Date: Thu, 6 Mar 2014 06:59:27 -0800
From: Dave <outinwest@gmail.com>
Subject: Society Boys Part 143

The Society Boys
By Connor Matthews


Chapter 143

When the day finally arrived, none of us could wait for Jason and Alex to
get home, so we all raced to the airport to meet them.  It was a family
affair as even J.P. & Ryan joined us.  We watched the jet land and once it
pulled to a stop and the door opened, I think our pulses doubled, despite
the fact I was pretty sure we were all holding our breath in anticipation
of the guys disembarking.  Jason was carrying one boy and Alex was carrying
the other.  They looked dead.  As soon as they came through into the
terminal, Jason put his hand up to his lips to tell us to be quiet as we
were getting a little animated.

"They fell asleep on the plane after a couple hours.  They were so excited
and the pilots were great at showing them things in the cockpit," Jason
explained quietly as we kissed him and Alex to welcome them home.  Blake
was staring at the kids.

"They're so small.  But they look alike.  It's a good thing we got stuff
with their names on so we can tell them apart. It's bad enough with you,
Uncle Jason and Uncle J.P.  Now I gotta figure out two more.  I want a
twin," Blake said staring at the sleeping boys.

"One of you is just the right amount," I assured him.

 Just as the porter brought the luggage, an announcement over the terminal
speaker disturbed the boys.  It was spooky.  They both woke up at the same
time.

"Hey boys.  We're in Vancouver again.  We'll be home soon," Jason said
quietly.

"Will Mommy be there?" One of them asked.  I almost broke into tears.  They
were too young to understand what had happened and no doubt there would be
a lot of heartache ahead.  I just hoped it wouldn't bring back a lot of
memories for Blake in the process.

"No son.  Remember we talked about it and Mommy is in heaven.  We'll get
some sleep and you can explore your new house tomorrow, okay?"

"M'kay," he said.  Blake reached up and took hold of my hand and I squeezed
it firmly.  We headed out to the cars and they put the twins in the new car
seats and strapped them in.  They were awake now and watching things around
them.  Blake climbed in between them and was talking excitedly.  I think
they were a little overwhelmed by chatty Cathy.

"We have to stop by the main terminal as James is coming in with Colleen on
Air Canada.  We planned our arrival to be close to theirs," Jason said as
we gathered at the side of the vehicles to discuss plans.  "He has to go to
foster care, but Colleen said he could come over to the house while we get
the twins organized.  She would also like to see the room we have set up
for them."

"No worries, it's all ready to go," Colin said as we piled into the
vehicles and drove over to the main building.  It sure is a lot more work
hauling kids around, than just parking and jumping out.  We checked the
reader board and went to find the gate they would be arriving at.  It
didn't take long, and as the twins saw their big brother they ran over and
hugged him tight.  You could feel the overwhelming emotion in the air.  As
they approached us with Colleen bringing up the rear, James moved the twins
slightly behind him almost like he was protecting them.

"James, this is Justin and Colin.  They are Jason's brothers."

He looked at both of us and then at Jason and myself.  Then surveyed the
rest of our group.  He looked at Colleen. "Let me guess, more fags?"  He
said bluntly.

"James!  That's rude. Apologize."

"Sorry.  My Mom's boyfriends all said that homos are sick, so I hope you
get better," he said in a bizarre apology.

"Sorry about that," Colleen said.  "I think someone just needs to have a
time out."

"Go ahead and have one.  I'll wait here," he said.

I looked at Colin who was already looking at me and I could feel the eyes
from the other guys burning into the back of my neck.  We were going to
have our hands full with this one.  I couldn't believe he was only 7.  How
do you get so jaded at that age?  He was talking like a tough teenager but
didn't have the size to back it up.  We headed out to the cars and as Jason
went to lift the twins into the car, James almost pushed him aside and
helped his brothers into the back seat.  When Blake went to climb back
between them, he was pulled out as James took his place.

"Hey!  That's where I was sitting," Blake complained getting ready to stand
his ground considering he was a lot bigger than the seven year old.

"Not anymore," James said bluntly.  Blake just opened and closed his mouth
and looked at me for guidance.

"Just go with it for now, Blake.  You can ride with us," I said.

Once we were in our own car, Blake spoke up.  "I don't like James.  Does he
have to come home with us?  How come he's so mean?"

"I don't think he had a good life up to now and he's also lost his mother.
All he's got left is his brothers, so I think he's just being over
protective.  Let's give him some time."

"He's not nice, but I like the twins.  Do you think if he knows I lost my
whole family too, he'd be nicer?"

"Maybe, but let's just take it slow and handle one thing at a time, okay.
He's in a strange place with all new people around him.  He's doing the
only thing he knows.  He's protecting his brothers," Colin said.

"Well, I don't like it," Blake said definitively.  I can protect his
brothers too, since they're gonna be family right?"

"Right."

"He's such a shit-tard," Blake said quietly.  I was quickly realizing that
this seemed like his new insult word of the week.  Probably something he
heard from older boys at school.

"Not nice, buddy.  We don't call people names in our house, right?"

"Sorry," he said quickly.  "Just he called you fags and stuff.  That's not
nice either is it?  You want me to kick his ass?"

"Nope, no kicking asses.  You were the opposite and didn't talk for a long
time when you came to us, remember.  That was your defense mechanism."

"I was just checking you guys out to see if I liked you before I talked,
but I wasn't mean or anything," he replied.

"True, and James is handling things in his own way.  Don't worry, I'm sure
he'll be a good cousin for you."

"Okay, but if gets all up in my shit, I'll show him who's the boss," he
said folding his arms across his chest.

"We know who's the boss is already, don't we?"  I smiled.

"Yeah, Dad Colin!"  Blake grinned, and with that, the pecking order had
been established.  Colin the Dad, Justin, the Mom, Blake the manipulator.

We drove the short distance home and pulled up at the house to unload our
new fragile cargo.  But if anyone buys one of those `Baby on Board' yellow
fucking stickers, I'm going to America to buy an assault rifle.  Here's a
tip.  If you have that warning in your back window.  Make it big enough to
read so I don't have to get up right behind you to see it, and stop driving
like a total douchebag as if you own the road.  The twins jumped out of the
car and stood on either side of James holding his hand.  It was so cute how
they looked up to him, but I could see it being a problem for Jason if he
couldn't crack through James' tough exterior.  I'll go get the chisel.

"Welcome home boys," Jason said as he went around to look directly at all
three.  "We'll put your things in your room first and then show you the
rest of the house."  We took the boys to their room and they loved it, but
I felt a bit of pain when James looked around sadly and realized it
wouldn't be his home for a while yet.  Things cheered up a little when they
saw the Vancouver Canuck jerseys with their names on it.  James handed each
twin the correct one and they immediately put them on.  It was a real
bonding moment and I was happier as I could figure out which twin was
which.

"This will be your bed when you get to stay with us full time.  Of course
when you decide you're ready, you can have your own room for a little extra
privacy," Jason explained.

"When Cory comes over we can have sleepovers and stuff," Blake offered
trying to be friendly despite his opinion.  James just ignored him and
shrugged as he looked around with the twins who were excitedly checking out
all the toys.  The biggest hit was the race track that had three cars on
it.  They played for a while before we showed them the rest of the house.
They loved the pool and asked if they could go swimming to which they were
told it would be a good activity for another day.  They also enjoyed the
backyard with the basketball court and we quickly realized we should get a
kid size net for them to use.  I also thought we should probably put a
protective fence around the pot garden, just in case, although I doubted
they would think of the plants as anything more than plants which usually
didn't interest kids unless they had flowers on them.

We took the twins downstairs to the kid's playroom, and Blake showed James
the `secret' way to get down there as he took him to the slide.  James was
a little suspicious, as he looked in the tunnel, but when Blake jumped in
and disappeared, he followed.  He may be tough on the outside, but he's
still a kid on the inside.  When the twins got into the room, they ran over
to find their big brother in the ball pit with Blake and jumped in.  They
giggled and threw balls at each other.  It was a massive hit and I had a
feeling it might end up more popular than the pool.  After they checked out
everything in the room, we showed the rest of the basement and explained
that the wine room was out of bounds. The door was locked so no worry about
them getting in there, but it was a glass wall so they could see in easily
enough.

"I wanna see what's in here," James said bluntly as he tried the locked
door to the adult playroom.

"Sorry James, that's not for kids.  Adults only.  Same as the wine room."

"Show me!  I wanna know what your hiding."  He demanded.

"Nothing that you need to worry about.  It's just for the adults and we
keep it locked so no-one gets hurt in there by accident," Jason explained.
Next we showed them the panic room and Blake took over.  Colleen had been
pretty quiet during the tour as she'd seen the house before and was
probably just watching how the boys interacted with Jason and Alex.

"If you are ever scared, you can come in here and lock the door and no one
can get to you until the police arrive," he said we showed off the
fortress."

"So if we're bad, you lock us in here?"  James said obviously trying to
scare the twins.

"No, this exactly the opposite.  If YOU are scared, you lock yourself in
here.  It is only opened from the inside or by anyone who has the code.
It's a safe space."  We didn't tell him that after Blake's last time
locking himself in the panic room, we installed a feature that would let
Colin or I know the code so we could get in if we needed to, despite it
rotating each time it locked.  A camera would take a picture of the new
code, encrypt it and send it to our phone.  All we had to do was enter the
correct sequence of touch points on our phones to have the picture turn
into the code.  It was Colin's idea and I thought it was brilliant.  Like
the security feature on Windows 8.  When I got the picture, I had to touch
the screen by making a big `C' on my screen...for `Colin'.  I'm a romantic
like that.  The twins seemed reluctant to stay in that room long, and who
could blame them, it wasn't the nicest space in the house.  We took them
back upstairs and asked if they were hungry.  The twins nodded and James
said they would like chicken fingers or string cheese.  Since we didn't
have any we offered to take them to McDonald's.

"Sweet!" Blake said excitedly. "Come on James, you can borrow one of my
jackets so we all look super cool when we get there."  He headed off
towards his bedroom encouraging James to follow.  The twins tagged along
after their big brother.  It was like the pied piper, followed by a mother
duck, followed by the ducklings.  But I felt pretty proud of Blake for
taking some initiative to try to get through to James.  When they all
returned a few minutes later, James was wearing Blake's leather jacket and
the twins were wearing some of their new clothes from their room.

We went to McDonald's with Jason, Alex, Colleen, and the boys in the SUV
and the rest of us in our cars.  Blake was excited that he got to go with
the kids.  James was still being rude while we were in McDonald's but not
so rude that he didn't light up a little when he got a Happy Meal.  Blake
considered himself too old for a `kids' meal so he had a Big Mac, but
eagerly eyed the toys as the kids played with them and helped out when he
thought it was important.  James was a very mature seven year old with his
brothers and spent a lot of time focusing on them and helping when they
needed it.  In fact every time Jason or Alex went to do anything for the
twins, James pushed in and said he had it.  It was pretty obvious that he
was the one that had been doing most of the work around the house.
Hopefully once he realizes that he can relax and just be a kid, things will
be different.  Blake grabbed a napkin and went to wipe Trevor's face as he
had sauce all over it, but James grabbed it away and pushed Blake hard,
causing him to fall off the chair.

"Don't touch my brother," he said looking as menacing as a seven year old
can.

"James, apologize to Blake," Jason said sternly.  "That wasn't very nice.
He was just trying to help."

He looked at Jason and then around the table at the rest of us and must
have figured he was outnumbered as he looked at Blake and gave him a
half-hearted apology.  Blake still looked a little shocked as he took his
seat.

"Are you okay?"  Jason asked.

"Yeah, fine.  Just wasn't expecting it," he said trying to be cool about
it, but I could see from the look on his face he was more than a bit
apprehensive about James.  I thought to myself, if that kid hits my son
again, I'll take him out back to the wood chipper.  Note to Santa, bring
Justin a wood chipper.

"James, no one here will hurt your brothers, or you," Colleen assured him.
"Jason is their father, and hopefully one day soon, he'll be yours too."

Well that comment sure put the kybosh on my wood chipper.

"I don't need a Dad.  I'm the man of the house in our family.  My Mom said
so.  She said it was my job to look after the twins," he said staring
directly at her and making his role clear to us all.

"You are the man of your house, but even men need help once in a while, and
you now have others that you can rely on to protect and help you."

He ignored us and continued to eat.  At least he wasn't too independent to
take food when offered.  By the time we got back to the house, I thought
things were calmed down and James had accepted what was going on.  Then it
came time for him to go with Colleen and say goodbye for now.

"I'm not leaving the twins here.  I know what happens with gay guys.
Either I stay, or we all leave," he said almost viciously.  "If you try to
do anything different, I'll call the cops."

"Well, you can call anyone you want James, but since I'm your guardian and
Jason is the twins legal father, nothing would happen.  You can trust me
that no harm will come to Travis and Trevor, and I promise that Jason and
Alex will protect them just like you do.  We'll come back in the morning,
if that's okay with your brother's Dad."

"Of course," Jason said quickly.  "This is your home too.  Just silly
government paperwork has to be filled out before you can move in.  As you
saw by the bedroom we're expecting you."

"Yeah, well if you try to do anything to me, I'll cut off your thing with a
knife while you sleep," he snarled.  It was kinda cute at how vicious he
tried to look.  He was a pint size terror that probably could be held off
with one hand on the head as he flailed around.  However, I did feel my
balls scurry up inside my body and my penis followed.  I would be locking
my bedroom door at night if that kid moved in.

"And if you did that, you'd go to jail for a very long time and you'd never
see your brothers again.  Is that really what you want?"  Colleen said
quietly.

"I'm only 7.  I can't get into trouble from the cops until I'm 12.  I
learned that from one of my Mom's boyfriends," He seemed way tougher than
any seven year old I ever met, but then I didn't really know many.  I
wonder what else would come out as we got to know him.  I figure after a
while of seeing how we really live, he'll calm down and live a normal life
as kid, but for now every bit of life experience he had seemed like nothing
a kid should have experienced.  I was kinda torn.  On one hand I wanted
James to stay with his brothers so they could remain a family, but on the
other hand, I wasn't looking forward to the drama that would be coming with
him.  The twins on the other hand should be a lot of fun and Blake would
have a blast bonding with them.

After a little bit of convincing, James and the twins said a teary goodbye
to each other.  It was hard to watch and my heart went out to all of them.
What a shitty circumstance for the boys.  Once James & Colleen left, it was
time to focus on our new family members.  Blake became noticeably more
relaxed and took over as the `big brother' figure.

"I think it's bath time boys and then bed.  You've had a long day and you
need some sleep so we can go do something fun tomorrow," Alex suggested.

"Will James be here?"  Travis asked.

"Yes, he'll be here after breakfast," Jason said.

"Can we have pancakes for bweakfast?" Travis asked in an adorable little
voice.  "Wif bwuebewwies."

"Of course," their new Dad smiled.  He would have to be on his toes now.
Requests like this didn't get forgotten overnight.

Blake leaned down and whispered.  "Just don't let Troy cook pancakes.  My
Dads make the best ones."  I guess he hadn't forgotten the first time he'd
tried Troy's pancakes.

