Three

"What is it?"

"Gina told me she loved me."

"Oh. That's good, I guess," I said. I'm not sure I meant it, though.

Chris looked at me and chuckled.

"I hate it when people fight over my cock."

Nick and I laughed.

"Do you really? Why do I think that might be a fib?" I asked, grinning.

"Well, a white lie, then," Chris added.

"The thing is, I went over there to break up with her. Then she told me that."

"Break...up," Nick said.

"Nick, she told me she loved me. What was I supposed to say? 'That's too bad, I never want to see you again?'"

"Do you love her?" I asked.

"I...I don't know. I like her a lot. I don't think I love her."

I decided not to continue about that. Chris didn't love me romantically, either. Maybe he never would.

"She doesn't desire me as much as you do, Bobby. Maybe no one will. But she did imply I would get snatch on our next date."

"What's snatch?"

"Oh, Bobby! Bobby! How little you know of slang for poontang."

I laughed.

"I know just as little about poons. And tangs."

"I told her we could go out tonight," Chris said. "But that doesn't mean I don't want to have sex with you."

I felt really strange about that. I hated the idea of sharing Chris with Gina, but I had two lovers. Why shouldn't Chris?

"Not...safe," Nick said.

"You mean the sex, Nick?"

Nick nodded.

"You aren't going to catch anything from Gina?"

"No...chance, uh...take."

Chris sighed. "I'll be using condoms, Nick."

"Chris, if you want Gina, I think you should go out with her. I have you and Nick. It would be hypocritical of me to say you can only have sex with me."

"Are you sure, Bobby?"

I was kind of sure, but I looked at Nick and he looked angry.

"Nick, look at it this way," Chris said. "The parents won't ever suspect anything between the three of us, if they know I'm dating Gina."

I looked at Nick. He went from looking angry to looking unhappy and I hated that. I put my arms around him.

"Wax...hot," Nick said.

Chris looked confused. Then he figured it out.

"I told her the day she mentioned it, that I would never do it. I told her I wasn't that crazy about shaving my face, much less my entire body. Nick, I'm not saying I'm going to marry her. I'm just going to go out with her and see where things lead."

Nick sighed. He walked to our bedroom. Chris looked like he was going to say something, but he didn't. He left the room and I followed Nick. He sat on the bed and I sat next to him.

"It can't be easy for him, Nick. He's thought of himself as straight his whole life. Maybe it makes him feel better about being bisexual, if he goes out on dates with girls every once in a while."

Nick nodded, slowly.

"It has to be hard for him. I mean he has thought he was straight his whole life. Maybe he is, he just likes to fool around with guys when there isn't a woman. We can't force him to be bisexual or gay, just to make us happy. He needs to be happy, too."

Nick sighed. Then he nodded.

"Besides, it means more time alone with you, and I can't think that is a bad thing."

Nick smiled and took me in his arms. He pulled me over onto the bed and kissed me. When he pulled away, he said, "No...not bad."

"It isn't. If he joined us right now, it wouldn't make me happier. I think I might even resent it. I'm looking forward to spending the evening alone with you."

He smiled at me. I think I cheered him up. I thought about Gina 'allowing' Chris to have sex with her. It made me mad. Chris was a nice guy and very sexy. I thought she should be the one begging, not him. But women were different. Sex meant more, because there was the whole reproductive thing. Chris' condom could slip off. He could apologize, but she could get pregnant. I couldn't really hold it against Gina. She had to worry about consequences. I didn't. Plus, I wanted time alone with Nick. I felt differently about them—Chris and Nick. I loved Chris and lusted after him, but Nick was—special. He and I had a bond I would never have with Chris. Not the romance. I could fall in love with Chris. But I helped Nick communicate. That was important. I understood him best. Nick was also sexier than Chris. His height alone turned me on. Nick needed me and I really liked being needed. If I ever had to choose between them, my response would be instant. Nick. It would always be Nick. And on top of all of that, I was madly in love with him. I thought about it for a moment and realized I would have been hurt and angry if Nick said he wanted to date someone else. No, I decided 'devastated' would be closer to how I would feel. Even though I wasn't necessarily happy about it, I was able to see the benefits of Chris dating Gina, though. It might make Chris and Gina happy, and that was a good thing. Then I smiled as I thought of something.

