The Society Boys

The Society Boys By Connor Matthews

Chapter 59 -- Home

Colin had said he was going to send the limo for us, but I told him that it was better if we just grabbed a taxi from the airport. No need for J.P. to think we were showing off, although after the plane, I'm sure that was a moot point. We got to the house and as we walked in the door, I yelled hi.

"We're down here," Colin yelled back. We dropped the suitcases at the door and ran down to greet them. Kyle, Troy, Alex and Colin were all there.

"Hey guys, welcome back!" said Kyle as he turned to greet us. "Whoa!" he said as they all stopped to look at us. They hadn't seen J.P. with his new haircut and we had decided to have some fun with them. We changed clothes on the plane and were standing there silently grinning.

Troy was the first one to speak. "Which one is which?" he said as he looked at us.

"I have no idea," said Alex. "I guess I'll have to kiss each one to be able to tell you for sure."

Kyle was grinning and went up to Jason. "Well, this is Jason," he said to Alex putting the two of them together. "But as for the other two, I actually have no idea. They have identical auras. Colin, can you tell them apart?"

Colin walked around us and looked closely. Then he smiled and leaned in to smell us. "This is Justin," he smiled pulling J.P. forward. Changing clothes worked. Kyle did the same thing and tentatively agreed.

Jason looked at us and said "J.P., you remember the guys right? Colin, Alex and Troy?"

"Oui," said J.P. shocking my boyfriend who was sure he had picked me. We broke into a fit of laughter and then properly greeted them with kisses and hugs.

"I've wanted to trick you like that since the first time we met and finally have. Woo hoo! I can cross that off my bucket list" I giggled. Both Colin and Kyle were shocked that they got it wrong.

"J.P., from now on you'll have to be shirtless around here," said Colin as he gave him a big hug.

"Just shirtless?" he asked grinning. We took the suitcases upstairs and showed J.P. his room for the week. Then we gave the grand tour. He was truly impressed by the house and the fact that we had two hot tubs and an outdoor pool.

"You guys tired?" asked Colin.

"No, we slept on the plane," I told him, "but we are hungry, so why don't we go get something to eat. We agreed and went to get the cars. I had forgotten about the Lamborghini in the garage, but as soon as J.P. saw it, his eyes shot out of his head. Kind of the same reaction I had the first time. He walked around the car checking it out from every angle. "We can take it out after dinner if you want." I told him. He lit up and agreed.

We took the two Camaros and met up at the Fountainhead Pub on Davie Street in the gay village. A big discussion that had taken place in the city lately, and in fact in most of Canada, was whether we needed gay neighborhoods anymore. It was fun to have them, but since we had equality there really was no need for the separate gay areas. Apparently in the old days guys had to go to gay clubs and businesses to feel safe as a group, now it just wasn't necessary. Others felt that we should continue them as a sense of community and to meet like-minded people. Personally I enjoyed them as it was fun to know that the guys were gay.

Kyle had called Aaron and he was on the way to join us as well. We took a table and even Troy seemed to enjoy it. This was a much more casual place and the food was the type you could eat with your fingers if you wanted to. Kyle told me that he had been taking Troy out a lot to get him used to restaurants so he was a lot more comfortable in this environment now. We saw a few of our friends and those that recognized us from The Slam'r. When they saw the three of us, they did a double take and seemed a little surprised. One guy even came up and told us he loved seeing us on TV at the Hockey game. Apparently our 15 minutes of fame still continued.

"So, while you guys were away, I actually had a call from the Canucks office and they offered us tickets to a home game if we wanted to go. They said they would like you to be in the stands again," said Colin smiling at us. "Looks like you guys really stirred things up."

"As long as I don't have to wear a Canucks Jersey," laughed J.P. "I brought my Habs jersey with me!" We all grinned at doing that again.

"Sure, let's call them back and see if we can go to another game this week," said Jason.

Kyle spoke up as he saw his boyfriend coming in the door. "Oh by the way, I never told Aaron about J.P." he smiled.

