Date: Sun, 11 Aug 2013 17:31:06 -0500
From: naked guy <ihateclothes@gmail.com>
Subject: My Twisted Boyfriend PT 19

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My Twisted Boyfriend (sequel to Twisted Next Door Neighbors) PT 19

(Fiction/fantasy, teen/college romance, incest)

- - -

I spent Thanksgiving with Dad and all the girls.  Mom spent the
holiday with her new boyfriend, Charlie.  Dean was invited to a
gathering of Hank's family while Jim and the twins headed off to
Louisiana.  While I missed Dean, it was nice to have some private time
during the drive to Houston.  I left at four in the morning to get
there early.

The weather was much cooler than usual but the leaves in Dad's
neighborhood weren't blown away yet.  The trees in their suburb were
sporting their autumn colors.  The sun was peeking through the clouds
now and then but the forecast called for a sunny day on the local
radio.  I listened to a sports show in the last hour of the trip.
Soon, I drove into his driveway and experienced the last bit of peace
before the next two days were over.  As I got out and grabbed my
backpacks from the back seat, a pretty girl from across the street
waved.  I'd seen her a few times before.  She was around my age.

I had arrived around ten and the house was already buzzing with
activity.  I was greeted with the usual hugs and kisses.  The little
ones were pulling my hands trying to show me all their dolls.  The
other three, Annie, Sarah, and Kelly were all in their teens now and
not so needy.  Still, they were glad to see me.  They laughed heartily
at my twin sisters vying for my attention.  My step mother had been
telling them all week that "bubba" was coming.

After I got away from the greeting party, dad and I spent an hour
chopping wood.  I noticed my dad looked slimmer.

"Dad, you lose some weight?"

"Yeah, I've kind of been on a health kick," he said.

He didn't sound exactly excited about it.  He kept chopping wood but
looked up smiled.

"Yeah.  Dammit...I've got diabetes.  Now Katie is on my ass about my
damn diet all the time."

I was shocked.  I really knew nothing about diabetes and thought only
old people got it.

"Well how did you get it? I asked.

Dad explained that he had type II diabetes and what it all entailed.
I was still stunned at the news.  I felt a little sorry for him
because I knew he loved fatty foods and sweets.  I loved my step mom
Katie for sure, but I knew dad was in for some nagging.

"But today, I am eating whatever I want and however much I want to!"
he said with a laugh.

"I see your neighbor got a bad ass Porsche," I said

"Yeah, they got lots of money to blow over there.  They're nice folks though."

He split another log.

"That girl over there's got it bad for you!"

"Oh yeah?" I said as I set another log up for him.

"She asked me last year if `that guy' was my son.  I told her you
were.  Then around the holidays she asks if you're coming in to town."

"Did you tell her I'm gay?" I asked.

"I don't think that would be nice pop her bubble like that.  She's
bound to eventually talk to your sister (Annie) at some point.  That
girl hails you being gay!"

"I'm not sure why.  I guess it's the `in thing' to have a cool, gay
brother!" I said.

We both laughed.

"Speaking of gay...do you think Sarah may be?  Katie's come across
things or there have been incidents that have us suspecting it." he
said.

"Dad, I have no clue about lesbians.  I have the worse gaydar in the
world anyway according to Dean.  He says I don't even catch on when
guys are cruising or flirting with me."

Dad cracked up having apparently never heard the term "gaydar" before.
 I explained it as well as the meaning of "cruising" as gay lingo to
him as we piled up the chopped wood.

"If she is gay dad, please let her tell you on her own terms.  No one
likes to be busted out."

"Understood!  I'll tell Katie what you said about that part."

"Believe me dad, for whatever reason moms are the first to know," I
stated.  "Remember your mom finding your brother..."

I regretted bringing that up as soon as I said it.  Dad looked really
sad for a minute and then went back to stacking the wood.

We took the ax back into the garage and dusted the bits of wood from
our pants before entering the house.  Dad and I washed our hands at
the kitchen sink and offered to help with the prepping the food.

"Oh that's nice of you two making the effort, but we know y'all are
dyin' to sit in there watching TV on your butt!" Katie said with a
laugh.

"Oh come on now, Dave wanted to roll some dough and I was going to—"

"Out!" she said laughing as she pretended to push dad and me out of the kitchen.

"But since you wanna help we'll let you clean up after dinner!" Annie said.

Dad slapped his forehead.

"Of course!" he said.

