The Society Boys

The Society Boys By Connor Matthews

**Author's note. At the time of writing this chapter Lucas Cruikshank came out as gay on You Tube. We are proud of you Lucas and now it's time to live your life proudly. See the video here. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-7UWcrDdKWs

P.S. Now tell Justin if you'll bottom for him...

Chapter 139

We put all the cars away quickly and headed into the house, I suddenly got excited. I was not only going to get to see the straight boys naked again, but I was going to get to see Dickson as well. Once I realized that, I almost pushed my way to the front of the line so I wouldn't miss anything.

A few of the guys held back as we stripped and jumped into the pool or hot tub, but as soon as they all realized it was a skinny dipping event, the clothes came off quickly. Dickson was as perfect under his clothes as he was above them and I just wanted to run my tongue from his ears to his toes. Kyle gave me the fingers to the eyes to indicate he was watching me, with a bit of a gleam in his eyes. Dickson was cut with low hanging balls with a nice, but not overly developed 6 pack. Just enough to show he worked at it. Probably from swimming. By the time everyone was in the water, the pool and hot tubs were pretty full. I watched Troy and `Marvin' disappear into the main bathroom and smiled as I thought of them in the bubbles together. Aaron was sitting in the hot tub with Jordan on his lap with an arm around his neck and from the look on his face, he was working himself onto the giant cock under water. Kent and Nate also noticed.

"Are you fucking?" Nate asked.

"Trying to, but Aaron has got enough dick for two guys and without lube it's like trying to shove a baseball bat through the eye of a needle," Jordan replied.

"You wish your ass were that tight," laughed Kyle.

Jordan stood up and we could all see his erection from his excitement at trying to ride Aaron. "Stand up and show them that pole."

"That's cool. We don't need to see it," Kent said quickly.

"If he's that big, go ahead and show it off, dude," Nate smiled and then immediately lost his smile as Aaron got up out of the water like the raising of the Titanic. The massive thing displaced so much water I think the level of the pool dropped a couple inches. Nate whistled and even Kent seemed to acknowledge it. "How big is that thing?"

"9½ inches," Aaron said as Jordan grabbed hold of it and showed it off to everyone. Then Aaron sat back down and Jordan resumed his position to be mounted.

"You seriously put that up your ass?" Kent asked in disbelief.

"Yep. But normally it takes a lot of lube. I'm just teasing him at the moment," Jordan admitted. "If I tried to do it dry, he'd probably rip me open and my ass would be totally shredded."

"I dunno if I could handle that?" Kent said shaking his head.

"Not many can," Aaron agreed.

"No. I mean I don't think I could handle a dick in my ass. I suppose I'd be okay with a blow job from a dude if I were drunk or something, but I doubt I'd want to do that. Hell when I take a big dump it hurts sometimes, so I couldn't imagine putting something back in there."

"I think that's the same for us with pussy," Aaron admitted. Have you ever looked at one up close? They have all those folds and flaps and hidden tunnels with all sorts of dangers lurking. By the time you fold everything out of the way to get you dick in there, you're confused and exhausted. At least fucking a dude, you just have one small hole to pop and bingo you're fucking."

"To each his own dude. I think we have to agree to disagree on that one. Nothing sweeter than going down on a chick and eating her out."

"Gross," Kyle said as he moved against me. "I just had dinner. Don't make me hurl." We laughed and he took the opportunity to let his fingers wander to my cock under water and slowly stroke my cock while just talking to everyone as if nothing was going on. I ignored him, but also didn't stop him. The subject quickly changed to the Triple J's and how truly identical we were.

"I notice that you all have the same arm tattoo and haircuts. Is that deliberate?" Nate asked.

"Yep. We figure if we stay identical, it has more possibilities," I admitted. "Plus we like being the Triple J's."

"And you're all gay. What are the odds?" Rory asked finally chiming in with the conversation.

"Technically Jason is bisexual, but I think that's just so he can be slightly different from both of us," I laughed. "We've never calculated the odds, but I'm sure it's pretty high. We just like the fact that we have something in common."

Lucas headed to the bathroom followed by Patrick and then J.P. and Ryan. Slowly the foam room was filling up and no doubt it would be the place to be soon. I don't know why we have such a big house when everyone just packs into one room. It was getting late so I looked over at Blake and Cory who were going cannonballs trying to get everyone wetter than they already were. Ben and Reece were also doing them and the guys rated each cannonball.

"Blake! I think it's time for you and Cory to head upstairs buddy," I yelled over to him. He looked at me as if I just told him that I killed his bunny for dinner. He got out of the pool and came over to the hot tub and got in with us. He straddled my legs and sat on my lap facing me. His boney butt was right on my dick and I had my brain send a stern warning to my penis that this was Blake sitting on it and not to react. We didn't need him getting the wrong idea.

"Dad, can't we stay up longer? It's the weekend and we're having a party," he said looking at me sweetly folding his arms across my chest to stare into my eyes with those big green peepers of his. God I just melt when he gets all cute like this.

"It's already well past your bedtime," I told him. "I'll compromise. You and Cory have to go up to bed, but you can watch a movie until you fall asleep."

"Can Ben and Reece stay in our room tonight, too?" He asked.

"Not tonight buddy. Maybe some other time." I really wasn't ready to let Ben out of my sight when it came to Blake yet. Not just because I didn't trust Ben completely, but because I knew Blake completely.

"He's 14 right?" Blake asked.

"Yep and Reece is 16," I added for some sort of effect.

"So he's only two years older than me." Blake said as his eyes darted back and forth looking at my face. He leaned in to whisper in my ear. "Can I do naked stuff with him?"

I answered him honestly. "Normally yes, but Ben is going through some stuff, just like you did when you got here. He's not familiar with our family yet, so it's not a good idea. You should concentrate on building your relationship with your girlfriend anyway."

"God, I am Dad. There's enough of me to go around. You have lots and lots of boyfriends. I only have Cory and Melissa. I think I should have an older boyfriend too, like you do with Dad Colin."

"Well not tonight, and not with Ben, okay. Say goodnight to everyone," I said quietly. He wasn't happy about it, but to my surprise he accepted it.

"Okay, but next week I'm having my own naked party, okay. I'm gonna invite my diving group and all the Scouts. You guys probably won't want to come to that `cause there will be lots of girls there."

"You think so huh?"

"Yep. I know so," he grinned as he kissed on the lips. "Goodnight Justin."

"Goodnight Blake," I smiled as he went over to Colin to kiss him next. "Goodnight Colin. Good night, Kyle," he continued as he kissed him next. Then continued around the hot tub kissing everyone including the straight boys who weren't sure what they were supposed to do. By the time Blake got out of the water he was sporting a total boner and jumped back in the pool to say goodnight to Ben, and Reece."

"Good night Mary Ellen. Good night John Boy," Colin said loudly over to him.

"Huh? What does that mean?" Blake asked as he stopped and turned to look at us.

"I have no idea, but my parents used to say that to Carter and me when we took too long saying goodnight to everyone."

"I'll Google it," Blake said as he and Cory climbed out of the water and headed for the bathroom.

"Blake! Just go up to bed okay, the guys don't need to be disturbed in the bathroom."

He just gave me a wicked grin and grabbed a couple of towels before disappearing upstairs with Cory.

"So is he gay too?" Rory asked.

"Too early to tell. Right now he's a 12 year old who thinks he's 18 and constantly horny. He'll be what he'll be and we're here no matter what he decides," Colin answered.

"Wish my parents were as open as you guys. My brother and sister and me got told that if any of us decided to be gay, we could pack our bags and leave the house. We wouldn't be welcome at home anymore," Kent said.

"Your parents sound like total douches," Kyle said bluntly.

"They're actually okay for parents and I don't think any of us are gay, so it's not an issue. I don't agree with their view on it, and I have zero problem with gay guys or black people or anything."

"Good to hear or you wouldn't be open to a blowjob later, Kyle smiled. "We usually like to show good hospitality around here and make sure no one goes home with blue balls."

"You should give those lessons in hospitality to my girlfriend," Kent grinned. "Maybe a night over here would loosen her up."

"Dude, I've met your girlfriend. A gallon of Vodka, 20 doobies and a crowbar couldn't open her up. The only way you're ever getting laid in the next couple of years is to sit up on the edge of this hot tub and open your legs," Nate teased as he sat up on the edge of the hot tub to let us all see his dick.

"Shut up!" Kent replied. "At least I have a girlfriend that you don't need to blow up every night."

"Burn!" laughed Dickson.

"No one would touch your dick anyway," Kent continued.

"Really? What do you think, Justin? If I offered some free dick around here, would anyone want it?"

"I think it'd be like offering bread to the pigeons downtown. There'd be a flock of gay guys on you in seconds." Out of the corner of my eye I saw Ben and Reece heading for the foam room. Looks like another pair of horny guys to the bubbles.

"And there you have it!" Nate grinned as he leaned back on his hands making his cock that much more visible. "If I need to bust a nut tonight, all I have to do is ask. If you need to bust a nut tonight, you have to go jerk off because your girlfriend won't even let you get to first base."

"I've been to first base," Kent said defensively.

"Yeah, but I'm not talking baseball. I'm talking with your girlfriend. She won't even let him kiss her. He gets to carry her books and hold her hand."

"We're taking it slow," he said trying to defend his manhood.

"Dude, married people take it slow. We're in University, we're supposed to be in the fast lane. Like this," Nate said as he opened his legs a little wider and fluffed up his dick. "If anyone wants it, the Nathanator is ready."

"Nathanator?" Dickson laughed. "Dude, with something that small is should be called Needle...as in Needle dick."

"It's not hard, dumbass," Nate said as he continued to play with it. I looked at the other guys and realized how strange the dynamic was at the moment. We had 5 straight boys all naked in a hot tub and one of them was almost daring us to blow him in front of everyone. That's like offering Reece's pieces to E.T. I went up to Nate and got between his legs and put my hands on his legs and ran them lowly up toward his crotch.

"Is this what you want, Nate? You want me to go down on your cock in front of all your friends? You want them to watch your pole disappear into a gay guy's mouth?"

"Hey, a blowjob's a blowjob," he grinned.

I slid my hands further until I was cupping his balls and pushing them up to show them off better. "You have a nice set of balls dude. If you're just kidding, you better speak up because you're about to get head in front of everyone."

"He'd really do that? He'd really suck his cock in front of all of us?" Rory asked.

Colin laughed. "Like Blake, Justin doesn't really have a filter either. Giving you head probably fits in the same category as ordering lunch at the food court. He wouldn't think twice about it. Not only would he blow everyone in the room, he'd bend over and let all of you fuck him next.

"Oooo, Oooo, Me too, me too!!" Kyle said putting his hand up excitedly.

"Damn, I gotta get me a gay guy," Rory laughed.

Kyle jumped out of the hot tub and was on his hands and knees wiggling his ass at all of us. "Are you all talk, or are you a man of action?" He teased.

Jordan got out of the water and went over to the small table by the loungers and brought a bottle of lube back. "They might be all talk but I'm DEFINITELY a man of action." He coated his dick and got down behind Kyle and shoved his cock in him and began fucking. I'm not sure the straight boys new where to look. You just knew that they wanted to watch, but didn't want to look gay by actually looking.

"It's just that easy," Kyle smiled looking back at them. "Around here if you want to get laid, you get laid. No bullshit, just horny guys getting off."

"Fuck. I have to admit, I really had no idea that gay guys were this open around each other," Kent said.

