A wordless answer.

In an instant, the atmosphere had shifted to something more serious, prompted solely by Grace’s sudden question. I had no idea what to answer, I had no idea what they wanted to hear from me. The only thing I knew for certain was that avoiding the situation would be a mistake.

I had to do it. Something was kicking me in the back of the head, telling me this was a chance. My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it. I had to go with my gut feeling, to trust that sixth sense that told me the girls were so infatuated with me that doing this would not only be okay, but was also the correct answer.

I reached out my hands to Mila and Sarah. They both took one with curious looks and I pulled them close, embracing all three girls in an awkward, but powerful hug. Their bodies squished against mine from the sides and from the front.

Before they could say anything, I kissed Sarah. The athletic blonde was a little surprised, but I pushed on. The moment my tongue brushed her lips she opened her mouth to meet it with hers. She put her hand on the back of my neck and moaned into me.

After a long moment, I pulled away and looked at Grace. I leaned forward and she welcomed me lovingly. We kissed with lips only for a few moments, but then she started licking my chin and nibbling my lower lips as we made out.

After a few more seconds, I broke the kiss with her to look at Mila. I didn’t have to do anything, as she came to me tongue first. I pulled her in closer with my arm around her waist, not wanting her to think for a second I hadn’t planned on kissing her, too.

After we parted, I began glancing around the room until I found what I was looking for right behind me. A stack of 10 gym mattresses reaching up to my waist. I looked at the girls again, and though my voice had a hard time coming out due to the nerves, I still managed to speak.

“Bend over the mattresses.”

I half-expected them to laugh or say something to tease me, but they didn’t. They grinned sultrily and did as I asked, laying on their stomachs and with their feet on the floor. Sarah was to the left, Grace in the middle and Mila to the right, all of them presenting those beautiful, perfect, shorts-clad butts to me.

I kneeled behind Sarah first. My hands were surprisingly steady as I hooked my thumbs at the side of her shorts and pulled them down. Her pussy was just a little moist. I squeezed her butt gently and then started licking her slit.

“Mmmph!” Sarah’s body tensed for a moment as she moaned. She pursed her lips tightly and said nothing while I tasted her. All I could hear was her heavy breathing and the sound of her fists clenching over the mats.

I licked her for a bit longer until I had her wet enough. Then I moved over to Grace. Like Sarah, she didn’t say a thing or even turned to look at me. She simply let me do as I wished. I pulled down her shorts and was greeted by her already wet pussy. I was starting to notice that anticipation really got Grace going. I started eating her pussy, too, and she sucked in a deep breath as her body quivered lightly.

I wasn’t at it for long, as I needed to move over to Mila. I pulled down her shorts, and she was just like her friends. Silent, wet and eager. I started by kissing her inner thighs and slowly making my way up to her pussy, letting my tongue inside once I finally reached it. Mila scratched the mat to keep herself silent and steady.

The three of them were now wet and excited. I could practically smell their arousal. It helped give me the confidence I needed. I was doing well. I could continue.

I moved behind Grace again, and I could see a couple of drops of her juices run down her left thigh. I gave Sarah’s and Mila’s asses a nice squeeze before I got three fingers inside them. At the same time, I shoved my tongue inside Grace’s pussy, and the three girls had to bite down on the mat to keep their voices down.

My fingers moved with expert coordination, like I was playing the hardest guitar solos in each hand. No, I was sure I still couldn’t play the guitar as well as I could pleasure these girls. Each spot I touched seemed to give them a new, ecstatic sensation that made them squirm. My tongue wasn’t falling behind, making Grace hold in her voice, resulting in cute, short moans. I could pleasure three girls at the same as if I’d done it a thousand times over, and it felt amazing, empowering.

I made them come at the same time like it was premeditated, even though I was just following my instincts. I watched them tremble over the gym mats, holding onto them tightly while they grunted. Their beautiful butts were lined up in front of me, pussies quivering and dripping.

I hoped that could somehow convey my answer to them, as speaking the words would make me feel like a disgusting hypocrite. I wanted them to be mine, and I couldn’t bear the thought of them being with anyone else. I couldn’t admit that out loud, so making them come like this was my attempt to convince them that… they didn’t need anyone else. I was enough.

“Holy shit…” Grace spoke, giggling tiredly. “You, sir, are getting your dick sucked so fucking hard during lunch break.” She stood up, wobbling a bit before she steadied herself. She then walked up to me, kissed my cheek and added casually, “No sex today, though. Today you are Mila’s, so save it for after school.”

“Good thing we’re going to the showers,” Sarah said, running her finger along her drenched slit before she put her shorts back on. She shuddered. “Shit, that was good.”

“Come on. We need to get out of here before they start suspecting something,” Mila said, also fixing her clothes.

Grace unlocked the door and stepped out. Sarah walked past me, but not before kissing my cheek as well and giving me a naughty look. Mila also approached me and kissed my cheek, but she also added, “Message received,” before she joined her friends.

Was it really? They liked it, but I started doubting the meaning of my actions had gotten across properly. I should’ve just said it. I should’ve been clearer! But...

Dammit. I hated myself so much.