Date: Thu, 16 Apr 2015 15:08:26 -0400
From: MGTBILL@aol.com
Subject: DYLAN'S SOPHOMORE YEAR Chapter  54

DYLAN'S  SOPHOMORE YEAR


Chapter  54


by  Donny Mumford



Danny, Robby, and me are  enjoying appetizers at Burton's restaurant.  I'm
making short work of the  most expensive appetizer on the menu. It's the
twelve dollar lump crab meat,  avocado, and tomato appetizer and I must say it
taste especially delicious  because I don't have to pay for it. Normally
Robby's pretty tight with a buck,  but he's treating his two boyfriends to
dinner. Yep, a miracle. Mostly I'm just  joking about him being cheap because
Robby's not nearly as tight with a buck as  I tease him about. He's treating
us to dinner as a welcoming gesture for Danny,  the newest member of this
summer's landscaping crew. Danny claimed he needed to  hear me say I don't mind
that he'll be working with us. He was concerned it  would be an
uncomfortable working environment if I objected to him joining us on  the job. I told
him it doesn't bother me, and it actually doesn't... not enough  to make a
stink about it anyway. The three of us, plus Ryan, have been hooking  up and
hanging out together once or twice a week for a couple of months now.  I've
gotten to know Danny a little and he's a good guy. His only real flaw from
my prospective is he seems to be in love with my boyfriend. A small matter
that  Robby feels we can use as a test of Robby's and my true love. If our
open  relationship is going to work we need to avoid jealousy associated with
each  other's side-sex choices. And yeah I guess that's true because Robby
and I have  agreed a number of times that side-sex is acceptable until we're
ready to settle  down exclusively with each other. We're not ready for that
yet so Robby's has  his side-sex buddy, Danny, and I've got mine in Ryan. In
both cases there might  be more affection involved than the normal, casual
side-sex buddies. We have  more than normal feelings for these two than with
any other side-sex we've had.  There might even be some love involved
although not the deep true love Robby and  I have for each other. We haven't
changed our minds that when the time is right  we'll continue our plans of
getting re-engaged and then get married after  college. I'm guessing that Robby's
feelings for Danny aren't as advanced as mine  are for Ryan because if they
are, like the movie astronaut famously said,  'Houston, we've got a
problem.'  Anyway, as of now the relationships we  have with Danny and Ryan
certainly verifies that we're not nearly ready for an  exclusive relationship at
this time.



I'm beginning to think  we're never going to be ready for a marriage that
excludes side-sex. Maybe  that's negative thinking, but at least I
acknowledge the possibility of it being  true, whereas I don't think Robby does. If I
had to guess I'd say Robby thinks  he's just biding his time waiting for me
to get over my need for variety in my  sex life. I'm pretty sure he thinks
he can do without it right now and be  content with just me. We'll see, but
for now the fact remains we do have  side-sex buddies and we're both aware
who the side-sex buddies are. In that  regard it's more open than it's ever
been which strikes me as a more mature way  of proceeding. That's unless it's
a stupider way... ha ha. I'm not sure which,  but I lean towards a more
mature approach in that we're honest about it. Robby  and I feel we're each
other's true love and that side-sex won't change that.  What I'm beginning to
consider is the possibility that after we're married we  have 'goomattas' on
this side, you know like all the mob bosses on 'The  Sopranos' have.
'Goommata', is pronounced, 'goomah', by the mob guys. Instead of  chesty and trashy
girls with long fingernails, we'd have cute young guys as our  'goomahs'.
It's a possible solution, one I haven't got around to sharing with  Robby yet.


The other thing is I've  retained some of my old ways of sneaking around
for other side-sex. Well, not  exactly sneaking around so much as I keep it to
myself. I'm apparently more into  a diversified sex life than Robby or Ryan
because I have these occasional extra  side sex flings. I'm assuming Robby
and Ryan would both be a little upset to  learn they're not enough for me...
yet. Yeah, and knowing it would probably  upset them I spare them the
concern by keeping it secret. I can say in all  truthfulness that my other
side-sex interest are strictly fun without a smidgen  of love involved. It's side
sex with gay friends in the purest sense of 'buddy'  sex. No obligations or
pretend words of love at all, just sex at the moment for  the pleasure and
fun of it. Oh sure, occasionally a sex buddy might get a  temporary crush on
me, or me him, but that's not love so much as it's lust. For  the record,
I've admitted many times I'm oversexed, not that that's a crime.  It's my
nature and I assume I was born with it or learned it somewhere along my  journey
of life. It could even be that I came to sex too late in my life and I'm
making up for lost time. Hell, I didn't even realize I was gay until I was
closer to eighteen than seventeen. That's probably a rationalization of
course,  but so what if it is.


It was kinda sneaky of Robby to get me to convince  Danny to work with us
this summer. Danny claims he needed to hear me say it's  alright and I
assured him it was even though I'm well aware those two will be  fucking all
summer while Ryan will be in Georgia. So that's the rather one-sided  so-called
'test' of Robby's and my true love for each other. Robby  may think he pulled
a fast one on me, but I see it as an open invitation for me  to fuck around
to my heart's content, and with full immunity. Those two will  undoubtedly
be in the summer baseball league like Robby and Ryan were part of  last
summer, mostly excluding me. Last summer for me was basically the summer of  the
posse boys and while they no longer are officially a club, there are
individuals among that group who still interest me as friends and in a sexually
way as well. Plus there are untold numbers of cute gay guys to discover, so
I  won't be sitting home twiddling my thumbs all summer.


