Girl, I’ll Watch Him, Too by tchina85,tchina85 Jenna was leaving to fly again, but this time would be much more different than the others, as it would change the scope of everything.
“You know the drill,” Jenna told me via text message. “Watch the house, watch my Tiggy while I’m gone, see he’s on his best behavior. I love and appreciate you.”
She, Tigg, my buddy Buster and I were out to dinner the night before she would embark on a three week trek, as she once again was heading to South America with Arsenio, her favorite pilot, being the motivation. We agreed on a local sushi and hibachi spot that opened up and it was a hit, as the food was wonderful, we drank sake and had a hell of a time. We wanted the night to be special since she was departing the next morning.
“Guys, now that everyone has eaten and has a little sake in their system, I need to share something really important with you,” she said to us.
“I’m pregnant!”
My jaw dropped and so did my friend Buster’s, while Tigg had a stoic look on his face.
“Girl, I’m so happy for you, congratulations,” said Buster as he “queened out.”
I had a host of questions:
Was it Tigg’s or Arsenio’s, and if it was either, what would either of them think?
Was she spiteful to get pregnant by Arsenio as maybe she found out Tigg was beating my hole in her absence?
Was this even real?
A million thoughts ran through my head, yet I’d wish her congratulations as I’d become an uncle once again (Tigg has a son from a previous marriage that Jenna claims as stepson and loves dearly).
“So when do we go shopping? When’s the shower? Where’s the registry,” Buster continued.
I wanted to clover Buster for his enthusiasm, as my friend since high school was a little too excited. He and Jenna forged a bond years prior for he and I were always thick as thieves, and like me, he bottomed, as he came out later in life. He was baby shower and shopping ready while things seemed a little uneasy and uncertain, at least with me.
“Girl, are you able to fly,” Buster asked while I looked over to Tigg.
I noticed he didn’t react, which worried me as perhaps he already knew and wasn’t happy.
“The evening just became a little more meaningful,” I said as she claimed to only be two months along, and I felt the need to move on from the awkwardness.
Tigg’s head clearly was somewhere else after the announcement as he barely smiled or looked in our direction.
“The baby isn’t mine,” Tigg texted me later that evening. “She and I have had no sex since the last time she left for South America.”
This explained his stance of why he didn’t seem excited, or even disappointed for he kept a poker face. Her last “foray” was three months prior, as this meant the highly sexual Tigg went without sex since our last encounter, and she was filled by someone else. Most of my questions seemed answered, but then new inquiries arose in my head.
“She’s fucking some pilot down there,” he added in another message.
My heart jumped when he messaged that as he already knew, but that made me wonder about us, and if Jenna was just “playing along.” I was hurting for him still, for when kidsare involved, things are different. I was mentally entangled in their indiscretions, and figured I needed to clear my head, so I would only respond by telling Tigg good night after a long back and forth.
“I’m gonna need to see you tomorrow,” he told me.
“I don’t think so,” I told him.
“You don’t think so? I need you, Tommy,” he pleaded. “Be here after she leaves in the morning, I need you.”
His persistence in a weird way turned me on for Tigg’s tongue and cock game could make me jump off a cliff. I loved my sister and hated the situation, but that dick was calling for me and I wasn’t one to ignore it.
“Tigg is hot,” Buster would say after the last message to Tigg.
“Off limits,” I told him in response.
“On duty,” Buster responded as saying it was opposite. “His girl is pregnant, not him. He needs some ass to get over what has happened.”
I ended up calling to “check” Buster by giving more details on Tigg’s situation, hoping he’d back off.
“You really holding down your man, I see,” he answered back. “I saw it at the sushi place. You and Tigg have something going on.”
Buster knew me, and read me like a book, even threatening blackmail by telling Jenna, unless I gave him “the green light.”
“Go after him as you wish,” I told Buster.
“We can. He already hit me up and told me he wants the both of us,” Buster added. “See you in the morning.”
We hung up before a feeling of unease came over me, as this was a dire situation between a married couple, and I’d never envision being in bed with one of my best friends. I knew Buster loved Jenna, but dogs traveled in packs, and I for one was that and so was Buster evidently carrying the biggest claws and fangs between the two of us.
“We meet as soon as the Uber leaves,” Buster added in a text. “She rolls off, and we go to the house.”
I went to sleep after putting things in perspective, realizing Jenna long made it clear she was fucking others. There shouldn’t have been any guilt, as she wanted to do her own thing and Tigg was obviously doing his. It seemed like this was destined to happen and once I figured that, I would close my eyes and sleep well, waking up refreshed to the alarm and taking a hot shower.
“Good morning. Be on the lookout,” Tigg said in a text message.
I dried off and looked across the street through the blinds to see a small sedan picking up my sister. She kissed Tigg in front of the car, then dropped her bag in the trunk before climbing in the read passenger side of the vehicle. The driver sped off and I would close the blinds to put on clothes, then prepare to leave my house when I saw Buster’s SUV was in front, as he stealthily came by as soon ad Jenna left.
“Slick fuck,” I whispered to myself while walking.
I stepped in my favorite Crocs to the house before I turned the key I was given and opened the door. I’d find the two of them on the couch going at it as Buster was sitting on Tigg’s lap, the both of them with their shirts off as it seemed Tigg was working Buster’s hairy tits.
“Oh, we have a visitor,” Tigg said as they paused.
“Nice for you to join the party,” Buster said as he turned his head to me and smiled.
I shut the door as I’d hear Tigg moaning and sucking his teeth before he went back to sucking on Buster. I walked over to the back of the couch and watched them go at it, then I got undressed, and sat beside them to get in on the action.
“You’re already a step ahead of us,” said Buster before he reached over and we started kissing.
