A Stepbrothers Desire

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A Stepbrother's Desire - Josh and Tyson 26

Christmas 1

The month of December goes by very fast. It was mostly reports and exams, which went well for both Ty and me. We really hunkered down to get everything done. The parents were pleased with the effort. Student teacher Birch threw me a hand when he handed me a formula after one of my classes. 96+94+90+X / 4 = Grade I want. He told me to decide what I wanted my 1st semester grade to be and solve for X, putting the responsibility in my hands. I liked it. And, seeing it in this view helped me get what I wanted.

One day, not long after the incident with Mark Reston, I dropped by the coach's office after school. I found him there working on football schedules. He isn't often in the office out of season as he teaches physical education and does some coaching for track and field. He dropped into his chair when he saw me.

"Take a seat, Warner. Surprised to see you out here today. ``What's on your mind,son?" he said.

"I think you know, Coach," I said. "How bad is it?" indicating the response he had to give Reston on his involvement with the incident.

"Well, it wasn't an easy place for me to have to go. I had to take his Most Improved Player of the Year plaque back. His dad dropped it off here at the office without a word to me. I have also had to remove him from the roster next year. I tell you, Josh, it only takes about three minutes of bad judgement to create a big mess with you young guys. Three minutes!" he barked.

"I understand. Would it have been better if I didn't come to this team? I mean, it looks like all the drama followed me here. Maybe it would have been better," and he interrupted me.

"Josh, I told you then and I will say it again, I would have loved to have had a whole season with you. You could not have known all this would play out and you certainly didn't go looking for it. Drop that line of thinking right now, you hear me?"

"Yes sir," I replied. He wished me a fun holiday and I did the same to him. He suggested we catch up after the holidays because he wanted to know what my plans were next year. That sounded interesting..

I did some Christmas shopping. My gift for Ty came out incredible. Ginny agreed to wrap my presents because I'm hardly capable of getting a letter into an envelope much less wrapping gifts. I found something for Tristan that will be simply amazing. I got some little things for the "inner-circle" to show our appreciation for being trustworthy and supporting Ty and me behind the scenes.

Tristan and Jack have gotten hot and heavy while Tristan has held out on him a bit. I'm sure they have engaged in some fun but Tristan is maintaining his ground that he's not giving up the booty until Jack calls him "boyfriend." To some that might sound childish or look manipulative but I don't think it is. He is just determined that when he goes all the way, it will be for love. What a romantic! I told him I might need a tissue to wipe my teary eyes and he kicked my leg.

Jack would be gone the first week of Christmas break so he couldn't take part in Debauchery Day. This is something, apparently they started last year, where they concoct some day of activities centered around some booze and whatever happens next. I tried to prepare myself for what these two would come up with but honestly I didn't know what to expect.

Monday morning, the parents were all out to work. Ty and I got up, and even though I wanted to do some morning fucking, he said we would have to hold out. All of our pent up energy might be needed before the day was through. That was exciting to hear, indeed! Ty made us some breakfast, stating we would need some protein and sustenance. Ok, that was funny too. He gathered up the things in a backpack, including the bourbon, and we drove over to Tristan's house. His parents were out of town for two days so we had the whole place to ourselves. We drove over to Tristan's and parked in the drive. HIs house is a sprawling one story place. We entered through a side door leading into the kitchen. There we unpacked the goods and Tristan brought out some goods as well. There was ice and pineapple juice. He had some snacks laid out and he pulled some weenies wrapped in dough out of the oven.

"That smells great," said Ty, reaching out for one.

"Hands off!" said Tristan, brushing his hand away. "Josh, get that ice bucket out of the fridge. We need to get some drinks poured!" he announced. I was taking a look around his house. I really hadn't been here before. His parents had remodeled the place a few years before. The kitchen opened to a large family room with a huge TV mounted to the wall. There was a long hall that led from the kitchen to the front door. I didn't know what was up there. I wandered up the hall and found a long hall to the left I figured went to bedrooms. I walked down and was greeted by a smell not unfamiliar - cologne! I knew I had found Tristan's room. There was one room that only had clothes lined up neatly on rails. The other was a guest room and the room I entered was obviously Tristan's. It was neat and orderly, cream walls, thick white comforter on a double bed, with a desk and a tv mounted on the wall. That was nice! I strolled around looking at his things. He had little pieces of jewelry on the desk with the laptop. He had a couple of paintings, I mean real paintings on the wall over his bed.

