Chapter 28: HUGE PLAYERS: Chapter 27

The door to Jessie’s room is ajar and the light is on. I tap lightly, not wanting to wake Kameron and Kyle if they’re already sleeping.

“Come in.” I’m pretty sure it’s Joshua who says it because he has a husk to his voice that is different from his brothers’. I push the door open and find all of them; Kyle, Kameron, Jessie and Joshua. I guess no one wanted to get any sleep.

“I thought this was my time to get to know Jessie and Joshua,” I say.

Kyle stands and comes toward me, taking hold of my hands. “It can be that way, if that’s what you want. But we have five days. Five days isn’t long.”

“You’re just greedy,” I say. My eyes run down his body, finding his cock a hard bulge in his sweat pants. “And horny.”

Kameron laughs. “Horny more than greedy,” he says.

“We don’t mind,” Jessie says. “Whatever makes you happy.”

Now there is a statement. My happiness is at the forefront of their minds. Of course it is.

“What if I said that I just wanted to talk…to get to know you all.”

I scan the faces of my stepbrothers, looking for annoyance or disappointment, but I don’t find it. Instead, I find genuine looks of concern.

“If that’s what you need, you just have to say.” Joshua stuffs his hands into his pockets and cocks his head to one side. “Although it’s probably a little late for a long heart-to-heart.”

“Late for conversation but not for sex.”

Jessie snorts. “It’s never too late for sex. Our secondary brains are always ready for action. Our primary brains shut down without food and sleep.”

“Well, I guess that settles it then.” They all look at me expectantly and I keep them waiting, enjoying the control. Eventually, as they start to share glances, I decide it’s time to bite the bullet and put them out of their misery. “Take your clothes off! I want to see what I’m getting…make sure it’s up to standard and all that.”

I swear that none of them misses a beat. I’ve never seen men strip off so quickly; shirts tugged over heads in one swift movement, pants dropped to the floor. It’s startling to realize that none of them are wearing boxers. I had no idea that going commando was such a big thing in this house.

And damn, what a sight.

Four gorgeous men, naked and ready for me. They’re so ready my knees feel weak. Four cocks big enough to make my eyes water. Four bodies made for football and sin.

I take my time to look at them. It’s a feast for the eyes. A buffet for the very soul.

I walk closer, trailing my hand over Kyle’s chest first, watching the gooseflesh break out over his skin in the wake of my touch. I move to Kameron, my fingers glancing over his ridiculously tight abs, circling his navel. He sighs and it’s one of the sexiest things I’ve ever heard.

Then on to Joshua and Jessie.

I haven’t seen them naked before, but I’ve seen Jameson and as they’re all identical, I had a pretty good idea of what I’d be getting. I’m not disappointed.

Jessie has a scar on his shoulder and my fingers trail over it. “When did you hurt yourself?”

“When I was ten,” he says. I run my fingers down the center of his chest, watching his nipples harden. His cock must ache from arousal because his hand strokes it; once, twice. I wrap my fingers over his.

“Wait,” I say.

Joshua is last, but definitely not least. He’s the most tan of all the brothers, chest and shoulders bronzed but thighs and ass his natural skin color. My fingers follow the tan line, around his hips and over his tight ass. I swear, he could crack nuts with those glutes. There’s enough power there for him to destroy me, and he’s just one man.

One huge man, and I have four at my disposal tonight, and five if everything works out.

Five.

My pussy’s so warm and achy that I press my thighs together.

I don’t know what I did in a previous life to deserve this but it must have been something fricking amazing. Outstanding. Chorus-worthy.

Oh man. So much man.

“Do you like what you see?” Joshua asks. He’s standing with his legs apart, his strong thighs tensed and his cock hard and proud.

“Oh yes,” I say, a flush running over my cheeks. “Very much.”

Jessie moves behind me, his hand taking hold of my long hair and draping it over my right shoulder. His lips skim my neck, sending a wave of shivers over my skin. “Now it’s your turn.”

I’m still wearing Kameron’s giant sweater, but not for long. Joshua’s hands grab the hem and he tugs it over my head so fast that my arms flop back to my sides, slapping against my legs. Underneath, I’m wearing my skimpy tank top and a black lace bra that I’m hoping is going to be met with approval.

None of it’s on me for long, though. Jessie yanks the straps over my arms and the top down over my ass until it pools around my feet, taking my yoga pants with it. I step to the side, kicking my discarded clothes away.

“Shit,” Joshua mutters, his fingers trailing over my collar bone and between my breasts. “Maisie has really grown up.”

“Yeah,” Jessie says, his hand stroking over my hips and fingers following the line of my panties. “She’s grown up just right.”

