Banana Bread Pt. 02

This is a direct continuation from Part 1, so please check that out first if you haven't already. Thanks for the comments on part 1. It's my first time writing erotica so it's really cool to see people enjoying what I write.

This story continues to explore cuckolding, with themes of submission and humiliation. This chapter also includes some indirect bi content. It's entirely fictional and intended for mature readers. If that's not your thing, feel free to skip it. Otherwise, I hope you enjoy where things go next.

Thanks for reading :)

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Banana Bread | Part 2

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Knock. Knock.

We both freeze. Suddenly back in the bedroom, back in our bodies.

Maya turns to look at me, panting. Her thighs trembling, spread wide. The vibrator keeps humming between them, wet and glistening, her fingers shining with the mess she's made.

"Levi," I say quietly. Of course, he's here for his package.

She holds my gaze, head tilted, a slow grin spreading.

"Well..." she says, her voice like honey. "Go ahead."

"You're not serious."

Her grin deepens into something sly and wicked. She shifts her hips just enough to make the vibrator drag in a teasing circle, her breath catching. "He's just picking up the box, right? You'll be, what... two minutes tops?"

"Maya..."

I can't stop staring. She's soaked through and dripping, wetness spilling down her thighs, glistening in the light. She's completely wrecked.

She laughs, low and teasing. "Your call, baby. I'll just be right here..." Her fingers don't slow, and it's damn clear she's not stopping anytime soon.

My knees nearly buckle.

"Maya," I choke, dragging my hoodie down over the hard-on straining in my pants. "You're crazy."

I can't stop the filthy smirk curling on my lips.

My heart's pounding so hard it feels like it's stuck in my throat. I've been on the edge for so long I no longer know where it is. I love what she does to me. This bold, wicked side she brings out, like every rule's been smashed to pieces and all that matters is the fire we're burning between us.

Her grin twists darker. "You scared, baby?"

"You know I am."

I don't look away.

She hums, low and pleased, already slipping back into her rhythm. Her head tips back, lips parting on a soft gasp as the vibrator moves in lazy circles over her clit. Eyes flutter shut. She's putting on a show, and she knows exactly what she's doing.

Knock. Knock.

I step out into the hallway, turning to close the bedroom door behind me.

"Leave it open," she says, voice light and innocent.

I freeze. "Maya--!"

She let's out a breathy laugh. "Okayyy! You can close it."

The bedroom is at the end of the hall. From the front door, Levi wouldn't be able to see into it directly but there would be nothing separating the two of them.

"Fuck it," I mutter, raising the stakes and nudging the door wider.

She shudders, breathing is uneven, jaw slack like she's caught between speaking and moaning. She stares at me, brows slightly lifted, and there's this stunned look on her face, like she can't decide if she's embarrassed or impressed.

I reach the front door and pause for a second, heart punching at my ribs.

I take a deep breath and open the door to see Levi standing there. That usual easy grin tugging at his lips. His hair's windswept like he's just run up the stairs, hoodie slouched half open, cargo jacket hanging loose. He's holding his phone like he was mid-text, casual as ever.

But something about him feels different now.

Maya's voice is still in my head. The way she said his name. The way she moaned it. The way she used it, like it was the filthiest word she knew.

"Bigger than you. Stronger. Just... better." Her words ring in my head. Twisting my gut with jealousy but setting my blood on fire at the same time. I can't unhear them. Can't unsee how she fell apart on the bed, because of him.

And now he's right here.

He's not the sweet, goofy "little brother" neighbour anymore.

Now he's... taller than I remembered? Broader? Maybe it's my insecurities fucking with me, but it's like I'm seeing him in a different way. Cooler, more relaxed. I catch a flicker of something in his eyes that I didn't notice before, some quiet confidence that hits me harder than I expected.

"Levi--hey!" The words rush out before I can stop them. I'm aiming for confident, but my heart's still racing too fast.

He blinks at me, that same crooked grin tugging at his lips. His head tilts slightly, like he's trying to figure something out.

"Charlie," he says, smiling like always. "All good?"

He knows.

Maybe it's the flushed cheeks. The way I'm gripping the doorframe like it's the only thing keeping me upright.

"Yeah," I say, too quick. "Yeah, all good. You here for your package?"

"Yeah," he nods, stepping in slightly. "Is this... a bad time?" I feel his gaze drifting. Not obviously. Just a subtle shift, like he's glancing past me. Toward the hallway.

"No, no, you're fine--come in," I say, stepping aside and gesturing him in. "It's just in the kitchen. I'll grab it."

I turn and walk fast, trying not to look toward the open bedroom door. This feels insane. My whole body is buzzing with panic.

I really thought I could play it cool. Thought I could handle this, keep it together.

In the kitchen, I scoop the box off the counter with both hands and head back down the hall.

Every step feels like it echoes.

He's watching me. Studying me.

"You okay, man?" he asks, eyebrows raised. "You look kinda... rattled."

I freeze under his gaze. The box feels too light in my grip, like it could float away if I don't hold it tight enough.

"Yeah, no, I'm good," I say, slipping the box into his hands. My palms feel clammy, and I hope he doesn't pick up on it.

He takes it, but he's still eyeing me. Then, with a grin, he shifts it under one arm and pops the lid with his thumb. "Oh yeah--you gotta see these," he says, lighting up like a kid on Christmas.

He reaches in and pulls out a deep red skateboard wheel, lightly translucent, gleaming in the light. "Been waiting on these badboys for weeks."

"Here, check it out," he adds, tossing it at me without warning.

I reach out to catch it, but my hands are shaking and slick with sweat. For a moment I think I've got it, then it slips free, bouncing off my palm and hitting the floor with a sharp, dull clack. It starts rolling down the hall, moving too fast for me to stop.

"Shit!" I call, lunging forward, but Levi's already on the move.

"All good," he laughs, already halfway down the hall after it.

Fuck.

"Levi--!" I call, running after him, but it's too late.

He halts, hand gripping the wheel tight, every muscle tense.

We're right outside the bedroom.

No walls. No doors. Nothing to shield her.

His eyes fix on her, and his jaw falls open.

Maya is stretched out naked on the sheets, frozen and wide-eyed. Her thighs press tightly together. One hand clutches her chest, the other tries to shield the vibrator still inside her, as if she could erase what he's just seen.

A full second passes. No one moves. No one breathes.

"Oh shit--Maya--I--" Levi stumbles back a step like he's touched something hot. "I swear I wasn't--Jesus, I didn't mean to--fuck--"

He turns, shielding his face with one hand even though it's pointless now. "I didn't see anything--honestly! I... I... I... Okay I definitely saw something--but I wasn't trying to--Christ."

My chest tightens so much I can hardly draw a breath. "Levi, I..." I flinch as I speak. "I should've-- I didn't--"

"You're good... all good. I'll just... give you guys some space. Pretend this never happened. You never saw me. I was never here." He just nods, eyes darting anywhere but me or Maya. He's out the door a second later, pulling it closed with a soft click.

Then it's just silence.

--

My coffee's cold now, but I keep sipping anyway. It's something to do with my hands.

Maya's curled up across from me, legs tucked under her, hoodie sleeves pulled over her hands as she cradles her mug. Her eyes peek over the rim, searching my face.

"You realise we have to change our names and flee the country now, right?" she says, trying for light.

"Yeah. It was a good run," I say.

That earns a small laugh. "Fucking skateboard wheel, man. What are the odds?" She groans, letting her forehead rest against her mug. "I'm sorry I pushed it so far. I genuinely didn't think there was any way he'd see me."

I reach across and rest my hand over hers. "Hey. Don't do that. I was into it too, we both were. I'm the idiot who opened the door wider."

"I know, but..." She bites her lip, eyes flicking down. "The stuff I said. It was just... play, you know? I didn't mean any of it. I just... I could see what it was doing to you, and I got caught up--God, the way you were looking at me..."

I squeeze her hand. "You know that I love it when you push me like that. Trust me, I was into every second of it. Maybe even more than you were."

