Chapter 12

"So, Ian, Des, you two are engaged to marry. Liam and I are now engaged as well. Blanca and Tina are engaged. Felix and Tammy are already married. That leaves Bacchus and Nina as the only true singles in this group. Allow me to propose this solution, assuming that Nina joins us, which I believe that she will. Bacchus should marry Nina, plain and simple. I know that this would shock your parents, but it is the obvious answer. Whether or not they realize what's really going on will depend on how much information you volunteer and how much they guess. That's what I think should happen," Becky informed us as she polished off her bacon.

"Fine by me. Nina could do a lot worse. Bacchus definitely knows how to fuck and has the gear for it. Of course, she will be part of the group if my plans work and all four men will be nailing her, plus all of the ladies. I still plan for Ian to put a baby in her, but Bacchus will certainly get a chance as well, as will Felix and Liam. It might even be fun to make it a game, have all of them fuck her when she's very fertile and see who puts the bun in her oven. I love the idea of them knocking up my little sister, my sweet Nina. Want to see her picture?" Des offered, while enjoying her French toast and feeding me a bite with her fingers.

"Sure," Bacchus grinned, thinking of their wedding night, which would be unorthodox, but would still be fun for both man and wife.

Des showed them what I had already seen. Nina was smaller than Des, but not extremely so. It was as much a matter of her petite build and rather short stature that made her seem as tiny as anything else. The younger sister had a very Mediterranean, olive complexion, as well as heterochromic eyes, the only trait that she shared with Des. Her hair was long, wavy, and chestnut brown. The women in Des's family never could bring themselves to cut their hair, or so it seemed. If Des had more of her Irish mother to her, Nina was definitely Italian.

"Fuck, yeah! I would totally hit that!" Liam reacted with obvious lust.

"So would I. Definitely. But then I've met her in person and I admit that she gave me some hard-ons. Sorry, Des, but it's true," I grinned as I confessed that information while I devoured my omelet.

"Oh, and you didn't think that I knew? Trust me, I am well aware that you've wanted to fuck her for a while. What man in his right mind wouldn't? No need to apologize. Just make sure you finish the job and fill her belly with your spawn," Des responded with a serious lip lock and a smile as she stroked my cock under the table.

"And mine," Felix added as he finished off his ham, egg, and cheese sandwich.

"Also mine," Bacchus chimed in, swallowing some orange juice right afterward.

"Mine as well," Liam declared, while wolfing down his Potatoes O'Brien.

"I wouldn't mind a little of your spawn myself. Would it trouble you terribly, ladies, if I let these men gang-bang me, just this once? I went off the Pill, because I'm tired of trying to seduce my brother into fucking me. He'll screw his boyfriend, but not me. He really must be gay, or just not into incest," Kerry, our waitress, informed us as she gave us the check, which Becky rushed to pay.

"Sounds gay to me, if he doesn't want you, though I suppose that he could be bisexual and monogamous or just opposed to incest. God have mercy, you're the sexiest waitress I've ever met!" I remarked on Kerry's classic white-blonde hair, baby blue eyes, and fair skin with a scattering of freckles.

Kerry leaned over in her top that barely covered all of her cleavage, making it clear that she wore no bra, and told me in her saucy voice, "Just for that, honey, consider me your permanent booty call. My ass is yours for life, whatever else I do or whomever else I date. I have never been so highly praised by anyone, though I've had some definite flattery in my time. I don't even care if it's true. A girl like me can never hear something like that too much. I will fuck you and anyone else you say, anytime, anyplace, whatever the risk to me. You call me, and I'm there. Here's my phone number."

"Well, Ian, I'd say that you just got yourself a living, breathing sex toy, all for your pleasure. Good work, man! Way to go!" Liam high-fived me as I programmed in the number.

