Triple Threat Omitted Scene 2 – Moving Day

When it came time for Chad to move into the three-bedroom house he had rented, we all lent a hand. The guys did the heavy lifting, while I took care of some of the domestic chores, like washing his new dishware. Chad would not let me help empty the truck. Sometimes, his overprotective nature drove me up a wall.

I grabbed a pile of bowls and tried to reach the shelf Chad wanted them on, but it was just out of reach. “Chad, do you got a step stool.”

“You’re kidding?” Chad laughed.

I smiled, realizing he didn’t need one, since he was 6 foot 4. “Can you help me then?”

He moved the entertainment center he had set up to the right a bit. Then he looked at it. “Is it centered?”

“I think so,” I said as I looked it over. Then I smiled as Giovanni came through the front door, carrying one side of a sofa.

“Where do you want this?” Giovanni shouted, Mark holding the other end.

Chad stopped on his way to the kitchen. “I guess in the middle of the room.” He continued my way and soon was behind me. “Gimmie,” he took the bowls from me. Then he leaned his body against my back and put them in the cabinet over the sink. “Can you sleep over? I need your help decorating.”

I closed my eyes, feeling his cock growing through his jeans. Softly, I replied, “I’m not ready for sex, Chad.”

“I didn’t ask if I can fuck you.” He leaned down and brushed his lips over my ear. “Although, I won’t say no if you want to.”

My entire body shivered. So many times, we had come close to finally going all the way since the beach incident. I wondered if Chad having his own place would change things. If I slept in his arms again, would I just allow things to flow naturally, instead of fearing the worst?

“I know you want to, baby.” He grabbed my hips.

My eyes opened wide as he ground his erection into my ass. “Chad, don’t.”

“Because he’s here, right?” Chad’s tone was laced with anger and jealousy. “Baby, I can give you everything you need.”

I pushed against him and stepped away. Thankfully, Giovanni had his back to us. “We have a lot to do,” I insisted.

“Be careful,” Chad warned me then walked outside to help the other guys.

I shook my head. Chad was hell bent on getting in my pants, but I didn’t want to hurt him. I looked up at Giovanni who was coming towards me. A huge grin spread across my face. He was the one I really wanted.

“Hey, did Chad get anything to drink?” Giovanni had sweat dripping down the sides of his face and his shirt was wet in places as well. “I can go to the store if you need me to.”

I took a deep breath, while my heart beat faster. “We got water, beer and iced tea. I can make some lemonade if you want that instead.”

“Water’s fine.” Giovanni smiled, shyly. “I don’t want you going to any trouble just for me.”

I was dying to tell him that I would do anything for him, but anxiety still gripped me when it came to Giovanni. “OK… I…” The words left me. I stared at him, stupidly.

“I’ll get it.” Giovanni came back after retrieving a bottle from the refrigerator. “You need help with anything?

I looked up at him, “Um, no.” I wished I had the guts to say how I felt.

“Giovanni!” Phil yelled from outside.

Seconds later, I was alone again. I shook my head, to clear it. Then I grabbed a box of CDs to put on the entertainment center. “Ow!” The nail on my pinky broke down to the skin.

“What happened?” Chad ran into the house. “You OK?” He grabbed my hand and looked at it.

I exhaled loudly. “It’s just a nail. I’m fine.”

Chad kissed my fingertip. “Does it still hurt?”

“No.” I pulled my hand back. “It’s no big deal. I just need a band-aid.” I had already put away all of Chad’s toiletries and stocked the master bedroom’s medicine cabinet. “Please, relax.”

When I returned to the living room, I found Phil and Mark putting the legs on a table. Then Rosario and Giovanni came in with a mattress. Chad had bought three queen sized beds. Next, I heard a cymbal crash in the garage. That meant Giovanni’s drum kit was being set up. They were working pretty fast.

I looked around. There were still about twenty boxes to unpack. While the others brought more in from the truck, I emptied the remaining things that belonged in the living room. Then I moved back to the kitchen. Two piles of boxes were on a counter. After going through half of them, I washed my hands and started making sandwiches.

“You’re the best,” Rosario said to me with his mouth full, a few minutes later. He downed the rest of his beer and set the bottle on the counter next to me. “I love a woman who knows how to feed a man.” He stepped closer, until our arms touched. “So, how about you and me test out one of the new beds?” He wiggled his tongue, flashing his piercing. “You won’t believe what this thing can do to a pussy.”

Giovanni growled, “Don’t even think about it.” He separated us and led me to an empty spot on the couch. “You sit and I’ll get you something to eat.” He soon brought me a sandwich and a soda then sat at my feet. “He’s such a dick.”

“I heard that,” Rosario called out.

Chad was next to me and put a hand on my bare knee. “Don’t worry. Giovanni and I will protect you from the crazy fan boy over there.” He winked at me then laughed.

The only thing I could think after that was having a threesome with them. I wanted to feel both of their naked bodies against mine. I sat back and closed my eyes, letting the fantasy play out. Hands splayed over my back and chest at the same time. Then I felt both of them penetrate me at the same time.

Suddenly, a thought came to me. I had no clue how big either of their cocks were. Would it hurt? My eyes flew open when I realized I had just zoned out.

“Hey, are you tired?” Chad picked up my hand then quietly asked. “Do you wanna take a nap? I could keep you company.”

I rolled my eyes. Yeah, his dick would keep me company! He had tried so many ways to trick me into getting in his bed. Although, I know he means well and just wants to relieve the pent up frustration within. I did too, but being torn between him and Giovanni left me unsure.

“OK, if no-one’s getting laid, then it’s back to work!” Rosario commanded, “Unless you wanna entertain us, Crystal?”