She gives a tiny smile but still doesn't quite meet my eyes.

"I still feel like I should knit him an apology jumper," she says. "Like... beige. With 'I'm so sorry you saw my boobs' stitched across the chest."

I grin. "Think he'd wear it?"

"Honestly? Probably."

She sighs, but she's smiling now. "God. I hope he's not too traumatised."

"Maya," I say deadpan. "He's a guy. He's not going to be traumatised by seeing a girls boobs."

She laughs and finally looks at me properly. "You nervous?"

"A bit," I admit. "I've got no idea what I'm going to say, but I'll blag it."

She nods, eyes locked on her mug. "I love you."

"I love you too." I say grabbing my keys. "Wish me luck!"

"Good luck," she says, managing a faint smile. "Be nice to him."

"No promises," I say, and shoot her a wink as I head out.

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I knock twice and step back, heart thudding.

There's a pause. Then footsteps.

The door opens, and there he is, Levi, barefoot, in joggers and an old band tee. His hair is damp again. What is it with this guy? Is he just constantly showering?

For a second, his expression flickers but then he softens. "Hey, man."

"Hey," I say, holding up the bottle like a peace offering. "Figured I owed you a drink."

Levi huffs a quiet laugh, rubbing the back of his neck. "You didn't have to."

"I know," I say, shrugging. "Still."

He looks at the bottle, then back at me, and steps aside to let me in. "Well... come on, then."

I step past him down the corridor and into the living room. He glances at the bottle in my hand. "Whiskey?"

I nod.

He moves to the kitchen and comes back with two glasses, both filled with ice.

I take one and set the bottle down on the coffee table as I settle onto the small two-seater.

He picks it up and pours a generous splash into my glass, then his own, before sinking into the armchair across from me.

"Look, I just wanted to say sorry about earlier." I start, but Levi tries to jump in.

"Hold up," I say, gently stopping him. "We were in the middle of... something, when you knocked, and I shouldn't have opened the door. I didn't think. Sorry it got awkward and you had to see..." I trail off, the word caught somewhere in my throat.

Levi just shakes his head, grinning. "Charlie, seriously, it's fine. I just hope you two are okay. I felt like I crashed a private party."

He chuckles, then adds, "That's okay. Wasn't exactly the worst view."

I let out an embarrassed laugh. "Jesus."

"Sorry!" he asks, eyes wide. "I can go back to being mortified if it helps."

"No, no," I say, rubbing the back of my neck. "Honestly, it helps. The whole thing's just been looping in my brain on repeat. You're not traumatised then?"

He pretends to think. "No permanent damage. Although I may need years of therapy. Or just this whisky. One of the two."

There's a short lull, just long enough for the air to cool between us.

Levi takes a sip from his glass, then leans back slightly. "Can I ask you something though?"

I nod. "Sure."

"Why did you answer? The door, I mean. If you guys were... y'know." His tone is curious, not accusing. "Why not just ignore it? You didn't have to open."

I let out a low breath and lean back, balancing my drink on my knee.

"Yeah..." I run a hand through my hair, feeling awkward. "Fair question."

I take a sip of whisky and shift in my seat, not quite meeting his eyes. "We were both, uhhh... pretty heated. And I guess the risk of you seeing--" I stop myself, then quickly add, "It wasn't meant to happen though! We shouldn't have answered at all. I wasn't thinking straight. I swear, I wouldn't put you in that situation on purpose."

He tips his head. "So... you were literally in the middle of it?"

I cover my face with one hand and groan. "Oh my god, Levi."

He grins. "What? It's not my fault my neighbours are perverts!"

I laugh despite myself. "Yeah. Well. You picked a hell of a time to come for those fucking wheels."

We both laugh, a little awkward but easier now. The tension starts to fade, and things feel normal between us again.

Levi gives me a sideways look. "So... the thought of me seeing her was doing it for you?"

I slam a hand over my face and groan. "Oh no. We're not doing that."

He grins like he's won some secret prize.

"Why not? You brought it up," he says, voice teasing. "You're blushing Charlie."

I peek out from behind my hand, cheeks burning. "I'm not."

Levi just laughs, clearly loving this. "I mean, I get it. You and Maya, getting off to the thought of me--."

"Levi!" I snap, pointing at him like I'm ready to explode. "Let's get one thing straight. It wasn't about you--" (It totally was) "--it was just the risk of getting caught. So get that smug fucking grin off your dumb stupid face."

Naturally, his smug fucking grin only widens on his dumb stupid face. "Sure."

The nerve of this guy.

"You're unbelievable," I mutter.

Why the hell did we ever fantasise about this moron?

He laughs, shakes his head, then tilts his drink toward me. "Alright, alright, I'll stop. For now."

Then, more casually: "Is Maya okay, though? She's not... pissed at me or anything, is she?"

I rub the back of my neck. "Nah. She's alright. I mean, we were both kind of... yeah, a little shaken. But she wasn't mad at you or anything. You don't need to worry about that."

Levi nods, then looks away for a beat, swirling his drink like he's pretending to be casual. "Good. Just, I dunno. I love what I have with you guys."

The words hang in the air for half a second before he clears his throat. "I mean, like, for neighbours. You're fine. Barely annoying."

I snort. "Wow. Deeply moving."

He flashes that familiar grin. "That's all you're getting."

I shake my head, smiling despite myself. "Should I go get Maya? I think we need to finish this bottle."

"Sure, but uhh... can you tell her to wear some clothes this time?"

"Fuck you." I say but burst out laughing.

I place my empty glass on the table with a soft clink, then get up and make my way next door to find Maya.

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I slip back into the flat and pull the door closed behind me. Maya's curled up on the sofa, her eyes flicking up the moment she sees me.

"Well?" she asks, trying for casual, though her fingers are still fussing with the hem of her sleeve.

I walk over and drop onto the armrest beside her. "It's fine. He's fine."

She lets out a breath, like she's been holding it for ages. "Yeah?"

I grin, sliding down beside her. "He's back to his usual annoying self, so I think we're in the clear. We've cracked open the whiskey. I came to get you, if you fancy it?"

Maya looks up, a hopeful smile tugging at her lips. "Yeah... yeah, I think I do."

I stand, offering her a hand. "Alright then. Let's go before he drinks the whole bottle by himself."

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The door opens and Levi gives me a quick wink, catching me with a half hug, his hand on my shoulder as I step inside.

Maya comes in behind me, hoodie sleeves tugged down over her hands. "Hey."

Levi's grin shifts, just a little softer. "Hey. Glad you came."

Huh, no joke. Guess maybe he does have a sensitive side.

The living room's pretty much how we left it, but the overhead lights have been swapped out for a cosy lamp glowing in the corner. There's a bowl of crisps on the table and the bottle of whisky still sitting where we left it, two glasses already poured.

"Maya, whisky? Or shall I rummage in the fridge for something more civilised?" Levi asks, heading toward the kitchen.

"Whisky's perfect, thanks."

He nods and disappears into the kitchen to fetch a third glass.

I sink into my usual spot on the tiny sofa, stretching out as Maya slips in beside me without a word, knees tucked up, shoulder brushing mine.

Levi returns with her drink and hands it over, then collapses into the armchair with the exaggerated sigh of someone twice his age.

He raises his glass with a grin. "To awkward moments that we'll never speak of again."

Maya snorts, and I grin. Our glasses meet with a soft clink. So much for him not making jokes.

I take a long sip. The whisky's sharp and warm going down but I feel better for it.

Maya takes a slow sip, then exhales like it's the whisky giving her courage. "Okay. I'm sorry about earlier. I'm usually very good at not flashing the neighbours. Promise."

Levi leans back, hand to his heart. "Wow. And here I thought I was special. Anyways, it beats walking in on you two arguing about lasagna or whatever it is you guys bicker over."

"Okay, fair," I laugh. He's not wrong. "We do always seem to be mid-fight when you call by."