He and I walked into the den and turned on the TV.  There were no
games yet on so we found some B-grade action flick instead.  I enjoyed
watching it and making fun of it together.  Dad had his arm on the
back of the couch and now and then put it around my shoulders briefly
when laughing at the movie.  I had to admit, although I wasn't turned
on sexually by him, I enjoyed his physical affection.  I had certain
feelings like that around Jim sometimes.  It was a secure feeling.  I
started thinking about Jim and I felt my dick swelling in my
sweatpants.  I had to casually shift my dick with my hand while dad
lifted his arm to grab the remote to change the channel.

Awesome food smells came from the kitchen and I could hear my toddler
sisters talking up a storm.  I looked back and saw that Katie was
letting them use cookie cutters on some rolled out dough.  It made me
smile.

Part of wished I lived with them all again, but realistically I'd
never have the privacy I needed.  That's the reason I left to begin
with.  My dad and Katie got married when the first three girls were
really small.  They'd always called him "dad" even though they knew he
wasn't their biological dad.  Katie was like a second mom.   She
treated me like her own.  Sometimes she was a little too strict...not as
laid back as my own mom.

Finally, Katie called everyone to the table and we pigged out.  As
always, the food was out of this world.  There was turkey, dressing,
green beans with ham, sweet potatoes, buttered rolls, cranberry sauce,
deviled eggs, etc.  Following all that there were three different pies
to choose from.  After our guts were stuffed and we could hardly move,
dad and I tried to help them clean up but we got pushed out of the
kitchen again.

After we got out of the kitchen dad whispered to me.

"Play dumb and clumsy every time and they'll run you right out!"

We "high-fived" and sniggered.  Dad and I walked to the den and
watched more TV.  I was ready to take a nap when I got attacked by the
twins.  The next thing I knew I was giving them rides on my back
around the house on my hands and knees.  Annie made sure she got
photos of that.  I played with them until they were tired out.

I hung out with Annie next and heard the latest boyfriend stories.
She had to show me their photos on her laptop.  She asked all about
Dean and when he was going to visit again.  Dad called in the nick of
time to let me know the afternoon football game was starting and I was
rescued from teenage girl talk overdose.

Sarah came in and watched the game with dad and me.  Katie enjoyed
football, but used the time to go escape into the novel she was
reading after the twins began their naps.  We got the food out later
and ate all over again but without the mess and chaos of before.  My
sisters came and went throughout the evening.  Even dad fell asleep on
the couch a couple of times.  I really enjoyed the entire day.
Family, food, and good times.

- - -

My birthday was on a weekday.  I planned to celebrate it with Dean on
the weekend, but on my actual birthday mom made a special dinner for
me of broiled pork chops, pinto beans, buttery mashed potatoes, and
friend okra.  She made brownies for dessert.  She'd asked me if I
wanted to eat out or at home—I chose home this time.  She and I ate in
the living room watching TV until she said she was going to bed.

After she went to bed and after Dean got home from work, I invited him
over.  He gave me a long, drawn out, perfect blow job followed by some
quality ass eating and a massage.  After it was all over, I lay like
jelly on the bed.  He moved his dick up to my mouth and jacked a sweet
load of cum into my open mouth.  I didn't swallow it.  I just let it
sit in my mouth until it was dissolved away.

He didn't stay the night.  Instead, he kissed me on the mouth and
said, "We have a good present planned for you on Saturday night,
birthday boy!"

With that said he grabbed his clothes and left naked out of the back
door.  It was dark enough to not be seen by anyone beyond the fence.
I wondered if our new stalker friend was out there in the bushes
watching.

- - -

My dick was half hard all day at work on Saturday.  Dean had said "we"
when speaking about the plans to follow that night.  I didn't know if
he had sex planned with me and Jim or me and the twins.  I felt like a
dog in heat.  I stared at the butts of my co-workers, gawked at the
customers, fantasized about various guys, etc.  I tried hard to
concentrate on fixing cars.

Isaac came in for a few hours to so some office work.  I took my break
inside and chatted with him as I heated up leftovers from home in the
microwave.  He was so-so looking, average build, but I imagined myself
pushed over his desk while he mounted me and talked about the garage
bills and finances.  I was tempted to jack off in the bathroom, but I
wanted save all of my cum for that night.

- - -

Mom had a date with Charlie that night.  I really liked him.  He was
nearly ten years older than mom, had been married before, and had two
grown daughters.  He also worked in the medical field.  Mom had met
him at the hospital where he worked in the lab until he left to go
work in a new hospital that had just opened.  As soon as he moved to
the new hospital, he called her and asked her out.  They'd been dating
ever since.

