My Pack chapter five
#5 of My pack
Chapter five, here it is. Little less time in the past, more in the present building on events that are going on currently. Well here it is without further delay, thanks for reading and hope you enjoy it ^_^
I felt better after talking to Eric. It made me realize how far I have come. The rest of the day zipped by. I walked home to change into my practice uniform. The season didn't start until Spring but that was no reason for coach to let us sit around. I beat Eric home and dashed up to our room to change. Aiden was already home, door closed like usual. I just walked into our room and kicked off my shoes.
Slipping my pants off, my furry sheath and balls exposed to the cool air. I walked over to the dresser I shared with Torban and pulled out a jockstrap. My ear perked, the floor behind my creaked and I turned to look at the door. Aiden just stood there, blushing. "I..uh..water." he said before walking down the stairs. "Right, just a butt dude. Not like my cock was out there for you to see." I said to myself before slipping the jock on.
Eric walked in after I had my jersey on. "Something hold you up?" I asked him. He shook his head, "No. Aiden is blushing though, what did you do?" I sighed, pulling up my athletic socks one at a time. "Didn't close the door, so he got a look at my doggy ass on his way by. I didn't flash him or anything. I swear he is really shy around guys or he is gay." Eric chuckled, "Doubt he is gay. Just a submissive straight guy."
"I guess, if he was a fag he would have came out already. I mean it's just us, the house of Gay. He better not kiss you, gay or not you're mine. Same with that lion we live with." I started to put my tennis shoes back on while Eric undressed. "You're a territorial one today." I looked at him, "Well yeah. Wouldn't want some young twink to steal away my jocks."
"Aiden isn't gay," Eric said chuckling softly. I raised a brow and leaned my side against the foot board of the bed. "Oh? It explains everything, lack of girlfriend. His timid behavior around other guys. His secret desire to suck Victor's balls." I was grinning at Eric now. "What about my balls?" Victor asked. I turned towards the door. "Dude, you're like a ninja today or something."
"No, you were just too busy making a case against Aiden's sexuality." Eric said. Victor leaned against the door frame. "He is a bit odd 'ave to admit that," Victor said. I pointed at Victor, "See, he can sense it too. We have to have an intervention before his repressed feelings turn to fag hate." Eric tossed his shirt at me, "Hush you. You're no better then the douche bags who call guys fags to be mean and hurtful. You're invention something that isn't there."
"I can find out for yeh," Victor offered. Eric gave him a look. "You will behave and let him live his life in peace." Victor held up his hands, "Sorry mate. Just trying to be 'elpful is all." I shrugged, "Just wish he wasn't so weird around us. But I cant really say he isn't around girls. Doesn't talk to any of them either."
"See? You're just being a jerk to a poor helpless introvert." Eric said putting his case to rest. "Would be funny to let Victor do his thing though," I said with a grin. Eric growled softly, "Kimber." I looked at him wide eyed, "What? I didn't do anything wrong." Victor chuckled, enjoying the show. "You're giving him ideas and the last thing we need is for him to tell your dad about naked men walking the halls."
"Fine, hurry up and get dressed bitch. We have football to play." I told him. Victor took a step back, "And I have to be getting on as well." Eric pulled on his shorts and slipped into his jersey. I grabbed our bag while he put his tennis shoes on. "Ready?" I asked him. He stood up, "Yeah let's get going babe."
Coach had us running laps and practicing ball handling. I wanted to comment to Eric about how us gays know how to handle balls but he was across the field practicing with other guys. So I just worked on maneuvering my ball down field. Looking for an open teammate to pass the ball to. The bunny next to me made a move for the ball and I went down. Hitting the ground hard, I groaned and silently cursed him. "Keller! Get your tail off the ground and get that ball back!" Coach Carson yelled at me.
I got back up and ran for the ball. The bunny kicked but our goalie intercepted. Spiking the ball across the field and right by me. My cleats dug into the earth beneath my while I ran with everything I had. Taking control of the ball, I scanned the field and saw Mike was open, and near the goal. I spiked the ball over the head of a cheetah who was almost on top of me.
