Chapter 4
Bang Bang
With their pupils dilated and movement divertingly impaired by their cross inebriation, the world around them became a shaky, jovial swath of color and sound. It was almost dreamlike, and given their blue agenda, it certainly would have been a wet one. Those less intoxicated then themselves couldn't help but notice what was bound to be the most scandalous event of the night. Three of the most sought after individuals in the school were walking hand in hand, barely concealing their half torqued manhoods behind their wet trunks.
When they got to Ryan's room, the reality of the situation suddenly struck them. The desire never faded, but their slowed pace betrayed their hesitation. Katy crept over to the bed, a large and pillowy king, and wasted no time unhooking the top of her bathing suit. As she climbed on top of the sheets, Ryan's heart pounded heavily in his chest, every beat dampening the sounds from outside in his ears. He looked up at Michael, whose gaze was affixed unblinkingly upon the topless girl. Something about the situation seemed, so wrong, and yet so right. He knew, like Michael knew, that he didn't possess the willpower to resist. Sensing Ryan's gaze out of the corner of his eye, Michael cracked a devious smile and laid his hand gently though firmly on his friend's back. It was all the push he needed to get the ball rolling.
They both unfastened their swim trunks and let them hit the floor with a plop. There was no turning back now, and no telling how far it would go. They each ascended upon Katy from either side, slowly crawling towards her like lions to a tantalizing kill. With a deep breath, Ryan moved in to kiss Katy's lips though it was Michael this time that wanted to slow things down.
"Wait." He opened his hand, revealing a small bag of white powder. "If we're going to do it, we should do this right." He poured out two even lines of molly on Katy's stomach, just below the navel. Ryan and Michael exchanged devious, excited glances and moved in to lick up the lines in unison. Katy writhed with pleasure, tantalized by sensation. Her hands moved of their own volition, grabbing both of the boys by their hair with an unrelenting grip. While Michael moved up, Ryan went down. He bit down on the bottom half of her bikini, slowly dragging it down her legs.
Michael's tongue traced circles around her puffy pink nipple, forcing a soft moan from her lips. With the last of her clothing discarded, Ryan began working his way back up. Pressing his lips to her thigh, each kiss became more passionate and rapacious than the last until he was at her neck. The girl began to squirm, writhing seductively in the sheets as the warmth from their bodies sent waves of pleasure across hers. She expected them to jump right into it, but instead, they were teasing her.
This time, it was Michael that moved down her stomach. The moment his tongue hit her warm, moist clit, shivers ran down her body. She made no effort to conceal her screams of pleasure, using her hand to force his face deeper into her crotch. It wasn't an orgasm, more of a continuous state of heightening pleasure and arousal with no end in site. It wasn't until her back arched high off the bed that he relented, deviously beaming at the alluring woman.
Ryan began to flip her over, readying her for what he envisioned to be an eiffel tower. However, Katy had something else on her mind. She pushed both them both against the head board until they were seated up right one beside the other. Her dainty fingers grasped both of their cocks and stroked, slowly at first, building up to a steady pace. She wrapped her mouth around Ryan's thick tip, letting saliva drip down the veiny shaft. Without the slightest hint of gagging, she slid his cock all the way down her throat, sending his blue eyes rolling to the back of his head. All the while, she vigorously stroked Michael's tan member. He could barely keep his eyes open himself, virtually tortured with pleasure. As she lifted her head up, a string of saliva extending from her tongue to Ryan's blushing head, her lips curled into a devious smile.
This time, it was Michael that received the oral treatment. Unlike Ryan, he was uncircumcised, giving her a bit more to play with. Using her tongue, she slid his loose foreskin up and down just below the tip. He bit down on his lip, his breathing heavy and forced. Ryan clasped his shoulder, bracing them both for the overwhelming sensation. Katy slid his dick to back of her throat, burying her face in his curly brown pubes while stroking Ryan's veiny pink cock with her free hand. When she came up for air, both boys were fully erect and lightly dripping precum.
"Stretch me out," she purred, licking her lips gently. "both of you."
Her command was clear. Without a moment's hesitation, Michael grabbed her by her waist and lifted her onto his long cock with her front facing away from him. Ryan all but gulped, carefully placing himself in front of them. She wanted both of them, and in the same hole no less. It was almost too hot for him to handle. As Michael slid inside of her, Ryan forced a gap with the tip of his cock and slowly slid it in. All three of them grunted with delight at the abundant sensation. Once they were both all the way inside, they began to thrust.
Their cocks were smashed against one another, constricted by her tight wet hole. Their loose balls clapped lightly against one another, dripping in her juices. Katy's breasts pressed against Ryan's square pecs. They were a single ball of warmth, of sensation, of pleasure.
"Uhhhh....fuck!" Katy shrieked. She draped her arms around Michael's neck behind her, biting down on her soft pink lips. Ryan and Michael moaned together, their cock's pleasuring each other as much as Katy's stretched slot. Neither knew when they would bust, each stroke seemingly pushing them closer to the edge though there was no end in site. The MDMA kept them going, and time ceased to matter.
Eventually, they found a rhythm. When one thrusted in, the other pulled back. Ryan could feel Michael's pre cum rolling down his own shaft, and the thought alone made him quiver. With their hyper sensation, they could feel one another throbbing and swelling within her. Katy looked to be on the verge of losing consciousness, though her screams of pleasure erased any concern from their minds.
"I'm...I'm gonna cum." Michael managed to utter between fits of heavy panting.
"Me too." Ryan strained to add.
"Do it!" Was Katy's only command.
Michael could feel it coming, the tingle starting deep down in his egg sized balls and working its way to his middle. The pressure began to build within him, and his thrusting became more urgent and forceful. Without missing a beat, Ryan too quickened his pace. One right after the other, their cocks erupted with sticky white streams. Neither could bare to make a sound, their bodies shaking with pleasure as the pumped shot after shot of cum into her and thrusted away in each other's juices. The bed was soaked as the pressure forced the sticky fluid to spray out in large quantities. Michael bit down on his lip, Ryan whimpered, and Katy moaned loud enough for everyone at the party to hear her over the thumping bass of the music outside.
Slowly, shakily, Ryan slid his cock out and rolled over onto his back next to Michael. Katy lifted herself up and collapsed at the foot of the bed, panting heavily and finding herself unable to move. Michael merely sat there, stunned and silent. For a while, none of them said anything. None of them could say anything. They sat in silence, covered in one another's warm fluids too weak to move.
"...Katy?" Ryan managed to say.
"Hmm?" She weakly called out, her voice muffled by the sheets that her face was buried in.
"You're on the pill, right?"
At that moment, they all did their best impression of a laugh though no sound came out. Only smiles on their faces. Ryan's eyes closed, and he slid his head over onto Michael's shoulder. Michael wrapped his arm around his neck, laying his head on his chest and gingerly petting his hair until his eyes too fell closed. The part outside raged on, but the room was dead silent.