4 comments/ 16537 views/ 3 favorites How Could I Resist? Ch. 01 By: Randomcarrot This first chapter is very long as I'm trying to set up a world for future events in the story. If you don't get too bored reading this story and actually finish this chapter I would love any feedback you have, especially on dialog, pacing and descriptions. Having read through it several times those are what I think is the most incomplete. As is often the case, other people have a much easier time to spot mistakes than you can yourself so don't be hesitant to point those out. Oh, and the tittle doesn't make much sense for this first chapter, but it'll make sense when we get further along in the story. As will some of the more random things as right now I'm trying to leave small hints of what are to come, though not making it too obvious. Feel free to guess where I'm going with them so I know how effective my efforts have been. ____________________________ Hi, my name is Charles and I just wanted to introduce myself before I begin this hopefully tantalizing tale. I'm 5 feet tall, 7 inches and I weigh around 170 pounds, give or take 10 pounds. I like to be lazy during the winter so I gain a bit of weight there, and then when spring comes around I get back to keeping myself in shape. I have blue enough eyes that you can see they are blue, but I wish the blue were more present in them. My hair is dark, though more than once I have dyed it stupid colors like deep red, green and even pink once on a dare. I never back down from a dare as long as it's stupid enough which friends have taken advantage of plenty of times over the years. But it makes for great stories so I can warmly recommend you do the same. As a child I was never good at reading others. And I didn't really care. The little I did socialize was more than enough, but it did mean that my parents thought I was lonely and maybe a little depressed. I never felt lonely often preferring to live in my head and coming out if there was something I needed or wanted to try. When I started high school I decided it was time to turn over a new leaf and start making an effort. I met this strangely carefree boy named Mark, even more carefree than I had been as a kid. In the first year of high school he seemed to not have a care in the world, but he later confided in me that he just wanted to turn over a new leaf. We were very much alike in that regard, as I wanted to get better at reading body language and he wanted to be a more relaxed person without having to fake it. We both learned a lot from each other and I don't think I could ever have improved enough that it would make a difference on my own. We grew very close as friends, and to this day he is still the best friend I've ever had and the closest I've been to a person emotionally. Even the girlfriends I was together with over the years. It takes a lot for me to completely trust a person, but Mark made it easy for me. I've never had romantic feelings for him so I guess what we have is what could be conceived as a bromance. Us spending so much time together and learning from each other, we became more and more similar and us also looking very much alike it gave people the impression we were brothers. Something we were eager to encourage as we both thought it was hilarious. I'm guessing you are starting to suspect that neither of us has ever been, or ever will be completely normal, whatever normal means in this quickly changing world. To this day I still don't know why he one day started calling me Johnny boy which obviously left me no choice but to call start calling him Jimmy boy. To this day it's still how we introduce each other when meeting new people. We both think that it is hilarious seeing people's reactions to it. All the way through high school we managed to get pretty good grades. We both had talents in various subjects, so when one of us struggled with a subject the other could help out with it. I'm not sure if it was luck or if we just unconsciously knew which college the other were going to apply to, but we indeed had applied to the same college and got in. We had hoped that would mean we could share a dorm room together, but the college in question had a policy of wanting students to live with a stranger for at least one semester. It was to broaden student's horizon or some other buzz word sentence. I can't remember. I can't say we were happy with it as first, but after some time apart we both realized that it was actually a good thing. It is after all better to have more than one friend. It meant that we weren't hanging out as much as before, but it made it easier to keep a relationship going with the various lovely ladies you are bound to meet at a college. And isn't the college experience as much about having fun with women as it is about learning stuff? Most women aren't exactly happy if they have to compete for their boyfriend's attention every day, especially not against his friends. We had dated a little in high school; we even ended up both losing our virginity on the same night by chance, but relationships never lasted that long. Maybe we weren't really boyfriend material. We spent the next three semesters living with our separate roommates until we thought screw it, Bro's before other bro's as the old saying goes. Or am I remembering that wrong? Our time spent apart only talking with each other a few times a week we learnt a lot about ourselves. Living together after having not a whole of contact the last two years was great. But it also meant that we had changed in a lot of ways. It made for some awkward moments at first getting used to each other having changed a lot. But it also meant very late night talks about the last two years and the experiences we thought had been the most important. Our interests had changed a fair bit, but our sense of humor hadn't changed at all. We were just as immature at twenty-one as we had been at sixteen. Our opinions about sex had matured a lot which made me both sad and happy at the same time. It felt like losing a part of your past self. In our younger years we had some great times making fun of each other for what we liked or didn't like. But now we had almost the exact same fantasies with slight differences and only a few we didn't share. I'm not sure how much other friends really talk about that stuff, but trust and honesty is the foundation of any good relationship, romantic or not