“It is never too early or too late for some teasing,” Elijah laughed, his laugh soft. “Especially if it gets you hot and bothered,” Darius joined in the taunting. “Which are you in bed? What are you wearing?” Forrest questioned, and I could picture him smirking.
I was glad they couldn’t see me because I was blushing hard. “Answer him, sweetheart,” Darius ordered. Fuck he’s as bossy as I imagined the day, I touched myself thinking of them.
“Yes, I’m in bed,” I answered nervously. I hear a collective sound of groans. “And what are you wearing?” Forrest questioned. “Pajamas?” I said, hoping to get out of describing everything. This felt like if I did answer with details, it could take a turn to phone sex.
“Details, beautiful. We want details,” Forrest tsked. “Would you like us to start?” Elijah offered in a husky voice. I bit my bottom lip and considered the offer. “Um, maybe. I’m not sure about this. I’ve never...,” I sighed. “We know, sweetheart. T
“Fuck, that was hot,” I groaned, sitting up and rubbing my hands over my face. “And not as awkward as I thought,” Forrest commented, getting up. “Yeah. I mean, generally, I save jerking off for the shower. But phone sex with her, even with you two in the room, didn’t bother me,” Elijah sighed, leaning on the wall by the intercom. I glanced at my brothers. Like me, they were disheveled from sleep and had a load on their chests. As if we all had the same thought, we rushed to the bathroom to see who would get to the shower first. “Fucker!” Forrest and I shouted as Elijah made it there first. “Go use one of the other bathrooms!” he called out in triumph. “Easy for him to say. He doesn’t have to risk mom or dad seeing him with a load on his chest,” Forrest grumbled. I glanced at him and then ran down the stairs to the second-floor bathroom, shutting the door in Forrest’s face. “Goddamn it!” Forrest banged on the door. “Will you stop all that r
After that phone call with them, I had to take a shower. I hadn't intended to take a long shower. So my shower ran longer than I intended as I pleasured myself. But I got to thinking about the brothers, wondering if they were showering too, which led to me thinking of them naked and getting turned on. I still thought I had time before they'd come to pick me up. How wrong I was when I saw the Frost triplet’s SUV pulling up from my bedroom window. I had rushed to dry off and at least get my robe on. I didn't want my neighbors seeing them and later telling my dad. He and I had enough issues centered around the brothers without adding to it, so I let them in. But now… now I'm not sure letting the brothers in was such a good idea. These boys make my mind go to mush when they touch me. I found myself surrounded by them, breathless from their kisses. My body was tingling as Darius caressed my skin under my robe, and Elijah tied my hands behind my back
Oh God, what have I done?! I didn't say anything. I didn't know what to say. I just got up and rushed to the hall bathroom. I looked at my reflection. I barely recognized myself. My hair was still a little damp from my last shower and a total mess from everything that happened. My lips were puffy from kissing, my jaw ached from Elijah's girth, and I'm pretty sure that's cum at the corner of my mouth. My breasts had the combined release of Darius and Forrest dripping down them. "I'm a whore. I'm a slut. Oh, God. Jane and the others were right,” I choked back a sob. I rushed to turn on the shower. I need to wash this all off. I don't know if I have enough body wash or a strong enough loofah to scrub away how dirty I feel. As I got into the shower, I started crying. I didn't even hear a knock or the door open. "Riko…” Elijah's voice called out. I tried to stop crying. I don't want any of the brothers to see me cry. I looked over my shoulder as the
This is torture. Riko’s trying to torture us; that’s the only answer. We should have all just skipped school and stayed at her place, or we could have taken her to our house and had naked time. After the phone sex, I was all for skipping school. Then making out, eating her pussy ⎯ which fuck she tastes so damn good, getting a hand job, coming on her chest, and then getting to dry her off after her shower. Yeah, I was done. My mind had checked out. I won’t be learning a fucking thing today. But Riko was adamant that she couldn’t skip school and used the whole it’s her first week as leverage to get us all to agree. On the bright side, I’m sitting in the backseat with her. Granted, I had to win rock-paper-scissors against my brothers for the pleasure. She was still blushing. I’m guessing she’s thinking about everything we had done at her house. “Having some dirty flashbacks?” I whispered, putting an arm around her. She laughed softly and nudged me
I had barely paid attention to class. My mind was too focused on Riko and how Forrest made a valid point. We still didn’t know what had bothered our girl. At the same time, I don’t regret for a minute what happened. It got her mind off what was bothering her. It also showed her what the intimate part of our relationship would be like. But now we need to make sure everything’s okay. If something has Riko upset, I want us to know about it. We can’t help her if we don’t know what’s wrong. This relationship can’t just be about the physical stuff. Those are always doomed to fail, and I refuse to let this fail. I like Riko too much for that. And I know my brothers do too. She’s different from any girl we’ve dated individually. So I kicked off the text questioning. Elijah: Cupcake, sorry we’re horny a-holes. Forrest: Way to throw us under the bus bro Darius: Well, he’s not wrong, though. We aren’t assholes, just horny teenagers.
It was interesting to get even that glimmer of insight into the brothers’ family. So their grandfather was from a set of identical triplets, just like them. I guess that means triplets run in their family. Unconsciously I found myself wondering if things became serious between us would we have multiples? Would I have babies with each of them? Would we even know which one was the father? I shook my head because that was just way too much to fathom right now. “So apparently, troublemaking Frost triplets are common in your family?” I asked, carefully sitting on the floor, mindful of my skirt. The trio chuckled and shrugged. “Not exactly. We’re the second set of triplets born in the Frost line. I mean, our dad’s older cousins are triplets buy they are Uncle Christian’s stepchildren. Twins, however, are more common. There are currently five sets of twins in our family, identical and fraternal,” Darius outlined. “Wow. That sounds like a hazardous fami
I still can’t believe what a colossal prick her dad is. What kind of father would think that way, let alone speak such things to their daughter? Granted, I can’t say for sure how my parents will take this. Dad does have the occasional tendency of being a stuck-up prat like many other Frosts. Mom is also a wild card. She may be cool with it, or she may freak out. We’ll handle it if or when it comes to that. We won’t let anyone get between Riko and us. Not even our parents. We are three very stubborn men, and our parents know that. So they should know that when we set our mind to something, we do it. And we’ll take on her dad, too, if need be. No one gets to make our girl feel bad for being with us. The rest of the school day felt like it was dragging. The only bright spot was lunch. I couldn’t help but smile when I saw her walk out of trig and directly to me, wrapping her arms around me. “Hi Darius,” she greeted, leaning her head against my chest.
I wish we had gotten to take her home. But I understood why she wanted to take the bus. She’s got things she needs to deal with. As much as we want to protect and defend Riko, we still need to let her stand on her own. I wish I could trade places with Darius, though. He gets to spend the evening with her while I’m stuck here staring at a computer screen doing data entry at Frost Family LLP. I don’t get how so many members of my family have so happily attended law school. I can’t picture myself ever being a lawyer. “Thanks for your help, Forrest,” my dad greeted, leaning in the doorway to the office he had me set up in. “Hey, dad,” I nodded, still typing away. “Want to tell me what was going on this morning with you boys?” he questioned. I sighed. I should have seen this coming. He did catch me standing outside the second-floor bathroom with cum on my chest. And then all three of us hurried out the door. It was probably suspicious. I rubbed my hand ove