Fiona and I had moved into our own place, and we'd invited the rest of our masturbation group to the housewarming. The previous night had been the most raucous session yet, with threesomes, strap-ons, and spankings. We'd all tired ourselves out and gone to bed early.
But in the morning, we were up and masturbating again, and Tiff wanted to make the most of her time. She asked if it would be all right to borrow Steven and Thomas for a threesome, as she didn't see them very often. Besides, we'd all recently agreed they could finish inside her without a condom and she wanted to feel what it was like. They moved to my bed. Her fiancée Samantha had no objections and continued to masturbate as the three decided how they would arrange themselves.
Fiona and I were employed at the same bar, and we were due to work the same shift that afternoon, so we had our second orgasms almost at the same time, then changed into our work uniforms. Our friends all had trains to catch, so they too were watching the time.
When we were nearly ready, Samantha said, 'There was one more thing I wanted to mention, but there hasn't really been a right time to say it.'
'Go on, then,' I said.
'I didn’t want to spoil the mood. It's about Jack.'
On hearing the name, Steven turned around. 'What's he done now?' He was inside Tiff, still moving slowly back and forward.
'No, it's nothing like that. It's just, we've made some good progress with him. Fiona, just for context, this is my brother. He used to be in this group, then he fell in with some wasters, but I think we've turned a corner. He's seen them for what they really are. I don't want to get into it but they basically robbed him.'
'Serves him right. Sorry, I know he's your brother, but I really can't...' His words trailed off as he continued to thrust into Tiff.
'I know, he's a piece of work. But like I say, I think we've turned a corner and he wants to make something of his life. I was wondering if we could let him join us again, just for some structure.'
'No, absolutely not.'
'He really has changed, Steven. I wouldn't say it if he hadn't.'
Steven increased his thrusts. 'Remember what he did. He broke up with... hang on.' He thrust even faster, then stopped as he ejaculated into Tiff. 'He broke up with me, just out of the blue, at the station, remember?'
He withdrew and stood up, his erection slowly subsiding. Behind him, Thomas took his place and kissed her as he entered her.
'I know what he did, but I'm trying to help him.'
'He didn't even admit we were boyfriends for months. So no, there's no way he's coming back and that's that.'
After a pause, I tried to lighten the mood. 'How did it feel spunking inside a lesbian?'
'Ninety percent lesbian,' said Tiff.
'It still counts.'
Steven didn't answer the question. ‘I’ve heard enough.’ He dressed himself and closed his bag. When Thomas and Tiff finished, everyone headed their separate ways. The atmosphere was becoming ever more tense, and Steven in particular wasn’t interested in saying anything but curt goodbyes.
Fiona was never particularly extroverted, but during the shift, I noticed she seemed more withdrawn than usual. I was desperate to ask her about it, but there was no private time at work with customers and other staff about. The shift didn't finish until 11 PM, so I decided to wait until we were back home.
I first asked if everything was all right. She said it was, but something was definitely up, so I gently coaxed her. The story slowly started to fit together.
'It's about... coming inside, you know.'
We all had a clean bill of sexual health in the group, and I had a contraceptive implant. However, Fiona hadn't yet found a method that worked without side effects, so that was the only time any of us used condoms.
'Ooh. Did you find something that works?'
'No, not yet. Okay, this is going to sound weird, probably.’
'You're not pregnant, are you?'
'God, no. Like I say, it's going to sound weird, but I wondered if maybe...'
'Yes?'
'Well, you know how you squirt. Maybe I could... maybe you could... somehow squirt in me, just so I can see how it feels and of course you can't knock me up, having the same bits.'