Triple Threat (20 page)

“Hey!” he shouted. He pulled away. “I wouldn’t do that to you.”

I looked up and smiled slyly, very affected by the alcohol. “Yes, you would. You’re just trying hard not to.” Then I leaned in close and cupped my hand around his crotch. “Nice package.”

He just smiled at me.

Then Chad, Mark and Phil took their shirts off. I smiled and enjoyed the view. They all looked pretty good shirtless and I loved looking at their tattoos. I went to each of them and showed Chris which ones I liked best. I ran my fingers over the tribal pattern that went from Chad’s shoulder down to his elbow. Next I traced the skull on Phil’s chest. Lastly, I brushed Mark’s hair aside and showed him the vampire bite he had done.

“Not fair,” Giovanni whispered to me. “You didn’t touch me.”

I smirked and took his hands in mine. I lifted them up, so the daggers on his forearms were visible. I ran my tongue over them, one at a time. “These are real sexy.” Then I looked up at him. “Better?”

“Yeah.” he stared into my eyes.

Chris suddenly said, “I agree with Phil. Get it over with already.” Then he added, “Can I see yours, Crystal?” I assumed he had seen them already.

Giovanni turned me around and pulled me against his body, holding me to him with one hand under my top. I could feel his stiff dick pressing against my belly. Smiling, I put my arms around his waist then felt my shirt going up.

“Isn’t this hot?”

“Damn! That must make someone a happy man.”

Then Giovanni lifted my shirt up past my bra. “This one matches Chad’s, see.”

I assumed Chad was showing Chris his. I couldn’t see anything but Giovanni’s chest. I kissed the cross over his heart. Rosario had one like that too. They refused to tell me what it meant. It looked like it was in memory of someone, but there was no name, just a date, several years prior.

Then I was surprised when I felt Giovanni stroke my hair. “I love when you hold me.”

It was a Friday night in the middle of April. We were playing at a bar in Asbury Park. Chris was belting out the newest song he and I had written; “Fast Cars, Loose Women.” I was bobbing my head to the beat.

Then something made me look into the crowd. A huge smile formed on my lips. Rosario was out there in fatigues. I blew him a kiss, and he smiled back at me. I got closer to Chad and nodded my head in Rosario’s direction. He smiled also.

The next song we did was “OOH-RAH,” just for him. He started jumping to the beat the way he did on stage and shouted the chorus along with other people in the audience.

As soon as we were done playing, Giovanni jumped down from the stage and hugged his brother. Chad and I did, too.

When he held me, he said, “Basic training’s done and I got a 10 day leave. Good thing Chad posts your gigs on the website.” Then he let me go, looked up at Chris behind me and told him, “All I can say is, wow! You make these guys sound even better.”

Giovanni grabbed my hand and pulled me to the bar. As soon as we were out of the guys’ line of sight, he put his hands around my face and kissed me. We couldn’t seem to stop kissing. We did it every chance we could, even in bed when we stayed at each others’ places once in a while.

“I’m not sure how much longer we should keep doing this,” Giovanni whispered.

I looked up at him. He kept saying that, but I wanted to kiss him all the time. “I like kissing you.” I admitted softly.

“I like it too, but…”

I put my fingers over his lips. “Not tonight.”

I knew that he about to tell me his reason for not having sex with me; that we should care about each other first. I hated those words. I loved him so much I ached for him. I was lost without him. Every time I woke up in his arms, I prayed that he would fall in love with me.

“Tonight is about celebration,” I continued.

He gave me the smile that melted my heart and made me lose my words. He ran a hand through my hair as I closed my eyes. “OK, I won’t mention it again.” He kissed my lips softly and said, “I lo… I… Forget it.” Then we got a round of drinks.

Soon, Giovanni and I were passing out shots of tequila. That was Rosario’s favorite. I was just a bit apprehensive about downing a few of those. I did not hold my liquor well.

“To fame and fortune!” Rosario shouted before we all drank the first shot.

My eyes watered and I coughed. It was almost painful to drink that shit.

“You all right?” Giovanni whispered into my ear with a hand on my back.

I turned to him. “I think so.”

“Don’t get too drunk,” he warned. “You’re hard to control when you do.”

I knew what he meant. I had gotten drunk one night the month before. He told me that when he took me home, I tackled him onto my bed and tore his clothes off. I wish I could remember it, and I really wish he hadn't stopped me.

