You know mama ain’t raise no punk.

But I was so nervous. It felt like prom or something. I mean I wasn’t going to do too much.

I was thinking make out, handjob maybe a blow job if it came to that. On second thought, maybe it was exactly like my prom night. I say one thing and my body just keeps saying more. I mean the more I thought about it. The more I wanted to execute it.

It was all I was thinking of at work.

I might have clocked out 5 minutes earlier but no biggie.

How to please Joseph?

How?

I mean, he was hot.

And this, this situation right here...once in a lifetime opportunity. I will never in my life be in this situation again! I just knew it.

I had to take advantage.

And honestly, can I just be honest.

I wanted to be intimate with Joseph, (I was leaning more towards a blowjob) because I was really, really treading on dangerous territories here with Marcel.

I knew I was.

Was I just gonna sit here and lie to myself, pretending I wasn’t?

There was just something about that guy, that I couldn’t allow myself to dwell on.

You know why?

He wasn’t my fucking boyfriend, that’s why?

This thing was just that...a thing and I could not fuck this up. Nope.

Uptight, too many wrong decision Eloise had to relax and go with the flow. No diggity. No doubt baby.

I rushed home knowing Joseph wasn’t there yet and I knew Marcel would be in his studio.

Joseph would get home in about 20 minutes, if he didn’t end up getting a drink with some friends. Which he did on occasion. He was very social. Marcel on the other hand, I’d told him several times he was antisocial.

This kid just shrugged. “I talk when I want to.”

Artists, I tell you.

He said he didn’t need friends, just acquaintances. Some he liked more than others. Then he rolled his eyes. “I don’t just sit on my ass all day staring at the wall.” He seemed offended. “I do get out.”

I scoffed jokingly.

He simply stared at me without a smile and walked away.

Well somebody was upset. I had been making my way back to the room when he’d turned the corner on the stairs.

“Occasionally I go out okay. I have to be in the mood for it. I’m not Joseph.”

One, I was surprised he was still talking about it. And 2 wow, I had really offended him. I’d put my hands up. “Okay, that’s fine.”

He’d looked annoyed and walked off.

What the hell?

Anyways, why am I thinking of Marcel? No Marcel! Joseph! How do I capture this tall, strong, blonde. I wonder what he was into. How he liked it. His kisses were soft, delicate. They were also expertly done. He was a good kisser.

My shower time was that. Focusing on Joseph. Gathering everything I knew from these past two months and figuring out how I was going to get everything together.

We’ll start with watching a show. That was like our thing wasn’t it. And then a little feel up here and there and then a hand job.

If he’ll let me.

Oh shit, what if he rejects it?

No, no, take a deep breathe. Go with the flow.

He had said he wanted to participate. But maybe he meant participate as when Marcel was involved.

My mind immediately went to last night. The way he’d taken that dick.

I exhaled slowly. Watching him get fucked was so exhilarating. His dick. His dick was like...meaty. Not necessarily longer than Marcel’s but it was fatter, like just....thick. And I mean Marcel’s dick was thick, Joseph’s was like....don’t get me wrong it wasn’t one of those monster dicks that could just rip you apart. God help me no.

But I knew to give him head, my mouth would have to be wide, wide.

I finished lotioning my leg and walked out my bathroom into my bedroom.

“Aaahhh---Jesus you scared me!” I brought my hand to my heart. Geez, he doesn’t knock. Like ever.

Marcel sat up on the bed. He'd been laying on his back, staring up at the ceiling. He rubbed his face and watched me as I adjusted the towel and went to my drawer.

“Wassup?” I felt his eyes on my back. I took out a simple white cotton underwear and slipped it on, maneuvering my towel around for some sort of discretion.

“What are you going to do tonight?” He asked leaning back slightly, his arms straight as his palms supported him.

I turned and shrugged as I pulled out a bra.

“No bra.”

I blinked and put the bra back and turned to him. “Okay...”

I walked over to my closet, knowing he was watching me.

“Do something relaxing like that blue tank top and those really short sophie shorts that like hug your ass.”

I turned around slowly and chuckled. He was now leaning on his side causally watching me with a smirk.

“Okay.” I reached out and grabbed exactly the attire he wanted. I remember wearing these shorts way back when I thought they were just gay.

