Shades of Gray -- Ch. 8 is up.

It's smutty, it's illogical, it's pointless... but there will be a point eventually. I think. Enjoy hot triple slashy action, and overlook how easy it is to turn a straight man gay in my world. Hey, it's my world, I'll make 'em as gay as I want 'em.

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Seth flew into the bathroom, ripping his clothes off and furiously turning the cold water on in the shower. He practically lunged into it, hissing through his teeth as the torrent of icy water soaked him. He glared down at his painfully hard cock and realized he was dangerously close to throwing up. He’d gotten a hard on from watching twins, male twins, going at it. He closed his eyes, trying to convince himself that his dick was just confused, that it was just stress from the move and the break up and everything else.

It was nearly twenty minutes before the damned thing would relax. He finally dragged himself out of the shower, toweled off, dressed and went downstairs, feeling shaky and sick. He calmed down a bit more through lunch, throwing himself enthusiastically into the conversation with Amelia about her plans for a new painting. He refused to let his mind wander at all, terrified that if it did, he’d think about what he’d seen, and the reaction he’d had.

After lunch, he went outside and played with Ruby for a while. Eventually the situation took on a distant, dream tone that he could just push away, and for that he was infinitely grateful. Most of the day passed without any incident. He picked up Maria from school, helped her with her math homework (she had work for every single class, and was looking pretty harassed when she came out of the school building), and played Tekken with her until Joseph got home. They had dinner, everyone talking all at once about their day. No one noticed that Seth listened rather than spoke. After Maria went to bed, Seth headed upstairs and continued putting things away.

At ten, Amelia came upstairs, knocked once, and opened the door. “Sweetheart, you’ve got company.” Seth’s stomach dropped and he turned slowly. “It’s pretty late, but I figured you’d still be awake.”

The twins were standing behind her, smiling. She stepped aside to let them in, then shut the door and went downstairs. Seth stared at them, his hands shaking. They were both wearing blue jeans and black tee shirts, and Seth’s brain fought furiously against thinking about what he’d seen through the window.

“Are we disturbing you?” Casey asked him politely. “We were bored, so we came to visit.” Cayden informed him. They both moved to sit down on either side of Seth’s bed. Seth watched them, a sick game of tug of war going on in his head between the rational side and the side that had gotten hard over their little show. He licked his lips, which were suddenly dry, said the first thing that popped into his head.

“I saw you.”

Good God, he was stupid. As soon as it came out he clapped a hand over his mouth, shocked that he’d actually been dumb enough to admit it. The twins, however, looked confused. They looked at each other as if they had no idea what Seth was talking about. One of them, Casey, stood up and walked slowly over to the window that faced his house.

“It seems,” he said softly. “that our new friend here had a direct view of our fun this afternoon.” He turned and smiled at his brother. “We must have scared him terribly.”

“You shouldn’t be bothered by it, Seth.” Cayden told him, standing up. “We won’t try to molest you or anything.” They both laughed at this, and Cayden continued. “We aren’t sexual psychopaths or anything.”

“You’re brothers.” Seth pointed out.

Casey nodded. “Who better?” he asked, and Seth gaped at him. “We know each other better than anyone has a right to know another human being. To subject ourselves to social stigmas and conventional roles of sex is just preposterous.”

“I certainly hope you can keep an open mind about all of this.” Cayden said.

Seth shook his head. “You can’t really expect me to be comfortable with something like that.” Most of his rational mind had left the scene quite a while ago. The other part of him, the sick, twisted part, was jumping up and down and cheering for an encore. What was left of that rational part of him was doing all the talking, although there seemed to be no tact, subtlety, or respect present to keep his words in check.

The twins shrugged simultaneously. “Why is it wrong to you, Seth?” Casey asked him.

“You’re brothers.” Seth repeated, stressing it this time. “You have the same parents… hell, you’re the same person, essentially.”

