Page 64 of Bratty Badboys

I sighed and followed him. I knew Cillian was a good person, but there was something mysterious about him. Just like his son. I guess Caleb got it from him, and at least his kids will look chubby and cute.

What am I thinking?

Certainly not imagining having a baby with Caleb.

Mhmm.

Definitely not.

“And this is my old bedroom,” Caleb opened the door to the room and turned on the warm lights and lamp.

Cillian and Emma left after we finished the blueberry cheesecake, and Caleb took us around to show his house. He had a gym in the basement with all the equipment and a vast backyard with pool, loungers, and an old tree house he had made with Sean when he was young. Besides, from Cillian’s room, he showed us his home office with three monitors, colorful lights, and a gaming chair.

When he had put on his glasses, I couldn’t help but kiss him tipping on my toes, so he had smirked and kept them on just to tease me and Kyle.

His old bedroom had a queen size bed with posters of superheroes on his wall?—

“Caleb,” Kyle pointed out to the ceiling as I stayed frozen, eyeing it. “What’s that?”

“What—oh fuck. I… I forgot to take it down?” Caleb said, his eyes wide.

I walked closer to his bed and tilted my head to look up at the huge poster of me. It was most definitely me. I remembered posing for it for the famous song with my hands on my hips, wearing a mini denim skirt, strutting and giving a sultry look at the camera. My belly button piercing gleamed in the poster, my hair long and eyes lined with kohl. I looked hot with the light hitting the tone muscles of my thigh and… and young. Caleb had bought this poster and glued it to the ceiling right above his bed.

“I-I can explain,” he whispered, his voice high and low.

“Explain what, Caleb? You have her poster right above your bed.” Kyle’s voice had a teasing tone to it, but it deepened when he asked, “Did you touch yourself everyday looking at her, hm?”

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NO PROTECTION

CALEB

I didn’t know what to say after that. Especially with Kyle behind me, his warm breath on my neck, our hips pressed together so I could feel the bulge in his pants.

My eyes averted from the surprised look on Anna’s face to the poster that I had jerked off to a million times in my teenage years. I remembered my dad almost caught me one time, and I had to use a lot of tissue paper to clean up the mess I had made.

“I was young, okay,” I started off, swallowing at the heated look in Anna’s eyes. The light from the warm lamp caressed her glowing skin and flushed cheeks, her hair falling around in waves, and the tint of dark lipstick on her pouty lips made her look like a goddess. “I told you I had a crush on you when I was young.”

“You did,” Anna replied, walking towards me, her head reaching my chin with her heels. “Why do you have my poster on the ceiling above your bed, Caleb?”

“Tell her,” Kyle murmured, his voice lowering an octave. His hands roamed around my body, unbuttoning my shirt from behind as his hot breath fanned on my ear, making me shiver. “Tell us how you fucked your fist looking at Anna.”

My lips parted and eyes hooded when she pressed close, her hand reaching for my waistband and pulling me close by wrapping her finger around the belt loop of my pants. I groaned, feeling the soft press of her lips and kissed her. It was dirty, raunchy and hot. Clumsy, wet kisses with rough moans in between.

“I…” I bit her lip and cupped her cheeks. “I always paused the video when you twirled your hips and—fuck.” A breathy groan escaped my lips when Kyle’s hand wrapped around my bulge. I knew it was his hand because it was large with thicker fingers, and he had slipped it inside my pants to stroke my dick through my boxers.

“You’re leaking already, Caleb,” Kyle rasped, his hand moving perfectly, teasing me, edging me. I was so desperate that I started humping it.

“And what, baby?” Anna said, her voice sultry.

“And I fucked my fist. A lot,” I breathed out, gliding my hands down the slender arch of her neck to her tits, cupping them through the dress and finding the metal piercing and pinching her nipples. “I imagined a lot of filthy things, but I loved the thought of fucking you here. Between your perfect tits and making a mess on them.”

“That’s hot,” Kyle whispered in my ear, his erection poking my butt. “Don’t you want to make his wish come true, angel?”

Anna looked over my shoulder, her eyes hooded as she nodded, slowly licking her lips. Her nipples were poking through the dress, and I couldn’t help myself but push the straps from the shoulder and lower my mouth to her breast. I kissed her nipple, teasing the piercing with my teeth before biting it and giving the same attention to the other one.

From her soft groans, I knew she was enjoying it as her nails raked my hair, making me sigh in pleasure. My hands lowered to her dress, tugging the material of the silky dress up and lowered on my knees. I flicked my eyes up to marvel at my boyfriend, kissing my girlfriend and making her moan, making me smirk.

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