I'm just finishing up my  crab appetizer when Danny with his cute grin has
a joke for us. He goes,  "There's this businessman driving on the interstate
to work. The guy glances out  the window seeing a woman driver in a new
Cadillac. She's right next to him  going sixty-five miles an hour with her face
up near the rearview mirror  applying eyeliner. He goes back to shaving,
putting her out of his mind. That is  until he looks back at the woman and
sees her Cadillac is over the white lines,  partially in his lane. This
unnerves him so much he tries putting on his  seatbelt and in the process drops the
electric razor which knocks the donut out  of his other hand. In the
confusion he's trying to straighten out his car using  his knees against the
steering wheel when the seatbelt whips back knocking his  cellphone from his ear,
and the fucking cellphone goes right into the paper cup  of hot coffee
between his legs. The hot coffee splashes up burning his nuts,  ruining the
phone, and disconnecting an important business call. The man's left  screaming,
'These fucking women drivers!!' ha ha." We get a kick out of that and  yuck
it up, annoying a number of our fellow diners. Fuck 'em!


We get ourselves settled  down when the waitress brings our entrees. Danny
and me ordered the surf and  turf, which is the most expensive item on the
menu. Robby ordered the chicken  breast which is the least expense main dish
on the menu. As we dig in, Robby  says to me, "Have I mentioned I've been
trying to convince Danny to stay with my  family this summer instead of the
apartment his parents said they'd get for  him." Huh, I guess now that he's
established Danny will be working with us, he's  pushing the envelope a little
further. Robby explains, "Danny says he wouldn't  be comfortable at my
house because he's only met mom and dad briefly a couple of  times." Well, this
must be the other shoe dropping. It's also the first I've  heard a peep
about Danny living with Robby. Danny says, "If your folks would  accept the rent
my dad would pay for an apartment maybe I wouldn't feel like I'm  intruding
on your family." Robby says, "Don't be ridiculous, my mom and dad  wouldn't
expect to be paid. They'll be thrilled having two boys in the house
again." I'll bet my left nut they aren't all that 'thrilled' about feeding and
cleaning up after two 'boys'. Not after all year having no children at home.
Children sometimes have a higher opinion of themselves than their parents
do.  They've raised their kids and now they'd appreciate if the kids would go
out and  enjoy their lives and let mom and pop enjoy theirs. I'm just
guessing, but that  very well could be the parents' viewpoint. Sure, they'd enjoy
a visit once in  awhile, but moving back in, not so much. Robby's like,
"Dylan, tell Danny how  awesome my parents are." I go, "Yeah, they're awesome."
Actually I never thought  they were. I mean they've always been nice enough
to me, but his mom is too-too  much about everything. It's like she gets
overly enthusiastic if you show up  with a new T-shirt. The dad's too much the
other way. He's too serious about  everything. Fuck, it took me a year to
get Robby to lighten up a little and he  still gets very concerned about stuff
and he's overly conscientious about  everything, and everything isn't
equally important. Robby takes after his dad.  His brother, Dodger, is his own
person. Very contrasting personalities growing  up in the same house.


Anyway, I'm enjoying my  filet which is cook perfectly and it's tender like
butter, almost. Chewing some  of it I listen as Robby tries selling Danny
on the benefits of living with the  Dickers. "You can stay in Dodger's room.
I mean his double bed has an almost  brand new mattress." Ha, that's not
gonna do Danny much good since he'll mostly  be sleeping with Robby. If Danny
stays with Robby it'll be the first time  Robby's had a fuck buddy on
twenty-four hour call since Dodger left. Robby jabs  his fork in the air for
emphasis, "And my mom's a great cook too. Dad's a genius  on the grille. Isn't he,
Dylan?" I swallow, then mumble, "Genius," as Robby  adds, "Mom would make
our lunches, and you don't have a car anyway, so you'd  ride in with Dylan
and me. It'd be way more convenient that way. Tell him,  Dylan." I'm dipping a
nice piece of tender lobster tail in melted butter, as I  say, "Well,
Danny, to be sensible about this you should live with me, not the  Dickers. My
mom's not home six days a week, not when we'd be home anyway, so  it'd be like
we're sharing an apartment by ourselves. Of course you'd need to  sleep
with me in my twin-sized bed, but that'd be cool. Don't ya think?" Danny
grins, "Um, yeah, it would be," and Robby says, "Stop messin' around! Sharing a
twin size bed, my ass... that's ridiculous." Danny and I exchange smirks, as
 Robby says, "There's just no good reason for you not spending the summer
with  me, Danny. You've spent a couple of weekends there already so you kind
of know  my parents a little bit." Maybe he's gotten to know them more than
'a little  bit' and that's why he's reluctant to live there.


They go back and forth  for awhile, but eventually Danny of course relents
and it's settled that he'll  live with Robby for the summer. Cozy
arrangement, huh? An arrangement that was  most likely agreed upon before we even got
to the restaurant tonight, but Robby  felt this charade was necessary for my
benefit. Ya know, so it wouldn't look  like it's all been settled between
those two before even mentioning anything to  me. It kinda reminds me of the
dinner Robby and I were at with Ryan where I  learned he was going to be
working on our crew. I believe he was initially going  to be Robby's assistant,
but I convinced Robby that would be a bad idea since  Ryan had never so
much a cut a lawn before in his life. Oh yeah, then I stole  Ryan from Robby
without even trying. It all worked out fine in the end until  Ryan's dad got
promoted and Ryan moved. I suppose Danny agreeing to work with  Robby's crew
while living with him was suppose to appear to me like it was all  totally
up in the air and undecided until tonight. He must think I was born
yesterday if he expects me to believe that. Still, I'm kinda okay with it  because,
like I said, it's sort of a license for me to fuck my way through the
summer without a trace of a guilty conscience. I just keep coming back to
wondering how the fuck Robby can claims this open relationship is a test of our
true love for each other when Ryan will be in the peach state all summer.
He'll  be in Georgia and Danny will be in Robby's bed. Some one-sided test,
huh?







