2 for 1

Blayne stood in the empty kitchen frowning at the vacant seats. They hadn't seemed like the type to run out so quickly, without a word. And considering that they'd arrived in her car, she didn't figure they'd be in such a rush to walk.

Okay, so where were they?

With silent steps Blayne moved up the stairs. She'd just reached the top when she found them, or rather, heard them. A soft moan met her ears, bringing her to a halt, and bringing a smile to her face. She crept closer to her bedroom door, anticipating what she would see. She wasn't disappointed.

Both men stood beside her bed, and both were now naked again. They were facing away from her, standing pressed together, Craig's back to Levi's front. She saw that blankets on the bed had been straightened at some point, their discarded pants were tossed across the edge.

Levi was kissing Craig's neck and back, his hands holding the other man's sides to keep him still. Craig's hands came back to grip Levi's hips, his fingertips visibly digging into the globes of his ass. He leaned his head back to allow Levi better access to him, but unfortunately blocking Blayne's view. The sounds they were making were as erotic as watching them. Moans and sighs, then she heard the murmur of a voice so low that she couldn't understand them. Craig moaned low at Levi's whispered words.

Levi urged Craig forward, his hands still running over his body, stroking and massaging as only men can do. Craig went willingly, even eagerly onto the bed on his knees. Levi's hands smoothed down his back, gripping Craig's ass and spreading him, making him groan.

Blayne watched Craig's back arch as much as possible, offering his ass to Levi, who reached for the lube and then was fingering Craig. From the angle she stood at Blayne could literally see Levi push two fingers into Craig's ass. Craig pushed back against the penetration until a rhythm was going and then he dropped his shaved head with a groan, letting Levi take over. Levi continued for a few moments more, spreading Craig out while he spread lube on himself with his other hand. Then he was stepping forward, gripping Craig's hip as he directed his dick at his friend's ass and began pushing into him.

Blayne was surprised at their position. From the little experience she had, she'd figured that in a male couple's relationship one man was predominately the bottom, and one was the top. But with Levi and Craig being so equal in size, both being such big men, they obviously switched off.

They both were making noise now, and both pushing toward the other as roughly as they could. Groans and grunts sounded out synchronized to Levi sinking into Craig each time.

Blayne watched in awe. She'd seen videos, pictures, had read fiction, but nothing could compare to seeing two such beautiful men fucking. For a moment she considered grabbing her camera, knowing this scene by far surpassed any pictures she had, but quickly dismissed the idea, not knowing how they would react. She didn't hesitate to join them though.

Levi's back arched at her first touch. Craig growled beneath him, oblivious to what was going on, but apparently enjoying the act. She rubbed the heat of Levi's back, knowing her hands would feel very cool to his overheated skin. His ass was squeezed tight as he continued to stroke into Craig and she couldn't resist touching him, gripping the hard muscles in each hand.

He had two small dimples at his tailbone just above his ass. The skin was smooth, flawless, save for those two small indentations, and she lowered her head, kissing him. He moaned softly, one of his hands coming around to touch her head.

Her hands moved lower, rubbing down his thighs. His feet shifted apart awkwardly, spreading his legs, giving her access to him, to them. She lowered herself more, dropping into a squat. Looking forward she could literally see between Levi's legs and also between Craig's, which were parted a bit as well.

Almost as if she couldn't help herself she lifted her hand to lay it against the inside of Craig's thigh. The skin was hot, burning against her cool palm.

Craig jerked and groaned at her touch, disturbing the rhythm that Levi had set for several faltering strokes.

It was dark beneath them, but she could see, just barely, the underside of Levi's penetration. Craig's dick was thick and hard, jutting down from his body, oozing precum onto her bed.

She lifted her hand, her arm brushing against Levi's inner thigh as she reached forward. Her hand closed around Craig's cock.

"Ah, god. Ah, god." Craig jerked into her touch, crying out hoarsely. Blayne slid her fingers over his slick length, feeling how hard he was, how close he was. Moments later he growled, his dick jerking in her grasp and the hot stickiness of his cum covered her hand.

