From: dragon@nni.com (Sunday Jones)
Subject: Three - Sequel to The Lake (Romantic, Teen M/Teen M, Love, Oral, Anal)
Date: Sat, 05 Jul 1997 10:42:43 GMT

         _And Then There Were Three_

     When Alex told me he had written out a story based on our
weekend camping, and what his telling me that he likes guys led
up to, I was surprised.   He said that it really helped him put
things in perspective.  It made me think that maybe I should
try writing too.  I'm not as literary as Alex, so I'm not sure
how this will turn out, but here it goes.

        -----------------------------

     It has been an amazing week.  In the seven days since
Alex and I  came home from the mountains we haven't been
separated except long enough to sleep and that was only on five
of the nights.  Luckily, we had long ago established a pattern
of sleeping at each other's house whenever we want.   
     Until we decide how we were going to handle it all, who
we will tell and how we will tell them, we are trying not to
draw too much attention to ourselves.
     I don't think that we have done a very good job.   I pay
a lot more attention to the people around us than Alex does, so
I notice more of the looks we have been getting.  To most
people who know us, there is something clearly changed in our
relationship.  Our body language, and the time we are spending
together are giving us away.  We now sit a little closer
together, and I find myself reaching out to touch him more
often.  Walking with him down the street or through the mall I
can't help lightly touching his lower back possessively.  Our
friends have noticed these things and I am sure many of them
want to ask questions.  
     Don't get me wrong, Alex is not dumb, but he has been
rather focused since last weekend.  Seriousness has suffused
him.   I have never seen him like this.  I hope that it fades
as he becomes more comfortable with the change in our
relationship.  We don't seem to play much anymore.  When we are
alone we only talk about deep issues, things that will affect
the rest of our lives.  That's not a problem for me.  There is
nobody else I can talk to about those things except Alex.  But
right now anyway, I don't think he realizes that we cannot be
around people without giving off signals that make our new
relationship pretty clear.
     I can deal with the glances and the raised eyebrows, but
I am not sure how I will be able to deal with the actual
questions that are inevitably coming.  Wishing that Alex and I
could run away for a while, to someplace where no one knows us,
is the only thing I have been able to think of.  I am not ready
to tell my parents that there little boy likes other boys. 
Alex's folks could probably deal with it.  They are pretty
liberal when it comes to most social issues. 
     To hear my dad talk, Alex's dad is a communist just
waiting to hand over America to the Russians.  I find it hard
to imagine someone who dresses as cool as him can be much of a
threat to national security.  But politics aside, his parents,
Maria and Tom, have a lot of strange friends and are always
talking about human rights and stuff like that.  They might not
just accept Alex's new orientation, they might make him a
mascot for one of their causes.  It is exactly that kind of
thing that scares me.  I mean, I love Alex, and I love having
sex with him, but I don't want to get too wrapped up in a
"lifestyle" just because of one person in my life, and what I
do in bed.
     Like I have told Alex several times, and he seems to
agree, This could all be a phase we are both going through and
one or both of us could outgrow it tomorrow.  I don't think
that's all that likely, I know I will always love him, but
dammit, eighteen is still too young an age to declare what you
will be doing and whom you will be doing it with for the rest
of your life.  We both want kids, and I am not sure about him,
but I think a kid needs a mom.  I don't even care if they are
my own kids.  I will adopt one or two if I have to, but I don't
think I want to raise them alone, or with another guy, except
maybe Alex, maybe.  The fact that after only a week I know that
the need for kids could make me pull away from him worries me
sometimes, but never when he is near.  As we settle down
together, we keep making minute adjustments in our behavior,
trying to find a stable ground where we can enjoy each other
and move forward.
     Even though we have always been close, we have moved in
different circles in school, and in some of our social
activities.   Although Alex and I were both in the college prep
classes, with higher academic standards we could both easily
meet, during high school he had gravitated toward a more
serious, intellectual group of friends.  I stuck by most of my
friends from junior high, a rowdier bunch.  We are the ones to
sneak beer into the football games, and one of us is always in
trouble with one teacher or another.  Maybe because we hung
with different groups, we had each moved into leadership roles
within our groups of friends.  Neither of us has ever tried to
show dominance over each other when we are alone, but when I am
with him and his friends, I usually defer to his plans and
ideas, and he does the same for me when he spends time with me
and my friends.  The two of us have acted as a bridge between
the two groups on many occasions; parties, dances, things like
that are more mixed with us than with most other groups of kids
our age.  There were even a few romances springing up across
the clique' lines because of our mixing.
     I have noticed that in the last week Alex has been
deferring to my wants when we are alone more than he ever has
before, and its starting to make me angry.  I understand that
he did not expect me to jump into this as abruptly as I did
last weekend, but he is acting like I am going to bolt if he
doesn't keep me constantly happy.
     It is my own fault that he was surprised by my reaction. 
I have made my fair share of jokes about fags over the last few
years, not so much recently, but in junior high it seemed like
the thing to do.  Alex made some pretty harsh comments too, but
not as much as me, and looking back, I see that he stopped that
kind of crap much sooner than I did, or any of the rest of our
friends did.   Looking at guys in the showers, and at Alex
in particular, had been such a habit for me for a while now
that I was a pro.  I could check out a guy with nobody ever
having a clue.  I think, like lots of guys, I just supposed it
was simple curiosity, a phase I would outgrow as I became more
interested in girls.  I never would have been able to open up
about those thoughts without Alex coming to me and expressing
his feelings first.  When he told me that he liked guys in the
diner that day, and that he liked me, I had to excuse myself as
quickly as possible.  I went home to bed and stared at the
ceiling for several hours, getting more excited by the minute. 