Levi grins, swirling his drink. "Well I hope I haven't ruined sex for you guys forever."

Maya doesn't miss a beat. "No more than anyone you've ever disappointed in bed."

"Oof." I hold up my hand, and she smacks it with a high-five.

"If you mean I've ruined sex for them because nobody else will be as good, sure!"

Crickets.

Maya narrows her eyes playfully. "It's reeeeally been a while since you got laid, huh?"

He puts a hand to his chest. "Excuse me--"

"Yeah... it's been a while," Maya laughs.

"Well, it's been longer than you guys..." Levi smirks, then pulls an exaggerated guilty face. "Oops. Sorry. Too soon?"

Maya groans, covering her face. "Oh my God."

"Is this how it's going to be now?" I ask, giving him a look.

"Afraid so," he replies.

"Don't worry," he says, nudging her foot with his. "Your secret's safe with me. I'll barely even bring it up..."

"Levi!" Maya groans, but she's laughing.

I shake my head. "Alright, that's enough. We need some dirt on you too."

"Oh yeah?" He raises an eyebrow.

"Truth or dare, Levi?" I say, setting my glass down.

"Oh god..." Maya moans, a mix of dread and amusement in her voice.

"Fine. Do your worst." Levi knocks back a healthy gulp of whisky, bracing himself. "Truth."

I pause to think for a moment. I open my mouth, but Maya's faster.

"When was the last time you got laid?" she blurts, grinning.

Levi groans. "Should've seen that coming." He points at her. "Just remember this moment when it's my turn to ask questions."

He takes another sip, then shrugs. "A month or two ago. Chloe."

Maya's eyes widen dramatically. "Chloe? Had sex? With you?"

"Yep," he says, smug. "And more than once before you say anything!"

"Hmm, fair play. You've got more game than I give you credit for." She seems impressed.

"Apology accepted," Levi turns to me with a sly grin.. "Alright, Charlie, you're up. Truth or dare?"

"I'll take a truth too," I reply, bracing myself.

"Be honest. Did you guys, y'know, carry on after I left?"

For a second, I blink. I hadn't even thought about that until now. The sheer horror of Levi barging in had erased everything else.

I laugh nervously, shaking my head. "No, we didn't. That dumbfounded look on your face just wouldn't leave my mind."

Levi smirks, eyes glinting. "So, what, you climaxed right then and there?"

I glance at Maya, who's biting her lip to keep from laughing. "Yeah, sure, Levi."

He leans back, a sly grin spreading across his face. "Fair enough. Maya, your turn."

"Truth," she says, voice calm and steady.

Levi's grin widens, clearly enjoying the build-up. ""Alright then. Do you like being in charge in the bedroom, or is it more of a 'yes, Charlie, whatever you want' kind of vibe?"

Maya scoffs. "Fuck you! What do you think?"

He puts on a fake dazed expression.

She throws a knowing glance my way. "Charlie's the one who likes doing what he's told. Don't you, baby?"

She knew how to get me. I try to keep my cool, but it get's me hot and bothered. "More like you just need to get your own way," I throw back.

Maya's smirk sharpens, all mischief. Levi glances between us, clearly enjoying every crackle of tension.

He laughs under his breath. "Yeah, that actually tracks." He tops off his drink, then stands with a stretch. "Pass your glasses, I'll grab some fresh ice."

As soon as he disappears around the corner, Maya leans toward me slightly, her voice low, thoughtful. "Hey. You okay?"

I meet her gaze. "Yeah. Are you?"

She nods, her smile easy, but there's something more behind it. "Yeah. I just wanted to check you're still... good. That this isn't too much."

I exhale slowly, only now realising how tightly I'd been holding that tension. "It's not weird. Just..."

She tilts her head. "Just?"

I give her a half-smile. "Are you feeling this... whatever this is? Or am I just making it up in my head?"

She doesn't answer right away. Then she says, quiet but certain, "No. I feel it too."

We've talked about sex in front of Levi a dozen times. But tonight feels different.

"If you wanted to... see where it goes," I say, my voice soft. "I'd be okay with that. Just so you know."

Maya watches me, something unreadable flickering in her eyes. Before either of us can say more, the freezer clicks shut and ice clinks softly into a glass.

She leans back in her seat, and as she does, her fingers lightly brush mine. It says more than words would've.

Levi returns with our drinks. "Here you go," he says brightly, grinning as he hands back our glasses.

"Thanks," I reply, taking mine. "Your turn. Truth or dare?"

He sinks back into his seat with a mock-serious look. "Hmm... let's go with another truth."

I let the silence stretch for a beat, then go for it. "What's the kinkiest thing you've ever done in bed?"

Levi raises his eyebrows, genuinely caught off guard. "Jesus. Straight for the throat, huh?" He chuckles, running a hand over his jaw like he's weighing how much to reveal. "There's not exactly a PG way to explain that one."

I smirk. "We're not prudes, Levi. I think we can handle it."

Our eyes lock on him, the room pulsing with quiet anticipation.

"Alright, sure. A few years back, I was with this girl who really got off on being dominated. The usual stuff, tied up, blindfolded, totally at my mercy." He pauses, the weight of what's coming hanging in the air.

"She didn't just like it. It was like she craved being torn down. Calling her filthy names, making her beg, pushing her right to the edge until she was a mess... just... treating her like a slut."

Maya shifts, a slow, wicked smile creeping over her lips. I feel the heat rising in my chest.

I can't resist the tease. "And all for her benefit, right? You definitely didn't enjoy it at all."

"Oh yeah, totally. Not in the slightest." Levi lets out a laugh. "Alright then, Charlie. Your turn."

I hesitate for a moment, the idea of a dare flashing through my mind. No way. "Truth," I say, swallowing the sudden flutter of nerves.

Levi's smile widens, clearly having fun with this. "Alright, spill it. What's your kink? What do you like in bed?"

Maya catches my eye, shooting me a teasing smile as she slowly lifts her foot, wiggling her toes just enough to catch my attention.

I feel my cheeks flush immediately. Swallowing hard, I manage a nod. "Well... I guess it's kinda weird, but I've got a bit of a thing for feet."

Levi raises an eyebrow, entertained but not judging. "Feet? I can kinda get that. Everyone's got their thing! Points for honesty."

Maya's grin gets even wider, and I can't help but feel the heat rising again.

Levi leans back, cracking a sly smile as he glances at Maya. "Alright, your turn now. Truth or dare?"

"I'll go truth too," Maya says, her voice light but with a teasing edge. "Since you two are being boring."

Levi's lets out a choked laugh. "Okay, noted. Alright then... here's one."

He turns to Maya, voice low and deliberate. "Is there a small part of you that wanted to get caught by me earlier?"

Her cheeks flush a fierce, burning red. The room seems to shrink as the silence lingers. She doesn't say a word, just reaches for her drink, lifting it slowly. Her fingers brush the glass, trembling slightly.

Then, with a barely perceptible nod, she takes a long, deliberate gulp.

Levi's eyes narrow just a fraction, a slow, satisfied smile curling at the corner of his lips.

He turns his gaze to me, sharp but teasing. "Charlie? What about you?"

My gaze falls, but I can't escape the wildfire burning through me. A pulse that shakes my insides.

I give a faint nod.

He leans back casually, but the energy in the room tightens. "Well, that makes things... interesting," he says, voice low, teasing.

Maya blinks, clearly as flushed as I am, though she tries to keep her cool. "Truth or dare, Levi?"

A slow grin spreads across his face. "Dare."

I hold my breath, waiting for Maya to say something, but she stays silent. Is she thinking up a dare? Or is she waiting for me to come up with something.

My pulse hammers in my ears. The adrenaline's building, ready to push me over the edge. I can tell Maya's feeling it too. And Levi? Yeah, I'm pretty sure I'm reading this right.

So, here goes.

"I dare you to kiss Maya."

--

The words hang in the air.

Levi blinks, stunned, scanning my face for a sign I'm joking, but he finds none. Then his eyes shift to Maya.

