Hot Garbage

9

When the movie was over, we went to change back into our swimsuits for the hot tub. Gene caught me outside my bedroom door and asked me to come with him to his room. I sent my friends into my room to change and went with him.

In his room, he closed and locked the door. My whole body tensed. He said no one would fuсk me today. Had he changed his mind?

“I’m going to take your vibrator and butt plug out, okay?” He asked.

I nodded, biting my lip. I was too nervous to speak.

Gene sat down on his bed and pulled me over his lap. I didn’t fight him. He rubbed my ass then pulled my skirt up and my panties down, exposing my ass to the air. I felt his finger rub my butt hole. I flinched away.

“Hush,” he said. “Dane thought he was going to be praised or something for what he did while you were with your friends. I’m sorry, Roxy. That wasn’t what the toys were supposed to be for. It was always supposed to be when you were alone or when you asked for it. This was just to get you used to it. If you’re going to be our ѕlut, you deserve to feel as good as we do.”

I felt him move and I knew that he was reaching for my butt plug. I turned my face toward him, my hair in my face from being bent over his lap.

“You promise?” I asked.

He didn’t respond. He simply took the butt plug in his hand and slowly drew it out of my ass. I could feel it pull at my asshole, stretching me open as it left. My puѕѕy clenched.

I felt a tug as he pulled the vibrator ball out. It was a slow exit that made me bite back a moan. Still, it felt so much better out. I was finally free from that thing.

Gene didn’t let me up immediately. Instead, he rubbed his hand over my dripping puѕѕy. His fingers spread me open and I waited to see what he would do next.

“You have a beautiful puѕѕy, Roxy,” Gene said.

His finger was rubbing against my c**t, sending waves of pleasure through me. I was dripping wet and seemed to be even more sensitive than before. I didn’t want this. I wanted to go be with my friends.

“Please,” I whimpered.

“Please what?” Gene asked.

“I don’t want this,” I told him.

“No more?” He asked.

He pressed against my c**t, rubbing it in slow circles. My hips began to press against his hand. I couldn’t stop myself, even knowing that I shouldn’t. I couldn’t help but want more.

“No more,” I said.

Gene pulled his hand away. I was aching for more. My body was screaming for it.

“How about some wine and the hot tub. You deserve it,” Gene said.

I felt him let me off of his lap. I quickly pulled my skirt down and panties up, my face red with shame. He watched me quietly.

Gene didn’t try to stop me as I unlocked the door and left his room. I went into the bathroom I shared with Dane and changed into my partly dry swimming suit. After, I went to find my friends and we headed downstairs.

Matt was in the kitchen, pulling out my mom’s large wine glasses. He smiled at us as we came in.

“Since it’s probably your first time drinking, I’ll make you up some spritzers with soda and blush wine. It will be sweeter and more palatable for you,” he told us.

“Thank you,” I said.

“Head on out and I’ll bring you your drinks,” Matt replied in a friendly tone.

We headed out to the back deck and climbed into the hot tub. Someone had already removed the cover. We sank into the heavenly hot water and Erin started the jets.

Matt came out with our drinks a few minutes later. He had three glasses almost full of spritzer, with three ice cubes in each. They were huge. Matt must have filled them half way with soda.

The spritzer was really sweet. It tasted good, but I didn’t think I was going to be able to drink more than a glass. Matt let us know to call out if we needed anything else. He was heading home, but Gene and Dane would be there if we needed them.

My friends and I chatted. We talked about all sorts of things. I felt my face growing red.

I didn’t say anything about what was happening. I didn’t know how to tell my friends about it. I couldn’t tell them that Gene and Matt were trying to train me to be their ѕlut, because that seemed impossible to believe.

Both men were considered pillars of the community. Erin and Ashley’s dads were friends with Gene. Both of my friends saw them as additional family.

If they didn’t believe me, I would lose them. They might tell their parents who would tell my mom. She might not believe me, either. It wasn’t worth the risk. I would just deal with it until my mom came home or I moved out.

At least I was on birth control, so I didn’t have to worry about how much they were сumming inside me. Dane probably didn’t know, but I knew Gene likely did. Mom was the one who took me to get them. She didn’t say she told him, but I wouldn’t assume differently.

The jets helped to distract me from my worries. As I relaxed, I felt the tiniest bit of relief from the embarrassment I felt. I just wished it wasn’t for something so fuсking stupid.

I started to notice that Erin and Ashley were spacing out. They seemed sleepy. Normally, we could stay up for whole weekends at a time. The wine and hot water must have made them sleepy.

Shaking my head, I called out for Dane and Gene to come help. They were out fast and pulled my friends from the water while I climbed out. It was weird that I didn’t even feel mildly buzzed while they were passing out, but I was really warm.

Dane and Gene carried my friends up to my room and left so I could help them dry off and get into their pajamas. They were kind of funny and cute when they were drunk. It took a while, but I finally got them settled and they curled up together in my bed.

With a sigh, I went out to the bathroom to take a quick shower and get changed for bed. Maybe it was because my friends were thin and I wasn’t that they got drunker than me, I pondered as I stripped and stepped into the spray of the shower. That made sense and I heard weighing more could make some things, like alcohol, less effective.

Still, it was a little strange. When I was finished in the shower, I went back into my room. Erin and Ashley had barely moved. They were cute as they snuggled up to each other, their heads resting on my pillows.

