Part 1…….Part 2…….Part 3…Part 4…

^{this is part 3 and I’m trying to record the rest when I can…a lot happened lol, probably about 2-3 more portions about this length left to go…might post on a relevant actual subreddit when it’s all put together?}

I was getting more and more excited and turned on watching them following my lead and seeing their eyes light up and their body language change when it clicks: I’m not joking anymore and yes, this is an invitation to play along with these intentionally poorly veiled sexual advances to communicate you’re opting in to whatever the hell we were doing, or to opt out by pretending you’re oblivious to the situation and leaving it before crossing any big lines that can’t be uncrossed later.

Anyway, I got up to make a pitcher of mixed drink for us and told the guys:

“Hey, just stay here and take it easy. I’ll just come out and serve you. I’ve been told I’m really good at pouring drinks, so you’ll have to rate my performance!”…(side note, while I don’t remember any of them rating me after, I’m pretty sure by the time I poured three drinks there would also be three cocks throbbing for me…so I think ratings were decent lol)

When I came back, Cody was sitting on the couch and had his glass in his hand near his chest, so I walked up behind him and the couch and told him to just stay where he was. I reached around his shoulders on either side, one hand on top of his own hand holding his cup and the other hand holding the pitcher to pour. In other words: my tits we’re all over his head…and of course I “lost my balance” a little and had to wiggle some to get back up lol.

Then I walked around to Darius and said “Oh wow, ya know what? I think this wet spot is actually getting worse. I don’t know what the deal is…but, well, would you guys mind if I just take my shorts off to let them dry? I mean I have underwear [lol a tiny thong] on and I’m sure each of you has already seen me in my underwear running to my room from the shower or whatever anyway…and like we’ve all gone swimming together and…”

Danny finally joined the fray fully by cutting me off with “and swimsuits are basically underwear anyway! So who cares?!”

I smirked at him, saying “Right! Awesome, because I definitely don’t care!”

I turned back to Darius with the pitcher and said, “oh okay, but like, my hands are pretty full here right now…so Darius, just slide my shorts down for me while I fill your cup, ok?”

He didn’t have any words to respond with lol…he didn’t waste any time either though, kneeling in front of me, doing as I asked, as I poured his drink.

“Oooh thank you Darius!” I said, handing him his cup as he sat back on the couch and admired the result of his efforts…my bottom half without much left to the imagination 😝

I moved toward Danny…his cup was on the table in front of him, so I turned around right in front of him and far enough away from the table with his cup that he got a nice backside view with me bending way over to pour his drink.

All that was left was to finally breach the point of no return, after which no one would be able to pretend they were oblivious to the situation or that this was all somehow just a big misunderstanding…the point when we stop disguising advances with flirtatious acting and “spot on my shorts” type stuff…

I know this probably all seems like a lot of dancing around the topic for us to have engaged in, but our group dynamic and the situation was a lot different and more delicate to feel out than any other other group scenario that turned sexual that I had ever experienced…

Like I’ve known these guys for years and across some very different periods and stages of life…they’ve been friends with my brother since high school and I’ve been hanging out doing stuff like watching Vikings games with them since they were like 15 and I was about 19.

I hadn’t ever spent extended time with them without my brother around before…and until then, in my mind they were the awkward teens I used to tease and give my brother shit about. But now we were here, no brother, no Vikings choking…no shortage of drinks…and talking about cocks…being in me…and making me choke…and my shorts being removed…and…

…well, and that’s when a switch flipped in my head and I thought: “uhhh, they aren’t the 15 year old awkward friends of my little brother anymore. They are grown men…and actually, pretty handsome ones…”

which then made me think: …”and at least one of them has a big cock I think…and fuck, yeah, I’m really wet…and my brother bailed for fucking Karen and probably wouldn’t find out anyway and, uh, fuuu, fuck it, I’m jumping in the deep end”…

I walked down the hallway to the bathroom…as I closed behind me the door I could barely make out the sounds of some hurried whispering lol…

I didn’t have to use the bathroom…I just took the rest of my clothes off and then started the shower. I opened my mouth and stuck my lips out a little, took a selfie and added the caption,

“Still the gold standard?”

I sent it in a group text to the three of them…followed by this text:

“I’m going to text my brother and tell him I’m going home now, so as far as he’ll know, for the time from now until tomorrow morning when I actually leave, anything that happens with me here, well, didn’t actually happen…so now, I’m getting in the shower. I’m not putting my clothes on after. If any of you want to join me in this time that isn’t really happening, then take your clothes off and CUM shower with me. If you don’t, then I’ll just pretend you’re not here and you can pretend I just went home, no problem!! But if you do join me though, you’re opting in with me for the rest of the night…and even though the Vikings didn’t choke, I guarantee I will. You have 15 minutes until I’m done showering and the DSL door closes for anyone not in here by then.”

(to be continued…keep an eye out for part 4 and let me know if this is any good lol, not sure if I’m putting this together well or sucking)

Part 1…….Part 2…….Part 3…Part 4…