Her cheeks are flushed deep red, her eyes flicking down, lips pressed together.

His gaze snaps back to me. "Are you guys serious? I don't want to cross a line."

Maya still doesn't look up, but her voice is quiet and clear. "You're not."

He looks back at me, hesitant. "You're really okay with this, Charlie?"

I nod, heartbeat hammering. "Yeah. You're good."

He holds my gaze, like he's waiting for me to change my mind. Waiting for the twitch, the flinch, the crack in the surface.

I don't give him one.

He turns back to Maya. She's still, her hands clasped tightly in her lap.

There's no fear in her face, just anticipation. When she finally lifts her eyes to him, and then to me, it's like she's asking the question without speaking.

Are you sure?

I return her gaze with a small, steady smile. I am.

I reach out and rest my hand on her thigh, just for a second. Then I rise from the sofa. My legs feel like they're moving through water.

"Here," I say, nodding at the space I've just left. "It's a snug fit, but I think you'll manage."

Levi doesn't move straight away, like he's still deciding.

"You're really okay with this?" he asks, one last time.

I nod. "Yeah." Then I add, quieter, "Or is this you chickening out of your dare?"

That seems to unlock something in him. He catches my eye and mutters, "Not a chance," and crosses the space to take the seat beside her.

The sofa is intimate, forcing their bodies close. Their thighs touch. Maya turns to face him slightly, and he mirrors her, their knees brushing.

Levi looks at her, searching one last time for any trace of doubt. "You good?" he murmurs.

Maya swallows, then nods. "Yeah."

My heart thunders as he leans in. She moves toward him, meeting him halfway, and their lips meet.

The kiss is full of heat. I watch every flicker of movement. The way her hands rest lightly on his chest, how his fingers curl possessively around her waist. They're caught in that fierce tension, holding back, whilst also giving in to it, like they're setting fire while trying not to burn down everything.

I hadn't known exactly how it would feel, seeing it for real. I'd imagined it, sure. The things Maya had said earlier had sparked something in me I hadn't realised was there. The idea of her and Levi together... it had done things to me.

But this? Watching them actually kiss? It was overwhelming.

The first hit was a sharp, possessive pang. Jealousy rising like a flash-fire. This sharp, possessive feeling that made me want to pull her back, to remind them both that she's mine. But before I can even process it, something else surges up and swallows it whole.

Arousal crashes into me like a wave, swallowing that jealousy whole and replacing it with something raw and electric. My breath catches. I can't move. Can't look away. The heat in my chest spread lower as I watch her lips on his, watching her body respond to him like I'm not even there. And somehow, that makes it even hotter.

Levi deepens the kiss slightly, his hand sliding to her waist, steady and sure. There's no show here. No pretending. It's all real.

Then Maya lets out the softest, breathy sound against his mouth, and my stomach flips.

I shift in the armchair, every nerve is lit. Jealousy still simmers in the background, but it's drowned beneath a stronger, undeniable truth: I want this. I want to see her touched like this. I want to see her melt in someone else's hands.

Their lips finally part, slow and reluctant, as if neither is ready to let go.

Levi breaks the silence first, his voice low and rough. "You okay?"

Maya nods, breathless. "Yeah."

His eyes flick to me, searching for reassurance. I meet his gaze and give a steady nod. I'm okay.

Levi lets out a shaky breath, half-laughing. "Fuck. Why did that feel so wrong but... so insanely hot?"

"I think that's why it's hot," I say, before I can stop myself. "It's not supposed to happen."

Maya shifts where she's sitting, brushing her hair off her neck. Her voice is light, but her eyes are sharp with mischief. "So... you get off on kissing other people's girlfriends, Levi?"

He freezes. "What? No! I--Jesus--" He stumbles over the words, eyes wide like a deer in headlights.

Maya bites back a grin, watching him squirm. "Relax, Levi," she says, voice sugary sweet. "I'm teasing."

Levi laughs nervously. "Yeah, sorry if I'm a little rusty with the whole 'kissing your friend's girl right in front of him' thing. Not something I do most weekends."

Her smile deepens, eyes glittering with playful intent. "Then here. Let me help you."

Then she leans in and kisses him again.

No dare this time. No excuse. Just pure, unfiltered want.

Levi doesn't hesitate. His hands slide to her waist like he's done it a hundred times before. The kiss deepens. It's slower now, more confident.

I watch as Maya melts into him, the way her body leans closer to his like she's already growing comfortable in that intimate space with him. Like some unspoken barrier has just quietly dissolved.

Something in me keeps whispering that I shouldn't be watching this. There's a wrongness to it, but also this sick, addictive feeling as I watch her with him. It messes with my head, makes it hard to think straight. Because it's hot. Unbearably hot.

"I guess we're finished with the game now?" I say, trying to keep things light amidst the tension in the air.

They break apart, slow and breathless, and both turn to me. There's something in their expressions, caught between arousal and maybe a little guilt.

Maya tilts her head, eyes glittering with mischief. "Oh, you're welcome to give us more dares, Charlie," she says, like it's a challenge.

Levi glances at me again, a little hesitant this time. The high from kissing Maya still lingers on his face, but there's something else in his eyes now. A flicker of doubt.

His voice comes out a little hesitant. "You good over there? Feels like we might be having all the fun without you."

I see it, the worry beneath his words, the tension in his jaw. He's a good friend. That's why I trust him to do this.

Maya turns to look at me too, softer now. "Charlie likes... to feel a little left out," she says, offering a hint without throwing me in the deep end.

Levi blinks, caught off guard. "Seriously? You're into that?"

I nod, slow this time, letting it settle. "Yeah," I say, eyes flicking between the two of them. "It's not just okay. It's... really hot. Seeing you with her like that."

Maya nudges him playfully. "So don't go all guilty on us now. You're not stealing me. You're just... borrowing me for a little while."

Levi's confidence grows, the edge in his voice sharper now. "And... do I have to return you in the same condition I found you?"

Maya's breath catches, that wicked little smile playing at the corners of her mouth. She bites her lip and glances at me, arching a brow. "What do you think, baby?"

I meet her gaze, the air electric. "If she's smiling when I get her back," I say, low and steady, "Then I'm okay with some signs of use."

That does something to her. I see it. Her cheeks flush, her body shifts closer to Levi, and when she turns to him, she's all heat and mischief.

Levi's grin grows. He's caught the signal now, crystal clear. "I can work with that."

My pulse pounds. My mouth is dry. I can feel a throbbing against my pants.

I swallow. "Then I dare you to take this further."

--

Maya climbs into Levi's lap, straddling him with a new kind of confidence. She leans in, her body pressing flush to his, hands sliding behind his neck as her fingers tangle in his hair.

Then her mouth finds his again, and this time, there's no holding back.

Levi's clutching her tighter now, hands sliding to her waist and pulling her in. One hand drifts lower, slipping beneath the hem of her top to trace the warm, exposed skin above her jeans. His touch no longer held back by guilt or doubt.

His hands roam higher, beneath the fabric, until her back arches into him. Then, with one smooth motion, he breaks the kiss and lifts her top over her head, tossing it aside.

My pulse is thunder in my ears. I'm sure they can feel it from across the room.

Maya breathes hard, her chest rising as she sits there in just her bra. She doesn't cover herself, just turns her head toward me, her eyes locking on mine.

"Still with us, baby?" she purrs, her voice a low, dangerous tease.

I swallow hard, my voice catching before I can even answer. The sight of her half-undressed in Levi's lap, his hands on her like he already owns every inch of her. It makes me ache.

"Fuck," I breathe, eyes drinking her in. "I'm still here."

She grins, turning back to Levi, her fingers sliding down his chest with wicked intent. He pulls her in harder, hungrier, his lips finding her throat as she starts to grind against him, slow and deliberate.

Levi's hands settle firmly on Maya's hips, his grip firm but gentle, like he's holding something precious. She's grinding down into him, taking what she wants.