"Probably not all of them are, but in this house we rarely wear clothes and if someone is horny, we just do it. Nike got their slogan from us when they came over to the house for a pool party," Alex said chiming in. "I mean what do you think is going on in the foam room? I'll bet everyone is going at it like rabbits in there?"

"Seriously?" Rory said looking over to the door.

"Duh!" You didn't think they're all in there peeing together, did you?"

"Never thought about it at all," he admitted.

Meanwhile, I looked up at Nate and he smiled as I wrapped a couple of fingers around his now fully erect dick and pulled it forward toward my lips. He wanted it and so did I. I really just blanked everyone else out as I slid my lips over his knob and went down on him. He moaned slightly. But loud enough to attract the attention of others. He moaned again as I swallowed the rest of him and felt it hit the back of my throat.

"Holy shit!" Rory exclaimed. "How is it getting head from a guy?" He asked Nate.

"Dude, it's true what they say. No one knows how to give head like a gay guy. I fuck chicks, but I just may let dudes blow me from now on."

They laughed and Nate even went so far as to move one hand to the top of my head and participate in the blowjob. "Yeah suck that cock." Of course he wasn't letting on that we'd done this before. I felt his hips move slightly as he began to fuck my face. I smiled as I saw Kurt get up on the side of the hot tub with his erection. He didn't have to wait long as Jason went over and took care of him. Two straight boys were being serviced. It was like a jiffy lube. Drive in get your oil drained and drive out. We just hadn't got the straight boys into having their oil filled up yet. Only Kyle was getting that service so far.

Patrick had moved up onto the side of the hot tub and was stroking his cock as he watched. He wasn't as straight as the other guys but they didn't know that. Colin decided to give him service. After all, we have a policy at Justin's Jiffy lube. You never have to wait and our motto is "once you try our service you'll cum again and again."

Nate was almost at the point of no return, so I fingered under his balls toward his ass crack and pressed upward to finish him off. He cried out and jerked hard as he shot his load into me. It felt like he hadn't come in weeks as I swallowed as fast as I could. He pumped more out of him than a gusher at an Alberta oil well. He was going to sleep well tonight.

As I turned I saw Dickson get out of the water sporting a beautiful erection. He knelt beside Kyle. "Dude, don't just be a spectator, give it a try and see," Jordan said as he pulled out of Kyle's ass. I almost felt sick as I watched Jordan tug Dickson into position between Kyle's legs and take hold of his cock to aim it at the used hole. Jordan literally pushed Dickson inside Kyle and I watched as he fucked him. The only way this picture could have been more perfect is if Dickson was fucking me. Alex sat up in front of Kyle and leaned back so he could get head. Kyle didn't disappoint and went down on him as he was getting fucked. I was beyond jealous. I was almost crazy with desire for this guy. I swam over to the edge of the hot tub to get a closer look at Dickson's cock going in and out of Kyle's ass and I felt my knees get weak and my mouth go dry. Kyle was deliberately not looking at me. It might be because he had Alex's cock in his mouth, but more than likely he just knew how I was feeling at the moment. I stared as Dickson's ass cheeks tightened and moved each time he thrust in, so I reached up and put my hand on one of the cheeks and rubbed. It was just as expected; firm, hard and round. It was incredible, but he reached back and pulled my hand unceremoniously off his ass and made it clear he didn't want touching. I felt like I was going to be sick. I had been rebuked. I was officially being sent packing. I knew this day would come but I thought I had a lot more years ahead of me. I was officially a troll now. I sank back in the water with my cock rapidly deflating. All I wanted to do was to get out of there and go to bed. The guy I totally wanted had just given me the definitive international symbol for `fuck off'. As they say in England. I was gutted.

I watched as Dickson put his hands on Kyle's hips and fucked him harder causing Kyle to take a momentary break from Alex's cock. I had no idea what anyone else was doing at this point as all I could think about was a way to get out of there and go cry somewhere. I wanted Dickson so bad. True, I had two straight boys in the hot tubs that I could work on as they hadn't had any fun yet, but I wanted Dickson above all else. The other two were kinda like the booby prize at the fair to me right now. "I should go see what's happening in the foam room," I said not sure of what else to do. I got out of the water with my dick looking pathetic and deflated. I strolled to the bathroom and opened the door to find it full of bubbles, but fortunately it had timed out so no more were being added. Almost immediately at the entrance was Reece boning Ben. He smiled at me as he brushed bubbles off Ben's back and ass to show me how hot his little bubble butt was. Then he pulled Ben upright and wiped the bubbles off his chest and cock as he jerked him off slightly. There was no doubt Ben was hot and I smiled as they continued. Reece could fuck me later. I wandered further in and almost tripped over J.P. and Ryan on the floor together, so I carefully stepped over them and found Troy, Marvin' and Lucas. It was more like I heard them and was guided towards where they were as Troy was moaning in pleasure. The first thing I saw was Troy up on the counter, legs open, with Lucas sucking his dick. Not a bad sight if you ask me. I ran my hand down Lucas' back and stopped dead when I felt a cock in his ass. I moved down and found Marvin' fucking him. It was like another kick in the nuts. This day was getting better and better. Why don't I just complete the day by bring Dickson in here to fuck Lucas and have someone hand me a rope so I can go jump off the cliff at the back of the house.

"We finally got him opened up," `Marvin' smiled as I looked in disbelief as Lucas was getting his first anal pounding. That was supposed to be my cherry. I had the bowl put aside for the pit and everything. I was starting a celebrity cherry farm and that was going to be the first one in my collection.

"I can see that. Looks like the bubbles have done their job again," I replied trying to sound positive.

"You should give it a try while he's opened up," `Marvin' said leaning in to kiss me.

"You keep having fun and juice him nicely so he'll remember it. Make him feel that hot load all the way to his tonsils," I said as I moved away. Two things I really wanted and they were both taken away in one sex session. This is the definition of a shitty day. I headed back out to the deck and found Kent and Rory in the pool swimming as Kurt was being cheered on as he fucked Patrick. Dickson was now having his cock sucked by Kyle, who was being fucked by Alex. Even Jason and Colin were 69ing. Maybe Colin was drunk and thought it was me he was doing. I wasn't in the mood anyway. I rinsed off, wrapped a towel around myself and ran upstairs to check on Blake and Cory. I knocked on the door in case they were up to something they didn't want to get caught doing like...well, I can't think of anything since they were pretty open about pretty much everything. I entered and it brought a smile to my face which I needed considering my stomach still felt bad after what I'd seen. Both boys, as expected were naked, but Cory was lying on the floor all tied up with ropes.

"What are you two up to now?" I asked grinning.

"We're practicing our Scout knots. We tie each other up and try to escape. The winner is the one who can tie the other up enough so he can't escape."

Cory wiggled and squirmed and quickly got out of the ropes and sat up smiling. "My turn next."

"Okay, I get the rope thing, but what's with the felt pen all over yourselves?" I asked looking at the drawings on their bodies.

"We gave each other tattoos," Blake smiled. "I have one just like yours," he said showing me his armband. They had done a pretty good job.

"Justin, you should let us tie you up and see if you can get away," Cory suggested. I figured I might as well as I had nothing else planned, so I agreed. "Okay lie down."

I was still in my towel so I lay on my back and put my hands by my side. Cory immediately went to work on tying my legs together and Blake pulled my hands up over my head and tied them. They were pretty thorough and gave each other lots of suggestions and used plenty of rope. Then Blake put my hands on my stomach and they put a rope from my hands to my feet to make it extra secure. Once they were close to done, they both looked at each other and tested the knots.

"You have to be naked though, Dad, okay?" Blake said as he removed my towel without asking. I figured this was there game so why not go along. I almost wasn't in the mood to try and get untied as it seemed like a good excuse not to do anything.

"So what kind of knots are these?" I asked trying to work in his Scout education and delay trying to get free.

"Some are a clove hitch, lashings, a reef knot, a bowline and a taut-line hitch," Cory said confidently.

"Wow, you really have learned stuff in Scouts. Do you get a badge for this?"

"Yeah its part of some badges, but it's important to know this stuff to build things," Cory said.

"And when you need to tie people up," I smiled.

"Exactly!" He grinned. They had done a good job of securing my hands and feet, and Blake decided to add one more rope which tied me to the bed frame and then one under my arms and pulled it behind me to tie me to the dresser legs. I had to applaud their enthusiasm.

"There. You're all tied up," Blake said smiling. "I don't think you can get away now."

"You don't think so huh?" I said as I tried to get free. I had to admit they'd done a pretty good job, and securing me top and bottom gave me much less mobility to squirm free. The two boys sat cross legged and watched me and I saw Blake whisper in Cory's ear. He smiled and they both lay down on opposite sides of me and began to kiss my cheeks.

"What are you guys doing?" I smiled.

"Giving you kisses," Blake said innocently.

"Well, when I get free, I'm going to tickle you both to death."

"You'll have to get free first and then you'll have to catch us," Cory laughed as they continued to kiss me. Personally I would have been happy lying there being kissed all day, but I was supposed to be trying to get away so I kept squirming. I was honestly amazed at how well they had tied me up. I guess Scout knots are good for more than just camping. Blake moved to lie on top of me and began kissing my lips.

"I think that's cheating," I joked. "How am I supposed to get free if you lie on top of me?"

"That's the challenging part," Blake smiled as he kept kissing.

"I think you guys may actually have me tied up properly. It doesn't look like I can get away," I admitted.

"So, you're now our prisoner," Cory smiled still lying beside me. Are we allowed to torture you?"

"NO!" I grinned as Blake rolled off me.

"Okay, but you need some more tattoos," Cory said as he went to get his felt pens. I lay still as they started to draw on my arms and chest. I didn't mind as it was a good excuse to just lie there. Once they had finished the designs they were working on, they whispered to each other and moved down my body.

"We are going to give you blue balls," Cory giggled. "Kyle complained that Jordan gave him some but when we asked to see, he just laughed and said no. Kyle said that guys with blue balls always want sex afterwards so we're gonna give you some."

They sat on either side of me at my waist. Blake was the first to put his hand on my crotch and moved my dick out of the way and began to paint my balls blue with their felt pens. I actually thought it was pretty funny so I lay still and let them do it. Both of them took more than one opportunity to touch my dick as they kept moving it out of the way. It almost responded a few times which would have given them the wrong message for sure. They worked on me for a while and I was certainly well `tattooed' and blue balled when they were done. I tried not to notice that they both had erections from what they were doing. I suppose at 12, everything gives you a boner when you're naked.

"Okay Dad, come on try and get free now. I squirmed and wiggled and managed to get the rope untied that was attached to my feet. I had just begin to work on the others when Jason and Colin walked in.

"So what's going on in here?" they asked grinning.

"We tied Dad up and gave him some tattoos," Blake announced.

"Didn't know you were into that, Justin?" Jason laughed. "But it's not complete. Blake give me a yellow pen." Blake handed it to him and he knelt down beside me and took my penis in his hand and painted the head yellow. Then took a black marker and gave the tip a happy face. The boys giggled and of course wanted one too. Jason politely told them they could just do it to each other. Colin meanwhile had gone and gotten the camera to take lots of pictures of me as I worked my way out of the knots. By the time I finally stood up the boys had given each other happy face penises and were adding more `tattoos' to each other. We told them it was time for bed and left them alone. No one seriously believed they would go to bed any time soon.

"You look hot all decorated like that," Colin said as he gave me a kiss and swatted my ass on our way back downstairs. "Maybe you should go get them all made into real tattoos."

"Yeah, that's not gonna happen," I smirked giving him a kiss back. As we got back to the pool deck the others howled with laughter when they saw me.