It made sense now. Marcel’s stares back then. But I had no idea those times, I went without a bra, with short shorts and skirts or with the dresses where I went commando that those looks were pure lust and appreciation. You know what, looks from Joseph too that I just brushed aside, now that I think about it.

Who knew Joseph the best? Marcel. So if he said this would do the trick. Then I was sure this would do the trick.

My back to him, I took off my towel and let it hang on its hook.

I slipped into my favorite shorts, pulling it just a tiny bit more than usual, ass cheeks were going to be shown. I grabbed the tank top and pulled it on.

I finally turned to Marcel on the edge of the bed. His legs spread wide, body slightly leaning back.

I don’t know why I did. But I did. I wanted confirmation. I got it. Watching the tent forming between his legs.

I smiled, feeling my pulse race just a bit faster.

Marcel sat up straight and patted his thigh.

My smile grew as I walked over. I almost skipped but I stopped myself.

Immediately, I turned my back to him as I grabbed his thighs and lowered my ass on him.

His soft exhale of satisfaction made me bite down on my bottom lip as his erection pressed against my backside.

We didn’t have to say anything. His hands holding my waist, assisting me as I moved back and forth on his lap. Said it all. I pressed down an little harder with each slide. And he rewarded me with a squeeze.

“Turn around, turn around. “ he whispered gently.

And so I did. But he wanted me to get up. And I followed. His hand guided me to what he wanted even though he didn’t say anything else.

Climbing on my bed my thighs wide on either side of him. I straddled him and he grabbed my ass, scooting me closer so there was no distance between us at all. His erection perfectly nestled against my crotch. We were stomach to stomach, chest to chest.

I rotated my hips as he rocked us. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. There is something mesmerizing about his stare. And then we he got like this, those bedroom eyes of his just electrified me.

I pressed our foreheads together, my arms wrapping around his neck.

We didn’t kiss, but our lips were parted. We were staring at each other’s mouth. we could feel the other’s soft breaths. So close but not sealing the distance.

My hands moved up the nape of his neck. My fingers digging into his hair.

Marcel moaned and closed his eyes.

I ran my hands through his hair, tugging it slightly.

He immediately wrapped his arms around my waist, hugging me tightly to him as he buried his head in my shoulders. He pressed his lips against my neck.

I moaned as I felt my own wetness drip down my folds.

Can we… . Can we fuck right now?

I didn’t even have a chance to ask or ponder on that thought much longer because he groaned and pulled away.

I tried to pull him back in but he scraped the underside of my chin with his teeth.

“Not my night… “ He whispered.

I closed my eyes and arched into him as he dug his erection further into me. “Not my night.” I felt his tongue against my lips and opened my mouth to immediately give him access.

The kiss was sloppy, desperate and oh so fucking sexy, because I could feel what he wanted to do. But it was short lived as he pulled away.

His hands moving our body away as he pushed me to the bed and jumped up.

I licked my lip, his back was to me temporarily and then he turned.

“I’m just getting you ready for him. “ he spoke in an even tone.

“What?” I sat up. Did he have to push me off like that?

“Are you ready?” he asked shrugging. “Horny.” He took a couple deep breaths and put his hands on his hips.

I looked up from quickly glancing at his still present boner. “Yeah.”

“Good.” He nodded and ruffled his hair. “Good.” He turned around hesitantly.

I composed myself on the bed and sat on the edge of it, watching him.

“I’ll be in the studio. “ He turned around and headed to the door.

This motherfucker.

I glared at him, but he didn’t turn back as he closed the door behind him.

**

I giggled and threw another popcorn at him.

Joseph moved his head a little more to the right and caught it.

He pumped his fists in satisfaction and I laughed.

“Okay, one more, one more. “ I leaned back on the couch and lunged the popcorn.

He jumped up, but it hits his lip. He stuck his tongue out to try and get it and then caught it in his hand, three it in the air and caught.

He turned to me and fist pumped again.

I laughed harder.

“Hidden talent Lee. “ he remarked as he sat back down next to me.

“I can totally see it as an Olympic sport.” I remarked, replacing my legs where they usually ended, across his lap when we shared the couch.

