Mixtapes and Extreme Sports

by HiddenSloths

Summary:

You have finally finished Realizing all your Dateables, with The Hanks and Bodhi lingering with you in your home. But, as everyone becomes comfortable with each other, romance begins to bloom between everyone.

Notes:

I'm back at it again with self-indulgent writing. This is a crackship but one (I think) makes sense. Bodhi would vibe so well with the Hanks, so, naturally I had to write it.

No smut, just that slow burn lovin'. A LOT of dialogue, but that's what happens when you have so many characters involved. Enjoy!

Chapter 1: Chapter 1

You approach Bodhi, barely able to contain your excitement, Dateviators primed and ready. You interact with his capsule and he springs forth, shaking his long locks of tape. He shoots you two finger guns and a wide grin.

 

“Heeeeyy! What’s hangin’, babe?”

 

“Bodhi, I’ve got some great news! I can finally turn you human! I’ve got everything set, that is… if you’re good to go…?” You watch as his lips part, but he shuts them just as quickly, his grin faded into a small smile.

 

“Ohh, that’s good!”

 

“Everything okay?” He rubs the back of his head, giving a half shrug.

 

“Nah, I mean, I really am excited to become all… flesh and blood and stuff… But…” His voice trails off, and you can’t see it, but sense his eyes have wandered elsewhere.

 

“Buut…?”

 

“Well… Okay, don’t take it personal?” He pauses, and you nod. He sighs, clasping his hands together in front of them, his thumbs rolling over one another. “I… okay, firstly, babe, you are totally cool and fantastic! Love getting to hang with you and getting so…close with ya.”

 

He chuckles to himself, as though reminiscing. 

 

He continues:

 

“But… I’m just… worried about how I will fit in… And, like, you’re still totally cool and all but…! I guess I’d like to meet some bros, too…? Ya know?”

 

You nod for a bit, tapping a finger to your chin. You snap your fingers as the thought hits you.

 

“I think I know who to introduce you to if you need some male companions! Hold tight!” You dash off, heading towards the laundry room and see your trusty hangers. Utilizing the Dateviators once again, you bring them to life and out pop your five himbo boyfriends.

 

“HOUSE HOMIEEE!” They all greet you warmly, pulling you in for a group hug.

 

“C’mon, guys, there’s someone I want you to formally meet!” You grab Hank 1 and Hank 2’s wrists, and start pulling them along with you. As you let them go and make your way back out, the rest of them follow behind. You approach Bodhi, the Hanks trailing behind you. He seems to jump back a bit, mouth agape.

 

“Heeeey! You must be Bodhi! House Homie has talked about you!” Hank 5 greets him warmly with a soft smile.

 

“Y-yeah! You are Hank…?”

 

“WE’RE ALL HANK!” They shout together, startling Bodhi slightly. But, his lips curl up into a smile, and he playfully sticks his tongue out.

 

“Tubular! Lady bro has talked a lot about you guys, too!”

 

“Ain’t she a dream, bro?” Hank 3 asks the collective in a dreamy sigh. The other Hanks, and Bodhi, nod. They all become visibly giddy upon Bodhi’s agreement.

 

“Yooo, we were gonna go on a wicked cool adventure if you wanna hang?” Hank 4 grins towards Bodhi. He grins wide, giving the blonde two shaka signs, waving them.

 

“Far out! I’m in!”

 

The boys all turn to you expectantly. You tilt your head to the side.

 

“Huh? What’s up?”

 

“You wanna come with, broski?” Hank 2 smiles towards you. The others look excited, but you softly shake your head.

 

“Normally I would, but… I think a boys night is in order, no?” They all look at each other for a moment. The Hanks look back to you, all of them sporting a wide grin.

 

“Heh, okay, babe. BUT, we gotta catch up afterwards!” Hank 1 insists. The others nod in agreement as Bodhi watches in curious silence.

 

“Of course! You guys go have fun, I’ll be around.”

 

Eagerly, the Hanks bunch around Bodhi, beginning to move him towards the stairs.

 

“Bro-dhi, heh, what’s your opinion on grinding some rails?” Hank 4 gestures towards the stairwell, it glistens under the fluorescent lights.

 

“That sounds gnarly! Never thought to grind down on these rails.”

 

The boys all get equipped with the proper gear, taking turns doing sick flips and tricks off the stairwell. Once they all find a moment to wind down, they all gather around in a circle, doing some light stretches.

 

“That was wicked fun, you guys! Thanks for letting me tag along!” Bodhi exclaims whilst in a stretch. The Hanks all shoot him a thumbs up, with big smiles.

 

“You’re a chill, dude, Bro-dhi, I think even an honorary Hank?” Hank 3 glances at the other Hanks, and they all are nodding their heads.

 

“Truuuuue. Wadda ya say? You wanna be an honorary Hank, broski?” Hank 2 stands up, walking over to Brodhi, extending his hand. He grasps it, and the two shake.

 

“Sick! Thanks, dudes! I’m glad lady dude talked to ya. I dunno why I was so hesitant to just… strike up some convo myself.”

 

“No sweat, man! Our lady is the BEST!” Hank 1 says, as Brodhi is brought up onto his feet. Hank 1, now by him, slings an arm around his shoulder, giving it a small squeeze. 

“RADICAL!” The Hanks exclaim in unison.

 

“Yeah, super radical! Let’s hang again, bros!”

 

The boys all return to you as you wave one more Dateable good bye, as they walk out the door. The Hanks descend upon you with a flurry of hugs. When they part, Brodhi strides up to you, a big smile on his face. You smile wide at them.

 

“How’d it go?”

 

“IT WAS TOTALLY AWESOME!” They all shout together, causing a laugh from you.

“That’s great! Glad to hear you all had fun!”

 

“Yeah! I… think I’m ready to be Realized!” Bodhi says confidently.

 

“Of course! And…” You tap the rim of your Dateviators before grasping it between your finger and thumb looking towards the Hanks. “I could make ALL of you Realized as well.”

 

The Hanks now stare wide eyed at you, before collectively shaking their heads in disbelief.

 

“Yo, no way?! You got a way to do that?” Hank 5 asks excitedly, and they all exchange giddy glances.

 

“Hell yeah! We’re so in, babe! Just you wait… We’ll have to explore one another once you do…” Hank 3 subtly licks his lips, winking at you, rewarding him with a giggle and a blush.

 

“Well? You all ready?”

 

Nodding, they all brace themselves as you activate the Realization beam. The Hanks don’t look any different, but they all examine themselves until their hands begin to roam one another’s faces.

 

Bodhi, however, seems to have the most change in comparison. The main factor is that the tape that acted as his hair has now become soft, luscious long locks. For the first time you can see his eyes, and he stares into yours. He steps towards you, his hand reaching your check and you feel the warmth coming off you. He smiles as he leans down, pressing his forehead to yours, shutting his eyes.

 

Your cheeks feel that familiar burn, the butterflies in your stomach fluttering.

 

“Wow, dudette, you’re like… warm…” You two aren’t alone together for long as the Hanks now join you both, their hands reaching for your skin.

 

“This is… incredible…” Hank 1 softly whispers out.

 

“Brooo… We’re like… real! Really, really real!” Hank 2 shouts.

 

“Okay, c’mon, you guys, let’s go see Mac so he can get you all set up in the world.” They blink, but follow you when you begin to move towards your office. You approach the computer, pulling open a chat. Mac, already Realized sometime ago, has been helping you and Willi and the rest of the Dateables in becoming integrated into society, complete with social security numbers, IDs, and credit scores.

 

“Hey, Mac!” You type out. You see the three dots appear.

 

“Hey! You got some more for me?”

 

“Yep! I have the Hanks and Bodhi here.”

 

“Excellent. You know the drill then. Report back when you’re done.”

 

You turn to the boys and have them line up. You pull open a form on your screen, and ask them each for details needed. You fill out the forms, one by one, and when you are done, send them off to Mac. Mac replies with a thumbs up emoji, and you lean back into your chair.

 

“Okay, it’ll be a bit until he gets them all done. But, you will have documentation as if you’ve been in society since your conception.”

 

“That’s a lot… But, cool! Can’t wait to be a human like you, babe!” Bodhi elatedly states, and the others share similar responses. You look at the chat box, seeing the three dots appearing again.

 

“Okay, everything is ready to go. I’ll have the physical paperwork and IDs mailed to you.”

 

“Thanks again for everything, Mac. You’re the best!”

 

“I know 😉 Talk to you later!” With that, you put your computer to sleep, and get up.

 

“Alright, you’ll have to stick around for a bit until your stuff gets in the mail. But, now you guys are free to wander outside! I can give you a small tour of the area.”

 

“HELL YEAH, FIELD TRIP!” The Hanks shout.

 

“Yeah, field trip!” Bodhi joins in, and they all wrap their arms around one another’s shoulders. 

 

You lead them to your garage, piling them into your SUV, and go out for a drive. You’ve gotten the tour down tight, having had experience with previous Dateables, and point out places of importance along with taking small detours to show them places that would be of interest to them.

 

Once you show them around the town, you drive back home, shutting the garage door shut once your car is in, and you all pile back inside.

 

“Oh, let me see if there’s some clothes sent by our resident fashionistas that you can change into.” You head to the attic, swifting through the boxes of clothes gifted to you to give to the Dateables that become Realized. You grab a pair of pants and shirts, then head back to the boys, handing them each something new to wear.

 

The Hanks begin to unzip their bodysuits, and you spin around, your face flush. You hear them chuckle behind you.

 

“Don’t wanna see the show, babe?” Hank 3 purrs out.

 

“Just, uh, respecting your privacy…”

 

When the sounds of fabric rustling dies down, you finally turn back to face them. They all look so different and, of course, as always, attractive in their new threads. You can’t help the grin that spreads on your face.

 

“Awww, you guys look great! I picked out some great stuff, huh?”

 

“Yeah, you did! This is AWESOME!” Hank 2 gives you a big hug, grinning ear to ear.

 

From then, the Hanks and Bodhi stayed with you in your home, occasionally you would take them out to visit various locations ranging from restaurants to nature walks and any other places that held their interests. Every now and again, the boys would go off on their own to hang out together for a boys only night.

 

The day the package from Mac arrived, everyone became ecstatic. Now with documentation in hand, you could upstart their new lives. Starting with Bodhi, Willi and you researched different 80’s themed anything in the area where he could work. Luckily, there happened to be a karaoke bar that fit perfectly, and he aced the interview with flying colors.

 

The Hanks were a bit more challenging in trying to achieve all their personal goals. The hardest being Hank 1, Hank 2, and Hank 3. You did find a local university that was looking for some coaches, so you and Willi got Hank 1, 4, and 5 into the position. Occasionally, Hank 1 would offer to walk the dogs in the neighborhood, whilst trying to figure out how to jumpstart his own business.

 

You were able to help Hank 3 enroll within the university to start earning his medical degree, and, of course, getting help from Farya to teach Hank 3 what she knows to better improve his schooling. He also managed to take up a part time job, working in the cafe at the university.

 

Hank 2 was given a compromise for his dream job. While working on his novels on the side, he would work for a mostly remote company that utilized journalism skills. He mainly did reviews for them, on the rare occasion doing small assistant field work assignments.

 

They all remained with you at the house, as you finished Realizing the rest of the Dateables, helping them on their way. A lot of them managed to reconnect with the other Dateables, moving in with them until their jobs afforded them a place on their own, for those that wanted their own space.

 

And you wondered, did the boys want a space of their own? You all had a nice little thing going, and perhaps… some romantic tension? They all flirted with you, quite casually and openly. But, would you have to choose one of them? Or could you…

 

“Hey, House Homie!” Hank 1’s voice snaps you back to reality.

 

“Sorry, Hank, what were you saying?”

 

“Haha, was just asking if you had any recommendations for places to stay overnight for a camping trip?”

 

“O-oh, yeah, I mean, I remember a place I went to a while back. Just need to look it up again.”

 

“Niiiiice! We should all go! That means you, too, House Homie!” Hank 5 smiles at you. You flash him a quick smile as you look through your phone until you rediscover the hidden camping gem.

 

“Ah, got the details. You all want to take a trip this weekend?”

 

“YEAH!” The Hanks yell together.

 

“Mm, let me check my schedule real quick… Still not entirely used to this phone…” Bodhi starts scrolling through his, and finally says, “Oh, sick, I’m not scheduled this weekend!”

 

“HELL YEAH!! CAMPING TRIP, WOO!” The Hanks all start to highfive everyone, including you.

 

And thus, you and the boys wound up at a camp grounds, with some newly bought tents and sleeping bags in tow. You booked the spot for two nights, your fun beginning on a chilly Friday evening. It was quick work getting everything set up with seven pairs of hands. You ended up having to do most of the reading of the instructions, but, to be fair, the instructions weren’t that great to begin with. The tents were on opposing sides of the space, facing each other.

 

“Here ya go, House Homie!” Hank 4 unzips your tent, holding open the flap to allow you in. You take off your shoes, and, with your sleeping bag in hand, you unroll it in the center of the large tent. You return outside, slipping your shoes back on, watching the boys hoisting their rolls in an assembly line, as, from what you are able to gather, Hank 1 and Bodhi assemble them inside.

 

Once they finish that task, you are all left with the job of getting a campfire going. With the kindling and logs you bought, you all set everything up, flickering the lighter on, and setting the wood ablaze. It bustles upwards in a calm flicker, the glow resonating off all your bodies. The warmth follows, and the chills you felt before die away.

 

“NICE! Let’s eatttt!” You see Hank 1 pull out a frying pan and Hank 2 and Hank 5 grabbing sausages from one of the various coolers you all brought. They slap the meat down, and Hank 1 carefully angles the pan over the fire, avoiding the licking flames. The sausages begin to sizzle and pop, the smell wafting into your nose, causing a small rumble in your stomach.

 

In the meantime, Bodhi has started grabbing some water bottles, handing it to everyone. When he hands one to you, your fingers brush lightly, eliciting a subtle blush from both of you. He quickly moves on, handing out the rest of the water.

 

When the first small batch of sausages are done, you are given one, and you happily munch away. As more are cooked, the others receive their own, everyone chowing down.

 

“Nah, man, save the eggs for tomorrow!” Hank 3 insists. Hank 4 frowns.