"Kerry, if you feel that way, just move in with us, please. Do yourself and all of us a favor. Move in with Ian and the rest of us. We're planning to shack up and you could have permanent, lifelong access to Ian and every other person in this circle, sexually, for whatever both you and we desire. If your brother opens up to fucking you, his boyfriend and he could also join us, right? Wouldn't you agree with that, Ian?" Des proposed.

"Absolutely. I concur completely. I'd fuck you any day of the week and fifty ways to Sunday, and so would the rest of us. I need to make sure I save plenty for the others, but I would definitely take you up on your promised booty," I felt my cock stir seriously while Kerry topped off my coffee and even stirred in the cream and sugar.

"See, Kerry, you really ought to bring your sweet ass over as soon as you can for that gang-bang. Just not here. Do it where we can all have room to fuck you silly. I certainly wouldn't mind that mouth of yours between my thighs. You're not opposed to eating black pussy, I trust," Tammy, who had been surprisingly quiet, spoke at last while she ate the last bite of her sausage biscuits and gravy.

"Honey, I'd eat any of you gals out if Ian tells me to ... whatever Ian says goes from now on. He runs my life. Besides, the idea of some brown sugar doesn't sound bad at all. As of today, I consider myself Ian's slut. Aaron can kiss my ass. Oh, I'd still fuck him given the chance, and his boy-toy Leo, though it's hard to tell who's the bigger twink. It's part of why I want to fuck them so much, but I want Ian for other reasons, not just the compliment. Still, the compliment made it easy and sealed the deal. Even Aaron and Leo will have to deal with Ian's timing and plans, whatever they might be.

"So, how about that gang-bang? Don't worry, I'm up for anything that you guys want, especially Ian. Whatever it is. Hell, I'll clock out now if Ian asks me to. I can find another job. I will not find another Ian," Kerry confessed as she abruptly sat on my lap and let my hands roam her naked ass ... yes, she went commando!

"You got that right, no offense to the other guys," Des perked up.

"None taken. We're all unique, I think," Felix assured her.

"My sentiments exactly," Bacchus joined in.

"We can find you another job indeed, but hopefully your boss will understand you clocking out early one day, anyway. I'll try to convince him if you need any help with that, babe. If not, I'll hire you for something, trust me, or get you hired, if you prefer waiting tables," Becky promised Kerry, taking the opportunity to touch her cleavage lightly and playfully as she did so.

"In that case, how about it, Ian? Want a sexy waitress tagging along for the trip home? I swear, I'll be nothing but fun for you guys. Anyone in the group can fuck me at will, provided that Ian is cool with it. I belong to him now. If he wants, I'll even have his name tattooed on my body, anywhere he chooses. As for being a waitress, I love it. I get to serve people, especially the ones who make my pussy wet. Right now, I'm soaked, to be honest, as Ian can attest," Kerry pleaded with me.

"I certainly can," I answered, licking Kerry's pussy juices off my fingers, "Honey, there's no two ways around it. You're gonna fuckin' live with us. Get ready to be fucked good and hard by anyone I designate. You want to be my slut, that's the deal. Move in with us. Fuck us whenever we like. And damn well get that tattoo, on your fine naked ass! As for your twink brother and his beau, if they want to join in, the more the merrier. After all, we still want to add Nina, who absolutely must marry Bacchus. Your bro can marry his fellow twink. But what about you? No desire for a husband within the harem?"

"I'm your slut. That's good enough for me. I do not want anyone thinking that I want anything more than to serve you. That's all I want and that's what pleases me, to bring you pleasure and happiness. If I'm the odd woman out, so be it. Whatever you want me to do, I'll do it. I have no desire to marry, just to please you. Moving in with you? It's like a dream come true. If you want me to do amateur porn, I'll even do that. Hell, I'd do professional porn if it pleased you or even turn tricks for you if that turned you on. I'm all about pleasing Ian, more than anything else in the world," Kerry swore, not protesting even a little when Felix stuck his hand up her skirt and began stroking her clit.