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The Experiment	By : AwesomePr0nzMaster90 Category: +S through Z > Total Drama Island Views: 3467 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It had been two weeks since the blackout. Gwen and Noah no longer resented the other, though they still continued to fight over Cody at times. But through all the little arguments and quarrels they still were willing to share their lover with each other. Well, except for four days in a row that Noah had Cody all to himself. After all, Gwen didn't want her monthly cycle to ruin the two boys' time together. Unfortunately, it also led her crying herself to sleep every time she thought they were probably making fun of her behind her back or having sex with some other Goth girl. Or she would get pissed off every time she thought of Cody having sex with Lindsay in a pile of her unread "mangos." No, she didn't really believe any of that--it was the cycle doing the thinking.
But this time of solitude did give her time to think. How come she seemed so sex-crazed all of the sudden? Okay, sure, it all started when Noah and her made that argument, but after that first night, she... she really seemed to want to either get it on with Cody or watch Cody get it on with Noah. This couldn't be healthy, she concluded. She never thought of sex this much before--something must be wrong with her.
She needed to talk to Cody ASAP.
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The day after her... "vacation" (yeah, some vacation...), Gwen went to Cody's apartment.
And of course, Cody had to open the door wearing a towel around his waist.
"Gwen!" He enveloped her in a warm embrace. "Day Five already?"
"Day Five and exhausted," Gwen replied with a smirk, letting herself in and plopping on the couch.
"Would you like me to get you anything?" Cody asked. "Something to eat or drink?"
"Nah, I'm fine." She rubbed the back of her neck before finally getting the confidence to ask. "...Cody, how often do you think about sex?"
Cody's eyes widened, his face red as an apple and his towel almost falling to the floor (but he caught it just in time). "Uh... uh... uh... Is this a trick question?"
"No, it's just..." 'Man, what am I, digging for gold in the back of my neck?' "...I've been thinking about sex an awful lot recently, and I'm afraid something might be wrong with me."
Cody blinked a few times. "Oh... well... I don't think there's anything wrong with you; I mean, I admit I do think of it often."
"Yeah, but... I hardly ever thought about it before. Now it's all I can think about--it's either us having sex, or you and Noah having sex, or you having sex with someone else..."
"So basically, you can't stop thinking about me having sex."
Gwen blushed. "Uh... uh... I... Damn, I didn't think of that... Something must be wrong with me, huh?"
"No, no, nothing's wrong with you," Cody said, taking a seat next to her on the couch and wrapping an arm around her shoulder, pulling her close. She blushed, remembering that he was almost naked. "Look, take it from me, you have nothing to be ashamed of just because you think of sex all the time. Look at all the people with twisted fetishes like those people who dig up dead people from graves to bang them. I mean, shit, if anything you're fucking normal."
She gave him a weird look. "Wow... You certainly have a way with words."
"Um... yeah, I couldn't come up with a less grotesque example than that that would still prove my point..."
"Um... pedophilia, maybe?"
"Yeah, but that's too common. And there's not too many cases on necrophilia."
"...Huh..."
"Look," at this point, Cody's goal was more to sound less awkward than prove his point, "what I'm saying is, there's nothing wrong with you, Gwen. If anything, it's probably because of those nights the three of us had. So don't worry about it."
"Sorry, Cody... I just don't want to come off as some pervert to you."
"...And you're talking to... who now?" Cody said, smirking at her.
"...Good point. Still, I mean... I wonder if it means anything. I mean, when I dream about it, we're... you know... actually doing it, you know? I mean, we're actually..."
"Vaginal intercourse?"
'You sure have to be on the ball with everything, don't you?'
"...Yeah. But we never did that yet. So why would I--?"
"Deep personal desires?"
'Quit doing that, Cody!'
"...Wait... You mean I'm thinking about sex all the time because you haven't penetrated me yet?" 'Well,' she thought, 'I guess this would explain that dream... and why I always think about him whenever I think about sex... but still, wouldn't I be thinking about all this even if we had gone all the way?'
"...I don't know. I'm not an expert at this kind of stuff, you know." He blushed again.
"Well, at least you're honest," she sighed.
"...But even if that is the reason, I don't want us to do that if you don't want us to." He planted a kiss on her cheek. "When you're ready, I'll be there waiting for you. But until then, if you don't want us to go that far, we won't." He ran a hand through her blue and black striped hair, ruffling it a little. "I love you, Gwen."
