This is a fictional story. It is based on many experiences and fantasies of the author. If you are really into graphic sex, it may not satisfy your purpose for coming here. If you like to hear of real love and real teen angst, with a little sex thrown in, you are in the right place. There may be some amount of graphic sex between males. If this is objectionable to you, or you are legally too young to be here, you are cordially invited to press your back button.
Characters: Denny (Dennis Andrew Miggs), 20
Garth Roth, 22
Randy Small, 24
Bob, Denny's Brother 3 years older
Gail, Bob's wife
Jack, Denny's oldest brother, 9 years older
Jack's son's, Jacky, Bobby and DennyToo
Denny's dad, James
Denny's mom, Carol
Ray, Denny's dad's Deputy D.A. friend
Randy's mom and step dad, who shall remain nameless!
Roddy, Flight Attendant
Rollie, Garth's dad
Rob, Garth's cousin
Tad Newliegh, the new roomie
From Chapter 15:
"He may have a point, Denny. I know I don't want to give up either of you. Why should I have to because of antiquated morality that doesn't even apply to us?"
So it all hinges on me! "I don't know. I JUST don't KNOW!" I said, exasperated. "I -- feel -- the same -- as you do -- emotionally. But - - - I just -- let me -- sleep on it. But don't -- expect -- an answer in the morning! I WANT to justify it -- I do! I just don't know if I can."
"Here's something else to think about, then." Tad said. "In the Bible -- and for that matter, more recently, the Mormons practiced it. But it was always multiple wives -- never multiple husbands. Why do you suppose that was?"
"That would be total confusion!" I said. "No one would know who his daddy was!"
"Exactly!" Tad exulted. "But there would be no such confusion -- with us. See how different our situation is. You just can't compare it to heterosexual coupling."
"I'll think about it. That kind of makes sense." I wondered to myself if others were doing it. Well others had to be -- but how many? Without being asked, Tad climbed over me so that I was sandwiched between them. It felt so right -- physically -- even emotionally!
"Tad?"
"Yes?"
"I never asked -- but - What is your -- major?" I asked.
"Law."
"Figures!" I said, shaking my head.
I had very active and confusing dreams, none of which I could remember. Something to do with Garth sleeping with all of us, my mom and dad looking worried, an old man in a robe (Abraham?) scowling. My brother Bob was there too, seeming to look on in wonder.
We woke up a few hours later, when the radio came on. I was still sandwiched between the two of them. I gave Tad a squeeze, and giggled as I squeezed Randy's woody which had worked its way into my butt crack!
"I think I have an answer for you," I said to them both.
Chapter 16
"Really!!!???" Tad suddenly flipped over so he was facing me, his own manhood whacking me in the stomach! I guess he was reading something into my squeeze. Well, he was reading correctly.
"Yeah. My answer is - - - to not have an answer -- for now. If you guys are not worried about it -- neither am I." Well maybe a little, but - - -
Randy hugged me closer, and kissed the back of my neck, and Tad pecked me on the nose.
"BUT: No one else -- okay?"
"Hey -- no way - - " Tad started.
"Don't be so quick to respond, young man!" I retorted. "If three is okay then what's wrong with -- well -- like last night for you, Tad? What about 5? Using your logic, that would be okay too."
"Well, I didn't mean - - "
"Maybe not -- but it's true. So the rules -- MY rules -- are: No one else. And I don't just mean no one else with us here! No one else even when we're outside the room! That's what was wrong with last night. The guys at Rod's place were not known to you."
"And," Randy added, "probably not even known to Roddy!!"
"So we're agreed?" I affirmed. "No one else -- for now -- unless one of us decides it is important enough to -- um -- well -- break off this relationship."
We all were pretty somber by now -- so much so that we even lost our pee-woodies!
"Okay." Tad said.
"Yeah, okay -- that sounds fair." Randy added.
"And to start this `relationship' off right, let me say that I love both of you as if you were my own brothers!" I said.
"Group hug!" Randy blurted out. So we all climbed off the bed and stood there holding each others' naked bodies, and loving every minute of it!
"I gotta get to class!" Tad said.
