I tried so hard to keep my focus on the road. My mind kept drifting back to Kay’s hand on Patrick’s dick. It was the last thing I saw before I started driving. When I was younger, I was always the DD since I don’t drink. I was used to chauffeuring drunk people around. But I had never chauffeured…whatever this was. I began hearing kissing again behind me. I heard it alternate from one side to the other. Those back country roads can be pretty noisy to drive on, and the radio was playing on low volume as well. Going off sounds alone wasn’t going to satisfy my curiosity about what was going on behind me. I knew I was going to end up looking.

I glanced for half a second in the rear view mirror, and saw Patrick kissing Alyssa. He was leaned toward her and his arm was reached across her body, but I couldn’t see exactly what he was doing with it. “What is Kay doing?” I wondered. I tried to sneak another glance, but couldn’t see any more than what I had the first time. When my focus came back to the road, I saw a deer standing by the road just a few car lengths ahead. “Probably not a good time to be watching them,” I thought. I tried to just listen to the song that was playing, using it as a distraction to suppress my burning curiosity about what my beautiful girlfriend was doing with her hands.

My dick was wedged, my pants pulling it tight against my thigh, and it wasn’t able to get any harder in my current position. It was starting to pull on my leg hairs as it tried to grow, and getting quite uncomfortable. I pushed against my seat back to lift up my hips and adjusted my pants with my hand, giving my dick some more room. Then I grabbed it through my pants and moved it to situate it in a better position, resting my right hand on it when I was done. “Mhm hm..hm,” I heard from behind me to my right. Alyssa chuckled into Patrick’s open mouth as they kissed. “Fuck,” I thought, “I have to look.” I turned my head quickly to see Alyssa kissing Patrick and side-eyeing me. Did she get a kick out of seeing me adjust myself?

Quickly turning back to watch the road, I heard Patrick’s bedroom voice ask, “what’s funny?” Alyssa, also in a low voice, replied, “Him adjusting his boner.” She said it through a light chuckle. There was a brief pause before Patrick said, “Well he can adjust mine when his girl is done with it.” Him and Alyssa chuckled together. All I heard from Kay was a light moan. After another brief lull, I heard the kissing sounds coming from directly behind me, followed a few seconds later by the sound of a zipper. My mind was racing with images of Kay sucking his dick right behind me. I couldn’t help but to turn around and look again. I turned my head and looked down between Patrick’s legs. Kay’s hand was down his pants from the waistband, slowly stroking him while they kissed. Alyssa turned her head to look me in the eyes as she undid his button with one hand, positioning the other to reach in for his dick.

I spun back around to watch the road, and swerved just a bit as I realized I was riding the road edge. I heard the kissing suddenly stop. “Eyes on the road,” I heard Patrick say. “Mhm,” I said, acknowledging him. My dick was now fully erect in my pants. Had Kay been stroking him in his pants the whole drive? I was dying to look again. There was a stop sign coming up in about a mile, so I stepped on the gas to get us there a little quicker. As we crossed the line into the next county, the rough road turned smooth. We hit a little bump crossing into the smooth road, and suddenly the ambient noise in the cabin was cut in half. I heard the shuffling of Patrick’s pants, and then finally, both the girls in unison let out a light gasp followed by a light moan. Kay’s voice stood out to me. “Mmm,” she moaned. There was a half second pause. “See something you like?” Patrick asked. Kay replied first, “Yeesss, it’s so nice in person.” Alyssa spoke over her. “Umm, YEAH!” she said, excitedly.

I could see the stop sign up ahead. I glanced in the mirror. When I did, Patrick happened to look at the same time. We locked eyes. I could see a smirk on his face, and I could see Kay’s head laying on his shoulder looking down at his cock. I could barely see her shoulder, but I could tell her left arm was across her body. She was probably holding it. I looked back at the road, and then back into the mirror. He was still watching me. I looked back at the road again. And then again back into the mirror to see him pulling Alyssa’s face into him for a kiss. He knew I was watching. Kay still had her head laid on his shoulder, looking down. “Mmm,” he moaned through his kissing. Kay must have been stroking him.

As I pulled up to the stop sign, I left off the gas early and tried to brake easy so as not to disturb them too much. I didn’t want anyone to change positions before I had a chance to look. Plus if I braked hard enough to distract them, that would call attention to me. I wanted to be as inconspicuous as possible, even though I knew they would all see me turn around to look. A few seconds passed. I glanced into the mirror again after hearing the kissing stop. Patrick was looking at me again. He noticed we were about to come to a stop. I realized I didn’t see Kay’s head anymore. My mind suddenly went wild. “Hang on,” I heard him say, almost at a whisper. I glanced back one last time and saw her head coming up. I slowed and came to a full stop.

