Chris and Dom both closed their eyes; movie night was new to them, and they were both a little overwhelmed at the intensity of the emotions that so many other people could bring out. Elaine nuzzled into the side of Chris’ neck and stayed there, listening to his racing heart. Shane, still buried within her, cocooned them both, whispering things against her ear, for her alone.
On the other side of the bed, Nuria stroked over Dom’s shoulders as his body heaved with wracked breaths. Xander had already withdrawn, but hadn’t pulled away, and stayed close to Dom, a hand stroking over his back.
Nobody moved, at least not away from each other. They would have gladly stayed there all night, spent, but their bodies had different ideas. Hunger of a different sort. Chris laughed, a low deep chuckle, as Elaine’s belly rumbled loudly. Not just once either; it was a whole conversation going on in there. One roar would stop, and then another would start.
Soon, her rumbles were echoed by first Chris, and then Shane, as though they had caught them from her and soon, everywhere in the room could be heard growling bellies.
“Oh my god…” Nuria muttered from the bottom of her particular dogpile. Here she was, with a hot as hell Dominic Toretto, and after mind-blowing sex, the first thing to come out of her was a roaring tummy.
Chris chuckled from underneath Elaine, his hands stroking her sides. “Dinner’s on me tonight,” he muttered in a deep voice against the skin of Elaine’s neck, before he looked over at Nuria. “Pass me my cellphone? I think it’s still on your side of the bed…I think.” He broke into a quiet laugh at the end of that. He had no idea where his clothes were, and he didn’t really care that much.
Elaine pulled her face out of Chris neck as he dialed a number, apparently by heart. He looked up at her inquisitive, mischievous face and smiled back at her, mouthing “What do you like?” at her as he waited for the person on the other side to take his order.
“Pizza works for me.”
“Bullshit,” he mouthed back. They hadn’t just talked about sex during their dirty phone call. Chris knew that she had mentioned what she thought the guys would like. When someone came back to take his order, Chris ordered a decent meal for everyone, even cheesecake for afterwards. He was rewarded with a kiss from Nuria and Elaine both.
There was a quick and careful cleanup session, with Xander taking especially gentle care of Dom. Nuria kissed Dom affectionately, taking time to have him all to herself, while Elaine shoved Chris over even closer to Nuria, and she flipped over onto her back, pulling Shane down with her.
A comfortable silence filled the room as the lovers settled in each other arms. They were wonderfully exhausted and more than just satisfied, at least for now. None of them thought for a minute that their movie night was over. They weren’t ready to leave the roomies’ apartment.
In fact, silently the guys were praying for the following morning to never come. For time to stop so they could pretend they could live forever within these four walls. Within this wild, sexual fantasy.
Everything around the lovers stilled, except for deep breaths and faint moans filling the air. The scent of rough sex floating faintly along with an unexpected smell that caused Dom to frown a little and Elaine to giggle, muffling her crazy laughter in Shane’s neck.
They both were the first one noticing. Dom, because he was the closer to the source; Elaine because she had smelled it before.
“Coño…” Nuria muttered mortified, blushing furiously. Her cheeks burning like pure fire.
“What the…?” Dom lifted his head from Nuria’s belly and looked up at her, a wicked grin playing on his lips. “Did you just fart on me?”
Nuria shut her eyes tightly, wishing with everything in her for the floor to open up, swallowing her along with her soundless but stinky fart.
Before she dared to open her eyes, Nuria heard Dom cracking up laughing hard soon joined by Chris, Shane, X and Elaine roaring with heartfelt laughter. Nuria knew she should feel embarrassed but she couldn’t stop her own crazy giggles.
Dom moved up until his lips were pressed against her ear. “Don’t you dare feel embarrassed, baby.” He managed to say between laughs and let a fart rip that resounded all over the room. It burned slightly but he didn’t give a damn.
“There. Now that’s a real fart.” Dom joked.
Everybody lost it, laughing their asses off. Their mad laughter, as noisy as their intercourse, only caused new banging on the walls. They seemed to be coming from all over the apartment at once, even at the door?
Xander’s head shot up at the banging on the door. From all the yelling, he knew that there were going to be some complaints to deal with. It was never that bad; Elaine and Nuria’s apartment was on the end, in the corner, so they didn’t have as many neighbours.
Still, he didn’t like the idea of people being pissed off at the two roomies. And there was always the off chance that it was cops. Or it could just be the food that Chris ordered; there was no way to know for sure. What he did know for sure was that no way was some neighbor going to yell at the two women over the noise. Not when he had helped make it.