"I'll bet this is the last time you will get early classes every morning!" Randy said. "Denny and I are going back to bed!"
That brought out a certain one of Tad's fingers, as he disappeared into the bathroom!
The last thing I heard before I went back to sleep was the shower running. I didn't hear Tad leave for class. If we were in the position we woke up in, I'm sure it was hard for him to leave. I was on my back, and Randy was face down between my legs, with his head on my chest. A very comfortable way for two guys to sleep. We woke up about 1 1/2 hours later. My bladder was so full, I asked Randy to very carefully extricate himself from me. He said he was in the same condition. From the condition of his dick, I believed him. It was sorely distended - almost purple! I felt fortunate he didn't pee all over me!
He climbed off me and I followed him into the bathroom. We both painfully bent our boners down and it sounded like a couple horses peeing.
He stepped into the shower. I followed him. He looked up thankfully at me. "You sure you're okay with this arrangement?"
"No -- I'm not sure at all. But -- I trust you guys, and -- so -- I'll live with it for awhile." I nonchalantly grabbed the wash cloth, got it wet and soaped up and started to wash Randy's back and then the rest of him. This seemed so natural to me! When I was done, he reciprocated. When we were all rinsed off, he grabbed me and pulled me down into a wonderful kiss. Man! I love to kiss! He looked up into my eyes with so much love. I wondered if he could do that with both me and Tad. I wasn't sure I could.
We walked out of the room together. As we were leaving, Tad was coming back. "Damn, you guys look goo-ood!" he said. I cringed as others in the hall stopped and stared. Tad disappeared into the room. I looked at the guy nearest me, shrugged and looked up to the ceiling, as if to say, "Damned Freshmen!" Well, I had known before now that people suspected me! Randy looked particularly cowed by the experience.
When I got back to the room, Tad was already there. Randy was still out at baseball practice. Tad was studying, his back to the door. When I entered the room, he turned around. His left cheek was black and blue, and he had a cut on his lip. I guessed what happened, based on what happened to me:
By the time I got to band practice, the word was out. I didn't think anyone ever noticed me or even knew who I was. Some of the other guys at band practice seemed to move away from me. The girl who sat next to me finally asked, "So is it true?"
"Is what true?"
"They've been saying you are gay."
"Is that such a surprise to you?" Obviously that caught her off guard.
"Welp -- I mean -- that is -- not -- uh -- really."
"Gee, thanks Gloria!" I said sarcastically. She blushed deep red! "I have become aware that I don't hide it very well. But one of my roomies kind of blew it this morning, yah know?"
"Oh."
When I saw Tad (he didn't look too bad for it) I said, "So what did the other guy look like?"
"I should have kept my mouth shut!"
"Duh!" I responded. "You're mouth got me pegged for sure. As if they didn't already know, but now they know for sure. I hope Randy's okay."
"What? OH! You mean this morning. Aw shit, I'm sorry! That really was stupid of me! I was talking about what happened to me. I shoulda kept my mouth shut then too, I guess."
"What happened?'
"I went down to the soda machine and a guy there made a remark."
"What did he say?" Nothing would have surprised me!
"He asked me how it was rooming with a couple of fags."
"What?" I asked, incredulously. "He thought we were -- but not you?"
"He thought I was razzing you two!"
"Well -- so -- then why did you - "
"Then I said back to him, `Oh yeah -- well it takes one to know one!' That's when he hit me. He only got me once -- a glancing shot off my cheek and down to my lip!"
"Bet that shut you up!"
"Well -- sort of - "
"Sort of?"
"I didn't SAY any more." He smirked. "But you'll see him soon enough in the hall. He will be the one who looks like he got run over by a semi!"
SHIT!
"Did it ever occur to you that he may have friends?" I asked.
"I couldn't let him dis my best friends! Could I?" Tad was getting defensive.
"But it wasn't as if he was -- let me see -- what's the word? Oh yes -- WRONG! Tad, he was right on! Well, except about you!" I was getting maybe a little too hard on him. But it was one of those upper class things! And truly, life would not be the same now. At least Randy and I were outed by our roommate.
