After our first time, we started being together almost every day.
It was odd; all other times I had read about after the first time
the two people in question drifted apart. It instead brought us
closer, and it was wonderful.

To be expected, this extra attention to one another began drawing
the attention of others. I learned when I was about 21 that my
family had known Justin and I were a couple, even though they
never said it in so many words. His own family, however, voiced
it loudly.

He was born a Catholic, but had long ago expressed his feelings
toward established religion. He's Agnostic, I'm Atheist. His
mother and grandparents, after they found out those two details,
really started hating me. After they learned he and I shared the
same bed, they kicked him out of their house completely.

My mother, being the most wonderful woman a person could ask to
have as a mother, took him in. By then, she had known about us,
and seemed perfectly fine with helping out. He was about a month
from turning 17 when he was removed from his home, and she took
him into her own until he was 18, I 19, and we rented an
apartment together. I at the time, lived with my grandparents, as
did my 4 year old sister. CPS problem, long story.

When all was said in done, I was 18 my senior year of high
school, he 17, and it was the most wonderful time of my life.
School was going great. After he and I got together, my grades
went sky high once again. I was as happy as can be, and when I
was happy, I was good in school. The previous two years I had
been basically a loner, always depressed. My family was scared I
wouldn't graduate.

Justin, after the initial shock of coming out to me, and our
first times of love, came out quite well to the rest of our
friends, and it didn't take a genius for them to realize we were
together. Especially when he became bold enough to hold my hand
during school, or kiss me, or other such nonsense couples do just
to show off their love for one another. Sure, we had a few
stares, and our lives threatened a couple of times along the way,
but we made it through, and we were happy.

And then we met Ty. He was a freshman my senior year. Turned 15
in October. Tall, skinny, long blonde hair; skater dude to the
hilt. I wouldn't exactly call him cute, but he had an aura of
pure innocence around him, despite his type. Justin was a junior
by then, and was the one that introduced me to him. He and Ty
shared a couple of elective classes together, and they seemed to
instantly bond. I too, felt his aura, and was interested to learn
what lay beneath this new kid on the block...



*		*		*


 "Hey Jim!" I heard behind me. I turned around from my water
drinking and saw Justin running up the hall with a girl in tow.

"Hey love," I shouted back, winking. He came to a sudden stop a
few feet from me, and I realized then that it wasn't a girl he
had brought over.
	
"Excuse me... did you just call him `love'?" The long-haired
blond boy asked, a puzzled look crossing his slightly freckled
face.

"I forgot I didn't tell you about James!" Justin looked over at
him and smiled sheepishly. "He's my lover. Isn't that right Jim?"
he turned back toward me and hugged me tightly. I reciprocated
all too happily as I watched the new boys' face go from
puzzlement to pure astonishment.

"Wow..." he trailed off. "You didn't tell me you had a
boyfriend." Justin let go of me to stand back next to him.

"Sorry, guess it slipped my mind."

"Oh," I chimed in, "I feel so much better knowing I just `slipped
your mind' like I didn't even exist but in a dream."

"I'm sorry!" He waved his hand toward the newcomer. "This is Ty.
Ty Manning. Ty, this is James Reyna."

"Good to meet you," I extended my hand out, and he took it like
it were a fragile piece of glass.

"You too," he said simply.

"You look a bit young, no offence. And I've never seen you around
before."

"I'm a freshman. From South Heights Middle. This is my first year
here." He blushed slightly. "You look older than most here, I
assume you're a senior."

"You assume correctly. Don't worry; I'm not going to steal your
lunch money or anything like that. I don't look at people as
classes, just as people." I smiled to reassure him. It worked,
because he relaxed slightly.

"So... uh, how long have you two been uh... well, together?"

"Wow!" Justin once again jumped in. "It's been what? Nearly 4
months now? Let's see, he turned 18 July, I turned 17 in August,
we were together for about 2 or 3 months by then, it's September
now... hmm, yep! 4 months or so!"

I couldn't resist anymore. "Sorry to jump in, but is it just me,
Justin, or are you extra happy today? You sound very, very
happy..."

"I am happy today!" he gave a giant smile before he continued. "I
just got word that I'm eligible to take duel-course classes next
semester. I was also told that because I've already been doing
12th grade work, I will be able to graduate this year instead of
next!" He stared at me to see my reaction. All I could give was a
blank stare.

