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Okay, I said I’d be too busy to post for a few weeks, but I couldn’t help writing another chapter! It has a bit more story…
All characters above the age of 18.
Character key at the end.
*
The days were getting warmer, and we spent more time outdoors. Today, everyone was home. We played basketball in the afternoon.
“Jordan has to be on Ollie’s team. Orherwise, he’ll just throw the game.” Caleb stated matter of factly. He was sweaty and shirtless, a feast for my eyes.
Jordan frowned. “What? No, I won’t.” He wiped his forehead with an almost see through white shirt.
Avery nudged me with his arm and winked.
I gave Jordan my best big eyed face. “You don’t want me to win?”
“Oh, Oliver, that’s not… Of course, I want you to win.”
“Case and point,” Asher snickered.
“Might as well be wagging his tail,” Reese ribbed.
Jordan’s cheeks actually pinkened!
I walked over to the embarassed brother and gave him a tight hug. “I think your sweet, Jordie.”
He ran his hands down my back, squeezed my ass cheeks, and lifted me by the back of my thighs, which I automatically wrapped around his waist.
“I love being on your team,” he replied and kissed me on the nose. I giggled.
“Alright, enough canoodling.” Reese pulled me off Jordan, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. I loved being carried from one strong man to another! “Me, Jordan, little one. Caleb, Asher, Avery. Bring it on.”
It was a close game in the beginning, but Caleb and the twins, from years of playing sports together, had this telepathy, like they knew where one of the others was without even looking. Technically, they got to the set game point first, but we were having a blast, so no one called it, and we kept playing.
Reese gave me the signature naughty look, looked at the twins, then leaned down to whisper in my ear. “Do you want me to lick your dick or your ass tonight?”
I gasped, instantly turned on by his gruff words.
Asher fumbled the ball. “What did he say to make you excited?”
Jordan stole the ball and made a lay up.
“Hey, no cheating!” Avery yelled playfully.
“We should have been playing like this since the beginning!” Reese joked and had everyone took a break for gatorade.
After the game, while we showered in order, Jordan made dinner, and the rest helped or lounged around, I noticed Avery was quieter than usual. I squeezed in next to him on the large beanbag in corner. We squished together more as my weight sunk us deeper into the seat. I threw a leg and an arm over him and gave him a small peck on the cheek.
“Whatcha thinking about, Avery?”
“Liv, I…” he confided in me that he felt like he’s the ‘dumb twin.’ Apparently a recent test score came back and Avery failed by one point, while Asher passed by one point.
“Oh, come on! One time doesn’t mean anything.”
He turned more towards me, shoving his face against my hair, and squeezing me for comfort. He mumbled, “But it’s not one time. While we usually score close, Asher almost always gets a point or two higher. We study together and everything. We’re supposed to have the same genes! Why…”
“Aw, Avery… I didn’t want to bring this up, but Asher has joked more than a couple times that he feels like he’s the ‘boring twin.'”
“What??” Avery looked shocked. “But we do everything together! He’s not just sitting in some corner while I go have all the fun.”
“You mean sitting in a corner, moping, like you are now?”
“Shut up,” he joked and squeezed me tighter.
“I think you guys are so used to being identical and always together that you compare yourselves against each other too much. Give yourselves some slack. You don’t have to be the exact same. And you don’t have to be different either.”
“Wait! Pause!” He turned his head, searching for his twin. “Oy! Asher! Come over here.”
Asher picked me up and replaced me in the beanbag. He pulled me onto both of them.
Avery said, “Okay, Liv, repeat what you just said.”
I did. They were both quiet for a few moments.
They looked at each other, talking without talking in their own way. I could physically see when they finished their eye contact conversation with each other.
“You’re right, thanks Olive.”
They hugged me tightly and kissed me on the arm and neck.
“So, you want me to do the test retake, Avery?” Asher asked.
“No, I’m going to pass this on my own.” He smiled wide.
“Atta bro!” Asher encouraged. “I’ll still be there just in case. Maybe we can switch on a bathroom break or something, and I’ll just check over your answers without changing them unless there’s a glaring mistake.”
“Deal.”
“Guuuuyysss, at least don’t talk about cheating in front of me!!”
“You don’t count. You wouldn’t rat us out, right? Or they’re be consequences…” Asher started tickling me.
“Help! Someone help me!” I yelled while laughing.
Caleb barreled in and swooped me up, only to start tickling me himself.
The rest of the weekend was fun and silly.
