How I Got My Revenge

Chapter 36 

Game On

Carl smiled as he looked at our muddy state, smiled, and asked, “So, how long will dinner take? You guys look pretty dirty to me. I need a shower after work, too, but maybe it can wait until I have some fun with you dirty birds.” I laughed, and then thought back to when Carl and I used to get all sweated up while playing and then had some hot sex. I was hard in an instant. Elijah and Chris looked at each other as if not believing what they had heard. Chris asked, “Are you serious? You want to play around after we just spent the day sweating? I’m sure I’m pretty rank right now. I know I wouldn’t want to smell me.” Elijah laughed and said, “Yeah, I’m sure I need a shower myself. You really don’t want to be whiffing my stink.” I laughed and Carl said, “You’d be surprised how intoxicating a sweaty jock can be. Let’s go inside and see what develops.” I said, “Let me throw the meatloaf in the oven. It’s a large one and will take over an hour.”

We went inside and I put the meatloaf in the oven after verifying it was preheated to temperature. We walked into the living room and Carl said, “Ok, we’re going to do a little Truth AND Dare.” The three of us looked at Carl, wondering where he was going with this. Carl asked, “Being honest, who here has never sniffed their own pits after a heavy workout?” He looked around and we were all grinning wickedly. Not one of us raised a hand. Then Carl looked at me and asked, “How many times did we have sex after playing hard with the football?” I shrugged and said, “I don’t know. Quite a lot.” Then he asked me, “Were you grossed out by my odor?” Elijah and Chris both laughed. Carl said, “It’s a serious question.” I replied, “No. Actually, it was some of the hottest sex we’ve had. It made it more…. feral.” Elijah laughed and said, “So it made you fuck like animals.” We all laughed, then Carl said, “That’s my point and how I felt too. Now for the dare.” The three of us looked at one another wondering what the dare would be. I was caught off guard as Carl stepped in front of me, picked up my arm and then sniffed my arm pit. Chris and Elijah looked on, wide-eyed. Carl let my arm drop and then walked over to Chris and did the same to him. I noticed the bulge in Carl’s pants just before he turned away from me. Elijah chuckled as Carl lifted his arm and sniffed his pit. Carl turned holding his nose in jest after he dropped Elijah’s arm. Carl then said, “So, the dare is that each of you take a whiff of everyone else’s pit.” Chris asked, “You think we’ll pop a woody like you just did?” We all laughed, and Carl said, “Let’s find out.” Chris took that as his queue, and he stepped up to Carl. Carl obliged him by lifting his own arm. Not having done much physical work, Chris smelled mostly Carl’s deodorant. Chris then moved to Elijah. Elijah also raised his arm up, but when Chris leaned in to smell his pit, Elijah grabbed the back of his head and pulled his face into his pit and said, “Yeah Chris, get a good whiff.” Chris pulled back laughing and said, “You nasty fucker!” Chris then stepped in front of me, and I lifted my arm. Chris leaned forward and inhaled. He hesitated for a few seconds, inhaling another lungful. As he pulled back and turned, Carl said, “Looks like it worked.” Chris turned bright red. He was definitely hard under his shorts. I went next. I was already hard after having Chris’ face in my pit for as long as he did. I sniffed Carl’s deodorant as well as his unique scent. I then moved to Chris, and he raised his arm as I took in his sweaty pit. My cock throbbed as I inhaled his mixture of sweat, soap, deodorant, and unique musk. Lastly, I moved to Elijah and said, “No funny business.”, before leaning into his pit and inhaling. My cock throbbed again as I thought about the differences in their scents. I moved upright and then lifted my own arm. Elijah grinned and said, “I guess I have no choice.” Then he leaned in and took a long inhalation. He then straightened up and smiled, and said, “I detect the scent of soap, deodorant, and sweat.” Chris said, “I detect a stiff cock beneath your shorts, Elijah.” We all laughed as Elijah clearly had a huge stiffy beneath his shorts. He then stepped to Chris and as Chris lifted his arm, Elijah took in his scent. Elijah got some payback as he pulled Elijah’s face into his pit, “Yeah, get in there nice and close.” Elijah pulled back laughing and said, “I should have seen that coming.” After getting a whiff of Carl’s pit, Elijah began unbuttoning his shirt as he said, “That was gross as hell but also pretty fuckin’ hot! You’re right, Carl. It got us all horned up.” I then stepped over in front of Chris and pulled his T-shirt over his head. He did the same to me. We then assisted each other out of our shorts while Elijah and Carl were doing the same. In just a few minutes the four of us were standing naked in the kitchen with drops of precum shining from the tips of our rigid cocks. I pushed Chris back a step and then dropped to my knees. I lifted his cock up and leaned my nose into his ball sack and inhaled deeply. Chris giggled at my action. I looked up at him and grinned before licking his balls. While I worked on Chris, Elijah had dropped to his knees and was working on Carl’s cock. He noticed me licking Chris’ balls and imitated it, licking Carl’s nuts. We made eye contact as I began licking the underside of Chris’ cock from the base to the tip while looking at Elijah. He began doing the same to Carl. I then looked up at Chris as I took his cock into my mouth. Elijah took Carl’s cock in his mouth as well and we began working on the steely hard flesh in our mouths. After several minutes, Carl said, “Ok, we need to switch this up before I get too close.” Chris said, “I was about to warn Jeremy. I was pretty close myself with him taking my whole cock.” I pulled off him and grinned. I sat down on a chair and Carl kneeled in front of me and began working on my cock. Elijah sat down next to me as Chris knelt between his legs and took Elijah’s cock in his mouth. Elijah and I kissed while Chris and Carl worked on us. Our kiss became more passionate and after several minutes, Elijah was moaning against my lips. I knew he was getting close. So was I. I broke the kiss and put my hands on Carl’s shoulders and said, “You better stop. I’m getting close.” Elijah said, “Yeah, me too.” Carl pulled off my cock and asked, “How soon before we need to stop to finish dinner?” I looked at my watch and said, “Shit! Maybe ten minutes!” Carl said, “Ok, let’s finish this quickly. Let’s pair with whoever we haven’t yet paired with and get into a sixty-nine.” I had Elijah lay on the floor and I climbed over him. Carl had Chris do the same. Soon Elijah and I were on each other, and Carl and Chris were on each other. Within minutes, Elijah’s moans on my cock were growing in pitch. I felt his cock swell in my mouth, and then it pulsed, sending rope after rope of his seed into my mouth. It took me over the edge as well, and I was soon filling Elijah’s mouth with my own creamy swimmers. I heard groans and moans next to me as well, and knew they were swallowing each other’s seed. I swung around and looked down at Elijah and then rolled off beside him and turned to kiss him and share our cum. Carl had swung around as well, but just leaned down and kissed Chris while straddling him. I looked at the time and quickly sat up, “Shit! I have to get the rest of the food on!”