As Jason led the boys upstairs, Blake followed as the surrogate big
brother, and returned after about an hour and sat beside me in the media
room.  "They're in bed now.  They're really funny.  We put them in separate
beds, but they wanted to sleep together and both climbed in the top bunk.
I read them a story and I did it like you do."

Great, I thought.  These kids are going to end up with warped versions of
every story out there.  "I did all the growls and funny voices and faces,"
he clarified, and I relaxed and put my arm around him.

"I'm proud of you.  You did really good today, especially with James.
He'll needs to know that we care about him so he can relax around us.
Right now he doesn't trust anyone, and with what he's been through it could
be a while."

"No offense, but I hope he doesn't come live here until he's not so mean.
I like the twins, they're fun, but James is kinda scary. I might lose it on
the shit-tard and end up kicking his ass, especially if he hits me again."

"Not nice Blake. I agree that he's a little mean, but it's our job to help
him see that there's nothing here to be afraid of," I said.

"Wanna know something else?  The twins aren't like us.  They have skin over
their penises.  That means they haven't been ummm...circum...circumscribed,
right?"

"Circumcised, right." I corrected.

"So why are some boys like me and some like them?  Does God just do it at
random?"

"Yep.  Each time a boy is born, god flips a coin and voila!  Circumcised or
not circumcised," I joked.  Then quickly realized Blake might take that as
the truth.  In fact it was more likely to be if the father was done, the
boy would be done and if he wasn't the kid wouldn't be.  In most single
parent homes without a Dad, boys were uncircumcised, or so I'd read.  "No,
some parent's do it at birth when boys are born," I said to simplify it.

"You mean we all have skin when we are born?  Did I?"

"Yes.  We all did.  In fact when you were born, you were one giant penis.
You had foreskin over your head and they cut it off so we could all see
your smiling face."

"No I didn't Justin!  I know you're just kidding, right?  So how come
Travis and Trevor still have it.  Did their Mom forget to do it?"

"No, I'm sure you've seen lots of boys in the change room that are
uncircumcised.  It's just a choice parents make.  Some believe it is better
to have the skin removed as it's healthier and prevents infection.  Others
do it for religious reasons, and others do it later in life, usually after
puberty if the skin is too tight to pull back all the way.  We have already
had it done, so we don't have to worry about it.  Travis and Trevor will
need to be shown how to pull their skin back and wash underneath when they
get older so it stays clean."

"Should we just circumcise them instead?"  Blake asked curiously.

"No.  Now that they're older, it's best to wait to see if they'll need it
or not.  Jason will figure that out as they grow up."

"Maybe I'll show them what mine looks like and then show them how to keep
theirs clean.  They probably have to learn a lot of boy stuff, huh?"

"Yes, but let Jason and Alex do that okay.  You just be a good cousin and
read to them, play games, be their best friend.  Especially when it comes
to James."

"I can teach them to swim too, so we can go in the pool a lot," he
beamed. "Do you think James is uncircumcised?"

"Probably.  Parents usually pick one or the other and don't usually change
from boy to boy."

"Yeah that's what I thought.  John and my Dad were like me, so my parents
probably were religious or something, huh?"

"Maybe," I agreed without knowing much about them.

"Umm, can I ask one more question?  How do they pee with that skin in the
way? Wouldn't the pee get stuck?"

"Some guys pull it back slightly to expose the tip of their penis, and
those that don't just have to make sure they wash under the skin more
often," I answered as factually as I understood it.  Never having to deal
with it, I wasn't exactly sure, but that's how I'd do it if I had foreskin.

"Seems like a lot of work.  I'm glad my penis is circumcised.  Now I look
like all you guys.  We should compare again, wanna?"

"You wanna watch a movie instead?" I asked changing the subject.

"Sure, but can we lie down `cause I'm kinda tired.  It's a lot of work
looking after twins, ya know."

"So I've heard from my parents.  I used to be one," I laughed as we lay on
the couch after selecting a movie.  He curled up in front on me and I put
my arm over him and pulled him close.  He put his hand over mine and
snuggled in.  I kinda like doing this.  About half way through the movie he
began wiggling around and kept pushing his ass hard against me.

"Blake, lie still.  You need to go pee or something?"

"No just getting comfortable.  Why, you gonna get a boner or something?
It's okay if you do.  I have one so it's okay if you do."

"That's an overshare buddy, and no, I'm not going to get a boner," I
smirked.

He turned around to face me and looked directly into my eyes.  "Wanna get
naked and watch the rest of the movie without our clothes?"

"No!  I know what you're up to young man."

"I'm not up to anything.  We always like to be naked," he smiled with his
mischievous grin.

"How about we finish the movie?  Turn around and lie still.  If you need to
go take care of your boner, I can pause the movie while you run to the
bathroom."

"Dad, if I did that every time my penis got stiff, I'd get nothing else
done.  We're guys, it happens.  Don't write a book about it, geez."  He
turned back around and snuggled back in for the rest of the movie.  At some
point I must have been so comfortable that I fell asleep because when I
woke up I found Blake staring at me.

"You were snoring," he said as he tried to put his fingers in my nose.

"Pick your own nose," I said going to tickle him.  "And I do not snore."

"Yes you do.  I could barely hear the movie over the noise.  You sounded
like a lawnmower."

"Well you fart when you sleep," I countered.

"I DO NOT!... Really? I do?" He grinned and looked into my eyes.  "You know
what I like, Justin?  I like it when you wrap your arms around me and hold
me while you're sleeping.  I can feel your heart beating and your chest
going up and down.  It makes me all sleepy as well.  You could be my
blanket."

"Are you sure?  I'd crush you if I rolled on top of you."

"You're not THAT big!"

"No pun intended," I laughed.

"What's that mean?"  He asked.

"A pun is a play on word like a joke using words to mean one thing but
could also be interpreted as something entirely different."

"Like what?"

"Like if I said, "A man walks into a psychiatrist's office wearing only
pants made of plastic wrap.  The doctor says, "Well, I can clearly see
you're nuts."

Blake giggled.

"So in that case the pun is that you are going to see a psychiatrist
because you are crazy, or `nuts', by wearing pants of plastic wrap, and
because that's all he's wearing you can see his balls, or your nuts.  Get
it?"

"Yeah that's funny.  So if I said, our snowman outside was made with really
big balls, would that be a pun?"

"Perfect and actually pretty funny.  But they're not all about testicles,
just so you're clear," I said in case he ran around school telling nut
jokes all day.  "Like it could be something like ummm... talking about a
drilling a well is a deep subject.  A well is deep but it talking about it
could be complicated or `deep'."

"Cool.  I got one.  A man went to Australia and got a kick out of playing
with Kangaroos.  Is that one?"

"Yep.  That's funny."

"Every morning we like to watch the son rise," I smirked.

"Is that one?"  He asked.

"Think about it.  We watch the s-u-n rise or we watch the s-o-n rise in the
morning."

Blake giggled. "If you watch me rise in the morning you'll also see a full
moon."

"You're getting it."

"That was one?"  He blinked.  "Cool, I just made that up.  This is fun.
I'm gonna go practice puns.  So they're like jokes that have two meanings?"

"Basically, yes."

"Sweet.  Wanna watch another movie Justin?"

"No, I think it's time for bed, after you clean up the mess you just made
on the floor," I smiled.

"Oh, you saw that huh?  Sorry, I couldn't get away `cause you had your arms
around me, and I needed to take care of man business.  Just be thankful I
didn't get it on the couch," he grinned.  He sat up and used his sock to
wipe the carpet where he'd taken care of his `man business', then leaned
over and kissed me on the cheek.  "Good night Justin," he said and ran off
to bed.  I noticed he was using my first name a lot more than calling me
Dad.  I'd have to ask him about it later, if it continued.

He ran back in a couple minutes later.  "You know how you know when it's
dawn?  You look under my covers to see the son rise," he giggled and ran
off again.  I groaned and had a feeling we were in for a lot of this while
he worked on puns.  Maybe I should explain further that they're not all
dirty or sexual.

In the morning, Blake was the first one up and bounced into bed.  "Morning!
We should get up, `cause we got a lot to do today.  But it's okay, I have
lots of time on my hands," he said quickly as he thrust his watch in my
face.  "Get it?  Time on my hands.  `cause I have a watch on."

"Yep, I get it.  Now go back to sleep," I complained.  It was barely 9am.
What's with this early morning crap?  He jumped over me and pushed his way
between Colin and me to snuggle up with us.

"You know what a clock does when it's hungry?"  Blake asked as he stared at
me.  "It goes back four seconds."

"Let me guess.  You spent the night Googling puns?"

He giggled and put his head next to mine on the pillow.  Colin looked up
and stared at me.

"We learned about puns yesterday," I explained.  "I have a feeling we'll
have a lot more of them."

Colin grinned.  "I hear you there.  Blake has a photographic memory, but he
never developed it."

I groaned and shook my head.  Blake paused a second and then quickly turned
to look at Colin. "That was a pun too, right?"

"Yep.  Here's one for school.  I named my new iPhone Titanic.  It's now
syncing!  And, I'm not a fan of big wind machines."

Oh god, this was never going to end.  You know what they say.  If you can't
beat `em, join `em.  "I didn't like long hair when I was younger, but it
grew on me," I said.

Blake giggled.

"We have to avoid jokes about German sausages though, okay?  They're the
wurst," Colin said grinning.

"Seriously, can we get some sleep?"  I laughed as I pushed Blake's face
into the pillow.

"Help!!  I can't breathing and I'm depressed!"  Blake said giggling
hysterically.  He didn't sound depressed.

We didn't get much extra sleep with Blake squirming around, so we just got
up, had our showers and went downstairs to find the rest of the family
already in the kitchen having breakfast.  Pancakes wif bwuebewwies. The
twins were in their pyjamas and Jason and Alex were in t-shirts and lounge
pants.  I looked at Colin, Blake and myself and suggested we go put on
something more than just our underwear.  We returned a few minutes later
looking more like everyone else.  So much for running around the house
naked anymore.  Colleen arrived with James and said she was okay leaving
him alone with us if we were comfortable to deal with him.

"I'll return at 5 if that works for you," she said to Jason and Alex.  They
agreed that it would be fine.  Blake also agreed that it would be okay, as
if it had something to do with him.  "Colin and Justin, I wonder if I could
have a word with you in private?"  We excused ourselves and went into the
media room.

"I was just preparing the paperwork for you to sign so we could place James
with you, but in doing so I found a small problem that I hope you can clear
up for me.  I found a charge pending against Justin for sexual assault."

"It's a false accusation that our lawyer is working on," Colin explained
quickly.  "He wants money and is using this as a tool to try and extort it
from us.  We're going to fight rather than pay him, otherwise this would
all be gone already."

"I understand, and believe me, I trust both of you unconditionally.
Unfortunately while the charge is active, I can't place James with you.  It
would be seen as an unsafe environment for him.  If you are able to make
the charge go away, then we can expedite his placement, but as long as it's
active or if you get charged with it, we wouldn't be able to consider you a
foster family any longer.  I'm sorry."

I felt sick.  I mean I felt physically sick.  This bullshit was affecting
Jason's family now and I was seriously thinking of going to find Damian and
running him over with my car, and then beating him with a bat, and then
driving back over him with my car and then throwing him into a lion's den.
Not than

"Is there anything we can do to get James with his brothers," Colin said
holding my hand for comfort, or before I said something I might regret.

"Other than make the charges disappear, probably not.  We could speed up
Jason and Alex's foster family status by petitioning the court that it
would be in the boy's best interests, but they could not live in this house
with Justin here," she reinforced.

"What if I wasn't here?" I asked.  "What if I lived somewhere else and
James was assigned to Colin to live here with the kids?"

She smiled.  "I appreciate the sentiment, but it would be obvious that you
would be around regularly and I wouldn't be able to convince anyone of
anything differently.  There is one other thing that I haven't told Jason
or Alex yet.  Once the weekend is over and the office is open, I won't be
able to leave James here unsupervised knowing you are in the house."

"What does that mean exactly?"  I asked.

"It means that as long as Jason and Alex live here with the twins, if James
wants to come over, it would have to be with a member of the Ministry
present."

"Does this affect Blake or the twins?"  I asked bluntly.

"Blake, no, because you have legally adopted him, but the twins yes.  They
are Jason's biological sons, but if the Ministry feels that this is an
unsafe environment, they could be removed and placed in foster care."

"Is that possible?"

"At the moment no, since no-one is contesting Jason's right to the boys,
but if anyone does file a complaint, it is likely that they would be
removed instantly."

"What if James makes the accusation?"

"He may only be seven, but all it would take is for him to say one wrong
thing and it could drop the whole mess straight into the lap of the
director, who goes by the book, black and white.  No grey.  All I can tell
you is; make this go away and have the accusation expunged, not just
dropped.  Sorry guys, I know it's not what you wanted to hear.  Don't worry
about it today.  We'll figure this out in the next few days.  I just
thought you should know what you're up against," she said sincerely, and I
could feel that she didn't want to be telling us this.

"One last question.  Would Blake still be allowed to play with the boys if
I wasn't around?"

"Yes, of course.  The only issue at the moment is the accusation against
you.  If you're not here, there would be no problem as far as the ministry
is concerned."  She stood up to leave and I just couldn't get up to walk
her out.  Colin escorted her as I sat there feeling like the lowest form of
life on the planet.  Maybe if I was dead they could all be happy together.
I was total pond slime that you wipe off the bottom of your runners.  So
much for innocent until proven guilty.  I felt a tear roll down my cheek
and almost as fast as he left, Colin was right back beside me hugging me.

"It'll be okay, Justin.  I'll call Sam in the morning and tell him to put
pressure on the Crown to get this shit moving and over with.  Whatever it
costs we'll bury this little puke."

"Thanks babe," I sniffed.

"I mean it Justin.  It's time to show you what the power of money can
really do.  We start by pressing our own charges against him.  For underage
drinking in the club, using false identification, extortion, stalking you
at school, and let's get Sam on as many more charges as we can.  We'll keep
this kid so busy with legal challenges he won't be able to concentrate on
anything else.  We'll look up every law in the country and if he so much as
sneezes too loud we'll document it and have him charged with it.  The `Q'
has members in every profession."

I felt better.  I was actually looking forward to some revenge.  This
passive approach where we take whatever is thrown at us was getting a
little tiring.  Let's grab the douchebag by the balls and teach him a
lesson that not only he'd learn, but his entire family for generations.  I
know Colin likes to keep a low profile normally, but it was nice to see an
aggressive side once in a while.

Blake ran in said that James was here and they were all going to play with
Twitch if we wanted to join them.  He saw that I'd been crying and came
over and gave me a hug.  "It'll be alright Dad," he said without any clue
as to what was wrong.  You just gotta love the kid.  I hugged him back and
we all went to watch them play with the rabbit.  There is nothing cuter
than little kids feeding a bunny lettuce and carrots and watching them
twitch their noses as they focused on their pet.  Even James, although a
self-proclaimed tough guy, was enjoying himself and just being a seven year
old as he kept handing things to his brother's to feed to it.  Blake seemed
thrilled to have kids around and kept running to get them juice and food
and whatever they needed.  He was like a 12 year old Mary Poppins.  While
they played Colin and I took the opportunity to let Alex and Jason know
what Colleen had said.

"The fuckin' puke!"  Jason spat.  "Can't we use the `Q' and maybe bury him
in concrete in the foundation of a building somewhere?"