…
“Hey, mecidiyeköy escort I want to test something…”
Reese asked me if I’d watch porn with him. I mean, I had done that with Caleb, but that was before…
“Why?”
“I wonder if I’m gay now. Or at least bisexual. I…” He cleared his throat. “Want to try watching gay porn to see if it does anything for me, but it feels weird to watch alone.”
“Oh, sure.”
We settled in.
“Do you think he’s cute?” I couldn’t help asking. The twink on screen was really pretty. More slight than I was. He was so enticing… Did Reese prefer someone like that?
“No.”
I looked over. Sure enough, he looked borderline bored. I couldn’t help a small smile form. I was pleased.
“Are you happy right now that I don’t like the pornstar?”
“Is it bad if I say yes?”
He pecked me on the cheek and tried another video.
Oh, wow, I thought this one was hot. I leaned in closer to the screen, then pulled myself back. Be cool. Be cool. I looked at Reese again, and again he seemed thoughtfully watching at best.
Moans brought my eyes back to the screen. I couldn’t help stealthily move my hand down to rub myself over my clothes.
My movement must have caught his eye, because he zeroed in on me and hummed in appreciation. I peeked at his lap. He started hardening.
“That’s enough testing. Forget the video. Strip, little one.”
“Huh?!”
“Come on, start by showing me some skin.”
Was that okay? We’d done a lot… but this made a little self concsious.
His eyes looked so sure, and he looked interested for the first fime since we’d laid down.
I gently lifted my shirt, showing off some of my torso. Reese brushed over my exposed skin briefly and returned his hands to behind his head, watching dutifully.
I pulled it off and threw it at his face. He laughed and threw the shirt to the ground. I did the same with the shorts. He threw those aside and pulled down my underwear himself.
Reese’s soft cock twitched under his sweats when he ran his eyes over my naked form.
“You’re like my live porn.” He groaned. “Jack yourself.” His cock was filling quickly. So quickly, it jerked.
“Now stretch your boy pussy.” He threw a bottle of lube next to me.
A bolt of lust shot through me.
I leaned against pillows and pulled my knees up to my chest. I rubbed around and around my hole, then slipped in a finger, quickly followed by a second.
“Yeeaaahhh.”
He watched intently as I pumped the two fingers in and out of me. I went deeeeep in and out. I knew it’d be better if his longer fingers were doing this. “Reese.”
“Yes, little one?”
“Do you… um… I think it’d feel better if…”
“What?” He leaned up.
“If it were your fingers.”
He jumped up, quickly shoving my fingers out with his. The size difference was immediate in the stretching of my hole. I threw my head back in happiness!
“Look at me.”
Oh, I lifted my head with all the strength I had left in my neck and looked at him through bleary eyes.
“Fuck you look drunk. On pleasure. The pleasure I’m giving you.”
I nodded my head and grabbed his wrist, trying to pull it closer to me, deepen his fingers. He growled and pushed in me until his knuckles met the rim. My mouth was open in moans then silent moans as I lost my voice.
He removed his hand, and I immediately whined in disappointedment. “Reeeese, please!” My eyes had slipped shut again, and it was too much effort to open them. “Please, why did you stop?”
“Rub me.” Ooh his cock was enough to draw my attention. I slicked up his cock, strocking and twisting. I followed the throbbing vessels. I paid special attention to his mushroom head. He grit his teeth.
He reached out to stroke my dick. Ooohh, I stroked him faster.
“Look at us.”
I did.
“Your small hands on my big cock, and my big hands on your smaller one.”
I moaned. We made quite the picture. It was really really hot. He brought his hips to mine and rubbed us together. I wasn’t super small, but I liked the size difference. His big, smooth member gliding against my ridges. I had to use two hands to keep us aligned.
He gripped his cock and thumped his sensitive head against mine!
“Oh!! Reeeeese,” I whined in ecstacy.
He pulled on his balls and shifted stances. My heavy eyelids slipped shut again. I tried to regain control of my breathing. This man was making me lose function!
His huge cock shoved into me. My eyes popped open with my shout!!
Reese loomed above me. Without any build up whatsoever, his hips snapped against me.
“That’s a damn good boy pussy. The tightest, warmest, little one there ever was.” He breathed harshly, staring me down and taking in every one of my reactions. It felt like every one of my muscles was twitching.
“Reese, you’re amazing!!” I ran my hands down his muscled pecs and tight abs. I ran them up and down, petting him to my heart’s content.
