Stuck at a Bachelorette Party

This is part six of an ongoing series, but the story relatively self-contained.

All weekend, his sister's friends kept telling Ethan how each of them always knewtheywere the one he had a crush on when he was younger. None of them were wrong, because young Ethan lusted after all of his sister's mature (to a ten- to twelve-year-old), amazing, and beautiful friends.

But Chloe... Chloe was different

Chloe was the one he'd truly loved. Her body wouldn't be the first you'd expect a young boy to covet; she had always been skinny with with her small tits and slim hips. No, it was Chloe's face and personality that got him; she practically glowed under her blonde hair, with piercing eyes, and a face that was both classically beautiful and cute as a button. Everyone in high school said she looked like a skinnier version of Sarah Michelle Gellar, not that Ethan knew who that was back then. Later, he had developed an unhealthy addiction to Buffy the Vampire Slayer as a teenager because of their uncanny resemblance and spent a suspicious amount of time watching that show alone in his room.

Chloe had always been the kindest to him, too. While the other girls ruffled his hair or pinched his cheeks, Chloe listened. She remembered his dumb little stories, laughed at his jokes, and made him feel like he belonged in the room with her.

He wasn't the only boy in love with Chloe, though; all of them were. She was the girl who could be around guys effortlessly, charm them without leading them on, and make them feel seen without offering more than friendship. Shelikedbeing around men, and they adored her for it.

So Ethan was overjoyed to help Chloe carry her packages from the rehearsal dinner to her Airbnb. He was bewitched by the simple act of walking together and catching up, and felt a pang of heartache at the front door of the little apartment she had rented for the weekend.

It had to end sometime,he thought.

As she opened the door, Chloe surprised him by asking him inside, then yelled, "Hey Trev, I'm back. I have Ethan with me." She dropped her purse by the door and kicked off her shoes like they'd done this a hundred times.

If Chloe was the one Ethan had fallen in love with as a child, Trevor was her perfect match. Even Ethan couldn't even hate him. He was tall, handsome, charismatic, and muscular, despite his slim build. Ethan shook Trevor's hand, and in reaching for it, he also spied a sizable bulge in his pants. The size of Trevor's penis was not something Ethan wanted to know, but they both knew he had seen it.Another reason he's better than me,Ethan supposed. Trevor just smiled and moved on casually.

Of course,Ethan thought,They're both so cool.

"I texted Trevor to tell him you were going to help me with the packages, and he thought we should invite you in," Chloe said as she motioned for Ethan to sit on one of the living room chairs. "I told him you were staying on your own at your uncle's, and how we had known each other forever, so he thought it might be nice to hang out a little."

Trevor Chimed in. "I also heard that you were trapped in your old bedroom for a full day during your sister's bachelorette party. That had to be weird." Trevor had already poured glasses of red wine for himself and Chloe and made a motion with the bottle toward Ethan, who nodded in response.

"So tell me," Chloe asked conspiratorially. "What are you doing at this wedding without a plus-one? I can't imagine there's a shortage of women from your college who would have come with you."

Ethan cringed internally at his childhood crush asking him about dating as Trevor placed a glass of wine in front of each of them.

"If only," Ethan muttered, taking a long sip of wine as an excuse to stop talking. It was embarrassing enough to be dateless, but why did everyone have to keep pointing it out?

The sting of his embarrassment softened under the warmth of Chloe's hand on his thigh as she went on.

"You always were shy, Ethan. It's part of what makes you cute. I know for a fact that women like you." She gave him a wide smile, more a teasing cousin than a flirt, and yet he felt that familiar flicker of his old crush.

Her hand was still on his thigh, and Ethan became uncomfortably aware of a stirring in his pants. He hoped she didn't notice. Luckily for him, Chloe shifted to face Trevor and removed both her hand and her attention from Ethan.

"Don't embarrass him, honey. I'm sure he doesn't want to talk about that."

Chloe dramatically brought both hands to her chest. "Me? Never. Besides, if I wanted to embarrass someone, I know exactly how I would do it."

She looked at Trevor as she stood up and placed herself in Ethan's lap. "Does this embarrass you, Ethan?"

Her skinny ass was warm against him, and she wiggled pleasantly as she gesticulated with her hands.

"Erm...." was all Ethan got out.

"How would sitting in his lap embarrass a guy like him? If anything, you're embarrassing me." Trevor sounded more hurt than mad.