"...I...I love you too, Cody."
He smiled. "You have no idea how much I love to hear that." He planted another kiss on her cheek. "I'm going to Noah's place later tonight. Do you want to come along?"
Gwen tilted her head. "Wasn't a date just for the two of you, was it?"
"No, just hanging out," Cody answered. "Probably play videogames, watch TV and stuff. I know that's not your thing, but..."
"Nah, it's cool. I'll come along." She got up from the couch. "Noah's yaoi mangas will keep me entertained."
"No, Gwen..."
She turned to him curiously. "What? Did I say something wrong?"
"It's pronounced 'mangos'."
Gwen rolled her eyes, laughing despite herself.
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"Oh, you brought Gwen... Day Five already?"
"Yep," Gwen nodded, and Noah shrugged.
"Alright, but I probably didn't cook enough for all three of us," Noah said, gesturing toward the food on the stove. "And if you make a mess, you're cleaning it up. My landlady gets pissed when I leave messes lying around."
"Mess, huh?" Gwen smirked, and Noah rolled his eyes.
"You two better not do that here."
"Don't worry, we won't," Cody assured him. Then another thought crossed his mind. "Why do you stay here if you don't like your landlady? You know you can always move in with me."
"...Nah. I mean, I would, but I got way too much stuff. But I am planning to move to your apartment complex once a space opens up," he admitted. "Gwen, you should probably get a place there, too. Then you won't have to call your mom all the time asking to stay at Cody's place."
"...I don't know..." Gwen mumbled, blushing. "I mean... I don't think I'm ready to live on my own yet. I'm still helping out my mom and my bro at home, and I don't want to leave them alone..."
"That's alright," Cody put an arm around her shoulder. "Family comes first."
"Yeah... Say, Noah, can I talk to you in private for a moment?"
Cody gave her a concerned look, but let her go. Noah, on the other hand, had a curious look on his face. "What, you can't talk about it in front of Cody?"
"...Not really," she blushed slightly. Cody patted her back lightly, telling her to go on ahead, before taking a seat in one of Noah's chairs.
Cody's two lovers took refuge in Noah's bedroom. He sat on a chair and she sat on his bed. She glanced around the room: a television with game systems hooked up to it, bookshelves lined with everything from great literary works like the original Frankenstein and To Kill a Mockingbird to Noah's relatively small, yet plentiful collection of yaoi mangas. Pictures of himself, his family, and Cody lined the walls sparingly. One photo even had Gwen in it--a picture Noah himself had taken of her and Cody only days after the blackout. It felt ironic, considering he once was upset about this "V" relationship, that this picture was on his nightstand, right next to his bed.
"What did you want to talk to me about?" Noah asked, still curious.
"...Um...Well, here's the thing." She took a deep breath. "I... don't know if I want to... go all the way with Cody. I mean, I do, but at the same time I don't because... because I don't want to get pregnant. What do you think I should do?"
Noah blinked a few times. "Um... You're asking the wrong guy, Gwen. I can't answer that for you."
"...I just... I mean, it's not like I'm afraid of actually being pregnant. I mean, I know it's hard, but it's not like I've never dealt with bullshit before that made me want to tear my hair out." Noah smirked, knowing she was referring to her time on Total Drama. Yeah, that probably wasn't much better than the trials of pregnancy. "But it's the aftermath, you know? I mean, you know I grew up without a father, right? And..."
"Alright, stop right there," Noah interrupted, no longer smirking, but frowning instead. "Gwen, you don't think Cody's going to leave you if you bear a child, do you?"
She closed her eyes and lowered her head. "I don't... I don't know..."
He sighed. "Gwen, if memory serves well, Cody almost left me because I almost called you a jezebel. Again, sorry." She nodded a little, her head still down. "My point is, I would be very fucking shocked and even appalled if Cody just left you if you bear his child. He's not like that, Gwen."
"Yeah, well, my mom said my dad wasn't like that before he left," she muttered.
Noah shook his head and stood up, walking up to Gwen and putting a hand on her shoulder. "Tell you what, if that happens and he leaves you, I'll dump his ass. Then he'll have no one. Deal?"
Gwen looked up at him, a sort of half-smile on her face. Noah could tell she was crying a little by the slightly messy streaks of eye shadow just below her eyes. "You know, you're a good person when you want to be."