"Funny you should mention that.  We have a new building going up this week.
Maybe I could add some filler to parking level," Colin grinned.  I was all
ready to go and do it today.  I'd even bring the concrete and shovel.

"I got a better idea," Alex said.  "Maybe place him with his legs spread,
bent over and hands down.  Concrete just his legs and hands and allow
anyone to go up and fuck his ass or mouth constantly.  The ultimate
bondage."

We all laughed at the idea which got even more ideas on what to do with
Damian.  If that boy had any premonition about what we were thinking, I'm
sure he'd have packed up and left the province.  Maybe the entire country.
Now that's a plan.  Chloroform him, put him on the jet and drop him off on
a deserted island a thousand miles from anywhere.  Maybe naked in the
middle of the Antarctica or something.

"But seriously, you know what we should do?  Let's tap him for the `Q' and
all have a go at him," Alex suggested finally.

"Have a guy like that in the `Q'?  That's not a good idea.  He'd use it
against us all," Colin said quickly.

"Nah, we keep everything cloak and dagger so he doesn't know who we are,
but use the fuck out of him nonstop for a month.  Maybe we could get him to
admit he was just doing this to get money from Justin.  Plus we could all
have a piece of him in the meantime.  Then we do enough to him that he just
bails out and doesn't want to join.  No way we let him in, we just initiate
the crap out of him.  Maybe we let a hundred guys fuck him and make him
swallow so much cum it comes out his nose."

I had to admit, I loved the idea of exacting revenge on Damian.  Normally
we would just let this go the distance, but he had now affected the rest of
my family.  I was all in favor and the more the guys talked, the more we
agreed, until we finally decided to tap him for the `Q'.  Of course it
would all hinge on him accepting the invitation to join.  "Maybe we go and
get Tyler to use his 12 inch dick on the guy.  I'd love to hear him scream
when that thing enters him fully," I suggested.  Fuck I was getting a boner
just thinking about it, and it was cheering me up immensely.  In fact, I
think I was downright horny.  "I should make sure that Tyler would be into
it.  Maybe I could have him fuck me as a dress rehearsal," I suggested.

"And he's back!" Colin grinned.  "You know, we all need more nights at the
Slam'r, before we get too old.  Justin needs a weekend in the Cell'r to get
him recharged too."

I smiled.  "So we better hurry then.  You're 26 on your birthday next week.
That's almost 60 in straight years."

"Fuck you," Colin said pushing me.  "I'll show you who's 60!  I could
outlast all of you and go round up a dozen more."

"Now this is getting good," I smiled.  "Why don't you go with me to the
Cell'r and let's do everyone?"

"You're on, babe.  You might be the sex slut of the family, but I could out
`gang bang' you any night.  Guys, you wanna join us?"  Colin asked Jason
and Alex.

"Thanks, but it's not time to leave the twins with a sitter yet.  Once they
get used to being here and feel this is their home, we'll look at leaving
them.  Go have fun.  We'll watch Blake too."

So it was set.  Colin and I were heading for the Slam'r for a night to
remember, or not remember, depending on how much alcohol was involved.  I
made a mental note to myself to not bring any boys drunk boys home.  I
didn't need this Damian shit starting all over again with another hot stud.
For the rest of the day, the boys played, Cory was invited over and got to
meet the new additions, and got along great with everyone.  James was being
surprisingly civil, but each time anyone got close to the twins, he was
only an arm's length away.  That was one quality I actually liked about
James; he would protect his brothers against anything.  Our size didn't
matter to him when it came to defending the little ones.  The only incident
we had was when Travis said he needed to go to the bathroom for a `poo' and
Jason went to take him.  James jumped up and pushed him aside.

"He's my brother, I'll take him.  You have to keep your clothes on around
these people," James said looking at his siblings.  Jason let it go for now
and didn't comment.  Blake and Cory played like they were little kids again
and it was fun to watch them with the younger guys.  Cory suggested they
all go swimming but James quickly stopped that as he said they didn't have
their swim suits.

"You can borrow one of my old ones," Cory offered.  "I have lots of them in
our room, but we normally just swim naked."

"Big surprise," he said sarcastically.  "We'll pass on swimming."

The twins looked really disappointed and complained to their brother.  This
time Jason did step in.  "James, take your brothers up to your room and
help them get changed so we can all go swimming.  If you choose not to join
us that's up to you, but the rest of us are swimming.  You'll find a lot of
new clothes up there for all of you including swim shorts, which we'll all
be wearing" he said looking at Blake and Cory.

They shrugged but didn't complain as they ran off to get changed.  James
looked at everyone as if he were about to pick a fight, but thought better
of it as he took the boys out of the room.

"He's gonna be a bit of work," Alex said as soon as they were out of
earshot.

"He'll come around once he realizes that the guys his mother hung around
with may not have been the best role models.  One day at a time and he'll
be a great boy."

The kids returned and I smiled as the twins were wearing similar shirts and
shorts just different colors.  James has also changed. "We're keeping our
shirts on," he said as we all headed downstairs.

"You can if you want, but Trevor and Travis are too small to be able to
swim with shirts weighing them down." Alex told him.  The twins seemed
happy to take their shirts off to swim and Cory and Blake were slightly
unhappy about wearing shorts, but overall it worked, and once they got
splashing around they had fun.  Travis and Trevor could swim but Jason and
Alex were always close to them in case they needed to hang on, which they
did frequently.  We spent the rest of the day swimming without incident and
stuffing the boys full of food.  When Colleen arrived to pick James up
there was still a lot of drama but nowhere near as much as yesterday.  He
actually sounded like a kid as he explained all the things we had done
during the day.  He told his brothers he'd be back tomorrow and it
continued to be hard to watch them have to be separated, but yet once he
left the house everyone relaxed.  After dinner we all watched a family
movie.  Blake and Cory picked Despicable Me 2 which seemed appropriate,
especially as the two older boys entertained the younger ones by acting
like minions.  Totally hilarious.  Dave was my favorite minion.  Must be
something about the name Dave that I like, or the fact he's just plain
crazy and fun.  When all the boys were in bed and stories had been read, it
was time for Colin and I to head out to the Slam'r for the night.  We did
it up in style by dressing hot and taking the Ankonian.  We pulled up to
the front of the club and I think the Valet boys would have killed each
other to be able to drive it.  I smiled as I watched two of them covertly
trying to do rock, paper, scissors for the honor.  One apparently won and
ran up to open the door.  There was a lineup at the door which seemed
longer than usual, but we just bypassed it all and entered.  I got called
Jason by almost everyone, but if it saved me from having to be I.D.'d I'd
let it go.  Jake saw us quickly and came up and gave us a big hug.

"Here for our launch night, huh?"  He grinned.

"Launch of what?"  I said not aware of anything special.

"It's our first annual `win a celebrity night'."

Win a celebrity?" I grinned.

"Yep.  We have eight celebrities in the house tonight.  The idea is to see
if you can identify each one of them.  Write down your guesses and submit
them to the DJ.  The entries with all eight correct go into a draw and the
winner of the draw can pick the celebrity they would like to spend all day
tomorrow with."

"No wonder there's a line up outside.  Are they all guys or guys and girls
mixed?"

"That would be cheating if I told you," he chuckled.  "Just keep your eyes
open, and see if you can spot them all."  He kissed both of us and then
headed off to work the room.

"Spot the celebrity, huh?"  I said as I licked my lips and looked around
the room as I put my arm around Colin.  "What celebrity would you like to
take home?"  I asked him.

"I'm thinking I'd like to meet Betty White," he said.

"Wasn't expecting that answer.  Figured something like Hunter Parrish or
Liam Hemsworth."

"No, I'd like to meet Betty White.  She's a class act and at 90 she's got
quite the life story.  The rest we have time to meet."

"Me, I wanna meet Ross Lynch or Kenton Duty.  Hell, I admit I'd even want a
day with Justin Bieber, but if you tell anyone, I'll deny it," I said
smirking.

"Seriously? Justin Bieber?  We're all out of eggs, so he probably wouldn't
be interested in coming over.  If you wait long enough, the guy will have
disappeared from the celebrity circuit and you could probably hire him to
suck your cock for a line of coke.  Dude, we can do so much better," Colin
said shaking his head.

"I know, but after seeing that pic of him naked on TMZ, I seriously want to
pound that hot little ass for a couple hours.  That boy looks totally
fuckable and I'll bet he has a big dick too.  I so want to be Biebered."

"You're sick.  We should get you to the emergency room," Colin laughed as
he took my hand and led me to the bar.  I guess that's what we call the
emergency room now.  I chuckled as I saw `Marvin' and Troy heading towards
us with J.P. and Ryan.

"Well, I know three of the eight celebrities in the room already," I
laughed as I pulled out my phone to make notes.

"I'm not a celebrity yet," J.P. laughed as he hugged me.

"Me neither," said Ryan.  "I hardly think a porn star is a celebrity."

"In a gay bar?  Are you kidding?  You'd be the king of celebrities.  I'll
bet every guy in here will pick you as the guy to go home with in hopes
that you'll act out some of your movies with him."

"I never thought of that," Ryan said.  "I just showed up to see which
celebrities would be here.  I never thought I'd be seen as one.  If I get
them right, I'm picking `Marvin'," he said putting his arm around him.

"Like you need to win to get me home.  I thought after last night, you'd
have had enough of me," he said kissing him on the cheek.

"Oh?  What happened last night?" I asked as it I couldn't guess.

"Nothing much.  We just hung out, had a small foursome all night.  Nothing
out of the ordinary," J.P. admitted.  "What about you guys?"

"Yeah, pretty much the same, except without the foursome, or sex of any
kind.  The twins went to bed, Blake and I watched a movie and Colin did
overseas work on his computer. You know...the usual."  I smiled.

"Well, good to see you here tonight.  Let's get shitfaced and do the whole
place," J.P. suggested.

"I'm down with that," I laughed.  "Let's start with those two hot guys on
the dance floor.  I don't recognize them and I think I need to get to know
them better.  The six of us headed for the dance floor and I pulled
J.P. close to me as I inched toward my prey.  You have to sneak up on them
carefully or they bolt if they feel they are being stalked for the kill.
It's just the law of the wild.  Watch any nature show.  By the time we
pounce, the prey don't have time to get away before they realize what has
happened.  All was calm as we danced our way closer and closer, and then
the bubble burst as their girlfriends returned with the drinks.  How is
that right?  Who brings girls to a gay club?  Talk about making it way
tougher to get into their pants, but then I like a challenge.  I wondered
if they were really that straight though since they had danced together
while the girls trotted off for drinks.  Highly unusual, unless the girls
had told the guys they were heading to the bathroom together and just
stopped by the bar on the way back.  Personally I don't understand why
women go in pairs.  I know why I do it, but then I think EVERYONE knows why
I do it.  You certainly don't see two straight boys say, `I gotta take a
piss, you coming dude?'  That kind of world only exists in my head and here
at the Slam'r.  As we danced I turned to grind up against Colin and make a
show of it as J.P. twerked against Ryan.  Talk about the perfect dance to
get a horny guy boned up.  As J.P. bent over and thrust his ass against
Ryan's crotch, Ryan pushed J.P.'s shirt over his head and off.  Nice move.
As J.P. stood up he came over to me and yanked my shirt off.  I guess we
were going full out on the twin thing.  Within seconds it was working as
boys made their way toward us.  Nothing like identical twins to attract
horny guys with an unfinished bucket list.  If they only knew we were
Triplets, there'd be cum rivers leaking out of the bottom of pants.

We pretended to ignore the interest as we danced with our group, but it was
obvious we were attracting attention.  Ryan and Troy removed their shirts
but `Marvin' left his on for the moment.  I mean we don't want him to be
the lead story on TMZ tomorrow.  Could you imagine the mileage they'd get
out of that if he was half naked and twerking in a club full of gay boys,
and then followed down to the Cell'r for several hours of the new game show
`Stuff that Celebrity', or maybe we call it `I'm a Celebrity, Get That Out
of Me".  What was I doing?  Right, on the dance floor with my friends
dancing to the good tunes and watching for the 8 celebrities while trying
to attract the attention of two oblivious straight boys.  What's a guy
gotta go to get a straight boy horny?  Suck his dick?  Wait I just had an
idea.  I wonder if the straight boys would like a blowjob?  They seemed
pretty focused on their girls and just hanging together.  Apart from those
two, I was frantically scanning the crowd for the celebrities.

"I see one!"  I said thumping Colin on the chest and yelling to him over
the music.  "Over there!  Isn't that Sophia Bush?"

"Who's bush do you see?"  Colin yelled back.

"No!  Sophia Bush, the star of One Tree Hill and the new show Chicago PD."

He looked over and smiled and then high fived me.  Woohoo! I found a
celebrity.  I was on a roll.  I had `Marvin' and Sophia.  Maybe Ryan and
J.P. as well.  Not sure yet.

"It figures the first thing you find is bush.  Good to see you're the same
old Justin," Colin grinned as he pulled me close and slipped his hand
inside the back of my pants to cup my ass.  That's so hot!

"Watch the `old' crack," I grinned as I kissed him.  "Remember whose
birthday is coming up.  You're almost a senior citizen."

"Dude, I'll be 26.  Wait until we're 50 before you start making jokes about
us being old."

"Are you serious?  By 50 I'll have Alzheimer's, diapers, and false teeth.
I won't remember any jokes."  As I talked to him, I unbuttoned his shirt so
everyone could see my husband's body.  If he looked smokin' hot, he might
just pull tonight.  I'd do him for sure, so I'm positive others would.  I
smirked to myself as I thought about pimping out my better half.  When the
song came to an end, J.P. took my hand and we headed to the bar with the
others following.  We ordered drinks but when we went to sign for them, the
bartender looked at us as if we were crazy.

"Sorry, we don't run tabs.  It's only cash, debit or credit card," he said.

"We just charge it to our house account.  If you print the check, we'll
sign it," I informed him.

He insisted that we pay and Colin just smiled and repeated to him to print
the check for us.  Instead of printing the slip, he called security who
were at the bar in seconds.  At first, I thought we'd been overthrown in a
rebel coup, but it turns out the bartender was new and didn't know who we
were, and apparently nervous, since there was no reason to call security.
We were hardly being rowdy.  I'd love to know what bar he came from
previously.  As soon as security saw us, it was corrected.

"They own the club," one of the security guys told him.

"I'm sorry sir.  I didn't know," he said looking really worried.  God, I
didn't mean to scare the guy into having a coronary, I just wanted to sign
for our drinks.  I could just as easily have paid for them.  But it went to
show we needed to go to the club more often if we weren't recognized.  I
liked it when we went upstairs to `Here' but it was way more fun on the
main floor with everyone else.  The posers and those trying to impress
their dates went to the second floor VIP level, but I enjoyed it in the
middle of things.  I wasn't paying attention and walked right into Colin as
he stopped dead.  I spilled my drink on the floor and he looked around to
see what I was doing.

"Why did you stop?"  I asked looking at him.