Charlie was very down to earth.  He didn't know a lot about sports,
but we managed to find plenty of stuff to talk about.  When he talked
to me he made eye contact and I felt he truly was interested in
whatever I rambled on about.  Mom was very happy when he was around.
I was glad she'd found a much better boyfriend than the last sorry
asshole she dated.

He came over and picked her up and took her to Fort Worth to go
Country Music dancing.  He arrived in an old school cowboy hat and
boots but carried it off with class.  Mom really dressed up and wore
some new outfit I'd never seen before.  I didn't want to be rude and
leave before they did, so I stayed home only until his car drove out
of the park.

Just before I ran out the door, I saw Dean had texted me.  He told me
to wear an old jock strap and clothes that I wouldn't need back.  I
went back to my room and found my trusty oldest jock and pulled it on.
 My oldest jeans were on their last leg literally and full of holes...I
pulled them on.  I grabbed a stained white Jockey t-shirt and pulled
it on as I walked out the door.  It was cold out, but I left barefoot.
 I was hard before I stepped out of the door.

Dean's back door was locked, so I walked around the back to go knock
on his window.  I jumped when he surprised me sitting in the dark
smoking a cigarette in a lawn chair by the shed.

"I got something for you in the shed before you go inside.  I set it
up in secret."

I walked to the shed thinking there was a gift in there, but found
Grant naked in there with only the light of a huge flashlight.

"Yo dude, your boyfriend told me to come over and give you my load!"

I'd ask Dean more about that later, but I was on my knees right away.
I began licking Grant's balls and smelled soap in his pubic hair.  I
could smell his deodorant from where I was kneeling.  However, when he
pulled back his chunky foreskin, a different smell blasted my nose.  I
pulled back a little.

"Sorry dude, is it too ripe for you?  He said you wanted it that way."

I put my nose to it and inhaled.  I smelled a mix of dried cum, piss,
cheesiness, and general dick funk.  It was a powerful stink.

"Nah, I'm good dude."

In the scant light, I could see something crusty on it.  I sucked on
his balls some more and let the dirty dick head bounce on my cheek.
The smell was overpowering.

I wasn't sure how to work on his dick so I just took it in at once.
First, I sucked the crud off the head.  The taste was totally
different than the smell.  It was a mix of acrid and salty flavors.
It didn't take me long to clean it off.

After his head was cleaned, I spent time pulling out his foreskin and
tonguing it out.  Ten or fifteen minutes must have passed since I'd
entered the shed.  Eventually, he started fucking my mouth.  He pulled
me to him gently, but pushed his cock all the way in with both hands
on my head.  After that, he kept an iron grip and rapidly humped my
face.  His hands were big and covered my ears.  There was no holding
back when get got ready to shoot his load.  He kept pumping and I had
to swallow constantly to avoid choking.

After he was done, he pulled out and let go of one hand.  The other
hand rubbed his spit-covered, residual cum leaking foreskin all over
my face.  He was basically wiping his dick clean on my face.

"Man dude, he was so right.  You like it dirty and you suck like a
monster.  That was sweet!"

Then he pulled away completely and pulled on some shorts, flip flops,
and a shirt.

"Thanks for texting me and inviting me over!"

I just stood there gawking.  He patted me on the head like a child and
walked on out of the shed.  Dean had watched it all through the gap in
the door.  He pulled me to him and kissed me hard.  His tongue moved
around to catch any remaining jizz from Grant.  He pulled off abruptly
and pulled me by the arm to his door and then we were inside.

After I stepped inside my eyes tried to adjust to the pitch black
living room.  Not even a lamp or TV was on.  Suddenly, I was body
slammed and pushed down onto the couch.  It was the twins!  They
pulled my arms behind me in a quick move that I wasn't expecting.  I
was really good at wrestling in my athletics class back in high
school, but these two had me down fast.

Normally, I'd be able to block them in regular horseplay, but I'd been
taken totally by surprise.  The two of them, getting stronger by the
day, tackled me until I was on my back and pinned down.  Dean sat
right on top of me making it hard to breath.  Before I knew it, they
were grabbing my arms and pulled me upwards and Dean lifted my feet.
I was being carried out of the room!

I felt a small rope being twisted around my wrists tightly.

"What the fuck?" I said.

I was carried to Jim's big bed where the only light was a small candle
on the dresser.  I wasn't mad or upset; the tying up thing seemed fun
and unexpected.  Before I could even say another word, Jeff rammed one
of Jim's dirty work socks on my mouth until my jaw hurt.  I was lying
on my side with my hands tied behind me.

