Sitting in my second hour class, I pondered over a dream I had woken up from that morning. While I had come to terms with being a bisexual two years before, I was troubled over the possibility that I was leaning towards the homosexual side of the spectrum.

I hadn't had sex with a girl for nearly two weeks, but had willingly accepted every single one of Eric's invitations or hints to screw around with him. And the fact that I had woken up that morning cumming from the dream of having dirty sex with Eric really disturbed me. I was even considering ending it with Eric, but really didn't know how I could since I though he was all I had to live for at the time.

To top things off, I was overcome by this intense desire for his cock in my ass when I saw it in his eyes as he walked up to me between second and third periods. All of my concerns were instantly forgotten as I embraced him right there in the hall, him having to stop my hands from undoing his jeans before I came partially to my senses and made everyone around us forget what they had seen.

I was literally lost in my sexual hunger as Eric led me upstairs. My self control was being severely strained by the time we reached the third floor, and when Eric turned to ask me something halfway to the door, I plastered my mouth over his and sent my hands to explore his body.

Without realizing it, I had pressed Eric against the wall and was trying to lower his pants. He broke off from our deep kissing and gasped, "Tim, stop so we can get in the room."

My only response was to continue my tasting of his neck as I pulled out the key and handed it to him. Eric pushed me away for a moment so he could head towards the door, but I quickly took up where I left off, standing behind him as he struggled to use the key.

My brain boiled with lust and desire for his body, my only remaining shred of control dissolving when the door closed behind us. Eric stood still as my hands pulled his shirt off and my mouth began sucking on his bare back, feeling the pressure of my hardon rubbing against his ass through our jeans.

When my hands sank to undo his jeans, he took my hands in his and turned around to face me. While he pulled my shirt off, I only somewhat noticed how Eric had grown a few inches since that January day where I had submitted to his own licks and kisses.

After he had thoroughly teased my nipples, I pushed him backward onto the bed with myself on top of him. We made out like mad before we fumbled with the other's fly, and soon we were locked in a 69 position, my mouth watering at the sight of his cock.

I plunged my mouth down on it, then began using my tongue as I jerked my mouth up and down. The moans and groans he made were all I needed to continue, not even concerned at his inability to return the cock sucking favor.

But then I heard Eric's cracked voice gasp, "Oh, James," a wave of cold shock washed over my body and mind. I suddenly became very aware of my actions and my loss of control, and Eric's slip of the tongue wasn't forgotten either.

My mouth's humping of his organ quickly ground to a halt, and I just laid there frozen as my mind spun with these things. I never noticed Eric attempting to bring my flaccid cock to arousal with his own oral attempts, but after a few minutes I heard his confused voice say, "Tim?"

I smiled weakly down at him, and for a moment I forgot my troubles as my heart surged with the sight of my concerned lover and friend.

"What's wrong?" he asked before getting up to lay beside me face to face.

I felt a lump in my throat form as I opened my mouth to speak, then found his eyes gazing into mine with such love and concern that I didn't realize I was forming an empathic connection until I felt his feelings flood into me.

Luckily the connection was only one way, and the feeling I was receiving from him drew my lips towards his once more. But this time, the kiss was loving and completely sensual, neither of us trying to rush it or wish to make it sexual anymore.

I ended up being the one on top after our long kiss ended, and continued my oral loving on his chest, concentrating my efforts on his not so immature boy-breasts.

When Eric's hand stroked my cheek, I responded to his loving caress by relaxing into it, and a few moments later laid my head down on his chest as he continued to stroke my cheek and hair.

After several minutes, Eric's hand came to a halt and rested limply on the side of my head, Eric thinking I had fallen asleep. I allowed him to continue to believe this as his thoughts turned towards his worries and troubles concerning me.

Deep down Eric worried I would tire of him and leave him like James had done. He hadn't realized he had said James' name while experiencing a flash back of one of last times James had made love to him before running off with the bikers. His concern over losing me had been weighing heavily on his mind lately, especially from my increasing willingness at having sex with him whenever either of us was a little horny.

My losing interest in him sexually seemed to be the greatest threat to our relationship for Eric. After all, the beginning of our relationship had been sexual, so it was only natural for Eric to think it required that aspect for it to continue.

And for a few minutes I laid there with my eyes closed believing he was right. My earlier homophobic feelings and thoughts had returned, along with the startling realization that I really wasn't interested in looking for someone else to have sex with right then. I tried to sort out the feelings I had about that, then stopped pursuing it when I found myself getting depressed.

After a few minutes of just laying there feeling Eric's sleepy mind recall his earliest memories of the love he felt for me, I came to the conclusion that it didn't matter what I was doing or feeling differently than before. The important thing was that Eric needed me just as much as I needed him, so before he could fall completely asleep I said gently, "I love you, Eric Nicholas Roberts. I'll always love you, and I won't ever leave you."