I scooted a little further away, so my feet were now in his lap instead. He turned to look at me but I pretend to look at my phone.

Slowly rubbing my foot against his crotch.

I peeked at his reaction.

He was staring down at my feet and then gently held them as he scooted, slight adjusting himself.

He turned to me, my gaze immediately shifted to my phone.

“So what are we in the mood for?” Joseph asked, patting my feet as he reached for the remote.

“Marcel has holed himself in his studio, so we have free range.”

“Comedy?” I suggested, settling, comfortably. My feet moved carelessly between his thigh as I pretended to think. “Hummm… . Wait let me see.” I groaned and stretched across the couch towards him to get the remote.

I could have asked him to hand it, but what would be the fun in that? I wouldn’t have had this perfect opportunity to arch my ass in his face as I reached across him.

I grabbed the remote and settled down really close to him. I looked up at him and smiled. Joseph had quickly averted his eyes from a certain part on my body and smiled back innocently. He stretched on the couch, his legs parting wider.

Legs opening wider huh?

I scrolled through Netflix. “Do you have anything in particular you want to watch? Doesn’t have to be comedy.”

He shook his head. “I trust your taste in Netflix.” He grinned.

“Well Just friends it is. “

Joseph moaned. “Ryan Reynolds!”

I laughed. “You already know! “

We were obsessed with him. Marcel said there was nothing special about him. We labeled him a hater. Marcel was just a hater.

Joseph was not the touchy-feely guy I’d noticed. His was always an arm around the shoulder, or hand on a part of the body and that’s it.

Unlike Marcel who surprisingly in his cold nature adored, hugs and cuddles and would latch on whenever the mood struck him. Was no doubt that Marcel liked to touch. It’s as if he needed to feel. And I loved his cuddles and hugs.

Joseph was more vocal and he was a do-er. As in he did things for you to show his appreciation.

He loved compliments.

Marcel couldn’t care less.

Joseph was a tall affectionate bundle of joy.

Marcel was… … I don’t know what he was. Moody, unpredictable?

“Why are you staring at me?” He whispered, his eyes still focused on the screen. He slowly moved his hand over my thigh.

I smiled. “I think you’re really special.” I whispered back.

Joseph couldn’t hide his smile. He blinked and turned to me, his eyes shining. “Oh yeah?”

I nodded. Without waiting for him to do anything else I leaned into him and pressed my lips against his. Soft and warm. I moved my lips slowly and cautiously and he followed suite. First just our lips, then I felt his hand cup the side of my face. I parted my lips, letting my tongue tease him as my hands slid down his shoulders.

He accepted the kiss, tilting his head, lips also parting as I felt his tongue against mine.

His kissing technique was more calculated than Marcel’s.

I liked the unpredictable urge in Marcel’s kisses. But this was nice. Yes it was.

I moaned into the kiss as my hands travelled further down.

Joseph deepened the kiss. One hand grabbing my waist bringing our bodies even closer.

I ran my hand over his thigh and slowly trailed it to his crotch.

He shifted his hip into my hand and I pressed down a little harder.

There it was.

Joseph broke the kiss and looked down to where my hands were.

He looked back up at me. Lips wet and pupils dilated. “You don’t have to do that.” He whispered.

“What?”

“I’m not Marcel. “ He straightened up and released me. “You don’t have to act like you want this from me.”

My mouth dropped.

He chuckled. “Look, Lee, I’m not immune to your charms, but I do know you’re really in this for Marcel.” he put his hand over his bulge. “And I’m okay with that.”

“I’m not only in this for Marcel.” I protested weakly.

Joseph shrugged. “I get it. He’s passionate, all in.” he shrugged again. “Give him a month.”

I sat back. “Give him a month and he’ll be done with me.” I whispered.

Joseph looked down and sighed. “That came out meaner than I thought.”

I crossed my arms over my chest and shook my head in disbelief.

Joseph ran his fingers through his hair and turned back to me. “Look, Lee… “

“You’re an asshole you know that. “ I whispered angrily.

His lips parted.

“Like I actually like you. I do, a lot.” I spoke up. “But you have your head stuck so far up your ass that you see me as this stupid ass dumb threat. Which I’m not!” I pointed to him. “You’re the one who initiated this whole thing. Why offer something you don’t want?” I hit the couch and got up.