"What?"

"I just realized Chris would always wear a condom with Gina, but not with me."

Nick nodded slowly.

"So she really won't be touching his dick. Only me." Nick started chuckling. "Maybe I can get him to wear a full body condom."

We both laughed.

"Ask...uh...bring." I tried to think of what he meant. "Used."

My mouth dropped open.

"Bring his used condom?"

Nick nodded.

Chris knocked on the door. It was open, which made knocking kind of pointless.

"Are you OK, Nick?"

Nick nodded.

"He was just suggesting you bring your used condom home," I said.

"Why, Nick?"

Nick pointed at me. I laughed.

"Oh, do you think you would like cum served cold?" Chris asked me.

I laughed.

"Chris cream? I don't know. I think I would prefer it if you injected it directly into me. Warm."

He grinned.

"I still plan to do that."

I nodded.

"We've been talking about it. I think it will work out. I do want to spend time alone with Nick."

Chris smiled.

"Thanks for understanding. Nick?"

"Is OK."

"Good!"

Chris left the room.

I smiled at Nick and stroked his cheek. I began stroking the side of his head. Nick closed his eyes, but he was smiling. I needed a kiss, though. I pressed my mouth to his. Nick thrust his tongue inside. We kissed for several minutes. Then I ran my hands over him. I caressed Nick for a long time. I felt every muscle in his body, I think. I spent a long time studying his erection. I felt and kissed each vein. I licked the velvety head until a steady supply of precum began flowing from it. I lapped it up. I looked up at Nick. He didn't seem upset anymore. He had a satisfied smile on his face.

"You are so sexy," I told him.

He grunted. Even that was sexy to me.

Chris stood in the doorway.

"Having fun, I see."

I looked up at him.

"Well, I sure am, but I don't know about Nick."

They laughed.

"I'm going to play basketball. The two of you will have the house to yourselves. If you are hungry, we can go for lunch when I get back."

Chris left the room.

I turned my attention back to Nick's cock. I took the head into my mouth. I stroked the shaft and tugged on his balls while I sucked on the head.

Nick moaned and then said, "Yes, yes," softly.

I wanted his cum, and after a few minutes, Nick gave it to me. I swallowed his warm cream as it spurted into my mouth.

I let his cock slip from my mouth. Nick looked very happy.

"Love...you."

"Oh, Nick! I love you."

"Get uh, clothes."

"Dressed?" he nodded.

I got out of bed and got dressed. He did, too.

He got his keys and his phone.

"We're leaving?"

He nodded.

He left a note on Chris' bed saying that we were going to the lake.

We walked out the back door. Nick locked the door and then led me to the garage. He opened it and walked over to a motorcycle. I hadn't known he had one. He took a helmet off a hook on the wall and handed it to me. He put one on. He climbed on the motorcycle and turned it around. He started it up and rode it out of the garage. He got off the motorcycle and closed the garage door. Then he got back on. He patted the seat and I climbed on it behind him. I wrapped my arms around him and we took off.

At first, I was pretty nervous. It was my first time on a motorcycle. I started to enjoy it, though. I noticed that Nick avoided busy streets. I was glad about that. I was also glad that his brain injury didn't affect his balance.

It took about forty-five minutes to get to the lake. Mostly because we took a lot of residential streets to get there. The lake was heavily wooded at one end and that was where we headed. Nick pulled off the road onto a dirt trail. We rode slowly along it, until we came to a clearing with a nice view of the lake. There wasn't anyone around. Nick stopped the bike and we climbed off. We took off our helmets. Nick kissed me, and then pulled me to the ground. We lay there kissing and smiling at each other. It was a beautiful day, but it was hot. The area was shaded, though. I was very glad to be there with him.

After a few minutes, Nick unzipped my pants and pulled my dick out. He began sucking me. I listened to the birds in the trees and looked at Nick and the lake. I could hardly believe I was the same person I had been a couple of days ago. My life had changed so much!

