to lose his breath. Against his will his hand on the belt lets go and I'm free.
Before he can grab me again I flick the belt back and have moved around the counter into his arms. I push him back on the counter top and his mouth is on mine, ravishing me. Then he pushes me back, breath heaving as he looks at me. "I fucking said strip." Before I can do or say anything, hands are on my shoulders pulling my shirt off. Connor.
"Your woman is still sleeping Mickey, she was rather grumpy with me when I tried to wake her, you don't mind if I join in do you?" His continuing to disrobe me tells me he's joining in whether I want him to or not. But with the violence I can feel zapping the room I'm almost certain Connor being here with us is a good thing this morning.
"No I don't mind Connor, Murphy wants to fuck, I think you should oblige him." I say quietly only to watch Murphy shake his head.
"Not getting out of it Mickey, you owe me." His hand grabs the belt I'd left dangling around my neck again and pulls it holding me still as Connor undresses me. Then he turns me, pushing me against the centre island. "Check her." His words are soft and punctuated by a kiss I can see reflected in the glass cabinets in front of me. I can see them, Murphy's hand on the belt making sure I stay in place. His other hand holding Connor around the neck as he takes a kiss Connor will always give willingly and Connor's arms looped around his waist holding Murphy to him.
"Should we rope Connor so he can watch like he wants?" I question as I see Connor push needfully into Murphy's arms. I realise they probably haven't been together since they arrived yesterday afternoon apart from when Murphy jerked him off in my truck which is what started this little game between us.
"Yes." Connor breaks away to look at Murphy. And Murphy scowls down at me.
"I will get you Mickey." He's telling me he'll still get me on my own which I already damn well know.
"Promises promises." I say sarcastically to him. Before he can swear at me I continue, "Your brother needs you Murphy." He looks at Connor and no words leave his lips.
"Where's the rope?" He turns to me, still keeping hold of the belt.
"Downstairs." I lie. His rope is upstairs, mine is downstairs. For the first time since they've arrived I head down to the basement. "Did Erin show you the rest of the basement?" I ask as I walk downstairs hearing them follow.
"No." Murphy answers behind me. I nod and repress a shake as I feel his fingers ghost over the belt dangling down my back now.
Heading past the theatre room, laundry, boiler and generator room I come to the end. We'd deliberately made it look like it was nothing but storage. It's not large but it doesn't have to be, we don't use it a lot. And haven't used it but once or twice since Murphy and Connor had entered our lives.
Opening the door I flick the light and step aside to let them go in first. Double bed, arm-chair, straight-backed chair, table and pegboards on the walls. Sink in the corner and a small fridge. But it's what's on the pegboards that grab their attention. Paddles, crops, collars, cuffs and rope. Murphy walks over slowly. I don't remove his belt from my neck however, he's contrary enough to take offense if I do.
I hear a shuffling upstairs and head back out to the rest of the basement. "You guys down here?" I hear Erin call down around a yawn.
"Yes baby, in the playroom." I listen and hear her feet hit the stairs and go back in. Murphy is disrobing Connor. I smile at him though he doesn't smile back. I find myself pouting as I accused him of doing. "Fucker." I mutter to myself. He glances over at me and then jerks his head at the rope. "Colour?" I ask him. He looks over.
"Purple." I nod, purple will look good on them both. Erin comes in and sees me taking down the rope.
"Oh nice. I'll be right back." Before I can even kiss her she is gone again. A few minutes later she's back. I'd been watching Murphy fondle Connor and look around the room. "Here," She tosses me my hot pants and grins at Connor when he groans a yes please. I shake my head as I raise an eyebrow at Murphy, until he gets attached to his brother he's in charge. He purses his lips and nods so I step into them.
Coming over Erin kisses me, all teeth and tongue. "Morning again baby." I smile at her as she hugs me and then without another word she heads to the armchair and drags it to where she'll have a bird's-eye view of the table and straight-backed chair. It's a sturdy one thank God. It will need to be for what I have in mind.
Shaking my head at her I mutter, "Pervert," At her before I go to Murphy and Connor. "Go fuck Erin I say to Murphy as I tug on Connor's hand. He looks at me and before I can move he grabs the belt again and pulls me forward into a filthy kiss.
