Two Beds

There are two queen-sized beds in our hotel room.

"Well, shit," Dev says.

"Dibs on the left one," Ellie says, plopping her backpack down on the bed closest to the door. "You boys have to snuggle."

I look at Dev and shrug. "As long as I'm the big spoon."

"Sure," he laughs, walking over and laying down his duffel bag.

"When's the concert?" I ask.

"Doors at 7, openers at 8," Ellie replies, rooting through her backpack. "It's 5 now. We should get something to eat."

"And drink," Dev adds.

"The venue's on a street with a bunch of bars," I say. "I can call an Uber."

"Alright, just let me get changed." Ellie grabs some clothes out of her bag and heads to the bathroom.

"Changed? What's wrong with what you're wearing?" Dev says.

"You're ridiculous," she says, shutting the bathroom door.

I laugh. We're all in shorts and t shirts, but there's not really pressure for Dev and I to dress up. I mean, it's not like we're gay or anything.

A few minutes later, Ellie reemerges from the bathroom in fishnets and eyeliner.

"You look great," Dev says.

"Thanks," she replies. "You call the Uber yet, Sam?"

"Was waiting for you." I pull my phone out. "It'll be here in 6 minutes. Red Honda Odyssey."

"Great." She pulls on a pair of sneakers. "Let's go."

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It's the set break between the opener and the main act, and I'm sipping a rum and coke like it's water.

Ellie's next to me. She does look great. Dev was right. If she wasn't my best friend of eight years, I'd be nervous to try to talk to her.

This always happens when I'm drunk. I get thoughts about people I shouldn't. People I have no business being attracted to.

Dev comes back from the bar, holding three shots in his hands. Ellie and I gladly accept them. They smell like bottom shelf tequila. They taste even worse.

Ellie's giggling as we cough. "You two are lightweights."

"Sorry I'm not an alcoholic," I manage. "Jesus, Dev, what were those?"

"Sorry," he says.

The lights go out, and the concert crowd screams with excitement.

###

On the crowded curb outside the venue, Dev calls the Uber back to the hotel. My ears are ringing. I'm nowhere near sober, but I'm aware that the night's gotten colder, and I shiver in the chilly air.

"You okay, Sam?" Ellie asks. Her eyeliner's smudged.

"Just a little cold," I reply.

"Here." She huddles up next to me, pressing her warm body into mine. "Is that better?"

I try not to look down into her cleavage. "Yeah," I say.

"Hey, make some room," Dev says, pushing himself into our little huddle. "Uber is 2 minutes away. Black Toyota Corolla."

"Corolla?" Ellie glares up at him. "We'll all be squished in the back."

"We're squished right now," he points out.

"Well, yeah, but--" Ellie shakes her head. "Never mind."

"You're telling me you don't like being this close to us?" I tease.

"I do," she says quietly. "That's the problem."

I freeze in place. Glance at Dev, then back at Ellie. Her eyes are fixed somewhere far away.

"Uh, Ellie," Dev says carefully, "what do you been by that?"

Someone honks from the street.

It's a black Toyota Corolla.

We clamber into the backseat, Ellie between Dev and I. She still doesn't speak. Dev and I make eye contact over her head, and his eyes look wild.

As we pull onto the highway, Ellie asks, "Can I be honest with you guys?"

The Uber driver's eyes catch mine in the mirror. I swallow.

"Sure, Ellie," I say.

"I think you're hot," she says.

"Uh," Dev says, "you think Sam's hot? Or you think I'm hot?"

"Yeah," Ellie says.

I mouth "she's drunk" at Dev.

"I'm not drunk," she says, elbowing me. "I know exactly what I'm saying. And I know it's weird, but I mean-- shit. I've seen the way you both look at me. You might as well know I look at you the same way."

Dev nods. "Okay."

My heart pounds in my chest. "Alright."

We're all quiet for a few moments. The Uber driver avoids my eyes in the mirror.

"What are we going to do?" Dev finally says.

"About what?" I ask.

"Well," Ellie says, "we do have a room booked for the night."

If my heart was pounding before, it's slamming now. I swallow, hard. "Are you saying we--"

Ellie cuts me off, kissing me on the mouth. I'm so stunned that I almost forget to kiss her back. And before I can think, she's stopped.

"What--"

She kisses Dev, and I feel like my stomach is on fire. It's not jealousy, but something deeper, hotter. Something sinfully pleasant.

"Okay," Ellie says, settling back into the middle seat. "I think we're all in agreement." She puts one hand on my thigh and one on Dev's.

His eyes meet mine. He looks shocked, but he also looks so wildly alive. He looks-- well, he looks sexy. I don't know how else to think of it.

"This is you," the Uber driver says tiredly, pulling up to the hotel awning.

"Thanks!" Ellie says.

"Thanks," I manage.

Dev doesn't say anything, just opens the car door. We follow him out, through the hotel lobby, toward the elevator. We wait for the elevator to arrive. We get inside. We wait for the doors to close.