"That's evil," I said but secretly would have done the same thing if I'd been in his shoes.

"Hi Babe!" he said as he stood up to hug his partner. They kissed and Aaron sat down. He looked at us and welcomed us back. Then he saw an extra face and pointed at two of us, then at the third.

"What? Huh? I'm confused. Is there a factory cloning copies of you guys now?" he said totally shocked.

"Aaron, meet J.P., our brother," said Jason as he introduced them. "J.P., this is Aaron, Kyle's boyfriend."

They shook hands "I've heard a lot about you," said J.P. in his French accent causing Aaron to raise an eyebrow.

"I wish I'd heard about you," said Aaron as he smiled at him. We explained the story quickly to him and he just shook his head. "Seriously, it was hard enough with two. Can we get you guys marked or something so we can figure out who is who. Maybe a collar or shirts with your names on it."

After we ordered dinner and while we were waiting, I had an idea based on what Aaron had just said. "I'll be right back," I said as I stood up and left for a couple minutes. I ran across the street to the custom T-shirt shop and ordered three shirts which they quickly made up for me. Then I ran back to the restaurant.

"Where did you go?" asked Colin. I opened the bag I had and pulled out two T-shirts and gave one to Jason and J.P. They showed them and they said `I'm with ugly.' One with an arrow pointing left and the other with an arrow pointing right.

"You realize that if you're standing in the middle, you'll be the one being insulted?" said Colin grinning. I pulled out my T-shirt which said `I'm with blind people' and arrows pointing both ways. I had got them in different colors since I still wasn't a fan of us dressing alike. The guys laughed and said we should put them on immediately.

After dinner we took a walk and showed J.P. the few blocks that was the gay area, although there really wasn't much to see compared to Montreal. Hell only one of the four bath houses was even on the street. After our brief tour, we went back home and as promised; I took J.P. for a ride in the Lamborghini. We toured the city and I showed him a few spots that I thought he might like before we got home. Once we arrived back, Forrest and Jared had dropped by and let us know they were now boyfriends and wanted to meet our new brother. Then Jake and TJ stopped by as well before they headed over to the club. Jason and Alex headed home and I finally felt the exhaustion of the day.

J.P. commented on the bathrooms and the fact that we had bidets.

"What's a bidet?" asked Troy as he listened in.

"It's used to clean your butt after you use the bathroom," he explained.

"You have that?" he asked frowning.

"Troy, you've been over here a lot. Have you never noticed them in the bathroom next to the toilet?" asked Colin.

"Nope. All I've seen is the toilet, sink, fountain and shower." He said. "What does it look like?"

I began to laugh. I knew exactly what he meant as it was the exact same thing I said when we first saw the house. "The fountain is the bidet."

"So you mean, it's not a water fountain," he said looking suddenly horrified. Then he looked positively grey as if he was going to be sick.

"No. You use it to clean your ass out after using the toilet and it is also used as an enema for when you need to clean yourself out before sex."

"Please tell me that you don't shove that metal nozzle up your ass," he said looking at us pleadingly.

"'Fraid so," I told him. He stood up and ran to the kitchen and we heard the water running, then he gargled and spit into the sink. This went on for ages before I went up to see what he was doing. "What's up buddy?" I asked already well aware of what was up.

"I've been using it as a drinking fountain each time, I've been here. I had no idea that it had been up your asses," I feel so stupid.

"Don't worry Troy, the first time I saw them I thought they were drinking fountains too. You're not that stupid," I said comforting him.

"They're all going to laugh at me now. I really am dumb aren't I?"

"Troy, look at me. You are definitely not dumb. You're a street smart guy that has had more life experience for your age than anyone else I know. So what if you don't know what a bidet is or that you're not used to fancy restaurants. You are a caring, friendly person with a great attitude and a wonderful heart. What more do you need?"

"Maybe I should learn other stuff though. I issued to go to school but since I had all this trouble, I haven't been back. When Kyle and the other guys come over and do homework I have no idea what they are doing or even talking about. I was thinking, maybe I could go to school."