As we're finishing up with dinner Robby's describing  some of the more
unpleasant aspects of landscape work, "Especially during the  humid and very hot
August days, Danny. You're all sweaty with grass clippings  stuck to your
arm and neck and green head flies buzzing around biting you. Just  so you
know it's not an easy job. I'll have Dylan spend the first week with you  and
he'll show you everything you need to know. Right, babe?" I go, "Oh yeah,
I'll show you all you need to know and maybe a little extra,  Danny." Danny
and me exchange 'looks' and grins with him picking up on my double  entendre.
Fuck, I could steal Danny from Robby in two days, but I won't because  I
love Robby even if he's being a bit of a jerk with the charade he and Danny
put on for my benefit tonight. I am sad that Ryan won't be with me this summer
 though, but there's always the possibility he could visit and stay with me
for a  few weeks, or even longer. The only thing is his folks might balk at
that  because they think the sun rises and sets around Ryan and they'll
want him with  them this summer. And then there's the situation of what he'd do
all day when  I'm working. Maybe Robby could find him temporary work for a
couple of  weeks.


Danny's saying, "I should  probably get a buzz cut or something considering
I'll be sweating my balls off  working outside." Hmmm, that sounds
interesting. I go, "I should have been  giving you haircuts all year anyway, Danny.
Let me take care of that for you,"  and Robby's like, "He'll be at my place
so it'll make more sense if I take care  of Danny's haircuts." Danny's like,
"No offense, Rob, but Dylan's the expert  barber according to what you've
told me," and Robby says, "Dylan taught me how  to cut hair years ago." I
roll my eyes at Danny and he grins, saying, "I'll  still take Dylan up on his
offer, if it's okay with you, Rob." Robby shrugs,  muttering, "Whatever," but
he seems a little pissed-off about this unforeseen  development. Danny asks
me, "What kind of haircut should I get, Dylan? I've had  this preppy
haircut forever." Robby jumps in, "Um, Dylan wears his hair in a  tight burr
haircut because he knows I like it, so it'd be nice, and please me if  you'd get
the same haircut. You'd be my twin boyfriends." Duh, I wonder where  Robby
came up with the term, 'Twin boyfriends'? Danny's like, "Oh man, that
haircut's really short, Rob. I don't know about that." Robby says, "You'll get
used to it, Danny, and you'll come to appreciate it too, especially when it's
ninety degrees and the sun's blaring down. Lets plan on you getting that
haircut." Danny mutters, "Yeah, okay, I guess." I've noticed for a couple of
months now that Robby has no problem dominating Danny, and that makes my
dick  move in my jockey shorts. I mean, Danny being a submissive type like me.
We'll  have to figure out who gonna fuck who between Danny and me when the
time comes  for that.


And I have this haircut  because Ryan insists on it, not Robby. It's okay
if he wants to think it's  because of him though. No harm in that. And then
it occurs to me that Robby  might be insisting on Danny getting the Ryan-type
burr haircut because he didn't  appreciate Danny bucking his suggestion
that he give Danny a haircut. Bad form,  Robby. To tease Robby, I say, "Well
actually, Robby, you know my policy of  giving the exact haircut the guy who's
getting the haircut wants. So if Danny  doesn't want a haircut like mine,
I'll give him what he wants. Oh, did I tell  you Tracy got this exact haircut
before going home to see how his little  brother's doing?" Robby goes, "He
asked for a haircut like yours?" I go, "Yep,  it's catching on." Danny asks,
"Is he the guy who owns the speakeasy?" I go,  "Yeah. He had a ponytail
like Rob's, and now he doesn't." Danny reluctantly  says, "Okay, yeah. The same
for me then. It'll be cool being a twin boyfriend of  Robby's with you,
Dylan." Jeez, he's easy. I look at him and he seems cuter than  he did even a
couple of hours ago. He's Robby's little puppy dog, but I like  puppies too.
Ha ha, I'm terrible. Robby shrugs and says, "We're getting  everything lined
up for the summer in advance, which makes me feel good. Hey,  you need a
haircut anyway, Danny, so why not have Dylan give you the haircut  tomorrow.
Dylan's getting one, aren't you Dylan." I go, "Roger that, boss," and  Danny
goes, "Me too, roger that, boss." Robby looks a little smug so I smile at
him, and he laughs, then asks, "What?" I mumble, "Get your way much, boss?"
He  laughs again, "You two are so fucking awesome! Let's get dessert."

Sure, why not tack  another twelve dollars each to the check for dessert
and coffees. A plain  looking busboy begins clearing the table. He's maybe
seventeen, and typical for  that age he's grumpy looking. Huh, I ask, "You a
senior at North Andover high  school, Robert?" That's what his name tag says
his name is. Robert gives me this  cute grin with his two front teeth, shiny
white, being a little longer than his  other top teeth. Like I've always
said, there's something cute about almost  every teenage boy and for Robert
it's his grin. To my question, Robert says,  "Yes, sir." Oh my God, he called
me 'sir', albeit in a sarcastic way. He  probably has orders to call the
customers 'sir'. Ha ha, that's awesome. I say,  "Well, son, study hard and you
just might be a sophomore in college like us  someday." He tries not to
smile, but he does the grin again, saying, "Who gives  a fuck, sir," and we all
laugh our asses off. The busboy swaggers off with the  big tray of dirty
dishes on his shoulder. Nice ass on that kid too. Actually I'm  kinda excited
about giving Danny a haircut tomorrow, and me getting one from  Ryan too.
Fucking haircuts, huh? I wish I had more fetishes. I've got the  submissive
fetish and the haircut one, but that's it. Be nice to throw  a foot fetish into
the mix, but you can't just decide you'll have a fetish, it  has to happen
on it's own. Oh well, nothing's perfect in this life.


We all order different  desserts and the share them with each other. The
best part is eating the sweet  dessert off the other guys' fork and grinning
into their eyes. It's kinda sexy,  as well as being delicious. Robby gives
the waitress a credit card when we've  finished. Usually you get the check
before giving the credit card, but Robby's  not used to picking up checks. When
the check arrives, along with his credit  card, Robby can't help but say,
"Fuck! Look at this," and he passes the check  around. It's for $186.78
including tax. Teasing Robby again, I go, "Heh heh,  that's a bitch. And lets
see, a twenty percent tip we'll round up to $37.00."  Robby laughs, "You round
it up to $37.00. I round it off at $30.00." I go,  "Yeah, stiff that
waitress. She wasn't all that friendly." He's chuckling and  shaking his head as he
fills in the credit slip by adding his tip. The waitress  picks up the
little folder the check comes in, and says, "Have a nice night,  boys." Huh, the
busboy calls me 'sir' and she calls us 'boys' and both of them  sounded
sarcastic. Some people just aren't cut out for the service  industry.