“You wait till you get inside her,” Kameron says, coming closer. Kyle does too, until I’m standing with them all around me. I inhale a nervous breath, feeling tiny and insignificant amongst so much strength and power.

I remember how they looked on the field, clad in their tight pants and protective pads. The speed they can muster when they get the ball. The fierceness when they need to defend a play. My stepbrothers are designed for physical activity, both on the field and off. Everything about their bodies is made for sex.

Will I be able to take it? I just don’t know.

But I’m going to give it my best shot.

“You’re beautiful,” Joshua says, stroking my hair as it hangs over my breasts. My bra fastens at the front and he unsnaps it, his eyes widening as my breasts spill out. Jessie doesn’t waste any time either, hooking his fingers over the sides of my panties and dragging them down.

I should feel shy or self-conscious with so many eyes on me, but I don’t. I feel worshipped and glorious. Ripe and ready to be pleasured. This is self-indulgence as its greatest. Eight hands wait to caress me. Four mouths to feast on me. Eight eyes to take in my curves. Four cocks to bring me to the brink of what a body can physically endure.

Jessie’s lips kiss my thigh, moving slowly up until his mouth is hot and wet on my ass and his fingers press deep into my flesh. Joshua’s fingers gently tug at my nipples, his expression full of rapture as they go from soft pink to deep rose as they harden. Kyle’s hand caresses and squeezes my other breast while Kameron’s finger finds my clit and strokes softly.

When Joshua’s lips find mine, I moan against his mouth, my hands hooking around his neck for stability. I don’t know how long I can stand with so much sensation. My legs have turned to Jell-O.

“Get her onto the bed,” Jessie says. “I want to taste her.”

Joshua scoops me around my ass, my legs wrapping around him, and he carries me to the big bed in the corner of the room. He lays me on my back, using his big hands to spread me wide.

“Shit,” he says, looking between my legs. His finger strokes against my entrance where I’m wet and hungry, bring my arousal to his mouth. “She tastes sweet,” he says.

Jessie is next to him, but he doesn’t have the same idea as his brother. He drops to his knees, hands gripping the insides of my thighs, and buries his face in my pussy. My back arches as the hard point of his tongue flicks at my sensitive clit. Hands grip my arms, holding me down. Lips find my nipples, suckling in time to Jessie’s busy tongue. Joshua climbs on the bed next to my head and kisses me again. This time it’s gentle; soft and tentative, a whisper of lips against lips. “We’re gonna make you feel so good,” he says. “Don’t worry about anything.”

I don’t want to worry about anything right now.

Five days for five men. That’s what I have. Five days until our parents are back and the shit hits the fan. I’m going to enjoy these five days as much as I can. I’m going to sweep all my worries under the carpet. I’m going relish this pleasure like a giant-sized ice-cream sundae with all the toppings.

Jessie’s fingers find my entrance, pushing inside and pressing on my G-spot. My hips rise off the bed it feels so good, and before I can gasp or scream or plead for mercy, I’m coming and coming and coming all over his face.

“You got to eat first, I want to fuck,” Joshua says.

“There’s plenty to go round,” I laugh.

“Joshua’s always been the most demanding,” Kyle laughs.

“Says the guy who’s already gotten his dick wet once without telling us.”

Kyle has the decency to look apologetic and Joshua slides off the edge of the bed, taking his place between my legs.

The way he looms over me brings me back from my post-orgasm fog in a rush. God. He’s like an ancient Greek warrior; Achilles or Herakles brought back from the dead. His eyes are as fierce as if he was going into battle, his muscles coiled and ready to unleash his strength all over me.

His cock drops onto my stomach, heavy and hot. As Kyle moves to the side, Kameron does the same. When Joshua uses the tip of his cock to probe my labia, I know he can feel how ready I am. He sinks in deep in one thrust that takes my breath away. The stretch is violent but perfect, just like it was with his brothers. He bends to kiss my lips softly, gently teasing them open and using his tongue to make me moan.

Then he moves.

Saying he moves doesn’t really do it justice. He fucks, hard, and it’s bliss; mind-altering, stars forming behind my eyelids kind of bliss. There’s a grind to it that feels so damn good that I’m moaning like a rabid creature. Someone takes my right hand and wraps it around a hot and heavy cock. I don’t know who it is and I don’t care. I love the way it slides in my palm and the feel of the thrusts nudging into the circle of my fist. Joshua rises up onto his knees, hooking an arm around my legs and shifting them onto his shoulders. I open my eyes and find Jessie climbing in close, his cock in his hand. I reach out to take hold of it, cupping the rounded head and circling it gently until his eyes roll. I love making him feel good. I want to see him unravel before me.

