Julia's Staycation

Author's Note: This is a fictional story that includes sexual themes. The sexual descriptions in this story take place between adult characters aged 18 or older.

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It was the last day of school before spring break and I should have been ecstatic for my family trip to Las Vegas. But it was just my luck that one of my aunts dies and the trip is cancelled. Instead, Mom and Dad are leaving tomorrow for the funeral while I'm stuck at home with his bullshit list of chores, half of which I can't even do (I've never even touched a lawn mower and Dad wants it fixed by the time they're back!). To make matters worse, Vicky's older brother Greg was going to be a visitor at school today for some reason, and I was dreading having to put up with two of them.

During science I managed to corner William and convince him to help out with the more "manly" parts of my dad's chore list after school. Despite not saying a word to one another since we fucked in the health room months ago, he seemed pretty eager to give me a hand. The bell rang as I was writing down my address for him. With perfect timing, as usual, Vicky walked in the room and immediately started with her shit.

"Ooh, love notes to William? Better watch out, stud; she might take your virginity, but she'll definitely give you something in return." I clicked my pen closed and turned my head to see Vicky smirking in the doorway, her grotesque snaggletooth poking sideways out of her mouth. I couldn't help but smile back at her once I saw Greg looming right behind her, arms folded over his chest.

"Jesus, sis. Do you have to be such a catty bitch to all your friends? And to think I was just about to give you a patented Greg Hug." Vicky clammed up and hurried to the far side of the room without saying a word, blushing bright red with embarrassment. "Sorry about my sis; I think she's just acting out because we don't get to hang out like we used to." He smiled big and winked to Vicky, who was already jamming earbuds into her head as if that would make Greg stop embarrassing her. He sat on the edge of the table eyeing my chore list just as William was leaving for his next class.

"Maybe you should come around more often, then." I was nervous talking to him but immediately smitten. Greg was a senior when Vicky and I were both freshmen. He was a rambunctious (and kind of intimidating) dickhead prankster back then, but a few years in college really seemed to do him good. In fact, the moment he walked in I found myself undressing him with my eyes.

"What's this? Lookin' to become a Julia of all trades?" He skimmed his finger down my list of chores. I was pleasantly taken aback that he had remembered my name after all these years...or moreso that he ever learned it in the first place.

"No, that's just a bunch of stuff my dad wants me to do while they're gone. But I don't even know how to fix a lawn mower." He grabbed my list and shoved his ass off the edge of the table.

"Oh that's easy, I can do that before you even get home from school. I'm done here anyway." He plucked the visitor's pass from his shirt and tucked it into the breast pocket. "You're just around the block from our place anyway. Grey and blue house with the riding mower in the carport, right?" Without thinking, I nodded. I was too distracted by New College Greg and his subtly toned physique (not to mention the more than noticeable bulge behind his jeans) to remember that I had literally just made plans for William to help out only moments before.

I spent nearly 20 minutes looking for William after school to cancel our plans, but gave up once I realized there's a chance Greg might still be at my place. I rushed home, drenched in sweat, to see Greg just finishing up with the mower. Through his tight, dirty t-shirt I could see his whole abdomen, from his modestly protruding nipples to his belly button. I trudged up the driveway to meet him, panting for air still.

"Doing some jogging?" He said with a big grin. Unlike his sister, Greg's teeth were perfect. I smiled back, still too dumbfounded by his chest to say anything. "Well, it took a lot longer than I thought but this thing should be ready for the first cut of Spring." He kicked the back tire and folded his clean button-up shirt over his forearm. "Anyway, it was nice seeing you again, Julia. Even if we never did talk any back in high school."

Standing there, panting like a dog and smelling worse, it hit me that Greg must have had a thing for me this whole time. Why else would he single out me, out of everyone at school? It's kind of cute if you think about it; he doesn't really know about my reputation, and he's a junior (so what if it's college) so I'm kind of like his upperclasswoman. I composed myself as much as I could before he had the chance to walk off.

"Wait," Greg looked up at me while dragging a few greasy fingers across the breast of his t-shirt. "At least come inside and get something to drink..." I paused, getting a second look at his filthy shirt and jeans. "Or throw that in the wash. You look pretty fucked up."