The one guy I was most curious about sleeping with was
interested in me too.
     Once I got up the nerve to call and ask him to meet me at
the dock, I began to relax.  Our talk went better than I
expected.  When I hugged him I felt a connection we had never
had before.  The embrace went on for quite a long while, until
I finally had to pull away before he realized how aroused I had
become.  
     By the time I reached my room it was all I could do to
rip open my jeans and stroke myself to orgasm, remembering the
feel of Alex's arms around me, and the clean fresh smell of his
hair.
     A phantom of Alex floated above me as I ran my right hand
up and down the shaft of my cock.  Using my left hand I fondled
my balls, rolling them on the palm of my hand, and running the
tip of my index finger around each sensitive orb.  I imagined
it was Alex's hand wrapped around me, pumping softly.  I moved
my hand with an agonizing slowness that had me lifting my hips
off the mattress, bucking and thrusting into my fist.
     In my mind I kissed him.  Our lips parted at the same
time and our tongues met.  Just the thought of kissing him that
way sent shivers up and down my spine.  Kissing Alex was
something that I thought would always remain a fantasy, no
matter what happened on our camping trip.  Fantasizing about
having sex with a guy could be attributed to an over active
adolescent imagination, but kissing another male clearly
crossed the line I had drawn in my psyche.
     After wetting my tongue and index finger in my mouth, I
rubbed the spit covered digits across the head of my cock,
pinching and squeezing.  I spread the clear precum across the
smooth skin.  Moving the ring made by my right hand closer to
the top of my cock and increasing the speed of my stroking, I
began undressing Alex in my mind.  I pictured his smooth, tan
chest lightly covered by a think sheen of sweat, the way it
looked after a hot summer ball game.  Slowly I mentally
unzipped the fly of his dark blue athletic shorts and spread it
wide.  As I pictured his damp jock, gleaming white against the
dark cloth of the shorts and the tan of his stomach I felt my
balls draw up tight against my body.  When my fevered
imagination pulled the shorts and strap down together, the
first warm splatter of semen sprayed my upper chest.  Seeing
the soft uncut cock flop out behind my closed eyes, the way it
had in reality so many times before brought forth several more
volleys of cum to coat my stomach and lower chest and to drip
down my clenched fist.
     I laid back against my pillow and slowly calmed my
breathing.  When I had caught my breath I reached under my bed
for the box of tissues I keep there for occasions like that and
carefully cleaned myself up.  Discarding the tissues I reclined
on my pillows and spent several hours thinking about Alex,
reliving the day, both of our conversations and especially our
embrace.  I hugged one of my pillows to my chest and leaned my
head against it, falling asleep dreaming that it was Alex in my
arms.
     
          -------------------------
     
     Walking over to Alex's house last night I thought I had
it all figured out.  When I reached his room he was reading in
bed.
     "Hey buddy," I said, leaning down to kiss him gently.
     "Hi lover," he replied, tossing aside his book, and
putting his arms around me, pulling me closer to him for a more
thorough kiss.
     Ten minutes later, after the kiss, I stretched out beside
him on his narrow bed.
     "What are you thinking about?", he asked.
     "What else?", I said, "Us."
     As usual, when I brought up our relationship, Alex grew
quiet and serious.
     "What about us?", he asked softly.
     "Lots of stuff, but mainly about when and if we are going
to tell anyone about us.", I answered.
     Alex wondered, "What brought that to mind tonight?"
     "Lots of things." I continued, "Mainly its Scott.  He has
been asking me a lot of questions about what went on up there. 
He knows something is up, but he is too clever to come right
out and ask.  It's driving me crazy!"
     "What kind of stuff is he asking about?", Alex asked
softly.
     I paused, trying to figure out how to bring up my real
concern.  Scott had been a friend of Alex's before I got to
know him, and talking to him when Alex was not around always
brought up slightly guilty feelings, like I am poaching on
Alex's territory.  But Scott really had me concerned.  Except
for Alex, Scott was the only guy I knew well for whom I had
experienced any kind of desire.  There was something about him,
his light blonde hair, and his fair skin, combined with his
larger frame really turned me on.  Just thinking about it made
me feel disloyal to Alex, so I felt like I was walking on
eggshells.
     "He just..." I struggled, "he just keeps asking if
everything is okay.  I tell him that everything is fine, but a
few minutes later I will notice him staring at me, or at both
of us if we are together."
     Alex closed his eyes and thought for a few moments.  When
he opened them he asked, "James, if I tell you something do you
promise never to repeat it, ever?"
     Not even pausing to think, I answered, "Of course Alex,
you know that."
     "Remember last spring when a bunch of us went up to the
Delaware Water Gap to camp for the weekend, right before
graduation?", he asked.
     "Sure, I had the flu and couldn't go, I was pissed about
that for a while."
     "Well, you should also remember that Cory couldn't go
either after his parents caught him drunk on the Thursday night
before the trip." Alex went on. "That left me and Scott as the
only guys who weren't already signed up to share a tent with
someone, so we ended up sharing my small pup tent."
     I just nodded, keeping my eyes on his face.
