DYLAN'S SOPHOMORE YEAR
Chapter 54
by Donny Mumford
Danny, Robby, and me are enjoying appetizers at Burton's restaurant. I'm making short work of the most expensive appetizer on the menu. It's the twelve dollar lump crab meat, avocado, and tomato appetizer and I must say it taste especially delicious because I don't have to pay for it. Normally Robby's pretty tight with a buck, but he's treating his two boyfriends to dinner. Yep, a miracle. Mostly I'm just joking about him being cheap because Robby's not nearly as tight with a buck as I tease him about. He's treating us to dinner as a welcoming gesture for Danny, the newest member of this summer's landscaping crew. Danny claimed he needed to hear me say I don't mind that he'll be working with us. He was concerned it would be an uncomfortable working environment if I objected to him joining us on the job. I told him it doesn't bother me, and it actually doesn't... not enough to make a stink about it anyway. The three of us, plus Ryan, have been hooking up and hanging out together once or twice a week for a couple of months now. I've gotten to know Danny a little and he's a good guy. His only real flaw from my prospective is he seems to be in love with my boyfriend. A small matter that Robby feels we can use as a test of Robby's and my true love. If our open relationship is going to work we need to avoid jealousy associated with each other's side-sex choices. And yeah I guess that's true because Robby and I have agreed a number of times that side-sex is acceptable until we're ready to settle down exclusively with each other. We're not ready for that yet so Robby's has his side-sex buddy, Danny, and I've got mine in Ryan. In both cases there might be more affection involved than the normal, casual side-sex buddies. We have more than normal feelings for these two than with any other side-sex we've had. There might even be some love involved although not the deep true love Robby and I have for each other. We haven't changed our minds that when the time is right we'll continue our plans of getting re-engaged and then get married after college. I'm guessing that Robby's feelings for Danny aren't as advanced as mine are for Ryan because if they are, like the movie astronaut famously said, 'Houston, we've got a problem.' Anyway, as of now the relationships we have with Danny and Ryan certainly verifies that we're not nearly ready for an exclusive relationship at this time.
I'm beginning to think we're never going to be ready for a marriage that excludes side-sex. Maybe that's negative thinking, but at least I acknowledge the possibility of it being true, whereas I don't think Robby does. If I had to guess I'd say Robby thinks he's just biding his time waiting for me to get over my need for variety in my sex life. I'm pretty sure he thinks he can do without it right now and be content with just me. We'll see, but for now the fact remains we do have side-sex buddies and we're both aware who the side-sex buddies are. In that regard it's more open than it's ever been which strikes me as a more mature way of proceeding. That's unless it's a stupider way... ha ha. I'm not sure which, but I lean towards a more mature approach in that we're honest about it. Robby and I feel we're each other's true love and that side-sex won't change that. What I'm beginning to consider is the possibility that after we're married we have 'goomattas' on this side, you know like all the mob bosses on 'The Sopranos' have. 'Goommata', is pronounced, 'goomah', by the mob guys. Instead of chesty and trashy girls with long fingernails, we'd have cute young guys as our 'goomahs'. It's a possible solution, one I haven't got around to sharing with Robby yet.
The other thing is I've retained some of my old ways of sneaking around for other side-sex. Well, not exactly sneaking around so much as I keep it to myself. I'm apparently more into a diversified sex life than Robby or Ryan because I have these occasional extra side sex flings. I'm assuming Robby and Ryan would both be a little upset to learn they're not enough for me... yet. Yeah, and knowing it would probably upset them I spare them the concern by keeping it secret. I can say in all truthfulness that my other side-sex interest are strictly fun without a smidgen of love involved. It's side sex with gay friends in the purest sense of 'buddy' sex. No obligations or pretend words of love at all, just sex at the moment for the pleasure and fun of it. Oh sure, occasionally a sex buddy might get a temporary crush on me, or me him, but that's not love so much as it's lust. For the record, I've admitted many times I'm oversexed, not that that's a crime. It's my nature and I assume I was born with it or learned it somewhere along my journey of life. It could even be that I came to sex too late in my life and I'm making up for lost time. Hell, I didn't even realize I was gay until I was closer to eighteen than seventeen. That's probably a rationalization of course, but so what if it is.
It was kinda sneaky of Robby to get me to convince Danny to work with us this summer. Danny claims he needed to hear me say it's alright and I assured him it was even though I'm well aware those two will be fucking all summer while Ryan will be in Georgia. So that's the rather one-sided so-called 'test' of Robby's and my true love for each other. Robby may think he pulled a fast one on me, but I see it as an open invitation for me to fuck around to my heart's content, and with full immunity. Those two will undoubtedly be in the summer baseball league like Robby and Ryan were part of last summer, mostly excluding me. Last summer for me was basically the summer of the posse boys and while they no longer are officially a club, there are individuals among that group who still interest me as friends and in a sexually way as well. Plus there are untold numbers of cute gay guys to discover, so I won't be sitting home twiddling my thumbs all summer.
I'm just finishing up my crab appetizer when Danny with his cute grin has a joke for us. He goes, "There's this businessman driving on the interstate to work. The guy glances out the window seeing a woman driver in a new Cadillac. She's right next to him going sixty-five miles an hour with her face up near the rearview mirror applying eyeliner. He goes back to shaving, putting her out of his mind. That is until he looks back at the woman and sees her Cadillac is over the white lines, partially in his lane. This unnerves him so much he tries putting on his seatbelt and in the process drops the electric razor which knocks the donut out of his other hand. In the confusion he's trying to straighten out his car using his knees against the steering wheel when the seatbelt whips back knocking his cellphone from his ear, and the fucking cellphone goes right into the paper cup of hot coffee between his legs. The hot coffee splashes up burning his nuts, ruining the phone, and disconnecting an important business call. The man's left screaming, 'These fucking women drivers!!' ha ha." We get a kick out of that and yuck it up, annoying a number of our fellow diners. Fuck 'em!