"I think that it's worth looking into, but we'd need to do something else first. Since you are still technically a foster kid, we'd have to figure out a way to get you out of the system and on your own or they might just take you into custody until you're 18."

"No way. I'd rather live on the street again than go back there. Don't worry about it, I don't need school," he said looking a bit unhappy.

"Don't give up so easy sweetie. There are lots of options. Hiring a tutor, private school, etc. Let's just look into it and if you really want to learn, we'll help."

Troy threw his arms around my neck and kissed me. Thank god he'd been drinking tap water and not from the `water fountain'.

"So that's what you two are doing," said Colin as he came into the kitchen. "Making out together."

"No, I was just...I ...ummm... I wasn't doing anything," stammered Troy thinking Colin was upset with him.

"I'm just kidding you Troy," said Colin as he came and hugged him tight and gave him a kiss as well. "Anytime you're happy, we're happy."

"How come you guys are so nice?"

"Cause being mean is no way to live," he said as we walked back to the Activity room where everyone else was hanging out. No one said a thing about the bidet, so Troy just plopped down on the couch with Kyle.

Aaron and J.P. had just finished a game of pool and I was starting to nod off. "Guys, I'm heading for bed. I'm done. I'll see you in the morning." Kyle saw Aaron to the door and kissed him goodnight. Troy asked if he could spend the night and Kyle would drop him off at home in the morning on his way to school. Colin and I locked the house and made sure J.P. had what he needed before heading to bed. We made love for a while before drifting off to sleep in each other's arms. It was good to be back in bed with my boyfriend. For all the activities and things that we did, it just felt so safe to be in his arms in our bed.

I stayed up against him the whole night and would have slept in if it hadn't been for Kyle coming in to say goodbye. He said Troy was leaving with him and he kissed me and told me he was glad I was home.

J.P. knocked a half hour later and asked if we were up. He was still a bit jet lagged and asked if we minded if he got something to eat. We reminded him that our house was his house and he could do whatever he wanted.

We got up and went down to breakfast with him.

I had texted Jason and we were going to meet at my parent's house to introduce J.P. to them and see if we could get the rest of the story. I was still pissed off and not looking forward to it at all. Don't get me wrong I loved my parents but they had been lying to me my entire life and not bothered to tell us that we were adopted or that we had another identical brother. I'm not sure that would be ever easy to forgive.

J.P. and I arrived at the house and met Jason. We all went into the living room and sat down with my parents. The introduced themselves to Jean Paul and were obviously as upset as Mary had been that we had been kept apart our whole lives.

My parents began by apologizing for not telling us that we were adopted and that they realized that they should have done that earlier. "It doesn't change the fact that we still love you and that you are both our sons."

"Maybe," I said "but how the hell could you keep the fact that we were triplets from us? Jesus, he's part of us. We missed out on having J.P. in our lives and he missed out on having brothers completely. How do we forgive you for that?"

"Boys, once we knew that there were three of you, we tried to find your brother. The courts refused to give up the information as it was a closed adoption and we tried with several lawyers and even with the hospital to find out what happened to the third baby. All we could find out was that they had moved out of the province, and as it wasn't a crime, there are no federal regulations for us to be able to find information outside the province. We eventually gave up and decided not to tell you as we weren't sure how it would affect you as you grew up, knowing that you had another brother somewhere. We thought maybe it would be better for you not to know. I know it doesn't make it better, but until you phoned us, we had completely put it out of our minds. We're sorry. Jean Paul we really did try to find you."

My Mom was crying and I could see how hurt she was. "So how come the hospital wasn't sued over this? They broke up three babies, all identical and related. Isn't there some law to prevent that? I mean we all have identical DNA. Shouldn't someone have made a record of that in case of something in the future that required DNA tests?" asked Jason.

"Apparently not. From what we could find there was nothing illegal about it and the hospital had to place three babies, so they did," explained my Mom.

