Each dried cum stained leg disappeared into the jeans. He didn't button the fly, put on a shirt or socks.
Manny tiptoed from the bedroom turning back for a look at the two naked bodies. Lifeless appearing except for their breathing movements and Alan's snoring, they composed a near art scene with the morning light casting oil painting like shadows.
His cock swelled. Smiling with a satisfaction he couldn't define, Manny went into the living room to locate the rest of his clothing. He stuffed his t-shirt in the back of his waistband choosing not to put it on.
His shoes, socks, and underwear were scattered about the room along with Alan and Richard's clothing. There was something poetic about the way the clothing overlapped, much as the way he had awakened that morning.
He absentmindedly slid his hand over his smooth chest and down his stomach where once a line of thick black hair had been.
Manny had been proud of the so called treasure trail in high school. It was a sign of masculinity that he valued while knowing his attraction to men would define him otherwise.
His hand moved further below to intertwine his fingers in the thick curly pubic hair. But it too was gone. The sensation was still startling as his hand slid across the now smooth flesh and then to his erection and smooth testicles hanging below.
"We like you boy" Alan had said as he began the near ceremonial transformation.
It was intimate, sensational, arousing and somehow Manny knew he needed to belong to them.
The kitchen area was small. Two, let alone three people working in the area was difficult. They had all been there the evening before turning free delivery pizza into more then a snack. It was his idea.
As they moved around each other, hands pet, patted and stripped. He was shirtless by the time the pizza was being heated. His lips were kissed and his jeans clad buttocks felt their hands slid inside and squeezed.
Bent over the counter, his jeans were unbuttoned and lowered. The jockey shorts were cut away.
Manny didn't protest. He wanted them to want him.
Richard had held his buttocks apart and began the intrusion. First his finger then his tongue made Manny shiver. These were new sensations each designed to stimulate and dominate him. He needed it.
College had been an experience that changed his life. His roommate masturbated all the time and when he wasn't jacking he stayed naked in their room.
"You got to get used to other guys man or someone will think you're queer" Rommy said practically ordering him to strip too.
Manny stripped and revealed his erection that evening.
"Whoa" Rommy said moving closer and taking the cock in his hand for what resulted in a mutual masturbation session surprising Manny.
"Hey man what we did wasn't uh queer. We're just two horny guys helping each other out" Rommy said.
The two horny guys found other ways to help each other out.
"Don't do that man, unless you want to" Rommy said when Manny bravely knelt one weekend evening. He kissed, licked and sucked his roommates cock, knowing Rommy might kick him out afterwards.
Like most guys his age, Rommy professed an attitude about gays, but in the privacy of their room, he welcomed Manny's blossoming desires.
The kitchen was a mess. Manny moved about the space, scrapping, washing, cleaning while he began to make breakfast.
He had planned to put his shoes on and tip toe from he second floor apartment, walking the distance back to the dormitory, satisfied and hoping he would return another date.
But instead he began to make breakfast for himself and the two who had transformed him the night long.
"Hey I know some guys who'd like to meet you" Rommy said as he wiped his dickhead on Manny's lips. There was still sperm dripping from it having been satisfied by Manny's attentive tongue.
"Met em at the game" Rommy seemed to search for words. He bent over and found Manny's cock.
He was almost a stereotypical jock, intent on his own life, pleasures, values and activities. But Rommy had always returned the favor making Manny groan and moan till his own orgasm sprayed.
"Come on" Rommy said and Manny stood amazed each time to see his macho jock suck his cock. Manny suspected this was not a behavior from Rommy's past but one he had recently learned.
They didn't discuss it.
"We both are going to fuck you" Alan had said in a near whisper in his ear as Richard's tongue probed into him.
Manny muttered "yes sir" and heard Alan's low laugh. "Good boy"
The pizza disappeared as did the drinks Alan made. He gladly kissed Alan to savor the tasted of the toppings and feel the tongue inside his mouth.