Noah smiled, not taking offense to it at all. "Yeah, well it's rather rare, I'll admit. Now come on; Cody's waiting for us in the kitchen." He then helped her up from the bed and guided her out of the bedroom.
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The three were quiet during dinner. Cody tried to start up some small talk, but it didn't work, as the other two were too busy eating.
Now, Cody, not knowing what the two were talking about in Noah's bedroom, grew concerned. 'Oh man, did I do something wrong? Is that why Gwen didn't want me to be in there? Oh man...'
"Are you okay, Cody?" Noah finally asked, noticing Cody's mortified look.
"Y-y-yeah, I'm fine..."
Concerned, Noah set his fork down. "Maybe we should take you home, Cody. You don't look very good."
"...N-no, really, I'm fine..."
"No, we're taking you home." Noah stood up. "You've been fidgeting the whole time and your face is really red. I don't want you to start throwing up or anything."
"No, I m-mean it, I'm f-fine," he stuttered out. "I just... I'm nervous."
Now Gwen looked up, also concerned. "Nervous? What about?"
Cody forced himself to take a deep breath. "W-what... what were you talking about in there?"
Gwen and Noah sighed with relief. He wasn't ill--he was just worried. "Don't worry about it, Cody," Gwen smiled at him. "I just wanted to get Noah's opinion on something."
"Yeah," Noah added. "It's one of those things girls feel more comfortable talking to their gay friends about more than their boyfriends."
Cody chuckled. "Oh, good. I thought that maybe I did something wrong."
"No, you didn't do anything wrong," Noah said, walking up behind Cody, pulling his seat away from the table. "Not at all." He began massaging Cody's shoulders, and Cody sighed happily as he began relaxing in his chair.
Gwen decided to join the two, walking up to them and sitting on Cody's lap facing him, her legs over the sides of the chair. "No. Just keep being Cody and you won't be doing anything wrong at all."
Cody blushed, tensing up only slightly as Gwen tried to get as close to Cody as she possibly could, her arms around his chair, her head resting on his forehead, and their crotches almost touching (only separated by their clothes).
"Now, Gwen, be nice," Noah said, still massaging Cody's shoulders. "Refrain until you're at Cody's place."
"Aww... Killjoy," she joked, before feeling Cody's newly-acquired erection press up against her panties under her skirt. "Mmmmmm... So, Noah, are you planning on joining us at Cody's tonight then if we have some fun tonight?"
"That depends... what kind of fun are we having?" He lowered his arms in front of Cody, making him lean in and rest his chin on top of Cody's head. "It's been a while since I've been inside you, sweetie. I miss the feeling."
Cody's blush deepened. "I... uh... honestly... I miss it too..."
"And honestly, so do I," Gwen said, chuckling a little at the end, even though she meant it. Even if she didn't actually feel it physically, just witnessing it had affected her mind and bodily functions. So, in a way, she did feel it.
Noah rolled his eyes, but continued to smile. "Oh, what are we going to do with you, Gwen?"
"'We?' I think you mean 'Cody'."
Cody almost sneezed blood.
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The three went back to Cody's apartment, still very turned on from before. They were looking forward to yet another fun night, where they were planning for Noah and Cody to ultimately share the proverbial "one body" yet again.
Little did they know, though, that things were going to be a little different this time.
"I'm going to use the bathroom quick," Cody told them before heading in that direction.
Noah smirked, heading to the kitchen sink to grab the dish soap in advance. "You thinking what I'm thinking, Gwen?"
Gwen shrugged. "Not sure, unless you're thinking that I'm thinking that I like the way you think."
Noah nodded. "Close enough."
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Cody sighed contently after relieving his bladder. "Hmm... I should probably take a quick shower before I leave," he said to himself as he flushed the toilet and let the seat down.
As if the toilet flushing was their cue, the door opened, and Noah and Gwen appeared in the door.
More surprised that anything, Cody let go of his pants, which weren't held up by his belt yet. "Whoa, you two don't kid around, do you?"
"Nope," Noah said, holding the dish soap up in front of Cody, who blushed. Gwen locked the door (not that anyone would walk in on them; really it was a "preventive measure" so no one could escape so easily... not that they wanted to. It was more of the naughtiness of it that made it so important) and began to remove her clothes until only her bra, panties, stockings, and garter belt were present.
