I hear Chloe and Ben moving down the hallway, knocking on apartment doors as they make their way toward mine. I can’t help but wonder what they’re hoping to “borrow” this chilly December morning. A few days ago, it was baking soda. Last week, cinnamon and cloves for some holiday recipe. And two weeks back, a pinch of salt. Don’t get me wrong — I love being a helpful neighbor — but it’s definitely become a pattern. When they finally reach my door, they’re grinning from ear to ear, each sporting outrageously festive holiday sweaters.

“Wow, are you two headed to a tacky-sweater party or something?”

I ask, half teasing.

“Nope,”

Ben replies, sounding more surprised than defensive.

“We’re decorating our apartment for the holidays,”

Chloe chirps,

“and thought we’d really get into the spirit!”

She glances down at Ben’s oversized sweater, then at her own snug one, and sheepishly asks,

“Are these really that bad?”

“No, they’re… fine!”

I say, lying smoothly. Fine enough for a tacky-sweater contest, if nothing else.

“Do you happen to have a small ladder we could borrow?”

Ben asks.

“We need it for the tree topper and some garlands around the living room.”

“Sure,”

I say, an idea popping into my head.

“Actually, I don’t have any plans until later. I could come help.”

“Really? Would you?”

Chloe practically bounces with excitement, clapping her hands. That sweater can barely contain her energy, and I can’t help but smile at her enthusiasm.

” Chloe, I think, I’ll help you all fucking day.”

“Sure, why not?”

Sure, why not … make sure I get my fucking ladder back afterward!

Chloe and Ben might be a bit naive and forgetful, but I really do like them because are also very sweet, earnest and fun-loving. Chloe is almost flirty sometimes when we end up on the elevator together. Come to think about it, so is Ben. Hell, I’d do them both, given the chance. Wouldn’t it be fun to wrangle that?
I help them with their tree first, stringing the lights up to the top, hanging the higher ornaments and topping it with a golden star that Ben hands me.

” Would you like me to top your brown star, Ben? “

Next, I help them string garlands across the walls from up in the corners. To get the stepladder into the last corner, we have to move the couch over a few feet. Ben stands at the other end, pulling, while Ben helps me push.

Shifting the couch reveals a clear bag that had been hidden under one end. It appears to contain a bright pink dildo, a purple-bejeweled steel anal plug and a tube of lube.

“Oh, sorry, dude,”

| whisper to Ben, nudging them back under the couch, figuring that they were not-yet-wrapped gifts from him to Chloe.

“Huh? What’s that stuff?”

he asks.

I hear a sharp intake of breath from Chloe as she covers her mouth with one hand, which is far too small to hide the redness flushing her face.

“Those were supposed to be your surprise gifts,”

she murmurs, a mix of frustration and excitement in her voice.

“Remember what we talked about last week?”

Ben is even redder than Chloe, struggling to find words.

“I… I wasn’t really sure… I…”

I grin and tease,

“Hey, don’t question a good surprise. These look like a lot of fun.”

“You really think so?”

Ben asks, curiosity flickering across his face. Chloe’s eyes stay fixed on me, sharp and attentive.

“Absolutely,”

I reply with a sly smile.

“Some things are fun alone… or with company.”

“I told you!”

Chloe huffs, mock-exasperated.

“I’ll need to get something else if the surprise is spoiled. But that also means…”

“That means,” I finish for her, “you don’t have to wait for the holidays to enjoy your new toys.”

“Well then, let’s see what we’ve got here,”

Ben says, a mischievous gleam in his eyes.

In addition to the dildo, anal toy and lube in the clear bag, there’s also a black strap-on dong further under the couch.

“I thought that might be fun to try,”

Chloe says demurely. Yes. Sooner than later, hopefully.

“Okay, I get most of these,”

he says as he removes the pink dildo from the bag and holds it up,

“but what would I do with this one?”

I can’t tell whether he’s being facetious. Take control, Joe! Show them! I grab the dildo from his hand, hold it in front of my mouth, lick my lips provocatively and fellate most of its length. As they both stare, mouths agape, I deadpan,

“That’s what I do with mine, anyway.”

Recovering, Chloe steps in and slurps on the fake cock next, demonstrating some good tongue technique that I wouldn’t mind receiving. If you want to get to Chloe, I caution myself, you should go through Ben. She hands it to him.

“Your turn.”

Tentatively, Ben puts his lips to the tip, then uses his tongue to lick its length and swirl around the glans before sucking it in and taking a few bobs.
Hell, that looks as good as Chloe’s work.
I offer to take another turn, leaning in and licking the dildo’s silicone “balls,” slurping up the shaft to meet Ben’s mouth. When he doesn’t freak out at my lips meeting his, I deftly remove the toy, wrap my hand around the back of his head, press my mouth against his and probe with my tongue.
Ben squeals into my mouth in shocked surprise, but his tongue dances with mine and he doesn’t pull away. Chloe declares,

“Oh, this is on!”

and yanks off her sweater, followed by her bra. Remember, Joe, stay with Ben right now, and you’ll get your chance at those those titties.
Chloe stands behind him, pulling off his sweater while I kneel and remove his pants, a very enticing erection springing out. Grinning, I ask Chloe,

“Can I take the first turn on this one too?”

Wide-eyed, she slowly nods her head up and down in approval. After watching me suck Ben’s manhood for a moment – mmm, tasty! – she kneels behind him to lick his ass crack. He groans in appreciation.
I pick up the anal plug. “The key to these steel ones is warming them up first.” | briefly suck on it, then pass it to Molly, also kneeling, to suck on while I resume blowing Ben.
She breaks open the lube, moistening the device and Ben’s asshole while I pleasure him.

“Okay, here it comes.”

Gingerly, she places the plug against his hole and waits until he loosens. It slips in after some time, feeding me a couple of delicious cumdrops from his prostate.
She pulls off her bottom layers, offering a quick glimpse of her tantalizing twat. Patience, Joe, you’ll get there. Harnessing the strap-on, she moves
behind him.

“Ready to lose your cherry, baby?”

He can’t say no. And doesn’t. She removes the probe, releasing another dollop of cream across my tongue. Then she gingerly replaces the steel plug with her wearable. He lets out a long, deep, masculine groan as she slides into him, feeding me yet more precious goo. Slowly she starts pumping him, rubbing her hands over his chest and telling him how great a fuck he is. Thanks to this and to my work, it isn’t long before his body shudders ecstatically, delivering a full multi-squirt load of his funky spunk. Now you’ve got them where you want them, Joe.

As Ben calms down, Molly helps remove my clothes, and then they worship my cock together, alternately licking and sucking. He appears to find his first taste of cock enjoyable, and I’m thrilled to finally make contact with Chloe’s mouth.