 

“Bro, c’mon, we gotta serve something else with it!”

 

“I got us covered, bros.” Bodhi reaches into a bag, pulling out a bag of potatoes. They all cheer, grabbing tongs and piercing the potatoes on the ends. They all roast up the potatoes, you as well once you get your’s. And you all happily munch on the fire roasted potatoes as they cool down.

 

You glance around occasionally, noticing every now and then receiving a stare from all of the boys. Any time your eyes meet, you would see them quickly look the other way, striking up conversation with whoever was in their line of sight.

 

When the night winds down, and you all extinguish the flames before bidding each other a good night, you all go into your own tents. You settle onto the sleeping bag, going over how they have been acting. You stare up at the ceiling of the tent, debating if you should get changed yet or not. With indecision taking over, you just lie there, opting to think back.

 

Meanwhile, the boys are all up, sitting on their sleeping bags, having stripped down to just their underwear. The Hanks wear their signature colors, whilst Bodhi sports a black pair of briefs patterned with mixtapes. Perhaps, for the first time, Bodhi becomes aware of how the Hanks interact with one another, namely, as they all lay in the tent half naked.

 

He has noticed before the subtle touches when they pass one another or while they’re all out. He has always wondered if perhaps they were tip-toeing around him their true nature to one another. They definitely weren’t afraid of getting close physically, always hugging each other and even him, not that he minded. But, he wondered if there was some… pullback.

 

And during those moments, when he felt like he was peeping on something he shouldn’t, he felt a pang of… envy? Want? Emotions that welled in his chest for his once house owner now turned roommate, and, while they still do, now, they bubbled whenever he was around his male friends.

 

But, he could be wrong. He could be assuming something that isn’t there. And that part is what, to his disbelief, scared him the most. But, why did it?

 

He knew he was attracted to his lady roommate, and desperately wanted to admit his romantic intention towards her, but now… He wondered if he wanted them all as well?

 

He gulped at the thought, and knew there was only one way to find out.

 

“Yo, bros… Could I lay a question on you guys?”

 

“Always, Bro-dhi! What’s up?” Hank 1 is fast in responding. Bodhi exhales softly, treading into the conversation carefully.

 

“Are… you all, like… uh…” He eyes them cautiously, looking for any signs for him to stop. But, they all remain there unfazed. He sighs softly, his foot nervously tapping on his sleeping bag. “Uhh… Okay, maybe I’m totally off on this, and correct me if I am… But, are you all, like… ya know… Involved with one another?”

 

He watches them look at each other, and he gulps, hard. The atmosphere begins to feel tense, goosebumps crawling along his skin.

 

‘Shit. Maybe I shouldn’t have said anything.’ He worriedly thinks to himself. They are silent for just a moment more before they all grin and burst into laughter.

 

“Bro, of course we are!” Hank 2 states, matter-of-factly. The others' laughter began to die down, some of them sighing, relief spreading over their faces.

 

“We were wondering how to, like, approach that topic with you. We just dialed it down in case you weren’t, uh…” Hank 3 voice trails off. They all begin to frown softly, all eyes on Bodhi now.

 

“Comfortable with it?” Bodhi pierces the quiet. He shakes his head furiously, waving his hands in the air. “I totally am, bros! Love is love! Sorry if I gave off the vibe that I wasn’t cool with it…”

 

They all sigh, relieved again, and all surround him, patting his shoulders, arms, whatever they can reach.

 

“Phew, good! You were a cool dude before but now you are, like, TOTALLY cool!” Hank 2 grins. Bodhi smiles, and finally relaxing, breathes out.

 

“Actually, we got a question for you, too, broski.” Hank 4 slings an arm around Bodhi.

 

“Yeah?”

 

“So… How do you feel about our Lady House Homie?” Panic softly ran in his heart, and he gulped softly.

 

“I… Uh… I mean, she’s a dream… And…” His voice trailed away, and he could see the Hanks all studying his reaction.

 

“Be honest, homie. It’s all good.” Hank 1 comforted and coaxed him.

 

“Yeah… I… am into her. Like, A LOT.” They all nod thoughtfully at that.

 

“We are, too.” The Hanks all comment softly in unison. Stunned, Bodhi is silent, only capable of blinking.

 

“Which brings us to our next question…” Hank 5 speaks up now. “How would you like to handle the situation?”

 

His thoughts begin to race, unsure how to answer the question. Hank 4 chuckles softly, slipping his arm off Bodhi’s shoulders.

 

“Maybe the better question to ask is… if we include her in our polycule, would you be down to join it, too?”

 

There it is again. That pang of desire.

Bodhi grips this sleeping bag, a blush creeping on his cheeks. He never considered it a possibility, never once considered pursuing one of them, let alone all of them. But, what was this feeling in his chest?

 

“Would you… want to try? With us, I mean.” Hank 1’s voice is calm and even. Bodhi stares at him, beginning to bite down on his lips. He, hopefully, subtly closes his legs together, attempting to push down the now bubbling lust in his heart.

 

“And, if you say no, we’re still broskis for life! No harm, no foul!” Hank 2 smiles softly.

 

“I…” Bodhi starts, but closes his lips again. His eyes dart around, his mind still racing with the possibilities, and this new desire that seems to grow by the second. “...What all does… this…” He waves his hands around towards the collective, “...involve?”

 

“Well… If you’re cool with trying men as partners… We are willing to take it slow, or fast, however you prefer. Er, sorry, not to assume you haven’t before! Have you?” Hank 5 asks. He shakes his head softly.

 

“No… But… I think… I’ve always been curious. And seeing how you all have interacted with each other, and even just how close we are as friends, I…” He attempts to ground himself firmly, finding the confidence deep within. “I think I… want to try. And see how it goes, if… that’s cool?”

 

They all grin at him, nodding.

 

“Of course! And, no pressure, okay? We just…” Hank 1 looks at the other Hanks then back at Bodhi. “We… have been wanting to pursue our House Lady seriously. And, we all want to share her. But, we could tell you were putting out similar signals to her. And, honestly, I think she’s been vibing with it. She may be down with something as wild as this big of a polycule.”

The Hanks laugh at that, and Bodhi, finally calming his nerves, chuckles with them.

 

“Of course, we wanted to see what you thought. And… you vibe well with us, we figured we’d, ya know, see if you were down, too.” Hank 2 shrugs softly. Bodhi nods, his grip softening on the sleeping bag.

 

“So… What do we do now?” He asks the collective. The Hanks all smile at him.

 

“Ball’s in your court, bud. What do you want to do?”

Chapter 2

Summary:

POV of Bodhi and the Hanks bonding ;)

Notes:

Heavy smut, involving Bodhi and the Hanks

Bodhi considers his options carefully, as the Hanks demonstrate surprising restraint and patience. Something small, something simple to start with. Gently, slowly, as though trying to coax over a stray cat, his fingers begin to move towards the one closest to him: Hank 1. His fingers slide over Hank 1’s, and he traces subtly along the creases of his fingers, wrapping the ends of his fingers under Hank 1’s.

 

He takes a soft hold, pausing to see if he would pull away. Finally gathering the courage to look him in the eye, he blushes, the soft and tender features of his face exuding comfort and patience. When Bodhi begins to drag his hand towards him, Hank 1 remains statuesque. He lifts his hand up, guiding it to his cheek, and laying his hand flush against it.

 

“May I…?” Hank 1 softly whispers out, and it slightly startles Bodhi, but he leans into the touch, resting his hand over Hank 1’s, nodding. He begins to trace small circles on Bodhi’s cheek, the warmth on his cheeks growing. Bodhi sighs softly, his hand sliding down to Hank 1’s wrist. “Do you want me to take the lead?”

 

The two stare at each other intently, and his mind begins to race with various images as to what he infers. But, Hank 1 begins to chuckle, his thumb still in its circular motion.

 

“We’re still going slow, brospeh, no need to panic. If you’d like, I can kiss your cheek, see how you like it?” He gulps, somewhat embarrassed that something like that made him feel… giddy. But, his lips begin to move.

 

“Yes… That would be choice…” Hank 1 snorts softly at the lingo, unable to help the grin spreading on his face. He leans forward, and using a gentle grip on Bodhi’s cheek, turns his face slightly, greeting his other cheek with his lips. They’re surprisingly supple, Bodhi’s lips parting marginally on reflex. 

 

Hank 1 then leans back, beginning to lower his hand from his cheek. Hank 1 is startled as Bodhi suddenly grips his wrist, surprising Bodhi himself. But, Hank 1 remains calm, a twinkle in his eye.

 

“Are you cool if I just went for it?” Bodhi manages to ask without hesitation. Hank 1 nods, still smiling.

 

“Whatever you want to do, I’m down for.” Verbal permission granted, Bodhi’s hands move to Hank 1’s cheeks, cupping them, as he leans towards him, eyes closing, as their lips pressing together. It is brief, and he pulls back, studying him for any reaction. But, the unofficial leader is still unnerved, in fact, he gleams at the other brightly.

 

As though he had been holding onto his breath, Bodhi exhales deeply, unexpectedly smiling. The tension he himself had created from within has begun to dissipate, and in the pit of his heart, the craving of wanting more begins to simmer on the surface. And he couldn’t help but wonder how far he was willing to go in one night.

 

But, for the time being, he worked up the courage to kiss the other Hanks. Hank 4 was the next one closest to him, and he turned to him. The blonde arches a brow slightly, his lips wanting to tug into a smirk, but he kept his lips thinned in a smile. Closing his eyes, he greets the others lips with his own. A soft hum vibrates out the blonde’s lips, and it stirs something within Bodhi.

 

The other three Hanks begin to scoot closer, but still keep a safe distance. Bodhi went to each of them, down the line, Hank 2, then Hank 5, then Hank 3. Having successfully locked lips with all of them, he settles back onto his sleeping bag, heart slightly pounding.

 

“That was… stellar.” The Hanks softly chuckle to themselves.

 

“You wanna keep making out, homie?” Hank 3 smirks at Bodhi, scooting close to him. He blinks, mouth slightly ajar.

 

“Uh… I mean… What about…” His eyes dart between the other Hank’s faces, and they all chuckle.

 

“That’s the fun of a polycule, homie, we can all do our own thing! Either together or on our own!” Hank 5 beams at Bodhi. Hank 1, 2, and 4 move close to Hank 5, with Hank 4 resting his chin on Hank 5’s shoulder, Hank 4 wrapping his arms around Hank 5’s waist.

 

“We planned on, uh… getting down to business tonight. We already planned on taking it to the showers, unless you’re cool with us staying here?” Hank 4 starts, with Hank 2 chiming in.

 

“And, if you do say we can stick around here, we can partition up half the tent and you and Hank 3 can just make out for a bit on the other side?”

 

“Oh, uh… Nah, honestly, you don’t need to do all that. I’m kinda… curious to see… Uh… That is if it isn’t totally lame of me to ask.”

 

“Heh, nice, some voyeurism, eh? Sometimes we start with that…” Hank 1 chuckles to himself, with Hank 3 continuing.

 

“But, the urge to join your bros always wins out over being a spectator. Though…” Hank 3 wraps an arm around Bodhi, pulling him close. He becomes keenly aware of the subtle cologne that is on his body. “Hank 5 won’t admit it, but he loves being watched.”

 

“Ugh, bro, c’mon…” Hank 5 whines out, turning his head away as a blush materializes into his cheeks. Hank 1 takes the side opposite Hank 4, an arm slinging around his waist, joining Hank 4’s.

 

“Well… If I’m gonna be a part of this, uh… polycule, you called it? Then, I should learn what all you like doing together, right?” They all flash him a sly grin, some of them nodding.

 

“Damn straight, broski! You and I can just smash lips together while they get their party started. If you want to ramp it up, just speak up and let me know.” Hank 3 takes hold of Bodhi’s chin, turning his attention back to him, pressing his lips to his. He pulls away, and for a brief moment, they stare into each other's eyes. Their lips crash together again, as Bodhi takes the bold step into the fray.

 

Hank 3’s hands begin on Bodhi’s shoulders, sliding down to his pecs, stopping just above his nipples. Bodhi moans softly into Hank 3’s mouth, and they part for a moment, Hank 3 giving him a smirk.

 

“You’re getting much more bold, my guy, lovin’ it! So… Am I good to touch you lower?” His thumbs rub lines up and down his pecs. The sounds of quiet moans cause Bodhi to turn his head, but is only able to catch a glimpse of the other four, who have, at this point, stripped down to nothing and in their own lip locked session. Hank 3’s hand cup Bodhi’s cheek, turning his attention back to him, grinning. “Don’t leave me hanging, bro.”

 

“Yeah… Yeah, go ahead.”

 

“Any place I should avoid?” Bodhi’s desire to turn back to look at the other four dizzies him slightly, but he shakes his head, confidently.

 

“Nah, let me experience everything… Maybe save for uh…”

“A dick in your ass?” Hank 3 quirks an eyebrow, and Bodhi sheepishly nods. He chuckles, planting a small kiss on the curly haired man’s nose. “No problemo, homie! And, as always, if you change your mind, just let me know… We can take it as slow or as fast as you want. We always come prepared. Anyways…”

 

Hank 3 licks Bodhi’s lips, giving him one last grin.

 

“Enough talking, hm?” He slips his tongue in when Bodhi partially opens his mouth. Bodhi’s hands fly to Hank 3’s waist, taking hold as the red head passionately wrestles their tongues together. Hank 3 slides his hands down, pressing down over his nipples. Bodhi moans are suffocated out as Hank 3 devours his mouth, beginning to tease his nipples with his thumbs.

 

Bodhi’s moans aren’t the only ones being emitted, and when Hank 3 finally tears away from his lips to move down to his neck, his eyes wander back to the four. He watches in amazement and awe as Hank 5, now on all fours, proceeds to suck on the cocks of Hank 1 and Hank 4, as Hank 2’s cock straddles Hank 5’s ass, pouring lube onto it. His own cock twitches, strained against the fabric of his briefs as he stares hungrily. Hank 5’s eyes move from looking up at the two stuffing his mouth, catching Bodhi’s stare. Hank 5 gives him a sly wink, returning his gaze to the two in front of him.

