I look them both up and down and see their throbbing cocks standing at attention.
Oh…well, fuck.
I strain my wrists against them, even though I’m not really sure what I’ll do if I’m able to wrench them free.
Take a dick in each hand, more likely than not.
But they’re stronger than I am. Infinitely stronger.
They hold me tight.
“You’re fucking hot, Kara. You have nothing to hide here,” says Eric.
His words resonate with me. I haven’t really…revealed myself to anyone since I lost the weight. I just don’t know how to explain the stretch marks or slightly loose skin.
You don’t lose as much weight as I do and immediately go pose for Playboy. The body remembers, and I haven’t yet learned how to bear my scars with pride.
But then, before I can lose myself in Eric’s flattery, suddenly it hits me.
“What are you doing in here?” I ask. “This is the women’s locker room. You two really shouldn’t be here. What if someone else walks in?”
“It’s kind of hilarious, actually,” answers Chase. He doesn’t take his eyes off my body as he talks. I don’t think I want him to. “This is the men’s locker room. We let you just waltz in here because we figured you’d catch on eventually.”
“And when we heard you screaming our names with that slutty little mouth of yours…we really couldn’t resist coming in to see what was going on,” adds Eric with a cocky smile.
“Worth it,” Chase admits, looking me up and down again. His tongue darts across his lips like he’s already imagining how I might taste.
“You’re fucking sexy, Kara. Moaning our names like that…”
“A man might get ideas.” Eric chuckles darkly.
“Two men, even.”
My face is beet red.
There’s no reversing it. They heard me. They probably saw most of it.
I masturbated to the idea of them having sex with me.
Both of them. Together.
And they fucking know it. There’s nothing here to do but own it.
“I couldn’t help myself,” I admit. I let them see my eyes travel down their bodies to their massive cocks. “You’re so fucking sexy. Both of you. Can you blame a girl for wanting it?”
Their hands are still around my arms.
They back me against the wall. Chase takes over holding me, and pins me to the wall of the shower. Eric moves in between us and kisses me passionately.
…I’ll take that as a no.
But like, okay. Is this actually happening? Because if it fucking is, I’m in heaven.
I’m in double heaven. I shudder as Eric’s tongue slips into my mouth.
I kiss him back, letting my tongue flick against his. He moves his mouth to my neck and grabs my tits as he sucks against my collarbone.
Mmmph. I let out a small, breathy moan and feel Eric’s cock throbbing against my leg.