"What are you doing in here?" came a voice from behind me.

"Looking at your stuff," I said. "It's nice in here. Not much different than I would have expected," I said, turning and looking at him. He walked past me and stretched out on his bed. He patted the bed next to him and invited me to join him. I did and I noticed his eyes dance like they do when he's excited. This might be a new thing to have a guy stretched out on HIS bed.

"Tristan, what was it like when you told your parents? You never talk about them," I said.

"My dad's best friend in college was gay so he said he didn't care. My mom wanted a daughter and said that a gay son was just as well. She didn't think there would be any girl good enough for her boy anyway," he said with a laugh. I laughed with him. "They like to travel and do things sometimes they take me with them other times they give me a choice. When we go to Atlanta next week, I have to go. That's my Gramma," he said.

Ty came in and stretched out beside me on the bed. "I figured y'all would be piled up in here," he said.

"I was checking out his room then I asked what it was like when he came out," I replied.

"His parents were very cool, just like mine," Ty said. "Drinks are ready, let's go back to the kitchen," he said, flicking his eyebrows. Passing by the room with the clothes, Tristan told me that was his dressing room. He kept fall and winter on one side and spring and summer on the other. Things he outgrew or didn't suit his style anymore he sold online. These guys are so organized. Always finding a way to get some money!

"So, how's Jack?" I asked.

"He's good. I just got off the phone with him before y'all got here. They were going down to the train to ride up to Georgetown to go shopping. I will warn you Josh that he and Jason had a "heated" conversation and I think Jason is putting things together. Jack and I hanging out so much has been "noticed by Jason. He asked Jack what he's up to," he said looking at me with concern in his eyes.

"Do you think he's suspicious?" I asked.

"I think he is. Jack is unsure, except someone saw us together in midtown but I don't know who it was. I mean, we act like friends in public, we haven't gotten into any public displays of affection. But you know, Jason knows me and probably has his "feelings" about me, you know."

"Tristan, I hope Jack won't let his friends de-influence him from going out with you. That would be terrible!" said Ty.

"I know," said Tristan, handing Ty the pineapple juice to pour into the glasses. We each took a glass. Tristan held his glass up and Ty and I did likewise.

"So the purpose of Debauchery day is celebrate all those things those close minded christians at the church down the street hates - debauchery, drunkenness, orgies, witchcraft, and homosexuality! That being said, we are all good friends and whatever happens today, once you take the first sip of your drink, stays here! There is no backlash or rehash! Does everyone agree?" asked Tristan. Ty and I said we did and we took our first sip.

"Mmmm," I hummed. The drink was good.

We talked about some other things going around school and our exam schedules. The thing with Jason and Jack had started to gnaw at me. Jason better not do anything stupid was all I could think. As Ty managed to get us second drinks poured, we started to feel the buzz. I feel like, in my old age, I would be a bourbon drinker. I like the warm feeling that comes over before the buzz. It's different from vodka or rum.

We poured a second drink and Tristan raised his glass again.

"Here's to Jack and the fact he better call me "boyfriend" by New Years!" he announced.

"Here, here!" Ty and I replied together.

By the time we were finishing the second drink and laughing about everything we could remember, Ty started dancing across the floor. He was doing a sexy dance and was about to pull his pants off when Tristan had him stop. He said we were not at that phase of things yet. Then, Tristan led us across the family room to two pots sitting on the fireplace. He said that the first pot contained "activities" and the other pot had the name of the person who would receive or carry out the activity. Once your name had been drawn, you could not go again until everyone had a chance. Also, whatever was drawn had to be carried out. As the "guest of honor," as this was my first time, I was permitted to draw. The first activity I drew was "Porno Karaoke." The name I pulled from the second pot was Ty! Ok this was going to be interesting.

"What the hell is porno karaoke?" I asked, cracking up at the thought.

"You have to act out the scene, dumbnut," Tristan said.

Tristan pushed a porno from his phone to the big screen. The volume would be down and Ty would have to act out the scene, sounds and all. The scene was a big strong daddy and his boy. Ty would be the boy. He hopped up on the hearth of the fireplace and stripped his pants. The daddy and the boy were kissing so Ty acted out the kissing, putting his arms around an imaginary daddy.