I thought about Chris. I wanted him, but I was glad Nick and I were alone. I decided that it was good that Chris would be dating. It would have been awkward for Nick and me to go where we were without inviting Chris. Then I realized it would have been impossible. Three people couldn't ride on the motorcycle and it would have been completely different experience if we had come in a car.

I thought about Chris marrying her. I wondered if I would want to have sex with him if he was married. The thought left me a little queasy. I decided not to think about that.

Nick unfastened my pants and pulled them partway down. He reached under me and I lifted up a little. He tugged on the anal dilator and then started moving it around while he sucked me. The dilator hit something and I moaned. Nick began hitting it deliberately and I groaned as I came. Nick grinned at me when I was done. Then he lay next to me and we kissed for a while.

"Nice," Nick said, when we sat up.

"Very nice."

He lay down and I rested my head on his chest. I looked around at the trees. They looked like oaks to me. There were a few boats out on the lake. I heard a car drive by and I looked behind us. There was a hill. I assumed a road was at the top of the hill.

Nick pulled me against him. He nuzzled my neck, which made me smile.

"It's nice with just the two of us," I said.

"Yes."

"I love Chris, but I want to spend a lot of time alone with you, Nick. I don't love him the way I love you."

I looked and he smiled at that.

"Yes. Know."

I waited, but he didn't say more. I didn't know if I should ask him what he meant.

"It best."

I nodded.

"Senior hard."

I wasn't sure what he meant, but I know what I was thinking!

"A...to...fool."

"Oh, yeah."

Nick slid his hand inside my shirt and began playing with one of my nipples.

"Hungry?" he asked me.

"Yeah. A little."

"Eat...here?"

"Sure!"

We got up. I pulled my pants up and fastened them. We got on the motorcycle and road to a sandwich shop near the lake.

"Call...let..." Nick started to say.

"Chris know?" I finished.

Nick shook his head grinning. He tapped his forehead and I smiled.

I took my phone out and called Chris.

"Hey, Bobby. I saw your note," Chris said.

"We are eating here by the lake. I wanted you to know."

"Sure. See you later."

"Bye."

Nick paid for our sandwiches and drinks. We took them back to the lake to the same spot as before. While we were eating, my phone rang. It was my mom.

"Hi, Mom."

"Hi. Nick told me you were thinking about getting a house."

"Well, we were just talking about it."

"The thing is, I don't think you are ready to live on your own," she said.

"Yeah. I can understand that. We were just thinking that if we did ever get a house, it would be nice to be next door," I told her.

"Oh, I agree! But let's not rush it. The house across the street would work just as well. Or a house next to the house next door," she said.

"OK, Mom. We aren't desperate to move. Now have fun!"

She whispered, "I would have more fun if I could leave this room!"

I laughed.

"One of the most beautiful beaches in the world is just outside the hotel, and I have yet to see it!"

I laughed.

"Oh, god, Nick! Again?" I heard her say. I laughed again.

"Bye, Mom!"

"Bye."

I put my phone away.

"Evidently your father likes sex." I said to Nick.

Nick chuckled. He leaned over and kissed me.

We went back to eating.

"My mom thinks it's too soon for us to get a place of our own."

"Wait."

"Yeah. No hurry."

We finished eating and Nick got back on the motorcycle. I bagged up our trash and we dropped it off in a trashcan. We drove along the road around the lake for a while. I had a great time.

"Nick, we better head back. I didn't wear sunscreen and I don't want a sunburn."

"OK."

We rode home. Chris was at his computer. We walked to our bedroom.

"So what kind of porn did you look at, Nick?"

He grinned. He walked over to his computer. He sat and I stood next to him. He got up and left the room. He came back with a chair from the kitchen. We both sat. He opened a folder on his PC. He pointed at a movie file.

"'Brothers Share a Twink'. But you aren't a twink, Nick," I said, laughing. "It sounds like fun. I wish I had a brother. And a twink."

He laughed.

"No. No. Chris...me."

"But I don't want to be the twink!" I moaned.

Nick reached around me and renamed the file 'Brothers Share a Bobby'

"Oh! I like that much better! Now it's a home movie. And I am not a twink!"