Eric's mind snapped to attention, realizing I hadn't been asleep and in fact had been listening in on his thoughts. I was startled to find my invasion of his privacy had hurt him more than the fact that I had uncovered something which he had been trying to hide from me.

"I'm sorry, Eric," I said looking up at him. "I didn't mean to.. You see, you said James' name while I was suckin' ya, and that upset me until I found out why."

"I said his name? I don't remember saying it," Eric said confused and a little suspicious.

From the look of distrust in his eyes, I knew what I had to do before this could go any further.

"Eric, you remember when I linked everyone up to me while we were fighting Young Lee?"

"What? Yeah," he said, unsure where this was heading.

"Well, I just realized that had been the first time I ever linked with you telepathically, and I'm sorry I didn't think about it until now. I love you, Eric, and I want to share my deepest secrets and my most private thoughts with you. I never meant to deceive you or spy on you, so I offer to let you see whatever you wish within my head if you just say yes."

His eyes lost their distrust to the open honest gaze of my own eyes, and a few moments later he whispered a "Yes," while gently nodding his head.

I started forming the links as I reached out and embraced him in a mutual loving hug, flipping the connect switch in my head while we were within each other's arms.

By the time Eric had gotten over his initial excitement and got the hang of exploring another person's mind, he had forgotten all about why I had done it in the first place.

But the moment the thought occurred to me, Eric intercepted it, and once he saw I wanted him to do so, he sought out what he needed to know.

Ironically, I ended up being the one who benefited the most from our two way link. Once Eric had satisfied himself with what had happened, he concentrated on my concerns that I was becoming another James. He knew I hadn't actually lost interest in girls because he was constantly noticing my eyes checking out the girls in the halls, and that in itself made me feel a lot better for it was true.

But Eric didn't stop there. He also pointed out that if I was truly becoming more homosexual than heterosexual, I would be checking out the guys like I had been the girls, and since I hadn't even considered looking at the guys, I wasn't any more gay than I had been.

Then Eric examined my feelings for him and eventually came to an important conclusion which made us both very happy. My increasing sexual attraction towards him was due to the closeness and trust I felt for him. I was keeping my distance from others for the moment because I didn't want to risk getting hurt by anyone else, and also feared unintentionally hurting them too.

But I had grown to depend on the love I shared with Joey and Suzi so much that I couldn't go without it. As long as I had Eric, my life was... well, not complete. But it was pleasurable and quite livable, making him a necessity to keeping me happy and alive.

Eric and I ended up picking up where we left off, our combined desire and horniness driving our linked bodies and minds as we sucked and humped the other's mouth. As with all first-time sexual experiences, our telepathic two way 69ing was incredibly pleasurable and fulfilling, our minds sharing our orgasms and ecstasy as our two cocks shot off inside our two mouths, then finding our distinctly different tasting cum surprisingly amusing and worth discussing afterwards.

My only regret was the knowledge that Eric would always find the regular way less pleasurable, and therefore would be dependant on my abilities to give him the full pleasure he would always seek. But I knew Eric was one of those people who could get over the disappointment, the eroticism of his actions always having been as great of a reward as the pleasure of his orgasmic release.

A week later, all of my worries returned again when I found myself studying a male sophomore in a sexual sense. I managed to shrug it off, but then the next day I caught him checking me out like I had been doing the day before. I almost panicked when I felt my excitement rise with the discovery of his own interest in me, but then my brain started sorting out my feelings like Eric had done, and I realized I wasn't actually interested for myself, but actually wanted to find others for Eric to enjoy.

Despite the happiness and contentment Eric had with our relationship, Eric missed having another truly gay male to share with. Like he had pointed out to me, my eyes were constantly checking out the girls, while his were less obviously checking out the guys. He had learned it was useless to try and talk to me about someone he had thought was good looking, my reaction always being one of polite yet obvious disinterest.

Shawn, the guy whose attraction to other males I had been picking up on, had realized his sexuality only a few months ago, but had been giving and receiving blow jobs with his cousin intermittently for over two years. So far, Shawn had only admitted his sexuality to that same cousin, and after his cousin reacted very badly to the news, he decided he shouldn't tell anyone else, and prayed his cousin would keep his secret.

The reason Shawn had told his cousin in the first place was because he was sure he was gay also and hoped they could go further than just sucking each other off. But now he wasn't so sure what his cousin really was like, for Craig, his cousin, had been avoiding him as much as possible. He even once noticed Craig in the hall at school turning around and going another way just to avoid walking past him.

I was just sitting down in my seat in fourth hour when I found Craig's mind. He was anxious about the test he was about to take, and that hampered my attempts to examine his sexual nature.