Manny had met them at a coffee shop thanks to Rommy and noticed how he seemed to turn into an obvious polite, quiet persona.
"Rommy says you're our type" Alan had said "very true" he added. "Nice hair" he smiled.
Manny put his hand on the buzz cut haircut he had acquired that first week at college. He moved the palm across bristles. It made him smile as each hair tickled his scalp. "Yea feels great" he smiled with a "love the sensation" type of smile.
Alan looked delighted as if he had discovered the secret to unmeasured pleasures yet to be realized.
"Just do what they say and you'll have fun" Rommy said as he left the three. "Good bye Sirs" he said to the two again surprising Manny.
"He's a nice guy. We had fun but..." Richard began.
"But I think you'll be just right" Alan added
Manny didn't answer. He realized he was going to be involved in a three-way, something he had fantasized about but never realized. That night would be different, he knew. And Rommy, despite his bravado, had been in one already.
Both had stripped off their shirts shoes and socks during the pizza dinner. Manny shucked his own as a sign he too was staying ready to enjoy whatever the evening had to offer.
"Want dessert?" Alan asked as he brought his thick meaty cock from his pants.
Manny moved to him, kneeling and ready to savor the natural juices to mix with the toppings and pizza dough he had devoured.
As the licking, kissing and sucking continued, he felt Richard pull his jeans off his legs and the now familiar fingers and tongue working his butthole.
The three-way had begun.
"Woa, take your time boy, we've got all night" Alan said pushing Manny's head back and kissing his saliva wet lips.
"You need a shave" Alan said
As if they had discussed it earlier, Richard and Alan went about moving Manny to the floor, stripping him of the jeans that had remained loosely on his body.
He didn't complain, question or refuse as they spread cream on the line of hair that originated between his pectorals and traveled down to the thick curly forest above and around his very hard cock.
"Just suck" Alan said as he knelt above Manny's head and aiming his own erection back into the boy's lips.
One or both of them continued shaving until Manny felt their hands on his nut sac. He made some guttural sounds, but neither responded, continuing their chores.
"There, now you're our boy" Richard said as he wiped the smooth skin.
Manny still unable to talk due to the thickness that was pushing against the back of his throat, felt Richard's tongue sending new shivers of pleasure as his tongue explored where hair had once been.
He almost exploded as the tongue wrapped around his smooth pubic skin, balls and lifting them to lap at his taint.
Manny was their boy. He wanted what they wanted and would gladly learn what they had to teach.
Richard's cock was thinner but longer then Alan's. Manny lay on the coffee table, his head hanging backwards as Richard slowly moved his cock further and further.
"Open your throat, breathe around it" Alan instructed as his hands played with Manny's nipples, cock, balls and fingering under him.
Manny felt the cock go past his gag point which he consciously fought to relax. He was learning how to deep throat. He knew Rommy would be thrilled when his cock hid totally in the boy's warm mouth and throat.
There was much to learn and these two were intent on teaching it all. Manny relaxed knowing he was going to leave at some point a better cocksucker, a better queer, a better fag, then when he had been.
His legs lifted and Alan's finger became two or three as Manny felt the discomfort of being stretched. He heard "relax" from Alan and Richard as his skin and muscles were being retrained.
The memory parts of his brain would record it all, making it easier and more fun the next time, Manny knew.
"God you're hungry" one of them said.
Manny realized his muscles were responding. The cock was still down his throat and his butt gladly swallowed whatever Alan had inside him now.
"We have our boy" Richard said.
It was Alan's cock; Manny realized when he felt the man's own pubic hair rubbing against his now smooth skin. The cock was deeply imbedded and Alan was moving so his crotch was rubbing over the smooth skin of Manny's balls.
"Gonna cum" Richard announced as he pulled his cock back so sperm could land on Manny's tongue. He liked cum, the taste of it was unique to each person and he savored the differences and the likenesses.
"You ever taste it?" Collin had asked that afternoon after they both masturbated on Manny's bed. Their bare thighs had pressed hard against each other as they lay side by side sharing what they had each enjoyed privately before.