and we were always very open to each other. We both preferred giving oral sex over receiving it. We both really enjoyed flirting, but the thrill of it was really in the chase, not the catch. Not that we didn't enjoy it when we were on our game, we just had more fun flirting than getting lucky. We had both been snowballed but after the initial shock it didn't really bother either of us. The taste wasn't as bad as we had expected, but it's not something I could see myself doing unless it was a turn on for the girl. We both thought sex was rather bland if there wasn't an emotional connection. We both had a thing for redheads. We liked it when a girl took charge of what she wanted and sure as well were going to get it. We both preferred girls with a little hair over their vagina rather than completely shaved. We often remarked that it would be amazing if a girl had shaved the hair to look like a little mustache. Weird thought yes, but again, we were far from normal. The rest of our time at college went by rather uneventful. We both dated a little but neither of us really found someone we could see ourselves dating long term. I will say though, Mark came up with an ingenious idea a few months we both graduated. Instead of hanging a tie or a sock on the door when you had a girl over, we would place two or three fake mustaches on the door (those with the glue stuff on the backside.) We knew that if a girl laughed at that, she was worth keeping. After graduation Mark and I went out to celebrate going barhopping. Usually neither of us was a big fan of it, but we thought fuck it. We were in a good mood, we felt like partying and we sure as hell were going to get drunk off our asses before we had to return to be responsible adults. At the second bar we went to we saw her. It was lucky it was the second bar of the evening as we only had a slight buzz going at this point. She was pretty in every sense of the word. She had beautiful red hair that stopped a few inches below her shoulders. She wore a loose grey shirt and rather plain jeans; as if she wanted to not stand out but in spite of trying to dress down she radiated beauty that everyone around her could see. She was standing with her back to us talking with her friends. It was hard to get a good look at them though as they were sort of standing in the shadows. She must have felt us starring or maybe one of her friends had noticed because she turned around rather suddenly. She caught us starring and then gave us a smile that could make men go to war to protect it and could light up a room that was covered in darkness. Snapping out of our dazed state, quickly looking away we went up to the bar and quickly ordered a beer each before we made even bigger fools of ourselves. We needed a few more beers before that would be fun. Drinking our beers slowly we couldn't help but glance over at her every few minutes. We saw several hopeful men going up to her to try and hit on her or her friends. Yet none of them got anything other than a rejection. We couldn't actually hear them, but the rejections seemed more cheerful than annoyed which of course made our attraction to her even stronger. A few times she saw us looking and gave us a look that showed confidence and teasing at the same time. After the third time she caught us looking she turned to her friends saying something, and they all started to giggle. It's not a bad night if you make a group of girls laugh so mission accomplished of sorts. Mark and I tried a few times to start a conversation, but none of them lasted long. It was almost like talking about the weather with a stranger, yet more awkward. Since neither of us enjoyed going to bars or clubs, we didn't have much confidence going up to a woman and flirt with her, especially not one that radiated an aura strong with confidence. We looked at each other shortly and came to a silent agreement that we would finish our beers in peace, and then get out of there before we wouldn't be able to muster up the will to leave. Paying attention to someone is good, stalking them not so much. After all, we went out to relax a bit, drink a little more than we should and then stumble home looking forward to a nice hangover, not to drool over a girl we would never have a shot with anyway. Determined to follow our original plan for the night I brought up the past as it usually got us to relax and talking like we were the only people in the world. "Do you remember our first time on campus and we accidently walked into the wrong building only to be greeted by that naked girl sitting on the couch?" I asked, hoping Mark would bite. He looked at me with a smile and uttered "Oh yeah, that was a good way to start the college experience. I'd say very appropriate." He continued with a little smile on his face "I don't think I ever told you, but she cornered me a few days after that asking if I liked what I had seen. I still regret apologizing profusely instead of asking her out on a date so we could even the score." "I guess you hadn't gotten into your groove quite yet. Oh and I always thought I was the handsome one. She must have mistaken you for me." I said laughing. "No way hosé, I'm the handsome one and you are my wingman" He teased. Relieved the night was back on track I went on "Oh yeah? I don't remember you being so confident at our prom night!" I said with a teasing voice." Remember those suits we rented? God we looked so ridiculous. Especially with that pink hair we dared each other into, though we did make everyone turn their heads so mission accomplished. Any chance you still have the pictures? It would be a great thing to show when we get a girl over. Just to prepare them for what we are really like." He looked at me his eyes twinkling for a moment and then said. "I'm amazed our dates didn't run away when they saw us. I expected them to get angry so I was very relieved when they just laughed." "Yeah, they were very understanding and game for a night of idiocy. They probably weren't even surprised we did something so stupid. They had known we were idiots for a long time but surely that's part our charm my dear old Johnny boy" Suddenly looking serious like he had something important to say he said with regret in his voice "I wish we had tried to get them to put those mustaches on. I bet they would have gone for it" then smiling broadly. Laughing and suddenly regretting that we hadn't thought of that I