Cute Girls

*PART 2: Fork in the Road*

***

I loved this feeling. I loved waking up next to this woman. I loved opening my eyes and seeing her smiling face on the pillow next to me. My right arm felt numb where it was trapped under her body, but I didn’t really care. I loved how she stroked my cheek before kissing me. I loved the softness of her lips against mine. I loved her scent filling my nostrils.

This was the second night in a row I’d spent the night with Taryn. And despite the fact that I had not been rendered unconscious this time, it was the second night in a row that my body ached beyond belief.

However, exactly how my body got quite such a workout was a most pleasant memory. Taryn rolled over into my arms and then we were lightly kissing each other, just soft pecks amidst whispered sighs of happiness. No words. No questions, just cuddling and kissing. Now I knew exactly why Ben would zone out every time someone mentioned Stephanie’s name.

Eventually I rolled over, stretching out my back and trying to rub feeling into my numb limbs. I got another look at the clock to find that it had been more than an hour since I woke up. We’d been quietly making out the entire time. I guess time really flies when you’re having fun.

Taryn saw the clock as well, then turned her luminous eyes to me. “We’d better get downstairs. Don’t want to hold everybody up.”

I nodded. Our group had already agreed that since today was our last day at Big Bear, we’d skip the snowboarding and just enjoy the area until we had to go home that afternoon. Work and school were waiting for us tomorrow.

We cleaned ourselves up a bit, cleaning out morning breath and making sure we were presentable, then headed downstairs. Somewhat unsurprisingly, pleasurable moans wafted up the stairway as we descended.

This entire weekend had turned into one big orgy for the six of us, and whatever spell upon us was still working its magic. Reiko and Stephanie were buck naked on the couch. Derrick and Ben were on their knees before them, their heads buried in their respective girls’ crotches. Reiko had her hand on top of Derrick’s head, pressing him more closely to her and the two girls absently kissed and fondled each other lazily as they enjoyed the boys’ handi-, er, tongue-work.

I followed Taryn into the kitchen, my eyes bugging out at the coupling on the couch and it took me awhile to notice that Taryn had placed orange juice and a bagel before me. Hmm, Breakfast and a Show.

I could feel my cock stirring, and I cast a lustful gaze at Taryn. “Want another go at it?”

Taryn just laughed. “Not right now. I’m still sore from that pounding you gave me last night… or was it this morning?”

I frowned, momentarily dejected. But I didn’t have long to sulk as one particular set of moans escalated into a high-pitched wail as Reiko crested over into a shuddering climax. I felt the pajama pants I was wearing feeling just a little bit tighter as I watched her firm breasts heaving and her hips twitching.

When her eyes opened up again, she moved Derrick’s head back, his lower face shining the sunlight off the collected juices on his chin. She lifted her feet and stepped off the couch, heading in a direct beeline for me, seated at the dining table.

Without further ado, she tugged at my arms to stand me up, then proceeded to drop my pants to the floor. I looked back at Taryn, who merely shrugged and returned to her food. Once I was naked, Reiko gave me a BIG smile, showing a gleaming row of white teeth. “I told you we were going to have to do this again.”

And she pushed me, sending me backwards, tripping and falling onto my back across the loveseat positioned opposite the big couch. She then jumped atop me, but not before I grabbed her and rolled her off the loveseat and onto the thick shag carpet next to the loveseat. I turned out to be the one surprising her and before she knew it I had buried myself to the hilt inside her juicing pussy.

Meanwhile Derrick moved to the kitchen to make some cereal while Stephanie was in Ben’s lap, her hips wiggling as she rode his horse.

Reiko was already gasping in pleasure, her hands clawing at my back as I pumped into her over and over. Those fantastic pussy muscles she had were already rippling at our union, sending our pleasure into orbit. I was fresh from a good night’s sleep and horny as hell, and our fucking took on an energetic urgency until I was pistoning in and out of her as fast as I’d ever fucked a woman before. Reiko was being overloaded with pleasure to the point where she forgot her English and was yelling incoherently at me in Japanese.

Reiko and I kept plugging away until my knees were getting rug burn and I could feel my muscles burning from the intensity of our little workout. And then she was coming, a high-pitched shriek that threatened to shatter my eardrum, her back arching off the floor as her shoulders writhed against the carpet. The roiling waves of her climax only added to the chaos inside her pussy, the extra lubrication allowing me to glide in and out of her even more easily to ram my dick far up into her body with every stroke.

When her back collapsed back down to the floor, she wrapped her legs around me and told me to flip over. Holding her in my arms, my biceps straining a bit to keep our union together, I flipped onto my back, where Reiko took up the stroke with me still buried inside of her, still gasping as she recovered from the monstrous orgasm.