"So maybe we should go to the media and tell our story and see if we can get the law changed," I said still pissed off, but perhaps not as pissed as I was. My parents should still have told us that we were adopted and that we had a brother. We talked for a little while longer and the conversation turned more to J.P. and my parents finding out something about him. Then they did the required `how to embarrass your sons' routine of bringing out the family photos. I always wonder why parents take naked pictures of their kids in the tub or dressed in a cowboy outfit. Well dressed in a cowboy hat and guns, and nothing else. J.P. laughed at them and said his mom had lots of pictures of him like that. I guess we shouldn't be embarrassed around J.P., especially since we had seen him naked recently. But my parents liked to show these pictures to other visitors as well. Hell, I wouldn't be surprised if they showed up at weddings or when I became Prime Minister or Emperor.

We all had lunch together and then the three of us decided it was time to go and show J.P. more of the city. I didn't forgive my parents for what they did but I wasn't openly hostile either. I understood what had happened and I may ask Colin whether we should get a lawyer involved but it wouldn't change anything. All we might get is an apology.

The rest of the week in Vancouver was very similar to our week in Montreal. Even though we were well known, the addition of a third brother seemed to have catapulted us to celebrity status in town. We did go to the Canucks game. J.P. in his Montreal Jersey and us in Canucks, but we were playing the Calgary Flames. We doused those suckers! Now they're the Calgary Embers! The Canucks mad a big deal of us and once again we hit the scoreboard and were given another interview. I still didn't really like hockey, but it was fun to have our 15 minutes of fame again.

J.P. really liked the club and was treated like Jason and I. As far as everyone else was concerned, he was as much an owner as we were and we agreed that he should be treated like that. Jake and TJ were playing downstairs one night after the club had closed and we went down to see them. TJ begged to be used by the three of us and Jake decided to film it. As TJ got into position on the sling and raised his legs into the straps, J.P. was at one end and Jason was at the other. Jake thought he was a movie producer and yelled action. I almost laughed as the guys simultaneously entered TJ from both ends. It took a second for TJ to go rock hard so I swallowed his dick to give him a great blowjob. Jake walked around us and got every camera angle he could as his boyfriend was being used by triplets. We trusted him and knew that he would never post it anywhere, but I was sure that this video would give the two of them jerk off material for years to come. If didn't take long for us to satisfy TJ and take his load. But like all good friends you should give AND take, so as I took his sweet jizz, Jason and J.P. gave him their loads. Jake must have felt left out, but he zoomed in for the money shots where he could find them. I had to admit that having J.P. around was a lot of fun and it was almost like having an extra body when needed. He roamed the club and fit in with everyone and was soon as much a part of it as we were.

One morning on our way to the coffee shop, we parked in the parking lot and saw Troy sitting just off to the side of it on the sidewalk. He had a hat out and was his usual smiling self.

"Troy? Why are you begging for change?" I asked concerned.

"I just hang out here and watch the parking lot. It's kinda funny actually. Guys don't pay for parking, but they see me and throw me a loonie or two. Then once they leave, I get the machine out of my bag and give them a ticket. I'm making a ton of money. Some of the guys even ask me to watch their vehicle to make sure no one breaks into it. So I'm getting money for being security and I give them parking tickets." He grinned and told us he was easily making 40 or 50 bucks a day. Troy was definitely an entrepreneur. I invited him in to join us for a coffee and he said he'd be in in a second as he just had to give a couple of tickets out first. Revenue had shot way up since he had started this job and I couldn't be happier. It wasn't so much about the money, as it was about Troy having a job he liked and one that he felt good about doing in order to support himself. We had just sat down and Troy came in to join us at the table with Jason who had arrived earlier. Alex brought him a latte and Troy brightened up.

"I take him one every day," he's my best customer, apart from Jason. Alex leaned down and kissed his boyfriend.

"But I don't pay for them. You won't let me," he complained. We all laughed and talked for a bit.

"So Troy, I found a tutor for you for some schooling if you want it. He can teach you whatever you need for your GED if you want. That way you get a high school diploma and can even do homework with Kyle and the other guys.

"Really? Wow. When should I start?" He beamed.

"Just say the word and I'll set it up."