Joseph grabbed my arm, stopping me halfway. I turned to look back at him.

“You like me?” He whispered curiously.

“No.” I pouted.

He gently pulled me back to the couch. “Sit Lee.”

I did just that but pulled my ark away from him and crossed my arms over my chest. I stared pointedly at the screen. I’d missed what was happening.

“Lee… “

“Okay so I am attracted to Marcel. “ I turned to him and put my hands up. “I’m attracted to you too. It’s just Marcel is the only one to show that he’s into me. That’s why I’m so responsive to him.” I pointed to him. “You on the other hand, I don’t know. Sometimes I think yes , other times it’s no, half the time I feel like I’m in a competition I don’t want to be in and the other time you’re being so amazing.” I took a deep breath as I stared at him.

He blinked several times, his facial features softening. “I upset you. “ he whispered. “I’m sorry. “

I sank into the couch and shrugged. “Whatever, let’s just rewind the movie and watch it. “ I picked up the remote.

Joseph reached out and put his hand over mine, taking the remote from me. He paused the scene and turned back to me.

“Why don’t we continue.” He offered.

I pouted as he took my hand and placed it back on his crotch. Surprisingly, he was still very much there and hard. I looked down as he ran my hand down his length.

“Well if you think I’m only doing this for Marcel, then we don’t have to.” I countered with false bravado, enjoying the feel of his thickness beneath my fingertips.

Joseph chuckled and cupped the side of my face, his thumb grazing my cheek. “How about, you only say my name for now.” He whispered right before he crashed his lips against mine.

I lied y’all. I lied. Joseph did have passion behind his kisses. As his mouth moved over mine, I grabbed his shoulders as he laid me down on the couch. His body now on top of mine as he kissed me.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed, bringing my arms up around his neck and wrapping my legs around his waist.

I sighed in satisfaction as he rubbed himself against me.

The build up was nice.

Each pressure getting me closer, each kiss a little hungrier than the last.

I was fumbling with his button and zipper for a bit until he released my mouth and reached between our bodies to unbutton and unzip his pants. He smiled as he looked back up, but my lips were already against his. He scooted his pants down a little bit, before turning his attention back to our kiss.

We’ve broken the invisible barrier. Oh my god.

I leaned into the kiss as I shoved my hands down his pants.

His tongue ran over the side of my mouth as he arched his hip forward.

Unlike Marcel, Joseph wore briefs. I ran my hand over his smooth hair over his bulging balls before grabbing his thickness.

Fuck that was full. I ran my hand up and down his length.

Joseph’s moan of approval sent shivers down my spine.

I pulled it out and jerked him slowly as he ran kisses down my neck. His hand cupping my breast. His thumb and index finger squeezing my nipple through the shirt.

I moaned and weighed beneath him. Marcel was right. No bra had been a good move.

He came back up and our lips met again. This time his hand traveling down my stomach, he dipped his fingers between the elastic band, roaming further until he cupped me.

I inhaled deeply, spreading my legs more.

Joseph lifted his head, our eyes locking together as he grazed his fingers through my wet lips. He licked his bottom lips, blue eyes darknening.

“It’s been a while.” He whispered. “Tell me if you don’t like something.”

I nodded and swallowed hard as he slipped a finger inside me. “I like it.” I whispered for verbal confirmation.

He smiled and slipped another in I moved my head to close the gap between our mouths. Two fingers were even better. I rolled my hips.

There was a difference, I couldn’t help but compare.

The slight hesitation in his ministration. Marcel had more confidence and seemed to know more about pleasing the vagina----no,no Marcel. Stop it. Only Joseph right now. Your undivided attention. Besides It felt good, good enough to get me hornier. I pushed on his chest, pressing his back on the other side of the couch. I immediately lowered myself.

He stared breathing hard, lips parted as I settled between his legs.

I watched him as I grabbed his thick pulsing member and licked the shiny head. He bit down on his bottom lip and moved his hip into my mouth.

I smiled and did it again. Sucking on his head, before running my tongue down the side, trying to get him as wet as possible. I wouldn’t be able to. Get my mouth all the way down there, but my hands could pick up where my mouth left off.

Satisfied with how wet his dick was. I looked up and smiled as I jerked him off.