We walk through this huge  restaurant with Danny limping on his sprained
ankle. Outside, still in my  playful mood teasing Robby, I say, "Let me help
you down the hill to the car,  Danny," and put my arm around his waist giving
him a hug. He puts his arm across  my shoulder looking at me with a grin,
mumbling, "You're so bad, Dylan." Robby's  staring at us and I smile back at
him. He shakes his head grinning. Why wouldn't  he grin, he got what he
wanted tonight. Danny's working with us this summer,  he's living with Robby,
and he's going to have the same short haircut Robby  likes his boyfriends to
have. While, of course, Robby continues rockin' the  ponytail look. Ryan too
for that matter, so 'in charge' guys like their 'boys'  to have real short
hair I guess. Yeah, but so what? All I know is I'm anxious to  see Ryan and
his ponytail after four days of him being missing in action in  Georgia.
Fuck, I hope he didn't reconnect with that asshole he spent last summer  with.
He didn't during Christmas a/k/a winter break, so maybe he didn't during
Easter break either. He better not have.


At the car I get Danny in  the middle of the bench seat this time, with
Robby's saying, "Man, I could go  for some kind of alcohol concoction tonight.
Tie a little load on to celebrate  our plans for the summer." Danny says, "I
can maybe hook us up with some adult  beverages. Lets stroll around campus
and see who we run into. A number of guys  in my dormitory have access to
booze." Robby says, "Good plan. You up for that,  Dylan?" I go, "Count me in,"
and Danny says, "Your twin boyfriends will pay for  it, Rob," and he goes,
"Oh yeah? I like the sound of that." I gotta give Robby  props for mostly
being good natured in the way he handled himself tonight,  including me
busting his chops a little. Sure, he got what he wanted, but Danny  and me were
playing him a little too and he laughed along with us. Robby gets  better all
the time. He seems so much more relaxed than at any other time I can
remember. He's showing the confidence I've been looking for from him and, like I
said, he's good natured about it too. Nice mix.


During the short drive to  campus Danny's fucking around rubbing my head
and talking about me giving him a  haircut like I have. It would have seemed
like flirting to Robby some months  ago, but now he just shakes his head
grinning at Danny's silliness. No jealousy  at all, not as far as I can tell
anyway. I say that, but I don't feel any  jealousy either so it's got to have
something to do with us maturing. On campus  we're wandering around smoking
cigarettes while talking about spring break  coming up in less than two
weeks. Robby goes, "After that we've got five weeks  left of our sophomore year."
We've all got really good GPA scores thanks mostly  to Robby's study group.
We routinely have study groups at least twice a week. It  works well
because the four of us all get along very well and it's actually been  fun. I look
over at Robby and feel so lucky to have him in my life. It's fun  teasing
him, but in the end I'm happy with the way he's been handling himself,  both
with me and Danny. It's sort of what I've been looking for since we started
dating. It's been a slow transformation, but a fairly successful one. Maybe
 someday he'll even see the value of us having 'goomahs' after we're
married.  Those mob guys had the right idea in that regard. All the extortion and
murder  they do isn't too cool, but the 'goomah' concept seems brilliant.


It only takes about ten  minutes for Danny to spot a perspective alcohol
source. He goes, "Wait! There's  Nathan Dakota. He usually has vodka for sale
but he's careful who he sells it  to. Let me check him out alone." He limps
over to three guys sitting and  laughing about something on the steps of the
quad. Robby and I lean against a  brick wall finishing our smokes. Now that
we're alone I get this sexy feeling  for Robby, so I nudge him grinning at
him, saying, "You know I was teasing you a  lot tonight, don'cha?" He grins
back at me putting his arm around the back of my  neck to pull my head over
so he can kiss the side of my forehead. "Yeah, I know,  baby. I like to be
teased by you. I also want to thank you for going along with  all the Danny
stuff. It shows that we're being fair with each other. As you can  see I'm
getting stuck on that kid and having you be cool with it makes me so  happy."
Then he kisses my lips, asking, "Do you love me?" and I go, "More than
ever, you know that." He grins, mumbling, "Good, keep remembering that." I'm
like, "Um, are you two in love?" He says, "Not the way you and me are, no."
Which means, yeah, they're in love. That's my interpretation from what he
just  said and all of a sudden I realize this is similar to the situation when
Ryan  first became the third guy in our threesome. For a time there Ryan
seemed more  important to Robby than me. For maybe a long month it was like
that and I had to  'up' my game where Robby's concerned. He had me under his
thumb for awhile back  then. Plus I'm realizing I don't want to lose him, and
now I'm wondering if I'm  taking him for granted again? Fuck, it's hard for
me to tell if I am or not. So  I ask, Robby,"Do you thing I take you for
granted, 'cause I don't mean to." He  shrugs, "It's you being you, Dylan. I
love you and we've been going together  three years now so if I don't know what
I've got myself into by now I never  will." I asks, "Yeah, but do you think
I'm taking you for granted?" He goes,  "Yes, but it's okay, baby, I know
you love me best," and he hugs me and gives me  another kiss on the lips. He
never would dare showing all this affection in  public, certainly not with
students walking around us, but he does it casually  now.



