The Best Agent is who now?

Chapter Six

Still Cyril’s POV:
Archer cannon balling in, splashing Krieger and Mary. Mallory plucked a laughing Raylene from Krieger’s arms. “Go have some fun,” she said and they jumped in together. Raylene shrieked with joy at the water splashing her. “She really likes the water,” Lana said. “I can’t wait for bath times when she gets older. Lots of splashing,” Mary said.

An hour later…
When the twins got tired, Mary took them inside. Krieger followed with Raylene. “Pick a movie,” she said over her shoulder when we got out of the pool. Ray and Archer went upstairs while the rest of us went into the basement. Lana and I went into the bedroom we changed into while Pam and Cheryl went into theirs. After we finished getting dressed into dry clothes, Ray took all the wet stuff upstairs.

“I’ve got the perfect movie idea,” Lana said. “Which one?” Pam asked. “Children of the Corn. I haven’t seen it yet,” Lana replied, pulling it off the shelf. “I’m down for it,” Archer said and we all agreed. Ray set it up on the tv as we all settled into the sofa. Pam and Cheryl sat together, I sat beside Lana. Mallory sat in one of the two armchairs.

Ray went into the kitchen to get snacks and Archer went with him. By the time they brought out the snacks, Krieger and Mary were coming down the stairs. They sat in the other armchair. Mary curled onto Krieger’s lap as Ray sat with Archer on the sofa. When the movie was played, everyone watched it. It was actually a good movie. “I’m heading home,” Mallory said.

“Mrs. Archer, is it possible to take us off missions this week?” Lana asked. “Sure, you’re getting paid double for this. Keep her safe. No matter what,” Mallory said before leaving. “Let’s stay up and watch all the Children of Corn movies,” Archer said. “Let’s smoke some weed,” Pam said. “I’m gonna pass, but don’t let me ruin it,” Mary said and Cheryl pulled out the weed. Ray put on the second Children of the Corn movie. We passed a joint around.

“Wow, this good shit!” I said. “I only sell the best stuff. It’s all grown in the perfect conditions. And only with the best plants that grow more buds,” Mary said. “I gotta see this place,” Cheryl said. “I’ll take you guys when Arnold is caught,” Mary said. “Eeeeeee!” Cheryl squealed.

Half way through the movie, Mary had crashed. She was snoring softly, head positioned over Krieger’s heart. “Should we continue this tomorrow?” I asked. “Nope. Keep it playing. Mary saw this already,” Pam said. “Ok, but I’m heading to bed after it’s over,” Lana said. “Me too,” Archer said. “Shh, it’s getting good,” Ray said.

When the movie ended, Ray took the DVD out and put it up the shelf. Krieger carried Mary up to her room while the rest of us cleaned up. “You guys can sleep in the spare room upstairs or one of the ones in the basement. There should be spare pjays and toiletries in the closet near the laundry room downstairs,” Ray said when everything was done. “I call up stairs!” Archer exclaimed. “Cyril, you can sleep with me,” Lana said.

Ray’s POV:
After everyone got pjays and toiletries, they went to their rooms. “Can we have straight gay sex again?” he asked. “For the billionth time, stop calling it that. And if you can keep it quiet, yes. I’m topping this time,” I said. “Why do I get to be the girl?” he asked and I sighed. “It’s my turn to top,” I said, leading him into my room. “You don’t have to keep it quiet. The rooms are sound proof,” Mary said, coming out of the bathroom.

“Dukes!” I exclaimed and she hugged me. “They would have to be because of innocent ears. I would lock the door just in case. Goodnight you two,” she said, hugging Archer. “Don’t you have a bathroom in your room?” I asked. “Krieger’s using it,” she said, yawning. “I won’t keep you. Goodnight, hun,” I said and she slipped into her room.

I led Archer into my room and closed the door. I pushed him against the door, locking it. He pulled me into a kiss, which I pushed my tongue into his mouth. I wrapped my hands in his hair as he wrapped his arms around my waist. When we broke apart, we started stripping as I was backed up. Just before we got to the bed, I switched our bodies around and pushed him onto the bed.

We both still had our boxers on. Archer reached up and slid mine down, the waist band catching on the head. I bit my bottom lip before reaching down and sliding his boxers down. His erection bobbed against his stomach and I admired, again, how endowed he was. I reached into the night stand and pulled out lube. I forewent a condom since we both were clean. I opened the lid and squeezed some on my fingers. I tossed the bottle to the side and slipped a finger into Archer.

He moaned, arching his back. “Sure you haven’t done this before?” I asked. “O-once I let a woman do it,” he replied and I added another finger. “So she pegged you,” I said. “No, she wore a strap-on, not wooden leg,” he groaned as I added a third finger. “Archer, pegging is done with a strap-on. Or dildo,” I explained, pulling my fingers out. I lined my dick to his hole, easing it in slowly.