“I want to suck it,” I say to Jessie, my eyes bright with challenge.

He swears under his breath and shifts forward, bringing his dick close to my mouth. I open, and he pushes inside gently. God, he feels big. So hard, and salty-sweet against my tongue. I rest my hand on his thick thigh, and I can feel him trembling. Maybe it’s the restraint needed to allow me to control the movements. Jessie slips his hands into my hair, cupping the back of my neck as he leans over me. Joshua speeds his thrusts, his cock swelling impossibly inside me. Hands stroke my breasts, pinching gently at the nipples and I groan around Jessie’s cock. I feel it swell at the vibrations, and his hips jut forward just a little, hitting the back of my throat. He pulls back then, and I watch as he fists his cock harder than I ever would have thought to do. So hard it looks painful.

“Oh,” I moan as the sensations of so many hands and Joshua’s big cock become overwhelming.

“Harder,” Kyle orders, as though he can tell I need just a little more to push me over the edge. Joshua grips my thighs tight enough to sting and pounds into me. Kameron’s cock swells in my fist, and he tells me to stop because I’m going to make him come.

It’s the look on his face and the thought of him coming all over me that pushes me over the edge into a flash of orgasm so bright and hot I have to cover my eyes. I can feel my pulse in my throat, and my pussy, and then Joshua groans as he comes too.

He didn’t ask if he needed to use protection but I’m guessing that Kyle and Kameron told him the score. As he pulls out, I feel his come trickling from my hole, running between the cheeks of my ass, and I flush hot with it. I use my finger to stroke all of his slipperiness up and over my clit. I coat my pussy in his seed and he watches with fascination.

Joshua’s claimed me. “Damn, Maisie,” he says, and I smile up at him, feeling euphoric.

Now it’s his brother’s turn.

Jessie flops onto the bed and lies back. He pats his thighs. “You gonna crawl up here, Maisie? I’ve got something good for you.”

I smile as he fists his cock, teasing me with its impressive size. Damn. I’m ready to go again, but it’s not surprising with four gorgeous men surrounding me.

I do as Jessie asks and crawl up the bed, taking my place on his lap. He tugs me closer, bringing his hands to my face so he can kiss me tenderly. “There you are,” he says, tucking my hair behind my ears. “I can still taste you.”

His mouth finds mine, tongue stroking, and I can taste me too. It’s filthy and perfect; a melding of our bodies that’s intimate and sweet. I stroke his shoulder and his chest gently to show him how I feel about him; this man who came to rescue me as soon as he knew I was in trouble. This man who almost risked his freedom to find out the truth about the man who set out to hurt me. Sitting on his lap, surrounded by his brothers, feels like coming home. “Ready?” he asks.

I nod and position myself so that I can slide down onto his cock.

“Fuck,” Kameron gasps from behind, and I turn to see the rest of my boys watching me fuck Jessie.

Kyle comes closer until he’s kneeling behind me. His hands force my hips harder and faster, every impact grinding my clit perfectly. “You love it, don’t you,” Kyle whispers in my ear. “You love us all watching you fuck, don’t you?”

“Yes,” I say.

“You were made for this…for us, weren’t you?”

“Yes,” I gasp. “Yes.” And it’s true. I’ve never felt this way before in my life. At peace. Safe. Secure. Worshiped.

A goddess among heroes.

Kyle’s hands move to squeeze my breasts, pinching the nipples to match the rhythm of my movements.

“Yes,” I gasp. “Oh…oh.”

He slaps my ass, and it stings so perfectly. Jessie takes hold of my hair in a grip that is almost too tight and kisses me like he’s a drowning man and I’m his last breath. I feel the same way. Time slips as I’m lost in the pleasure.

“Maisie,” Jessie grunts as he grinds into me hard. “Fucking…fuck.”

He seizes, his whole body going rigid and I’m right there with him, pussy throbbing, mouth in an O shape as I gasp for air. Jessie’s arms wrap around me, holding me close. His hand caresses my hair and he plants a kiss on my forehead. “That’s my girl,” he says possessively.

“Our girl, too,” Kameron says, letting me know he’s there and waiting. Two down, two to go, but it’s in no way a chore. It’s like knowing there are more chocolates left in the box. More sweetness to fill my mouth and satiate my body.

Jessie releases me from his embrace and I turn and wrap my arms around Kyle’s neck, and he scoops me away from his brother. He smells so delicious of alpine-fresh cologne and warm skin; a scent that reminds me of past pleasure. As he lays me on my front, he slides a pillow beneath my hips, raising my ass in the air. He nudges my thighs open, and Jessie’s cum starts to leak out of me.

“Fuck,” Kyle mutters.