"Can I learn French too?" he said looking at J.P. smiling.

"I can teach you that, petit frère!"

"Petite what?" frowned Troy. "Nothing about me is petite. Wanna see?" He said as he stood up and went for the top button on his pants grinning, and then sat down.

"Petit frère...little brother!" explained J.P. Troy smiled and stared at J.P.

"What else? How do you say coffee?"

"Le café"

"Le café" said Troy looking at his cup. "How about latte?"

"Latte" laughed J.P.

"Yeah, how do you say latte in French?" he asked again.

"It's latte!" repeated J.P.

"I know it's latte, but what's the word in French?"

This was turning into a comedy routine. "En Francais c'est latte" said J.P.

"It's the same word. The same as grande."

"So if I ordered a grande latte in Montreal, it would be the same as here?"

"Oui," smiled J.P.

"Cool, see I'm already a French guy!"

"Tres bonne" laughed J.P.

We finished our drinks and Jason was going to join us for the rest of the day and would meet up with Alex later on. We invited Troy to come along as well but he said he had to keep working. I told him it would be okay, I knew his boss. As we walked toward the car, Troy had a cheeky smile on his face and as I got to the car, I saw why. He had given us a parking ticket.

"You forgot to pay." He laughed. How could you not like this kid? Jason was howling with laughter.

"I guess no one is exempt."

"Maybe we should issue passes for the lot otherwise I may get towed next time," I joked. Troy just nodded smiling.

We took J.P. up to Whistler for the rest of the day as he had expressed interest in seeing it. The hill hadn't opened yet, but the vibe of the season was building. He bought a few small souvenirs and even bought a couple of things for Troy. J.P. was using as many French words as he could around Troy and explaining each of them. He was soaking it up like a sponge and repeating them back as he learned. At one point, Troy even held J.P.'s hand as they stopped to look at some snowboards in a store. It seemed innocent enough, as it was more like Troy just grabbed his hand to stop him as he went to show him the price on an expensive board, but then didn't let go for a while.

Once we got home, Troy said he should go home as he had to put his stuff away and charge up his ticket machine. "Merci, Au revoir" he said to J.P. and kissed him on both cheeks giggling.

"Bon élevé et mignon aussi" said J.P. and kissed him on the lips. Troy smiled and seemed almost giddy as he bounced into his building.

"What did you say to him?" I asked.

"I told him he was a good student and that he was cute too, but I'm sure he had no idea what I'd said."

"Probably not, but he seems to like you. Thanks for teaching him some French."

"I like him too, and he's such a great guy. Always happy. He's like the little brother I never had." He looked a bit nervous as he realized what he'd said. I felt a little sad for him but kept my mouth shut, as did Jason. We went to dinner and then home. Alex came over after work and we all hit the pool and hot tub. J.P. liked the fact that he could hang out naked and the freedom of the whole place. He didn't have to explain where he was going, or when he was going to be back, and he sure as hell didn't need to worry about anything sexual. He especially liked the foam room and wondered why we would even need to go to Montreal with all these things available in our own house and at the club.

One afternoon, J.P. and I were playing pool in our underwear when the guys came home from school. Kyle, Aaron and Forrest strolled in and dropped their homework. They were alternating which house they used and today was our turn. Forrest ran next door to get his boyfriend before they settled down. I hit the hot tub after losing my pool game to J.P., who quickly challenged Kyle. Forrest and Jared came and sat beside me in the warm water. More correctly, Forrest sat beside me and Jared sat on Forrest's lap facing him

"So we have decided that we are going to be monogamous exhibitionists," explained Forrest.

"Uh, so what exactly is that?" I asked confused.

"Well, it means we are only going to have sex with each other, but we don't have a problem if others watch or even touch, as long as they don't have sex with us."

"So kinda like cock teases!" I grinned. "So you mean if I want to fuck either of you or give you a blowjob, you'd say no?"

"Yep," smiled Forrest.

"What about if I let both of you blow me at the same time?"

"Nope, that wouldn't be monogamous."

