Phil W. meets the A-Team - Two Years later p7
Title: Phil Wenneck meets the A-Team
Pairings: H/P/F; P/S
Rating: NC17
Warning: Twins in love making love. Threesome. Foursome. Hetero stuff as well.
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“Fuck,” Face and Phil said in unison. Hannibal shook his head, wishing for another cigar but didn’t want to smoke with the Princess around. “Way to go, guys.”
Phil looked helplessly at his brother, then at the Colonel. Face laid his hand on his thigh, stroking gently, “The Boss and I have talked about this, you know. What if…I mean, we wanted to tell you but didn’t have the chance yet…”
“What?” Phil’s brain just couldn’t work out what Face was aiming at right now.
Hannibal cleared his throat, “We thought we could…she and us…”
Phil looked up frowning, “she and you…oh wait. You mean we try and make up with her by inviting her into…”
“…our bed, yeah,” Face peered at him from under his lashes.
“He’s good with women, you know,” Hannibal tried to grin, arms folded tightly across his chest. “Didn’t you see how she looks at him from time to time?”
“She what?”
“Has a thing for Temp, too…and…”
Hannibal couldn’t finish his sentence because Steph suddenly came out of the bathroom again, deliberately slowly, eyes fixed on Face, “You’re all so screwed up,” She stated with a voice Phil never heard from her and his heart sank even more.
But she walked right into Temp’s personal space, pressed herself against him, slung her arms around his shoulders and kissed him fully on the mouth. “But…” another kiss, open mouthed this time, “If this is true what you just said…” another kiss, her hands sliding down his broad chest, “You three are forgiven…barely. And yes, I do have a thing for you, bro in law. How could I not since you look exactly like my husband?”
Face smiled and cut off more words from her by taking her into his arms and kissing her as gently, as expertly as only he could kiss a woman.
The kiss seemed to take several minutes. Phil wasn’t sure how he felt when he saw his wife melt completely into his brother’s embrace.
He caught a glance from Hannibal who came over to him, sitting beside him and laying his arm around Phil’s shoulder. “You more jealous of her or him?”
Phil looked at his lover, starting to chuckle, “I don’t know. Both?”
“Come here.” The Colonel kissed his eye lids, hugged him and the little one close, murmuring reassuringly, “Love you babe. We’ll work this out.”
“Yeah, seems so.” Phil looked him in the eye and started to kiss the Colonel right in front of his wife. But she was lost in the kiss with his brother.
Steph didn’t know how to feel. Templeton’s kiss was intoxicating. He was coaxing her on with his tongue against hers and his fingertips on her back, her cheek. She almost could feel the apology through the kiss. Her heart was still pounding from the betrayal that had hit her. But the soldier’s strong arms around her, his dick starting to twitch against her beneath his blanket, made her sigh into the kiss.
Face pulled away slightly, his hands on her ass, pressing their lower body parts together, looking her deep into the eyes, “Deal?”
His gaze was so much like Phil’s that she didn’t care, feeling the pounding from her heart spreading through her whole body.
Phil suddenly stood beside them, his arms around each of them. He also asked, “Deal?” his voice husky and raw with emotion.
Steph looked from one to the other and back over their shoulder towards Hannibal who held the little one on his arms. He smiled at her, his eyes pleading.
“Deal…” She held her hand up as soon as the twins wanted to kiss her, “Only when you tell me everything.” Again she studied them both, shaking her head, “Two years…you have a LOT to make up for, husband.”
“I know. I’m sorry.” And Phil devoured her, incredibly relieved that she wasn’t going to tell the police or demanded a divorce.
Temp really was able to work miracles.
“May I remind you three, that we have a little someone here who isn’t interested in sex right now?” The little Princess wasn’t looking very happy in the tall man’s arms anymore.
“Oh Sweetie,” Steph took her and disappeared with her into the bathroom to change the diaper.
Hannibal sighed, looking at the twins uncertainly but only asked, “Phil, how about some coffee?”
“Yeah, of course.” Phil busied himself in his kitchen, making coffee and warming up the little ones meal. Hannibal leaned against the counter, watching him. He looked absolutely gorgeous with only Face’s briefs on. Face just had the same thought and muttered, “We should get some clothes…”
“We came here to have some mind blowing sex…” Hannibal looked at his watch and time was running. He stepped up behind Phil and pressed himself against the backside of his gorgeous teacher, rubbing his renewed hard on against Phil’s ass. They both moaned and the Colonel started to bite Phil’s neck, burying his nose into the longish curls there.
