In the darkness, Michael and I lay on that bed in silence. He did nothing but sniff every so often, and let out a chest full of air. I sighed.

"I can't sleep."

"You told me already." I said.

"So, I can say it as much as I want, it's a free country."

"Doesn't mean you're free to annoy me."

Silence again.

"Where's Peter?" Mike asked.

"I don't know. He should be back in the morning,"

"You're sure you don't mind me sleeping in the bed with you tonight?"

"No, Mike. Now go to sleep."

"But I already told you I can't sleep."

I sighed. "Well you're just going to have to close your eyes and try again."

He huffed at my suggestion. I swore he was only being this difficult because he wanted to annoy me more than he ever had in the time he'd known me.

"Well, see, I thought about it, and I can't really fall asleep until, I've, well...."

"Until what?"

"Until I've gotten a chance to jerk off,"

"And you haven't gotten a chance?"

"No, not really."

"So go into the bathroom and do it."

He nodded, and began to get up out the bed. He sat on the edge for a minute, rubbing his face, sighing.

"You mind if I do it right here?" He asked.

"If it will make you sleep better Michael, do it." I said, and turned over.

I listened to him position himself on the edge of the bed. I listened to him swallow some water from the glass beside the bed. Then I heard him touch himself the first time. His breath was staggered, and I opened my eyes in time to see his shoulders heave up in one motion. I watched his arm move a little bit, and could see that he was rubbing the head of his cock, slowly, his head thrown back, eyes closed. I smiled, bitting my lip, letting my fingers crawl into my panties. I watched his ass roll against the mattress, making it squeak a bit. I listened to him breath and moan, and watched his head roll around his shoulders, as he began to sweat from working himself up. I giggled to myself, and let my fingers wander onto my clit. My breath was staggered as my eyes fixated on this lovely creature doing such naughty things to himself in my bed.

I closed my eyes and listened carefully, rubbing my clit and fingering it, biting my lip, trying not to let him notice. That's when I let out a yelp. The kind of yelp you let out when you know you're going to cum, but you don't want anyone to know you're masturbating. I felt my hand lift away, I felt his fingers in my pussy. I moaned out my surprise, and opened my eyes, and there he hovered over me, sweating, his hair a mess in his eyes.

"Turned you on, did it?"

"God yes."

I moaned, and he kept fingering me, almost taking a sadistic pleasure in it. I could do nothing but enjoy it.

"I still haven't cum." He whispered.

"Here, baby, let me help you," and I got onto my knees, pushing him down onto his back.

I smiled, as I licked his chest and nipples, down to his navel, and took his glistening, rock hard cock into my mouth. He relaxed his arms as they lay above his head, holding onto the headboard for dear life. I ran my hot tongue up and down his long rod, tasting his jolts and moans. I teased him longer than he could stand it, and when he thought I wouldn't stop doing it, I took it as far into my mouth as I could. It was almost religious, this oral fuck, as he let out a huge roar, cumming in my mouth, almost down into my throat. I swallowed and smiled, enjoying my favorite part of sucking dick.

"I wanna feel your pussy around me," he whispered harshly.

"Yeah?" I asked, playing with my erect nipples through my cotton shirt. I reached down and tickled his swollen balls.

"Umm hmm," he moaned.

"Okay." I said, and lifted my night shirt above my head, tossing it to the side. I took off my wet panties, shaking them in front of his nose (I knew how much he loved the smell of wet pussy) and he went crazy.
I straddled the wild dog, watching him writhe under me like my bitch, rubbing my pussy lips over his cock, feeling it grow against my softness. It made me want to hump his brains out, but I couldn't let him get off that easy. I had to play a bit and when he didn't expect it, I sat on his dick, feeling it so hard inside of me that I let out a scream of surprise when it hit the spot. He was so far inside of me I could taste him.

I watched his expressions contort and misshape, I watched his body get goose pimpled and his eyes change color. The next minute, he flipped me onto my back, forced himself between my legs and rammed his beautiful cock straight down inside of me. We could have gone on like that all night, with his mouth sucking on my pussy like it was the cure for cancer. Such a beautiful night.

* * *

The next morning, as I lay sound asleep on his chest, I felt another pair of lips kiss my neck. I opened my eyes and saw Peter lying beside us, naked, smiling.

"You had a good night, huh baby?" He asked.

I nodded. "I did."

"Did you miss me?"

"Yes."

"I missed you, you know," he said, balancing himself over me.

I rolled off of Michael's chest and under Peter's body, he was hard, sucking on my breasts. I turned my face and saw that Mike's eyes were open, he was watching Peter fondle me. He reached down under the covers grabbing his dick, and I saw through the comforter that he was playing with himself again (such a naughty boy). Peter smiled at this, and picked me up onto his lap, putting his cock inside me without even a warning. I screamed. I humped his big dick with all my might, watching Michael come all over my sheets in broad daylight!

"I want you both." I said, getting on all fours, raising my ass into the air.

Michael quickly jumped at the chance to fill my waiting ass with his cum filled dick, and Peter rubbed the head of his around the rim of my lips. I was now their sex toy: Peter gripping the back of my head, pushing me down, Michael holding my hips up to fuck me in the ass, and then he would switch, slipping the hard thing into my pussy. I felt myself cumming, wanting to scream but unable to with that gargantuan cock pressed down my throat (they didn't call him 'Big Peter' for nothin')!

And as Peter let his frustrations pump on my tongue, I came, feeling Michael let go in my ass. I was sore, I was sweaty, goddamnit, I was happy!

You know, it's too bad Peter and Michael didn't get along better, we could have done that again!