 

“Mm, like what you see, Bro-dhi?” Hank 3 softly whispers into his ear, causing his body to softly shutter. He gulps, biting down on his lip, becoming oh so painfully aware of his own erection. Hank 3 swipes a finger between the hem of his waistband, touching skin and his dark happy trail. Bodhi hitches his breath, cock twitching slightly. “I could help you with your… situation.”

 

“Y-yeah… I’m game, dude…” Hank 3’s lips curl into a coy smirk, taking hold of the hem of Bodhi’s briefs. As he does, Hank 3’s bulge brushes past his thigh, and he retracts a hand to lay across his mouth, stifling a groan.

 

“So sensitive, bruh… Let’s take care of-” As Hank 3 speaks, he has begun to slide Bodhi’s briefs down, and is left speechless as Bodhi’s erection is flung out. Hank 3’s eyes grow wide, hands stopped in their tracks. Bodhi gulps nervously, his hand wearily moving away from his lips.

 

“H-hey, is everything o-”

 

“DUDE, YOU’RE HUGE!” Hank 3 blurts out, causing the others to stop and turn their attention to them. Bodhi’s face turns completely red, and he hides his face in his hands.

 

“Brooo…” He muffles out, shaking his head, curls bouncing.

 

“Yoooo, nice, homie!” Hank 2 calls out, releasing his hold on Hank 5’s hips.

 

“Heh, Hank, I think you got your work cut out for ya, bud. He looks about as big as you. Maybe even bigger!” Hank 4 chortles.

 

“Only one way to know. Maybe now you’ll see how we feel taking you on. I mean, it’s great, but, damn, you are big.” Hank 1 chuckles out. The four resume, Hank 2 laying down, and Hank 4 and 1 sitting Hank 5 down onto his cock slowly.

 

Hank 3 pries Bodhi’s hands away, quickly moving in to kiss his chin.

 

“Hey, no hiding, man. We ain’t got nothing to hide here. See?” He gestures towards the four. Hank 5, in reverse cowgirl position, getting bounced on Hank 2’s cock as Hank 1 and Hank 4 tease and play with their nipples, both their cocks now in Hank 2’s mouth.

 

Bodhi looks back at Hank 3, nodding, strands of his curls draping over his shoulders delicately. Hank 3 removes his briefs, free throwing them into the pile of underwear. Bodhi looks him up and down, admiring the freckles that decorate his body in its entirety, especially on his penis, a bright red happy trail leading to it. He bites down on his lip, noticing the large member Hank 3 possesses.

 

Hank 3 grips his own cock, laying it over Bodhi’s. Bodhi’s breath hitches, and he suppresses the urge to buck up.

 

“Damn… You are slightly bigger than me. Welp, guess I really do got my work cut out for me. Heh…” Hank 3 smirks, now gripping Bodhi’s cock, rubbing them together. Bodhi tilts his head back, sighing.

 

“Fuuuck…”

 

“That ain’t nothin’. Wait till I get my mouth on you.” He release their cocks, going down, spreading Bodhi’s legs apart. Bodhi, unbalanced and suddenly moved, falls back onto the sleeping bag. Hank 3 takes hold of Bodhi’s cock, slowly licking from the bottom of the tip and to the top, slightly dipping his tongue into the hole. Bodhi clenches the sleeping bag, hissing through clenched teeth, cock twitching for Hank 3. He hears the ginger chuckle, his tongue now starting at the base of his shaft, and moving up to the tip, very very slowly.

 

“Ohhh… Fuuuuckkk, Hank…”

 

“Mmn, keep saying my name, bro. It’s so hot coming from you…” Hank 3 growls out lowly, his mouth now descending on his shaft slowly. Bodhi’s hands fly to Hank 3’s head, taking hold of it, straining to hold back his hips. Hank 3 slides his mouth off with a loud pop, licking his lips. “Don’t be afraid to fuck my mouth if that’s what you crave. I aim to please.”

 

Bodhi shudders lightly as his cock is once again engulfed by the wet, warm crevice that is Hank 3’s mouth. He begins to test the waters, gently bucking his hips, thrusting his cock slowly into the ginger’s mouth. His moans vibrate against his shaft, and he grips his hair tight, picking up his pace. Bodhi repeats his name over and over like a prayer, softly to himself.

 

Bodhi tilts his head to the side, sighing in ecstasy, as continues to buck his hips, holding Hank 3’s head in place. A hand slithers along his toned abs, and his balls are now grasped by the other. He bites down on his lower lip, bucking hard when Hank 3 gives his balls a squeeze. Hank 3 begins to pat Bodhi's thigh rapidly, and he immediately releases his hold. Hank 3 sits up, coughing slightly, breathing deeply.

 

“S-sorry, was I too rough?”

 

“Heh, it’s all good, homie! Just not used to your girth. Let’s try this again.” Erection disappearing into Hank 3’s mouth again, Bodhi’s head is flushed against the sleeping bags. He attempts to reach for Hank 3’s head again, but a pair of hands latch onto his wrists, pulling them back and pinning them above his head. He looks up to the source, Hank 4 grinning at him. When their eyes meet, he licks his lips.

 

“You look so hot, Bro-dhi. You two looked like you were having a ton of fun. Cool if we tagged in?”

 

He nods wildly, unable to contain his excitement at the thrill of being handled by multiple partners at once. Hank 4 chuckles.

 

“You’re definitely an Honorary Hank. How would you like to taste my dick, hmm?” Hank 1 slides up next to Bodhi, followed by Hank 2, who moves behind Hank 4. Hank 5 is nowhere to be seen.

 

“I- OH!” Bodhi throws his head back as Hank 3 has picked up his pace. He lifts his head up enough to see that Hank 5 is now behind Hank 3, the ginger’s ass up, being thrusted into. Hank 5’s hand grip the ginger’s hips as he pounds into him as another furiously jerks him off, eliciting a moan that pulses against Bodhi’s cock. With half lidded eyes, he looks to Hank 1, panting softly. “I… want you in my mouth, dude…”

 

“Got you, dude.” Hank 1 retorts playfully, lining up the tip of his cock against Brodhi’s lips. He guides his cock against his lips, and Bodhi lazily hangs his tongue out. Hank 1 groans as Bodhi’s tongue rubs against his tip, and he slowly moves inwards. Bodhi opens his mouth wide, gently enclosing around the shaft, keeping his lips pressed enough to allow his dick to move in and out, but with enough pressure that it fuels moans from them both.

 

Nipples toyed and teased with, Bodhi’s hips begin to buck more erratically, as he whimpers deeply against Hank 1’s cock.

 

“Yo, Hank, give a thumbs up if you want Bro-dhi to shoot his load in your mouth.” Hank 4 calls out. There is a slight silence, followed by quiet cheers. “That’s a yes, my guy. So, don’t hold back. Give him everything you got.”

 

Bodhi, as though on command, ruts into the ginger’s mouth, a hand wrapped around the base of his shaft. His tongue laps against him as Hank 3 swallows every drop that reaches his throat. Hank 5 moans, releasing into Hank 3, slowly pulling out and panting. Hank 4 releases Bodhi’s wrists, and his now freed hands move to cling to Hank 1’s thighs as his mouth continues to be fucked into.

 

Not too long after, Hank 1 is sliding his cock out, and Bodhi blinks up at him.

 

“I… can swallow, too…” His voice quietly peeps out. And Hank 1 grins, reinserting his dick into his mouth.

 

“Then get ready…” He grips the black curly haired man’s head, wildly bucking into his mouth. Hank 4 and Hank 2 hold back his curls, rubbing his back, singing soft praises to him. Finally, Hank 1 shudders, and releases the warm hot cum shooting against the back of his mouth, sliding down his throat. He gulps down and down, until there is nothing left. The taste isn’t quite what he imagined, and he involuntarily smacks his lips when the cock is out of his mouth, face crinkling a bit. The others laugh, all helping Bodhi to sit upright, patting him on the back.

 

“Great job, Honorary Hank! How do ya feel?” Hank 5 asks, breathing returning to normal

 

“I… feel TUBULAR! That was WICKED AWESOME, MAN!” They all laugh, pulling each other into a hug. They all give Bodhi a small kiss on whatever surface their lips can reach before they all grab their underwear, sliding them back onto their bodies.

 

“C’mon, Bro-dhi, shower time.” Hank 3 pants out.

 

Once everyone is dressed, they all begin to leave the tent. Hank 1 is the first out, but he jumps back with a start. The rest jump in place, wildly trying to get a look outside to see what the commotion was. And there you sit, having fallen back onto the ground, breathing hard, eyes wide and wild.

Chapter 3

Summary:

Having heard the commotion, you, dear Reader, now are invited into their polycule, where fun will ensue.

Notes:

VERY heavy nsfw, just absolutely raunchy all throughout.

“W-whoa, House Homie! Didn’t hear ya come up!” Hank 1 breathes out, relieved.

 

“S-sorry, didn’t mean to scare you! You guys were just getting so loud.”

 

Everyone glances at each other before laughing.

 

“Sorry, homie, we’re gonna be on quiet hours in a bit. Just heading to the showers first.” Hank 4 says as Hank 1 and he exit, helping you back up onto your feet.

 

“Aww, babe, you got dirt on your cute pjs.” Hank 3 says as he sees you, eyeing you up and down. He smiles, brushing off some of the dirt, near your sides, avoiding your ass. “Got any spares to change into?”

 

“Nope… This is the only pair I brought. That’s okay, maybe I can wash them tonight and leave them out to dry.”

 

“Whoa, you just gonna go to sleep nude?” Hank 2 arches a brow, having exited followed by Hank 5 and Bodhi. Bodhi’s eyes linger on your form. They’re your usual pjs, but in his heightened state, that familiar feeling of desire wells in his stomach.

 

“Uh… I can let you borrow one of my shirts for the night… If that’s cool with you, dudette.” You smile at Bodhi, nodding.

 

“If you don’t mind?”

“Nah, it’s no sweat! Here.” He goes back into the tent and comes back out, holding a dark long sleeved shirt. He hands it to you and you hold it close to your breasts. He gulps lightly, the image of you wearing just his shirt flashing into his mind.

 

“Thanks, Bodhi… You guys said you’re going down to the showers? Mind if I tag along?”

 

“Of course, homie! You can even shower with us… We’ll get you cleaned up, or…” Hank 3 wiggles his eyebrows at you, grinning, and you blush, giggling.

 

“And if I said yes?” His grin crumbles into a slacked jaw stare, and you laugh. “I think I broke him!”

 

“Heh, can’t tease a teaser like that, homie. He’s all talk.” Hank 4 chuckles, wrapping an arm around Hank 3 and leading him down the trail, with Hank 2 joining them.

 

“Guys, don’t forget your- Ah, guess I’ll just get it then.” Hank 5 goes back into the tent and comes back out with a toiletry bag. He smiles at you, and waves, following after the two. Just you, Bodhi and Hank 1 remain, and you first stop by your tent to grab your toiletry bag, then join the two.

 

You are in the middle of them both, your shoes crunching against the autumn leaves as you follow the trail down. The small floor lights keep the dark at bay, allowing you to see into the distance.

 

“Did we wake you, homie?” Hank 1 asks you.

 

“Eh, I couldn’t get to sleep to begin with. You guys sounded like you were having, uh, fun.” You phrase it sarcastically, giggling to yourself. You look at Bodhi whose face has turned beet red. Hank 1 laughs, shrugging.

 

“Yeahh, we did. You could, too, you know…” He smiles at you, his intent well hidden as you look at him.

 

“Oh? You teasing me now?”

 

“100% serious, homie. If you down to vibe with us.” Stunned, you stay silent, opting to look at Bodhi. He glances your way, rubbing the back of his neck.

 

“Uh… If it makes a difference, I’m.. vibing with them now…” You flutter your lashes, holding his shirt tight.

 

“Wow… So, like… are we just… gonna be a casual item or…”

 

“Hold that thought, homie, let’s get the rest of the guys first.”

 

And in moments, you have reached the public showers, where the others wait. Hank 1 waves them over, and they bound over to you three as you slow to a stop.

 

“I told her, bros.” Hank 1 starts. They all stare at you, mixed reactions plastered on their faces. 

 

“A-and…?” Hank 2 nervously asks.

 

“I was wanting to know if this was just gonna be like… a casual thing?”

 

“NO!!” The Hanks all shout, small sad expressions on their faces. “WE CARE ABOUT YOU, HOMIE!”

 

“Okay, okay, shh… Not too loud, but… If you’re all interested in… this… then…” You look at Bodhi, then the Hanks. “Then, yeah… I… am definitely interested in vibing. You feel the same way, Bodhi?”

 

A blush spreads across his cheeks as he begins to rub the back of his neck, nodding.

 

“At first, I was hesitant but… The guys and I had been pretty solid before. I just went with it, and… I… really enjoyed myself. Enjoyed who I am with them, ya know? But… I also REALLY am into you, dudette… Like…”

 

He pauses. Approaching you, he gently takes your hands into his, smiling down at you.

 

“I been meaning to tell you how I felt. Like, not just, ya know, making me REALLY real, but… just being there for me and helping me navigate this new life. And just the patience and kindness you showed not only to me, but everyone in that house. Including my bros.”

 

The Hanks silently cheer, and you giggle. Bodhi’s thumbs stroke the back of your hands softly.

 

“Like, this isn’t some… weird hostage situation or nothin’. You always gave me the chance to fly the coop, get a place of my own or even share with the bros, but… I never wanted to leave your side. Ever. I see you in my future, babe, and… my bros even more now.”

 

He sighs softly, gently squeezing your hands before continuing.

 

“All of that to say that I really wanna be with you, and now with my bros as something more romantic-like. Sorry if this is all… too fast for ya, heh. Old habits die hard, I guess…”

 

You smirk up at him, a glimmer in your eye. You shift your hands to take hold of his wrists, pulling him closer to you. You tug him downwards, flying your lips to his in a small kiss. When you pull away, he is speechless.

 

“Not too fast for you?” Bodhi grins, kissing you back more passionately before pulling you into a hug.

 

“No way! Definitely not.”

The Hanks draw in close, warm smiles on their lips.

 

“Mannn, bro, you have a way with words. Pretty much put everything out there that we had been thinking.” Hank 2 says.