I hug him back thinking,  'Hey, maybe I really do need to 'up' my game
again'.  After all Danny is  like me in a number of ways. I've acknowledged that
to myself a few times. The  major difference being Danny's always trying to
please Robby while I'm mostly  teasing him. Jeez, Robby looks so beautiful
and sexy too. I say, "It's gonna be  you and me, Robby, don't forget that.
We're just sowing wild oats here." He  smiles, "Sure, Dylan." Fuck, that
wasn't much of an endorsement from Robby.  Danny breaks into my thoughts coming
up to us, saying, "Okay, Nathan has a fifth  of vodka he'll let us have for
forty bucks. My roommate, Freddie, won't be back  until late tomorrow
morning so we can chill out there and have some drinks if  you want." I hand him a
twenty dollar bill, and Robby says, "No, you get the  bottle, Dylan, and
meet us at Danny's dorm. We'll get some mixers. It's Deegan  Hall, second
floor, first door on the left. Get some cups too." Danny hands me  the money and
they go off with Robby helping take some weight off Danny's  sprained
ankle. See how Robby just naturally does 'bossy' without even thinking  about it
anymore, or probably even realizing he's being bossy. Wow, that was so
cool. Yeah, I need to be a lot more attentive to Robby or I might find myself
the odd man out this summer.


Walking over to the three  guys, I ask one of them, "Are you Nathan?" and
he says, "Who the fuck are you?"  What an asshole! The world's overflowing
with assholes. Okay, I gotta get this  booze or the guys will be disappointed.
I  smile, "Oh yeah, I'm Dylan  Newman, a friend of Danny's. He wants to get
off that sprained ankle so I said  I'd come over and get the bottle of
vodka. It's for him, me and our other  friend." Nathan's one of those big guys,
and I don't mean fat. I mean big as in  six foot five inches tall and two
hundred twenty pounds, big! He looks at me, then says, "Alright,  follow me."
As we walk he holds out his hand, saying, "Forty-five bucks." I'm  like,
"Danny said it was forty," and he says, "It was for him, but it's  forty-five
to you." I dig another five out of my pocket thinking, 'Asshole!' He  puts
the money in his back pocket and for conversation, I ask, "How do you know,
Danny?" He says, "I don't know him, he's in the same dormitory as me, that's
all." Then he asks, "You gay?" I'm wondering how he knows that. I go,
"Yeah,  why?" He said, "Duh, I saw you and that other kid kissing when Danny was
asking  about the liquor. Is he gay?" I shrug, "Danny? I don't know. Not
with me he  isn't, that's all I can tell ya." He nods, but leaves it at that.
He's the  strong silent macho type I guess. I follow him up to his dorm room
in Deegan  Hall, first floor. He gives me the bottle of Absolute  vodka, so
it's a name brand at least. I ask, "Um,  Nathan, do you have any plastic
cups you could spare?" I'm looking at a stack of  them on a desk. He shakes his
head like I'm a dork for asking for a few cups.'  then he grabs half a
dozen cups off the stack, saying, "Ya want me to drink the  vodka for you too?"
I chuckle, "Ha ha, no, Um, thanks a lot."


At the end of the  corridor there are step to the second floor where
Danny's dorm room is, and at  the top of the step's I see Danny up against the
wall with his arms around  the back of Robby's neck. Robby's making-out with
him using both his hand  massaging Danny's ass cheeks in the process. I stop
down at the  other end of the corridor and watch them in kind of a shock.
Danny's squirming  and kissing back with everything he has and now Robby's
massaging Danny's junk  between his legs and I think I hear Danny moaning,
sounding very aroused. It  gets me aroused I'll confess to that. There's a twinge
of jealousy but it's sexy  hot to watch too, and right out here in the
corridor no less. Their lips come  apart and Robby's saying something to Danny
that I can't hear. Danny nods his  head a few times and then leans in kissing
Robby who runs his fingers through  Danny's hair, then abruptly breaks the
kiss, and with a grin gives Danny a hard  whack on his ass. Danny moans and
grabs his junk. Another slap on the ass by  Robby and I can just hear Robby
say, "Come on, open the door!" Danny fumbles  with a key and then they're
in. I wait two minutes before walking down to the  door, then taking a deep
breath, knock. Danny comes to the door a little red in  the face, and out of
breath. "Oh, Dylan, come on in,"


Inside Robby's tucking  his shirt in, saying, "You got cups, good deal!"
They have six twelve ounce  bottles of orange juice and a little bag of ice.
Robby comes over and puts his  hand on my shoulder, then grinning at me, he
says, "You almost caught us messin'  around, babe. Thank's for knocking." He
pats my shoulder, adding, "How'd ya find  cups so fast? Um, I thought it'd
take longer." I shrug, "Nathan had some he let  me have" Robby goes,
"Awesome! Make us all a screw driver, two parts OJ to one  of vodka. Me and my soon
to be twin boyfriends are going to get a little high  tonight. I'm excited
about this summer." Danny goes, "Yeah, thanks for making me  feel welcome,
Dylan." Robby says, "Yes, you're being very understanding, babe,  and I thank
you too. Really." As if I had a choice. I mumble, "Don't ya think  two parts
OJ to one of vodka is awfully potent?" Danny says, "Yeah, all we'll  taste
is vodka and the whole point of a screwdriver is to mask that awful taste
of vodka." Robby says, "I don't fuckin' know, try four to one then." I mix
three of those and we  all taste. "Fuck! It's still too strong!" so we sip
some and add more OJ. Danny  says, "This OJ taste like shit too," and we all
laugh because he's right. It's  not spoiled, it's just that some canned or
bottled OJ doesn't taste a whole lot  like real orange juice. Like anything
though, we get used to it, and start  talking. We aren't talking about the
summer though, we talk about Robby's 'twin  boyfriends' getting the same haircut
tomorrow. Me from Ryan and Danny from me.  Robby seems to get 'off' on this
idea, and like I've said before it is a move a  lot of dominant guys make
on their submissive  sex partners. A short haircut to remind everyone what
their place is. It's  surprising Robby somehow has picked up on that vibe. I
for one don't mind it at  all, but Danny's getting more and more hesitant
about such a short haircut.  That's what I'm reading between the lines of what
he's saying about it.  Robby's not letting him off the hook though. Danny
agreed earlier about his  haircut and his second thoughts about it now sound
weak without much conviction  behind them. Obviously Robby's got Danny
wrapped around his little  finger.