Dean rolled me on my back.  He grabbed my feet and pulled them apart.
Jeff sat on my face hard and squashed my nose.  Suddenly, he farted
big and didn't move or apologize.  With his back to me and his butt on
my face, he motioned for Curt to join him.  Curt sat over me and sat
hard on my stomach.  The two of them started making out while using me
for their pillow.   I tried to protest but with my mouth full of a
nasty sock, I couldn't say a word.

Jeff got up and grabbed a wife beater shirt and rolled it up.  With no
warning, I was blind folded with it.  He had wrapped it around my
head, tied it up, and twisted it around so the knot was in the back.
It was uncomfortable with the knot under my head and the fabric stunk
like someone didn't bathe for a couple of days.

"You ready?" Dean said to one of them.

Suddenly both of the twins started tickling me all over my ribs my
sides.  I was super-sensitive there and my immediate reaction was to
try to push them away.  Dean held firmly to my feet.  My jaw ached
more from the fat sock crammed in my mouth and my arms were cramping
under me...yet, my cock was hard as a rock!

I tried to make a sudden mood and pull a leg free so I could kick
Dean, but he had an iron grip.  I was a strong guy, but no match for
all three of them—especially when I was bound.  Next, I felt my shirt
pulled from the collar until it ripped.  Someone pulled it and ripped
a huge hole from the collar to my sternum.  I felt clothes pin clamped
on each of my tits.  They didn't hurt badly on their own because my
tits were used to being worked over by Dean by then, but someone
started slapping them back and forth and I squirmed.

"Try twisting them!  He likes that." Dean said to either of them.

They twisted the clothes pins hard—much harder than Dean ever had.  My
eyes watered under the tight blindfold and I was breathing hard
through my nose.  One of the clothes pins was twisted so hard it
popped off.  It was immediately clamped back on.

"Here!" Dean said to one of them.

I felt the twins get up off the bed and I was rolled on my side again.
 My feet and knees weren't being held down so I curled up in a fetal
position to relieve pressure from my bound wrists.  As soon as I moved
into that position, one of the twins sat on my legs hard.  Something
poked below my ass and then I heard fabric ripping.  They tore a hole
in the ass section of my pants.  I flinched as something cold was
pressed against my butthole.  It was an ice cube!

I squirmed in protest again but wasn't allowed to move.  I deduced it
was Dean conducting the ice torture.  When my hole started getting
numb, he pulled it away and licked it.  His warm tongue gave me
welcome relief but was soon replaced with the ice cube again.  The act
was repeated until I was getting used to it.  Then that fucker pushed
the cube hard up into my hole and left it there!  It slipped all the
way inside and my hole closed.

One of the twins went to my feet and used more ice cubes there.  At
the same time, a third person began tickling my ribs again.  I don't
recall if I was hard anymore, but they were really working me over.  I
still had clothes pins on my tits.  Someone added two to my ball sac.

I had been there for what felt like more than half an hour.  I kept
waiting for Jim to get home.  I thought surely he'd break up this
"nonsense" (as he would call it).  He was into regular sex instead of
all Dean's kinky shit.  That line of thought was interrupted as I was
pushed on my stomach.  I turned my head to the extreme left so I could
breathe.

I heard a jingling sound and soon realized it was a belt
buckle--especially as soon as the belt popped my ass hard.  It was one
of the twins because Dean had moved to my head and was kissing me on
the back of my neck.  I smelled his fragrant shower gel.  I didn't
know why he bothered to shower before this kind of sex.

"Whap!"

"Whap!"

The belt slaps came harder and I could only bite the sock harder in
response.  I could see Dean being rough with me...we did that often, but
it wasn't in the twins' character to do so.   I'd have to figure that
one out later.

The belt was soon replaced by four hands spanking me all over my ass,
taint, crack, hole--even my balls got slapped.   At the same time I
was being spanked, I was being tickled.  I was hot and irritable by
then.  I was sweating all over by now which added to the misery.
Eventually, I shut down and just took whatever I was getting.  My tits
were twisted again and just lay there with no protest.  I felt a lube
bottle being pressed against my hole and squeezed.  My hole opened
enough for a big squirt of lube to go inside.  I felt a lot of it drip
back out of my ass as one of them shoved three or four fingers inside
and twisted them around.

"It's all clear!" one of the twins remarked.

Someone kept digging around in my ass and it felt good.  I got too
relaxed and jumped when a rough and scratchy rope was tightened around
my ball sack.  My low hangers were pulled backwards until I groaned
really loud.  Then everyone got up and left!