I took a quick look around and there were no other cars in sight. Still stepping on the brake, I turned just my head around to look behind me. This was the furthest I’d turned since we started driving. As I did, my eyes stayed low. They instantly landed on Patrick’s dick. “Oof,” I thought, “that’s a big dick.” Kay’s hand was around the base of it, and Alyssa’s was rested on the inside of his thigh. I stared at it for about a second before realizing they were all three looking at me. I’m convinced that Patrick had planned this when he realized we were stopping. It’s why he told Kay to hang on.

“I’m cold, let’s go!” I heard Kay say as Patrick finished kissing Alyssa and sat back up straight. They all hopped down off the tailgate. Patrick closed the tailgate as Kay and Alyssa each walked to one side and each opened a back door. Alyssa smiled at me genuinely as she saw me turned around in my seat. They both climbed into the back seat, and Kay leaned out to look for Patrick. He was coming up her side. “He should sit in the middle,” Alyssa said as Patrick approached. Kay pushed herself back into the seat and pulled her legs in so he could climb over her.

Patrick was pretty tall, but he managed to climb over Kay in my roomy back seat, putting his hand on her thigh as he shuffled past her. He sat down and looked up to realize that I was turned in my seat. He laughed out loud before asking, “You just gonna sit and watch me fool around with your girl?” I kind of shook my head and rolled my eyes slightly as I turned back around to face forward. As I did, Alyssa said, “I believe that’s the plan,” and sort of giggled. Patrick laughed again and then paused. “Wait, are you serious?” he asked, looking first at Alyssa, and then at Kay. Kay was sitting directly behind me. She reached over my seat and laid her hand on my shoulder. “Take us back to your place, babe,” she said to me, rubbing my shoulder as she slid her hand across it and back down to her side.

I put the truck in reverse to get out of the parking spot, and turned around to look behind me as I backed out. When I turned around, Patrick was staring at me. I couldn’t help but look him directly in the eyes. He held eye contact with me and mocked Kay, in a feminine voice, “Take us back to your place, sweetie.” He laughed at himself, and Kay and Alyssa started laughing as well. As embarrassed as I felt, I have to admit, I cracked a grin too. He wasn’t drunk, but definitely buzzing hard, and as he spoke to me I could smell what I’d tasted on Kay’s kiss earlier. Still without breaking eye contact with me, he continued in the same voice, “I wonder what Patrick will do to us there, muffin!” He pretended to flip his hair back over his shoulder with his hand as he said it, like a girl would do.

“Stop it!” Kay said through heavy laughter as she playfully slapped him on the arm. She reached up and grabbed his face, squeezing his cheeks a little and turned his head toward her, breaking his eye contact with me. I was no longer grinning. I was feeling as humiliated as ever. I instinctively looked around to see who heard that, quickly realizing we were still in the truck. Nonetheless, I felt so embarrassed. He could have left it at mocking her. It was a funny little joke, but instead he proceeded to make fun of me to my face.

Patrick grabbed Kay’s arm and pulled it off his face. He snapped at her playfully, “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Kay looked up at me and said, “Just go.” She barely got the words out before Patrick reached up and grabbed a handful of her hair and gently but firmly yanked her head from side to side. Kay gasped lightly as he did. “I’ll do the head turning, thank you,” he said to her. As I let off the brake and began to back up, out of the corner of my eyes, I watched the most lustful look come over her face as she leaned in and kissed him passionately.

Alyssa watched me, analyzing my reaction to it all. She looked at me as if she was waiting for me to stick up for myself. But I didn’t. I fucking hated him, but all I could think about was him railing her like a rag doll. I watch her run her hand down his muscular arm while she kissed him. He was still holding onto her hair. As I backed all the way out and stopped, I turned around to put the truck into drive. I started to ease forward, but I couldn’t help but glance in the rear view mirror. Alyssa adjusted her position to face Patrick and I saw her lean slightly. I tried to just look ahead and drive.

When I stopped at the end of Kane’s driveway, before pulling out onto the road, I turned to look behind me. Patrick and Kay were making out, which I already knew from the sound coming from directly behind me. Patrick’s hand was on Kay’s inner thigh, and I saw Kay open her legs slightly for him. Alyssa’s hand was on Patrick’s lap, rubbing back and forth on the giant bulge in his pants. I couldn’t help but sit and stare for a few seconds. As I did, another image flashed in my head of Kay in his lap riding him.

My gaze was broken by headlights behind me. Someone else was trying to leave as well. As the lights turned to shine directly in my back window, it broke the tension in the back seat. Patrick withdrew his tongue from my love’s mouth, and his hand from between her legs and she looked almost drunk with lust as her eyes opened slowly. Patrick turned around to look back at the lights. Just as I thought to myself, “I’d better get out of the way,” the car started to slowly pull around me on my left.