I glared at Rosario. “Fuck you!”

“Please do, baby.” He thrust his hips out. “I’ll rock your…”

Giovanni jumped up and tackled his brother to the ground. “Keep talking to her like that and I’m gonna beat the shit outta you!”

I stood up. “Giovanni, it’s OK. Leave him alone.” I waited until they were both on their feet again. “We all know he’s an arrogant ass… and he will never get in my panties, no matter what pathetic line he uses.” I could see by the look on Rosario’s face that my words hurt him more than his brother ever could.

“Never?” Rosario croaked.

I stared at him, “Never.”

Rosario shrugged and drained another beer. “We got shit to do.” He sulked past the rest of us and went out the front door.

By the time it was dark out, we were all exhausted. Phil and Mark had left by then, but Giovanni, Chad, Rosario and I sat around watching a movie. Getting to sit between Chad and Giovanni fueled my wild imagination even more. Every once in a while one of them touched my thigh which sent a shiver up my spine. The image of being between them in bed dominated my mind, not allowing me to get into the movie.

When the credits came on, I noticed Rosario passed out on the loveseat. Giovanni easily picked him up and put him in one of the bedrooms. How strong he was, impressed me.

Before he came back, Chad’s phone rang. “Damn, its work.” He quickly headed down the hallway that led to the back porch.

Giovanni came back into the living room and sat next to me. I bit my lip getting nervous. I still had not said a word to him about how I felt. I played with my hands, trying to find something to say.

He picked up my hand. “You hurt yourself.” He ran a finger over the healing cut from a knife.

“It’s no big deal.” I didn’t want him to think I was afraid of doing things for myself or a weakling.

He kissed the wound. I closed my eyes, hoping he couldn’t sense that I didn’t want him to let my hand go. I was so tense, I felt like a child. He put his other hand over mine. I didn’t know what to do. I had no idea why he was acting that way.

“Maybe you shouldn’t help with things like this,” he quietly told me. “I’d feel bad if you really got hurt one day.”

I looked at him and thought about kissing him. What if he didn’t kiss me back? Then things would be awkward between us. I had to wait and see if he liked me too before I did that. Just before I was about to ask him if he had a girlfriend, Chad came in the room. Giovanni let my hand go and moved away from me quickly.

“You guys can stay here, too, if you want. It’s kinda late.” Chad winked at me.

Giovanni smiled. “Sounds like fun.” He glanced at me for a few seconds. “I’ll stay on the couch. You take the bed, Crystal.”

“You don’t have to, she can sleep with me,” Chad interjected.

My heart sank with those words. I couldn’t believe he said it in front of Giovanni. I quickly replied, “Chad, you’re funny. I don’t think so.” I hoped Giovanni thought it was funny too.

Chad walked with me down the hall that led to the bedrooms. He pulled me into his room and closed the door.

I got a bit annoyed. “Chad I’m not sleeping in your bed.”

“You mean not with Giovanni here, right?” He knew me too well.

I looked up at him. “Please, Chad, you know I like him. Why did you say that in front of him?”

“I’m sorry.” He pulled me into his arms. “I wasn’t thinking. I was kinda hoping you would sleep with me on my first night here. I really wanna hold you again. I liked that and I’m gonna miss you.”

I sighed. “Chad, we can’t keep doing that. It’s gonna affect you at some point. I’ll only do it again if one of us really needs it. I’m sorry. I wish I loved you and could give you what I know you need to be truly happy, but I won’t lead you on that way.”

“I know you love me in some way, baby.” He took a deep breath. “I’m okay with at least having that.” He ran his fingers through my hair. “Would you at least stay here with me once in a while? We can watch a movie or something and you can sleep in another room if you want.”

I moved my hands under his shirt and caressed his back. “Yeah, we can do that. I’m really gonna miss you not being next door.”

I felt tears coming. I had just realized I couldn’t go see him whenever I wanted anymore. We would be only a half of a mile from each other, but that felt like so far. I started crying, knowing I wouldn’t see him every day. We were so close, I wasn’t sure I could handle that. Even at college we saw each other on campus multiple times.

“Baby, we’ll still be together.” He always felt my pain, as I did his. “Please don’t cry. I’ll come get you every day after work if I have to.” I didn’t have my own car.

“But, you work all day and my schedule changes. How many days will there be that we can’t even have a minute with each other.” I hadn’t realized I would miss him so much. I felt like my heart was breaking.

He lifted me up and put me on his bed. “We do need each other tonight.” Then he lay down next to me and kissed me. After a few kisses, I started to feel better. “I’ll always be there for you, baby, no matter how far apart we are.”

I clutched him, scared to let go. Our lives were changing and I didn’t like it. When he signed the lease for the house, it didn’t dawn on me that he would be gone. I don’t know why, maybe denial. At that moment, I felt like I was losing him and it hurt so badly. Chad held me close to him and we fell asleep just like that.

The next morning, I woke up nervous that Giovanni would see me in Chad’s bed. I knew we had our clothes on, but I couldn’t let him think Chad and I were together. I wanted to be with him. Carefully, I got out of Chad’s grasp, and left the room.

As silently as I could, I walked to the living room. I was relieved to see Giovanni still sleeping on the couch. I smiled, thinking he looked even more handsome like that. Then I suddenly felt the urge to kiss him. He was asleep and wouldn’t know.

I leaned over him and kissed his lips. I backed away quickly, anxious. His lips were soft and felt very nice. I really wanted to do it again, but didn’t dare. I watched him for a while, standing a few feet away.

Then I saw him moving. I wasn’t sure what to do. I panicked. What if he knew I kissed him? What if he knew I was watching him? How could I hide my feelings from him, so he didn’t suspect?