“You’re drunk!” Giovanni slurred at me as we walked out of the bar.

I held onto him tight, so I wouldn’t fall. “No… no… I’m not.” I could barely get the words out. When we got to his van, he let me go. I quickly lost my footing and started to fall. He tried to catch me, but was just as unsteady and we landed on the floor of the parking lot with him on top of me.

I moved my hips a bit and squealed, “Ooh! I like that!” I could feel his stiff cock against the front of my skirt.

“You like that, huh?” He lifted my skirt a bit and ground it into me. “I’ll fuck you right here. What do you say?”

“I ain’t letting you get arrested,” his big brother told him and then helped us both up. “No fucking in public.”

Giovanni and I held onto each other as Rosario went through his brother’s pockets searching for the van’s keys. “Hey! Only she can touch that!”

“It’s not my fault you got a hard-on,” Rosario replied. “Get her in the front seat,” he directed after opening the passenger door.

Giovanni lifted me up onto the seat, but I was too trashed to climb in. He patted my bottom. I was bent over. Then he lifted my skirt up all the way and pulled my panties down. I soon felt his pants against my bare ass. He rubbed against me, letting me feel his rock-hard dick again.

“I’m gonna fuck you so hard tonight,” he promised.

“Dude, don’t undress her here!” Rosario was starting to sound angry. “Pull her underwear back up.”

A voice said, “Are you taking them home?” I was pretty sure it was Chris.

As Giovanni put my clothes back on and finally got me in the middle of the bench seat, I heard Chris and Rosario laughing. Chris said, “Don’t let him fuck her while you’re driving. You’ll run off the road.”

Soon Chris was next to me in the seat. I ran my hand down his arm. “You look cute tonight.”

“Hey, come here.” Giovanni pulled me to him.

Before we got home, I started to feel sleepy. I fell towards Chris. He lifted his arm and let me land in his lap.

I rubbed his thigh. “You got nice legs.”

Then Giovanni pulled me back to him again. “You ain’t fucking anyone but me.”

Sometime later, I heard voices.

“I’ll put her to bed in a minute,” Chad said from somewhere.

I was lying across the van’s seat, alone. It was stationary. Slowly, I crawled out and stood up, holding onto the door. I saw everyone but Giovanni unloading the vans. He was leaning on the side of his van.

Keeping one hand on the van, I made my way to him. “Take me home with you, please.”

He took me in his arms and whispered, “I was planning on it.” Then he stood up semi-straight and we started walking across the street, stumbling every few feet.

“I got both sets of keys!” I heard Rosario shout.

Somehow, we got up to his apartment. We had to wait outside the door for Rosario. As we did, I pulled Giovanni’s t-shirt out of his jeans then yanked it off of him. He grabbed me and kissed me after I dropped it to the floor.

Then I felt him opening my blouse buttons. He got it off quickly, and it fell to the ground. I was so turned on, I couldn’t wait anymore. I tore open his jeans and slid my hand into his boxers.

He moaned as I stroked his cock. It wasn’t massive like Chad’s, but definitely about nine inches long with a wide girth.

“I need you now.” He reached under my skirt and pushed my panties down. I kicked them aside, and immediately Giovanni lifted me up.

“Hey, hey, hey! Don’t you dare!” I heard Rosario from behind us.

Giovanni was holding me up by my bare ass and the shaft of his cock was against my pussy.

“Let me open the door. You guys are just dying to go to jail, huh?”

As soon as the door was opened, Giovanni carried me to his room and tossed me on the bed. “Here!” I heard, as clothes flew into the room.

By the time we got under the blanket, we were naked. I wanted him so bad at that moment I didn’t care if it wasn’t going to mean anything to him anymore.

He rubbed my pussy with his cock as he sucked my nipple. I kept moaning and crying out with need. He seemed to be enjoying teasing me.

“Give it to me now!” I shouted at him.

He looked up at me and smiled. “I’ll give it to you when I’m done.”

Then he moved his mouth up my body and the kissing started again. I grabbed his hair and thrust my tongue in his mouth right away. We started moaning as our lips met.

“Please!” I begged.

Then he shifted his hips a bit and dove his fingers into my pussy. “Aah!” I yelled. That felt so good.

