Kendall Vs. Twins

Not to be an arrogant ass, which fuck knows, I've been accused of more than once. But if you can have any woman you want – yeah, any – why are you gonna shut the door on that, to be stuck with one that's soon gonna be all over you and not in the right way?

So when I saw Kendall at Derick and Alicia's party I knew I wanted her with a heat I'd never known before. And maybe that's what this is about. This crazed attempt to make that happen, so I can get her out of my thoughts and move on to the next. Because the last couple of weeks since that brief glimpse, have not been remotely normal for me.

“What the fuck, just bed her and get it over with,” my brother told me, exasperated when we went out on yet another weekend and I was too distracted to make the game work.

“I haven't even called her yet. I'm still a long way from getting her in my bed.”

“A long way? That's what I'm talking about,” he told me. “The Hunter I know so well lives up to his name. He only requires a babe to accept a cocktail, before she's begging him to take her back to his place.”

“Maybe two if she's playing hard to get,” I quipped.

“And maybe not even one if she's heated.”

I roll my eyes.

“That's my boy.” He slaps my back.

Rhino's always gotta remind me he's older. Even though it's only by less than three minutes. And wiser. And got a bigger dick. That last one is debatable by the way.

“Are you fellas using that stool?”

The blond squirmed and jiggled her way between us, her eyes holding Rhino's imprisoned as she grazed across his cock, while her round ass cheeks shimmied over mine. Her glass was one mouthful from empty and when she released Rhino from her hold over him, she downed the rest in one.

“You need refilling,” he told her, making it a statement.

“Always,” she purred. “Need filling.”

Rhino's eyes flashed at me, letting me know the play was about to begin. One thing about Rhino, he always knows exactly which girls are up for dealing with both of us. For some girls in New York it's become a rite of passage to bed two men at once. Being adored from both sides is an experience their hungry bodies can't get enough of.

Being twins, Rhino and I are accustomed to doing everything together. The first girl we kissed, way back in elementary, had to take both of us on her lips. Still, since Rhino's grown his hair down his back and wears it wild or in a man bun, while I rock business short, we look a lot less similar.

The girl's hand is resting on Rhino's thigh, her painted nail thumbing the side of his bulge. He's devouring her ample cleavage, the tops of her tits spilling from the tightly buttoned top.

He bats me another look filled with meaning and I slide up to the bar close to Cindy or Candy, something like that, and take my usual post. She flicks a look over her shoulder and writhes herself back into my ripped chest wall.

“Oooh, someone's got hard ridges,” she coos.

“Yeah? You should feel mine if you like it hard,” Rhino tells her.

She doesn't waste a second to oblige. Her fingers move up to his abs and she lets out a little gasp as though mega impressed by his rack.

“You like that?”

“Oooooh I doooo. I like it a lot.”

I know Rhino wants me to engage in the play. To ramp up the joking competition between us to get Cindy or Candy all breathless with the attentions of two competitive macho guys. To satisfy him I step up to the plate and before she's even finished her new Cosmo, we're heading for the door and a cab.

“Wow, this is some place,” she breathes all kitteny when I unlock the door to our apartment.

The view uptown is pretty spectacular, plus the Diptyque candles have been burning since we went out. The entire place is filled with a seductive aroma.

“Isn't is dangerous to leave candles burning alone,” she whispers, wrapping her fingers around the stem of the champagne glass I hand her and taking mine along.

She tugs me to her and turns up her face to plant a kiss on my mouth while her other hand slides down ov

er my cock. Rhino comes up behind her and cups her hips in both his huge hands as he buries his face in the crease between the side of her neck and her shoulder. She throws back her head with a loud moan and leans back into him. This one's gonna be a screamer for sure. I hope there won't be any more complaints to the co-op board because we barely got through our last executive meeting.

It took us working all our charm on the ladies, an elderly pair not immune to a couple of hard bucks. Plus a couple of thousand dollar bottles of scotch, delivered to the gentlemen of the board, before the threat went away.