Face only chuckled, loving the image, knowing that it wasn’t the right thing to do but still…
He made a decision, leaving the two in the kitchen, hopefully able to make some coffee while making out, and headed for the bathroom, knocking on the door and asking hesitantly, “May I come in?”
“Yeah, it’s open.” Steph called, while changing the little ones clothes.
Face stepped up behind her just as Hannibal had done with his brother and started to nuzzle his nose into her hair, his hands gently stroking it away from her neck.
Steph wanted to lean back and get lost in the sensation, but the anger was still boiling inside her. “Didn’t you think I’d be thrust worthy enough to tell me about this?”
Hot breath was blown into her ear, her earlobe gently bitten, “We’re really sorry.” Arms encircled her waist and drew her close, lips tenderly brushing the nape of her neck, stubble scratching just a bit. She sighed but forced herself to concentrate on the little one, who sat up now and wanted to play.
“Think about it honey, how do you tell someone you’re in love with your own sibling? Twin at that?” The rough voice in her ear was shaking with emotion. Hands stroking her bare arms. With a start she realized that this wasn’t Phil. She exhaled, not knowing if she should be angry or happy, thoughts whirling. She took the Princess on her arm and turned, frowning. “Temp, I’m not just someone…and you…you two are tricky bastards.”
Face smiled, “Guilty as charged.” He caressed her cheeks with both hands and she loved the fact that she might learn how to tell the difference between the two.
“But we don’t want you to be angry at us,” Face stroked his thumb gently across her lower lip. “We’re…we’re so happy we found each other and…”
“We want you to be happy with us, Stephie,” Phil slowly walked into the room, stood behind her, stroking her arms, kissing her neck. The gestures so similar but somehow different. She leaned hesitantly against her husband, sighing deeply.
“Please forgive us, we just didn’t know how to tell you. We were so afraid you’d …well…wouldn’t approve…” He tried to kiss her from that awkward angle. Face still holding her too, the Colonel behind him, not doing anything yet. The Princess playing happily with Face’s dog tags, fascinated by their glinting in the sun that shone through the window.
“I…well…that had been a remarkable image, you three on that bed…” She looked from one to the other, clearing her throat. “You…you really want me too?”
“Can we move this discussion to a more comfortable place?” Hannibal asked hesitantly. “The guys might show you how much they want you.” He winked at her. But her expression fell.
“You don’t?”
“I do like you Stephanie, but as I said before, I’m…well…those two do the trick for me…” He pressed his hand onto hers, “…but you’re clearly welcome into this unique relationship, if you want to, that is.” His gaze was so intense, begging her silently. How could she refuse? One gorgeous man pressed against her back, the other one so close in front of her, her kid between them, babbling happily.
“I guess those two do the trick for me too…” she sounded so hoarse to her own ears, that she had to clear her throat several times.
The little Princess decided to spoil the moment. She started to climb over into Face’s arms and he laughed at that, knowing she clearly thought he was her father.
Phil kissed both his girls on the cheeks, took Steph’s and Hannibal’s hands and pulled them towards the kitchen, “Looks like my Princess has my dear brother under her spell. And I need coffee, right now.” He walked backwards, looking at the Colonel and his wife in turn, not believing his luck. Steph looked much more relaxed but still nervous.
She let go of his fingers to busy herself with pouring coffee. Each of the men clearly addicts to the black liquid the way they inhaled and took the first sip.
“How is this going to work?” she whispered, letting herself be pulled against Phil’s side.
“Like that,” Hannibal pointed towards the sitting room where Face had sat the little one into her chair and pulled out cushions and blankets, throwing them onto the floor, moving armchairs and sofa aside as good as possible, creating a big comfortable space. Then took the Princess out again laid her beside him and grinned towards the others, arms open wide, “Family, time to play.”
Phil actually wanted to tackle him to the floor and ravish him right there but decided against it since the little one needed to be asleep for them to have sex. Anticipation and slow build up was always good though. He instead took the coffee mug and brought it over to him, looked briefly at Steph, then bent and kissed his brother hard for several moments.
They heard her gasp, “Oh my God…” but Face held him close, not letting him go, the coffee spilling.
Hannibal whispered into her ear, while leading her towards them, “Hot, isn’t it?” He caught the little one up in his arms again as she tried to roll away from the big play ground, then sat and pulled Steph down.
She wasn’t sure what to feel. Of course she was brought up believing that incest was one of the most wrong things that could ever happen. Twins of the same gender even worse. But seeing those two, the love pouring from one into the other, the gentle touches, the low little moans that accompanied the kiss, this surely couldn’t be wrong.