When the haircut situation's confirmed we try thinking if there's  anything
we've got to put extra time in regarding college work, and amazingly we
can't think of a single subject we're not on top of. It's a good feeling and
we  pat ourselves on the back a little, feeling smug about that. The week
after  next, just before spring break, we have midterms for this semester.
We'll be  doing some more reviewing, but I'm feeling confident like I've never
felt before  about midterms. On our second screwdrivers, Robby, who can't
drink alcohol to  save his life, gets sentimental saying how lucky he is to
have Danny and me as  his boyfriends, and he compliments us on not being
jealous of each other. On his  third drink he's into telling us how much he loves
us, not realizing he speaking  as if he loves us equally. This doesn't
bother me too much because of the booze  affecting his thinking, and also we went
through a spell like this with Ryan and  me being equal about a year ago.
That didn't amount to anything because Ryan was  much more interested in me,
but it could be different with Danny. That remains  to be seen, but it
reinforces my commitment to be more attentive to Robby than  I've been lately.
That won't be hard to do since I've got the hots for him right  now like I
can't believe, and that's even with him saying some things that  aren't
especially  accurate.





Robby's got Danny's  undivided attention, that's for sure. Consequently I
suppress my inclination to  tease Robby about some of the things he's saying.
Teasing might be a mistake  with Robby's devoted disciple, Danny, giving
him rapt attention. Teasing might  seem like I'm putting a damper on the
proceedings, which amount to a mutual  admiration society with Robby the center
of attention. It's funny too because  Robby hates being the center of
attention among a group he isn't familiar with.  He can still be shy, as
occasionally I can be too, with certain types of guys or  adults we're not feeling
real comfortable with. Here Robby couldn't be more  comfortable with his twin
boyfriends and he acts the 'in charge' part easily  telling me or Danny to
get more ice or make us all another drink. During our  fourth drink we get
into a discussion about kissing techniques and I try  describing Ryan's,
claiming it's mine. Robby burps and asks, "You sure you're  not talking about your
other boyfriend's kissing technique?" I go, "It's  partially mine," and
Robby slurs, "Well I got no complaint about your kissing,  babe, none at all.
Now you, Danny, you should... hey, Dylan, show Danny how you  kiss. Give him
a nice juicy kiss." Danny says, "Aw, Rob, I'll feel funny," and I  go,
"Don't be silly," and I hold his head between my hands and give him a sloppy
kiss with a lot of head movement and tongue action. Our noses rub and Danny
kisses back beautifully with his arms going around me. After fifteen seconds
Robby's laughing and trying to break us apart like we're boxers in a  clinch.


As we part Danny's eyes  are big with a mischievous little grin on his
lips. Saliva shines around both  our mouths. We both wipe across our mouths with
the back of our hands still  looking into each other's eyes. Danny mutters,
"That was an okay kiss, I guess."  Then we both chuckle and look at Robby.
He wants to see who kisses better so  we'll have a kissing contest. Danny
and I are drunk enough now to agree with  Robby that a kissing contest isn't
dorky at all. We're all a little drunk and so  we think it's a fun idea and
we're determined to be the best. In the back of my  head I know this is
childish and silly, but it can be fun to be immature at  times and let the
'little boy' that's still in all of us, out for awhile. The  kissing will be timed
for fifteen seconds each. First Robby and I kiss rubbing  each other's body
and head. Our hot sexy kissing is as comfortable as  slipping into a
beloved favorite old piece of clothing, but with memories of  many erotic
experiences at the same time. As usual Robby's make-out gets my cock  hard and I
cling to him when Danny yells, "Time's up!" I rub my nose  against Robby's
hugging him and whispering in his ear, "I'll always love you  best, Robby." He
looks a little startled, and I'm a little startled myself so I  awkwardly let
go of him, blushing at my reaction. Robby's grinning, saying, "I  know,
Dylan. We're just messing around here. Your turn  Danny."


I gulp as they kiss with  me wondering what got into me. Do I really think
Robby would drop me and it'd be  Danny and him getting engaged? No, I don't
think that, but nothing's impossible  so I gotta stay on my toes. After
their kiss, Danny says, "Rob's the best," and  I'm like, "I was gonna say that."
Robby chuckles, looking happy, "You two  flatter the shit out of me," and
Danny says, "You win, Rob, but who's better me  or Dylan?" Robby says, "It's
a tie," and now maybe I do need to worry. Danny  hugs around Robby's neck
kissing him again with Robby squeezing Danny's ass like  I saw him doing
outside the room three or four drinks ago. After watching them  make-out for a
few seconds I busy myself making us all another drink and  thinking that they
make a cute couple. Two cute gay, tight-bodied baseball  players. Their lips
part and they do one lick up the front of each other's nose  laughing. Just
like I showed Robby how to do a long time ago. Robby rubs Danny's  head,
saying, "I can't wait until your head feels like Dylan's. Love that  crisp
feel of a  guy's really short haircut." Robby's a master of reinforcing
something he wants.  It works on Danny, who asks, "When can I get my haircut,
Dylan?" I ask what his  class schedule is tomorrow. He goes, "Tuesday? Oh fuck,
I've got three classes  on Tuesdays." Robby says, "Have dinner with us
tomorrow night and Dylan will  give you the burr haircut then. Is that okay with
you, Dylan?" I mumble, "Sure,  boss."