The guys jerked over her, Levi's ass nearly hitting her in the face. She steadied herself with a hand against his upper thigh near his hip, and then felt him spasm as well. They both cried out hoarsely, straining above her for one moment longer. Then she couldn't get her arm out fast enough, nearly getting it broken as they moved suddenly. Levi pulled back and twisted to the side almost in one motion.

Blayne gasped and sat back on her ass on the floor. She blinked several times at the sudden movement, and then was looking up at both guys sitting above her on the bed, looking down at her.

"Just can't keep your hands to yourself, can you?" Levi asked, his tone rough, but the characteristic smirk playing across his lips.

She smiled, quite pleased with what she had done. "Nope."

Craig was sitting before her as well, leaning back on thick arms that resembled small trees. She was hesitant to look at him, unsure of how he would feel about her uninvited hands groping him. But when she looked at him she was surprised to see that he was giving her a curious look, even smiling softly.

"I need to take a shower," Levi told them, grudgingly sitting forward.

"Wait. Give me a minute first." Craig's words halted Levi, and then Craig was standing, moving across the room, seeming unconcerned with Levi's remnants running down his legs. Blayne stared after him for a moment until he was out of sight, and then turned back to find Levi looking at her.

“You were his first.”

Blayne stared at him for long seconds. “First?”

The cocky tone was gone from Levi’s next words, “His first woman.”

She smiled, unexpectedly pleased by that. “How many women have you been with, Levi?” she asked softly, holding his gaze, watching his reaction.

She saw how reserved he became. “I was with women for years before I came out.”

“How long has it been?”

He smiled with just one side of his mouth, his eyes lighting with a mischievous glint, “You mean before last night?”

She didn’t rise to his baiting tone. “Yes.”

His smile faded and he spoke with more seriousness than she had seen on him before, “Four years, seven months.”

Blayne blinked in surprise. His quick and accurate answer was unexpected, and told her more than just the length of time. “Why?"

His bare shoulders shrugged, attempting to give the impression that it wasn't important, but the slight unease she could see in his eyes told her that there was something there, something he didn't want to share.

"Thank you then."

He nodded. They held gazes for a long time, seeming to speak of secrets and wishes with their eyes. Finally Levi blinked and glanced away. His eyes held on the door, and then he stood, "I'm gonna go use your shower."

She turned to watch him leave, still sitting on her ass on the floor, and not really thinking anything of it. Craig was in the doorway. He stepped to the side to allow Levi through, and then entered, closing the door behind him. He came toward her, stopping beside her where he stood looking down at her. A towel in his hand dropped onto her legs and she made quick use of it.

They both heard the sound of the bathroom door closing across the hall. Craig cocked his head to one side as if listening, waiting. When the shower started, muffled by two closed doors and distance, he held his hand out to her, palm up. "Stand."

Blayne hesitated, not sure of his intentions. But finally she lifted her hand to his. With just a flexing of his arm he pulled her easily to her feet, with no effort from her.

Her gaze held on his face, watching him look at her. His eyes deliberately dropped, looking at her bare legs below her shorts.

"Undress."

Blayne nearly gasped at his brazen command. "What?" she asked, her voice choking out of her.

Craig regarded her for a minute. "Are you afraid of me or do I just make you nervous?"

Blayne swallowed with difficulty. Trying to put a name to her rioting senses and emotions was easier said that done. "I don't know."

He nodded the tiniest bit, his eyes remaining fixed on her. "You intrigue me, Blayne. I've never found women attractive. But for some unexplained reason I almost don't see you as female. My body doesn't care. And that's unusual."

"Is that supposed to be an insult?" she asked.

He smiled, "No. It's not that I see you as masculine, which is why I'm confused about why I react to you at all. Before today, last night really, I've never met a woman that I found interesting at all. No matter how popular she is with other men, or even how butch she is."

Blayne just stared at him. "Do you want me to apologize?"

He smiled again, the secretive sort of smile that she found so disconcerting, as if he could look right into her thoughts. "No. I want you to undress."