[2nd draft] 10: List-less & 11: Topping Art

"No," Ethan said, shaking his head. His rumpled hair shook into his green eyes, and he pulled back from me.

"Why not?" I asked with a pout, folding my arms across my chest.

"Cassie, I am not sitting on your chest so you can suck me off. I thought we were going to have intercourse here."

I snorted. "Intercourse... yes, we are, but we can still explore."

Ethan scowled down at me as Seth rubbed the back of his neck, still blinking in surprise from my request. Neither of them should be surprised really. It wasn't the first time I'd requested something out of the box and it wouldn't be the last.

"Maybe that's something we can build up to, Cassie," Seth said.

"I've been a virgin for a long time. There's a lot of stuff I want to do to you... to both of you before I go and get knocked up. There's a list, took me all night to write it! Of course, I left it on my nightstand in my apartment."

"Being knocked up doesn't mean you can't still do those things on the list," Ethan said.

Shrugging my shoulders, I loosely wrapped my arms around Ethan's back pulling him back against me. "I know. They're just my sexual goals. Like I'd like to complete them before I get morning sickness and fat."

Seth gave me a curious look. "What's on this list?"

I started listing off my finger, "Doggy style, anal, giving a blow job, double penetration... I looked up some stuff that seemed pretty interesting too, but I can't remember what they're called."

I held in my smile as I noticed the reddish tinge on Ethan's cheeks. Was he embarrassed? Did it turn him on me talking like that? I didn't know. This was all new territory.

Seth raised his hand. "I'll do it."

Ethan lifted an eyebrow. "What is it that you'll do, Seth?"

"I'll sit on her chest and let her blow me."

"Really?" I asked excitedly.

"She doesn't even know how to give a regular blowjob, Seth!"

I shrugged, shaking my head so that my hair was completely off my shoulders. My breasts bounced with the movement and I had to bite my lip to keep from grinning at Ethan as I watched his gaze follow the movement. What we'd done yesterday and what we'd built up to tonight must have made him more aware of me in a sexual manner. That thought made me giddy.

Shifting beneath Ethan, I let my hand slowly trail down the side of his hip. "I could practice on you," I offered. "Seth can help me out. Besides, I've done a lot of research."

Seth slipped behind Ethan before he could answer. I expected him to do something particularly raunchy to him, but he simply turned Ethan's head to capture his lips in a passionate kiss. Ethan let his eyelids drift shut. Seth's hand was wrapped loosely around Ethan's throat, his fingers curved and resting on his jaw as Seth devoured. I hated to interrupt the kiss, but still took the opportunity to kneel on the floor, directly between him and the bed.

I inhaled and exhaled twice to amp up my nerve before reaching forward and tugging at the drawstring of his sweat pants. Swallowing, I kept my eyes glued to his waist.

It wasn't like I hadn't ever seen one before. I had, on the internet... plenty of times, but this was Ethan. And this was really happening. I had to build up. I couldn't just dive in, which is what I kept telling myself as I leaned forward to place a kiss against his hip bone.

The tiny groan he let out made me pull back to look up at him. It was surprising to see his hooded gaze focused on me. I'd fully expected him to still be invested in that delicious kiss he'd been sharing with Seth.

My face burned. I dropped my gaze and my hands from his waist. Pulling away wasn't an option, there was only so far back I could go. So I sat there. My breath teased his exposed skin. Moisture bounced back to me, and still I sat, contemplating what I knew I wanted to do.

"Cassie?" Ethan's husky unasked question made my eyelids flutter.

Nodding, I reached up and tugged on his hands, linking his fingers with mine before guiding his behind my head. "I want your hands here," I whispered the words so softly I wasn't sure he'd heard them at first.

When his grip tightened, the dull pain from the pulling of my hair let me know he'd heard me. I reached forward and tugged his sweat pants down, but remained still. Nothing continued to happen.

Maybe he doesn't get it, I thought.

I pushed my head back, applying pressure on his hands as much as I could. A rather pathetic whimper rumbled in his throat and finally, he pulled my face towards him. A smile tugged at the corner of my mouth and just as my mouth was inches away, I turned my face so that the side of his semi-hard cock bumped into my cheek.

"You're so smart, Ethan. I knew you'd get it eventually," I said, peeking up at him.

Seth chuckled, his eyes locked on the scene before him. "She's playful and she knows what she wants. I like that," he said before tonguing Ethan's earlobe.

Ethan raised an eyebrow and pulled one of his hands from the back of my head. I almost protested, but the now free hand gripped my jaw, stopping me. He forced my mouth open by applying enough pressure into the indent of my cheeks. With my mouth wide open in front of his cock, he stared down at me with an expression I'd only seen when Seth turned him on.