"What the hell happened to you?" Lucas asked as he approached and looked me over. All I could see looking at him was the last picture in my head of `Marvin' fucking him and for some reason I just didn't get excited be around him at the moment.

"The boys were playing and decided to give me `tattoos'", I said almost abruptly. Jason reached over and grabbed my dick to move it out of the way.

"They also gave him blue balls," he laughed hysterically.

"Just like you're girlfriend does for you, Kent," Nate said almost choking with laughter.

"Shut up!" was his witty reply. Guess it's hard to argue with the truth.

There were a few pictures taken of my new body art before I headed into the bathroom with Colin, Jason and Alex who helped scrub me clean. The only ones in the bubbles were Kurt and Patrick and although we couldn't see them, we could hear Kurt fucking his friend. It's always nice when straight guys help out their buddy like that. Seems like that's the way it should be. If you can't get a girl to put out, just go hang with a buddy and nut off together until the next time you're horny. Usually within 4 hours. I heard from one of the guys at the `Q' that there's a simple formula to determine how often a guy will get horny again after cumming. It think if I remember correctly it's your age squared, minus your dick size squared and if you were gay you divided that number in half. So I tried it. I'm 21 squared is 441 minus my 8.5" dick squared is 72.25 so that's approximately 368 minutes or approximately 6 hours, and because I'm gay it's about every 3 hours. Aren't you impressed that I could do that calculation in my head? I'm not just a dumb blonde sex machine you know. Okay, I used the iPhone calculator on the table if you must know...

I tried it with others. Blake was 12. Squared is 144. Dick is 5 inches so that's 25. 144-25= 119 minutes or about every two hours. If he were gay, that would be every hour. That seems pretty accurate. I tried it with some that would be older like a 60 with an average 6 inch dick. Doubled is 3600, wow! Minus 36 for the penis. That works out to 3564 minutes, which is, I dunno, like a year. Now someone like Aaron with a 9½ inch dick at 18. Hmmm that's 324-90.25 =233 minutes, and he's gay. 117 minutes. Damn, he was as horny as a straight 12 year old. No wonder he's running around screwing more than me. I could sort out the horniest of my competition with this formula.

By the time I was clean I headed out to the pool deck and the hits just kept on coming. Dickson and Lucas were now 69ing with Dickson on tope and Ryan rimming his ass. I figured Ryan would probably fuck Dickson in the next few minutes just to complete my pain. I never get anything I want. I tried to ignore it and figured they were just doing it to punish me for something I'd done in the past, although I couldn't imagine what since I'm such an awesome caring loving and all round great guy. I tell myself that a lot, but frankly I think a shrink might tell me I'm a jealous neurotic self-centered spoiled rich kid. Hmmpffhhh, we'll see about that. I'd buy his practice and burn it to the ground. I jumped in the pool with Kent and Rory and grabbed a swim noodle to float over to them.

"So how are you guys dealing with all this?" I asked.

"I have to admit, it was really weird at first, but with everybody just going at it, you kinda get used to it. Still weird seeing two guys together," Rory said. "But I know a few girls that would kill to have a three-way with another guy. Might be a great way to get them into bed."

"Been there, done that," I laughed. "But you do realize that those types of girls want you and the other guy to do things together, and it's not just the two of you doing her, right?"

"Yeah, that's the only down side. I'm not sure how far I'd be willing to go. I sure as hell couldn't let a guy fuck me."

"Would you kiss a guy?"

"In the heat of the moment, probably would be okay. It's not like we'd all run off and tell everyone," he admitted.

"What about being sucked off or sucking a dick?"

"I'd have to have had a few shots of tequila first to lower my inhibitions, but I could probably do that, I think."

"If the chick said you could fuck her, but only after you fucked the guy, would you?" I said pressing him further and wondering where we kept the tequila.

"I dunno. I think that would require a hell of a lot more alcohol," he said looking carefully at Kent for his reaction.

"I think I'd have to be passed out drunk before I'd fuck a guy," Kent said quickly.

"Then how would you fuck him? If you were passed out?" I laughed.

"I mean I'd let him ride my cock as long as I didn't know about it," he clarified.

"And what do you like to drink? And how much does it take to get you to pass out?" I said giving him a giant cheesy grin.

"Probably a 40 pounder, and vodka all the way man."

"So what's to stop that same guy from flipping you over and riding your straight boy ass for a few hours while you're passed out?" I asked smirking as I felt my dick begin to show signs of interest.

"Never thought about that. Guess I could tape my ass shut and hopefully I wouldn't know about it if he did do something."

"You'd know about it in the morning," Rory laughed "Your ass would be on fire from being boned by a dozen guys."

"Who said anything about a dozen guys? I thought we were just talking about one."

"Yeah, look around. If you passed out giving permission for a guy to fuck you, everyone would take a ride, just to say they'd done the straight boy," Rory explained. Kent looked around.

I just smiled and nodded. "He's probably right. I know I'd want to go at least twice," I laughed. "You really do have a nice ass."

"Thanks...I think," he chuckled. "Maybe I should just be tipsy and not pass out then."

"Damn, I was just about to run to the liquor cupboard and get the 40 of vodka for you."

"But seriously, and don't take this the wrong way, you guys shouldn't leave here without a blowjob at least. No one here would say anything and you'd get a new first hand experience."

"Or a first mouth experience," Rory corrected. "Have you ever done a three-way with a chick? Or only with guys?"

"No, I've been in group things with girls a few times. Helped a few straight friends get the girl. Just like you described. Not my favorite thing to do, but I got to have fun so everyone won in the end."

"If I found a chick like that would you still want to do it?" Rory asked looking at me carefully.

"Maybe, but only if we'd done something together previously so I knew you wouldn't freak out when the time came," I said upping the stakes on this conversation.

"Like what would we have to do?"

"How about this. I'll make both of you a bet or maybe it's a dare. See what you think. I'll give each of you a blow job. If I can't make you cum, I'll give you a thousand dollars each."

"What if we do cum?" Kent asked.

"Then you have to make out with me."

"Make out like how far?" Rory asked.

"Kissing, and at least you fucking me. Ideally you giving up your ass would be better."

"I dunno. Sounds kinda gay," Kent said. Rory and I both looked at him as if he were from another planet.

"No shit, Captain obvious," Rory said.

"I could sure use a thousand bucks, but I probably would cum and then I'd have to make out with a guy."

"How about if I make it more interesting. If I can't get either of you off, I'll give you 5 thousand dollars, but if I get you both off, you have to make out with each other, but just kissing and 69ing. No fucking...unless you want to of course."

"So is there a time limit?" Rory asked "Or can you just keep going all night?"

"5 minutes each," I smiled.

"4 minutes," Rory countered. I couldn't believe he was actually negotiating.

"Okay 4 minutes. If I get you off in 4 minutes, you have to make out with me. If I can't, you get a thousand bucks."

"And you have to be available for a three-way with a chick," Rory added.

"Deal," I agreed. He nodded.

"Kent, you in on this?" Rory asked.

"I dunno. I cum pretty easily and I haven't jerked off in a few days so I'd probably shoot off if someone's grandmother blew me. Might not be a fair bet."

"Okay, let me suck the first load out of you. You wait and recover as I do Rory. Then I'll do you again. The bet will be on the second blowjob."

"I can't believe I'm think about it. Must be all the sex in the air right now messing with my head," Kent smiled. "I'd win that bet for sure. I never cum more than once. Would I get anything for the first blowjob?"

I laughed. "You're beginning to sound like a hooker. You get to empty your balls with something other than your hand, and trust me, you'll never want to go back to just jerking off."

"Make up your mind dude," Rory said. "I'm in. I have total self-control and I could use a thousand bucks.

"I'm not sure yet. Maybe Rory could go first and let me know how it is."

"Maybe Rory will get a thousand dollars first and Justin won't be in the mood to do you," Rory said teasing Kent.

"It's more likely that Rory will blow his load and end up spending the night being bred like a chick," Kent teased back.

I laughed. "See this is the difference between straight boys and gay guys. Gay guys would already have blown each other and gotten on with their day. Straight guys talk about it until no one is horny anymore." I got closer to Rory as it seemed like he was leaning more towards giving in than Kent. I reached under water and took a hold of his limp dick. He jumped slightly but didn't pull back.

"God, that's so weird having another dude grab my junk."

"No worries buddy. I'm a professional junk collector," I teased as I cupped his balls to get a feel of them. They sure felt full. After all the disappointment today I was pretty much expecting him to bail out. "Get up on the side of the pool and open your legs."

"You want to do it here? Can't we go someplace more private?"

"Why? Everyone else is doing it here. Not like they're gonna rush off and tell the whole world that you got a beej. Now stop being a chick and get that cock ready."

He swam to the far end of the pool as far away from everyone else as he could and got up on the edge. I swam over and got between his legs. I pulled him slightly forward and wrapped my one arm around his back and touched his ass to steady myself. I moved in and licked his balls. He nearly jumped off the deck. "Sensitive much?" I chuckled.

"Not used to that, at all." He replied looking down at me. I looked up at him and stuck my tongue out to lick along the length of his ball sack. He shuddered. I smiled inwardly and took hold of his dick and quickly pulled it forward and popped it in my mouth. I had four minutes to get this guy off. He was hard in under 10 seconds and by the 45 second mark he was squirming all over the edge of the pool. I had to adjust my grip a few times to stop from being thrown aside. By the one minute mark he cried out, leaned back and let the baby makers fly. I could feel it happening and normally I would have rotted his dick right down my throat, but I needed to prove how good it was, so I pulled back and jerked him off until he was spraying a fountain of cum all over himself. As it subsided I put his cock back in my mouth and squeezed the rest out. No point in letting it all go to waste.

I heard Kent laugh from where he was in the pool. Close enough to see, but far enough away to pretend he wasn't part of it. "Looks like someone gets to be the bitch tonight."

"That sucks. I thought I had better control than that. I could really have used a thousand bucks."

"You could always go for double or nothing," I teased.

"Like how?"

"Let's go again. I'll suck you off one more time. If you cum again, you get on all fours for a good old fashioned ass fucking in front of everyone. If you don't cum, you get two thousand dollars. You a gambling man, Rory?" I smiled.

"My dick is kind sensitive tight now. Can I wait a few minutes to decide?"

"Take all the time you want," I grinned. "So what about you Kent?"

"I think I'm good. I kinda want to try, but it's just a little too much right now. Maybe another time when there's less people or something."

"We could always go upstairs where it's more private," I offered.

"Nah. Everyone would know what we were doing and I wouldn't feel right."

"No pressure. Just thought you'd enjoy the same wild sensation that Kent and Nate just had. Once you blow a load, things get back to normal around here."

"I'm good for now," he repeated.

"Looks like it's all up to you then, Rory. Double or nothing?" I asked.

"Sure what the hell. Go for it. No way I'm busting again, and I go home with two thousand bucks."

Oh, how little he knows. I barely gave him my D' game for the first blowjob and he popped in a minute. I had 4 minutes with my A' game. This boy was gonna be the piñata at my cherry busting party in about 3 minutes from now.

I got back between his legs and went to work on him. I had him hard in a minute and I could see and feel the concentration on him in trying to keep from erupting like Mt. St. Helen. Unfortunately for him he didn't make it and I was gulping down his second offering in under 10 minutes. The look on his face was priceless, but I had given him the finger at the pucker, the tongue around the tip, added suction, ball tickling and everything else I could use in my arsenal. He looked so upset.