"Seriously? Wow! Good for you, I think. So who's the top and who's the bottom?"

"I'm mainly the bottom," said Forrest, "but occasionally I'll top and vice versa for Jared." I noticed that they were already doing something together underwater as Jared was moving slowly up and down against Forrest's chest.

"Are you two fucking now?" I grinned. Jared just looked at me, licked his lips and smiled. I reached over to feel. Forrest's cock was definitely inside his boyfriend and his balls were nice and tight. "So am I allowed to do this?"

"Sure. Looking and touching are ok. Even a kiss on the lips or cheek is good as long as there is no tongue." He explained. I was going to need a manual. Although I never read manuals anyway. I felt Forrest's cock as it slid in and out of Jared's ass. They really were enjoying themselves. I cupped Forrest's balls and it wasn't long before he whispered that he was about to cum. Jared kept riding him even after he had obviously been filled up. He stroked his own cock underwater then suddenly stood up and I watched as he pushed his cock into Forrest's mouth to blow his load. It was pretty hot watching the two of them, especially as he sat down and they began to kiss.

Wow, first Jake and TJ were pretty much exclusive, only doing group things once in a while, then Cole and Logan, now Forrest and TJ. This monogamy thing was spreading like a disease. It was another thing to add to my list for when I became Prime Minister. An anti-monogamy law. I was going to run out of people to play with at this rate. Although I had a feeling it was just a phase. After all how long could monogamy last? Once you'd done each other a few times in every position, you'd need some variety. It was a fad, I was sure of it. It'll never catch on.

Troy surprised us by showing up later and sat with the guys as they did their homework. He didn't really understand what they were doing, but they included him as much as they could. J.P. dropped his shorts and headed for the hot tub. Troy decided to follow him. I was doing laps in the pool. They sat side by side and Troy kept pointing to things and J.P. would tell him what they were in French.

I could see that Troy was enjoying J.P.'s company. I had to laugh when the French lesson got to body parts. La tete for the head, bras for arms, mamelons for nipples, and the list continued. Eventually Troy got to lips and found out they were les levres. A penis is... well it's a penis. Guess you don't want to get that wrong no matter what the language. Of course Troy couldn't just ask about the part, he had to show it and point to it. By the time they had gotten a distance, J.P. was actually touching the part and saying the word back to him. Kiss was baiser and French kiss was baiser Francais. I watched as they kissed and then French kissed. This was interactive French. I couldn't wait to see the blowjob and fucking lesson. Troy giggled each time he learned a new phrase and new sex thing to test J.P. with. It wasn't long before they were totally making out under the premise of education. I left the two of them alone as they both looked happy, although I hoped they wouldn't go much further than that because Troy would feel bad when it was time for J.P. to go home. He seemed to fall easily for people, especially those that paid this much attention to him. I still had no idea if Troy was gay, straight, bisexual, or what, but I did know that he was looking for someone to love him. I had a soft spot in my heart for Troy and I wouldn't let anyone hurt him, even my brother. For now they were getting along and Troy was learning French. If he used any more tongue he'd be getting an A' in French kissing. As the night wore on Jason and Alex headed home and Troy said he should be getting home too. J.P. said that if he could borrow one of the cars, he would be happy to drive Troy home. I threw him the keys to my car.

As he headed for the garage, Troy ran up to me. "Is it okay if J.P. stays over tonight? Maybe I can learn more stuff from him. He's kinda fun and I like his accent."

"Of course. It's not like either of you need permission," I laughed. Something told me that Troy was going to get extra credit tonight in his French lessons.

Colin and I headed to bed leaving Kyle to lock up. We spent a long time talking about J.P. as we made out together in bed. The biggest topic was what we were going to do once he went home. I wasn't looking forward to the idea of him leaving, but I know that Montreal was his home where his Mom and all his friends were, so moving him here wouldn't be fair, and we had too much going on here to move there, plus I had no idea how to speak French and I'm sure I'd need it.