"Maybe I could get used to this," he mumbled, letting his thumb tug my bottom lip.

"Hell yes," Seth said.

The burning flush that had started in my face was topping the curves of my breasts and I could feel it continuing to spread further down as he held me in place, posing my face like a doll. If the lights were brighter in his room I knew they'd be able to see the redness spreading.

I kept eye contact for as long as I possibly could. That is until Seth slid his hand down Ethan's arm and pulled at his elbow bringing my face forward. Ethan's musky scent, a mix of sex and pine soap greeted me. My tongue darted out, licking up the curve of his ball sack. Ethan let out gasp and his hands tightened painfully in my hair. A tiny spark ignited in my groin causing a new slickness to accumulate between my legs. Ethan still was only semi-hard.

Just as I was wondering if Seth was going to do his job, I watched from my peripheral vision as Seth's hands dropped to Ethan's thighs, coaxing them apart for me, giving me more room. I let my tongue explore. His salty taste made me hum against the side of his shaft as I placed slow, partially open-mouthed kisses on him.

Vaguely, I heard fumbling behind Ethan. A drawer opening. A squish of something squirting. The noise was enough to make me try to pull away, but Ethan's grip tightened and held me in place.

"It's the watermelon. I forgot to get more of the heating lube," Seth said between the tiny kisses that made smacking noises in the air.

Ethan grunted, not seeming to care. His hips wiggled and I wasn't sure if it was to get my attention back on him, or for something Seth was doing behind him. Ethan let out a boyish whimper and his hips thrust backward than forwards pushing harder against my lips.

Now Ethan was fully erect. He was so hard it looked painful and even took on a purplish hue. I pulled his hand away from my jaw, putting it back behind my head, wanting to be in control of at least one situation. I puckered my lips against the mushroom-shaped tip of his cock and gave him a sweeping lick.

I lifted my gaze, smirking up at the both of them. Ethan inhaled sharply through his nose and a few seconds later whispered harsh words against Seth's neck. Seth's intense gray eyes watched me as I continued to lick at Ethan like I had that cherry popsicle the night before.

It was fun practicing, but this was way better.

When I heard the faint rustling of Seth's shorts dropping around his ankles, my eyes widened. Further along, than I originally thought, I dropped my gaze in time to see Seth's large hands gripping Ethan's hips from behind, adjusting him upwards.

It wasn't quick. It wasn't rough or jerking as it had been in that Brokeback Mountain movie. It was smooth, just like they'd been doing it for a while. And I supposed they had been.

Seth curved around Ethan's back with his arms wrapped around his stomach. Seth's eyes slammed shut as his hips rocked forward. As Seth pushed into Ethan, Ethan pushed into my mouth. It was an incredibly erotic moment as his cock popped in and out every time Seth thrust against him.

My thighs clenched when Ethan let out a gasp as Seth bit into his neck. Sudden pressure from Ethan's hands against the back of my head pushed him farther into my mouth. His hands had remained there but had been so lightly touching that I'd forgotten about them. The fact that his hands remained told me that he wanted me to... that realization succeeded where none of the previous actions up to this point had. It made me so hot that I could feel the wetness clinging to the sheets beneath me.

A sudden smacking noise of Seth's hips slamming into Ethan's ass echoed. Watching porn had nothing on the startled shout from Ethan as Seth let loose another series of hard thrusts and what happened next nearly killed me. Ethan pulled my face into him, forcing his way fully past my lips, over my tongue, and down my throat, completely lifting my ass off the bed, like he was trying to crawl into my mouth.

I wanted this, but I wasn't ready for that. My forearms slammed against his hips pushing at him as I pulled away coughing. My eyes watered as I hacked into my hand.

"Fuck," Ethan said, followed by a string of groaning apologies.

Clearing my throat, I waved him off. "It's okay. I wasn't ready. I don't have much of a gag reflex, but be careful because I do still have one," I said, licking my lips as I finally got a decent view of Seth fucking Ethan.

Talk about a gift to mankind. I knew, at that moment, that I loved watching and hearing their rough fucking. I also knew that I was going to like it rough too. The thought made me grit my teeth with anticipation. I shimmied my chest as I shifted backward, ignoring the mixture of worry and need in Ethan's eyes as I watched him focus on me. I let my shoulders rest low on the headboard of the bed and tilted my head up.

"I'm ready now," I said.

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11: Topping Art

Ethan's head rolled forward and he let out a helpless groan. Seth thrust harder into him, pushing Ethan closer. Seth repeated the movement two more times until it was either move forward or let Seth slip out of him. I bit my lip when Ethan was finally leaning over me. His hips were lined with my face, and his knees were almost touching the headboard on either side of my shoulders. I lifted my arms above my head, waiting for him to fall into me, but it seemed Seth wasn't going to help anymore. I raised an eyebrow as the skin smacking got louder and quicker. A loud, drawn out groan from Seth, a yelp from Ethan, and then the fast pace Seth had set slowed.