"Yea kind of salty" Manny admitted. He had few secrets from his high school friend.
"Really?" Collin swung his hand over and with an outstretched finger scooped up from the puddle on Manny's stomach. "Mine tastes sweet" he licked his finger.
"Yuk, you're right. You should eat more celery" he advised "Here taste mine"
Manny hesitated but dipped his finger in one of the many puddles of drying sperm on Collins skin.
"You're right, sweet" Manny said then he sat up and bent over to lick the skin he had only touched before.
"Man you're hungry" Collin said watching his friend lick his skin down to the adolescent patch of pubic hair.
"Want more" Manny joked as he enveloped Collin's soft cock.
Collin laughed and pushed him away. "Man don't go queer on me" he said.
Manny smiled "Now you know" and laughed. But to Collin's surprised he wasn't joking. Manny moved his head back. It was his first blowjob.
Actually that was the first one he gave. At his early puberty stage, he rode beside an older stranger who had pulled his vintage black 1958 Cadillac to the side of the road where Manny stood in the hot summer sun shirtless.
His thumb had pointed, begging for escape from the humidity.
"Going my way?" The man had laughed at his own joke. Manny saw the white collar.
"Yes Father" he replied, though not catholic.
"Just Reverend, I'm Episcopalian"
Manny remembered a joke his Uncles had told "Oh Catholic light" he responded making the man laugh again. Their conversation ranged from sports to school and somehow to sex.
Manny was nervous but showed the man his penis. Ten dollars seemed like allot of money, twenty was even better as he lay back feeling the man's hands then his mouth making him erupt unlike the times his own hand had achieved that goal.
There were eggs. Manny whipped them together. Omelets were his specialty at home. The entire family including his usually nasty bossy older brothers devoured them gladly on Sundays.
The Coffee was easy due to the little cups you could put in the coffee maker. He didn't know what Alan and Richard liked; at least not coffee wise but he put the steaming cups on a tray.
"Kneel boy" Alan had led him into the bathroom. His tongue still tasted Richard's sperm. It wasn't sweet but it wasn't bitter either. He wondered what Richard ate to affect the taste.
Apparently his bowels were carried Alan's sperm too as his expression while jamming into Manny revealed pleasure matching Manny's own pain and pleasure he realized at the same time.
Manny muttered "yes sir" he knew that delighted his two hosts, and knelt on the tile floor of the shower stall.
"From this moment on, you're our boy, our property, ours to command, whenever we call you, you will come and service us. Understand boy is that what you want boy?" Alan had become bossy suddenly but in a nice way, his deep voice sweeping across Manny like a welcomed wave.
"Yes Sirs" Manny looked up at the two naked older men who had somehow taken charge of him.
"Really?" Richard asked "This isn't play, we are serious. If you become our kid, your are our property" his expression made things change from the sexual fantasy come true to something more.
Manny's cock, still aroused, got harder.
"Hey kid you're our step brother so it's ok" Carl the oldest had said. Manny saw him standing with his cock in his hand. Ken, the next oldest sat with his hand on his cock.
Manny didn't know what to do. They were indeed his older brothers. His step dad had advised him to do whatever they said. "You're just 13, they're years older. Ask them about that stuff, and they'll tell you. Just do what they say and you and I will be ok" the man had said. "They've been through it".
He had seen Manny trying to hide his erection that appeared in the tented jeans he wore.
"Get over here and we'll show you" he sat on the floor watching the two masturbate until their sperm shot all over his face and shoulders. He learned how to do it then and repeated the action to himself often.
"Yes Sir" Manny said to Richard again. He wasn't the little kid learning how to masturbate anymore but he felt like the boy he was despite his 19 years.
"Good, close your eyes" Alan said and Manny obeyed.
His body shivered feeling the warm liquid land on his cheek. Another landed on his chest. The streams moved over his face, chest, stomach and crotch. The smell of their urine filled his nostrils.
