Sweet Corruption
Title: Sweet Corruption
Part: 8 of 20
Pairing: group slut fic...
Author: Jules
Feedback: I'd love it. Thanks.
Rating: NC 17
Disclaimer: This is a story that I made up all on my own. I do not know or pretend to know any of the Backstreet Boys, their wives, girlfriends or friends. It is fiction, pure and simple.
Rules of the Game~Howie~
I can’t believe that Nick arranged all of this himself. He says AJ helped, but AJ’s been my best friend for forever and I know what he’s capable of, and this is definitely not in his range. Nick never ceases to amaze me, and what I think is the funniest is that they don’t know I know why they’ve brought me here.
Okay. I admit it. I’m not entirely sure as to why I’m here, but I know they’re up to something. I hope it’s not some sort of intervention. Although, I don’t know what they’re supposed to be intervening... But do people who are victim to group interventions really know about it beforehand? I mean, if they knew that their friends were going to attempt to stop them from doing something they are doing, would they really go? Its like, I know they’re going to all lock me in a room and go preachy on me... So I can go in and face it, or go off and have fun... Hmmm, which would I pick???? So I know they’re up to something.. But with Nick, you just never know. It probably has something to do with sex. Everything has to do with sex of some sort with him. Must be the hormones.
I ring the doorbell and wait for someone to let me in. I see Kevin and Brian’s car in the drive, so I’m the last one to arrive. Kevin opens the door and smiles at me. He’s nervous. Why would he be nervous? My spidey sense is tingling and I feel as though I’m being lured into some sort of trap. He gives me a stiff hug and leads me into the den where AJ and Brian are talking.
"D. What’s up bro?" AJ asks, motioning for me to sit down. He’s more calm and relaxed. Maybe Kevin hasn’t gotten laid in a while and is a little uptight. It’s been known to happen. He seems to get crabby when he goes too long without sex. Nick walks into the living room with a tray, carrying wine glasses.
"Sweet D. Good to see ya. Now we’re all here. Dinner is just cooling down a bit, here’s some wine." He passed out wine to everyone and sat down beside AJ, entwining their fingers together. "Sorry I’m late. Traffic was insane." We’re all pretty much silent, so I thought I’d say something to break the quiet.
"Oh god. Don’t worry about it. I was a bit late putting dinner in the oven, so it gave it some extra time to cook." Nick domestic? Who would have thought. He’s not just a pretty face.
So we all just made small talk until Nick finally gave us the go ahead to sit at the table. I have to admit, they’ve really outdone themselves with the house. It’s beautifully decorated for tonight, definitely an intimate setting for dinner.
~AJ~
When Howie walked in the door I thought I was going to bust a nut right there. I don’t think he’s ever looked fucking hotter, it’s like he knew what we were planning and wanted to make us work for it. If I wasn’t so intrigued with Nick’s plan, I would have walked over to the chair he was sitting in and begged him to fuck me. Right then and there. He’s wearing a pair of dark blue jeans and a tight black shirt. The jeans show off how fucking hot his ass is, and the shirt is hugging his muscles. Teasing us with that body underneath.
When Nick joined me on the couch I grabbed onto his hand and squeezed hard. He pretended to kiss my neck, but whispered into my ear. "I know baby. Tonight. It’s all going to happen tonight."
I sure as hell hope so!
Dinner was delicious. I can’t believe how good a cook my Nick is. Everything was perfect and even Howie was saying that it was amazing. And usually nothing comes close to Mama D’s cooking. We ate our lasagna and garlic bread first, and then afterwards had our salad. Which at first didn’t make sense to me, since everyone knows that the salad comes before the meal, but apparently Nick had researched for tonight. He told us that usually, in traditional Italian households, the salad comes after the meal. It’s usually just lettuce and tomato in a oil and vinegar dressing, and is extremely light. It doesn’t feel heavy and gives you time to digest the pasta you just ate before moving onto desert. Reason #439 that I love him!!
Before and during dinner, Nick also made sure that our glasses were never empty. The wine was flowing like water almost, so needless to say a few drinks in and we were all a little giddy. Not drunk. We didn’t want to be drunk for the game, but toasty. Letting our inhibitions drop. Or, well Howie’s inhibitions anyways. We ate and talked, just relaxing and spending time with each other. Something we don’t get to do all that often. Not it just being the 5 of us. There’s always outsiders around. Crew and other people... So we’re never alone. So tonight it was just about us. The five of us getting together for dinner. And... Well adventure I guess.
~Brian~
Oh my god. Could D look any more fuckable? Could any of them be? When we were all having our wine before dinner, I almost was regretting that we had to eat. It just seemed to be taking up precious time when we could have been doing so many other things. I had to stop looking at Howie because I know he’s going to wonder why I look like I’m about to pounce on him and rip his clothes off. My eyes travel to Nick and AJ, and that’s no better. Nick’s wearing a pair of khaki pants and a button down shirt, and AJ’s in his leather pants and tee shirt. And even Kevin looks fuckable tonight. Not that I will... The ick factor is just too much for me there... But I could be persuaded to get almost to the point of fucking him. Perhaps a nice blow job... A kiss where I can taste his mouth...suck his tongue. Whatever.
But now here we are, dishes are in the dishwasher and we’ve moved our way back into the den. We’re all a little more relaxed thanks to the wine and I know it’s almost time to start. Nick, Kevin and AJ are all sprawled on the couch comfortably, Howie’s on the floor and I’m on a chair. I see AJ and Nick exchange glances and it’s time.
