I wiped the last remnants of Ryan’s cum from my lips, exchanging a glance with Emily. We were both still kneeling, flushed from what we’d just done, but there was no hesitation in either of our eyes. We were both too turned on, too far past the point of stopping. After you’ve just given a blowjob to your best friend's partner in front of your closest friends, boundaries start to feel a little loose, not to mention we were both pretty drunk. 

I turned back to the group, voice steady despite the pounding of my pulse. “Alright, just to be clear, Emily and I will both go down on Matt and Tyler. We’ll switch halfway through. But neither of them is allowed to finish as that might sway their vote.” I smirked. “And after that, they’ll pick a winner.”

Tyler sat forward immediately, eyes gleaming as he tugged his swim trunks down without hesitation. His cock sprang free, not particularly big, but the veins prominent, already hard from anticipation. He leaned back, spreading his arms wide over the back of his seat, exuding pure confidence. “Sounds fair to me.”

Ryan “Wow Tyler, you talk a lot of game, for someone with such modest equipment. Tyler’s cock was quite small, although it had some girth to it. It was sticking up proudly, the veins pulsing with Tyler’s excitement. 

Tyler just laughed and leaned forward, giving me and Emily an exaggerated wink. “Heads up, ladies. I may not be the biggest, but I damn sure know how to use it.”

There were a few chuckles, and then Sophie, who had been lounging nearby, let out a snort. “It’s true.”

All eyes turned to her.

Sophie shrugged, taking a sip of her drink like it was no big deal. “We had a thing for a bit. He was fun.” Her hazel eyes flicked to Tyler. “Never had any complaints. And I’m not exactly easy to please.”

Tyler spread his hands like that settled the matter. “Told you. Skill over size.”

Matt, on the other hand, was slower. He swallowed, glancing around at the others before his fingers finally gripped the waistband of his shorts. His reluctance made the moment stretch, the tension thickening as everyone waited.

Tyler, always the shit-stirrer, smirked. “What’s wrong, Matty? Getting stage fright? You’re not even smaller are you?”

Matt shot him a look but didn’t rise to the bait.

The group was still laughing when Matt finally took a breath and pushed his trunks down.

And holy. Fucking. Hell.

There was an audible pause, followed by wolf whistles.

Emily let out a low, appreciative hum. “Damn, Matt.”

Rachel arched a brow. “Jesus.”

Sophie smirked. “Alright, that’s just unfair.”

Matt shifted uncomfortably, his cheeks slightly pink even in the dim torchlight. He wasn’t the type to boast, but there was no hiding it, he was by far the largest of the group. Thick, heavy, with a length that made even Tyler, the self-proclaimed ladies' man, let out a low whistle.

Tyler blinked, then let out a short laugh. “Well, shit, man. I would’ve kept my trunks on if I knew I was gonna be compared to that.”

Jenna grinned. “Too late now.”

Emily, who had been watching Matt with clear interest, bit her lip. “You sure you’re not hiding any horse ancestry, that thing isn’t human?”

Matt exhaled, shaking his head. “Can we just get on with this, unless everyone needs a few more minutes of staring at my cock?”

I smiled, feeling the the moment settle over me, the heat, the anticipation, the sheer delicious tension. “Oh, don’t worry,” I murmured, locking eyes with Emily before looking up at the two men in front of us. “We’re going to do much more than stare.”

Emily and I exchanged a glance, a silent agreement passing between us. We weren’t backing down, we weren’t pulling out, we both wanted this, and we both wanted to win.

Tyler sat back like a king on his throne, green eyes gleaming as he tilted his chin up, smirking as he spread his legs wider, giving me full access. “Come on, sweetheart,” he murmured, his voice thick with amusement. “Let’s see if you can earn your victory.”

Cocky bastard.

But fuck, I loved a challenge.

I moved in slow, deliberately dragging my nails up his inner thighs, feeling the way his muscles flexed beneath my touch. He was already hard, thick and pulsing in anticipation, but he wasn’t going to just give me what I wanted. Despite how much I knew he wanted this, I could see in his eyes, he wanted me to beg.

And god help me, that only turned me on more.

Across from me, Emily was wasting no time. Matt might have been the quiet one, but his size alone had her fully invested. Her hands were already on him, tracing the length of his cock, her eyes flashing with excitement.

“Damn, Matt,” she purred, wrapping her fingers around his thick shaft, her grip barely able to circle him fully. “You’ve been holding out on us.”

Matt swallowed hard, his blue eyes dark with arousal as he watched her work him over. He was quite but the way his cock twitched in her grasp betrayed just how much he was enjoying this.

And fuck, so was everyone else.