He reached for my dick. taksim escort bayan “Together.”
Just a few strokes, and my whole body was shaking with pleasure. Reese filled me up, too!
We lay panting on the bed.
I turned my head to look into his eyes. “So what’s the verdict?” I teased.
“Might need to try that again to be sure.”
I swatted his bicep, then squeezed it. He flexed, and I squeezed again. I ended up running my hands aaaall over his body until we were ready to go again.
…
The following week was my driver’s test!
It was during Avery’s make up exam. Jordan said he really wanted to take me, but he had a big case, so he’d cook us an extra delicious dinner with dessert to celebrate. I loved that idea.
Caleb said he’d take me. I was working my part time job right beforehand, which was walking distance, so I said I’d meet him there fifteen minutes before my scheduled time.
That day, everything seemed to be going right. The weather was great, I had a good time at school, I just had a short few hours shift, which usually wasn’t a thing, but they needed someone during shift change at the store. The customers were all really nice.
The walk over to the DMV was also a great idea. It relaxed my nerves. I had been practicing. All the guys said I was more than ready. I was feeling good!
I checked in and waited in the allotted area. I was so looking forward to finally getting my license. I held some shame from being 18 years old and not having my license yet, when most got theirs years ago. Even though I didn’t have a car yet, I felt like this was a big step for me for my independence. I might have different difficulties than some teenagers my age, but when I worked hard and put the effort in, things work out!
I had arrived earlier than the meeting time with Caleb. I people watched. People from all walks of life came and went.
Before I realized, it was just a few minutes until my appointment. I texted Caleb. No response. I called. It rang and went to voicemail. I was starting to get nervous. He wouldn’t not respond like that.
I texted Reese. It said delivered but also no response. Jordan. Nothing. I even texted Asher, though I knew he was too far away at school and wouldn’t make it in time anyways. The text to him didn’t even deliver. I was super nervous, both about if Caleb was okay and about how I was supposed to take the driver’s test without a car!
Ah! My number was called! Oh no! Where was Caleb?? Anyone?
I went to the assessor, named Dave. I told him I wasn’t quite ready yet. I kept checking my phone. Not a single message from anyone. I knew they were great guys, but I just felt so alone in that moment. I felt like I had been abandoned by my dad all over again. Realistically, I knew there was a reasonable explanation, but emotionally, I just felt horrible.
Dave was patient but said he could only wait so long to be able to make it in time for the next appointment.
I asked if there was a car rental place nearby. He said there was but gave me sad puppy eyes and said I can’t rent a car without a license. Darn it.
I called the guys and sent several more messages, but it was radio silence.
Dave even waited the whole half hour with me, probably feeling sorry for me. After he couldn’t wait any longer, he gave me a pat on the back and left.
I held myself together until I went outside, walked a few buildings down, and found a shady tree to cry under. I didn’t blame any of the guys. This was all my fault. I know I should be more self sufficient. I couldn’t always rely on the guys. And they had no obligation to me. I was lucky I even had a safe place to live with them. They did more than enough, but they weren’t my family. Family even leaves sometimes. I need to be stronger. Was I letting myself go and being soft and dependent by being with the guys so much? I couldn’t even take a driver’s test! What kind of 18 year old nowadays, besides those living in like New York City, didn’t even take the driver’s test?! I was feeling a lot of emotions, but mostly sorrow, disappointment, and that ugly shame again. I went into a cafe on my way home and washed my face, trying to decrease the puffiness.
When I got home, I slipped in quietly and went to take a shower quickly. I found Caleb to ask if he was okay, and he kissed me and said, “All good Ollie baby, just a sprained ankle! We’ll celebrate at dinner!”
I then threw myself into completing homework assignments. A little while later, I was called for dinner. I was lucky I had people to eat dinner with. I looked in the mirror and straightened my posture. Okay, I’m fine. Everything’s fine. I have a roof over my head and good food to eat. I was extremely lucky.
They guys were loud and rambunctious as usual.
Just as I took a bite, Reese asked, “Soooo tell us about the driver’s test! The world better watch out, the cutest new driver will now be on the streets!”
The others joined in congratulations and the laughter.
I swallowed but felt my bottom şişli escort lip shaking a bit. Don’t cry. Don’t cry. Don’t be a baby!! Ugh! I took another bite to buy myself time. I drank a glass of water.
“Well?”
“Um… I didn’t take it.”
The volume in the room slowly died down. Not all at once. A slow gradient, like each one was slowly realizing what I said.