The only thing French I was good at was kissing so I proved it to Colin and French kissed as much of him as I could. He had the tastiest body and I loved every inch of him from his eyelashes to his toes. I sucked each one of them before I decided to lick up his legs and French kiss his ass. Umm...I mean his cul! As much as I loved sex with anyone who got naked and offered me their bodies, nothing was better than being with Colin. I know that sounds a bit silly, but sex is sex. It's just a way to get off. Being with Colin was like he was part of me, and I was part of him. I could just run my fingers over his body and feel his energy flow into me. I knew every inch of him and even his smell was intoxicating. Sure I loved others like Kyle, Jason and Alex, but with Colin, I went tingly and my head would spin when we had sex. I could cum just from kissing him, but usually waited until I had my dick someplace where I wouldn't waste it. Tonight was one of those nights where I was so horny for him, that I didn't want to fall asleep. I ran my fingers through his hair, tickled his balls, stroked his dick slowly and explored the inside of his mouth with my tongue. We made love slowly and passionately for hours. It wasn't like he threw me on the bed flung my feet back and rode me like a ride at Disneyland, we made love as if we were making art. We were so tired when we were done that I fell asleep on his chest as he lay on his back with his arm around me. The beating of his heart and the rise and fall of his chest were so comforting that it just knocked me out with a smile on my face. I often looked at Colin and thought that if I took every cute guy in the world, took his best feature and put them into one person, he still wouldn't be half as attractive to me as Colin was.

But just so you know that I haven't lost my entire mind to love and Colin; if I had every cute guy in the world around me, I'd have sex with them BEFORE I took their best feature to build a guy. Just so you know...

When I woke up in the morning, I rolled Colin over and woke him up by entering him so that I could release my morning load into his ass. Sometimes you just need to blow a load. I slapped his ass hard when I was done and ran to the bathroom with him chasing me. We wrestled in the shower for a while and I lost and had to bend over for my punishment...or is it a reward if you actually enjoy it?

When J.P. returned home in the morning it was obvious from the look on his face that he had enjoyed his night with Troy. Colin asked him to see if his boss would give him another week off so he could stay longer. He said there was a special event going on that he would like him to stay for. When I asked what the event was, he just told me that it was next Saturday and was a big downtown party. I loved parties, and more importantly I loved the fact that we might have another week with J.P. He received permission and called his Mom to make sure she was okay with it too. Of course she readily agreed and was glad that he was enjoying himself.

The rest of the week flew by and J.P. was now a fixture in my life, as much as Jason, who had pretty much moved into the spare room to be close to us. Kyle was loving it. He was going from room to room like a drug addict looking for his next fix. I certainly hoped that we never found a twin of Kyle anywhere as one of him was enough. That boy had a sex drive that porn stars would envy. If he could bottle that energy he'd be a trillionaire. If he wasn't bouncing on J.P. or being fucked by me, he was slobbering down Jason's pole. If there was an unused hole on any of us, Kyle was on it and that's when he wasn't with his boyfriend. God knows what he got up to at school. One night while Colin was out, I went into Kyle's bedroom and he was already on his back with his legs over his head being fucked hard by J.P. I figured I'd let them have their fun and quietly backed out without alerting them to my presence. It wasn't a half hour later when Kyle bounced into my bed.

"Why didn't you join in?" he smiled as he hugged against me.

"You looked like you were having fun."

"I was, but I still love you." He climbed on top as I lay face down and pushed his cock into my ass and began to fuck me. "See!" He whispered into my ear and began to kiss me.

"Slut." I laughed.

"I'm trying to perfect my sex abilities, and they say practice makes perfect." He said quietly into my ear.

"Well by now you're the fucking Michael Phelps of sex, then." He just giggled and kept fucking. I felt him unload into me. We cleaned up and he curled up in front and fell asleep. In the morning I found myself in the middle again between Colin and Kyle.

Saturday had arrived and we only had one more day with Jean Paul so it was time to go shopping. What? You thought I was going to say sex? I'm not shallow. Well, not completely shallow. Well, let's face it, you can't have sex 24/7... 16/7 maybe.

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