We get ourselves settled down when the waitress brings our entrees. Danny and me ordered the surf and turf, which is the most expensive item on the menu. Robby ordered the chicken breast which is the least expense main dish on the menu. As we dig in, Robby says to me, "Have I mentioned I've been trying to convince Danny to stay with my family this summer instead of the apartment his parents said they'd get for him." Huh, I guess now that he's established Danny will be working with us, he's pushing the envelope a little further. Robby explains, "Danny says he wouldn't be comfortable at my house because he's only met mom and dad briefly a couple of times." Well, this must be the other shoe dropping. It's also the first I've heard a peep about Danny living with Robby. Danny says, "If your folks would accept the rent my dad would pay for an apartment maybe I wouldn't feel like I'm intruding on your family." Robby says, "Don't be ridiculous, my mom and dad wouldn't expect to be paid. They'll be thrilled having two boys in the house again." I'll bet my left nut they aren't all that 'thrilled' about feeding and cleaning up after two 'boys'. Not after all year having no children at home. Children sometimes have a higher opinion of themselves than their parents do. They've raised their kids and now they'd appreciate if the kids would go out and enjoy their lives and let mom and pop enjoy theirs. I'm just guessing, but that very well could be the parents' viewpoint. Sure, they'd enjoy a visit once in awhile, but moving back in, not so much. Robby's like, "Dylan, tell Danny how awesome my parents are." I go, "Yeah, they're awesome." Actually I never thought they were. I mean they've always been nice enough to me, but his mom is too-too much about everything. It's like she gets overly enthusiastic if you show up with a new T-shirt. The dad's too much the other way. He's too serious about everything. Fuck, it took me a year to get Robby to lighten up a little and he still gets very concerned about stuff and he's overly conscientious about everything, and everything isn't equally important. Robby takes after his dad. His brother, Dodger, is his own person. Very contrasting personalities growing up in the same house.
Anyway, I'm enjoying my filet which is cook perfectly and it's tender like butter, almost. Chewing some of it I listen as Robby tries selling Danny on the benefits of living with the Dickers. "You can stay in Dodger's room. I mean his double bed has an almost brand new mattress." Ha, that's not gonna do Danny much good since he'll mostly be sleeping with Robby. If Danny stays with Robby it'll be the first time Robby's had a fuck buddy on twenty-four hour call since Dodger left. Robby jabs his fork in the air for emphasis, "And my mom's a great cook too. Dad's a genius on the grille. Isn't he, Dylan?" I swallow, then mumble, "Genius," as Robby adds, "Mom would make our lunches, and you don't have a car anyway, so you'd ride in with Dylan and me. It'd be way more convenient that way. Tell him, Dylan." I'm dipping a nice piece of tender lobster tail in melted butter, as I say, "Well, Danny, to be sensible about this you should live with me, not the Dickers. My mom's not home six days a week, not when we'd be home anyway, so it'd be like we're sharing an apartment by ourselves. Of course you'd need to sleep with me in my twin-sized bed, but that'd be cool. Don't ya think?" Danny grins, "Um, yeah, it would be," and Robby says, "Stop messin' around! Sharing a twin size bed, my ass... that's ridiculous." Danny and I exchange smirks, as
Robby says, "There's just no good reason for you not spending the summer with me, Danny. You've spent a couple of weekends there already so you kind of know my parents a little bit." Maybe he's gotten to know them more than 'a little bit' and that's why he's reluctant to live there.
They go back and forth for awhile, but eventually Danny of course relents and it's settled that he'll live with Robby for the summer. Cozy arrangement, huh? An arrangement that was most likely agreed upon before we even got to the restaurant tonight, but Robby felt this charade was necessary for my benefit. Ya know, so it wouldn't look like it's all been settled between those two before even mentioning anything to me. It kinda reminds me of the dinner Robby and I were at with Ryan where I learned he was going to be working on our crew. I believe he was initially going to be Robby's assistant, but I convinced Robby that would be a bad idea since Ryan had never so much a cut a lawn before in his life. Oh yeah, then I stole Ryan from Robby without even trying. It all worked out fine in the end until Ryan's dad got promoted and Ryan moved. I suppose Danny agreeing to work with Robby's crew while living with him was suppose to appear to me like it was all totally up in the air and undecided until tonight. He must think I was born yesterday if he expects me to believe that. Still, I'm kinda okay with it because, like I said, it's sort of a license for me to fuck my way through the summer without a trace of a guilty conscience. I just keep coming back to wondering how the fuck Robby can claims this open relationship is a test of our true love for each other when Ryan will be in the peach state all summer. He'll be in Georgia and Danny will be in Robby's bed. Some one-sided test, huh?
As we're finishing up with dinner Robby's describing some of the more unpleasant aspects of landscape work, "Especially during the humid and very hot August days, Danny. You're all sweaty with grass clippings stuck to your arm and neck and green head flies buzzing around biting you. Just so you know it's not an easy job. I'll have Dylan spend the first week with you and he'll show you everything you need to know. Right, babe?" I go, "Oh yeah, I'll show you all you need to know and maybe a little extra, Danny." Danny and me exchange 'looks' and grins with him picking up on my double entendre. Fuck, I could steal Danny from Robby in two days, but I won't because I love Robby even if he's being a bit of a jerk with the charade he and Danny put on for my benefit tonight. I am sad that Ryan won't be with me this summer
though, but there's always the possibility he could visit and stay with me for a few weeks, or even longer. The only thing is his folks might balk at that because they think the sun rises and sets around Ryan and they'll want him with them this summer. And then there's the situation of what he'd do all day when I'm working. Maybe Robby could find him temporary work for a couple of weeks.
