The last of the striped balls had rolled into the side pocket as Bragnae stood up to assess her final move. It was the second round of pool in a rather lop-sided competition. She was squaring off with Drake Walker and Leo Reese, two very competitive men who also happened to be excellent at playing pool.

Her sidekick, Madeleine, had deserted her after the first strike of the cue ball claiming she was bored. She now stood at the bar earning free drinks from a random bachelor angling for a fun evening outside the establishment. It was up to Bragnae to defend her pride and bragging rights as she attempted to win a game against them.

"Eight ball, corner pocket." She concentrated all the talent she had at tapping the cue ball with her stick at just the right angle and pressure. She'd have to put a spin on it in order to get the eight ball in the assigned pocket without the cue ball flying in after it.

"She's so focused," Leo commented, trying to rattle her from the other side of the table. He leaned his weight on the pool stick in his hand as he looked on. He wore a white fitted t-shirt that presented his toned biceps nicely, and light-wash jeans that hung low on his hip. His short, dirty blonde hair was tousled in a messy sort of way, but it was not unattractive. It suit his roguish charm. His bright, blue eyes were striking against his tanned skin. Leo was a real show-stopper to anyone who crossed his path.

Drake stood silent in the opposite corner of where she was aiming. He had more billiard etiquette than Leo, but he didn't need to say anything to throw her off balance. His mere presence alone could do that. He was tall, a few inches above Leo, and had gorgeous brown hair that laid lawlessly on his head. Every now and then, Drake would run his hand through it, giving his hair an extra sexy look as tendrils would inevitably fall back into his face.

His careful and vigilant gaze through his soulful, brown eyes was swoon worthy. His button-up denim top with rolled up sleeves and dark jeans fit his casual personality, not to mention did wonders for his muscular body. Although, she could stand to see a little more of it.

Bragnae sent the cue ball rolling towards the single black ball on the table. She and the men watched intently as it connected, sending it towards the corner pocket. To her joy, it sank as the cue ball remained on the table.

"That's game, boys." She smiled, giving them a wink. "You owe me a shot."

"Nice play, Bennett," Drake conceded. "I'll buy you that drink." He flagged down a waitress and placed the order.

Leo sighed. "Well, we each won a game. I think we need to play a third to see who the real winners are." He purposefully cleared his throat pointing to himself and Drake.

Bragnae scoffed out a laugh. "Think again. I'm doing just fine over here holding down the table while you two switch off to try to beat me."

"It worked the first time, and if I'm not mistaken," Leo said, peering over the almost cleared pool table, "we nearly beat you the second time. See? One ball remained."

She looked to Drake who just smirked. "Alright, we'll play one more game. But this time, I have new stakes."

Drake rolled his eyes, but leaned forward against the table anyway. "What is it this time?"

"Yeah, can't wait to hear this," Leo chimed in.

She looked at her two friends, feeling a bit playful. Deciding to push the envelope with her proposed winning agreement, she offered them a crafty smile. "If I win this final round, then you two have to kiss."

Both men immediately recoiled with a disgusted look on their faces.

"What?" Drake scowled.

"Why would you even suggest that?" Leo asked her.

She giggled at their reactions. "Well, for one, you're both as macho as they come, and kissing another man would be furthest from your mind. I think it'd be fun to watch you both squirm. Plus, you're both extremely sexy, and there's nothing wrong with seeing all that hotness come together in one awkward kiss."

Drake shook his head adamantly. "No fucking way am I agreeing to this." Before Drake could protest further, Leo tapped him on the arm to get his attention. He turned to Drake as if a light bulb went on over his head.

Bragnae folded her arms across her chest, and watched them with curiosity. She was enjoying just seeing them rattled, but now it seemed, Leo had something in mind.

"Are you actually considering this? It's just a game a pool, Leo. I'm not kissing you. She could win again." Drake spoke assertively.

"Yeah, but what if she doesn't? If she gets to suggest something like that, I've got a better one that will definitely motivate us to win." Drake cocked an eyebrow at him, waiting to hear his idea. Leo smirked at him, and then turned back to Bragnae. "If we win," he paused for anticipation. "We get to fuck you. At the same time. Tonight."

Her mouth dropped open in surprise as she stared at them. Drake slowly turned to face her with a look of intrigue accompanying a barely there smile – no doubt he was hoping to gauge her reaction. Their eyes feasted hungrily on her as they awaited her response. Her heart beat fast in her chest. She had expected such an idea from Leo, the mischievous adventurer that he was, but Drake? A one-woman-man traditional type of guy? Would he actually do it?