Ryan and Jake were still recovering from their own releases, but I could feel their eyes on us, watching, drinking in every moan, every movement.

Sophie had shifted in her seat, crossing her legs tightly, her teeth grazing her lower lip as she watched with unguarded hunger.

Jenna was curled up in her chair, eyes dark with heat, a sly smirk on her lips as she leaned in, completely captivated by the show unfolding in front of her.

But Rachel, Rachel wasn’t just watching.

Her legs were parted, her fingers slipping beneath the waistband of her blue bikini bottoms, her breaths coming in soft, barely audible gasps.

Fuck.

The knowledge that this was getting her off sent a fresh surge of arousal through me, spurring me on.

I leaned in closer to Tyler, letting my breath fan over his cock, watching the way he twitched at the teasing sensation.

"Please," I whispered, dragging my lips just barely along the underside of his shaft. "Let me taste you."

Tyler groaned low in his throat, but the bastard wasn’t giving in just yet. His fingers tangled in my hair, not pulling, just holding, controlling the pace.

"Not yet," he murmured, tilting my chin up to meet his gaze. "I wanna hear you ask for it properly."

Fuck.

Emily was already putting in work. She had her lips wrapped around Matt’s tip, her tongue swirling over the head, her fingers stroking him at a slow, torturous pace.

Matt was breathing harder now, his muscles tensing as he fought the urge to thrust up into her mouth. His hands were clenched at his sides, but his restraint was slipping, his eyes wide with lust.

And she was loving it.

I could see it in the way she moaned around him, in the way she let her spit drip down his shaft, making everything slick and messy. She was putting on a show, playing up the teasing, and Matt was helpless to resist.

"Please," I whispered again, this time letting my tongue flick over Tyler’s slit, tasting the salt of his pre-cum. "I need to taste your cock. Please, I have to have it in my mouth. Please Tyler, let me do this, as a wedding present while my fiance watches."

That did it.

Tyler let out a low curse, his grip tightening in my hair as he finally gave in, guiding me down onto his cock.

I moaned around him, letting my tongue swirl, my lips sliding around his shaft. He wasn’t as big as the others, but fuck, the way he responded to my mouth, the way his head tipped back, the way he groaned my name, was intoxicating. The passionate way he responded drove me ever harder to please him, creating a feedback loop of pleasure and lust.

And Emily wasn’t holding back either.

She was taking Matt deep, her throat working around him, making obscene noises as she pushed herself further and further down his huge length.

Matt let out a ragged breath, his self-control cracking, his hand finally snapping up to cradle the back of Emily’s head.

Neither of us were holding back anymore. We were trying to make them cum.

I could feel Tyler tensing, his breath coming in ragged gasps as I hollowed my cheeks, sucking harder, faster, wanting to push him over the edge.

And Emily, fuck, Emily had Matt gripping her hair, his abs flexing, his entire body wound tight.

We were about to break the rules.

And Rachel fucking knew it.

"Ah-ah," she called out, her voice thick with amusement and arousal. "Switch. Before one of them loses it."

Emily and I pulled back in unison, both of us breathless, flushed, desperate with need.

Tyler let out a ragged laugh, shaking his head. "Jesus. You two really are competative"

Matt exhaled sharply, running a hand over his face, looking torn between relief and frustration.

Emily wiped her lips, grinning wickedly. "Don’t act like you didn’t love it."

“Oh I loved it, I don’t think I’ve ever been more turned on in my life” Tyler moaned.

Rachel smirked, her fingers still teasing herself beneath her bikini. "Now let’s see how you handle round two."

I licked my lips, feeling the thrill of it all settle deep in my belly. My skin tingled as I moved, swapping places with Emily, kneeling before Matt.

Up close, his cock looked even bigger, I wasn’t sure I could even fit it all into my mouth, although I knew Emily had and I was determined to do so too. The contrast between him and Tyler was undeniable, and that fueled my hunger. 

Emily wasted no time, immediately diving in on Tyler, making a show of it, groaning as she sucked him in with wet, sloppy noises that sent a shiver down my spine. Tyler was apparently too turned on to make her beg for it too.

I wasn’t about to be outdone.

I started slow, tracing my nails over Matt’s thick length, feeling the way they tensed beneath my touch. He was holding himself back, waiting, watching, his blue eyes dark with arousal as I wrapped my fingers around his thick shaft.

"Jesus, Matt," I murmured, stroking him slowly, savoring the weight of him in my hands. "How have you been hiding this from us?"

Matt exhaled sharply, his fingers twitching at his sides. "Didn’t seem important."