She felt the Colonel tense beside her, looked at him and saw how he licked his lips. A bulge was forming inside his jeans and he turned his head to look at Steph. “They’re incredible,” she breathed.
Face and Phil finally seemed to remember that they weren’t alone in the room and stopped their kiss with a gentle touch of lips. Then they turned and even blushed. Hannibal chuckled and reached over to kiss Face as well. But pulled back fast since the little one was rolling from his lap towards Phil. Phil sat her onto his shoulders and let her ride around the room a bit.
Face and Hannibal restrained themselves, taking their mugs and sipping their coffee. “What do you wanna know?” Face asked Steph, remembering their deal. He laid his hand on her thigh lightly, felt how Hannibal did the same to him. They all grinned at each other. Steph feeling the huge wave of love spreading across the room, not feeling left out anymore. She covered Face’s hand, thought a bit and then asked thickly, “What happened when you saw them together in bed?”
Face looked at Hannibal, then at Phil who was dancing with the little one around the room.
“I freaked, as you did.” He stared into his mug, “But more to the fact that I believed I was straight and my damn dick thought otherwise…” Another sip of coffee. “That Phil was my brother was not the first thought that entered my mind. I was just pissed at myself that I was so much in denial for so long…my poor Colonel…” Face blinked guiltily at his CO.
“He apologized a hundred times already,” Hannibal teased his XO.
“So you ran away?” She moved his hand further up and he grinned at her wickedly.
“No…they…they invited me in…”
“Oh, sounds familiar,” Steph stated.
By the time Phil was done and fell down right in the middle of their circle on his back, Miss Wenneck on his stomach, he looked up at all three of them, stating breathlessly, “Love you guys. Want us to be a big happy family…”
Steph caressed his cheek and finally smiled, “I think we can be a big happy family. Even though I still don’t know how this is going to work bed wise…You…you …” She took their daughter from Phil’s belly and held her up in the air, make her fly, thinking about what to say for a few moments.
“We ravish each other in turn?” Hannibal suggested carefully and the twins laughed their sexy, throaty laugh. Steph felt it spiral into her gut. But she had to ask, “And there is no jealousy there ever?”
“No,” Phil rolled towards her and moved his hand boldly beneath her skirt. “No one is left out, ever.” He moved his fingers beneath her slip and instantly inside of her, feeling the hot wetness greeting him. Her nether lips totally swollen. “Phil!” she gasped, still holding the baby.
“Yes babe?”
“We…we need to wait til she’s asleep!”
“Do we?” Phil’s voice was so full of lust, it nearly drove her mad and she thrust herself onto his fingers.
Face took the little one from her and outside into the garden. They heard their laughter and giggles through the open door.
Hannibal was still sitting beside them, his eyes fixed on Phil’s smooth body and the bulge in the white briefs. He opened his top button while Phil removed his wife’s underwear.
“Wanna make sweet love to you Stephie, wanna apologize.” He spread himself out onto her, bulge pressing against her most sensitive spot. She moved her legs up, pressing herself against him, her wetness soaking his briefs. She encircled his neck and they met in a deep kiss.
Phil felt rough hands slide up his thighs and he groaned appreciatively. Hannibal removed the tiny whities and slid his hands slowly across the teacher’s ass. “Oh yeah, please John.” He had broken the kiss and Steph’s eyes flew open, seeing the Colonel behind Phil. She was shocked at first but Phil whispered into her ear, “This is going to be…fuck…going to be the best sex we’ve ever had, Stephie…” He bent and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth roughly, flicking his tongue across it while sliding his iron hard cock right into her with one smooth motion. Her muscles pulsing against him with want while he felt Hannibal slick up his hole and finger fuck him.
“Yes, yes, oh John.”
“Phil!” Steph sobbed, holding him close, feeling how his dick pulsed inside of her as it never did before. He was moving very slowly, trying to get her blouse off.
“Holy fuck!” That was Face, stepping into the room, sliding the door half way shut.
“That’s a truly remarkable view.” Face let his blanket drop and Steph saw yet another impressive erection. They locked gazes for a moment. “Her highness is asleep on the porch,” Face stated, rooted to the spot, taking in the wonderful sight; Steph on her back, legs around Phil’s waist, fingers in his hair. Phil, already buried deep inside her, grinned up at him, licking his lips.
The Boss had his fingers stuck inside of Phil’s gorgeous ass, his fist around his own dick, lubing it up. “Hey Lieutenant, come on, join us.” Hannibal’s dick throbbed even more while looking at his XO. All tanned muscle and ready to be fucked as well…or…
Face wanted to have everything at once. He could get sucked off by Steph… hadn’t had a woman’s mouth around his dick for a while…or he could press the tip of his cock against Phil’s inviting lips…or he could…
“Face?” Hannibal’s voice was pleading so heavily with that one word only, it made his decision easy.