He turned his head and changed direction and I kept on him. Mike jumped up and head butted the ball right between the goalies hands. I gave the wolf a nod, smiling about getting a point on the board. By the end of practice I was covered in sweat, grass and dirt. The rabbit was fierce, every time I would get the ball he was there trying to take it from me. We were both first string, but this was his second year while it was only my first.
I looked at Eric while we walked back to the house. "Issac is vicious on the field," I said to him. He chuckled, "Yeah I saw him take you down. How's your leg?" I shrugged, "Shin guard took the brunt of it. Probably bruised a bit." Eric wrapped his arm across my shoulders. "Thinking what I'm thinking?" he asked purring into my ear. I grinned, endorphins still coursing through me.
He pushed open the door quickly and I pulled him into a tight hug. Kissing him deeply, our tongues meeting between us before mine entered his maw. I panted through my nose, forcefully leading the way to the couch. I couldn't wait for the trip upstairs and neither could he. Our bodies were sore, but inside of us the endorphins released during our labors made us feel strong.
I pushed him back onto the couch and yanked down his pants. His hard cock poking out of the top of his jockstrap. I felt great, strong, invincible. I kicked off my shoes and tossed my jersey behind me. Eric just watched me, purring softly and enjoying the show and his high. That's how I felt, like I was on the greatest drug there was. I felt good, and horny.
"Um, carry on blokes. I'm just passing by." Victor said. Eric sat up and watched him climb up the stairs. Then he looked back at me, he didn't give a fuck and neither did I. He pulled down my shorts and jock. Giving my hard canine cock a long slow stroke. "Fuck me puppy, fuck me hard." I moaned softly and pulled off his jockstrap to free his cock. He stroked me with his left hand while getting the lube with his right. The tube tucked just under the couch, out of sight but still within reach.
Torban sprinted down the stairs while Eric lubed me up. Pre dripped from my tip and he just added it to the cool gel he smeared over me. Torban grabbed the tube from him, not wanting to miss out. He knew well how we felt after a workout. "Right on time," He said and I heard the slick sound of him stroking his cock. "Hurry, fuck me." Eric begged. I smiled down at him and lined my tip up with his hole. Moving my tail out of the way for Torban.
I pushed into my tiger and we both moaned softly as I slowly worked into him. Torban wasted no time in pushing his cock into me. I grabbed Eric's hips, pushing into him fully while our mate hilted my tight ass. I didn't give Eric much of a pause before I pulled back. Torban's hips moving with mine. This was a dance we have done many times before and our motions were perfectly timed. Eric mewed and moaned, clenching around me.
Gods it was perfect, Torban moaned into my ear while Eric moaned under me. My skin burned, my cock ached and I felt lighter than air. I growled softly, picking up the pace. Torban matching me thrust for thrust. The scent of sweaty men hung in the air, adding to my intoxication. My knot started to swell and I wrapped my hand around Eric's cock. Stroking him slowly while I pounded his ass. Pressure building steadily in my shaft.
My end was nearing and it felt amazing. Eric clenched and pushed his hips back into me with every thrust. I pushed my knot into him, tensing up as his hot flesh wrapped around my sensitive knot. I gave him a few more thrusts. His cock erupting in my hand, coating us both in shot after shot of his seed. My own orgasm coming right behind his. I howled like a feral, my balls pulling up and pumping my bitch full of hot, thick canine seed.
Torban tensed, moaning deeply as his orgasm fell right behind mine. I clenched around his spurting dick and he kept bucking into me while he blew his load. I panted heavily, just sitting on the couch on my knees. Tied to Eric, with Torban still buried in my ass. The high we were riding was still in full swing. It felt so good, I smiled and murred softly. Torban nuzzled my cheek and I sniffed him. He was sweaty too, "Lifting weights?"