Noah gently shoved Cody back onto the toilet seat, removing his sweater and dress shirt after placing the bottle of dish soap on the back of the toilet. He sat on Cody's lap facing him, grinding his crotch into Cody's, feeling their clothed erections touch after mere seconds. He ran his hands through Cody's hair, his mouth pressing down on his lips, biting the lower lip softly, yet more aggressively than usual. Cody attempted to pull off Noah's shirts, but Noah's arms weren't cooperating.
Gwen walked up behind Noah and began tickling him, the bookworm losing his concentration long enough for Cody to succeed in getting him to remove his shirts. Now topless, the two men continued to make out on the toilet seat as Gwen helped Cody finally remove his downed pants from his ankles, leaving his shoes and socks on just for the hell of it.
"Mmm... N... Noah?" the underwear-clad boy began between kisses.
"Hmm?"
"...Let's... mmm... let's get it over with... I want it..."
Noah smiled. "I know you do..." He got up, stepping aside to remove his shorts and footwear. As he did so, Cody, for the first time that whole time, got a good glimpse at Gwen in her underwear. Obviously, it did anything but lower his erection.
Seeing Cody's goofy "yearning" look, Gwen walked up to him, rubbing a finger down his chest. "What's that look for? Me or Noah?"
"B...B...Both..." he admitted.
"Mmmmm... good answer," Gwen said seductively in Cody's ear. Really, as long as she was part of the reason, she would've considered it a good answer.
Noah removed his boxers and grabbed the bottle from the back of the toilet. "Cody, I'm going to need you to stand for me," he said as he coated his erection with the lubricant.
Cody nodded, obeying his male partner. Noah then sat down on the seat before placing his hands on Cody's hips, slowly guiding him back toward him.
Taking the hint, Cody helped Noah guide himself back, until he was practically standing over Noah, before guiding himself in a new direction--down. The two made sure Cody was heading in just the right spot, until Cody felt that all-too-familiar feeling of the slippery tip of Noah's penis stretching his anus wider and wider. Wincing slightly, yet embracing the feeling once he got used to it, Cody eased down little by little until he couldn't anymore. It now looked like Cody was merely sitting on Noah's lap, but in reality Noah had nearly his entire erection inside of Cody, who, after a few seconds, looked like he wanted to stay in that position for a while.
Gwen felt herself getting wetter as she watched Cody slowly rising upward, moaning at the feel of Noah's throbbing erection sliding out of his body. Before it was fully out, though, Cody began to slowly lower himself again, this time looking much more content and filled with pleasure.
As Cody began to rise up a second time, Gwen realized she couldn't take it anymore. That throbbing cock of his looked so lonely compared to Noah's, which looked like it had a home. And deep down, she knew she really wanted Cody to be inside her--even if she didn't stay for the grand finale, she wanted to feel him inside her, just once. Trent had never given her that pleasure--though, then again, she never asked either.
"C-C-Cody..." she managed to speak, and Cody, who had lowered down a third time, managed to gain enough mental thought to acknowledge her, despite his predicament. He watched as she removed her purple panties, yet kept everything else on. With wide eyes from both the action and from having Noah's erection still inside him, Cody watched her walk closer to them and position herself so she was above Cody. "I'm... I'm ready..."
Noah, also having a hard time processing much thought right now, attempted to smile at the Goth, though not quite sure how the hell this was going to work. Still, nothing ventured, nothing gained.
Gwen wrapped her arms around Cody's neck and began to lower herself down on him, breaths getting shallower and shallower as she felt his member stretch her wider and wider... until it felt as if it couldn't go any further.
'Uh-oh...' Cody gulped. He had a feeling this wasn't exactly the end of the line. This was probably the hymen. And now, lo and behold, Gwen was too scared to thrust herself down, and he was both too scared and too preoccupied with Noah's erection still being inside him that he didn't think about thrusting himself up.
Strangely enough, the least likely of the three decided to act. Noah reached forward as much as he could, grabbed as much of Gwen as he could, and, making sure Gwen was ready and waiting, he gathered enough strength to thrust himself up, taking Cody up with him, which gave him enough force to burst through the protective wall inside Gwen.