“Yeah, Boss. At your service.” His grin couldn’t get any wider and he fisted his cock while walking over towards them. Steph thought she’d die by the sexy image and clamped her muscles and arms even harder around Phil, whose dick was pulsing inside of her and whose pucker was waiting desperately for Hannibal to move into him.
Face bent and kissed each of them equally hard. Then took the lube from Hannibal’s hands, “Phil, you ready?” he asked his brother.
“Oh God, yeah, John please hurry up!”
The Colonel grinned towards Face, “Eager little bottom, isn’t he?”
“What about you Colonel?” Face grinned back at him, slicking up his own cock right in front of Hannibal’s nose. “Fuck, Temp…” Face moved his fingers very slowly across his own hard flesh, observing all the movement that was going on between Phil and Steph. “I need to see you fuck him, Boss.” Face licked his lips lasciviously and Steph gasped at the dirty words, pressing Phil’s mouth onto her right nipple.
Hannibal pulled Face in briefly and kissed him harshly, then bent and licked across Phil’s pucker which made the younger man almost come into his wife. But he didn’t yet.
“John, please, NOW, pleassee…” Phil didn’t care that he sounded like a whining kid, he needed the Colonel badly. Having Steph all clenched around him made the moment even more intense. He was trembling on the edge, knowing what Face was about to do.
“Boss…”
And Hannibal pushed into Phil. And Face squeezed the base of his own dick, otherwise he’d been coming right then. He breathed a few steadying breaths, then moved up behind the Colonel. They’d done that before, but not with a fourth person in the mix, so he had to get used to the new position. He pulled the Boss’ ass cheeks apart while Hannibal moved deliberately slowly in and out of Phil, groaning and wriggling his ass for Face.
“Say it, Boss…” Face already lubed the Colonel up, expertly hooking his fingers into the tight opening. He’d learned so much in the past two years. His favourite lesson always was to have the power over his CO, the Colonel merely begging for it, demanding it.
He found the special spot to loosen up his lover and Steph was stunned by the sound the tall man was able to make. One of utter pleasure and lust, one that was close to the one she was about to make any second now herself.
Face pressed into his CO inch by inch, eyes squeezed shut and holding his breath, hands grabbing the older man’s hips. The rhythm Hannibal had set with Phil was erotically slow. Face knew how much the Boss enjoyed to fuck him or his brother. He tried to get the rhythm just right, loving the Boss’ muscles around him. The heat all consuming. He let one hand slide across the scarred skin, peppering it with tiny kisses, making Hannibal’s muscles clench all around him, while he was moving faster and faster now into Phil.
Steph was already whimpering, pulling at her husband’s hair, a climax like she’d never known one building inside of her; Phil somehow harder then ever. The weight of the men was not crushing her since Phil held himself up and Hannibal had Phil in a tight grip.
Face was upright on his knees, pushing hard into the Boss. He couldn’t close his eyes anymore. The pure love that was laid out before him made him twitch and throb inside the Boss, heat washing over him, the feeling of a true miracle all consuming. Someone started to chant, “ohfuckohhellohgodohpleasepleaseplease…”
And Steph’s breath hitched. She was tossing her head from side to side, it felt like Phil was so far into her, he could reach her heart, his tip rubbing at a spot she never thought she had and when she climaxed she sobbed into his mouth. And he wanted to kiss all of them at the same time but was confident with Hannibal inside him bringing him over the edge expertly, biting his shoulder, shaking him to the core by slapping their balls together through the force that was Face behind the Boss, fucking him mercilessly, just as the Colonel always demanded. They started out tender but Hannibal always begged for harder, faster, more.
“God, TEMP! YES! Oh god, give me all you’ve got, babe, oh please!” And Face never failed his commander. He flew so high, his dick needing an eternity to spend itself fully into the tall man, twitching and pulsing wave after wave of hot semen into Hannibal, who always loved it. Needed to feel it, whether from Phil or Face. They’d have to do it again tonight. He needed Phil’s fluid on top of the Lieutenant’s before they had to go back.
Face fell off the whole heap first, limps limp, purring like a really satisfied cat. Hannibal disentangled his long legs from the other twin next, panting heavily, falling down next towards his XO.
Steph held Phil tightly, not allowing him to pull away, not caring that now he laid all his weight onto her, wracked by the very intense orgasm. Face crawled towards them, pressing himself against the couple, the Boss behind him.
There was utter silence for a few moments. Only harsh breathing.