Chloe turned herself sideways on Ethan's lap so she could look into his face. If she hadn't noticed the bulge forming in his pants yet, she would soon.

"Believe it or not, Trevor is shy, too," She purred. "He's the one who wanted to invite you over tonight, remember? What I didn't say is I think he kind of likes you. He hasn't even admitted that to me, but you can't miss these things when you've been with someone for years."

"Ugh, you're so infuriating lately. I think you've had too much to drink tonight." Trevor's voice was angry, but he seemed to shrink.

"I think I should go." Ethan leaned to his right, trying to extract himself from the chair. Still seated on his lap, Chloe placed a hand on the armrest to pull herself tighter against him; not forcefully, but enough to make it clear she wasn't ready to move just yet.

Chloe and Trevor both said "No," simultaneously, although their tones felt very different. Chloe was calm and commanding, while Trevor sounded surprisingly urgent.

What the hell was going on?

"Ooh, I thought I felt something down here," Chloe mewled, as she suggestively wiggled her hips in Ethan's lap. "Oh, I think Ethan brought a big gift to our party. Don't you want to see?"

Trevor watched them closely, his face somehow both crestfallen and elated.

"Ethan, you don't know this about Trevor, but he likes guys, too. He has a thing for college boys like you, which is why I brought you over. I think he's mad because you're more excited about me than you are about him."

Ethan swallowed. He found it hard to move from under Chloe, but the attention she was giving him meant he didn't really want to, despite the awkward situation.

"I'm sorry, I'm not really--"

"Into guys? I know, Ethan. Even at ten, I could tell you were 100% into women from the way you followed me around. I just had to prove it to Trevor." Chloe seemed entirely at ease and leaned forward to grab her glass of wine. The way she did it slid her ass up and down on Ethan's stiff, if very confused cock.

"It's okay, though. Trevor likes to play with guys, but he'll also take watching as a consolation prize, won't you, Trev?"

Trevor nodded his head. "May I?"

"It's really up to Ethan. Ethan, would you like to spend the night with me? Is it okay if Trevor watches?"

"I don't really feel comfortable with this." Ethan protested meekly.

"I'm not sure I believe you. Let me give you a test."

Chloe stood and slowly wiggled her panties down from under her skirt before dropping them on Ethan's face with a flourish. The silky fabric tickled his face as they slipped down his chin and into his lap as she walked past Trevor and into the apartment's bedroom. Both men were staring at her intently through the bedroom's open french doors as she slipped out of her skirt and crawled onto the bed.

"Ethan, if you want to be with me, you need to lick me right now. This is a tonight-only offer."

Chloe's ass was firm and alluring out of her skirt, but her pose was positively pornographic. She positioned herself on all fours, with her shaved pussy and asshole on full display between spread cheeks, as she waved her ass at Ethan.

"You can lick my pussy, or my ass, or both. I cleaned both of them up just for you, Ethan."

"I don't think I can...." Ethan began as he stood to leave. Maybe.

"Please stay," Trevor was begging at that point. "If you don't, then I won't get my reward."

Ethan had never heard Trevor sound so weak or whiny, but he seemed to gather himself a moment later, reverting to the more charismatic and confident Trevor Ethan knew.

"It's really okay. I want this."

Blonde bangs fell over one of Chloe's eyes as her impish stare fixed on Ethan over her shoulder. Ethan's gaze was fixed on her ass as she seductively teased him.This was too good to pass up.

Ethan took a beat to gather his confidence, then stuffed Chloe's panties into his pocket as he walked the few steps to the bedroom. In his mind, he planned to approach her slowly and sensually, but in reality he practically ran to bury his face in Chloe's pale pussy.

"Eager boy!" Chloe purred. "I've been stuck with Trevor this whole weekend, and it's so much different being with a real man. Please, lick my asshole, too. I scrubbed and scrubbed just for you."

That was the second time she had mentioned preparing herself. Had she been planning this all along?, Ethan thought.

Eating ass was new to Ethan, but it felt rude to waste all of Chloe's preparation. All of his focus had been on sucking her clit, but Chloe's skinny ass made it easy to kiss and lick wherever he wanted, so Ethan began to work his way upwards. He drew his slurping tongue along Chloe's labia, dipping the tip inside to taste her sweet musk and savor the feeling of her wet, inflamed lips before moving on to her little, pink star. She sighed hard when his tongue touched her, which emboldened him to do more. He began licking her ass in rolling circles and with increasing ferocity. The taste wasn't anything like he'd imagined; it tasted pleasantly like he was licking a nipple, more than anything else.