"Hah, what, you don't care for my new look? I call it 4-stroke chic." I laughed (too loud) as he posed for me.

"Nah, it looks more like you lost a fight with a lawn mower." I unlocked the side door for him and gestured for him to follow. "Come on in, there's half a strawberry-rhubarb pie in the fridge, too if you want some." I nearly halted in my tracks, turning beet red hoping he didn't take that for some kind of lazy double entendre. Luckily he didn't say a word; I poured him a tall glass of water and pointed Greg toward the laundry room. I blushed again, seeing the subtle tone of his back muscles as he peeled off his shirt on the way to the washer.

"You know, if you're that sweaty you can take a shower in my parents' room. They're gone until the day after tomorrow." Greg hid behind the laundry room wall, peeking his head out of the doorway.

"Actually, that'd be great. To be honest I didn't pack clothes before I left my school and these are yesterday's clothes. I feel filthy." Greg ducked his head back into the laundry room, but kept talking. "But shit, the way you're lookin' I bet you could use a shower yourself. Care to join me?" I turned around from putting the water pitcher back in the fridge, only to see Greg standing in the laundry room doorway wearing nothing but a snugly-fitting pair of boxer-briefs.

"Uh..." My mind was drawing an absolute blank. Greg chuckled and turned away before I could eke out a response; I couldn't tell if he was serious or just being funny and flirty. Just before he turned down the hallway I caught him leaning over to slip out of his underwear. In the brief moment of voyeurism I caught a glimpse of his taut ass, his pale cheeks standing out from the rest of his tanned body. He wadded up the boxer-briefs and flung them into the laundry room on his way down the hall.

I was like a deer in the headlights; I couldn't believe the situation I was in, and how okay with it I was. I was all kinds of nervous and excited, but still undecided. The sound of the shower faucet turning on snapped me back into reality, and I decided to join him, whether or not he was serious.

I walked into the master bedroom to see a stark-naked Greg, with his back turned to me, quietly peeking through my mom's dresser drawers.

"Need something?" I couldn't help but smirk at his sudden jump. He immediately twisted around to face me, blushing beet red at having been caught in my mother's dresser. This was also my first time catching more than a mere glimpse of him au naturale. Like William, Greg was circumcised, but that's where the similarities ended. He had a long, pink scar line with a defined, robust head. Even seeing him flaccid, it was easy to tell that he was much thicker and bigger than William, and certainly more tempting than the magic marker I usually play with.

"Uhm...heh, towels?" He scratched the back of his head innocently. Making myself break my gaze, I led him to the linen closet by the laundry room. We both stopped in our tracks once we turned the corner out of the hallway, staring wide-eyed at William who must have came in through the side door that I just then realized I had left open this entire time. I could see William was caught off guard as well. His gaze sunk down and settled on Greg's hefty package and I could tell he was probably feeling a bit out of place.

"Oh uh, hey. Julie's friend from school, right?" Greg was clearly trying to hide his embarrassment with a bit of good-mannered small talk. "Care to join us?" He forced a chuckle and tried to nonchalantly cover himself up with his hands. I slapped him on the stomach with the back of my hand.

"Sorry, William. He's almost as sassy as his sister, I'm beginning to find out." William stammered, apparently in disbelief of the whole situation, but couldn't manage to form a coherent sentence.

Having the two of them together like that, in my own house while my parents were out...it did something to me; I felt a thrill twice as tempting as what I felt with William in the health room last winter. And if I learned anything from that experience, it's to not let opportunities like these pass through your fingers. So before he had the chance to run off in a panic, I made my way over to William and led him by an index finger back down the hallway, motioning for Greg to follow along. "The mower's been fixed already, but I have something you can both do for me."

They both silently followed me into the master bedroom and stood in front of me as I sat at the edge of the bed. I eyed the two of them standing side by side, then pointed a lazy finger toward William.