We work on our latest  drinks while talking about various guys we've kissed
and what the worst make-out  we ever had. For Danny it was way back in
middle school. For me it was with fat  Carl, and Robby said he's only made out
with a few guys and none of them sucked,  but that Danny and I are definitely
the best in his experience. That's gotta be  a lie because nobody makes out
hotter than Ryan and Robby made-out with him  plenty of times during the
last year. The vodka bottle is two-thirds gone by now  and the three of us are
kinda gone with it. It's funny how you know you should  be drunk, and you
probably are, but it doesn't feel that way. I'm on Danny's bed  listening to
those two in a deep discussion about hitting. Danny's demonstrating  Robby's
swing with Robby disagreeing and arguing who's the better hitter.  Danny
does an air swing and stumbles onto the bed, the back of his head next to  my
nose and he smells good so I get him in my arms and kiss his mouth. Robby's
chuckling jumping on the bed with us, and now we're a pile of gay guys
doing a  three-way kiss, spreading our saliva on each other face as out lips
slide on and  off different sets of lips. We've all got our arms around each
other as we  giggle, wrestle, and kiss. Danny squeezes my cock and then we're
all groping  each other until Robby slurs, "Lets stand up and see who's lap
pokes out the  furthest." I mumble, "That sounds like a mature thing to do."
Laughing we stand  next to each other with our arms across each other's
shoulders, all of us with a  boner poking out the lap of our pants. We're
checking each other out, then Danny  slurs his words saying, "You lose, Rob,"
which gets those two wrestling and  falling on the bed again.


I'm telling myself this  is stupid behavior but I'm aroused just the same.
Without thinking about it, I  take my shirt off. Danny hops off the bed and
admires my nip ring, then rubs it  as my nipple gets hard. I tell him, "The
nip ring makes my nipple very sensitive  to stimulation." Danny goes, "I'll
say," and he leans down and sucks on it as  Robby gets behind him and pulls
Danny's pants down. My hand goes right between  Danny's legs. His cock is
hard and feels big inside his jockey shorts. He pulls  his shirt over his head
and leans into me bare chest to bare chest. The feel of  naked skin on
another guy's well developed chest is sexy as hell. Danny's like  Robby and me
with little to no chest hairs, but he feels good just the same as  my arm
goes around him to rub up and down his back and then up the back of his  head,
my fingers in his hair. Robby is behind me pulling my pants down. Still
making out, Danny and I step out of our pants, naked now except for our jockey
shorts, socks, and sneakers. Then Robby takes his shirt and jeans off and
we  have a three way hug.


Danny and me are trying  to wiggle in closest to Robby's almost naked body
when Robby chuckles, asking,  "Who wants to suck my dick?" Giggling like
idiots, both Danny and I drop to our  knees. Robby yells, "Having twin
boyfriends rocks!" He pulls his boxer shorts  down under his nuts and holds his dick
out. Danny opens his mouth wide sticking  his pink tongue out further than
I'd have thought possible. Robby goes, "Danny  it is," and slides his
semi-hard cock in on Danny's tongue.  Danny closes  his lips around the head and
sucks in the shaft making slurping noises until  most of the shaft's is in
his mouth and the heads's gotta be in his  throat. I watch his jaw muscles and
lips moving as he wraps his arms around  Robby's ass and pulls him into him
face with the last bit of Robby's cock  disappearing. Robby squirms,
rubbing Danny's hair and then putting his hand at  the back of Danny's head
pulling him even tighter into his shaved groin area.  When Danny begins making
desperate throat sounds and struggling for air, Robby  backs up slowly, pulling
his cock from Danny's mouth. His cock is  hard sliding out on Danny's
tongue. It bobs in front of Robby who's  grinning at Danny and tussling his hair
again. He looks at me, asking, "How  'bout you, Dylan?" I stick my tongue
way out and Danny says, "That's the way  Robby likes it, Dylan." Huh, that's
news to me. Robby's cock is dripping with  Danny's saliva and as he slides it
in my mouth on my tongue I almost cum. My  hips hump and I groan, with
Robby saying, "That's it, baby," as his crotch  touches my face and the head of
his cock is right on the gag reflex area of my  throat. I do like Danny and
wrap my hands around Robby's butt cheeks and pull  him in tighter to my face
so the head gets past the gag area. I wait a few  seconds, then back my
head away and suck on his cock with precum drooling into  my jockey shorts.


I suck and lick his cock  until he's drooling precum too. His scent is in
my head and I'm quietly moaning  with sexual arousal. Danny almost whispers,
"Dylan really gets into sucking your  cock, boss." He picked up the 'boss'
from me. Robby says, "I love the way he  does it too, but yeah Dylan's always
loved sucking my cock." then he groans,  "Oooh, jeez, mmm," and pulls his
cock out. "Jesus, that felt good. Turn around  Danny," and Danny turns around
getting up on his hands and knees with his ass  pointing up. Robby roughly
pulls down Danny's jockey shorts, then reaches under  him to be sure Danny's
boner's still encased in the front section of his  underwear. He smacks
Danny's ass hard four times, "SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!"  Then with Danny
squirming and feeling his ass with one hand, Robby casually  spreads lubricant
on his cock stroking it a few times. His finger with the lube  goes up
Danny's asshole and Danny arches his back moaning and gets two more hard  slaps
on his ass, "SMACK! SMACK!" The last one has Danny yelping and hopping on
his knees and Robby looking at me chuckling and rolling his eyes at Danny's
antics. Robby lines his boner's head to Danny's asshole and humps his hips
with only the fat head disappearing up Danny ass. Danny's head goes back as
he  groans, "Aaaah, oooh, fuccck." Another hard "SMACK" from Robby gets Danny
 picking one hand off the floor to grope his junk again, moaning, "Oooh,
oooh,  ooh." Holy shit, he is submissive, maybe more so than me. Robby asks
me, "Remind  you of anyone, Dylan?" I nod, biting my bottom lip because this
is getting me  really turned on. I manage to grunt out, "I'd like it this way
sometimes, Rob."  He nods, "Okay, babe, but I usually want to do lovers sex
with you. I'll break  it up once in awhile and do the hard dominant stuff,
okay?"