     He took a deep breath and continued.  "We stayed up late
on Saturday night, after everyone else was asleep.  We were in
my tent and we just started talking.  Mostly about sex.  He
assumed i had done stuff with girls, and I let him keep
thinking that.  We talked about places we thought would be cool
to have sex, he talked about having sex with a girl in a hot
tub and complained about how tired the hot water made him."
     "Where are you heading with this Alex?", I asked quietly.
     "Just hold on, I am getting to it.  I just hate to break
a promise, its not easy for me," he said seriously. "Okay, here
it goes.  After we had talked about sex for a while, he asked
me if I had ever done anything with a guy."  
     He grinned, "That was before you of course."
     I leaned over to kiss him before letting him go on.
     "He said he had not either, but that he had thought about
it, and thought he might be bisexual.  He swore me to secrecy
and until now I kept my promise, but what if he has been asking
this stuff because he suspects that we are gay or bisexual?" he
finished.
     It was my turn to think for a while.
     "Why do you think he picked you to tell?" I asked.
     "I don't know," he said, "maybe he knew I wouldn't laugh. 
Maybe he likes me, maybe he just had to tell someone."
     "All those might be right," I said. "But the way he
always asks me how you are makes me think that maybe he does
like you."
     "Maybe, well he..." Alex said out loud before changing
his mind. "Oh, who knows?" he finally said.
     I noticed that he had changed what he was going to say,
but I didn't want to pressure him so I let it go.
     "You know," I said.  "maybe we can find out."
     Alex tilted his head to look at me quizzically.
     I continued, "How about if we pick him as the first
person to tell about what happened up there?  I don't mean we
should tell him details or anything like that, but that we
realized that we love each other while we were up that and that
now we are a couple."
     Alex turned pale for a moment, then smiled enigmatically,
and said, "Sure, when do you want to do it?"
     "Is there anything wrong with tonight?", I asked?
     He shook his head and handed me his address book.  I
quickly found Scott's number and dialed.   When he answered I
told him that Alex and I wanted to speak to him about something
important.  He suggested we come over to his house since his
parents were out of town for a few days so we could be alone
and comfortable while we talked.  I told him we would be there
in fifteen minutes and ended the call.
     Scott lived about a half mile up the road and a few
blocks back from the river.  We decided to walk since we could
be there in the time it would take us to walk to my house for
my car and to drive back to Scott's place.  It was a great
night, we were still comfortable in our shorts, but the air had
enough of a nip to make us keep moving fast to stay warm.  We
found a balance between staying warm and being able to talk as
we walked.  It only took us a few moments to decide that Alex
would do most of the talking, after all, he and Scott had been
friends for longer than I have known Scott.
     Scott was waiting on his front porch as we walked up the
long driveway.  I had always liked Scott's house, it was way
off the road and had no close neighbors, a great location for
parties when his parents were away.  Tonight his house did not
look ready for a party, it was mostly dark, the old Victorian
structure deep in the shadowy circle of ancient oaks that
formed a ring around the home and yard.  He waved to us as we
rounded the bend and approached the house.   By the time we
reached the stairs to climb to his porch he was there waiting
for us.  Without saying a word he ushered us into the large,
hardwood floored central hall.
     "Lets go downstairs." Scott said, and led the way down
the stairway from the kitchen.  The basement of Scott's house
is all one huge room, its a finished basement with a large wet
bar at one end, a pool table in the middle, a sitting area with
a couch, loveseat and recliner at the far end, and a small
alcove that housed a set of weights and a bench.  Alex and I
took seats next to each other on the long couch and Scott sat
in the recliner so he was sitting perpendicular to us.  
     The room was quiet as we settled into our seats.  The
sitting area was dimly lit, with no lights on at this end of
the room we were illuminated slightly by the hanging light over
the pool table.  Once we were all settled, Scott asked, "What's
up guys?"
     Alex and I exchanged a glance and we nodded slightly
towards each other.
     Alex cleared his throat and said, "There is something we
want to tell you and a few other people and we wanted to tell
you first.  We just ask that you please don't tell anyone else
before we get a chance to tell them first."
     Scott just looked at us, and nodded.
     Going on, Alex said, "James says that you have been
asking about what happened while we were camping last weekend. 
The fact that you asked at all makes me thing you have some
idea what happened, but we figure you have a right to hear it
from us."
     Scott began nodding his head, not smiling, but not
frowning either.  Alex was staring at the coffee table between
us and Scott but I kept my eyes on Scott's face to gauge his
response.
     "Well, what happened is," I could tell he was having
trouble getting it out, "what happened is that James and I
realized we both liked guys and we liked each other too."  The
last phrase coming out faster and louder than I expected.
     Scott's head turned to stare at me for a second, and then
back to Alex.  He crossed his arms in front of his chest and
looked a little angry.  This was not the reaction I expected,
so I jumped in.
     "What's wrong Scott?  I didn't think you would take it
like this, that's why we came to tell you first."
     "Oh, I know exactly why you came to tell me first.  Alex
told you about me, didn't he", Scott demanded, "didn't he?"
     I shook my head, preparing to lie.
     "Yeah, I told him," Alex said defensively. "But..."
     Scott jumped in, "You told him I liked him? I can't
believe this."
     My jaw dropped, and I worked hard to close it.
     "You should have let me finish." Alex almost whispered,
"I didn't tell him that part, just that you had thought about
guys."
     Scott turned red, and stared at Alex for a moment before
turning to me.  "Well, I guess you know everything now James,"
he muttered under his breath.
     He looked so miserable sitting there, making fists and
grinding them into his thighs.  I looked at Alex who shrugged,
and I stood and walked over to Scott.