"Yes Mickey." He answers and I'm left with Connor.
"Hi cutie." I say to him and he grins back at me, he's practically vibrating with pleasure as he looks at the rope.
"Hello gorgeous." He says back as he drops a kiss on my lips, hands sliding up my sides to cup and play with my nipple rings before they drift to my navel piercing which I have in for once. I slap his hand away and step back to look at him then the straight-backed chair.
Then I take one of the lengths of rope and slide it around his waist. Connor's vibrating body stills immediately and I look at him. He's looking calmly at me. I smile and kiss him again as I knot the rope on one side of him. Then I run it down his hip and loop it around his upper thigh and knot it again on the side of him and again I let it run down a little and follow the procedure. This time it's not the rope that is the decoration but it's the knots he' has going down the side of his body from hip to ankle, they're knotted to stay in place and not move as each one is attached to the knot below it and each one is held in place by its own tension.
When I finish his right side I move to the left with another length of rope and to the same thing. When I'm finished I step back. Connor almost looks like he's wearing a pair of shredded purple pants in a very erotic way. I was right the purple just popped against his skin, as much as the red would. And it'll look iridescent on his brother's skin as well. I take another piece of rope and loop it around Connor's bicep and then knot it. As with his legs I wind it down his arm to his wrist and then take another length of rope and to the same to his other arm. And then instead of going back for the rope again I walk to the pegboard and take down a pair of leather cuffs. I watch his face carefully as I stand there and dangle them in front of him without speaking. This is totally his choice.
"Not the rope?" He questions me. Taking the cuffs I walk back over to Connor and whisper in his ear.
"Not if you want Murphy roped to you again, I want to see you both in the purple." Stepping back I wait for Connor's nod that I know he'll give. He looks edible, both arms and legs heavily roped with his torso and cock and balls completely free. "I'd love to rope this you know." I say as I stroke a finger down his cock making it jump and dance for me. "Oh you like that? Connor you are bad." I say with a smile. I look at the pre-come that beads his tip and I lean down and suck it off making him groan.
"Cuffs." He answers as I knew he would and I stand up licking my lips as I jerk my head at the chair. Connor sits down in it and I pull his arms behind the chair and running the chain between the cuffs around the ladder-back I cuff him to the chair, arms behind him. Then I stand as we look over at Murphy and Erin. They're fucking and Erin is coming. I walk over to them and placing my hand on the back of Murphy's mouth I lean down and kiss him.
"No coming Murphy." He curses at me and I smile. "No coming, Connor is ready for you." He looks over and I can tell the sight of Connor covered in purple rope with his hands behind his back is enough to nearly make him lose it. I lean down further and kiss Erin, our tongues entwining and mine playing with her tongue piercing eve as her hands play with my nipple piercings. And then I move my hands to her pussy and flick her clit, my fingers alternating with Murphy's so we're teasing her unbearably.
"Wanted to watch." She mutters at me.
I smile at her, "I know, you will be." I watch her face relax as her orgasm hits. When she is coming down I stop Murphy and make him pull out which he does bad temperedly. As he stands I lean across and clean Erin's juices off his cock with my mouth. I moan around him as I touch Erin and she moans with pleasure at just watching and I hear Connor groan across the room.
Then with a slurp I pull off Murphy's cock and we turn to Connor who is looking at both of us. "God Mickey." Murphy speaks softly as he walks toward Connor and runs his hands over his arms, fingers sliding over the intricate knots. "He's fucking beautiful." He leans down and kisses Connor so voraciously I very nearly come myself. His hand is on Connor's cock and his hips are pressing up for his brother's touch. I go to the small built-in wardrobe we've got here and I grab the lube bringing it back. Then I drag the table into place and I look at Murphy.
"You ready to ride Connor, Murphy?" I ask quietly as he continues to look at Connor who looks back at him greedily. His pleasure is obvious to us all. Pleasure in his brother, in his brother's pleasure at seeing him tied up. I smile at them as Murphy turns to me and nods. I lean him face down over the table making sure he's facing Connor. "You see okay baby?" Erin answers that she can so I open the lube and drizzle some of directly on Murphy's arse. He flinches at its coolness and I laugh.
