Macey awoke and smiled. Her whole body was alive and tingling. She had slept well, but still felt the echoes of the sexy dreams that had filled her mind. Her thoughts immediately turned to Dylan. She greeted Lisa, who was also getting ready, and emerged from their tent into the beautiful clearing that was their home. She worked her way over to Dylan's side and rubbed against him almost instinctually as he made breakfast.
Soon they were joined by the rest of the camp, the other women clamouring for male attention. Macey worked through it all, and ended up having breakfast sitting next to Adam. She couldn't help but giggle at everything he said, acting for all the world like an airheaded bimbo.
It's incredible how handsy I'm being.
Macey knew she was acting out of character, but Adam was just so...incredible, she could barely keep her eyes off of him.
After breakfast, Dr. Catton laid out the duties for the day, however all Macey was interested in was what the men were doing, and was crushed to once again hear that the men would be setting up the lab while the women would be in two teams heading out to work on the grid. As the women gathered their gear, Adam and Dylan approached Dr. Catton.
"Hey, ma'am, Adam and I were thinking about the next tasks in setting up the lab. You see, the container is packed super tight. It's really hard for us to reach into some of those tight spaces."
Adam showed Dr. Catton the fresh scars on his hands.
"We were wondering if one of the women could stay with us to make it easier."
"Hmm. I suppose I could ask. Are you sure you wouldn't be able to work the container as it is?"
"I mean, we can," Adam said. "It's just blood and bruises, so far."
"Well, I'll ask. But I can't promise anything. We are working to a deadline here."
Dylan grinned, as if he expected this answer. "Yeah, I totally get it."
"Who did you have in mind?" Dr. Catton asked.
"Well, anyone really. Although, as I understand it, Macey is the spectrometer expert, and that's going in next."
Dr. Catton nodded in thought and walked away. Adam glanced at Dylan, hoping that their idea would work out. He could barely suppress a smile as he saw her motion for Macey to join them. Macey looked confused as she followed her mentor over to the guys.
"Macey, the guys have encountered some problems unloading."
"Oh?"
"We could use someone with your...skills."
"Okay..."
"What exactly do you need Macey's help with?"
"Well, ma'am, Adam and I need to get the gear out of the container. As you know, they packed it really tight and locked everything down. Some of the gaps are pretty tight, and the way some of it is connected means it can only be handled by someone with really small hands," Dylan said.
Dr. Catton turned to Macey. "Macey, would you mind helping out, honey?"
Macey smiled, excited to work with the guys, and on the lab no less.
"I'd be happy to help out!"
"Great, I'll leave you three to it."
Macey turned to the guys with a huge grin. Dylan smiled back. Adam had to suppress a laugh.
"Follow me, Macey, I'll show you what we have."
The guys led her to the storage container and motioned for Macey to enter. Macey climbed in and immediately felt the cool air inside, almost like entering a cave. She turned to the guys, dressed in her sports bra and spandex shorts, and swallowed when she saw their eyes devouring her.
They both grinned, and pointed to the tightly packed equipment boxes.
"So, Macey, the first thing we need to do is reach in there and depress the lever," Dylan said, as he started stacking boxes.
Macey knelt down to help, gingerly reaching through the crack and fumbling for the lever. As they worked, Macey kept sneaking looks at the guys.
Adam's body was a work of art. He was tall, over six feet, and thick rather than bulked up. He was tanned, and his muscles were broad, with a strength that shone through his skin. Dylan was a different story. He might have been six foot, but was slim and trim. He was muscular, but his strength didn't show, rather, he was lean. Macey couldn't help but remember what his body had looked like beneath his clothes.
The guys reached over her and started working on the container from the top. Macey's face got sandwiched between the two guys. More specifically, between their shorts, or rather their crotches as they leaned over her. Her mouth ran dry as she felt the heat emanating off of their skin. She turned her head and inhaled Dylan's smell, his sweat and musk. The spectrometer container shifted.
"Great, okay, other side," Adam said.