     When my hand touched his shoulder he began to cry. 
Silent sobs wracked his body and he buried his face in his
hands.  I could not stand to see such a good friend hurting so
I urged him to stand and guided him over to the couch and
seated him there between Alex and myself.  Alex put his hand on
Scott's bicep and gave it a little squeeze while I wrapped my
arms around the bigger teenager and pulled him against my
chest.  I could feel his hot tears burning into my chest
through my thin cotton shirt.  His body shook as sobs escaped
his lips.  Alex joined me in holding him and we rocked gently
in place on the sofa, trying to calm him down.  Alex and I each
took one of his hands in our own and held it as his body
relaxed and the sobs became softer and the time between them
grew longer.
     It only took a few moments for Scott to regain his
composure.   Sitting up straight between us, he pushed away our
hands.
     "You must think I'm a moron now, the two guys I like now
like each other and I start bawling like a baby." he said
softly, carefully avoiding looking at either of us.
     "Wait a second," Alex said, "two guys...both of us?"
     Scott nodded. "You may as well know it all, that's why I
brought up the subject on that camping trip.  I thought that
with all the talk about sex, maybe you'd want to do something
if I told you I liked guys."
     "I want to apologize for that Scott," Alex said, putting
his hand back on Scott's shoulder, "I knew I was interested in
guys when you asked, but I was too scared to admit it."
     He looked from Alex to me for a moment, and then stared
into space.  "I am really happy that you guys have each other,
I really am, you guys deserve it.  I just will need a little
time to get used to the idea, I have wanted both of you for so
long."
     I knew that this must have been tearing Alex up inside,
we both have something inside us that makes it almost
impossible to be around people in pain without doing what we
can to correct it.  I hide it more than Alex does, but it was
really getting to me too.
     A startling idea popped into my head.  I had an idea
about how to help Scott get through this and how to at least
soften the hard edges of his pain.  The question is how Alex
would react.  I had fantasies about Scott before, so thinking
about taking him to bed, with Alex, was not too strange of an
idea, but I had no idea if Alex had ever felt that way about
him.   
     As though reading my mind, and realizing Alex and I
needed to talk privately, Scott stood up, and excused himself
to go to the restroom.  His footsteps faded up the stairs and I
turned to look at Alex.
     "Alex..."
     "James...," we said together.
     "You go first," I said.
     "Um...do you think Scott is cute?" Alex asked.
     "Yeah, yeah I do," I said.
     "Do you want to have sex with him?" Alex asked softly,
looking at his hands clenched in his lap.
     "I have thought about it," I answered honestly, "but I
wouldn't do it without you."
     Alex lifted his eyes, his face brightening, and searched
my face trying to gauge my sincerity. "Really?"
     I laughed softly, "Yes, really baby."  I reached up and
stroked the side of his face.
     "Do you think he would go for it? For both of us?" he
asked me.
     "Well, you heard what he said, he likes both of us.  When
he gets down here, do you want to find out?" I asked
uncertainly, not sure Alex was really willing to go through
with something like this.
     Alex nodded and leaned over to kiss me.  He looked like a
little kid about to open a big birthday present.  We sat back
on the couch and waited.  A few moments later we heard Scott's
soft footfalls on the stairs and he poked his head into the
room and looked over to us.
     I waved him over, smiling, and said "Glad you made it
back."
     He walked over and was about to sit in the recliner again
when Alex said "No, sit over here between us, Scott, so we can
talk."
     Scott looked at me uncertainly, but took back his seat
between us.
     "We have done some talking while you were gone," Alex
said.
     I broke in, "We both like you too Scott."
     Scott blushed and turned to stare at Alex then looked
back at me.  "I wish we had known how each other felt sooner.  
We have wasted a lot of time hiding." he said.
     Alex and I both reached for Scott at the same time.  I
took one of his hands in mine and Alex laid his hand on the top
part of Scott's thigh.  Scott started, he grasped my hand
firmly the relaxed and smiled.
     "Are you guys sure about this?" he asked.
     We both nodded, and said "Yes!" loudly.
     I brought his hand to my face and kissed his palm before
pressing it into my chest.  Alex reached up and began to
unbutton Scott's shirt, gently caressing his chest as it became
exposed.  Scott leaned back and brought his hand up under my
Polo and teased the sparse hair on my stomach with his
fingertips.  When Alex finished unbuttoning his shirt Scott
pulled his hand back long enough for Alex and I to draw his
shirt down his shoulders and off.  We removed our own shirts
and they joined Scott's in pile on the floor beside the couch.
     I let my hand graze the front on the of his tan chinos,
noticing the nice sized bulge that rose up to meet my hand.  I
studied his now exposed chest, and admired the fine muscle
definition, he had more muscle than either Alex or me.  I could
tell that the weights and bench in the other corner of the room
were actually used and not just for show.  Alex seemed equally
interested in Scott's chest and leaned down to lick a trail
between his pecs and up towards his chin.  Moving his mouth up
he kissed Scott full on the lips, and opened his mouth to him.  
I felt a slight twinge of jealousy as I watched my lover kiss
another man, but watching two such beautiful guys kiss soon
burned away the jealousy in my mind.  I began kissing my way
across Scott's chest, taking his left nipple into my mouth and
biting on it softly.  He moaned through the kiss and his chest
rose up to press into my face.  I pulled back to look at his
chest again and Alex pulled away from his lips as well.  His
left nipple looked red and swollen, glistening with my spit in
the dim light.