"I found a second celebrity," he grinned.  "The black guy over there.  He's
on that TV show Arrow.  He's Oliver Queen's sidekick."  I looked over to
where he indicated and saw the guy he was referring to.  I recognized him,
but had no idea who he was so I yanked out my phone and looked on IMDB.  He
was David Ramsey.  As I searched the show, we watched where he was going as
he met up with a woman that I recognized by the picture on my phone as
Katie Cassidy.  Another star in the show.  We had now recognized four of
the eight celebrities, but so far the only one I'd pick to spend time with
would be `Marvin' and we could have him whenever we wanted.  It was another
hour before I spotted the next two celebrities and things began to look up.
I found Spencer Boldman and Debby Ryan.  I recognized Spencer from the TV
show Lab Rats.  He was the really dumb one in the show, but he was
certainly the hottest.  Dumb and full of ... stupidity.  I like them that
way.  I had found the guy I'd spend time with.  I had to have Troy tell me
who Debby Ryan was, but they made a cute couple.  Now I had to plan how to
separate them and have him switch teams and go home with me.  A tall order
but if I want something I'll get to work on it.  Spencer would be good for
an hour of fun back in my lair, uh bed...I meant bed.  I'd make him into my
own lab rat.  Here little rat, check out my tail and try the cheese.  God,
I'm hilarious.  See what happens when I have a few drinks.

Troy and J.P. hit the dance floor again as the rest of us just hung out
enjoying our evening especially the atmosphere of the LED walls, music and
hot guys.  Ryan pointed out our next celebrity who was the main star of the
Arrow show, Stephen Amell.  That guy was buff.  Not really my type, but
certainly hot.  He had a couple of girls with him and was signing
autographs for those that asked, but most were respectful and didn't bother
him.  I figured we should head over to introduce ourselves as I'm sure
Jason would want me to represent him as the owner of the club.  It was only
polite after all.  I took Colin's hand and headed towards the star, but
them my dick saw the next celebrity before the rest of me and immediately
went hard.  Another star of the show, Arrow, Colton Haynes.  That guy had
been a fantasy of mine since I saw him in The Gates and more recently Teen
Wolf.  He had even done a photo shoot when he was younger for a gay
magazine called XY where he looked so comfortable in the arms of another
guy.  I think we could re-enact that photo shoot back at the house and
maybe make it just a little more erotic.  I pictured him naked on top of me
in a seductive pose.  At least that's what my dick pictured as it throbbed
in my pants.  Now I really wanted to win a day with him.  Damn, he was a
total fantasy.  I excused myself from everyone and ran to the office to get
a few things and then ran back.  I was almost giddy as I dragged some of
our group over and made my way up to the celebrities at the edge of the
dance floor.

"Good evening everyone.  I'm Justin Masters.  I'm one of the owners of this
club and just wanted to welcome you to the Slam'r.  If you would like to
take yourselves up to the VIP level of our private club on the third floor,
I have some passes here for you," I said as I handed them out.  "I love
your work and the show is great."

"Thank you.  Great club." Stephen said.

"Hey `Marvin', great to see you again," Colton said as the two guys gave
each other a quick hug.

"You know each other?" I asked with surprise and some excitement.

"Yeah, we met at a CW event in New York earlier this year," `Marvin'
explained.

"You should come over to the house sometime.  `Marvin' has been staying
with us while he films their new show Blurred Lines," I offered.

"I've seen that show," Stephen said. "You're gonna be a celebrity yourself
once that takes off," he mentioned as he looked at me.

I smiled.  "Actually, it's my brother, Jean Paul that's in the show with
`Marvin'."

"I'm pretty sure it's you. I recognize the tattoo," he said pointing at my
arm.

"We're identical," I told him.

"Good one.  I should use that when people recognize me."

"I'm serious.  We really are identical.  I'll prove it," I said as I got
out my phone.

`Come meet someone.  We're over by bar 15.'  I texted to J.P.  It only took
a moment for him and Troy to trot over and be introduced.  They all were
fascinated by how identical we were and Colton even took a picture of us
together.  Now that's different.  A celebrity taking a picture of me.

"If any of you are interested in being a guest star on the show, just let
me know," `Marvin' told them looking directly at Colton.  My dick was doing
all sorts of throbbing and dancing around in my pants as I imagined him
over at the house skinny dipping and trying out the sling in the playroom.

"I'm always up for more work," Colton smiled and I almost melted.  I have a
job for him.  It involves blowing...  `Marvin' gave them his number and
managed to get theirs.  I guess celebrities can do that with each other,
but don't usually trust strangers, or the non-celebrity crowd.  One day I'm
sure J.P. would be part of their in crowd, but for now it was only
`Marvin'.  We talked to them for a bit longer and then decided not to
overstay our welcome.  Well, if I am telling the whole truth, Colin said
our goodbyes and I think I was kicking and screaming as I was dragged away,
but once I got to the dance floor I was back to watching half naked hot
guys grinding against each other.

After a few drinks and more than a few gropes I was raging horny and
pressed my crotch up against Colin and pulled Troy in behind me so I was a
sandwich. I could feel Troy's boner against my ass so no doubt he was just
as horny as me. "Maybe we should all go down to the Cell'r and have some
fun," I suggested.

"I'm up for that," Troy smiled.  We invited the others but they wanted to
stay and party, so Troy and I ran downstairs to have some fun.  I was naked
almost before I got to the bottom step and had my first dick in me two
minutes later.  Down in the Cell'r there was never a shortage of sex and I
played with so much dick, I was thoroughly exhausted by the time I came
back up.  I lost track of Troy, but once I found the group on the VIP level
hanging out with Sophia Bush and Colton Haynes, he was already there with
them.

"Have fun, babe?"  Colin asked as he kissed me.

"You know it."

"I thought you two were married," Colton said looking at us.

"We are," Colin said as he put his arm around me.

"And you're okay having sex with others?  Wow, I love gay guys.  If my
girlfriend ever caught me having sex with anyone else, she'd have my nuts
for earrings."

"That's a bizarre visual," I laughed.  "Keeps our marriage fun if we can
inject something different into it.  It must be hard though being up here
in Vancouver filming and your girlfriend back in the States."

"I fly back home when I have time, or she comes up here, so it works."

"Seems like a lot of effort just to get laid.  Around here, we just run
downstairs and take care of whatever mood we're in.  Lots of straight boys
just go downstairs and stick their dick through the glory holes for a quick
blowjob."

"I could see that hitting the tabloids in the morning," he laughed.

"Yeah, that's why `Marvin' here likes our place.  Private and secluded and
he can do whatever he wants without fear of anyone taking a rogue picture."

"Dude, you should come over sometime and go skinny dipping," `Marvin'
suggested.  "At my place in Cali I can't do it because you never know when
someone is lurking with a camera, but at the house here, the whole place is
secure."

"Nice.  I haven't been skinny dipping in years.  I think the last time I
did that was when I was modelling for Abercrombie.  The guys used to do it
all the time, but once I hit the screen, I had to be more careful."

"I dunno, I think you could have been way more popular if you'd done more
shows like Look.  Episode Seven was my favorite with you getting naked and
showing off your ass.  Personally I think you're too hot to wear clothes."

"Thanks.  I think," he laughed. "Didn't know anyone saw that show."

"Are you kidding me?  I just wish the clip and been longer and shown more.
You'd be the most popular celebrity ever!"

He blushed.  "Nice to know I have such interested fans."

We changed the subject to other things as I think it was getting weird or
maybe he could see me squirming as I adjusted my boner.  I would have paid
big money to have been in that scene with him as he fucked the hell out of
that girl.  Each time I watched it, I pictured myself being under him and
now here he was in front of me and close enough to lick.  Touch...I meant
touch.  The celebrities mingled for a bit and towards the end of the night,
the host of the evening announced who the eight celebrities were and we had
gotten them all right.  Of course we didn't put our names in as it would
have looked fixed if we got chosen.  It was a guy and his girlfriend that
won the draw and picked Sophia Bush to hang out with.  What a waste of
Colton.  Throughout the night I hinted at `Marvin' to get Colton over to
the house as soon as possible.  I had to make sure the hinting was clear
though, or `Marvin' might think I was just being polite.

"Buddy," I said putting my arm around `Marvin' in my slightly drunken state
"You should invite Colton over tonight.  Sounds like he wants to go skinny
dipping."  Then later I followed it with "Buddy, you should invite Colton
over tonight and get caught up with him."  Sometime later I tried "Sweetie,
remember to invite Colton over.  Maybe he'd like to see the house and see
how private it is.  Hopefully he'd feel comfortable enough to take off his
clothes and be a nudist like the rest of us."

By the time I was totally hammered, the requests got a little more direct.

"'Marvy' is Colton gonna come over tonight?  I'd really like to help him
out.  He doesn't get laid very often and probably has blue balls.  I could
help with that."

"'Maaaar...viiinnnn', is Colton gonna come over for a nice rimming tonight?
Maybe he could fuck me.  Have you ever seen his dick? Is it big?"

`Marvin' put his arm around me finally and smiled.  "Yes, I invited Colton
over to the house and I'm sure he'll come over at some point, but it might
not be a good idea if you're totally hammered when he does.  He might not
come back if you come on that strong and try to have sex with him every
four minutes."

I giggled.  "I wouldn't try every four minutes.  Once we're all naked,
he'll get horny and I'll be there to offer my services.  I'll make sure
that Jason and J.P. are there.  Every guy fantasizes about doing Triplets,"
I reasoned.

"You're missing just a small point.  Straight boys fantasize about doing
twin or Triplet GIRLS, not Triplet BOYS!"

"Tomayto, tomahto," I grinned.  "Once he sees our hot little asses being
offered he'll give in after he's had a few drinks."

"Maybe bringing him over might not be such a good idea," `Marvin' said
looking at me with a smirk.

"Don't you dare.  I promise I'll be good.  I just wanna see him naked,
maybe hard.  That would be enough for his first visit."

By the time the night was over I was super drunk but not completely out of
it.  I had had fun and once we got home I pounced on Colin and we made out
until we fell asleep.  So three minutes.

We woke up to someone yelling.  I looked over at the clock and it was
almost 11am.  God another one of those early morning things.  When I'm
king, I'm going to issue a decree that no one is allowed to make noise
until noon.  Blake and the twins were running all over the house like they
were hopped up on sugar.  I pulled on shorts and went out into the hallway.

"Hi Dad!" Blake said as he ran past me.  "We're playing tag.  Wanna join
us?"

"No thanks.  Wanna play it outside?"

He laughed.  "No, silly.  It's raining."

"Well can you play on the lower levels and do it without screaming and
yelling?"

"Sure Dad.  Didn't get laid last night huh?  You're always Mr. Pissy Pants
when you don't have sex," he teased.

"I got laid lots thanks.  We just got in late and would like some more
sleep."  I shook my head and went back to bed to cuddled up with Colin.
Mr. Pissy Pants, my ass.  I am not grumpy when I don't get laid.  I'm just
horny.  There's a difference.  When we finally got up after taking care of
each other, we plodded down to breakfast and headed for the coffee pot.

Jason and Alex were playing with the kids and looked at us with a big
smile.  "Good night?"

"The best," I said as we explained everything that had gone on.  They were
a bit jealous that we'd met the celebrities.  Both Alex and Jason said they
would have loved to have met Debby Ryan and Sophia Bush.

As we watched the kids playing, I loved how happy Blake was.  He seemed to
enjoy being the big brother.

"We're going to play hide and seek, Uncle Jason.  "You have to find us.
Hide your eyes and count to a thousand."

"How about I count to 20?" he offered. "One...Two...Three..."  The boys
took off to search for a good hiding spot.  "...15..."

"Okay, we're hiding! Come find us Dad!"  One of the twins yelled out.  I
smiled as they were totally giving away their position, although hiding
behind the couch just feet away wasn't the best hiding spot.

"...19...20...Okay! Ready or not here I come," Jason yelled out.  The boys
giggled excitedly and after about a minute looked up to see if he was
anywhere around.

"Are you looking for us Dad?"

"Yes, but you're supposed to be quiet and hiding," Jason yelled back with a
laugh.

"Shhh, Twevor," Travis said in a regular voice.  "We have to be quiet."

"Okay," Travis whispered back loudly.  "But what if he doesn't find us?  Do
we have to stay here fowever?"

"No, just until he gives up," Twevor, uhhh...Trevor, told him.

"What if he never finds us and never gives up?"

"Then we win!"

Seemed simple logic, but with all the noise they were making a blind person
could find them.

Jason looked for them first and when he found them he tickled them and they
shrieked loudly.  "Let's go find Bwake," Travis said as they excitedly went
with Jason to find their cousin.  It took a little longer but eventually
they found him in the panic room.  Seemed like a little bit of cheating on
that one.

"Go get your shoes and jackets on boys, we're going out to meet James.
Blake you can come along if you want."

"I'm good.  I'm gonna hang out with my girlfriend today and then maybe go
over to Cory's for the night.  I'm gonna need some walkin' around cash
though, Dad," he said looking up at me.

"And how much walkin' around cash do we need this time?" I chuckled.

"Probably just a couple hundred.  We're going bowling, then probably some
food, and I was thinking that since it's kinda cold and raining out, I
should take a limo instead of our bikes."

"Where's all your money?"  I asked.

"I gotta save that for a rainy day," he said just giving me the look that
said stop stalling and hand over the cash.

"Uh, hello?"  I said pointing to the outside.  "Today is a rainy day.  You
just mentioned it."

"Oh my god.  That's not what it means Dad!"

"You know, most boys your age get money for doing chores. Their parents
don't just hand them money. What chores would you like to do to get the
money?"

"Ummm, I'll stop waking you up early when you haven't had sex," he smiled.

"That's not a chore?"

"It is so!!  Try getting you out of bed early on those days.  That's a
whole load of work," he reasoned.  "Plus I have a job already."

"So use that money," I suggested.

"I only get like one shift a week, Dad.  That's not enough to take a girl
out.  They're expensive ya know.  You gotta pay for all their stuff."

"How about you take out the garbage and recycling each week?"

"Did our housecleaners quit or something?"  He asked looking shocked.

"No, but you need do something around here to earn money.  Any other
ideas?"

"I could drive the cars to fill them up with gas when they get low," he
offered.

"Let's try for something legal," I smiled as I rubbed his head.

"How about if you get me a puppy and I'll be responsible for feeding and
walking him."

"Let's stick with the garbage and recycling."

"Well, can I use my go cart to take it all to the road?"

"Sure.  I wouldn't expect you to drag it all the way.  Maybe we can build a
trailer for it and you can haul it there and back easier."

"Cool.  Then that's a deal.  Now can I have a couple hundred bucks?"

"How about a hundred?"

"I guess, but can I have your credit card in case of an emergency?"

"What kind of emergency?"

"Well what if my shirt gets ripped somehow, or I end up having to rush home
because you are having a medical emergency, or maybe my girlfriend has to
go to the dentist because she cracks a tooth on some hard popcorn.  These
things happen, Dad.  You should always be prepared."

Spoken like a true Boy Scout.  How does this kids mind work?  "How about
you stick with the hundred bucks and if an emergency comes up, use your
phone and call.  We'll be there in seconds."

"Fine, but if I bleed to death or die of snake bite poisoning before I get
help because you didn't give me your credit card, you're gonna feel really
bad."  He said as he ran off to get ready.  You gotta be firm with kids or
they just grow up to be spoiled and we wouldn't want that to happen with
Blake.  A hundred bucks was much more reasonable than two hundred.  God
knows what kind of trouble he'd get up to with that much money?  How much
is a case of eggs.  I'll call Justin Bieber.  We see what happens when kids
are unsupervised and have too much money.  I know I'm only two years older
and have more money than Bieber, but I'm supervised.  Mainly by Colin.  I
refocused my attention to Jason and Alex with the boys at the door.

