The BL Nook

Chapter 19: Two’s Company, Four’s A Crowd

The next morning, Josh woke me up.

“Hey… sleeping baby. Your brother’s gone.”

“Mmph… what time is it…?”

“It’s seven.”

“What? It’s so early. I want to sleep more…”

“Nope, wake up. I want to be with you, and I can’t do that if you’re passed out. I’ve missed you since I woke up.”

“Then come sleep some more with me.”

“Fine. But if we’re staying in bed all morning, can we at least jerk each other off?”

“Okay, I’m up!”

I jolted out of bed and rushed to the bathroom. Josh followed, leaning in the doorway with his arms crossed as I started brushing my teeth.

“Haha, geez, always so heartless.”

“How about instead of jerking me off, you make me breakfast?”

“I can do both. No need to choose.”

“I actually need to talk to you about something over breakfast. So let’s just do that.”

“Talk to me about something? That doesn’t sound good. Breakfast is ready, so come out when you’re done.”

After everything that happened yesterday, I don’t want Josh to get the wrong idea. I’m still not ready to make a decision, but I have a proposition for him. One I hope he’ll take because if he does, it’ll make everything so much clearer.

Over breakfast, I finally worked up the courage to speak.

“Ahem… so… yesterday got a little out of hand, right?”

“I’d say it was hot and heavy but yeah.”

“I still don’t have an answer for you. I don’t want you thinking I’ve made a choice.”

“I wasn’t. If anything, what happened with Tyler probably made it harder for you, didn’t it?”

“Well, yeah, that’s true. But, um… I have a proposition.”

Josh raised an eyebrow. “Okay…?”

“I need to figure out if what I’m feeling for you is real or if it’s just pent-up energy and you’re the closest thing to sex for me right now.”

“…So what are you proposing?”

“I’m going to sleep with Diana. And I think… you should sleep with someone else, too.”

“No.”

“Josh, just hear me out, okay? I need to be sure for both of our sakes. I don’t want either of us regretting this later. If we both sleep with other people, it’ll give us clarity.”

“I already have clarity. I don’t want anybody else. I only want you.”

“And what if, down the line, you realize you made a mistake? That being close to me just confused you?”

“I don’t regret what happened yesterday. In fact, I want more.”

“Well, I don’t know what to tell you. I need to do this. So even if you don’t, I’m still going to do it.”

“……Fine. I’ll go along with your stupid idea. But on one condition.”

“What?”

“I want to be there. Tell Lady Di to bring a friend for me, too.”

“Y-You want a foursome?”

“Yeah. I want to watch you with her, and I want you to watch me with someone else. That’s your logic, right? Should make things clearer.”

“…Sure, but I’ll have to ask Diana. I don’t know if she’ll be okay with that.”

“Next Friday.”

“Next Friday?”

“That’s the end of the two weeks you asked for. Tell them to come over. We’ll do it here.”

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I’m fucking nervous. It’s time to head over to Josh’s place.

Earlier this week, I brought the proposal to Diana, and she agreed. Too easily.

‘A foursome?! Yes, I’ll do it! This will be a new experience for me, so I accept your ridiculous proposal. I’ve got a friend who’s down for anything. I’ll ask her.’

Shit. I didn’t think she’d happily agree. I can’t back out now. It’s too late. Today is the day. Josh has been radio silent all week. I think he’s still pissed at me for making him go through with this. I really hope I gain some clarity from all of this.

I met Diana and her friend outside Josh’s building.

Diana: “Heeeeyyy Sean!”

“Hey.”

Diana: “This is Sarah.”

“Oh, hi. Nice to meet you.”

Sarah: “You too! Diana showed me a pic of your friend and he’s freaking hot.”

“…..”

Diana: “Sean, are you sure about this? You don’t look so good. How am I supposed to get it on with a sad little puppy like you?”

“I want to do this. I’m ready.”

Diana: “Fine. But if you feel uncomfortable and want to stop, Sarah and I will leave. I told her everything. Just give me the signal.”

Sarah: “Yeah, Diana filled me in. Don’t feel pressured. Honestly, I kinda want to see you two together more than I want to have sex. You’d be such a cute couple.”

“Haha, thanks… Shall we go in?”

Diana: “Sure!”

I fidgeted the entire way up. Nausea churned in my gut. I opened the door and let the girls in first.

Diana: “Damn, this is a sexy vibe.”

The lights were dim, the electric fireplace glowed, and soft music played. Josh was on the bougie-ass couch, already drinking. He stood up as soon as he saw us.

“This is Diana. And this is Sarah.”

“…..”