"Can I be the daddy?" I shouted. They both laughed.

"Nope," said Tristan. "It's a one man show!"

Ty was getting hard watching the video and pulled his pants off. Then he fondled his erection like the daddy did. Then the daddy started sucking on the boy and Ty started bucking his hips in rhythm. He lifted his balls and felt between his legs like the daddy did. Then the boy got on his knees for the daddy. Ty did the same. Tristan and I were cracking up but we were also cheering him on. Watching Ty give a fake blowjob was hysterical and I, myself, was getting very turned on. The drink was affecting my head and I was almost desperate to throw myself at him.

Then the daddy pulled the boy down to the floor and lifted his legs to fuck him. Ty fell onto the floor and threw his legs back in a position I was all too familiar with. Tristan was watching me to see my reaction. I knew he could see the bulge in my pants. If he reached out and grabbed it, I wouldn' try to stop him. Ty began gyrating against the floor, imitating getting fucked.

"Oh daddy, fuck me!" he shouted. "Keep fucking me daddy! I want your cock in me!" Then he did as the video and acted like the man was on top of him, kissing and fucking. His cock had gotten hard as a rock. You could tell he was really turned on. Tristan had to adjust himself as he was aroused too.

"Damn you look babe!" Tristan shouted to Ty. "Give him some good ass!" he cheered. The daddy in the video was nearing a cumshot and so was I. I wanted to shoot a load all over Ty so badly. My head was swimming. Ty threw his legs up high and almost caused himself a hands free cumshot. His body was shaking as he felt and fingered his ass. The daddy on the video froze up and squenched his face and we could tell he was cumming.

"Flood my ass you daddy stud!" Ty shouted and he pushed a finger deep into his ass. "Oh fuck," he shouted and he grabbed his cock and shot a load all over himself. He lay there panting with his eyes closed. Tristan was silent and I wondered if he had cum in his pants. I almost did and I could not contain myself a minute longer. I jumped from the couch and lunged to the floor and kissed Ty, taking a lick of his cum. He kissed me hard and whispered, "it wasn't the same without you babe.".

"Oh babe, you were fucking amazing. That was hotter than hot!" I told him as his arms reached around me. "Want me to do it for real?" I asked.

"I couldn't go again right now, babe. I'm exhausted," he whispered. "Fuck that was so weird. I have never "self performed" like that before," he said, laughing a little.

Tristan came in from the kitchen and handed Ty a hand towel to clean himself off with. Ty got up and I helped him put his clothes back on. So if this is what we were all in for today, I couldn't wait my turn! We went back to the kitchen and poured a third round. Tristan let us get into the food this time. Getting sick was not part of the game. The little weenie things were so good. We had some chips and salsa to go with them. The bourbon tasted so good with the pineapple.

It was time for the second round, Tristan announced. I went to the pot and pulled out a slip of paper that read "Edged." I pulled the name out praying it would say "Josh" but it read "Tristan."

"Hot damn!" Tristan said. "I was hoping to get that one!" Ty laughed and as Tristan was about to pull off his pants, Ty said, "No, we will take care of that for you," he said. Tristan stood in the family room floor and Ty and I undressed him, using every sexual move we could think of. We rubbed his crotch as we unzipped. We caressed his nipples as we took off his sweater. Ty went down to unzip his jeans. I kissed Tristan. I knew that would turn him on and it did. He was hard by the time his underwear came off. Ty made a point to pull the undies down close so that his cock would get pulled downward and snap back up.

"Oohhh!" said Tristan feeling the energy zap his dick. His cock is smaller at about 5 inches but stands tall when it's hard and it has some width, making it very pronounced. I had waves of memories sweeping over me from the one time he and I got off in the backseat of the car. I was about to try and suck it but was informed that sucking was not part of edging.

"How do you know the rules of edging?" I asked.

"I know! Now get your mouth away from his cock. We are going to edge him until he goes crazy!" Ty said. He led Tristan to a chair in the corner and told him to sit. He ordered him not to lift his hands. Tristan sat on the wooden chair, grabbing the legs on each side and Ty and I reached out for his hard cock. We each took turns giving it a squeeze. Yep, he was hot alright.