“Hey Crystal,” I looked towards Giovanni. He had a huge grin on his face. “Did you sleep OK?”

I opened my mouth, but stopped because I almost told him where I slept. I quickly thought of something else to say. “Uh, yeah, I guess.”

Then I felt hands on my shoulders. I smiled thinking it was Chad. “You like my brother don’t you?” Rosario whispered in my ear.

I turned around fast, surprised. “Uh…”

Chad saved me by coming in the room. “Okay, where are we going to eat? I’m starving.” He had not purchased breakfast foods yet.

After breakfast, Giovanni dropped his brother off then drove me home. The rest of us still lived with our families. When we got to my house, no-one was home and the cars were both gone.

“Hey,” Giovanni followed me into the house. “Do you need a ride to work too?”

I looked over my shoulder at him. “I can walk.”

“No. I’ll wait for you to get ready.”

Quelling the butterflies, quickly, I grabbed his hand. “Come up to my room.”

His pulse was quickening. He seemed to be even more nervous than I was. He didn’t say a word as we walked upstairs, but once in my room, he stopped at the doorway.

“Um, I… I… uh, I’m gonna wait downstairs.” He looked all around, as if trying to find an escape route.

I pulled him to my bed. “Just sit and let me take a shower, please.” I grabbed the remote from my dresser. “You can lay back and watch TV. You had to sleep on that hard couch last night.”

“It was actually pretty comfortable.”

Almost out of options, I told him something I rarely admitted to. “Please stay up here. I get kinda scared when no-one’s home.”

He looked up at me. “Oh, sorry, I didn’t know that’s why you brought me up here. I’ll be right here.” He took off his boots and lay on the pillows. “Yell if you need me.”

My hands shook as I took out my work clothes. Giovanni being on my bed had my mind wandering. An image of him naked and me riding him flashed before my eyes. I even thought about him as I washed. I wondered what he was doing in my room. I smiled thinking about him going through my underwear drawer and seeing my lacy panties. That might get him talking or maybe kissing. I smiled hoping to taste his lips again.

While I was drying off, I noticed I had forgotten my panties. I wrapped the towel around me and opened the bathroom door. Giovanni was standing right there, about to knock.

“Um… you dropped these,” he stammered. In his hand were my red panties. He looked down at them. “They’re nice.”

I wasn’t sure what to say. I wanted to just open my towel and jump him, but that was a stupid idea. He would do one of two things, get angry or go with it and think I was easy. Neither outcome was what I wanted. I wanted to be his girlfriend.

He held the underwear out to me. “Please take these. I can’t keep looking at them. There so damn sexy.” Then he blushed.

“Thanks,” I managed as I took them from him.

I thought about outright asking him if he would go out with me, but I had never done that before and was too apprehensive. My need to be close to him won out though, I quickly kissed him on the cheek.

Giovanni stepped back. Oh no! I thought I had blown it. I berated myself for doing it. He didn’t walk away though. I was sure if he were angry; he would have said or done something. I waited as he shuffled his feet. Then I glanced down. The bulge in his pants was growing. That was a good sign.

“I… uh… I’ll wait in your room.” Then he put his hands in his pockets and walked back to my room.

I sighed and closed the door. I left the bathroom, as soon I was dressed. When I walked into my room, Giovanni was pacing. That reminded me of the ever impatient Chad. “I’m almost done. I promise.”

He stopped but didn’t look at me. “Oh, no rush, I just don’t know what to do with myself.”

“Are you sure?” I asked.

Then he looked at me. His mouth dropped for a few seconds. “Damn, that bra shows a lot off. You make the other waitresses look like little boys.” Then he closed his eyes. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to talk about your body like that. It’s just… when I look at you… just forget it.”

“What’s going on?” I was confused. “Why are you acting funny today?”

He turned away from me. “I guess I didn’t get much sleep.”

I left it at that and went to fix my hair and makeup. When I was done, I saw him looking at me again. He blushed when our eyes met. The bra I had on did create a lot more cleavage than most of my others. I was hoping it would help me get more tips so I could save up for a nice Christmas gift for Chad. He always bought me something nice.

“I’ll pick you up later too,” Giovanni offered as we walked downstairs. “What time do you get off?”

Nervously, I responded, “Ten.”

“Cool, I’ll be there.”

Triple Threat Omitted Scene 1 - Giovanni’s Birthday

Two weeks after Chad’s birthday party, I was getting ready in my room. The band was meeting at a local bar, Charlie’s, to celebrate Giovanni’s birthday, which had been the day before. I found it an odd coincidence he was also born in March, but stranger things have happened.

Chad walked in through the open door. “Holy crap, you look good!” He said after closing the door behind himself.

He soon was behind me, looking in the mirror at me. For some reason, he did that a lot. When he put his arms around me, I automatically closed my eyes, remembering waking up in his arms. I had that on my mind a lot since that morning.

“You’re showing off a lotta cleavage, baby,” he whispered in my ear. I knew he could see a lot more than I was exposing from over my shoulder. “All the guys are gonna stare at you tonight.”

I knew they would, but I wasn’t worried. “I’ll be with you and Giovanni. No-one’ll hit on me.”

“With both of us, huh?” He smiled slyly in the mirror. “You’d like that wouldn’t you?” A finger slid down my neck. “Me and Giovanni, deep inside you…” His breath washed over my neck making me shiver, “…both of us making you scream.”

My pussy clenched, wanting exactly that. I hid the feelings he stirred up by laughing. “Chad, you’re so bad.” If he only knew what I dreamed of…

“I’ll do it if you ask, but only for you.” He breathed into my ear as he leaned down. “I’d do anything do for you.” He stood up and held me tightly to him, letting me feel his erection.

