Pleasuring the Maid

Chapter 17

***Ray's Pov***

I was really mad at Bry, he was pissing me off to no end. How could he? He was constantly hurting her

for something she knew nothing of.

I had caught a glimpse of Ava's figure earlier looking out of her window. Bry was kissing Ariel at that

time, he must have known she was watching him.

I wanted to go check up on her, I knew she broke down easily. I wanted to assure her that Bry would

come around soon.

But I couldn't keep on telling her the same thing. I just had to be there for her and of course fuck the

shit out of Bry to remind him how much Ava was of importance to us.

My douche bags of friends were having the time of their lives. They were drunk as fuck! But that is

exactly why we had these kind of parties.

To get wasted and have fun. Today was different for me though, I wasn't in the mood. I was not drunk at

all and even though Mercy was clearly offering, I didn't want her tonight.

I only wanted to see Ava and maybe well, kiss Bryson behind the curtains.

"Hey man, you've barely sipped from your beer bottle. Come on loosen up."

Vic was observant, I'd give him that.

'In a bit Vic, but I need to speak to Bry first.' The problem was, I couldn't see him anywhere.

We were already back in the house and now that I thought about it. I hadn't seen him in the last 30

minutes or so.

'Hey Ariel, where's Bry?' She had been with him the entire time.

'Uu..h in..his..room..' Goddess, she couldn't even speak. How much had this girl drunk?

'Okay, thanks.' I was about to turn around and head to his room when she suddenly pulled my head

down, she was trying to kiss me.

'No Ariel, you pretty wasted think you should head to your place now.'

We had fucked her too before, not as much as we had fucked Bri and Mercy though.

'Yeah Ariel, we were about to leave. Come on.' Angelo spoke helping her up from the couch.

Nate and Vic were all nodding their heads, a quick glance to their fronts had me guessing why they

wanted to leave.

It was as clear as day that these two were fucking horny. Their hard ons were clearly noticeable

causing my baby to stir a bit between my legs.

'You coming too you two?' Angelo addressed Brianna and Mercy.

'Yeah, I think I have to call it a night. We have a Mani appointment around 8 in the morning.' Mercy

answered.

'It's past midnight anyway, I'll see you guys at school on Monday.' I stated.

'Sure thing, thanks for the drinks and everything.' This time it was Nate who spoke.

'Oh and good luck taking care of a very drunk grown ass man'. Vic pointed at Bry who was stumbling in

the living room, clearly wasted as fuck.

With that they left me to tend to my brother.

He was shirtless, his still wet shorts from the pool hanging low on his waist.

He had put on a shirt earlier after we got into the house, so where was it now?

'Where's you're shirt Bry?'.

'Somewhere...alo...ng th.e staircase.' He slurred his response.

'Not gonna ask, come on.' I tugged him by his elbow.

'You're drunk ass needs a glass of water to sobber out a little.' He didn't protest at all.

After giving him the glass of the much needed water,I helped him upstairs.

Not the first time I had carried him up to his room, certainly won't be the last one.

Once in his room, I put him carefully on his bed. I then helped him out of his wet shorts, leaving him

bare for me to admire.

I was going to remind him who he belonged to.

How I had missed having him all to myself. The thought of having him writhing under me was sending

blood to my cock very fast.

'You've been a very bad boy today.' I addressed Bry, taking off my clothes.

I left my briefs on, I didn't want to lose control, not today.

'Ray, please.' He had stopped slurring now.

'Tell me what you need Bry.' I asked.

'You, I want you now, please.' There was a puddle of precum on his abdomen, right below his navel.

His beautiful cock was obviously running out of patience, it wanted release.

Fuck, he was fucking hard. No doubt it was getting painful for him.

'Me too Bry, Me too.' My throbbing cock was pressing on the front of my briefs, demanding to be let out.

I straddled Bry, running my fingertips from the top of his chest towards his navel.

Giving his nipples more attention, i gave them a light blow before sticking out my tongue and tracing

the outline of his left nipple.

Switching to the right one, I sucked,licked, and bit. Switching from one nipple to the other, giving them

equal attention.

By now Bry was a moaning mess. He was moving his hips, grinding his dick directly to mine.

'Fuck Bry, I fucking can't take it.' I spoke, my voice raspy. I got rid of the briefs, wanting nothing but to Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

feel his nudity against mine.

I took lube that was in the first drawer of his dresser. I applied it on the both of our dicks, a breathy

moan escaping Bry's mouth in the process.

Speaking of his full lips, I leaned down, spreading his legs with mine in between in the process.

I licked his lower lip first, before taking it between my teeth, pulling it in the process.

'Fucking Ray kiss me.' And I did.

My lips met with his in a ferocious way. We were both starving men, wanting to feed off from each

other.

He opened his mouth more widely clearly inviting my tongue in his tasteful mouth.

Pushing it quickly in his crevice, I allowed my tongue to taste his, tagging and retreating.

I was teasing him, wanting to see how much he was willing to take. My tongue explored his, loving how

his responded to mine.

I aligned my dick on top of Bry's equally hard cock. Thrusting and grinding on him.

'Fucking hell, feels so good.' Bry moaned, locking me in a tight embrace.

He was now thrusting against me, adding more pressure on our cocks. It fucking turned me on even

more, having his dick press against mine.

It fucking felt heavenly, the pleasure I was experiencing was just too much.

We were both groaning, rubbing our dicks together in a perfect rhythm. When I rotated my hips, he

rotated his.

His hard dick felt good against mine. It felt so freaking erotic, our pulsing cocks rubbing against each

other.

It was like dancing to some music, only that our sweaty hard cocks were trapped between our

stomachs.

The more his cock rubbed against mine the closer I got to cumming.

'I'm gonna cuuum...' He was panting, pulling me even more closer to him.

He was clawing on my back, increasing the speed, grinding more quicker onto me.

I was close too, wanting nothing but to orgasm.

I pulled him in, planting a hard, sweaty panting kiss on his lips.

Meanwhile our thrusts had become urgent, each one of us chasing for the much needed orgasm.

And when Bry broke away from the kiss, he fucking roared,shooting his load between our stomachs.

That fucking did it for me, I followed soon after, enjoying my own release with a groan.

I admired his stomach and chest, loving how he glistened with sweat.

He looked so good with cum allover his chest.

10 minutes later, we were all cleaned up, heading to my room for the much needed sleep.

This time he was able to walk on his two feet without stumbling.

After we were safely under the duvet, Bry turned on his side to look at me. He had been quiet for a

while now, I didn't know what was going through his mind at that time.

'Ray, is it weird that I feel like something is missing? I mean I loved every second of that frot but..'

'Yeah Bry, I know what you're talking about. I feel that way too.' I remarked.

'But you have to talk to her first, you hurt her tonight. All you do is hurt her Bry, she's never going to

make this complete for us if you won't talk to her.'

I Know what you went through was completely hard for you, but she isn't like that.

You know she's not capable of such. Beg for her forgiveness if you have to. I don't want to have to

choose between you and her.

Make things right.' I added wanting him to understand that his past had nothing to do with Ava.

'Only if you stay while I talk to her.' Those were Bry's words before I let sleep consume me.

I hoped that it wasn't too late. I hoped she wouldn't hate us, once she knew what happened between us

behind closed doors.