Page 22 of Dirty Ruck (Ruck Boys #5)

Chapter Twenty-Two

Jay

I hung back with Frost while the women were deep in conversation.

I couldn't hear what they were saying, but Chelsea gradually relaxed in their presence and seemed to enjoy herself.

Dallas took them in wine and snacks before retreating back with us.

Satisfied they were okay and had everything they needed, we headed into the other sitting room to watch a movie.

Or half-watch, because I wasn't interested in classic movies about giant killer sharks.

I liked the real thing and hated the perception they were all out to eat every human they encountered.

But the rest of the guys wanted to watch, so I sat with them and scrolled on my phone.

Just as the movie was ending, Daze and Mina left.

I was about to find Chelsea when she found us.

"Hey." Dallas grabbed her hand and pulled her into his lap. "How did that go?"

She nestled into him. "It went well. I have to admit, it was nice to have some girl time for a while. Thank you, Frosty."

Frost grinned. "Any time. It's good to see you smiling."

I turned the sound down on the TV and tossed the remote aside. "Yeah, it is. I guess that was what you needed."

If it was anyone but Frost or Atlas, I might have felt a pinch of envy for not thinking of it myself. Instead, I was happy for her. She deserved to have all of her needs met. If we couldn't do it, then she needed people who could.

Collectively, we were a lot of things, but none of us were women. If she needed girl time once in a while, I was one hundred percent behind it. Fuck knew we got plenty of guy time.

"It was," Chelsea agreed. "For lots of reasons." She shook her head slightly. "What were you guys watching?"

"Some shark movie," I said.

I'd tuned out after the first ten minutes, keeping most of my attention on the doorway and wondering what the women were talking about.

The rest of my attention was on the close proximity of Frost. I was becoming as attached to him as I was to Chelsea and Atlas.

It was hard not to like the outgoing prop.

"It doesn't sound like I missed much," she said.

"You didn't," Dallas said. "I missed you." He buried his face in her hair.

I was surprised he managed to stay in here with us, not right beside Chelsea. Being as far as several metres apart must have been borderline painful for him. It wasn't easy for me either, but I didn't feel the need to be glued to the way he was.

Not that I judged him. I liked the guy. He got to feel however he wanted to feel. Just like I did.

"I missed you too." She wrapped her arms around him and squeezed.

"Did you talk about cocks?" Frost asked.

I gave him a look.

"What?" He grinned. "Isn't that what women talk about when they get together? I mean, what else is there to talk about?"

"Pussies," Dallas said without looking up.

Chelsea laughed. "No, we didn't talk about cocks. Just between us, I don't want to think about Reuben Brantley's cock."

"Good," Dallas said. "You can think about mine."

"I think about yours a lot," she assured him.

"And mine?" Frost asked.

"And yours," she agreed. "And Jay's. And Storm's. And Atlas'. And Ramsey's."

"But no one else's?" I asked.

Was I feeling insecure? Maybe a little bit. She had six boyfriends. She might want a seventh or an eighth. If she did, I wouldn't stop her. If those men could give her something we couldn't, I'd accept that. But sharing her with five others was plenty for me.

"Definitely no one else's," she assured me. "I'm a six cock girl."

I couldn't help being relieved. I knew it showed on my face. "I'm a two cocks and one pussy guy."

"Me too," Frost said, giving me a smile.

"You know where I stand," Dallas said. He started to undo the button of Chelsea's jeans and work them down her hips. She'd barely kicked them and her panties off before he had the waistband of his track pants pushed down and lowered her onto his erection.

"I feel like it's been days," he murmured.

It couldn't have been more than hours, but no one corrected him. If I was honest, I couldn't get enough of her either. None of us could. I knew what everyone was thinking right now, it was clear from their body language. The question was, who was going to move first?

In the end, it was Storm who had his pants shoved down to his thighs, erection in his hand before he pressed the head between Chelsea's lips.

"Jay, come over here," Atlas said. He gestured for me to kneel down in front of him. He too had his pants down and his cock out. He placed his hand on the back of my neck and guided my face down to him.

I ran the tip of my tongue around his head a few times, teasing him before taking him into my mouth.

At the same time, Frost knelt beside me, waited until I nodded that it was okay and worked my track pants down until he could wrap his hand around my cock.

I shivered at the warmth of his touch, his broad hands stroking me, pumping me.

Cradling Atlas' balls in my hand, I sucked harder, letting him fuck my mouth until I gagged.

Just the way we both liked it. I slipped my other hand down the front of Frost's pants and around his length, pulling him out and working him the way he was working me.

I lifted my mouth from Atlas and leaned down to take Frost into my mouth, all the way down to my throat.

Frost moaned and straightened up a little, enough to place his own mouth on Atlas' cock.

Atlas placed his hand on the back of Frost's head, holding him there, fucking his mouth slowly, deliberately until he came, spilling his release into Frost's mouth. He thrust in a handful more times before sliding himself out. "I want to see you suck each other," he said.

Frost and I exchanged glances before lying down on the rug, cocks in front of each other. We both gripped each other's lengths in one hand, balls and the other and resumed sucking.

He tasted so good, I could have sucked for days. Not to mention, the guy had a magic mouth. With every suck, I rolled my hips, bucking against him, increasing the friction.

"You guys are perfect," Atlas said. "Make each other come."

As if he flipped a switch, I couldn't hold myself back if I wanted to. I fucked Frost's mouth harder and faster as he did the same to mine. A heartbeat after him, I came. My balls tightening before releasing down his throat and taking a mouthful of his.

I looked over to Atlas as I swallowed down every drop. Frost waited until I was looking before he did the same with my cum.

He smacked his lips. "Delicious."

"You too," I said, suddenly feeling shy.

We were all distracted then by Chelsea coming loudly, her breasts bouncing as she rode Dallas.

He came right after, his eyes squeezed shut with concentration, losing himself inside her.

Storm was right behind, then Ramsey, who'd stayed in the corner of the couch, his hand on his cock.

He watched all of us fucking while he got himself off. He didn't seem to mind it a bit.

I certainly hadn't. I was starting to realise I didn't mind being watched, if it was one of these six incredible people.

My family.