Triple Threat (17 page)

Chad rolled his eyes. “You guys walked in on him fucking some chick, huh?”

“Try two,” I managed and was hysterical again.

Chad laughed too, but then said, “I’m gonna get a drink.”

“You want some company?” a redhead asked Chad as he walked towards the kitchen.

He looked down at her. “I ain’t drunk yet.”

I felt relieved. I don’t know how I would handle seeing Chad take another girl to his room. I turned to Giovanni. “Where’s the rest of Rosario’s friends?”

“In the garage,” he explained. “They’re setting up some kinda game. I didn’t ask what.”

We went to investigate. There was a folding table in the middle of the floor and two pyramids of cups on it. I smiled. Beer pong. I should have known. There were chairs set up all around the place. I was glad they chose the garage. The mess would be easier to clean up. I was even happier that the band’s equipment was in the basement.

Giovanni and I sat down and watched for a bit. Someone handed him a beer, but I refused, thinking someone should stay sober, just in case. The game was crazy and loud. I laughed a lot watching them.

When they got Giovanni up to play, I watched his every move. He was pretty good, but so was the other team. By the time that round ended, he was obviously getting a bit buzzed.

He came back to me and put an arm around my shoulders. “You gonna play?”

“I’m not gonna drink.” I told him.

He lifted my chin and looked into my eyes. “Why not? Don’t you wanna have fun?”

“I
am
having fun.”

“I always have fun with you too.” He gave me a squeeze.

Then Rosario and Chad came in laughing. Chad obviously had more than one drink. They joined the game that had just started.

“I’ll go get you a soda, OK?” Giovanni offered.

“Thanks.”

Chad and Rosario played on the same team and kept losing. They were already a little unsteady and that just got worse. By the time the round was over, Chad was definitely drunk.

He sat down and watched the next group play. I saw the redhead sit next to him. “So are you drunk enough now?” She put her hands on his shoulder and looked up at him.

“Drunk enough for what?” he asked.

“To see if your dick is as big as it seems through your pants.”

“I don’t think so.” Chad hated that type of girl, and I was glad he did. “Phil’ll show you a good time, though.”

Phil was next to him in a flash. “What?”

“I think this little lady needs to be fucked by a man with a huge cock,” Chad said. “Show her what you got.”

Phil took her by the hand and pulled her into the house. I shook my head, remembering seeing Phil’s dick. It made me wonder what Giovanni’s was like.

“Chad, can I see your tattoos?” a different girl asked him.

He got up and took his shirt off. The girl touched every one and admired them. When he smiled at her, I had to turn away. I could feel the jealousy burning in my heart.

“What’s wrong?”

I looked up and Giovanni was back. “It’s nothing. What took so long?”

“A few girls inside were asking for piña coladas, so I made a few batches. Did you miss me?” He handed me a cup of soda.

“Yes.” I closed my eyes, wishing he would say he had feelings for me.

“I missed you, too.” Then he kissed my cheek.

“Giovanni, play again!” Mark shouted to him.

He put a hand on my shoulder. “Do you mind?”

“No, I like watching you play.”

I watched him play again, with Mark, Chad and Rosario. They had gotten so much worse, and we all laughed like crazy. One of the guys had decided no-one was getting seriously drunk fast enough, so they put shots of Jack Daniels in the cups too. That did it. By the time the cups were down on one side, they were all trashed.

Right after, Rosario went up to another blond and picked up her hand. “I’m going away and won’t have a woman for weeks. I need to fuck as many as I can tonight.” It worked. I couldn’t believe she followed him into the house.

Giovanni came back to me and sat down. “I think I’m getting drunk,” he slurred.

“You
are
drunk,” I informed him with a laugh.

Then a brunette sat on his lap. “I’m looking for a good time too. Are you as good as your brother?”

“Uh, I don’t…” He quickly picked up my hand. “My girlfriend wouldn’t like that.” He lifted our hands and showed them to her. “I only sleep with her.”

She huffed and walked over to Chad. I saw him lean down so she could ask him. He smiled and gave her a kiss, but didn’t leave the room with her. I watched him sit in a chair and pull her into his lap.