"Take those off for me." William, the good boy he is, looked bashfully at Greg and his plump dick before obeying and disrobing without a single protest. I crossed my legs and grinned at the two of them. I was feeling a bit more confident and assertive now that William had showed up, and slipped out of my top with them both watching. Before I could undo my bra, I noticed William's short willy already standing stiff at attention; even fully erect it was clear that he was still smaller than Greg's flaccid member. I hurried to toss my bra across the room, then reached out to cup one hand around Greg and William's balls, guiding them both closer to the edge of the bed with a couple gentle tugs.

"I want to try something new." A fat bead of precum dropped onto my wrist from William's stiffy. I made sure he was watching as I dipped the head of Greg's soft dick into my mouth. Immediately I could feel him swelling up as my tongue grazed the contours of his glans. I gave another gentle tug to both of their balls, hesitantly lowering myself further down Greg's length before deciding he's simply too big for my mouth. I dragged my tongue along the underside of his dick as I pulled myself off of him.

"Jesus, Julia. This is-"

"Nope." I gave Greg a not-too-firm squeeze. "No talking, from either of you. Understand?" Greg and William glanced at each other (William stone serious, while Greg I could tell was trying to hide a slight nervous grin). They nodded in unison, and I realized I was beginning to fall in love with the level of control I had over them once their balls were in my hands.

I tugged William a bit closer still, then slipped his glans past my lips the same way I did with Greg. Only William was much more comfortable to have in my mouth; I sunk my head down until my lips touched his abdomen. Surprisingly I could keep myself there without any discomfort in my jaw; unlike with Greg.

I had never given oral before, and I was kind of excited to explore it a bit. But I should've seen it coming. As soon as I was beginning to get a taste for fellatio, William came without warning. Only about 20 or 30 seconds into it and I felt a hot spurt of cum hit the roof of my mouth. I pulled my head back in surprise, only to see William's pulsing dick shoot cum onto my chin and chest.

"Fuck, I'm so sorry." Greg smirked at William, who was too embarrassed to notice. I gave William's balls another taut pull.

"What did I just say mere moments ago, Will?" I waited for him to close his mouth. "That's right, no talking from either one of you." I was disappointed, and trying not to get seriously angry at William. I barely had time to savor the moment, and he covered me in cum just like last time (I mean, sure that's pretty hot, but it can be such a bitch to clean up).

I took a brief moment to collect myself, releasing my grasp on William's balls to wipe the cum off me with his underwear before throwing it out into the hallway. I leaned back onto the bed, lifting my hips up so I could wiggle out of my jeans and panties (which were now sopping wet). Propping myself up with my elbows, I pointed toward Greg's dick.

"Big Boy. Come show William how properly please a lady." He perked back up and nodded, finally getting the hang of my no-talking rule. I spread my legs apart as he nestled himself between my thighs. Greg wasted no time squeezing his plump glans into me, his dick pushing one of my labia partially inward as well. Before I could adjust, Greg had already begun firmly yet slowly shoving the rest of his length inside of me. I let out a soft, surprised gasp at the sensation. It was a thrilling, full sensation that I'd never experienced before with William or even my trusty marker.

Greg leaned over me, wrapping one arm around my shoulder and burying his head down by my cleavage as he began to thrust excitedly inside of me with little warning. His rapid pumping jostled me on the bed, my breasts heaving up toward my face with every thrust. I couldn't help but let out a restrained grunt each time he shoved his dick inside of me; despite his size and eagerness, I found myself squirming underneath him trying to get some satisfaction out of it all.

I loved the sensation of Greg's thick member filling me up the way it did, but his style of fucking was too abrasive to be pleasurable. I could feel the friction building with each push into me and a borderline soreness each time he would pull back. Before too long I began wishing for him to be a premature finisher like William. I peeked over Greg's shoulder to see William still standing in place, staring at us fucking.

"Wait." I pressed my palm to Greg's chest. "This isn't working. Sit at the edge of the bed; we're trying something different now." Greg obeyed and sat down, leaning back a bit with his arms propping him up. I walked around and gently slapped at his thighs. "Legs together." Again he obeyed, pressing his legs together so that his plump dick was sticking straight up.

I swung a leg over Greg's lap, facing away from him as I slowly lowered myself back onto his prominent glans, taking the time to spread my labia a bit before sinking down further and finally sitting on his lap with my back pressed against his chest and his fat dick throbbing idly inside of me. As long as he wasn't fucking me, I loved the feeling of having Greg's cock inside me, spreading my pussy and filling me in a way I had never imagined was possible.