He nodded, "Sex always feels better after a workout." Eric just laid there, basking in the afterglow. "Learned that from you two, sex is amazing after." I said to him. He held me tightly against him. Torban's softening cock slipped from me, but he just kept holding me. Victor peeked down from the top of the stairs, looking between the rails at us. Eric was hidden from view by the back of the couch but he knew what we did.
"Yeh three are kinda loud, yeh know?" he asked. My ears twitched and I looked at him. "You liked it and you know it," I said to him. Resting my head against the back of the couch, smiling dreamily at him. "Well yeah, but yeh know, Aiden." I raised a brow, "Not the first time he has heard us going at it. He probably put on some music or something." I didn't give a fuck about anything in that moment. I was in an amazing place and I was going to enjoy every moment of it.
"I don't hear any music," Victor said motioning with his head down the hallway. I sighed, "He has headphones, noise canceling. Probably put them on when he heard Eric begging like a bitch in heat for her male to plow her." Eric opened his eyes and looked up at me. I saw the green orbs out of the corner of my eye. "Go check Victor," Eric purred still enjoying himself. "Alright," he said before vanishing from view.
Torban nibbled my neck, "Round two?" I murred softly, slowly losing my high. "Better make it quick, workout high is fading fast." Torban licked and nibbled my neck, making me moan softly while I started to stroke Eric's soft cock. I gave Eric a firm thrust, my knot still hard inside of him. He moaned and clenched around me. I felt Torban press his tip against my used hole.
He pushed into me slowly and I gave Eric another thrust. Torban's hips meet my rump and he pulled back to his barbed tip. They felt nice, ribbed for my pleasure. We moaned steadily, Torban giving me long full thrusts while I gave Eric deep slow ones. My knot making it hard to move any further back. It took us longer than it did the first time, but we were all moaning loudly and near the edge within an hour.
I moaned loudly, cumming into Eric again. Torban was next to unload, giving my ass another coat of sticky lion jizz. I stroked Eric faster, his cock throbbing in my hand while it shot cum all over us once more. I panted heavily and laid down on top of Eric. His cum matting our fur. Torban pulled from me slowly and picked up his clothes.
He came back a few minutes later with a wet towel and I sat up so he could wipe up Eric's mess. I gave him a lick on the cheek while he got the cum out of my fur before working on Eric. The tiger purred softly and smiled up at us. "It's a hell of a drug," he half said, half moaned. I chuckled and Torban kissed him softly. "Sure is kitty," I said softly while they kissed. My ears perked and I looked back at the stairs.
"I half expected Victor to come back while we were in the middle of our second round." Torban broke his kiss with Eric and shrugged. "Probably didn't want to feel like a creeper watching us go at it like feral beasts," Eric said. I looked down at him, "Yeah. I don't mind an audience. You're the shy one when it comes to sex." Eric growled playfully, "Don't want the whole world to see us in the act."
"Prude," Torban said taking a seat in the easy chair next to the couch. "I can be, yes." I chuckled and nuzzled Eric. "We still love you though," I told him. He purred softly and wrapped his arms around me. "I love you two too," he said softly. Torban pulled out his cell, "Pizza?" I yawned and snuggled into Eric, "Sounds good to me."
"Yeah, just wait a bit for someone to shrink a bit before you call." Eric told him. Torban sighed, "If you two waited until you were in the bedroom then all three of us could cuddle." I looked over at him. "We can, if Eric sits in my lap you can take the edge. Wont be very comfy, but we will all be together." Eric sat up carefully maneuvering himself into my lap with help from me.
Torban slid into place behind him. His leg sliding along the back of the couch between me and it. I smiled at them both, "Better?" Torban nodded, "Yeah. I feel weird being the only one with clothes though." Eric turned his head to look back at him. "Well once I'm free I will be dressed too." I raised a brow, "Free? So you're being held against your will?"
"Not against my will, though sometimes your canine parts make it hard for us to go about our day." Torban chuckled, "You never complained about it. A few times you even begged for him to tie you." Eric growled playfully, "It is nice but you try being tied to him when you have a house full of people." Torban shook his head, "I'm not that big on bottoming."
