Off Campus

Max’s Perspective

I was caught red-handed by my two boyfriends with my head on the lap of the guy I was crushing on. Well, this was awkward as hell. “What time is it?” I asked still trying to get my bearings as I lifted my head off Brody’s warm lap.

“It’s only 7AM, we got up early to come home and take care of you” Eric said.

“But it looks like we’re too late, you seem to be doing just fine.” Cam said, adding “What the hell happened here last night?”

Before I could answer, Brody piped up without any guilt, remorse, or worry. We both knew it was completely innocent. “We binge-watched Elite when I came down to check on Max last night, we must’ve fallen asleep.” Elite was a Spanish teen drama series on Netflix with lots of hot naked guys and gay sex, Brody and I had discovered we shared the same guilty pleasure, Cam and Eric hated it. It was more fun watching with someone who got into it.

“I must’ve shifted in the middle of the night and put my head in your lap” I said to Brody, “sorry.” He just smiled; I think he liked it. I know I fucking did. It felt right waking up with him, but how the hell do I tell that to Cam and Eric. Brody stretched, yawned, and said “I better go upstairs and feed the cat. I’ll see y’all later.” Then he went up to his place.

I moved into the kitchen to make coffee and the two guys followed me. “How are you feeling?” Eric asked.

“100% better. I was feeling like shit until yesterday afternoon, suddenly it seemed to just disappear.” I said fumbling with the coffeepot. “How was your Thanksgiving? I’m sorry I missed it.” I really wasn’t that sorry. Honestly, I had been dreading it. I was not looking forward to answering a million questions from Eric’s well-meaning family, hiding our relationship, and making up bullshit lies to cover up our reality.

Eric suspiciously looked over at Cam, “It was good. My parents kept asking where you were.”

“Did they buy that you were just roommates?” The pair suspiciously looked at each other again. “What?” I asked. There was obviously something they weren’t telling me.

“Well, they assumed we were together” said Eric with a guilty look on his face “and it was easier to just let them think that.” They both looked at me waiting for a reaction.

I was feeling better after feeling like crap for almost a week, it had felt good to wake up with Brody (as innocent as it was), and I was still feeling like this throuple thing had run its course. So… I blurted out “Would you guys prefer that?” I didn’t say it in a mean, defensive, or accusatory way. I just asked the question.

They looked at each other but I couldn’t read their expressions. “No.” Eric said, but I wasn’t sure he meant it. “It’s the three of us.”

“Yeah” Cam said smiling, “we’re good together.”

“But for how long you guys?” I said in a serious tone as I poured three cups of freshly brewed coffee. “I love you guys, but this relationship is gonna run its course, I…” I paused realizing I had inadvertently started a conversation I couldn’t back out of, “I think I want something different.” There. I said it. “I love you both, you’re the best friends I’ve ever had, I love spending time with you, and the sex is amazing, but this bullshit of having to pretend to just be pals as soon as we leave the flat is too much for me.”

The two looked at me with serious faces, but there was no surprise in those faces. It was obvious that we had all thought about it. “Well, I never thought it was forever, did you?” Eric asked.

“No” I answered truthfully, then asked “But if not forever, then for how long?” Eric just shrugged his shoulders. I looked over at Cam, he looked a little annoyed by the entire conversation. He’d been silent so far. “Cam, what are you thinking?” I asked him.

He thought for a minute “Are you bailing on us?” he asked.

I wasn’t sure how to answer that so I just said “No, not bailing, I’m just thinking about the future. You’re the only one who hasn’t weighed in. What do you think?”

“I think things are fucking perfect” he barked. “I love both you guys and I love our relationship. I can’t believe I’m the only one who sees it as forever.” Cam was angry and hurt “And I think it sucks that you’re bailing on us.”

“I’m not bailing, Cam” I responded defensively, “I’m just thinking about the future. Last month when Kevin and Randy were here, I watched those two cute little boys sleeping and I heard Zach and Seth talking about their future, planning an imaginary family… I fucking want that!” my voice was getting louder, “and I don’t see a way to have it with the three of us. Hell, you two couldn’t even get through a family dinner without having to pretend to be something you’re not.”

“We’ll work through all that” Cam said in desperation. He was bound and determined to keep things the way they were.