I lay there with my nuts tied up and hurting.  My ass burned from
being spanked.  My jaw hurt, my tits were burning, and my ass was
dripping.  I was tied up and discarded.  My dick remained hard through
all of it.  I don't know how long I lay there but I suddenly heard
them all scrambling to the bedroom.  The clothespins were roughly
pulled off and my balls were set free.  Someone grabbed my hands and I
felt scissors cutting away the rope.  I pulled out the sock from my
mouth and heard the front door open.  Jim was home!

Before I could take off the blindfold, the three of them pushed me on my back.

"Open your mouth babe!" Dean said low and sexy.

I opened my sore jaw and his dick slid in.  I smelled his ass just
over my nose.  He was slowly face-fucking me and sitting on my face.
The twins moved to my dick and balls and were licking all over them.
I heard heavy footsteps.  Dean pulled off my blindfold.

"I got your text.  What's the emergency?"

"What do you mean dad?" Curt asked.

"This message from Dave's phone.  It says `We need you at home right away".

No one stopped what they were doing when he walked in.  Dean kept
riding my mouth.

"Well dad, Dave wanted you to fuck him for his birthday but we told
him you were out with your buddies.   Dave, why didn't you just call
dad up and ask him?"

I tried to protest but Dean pushed his cock harder into my mouth.

"God dammit.  I raced home thinking there was a fire or a car accident!"

He was really steaming.  After I didn't respond and appeared to only
be interested in sucking Dean's cock, Jim began stripping.

"That wasn't cool Dave!  Well, you wanted a fuck; I'll give you a fuck."

Dean suddenly hopped off me and the twins backed away off the bed.
Jim grabbed my legs and pulled me to the edge of the bed in one
movement.  The bedspread came with me.  He swiftly pulled my legs up
in the air.

"Assume the position, boy!"

I pulled my knees to my chest instantly.  He glared angrily at me and
spit down into my hole not knowing it was already lubed up.  He spit
onto his cock and jacked until it was fully hard.  He pushed into me
with one bump.  He seemed surprised that I didn't flinch or yelp.  He
smiled instead.

"No resistance down there anymore." he said with a sly chuckle.

In response I put my hands behind my head like I was ready to lay back
and chill.  He raised one eyebrow at my display of confidence.  He
began to fuck me slowly at first.  Dean had moved back to my mouth and
sat on it expecting a rim job.  The twins stood by the bed jacking
their dicks.

"So this is Dave's birthday sex?" he asked us.

Dean just nodded.

"If I didn't know better I'd say you were behind getting me home!"

Dean didn't answer.  I finally spoke.

"Dean's giving me the gift of being a cum dump."

Jim shrugged and laughed.  His fucking became faster and harder.

"So why aren't you guys giving him your loads?" he told them.

"Yes, sir." Curt said.

Dean moved away from my face.  Curt got on his hands and knees and
straddled my face.  While his dad rammed my butt, he started face
fucking me with no abandon.  He held onto my head while I held onto
his perfect, smooth cheeks.  No one touched my dick.  It was totally
ignored.  Jeff and Dean were stroking each other's cocks they watched
their dad and brother using me.

Fifteen minutes later, Curt's legs tightened and he pulled out of my
mouth and began jacking his load all over my face and into my open
mouth.  He moved up and used his ass to rub and smear the come all
over face.  I sniffed and inadvertently sucked come into my nostril.
I could smell nothing but fresh sperm.  I was in heaven.

Jim flipped me over and told me to sit doggy style. I got on my hands
and knees and waited to be mounted.

"Damn kid, your ass has welts all over it!"

"He asked for a birthday spanking." Dean said casually.

"You guys are a mess!" Jim answered tiredly.

He pulled my ass to his dick and forced it in.  Taking it doggy style
allowed me to receive the kind of pressure in my ass that I loved.  It
felt especially good when I tried to sit up straight and my ass
tightened even more around his pole.  Jim held onto my waist as I got
plowed.

Jeff moved on the bed and pulled my head down to meet his dick.  I
still wondered why he and Curt were being so aggressive.  He made me
suck on his ball sac for a while before shoving his dick inside my
lips.  He didn't take nearly as long as Curt to spill his seed.
Within five minutes, he was spurting jizz down my throat.  However, he
didn't pull out afterwards.  I figured he just wanted to be milked
dry, so I kept sucking.

His dick went half limp and then he gripped my head.  I felt a warm
gush of liquid hitting the back of my throat.  I swallowed to keep
from choking—he was pissing!  It was something I always wanted to do
but chickened out when Dean offered.  I'd tasted droplets of Dean's
after he pissed during a sex break in the past, but I'd never received
more than a trickle.  I knew that the twins showered together a lot
and had piss fights in there—I had busted them at it before.  I had
suspected they did more than that but had never seen it.  I swallowed
and swallowed and felt like he'd emptied a gallon inside me.