"Finish my story?" I asked them. Torban looked at me confused, "Story?" I gave him a nod, "Told Eric about the whole...incident during our break. Want to hear what happened after?" Torban sighed, he was never really comfortable talking about it. I needed help and he wasn't there to give it to me. He felt somewhat to blame for what happened. "It's okay big kitty, you didn't do anything wrong. No one is to blame for what happened."
"Yeah, just you were so different after. It hurt so much and I couldn't do anything to make you feel better." I rubbed his shoulder, "It's better now. You want to talk about it? Might be beneficial for you to get it out there. Stop feeling guilty about what happened." He shook his head, "No, story telling is more your thing. So go on and tell it to us." He said.
I woke up in Eric's arms, but panic set in right after. I shot up and backed away from him. Falling onto my back onto the floor. I couldn't breath, I tugged on my collar trying to get it off. Eric pulled me against him and I fought to get free. When I saw Torban I lost it, "Gods no!" Eric held me tightly against him and Torban lowered his ears.
"What's wrong with him?" Torban asked. Eric shook his head, "I really don't know. He needs help I cant give him." I clung to Eric tightly, whimpering and crying into his furry chest. Torban growled and I curled up best I could while not letting go of Eric. "Torban, relax. You're just scaring him more." He sighed and sat back on the bed.
"I just want to break him in half for what he did to my puppy." Eric rubbed a hand across my back, "Me too but right now he needs us." Torban snorted, "He needs you. He flips out when he sees me. My own mate is terrified of me." My breathing slowed and I flicked an ear. "I'm sorry Torban, I don't know what's wrong with me." He sighed, "Not your fault. That ass hat is the one who fucked you up. Just want to beat him a little, beat him a little more, then finish him with an extra hard beating."
"I have a cousin who is a psychologist, maybe she will have some advice for what to do." Eric said. I looked up at him, "No, no one can know. I don't want anyone to know and I wont talk about it." He kissed my forehead, "I wont tell her it was you. I will just ask and see what she has to say on the subject. Anything would be helpful, even if only from a general conversation about rape victims." Rape, the word just wouldn't go away. I snorted, getting a little annoyed about the whole thing.
"Tell her what you want just leave me out of it. I'm not some stupid bitch who got attacked in a dark alley. I wasn't a victim, wrong place wrong time. Now get over it because I'm sure as hell done with it." Eric looked down at me surprised at the agitation. I looked away from him and started to cry. What the fuck was wrong with me? I let go of Eric and curled into a ball on the floor. Silently sobbing to myself.
"I'm going to go make that phone call, stay with him." Eric said before I heard the door close. My ear flicked at the sound, then there was only silence. Panic started to set in, my heart raced and I couldn't breath. "Eric?" I asked not moving. I tensed feeling a hand on my side. My breathing slowly returning to normal. I went to turn my head, "No don't. Just don't look at me puppy." The words shocked me at first, I felt hurt.
I felt Torban laying next to me, wrapping his arm around me protectively. "Don't like being alone?" he asked me. I shook my head, "No. I don't want to be alone, ever." He rested his head against mine. "Looking at me sets you off too, because he was a lion like me?" I tensed up and anxiety started to set in again.
Torban held me tightly, "Shhh...you're safe now." My ear perked, safe? Memories of being held and told that came back to me. This was safe, I wasn't going to be hurt again. I started to relax, "Great. I am doomed to forever be held or die of a panic attack. Cant hide that from my parents." I laid my ears back and sighed. "We will fix this puppy, no matter what it takes we will fix this." I just laid there, feeling at ease while being held.
Every time I thought about Torban I would tense up. But he would just hold me and tell me I was safe. "I'm damaged goods," I said breaking down again. Torban held my back firmly against his chest. "No you're not puppy, you're just as desirable as you were when I first saw you." I didn't feel like it, I felt low and dirty. Torban stayed with me the whole time. Keeping me safe until Eric came back into the room.