“HOW?!” I yelled. I couldn’t believe how passionate I was getting about this. All my doubts were coming out and I wanted some kind of resolution. Together? Apart? Temporary? Permanent? The three of us? Two out of three? Brody? Someone else? I had no clue what I wanted, but this was my first step. “Can you really imagine the three of us raising kids together?” I asked.

Cam started to answer, “Well, we could…” but I cut him off.

“No, we couldn’t Cameron! It’s not realistic!” I blurted at my sweet cherub-faced boyfriend. “It’s delusional to believe that the three of us can walk into an adoption agency, or interview a surrogate, or attend a PTA meeting and introduce ourselves as Papa, Daddy, and Father and have the world accept that as normal.” I was letting it all out. “I love you guys, but come on, what we have is temporary, and frankly, you two are awesome together, you’d be a great couple, you don’t need me” That statement raised their eyebrows. They looked at each other. “Come on Cam, tell me you didn’t like being Eric’s boyfriend this weekend.” There was no response. “Well?”

Cam put his head down “It was kind of nice, I mean the three of us never get to be boyfriends in public” he seemed ashamed of his feelings.

“Don’t be embarrassed” I said. “There’s nothing wrong with that. It’s exactly how I feel. I want to create a relationship that I can show off. I’m proud of what we have, but at the same time… I never tell anyone about it. I want more you guys. And more may be less.”

“Are you breaking up with us?” Eric asked.

“I don’t know” I answered honestly. “I really love you guys, I don’t want to lose you as friends, but I think I want to be able to explore other options.”

“Like Brody?” Cam asked, with a little snarl on his face.

“Maybe, I like him but I don’t know if he’s the answer. On the other hand, I want the freedom to find out.” I said.

Eric wasn’t upset, he was very calm, listening to me, and thinking through what I was saying. “I wouldn’t have a problem with that.” He said looking at Cam. “I mean c’mon, Cam. I’ve been calling this an experiment since the beginning, and we always talk about wanting each other to be happy. Max isn’t happy and the rules are flexible.” Eric was being extremely reasonable about everything. Cam, on the other hand had more of an idyllic vision of our relationship and was struggling with my unhappiness.

“But it’s been the three of us as a team for almost a year. We’re fucking great together… how can you not be happy? IT’S PERFECT!” Cam said.

“If it’s so damn perfect, why haven’t you told your mother?” I shot back, eliciting a smile from Eric as he looked over at Cam in anticipation of an answer.

“I’ll call and tell her right now, dammit!” He threatened. “I’ll tell her I’m in love with both of you, and we’re a throuple, and I’m bringing my two lovers’ home for Christmas, and we’ll be sharing a bed, and they better respect that!” He blurted out with passion and exuberance.

Eric burst out loud laughing. “Jesus, Cam. Drama queen much?” Cam stopped, looked at the two of us and then started laughing. He knew he was going overboard and sounded ridiculous.

“Listen…” he said, “I just love us the way we are and I don’t want us to change” Cam was being sincere. He was such a sweet guy and that’s one of the many reasons I loved him.

“I know, Cam, but we all know this isn’t forever” I said.

“So, what do you want?” Cam asked me straight out,

“I don’t know. I guess I want to be friends but be able to date other people if I want without upsetting everyone.” I responded as I thought through what I really wanted.

“Can we still fuck?” Eric asked without shame, we all knew sex was his favorite part of this relationship. I just shot him an evil grin.

“For now,” I said, “but if I start dating someone then that might change.”

“Can the three of us still sleep in the same bed every night?” Cam wanted to know.

I had already thought about this, damn I had loved sleeping alone while they were gone. I had missed stretching out in a bed without constantly feeling like I was going to fall off the edge. “Maybe a few nights a week, Cam. But honestly, it felt good to have the bed to myself while you were gone.” I told him. “I think I want to move to the middle bedroom.”

His sweet face was riddled with disappointment. “But I love being in the middle” he said in a pathetic voice.

“I know you do baby” I said as went over and hugged him. He was starting to come around, but he really loved things the way they were. “I promise a few nights a week, and if you need me there some night, I’ll be there.” Cam had the shit beat out of him before we had met, and sleeping between us made him feel safe. Some nights were rougher than others for him and I meant what I said. If he needed me, I’d be there.

“Hell, if this is what you need to be happy, I’m game if you guys are” Eric said.