She had to admit, she was fascinated by the idea, but a bit nervous at the same time. They were both incredible men, on the outside and in. She had come to really enjoy their company since they met a few months ago, and even though she found them both insanely attractive, she had never acted on those feelings. Of course, there had been the occasional flirting, but never pursued it any further.

She bit her lip in contemplation. "You've really upped the stakes of this bet, haven't you?"

Leo stepped closer to the table with a confident look. "Damn right. So, what do you say?"

She looked to Leo, an impish grin on his face, and then to Drake. "Will you agree to my terms, should I win?"

The corner of Drake's mouth curled into the sultry smirk he was known for. "You betcha."

A shiver shot down her spine. Just moments ago, Drake acted like he would rather have cut off his own leg than kiss Leo, but now that the possibility of having sex with her was on the table, he was suddenly gung-ho. She took their proposal as a high compliment.

Sure, she was pretty with her long, black hair, olive skin tone and seductive curves, but seeing them this excited over getting physical with her was more than a confidence boost – it made her feel desired. And that was worth exploring.

"Okay, you're on." She watched Leo's face light up with his bright smile while Drake nodded, still grinning. "But, I do have one condition."

"We're all ears, sweet thing," Leo prompted her.

"This time, it's not going to be two against one. You have to choose one player to face me. It's time to test your true talent."

Immediately, the guys turned inward to decide. She laughed quietly at them as they frantically went through their options.

"Okay, who's better? I think I'm better. I can do this," Leo said emphatically.

"Leo, I've been playing all my life. You'll choke. I carried you the last two games," Drake reminded him.

Leo crossed his arms in front of him and nodded, taking in his words. This was apparently a major decision that needed careful consideration. The wrong choice could mean severe disappointment for them at the end of the game. It was hilarious to witness – almost as entertaining as the game itself.

"Alright, you do it. I don't want to fuck this up." Leo clapped Drake on the shoulder after having made his decision.

"And who will my opponent be tonight, gentlemen?"

Drake grabbed the pool stick from Leo. "I'll be facing you."

"Wonderful." Bragnae chalked her stick. "Are you prepared to lose?"

While Leo unearthed the sunken balls from the pockets, Drake rounded the table towards her to grab the rack. "Prepared? Yes. But will I lose?" He leaned in close enough that she could feel the heat from his body. "Not a chance."

"We'll see about that. Rack 'em up." She watched Drake hand the triangle to Leo who filled it with the colorful array of stripes and solids. "I'll even let you break."

Drake shook his head. "That would be unfair, Bennett. You should have the advantage because when it's my turn to claim the table, I will sink every ball."

"You're certainly confident." She placed the cue ball in its spot away from the rest, waiting to be struck.

"I've got the skills and proper motivation." There was that smirk again.

Before she could set up her shot, the waitress came over to deliver their drinks from the last round.

"Perfect timing. Bragnae, you need to take this shot before we start the next game." Leo handed her a small glass full of whiskey.

She smiled, shaking her head. "You'll take any advantage you can in hopes that I'll lose, is that right? By taking this shot, you hope it will affect my judgment when I really need to make a shot count?"

"Nah. We know you're going to lose. We just want you to relax now, so we can have some fun later. Bottoms up!" Leo took his own shot, as did Drake.

Bragnae threw back the amber liquid, and turned the shot glass over on wooden part of the table. "Alright, boys. Let's do this." She bent over the table, keenly aware that her cleavage was in their full view, as she lined up her shot. She felt their eyes burn into her as she contemplated where to aim.

Sending the cue ball forward with all her might, the rest of the balls scattered. Two stripes and one solid had sunk.

"Nice break," Drake told her. "I guess you want stripes, then?"

"Yes, sir. Lucky stripes." She moved to angle herself up with another shot, letting her upper thigh graze against Leo's as she bent over again.

Leo exhaled an obvious breath. "Jesus. It's a good thing I'm not playing. I'm already distracted by your fine ass."

She smiled as she sent the cue ball forward again, sinking another ball. "I'm the one who should be distracted. I'm surrounded by two big hunks."

Still bent over the table lining up another shot, Leo leaned in close. "And we are big. We'll fill you up tonight. Lucky you." Her breath quickened at the thought. She swallowed before taking a deep, inaudible breath.

Glancing up at Drake, she saw he was watching her like a hawk – patient and calculating. He heard every word Leo said, and he knew she was riled up. His smoldering, bold stare made her lose focus again.

She stood and flipped her hair to her back in hopes to disguise her rattled nerves. Then, she honed in on the cue again and set the purple striped ball in her sights. Thinking more about their dicks than her shot, she missed what would have been an easy play. She sighed, frustrated that she let them get the best of her.