Jason laughed as he looked at the twins.  "Boys, you have your shoes on the
wrong feet."

I looked down and they had their runners backwards.  It was so cute.  They
shrugged, sat down, pulled them off and handed the shoes to each other, and
put them back on exactly the same way and stood up.  I howled with laughter
as I hadn't expected that.  "Well technically they did change feet."

Jason knelt down and switched the left and right shoes on both boys and got
them ready to go.  I loved the fact that they both got it wrong and then
thought to switch to the other twin's feet.  Absolutely priceless.  They
said goodbye and I watched as they ran out to the car and jumped into their
car seats as they were fastened in.  It was pretty special watching Jason
as a Dad and I felt a little jealous.  I know I have Blake, but we missed
all those really young cute years.  I'm not talking about the smelly
diapers or wiping their asses, gross...I mean the things like the shoes on
backward, the learning of new words, cute sayings, etc.  Jason and Alex had
all those years to look forward to.  What was happening with me?  I went
from sex crazed Q society leader and all round horny dude, to a grown-up
wanting kids.  Yipes!  Hopefully there's medication for that.

Colin had run to his office for a while and I was now home alone.  Just me
and Twitch.  I went and played with him for a while, and as I hung out with
the rabbit, I realized how lonely he must be by himself, which made me
think of Blake not having his brother and sister anymore.  It made me a
little sad even though we kept him busy, and he had lots of friends.  Then
I looked at Twitch again who seemed to be watching me.  I thought of
getting another friend for him to play with, but then I realized that if
they hooked up we'd have more bunnies than we would know what to do with.
Then that led me to think of sex and I became horny, so I went upstairs for
a shower and headed over to the dungeon at the Q mansion, where I had a fun
afternoon playing with lots of hot guys.  I wasn't horny after that.  I
heard that there was another initiation coming up soon and that they had
about a dozen guys, so I figured I'd participate in this one as it had been
a while.  I like seeing the things we make them do.

I got home and parked the car saying hi to Kurt who was working in one of
the garages.  In the house I found `Marvin' and Troy hanging out with
J.P. and a couple other guys.

"Hey Justin," `Marvin' smiled. "This is Austin James and Ashton Moio.
They're going to be doing guest roles on our show."

"Nice to meet you," I said as I shook their hands and sat down.  Both were
really good looking with that kind of all American guy look.  I was hoping
they were both here for me to play with, even if had never actually heard
of either of them.

"Austin has done a couple things like the movie The Ultimate Life and a
role on See Dad Run, `Marvin' explained. "And Ashton was in The Hunger
Games and on the TV show Twisted.

"Cool.  So what are you going to be doing on the show here?"  I asked.

"I'm a shit disturber," Austin said.  "I have to hit on J.P.'s girlfriend
and try to show her why I'm the better guy and prove he's cheating on her,"
he grinned as he looked at me.  His teeth were almost perfect.  "When I
read the script and details of the show, I didn't know there were actually
twins."

"Yep, me and J.P.  Oh, and my other brother Jason.  We're actually
Triplets."

"Seriously?  Are you all identical?"  Ashton asked.

"Totally identical!"

"That's so cool.  I would have loved to have had a twin," Austin smiled.
I'd heard it before.  Everyone who wasn't a twin or a Triplet wanted to be
one, and as much as I loved my brothers, at times it would be nice to just
be an individual.  Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't have it any other way,
especially since we'd connected with J.P., but every now and then, I'd just
like to be unique.

"We're going swimming if you're up for joining us," J.P.  said as I was
studying the features of our guests.

"Sure.  Suits or no suits?"  I asked.

"That's up to each person.  I'm no suit," `Marvin' said.

"What's that mean?  Suit or no suit?"  Ashton asked.

"Swim suit or no swim suit?"

"Like in just our underwear?"

"No doofus.  Naked," Austin said.  "I'm up for skinny dipping.  Hell yeah!"

"Never done it, but sure.  Why not," Ashton agreed sounding less convincing
than Austin, but no dude wants to be seen as the wimp in the crowd, or be
left open to ridicule.

Holy crap!  My dick went from mildly interested to a raging groupie
screaming look at me, `down here!'  I was ready to have a group gang bang
but the look I was getting from `Marvin' was one that seemed to indicate I
should behave myself, or maybe it was one that said I was to take the lead
and see how far they'd go.  Who can ready a facial expression when all the
blood is rushing to their dick?

We made our way downstairs, and as the guys undressed I watched without
being obvious.  They probably just thought I was mentally challenged as the
drool ran down the side of my mouth, but other than that they may not have
noticed my interest.  Both Austin and Ashton had nice bodies with Austin
having a tattoo on his chest.  As the pants came off and they stood there
in their underwear, I figured they might change their mind, but as soon as
`Marvin' and J.P. stripped and dove into the water, they followed.  I only
saw their dicks briefly but it was enough to keep me interested.  They were
both smooth chested and had pubes, but without getting them hard and me
testing out their asses, I couldn't determine if I really liked them.

"I'm just gonna go turn on the foam," Troy said as he hoisted himself out
of the pool.

"What's the foam?"  Austin asked.

"The main bathroom can be filled with foam, like you see in those party
videos.  If you've never been in one, you have to check it out.  Your whole
body becomes slippery and it feels amazing.  Especially if you're having
sex.  It's like your whole body is lubed up," `Marvin' explained.  "Plus
it's just fun to hang out in it."

"Sounds hot.  Did it come with the house?"  Ashton queried.

"No we installed it.  We had it in the last house and loved it, so we put
one in this house," I explained.

Troy returned and jumped in the pool almost landing on `Marvin'.  The two
tried to drown each other for a while causing the rest of us to join in as
well.  I managed to brush against the dicks of the two guests a couple of
times, by accident, of course.  After a bit of playing around and racing
each other back and forth, Troy climbed out of the pool and pulled `Marvin'
up after him.

"Let's check it out," Austin suggested to Ashton a few minutes later.  We
all headed to the bathroom where the room was now full of foam.

"Marco!"  J.P. yelled out.

"Polo," Troy yelled back.  Ashton laughed.

"This is insane.  I'd love to have something like this in my house.  Can
you breathe in it?  I mean like is it safe if you get it in your mouth?"

"Yeah totally.  Just taste like soap, but the bubbles get lower as time
goes on so it's easier to see.  Right now the room is full which is way
more fun," I said waving my hands around to knock the bubbles back.  The
other guys did the same thing as we headed to find `Marvin' and Troy who
were over by the sink.  "Run your hands over your body and see how it
feels," I said to the guys as I did it to my chest.

"That's wild," Ashton commented.  "It feels like my whole body is covered
in oil.  If there was a slide in here, I'd zip down it at warp speed."

"Yeah, like I said, it makes it great for sex.  Constant lube.  Hell even
jerking off in it is hot," `Marvin' told them.

Austin snorted.  "I could see spending hours in here, but I'd end up
wearing my dick out."

"That's the advantage of the foam.  You can go for days without rubbing
yourself raw," Troy replied.  "You should try fucking in it.  It's like
being constantly soaked in lubricant."

"Shit, I gotta grab a few chicks and have a wild night in here," Ashton
said as the banter continued.  I heard Troy moan slightly and smiled to
myself.  There was no doubt that `Marvin' had just entered him which was so
hot considering our new straight friends were right beside us.  Nothing
hotter than having sex in front of someone who might catch you and doesn't
know you're doing it just feet from you.  Troy was still joining in with
the conversation even though you could hear in the way he was talking that
he was being fucked.  I got closer until I felt his back and ran my hand
down it.  I reached his ass crack and felt `Marvin's' dick going in and
out.  It was as hot as always, so I ran my other hand underneath and
grabbed Troy's hardon.  He moaned slightly.

"Are you okay?"  Austin asked when he heard him.

"He's more than okay," I laughed.  "He's just having fun."

"Fun like jerking off?"  Austin said sounding shocked.  Time to increase
the shock value.

"No, fun like being fucked and jerked off," I said bluntly.  Troy whacked
me on the arm.

"Seriously?  You two are fucking?"

"No!  Not me dude.  He's `Marvin's' boyfriend.  Like we said, sex is hard
to resist in the bubbles."

"I can see that," Ashton said.  "I'm not even having sex and my dick is
already reacting to how slippery it is in here.  Totally weird though,
being in a room full of guys with a boner."

"Don't worry, we can't see anything," J.P. assured him.  Too bad I thought.
I really wanted to go have a look.  "You should go ahead and whack it and
see the difference."

"Are you guys always this open?" Ashton asked.

"How insulting!  No way dude.  This is super tame for us.  We aren't shy
and certainly aren't offended by sex.  Around here we figure if you're
horny, go for it."

"God, at my place I usually have to lock the bathroom door if I want to
take care of things.  I'd hate someone to walk in on me," Ashton said.

"See that's the difference around here.  It's a huge turn on if someone
walks in and catches you.  Especially if they stick around and watch, or
join in," J.P. said.

"Seriously?  No way I could do that.  I'd be way too shy to do a group
thing or have someone watch," Ashton said sounding like he was having
trouble breathing.  Nothing like talking about sex in a room full of naked
guys while you have a boner to set off the anxiety levels.

"Have you never tried other types of sex, or are you the type of guy that
has to get into bed with the lights off and does it missionary style until
you're done," `Marvin' asked him.

"Yeah, that's pretty much it.  The girls I've been with aren't exactly wild
or anything."

"That sucks.  Wilder is so much hotter.  What about you Austin?  What's
your hottest sex story?"

"A chick let me go in the back once," he admitted.

"How was it?"  I asked.

"Pretty hot.  It was a super turn on.  You know...the forbidden zone and it
was way tighter than her pussy.  I think I came quicker than I ever have in
the past."

"I hear you there," `Marvin' laughed.  "The only difference is that girls
don't have a prostate like guys so they don't get the same pleasure out of
being fucked."

"Yeah, she said it actually hurt and she wouldn't do it again.  Too bad.
It was killer fun."

That sounded like my opening.  "Well if you want to try again, pick a gay
guy.  They certainly won't complain.  Will they Troy?"

"Not if they're a smart gay guy they won't," he said quickly.

"I think I'd have to pass on that...being straight and all," Austin replied
with humor in his voice.

"You should come and give it a try.  You can fuck Troy and never know it's
a guy.  His ass is as smooth as any girl, and with the bubbles you can't
see him, so you'll never know he's not a hot chick."

"I think I'm good.  Although I'm gonna have to stay in here for a while
until my boner goes down.  These bubbles are making it feel amazing to
touch."

"Yeah.  Is it always like this?  Ashton said. "I've kinda got the same
problem."

"Yeah. It's pretty normal to bone up in here.  Come over here and slide
into Troy and you'll have that problem down in seconds," `Marvin' chuckled.
"Hell, I dare you.  In fact I double dare you.  If you don't cum when
you're in there, I'll buy you a car."

"You want me to fuck your boyfriend?" Ashton said sounding surprised.

"Why not?  You need relief and he likes it.  Sounds like a win win."

I walked over to Austin and got close enough to see his face.  "If he won't
do it, you should go for it," I said quietly.

"I don't think so," he said nervously.

"What about a blowjob then.  Surely you've had one of those and everyone
know guys do it better than a girl."

"Yeah, I've had blowjobs.  Hotter than a handjob, that's for sure.  But I
don't think I can do it with a guy."

"Are you sure?"  I said as I ran my hand down his stomach and grabbed hold
of his cock and gave it a stroke.  He was thick and about 6 inches.  He
jumped back as I tugged on him.

"I'm sure.  I can take care of it myself, thanks," he said quickly sounding
a little panicked.  I tried, but I know when to back off.  I headed over to
Ashton and bumped into him.

"Oops, sorry," I said as my dick rubbed against his ass cheek.  "That's the
only down side of the bubbles.  You can't see anything until you're right
next to someone.  I should tie a flashlight to the end of my dick like a
lighthouse."

He laughed.  "Now that would be hilarious.  A group of guys all lighting
the way with their cocks."  I reached down to take a hold of his, and while
he was longer than Austin he wasn't as thick, but more interestingly he
didn't jump or move back.  I pulled on it I few time and felt it throb at
my touch.  He didn't say a word, so I decided to see how far he would go
and pulled him towards Troy and `Marvin'.  One thing about being led
somewhere by your cock, you have a tendency to follow without much effort
needed.  As I got up to the two of them, I reached for `Marvin's' hand and
lifted it up to have him feel Ashton as well so he'd get the idea.  He did,
and moved out of the way as we guided Ashton behind Troy. With all the lube
from the foam, you never needed anything additional, so we place the tip of
his cock at Troy's hole and guided him in.  He wasn't resisting in the
slightest.  I felt it go in and when Troy's ass took hold, it sucked it the
rest of the way and I backed off and went behind Ashton to run my hands
down his back and feel his ass as it tightened.  Nature always takes over
at this point and he began to fuck Troy slowly.  I dropped to my knees
behind him and spread his cheeks so I could run my finger down his
basically hairless ass. Then since he still hadn't commented, complained or
hit me with a shovel, I licked the length of his ass making sure to poke
his hole as I went.  That got a response as he gasped and let out a low
moan.

"Hey, you okay?"  Austin asked from across the room.

"Yeah, fine," Ashton said quickly with a bit of an urgency in his voice.
"Just enjoying the feel of the bubbles on my ummm, body."

"Yeah, I heard you there.  This is insane.  I might just start taking
bubble baths from now on."

If he only knew exactly what the other guy was up to, I thought to myself
as I pried Ashton's cheeks even further and licked deep into his crack and
pushed my tongue into his hole.  It was as sweet as any I've done and the
fact he was fucking Troy made it that much hotter.  I reached between his
legs and took hold of his balls and pulled on them as I probed his ass.  He
was trying hard not to cry out, but he was definitely moaning.  Troy was
doing his best to improve the fuck by rocking back and forth.  Ashton was
getting a full on servicing.

"So, how big are you, Ashton?"  `Marvin' asked to make conversation.

"I dunno."

"That's bigger than average.  Trust me on that."

"Do you think he's bigger than average, Troy?"

"Yeah, I'd say so," Troy replied and I smiled even bigger.

"Oh god, what are you doing?"  Ashton cried out quietly.

"Not having to buy you a car," `Marvin' laughed.  "Just enjoy."  I could
see `Marvin' standing next to us, so I assumed he was tweaking Ashton's
nipples since all other parts of him were in use.

"What's happening over there?"  Austin asked from a safe distance.

"Nothing," Ashton replied, "Just enjoying the sensation of the room."  But
then it was too much for him.  "Oh god, oh my god. Oh shit. Oh shit!  I'm
gonna cum.  I'm gonna cum!"  He squeaked as he kept repeating himself.  I
decided to help him over the edge and shoved my index finger deep into his
ass and felt for his prostate.  He cried out and his ass muscles almost
snapped my finger off as I felt him jettison his load into Troy.
"Ugghhhhhhh!"  He cried out as he gave in to the fun he was having.  He
shook violently for about 15 seconds as everything he had was drained from
him.  Then he calmed down and reached around to pull my finger from his
hole.  I backed off and licked his ass one last time for good measure.  I
stood up and decided to tease him a bit by rubbing my hard cock up and down
his ass.  That's where he drew the line as he pulled out of Troy and moved
away.  Back to straight boy reality as he probably began to realize what he
had done.