I heard the box spring squeak when he sat on the bed. "It will take time but he will get through this. Right now he is in the initial stage of Rape Trauma Syndrome. Mood swings are to be expected, and a few other things he has already started showing signs of. It's like Post Traumatic Stress, he will have flash backs. Since he hasn't blocked out the event entirely."
"You don't have to talk like I'm not here Eric," I said softly taking in what he was saying. "What about his anxiety and fear of lions?" Torban asked. I tensed slightly and he purred into my ear causing me to relax. "Anything that reminds him of what happened, sights, smells, anything like that can set him off. We just have to limit that and ride out what he goes through."
"How long?" I asked him not looking at him. Eric sighed, "The initial stage can last anywhere from a few days to months. The second stage, anywhere from months, to years. But with support I don't see you being like this for too long. I'm worried about what you may start doing to try and cope with it. Drugs, alcohol, pretty common to fall on such things to escape what happened."
I tensed up and felt sick, "I didn't want any of that before and I sure as hell don't want it now." Torban kissed the back of my neck, not saying anything else. "Yeah, he was drunk and on something last night that's for sure." Eric said. "Kamau handled it, so both of you can relax." Torban gave me a firm squeeze and I pressed back into him. Kamau made me feel safe, just like this and he was a lion.
"Still mad at him for what he did," Torban said softly. I sighed, "I don't want to see him ever again. Does anyone else know?" I looked up at Eric. "They know, hard to hide something like this from them puppy. Especially given who was involved and who found you." I whimpered, "They wont tell anyone else will they?" Torban gave me a firm squeeze, "They wont I promise." I relaxed again and sighed.
"What about during the Holidays? I don't want to be alone, how will we work that out?" I started to cry again, thinking about being alone and vulnerable. "My parents will let me stay with you. If yours don't want me to I can sneak in and out." Torban said. I tensed up again, "Alone with you?" He nuzzled my cheek, "Just keep your eyes closed and trust me. We will work around this fear of yours."
I murred softly, "You two are the best." My ear perked when someone knocked on Torban's door. Eric placed a blanket over me and Torban to cover our nude bodies before he opened the door. "Yes?" he asked. I pressed back into Torban as hard as I could and he tightened his hug. "How is he doing?" Missis Jang asked. Eric sighed, "He has his ups and downs. Will be like that for a while. He doesn't want anyone to know, or ask about it."
"I'm sorry this happened to him. Rolf will be dealt with, but he has asked to talk to him. Not sure what he was taking, but he says he didn't mean to hurt him." I whimpered softly and Torban nuzzled my cheek. "Not right now, he needs time to heal. What will be done with him?" I listened, wanting to know, torn between feeling bad for him and hating him.
"His father has been told, and he will be going to see a professional. Since Kimber doesn't want to push for legal action." Missis Jang said. Help was what he needed, the attack was uncalled for but he wasn't himself. "Thank you, could you get him something? He probably isn't hungry but he needs something light to nibble on and something to drink." Eric asked.
"Sure, let me go get something for him. You two want anything?" she asked Eric and Torban. "I cant eat right now, too upset." Torban said. "I just want to talk to him, maybe some toast and coffee while I'm out there." I heard the door close again and I slowly looked back at Torban. Panic set in but I took a deep breath and forced it away. "You need to eat big kitty, no reason to be hungry."
"I just want to keep you safe, failed that once already. Not sure how to feel other than angry." he said to me. I hugged him tightly, remembering my silent pleas for help. "You couldn't have known. No more than I could have known he was too drugged up to listen to reason. Or that he was going to hurt me. I will fight my way through this." I cried into his soft, tan chest fur. He held me against him, remaining quiet after that.
I looked at him, tensing but fighting the anxiety with everything I had. So many happy memories with him. Our first day together, first kiss, all the times he held me. I smiled at him weakly and wiped the tears from my eyes. "Come on, we need to get dressed and get out of this room." We stood up and he put on some pants. Looking for a pair of older ones that would fit me.