Danny's saying, "I should probably get a buzz cut or something considering I'll be sweating my balls off working outside." Hmmm, that sounds interesting. I go, "I should have been giving you haircuts all year anyway, Danny. Let me take care of that for you," and Robby's like, "He'll be at my place so it'll make more sense if I take care of Danny's haircuts." Danny's like, "No offense, Rob, but Dylan's the expert barber according to what you've told me," and Robby says, "Dylan taught me how to cut hair years ago." I roll my eyes at Danny and he grins, saying, "I'll still take Dylan up on his offer, if it's okay with you, Rob." Robby shrugs, muttering, "Whatever," but he seems a little pissed-off about this unforeseen development. Danny asks me, "What kind of haircut should I get, Dylan? I've had this preppy haircut forever." Robby jumps in, "Um, Dylan wears his hair in a tight burr haircut because he knows I like it, so it'd be nice, and please me if you'd get the same haircut. You'd be my twin boyfriends." Duh, I wonder where Robby came up with the term, 'Twin boyfriends'? Danny's like, "Oh man, that haircut's really short, Rob. I don't know about that." Robby says, "You'll get used to it, Danny, and you'll come to appreciate it too, especially when it's ninety degrees and the sun's blaring down. Lets plan on you getting that haircut." Danny mutters, "Yeah, okay, I guess." I've noticed for a couple of months now that Robby has no problem dominating Danny, and that makes my dick move in my jockey shorts. I mean, Danny being a submissive type like me. We'll have to figure out who gonna fuck who between Danny and me when the time comes for that.
And I have this haircut because Ryan insists on it, not Robby. It's okay if he wants to think it's because of him though. No harm in that. And then it occurs to me that Robby might be insisting on Danny getting the Ryan-type burr haircut because he didn't appreciate Danny bucking his suggestion that he give Danny a haircut. Bad form, Robby. To tease Robby, I say, "Well actually, Robby, you know my policy of giving the exact haircut the guy who's getting the haircut wants. So if Danny doesn't want a haircut like mine, I'll give him what he wants. Oh, did I tell you Tracy got this exact haircut before going home to see how his little brother's doing?" Robby goes, "He asked for a haircut like yours?" I go, "Yep, it's catching on." Danny asks, "Is he the guy who owns the speakeasy?" I go, "Yeah. He had a ponytail like Rob's, and now he doesn't." Danny reluctantly says, "Okay, yeah. The same for me then. It'll be cool being a twin boyfriend of Robby's with you, Dylan." Jeez, he's easy. I look at him and he seems cuter than he did even a couple of hours ago. He's Robby's little puppy dog, but I like puppies too. Ha ha, I'm terrible. Robby shrugs and says, "We're getting everything lined up for the summer in advance, which makes me feel good. Hey, you need a haircut anyway, Danny, so why not have Dylan give you the haircut tomorrow. Dylan's getting one, aren't you Dylan." I go, "Roger that, boss," and Danny goes, "Me too, roger that, boss." Robby looks a little smug so I smile at him, and he laughs, then asks, "What?" I mumble, "Get your way much, boss?" He laughs again, "You two are so fucking awesome! Let's get dessert."
Sure, why not tack another twelve dollars each to the check for dessert and coffees. A plain looking busboy begins clearing the table. He's maybe seventeen, and typical for that age he's grumpy looking. Huh, I ask, "You a senior at North Andover high school, Robert?" That's what his name tag says his name is. Robert gives me this cute grin with his two front teeth, shiny white, being a little longer than his other top teeth. Like I've always said, there's something cute about almost every teenage boy and for Robert it's his grin. To my question, Robert says, "Yes, sir." Oh my God, he called me 'sir', albeit in a sarcastic way. He probably has orders to call the customers 'sir'. Ha ha, that's awesome. I say, "Well, son, study hard and you just might be a sophomore in college like us someday." He tries not to smile, but he does the grin again, saying, "Who gives a fuck, sir," and we all laugh our asses off. The busboy swaggers off with the big tray of dirty dishes on his shoulder. Nice ass on that kid too. Actually I'm kinda excited about giving Danny a haircut tomorrow, and me getting one from Ryan too. Fucking haircuts, huh? I wish I had more fetishes. I've got the submissive fetish and the haircut one, but that's it. Be nice to throw a foot fetish into the mix, but you can't just decide you'll have a fetish, it has to happen on it's own. Oh well, nothing's perfect in this life.
We all order different desserts and the share them with each other. The best part is eating the sweet dessert off the other guys' fork and grinning into their eyes. It's kinda sexy, as well as being delicious. Robby gives the waitress a credit card when we've finished. Usually you get the check before giving the credit card, but Robby's not used to picking up checks. When the check arrives, along with his credit card, Robby can't help but say, "Fuck! Look at this," and he passes the check around. It's for $186.78 including tax. Teasing Robby again, I go, "Heh heh, that's a bitch. And lets see, a twenty percent tip we'll round up to $37.00." Robby laughs, "You round it up to $37.00. I round it off at $30.00." I go, "Yeah, stiff that waitress. She wasn't all that friendly." He's chuckling and shaking his head as he fills in the credit slip by adding his tip. The waitress picks up the little folder the check comes in, and says, "Have a nice night, boys." Huh, the busboy calls me 'sir' and she calls us 'boys' and both of them sounded sarcastic. Some people just aren't cut out for the service industry.
