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The next week, my mom and Luke’s dad announced that they were getting engaged.

It was a total surprise; we had no idea they even knew each other, beyond just seeing one another when they took one of us to the other’s house. Both houses were sold, and we (unhappily) moved from suburban New York to the suburbs of Boston. Our parents were married a month later.
Our new house, Luke and I were delighted to learn, had only two (large) bedrooms. We would be sharing a room, and it wasn’t incest to screw a half-brother if you weren’t blood-related. We did that a lot.

We made the adaptation okay, made enough friends to be reasonably happy. None of them knew we were gay (or, in my case, bi—Luke was fully gay, though he didn’t act it when anyone else was around). At least, for a few months.

It was at Luke’s birthday party, in January, when we added another boy to our group.
His name was Tom. He was the only one who slept over for two nights after Luke’s party, instead of just one. We shared most of the same friends; he was both of our’s best friend, other than each other.

Tom was tall (my height, about six foot), muscular, and hot. He had blond hair in short spikes and green eyes. He always had a tan, even in January.
The three of us had just shut off the lights, supposedly to sleep. Luke and I had something else planned.
Tom was sleeping in between us. I was farther from the door. We were all in sleeping bags, but also in the buff. Tom did that, and we had been keen to pick it up. Whenever it was just us and Tom, we would all sleep naked. 

I “tripped” on my way to the bathroom, in such a way that my cock was, basically, poking Tom in the face. I had just worked myself up to a full boner. It was even better than I had expected, as one of my balls actually dangled right next to his nose. The light was low, but there was enough that I knew he could see me.
“Shit, Joe,” Tom said. “Get your fucking balls out of my face, you fag.” I winced in the dark. I really was a fag, but he didn’t know yet.

“Sorry,” I muttered, and turned to move the book I had “tripped” over.
“Tom,” Luke said quietly.
“Yeah?”
“If we told you something, would you take us seriously, and not tell anyone?”
“Sure.”
“You promise?”
“Yeah.”
“Well, we’re bi.” A white lie. Actually, Luke was gay.
“You really are? No shit?”
“Yeah,” I said softly.
“I…uh…well, I’m not.”
“Lots of people are, and they don’t know,” Luke said. “Joe had no idea, till I told him I was.”
“Well, I’m not, you fucking fags.”
“That’s exactly what we are,” I said, smiling.
“Just give it a try, okay?” Luke asked. “One time won’t mean anything…most guys wank off with each other by the time they’re sixteen. It’s like eighty percent or something.” Luke had entirely made that up.
“Uh…well…”

Luke started unzipping Joe’s sleeping bag zipper.
“Okay, fine. You jack me off, and I’ll see if I like it, okay?.”
I felt a sudden pleasure run through my cock. He was letting us.

Luke had the better arms out of us two, so he lied down in between Joe’s legs, spreading them out. He set one hand on Joe’s half-hard dick and started working it, as I turned on the light halfway. Luke’s other hand caressed Tom’s balls. Joe’s cock was actually the smallest out of us three, but his balls were the biggest by far. 
I laid down next to Joe’s muscular chest, and stared rubbing my face in it, playing with his nipples. I could tell he was about to protest, but he didn’t.
After about thirty seconds of that, Luke stopped. “Your turn, Joe,” he said happily.

I laid down in Luke’s spot and started playing with Tom’s huge balls. But instead of using my other hand to jack him off. I felt his thighs. I used my mouth for his cock.

In just a minute, during which Luke started to jack himself off watching us, Tom exploded into orgasm in my mouth. He moaned; I carried his cum over to Luke in my mouth, and he laid down. I kissed him all over, starting with his cock and moving up his chest to his lips, giving him a little bit of cum with each kiss.
“Alright, Tom,” Luke said after we stopped Frenching. “You gotta do one of us now.”

“Uh…I guess so,” he said. Tom came over and, very unsure of himself, hunched over Luke and started jacking him off with his hand.
A little miffed that he had chosen Luke, I pulled Tom out until he was lying flat on the floor. Then, without him knowing, I lined myself up carefully and slowly penetrated his ass, just as Luke started cumming.

Tom moaned in pain, and started to tell me to stop. I ignored him, and it was only a thrust or two before he was loving it. He kept on sucking Luke.
I cummed and filled up his asshole, then kept on going.

We swapped around for a little while, then finally we got exhausted. When we finally stopped, Luke’s seven and a half inch cock was still up my ass, and my own was in Tom’s. Even though both of our weights were fully on Tom, he didn’t complain. After a little, we rolled sideways, but our cocks remained pressed against each other’s asses (though not in them).

When we woke up, in basically the same position, I asked Tom if he had liked that.
In answer, he turned and licked my balls.
He became a regular.