He laughed. Neither of us were fooled. I was a twink. But I wanted to be a he-man! At least I had a he-man. Nick.

I leaned over and renamed it again to 'Brothers Share a Bobby But Not a Gina'.

He laughed and I did, too.

I looked at the other files in the folder. Nick was kinky! "Spank Me, Daddy' was there. He had 'Dad's Discipline' and 'Dad's Punishment', too. I didn't like that Dad! I saw several other movies besides 'Brothers Share a Twink' with names that sounded like they were about three-ways. I pointed out one of them.

"You really like three-ways."

Nick blushed. It was adorable. I grinned at him.

"You?"

"I like them with you and Chris. I wouldn't like anyone taking Chris' place."

Nick nodded his head.

"No...else. Take."

I looked at the file names. "I've never seen 'Hairy Twatter' and I am certain I never will!" I said to him.

He laughed.

"Terrible...very."

"Delete it!"

He did.

I kissed him and then leaned my head on his shoulder.

"I love you, Nick. Tell me a little more about yourself."

Gradually, as Nick struggled to tell me what I wanted to know, I grew depressed and then even more depressed. Nick was brilliant. He skipped two grades. One in elementary school and one in high school. Because he was always big for his age, it wasn't difficult for him--being with older kids. I had been very proud of my SAT score. Nick blew me out of the water. By the time he told me what he had wanted to do before the accident—go to medical school and become a surgeon, I was completely and totally depressed, for his sake. Because of the accident, he would never do any of the things he planned. All his studying was useless. His dreams were destroyed. I began sobbing. Nick tried to comfort me, which struck me as ridiculous. I was fine. He was the one who got cheated out of a life. For a while, our situations were reversed, with him trying to pry words out of me.

When he understood, he said, "You more...uh, med...uh school...than better."

"You would pick me over medical school?" I asked, hoping I figured out what he meant. He nodded his head.

"Easy. Love."

I sighed. "You should have had both."

He shrugged.

And that was the answer. A shrug. I came to realize it really was the best response. It was better than anger or tears. It was better than being jealous of those who got everything in life. I stopped crying when I realized how much better it was than death. Nick could be happy. He could love and be loved. Many people never experienced that. That was better than a career, to me, anyway. If I had to choose between a successful career and a happy personal life, I would not choose a career.

"Go...swim?" Nick asked.

"Sure!"

I put on sunscreen and joined Nick in the back yard. He was naked and grinning at me. I stepped out of my swimsuit and we jumped in the water. Nick backed me up against a wall and we kissed. Afterwards, I rested my cheek on his chest.

"Happy?"

"I am, Nick. Very."

We stayed in the water for about an hour and then went back inside the house. Chris was getting ready for his date. He was already dressed.

"Did you remember your condom?" I asked him.

He pulled three out of his shirt pocket. I laughed. Then he took one out of his pants pocket."

I laughed.

"You are an optimist, Chris."

"I am! You never know, though. She might enjoy getting fucked so much she begs me to do it again!"

"And again!" I said.

Nick snorted and Chris and I laughed.

"Are you sure this doesn't bother you, Bobby?"

I thought about saying yes and then no. I had reasons for both.

"I think it is for the best. I can't really say I prefer it. Let's just say I accept it. I am not angry at all." He nodded.

He turned around.

"How do I look?" he asked.

He looked good. He smelled good, too.

"Hot. Suckable."

He burst out laughing.

"But not lickable?"

"No. I'd lick you all over. Especially if you let me squirt whipping cream all over you. Why don't you suggest that to Gina?" Nick and Chris laughed. "Show up with a can of whipped cream and explain to her what she needs to do."

We all laughed.

"Need...two."

"Two cans?"

Nick nodded.

"I'll do that. I thought about flowers, but she will probably enjoy the whipped cream more," Chris said.

"It has more calcium!" I said.

We all laughed.

"I'll explain it's for her own good."

Chris hugged me.

"If I come home with two full cans of whipped cream..."

"I get a midnight snack?" I asked.

He nodded, grinning.

"And you are OK, too, Nick?" Chris asked his brother.

