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ask,
“gay?”
    “First, my name is Chad and this is Phil.” Chad cast Phil a
glance and smiled. “You’re drooling, buddy, wipe your chin.”
    Phil blinked and seemed to snap out of his stupor. “Ya, ya,
who wouldn’t want to get their lips around that impressive cock?”
    I looked at Joe. What did he think of that? He’d never
indicated to me he’d be open to that, yet here he was, handing me off to two
guys and chucking his clothes. He looked at me and then Phil.
    “Sorry, dude, not happening. This is for Tara,” he cupped
his balls, “and I’m pretty sure we can all have a good time being careful with
the body parts.”
    I glanced at Chad and Phil to see what they were thinking.
They didn’t seem put off and I was relieved.
    “No worries.” Phil placed his hand on Chad’s thigh. “We’re
fine with that and would be happy to give Tara a night to remember.”
    I smiled and let Chad pull me back against his chest, liking
how Phil had finally found his voice.
    “You’re shivering,” Chad commented.
    “I’m not cold.”
    He chuckled and my eyelids fluttered. His voice was
hypnotic. I let my eyes close. Better to not think too much. Just enjoy and
languish in their waiting arms. I smiled and heard Joe’s voice. It was close,
as if he were above me, but I still kept my eyes closed, squeezing them so I
wouldn’t be tempted to peek.
    I just wanted to feel.
    “What’s that smile for, darling?”
    “Mmm, no reason. Just anticipating, I suppose.”
    Fingers curled around my ankles, warm and tight. I drew in a
soft breath as they began to massage me and move up my calves.
    “Relax, baby.” That was Chad.
    I nodded and let my breath out. Every muscle seemed to buzz
to life. A quaking deep inside grew with a ferocity that soon had me trembling
with need. My teeth even chattered and I bit down, trying to calm myself. The
muscles in my jaw and cheeks hurt I clamped down so hard.
    The hand resting on my head slid through my hair and it was
exquisite. My scalp tingled and sent shimmering ripples of delight sparkling
down my body, as if a spritz of fizzy water had been poured over me.
    “Check out those nipples.” Chad’s voice swirled around me
like sticky, warm honey.
    I didn’t have to see, just feel. The tension in my breasts
grew and my nipples hardened as a rush of pleasure fanned out over my flesh.
Warm fingers rested underneath my breast, a thumb, or at least I guess it was a
thumb, swept under the skimpy fabric and found my nipple, tormenting it
mercilessly. I no longer cared if I made a noise or squirmed. It was all I
could do to not bounce off my back and tackle one of them beneath me.
    “Hold her, Phil.” It was Joe doing the instructing and I was
glad he’d taken charge. It kept us connected somehow, even with Chad and Phil
joining in. This time I opened my eyes, wanting to see where all the players
were.
    Looking down, Joe was between my ankles, holding them. Chad
sat to my left and it was his thumb rubbing my nipple, his other hand holding
his ramrod-hard cock and stroking it. I reached for it and just as I was about
to curl my fingers around his thickness, Phil took my wrists and pulled them
over my head. I glanced up at him, his face upside down.
    His fingers lightly rubbed the tender flesh on my inner
wrist. The featherlight touch was more powerful than if he pressed firmly. It
set my blood on fire and a molten path of heat poured through my veins.
    “Her heart’s hammering. I can feel it,” Phil told the other
guys and then smiled at me. I returned it, unsure of how nice a smile it really
was, because it felt like a grimace as I tried to keep some self-control.
    He rose on his knees and I saw he’d shed his towel. Two
naked, impressively large and hard cocks hovered near my face. I realized my
mouth was open, as if waiting to be fucked by them and snapped it shut before
glancing down at Joe. My stiff lips wouldn’t let me form words and I moistened
them again.
    “Take your briefs