92 Conflicts of Interest ll

DAWN

APRIL 7, 2004, SOPHOMORE YEAR

"Dawn, what the hell are you doing?" The voice was viciously cutting in its accusation.

It was Wednesday, a day when Ben and I had differing morning schedules before meeting up for lunch and then Macroecon in the afternoon. I usually met up with Gwen, but on this day Adrienne intercepted me along the way. I pursed my lips and glanced over at the statuesque blonde. "What do you mean?" I asked back innocently.

"You know damn well what I mean," Adrienne snapped. "Moving in with Ryan? Weren't you about to break up with him a week and a half ago?"

"I never said that," I bit back sharply. "I just said that I was confused. I wanted to talk things over."

"You wanted to tell Ben how much you loved him," Adrienne pointed out. "And you wanted to see if you could get back together. That meant you were considering breaking up with Ryan."

"A momentary thought," I said dismissively. "My head wasn't straight back then and I was never ready to break up with Ryan. I just wanted to know how Ben felt about me and if he ever thought about us getting back together. I had to know that sort of thing before committing to Ryan, you know?"

"You trying to convince me? Or convince yourself?"

I rolled my eyes. "I'm happy with Ryan and I want to see where this relationship can go."

"Then be his girlfriend! Chat on the phone and take the BART and visit on weekends! You don't have to move in with the guy to an apartment in a strange city an hour's drive away from Berkeley and all your friends!"

"It's not quite an hour's drive," I said defensively.

Adrienne rolled her eyes. "Don't you think you're overreacting a bit to Ben sleeping with Paige?"

"What? This has nothing to do with that."

"Nothing to do with that, huh?" Adrienne leveled her gaze at me. "You forget, I was in bed with you that morning. One minute, you're all excited about going out to tell Ben how much you love him. The next, Paige waltzes out well-fucked and all of a sudden you don't love him anymore? Come on, you KNOW he doesn't feel that way about her. And if it means anything to you, they haven't had sex since. It was a one-time thing for Ben to clear Cadence out of his system. He does that."

"Yeah, he does that," I nodded. "Ryan doesn't."

Adrienne frowned, staring at me coldly. "So that's it, huh? After all these years, knowing exactly who Ben was and the way he was, NOW you're going to judge him for sleeping around?"

"This has nothing to do with Ben!" I said insistently. "This is about ME and Ryan. I love him and he loves me and he's graduating and moving away, okay? I want to stick with my boyfriend. Is anything wrong with that?"

"You're overreacting," Adrienne scowled. "You were vulnerable. You were all ready to put your heart out on the line and ask Ben if you could be together again, if you could rediscover that something special that made you two soulmates. But Paige showed up with her problems and Ben fucked her. You were hurt and you felt betrayed a little bit and you overreacted by promising a boyfriend you weren't even totally sure you wanted to be with that you would MOVE with him."

"I'm moving because I want to BE with my boyfriend," I insisted.

Adrienne shook her head and glared at me. "How can you do this to Ben?"

"Do WHAT to Ben? He's taking it fine." I shrugged. "He and I have both accepted that this is what's best for the both of us. We're good friends. We'll always be friends."

Adrienne shook her head. "Doesn't work like that. The two of you are either intimately close or nothing at all. Maybe you weren't fucking, but for the last year, no one was closer to him, not even me. Looks like you chose 'nothing at all', and ever since this declaration that you're committing to Ryan and moving away, Ben's turned into a zombie. He barely talks to us. He spends all his time in his room in the dark. He puts up a good front when he's around you because he's convincing himself that he wants you to be happy, even if it's not with him. But he's really fucked up right now. You BROKE him."

"He'll be fine."

"Not if you continue keeping him out of your life," Adrienne snapped.

"I'm not keeping him out of my life," I said defensively.

"I SEE you two together. You used to be best friends. Best friends. But right now you two act more like a romantic couple that just broke up and agreed to 'remain friends'. Yeah, you're still around each other, but anyone can see that things are different. You don't talk anymore. You don't share anymore. You're not letting him in the way you did just weeks ago, and it's hurting him like hell."

"We talk all the time. We still have almost every single class together."

Adrienne shook her head. "You two may be holding hands on the way to class; but you look further apart than when he was back home in Orange County."

I sighed and leaned back, stretching my neck and spine before standing up straight again. "What do you want from me?"

Adrienne took a deep breath and then splayed her hands out placatingly. And then she offered, "Just tell him, to his face, how you really feel about him. You two walk around campus together just like you used to, but I'll bet you haven't sat down and had a meaningful conversation since before Spring Break. Tell him what you told me. Tell him what he means to you. And tell him what your hopes for him were, even if you've now chosen otherwise."

I screwed up my face. "I can't tell him that."

"Why not?"

I clenched my jaw, looked away, and then barked, "Because it would kill him! You say Ben's broken now. How much worse would it be if I told him now that I was willing to throw Ryan away for him, huh? How much worse would he feel if he knew how close he was to having me back, but 'oops, you missed your opportunity'. Huh?"

"So it IS the truth." Adrienne leveled her gaze at me. "You were all ready to break up with Ryan to get Ben back. What does THAT say about the stability of your relationship with Ryan? Huh?"

I grimaced and pinched my temples. "Wait, that came out wrong. I-"

"Nuh-uh," Adrienne interrupted me and took a step forward, moving herself right up into my personal space. "Think about this, Dawn. Think about this long and hard. Because if you do this, if you go with Ryan, you're going to lose Ben as a best friend. He loves you. He already feels like he missed his opportunity to be with you. And It's KILLING him inside. The truth is: you wanted to break up with Ryan and be with Ben. The truth is, you CAN'T have your cake and eat it too. You can't be with Ryan and still have Ben as your best friend forever. First, Ryan wouldn't stand for it in the long run because he will never be totally comfortable around Ben. And second, Ben won't be able to stay near you, knowing what he lost."

My jaw quivered and I stared back into Adrienne's eyes. Normally a hazel color, they now burned with a golden intensity. "That's not fair," I whimpered.

"No, it's not," she nodded. "But it's the truth. It's the way it is."

Then Adrienne turned and walked away.

That evening, when we all met up at my apartment to study and hang out, I felt like Adrienne was staring me down for over an hour. Her eyes were accusing, criticizing me for not saying something. But how could I?

Gwen even noticed and said something, but Adrienne tossed off a joking comment about being lost in thought and not realizing where her eyes were pointed.

"Hey, babe. You okay?" Ryan touched my arm. "You don't look so good."

"'Very well'," I mumbled.

"Huh?"

I sighed. "Never mind. I'm fine. Really, I'm fine."

My boyfriend shook his head and gave me a little smirk. "Glad I'm not a girl. Those monthly hormones can be a bitch."

I smiled and nodded. "Right, right."

APRIL 8, 2004, SOPHOMORE YEAR

"Are you going to talk to him?" Adrienne said quietly, but firmly, when she caught me as I was coming out of my own bathroom.

I blanched and looked at her. "I told you, I can't. What would I say?"

"I told you: tell him the truth. What does it mean when you can't tell him the truth? Huh?" Her eyes narrowed.

"Adrienne, please," I whimpered and looked to the living room. Our friends weren't that far away. "As my friend, don't do this to me."

"I'm your friend. But I'm on HIS side. And he's still broken." Her eyes were that intense gold again. "You know he hasn't left the house except for the classes he shares with you, just so you won't know how much this is hurting him? He's skipped any other classwork. He won't play ball or play videogames or anything. He won't even have sex. Believe me, I've tried. So has Paige. He just sits in his room and locks us out, cursing himself for how he fucked up his one true chance to be happy forever."

"Adrienne, I just can't talk to him right now. Okay?"

She sighed, then looked down, and her expression softened. "Okay. Look, I know this is tough on you too. You're trying to redefine your relationship with Ben and that takes time. I wouldn't be putting this much pressure on you if I didn't think he was this bad."

"I'm sorry." I bit my lip, and then touched her arm. "He's lucky he has you."

Adrienne sighed and nodded. "Okay, I'm assuming you're not going to talk to him anytime soon."

"I just can't. I'm not ready." I glanced into the living room again and saw Ryan looking over at us, concern on his face. I turned a little further to see Ben, who was just staring straight down into his textbook.

"Fine. Are you at least coming to his birthday tomorrow?"

I blinked and nodded. "Of course."

"Okay," Adrienne nodded. "Just ... don't get mad at me. We both know how Ben works and I'm going to have to do something a little drastic to pick up his spirits."

"What?"

She shook her head. "Don't worry about it."