Then they're closed and Ellie's kissing Dev's neck, sensually, working her way up to his jawline. His eyes are closed and he lets out a low sigh. She giggles, detaching her lips from his skin, and turns to me. My eyes fall shut as soon as she touches me. She tugs my t shirt neckline to the side and kisses my collarbone, gently sucking her way over to my throat.

"Fuck," I whisper.

Dev makes a sound, and I open my eyes. He's staring at Ellie and I with unabashed lust.

The elevator dings.

Ellie leads us down the hall to our room, and I watch her ass jiggle as she walks, her thighs in those fishnets.

Once we get to our hotel room, she takes off her sneakers. Dev and I slip out of our shoes, too, and follow her into the room. She climbs onto the bed she claimed, settling herself near the top, motioning for us to join her.

We do. It's so quiet that I can hear Dev breathing. I look over at him and I realize it's because he's practically panting, his pupils dilated. I realize I'm a mirror image of that. And I realize he's sort of gorgeous, in a way I'm not used to noticing, but indisputably.

He looks over at me, and I feel my ears turning pink. My eyes are stuck in his, the darkness of his pupils, as they flick their gaze down to my lips.

"Oh, Christ," Ellie says, "fucking do it."

Dev's lips crash into mine. And damn, have I wanted this all along? Have I been repressing something? Because he kisses hard, like he's hungry for me, and I am rock hard with his mouth on mine.

I hear Ellie laughing and I break apart from Dev. She's red in the face.

"What?" I say.

"Been waiting for that forever," she replies. "Come here."

We do. We collapse on top of her in a pile of kissing and touching. Kissing Ellie. Kissing Dev. Feeling the differences in how they move and taste, how they feel pressed against me. There's something about kissing my best friends that feels so much better than anything I've ever done.

"Okay, boys," Ellie manages, breathless between kisses. "Shirts off."

I tug mine over my head. When I emerge from my t shirt Ellie's topless too, bare tits in the glow of the bedside lamp. Dev tosses his shirt to the floor and caresses her left breast. He lowers his head, puts his mouth on her nipple. I lean down and do the same to her right breast, sucking her tit and swirling the erect nipple with my tongue. Ellie moans softly, and I look up at her, then over at Dev. He winks at me.

We kiss between Ellie's tits, and it's sloppy, all that spit from sucking her nipples all over our mouths. Someone grabs the back of my head, and I think it's Dev but it's Ellie, pushing our faces closer together. I let out a muffled sound into Dev's mouth, and Ellie pulls us apart.

"Christ, you two are fucking hot," she whispers. "How long have you been hooking up without me?"

Dev shakes his head.

"We, uh-- we haven't," I say.

"Insane," she says. "You want to change that?"

We look at each other. Dev's lips are red and shining. He's looking at me like he never has before.

"Yeah," he says. "I want to."

"Sam?" Ellie prompts.

"Yeah," I breathe.

"Take your shorts off," she says. "Underwear too. I want to see you both. I want both of you to see each other."

I've seen Dev naked before. We've known each other since high school, of course I have. But that was the locker room, and this is-- something else entirely.

He tugs his shorts and underwear down, and his cock springs free. I've never seen it hard. It's grown, and it's thick and hard. My mouth waters for a second, and I have to remind myself my own shorts are still on.

I take off the rest of my clothes. Dev's eyes never leave my skin, and I can feel the heat of his gaze as it traces over my cock. Ellie's watching too, casually rubbing one of her nipples while she looks between us.

"What about you?" I ask her.

"We'll get there," she says, sitting forward on her knees. "Where were you two again?"

Right. I turn back to Dev and pull his naked body into mine, alarmed at how much I like the feeling of his cock pressing into my hip. But his lips are needy as ever against mine, and Ellie's mouth joins in, kissing both of us. Her breast and Dev's chest are warm against my skin. Someone's hand squeezes my bare ass and I don't know whose and I don't care.

Fuck, were we always inches away from this? Did we all always want this?

Ellie pulls away, breathing hard. She shifts back on the bed, then bends down on her elbows, her face next to our hips.

"Come here," she says softly. We turn toward her, both our cocks in her face. She smiles, looking up at us, then plants a gentle kiss on the tip of Dev's cock.

He groans. The sound's intoxicating. Then Ellie kisses my cock and I groan too, and Dev's looking at me with longing that I know is matched on my own face.

Ellie wraps her mouth around Dev's cock and gives him two long, sucking strokes. Then she does the same to mine, and the pleasure's so intense that I actually whimper.

"Jesus fuck," Dev says.

Ellie grins up from my cock. "Keep moaning like that."

"Fuck," I gasp. "I-- I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize," Dev says. He's stroking his cock, wet with Ellie's spit, while she works up and down the length of mine. "It's fucking hot. Don't stop."

Ellie switches to Dev's cock. Instead of stroking myself, I lean over and kiss the side of Dev's neck, working up to the hinge of his jaw. I'm not sure what I'm doing until my mouth is next to his ear.

"You think it's hot when I moan?" I whisper.

"Fuck," Dev groans.

"You do?" I tease. "I think it's hot when you do, too. I want to hear you moan for me."

