Thanks again for the encouraging comments! I'm glad that the messages and fun times I'm trying to get across are coming through in the story.
As requested by a recent comment, the two oldest brothers with Oliver......
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Reese texted me: What time will you be home today?
Me: Hi! No work after school today so 4ish?
Reese: Perfect. We'll have the house to ourselves.
Reese: I need you so bad, little one.
Me: <3
Oh wow! I'd be speeding home today!
I thought the rest of the day would drag on, but I was distracted daydreaming about all the naughty things Reese might do to me that school and my short club meeting afterwards was over before I knew it!
I stopped in the school bathroom to freshen up and check my hair, then walked home as quickly as I could without breaking a sweat.
As soon as I opened the door, strong hands pulled me close for a searing kiss!
I moaned into the delicious warmth. Hmmmm!
But this wasn't the brother I was expecting... "Jordan?"
He sucked my lips, lightly scraped his teeth over my top lip, sucked on it, then thrust his tongue inside, wetly caressing everywhere. I melted against him, trying to fuse us together. Too much clothes! I gripped Jordan's shirt, pulling, but not necessarily in the correct direction. Thinking was already difficult in this blazing haze of pheromones.
I heard the door open. Through barely there slits between my lids, I saw that Reese had come home... to find Jordan's tongue down my throat and feeling me up.
"Duuude, I really need the little one right now."
"Get in line." Jordan didn't let go.
Reese grabbed my hips from behind. "I am front of the line. Paws off." He started kissing and sucking my neck.
"Oohhmmhmm!" I groaned loudly, though they were muffled by Jordan's lips.
"First come, first serve," Jordan retorted. He pushed his thick thigh against my groin.
"Hhhmmm." I wiggled my hips against him.
Reese's deep growl vibrated against my skin. "He's not some toy, Jordan." He reached around to my front, brushing a nipple through my shirt. That part of my body, from constant stimulation nowadays, was always overly sensatized. "Who do you want, little one?" He asked against my ear.
"Yeah, 'dude.' You can't call dibs on a person." Jordan pulled Reese's hand off me and tweaked my nipple.
"Ah!"
"Oliver, say Jordan. I'm so hard for you right now." His voice was a growl, and I felt his excited erection against my hip.
"Ohh, J-"
Reese cut me off. "Fuck that! You want me." He rubbed his equally hard length against my ass.
I moaned, "Re-"
Jordan kissed me.
Reese pulled my head back and took over the kiss.
I tried to speak, but nothing coherent could be heard. I finally pulled away to breath. I briefly felt how swollen my lips already. Every inch of my skin was zinging.
As they groped me, my thin shorts rode up my ass cheeks, exposing more of my skin, and the fabric rubbed tighter against my hole and front.
Pulling me back and forth, we heard a rip. Jordan pulled me against him again, which made another ripping sound. It was my shirt. Reese grabbed either side and pulled, ripping it the rest of the way. Wow!! They pulled the damaged fabric off of me. Heat scorched through me at their actions.
The clothes on the two fully clothed men on either side of me rubbed my exposed skin.