"Damn dude, you sure like to let people know when you cum," Austin laughed.
"Usually when I jerk off, I just blow my load quietly and get on with my
day."

"Yeah, sorry about that.  I just haven't pumped one out in a while and this
was pretty intense.  Anyone else cum yet?"

"I shot my load already," Austin admitted.  Whether he had or not I had no
idea, but sometimes straight boys don't like to be left out so they'll say
anything to one of the crowd.

"I'm done too," Troy admitted.  No shit I thought.  He'd been fucked twice
and no doubt came after `Marvin' entered him.

"Me too," `Marvin' said as well.

"Looks like it's just the twins to go," Troy joked.

"We like to cum at the same time in front of an audience, so we're saving
it for later," J.P. laughed.

"Really?"  Austin asked.

"No, not really, but we would if you all want to take a seat and watch."

"I'll grab the popcorn," Troy said in jest.

"This is one twisted night.  I gotta admit, this is the first time I've
ever been in a circle jerk though.  I can cross this off the bucket list
now," Austin said.

"What about you Ashton?" I asked.  "You done anything like this before?"

"Nope.  Not even close.  This was all a first for me too.  A real first."

"Well, we're here all the time if you ever want to go again.  Nothing like
something different to make it more fun," I smiled, but of course no one
could see me. "Just imagine what it would be like to fuck in here if
jerking off was that hot."  I just had to add that to tease Ashton a
little.

"Yeah, I can see why you like it.  I may fill my bedroom with foam the next
time I get a chick over," he replied quickly to re-secure his straightness.

"Is everyone back to normal?  We're going to turn on the shower heads to
wash the foam away and get the bubbles off us," `Marvin' asked.

"All good," both boys admitted.  We turned on the full shower heads to wash
everything away quickly and once the bubbles were washed away, you had not
idea looking at them that anything had happened.  Both were soft and back
in their flaccid state.  I think next time Ashton tries that I'll probably
be able to fuck him, but we'll see how his mind processes today.  The real
test is if he wants to go back in the foam the next time he's over.  That's
usually a good indicator that they want to go again.

"Holy shit!  That's one intense shower," Austin said as he brushed the
water from his face and made sure he was foam free.

"Yeah, we like it.  Probably the favorite room in the whole house," I
smiled.  We headed out and hit the hot tub for a bit.  It was nice having
naked celebrity guests, even though they weren't well known yet.  We'd only
been in the hot tub about 5 minutes when Kurt came down to the room.

"Hey Kurt!  Wanna join us?"  I asked smiling at him.

"Sure in a minute maybe.  Can I talk to you for a minute, Justin?"  He
asked.

"Of course."  I climbed out of the hot tub, grabbed a towel to dry off and
wrapped it around me as I followed him upstairs.  As we got to the great
room, Kurt turned and pulled off his shirt and began unbuttoning his pants.

"Uhhhh, horny much?"  I laughed. "Or are you just too warm from all that
work outside?"  I didn't stop him from taking his clothes off as I love
seeing that hot body of his.  Hell, I wouldn't stop any cute boy from
getting naked around me if he was so inclined.

"I was hoping I could borrow the Lamborghini this weekend.  I have tickets
to a show downtown and I wanted to impress this girl I like.  I'm hoping if
I take it over the top she'll thank me with her pussy."

"Awww, you're such a romantic," I teased.  He took hold of my hand and led
me over to the couch.  He was just in his boxers and as he got to the back
of the couch he dropped them and bent over the back of it and spread his
legs.  God he had such a hot ass, even though it was hairier than I
remember.  He had learned quickly how to push my buttons to make me do
whatever he wanted.

I chuckled.  "So you're offering your ass if I let you borrow the car?"

"Yeah.  That's how badly I want to borrow it," he said looking back at me.
I dropped my towel and took hold of my cock which was beginning to inflate
at the sight of such a nice offering.  I walked up behind him and put my
hand on his back and rubbed it.  His skin was so smooth and soft and being
that it was on a straight boy made it feel that much nicer.  I rubbed my
cock up and down his crack and leaned forward.

"You know you don't have to give up your ass if you want to borrow a car.
You can just ask," I said as I kissed his neck to tease him a bit.

"I figured I had a better chance of a yes if I gave you something you
wanted in return," he said smiling as he looked back and wiggled his ass at
me.

"You can borrow a car anytime you want, but I always like it when you're
horny and in need of some relief.  But first things first.  You're turning
into gorilla man with all that ass hair." I took him by the hand and pulled
him upright.  I went to head off to the upstairs bathroom.

"Umm, my clothes?"  He asked.

"You won't need them and everyone else is naked, you might as well be too.
Not becoming shy in your old age are you?"

He laughed, "No."

I took him upstairs to the bathroom and had him bend over the sink as I got
the shaving foam and razor.

"What are you going to do he asked?"

"Let's see shaving cream and a razor.  Take a guess," I grinned as I held
them up for him to see in the mirror.  "Grab your ass cheeks and pull them
apart so I can get right down to your hole.  You should be nice and smooth
for a proper fuck."  Like most horny boys he did as he was told and I
quickly slapped some cream into his ass.  I restrained myself and didn't
shove my finger into his hole, despite the screaming urge in my head to do
it.  I turned on the water in the sink and then went to work on removing
his hair.  If he was this hairy now, my guess is he's be a lot hairier when
he hit his 20's.  I mean he didn't have any hair on his ass cheeks, which
was good, but his hole was certainly furry.  By the time I was finished
though he looked as smooth as silk.  "Take a look now," I told him as I
pulled him upright and turned him around.  He bent over and I pulled his
ass cheeks apart so he could see his hole in the mirror.  "Better huh?"

"Yeah, looks good," he admitted.  I wasn't convinced that he meant it.
Most straight boys don't get it until you show them the benefits.

"We might as well clean the rest of you up if you're going to be giving it
to your girl on the weekend.  They hate long wild pubes when they get down
to blow you.  Same as you'd hate it if they didn't shave their pussies."  I
grabbed to body trimmer and had him straddle the toilet.  After all, I
don't need pubes all over my bathroom floor.

"I don't want to lose all my pubes," he said looking at me nervously.

"I know, but you're gonna.  Trust me.  It makes your dick look twice the
size and the girl will think you're totally cool and that you look after
yourself.  If I'm wrong and she says anything negative about you being
smooth, I'll give you a car for a month."

"I dunno dude.  I kinda like having some hair.  Makes me look more mature,"
he complained as I turned the trimmer on and ignored him.  I shaved across
the wild bush and blazed a trail through them.  I imagined this is how the
Amazon looked after they clear cut the rain forest.  I made quick work of
the majority of his hair and had him check it out.

"So what do you think? Makes your dick look bigger huh?"

He looked down and nodded. "Sure looks okay, I guess."

Well maybe it did, but I wasn't done yet.  If I'm cleaning up a straight
boy to fuck, we're gonna do it right.  I grabbed the shaving foam and
coated his crotch.  "Now don't move or I could nick your junk and then I
know you wouldn't be happy."

I shaved his pubic patch right down to the skin and made him baby smooth.
Then it was his shaft and finally his balls, which I did very carefully as
they were pretty soft and one wrong move could cause a cut and they bleed
badly making a guy freak out.  I had him lift his legs one at time so I
could get right under him and get all the hair.  By the time I was done he
looked stunningly perfect.  I had made a point of fondling his cock and
balls more than necessary, to cause the inflation required to get him extra
horny.  He looked down and rubbed his crotch a few times without saying
anything. I just smiled to myself.  "See how much bigger it looks.  Was I
right or what?  Okay, put your hands behind your head.  Time for the pits,
dude."

"Why?"

"Oh my God, you really are a chick.  The last thing you want is to smell of
sweat when you take your clothes off around her.  Shaving the pits and then
putting on deodorant guarantees you don't have pit stains or bad smelling
underarms.  Hair just catches all the wetness.  And trust me dude, if the
girl is as hot as you say, you'll be nervous and sweating for sure.  Hands
up, buddy."

He did as he was told and I just chuckled to myself.  He probably would
have let me shave his legs if I'd told him it would get him laid.  I used
the trimmer to get rid of the main hair and then shaved him smooth.  He
looked so hot, I might not give him back to the girls.  I might just keep
him for my collection.  I took him to the shower and removed my towel as I
pushed him in and turned it on.  I rinsed off all the remaining shaving
foam and fingered some lube into his hole.  After all, he had offered me
his ass and I wasn't going to disappoint him. That just wouldn't be
neighbourly.

"You want me to fuck you in here, or would you prefer going to the
bedroom?"  Always nice to ask as some guys have a preference.  I think
Kurt's preference would have been no fucking and just be allowed to use the
car, but he was still horny and probably wasn't thinking straight.  No pun
intended.  Great more puns...groan.

"Wherever," he said quickly.  I shrugged and bent him forward and had him
brace himself against the wall.  I moved us slightly out of the water so it
wouldn't wash off the lube as I coated my cock and really soaked his ass.
I rubbed the head of my hardening dick up and down his crack before
pressing it gently at his hole to tease him.  I put on hand on his shoulder
and carefully inserted myself, giving him time to get used to it.  He tried
to move out of the way a couple times, but I just stopped the insertion and
rubbed his back to calm him down.  Once the head popped in, I let his ass
get used to it before I kept going and took him fully.  I took it slow so I
could enjoy his tight ass.  I think there is always something special about
a straight ass over a gay one.  It feels like it's forbidden territory, so
it feels hotter somehow.  As I felt him relax and begin to enjoy it, I held
both his hips and began to fuck him properly.  He just kept his hand on the
wall and at one point put his head against the tile, but when he realized
he was being slammed against it, he quickly changed his position.

As I fucked him Troy bounced into the bathroom.  "I came up to see if
everything was okay.  Guess I misread that signal downstairs.  I thought
something was wrong.  I didn't know you liked getting fucked, dude?  I
thought you were straightish."  He said as he stood at the entrance to the
shower.

"He is straight and he doesn't really like getting fucked.  He's more of a
top when he's blue ball horny.  He just gives it up once in a while when he
wants a car," I said getting a dirty look from Kurt.  "Don't worry.  What
happens in this house stays in this house."

"Yeah, no worries," Troy said as he dropped his towel and came up towards
us tugging on his dick.  "If we told everyone of all the sex that goes on
around here, that's all we'd have time to talk about."  As he got closer he
stepped in to join us and smiled.  He reached for Kurt's dick hanging in
front of him.  "You don't mind if I help do you?"

"No, I guess not," he said as he looked at Troy.  "But it stays just with
us right?"

"Of course."

"Nice to see that you're so smooth," Troy grinned.  "Looks hot."

"Yeah, thanks.  Justin just showed me how to do it.  I even had a hair show
up on my chest last week.  I think I'm gonna get lots when I get older.
Probably like my old man."

"We can always send you for laser hair removal," I said as I slowly fucked
him while reaching over to take hold of Troy's hard cock and balls.

"Nah, I want a hairy chest.  Not like long hair, but trimmed with firm pecs
and abs.  Makes me look more like a man."

"Makes you look more like Sasquatch," I laughed.  "I'm not a fan of hair at
all.  That's why all of us are smooth.  If I get chest hair at any point,
I'm going to have laser hair removal for sure.  I've been thinking of doing
my crotch and ass too.  Such a pain to shave it all the time."

"Yeah, I like it smooth too," Troy agreed.

"I definitely wouldn't do that," Kurt said.  "We'll see how it goes with no
ass hair or pubes, but, I'd probably keep some pubes for sure."

"So that's our next big adventure, Troy.  We'll take everyone for laser
hair removal," I said as I reached around Kurt's chest and tweaked his
nipples.  My dick was fully hard inside him thinking of everyone becoming
permanently smooth.  Once Kurt got a full chest of hair, he would be off my
interest list, so I better use him while I found him sexy.  Troy got on his
knees beside me and was not only tugging on Kurt's cock and balls, but
playing with my balls as they slapped against Kurt's ass.  "You want to
fuck him, Troy?"  I asked.

He looked at me and smiled as I pulled out and moved aside.  He placed his
face in Kurt's smooth crack and prepared to take sloppy seconds.  If the
straight boy was offering himself up to be able to use the car, we might as
well let him earn not only the car but a tank full of gas as well.  Troy
soaked Kurt with additional lube and coated his cock.  I'm sure Kurt would
appreciate the size difference since Troy was a little smaller than me.  He
stood up and I got closer to hold his dick and aim it at the hole.  Always
fun to guide the missile into the tube.  He pressed forward and I watched
the tip vanish into Kurt's ass.  He paused to let the straight boy get used
to him and then continued.  From here he didn't need my help.  Troy knew
what he was doing and Kurt was in no position to try and change his mind.
I watched them fuck for a couple seconds and then went around to position
myself under Kurt.  I swallowed his cock and took hold of his balls and
pushed them back until I felt Tory's balls slapping against them each time
he went into Kurt.  I rubbed the two of them together and then got
underneath to lick both sets.  Always killer hot watching someone get
fucked from this angle.  After a few minutes of that, I got out from under
them and stood up.  I turned Kurt slightly and bent him forward, having him
put his hands on my hips.

"If you need a tank of gas for the car, open your mouth," I teased as my
cock touched his lips.  He paused for a second and then opened up to allow
me in.  Amazing how many straight boys will do gay sex to get what they
want.  There has to be a business opportunity there somewhere.  I just
haven't thought about what it might be.  Other than porn of course.  Tons
of straight boys do gay porn to try and get into the business.  Trouble is
many of them never make it to straight porn as they have so much fun with
other guys.  As we spit roast Kurt, Troy looked at me and smiled.

"He's pretty tight.  Do you guys do this a lot?"

"No, Kurt's straight but likes to nut off once in a while so I offer him
blowjobs or my ass if he needs it.  But I think he's getting laid enough
with his girls, as he's not giving it up much around here," I said keeping
our ventures to a minimum in Troy's eyes.

"God, you should give this up more.  You have a pretty sweet ass," Troy
said complimenting him.  I know I find it a compliment, but I'm never sure
if straight boys find that to be the same type of compliment.  He mumbled a
thank you the best his could with a mouthful of cock.  Troy didn't seem to
be in a hurry to cum and he leaned forward as he was fucking to take hold
of Kurt's dick and jerk him off as he drilled his ass.  With all that
stimulation, it was too much for the straight boy and he grunted and shot
his load.  Troy gave a big grin and as he removed his hand and pulled it
back up into view.  Kurt's cum was dripping off his fingers.  He raised his
hand above his head and made a show out of licking each finger clean.  He's
such a pervert.  Of course, I think he learned it from me.  We knew now
that Kurt had come, the dynamics would change quickly, so even though Troy
and I hadn't cum, we pulled free of Kurt to allow him to be straight again.

"Looks like you're getting the car and a tank of gas," I smiled as I we got
fully under the water of the shower again to wash off the remnants of sex.
"But seriously Kurt, you don't have to give up your ass when you want the
car, or anything else for that matter.  Just ask.  You know we all love sex
and would never say no to having fun with you, but you don't have to pimp
yourself for things."