"Holy... SHIT! Justin, that's great news! That is so awesome!" I
grabbed him by the arms and hugged him tight. "That is the most
incredible news love," I whispered in his ear. I glanced over to
see Ty just standing, watching us. Not to let him feel left out,
I pulled back off of Justin, then looked at him and winked,
nodding ever so slightly in Tys' direction. He got my message,
and pressed his lips to mine, locking himself to me.

We made out, right in the middle of the school hallway, for
nearly 2 minutes, before he pulled back, his tongue falling out
of my mouth. I looked back at Ty, to see him just standing there
in shock. I also noticed something else... a bulge, not very
large, but a bulge no less, on his rather baggy jeans. That got
my mind wondering. I had to speak with Justin later about this...
development.

"Well, the bell's abou-" the bell rang. "Rather, just rang,"
Justin said as he let his arms drop off my shoulders. "Might as
well head to class. I'll see you at lunch hunky!" He blew me a
kiss then trotted off. Ty was still standing there, with that
same stupid look on his kinda-cute face.

"We weren't kidding when we said we were together..." I said.

"I noticed. I've never seen anything like that before..." He
blushed slightly, then said, "At South Heights, we were told to
never engage in any physical activities with others, boy or girl.
It's a private school, you see. This is my first time at a
public."

"Ah, well, I shall extend an official invite to join me during
lunch to eat and have some fun, if you so desire. My car's parked
back behind the auditorium. Just look for a red Chevy Blazer."

"Ok," he said quietly. "I'll come by. Justin is my first friend
here; looks like you're my second. I can't turn down the offer."
With that, he turned on his heels, and ran down the opposite hall
from the one Justin took.

I spent the next few class-hours pondering about the new boy. Was
he gay too? Was he afraid one of us would come on to him if he
came out to us? No, that'd be stupid. Maybe his other friends,
those skater kids, would hate him if they found out he was gay.
Yeah, that had to be it. Either way, I had to find out. But I
wasn't sure how. I had to talk to Justin.

And that's what I did. Lunch came around, and I headed to my car.
Monday, tacos. Just like every Monday before. Justin rushed up
beside me as I headed to the car, carrying some papers.

"I told you!" he said as he held the papers 2 inches from my
face. It was some letters from the Principal.

"Did I say I didn't believe you?"

"Well, no. But I told you!" He kissed my cheek. He sure had
become comfortable in the past few months. It was nice, but
sometimes he was a little "too" over-loving.

"I need to talk to you about your new little friend."

"Really now? What about?"

"Our little make-out session this morning was a little more
appreciated by him if you know what I mean."

"You're joking!" He stopped in the middle of the sidewalk. I
stepped a few paces ahead and turned around.

"Well, if a little bulge in the front of his pants is a joke,
then I must be retarded. No Justin, I think there's something he
hasn't told you nor I. And I think we should find out."

"OOOOOOOOOOOOO, you make me jealous! But I like it! Kinda kinky
actually!"

I could only smile. "I knew you'd be on the same page. Wanna talk
to him today?"

"Yeah, he knows me better, I'll talk to him alone. Probably
during sixth."

"Alright," I turned around and started for the car, Justin
pulling up the rear... a little to literally. He smacked me on
the ass as I turned around, inducing a slight jolt from me and
some giggles from a little group of girls standing near us.
Again, I could only smile, and I gave the girls a little wink,
which sent more giggles flying. Ahh women, they see a guy do that
to a girl and they get mad; a guy doing it to another guy, and
they go hysterical. Such strange creatures...

My car came into view, and a skinny blond figure was standing
near it. As we drew nearer, I noticed that he had his hair
covering his face. Odd; thought only Emos did that...

"What's up!" I yelled across the parking lot at him. He looked
up, and moved his hair off to the sides of his head.

"Nothing! Just thinking!" he yelled back. We got to the car, and
I went around and unlocked it. We all got in, and took off for
the Taco Bell nearby.

"So uh... what's it like? You know, being... gay? Is that alright
to call you?" Ty asked. I looked in the rearview mirror at him,
and noticed his face was red.

"Don't worry about what you call us. Gay is the most common name,
homosexual is too much of a mouthful, pardon the pun, homo is a
bit derogative, fag and faggot also derogative. Gay's fine." I
smiled and winked at him, and his faced turned an even darker
red.

"Alright... I've just never met anyone who was gay, much less a
couple. It's all... different."

"The media makes it seem that way don't they? Don't listen to
that bullshit. There's so much more to being gay than fucking up
the ass and wearing women's clothes. It's also not a choice like
they make it out to be. You're either gay or straight, there's no
choice about it."