agreed "Yeah that could have been great. I'm pretty sure they would have as well, those two had the patience of a god putting up with us, egging us on when they were bored and then following us into stupidity." "Yeah, too bad we went off to different colleges. Sometimes I regret not trying the long term relationship thing; though I think it was the right decision in the end." He said looking serious again, then finishing his beer. I followed his example, Looked back over to where the redhead had been standing and saw she was gone, but her friends still there. I regretted looking over at where she had been as it probably meant some guy had scored and dragged her off. Oh well, I would have been too nervous to talk to her anyway, and with that I started walking towards the door Mark following right behind me. A few feet before we reached the door I heard a voice asking us to stop. Looking over my shoulder my jaw dropped, and I think Marks did too. The girl we had both been eyeing ever since we stepped into the bar was waving at us, as was her friends to come join them at the empty table they were moving towards. Time seemed to stop while were walking over towards them, a million thoughts going through my head. She smiled and waved at us again and my mind went numb for what seemed eternity, but I managed to gather myself before reaching the table. "Why didn't you come over to say hello to us instead of sitting over at the bar trying not to look?" She asked pouting slightly, but her green eyes radiant with warmth and joy. "I...err...I...we...um...didn't think you wanted to be disturbed. It would have been wrong of us to interrupt you if you were out to just have a good time with your friends." I said trying to avoid her or her friends gaze. Mark had had a little more to drink than me so his confidence was in a better place than mine so he answered with a smile "Trust me, we wanted to, but it looked like you and your friends didn't want to be disturbed by every guy in this place hoping to get lucky. I'm Mark and my less drunken friend here is Charles, though we prefer to be called Jimmy boy and Johnny boy respectively." Getting some confidence back by realizing that they had invited us over here, and the giggling we got from our nicknames. I held up my hand and said "before you ask, if either of us knew why we call each other that we would be glad to tell you as I'm sure it could be a good story, but neither of us can remember how it started. I don't suppose you pretty ladies could come up with a convincing story of how we got the names while we go buy you ladies a drink?" I said with a broad grin. "Hold up old Johnny boy, we can't leave without us hearing their names. After all, we have to come up with terrible nicknames for them since they know ours. It's only fair, don't you agree ladies?" "True, so very true my good Jimmy boy. As my father never said, but I'm sure he would have if he was as silly as me; you can't party without stupid nicknames." I said trying to look wise and mysterious. The girls giggled, clearly not falling for my act. I don't know why but as I started to relax and looked around at them all since they were now in a better light, they looked just as stunning as the redhead did. They were smiling and enjoying our company. They looked great. Seeing that we had four hot girls enjoying our company I think I would have done anything just to keep them happy. I could tell Mark was probably more smitten with the redhead than me, even though we both had a thing for redheads. I was pretty sure she was favoring Mark as well. I didn't really mind, I love Mark as a brother and both of us trying to fight over the same girl would end in disaster. This was Marks night to show off his charms. "So my noble ladies" Mark said bowing his head, then continuing "what be thy names and what may we have the pleasure of offering you to drink on this most auspicious of evenings?" I had to look away for a moment to stifle a laugh; Mark really knew how to be charming and silly at the same time. I had always admired him for that. The girl to the far left stood up. She had blonde hair, with thin black stripes in her hair. It looked cool, but it did distract a little from her pretty face. I couldn't help but notice her blue eyes were the exact shade of blue I wish my eyes were. With a voice that was surprisingly deep she started introducing everyone "I'm Rachel" then pointing at the girl next to her; a very tall slender brunette wearing a plain skirt but a gorgeous looking top. "This is Courtney" continuing on to the next girl, Dark hair, not quite black but very close to it. Her arms and legs looked toned and tan like she was out in the sun most days exercising. "And this is Beverly, though she already has a nickname: Bells." I could see why she had the nickname Bells, she reminded me of Christmas for some reason. "And the last one, the shy redhead here is Amy. Luckily we can get her to do almost anything, like fetching a few noble gentlemen such as your selves to accompany us this evening" she said with a an enticing smile "And I think we are fine with beer for the first round, right my fair maidens?" she finished looking around at her friends. I was glad they took our fancy talk in stride and followed suit. They nodded, but I sensed a problem. We needed to come up with bad nicknames for them, but ordering beers would not give us enough time to do so. "I must interject my ladies, but we beg of thee to request a drink of which can let us ponder a little longer so your new names may match your beauty and grace" I said trying hard to look humble. Mark as usual being quick on his feet continued on "I must agree with my most noble of companions my ladies, he is quite right." Again we were rewarded with giggling from them; this night had already turned out to be much better than what we had originally planned. "Fair enough my good sir's" Rachel said with a little blush on her cheeks and a sly grin. It had a great effect as her face really lit up. "I wonder if perhaps we could have a round of mojitos if you would care to join us." Mark with a teasing voice said "It would be our pleasure, but I hope you don't mind if we ease up on the fancy talk for a while. It is getting hard to find suitable words and I can speak for both Johnny boy and I that we would rather give you our full attention than wasting time on talking silly. Oh and don't forget, in