Then Reiko lay forwards, pressing her fabulous tits into my face to let me lick at them while she turned her head to the kitchen and winked. Derrick left his half eaten cereal on the table and approached us, his hard-dick pointing the way. Reiko paused a moment from our insistent fucking when Derrick grabbed her hips. I watched his hands spreading her ass-cheeks, and held Rei in my arms when she tensed up as he apparently began to penetrate her other hole. Ben showed up a moment later, standing next to Reiko’s head before she reached out to suck his thick trunk into her mouth.

***

I finished off my bagel, then idly sipped at my orange juice watching the triple-penetration before me. Stephanie moved to eat half of a bagel, complaining that they were going to make her fat. But then she too fell into a silence watching the scenario before us. They all moved with an ungraceful jerky rhythm, plugging away at Reiko’s holes. They seemed to be getting little direct pleasure out of it, but Reiko was in absolute paradise. She couldn’t even suppress a smile enough to stay focused on sucking Ben off, and her eyes were dancing as she felt every hole in her plugged up snuggly. Within minutes she had two more orgasms and was beginning to look a little dazed.

Stephanie had worn down Ben with their fucking earlier on the couch, and I knew that Reiko had a talented mouth once she started to focus on him. So after Reiko’s second orgasm he pulled out and began to spray his juice all over Reiko’s face, who simply twisted her head this way and that in an attempt to get as much of it on her face as she could.

Not long after that, Reiko’s tight ass became to much for Derrick, then Stephanie and I watched his hips bucking against her butt-cheeks, apparently filling up her backdoor with his sticky fluids. Rei was going to have a hell of a time going to the bathroom after this.

Derrick pulled out, giving Reiko’s asscheeks an appreciative swat. Then he staggered up the stairs, apparently headed for a shower. He was dripping with sweat, his bulging muscles glistening in the light. I watched his cute butt flex as he went up the stairs, and grinning to myself, I left the table to go after him. My turn.

***

Once Derrick pulled out I was determined to send Reiko into another shrieking orgasm. I released my lip lock on her tits and flipped her over once again onto her back, then pulled down a pillow off the couch and placed it underneath her lower back to elevate her cunt. Then getting a firm grip on her asscheeks, I sank my rod back into her and began to saw in and out with increasingly hard strokes, yanking her light body back against my pelvis with an iron grip on her ass.

There was so much juice inside her box she was dribbling orgasmic fluids out onto the floor. A part of me wondered what the cleaning crew would make of the mess we had made. But it made her cunt ever more slick, granting me a lack of friction so I could keep from spilling my load and letting me attack her clit with a fury.

Reiko was gasping to get a little air, her body exhausted from repeated fuckings and repeated orgasms. I heard each little gasp getting closer and closer together in frequency and shorter and shorter in duration as her body tugged her inexorably towards yet another climax.

Her arms and shoulders went limp, her feet dragging on the floor uselessly. The indefatigable Reiko had finally exhausted herself, her body a limp rag doll as I mercilessly pounded into her. And then her gasping stretched out into a long wail, ending with a whimper as her body exploded with pleasure, her limbs tensing up one last time as the orgasm rushed through her body.

And then I finally let myself go, growling as I fired the stored up loads that had been building all night, emptying myself into her willing twat and mixing my juices in her already overflowing cunt. And then her eyes rolled back into her head, her limbs going limp once again as she passed out.

I stood up, breathing hard and working to catch my breath. I stared at Reiko’s unconscious form for a while. She looked so peaceful and at the same time so haphazard. Her body was sort of on top of the cushion I’d placed under her but mostly hanging off onto the floor, her arms and legs splayed out in every direction. Her gaping pussy was split open wide, oozing our collective juices. Her hair radiated around her head, her bountiful chest rising and falling slowly as she slept, her body still working hard to get oxygen into her brain.

She’d just had close to ten orgasms if you include Derrick’s oral stimulations, and her body finally gave out. My body, on the other hand, had just had its first orgasm and had plenty more where that came from. I felt my cock stirring as I stared at her nude body, and turned my head to search out new prey.

Stephanie was eyeing me thoughtfully, unabashedly checking out my toned body, washboard abs, and especially my re-energizing dick. She was so pretty, clad only in a red silk robe, the top opened up just enough to give me a tantalizing glimpse of her curvy tits. I smiled at her near-naked body curled up in a dining table chair. And then Taryn re-entered my head, and looking about I found she wasn’t in the room anymore. I had to find her. I still had a fucking to collect on with her.

I gave Stephanie my warmest smile, “Later…” then turned and headed up the stairs. Taryn wasn’t in our room, but I heard the shower running in the bathroom. The door was ajar, so I decided to poke my head in.

“Oh, fuck, yes!” Taryn’s voice screamed out from behind the curtain.

***

The bathroom tile was really cold against my back, but I didn’t really care that much. All of my senses were focused down on what was happening inside my pussy, feeling the thick, round pole plunging itself over and over into me, stretching my cuntlips wide open with every thrust.