"Shit. I was sure I could hold out." He said as Kent was laughing behind us. "Damn you horny bitch. You bust a nut twice and from a guy no less. Guess you're about to take it up the ass now. I should video this for Facebook."

"Fuck off, Kent. At least I was man enough to try it," Rory said. He looked at me. "When do I have to pay up my end of the deal?"

"You don't. I'd never fuck someone unless they were ready for it," I told him thinking of Lucas again. I should just do it and not worry about it. The way my night was going, he would be in a threeway with Lucas and Dickson in five minutes anyway. I could see his relief and he slid back into the pool and I gave him a hug which he returned. "You were a good sport Rory. Hope you enjoyed the BJ. It really wasn't a fair contest. I'm really good at it."

"No shit! I hope it doesn't sound too gay, but damn dude, that was actually pretty fucking hot. You can blow me anytime."

"I'll hold you to that," I smiled.

The others were slowly winding down from sex and we just got back to normal pretty quick. They slowly began to leave and Kent ended up going home without getting in on any of the action. When it was down to just Colin, Kyle and I left downstairs, we closed up the house. As I strolled around picking stuff up, Kyle came up to me.

"Dickson was wondering if you're still up to go looking at bikes tomorrow," Kyle asked.

"Nah, I'll pass. He kinda made it obvious tonight that he wasn't really interested in me," I said without really looking at him.

"Are you mad at me?" he wondered as he stood looking at me concerned.

"No. You know me, I get jealous easy. Dickson is so hot and didn't want me, so I'm not sure how to handle it."

"Shut up. Everyone wants you. If you go and ask him, he'd have sex with you. He probably thinks of you as too hot to approach and he fears that you'll reject him."

"Nice try. I touched his ass while he was fucking you and he grabbed it and moved it away. He made it pretty obvious."

"Dude, you're too sensitive. He probably didn't even know it was you with so many others around. He'd totally do you."

"Great, I'll go beg for pity sex. Nah, I had a straight boy, I'm all good."

"You know I'll always love you, right?" Kyle said as he pressed himself tight against me and gave me a hug as he kissed my lips. "Just say the word and I'll dump everyone to be your permanent boyfriend."

"And I'll always love you. Wanna go fuck?" I grinned.

"And he's back!" Kyle smiled. "You're so easy."

We didn't go do anything. I poked my head in on Blake and Cory and they were both sleeping soundly in the same bed, still covered in felt pen tattoos. They looked like mini frat boys after a wild party. I headed for bed and curled up with Colin to fall asleep in his arms. At least he always wanted me. The more time that goes by, the more I realize that maybe I really am a bad guy. I have the best life with the best husband who loves me above all else. He fools around with other guys, but nothing like I do. Maybe I should just focus on being his husband and partner instead of hitting anything that bats his eyes at me. Colin is the hottest guy I know and makes Dickson look like Darth Vadar without the mask. I slept soundly dreaming of straight boys. What? I can't help it if my mind thinks of hot guys.

I was woken up in the morning with Blake lying on top of me. I opened my eyes to see him staring right at me, almost nose to nose with that big smile of his. I wondered what he wanted this time. "Morning" I began to say but he quickly jammed something into my mouth surprising me.

"What was that?" I said almost choking.

"Breath mint," he giggled.

"You're a little shit," I said reaching up to tickle him. He squealed.

"And you're a big shit," he shrieked as I tickled him harder. He rolled off and was now sandwiched between Colin and me. Colin helped me attack our mini person.

"Help! Murder! Uncle!" he shrieked. Cory came running in in his underwear and leapt on us to help Blake. They were both under attack now. They really gotta warn us when they do this as both Colin and I had morning wood, which fortunately went away quickly the more we tickled the boys. When they'd had enough, they ran off leaving Colin and I to have our own wrestling match. I lost and ended up being the bottom for the next 20 minutes. I wasn't really trying, just for the record. We had our shower and headed downstairs.

"So Dads, my diving team is going to have a meet today and my coach said I can go if I want to. Can I?" he said to both of us.

"We're fine with it. Are you sure you're okay since you haven't had much time in the pool lately?"

"Dude, I'm like a super hero ninja. I'll fly through the air and disappear into the water without even making a splash."

"Then we're in," Colin grinned as he made us coffee.

"We're in too," said Troy as he and `Marvin' surfaced.

"Cool! You can meet all my diving team," Blake said.

"I'm his personal trainer, assistant and equipment manager," Cory said proudly.

"Equipment manager?" Troy smirked. "So you carry his towel and speedo?"

"Shut up!" Cory said punching Troy in the arm.

"Do you think Lucas will want to come? Should I go wake him up?" Blake asked.

"He's not home," `Marvin' revealed. "He went home with Dickson last night."

Wham! Punch to the gut. Wham! Punch to the balls. I was gonna be sick. Lucas had taken my boy. I tried not to show it, after all I can't have them all, but it usually doesn't stop me from trying. After I've had them once, I'm happy to hand them over to someone else. I just like that new twink smell. I hate it when they come back with the pine air fresheners hanging around their neck, trying to smell all new, but you know deep down they've been well used. I refocused my attention to Blake and Cory who were letting us know the details of the diving meet this afternoon. I was looking forward to doing something normal with the whole family. Blake and Cory started taking the dishes away and I spoke quietly.

"Colin, I was thinking we should probably sell some of the cars to make space for new ones. I mean it's fun to collect them and all, but maybe we should thin a few out."

"Which ones were you thinking of?" He asked.

"I guess it's time to sell the Camaro, since I have the Maserati and BMW. Then possibly we sell the Forerunner and put the money in the bank for Blake and buy him a new car when he's old enough."

I'm okay with that but we should ask Blake about the Forerunner. I've found him in it a few times, sometimes just sitting in there," Colin told me.

"That may or may not be a good thing as it's a reminder about his family. Plus by the time he's old enough to drive it, it'll be an old vehicle. Why don't we let him pick one of the other cars as his and then tell him he can have the money from the SUV," I suggested.

"You're the shrink," Colin grinned as he leaned in for a kiss.

"Hey! I'm not that kind of shrink!! No paying for services with sex." I said looking at him with a frown. Then changed it to a smile. "Who am I kidding, that's exactly the kind of shrink I am!" I said as I giggled like a girl. I turned my attention to Blake.

"Hey buddy, Colin and I have an idea that we want to ask you about." He came and sat next to us. "We were thinking about the cars in the garage and how full it's getting. I'm gonna sell my Camaro and wondered if you would like to sell the Forerunner. We'd put the money in your bank account and you could pick one of the other cars to have as yours."

"Would I get to use the money to buy stuff I wanted?" Blake asked blinking at me. I could already see him plotting something.

"Yes. It would be your money." Plus he had to learn how to handle money because when he turned 18 he was gonna be one rich kid with the inheritance he had held in trust, so he better learn how to be responsible now.

"Could I pick any of the cars in the garage?"

"Any of the main vehicles. Obviously you can't have a car that belongs to someone like Kyle or Troy." Blake had a big grin on his face. Something tells me we might be making a mistake.

"Okay, you can sell it. How much would I get?"

"Maybe around $20,000" Colin replied. He knew prices better than me so I guess that seemed a fair price.

"Whoa, you'll be like a millionaire," Cory said as his eyes went wide. "We could buy anything."

I smiled when he said `we' could buy anything as if it were his money, but knowing Blake he would probably share it with Cory completely anyway.

"We should buy a tiger," Cory said.

"We're not allowed. Right Dad?" Blake said quickly.

"Right," I said rubbing his mop head.

"HEY! I just brushed it. Watch the hair dude!"

"Sorry, dude!" I laughed. If that was brushed, I was straight.

"When can I have my money?" Blake asked.

"As soon as we sell it," Colin said as he sipped his coffee.

"Cool. C'mon Cory, let's go pick out my car." The two boys bolted for the garage and vanished inside excitedly.

"That went better than expected," Colin said as he put his arm around me. "Should we go see which car we're about to lose. Do you think he knows how much the Bugatti is worth?"

"Let's hope not," I laughed as we went out to the garage. The boys were running from car to car like it was a dealership. We just watched for a bit as the both sat in the vehicles to test them out. They had a conference of some sort between them and finally came over.

"So did you decide?" Colin asked.

"Yes. We would like the Black Lamborghini. We were thinking of the Ferrari, but the Lamborghini is cooler looking and I like the inside of it too."

"I like the fact that we can reach the pedals easier," Cory said.

"Okay. The black Lamborghini is officially yours," Colin said smiling.

"Yay! Can me and Cory take it for a drive?"

"Do you know how to drive a stick?" Colin asked.

"What's that?" Blake asked stopping dead.

"It means that the car has a manual transmission. You have to change gears when you drive it. Not like the Forerunner where you put it in `D' and go. This one you actually have to change gears."

"Just like that game at the movie theatre arcade," Cory said.

"Cool. Sure I know how to drive that Dad. No sweat off my balls," he said all confidently.

"You really want sweaty balls in your new car?" I asked with a smirk.

"It's just an expression Dad. Don't be such a fag."

I stopped almost immediately. "What did you just say to me?"

"Nothing. I said it was just an expression," he clarified.

"Did tell me not to be such a fag?"

"Yeah, I didn't mean anything. It's just a saying. Like when you say something is gay, or if someone says something silly, you tell them not to act like a fag. Or you say don't be such a homo. Everyone says it."

"Boys go in the house and wait in the living room. We'll be right there," I said quickly. They looked at each other and shrugged as they headed off into the house.

Colin just looked at me with a smile. "Okay, Dad. Looks like it's time for some parenting lessons."

"Chill homo. You're being a total fag. We'll get to it. Keep your panties on." I laughed.

"Well, at least we know where he gets it from," Colin chuckled. But we both knew we had to say something parental on the subject. The boys were sitting on the couch side by side waiting. We sat on the table facing them.

"So you know what you said was wrong, right?" I asked.

"What was wrong?" Blake asked blinking those big eyes.

"Telling me not to act like a fag."

"I didn't mean anything by it. It's just a saying. But aren't you and Dad fags anyway?"

"We're gay and fag is a negative term for someone who is gay. I thought we'd been over this before."

"No. I'm pretty sure I would have remembered," Blake said trying to act all proper. "But I've heard you guys say it to each other. Just yesterday Kyle said `you're such a fag' to you. How come he didn't get into trouble?"

Because Kyle is gay, like we are, so it's okay if we tease each other, but because you're not gay, you can't call us a fag. That would be like me calling you a breeder. It's an insult."

"What's a breeder?" Cory asked.

"Never mind," I said sighing to myself. God, here we go again. This parenting shit is tougher than it looks.

"It's okay, I got it Dad. If I am gay I can call you a fag, but if I'm not I can't right?"

"Exactly."

"And a gay guy is a guy who likes sex with other boys."

"Simply put, but close enough."

"Me and Cory do sexy stuff together and other boys in my Scout Troop do to. So we're all fags right?"

"No. You're just boys experimenting. When you're older and teenagers, you'll figure out if you like boy or girls more and can decide then."

"Yeah, we're just tweens right now." Cory said smiling.

"So is there other stuff we can't say like that?" Blake asked.

"How about if you tell us what you know and we'll tell you whether it's appropriate for your age," I suggested.

"Cool. We won't get into trouble right?"

"Nope. This is just a talk and there are no right and wrong things to say here."

"Okay," Blake grinned. If you don't like someone or you think they're stupid you can call them a four oh four. Or they can be douchebags, fags, homos, pussies, cunts."

"404 is okay, the rest are offensive." Colin said as we both tried hard not to smile as the words came out of the small guys in front of us.