“No, I got it!” Xander sprang up out of the bed, still unable to stop his laughter and made a dash to the bedroom door. On the way, he managed to stamp on a tube of lube that had fallen off the bed, sending a good-sized glurt out onto the floor ahead of him. Which he promptly stepped into with his other foot, since his blurry vision didn’t allow him a clear view of where he was stepping.
He gasped, his eyes going wide, his balls pulling up, as the foot in front zoomed way out, sliding quickly across the hardwood floor. He thought he had done so well not getting lube on a carpet; it was always hell to get out, he hadn’t considered the perils of lube on a hardwood floor.
His foot shot forward with a squeak. Two squeaks actually. The squeak on the floor, and then the squeak from him, as he almost did the splits on the floor before he could pull his other foot forward. Right through the puddle of slop that had caused the problem in the first place.
Now both of his feet were lubed up, and he was out of control, skittering across the hardwood floor and cutting every single laugh at once. Five voices on the bed sucked in a breath at the same time, as they watched him pinwheel his arms for balance, skating out through the bedroom door into the hallway beyond.
All of them winced in unison as one of Xander’s big feet slammed into the doorjamb, toes first, the sound so loud that it made Elaine gasp nearly comically and grab her own toes in sympathy. She would have fallen out of the bed if Shane hadn’t caught her.
Any notion of cool was now lost, and Xander yelped and howled, looking as though he was running in place. He skittered from one side of the hallway to the other, clutching onto anything he could for balance, all to no avail, and he left a trail of destruction behind him. A mess he would have to clean up, because of that lost bet.
The pounding on the door hadn’t ceased, in fact, it had gotten louder. Xander’s feet moved even faster, but he couldn’t get any closer to the door, not for any lack of trying. Behind him, he could hear the others slowly get out of the bed to watch him. As he spun around, bouncing off a table in the hallway and knocking everything off it, he saw them all in the doorway, their mouths all perfect ‘o’s of surprise.
Xander caromed off the table, now completely off balance and out of control, his arms swinging around wildly for balance. One foot slammed into Shane’s duffel bag, sending all of the porno tapes in a fan all over the floor. Xander stepped on one of them and the surf was up.
With a yell, he zoomed forward so fast that he could no longer stay on his feet, which flew up in the air. As if that indignity wasn’t enough, an orange that had been kicked out of the way earlier in the night rolled slowly across the floor with a demented, evil will of its own, to stop right under his ass. It probably saved his tailbone, but that was something that he would think about later, when he tried to find the humor in it.
For the moment, he now had a small orange wedged tightly into the crack of his ass. If he was honest with himself, and he didn’t think too hard about it, it was wedged into more than just the crack. He may have need of Elaine’s skilled hands to free him.
Wincing a little, he got to his knees, laughing aloud at the image of him on his knees with a smashed orange jammed up his butt, and scrambled for something, anything, to cover himself.
The first thing he found, he grabbed, not even looking what it was and managed to get to his feet and open the door, after covering himself with whatever he had gotten because X wasn’t even sure, and he didn’t feel like thinking about it too much.
That was until he found himself with two very angry faces and equally hard glares. Male angry features actually. X’s gaze traveled fast up and down. Blue uniforms, blue caps. Badges. Cops. Very pissed off cops more like it and, judging by the expressions written all over their faces, they didn’t seem ready to go with just nice words and endless apologies.
It was when one of them looked down at Xander’s hands, arching a brow up, when X realized what he had grabbed to cover his privates. A porn DVD.
Following the cop’s gaze Xander cringed inwardly. Of all the DVDs Shane had brought with him, X had grabbed a gay porn movie whose cover showed a close-up of a muscled tattooed stud sucking a HUGE black cock. Both of them half dressed like cops. Of course.
Xander looked up at them again and grinned. Of all the crazy shit that he had done in his life, this had to be one of the funniest. Although he was pretty pleased that this one hadn’t ended up on tape; there would be no living down half the stuff that had happened tonight.
“Sorry about the noise, off…AH!…” Xander’s fingers clawed wildly at the outside of the door to no avail. Lube was everywhere, not just on his feet. He skittered again, and yelped as the smashed orange leaked juice down his leg.
That only made the lube that much more slippery, and with a yell, X threw his hands out for any kind of support at all.