 

“House Homie, it’s like he says. Don’t think us bros really see a future without you deeply in it. And hopefully deeply IN you…” Hank 3 smirks, taking one of your hands and kissing the back of it. You giggle, twirling a strand of hair round your finger.

 

“Oh? Then, should a shower wait?” Hank 3 pauses, and through his eyes you can almost see the gears turning faster in his head, as though trying to thoroughly digest what he heard. The other Hanks grin at you, while Bodhi’s blush brightens.

 

“Yoo, like… You wanna get down tonight?” Hank 4 lightly licks his lips.

 

“I mean… It’s like you all said. I think we all had been… wanting to act upon something but never took the leap till now. And besides…” You wink at Bodhi. “Maybe I like it progressing faster than usual.”

 

This earns a grin from all of the boys, and you feel their eyes scan you over. The Hanks turn to each other, Hank 1 grabbing Bodhi and pulling him in with them, and they all glance at him.

 

“Well… If you’re up for some more action, Bro-dhi, we could fulfil our lady’s wishes.” Hank 3 clasps his hands together as he simpers. Bodhi’s eyes dart between all of them and you, and you flutter your lashes, trying to look your sweetest at him. He gulps softly, and looks back at the Hanks.

 

“Well… I’m definitely not opposed…” He says thoughtfully. “All the way, babe?”

 

“Why not? We can just get started and see where it takes us, right?”

“Of course! If anyone wants to bail, just say so, and we’ll stop and just cuddle the rest of the night out.” Hank 1 states, and everyone nods in agreement.

 

“Let’s head back then, the showers will have to wait!” Hank 2 cheers, and all of you trek back to the tent. You all pile into the boys’ tent, and they all sit together forming a half circle. Toiletry bags tossed aside, you step over to them, sitting in the middle.

 

“Aight, House Homie, would you prefer we use protection?” Hank 1 asks you, and you shake your head, quite confidently.

 

“No way, I want to feel it all. And I do mean all.” You purr out, causing a collection of shivers among them all. The Hanks grin, Bodhi slacked jawed.

 

“Heh, bold, babe. Afraid we won’t be able to get you to that point tonight. But…” Hank 1 speaks as they all place their hands on Bodhi’s back, giving it a pat. “We’ll stretch you out enough to take on this guy.”

 

“How many fingers, Hank?” The blonde curly haired Hank asks the red head.

 

“I’d say four at minimum. Five to be real safe.” They thoughtfully nod at that, Bodhi and you giving each other mirroring half shrugs.

 

“Groups of three and two then?” Hank 2 asks, the others nod.

 

“Okay, you two ready? We got the game plan set!” Hank 5 smiles.

 

“Er… Were we supposed to be able to follow along…?” He chuckles, gesturing to himself and Hank 1.

 

“Hank and I will be on team Bodhi. The other bros will be on team House Homie.”

 

“Team…” The gears in your head turn as the red head flings an around around your waist.

 

“You’ll see once we get started. You ready?” You nod. “And, anything we should avoid doing to you to keep from killing the sexy vibe?”

 

“Uh… Nothing comes to mind. But, if I get uncomfortable, I’ll pat you three times. Other than that, I’m ready to get this party started.” He grins, kissing your cheek.

 

“Good! Same goes to you, Bro-dhi. All about communication? And with that…” He takes your chin in his grasp, tilting your head up as he kisses your lips. When he pulls away, Hank 2 kisses your lips, then Hank 4. As they begin to shed your clothes off you, you watch, biting down on your lip as you witness Bodhi lip locked with Hank 1 and then Hank 5.

 

Similarly, the two begin to strip Bodhi of his clothes, and they all land on a pile to the side, before all of them remove their own clothing, joining the rest. You are both sitting on the sleeping bags, across from one another, just out of reach.

 

Like reflections of one another, you and Bodhi drink each other in, trying to study each other's forms. You smile reassuringly at him, and he smiles, mouthing ‘You are so hot.’

 

As your cheeks burn hot, in contrast to the cool air hitting your skin, pairs of hands surround you: Hank 2 takes your right side, his hands on the curvature of your ribcage, Hank 4 on your left, hands positioned parallel to Hank 2’s, and Hank 3, sits behind you, hands on your back, with his legs placed on either side of you sandwich by the two hanks at your sides. Hank 1 and Hank 5 take either side of Bodhi, mimicking the same position.

 

You watch as Hank 1 whispers something softly into Bodhi’s ear, causing his cheeks to turn bright, but he’s nodding. Hank 1 smirks, nodding to Hank 5, and both of them slide one of their hands to Bodhi’s back.

 

The Hanks’ hands all begin to move down, the ones on the side using one hand to flit over the grooves of both yours and Bodhi’s nipples. And, at the same time, they begin to tease them. You both moan at the same time, blushes increasing along with your arousals.

 

As they play and toy with both your nipples, they begin to kiss one another, occasionally kissing you and Bodhi. Soon, their hands trail further down, and stop on yours’ and Bodhi’s thighs. Meanwhile, the hands on your back have reached your ass, and they are squeezed over and over.

 

You and Bodhi moan again, and you realize they must also be doing the same to him. Hank 4’s lips hover by your ear.

 

“Can I play in your ass, babe?” He asks so softly, and so hungrily. As though under his spell, you nod, the anticipation building. One of the hands moves from your ass, a finger now waiting at your lips. “Suck it good, babe.”

 

You open your mouth, the finger moving in, and you clamp down around it, lavishing it with your tongue voraciously. Your counterpart does the same, sucking languidly on Hank 1’s finger. As you suck and lick away, the hands on your thighs, and on Bodhi’s, knead the skin tenderly, moving up and down. Then, both their fingers leave your mouth with a pop, disappearing back behind you both.

 

Fingers trace along your outer folds, and you quiver lightly, a soft groan leaving your lips. You watch as Bodhi’s shaft receives the same, two fingers trailing up to his tip, and fingers now on your clit. The two sets of fingers, one on your clit the other on Bodhi’s tip, begin to swipe in a half-circle motion leisurely. Bodhi’s chest rises and falls sharply, a soft hiss exiting his lips. You whine softly, beginning to lean your head back.

 

The two at your side press their lips to either side of your neck, the same with Bodhi, and the Hanks begin to suck and bite at your necks. As you both moan together, the entrance of your ass is greeted with a cold, slick sensation. It slowly pushes in, and you wince softly, gritting your teeth.

 

“You’re both doing so good.” They all coo out. Separately, the two of you receive different, softly delivered praises and flirtations, the speed of the finger in your ass picking up along with the motions against your clit. The two at your side shift hands, barely skipping a beat with rubbing your clit, as they move the fingers previously there towards your now soaking cunt. They both push in, delicately, and you whine.

 

You observe the fingers on Bodhi’s tip slide down the shaft, more fingers joining to wrap around his girth. Together, they move down his shaft and back up at a languid pace. The only thing you desired at this point was beginning closer to Bodhi so you could touch him. The two of you instead use your hands to grip the arms of your pleasure seekers.

 

Bodhi pants, hips beginning to buck in speed with the hands stroking him. You groan as you feel another finger slip in, pumping faster. Then another enters, your toes beginning to curl.

 

“Good, you’re doing so good, homie…” Hank 3 whispers in your ear, lulling his tongue along its edge. You shudder, beginning to squeeze your legs together, but Hank 3, hooking his legs under yours, pries them far apart, using himself as leverage to prevent them from returning to the middle.

 

“Mnn, Hank… Ha… Ha…” You breathily moan out, and you clock the two Hanks on the other side licking their lips at you, watching the two play in your cunt. You bite down on your lip, sucking in air sharply as the inner walls of your pussy are stretched. Tender and soft kisses greet your neck, jaw, cheeks, wherever they are able to reach as they continue to stretch you out.

 

As this continues, Hank 3 wraps his arms around your waist, holding you close as he lowers you both down onto your backs. You lay firmly against him, his hands snaking down your arms, taking hold of them, then pulling them up and behind your head. Using one of his hands, he grips your wrists together, his free hand sliding down to your breathes, bouncing back and forth between them.

 

“Do you want Bro–dhi to eat you out?” He growls seductively in your ear, and you nod wildly. “What was that, babe? Didn’t quite catch that.”

“Bodhi, e-eat me out, now!” You groan out. The fingers in your pussy slide out, and you groan at the lost sensation, but your ears perk up as you hear the fabric of the sleeping bags being rapidly moved against. Tilting your head up, you watch as Bodhi, down on his knees, face inches away from your pussy, hooks his arms under and up your’s and Hank 3’s, clamping them in a vice grip.

 

His huge tongue slings out, slapping against the bottom of your folds, lusciously sliding up to your clit. He moans hard against your folds, and you tremble, crying out, hips bucking. He laps away at you as though starved. Your breathing quickens, hips continuing to buck, your hands grasping at the air. The two Hanks that were at your side lean down, their mouths on your nipples, sucking at them.

 

Panting harder and harder, you let out a scream, your orgasm rippling out, splashing against Bodhi’s face. But, he doesn’t stop, his tongue shoving into your entrance, nose buried in your cunt. You pant hard, and lock eyes with him. He stares up at you, eyes half lidded, in pure bliss.

 

“B-Bodhi, I’m-” You groan, another orgasm decorating his face. He finally pries his mouth off your drenched cunt, the two Hanks at his sides licking the excess off his face.

 

“Mmm… Babe, you taste amazing. Can’t wait to get more of you in my mouth…” Hank 1 licks his lips.

 

“Mm, maybe if she’s still got stamina…” Hank 5 muses aloud.

 

Bodhi pants, grabbing his cock with one hand, scooting closer. His tip rests against your clit as he strokes his cock against your wet folds. You both moan, the Hanks on your tits not having let up.

 

“O-oh, Bodhi, put it in…” Your lashes flutter up at him as he leans forward, using his free hand to press against the area next to your head, keeping his balance. His lips reach yours, locking you into a deep kiss as he slowly pushes his tip in. You cry into his mouth, clenching around him hard. His head tilts back, and you groan.

 

“S-shit!” He hisses out, unable to push forward.

 

“Relax, baby, relax…” Hank 5 murmurs out softly, his finger on your clit, gently kneading it. Your inner walls’ muscles begin to slacken, getting used to the girth sitting at your entrance. Once your tight hold on him lets go, he continues, going so cautiously as though you would shatter if he dared go too fast. He goes and he goes, until his skin is flush with yours.

 

“Dudette… you feel so good… I’m gonna make you feel so good…” His lips go to yours once again, his tender presses helping to keep you relaxed as his cock begins to slide back out. When the tip is near the entrance, he slowly pushes back in, met with slight resistance. You two moan, but you feel close again, the stimulation from all angles driving you crazy.

 

“I-I’m not gonna… be able to hold on m-much longer, Bodhi…”

 

“It’s o-okay, babe, let go… I’m r-right there with you…” He pants out, picking up his pace once the resistance has ceased. You moan, bucking your hips in time with his. Your lips are together, moans swapped as you release for a third time, joined by his own. He fills you to the brim, causing you to whine in ecstasy.

 

He pulls out of you, staggering backwards, landing on his back. His chest heaving, he shuts his eyes closed. The two at your breasts sit upright, stretching as they do. Hank 3 pushes himself upright, you following his motion, as he holds you tight.

 

“You… were… TOTALLY INCREDIBLE, BABY!” He cheers, the others joining suit.

 

“Let’s not forget our man, Bro-dhi. Like, damn, bro, you were totally feral on her. It was hot.” Hank 2 says, and Bodhi slings an arm across his eyes, blushing, but unable to suppress the smile that forms on his lips.

 

“Here, House Homie, I’ll clean you up.” Hank 4 goes to the toiletry bags, rummaging around until he finds genital sanitary wipes, returning to your side. He gently wipes you down, your chest still heaving.

 

“That… was… incredible…” You pant softly, Hank 4 finishing wiping you down, and finds a small paper bag to toss the wipe into it. “Are… we gonna be able to… do more?”

 

“Liiiiike…?” Hank 3 exaggerates, you can almost hear the smirk in his knowing tone.

 

“Like… More of you… in me…” They all grin at you.

 

“Mmmm, not until Bro-dhi loses his A-card.” Hank 4 answers. “But, ultimately, we of course will be, babe. How could we not after this display tonight…” He kisses your lips, then parts, grinning.

 

Bodhi sits up at the mention of his name, cheeks still tinted a lovely red.

 

“I’m game, bros. I… I’ll take a dick up the ass…” They all pat his back lovingly.

 

“Dunno, don’t sound too convinced by that. What do you think, Hank?” Hank 1 redirects to Hank 3. He shakes his head, red curls swaying.

 

“Nah, def not convinced. What do you think, lady bro? Does he sound like a guy that wants to be fucked in the ass?”

 

Bodhi and you make eye contact, your mouth watering slightly at the thought of watching him getting fucked.

 

“I, for one, would love that… Er! I mean, uh…” You sigh softly as they smirk at you. “Not only would I really like to see that… But, I would also like that. One hundred percent, no cap. They all grin till they start laughing.

 

“No cap in-fuckin’-deed! Love it! See, she’s got the conviction, bro!” Hank 2 beams at Bodhi. Bodhi takes a breath, stealing himself.

 

“Bros. Lady bro. I want to be fucked in the ass.” They all stare at him in awe, his entire demeanor having shifted. If you weren’t past your limit, you would have jumped on him right then and there.

 

“Okay! I believe ya!” Hank 1 gives him a hardy slap against the back before wrapping an arm around his shoulders pulling him in close. “Tomorrow night, you think?”

 

“Oh! Well, why not?” They all shout and cheer.

 

“NO FEAR, BRO-DHI!” They all yell out, clamoring around him, ruffling his hair.

 

“Aight, House Babe, looks like you may be gettin’ a bit of action tomorrow, too… That is, if you ain’t backin’ out.” Hank 3 wiggles his brows at you.

 

“I’m all in.” They pull you into the group hug, cheering you both on. 

 

Once the commotion dies down, you all make your way back to the showers, thoroughly cleaning up. You slip on Bodhi’s shirt, his faint scent lingering on it, and slip into your panties and sweatpants. Once everyone else is dressed, everyone returns to the tents, and you end up with them in their’s, having brought your sleeping bag to add to the line. 