Craig was determined not to be gay. He was scared of what it meant to be gay, scared of what his life would be like, and in all honesty wasn't entirely sure that he found guys more attractive than girls. I used Eric's method of determining one's sexual preference, finding that he was too afraid to even look at guys or girls, deep down fearing he would end up looking at the guys.

I found that Craig missed his cousin, but feared finding the truth out even more. I kept a lock on his mind while I left him to take his test, then joined him at his table for lunch.

He was clearly disturbed by my sitting down next to him without having said a word. I couldn't help smile when he looked over at me, which only upset him even more.

"Your name is Craig, right?" I finally said to break the ice.

"Huh? Uhm, yeah.. You're... uhm, Tim?"

"Yeah," I said, more astonished than he was at having known my name.

"How did you.." we both said at the same time, then shared in a laugh.

"Everyone knows who you are," he said in a hushed voice.

"They do?" I said, honestly surprised.

"Yeah," he said, avoiding my eyes. "After you and that other guy, uhm, Joey, got kidnapped, your pictures were on the news every night for a month."

"Oh.." I said, checking out a few other people's minds around us and finding they also knew who I was.

"So..." Craig prompted, bringing my mind back to my own head.

"So, what? Oh... Let's just say I know your name through your cousin, but he doesn't know I'm here talking to you."

"You're a friend of Shawn?" Craig said, getting suspicious and a bit nervous.

"No, not really. I just met him an hour ago, and I've never spoken to him. Don't worry about that though. I just wanted you to know that I know what you're going through and you're worried about nothing."

Craig sat there a moment trying to decide what the hell I was talking about while he ignored the possibility I knew about his confusion for his sexuality.

So to clear all doubt from his whirling mind, I said, "You're not gay, Craig."

His face went white as his eyes showed is alarm, but other than glancing to see if anyone had heard, he didn't move or make a sound.

After a few moments of absolute silence between us, Craig asked, "Shawn told you?"

"Not exactly, no."

He was starting to feel panicky, and I felt bad about bringing this down on him like that right after a stressful test.

"Hey. It's cool, Craig. I'm sorry if I'm rattling ya. It's just that last week I was sort of going through the same thing you are right now, and I thought you'd like talk about it. If you want, we can go somewhere private to talk, or I can just go away. I won't say anything to anyone either way."

Although it wasn't verbal, his answer was immediate, and I simply nodded my head, got up and walked away.

Two days later, Shawn noticed me in the hall again, but this time he called me over to him.

"Yeah?" I asked, feeling his curiosity and concern on the rise.

"You know my cousin, Craig, right?"

"No, not really," I said, then grinned a moment for realizing I had said the exact same thing to Craig.

"Didn't you eat lunch with him one day?" Shawn asked, a little uncertain.

"Yeah," I said. "Or at least I started to."

"So... What did you talk about?" Shawn said nervously.

"I promised I wouldn't say. But I think you already know what we talked about."

"He thinks I sent you to... Anyway, he's mad at me, and it's your fault."

"Sorry," I said, not sounding it. "I offered to talk about his problem, but he refused my help. That's all I did."

"How do you know anything about his so-called problem?" Shawn said angrily. "He said he had never even spoken to you before. And since I sure as hell didn't tell you anything about him, where do you get off with him having a problem?"

"Hey," Eric said as he walked up to us.

"Eric," I said pleased and excitedly. "Your timing is perfect. Eric, this is Shawn. Shawn, Eric."

I stood there grinning as they both unconsciously gave each over the once over before realizing what the other's eyes were doing. Eric looked up at me with a raised eyebrow, reminding me of Joey's Mr. Spock imitation. But before that reminder could cause me any discomfort, I diverted my attention to the situation at hand.

"Uhm, I've got to be getting to class," Shawn said before hurrying away.

"Tim, what's going on?" Eric asked after watching Shawn disappear around the corner.

"Shawn needs a friend to help him adjust, Eric," I said in a soft voice. "I thought you'd like to be that friend."

Eric turned around with a look of concern, then peered deeply in my eyes and asked, "Why did you think that?"

"Oh, come on Eric. We both know you miss having James around to talk with. I love you, and I'm not trying to get rid of you. I want you to be happy, and when I found Shawn checking me out like you check other guys out, I though that maybe you and he could be friends."

"When you say friends.."

"I mean just friends."

"What if it went beyond that?"

"What if it did? What difference does it make if I have sex with a girl tonight or you had sex with another guy tonight? I know you love me, and you know I love you. As far as I'm concerned, you can have sex with anyone you like as long as you're careful who it is and care about them."

The bell rang at that moment, but we both ignored it as Eric entered my space.

"Does this mean you still like me enough to have me fuck your sexy ass?" Eric said with a husky voice.

"You can fuck my ass any time you feel like it," I said, moving into position for a kiss.

"Good," Eric said, suddenly stepping out of my space and turning to walk away.

"Fuck," I said, realizing he had been teasing me.