The ones he handed me were loose but they worked. He handed me a nylon belt, the kind with the two rings and I cinched pants in place with it. Picking up my shirt from yesterday and slipping it on. My tail barely fitting through the feline tail hole in the pants. "You sure you want to go out there?" Torban asked me. I took his hand in mine, "Yeah just stay with me. I need one of my kitties to keep me safe."
I pushed open the door and took a breath before stepping into the hallway. I looked down the hall, passed the kitchen where the guest room was located. I can do this, Eric is down there and Torban will fuck up Rolf so bad he would be lucky to live if he tried anything. Each step I took seemed to take a lifetime to make. Kamau sat in the living room with Mister Jang. The silence was strange to me. They didn't say anything to me as we made our way passed them. Missis Jang was too busy in the kitchen to notice us.
The door was closed but I could hear Eric on the other side. He was angry, almost shouting. I laid my ears back and pushed the door open. Panic set in and I couldn't breath. So much for being strong, first thing I did when I saw Rolf was seize up. Torban pulled me back against him. He was angry but he held back his growl for me. "Get him out of here!" Eric yelled at Torban. "No, I need to do this."
Eric sighed and Rolf just sat there with his ears back. I closed my eyes and pressed my nose to Torban. Taking a deep breath, needing his scent to help me through this. "I just need to know why," I said with my eyes still closed. There were a few seconds of silence before Rolf said anything. "It wasn't intentional, I swear it wasn't. Sometimes when I get drunk I get aggressive, never really had a problem with it aside from fighting with people. Never hurt anyone like that though."
He paused for a second before continuing. "That could have been the trail mix more than the beer." I looked at Rolf, fighting to stay in control. "You cant put all that off on a bad trip or whatever. You hurt me, I'm going to be fucked up for who knows how long because of what happened. You wont hurt anyone else, ever again." I said getting angry. He may have looked the same, but this was not the guy who raped me last night and I had no problem being around him now.
"Trail mix?" Eric asked trying to defuse the situation. I growled softly and looked at him. "Viagra mixed with ecstasy, crystal meth or cocaine. It is supposed to make sex amazing." I snuggled into Torban slowly starting to calm down. "I'm really sorry it happened and I'm going to get help so it doesn't happen again." Rolf said. I clenched my hand into a fist, starting to break down again. "Better not, if it does you wont have to worry about these two killing you because I will do it myself you sick bastard."
I was angry again in an instant. "You so much as drink or touch that shit again and I find out, I will neuter your ass with my claws." Torban held me tightly against him and I growled at Rolf. He just sat there and listened to everything I said to him. "I have scars because of that shit. I cant even look at Torban without having to fight a panic attack. Not to mention my ass, once it heals your claw marks will still be there, where you put them. You ignored my pleas and cries."
" If ever there was a time I wanted to tell anyone what happened, it is right now. Just so you will know what I went through while your drunk ass raped me. You held me down, beat me, cut me with your claws, threatened me, raped me and then left me out in the cold for who knows how long. You hurt me in ways that no one should ever be hurt. Never again, never again." By the end of saying all that I was crying again. Eric walked over to hold me between him and Torban.
Rolf just sat on the bed in silence. I was too upset to care about him right now. Talking about the night before brought up memories I didn't want to think about. But I had to, the only way for me to move on with my life was to fight this head on. Eric wiped the tears from my eyes and I sniffed lightly. "Let's get you back to bed puppy," he said. Torban picked me up and cradled me in his strong arms.
I pulled my soft knot from Eric causing him to moan softly. "Kind of a mood killer isn't it?" I asked them. Torban sat up and kissed my cheek, "You're the one who told it. Just happy that you're doing better now." Eric nodded his head slowly, "Told you he was back to his old self." I shrugged, "New self not old self. I like me better like this. Athletic and happy with my sexy guys."