 

You situate yourself in the middle, Bodhi spooning you from behind, an arm lazily laid across your stomach. Hank 3’s back faces you, as he and Hank 4 lay in an embrace. On Bodhi’s side, Hank 1 sprawls out along Hank 2 and Hank 5.

 

He presses small kisses to the back of your neck, the sound masked every now and then by the snoring of Hanks. You nestle further into him, eyes shutting. His fingers link with yours, your hands held together till you fall asleep.

Chapter 4

Summary:

You and the boys go swimming! Some drama comes up while you're all at the lake...

Notes:

Fluff, a bit of bullying occurs towards the middle of the chapter concerning sexuality, then some slight suggestiveness sprinkled throughout.

Bodhi’s eyes open, the snores in the tent waking him. He carefully sits up, crawling over to the tent exit. He reaches into his bag, grabbing the jacket and sweatpants he laid out ahead of time, putting them on. He slowly unzips the tent flaps, carefully heading outside, zipping it back closed behind him. He slips on his sneakers, beginning to head down the trail, still softly lit aglow by the flooring lights.

 

He can see a few stars in the dark night sky, hear the creek flowing nearby. He figures he might as well stop at the restroom before deciding what to do next. As he heads towards the large building, he sees Hank 1 heading his way. Upon seeing Bodhi, he smiles, giving him a wave, bounding up to him.

 

“Heyy, taking a night stroll, too?” His voice is soft, softer than he is used to from a Hank. Bodhi shrugs, arms crossing over his chest as the wind chills him.

 

“Nah, the noise in the tent woke me and I was just gonna use the R and R. After that, I dunno. Guess try and go back to sleep.”

 

“You know, there is a free tent now. If our snores are too much you can just get in there.” Bodhi rubs the back of his head, mulling it over. Hank 1 chuckles softly, wrapping an arm around him. “What’s going on under those thick curls, homie?”

 

“Oh… Sorry, bro, I dunno… Everything’s just been a whirlwind that I haven’t really digested what just happened.” He nods thoughtfully, patting Bodhi’s upper arm.

 

“No need to apologize, my guy. It’s a lot to take in. Us Hanks just kinda melded together fine when we first started dating, so we aren’t used to others joining in and not being as synced, ya know? I should be apologizing, supposed to be keeping everything as smooth as possible.”

 

Bodhi shakes his head softly, leaning into him.

 

“No, no, it’s nothing you did or didn’t do, bro, I swear. I’m totally down for this, promise. I just… Man… It almost felt like a dream, ya know?”

 

“Mhm, I get it. Well, since it’s just us right now, wanna head back to that spare tent and just go over everything and anything in your mind? No pressure, though, homie.”

 

Bodhi smiles softly, nodding.

 

“I’d like that. Let me just wizz real quick first.” Hank 1 chuckles, his arm sliding off him, and Bodhi heads to the restroom. Quickly doing his business and washing his hands, he rejoins Hank 1 and the two of them begin to walk back towards the camping site.

 

“Wanna hold hands?” Hank 1 asks him casually. Bodhi curses at himself as he feels his cheeks getting hot, slightly embarrassed that that alone makes his heart flutter. He thanks whatever higher being is out there that it’s still dark, obscuring his face.

 

“Y-yeah… That sounds rad…” Hank 1 gives a small laugh, his fingers lacing together with Bodhi’s. They’re large and quite calloused, in comparison to your hands. Together, they walk hand in hand, the crunching of the leaves beneath their feet and the babbling of the creek the only sounds to be heard.

 

The two arrive at the camp site, and Hank 1 unzips the empty tent, sliding his shoes off. Bodhi gets his off, and leans down, stepping inside. He settles down into the middle, the thin canvas flooring barely separating him from the dirt and foliage beneath. The tent flaps are zipped shut and Hank 1 sits down with him.

 

“So, bro, what would you like to start with?” Sitting cross-legged, Bodhi leans back.

 

“Still just processing that we’re all, like… one big pile of lovers now, haha. It’s… pretty tight. Like, I never thought I would be so… intimate with dudes. But… it kinda just feels natural to me?” Hank 1 merely nods.

 

“That’s how we started off too, broski. Just a couple bros that loved the thrill and adventure. Then one night we just all kinda… felt a certain vibe. Blondie was the first to really put it all out there in words, the talker he is, heh.” Hank 1 smiles. “He and I were the first in the group to kiss. But, then it spurred on our flirty homie, and so on. And then we all just… ya know, just kissed a bit.”

 

“Huh… You guys weren’t, like, jealous of someone getting some type of first dibs?”

 

“Nah. We treat it like a friendly competitive sport. We’re all playing the same game, and it’s fun seeing what the other does or decides to do with who. And we can all just tag in or nope out if we want. Though, we’re usually ride or die with everything.” He laughs softly at that, Bodhi joining with a small chuckle of his own.

 

“But, don’t let that pressure you, bro. If you need to sit it out, gotta speak up. We can’t read minds.”

 

“Will do… I mean, I defo like the kissing… And…” He rubs the back of his neck, smiling. “And then being able to get together like that… With our lady bro… Just the difference in… everything, ya know?”

 

“Mhm, for sure.”

 

“Guess I’m just… nervous about losing my A card. Like… is it gonna hurt real bad?” Hank 1 chuckles softly.

 

“We’ll get you prepped, homie. It will still be uncomfortable, but you’ll be stimulated with all of us there, and it helps to detract some of that uncomfortable feeling. But, once you get settled… Heh.” He eyes Bodhi curiously, stroking his beard. “We do wonder what your preference will be.”

 

“Preference?”

 

“Yeah, top, bottom, or switch.” Bodhi blinks, tilting his head slightly to the side. “Well, like… Your first time with our House Lady, you were topping, right? You took the lead. Some of us prefer one over the other, but we all consider ourselves enough of a switch so everyone can join in somewhere without issue.”

 

“Ooh… Switch sounds gnarly, heh…” Hank 1 grins, wrapping an arm around the other, giving his shoulder a squeeze.

 

“You def got the potential to be a strong one, broski. Would love to see all sides of you once you get more into it.” Bodhi leans into him, resting his head on his shoulder.

 

“Thanks, dude… I feel… relieved now. And more pumped!” Hank 1 ruffles up his dark curls before planting a small kiss on his temple.

 

“C’mon, let’s get back to bed. Don’t think my ass can take anymore of sitting on this ground.”

 

The two exit one tent, entering the other, just as quietly as before. They nestle back into the places they were in, Hank 1 kissing Bodhi’s lips softly.

 

“Night…” He softly whispers before turning onto his side.

 

“Night…” Bodhi whispers back, nestling into you. He carefully wraps an arm around you, coveting your warmth. You stir slightly, a soft sigh exiting your lips. Bodhi gently kisses your forehead, finally falling back asleep.

 

When you awaken in the morning, Bodhi’s head is pressed against your chest, one of his legs draped over yours. You smile, hugging him close, absorbed in the sensation of his body as he sleeps. You peer past his dark curls, seeing Hank 1, torso expanding and contracting as he too remains in deep sleep.

Movement stirs behind him, and you hear a loud yawn.

 

“Oops, sorry…” A voice softly whispers out. You turn your head, eyes looking up to the green eyed blonde, who gives you a grin. He whispers softly, “Mornin’, babe!”

 

“Morning…” You yawn out quietly. Bodhi snuggles into you more, and you smile.

“Heh, he looks cozy. I’ll need to try for myself next time. How’d ya sleep?” Hank 4’s volume at first is low, but slowly increases the more he talks.

 

“I was pretty exhausted after last night. I slept well I’d say.” He grins, winking at you.

 

“I’d say! That was a lot to take on for a first group sesh. Think you’d be up for more tonight?”

 

“Ugh, bro, you woke me up from this killer dream…” Hank 3’s voice groggily interrupts as he sits up. The blonde turns to him, kissing his cheek.

 

“A wet dream?”

 

“Pfft, not this time. I dreamt I was a dog, just runnin’ around, diggin’ holes and getting free meat from the butcher’s. I can still taste that thick slab of bacon…” He smacks his lips lightly. The blonde chuckles.

 

“Breakfast sounds good right about now. Let’s start heading out!”

 

“What about the others?” You ask, looking at Bodhi.

 

“Mm, I could go for some brekkie…” He mumbles softly against your chest. You pat his head, beginning to sit up. He whines lowly, wrapping his arms around your waist. “Wait, five more minutes…”

 

“Come on, sleepy head. Don’t want to waste all this time sleeping.” He sighs softly, sitting up, stretching his arms above his head. The other three begin to stir awake, all getting up giving a small stretch before getting into warmer clothes. 

 

When Bodhi finally lets you go, you slide out of the sleeping bag, standing. He shortly joins you, and the rest of you get your warm clothes on.

 

You all leave the tent, heading for the communal mess hall, where the aroma of food wafts through the air. Your mouth begins to water, tummy slightly growling in anticipation.

 

The buffet spread is out, and the boys let you go first. You take a little bit of everything onto your plate, looking over to see them grabbing huge piles of everything. You all take a seat at an empty table, enjoying your meal with some light conversation.

 

“Broooos, lady bro, we should go for a swim!” Hank 4 grins.

 

“Uhh, isn’t it still pretty chilly?” The Hanks grin at you as Bodhi keeps comping down on some bacon.

 

“Nahh, it’ll get warm in a bit! Besides, we can warm ya up if ya get too cold…” Hank 3 subtly licks his lips before taking a bite out of his sausage. Giggling, you lean back crossing your arms.

 

“You know what? I’m up for it. Let’s go swimming.” The Hanks cheer, Bodhi shooting a thumbs up as he sucks in another slice of bacon. You all finish up, chatting together as you all head back to your campsite. As you walk the path, Hanks 3 and 4 would wrap their arms around your shoulders as you all chat. You watch as Hank 1 and 2 chat, occasionally playfully pushing each other. Bodhi and Hank 5 are ahead of you all, sharing a laugh with one another.

 

You all reach the tent, piling in one by one, going to your bags. As you fish around in your bag, you find your bathing suit pulling it out. You begin to pull off Bodhi’s shirt, folding it neatly and placing it into your bag. As you slip your pants off, you feel a pair of arms wrap around you, lips on your neck. You hum thoughtfully, leaning back.

 

“Aren’t we supposed to be getting ready for a swim?” You turn your head, seeing the unmistakable red hair. Hank 3 lifts his face to you, kissing your lips.

 

“Yeah, but… You’re too hot to ignore.” You smirk, kissing him back, tapping his nose with a finger.

 

“Now, now, patience… Don’t wanna burn out so soon in the day.”

 

“Heh, fine, fine. But, you’re our’s tonight, mm?” He places a kiss on your forehead, and you give him a small nod. He grins, moving back to the others who are watching you keenly. Cheeks beginning to softly color in a red shade, you turn your attention back to getting into your swimsuit. You do so quickly, and though as tempting as it sounds, rather save the fun times for the night.

 

Once you all are ready, towels in hand or slung over shoulders, you all make your way to the lake. The wind, that occasionally rolls in briefly, nips at your exposed skin. You eye the water, unable to move further. You watch as Hank 4 backs up before going into a sprint, running into the water. He yowls out as he hits the water, arms flying up around himself.

 

“Pheeww! It is COLD!” The others laugh, doing the same. Bodhi strides up to your side, gently nudging you.

 

“Wanna go in together nice and slow? Or should we rush it, too?”

 

“Fuck it, let’s rush.” He grins, taking your hand into his, squeezing it, and the two of you step back, before charging full speed into the water. Your body shudders the moment your feet hit, the water splashing your exposed legs.

 

“WOOOOOO!” Bodhi cries out, and you laugh, teeth beginning to chatter as you wade into the water. Coming up to your shoulders, you wrap your arms around yourself, rubbing them. The Hanks have already gotten used to it, or are good at faking it, now splashing each other. They spot you and Bodhi, grinning wide, and bring their water fight over to the two of you. You both yell out, and laughter ensues as water is pushed back and forth.

 

After a bit, your body becomes acclimated to the temperature, thankfully in part due to the sun finally pouring its rays on the lake. You wade a bit, watching as Hank 3 climbs onto Hank 1’s shoulders, whilst Hank 2 climbs onto Hank 4’s. Bodhi has Hank 5 on his, and the three of them get into a contest of strength, attempting to push the others off and into the water. Unfortunately, Hank 5 is the first to go, dragging Bodhi down with him. You can’t help but snicker at the sight, Hank 2 and Hank 3 now stuck in a stalemate attempting to throw the other off.

 

“Hey, baby.” An unfamiliar voice calls out. You brush it off, continuing to watch your boyfriends. A figure now wades beside you, eyes looking up and down at you. You jump a bit when you finally make the connection that he’s talking to you, brows beginning to furrow.

 

“Uhh, don’t call me baby, guy.”

“My b. Just saw ya here alone and wanted to see what you were doing later.” 

 

“Uh, I’m not alone. I’m with them.” You gesture over to the boys, Hank 2 managing to get Hank 3 into the water. They all begin to cheer as the guy sniggers.

 

“Those queers? ‘Kay, sure. What you need is a real man…” He begins to wade closer to you, and immediately you stand up, backing away.

 

“Fuck off!” You yell, voice quivering. The laughter from your boyfriends die down, and you can see from the corner of your eye that they’re approaching.

 

“Yo, we got a problem here?” Hank 1 is the first to call out as they all reach your side. You keep your eyes on the stranger, his two friends coming over to him.

 

“Nope, just inviting your friend out for a good time.”

 

“Nahh, I don’t think so.” Hank 4 says, stepping to your right hand side, wrapping an arm around your shoulder. Hank 5 takes your left, his hand reaching for yours under the water, gently taking hold of it. Hank 1, Hank 2, and Hank 3 begin to move in front of you, along with Bodhi, who now begins to stand upright.

 

“Think she told you to ‘fuck off,’ bud.” Bodhi asserts sternly. The strangers begin to back up a bit. Your eyes finally leave them, looking at Bodhi. Back straightened up tight, his arms cross over his chest, he practically exerts predator energy, as though he were a large bear.

 

“Yeah, whatever, she can stay with you queers.” The stranger scoffs, and they finally go elsewhere. The boys in front of you turn to you, their serious expressions now filled with worry. Hank 1 reaches his hand out to your cheek, caressing it softly.