"Well put Jim!" Justin said. "He's right you know. You can
pretend all you want to be straight, but in the end, it'll come
out. It's the nature of Humanity to find consolation in a
partner, and if you're gay and try to do that with a woman, it's
just not fulfilling. James and I here," he grabbed my free right
hand and rubbed it gently with his thumb, "found that out almost
the hard way. He had been out for several months to me and
several others, and had just determined that he didn't have to
hide himself any longer, before I came out. It was the most
difficult thing in my whole life, but when I finally came out to
him, and he held me in his arms, it was like Heaven. To this day
nothing beats holding each other, nothing. The sex is not what it
is all about, although tiger here is a rough one in-"

"Alright Justin, I think he heard enough of that." I gave him a
light slap on the wrist. I looked back up at the mirror again to
see he had turned yet another shade of maroon, and I glanced back
to notice another bulge in his pants. He was getting turned on by
us!

We ordered our lunch, and headed back for the school, eating on
the way. My air conditioner didn't work, so we were stuck with
rolling down the windows. It was already in the low 90s, and
wasn't very comfortable.

"So... I guess you two have... well, done it?" This kid was
getting bold!

"If you're so bold to ask," I started, "then yes, quite a few
times. Although as Justin already said, it's not the sex that
defines a relationship."

"Oh... I know. But I don't understand... how it's done... I don't
even know how a boy and girl does it. It's all so new to me." He
was going to make it easy on us, I was sure he was going to just
come out to us in a matter of seconds.

"Why are you so curious about it?" Justin asked just as I opened
my mouth to ask the same thing.

"I... I don't know... It's just so... different... and you two
feel naturally comfortable to talk to. I feel like I can trust
you two... can I trust you two?"

"Of course," I said. "We have no reason to tell stuff about you,
unless you give us a reason to. And that'll only happen if you
try to hurt one of us, which, from what I can tell from you, you
wouldn't. Can I ask a few questions?"

"Yeah, yeah of course." He stopped blushing and looked into my
eyes through the mirror.

"I'm usually pretty good at reading people, save for Justin here.
You seem to be more of a loner than a skater."

"Yeah... I used to be all big and bad in middle school, but when
I turned 14, I started feeling different. I didn't want to hang
out with those people anymore."

"Puberty..." I said idly.

"Yeah... I guess so."

"Have you ever had any contact with a girl?"

"No... like I said earlier, we were told to basically not even
look at another person. It was a horrible place."

"What about a guy?"

"What? No!"

"Ok... if you want us to trust you, then you have to trust us.
I've heard that answer so many times from people, and I know it's
a lie."

He stared at me, trying to get angry. But then his face relaxed
slightly, and he gave in. "I did... touch a guy, a couple of
years ago. We were close friends, and he was over at my house. He
taught me how to jack off, and then we started jacking each other
off. He wanted me to... lick him, but I told him no, and we
stopped talking after that."

"Why'd you tell him no?"

"Cause that's just gross!" He stuck out his tongue and made a
sour-puss look. It was so boyish I couldn't help but laugh. He
looked like a 10 year old.

"How would you know?" I asked after my laughing subsided. He
looked away, rather, at Justin, and said simply: "cause it is."

"Would you lick a pussy?"

"Well I don-"

"Alright then, same difference bud. Besides, how would you know
it's gross? You just told us you've never done anything except
jack a guy off and refuse to suck him. Which, by the way, is a
majorly rude thing to do to the guy who taught you to jack off."

"Well... but it'd be... isn't it?... That'd just seem like it....
It'd be so gross."

"Wanna find out?" Justin asked out of no where.

"What?!" Ty and I said at the same time. Justin gave me this look
of utter stupidity, then turned back to Ty.

"I asked: do you want to find out?"

"Justin," I said, "just what on this helluvan Earth do you want
to let him `find out'?" I asked, using my fingers to air out the
quotations.

"Well, one of us sucks him off and see how he likes it!"

"Ok, first of all, isn't that considered cheating on me? Second,
he's not even gay! Third, who on this Earth said I wanted to try
that with him?" I looked back at Ty to see he had his hand raised
like a schoolboy. "Yes Ty?"

"Um... I never... said I wasn't... well, you know... gay. I don't
know what... what I am really. I'd... I'd... I'd-"

"Spit it out!" I said.

"I'd like to try... that..."

