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themselves and retired to their bedroom, wishing she had the guts to ask if she could join them. No more watching them walk around shirtless while her mouth watered at the thought of licking the line of crisp hair that ran from their navels to what she was convinced had to be truly impressive cocks.
Wiping angrily at her wet cheeks, Maggie wondered what she should do. She had come to this college from out of state, so she couldn’t simply run home. The spring term would be over in a month. She could go back home for the summer and either transfer to a college near there or ask her parents if they could help her afford to rent her own place next fall.
But that still left her with a month of uncertainty. She was a full-time college student. She didn’t have a part-time job. The monthly dorm and food allowance from her parents was used to contribute to Alex’s house bills, which her parents had given their blessing to when she told them she had moved in with the two sweetest gay men.
She was just beginning to realize the true hopelessness of her situation when there was a knock on her bedroom door. Startled at the sound since it was in direct violation of their privacy rule, Maggie could only stare at it mutely.
“Maggie? We need to talk.” Alex’s muffled voice came from the other side of the door.
“There’s no need to apologize, so go away,” Maggie called back.
“I have no intention of apologizing,” Alex replied in that deep baritone of his.
Intrigued by his words, Maggie found herself crossing the room and unlocking the door. As soon as she had, Alex pushed it open and stepped fully inside her room when he caught sight of her.
“Oh, Mags,” he breathed as he saw the tearstains on her face. “I am so fucking sorry.” He pulled her tenderly into his arms.
“I thought you didn’t come here to apologize for what happened?” Maggie asked, her voice muffled by his broad chest while he held her tightly to him.
“I still don’t,” Alex said as he leaned his upper torso slightly away from her so he could cup her face in one of his large hands. “But you deserve an apology for making you cry,” he continued as he stroked his thumb gently along her cheekbone.
“So, why are you crying, Mags?” He whispered his question to her. “I thought it was good for you.”
“Huh?” Maggie asked, confused by his words.
“Well, unless we are seriously out of practice, we were pretty sure that we made you come. You did come, didn’t you?” he asked worriedly.
“Yes,” Maggie found herself saying before she could stop herself, and her face bloomed with color.
“That’s a relief,” he breathed. “But you still haven’t told me why you were crying.”
“Because I have to move out, now,” Maggie wailed forlornly before bursting into fresh tears. Alex quickly pulled her back into his steely embrace and rocked her comfortingly while stroking her back as her tears wet his T-shirt.
“Why would you think that?” he whispered against her hair.
“Why?” Maggie cried out. “Why do you think? You were there. I know you were there!” An angry note had crept into her tone at how dense he was being.
“Yes, I was there. Believe me, the memory of that is branded into my mind for all time. But it doesn’t explain why you think you have to move out.”
“Move out?” Jess gasped from the open doorway. “Oh, hell no! You are not moving out on us, Mags. We won’t let you. Besides, you don’t have anywhere else to go.”
“I know that!” she cried, pushing out of Alex’s arms and brushing angrily at her tears. “Why do you think I’m crying? I have to move out of here, and I don’t want to!”
“Nor do we want you to,” Alex stated reasonably.
“How can I stay? Do you really expect the three of us to develop amnesia and just continue on as if nothing has happened?”
Alex and Jess both shook their heads at her. “I told you that memory was branded in my memory for all time. And frankly,
Wiping angrily at her wet cheeks, Maggie wondered what she should do. She had come to this college from out of state, so she couldn’t simply run home. The spring term would be over in a month. She could go back home for the summer and either transfer to a college near there or ask her parents if they could help her afford to rent her own place next fall.
But that still left her with a month of uncertainty. She was a full-time college student. She didn’t have a part-time job. The monthly dorm and food allowance from her parents was used to contribute to Alex’s house bills, which her parents had given their blessing to when she told them she had moved in with the two sweetest gay men.
She was just beginning to realize the true hopelessness of her situation when there was a knock on her bedroom door. Startled at the sound since it was in direct violation of their privacy rule, Maggie could only stare at it mutely.
“Maggie? We need to talk.” Alex’s muffled voice came from the other side of the door.
“There’s no need to apologize, so go away,” Maggie called back.
“I have no intention of apologizing,” Alex replied in that deep baritone of his.
Intrigued by his words, Maggie found herself crossing the room and unlocking the door. As soon as she had, Alex pushed it open and stepped fully inside her room when he caught sight of her.
“Oh, Mags,” he breathed as he saw the tearstains on her face. “I am so fucking sorry.” He pulled her tenderly into his arms.
“I thought you didn’t come here to apologize for what happened?” Maggie asked, her voice muffled by his broad chest while he held her tightly to him.
“I still don’t,” Alex said as he leaned his upper torso slightly away from her so he could cup her face in one of his large hands. “But you deserve an apology for making you cry,” he continued as he stroked his thumb gently along her cheekbone.
“So, why are you crying, Mags?” He whispered his question to her. “I thought it was good for you.”
“Huh?” Maggie asked, confused by his words.
“Well, unless we are seriously out of practice, we were pretty sure that we made you come. You did come, didn’t you?” he asked worriedly.
“Yes,” Maggie found herself saying before she could stop herself, and her face bloomed with color.
“That’s a relief,” he breathed. “But you still haven’t told me why you were crying.”
“Because I have to move out, now,” Maggie wailed forlornly before bursting into fresh tears. Alex quickly pulled her back into his steely embrace and rocked her comfortingly while stroking her back as her tears wet his T-shirt.
“Why would you think that?” he whispered against her hair.
“Why?” Maggie cried out. “Why do you think? You were there. I know you were there!” An angry note had crept into her tone at how dense he was being.
“Yes, I was there. Believe me, the memory of that is branded into my mind for all time. But it doesn’t explain why you think you have to move out.”
“Move out?” Jess gasped from the open doorway. “Oh, hell no! You are not moving out on us, Mags. We won’t let you. Besides, you don’t have anywhere else to go.”
“I know that!” she cried, pushing out of Alex’s arms and brushing angrily at her tears. “Why do you think I’m crying? I have to move out of here, and I don’t want to!”
“Nor do we want you to,” Alex stated reasonably.
“How can I stay? Do you really expect the three of us to develop amnesia and just continue on as if nothing has happened?”
Alex and Jess both shook their heads at her. “I told you that memory was branded in my memory for all time. And frankly,
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