Kayla passed the bong to Mike as Bill was pouring vodka into a plastic cup. The television was turned to a music station, the sounds of the dirty south wafted out of the cheap flat panel across the messy apartment. They sat in a semi-circle around the island in the kitchenette, taking shots of vodka and chasing them with soda. Nobody had told them about mixing the two together at that point. Mike drew the last hit on the pipe before placing it on the counter and  leaning back on his chair. Kayla cleaned the pipe out as Bill handed the cup to Mike.        Kayla looked up at Bill. “Hey baby, that was the last of that bag. You have any more?”

        “Go grab the bag out of the nightstand.”

        She slid out of her chair and left towards the bedroom. Bill saw Mike staring at her ass as she left the room. He didn’t say anything, just waited as Mike turned around and saw that he was caught. Mike at least had the decency to pretend to be ashamed. Bill just grinned.

        “We’ve been friends for years bro, I can tell when you want to fuck a girl.”

        “That obvious? My bad man.”

        “It’s all good. She probably might too if she thought she had the chance.”

        “Shit man, why are you talking like this?”

        “I don’t know, maybe I’m drunk. Maybe it’s just the weed.”

        “Nah.” Mike took the shot of vodka and handed it back to Bill. He made a face as he choked it down. “ What are you trying to tell me, Bill?”

        “Stay over tonight, you can crash on the couch. You know what an Eiffel tower is?”

        “You for real?”

        “Yeah man, I know she’s down for it. Let me talk to her but just follow my lead.”

        “If you say so man.”

        Bill poured himself a shot and chased it with the soda he had bought earlier that day. They already had the mostly-full plastic jug of vodka from their “house”warming party a few months ago. Kayla was a heavy smoker and Bill was still on probation. That’s why they were drinking in the apartment in the first place. Mike didn’t have a license, he knew he was going to have to walk home or cruise on the couch once they started drinking. He didn’t care, he and Bill had been friends for years, they smoked and drank together every weekend. When Kayla came around she fit right in. It wasn’t until Bill and Kayla moved in together that Mike noticed their friendship growing distant. They still hung out a lot though. Partied just as hard. That hadn’t changed at least.

        Kayla returned with another bag of weed when Mike decided it was a good time to step out onto the landing for a cigarette. Bill grabbed Kayla on her way back to her chair and wrapped his arms around her waist, bringing her in for a kiss. She giggled, almost toppling over as she was spun around. They were all quite buzzed, but Bill was saving the good bag for a time like this. He let her go and she got to work breaking up the weed on a CD case while Bill traced his finger across her back. He broke the silence.”You know that thing we do sometimes in bed?”

        “You’ll have to be a bit more specific than that.”

        “With your toy, like a threeway.”

        “Yeah, what about it?”

        “What if Mike joins us in bed tonight?”

        “You’re kidding, right?”

        “Not really. I can tell that you’re into him.”

        Kayla shook her head. “It’s not like that Bill, he’s your friend. I like him and there’s a connection but it’s different y’know?”

        “Yeah. but this is your opportunity to have a threeway. Cross it off the bucket list.”

        “When you put it like that, how could I say no?”

        “Your call, you can always say no.”

        She hesitated, it was something she regretted telling Bill about. It sounds so stupid when you say it, but she had made a bet with her friend Becky that one of them would fuck Mike. He couldn’t believe it either when she had told him. A lot of girls liked Mike’s crustpunk skater aesthetic, he was a magnet for a certain type of woman. Bill noticed it all the time when they would hang out in public. She couldn’t remember how it came up or why in the world she would have said anything about it to him. It was long before they were ever together, probably before Bill and Kayla ever met.

        “What’s your plan?” she asked.

        “Get you out of your clothes and see where the night goes. Hey, that rhymes.”

        “Okay, I’m game.”

        “Just like that?” He looked surprised.

        “Yeah, why not? Enough talking about it, I like his vibe. I’m on the pill and we have a three day weekend.”

        He passed her the plastic cup. “Okay, let’s drink a little more and I’ll get it going.” Bill pulled the drinks over to a coffee table in front of the couch he had offered Mike previously.  Kayla joined him on the couch, bong in hand. They were quiet, Kayla’s hands were shaking as she broke up more weed. Mike came back in from smoking his cigarette and sat on the couch. Bill asked if anyone had any movie preferences while Kayla sparked up the bong again. There was some pushback when he tried to put on some French film about lesbian shopkeepers. “I don’t want to have to read a movie tonight.”

        A rerun of The Office was put on, because this all happened when Netflix had The Office, before the dark times of global disease, civil unrest, and ravenous bees. Kayla and Mike passed the bong between themselves as Bill slid his hand up her shirt and unclasped her bra. She turned as if to yell at him, but Bill’s lips were on hers as she began to speak. Kayla closed her eyes and met his intensity with a passion of her own. They were doing this. For real.

Bill helped Kayla out of her bra, she didn’t need much help at all, to the untrained eye it might even look like he was pulling it off from the front. But it was off. Mike saw Kayla’s big white breasts fall free of the bra, his jaw open. “Damn Kayla, you got some big titties.”

“Thanks.” she replied bashfully. “Do you like them?”

“Hell yeah.”

