Double theauraputic massage

It has naturally taken a few days for Vi to broach the possibility of returning to her usual self. Understandably, she’s been moping around, cancelling hangouts with Heidi, Ari (despite living with her}, and her latest local flirt, Azad. The only people who got to see her were Erik and surprisingly Brandon, but that, as has become a bit more common with the trio, was booked as an intense ‘Boxing sweat sesh’. Brandon had texted Erik afterwards asking why Vi had asked to use his office printer to print a picture of ‘some old guy’.

Erik had offered Vi to come along, get a free easy massage, just like last time.

She had looked up at him sadly, her shoulders slumped, the bags under her eyes only growing by the day. “I don’t deserve a massage.”

It had broken his heart, he had stayed with her the rest of the night, rubbing her back and just comforting her. Ari came in at some point in the evening, and they sat her up and fed her together.

It wasn’t surprising to the two temporary care workers that Vi got hit this hard by the situation, it was basically getting rejected by her father and kicked out. No one ever said that her daddy issues didn’t still play a significant part in her psyche.

Two days passed after that, with more of Vi staying in Erik’s room, venturing out to sit in the sun in the living room, wanting to be close to Erik, but ultimately she was a true homebody.

“Babe… You still have time, come with me, Brandon and I can massage you, I’m sure he’ll be okay changing up the order of lessons if it’s for your benefit.”

Vi had shaken her head. Pulling Erik’s blanket up to her chin. “No… It’s okay… I’d rather stay home… I promise I’m feeling better, I just… Want to be alone for a bit… I promise not to kill myself.”

Ari snorted next to him. He glared at her, before returning a pitying gaze at Vi. “Well, now I think you’re going to!”

She giggled. Ari silently gripped Erik’s wrist, an excited smile on her face. It was the first time she hadn’t made just a soft sad noise.

“I promise babe… I’ll come next time, I insist you take Ari, trust me?”

Erik placed a kiss on her forehead before granting her, her wish. “I trust you. I’ll go to my lesson and then get some lunch with Ari and Sai, I’ll bring you something okay?”

She nodded her thanks.

…

“Damn. That’s terrible, but maybe this photographer guy just needs to to have his tantrum?" Brandon crosses his arms, Ari taking her top off and lying face down on the massage table, turning her head she confirms his question.

“Maybe. Sai - my boyfriend reckons that if he cares about art — he's making a stupid choice getting rid of a model for something so selfish.”

Brandon nods, before turning to Erik, mouthing the word. “Boyfriend?”

Ari, not being blind, answers on Erik’s behalf. “We’re the same as Erik and Vi.”

Brandon pinches the bridge of his nose. “Of course you are, ya’ll just attract each other, huh?”

“Have you seriously not met?” Erik asks. “You’ve been in Vi’s dorm?”

“I know he has!” Ari chimes in, still flat on the table. “Vi didn’t want to share.” She bites her lip and winks at the trainer. “Such a greedy girl.”

Brandon looks at Erik with raised eyebrows. “Yeah…. You thought Vi was crazy?” Erik says with a smile.

“Ya’ll need to be neutered.” He points at Ari. “Don’t get any ideas, we’re not doing that today.”

“Don’t think I didn’t notice the ‘today’? Yes sir.” Ari purrs, wiggling her shoulders before settling a bit more comfortably.

…

“The massage isn’t that good,” Brandon says, wiping his hands with the towel, looking down at Ari judgementally.

“Awwwwww — it’s really good though, how many girls have you fucked after giving them this treatment? Can I be next on that list? Oh, maybe a double team? Oh! Maybe double massage with Vi? Mmmmmrmm.” She purrs hungrily

Brandon grunts and glances at Erik questioningly. Erik stares back, the same question on his mind.

“Can you focus?” Brandon asks.

Erik shrugs apologetically.

…

As Ari coos beneath them, Brandon shows Erik where the contracting muscles are in the lower back. Begrudgingly, using Ari’s pleasured purrs to indicate when Erik presses into the right spot.

He takes his hands off as Erik experiments with Ari’s lower back, her lithe body frame making it somewhat simpler.

“So… What are you going to do? About Vi I mean.” Brandon asks.

Erik takes his hands off and holds them up, the oil dripping onto the towel on the edge ot the table. “I don’t know. She’s feeling better. I think she just needs to get out of the slump.”