"Then if you like something it is sic, tight, fresh, or epic. If it's something that didn't go right, it's an epic fail." Cory said chiming in.

"Those are okay," I agreed.

"Sweet! Air bump!" Cory said as the boys went to fist bump but stopped short of touching knuckles.

"Then when you like girls there's lots of words for that. Like `bangin' or if it's an older girl, you can call her a MILF, or if she has big boobs you can say that you'd like to get some of that milkshake. Or if it's a friend that you're having sex with they're your umfriend."

"Umfriend?" I asked not having heard that one before.

"Yeah, like I would say this is my umfriend Cory. You know like he's my ummm... Friend. Like a BFF only with sex added," Blake explained. "Or I could call Cory one of my mains. Like he's my main friend.

I laughed. "I like that. You're my mains umfriend, Colin."

Cory giggled. "No he's not he's your boyfriend."

"Yeah, I'm your boyfriend," Colin repeated. "Get it right, MILF."

I elbowed him in the stomach as the boys continued. "You're saying it wrong Dad. He is your umfriend or he's one of your mains."

"Can't he be one of my mains and my umfriend?" I asked.

"No! C'mon Dad. You gotta learn this stuff if you wanna be cool. Hashtag duh!"

"Hashtag duh?"

"Yeah you add hashtag before things you want to be important," Blake explained.

"Like hashtag Blake!" I smiled.

"NO!" He said looking at me weird. "Then if someone is trying to stop you talking to a girl, you tell them to stop cock blocking you. And if they're always talking to you they're chirpin'. Wanna hear some dirty terms and stuff?" Blake asked blushing slightly.

This should be good. "Okay, but remember, you shouldn't repeat this stuff in public."

"Okay. So if I'm gonna have sex I can say I'm going to the boneyard. Or I'm gonna get my dicky sticky. If you get a pubic hair in your teeth it's called flossing. Do you know what an angry dragon is?"

"Nope," I admitted.

"You cum in someone's mouth and then slap the back of their head to make it come out their nose. They look like an angry dragon," he said smiling. I wrote that one down in my head and looked over at Colin, who elbowed my in the ribs. I hadn't even said anything.

"Brown bagging it, is when you put a bag over an ugly person's head to have sex. Snowballing is when a girl is giving you a blowjob and you know, cum in her mouth, then she kisses you and gives you your own stuff back. That one sounds gross."

"I agree. No one likes snowballs," Colin said looking at me and smiling. I dunno, I kinda like snowballs.

"Okay, boys I think this is enough for today. Anything that is sex talk, I think you should keep in private, or not use at all. You're a little young for that yet. And when it comes to insults, let's just not do it, alright. That way you don't get into trouble."

"Okay, but shit comes up at school, Dad. We can't help it if people just teach us stuff. It is school after all. Can we dip now?"

"Dip? Like in go swimming?" I asked.

"No like leave. Dip is what you say when you gotta go."

"Like in the olden days, when we had to `jet'," Colin laughed.

I looked at him and mouthed `fuck off', with a smile of course.

Blake grinned and I could almost see something coming with the evil look in his eye. "Yeah, I got a total rager. Me and Cory are gonna cork it for a while until we drain the mains."

"Okay, explain that," I smiled.

"Rager is a boner. Corkin' is where you put your dick in a hole to cork it up. Like a mouth, bum or vagina. Drain the mains..."

"Yeah, I got that one," I smiled and put my hand up to stop him.

"So can we have a set of keys to our new car?" Blake asked.

"You know where we keep them. Just no driving it without an adult around," I said as they ran off.

"No driving it without an adult around," Colin laughed. "He's 12, he probably shouldn't be driving it at all. You realize we just gave our son a $300,000 car."

"Yes, and we freed up space for my husband's 3 million dollar car. So my umfriend, wanna go snowball and make an angry dragon?"

"Only if I'm brown bagging it, MILF."

"Bitch!"

"Fag!" He laughed.

"Yeah, we're so screwed when he's older. Something tells me he's not so much learning this stuff at school as he is teaching it," I said pulling Colin to his feet and giving him a big hug.

Later in the day Jason and Alex joined Troy, `Marvin, Kyle, Colin and myself to watch Blake dive. We got as close as we could as we planned on cheering louder than everyone else. Our first cheering came when he walked out with his team. He looked so cute in his tiny speedos with his "equipment" manager following along carrying his towel. We took several pictures and he looked up and waved as he heard us in the stands. Cory also smiled and waved. The meet was a lot of fun as one after another the kids dove into the water. Some of the older ones were totally amazing and could easily be contenders for the Olympics. When it was Blake's turn I think we all held our breath as he climbed up to the springboard. I had to laugh as he beamed and looked over at us and waved excitedly. Some of the others in the crowd laughed as well. The other divers all focused on what they were about to do and looked serious before their dive. Blake was his usual playful self. He Put his hand up to indicate he was ready and then ran down the board sprang off the end and did a perfect somersault landing almost perfectly into the water. I think I was still holding my breath until he surfaced and then we erupted into cheers, as did a lot of the crowd. Blake swam to the edge and pulled himself out and looked up at the scoreboard. He was quickly awarded 7's and 8's which he grinned about and waved to us again. He did a couple more dives and was pretty consistent. I was so proud of him and he looked like he was having a blast. When it was over each diver was given some form of ribbon even if they didn't get into the top three. Blake and Cory were so happy and they were all bouncing around together. Warren had his arm around both of the guys as they walked back to the locker room. We made our way to the foyer to wait. I wasn't surprised when he didn't come out, even after most of the others had. I told the guys I'd be right back and went to get him. No surprise he was still in the shower with Warren and another kid. I had to grin to myself as Cory was also in the shower. They were playing around by spitting water and trying to avoid each other. Almost like spit tag.

I noticed an old guy watching the boys and it was obvious it was more than just a curiosity. He was totally perving on them. I suppose it didn't help that they were all naked. "Blake, you're keeping everyone waiting."

"I'm coming Dad, we're just goofing around. This is Tony. He's on the other team."

"Nice to meet you Tony. Cory, why are you in the shower?" I asked just for the fun of it.

"I didn't want to get my clothes wet," he said as if I should know that.

"Well get dressed and let's go. You did great today Blake. All of you did."

"Thanks! Are we going to go to McDonald's?"

"Sure why not."

I turned to walk away and heard Tony. "That's your Dad? How old is he?"

"21. I'm adopted," Blake said matter-of-factly.

"He seems cool."

"Yeah he's okay for a parent. You should come over and meet everyone one day. You'd like my uncles and brothers," he offered. I headed back upstairs and told the guys that they boys were on the way. They showed up quickly and we were just on the way to dinner when I got a call from Domino's to ask if I could come in. I said I'd be right there and left the rest of the guys to their dinner. I'd have pizza later. I took a cab home and grabbed the Camaro for work. Once I got there Nolan looked totally pissed off.

"Hey Dude, what's up? Are we having a busy night or something?"

"Yeah kinda, but I think I'm gonna get fired. That's why he called you in."

"Why are you gonna get fired?" I asked concerned.

"I got my paycheque and he deducted money for pizzas again and didn't pay overtime for three shifts, so I told him about it. He said he was tired of my whining and obviously needed to replace me as I didn't appreciate my job. Dude, I can't live on this money, but I can't really afford to get fired either. What do I do?" Nolan said almost in total distress. This was ridiculous and it was time for me to fix it. I walked over to the manager.

"I made it. Can I get my paycheque?" I said to see if he had done the same thing to me. He handed the envelope over and I checked it. Sure enough he had deducted for one pizza and I was sure I was short a few hours. "You need to put the missing money back on for both Nolan and I. I told you about this the last time," I said staring at the manager with a burning dislike of him.

"You don't tell me anything, Justin. I'm the manager and I take my direction from the owner, not from you. If you don't like it, leave and find another job."

"So how often do you talk to the owner?" I asked folding my arms.

"Every day, but that's not really any of your business."

"It's my business if he's telling you to break the law and take money off my paycheque. I know for a fact he's not telling you that."

"Oh, you do do you?" He said basically dismissing me. "I'm sure you're gonna tell me that you know Mr. Monroe personally."

"Who's Mr. Monroe?" I asked slightly surprised.

"The owner. Landon Monroe. He's been in a few times in person and knows what he's talking about. He's hardly someone that would hang around you."

Landon? Landon is pretending to own my restaurant? Christ were we never going to be rid of him. "When was the last time you talked to him?" I asked.

"A few days ago."

Now I knew he was lying as Landon had been in jail for a couple of months. "So why don't you get him on the phone and let me talk to him. I'll get him to change his mind and get both Nolan and I get all the money we're owed."

"I don't need to explain things to you and I'm sure he won't change his mind. He's a pretty powerful man. Just get to work," he said turning to ignore me.

"You have a choice. Get the owner on the phone, or I'll contact the police, the labour board, Domino's franchise office and the media and bring your little circus to a stop." I said almost getting a hard on with excitement.

He picked up the phone and dialled. After a bit, he hung up. "It went to voice mail," he said.

"Do you have another number?" I asked.

"Don't need it. Mr. Monroe gave me his personal cell phone number for when I need anything. He used to stop by every week and take deposits to the bank to help me out when we got busy, that's how involved he is, so trust me, he knows how to run a business. Now get to work before we get complaints."

"Nolan and I are not doing fuck all until we get the money we're owed. Call the other number you have for the owner. The one you received when the place changed hands. It's probably on the official paperwork." He looked at me and then over at Nolan. I wasn't sure if he'd do it or not. He just shook his head and pulled out the papers.

"The name of the company is Triple J Enterprises," he said reading it. I smiled to myself as I thought that was a cool name for my company. I could have called it Masters Universe, but I liked Triple J better. He dialed the number and I waited. "This is Martin Singleton over at Domino's Pizza, could I speak to Mr. Monroe please." I waited with a half smile on my face. "He's the owner." He said trying to clarify who he was looking for.

"I don't think so. I've been dealing with him in person. It's Mr. Monroe. Would you be able to put me through to the owner anyway? Thank you." He put his hand over the receiver and looked up at me. They're just contacting him and then we can get all this shit put to rest and you can get back to work." As he talked to me, my phone rang. It was the answering service I was using.

"Justin speaking," I said as I answered. She told me who was trying to reach me and I told her to go ahead and put it through. I walked over to Nolan as I waited to be connected. "Watch this," I smiled. "I'll explain in a couple seconds." She connected me. I turned my back to the manager. "This is Mr. Masters how may I help you?"

"Mr. Masters this is Martin Singleton over at Domino's. I was looking for Mr. Monroe."

"Who's that?" I asked moving further out of ear shot of the manager with Nolan following me.

"The owner of the store," he said.

"No, I own the store and am the President and CEO of Triple J Enterprises," I said firmly.

He started to stumble over his words and told me all about Landon. I smiled to myself as I could hear him becoming slightly panicked. "So why are you calling me, Mr. Singleton?"

He explained it and I slowly made my way back to his desk. He looked up at me and put his hand over the receiver again. "I'm on with the owner right now and he's confirmed what I told both of you. Now let's get back to work boys before I fire both of you." I lowered my cell phone away from my face and put it down by my side.

"I have a better idea," I said looking directly at him as I raised the phone back to my face and said into the speaker. "You're FIRED! I suggest you get your lawyer right away since it appears you've been aiding a thief to take my money, and my next call is to the police."

He looked at his phone and then at me and then back at his phone. He spoke into the phone half expecting a different outcome. "You own the place?"

