But she looked back at Belle and said, “Seriously though. I need your help coming up with some good and logical reasons why we collectively need to tap the brakes. Because ever since Matty became the BTC's official boyfriend, I've started panicking we're all somehow gonna Lose our virginities before Christmas."

Belle snorted.

“Don't worry. Things would never get THAT crazy."

"Oooh, oooh. I wanna try again," Alice chirped enthusiastically as she knelt before me in front of the couch and once again wrapped her hand around my thick and throbbing dick

I groaned and Let my head loll over the backrest, closing my eyes and relishing the sensations of my long-time friend pumping my naked prick with her hand.

Based on Alice's mood this morning, I would have NEVER expected to be in this situation right now. And yet here I was, getting my dick fondled by all six of the BTC girls.

Yes, I said all six. Even Belle had joined in. Well, I didn't know

Belle was going to join in. I was a little busy sucking face with Zofi and therefore barely noticed when Mari quite literally handed my dick off to her best friend. Only when Zofi broke away to let Alice have a turn kissing me did I look down and notice the petite strawberry-blonde's small hands stacking up around my big dick with some room left over at the top.

I'm getting ahead of myself, aren't I?

At Lunchtime, Alice had indeed raised the notion of tapping the brakes on our runaway hormones, stating that while the original intent of “The

Rule" was for no one to literally “date” me and therefore take me away from the other girls, in practice The Rule had existed to keep everyone from getting too intimate with me. Physical intimacy and plain old

“doing sex stuff" would put us on a path where somebody would get feelings that may or may not be reciprocated, somebody would get hurt, and in the end the BTC could very well fracture. As much as I'd enjoyed

“doing stuff" with the girls, I couldn't disagree and figured that when we all ended up at my house this afternoon to hang out and grill dinner, per usual for a Friday, the girls would hammer out a clarified understanding of The Rule and we'd start rolling back some of the liberties the girls had been taking with my body lately.

I was exactly wrong.

Somehow, someway, as soon as we got to my house Sam convinced the girls that “fair was fair" and The Rule was about keeping a level playing field, not restricting the girls from getting too intimate with me.

“We're not fifteen anymore," Sam argued.

“Aren't we mature enough to push our boundaries a little? It's not like I'm asking you to have sex with him. But if Mari is woman enough to explore her sexuality a Little bit with the only man she's ever felt safe enough to explore with, who are we to say she's not allowed?"

That particular argument was what won over Alice. Naimh was already on the side of pushing those boundaries as far as they could go. Zofi was pretty chill about the whole thing, saying she'd go along with whatever the group decided. And of course Mari did NOT want to roll back being allowed to play with my dick and feel me sucking on her tits the next time there was an opportunity.

Belle was the Lone holdout, and in the end she just threw up her hands, barked a little angrily, "Fine! You sluts do whatever the hell you want. I'm going for a walk." And then she went for a walk.

Her little tantrum nearly stopped everything in its tracks. -I- certainly felt that if any one member felt that strongly about NOT crossing a particular line, the group really couldn't proceed. Wasn't that the entire point of The Rule? But Mari went after her, insisted she could change Belle's mind, and sure enough, in less than five minutes Belle came back and said she'd changed her mind.

No one was more shocked at the sudden U-turn than me. But with the matter apparently settled, the girls were happy to move on to other things. I got sent out to heat up the hot tub. The girls started chatting about other things, and an hour later I found myself surrounded by six hot girls wearing skimpy bikinis.

Five minutes after that, Naimh climbed into my lap and started a pleasant makeout session. A minute later, her hand slid into my swim trunks. The rather obvious way her elbow pistoned up and down made it clear to everyone else she was giving me a hand job and not merely rubbing my package, and Belle was the first to sweep all the bubbles aside, stare down through the water, and mutter dryly, “Oooh, big surprise."

Sam smirked and drawled, “Just don't make him pop. I-"

"Next!" Zofi interrupted before Sam could finish.

“Bitch,” Sam complained without any real heat in her voice.