 

“You okay, homie?” You lean into his touch, eyes shutting as you nod. A kiss is gently placed on your forehead, and you open your eyes again. “Wanna go somewhere else?”

 

“And let them win? Fuck that. We’re here to have fun, so let’s have fun! And… thank you for defending me.” They smile, giving you a reassuring pat on your shoulders and back. Hank 5 releases your hand as Hank 4’s arm slips off, and the two kiss the top of your head. 

 

“Well, of course, bruh, we’re not gonna let some losers pick on our lady.” Hank 2 states.

“As long as you’re okay…” You look at Hank 5, nodding, a small smile appearing on your lips.

 

“Yeah… Yeah, I’m still a little shaken, but you guys got me.”

 

“Always, babe!” Hank 3 grins, pinching your nose playfully. You giggle, and he smiles, patting your cheek gently.

 

As everyone begins to wade back over to the spot they were in, you take hold of Bodhi’s wrist, stopping him. He turns to look at you.

 

“Hey… You were… uh…” Your cheeks warming again, your eyes slowly drift away from his eyes as you nervously fidget subtly in place. “...super cool… Ahem.”

 

He blinks a moment before grinning, flexing his arms.

 

“‘Bout time these guys came in handy, huh?” You laugh, shaking your head.

 

“The Hanks are quite the influence on you.” He smiles over to them, nodding.

 

“For sure… Between you and them, you all make me feel so… me. Like, really me. Well, c’mon, let’s go show ‘em some teamwork, huh?”

 

He takes your hand, guiding you over to them. He lowers himself back down into the water, and you prop yourself onto his shoulders. Your legs dangle across his chest, and his hands grip your calves, slowly standing up. You tower well above the Hanks below you, beginning to laugh maniacally.

 

“Muhahaha! You think you can defeat me?! Think again!” The Hanks grin, and huddle up. Finally, they send out their best: Hank 1 gets onto Hank 4’s shoulders, and the two of you have a stand off. You both meet halfway, hands clasping Hank 1’s. He smirks at you.

 

“I won’t go easy on you.”

 

“Neither will I.” You lean in close, whispering in his ear, low and seductive. “I’ll suck you off first tonight, baby…” 

 

Face growing red, spreading to the tips of his ears, he’s momentarily staggered back.

“Whoa, don’t lean back too far, dude!” Hank 4 calls out from beneath. And with all your might, you push him hard. Already off balance, Hank 4 falters backwards, taking Hank 1 with him into the water.

 

“Hell yeah! That’s our babe!” Bodhi cheers out, lowering his body back into the water. You climb off his back, high fiving him, a grin wide on your face.

 

“Sorry, Hank, had to do it.” You say as the two reemerge from the water, water dripping off their hair. His blush still firm, he places his hands on his hips, looking at you with disbelief.

 

“Were you just saying that, homie?”

 

“Nope.” You wink, and Hank 4 is grabbing hold of his arm, shaking it asking over and over what you meant. He shakes his head, slyly smiling.

 

“You’ll all find out tonight.” They all whoop and cheer, and it’s uncertain who starts it back up, but water is flung back and forth, splashing everyone in its path as everyone retaliates back. The fun in the water only stops when your stomach begins to growl.

 

Everyone wades out, drying off and heading back to the communal mess hall. No buffet this time, but the cafe is open and taking orders. You all find food to fill your stomachs with, more conversation ensuing.

 

When everyone finishes their meal, you all begin to trek back to the tent. The Hanks are up ahead of you and Bodhi, who has your hand in his, swaying it gently as the two of you walk side-by-side.

 

“Heh, sorry…”

 

“Hm, for what?” You ask him as he bashfully turns his head away.

 

“Feels like I’m picking a favorite in our lil romance circle…”

 

“Well, I am the best, aren’t I?” He looks at you, grinning wide before he sticks his tongue out at you playfully.

 

“No doubts there! Just hope the Hanks are cool with it…”

 

“Mmm, well, you could always show them some affection tonight, right?” His attention now turns to them, seeing some of them with arms around each other, or holding hands, chatting amongst themselves. Hank 5 glances back, giving you both a warm smile and small wave. You two return the gesture, your hands swinging a little more quickly.

 

“Yeah… Phew, just gotta get over the nerves…”

 

“What’s making you nervous?”

 

“Ah… I talked to Hank 1 already, but… I guess just, experiencing this all, ya know? I just… don’t want them thinking I’m lame or suck at… sucking…?” You snort at him, trying to hold back your laughter.

 

“Sorry, sorry, I know you’re being serious.” He chuckles, shaking his head.

 

“Nah, it’s all just my silly lil fears. They’ve been so awesome and patient with me so far. And it’s only been a night…”

 

“Mm, I think they’ve been like that with you from the beginning… Not in, like, a negative way! Just that they’ve always included you or done stuff with you before, you know?” He’s silent for a moment.

 

“...Yeah… That’s true…”

 

“Do whatever feels comfortable. Or do something completely out of character. Whatever you think will help you ease into it all better.” He smiles, nodding, giving your hand a small squeeze.

 

“Yeah! Thanks, babe. I’m… excited to go all the way with them.”

 

“Heh, me, too.” You wrap your free arm around his, leaning close to him. He leans back into you, your hands still swaying gently as you all finally make it to the tents.

Chapter 5

Summary:

Night two at the campsite, and now it is time for Bodhi to lose his A card

Notes:

Smut from beginning to end. Everyone's involved

The moment the zipper shuts close on the tent, clothes are flying off bodies. You are swept into the wave as Hank 3 and Hank 4 make quick work of your outfit, tossing it onto the pile that’s gathered on the floor. Bodhi is in the same boat, Hank 1 and Hank 2 getting him out of his, whilst kissing the tall black curly haired man.

 

Your neck is covered in kisses as the two Hanks on you work together to pry your bra off, tossing it aside with the rest. Hank 5 is pulled over to Hank 1, who whispers in his ear. They both give you a knowing smile, as Hank 5 takes over Hank 1’s position, the man now headed towards you.

 

He takes your chin into his fingers, tilting your head up and greeting his lips with yours. When it ceases, he’s smiling at you, a twinkle in his eye.

 

“If I do recall correctly, babe, you mentioned sucking me off first?” You give him a playful smile, swallowing back the moan that you wish to let loose as Hank 3 and Hank 4 play with your breast.

 

“I did say that, and I am a woman of my word. Shall we?” He chuckles, his hand taking yours, and guiding you over to the sleeping bags. He sets himself down, and you lower yourself to your knees, spreading your legs behind you. As Hank 1 lays down, spreading his legs, Hank 4 is pushing you down and forward, and your hands find themselves gripping Hank 1’s legs.

 

Positioning your ass up in the air, Hank 4’s tongue is on your folds, sliding up and down methodically as your mouth slides down Hank 1’s shaft. You groan as your pussy is lapped up, enthusiastically sucking on Hank 1’s cock. You are rewarded with a lucrative groan, a hand in your hair, gripping the strands.

 

Hank 1’s attention averts from you and over to the others. He smirks watching Bodhi as he takes the charge, a hand firmly grasping the back of Hank 3 as the two lavish each other with kisses. Hank 5 and Hank 2, with the bottle of lube in hand, work together to cover Bodhi’s cock, pumping at it lightly, and slicking up their fingers to insert into his asshole. He moans in the red head’s mouth, as their tongues are seen wrestling for dominance, freckled arms wrapping themselves around Bodhi’s neck.

 

Hank 1 returns his attention to you, breathing out your name sensuously as you begin to take all of him in at once. He finds himself biting down on his own lip, watching your head pull back, seeing his own length covered in your saliva. He pulls his length out with a pop from your mouth, sits upright, hands taking hold of your head as he reinserts his cock. Gently bucking his hips to get a faster pace going, he thrusts away. You groan as he does, Hank 4 having thrust his cock into your pussy at the same time. Two of his fingers go into your asshole, matching the speed of his thrusts as he works both your entrances.

 

The two work together, going at the same pace, fucking your mouth, pussy, and asshole in tandem. Hank 4 leans down, pressing his body to your back, getting even deeper in you, and you moan around Hank 1’s cock as it thrusts into your mouth. His lips at your ear, nibbling at the edges, before he whispers:

 

“You’re so hot when you are filled with us, babe… Been looking forward to fucking you after seeing Bro-dhi take you last night… You feel so good, can’t believe how good you feel…”

 

Between Hank 4’s lavish rambling and the moans coming from the others, you are nearing your first orgasm of the night. With all this going on, you don’t notice the blonde adding a fourth finger into your asshole. You peer up at Hank 1 as he keeps your head locked in place, gazing at you softly.

 

“You gonna cum for us, House Honey?” You respond with a hum, dreamily blinking up at him. He smiles, picking up his pace, keeping a firm grip on you as he does. Hank 4 mirrors his speed, slamming into you until he hits your spot. Your muffled scream of ecstasy messily spills over Hank 1’s cock, and the two of them work harder and faster, finally getting you to your breaking point as you climax on Hank 4’s cock.

 

The two follow shortly behind you, filling both your holes with their seed. Your mouth is pulled off Hank 1’s cock, swallowing his seed as he helps you to sit upright, pulling you off Hank 4’s cock, your lips coming together. His tongue slides in, consuming himself and you at once. The two of you moan together before pulling apart, his tongue licking his lips.

 

You look now to see Hank 3 on all fours as Hank 2 and Hank 5 sit on either side of Bodhi, still fingering him from behind as he guides his cock into Hank 3’s ass. Hank 3 groans, clenching the sleeping bags, brows furrowing.

 

“Fuckkk, man, you’re so huge… Can’t believe our lady took you on first like that…” He moans out. Bodhi uses one hand to grip the red head’s hip, the other going to his cock, pumping it lightly as he begins to move in and out. Hank 2 and Hank 5 kiss all along Bodhi’s face, jaw, neck, wherever they are able to reach, playing with his nipples, as they watch him.

 

“How many in ‘em right now?” Hank 1 asks the two on Bodhi.

 

“Three each, about to be four.” Bodhi groans out as Hank 2 responds, his pace beginning to pick up as Hank 3 moans loudly beneath him, bucking into his hand as it pumps his cock harder.

 

“Mm, Bodhi…” Hank 1 scoots over to Bodhi, brushing the man’s curls back behind his shoulders, placing a kiss on his cheek. “You ready for me?”

 

“Yeah… Yeah…” He breathes out, a tint of red spreading on his cheeks. Hank 1 takes Bodhi’s chin into his fingers, and as he did with you, turns his attention to his face, the two kissing.

 

“Okay, slow down to a stop for me. Let him get on his back.” Bodhi nods, doing as instructed. Hank 3 pants hard, slowly releasing his grip from the sleeping bags, turning over onto his back. Hank 1 and Hank 5 grab Hank 3’s ankles, dragging him closer, his legs laying down on either side of Bodhi’s. 

 

Meanwhile, Hank 4 is guiding you over, having you lower yourself onto Hank 3’s erection, facing Bodhi, moaning softly as you do. Hank 4 and Hank 5 swap spots, with Hank 5 moving next to Hank 3, his hands reaching for the brunette’s cock, sliding it into his mouth.

 

“You might wanna hold her, bro.” Hank 1’s voice calls out from behind Bodhi, as he gently pushes him down a bit. Bodhi’s arms wrap around your shoulders, with yours wrapping around him, hands resting on his back as you hold him close. Hank 1 prods Bodhi’s asshole with his tip, and you can feel his lips tremble softly against your neck.

 

“If you need to bite down, you can…” You whisper into his ear, rubbing gentle small circles on his back. Hank 2 lines Bodhi’s cock up with Hank 3’s asshole as Hank 1 slowly begins to push him. Bodhi hisses, hard, his teeth sinking into your shoulder, body tensing. You let out a small whine, turning your face to his ear, covering the side of his head in small kisses, gently whispering to him.

 

“You got this, Bodhi…”

 

As Hank 1 pushes in, Bodhi begins to push back into Hank 3, who groans around Hank 5’s cock. Hank 2 and Hank 4’s fingers begin to play and toy with Bodhi’s nipples, who has now finally released his teeth on your skin. He pants hard against your neck, sobbing with a mixture of discomfort and utter delight.

 

“Mm, there we go…” Hank 1’s voice, low and seductive, says, his full length having reached the end. He stays there a moment, both his and Hank 2’s hands rubbing up and down his body. “I’ll move when you tell me to.”

 

“P-please… Please start moving…” He whines out quietly, lowering his head to your breast. Hank 1 does as asked, slowly moving back out, dragging Bodhi’s body with him who in turn drag his cock back from Hank 3. The red head delightfully moans as he continues to slurp and suck on the brunette’s cock, who’s quiet moans are heard every now and again.

 

Hank 3’s hips buck up, sending his tip ramming into your spot the moment Bodhi’s mouth is upon your nipple. Your head tilting back, you moan loudly as the two of them pleasure you. Hank 1 moves back in, pushing Bodhi forwards into Hank 3, who bucks you hard, ramming your spot. You groan, gripping onto Bodhi as he sucks at your nipples, flicking his tongue against it periodically.

 

When Hank 1 begins to pick up the pace, he and Hank 2 begin to kiss. Bodhi’s mouth trails back up to your lips, and they lock together, muffled moans exchanged. Hank 3 grips your hips, bucking with control, enough to keep Bodhi from slipping out, but enough to keep driving you insane with pleasure. The two of you are neck and neck on who will orgasm first, but you barely skid by in second with Hank 3, groaning hard, releasing into you. Your own juices spill out, mixing with his, moaning into Bodhi’s mouth who continues to be thrusted into from behind.

 

When Bodhi is completely lost in his own ecstasy, Hank 4 takes Hank 2 aside, the dark spiky haired Hank now sprawled on his back next to Hank 3, with the blonde thrusting into him.

 

Hank 3’s legs wrap around Bodhi’s waist, allowing him to go deeper along with Hank 1. Hank 5’s cock shudders in the red head’s mouth, filling him full as he gulps down every last ounce before popping him out of his mouth, panting. He goes back to gripping your hips, keeping you at a good bounce as you and Bodhi’s hands desperately roam one another as you stay lip locked.