As we were talking, Randy came bursting in the door, and slammed it behind him -- and locked it! And then collapsed against the door."
"Randy!" Tad said. "What's wrong?"
"YOU, FUCKHEAD! YOU're what's WRONG!" Randy was out of breath, and red faced from running.
Tad went directly for his dresser and started pulling clothes out. "Guess I better go. I can't seem to do anything right!" His eyes were full of tears.
"What?!!" Randy hollered, unbelievingly, as he forcefully turned Tad around to face him. "Are you gonna threaten to leave every time something goes wrong, you little runt?!"
I almost laughed as I saw little Randy yelling up at the much bigger but completely cowed Tad!
"What -- er -- what do you want me to do?" Tad whimpered, and sat on his bed.
"Act like a MAN, damn it! You may or may not be gay -- but -- JEEZ! Don't act like some pussy! You're a man, ass hole! Act like one! Not some scared little girl!"
Tad sat there on his bed looking totally bewildered. He put his hands -- first up to his face like he was going to start crying then as the tears started to flow freely, he looked up at Randy, then shrugged and shook his head.
"And you can start," Randy continued, "by stopping that fucking whimpering! There's a fucking time to cry -- I know that! But - " He paused for a moment. "HEY! I'm TALKING to you, GRUNT! Get UP!" I had never seen this side of Randy. I was glad he was not shouting at me! Tad quickly but shakily got to his feet, and sucked up his snot.
Then Randy softened. "Tad, I love you -- like I love Denny. He looked tenderly at me and then back to Tad. You're my brother! Are you willing to lose that because of a little shit happens? I'm not!" Then Randy looked closer at Tad's face. "What happened to you?"
"I -- I -- I -- t-t-took some -- er -- shit earlier from -- from - "
Randy shot a look at me. "Did YOU do this to him?" He asked incredulously.
"No, I wouldn't do that." I said as I looked at Tad.
Tad took a deep breath. "First of all, I'm sorry. I screwed up -- bad!" He explained to Randy what he told me earlier. Randy settled down a bit.
"Wow! You did that for us?" Randy said. I reminded Randy that now we were out, and Tad wasn't. It wasn't anything malicious on my part. I just wanted him to know that we would have to be careful now.
"Well, I can tell you," Randy said, "I took some flack at practice today!. My butt still hurts from being snapped by wet towels! I also found out about two other guys on the team! They are a couple. They spoke to me after practice. They're still closeted too. Well drop the `too'. I guess I -- er -- we are not any longer."
"That's not the worst of it." Tad said. "They -- well at least in the dorm -- think I'm straight. Who -- who were you running from -- when you came in?"
"Some of the guys downstairs tried to rough me up. There were too many of them. I ran. I saw the guy that you creamed this afternoon, Tad. He looked pissed! I doubt we've seen the end to this!"
Randy glared at Tad and was just opening his mouth to say more when there was loud banging on our door. We looked at each other. "Should we open it?" I said.
"We may as well." Randy said. "We have to have this out sooner or later." I agreed. I was closest to the door. I quietly unlocked it and opened it. I looked out into the hall. All I saw were the backs of three guys, as they disappeared down the stairs. Then I saw it. They had nailed a note to our door.
"We don't want any fags -- or fag lovers in this dorm!" It was scrawled on a torn scrap of notebook paper.
"Well, Mr. Newliegh," the dean said, "it looks like you have reason for complaint. I heard about this earlier. From what I heard, you walloped the other guy pretty bad. But," he paused, looking for the right words, "It looks like we are going to have to have a meeting of your whole dorm."
O Goody! Just GREAT!
"- so, bottom line, what I'm saying," the dean was addressing the whole dorm in a group meeting, in the common. HER cleared his throat for emphasis. "What I'm saying is that discrimination of this kind will not be tolerated." The dean was a small man, balding, but he spoke with authority.
"What about Rich?" a voice called out.
"I've talked to Mr. Richards. He admitted to me that he was the aggressor - - after a few witnesses told me." A few accusing glares went around the room. "He promises to be on his best behavior. I EXPECT all of you to follow suit!" With that he looked straight and obviously at Tad. "and -- you and your friends will do whatever is necessary to minimize further controversy" Then he looked all around the room. Some looked angry, others apologetic, and two still looked belligerent. He glared straight at them. "Is that understood?" The belligerent ones backed down, and nodded.