Then a very low whisper, “Thank you guys.”
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Pairings: H/P/F; P/S
Rating: NC17
Warning: Twins in love making love. Threesome. Foursome. Hetero stuff as well.
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“Fuck,” Face and Phil said in unison. Hannibal shook his head, wishing for another cigar but didn’t want to smoke with the Princess around. “Way to go, guys.”
Phil looked helplessly at his brother, then at the Colonel. Face laid his hand on his thigh, stroking gently, “The Boss and I have talked about this, you know. What if…I mean, we wanted to tell you but didn’t have the chance yet…”
“What?” Phil’s brain just couldn’t work out what Face was aiming at right now.
Hannibal cleared his throat, “We thought we could…she and us…”
Phil looked up frowning, “she and you…oh wait. You mean we try and make up with her by inviting her into…”
“…our bed, yeah,” Face peered at him from under his lashes.
“He’s good with women, you know,” Hannibal tried to grin, arms folded tightly across his chest. “Didn’t you see how she looks at him from time to time?”
“She what?”
“Has a thing for Temp, too…and…”
Hannibal couldn’t finish his sentence because Steph suddenly came out of the bathroom again, deliberately slowly, eyes fixed on Face, “You’re all so screwed up,” She stated with a voice Phil never heard from her and his heart sank even more.
But she walked right into Temp’s personal space, pressed herself against him, slung her arms around his shoulders and kissed him fully on the mouth. “But…” another kiss, open mouthed this time, “If this is true what you just said…” another kiss, her hands sliding down his broad chest, “You three are forgiven…barely. And yes, I do have a thing for you, bro in law. How could I not since you look exactly like my husband?”
Face smiled and cut off more words from her by taking her into his arms and kissing her as gently, as expertly as only he could kiss a woman.
The kiss seemed to take several minutes. Phil wasn’t sure how he felt when he saw his wife melt completely into his brother’s embrace.
He caught a glance from Hannibal who came over to him, sitting beside him and laying his arm around Phil’s shoulder. “You more jealous of her or him?”
Phil looked at his lover, starting to chuckle, “I don’t know. Both?”
“Come here.” The Colonel kissed his eye lids, hugged him and the little one close, murmuring reassuringly, “Love you babe. We’ll work this out.”
“Yeah, seems so.” Phil looked him in the eye and started to kiss the Colonel right in front of his wife. But she was lost in the kiss with his brother.
Steph didn’t know how to feel. Templeton’s kiss was intoxicating. He was coaxing her on with his tongue against hers and his fingertips on her back, her cheek. She almost could feel the apology through the kiss. Her heart was still pounding from the betrayal that had hit her. But the soldier’s strong arms around her, his dick starting to twitch against her beneath his blanket, made her sigh into the kiss.
Face pulled away slightly, his hands on her ass, pressing their lower body parts together, looking her deep into the eyes, “Deal?”
His gaze was so much like Phil’s that she didn’t care, feeling the pounding from her heart spreading through her whole body.
Phil suddenly stood beside them, his arms around each of them. He also asked, “Deal?” his voice husky and raw with emotion.
Steph looked from one to the other and back over their shoulder towards Hannibal who held the little one on his arms. He smiled at her, his eyes pleading.
“Deal…” She held her hand up as soon as the twins wanted to kiss her, “Only when you tell me everything.” Again she studied them both, shaking her head, “Two years…you have a LOT to make up for, husband.”
“I know. I’m sorry.” And Phil devoured her, incredibly relieved that she wasn’t going to tell the police or demanded a divorce.
Temp really was able to work miracles.
“May I remind you three, that we have a little someone here who isn’t interested in sex right now?” The little Princess wasn’t looking very happy in the tall man’s arms anymore.
“Oh Sweetie,” Steph took her and disappeared with her into the bathroom to change the diaper.
Hannibal sighed, looking at the twins uncertainly but only asked, “Phil, how about some coffee?”
“Yeah, of course.” Phil busied himself in his kitchen, making coffee and warming up the little ones meal. Hannibal leaned against the counter, watching him. He looked absolutely gorgeous with only Face’s briefs on. Face just had the same thought and muttered, “We should get some clothes…”
“We came here to have some mind blowing sex…” Hannibal looked at his watch and time was running. He stepped up behind Phil and pressed himself against the backside of his gorgeous teacher, rubbing his renewed hard on against Phil’s ass. They both moaned and the Colonel started to bite Phil’s neck, burying his nose into the longish curls there.
Face only chuckled, loving the image, knowing that it wasn’t the right thing to do but still…
He made a decision, leaving the two in the kitchen, hopefully able to make some coffee while making out, and headed for the bathroom, knocking on the door and asking hesitantly, “May I come in?”