We stood there staring at each other in the mirror, the sexual tension building. I hoped he didn’t kiss me, because I would be putty in his hands. I would give him whatever he wanted, which was not how it should be.

Chad suddenly stepped back and spun me around, slowly. “You look awesome, baby. That’s my favorite skirt.”

It was my shortest one. “I know.” I was relieved the moment passed and looked up at him. “Hope there’s a good band playing.”

When we got to the bar, Chad and I sat at a table, so we could watch the people around us. The band played a mix of original music and covers. We noticed the reaction to the original ones was louder. The covers weren’t as good as the originals, so that was probably a big factor.

We hadn’t played in front of a large group yet, only parties. We also had not written original music yet, so we also played covers. The music was pretty loud, so talking was difficult, but we managed by sitting close to each other.

“We’re better than them,” Chad looked from me to the stage. “We should ask if they’ll let us play here.”

I shrugged, “Couldn’t hurt. It’s not like we’ve been turned down by any place.”

“That’s ‘cause we haven’t asked yet, parties are easy gigs.” Chad sighed. “We’ll have to get used to rejection. Some bars are picky about who they pay to entertain the customers. We probably should wait until we’re sure we can kick ass.” They both knew it took attracting good-sized crowds that got you more than just gas money, but they had to start somewhere.

I stood up to get a drink and almost ran into Rosario. “Crystal, you look fucking hot,” he commented, while scanning my body. “How come you don’t dress like that all the time? Mm-mm, I’d be on time more often if I knew I was gonna see so much of you.”

I laughed and rolled my eyes. “The garage is cold.”

“Do you think we would get anything done if she had this much skin showing while we practiced?” Chad asked.

Giovanni uttered. “No.” He shyly glanced at me then also looked me over, “Where you going?”

“Just to get another drink,” I told him.

As Rosario sat down, Giovanni smiled and put a hand on my back. “I’ll go with you.”

I turned, letting his hand slid under my short top, “Happy Birthday.” With a kiss on the cheek, I touched his arm. “Hope you’ll let me buy you a drink.”

“Just one,” Giovanni gazed into my eyes. “I can get outta hand if I drink too much.”

I laughed loudly, pretending that I hadn’t seen him drunk at Chad’s party. He was all over some floozy he just met, very unlike him. “I think we all do, how about a shot of good old Irish whiskey?”

“Sure.” Giovanni followed me to the bar. Then he stood next to me and kept looking down my blouse.

I hid the smirk I wore; enjoying that he liked my outfit. I handed a glass to him after I paid and lifted mine. “May you have many more happy birthdays.”

“You too,” he clinked my glass and quickly downed the alcohol. When we had both put ours down, he smiled and looked into my eyes. “Chad’s so lucky.”

A puzzled look crossed my face. “Why?”

“He just is.”

Then we walked back to the table. Once we were all sitting, the band announced they were taking a break. I stood up as soon as the lead guitarist came our way. “Hey, can I ask you something?”

He gave me an evil grin and his eyebrows rose. “I’m Stan. You can ask me anything you want.” He put an arm around my waist and pulled me close to him. “As long as I can…”

All three of my band mates stood up and crossed their arms.

“Can what?” Giovanni growled.

Stan backed away. “Hey, hey, hey, I didn’t mean to step on anyone’s toes. Just wanted to get me a little somethin’ somethin’.” He looked around, seemingly for his own band. “Uh, how about I answer the lady’s question? Is that OK?”

Chad nodded as I looked up at him. Then I moved closer to Giovanni, who had put a protective hand on my side. “Uh, I wanted to ask, what’s the best way to get gigs.” The guys reaction made me more nervous than Stan’s forwardness.

“Oh,” he looked sorely disappointed. “So you’re in a band?”

I glanced at my band mates. “Yeah, with them, I’m the bassist.” I took a step forward. I couldn’t let other musicians intimidate me. “Was it hard to get a gig here?”

“No.” Stan grabbed the arm of a guy passing. “Hey, this is Lee, our drummer.

I recognized him right away. “Hi. I’m Crystal. This is Chad, Giovanni and Rosario.” I shook Lee’s hand. “Nice to meet you, so, do you just ask and they book you, or do you have to have a reference?”

“With small places like this they book you in an open spot and only book another if you bring people in.” Lee looked me in the eyes, not once glancing down. “Just talk to the bartender, he’ll put you on the calendar. They got bands here Thursday and Fridays.”

Stan added, “Some of the bigger places want a demo CD first.”

 Giovanni and Chad sat back down when they walked away. Rosario headed for the bar. Chad was nursing his second beer. He was driving, so he promised to stop after that. When Rosario came back with four shots of amber liquid, my eyebrows furrowed.

“We gotta toast to my baby brother,” Rosario said.

Giovanni shook his head. “I’m your only brother.”

“Still younger though.” He rose his glass. “Happy Birthday, and may you get as much pussy as I plan on getting being in this band!” We all laughed, knowing Rosario had already started a small fan club because he performed shirtless a lot. He liked showing off his tattoos.

After we drank them down, Chad stood up. “I can’t be the only one who didn’t buy him a drink.” He quickly came back with more shots. “But this is it for me and whoever else is driving.”

Soon the band started playing again. Giovanni shouted, “I think we have to watch out more for Crystal if she’s gonna dress like that.” He pointed at me. “That Stan guy made some quick assumptions that coulda got outta hand if we weren’t here.”

“I can stand up for myself,” I protested. “I’m not afraid of assholes like him.” I pushed my chair back and got to my feet then grabbed the chair. Three shots were a bit much for me. “I’m going to the ladies’ room.”