Caleb shouted loudly first, “What?!?! But you were ready!! Reese?”
Reese put his hands up. “Don’t look at me. After you injured yourself playing pick up with your stupid high school friends and went to the hospital for x-rays, I couldn’t get out of the shop, so I messaged Asher to take him.”
Asher narrowed his eyes, “I was at the school for Avery’s exam retake!”
“That was today?”
“Yeah. I powered down my phone, so it wouldn’t be suspicious if I had to, uh, you know, switch places with him.”
“They made me turn off my phone when I took the test.”
Jordan was livid, “Why didn’t anyone call me??”
“You had that big case today! You told us not to bother you! And I thought we had it handled. FUCK, sorry-” Reese looked over at me. “Are you crying? Shit.”
“No! I’m fine.” I wiped my tears and tried really hard to will my eyes dry. A few of them got up to probably console me, but I didn’t want it. This wasn’t their problem! “Stop! I’m fine!”
They all said my name and started talking at once. I got up and ran to my room, locking it behind me.
“See what you did?”
“We let him down, damn it.”
“You had one job!”
I put on headphones, so I wouldn’t hear their fighting.
Some time later, I got tired of the music and just laid in silence. They guys had quieted down, going about their evening routines. The familiar sounds were comforting.
A knock on my door. “Ollie?”
“This isn’t your problem. I’m fine.”
“I’m just leaving your reheated plate from dinner by the door in case you’re hungry.”
“Thanks.”
I was starving. As soon as I heard his footsteps go away, I snatched it into my room and ate. I didn’t deserve these guys. I was just a burden to them. I couldn’t even take a driver’s test on my own.
The next morning when I woke up, I realized that was the first night I had slept alone in months. I didn’t like it. But I also should get used to it. The guys wouldn’t keep me around forever. The room was a perfect temperature, and my fluffy comforter was more than enough, but I felt cold.
I got up to use the bathroom, but tripped on something when I opened the door. I tripped over… “Caleb? Are you okay?”
“Morning, Ollie. Careful. How are you?”
“Uh, I’m fi-“
“Don’t say fine.”
“I’m okay. Why were you… Were you sleeping in front of my door?!”
He wiped the eye sand from his face. “Will you be upset if I say yes?”
“What? No! I mean, I’d feel bad… Why would you do that?”
“I was worried about you. And it was my fault you didn’t get to take your driver’s test, and you’d been looking forward to it for so long, and you worked so hard to practice. I fucked it up.”
I sat between his legs. “No!! Caleb! It’s not your fault at all. I shouldn’t have to rely on you guys.”
“I want you to rely on us for everything. I mean, that sounded weird. I want you to know you can rely on us, when you want to, or need to. But I completely dropped the ball yesterday.”
“You can’t control getting hurt.” I reminded him.
“Ugh! Still, there’s fucking 5 of us! Can’t 5 men take care of one little sweet guy? I promise I’m going to find a solution to the communication issue we had.”
Caleb sounded so… mature and caring. I didn’t think I could love him more, but I think my heart just grew more.
“I wasn’t upset with you all… I just, I don’t like feeling like I can’t do things myself. I know it’s just a driver’s test.” Caleb looked like he was going to cut in, so I held my hand up. “I know compared to a lot of other things, it’s not a big deal, but it felt like it to me. It really brought me down.”
He took my hand and kissed it. “Hey, everyone’s problems are their own. You don’t need to compare difficulties. And for the record, all of your problems are my problems.”
“You’re very sweet.”
“Sweet enough to convince you to go for it again?”
“…Okay.”
I resigned up for the test. On the day of, the brothers gave me one of their cars from the morning to make sure I had it. I went to the test alone to take it (passed with flying colors!), and the brothers were all home waiting to celebrate with me afterwards. It was the best.
And to help with communication in the future, we started a group chat and shared our locations, so everyone would be in the know. Caleb named it “Family Chat.” That made a warmth start deep in my belly and wrap around my heart.
…
It was almost summer. Avery, Asher, Caleb, and I laid on towels in the grass in the backyard.
“I’m excited about prom,” Caleb threw out there.
“Me too!” Avery said.
“Me three!” Asher added.
“Um, me fourth? That sounds way lame.” I laughed.
“It’s okay, you can be as lame as you want as long as you’re our date,” Asher joked.
I threw a grape at him, which he ducked and caught in his mouth. I laughed harder. “That was a good catch!”
“Hey throw me one!” Caleb demanded, ever the competitor.
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