~Nick~
I want to get this party started. Not only am I wanting Howie right now.. But damned if I don’t want AJ, Brian and Kevin too. It’s funny because no matter how many times I’m with them, I want more. We’re talking about Howie’s latest cruise and he’s telling us about the details. He’s so passionate about the DLF and a jolt of pride flows through my body. I’m so proud to know him, and I hope that whatever happens tonight doesn’t ruin what we’ve got.
"So. What does everyone want to do now?" I look from AJ to Brian to Howie and finally Kevin, as if I’m actually looking for suggestions.
Everyone basically just shrugs and Howie looks around the room questioningly. I think he’s caught on that something’s happening. "Well... If no one has any ideas, I’m thinking we play a little game. What does everyone think?"
AJ looks at me and gives me a sexy smirk. "What type of game Nicky? I remember what happened last time you came up with a game for us to play."
"Yeah. Blind, naked twister was definitely more of a challenge than I’d anticipated." Brian giggled, silly from the wine.
I looked over and smiled at the look of shock on Howie’s face. He slowly turned to face me and I winked at him. "Nah. I’ve got a special game for us to play. It’s in Howie’s honour actually.. Since he’s usually not in attendance to our dinner parties..."
"These are the reasons I don’t usually come Nicky." I could detect the nervousness in Howie’s voice.
"You afraid of us D?" I teased, hoping that he’d call me on it. He did and he stared at me, an indescribable look on his face.
"What’s the game Nicky." Kevin turned on the couch to face me, running his hands up and down my chest.
"Well. It’s called Sweet Corruption." I looked at Howie and smiled, licking my lips slowly. "What it is, is this." I got up and walked over to the cabinet by the kitchen and pulled out a pad of paper and 3 dice. I put out a red dice, a green dice and a yellow dice on the coffee table, removing all the magazines and throwing them on the end table. "Howie. Pick a number between 1 and 5."
He looked at me with a skeptical expression and I just stared at him. "DO IT."
"4." His voice was barely audible.
"Now, pick a body part."
"Mouth."
"And an action."
"Running."
I laughed and took a gulp of my wine. "No. Not like an action action, but like... Oh I don’t know.. Something you’d do to someone." Howie’s eyes narrowed and I think he was on to me.
"Kiss Nicky."
This was easier than I’d thought. "Okay. So Howie’s 4 on the red dice. Mouth is 4 on the blue dice and kiss is 4 on the yellow dice." I wrote that down so we’d remember as the night wore on.
"Kevin?" I asked, looking at him.
"1, ass, lick." I smiled, writing that down.
Without looking up I called Brian’s name.
"5. Tattoos. Stroke."
"AJ."
"3. Cock. Suck."
"I’ll be 2 then. I pick neck and spank." Looking around I saw 3 sets of eyes that were filled with lust, and one that was completely wary. Distrusting. I think he fully understood the extent to this game and what the plan was. Good. This might work out better than I’d planned. "So here’s the deal. We all have a number. There are 5 body parts, and 5 actions to perform on those body parts. The 6 will be a wild card. If you get a 6, it’s whatever you choose."
Brian pretended to be confused and asked, "I don’t get it Nick. What do you mean?"
"Well Brian, I’m so glad you asked." God we’re cheesy sometimes. "Say I go first. I roll the red dice, then the blue dice and then the yellow dice. If I get Brian, ass, spank. I have to spank your ass. If I roll AJ, suck, neck. I get to suck on his neck. But if I roll a 6 on the red dice, I get to pick whoever I want to do what it says to. Or if it lands on the 6 for any of the dice, I get to do whatever I want. BUT. Before you get to do it, you have to reveal something about yourself. You can’t just go, but you have to earn the right to perform the action. Same with receiving. If you roll me, suck, cock. Before you suck me off, I have to reveal something about myself."
Kevin smiled larger than I think I’ve ever seen him smile. There had been points of the game I hadn’t told them about. I’m really proud of this idea and I wanted to surprise them with it.
"That’s a fucking amazing game Kaos."
"Thanks Kev. So you guys in?"
"Fuck yeah."
"Let’s roll.
"Bring it on."
"I don’t think so."
I heard Kevin, Brian and AJ speak, and then as Howie spoke I stopped. "Huh?" That was to Howie.
"I don’t think so. I... I’m not playing."
"Why?" AJ asked, concern in his voice. I think the concern was more for Howie’s discomfort than anything. Above everything, Howie was AJ’s best friend and he didn’t want to pressure him.
"Just.. I don’t want to. Is that okay?" He sounded nervous. I had to think fast.
"Yeah that’s fine. Ummm. If you want, you can watch us play, and if you change your mind you can join in later. Is that okay?" Brian smiled at me, giving me props on my quick thinking. Oh yeah. I’m the shit.
"Whatever." He tried to sound non challant about it but I heard the lust in his voice. Now we just had to get him to want to join us.
"Um Nick?"
"Yeah Kev?"
"What happens if we like roll, spank neck? Ain’t no one spanking my neck."
"Well.. The person can either re-roll the spank or the neck. The rules can be bent, we’ll just adjust them as we go."
We all moved so we were sitting around the coffee table, Howie still on the chair above us. I took the red dice and shook it in my hand. "Well roll to see who goes first." I rolled, 5.
Kevin. 4
AJ.6
Brian 2.
AJ’s roll! He picked up the dice and threw them.
Red: 1
Blue: 3
Yellow 3