"Alright, princess, that's enough teasing," Levi murmurs, eyes glinting with mischief.

With a smooth, sure motion, he shifts his weight and presses forward, guiding Maya down onto her back beneath him. She goes willingly, using her elbows to support herself as he settles above her.

He pauses for just a second, enough to keep her wanting, then reaches for the hem of his shirt. In one fluid motion, he peels it off and tosses it aside, revealing the lean muscle beneath.

Maya's eyes drag over him, slow and hungry.

I can't stop staring, they look so hot together. Levi's strong, lean frame pressing into her soft curves like they were made for each other. Every line of his body fits against hers perfectly.

Maya clutches at his shoulders, pulling him tighter, legs wrapping around his hips to keep him close. His hand finds the button of her jeans, as she moans softly against his lips. She lifts her hips without a word, giving him all the permission he needs.

He breaks the kiss only long enough to glance down as he slides her jeans down. Inch by inch, they peel away, revealing smooth skin, flushed thighs. He drags them all the way past her ankles and drops them to the floor without a second thought.

Levi's hands move up, one trailing along her inner thigh while the other slips to the clasp of her bra. Maya arches into his touch, breath catching, her fingers gripping his shoulders.

And then I see it. The outline in Levi's joggers. Hard to miss, even from here. For a second, I blink. That can't be... I tell myself it's just the fabric. The lighting. The angle.

He pulls back just a little, his hands slipping up her sides with slow intent, fingers grazing the edge of her bra. His eyes sparkle, teasing.

Maya's laugh is soft.. "Aw, didn't get your full fix earlier, huh?"

Levi's voice drops, thick with need. "Not even close."

He slides it down past her shoulders. As the fabric slips away, his gaze roams over her exposed chest. He cups her breasts gently, thumbs tracing circles over her nipples, his breath hot against her collarbone.

"Holy shit, Maya," he breathes, a crooked smile tugging at his lips.

Maya smirks, eyes flicking down. "You've already seen me, Levi..." she purrs, her fingers brushing the waistband of his joggers. "Starting to feel a little one-sided, don't you think?"

Levi lets out a low, teasing chuckle. "Yeah?" he murmurs. "Guess it's only fair I return the favour."

He rises to his feet with easy confidence, thumbs hooking into his joggers. He pushes them down, letting them fall to the floor. He steps out of them, left in just his boxers, his back still to me.

I can't see what she sees but Maya goes completely still.

Her breath catches in her throat, mouth falling open as her eyes lock onto him. She doesn't blink. Doesn't speak. Just stares.

For a moment, it's like she forgets how to function.

Her lips part, then close, then part again. Her thighs press together involuntarily as her gaze slowly rakes over him, jaw slack.

"Levi...," she finally breathes, voice thick and trembling.

I can only imagine what's making her react like this.

Then, with a slow, deliberate motion, Maya drops to her knees before him, hands sliding to either side of his waistband. She tugs it down gently, a mischievous giggle slipping out as she covers her mouth.

"Oh my god... Charlie," she murmurs, her eyes locked on his with a mix of shock and desire. Then, with a sly tilt of her head, she beckons me closer.

I push myself up from the chair, moving toward the sofa for a better view.

"Nuh uh," she purrs, patting the floor beside her without looking away from Levi. "Down here with me, baby."

That's when I finally see it. His cock is semi-hard and hanging heavy in front of her, and Maya's eyes are locked onto it like she's mesmerised.

Then I see why.

It's big. Bigger than mine, and he's not even not fully hard. Not just longer, but thicker too. A lot thicker. Of course fucking Levi would be packing. If I weren't so turned on, I might actually be annoyed.

It feels strange seeing him naked. He's always just been Levi: our buddy, the easygoing guy next door. Not Levi, the guy that's about to fuck my girlfriend. I wonder if it feels strange to her too. But then I catch the way she's licking her lips, eyes glazed with hunger, and I figure probably not.

I lower myself beside her, the floor cool against my skin, but the heat radiating off the two of them is enough to make me sweat. I'm now uncomfortably close to what I know is about to happen.

She reaches up, both hands wrapping gently around him. Just holding, exploring, weighing him in her palms like she's trying to get a sense of it. Her hands look tiny.

"Wow..." she breathes, more to herself than to either of us, completely spellbound.

She gazes up at him as her hands begin to move, slow and deliberate, gliding along his length. I watch him swell and thicken in her grip. The eye contact between them makes something tighten in my chest, a mix of jealousy and arousal.

It's the same look she's given me before when we're wrapped up in each other. Those seductive, hungry eyes staring up at me like that? It's enough to make me finish in seconds. I could never hold her gaze. But Levi? He takes it in stride, steady and in control, not breaking for a second.

She doesn't so much as blink, her eyes still locked on his. Her hands keep working him in that smooth rhythm as she leans in and takes the head of his cock into her mouth.

No hesitation, just the slick slide of her lips around him, the soft moan she lets out as she sinks deeper. Her fingers tighten just slightly at the base, holding him steady as she starts to work him with ease.

I'd always known Maya had that effortless sexual confidence. She was incredible in bed and fully owned it. But watching her completely let go for Levi's huge cock? My breath hitched, and I felt the wetness pooling in my pants. I was so turned on I was already leaking, aching for relief.

Then the sounds begin. Right next to me. Levi's low, breathy moans at first, quickly overtaken by the wet, needy slurps and soft gagging as Maya takes him deeper in her mouth.

"Fuck... Maya, that feels so good." Levi groans, his voice rough with pleasure.

She doesn't stop. Her head moves in a steady rhythm, lips gliding up and down with growing intensity,

Several minutes pass before she pulls back, a glistening strand connecting her swollen lips to the tip of his cock. She wipes it away with the back of her hand, then wraps her fingers around him again, stroking slow and deliberate.

She looks up at Levi with a knowing grin before turning back to me.

"You like seeing me with my mouth full, baby?" she purrs.

All I can do is nod.

Her voice is thick with arousal as she moans, "Mmm... fuck. I love you, baby."

Then, before I can process it, she's leaning toward me, pulling me into a deep, messy kiss. My eyes snap open in surprise, but she does not let up. I can taste him on her lips, I can taste everything she's done to him.

The hesitation suddenly melts and I kiss her back, desperately matching her passion as our mouths crash together, wet and eager. Suddenly we're making out like we're about to tear each other apart.

And for a moment everything else fades away. It's just me and Maya. In a way it has been this whole time.

After several seconds, we're interrupted by Levi's voice cutting through, low and breathless. "Fuck. That's so hot..."

I lift my head, still dazed from the kiss.

Maya's hand keeps pumping his cock. I can see the arousal building in him, he was definitely getting off on watching me and Maya make out.

Levi grins, shaking his head. "Alright, let's move this to the bedroom before we ruin my sofa"

He steps ahead, and Maya follows, shooting me a playful wink over her shoulder. Once inside, Levi turns to her with that same teasing smile. "Lie down on the bed for me, Maya. Make yourself comfortable."

Then he looks over at me, eyes gleaming with quiet challenge. "And you, Charlie... how do we feel about the floor?"

His tone is gentle but firm, testing me without pressure. Yeah, he's definitely got me pegged.

I hesitate for a moment, then lock eyes with Levi and offer a submissive smile. Without a word, I ease down onto the floor, settling in.

Maya's eyes flick to the heat rising on my cheeks. "Ohh, and Charlie baby?"

"Yes Maya?" I play innocent, sensing the putdown.

"Better make yourself comfortable." She shoots back, giving me a wink.

"Damn," Levi says with a crooked grin, "If I'd known this was all it took to shut Charlie up, I'd have done it weeks ago."

Maya giggles, tossing him a playful side-eye.

"Fuck you," I shoot back, cheeks burning. That smug bastard.

Levi just smirks, eyes flicking to Maya. "Actually..." He slides a hand down her pants, voice dropping. "I'm gonna fuck your girlfriend."