exchange for new names you need to make a good story of how we got our nicknames." We got another round of giggling, then Courtney said in a soft voice "Not that we don't enjoy the noble English talk, I think it would be easier for all of us to get to know each other better if we don't have the pressure on us." Grateful for Marks suggestion I gave my last noble words of the night as I turned to Mark "My noble Jimmy boy, we must make haste if we are to enjoy the company of these most gracious maidens." I heard a quiet sigh of satisfaction from the girls as I turned and Mark quickly followed me laughing. Mark was always good company. How Could I Resist? Ch. 01 "So Johnny boy, got any good ideas for nicknames?" I was silent for a moment then answered "It is tough, it can't be too obvious." We got to the bar and made our order for six mojitos. "I think we will need some help carrying the drinks unless you want to take them over in turns?" Mark agreed, and then went on "I'm thinking stripes for Courtney since they'll expect that to be for Rachel. It should be a good surprise if we phrase it right. Maybe blue for Rachel? Her eyes do look remarkable." "Yeah I think you are right, what about brave for Amy? She did get us to join them, and she was shielding the others from dealing with all the guys coming to hit on them all night" The first drink was finished so I offered to take it over to the girls. When I came back I suggested the name style for Beverly "She seems like the one dressed up the most." Mark got distracted by the bartender that gave us two more drinks so Mark grabbed them and went to the table to deliver their drinks. When he came back the last of the drinks were finished, we paid then went back to the table giddy with anticipation. "So, do you girls have a story for us? We would like to hear the story before we reveal your new official names." Mark said. "A bit hesitant Beverly looked at us in turns, and then began nervously "Well." She paused for a few seconds, and then went on "We were actually hoping we could tell you tomorrow." She said, then winking at us. Now that was something we hadn't expected. Our Jaws dropped faster than the speed of light. I don't know how our faces looked from their point of view but they roared with laughter. Us not having anything to say, just looking stunned, they just kept laughing, almost having a fit. Again time seemed to have stopped, my mind full of doubt but also slight optimism I hadn't experienced in a long time. Surely they couldn't be serious. We can't be this lucky, and more than that it would be four on two. Even the logistics seemed impossible in my temporally dazed mind. "Okay first off I have to ask. Did we fall asleep at the bar? Secondly, if we aren't sleeping right now, are we the luckiest men to ever have lived or is this a very cruel joke?" Mark asked shaking with nervousness and in barely more than a whisper. I just stared for a few moments. Then a thought slowly formed in the back of my mind. "I...wow...err...right...." I said stumbling over my words. I gathered myself and tried again "Wow. I'm afraid I've completely forgotten the nicknames we had for you." Mark laughed at the fact that the new names were my biggest concerns. Starting out Amy was nervously shaking like Mark had done and her voice barely above a whisper she said "It kind of started as a joke since we had trouble coming up with a story. But...." She paused. Then she started again her voice slowly getting steadier and rising a little in volume. "Seeing your reaction I'm thinking it could be fun." She was definitely teasing us I thought, yet when she looked around at the other girls they just nodded slowly and barely moving but were looking at Mark and me gaging our reactions. Rachel suddenly looked rather serious like she was thinking really hard, then said "um...I...We... um. If we do this and the idea does sound appealing to me." She paused for a few seconds, then without looking at any of us like she was afraid of what we would say or do she went on "How...How would it work? We are four ladies and two men, and I think I speak for the rest of my friends in that seeing as we are on the pill we." She paused again blushing heavily while trying to gather the courage to continue. She went on again, this time with more confidence and looking at her friends "I...We, I mean us girls I think like it when...Err...Damn this is hard to say... I think you can guess where I'm going with this." She looked around at the other girls hoping for confirmation as her face was becoming even redder. She really couldn't continue until she had gotten her control over herself again. She was often the one taking charge when going out but now she was really out of her element. A few more seconds of silence, it feeling like the whole bar was looking at us. They weren't of course but when something like this happens you do feel both trapped but also gripped with disbelief that it is happening. Amy opened her mouth then closed it again, then looking at Courtney as if she were passing on the torch of a very delicate situation to her. "Rachel is right... how do we do this? Do we split up and make two threesomes or do we do this orgy style? Right now I'm still too shocked to say yes or no to either option" Courtney said. Feeling the pressure of being the only one who hadn't said anything yet Beverly took a few moments to get her mind around this and get control over her voice. You could hear a pin drop at the table. Nobody had taken a sip of their drink yet, all of us completely stuck in our heads not wanting to do or say the wrong thing. "Well... I think it could be fun. But we need to get drunk first I think. I mean like really drunk. And we definitely need some ground rules. Or maybe we shouldn't drink. Is it true it's harder to maintain an erection when drunk? And where would we do this? I think something like this would leave an awful mess. Maybe we could go to a hotel?" She stopped; again nobody said anything but everyone was looking around at each other trying to gage each other's thoughts. I cleared my throat, my mouth feeling very dry; Time to get started on that drink of mine. The others followed my lead and took a big sip. Gathering my thoughts I nervously started talking "Right." I made a small pause "Right." I repeated, starting again "I'm up for this; I don't think any man could say no, though I'm not entirely