BEN

APRIL 9, 2004, SOPHOMORE YEAR

"C'mon, Ben. You've gotta come out," Adrienne called through the door. "How do you expect me to throw a surprise party for you when you're IN your room?"

"Come out, Ben. Please?" Paige's called plaintively immediately after.

I sighed and then got up, perching my heels on the bed frame while rubbing my face. And then I finally stepped off and went to open the door. "How much of a surprise party can it be when you TELL me it's a surprise party?"

My gorgeous adoptive sister smirked at me and walked into the room, immediately glancing up and down at me before heading off to my closet. "That's part of the surprise," she mused. Then she quickly started shuttling aside my hangars until she stopped at a short-sleeved polo shirt that she'd picked out for me last year. It was well-fitted, showing off the definition of my pecs and arms without appearing too tight. And pulling it off the hangar, she tossed it at me and said, "This one. And these jeans."

I simply sighed and pulled off my shirt and then yanked the jeans I was wearing down to my ankles. I didn't see a problem with what I was wearing, but I really didn't give a shit anymore. I hadn't given a shit about a lot of things lately.

Paige had followed Adrienne in and was eyeballing my package while I got redressed. I ignored her, and a minute later, Adrienne pulled me into the bathroom to muss up my hair and spritz me with Hugo Boss, a cologne she'd also picked out for me last year.

After that, I pretty much just stood around, waiting for instruction. I wasn't feeling depressed anymore. Too much time had passed for me to be morose 24/7 any longer. Right now I was pretty much resigned, lethargic ... just waiting as time passed me by. Maybe something would eventually kick me in the ass and change my existence. Maybe not. I really didn't care.

Right now, Adrienne was kicking me in the ass. Well, she was grabbing my ass and prodding me forward and out the front door. I arched an eyebrow at her. "We're not having the party at the house?"

"Nope." Adrienne shook her head. That didn't make sense. Birthdays were usually just slightly more elaborate versions of hanging out in somebody's living room, adding in a cake and some presents and sometimes a prank or two. Bert's last birthday party had been at our house, and the girls had ganged up to throw him fully-clothed into our shower. He didn't seem to mind too much, what with having six hot babes groping him along the way.

The food was the same as making dinner for a bunch of people. Most of the time we college students didn't want to overspend on going out to a restaurant, even though some of us didn't really have to worry about finances. And everything was just more comfortable in our big living room than at any possible outside location.

But again, I didn't really care that much. Having asked my question and received an answer, I just shrugged and decided to go with it. Dayna's Impala was already gone, and Brandi was nowhere to be found as Adrienne loaded me and Paige into the Mustang and then pulled out of the driveway.

After a few side streets, Adrienne got to Shattuck and started us toward the 24 (excuse me, just "24"). And after that I just sort of zoned out the window.

Would Dawn be there? Of course she would. She was still trying to pretend that everything was peachy keen. She wanted to believe that nothing had changed between us, even though she knew I wasn't really happy about her moving out with Ryan. And she knew that I knew that she knew that I wasn't really happy, but we both were keeping up the charade for now. We were both too paralyzed to do anything else. After all, neither of us wanted to consider the alternative: not being friends anymore.

If I couldn't be truly happy for her at some point, our friendship would fall apart, the same way it was already falling apart. So I knew that I had to make myself truly happy for her, and I was trying; but I couldn't forget how much I'd sabotaged my own chances to really be with her. Still, I kept trying to be okay with it. And Dawn kept pretending to be comfortable around me, both of us praying that things would work themselves out. We both knew we had to take action to change the way we felt about each other. But we both also knew that feelings just don't work like that.

Sometimes I wondered if I should just give it up and walk away. If I could get some space between me and Dawn, if I didn't SEE her every day, then maybe I could get used to the fact that she wasn't mine anymore ... and that she never would be. She was choosing Ryan. And I'd have to live with that.

Maybe it would be easier if I turned down the pending internship I had this summer. Maybe it would be better if I just went back home to Orange County, then on to summer camp with my family. I could clear my head. I could make a fresh start. I could spend some time away from Dawn, which I needed because it hurt so much to be near her.

"Shit, I forgot my purse," Adrienne cursed as she pulled into a left turn lane and screeched to a halt. "Everything's in my purse."

"We're going to be late," Paige pointed out from the back seat.

"Not that late. And Ben's the birthday boy. I think they can wait for him," Adrienne pointed out. A minute later, we pulled a U-turn and started back for the house.

I sighed and stared out the window again. I didn't really care. Late, not late, what did it matter?

Ten minutes after we'd left, we pulled into the driveway. Adrienne was quickly out the door and then closed it as well. Then Paige was suddenly bumping my seat behind me. "Hey, get out," she yipped plaintively.

"Why? Adrienne just needs to get her purse."

"Well, since we're here, I want to get something," she insisted, and then bumped my seat again like a petulant child.

"Fine, fine." I unbuckled and opened the passenger door. I stepped out and flipped the seat forward so Paige could crawl out from the back seat. And then she simply grabbed my hand and tugged me on her way to the front door.

"Huh?" I asked, not understanding why Paige was taking me with her. But I didn't have the interest in resisting so I let her drag me up to the front porch and then in the front door.

A second later, the lights flipped on and everyone yelled, "SURPRISE!"

I blinked against the sudden light, flashes in front of my eyes. And then to my astonishment, I saw table decorations, streamers and balloons in the air, and a sign saying, "Happy Birthday Old Man" on the far wall. Then of course, there were the dozen people who hadn't been in my house ten minutes earlier. The usual crew was assembled: Dawn, Ryan, Gwen, Robin, Bert, Brandi, and Dayna. And even a few of my favorite Senior girls were present: Monique, Kerri, and Julie, along with Kevin Weiss and Lloyd, Julie's boyfriend.

Adrienne stepped in beside me. "See, I told you I couldn't throw you a surprise party with you IN the house."

I had to admit, the surprise had done a great job of kicking me in the ass, metaphorically. It was as if I forgot I was supposed to be morose and depressed as I smiled and let myself be greeted by my friends. And since most of the hot girls' methods of greeting me were with firm hugs and sweet kisses on the cheeks, I found my mood being buoyed even higher.

And even those few moments where my melancholy DID try to come back, I would look at Dawn and remember I was supposed to be convincing her that I was perfectly happy about her moving on in her life with Ryan. I would look at Adrienne and think of everything she was trying to do for me. And not wanting to let either of them down, I concentrated on talking to whoever I was talking to. Private Ben still wanted to go into his room and stare at the wall; but Public Ben knew he had to put on a good show.

Still, even if I was putting on a good show, Dawn was doing a terrible job. It didn't take some mystical connection for me to see that she wasn't happy. Her most natural facial expression was a frown and she clearly had to concentrate to smile and giggle and do all those flirty little things beautiful girls do. I wanted to comfort her, tell her a joke, do anything to make her happy again. But that was Ryan's job now. Besides, what could I say? What could I tell her that would make everything better?

As it turned out, after a couple of hours, Dawn and Ryan were the first to leave. She made up some excuse, both of us knowing it was bullshit. I was actually a little surprised at their departure; I'd figured Dawn would have put up a better front, given that it was my birthday party and all. But clearly she was uncomfortable, and with a quick hug and a peck on the cheek, she fled out the door with Ryan in tow.

My heart went with her and so did my primary motivation for Public Ben to put on a good show. I started drinking a little more and quickly got quite buzzed. I'm normally a pretty happy, energetic drunk; but this night I started becoming just a little bit of a bitter drunk. And as my mood fell, the party's mood started to fall as well. My Sophomore crew was already quite familiar with the awkward tension over the Ben/Dawn issue. But at least the Senior girls, not knowing what was going on, kept up the party attitude for a little while.

Things started winding down after that. Gwen and Robin seemed concerned for Dawn, and with apologies, they hugged me goodbye and then left. With the people he knew best gone, Bert then wished me a happy birthday and excused himself.

A few minutes later, the Seniors then got together to say goodbye. The innuendoes in Monique's and Kerri's voices implied that they wouldn't mind giving me a more personal birthday present, but both girls glanced at Adrienne and left without actually propositioning me or anything. Dayna, Kevin, Julie, and Lloyd then said their goodbyes, and Brandi went along with them.

That just left me alone with Adrienne and Paige once again. Slightly tipsy, but not so drunk that my motor skills were impaired, I thanked the girls for doing this for me and then made to go back to my bedroom and pass out.

But Paige caught my arm and asked with a little giggle, "And where do you think you're going?"