I snapped for William's attention, then pointed down to my pussy stuffed with Greg's cock, and nestled snugly over his shaved balls. "Help me take care of this, and try not to disappoint me this time." William nodded, blushing bright red. Greg tried to choke down a chuckle before I turned my head slightly back toward him. "And don't you go trying to fuck me. Just sit there and stay hard.

William kneeled down in front of us, hesitantly drawing his face closer to my pussy. Getting tired of his reluctance, I grabbed the hair on the back of his head and shoved his face against my pussy and Greg's heavy balls. William let out what could almost be described as a muffled whimper, but accepted his fate soon after and slipped a shy tongue out to lap at my clit.

I closed my eyes, sighing softly and basking in the combination of sensations between the two men. After a few moments I pushed William's forehead back a bit and made him watch as I rubbed my own clit while squirming in place on top of Greg's dick. I started panting already as I tugged back the skin covering my clit, swirled around it a few times with one finger, then let my hood roll back over that pink nub. I could hear Greg breathing harder as well, apparently getting worked up over all my squirming.

Once I felt like William had seen enough of my technique I pulled him back in. This time he was plenty more eager and I could see his little member standing at attention once more while his tongue delved in. He eventually worked up the courage to reach an arm up and gently pinch at the base of my clit while suckling at it.

"Ooh, fuck. Looks like the boy can learn after all." William peeked up at me and I smirked down at him. "Don't be afraid to get a little bit rough with it." He exhaled over my slick pussy and began to tug back firmly on my hood, swirling his tongue around my clit with each pull. I brought Greg's arms around, guiding him to play with my nipples as I rocked my hips in a slight circular motion on his throbbing member.

I could feel Greg's heavy breathing on my back; he gave each of my nipples a firm squeeze just as William had happened to be squeezing and tugging at my now plump clit. The two sensations made me throw my head back and let out a lusty moan that surprised even myself. At that moment, Greg let out a soft whine and tried to buck up further into me despite being fully hilted.

Immediately I could feel him cumming inside of me. I rocked my hips side to side, nestling myself firmly over his pulsing dick as spurt after thick spurt of hot cum shot into me and leaked out onto both of us. Knowing William might be squeamish, I held his head in place again, forcing him to finish what he started.

Surprisingly, William seemed to pay no mind to the cum pooling near his face; he acted determined to get me off for once. Greg's dick pulsed inside of me, a last couple lazy spurts of cum filling my pussy. I gyrated on his now spent dick as I was right on the brink of my own orgasm.

William, perhaps seeing how close to the edge I was, gently pressed my clit between his teeth, instantly making me shudder and begin to cum. Once I felt it coming on I couldn't help but push William's head away and continue on myself. I tugged back the skin over my clit hard with two fingers, rubbing circles around my clit with my free hand. I shuddered more; I could feel my pussy clenching around Greg's half-hard length as I came, sending me into a full second orgasm and leaking cum over the both of us.

I closed my eyes tight, jerking off my clit and pressing down into Greg's lap. To my pleasant surprise, I felt William's tongue drag along the length of my pussy again, this time focusing closer to where it met with Greg's dick. My thighs closed around his face and I let out another soft moan as a third, short orgasm escaped my body, my clit pulsing excitedly before retreating back under its hood.

After a few moments, the three of us sitting and panting in silence, I slowly raised myself up from Greg's lap. His now flaccid member flopped out of me and hung over the edge of the bed, glistening with our cum. Even more cum dripped out of my pink, swollen pussy, landing on Greg's dick before dripping onto the carpet.

"I guess we've all earned a shower after that." Greg looked down at his spent member, then to me and William.

"You go ahead," I smiled wide and looked to William as well, "I can just have little Willy here clean me up." William's head jolted up and he blushed beet red, looking at my pussy covered in someone else's cum. I laughed (too hard) seeing his look of shock and reached over to throw my panties playfully at his head. "I'm kidding, dork. Come clean up and then we can have some pie afterwards."