convinced this isn't a dream. To be frank I can't remember the last time I was this turned on. I think it would be the most practical thing to indeed go to a hotel. I think you are right in that this could get very messy and I don't think it would be fun to clean up afterwards. If everyone is up for this I suggest we finish our drinks and then get some air before we make the final decision. Also, I don't think if we don't all agree to this then I don't think we should do it. It would be awkward for whoever doesn't join and that isn't fair. Maybe we should vote on it without anyone knowing who says yes or no? Also, some ground rules is probably a good idea, and I think we can agree that this probably should stay between us. I..." I finished losing the little confidence I had when I had started talking. Thankfully Mark took up the mantle of continuing. "Right, I don't want to rush anyone to make a decision but it's getting close to midnight so....Cheers I guess, let's get drinking." Again we all picked up our glassed and took a deep sip of their drink, then another one. It seemed like we all silently agreed that this would happen as long as nobody did anything stupid. A few more seconds had passed when Amy said Right, Bottoms up everyone and let's get going. The mood here is just going to get even tenser if we don't get going and stop thinking too hard about this." Amy started, and then like a wave we started finishing our drinks one by one, and then standing up, grabbing purses or coats or whatever else that we had taken with us to the bar. When everyone had gotten their stuff they rushed out of the bar, we clearly all wanted this so no need to vote after all. Now there was only three obstacles left, find two taxis or one of the big ones, finding the nearest hotel, and then getting a big enough room that we could all sleep there when we were done. The taxi ride was just a blur, both seeming to last forever, but also passing by too quickly. I went with Rachel and Courtney and Mark went with Amy and Beverly. I vaguely remember the ride to the hotel .I was making out with both Rachel and Courtney, each taking turns while I fingered both of them on either side of me while they were rubbing my cock through my pants. It was harder than steel at this point. We didn't pay attention to the driver at all, but I like to think he enjoyed the show. The others had arrived a little before we did. The biggest room they had left was for four people so only two large beds. In my mind it seemed like that was the better choice anyway, that way both me and Mark could go to sleep snuggling with two sexy ladies on both sides of us after we had been completely drained. Amy and Mark had gone up to the hotel room to get things ready. I wasn't surprised but happy Mark was getting a head start. I did feel a little sorry for Beverly since her play time had been delayed by a good ten minutes to lead us up to the room. When she saw us, she rushed over to us giving me a quick kiss, then grabbing Courtney and kissed her with such passion that really surprised me. I wondered who else in their group was bi-sexual or if perhaps they were just swallowed up by what was to come that they couldn't resist. Rachel took the chance to grab hold of my belt and began dragging me over to the elevator. While we were moving over there she called out to Courtney and Beverly that they better get moving or they would be left behind. She had turned around to do so, so I took the opportunity to grab her back and releasing her bra deftly with one hand through her very thin shirt. I got a quick glance at it when she moved around again; it was a deep red color. I really wanted to grab it, pull it up and get a good sniff of her scent or maybe wearing it as a hat. It seemed like something that we could probably all laugh at and could ease the tension a little bit. "Oh you naughty boy, I think I'll have to punish you for that later." She said a wicked smile on her face. "Now get your ass over to the elevator so we can get started." When we got to the elevator she let go of my belt, brought both of her hands up to both sides of my face and pulled me down to give me one of the sexiest kisses I've ever experienced. It was incredibly passionate but not with tongue. Instead of using her tongue she went a little lower so she had her lips around my lower lip and I had mine around her upper lip. She started to use her tongue to caress my lower lip, so I followed suit and tried to do the same with her upper lip. It tickled but in a very erotic way. I could tell I needed some practice but I was sure I was going to get plenty of that tonight. While she was kissing me I grabbed her ass with both hands and slowly but deliberately moved her to the wall. Then I moved my hands down her thighs, and then started moving her thighs up around my hips. She realized what I was doing after a few seconds, and then lifted her legs up so I could get a better hold and placed her hands on my shoulders to help me lift her up. When I got her up just above my cock I started grinding against her panties that held that sweet treasure I craved while pushing her against the wall. She broke the kiss, resting her head on my right shoulder while moaning softly. She kept moaning but stopped in short intervals to licking my earlobe. It felt so good I almost dropped her when she did it the first time. Looks like this night would be full of discoveries. The fourth time she moved her face up to my earlobe, she bit down on it gently. Not hard but I let out gasp and actually dropped her this time. Luckily she expected it so she landed on her feet, then started kissing me again with her hands holding me tightly, but this time with tongue. We had kissed for maybe five seconds when Courtney whispered in my ear "Save some for me lover boy." Needless to say I was getting really impatient about getting up to our room so we could get this show on the road. Almost at the same time Rachel and I opened our eyes and she just stared into mine with an intensity that weren't hard to read; it made it very clear that she wanted to be fucked hard and she wanted it bad. Damn this girl pushed all of my buttons. Courtney and Beverly had gotten into the elevator and Beverly cleared her throat loudly which made it pretty clear if we didn't get in now, we would be in big trouble when we got up to our room. Reluctantly Rachel broke eye contact but gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and moved into the elevator taking my hand and dragging me with her. I was annoyed to be interrupted when my excitement was growing but soon realized that there was a limit to what we could get away with outside our rooms. As soon as we got into the elevator Beverly grabbed me roughly to her saying "my turn" and then kissed me hard. While we got busy, Rachel started kissing Courtney, but grabbed my hand and dragged it down into her panties. Damn, this girl was wet. I struggled to both be making out with Beverly and trying to pleasure Rachel at the same time. Noticing my dilemma in trying to please them both but failing, Beverly broke the kiss and said "let me do the work for now" then started kissing me again and Rachel placed her own hand on mine down her panties taking control. The bell from the elevator rang but Courtney was the only one that noticed it. The rest of us were too busy to pay attention to minor things like getting to our rooms so we could continue. She grabbed me around my hips from behind to get me to move. My excitement was reaching a new high but it was interrupted again. Damn you Courtney I thought, but quickly following her, sweeping her off her feet and carried her princess style towards the room. While moving to our room she raised her head so she could lick and softly suck on my neck and licking up and down slowly. Another form of pleasure, another discovery made. I couldn't help but grinning broadly, to the point that it started hurting. When we got to our room, I could hear moaning from inside. Opening the door I wasn't surprised to see Amy straddling Marks face grabbing his hair and moving it exactly as she wanted it. Both Mark and I loved to eat pussy in that position. You learn a lot about a guy when you've lived with him for a couple of years. Letting Courtney down she whispered in my ear sending chills down my spine "I bet they want the same treatment I just got my sweet prince" she said pointing back at Rachel and Beverly. Rachel had unbuttoned her shirt and had pulled off her bra placing it on top of Beverly's head while Beverly was gently playing with Rachel's breast; hand on the right one, her mouth on the left one. I gave Beverly one last kiss then said "Better get to it then. Jimmy boy probably wants some attention while he's having fun with Amy." I gave her a quick slap on the ass when she turned around causing her to yelp with surprise, then she looked back and said "You are going to pay for that!" with a smile. "Maybe I should start calling you my naughty prince instead?" Walking down to fetch Beverly and Rachel they were still going at it with passion. Rachel moved up and away from Beverly's breasts when she saw me, and Beverly quickly went down on her knees licking Rachel all the way down to her belly button. Rachel gave a soft moan; I made a quick mental note for later. When I reached them I gave them a big smile and asked "So who wants to be carried to the room first?" Rachel was quick to answer, but her answer wasn't what I had expected. Again she looked into my eyes with the same intensity as before and then said "I was thinking more that you should lift up Beverly onto your cock to tease her like you did to me down stairs. Then I want to climb up on your back so I can play with your earlobes again." I couldn't help think "damn this girl is a sexy minx," then took Beverly in my arms and lifted her up. I expected Rachel to grab my shoulders to climb up, but instead she reached around my waist to check how hard I was while whispering into my ear "I stole Beverly's panties in the elevator. You'll enjoy this" then gave me a wink and a quick slap on my ass. She climbed up on my back as best as she could but I had to bend over quite a bit to hold Beverly and let Rachel stay on my back. As uncomfortable as it was, I didn't feel much pain from being so turned on. Feeling Courtney's wet pussy soaking the front of my pants, and Rachel grinding her breasts and pussy against my back my excitement rose again. After some hard labor on my part we finally reached the room. Rachel jumped off and I let go of Beverly and walked inside. Taking a quick look inside I saw Mark lying face down naked on the bed being massaged by Courtney and Amy. Amy was taking care of his back while Courtney was rubbing up and down his thighs. Rachel took hold of my pants moving the zipper down and stripping me with lust all over her face. Beverly closed the door, and when she turned around she walked around me and started unbuttoning my shirt from behind. When I felt my pants hit the ground I slowly lifted the right food, and then the left food so Rachel could get my pants completely off. Beverly started using only one hand on the buttons on my shirt and with her other hand she was teasing her hands down my boxers from behind, applying pressure on my ass. Once again I had discovered something new. Her hand didn't stay there for long. I was disappointed for about a second, and then I felt her gently massaging my balls from behind. All my disappointment vanished as fast as it had come in. Rachel stood up, and told me to follow her. When we got into the room she grabbed me rather roughly and threw me down into a chair and said "It's time for your punishment." Beverly came over with Rachel's bra; apparently they had planned this in the hall. Then Rachel took the bra put it over my eyes and made it tight so it wouldn't fall off, then by necessity she had to tie a small knot. She very slowly started to move my boxers down. I raised my hips to get them off faster, but she said in a low teasing voice "Oh no you don't. I will have to punish you even more now." An interesting thing about having your vision blocked is that your other senses seem magnified hugely. I could hear Mark groaning and the sound of someone moving up and down on him going from moaning to suddenly going completely quiet as if she had lost her breath. Someone was definitely having an orgasm. I could smell sex in the air and my skin was really sensitive. I could feel Rachel's fingertips moving up and on the inside of my thighs, stopping right before she reached my groin each time. I could feel my balls aching, desperate to be touched. Every time she got close to them they tightened up painfully, and then they relaxed as she reversed the direction. When I tried to ask for forgiveness I felt a mouth close on