I watched him go around the same corner Shawn had, catching the grin on his face, and feeling him relax his hold on his own excitement a moment later. If I had wished to, I could have followed him and would not have had any trouble convincing him to finish what he had suggested. But for the first time in months, I felt horny for something else.

When I arrived at the girls locker room, the twenty five girls were already lined up and waiting for me to choose. I narrowed it down to three of them fairly quickly, then the four of us went into the showers to have a little fun while the rest went on to their gym class.

I love how the water makes a girl's skin look so shiny, so slick. But despite my arousal from the sight of the three good looking nude girls giving me quite a show in the showers, it just wasn't enough; something was missing. It took me a few minutes to realize what that was.

It simply wasn't any fun without Joey.

I strongly considered inviting him down to enjoy the show, but I knew that wouldn't have worked. He and I couldn't even be in the same room together without one of us making some kind of remark that would flare the temper of the other. I was just as guilty as he was at shooting the first shot in what was becoming our own personal insult war. I guess you can only take so much crap from someone before you start throwing some of it back.

Brad probably would have loved to have a chance at fucking those three in a row, but that wasn't what I had in mind. I mean, yeah, I knew I'd probably end up fucking one or all of them, but it would have to be up to the girls. Even if they were in a dream state, they wouldn't just fuck without truly wanting to. And besides, Brad was still mad at me for freeing Sandi.

After spending about ten minutes scanning John and a few others who knew of my abilities, I contacted John and found him very acceptable to the idea.

John was rather nervous about going into the girls locker room, and I basically had to open the door and invite him in just to get him in there.

"Oh man," John said excitedly. "I can't tell you how many times I've dreamed of doing this. But I never thought I'd.. Thanks, Tim."

"Yeah, well, I'm sorry I never invited you before. Joey and I used to do this a lot before... you know."

He nodded silently just as we entered the showers, and I was about to ask if he was going to get undressed when he stopped in his tracks looking at the three girls showering before us.

"What's the matter?" I asked him when I saw the disappointment on his face.

"I... I know them. I know all three of them," he said faintly.

"So?"

"I can't, Tim. I'm sorry, but I can't do something like this to people I know. It's wrong. I wouldn't ever be able to look at them without thinking about... God, they are beautiful. Sexy and beautiful.... Look, I gotta get out of here.."

My mouth hung open as I searched for something to say while he hurried back the way he had come in. I was still trying to think of something to convince him to stay when the door clicked shut behind him on the other side of the locker room.

When I turned around and looked at the girls, I saw them in a different light than before. I shivered as I realized that I too knew them, and John was right about it not feeling right. They were people who I knew, people who were my peers, not some toys I could borrow for a while and return them to their proper place later. Perhaps if they were complete strangers it would be different, but without that anonymous factor I knew I couldn't go through with it.

Once they were back in their clothes, I sent them to join the others in their gym class. I was discouraged, yet had a sense of having done something right, so for once I left to go to my class without having been satisfied.

The next day, Shawn entered the boys room while I was taking a pee and before I was finished, he said, "What do you want from me? "Huh?" I said as I felt his stress hit me. Out of habit, I only shook it before turning around and saying "What makes you think I want anything from you?"

"You..." he started, then momentarily glanced down at my cock before I remembered to put it away.

"Look!" he said angrily. "Don't fuck around with me anymore! I don't know what you think you know about me, but I'm not going to let you tell everyone I'm..."

I locked my eyes on his and opened an empathic connection before saying, "I'm not going to tell anyone, Shawn. You see, I noticed you checking me out like Eric does, and I thought you and Eric could be friends. I never meant to invade your privacy. I just thought you and Craig would like to know people who went through the same things that you're going through."

His expression had lost its desperate look, but his eyes still contained some fear as he considered my sincere words.

So I added softly, "Relax. Eric and I are lovers. That's why you don't have any reason to fear us telling anyone you're gay."

Shawn blinked at my revelation, then opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by a freshman entering the bathroom.

I nodded my head towards the door, then followed Shawn out into the hall. There was only a minute left before the bell, so we quickly arranged to meet by the main entrance after school. We parted with the understanding that if Shawn chose not to show up there would be no hard feelings and I wouldn't say a word to anyone.

Eric seemed to take the news with a grain of salt when I informed him of what had happened. He didn't like the fact that I was trying to find him a "gay friend," and after he said it like that, I could feel how strongly that distinction between us bothered him. He was gay, I was bi. But what could we do about it?

Yet Eric did join me at the front entrance after school, and even though he was still a little upset about it, he didn't let it show.

We just stood against the wall talking about school stuff, mostly the upcoming student elections and Suzi's candidacy for class president. We of course were planning to help her get elected, but we had different ideas of how we would help.