"Bitch." He mutters to me. I slap his backside.
"Bastard." I answer back and slap him again. Connor gasps and surges in his chair surprising both of us. I look at him and he looks at me and then he looks at Murphy's belt dangling from my neck still. I raise an eyebrow at him and he nods. "Murphy, Connor wants me to spank you." I say conversationally as I walk to the pegboard and take down a length of rope, still purple. I walk back to Murphy who is still laying on the table facing Connor. I put the rope down and then my fingers find Murphy's hole and I start to tease him, pressing against it lightly and pulling away. I want him so hot he is reaching for Connor's cock.
I smile as I hear him moan as I play with him. "Fucking bitch." He swears at me and I know that mean's yes.
"Now now, you kiss your brother with that mouth?" I laugh at him as he surges up without any real purpose at me, My eyes are pinned with his and suddenly he takes the rope and tosses it to me. Then he turns and lays face down on the table again facing Connor. I loop the rope around a bicep and then run it across and under his opposite one and then tie it off in the centre. And then I leave the rest and return to teasing Murphy and preparing him for his brother's cock. His spanking is on hold for now. When Connor's face is sufficiently aroused I grab Murphy's hair and pull him up. He comes with a growl.
"Gonna fucking get you Mickey." He says to me as he lets me lead him to Connor. Like last time I squat him over Connor and then push him down. His spread hole stretches around Connor and Connor moans as he feels himself encased in Murphy's hot arse. I swallow as I look at them both, the pleasure on their faces.
"I'm counting on it Murphy." I answer him as I kiss him lightly, then I move back to Connor and kiss him too before I take up the last piece of the purple rope. I slide Murphy's wrists to Connor as I did last time and tie the rope around each one, looping it back around Connor so they were once again tethered to each other.
Standing back I simply stare at them. They are just beautiful. I glance at Erin and she looks back at me. "Beautiful baby, now fuck Murphy for me." I nod as Connor agrees with her. Stripping off my hot pants I drop them on Connor's chest so he can smell my arousal. Then I slide my legs over Murphy's.
"I hope you can both take this." I say as I fit myself down over Murphy's cock. He was impaling me as he was impaled by Connor. I lean back on the table, my arms propping myself up on it as I just rest there with Murphy inside me. I can almost feel Connor's cock throbbing as well. And then I move. Using the table as leverage I fuck myself up and down on Murphy's cock.
"Fuck Mickey yes, fuck him for me, make him come in you so I can lick him back out." Connor's voice is hoarse with arousal and I moan at the picture his words cause to flare in my brain as does Murphy.
"Con." His voice is hoarse as well. And then I feel Murphy move inside me. I open my eyes to look at him and his eyes are nearly glowing at me they're filled with such heat. I hear Erin moaning in the background and know she's well and truly getting off on watching us. She is such a pervert. Shaking my head I start to clench down on Murphy and as I watch him, I swear his eyes roll in his head as I do.
Grinning I can't help but tease him. "Was that a whine Murphy? Did you like that? Want me to do it again? I bet you do." His eyes narrow at me until they're just slits and he suddenly tries to surge up toward me but can't because he's tied to Connor who is attached to a chair.
"Fuck!" He yells at me. "I will get you for this I swear Mickey." I laugh at him knowing full well he will get me and that I look forward to it. But for now he is caught. I clench down on him again and focus on coming. I'm being greedy and searching for my orgasm and just as I think my shoulders are going to give out Murphy fucks up into me as much as he can and I find it. My head rolling back until it's hanging off my shoulders. And then I hear Murphy groan his brother's name and know Connor has come as well.
But before I can open my eyes Murphy is suddenly surging up and into my pussy with enough force to push me up onto the table. My eyes fly open to see him looking down at me with heat, the rope dangling from one wrist. I laugh realising he's found the trick to the knot. But then I can't laugh as he is not laughing as his hands push me back on the table and he fucks into me hard and fast. One hand presses hard on my hips and the other grabs the belt still around my neck yanking on it, pulling it off my neck.