"Thanks.  Being around you guys for so long and seeing everything, I don't
mind as much as I did when I first met you.  I kinda like the way gay guys
are just so open about sex.  It's like you get horny, you take care of it
and move on.  With chicks it's such a production.  By the time you get to
the sex, you're almost out of the mood.  God, I could come over here, whip
my dick out, ask for a blowjob and be done in two minutes and be back to
whatever I was doing."

"Yeah, it's good to have friends with benefits.  Of course there's lots of
other benefits too.  You can hang out nude a lot, which reduces laundry;
you can share clothes, help each other shave hairy areas that are hard to
reach," I said as I swatted his ass. He blushed slightly.

"Wanna come down and meet our new friends?  They're going to be guest stars
on the show."

"I should probably get dressed first," he said a bit nervously.  Once a
straight boy cums, he ends up being a little shy.

"Why?  They're all naked and since when is that a problem around here.
You've swum naked around here tons.  Plus they're both your type."

"What that's mean?" he asked.

"They're straight," I laughed.

He grinned.  I reached over for the closest towel and wiped Kurt's cock and
balls and managed to get a quick grope in as I did it.  He really looked so
much better now that he'd been manscaped.  Earlier he could have been the
wild pube boy and ended up on some National Geographic special.  He didn't
have to shave it all off every time, but he should at least trim it to show
off his cock and balls.  We all headed naked downstairs and introduced Kurt
to Austin and Ashton.  I know what we were missing down here and I made a
note to order one, and that was a tanning bed.  A stand up one is best, but
the lie down ones are more fun as you can talk to whoever is around while
you tan.  But I want one of the fast ones.  Not those old ones where you
have to stay in for 30 minutes.  I want a 5 minute one.  I like my tanning
like I like my sex...fast and with awesome results.  We finally got out of
the water, showered and dressed before running upstairs to get something to
eat.  Kurt deaprted first followed by our guests.  Shortly afterward Colin
returned home followed by Kyle.  We filled them in on the afternoon.

"Damn, I miss all the fun," Kyle complained.

"And what did you get up to?"  I asked.

"Took the paraglider out and met up with a couple of guys.  We headed up
the coast for bit until we found a good spot to land.  We made out and then
came home."

"That's cool.  Good to know there's a few other gay guys into paragliding,"
I smiled.  "Makes it seem like a lot more fun."

"Nah, they're straight, but I can be persuasive when I want to be.  When I
heard them talking about how big teases their girlfriends were, that's all
it took to offer them my services. So I let them tag team me."

"God, you're worse than me," I grinned.

"I'm not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing," he smiled.  "Now that
I don't have boyfriends, I have lots of spare time, so it's good to meet
other people."

"You meet so many people that your nickname is `Slutty McSlutinsteen'," I
said jokingly.

"I like that, but they call me `The Butcher'.  I have a large sausage for
you and you'll come back for more after trying it just once."

I didn't bother replying.  I mean who could argue.  I'd been back more than
once for his great sausage.  We had a relaxing evening and went to bed
early as it was a school night.  Blake was staying over at Cory's and would
get dropped off from there.  In the morning, it was routine as usual except
for the addition of the twins, but Alex and Jason were working out a
schedule between themselves and making sure they had lots of time to
include James in things.  Social Services had gotten him into school, so
that freed up a lot of time challenges during the week.  Kyle and I headed
to school together, and before we got there his text message went off.

"Can you see who it is?"  Kyle asked.  I picked up his phone and the
message was from Tripp.

`U @ skool yet?  Need morning attention.  Boys rm main floor Psych
building.  I'll b the naked 1.'

Kyle laughed as I read it.  "Feel like giving him a double dose of morning
attention?"

"You think he could handle both of us?"

"Why shuga, I think he could handle a might more than just lil ole us,"
Kyle said batting his eyelashes and giving his best southern drawl.  "My
guess is we're not his first or last this morning."

"Then we better get there fast before we have to wait in line."  I texted
back and said we'd be there.  I got have a dozen excited happy faces back.
We raced to the bathroom and found him naked as promised in the handicap
stall.  His clothes hanging on the door hook.  We gave him a few good round
of quickies before we were all drained.  Tripp was a good friend to have as
he was just as horny as we were and liked to be naked.  He'll fit right in
around our place.  Later on in the day I was with Tripp on my way to the
next class when I saw Damian heading towards us.  I was going to ignore
him, but I wasn't in a mood to be nice to him.  As soon as he came within
ear shot, I spoke to Tripp.  "That's Damian.  I'd stay away from him if I
were you.  He likes to go home with you for sex and then try to extort
money out of you if he doesn't get his own way.  Plus he's a lousy lay
anyway.  Only has a 7 inch dick, and cums so fast you barely know he's
started."

"Fuck you Justin!" Damian said as he got closer.

"Oh, no thanks.  I'd rather do your grandmother than stick my dick back in
your sloppy ass."

"You're such a prick.  I assume all these things that have been happening
to me lately are because of you?"

"Yeah, right Damian.  The only thing I think of all day is you.  Fuck,
you're a narcissist.  I actually don't think about you at all.  We'll go to
court, I'll squash you like a bug and leave you splattered all over the
windshield as a lesson to others who want to try extortion," I said
remaining confident.

"So you're trying to tell me that you have nothing to do with everything?"

"Everything?  What everything, Damian?"  I said not knowing what the fuck
he was talking about, as usual.

"Let's see.  In the last week, I've been given two speeding tickets, making
an illegal turn, fined for jaywalking, and been brought in to a police
line-up for mugging an old lady.  My car was towed less than two minutes
after the meter expired, and my email inbox is flooded with spam from
people I have never heard of wishing me luck in my sex change operation.
My facebook and twitter account have been hacked and all sorts of shit is
in it now.  My computer got a virus that wiped out all my homework and
apparently I've been put on the no fly list."

"You're getting a sex change?  Why?  You're so cute as a boy," Tripp said
intrigued.  I laughed that out of all that, that's what he picked up on.

"NO, I'm not getting a fucking sex change!  But about a thousand people
think I am, and are sending me support and some gross pictures of before
and after shots of guys that have."

"Dude, I have nothing to do with it, but Karma's a bitch isn't it.  Hope it
doesn't continue.  Actually, I couldn't give a fuck if it does.  Couldn't
happen to a nicer person.  I'd be following all the rules if I were you.
Sounds like you're on somebody's radar."  I laughed as I left with my arm
around Tripp.

"What was that all about?"  He asked.

"Long story, but the simple version is I took him home one night and fucked
him.  He fell in love with me and I didn't respond so he's charging me with
assault."

"What a load of bullshit.  Want me to go teach him a lesson?"  Tripp asked.

"I don't think having him fuck you in the bathroom will teach him a
lesson," I laughed.

Tripp just smirked and grabbed my ass.  "Seriously though, we should teach
him a major lesson.  Maybe turn the tables so he gets what he deserves."

"No worries.  It's all in hand," I smiled.  I figured Colin and the `Q'
must have had something to do with all Damian's misfortune.  I couldn't be
happier.

A couple days later Nate and Tripp bounced up to me like two schoolgirls
that had just seen a cute boy naked.  "What's up with you two?  You get
laid or something?"

"Better!"  Tripp grinned.

"Yeah, way better!"  Nate agreed.  I was almost sure they both had hard-ons
they were so excited.  "Check this out."

He handed me his phone and hit the play button on a video.  It was a
homemade porn with Tripp, Nate and Damian.  At first I was confused and
frowned as I looked at both of them and then back at the video.  "Just keep
watching," Nate beamed.  It clearly showed Nate's apartment and both Tripp
and Damian were visible in it, but Nate's face had been either obscured or
he deliberately kept it out of the frame.  The video showed Damian handing
out beer and making moves on both Nate and Tripp to suck their dicks, and
then bent Tripp around to fuck him.  Tripp made comments like `you're too
big, take it out' and `oh god, what are you doing?'  Talk about overacting.
Then Damian got on all fours and begged Nate and Tripp to do him.  Tripp
fucked him as Nate let Damian suck his cock.  He was being spit roast on
camera and loving it.  This went on for over 15 minutes and I had mixed
feelings.  It should have been me in the middle between the two and they
had picked up Damian to have sex with instead of me.  I was jealous and
upset at the same time.  I looked at them confused.

"Dude, don't you get it?  You're troubles are over.  We'll use this video
and press our own charges," Tripp said.

"How?  Looks like three guys having consensual sex," I said.

"He raped me.  I didn't want it, but he forced me," Tripp said trying to
fake tears and sobs.  I laughed.

"Who the hell will believe that?" I smirked.

"Yeah, well it gets better.  The video is on my phone and Nate's and it's
also a few other places online that only I know about.  We can say he sent
it without our permission after he got alcohol in us."

"You know that they can figure out what it was filmed on and who sent it
right?  Great idea, but it would probably just go back to one of your
phones as a set up and we'd be in more trouble," I said as I appreciated
the effort and the porn.  I almost wanted it to be sent to me for my
collection.  The collection that I was starting immediately.

"That's the beauty of it.  I filmed it with Damian's camera and when he
went to the bathroom to cleanup, I uploaded it to a few places, then hid it
in one of his folders on his phone.  It'll look like he did the whole
thing, not us," Nate said with a giant grin.  "Isn't this what he's
accusing you of?  Getting him drunk and having sex?  He just did the same
thing to us, and I'm straight.  I might have to press charges."

"Me too," sobbed Tripp with a fake sniff.  "He took my anal virginity that
I was saving for when I got married.  It's too much to bear.  I might just
end up offing myself for the shame and humiliation.  But that's not all..."
He said trying to keep sad over his obvious giddiness.  "He sent it to us
with a text that said he wanted $10,000 or he'd post in online for the
whole world to see."

"WHAT?"  I said as the both showed me the text attached to the video.

It said, "If you don't want everyone to know what giant fags you are, I
want $10,000 by the end of the month, or I post this everywhere.  Thanks
for the fuck."

I broke out into the biggest grin ever.  "Oh my god, you guys are
geniuses."

"Tell us something we don't know.  But I had to take one for the team,
dude.  I had to let that demented fuck suck my cock.  You owe me big time,"
Nate said.

"You owe me too," Tripp grinned with an evil smile.  "I would just like a
night at your house with you and your two brothers and the celebrities and
anyone else that's running around naked and horny."

"And I'll even let you blow me again," Nate said with a grin.

"Can I blow you?"  Tripp asked.  "I never got a chance when we made the
video.  I really want you to fuck me as well."

"I thought you were saving yourself until marriage," Nate laughed.

Tripp got down on one knee and looked up at Nate.  "Nate, will you marry me
and fuck my brains out?"

"Me, straight! You, pervert!" Nate replied grinning and shaking his head.
"But I might do a three-way again, but with Justin this time.  You can suck
my dick then."

"Fucking hell, yes!!  Let's go now.  I could ditch class.  My ass needs a
good pounding from a couple of hot studs."

"I said you could suck it, not ride it," Nate clarified.  "And you might
want to tone it down a bit or no-one will believe that Damian raped you
against your will."

"So what do we do with this, Justin?"  Tripp asked.  "Want me to call the
cops and get the puke locked up?  I'm still traumatized over the whole
things and I might be suicidal."  He grinned and put the back of his hand
up to his forehead.

"Can we say drama queen?"  I laughed.  "Why not just confront Damian with
it as if you can't believe what you're seeing, and tell him that you're
planning on pressing charges.  When he denies it, say something like, `Oh
just like you're doing to Justin?'  Maybe that will get him to change his
story for the cops and say it was all a big mistake."

"Cool, we'll go find him now.  See you at lunch and let you know how it
goes.  I'll lube up my ass for a week of fun at your house," Tripp said
with a bat of his eyelashes before kissing me full on the mouth.  I think
there was tongue.  He kissed Nate too, but just a peck on the lips.  A
week?  I thought he was just coming over for a few hours.

Nate wiped his mouth quickly.  "Dude, boundaries!  Still straight."

"You love it and you know it," Tripp said flipping his hair casually.

"I really gotta get me some straight friends," Nate jested as the two of
them headed off together.  It was nice to see them getting along, but I
could see Tripp being too much for a straight boy like Nate.  Sure we'd
hang out naked together, however I imagine Nate will need a large
flyswatter to keep Tripp off him.

At lunch, they said they couldn't find Damian so they'd try later, but when
we met up after class they still hadn't connected with him.  In fact, we
hadn't seen Damian all day.  He was probably off planning how he was going
to spend the money I wasn't going to give him.  I really wanted to be there
when the guys confronted him, but it was best if I just distanced myself
from it.

We headed over to Nate's place after the day was done.  Nate and I still
had our big assignment due, but since Tripp wasn't in our class, we just
decided to have a few beers and watch a movie.  Of course, Tripp was
totally into being naked and couldn't wait to get his clothes off.  We were
starting our own nudist colony.

We had been naked for about 20 minutes and already finished most of our
first half a beer when the front door opened.  I was about to scramble for
my clothes, but Nate smiled and greeted him.

"Hey dude!  Come on in.  We're just chillin' and watching a movie."

An Asian guy who looked like he was 13, but in fact was probably older than
me, walked in.  "Hey Nate, guess you got another couple suckers to join you
in nudie world," he laughed as he dropped his backpack and took off his
shoes.

"You know you like it, or you wouldn't keep coming over and joining me,"
Nate laughed.  "Chris, this is Justin & Tripp.  Guys, Chris."  I wasn't
sure if you are supposed to get up and greet a guy when you're naked in a
straight boy's house, or just sit there.  I chose to just sit there and
raised my beer as a salute.

"Nice to meet you," I said as he came over and sat down next to me and
began to remove his clothes.  I guess he'd done this before.  Nate jumped
up to go get him a beer and by the time he came back Chris was completely
naked and sitting back comfortably.  I quickly checked him out.  Like most
Asian boys he was smooth as silk and had black pubes.  He at least trimmed
them nicely to a small square patch.  Not the wild hair of a typical
straight boy.

"So you all go to University together?"

"Yep," Nate said.  Chris opened Nate's laptop to look through his movie
collection.  As he searched, Nate explained his friend.  "Chris and I went
to school together and were best friends all the way from grade seven.  He
was the first guy I ever got naked around and we even skinny dipped for the
first time together when we were hiking.  What were we?  14?"

"Something like that," Chris agreed.  "Nate just kept naked from then on.
I am a little more reserved, although I don't mind once in a while.  I
think I've seen Nate naked more than I see him clothed.  I barely notice
anymore as it's normal to hang out naked now.  I live upstairs with my
girlfriend.  She's not into nudity at all.  Hell even in bed we have to
have the lights out and the covers over us.  That's if and when she puts
out, which is like 10% of how often I want it.  Shit, she won't sleep
naked, or let me sleep naked.  She even locks the bathroom door when she's
in there.  Half the time I come down here and Nate and I just watch movies
and drink.  If he ever gets a girlfriend that might cut into bro time, but
for now it works.

"Maybe he'll get an extra horny chick and you can share," I smiled.

"I like the way you think Justin.  Damn, that would be hot.  Maybe she'll
let us video the whole thing and we could have our own porn to jerk off
to."

I liked Chris too, he was a typical horny straight dude.

