List-less

"No," Ethan said, shaking his head. His rumpled hair shook into his green eyes, and he pulled back from me with a deep frown. "This is why we stopped the last time. I-"

Fuckery! Why couldn't I just keep my mouth shut?

"Why not?" I asked with a pout, folding my arms across my chest.

"Cassie, I am not sitting on your chest so you can 'suck me off,'" Ethan said air-quoting the last words I'd said. "I thought we were going to have intercourse here. Isn't that the point?"

I snorted. "Intercourse... yes, we are, but we can still explore."

Especially if, once it was all said, done, and popped, we wouldn't be doing this again. I had a list I had to meet.

Ethan scowled down at me as Seth rubbed the back of his neck, still blinking in surprise from my request. It wasn't easy surprising Seth, but now that I'd done it, I found myself wanting to do it more. In reality, neither of them should be shocked really. It wasn't the first time I'd requested something out of the box and it wouldn't be the last.

"Maybe that's something we can build up to," Seth said.

"I've been a virgin for a long time. There's a lot of stuff I want to do to you... to both of you before I go and get knocked up. There's a list and that sucker took me all night to write it and of course, I left it on my nightstand in my apartment. I'm officially list-less!"

"Being knocked up doesn't mean you can't still do those things on the list," Ethan said, but paused and the frown line in his forehead increased. "Wait. What? Knocked up? You aren't trying to get pregnant, are you?"

Oops.

Shrugging my shoulders, I loosely wrapped my arms around Ethan's back pulling him back against me. "It's just an expression, and I know. They're just my sexual goals. Like I'd like to complete them before I get morning sickness and fat."

Fuck my life. I did it again!

Maybe I should just tell them, here and now.

Ethan scratched the side of his ear. "I'm confused."

Seth gave me a curious look, clearly more interested in my sexual goals than my verbal slip-ups. "What's on this list?"

I exhaled, thanking my lucky stars that Seth was such a dirty bastard, and I started listing off my fingers, "Doggy style, anal, giving a blow job, double penetration... I looked up some stuff that seemed pretty interesting too, but I can't remember what they're called. There was this one where you do this weird body contortion. I'm flexible so it shouldn't be a problem. I just can't remember what it was called."

I held in my smile as I noticed the reddish tinge flushing Ethan's cheeks. Did it turn him on, me talking like that? I didn't know. This was all new territory. All the same, it must've done something, because he'd completely forgotten about my earlier baby-influenced words. Maybe I could get this done without either of them knowing, at least for now.

Seth raised his hand. "I'll do it."

Ethan lifted an eyebrow. "What is it that you'll do?"

"I'll sit on her chest and let her blow me."

"Really?" I asked excitedly.

Ethan shook his head. "You've gotta be kidding me! She probably doesn't even know how to give a regular blowjob."

I shrugged, shaking my head so that my hair was completely off my shoulders. My breasts bounced with the movement and I had to bite my lip to keep from grinning at Ethan as I watched his gaze follow the movement. What we'd done yesterday and what we'd built up to tonight had made him even more aware of me in a sexual manner. That thought made me giddy.

Shifting beneath Ethan, I let my hand slowly trail down the side of his hip. "Well, let me practice on you," I suggested. "Seth can help me out. Besides, I've done a lot of research."

"Watching is different than doing," Ethan mumbled, scowling down at me.

Seth slipped behind Ethan. I expected him to do something particularly raunchy to him, but he simply turned Ethan's head to capture his lips in a passionate kiss. Ethan let his eyelids drift shut. Seth's hand wrapped loosely around Ethan's throat, his fingers curved and resting on his jaw as Seth devoured. I lifted my hand to fan my face and exhaled.

Inhale.

Exhale.

Inhale.

Exhale.

Using the slow breathing exercise, I tried to amp up my nerve before reaching forward and tugging at the waistband of Ethan's boxers. Swallowing, I kept my eyes glued to his waist.