Nick nodded. He was smiling.

Chris left. I decided to make supper for Nick and me. We had everything we needed for spaghetti and meatballs, so that's what I made. I watched my mother make it many times. When it was all ready, and I took it to the dining room, I saw Nick had lit candles. He opened a bottle of Senior's wine and we each had a glass.

We began eating.

"Cook...good!"

I smiled.

"I'm glad you like it! I love the candles, Nick."

He smiled.

I had a feeling we were having a better time than Chris and Gina, but there was no point in mentioning it. I knew Nick was going to be my spouse. Chris was just on a date with a girl he liked.

After we finished eating, Nick helped me wash up. We took the bottle of wine and our glasses to the den. He put on a movie and I leaned against him. I was happy and full. Also, a little tipsy. I don't think I made it through the opening credits.

I opened my eyes and looked at the clock. I sat up. I had been asleep for almost two hours.

"Oh! I'm sorry, Nick!"

"No...uh, good."

He hugged me. I guessed he meant he liked it.

I glanced at his crotch and saw he was hard. Nick was wearing shorts and it barely fit inside them. Not that I was complaining!

"Oh, goody!" I said.

He laughed.

I reached out and squeezed it. Nick leaned back on the couch and sighed.

"Like?"

"I love him! I am madly in love with him!"

Nick laughed.

"Good! Good!"

I pulled the leg of his shorts back a little bit. The head of his cock was exposed. I leaned down and said to it, "I love you, Mr. Sunshine!" before kissing it.

Nick laughed so hard I saw saliva flying out his mouth. I have no idea where that name came from—it just popped into my head. I chuckled, but mostly I waited for Nick to stop laughing.

"How? How?"

"Huh?"

"How...know...uh." He scrunched his eyes closed and clinched his teeth. "His...name?"

"Well, he makes my day brighter!"

Nick laughed.

"Too!"

"It just seemed to suit him."

Nick nodded, grinning.

I knelt on the floor between Nick's legs. I reached up to his waist to pull his shorts off. He lifted up and I pulled them off. Once I had them off, I took his beautiful cock in both hands and began licking the head. Nick moaned, loudly. When I pulled back to admire it, I watched precum shoot up about a quarter inch. I lapped it up, before swallowing the head and beginning to suck. Nick leaned back and let out a deep breath. I wanted his cum in my mouth, but I also wanted him to fuck me. I looked up at him. He seemed happy!

"Do you want to come in my mouth or my ass?"

He grinned.

"Yes." I laughed. "You?"

"I was just thinking how much I wanted to taste your spunk."

He gave me a sexy smirk.

"Eat!" he said.

I went back to sucking him. We heard the front door.

"Are you two still at it?" Chris asked.

I pulled off Nick's cock.

"Nick was hard. Whenever that happens, I'm supposed to make him come."

Chris and Nick laughed.

"You have trained him really well, Nick. Will you train Gina?"

I l laughed.

"He better not!"

"What are you doing home so early? Didn't Gina want to go for round three? I know you had enough condoms."

Chris rolled his eyes. I grinned at him.

"How did it go?" I asked him.

"It was fine."

"Are you glad you went?"

"Yeah. I'm hungry, though."

"Nick was just about to feed me..."

"Yuck!" Chris said, laughing.

"I'm afraid there won't be enough to share."

Nick laughed and Chris shuddered.

I looked at Nick. "I could heat him some spaghetti."

Nick nodded, so I stood up.

"I made spaghetti. Do you want some?" I asked Chris.

"Do you know how to cook?"

"Good," Nick said.

"OK."

We walked into the kitchen. I microwaved what was left. There wasn't a lot.

I put it in front of Chris.

"Thanks, Bobby."

I sat next to Nick as Chris began eating. Nick put his arm around my shoulders.

"Are you glad you went?" I asked him.

Chris nodded. "Yeah. I had a nice time."

"This is good, Bobby!"

"Thanks."

"Are you glad I had a nice time?" he asked me.

"Yes."

He smiled at me. "Thanks, Bobby."

"So I guess you will be spending more time with her."

Chris looked at me. Then he sighed.