“Yeah, it’s open.” Steph called, while changing the little ones clothes.
Face stepped up behind her just as Hannibal had done with his brother and started to nuzzle his nose into her hair, his hands gently stroking it away from her neck.
Steph wanted to lean back and get lost in the sensation, but the anger was still boiling inside her. “Didn’t you think I’d be thrust worthy enough to tell me about this?”
Hot breath was blown into her ear, her earlobe gently bitten, “We’re really sorry.” Arms encircled her waist and drew her close, lips tenderly brushing the nape of her neck, stubble scratching just a bit. She sighed but forced herself to concentrate on the little one, who sat up now and wanted to play.
“Think about it honey, how do you tell someone you’re in love with your own sibling? Twin at that?” The rough voice in her ear was shaking with emotion. Hands stroking her bare arms. With a start she realized that this wasn’t Phil. She exhaled, not knowing if she should be angry or happy, thoughts whirling. She took the Princess on her arm and turned, frowning. “Temp, I’m not just someone…and you…you two are tricky bastards.”
Face smiled, “Guilty as charged.” He caressed her cheeks with both hands and she loved the fact that she might learn how to tell the difference between the two.
“But we don’t want you to be angry at us,” Face stroked his thumb gently across her lower lip. “We’re…we’re so happy we found each other and…”
“We want you to be happy with us, Stephie,” Phil slowly walked into the room, stood behind her, stroking her arms, kissing her neck. The gestures so similar but somehow different. She leaned hesitantly against her husband, sighing deeply.
“Please forgive us, we just didn’t know how to tell you. We were so afraid you’d …well…wouldn’t approve…” He tried to kiss her from that awkward angle. Face still holding her too, the Colonel behind him, not doing anything yet. The Princess playing happily with Face’s dog tags, fascinated by their glinting in the sun that shone through the window.
“I…well…that had been a remarkable image, you three on that bed…” She looked from one to the other, clearing her throat. “You…you really want me too?”
“Can we move this discussion to a more comfortable place?” Hannibal asked hesitantly. “The guys might show you how much they want you.” He winked at her. But her expression fell.
“You don’t?”
“I do like you Stephanie, but as I said before, I’m…well…those two do the trick for me…” He pressed his hand onto hers, “…but you’re clearly welcome into this unique relationship, if you want to, that is.” His gaze was so intense, begging her silently. How could she refuse? One gorgeous man pressed against her back, the other one so close in front of her, her kid between them, babbling happily.
“I guess those two do the trick for me too…” she sounded so hoarse to her own ears, that she had to clear her throat several times.
The little Princess decided to spoil the moment. She started to climb over into Face’s arms and he laughed at that, knowing she clearly thought he was her father.
Phil kissed both his girls on the cheeks, took Steph’s and Hannibal’s hands and pulled them towards the kitchen, “Looks like my Princess has my dear brother under her spell. And I need coffee, right now.” He walked backwards, looking at the Colonel and his wife in turn, not believing his luck. Steph looked much more relaxed but still nervous.
She let go of his fingers to busy herself with pouring coffee. Each of the men clearly addicts to the black liquid the way they inhaled and took the first sip.
“How is this going to work?” she whispered, letting herself be pulled against Phil’s side.
“Like that,” Hannibal pointed towards the sitting room where Face had sat the little one into her chair and pulled out cushions and blankets, throwing them onto the floor, moving armchairs and sofa aside as good as possible, creating a big comfortable space. Then took the Princess out again laid her beside him and grinned towards the others, arms open wide, “Family, time to play.”
Phil actually wanted to tackle him to the floor and ravish him right there but decided against it since the little one needed to be asleep for them to have sex. Anticipation and slow build up was always good though. He instead took the coffee mug and brought it over to him, looked briefly at Steph, then bent and kissed his brother hard for several moments.
They heard her gasp, “Oh my God…” but Face held him close, not letting him go, the coffee spilling.
Hannibal whispered into her ear, while leading her towards them, “Hot, isn’t it?” He caught the little one up in his arms again as she tried to roll away from the big play ground, then sat and pulled Steph down.
She wasn’t sure what to feel. Of course she was brought up believing that incest was one of the most wrong things that could ever happen. Twins of the same gender even worse. But seeing those two, the love pouring from one into the other, the gentle touches, the low little moans that accompanied the kiss, this surely couldn’t be wrong.
She felt the Colonel tense beside her, looked at him and saw how he licked his lips. A bulge was forming inside his jeans and he turned his head to look at Steph. “They’re incredible,” she breathed.