The words hit like a gut punch. I open my mouth--nothing comes out. Great. Of course I'm turned on by him being a cocky asshole.

He arches a brow. "Nothing?"

Maya glances over the edge of the bed, that wicked grin playing on her lips. "Didn't hear a no," she purrs, tugging him in close.

His hand moves between her legs, slow and deliberate. She shudders, gasping softly as he leans in and kisses her.

"You're soaked," he murmurs.

Maya flushes, squirming in his touch.

"That for me, or for Charlie?"

A pause--then a breathy, "You."

He grins, fingers working faster. "Louder. So he can hear."

"Ah--fuck! You! I'm wet for you, Levi."

He leans in close, voice like velvet. "Good girl."

I watch her every muscle tense and quiver beneath his touch, her breath hitching as his fingers stroke deeper. Her hips press into his hand, desperate and needy. Fingers clutching at the sheets, nails digging in as she arches toward him.

I glance down and notice the damp patch spreading across my pants. Fuck. I really need to take care of this, but I can't just whip it out and start stroking. Should I ask for permission? Ugh, that feels even worse.

Maya's breath quickens, eyes locking onto Levi with fierce hunger. "Enough with the teasing. I want you inside me."

Levi grins, clearly liking her boldness, then moves to the bedside drawer, fingers rifling through it. "Fuck..."

"What is it?" Maya asks, her voice sharp with impatience.

"I don't think I've got any condoms here. Didn't exactly plan on this..." He trails off, a flicker of embarrassment in his tone.

Maya shakes her head, rolling her eyes but smiling. "It's fine, Levi. Charlie, don't you have a stash in your drawer?"

I blink, suddenly pulled back from my thoughts. "Uh, yeah. I do." I shift quickly. "I'll go grab them."

I push myself up off the floor and slip out of the bedroom, the sudden silence making me feel oddly exposed. Leaving them alone like this feels strange. Part of me wonders if they'll keep going while I'm gone.

I move down the hall and step through Levi's front door into the quiet corridor and then into our own flat, quickening my pace so I don't miss anything. I head straight to the bedroom and start sifting through my drawer. We rarely used condoms since Maya was on the pill, but I always kept a packet tucked away, just to be safe.

Fuck, why is there so much junk in here? I pull things out, piling them on the bed as I search. Finally, buried at the very bottom, I spot the box. I check the expiry date. Still good, barely. That'll do.

I stuff the clutter into the drawer and head back out, heart pounding, desperate to get back to whatever is waiting for me in Levi's flat.

As soon as I open his door, Maya's loud moans hit me like a punch. I slam the door shut quickly. I could really do without having to try and explain this to any neighbours that might overhear.

Stepping back into the bedroom, I freeze in the doorway. Levi's got Maya on her back, her pants removed and his fingers moving fast and deep inside her soaked pussy. Her head throws back, body trembling as she shudders into a powerful orgasm. Then, violently, her pussy clenches and sprays a hot stream over Levi's hand and the sheets.

I've never made her come like that.

Maya's breaths are ragged as she starts to come down from the high, and Levi looks over at me with a sly grin. "I told her I could make her cum before you got back."

I manage a shaky, "Y-Yeah?"

He chuckles, low and dark. "Don't sweat it, Charlie. You'll be right here for the next one."

"... The... next one?" Maya pants, eyes glittering with raw need, still riding the aftershocks.

I step forward, holding out the condoms like a peace offering.

"Thanks buddy." He says, taking the box and opening it.

I'm about to drop to the floor again when he pats the bed beside him. "Actually, might need you up here for this."

"Yeah... course," I murmur, my pulse racing. I'm not fully sure what I'm volunteering for, but I'm eager all the same.

I perch on the edge of the bed, brushing my fingers against Maya's. She squeezes back, a slow, satisfied smile tugging at her lips.

Across from us, Levi tears open the condom packet, then begins to roll it on. It gets a couple of inches before he pauses, frowning slightly.

"Uh..." He gives a short, awkward laugh. "I think these might be too small."

Maya giggles immediately, throwing me a look that makes my pulse skip. I hadn't even thought about that. Levi's cock was noticeably thicker than mine. Did she know this would happen?

"Huh, that's so weird," she says innocently, though her grin is anything but. She flicks her eyes between us, then leans her head against Levi's shoulder. "I thought you guys were around the same size..."

Her voice turns syrupy sweet, teasing, lethal. "Charlie, why don't you undress for us? Let's see for ourselves."

I stand slowly, heart pounding, and start to undress. Shirt first, then I undo my jeans.

I hesitate at the waistband, but Maya raises an eyebrow. Levi leans back, arms draped over the headboard, watching with an amused smirk like he already knows how this ends.

I slide my boxers down.

There's a moment of silence. The kind that stretches and crackles with tension.

"Aww," Maya purrs, biting her bottom lip. "I guess Levi's is bigger."

I blush but my cock throbs at her words. I shift on the spot, suddenly hyper-aware of how hard I am, how exposed. Maya's hand trails down Levi's stomach, playful, encouraging.

"He acts shy," she adds, flicking me a look, "but deep down? He lives for it."

Levi's grin deepens, slow and dangerous like a cat about to pounce. His eyes lock on mine, dark and amused. "She's got you trained, huh?" His voice drops an octave, smooth and teasing.

I swallow hard, but nod.

HHe glances at the box in my hand, then back at me with a slow, smug look. "Yeah... pretty sure I'm not squeezing into Charlie's tiny little condoms."

My face flames instantly, but the ache in my cock only sharpens. "I... I... I could run out and get some... bigger ones," I stutter, the final words coming out as almost a whisper.

Levi laughs, "I like this side of you Charlie, it suits you."

I blush again, feeling his increasing dominance over me.

Maya shifts beside him. "You get tested, Levi?"

He nods, voice casual but with an edge. "Yeah, regular. But there's no pressure--"

Maya cuts him off with a knowing smile, turning to me. "What do you think, Charlie?"

My face says it all. I want this as much as they do.

Levi flicks the condom box back at me with a sadistic grin. I catch it and set it on the bedside table, then settle back on the bed, heart pounding.

"Sure you can handle this baby?" Maya says, her voice low and teasing as she reaches out, fingers curling around my own. "Once he's fucked me, there's no going back..."

I squeeze her gently, then lean forward to press a soft kiss to her knuckles. "I want this."

She grins, eyes sparkling with challenge. "Then tell him."

"I want this... I want you to..." The vulnerability showing in my voice.

Levi's grin stretches wider. He's loving every second. "You want what, Charlie?"

Swallowing hard, I find my voice. "I want you to fuck Maya... I want you to fuck my girlfriend."

Levi and Maya share a heated glance, the electricity between them thick enough to taste.

He turns back to me, voice low, deliberate. "You really want that?"

"Yes," I breathe, impatient, aching.

"Beg."

"Levi--" My eyes go wide, heat flooding my cheeks. Surely he didn't actually expect me to beg for this.

"Beg me to fuck your girlfriend, Charlie," he says casually, as if it's the most natural thing in the world.

I catch the fire burning in Maya's eyes as she watches me, her breath quick, lips parted in eager anticipation.

I swallow hard. There's no point in me pretending that I don't want this. I feel heat spike through my veins, swallowing down the last shred of pride. Then, suddenly, it bursts out.

"Levi, please," I groan, barely holding it together. "Fuck my girlfriend. I need to see it. I need to see you stretch her open, make her scream. She's dripping for you, she wants it so bad. I'm begging you--take her, do all the things I can't. Just let me watch while you fuck her like she's yours."

Oh god.

I don't even know where the words came from.

I freeze as that smug grin spreads across his face. "That's it. Good little cuck. Knew you'd beg for it."

The word rings in my ears. I know exactly what it means. I have for a while. I've heard people joke about it, felt the shame that clings to the word. But I've also seen the porn, and deep down, I knew I liked it. A lot actually. I've felt that shame bubbling under the surface every time it's come up, and I shoved it down hard. Pretended it wasn't me. Pretended I wasn't into the idea of being less, of stepping aside for someone 'better'.