Rosario grabbed my hand. “Want me to go with you?” His eyebrows rose and he wiggled his tongue, showing off his tongue ring.

I knew what he was thinking. Get the drunk girl alone and she’ll drop her panties. “Not gonna happen, Rosario.” I looked at their concerned faces. “I’ll be fine. It’s just over there.” I pointed left then realized I was wrong and pointed right. “Relax.”

While I was washing my hands, I heard, “Hey Crystal, long time no see.”

I turned to see… because of all the whiskey, I was having trouble remembering her name. “Um… Elizabeth, funny meeting you here. I thought you moved to Nebraska or something.” I dried my hands and hugged her. “You look good.” Then I leaned on a sink so I wouldn’t stumble or fall.

“So do you. We’re on spring break and it’s South Dakota. I’m just back to visit, How you been?”

Time passed quickly as we caught up and I didn’t realize it had been a long time until there was a knock on the bathroom door and Giovanni’s deep voice bellowed, “Crystal you in there?”

“Boyfriend?” Elizabeth asked.

I sighed. “No, but I wish he was.” I thought about Derek the one I was dating. I didn’t consider him a boyfriend though. We just went out a few times so far. I quickly opened the door. “I’m OK, just talking.”

He took my hand. “I was worried. You were gone like thirty minutes.”

“Thanks.” I stepped out of the doorway and leaned against a wall. Then I looked up at into his dreamy brown eyes. “Anything else you’d like to say?”

Giovanni got closer to me and put a hand on the wall next to my head, “Maybe.”  He hesitated then leaned in close and whispered in my ear, “You look incredible tonight.”

I grabbed his biceps, feeling like passing out. He was so close to me, I felt his body heat. “Thanks, so do you.”

He breathed deeply. “Is that perfume? You even smell amazing.” He took another whiff. “Damn, how do you turn me on so fast?” He pressed his body into mine and held my gaze.

Shocked, I stared at him as his erection rubbed my abdomen. He was slurring his words a bit, but could he be so drunk he didn’t know what he was saying? I was not clear-headed, but knew I wanted him just as much.

“Do you wanna go somewhere else, together?” I wanted to take advantage of his sudden boldness, “Maybe somewhere with a bed?” The words fell out of my mouth before I realized how cheep and desperate I sounded.

Giovanni put a hand behind my neck and tilted my face upwards. “I… I…”

“Way to go, bro.” Rosario nodded at us before disappearing into the bathroom.

I looked back at Giovanni who looked confused. “Should we go?”

He shook his head and grabbed a hold of me to steady himself. “Um… um… I think I’m kinda drunk.” He closed his eyes. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to come on to you.”

“Hey you two,” Chad separated us, trying to hide his obvious jealousy. “I think you guys drank too much. You’re both cut off.” He put an arm around each of us and led us back to our table. Then he helped us sit, his chair between us.

I glanced at Giovanni who was staring at nothing with an angry look on his face. I wanted to see if he was alright, but didn’t because Chad was right there. It was not the first time I was torn, I just was leaning more toward Giovanni. I really liked him and wanted so much more than friendship from him.

“Did you see these two before?” Rosario joked as he came back. “My brother the pussy finally stepped up. Did you at least feel her up?”

Chad cleared his throat loudly. “They’re drunk. Drop it.”

Rosario’s mouth opened in realization. Sometimes, I hated how perceptive he was. He figured things out quicker than anyone should. He put an arm around his brother and pulled him closer. Then he whispered in his ear, which made Giovanni grin.

I heard another familiar voice and turned my head. My eyes opened wide when I saw it was Derek. I had told him that I was going to hang out with my band and I wasn’t available to him. He liked that I was in a band and told me he wouldn’t even call. I hadn’t told him where we were going. I suddenly wished I had.

He started coming towards us and I shook my head at him. When he came to the table, I got really nervous. “Hey, Chad,” he said. I felt like a weight lifted off me. Then Derek smiled and winked at me, “Hi, Crystal.”

I looked at the guys and only Rosario had caught the look. He smirked at me and nodded at Derek. My eyes pled with him to stay quiet.

“You guys remember Derek, right?” Chad asked. They all shook hands. “What you up to tonight?

More relief washed over me. It seemed Chad still did not recall me kissing Derek or that we planned a date. Chad hated if I was dated one of his friends. I also didn’t want Giovanni to know, because I would rather date him than Derek. It just seemed like that would never happen.

“Just hanging out, had no idea you guys’d be here.” Derek glanced at me again, but made it more subtle, “Frat party tomorrow night, right?

Chad nodded, “Yep, 8:00.”

“I’m gonna let you guys do your thing. See you later.” Derek winked at me again.

After he left, my thoughts started running wild. How in the world could I be attracted to three men at the same time? It was different with each of them, but confusing. The one thing I knew was I would choose Giovanni over any of them. If he just gave me the chance.

Triple Threat Prequel 2 - Off To A Good Start

“This is so exciting!” I grabbed Chad’s bicep as we sat at a table. The music coming from the speakers at The Devil’s Fire was low enough to hear each other. That was only because the show had not started yet.

He rubbed my fingers. “I know. I can’t believe we’re opening for Hell Hounds.”

My boyfriend Keith pulled me back towards him. “You guys are gonna kick some ass.”

“Yeah,” I turned to him and met his lips as he leaned down.

“Chad, do we have to stay back here when you guys go on?” I heard his girlfriend, Briana, ask him.

I looked up to see him put an arm around her shoulders. “Phil got a good spot for you two next to the stage.”

“Hey,” Daniel said from behind us. “Jay busted a string. Phil can’t find the extras. You guys got any?”