After the meeting, several guys came up to me and said that they had nothing against us. One even joked that I could come down and visit under his covers any time. It was not said maliciously, and I didn't take it that way.
Back in our room, we were all pretty subdued. "That went pretty well." Tad said, but it sounded more like a question.
"Gonna have to watch out for those two guys from downstairs, I think. They didn't look pleased." Said Randy.
"Fuckin' footballers!" Tad remarked.
"Hey," I retorted, "Two of those others -- the ones who talked to us after -- were also on the football team. Lets not make the mistake of generalizing, huh?"
"I guess." Tad answered. "By the way -- um -- I - well -- that is -- well, I uh - "
"You're gonna have to learn how to speak English, Dude!" Randy said.
"HRMPH!" Tad started again. "I don't know -- how to -- say it! I just feel so -- shitty -- about what I did -- to you guys. I still am surprised you did not throw me out." He said, shaking his head, and looking at the floor.
"Tad," I said, "Look at us. Both of us." He did. "Do you see anything but love here?"
"Well, - er -- no, I guess."
"Boy -- you got a lot to learn." Randy said. Then he smiled. "I usually have to remind myself that you are more than six years younger than I am. Right now you look it!"
Tad smiled back and actually ran into Randy's arms. They embraced -- full body -- then broke the hug.
"Well, I gotta study," I said. "No more cees for me!" I said, feeling quite left out.
"Uh-uh! You don't get off that easy!" Randy said. He grabbed me in an almost violent hug and then Tad came up from behind. Their energy went through me like a bolt of lightning. An electric shock seemed to bolt through me from my head down to the end of my penis -- grounding itself in my balls! I KNOW Randy felt my intensely flexing dick! I felt some of the same from him. Tad kissed my neck, and then I felt his on my butt! I kissed Randy passionately, then Randy stretched his neck up and kissed Tad. I wasn't standing for that. I then turned and nosed my way in to Tad's face. His tongue crept into my mouth, with Randy's still licking Tad's lower lip. We looked into each others eyes and then for some reason, fell apart laughing.
"I want some more of that!" I said. "But later!" I walked to my desk and sat down, opened my notebook and started to decipher my notes from this morning. I didn't even turn around as I heard the other two undress and slip in to my bed. They were both asleep when I joined them. Randy was against the wall, and I had to push Tad over to climb in. He woke up momentarily and when I got in, he wrapped his hands around my neck and looked me in the eyes.
"Thank you -- so much!" then he kissed my mouth with more passion that I was expecting. And I kissed him back. We fell asleep in each others' embrace. We woke up in the same position. The only difference was Randy was up close behind Tad. I woke first and looked at both of their faces. Both looked so peaceful and so happy. I woke up before the radio came on, so I just watched them for about 5 minutes. A momentary deep sorrow overcame me as I thought about Garth, then it passed.
I wondered how long the three of us could last. How long before someone else caught the eye or attention of one of us. They both thought this was a natural situation. I wasn't so sure. I reflected on all that had happened to me since September. Me? Well, to me and all the people I loved. I found myself wishing that the three of us could just stay as we were.
Tad woke up next, bringing me out of my reverie. "Hi." He whispered, after a little wakeup moan, and a tired smile.
"I'll be right back -- gotta pee!" I said. When I came back, Tad was turned around facing Randy, and Randy had his face all screwed up.
"NO!" Randy insisted. "You don't wanna kiss me now. Dragon breath! I can tasted it!"
"Mine or yours?" Tad said.
"Mine!" Randy answered. I know its terrible.
"I know!" Tad said, But - - - I don't care. I like it anyway."
"And you're sick."
"I don't know why! I've read that some guys french their lovers bums! Talk about bad breath! Yours isn't half as bad as most - "
"Most? Most what? Most guys butts you've smelled?" Randy laughed.
"OOO! You're gonna pay for that remark!"
"No way, Sucker! I outrank you! You're a lowly frosh!"