"Huh?"

Adrienne soon latched onto my other arm. "Birthday's not over yet."

Of course, my mind instantly went to sex. I figured Paige and Adrienne were fixing to give me the "personal" birthday present that Monique and Kerri had not quite offered. Perhaps the two Seniors had specifically not offered because of some non-verbal cue from Adrienne to back off.

But at the moment, the last thing I wanted to do was have sex with Paige and Adrienne. Paige was still for the obvious reasons. I loved her, but not in that way; and I didn't want to complicate our relationship by re-crossing the sex boundary. Taking Brandi's advice to heart, I hadn't even let her give me morning blowjobs since finding out Dawn was moving in with Ryan.

And with Adrienne, I was just feeling WAY too vulnerable. She'd offered me no- strings-attached sex a few times during the past week, complaining that SHE was horny and I wasn't there for her. But I knew it would be very easy to rebound and re-latch onto Adrienne as a romantic love interest. And I was afraid that if I slept with her right now, I'd fall in love with her again and really fuck up the balance of the adoptive sibling relationship we'd both worked hard to achieve.

So even though I was a little drunk and more than a little bit horny, I started to say, "Girls, I appreciate the sentiment on my birthday and all, but I don't think it's a good idea for-"

"It's not what you think, Tiger." Adrienne squeezed my hand. Contrary to her words, however, she continued leading me to her bedroom.

"Well, not exactly what you think," Adrienne clarified. "We get why you've been keeping out of our panties. Casual sex just wouldn't really be 'casual' in your current state."

"Not with us at least," Paige pointed out, with more than a hint of innuendo in her voice. And she smirked impishly.

"Not with you?" I arched an eyebrow, glancing at the two girls.

"Happy Birthday, Tiger." Adrienne just grinned and opened her bedroom door. The two girls shoved me through it, sending me stumbling into the room. And then before I could react, I heard the door slam shut again behind me.

Tipsy enough to be ... well... tipsy, it took me a second to regain my balance and look up. And then my eyes popped open and uncontrollably I muttered, "Holy shit!"

My eyes first locked onto a nice ass. The two hemispheres, bisected by the wafer-thin black strap of a thong, were almost too small. But there was just enough roundness and size to make it juicy and enticing. And the buttcheeks were a wonderful creamy white absent of any blemishes or stretch marks. Following upwards from that nice ass was a completely naked back, nothing but bare skin and the light definition of a spine and shoulder blades. There was no bra strap, and her jet black hair with blue streaks was pulled to the other side of her shoulder to make abundantly clear that there wasn't even a halter top hiding at the back of her neck. So even though I couldn't see her chest, I knew her tits were bare and the mere thought of them had me unconsciously salivating.

The instant I saw the blue streaks in her hair I knew exactly who she was. And if she was here, then of course SHE would be here as well. The second girl was facing me, wearing both lingerie top and bottoms unlike the first girl. The dark-haired second girl was not quite as skinny, with slightly bigger boobs and rounder hips. But her face was girlishly youthful, with big eyes and a bigger smile as she gleefully looked at me. Her great legs were crossed as she sat upright facing me, leaning back on her hands. Her purple lace panties were mostly see- thru, enough to prove she was shaven bare. The lace push-up bra thrust her nice tits at me. And while I watched, she leaned back just a little further on Adrienne's bed so that her face was level with the first girl's. And after saying in a husky voice, "Happy Birthday, Ben," she turned and met the other girl's lips in a soft Sapphic kiss that gave me an instant boner.

The first girl moaned into the second's mouth as the two babes swapped spit and increased the intensity of their liplock. But no matter how hot the two of them looked making out, my eyes were drawn to the left where a third hot babe was dismounting the day bed.

"Hiii, Ben," she purred as she sauntered up, wearing an emerald green teddy that presented her big D-cups for my viewing pleasure. Those big jugs were WAY out of proportion with the rest of her petite body, and they bounced nicely when she came to a stop in front of me. Her dark hair was just a bit lighter in color from the two jet black-haired babes still kissing on Adrienne's bed, with almost an auburn hue to it. She looked up at me with large, expressive brown eyes. And her skin was nicely tanned, adding to her exotic subcontinental look. She grabbed the front of my shirt in her hands while rolling her eyes up and flashing me a naughty grin. "Three Deltas for your birthday. Appropriate, don't you think?"

I nodded in agreement to Lakhi Sharma and looked over to the bed where Kelly Park and Jocelyn Canilao were still making out. I knew I'd told myself not to sleep with Adrienne again until I got my head on straight, but after setting me up with her Tri-Delt sorority sisters, I figured my adoptive sister deserved an explosive orgasm or two.

Or seven...

Meanwhile, Lakhi wrapped her arms around my neck and got up on her tiptoes to pull me into a hot kiss, her tongue darting into my mouth several times while she simultaneously moaned in arousal and giggled playfully. We french kissed for a few minutes, and then she stepped back to pull my shirt off. Afterwards, Lakhi's nimble fingers were at my jeans and once they were open, she knelt to the floor, taking my jeans and boxers with her while my hard cock sprung out into the air.

I gasped when Lakhi sucked me into her mouth, bathing my cockhead with her tongue and jacking my shaft with just the right amount of force. I groaned and glanced over to where blue-streaked Kelly and jet black-haired Jocelyn were rolling around Adrienne's bed together, Kelly now working off Jocelyn's lace purple bra to get at those nice titties.

"How long have you guys been waiting in here?" I grunted down to Lakhi.

The Indian Tri-Delt rolled her eyes up to me and popped me out of her mouth long enough to say, "Just ten minutes or so. Paige let us in while you were distracted saying goodbye to the older girls. We thought about getting warmed up a bit more with each other, but we didn't know exactly when Adrienne was going to bring you in." Her eyes rolled over to the bed. "Joss and Kelly were fingering each other a bit though."

I reached down and grabbed Lakhi's hand, which had a couple of fingers glistening from way more than just my pre-cum. Bending over, I raised her fingers to my nose and took a sniff. And with a smirk I said, "They weren't the only ones doing a little fingering."

Lakhi giggled and then took her hand back. And without another word, she started tugging me over to the big bed.

Laughing like ... well, schoolgirls ... Kelly and Jocelyn reached up and grabbed my shoulders when Lakhi brought me into range. They tugged me onto my back and pulled me fully onto the bed. And then the three of them proceeded to attack me at the same time. Jocelyn went straight for my face, planting her lips onto mine and shoving her tongue down my throat. Kelly leaned over and inhaled my cock. And Lakhi simply reached in, fondling my balls with one hand while also reaching over between Jocelyn's legs.

"Mmff!" Jocelyn squeaked into our kiss when Lakhi's fingers suddenly arrived inside her pussy. She turned around to look back, and Lakhi curled a finger while indicating with her eyes back to my cock. Jocelyn took the hint and then slid over so that all three girls were hovering over my prick: Kelly to the left, Jocelyn to the right, and Lakhi between my legs. Both Kelly and Jocelyn were topless, their well-formed B-cups hanging downward with pretty pink nipples. Lakhi still had her teddy on; but bent over like she was, there was no fabric impeding my view of her big, swaying mounds.

One by one, the girls took turns sucking on me while fondling my testicles and legs with their hands. After being passed around a couple of times, Kelly and Jocelyn worked the sides of my shaft with their lips from opposite sides, occasionally kissing each other around my hunk of man meat. Giggling, they even managed to get all three of their mouths on me, with Lakhi sucking on top at the same time. And all too quickly I felt the urge to burst.

I hadn't cum since my last load down Paige's throat on Monday. It had been four days: an absolute eternity for me. That meant I had a massive load stored up inside me and my swollen balls felt like the size of grapefruits after all the attention my loins were getting from the three hot Tri-Delts.

I tried to warn them. Really, I did.

The phrase I tried to say was, "It's gonna be a LOT!" What I actually grunted was more like "Itsh-gnnabe-OT!" And then there was no more time for words as my hips bucked and I felt the dam burst inside me.

All three girls were still over my prick when my balls contracted, and Lakhi was still cradling them in her hand as well. They all heard my unintelligible grunt and Lakhi confirmed it by exclaiming, "He's cumming!" And then all three of them moved their faces side-by-side while Jocelyn aimed my cannon into the middle of them.

"Gggggghhh-GAH!" I grunted as the first volley finally flew out of me. My eyes rolled up into my head with the force of my climax and from then on, all I could see was the ceiling as I felt my hips bucking and my dick firing non-stop. The girls squealed and I felt my dick being pivoted left and right, still spurting out wad after wad of cum with all the force of a pressure-wash. And when the ejaculation finally stopped, I felt like melting right into the sheets.