Chad turned towards him. “I put them in the silver case. Did they say when we’re going on?”

“Eight o’clock sharp, so fifteen minutes.” Daniel replied. “You guys can get all lovey dovey after. We need the help.”

Chad stood up. “I don’t want Crystal lifting stuff.”

“I’m not helpless.” I countered.

He frowned. “We can handle it and I like your pretty nails just the way they are.” He grinned widely.

I bit my lip, knowing what he was getting at. He liked me to scratch his back once in a while. He said it felt as good as a massage. I liked it because I got to look at him without his shirt and could feel all of his muscles. Even with dating Keith, I still had a strong desire for Chad.

When Chad was gone, Briana sighed as she watched him. “He’s just so damn hot!”

“Yeah,” I whispered.

Keith pulled me onto his lap. “What’d you mean yeah?”

“Oh, um, I was just…” I looked at him, feeling guilty. “I was just agreeing. Girls do that.”

He kissed my lips softly. “OK, so what we doing after your set? We staying or going home?”

“I wanna see Hell Hounds. There’s a few other bands on before them.” I ran a finger over his chest. “You don’t want me to miss them do you?” He was so handsome. Just looking into his green eyes got my pussy wet.

He smirked. “I could think of something better to do with you.”

“Um, not yet.”

I was still a virgin and had been thwarting Keith’s attempts for a month. He had no idea that was why. I almost felt embarrassed I was eighteen and still had not had sex.

He moved his hands under my short, flared skirt and grabbed my ass. “You need to tell me why. Just saying no over and over is getting frustrating. You don’t want me?”

“I do.” I assured him as I caressed his cheek. “I’m just not so sure we should.”

His hands on my skin felt like electricity. I wanted him all the time, just feared the actual act. If he knew how wet and swollen I was at that moment, he would probably use that to pressure me some more.

One hand moved up my side. Then he rubbed my hardening nipple with his thumb while I moaned softly. He started doing it to the other one at the same time. I gasped as quietly as I could.

“You won’t even let me touch your pussy.” A finger traveled down the front of my body and into the waistband of my skirt. “Is there something I should know?”

My breathing was coming faster and I felt like I was spiraling out of control. I had never felt that way before, like I had to have him. My pussy seemed to be throbbing with need. I shifted my position and pushed against his hard on.

Keith groaned. “Stop being a tease.”

“I’m not.” I breathed in his ear as I kissed his neck. “I do want you.”

He grabbed my ass again. “I’m getting blue balls from waiting so long.”

“Gotta go guys.”

I looked up at Phil standing behind Keith. “Already?”

“Yeah, fuck later.”

I got up off of Keith and stood next to him. “We weren’t fucking.”

“I know foreplay when I see it.” Phil’s eyebrows rose. “They got a back room you know.”

Keith put his arms around me and squeezed me a bit. “So, we’ll finish this after, right?” He licked my ear. “I got a condom, so no worries.”

I closed my eyes, getting nervous. Could I go through with it? Was it cruel not to? “We’ll see.” Maybe I should just tell him the truth. But what would he say?

“Don’t do that to me again, please, bunny.” His hands slid down to my hips as he pushed his erection against me. “I need you.” He peered down at the cleavage my low cut top showed off. “This sexy ass outfit is killing me. I don’t know if I can hold back anymore. Please.”

I pulled away and followed Phil because I knew if Keith kept at it, I would give in. He just sounded like he needed it so bad. I could hear footsteps behind me, but didn’t look back. The last thing I needed was to be so distracted that I couldn’t play.

Once we got to the front, Phil took my hand. “Don’t want you to trip in those sexy heels.” He led me up the metal steps. “Maybe you should bend over a few times so us guys get a nice view of your ass.”

I hit him on the arm. “Why are you such a pervert?” Then I picked up my guitar and looked at him for an answer. “Well?”

“You’re a fucking hot chick. I’ll take any peek I can get. How about a kiss for luck?” He puckered his lips.

I pushed him back. “Give it up already.”

“You all set baby?” Chad was so close to me, I felt his thigh on my ass cheek.

I exhaled loudly, trying to quell my desire for him, “Yeah.”

Then I looked to my left and saw Keith and Briana standing next to the stage. He winked at me. I was getting even more confused on what the right thing to do was. I was torn within between Keith and Chad.

I knew Chad wanted to be my first, but cheating on Keith to do it? That was a lot more that kissing. When Chad and I were alone, we would up in each other’s arms, every time. But we had gone no further than touching over our clothes.

Daniel started beating a bass drum and I took a deep breath. I didn’t look into the crowd at all as I played the first chords to “Why me?” By the middle of the song, I relaxed somewhat and looked up. There were a bunch of guys close to the front staring at me.

“Hey, baby, show us some more tits!” I heard shouted.

I blushed, wishing I wore less revealing clothing.

“Who gets to fuck her after the show?” Someone else yelled. It was nerve-wracking.

I soon felt someone close to me. “Baby, ignore them and play your ass off.” Chad always knew what to say or do to ease my fears. “They’ll get over that you’re a girl.”

The next song was really fast and Andy shouted more. When it came time for Chad’s solo, he smirked at me and we started to play the notes as one. It was something he and I had done for many years.

The attitude in the room started to change. Guys stopped shouting nasty remarks and cat calls. As the piece progressed, getting faster and more complicated, I heard cheering. I started to smile and was glad Chad convinced me I was good enough to be in a band.

After our last song, Keith came to me and swept me off my feet. I held onto his shoulders as he spun me around. Then when he put me down he kissed me, passionately.

“My dick is so hard now, I think it’s gonna explode if you don’t let me fuck you.”

I looked into his eyes and saw the raging fire for me. “But…”

“Ssh, don’t.” He kissed my lips, silencing me.