"Yes. I own the place," I said hanging up. "If you doubt me, read the paperwork in front of you and Google any information you like about my company. I'm married to Colin Worthington if you'd like to look that up too. Our wedding was all over the internet." He hung up the phone and Googled Colin, and I could see the color draining out of his face.

"I can understand if you got conned by someone, but you lied to me and are running my business into the ground with those lies. Get your stuff and get out of my restaurant NOW or would you like me to have the police haul you away?"

He didn't know what to do, so he grabbed his things and left out the back door. Nolan jumped around and was high fiving me. "Dude, that was epic? Do you really own the place?"

"Yeah, I really do. Too bad that I had to do that though as I was having fun just being a delivery boy."

"Seriously? You own your own business and you just want to be a delivery boy? Why?"

"Something fun to do," I smiled. "But this sucks, I need a new Manager."

"You know who'd be good at it?" He said.

"You?" I guessed.

"No, I'm only 17 and still need to finish school. I was thinking of Marilyn. She's been here forever and is awesome," he suggested. "So that house I went to with you wasn't your parent's house was it? It's yours?"

"Mine and Colin's," I said smiling.

"Dude that's so hot. I can't wait to be rich like that."

"Well, first things first. Let's get you paid back for all the back money you're owed. I'll go through the payroll and make sure you get everything back." I took him out to the front of the store where the others were. "Hi everyone, could I get your attention for a minute. You all know me, but what you don't know is that I'm not just a delivery boy, I actually own the place and I've just relieved Mr. Singleton of his position." Several people clapped and one called him a total douche. "I also will be making sure that if any of you had money removed from your paycheques, it'll be put back and from now on things run properly. Pizzas get the correct toppings and add-ons and no more sending out wrong items with orders to customers."

I got congratulated from the employees and then took Nolan back to the office. "How about if you become the Assistant Manager? You can do it when you're on in the evening and weekends. I need someone anyway, so you might as well make the extra money. It's like an additional $5 an hour and there's a bonus for making the budget."

"Thanks Justin. I really appreciate that, but I probably would make more money doing deliveries, `cause I get all the tips."

"You can still do the deliveries, but as the assistant manager, you'd get to use the company car."

"We have a company car?" He asked.

"We will as I can't very well let you run around in that unreliable car of yours. I can write it off as an expense and if we buy a car like a Ford Fusion, it'll be energy efficient and as the Assistant Manager doing deliveries, it would be like a perk of the job."

"Okay, then I accept. I knew there was something amazing about you, Justin."

"Thanks." I went to see Marilyn and she almost immediately accepted the offer to become the new manager. She had been pretty vocal about the old manager and worked for the company for the past eight years. I smiled at her enthusiasm.

Nolan and I did deliveries for the night and the energy of the staff seemed greatly improved. I felt good about what I'd done, but I still had to deal with what Landon might have done. When I finally got home, I told Colin about my night and he told me he was proud of me. He suggested that we send some of his accountants to go over the books of the business to see how much Landon had taken and then contact the police to add theft to the charges. If this kept up Landon wouldn't see daylight for a long time. Too bad Canada doesn't have the same crazy prison sentences like America. I love it when someone gets sentenced to life plus a thousand years, eligible for parole after 700 years. How idiotic, yet somehow fun to hear about. The best you can get in Canada is 25 years without the chance for parole, and that's for murder. I was uncharacteristically horny (if you believe that, you probably skipped part of the story thus far) and got down between Colin's legs to rim his hot smooth ass before fucking him and leaving my pizza flavored cum inside him.

I was happy that I could sleep in the next morning as my first class wasn't until 10. I took my time having a leisurely breakfast of Frosted Flakes, coffee and toast with jam. Yummy.

My phone rang and the caller I.D. said it was Kyle. "Hey Kyle," I answered.

"Hey Justin. I rushed out so fast this morning I forgot to shut off my computer, would you mind turning it off for me?"

"Sure no problem. See you at lunch," I said hanging up.

I ran up to his room and found his laptop open in the desk. I went to shut it off and noticed he had his journal up on the screen. I know I promised not to read it again, but he had left it open which basically begged me to read it. I sat down and looked around as if I were being watched on a spy cam. Then I got paranoid and wondered if this was a test and I really was being watched. I went to click on the close button and then saw the first few lines of the entry.

KyleUnfiltered 734.1 I spent the past few days wondering what do with this information that I'd overheard by accident. I was walking past Jason and Alex's room and heard them talking about their trip. They said it proved that they probably only got married because they both thought Alex was dying, and maybe it was unfair to keep it going now that he was in remission. They talked about moving out, but Jason was concerned that Cory and Blake would be upset if they didn't get to spend as much time together. I wasn't sure if I should say anything as it seemed super personal and I was spying after all. They may have just been venting about something, but if they are getting a divorce I'd hate to see any of my family break up. I like all of us being together. Troy is joining the army right after school and I'm gonna miss him tons. If he gets killed I don't know if I can handle it. I am going to University now and I know that aviation is totally my thing. Maybe I can eventually be a pilot on the new Galactic Space Shuttles. As for the whole Jason and Alex thing, I hope someone who maybe knows them better can find a way to prevent them from breaking up, and I really want to go on a trip with Justin for a weekend where it's just him and me. I think that would be wicked fun. I don't get to spend much alone time with him.

I sat back stunned. Divorce? My brother and my best friend? Why would they do that? They are so good together and are always so happy. We all have open relationships, so it's not like they'd be in a sexless marriage, like all straight people. I wondered if maybe Kyle had just heard it wrong, or gotten part of the story incorrect. At least I now knew why he had `accidentally' left his computer on. He knew I'd read it. This sucked. I felt sick. I mean it was like I was getting the divorce. I felt tears begin to run down my face at the thought of it. What would happen now? Maybe they'd just get divorced and nothing else would change. I really wanted to throw up and my stomach was beginning to hurt. I felt like someone had just died.

Don't over react Justin,' I told myself. Maybe Kyle is just playing with you for reading his journal again.' But why would he call and tell you to turn off the computer?' Yeah, why would he. This was real. I just knew it deep in my heart.' Something in my twintuition already had a feeling something was wrong, this just confirmed it. I turned off Kyle's computer and lay on the floor as I was pretty sure I was about to hurl.

I texted Kyle when I felt myself calm a bit. `Dude, I'm gonna skip lunch. Talk to u 2night'

`U ok?' He texted back.

`No'

`Sorry. Figured it was best way to say it.'

`NP. Talk later'

I texted Jason next. `Bro where r u?'

`club. Y?'

`can we talk?'

`sure, wanna come here or me to u?'

`I'll be there in 10 min. C U soon.'

`K'

If we had the Batmobile already, I'd have jumped into it and jetted across town at warp speed, but instead, I took the Aventador. It seemed like it was the right occasion to go super fast.

I pulled up at the club and parked in the back and entered through the receiving door. I found Jason with Jake planning tonight's Best Cock Block contest. I'd find out the details later. Maybe I could enter. "Hey Justin! It's been a while dude. You gotta stop by more," Jake said.

"I know, right. Got the kid now, in University. Running a business. It's taking a lot of time."

"Still hitting on all the hot guys?"

"Uhh, duh! I'm busy not dead. Is the Pope...ummm...whatever the Pope is?"

"Catholic?"

"No, Athiest" I said.

"No, the Pope is Catholic."

"If you say so," I replied trying to grin, but feeling like I was having an out of body experience at the moment. "Nice to see you Jake. I'll try to stop by tonight for the contest."

We hugged and then Jason and I headed up to `Here' for a private conversation. I sat down and wondered if it was too early for a gallon of Margarita's.

"So what's up bro?" He said sitting beside me. I looked over at him and just couldn't hold back any longer. I began to cry and I leaned over to hug him hard. "What's wrong Justin? Are you okay? What's happened?"

"I'm fine. Is it true about you and Alex?" I sniffed as I wiped my eyes on his sleeve. Still don't see the benefit in getting my own sleeve wet in cases like this.

"How did you hear about that?" Jason asked with his arm around me.

"It's a big house with lots of people. So is it true?" I asked holding his hand.

"I think so. We've been talking about it and we both agree it's the right things to do. We're still friends and we're not in any hurry to do it, but I don't think we were meant to be together as a married couple."

"But you guys are so cute together," I said gripping his hand tighter.

"It's not a bad thing, bro. Alex and I will always be friends, but I think he married me because I look like you. You have much more in common with him and deep down I think he's in love with you."

"I love him too, but I'm married and Kyle is my backup spare, so Alex is like third in line for the throne," I said trying to be funny about it all. "What's gonna happen if you get divorced? Are you still gonna live in the house together, or are you planning on moving out, or living in separate bedrooms or what?"

"We haven't gone that far yet, but I think at least one of us should probably move out," he said quietly.

I started to cry again. I didn't want Jason to move out, he's like a part of me. I can't imagine living away from him. Whenever he's been gone for any length of time, I miss him so much my stomach hurts. Jason is my twin, but he's so much more than that to me. He's the one guy I know will always be there for me no matter what happens in our lives. I mean if something went wrong, Colin could divorce me just like Jason and Alex were doing, but Jason couldn't divorce me, we were part of each other. He was ying to my yang. Last time he touched my yang...never mind, I'm getting off track. Tears were running down my face and Jason used his wet sleeve to dry my eyes. "Please don't break up our family Jason. Everyone is so happy and think of the kids. They'll be devastated."

"The kids? Blake and Cory will probably never even know. It's not like we have to share them on weekends or anything. Buddy, don't be upset. It's really okay. We're not in a hurry like I said before, but I need to let Alex go and enjoy his life without feeling committed to me. Plus you know I like girls as much as guys and I kinda want to explore that a bit, without feeling guilty."

"So just live in separate bedrooms, but stay in the house," I said almost begging.

"We've talked about that but it might still feel awkward. Alex wants me to stay for Cory's sake so he keeps getting to hang out with Blake regularly, but I think we should both move out so that it's fair for both of us."

"I want you to both stay, but if one had to go, it would make more sense for it to be Alex. Blake needs Cory around, and I need you. Alex would always be part of the family and we'd make sure he had a condo or a house somewhere."

"I promise Justin, it'll be okay. Everyone will still be fine and it's not like Alex won't be around. We're all friends."

"Please don't move out Jason. I hate it when we're apart. Even if you date girls, we can always have the house decontaminated once they leave."

"Funny! You know that one day we'll have to move apart, right? But we'll always be closer than most brothers, buddy," he said hugging me.

"No, I don't know that we have to move apart sometime. The house is big enough for us and our families, and probably their families when they grow up. I want Blake to live with us with his girlfriend or boyfriend."

"At the rate he's going, he'll be like Kyle. He'll have multiple partners all at once. He's turning into a mini Kyle." I laughed and sniffed at the same time. He wasn't wrong about that. Blake and Kyle would be hosting orgies while Colin and I were jetting around the world to exotic locations in our golden years. I figure I still have 20 years before that happens though.

"Well for the record, I'm not happy about you getting divorced. Are you planning on telling anyone?"

"When we decide what we're doing we will, but right now it's not a priority, so it's just normal for now. I already know what you're gonna ask, and yes, you can tell Colin as long as we keep it to the four of us."

I didn't tell him it was actually five of us. I hugged him again and he hugged me back tighter and told me that it really was okay. I kinda felt better on the surface, but in my heart it felt like part of our life was coming to an end. It made me worry about me and Colin. If it could happen to my brother, it could happen to me, and I immediately made a promise to myself to be a better husband and appreciate what I had. I felt so bad and even though Jason seemed fine with it, I wasn't. We hugged for a while and then I said I better get going or I'd be here all day. I stood up and headed for the door and then it hit me.