"Oh-my-GAWD!" somebody exclaimed, and unable to resist, I picked my head up to survey the damage. All three girls were absolutely drenched in spunk, with strings of semen over their eyes, their cheeks, and actually dripping off of their faces to splatter back down onto my thighs. Lakhi's left eye was painted shut. A big stalactite seemed to be hanging down from Kelly's nose. And only Jocelyn, who'd had control of my joystick when it went off, seemed to have complete use of eyes, nose, and mouth, though she had quite a bit of spunk on her as well.

Jocelyn giggled, then turned and took a long lick at Lakhi's cheek from jaw up past the Indian girl's eye. Lakhi giggled and did the same thing to Kelly. And then I just sat back and smiled as the three girls started pressing against each other to lick the enormous volume of cum off each other's faces.

My birthday party had already ended. But THIS birthday party was just getting started.

"Oh, gawd ... Oh, gawd, oh, gawd..."

The birthday orgy was ending much like it started, with me staring at Kelly Park's fantastic ass. Compact, tight, and slender, she reminded me a bit of my own sisters, not a bad thing when talking about world-class asses. Only this time, there was no black thong bisecting her two hemispheres. No, the only thing between her cheeks was my dick, and even that was disappearing from view as inch after inch sank into the depths of Kelly's rectum.

"Oh, gawd ... Oh, gawd, Oh, gawd..." she groaned again, tightening her handgrip with Jocelyn, who was lying directly beneath her.

"Relaxxx..." Jocelyn soothed, now rubbing Kelly's buttcheeks instead of holding them apart, they way she'd been doing a minute earlier. "Kiss me, Kel."

Kelly leaned in and pushed her lips against Jocelyn's, moaning softly. Despite being the oldest of us all, Kelly was probably the least sexually experienced of anyone here. Having grown up with strict Korean parents, she'd been quite sheltered until arriving at Berkeley, a model Asian daughter.

Well, some friends had helped break her out of her shell and while she was far from a wild child, she'd certainly been exploring herself in the past couple of years. Some friends got her to join the Tri-Delts as a Sophomore. She'd streaked her hair blue and added the blue color-contacts. And even though Jocelyn was the sorority "little sister", it seemed that the younger Filipina was doing more of the mentoring when it came to new sexual experiences.

For example: Kelly's first anal.

The orgy had been running like normal; I was spreading the love amongst all girls present and sticking to mouths and pussies so as not to contaminate anything or slow us down. I'd already dropped a load in Jocelyn's super-tight pussy, and while Kelly slurped it out of her, I was fucking Lakhi on the day bed when the Indian girl had demanded that I fuck her ass.

Lakhi's legs were over my shoulders and she pulled me down to her, staring at me heatedly with those big brown eyes as she told me she'd tried it with both of her lovers since I took her anal virginity the night of the Halloween party. One guy just didn't know what he was doing and had been unsuccessful. And the other experience simply didn't satisfy her.

I found that surprising since Lakhi had taken to it so enthusiastically that night. But not really caring why, I let my body slump onto hers while stretching out to Adrienne's nightstand to retrieve the KY. Two minutes later, we were back in a missionary position with Lakhi's legs over my shoulders, only this time my cock was almost eight inches up her back door.

It ended much the same way the first time did. Lakhi's body went into convulsions as if she were having an epileptic seizure. And she came so hard that she literally passed out before I finished, leaving me to rut into her unconscious body for a few seconds before erupting into her unresisting rectum while her head lolled limply to the side.

With one look at the blissful expression on Lakhi's sleeping face, Jocelyn just HAD to have me do her next. The pretty Filipina ran fully naked outside to retrieve a soapy washcloth, and from the sounds through the open door, had a quick conversation with Paige and Adrienne. And leaving Lakhi to sleep on the day bed, we then reassembled with Kelly sitting up against Adrienne's headboard, Jocelyn tonguing her pussy, and me slowly entering the pretty Tri-Delt freshman's asshole from behind.

Unlike the other two, Jocelyn had some experience with anal before, though it wasn't a regular thing. She took all seven-and-three-quarter inches like a trooper and started rhythmically pushing back at me with every thrust. I held onto the young girl's hips, having to pull her body at me on each pump to get through her tight anal channel; but once she loosened up, I was able to reach forward and cup her swaying titties while she moaned and munched even harder on Kelly's cunt.

Meanwhile, Kelly was almost in shock at seeing the second anal act of her life immediately after the first. The pretty Korean girl was already quite turned on from the earlier fucking and sucking. She had gotten even more aroused while her own sorority little sister was eating her out. And when I leaned forward to cup Jocelyn's tits, the new position put my face right in front of Kelly while I grunted and panted and stared into her eyes with blazing lust.

With all those pleasurable feelings hammering her senses, watching me sodomize Jocelyn, and staring into my lust-filled eyes from up close and personal, Kelly got it in her head to try assfucking for the very first time.

Lakhi woke up midway through me fucking Jocelyn; and after I spent myself in Jocelyn's bowels, it was Lakhi who retrieved a fresh soapy washcloth to first clean me up and then suck me up to a fourth erection. Jocelyn was unconscious again, my fingers bracketing her clit and then giving her a double-penetration just too much for her to handle. But Kelly joined Lakhi in nursing my cock, licking and fondling the weapon that would soon be taking her final cherry.

Then Jocelyn woke up and went bug-eyed at hearing what Kelly was planning. But little sister soon took to the idea and proceeded to help get the older girl prepared. Jocelyn moved up to kiss Kelly and whisper encouraging thoughts in her ear. Lakhi was nibbling at Kelly's tits and caressing the Junior's tender skin. And I took it upon myself to get between the Korean girl's thighs and give her some oral attention while I lubed up and started stretching out her anus with my fingers.

Kelly hesitated twice. I was pressing a third finger through her sphincter and she was panicking that I wouldn't fit. After all, despite being the oldest she was definitely the skinniest of the three girls present. But Jocelyn assured her I would fit and even got me to confirm I'd sodomized skinnier girls before. "I'll bet you've even done little Paige," Jocelyn commented with a gleam in her eye. "It's a Catholic thing."

Old habits die hard and I refused to talk about what I had or hadn't done with Paige, reminding the girls that they wouldn't want me talking about them, either. The Tri-Delts apparently shared all with each other, but the gossip about our sex sessions never went through me. Still, I did assure Kelly that I knew what I was doing.

So Jocelyn ended up flat on her back with Kelly kneeling over her. The two Asian babes kissed and caressed each other while I slid my cock into Kelly's pussy from behind and fucked her slowly while she got used to the idea. Kelly hesitated for the second time, tensing up, and I pulled out and switched down to Jocelyn's pussy for safekeeping while Kelly, Jocelyn, and Lakhi talked it all out. And then it was back up and into Kelly's snatch while I worked two lubricated fingers into her ass in preparation for the main event.

I decided that having Kelly more or less unaware of the penetration would be ideal, and to that end I proceeded to drive her up to an orgasm. With Jocelyn's pubic mound rubbing her clit from below, Jocelyn's mouth on her mouth, and even Lakhi's lips around her tits, Kelly was soon gasping and whimpering in heated arousal. She was still tense, anxious about the coming assfucking, but the pleasure was quickly overwhelming those feelings, and she seemed ready to blow.

But not yet. Any old orgasm wouldn't do, I wanted Kelly to be shrieking with ecstasy when I invaded her butthole. And so I pulled her crotch off of Jocelyn's pussy and slowed my pace down while Kelly whimpered, so close to a climax but not allowed to get there yet. Following my lead, Jocelyn and Lakhi similarly backed off.

The three of us drove Kelly up the proverbial wall and back twice more, and after the last near-miss Kelly stopped caring about what was to come. "Fuck me, dammit! Fuck me and let me cum!" she whined. "Ram it up my cunt! Shove it up my ass! Even try and stick it into my nostril! I don't care, dammit! Let me cum!"

I looked down at Jocelyn and grinned. The Filipina girl smiled at me before grabbing Kelly's head and pulling it out of the way while she suckled on the Korean girl's neck. Lakhi moved her hand to Kelly's crotch, expertly jilling off the older girl with one hand while playing with herself with the other. And my own hands were tightly gripping Kelly's hips as I powered myself in and out of her with long strokes, touching off all of the slender girl's inner nerves.

