Page 29 of Bro Amazing

I open the door and make my way to the basement.

Chapter Twelve

The guys are sitting around on the sofa again, and for a moment it feels like the last time I came down here and Miles sat me on his lap. My stomach flips at the memory as I weave through the darkness to sit on the empty spot they left for me. This time, though, it smells like fresh warm pizza and there's a stack of boxes on the coffee table.

"What's the occasion?" I ask, as Ethan passes me a doubled up plate and opens a few boxes for me to pick out which kind I want.

"We won today," says Lionel, snagging two big slices weighted down with olives for himself and sitting back to lounge on the sofa.

"Is that rare?" I still haven't researched my roommates. I should have done that today since I found their names last night, but after all the …activity … yesterday, all I wanted to do was write down all the sensations and emotions before I forgot any of them.

Not that I think that's about to happen any time soon. Those orgasms werememorable.

"No, but they're a high-ranked team, so we figured we'd take tonight off," says Helix.

"So what are we watching then?" I get as comfortable as I can on the sofa, highly aware that as soon as we're done eating, they may decide that part of their winning celebration includes fucking their girlfriend.

"Oh, this show is awesome. You're going to love it," says Miles. "It's about a guy who flies through time and space in a police box."

"I've never heard of anything like that." Living here is apparently going to broaden more than just my sexual horizons.

Miles presses play and we all sit back to watch the show, casually munching on pizza. My roommates are especially hungry, grabbing seconds before we even fully know what the problem is that the travelers are supposed to be solving on this planet. Not that I blame them. I'm hungrier than normal myself after last night, and they did most of the work.

It's not long before all the pizza is polished off and the boxes have been moved to a corner so they can prop their stocking feet on the edge of the table. Half of me immediately thinks that we need to give this entire basement a solid once-over with some cleaner, and the other half is jealous that they get to stretch out and I'm stuck curled up in the corner.

As the second episode starts up, and my roommates make no attempts to move from the sofa, I begin to shift more in my seat. Not only from feeling cooped up in the corner, but because I'm wondering if and when they are going to flip the mood down here from "hang out" to "horny". I mean, this is nice, just relaxing together, but it's not how things have historically gone for us, and it's weirding me out.

"Stick your legs out straight," says Helix on my left.

This is it. The moment things turn from friendly to sexy.

"No, across my lap." Helix grabs my knees and turns me slightly so my legs drape across his lap and my feet end up in Miles's lap next to him.

But no one reaches for the zipper on my jeans to pull them down. Instead, Helix simply holds my legs as Miles massages my socked feet. It is not sexy, but it is relaxing. Having Miles rub my feet is the most pampered I've ever felt, which is both a little sad and also weird given that these guys aren't my real boyfriends. I've had actual boyfriends before, sort of, but they never just casually touched me like this. My roommates haven't taken me out on dates or anything, but here they are, making me feel almost cared for.

Ethan hooks his arm around my shoulders and turns me slightly, tucking me against his side so I can watch the show without getting a crick in my neck. The touch is so nonsexual, I'm not sure what to do with myself. I lay against him, waiting for something to change and for one of them to make a move, but nothing happens.

Eventually, I give in to the cozy vibe they've created and drape my arm low across Ethan's stomach, allowing the soothing touch of my roommates to help me sink into a sweet sleep.

I'm cozy and warm, snuggled into a soft pillow and hugged by blankets. I should still be solidly asleep. Why am I awake?

A hand snakes around my waist and pulls me back against a hard chest, shifting me to lay completely on my side as something firm nudges its way between my thighs. I'm groggy, my throat dry from sleep and my thoughts muddled. Is this a dream?

The firm thing slides between my thighs, and a male voice groans behind me. Then the thing—a cock?—hits my clit on thenext stroke before pulling back. A hand moves down my thigh, pushing it forward until my knee lays on the bed, giving whoever is behind me better access to my pussy. On the next stroke, the cock presses against my entrance and then shoves homes.

There's no foreplay, no slow stoking of the embers. No, he starts at full inferno, pumping hard and fast in short strokes. It takes my body a moment to catch up, but the fact that one of them snuck into my bed in the middle of the night for a quick fuck is a turn-on in and of itself.

Especially not knowing which one he is.

"I want you to squirt again," he groans in my ear, distorting his voice. "This time for me."

His words are dirty, if indecipherable. My entire focus is on the way our bodies are hooked together.

Still inside of me, my mystery boyfriend rolls me onto my stomach and begins pounding me into the mattress, his hips slamming into my ass with each powerful stroke. My fingers search for purchase, clawing into the pillow as my boyfriend drives this rollercoaster I'm on. It's so good, rough and wild and so different from the other experiences with these gamers. Pulling my pillow closer, I moan into it as an orgasm explodes through my body.

My boyfriend pounds into me twice more, and I'm sure I'm going to have bruises on my ass in the morning from his hipbones. Then he drops onto my back, pressing me down into the mattress as he groans into the crook of my neck. He's heavy on top of me, but my whole body feels so languid that it's like having a weighted blanket. Perfect for sleeping beneath.

My sleep shirt is rucked up beneath my arms. It's uncomfortable and bulky, but the weirdest part is that my body is warm. And getting warmer by the second. My head is still fuzzy from sleep and it feels so good, I never want to wake up from this dream.

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