"I don't know. I really don't. The thing is, I don't think I love her. I like her. What if she wants to start talking marriage? I'm sure I'm not ready to marry her. I'm not sure about anything else. I'm not even sure I enjoyed sex with her more that with you." He sighed, again. "I wondered this evening if I was just using her for sex. It's not a pleasant thought."

Chris was a really good person. I thought most teenaged guys would be satisfied with the sex. But I had no idea what to say.

Nick stood up and walked over to the counter. He got a stack of Post-Its and a pencil. He started writing—and erasing. What he finally got written down was, "Was sex hotter to threeway us?" He pushed it over to Chris.

Chris looked at it.

"No."

I looked at Nick and he smiled.

"We...love."

"You mean you love me?" Chris asked.

Nick nodded.

"Do you want my cock, Bobby?"

"Yes."

"Mr... uh, moon," Nick said. I looked at him and then figured it out and laughed.

"What?" Chris asked.

"I called Nick's cock Mr. Sunshine."

Chris burst out laughing.

"Well? He makes my day brighter!" I said, defensively.

"And mine is Mr. Moonshine? He can make your nights brighter!" Chris said. "I'm starting to feel like Bobby's popsicle again!"

Nick leaned over and whispered, "Sex Chris?"

"Sure."

Nick stood. He walked behind me. He pulled me up. Then he pushed me over the table. It took me a few seconds to realize that was what he was doing. Then he pulled my shorts down. I wasn't wearing underwear. I looked at Chris. His eyes were wide. Nick left the dining room and came back with a bottle of lube.

"Are you going to fuck him here?" Chris asked.

"No."

Nick pulled the dilator out of me. I groaned as it came out.

"You," Nick said to Chris. Nick pointed to my butt. I laughed.

Chris started pulling his clothes off and throwing them around the room. Nick handed Chris the bottle of lube. Chris looked very eager. I looked at his erection. I wanted it.

Both Chris and I moaned when he slid slowly inside me.

Nick stroked himself as Chris began thrusting.

"Do you like having my cock inside you?" Chris asked.

"I love you and your cock."

Chris sighed.

Nick took the bottle of lube and squirted some on his cock. He moved behind me. Chris pulled out of me and Nick slid in. I groaned. Nick was bigger than Chris. Chris shocked me by leaning over the table and kissing me while Nick fucked me. Nick pulled out after a few minutes and they switched positions. Nick kissed me. I think they both did three rounds. Then Nick maneuvered me onto my knees. He started jacking off, with his cock pointed at my face.

"Holy shit! Are you going to shoot on his face?" Chris asked.

Nick pointed at Chris' cock and at my face.

"Both of us?"

I grinned at Nick and he grinned back. Both of them stroked their pretty dicks. I started stroking myself, but Nick stopped me. I watched their cocks. Chris moaned first. A stream of cum shot out of his cock and hit my face. I opened my mouth. Nick moaned and he came. His first shot went into my mouth.

"Feed him, bro. He loves it," Chris said.

Both of them hit my face a few times. Some of it went into my mouth. Chris kept saying, "So fucking hot!"

It ended. Nick wiped some of the cum into my mouth. Then he had Chris do it. While Chris was feeding me their loads, Nick got down and began sucking me. Chris continued feeding me a finger-full at a time. I reached out and wrapped my hand around his dick. It stiffened. I started jacking him off while he fed me. I had two of Chris' fingers in my mouth when I groaned and came. I shot into Nick's mouth. When I softened, Nick stood.

He grinned at Chris and me. He hugged me.

"Love you," he said into my ear. I hugged him back.

"Fun!" Nick said to both of us.

Chris chuckled. "Fun doesn't come close to describing it."

"Gina...better?"

Chris laughed.

"No. This is the hottest thing I will ever do, I'm sure."

"Uh, tomorrow?" Nick asked.

I laughed.

"Do you mean you want to do it again tomorrow?" Chris asked him.

Nick nodded, grinning.

"I wouldn't miss it for anything!" Chris said.

That night, the three of us slept together. Nick's arms were around me. I lay one over Chris and he backed up against me. I figured that meant he liked it. I slept very well.

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