"I can't just blanket the whole school like that, Eric!" I said. "That wouldn't be fair, not to mention totally dishonest. Suzi would hit the roof if she heard you suggest that."

"What? You'd take the risk of letting Barney Whitman be class president your Senior year?"

"Huh? What's wrong with Barney?"

"He's a bigot, that's what's wrong."

"A bigot!" I said, breaking out in a laugh.

"You heard me. He's all the time calling people queer, and.."

"Eric.." I said, looking him in the eyes with a big old grin. "Barney also calls people bitch, pussy, cock-sucker, and everything else. He's dirty mouthed, but he doesn't really mean anything by it. It's just the way he talks."

"So... Are you saying that you'd rather have him than Suzi for class president?"

"No. It's just that it wouldn't be the end of the world if he did. And besides... Suzi has something that Barney doesn't have."

"What? Boobs?... Oh.. You mean us..."

"Nope," I said with another grin. "Suzi has the best adviser she could ever get. Someone who practically ran the place for three years, even though they weren't even class president."

"Oh... You mean that LeAnne chick... Wait. I thought you said she was going to school in California?"

"She is, but she's coachin' Suzi over the phone and stuff. LeAnne really knows her school politics. Suzi's going to be leading the pep rally this Friday, she's the head of the Junior Prom decorating committee, and... you can't tell anyone, but I kind of overheard some plans to use the west parking lot for an indoor pool."

"A pool?!" Eric exclaimed. "Cool!"

"It isn't as cool as you think, Eric. I was walking out to my car when it hit me that my car would have been at the bottom of the pool if I parked there in two years. Starting next year, only Seniors would be allowed to park on campus."

"That sucks. But still... I mean, we'd have a pool.."

"Yeah. A pool that the whole district would have to share. A pool that only those who take a swimming class or are on the swimming team could use. A pool that most of the current underclassmen would never get to use, but cost them their parking places their junior and sophomore years. So I told Suzi about it thinking she might be able to use it to help get the underclassmen's votes."

"Wow.. That was a good idea..." he said before letting out a rather unhappy sigh.

"What's the matter, Eric?" I said, feeling him struggle to keep his mood aloft. "You can always swim over at my place."

"Huh? Oh. I don't really care about the school's pool... I had just hoped that I could think of something really cool that would help her, but you already found something that I couldn't possibly top. Not that I'm trying to top you or anything. I'm just... just... not special like you."

"I think you're special," I said softly without looking at him.

"Yeah, well, you're just blinded by my good looks and magnetic personality," Eric joked.

"Shit," I scoffed before turning to took at him.

I was startled to find his words had some truth to them, although not the way he had meant. I studied Eric's profile and his soft open face for several minutes before he noticed, then we both blushed after our eyes met for an instant. By that time we were sitting on the floor alone, and for a while we just sat there quietly enjoying each other's presence while basking in each other's glow.

"How long are we gonna wait?" Eric finally said.

"Hmm.. I think we've given him enough time. Even if he had to take a really long dump he should have made it here by now. Come on, lover. Let's go swimming in a pool already built."

"Yeah. And one that doesn't require bathing suits..." Eric added with a sly grin.

Eric and I were half way out to the car when we heard someone calling our names, then I was pleasantly surprised to find both Shawn and Craig running to catch up with us.

"Sorry," Shawn said gasping. "I wanted Craig to come with me, but he, uhm.."

"I'm not gay, so don't try anything," Craig blurted out in a nervous and out of breath voice.

"Let's get one thing straight," I said after Eric snorted his disapproval. "Nobody is gonna start anything with anyone. All we're gonna do is talk. And for your information, I'm not the least bit interested in either of you two."

"What about.. him?" Craig said, indicating Eric.

"I am not interested in you either," Eric replied.

"Oh.. Well, good then," Craig said unconvincingly.

"Uhm, if we're going to talk," Shawn said hesitantly, "can we go someplace where we can sit down?"

"How about that new McDonalds?" Eric suggested to me.

"That's kind of.. public, isn't it?" Shawn said with just a hint of alarm in his voice.

"Do you know of a better place?" Eric asked a little annoyed.

"Eric and I were going to go swimming at my place before you guys finally showed up. It's about as private as you can get, but it's a good twenty minute drive from here."

"I'd have to call home first," Shawn said while looking at Craig for his reaction.

"It's kind of cool outside today to go swimming," Craig complained.

"That's okay. It's an indoor pool, and it's heated," I said patiently.

"But what about swim suits? I don't have a pair big enough for me anymore."

"Then don't use any," Eric said.

"You can borrow one of mine," I said, giving Eric a warning look.

"Come on, Craig," Shawn pleaded. "Think about it. It's an indoor pool, and no one to yell at us or annoy us. Remember that pool at the hotel?"

"Yeah," he said with a little smirk. "Okay, I guess. But I'm just going because Shawn wants me to, not because I need to talk about anything."