It wasn't like I hadn't ever seen one before. I had, on the internet... plenty of times, but this was Ethan. And this was happening. I knew I had to build up. I couldn't just dive in, which is what I kept telling myself as I leaned forward to place a kiss against his hip bone.

The tiny, almost helpless sounding groan he let out made me pull back and I was surprised to see his hooded gaze focused on me. I'd fully expected him to still be invested in that delicious kiss he'd been sharing with Seth.

My face burned. I dropped my gaze and my hands from his waist. Pulling away wasn't an option, there was only so far back I could go. So I sat there. My breath teased his exposed skin. Moisture bounced back to me, and still, I sat, contemplating what I knew I wanted to do, but Ethan's intense gaze on me had me second-guessing my confidence.

"Cassie?" Ethan's husky unasked question made my eyelids flutter.

"I have never given anyone a blowjob. What if I suck at it?"

Seth pulled away from the kisses he'd been littering over Ethan's neck. "I think that's the point, to suck."

I scowled at him. "Oh, you're funny, Seth!"

"It's a learning experience, just—" Ethan paused and gestured towards his erect, frighteningly large, package, "become comfortable, if you want to do this, then experiment."

Seth licked up the column of Ethan's throat before he pulled away to speak again, only this time he made eye contact with me, almost like he knew something I didn't. "And Cassie, don't do it the way you think it should be done, do it how you want to do it."

I swallowed as I stared at him for a moment longer. Nodding, I tore my gaze from his heated one, and reached for Ethan's hands, linking his fingers with mine before guiding them behind my head. "I want your hands here," I whispered the words so softly I wasn't sure he'd heard them at first.

When his grip tightened, the dull pain from the pulling of my hair let me know he'd heard me. I remained still, yet nothing continued to happen.

Maybe he doesn't get it, I thought.

I pushed my head back, applying pressure on his palms as much as I could. A rather pathetic whimper rumbled in his throat as he finally caught on that I wanted him directing my movements, and he pulled my face towards him. A smile tugged at the corner of my mouth and just as my mouth was inches away, I turned my face so that the side of his semi-hard cock bumped into the curve of my cheek.

"You're so smart, Ethan. I knew you'd get it eventually," I said, peeking up at him.

Seth chuckled, his eyes locked on the scene before him. "She's playful and she knows what she wants. I like that," he said before tonguing Ethan's earlobe.

Ethan raised an eyebrow and pulled one of his hands from the back of my head. I almost protested, but the now free hand gripped my jaw, stopping me. He forced my mouth open by applying enough pressure into the indent of my cheeks. With my mouth wide open in front of his cock, he stared down at me with an expression I'd only seen when Seth turned him on.

"I could get used to this," he mumbled, letting his thumb tug my bottom lip.

"Hell yes," Seth said.

The burning flush that had started in my face was topping the curves of my breasts and I could feel it continuing to spread further down as he held me in place, posing my face like a doll. If the lights were brighter in his room I knew they'd be able to see the redness spreading.

I kept eye contact for as long as I possibly could. That is until Seth slid his hand down Ethan's arm and pulled at his elbow bringing my face forward even more. Ethan's musky scent, a mix of sex and pine soap greeted me. I tilted my head down and my tongue darted out, licking up the curve of his ball sack. Ethan let out a gasp and his hand tightened painfully in my hair. The hand that had been holding my mouth open tore away and pushed up my cheek, slipping back into my hair. A tiny spark ignited in my groin causing a new slickness to accumulate between my legs.

I watched from my peripheral vision as Seth's hands dropped to Ethan's thighs, coaxing them apart for me, giving me more room. I let my tongue explore upwards. His salty taste made me hum against the side of his shaft as I placed slow, partially open-mouthed kisses on him.

Vaguely, I heard fumbling behind Ethan.

A drawer opening.

A squish of something squirting.

A snap.

A drawer closing.

The noise was enough to make me try to pull away, but Ethan's grip tightened and held me in place. "Stay." Ethan's growling command sent chills up and down my body.