Then he pulls out and rolls me over as if I were a rag doll. His rag doll. Before I can brace myself He has tied my hands behind my back with the belt then leaving me there he goes around and unsnaps Connor's cuffs so his hands are free. "Suck him." He orders me as Connor stands up.
"Fuck yes." Erin says in the background and then Murphy is fucking back into me, hard and furious and Connor's cock is in front of my face, having just come from his brother's arse. I open my lips and take him in even as I feel myself being fucked into oblivion by his brother. I'm already coming again, moaning around Connor's cock. Murphy has reduced me to unintelligible gibberish.
And then he starts to talk, paying me back there too. "Gonna fuck you Mickey, gonna fuck you so hard you won't sit without thinking of me for days. Gonna make you come so much you're in pain. And then when I've done that I'm gonna start all over again in this arse right here. And he slaps my arse. Hard with his hand. And then leaving me impaled on his cock he starts to hit me, hard. I flinch under him as pain erupts on my backside. He's tied my hands behind me so he can't hit my back too.
And he was hitting me, this was no spanking. This was hitting in its most basic and violent form. He was bruising me, marking me, making me his as I was no other's. As long as he continued to fuck me I would come. I feel Connor's cock become erect again and then he is gone and I know nothing but Murphy's cock inside me. Owning me.
Then Murphy growls and I feel him flinch and realise Connor has started to fuck him again. I close my eyes the better to feel. And my body is like one giant exposed raw nerve ending. Hands grab at my belted wrists and they pull on them, making me slam back into Murphy's cock even harder.
Murphy is on me suddenly, his body covering mind and he leans down to my ear. "Will you bleed for me Mickey?" He whispers. I clench down around him even harder if it is possible.
"Yes Murphy, I will bleed for you as I bleed for no other." I manage to answer him formally, just as he'd asked me. And when I finish answering him, his mouth is on the back of my neck, biting me. Making me bleed.
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When I come back to myself I'm still on the table and Murphy is lying on me as is Connor. Then I hear Erin talk quietly and some of the weight lifts. I fade again and when I come back no one is lying on me. My hands are released and my shoulders massaged.
Connor lifts me gently and carries me upstairs and into our bathroom where he just steps into the tub with me in his arms. Murphy is already there and Erin steps in after us. I move away from Connor and Erin opens her arms for me to settle in them. She rocks me gently and I doze. Then I feel hands on me, gently cleaning me and something stings the back of my neck and then I'm blessedly horizontal.
I wake some hours later snuggled in between Murphy and Erin this time. A brown arm is on the other side of Erin so I know where Connor is. I wiggle out and then putting on some sweats I shuffle down to the kitchen. I'm starving. Opening the fridge I see a platter of sandwiches and silently thank Erin.
As I close the fridge door I see Murphy standing on the other side wearing unfastened jeans. "Missed you." He says softly. I smile at him.
He follows me to the bench where I get out some sandwiches and he does the same. Then I put the platter back and take out juice which I take to the table with the sandwiches. Murphy gets two glasses and follows me. "You okay?" He asks. I nod.
"I'm very okay, you? I gave you a bit of a hard time." He looks over with a frown.
"Yeah, I figured out you were getting me back for being rude in the truck about halfway through. Next time I'll just let you own my cock."
I look over at him and a weight lifted off my chest. That we were okay and that I hadn't pushed his buttons too far and that there would be a next time, and a next time where I'd own his cock made me smile in pleasure. I shake my head at him. "You'll have the best time Murphy." I promise him and he looks over at me, cheeks full of food making him look like a chipmunk.
Then he grins as he swallows. "I know Mickey, I trust you." Before I can say anything Connor interrupts.
"We trust you." He and Erin come in and they bring the sandwiches to the table. And we sit there talking and eating contentedly I realise Erin and I have found, truly found our family.
THE END
A/N – Thank you to everyone who has read, reviewed, followed, favourited and simply enjoyed Sex Four Ways. Mickey, Erin, Murphy and Connor were nothing but a pleasure and a joy to create and to then put on paper for everyone's enjoyment. I can only hope you have enjoyed them just as much if not more. Special thanks to Elle Gardner for her assistance in creating my OC's. Thank you all again.