Eric's mood worsened during the drive home, partially because I hadn't let him drive, but for the most part he was just not happy with the company.

Eric had grumpy moments like everyone else, but this was different. He seemed to be taking offense to everything the other two said, and his sarcastic comments made Craig and Shawn extremely edgy about what they would say next.

By the time we got there, we all were glad to get out of the car. Eric didn't say another word as he went right up the steps ahead of us and disappeared inside. Shawn visibly relaxed a little, and then Craig said, "Maybe this wasn't such a great idea."

"I'm sorry about Eric, guys. He's not usually like this," I said, leading them in.

"Hey Tim!" Eric called from somewhere down the hall. "The twins want to swim with us. That's okay, right?"

"Yeah, that's cool," I replied.

"Don't worry about them," I said when I saw Shawn's frown. "The twins don't talk, and they wouldn't care less about what we talked about anyway."

"What are they? Two years old or something?" Craig asked.

"Nope. Actually they just turned eighteen," I said as we reached the changing rooms.

I went over to the wardrobe, opened the swimming trunk draw and picked out one for me, then told them they could choose their own. It was a little strange putting on swimming shorts before going swimming, having always just stripped and dived in.

"These suits are like new," Craig commented from his dressing cube.

"You're the first to wear them, so I guess they are," I said while trying to make the damn netting inside feel comfortable.

"Well, I'm ready," Shawn said opening his door. "I'm just going to go jump in, okay?"

"Yeah, go ahead," I mumbled while trying to undo the knot in my shorts. "Shit, I knew I should have grabbed the velcro pair."

"Uhm, Tim?" Shawn said a minute later. "Those twins are like, naked, and I think Eric is too. Is that, like, normal?"

I opened my cubicle door while still trying to undo my knot and said, "To tell you the truth, yeah, it is. That's why the suits are like new. We never use 'em. There! Got it!" I said triumphantly having pulled the knot out.

"Hey!" Craig said coming back from peeking out at the twins. "Are they your sisters or anything?"

"Not officially, no. But I'm pretty close to them, why?"

"Oh, just wondering," he said before looking back around the corner at the twins.

"I think your cousin likes girls, don't you?" I said quietly to Shawn.

"Looks like it," he said with a distant look in his eyes.

"Uhm, since I doubt we could talk Eric in putting a suit on, would you guys be upset if I didn't wear one either? The netting they put in these things bothers me."

"Whatever," Craig said without looking back.

"I guess that's okay," Shawn said purposely glancing away from my shorts.

I surprised Shawn by the speed of which I took them off, for he looked back over at me to say something but couldn't get it out from finding me already nude. I ignored his long stare at my crotch as I tucked the insides of the suit back in and tossed them back in the drawer, but couldn't help but grin at him when he suddenly realized his own trunks had become a bit uncomfortable themselves and turned away sharply to hide his woody.

Craig didn't seem to notice how obvious his own lump was in his shorts as I led them out to the pool. Even after Shawn and I dived in, he stood there grinning and talking to us completely oblivious to how his shorts were tented out.

"Are you going to swim, or just watch us do it?" Eric teased him.

"Yeah, Craig," Shawn said. "Get in before your shorts have a permanent stretch mark in them."

Eric and Shawn laughed at his joke while Craig looked down and saw what he meant.

As his face started going red, I said, "Craig, come over here so you can meet the twins. They like guys who aren't afraid to show their stuff."

"They do?" he said walking over.

"Yeah. Craig, this is Joy," I said, indicating the twin on my left, then put my arm around Honey's back and said, "and this is Honey."

"Hi," Craig sheepishly said. "Uhm I just want you to know you two must be the hottest pair of, uhm, twins on the planet. Or at least in my book you are."

The twins smiles caused him another blushing fit, then he suddenly leapt over our heads into the pool with a shout.

I got a kick out of watching Craig acting like he was a five year old around the twins. Once he had gotten some confidence, he was constantly asking them to watch him as he did another trick or dive.

I'm not quite sure what helped Eric's mood out more, Craig's juvenile antics or the fun we were all having doing fancy dives off the diving board or making new and funny ways to slide down the water slide. And I have to admit, I was really enjoying just being one of the guys, one of those teenager things I hadn't realized I had been missing until then.

We were just sitting around on the steps in the pool resting when Craig decided he would prove to the twins how fearless he was. He suddenly dived under the water, then a few moments later he popped back up with a big grin.

"What was that about?" Shawn asked.

"Oh, nothing," he said as his shorts floated to the surface.

Eric cried, "Way to go Craig!" before the twins began moving towards Craig, making Craig's smile disappear.

"Whoa!" Eric whooped when my two sexy unofficial sisters kissed him on his cheeks, then we all laughed when Craig lost his balance and fell away backwards in the water from his knees giving out.