I pushed against his hands so I could move to the tip of his cock. My tongue darted out, licking up the slit covered with pre-cum, before continuing with my small kisses.

"It's the watermelon. I forgot to get more of the heating lube," Seth said between the tiny kisses that made smacking noises in the air.

Ethan grunted, not seeming to care. His hips wiggled and I wasn't sure if it was from my slow kisses or something Seth was doing behind him. Ethan let out a boyish whimper and his whole body jerked up. His hips thrust backward and then forward so quickly that the tip of his cock pushed past my puckered, mid-kiss lips and forced my mouth open.

My eyes widened as I darted a glance up at him. I pulled away slightly, pushing against the pressure his palms exerted on the back of my head, so I could stare at him. "What—" I started, but Ethan pulled me forward again.

Ethan was so hard it looked painful and even took on a purplish hue. I puckered my lips against the mushroom-shaped tip of his cock and gave him another sweeping lick.

"Scoot back against the wall," Ethan demanded gruffly.

I did what I was told and when the wooden bars of Ethan's headboard touched my naked back I got to my knees, sitting my butt against my calves.

"Lick," Ethan whispered as Seth followed behind him as they both moved up the bed.

Ethan inhaled sharply through his nose, his jaw clenched, and a few seconds later turned to whisper harsh, excited words against Seth's neck.

It was fun practicing, but this was way better.

When I heard the faint rustling of Seth's shorts dropping around his ankles. I dropped my gaze in time to see Seth's large hands gripping Ethan's hips from behind, adjusting him upwards. Seth's intense gray eyes watched me as I continued to lick at Ethan like I had that cherry Popsicle the night before.

It wasn't quick. It wasn't rough or jerking as it had been in that Brokeback Mountain movie. It was smooth like they'd been doing it for a while. And I supposed they had been.

Seth curved around Ethan's back with his arms wrapped around his stomach. Seth's eyes slammed shut, breaking contact with mine, as his hips rocked forward and as Seth pushed into Ethan, Ethan pushed past my lips once again and into my mouth. It was an incredibly erotic moment as his cock popped in and out every time Seth thrust against him.

My thighs clenched when Ethan let out a gasp as Seth bit into his neck. The continued pressure from Ethan's hands against the back of my head pushed him farther into my mouth and I moaned.

This was hot.

So hot.

Too hot.

I could feel the wetness between my legs, sliding down my thighs, and pooling in the sheets beneath me.

A sudden smacking noise of Seth's hips slamming into Ethan's ass echoed. Watching porn had nothing on the startled shout from Ethan as Seth let loose another series of hard thrusts and what happened next nearly killed me. Ethan pulled my face into him, forcing his way down my throat, completely lifting my ass off the bed, like he was trying to crawl into my mouth.

I wanted this, but I wasn't ready for that. My forearms slammed against his hips, pushing at him in a panic as I pulled away coughing. My eyes watered as I hacked into my hand.

"Fuck," Ethan said. "I'm sorry. Sorry." His string of groaning apologies continued.

Clearing my throat, I waved him off. "It's okay. I wasn't ready. I don't have much of a gag reflex, but be careful because I do still have one," I said, licking my lips as I finally got a decent view of Seth fucking Ethan. Memorized with the powerful thrusting in front of my I continued speaking like I was in a trance. "I wonder if it's possible to get my gag reflex removed? Do you know?"

Neither answered, but it didn't bother me. All three of us were clearly invested in the happenings in front of me.

Talk about a gift to mankind. I knew, at that moment, that I loved watching and hearing their rough fucking. I also knew that I was going to like it rough too. The thought made me grit my teeth with anticipation. I shimmied my chest as I re-settled against the headboard again, ignoring the mixture of worry and need in Ethan's eyes as I watched him focus on me. I let my shoulders rest low on the headboard of the bed and tilted my head up.

"I'm ready now," I said.

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