We walk through this huge restaurant with Danny limping on his sprained ankle. Outside, still in my playful mood teasing Robby, I say, "Let me help you down the hill to the car, Danny," and put my arm around his waist giving him a hug. He puts his arm across my shoulder looking at me with a grin, mumbling, "You're so bad, Dylan." Robby's staring at us and I smile back at him. He shakes his head grinning. Why wouldn't he grin, he got what he wanted tonight. Danny's working with us this summer, he's living with Robby, and he's going to have the same short haircut Robby likes his boyfriends to have. While, of course, Robby continues rockin' the ponytail look. Ryan too for that matter, so 'in charge' guys like their 'boys' to have real short hair I guess. Yeah, but so what? All I know is I'm anxious to see Ryan and his ponytail after four days of him being missing in action in Georgia. Fuck, I hope he didn't reconnect with that asshole he spent last summer with. He didn't during Christmas a/k/a winter break, so maybe he didn't during Easter break either. He better not have.
At the car I get Danny in the middle of the bench seat this time, with Robby's saying, "Man, I could go for some kind of alcohol concoction tonight. Tie a little load on to celebrate our plans for the summer." Danny says, "I can maybe hook us up with some adult beverages. Lets stroll around campus and see who we run into. A number of guys in my dormitory have access to booze." Robby says, "Good plan. You up for that, Dylan?" I go, "Count me in," and Danny says, "Your twin boyfriends will pay for it, Rob," and he goes, "Oh yeah? I like the sound of that." I gotta give Robby props for mostly being good natured in the way he handled himself tonight, including me busting his chops a little. Sure, he got what he wanted, but Danny and me were playing him a little too and he laughed along with us. Robby gets better all the time. He seems so much more relaxed than at any other time I can remember. He's showing the confidence I've been looking for from him and, like I said, he's good natured about it too. Nice mix.
During the short drive to campus Danny's fucking around rubbing my head and talking about me giving him a haircut like I have. It would have seemed like flirting to Robby some months ago, but now he just shakes his head grinning at Danny's silliness. No jealousy at all, not as far as I can tell anyway. I say that, but I don't feel any jealousy either so it's got to have something to do with us maturing. On campus we're wandering around smoking cigarettes while talking about spring break coming up in less than two weeks. Robby goes, "After that we've got five weeks left of our sophomore year." We've all got really good GPA scores thanks mostly to Robby's study group. We routinely have study groups at least twice a week. It works well because the four of us all get along very well and it's actually been fun. I look over at Robby and feel so lucky to have him in my life. It's fun teasing him, but in the end I'm happy with the way he's been handling himself, both with me and Danny. It's sort of what I've been looking for since we started dating. It's been a slow transformation, but a fairly successful one. Maybe
someday he'll even see the value of us having 'goomahs' after we're married. Those mob guys had the right idea in that regard. All the extortion and murder they do isn't too cool, but the 'goomah' concept seems brilliant.
It only takes about ten minutes for Danny to spot a perspective alcohol source. He goes, "Wait! There's Nathan Dakota. He usually has vodka for sale but he's careful who he sells it to. Let me check him out alone." He limps over to three guys sitting and laughing about something on the steps of the quad. Robby and I lean against a brick wall finishing our smokes. Now that we're alone I get this sexy feeling for Robby, so I nudge him grinning at him, saying, "You know I was teasing you a lot tonight, don'cha?" He grins back at me putting his arm around the back of my neck to pull my head over so he can kiss the side of my forehead. "Yeah, I know, baby. I like to be teased by you. I also want to thank you for going along with all the Danny stuff. It shows that we're being fair with each other. As you can see I'm getting stuck on that kid and having you be cool with it makes me so happy." Then he kisses my lips, asking, "Do you love me?" and I go, "More than ever, you know that." He grins, mumbling, "Good, keep remembering that." I'm like, "Um, are you two in love?" He says, "Not the way you and me are, no." Which means, yeah, they're in love. That's my interpretation from what he just said and all of a sudden I realize this is similar to the situation when Ryan first became the third guy in our threesome. For a time there Ryan seemed more important to Robby than me. For maybe a long month it was like that and I had to 'up' my game where Robby's concerned. He had me under his thumb for awhile back then. Plus I'm realizing I don't want to lose him, and now I'm wondering if I'm taking him for granted again? Fuck, it's hard for me to tell if I am or not. So I ask, Robby,"Do you thing I take you for granted, 'cause I don't mean to." He shrugs, "It's you being you, Dylan. I love you and we've been going together three years now so if I don't know what I've got myself into by now I never will." I asks, "Yeah, but do you think I'm taking you for granted?" He goes, "Yes, but it's okay, baby, I know you love me best," and he hugs me and gives me another kiss on the lips. He never would dare showing all this affection in public, certainly not with students walking around us, but he does it casually now.