Cam was reluctant, but agreed “Fine, but we sleep together tonight, me in the middle.” I was good with that.

“And we’re gonna fuck” Eric said. I just laughed but agreed.

“Baby steps, guys” I said, “Baby steps.” They both laughed. They really did love me and were willing to give me a little freedom and flexibility to make me happy.

The three of us hugged and Cam whispered, “Please don’t let us ever stop being friends.”

“Never” I responded.

“Not in a million fucking years” Eric added.

This conversation went so much better than I could ever have imagined (thanks to Eric being the voice of reason). I was so nervous about it and had avoided it for so long, but now everything was out in the open and as always, Cam and Eric had my back. They may not have been happy about it, but they had my back.

I spent the rest of the day on my laptop on the front porch. The air was cold and I was bundled up with my hands exposed so I could type, they were redder than my hair! I had a paper due at the end of the semester for my Psychology class and I had pretty much ignored it until now. Seth was in my class and I know he was kicking ass on his paper. I was supposed to meet with the professor before the holiday to check-in on progress but I cancelled because I was sick, so I was way behind the eight ball and had a meeting with him on Monday. I wasn’t ready.

Cam came out to the porch and sat next to me while I was working, he just sat there for a while, then started to talk. “I really do understand” He said to me. “I just don’t want to lose you in my life.”

“You won’t, I promise” I said to him as I closed my laptop, he was more important to me than any term paper or grade.

“You guys saved me” Cam said. “There was a time before we all met that I wanted to be dead, you guys made me feel loved. You gave me self-confidence, and hope and … and… shit it was like you guys breathed life back into me.” He had tears in his eyes.

“You stupid fuck” I said. “I love the hell out of you. You’re confident, sexy, and full of life… that’s all you buddy. You are one of the most special human beings I have ever met.” I was looking right at him and he was looking down as he slumped in the cold chair. I could see his breath in the cold. “Come on, it’s too freaking cold out here, let’s go inside.” We went into the beautiful old flat, Eric was already building a fire in the fireplace. It was almost dinner time and we decided to order Chinese and just hang out and watch movies.

“If you want to invite Brody down, that would be okay with me” Cam said.

“Me too” Eric said.

That was their way of telling me they were okay with our new normal, but there was no way in hell I was ready for that. I wasn’t even sure I wanted to pursue Brody, but the gesture was meaningful. “Nah” I said, “thanks, but I’d rather just sit on the couch in the middle of my two best friends.” They both smiled, Just then the delivery guy showed up with our food. We set it out in the kitchen, filled our plates then sat on the couch and Eric picked out some dumbass movie on Netflix. I sat between the two, ate my dinner and watched the movie, it was nice to have them back home, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy my time alone this weekend. As we sat there watching, we each rested a hand on each other’s thighs, then Eric slowly moved his up and rested it on my crotch, occasionally squeezing. He was always instigating sex. Cam looked over and saw what was happening, he didn’t need an engraved invitation to join in. Soon, the movie was a blur as four hands roamed my body. They each grabbed the bottom of my sweatshirt and pulled it up over my head, then they did the same to the waistband of my sweatpants pulling them down to my ankles then over my socked-feet and leaving them on the floor. I was sitting on the couch in the middle of my two friends wearing nothing but my gray, footie socks.

Eric wasted no time licking my flaccid cock to full erection, he started by taking my shriveled member is his mouth and sucking it. It actually hurt at first, but as I started to grow it felt amazing. As I grew hard, he moved up and down my staff, sucking, licking, and slurping. His mouth slicking up my cock and his hand stimulating me. Meanwhile, Cam was busy with his tongue, shoving it in and out of my ear at first as he massaged my soft, shaved balls. His lips soon moved to my neck, then my nipples. He wasn’t gentle, in fact he was a little rough. When he worked my ears, he pushed his tongue in and out hard, then when he got to my nipples he bit, looking up at me as he did. The first bite was soft and playful, the second hard and painful. “FUCK, CAM!” I screamed as I pulled him off by his hair. He just laughed and went back to his rough play. Eric was being gentle and Cam was being rough, the contrast was euphoric, I was craving both.

I broke out from between the two studs and scurried to the master bedroom, they followed without question. As soon as Eric entered I pushed him onto his back in the middle of the mattress. Eric was almost always on top, he loved getting the two of us worked up and taking control, not tonight. Tonight, I was in control. “Suck his cock, Cam” I commanded, both men looked at me with surprise on their faces as Cam complied.