Chloe began gyrating her hips in pleasure, and Ethan used a free hand to pinch her clit between his finger and thumb. The moment his hand touched her, she began to buck with what he assumed was a small orgasm. The rhythmic spasming of her ass was intense, but ended quickly. Ethan continued working her ass and clit, eliciting a series of similar episodes of brief, shuddering pleasure. Chloe's cries grew louder and more urgent each time.

"Are you there, Trevor? Are you seeing this?" She moaned, and Ethan was suddenly aware that Trevor was behind him in a chair to his right.

"He looks like he knows exactly what he's doing. I bet that feels amazing," Trevor murmured, his voice harried. Ethan, caught off guard by the intensity of it, glanced over and was surprised to find that Trevor wasn't even touching himself.

Ethan added another hand to the mix, slipping his middle finger as deep as it would go to massage the inner wall of Chloe's pussy right behind her clit. Her moaning became more intense, and her hips gyrated wildly, until her voice finally devolved into cute little squeaks of pleasure.

"Move away, Ethan. Move away." She made a shooing motion with her hand, which quickly moved to stimulate her clit. Chloe's face plowed into the mattress as her other hand reached over the top of her ass to slide a finger into her back door. Trevor was suddenly kneeling on the floor beside Ethan, his face inches from Chloe's pussy when she started squirting wildly, shooting jets of liquid into Trevor's face.

Trevor opened his mouth and extended his tongue like a child trying to catch the rain, but he didn't touch Chloe. Her spurting fluids covered his glasses and dripped from the tip of his nose onto his tongue. Trevor was fervently rubbing himself through his pants as his girlfriend showered him in her cum, but his motions felt somehow unnatural. When Chloe's orgasm storm abated, Trevor returned to his chair, and Chloe rolled over to face Ethan.

She motioned for Ethan to remove his pants as she started rubbing her clit again. She curled a finger to beckon him closer and grasped Ethan's shaft as he kneeled beside her on the mattress.

"Not a bad start, but it's time to get serious."

"Wait, who said that?"

"Kayla. We drove to the walkthrough together, and she told me about your adventure last night. I swear, I think she almost came in the car just from talking about it." Chloe leaned forward to close her mouth briefly around Ethan's tip. "It's just a pity you showered after. It would be so hot to taste her on you right now."

They had been talking about him? If Chloe knew, who else did? Ethan began to spiral into worry about his sister again, but Chloe's insistent mouth on his cock brought him back to the moment. She had escalated quickly from gently using her velvety mouth, to gagging as she tried to swallow his dick whole.

"Fuck, I can't take the whole thing. Trevor, see what it's like to suck a real dick?"

Ethan was out of his depth for roughly the thousandth time this weekend. He had been intimidated by the bulge in Trevor's pants just a little while earlier, so it was confusing to hear Chloe mocking it now.

"Show him, honey."

From his kneeling position on the bed, Ethan watched Trevor stand and slip his pants off one leg at a time. His boxer briefs still showed a sizable bulge, but no sign of the growing erection Ethan expected to see. Trevor looked away as he dropped his underwear, exposing a bundle of cloths covering his manhood, and under those a metal cage girding his cock. It was hard to tell how big Trevor would be without what appeared to be a fairly tight restriction, but he certainly wasn't hung the way Ethan thought he was.

Chloe pulled her mouth from Ethan's cock, grabbing the attention of both men. "You see, he's not as big as you. Still, he has a hard time keeping that little thing to himself, so he's locked up until he forgets about that boy we met on vacation. He didn't even have the decency to share him with me."

She motioned to a key dangling around her neck, then returned to aggressively bobbing and sucking on Ethan's cock.

Ethan pulled back. "If this is going to be a one-time thing, I want more than a blowjob." This was a new situation for him, like so many others this weekend, but he was beginning to understand the rules.

"I know you don't just want to suck this big cock." He smacked it against her face as he said that, "You want it in you."

"See Trevor, that's a real man. He's going to fuck me until I walk funny, and you're going to have to hold my hand at the wedding tomorrow knowing he did it." Her eyes sparkled as she stared down her long-time boyfriend.