     Alex noticed that his right nipple was untouched and he
set about trying to make it match the left.  I took the chance
to find out how Scott's kissing compared to Alex's.  Unlike
Alex, it took Scott no time to get into the kiss, he
immediately opened his mouth and began searching for my tongue. 
Reaching out with my tongue I gently swirled it around the tip
of his, and sucked his tongue farther into my mouth.  Looking
down and seeing Alex's mouth glued to Scott's chest made my
growing erection harder than ever.  I felt like it was going to
burst out of my jeans.  I kept kissing Scott for a moment
longer before reaching down to lift Alex's face to kiss him
just as thoroughly.  Scott slipped down the couch and knelt
between us.  He started unbuttoning Alex's jeans first, pulling
the buttons open and spreading the fly wide open.  He pulled
the jeans down.  Alex helped him by lifting his butt off the
couch.  Leaning back on his knees, Scott drew Alex's pants all
the way off and tossed them aside.  I pulled away from Alex's
lips and knelt beside Scott before Alex's widely spread thighs.
     As one, Scott and I leaned forward and began licking and
biting Alex's inner thighs.  He moaned softly and leaned
farther back into the couch, spreading his legs further and
running his hands through our hair. I kept licking his thigh,
running my tongue under the edge of the leghole of his briefs
while Scott moved up and nibbled on the shaft of Alex's cock
where it was encased in the white fabric.  When Scott reached
the top of the shaft and was wetting the head of his cock
through the material I started doing the same to Alex's balls. 
The pink of his skin began to show through where my spit had
saturated the cloth.  I hooked a finger in the leg band I
pulled it aside so his balls spilled out.  I was rewarded by a
whiff of the scent I associate with Alex.  A soft, warm scent
of soap and clean sweat flooded my nostrils, sending a pulse
from my brain directly to my groin.  Scott pulled back the
waistband of the underwear and engulfed the head of Alex's cock
in his mouth as I took one of his testicles between my lips. 
The sensations must have been too much for him because he let
out a muffled grunt and squirmed in his seat.  Scott retracted
the skin that covered the head of Alex's cock and washed the
dripping precum from the tip with his tongue. I watched him put
tiny kisses over the purple-pink head of the cock as I switched
to the other nut and cleaned it with my tongue.
     Scott pulled me away from Alex's groin and pulled the
briefs all the way off my lover.  He went back to sucking
Alex's cock but he was gently pushed away.   Alex pushed the
coffee table farther away with his foot and joined us on the
floor.  He gestured for us both to stand.   We complied and he
undid our pants.  They soon joined the rapidly growing pile of
clothes off to one side.  He sat back up on the couch and drew
us to stand before him, pulling us by the front of our
underwear.  He massaged our cocks and balls through my briefs
and Scott's boxers.  Finally he leaned close to Scott's crotch
and drew down his boxers.  I had seen Scott nude in the showers
before, but I was surprised by the size of his hard cock.  Like
me he was circumcised, and his dick was almost as large as
mine.  It was as long as mine, almost eight inches, but it was
not as thick.   Alex leaned forward and kissed the head of
Scott's cock and took it into his mouth for just a moment. 
When he pulled away, Scott's cock bobbed in the hair slightly,
shiny and curving slightly up towards his belly.
     Alex turned towards me and slowly drew my briefs down
over my hips and down my thighs until they dropped to the
floor. I stepped out of them as Alex took the head and first
few inches of my cock into his mouth.  I felt my knees buckle
as the warm of his mouth sent waves of pleasure coursing
through my body.  Looking down and seeing Alex's sweet face and
full red lips moving up and down my cock turned me on almost as
much as the lavish attention of his tongue.   He slid as much
of my cock into his mouth while running his hand up and down
the shaft of Scott's cock.  When the head of my cock nudged the
soft heat of the back of his throat I grasped his head in my
hand.   Moving slowly but firmly feeding him a little more of
my cock at a time.  His face flushed with effort and he pushed
forward, taking more of my cock.  With a final thrust of my
hips his lips were wrapped around the base of my cock and his
nose was pushing into my pubes.  Alex's throat spasmed as he
struggled to get used to my cock filling his throats.   The
sensations produced by his swallowing sent made my cock twitch,
sending precum out to coat his throat and make the path
slipperier.  
     Scott dropped to his knees and took Alex's smaller cock
into his mouth.  With what looked like no effort, he buried his
nose in Alex's groin.  My lover pulled back, removing my cock
from his mouth entirely, and gasped.
     "Yeah Scott," he groaned, "suck my cock."
     When Scott started moving up and down the shaft of his
cock Alex went back to sucking on mine.  His throat had become
accustomed to my length and thickness and he immediately pulled
me by the hips all the way into his mouth.    Bobbing up and
down, Alex alternated between sucking wetly on my cock and
swirling his tongue around the head, teasing me and making me
thrust harder and harder into his mouth.  Alex's whole body was
taking on a flush.  Between his effort to service my cock and
the pleasure Scott was giving him I must have been about to
explode.  He pulled off my cock once again.
     "Hold up a second Scott, I don't want to cum yet." he
begged.  
     Scott suggested, "Lets all get down on the floor."  
     Alex and I moved the coffee table to the far side of the
room while Scott spread the blanket that had been draped over
the back of the couch on the floor.  I looked at Alex and
angled my head towards Scott.  He grinned and nodded.
