"Here's your food, Pharaoh; c'mon say, ahh." Said Sara lightly while smiling as she sat on Tut's bed with half a sandwich in hand, trying to feed him, though hiding under the blankets made it rather difficult for her.
"Haa, Sara, you've been trying nonstop for five minutes; he's not going to eat it." Said Jean with a sigh as she sat beside Sara and watched her try to feed Tut.
"He'll cave in eventually; c'mon, Pharaoh, I made this sandwich with love, so just eat it, please." Replied Sara as she used her hand to remove the blanket off Tut before hovering the sandwich before his mouth, which he promptly pushed away before covering himself once more.
Against my better judgment, I had allowed both Sara and Jean into my room; I didn't want to, but when she threatened to tell Jean the time when I accidentally drank her urine by mistake, I reluctantly opened the doors and allowed those two in. Jean was staying quiet right now, which I appreciated, and while I know Sara was trying to cheer me up, she was really just annoying me at this point; I was in no mood to eat, much less talk. I just wanted to be alone.
"Here's the airplane, ahh." Said Sara as if she was feeding a baby; she removed the blanket again, only for Pharoah to angrily grab her arm.
"Stop, Sara, I'm not in the mood!" Stated Pharaoh while glaring at Sara, who dropped the sandwich while grabbing his arm in pain.
"P-Pharaoh, i-it hurts." Muttered Sara with a pained expression as she held her arm, only for her to sigh in relief when Pharaoh finally released her arm.
"You okay, Sara?" Asked Jean as she checked upon Sara's arm, which had a red mark, before glancing at Pharaoh, who had hidden himself back underneath the blankets.
"Y-Yeah, I'm fine; nothing broke." Said Sara lightly as she opened and clenched her hand repeatedly, ensuring her arm was fine.
"Sorry." Muttered Tut quietly from underneath the blanket, his voice barely audible.
"Apology accepted, though I'm also sorry. I was behaving a little selfishly, and I kept trying to cheer you up forcefully." Said Sara with a slight smile before sighing to herself as she looked at Pharaoh, who simply nodded his head.
"However, while I may not be able to forcefully cheer up, I can at least speed it." Added Sara with a slight smirk as she got underneath the covers alongside Pharaoh and embraced him in a hug, surprising Jean.
"Eh, a-are you sure you should be doing that, Sara?" Asked Jean as she gave Sara a skeptical look, finding her actions slightly indecent.
"Yeah, why not? Get your mind out of the gutter, Jean, and come join me." Replied Sara as she gave Jean a confused look before urging her to join as well.
"O-Okay, i-if you say so." Said Jean with a light blush as she lifted the blanket up with her telekinesis, which she's gotten very good at controlling over the last two years, before lying down right in front of Tut, though Sara intervened.
"Hmm, let's switch sides, Jean." Remarked Sara lightly as she glanced at Tut's crotch before looking at Jean, who tilted her head in confusion but didn't bother questioning.
"Sure." Muttered Jean with a nod as she lifted both her and Sara with telekinesis before switching their spots; now Sara was in the front while Jean was hugging Pharaoh from the back.
Once the two finally settled down, causing the room to return to silence, with only the sound of our breathing and beating hearts, I let my mind rest while enjoying their touch, which I will admit was helping me, knowing you'd have people to come and help you when you were at your lowest was refreshing. For several minutes, we stayed in this tranquil position, yet unfortunately, this friendly atmosphere had to have been ruined, and by the one who started it no less.
Feeling a hand grope around my groin, I opened my eyes and stared right into Sara's vibrant green eyes; I tried giving her a signal to stop with my eyes, though she either didn't notice it or she simply ignored it, and I was more inclined to believe she ignored it. As Sara continuously groped around my groin area, my crotch started to get hard, and while I could've forcefully suppressed it, I didn't; stopping my dick from getting hard didn't mean I still didn't feel lust and the other emotions that came with it, so despite Jean being literally right behind me, I didn't bother to stop myself.
I really just wanted my mind to think about something other than my Dad, and so I allowed my lust to grow until it eventually overpowered the various other emotions I was feeling. With lust now at the forefront of my mind, Sara slowly zipped open my pants before also pulling my underwear down a little, freeing my dick as she started stroking it with her soft hands.