"Holy Goddamn me..." He really did want to, I thought to myself.
He wanted to get sucked off by one of us and see if he liked it.

"See?" Justin perked up and looked back at me, his face brighter
than even earlier that morning when he had told me the news about
his schooling.

I was unsure. He was cute and all, but it just didn't seem right
to Justin and Is relationship. It felt like it'd be cheating on
one another. But Justin seemed intent on doing it, so I had no
choice.

"Fine. But we do it on my terms, and my terms only. Now look, my
mom is gone this whole week with my Uncle to New Mexico. That
means Justin's house is empty until Friday."

"Wait," Ty jumped in. "Justin lives with your mom? Are you
brothers too?"

"Dude, no, we're not brothers... it's a long story. I'll tell you
later. But as I was saying, his house is empty until Friday. Now,
my grandparents don't care what I do any more, or where I am. So
that won't be a problem. What about you?" I asked Ty.

"I can tell my parents I have an orientation to go to for
basketball."

"Nice pun... anyway, that should work. Didn't know you played
sports. Anyway, do we want to meet up tonight?"

"That'd be fine," he said.

"Alright then. Have your mom drop you off here at the school at
6:30. I'll be waiting. Once I have you, we'll head over to
Justin's.

"Alright!" they both said at the same time, like Ty and I
earlier.

"In that case, let's go to class. The bell rang 2 minutes ago."
We shuffled out of my car and headed for class; I holding
Justin's hand and Ty kind of tagging along behind. He and Justin
shared 5th and 6th periods together, so he followed him into the
class after I gave Justin my parting kiss.

I spent the rest of the day pondering the whole situation I
somehow got myself into. It seemed so surreal. Like, mostly
reality but mostly fantasy... made no sense to me.

Justin seemed so excited about this, and it made me worry. I was
by no means the jealous type; quite the opposite. But he was so
eager to bring a new guy into bed, and it had me slightly
worried. He wouldn't cheat, I knew that for a fact. He was far
too loyal to those close to him to cheat on his boyfriend, but...

I digressed and told myself I was just over-cooking the
situation. He just wanted to bring a new person into the
beautiful world of sex, and that was all...

So I kept telling myself...



*		*		*


I watched the green Honda pull up in the parking lot, and a blond
haired boy stepped out, turning around and bending over slightly
to get something from the floorboard. The Honda pulled off, and
after the coast was clear, he ran for my car and jumped in the
passenger seat.

"It's 6:45... you're late. I was beginning to think you chickened
out."

"I did," he blushed and closed the door.

"Well, let's get to Justin's then."

He only lived a few blocks from the school, on the other side of
one of the main streets in town, so it was a quick drive. He and
my mother lived in a small trailer house. She was divorced from
my father, which was about 6 or 7 years ago, and never did
re-marry. Part of the reason she took in Justin was to have
someone around. I wanted to come back, but at the time she was
still struggling with drugs. Now that I was 18, I figured it was
too late.

We got out of the car and went up the porch, the light flicking
on as we did and Justin opened the door. The house smelled of
ramen noodles; he obviously ate not too long ago.

"Evening love, Ty." He hugged me as we walked in. I replied with
a peck on the cheek.

"Mornin'" I said back.

"Hi," Ty added in.

"So! How do we do this?" Justin asked, getting to the point a lot
quicker than I had hoped. I was looking forward to this little
fiasco sort of, but most of me still thought it was wrong.

"How about we fuck until dawn and see how he likes it?" I said
sarcastically.

"Not yet Jim! He's too young!" He walked over to Ty and grabbed
him by both shoulders. "How about we do a little `we show you
ours you show us yours'?"

I sighed and shrugged. I wasn't against exhibitionism. Everyone
knows we did it all the time at school! "Alright, I can agree to
that, if he wants to."

"Ye... yeah... I guess." He started fumbling with his shirt.

"Hold on a second!" I said, grabbing his hands. "We agreed, we'll
go first. It'll make it easier on you. Justin, let's just go to
our underwear first. Ok?"

"Alright."

"Alright..." Ty said, shaking my hands off of his. I walked
around the living room and closed all the blinds and the door,
and took my place beside Justin.

"Okay, here goes." I grabbed my shirt and pulled it off slowly,
revealing my flat chest. Justin did the same, only he had begun
sporting a small six-pack, working out alongside his golfing. He
looked hotter than hell with no shirt on and the pair of jeans,
and I could already feel my erection rising. I looked down and
noticed the same thing on him. We were both turned on just by the
situation and each other.