Face and Phil finally seemed to remember that they weren’t alone in the room and stopped their kiss with a gentle touch of lips. Then they turned and even blushed. Hannibal chuckled and reached over to kiss Face as well. But pulled back fast since the little one was rolling from his lap towards Phil. Phil sat her onto his shoulders and let her ride around the room a bit.
Face and Hannibal restrained themselves, taking their mugs and sipping their coffee. “What do you wanna know?” Face asked Steph, remembering their deal. He laid his hand on her thigh lightly, felt how Hannibal did the same to him. They all grinned at each other. Steph feeling the huge wave of love spreading across the room, not feeling left out anymore. She covered Face’s hand, thought a bit and then asked thickly, “What happened when you saw them together in bed?”
Face looked at Hannibal, then at Phil who was dancing with the little one around the room.
“I freaked, as you did.” He stared into his mug, “But more to the fact that I believed I was straight and my damn dick thought otherwise…” Another sip of coffee. “That Phil was my brother was not the first thought that entered my mind. I was just pissed at myself that I was so much in denial for so long…my poor Colonel…” Face blinked guiltily at his CO.
“He apologized a hundred times already,” Hannibal teased his XO.
“So you ran away?” She moved his hand further up and he grinned at her wickedly.
“No…they…they invited me in…”
“Oh, sounds familiar,” Steph stated.
By the time Phil was done and fell down right in the middle of their circle on his back, Miss Wenneck on his stomach, he looked up at all three of them, stating breathlessly, “Love you guys. Want us to be a big happy family…”
Steph caressed his cheek and finally smiled, “I think we can be a big happy family. Even though I still don’t know how this is going to work bed wise…You…you …” She took their daughter from Phil’s belly and held her up in the air, make her fly, thinking about what to say for a few moments.
“We ravish each other in turn?” Hannibal suggested carefully and the twins laughed their sexy, throaty laugh. Steph felt it spiral into her gut. But she had to ask, “And there is no jealousy there ever?”
“No,” Phil rolled towards her and moved his hand boldly beneath her skirt. “No one is left out, ever.” He moved his fingers beneath her slip and instantly inside of her, feeling the hot wetness greeting him. Her nether lips totally swollen. “Phil!” she gasped, still holding the baby.
“Yes babe?”
“We…we need to wait til she’s asleep!”
“Do we?” Phil’s voice was so full of lust, it nearly drove her mad and she thrust herself onto his fingers.
Face took the little one from her and outside into the garden. They heard their laughter and giggles through the open door.
Hannibal was still sitting beside them, his eyes fixed on Phil’s smooth body and the bulge in the white briefs. He opened his top button while Phil removed his wife’s underwear.
“Wanna make sweet love to you Stephie, wanna apologize.” He spread himself out onto her, bulge pressing against her most sensitive spot. She moved her legs up, pressing herself against him, her wetness soaking his briefs. She encircled his neck and they met in a deep kiss.
Phil felt rough hands slide up his thighs and he groaned appreciatively. Hannibal removed the tiny whities and slid his hands slowly across the teacher’s ass. “Oh yeah, please John.” He had broken the kiss and Steph’s eyes flew open, seeing the Colonel behind Phil. She was shocked at first but Phil whispered into her ear, “This is going to be…fuck…going to be the best sex we’ve ever had, Stephie…” He bent and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth roughly, flicking his tongue across it while sliding his iron hard cock right into her with one smooth motion. Her muscles pulsing against him with want while he felt Hannibal slick up his hole and finger fuck him.
“Yes, yes, oh John.”
“Phil!” Steph sobbed, holding him close, feeling how his dick pulsed inside of her as it never did before. He was moving very slowly, trying to get her blouse off.
“Holy fuck!” That was Face, stepping into the room, sliding the door half way shut.
“That’s a truly remarkable view.” Face let his blanket drop and Steph saw yet another impressive erection. They locked gazes for a moment. “Her highness is asleep on the porch,” Face stated, rooted to the spot, taking in the wonderful sight; Steph on her back, legs around Phil’s waist, fingers in his hair. Phil, already buried deep inside her, grinned up at him, licking his lips.
The Boss had his fingers stuck inside of Phil’s gorgeous ass, his fist around his own dick, lubing it up. “Hey Lieutenant, come on, join us.” Hannibal’s dick throbbed even more while looking at his XO. All tanned muscle and ready to be fucked as well…or…
Face wanted to have everything at once. He could get sucked off by Steph… hadn’t had a woman’s mouth around his dick for a while…or he could press the tip of his cock against Phil’s inviting lips…or he could…
“Face?” Hannibal’s voice was pleading so heavily with that one word only, it made his decision easy.