I jumped up and went to the sink to wash my hands (always wash your hands before handling food), and then put the already peeled potatoes on to boil. Carl headed to get a shower. Elijah yelled, “Sure, the least sweaty of us scampers off to get a shower while we help Jeremy make dinner.” Carl didn’t turn to reply, he just held a finger up letting Elijah know that he was number one. We all laughed, and I said, “It’s going to take fifteen minutes before we can put the vegetables on. We could jump in the shower as long as we’re quick about it.” Chris said, “So, you’re saying we have to just get a shower.” I grinned and said, “Pretty much.”

While Carl was showering in the common bathroom, the three of us went into my bathroom and got in my shower. We washed each other off, scrubbing the grass stains off our legs, shampooing each other’s hair, and soaping off the sweat of the day’s activities. As we showered, Chris said, “Carl was right, sniffing your nasty pits got me harder than hell.” Elijah agreed, “Yeah, I never thought I’d get horny sniffing anyone’s pits, but Carl had a point.” Chris then said, “Don’t expect me to make a habit out of it.” We laughed and then climbed out of the shower and dried each other off. After throwing on some boxers (mine), we joined Carl in the kitchen. He was making us all a drink. Elijah rinsed off the fresh green beans while Chris got out the corn. I drained the potatoes and got out the ingredients to mash them. We worked together and soon were eating a dinner of meatloaf, mashed potatoes with gravy, buttered green beans and buttered sweet corn. Once again, there were no leftovers.

We cleaned up the dishes and then went out front and sat on the porch. We rarely sat out front but the rest of the neighborhood seemed to exist out there. Carl suggested it. He said we should be a part of the neighborhood and contribute to it’s character. Elijah joked, “Yeah, we’re definitely a bunch of characters.” It produced a laugh from all of us. I thought it was a great idea. Carl was right, and the last time we were out front, we had some great conversations with our neighbors. We grabbed a beer and moved out to the front porch. There was a two-seat cushioned bench and two Adirondack chairs on the front porch. Elijah and Chris deferred to Cral and I and sat on the bench, Carl and I on either side of them on the Adirondack chairs. We waved to passers by walking their dogs or just strolling through the neighborhood and then noticed two women walking down the street conversing animatedly. One was in her forties or early fifties and the other seemed to be in her seventies or possibly eighties. She reminded me of our landlady, Mrs. Reynolds. They seemed anxious about something as they kept looking about like they were searching for something or someone. The younger of the two looked our way and then pointed us out to the elderly lady. I thought, WTF! The others noticed as well and Carl said, “The younger lady pointed us out to the older one and it looks like they’re coming in our direction.” Elijah asked, “What did you guys do?” I just shrugged ignorance and Carl said, “Nothing that I know of.”