While Sara gently stroked my dick, I looked behind me and saw Jean lying with her eyes closed, though I could tell she was still awake; I wasn't an exhibitionist, but with Jean right behind me, all she needed to do was lift up the blanket or simply read Sara's mind, and we'd be found out, yet for some reason, it thrilled me and aroused me even more.
'Maybe I am an exhibitionist.' Thought Pharaoh lightly as he suddenly bit his lip, suppressing a grunt of pleasure when he felt Sara use both of her hands to stroke his dick.
Since Jean was right behind us, we couldn't speak, not without alarming her, so for the next few minutes, we silently engaged in a sexual act before I reached my limit, which I expressed by saying the word without making any sound. Sara got what I meant since not only did she start to speed up, she slowly moved down toward my crotch, and when I felt a pair of warm, wet, soft lips wrap around the head of my dick, I stopped holding back, and I let everything into her mouth. My dick felt like a hose that was finally unblocked as I cummed in Sara's mouth until my balls were empty, and only when I finally stopped cumming, did she exit from underneath the blanket and open her mouth as she showed all of my cum, sitting inside her sexy mouth before she drank it all, a sight that aroused me beyond measure.
I was about to make an excuse for Jean to leave so I could get it going with Sara, but before I could, I heard both Gwen and Peter knocking on my door, causing me to internally sigh as I slowly pulled my underwear back up and zipped my pants; hell, even Sara looked disappointed, so I wasn't the only one eager to get freaky.
"Pharaoh, you okay?" Asked Peter softly as he slowly opened the door and peeked his head through while Gwen stood behind him.
"No, but I feel a little better." Replied Tut quietly as he felt his lust slowly dwindle while his previous feelings returned, though he still gave Sara an appreciative look, to which she responded by smirking and kissing him on the cheek.
"Well, you've got two beautiful girls hugging you; if this wasn't enough to at least slightly improve your mood, I don't know what was." Said Gwen lightly as she entered the room after Peter, the two sitting down in a chair and on the ground.
"I'm a woman, I'll have you know, Gwen." Said Sara with a slight frown as she eyed Gwen sitting in an office chair.
"That doesn't make this situation better, Sara, a woman hugging a teenage boy in the bed; I'm getting pedophilia vibes." Added Gwen lightly as she folded her arms and leaned back in the chair while Sara stayed silent and instead looked at Pharaoh, who merely flashed a smirk.
"Speaking of pedophilia, whatever happened to that sixth-grade science teacher?" Asked Jean as she opened her eyes and looked at Peter and Gwen.
"Mr. Capsley? Don't know, ever since he got exposed for doing it with that eighth grader a few years ago, he was fired, and we've never heard about him again." Remarked Peter as he fixed his glasses while tapping his chin before glancing at Jean, who smugly smirked in victory.
"Hmph, he's probably in prison somewhere; I hope he accidentally drops the soap." Said Jean with a satisfied huff.
"Tch, He did go to prison, but I happened to overhear from my Dad that he was released on good behavior; in fact, it's already been about ten months since he was freed." Replied Gwen with a small scowl as she clicked her tongue, annoyed the teacher practically got a slap on the wrist.
"Tsk, dammit; lucky bastard." Muttered Jean, her choice of words slightly surprising everyone.
"Woah, you hear that, Jean just cussed." Remarked Peter in fake awe as he covered his mouth and looked at Gwen.
"I know, I can't believe it; I didn't know Jean could be so bad-mouthed." Added Gwen sarcastically as she placed her hands on both of her cheeks, copying the Picasso painting.
"Jean, are you okay? The Jean I know would never cuss." Asked Sara in fake concern as she touched Jean's forehead, though it was promptly slapped away.
Besides a huff of annoyance, Jean didn't bother responding to their mocking remarks, causing the three to laugh; I wanted some peace and quiet, yet hearing my friends behave normally and laugh was equally soothing. It made me feel like everything was alright and I had nothing to worry about.
'Haa, I like this.' Mused Pharaoh with a soft smile as he enjoyed the voices of his friends and girlfriend.
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