Trouble comes in Three's

Chapter 6

Axel POV

The girls kept coming, and I was soon out of energy.

How many did I screw last night? I lost count. It's not that I was really counting; they all became a blur after the third one, and there were so many willing women, all different and sexy and oh so willing, a young man's dream come true.

One would leave, and another would enter, closing the door behind them, slowly stripping as they walked their way to the bed, trying to look enticing, and they were oh so enticing; they looked at me with hungry eyes and climbed in, licking their lips as if they were ready to eat me. I kept getting hard, and I had no idea that you could go that many times in one night.

What a wild night! I learned a lot, each girl bringing a different way that pleased her and me, and I loved every moment of it. It filled all my fantasies in one night. I think this will be in my dreams for a long time to come.

This was the way to lose your virginity. I sighed contentedly, lifting my arms over my head and relaxed sleep pulling at me.

I hope Austin had as good a night as I did.

The first girl I was with, the one that burst the virgin cherry, came into the bedroom, swinging her hips seductively; I cringed at the idea of going again; I had no condoms left, but she climbed into be with me, and snuggled up to my side, her hand drawing circles on my chest. I had no idea how late it was, and I was too tired to think about heading back home before I was caught out; I had had a great night and had nothing but blissful thoughts as I drifted off to sleep with her in my arms.

I woke and sat up startled, looking around the room. I was alone, and my clothes were a mess on the floor, something I never would have allowed at home. I was a little disorientated at first before remembering my night, and I lay back on the pillow with a huge grin, placing my arms under my head, and stared up at the ceiling as I thought of last night.

I couldn't wait to hear how well Austin went and then brag to Alex about it all. The smell of coffee hit my nose as the door opened, and the same girl came in carrying two cups of coffee; she was wearing only panties, her large boobs in full view. It seems nudity is not an issue here, and I got to see what I had played with last night: Hickies were on her neck, and I tried to remember if I had put them there or if I had been with someone else last night, too. It would not surprise me at all. She might have even been with Austin, and I found that I was not upset over that thought. These girls seemed to be happy to bed as many men as possible. I had never met such girls before. I was way over my head with all of this. I wanted to talk to Alex about it, but he might not want to listen; he was dead against us coming, saying we should save our first time to be with someone we cared about, and though I understood where he was coming from, I did not want to have to wait that long.

'Here, how are you this morning?' Her voice was soft and alluring, and her perfume soft and sweet. There was little about this woman that was repulsive to me in any way. I knew that even though she ticked all the right boxes for me, she would never fit in my world. As sad as that thought made me feel, it was true: This girl was not one to take home to meet her mother.

'Doing okay, thanks for the coffee.' It was hot, wet, and terrible, but I managed to make it go down without making a fuss about how bad it was. I did not want to offend this girl; I feel she is my ticket to attending these events in the future. I had never seen her before, so she did not attend my school. Now, if only I could remember her name. I was normally good with names, but for the life of me, I cannot remember her ever giving her name to me, and I would feel like a heel if I asked her, and she had told me.

'My name is Mocca. When you are ready, I will get Roger to take you back home; the shower is in there.' She pointed to a doorway, and I nodded.

I emptied my over-full bladder, climbed into the shower, scrubbed the smells of last night off my body, washed my hair, and chuckled when I realized this was her bathroom and I had just used a strawberry-scented shampoo. I did not think of bringing any personal products with me. We had not intended to stay the whole night, but it was a fantastic night, one I will never forget. I am sure by now Dad will know I am not at home and I am going to be grounded, but I feel what I experienced last night made it all worth it.

Once dressed, I followed Mocca to the kitchen, where most ate toast and cereals.

I looked about and did not see Austin. I thought maybe he was still in the shower or asleep.

After a quick greeting, I sat and ate some toast, half listening to the conversation. I pulled my phone out of my pocket only to find the battery had gone flat.

'Yeah, they came early in the morning when most of us were too drunk to defend ourselves or were in bed asleep.' One guy said, and I lifted my head up to look at the ones talking; someone not invited, gate crashed the party last night?

Did someone get hurt?

I was now concerned about Austin until I saw him and knew he was fine. I won't stop worrying.

'What happened?' I asked, and all that sat at the table turned to look at me, some frowning, others not knowing who I was, just shrugging at me.

'Four men came storming in, pushing doors open, and dragged some poor sod out the door; he was still naked.' One of the guys said.

'What guy? What did the men who took him look like?' I pushed, needing as much information to give Uncle Scott when I told him about this. Fear of grounding is no longer an issue with me; no one should be taken out screaming for their beds.

'No idea, they had black hoods on and dressed all in black.' Another guy said.

'Who did they take?'

'No idea. They had put a hood over his head. We are waiting to see who is missing. We were all so drunk last night, we had no chance to do a thing, it happened so fast.' A large guy said, and I think if he had not been drunk, he just might have taken on four guys.

'At least no one was hurt.' A girl spoke out loudly, and I glared at her. Not hurt. What do you think about the guy that was taken? Does he not count?

I grabbed my phone and cursed because I forgot it was flat.

I needed to find Austin and get out of there.

It was dangerous for us to be here, and we had been so stupid to come here in the first place.

Did I have fun? Yes.

Do I regret it? Nope.

I only regret that we stayed all night instead of leaving after the first or second girl. I enjoyed this experience until now, when I can see how dangerous it is. I should never have left our security team. It is not worth the risk, and I will not likely do it again soon.

I walked to each room upstairs, pushing open each door in the hunt for my brother. I opened each door and did not find him, which made me more worried. There were only so many doors left to check. When the room was empty, I headed to the bathroom to ensure I was not in there; this place had so many of them.

Then I opened the door and froze. Austin's clothes were on the floor. Shaking my head to clear it, I rushed to the bathroom, hoping he was in there, but it was empty. I went back into the room and started to collect Austin's clothes. I found his phone; it, too, was dead.

Dad is going to kill me if he gets to me before Mum.