"I have it!" I shrieked running back to Jason and jumping on him, knocking him backward on the couch.

"Well don't give it to me, I haven't had all my shots!" Jason Laughed as I sat on his chest and leaned in to look at him.

"Dude! You live in the house and Alex can move into the bachelor suite. It has its own entrance and it would be like his own apartment where he could have privacy but still join in with us when he wanted to."

"That's brilliant! I think that might work. I knew you were a genius."

"Duh! I've know it since birth. Way to catch up bro." I grinned as I leaned down and kissed him.

"Keep that up and I'm gonna end up with a boner. I'm kinda horny."

"So let's fuck. I have time," I grinned.

"Keep it in your pants bro. We'll have a twin night tonight."

"Epic! Your place or mine?" I grinned.

"How about the bachelor suite to make sure it's a good place for Alex if he wants it?"

We agreed and I was actually looking forward to a night with Jason. I headed over to the school to pick up the kids and I smiled as I watched Blake come out holding hands with his girlfriend Melissa and Cory on the other side. He looked so cute and I could almost picture the grown up version of him with a girl like that. I guess I can handle him being straight. It's not his fault that he was born that way. Maybe it's just a phase that he'll grow out of. I can't imagine how hard it will be for him growing up like that. Having to look at pussy instead of cock, dealing with the monthly girl thing, having to put up with makeup, perfumes and girl products all over the bathroom. The poor kid, but we'll love him no matter what. I just hope he keeps his good fashion sense and great hair. I dropped Cory at home and didn't embarrass Blake about his girlfriend. I figure he'll talk about her or ask questions when he's ready. He discussed his classes and some of the homework he had, but nothing out of the ordinary. That night Jason, Alex, Colin and I went to the club for a fun night out. When the DJ announced that it was time for contestants to come up for the Best Cock Block, I wondered if I should go up, but it would be an unfair contest. I'd win for sure, especially since Ryan wasn't there with his 9 incher.

It was another 15 minutes before the curtain opened up on the stage to reveal a long wall with only dicks and balls showing through. It looked like a white board glory hole with numbers from 1 to 20 across the top. Now that's my favorite type of wall. It was how I imagined a gay candy store would look like. I wondered if we would be allowed to go and take a lick of the candy later. The drag queen hosting the show said that this contest was a multi-part competition.

"Hello bitches!" She said. "Tonight we're gonna need volunteers for our `Best Cock Block competition.'" About two hundred hands shot up and the spotlight flew around the room until it landed on a really cute young looking guy. He almost looked like a first timer and the crowd cheered as his face showed up on the LED monitor to go up. Another four guys were chosen. As each one came up the drag queen gave them a kiss and a squeeze of their ass.

"Our first part of the competition is to measure all the cocks in their limp state as they hang out waiting to be admired. Write the measurement on the wall well above the cock." One by one the cocks were measured and I think some of the volunteers were handling them more than needed. Once they were done, the longest cock was circled on the board. "And we have a winner in the first part of the competition. We need five more volunteers to come up." They were chosen and all the volunteers were told to stand up against the wall between two cocks and face out to the crowd. "It's time to see who is a show-er and who is a grower. Take hold of the cock to your left and the cock to your right and begin stroking them boys. You have two minutes to get the contestants hard and then we'll measure again." The 10 volunteers began to jerk off the cocks in the holes and the guys in the crowd were cheering everyone on. I felt myself growing in my own pants and I figured there probably wasn't a soft cock in the building right now. It was obvious with the guys on stage doing the fluffing that they were all hard too. Once the two minutes was up, the volunteers measured the cocks they had been stroking and put up the new sizes on the board, some of which were impressive. Others just average. The host of the show went down and subtracted the limp score from the hard score and then circled the guy who had gained the most from limp to hard. It was the guy who had 3½ inches soft and 9 inches hard. One guy was 6 inches soft but only 7 inches hard. I could clearly see that this competition wasn't so much sexual as educational. It goes to prove that just because the guy has a nice bulging package it doesn't mean that he's gonna have a big bone for you to play with later.

"Now let's see which cock and balls you all like. Watch the monitors for noise level and scream your tight little asses off for the cock you would most like to take home and mount...on the wall." She went down the line and took the opportunity to touch and hold every cock as the crowd cheered for their favorite. Each score that showed upon the monitors from the noise level was recorded on the board. I so would have been the host of this competition if someone had asked. Some guys had nice tight balls, others had low hangers, some were cut, others uncut. Straight and curved. There were all types of dicks and it was like a buffet, but the winner was a guy with an 8 inch cut dick with nice, smooth tight balls. It was almost a perfect one so no wonder he won the audience choice. It looked a lot like mine, and before you think it was one of my brothers, it wasn't.

"Now who wants to see us finish these contestants off and relieve them of their loads?" The crowd yelled and screamed. "I can't hear you bitches. Who wants to see white jets of hot cum flying across the stage?" The noise got even louder. She was fueling the frenzy. I had no doubt that as soon as this was over there wouldn't be an inch of space down in the cell'r.

"Okay contestants, we know which of you won for biggest flaccid cock, and largest erection, as well as best grower and audience choice. Now if you want to relieve those boners stay where you are and we'll get you to show how far those canons fire. Last one to cum wins $500. If you don't want to cum to the finale, pull out now and go pick up your prize or prizes from the DJ." They each got a hundred dollars for any win in their category. It was all anonymous to the rest of us as they could exit the stage to the left without being seen, except by the guys already in the competition. Their number was probably how they would claim their prize. About 7 of the 20 dicks pulled out and disappeared. The rest remained. The volunteers got to work on jerking off the contestants. When the young guy first selected bent over to suck the cock he was playing with, the drag queen went over and slapped him on the head. "Now now boy, this is a family event. I'm sure if you want some cock there are a few thousand guys who will be eager to please. Wouldn't you boys? Who would like to take our young friend home for the night?" The crowd screamed loudly and the DJ turned the noise monitor back on and the screams almost blew it right off the wall. The kid blushed as he stood up and went back to jerking off the cocks he had his hands around, but the drag queen wasn't finished with him. She had sunk her teeth into the newbie and wasn't about to let him get away that easily. She went up and took hold of his ass. "Isn't this the cutest bubble butt you've ever seen?" she announced and she showed his perky ass to everyone. She reached around and popped undid the boys belt, which on baggy pants made them slip down slightly to reveal his purple boxer briefs. It was beginning to look like a Justin Bieber concert. She put her hand inside his pants and took hold. "Oh, boys! You're gonna have to take a feel of this. It's as hard and firm as a virgin. She lowered his pants even further to reveal more of his ass and it really did look perfect. Then she slipped her hand inside his underwear and felt him up. I figured the boy might shoot his own load in a couple seconds. The whole time the boy was stroking the cock in front of him as the competition continued. I wasn't sure what to look at. She then went to lower the back of his underwear but his hand came back to stop her. She put down the microphone and said something to his ear and he let nodded and allowed her to show off his smooth bubble butt. I'm surprised there wasn't a mad rush for the stage to fuck this boy. I mean I found myself moving in to get a better look and drool over what it would be like to be in there. "Maybe we should have a butt judging contest," the host said. "Who would vote for our young friend here?" The crowd roared again and I'm sure the boy's bum blushed this time. She looked around at the front of him and pulled his underwear out to see what he was packing. "Oh my! You boys should see this. Such a delicious meal. Almost big enough for two. Do you have a boyfriend?"

"No," he said nervously.

"Fabulous. Come to my dressing room later and I'll work on correcting that," she laughed as we noticed her hand slip inside to grab the boys cock. He couldn't hold back any longer and ended up shooting into his underwear. The drag queen made a point of pulling her dripping hand out and licking her fingers so we could all see. The boy quickly yanked his underwear back up and she whispered in his ear again and we saw him nod. I guess she was trying to reassure him that it was okay. Our attention returned to the competition where one after another the guys on stage shot their loads. It was like a choreographed fountain of musical cumshots. The last guy standing won the money and we watched as two guys went to work on him to finally get him to blow a load and a half. I'm sure it shot 20 feet across the stage. The host said that tomorrow was assless underwear night and drinks for those showing up with their bums out would have half price drinks. The curtain closed and the music began again. I danced with Colin, Jason and Alex in the middle of the floor. My dick was still hard thinking about the young guy who had just been jerked off unexpectedly. No doubt that guy was getting laid tonight...probably by a hundred people. Nothing like a good marketing campaign to get yourself a boyfriend.

As we danced a guy came over to join us and gave Colin a hug. He had two earrings, an eyebrow ring and a nose ring. I could also see when he talked that his tongue was pierced. "Justin, this is Chaz. He's one of my architects. He's Rory's older brother."

"He nice to meet you. I've heard lots about you," I said lying somewhat. I hadn't heard much at all except basically what Colin had just repeated about him. I certainly didn't know that he was pierced.

"Chaz is one of my best architects," Colin smiled.

"Cool. I like the piercings," I said to make conversation.

"That's just the beginning of them," Colin smiled as he unbuttoned Chaz's shirt to show off his nipple rings. I'm not a huge fan of piercings, but he had such nice tits that they actually looked really good on him. "Let him see the rest," Colin grinned as he took hold of the front of Chaz's pants and opened them revealing that he wasn't wearing underwear. Obviously Colin had been with this guy or at least knew him well enough to be able to undress him. Colin reached in and pulled out Chaz's cock and balls. The first thing I noticed was the big prince albert hanging from the end of his cock. It looked as big as the head of his dick.

"Holy crap! Doesn't that make it hard to fuck with that in?" I asked slightly impressed at the size of it.

"Bend over and I'll show you," he laughed. He also had a metal bar piercings to the right and left above his cock, forming like a `V' to his groin. Then Colin lifted up Chaz's balls to show he had a ring at the back of them where his ass started.

"It's a good thing we don't have metal detectors to get in here or you'd be getting stripped searched," I laughed.

"And the down side is what exactly?" He laughed. "I've sometimes left them in at the airport if I'm not in a hurry and I usually get searched. Other times I take them all out to avoid the hassle." He put everything away and gave Colin another hug as he headed off into the crowd.

"Well he seems completely different to his brother," I smirked. "So have you two hooked up at work?" I asked looking at Colin for a clue.

"No, but Chaz likes to show off his piercings and doesn't mind people touching his body, so why not take advantage of it. Why, are you jealous babe?"

"No, he's not really my type. I like a nipple ring, but the others don't do much for me."

"Aww too bad. I was going to get a couple prince alberts and some hoop rings on my balls," Colin teased.

"Don't you dare!" I grinned as I pressed against him and kissed his lips. "I like you just the way you are. You're not even allowed to get older." Colin just grinned as he squeezed my ass and pulled me closer. We danced together as if we were the only two in the room and I almost melted into him. I should be a raging horny dude right now running off to the cell'r to try and find the cute boy from the stage, but I was having fun just being with Colin. We had a great night with just the four of us, and I got to take care of my raging hormones with Colin until the early hours of the morning once we got home. I think I must have cum four times. Jason and I agreed to do twin night tomorrow.