Abruptly, he pulled off and I burped.  Jim had no clue what I'd just
done for Jeff.  I saw Jeff give Dean a "thumbs up" gesture.

Dean was next.  He lay on the bed under me and pulled up his legs.  I
thought he wanted me to fuck him while Jim fucked me, but I was wrong.

"Eat me!"

I buried my face in his damp crack and licked away.  I licked all the
sweat out and then I began sucking on his hole.  Between sucking hard
and drilling it with my tongue, I was able to get his ass lips to
swell into my mouth.  His pucker was so juicy and soft.  His ass lips
had changed after we'd started using the huge rubber dildo.  I rubbed
my nose against the hairs surrounding his ass ring.  Even his air hair
had gotten thicker since we'd met.  I loved the contrast between it
and the smooth pucker in the middle.  I got him loose enough to be
fucked, but he lifted up and rammed his nut sack in my mouth.  I
lightly chewed on them and he moaned and groaned.  When I was in a
ball sucking groove, he pulled away and grabbed my head.

His dick was longer than either brother and when he pushed all the way
in I could barely breathe.  He didn't care.  He gave me a solid skull
fuck as if I was some lifeless blow up doll.  When he started shooting
his load, he pulled out to give me a good facial.  My eyes burned as
his cum squirted right into them.  I just blinked it away.  The rest
was all over my chin and cheek.

"You ready dad?" Dean said in a raspy, sexy voice.

"Yeah, buddy, I'm about to blow!"

With that said, Jim collapsed on me pushing me flat onto the bed.  His
heavy weight bore down on me as he started pumping me harder and
harder.  My ass was starting to get sore.  He pulled my head sideways
and be began kissing.  He moaned loudly and bucked against my butt
cheeks as he deposited his sperm into my bowels.  I humped the
bedspread and the hard pressure in my ass and the friction of the
fabric on the bed caused me to involuntary ejaculate without touching
myself.  Jim moaned and growled.

"Uhhhh, oh fuck...ahhhhhhhhhhh.  Oh god."

At that point he was squashing me and I couldn't breathe for sure.

"Please move up some," I begged.

He rolled over let out a long sigh.

"You got the best ass, kid!"

I saw a slightly jealous look on Dean's face.  I remained on my
stomach and looked directly at Dean.  I patted next to me.

"Come here.  Lay where your dad was.

I wanted Dean on top of me with his dick in my butt.  He moved over
and mounted me from behind.  The load of cum in my ass allowed him to
slide right in.

"Hug me tight!"

He wrapped his arms and legs around me.  The twins had disappeared at
some point and the candle was starting to burn out.  The room became
totally dark and smoke from the wick spread into the air.  Dean humped
me for a while until he shot his second load of the evening.  Jim was
lying next to us falling asleep.  He looked really tired.

Dean moved down and sucked his and Jim's cum from my swollen hole.
Right then I wondered how there could be anything better than sex with
these two hot men.

- - -

I woke up spooning Dean from behind with Jim spooning me.  The feeling
of being wedged in between them was incredible.  I lay there and
fantasized about the three of us living together as a trio.  I
wondered if that could ever work.  I was in love with Dean; there was
no doubt about that.  Yet, I couldn't deny having feelings for Jim
either.  We'd been in this scenario several times now (hot threesome
sex).  Waking up between them after a night of awesome sex felt so
natural.  I wanted to make love to both of them as I sat there getting
hard.

Dean could sleep though a storm.  Jim I wasn't sure about after having
busted him for pretending to be sleeping while Dean messed with him a
long ago.  I carefully turned over and was facing Jim.  His thick dark
hair was in disarray.  There were new streaks of gray in his
sideburns.  He had a days worth of stubble.  I reached up and stroked
it with the back of my hand.  He stirred.

His eyes opened just briefly and he smiled.  As he breathed out, I
smelt his "morning breath".  I quietly kissed him.  Kissing Jim
produced a whole different chemistry than with Dean.  Kisses from
either of them were just as intense—but very different.  Our tongues
wrestled as our lips sealed tightly around them.  I reached down and
felt his fat cock.  It was fully erect.  I turned back over to face
Dean and wiggled my ass against Jim's dick.  He understood the signal.

He spit quietly into his hand and fingered me.  Right after, he pushed
his dick in and began fucking me as we lay on our sides.  Eventually,
Dean opened his eyes and understood immediately what was going on.

"You horny bastard!" he mumbled.

