Acceptance

"Aaaahhh! R-Roxy!!"

'My baby's dreaming about me! Oh, I just know it's a naughty one too!'

Roxy hilted her fingers in Elliot's butt and wiggled them, sending him over the edge.

"Aaahh! Aaaaaahhhhhhhh! I...I love you!"

'Cum for me, baby! Cum for, Roxy!'

Roxy licked her lips and was completely enamored by the view of Elliot's penis dribbling its small load. He let out no more than 4 or 5 drops of cum that was so watery that it quickly was absorbed by the sheets below him. She continued to pump her fingers into his butt for a few more seconds before pulling them out causing a faint popping sound. His butthole winked at Roxy a couple times before tightening back as if nothing happened but not before some of her cum got inside him.

'Dontcha worry, Elliot! I'll turn this hole into a nice and tight top of the line pussy! Oooh, I'll have ya hollering like a rooster once I get my trouser snake in ya! Mmmm, We'll go at it like rabbits everyday non stop. You're gonna love having my cock in ya!'

She put her still painfully hard cock back in her legging and made sure to put the underwear she cut off of Elliot in her pocket before leaving. She quietly left their apartment and called the elevator. Once it arrived on her floor and the doors opened she went inside quickly hitting the button for her floor. As soon as the doors opened on the floor where she resided she ran to her unit and got inside leaving a trail of white gooey drops behind her. Lola was sitting on the couch, reading a book and raised her head to look at her friend whose face was bright red along with a pulsing bulge going down her thigh that had cum dripping from its tip.

"So uh....you just checked on him, huh?"

"Y-Yeah! That's...That's all!"

"Suuuuure! I'm sure that's all you...Is...Is that his underwear hanging out of your pocket!"

"W-What?! Course not!"

"You horny bull! How tight was he?"

"Tight?! H-He...He...Oooh, tight doesn't do him justice!"

" I was kidding! Please tell me you didn't fuck him in his sleep!"

"No! Imma respectable woman, Lola!"

"Uhuh, what did you do then for you to be dripping cum all over the floor?"

"I just...slid my cock back and forth a couple...a couple dozen times between his butt!"

"Annnd?"

"Then...I...I creamed him like an oreo with my cum! There wasn't a big mess...N-Not a real big one at least!"

"Well that's a better outcome than what I was expecting to be honest!"

"You have no faith in me!"

"Not when it comes to stuff like this. You're like a rabbit in heat but you have a cock that belongs on a horse!"

"And I'm damn proud of it! Now, if you'll excuse me I gotta find out how to take this damn ring off! The family jewels are feeling mighty hefty because of it, if ya catch my drift!"

Lola watched as Roxy began walking to her room, still dripping cum all over the floor. She was about to bring her attention back to her book when she realized something.

"Wait a sec? How'd you know he was so tight if you didn't fuck him?"

Roxy stopped dead in her tracks as she was reaching for the door knob on her bedroom door. She turned to face Lola with a nervous smile before answering her.

"I uh...I may have fiddled with his butt a bit!"

"YOU DID WHAT?"

"I know it sounds bad but all I did was...finger...his...butt...until...he...Okay, maybe I did get to horny and go too far but c'mon Lola, it Elliot! He's so...perfect!"

Lola got up with a stern face and approached Roxy placing a hand on her shoulder. She was going to scold her friend but realized she had no right to. Especially since she had her own fun with Carl! Her face softened before she spoke to her friend again.

"Listen, we both like them but we can't fuck this up. We're not trying to just plunge our cocks into their big...tight...juicy....Argh, y'know what I mean! If we want them to love us to love our cocks...then we gotta ease 'em into things."

"Whose leg are you pulling? Cause I know ya ain't believe a word of what ya just said!"

"SO! One of us has to be the voice of reason we both can't just think with our cocks all the time!"

"Sure we can! I got a plan and all you gotta do is follow my lead! Trust me by tomorrow night those boys won't be boys anymore and they'll love every second they spend on our cocks."

Lola studied Roxy's face for a second before deciding to trust her instincts which when it came to getting into people's pants, more specifically their holes, were second to none.

"Fine, I'll follow your lead!"

"Alrighty, then!"

"In the meantime go do something about that leaky pipe of yours you're starting to form a puddle."

"But I can't cum with this ring on. How'm I supposed to take it off when I'm this...No!"