“Oh shit, that’s Connor. Roll down the window!” Patrick said. I looked back at him over my right shoulder. “No!” I objected, “I know him.” Patrick looked at me like he was confused. “So?” He replied. “I don’t want him to see you with Kay,” I argued. Kay sank in her seat a little and turned her face away from the window. The back windows had enough tint that they weren’t going to see who was back there as long as the windows stayed up. Patrick smirked smugly. “She’s mine tonight bro. I already made out with her in front of everyone.” He started to reach over Kay to hit the window switch. “Please!” I said, just as he pressed it. He let off immediately, leaving just a small crack. Alyssa, keeping her hand on his dick, reached over with the other and grabbed his arm, pulling it away from the window switch.

“Please what?” Patrick said, looking back at me directly. “Please don’t roll down the window,” I replied. His eyes changed. A look came over his face as if he’d gotten an evil kick out of hearing me beg. Kay sat back up as the car went completely around us and pulled out into the road. Intently watching the exchange between Patrick and I, she spoke up. “It’s fine babe, they’re gone.” She smiled at me, and then at Patrick, trying to make light of the situation. She brushed her hair back behind her ear with her fingers, and when her hand came back down it landed right next to Alyssa’s. “Come on, babe. Take us home,” she said to me in a loving voice.

“I’m just going to wait here.” I hit send, letting Kay know I was going to sit in the truck and wait for her and Alyssa. I figured she wouldn’t hear/feel her phone right away but if she went looking for me, she’d check it. In the meantime, I opened up YouTube to kill some time. I must have sat there flipping through shorts for a good 20 minutes before she messaged me back. “Okay, be right there.” I went back to flipping.

A few more minutes went by before I heard a playful scream in Kay’s voice. I looked over my should to see them walking toward me. “Put me down!” she said through laughter. Patrick had her over his shoulder. Alyssa was laughing too. She reached up and slapped Kay’s ass. “You bitch,” Kay joked with Alyssa, “I owe you one!” Patrick said, “Hang on, I got you!” He put Kay down, and grabbed Alyssa, spinning her around and standing up with her over his shoulder. She screamed playfully, and Kay reached out and slapped her ass really hard right as they walked up behind my truck.

Kay veered off and stopped behind my truck. “Right here,” she said. Patrick walked toward the tailgate with Alyssa still on his shoulder. “Should we put her back here?” he asked with a big grin on his face. Kay spoke up to save her friend. “No – wherever she goes, I go.” Patrick replied in an overly flirty tone, “ooOOoohh, I like the sound of that!” He laughed at himself. He reached across his body with his free arm and smacked Alyssa’s ass. Through laughter, she said, “Put me down now please!” With his free hand, Patrick opened my tailgate. “Maybe if you both say please…” he teased, looking over at Kay. Kay’s shoulders hunched in as she looked up at him and said, “Please?”

Patrick leaned forward and sat Alyssa down on the tailgate. As she sat up, she flipped her hair back, and he reached up and brushed the rest of it back for her with his hands. As I watched from inside the truck, I began to wonder…was I mistaken in thinking that Alyssa, Kay and I were leaving? He was now flirting with both of them, and there were no signs of him saying goodbye. I laid my phone down, watching more intently. I was getting uncomfortable, twisting to look behind me, so I adjusted myself in my seat so I could watch them. I’m not sure if Patrick knew I was sitting there watching, or if he would have even cared.

“So you go where she goes, huh?” Patrick asked Kay as he hopped up on the tailgate to sit next to Alyssa. “Tonight I do,” Kay replied. Kay turned around and hopped up as well, sitting on the other side of Patrick. “Does that also work the other way around?” Patrick asked, turned to look at Alyssa. She replied as she tilted her head and looked at him a little seductively, “I mean…it could.” Still looking at Alyssa, Patrick reached over with the arm on Kay’s side and grabbed Kay’s hand. He laid her hand on his thigh. “Could it?” he asked. Alyssa picked her hand up and laid it on Patrick’s other thigh and replied, “it sure could.” Kay slid her hand up until she could feel the tip of Patrick’s dick through his pants. She paused, as he turned and began to kiss her, she slid it all the way up the shaft and back down to the tip, pausing again briefly before sliding back down to his thigh.

Breaking their kiss, Patrick slowly turned and looked at Alyssa. Kay leaned forward, looking around him to see Alyssa, and the two of them look at each other and giggled a little bit. Alyssa moved her hand up. When she found the tip of his dick she stopped. “Damn, Patrick!” I heard her say. Kay replied, “I told you!” Patrick leaned over and kissed her for the first time, wrapping his hand around the base of her head, as she made a few passes rubbing up and down the length of his dick.

I couldn’t really see much of it, as they were facing away from me. I got most of the details later on, but seeing their hands moving, and hearing them talk, I know I zoned out several times during the whole thing. The daydream I’d had earlier about Patrick sliding into Kay for the first time, kept replaying in my head. As much as I couldn’t stand the guy, I started to realize, I was hoping he was coming home with us.