He lets out a strangled sound.

"Yeah," I whisper. "I want to hear you moan like a fucking girl."

"Jesus, Sam," Dev pants. "Stop, Ellie. I'm too fucking close."

Oh, fuck. I lean back from Dev and he's looking at me with desperation. Then he's kissing me hard, sloppily. His hands tangle in my hair.

"Boys," Ellie says.

We pull apart.

She's sliding her shorts and fishnets off, revealing a pair of plain white underwear. Then she hooks her thumbs in the waistband of those and tugs them off, too. Her pussy, glistening with arousal, sits exposed.

"Well?" she says gently.

I'm not sure who moves first. Maybe we do as one. But the next thing I know my mouth is alongside Dev's, battling for the best angle on Ellie's pussy. We kiss around her, our tongues toying with each other and with her swollen clit. Eventually I focus on her slippery folds and Dev takes her clit, both of us licking and sucking. She moans, her hands digging through our hair.

I'm practically drunk on Ellie's pussy by the time she pushes our heads away. So is Dev. Both of our faces are slathered with her juices.

"Okay," Ellie pants. "I have two holes. Who wants what?"

"We can take turns," Dev offers. "You don't have to--"

"I want you both," she says. "So tell me who wants to fuck my pussy and who wants my ass."

"I'm down for either," I say. "Do you have lube for anal?"

"Spit's okay," Ellie says. "Dev, you want to get Sam nice and wet for me?"

Dev blushes. "Like--"

"Yeah," she says.

He leans down and wraps his lips around the tip of my cock. His mouth feels different from Ellie's, less practiced. But so curious and warm and wet. I moan softly, and Dev takes more of my cock into his mouth, gently sucking. Spit trails down the shaft.

"Good job, Dev," Ellie says.

He mumbles something around my cock, and the vibrations travel through me. When he pulls his mouth away, my cock twitches, trying to follow his lips.

Ellie laughs. "Okay, boys."

I lie back on the bed, positioning a pillow behind my head. "Whenever you're ready, Ellie."

She nods. "It's been a while. Go slow."

Ellie lowers herself onto my cock, her tight asshole squeezing around me. She feels good. I haven't done a ton of anal, but her ass feels tighter than the others I've been in.

She sighs. "You're huge, Sam."

"Sorry," I say, resisting the urge to buck my hips into her.

Ellie shakes her head. "Just let me get used to you."

And she does, slowly sliding up and down on my cock, gradually growing more comfortable. Then she nods. "Dev. You too."

"You sure?" Dev says.

"Of course I am." Ellie spreads her legs. "Pussy's yours."

"And your ass is mine," I say.

"Damn right," she replies.

Dev settles himself between Ellie's legs and rubs his cock against her pussy.

I know the second he enters her. I can feel his cock through her walls, and the thought of our cocks nearly touching inside her is so hot that I can barely think.

She moves her hips, and both Dev and I gasp. Ellie lets out a breathless laugh.

"Fuck me," she says.

I thrust into her ass. As I'm pulling back, Dev thrusts into her pussy. He pulls back and I push into her, I pull back and he pushes into her, Ellie moans.

"You good?" Dev murmurs.

"I feel so fucking full," she moans.

She lays her head back against me, and her ear is inches from my lips.

"You feel so fucking good," I whisper.

Ellie shudders. "Keep fucking using me."

Dev looks down at us, and his eyes are dark with lust. He leans down and kisses her, then kisses me, our tongues tangling together while our cocks stroke in and out of Ellie's body. I moan into his mouth.

"Jesus," Ellie groans. "You two are so fucking hot."

Dev moans back into me. I feel my orgasm building. My thrusts grow a little deeper, a little less rhythmic.

"Dev," I whimper into his lips. He pulls back just enough to let me speak. "Dev, I'm going to fucking cum."

"Cum in me," Ellie says. "Cum in me, Sam."

"Fuck!" The orgasm shoots through me. I cum in her ass, bucking my hips into her.

"Fucking Jesus," Dev groans. "Ellie-- Sam-- I--"

"Cum," Ellie says. "I want to feel you cum in me."

Dev gasps out a "fuck!" as he releases into her pussy. I can feel his cock pulsing through the skin.

We stay sheathed for a few moments.

Ellie sighs. "Alright, boys, we should get cleaned up. Dev."

He pulls himself free, and I feel his cum drip down onto the base of my cock, warm and wet. Ellie slowly uncorks me from her ass, leaving my cock a sticky mess of my own cum. Dev grabs a handful of tissues from the nightstand and hands them to me.

I realize something suddenly. "Wait, Ellie, did you cum?"

"Oh, I can't cum without my vibrator," she says. "And I didn't bring it."

"Well, bring it next time," Dev says.

"Next time?" Ellie raises her eyebrows. Then she bursts out laughing. "I hope we can all stay friends."

"Oh, Jesus," Dev says. "We just fucked each other. I think we're past friends."

"Friends with benefits. A lot of benefits," I offer.

"Silly boys," Ellie says. "Anyone want to join me in the shower?"

"Yes," we say in unison.