He didn’t care about covering up, that was the last thing on his mind. That, and it was really hard to have any claim to dignity when you had orange juice running out of your ass and a handful of gay porn.
One of those problems quickly took care of itself, as X let go of the porn video and tried to grab for the doorjamb before he sailed out into the hallway outside the apartment. It was like Vegas, what happened in the apartment should stay in the apartment.
The video soared up in the air, and thwacked the shorter cop right in the chest. The short cop let out a yelp, more of a girlie scream actually, when the porn video landed in his hands. He juggled it for a couple of seconds before he flung it away from him, where it lay right side up in the hallway, taunting him. The cop held his hands out like claws before he wiped the scrim of now sticky lube off on his pant leg.
The tall skinny cop’s eyes goggled from his partner, to Xander, who now whirled around in a crazy circle, before he fell on his knees with his ass pointing back at the two cops. The force of landing on the floor had accomplished one positive thing, however, and both cops took a huge step backwards into the hallway, gasping, as the smashed orange shot out of Xander’s ass to land on the big cop’s shoe.
“What the fuck kind of freaky shit are you people into?” The tall cop bellowed out, as he flicked the ass-orange back into the apartment.
Dom and Shane managed to compose themselves, a little, and edged out into the hallway, stepping carefully around the crazy swirls of lube on the floor from Xander’s previous journey. Left hands covering their cocks, they automatically stuck their right hands out to shake in a time worn gesture.
The little cop shook Dom’s hand automatically before he shook his head and pulled it back. Dom grinned and leaned down to help Xander up off the floor.
The little cop’s face was now beet red, he was so pissed off at the whole thing. Looking over at his partner, he spluttered. “He assaulted you, we could arrest them for that, couldn’t we?” He knew that he couldn’t arrest them for noise, but he was scrambling for something, anything at all.
The tall cop startled to chuckle and wiped a hand over his face. This was too good to pass up. “I guess you’re right, Stan. He did assault me with that orange. YOU’D have to gather up the evidence. And then YOU’D have to both swear out statements about what had happened. There’d be a LOT of questions.”
The little cop looked at the orange that his partner had kicked back into the apartment. Collect the evidence. He’d spend all day writing out reports on this crazy shit, carrying around a smashed orange that had just flown out of some guy’s ass at them. He’d never live it down. This was the stuff enduring nicknames were made of; a shake of his head was enough to have the tall cop laugh. “Try to keep it down, folks. We tried to knock on the super’s door first, but he wasn’t in. We left him a message to maybe have a talk with y…”
Xander, back on his feet with his arm around Dom’s waist, laughed and held his hand out, about to shake the cop’s hand before they both looked down and he thought better of it. “I’m Xander Cage, the landlord. Sorry the noise got out of hand.”
Nuria and Elaine came out of the bedroom, holding onto Chris, which had the tall cop smile and shake his head, and the little cop blush in horror. “Hell, just try to keep it down.”
“Hard to keep their little fellas down, officer.” Nuria winked, offering her sweetest, innocent smile.
“But we’ll do our best.” Elaine added firmly even though her eyes were sparkling with a wicked gleam.
Still chuckling, he pulled his partner away from the door and back down the hallway before the small cop had time to think about the girls’ words.
“I love men in uniforms.” Elaine whispered wickedly, watching the two cops walking down the hallway. Then she met Shane’s gaze and laughed quietly when he knit a brow, sharing a knowing look. That was a little fantasy they had played out before.
“Elaine, do you know if that urban legend about short guys is true?” Nuria asked, her eyes fixed on the small cop’s ass. Elaine snorted and looked back at her friend. “You know? That ‘L’ law.” Nuria lifted her right hand with her index finger and her thumb pointing out, pretending her thumb was a guy and her index finger was his cock. Then she reversed positions and giggled when Dom growled at her.
The small cop heard her and made an attempt to turn around but a fast shake of his partners’ head stopped him. They still could pretend nothing had happened. They didn’t even have to write a report. And what the hell were they going to write anyway? This call was probably the most farfetched shit they had seen since they both graduated from the academy. Better to leave the thing alone.
Xander shook his head and ushered everybody back inside the apartment. He felt sticky with orange juice running down his inner thighs and wanted nothing more than to take a shower, and if it wasn’t too much to ask for, it would be better if he wasn’t alone.