“Then it’s no different than masturbation.” Cayden pointed out.

“Well, it feels better.” Casey said, and they both grinned. “Seth, don’t be so close minded.”

“I’m not close minded. I have morals.”

They both laughed hard at this. “Morality is ridiculous.” Cayden chuckled. “Morality is a word people use to justify their bigotry, racism, and fear of the world outside their little bubble.”

“You could do with a little less morality, Seth.” Casey suggested. “You might have a little fun. You are awfully tense.”

“I am not. I’m perfectly fine. I just don’t think it’s normal for you to be going at each other like fuck buddies.” He closed his mouth with an audible snap after letting this out, embarrassed as hell. He might think there was something horribly wrong with the twins, but he figured it might not exactly be a good idea to go runninf off at the mouth like that in front of them.

Cayden looked at his brother. “Me thinks they boy doth protest far too much.” He said, and Casey nodded his agreement. “Perhaps he sees something in what he did that makes him so ashamed, that he would say such things.”

“The greatest faults we see in others are the ones that remind us of ourselves.” Casey said wisely. He looked at Seth, smiling. “Is that the way it is, Seth?” he asked.

“You two need to leave.” Seth snarled. He was so angry his vision was red. At them, for suggesting that he had enjoyed what he’d seen, that part of him had wanted it. At himself, for believing that it just might be true. It just didn’t make any sense. He’d had a girlfriend, he’d slept with her, he’d cared about her. He’d never once, in his entire life, been attracted to a guy. So why was it that the sight of the two raven haired twins ravishing each other had turned him on?

The twins were not leaving. They smiled sweetly at him, and stepped closer together. “I think we’re right.” Cayden told his brother quietly, as though Seth couldn’t hear him. “I think Seth has some pent up feelings that need to be let out.”

“We’ve never touched another person before.” Casey reminded him. “But he is awfully cute.”

“Get out.” Seth told them. “Now. I’m not kidding. You can’t just stand there and discuss your sick little plans and expect me not to-“

“You’re right.” They said in unison, and Seth shut up. “Good night, Seth.” They left the room without another word. A moment later, Seth saw them walking across the street, hand in hand. He put his own hands over his face and took a deep, steadying breath.

His body had reacted as soon as they’d walked in the door. What he hadn’t actually witnessed earlier in the day his brain had made up for him, and the effect was so painful he thought his dick might actually explode. Then they’d started talking about involving him, and he had truly believed for a moment that he would give in without a word of protest if either one of them touched him.

He was so grateful for his self control he could’ve cried. He didn’t want this, he didn’t want to be like this. It just didn’t make any sense to him. He laid down on his bed, put his pillow over his face, and blatantly refused to acknowledge his aching, swollen cock.

Sleep was a long time coming.
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When Seth got out of bed the next morning, he was exhausted. He hadn’t slept well at all; every time he dozed off, the dreams he had were so vivid, so intense, so sick, that he’d wake up again, his hand working furiously against his cock. Now, at eight in the morning, his poor organ felt sore and unsatisfied, and he was ready to just give up and admit he was gay if it meant the damn thing would stop acting this way.

He walked Maria to school, trying hard to keep up with the conversation, but she must’ve known something was wrong, because before she left him in front of the school, she hugged him hard and whispered, “Try to feel better, big brother.”

Her words didn’t make him feel better, they made him think of the twins. His cock went crazy all over again, and the walk home was agony.

When he got inside and saw that Amelia was gone, he called Emily. He knew he shouldn’t. She’d been so upset about his leaving. Calling her now would be like pouring salt in an open wound.

She answered on the second ring. Her voice was guarded, hopeful, and hurt. Seth tried to talk to her like she was still his girlfriend, like they weren’t hundreds of miles apart. He missed her, he realized, but it was in an offhanded sort of way, like how you miss a grandparent you only met as a young child. They talked for half an hour before she said she had to go. He hung up, walking to his desk to set the cordless receiver into it’s cradle, and immediately wished he’d just stayed sitting on his bed.

