Justin's lips left mine and moved to my chest. The tip of his tongue touched one nipple sending a shock through me. It was the first time anyone had done that. The tongue traveled across to the other nipple. There it soaked the erect flesh and his teeth took it between them biting gently at first then gradually got harder until the pain was unbearable.
I groaned, pleaded but his mouth ignored me moving back to the first nipple and taking it roughly between his pearly whites, biting hard at first then less hard.
My cock throbbed so hard it hurt. It rubbed against Justin's and he pressed his body against it.
My hands were held by Marc whose hardness I felt behind me. It nestled between my buttocks. I ached for it to go inside me. But it had a mind of its own.
His grip on my wrists was firm. His bare chest rubbed against my back. His lips kissed my neck and then each ear lob. Almost in synch with Justin's tooth attack on my nipples, Marc's savored the flesh of each ear lob, biting then licking each one.
I was trapped. My body had revealed my interest in them as we three held our cocks to compare then began a jacking off session. My eyes betrayed me, more interested in their cocks then my own.
It was Justin who pulled my hand to Marc's cock and my other hand to his. I complied gladly watching their faces react to my thumb rubbing their cockheads, my fist stroking the length of each of their thicknesses.
That's when Marc moved behind me pulling one wrist then reaching for the other. And Justin attacked me revealing his own desire.
When our lips met, there was electricity. His tongue slid across mine and explored. My head got dizzy and slowly I lost thoughts let alone control. I was their naked toy, theirs to manipulate.
Justin bit one last time and moved back to my lips. Marc's hands moved from my wrists to my shoulders. I kept my wrists behind me preferring to feel trapped into what was happening.
I moved under the pressure until my nose was full of the aroma of Justin's crotch. There was only one thing to do and I stuck out my tongue to lick the ball sac that was presented to me. I covered them with my saliva noting how smooth they were.
My mouth moved to the ultimate goal kissing then licking his cock. By the time my tongue arrived at his piss slit, there was liquid awaiting me. It tasted sweet, not unlike my own precum. I savored the taste and enveloped the cockhead with my lips.
I moved down slowly wanting my throat to open up. Already schooled in that talent, I inhaled the cock passed my gag point and heard Justin react in surprise as his cock was totally down my throat.
His pubic hair bone against my nose. I had expressed surprise earlier that his pubic hair was gone and heard an explanation about shaving for the swim team. I wondered the real story.
Marc let me display my desire for awhile then began to move his fingers down my back in between my asscheeks, locating my already dilated butthole. They circled it, teasing me further. I felt my hole open wider as if hungry for what might happen.
I moved my hips to welcome him and then gasped while Justin's cock was still in my throat almost gagging.
The moisture was warm and strange. I felt Marc's hands on my butt cheeks and now his stabbing wet tongue around and in my butthole.
They were turning me into the bitch I had always fantasized about. I thought I knew what would happen. It was just a matter of time.
I pulled back bobbing on Justin's cock wanting it to release the first of what I hoped would be many more streams of sperm on my sensitive tongue and travel down my throat into my man hungry stomach.
Then it pulled out. I didn't know what to do. I looked up to see Marc moving into position replacing Justin. My mouth spilled over saliva as my waiting tongue reached out for him.
He smiled at me, different then I had seen before. His curly pubic hair moved close. His hands held my head guiding me to his cock.
It slid in with more force then Justin's. He wanted to be down my throat as well and I quickly adapted my muscles to receive him. It felt rough against my flesh. I wanted it yet needed to take more time to recover from Justin's departure.
Marc didn't allow for that, beginning to fuck my throat and hold my head still. He wanted no service, only to squirm his flesh in the warmth of my orifice. I lay my tongue against the underside of his flesh as it slid in and out. I tightened my lips with each stroke making him slide in and out faster.
Justin's fingers located my butthole entering and feeling about as if to find something he sought.
His cock soon replaced the fingers and another fantasy was becoming reality as two cocks moved in and out my receptive body holes. I was indeed their bitch now and knew the future would never be the same.
We were classmates, joking about sex, girls, classes and always trying to embarrass each other. We shared video game sessions, trips to the movies, bowling and even so-called dates with girls who limited our interest to hand holding.
Months and years had measured our mental and physical growth. We compared both, listened to each others' parental complaints, shared lies about vacation sex and watch each others bodies change from boys to young men.
We faked blow jobs, jacking each other, butt patting and even wrestled in our revealing Speedos until our tents revealed our desires beyond words.
As I accepted their cocks, I knew they both had remembered my confessions during our stages of drunkenness and being stoned. They said it was ok, probably just fantasies and boy like thoughts.
But now they knew different. I could have pushed them away, laughing and joking. I could have uttered curses and all would have been the same, just three young men looking forward to life, careers, girls, marriages, kids and growing old.
Something inside said to just let whatever was hidden as unacceptable to surface that demanded self revelation and acceptance from both of them.
I hungrily pushed my hips back on Justin's cock. My throat clenched Marc's cock. I gasped and moaned as both cocks left me, only to relish the insertion of both as my two friends changed places.
The cock back in my ass was Marc's and Justin's familiar taste resumed in my open throat. I clenched both holes wanting to hold, keep and milk the cocks I had thought about for years.
I remembered my first orgasm, thoughts of pleasure interrupted by visions of Justin and Marc skinny dipping with me. It made my pleasurable rubbing suddenly evolve in liquid traveling through my body and out my penis. I was surprised, in awe of the sensation and immediately wanted to experience it as many times as my body allowed.
I missed Marc when he removed himself. I kept nursing on Justin look up to see Marc behind him and holding his shoulders.