     "Why don't you lie down in the middle Scott," I
suggested.  
     "Okay!" he exclaimed, moving to the floor and onto his
back.
     I stretched out beside him on my side and Alex walked
over to the entertainment center.  We watched him look through
the stack of CDs beside the stereo and select one.  He put it
in the caddy and pressed play, after the hum of the CD drawer
closing we heard the soft opening bars of Counting Crows
"August and Everything After" album.  Scott and I looked at
each other and smiled as Alex rejoined us on the floor on
Scott's other side.
     "It's your turn to lay back and let us do some work
Scott." I said.  
     He reclined on the floor with his arms behind his head
and closed his eyes.  Laying on our sides, Alex and I each
kissed him, gently caressing his cheeks with our lips.  Trying
to move in stereo we nibbled briefly on his ear lobes and moved
down his neck.  The slight salty taste of his flesh combined
with he hot scent of sex in the air had an intoxicating effect
on me.  I felt my head grow light and without thinking clearly
I began licking and sucking on a single spot on Scott's neck,
not caring if it left a mark or not.  Seeing me working so
fervently on Scott's neck, gave Alex the same idea, he picked a
spot on the other side that would mirror my own branding. 
Scott squirmed and panted under the ministrations of our
mouths.  When we finally pulled out mouths away I saw we had
left matching marks on his neck and knew that Scott would
remember this for a long time, at least when he saw his
reflection.
     Leaving his neck, Alex and I covered his chest with small
bites and kisses, moving together to his armpits we nibbled on
his hair and ran our hands down the sensitive soft skin on the
side of his chest.   Scott moaned and a light sheen of sweat
covered his body.  His frustration from our ignoring his cock
was clear, he was thrusting his hips into the air, turning from
side to side trying to brush his cock against one of us. 
Relenting, we each took a hand and wrapped it around his cock. 
There was just room for my hand to wrap around the base of his
cock and Alex's to wrap around the top of his shaft and around
the head of his cock.  
     Scott's bucking stopped as we gently stroked his cock. 
Alex moved farther down his torso and drove his tongue into his
navel, I could see that Scott was torn between the intense 
sensations this was producing and the need to laugh from the
strangeness of the situation.  I leaned over and took the head
of his cock into my mouth, going as far down as Alex's fingers
would allow.  Removing his tongue from Scott's navel, Alex
moved his mouth down to Scott's balls.  He bathed the nuts in
saliva and lipped at the sack, teasing Scott, and driving him
to new heights of passion.   Scott reached down to run his
fingers through my hair as I bobbed up and down on the head of
his cock.  His cock felt like an iron bar covered in warm satin
in my mouth.  Without a foreskin like Alex's, I was able to
concentrate easily on the head, flicking it with my tongue and
driving the tip of my tongue into the opening at the tip.  
     My lover lifted his mouth from Scott's nuts and cleared
his throat.  Scott and I both gave him our full attention.
     Turning red and looking down at the floor, "I want...",
Alex began to say.
     When he didn't continue I touched his arm and asked,
"What buddy?  What do you want?"
     "I want...I want Scott to fuck me," he blurted out,
turning even more red and not meeting my eyes.
     The idea of someone else fucking my lover, something I
had not even done myself, made me wonder if this was something
to be jealous about.  Jealousy does not come naturally to me. 
I quickly decided that if that was what my lover and best
friend wanted, then  I would help him get his wish.
     I lifted his chin so I could see his face and smiled
reassuringly at him.  "If that's what you want Alex, that's
what you should get... if its okay with Scott, of course."  We
both turned to look at Scott.
     Scott closed his eyes for a second and I thought he was
going to cry again.  He opened them, his blue eyes crystal
clear and glistening with unshed tears, and nodded, biting his
lower lip to hold back his emotions.
     "Do you have anything slippery?" I asked Scott.  I wanted
this to be as pleasurable a first time for Alex as possible. 
It was the least I could do after he made my first penetration
so wonderful.
     "Yeah, I'm sure I can find something," Scott said, leaping
to his feet.  "I'll be right back."
     Alex and I stared at his retreating back side as he
turned the corner and headed up the stairs.  I smiled at his
eagerness as we heard his footsteps running over our heads on
the floor above.
     "Are you sure this is what you want?" I asked Alex.
     "Yeah, I'm positive," he replied, "if I can handle him
maybe I can try letting you fuck me.  That's what I really
want."
     I pulled him into my arms and kissed him gently.  "That's
what I want too," I whispered into his ear.
     We laid back down and I continued to hold him, he rested
his head on my chest and drew little circles on my stomach with
his finger.  I stroked his hair, smoothing it back off his
forehead where it kept falling.  The tenderness I felt for him
filled my heart, creating a pleasant ache that made me vow to
myself to protect him from all harm.  Alex can take care of
himself, but his openness and willingness to love people opens
him up to more pain than he should have to deal with.  I was
glad he had picked Scott to be the first person to enter him. 
I suspected, and now know, that Scott understood Alex in a very
deep way and that Scott had some of the same feelings of
protectiveness for Alex mingling with his love for our friend
as I do.
     I don't know how long Scott had been standing there,
watching me caress and hold my lover.  I heard him shuffle his
feet and when I looked up at him he was smiling peacefully,
looking down on us.
     "God, you guys are so beautiful," he said softly.  "I
don't know how to tell you this...I love you both so much.  I
hope that what we are doing isn't going to mess up our
friendship."