Torban chuckled, "Alright pizza now?" I licked his cheek, "Yes please." Eric slowly got up from the couch. Stretching his legs and shaking a little while he tried to get dressed again. I smiled and slowly got up to do the same. Putting my shorts and jersey back on. I sat back on the couch and sighed, "That's one thing I wont miss. The mood swings, like some kind of emo bitch."
"You weren't that bad puppy," Eric said sitting back in the middle. "It was bad, remember when I growled at you and told you to fuck off because you left me out there to freeze?" Eric pulled me into him, "You didn't mean it. Besides by then we were used to your agitated outbursts. The only one that hurt anyone was when you blamed Torban for not coming to save you." I pulled my ears back and looked at Torban who seemed a little hurt as well.
"I'm sorry big kitty, that was really fucked up of me. I know if you knew I was being hurt you would have been there to save me." Torban sighed, "It's okay puppy. Still feel bad that jerk hurt you like that." I shook my head, "Was the drugs more than anything. You saw him after, he felt as low as I did for what he did to me." I snuggled into Eric, "Besides I forgave him for what happened. Remember? He needed my permission to visit for Christmas last year."
"Didn't make it any less awkward to be around him though," Eric said. I chuckled, "It was a little weird but life goes on. No more rape trauma and I don't even have any stupid phobias aside from the Vietnam flashbacks I get from booze scent, that's the only trigger I have left." Torban smiled and placed his hand on top of mine. We sat there on the couch like that for a while longer before Torban called to order us three large pizzas.
"How was hanging out with the guys?" I asked Torban. He stretched and pulled Eric into him. "Didn't hang out long, wanted to get back and workout before you two got home. If I don't time it right then it isn't as fun." He nuzzled Eric's cheek, "How was practice?" Eric purred and relaxed into him. "It was good, though Kimber was taken down by a bunny."
"Not fair, that is the bunny from hell. He matched me step for step. That is unnatural or something." Eric chuckled, "He has been athletic longer than you. Otherwise your crazy speed would put you ahead of him." I was faster than most guys around, finding someone who could match me wasn't an issue until Issac came along.
"I'm still faster than you," I said sticking my tongue out at him. Torban rolled his eyes, "Did it hurt?" I shook my head, "Not really. I probably have a bruise my my shin guard did it's job. You should have heard that puma yelling at me to get back up. Mike and I were the only first string guys on our team during practice. We barely won our match."
"Yeah but you still won, and the other team had three first stringers." Eric said. I snorted, "Like they needed them, Issac could have done it himself." Eric kissed my cheek, "He is your teammate. Be thankful for that." I was thankful for that, between Eric and Issac our team dominated during games. With me as first string this year coach was sure we would win it all this time.
"Run faster ladies, college cup, can you taste it yet? Then run some more. What was that? Back talk, even more laps, with pink tutus on." I said sounding nothing like coach Carson. Eric laughed, "He has almost said all of that. You exaggerated a bit towards the end." I shrugged, "So? Point is he needs a hobby. Or a lady friend to blow him, or a guy to blow him. Someone needs to blow him."
"You volunteering for the job?" Torban asked. I raised a brow, "Well he is athletic. Low percentage of body fat and you know I like kitties." Eric growled playfully, "Hey now. No blowing anyone who isn't in this room." I chuckled, "Would have been funny if Victor walked in just as you were saying that." A knock on the door jerked me away from teasing him further. Torban sat up and got off the couch to open the door.
The smell of hot pizza poured into the house. Torban paid for our dinner and carried the boxes into the dinning room. Eric and I followed right behind him, not having eaten anything since lunch. Eric grabbed the plates from the cabinet and set them on the table next to the boxes. Torban opened the one on top. My stomach growled and I nodded approvingly at it. "That's right belly, time for your feeding."
Eric handed me a plate, "Stop being a dork." I shook my head, "Nope. Besides you fell in love with this dork, remember?" Torban chuckled and nibbled my cheek, "I sure did." I grabbed a slice of the supreme pizza barely getting it onto my plate before having to blow on my fingers. "Hot! Hot! Hot!" I said between blows. "I sure am," Torban said wiggling his eye brows up and down.