Casey and Cayden were at it again. They were both kneeling on the bed, facing each other, pulling at clothes and kissing like they were trying to devour one another. Seth was instantly hard. As he watched, one twin managed to divest the other of his shirt, and bent his head to attack the other twin’s chest with his tongue and teeth. Seth’s hands moved of their own volition, straying towards the buckle of his belt. He undid it slowly, unable to take his eyes off of the twins, who had progressed to wrestling over who would lose their pants first. Seth bit his lip, his hand sliding into the front of his jeans and wrapping around his aching cock. He stroked himself, the part of his brain that was disgusted and horrified by all of this drowned out by mindless lust.

Then the twins stopped, and everything went to hell. At first they just still, halfway through undressing each other. Seth continued his ministrations on himself, but when both twins turned in unison and waved at him, he realized exactly what he was doing and panicked. He snatched his hand away from his own cock as though it was suddenly on fire and took a few stumbling steps away from the window. One of the twins got up and yanked the curtains closed.

Seth collapsed onto his bed, panting. What the hell was wrong with him? The whole thing was disgusting. First, he was jerking off to guys getting in on. Second, they were twins getting it on. Third, he couldn’t seem to control himself. It was like the mere thought of the two raven haired boys touching each other made him act like a sex addict, and it terrified him.

Not half as much as the sound of the front door slamming terrified him, though. He hadn’t heard a car.

He sat up, his brain shutting down when he needed it most. He heard footsteps on the stairs and buttoned his pants as fast as he could. He had almost gotten his breath under control when the door opened, and it was all for nothing anyway, because as soon as he saw the twins his breath started coming out in short, harsh gasps. The twins had apparently only half dressed; neither had shoes on, and Casey hadn’t even bothered to button his jeans. As Seth watched, completely incapable of telling them to leave, like he knew he was supposed to, Cayden shut and locked the door.

“We spoke with your mother.” Casey told Seth as he pulled his shirt over his head and dropped it on the floor. “She won’t be home for hours.”

Cayden mimicked his brother, shedding his shirt. “We have you all to ourselves.” He said with a tiny smile. “We thought we were wrong, at first. About you.” They moved together, closing the space between them and the bed and crawling up onto it. Seth pushed himself backwards, even though most of him wanted to sprawl out and let them have their way with him.

He was tired of trying to understand why the two sloe-eyed boys had such an incredible affect on him. He was tired of the constant visuals, the guilt, the confusion. Maybe, just maybe, if he got it out of his system, it would go away. Foolishness, stupid thinking, but when you were using the wrong head to do that thinking with, it usually wasn’t smart.

So when the twins touched him, each one putting one pale, long fingered hand on his chest, he said nothing. When those hands slid down and caught them hem of his shirt just to go back up, taking it with them, he lifted his arms and let them. They boys were grinning from ear to ear.

“I thought he’d struggle a little more than that.” Casey said, looking at his brother. “He seemed so adamant last night.”

“Don’t jinx it.” Cayden warned. “Who goes first?”

Seth looked from one to the other, and before he could voice an opinion, they seemed to come to an agreement. One went up and one went down. Casey leaned forward, his hands sliding into Seth’s head and tilting it to put his mouth at the angle he wanted it. He pressed his mouth roughly against Seth’s, his tongue sliding into him and stroking, making Seth moan. At the same time, Cayden leaned down, yanking at Seth’s belt and zipper until he could pull them down his hips. His fingers skated along the ridge of Seth’s erection, making him thrust up, trying to get more contact. Casey was kissing him hard enough to hurt, and Seth sucked at his talented, swirling tongue, bringing his hands up to hold onto Casey’s shoulders.