Derrick’s grip on my ass was tight, his bulging muscles straining with the effort of holding me upright and pinned against the wall. His thick chest was crushing my tits back against me, his head turned to the side and pillowed against my shoulder as all of his focus was bent to pile driving himself up and into me.

I couldn’t hold the raw emotions back any longer. “Oh, fuck, yes!”

My words were fuel to Derrick’s fire, and his hips whipped forwards with increased power as I continued to rasp dirty thoughts into his ear. “Fuck me. Fuck harder! Deeper! Oh, yes! Can you feel it? Can you feel my cunt squeezing you? Oh, baby it’s soooo goooood…” My last word trailed off into oblivion to be replaced by a breathless moan as he gave it to me particularly deeply with the next push.

I normally wasn’t a very vocal performer. To be sure, I knew the little breathy moans and gasps I made always got my partner aroused, but I’d always thought that crass swearing during sex was kind of corny.

But this wasn’t just crass swearing during sex. This was animalistic FUCKING and I just couldn’t help myself. And Derrick had regressed into an ape. A powerful, sex-hungry ape who’s entire vocabulary now consisted of grunts and muffled ‘Hrrmphs’ with every thrust.

I was sweating faster than the cascading water could wash it away, my legs and ass-cheeks were sore from where his hands gripped me. And the slightly uneven tile of the shower wall was scratching my back. But to have this gorgeous man fucking me was all that mattered. My mind was already gone, given over to lustful instinctive fucking.

I came to two screaming climaxes this way before my ape finally tired and lowered me to the shower floor. But he just spun me around and bent me forwards, pushing my face and my upper body against the wall underneath the shower head before getting behind me and plunging his shaft into me in one go.

I felt the hot shower spray on my back as his thrusts pushed me back and forth, the water dribbling off me, running down the crack of my ass to our fusion of sex, washing away the fluids streaming out of my cunt.

God, I was screaming so loud I was sure the whole house could hear me. My memory blanked out for a few moments as I felt another orgasm shatter my mind, just from the raw penetration of his dick. Only another minute passed before he slammed his body forwards, pinning my breasts and face against the cold tile of the wall in front of me. He held that position, bellowing out with a roar loud enough to make Tarzan blush. And I felt the odd splash inside me as his cannon burst, the weird but erotic sensation of a man’s spunk mingling with mine.

And then we were done.

My legs buckled, and I sank to my knees on the floor. Only by leaning against the wall, feeling the soothing coolness of the tile against my skin did I keep myself upright. And the two of us stayed there in silence, the only sounds the rushing of the shower and the soft panting while we both tried to catch our breaths. All my energy was gone, spent in that last climax. I fought and fought to regain my breath, but then I saw an inky blackness creeping into my vision. I closed my eyes, surrendering to the rest my body knew I needed.

***

My eyes flew open as I realized what was happening. I had been so excited. My body was revved up from a fantastic fuck with Reiko. I was juiced for many more rounds to come. And I wanted to find the woman who I loved (I think I did at least…), to share that sexual energy with her.

“Oh, baby it’s soooo goooood…”

The shower was a large rectangle. There was no bathtub, just smooth tiling and walled off from the rest of the bathroom by a frosted glass sliding door. I couldn’t see anything specific, just blurry forms. But one of those blurry forms was trapped up against the far wall while the other form stood before the first, blurry hips moving back and forth with a violent pistoning motion. And then a sweet voice floated over the glass, the unmistakable moan of a Taryn orgasm.

I don’t know why, but I felt betrayed. I had no right to be of course, I’d just screwed her best friend unconscious a minute ago, but yet that green evil haze was welling up inside of me.

‘You’re just friends, dude.’ I fought to tell myself. ‘She’s just having a good time while we’re on vacation.’

A breathy gasp behind me shook me from my thoughts, and I turned around. Stephanie was leaning against the doorframe, her red silk robe opened up, a finger buried in her very pink pussy as she masturbated herself watching and listening to Taryn and Derrick’s coupling. Her eyes fluttered with pleasure, then she turned to cast a dark, seductive gaze upon me. Her eyes drooped down across my body before locking in place about three feet off the ground.

I realized that I was still naked, and my erection had not flagged a bit. Taryn was just having a good time while we were on vacation… and so would I.

I walked towards Stephanie, her eyes rising up to connect with mine. I looked at her sweet fast, watching the flames of lust burning in her irises. Without another word she took my hand, and led me down the hallway to my bedroom. Stephanie tugged me outside onto my balcony, then dropped me into a lounge chair. For a moment, I felt exposed seeing as how we could be seen if anyone wanted to take a careful look up here. But then all worry left my mind as she descended her hot little mouth onto my rod.