"Of course I am.  I nobody touched my dick last night!" I whispered.

He slid down under the covers and began sucking me off.  We would have
been in a sixty nine position save his lanky body was longer than mine
and he was sort of curled up.  He was down under the covers with just
his feet sticking out by my head.  His toes were resting against my
face and I feasted on them.  He had perfect toes.  I licked between
them before ramming all five toes in my mouth.

As I sucked on his toes, Jim was building up some good friction in my
ass.  All Dean had to do was squeeze my ball sac and pull on it to
cause a little pain and I was shooting a nice load into his mouth.  He
sucked it dry and kept sucking until Jim started cumming.  Jim moaned
and his leg flopped over my side as he deposited even more cum into
me.

I was in bliss.  I don't know what made me do it but I said it.

"I love you both," I blurted out.

No one really reacted.  They figured I was in a cum and orgasm induced
deliria.

"Why don't you two ever kiss?" I asked.

Dean just shrugged his shoulders.  Jim said nothing.

"I mean Dean...we've sucked Jim's cock several times.  We've all fucked.
 Why don't you two kiss?"

They just sat there.

"Kiss you dad, Dean!"

He looked puzzled.  Jim looked startled.

"Do it!" I said firmly.

Dean rolled over me and pushed the covers away.  Jim was on his back
now.  Dean got on top of him and they looked in each others eyes for a
few seconds before Dean moved down.  When their lips touched, a
dramatic change went over Jim's face.  It was regular French kissing
at first.  Then Jim started to hungrily pull Dean into him and kiss
him passionately.  Jim's hands moved up and down Dean's smooth,
tattooed back.  I stayed hard after my ejaculation and stroked my dick
watching them.

Jim was lost in another world.  Dean's state was hard to translate.
He was into it but seemed scared.  Jim abruptly broke off the make out
session as they rolled onto their sides.  Then he pulled Dean back to
him.  Dean's right cheek lay on Jim's left.  Dean looked at me
questioningly.

"Oh god, son.  The older you get you are a spitting image of your
daddy.  I know he's gone but when we were kissing just now I swear a
part of him was right here in the room with me.  Now you got that
fuckin' tattoo and you remind me of him even more."

Dean started kissing Jim again.  Jim rolled over on his back and let
Dean take the lead.  They got into another round of kissing and both
seemed to be in another world.   I was surprised that Jim let Dean get
on top and take over.  I wondered what it would take to get Jim to let
one of us top him.  I watched as they ground their crotches together
and moaned and groaned.

I thought about Dean recalling to me they way he'd sneaked into Jim's
room when he was passed out drunk and played with Jim's cock and rode
it.  I assumed Dean had sex with Jim because it was his first chance
to feel and suck a grown man's cock and explore his body.  I know
after Jim busted me and Dean in the shower Dean let Jim fuck him a
couple of times.  Apparently, they'd never "made love" when having
sex.

Lost in the recollection and feeling a little left out, I thought
about getting up and going home.  As I slid sideways to get up, a hand
pulled my arm.  It was Dean's arm.  He kept pulling and didn't let go.

"Get over here!" he said.

He moved his head toward me to speak and as he did it, Jim started
kissing his neck.  Dean closed his eyes in pleasure.  Jim sucked on
Dean's Adam's apple and Dean moaned.

"Oh fuck!" Dean mumbled.

As he pulled me over to them, I got on top of Jim with him and the
three of us took turns kissing over and over.  Eventually, Dean and I
rolled over onto our sides—each of us under Jim's left and right arms
with his bushy arm pits against our necks.  I moved to suck on Jim's
right nipple and the hair on his chest tickled my nose.  I inhaled
deeply and sighed.

Dean copied my actions and we were then both sucking on his dad's
tits.  Jim stroked our backs with his huge, rough hands.  We worked
over his nips and pecs until we heard a snore from above.  We both
started laughing.  Jim was asleep again.  We stayed there in Jim's
arms until we all woke again a couple of hours later.

- - -

We all woke up by the sound of the twins talking to us.

"Come on guys, wake up!"

I rolled over and rubbed my eyes.  It was five after twelve.  The sun
was bright outside making the closed curtains look orange.  The twins
stood over us looking impatient.

"Dean you said you drive me and my friends to the movies.  Get up!"

Jim just rolled over and was snoring again.

"Oh fuck, I forgot.  You can't find anyone else to take you?" Dean mumbled.

"Dude come on!"  Curt said.

They were both getting upset.  I remembered them talking about being
taken to the movies to be left to see two shows in a row with a bunch
of school friends.  Dean had promised to drive the twins and they were
getting upset.