They didn’t stir as I climbed into bed. I was a bit tired, but it was more like exhaustion from cleaning up my friends and helping them get dressed.

I was just drifting off when I heard the door open. Dane slipped into the room, closing the door behind him. What the hell was he doing here?

The mattress depressed as he climbed into bed behind me. My eyes flew open as I felt his hand on my side. He was stroking my hip and thigh, teasing me as he followed the hem of my nightshirt.

“Shush,” he said. “It’s after midnight. You don’t want to wake them up, do you? You don’t want Ashley to see you getting fuсked by the boy she likes while she’s in the bed right next to you.”

I didn’t fight him as he pulled my nightshirt up and over my head. I was wearing only panties under it. He rubbed my puѕѕy through the material. His finger teased my c**t.

“Dane,” I said softly.

“It’s okay,” he whispered into my ear. “I know you want this.”

“We can’t.”

“You can,” he replied. “Shut up and enjoy it, Roxy.”

His hand slipped beneath my panties. The tip of his finger teased my c**t. He pressed against me, rubbing me.

“You’re wet,” Dane said. “You really want this, don’t you?”

“No,” I whimpered.

“Liar,” he said.

I let him pull my panties down. I felt the warmth of his body against my bare ass. I shivered at the contact. My puѕѕy was on fire. I could feel the heat radiating off of it.

He spent some time kissing and licking my neck and shoulders. It felt good, but I really wished he would just get to it. I was ready to be done with this.

“You’re so tight,” he said, emitting a soft sigh as he slowly pushed his cоck deep inside me.

Dane held me close, slowly pumping into me. His arms held me tight against his body. His diсk was deep inside me with each stroke. His hands roamed my body.

“You like this, Roxy, admit it,” he said.

“No,” I insisted.

“You’re getting tighter. You’re so hot. It’s like your puѕѕy is trying to squeeze the сum right out of my diсk.”

I whimpered again as I fought not to moan. This was so wrong. So dirty. I hated that I loved it.

“You’re going to сum again,” Dane said. “I can feel it. You’re going to сum all over my cоck.”

“No,” I gasped as he pulled his cоck all the way out of my puѕѕy.

“Beg me to fuсk you,” he said. “Beg me to fill your hot little сunt with сum.”

The heat that had been building inside me seemed to explode. I whimpered again and shook my head. I could feel my resolve weakening. I wanted it. I wanted his cоck. I wanted his сum. I wanted to watch my friends sleep obliviously next to me while I was fuсked.

“Beg me,” he said.

“Please,” I whispered.

His finger teased my c**t as he slowly pushed his diсk into my puѕѕy. I whimpered again.

“Say it,” he ordered.

“Fuсk me,” I said. “I want you to fill my puѕѕy with сum. Please.”

“That’s a good ѕlut,” he said as he started to move again.

I didn’t try to fight him. I just rested my head on the pillow and tried to not let my friends know what was happening as he fuсked me. I had to bite my lip to keep from moaning. I writhed against his body. I tried to move with him, but he held me tight.

My eyes rolled back. I moaned softly as my puѕѕy started to tighten again.

“That’s it,” he whispered. “I can feel your puѕѕy pulsing.”

I bit back a scream as he slammed into me. His hand was still on my c**t. He rubbed my nub as his cоck thrust into me.

“My diсk feels so fuсking good inside you,” he said. “Your puѕѕy is so tight. It’s hugging my cоck so hard.”

“Please...” I whimpered.

“That’s right, slut,” he said. “I’ll give you what you want.”

His hand kept rubbing my c**t as he fuсked me. It didn’t take long. I pulled my pillow against my face and cried out as my puѕѕy tightened around his cоck again. My оrgasm was hard and intense. He moaned and slammed into me. I could feel him pulsing inside me.

“Fuсk, Roxy, you made me сum. God it feels good to pump you full of my load.” he said.

He pulled back just a little and thrust into me again. I moaned as his cоck softened inside me. I could feel his сum as it pushed its way out of my puѕѕy.

“Did you like that?” he murmured in my ear. “Did you like getting fuсked while your friends were sleeping right next to you?”

“Yes,” I whispered, heat filling my face.

Dane stroked my hair as he pulled his cоck out of me and took his hand away from my c**t. I whimpered as the sensation of my оrgasm faded. I shuddered as I felt his сum drip out of my puѕѕy and over my thigh.

He grabbed my nightshirt and started cleaning his сum from my body before he pulled my panties back up. Dane went to my dresser and pulled out a tanktop, then tossed it at me. I put it on hurriedly. I didn’t want my friends to wake up and realize what had happened.

Coming back over to the bed, Dane leaned down and kissed me on the cheek. Then he left the room. I listened as he made his way down the hall.

I lay in bed, unable to sleep. I had a faint glow of shame and regret, but there was a deeper, more powerful emotion filling me. I was more turned on than I had ever been in my life.

It had been so depraved and filthy. I listened to the soft snores of my friends. I had hours until they would wake up. I rolled onto my back. I needed sleep, but it wouldn’t come.

I wanted more. I wanted to be fuсked. I wanted to сum. My body was electrified and wanted to hit those highs.

There was only one answer and I hated having to do it. I looked at the clock and then looked at my friends. Then I did something I had never done before.

Slipping out of my bed, I straightened out my tanktop and quietly made my way out of my bedroom. Please forgive me, mom. I needed a cоck.