You maintain your secret

With the feast over and Phiaza departed for home, you retire for the evening. There is comfort in the familiar and the nostalgic, as you get ready for sleep in the room of your childhood and adolescence. As you undress, you stare out of your small window and up at the woodland canopy to decompress. You feel exhausted, more so than when you marched all day from the temple to the Rusted Dragon. This is different, this a mental, emotional exhaustion. Unconsciously, you've been on the defensive ever since you entered the city, just waiting for someone to say some horrible thing about your human friends, or about you for associating with them. Your parents were at least warm and kind hosts, even if there was still an undercurrent of bias and prejudice. Phiaza was a different story; he didn't say anything outwardly negative to or about Bruce, James, or Kraig, but the way he constantly looked at them, you knew there was contempt. You get the sense that if you were to stay here and let them continue the journey without you, you would never hear the end of it.

Perhaps that's why you're so defensive, you think. It's not just a matter of defending your good friends, but yourself. Your father is at least willing to humor your wild, adventurous nature, but you suspect it's because he still sees you as his 'little flower', as a child, not as a fully grown and adult elf. He may also be harboring his own childish fantasies, wishing that he had done what you are doing at his age. Instead, he went and did the responsible thing, what everyone expected of him. You don't begrudge him for it; your childhood was blissful, but it's not something that you can replicate in your own life. They never understood your desire, your need, to go see the rest of the world; Phiaza especially.

You groan as your mind dwells on him. What an ass he was making himself into. He seemed so angry, so possessive of you. Maybe it was just him dealing with his emotions after you being absent for so long, but a part of you knows that probably isn't true. It's why you wrote him the letter saying you were leaving, rather than telling him directly. All the more frustrating when you remember that you two hadn't been that committed of a relationship for a long, long time. You'd stopped seeing each other, both had other romantic interludes, and came back to each other, but never on a firm, romantic footing. Maybe you're just not cut out for romance either, you wonder. At least, not the domestic romance that everyone else seems to envision. A strapping, sturdy, type who was ready to see the world with you, bravely explore any cave, any dungeon, just to find out what's there? That you could see yourself with long term.

Wouldn't you know, two men fighting exactly that description come sneaking into your room. Kraig and James Dowton; the troublemakers. You smile as you see them come in, but are immediately nervous about their self-evident desires and plans. They walked in skulking, butt naked, trying to hide their erections behind their hands.

"What are you two doing!?" You whisper in delighted shock.

"We couldn't sleep Fiana. Figured you might be having trouble too" James responded. "Looks like we were right."

"Guys, you can't be serious!" You start defensively "my mother and my father are just down the hall. Can you imagine what will happen if we get caught?"

"Than we won't get caught" Kraig responded quickly and confidently. "Come on, we know how to be quiet." As they move their hands away and surround you outside the bed. Your eyes gravitate towards their strong, proud erections. "Besides, you can't deny that you weren't thinking about it too. At least a little bit" Coyly, Kraig pulls the heavy blanket back to reveal your body, also fully in the nude. You resist a nervous laughter, embarrassed to be seen like this, despite them being quite familiar with your body.

"Fine!" You say quietly as sit up. "Ya, I was thinking about sex. I was thinking about how much more I like human cock than I ever did Phiaza" The two men enter your large bed with you, sitting on their knees.

"Seriously, what is his problem? I know you said not to expect a warm welcome, but I think he tried to kill us with his eyes." James said as he watched you take position on your hands and knees, between the two of them.

"We used to be a thing. I think he suspects that he's been replaced, and is angry about it."

"Ya? Than let's really give him something to be angry about" James responded with typical belligerence. Grabbing a knot of your hair with one hand, he quickly shoved his cock in your waiting mouth. Though forceful at first, he slowed down shortly after, returning to a slower, more sensuous pacing. His familiar, musty scent filled your nose, and you quickly became intoxicated by it. James let go of your head and let you be in control. As your thick saliva started to drip from the base of his cock down to his balls, you start to work on his brother. Displaying your talent, you blow him without any use of your hands, using one for support while the other reaches down between your legs and begins to fondle your own pussy, rubbing your tiny, eager clit.

You take a few minutes of alternating between the two Dowton's, until both glisten in the night with your spit. James, ever the mischief maker, looked to push the edge of what he could get away with while keeping silent. As you continued to please Kraig's cock with your mouth, he started to move behind you. Out of sight, you started to imagine his cock entering you and how great that would feel. You were shocked to find yourself proven wrong. Rather than a cock, you feel his tongue, trying to shove itself into your ass. The shock causes you to stop your blowjob as you gasp for air with the new experience. You arch your back and try to look behind you to watch him. Although you can't make that happen, your arched back allows you move back and forth, pushing your asshole further into his face, and his flickering tongue.

"I don't believe you James, you are so bad!" You let out as your body tenses up.

"Just giving you a reminder of who does it better, and to give you a little primer."

"Well, you better get at it quick. I don't know how much longer I can keep from making a fool of myself."

"Don't worry about that Fiana. We certainly won't dawdle."

Kraig pulls away and lies down on the bed alongside you. You easily move to the side and hover over him, with James following behind, holding onto yours. You slowly let Kraigs cock slide inside your eager pussy, and wait for the sensation of James to enter your wet, tongue-fucked ass. Your heart already races, your breathing is heavy, before they even get started. As they start to saw in and out of your holes, your whole body turns to fire. In this moment of lust and depravity, you are given two firm reminders; the cocks inside you, that are telling you with every thrust that you are where you belong, and you made the right decision to leave home.

The Dowton brothers don't mess around with going slow and soft; it's never been their way, and now's not the time for it either. The longer you are all at this, the more likely you're going to get busted. Despite you having loved on their cocks for so long, because you are getting it in both holes, they are actually able to outlast you. Your body tenses as you feel yourself about to cum, and struggle with everything you have to not shout it out. James tries to help, putting his hand squarely over your mouth to keep any sound from escaping. He also inadvertently starts to pull you back, causing both dicks to find their way even deeper inside you than they were already. Your orgasm comes even stronger now, your body convulsing in waves. As you finish, the brothers let themselves go and start to pound you fast. In your post orgasm bliss, wedged between these two strong men, there's nothing you can do but take it. There's nothing you want to do but take it, to let them fuck you forever. Each of them start to slow down as they reach their own orgasms, the act necessary to keep their own sense of control and prevent from grunting like wild apes as they cum. You're nearly brought to a second orgasm you feel both your ass and pussy fill with their hot, thick loads, and revel in the lusty feeling of those loads slowly drip out, as James and Kraig pull themselves out.

"We'll let you get some sleep now Fiana." Kraig added as they left your room "Tomorrow's going to be interesting, I'm sure. Hope you get some good rest too."

Lying in a puddle of cum and sweat, you know you'll sleep better in this bed than you ever have before