Page 58 of Bro Amazing

"I do need bricks to upgrade my city." I reach out and trade resources with Ethan, trying not to giggle at Lionel's look of betrayal.

"You have to know what people want in order to get them to trade." Ethan calmly sets out his resources for his own upgrades.

"You're playing games and don't even care that I'm home?" asks Quintin.

"Of course we care." I smile up at him as I rearrange the cards in my hands so I can better plan my next moves. "Sit down and join us."

"Where did we get a board game?" asks Quintin, plopping down in one of the open chairs.

"I'm not sharing my resources," says Lionel.

"Me either," agrees Ethan.

"We went to a store this morning and picked one out." It was part of our continued Artist Dates.

Ethan and I'd spent the whole morning looking around a comic book store. Normally I wouldn't go in, but Ethan practically lit up as soon as we stepped inside. He showed me around the entire store even though he swore he'd never been there before. He'd been into comic books when he was young before discovering anime, and recognized nearly every poster and explained which shows the action figures were from.

The store had had a full row of games, and we'd decided that learning a new game together would be a fun afternoon date. We hadn't expected two more of our roommates to also come home early, but at least we got a game that works for multiple people.

"Fine," grumbles Quintin. "I'm going to shower and unpack. By the time I'm back, I expect the three of you to be done with this game so we can start a new one and I can join."

"We'd finish sooner if someone would trade me so I can get some ore," complains Lionel.

"I don't have enough points yet to win," says Ethan, "so obviously I'm not going to let you finish the game."

"I can do it without your help," Lionel grumbles.

"We'll see." Ethan lays down more resources for another upgrade.

We go around the table a couple more times. I'm so close to winning.

"Did you finish that game yet?" Quintin steps back into the kitchen smelling fresh from his shower.

"I just need wood and then I'll win!" I nearly jump out of my chair with excitement. These guys are some of the best video gamers in the world, yet I'm winning a simple board game against them. I'm not letting myself consider that they might be letting me win.

"Neither of us have any wood to trade you," says Ethan, grinning as he watches me bounce in my chair. I can't help it.

They win all the time so they're used to it, but this is exciting for me!

"Maybe I can help you out." Quintin shifts me out of my chair and sits down, tugging me down onto his lap. "I definitely have some wood for you."

Lionel and Ethan chuckle, but keep working toward acquiring their resources. I try to do the same, except it's a little challenging with Quintin's hand down the front of my pants, playing with my clit.

It's hard to focus and make the best decisions as my pussy begins to leak for him.

"Keep playing," whispers Quintin as he stands me up and tugs my pants just down my hips.

My jeans are still around my thighs, so they keep my legs pressed together as Quintin pulls me back down onto his lap. Right where his hard cock notches against my entrance. As he lowers me down onto him, his cock stretches my pussy until he's all the way inside me.

When it's my turn, I can barely hold the dice, I'm so focused on the way Quintin fills me. I expect him to move, to fuck me,but he simply keeps himself nestled inside me as I take my turn. I acquire two new bricks, but not the wood I desperately need to win.

"Man, I'm getting so much wood over here now," teases Lionel, fanning his cards in his hand.

"Are you sure you don't want to give me any?" I ask.

"It looks like you're a little full at the moment." Lionel laughs as Quintin wraps his arms around my stomach, holding me still and impaling me on his cock.

I really am, but Quintin isn't doing anything. Just being my chair for this game as his cock twitches inside, holding me against him so I can't move. I need to win this game so he'll fuck me properly. I squeeze my inner muscles around his dick.

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