Ari groans, waving her arms, the back of her hand slapping against Erik’s leg. “Go fuck her.”

Brandon looks at Erik, who finds Brandon’s aversion to Ari’s forwardness more than entertaining.

“Maybe that would work for you Ari, I don’t know how well that would work for Vi.”

“Oh, you babies.” She says, turning around, her small perky breasts red from lying on the bed, in full display for both men. Brandon almost rolls his eyes. “Yeah, she’s got issues, relating his rejection to someone else.” (The couple opted not to tell Brandon the grisly details of her father) “But she’s feeling bad because she feels like she’s not a model because she’s ugly.”

Erik stares at her, sceptical.

She grins. “Two hot guys, giving her a massage? In her boyfriend's room?”

Erik nibbles on his lip in thought.

Brandon looks between the two. “You can’t be considering this.”

“They are best friends...”

“Oh. Fine.”

“We couldn’t wait? Give her like… A strip show?” Brandon asks, standing in Erik’s apartment, wearing nothing but a pair of blue Speedos, eyes fixed forward.

“Yeah… I don’t think we necessarily needed to do this part of her plan.” Similarly naked, similarly with blue speedos.

Their bodies shine with oil. Erik takes a glance across.

‘Christ, this dude is fucking huge... His muscles I mean.'

Ari’s voice comes through the door, muffled as they approach his dorm room.

“Trrrrrust…Surprise…. My idea…. You need a reminder!!”

The door unlocks and as Vi looks up her eyes go wide.

“Wha-?”

Ari shoves her in and grins. “Enjoy babe! Love you! Remember, you’re a hot bitch! Look at these two!”

Vi looks back as the door closes, her eyes going back up to Erik and then Brandon, and then Erik, and then Brandon. Erik starts to feel apprehensive, that maybe this wasn’t what Vi needed, but then he spots it.

He hates how right Ari is sometimes.

Brandon drips oil over Erik’s working hands, his fingers sinking into the flesh of her midriff as her bare breasts heave, her mouth open, moaning, her eyes fluttering. “Yes…. This is so gooood. Thank you booooyyysss.” She purrs softly, arching her back.

“Anything, babe.” Erik says, smiling at her, watching as Brandon puts one of those large hands on her shoulder, the other on her breast, squeezing.

“Hmmm… I love all these hands on me.” She moans again, rocking her hips enticingly.

Brandon meets her hungry eyes as she rocks her hips in the air again.

...

Vi moans intensely, her eyes shutting tightly, her hand wrapped around Erik’s cock, stroking him rhythmically as she pants with arousal, Brandon’s fingers rocking inside her pussy.

“I want just your hands, boys! Hold back for me! Praise ME!” She squeals with pure pleasure as her pussy coats Brandon’s fingers.

She claws for Brandon, gesturing him closer, she tugs at his speedo, releasing his black cock, wrapping her other hand around him, stroking both men at the same time.

“Yes! Fuck YES! I love this!” She almost screams, her hips moving, her two hands wildly moving at different paces, Brandon three knuckles deep, racing across her entire body, Erik gropes her tits, his other hand being guided into her open mouth, sucking greedily as she throws her head wildly.

“Yeaurph!” She moans around Erik’s fingers. “Iurmph Cuhminf!” Her legs go tense, her hips shaking as she cums around Brandon’s two thick fingers.

She keeps stroking the man, desperate to finish them off. She turns her head and takes Erik into her mouth, sucking greedily, her tongue swirling around him. She pops her lips off of him and turns again, this time dragging her tongue on Brandon, looking up at him. “I want your cum! Cum on me!”

Brandon grunts as her lips slide off him again, taking Erik back into her mouth, sucking wildly. Her eyes finding his, her lips stretching into a horny, grateful smirk even around his cock. She winks before turning and taking Brandon back into her mouth, her hand finding Erik again.

“Fuck!” Brandon grunts as Vi’s stroking pushes him over the edge. Erik grunts, squeezing her breast as she pops her lips off, sticking her tongue out greedily as the men’s cum shots start to mix on her face, she pants heavily as she leans her head back off the table, grinning happily.

“You guys are so insane…” Brandon says, taking a step back and putting a hand on the table to steady himself, bending down to grab his speedo.