Circle Jerk With The Bois

It hit me like a softly like tender revelation.

I dreamt of the day when you tiptoed into my mind.

All the memories and the daydreams filled with haze inside my mind.

All the pining and restless nights.

All the **** games and quests.

Did it lead to this?

This was insanity.

It hit me like that tray clattering on that cafeteria table in those days gone by.

The sheer absurdity of the situation.

Then and now

Do I really want Emma to fuck them, to fuck my friends?

Mike, Trent, Ben even Owen.

What the fuck is this situation.

Does she really want me to masturbate in front of all my friends?

"Show me" Emma mouthed urging me along with her eyes and hand. Her eyes looked sad yet wistful with hope.

As if she wanted.

No.

She needed me to do this.

Was this all a test? What was even real? Our entire relationship seemed like a farce to me. My mind raced with further and further delusions each wilder than the last.

I could never have hoped to reach her.

I was always lost in the lonely bubble of my fantasy worlds. I could have never have dreamed it in my wildest fantasies.

She was like an otherworldly being from from a fantasy world like her ethereal Eliona. She lived in a world that lay so far away from my station.

Yet there she was.

Touched.

Covered in the cum of someone I called my "friend"

Naked from the waist elegant, resplendent, and composed, despite the mess of cum, sweat, and pubic hairs that adorned her perfect beauty.

Her right hand moved ever faster. Her usually bright eyes were a dull sadness taking in my lifeless body. Emma looked into my gaze with a **** plea in her eyes. She reached out with her left. She tilted her face upwards towards me pleading with an outstretched hand.

Beckoning me.

Beckoning us.

When did it happen? When did she weave a spell over us? My hand slowly crept lower. Lower to my crotch slowly caressing myself. Slowly, lightly, just like Emma would tease me.

I didn't care anymore.

"Show me" Emma declared to the room

I reached into my pants and showed her.

Her quiet words broke the bubble of my reverie, just like that tray hitting the cafeteria table on that fateful day. The chaotic introspection was washed away by her voice. It broke the bubble and the sounds of rapid wet slapping crept into my ears.

Blinking, I moved my eyes away from her gaze and cast it about the room. I shot a glance at Mike. His face mirrored mine warped in confusion, guilt and shame from the animalistic arousal that took him.

Mike, Trent, Ben, and Owen.

Masturbating

We were all the same

Caught in her spell.

Just like me.

"Oh so you do want to play!" Emma chirped. She smiled impishly like a satisfied cat. She hopped off from a her perch with a pep in her step as she scanned the room with a renewed hunger in eyes in search of prey. "Finally! Let's see who can win Eliona's heart tonight"