I straddled Eric’s abs, my bare ass just inches from Cam’s busy mouth. I arched my back as I leaned in for a kiss… no, that’s not the right description. I made out with Eric! Devouring his lips and invading his mouth with my hungry tongue. My hands were on his head pulling him into me and his were on mine doing the same. I was lost in lust when I felt a warm sensation on my hole, Cam had moved his mouth from Eric’s cock to my hole, penetrating it with his moist, warm tongue. Oh. My. Fucking god! it was so amazing! Eric’s tongue down my throat and Cam’s up my ass. The two of them worked both ends of me, stimulating me and driving me into wild abandon as I pulled Eric as tight as I could, and shoved my ass into Cam’s face.

Cam was going from my hole to Eric’s cock, slicking us up, getting Eric ready to enter me, but I had different plans. I let Cam continue his assault on us letting him think I was going to let Eric fuck me. He rubbed our boyfriend’s hard cock against my crack, I even felt him hold it against my pucker a few times. “Push your ass down on it” Cam said quietly.”

“No” I said, “switch places.”

Cam seemed a little confused by the request, but slowly moved and straddled Eric’s chest and moved between his legs pushing them up so I could access his rarely used hole. Cam maneuvered around trying to find a good place to settle. After a little bit of awkwardness, Cam’s fat cock was in Eric’s mouth, Eric’s heels were in the air reaching for Jesus, and my tongue was buried in his sweet hole. Sex with the two of them was always amazing and never boring… that night was no exception. Eric was grunting, slurping, and gagging on Cam’s fat endowment, I was moaning into his hot pucker, and Cam’s moans were echoing throughout the bedroom.

I sat on my knees, bent down and spit into Eric’s hole, rubbing my saliva around with my thumb, prepping him for entry. My actions just made him moan more around Cam’s member, the vibrations driving Cam to start fucking Eric ’s mouth. Whenever the three of us were together it was like that old board game Mouse Trap. Each movement caused another, then another. I enjoyed the hell out of what was happening, I knew that it may be the last tryst for the three of us (probably not, but let’s face it… I had set the groundwork).

I spit into Eric’s hole again, then squeezed my own cock trying to pull out the drops of precum. I lubed us up with our natural juices and then lined my cock up with Eric’s hole. I was usually slow and gentle, asking if he was ready, or whispering in his ear that I was going to enter slowly. Not that night. That night, for the very first time, I fucked Eric hard. I shoved my manhood deep into him with one powerful thrust of my hips, my fuzzy little ginger ass flexing as I did. Eric screamed around Cam’s cock, that just encouraged Cam to face fuck him harder. For the first time in our relationship (and maybe in his lifetime) Eric was getting fucked hard from both ends. He had often initiated these attacks on each of us but had never been the recipient, until that night.

Eric flailed underneath us trying to break free of our rough fuck, but it was just wasted energy. Cam was now in a pushup position fucking his face, as I held on tight to his slim ankles and pounded that skinny ass with everything I could muster. His muffled screams were probably a combination of pleasure, pain, and surprise. In all our time together, Eric had never experienced the combined power of me and Cam. “I’m cumming” Cam said as his hips moved fast pushing his manhood in and out of Eric’s mouth, “Swallow my load fucker” he commanded. Mild mannered Cam was in beast-mode, and I loved it. His power ignited something in me and I felt my balls churning, my load moved up my shaft and exploded into Eric’s tight, skinny little ass with shot after powerful shot of hot man juice. I pushed as deep as I could and just held there. Cam dismounted his boyfriend and kissed him, then he turned back and kissed me. I pulled out of Eric and got off the bed, Cam did the same. The two of us stood and kissed.

“Don’t tell me you’re not going to miss that” Cam said with a smirk, I just smirked back.

“What the fuck?!” Eric huffed out. “You guys fucking violated me.”

“And you fucking loved it. Call it payback” Cam said.

Eric may have used the word “violated” but he didn’t feel that way at all. He fucking loved the taste of his own medicine and we both knew it.

The three of us made our way to the shower and jumped in with Eric in the middle. I used the enema wand to clean his well-used hole. He was the center of our attention. IF (and that was a big IF) this was our last time together, then I gave them both something to remember me by.