"Turn around" one of them said, he wasn't sure which but he turned and felt the streams resume cascading over his smooth buttocks and splashing against his butthole still slightly open thanks to Alan's cock invasion.
It felt good, all of it.
He stood and felt them washing him head to toe, their soapy hands making him feel even more excited and bringing back memories of being naked while his mother or father, he didn't remember which, washed him. He was indeed a little boy being taken care of once again. It felt good, warm, and secure and his cock bounced.
"He's gonna explode" Richard had said.
"Not yet" Alan said as he turned the water off and reached for towels.
Manny's skin reddened as the two men rubbed hard. As the towels moved across his cock he did almost erupt. But somehow the two men knew when to stop.
"Tongue baths for us both" Alan said pushing Manny ahead of them as they moved to the bedroom.
Perched on his knees, Manny obeyed, licking the feet, legs, balls, cocks, bellies, chests, nipples, neck of them both ending in deep long tongue invading kissed.
"Now you" Manny was literally lifted and thrown back on the bed as the two men ate him. Their attack wasn't so much a tongue bath as it was devouring him. Manny shivered, winced and hardened as their tongues and teeth explored him front and back, every inch of his skin.
His nipples ached from the bites of their teeth; his taint was chewed on, his butthole invaded by fingers, tongues and more fingers. His neck bore marks and his buns too felt little sores from slaps and bites.
He felt like a dinner ham unkilled but eaten never the less.
They took turns shoving their hard cocks into his butt and throat, turning him as if he were on a lazy Susan to trade access.
He tasted the sweat from heir armpits, the precum from their cocks and the salt from their skin as Manny still submissive ate back.
The odor of sweat and cum filled the bedroom, elevating his arousal to heights Manny hadn't realized before. It was locker room, mixed with his own bedroom of years before, the odor of Collin and Rommy, and the bathroom in the park he snuck off too at nights.
"Where are you going?" His stepdad asked
"Library" he responded. Carl snickered. Somehow he knew, Manny thought.
The little building was surrounded by trees. Shadowed figures quietly moved to and from the site without revealing noises as to who they were or what they sought.
He stared ahead of him standing at the urinal until a whisper or hand touched the roundness of his buttocks.
His cock felt warm in the various strangers' hands and mouths. His buttocks were rudely parted from time to time to stab him with flesh.
Sometimes crinkled paper was shoved in his pockets with phone numbers he could hardly read and wouldn't use and at other times the paper was money.
"You ok" The Reverend had asked seemingly really concerned as he handed the twenty dollar bill to Manny. Manny didn't know what to say. He had never felt his body react that way as he left the car and thanked the man for the ride "Thank you father" he said realizing his mistake but didn't correct it.
He wanted that feeling again. "There's always the park" Collin had said laughing. Manny didn't question how his friend knew about it later as he explored what the bathroom at dark offered and he never told his friend he had taken his advice.
When he awoke the next morning, Manny felt warm and comfortable despite the naked man's body that half covered him and the other naked man's body that lay slightly underneath. Eventually he did feel the need to squirm slowly from the sandwich in which he had slept.
He stood at the toilet letting his body drain of the fluids turned into urine. He remembered the sensation of being the target of the two men's urine. "We mark you as our territory" Alan had said.
He felt different, happy, more positive and less ashamed he wanted to have sex with his two step brothers for years. He laughed at himself suddenly remembering that fantasy.
"Boy" Alan said acknowledging Manny's arrival back in the bedroom. He had shucked his jeans; he didn't need them so his naked smooth body presented itself with the tray of his obediently composed breakfast for the two men who now owned him.
And for the first time in his life, Manny belonged.
Richard aroused by Alan's movements looked at the tray Manny had placed on the bed and at the boy.
"Here boy take this" he swung his legs out from the covers, his morning erection pointed at Manny.
The boy knew his owner needed attention and he moved to the bedside kneeling.
"I have to take a piss" Richard announced as his cock disappeared.
Manny learned about one of his new duties as the newly named property of the two men.
His new day began.