As Stephanie’s expert blowjob sent my pleasure receptors into overload, it popped into my head what I would be missing if I started a relationship with Taryn. I would be bound to her, committed, and monogamous. I wouldn’t be able to fuck Rei’s amazingly adept pussy or get a piece of her ass. I wouldn’t be able to experience these mind-shattering blowjobs from Stephanie. And I felt the joy of bliss shooting through me as she chose that moment to deep-throat me, as if to punctuate my unspoken thoughts.

As her tongue tickled its way up the underside of my shaft and rimmed around the little head, I thought to myself that missing out on this in the future would be horrendously tragic. By now I was having a hard time keeping myself still, my hips thrusting upwards erratically trying to fuck Stephanie’s mouth.

Pushing overly-analytical thoughts from my mind, I gave into my lust. I pulled Stephanie’s head off me and stood up. I spun her around and she automatically bent over, leaning her hands against the rail and thrusting her proud tight-as- a-drum ass back at me. I stepped into position and lifted the silk robe up and folded it over onto her back, revealing rosy red cheeks and a steaming pink pussy, already dribbling sweet honey down her legs.

I eased myself into her, not a care in the world if anyone could see me. Really, what would a young stud have to be embarrassed about, fucking a gorgeous woman against the rail on a balcony. My ego puffed up like a giant as I began to drive my way into her. My hands clutched at her perfectly-shaped swinging tits while she reached one hand back to diddle her own swollen clit.

My hand soon joined hers, rubbing with her as my hips bucked forwards to pump into her. I watched with thoroughly amoral and lustful pride as my long dick disappeared and reappeared from Stephanie’s sweating body, the cold wind piercing the heat fog around us, making us fuck each other even faster to ward the cold away.

With both hands on her hips and me jack hammering away, Stephanie diddled herself into a wailing orgasm, her whole body vibrating against me. When it had passed, she turned around and launched herself into my arms, her legs crossing around my hips and kissing me with a fury. As fantastic as her tongue in my mouth was, my cock twitched impatiently to be embedded in a warm pussy. With my hands on her ass I lifted her until I was able to slip back inside her box, and we screwed upright for a minute with her tongue plunging into my mouth in time with our thrusts.

But I couldn’t get the leverage I wanted, and so while still buried inside of her, I staggered back inside before literally falling forwards onto my bed. With her body clutched against me she shrieked playfully as we fell, her back slamming down onto the soft mattress and my upper body falling onto her, crushing her beneath me.

This extra momentum also meant my hips pile drived their way deep into her cunt, Stephanie screaming in mixed pleasure and pain as she was penetrated more deeply than she’d ever felt in her life. Our pelvises clashed together painfully but the sensations of pleasure more than overwhelmed them. And then we were fucking again, hard and driving thrusts in a vain effort to recapture that incredible feeling of deepest penetration.

To top off matters, we kept hearing the cries of ecstasy from the open doorway out to the hall. Taryn’s screams of pleasure were echoing through the whole house. And then there was Stephanie, as if competing with her friend, moaning and gasping with my every push, drowning out the sounds of Taryn’s cries. And I found myself driving in even harder, pushing Stephanie to higher and higher plateaus of pleasure in my own desire to conquer Taryn’s sexual experience.

Taryn had always been that pretty best friend with whom I’d always secretly been crushing on. But Stephanie was always there too, the sweet and beautiful girl I’d never been close to; but every time I saw her a sensual thrill zipped through my body. And now the pent-up lust I’d always had for her was pouring out, filling me with an abundance of energy that kept us going and going and going. Even when Taryn’s cries faded away I kept myself grinding and scratching and FUCKING this gorgeous woman trapped beneath me, and Stephanie was crying and smiling from the overload of sex permeating her brain.

And then we hit the breaking point, and I was gushing into her, cumming in rivers to match the tidal waves of Stephanie’s latest climax. My jaw was open, my throat gasping but not getting any air as my rigid body quivered with the power of the orgasm. And Stephanie was riding it with me, tears streaming from her eyes, her mouth open in silent gasp, her hips lifting us both up and off the mattress with impossible strength.

And then the flow was gone, the light fading from Stephanie’s eyes as we sank down into the bed. Her eyes fluttered before they closed and then she was asleep. I felt the bruised pain in my hips, the burning red in my muscles as I sank down to the bed. The tension in me was spent, and I felt my body sag in relief at the over-exertion I’d forced upon it coming to an end.

Stephanie was beautiful. Her silky, jet black hair was splayed out behind her like a halo as she slept, finally at peace. I snuggled in close to her, one arm reached out behind her, the other wrapping across her nude body. I closed my eyes, sighing. And I felt my consciousness flowing out of me as that sighing breath blew out from my lips.

Stephanie was great. But this last thought popped into my mind before sleep overcame me: No matter how great Stephanie was, the one you really want is Taryn.

***

Ugh, my head hurt. My eyes fluttered open to find myself still in the shower, although the water had been turned off. At least Derrick was considerate enough to drape a towel over me.