Then Cayden wrapped his mouth around the head of Seth’s cock, somehow exactly mimicking the swirling motion Casey was performing inside Seth’s mouth. Seth moaned so loud he thought it would’ve been a scream if not for the muffling factor of the kiss. One of his hands dropped down to the top of Cayden’s head, grabbing his hair and tightening. He couldn’t help it. Casey pushed his chest until he laid back fully, then broke the wonderful, demanding kiss and trailed a long, meandering line of licks and bites down to his chest. He glanced up at Seth, smiling against his flushed skin, and ran his tongue slowly along Seth’s right nipple. Seth bit his lip, making an embarrassing whimpering sound as Casey attacked his nipples and Cayden devoured his cock. Seth leaned his head back and closed his eyes, just feeling. They seemed to be everywhere all at once, teeth and tongues and fingers turning Seth into a shuddering, moaning mess. He couldn’t even tell which one was doing what anymore. There was a mouth and a hand around his cock, working together to do the most amazing thing to him. Every time he’d get close to climax, the mouth would disappear and the hand would slow until he backed down. There was a mouth against his own, a tongue plunging into him as though it were trying to suffocate him, and he could feel how swollen his lips were from the force of it. There were hands everywhere, touching places he didn’t know would feel good; brushing and pinching his nipples, running gently along the side of his hip, running along the inside of his thighs and lower. He wasn’t ready for that, he knew, nor did he think he really ever would be. They also didn’t seem to care, and as he grew painfully close for the third time, as his brain began to lose any coherent thought it had left, he felt one slick finger push up inside of him. He tried to squirm away from the intruding digit, tried to make it stop, but it persisted. It pushed into him deeper, stroking and stretching, and the kiss was broken.

He felt wet lips against his ear, and one of the twins whispered, “You let us get this far, what’s a little more?” He wanted to scream that it was a lot more, but then that finger inside of him found his prostate, and that was it. He arched off the bed, groaning, and they both laughed.

“Found it.” The one below whispered. “Help me roll him over.” Seth was suddenly flipped onto his stomach by two sets of surprisingly powerful hands. He felt one of them press an opened mouthed kiss to the base of his spine, and the other leaned down to whisper in his ear again. “Don’t worry, Seth. We’ll be gentle. You’ll love this.” The mouth against his ear ran a tongue along his neck. There was a bit of shifting, and Seth suddenly found himself with his face in one of the twins’ lap. His naked lap. He looked up as the twin brushed his hands through Seth’s hair, and he saw the star. Casey.

“Go on.” Casey said, nudging his head in the direction of his own erection. Seth realized he was most likely going to do this. The twin smiled. “On your hands and knees now, that’s a good boy.” He looked down the bed at his twin as Seth did as he was told. “You were right.” He told his brother. “He’s a wonderful new toy.”

Seth closed his eyes, confusion and lust fighting each other. He didn’t want this, it felt like he was being used. He wanted it so very much. He felt Casey’s hand in his hair again, pushing, and he opened his mouth to accept the head of his cock. Casey made a soft sighing sound, and as Seth adjusted to the feeling of actually having to move his head, use his tongue, and suck all at once, Cayden nudged his ass cheeks apart and kissed the puckered ring of muscle he found there. Seth scared himself with his reaction. He moaned loudly around the cock in his mouth, simultaneously pushing his head down to take more and shoving himself backwards against that warm, wet mouth. He felt Cayden’s tongue against him, pushing into him, and nearly came right there.

They stayed like that for a long time, rocking together and finding a rhythm everyone enjoyed. Seth was panting and moaning, his body demanding something else, something better, but he didn’t know how to ask. Well, he did, he just didn’t know if he could make himself. Cayden seemed to sense a change in him, though, because suddenly his mouth was gone and his finger was back, and it had brought a friend. He worked at stretching Seth, and when Seth tried to pull his head back, tried to catch his breath, Casey tightened his grip on his hair.

“No way, lover.” Casey purred. “You’re far too good at this to stop.”

