My Fantasy

“Rora, do I really have to do this?”1

“You promised I could have anything I wanted for my birthday and that’s what I want.” I stood my ground as I argued with my boyfriend about my birthday present. “Please Toby. I’ve wanted this since I was eleven-years-old, ten years! And he isn’t some stranger, Tilor is your friend.”2

“That’s just it, Aurora. Tilor is my FRIEND. I’m not about to fuck him just because you want to see two guys have sex.” I knew just what to do to get him. I burst out crying, mumbling out an accusation of him. Visibly affected by my crying, Toby came closer and enwrapped me in his arms. Shushing me, he replied to my mumbles. “No, Aurora. I love it when you’re happy. It’s a joy to see you happy.” I mumbled through my tears again. “No, sweetheart. I want you to get what you want on your twenty-first birthday, you should be happy.” I mumbled out something else. I knew I now had him in the palm of my hand. “Yes, I’ll do this for you. Just to see your happiness.” He finished defeated. I smiled through the tears. Bingo! I got what I wanted. I kissed him on the cheek, thanked him and walked into our room, closing the door.3

“Tilor?” I questioned in the dark room. The light went on at the side table of mine and Toby’s bed. I smiled fondly at what Tilor was doing for me. He sat on my side of the bed, fully clothed, only missing his shoes. “I got him to do it.” I said as I wiped at the dry tears stains left by the fake tears.4

“Everything’s ready.” Tilor told me. Nodding my head, I turned to walk back out the door to get Toby.5

“Tilor says he’s ready.” I told Toby. He had sat down at our breakfast nook. He looked up at me, giving me a fake smile. Getting up, he walked past me and into our bedroom where Tilor awaited. I followed him. As I walked into the bedroom, I saw Toby unbuttoning Tilor’s button-up shirt, his shirt already discarded on the floor next to our bed, Tilor kissing up Toby’s stomach and to his chest, sucking on his male nipples. Tilor’s shirt now thrown on top of Toby’s, I sat down on the chair next to our desk as the boys fell on top of each other on the bed. Toby was on top and it was his turn to kiss every inch Tilor’s chest, his right hand rubbing the evident bulge of Tilor’s blue jeans. Tilor threw his head back in apparent pleasure. Tilor started on Toby’s light blue faded jeans, unbuttoning them and helping him shimmy out of them. I watched as the jeans plummeted down onto the pile of growing clothes. I unzipped my own pants and took off my shirt, starting my own pile. I started rubbing myself between my legs as Toby took off Tilor’s jeans and boxers along with it, tossing them onto the floor too and positioning himself between Tilor’s legs. Taking Tilor’s now-limp member, I rubbed myself harder as Toby pumped his hand up and down, making Tilor’s member jump back to life.6

Placing his mouth at the top of his friend’s hard manhood, Tilor’s head lolled back and forth as Toby took him in his mouth. A small groan came from Tilor’s mouth. Toby’s head bobbed back and forth at a slow, graceful pace. My orgasm overtook me, a sigh escaping from my lips, my eyes closing instantly. Both boys noticed and looked at me questioningly. Toby’s eyes radiated evil as he looked at me; Tilor’s smile equally wide as Toby’s smirk. Fear overcame my features as I wondered what was going through their minds. Tilor leaned in to whisper something in Toby’s ear and kissed his cheek afterward. Toby moved his head just a smidge and latched his mouth onto his friend’s, Tilor’s opening on command. A low feral sound came from Toby. I looked down to see Tilor as doing the same thing to Toby as he had done to Tilor not twenty minutes ago. Tilor’s hand moved rapidly up and down Toby’s penis; every few minutes, slowing down and flicking his thumb over the tip, smearing pre-come all over the pad of his thumb. Tilor suddenly went down between Toby’s legs and took all of him in his mouth. Each motion carefully thought out, carefully planned, graceful in every aspect. Toby was squirming, not used to this pace. He was used to my pace, a very fast and exhilarating pace. Toby must have come because Tilor was gagging. Tilor finally got the liquid down and sat up--he was beet red from choking. Toby's hyperventilating ceased to a stop or at least controlled enough for him to try and also sit up. The newer glint in his eyes told me to be even more afraid now. Tilor got up off the bed and came over to where I was sitting and wrapped his arms around me as he carefully undid my bra hook. When Toby was able to regain his balance, he came over to the chair I was sitting in and stood me up as Tilor played with my breasts.7

Toby moved me to the bed and sat me back down as he pressed his lips to mine as Tilor moved my hands away from my clitoris and replaced them with his own hands. I opened my mouth to Toby as he pushed me further up the bed and laid me down. Tilor removed his fingers out of me and put his head down between my legs, for I felt his tongue stick out and touch my clit. He touched it in a way where I almost jumped two feet off the bed. Both boys stopped what they were doing to me and looked at each other in silent commission. Toby moved away from me and Tilor then lifted me off the bed--Tilor had a stronger build--and placed me farther up near the headboard. Toby then brought his body above me and gently slid his cock into me. He then flipped us both over so we were now on our sides and I felt Tilor's member bump me in the backside. Tilor started small and started playing around with my rear so I could get used to "things" there. Suddenly, I received a small jolt of pain and took a sharp intake of breath. Toby tried to relax me and kissed my forehead telling me to take a deep breath and calm down. Tilor's finger gently moved in and out of my bottom and after a few minutes, Toby stopped thrusting into me and Tilor's finger was removed from my ass.8

I felt Tilor's hard cock pressing against my backside again and this time, I felt him push in a little bit. The pain was increasing and tears formed in my eyes. Toby was shushing in my ear and held me close. Tilor asked me if it hurt and I nodded my head. He asked me if I wanted him to stop for a few seconds; again I nodded my head in acceptance. Both boys stood stock still making sure I was okay. When I could finally handle the pain of my bottom, I told Tilor he could move on. More and more he pushed while Toby kept himself in check. Finally both holes were filled and they didn't hurt. Toby moved onto his back, Tilor helping him move me and Tilor then went up on his knees. In a rhythm, Toby and Tilor found a way to keep them and me satisfied. Toby was going at a rapid pace while Tilor was keeping himself in check and going slow for me. At certain moments, I could feel both boys rub against each other and it felt amazing. They were only separated my a thin piece of skin. After what felt like an eternity, I couldn't take it anymore and my second orgasm of the night took over.Toby and then Tilor weren't far to follow my lead. Both boys kissed each cheek and then for my amusement, kissed each other while they were both still in me.9

Toby was the first to pull out of me. Tilor was the next to pull out. Apparently while I was sitting on my chair watching the boys have fun with each other, they decided to give me a little show extra.Toby went over to the chair and turned it sideways so the back faced the wall. He kneeled over it and Tilor was no where in sight. When I did find him, his member was hard. Again. Carefully coaxing Toby's butt and his cock in lubricant, Tilor then gently slid himself into Toby. It was Toby's turn to have tears in his eyes and feel the painful pleasure. Soon they forgot I was in the room and had their fun. Tilor kissing Toby's neck while Toby moaned and played with his own cock. Both boys' breathing got heavier and heavier and Toby's came along with Tilor, whose head fell on top of Toby's shoulder. Toby and Tilor then crawled into the bed with me sandwiched in the middle. "Happy Birthday Rora. I love you." said Toby as I fell asleep on his shoulder, Tilor spooned up against me.10

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