Fuck that, it's almost been four hours out here, and you were ridiculously horny when you got home from WORK today.

“So verbal degradation in that context is okay because it’s requested, but yeah, some words you need to avoid unless it’s specifically with someone who has TOLD you they’re fine with it,” you conclude your answer to their most recent question with. “I mean, I like being called a bitch when someone’s screwing me sometimes, but it’ll piss me the hell off if someone cat-calls it at me. Context is important.” As with a few of your other, more blunt answers, the boys blush a little. You grin at that, both at their obvious inexperience and that you know they’re trying to either not imagine fucking you or at least cover up that they can’t help it. “Mind if I ask you guys a question?”

“We’ve been asking you for … fuck me, three hours, really? Yeah, no, shoot,” Nate responds.

“You mentioned you’ve ‘never been with,’ a girl before. Is that, like, at all?” Eric only get a bit more quiet while Nate hesitates.

“I mean, I’ve been up to third? But it wasn’t with anyone I was dating and it was just once,” he admits, seeming a bit embarrassed. “She said she’d enjoyed it after, but I wasn’t boyfriend material.”

“That’s fuckin’ rough,” you say.

“Um, rounding second, I think?” Eric answers, encouraged by his friend’s honesty. “I actually dated pretty consistently until sophomore year of high school. My girlfriend and I had this really bad break, and while I thought it was all her, I can … I can see why she did it. I wasn’t a great dude, and I ignored what had made it worse for her.”

“This is going to sound like a joke,” you sigh, putting your hands on your hips, “but now that we know each other better and it’s not something I’m trying to shock you with … do you guys want to have sex with me?” Both of them freeze, but unlike before, they at least don’t blanch at it. “Look, I’m streaking because it gets me hot, and you know what else gets me hot? Making a positive impacts. Which I think we did together here. And it’s not like you put attention-coins in my sex-slot machine, you were just good listeners and understood why you’d been wrong. And how to be better. And that’s … kinda’ sexy. So, in all seriousness, while this isn’t a ‘dating,’ thing, if you guys just want to have some fun, I’d love to, also.”

“Fuck it,” Eric responds after a moment of consideration. “Yes, absolutely.”

“Me, too. Oh, fuck, do you have condoms?” Nate asks. Eric hops up and sprints back to the car to check.

“I mean, I’m clean!” you yell after him. “You guys are, right?”

“I can’t be 100% Eric is, but I don’t think anyone besides his parents or doctors have touched his dick? So, he should be. And I am, I had to get tested as part of this whole court thing.”

“Weed?”

“Oh, absolutely weed. But my dad insisted on them being comprehensive. So yeah, clean.”

“Couldn’t find any. I’m sorry,” Eric pants out as he gets back, a little crestfallen. He’s holding a bottle or something in his hand, but you can’t make it out.

“Well, Nate told me you guys should be clean, too. And I have an IUD, so you’re not gonna’ knock me up. I’m still good to go if you’re comfortable with it.” Both of them nod readily. “Also, what the fuck is that?”

“Oh, shit, yeah, I just grabbed this because you asked about my hair earlier. This is the stuff I found,” he says, handing you the bottle. You crack up immediately, falling over on your side laughing. Both of the guys look at you, confused, until you manage to prop yourself back up.

“Um, was it, uh, sealed?” You have to hold back from laughing anymore. He nods. “Good, because this isn’t for hair. This is lube. Which is going to be useful if you two both want in me at once, but it’s pretty garbage for styling.”

“Not to be rude …” Nate starts.

“Are you about to ask if I mean one of you can fuck my ass while the other uses my pussy?” They’re surprised, but you notice both of them tent-poling pretty bad at the thought. “Because if so, that’s exactly what I’m saying. Though switching is super unhealthy, so I’ll let you guys decide who does what.”

“Eric.” Eric glances over at Nate, equal measures of taken aback and grateful. “What, you’re the ass guy? I just want a good view of tits while I’m going at it, works out for both of us.”

“The world’s such a beautiful place!” you gasp with a fake sniffle as you pretend to wipe your eyes. “Now, do you guys want to start or what? Because I’m about thirty seconds from just rubbing one out of my own.”

“Okay, well, you’re the sensei here, so … where do we start?”