"Hold on. You don't tell me what I'm going to do, it's the other way around." Ethan smacked her cheek with his dick again, then rose without a word.

Chloe's mouth moved in stuttering surprise as Ethan walked from the room with slow, deliberate ease and returned with a dining chair in one hand and his wine glass in the other. Her shock turned to desire as he placed the chair in front of the bed, sat down with practiced calm, and took a slow sip of wine before finally speaking.

"That thing you were doing where you fingered your ass while rubbing your clit was pretty hot. Why don't you do that again?"

Chloe's mouth opened in a devilish smile. From her position on her back, she lifted her legs, bringing one hand from below her skinny thigh to rub circles around her asshole, while the other found her sensitive sensitive pearl. She began kneading both, although with tepid intensity.

Ethan set his wine glass down and walked to the end of the bed. "No, no, no."

Chloe paused as Ethan stood over her. He drew up saliva and spat on her swollen clit, then on her little pink asshole, giving it a lick for good measure.

Actually, it tastes more like a wheat cracker than a nipple,, he thought to himself.

He grabbed Chloe's hand and used it to demonstrate a more aggressive motion on her clit, which she began to emulate. The he used the palms of both hands to spread her cheeks wide while also tugging at her asshole with one thumb to stretch it slightly open.

"Inside, like before."

Chloe used the space he had given her to insert the tip of her middle finger into her rosebud, where she gently worked it in and out to the first knuckle.

"Better," Ethan said calmly as he resumed his seat and resumed drinking his wine. "Now, Trevor, kneel in front of her. I want you to see what you've been missing. Maybe you'll think twice before sticking it into other men without telling your wife. And make sure I can see."

Chloe's gasps grew harder, although whether it was because of Ethan's new attitude or the combined work of her hands was hard to tell.

Trevor positioned himself with his face six inches from Chloe's vulgar display and looked questioningly back at Ethan. "Is this good?"

"No, get closer, but stay to the right so I can see. Against her thigh."

Trevor's face was only inches from Chloe's hands as they frantically stimulated both of her holes. She was now two fingers deep in her ass, and the hand rubbing her clit was practically a blur.

"Good. Now, Chloe, I think Trevor and I would both like it if you could squirt in his face again."

A moan was her only response, although Ethan didn't get the feeling she was close. He set down his glass again and kneeled next to her on the bed, unbuttoning her top to expose her tiny, beautiful breasts.

"I see that I'm going to have to help." He pinched a nipple hard and watched her body tense with pleasure and pain. He ran his hand through Chloe's blonde hair, then grabbed a fistful of it as he pinched her nipple again. This move had a more electric effect. She might have even had a small orgasm like he had seen earlier, but it still wasn't squirting.

"You act like you want to be in charge, but you gave away the game. You need a real man to make you feel good. Even Trevor knows it." He pinched her nipple again, and this time he was sure she came. Then he pulled away the hand that had been on her clit and placed it on his cock.

"Rub softly for now. Keep me ready to slap my big cock all over your body." Then he cupped his hand over her exposed pussy, digging two fingers deep inside of her. With a firm, vibrating motion of his hand, he pulled his fingers hard into the upper wall of her vagina, stimulating her g-spot from the inside while his palm roughly rubbed her clit. He wasn't gentle.

Her hips raised from the bed, and Ethan heard Trevor gasp as Chloe started rolling her hips with pleasure. Ethan's other hand was still on her nipple, but he moved it to her mouth, shoving two fingers inside for her to suck.

Ethan was sure she came again, but she still wanted the full relief that came from squirting, and the satisfaction of doing it in Trevor's face. He took his hand from her mouth and used the wet fingers to pinch hard on Chloe's erect nipple. Ethan expected this to elicit a scream, but she emitted the same cute, tiny squeaks as the last time she had squirted. Chloe's hips went from rhythmic rolling to shaking as she coated Trevor's face in her liquids --in her pee, Ethan thoughtI heard it was just pee-- for the second time that night.

Chloe's hand had fallen still on his cock, but he didn't care at that moment. Ethan pulled his fingers from her pussy, eliciting moans as he languidly slid his palm and fingers along her clit on the way out. He stuffed his soaked fingers into her mouth, thinking again how what she was eagerly licking from them was mostly her own pee.

A quick pinch of her nipple startled her from her afterglow. "Can Trevor do anything for himself besides watch?"