"Yup!"

"Aw, c'mon!"

"Get in there and stop making a mess, Cockzilla!"

"Anything but that! Y'know I hate cold showers!"

"Ugh, fine! I'll help you out after you're done! Happy now?"

"Oh, Lola! I can't believe you're gonna let me have a go at that big ol booty of yours! I've been wanting to..."

"Have a go? Are you insane? We're both futas, that would be weird!"

"Maybe for you! Rump is rump to me! If it's looking nice and it's tight I ain't got no issue burying my cock in it!"

"I...I don't even know what to say to that but the answer is still no."

"Soooooo...A blowjob?"

"Absolutely not!! I'll...jerk you off or something."

"Your boobs gotta be out too!"

"Fine, now get..."

"And I get to cum your face!"

"Get in the damn shower before I change my mind!"

Lola couldn't help but smile as she watched Roxy eagerly rush into the bathroom. She shut the door behind her and Lola heard the sound of the shower being turned on, laughing at the sound of Roxy groaning underneath the ice cold water. She went back to the couch to resume reading her book but was distracted by one thought, one question repeating in her head.

'Hmmm, I wonder how tight Carl is?'

Chapter 3: Matching Outfits & a Party!

The rays of morning light peered their way into the boys rooms through the cracks of their blinds. Neither were morning people so it took a few seconds for the light to wake them from their deep sleep. The first person to wake up was Elliot. He had awakened from his deep booze induced slumber feeling as if he'd just slept for a full day. His eyes were unfocused at first but slowly adjusted themselves to the light shining directly in face. He stretched his arms and legs to wake them up after being inactive for so long. Normally the stretches felt good and they did this morning but they also came with an odd sensation.

"Why...Why does my butt feel weird?"

There was no possible way for him to know that he had his big butt fingered in his sleep. He tried to think about what happened last night but was only meant with a blur of images, all of which were incomprehensible. He did recall finishing the cup of alcohol that Carl had made everyone, realizing how stupid it was to do so when every sip felt like a fire was going down his throat. Elliot was still pondering the events of last night when he heard a groan in the hallway.

"Uuuugh! My fucking head!"

Carl had woken up and was making his way to the bathroom. Elliot figured he'd ask him if he remembered anything from last night. He got to his feet and made his way to the door wondering how his stack of video games had fallen on the floor. He chalked it up to himself drunkenly knocking them over last night and opened the door to see Carl slowly making his way to the bathroom they both shared. As he got closer he could see that Carl wasn't in any better shape than he was. Elliot waved his hand and said good morning to his best friend who turned to face him revealing Lola's handywork.

"Carl...What the fuck is on your face?"

"My face? What are you...Jeez dude, put some fucking pants on!"

Elliot looked down and was shocked to see he had been walking around with his tiny penis out in the open. Embarrassed, he quickly put his hands over his crotch to cover himself before turning around to go back to his room but Carl stopped him after noticing Elliot's butt.

"Dude, what's all the white stuff on your ass?"

"White stuff on my ass? You got some on your face!"

They both went into the bathroom together with Elliot still naked from the waist down, covering his genitals. Carl went straight for the mirror above the sink and couldn't believe his own eyes. It looked like some kind of liquid had dried on his face leaving behind flakey white marks. Elliot was right next to him and used the giant mirror on the back of the bathroom door to inspect himself. He turned around and was equally as confused as Carl. He had the same mystery liquid dried on his butt with a majority of it being between his cheeks.

Elliot looked at Carl and was about to ask him if he had any idea what the stuff on them was but noticed him wincing as he was massaging his jaw.

"Carl, you okay dude?"

"Yeah, I'm good. My jaw's a little sore for some reason. What'd we do last night?"

"You're asking me? I woke up this morning and my...N-Nevermind!"

"Nu-uh, spill it dude! We need to figure out what went down last night!"

Elliot grabbed his towel off the wall and made his way into the shower, closing the curtain behind. He was thinking whether or not it was too personal to tell Carl about the odd sensation he had felt in his butt when he woke up. He turned on the shower, letting the hot water run down his body. It relaxed him and gave him the clarity to see that they were both in the same boat so sharing information would only be beneficial.

"My...my ass!"

"It's big, jiggles all the time, and eats everything you wear! What's new?"

"It uh...it felt weird this morning."

"Weird? Like...good weird or bad weird?"