I sat up, peeling my face off the wall. I just knew I was going to have that tile pattern embedded into my cheek. Standing up, I wrapped the towel around me, tucking the last fold between my tits. I needed to find some clothes. The soft robe I’d worn this morning was still hanging on a towel rack, I held it in my hands as I turned down the hallway and headed to the room I now shared with Chris.

I wondered where he was. Maybe we could go for a walk around the lake while we still had time. Just the two of us.

The doorway was open, and walking through I abruptly stopped just inside the doorway when I saw him. Chris’s back was to me, his cute ass sticking back at me. But then I saw the silky black hair that could only be Stephanie’s head peeking out. I stepped forwards, almost tiptoeing in an effort to remain perfectly quiet.

They were cuddled together, his arm wrapped easily around her. I could only imagine that this was exactly how he was with me last night. I wasn’t angry. I wasn’t jealous. But a tear dropped from my eye anyways.

Forgetting about being quiet and stealthy, I ran out of the room and down the stairs to the living room. I scanned around to find the first floor empty. I realized I was still holding my robe, so I slipped it on, satisfied that between it and the towel I was relatively fully clothed.

I found a plush chair, and rotated it around until it was pointed towards a window. I sank myself into it, pulling my legs up under me as I gazed out towards the trees. It was snowing, very lightly, and my gaze zoned out amidst the winter whiteness.

Even as my eyes unfocused, my thoughts sharpened and turned inwards. Why was I upset that Chris was cuddled with Stephanie? And why wasn’t I jealous? Did that mean that I didn’t really care for him? I mean, if I wanted a relationship with the boy, I should have gotten jealous at seeing him so intimately cuddled with her. Right?

But I wasn’t jealous. I was only sad. Just sad in knowing that I could have been in Stephanie’s place. I could have shared that with Chris, and he would be cuddling with me right now. Sad, and regretful at a missed opportunity for the happiness she got to have with him.

I knew this was something important in my decision to try and start a relationship with Chris. The fact that I wasn’t jealous was supposed to be a big clue. But it still didn’t answer the question about which way I had to go. I was at a metaphorical fork in the road. It seemed that I didn’t want the committed, romantic, relationship with him. But I wanted more than some platonic friendship. Which way do I go?

“Hi, Taryn.” A female voice.

I turned around to see Stephanie standing next to my chair. “Hey, Steph. Where’s Chris?”

“He’s still sleeping.” Steph’s eyes kept darting around the room. She looked fidgety. “Have you seen Rei?”

“Uh, no. I haven’t seen anyone. Did you check her bedroom?”

“Yeah. There’s no one else upstairs at all.”

“I see. There’s no one down here either. Well, Derrick had mentioned something about buying some souvenirs today. And then Ben’s not around either. Maybe they all went out?”

“I guess so.”

Stephanie sat down at the end of the couch nearest to me, pensively staring at the floor. She nervously wrapped the red silk robe around her body, holding herself tightly. My female intuition screamed out at me that she had something on her mind.

“So why did you need Rei?”

“Just wanted someone to talk to. Girl-thing.”

“Last I checked, I’m a girl. I’m someone to talk to.”

Stephanie kind of blushed. “Yeah, I know. But I don’t know you all that well. We only really became friends when I started dating Ben.”

“Well, same with Rei. But you’re okay with talking to her? I’m your friend now, and you can talk to me.”

Stephanie screwed up her face, but then something switched in her head and she looked at me directly. “I wanted some advice about Ben. And you’re with Chris now, so anything we talk about might end up getting to him. And then it might get to Ben. But Reiko’s not attached, so it’s not going to spill from her.”

“I wouldn’t share your secrets. Those are private between girl friends. Can’t you trust me anymore?”

“But… In a relationship, you have to share everything. I don’t hide anything from Ben. You know that. So I’ve noticed that the past few weeks you and Reiko don’t talk to me that much about guys, or at least you don’t talk about anything you don’t want to end up getting to Ben.”

I nodded my head in understanding. This was one consequence I hadn’t really considered before. I had a choice between friendship and a relationship. To enter into a relationship with Chris might also mean losing a bit of my friendships with the girls. I would be devoting more time and energy to him and to us. Was I ready to do that?

Fact was, I wasn’t jealous of seeing him and Stephanie together. I didn’t want a commitment to him. And I didn’t want to distance myself from my girl friends. “Steph, Chris and I are not together. We are not in a relationship. We’re just having a good time with each other. But as of right now, we’re just friends. So you can trust me.”

She took a moment to collect her thoughts. “This weekend has just been so… incredible.” Stephanie’s eyes lit up, remembering everything we had been through. “I’m so in love with Ben, and we have such a great time together. But the sex! Oh my gosh. I’ve never felt so sexy before. I’ve never been this energized. And so incredibly well fucked! I… I don’t ever want to go back!”