mine before I got more than a word out. Forcefully someone grabbed my head and shoved her tongue in my mouth, then swirling it around my tongue keeping me silent. Then she stopped with her tongue underneath mine and made this weird humming sound. It caused this weird feeling of slight vibration. How many more things would I discover that felt amazing? This was getting ridiculous. Whoever was kissing me stopped, then moved down to my ear and I heard Courtney's voice whisper "Don't you say anything or make a noise until we give you permission. Or do you want the teasing to last all night long?" Rachel finally had mercy on me and started pulling down my boxers again. I had learnt my lesson this time and I didn't move a muscle. I really didn't feel like going through the torture I had just been through again. Little did I know, but this was just the beginning. She teased me by dragging my boxers down my legs slowly. My cock springing free from its constraints it bounced up and hit my stomach with a loud noise. I heard a giggle from behind me so it seemed like I had the attention of three of them at the moment. How Could I Resist? Ch. 01 "Wow, it's bigger than I expected. How big is it Johnny boy?" I didn't recognize the voice, so I assumed that whoever it was masking it on purpose. "Honestly I don't know. I never bothered to measure it. I think I'm a little above average, maybe you fine ladies could measure it for me later" I said with a smile. "Oh and I love you calling me Johnny boy and not Charles." I replied feeling my confidence rise. I couldn't help but wonder if they were surprised by the size because I had a demeanor that suggested it would be small, or if I indeed was above average. I drifted off a bit barely aware of my surroundings. I heard the same voice again that I didn't recognize saying "Oi Johnny boy! Come back to reality for a second." Then I felt a slap to the left side of my face. Not hard, but not gentle either. With great effort I pulled back into the present, smiling and feeling a bit rebellious I said "What? I was kind of enjoying my own little world for a second there. So, I'm guessing you are going to keep torturing me?" "No, we couldn't possible do that to our naughty prince now could we?" Courtney said, making it clear what was what in store for me. "We just wanted to make sure you weren't cheating by filtering out our fun." Now it's time for you to go back to being quiet and resume your role as my toy." Suddenly I heard Mark begging for mercy saying "Let me have a short break or I'm going to shoot any minute now." It sounded like Beverly was riding him. "Beverly responded with a dominant voice" Oh my poor little man, tonight WE decide when and where you cum. You won't get any sleep until you are completely drained. YOU GOT THAT?" emphasizing the last few words. I heard Mark trying to answer but he was interrupted mid-way by an orgasm "Yes my la... OH SHIT OH FUCK ARRRGGG!!!" Then losing all control of his body and voice he started whimpering like he was in pain rather than in heaven. At the same time I could hear irregular heavy breathing from Beverly as if she couldn't breathe. When they got past their orgasmic bliss Beverly fell hard to the side of the bed making it creak loudly. I heard a loud sigh coming from Mark; he probably wouldn't move much for the next ten minutes or so. I could feel my balls aching for release, my cock throbbing and hard to the point that it was starting to hurt. But I didn't want to cum before I had made the girls cum .Hearing what Mark was going through was the distraction I needed to prevent myself from shooting early. Someone was using her fingertip slowly going up and down over my shaft while blowing softly at the head. Knowing I would be dead meat if I made a sound I bit down into my lower lip to avoid anything escaping my lips. Again Courtney leaned down next to my ear again asking in a seductive voice "Who do you want to cum inside first my naughty prince? You get to choose between me and Rachel seeing as Amy is having fun cleaning up Mark and Beverly so she won't be available for the next five to ten minutes. Your friend really shot a big load; I hope you'll do the same." "Trust me, after having been teased the last hour I won't disappoint." Knowing I had to be careful not to give the wrong answer here. This was getting dangerous so I decided to go with the diplomatic option "How could I ever choose between you? I'm so fucking excited that I won't last long this first round so how could I ever choose between who gets me first knowing I can barely last a few minutes in my current condition, and who gets me when I can last long enough to share the pleasure?" Rachel stopped teasing my cock and then yelled out "DING! DING! DING! Correct answer." I felt myself get pulled out of the chair with surprisingly strength. Having been in the char for so long and having been teased endlessly I almost fell over as soon as I got to my feet. Not being able to see and still not allowed to talk I tried to remember the layout of the room. I took a few steps in the direction where I thought the bed might be. I wanted to lie down for a bit. But I was stopped by two soft but firm hands on my grabbing my shoulders tightly. "Stay right where you are Lover boy! Or the punishment will continue." I was threatened by Rachel. She really loved being in charge, and I didn't mind at all. I was getting more and more turned on. I groaned, not daring to defy her. Courtney said in a rather telling voice "My turn first. Or It'll be me punishing you later Rachel" she said threatening but also with lust in it. Rachel was about to interject, but seeing the lustful look on Courtney's face she knew better than to argue. Courtney was a girl you don't want to mess with unless you are ready to face her wrath. Courtney grabbed me, and with urgency and need she lay me down on the floor immediately. Getting on top of me Courtney rubbed my cock on her outer lips, and then slowly rubbed the head getting me wet with her juices. She took off the bra that was blocking my vision. It felt so great finally being able to see and appreciate our masters for the evening. I managed to look around the room for a few seconds before Courtney without warning slammed down hard. Everyone had stripped down to their birthday suits, but I was too far gone to really notice it. "Oooh, that feels so good. Hmmmmm." She moaned, her voice