Elliot had to focus on the sensation for a second before answering.

"Good, weird! Like...I just got something I needed after so long of not having it."

"Hmmm, that is odd!"

Carl washed his face and began brushing his teeth while Elliot was in the shower. He was wondering what could have possibly happened for his jaw to ache and for Elliot's butt to feel the way it did. He was going over the facts in his head when he heard Elliot's voice call his name this time with a bit of worry behind it.

"C-Carl?"

"What's wrong?"

"Did...Did we embarrass ourselves in front of the ladies? I don't remember them leaving!"

Carl didn't answer and instead tried to remember when they left. He went through the events of last night in order. He remembered the elevator ride up, them arriving at their apartment, the drinks, and then nothing. That was everything he could recall so there might have been a chance that they did embarrass themselves in front of the ladies.

"I...I don't think so. I can't remember!"

"Fuck, dude! Roxy was amazing and I wanted to hang out with her again. Carl, if we fucked this up then I..."

"Don't jump to conclusions! We don't know that for sure."

"But what if we..."

"Shut and listen! Here's what we're gonna do. We're gonna..."

*BZZZZ*BZZZZ*

Carl looked at his phone that was resting on the side of the sink and saw that it was ringing with the caller ID saying it was Lola. He didn't remember exchanging numbers with her but figured it was also another aspect of last night that he couldn't remember. He looked at Elliot who had peeked his head out of the shower with a confused look before answering the call. There was silence for a moment as the call connected but after a few more seconds Carl heard the sexy Spanish voice he'd fallen for saying his name.

"Hola, Carl!"

"H-Hi, Lolao! Uh, last night..."

"Oh it was great! Roxy and I are so happy we met you guys."

Carl released a sigh of relief. He walked into the living room and Elliot quickly turned the water off before stepping out of the shower following him wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. Carl looked at Elliot who sat on the couch, his mood now visibly better after hearing Lola's statement about them. To Carl it looked like Elliot had just gotten the best news of his life which he completely understood. It wasn't everyday two smoking hot babes like Lola and Roxy came into their lives wanting to be with them. He looked back at his phone, remembering the mystery of last night that him and Elliot were trying to solve.

"Lola?"

"What's up?"

"What...What did we do last night? Elliot and I can't remember anything after the drinks and this morning when we woke up there was...?"

"White stuff on you guys right?"

"Y-Yeah!"

"I brought you guys some smoothies to sober up but you two were so drunk that you both made a mess on yourselves."

"Listen about...Elliot and I don't normally drink so we're light weights. We're sorry you two had to take care of us."

"It was nothing! You two fell asleep pretty fast. I took you to your room and left. Mmmm, te veías tan caliente con mi semen en tu cara."

"What?"

"Oh nothing! I was talking to myself. Anyway, you two need to get ready."

"Ready for what?"

"We're all going shopping today. A friend of ours is throwing a pajama party tonight and we're all going wearing matching sets."

Carl looked at Elliot who had a worried look on his face. Neither of them had a good track record when it came to parties or clubs. They always ended in one of two ways. The first being that they felt out of place and were eventually singled out by someone for their appearance which made them feel even more uncomfortable. The second was the few times they actually enjoyed the social gathering, they were just ignored by everyone to the point a party of 50 boiled down to a party of 2. Even though the woman he wanted more than anything invited the both of them, Carl had to take into account his best friend's feelings and it was obvious he wasn't a fan of going.

"Uh, Lola, parties aren't really our thing!"

"Aww, pleeease! Roxy and I already told our friends we were coming with our new boyfriends!"

That singular word rang in the boys' ears and kept being repeated by their brains. They both wanted the ladies so badly but to hear Lola claim them as their boyfriends was by far the happiest moment of their lives. Elliot's once worried look about the party had vanished and morphed into a child-like giddy smile unable to control himself at the news Roxy was his girlfriend. Carl noticed his friends change and muted his phone before asking Elliot if he still wasn't up for going. He didn't so much as blink an eye before telling Carl that as boyfriends it was their job to make their girlfriends happy. Carl understood the message and unmuted his phone to give Lola their final answer.

"Okay, we'll go. When are we leaving?"

"About that...we're kinda outside your door right now!"

"What?!!"