Ethan fell forward, bracing his hands against the wall above me. I expected his hips to thrust forward, so my mouth opened and I waited, but when it didn't happen I got impatient. He was kneeling over my face, dangling above my mouth, I could've lifted my head, but that wasn't what I wanted.

"Come on, Ethan, fuck my mouth," I demanded, hoping he wouldn't say no.

Seth moaned. "That dirty mouth is begging for it, Ethan. Fuck her."

"I can't," Ethan said whimpering, but it was like his cock was magnetically charged to dip into my mouth because he circled his hips forward. "I don't want to hurt you."

Deciding to meet him halfway, I used the muscles in my neck to lift my face up, taking him deeper. It was scarier doing it than watching it, but I tried to relax my throat muscles. I let out a happy groan as he finally took the initiative and thrust.

His hands, which had been holding his upper body mostly off me, slipped down the wall to clutch my head and hold me in place. I was ready for it this time. Ethan let out tiny, pleasurable grunts and his fingers tightened, almost pulling my hair.

This is what I wanted, I thought.

The need to see Ethan's face caused me to awkwardly lift my gaze, but all I saw were his abs flexing with each thrust and his hair brushing against the wall. With Seth's help, Ethan's hips were now thrusting faster, causing me to drool. The lubrication from my saliva helped Ethan slide deeper every time. Not wanting to gag again, I pushed my forearms up enough to keep his hips from pushing too far—just shy of hitting the back of my throat. According to my grape popsicle, any stimulation at the far back of my throat and I was gagging.

Within the time span of five minutes, I learned three things: the closer Seth was to an orgasm the more verbal he got; the closer Ethan was to an orgasm the louder he got, and deep throating hurt after awhile.

The 'fuck me Ethan's' and 'that's it baby cum in Cassie's hot little mouth,' from Seth plus the whining half screams from Ethan was enough to mostly cancel out the uncomfortable third realization. A charge vibrating in my groin sent tingling jolts all the way to the tips of my toes as Seth's words made me blush and Ethan's cries got louder.

I flattened my palms against Ethan's midriff, pushing as his thrusting hips became wild, but it didn't seem to matter anymore. Holding himself up with one elbow, he let his free hand slide up the side of my face to the top of my head. His fingers clamped down, holding me in place. His balls smacked against my chin and his shouts' bounced off the walls.

Ethan was so rough I was worried he'd go too deep, but in the end, it wasn't the tip of his cock hitting the back of my throat. It was the warm squirt of semen. I'd heard horror stories of the taste, but it was almost effortless swallowing it down and sucking him at the same time. It was definitely an acquired taste, but it wasn't all that bad.

Ethan's voice cracked as his orgasmic cries got louder. He trembled above me. His fingers curled in my hair once again. His hips stilled as he gasped for breath, but I could feel Seth's continued thrusts. Ethan was shaking so hard I thought he might collapse and suffocate me, but Seth quickly shuffled him upwards, keeping Ethan standing, and his back flush against him. Seth kept his hips pumping against Ethan's ass, but his hand reached down for me. He gestured for me to get up. Shuffling my feet under my ass I got to my knees, and before I knew it, my upper body was against Ethan's chest.

I glanced down at the squashed rise of my breasts against him. Ethan wrapped his arms around me, pulling me up and away from the wall. It was just in time because Seth pushed us all down onto the bed. I didn't realize how hot I was until the cool, damp sheets, touched my bareback.

I thought Ethan was going to do it then... take my virginity. So I helped by spreading my legs and pushing my hips up. His elbows were digging into my shoulders, but I didn't care because I was finally going to feel him inside me. I was finally going to lose my virginity to the only person I've ever wanted, but he shook his head no.

Frowning, I bit my lower lip to keep it from trembling at the rejection. Was it a rejection?

My heart hurt, but that was only partially why I wanted to cry out with frustration. I was more turned on in this moment than I'd been when he'd been sucking my clit. Deepthroating cock was the biggest aphrodisiac in the world... to me. I hadn't even realized how much my pussy was aching until Ethan said no.

I felt Seth thrusting into Ethan, forcing his hips into mine. The feel of him limp and damp from my spit was a horrible reminder that the physical act I'd wanted wasn't going to happen. I turned my head, so that my face was against the sheet, my eyes staring at the wall. I was hurt. I was mad. I was horny as fuck. And Ethan said no.