He lifted me again and carried me to the left of the stage. Then we entered the hallway where the bathrooms were. The last door opened up into a sparsely furnished lounge, with a couch a few chairs and a long table. He set me down on the couch after locking the door.

“No more excuses, please.” He begged me as he sat next to me. His hand pulled me closer by the neck and I closed my eyes while we kissed. Suddenly, he lay down, pulling me on top of him. “We’ll do it any way you want, OK?”

I pulled away, getting more anxious than ever. “You wanna do it here?”

“Yeah,” he wrapped his arms around my waist. “All that matters is that we care about each other and wanna show it to each other. You do wanna do this, right?”

Laying my head on his shoulder, I whispered. “I’m nervous.”

“No one’s gonna catch us. I locked the door.”

There was no way for him to know what I really meant without admitting the truth. “Keith, I gotta tell you something.”

“Unless you’re gonna say you used to be a guy, we can talk about it after. Bunny, I’m hurting. Please.” He grabbed my ass and pressed it into his erection. “I never waited a month before, please.”

I sighed, still unsure.

“Don’t you want me?”

I nodded.

He stroked my hair. “Then let me make love to you, please.” He lifted my head and kissed my lips. “I know I been with more people than you, but that’s a good thing. I know what I’m doing. I wanna see that look on your face when I make you cum.”

He eased his tongue into my mouth and held my face as we kept kissing. Within seconds, I automatically put my hands through his hair and closed my eyes. Our kissing increased in passion slowly, but steadily.

Soon enough, I could feel my pussy moistening and pulled his hair a bit as my desire threatened to spill over. “I like that.” I breathed as his lips moved to my ear.

My head went back when he bit my ear lobe several times. The urge to have his cock inside me had never been so strong. I gripped his arms tightly while he kissed my neck, trailing over my neck and throat.

“You ready for me? Please say yes.”

I looked into his eyes. The anxiety was still there, but masked with such a strong need to go further with him. I didn’t know what to say, so I just kissed him again, caressing his tongue with mine.

His hands traveled slowly down my back, over my ass then my legs.  Then his fingers slid up my thighs and under my skirt before pulling my panties down. He soon tossed my underwear across the room and spread my legs over his.

I felt fear grip me again. “Wait.” I whispered as he stroked my clit with a finger.

“Relax.” He rubbed me slowly. “You’re so fucking wet.”

My breath got caught in my throat. What he was doing felt better that any time I had tried it. I couldn’t help but let out a sigh when his finger moved towards my opening.

Then he pushed it into my pussy. “Wow you’re tight.”

I moaned and gripped his shirt tightly. It felt so good. When he added a second finger, I winced and buried my head in his chest. I fought the urge to whimper or tell him it hurt.

He withdrew and thrust back in slowly. Through the pain, my breathing quickened and I felt amazing inside. After a few more strokes, I moaned loudly, the initial pain gone.

When he reached in deeper, it burned for a few seconds. Thankfully, it faded quickly. Then he hooked his fingers and my nails dug into his shirt. My breathing came quicker and I started to sigh and moan, uncontrollably.

I was getting confused. “Something’s… wrong.” I brokenly uttered.

“No it’s not.” Keith insisted, softly. “Let it go.”

Then suddenly, I cried out and clung to him. My insides trembled and tensed again and again, overwhelming me. “Oh God!” I shouted, leaning on his chest.

After a few minutes of shaking, Keith ran the fingers of his free hand through my hair. “You OK?”

“Yeah,” I breathlessly replied, only telling half the truth. My pussy ached slightly, but the incredible way I felt was worth it.

He pulled his fingers from my body and groaned.

“What?” I asked, lifting my head.

He exhaled loudly. “Why’ve we really waited so long to fool around like this?”

“I don’t know.”

“‘Cause you’re a virgin, right?”

“How’d you know that?”

“I just popped your cherry. I got blood on my fingers.”

I lay my head down, embarrassed. “I’m sorry.”

He wiped his hand on his pants and put his arms around me. “Hey, hey, don’t be. I’m fine with it. You coulda just told me. Now I feel like an ass for pushing you into this tonight. I’m sorry.”

“It’s OK.” I glanced up. “Can we still do it?”

“Hell yes!” He cried out and carefully flipped us over.

He pulled off his shirt before lying on top of me and covering my mouth with his. His kisses were hungrier and came quicker while I felt his dick get even harder against me. Then he unbuttoned my blouse and popped open my bra.

“I love how big your tits are.” He took my right breast in his hand and fingered my nipple. “Not many chicks got tits like this.”

He bent down and sucked my left nipple into his mouth. He let go and his tongue roughly lapped at it several times before his lips covered it again. I loved how he did that. It was one of the few things I let him do to me normally. Then I whimpered when he suddenly thrust two fingers into my pussy again.

“Like it, don’t you?” He whispered, “Told you I was good with my fingers.” His strokes got faster. “I can feel it. You’re gonna cum again.”

I looked up at him, knowing he was right. “Yes!” I called to him, shocked how he was making me feel. “Uh… uh, please… oh God!”

My whole body shook with a powerful orgasm. I clawed at his shoulders, almost blinded by the incredible sensations the constant waves created. As I rode it out with my eyes closed, I felt Keith’s lips brush over my face and neck.

“Just breathe through it, Crystal.” Keith whispered. “You’re so fucking sexy when you cum. Can’t wait to feel it with my dick.” He lifted off of me and opened his pants. “You want to, right?”

“Yes.” I answered, still trying to catch my breath.