I was fuming mad. I wanted to go punch her and then rip her heart out. Then I realized what I was thinking. He wasn’t really mine. No one was. My face fell with the realization that emotionally, I was truly alone. Chad and I had sex, but nothing more. Giovanni and I were only friends. He was just pretending. It warded off the loose women he couldn’t stand.

I felt like crying. Most of the partygoers were having meaningless sex and didn’t care. I couldn’t do that, and it wouldn’t help how I felt. I looked over at Chad. The girl was touching his tattoos and kissing his lips.

I suddenly got up and ran in the house. I couldn’t take it anymore. My heart was breaking watching some random girl throw herself at my Chad.
How could he do this to me? He says he loves me and only me!
I leaned on a wall in the hallway that led to the backyard and let my tears fall. I had never felt so much pain. It didn’t make sense. It was Chad. I didn’t love him. I loved Giovanni. What’s wrong with me?

“Hey, don’t cry.” Giovanni had found me. He grabbed me and held me close. “What’s wrong? Can I do anything to help?”

I looked up at him. “Kiss me.”

He smiled and leaned down to me. When his mouth met mine, I felt so much better. He leaned me up against the wall again and kissed me stronger. My high heels helped with the height difference.

The next time he opened his mouth, I gave him my tongue. Then our breathing sped up and the kissing got much more intense. He put his hands around my face and pressed his body up against me. I could feel his hard cock through his jeans and longed to touch it.

“I want you so fucking bad,” he whispered.

I moved my hands over his firm backside. “I want you, too.”

Then he lifted me up by my bottom and put his hips between my legs. “Can I fuck you right here, please?”

“Yeah.”

He leaned on me some more and I heard his pants open. “You sure?”

“Yes, now, please.” I needed him more than ever at that moment. I couldn’t even think straight. I just had to have him.

Then he pulled my panties aside. When I felt his cock against me, I was clinging to him. I felt like if he didn’t fuck me right then, I was gonna die.

He pushed into me, fast. “Oh, damn!”

I couldn’t believe how good he felt. “Oh, Giovanni!” Finally, I had him.

He started to thrust quickly as he held onto my thighs. I was filled with pleasure within seconds. I screamed as I trembled all over…

“Crystal? You OK?”

I opened my eyes.
Shit! It wasn’t real.
I looked up at Giovanni. “I guess I feel a little left out. There’s girls hitting on all of you.”

“No-one’ll do that with me and Chad right there, huh?”

“I don’t know.”

He caressed my cheek. “I’m hanging out with you. Doesn’t that count for something?”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean I don’t like being with you, but you’re just a friend, right?”

He hugged me. I could feel he understood. I heard him whispering, but didn’t understand what he said.

“What?” I asked.

He pulled back and then quickly kissed my lips. “Nothing, I’m just drunk and stupid right now.”

I looked up at him. There were tears in his eyes. “You seem to be just as upset as me. Can I make you feel better?”

“I wish you could. God, how I wish you could.”

I sighed and reached up and touched his face. I loved him so much and he had no idea. I wished telling him would make him feel better, but it would just complicate things.

Giovanni smiled and closed his eyes at my touch. “Crystal, I…” He paused, and then exhaled loudly.

“Kiss me,” I begged him, wanting my daydream to come true.

He opened his eyes. My hand was still on his cheek and his was on mine. Then he surprised me by leaning down and kissing me. His mouth tasted like Jack Daniels and beer, of course, but I could care less.

I put my arms around his neck. He pulled me closer to him and wrapped his around me also. Our kissing progressively got stronger. I wanted him so badly.

Then suddenly he slid his hands down my body and he picked me up by my thighs.
He’s gonna do it! Yes!
I cried out in my own head.

He pressed his body against me. My skirt had gone up and I could feel his stiff cock rubbing against my panties. I moaned softly, needing him. I thrust my tongue into his mouth, hoping he would give me what I wanted.

Giovanni brushed my tongue with his. He grasped my thighs tighter then opened my legs more. He ground his erection against me. First up and down, then in circles. I felt like I was going to explode.

“Oh!” I softly breathed in his ear. He kissed my neck while still crushing his cock over my pussy.

He continued to kiss me all around my neck then to my ear along my jaw line then to the other ear. I was ready to burst. If I had the guts, I would tell him what I wanted, but I couldn’t.

By the time he got back to my mouth, I knew he was just as ready as I was, if not more so. “Crystal...” He sounded as breathless as I felt. “Crystal…”

“Yes?” I wanted him inside me badly.