I chuckled and patted his ass, "Mmm...you sure are. Baby, baby, you got what doggy likes most of all." Eric chuckled, "Let me guess. A penis?" I grinned at him, "You knows it. This dog is all about the big D. Dick." Torban laughed, "There is just no stopping you now is there?" I wrapped my arms around his waist. "Well, a few singles in my waist band might convince me to."
"At it again? A guy cant go anywhere in this bloody house without dealing with this." I chuckled and looked at Victor. "Hello there hot stuff," I said to him. Eric spanked my ass firmly, "Bad dog. Flirts are for your kitties only." I lowered my ears, "Yes Master, pup is sorry." Victor held up a hand. "I don't need to know what kinky shit yer into."
"He's just messing around Victor. We're not into that kind of thing." Eric told him. I snorted, "Speak for yourself prude. Torban is a leather daddy when it's just me and him." Torban laughed and Eric just shook his head. I looked at Victor, "Surprised Aiden didn't follow you down. There is food." His ears flicked lightly, "Well yeh three were bringing down the house with all yer noise."
I shrugged, "I guess." Eric sighed, "Great what will we do about our pent up after workout energy?" I let go of Torban and set my plate on the table. "We will work something out, let me go see if he heard us or not." I walked passed Victor and stopped. Sniffing the air, "Dude?" He looked at me nervously. "You didn't," I said to him.
"I didn't mean to, just kinda happened. Yeh know?" I looked at Eric, "I told you. You owe me some butt sex. Drop 'em and spread 'em right now." Victor held up a hand, "Doesn't prove anything. I mean, straight guys do get curious and we didn't even do that much." I nodded slowly, "Uh huh, I got ya. I can smell him on you. My brother's scent, on you. Close enough to count for something."
"Was just some snogging, and rubbing." Victor said. I looked back at Eric, "Close enough for me. Sex time, get naked." He shook his head and leaned against the wall. "Victor was there and he doesn't even know where Aiden is aligned. We cant jump to conclusions like that. Only Aiden knows where he stands. So until he says he is gay, you are still on the losing side of this."
"Come on, bi is like half gay. So even then I'm half right. Plus being curious just makes him hetero flexible, which is a small percentage of win for my case. Wait, what did he do?" I asked Victor. He looked at me nervously, "Well yeh know he touched mine. I touched his, didn't do much more than that."
"Great, so he was horny and took advantage of a warm paw around his dick. That is so straight guy right there. Most he will do is let you suck his dick. That way he can distance himself from the gay. Curious straight guys are never any fun." I said.
"Dude, he's your brother." Torban said. I shrugged, "So. I'm not the one jerking him off so what do I care. Just figured with the shyness maybe he had a reason or something." Eric shook his head, "Doesn't need one. He is just a young male, trying something new. Once his shyness goes away he will probably find a girl to date." I sat down at the table, "I guess. Gay siblings, that is something that never happens."
"Actually there are very rare cases of it happening. Though more often than not it involves twins. Since the gay is something we get from the womb." Victor looked at me, "You're really being weird about this." I held up a hand, "Whoa now. I mean with everything that has gone on here and his reactions. Am I really the only one who thought he was a closet case?"
Torban shrugged, "I'm with Eric on this one. From what I have seen of him, he is timid. Victor was horny, he was pent up. One time deal, I doubt it will go on to him having Victor suck him off." Eric nodded his head in agreement. "Fine, I will forget about it. Until something else happens and proves my point." Eric sighed, "You need straight friends. Too much time with the gay is making you weird."
I picked up my slice of pizza and bit into it. Maybe Eric was right, I didn't have any local straight friends. Maybe I was just pushing gay onto him to make him fit into our queer world. Straight guys did do things, some of them anyway. I looked at straight porn once, doesn't make me straight. Koochie just isn't my thing.
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