I'm still on my knees,  but sitting back on my ankles smelling the back of
my wrist and groping my wet  package through my boxer shorts. My boner is
achingly hard. Robby took half a  minute to fully hide his boner up Danny's
ass. It's an extra fat boner and by  the looks of Danny's loaded jockey shorts
he's really hung. It's gotta be long  and fat. Robby moves his hips back
pulling his cock out all shiny and hard. In it  goes again with another
"SLAP!" on Danny's smacked ass. Danny's face scrunching  up like he's in pain, but
he takes his cock out and strokes it moaning, "Rob,  Rob fuck me Rob. He's
pathetic, but I can relate to it. He's sexually aroused  and he looks and
acts dorky, but that's how us submissive bottoms get. We don't  care if our
asses burn from being spanked or our rectums are sore from having a  big cock
pounding up there, and so what if we act like a geek... it feels so  fucking
good you wouldn't believe. That's what controls our minds, how good it
feels to be fucked dominantly. Nothing else matters for awhile. Robby starts
thrusting hard and, "Slap, slap, slap, slap," sounds get me stoking my cock
and  wanting Robby's up my ass. Robby pounds his boner up Danny's ass
steadily for  two minutes or so with lots of moaning and squirming from Danny. His
head back,  his face red, his lips tightly together, Danny strokes his big
boner and moans  in sexual pleasure. His cock is as long as mine but as thick
as Robby's. Wow! He  strokes his big organ in time with Robby slamming his
boner up Danny's ass.  When Danny  lets go of his boner it sticks straight
down. If he lifted up on his knees it  would point straight out and that one
hard cock being that big and still  sticking straight out. Danny's whining
now moving his head and licking his lips.  He holds himself up on one arm
again so he can stroke down on his constantly  leaking cock and then he hops up
off his hands a few inches arching his back  making a throaty gurgling
sound and thrusts he hips out as  two quick streams of cum pour out of his big
cock. I stare at his nuts tucked  tightly at the top of his scrotum. His
boner's almost pointing down so the arc  of cum isn't a long one, but it
splashes creamily when it lands on the  floor.


More desperate stroking by Danny brings out a long drool of cum and he's
back on his hands and knees before dropping his head to the back of his
forearms  on the floor. Robby does three more thrust up Danny's ass and pulls out
with one  last hard "SLAP!" on Danny's red ass. Precum adds more shine to
the lube on his  boner. Robby takes a deep breath and steps behind me
grabbing my hips and  plugging that slippery cock two inches up my ass, and then
more slowly pushes  the other two inches up there. Leaning over me he moves
his hands to cup my  shoulders and begins a fast hard fucking, "SLAP SLAP SLAP
SLAP SLAP." These sounds have become hypnotic to me as I visualize  Robby's
cock pulling out of Danny's ass and being shoved up mine. That visual  plus
the sensations going off in my rectum where my prostate is immediately
extremely sensitized and my anus lips sizzling with sexual pleasure... it all
has me dizzy with arousal and sexual pleasure. Robby's and Danny's scents of
sex  combine in my head to make me nearly crazy with the need to climax
already. Oh  god, I'm sounding like Danny now calling out Robby's name and
moaning like a mad  man, but it all feels so good and all our kissing and Danny
and me sucking  Robby's cock, me sucking off Danny's saliva, it's too much
and in less then  two minutes I'm going up off my hands squealing and humping
my hips as cum  shoots out in a long stream, followed by another that has
me shaking. I go down  on my forearms like Danny as Robby slamming his cock
up my ass and I feel his  body stiffen, then a loud inhale and my rectum is
all sloppy as Robby gasps and  humps against me shooting out more spunk.
Three lazy thrusts along with Robby's  quiet moan and then he lays on me as I
stretch out on the  floor.


Something's sticking my stomach so I roll over on my side spilling Robby
off my back, his cock comes out of my ass making a wet sucking sound, and see
I  was laying on a little pencil sharpener I hadn't notice on the floor.
The  roommates need to be more conscientious about picking up shit on the
floor in  here. Sitting up taking a deep breath I look over at those two
sprawled on the  floor taking deep breaths. Danny looks at me, "You climaxed
quicker than I did.  " I go, "I did not! You didn't last two minutes." Danny goes,
"Neither did you,"  as he lazily strokes his cock. Robby says, "Stop it,
you two. You both climaxed  in two minutes and what difference does it make
anyway." I stand up, "I never  get off that quickly. I got turned on watching
you two fuck." Robby's cum is  running down the back of my legs." Danny
picks up and looks at his cellphone,  then yells, "Oh shit! Freddie's coming up
the fucking steps." Robby and I  scramble for our pants as Danny laughs,
"Just kidding." Robby chuckles as I get  a handful of Danny's hair, saying,
"You better be good or I'll get my revenge  with you in the barber chair." He
stands up, "No you won't, Dylan, 'cause you're  too nice to do that." He
grins at me, asking, "Ain't ya?" and puts his forearms  on my shoulder to lean
in for a kiss. I go, "Mmmm, you're  delicious."


Robby's wiping his cock with a t-shirt from the floor of the closet,
saying, "Make us another drink, Danny, if you'd be so nice." Danny leans in to
kiss my lips again fast, then whispers in my ear, "I'm going to fuck you like
 you've never been fucked before and you're going to love it." He takes his
arms  off my shoulders, turns around and with that big dick of his swinging
between  his legs, walks to the desk and makes us three drinks. I stare
after him  wondering what happened to the poster boy for submissiveness a
couple of minutes  ago. Nobody knows who's cup is who's and nobody cares. I take
the cup he passes  to me as I try deciding if Ryan's cock is bigger than
Danny's. I think Ryan has  a half inch on Danny, but both are about the same
thickness. And, huh, Danny  says he's going to fuck me, and I thought he might
have acted more submissive  than me when Robby was spanking and fucking
him. Oh yeah, Robby didn't smack my  ass and I'm not sure if that's good or not
so good.


We drink our last drink of the night mostly naked talking about the sex  we
just had and Danny competing with me telling Robby how good he fucks. What
we  don't say, but both of us are surely thinking, is how good Robby fucks
considering he only has a four inch cock. The  thickness is important of
course so when he's fucking me I never think about the  length. If Danny or Ryan
fucked me with their big cocks and then right  afterwards Robby did, I'll
bet I'd notice the length then. Still, they both are  awesome sex as far as
I'm concerned. Robby asks, "Whaddaya you guys want to do  now?"


to be continued...      Donny Mumford      thinat20@yahoo.com



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