She paused, stirring in her seat, as if getting aroused once again just thinking about it. “I’ve always been the shy one, you know that. I was afraid to go after anything, to try anything new. I always admired Rei for being able to just hunt down whatever she wanted and TAKE it. So then Friday night rolls around, we get a little wasted, and then you guys are all daring me to kiss her. So I just said, ‘What the hell’ and tried it! And it was fantastic!”

Stephanie smiled. “I guess that was the other reason why I felt afraid to talk to you. I wanted to fuck Chris again so badly. But I was afraid you’d get jealous over it. But then you had Derrick in the shower, and I just said, ‘what the hell’ and got Chris to screw my brains out. And as great as Ben is, I don’t know if I’m ever going to be happy unless I can screw other guys…” her voice trailed off, and her eyes pierced straight into mine. “…and other girls, from time to time. So I guess that’s why I wanted to talk to Rei. I don’t know how to talk to Ben and see if he’s willing to have an open relationship.”

I was nodding in agreement the whole time Stephanie was rambling. I was agreeing with almost everything she was saying. I liked my sex. And I didn’t mind Chris screwing my friends. Maybe a friends-with-benefits kind of idea could work!

As if on cue, I heard the clunky footsteps of a man descending the staircase with all the grace of a drunken elephant. Chris, now fully dressed in everything but his snow jacket came down, smiling at me.

His eyes sparkled as he came up to us. He first looked at Stephanie, smiling and saying “Good morning!”

But then his eyes turned to me, and I could feel that his focus was entirely on me now. “Hi, you.”

I smiled up at him. “Hi.”

Stephanie politely excused herself, a giggle on her lips as she watched us making goo-goo eyes at each other. “I think I need another nap. Chris really wore me out.”

***

I moved to the open spot on the couch that Stephanie vacated, while Taryn spun her chair around to face me. I could easily lose myself in her pretty face.

“We need to talk about… us,” she began. “Tomorrow is the real world.”

“Yes we do.” She had such a big smile, it seemed that she had come to a decision in her head, and things were looking good. If it was bad for me, she wouldn’t be smiling at me, right?

“Chris, you are the greatest friend I’ve ever had.”

Uh, oh. I gulped, interrupting her for a moment. “I sense a ‘but’ coming up.”

She laughed. “No, silly. No ‘buts’. You are the greatest friend. AND I don’t ever want to lose that. I think we both know that I’m not ready for a monogamous commitment. And I don’t want to risk our friendship with a romantic relationship that might not work. So let’s not endanger this friendship. No obligations to each other. Nothing to get jealous or spited over.” Now her smile turned into a predatory grin. “AND, being such good friends, we might be able to still have some FUN together; we can have little vacations like this, release some tension. You’re such a great lover. And hey, maybe we can get Rei and Steph together for some playtime, too!”

She seemed so very happy with this solution: Friends with benefits. This seemed so perfect. Taryn was offering me everything a guy could possibly want. Sex without the commitment. She was gorgeous, and I would love the future opportunities to fuck her until she screamed for mercy.

There was just one problem. As great as the other girls were, it was Taryn that I really wanted. I’d fallen in love with her. I wanted the sex, true. But I wanted so much more. I wanted to be with her in the quiet, non-sexual moments. I wanted to take her out on dates. I wanted to cuddle platonically. I wanted to be her confidant. And if I couldn’t have all the rest of that, I didn’t want to settle for just the sex.

She didn’t want a relationship with me. I was crushed. And I was crying. I hadn’t cried in years. Even when I’d broken up with past girlfriends, I’d just never been close enough emotionally to be hurt. But this was Taryn. My perfect Taryn. My dream girl, and my friend. And this hurt like hell.

Taryn looked at me very strangely, as if trying to figure out what the heck was going through my mind. I stared at her through bleary eyes. “Taryn, I love you. And I don’t know if I can be around you, loving you, and knowing that you don’t love me back.”

I stood up, then I turned and started towards the stairs. She reached out to grab my hand, but I just kept on turning and walked away. “Just leave me alone.”

***

Chris started coming back down the stairs, zipping up his snow jacket. I was waiting at the bottom of the last step. “Where are you going?”

“I need to take a walk.” He crossed the living room and went out onto the patio and down into the snow. There was a path that ran to the lake, and he started down it as I numbly watched his back fade away into the snowfall. It was coming down a little harder now, and I felt the chill biting through my robe, realizing only now that I’d followed him out onto the patio.

I reached my hand out to him, but he was gone. And then it hit me. I’d had the wrong choices in my head. I had been asking myself whether I wanted friendship or a relationship.

But there was another question I hadn’t answered yet: What if we’d already gone too far? It never occurred to me that if I turned him down, we might never be able to go back to our friendship.

And now I faced the prospect of losing Chris even as a friend. And it was in that moment that I realized Chris wasn’t only a friend. Maybe Chris was never only a friend. Since we were in high school, he was the confidant I could confess my deepest secrets to. Whenever I felt at my lowest, Chris had always been there to pull me up. In my darkest hours, he would always bring me back.