“Yeah, Boss. At your service.” His grin couldn’t get any wider and he fisted his cock while walking over towards them. Steph thought she’d die by the sexy image and clamped her muscles and arms even harder around Phil, whose dick was pulsing inside of her and whose pucker was waiting desperately for Hannibal to move into him.
Face bent and kissed each of them equally hard. Then took the lube from Hannibal’s hands, “Phil, you ready?” he asked his brother.
“Oh God, yeah, John please hurry up!”
The Colonel grinned towards Face, “Eager little bottom, isn’t he?”
“What about you Colonel?” Face grinned back at him, slicking up his own cock right in front of Hannibal’s nose. “Fuck, Temp…” Face moved his fingers very slowly across his own hard flesh, observing all the movement that was going on between Phil and Steph. “I need to see you fuck him, Boss.” Face licked his lips lasciviously and Steph gasped at the dirty words, pressing Phil’s mouth onto her right nipple.
Hannibal pulled Face in briefly and kissed him harshly, then bent and licked across Phil’s pucker which made the younger man almost come into his wife. But he didn’t yet.
“John, please, NOW, pleassee…” Phil didn’t care that he sounded like a whining kid, he needed the Colonel badly. Having Steph all clenched around him made the moment even more intense. He was trembling on the edge, knowing what Face was about to do.
“Boss…”
And Hannibal pushed into Phil. And Face squeezed the base of his own dick, otherwise he’d been coming right then. He breathed a few steadying breaths, then moved up behind the Colonel. They’d done that before, but not with a fourth person in the mix, so he had to get used to the new position. He pulled the Boss’ ass cheeks apart while Hannibal moved deliberately slowly in and out of Phil, groaning and wriggling his ass for Face.
“Say it, Boss…” Face already lubed the Colonel up, expertly hooking his fingers into the tight opening. He’d learned so much in the past two years. His favourite lesson always was to have the power over his CO, the Colonel merely begging for it, demanding it.
He found the special spot to loosen up his lover and Steph was stunned by the sound the tall man was able to make. One of utter pleasure and lust, one that was close to the one she was about to make any second now herself.
Face pressed into his CO inch by inch, eyes squeezed shut and holding his breath, hands grabbing the older man’s hips. The rhythm Hannibal had set with Phil was erotically slow. Face knew how much the Boss enjoyed to fuck him or his brother. He tried to get the rhythm just right, loving the Boss’ muscles around him. The heat all consuming. He let one hand slide across the scarred skin, peppering it with tiny kisses, making Hannibal’s muscles clench all around him, while he was moving faster and faster now into Phil.
Steph was already whimpering, pulling at her husband’s hair, a climax like she’d never known one building inside of her; Phil somehow harder then ever. The weight of the men was not crushing her since Phil held himself up and Hannibal had Phil in a tight grip.
Face was upright on his knees, pushing hard into the Boss. He couldn’t close his eyes anymore. The pure love that was laid out before him made him twitch and throb inside the Boss, heat washing over him, the feeling of a true miracle all consuming. Someone started to chant, “ohfuckohhellohgodohpleasepleaseplease…”
And Steph’s breath hitched. She was tossing her head from side to side, it felt like Phil was so far into her, he could reach her heart, his tip rubbing at a spot she never thought she had and when she climaxed she sobbed into his mouth. And he wanted to kiss all of them at the same time but was confident with Hannibal inside him bringing him over the edge expertly, biting his shoulder, shaking him to the core by slapping their balls together through the force that was Face behind the Boss, fucking him mercilessly, just as the Colonel always demanded. They started out tender but Hannibal always begged for harder, faster, more.
“God, TEMP! YES! Oh god, give me all you’ve got, babe, oh please!” And Face never failed his commander. He flew so high, his dick needing an eternity to spend itself fully into the tall man, twitching and pulsing wave after wave of hot semen into Hannibal, who always loved it. Needed to feel it, whether from Phil or Face. They’d have to do it again tonight. He needed Phil’s fluid on top of the Lieutenant’s before they had to go back.
Face fell off the whole heap first, limps limp, purring like a really satisfied cat. Hannibal disentangled his long legs from the other twin next, panting heavily, falling down next towards his XO.
Steph held Phil tightly, not allowing him to pull away, not caring that now he laid all his weight onto her, wracked by the very intense orgasm. Face crawled towards them, pressing himself against the couple, the Boss behind him.
There was utter silence for a few moments. Only harsh breathing.
Then a very low whisper, “Thank you guys.”
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