***

The next week, my mom and Luke’s dad announced that they were getting engaged.

It was a total surprise; we had no idea they even knew each other, beyond just seeing one another when they took one of us to the other’s house. Both houses were sold, and we (unhappily) moved from suburban New York to the suburbs of Boston. Our parents were married a month later.
Our new house, Luke and I were delighted to learn, had only two (large) bedrooms. We would be sharing a room, and it wasn’t incest to screw a half-brother if you weren’t blood-related. We did that a lot.

We made the adaptation okay, made enough friends to be reasonably happy. None of them knew we were gay (or, in my case, bi—Luke was fully gay, though he didn’t act it when anyone else was around). At least, for a few months.

It was at Luke’s birthday party, in January, when we added another boy to our group.
His name was Tom. He was the only one who slept over for two nights after Luke’s party, instead of just one. We shared most of the same friends; he was both of our’s best friend, other than each other.

Tom was tall (my height, about six foot), muscular, and hot. He had blond hair in short spikes and green eyes. He always had a tan, even in January.
The three of us had just shut off the lights, supposedly to sleep. Luke and I had something else planned.
Tom was sleeping in between us. I was farther from the door. We were all in sleeping bags, but also in the buff. Tom did that, and we had been keen to pick it up. Whenever it was just us and Tom, we would all sleep naked. 

I “tripped” on my way to the bathroom, in such a way that my cock was, basically, poking Tom in the face. I had just worked myself up to a full boner. It was even better than I had expected, as one of my balls actually dangled right next to his nose. The light was low, but there was enough that I knew he could see me.
“Shit, Joe,” Tom said. “Get your fucking balls out of my face, you fag.” I winced in the dark. I really was a fag, but he didn’t know yet.

“Sorry,” I muttered, and turned to move the book I had “tripped” over.
“Tom,” Luke said quietly.
“Yeah?”
“If we told you something, would you take us seriously, and not tell anyone?”
“Sure.”
“You promise?”
“Yeah.”
“Well, we’re bi.” A white lie. Actually, Luke was gay.
“You really are? No shit?”
“Yeah,” I said softly.
“I…uh…well, I’m not.”
“Lots of people are, and they don’t know,” Luke said. “Joe had no idea, till I told him I was.”
“Well, I’m not, you fucking fags.”
“That’s exactly what we are,” I said, smiling.
“Just give it a try, okay?” Luke asked. “One time won’t mean anything…most guys wank off with each other by the time they’re sixteen. It’s like eighty percent or something.” Luke had entirely made that up.
“Uh…well…”

Luke started unzipping Joe’s sleeping bag zipper.
“Okay, fine. You jack me off, and I’ll see if I like it, okay?.”
I felt a sudden pleasure run through my cock. He was letting us.

Luke had the better arms out of us two, so he lied down in between Joe’s legs, spreading them out. He set one hand on Joe’s half-hard dick and started working it, as I turned on the light halfway. Luke’s other hand caressed Tom’s balls. Joe’s cock was actually the smallest out of us three, but his balls were the biggest by far. 
I laid down next to Joe’s muscular chest, and stared rubbing my face in it, playing with his nipples. I could tell he was about to protest, but he didn’t.
After about thirty seconds of that, Luke stopped. “Your turn, Joe,” he said happily.

I laid down in Luke’s spot and started playing with Tom’s huge balls. But instead of using my other hand to jack him off. I felt his thighs. I used my mouth for his cock.

In just a minute, during which Luke started to jack himself off watching us, Tom exploded into orgasm in my mouth. He moaned; I carried his cum over to Luke in my mouth, and he laid down. I kissed him all over, starting with his cock and moving up his chest to his lips, giving him a little bit of cum with each kiss.
“Alright, Tom,” Luke said after we stopped Frenching. “You gotta do one of us now.”

“Uh…I guess so,” he said. Tom came over and, very unsure of himself, hunched over Luke and started jacking him off with his hand.
A little miffed that he had chosen Luke, I pulled Tom out until he was lying flat on the floor. Then, without him knowing, I lined myself up carefully and slowly penetrated his ass, just as Luke started cumming.

Tom moaned in pain, and started to tell me to stop. I ignored him, and it was only a thrust or two before he was loving it. He kept on sucking Luke.
I cummed and filled up his asshole, then kept on going.

We swapped around for a little while, then finally we got exhausted. When we finally stopped, Luke’s seven and a half inch cock was still up my ass, and my own was in Tom’s. Even though both of our weights were fully on Tom, he didn’t complain. After a little, we rolled sideways, but our cocks remained pressed against each other’s asses (though not in them).

When we woke up, in basically the same position, I asked Tom if he had liked that.
In answer, he turned and licked my balls.
He became a regular.

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