Oh, this stupid, cruel universe. Only now, when I truly faced losing him did I realize how much I loved him. Now I understood what he meant when he said he cared FOR me. How much he’d hate his life if I wasn’t around. How he wanted to be there to rescue me even if I didn’t need rescuing.

I loved Chris. And I was going to hate my life if he wasn’t around.

I stepped off the patio, the snow freezing cold against my bare feet. Sputtering, I stepped back up to the comparative warmth of the patio. I paced side to side across it, straining my eyes in a desperate hope to see which way he went. But the blankets of white snow were all that greeted me.

I spun around and turned inside, charging up to the room I’d shared with the man I loved. Stephanie was inside already.

She had my clothes lined out for me. Underwear, thermals, my snow gear. “I didn’t mean to eavesdrop on your conversation, but I heard everything. Chris is a fantastic lover, and I would jump at the chance to screw him again. But he loves you and belongs to YOU. Go get him.”

I just nodded and whipped my robe off, tossing it atop a chair in the corner. The towel dropped to the floor, leaving me naked as I paced over to my clothes.

Stephanie couldn’t help herself, she was eyeballing my naked form, the lust burning in her eyes.

I just grinned. “Maybe when I get back. I’m sure Chris won’t mind, as long as he gets to watch.”

I got dressed in record time and flew down the stairs, out across the patio and onto the pathway. I ran as fast as I could, the path taking me on a straight line to the lake. But right before the beach, the path dead-ended and split 90 degrees to the left and right. I was at a fork in the road, a real one this time. One way leads to Chris and a chance to get him back. The other way leads to an empty heart. Which way to go?

Time to take a leap of faith. Maybe Chris and I were meant to be. I picked a direction, and took off at a dead run.

***

That was a royally stupid thing to do.

I sat on a fallen tree log. It was half covered in snow, but it made a decent chair as I stared out across the lake. Even in this light snowfall, the lake was a pure, clear reflection of the sky. The waves rhythmically brushing up against the shoreline became a peaceful sound to quiet my nerves.

Once I’d left the house, I marched and marched until I was able to bleed off some emotional energy. Now I berated myself for reacting the way I did. I was a man. I shouldn’t have been crying. And what kind of man runs away from a conflict?

I should have stayed there and talked to her.

I heard the soft thumping of footsteps approaching behind me. Maybe Taryn came after me. I allowed myself a light smile at the thought of seeing her face. But then my mind raced. What was I going to say to her? I needed more time to collect my thoughts.

I turned around, and Ben came around the bend in the path, hands furrowed in his jacket. When he saw me, he walked straight over to me and joined me on the log. Just two guys alone in the woods. “Hey C, didn’t expect to see you here.”

“Me neither. I was kind of hoping you were Taryn.”

“Sorry to disappoint. Just wanted to go for a jog. I need to work out a lot more if I’m ever going to get a body like yours.”

“Like mine? This is the result of microwave pizzas and ramen.”

“I hate you. You and your freakish metabolism.”

“So why’d you really come out here?”

“I had to think. You?”

“Same as you. Just needed to think. Let me guess, girl problems?”

“Always. You?”

“Always. Taryn just wants to be friends.” Ben, of course, had no clue what I was talking about.

“I’m afraid Stephanie is going to leave me.”

“What?!?” I turned to look at him, my problems with Taryn momentarily put aside. “Are you crazy? That girl is so in love with you.”

Ben looked up, staring at nothing across the lake. “That’s not the problem. She’s more in love with me than ever. But that’s not always enough. Steph’s been happier than I’ve ever seen her this weekend. She’s coming out of her quiet shell.”

“I noticed. When you first started dancing around each other, Derrick and I were betting on how long it would take for you two to actually ADMIT that you liked each other. You both were so shy, we were betting in terms of months.”

“Who won?”

“I did.” I smiled. “He bet it would take over six months, I bet under. You actually asked her out after four months of dancing around the issue.”

“And she never would have admitted it if I didn’t first. That’s what I mean, now she seems almost outgoing. The last few days, she just sees what she wants and then she goes after it. It’s the sex. And I see the way she looks at you and Derrick. You both are Greek gods next to me.”

“Wait, you’re thinking she’s going to leave you because of sex? Dude, you’ve got the biggest monster of the three of us, and I can HEAR how much the girls love it.”

Ben stewed on that for awhile. “Then why does she want you guys?”

“Something different. Different flavor. I dunno. Guys want different girls all the time. Why can’t a girl want a little variety?” That last thought bounced around in my head. “But even if she wants some new fucking on the side, that doesn’t mean that she doesn’t love you.”

“Argh, relationships are so complicated. This was a lot easier when we were just casual friends.”

An idea popped into my head. “Do you mind being able to bang Taryn and Rei?”