Ty went over to his bag and pulled out a bottle of Wet Lube and coated his hand then mine. He ran his hands over Tristan's cock and let it snap back into place. I played with his nipple, then ran my hand across his chest and around his neck. He "ooohed." Then I tickled his earlobe with my tongue and he started flexing his body. Ty's hand was masterful, slow and soft.

"May I?" I asked and Ty stood and traded places with me. I gave his cock a firm grip and while Ty had been soft and gentle, I rubbed and squeezed him hard. Ty started giving him the finger treatment around his pecs, rubbing Tristan's lip and temples.

"Oh fuck,"Tristan whimpered. "I'm getting so close!" and I stopped jacking him. We let him rest for a minute and lose the intensity. Then Ty and I traded places again. Ty started using the soft and sensual jack off touch. I started kissing Tristan, using very wet lips and tongue. He kissed back, sucking in a bit of my spit that left on his lip. The soft whimpering started again and his body tensed. His feet kicked out once or twice as Ty fondled his balls and I pinched his nipple and licked at his ear.

"OOHHH my Gggood!" he stuttered. "Getting close! Oh!" and Ty and I jumped back. Tristan's body was quivering, his eyes were closed and his torso heaved. "Damn this is hot," I said. "I don't want to draw my name for something else. I want this," I pleaded, looking down at Tristan trying to prevent himself from cumming. He had a little sweat on his forehead and his head was thrown back, letting his hair fall over the back of the chair.

"Ty, babe, you need to hold him down. I'm going to drive this home and it's going to be amazing!" I said, taking my place between Tristan's legs. I started the grip and jerk. Down fast and up slow. He shook. I dragged my hand down with a tight grip all the way to his balls which had drawn up tight. I tickled that area right under his balls and knew I was near that place I couldn't resist. Without drawing attention to myself, I gently parted his legs. I propped them onto my shoulders.

"Oh fuck," Tristan said. "Oh fuck," he uttered, almost inaudible. Ty kissed him and oh my God, things went off in my head. I had never seen them do that before and it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Ty's beautiful lips on Tristans, their faces connected. I had high pitch voices going off in my head! Ty was really feeling himself these days. I knew it had to be the first time they had done that. Tristan's legs were shaking on my shoulders. I leaned in forward and got that clean, salty whiff of Tristan's ass just before my tongue lunged into his fleshy crack. I had perfect aim with his legs straddling me. The minute my tongue felt his hole, his legs shot up and with my grip on his cock, he blew his load. I didn't see it because I tongued him all the way through it.

"Oh my Jesus God!" he shouted. "I'm cumming! So hard!" he shouted. Ty was holding his head. His legs kicked, almost kicking me in the head. He was shaking feverishly! I got up to survey the damage and it was a lot. I took my finger and swiped up a glob onto my finger and stuck it in my mouth! Oh shit, he tasted amazing. I was so hard and about to cum.

"Josh, shame on you!" Ty snapped and swayed a bit laughing at me and my desperation. Ty then reached down and smeared his finger in the cum and tasted it. "Oh my God, I never thought I would do that!" he said. I still had the taste of Tristan's cum on my tongue when Tristan spoke. I knew he was delirious and it would have been best if he hadn't said anything. "Fuck," he said, "you know how I love that!" he said to me, grinning wickedly. I froze slightly and so did Ty.

"What do you mean, "you know how I would love that?"" Ty asked. "How would Josh know you "love that"?" he demanded, looking pissed.

"Well, I don't know. I guess I just thought," and Ty interrupted him. "You know because he's done it before, hasn't he?" snapped Ty.

"Ty, listen," I said, trying to get Tristan some cover. He was slipping out of the chair to get the towel and clean himself off. "Ty, no need to get wound up. He was just uttering post cum nonsense. That's all," I said.

"That's bullshit Josh! You've stuck your tongue where it didn't belong. Y'all have been fucking around, haven't you! Probably been at it from the start!" He was yelling. "Fuck this!" he shouted and he went for his jeans and started pulling them on.

"Ty, you're drunk and, well, it's not what you think. You need to calm down," and I reached for his arm and he pulled away.

"Goddamn, where are my shoes?" he barked. He hobbled over to the door and picked them up. "I"m getting the fuck out of here!" he said.

"No you're not!" I said.

"Oh God, Josh. You and Tristan! I can't come back from this, I really can't!" and he looked at me like he was going to cry. "Fuck," I thought.

