The downside of having woods surround your lake house was that the trees dropped a ton of leaves. It looked like no one had taken care of raking last fall. Well, at least I didn’t have to bag them. In the country, they allowed you to burn yard waste. Soon the air became filled with the acrid aroma of burning leaves. I loved that smell.
I spent the morning outside. Once I’d safely put the fire out, I walked inside to find the girls lounging around, talking.
“You stink,” Tami announced.
“Go take a shower to get the smoke scent off of you,” Tracy said.
If I had truly been a ‘stupid boy,’ I would have argued that most of the smell was in my clothes. But this looked like it was leading to something. Frankly, I was open to it. I hadn’t spent quality time with either of them in a long time, and after yesterday’s events, we seemed to have all grown closer. Besides, and especially since I’d taken the pain meds, I was horny.
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When I came out of the shower, I found the girls sitting on the bed with their backs to the headboard, checking me out.
“Holy shit,” said Tracy when she saw my massive bruising. “How can you even move with something like that?”
“Better living through medicine. Now, we all know where this is headed, so you need to get undressed,” I said as I dropped my towel.
They looked at each other and did what girls do: secretly communicate with one another via brainwaves or some such. Then they both turned, and I saw the lust in their eyes. Hell, yes!
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We spent the afternoon playing a little game I liked to call ‘Which Girl Can I Make Climax the Hardest?’
Tracy was easy. Thanks to our extensive history of quality time between the sheets, I knew what combination of buttons to push to get her there … repeatedly. I had to spend more time with Tami. We’d only been together a few times, but that was fine. It gave me a chance to use all my moves to discover what she liked.
Tami had gained a little freak in her; that was a pleasant surprise. Sometimes, the sexual beast wanted to get a bit rowdy. Tami encouraged it.
Mr. Happy finally slipped into a coma. He’d put up a valiant effort, if the two satisfied girls were any indication. I couldn’t help but be a little disappointed in the big guy. Maybe I should talk to Joey about conditioning exercises she might show me. Then again, she might make him flip that giant tractor tire and snap him off.
“I’m going to have to talk to Cassidy if I ever plan to keep up with you. Whatever she’s doing to get you in shape has paid off,” Tami said as if reading my mind.
She’d just picked the wrong girl. Then I remembered that I hadn’t shared my Joey infatuation with Tami. But then again, she might be talking about cardio.
“I’m not so sure. I think he just did an okay job. We might have to have a rematch soon,” Tracy said.
“I’ve been learning all about hooking up. That may be my new go-to relationship mode in college,” I shared.
“Here I thought that was every guy’s dream,” Tracy said.
“That’s actually a departure for David. If you hadn’t noticed, he’s quite the romantic. He was never happier than when he dated Brook,” Tami said.
The mention of Brook woke Mr. Happy.
“Look at that. Maybe I can be Brook in your fantasy. What was her favorite thing to do?” Tracy asked.
“Anal,” I said with a straight face.
Tami grabbed her phone and called Brook. I secretly crossed my fingers that she would come through for me.
“Tracy and I lured David into bed. It seems he still has a thing for you, and Tracy offered to play you in his fantasy. He says your favorite thing to do is anal,” Tami said to out me.
I heard Brook laughing, and then she told Tami something that caused her eyes to get big.
“Really!?” she said and covered up the phone. “She says you like to receive it as well.”
I snatched the phone out of Tami’s hands.
“That was supposed to be our little secret,” I whined.
“Shut up,” Brook said. “Do me a favor and jump onto video chat. I’m horny and want to watch.”
“The things I do for you,” I huffed.
I handed the phone back to Tami and told her what Brook wanted. Both girls’ eyebrows went up into their bangs. I waggled mine back in response, and Tami quickly turned on the video so Brook could be her little voyeur self.
A thought suddenly occurred to me, and I voiced it.
“No recordings, Brook.”
Brook looked at me like I was indeed a ‘stupid boy.’ I realized that I had been. Ah, well, to the task at hand.
Tracy proved to be worthless. After multiple orgasms, I had the equivalent of whiskey dick. Tracy was still aroused from before, so she climaxed in short order and tapped out. I grabbed the phone from Tami and pointed it at my junk.
“This is what you’re missing, Hotness.”
I heard Brook’s vibrator begin to buzz and her moan. I handed the phone to Tracy to play the camera operator as I had fun with Tami.
Once we were done, I took the phone to the bathroom so I could have a private talk with Brook.
“Damn, I miss you,” Brook admitted.
That should have sent my heart soaring. Instead, it made me sad for what I’d lost.