“Do you make noise when you cum?” he asked quietly.

I couldn’t even respond. I let go of his hair and wrapped my fingers around his dick. I moved my closed hand over it as he worked his fingers inside of me. My back arched as he started to stroke just where I liked.

“Yes, there… please… oh God! Faster… damn… oh shit!” Then: “That’s it! Oh!” My back arched again as my insides trembled and tensed. “Oh God, I wanna suck your cock!” I loved doing that and wished I were in a position to do it to him.

Then my head started swimming. It had to be from all the alcohol. His fingers were still trying to please me. I was trying to make him cum with my hand, but it was hard to focus on what I was doing anymore.

Giovanni pulled our hands away and lay on top of me again. “Ready for it now?” He was slurring very badly. He leaned his head down on me for a minute. “I’m so fucking dizzy.”

Then he moved and I felt the head of his cock pushing into my clit. “No, not there,” I mumbled. Things were getting a bit fuzzy.

“Stop moving.”

“I’m not moving.”

He tried again, going higher instead of lower. “What’s wrong with me?”

“You’re shit-faced,” I reminded him as the room started to spin.

Then he touched my asshole with his dick. “Don’t do that!” I yelled.

“This is harder than I thought it would be.” We both laughed.

Giovanni groaned. “I need to fuck you so bad, I’m gonna die.”

“Please just fuck me already!” I screamed, frustrated.

Then he slid his dick up and down over my clit. “Oh, God!” I cried out. Then he did it twice more. “Oh, fuck!” I shouted and clutched Giovanni’s arms as I shook all over with ecstasy.

“Shut up!” We heard the bedroom door slam shut. I guess we were louder than we thought.

I looked up at Giovanni and realized my vision was getting blurry. I felt him try to push into my clit again…

I woke up to my name being called. I slowly opened my eyes. I had such a headache. Giovanni was still on top of me, which only surprised me for a few seconds.

“Crystal, Chad called a bunch of times looking for you.”

I blinked my eyes. I heard the words, but I had a terrible hangover and couldn’t respond right away. Then I realized Giovanni and I were naked and Rosario was in the room. I asked him, “Did you see anything?”

“No, Crystal, you guys are pretty covered up,” he replied. “Did you screw my brother last night?”

The blanket was still over us, which I was happy about. “I don’t know. I kinda crashed before it got that far.”

“Giovanni couldn’t do that to you if you passed out,” he assured me and handed me a phone.

I called Chad. “Baby, where did you go last night?”

“Giovanni’s.”

“Did you fuck him?” He sounded sad.

“No.”

“Good, come over. You probably have a massive hangover.”

“Yeah, OK.” Then I gave Rosario back the phone and he left the room, closing the door behind him.

I ran my hands up Giovanni’s bare back then through his hair. He started to stir a little. I wanted him to wake up and finish what we started the night before. Soon I felt his stiff dick moving between my thighs. I tilted my head back from just imagining what it would feel like inside of me. I wished I had the guts to roll us over and ride him.

As soon as I felt Giovanni move enough that his cock was pressing against my honey hole, he lifted his head and looked up at me. “Did we do what I think we did?”

“I don’t know. I passed out before that. We got really drunk, huh?”

He made a face that told me he had a hangover too. “My head sure feels like we did. I’m sorry if I did something to you that you didn’t want me to. I couldn’t help myself. I was so drunk I forgot we were just friends.”

He sighed and closed his eyes. “Your body felt so good under my hands. I can remember trying to have sex with you but I was so lit up I was completely uncoordinated. Maybe it’s a good thing. I would feel bad right now if that was not what you wanted to do last night.”

I wanted him to know how much I loved him and had hoped the night before he would have succeeded. I was still too afraid he did not feel the same. Sleeping together while you are both drunk is not the same as making love, which is what I really wanted.

I just responded with, “I was drunk but I wanted you to do it, so don’t worry.” My legs were wide open and around his.

Giovanni lifted his naked body off mine, kneeling between my legs. I could see he tried not to look at my body, but he failed. As he got to his knees, the blanket fell away. His body was amazing. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. I had never seen so much of him before. I wanted to reach out and touch him, but was afraid to.

He looked down at me. “What’s the sly look all about? You’re naked too, you know. Is that hangover of yours affecting you that much?”