My Boys

Do you ever get that feeling that there's something you were supposed to do, but you can't remember what it was? Like did you remember to turn off the stove? Or shut the garage? Or pick your grandmother up from the airport?

Well this...was not one of those moments. I was very much aware of what I forgot to do. Lock my door.

Which led to the scene laid out before me. Mark and I were wrapped up in each others' naked and aroused bodies, him on top. And as my head hung over the armrest of my couch, I could make out in perfect clarity the upside down figure standing in the doorframe, jaw practically on the floor.

"Oh. My. God." he said in total disbelief.

"Tyler!" I exclaimed. "Shut the door!"

Shaking from his stupor, Tyler did just that. And then the room was still. Everyone was sharing the same thought. When Tyler shut the door, why wasn't he on the other side of it?

"Um...is this a bad time?" he asked cautiously. His eyes couldn't seem to decide whether to stare at us or something more interesting on the floor, so he looked like someone watching an intense tennis match with his darting eyes.

Now keep in mind, that Mark and I are still just laying on each other in the nude, though our hard-ons had receded. I was all for getting up and covering up, but couldn't move with Mark's weight on top of me. I think he was too shocked to move still.

"Tyler, I can explain," I started.

"This is my fault," Mark interjected.

"Your fault?" Tyler asked incredulously. "What, you tripped and fell on my brother and as you collapsed to the couch both of your clothes flew off? And your way of getting up was to furiously kiss and hump each other?"

Mark and I were quiet for a few seconds. And then, for no real reason, we both started laughing. The whole situation was just to ridiculous. Tyler, at first thoroughly confused by our reaction, eventually joined in. I was nearly in tears by the time we finished.

Meanwhile, Mark and I had separated and now sat on the couch with some distance between us, a blanket covering our lower halves.

"Sorry for barging in like this," Tyler apologized. "I knocked, but you were obviously occupied. Who leaves their door unlocked at a time like this?"

"Give me a break, I wasn't exactly thinking with my brain," I laughed.

Mark became intrigued, "Tyler, you seem pretty cool with this whole situation. Most people would be pretty freaked out by what you walked in on."

Tyler and I exchanged meaningful glances. At this point, I didn't think I had any reason to keep my sexual history a secret from Mark. But I didn't wanna call out Tyler. Turns out, he did it for me.

"Well let's just say I've been in your position before."

"Really?" Mark asked impressed. "Anyone I know?"

Tyler's eyes just got kinda wide and he nodded his head. I made a show of looking at the ceiling at nothing. Realization dawned on Mark's face.

"Wait...you mean...oooooh...so when you say you've been in my position before, you meant my exact position. With Shane here," he said, patting my shoulder. "Boy's gotta mouth like a Hoover."

"Don't I know it," Tyler grinned.

"Hey, sitting right here," I said turning red.

It was then that I noticed an intense stare off going on between Mark and Tyler. Almost like they were communicating telepathically. A michevious glint was in both their eyes.

"What are you two..."

"I was just thinking," Mark cut me off. "Since you and your brother have fooled around before, there's really no reason we can't continue where we left off."

I looked at Tyler alarmed and then back at Mark. "With him standing right here?"

"If that's what he's into," Mark said coyly. "Or...he could join us."

I let out a nervous laugh, "Yeah right, I seriously doubt he wants..."

My voice fell short when I felt the couch sink in a little beside me. Tyler had joined us, and now I was between two very attractive young men. The 21 year old Mark, still naked save for a blanket (that was beginning to tent). His broad chest glistening with sweat from our earlier action. And then my 19 year old stepbrother Tyler, unbelievably cute with his boyish good looks. He wore basketball shorts that showed he was definitely into the idea.

"Are you sure?" I specifically asked Tyler.

To answer, he leaned in and planted a soft kiss on my lips. I almost melted at the contact. It had been so long since we had fooled around. It just felt so comfortable.