 

When you two pry apart, he gazes at you with half lidded eyes.

 

“I… I’m gonna-!” His sentence interrupted by his own moan as he releases into Hank 3, who groans, shooting another load into you.

 

You cling to Bodhi, as another orgasm rips through you, your ragged breathing filling Bodhi’s ear. Hank 1’s movements become erratic, gripping Bodhi tight.

 

“You w-want me to pull o-”

 

“Please, cum in me! L-let me feel it!” A small blush spreading on Hank 1’s cheeks, he presses Bodhi down, getting deeper into him. He groans into your lap, gripping your thighs for support as he is rammed into. You feel Bodhi gasp against you, as Hank 1 grunts, his load filling Bodhi’s asshole.

 

He slides his cock out, the cum dripping out his entrance. Bodhi pulls out of Hank 3 before collapsing onto his side, panting. Hank 4 and Hank 2 release jointly, Hank 2’s cum painting his own torso in a sporadic pattern.

 

It is a moment before everyone is able to fully sit up, breaths having normalized, to be able to redress and head for the showers. For once, it is silence between all of you. Even as you all part at the bathrooms, you don’t hear their usual chatter.

 

In a daze, you all return to the tent, cleaned up and exhausted. You all nestle into the sleeping bags, you next to Bodhi, and Hank 1 on his other side with Hank 2 snuggled up to him, and Hank 5 to him. Bodhi lays on his back, finally breaking the silence.

 

“That was… wow… You guys do this often?” At first, the silence lingers, but then everyone laughs.

 

“Haha! Yeah, but we’re usually more of a pair off kinda thing. It’s not often all of us are at it at once. But it’s always a hell of a buzz when we do! How you doin’, Bro-dhi?” Hank 4’s voice calls out from the far end as he snuggles Hank 3, who in turn snuggles you.

 

“I… feel so alive, man! Ha! That was… so tubular… Ha, I can’t find a better way to describe it! Like, truly out of this world experience.” 

 

“Besides, you just had one go… We normally rotate around till everyone gets their chance. We’re just easing you in tonight, but maybe next time…” Hank 3 purs out, his hand lazily resting on one of your boobs.

 

“Radical…” Bodhi whispers softly to himself, closing his eyes.

 

Everyone continues to softly chatter until a single yawn sets off a chain of yawns, everyone eventually drifting off to sleep.

Chapter 6

Summary:

The camping trip has come to an end, but you have a request of your polycule: a proper date.

Notes:

Pure fluff this chapter, enjoy! 💖

The morning of the final day has arrived. All of you get up, getting dressed and begin to pack away everything. Taking everything to the trunk of your car, you all settle on walking through the forest for a bit after having a nice breakfast.

 

The air is crisp, the sun shining through the leaves giving you some warmth on an otherwise cooler day. The boys are ahead of you currently, arms wrapped around the other as they chat amongst themselves. You take the time to admire them, taking in the sight. And they all are a sight, indeed.

 

They all opted to wear a long sleeved shirt, but shorts at varying lengths. You chuckle to yourself, even inanimate objects turned human maintain the male ritual of the clothing combo chosen for colder weather. Hank 2’s attention turns back towards you, and he pries himself out of the mob of bodies, slowing down to meet your pace, walking next to you.

 

“Heeeey, whatcha doin’ back here by yourself?”

 

“Just drinking this tall glass of water of a view.” You frame your thumbs and pointer finger towards the group, closing one eye as though trying to find the right angle. Hank 2 grins, wrapping an arm around you, pulling you close.

 

“Yeah, it’s a pretty hot view. But, I’m the hottest, yeah?”

 

“Of course. Don’t tell the others though…” He smirks, his hand giving your shoulder a good squeeze before laughing.

 

“‘Kay, let’s say I do just that… What’s in it for me?”

 

“I dunno… What do I have to offer you that you’d want in exchange for your silence?” He smiles at you before puckering his lips. Your turn to laugh before you give him his request: a small kiss on the lips. Once parted, he is grinning ear to ear.

 

“Score! Heh! My lips are sealed, babe.”

 

“What you two laughin’ about back there, huh?” Hank 4 looks to the two of you as Hank 2 mimics the motion of zipping his mouth closed. Hank 4 pouts, giving a small huff. “Bro, what the heck? What about bro code?”

 

“Sorry, man, babe code’s in effect right now.”

 

“Dang…” Hank 4’s façade quickly fades into a playful grin, giving you a wink. His attention returns back to the group, smashed between Hank 1 and Bodhi.

 

“What’s on your mind, babe?”

 

“Ha… A lot. I think that, even though this is incredible, it still feels unreal… You sure you’re all into me?” He laughs, giving a soft snort at its tail end. He hugs you close, your shoulder receiving another squeeze.

 

“C’monnnn… After all that? You got doubts? What can we do to disprove it?”

 

“Hmm…” You think a moment. This situation is unique, beyond anything you’d ever dream of- no, that’s not entirely true. There have been the occasional thoughts of this scenario happening, but not quite to this extent. Nor the inclination that it would ever happen. So, when presented with this question, you are forced to ask yourself it.

 

“Tick-tock, babe.”

 

“Heyyy, leave the tick-tocking to Timothy!” He laughs at that, nodding.

 

“Right, but I, or any of the bros, don’t want you feelin’ a sort of way, ya know? Wanna make sure we’re all 100% on this. If you’re not, it’s not gonna work, ya dig?”

 

“Heh, you’ve been infected by Bodhi’s lingo…” He frowns at you, giving you quite the serious look. You’re somewhat taken aback.

 

“Dudette, I’m being for real. If you got doubts, gotta lay them out so we can address them. So, what can we do?”

 

“How about…” You think again, really mulling it over. “...a proper date? Not just a sexcapde, but a real, genuine date where we just… Get all mushy with our feelings in really getting to know one another. I feel that we’ve all just kinda… hung out, you know? But you and the other Hanks and Bodhi got a better like… bonding experience?”

 

You pause, watching him. He nods thoughtfully, his free hand scratching his chin as he contemplates your words.

 

“Fair. We did kinda blitz it all in one weekend, huh?”

 

“Don’t get me wrong! I enjoyed it, every single moment of it. And honestly, I don’t mind going into this as fast as we did but.. I just… think I’d like to see how you all would be on a proper date?”

 

“Oohhh! Yeah, no probs, babe! This was a weekend of exploration, discovery, and love in the making… And love making, heh. I’ll let ‘em know though, but you won’t know when it’ll happen.” He winks at that, and you smile, leaning into him comfortably, receiving a kiss on your head, as you all finish up your walk on the trail.

 

Once you all return to the car and get on the road, you catch a glimpse in the mirror of Hank 2 whispering into Hank 1’s ear. He gives the other a nod, catches you watching them, then gives you a smile.

 

“Eyes on the road, homie!” You laugh, averting your gaze, but notice as every now and again, some of the Hanks grow quiet before their usual chatter returns. The word must be spreading now about your request, and the anticipation of it has you quite giddy.

 

Once your car is back in the garage, and everyone has filed out and helped take the items out of the trunk and into their proper places, you begin to make your way upstairs. The journey was taxing, more so than you thought. Or maybe it’s all finally catching up to you with how much you did with your polycule.

 

Either way, you reward yourself with a nice, steamy hot bath, complete with bubble bath solution. You hear the boys and their loud chatter filling the silence, and you can’t help but smile.

 

They have managed to refill in all that life and noise that was once occupied by the multiple occupants that have since left now. And you were glad that things turned out the way they did. You weren’t alone anymore, despite Sam’s continual jabs at the idea of it all. And you had not just one, but six amazing boyfriends who, as far as you can tell, would just about do anything for you.

 

And at first, you notice faintly the sound of paper scrapping through the tile. And when your eyes land on the lavender colored envelope, a heart sticker sealing it shut, you take no time in getting done with the tub, drying off and getting yourself decent in your bath robe.

 

Envelope in your possession, you flip it to its front, and there’s your name smack dab in the middle, a couple of different colored hearts surrounding it, causing you to smile. You gingerly open it, surprising yourself that you were able to keep the sticker in contact, and pull out a letter.

 

The first thing you notice about it is not the content, but the aroma. It’s a mixture of all their preferred body sprays. You find yourself sniffing it a little longer than intended before finally opening up the paper.

 

Dear House Honey,

 

You are cordially invited to a killer date with your boyfriends! That’s us, by the way! The Hanks and Honorary Hank Bro-dhi, er, Bodhi!

 

Anyways, while you were busy soaking in some suds, we got to working on your request! Whenever you are decent (you could come naked if you w-

 

You see the line trailing off sharply, laughing as you guess it was from Hank 3 who immediately got shut down. You continue.

 

Just head on downstairs and prepare to get dated!

 

Signed,

 

At the bottom, you see all their names scribbled onto it, along with in parentheses Honorary Hank next to Bodhi’s name. There are several hearts doddled around their names, and the border of the page as well. You slip the paper back into its envelope, and slip it into your side dresser drawer next to an old friend that you will never need to rely on now that you have six lovers.

 

You put on one of your favorite outfits, the one that makes you feel not just the most you, but the most attractive you. The one that you’re always confident in, no matter what. As for the rest of you, you do what feels best for this moment, and once you’re finally ready, you exit the bedroom.

 

Your feet sink down against the soft surface of what you immediately identify as a petal. In fact, there are several petals scattered along the floor, all the way down the steps of your staircase. You follow the trail, noticing it's not your standard rose petals. When you reach the end, you take the moment to scoop one up, closely examining it. It’s one of the flowers from your backyard bushes.

 

You continue to follow the trail, dropping the petal to join the others as you do. The trail leads you past your living room and straight to the backdoor. The curtains are all closed, preventing you from seeing beyond the enclosure of your space.

 

When you swing open the backdoor, you stop in your tracks, unable to stop your hand from flying up to your mouth as you begin to laugh with pure joy at the scene:

 

The Hanks and Bodhi have all set up small “stations” with each of them at it. Save for Hank 4, who currently adorns one of your white hand towels across his shoulder, who is busy running back and forth between all the Hanks and Bodhi with a pitcher filled with ice cold water.

 

You see that they have utilized many of the cardboard boxes you had leftover and hadn’t completely tossed yet, along with their own t-shirts being used to cover them as acting table cloths. Each of them sit in the very same pull out chairs used for the camping trip, with your own being situated at the first table where Hank 1 sits.

 

“Ayyy, you got the letter! Welcome to the backyard date!” Hank 1 greets you, extending his hand towards you. You continue your small laughter, going towards him, and taking his hand. He smoothly brings it up to his lips, placing a delicate kiss to the back of it before getting up and moving towards the back of the chair opposite his.

 

He pulls it open, allowing you to sit. And with no effort on his part, manages to scoot it back in before taking his seat again.

 

“Welcome to a date with Hank 1! Yo, waiter!” You laugh as Hank 4 darts over, a big grin on his face. He pulls out a small notebook and pen straight from the waistband of his pants, opening it up and clicking the pen.

 

“Sir!” You stifle the laughter behind your hand as you watch the two.

 

“My lady here would like a beverage!” They look at you now, and once your laughter dies back down, you give him your request.

 

“Got it! Anything else to go with that?”

 

“Yeah, give us your best app!” You see Hank 4 furiously scribbling away, and you begin to laugh once more.

 

“Aight, anything else?” He looks to you eagerly, and you merely shake your head, wiping the tears that have begun to form at the corner of your eye.

 

“N-no, that about covers it for now, thanks.” With that, he dashes back inside, reappearing within moments with the drink you requested along with a bowl of potato chips. The two of you chomp down chip after chip, occasionally sipping on your respective drinks.

 

“So, what is your position on dogs?” Hank 1 asks and you smile.

 

“They’re great additions to any family. Well, as long as the owners and dog are compatible.” Hank 1 nods at this.

 

“Well, I for one plan to make dogs’ lives easier. I got a few ideas in mind, just… gotta figure out where to start.” He pulls out a journal, laying it on the makeshift table. You smile as you read the title Hank 1’s ideas, do not steal! before opening it to the first page. You see some illustrations that aren’t half bad, along with scribbled notes along the margins. There are different designs for different scenarios and different breeds of dogs. It’s impressive, something you didn’t realize Hank 1 was pursuing.

 

“Engineering sounds like your next step. I know you currently have your dog walking business that’s been going pretty strong, but for things like this, you should learn how to tinker and make things work.”

 

“Huh… Yeah… I think I’ll ask around at the uni! Thanks, babe!” He smiles, leaning towards you, and you meet him halfway into a kiss. He takes a look at his phone, sighing softly.

 

“Dang, that’s the end of our date. You got your next one waiting for ya!” You give him another kiss before standing. He’s quick on his feet, back to your chair to pull it out to allow you space to move. Though, you aren’t alone when you walk towards Hank 2, as Hank 1 is shuffling ahead of you with your chair, placing it in the empty space opposite Hank 2. You laugh as he gives you a quick kiss on the cheek before running back to his table.

 

Hank 2 scrambles to your chair, hastily pulling it out. You take your seat once again, and find yourself pushed closer to the table before Hank 2 sits opposite you. He grips the glass of water, a bit more forcefully than necessary, and shakily brings it up to his lips. He gets a sip in before nervously lowering it back down again.

 

“Why so jittering?” You playfully ask him. He grins, folding his hands in front of him.

 

“I got such a hot date that she’s completely making me lose my cool!” You two laugh at that, and he eases back into his chair, grin forming into a small smile. “Aight, babe, what type of things do you see yourself doing in the future?”

 

“Oh, hm… Hadn’t really put much thought to it anymore since everything that has happened. I guess I’ve just become cemented in being there for all the others that have left the house and started their own lives. Working with Willi has been great on that front, so… I guess I’ll just keep doing that?”

 

He nods thoughtfully, sitting forward with total focus on you.

 

“And yourself?” He’s a bit surprised, but grins.

 

“You know I wanna be a writer! I wanna make some bestsellers!”

 

“Yeah, but beyond that?” He’s quiet a moment, his big grin fading away. You can practically hear the gears in his head turning.

 

“I… dunno… Huh… Never really put much thought into it myself, heh.” The two of you chuckle. “I think I’d like to make sure we’re all good! Just keep this good momentum going with all of us!”