But hearing it now, out loud, in Levi's voice?

It felt right.

The sting of humiliation hit me like a fire, hot and raw against my skin. I burned deep, in a way that made my blood race and my dick strain. Beneath that fierce heat was something else. My trust for him, my love for her.

The next part happens in slow motion, every second stretching out. Maya shifts over onto her hands and knees in front of me as Levi positions himself behind her. I feel like I'm watching from outside of my own body. My arousal soaring off the charts, my head swimming, fuzzy with hot pulsing adrenaline.

I'm hypnotised as Levi lines himself up against her slick, swollen entrance. The first press is slow, a delicious resistance as her body stretches and opens to him. A deep, ragged moan escapes her lips the moment the tip slips inside. A sound drenched in need that scorches straight through me.

I can't stop myself. My hand slides down, trembling, to my own cock. I flinch at the sensitivity, every touch feels like it might push me over the edge. I trail my thumb and forefinger around the swollen head and they come away sticky with pre-cum.

They pause for a moment as Maya draws in slow, deep gulps of air. Levi's touch is gentle and steady. Checking in as she nods through the tension etched across her face.

Then, with slow, deliberate thrusts, he sinks deeper, claiming her inch by inch. The slick wetness, the soft, intimate sounds all reverberate through me as I try to catch my breath.

I shift forward, settling in front of Maya as her body adjusts to Levi's size. Her breath stutters against my skin, and I reach out, cupping her flushed cheek. She's burning up, trembling with sensation.

"I love you," I whisper.

"I love you too," she moans, louder than she probably meant to. Her breath washes over me, hot and trembling, every syllable soaked in pleasure.

I lean in and press a soft kiss to her lips before repositioning, bracing myself so I can hold and steady her, supporting her body as she takes him deeper.

"Ughhh... Levi..." Maya moans. This time it's for real.

"Fuck, Maya you're so tight," he groans, his voice thick with pleasure. "You not been fucking her properly Charlie?" There's no mistaking the satisfaction in it. He's loving every second of being the one to stretch her open.

I blush, my hand still wrapped around my cock, barely moving now. It's like my body is on the brink, but the real fire burns deep inside my head. A craving so intense it feels like I could shatter apart without even touching myself.

"You okay?" he asks, voice rough with need.

"Yeah... I'm so okay right now," she moans, dragging the words out.

He starts to slowly pump in and out of her. I feel every thrust ripple through her, shaking her against me.

"Fuck..." I moan involuntarily.

He pants between thrusts, voice rough and hungry. "You like watching her, Charlie? Seeing me fuck her like this?"

"You have no idea..." I breathe out, because the truth is, he really doesn't.

"His cock's so big, baby," Maya purrs against me, her voice syrupy. She gives me those eyes, the ones that undo me every time.

"Yeah? Does it feel good?" I breathe, already knowing the answer as I watch every twitch of pleasure ripple through her.

She can only nod, her face contorted in bliss, completely lost to it.

Levi starts fucking her faster, harder. I have to brace her now, holding her against me so that he can really drive into her.

"Fuck, Levi--that feels so fucking good... fuck me!" she cries out, her voice breaking, wrecked and desperate.

"Yeah?" he groans, thrusting harder. "You like me fucking you right into your boyfriend's lap?"

"Yeah... I want him to watch--fuck--want him to see you claim me," she moans, louder now, breath hitching as her body bucks. "Make me cum on this big fucking cock, Levi..."

I tear my hand away from my cock. There's no way I'll last if I keep touching myself. Not with this playing out right in front of me.

Maya clocks it instantly. "What's the matter, baby?" she pants, voice all wicked sugar. "Too much for you already?"

I breathe heavy and nod. "I can't..." I begin.

She tries to giggle, but the pleasure's too much. It catches in her throat and tumbles out as a broken, stuttering moan.

I watch them fuck for several minutes, completely lost in it. Levi's giving it to her hard now, and Maya's groans are getting louder and louder. I'm mesmerised. They look so fucking good together, like this was inevitable. Like Maya was made to take a cock like his. The way she clings to him, the way her body reacts.

Her moans continue to build as he fucks her. My arms are getting sore now but I don't care. I can feel it coming, even before she says anything. I notice the changes in her body and face.

"Nghh, Levi... I'm gonna... I'm gonna cum!!" She moans.

And then she does. Her body convulses. Spasming as she lets out the hottest moan I've ever heard.

"Ahhh--fuck!!" she cries out, and I watch as she starts to squirt again, gushing between them, spraying through the frantic grind of their bodies, soaking Levi's sheets in wave after wave. Her whole body seizes in my arms, trembling before it goes slack, utterly spent, melting against me.

Without a doubt, it's the hottest thing I've ever seen. I just watch as the waves of pleasure ripple through her body. She stays like that, trembling and spent, until Levi slowly pulls out.

"Fuck, Levi... that was the best..." she starts, then catches herself, eyes flicking to me with a flicker of panic.

I grin, shaking my head. "It's okay, baby--you can say it." There's no way I'm ever going to compete with that.

"That was the best fuck I've ever had," she moans, grinning through the aftershocks. "I came so fucking hard..."

Levi's still lazily stroking himself, clearly proud. "Yeah?"

"Yeah, but don't get too cocky. Charlie's still my number one. He might not have a horse cock like you, but his tongue knows exactly how to make me shiver." Then she fixes those wrecked, wicked eyes on me, full of fire and mischief. "But if we're talking pure, balls-deep, leave-me-breathless kind of sex? No contest, baby. You don't even come close."

A quick breath escapes me as her words strike that hidden place inside me that aches to be degraded and put down.

She reaches out without thinking, fingers curling around Levi's cock again, still hard.

Still going, huh?" she breathes, half-laugh, half-moan.

Of course he is. She's not used to this kind of stamina.

Levi grins, cocky and flushed. "Think you've got another round in you? Or should I fuck Charlie instead?"

I scoff, and he laughs, raising his hands. "Kidding! Mostly."

Maya smirks, dragging a hand down her thigh. "For another orgasm like that? I'll find the energy." She leans in, lips brushing his jaw. "But you're gonna have to start slow. I'm wrecked."

"Sure," Levi says, voice low and lazy with satisfaction. "But there's something I want to try."

Maya lifts her head, dazed and curious. "What's that?"

He glances at me, a wicked glint in his eye. "Charlie. I want you in the middle of the bed. On your back."

"S-sure..." I stammer, unsure where this is going. I shift over, heart thudding as I lie flat. The sheets are still damp beneath me from where Maya came earlier.

"Good. Now, Maya, I want you to get on top of him."

She moves like she's about to straddle me, and I brace, not sure I can take any more stimulation.

"No, other way," Levi says, and she turns, confused for a second.

"Like this?" she asks, swinging a leg over my head until she's above me, facing him. Settling into a sixty-nine position.

"Yeah," he murmurs, already moving into position behind her. "Right there. Perfect."

That's when it hits me. He's about to fuck her right above my face.

He catches the look on my face and laughs, low and cruel.

"Want you to picture this next time you talk shit about my sex life," he grins, then winks, knowing exactly what this is doing to me.

My pulse spikes. Fuck. I hate how much I love when he puts me in my place like this.

"I... okay," I manage, barely more than a whisper.

But before I can say another word, he's already pushing into her, and the sound she makes above me is pure, shameless ecstasy. I watch, helplessly as her body gives in completely, her pussy parting around him, stretching wide to take every inch.

When we fucked... it never looked like this.

He starts slow, his hips rolling with a steady, controlled rhythm as he eases into her. Maya lets out a soft, broken sound, her body shifting to meet him, hungry and desperate for every inch. From below, I catch the way his thick shaft disappears inside her, the wet sounds filling the room. The way his balls sway with every slow thrust, heavy and full, easily double the size of my own.

"Oh!" she gasps, her voice lifting as the heat starts to build again.