Eric got out to give the slide another go, and that's when I caught Shawn checking out Eric's equipment close up. When Eric reached the ladder, Shawn turned towards me, then realized I had seen what he had been looking at and started blushing himself.

Without saying a word, I got out of the pool and slowly made my way to follow Eric up the ladder, making sure Shawn got another eye full of my own equipment.

The waterslide was only about twelve feet tall, but it was somewhat isolated since the top half was a tunnel like tube. When I reached the top, I found Eric there waiting for me, then accepted his invitation to slide down with him.

We did that three or four times more before I had a call of nature, so I ran off to the john leaving Eric to join in the other's game of Marco Polo.

When I returned, however, I found Eric sitting on the edge of the pool talking to the two cousins with the twins nowhere to be seen. I was about to ask where they had went when Eric spread his legs a little wider as to give them both a better view.

"..I'll be longer than my dad, but not as big around. I think Tim's is still longer, but I'm definitely bigger around now. Aren't I Tim?"

"Suzi thinks you are, and I guess she should know," I said walking down the steps of the shallow end.

"Hey, I thought you were gay?" Craig said.

"I am most of the time," Eric said releasing his hardening dick and leaning back on his hands to show off. "But Tim and Suzi talked me into losing my virginity on her, so once in a while I get turned on by a girl. There's no rule saying I have to always want sex with a guy, is there?"

"No, I guess not," Craig said glancing at his cousin.

"Have you ever been turned on by a girl Shawn?" I asked.

"I guess so," he said glancing over at me, then looked a Craig a moment before returning to watch Eric's dick bob up and down with his pulse. "When Craig first showed me his skin magazines, I liked looking at them as much as he did. It wasn't until after we showed each other our stuff while we were hard that I started thinking about guys like that."

"Shit, Eric," I said watching him pulse his meat without touching it. "If you don't stop making that thing bulge like that, you're gonna drive someone nuts with frustration."

Eric grinned at me, then after giving himself a couple of good quick jerks, he slipped back into the pool and submerged below the surface.

The twins returned while Eric was making sure everyone in the pool had gotten a hard on from his show, and I quickly worked out that the twins had simply gone to the bathroom themselves, they having had a call of nature of their own.

Before getting back in, the girls asked me in their empathic way of communicating if they could 'play' with Craig or not. I sent back my okay once I felt out their intentions, then turned when Eric had suddenly whooped and found Shawn walking to the slide butt naked.

"Well, this should get interesting," I said to no one as Eric got out to follow Shawn up the ladder.

"Come on, Tim," Eric called when he reached the base of the ladder. "We can do a three person train now."

I complied with his request, but we ended up having to do another two man train down the slide when Shawn didn't wait, and then he decided he was too tired to go up the ladder again.

I realized I was thirsty, and after mentioning it to the others, I went over to the bar in the corner and announced the bar was open.

Somehow Craig had managed to hold off the twins since their return, but he instantly sought refuge in joining us at the bar.

"I can't believe you live here," Shawn said as I poured his soda from the soda fountain. "I mean, you have an indoor pool with what looks like a full service bar along side it. Your house is more like a hotel than a house."

"Yeah," Craig added. "But there's nobody watching you to make sure you don't do something they don't like or anything. Speaking of which, could I have something a little... stronger to drink instead?"

"Don't do it, Tim," Shawn said seriously. "Last time he talked someone into giving him a couple of beers, he wouldn't stop until he was drunk and then he got busted by his dad."

"Oh come on, Shawn. I won't drink too much this time, I promise."

"Yeah, that's what you said last time."

"How about this," I interrupted before Craig could respond. "If you guys are over on a Saturday sometime and Craig wants a beer then, we'll let him prove to us he knows when to say when. That way, if he screws up, he can just spend the night and sleep it off before he has to go home. But until then, let's just skip the strong stuff, okay Craig?"

"Yeah, okay," he said, trying to keep his excitement from showing.

"Well, I want my beer now, please," Eric said.

"Sure thing, mister. Comin' right up," I said in my bartender voice while grabbing a glass mug and pulling a cold one from the fridge under the counter.

"Hey! How come he gets a beer?" Craig objected while watching me pour the dark gold liquid from the bottle.

"You want one of these?" I said. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm sure!" Craig said, watching Eric take several big gulps then wipe the foam off his mouth.

"Okay. I guess you can't get drunk from just one of these," I said pulling another out. "How about you Shawn?"

"Uhh, no thanks," he said with a confused frown.

"Yeah, now that's more like it," Craig said as I poured his into a mug.

I kept a straight face as Craig brought his mug up to his lips and took two big gulps.

Eric's snickering started the moment Craig's eyes went wide, then as Craig made a horrible face, Shawn took a whiff of Eric's and said, "Hah!"

