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Three Together

Part Six

(By Peter)

As you must have figured out by now, we are not writing this from Nick's tent in the state park. Every other weekend, I tell Enid I'm sleeping over at Robby's, and Robby says he's sleeping over at my house, and we go to Nick's. We take the train a couple of stops, using our "McDonald's money," and Nick picks us up at the station.

We ride up the elevator, because Nick lives on the fifth floor, and nobody ever looked at us funny except this one old woman from the third floor. Me, I don't look anything like Robby, and neither of us looks anything like Nick, and the old woman was the nosey kind of old woman, so she said to me, "Have you boys moved into the building?"

"Just alternating weekends," I said. "You know how it is. But I get to bring a friend along so I have someone to play with."

Nick smiled at her as she got off at the third floor. When the elevator door closed again, and we kept going up, he gave me a giant smile and said, "Brilliant!"

Okay, that had nothing to do with sex, so you old pervs probably were not interested -- but I think Nick was right, and I really was "brilliant."

At Nick's, we had to keep the noise down, but besides that it was a whole lot better than a tent. We had his queen size bed to tumble around in. We had his computer to watch porn. We had TV to watch Cartoon Network Adult Swim, which is pretty gnarly. We had ice cubes for our booze, and there always was enough smoke for a good head. It kind of was paradise.

My favorite, though, is the bathtub and shower. He buys this body wash that's supposed to smell like apples, and after we're wet he turns the shower to a trickle and rubs much too much of it all over us so we're really slick and slippery. And then we slip and slide all over each other in the bottom of the bathtub, and it ends up with Nick's dick slipping and sliding in and out of our assholes before we rinse off. There's no sucking, though, because that apple stuff sure doesn't taste like apples. It tastes like soap.

We end up in his bed, smelling sweet and watching Adult Swim, just hugging and kissing. Well, it's not all hugging and kissing, because we usually wind up doing a lot of the same sucking and fucking and licking like we did in the tent in the woods, but how many times can you describe that? It doesn't change much. If you want more, go back and read the other chapters again. I'll just tell you the new stuff.

The first new stuff happened to Robby. Two weeks before, his dick was just as bald as mine, and then, one weekend at Nick's, he had a curly little bush over his dick. You know, I wasn't surprised because Robby and me saw each other pretty much every day, but Nick's eyebrows went up, and he said, "Hey, look who got hairy, all of a sudden!"

Robby blushed a little, and tried to pull his underpants, which he had been taking off to mess around on Nick's bed, back up again. "I knew you'd notice," he said to Nick. Well, of course he noticed! Who wouldn't have noticed?

That's when I got my idea, and I said, "I liked it better without the hair. Let's give him a shave."

I guess Robby was kind of proud of his new pubes, though, because he said, "No way!"

Nick backed him up. "Never actually shave your pubes, because it itches like holy hell when it's growing back in. I tried it once when I was a little older than you guys, and I'd never do it again. Just the same, I like to buzz mine every week or two."

I was right. As I told you before, I figured he trimmed his hair down there, and he did.

"Let's do it!" I said, thinking it was the first new way we'd come up with to play with Robby's cock in months. "Please, Robby, let us do it!"

Robby looked up at Nick. Nick did that thing people do with their eyebrows, and said, "Well, we don't have to do it too short. If somebody sees you in a locker room or someplace like that, they'll still know you have pubes. They'll just look neat instead of wild and curly. You know, like mine."

I am pretty sure that Robby kind of wanted to look like Nick, and I'm also pretty sure that Nick wanted Robby to look that way, like him. I would say it was cute, but it really wasn't cute. It was just sweet. And I knew that as soon as I grew some hair down there, I would buzz it too.

So Nick spread a newspaper on the bed to catch the hair, then got the buzzer from the bathroom, and the extension cord so it would reach from the outlet to the bed. Robby just lay there with kind of a funny smile on his face, and his dick was all soft, which I liked, because I hardly ever got a chance to play with his dick when it was soft. I picked it up off his belly, and kissed it right on the tip, with just a little tongue. It got a little harder.

I took the head in my mouth, and swished my tongue all around it, and in a couple of seconds it was all stiff, and delicious little softy was gone. Well, it was fun while it lasted. Nick said he was setting the buzzer at two, which was longer than the one and a half he used on himself, so Robby's pubes would show better. Robby still didn't have any hair on his balls or his legs or anything, just right there over his cock, so it just took three passes with the buzzer.

Nick was right. I liked the way it looked, and the way his stubbly hair felt on my nose when I got in there to suck him some more. Nick collected the cut off pubes and put them in an old pill container. I thought he would ask if Robby wanted to keep them, but he didn't. I guess Nick wanted a souvenir.

We did pretty much the usual after that, except that Robby got all the special attention. Nick must have licked Robby's ass for half an hour, and I just couldn't keep my face off Robby's cock. We rubbed and licked all his wonderful soft skin, all over, and Nick was even kissing the bottoms of his feet. I sat on his face for a while, while Nick rubbed his nose all up and down the insides of Robby's thighs.

For a second, there, I thought I was reading Nick's mind, and I thought he was thinking, "This will not last. This softness and smoothness will not last. Any week, any month now, it will be gone."

It was a pretty weird thought, and I think it was about then when I decided I wanted to see Robby in girl's panties. I get weird thoughts sometimes, but they're not always crazy. I had Nick alone when Robby went to pee, and I asked him, "Don't you think Robby would look real cute in girls' panties? Could you buy him some for next time?"

"Petey," he said, using his pet name for me, "maybe Robby will grow up gay and maybe he won't, but I still don't think we ought to make him wear girls' panties. He's all boy, all the time!"

I pouted a little, on purpose. "But that's what would make it the most fun," I whined. "Pleeease!"

Nick said, "Well, maybe," which always means yes.

Anyway, I got fucked by both of them three times each, and I swallowed a lot of cum, so it was a good weekend. Also, I got to stick my tongue in right where Nick's dick was going up Robby's ass, which is one of my favorites. Robby was laying on his back on Nick's front, and Nick's dick was pumping slowly in and out of Robby, and Robby's legs were up in the air, and it just looked so nice.

So I ducked my head right down in there and, kind of, licked the fucking. I like it when I get to lick the fucking, because then the good time they're having gets to be my good time too, and I'm pretty sure I make it better for them.

I really love Robby, and I guess I really love Nick too. Anyway, I felt like I really loved him later that night when the three of us were all cuddled up under the covers watching Transporter 2. It was so nice having Nick to grab and hang onto through the scary parts.

(To be continued. Your comments are welcome: heedon@tormail.org )