I felt another pair of lips latch onto my neck. Mark wanted in on the action. It was such a unique experience to feel two people on you at once like that. I adjusted my head, turning it more towards Mark, until suddenly all three of our lips were touching. My first three way kiss, and man was it fun.

Eventually, Mark and Tyler pulled away from me. But I didn't care. I was getting way hot watching the two kissing right in front of my face. My dick responded and immediately rose to full attention. I decided I was really into this, and reached out with both hands towards each guy's crotch.

My right hand found Mark's pulsing erection threatening to tear a hole in the blanket. A wet spot was already forming through the fabric. Meanwhile, my left hand groped Tyler through his shorts, paying special attention to his balls. I was rewarded for my work when not one, but TWO hands, one from each of my boys, met in my own lap. Tyler actually pulled the blanket away to reveal my painfully stiff seven incher. Mark took the opportunity to wrap his large hand around the shaft and slowly started pumping up and down. It got even better once Tyler's hand joined Mark's, and I now had two strong fists jacking me off in unison.

Mark eyed Tyler lustfully and said, "I wanna see you put it in your mouth."

Tyler gave a little smirk, more than up for the challenge, and wasted no time in lowering his head to my manhood. His oh so hot mouth completely engulfed my now purple head. The instant sensation threatened to send me into an early orgasm. Tyler must have sensed this, because he just sat still with my dickhead resting in his mouth until I came back down the mountain a little. Then, with renewed vigor, he pushed his head down as far as he could. Though it had been awhile, he still seemed pretty capable of taking my hefty cock.

As Tyler sucked on the top half of my dick, Mark continued to stroke the base. Sometimes one would move faster than the other, sometimes they'd be in sync. But either way, it was pleasurable to the max. As much as I didn't want to unload myself so soon, my balls were starting to ache from all the build up. I needed some release.

"I'm so close," I panted.

Tyler kept going at full speed. Mark, who's spare hand had been massaging my balls, began to move downward to my perineum, stroking the skin there. I became a little nervous that he was gonna go even further and start playing with my ass. Not that I was against it necessarily, I had just never done that and it was a little intimidating. But Mark simply continued to massage and apply pressure to the area between my balls and anus. The sensation sent shockwaves through my cock, made more intense by Tyler's continuous head bobbing. Before I knew what was happening, three shots of cum had already unloaded into my brother's mouth. He pulled back a little, but my little guy wasn't near finished yet. I continued to spew hot semen up onto my chest and it coated Mark's still stroking hand. After what seemed like an eternity, my orgasm was complete and I seemed to sink into the cushions of the couch.

Mark then bent down and put my weeping cock head into his mouth. It was still so sensitive I starting convulsing, but he still gave it a few more sucks. Then I felt his tongue trail up from my pelvis, over the slight ridges of my stomach, swirling around a nipple, up the side of my neck and eventually finding my mouth. I kissed him back, tasting myself in his mouth. When he pulled away, it was Tyler's turn for a kiss. I noticed Mark's kisses were generally hotter and passionate, while Tyler was more tender and sensual. I couldn't decide which I liked better. And in this case, I was happy with not having to choose.

"Now I know why everyone dreams of being in a threesome," I joked. "That was definitely the pinnacle of my sex life."

"Glad we could be a part of this momentous occasion," Mark laughed.

I stole a glance at Tyler sitting uncomfortably in his still bulging shorts.

"I feel bad though...we both got off, and poor Tyler is still dressed for crying out loud."

I weakly reached a hand toward his shirt to work it off, but Mark stopped me.

"Why don't you just relax a little. I'll take care of your brother."


AN: I hadn't orginally planned to stop there, but I figured you guys might enjoy not having to wait so long between chapters. Plus it adds some suspense, lol. Hope everyone is cool with Tyler being the mystery guest, I went with the majority. But fear not...after probably one more chapter with these guys I'll probably be revisiting the 2nd most voted for, Ben.