I wasn’t ready to end things, but I was ready to start to end things. If that makes any sense whatsoever.

# # # #

Brody’s Perspective

What the hell was wrong with me? I’d been doin’ my damnedest to avoid drama my whole life and now I put myself smack-dab in the middle of it by falling for a guy with not one but friggin’ TWO boyfriends. I shoulda’ turned tail and run as soon as he shifted positions and put his head in my lap the other night, but goddammit it felt so good. I just watched him sleep as my fingers stroked his red hair. I started to fantasize what it would be like to be in a relationship with him. I pictured me painting while he sat on my couch and worked on his laptop with Witchy rubbing up on him, just the two of us. But then my fantasy was invaded by the images of his two boyfriends joining us. Yeah, they were nice enough but I hated crowds. I guess even in my fantasies the two of us being alone just wasn’t meant to be.

It was early Sunday afternoon when Max knocked on my door. I had been up in my studio ever since Eric and Cam walked in on us asleep on the couch together. I had been painting, except for an hour this morning when I had a massage client. Once she was gone it was back to my easel. I opened the door and let Max in “Hey, what’s up?” I asked him.

“Nothing” he said, “I just wanted to thank you for checking in on me the other night, and then hanging out and watching TV. I was getting a little lonely.” I just smiled at him and kept painting. “Um… hey” he said quietly, then went silent for a moment. I looked up from my easel, then he continued. “I um… told Cam and Eric that I… um, I think our threesome has run its course and I want to start seeing other people.”

My heart stopped when he told me the news. Did he do it for me? Does he feel the same way I do? What did he mean by he wanted to start seeing other people? Did he mean me? Was I other people? I was excited and confused at the same time… I didn’t know what to say so I just said “Oh? How’d that go?”

“Okay actually” Max said. “Eric understood, but Cam was pissed off, at least at first. He’s coming around. I mean it’s not like any of us thought this would be forever… and if it’s not forever then it has to end sometime. Right?”

“So, what do you want?” I asked, “I mean, what changed?” Max sat down on the couch as I painted, just like in my daydream.

“I don’t know” he said, “I mean it was fun for a while, they’re my best friends… and the sex is incredible.” I was a little embarrassed talking about their sex life, but I had to admit that the night I gave them the throuple massage was the most erotic and fun night of my life. I could see how it would be fun to have two boyfriends, but damn what a pain in the ass having to deal with double the problems and double the drama all the time… no thanks. “But I’m starting to think about the future, and it’s not this. It’s one guy, maybe a couple of kids.

I couldn’t help but wonder if he thought I might be the “one” guy, I also couldn’t bring myself to ask him. “So, are you r gonna move out?” I asked.

“No, we’re going to take it in baby steps. I moved to the middle bedroom; Cam still wants me to sleep in the bed once in a while.” Max had told me that Cam felt safe in the middle, he had been through some shit, so I understood it.

“So, you’re still sleeping together?” I surprised myself by asking.

“I guess. Sometimes. It’s not like I have any other commitments” Max said, adding with a smirk “Does that bother you?”

What the hell was happening here? Was he breaking up with them for me? Did I want him to break up with them for me? Could I really date him if he was still living with his ex’s? What would Cam and Eric think about us dating? Hell, it would be awkward with us all living in the same house. Damn, this was complicated. Was it all worth it? SHIT! WAS HE EVEN INTERESTED IN ME?! I usually don’t put myself out there, I would rather just stay quiet and let nature take its course, but I needed to know.

I looked at Max, dug deep, and gathered all the courage I had just to ask one simple question; “Um… did you want to break up with them ‘cuz of me?”

Max had an embarrassed smile on his face. “I don’t know, Brody. I like you, but I think I need some time to separate from the guys and figure things out. I don’t want to drag you into this shit any more than I already have.”

“Well, it’s not dragging If I go voluntarily” I said, surprising myself.

“You hate drama and this shit is teeming with it.” Max said.

“I like you more than I hate drama, I guess” I said with a shy grin. “Listen, I know you gotta figure it out for yourself. But I aint got nothin’ else goin’ on, I can wait.” It was true. I rarely dated anyway, and I really liked Max… I mean REALLY liked him. I could wait it out for a while and see what happens.

“No promises” Max said.

“None expected” I replied.

To be continued…