"Ty, it was a long time ago and it was at a time when you are I, well, we weren't together right then. It was a long time ago," I said, trying to plead with him. He pulled his sweater on and started for the door. I moved in behind him and put my arms around him.

"Please Ty, just calm down," I said, as I pulled him back into the family room. "It's ok, babe. It really isn't what you think. We haven't fucked. Tristan's virginity is still in tack!" and I pulled him to the couch and fell back onto it, with Ty falling into my lap. He tried to pull himself free but my grip, which I thought might break his ribcage, prevented him from getting loose. He shouted and squirmed. He growled and moaned.

"Ty," said Tristan flatly. "It was a long time ago and it was only,"

"I don't want to hear it from you, BITCH!" shouted Ty. The shockwave was so strong and so sudden, Ty had to take a step back. My head almost jerked back. Before I could think, my right hand freed itself and slapped Ty on his right cheek from behind, taking part of his ear with it. It was much harder than I would have liked.

"Owwww!" he screamed, grabbing his cheek with his hand. He looked back at me in terror. My heart was thumping so loud. I didn't know what to do. I spoke in a low growl and said, "Don't you ever talk to him like that again." I did mean that and said it purposefully.

"Let me go," he said, in a very serious quiet tone. I did and he got up. I was ready to pounce in case he did something stupid. He walked over to Tristan who was still so shocked, he took another step back. He dropped his head to not look at Ty, who took both of his hands into his.

"Tristan, I am so sorry. That was the most shameful thing I have ever done, and to you of all people. I am so sorry, babe," he said. Tristan fell forward letting his head fall onto Ty's shoulder.

"You're half my heart, Tri and I will never forgive myself for that. I really am so sorry," and he put his arms around Tristan's head. I sighed with relief. I got up and walked gently over to them, not wanting to disrupt. I put my arms around them both.

"Ty, babe, you know me. You know who we are. You know Tristan and I aren't doing it. We really aren't," I said, kissing his head.

Tristan looked up and into Ty's face. "I blew him and it only lasted fifteen minutes," Ty said. "It really wasn't serious," he said and he kind of smiled knowing I took a ding.

"Fifteen minutes?" asked Ty.

"Well it was more than that," I tried to state clearly but Ty started to laugh.

"He had not a stitch of will power!" Tristan said. "The big jock, so he thought he was! It was over," and he snapped his finger, "just like that!" Ty started laughing harder.

"Josh!" he said looking at me. I would have been so happy at this moment because I knew this Ty. I could almost predict his every move but his cheek was so red that it made me want to slit my wrists and bleed out in the tub. I seriously did. "That must have been a long time ago because you certainly slowed down in your old age!" and he and Tristan cracked up even harder. Oh they fell back on the couch and just howled.

"You can get an insurance quote in fifteen minutes," said Tristan adding to the laughter. They roared again. So I could have been slightly pissed about this but you take what you can get. The tension rapidly dissolved.

"I'm glad you all think it's so funny, especially since we all have secrets!" I said, in a pouting tone. I mean, it wasn't that funny.

"What do you mean?" asked Tristan.

"Well, Ty here had some experience with Jordan Rose's "big hardon" and he won't tell what that was all about, will you Ty?" I said sarcastically.

"Ty!" shouted Tristan. "What the fuck did you do with Jordan? You didn't tell me about that!"

"Well, I promised I wouldn't, didn't I? Thanks a lot Josh! Waytogo," he slurred.

"You need to tell me about this," said Tristan. Tristan came over and stood by me. "I mean, keeping a secret like that from your best friend!"

"Exactly," I said. Ty looked exasperated at us both. "I'll never hear the end of it will I? I'll get you later, Joshua!"

"No backlash, no rehash!" I snapped back.

"It was very innocent just so you both know. When he first got that new Tahoe, we were talking after school and I asked him when he was going to give me a ride home from school. That was before I got my car. He said "today if you want," and I said sure. We walked over to the car and I climbed in. He liked showing off so we drove around town then he pulled over and we started talking. He had something on his mind but he didn't tell me. I now believe that's when the Ricky Rose tragedy occurred. I was feeling brave and told him I could do better than talk. I climbed onto his lap. He asked me what I was doing and told him I wanted to ride the real thing!" Ty rolled his eyes. "Can you believe I would say something so completely stupid!"

