Page 20 of Marley
I unlaced my Doc Martens and kicked them off, pulled my jeans down and my T-shirt over my head. By the time I looked up, Siobhan was straddling Maca on the bed, and he was sucking on her tit while digging his fingers into her arse cheeks. She broke their kiss so that she could pull his top over his head. I downed my drink and brought my empty glass, along with the bottle, over to the bedside table, placing them down before crawling up behind Siobhan to join the party.
‘Lavender’by Marillion played as I lifted Siobhan from Maca and turned her around to straddle me. He climbed off the bed and turned the light off, keeping the lamp on, before taking off the rest of his clothes and joining us.
I’ve seen Maca naked countless times before now. We’ve crossed swords pissing in the same toilet and fucked different girls on the same bed at the same time in the past, but we’d never shared a girl. I was fine with it, I just hoped that he was too.
He kissed along Siobhan’s shoulder from behind, his hands slid around to cup her tits. She continued to grind into my naked lap. The length of my dick was between her pussy lips, the tip pressed against her clit. She broke our kiss and turned her head towards Maca and I watched as their mouths collided, tongues tangling. I lowered my head and took her nipple into my mouth, Maca pulling on it at the same time. My tongue lapped at his fingers. It wasn’t intentional. I had never in my life done anything like that before, and I knew with one hundred percent certainty, that I’m wasn’t gay. Writing this doesn’t make me uncomfortable, as I’m clear on that. We were just three people enjoying each other’s bodies, caught up in the moment and just going with it.
I drew Maca’s middle and index finger into my mouth and dragged my teeth along them and Siobhan’s nipple. She let out a groan and when I looked up, they were both looking down at me.
“Fuck, you two are beautiful.” She sounded almost reverent in her tone. She moved her hands to the backs of our heads and simultaneously pulled both of our mouths to hers.
Lips, teeth, tongues. They clashed, tangled, danced, and assaulted. My hands instinctively rose and I gripped each of them by the hair.
My heart wass racing and my stomach felt like a Russian gymnast had taken up residency inside it. Backflips, forward rolls, it was all going on. And my dick? Fuck, that thing was like steel at that moment.
Siobhan shifted and suddenly I was chest to chest with Maca, dick to dick. Her legs were open, and we had a thigh each between them while she rubbed her wet pussy against us. Our heads were both turned towards her, our mouths still on hers, and each other’s.
Simply Red was singing about money being too tight to mention, when Siobhan reached between us, taking our dicks in each of her hands, then wrapping her hands around both, bringing them together.
Maca watched as she lowered her head, taking us both into her mouth at once. My hips thrusted forward of their own volition, and Maca slowly raised his head to look at me. His chest was heaving, eyes shining bright. I reached out and pushed my hands through his long hair, pulling on it so that his head tilted back slightly.
“It’s just sex,” I told him. “It’s just sex. Fucking. It means nothing, it changes nothing.” I was trying to convince him, as much as I was trying to convince myself.
He twisted his head, forcing my fingers to give up their grip on his hair. Grabbing Siobhan by the back of hers, he pulled her up to face us. She had spit or jizz, or a combination of both, all over her chin and around her plump lips. We both dive in at the same time to kiss, lick, and suck it off.
“Jesus, you two are good.” This girl was amazing for our egos. She had no idea that we’d never done this together before.
“You got condoms?” Maca asked.
“Yeah, in the drawer.” I gestured with my chin. Maca reached over, refilled, and then passed us our drinks before pulling a box of condoms from the drawer.
“Do you have any KY?” Siobhan asked.
“You want anal?” The surprise obvious in my voice. Girls had been a bit reluctant to give that up the last few years, since AIDS had reared its ugly head.
“Don’t you?”
“As long as I’m giving, baby. Don’t do the taking.”
“What about you, pretty boy?” She looked over to Maca.
“I’m a giver, not a taker, sweetheart. Nothing gets past my chocolate star fish, unless it’s exiting.”
I spit my drink.
“Dude, you seriously just called your arsehole a chocolate star fish? Have you inspected it that closely to know that’s what it looks like?”
“Well I was gonna call it Marley, but I thought that might cause confusion.”
“Ha, you’re funny.” I couldn’t think of anything to come back with before Siobhan interrupted.
“So, you two ... you’ve never ... with each other, I mean?”
“Fucked?” I sounded all high pitched and indignant.
“No love, never.” Maca answered. “Although he is known as cunt face to many, so I suppose it would be understandable if I was to stick my dick in his mouth one of these days.”
Ha, so my best mate’s suddenly got his balls back and became a comedian.