"Oh ... Oh ... FUUUUCK!" Kelly finally screamed as a massive orgasm swept through her. She threw her head back and howled at the ceiling while her whole body jerked, just once, violently enough to dislodge Lakhi's fingers from her crotch.

But my hands tensed and I gripped her hips, locking them in place. I felt the clamping down of Kelly's pussy, trapping me inside her. But the instant she started to relax as the wave of pleasure crested over to the other side, I pulled out, settled my cockhead into her pre-lubricated chute, and rammed forward.

"Oh, gawd!" Kelly exclaimed a few seconds later when she realized she already had four inches of cock up her ass. That was all I could get on the first lunge, the skinny girl turning out to be skinny throughout her body. Jocelyn reached around to spread Kelly's asscheeks wider to assist in my entry. And while I pressed the rest of my cock into Kelly's asshole she whimpered again, "Oh, gawd ... oh, gawd..."

"Relaxxx..." Jocelyn soothed, now rubbing Kelly's buttcheeks instead of holding them apart, they way she'd been doing a minute earlier. "Kiss me, Kel."

The two hot babes started to make out, Kelly's forehead scrunched with tension. Lakhi slid back in alongside them, rubbing Kelly's clit and sucking on her tit. And I retracted back before pushing forward to fully imbed my cock up this pretty girl's anal chute once again.

Since it was my fourth erection, I knew I could last a long time. Fully fifteen minutes later, Kelly was slumped straight down on top of Jocelyn's body, completely exhausted from her third orgasm of our anal fuck. Jocelyn caressed the older girl, nuzzling her cheek and stroking her head and back. And I'd lost track of Lakhi. I was too busy pumping my way in and out of Kelly's amazingly tight asshole, straining down to my toes as I felt the orgasm welling up inside me. And finally, I held my pelvis right up against Kelly's buttcheeks while I loosened my load, feeling it splash down against her innards.

"Nnngahhh..." I sighed and panted for breath, not realizing I'd been holding it. And I struggled to hold my weight off her with my hands, lest I crush both her and Jocelyn beneath me.

"Another virgin sacrifice before the master," Adrienne's voice rang out to the left of me.

I turned to the day bed to see the stunningly gorgeous blonde bombshell reclining against the wall, fully naked with her legs spread to the sides. Lakhi was stomach-down on the mattress with her face in Adrienne's crotch, licking animatedly. And even Paige, pregnant belly and all, was sitting beside them, nursing at one of Adrienne's massive melons.

Adrienne smirked and nodded to the girls slumped beneath me. "I know the timing isn't right for us to sleep together yet, but Paige and I already cleaned up the party outside." Her tongue popped out and ran across her lower lip. "Mind if we do a little, ah, 'clean up' in here?"

I arched an eyebrow and then smiled as I pulled myself out of Kelly's stretched and abused asshole. Already I saw a glob of creamy jism bubbling to the surface.

Adrienne freed herself from the others, leaving Lakhi and Paige to entertain each other while coming over to me. With a peck on the cheek and then another quick one on the lips, Adrienne then smiled and knelt down, eagerly moving in to hoover my cum out of Kelly's ass.

It had been a GREAT birthday.

DAWN

FRIDAY, APRIL 16, 2004, SOPHOMORE YEAR

Why the FUCK is Ben happy? How can he be happy at a time like this? Doesn't he know that he's losing me? Doesn't he realize that everything we dreamed of together is falling apart?

I glared across the room, watching Ben joke around with Adrienne, Paige, and Gwen. Technically, we met up every day at my apartment to finish homework. But Friday afternoons were almost never about homework since we all figured we could procrastinate through the weekend. Books were pushed aside while Ben made some wild hand gestures, waggling his head as if re-enacting something he'd seen earlier in the day. And in the end, he had all three girls belly laughing before he reached over and rubbed Gwen's knee suggestively, cracking another joke that sent the skanky blonde into a tizzy.

Yeah, I called her "skanky". What, was SHE fucking Ben again, too? I gritted my teeth together. Get a grip, Dawn. Isn't this exactly what you wanted? For Ben to happily move on? You chose Ryan and because you still loved Ben, you didn't want to see him so morose and upset, right? You wanted what was best for him, right? Well, you got your wish.

I had gotten my wish. I'd realized I didn't want to deal with the constant drama that seemed fated to surround Ben at every turn. I loved him as a friend, and as a friend I wanted him to be happy. And for some reason, through the whole week since his birthday Ben had been walking with an extra spring in his step. I knew what it meant: Ben was having sex again. He'd gone abstinent after finding out I was moving in with Ryan, but sometime after Ryan and I left his birthday party early, he'd gotten laid. And from the looks of things, he was continuing to get laid. Was it Adrienne? She made the most sense of course. Was it Paige? Had he worked out his hang-ups about leading her on? Then of course, those sorority sluts were visiting again. I figured Robin was safe since she was playing video games with Bert instead of fawning all over Ben. But was he even bagging Gwen now?

Fuck!

Face it, Dawn. You hated to see him miserable but a part of you secretly LIKED it. Seeing him miserable validated that he loved you and missed you and wanted to be with you. And once he couldn't have you anymore his whole world tanked. A part of you selfishly relished that.

[THUNK]

I looked down and realized I'd cut through the carrot a little harder than necessary, driving the very sharp knife a little bit into the cutting board. Ryan picked his head up and looked over at me. "You okay, babe?"

"Yeah," I replied dimly. "Yeah, I'm fine." Then I turned back to my boyfriend. "You really don't have to help me. I told you I was making this dinner FOR you."

"Then I'm helping FOR you, okay?" My gorgeously handsome man flashed a perfect smile at me, the kind of smile that made girls all over campus swoon. He really was the perfect guy. And I knew then that I was making the right choice.

Really: drama-filled playboy with dozens of sluts constantly worming their way into his pants, or handsome gentleman who adores you and only you?

I was making the right choice...

But then why was I still feeling... off?

BEN

"I still can't believe you actually called me," DJ gushed one more time into the phone. I'd lost track of how many times she'd already said it.

"I promised I would, didn't I? At camp. And today is April 16th." I grinned and then looked across the room. My friends were getting up from the table, ready to make their exit. "Anyways, I gotta go. We're heading out."

"Okay," DJ sighed. "And thanks, Ben."

"Of course. Happy 18th birthday, Deej."

"You still owe me a present," she giggled. "And you know exactly what I want."

I chuckled. We then said our goodbyes and hung up. I met my friends at the door, and the group of us then went through our own goodbyes.

"See you later, guys."

"Bye."

"Bye."

The six of us left the diner, Bert, Robin, and Gwen heading one way while Adrienne, Paige, and I went the other. Since, for the moment, not ONE of us was currently dating, we'd decided to all grab dinner together on this Friday night. Dawn and Ryan were having their own private at-home thing.

It wasn't very far away to our house, and once we hit the sidewalk, I reached out with my left arm and looped it through Adrienne's, pulling her to my side. Then I did the same to Paige on my right; and arm-in-arm, the three of us jaunted toward home.

"You're in a good mood," Adrienne drawled with a little smile.

"You arrange some sort of hookup on the phone?" Paige giggled from the other side.

"I got all the 'hookups' I need right here." I grinned, squeezed Adrienne's arm, and reached my right hand down to fondle Paige's ass.

"Hey, hey, don't start something you're not gonna finish." Paige waggled a finger at me. "S'not fair to mess with a girl with pregnancy hormones."

Instantly my mood turned a little serious. "Sorry," I said slowly while consciously raising my hand back up so that our arms were hooked together again.

We walked along in awkward silence for another minute before I spoke up. "Look, Paige, I'm really sorry about the way I've been acting for the last few weeks. I took advantage of you when you were at a really low point after Spring Break, and the last thing I want to do is lead you on."

"You're not leading me on," she replied off-hand.

"I am. I was confused that first day and we had sex. Then there were the, ah, morning wakeups for another week. Everything stopped for a little while when I got depressed and all. But I know I've started flirting and teasing you again this past week. Like you said: it's not fair to mess with you, pregnancy hormones or not."

Paige sighed and squeezed my arm. "You're not leading me on," she repeated. "'Leading me on' would imply you haven't made clear exactly what your position is on me; you have. I know that you love me and care about me; just not in a romantic way. I know that any sexual contact that happens between us is strictly physical. And I've accepted that no matter how much of a fantasy it may be to marry you and raise this child together, that's not reality. I'm your friend. And while I'm still in love with you — and a part of me hopes beyond all hope that you'll change your mind — I think I've realized that's all I'll ever be."

Adrienne leaned forward to look around me, about as surprised by Paige's declaration as I was. All three of us stopped and I let go of Adrienne to turn and take Paige's hand.