Leo chuckled, rubbing his big, warm hand over her back. "Looks like you are the distracted one now."

"Damn it," she cursed low.

"Come on, Bennett. Would you really rather see us kiss than being a part of the alternative? I guarantee it will be more fun with you involved." Drake chalked his stick, still making a point to look at her.

"I haven't decided yet. But I do like to win, and I will not go down without a fight." She playfully narrowed her eyes at him.

"I don't doubt that, but Bennett?" Drake said as he sunk two solid balls in a single shot. "Fight's over. You might as well put your stick down. This table's mine."

She watched in shock as he cleared ball after ball.

"That's what I'm talking about, Drake. Hell yes," Leo cheered as he perched on a nearby stool.

With only four of her striped balls and the coveted eight ball remaining, Drake called out his shot, intending for the eight ball to fall into the corner pocket closest to Bragnae. Drake was good. Really good. He cleared the table with very little shots taken. But he could blow it now. Her ego hoped he would, but her body would rejoice if he won.

Still, she did what she could to save her bragging rights. Moving to stand behind the corner pocket he was locked in on, she leaned her hands on the wooden perimeter, squeezing breasts together to catch his eye.

He paused to look up at her. "Is that supposed to distract me? Because it's more like seeing my prize as soon as I sink this eight ball."

Damn. Wrong tactic. She rolled her eyes, turning away from the table with her hands on her hips. Bragnae smiled as she heard Drake laugh and Leo hoot and holler.

"Oooh, Drake, you were right. I would have choked seeing that pretty young thing over there taunting us like that." He whistled. "I can barely sit still in my seat."

A second later, she heard the clacking of two balls striking against one another, and then the unmistakable sound of the ball falling into the leather-netted pocket. She bit her lip and peeked over her shoulder into the pocket to see that Drake had in fact sunk the eight ball, and won the game.

Drake laid his stick on the table, and leaned his hands on the green felt. Her eyes flicked up to him still with her back to the table. A broad grin covered his face.

"That's the game. Looks like we won the bet," Drake said triumphantly as Leo joined him with a casual elbow resting on Drake's shoulder.

She turned to face them squarely. The pool table separating them. After a moment of baited silence, she smiled and lifted an eyebrow. "Well, let's get going."

After deciding that Bragnae's place was closest to the bar, they hopped in Drake's truck to get there. Once inside her apartment, she led them to her bedroom, and immediately stripped down to her bra and panties.

Their jaws hit the floor at her forward gesture.

Leo recovered quicker than Drake. "Damn, Bragnae. You don't mess around, do you?"

She shook her head with a flirtatious smirk. "Not when the last twenty minutes was full of teasing, innuendos and sensual stares. I'd call that foreplay. Now, if you two would kindly remove your clothes, I am dying to see you both naked."

They did as she asked, removing their shirts to start. Bragnae ran her tongue over her bottom lip seeing the well-defined muscles and taut abs presented in front of her. She walked to stand between them. A soft hand delicately running down each of their chests.

Drake placed a hand on her hip as Leo deftly maneuvered his arm around her back to unhook her bra. With her chest exposed, they took a second to admire her. She lavished the double attention, and needed more. But first...

"You know... you two could still kiss," she offered with a sly smile.

"Nuh-uh."

"Nope." Drake pulled her to his chest. "I'll kiss you though." She smiled up at him as he bent down to brush his lips sweetly against hers.

She parted her mouth to him, allowing his tongue to explore hers. Looping her arms around his neck and rising to her toes, she deepened the kiss. It was their very first, and it was wonderful. Drake was an excellent kisser, and the passion she felt from his lips consumed her. She had barely noticed that Leo had removed her panties.

At the time Drake started to unbuckle his belt, Leo has whipped Bragnae around to face him. His pants were removed, save for his boxers. Leo lifted her chin as he bent to meet her lips in a fiery, impatient kiss. It almost caught her off guard from what she just shared with Drake, but it awakened her core nonetheless. If they were the opposite in everything they did, it would prove to be the perfect combination to experience it all. At once.

She moved her hand down below his boxers to stroke Leo's hard-on prompting a low growl from the back of his throat. He was long, and was wide enough that when she wrapped her hand around him, her fingers did not touch. She would enjoy him.

Drake's hands caressed her lower back, her butt, her upper thighs, as he kissed her shoulders. Leo's long arms stretched, so he could reach inside her with his persistent fingers. The revolving stimulation from both men made her knees weak, and this was only the beginning.

Suddenly, Leo drew back, looking a bit dazed from her soft and slow strokes. "Okay, Drake. You beat her at pool, so you get to choose. You want her back or her front?"