His eyes we’re closed, lips parted as his breathing increased.

He liked it.

I bent down and put him in my mouth. Just a little at a time. I wasn’t crazy. Had to adjust my mouth, open to its full capacity as I took more.

“God… . . “ he panted as he grabbed my head.

I came up for air, eyes a bit watery as I jerked him off. I found my limit, and honestly it wasn’t too far down. Beside the head was the most important part, my hand could entertain the rest.

I put him back in my mouth and sucked him. Rolling my tongue around his head as I moved my head up and down. The wet slurping sound, filling the air along with the voices from the movie.

“Yes… Lee… fuck… . You like that?” He asked.

I looked up at him and nodded.

He groaned as he pressed my head down. Up and down again.

I wanted to smile.

He was so careful with how far he went. He must have known he could hurt somebody with that thing.

I lifted my head and swallowed as I stared straight at him. “I can take a little more, don’t worry.”

“Fuck… . “ he pressed my head down further. Moving it up and down his length. My hand picked up the rest of his dick. Squeezing and twisting. I gasped as he plopped out of my mouth. I lowered and licked his balls. Sucking on a fat one, he dug his fingers into my hair.

I smiled in satisfaction, about to put him back in my mouth again when he grabbed me under my armpits and in one smooth move had me laying on top of him.

Whoa, he was stronger than I realized.

Joseph kissed me. His dick throbbing between our bodies as he palmed my ass. “Can I fuck you?” he whispered in my ear.

My whole body trembled at his words as a fresh pool of wetness filled my panties. “Yes.” I whispered without hesitation.

I giggled as got off the couch, Joseph stuffing himself with some trouble, back in his pants. We left the T. V on, but he kissed me on the stairs on our way up. He picked me up as soon as he came out of their room with a condom. I giggled as I wrapped my legs around his waist. Kissing him and running my hand down his package as he walked to my bedroom.

From the moment he dropped me on my bed, I knew he was going to be a cautious lover. One who took his time, and honestly it upped up the anticipation for me. Seeing him fully naked, his dick aiming at me as he pulled my clothes off. The way he laid on top of me, but made sure he wasn’t going to squish me. His touches, kisses, moaning.

He was a lover.

I grabbed his condom clad dick and he chuckled, running his lips down my collar. “Slowly, Lee… I don’t want to hurt you. “

“I’m not a little virgin.”

He smiled as he rubbed his dick against my wetness. “Trust me. “ he slowly penetrated me, watching my reaction.

What had I underestimated him? I’m pretty sure I didn----oh… oh… that was a stretch.

“You okay?” he whispered.

I nodded. “Yes.”

He moved out slowly and then back in. He held my face as he did it a couple times, watching how I was adjusting.

I could do more. I moaned and met him on his next insertion, putting him deeper inside me.

Joseph groaned and kissed me hard. Rotating his hips.

Oh wow… that was nice.

I moved my hips in encouragement.

That was all the fuel he needed as he kissed me and fucked me at a constant rhythm.

He was vocal.

That shit made me feel like a sex God.

But then I realized he probably wanted confirmation from me too.

“You feel so good. “ I panted.

He fucked me harder.

“Fuck… . Joseph… . Fuck.”

He rolled his hips into me, sucking on my neck.

Every noise I made, every verbal cue, unleashed something in him, which was good, cause that made him fuck the shit out of me.

I gasped as I clung to him. I bite down on my bottom lip as he rubbed my clit.

“Are you cumming?”

Yes. I arched into him, feeling them tingles in my feet. Lee speak. “Yes… .. Yes… “

“Fuck… . “

I didn’t know there was going to be a point where he let himself go. But there it was. His hips moving a faster, his strokes deeper. His moaning in my ear.

Jesus Christ, these boys were going to destroy me. My body shook as a wave went over me.

**

“Hey sleepy head. . “

I moaned and turned my head to the side. Tired sleepy eyes strained to open. My vision blurred as I tried to make out the figure in front of me. It was so dark in the room.

He scooted closer. That nose, hazel eyes, soft dark chocolate hair.

“Marcel?”

I smiled tiredly and scooted into him.