"You serious, Red?" I asked hesitantly.

Paige took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly. She smiled up at me wanly and canted her head to the side. Then she nodded while answering, "Yeah..." She sounded like she was telling herself as much as she was telling us.

"That's very ... mature ... of you," I said slowly.

Paige shrugged and looked down, patting her belly. "Well, between this basketball on my belly and my parents, I've gotten a few shots of 'the real world' injected into me. If going through all this doesn't mature me, nothing will."

"But why? If I was really in love, I'm not sure I could do the same thing."

"Aren't you?" Paige waved back toward Dawn's and Ryan's apartment. "You love her, don't you? And you still picked Option One: you love her so much that you let her go. I'd just be a hypocrite if I gave you that advice and then didn't take it myself."

I shrugged.

"And look at you," Paige waved. "It took some time but you're moving on. You've been happy."

"Don't have much of a choice but to move on at this point," I sighed. Then I smirked at Paige. "But of course, there's that hope beyond all hope. I still love Dawn. I think I always have. And if she ever came back to me and told me she wanted to get back together, to find out what we could mean to each other again, I'd take her back in a heartbeat. Even after everything that's gone down between us, I'd take her back. She's my soulmate, you know?"

Paige sighed and looked down. "I know. That's why I'm backing off. You could never love me the way I'd want you to until you got her out of your system."

I pinched my lips, looked down, and nodded. Looking pensively back in the direction of the apartment, I took another deep breath and then finally brought my eyes down to Paige. "Well, I don't mean to lead you on, but that may be sooner than you think."

Paige seemed to brighten at that. She coyly reached out for my hands again. But just as her fingers closed around mine, Adrienne cleared her throat and stepped up, putting a hand on my shoulder. "I'm sorry to interrupt. But Ben, I think we need to talk."

When we got back to the house, Adrienne quickly directed me toward my bedroom. Paige made to follow, but Adrienne stopped her with a hand and a sharp look. "I'm sorry, Red, but this is really private."

Paige pouted for a moment, looking hurt that Adrienne was cockblocking (pussy- blocking?) her just when things were starting to look positive. But then Paige showed her developing maturity by accepting the situation, nodding, and then turning away. She headed into Adrienne's bedroom, likely to change and take a shower. Most of her gear was in there since she'd been sleeping on Adrienne's day bed the last couple of weeks instead of with me.

Adrienne then sat me down on my bed before grabbing my desk chair and pulling it up next to the bed. She leaned forward, planting her elbows on her knees while looking at me seriously. My eyes uncontrollably yo-yoed down to her cleavage spilling out of the scoop-neck top. She just waited until she had my focus again and then said seriously, "I told Dawn I wouldn't tell you this. She asked me to swear not to. And while I didn't quite swear, I didn't say otherwise; so she could very likely get really, really pissed off at me for telling you this. But while she's my friend, I'm on YOUR side, okay?"

I blinked a couple of times. Girls were pretty sensitive about betrayal and I felt my pulse quickening before Adrienne had even told me anything. I just nodded and motioned for her to continue.

She took a big deep breath and wrung her hands together. Then flicking her eyes up to me, Adrienne said plainly, "Dawn's still in love with you."

I blinked in surprise, not expecting her to say that. Then I furrowed my eyebrows and said, "Excuse me?"

Adrienne sighed and explained. "When she got back from Spring Break, Dawn was waiting here for you. She was going to ask you if you still loved her and wanted to give your relationship another chance. She was ready to break up with Ryan. She wanted YOU."

I blinked rapidly. "Wait, WHAT?"

Adrienne's face softened and she bit her lip. "The timing just didn't work out. You left straight for Cadence and she didn't get the chance to tell you. Then when you came back, Paige was already here. And then the two of you fell asleep together and you two, ah, got busy..."

My mouth gaped open in horror as the day came back to me. I remembered the weird look in Dawn's eyes after she told me about Bert and Robin breaking up. Then I remembered how she'd started to tell me something before Paige hopped out of the kitchen and into my lap.

I'd beaten myself up for missing other opportunities, but this one SUCKED. "Holy shit..." I turned and groaned, my eyes wide. My hands went up to my head and I squeezed my brain like a lemon. Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit!

"Ben, you've got to DO something."

"Like what?" I felt moisture forming in my eyes. "Don't you get it? I MISSED my opportunity. I used to think that fate would always bring us back together, but it looks like fate made sure we DIDN'T get back together."

"Ben, seriously!" Adrienne admonished.

I took a deep breath and forced myself to be calm. "What can I do? She chose Ryan."

"Because he's safe. Because she's scared of all your drama. But she still loves you. And you love her. And you two fucking BELONG together, okay?"

I frowned and stared away, trying to focus on something productive. But I ended up with my brain still spinning from the revelations Adrienne had just given me.

"It's not too late," Adrienne insisted. "She's rebounding with Ryan just as much as you did with DJ after me. She's latching onto him without understanding what she's getting herself into. She still loves you. And you've got to get to her before she convinces herself otherwise."

She loves me ... She still loves me ... She wanted me BACK ... Oh, I've been SUCH an idiot! I stood up and took a deep breath. "Okay. I'm going over there." I turned and started heading out.

"Whoa, whoa!" Adrienne grabbed my hand and pulled me back. "Right now?"

I blinked and set my jaw. "Yes, right now."

"What? You're going to crash their date? Don't you think you should stop and think about this before you run off half-cocked?"

I looked Adrienne seriously and said, "You just told me that Dawn, MY Dawn, still loves me and wanted me back. You just said I had to get to her before she convinces herself otherwise. Well, maybe tonight is the night she convinces herself. And if I don't get over there and crash their date, I may lose her forever."

"Ben, we need to think about this and figure out what you need to do. At least wait a few minutes. It's already been weeks since she agreed to move in with him. I don't think another few minutes will make or break this relationship."

I squeezed Adrienne's hand where she was still holding me back. "I need to go," I intoned seriously. "I can feel it. The universe tells me that Dawn and I belong together, and that the time is NOW."

"How can you know?"

I stared right at Adrienne, my adoptive sister, ex-girlfriend, and best friend right now. I put all the weight of conviction, desire, and true love into my gaze. And I told her, "I just know."

My cell phone blared to life, and Adrienne's eyes popped open WIDE as she recognized the ring tone. We both recognized it, having heard it so many times. It was my special ring tone for Dawn.

I pulled the phone out of my pocket, flipped it open, and thumbed a few buttons. I quickly scanned the screen and then turned the phone around to show it to Adrienne. Upon seeing it, she gasped and covered her gaping mouth with her right hand.

It was a text message from Dawn: Ben, I NEED you. Come to the apartment. Hurry!

DAWN

"Don't you think you should tell your parents by now?" Ryan asked after swallowing his most recent bite of steamed vegetables. He tried to look blasé about the whole thing, but there was a tension in his forearms as he cut off the next slice of steak from his plate.

I sighed. "I told you: I'm just waiting until we've got the location settled. Don't worry, I'm still moving with you. It's not like it's going to be much different than me splitting an apartment with you here. They're probably expecting you to live with me up here and commute to wherever, so it's just a location change to them. Heck, Fremont is a lot closer to home."

"So if it's not a big deal, why won't you tell them?"

I just sighed and shook my head, focusing on my meal. I didn't want to argue with him on this point. I guess it was because I knew deep down that I hadn't totally accepted the idea myself just yet. And once I told my parents, it would really be REAL. I'd be leaving Berkeley, leaving my friends...

... and leaving Ben.

This whole thing had just snowballed. One minute, I was in love with Ben and ready to ask him to take me back. The next, I was angry at him. And before I'd even realized it myself, I'd told Ryan I would move away with him.

It was all so much bigger than just moving to a different city. Everyone, everyone, knew that this was a big commitment to Ryan. I thought he deserved it from me. But the more I thought about it, the more I kept wondering if I wasn't making a mistake. Maybe Adrienne was right. Maybe I was overreacting.

But how could I take it back now?

I wouldn't take it back. Ryan deserved this, deserved me. I appreciated him; I really did. And just like agreeing to move away with him was a sign of commitment, telling my parents that I was moving away would be a sign that I truly meant it.

Telling my parents, my sisters, and by extension Ben's family, that I was moving away, would be announcing to all of them that Ben and I were done. Childhood best friends, and hopefully friends in the future, but nothing more.