She smiled before Bill started making out with her again. Kayla’s hand was wandering across Mike’s lap now, her fingers struggling to work the button on his jeans. He helped her subtly, his other hand massaging her breast. Kayla had grasped Mike’s swelling cock before Bill had the idea to unbutton his pants. They were kissing with renewed vigor, Kayla’s hands were on each of them now, as Mike took her right nipple into his mouth and began to roll his tongue around it. She let out a soft moan that was briefly muffled by Bill’s lips before Kayla broke off the kiss. Kayla looked down at Mike’s lap and grinned. “You’re looking pretty good too.”

Bill laid Kayla down on the couch and Mike knelt between her thighs. Bill got undressed while Mike started going down on Kayla, her breath became jagged quickly, punctuated by little squeaks and squeals as his tongue explored her body. Kayla looked up at Bill, nudging her head at him. He guided his cock into her waiting mouth, stifling her moans with his motions. They carried on for a while, enjoying themselves as Kayla’s moans began to change. At some point, Bill hadn’t seen when and he was dismayed he missed it, Mike had slid inside of Kayla and began slowly rocking back and forth, letting her get used to him. Bill backed up and gave her some time to catch her breath, at least that’s what he said. Bill watched them for a moment as he poured himself another drink. Alcohol would give me the stamina I need, Bill thought to himself.

Kayla was focused on Mike now as he picked up the pace, pumping his cock in and out of her as she gave him moaned words of affirmation. There was no going back now.

“I hate to stop but can we move?”

Mike wordlessly flipped her over and she got up to her hands and knees. He easily slipped inside of her, she didn’t know when she was this turned on. She made a face as he bottomed out, slowly at first, letting her savour every inch. Kayla looked up at Bill again, smiling now, slightly dazed. She grabbed his cock and began to make an attempt at sucking it again, but she was being jostled by Mike too much. She settled for jerking him off close to her mouth while he played with her nipples. Bill made out with Kayla passionately while Mike thrust in and out of her, over and over. They stayed in that position long after Netflix asked “Are you still watching?” a query that went unanswered the rest of the evening.

        Mike felt himself getting close, he wasn’t wearing a condom and it didn’t come up at all beforehand. It all happened so fast. He had to say something. He grunted out between thrusts. “Gonna..cum...soon..”

        Kayla pulled him close, drawing him into her. She wrapped her thick, muscular thighs around him, trapping him there. Wordlessly signalling to him her wishes. Mike groaned loudly, almost shouted as he came, shooting his load deep into Kayla as she moaned loudly, her back arched in pleasure. He pumped into her a few more times before catching himself on his forearms above her.  They stared at each other, smiling vacantly, sharing a moment before nervously giggling. Mike excused himself to the bathroom and Kayla sat up, waiting for a response from Bill. He grinned broadly at her. “That was hot.”

        “I want you.”

        “You got me.” Bill said before sitting on the couch next to her, pulling her onto his lap. She faced him, big boobs at eye level. She straddled his hard cock with ease, already wetter than he had ever known her, and began grinding her hips forcefully into him. Kayla took the reins, pushing Bill back against the couch, kissing him. They fucked lovingly, their pace different than the one before. A familiar, practised one. Kayla came on Bill, moaning loudly in his ear as he kept thrusting through her orgasm.  They both lost track of time as they continued to make love to each other.

        Mike returned, still hard, or hard again. Ready for round two. He stood next to Kayla while she sucked his dick, this position seemed to work better for that than doing it on her back. Bill was cupping her tits and enjoying the show. They all worked in unison, silent except for the moans and groans that forced themselves out. Mike pulled out after a while and moved behind Kayla. He bent her over, pushing her into Bill. Bill moved his legs to give him some room and made out with Kayla. Mike lubed up and gingerly pressed the head of his cock against Kayla’s ass. She made a small noise but didn’t protest as she and Bill kept fucking.

        He slid in slowly, Bill was forced to stop as Mike took his time adjusting his positioning to fit himself in. Kayla gripped Bill’s arm tightly beut didn’t say anything. She let out a small whimper then forcefully exhaled as Mike stopped moving. Bill and Mike were both inside of her now, and Kayla had the sudden sensation of feeling very filled up. They had to start off slowly, Kayla led the way, easing them into it. Soon enough they found a rhythm that worked for them. She could feel both of the men moving separately inside of her, but it had felt like one giant cock was piercing her deep inside. After a while, it was all she could do just to hang on and enjoy the ride.

        They pumped in and out of Kayla, her moans overpowering the carnal sounds of flesh on flesh. Their sweat intertwined as they moved as one, their purpose a singular will to get off. Bill came hard as he gripped Kayla’s thighs. It wasn’t long before Kayla came again, drowning out Bill’s grunts with even louder moans of her own. They writhed together as Mike kept pounding away from behind, never letting up. Bill slid out of Kayla, but was pinned underneath her with Mike still inside of her. He kissed her neck as she moaned in his ear. Mike was graciously fast, groaning again not long after,rolling off of Kayla, spent. They lay like that for a few minutes, basking in the afterglow before Kayla ran into the bathroom. Bill went to the kitchenette and grabbed some paper towels. He threw the roll at Mike.

        “Hey man, I’ll grab you some blankets out of the closet. I’m sorry you have to sleep in the wet spot.”

        “Haha fuck you, I’m taking the floor tonight.”

        “I think we’re going to turn in after this, need anything else?”

        “Nah bro, that was wild. I’ll see you in the morning.”

        “Feel free to wake and bake if you get up early, eggs and whatever are in the fridge.” Bill walked into his bedroom, about to close the door when Mike called out. “What’s up, Mike?”

        “Thanks. For everything.”