"I need to get up anyway.  I'll take them." I said.

"Thanks babe!" Dean said.

I groggily got up and walked to the bathroom.  The twins left the
bedroom and walked back to the living room.  I couldn't find my keys
right away and told Dean through from the bathroom that I was taking
his car.

"Yeah okay!" he said.

I didn't doubt he'd be asleep again before I walked out the door.  I
pulled on my pants and shirt and remembered I came over with no shoes.
 I walked to the living room where they sat looking cute but very
impatient.

"Can I borrow one of you guys' sneakers?"

"Yeah yeah, just hurry dude!" Jeff said.

I went into their room which reeked of cum and body odor and grabbed
some ragged old tennis shoes.  They fit perfectly.  The sheet of their
bed was on the floor and lots of clean clothes were folded and sitting
in piles here and there instead of being hung in the closet or put
into drawers.  Posters of popular skateboarders and cyclists covered
the walls.  A skateboard peeked out from under one of the beds.  "What
a mess!" I thought.

I grabbed Dean's keys from off the TV and we headed out to his car.
The sun was out but it was cold.  I should have taken a coat but
figured I'd warm up in Dean's car.  I started his car and the twins
were putting on seatbelts.  I asked them for directions and Curt
rattled off a long set of streets to follow.

"Never mind bro, just tell me as we go where to turn."

We drove through the older side of town that was still mostly
untouched by the town's growth spurt.  Large, old ranch style homes
with huge acreage passed by.  This was the part of town where the well
to do had moved years ago and to get away from or commute from the
city.  Most all of the trees around were bare now and the fields were
turned to brown.  All the yards of the homes were mostly wooded and
you could see tennis courts or fancy pools through the leafless
branches.

I looked back at the twins in the rear view mirror and wondered what
was going through their minds.  I wondered if they were living a
unique life that was going to allow them to be free sexually in life
with no hang ups about nudity or homosexuality...OR were they going to
end up being fucked up from the incest at home.  At the age that I was
still jacking off alone and discovering masturbation, they had started
jacking off their brother and then had sex together.

Also, I wondered how it affected them never being able to bring
friends home because of the goings on there.  I wondered if they had
kept details about the home life totally secret from their closest
friends.  All of us would be in big ass trouble if anyone ever knew.

They looked like two normal teenage kids, had friends, loved sports,
and were always in a good mood.  I tried to clear my mind and listen
to their instructions for getting me to their friend's house.
Eventually, we drove up to a huge home that was made in an old
fashioned style with big white columns in the front.  As we turned
into their "U" shaped drive, a cute red haired teen guy and pretty
African American girl hopped into the back seat.

The girl look squashed but they all began gabbing.

"Dudes, have some respect for your friend here.  Would you like to
ride up front here?" I said all "grown up like" to the girl.

"Why sure!"

She opened the door in a heartbeat and hopped out.  She opened the
front door and got in smiling kind of goofily at me.  Curt introduced
them as Shelly and Byron.  They introduced me as their neighbor who
was taking them because their brother was "bedridden".  We were parked
in Byron's driveway and Shelly lived across the road according to
Jeff.  I looked over and saw a new modern, fancy home that looked like
it came from California instead of Texas.  It was completely the
opposite of Byron's home with its concrete walls and tons of glass.
There were two expensive Mercedes in the drive way.

"What time is the movie?" I asked.

"In less than an hour!' Jeff said.

I drove fast to get them to the mall on time.  Shelly looked back and
talked to them but looked at me all googled eyed now and then.  She
didn't know I was gay and acted flirty.

I looked in the mirror to the guys in the back seat.  Byron was a cute
ginger.  Jeff was in the middle of the back seat and talked to him non
stop.  I could see an attraction between the two just by their normal
interactions.  I wondered if they were having sex.  My dick got hard.
Luckily, it was tucked way down.  I secretly wished Byron and Jeff
would start making out in the back seat.

Once on the interstate highway, the new Mall was just ahead.  I drove
them up to the main entrance and promised to pick them up when they
called later.  As Curt got out, I spoke to him quickly.

"Don't let her feel left out.  And it wouldn't hurt to open the car
door for her next time!"

He nodded and hopped out the car.  The four of them were met by
another group of five or six teens at the front door.  All were
laughing and having a great time.

I drove back home in weird mood.  Seeing the twins with their pals
made me long for the high school days of going to the movies with
friends and doing more things socially.  All I ever did was hang with
Dean and Miranda.  I made a promise to myself to plan something fun to
do with other friends as I drove on.

To be continued.

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