I put my fork down and reached across the table, covering Ryan's left hand with my right. He looked up at me, his sterling blue eyes shining. And I told him sincerely, "I'll call them tomorrow." I took a deep breath, looked him in the eye, and repeated, "I'll call them tomorrow."

Ryan cracked a wide smile, his handsome features softening to make him look a little bit more like a giddy boy who just found out he was getting a dirt-bike for Christmas. I smiled back and patted his hand, coming to terms with my decision.

Ryan would learn, with time, how to read me the way Ben could. Ryan would learn how to push my buttons. Ryan would love me just as much as Ben could if I he only had the opportunity. He certainly had the desire.

Moisture formed in my eyes as I rubbed his hand. And then softly I said, "Tell me how much I mean to you."

He smiled and looked down for a brief moment. Summer, Autumn, Winter, and Spring, he would love me forever, if I only gave him that chance.

I slowly let myself fall back across the bed, my left arm over my naked breasts to cover them coyly while my right arm flung straight back, far enough that my hand bumped against the headboard.

Ryan, clad only in his boxer briefs, followed me up the bed. He paused to kiss my inner thigh, pecked my pussy right through my panties, and then moved up to my belly button. I stubbornly resisted when he tried to move my arm off my tits, giggling playfully. And then I finally pulled my left arm away and let my man slide further up to get at my globes of fun.

Surprisingly, he didn't linger very long. One quick peck for each nipple and then he was up to my face, tilting his head and meeting me in a sweet kiss. Leveraging himself on his arms over me, he moved further up until his package was rubbing against my panty-clad crotch. His head was directly over me, so that my vision was filled with my man's bulk so I could literally feel his masculine presence even though he was barely touching me. We kissed again, and then again, and then he pushed himself up over me, staring at me with a look of wonder in his eyes.

I batted my eyelashes coquettishly, encouraging him to take me a little more firmly, but he blinked and a new light came into his eyes. "Dawn, babe. I want to do something a little different."

"Oh?"

He took a deep breath and looked away, but then came back to me with a new intensity in his gaze. "I want to tie you up."

I arched an eyebrow and smirked, feeling a flush spread through my body. I normally wasn't one for bondage, my only real experiences being on the dom side. But on this night, I was in a mood to give myself to my man. "Kinky," I giggled.

He smiled upon getting the positive reaction, and I heard his breathing speed up as he continued. "I want to blindfold you. And then, I want you to talk me through everything. I want you to tell me what you want me to do. I want you to show me how to please you, all by touch. I'll cover your eyes. Close your ears if you can. Just feel what I'm doing to you and tell me what you want. Your every greatest desire, Dawn, I want to give you. Ask me to do anything, even, ah ... well..." he stammered and trailed off. "Even the things you think I might not be comfortable with. For this night at least, I'll do anything for you."

Ryan spoke to me with such obvious sincerity and love that I couldn't help but reach up and grab his head, pulling his face down to me so that we could kiss again. A shiver ran up my spine, followed by a tingle of happy pleasure. This could work. This could really work. Ryan could really make me happy forever.

We didn't have any actual bondage gear. But I had a collection of handkerchiefs that I often used in my hair, farm-girl style. After retrieving those, Ryan proceeded to tie my wrists to the bars in the headboard. A dark blue handkerchief was double-folded and went over my eyes. And then Ryan stepped back from the bed to admire my almost naked body splayed out before him.

Like I said, I wasn't normally one for bondage, but the moment had my skin tingling and my pussy wet. Just knowing that my big, strong man was lustfully staring at my nakedness sent a surge of energy through my limbs, and I deliberately jiggled my chest and raised my knees into the air while spreading my legs apart, inviting him to return to me.

The panties went first. I lifted my hips into the air to let him drag them off me and up my legs. Cool air met the moist heat emanating off my pussy, and I wriggled my hips in invitation to touch me. More than that, I wanted him to eat me. And then I wanted him to fuck the shit out of me.

"Tell me what you want, babe," Ryan told me. "I'll do anything for you."

"Kiss me."

He did.

"Suck my tits."

He did.

"Play with my pussy."

He did.

But simple directions weren't what he wanted. His lips were against my ear soon enough, and he encouraged me, "More. Tell me softer. Tell me harder. Tell me in detail what you want me to do to you."

I panted and nodded. It took me a few seconds to think and then I told him, "Kiss me again. Softly, rub your lips against mine from left to right. Softer ... softer ... mmm..." I sighed. "Rub your nose against mine, playfully, tenderly. And then flick your tongue against my teeth before pushing it into my mouth."

It took a few seconds to get down, but Ryan was doing what I wanted. He was kissing me just right, and by the time his tongue pushed into my mouth, I was heating up with increasing passion, tugging my arms against the handkerchiefs. One of them even came loose — after all, it was just a handkerchief — but Ryan moved up and quickly re-tied me before coming back and kissing me once again.

I moaned into his mouth and he moaned while pressing his chest against mine. And then I told him to move lower. "Kiss your way down my neck, little butterfly kisses until you get to my breasts. Fondle them in your hands and run your thumbs against the crease below my breasts. I love that. They're so sensitive. Mmm..." I moaned as he did as I asked.

"Suck them, gently. Swirl your tongue around my nipples and bare your teeth for just a brief moment. Oh ... A little more gently. Just a little ... Ah..."

For the next thirty minutes, Ryan took a Dawn-guided tour of my body. He kissed every square inch of me, ran his fingers along all those spots as well, and brought me to two painfully-stretched out but delicious orgasms. I felt like I was constantly telling him to push his finger a little deeper into my cunt, or nibble on my nipple just a little harder, or wrap his tongue around my clit and suck as hard as he possibly could. By the end of the half-hour, I was sweaty and soaked, gasping for air.

And I wanted to CUM.

The second of the two orgasms had happened almost fifteen minutes ago. Ryan had me primed but wouldn't let me go over the edge, the one thing he refused me even though I was supposedly giving the orders. And just as I was FINALLY about to cum, he abruptly pulled away and said, "Gimme a minute." And then before I realized it, he was sliding a vibrator into my pussy and thumbing it on.

I jerked when the buzzing hit me. Ryan knew where my stash of toys was, but we rarely added them to our lovemaking. My man was all I really wanted, given the choice, especially since the vibrator wasn't nearly as big as his actual cock. The only thing it had going for it was that it could vibrate, but this close to orgasm, I desperately craved something more. And Ryan had the damn thing on its lowest setting, giving me a pleasant throb but nothing strong enough to push me over the edge.

So when I felt Ryan getting off the bed, I jerked my arm again to free myself from a handkerchief so that I could reach down and finish myself off.

"No, Dawn," Ryan said sternly. "No hands." He quickly re-tied me, and I whimpered while the buzzing sound in my pussy filled my ears.

He was actually gone for more than a minute. It might have been five. It might have been fifteen. All I know is that it felt like an eternity, blindfolded, my body SCREAMING with need while that fucking vibrator just kept humming inside my cunt, not letting me relax, but not letting me cum, either.

"Ryan..." I whimpered after a long while. "Please..."

"Just a minute, babe," he replied in the distance.

I whimpered again, but then thankfully he climbed back onto the bed shortly after. His lips were on me and I kissed him with a fierce passion as I pleaded, "No more games. Blindfolded, not blindfolded, I don't care anymore. I need you inside me, babe."

"Soon, Dawn. Soon," he rasped back at me. And then I felt his hand on the vibrator beneath me, slowly gliding it in and out.

"No ... I need YOU. I need a real, live COCK in me, baby..." I complained.

"Soon..." he replied.

I winced and turned my head to the side, focusing inward on the feeling of the vibrator sliding in and out of my body too slowly too get me off but with just a bit more intensity than it staying still. My breathing was shallow and I squirmed with my hips, trying to get even more sensations for my hyper-stimulated body. And that's when I felt the new touch. A small probe, lubricated, touched against my asshole. I went rigidly still, concentrating on the feeling. And after the initial surprise, I consciously relaxed and let it in.

I was amazed that Ryan was doing this. He'd long been skittish about anything remotely resembling anal sex. I certainly couldn't go anywhere near his asshole. He considered it "gay", especially considering all the homosexual people around us here in Berkeley. Actually, he wasn't really a fan of lesbians, either, which was why I hadn't had a female lover in a long, looong time, not counting the one night with Adrienne after Spring Break.

Usually, Ryan also didn't want to go near my asshole, and to feel what felt like his finger worming through my anus had me trembling with excitement. Even though he'd promised me he'd do anything tonight, I never really planned to ask him to do this.