"I bet the campus court wouldn't see it that way! Once a guy gets another guy under the sheets, they are equals!" Tad laughed, as he pinned Randy.
Randy came back with gusto! "You'll never be my equal!" and Randy flipped Tad over and pinned him to the mattress!
"Oh yeah, well, don't be too sure, old man! I sure as hell got that little winkie of yours beat!"
I just stood there, amused by the two of them. They WERE like a couple of brothers! Well, they had so much in common, I thought to myself.
"OOOOO! You're right!" Randy crooned. "Look at that monster. Biggest Tad-pole' I ever saw! Get it? Tad's pole'? I think you might just be bordering on freak! Like the Incredible Hulk! EEEK! I think it's turning green! Get away from me!" They wrestled some more -- completely trashing my bed sheets. We were all laughing. I was wishing I were in there with them!
Then it hit me. I would always be odd man out in this group. I really believed that only two of us could make it -- if that -- long term. I reasoned, would it be better if two guys with so much in common were a couple -- both coming from severely flawed families -- were together -- or would it work better if one wasn't hauling so much crap into the relationship. (Uh -- that would be me -- right?)
Part of me said "Run away as fast and as far as you can get". The other part said, "I really love both these guys!" I figured someone was going to get hurt. I wasn't sure if I wanted that to be me. I didn't want either of these two boys to get hurt further. Tad saw me standing there with a distant look on my face. He grabbed my hand and jerked me off balance and I fell on the two of them.
Both of them had raging boners. I didn't! Randy grabbed my softie and said, "What's this? How pathetic!"
His face was practically in my crotch anyway, so he clamped on to it with his mouth and started sucking with all he had. What a strange phenomenon! His sucking seemed to blow it up! He was also fondling the hair on my nuts. I was all of a sudden out of control. I saw one of his hands shift over to Tad's throbbing monster, and he started to pump it fast! Tad's and my faces were close, so we started to kiss, and my hand found it's way to Randy's stiff little pecker. I rammed my hand up and down as fast as I could under the circumstances.
By this time of course mine -- still being stroked by Randy's mouth, was like a steel piston, as my hips started to buck with his rhythm. Just then Tad started to moan really high pitched. He shot all over both of us and himself. That started me to going and I screamed out like an animal. Randy followed close behind me. We all three collapsed in a mass of sweat, saliva and cum. Randy continued to suck gently on my quickly deflating piece, his face plastered against my inner thigh, and slipping around in the goo.
I scooped up some of the spunk -- I don't know whose - and put it in my mouth and then kissed Tad deeply. He objected at first, but when he got a taste, and found out it wasn't bad, he kissed me with renewed passion, and started to hump my other leg. The youngster was again hard as a rock. I grabbed Randy's head and redirected his mouth onto Tads pole! He started to bob on it. I was sure his neck would be sore later on. Then I felt the old man's dick hardening against my knee. I turned around -- upside down and took it into my own mouth. That put mine in line with Tads mouth, and he didn't have to be asked!
As we all sucked each other to completion one more time, I forgot all about my earlier doubts.
At least for the moment.
When we were all finished, I said, "I don't know what brought that on. Maybe something in the water!"
"Well, then." Randy quipped, "We need to bottle it and sell it! We'll be millionaires!"
Tad just lay there looking dreamily at the two of us. He looked like he was in heaven or something. A slight, `Mona Lisa' smile playing across his lips. "That was amazing!" he finally said. "You GUYS are amazing!"
"Tad!" I exclaimed. "You're gonna be -- well you're already late -- for class!"
"Yeah, I am, aren't I" he said dreamily. "It's okay. It's English Lit -- no problem. But I do have to get goin'. Can't miss my English Tort Law class!" he raised himself halfway up, cum dripping and stringing out between him and us. He fell back down. "Wow -- I'm wiped out! Always thought `morners' should energize you!"
I got up and pulled him up, then pushed him toward the bathroom. He limped in. As the shower started to run, Randy pulled me into another long and wonderful kiss. We slipped all over each other. I pulled the cover over us, and we fell back asleep for another hour. I vaguely remember Tad kissing us both goodbye as he left. "I love you!" he said before shutting the door.