sounded like it was coming deep from her throat and not her mouth. I yelped in shock, her inner workings of her pussy felt like a vice on the base of my cock. It both hurt and felt incredible at the same time. Getting her breath back she looked me intensely like she was daring me to break eye contact. She paused for a minute then said "Lie still, I need to get adjusted to your size." I just lay there, feeling helpless and desperate for release. "Oh god it feels so good inside you. Please don't tease me anymore; I won't last at all if you keep this up" I pleaded with desperation and fear. "I don't want to cum before you've had some pleasure as well." Rachel came over straddling over my face while facing Courtney and putting one hand on her breast, and the other down towards her clit, stopping just before reaching it. She really was a tease. "Be a good boy and get me soaked so you can fuck me hard afterwards." She said to me. I felt Courtney grinding back and forth maybe an inch each way, painfully slow. It took all my will power to not start moving up and down with a ferocity that could match a lion in heat. Switching my focus back to Rachel I placed my hands on her hips to make sure she couldn't escape. I ran my tongue slowly but firmly up and down her outer lips, being rewarded with a barely audible moan each time and her juices flowing even more. She tasted so sweet I could be happy licking and teasing her for hours .I started making circles around her sex, slowly and barely touching her. Then I softly flicked my tongue just below her clit. Again I was rewarded with a moan and an increase in her juices. But it was getting really hard to focus properly on her. I felt Courtney's pussy spasm. I felt like I was both in heaven and hell at the same time. Rachel definitely deserved better than someone barely being able to pay attention to her. "Oh well "I thought "The night is still young, I'll have plenty of time to make it up to her later." Then in a flash Courtney rose up, slammed down hard on my cock, went up again then slamming down even harder. She moved up again going slower this time but I had reached my breaking point. She wanted to be in control but I was having none of that. Not after the torture I had been through, not after having been rock hard for the better part of an hour. I really needed a release right about fucking now. I bucked my hips up with all the effort I could muster, slamming hard into her as she had just started going back down. I heard a high pitched "Oh goooooooooood...Shit...fuck!!" I came harder than I've ever done; moaning and screaming loudly witch each spurt of cum exploding from my balls. Being under Rachel's sex my mind going blank while shouting and moaning hard I lost control, my hands falling down hard on the floor on both sides. Rachel lost her balance since I was shaking hard during my orgasm and my hands that had supported her had fallen away. She fell to the side hitting the floor with a small whimper. I saw stars, and then complete darkness. I drifted off, losing consciousness And the next thing I remember is Beverly leaning over me with her head barely inches over my mouth to check if I was still breathing. Someone was gently massaging my chest at the same time, going down to my belly button, and then going up and pinched my nipples lightly. It felt nice. I raised my head only to find my muscles giving up and my head fell down again. I felt numb, not feeling anything. I was barely able to think yet alone move. Not being able to focus my vision and my hearing barely there I got out a question "Damn...Did I pass out? How long was I out?" I was worried I wouldn't be able to move until next morning or even feel anything. "Wow" Courtney said coming over, continuing she said "I've never seen anyone pass out from an orgasm before. Are you okay? That was so fucking hot. It felt like an explosion inside me. It felt fucking amazing. I feel so full right now." She paused for a bit, and then went on "You were out cold for several minutes. I think we better get you to a bed so you can get some sleep so you don't pass out again." It felt nice having them worry over me and taking care of me, but I was definitely not going to stop now. I were committed to going all night long, and damn it, I wasn't about to back down from that. Smiling weakly I tried to maintain eye contact while saying: "No... I want to keep going, I NEED to keep going. I'm still fucking horny. I just need like half an hour to recover. Do we have anything to drink? I could really use some water right now." I looked around hearing soft moaning; Mark was on top and Amy had her legs wrapped around his hips like she was desperate to not go anywhere. Slowly and teasingly Mark was thrusting in and out Amy's pussy with shallow strokes. Every few strokes he slammed down hard and deep and then waited for a few seconds before pulling out to the edge. His eyes closed and a dazed look on his face he was definitely having a good time but was also focused on taking care of Amy's needs. Amy was breathing hard, letting out loud moans every time Mark slammed into her. "Looks like dear old Jimmy boy have recovered at least. He should be able to hold you gals over while I'm recovering, though it looks like he is busy right now". I said nodding over to Mark and Amy with a broad grin. I felt a strong pain in both my cheeks. I loved Mark as a brother so I was glad he got to fuck Amy with a little bit of privacy, even though I was about to change that. With all the teasing I had gone through it was only fair he should go through it as well. He had after all had his eyes on her most of the night. "Only half an hour, are you sure? We sort of figured you'd be out for the night after unloading like that." Beverly said suspiciously. "It's the least I can do after you gave me the best orgasm I've ever had. I just hope I can return the favor when I can get up" An idea floated through my mind. I called out to Mark. "Yo Jimmy boy, I don't mean to interrupt but are you ready to play when you've made Amy c um a few more times? " "What do you have in mind?" he answered, then turning his attention back to Amy with love and not lust in his eyes. To be continued.. And with that, I think it's time to finish the first chapter before it gets too long, though it probably already is. But you have the next few chapters to look forward to now that the story has been set up.