I hug him back thinking, 'Hey, maybe I really do need to 'up' my game again'. After all Danny is like me in a number of ways. I've acknowledged that to myself a few times. The major difference being Danny's always trying to please Robby while I'm mostly teasing him. Jeez, Robby looks so beautiful and sexy too. I say, "It's gonna be you and me, Robby, don't forget that. We're just sowing wild oats here." He smiles, "Sure, Dylan." Fuck, that wasn't much of an endorsement from Robby. Danny breaks into my thoughts coming up to us, saying, "Okay, Nathan has a fifth of vodka he'll let us have for forty bucks. My roommate, Freddie, won't be back until late tomorrow morning so we can chill out there and have some drinks if you want." I hand him a twenty dollar bill, and Robby says, "No, you get the bottle, Dylan, and meet us at Danny's dorm. We'll get some mixers. It's Deegan Hall, second floor, first door on the left. Get some cups too." Danny hands me the money and they go off with Robby helping take some weight off Danny's sprained ankle. See how Robby just naturally does 'bossy' without even thinking about it anymore, or probably even realizing he's being bossy. Wow, that was so cool. Yeah, I need to be a lot more attentive to Robby or I might find myself the odd man out this summer.
Walking over to the three guys, I ask one of them, "Are you Nathan?" and he says, "Who the fuck are you?" What an asshole! The world's overflowing with assholes. Okay, I gotta get this booze or the guys will be disappointed. I smile, "Oh yeah, I'm Dylan Newman, a friend of Danny's. He wants to get off that sprained ankle so I said I'd come over and get the bottle of vodka. It's for him, me and our other friend." Nathan's one of those big guys, and I don't mean fat. I mean big as in six foot five inches tall and two hundred twenty pounds, big! He looks at me, then says, "Alright, follow me." As we walk he holds out his hand, saying, "Forty-five bucks." I'm like, "Danny said it was forty," and he says, "It was for him, but it's forty-five to you." I dig another five out of my pocket thinking, 'Asshole!' He puts the money in his back pocket and for conversation, I ask, "How do you know, Danny?" He says, "I don't know him, he's in the same dormitory as me, that's all." Then he asks, "You gay?" I'm wondering how he knows that. I go, "Yeah, why?" He said, "Duh, I saw you and that other kid kissing when Danny was asking about the liquor. Is he gay?" I shrug, "Danny? I don't know. Not with me he isn't, that's all I can tell ya." He nods, but leaves it at that. He's the strong silent macho type I guess. I follow him up to his dorm room in Deegan Hall, first floor. He gives me the bottle of Absolute vodka, so it's a name brand at least. I ask, "Um, Nathan, do you have any plastic cups you could spare?" I'm looking at a stack of them on a desk. He shakes his head like I'm a dork for asking for a few cups.' then he grabs half a dozen cups off the stack, saying, "Ya want me to drink the vodka for you too?" I chuckle, "Ha ha, no, Um, thanks a lot."
At the end of the corridor there are step to the second floor where Danny's dorm room is, and at the top of the step's I see Danny up against the wall with his arms around the back of Robby's neck. Robby's making-out with him using both his hand massaging Danny's ass cheeks in the process. I stop down at the other end of the corridor and watch them in kind of a shock. Danny's squirming and kissing back with everything he has and now Robby's massaging Danny's junk between his legs and I think I hear Danny moaning, sounding very aroused. It gets me aroused I'll confess to that. There's a twinge of jealousy but it's sexy hot to watch too, and right out here in the corridor no less. Their lips come apart and Robby's saying something to Danny that I can't hear. Danny nods his head a few times and then leans in kissing Robby who runs his fingers through Danny's hair, then abruptly breaks the kiss, and with a grin gives Danny a hard whack on his ass. Danny moans and grabs his junk. Another slap on the ass by Robby and I can just hear Robby say, "Come on, open the door!" Danny fumbles with a key and then they're in. I wait two minutes before walking down to the door, then taking a deep breath, knock. Danny comes to the door a little red in the face, and out of breath. "Oh, Dylan, come on in,"
Inside Robby's tucking his shirt in, saying, "You got cups, good deal!" They have six twelve ounce bottles of orange juice and a little bag of ice. Robby comes over and puts his hand on my shoulder, then grinning at me, he says, "You almost caught us messin' around, babe. Thank's for knocking." He pats my shoulder, adding, "How'd ya find cups so fast? Um, I thought it'd take longer." I shrug, "Nathan had some he let me have" Robby goes, "Awesome! Make us all a screw driver, two parts OJ to one of vodka. Me and my soon to be twin boyfriends are going to get a little high tonight. I'm excited about this summer." Danny goes, "Yeah, thanks for making me feel welcome, Dylan." Robby says, "Yes, you're being very understanding, babe, and I thank you too. Really." As if I had a choice. I mumble, "Don't ya think two parts OJ to one of vodka is awfully potent?" Danny says, "Yeah, all we'll taste is vodka and the whole point of a screwdriver is to mask that awful taste of vodka." Robby says, "I don't fuckin' know, try four to one then." I mix three of those and we all taste. "Fuck! It's still too strong!" so we sip some and add more OJ. Danny says, "This OJ taste like shit too," and we all laugh because he's right. It's not spoiled, it's just that some canned or bottled OJ doesn't taste a whole lot like real orange juice. Like anything though, we get used to it, and start talking. We aren't talking about the summer though, we talk about Robby's 'twin boyfriends' getting the same haircut tomorrow. Me from Ryan and Danny from me. Robby seems to get 'off' on this idea, and like I've said before it is a move a lot of dominant guys make on their submissive sex partners. A short haircut to remind everyone what their place is. It's surprising Robby somehow has picked up on that vibe. I for one don't mind it at all, but Danny's getting more and more hesitant about such a short haircut. That's what I'm reading between the lines of what he's saying about it. Robby's not letting him off the hook though. Danny agreed earlier about his haircut and his second thoughts about it now sound weak without much conviction behind them. Obviously Robby's got Danny wrapped around his little finger.
