Nursed by Three

he fills me all the way. I’m pressed up like a Liza sandwich here beneath him, and the pressure only adds to these orgasmic sensations as he thrusts in and out again and again. I bite down on his tongue, having to stop myself from biting all the way as the weight of his pubic bone presses so achingly good into my clit and his hugeness fills me. I’m cumming, exploding again and again and shuddering into him, a feeling so intense it’s like it’s never going to end.
And he fills me with rope after rope of thick hot sticky cum, pulling out and shooting even more on my belly while I’m still trying to find my way back to Earth.

TEN
 
23:15
Lee
 
I take her again on all fours, then I feed her my mouth, then I take her again from the front. She can’t believe how much steam I’ve got and it thrills me to see her so pleasantly surprised.
If she knew how long I’d been waiting for this then maybe my stamina would make a little more sense to her right now…
The truth is I want to mark her all over as my own, mark her with my mouth, with my dick and with my hot and sticky seed most of all.
Mine.
Sure, when the time comes I’ll share her again with my brothers, but for now Liza is all mine and I want to make that as clear as fucking day for her. Not just for tonight… I want her forever…
Jesus, can that really be true? Me and the guys, we’d spoken about this, about finally making it official with some girl once we found one who was actually worthy of our bond…but is that what this is now?
And yet part of me feels like that’s what it’s been ever since this independent enchanting, gorgeous little minx first setup camp in my mind. She is everything we were looking for. Exactly what we were looking for. Everything and more…
Afterwards, she makes us coffee and we sit up in her bed, just talking and talking as the minutes fall away like seconds. I’m opening up to her like I’ve never opened to anyone before, not even Evan or Bren. The truth is, as the oldest, I always felt like it was my God damn duty to be the strongest and the toughest of us. Which meant that I was the rock for those two even after they got strong enough and tough enough not to actually need one anymore.
And now it all comes out, everything, the whole hard story of how we came up on the streets. How my dad was a drunk and I’d never met my mom, how I met Evan after I saved him from getting his ass kicked by a gang of older boys by kicking their asses even harder. How we met Bren later that summer trying to pull a scratch card scam outside a bar and managed to talk the mobbed-up owner out of killing him on the spot. From then on we were brothers. I made them promise me two things: One, we’d always have each other’s backs; and Two, if we were going to make a better life for ourselves we’d do it my way. I’d seen too many people lose it all to drugs or the bottle or to crime already.
All the while, Liza just holds me, her head pressed against my chest and her huge eyes studying my face as I recount the whole story in a strangely detached and ice-cold voice. When I’m done she turns those big mosaic eyes up at me and tells me I’m the best thing that ever happened to them, maybe even the best thing that ever happened to her as well.
It’s fucking crazy to say it, after all, we’ve barely just met (not withstanding the hot and heavy fucking, but that much at least is common ground with most of the ladies I run into) but in this moment I actually believe it.
And I swear I feel like she’s the best thing that’s ever happened for me too…


Eleven
 
01:30
Liza
 
We’ve talked for hours, me and this utter angel of a hunk of a man. I can’t believe the things he’s told me, the hardships all three of them have survived and endured, overcome even. It makes my heart hurt for everything they’ve been through. And to think that after all that, they’d make it their mission in life to give back to the community? To help the sick and the needy, those who are vulnerable like they themselves once had been? It’s breath-taking. At the very least, it explains why they always seemed to have so much energy. With the way their lives once were, having a stable job and a comfortable place to live must feel like being on an endless vacation for them.
I tell him my own story, my own hardships and challenges, but compared to his they sound like barely anything at all. But when I try to say that to him, he just shakes his head, gorgeous grey eyes stone-serious as he tells me to never downplay my own journey. He knows what I’ve been through because he can see it in my eyes. He tells me that’s what makes an already so beautiful face absolutely priceless.
Even though it’s past midnight, I feel like I’m wide awake. In fact, I feel like I don’t want to sleep in case when I wake up it turns out this entire crazy night was all just an impossible dream. After all, it certainly seems too good to be true, right?
But what happens next, turns this fairy tale experience into a full blown life-changing experience…
Lee’s phone beeps with a text on my bedside table and he picks it up with one strong hand to