Carl ran to the door and looked through the peephole, seeing Lola And Roxy waiting for them. He quickly ran back into the living room and told Elliot to get ready, who ran to his room causing his big buttcheeks to clap together. Something the ladies outside the apartment heard and smiled at. The boys quickly went through their wardrobe and threw on the first pair of clean clothes they found, not wanting to keep the ladies waiting. Carl finished first and threw on a white long sleeve shirt with a pair of black yoga shorts. Elliot came out of his room a few moments later wearing a gray t-shirt and a pair of red volleyball shorts that had the word juicy written on the back.

Carl looked at Elliot's choice of pants with bewilderment which Elliot quickly picked up, addressing the question he knew was on his friend's mind.

"Before you ask, no this wasn't my first choice. It was the only pair of clean clothes I had. Can't believe I'm leaving the apartment dressed like this."

"I'm not doing that much better dude, although...my ass cheeks aren't hanging out the bottom of my shorts!"

"Ughhh, are you fucking serious! Do none of my clothes fit me any more?"

"I'd say no! And Elliot?"

"What?"

"Why'd you buy the pair that says juicy on the back!"

"This was the only brand that fit my ass, okay! It was either juicy or BBC on the back!"

"Well you definitely can't wear the second option. That'd be false advertising since you clearly don't have one!"

"Hey!"

"BBC? More like a small tootsie roll!"

"Fuck you, dude!"

Their quick exchange eased their nerves about leaving the apartment in the womens clothes they swore they'd never wear outside the confines of their unit. Carl looked at Elliot one more time, giving him a thumbs up which he returned before opening the door. The ladies weren't even facing them talking to each other not noticing the door had opened. Carl and Elliot didn't say anything, too distracted by the sight in front of them. Both ladies were wearing matching white maxi dresses that hugged their curves so well the boys could make out the small muscle movement of the ladies' great asses. Elliot was in a trance staring at the perfect southern booty in front of him and let his unfiltered thoughts flow from his lips.

"W-Wow! Roxy looks even better than yesterday!"

Hearing her name she turned around, giving Elliot the big smile he had fallen for before pulling him into a deep hug that buried his face into her large breasts.

"Morning' Elliot! I'm so happy you're...Ooooh my!"

"W-What?"

"Your pants. Juicy doesn't do you justice young man!"

Roxy was looking over Elliot's shoulders and staring right at his big chocolate ass that was barely contained by his volleyball shorts. She licked her lips and felt her cock beginning to grow, thanking Lola in her mind for reminding her to put on a thigh strap to keep her cock from pitching a tent so big it'd scare off even the bravest of sluts. Roxy glanced at Lola and smiled at the sight of her kissing Carl while grabbing two handfuls of his butt that looked even perkier in the yoga shorts he was wearing.

She held Elliot in the hug for a couple more seconds before releasing him from her warm boob filled embrace. Elliot looked at her with eyes that yearned for more and Roxy couldn't help but think about the girly voice he'd make as he rode her cock like a true cowgirl. She grabbed his hand and began leading him to the elevator with the other two lover birds right behind them. The ride down was quiet but not awkward like last time. Everyone was too busy being in the comfort of their respected partner to talk. Once they made it to the lobby, Jonas once again greeted everyone with a big smile but looked perplexed after noticing the clothes the boys were wearing.

Roxy noticed that the confused look Jonas was giving the boys was starting to get to Elliot. She knew that it was a look they'd get throughout the day, especially with how the boys were dressed. She had thick skin and couldn't care less about other people's view of her but knew Elliot wasn't the same. To take his mind off of things she put his arm around her waist and slid his hand down until his hand was right on the butt he'd kept sneaking glances at since they first met. Roxy could feel the nervousness in his hand and nudged Elliot to get his attention. They made eye contact and she blew him a kiss while shaking her butt in his hand. Elliot blushed at first but Roxy could tell he got the message by the way his hand began grabbing her butt.

His attention now fully on Roxy and the ass he'd dreamed about, they all walked out of the building, making their way to Lola's car. The walk was short since the parking garage where the apartment's tenants parked was only a block away and Lola parked relatively close to the entrance. As they walked towards her car the boys were left speechless at the vehicle in front of them.

"Woah! Lola, your car's awesome!"

"Why thank you, Elliot! She's an oldie but it was my dream to own her."

"Old? It looks like it's brand new!"

"Yea, that's cuz me and Roxy take good care of her. Mmmm, we take real good care of the stuff we like!"