When the haircut situation's confirmed we try thinking if there's anything we've got to put extra time in regarding college work, and amazingly we can't think of a single subject we're not on top of. It's a good feeling and we pat ourselves on the back a little, feeling smug about that. The week after next, just before spring break, we have midterms for this semester. We'll be doing some more reviewing, but I'm feeling confident like I've never felt before about midterms. On our second screwdrivers, Robby, who can't drink alcohol to save his life, gets sentimental saying how lucky he is to have Danny and me as his boyfriends, and he compliments us on not being jealous of each other. On his third drink he's into telling us how much he loves us, not realizing he speaking as if he loves us equally. This doesn't bother me too much because of the booze affecting his thinking, and also we went through a spell like this with Ryan and me being equal about a year ago. That didn't amount to anything because Ryan was much more interested in me, but it could be different with Danny. That remains to be seen, but it reinforces my commitment to be more attentive to Robby than I've been lately. That won't be hard to do since I've got the hots for him right now like I can't believe, and that's even with him saying some things that aren't especially accurate.
Robby's got Danny's undivided attention, that's for sure. Consequently I suppress my inclination to tease Robby about some of the things he's saying. Teasing might be a mistake with Robby's devoted disciple, Danny, giving him rapt attention. Teasing might seem like I'm putting a damper on the proceedings, which amount to a mutual admiration society with Robby the center of attention. It's funny too because Robby hates being the center of attention among a group he isn't familiar with. He can still be shy, as occasionally I can be too, with certain types of guys or adults we're not feeling real comfortable with. Here Robby couldn't be more comfortable with his twin boyfriends and he acts the 'in charge' part easily telling me or Danny to get more ice or make us all another drink. During our fourth drink we get into a discussion about kissing techniques and I try describing Ryan's, claiming it's mine. Robby burps and asks, "You sure you're not talking about your other boyfriend's kissing technique?" I go, "It's partially mine," and Robby slurs, "Well I got no complaint about your kissing, babe, none at all. Now you, Danny, you should... hey, Dylan, show Danny how you kiss. Give him a nice juicy kiss." Danny says, "Aw, Rob, I'll feel funny," and I go, "Don't be silly," and I hold his head between my hands and give him a sloppy kiss with a lot of head movement and tongue action. Our noses rub and Danny kisses back beautifully with his arms going around me. After fifteen seconds Robby's laughing and trying to break us apart like we're boxers in a clinch.
As we part Danny's eyes are big with a mischievous little grin on his lips. Saliva shines around both our mouths. We both wipe across our mouths with the back of our hands still looking into each other's eyes. Danny mutters, "That was an okay kiss, I guess." Then we both chuckle and look at Robby. He wants to see who kisses better so we'll have a kissing contest. Danny and I are drunk enough now to agree with Robby that a kissing contest isn't dorky at all. We're all a little drunk and so we think it's a fun idea and we're determined to be the best. In the back of my head I know this is childish and silly, but it can be fun to be immature at times and let the 'little boy' that's still in all of us, out for awhile. The kissing will be timed for fifteen seconds each. First Robby and I kiss rubbing each other's body and head. Our hot sexy kissing is as comfortable as slipping into a beloved favorite old piece of clothing, but with memories of many erotic experiences at the same time. As usual Robby's make-out gets my cock hard and I cling to him when Danny yells, "Time's up!" I rub my nose against Robby's hugging him and whispering in his ear, "I'll always love you best, Robby." He looks a little startled, and I'm a little startled myself so I awkwardly let go of him, blushing at my reaction. Robby's grinning, saying, "I know, Dylan. We're just messing around here. Your turn Danny."
I gulp as they kiss with me wondering what got into me. Do I really think Robby would drop me and it'd be Danny and him getting engaged? No, I don't think that, but nothing's impossible so I gotta stay on my toes. After their kiss, Danny says, "Rob's the best," and I'm like, "I was gonna say that." Robby chuckles, looking happy, "You two flatter the shit out of me," and Danny says, "You win, Rob, but who's better me or Dylan?" Robby says, "It's a tie," and now maybe I do need to worry. Danny hugs around Robby's neck kissing him again with Robby squeezing Danny's ass like I saw him doing outside the room three or four drinks ago. After watching them make-out for a few seconds I busy myself making us all another drink and thinking that they make a cute couple. Two cute gay, tight-bodied baseball players. Their lips part and they do one lick up the front of each other's nose laughing. Just like I showed Robby how to do a long time ago. Robby rubs Danny's head, saying, "I can't wait until your head feels like Dylan's. Love that crisp feel of a guy's really short haircut." Robby's a master of reinforcing something he wants. It works on Danny, who asks, "When can I get my haircut, Dylan?" I ask what his class schedule is tomorrow. He goes, "Tuesday? Oh fuck, I've got three classes on Tuesdays." Robby says, "Have dinner with us tomorrow night and Dylan will give you the burr haircut then. Is that okay with you, Dylan?" I mumble, "Sure, boss."