Ty stared us down, never taking his eyes off of us. It was funny
really, and I noticed once again a bulge forming in the front of
his pants. If he wasn't gay, then he was bi, I knew for a fact.

I grabbed the front of my khakis and fumbled with the button, and
I watched Justin doing the same with his blue jeans. We both got
the buttons and zippers down at the same time, and both our pants
dropped in one swift motion. I was wearing a pair of
loose-fitting red boxers, and Justin was wearing a pair of
tight-fitting light-gray boxer-briefs. Both of our boners were
tenting the fronts, mine more than his, and we both winked at
each other at the sight.

By now Ty had his hand, unconsciously, I'm sure, on the front of
his pants, stroking himself lightly. After a couple of seconds of
our staring, he stopped, but said nothing.

"Judging from the size of that bulge and how you're handling
yourself, I'd reckon a guess that you like what you see before
you." I laughed a little bit, and Justin joined in. Ty just stood
there, mesmerized. Unable to control himself any longer, Justin
reached out and grabbed the bulge on Ty's pants. He grasped it
roughly, and the true size of what lay under it became suddenly
visible.

It had to have been at least 2 and a half inches in diameter, and
about 9 or 10 inches long. It was by far the biggest tool I had
ever seen, and I hadn't even seen it in the flesh yet! Justin
withdrew his hand, gasping lightly, most likely at the same
conclusion I had made. This boy was packing a whopper!

The touch drew Ty back to reality, and he suddenly looked me in
the eyes.

"Wow..." was all he could manage.

"You like?" I asked.

"Uh... Ye... ye... yeah! Wow... You two are... wow..." and then
he moved his hands up to his face and started making noises. He
was crying. I took him in my arms and hugged him, as I did Justin
that first night he came out to me.

"Why are you crying? There's nothing to cry about."

"Does this mean... I'm gay?" he said in between pouts. I was at
loss for words, because anything I said could have been construed
by him as an insult.

"No," Justin said, sensing my obvious helplessness. "You could
still be bi. You've never seen a girl naked before or anything.
But... you obviously like guys..." He started crying a little
harder in my arms, but then suddenly stopped, and withdrew from
my embrace.

"You don't have to go through with this, Ty. We can stop, here
and now. Ok?" I grabbed his hand once again, and he grabbed back,
holding it tight.

"No... I want to do this. You've just shown me something about
myself, and... I want to do this."

"Ok... but just remember, we can stop, pack up, and go home
whenever you want." He withdrew his hand, and fumbled off his
shirt. He had a body about like mine; flat, white, but with a
little but more hair. It was mostly a reddish-blond, but he
certainly had more than I did. A patch started at the top of his
belly button, ringed it completely, and drew an almost perfect
triangle straight to the top of his pants waistband. It was
actually pretty attractive, as both Justin and I were almost
completely hairless, except our armpits, legs, and pubes. Neither
of us shaved either, which was another thing about us that made
it so unusual.

He took a few seconds to gauge our reaction, then fumbled with
his pants. They fell around his ankles, and a little pair of
light-blue briefs popped into view, his penis virtually tearing
the waistband off his skin. My hardon instantly got harder, and I
suddenly felt a giant glob of precum coat my boxers. It was the
sexiest thing I had ever seen in my life. I looked over at Justin
to see him wide eyed and jaw agape, a wet spot also on the front
of his boxer-briefs.

I looked back up to see him blushing a fiery red, and then hiding
himself with his hands. It was completely silent and we all just
stared at one another. After what seemed like decades of
standing, I finally got the nerve to reach my hand out. He saw
the approach, but made no move to stop me, and my hand found its
target. I could barely wrap my hand around it, and the fabric
wasn't helping, so I reached in his briefs and grabbed it. He
jumped, and it looked like a slight wet patch of his own appeared
on the front of his undies.

I started stroking gently, reaching over to Justin with my left
hand. We all stood there, me jacking them both off. It was hot as
hell!

"So," I said lightly. "You like?"

"Yeah..." he said, throwing his head back. I got on my knees in
front of him, letting go of Justin. He simply replaced my hand
with his, and watched me intently. I peeled the blue briefs off
his waist, and ran them down his legs, the full length of him
slapping my nose he was so long. I stuck my tongue out and licked
the head; he was uncircumcised, which turned me on even more,
although the thought of how clean he was ran through my mind. It
smelt like he had showered before he got here, so that was a
relief. I probed my tongue into his foreskin and found the head,
and he suddenly slammed his body into me, forcing about 4 or 5
inches into my mouth. It hurt, to say the least; my mouth almost
didn't expand large enough to fit. But, it did, and I bobbed my
head on it, lacking any other method of which to pleasure him. He
seemed to like it, because he literally kept ramming himself down
my throat, rather, trying to ram himself down my throat. Not even
I could deep-throat that goliath!