I smirked, leaning in, dragging the tip of my tongue over the head of his cock, tasting the salt of his pre-cum. "Oh, it’s important."

I let my lips part, taking him into my mouth, groaning softly as I stretched around him. He was big, so much thicker that tyler, than Ryan, even than Jake, and fuck, the sheer challenge of taking him in made me moan.

From the other side of the deck, I could hear Emily working over Tyler with just as much enthusiasm. The wet, obscene noises of her mouth around him mixed with his low, appreciative groans.

And then there was Rachel, she had started moaning louder, the soft gasps turning into loud moans of pleasure. 

I flicked my gaze toward her, my lips still wrapped around Matt’s cock, watching as her hand moved between her legs, her fingers buried beneath the fabric of her bikini bottoms.

She was lost in it.

And fuck, that made me hotter.

I sucked harder, letting my spit drip down Matt’s shaft, making it as wet and messy as possible, reveling in the deep groan that rumbled in his chest.

Jake and Ryan were still watching, their post-orgasm haze fading, as they watched their girls go to town on their friends' cocks. 

"She’s fucking going for it," Ryan muttered, his voice thick with lingering arousal.

Jake let out a rough breath. "Yeah. She is."

Sophie chuckled, shifting in her seat. "Honestly? I don’t blame them. If I had my mouth on either of those cocks, I wouldn’t be holding back either."

Jenna smirked. "Matt looks like he is ready to explode with Katie working him like that."

And he did.

His fingers curled into fists, his muscles taut, his breathing ragged as I bobbed my head, hollowing my cheeks, my hands stroking what I couldn’t take. He was close, I could feel it.

But so was Tyler.

Emily had completely abandoned the ‘no finishing’ rule, moaning as she sucked him down, her throat working, determined to make him lose it first.

Matt let out a low groan, his fingers twitching like he wanted to grab my hair, to hold me down, to let go completely. And that only made me greedier. I slid down taking his full massive length inside my mouth, the large thick tip pressing down my throat. I swallowed to keep from choking, the muscles massaging his tip as I did so, my tongue writhing over the underside of his shaft while my hands fondled his balls. I went all out trying to win, trying to make him explode for me.

Rachel let out a sharp gasp.

"Oh, fuck," she moaned, her body shuddering, her fingers moving frantically as she came in front of all of us. That sound, pure, raw pleasure, sent a ripple through the moment.

Sophie stiffened. "Okay, we need to stop them."

Jenna exhaled sharply. "They’re not stopping on their own."

Tyler groaned, his head tipping back. "Fuck, if she keeps going like that, I can’t stop."

I wasn’t stopping. Neither was Emily.

We were both too far gone.

Matt let out a ragged breath, his voice tight. "Katie"

"That’s it," Sophie said, standing up. "Stop. Now. Before we lose both of them."

I barely heard her, too focused, too lost in the taste of Matt, the heat of him, the way he shuddered beneath me. 

I had him.

I just needed a little more time.

I could win.

But then, Sophie’s fingers curled around my hair, tugging me back, breaking me from the moment just before I could.

I gasped, breathless, looking up at Matt, seeing the frustration warring with pleasure in his blue eyes.

Tyler groaned in frustration as Emily was pulled away, his chest rising and falling as he panted with need.

Rachel let out a breathless laugh, her fingers still between her legs, her cheeks flushed. "Jesus. You two really don’t know how to hold back, do you?"

I wiped the corner of my mouth, panting slightly, my pulse still racing.

I met Emily’s gaze, her lips slick, her eyes bright with the same competitive hunger.

Sophie grinned, clearly enjoying just how close Matt and Tyler were to the edge, both of them still catching their breath, their bodies taut with restraint. She let her gaze flick between the two men, her hazel eyes gleaming with mischief before she made her suggestion.

"Alright, finish yourselves off," she said, her voice playful but dripping with heat. "And shoot your load on the one you think won."

A round of low groans and muttered curses filled the air.

"Fuuuuck," Jenna breathed, shifting in her seat.

"That’s so hot," Rachel added, still teasing herself lazily, her body still humming from her own orgasm.

I felt my pulse quicken, my body practically vibrating with anticipation as Matt and Tyler exchanged glances before standing up in front of us.

Emily and I knelt, our knees pressing into the warm wood of the deck, looking up at them with eager, competitive hunger. My heart pounded against my ribs as I watched Matt’s fingers wrap around his thick shaft, Tyler following suit, both of them pumping furiously, their breaths ragged.

Jake and Ryan had fully recovered by now, both watching with unreadable expressions, although their penises, both hard and erect gave them away.

"Come on, boys," Emily purred, licking her lips. "Let’s see what you’ve got."