“Of course not.”

“Does it bother you that she might want to screw other guys.”

He hitched for a moment. “I guess not. I know she loves me, and only me. And that’s what matters. The rest is just sex for the pleasure of it, kinda like swinging.”

“Ben, maybe she just wants a more open sexual relationship. Maybe she really loves you, she loves being with you. She just doesn’t want to be obligated to be monogamous. And maybe you should just talk to her before you jump to any conclusions or get all stressed out thinking she’s leaving you.”

He smiled. “I think I’ll go talk to her. Thanks C.” He vaulted off the log, then headed back towards our house at a brisk trot.

A few moments later, I heard jogging footsteps coming back to the log.

Ben must have one more question. “You forget something?”

“Only my heart.” A female voice. I froze, not daring to turn around. From the moment I heard her voice my heart leapt. Taryn had come after me.

And then she was climbing up onto the log, grabbing my head and shoving her tongue down my throat. I wailed a sigh of relief into her mouth, happy just to be kissing her again. My heart was racing in the hope that the past few dozen minutes were only a nightmare, that she really loved me and I was only now waking up to that fact. But she hadn’t said anything yet, so I didn’t know. So I pulled away, questions everywhere on my face.

“Chris, I love you.”

There were the words, and I was kissing her again, my face lit up brighter than a Christmas tree. Her mittens were rubbing the cold away from my face, on her lips a delightful smile.

Then she finally backed off, and set her face into her stern, serious mode. “We have to talk.”

I nodded, mostly ready to listen and half bursting at the seams. She said it! She loves me!

“I didn’t realize how much you meant to me until you were gone. I’m sorry I was so stupid, trying to put everything into a neat little package where we could have all the fun without any of the risk or emotions. But that was just empty. I love you, and I don’t care about whatever risk there is that we might not work out. But I am NOT going to risk losing the best thing that has ever been in my life. If that means monogamous commitment and obligation, then so be it. And-”

“Shh…” I cut her off. “I never asked for a commitment. I never asked for obligation. All I said was that I care FOR you. All I ever wanted was a chance to see where this could take us. I just wanted to see if you were open to letting us finally fall in love.”

My mind was frantically recalling every word I’d said to Ben about his relationship with Stephanie. There was a similar solution to address Taryn’s concerns. “You were afraid of a relationship because of the commitment and the obligation. I’m not asking for that. I’m never going to require you to spend time with me, or throw tantrums when you want to go out with your girlfriends. You’re never going to be obligated to come to boring work functions to entertain me. Just let desire to be with each other run its course. When something comes up, if you want to be with me, that’s great. If you don’t, I won’t ever be expectant. I want to be open with this. Whatever makes you happy, then do it.”

I took a deep breath. “But I want that caring to be there. I want you to admit how much we mean to each other. That’s all I’m asking.”

“I admit it. I love you. I’ve always loved you.

Beaming, I reached out and took her mittens into my hands. “Taryn, will you go out with me?”

She just smiled at me, tears once again coming to her face. “Yes, yes, of course. But god you’re sexy, so can we just skip past the mini-dating romantic stuff and get right to the fucking?”

“I’ll see what I can manage.”

So arm in arm, we headed back to the house. In a way, it seemed like we were cheating the system. We were straddling a very thin fence between committed relationship and deep friendship-with-benefits, trying to have our cake and eat it too.

But I believed that I cared about her enough to let Taryn be her own person, with her own desires and wants. And she cared enough about me to let me be the same. We’d been such close friends for, well, forever, we knew how to be individuals around each other. And hey, we could come together to have a really good time whenever we wanted. We could just let the “US” grow from that.

***

“I’m coming!” Derrick pulled his rock-hard dick out from my mouth and began to spray his juice all over my face and tits. I just rotated my head and torso into the spray to try and get it spread over as much of me as possible. More fun for later.

Just a minute after that Ben’s thick tree-trunk sent my pussy into ecstasy overload, his fingers working wonders at my clit as I crested over into a screaming orgasm, my cunt spasms squeezing him until I lifted myself out of his lap to let him spurt his juices all over my body.

I heard Chris roar out his orgasm, and then both Stephanie and Reiko were sliding out of the hot tub, leaving a panting Chris in their wake. They slid up to me, Stephanie leaning down to give me a hot kiss. “Aww, you’re covered in jizz. That’s okay. We’ll clean it up.”

Once the girls finished with my tongue bath, the guys were ready to go again. I looked at the clock on the wall. We still had an hour before we had to head back home. I slid into the hot tub, settling myself into Chris’s lap and leaned forwards to kiss him.

When he pulled back from me, he smiled and asked, “Did you enjoy that?”

“Yeah. Can I do it again sometime?”

“Honey, you’re never going to have to ask my permission. Do what makes you happy.”

“Yeah, well what’s going to make me happy right now is screwing your brains out.”

-THE END-