I watch them fuck slow, his cock sliding deep into her dripping pussy. The slick, wet sounds of skin slapping and her needy moans fill the room.

Each hard thrust drives him deeper, making her ride him harder and harder. Her hips push back harder, greedy and demanding, her body trembling with raw, desperate pleasure.

Levi's thrusts pound harder, faster, and then I feel it, something wet, landing heavy on my cheek. Another thick drop follows, sticky and hot. Maya's soaking wet, dripping all over me, her juices mixing with his as they practically rub my face in it, drowning me in their mess.

"Oh my god, Levi--I'm so close... don't stop!" Maya cries, voice breaking.

"Uhh... me too," he groans, breath ragged. "Shit--I should pull out."

"Don't you fucking dare!" she screams, pushing her hips back against him.

Levi exhales hard, chuckling low and ragged. "You do know... your boyfriend's face is right... right there, don't you?"

"You think he'd still be down there if... if he wasn't totally okay with this? Ah... Let him taste it. I want him... covered, knowing this pussy... belongs to you... only you."

"Fuck! You two are fucking insane!" Levi groans, his pace ripping faster and harder now, desperate and unrelenting. I can feel it in every brutal thrust, his cock pounding deep inside her while flecks of hot cum splatter all over my face.

"Oh fuck... Maya, I'm gonna--ah!" he snarls, hips slamming harder as his huge swollen balls squeeze tight, pulsing as he unloads deep into my girlfriend.

Maya's back arches violently, a guttural moan ripping from her throat as her body convulses around him, her pussy clenching and pulsing in time with each blast. She's cumming hard, shuddering with him in a brutal, overwhelming release.

I watch, helpless, as he pumps her full, filling her so deep and so hard I swear she's going to burst.

That's when it starts. Thick, hot cum begins to pour from her pussy, slow at first, then flowing out in a messy stream. It drips straight down onto my face, landing across my nose, covering my lips and spilling into my mouth.

Above me, Levi eases out of her, his cock slick and still twitching, and that's when the real flood begins. His load gushes from her used pussy in heavy globs, spilling down in ropes that coat my cheeks, my chin, my tongue. She's gaping, wide and wrecked, completely stuffed full, and I'm left beneath her to catch what her ruined hole can't hold.

I stare up, coated in the heat of it, tasting their mess, and I can't even pretend I don't love it.

She grinds down on me, pressing her soaked pussy against my mouth, smearing the mess all over my face as if marking me with it. I barely have time to breathe before she starts rocking her hips, grinding her cum-filled pussy against my tongue like she owns me.

"Oh fuck," she laughs breathlessly, voice sharp and low. "You feel that baby? All that cum that's not yours."

Her hand finds me, fingers curling around my cock like she already knows how close I am. I'm rock hard, pulsing, still pent up from earlier, and she starts to stroke me with a slow, teasing rhythm.

"Don't you have something to say to Levi?" she purrs, her breath hitching as her hips roll against my tongue.

I know what she wants.

"Th-Thank you," I manage, voice muffled against her.

She chuckles, not slowing her strokes one bit. "For what, sweetheart?"

I can barely hold it in.

"Thank you for f--" The words break off in a wrecked moan as the pressure finally snaps. My whole body arches beneath her, muscles locking tight as I explode, cum shooting up in thick, hot ropes. It splashes across my stomach, my chest, even hits my throat. I can feel her watching me fall apart under her like I'm some toy that's finally broken.

Above me, Maya gasps, a genuine sound of surprise and delight.

"Oh my god, Charlie..." she coos, giving me another squeeze as I shudder under her.

We stay like that for a long, breathless moment. Her weight still presses down on my face, her thighs twitching with every tiny aftershock. I can feel the mess leaking out of her, warm and wet across my lips, coating my skin.

I can barely move. I don't want to. All I can do is lie there, used and wrecked. Eventually, she shifts with a shaky exhale, lifting herself off me slowly.

Levi's sitting on the edge of the bed, arms draped over his knees, chest rising and falling as he catches his breath. His eyes roam over me, and then he bursts out laughing.

"Jesus, Charlie," he says with a teasing smile. "You got absolutely drenched."

I wipe my cheek, still glossy. "How the hell do you cum that much?"

Levi chuckles, a low, amused sound. "My bad! You two got me so worked up. Besides, you're one to talk!"

I shake my head with a breathless laugh. "Yeah, well... it was pretty hot."

"Pretty hot?" Maya arches an eyebrow.

I laugh, shaking my head. "Alright, fine. It was really, really fucking hot."

There's a beat of silence as the afterglow settles.

"Hey, you mind if I hop in your shower?" I laugh wiping my cheek. "I'm a complete mess right now."

Levi grins, eyes darkening with mischief. "Yeah, of course. Let me grab you a towel."

"Why don't we just all get in?" Maya suggests.

Levi's already backing toward the door. "Sure. You guys hop in, I'll be right back. I'll grab one for you too, Maya." He flashes a quick smile, then slips out into the hallway.

We step into the bathroom, the door clicking shut behind us. Maya moves to the open shower at the far end, no curtain, just a wide glass partition and a rainfall head fixed overhead.

She twists the handle, testing the water with her hand until it runs hot and steam begins to rise.

"Fuck, babe," I breathe, still catching up with myself. "That was... incredible."

She glances over her shoulder with a lazy, satisfied smile. "You're telling me."

I laugh under my breath, brushing a damp curl from her forehead. "Be honest. How much of that was just for my sake?"

She shrugs playfully. "Only the bits where I was being mean."

Then her tone shifts, quiet and full of awe. "But when he was fucking me... Charlie. You have no idea."

I gesture to my face, still flushed and sticky. "Think I've got a pretty decent idea."

She leans in and kisses me. When she pulls back, she smiles and takes my hand, guiding me toward the spray. "Come on. Get in, you big dope."

We step under the spray together. The hot water hits my back and makes me sigh out loud. I lean in, rinse my face, then slide my arms around her waist from behind, pressing us skin to skin.

"You okay?" I murmur against her neck.

She nods, eyes closed. "Yeah. Just... full. In every way."

I kiss the side of her jaw. "Yeah, me too."

The door eases open behind us a moment later. Levi steps inside, towel slung low on his hips, two more tossed over his shoulder. He sets them down on the counter, his mouth tugging into a sly little smirk. "Cool if I join?

Maya looks over at him, eyes warm. "We got space for one more."

He steps into the shower and Maya slides her hand around his waist, pulling him right up against her. She leans in and kisses him slow and easy, like they've done this a hundred times before.

"Levi, you were amazing," she says softly against his lips.

He chuckles, resting a hand on her hip. "Me? I thought I was going to pass out when you started grinding back on me."

She lets out a soft laugh, and we all just stand there a moment, water cascading over our skin like a warm blanket.

Levi lifts his brows, flicking his gaze between us. "So... did either of you see this coming?"

I meet Maya's eyes and we both smile. "We... kind of hoped," I say.

He gives a low, satisfied hum. "Yeah. I'm really fucking glad it did."

Maya bumps him with her shoulder. "Did you enjoy bossing Charlie around as much as I do?"

He turns to me with a mischievous glint in his eye. "That was the best part about this whole thing!"

Maya gives him a playful shove, laughing.

"Wow," I mutter, rolling my eyes. "Betrayed on all fronts."

Levi tilts his head, voice a touch more sincere. "All I'm saying is... if you guys wanted to do this again... That wouldn't be the worst thing in the world."

I glance at Maya. She tries to keep a straight face, but a smile breaks through. "I guess it wouldn't be the WORST thing ever."

Levi beams. "See? Told you guys you wouldn't be able to get enough of me once you got a taste."

"Don't push it," I say, shaking my head with a grin.

We stay like that for a while, the water pouring down around us. No tension, no weirdness. Just the three of us, calm and satisfied, soaking in the afterglow.

And the whole time, it gnaws at me--because I know he's completely fucking right.