"APPLE JUICE!" Craig cried. "I HATE APPLE JUICE!"

"Mind if I finish your beer cous?" Shawn said laughing.

"Sure, cous.." Craig said before wickedly dumping it over his head.

"You fucker," Shawn said while grabbing Eric's half empty mug and returning fire.

"Shit!" Craig said finding himself smelling like apples. "What are you smiling at!" he then said to me. "This is all your fault!"

"Ack!" was all I could say before my face was showered by Shawn's soda. But after I had swallowed the mouthful I had received, I recognized Eric's cackle and said, "I wasn't the one who called it a beer, now was I?"

"Hey, now wait a..." Eric said before I shot him in face with the fountain.

"No fair!" Eric complained immediately. "Who am I gonna... Oh wait. Quick, give me another apple juice."

I handed it to him carefully just in case he planned to use it on me, then watched him shake the bottle of carbonated apple juice up before he said, "Oh girls... I have a surprise for you!"

I almost said something, knowing his plan was doomed to fail since the girls would sense his intentions and inevitably make it backfire somehow.

"Watch this," I said to the cousins as Eric walked up to the apparently naive twins.

Just as Eric started to twist the top off with the opening pointed at the twins, the two beauties did what had to be the most impressive slow motion backwards dive. It wasn't until Eric landed on the ground sputtering that I realized their feet had shoved the bottle against Eric's chest and he had gotten the full blast himself.

"You okay?" I said rushing up to him then helped him to his feet.

"Yeah, I guess," he said before wiping some juice from his brow. "I'll be right back."

Eric took three steps forward then dived into the pool, then when I saw Joy start making her way for the steps, I knew he was out for revenge as much as to clean himself off.

"Jeronimo!" Craig whooped as he cannonballed into the pool to aid Eric.

No sooner did Craig hit the water did a "Cowabunga!" come from Shawn as he followed his cousin in.

Seeing the twins were now out numbered, I decided to even things up and dived in after them. Eric had swam between Joy's legs, lifted her off her feet, and was setting up to launch her into the deep end when I surfaced, and before I could get to him, he succeeded in his plan.

Eric barely had time to notice who it was before he found himself lifted off his feet, but the launch was scrubbed when Shawn came out of nowhere and knocked me off balance.

Eric and Shawn naturally teamed up to take me down, and I quickly found myself being lifted up by the pair of them.

Joy was able to surprise them both just as they were getting ready to toss me, and after Shawn got over the shock of her having licked his manhood underwater, Eric and I were both surprised when he swam over to the ladder to get out.

"What's the matter, Shawn?" Eric called after him. "She didn't mean anything by it."

"I'm not getting out because of that," he said as he reached the top and turned towards us, revealing his dick at full mast. "I've just had a hardon so long that it hurts, you know?"

"Shit, Shawn!" Eric exclaimed. "Your dick is... gorgeous!"

"You really think so?" Shawn said watching Eric frantically make his way through the water towards him. "It's not even as big as yours."

"So?" Eric said, lifting himself out and scrambling over to Shawn to get a close look. "It's big enough, and it's so perfect! It's curved, but it doesn't curve to a side, just upwards. And it doesn't have any hair on the shaft! It looks so.. so.. perfect!"

I had swam up to the edge just to get a better look myself, and wrapped my arm around Joy when she joined me, but then lowered it when her hand found my dick and I felt her plea to suck me.

I wondered where her sister was, and then realized Craig was missing also. I found his mind almost immediately, and then understood the reason for Joy's request.

"...is pretty cool too you know," Shawn said sitting down next to Eric. "No. It's awesome, that's what it is. I can't believe how.. how.. God, it is so sexy! I don't know why you think mine is so great. I mean, next to yours, it looks puny."

"Puny? Dude, haven't you ever looked at the other guys in the shower? You're definitely not puny. Wow, do that again."

"I don't think I can," he said, carefully cupping his happy sack with his hand.

"Eric," I interrupted while helping Joy out of the pool. "If you don't want to suck him off, I'll let Joy do it for you. Otherwise I'll just go join Craig and let the twins have their fun with us."

"Oh. Uhm, you can go join Craig," he said staring at Shawn's cock. But then he looked up at Shawn and said, "Is that okay?" Eric asked.

Shawn swallowed hard before saying loudly, "Yeah, that's uhm fine... Can I.. Touch yours though?"

Eric's response wasn't verbal, and since Joy and I were halfway to the changing room, I'm not sure how Eric gave his permission. But obviously he had, for before I went around the corner, I looked back at them, finding Eric already between Shawn's legs while Shawn opened his mouth to get his first taste of Eric's monster dick.

As Joy started lowering me into the thoughtless state Craig was in in the next cubicle, I reached out with my mind and heart to feel Eric enjoying the gift I had given him, and then sighed feeling his remaining ache for James was finally starting to fade away.