 

“Yeah, I’d like that, too.” The two of you smile, you make the first move, sliding your hand towards him, palm up. His hand greets yours’, fingers clasping around. His hand isn’t that much bigger than yours, but the way it closes around you makes your heart skip a beat.

 

“Well… Wish I could keep ya here longer, but I’m afraid you got your next date.”

 

“Hey, I didn’t get any more apps!” He chuckles, taking hold of the hand more firmly as he brings it up to his lips, placing a kiss that overlaps onto his own fingers before releasing his grasp.

 

“Next one, babe!” He’s on his feet, helping you to your’s before grabbing your chair and moving towards Hank 3’s table. The whole time as you approach him, his eyes are locked onto you, scanning you over from top to bottom as many times as he can before you are before him. He gets up, swaggers over to you as he takes the chair from Hank 2. He closes it just to fling it back open with a single hard thrust, holding one of its legs in his hand before setting it down. His hand trails over your ass, giving it a quick squeeze before it reaches your hip. He takes one of your hands into his as he helps ease you down to the chair, as you laugh the whole time.

 

Once he’s back in his chair, he is pressed against the cardboard that starts to give in to his weight, eyes on you as he rests his chin under his clasped hands.

 

“Daaaaaaaaang, you are smokin’! You ready for a good meal?”

 

“Oh, I don’t know what to expect, but sure!”

 

“Waiter! Oh, waiter!” He calls out, and Hank 4 is once again there, notebook and pen still in hand.

 

“Sir!?”

 

“We’ll have the special, please!”

 

“Certainly, sir! And ma’am, what would you like?”

 

“Ah, I’ll have another drink if you please.”

 

“IT WOULD BE MY PLEASURE, MA’AM!” He yells out, scribbling down furiously on the notebook before once again disappearing into the house with speed. You laugh, turning your attention back to Hank 3 who continues to look at you, yearning in his eyes.

 

“Homie, legit, you are so beautiful. Like dang, how’d we get so lucky?” You smile at the sincerity of his comment, reaching your hands out to him. He sits up to grab them properly, his thumbs running over your knuckles. His hands are quite large, probably close in size to Hank 1’s, and a bit rough. You begin to trace over the freckles speckled across the back of his hand with one finger.

 

“Ha, thank you for the flattery… You’re all quite attractive yourselves.” He grins at that, giving your hands a squeeze.

 

“Don’t we know it! Still feels great hearing it from you though… But, you doin’ fine still, babe? I know you said you didn’t mind goin’ fast but…” He pauses, eyes rolling up as his lips begin to twist to the side, his mind thinking. You pat his hands, his attention returning to you.

 

“No, I’m still good, promise. I meant it, I wanted to go all in and I’m glad we did.”

 

“Soo, you’re definitely still down bad for us?” He wiggles his eyebrows, and you laugh, nodding.

 

“Definitely. This has been nice, though… I hope we get to do this more often, especially with how busy you’ll be once you really get into it.” He smiles wearily at that before flashing another grin.

“Heh, please. My career could never stop me from lovin’ on all of you. Just you see!”

 

“SIR AND MA’AM, HERE IS YOUR MAIN COURSE!” You nearly jump out of your skin as Hank 4’s voice booms in. The two of you separate as he lowers a large plate down between the two of you. It is piled to the top in tortilla chips and melted cheese. He sets down another plate with small bowls filled with various toppings. Then, he sets down two smaller plates in front of you both. “ANYTHING ELSE?”

 

“Bro, stop yelling! Gonna make my ears ring! And yeah, that’s all!” Hank 4 gives two thumbs up before running to the other tables once more. You laugh, taking up some of the chips and sprinkling it with toppings of your choice, chowing down. It tastes great, added by the fact that you’re having a grand time.

 

As you eat, a bit of cheese gets stuck to your chin. You see Hank 3’s gaze shift, and not too long after he is leaning against the cardboard, tongue pressed to your chin as he laps it off in one go. He leans in further for a kiss, but finds himself, along with your meal, crashing down to the ground as the cardboard finally gives in to his weight.

 

Startled, you jump up and away from your chair, going down to the ground next to him, helping up sit upright.

 

“Are you okay?!” Your hands on his large forearm, his head swiveals towards you, stealing a quick kiss on your lips. You blink as he grins.

 

“Of course I am, you’re still here. Could never be anything but as long as you’re around.” You sigh before giving him a relieved smile, and giving him a proper kiss on his lips. He grins, looks at the mess below him, and shrugs.

 

“Well, guess that’s that. I’ll take ya to the next table and then clean this up.”

 

Back on his feet, he lifts you up onto yours, taking your hand in one hand, and closing your chair and grabbing it in the other, leading you to an empty table. He flings open the chair once more, helping you into it.

 

“DUDE! WHERE ARE YOU?! 4!!” He calls out, and a blur whizzes by before skirting right into the chair. Hank 4 settles down into his chair, albeit clumsily, a wide grin on his face.

 

“My date has arrived!”

 

“Dog, you’re late.” Hank 4 frowns at him, pressing the notebook and pen onto the freckled man’s large pecs.

 

“Then you take up the job! I’m off the clock now.” He rolls his eyes at him before leaning down to give him a small kiss on the lips. The two part, grinning at one another before Hank 3 leaves the two of you alone.

 

“You’ve been busy.” You comment as he brushes back his hair. A bit of sweat has started to form along his forehead. He grins at you.

 

“Anything for the best babe in the house!”

 

“I thought that was you?” You throw the compliment right back, but he stares at you, visibly confused. “I’m saying you’re the best babe in the house…”

“Oh… Ohhhhh! Heh, nice! I mean, duh, obs I am, but we can share the title, yeah?” You smile, nodding at that. “So, dudette, aside from being the absolute hottest of the hotties here, who’s your fav?”

 

“Oh, c’mon, I don’t have a fav.” He smirks, quirking a brow.

 

“Ya sure? Think Bodhi’s got your favor preeeeetty high right now.” Smirking right back, you cross your arms across your chest, inquisitively eyeing him.

 

“That what you think? Think my number one is Bodhi?” His demeanor remains playful as he shrugs casually.

 

“I mean, he’s a smooth casanova. Had all those words to say.”

 

“I think he’s YOUR number one, actually.” He grins wide at that, quirking his brow againn.

 

“Oh? Heh, c’mon, I don’t have a fav…” Your words right back at you, the two of you find yourselves laughing at the whole situation. You’re not sure where he’s trying to go with it, but you decide one more tactic.

 

“Actually, YOU are my number one.” His grin widens, his expression full of glee. It falls to a smirk, giving another small shrug.

 

“I mean, duh. Why wouldn’t I be?” And the two of you find yourselves laughing again. “But for real, hey, thanks for being open to everything. It’s real cool, babe. Glad to have ya officially joining our lovers ranks.”

 

“You gonna keep filling the ranks?” His eyes widen, head shaking.

 

“Nooo, I think this is good as is, yeah? Seven’s a lucky number, after all.” You nod, smiling. His expression softens, his lips eased into a smile, the two of you leaning in for a kiss.

 

“Excuse me…” You both look over and up to see Hank 5 standing there. He has his hair brushed back, with a few strands curling over, delicately hanging above his forehead. “I believe your time is up.”

 

“Dang… Well, it was a great time, yeah?”

“Yeah, totes.” He grins, giving you another quick kiss. Hank 5 helps you to your feet, closes up your chair before slinging it onto his back. He offers his hand to you, and you take it, and he leads you towards the next table. When the chair is back on its legs on the ground, he leads you to it, pushing the chair in as you sit down. He takes his seat across from you, resting his arms on the table, his gaze as warm as ever.

 

“Thanks for taking the time, house honey. Really appreciate it.”

 

“Of course, I’m surprised you all formed this so quickly. I was expecting to wait longer than a few hours.” He smiles softly, the dusk colors beginning to now paint the sky behind him. The glow is ethereal on him.

 

“Didn’t want you to fester those thoughts, ya know? Us Hanks had a pretty unique experience, and it just happened that we all clicked together as well as we did. Not that there weren’t some bumps, but, I think we all knew that we wouldn’t just be platonic bros.”

“Yeah, that’s really special.” He nods, reaching his hands out to you. Your fingers delicately press down into his palms before they are caressed by his.

 

“And, thanks for introducing Bodhi to us… He’s a great guy, could have been a Hank like us in another life, heh.” He chuckles, with you joining.

 

“Yeah, he’s an awesome guy… You all are, truly. Don’t think I’ve ever felt quite this loved on before.” His smile fades at that, its subtle, but you can tell he’s upset at that.

 

“Mm… That’s a shame. You deserve only the best.” You remember something, a conversation you all had whilst they were still hangers. Particularly, Hank 5’s goal in life.

 

“Do you still have that dream envisioned?” He stares at you for a moment, lips beginning to part before sealing shut once again.

 

“Dream…?” He’s silent again, thinking. His eyes flicker, and he looks at you in quiet earnest. “...Yeah… I’ve… honestly been thinkin’ on it a lot more since becoming flesh and blood.”

You two are quiet for a moment, his fingers the only thing grounding you as they continue to gently rub against yours.

 

“...And… any plans on… how to make that happen?” His expression dims, his eyes searching into yours. Searching for an answer.

 

“I… am aware of HOW to get one… Not just, ya know, the natural way, but…” One of his hands goes to the back of his neck, his eyes finally averting from your’s. “But… I… think, I mean if you’re cool with it, and definitely not anytime soon! Unless you would want to, but-”

 

Cutting himself off to silence, his finger stops sliding across yours. You gulp slowly. You think you can see what he’s trying to get it, and your heart begins to beat rapidly.

 

“You… want me to carry your child someday?” His eyes dart back to you, lips parting, but no sounds or words form. Slowly, they form a small, shy smile, and he nods once.

 

“I think I’d like more than that… I mean, not necessarily more than one kid, but… The way you phrase it… You’re not just gonna be some token baby maker… I want you to… like…” His eyes dart around your features, searching for the words again. His features begin to crease into worry. “If everyone’s on board, especially you, I’d like us to bring a lil guy or gal into our lives… And I want you to be THE mother of my child… Or even their’s…” He looks to the rest of them before looking back to you.

 

“Yeah?” Your heart swells gently, as his hands go to yours, taking hold of them.

 

“Yeah… I want it to be a partnership, ya know? A big village… But, it’s your body, so…”

 

“Hey…” You stop him, squeezing his hands. “I think… I’d like that… To be a mom. To have a kid with you. Start a family with all of you. Heh…” His shoulders relax, and his expression returns to that of soft warmth. “Not, like, right now! But, for sure, I think I wouldn’t mind being a momma…”

 

“Hm…” He hums joyfully, smile widening. “Okay… Yeah, that sounds good.”

 

He gives your hands one last squeeze before becoming flustered.

 

“What’s wrong?”

 

“Ohh, I think I kept you a little too past time… C’mon, you got one more date.” On his feet and over to your side, he helps you up before taking hold of your chair, slinging it onto his back once more. He takes your hand, much more firmly, and you feel the slight trembling as he walks you over to the last table where Bodhi sits.

 

Your last date sits at the table, smiling at the both of you. Your chair placed down, and you back in it, face him. You feel like you’re on cloud nine, the previous conversation ascending you.

 

“Hey there, hot mama. Come here often?” You smile, but the word ‘mama’ lingers. You shrug it off, giving Bodhi your full attention.

 

“Some say I live here.” He grins, leaning forward.

 

“So, you being the girl next door and all… How much of a chance do I have?”

 

“I’d say your odds are pretty good.” The two of you laugh before it quiets down to silence.

 

“You two seemed to be having quite the convo.” Replaying the words in your head, you merely nod slowly.

 

“Did… you hear it?”

 

“Kinda… Got the gist that you’re down to have kids?” You sheepishly nod, but he reassures you with a smile. “I think that’s cool. Never really consider fatherhood but… If you’re down, and they are, then I am, too.”

 

“You guys will be great uncles for sure.” He grins, wagging a finger at you to come closer. You lean forward, his head moving towards you, but skirts to the side, lips at your ear.

 

“What if I want to be a papa, too?” He leans back, smiling nervously, a small blush on his cheeks. You straighten back up, biting down on your bottom lip.

 

“Yeah? For real?” He shrugs softly, running a finger around the rim of his glass.

 

“Heh, I mean, yeah, maybe? Like I said, never really had the thought, but… Hearing it brought worth…” He shrugs again, smiling at you. “Anyways, enough of that… Did you get some rest?”

 

“Mhm, was kinda hoping for a nap, but I think this suffices nicely.” He laughs.

“Sorry, babe, think we all kinda got nervous for a second. Maybe me more so.”

 

“Oh?” He sighs softly, brushing aside some of his curls.

 

“Yeah, I really want this all to work out. I think every now and then someone’s gonna pull the rug out from under me and tell me it was all a dream.”

 

“I’m with you there… It’s why I suggested this.” He smiles, nodding.

 

“It was a good idea, babe. And getting to work with them on this, we chatted a bit more personally. So, it’s nice to hear all this develop more.”

 

He looks around now, tapping a finger against the cardboard.

 

“What’s wrong?”

“Uh, think our waiter quit. We were supposed to have dessert by now.” You chuckle, shrugging.

 

“Ehh, guess we can just take this date inside and get some ice cream, then?” He smiles, nodding, getting up. He helps you to your feet, taking your hand into his, leading you back inside. At the dining room table, you see the Hanks, already steps ahead of the two of you, bowls of ice cream in front of them, the tub still out on the table with the scooper in it.

 

“Ayyyy, welcome to the casa, love birds!” Hank 4 calls out. Bodhi laughs.

 

“Dude, thought you were supposed to bring dessert out?” Hank 4 smacks his hand to his forehead.

 

“Oh! Totally forgot, bro! My b! Got, uh, distracted, heh…” You notice the evident new hickeys on his neck, though the culprit or culprits, remain unknown. “Well, take a seat, ice creams gonna melt!”

 

You both do, sitting opposite one another, receiving bowls and spoons. Hank 1 helps scoop in some for you before turning it over to Hank 3, who gets some into Bodhi’s bowl. All of you chat amongst yourselves as you enjoy your sweet treat well into the night.