Matt groaned, his jaw tightening as his strokes quickened, his muscles flexing as he pumped himself toward release.

Tyler let out a sharp breath, his green eyes flicking to Emily, then to me, before his head tipped back, his body shuddering. "Fuck, this is so wrong."

"But you love it," Jenna teased, her fingers playing at the rim of her glass.

Tyler’s laugh came out breathless. "Hell yes, I do."

The air was thick with tension, the heat of their heavy breathing, the raw pleasure of the moment, every set of eyes locked on the two men standing above us.

And then, with a sharp, guttural groan, Matt shot his first load, a second later, Tyler followed, his release hitting just as hard.

With no warning, both streams landed on me.

My gasp was lost in the sounds of pure pleasure, thick ropes of heat splashing across my face, my lips, my chest. It was everywhere, warm and messy and utterly unexpected. I had thought I was about to lose to Emily. Watching her had been so hot I couldn’t believe that I had been better.

The deck went silent for half a beat, then Jake yelled in triumph. "YES! Katie wins!" If you had asked me this morning what Jake would have done if he saw two men shoot cum all over me, jumping for joy would have been way down the list of answers.

Ryan ran a hand down his face. "Jesus Christ."

Matt was still panting, his blue eyes flickering with something between apology and satisfaction. "Fuck. It was so close."

Tyler exhaled, shaking his head. "Yeah. I swear, it could’ve gone either way."

Emily sat back, wiping a stray drop from her cheek before shrugging. "Well. If no one’s going to give me any…" She turned toward me, her eyes dark with mischief as she leaned in, trailing a slow finger through the mess covering my skin.

"I’m sure Katie won’t mind sharing."

The deck erupted.

A chorus of groans, gasps, and muttered curses filled the air. Rachel let out a soft, "Oh my god," her fingers moving again beneath the waistband of her bikini.

Sophie licked her lips, shifting in her seat. "Okay, that’s insanely hot."

Jenna sat forward, her eyes wide. "Fuck."

And then Emily’s lips were on mine.

“Fuck, I change my vote thats the hottest fucking thing ever!” Tyler exclaimed.

I gasped softly, the unexpected kiss from my best friend sending a sharp jolt of arousal straight to my core. The taste of salt and heat lingered between us, her tongue flicking against mine, teasing, playing, making a show of it as she slowly fed me what I’d been covered in.

I let my hands slide into Emily’s hair, tugging slightly as I deepened the kiss, our tongues tangling, the slick, messy swap making me moan against her lips.

Emily purred, her hands trailing down my arms, squeezing lightly before she pulled back, licking her lips with a wicked grin.

The entire deck was watching, everyone completely entranced.

Rachel was already teasing herself again.

Sophie had her thighs pressed tightly together.

Jake and Ryan were sitting forward, their eyes locked onto me, onto Emily, onto what we had just done.

And fuck, I had never been this turned on.

Emily licked the last drop from her lips, her brown eyes flashing with mischief as she smirked at me. "Think we should call it a draw?"

I exhaled shakily, my chest still rising and falling from the sheer intensity of everything. The heat, the rush, the overwhelming thrill of being watched, desired, cheered on, it was intoxicating. A grin tugged at my lips as I met her gaze.

"Not a chance." I ran a teasing tongue over my lower lip, wiping a lingering drop from my chin with my thumb before sucking it clean. “We’ll just have to find some other way to settle this.”

A low, needy moan broke the heavy silence.

"Okay, but this time, you’re not leaving me out."

All eyes snapped to Sophie, who was sprawled in her chair, her thick brown thighs clenched together, her yellow bikini bottoms showing a dark damp patch, her hazel eyes burning with hunger..

“I’m fucking bursting over here.” Her voice was raw, desperate, and fuck, that only made me hotter.

Emily turned to her, lips curving wickedly. "You too, huh?"

Another voice cut in, Jenna’s.

“Me too,” she moaned, shifting in her seat. Her blue eyes were wild, filled with reckless, unrestrained need. "I’m so fucking randy right now, I’d literally fuck anything. Even Tyler."

Laughter mixed with groans of agreement.

Tyler, still catching his breath, let out a rough chuckle. "Jesus. Now I really love this wedding."

Rachel, however, was completely unapologetic about her arousal. Her fingers were still teasing herself beneath her bikini, her breaths soft but undeniably needy as she watched the scene unfold.

“Well,” she purred, tilting her head, her grey eyes flicking between me and Emily. "If we’ve established that Katie gives the best blowjob…" She let her fingers drag lower, a slow, teasing movement that made my breath hitch. "Now we have to see who is the best fuck."