     Alex exchanged a glance with me and when I nodded he
spoke for both of us.  "We love you too Scott and we want to
share this with you.  If we didn't love you we would not be
here doing this.  And if I didn't love you, there is no way I
would ask you to fuck me," Alex explained.
     A look of relief washed over Scott's features.  "That
makes me feel so good.  I know you belong to each other, but I
want to share everything with you that I can."
     Alex patted the blanket and Scott settled down with us,
handing me the small tube of KY jelly he had found upstairs.
     I motioned for Alex to turn onto his stomach before me. 
Lifting gently on his hips he positioned himself on his knees
in front of me.  He spread his knees apart, giving me access to
his smooth ass.  
     "Move over here so I can suck on you Scott." Alex said
hoarsely.  
     Scott slid over so his groin was below Alex's mouth. 
Before Alex could take his cock in his mouth Scott drew his
face up and kissed him deeply.  I could see their tongues
battling between their lips.  It was an aggressive kiss.  Their
mouths were warring for supremacy until I saw Alex relax and
let Scott take control.  The look on Scott's face as they
kissed will never leave my memory.  It looked as though Scott
was drinking my lover's soul, savoring it and delighting in its
complexity.  It was not a matter of taking, but a willful
giving on the part of Alex.  My best friend does not know how
to love incrementally.
     When they broke off the kiss and Alex took Scott's cock
into his mouth, I lowered my face to his ass.  I massaged the
cheeks of his ass with my palms, pulling them apart and pushing
them together.  Pulling them apart one last time, I began
licking the top of the crevasse getting it wet with my tongue. 
I moved lower, trying to generate as much saliva as possible to
get him wet.  I mixed my licking with little bites, grazing my
upper teeth against his skin sending little shivers up his
spine.  When I reached his hole I made my tongue soft and
pliant and I ran it around and over his anus.  His hole flexed
and relaxed, accepting my tongue and my kiss.  When I had his
opening coated with spit I made my tongue hard and started
driving it into him.  He did not fight me as I probed into him. 
His spit slicked hole let my tongue in and I moved it around
and around, trying to get him as loose as possible.  When at
last I met no resistance and could move my tongue freely around
in his hole, I leaned back, sitting up on my knees.  
     I reached for the tube of lubrication and applied it
liberally to my index finger.  Placing the tip of my finger at
the entrance to his ass I let it rest in place, giving him time
to become accustomed to the feeling.   Alex relaxed and pushed
back a  little at my finger.  I applied a small amount of
pressure and my finger sank easily into his butt up to the
second knuckle.  I looked up to see Alex bobbing up and down on
the long slender shaft of Scott's cock as I let him get used to
my probing.  As I watched Alex switched to Scott's balls,
nuzzling and licking them, swirling his tongue under and around
them.  Scott's cock was standing up hard and red.  I wondered
if he would be able to hold off his orgasm long enough to fuck
Alex.
     Feeling the pressure of time, I pushed the finger the
rest of the way in.  When there was no negative reaction from
Alex I pulled it mostly out and pushed it back.  I increased
the speed of my finger thrusts and moved it from side to side
as well as in and out.  Without stopping I added a little of
the jelly to the opening of his ass and my finger slid even
easier.  I added my middle finger and tried to get both fingers
inside him.  There was a little resistance to this thicker
probe, but it only lasted a few moment and he was soon pushing
back against my hand.  Looking forward, I saw that Alex had
abandoned Scott's cock in favor of his lips.  When I could move
both fingers in Alex's ass I added a third.  At that point
there was almost no resistance.  My lover had relaxed
completely.  I moved my fingers in and out a few times and
pulled them out.  I gave Alex a playful slap on his butt.
     "Are you guys ready for this?" I asked.  They looked at
each other exchanging some kind of silent communication.  I
swear that Alex is psychic sometimes, especially when he is
kissing or having sex.  
     When they finished staring into each other's eyes, Alex
spoke for them both, saying "We're ready."
     I was worried about how do to this to maximize the
pleasure for Alex so I asked, "What position do you want to
use?"
     "I was thinking I could sit on it, that way I can control
it and do it at my own speed," he answered without stopping to
think.
     "Okay, sounds like it will work." I answered.
     Scott just nodded, willing to do whatever Alex wanted.
     Alex showed Scott where he wanted him to lie and Scott
took his place there on his back.  I handed Alex the tube of
lubricant so he could apply it to Scott himself.  He used the
tip of the tube to put a trail of the jelly along the shaft of
Scott's cock where it lay against his groin.  He used both
hands to smear it around the shaft and up to the tip.  While he
was spreading the stuff around I grabbed my briefs from where
we had discarded them earlier.  I wiped my hands on the cloth,
cleaning the jelly from my fingers.  When Alex had finished
spreading it around Scott's hard dick, I handed him the pair so
he could clean his hands.
     With clean hands, Alex climbed on top of Scott,
straddling his hips on the balls of his feet.  He leaned over
to kiss first Scott, briefly, and then me, lingering on my lips
and showing me orally how much he loves me.  To make this
easier for him I used my hand to guide the head of Scott's cock
to Alex's asshole.  When the tip was seated firmly against him
I released my hold.  
     Quicker than Scott or I expected, Alex pushed down a
little.  He let the head of the dick enter his ass.  Pausing, I
saw a look of fierce concentration take over his features. 