Then I was stunned while I watched him take his erection out and put a condom on. I had seen it before, while giving him a hand job. It was about seven and a half inches. But at that moment, it looked huge to me. Was it bigger than before? As he spread my legs again, I wanted to change my mind, getting nervous there would be more pain.

“Um…” My eyes were opened wide as I stared at his cock.

Keith lay down on me. “It’s OK, I’m good I swear.”  He kissed my lips as he probed me with the head of his cock. “Relax, I’m gonna make you feel so good.” Then he grunted as he pushed into me a bit.

It hurt, but being stretched out a bit with his fingers had helped. I shut my eyes tightly and leaned against him, digging my nails into his shoulders. I held in the cry that was threatening. Instead I let out small whimpers and a few tears.

“It’s OK.”  He stroked my hair. “Just relax, I’ll go slow. Tell me if you want me to stop.”

I took a few deep breaths and grabbed his hair in one hand while still holding onto his shoulder. He pushed in a bit more as he kissed my lips. The distraction helped take my mind off the feeling. He pulled out and gently pushed back in a bit more.

“You alright? I’m trying to be careful.”

I clung to him harder. “I think so, but it hurts.”

“I’m sorry. Let me try something.” He lifted up off of me somewhat and drove in some more. “Is that better?”

It wasn’t, but I nodded, not knowing what would help.

“You’re so tight, I don’t know how I’m gonna last.” As his tongue flicked my left nipple, he thrust shallow and slow. “Damn, I never screwed a virgin before.”

I was so glad he was experienced. It made a lot of difference. He was gentle and seemed to know when I was scared or in pain. Each stroke got easier and felt so good. Gradually, he got in deeper and the pleasure grew, while the pain started to subside.

After at least ten minutes had passed, Keith touched my face. “You good now?” He was finally buried deep inside of me.

“Yeah,” I was breathless and felt kinda full inside.

He kissed me again then held me a few minutes before softly saying. “If it starts hurting again, tell me.” He slowly withdrew and thrust back in at the same pace. “Still OK?”

I nodded and held his shoulders tight again. Then I was startled by him pulling out again. He pushed back in a bit harder. I sighed as he withdrew and drove in faster. My head went back and I moaned loudly.

“Oh, yeah,” Keith breathed in my ear as he pumped in and out of me quickly. “Fuck, your pussy’s so nice and tight.”

He took my shoulders in his hands and then his hips hit into me even harder. His grunts and moans started coming closer together. I felt that incredible feeling building inside again.

“Oh fuck! Hurry up and cum damn it!”

I closed my eyes and let it wash over me. My back arched as I cried out. “Ah!” The spasms were stronger than before and they kept coming while I clung to him.

“Hell yes!” Keith shouted as he pounded my pussy. “That feels so fucking good… Uh, uh, uh, fuck!” He ground his hips into my pelvis. His cock was pulsating as he held me tight. “Damn that was worth the wait.” He was panting as hard as I was. “You OK?”

I was fighting to catch my breath, so I just nodded again.

“Hope Chad never finds out.”

I closed my eyes, worried he would just know, like he always did.

After a few more minutes, someone tried the doorknob and Keith jumped up. “Get dressed.” He pulled the condom off and tossed it out. Then he grabbed my panties and gave them to me. “Just a little blood on it; you should be fine.”

As soon as I was dressed, I got off the couch. My pussy felt weird, like there was still something in it. There was a knock on the door then Chad called out my name. I quickly opened the door, not wanting him to suspect anything.

Chad looked me over twice then glared at Keith, “You son of a bitch!” Chad charged at him. “You took her virginity?” Then he punched him.

Keith fell on his back, holding his cheek. “What the fuck man? I’m her boyfriend.”

“I don’t care. You have no right to make her give it up!”

“Hey, I didn’t force her.” Keith defended himself. “I had no clue she was a virgin until I felt it. It’s nothing against you man.” He stood up and looked to me for help.

I didn’t know what to say.

Chad swung at him again. “I said you could date her, not fuck her.”

Keith ducked and yelled. “What the hell? You expected me to keep my hands to myself forever?”

Phil came in the room. “What the…” Then he grabbed Chad just as he was about to swing again. “Dude, what’d I miss?”

“I gotta kick Keith’s ass now.” Chad relayed. “He just… he took… he did something to Crystal.”

Phil looked at me and put an arm around my waist. “You OK? Did he hurt you?”

“I’m fine.” I managed. “Chad’s just a bit jealous.”

As he rolled his eyes, Phil replied. “What else is new? When it comes to you, that’s a given.”

I moved in front of Chad. “He didn’t make me.” I assured him.

His face fell and his body relaxed. “You just gave it to him? But, you wanted it to be…” He looked around. “Well, you know. You told me it had to be just right.

“We’re gonna give you guys time to talk.” Phil said as he grabbed Keith by the shirt and walked through the open door. “What the fuck did you do to her, man?”

“Baby, you were saving yourself.” Chad had a tear rolling down his cheek. “What made you change your mind?”

I looked up at him and wiped at the tear. “Why does it matter? You lost yours two years ago. It’s not like you waited for me.”

“I wanted it to be you.” He took me into his arms. “But you said it would never happen. I didn’t even look at her, just pretended she was you. I haven’t even fucked Briana yet.”

I lay my head on his chest. “You see? You said yet. You will fuck her one day. It was bound to happen for me. I’m eighteen. I waited long enough.”

“Did he hurt you, baby?”

I closed my eyes, trying to think of something to say without lying. “Do you really want details, Chad?”

“No. But you’re standing kinda funny, so I’m guessing you’re hurting still.”

“Can we just go watch Hell Hounds, please?”

“Yeah, I’m sorry I hit your boyfriend.”

“Just don’t do it again, please. I can take care of myself.”