I woke up to see Randy watching me. "You are a beautiful sight to see -- or watch." He said.
"You ain't bad to look at yourself!" I shot back.
"No -- don't cheapen what I told you! You looked so peaceful and happy there."
"That's exactly how I feel at the moment. Peaceful, happy and - - - loved."
He swallowed hard. "Well, you are THAT!" He said. "The way Tad looks at you! Wow!"
"And you!" I added.
"Yeah, I know I look at you that way, too, but - "
"No! I mean, he looks at you like that too!" I said.
"Do you think so?" He said. "I don't."
"You just can't see it." I replied.
"Hmmm. Maybe I don't wanna see it."
WHAT? "Why?"
"Denny, I think I am falling for you!"
"Falling?" I was afraid of what would come next.
"In love!" He said. He had a hurt look on his face. I suppose he read the look on my own face. I could not hide it. My heart stopped. And if my face dropped in step with the way I was feeling, it told him.
"Randy -- I -- I'm -- both -- uh -- flabbergasted and uh -- so -- uh -- humbled!" Damn! How could I tell him! "To watch you two wrestle on my bed earlier -- you have to be more attracted to Tad!"
"Aw -- he's -- he's -- like a little brother to me! I love him. And the sex was great -- And great fun. But -- Denny -- I love - "
"DON'T SAY IT!" was screaming out in my head!
"Denny -- I want you to know that I have not ever felt like I feel this moment -- toward you."
I was stunned. Certainly what he felt could not be love! Not THAT kind of love! He felt close to me, I know! I -- well -- my family offered him a life line. And -- SHIT!
"And -- well - " he continued, "It's obvious by your face and -- your hesitation -- that -- you are not -- um -- ready to say it back to me. I won't try to keep it from you. I don't want you to feel bad -- and -- I know you will -- and do -- but I feel -- well kind of empty right now."
"Randy, I didn't - "
"No, let me finish. Nothing you can say is going to change how I feel toward you -- or ease my -- er -- disappointment. But at least let me tell you -- I don't blame you -- not even in the least. I can see in your eyes that you feel terrible. It's okay. I've never let myself feel before. You may think it's crazy -- but it actually feels good to feel like crap at the moment! It feels so much better than feeling nothing. Since I've met you, I have learned so much."
"I -- I just don't know what to say, Randy. I definitely love you! But -- I just am not -- can't say - "
"Can you at least be straight with me?"
"You mean as opposed to gay?"
"Ha ha! No! Is there -- er -- anyone else?"
His eyes drilled into me. I could not lie to him! "Randy," my eyes immediately started to tear up. "I -- (SIGH!) I was feeling like -- well -- I feel like I am falling for -- Tad!"
"Wow!" Randy said. HE looked as if he just was gut punched. I hated it, but he asked me a direct question and demanded a the truth. "So if I'm reading this right, I love you, you love Tad and if you are right -- Tad prefers me! Isn't that cute!"
"Okay, let's not jump to any conclusions here!" I said. "We have all hardly known each other yet." I thought some more. "It's like -- well last night I thought about Garth and a little sorrow entered my being. But -- he's gone now -- and it's not unbearable. So I wonder if I really was in love with him.. You see?"
"So -- it's all relative?"
"Maybe. I never felt that way about anyone. I assumed it was love. That I was `in love'. Yet now, not more than a few weeks later -- it's just a passing feeling of sorrow. I wonder if any of us experience love -- really -- in the classic way. I mean -- I don't mean to cheapen the way you feel, but -- I thought I felt this way too."
"Wow! That's pretty heavy, Dude!"
"I know."
Notes: Is it all relative? Are we just thrown together by chance and circumstance, and we connect in the best way we can? Are there different levels -- ever deepening -- of love -- or of being in love? I for one believe this is the case. I thought I was in love years ago. Then I fell in love "for real" or "more deeply", and what I had before no longer is love -- or "in love". I now have a different standard. Maybe it IS all relative! Your comments are welcome. Please enter "Denny" in the subject line. S4d@hotmail.com
Love, Steve