“Crystal…”

“Are you finally fucking her?” I angrily turned to see Rosario standing next to us.

Giovanni looked at me, with sadness in his eyes. Then he looked at his brother. “No, now get outta here.”

“You gotta fuck her,” Rosario insisted. “You got her in the perfect position. No-one’ll see much. It’s easy. Just open your pants and shove it in. She’ll be crying out your name in no time.”

Giovanni slowly let me down. I wanted to kill Rosario. He screwed up everything.

“You’re such a pussy,” Rosario admonished him and walked away shaking his head.

Giovanni kissed my lips softly. “I’m so sorry. I got carried away again. I’m a bit drunk.”

“Are you tired?” I looked up at him. “We could go lay down.” I hoped that if we were in private, he would continue.

“No, not yet. We should join the party before someone else thinks we’re having sex.”

“OK,” I agreed with a frustrated sigh. I watched him adjust his pants and try to hide his erection, but it was no use. From the outline, it looked bigger than his brother’s. I laughed. “I can still see it.”

He blushed. “I’m sorry. I can’t control how much it still wants you.”

“We can stay in the kitchen and get the food set up until you… um… get back to normal.” I wanted to feel it with my hand, but I didn’t dare.

He kissed my lips again. “Thanks. They would tease me all night if they saw me like this.”

We started walking to the kitchen. Giovanni grabbed my shoulders to steady himself. He seemed to be even drunker, if that was possible. Maybe his desire helped him stay upright.

He helped me as much as he could, but held onto the counter and table often. After a while I sat him down. “You’re gonna fall.” I smiled at him and kissed his lips.

Then he pulled me into his lap. “I’m sorry I got so drunk. Did I ruin your fun?”

“No, Giovanni.” I caressed his cheek, as lovingly as I could. “This is the best party I ever went to.”

Then we heard laughter and footsteps. I saw Rosario with yet another girl, heading for the bedrooms. We looked at each other and shook our heads.

“He’s like a whore, you know,” Giovanni commented. “I could never do things like that. How can you have sex without caring about the person? What’s the point?”

I leaned my head on his. Should I tell him I love him? “I guess he doesn’t get that.”

“Dude, where’s your brother?” Mark yelled from the open garage door.

Giovanni smiled at me, “Giving his cock a workout again. He had at least three of them in there already.”

I got back up and made sure all of the food was done. Then I walked to the garage and told everyone to come eat. I sat on Giovanni’s lap again, as people got food and spread out around the kitchen and living room. He put his arms around me and I felt like I was floating, happier than ever.

I fed him a few mini quiches and pizza bagels. He seemed to like me doing that. I did, too. I thought it relayed how I felt. I used my thumb to remove some sauce from the corner of his lip.

“You should’ve licked it off.” Phil leaned down and whispered into my ear. “You’d like that, right, Giovanni?”

He didn’t respond. He just smiled at me. I felt like I was melting in his hands.

By the end of the night, I was the only one awake. I stayed sober the whole time. There were people passed out all over the house. I walked around and cleaned up as much as I could so the morning would be easier.

When I was too tired to continue, I walked towards the bedrooms. I had no idea what I should do. Sleep with Chad and risk Giovanni finding us or sleep with Giovanni and break Chad’s heart? What an awful set of choices.

I looked in the last bedroom. The door was open. Rosario was asleep on the bed, naked with two naked girls holding him. I rolled my eyes. It
was
his last hurrah I guess.

In the other extra room, Giovanni was on the bed and Mark and Phil were on the floor. My choice was made. I couldn’t sleep with Giovanni with the other guys in the room. We would never hear the end of it.

I smiled at Giovanni sleeping on his side. I thought about what it was like waking up in his arms. I crawled up on the bed and kissed his lips. “Good night, Giovanni,” I said in his ear. “I love you.”

I sadly left the room. Then I opened Chad’s door. He was on the bed, passed out and naked. I sighed and took off my clothes. It felt so weird that I was going to sleep with Chad with Giovanni in the next room.

I felt guilty about it all. I wished I could just really be with one of them. But I wasn’t in love with Chad and Giovanni seemed to only want me in bed. I didn’t want to be sleeping with them both. That would be so wrong.