Sarah: “Nice to meet you, I’ve heard a lo- Umph!”

Josh grabbed her by the waist and kissed her. Just like that. They started making out. I was shocked by his sudden action. I couldn’t look away, my stomach twisted. My heart ached. There was a time when seeing Josh with a girl turned me on. Not anymore. Now, it felt like everything was falling apart.

Diana: “Sean, should we get a drink before we start making out?”

Josh dropped Sarah like she was weightless and tossed her to the side.

Sarah: “Ack!”

Josh: “I’ll make you guys a drink, that should get the mood going. Don’t you think Diana?”

Diana: “Suuure. I mean, just looking at how hot Sean looks today is already getting me wet.”

Josh: “Oh good. And here I thought I had to bring out the lube for you”

Diana: “Not necessary. Just kissing Sean’s soft lips gets me going. They’re delicious.”

Josh: “…..”

They were talking about me but never to me. They stared each other down until Sarah cut the tension.

Sarah: “I’d like a drink too. What are you making?”

Josh: “Lemon drop martinis.”

Diana: “Ah, Sean must’ve told you my drink of choice. He’s always thinking of me. You’re too sweet, Sean.”

Again not even looking at me. You can cut their tension with a knife.

Josh: “No. I’m making them because Sean loves them. He had a bad experience recently that left a bad taste in his mouth.”

Diana: “Talking won’t get the drinks made. Let’s see what the fuss is about.”

Diana was the first to break eye contact, smiling as she patted Josh’s shoulder and walked to the living room, pulling Sarah with her. I can literally see the fumes coming out of Josh’s head. 

“Need help?” I asked.

“Come on.”

I wasn’t sure what help he needed, he did everything himself. I just stood there, watching him. He was upset. I could see it all over his face. I swallowed my pride and hugged him from behind.

“Thank you for doing this.”

“……”

“I really hope this helps me make a decision.”

“Let’s just get it over with.”

We brought the drinks to the living room.

Sarah: “Josh, these are amazing.”

Josh: “Thank you. Now you see why Sean loves them, Diana?”

Diana: “Absolutely. But I’m done with mine. Shall we get started?”

She took my drink, set it on the table, and climbed onto my lap. Straddling me, she kissed me hard. I was mildly annoyed that she didn’t let me finish my martini. But I tried to focus. Groped her a little. Tried to get into it. I really did.

But my eyes drifted to Josh.

He poured himself more whiskey and sat in the accent chair.

“Come here,” he said to Sarah.

She walked over and knelt in front of him. Diana was still grinding on me. I tried to block them out but I couldn’t. I could hear what they were saying, even over the music. Josh leaned forward and kissed her again.

Josh: “Unzip my pants with your mouth.”

Sarah: “Don’t mind if I do.”

She obeyed, slow and sultry. He pulled his dick out.

Josh: “You shouldn’t have a problem with this, right?”

Sarah: “Wow. Lucky for you, my throat opens up pretty wide. I’ve never had one this big but I’ll make it work.”

Sarah wrapped her hand around his cock, pumping him steadily as she spat down onto it. Without hesitation, she took him into her mouth about halfway. Both her hands stayed at the base, stroking in sync with the slow bob of her head. It was calculated, practiced. Her rhythm was hypnotic. Josh leaned back into the chair, drink in hand, watching her like she was putting on a show just for him. He tilted his head and gently pressed down, pushing her deeper.

The wet, vulgar sounds of sucking and gagging grew louder by the second. I squeezed my eyes shut, pretending I didn’t hear any of it. I wanted to cover my ears, anything to shut out the obscene soundtrack of her mouth on him.

The rage crept in slowly. This woman knew exactly what she was doing and compared to her, my blowjob felt like amateur hour. Was this what he was used to? A professional performance that left nothing to the imagination? My throat tightened, and my eyes stung. There was a heavy, unbearable feeling clawing at my chest, one I couldn’t ignore anymore. Diana must’ve sensed my shift. She stopped kissing me, leaned in close, and whispered into my ear…

“Hey… are you okay?”

I looked into her eyes.

“You were right. I can’t do this.”

She gasped. “Don’t cry. We’ll leave.”

She got off, grabbed her jacket and Sarah’s, and told her, “It’s time.”

Sarah pulled away from Josh, coughing, and grabbed her purse. Diana leaned in, whispered, “Good luck,” and they left.

Josh was still in the chair. Elbows on knees, hands pressed to his forehead. Eyes shut. He looked… Pissed.

He let out a deep, angry grunt that made me jump.

I’m such a fucking idiot. I didn’t think this through. What the hell am I supposed to say to him now?

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