"What did he say?" asked Ty, with shock.

"Well he didn't say anything and I started grinding on his crotch. He was wearing those nylon shorts and I could feel his hardon poking up. Oh he was getting into it. Probably suited his ego more than anything but he was hard. Hard as a brick! I eased myself down into the floorboard and I pulled it out from the shorts leg. I just got it in my mouth, when he pushed it back into his shorts and told me no, our friendship was bigger than a headjob and he wouldn't let me do that. I was sooo fucking disappointed but I understood. It was big, and so hard. Umm! We talked some more and he took me home. There! Happy? That was as close as I ever got to it," Ty said.

"That's not what he told me," said Tristan.

"What did you tell you?" I asked.

"I was the best head he had gotten in ages!" and Tristan cried out with a laugh.

"Tristan Lane! Are you kiddin me?" Ty slurred again. He was slurring a lot. "You didn't tell me about that either. How dare you! I thought for sure you would tell me something that important," he said with disappointment.

"I promised him I wouldn't," said Tristan, leaning on one leg.

"Well tell it now," I demanded. "No sense in holding back now!"

"Yeah," said Ty. "Josh is right. You're not gonna hold out on us anymore!" he said pointing to Tristan. Tristan rolled his eyes.

"I got a "ride home" too,"Tristan said, shaking his head sarcastically. "Except he let me go down on it, and I sucked him as best I could. He tasted," and he wiped his lip erotically, "so good. When he came, he let out the sexiest groan I have ever heard," Tristan said. "Honestly, I thought he was going to drown me. Must have been days for the poor guy!" Tristan concluded.

"Oh Mary, I cannot believe what I'm hearing. After all that time I spent fantasizing about him, and you got him. I can't believe it. I can't believe it," he repeated.

"I didn't plan on it," said Tristan. "But I was never as "close" to him as you were back then. God, what a man. If this pussy could've handled it, I might have let him fuck me into the next week!" shouted Tristan. They were both talking loud. I myself was getting turned on again. The thought of Jordan's big black dick plowing Tristan's gorgeous ass was better than any porn scene could've been!

"I don't know what to make of either of you," I said quietly. "I'm glad you two have been samling all the jocks for so long. I guess I was just meant to be another notch for you both," I said, in a pouting voice. "Perhaps I was disappointing since my dick isn't as big as "Jordan's" I said mockingly.

"Oh Josh, please don't feel that way," Ty said, coming over to me.

"Right," said Tristan. "You have never been a notch, to either of us," he said and they both latched to my arm. "You're definitely sexier than a Geico commercial - less than fifteen minutes!" and Ty and Tristan cracked up again. Ty's face was clearing up and I was feeling relieved. You see, in the end, I still had both my guys hanging on to me with all their might. Wink!

"Let's have just another small drink," I said and Tristan barely poured us half glasses. I walked over to the pot. I pulled out a piece of paper that said, "Jerk."

"If the shoe fits," Ty slurred and he and Tristan laughed so hard they had to hold each other up. I raised one eyebrow at how clever they thought they were!

"Then buy it!" said Tristan and they laughed harder. I dropped my pants to see who would laugh then. My hardness sprang out of my underwear. I lunged my hips and made it sway up and down. They got very quiet. Tristan cleared his throat. If it hadn't been for the earlier events, I know he would have dropped to his knees and Ty would have had to fight him off. I know Ty would be quietly drooling as well.

Without saying a word, I walked past them, just stopping to pull my asscheeks apart to flash my sexy firm ass then walked out of the room and down the long hall to Tristan's bedroom. They followed quickly. I climbed onto his bed and stretched out. They fell onto the bed, on each side of me and snuggled close to my naked body. I took Ty's hand and placed it on me, and pulled his face to mine and kissed him. Tristan licked my neck and forced Ty away and kissed me as well. Both their hands took my hardon into theirs and they stroked me. Tristan got out his lube and gave them each a glob. I rolled onto Ty, making a fucking position, his legs stretched upward. Tristan said, "Oh wow, you two look so sexy. You look so hot!" he said. Then I pulled off of Ty and pushed Tristan down on his bed and got on him the same way. His legs wrapped around me with a natural feel. In my head, I was thinking "how hot is this!" Ty repeated what Tristan had said. "Oh my God, Josh, I didn't know that's how you look in that position. Sexy! And Tristan, you are so ready. I can't wait for you to get your chance!" I leaned forward and kissed Tristan with Ty swooping in to get in on it. I rolled on to my back again.