We fell over on our sides. I realized Marc was inserting himself into Justin. His cock softened in my mouth. I bobbed my head and tightened my lips intent on keeping his cock filled with blood. It worked and he was soon cursing and groaning.
Marc pounded him and I tongued the cock until I felt the moisture of his orgasm flowing into my mouth and out the corners of my lips.
I feared Marc too had exploded in his bowels and I would not get to absorb his sperm. But my fears were allied by the benefits of our youth as Marc moved his still dripping cock into my mouth.
It remained hard and I nurse quickly to get whatever was left of his first explosion. He roughly grabbed my head as before and fucked my throat. It was uncomfortable at first but my thoughts of the cock being inside Justin moments ago enabled me to relax and savor his attack.
Justin too was not finished with the unexpected event of the Saturday morning.
"Hey dude, you ready" Marc's voice awakened him earlier. It was a sunny Saturday. I lay in my bed naked and covered by the sheet.
"Nice tent man" Justin said.
My morning erection had indeed erupted the flat white sheet into a teepee shape, the tip of which showed moisture.
"Shit man, is that damn thing getting bigger?" Marc said as he pulled his own cock out from under his shorts. He stroked it until it was hard.
That was not the first time I had seen his cock hard. We three had seen each other soft and hard over the years of our boyhood. We had compared pubic hair growth. We had jacked off to display our newly discovered pleasures, sometimes racing, sometimes comparing trajectory and distance in adolescent contests.
It was Justin who grabbed my sheet covered boner that morning. "Naw it's the same" he laughed.
There was something nice about having my friend hold my cock. I wasn't sure if it was because he was already half naked or that evidence of his own growth added to the unexpected familiarity.
"Got a ruler?" Marc was looking around. It wasn't the first time we measured ourselves to compare our manhood.
He pulled his shorts off and held the located ruler against his now totally hard cock. Then he handed it to Justin to pull the sheets away to measure mine. His own cock was third.
"Shit still the same" he muttered after removing his shorts too. My two friends were now naked in my bedroom. That too wasn't the first time.
I reached for my phone and touched the screen, and stood to take a photo of the two of them.
"You're gonna pay for that" Justin said.
That's when it all began. They knew we were alone in the house, my father working on Saturdays as usual, my sister away somewhere too and my brother on a team bus to a wrestling meet in another county.
We had planned to get together to see a movie, hang out somewhere and mess around.
Marc and Justin had either planned to do what happened or this just happened, spontaneously revealing each of our desires to take our friendship to a more intimate level.
As I said I had confessed "Guys I think I'm gay" one night revealing that when I jacked off I thought about guys at school. I didn't mention they were some of the guys in my head.
They told me it was ok, just natural and confessed sometimes they thought about Greely, one of the school's football guys or even Morris, my brother a champion wrestler. I didn't reveal I thought about him too, hell he was my brother.
I lay there now, my mouth full of their sperm, my butthole still remembering their cocks. We didn't speak, just caught our breath.
Morris was only two years older. His body was more muscled then mine. He shared a bedroom with me so seeing him naked, hard, soft, whatever was a normal part of my life. I had hid in the closet once long ago watching him masturbate, learning what I needed to.
Morris eventually told me he knew I was watching and taught me about sex. "The talk" as my mother referred to it, asking my Uncle to give it to me in place of my long gone father and her divorced husband. But it was Morris who told me the real story.
I wondered if I should ever give him my hand or even my mouth to thank him for being a good older brother.
Marc moved behind me again. Without a word he moved me to my side and pressed back inside me. I was surprised my hole was still open easily welcoming him inside. I wanted him there.
I reached for Justin's body stroking the skin from his chest down to his shaved pubic areas. His cock felt nice in my hand, half hard though it was. I wanted it hard and played there until he moved t let it be tongued back into my mouth where it eventually hardened.
It was less aggressive but savored this time, each cock demanding what it needed. I greedily tongues, sucked and nursed until Justin gave me another group of streams which I swallowed comparing the taste to earlier reactions.
Marc increased his fucking of my ass as he watched me nurse on Justin and open my throat to swallow him.
As I recovered my ass was pounded harder and harder. I clenched to grab his cock and he went a bit wild pushing me to my face and lying on top of me. His hands held my shoulders and I felt his hip bone slam against my buttocks.
He gasped and cursed. I knew my intestines were being coated with his cum and wished I had nerves there to feel the warmth of the splatter.
Marc rolled off me and lay there catching his breath.
"Shit guys do we keep doing this or go to the movie" I said making them both laugh.
"No one more thing, come on" Justin grabbed my wrist and led me into the bathroom. Marc followed him. He led me into the shower stall and pushed me to my knees. I stuck out my tongue and both cocks half hard now, slapped it and my face.
Then the yellow streams emitted from their slits showering my face, tongue, chest, body. It felt strangely warm and inviting. I gagged but didn't move away. I lifted my arms when Marc told me to, and felt his urine on my armpits.
I turned around and bent forward so both streams flowed over my buttocks and across my totally fucked asshole.
They told me to turn around and I tasted the last drops of their piss.
"Now you're our bitch" Marc said "For the next two years you are our fuckbuddy" Justin added.
"No, he's our bitch, anytime we need it; you give it to us, agreed?" Marc said spitting another short stream of piss across my chin.
"OK bitch it is" Justin said aiming his penis but not pissing as Marc had done "we've marked you as our property, our bitch"
I nodded. After all I had always been their bitch in my head and now in reality until graduation and the future took each of us to whatever path destiny demanded.
My mouth, my ass, my balls, my cock, my body...belonged to them. I knew I would be a good bitchboy to my friends.
The movie was fun, the afternoon and evening more revealing as I welcomed whatever they wanted to do to me. It was the beginning of my real life.