"Oh, Cassie." Ethan was making grunting noises as Seth continued to jerk into him, but he managed to reach for my face, and turn my gaze back towards him. He ran his thumb along my eyebrow. "You know it's not that I don't want you, right? I can't bounce back so quickly, you know?" he whispered, leaning down to kiss my lips, all the while accepting Seth's frantic thrusts. Skin smacking against skin was becoming louder and Seth's dirty dialogue morphed into helpless groans.

I frowned, moving with them as the bed creaked and moaned in protest. Wow do I feel stupid. Of course, that's what it was. I gave a snort and gave him a small smile.

"God," Ethan growled, letting his thumb pull at my lips. "I think I really do love this mouth." He leaned down and captured my lips in the deepest, most emotion-filled kiss he'd ever given me.

When Seth finally finished, he collapsed against Ethan's back, causing me to grunt from all the added weight. Pulling away from Ethan, I reached around and smacked Seth's back. "Hey, I only like this kind of torture when I'm turned on. Get off me!"

"You're not turned on anymore?" Seth asked, his voice breathless from exertion. It was the hint of drowsiness in his voice that had me worried.

"Sort of. I thought Ethan—well, you know-- I didn't realize it was because he already had an orgasm. It kind of ruined the moment for me. Stupid moment on my part, but seriously, get off me. I can't breathe. I don't want you both to fall asleep on me!"

Seth rolled off, made a small 'oomph-ing' noise as he settled in, and let out a small snore. I snorted in disbelief. "Unbelievable."

I shifted under Ethan, dropping my raised knees down. "Ethan, I mean it. If you fall asleep on me I'm going to kick you," I said, not fully believing my own warning. It wasn't so bad having one guy lying on top of me.

He nuzzled his nose into my neck and placed kisses against the curve of my jaw. "We'll make it up to you," he promised as he lifted his hand to cup the side of my cheek.

Finally, he shifted his lower body off of me, leaving his sweaty chest on my side, and smashing my breasts under his arm. Stunned, I turned to watch his eyes drifting shut and when they fully closed I tried to pull away, but his arm tightened around me, bringing me towards him.

"This is just beyond rude," I mumbled, wiggling under Ethan's weight.

They'd been satisfied, but I hadn't and now I was being partially squished. I was seriously thinking about leaving, until I felt Ethan drop his shoulder, applying more weight against me. I lifted my gaze and found his once closed eyes, wide open. He watched me with surprising intensity for someone so sleepy and my breath caught.

When one of his fingers slipped inside me, I was so startled that my hand shot to his wrist, gripping him tightly, only stopping him for a second. I swallowed and shot Ethan a surprised look. My mouth dropped open as I started to speak, but any words I'd been about to say cut off as my eyelashes fluttered against my cheeks. It didn't take long for soft whimpering moans to escape my throat. I shifted against his hand, letting his palm apply pressure against my clit.

"Cassie, look at me," Ethan said, his voice sounding sleepier than I'd anticipated.

Clearly, you aren't into this as much as I am. I didn't let that thought stop me from lifting my hips closer though. I was going to take what I could get.

I popped my eyes open when he stopped. "Don't stop," I whispered.

The corner of his mouth lifted in a droopy, sleepy smile. "Then you better keep your eyes open and look at me."

"Ethan—"

Whatever I was going to say caught in my throat as he thrust another finger inside me. I clutched his arm as it pushed up and down my stomach. He dropped his forehead against mine, never breaking eye contact. It was like he was memorizing my face, searching my soul. He kissed me, once, twice, and then sucked on my bottom lip. I could almost pretend that this meant something, that we were just two people in love, pleasing each other.

Those are dangerous thoughts, Cassie. Remember, this isn't about love, the logical voice in my head spoke.

Not now, the illogical voice responded.

It was a simple surface orgasm, but it came swiftly enough that a startled gasp escaped my lips. I hugged Ethan's arm tighter to me, whimpering his name, and turning my body towards him as my hips pumped.

When it was over, he didn't pull his fingers out. He simply left them in place, gave me one last kiss, and settled deeply against me and the bed. When his breathing evened and I knew he was asleep, I still couldn't stop staring at him.

Is this really that moment? That moment when the woman realizes she might be confusing simple sex with love?

Ethan mumbled something into my shoulder, interrupting my thoughts. "What? Ethan, I didn't hear you," I whispered, breathing against his cheek.

"Love you, Cass," he said again before falling back to sleep.

My heart thumped in my chest and I swallowed. He wouldn't hear me so responding wouldn't hurt any. "I love you too, Ethan."

I should've been somewhat tired after that orgasm, even if it was just a simple one, but I wasn't even close. I had always loved Ethan, secretly I had known that, but this was the first time I'd spoken the words and actually meant romantic love instead of friendship love. My heart thumped in my chest as my gaze lingered on his peaceful, sleeping face.

I'm in trouble. Trouble. Trouble. Trouble.