“I’m a mess,” I say softly. “A big sticky mess.”

“You’re perfect,” he says.

Is it weird that it turns me on when he thrusts inside me, using his brothers seed as lubrication for his cock? There’s an element of possession in these acts between us. They’re claiming me. Marking me as theirs. Seeking out their place in a shared life that could be our future.

“I’ll be gentle,” Kyle says, nuzzling my neck and stroking my back.

I glance around and find Kameron sitting the closest. He’s holding his cock tightly, his eyes firmly on Kyle’s hands.

“You’re amazing,” Kyle tells me. “Perfect.” I smile against the bed, and he kisses me between the shoulder blades. One hand grips my thigh, the other stroking my ass. “You ever been fucked here?” he asks, finger sliding over my taint. I jerk from the sensation. It’s not somewhere I’ve ever even been touched before.

“No,” I say breathlessly.

“Would you like to be?”

Now there’s a question. Part of me would love to know what it felt like to be possessed so fully, but part of me is terrified that their huge size would make it either uncomfortable or impossible.

“Maybe,” I say, and I don’t miss the way his cock swells inside me at the answer. I guess it’s something that definitely turns him on.

“Can I touch you there?”

I laugh because he just did without asking. What’s made him so polite all of a sudden? It’s a funny thing to agree to, and it makes me blush hard.

“I think she wants you to,” Kameron says. He takes my hand and wraps it around his cock. All this waiting must be torturous, but in this situation someone has to go last.

It hits me then, that this will always be a waiting game for the boys. If Kyle’s idea becomes reality, I’ll be the center of their world, the sun that they all orbit around. Will they cope with being one of five planets in my solar system? Knowing that they will is fundamental part to me believing this can work.

“Are you okay?” I ask Kameron.

He nods curtly, revealing just how wired he really is.

Kyle is moving, his cock thrusting into me and his fingers pressing against my taint in a matching rhythm. It’s filthy and more arousing than I ever would have guessed. My nerve endings buzz, every touch and invasion of my body setting the hairs on the back of my neck raising.

“Get her on her hands and knees,” Kameron says. His cock is so hard, the rounded tip slicked with pre-cum. I guess he can’t wait anymore.

Kyle helps me up, and Kameron moves to kneel by my head. I taste his arousal as he pushes into my mouth, the heat of him a shock across my tongue.

“You feel so good,” Kyle tells me. “So warm…so wet.”

The more he talks, the deeper I fall into this moment. I realize that it’s still possible to feel the intimacy between us, even when we’re in a group. His hips grind into mine slowly and firmly, each thrust sending pleasure spiking through me. I want to come again. I want him to know how amazing he’s making me feel…it’s just hard when my body has already given so much.

“Are you close?” Kyle asks, and for a moment I consider faking it. I want him to feel good about us being together and he’s seen his brothers make me come. I just don’t want to mislead any of these men. If we’re really going to give this a shot, then honesty is going to be vital. I pull back from Kameron for just enough time to tell him that I don’t think I can.

“Get over here,” Kameron says to Jessie and Joshua. They’ve been watching from their places next to us, but now they’re back in the game. As I suck Kameron until his thighs are shaking, Jessie and Joshua use their hands to stroke my breasts. Jessie’s fingers find my clit and he strokes around it in maddening circles that have me crying out. I didn’t think it was possible to come again, but with so much attention being given to my pleasure, I’m beginning to feel like I can.

Oh…I can.

The brothers fall into a synchronized rhythm. Kyle thrusting into my pussy and stroking my ass, Jessie rubbing my clit, Joshua tweaking my nipples and Kameron using my mouth. It all feels so good that I moan, sending shivers over Kameron that cause his cock to jerk.

I’m so close that when Kyle starts to speed, and Kameron comes in my mouth, my legs almost give way.

“Mmmmm…” I moan loudly, the waves of pleasure just too strong.

“Fuck,” Kyle says, his cock swelling impossibly inside me.

I flop forward until I’m slumped on the bed, ass still in the air as Kyle’s cum begins to trickle from my pussy. I’m surrounded by my boys who all have a hand on my body, caressing in a way that makes me feel so loved and cared for.

All my worries about whether this could work for us are shattered.

Fingers stroke through my hair. Lips kiss my cheek and my lips. Someone tells me I’m beautiful and that this was perfect. Better than they ever could have imagined, and my heart swells.

Nothing could ever compare to the way I feel right now, surrounded by the men who have been in my life for so many years but whom I never truly saw. Knowing my other stepbrother is just a room away but will one day become a part of this is overwhelming.

I breathe slowly, relishing everything, and for five blissful minutes, everything is perfect.

Until a scream rings out and everything is broken.