Taking turns kissing each of them, having them lick and suck on my nipples, they stroked an incredible load out of me. It was quiet and intense. Five or six shots fired out. I panted and heaved. My head was reeling. I couldn't say anything. Both Ty and Tristan each took a finger and swiped up a glob of my cum and placed their fingers in their mouth. Then they kissed me, giving me a taste of my own cum..

I told Ty to set the alarm on his phone for 7:30 pm. I leaned back on one of Tristan's pillows and they cuddled up beside me and we all fell dead asleep. It was a magnificent sleep. The best three hours of sleep I have ever had, both my boys wrapped in my arms, where they belonged. The air was cleared and we were unscathed.

I woke just before the alarm. It was dark in the room. I couldn't remember where I was for a moment. There was a small blanket covering us. I climbed out and my mouth tasted weird. Pineapple was all I could think. I went into Tristan's bathroom and put some toothpaste on my finger and swabbed my tongue. That always helps, have you noticed? The two of them crawled out of the bed and came into the bathroom and did the same. We were quiet, naked and hungover.

I went to the family room and got dressed. I went to Ty's backpack and pulled out a small box, neatly wrapped in Christmas paper and set it on the counter. They came stumbling into the kitchen, having pulled their clothes out of the family room as well.

Ty smiled when he saw the box on the counter.

"What's that?" Tristan asked.

"A little something I picked out for you for Christms," and I picked it up and walked it over to him.

"Tristan, aside from meeting the love of my life and moving in with him making this the best year of my life, I also had the chance to meet you and you have been one of the best friends ever and I got you right here," I said pointing to my heart. "I got you and always will," and I started to cry just a bit. Like, what the fuck! Probably the alcohol was making me emotional. He teared up as well. Ty came and put his arm around me to watch Tristan open the package. He opened it slowly, trying to savor the moment. He shed the paper onto the floor and opened the box. He pulled out a black silk one inch choker with a small square silver medallion with little diamonds on the four ends and a little ruby-like gem in the center. The people in the antique store told me it was called a choker because it fit tightly around the neck. He looked shocked and thrilled as he gazed at it, He held it up in the light so he could see it closely. He bit his lip and his eyes started to water again.

"It's beautiful, Josh," he whispered. "It might be the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Where did you get it?" he asked, still glaring at it.

"I found it at an antique store down on University. I knew it was "it" the minute I saw it," I said, proudly. "It was just beautiful like you," I said. His arms wrapped around me so fast I could barely catch my breath. Ty's arms wrapped us and we stayed glued like that for a few moments.

"For someone who always hates a hallmark moment, you sure know how to create one,"Ty said in my ear. Tristan turned around so that Ty could clasp the choker around his neck. It was stunning on him, I had to admit. With his black hair, it made him look so gothic. He ran to the mirror in the powder room and screamed, "AHHH!"

"I love it! I absolutely love it, Josh Warner! You are the best!" he said and he gave me a gentle kiss on my lips.

"Merry Christmas, babe," I said. Ty kissed him next and we said good night. Ty and I would be leaving for Asheville in a couple of days and we would see him on Christmas Eve.

Don't think either of us had any energy when we got home. We sat with the parents for a while and listened to them drone on about an absolutely boring day. I couldn't believe what all had happened at Debauchery Day but we followed through with the promise. No backlash, no rehash!

I eased into Ty's bedroom as he was lying on his bed listening to music on his iPod. He scooted over a bit to let climb in beside him. He pulled the earpiece from his hear.

"Hey Ty, I know we all agreed there is not backlash and what not from today, but that slap was probably the sorriest thing I have ever done and I'm really sorry. I never felt so guilty but I was also so angry. I guess when it comes to you two, I have little self control. I promise I will never that do that, again. Ok? Are you ok?" I asked hoping for a sign from him.

"It's ok sweetie. Thank you for saying that. I was a little out of control. It was a "hot minute." I'm ok and you're still Mr. Wonderful," he said, grinning.

"Will you help me pick out what clothes to take to Asheville tomorrow so I have everything I need?" I asked.

"Oh yes, I will help you pack. We're going to have an amazing three days babe," he said and we kissed for a bit.

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