I withdrew my mouth suddenly, and heard a moan of displeasure,
but I looked back up at Justin with my best puppy dog eyes.

"Ugh..." he said. Then sighed heavily. "Fine. But you have to
suck me off while he does it!"

"Thank you!" I reached for my pants and pulled a condom out of
the front pocket. The packaging was a bit resistant, but I
managed to unwrap it, and roll it down Ty's member. He only
stared a question, and I finally answered him after he was as
covered as he was going to get.

"You, my incredibly giant friend, are going to fuck me."

"You mean... in the... butt...?" He seemed shocked.

"In the ass, yes, and I'm not going to let something that
magnificent go wasted."

"But... I don't wan-"

"Believe me, the first time is the most incredible feeling. And
according to a couple of my bi-friends, it's actually better than
vaginal intercourse. So, may I?"

"I don... I... well... o.... alri... okay."

"Alright!" I turned around and bent over the couch.

"What... what do I do?"

"Justin, help him."

"Alrighty! Remember, you promised though!"

"I know I know! Just help him get in!" I heard him get up behind
Ty, and suddenly felt something warm touch my hole. It slowly
pushed forward, and kept expanding and expanding. It got right
about to the point where it felt like it was going to rip, and
then stopped. I felt his balls on my ass, and knew he was all the
way in. Justin moved away from him and got in front of me, dick
oozing inches from my face.

"How does it feel?" I asked Ty.

"Tight... hot... wow..."

"All I wanted to know," I replied, and pulled myself forward,
then backward, sucking in Justin's cock as I moved. Ty got the
idea, and started thrusting in and out, an inch at first, and
then steadily growing. I felt him finally make it to where just
his head was in, and then I'd push back on him hard, and again he
got the idea. He fucked me hard, while I proceeded to milk Justin
with my throat. It was certainly different, in a good way.
Sucking your boyfriend off while being fucked by a boy you just
met that morning, kind of causes a few mixed feelings. But I went
with it, and pushed back and forth on the two rods impaled in
either hole of my body.

Ty really got into the feeling, and I felt him bend down slightly
and wrap his arms around my waist. He grabbed my own hardon and
jacked me off while he brutally fucked me. He was also lasting a
lot longer than I thought he would; he either had good control,
or knew more than he said he did. In and out, in and out, his 2.5
inch diameter, 10 inch fucker rammed my ass, and I kept merrily
sucking off Justin, deep-throating him every 6 or 7 thrusts. He
too was fucking me, in the face anyway, thrusting hard and fast.
It was a huge turn on, to say the least.

So much of a turn on, in fact, I was the first to come. I tried
to yell around the cock buried in face, but could only let out a
loud muffled moan, and spurted all over the couch. Ty must have
felt it, because he was the next in line, and I felt him trying
his hardest to fill me with cum, all of it being caught by the
condom. He let out a giant low groan as he came, which set Justin
off, who shot like a shotgun down my throat, 4, 5 , 6 times. We
were all stunned by the intensity, and we just sat still; both
cocks still buried in me. Ty was the first to deflate, and he
popped out of me with a loud PLUNK! Justin was next, and I sucked
him lightly until he finally withdrew completely.

I stood up, looking down at the two beautiful boys panting on the
couch, and I laughed. All I could do; all we had just done, and I
laughed. They looked up at me with a stupid smirk, and joined in
my chorus.

"Wow!" I said as my belly began to hurt from the jolts of
laughter. "Wow! That was the most incredible thing we have ever
done! Ever!"

"No fucking kidding!" Ty yelled. "I've never felt anything like
that before!"

"Guess you're no longer a virgin penetration-wise now, ahe Ty?"
Justin gave him a pat on the back. "Still need to introduce your
little hole though."

"Another day," I said, helping them up off the couch. I picked up
my clothes and started dressing, the other two right behind me.
"I think we've all had enough fun for one night..."

"I agree!" Ty blurted. "That was fucking awesome!" It was obvious
he was hyper after the experience; a part of my mind wondered how
his mother would react to his mood over a `basketball
orientation.' It was certainly an orientation!