With his eyes closed and his tongue protruding slightly from
his barely parted lips he slid down some more, taking another
inch or so of the slender shaft into his butt.  As close as I
was, touching, maintaining contact, with each of them I felt
the tiny tremors pass through Scott as he fought to hold on as
Alex's tight ass slid inexorably down his shaft.  Alex's cheeks
flushed as he pushed down harder, taking the top half of
Scott's cock into his ass.  I moved my fingertip down to where
the shaft was entering my lover.  I traced the ring made by his
flesh as the hard cock was penetrating him.
     While I touched the spot, Alex lifted up and sat back
down, sliding the same three or four inches in and out of his
ass.  As he grew more comfortable with it, he slid lower a
little at a time.  After a few minutes of these small strokes
he sat all the way down.  Scott visibly trembled as his cock
was finally buried completely inside Alex.  Sitting astride
Scott's hips, Alex started stroking his half hard cock.  It
quickly regained its size and hardness as he moved the foreskin
back and forth over the damp pink head.  While he was working
on his cock I laid back down on my side, this time with my head
near Alex's groin and my own crotch very near to Scott's head.
     While I was staring at the delicious looking shiny cap of
Alex's cock disappearing and reappearing from under a fold of
skin, I felt something warm on my cock.  My dick was still
almost as hard as it had been when I had been working on Alex's
ass to prepare it for Scott's cock.  I looked to to see that
Scott had turned his head sideways so he could pull the head of
my cock into his mouth.  I moved my hips closer to his head,
giving him easier access to my shaft and balls.  Scott stopped
licking and began to really suck on my cock and Alex began
moving up and down the shaft of Scott's cock at the same time. 
I leaned forward and removed Alex's hand from his cock.  I
replaced his hand with my mouth and I started sucking on the
mushroom cap in time to his fucking.  
     With all our cocks buried in a mouth or an ass the room
grew quiet.  The only sounds were Alex's heavy breathing and
occasional groans or grunts that escaped my lips or Scott's
from around the cocks we were sucking.   The tangy salty taste
of Alex's cock made my dick harder and I began thrusting it
into Scott's mouth, being careful not to choke him on my thick
shaft.  Sucking on all of Alex's cock, I raised my head up
until just the tip was between my lips, and dropped down until
my nose was buried in his pubes and his balls were pressing
into my chin.  When I brought my mouth up to the tip of his
cock I licked off the accumulating precum that seemed to be
pouring out of his cock as his ass was  stimulated by the
probing of Scott's hard shaft.  
     I reached behind Alex and again felt his hole.  I was
fascinated by its tight slipperiness as he rode the shaft up
and down.  Scott's mouth and tongue were driving me wild, I
thrust harder into his mouth, vaguely surprised when he opened
his throat and I slid in all the way.  I felt my nuts pull up
against my body as the head of my cock scraped across the
smooth skin at the back of Scott's throat.  With my hand I
quickly checked his balls between his legs, and feeling them
drawn up tight against him I knew that he was equally close to
shooting into Alex's butt.  I increased my sucking of Alex's
cock.  He grasped my head in his hands and began moving me up
and down on the shaft of his cock in time to his fucking.  His
panting increased and I knew he was going to shoot his load.  I
focused my attention on the head of his dick when he lifted me
up far enough to have it in reach.  His cock kept stabbing into
my throat and I swallowed to help it follow its path through
the back of my mouth.
     Within moments I was slowing my strokes into Scott's
mouth to keep myself from coming.  I brought one hand up to
stroke the tight skin of Alex's nuts as they were pulled tight
into his body.  Two strokes of that sensitive skin was enough
to set Alex shooting into my mouth.  I pulled up as he tensed
up so the first shot bounced off the roof of my mouth and onto
my tongue.  I savored the sweet salty blast and swallowed it
down as rope after rope of cum filled my mouth, I barely stayed
ahead of it swallowing it down.  Alex's orgasm set off a chain
reaction.  His ass tensed up around Scott's cock, gripping it
tight.  The extra squeeze put him over the edge and he shot
into Alex's ass.  His bucking hips raised off the blanket and
pushed Alex's cock farther into my mouth.  The flavor and
texture of my lover's dick in my mouth was the last sensation I
could take.  I unloaded myself in Scott's mouth.  After such an
extended period of sucking and fooling around with a couple of
hot guys like these I had built up quite a load.  I pulled off
Alex's cock to watch Scott take my cum in his mouth.  He
couldn't swallow fast enough and my cum started dribbling out
of the corner of his mouth.  When at last my spasms stopped and
my cock was at rest he pulled off my groin.
     Silently he pulled Alex forward and kissed him, they
kissed gently and silently for a while.  When Alex pulled away
he turned to me and kissed me.  I was not prepared for what he
did next.  
     When I opened my mouth to him and he opened his, he
deposited a still warm portion of my cum into my mouth.  I
realized that Scott must have saved some of my load and passed
it onto Alex who was sharing it with me.  Something passed
through me then.  This sharing and growing closer with the two
of them had taken on new meaning.  We were as close as three
people could possibly be.  It was not the sex, it was the fact
that we were together, doing the same thing, and thinking the
same thoughts.  We were loving each other and watching out of
each other.  There was nothing that could harm us because we
were safe in each other's arms.  
     All that flashed through my mind in an instant.  I knew
then that we would be friends forever and there was nothing
that could pull us apart.  One, two, or even all three of us
could get married, we could move away, but we would still be
together.  There are people in your life who you can just sense
are there to stay.  Alex and Scott were two such people in my
life.  Maybe there will be more, but if not, I will be better
off than most people I know because I have the two of them.