He pulled the covers higher on my body and tucked me in. I sighed in satisfaction as I drifted off to sleep. I felt a kiss on my nose and then my mouth as I gave in to the slumber.

**

I have solved the riddle of life.

Why not both?

Joseph said he didn’t want the dynamic to change but it had. It has and I felt more at home then ever.

They were my boys, and nobody could tell me different.

I finally told Lady.

“Holy fucking shit Lee!” She squealed. “What the fuck!”

“Ssshhhhh! “ I looked around in embarrassment, covering her mouth with my hands.

She pushed my hand away. “Don’t shush me, this is gold!”

And then the questions were rolling.

“Who’d you fuck first. Don’t answer that Marcel.”

“Who’s bigger?”

“Joseph.”

“Who’s a better lover?”

“Both.”

“Be honest.”

“It’s different.”

“Lee!”

“Okay, okay… I just Marcel just knows more you know. It’s not Joseph’s fault, he usually goes for guys okay. I am not complaining. He got me off… he just… “ I shrugged with a mischievous smile. “Needs more girl time.”

“OMG…”

I laughed. She grabbed me and we laughed harder.

“You are fucking living the dream. “ she hissed.

I grabbed her. “I told you cause I trust you with my life, so not fucking tell a soul.”

She grimaced. “Can I please, please tell Tyler, I just wanna see his face destroyed knowing you’re fucking two guy----”

I put my hand over her mouth. “Not a word.”

She rolled her eyes and sighed heavily. “Well they’re both fucking invites to the party tonight, so you need to bring your men.”

“They’re not my men.” I shrugged. “Besides in a months time, they’ll be over me…”

“Damn Lee, why would you say that?”

I shrugged again. “And will that be weird? I mean, I’ll probably like have to move or something right… . Uuugghhh!”

Lady grabbed my arm. “Shut the fuck-up. Bitch enjoy this moment for the both of us. Everything will be fine. Island motto. Live for today.”

**

It had been an interesting week indeed.

Just yesterday, Joseph and I had another moment.

This time he had wanted to taste me.

It took sometime but we got there.

With that being said, Marcel was barely around.

Holding himself in his studio. Which led me to believe I had dreamed that he’d came to my room the other night.

Joseph would give me glances that made me hot. Made me think that I wanted to try riding him, next time.

Next time?

Yes. Next time.

But I missed Marcel’s touches.

Of fuck, a bitch was getting greedy.

I had none and now I had two and didn’t even know how to act.

But then again, if this was only going to last for a month.

Why not take full advantage.

“Yes! I’m in!” Joseph grinned. “It’s been a while since we went to a club. I am ready to dance!”

I squealed and jumped on him. He laughed and twirled me around.

God, Joseph made everything so fun.

“Why are you two being so loud?” Marcel grimaces as he entered the kitchen. He had a twizzler hanging from his mouth. A loose fitted linen shirt with paint and skinny sweatpants. He walked barefoot as he went to the fridge.

I hopped off Joseph and rushed to him. “Marcel we’re going to Lady’s birthday bash tonight.” I showed him the flyer.

He rolled his eyes. “You two have fun.”

“You’re coming!” I jumped on him. Surprised he caught me around the waist. “I’m not taking no for an answer.”

“N---”

I crashed my lips against his. If he was surprised, he recovered quickly pressing back on my lips with a hunger I missed.

Not know Lee.

I broke the kiss and jumped off him. “Good.” I beamed at them. Joseph smiling, Marcel staring at me, his lips parted with a certain look in his face that I couldn’t make out. “Everybody we need to be ready at 11:00.”

“No.” Joseph put his hands up. “We get down here at 10:00 and pregame.”

My eyes widened.

Joseph put his arm around my neck. “Because Lee, it will be the best night of our lives if we can get Marcel drunk.”

I gasped in excitement and turned to the tall brooding guy next to us.

Marcel smirked. “He’s only saying that cause I’m not a cheap date. “

Joseph hit the counter. “One for one Marcel. “

Marcel chuckled at the absurdity. “It only takes you one drink.”

“Three.” Joseph said proudly.

I bent over and laughed. Noticing their eyes on me, I straightened up and flung back imaginary long hair. “Boys, I can show you a thing or two.” I winked at them as I turned to go to my room. “You’re both on.”