Realizing
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Otello
Sorry, not sorry.
Giovanni was hot, and Dante had been neglecting me. Not that I wouldn’t want to su*k him off regardless.
I wasn’t expecting the look on his face. I figured he’d yell out, punch me or run away fast. Instead his eyes widened and he gulped.
Interesting.
“What, what do you mean? Like, you want to?”
Poor guy, I was suddenly making him question everything he knew up until now, as far as who he wanted to su*k his di*k.
“You’re over thinking it man, I like su*king di*k. You like getting your di*k su*ked. Me and Dante have kept it hidden, no one needs to know.”
“I don’t know Otello, I’ve never even thought about fooling around with a guy. What if Tori finds out?”
Might be a good point, but I had a feeling our little kitten would be turned on watching us go at it.
“Look, just let me try something. If you don’t like it, we stop. Me and Dante planned on telling Tori when they get back anyways. If she digs it, we could have plenty of fun together, all of us.”
He looked shocked, but intrigued. Slowly I pushed my hand under the covers and over his thigh. I was extremely happy to feel the goosebumps on his skin. So far, he hadn’t pushed me away so I reached in further, pulling his waist band out.
To my delightful surprise, he was rock hard. I still my hand around his co*k and waited. For some kind of sign of distress but thankfully, he started rocking his hips into my hand. Fu*k.
Before I could make him doubt this, I ripped the covers down and pulled his shirts down.
“Stop me now Giovanni, or I’ll have you finishing in my mouth.”
He nodded, that was a giant green flag for me.
I straddled his legs and took him into my mouth. He tasted fu*king amazing. Like man and soap.
Dante was massive, not like Giovanni was small by any means, but I was immediately turned on even more by the fact that I could swallow him all.
The first groan out of his mouth hit me like a freight train. I took my raging hard di*k and started stroking it.
“Fu*k Otello. That feels amazing. Please don’t stop.”
I couldn’t, I wouldn’t. I just hoped I was telepathically telling him this.
Finally he gripped my head and started moving in and out of mouth. My hand jerked myself hard. I was hanging on for dear life. I wanted him to finish before me, that was the ultimate goal. Luckily for me he grunted and released down my throat. That did me in.
“Fu*k, Otello!”
Amazing.
Giovanni
Holy he*l. I don’t know what came over me allowing this to happen, but I wasn’t even mad.
Otello knew what he was doing.
Part of me felt like I should be ashamed. My upbringing made something like this worse than mu*der. But I didn’t feel that way, if anything I felt closer to Otello.
It felt natural. As soon as he touched me, I didn’t feel off, I didn’t feel repulsed. My only concern now was Tori.
I hoped she would accept us for experimenting like this. It wasn’t like we all didn’t need her, this trio would never be what we are today without her.
“They’ll be back in a few days. We keep her safe. She might hate us for locking her away but we have to.”
Guy read my mind.
“Ya, let’s get some sleep.”
“If I didn’t think you were slightly weirded out I’d demand to cuddle, but I appreciate your openness, Giovanni. Thanks for opening up. Keep an open mind. We are are a family now.”
Fu*king facts. What a strange family this little girl and baby were going to have. But it was our family, and they would be safe.
Dante
The guys were quiet and it was starting to bother me. They probably were trying to give us some alone time but I was dy*ng to know what information they had found, if any.
The trip was amazing. My girls were thoroughly happy and that made me a very proud man. I could tell Tori was bummed out to leave, but I had no doubt she missed the guys, and Mia as well. She definitely had her moments where she yelled out their names randomly.
I may have bought a special gift for Tori aside from the dozens of others I showered her and Mia with. A ring. A ring I would put on her finger and walk her down the aisle with. As soon as that di*k head was gone that is.
The flight home was quiet, but as soon as I texted the group chat that we were almost home my phone exploded.
Group chat texts, individual texts from Otello and Giovanni. I wasn’t sure what to read first, but one text from Otello stood out.
*We need to meet with you ASAP. Got a meeting with Massimo but me, you and Giovanni need to meet up first. My house when you guys get back.*
Since when did we have meetings behind Massimo’s back? The old me would tell him to get fu*ked, but I knew it had something to do with Tori and that changed the rules.
Lucky for me I didn’t have to explain much to Tori. I had a meeting and both her and Mia were exhausted.
As soon as I got them settled, I raced to Otellos place. When I let myself in and walked to the office, pushing my way inside. Both of them looked grim, like they were waiting to break some news.
“Hey man, hope you guys had a good time.”
“Ya, and you a*sholes have been keeping something from me, so spill.”
They looked at each other like they were having a silent conversation on how to break the news to me without me going postal, smart.
Giovanni was the first to speak, also a smart move.
“Otello did some digging around at Mario’s. He had some suspicious pictures of Tori, over the years. He’s obsessed.”
My blood boiled and my stomach curdled. I knew what he was saying without actually saying it. She was his blood but he didn’t care, he wanted her.
We suspected something growing up but all of us stupidly ignored it. No way a brother would assault his sister, right?
“We meet with Massimo, now. This sh*t with Mario and Bianca ends now.”
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