"So dump that uptight bitch you're dating and get one that puts out and
likes to hang out naked.  She can come down here and we could have a
foursome," Nate teased.

"Sorry, not into dudes," Chris replied looking at his friend with a strange
look.

"I meant me and my girl with you and yours.  Justin isn't into that," he
clarified.

"You're not into foursomes?"  Chris asked staring at me.

"No, I'm definitely into foursomes and twelvesomes.  Nate just meant I'm
not into girls.  I'm gay."

"Wow, cool.  I don't have any gay friends.  Always wanted one, but never
knew where to get one."

"You can usually pick one up at Canadian Tire, aisle 40.  We go on sale
twice a year, but the good ones are only around for a short while as
they're really in demand," I said as I raised my bottle for him to tap his
to.

"Funny, dude.  I meant, I just never knew how to ask a guy if he was gay or
not, so I never really got to know any."

"Ask me?"  Tripp smiled.

"Really?  You're gay too?"

"Yep.  He's Gay 1 and I'm Gay 2.  We're having shirts made up," Tripp
giggled.

"So, when you see me naked how come you don't get hard?  If I saw a chick
naked I'd bone up right away."

"We see lots of guys naked, so you learn to keep it under control until
you're ready to play," Tripp explained.

"So would it be weird if Nate and I were jerking off to a porn and you were
here?" Chris asked looking at us.

"Why would it be weird?  I watch porn and jerk off.  Seems like a normal
guy thing to me," I laughed.

"Yeah, but would you be watching the porn or us?"  Chris smiled.

"Probably both.  But straight boys watch each other jerk off too, just to
make sure they are doing it right."

"True enough.  I've seen Nate beat his meat a thousand times.  Maybe the
difference is I never wanted to do anything with him.  But just for the
record, if you wanted to give me a blowjob, I probably be okay with it," he
said suddenly.  "It's not like we'd be dating or anything.  It's just two
buds getting off."

"Wouldn't it be like one bud getting off while the other does the work?"  I
grinned.

"If you ever wanted to do that I might be willing to give you a hand job to
say thanks."

"A whole handjob?  Wow, thanks," I laughed.  "Maybe I would consider giving
you head if I could take you doggy style afterward."

"You mean fuck me?"  He said staring at me intently.  Nate was trying hard
not to laugh.

"Sure, just get on your hands and knees right here on the carpet.  I'll
open that tight little ass up and rim you until you were good and wet and
then slide my big bone into your pink boi pussy and breed you."

"Guys, we're all naked here, and if you keep talking like this, I'm not
going to be able to keep the monster from rearing up and wanting some
action," Tripp warned.  "This thing hears sex talk and it's hard to get it
to calm down until it throws up."

Chris just stared at me open mouthed as he heard what I was saying.  Then
he looked down at my crotch and then over at Tripp and then Nate, who was
grinning.  "Damn!  Gay guys are kinky bastards.  Looking at how big your
dick is soft, it would probably rip me a new one.  How big are you?"

"8½," I answered.

"17.8," Tripp answered with a stupid grin. "Okay, 17.8cm, but it sounds
bigger that way. I love the Canadian metric thing!"

"Shit, I'm like 6" and my girl bitches at me to go slow because I'm hurting
her.  Maybe I should take you up and spread her pussy while you push that
thing inside her uptight twat.  She'd never complain about me again."

"Great idea...except I'm gay.  Pussy isn't my thing.  Cock and ass are," I
reminded him.

"I can't believe you don't find it a total turn on hanging out naked with
guys like this?  That would be like me hanging out naked with a hot chick
and not trying to get my face buried in her, or at the very least trying
not to throw a massive bone."

I looked at the size of the small framed guy sitting next to me and
seriously doubted he could throw a massive anything, but I just remained
polite.  "You get used to it.  Naked boys are easy to see, so it's not like
I get super crazed when I see one, like straight boys do when they see a
naked girl.  If I want to see cock, I just go to a change room and
voila...cock!  Just like you said earlier, Nate and I are buddies and I
barely even see him as nude anymore."

"Yeah right.  I'll bet you go home and jerk off thinking about him, don't
you?"

"No, but I might go home and jerk off thinking about you?"  I teased.

"Funny.  So did you do anything with Nate yet?  He doesn't get laid, so
it's like you won the lottery huh, Nate?  You got two gay friends to suck
your knob whenever you want.  I gotta get me one."

"Shut up Chris.  It's not like you rent a gay guy from the blowjob store
and bring them home," Nate said sounding a little annoyed, or maybe trying
to cover up the fact that I actually had done him.

"You can rent me," Tripp said.  "I'm more than happy to swallow your pole
and take your load whenever you're horny.  Shit, turn off the lights and
fuck my ass.  You won't hear me complaining and I'll be way tighter than
your girlfriend.  You'll blow your load every time.  Guaranteed or you can
have a second time at no additional charge."

"How much is the charge?"  Chris asked looking at Tripp with curious
fascination.

"I'm running an introductory offer right now.  First 200 times are free.
After that, it costs a dollar," he joked.

"Good to know.  So honestly, have any of you done each other yet?"

"Sorry, can't tell you.  It's the whole gay/straight confidentiality thing.
The only thing I can tell you is that Justin fucked the hell out of me once
and let me tell you; that is one nice dick to get inside your ass."

"HEY!  What happened to the confidentiality thing?" I said pretending to
sound annoyed at being `outed' or `inned' as the case may be.

"Doesn't apply to gay/gay only gay/straight," he clarified.  "Gay guys tell
everyone who they've done.  Kind of the unwritten rule.  The guy with the
most conquests wins."  I knew I liked this guy.

"Would you two ever do it in front of other guys?"  Chris asked.

"You mean like a three way or orgy or something?"  I asked.

"No, I mean like a live porn show where others watched you have sex?"

"I can't answer for Tripp, but I'd do it for sure.  That would be hot."
Little did he know.  Been there, done that.  "So what?  You want Tripp and
I to put on a show for you and Nate?"  I asked smirking.

"Would you think I was weird if I said yes?  I mean I've never seen two
guys do it before, so I'm kinda curious and it would be way more
interesting than a porn as I could ask to see different things."

I could see Nate grinning as he took a drink of his beer.

"That's kinda like you'd be the porn director.  That's a good idea for a
business," I smiled.  "Rent-a-gay.  You rent them for 24 hours so you can
say you have a gay friend and make then do what you want.  Then when you're
horny, they drop to their knees..."

I slid off the couch and dropped to my knees in front of Chris.

"...and get between your legs..."

I pushed Chris' legs open and got between them.

"..they yank you forward to get you in position..."

I pulled him to the edge of the couch.

"...then they lower their head to your cock and suck on it until it spews
its white juice and they swallow it, leaving you drained and satisfied..."

I slowly lowered my head down to his crotch and Chris wasn't moving or
saying a thing as he stared, probably in disbelief.  Nate wasn't moving
much either as I saw him staring at me out of the corner of my eye.  I
stopped and jumped back on the couch.  Tripp was already half hard,
probably getting ready to join in.

"You mean like that?"  I asked taking a swig of my beer casually.

"God, I thought you were really going to give me head," Chris said letting
out a breath I think he'd been holding since I pushed his legs apart.

"Dude, a gay guy giving head is about as normal as a straight boy farting.
I wouldn't think twice about sucking your dick if you asked.  I'd suck you
both off and then put your cocks together and suck them at the same time."

"You can suck two dicks at once?"  Chris asked.  "How?"

"You really are a newbie, aren't you?  It's simple.  You two sit facing
each other and scissor your legs until your cocks touch.  I hold them tight
against each other and go down on you."

"That would be so weird having my junk touch another guys junk.  Our balls
would be touching and everything."

I laughed.  "You'd have your cock down my throat and that's what you'd be
worried about?"  I shook my head.  "Straight boy are hilarious.  Maybe I
should blow one of you and let the other fuck me.  It's called spit
roasting and then you could switch."

"Damn Nate, you picked some kinky gay dudes," Chris grinned.

"Yep, he went right down to Safeway and found the gay guys, thumped a few
like melons to find the kinkiest ones and brought us home."

"You're actually a pretty funny dude, Justin.  But seriously, would you
guys ever really give Nate or me a blowjob if we asked?"

"I'd blow you with as much hesitation as if you were asking for a beer.
Anywhere, anytime," I smiled as I watched Chris move slightly on the couch
and adjust his inflating package.  I thought he was going to ask for head
right then and there.  Tripp on the other hand was sporting a major bone
and not hiding the fact.

"Cool.  I'll have to keep that in mind," he grinned as he turned his
attention to the movie.  I noticed a few times during the show that he
looked me up and down and adjusted his balls.  His cock had grown
considerably since we began talking about blowjobs.  I wondered if he was
getting up the nerve to actually ask for one.  I could almost hear the
wheels turning, and his elevated heart rate, as he tried to justify it.
Plus having others there was probably adding to his reluctance.  Maybe I
should go over and blow Nate, or even Tripp to break the tension.  I let my
leg touch his a few times and brushed my hand accidentally across his leg
as I reached for things.  Each time, he jumped slightly and I could see him
stop breathing. He wanted head badly, I can sense these things.  I'm like a
gay psychic.

Tripp could see it too.  He casually reached over and took hold of my cock
and began to jerk me off as we watched the movie.  Neither of us changed
our focus as we watched the show, but our cocks certainly did.  Both of us
got hard quickly and I decided to help Tripp out as well and reached over
to jack him as well.  I could see Nate smirking out of the corner of my
eyes and Chris was having trouble concentrating on the movie and his hands
were now across his lap.  Without any fanfare, Tripp got off the couch and
dropped to his knees between my legs and began to suck me off.  Nate was on
one side and Chris on the other.  It took about 5 seconds for them to react
to what they were seeing.  Tripp reached over and gently took hold of
Chris' balls to stroke them and he almost shot off the couch like a rocket.
Once he calmed down from the initial shock, he let Tripp continue and
slowly eased his hand back until Tripp had a firm hold of all he had to
offer.  Another straight boy goes down in flames.  Wait, that doesn't sound
right.  Another straight boy goes down to a flamer...better.  Tripp took
his other hand to do the same thing to Nate, who wasn't as jumpy and
allowed it quickly.  I put my hand on Tripp's head to steady him on my cock
as I fucked his face.  He came up for air a few minutes later.

"God, if someone doesn't fuck my ass, I'm gonna scream. And bitches, you
don't want to hear me scream.  I need a big Canadian dick in my ass."

"Are you two straight boys ready to watch this?"  I asked as I moved to get
out from under Tripp.

Chris just nodded his head rapidly a few times without saying anything.  I
guess he was enjoying the handjob.  I got behind Tripp, pushed him flat
over the edge of the couch and used spit to lube his hole and coat my cock.
I knew he could handle a no lube fuck, so that's what he was going to get.
It would seem like too big a break in the action to go over to my backpack
to get the proper lubricant.

I slipped into him like we were long lost lovers and pushed the entire
length of my dick inside.  He began thrusting back and forth on my cock and
didn't wait before he started fucking himself on me.  He moaned and humped
me for all he was worth as he fisted his own dick.  "God, that feels so god
damn hot.  Fuck me baby!  Fuck the hell out of me!!"  I thought he was
going to scream if he DIDN'T get a cock in his ass.  Turns out he screamed
when he did get one.  "Shit, fuck me!  Hammer that big cock into me.
Shit!"

I couldn't hold back as he was just adding the perfect amount of pressure
to mold my cock to his insides.  I pumped a massive load into him and shook
with pleasure as I felt it coat him thoroughly.  He felt it too.  "Oh
Christ, I'm gonna cum.  I'm gonna cum!!"  He shot his load all over the
floor in front of him as I did my best to keep drilling his ass.  The
straight boys were watching closely and fisting their cocks.  Tripp turned
his attention to Chris and played with his balls until there was a white
lava flow coming from him to drench his stomach.  Then Tripp leaned down
and licked the puddle off him.  "No use letting good cum go to waste,"
Tripp said as he sat up and wiped his mouth.  He sat back on the couch and
looked at Chris.

"Is that what you were thinking of?"  He smirked as he licked his lips and
then each finger in turn.

"Yeah, but I never thought you guys would actually do it.  I was kinda just
kidding.  Damn."

"Never suggest something sexual to a gay guy.  You just know we're up for
it," I laughed.  "Nice way to meet you though."

"Uh, yeah.  I should get going though, before my girlfriend wonders what
happened to me."

I smiled inwardly.  If she only knew what happened to him, but he was a
typical guy.  You cum and then the blood rushes back to your brain and the
senses kick in.  He jumped into his clothes and said he'd see us later.

As soon as he was gone, Nate broke into laughter.  "Holy shit, I can't
believe you did that.  I've never even seen him with a boner before, and
you get him to blow his load with a handjob.  He's either never going to
come back, or he's gonna be down here every day."

"It's just part of the service."  Tripp laughed as we sat back to finish
watching the movie. "Hopefully you'll be horny enough one day to want to
try fucking me."

Nate laughed.  "I'd have to be REALLY horny to want to do a guy," he said
giving me a knowing look.

The rest of the week went by without anything new or unusual, except that
Damian was still nowhere to be seen.  The guys were itching to enact their
revenge on him, but so far he was strangely absent.  Maybe he'd been
kidnapped and dragged into the woods by a gang of horny rapists.  That
would be perfect for him.

"So can me and Nate come over this weekend and hang out?  I'd love to meet
everyone at your house," Tripp asked as Kyle and I were heading for the
car.

"Can't on Saturday as it's Colin's birthday and we have a big day planned,
but Sunday is free.  Everyone will be home, so you can come over and meet
the family."

"Sweet.  Do I need to bring anything?"

"Nope, we're self-contained.  If you're not into skinny dipping, you could
bring swim shorts, but we have lots of those too if you want," I told him.

"Are you kidding?  I can't wait to skinny dip.  Sweet, I'll see you Sunday.
What time you get up?  7?  8?"

"Yeah, right.  Try 11 at the earliest," Kyle interjected. "If Colin's party
goes like all our other parties, we might not even have gone to bed by
then."

"Nah, we're having a family type party this time," I smiled.  "Colin is
getting old, so he'll probably want to be in bed by 10."

"How old is he?"  Tripp asked. "Isn't he the guy you're married to?"

"He'll be 26," I smiled.

"That's not old.  I thought you were talking about someone who was like 70
or something."

"He's 70 in gay years," I clarified.

"Well if he's as cute as you, hand him over and I'll take him off your
hands.  I like older guys.  Well, I like older, younger, whatever.  As long
as they're guys."

"I'll be sure to let him know," I smiled as we said goodbye.

We got home just as Jason and Alex were leaving with the twins to meet
James.  It really sucked that he couldn't come over to the house, but from
the sounds of it, James had calmed down slightly and was starting to accept
the new reality of Jason and Alex as the twins parents.  Only time would
tell.  We really needed to find Damian to get this shit put behind us.
Maybe he was in witness protection for being such a little douche.

Saturday was going to be complicated.  I had to get Colin out of the house
so things could be prepared for the party, but also find a way to make sure
he was dressed properly when we returned without him figuring it out.

Guess I'll have to get practice my best drama acting to convince him of why
we needed to leave the house.  Some might say I was going to have to be a
drama queen.  A bigger drama queen than normal.


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