We work on our latest drinks while talking about various guys we've kissed and what the worst make-out we ever had. For Danny it was way back in middle school. For me it was with fat Carl, and Robby said he's only made out with a few guys and none of them sucked, but that Danny and I are definitely the best in his experience. That's gotta be a lie because nobody makes out hotter than Ryan and Robby made-out with him plenty of times during the last year. The vodka bottle is two-thirds gone by now and the three of us are kinda gone with it. It's funny how you know you should be drunk, and you probably are, but it doesn't feel that way. I'm on Danny's bed listening to those two in a deep discussion about hitting. Danny's demonstrating Robby's swing with Robby disagreeing and arguing who's the better hitter. Danny does an air swing and stumbles onto the bed, the back of his head next to my nose and he smells good so I get him in my arms and kiss his mouth. Robby's chuckling jumping on the bed with us, and now we're a pile of gay guys doing a three-way kiss, spreading our saliva on each other face as out lips slide on and off different sets of lips. We've all got our arms around each other as we giggle, wrestle, and kiss. Danny squeezes my cock and then we're all groping each other until Robby slurs, "Lets stand up and see who's lap pokes out the furthest." I mumble, "That sounds like a mature thing to do." Laughing we stand next to each other with our arms across each other's shoulders, all of us with a boner poking out the lap of our pants. We're checking each other out, then Danny slurs his words saying, "You lose, Rob," which gets those two wrestling and falling on the bed again.
I'm telling myself this is stupid behavior but I'm aroused just the same. Without thinking about it, I take my shirt off. Danny hops off the bed and admires my nip ring, then rubs it as my nipple gets hard. I tell him, "The nip ring makes my nipple very sensitive to stimulation." Danny goes, "I'll say," and he leans down and sucks on it as Robby gets behind him and pulls Danny's pants down. My hand goes right between Danny's legs. His cock is hard and feels big inside his jockey shorts. He pulls his shirt over his head and leans into me bare chest to bare chest. The feel of naked skin on another guy's well developed chest is sexy as hell. Danny's like Robby and me with little to no chest hairs, but he feels good just the same as my arm goes around him to rub up and down his back and then up the back of his head, my fingers in his hair. Robby is behind me pulling my pants down. Still making out, Danny and I step out of our pants, naked now except for our jockey shorts, socks, and sneakers. Then Robby takes his shirt and jeans off and we have a three way hug.
Danny and me are trying to wiggle in closest to Robby's almost naked body when Robby chuckles, asking, "Who wants to suck my dick?" Giggling like idiots, both Danny and I drop to our knees. Robby yells, "Having twin boyfriends rocks!" He pulls his boxer shorts down under his nuts and holds his dick out. Danny opens his mouth wide sticking his pink tongue out further than I'd have thought possible. Robby goes, "Danny it is," and slides his semi-hard cock in on Danny's tongue. Danny closes his lips around the head and sucks in the shaft making slurping noises until most of the shaft's is in his mouth and the heads's gotta be in his throat. I watch his jaw muscles and lips moving as he wraps his arms around Robby's ass and pulls him into him face with the last bit of Robby's cock disappearing. Robby squirms, rubbing Danny's hair and then putting his hand at the back of Danny's head pulling him even tighter into his shaved groin area. When Danny begins making desperate throat sounds and struggling for air, Robby backs up slowly, pulling his cock from Danny's mouth. His cock is hard sliding out on Danny's tongue. It bobs in front of Robby who's grinning at Danny and tussling his hair again. He looks at me, asking, "How 'bout you, Dylan?" I stick my tongue way out and Danny says, "That's the way Robby likes it, Dylan." Huh, that's news to me. Robby's cock is dripping with Danny's saliva and as he slides it in my mouth on my tongue I almost cum. My hips hump and I groan, with Robby saying, "That's it, baby," as his crotch touches my face and the head of his cock is right on the gag reflex area of my throat. I do like Danny and wrap my hands around Robby's butt cheeks and pull him in tighter to my face so the head gets past the gag area. I wait a few seconds, then back my head away and suck on his cock with precum drooling into my jockey shorts.
I suck and lick his cock until he's drooling precum too. His scent is in my head and I'm quietly moaning with sexual arousal. Danny almost whispers, "Dylan really gets into sucking your cock, boss." He picked up the 'boss' from me. Robby says, "I love the way he does it too, but yeah Dylan's always loved sucking my cock." then he groans, "Oooh, jeez, mmm," and pulls his cock out. "Jesus, that felt good. Turn around Danny," and Danny turns around getting up on his hands and knees with his ass pointing up. Robby roughly pulls down Danny's jockey shorts, then reaches under him to be sure Danny's boner's still encased in the front section of his underwear. He smacks Danny's ass hard four times, "SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!" Then with Danny squirming and feeling his ass with one hand, Robby casually spreads lubricant on his cock stroking it a few times. His finger with the lube goes up Danny's asshole and Danny arches his back moaning and gets two more hard slaps on his ass, "SMACK! SMACK!" The last one has Danny yelping and hopping on his knees and Robby looking at me chuckling and rolling his eyes at Danny's antics. Robby lines his boner's head to Danny's asshole and humps his hips with only the fat head disappearing up Danny ass. Danny's head goes back as he groans, "Aaaah, oooh, fuccck." Another hard "SMACK" from Robby gets Danny
picking one hand off the floor to grope his junk again, moaning, "Oooh, oooh, ooh." Holy shit, he is submissive, maybe more so than me. Robby asks me, "Remind you of anyone, Dylan?" I nod, biting my bottom lip because this is getting me really turned on. I manage to grunt out, "I'd like it this way sometimes, Rob." He nods, "Okay, babe, but I usually want to do lovers sex with you. I'll break it up once in awhile and do the hard dominant stuff, okay?"