Macey shuffled over and reached in again. This time she ended up with her face buried in Adam's crotch. She could feel his cock pressed against her cheek as she struggled to focus on the lever. Finally, after a period of rocking and shaking, the container shifted again. Macey scooched back and landed on her heels, looking up at the two men towering over her.
Adam reached down, and she thought he was going to help her up. Instead, he cupped her face and stepped a little closer, her hand falling to his thigh. Dylan did the same, and she found herself staring right at their groins, just inches away. She reached out tentatively and placed her hand on Dylan's package. She looked up to him, then over to Adam. Sensing no resistance, she placed her other hand on Adam's cock.
"Is that okay?" she whispered.
The men nodded silently. Her hand could feel their cocks start to stir, a wave of giddiness sweeping over her. She had never done anything like this, two guys at once! But the feeling of lust was indescribable. They stood above her, tall and strong, and yet there was no question she was holding all the power right now. She swallowed again in anticipation and reached over to Dylan's waistband and tugged.
"I want to see," she whispered, mostly to herself rather than asking for permission.
He stepped closer and Macey used her grip to pull his waistband out a bit, over his erection, then down. She smiled, waiting to see her prize. He smiled back and cupped her face. She tugged again, lowering them to mid thigh. Dylan's cock sprang out, long and thick and hard, and she couldn't help but gasp, mesmerized at the sight. She gawked at it, all hers, and gave it a gentle stroke.
She suddenly remembered Adam, standing silently just to her left. She turned with an apologetic smile and reached for his waistband with her free hand. Then, realizing she would need both hands, reluctantly released Dylan's cock and focused all her attention on his shorts.
Macey played with the elastic, sliding her hands along his hips, glancing up at him with a playful tease. She let out a small giggle and then finally pulled them down. Adam's cock was beautiful, thicker than Dylan's, and she couldn't resist wrapping her hand around it. She clutched it, her fingers not even touching, and gave it a gentle stroke.
She switched hands and then reached out and grasped both shafts, giving them slow strokes up and down. Her awestruck eyes wandered from one glorious cock to the other. Finally she looked up to the guys. Adam's face was stoic, his eyes on her, observing her reaction. Dylan's gaze was more pleased, a small grin on his face as he watched her. Her eyes shifted between the two, and the excitement and tension grew. Even dressed in only her sports bra and shorts, her skin felt hot.
Macey couldn't help but think that this was so out of character for her. Two guys! Sex had always been something done in the dark, something done in private, and yet somehow, this felt so natural, and even still so exciting. It was everything she wanted. She was in total control. Despite their strength, she felt she could make them do anything, anything at all. A thin string of precum dripped from Dylan, and she leaned forward to capture it with her tongue. Macey moaned as she tasted his precum, licked her lips, then swallowed hard. Again the giddy feeling swept over her, and it was hard to focus. She was so wet, so ready! She had to have them both.
Macey opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around Dylan's cock. Her eagerness was too much and she gagged, but quickly adjusted as she took him deeper down her throat. She pulled off of him and looked up.His face was slack, pleased at her eagerness. She turned to Adam and opened her mouth wide and engulfed the head, her tongue lashing at the slit. She bobbed her head slowly, fluidly, feeling him throb in her mouth while she stroked Dylan. Macey smiled to herself, she would never have thought of doing something like this back in the real world. But here she could indulge her own needs, her own desires.
The problem was one of choices, as in one too many. She only had one mouth, so she alternated between the men. She could feel a cock throbbing in her hand, another in her mouth, and between them her heart raced. It was such a feeling of power to be in control of these two men! She started bobbing on Adam, gazing up at him as he watched her. She wasn't an expert, far from it, but she liked the way he was looking at her.
Adam placed a firm hand on her head and pushed himself deep into her mouth. Macey gurgled, fighting to keep from losing her breakfast. He held her there for a few long seconds before finally pulling out, a thick strand of spit connecting her mouth to his dick. She coughed and wiped her mouth, stunned by his strength.
"I'll go check on Dr. Catton," he growled, wolfish eyes on her, as he tucked himself back into his shorts.