"Ohmigawd, Ryan..." I cooed and felt the digit slide a little deeper. I knew it really was a finger this time, because I felt the rest of his hand cupping my asscheek while his other hand held my leg up to give him access.

"Do you remember the first time we had sex, Dawn?" He asked softly. "I remember like it was yesterday. Thanksgiving Weekend. My house. Stanford versus Notre Dame."

"Mmm..." I moaned as Ryan slid his finger all the way into me and then resumed pumping the vibrator slowly in and out of my pussy.

"You fucked me. You fucked me and then let me cum in your mouth. It was the sexiest, most erotic moment of my life. And then immediately after, you got to live YOUR fantasy. Do you remember?"

I remembered. With Ryan's finger in my ass and the vibrator humming in my pussy, I definitely remembered. But I didn't answer. I waited for Ryan to say it.

"You fucked us both at the same time," Ryan intoned hypnotically. "You pushed me onto the couch, sat on my dick, then reached back and spread your own asscheeks for him. Do it now. Do it again, Dawn." He pulled away from me, freeing my hands, and then took hold of my hips, flipping me over onto all fours. He pulled me to the edge of the bed, squatting in a frog position, still blindfolded. Reaching down, he started pumping the vibrator in and out of my pussy again. And in that same hypnotic voice, he said, "Spread your cheeks baby."

Groaning, I bent over and lay my cheek on the mattress. Quivering with need, my arms were shaking as I reached back and grabbed my buttcheeks with my hands and spread them wide. And then Ryan's fingers were in my ass again, lubing me up, coating me and making me ready. I hadn't felt a cock up my ass in YEARS, and only Ben's dick had ever done it to me.

"For one night, you get to have us both," Ryan said softly. "Imagine I'm in your pussy, babe. Imagine I'm sitting beneath you, back on the couch in my parents' house. You're impaled on my prick, feeling it pulsing deep inside your loins as you anxiously await Ben's cock up your ass. Because I won't do it. You know I don't like that. But for you, on this night, you can have Ben's cock up your ass again."

"Oh, gawd..." My mind was racing. Why was Ryan doing this? Was it the only way he could wrap his head around buttfucking me? Was it the only way he could feel like what he was doing wasn't "gay"? That it wasn't him doing it? That it was Ben? I closed my eyes and humped the vibrator, moving my whole body back and forth, feeling it burrowing into my pussy while still holding my buttcheeks open wide.

Ryan was silent for a minute while I processed all this, just holding the vibrator in position while I slowly rocked back and forth against it. But then he said firmly. "Ben's here, babe." And then he leaned down, husking into my ear, "Plead for Ben's cock, babe. Say it. Ask him to fuck your ass."

I hesitated for a few seconds, not really wanting to go there. Ryan recalling our first time together, culminating in my one and only ever double-penetration was one thing. Telling me, here and now, to plead for Ben was something else.

"Plead for him. Tell him you want him, babe. I know you do. I know you still think about it sometimes. Tell him to fuck your ass."

"Fuck my ass, Ben," I said softly. "Fill me up, baby."

"Louder, babe." I felt Ryan's lubricated fingers trailing over my anus. He started moving the vibrator in my pussy again. He whispered into my ear again, "My cock's in your cunt. You need one more. I need to hear it."

"Fuck my ass, Ben," I repeated, a little louder. "Please, Ben. Please? I want it."

"Again, Dawn. Mean it. Tell him how long you've gone without getting sodomized. I don't think he's convinced to do it."

"Please, Ben. I've missed you so much." I lost myself to the fantasy. I swore I could actually feel Ben waiting just behind me while Ryan sat beneath me. Ryan was fucking me and I still spread my buttcheeks for Ben. "Please, Ben! I haven't felt a cock in my ass since the last summer when we were together. That's almost two years!"

"I don't think he's sure he can do this to you. He's worried about upsetting me."

"Ryan's right here, Ben. He's approving and he's watching and I need your cock, Ben! We've done this before ... I NEED this. I NEED you. Please!"

"More Dawn. Tell him what you want, the same way you told me how to please you just a few minutes ago. Tell him, Dawn! Tell him!"

"Please, Ben! Please! Fuck my ass! Grab my hips and grip them tight! Use your hand to fist your dick and press it against my little rosebud! Hold me and yank me back against you! I surrender to you! Don't you remember? Take me! I surrender to you! It's yours! I'M yours! Take my asshole and fill me up! Hammer my poor body and- UGH!"

I grunted and was shoved forward against the mattress as I felt a cock roughly plunge through my gaping asshole. It only got a few inches before being stopped by my tightness. After all, I hadn't had anything in there in a LONG time. It almost felt like the first time, back at camp when I was seventeen and Ben took my anal virginity.

"Oh, Ben!" I whimpered. "Take me! Take me!"

"Ugghhh!" he groaned. I swore it even sounded like Ben.

"Fuck me, Ben! This mouth! This cunt! This ass! They're yours whenever you want them! FUCK! FUCK!"

"Oh, Dawn!" he grunted once his dick was fully imbedded deep inside my bowels.

"Again! Ben! Fuck me! Fuck my ass!" I screamed, now fully lost to the fantasy. I dreamed it was really Ben behind me, pumping his big, beautiful dick in and out of my tight asshole that hadn't been stretched in almost two years. I imagined his turgid cock, throbbing and hot, battering aside my anal walls as he filled me up then retreated only to fill me up again.

Now, Ben, I thought hard. I'm so close. Squeeze my tits. Pinch my nipples. Do it! Now!

He did. I groaned gutturally as his strong hands clamped onto my swaying tits, squeezing them until his thumbs and forefingers worked up to my nipples and pinched them oh-so-perfectly, with just the right pressure.

Hold your cock at full depth and circle it around my walls to stretch me out. Do it! Now!

He slammed into me, his pelvis sealing tightly against my asscheeks, holding himself there and pivoting his hips to stretch me out even wider, letting me feel the filled sensation continue on and on and on. Oh, it was so perfect!

"Fuck me ... fuck me..." I grunted. My voice changed in pitch a bit. I was imagining Ryan beneath me, thrusting into my cunt, and I wanted him to fuck me harder. It didn't make sense, because I knew there wasn't really a person down there. But still I wanted more stimulation in my pussy to truly complete the double-penetration.

And then I felt it. Someone thumbed the vibrator to a higher setting, and even while Ben continued his short thrusts into my ass, he was also pumping the vibrator in and out of my cunt at the same time, pulling it out every now and again to let it pulse against my clit and send me into spastic shudders. Oh, how did he know? How could he make me feel so good? When I wanted it deeper in my cunt, he pivoted it and slammed it all the way into me. How are you reading my mind?

"Oh, fuck," I groaned. "You're gonna make me cum! I'm gonna cum with your cock in my ass! Fuck me! Fuck me! Holy SHIT!"

That last exclamation came when he pulled the vibrator out again and pressed it directly against my clit. Ben wrapped his left arm around my waist, pinning me against him while he made short, rapid thrusts through my sphincter, clearly close to blowing his lid as well. And my whole body went into uncontrollable spasms as a gloriously massive orgasm absolutely detonated inside of me.

"I'M CUMMING!" I howled. "I'M CUMMING!"

"ARRRGHHH!" Ben roared into my ear, the sound of his voice making me even more aroused and truly sending me into orgasmic orbit. He held out just long enough, continuing to pump me, stoking the flames of my orgasm higher and higher. And with perfect timing, right when I felt my orgasm waning I felt the first jets of spunk splattering against my insides, coating my bowels with creamy cum and giving me such blissful feelings that I promptly shuddered and came again.

"AAAAAAHHH!!!" I screamed.

"AAAAAAHHH!!!" Ben screamed.

And together we thrashed on the bed, me squirting out copious amounts of girlcum around the still buzzing vibrator in my cunt and Ben squirting out a gallon of sperm into the depths of my now lewdly-stretched asshole.

My legs had held on just long enough, but now they buckled and I collapsed flat on my belly. Come with me, Ben, I thought. Come hold me, cuddle me, and smother me in your welcome weight.

He came with me, his chest pressing down against my naked back, his dick still lodged in my anus as it slowly deflated. Come kiss-

Before I could finish the thought, his lips were at the back of my neck, tender and sweet.

Rub my arms-

He was already caressing my biceps.

Love me forever.

"I love you, my Dawn," Ben husked right into my ear, his voice unmistakable.

My eyes went wide as I realized that this was no fantasy. It really WAS Ben on top of me with his cock in my ass.

"I've loved you always and I'll love you forever," he groaned sincerely. "I'm yours. I'll always be yours. Please take me back."