Gwen cried out in pain, now clinging onto Cody, who was still too surprised by the sudden action to even speak, or even move, let alone ask Gwen if she was okay, and Noah sat back down normally on the toilet seat, allowing them to take a breather, both having pretty large erections thrust deep inside of them.
A few seconds went by, and instinctively (as he still could barely think) Cody held his arms protectively around Gwen's back, as if telling her everything was going to be okay. Another couple seconds later, the pain seemed to have lifted (at least enough for her to loosen her tense muscles), and she relaxed against Cody, accepting this gift, though not sure if she was willing to continue yet.
"R...Ready?" Noah asked, and Cody glanced at Gwen, whose head hadn't left his shoulder. She didn't want to move, even though she knew the pleasure would be greater if they did. Now that the pain was gone, she wanted to get used to this feeling, the feeling of someone being inside her. Taking some deep breaths, she finally nodded, her head still against his shoulder.
Cody rose himself up slightly, once again taking in and appreciating the pleasure of Noah's erection sliding through him. He moved his hands so they were on Gwen's hips, and Gwen began to remove herself from him as well, almost having to stand upright to get to the point where both she and Cody had only the tips of their respective male lovers' erections inside of them. Cody began to sit himself back down, his backside now more used to the tan penis occupying its space. Gwen followed suit, sliding herself back down onto Cody's member, this time in a hell of a lot less pain.
They continued the motion, going faster and faster each time they rose up and slid back down, not even concerned about stressing their leg muscles (hell, that didn't even cross their minds at all). Soon Gwen and Cody had practically become synchronized, both of them rising and lowering at the same rate, making it feel like one solid motion. Gwen now had her hands on Cody's shoulders, holding on for dear life.
Each self-induced thrust began to elevate their pleasure and bring them closer to orgasm. And somehow, some way, Gwen managed to gain enough rational thought to realize this. This was all she really wanted, to feel Cody inside her. Maybe someday she'd want to be filled with his seed, but not today. Even if she was assured that Cody wouldn't leave her if she got pregnant, she still wasn't ready.
So, attempting to fight every nerve, every part of her mind and body that was telling her "Don't do it, you idiot! We're enjoying this, damn it!", she began to speak. "Co...Co...dy..."
"Gw...en..." Cody sensually replied back, assuming she was saying his name in heated passion.
"S...St...Stop..."
At that word, Cody's eyes shot open, the fog of pleasure starting to clear only slightly. He quit his motion, and looked into her eyes. He wasn't hearing things--she did want to stop, and the look on her face proved it.
She rose up one last time, slowly removing him from inside of her, until they were no longer attached. "I'm... I'm sorry...Cody..." She took a few deep breaths, still shaking cobwebs out of her head. "Not... ready yet."
"It...it's...okay..." Cody managed to squeak out, forcing a smile on his face (it would've been genuine if not for the fact that it was hard at the moment to control his facial expression). Closing his eyes again, he resumed his self-induced thrusting motions.
Glad that Cody wasn't upset, Gwen still felt that all that pleasure she just felt shouldn't go to waste. She sat on the edge of the bathtub, her index finger of her right hand trailing down from her chest down to her pubic area, where she began teasing her clitoris. She looked over at the two boys, and slipped her left hand behind her bra, fondling her left breast.
As Gwen continued to masturbate herself to climax, Cody and Noah were about to reach theirs. With one final slide back down onto Noah's lap, Cody couldn't take the pressure in his testicles anymore, and it was released, causing Cody to lock up as sperm began to spurt from his penis ultimately making a mess of the nearby floor. Soon after, Noah hit orgasm as well, filling Cody with his own seed. Once they had finished, overwhelmed and energy-drained, they ended up slumping back on the toilet, Cody almost falling off the side.
Something about witnessing them orgasm and being so close to climax herself had caused Gwen to orgasm as well, her vagina constricting and lower body clenching together, almost causing her to fall forward off the side of the tub onto the floor, but she managed to grab hold of the tub just before she could fall.
Minutes had gone by, and the boys were just starting to regain their composure. The fog of bliss and pleasure began to disappear as Noah suddenly realized a flaw in Gwen's thinking just minutes earlier, when she left the two to their own act. 'Oh, how pleasure clouds the mind,' Noah thought. 'She wouldn't have been able to get pregnant anyway--ovulation wouldn't occur for about two weeks, and sperm don't live that long.
'She could have stayed.'
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