“Better than me?” Cayden asked, finding Seth’s sweet spot again and exploiting it. Seth didn’t hear Casey’s answer, didn’t register anything except for the amazing waves of pleasure tearing through him.

Then the fingers were gone, and as he felt them leave his body Casey pulled his head up and off his cock by the hair. Seth winced, his scalp aching. Cayden adjusted, getting up onto his knees, and slowly pushed his cock against Seth’s ass. Seth moved back, trying to get him inside of him, but Cayden held his hips and backed off a little. Seth made a low whining sound and tried again, and again Cayden backed off. This went on until Seth was nearly sobbing in frustration. Casey laughed.

“Get on with it before he explodes.”

“I want to hear him ask for it.” Cayden replied, and Casey looked down at Seth, an eyebrow raised.

“You heard him.”

Seth closed his eyes. “Please.” He whispered. “Please, Cayden. Fuck me.”

Both boys laughed softly, and Cayden pushed the head of his cock into Seth’s ass. Then he rocked back, pulling out a little. Seth shoved backwards, wanting more, and Cayben backed away.

“Fuck me.” Seth said again, louder. He looked up at Casey. “I want this. Please. I want your cock in my mouth. I want him to fuck me.” He was babbling, he knew, but he couldn’t help it. Whatever the twins had awakened in him, it was insatiable. He felt disgusting. It was wonderful. He felt Cayden slide father inside of him and moaned. “Please.” He said again, and licked his swollen lips. Casey’s cock brushed his mouth, and he stuck out his tongue to swipe at it. Casey pulled his head forward enough so that Seth could take him into his mouth again. Seth wrapped his tongue around Casey’s erection, pushing his head down as far as his gag reflex would allow him, and heard Casey moan. Casey said something to his twin Seth didn’t catch, and Cayden suddenly shoved into him, hard. Seth choked, his throat convulsing around Casey’s cock as his whole body reacted to the sudden fullness of his ass. Half of him panicked, the pain just too much for him to handle. The other half of him noticed only the pleasure as Cayden’s cock hit his prostate. He didn’t have time to decide which half of himself he wanted to listen to, because Cayden began to move, fucking him with no gentleness at all. Casey too began to thrust his hips, shoving his cock down Seth’s throat as far as he could. Seth’s whole body overloaded, and he wrapped his hand around the head of his cock as he came. He’d never had an orgasm that powerful before. It was like his entire body burst into flames, and as he came his back arched. He felt Casey’s hand in his hair tighten a split second before his came in his mouth, and he swallowed to keep from choking. Cayden was right behind his twin, filling Seth’s ass as he shouted out his release.

The three of them collapsed, a messy, sweaty tangle of limbs. Seth was exhausted, and he pushed away the screaming, angry thin gin his head that was trying to ruin the post-coitus tingle in his limbs. The twins readjusted themselves, pulling Seth to lie between them. They tangled their legs together and wrapped their arms around Seth, effectively trapping him between them.

“I like our new toy.” Casey said softly, and ran his fingers down Seth’s spine.

“I agree. He’s so… willing.” They both laughed.

Seth felt the first twinge of shame as he blushed. What the hell was he thinking? He tried to sit up, but the twins would have none of it.

“You don’t get to just run away once we’re finished. “ Casey told him sternly. “You liked it, admit it. You begged us.”

“It shouldn’t have happened.” Seth told them, and they grinned. “It won’t happen again. It can’t. I can’t do this.” He tried again to get up, and was again held down. “I’m not like this.”

“You are like this.” Cayden told him, frowning. “You were fantastic, Seth.” Casey murmured his agreement and kissed the back of Seth’s neck. “You can’t hand us something as sweet as this and expect us to only take one taste, can you?” he ran his fingers along Seth’s aching, spent cock and watched it twitch. “You see? You might not know it, but your body does. You wanted us. You got us. You loved it.”

Seth closed his eyes. God help him, he was screwed. Literally.