Tigg rubbed on us both, encouraging us as this was the first time I kissed Buster orally, the both of us caught in the moment.
“Buddy kissing buddy,” Tigg said. “You know that turns daddy on, right?”
“What else turns daddy on,” asked Buster, as Buster and Tigg were massaging my tits.
“He knows what turns me on,” Tigg sould say before he turned his head to me. “Lay back.”
I did, as I pulled my calves towards my ears showing him my tight ass to receive that glossa. He curled it once he pushed it inside of me, then dug in deep to make it slap against my walls and pet my prostate area as he made me squirm. Buster and I would make out some more as his tongue and mine intertwined, with him rubbing my nipples to further heat things.
“He doing you good, baby,” Buster asked.
“Yes, I love when he eats my cunt,” I told him as Tigg was the master of rimming.
My hole danced literally to the beat of his tongue as he started plunging in, then pulling out, repeating it to give me goosebumps.
“Maybe your buddy should get a taste, too,” Tigg said. “Want me to eat your pussy, too.”
Buster raised off of me, and would get on all fours beside the coffee table right before Tigg turned to spread his cheeks and give the same treatment.
“Fuck,” Buster yelled as Tigg devoured him similarly, making his tongue curl against his walls and banging him deep to make Buster lament and shake.
“Yeah, you like that,” I asked. “He eating you good now, ain’t he?”
I would wiggle off the couch, then crawl directly beside Buster to put my ass in the air for more. Tigg switched over, and ate my hole some more until I was begging to get fucked.
“You want the cock,” Tigg whispered.
“Yes,” I cried out before Buster reached over and we started French kissing.
Tigg would stop to smack both our asses, then started giving directions.
“B, I want to fuck one of you, while the other gets eaten out,” he said.
Buster took it as he receiving Tigg first, and Tigg wanting him to rim me from behind. Either way I didn’t move as I was curious to see how Buster would play it.
“Lemme taste you,” I heard Buster say as he kneeled behind me, and I felt his big hands spread my cheeks as he began to lick me like a dog.
Soon after I’d feel his nose tap the top of my ass and hear him whimpering, for he was getting dug out by the lovely Tigg.
“Don’t stop, eat that cunt,” Tigg told him as I would barely feel Buster’s tongue at first.
Tigg started giving it harder and Buster would moan louder, then finally plant his tongue deep as he paid forward the pleasure. Tigg was giving that dick hard and fast as I felt Buster bumping into me. Buster knew how to feast on ass as he caused small orgasmic tremors, but I wanted Tigg’s wood smacking my insides. After a couple minutes I didn’t feel the thrusts, and Tigg would smack Buster’s ass as he asked for mine.
“Got him all prepped for you, daddy,” said Buster.
I remained where I was, and would feel that hard missile deliver inside my box, for he fell in with no problem before pummeling my walls.
“You miss this,” he asked me.
I wailed yes as Tigg gave it deep and hard. Tigg knew my exact “spots” and attacked with fervor, grabbing hold to my wet and slippery ass as he reminded me why I loved being a bottom. I’d nut continuously Buster primed me good, with him being a spectator and pushing us on as he yelled at Tigg to fuck me harder. Tigg answered the call and put my pussy into overdrive as I was creaming uncontrollably, and my hole was burping from the pleasurable pressure Tigg was giving.
“Got me ready to nut,” Tigg said as he stopped and pulled out unexpectedly. “Suck me.”
Buster I’d fall flat and heard slurping as most likely Buster was sucking off Tigg. Tigg had worn me out, and so I rested then suddenly heard more noises, and I turned my head to see Buster and Tigg going at it as they were trying to burn a hole in the floor.
“Tigggggyyyyyyyyy,” Buster cried out.
I looked closer and would see my best buddy cumming all on the carpet, yet he wasn’t jerking off, but shooting a nut from Tigg hitting the spot like he was capable of. It was so hot that I started jerking off, thinking Tigg would just breed him, but Buster wouldn’t give him the chance as he pulled away from Tigg, and laid flat on the floor shivering.
“Now it’s your turn,” Tigg said to me.
I smiled, then turned over to lay on my back for I wanted to stroke while he was inside me.
“Oh, you wanna cum, too,” Tigg asked.
He fingered my hole first to “rev my engine,” then he slid inside, and held my ankles together as he plowed me hard, fast and deep.
“That’s right brother, let him beat that pussy,” Buster said as he looked on, watching Tigg piledrive away at my insides.
Tigg banged me like only he could while making me soggy, attacking the prostate and sphincter areas while I stroked my cock.
“This is where daddy’s dick belongs,” he told me.
I agreed, as I felt the build up inside me rising as he kept on punching away. Tigg’s big balls slapped at my taint as he gave and took every inch, going back and forth digging me as I was getting close.
“Tiggy,” I wailed.
“You wanna nut, too,” he grunted. “Bring it onnnnnn.”
Just when I thought he couldn’t speed it up, he did, as he swiveled his hips more while I jerked off and my small cock was a geyser, with rope after rope of sperm shooting from me in furious fashion, and me closing my eyes and screaming to the top of my lungs right before he, too, would breed me deep. I might’ve cum for 15 to 30 seconds, and the climax was even better than the one he caused months prior. I’d finally open my eyes and looked backwards, somewhat dizzy and vision blurred, but when my focus came, there was an abrupt, unwanted surprise.
“Oh my God, Jenna!”
Buster yelled as she walked in on us, her face long and chin shaking as she couldn’t believe what she just saw.
“My husband inside of my brother,” she said.
What she did and said next was unmentionable, for she was hurt and distraught all at once. What turned out to be the best sex ever would transition into the worst day of my life.
Jenna trusted me to watch her husband regardless of what was going on, and I would do more than such.
Thing would never be the same.
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