I'm still on my knees, but sitting back on my ankles smelling the back of my wrist and groping my wet package through my boxer shorts. My boner is achingly hard. Robby took half a minute to fully hide his boner up Danny's ass. It's an extra fat boner and by the looks of Danny's loaded jockey shorts he's really hung. It's gotta be long and fat. Robby moves his hips back pulling his cock out all shiny and hard. In it goes again with another "SLAP!" on Danny's smacked ass. Danny's face scrunching up like he's in pain, but he takes his cock out and strokes it moaning, "Rob, Rob fuck me Rob. He's pathetic, but I can relate to it. He's sexually aroused and he looks and acts dorky, but that's how us submissive bottoms get. We don't care if our asses burn from being spanked or our rectums are sore from having a big cock pounding up there, and so what if we act like a geek... it feels so fucking good you wouldn't believe. That's what controls our minds, how good it feels to be fucked dominantly. Nothing else matters for awhile. Robby starts thrusting hard and, "Slap, slap, slap, slap," sounds get me stoking my cock and wanting Robby's up my ass. Robby pounds his boner up Danny's ass steadily for two minutes or so with lots of moaning and squirming from Danny. His head back, his face red, his lips tightly together, Danny strokes his big boner and moans in sexual pleasure. His cock is as long as mine but as thick as Robby's. Wow! He strokes his big organ in time with Robby slamming his boner up Danny's ass. When Danny lets go of his boner it sticks straight down. If he lifted up on his knees it would point straight out and that one hard cock being that big and still sticking straight out. Danny's whining now moving his head and licking his lips. He holds himself up on one arm again so he can stroke down on his constantly leaking cock and then he hops up off his hands a few inches arching his back making a throaty gurgling sound and thrusts he hips out as two quick streams of cum pour out of his big cock. I stare at his nuts tucked tightly at the top of his scrotum. His boner's almost pointing down so the arc of cum isn't a long one, but it splashes creamily when it lands on the floor.
More desperate stroking by Danny brings out a long drool of cum and he's back on his hands and knees before dropping his head to the back of his forearms on the floor. Robby does three more thrust up Danny's ass and pulls out with one last hard "SLAP!" on Danny's red ass. Precum adds more shine to the lube on his boner. Robby takes a deep breath and steps behind me grabbing my hips and plugging that slippery cock two inches up my ass, and then more slowly pushes the other two inches up there. Leaning over me he moves his hands to cup my shoulders and begins a fast hard fucking, "SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP." These sounds have become hypnotic to me as I visualize Robby's cock pulling out of Danny's ass and being shoved up mine. That visual plus the sensations going off in my rectum where my prostate is immediately extremely sensitized and my anus lips sizzling with sexual pleasure... it all has me dizzy with arousal and sexual pleasure. Robby's and Danny's scents of sex combine in my head to make me nearly crazy with the need to climax already. Oh god, I'm sounding like Danny now calling out Robby's name and moaning like a mad man, but it all feels so good and all our kissing and Danny and me sucking Robby's cock, me sucking off Danny's saliva, it's too much and in less then two minutes I'm going up off my hands squealing and humping my hips as cum shoots out in a long stream, followed by another that has me shaking. I go down on my forearms like Danny as Robby slamming his cock up my ass and I feel his body stiffen, then a loud inhale and my rectum is all sloppy as Robby gasps and humps against me shooting out more spunk. Three lazy thrusts along with Robby's quiet moan and then he lays on me as I stretch out on the floor.
Something's sticking my stomach so I roll over on my side spilling Robby off my back, his cock comes out of my ass making a wet sucking sound, and see I was laying on a little pencil sharpener I hadn't notice on the floor. The roommates need to be more conscientious about picking up shit on the floor in here. Sitting up taking a deep breath I look over at those two sprawled on the floor taking deep breaths. Danny looks at me, "You climaxed quicker than I did. " I go, "I did not! You didn't last two minutes." Danny goes, "Neither did you," as he lazily strokes his cock. Robby says, "Stop it, you two. You both climaxed in two minutes and what difference does it make anyway." I stand up, "I never get off that quickly. I got turned on watching you two fuck." Robby's cum is running down the back of my legs." Danny picks up and looks at his cellphone, then yells, "Oh shit! Freddie's coming up the fucking steps." Robby and I scramble for our pants as Danny laughs, "Just kidding." Robby chuckles as I get a handful of Danny's hair, saying, "You better be good or I'll get my revenge with you in the barber chair." He stands up, "No you won't, Dylan, 'cause you're too nice to do that." He grins at me, asking, "Ain't ya?" and puts his forearms on my shoulder to lean in for a kiss. I go, "Mmmm, you're delicious."
Robby's wiping his cock with a t-shirt from the floor of the closet, saying, "Make us another drink, Danny, if you'd be so nice." Danny leans in to kiss my lips again fast, then whispers in my ear, "I'm going to fuck you like
you've never been fucked before and you're going to love it." He takes his arms off my shoulders, turns around and with that big dick of his swinging between his legs, walks to the desk and makes us three drinks. I stare after him wondering what happened to the poster boy for submissiveness a couple of minutes ago. Nobody knows who's cup is who's and nobody cares. I take the cup he passes to me as I try deciding if Ryan's cock is bigger than Danny's. I think Ryan has a half inch on Danny, but both are about the same thickness. And, huh, Danny says he's going to fuck me, and I thought he might have acted more submissive than me when Robby was spanking and fucking him. Oh yeah, Robby didn't smack my ass and I'm not sure if that's good or not so good.
We drink our last drink of the night mostly naked talking about the sex we just had and Danny competing with me telling Robby how good he fucks. What we don't say, but both of us are surely thinking, is how good Robby fucks considering he only has a four inch cock. The thickness is important of course so when he's fucking me I never think about the length. If Danny or Ryan fucked me with their big cocks and then right afterwards Robby did, I'll bet I'd notice the length then. Still, they both are awesome sex as far as I'm concerned. Robby asks, "Whaddaya you guys want to do now?"
to be continued... Donny Mumford thinat20@yahoo.com
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