By ten, Jeanie was the only girl left.
Which felt like a perfect time to start playing spin the bottle. Brian, Marcus, and I didn't mind kissing each other if it gave us all a chance to kiss Jeanie. As for Jeanie, watching us kiss was enough to convince her to kiss us too.
"Come here, big boy," Brain said when I landed on him. Our kiss was masculine and aggressive; we gripped each other by the neck and practically fucked one another with our tongues.
"I can leave if you guys want to have some time alone," Jeanie said even as she leaned in for a better look.
"You're not going anywhere," Marcus said. "I plan on kissing you to death."
"I'd be scared if I thought you had the nerve to kill a fucking spider, but as it is, I'd be surprised if you could even kiss me to pain."
We took another spin, and this time it was my turn to kiss Jeanie, and I did it with as much vigor as I did friendliness. She laughed at my timidity, and I tried to kiss her again as she slapped me playfully out of the way.
"You guys are all too sweet. I need meaner friends."
"Yeah, well, what if we…." Without finishing, Marcus took his belt off and moved behind Jeanie with a grin. He tied her hands behind her back as I pushed her chair out until she faced us.
"Oh, I'm so scared," she said, looking up at us. "I can't move; whatever will I do?"
Jeanie's chest rose and fell quickly as we watched, and the moment tasted of laughter and lust. If we pushed it ever so slightly, it might fall either way.
"Don't tempt us," Brian said. "We could do whatever we want with you."
She pretended to struggle, and she sighed delightfully as she moved from side to side.
"Please, don't undress me; I'm so vulnerable," she said, looking me right in the eye. Before I could think better of it, I stepped closer, reached down, and pulled her t-shirt off over her head, leaving her in a pink bra and a gold necklace with her name written on it.
"Fuck, you look hot," Marcus said, his voice slower and deeper than just a moment before.
"I still don't believe you'd ever do anything," Jeanie said, kicking at me playfully. The look in her eye was inviting, but Jeanie always seemed inviting, so what did it matter? It was a game, and she was probably right. We'd stop before things went too far.
"Do your panties match your cute little bra?" Brian asked as he reached out a hand and tugged on the hem of her jeans.
"Why don't you find out, big boy?"
As Brian and I undid her jeans and tugged them off, each one of us taking a let, Jeanie squealed and laughed and then squealed again. When it was clear to all of us that she had, in fact, matched her underwear, the room grew quiet.
As she struggled in the chair, a smile still on her face, I swore I saw a damp spot on the pink fabric. And when I stepped closer and then knelt in front of her, I could smell her. Marcus moved behind her and gathered her hair in one hand as Brian reached down and slid two fingers under the strap of her bra.
"I think she might be a little excited," I whispered. "Do you want us to stop?"
"Stop what?" Jeanie said. "You haven't even done anything yet."
Behind her, Marcus slid his hands down over her shoulders until they rested above her breasts, his fingers edging the trim on her bra. I reached up and pulled the hem of her panties out from her hips as Brian adjusted his growing cock through his jeans.
"How about now?" Marcus asked, pressing his fingers against her skin.
"Fuck," Jeanie whispered as Brain moved closer. She licked her lips, looked up at Marcus, smiled at me, and then wiggled one hand out of her makeshift restraint. As the three of us watched, she reached up and pressed her palm against Brian's cock, letting out a long moan as he twitched at her touch.
Wishing seconds, Marcus had his hands in her bra, and I had her panties around her knees. She freed her other hand as her top fell to the floor, and as I knelt between her legs, she pulled Brian's hard cock from his jeans and pulled it towards her parted lips.
As she began to suck him gently, I opened my mouth between her legs while Marcus kissed her neck and pinched her nipples in between, massaging her breasts. The laughter faded, the sighs grew louder, and Jeanie's casual teasing grew into frantic demands.
She tasted like everything I had dreamed she would, and her voice was so beautiful it sounded like music. Even as she sucked my best friend's cock, I felt love and affection swell up within me like never before. When she stopped long enough to pull my shirt off, I kissed her. When she stood up, Marcus kissed her too. And when the four of us moved to the couch, we paused only long enough to lose the rest of our clothes.
If we thought our hormonal boy bodies were energetic and needy, it was only until we felt the feral desire coming from our dear friend. It was only when she turned rapidly between us, kissing us and stroking us in a frenzy of motion, that I realized how much she had held back.
Unsurprisingly, Marcus was the first to fuck her. As she lay on her back on the couch, he slid between her legs and let her guide him inside her. And when Brian fed her his cock once more, I sat on the floor next to her, kissing her lips and sucking on him whenever she paused for a breath.
She dug her nails into my neck each time she watched me blow my friend, and her moans of pleasure as Marcus fucked her deeply grew louder with each thrust. I ran my hands over her sweat-covered body, biting her nipples and chin in between kisses and cock, and the room swam in a dreamlike sea of feverish passion.
Marcus came on her stomach as she took Brian down her throat, and it was my turn to crawl between her legs. She rolled to her stomach as I positioned myself behind her, and when she pushed back against me while taking his cock again, it was both pornographic and beautiful at the same time.
I slid inside her, my hands on her hips and ass while she rocked back and forth between us. Brian didn't let up, and I held on as best I could, fucking her with my heart and my cock in equal amounts. I wanted to hold her and be her, and nothing felt real. When she turned and smiled at me, I didn't recognize her, and when Marcus kissed me, I forgot all of our names.
When Jeanie started to come, I closed my eyes and struggled to hold back. I heard Brain moan as I felt her clench around me, and even Marcus could only watch. My weight fell against her as she shook beneath me, and as I fucked her into the couch, she turned and kissed me with cum-soaked lips and a hungry growl. I let go seconds later, holding myself within her as we kissed and collapsed in glorious exhaustion.
Brian combed her hair with his fingers while Marcus gently rubbed her shoulders. I kissed the back of her neck as she rested her head in her crossed arms and wiggled her ass against me with a playful laugh.
"I didn't think you had it in you."
"Who?" I asked her.
"All of you! Jesus, I didn't expect that."
"Was it okay?" Marcus asked. "I mean, are you alright?"
"Are you fucking kidding me? I've dreamed of fucking three guys forever. It makes me come quicker than almost anything."
"I mean, technically, you only fucked two guys," Brian said.
Jeanie looked up at him and waved him down for a kiss. Their lips lingered as they touched, and I finally pulled out and fell back against the cushions.
"Are you planning on leaving anytime soon?"
All three of us looked back and forth at each other. Brian kissed her with a laugh and a "no," and then our tangle of limbs was became something intangible. Something with heart and blood and something that defied friendship or anything else for that matter.
When Brian and Marcus kissed, Jeanie sighed as she squeezed in between us on the couch; I pressed my face into her hair.
Someone found a blanket, someone else found the remote for the stereo, and the four of us let the tension rise again slowly until there was nothing left to do but bite, scratch, and fuck our way out of the darkness.