After we'd had dinner the next day, Jason and I spent an incredible evening in the bachelor suite together. We made popcorn hung out in our underwear and watched a movie on the couch before going to bed together. It was like we were kids again and climbing in with each other. Only this time we had some adult fun. We still had the twin thing going as we made out trying to stay equal. We 69ed and rimmed each other and then fucked. I was the bottom first and then Jason went next after he'd filled up my hole. Whatever he did to me, I did back to him and vice versa. We slept in each other arms so tight it was like we were back in the womb together, only he didn't keep kicking me in the nuts like when we were in there. He insists he wouldn't have done that, but I totally remember him doing it. I even remember him pushing me out first and telling me to go check and see what it was like out there. He denies that too. Jason has such a great cock and ass, and getting inside him feels so amazing as his ass is velvety smooth and tight. No wonder I'm so popular if having sex with me is that incredible. Well, I used to be that hot...but apparently not to Dickson.

The rest of the week was uneventful with Blake going to Scouts and swimming and Kyle and I going to classes and hanging out at lunch with our group. It was a slightly different feel now that we'd all been together and seen each other in a sexual way. Dickson had dropped three points on my Justin scale of hot. He was now only a 15 out of 10. He used to be an 18. It's a very generous scale. Just being a guy gets you a 5, being a gay guy is an automatic 7 and a blond smooth gay guy is an 8. Swimmer build is an additional point, a dick over 8 inches gets you another point, versatile is another, sleeping with me gets 5 points, killer eye color is another point, button nose is another point, bubble butt...you get the idea. So on a scale of 1 to 10 some guys would be 5 others could be an 18 or 19.

On Friday after dinner, Blake came down with his backpack and his leather jacket on. "See ya later," he said happily.

"Where are you going?" I asked curiously.

"Oh, Kyle and me are going to Wonderland. We'll be back Sunday night in time for me to do my homework."

"Oh you are are you? Wonderland is in Toronto isn't it?"

"Yeah, Kyle and me are taking the plane and staying in a hotel."

Just as he was explaining it, Kyle strolled down in his leather jacket with a backpack. It appeared that Kyle now had a `mini me'. "So I hear you and Blake are going to Toronto for the weekend?"

"Yeah, I mentioned it to Colin and he said it was okay. I thought he would have told you. Is it alright?"

"Of course. I'm sure Colin just forgot to tell me. He's been pretty busy this week. He's just finishing the renovations on another building so he's been getting intense as he tries to sell it. You gonna behave yourself Blake?"

"Me? I'm always good. You know that Dad. Plus Kyle will make sure I don't get into trouble or nuthin'. He's gonna let me fly the plane too, and I get to go on all the adult rides. Right Kyle?"

"Right."

"I like adult rides myself, right Kyle?" I said grinning at him.

"They're the best he said," he said grinning. We both knew we weren't talking about rides at Wonderland now. With Blake being so taken with Kyle now, I wondered when he would try something again. He'd already blown Kyle once and I had a feeling that he would eventually try something again. Or maybe would be completely straight and Kyle would just be his brother and all this would be a distant memory. "Have fun and make sure you listen to Kyle or he'll bring you home instantly."

"I promise, Dad. Come one Kyle we gotta go. We can take my car," he said running for the car keys.

"I could drive you to the airport if you need a ride," I offered.

"It's all good. We're having a luxury weekend and taking the limo. We'll be at the Hilton Markham if you can't reach us by cell."

"I have my phone too, if you need me," Blake said as he came and hugged me goodbye. I went to the door with them and waited together for the limo and waved as they took off. I couldn't wait to hear their stories when they returned. It was great to see Kyle and Blake bonding so well. It was good for him to have an older brother, and even though there wasn't that much of a difference between Kyle and me, he wasn't an authority figure for Blake. He could break the rules and feel like they were getting away with things.

Colin and I took the opportunity for some alone time and went to Bare Island for a romantic getaway. I felt like a castaway and could see myself retiring to this island and living like Tarzan. Tarzan with a multimillion dollar boat, a super fancy house and no loin cloth. I'd have a wicked all over tan and Colin and I would go fishing for our dinner, search for coconuts, and have fresh vegetables. Of course, we'd get all that from Safeway on our weekly trip to the city, but otherwise we'd live on our private island. I may invite a few young houseboys over to clean the place and spice up the week for us. We'd have sex with them just to help us stay young...if we could still get our dicks hard by then. I haven't Googled when your cock stops working as I really didn't want to know when my life would be over. I would keep going and use Viagra until that stopped working, and then I might go and get a penis implant or something. But I think by then I probably will have run out of guys to have sex with anyway. We didn't wear clothes around the island as that was kinda the whole point; even when we went for a stroll to the beach and into the woods. The next day after breakfast we decided to take a side trip over to Vancouver Island and go to the Butchart gardens. Something about needing time to stop and smell the flowers. Literally. The gardens are amazing and started in an old quarry and are now one of the best in the world. We walked around the grounds holding hands, feeding each other and taking lots of pictures of all the incredible plants and each other. No one even seemed to notice us walking arm in arm. It was almost as if we were a married couple. Oh wait, we are. I mean an OLD married couple. I have to admit that if sex stopped tomorrow I could be happy knowing I had Colin to be with forever. Of course I'd have a constant boner sleeping up against him and my penis might accidentally' slip in his bum a few times a night, but we wouldn't consider it sex. It would be just us getting close. We returned home Sunday evening and the house was empty. I have to admit I kinda miss Blake when he's not home. He was always good for something unexpected or at least to be added noise with his energy level. We had got a text from Troy saying he was out with Marvin' at a movie and Lucas was still at work with J.P.

I couldn't wait for the premiere of their new show in a couple of weeks to see how J.P. looked on TV. This was gonna be epic. Even though I wasn't in the show I was about to become a star. First because people would think I was J.P., and then because they'd think I was one of the triplets. I hope the show became a breakout hit for the sake of the guys. Ryan was even enjoying his small role in it, and if he connected with the audience he could get a bigger part. Just having a major porn star in the background could boost the ratings amongst gay guys as they waited for him to do something erotic. I kept waiting for him to do something erotic around the house when he was here and he never failed to disappoint.

Colin and I dressed up and jumped in the Lamborghini to head out to dinner at a really expensive restaurant. He looked so hot in his suit and he said I did too. We looked like we had just come from a wedding. We acted like grown-ups and had the most amazing meal ever. We had chateaubriand, lobster and a flaming cherries jubilee, plus the required martini's. My favorite was still the Toblerone and I had several. I think we might be calling the limo service to take us home and drive the car back to the house. When you're rich you can do that...apparently. That's what Colin said we'd do and he knows stuff like this. Once we were finished dinner we headed out to the limo and took the long way home through Stanley park, stopping to enjoy the evening air for a while and look at the stars. Then when we finally got home we checked out the other stars as Marvin' and Lucas were home. We decided to all sleep together and although it was a tight fit, all of us crashed in the one bed after we'd exhausted each other with as much sex as we could handle. I avoided fucking Lucas even though I really wanted to. I decided I would do that when I had him alone and all to myself. He may have given his cherry to Marvin', but there was still some fruit in there to be picked.

Later the next day, Kyle and Blake returned home and it was obvious that they'd had an amazing time. "So did you have fun?" I asked as he bounced into the kitchen with all new clothes.

"It was epic! We rocked out with our cocks out!" he said grinning.

"You did huh? I hope no one saw it."

"It's just an expression. We did the coolest rides and I rode the Dragon Fire and Behemoth and Leviathan. I almost pukes twice. It was so awesome, Dad! You gotta come with us next time. Maybe we could go next weekend and take Cory too."

"Hopefully you didn't wear Kyle out," Colin laughed.

"Nah, he kept showing me all the best rides. We had so much food, I think I gained 10 pounds."

"I see you got new clothes too. They look good on you," I complimented. He opened his Wonderland jacket to show me his black Behemoth T-shirt and a new silver chain.

"I also got some new shorts for swimming and a speedo for diving as I needed a bigger one now. You know because of puberty and stuff. Kyle got lots of stuff too," he said as Kyle wandered up to us.

"Yeah, we had a blast," Kyle admitted. "But just for the record, it wasn't my fault. He vanished for an hour and left me in a bit of a panic."

"What wasn't your fault?" I asked.

"Go ahead Blake. Show your Dad's what you did." Blake looked at Kyle and there was something in his look I couldn't place, but he removed his jacket to show us his forearm. He had a large tattoo of a dragon on one arm and a tiger on the other. At first I was about to say something, but when Colin gripped my leg and smiled, I looked closer. They were realistic looking tattoos but they weren't real. We played along.

"Oh my god! What did you do Blake? Why would you do that?" I said trying to sound upset.

"I wanted to have tattoos like you, Dad. Kyle said I wasn't old enough, but I proved him wrong. Do you like them?" He said coming closer to show them off.

"Yeah, they look great, but your body is still growing. By the time you're an adult those tattoos will be all out of shape. You shouldn't have taken off on Kyle. I guess we'll have to ground you for a while. Maybe a month. What do you think Colin?" I said trying to keep my upset demeanor.

"I think this is pretty serious. Running off, getting tattoos, scaring Kyle. I think 3 months would be better," he said.

"No! We're just fooling you," Blake said grinning. "They're not real. They will wear off in a month. Kyle was there when I got them. We were just joking with you."

"Well that's good because it would have been really painful if we'd had to scrub a real tattoo off you with steel wool and a metal brush. It would leave you all scarred up," Colin said quickly. Blake came over and gave both of us a hug.

"You're not mad are you?" He asked looking at us carefully.

"No, of course not. You sound like you had a great time," I replied.

"I got you guys something too." He ran off to where they had put their backpacks and extra packages and ran back with a bag that he handed to us. Inside was a couple of wonderland T-shirts, a couple travel coffee mugs, and a framed picture of him and Kyle on one of the rollercoasters. He pointed out where he was in the picture. We put it on the table in the great room and gave him a big hug.

"I gotta go show everyone else my tattoos," Blake said excitedly as he ran off.

"Sounds like you two had a great weekend. Hope he didn't wear you out," I smiled as Kyle sat down beside me.

"Not at all, he was so much fun to have around. He was like a guy and chick magnet. He was so energetic and outgoing that everyone came up and talked to me about him. It was like having a cute puppy around. Blake didn't do so bad either. He made friends with a few guys at the park and at the hotel he was totally hanging out with two girls about his age who thought he was really cute. He even got their numbers and texted them when we were back in the room. From the boner he had, I'd say his interest is rapidly moving towards girls."

"I kinda had a feeling," I smiled.

"Of course it didn't stop him from climbing into bed with me during the night, even though he had his own bed. But don't worry nothing happened. Well not until morning when he asked if we could jerk off together. Hope that was okay."

"No worries. Pretty normal thing to do," I smiled. "No one should be ashamed of whackin' it, even a 12 year old."

"As long as he knows the right and wrong time to do it," Colin laughed. "We don't need him doing it at school or in a public park." I'm pretty sure we all pictured him doing it just to shock people.

When Blake came back downstairs he was shirtless in yellow and green Billabong board shorts "I'm just going swimming Dad. It was a long trip and I need to hit the hot tub."

"Won't that wash your tattoo off?" I asked grinning.

"No. It has to wear off eventually. You guys gonna come swimming with me?"

"What's with the shorts?" Colin asked since he never wore anything to swim in.

"They're new. Kyle and me bought a few pairs while we were there. I'm just gonna test them out," he explained as if we were stupid. We followed him down to the pool and watched as he dove into the water as we all undressed and jumped in after him. We threw him around and played games for a while until he had had enough and we sent him to his room to do his homework. We got the usual complaints but he did head off. Colin and I played with Kyle making sure to thank him properly for taking Blake away for the weekend. He couldn't say anything as he was being spit roast at the moment, but I think he appreciated the thank you.

End of Chapter. Lots more to come as we get ready for the premiere of the new TV show.

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