She looked over her shoulder at him waiting for his response. "Such a gentleman, Leo." He smiled down at her before whirling her around to face him again. "I'd like your front."

Feeling tingly in all the right places, she looked at Drake's now naked body, and it took her breath away. Toned, tanned, and a big dick to complete the package. He had Leo's length, but Drake's girth far exceeded it. She was anxious to feel him, and also grateful he wouldn't be stretching her back door with his massive size.

"Works for me. I'm an ass man anyway." Without so much as a warning, Leo picked Bragnae up from behind, a hand under each of her legs, and hoisted her into Drake's arms.

She gasped at first, but settled into his strong grip shortly after. Her knees rested over the crease of his elbows, his hands gripping her thighs. Wrapping her arms around his neck to secure her position, she looked him in the eye before kissing him again. His lips were soft and warm, and they invited her in.

Leo helped her angle her hips so she lined up with Drake. As soon as she felt his tip, she loosened her grip around his neck and sank onto him, inch by inch. They both groaned as he continued to fill her.

"Oh, God, Drake." She looked both stunned and pleased at the same time. He was by far the biggest she'd ever experienced, but he felt so good.

"I know. Hold on," he warned her with a smirk. Using all of his strength, Drake talentedly held her in place, still standing, while making purposeful thrusts inside her.

She grasped his broad shoulders as moans escaped her lungs. Soon, she felt a welcome finger massaging against her puckered skin. Leo gripped one side of her hips bringing her down a bit, which only made Drake fill her more. She shuddered at pleasure.

As Leo spread her cheeks, and gently pushed the tip of his cock inside her, Drake halted his movements. He had amazing restraint. She whimpered and blew out ragged breaths as Leo inched his way in.

"You doing okay, Bennett?" Drake stared affectionately into her eyes.

She nodded, not quite ready to speak. Leo held fast until Bragnae's body no longer resisted him. He made short by frequent thrusts to loosen her space. Where his presence in her backside was almost alarming at first, now it was warm, tingly, and delicious.

With both men inside her, she felt very full. Leo wasn't kidding earlier. They were both big and fulfilling. The proximity of her filled holes required a certain closeness between the three of them. Leo placed his hands underneath her butt to help support some of her weight, while also using his strength to lift her up and down their shafts.

Bragnae twisted her torso, allowing herself to brace an arm around each of their shoulders. She would do what she could to assist their movements, but she already knew her attempts would prove futile. There was already a delightful pressure at her core making her mouth water. It wouldn't be long before she found her sweet release.

Two rather tall, sexy men with bulging muscles and a burning desire for her bounced her body up and down their lengths as she cried aloud, digging her nails into their shoulders. Drake rubbed against the ribbed pleasure center from the front, while Leo hit that same spot from behind. There was an exquisite warmth that tingled at both of her entrances as the men moved in and out of her.

As she bounced, her clitoris tapped against Drake's body, somehow – she didn't care how, but it felt amazing. Pleasure seemed to be pumping into her from angles she had never explored, but she was grateful she had now. Another orgasm was building, and coming fast. The guys were in a great rhythm, and weren't stopping. Neither was she.

Bragnae burst with the loudest and most intense scream she'd ever let out of her mouth. She closed her eyes as the movements continued. The sensation persisted more and more. She'd never had a release that lasted longer than a few seconds. And it was still going.

She flat lined her moan because that was all she could do to show how much she was enjoying the second orgasm that still hadn't stopped. Could she die from this? Funny. She already felt she had because that much pleasure at once was unlike anything else she could ever imagine.

"I'm getting close," Leo blurted out.

"Me too," Drake panted.

Still reaping the benefits of her last climax, she felt another surge of pleasure push the other remnants out of the way to explode into another orgasm. She screamed again as the guys exhaled deep, satisfying groans, slowing her movements above them.

Bragnae's head hung forward in sexual defeat. Her mouth gaped open as she gasped for air, feeling like the world fell away and all that was left was this heavenly state of bliss she was now in.

Drake rested his head against her chest, while Leo chuckled at Bragnae's spent reaction. She looked at Leo with a lazy smile. "I'm so glad we did this."

Leo nodded, and leaned in to kiss her. She ran a hand through his hair, pulling him in closer. She felt a sweet kiss on her breast from Drake, so she pulled away from Leo to give him her attention next. Pulling her arm away from Leo's shoulder, it felt good to have her mid-section not stretched that way anymore.

Cupping the side of Drake's face, she drew him in for a tender kiss. "Thank you." She looked back at Leo. "Thank you both."