Once inside the apartment, Elaine and Nuria looked around at the mess. It was going to take a hell of a lot to clean it all up. Then they both looked at Xander who winced, cursing himself silently. He was going to be the one playing housekeeper, X had no doubt. A small whimper escaped his lips. He was sure that Elaine and Nuria would make him wear some kind of girly apron, with ribbons, lace and it would surely be pink. That would teach him to bet against the roomies again.
A playful knock on the door sounded and this time Chris and Shane went to check. It should be their dinner. Shane held onto Chris’ arm as he opened the door, peering around the side first. The delivery guy raised an eyebrow, and the corner of his lip twitched up to match, but he stayed silent as a grave. Apparently, he had seen a number of strange things, and he was paid well enough to stay quiet.
Chris had brought his pants with him, without putting them on, and fished out his wallet, paying for the meals and leaving a decent enough tip that that would be a source of gossip, not the sight of all the naked people in the apartment.
Walking carefully, dodging smears of drying lube and orange juice, Chris and Shane made their way into the kitchen, where they took everything out of the bags and grabbed silverware. From the living room, they heard muffled giggles from Elaine as Nuria decked her with a pillow.
With the couch broken, and with six people to make comfy, the two roomies had brought out extra pillows and blankets from the bedroom, and everyone got comfortable while they waited for dinner and the movie to start.
Plates of food were set out on the table, and Chris hit the lights before he sat down on the couch between Nuria and Elaine. Elaine settled comfortably against Shane’s chest, as he held her almost tenderly, covering her with a blanket and stroking over her skin. Nuria leaned backwards against Dom’s chest and got the same treatment from him, while she pulled Chris against her. Xander sat on the floor with his head resting on Dom’s side.
“Look at that, perfect lighting, soft music…” Nuria began, chuckling at the picture perfect orgy playing out on the screen in front of them as Dom fed her prawns with his fingers.
Elaine giggled. “Nobody farts in their orgies, you could bet money…”
“Or chores.” Xander spoke up from his place on the floor.”
“Or chores, on that. Satin sheets.” Elaine let out a snort of laughter and looked over at Nuria. “Do you remember when we tried that satin sheet thing?”
They both laughed out loud. What a night that had been. Lube, sweaty bodies, and satin sheets were a bad mix. The explanations when they had arrived at the emergency room for treatment had been priceless.
“Definitely.” Nuria chuckled, as she watched the people onscreen perform yet another perfectly orchestrated graceful move. Then she sat up, pointing and laughing at the screen as one of the male stars held a female porno actress in a pose. “Like that. That does NOT work in real life.”
“Charley horse from hell!” Elaine shouted and fell back against Shane, laughing like crazy, remembering that night very well, when their movie night had come to a grinding halt as both Nuria and Elaine got simultaneous muscle cramps, putting an end to all the fun.
Shane wrapped his arms around Elaine tightly. “They don’t look like they’re having any fun at all either. They’re not even looking at each other.”
The people on the screen weren’t looking at each other at all. It was kind of sad.
Elaine and Nuria looked at each other, and then leaned in to hug each other tightly. The guys looked at the two women, and then at each other. They were nothing like those people on the screen at all. Leaning in, they all embraced in a huge hug, as if they had known each other for years, instead of hours.
Movie night had resulted in a unique experience that they all felt more than willing to repeat again. Dom and Chris had gone over the supposedly disgusting experience of being stroked, caressed and kissed by another man without being into men at all. And they both had been fucked in their asses, enjoying it and coming harder than they were able to remember.
Shane had survived the night without being punished even though he wasn’t that inclined to touch another man. He knew that Elaine respected that; she wouldn’t suggest it though, until she was sure Shane felt comfortable enough.
Xander had found ‘pookie’ and somehow he felt closer to Dom than to the others. Not that he was planning on starting to date the mechanic, mostly because X knew that Nuria would rip his eyes out. She may be willing to share, but only over the course of ‘movie night’ and only within these walls.
Elaine and Nuria were happier than ever before. For them, almost every night was ‘movie night’, with or without guys. Nevertheless, it was more fun if real cocks were at their mouths and hands reach.
They all had trusted each other, leaving every single prejudice and double morality aside, letting themselves go and without having to pretend, they had the time of their lives. They had simply done it, as if it was the most natural thing in the world to do, and they had enjoyed it, a lot more than they had expected. Movie night had turned into much more than any of them would have dared to figure, including Elaine and Nuria.
The roomies crossed glances in silent dialogue. They both knew the perfect game to play now that they all had proven they were ready to experiment with anything. A dirty edition of D&D.
“You like D&D, guys?”