Sure enough, they turned and began walking down our walk toward us. Chris said, “Oh, shit! There coming toward us.” As they arrived at the steps to our porch, I could tell they were both in some distress. The younger of the two gave us a half smile before saying, “We’re sorry to intrude on you boys but we were wondering if you might be able to help us. I didn’t want to bother the fire department with this as they may be needed for a fire somewhere.” She had our attention. Fire Department? I spoke up, “Good evening, ladies. What kind of issue do you have that may require the fire department that isn’t an actual fire?” The older lady said, “Her dogs attacked my little baby!” Elijah said, “What! Where’s the kid now?” The younger woman put up her hands and said, “No, no. It’s not a child, it’s a kitten. One of our dogs got away from me and the other one tried to follow but my husband was able to hold onto him. The poor kitten ran up the tree and my dog ran after it and was at the bottom of the tree barking until my husband was able to get hold of his leash. We thought if the dogs were no longer there, the kitten would come down, so my husband took the dogs home. Mrs. Oaks and I tried to coax the kitten down after my husband left but the kitten seemed too scared.” I asked, “Where is the tree the kitten is in?” They both looked a little hopeful as the younger woman said, “It’s just up in the next block. Will you help us?” I stood up and said, “We can at least look at the situation. Can you show me?” Mrs. Oaks gave me a sweet smile as the younger woman said, “Thank you so much. Yes, follow us.” It was obvious the younger woman felt responsible and was trying to help her neighbor without the embarrassment of having the fire department intervene. I figured we could at least look at it and determine if we could help. I stepped off the porch. The other three followed me.

As we made our way up to the end of the next block, I heard a high-pitched mewing over the two talking ladies. As I looked around, Mrs. Oaks pointed up to the tree in the middle of the corner lot at the end of the block. About thirty feet up on a branch was a cute, grey kitten meowing like it was crying for help. All I could think about was ‘How can we get this poor kitty down from that tree?’ The lowest branch was about fifteen feet up. The lower ones had been cut off at some point. As we looked up, Carl asked, “Does anyone have a ladder?” Mrs. Oaks said, “I have a small step ladder in my kitchen.” I looked at the tree and where the kitten was perched. Then I looked at the guys and said, “What if two of us make a base for one of the others to climb on and then maybe the fourth might be able to climb on them and reach the kitten.” Carl, Elijah, and Chris looked at me as if I had just shown them the meaning of life. I asked, “What?” Elijah grinned and said, “You fuckin’ genius. Great idea, but you and Carl have to be the base.” I grinned and said, “Yeah, you’re probably right. Which one wants to be the second tier being stepped all over?” We all laughed because that’s what was going to happen. The guy on top of us was going to be the human ladder for the fourth guy to hopefully save the kitten. The other possibility was that we’d scare the kitten further up the tree. Yeah, we should have just called the fire department. Elijah said, “I’ll be the ladder if Chris wants to climb up and save the kitten.” Chris said, “I’ll do whatever I can, so let’s do this.” Mrs. Oaks said, “Be careful boys.”

Carl and I stepped over to the tree and stood side by side with our feet spread apart to create a base. I’d seen our cheerleaders do the same stance numerous times, so we were familiar with it. I was on Carl’s left. We linked hands to support Elijah’s feet so he could get in position on our shoulders. It was a little clumsy. Once he had a foot in each of our linked hands, he had to figure out how to step up onto our shoulders. Once Elijah moved his right foot onto my right shoulder, I reached up to give him support so he wouldn’t end up falling backwards. Of course, the only place that made sense was his firm butt. I couldn’t help grinning, and I heard Elijah laugh as he moved up and the brought his left foot onto Carl’s left shoulder. He was now on our shoulders, facing the tree, and wrapping his arms around it for stability. The next step would be the more difficult challenge since Elijah was facing the tree and holding onto the it, he couldn’t use his hands to assist Chris. I called up to Elijah, “Elijah, move your feet over to our other shoulder!” Elijah called down, “Ok.” He complied as he moved his left foot to Carl’s right shoulder and then his right foot onto my left shoulder. I thought this would make it easier for Chris to climb onto our shoulders. I wasn’t sure how we’d go from there. In the meantime, a crowd had seemed to gather around to watch. Elijah called down, “I’m ready as I’ll ever be. Send Chris up.” Carl said, “I wasn’t expecting an audience. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea.” I laughed and said, “Relax and ignore them and be a hero for this elderly woman.” He laughed and said, "Yeah, we got this.” I smiled at Chris and said, "You’re up, Chris.” He was looking things over and smiled with those gorgeous dimples showing when I said that. Then he did something that surprised Chris, who asked, “Why are you taking off your shoes?” I said, “He doesn’t want to scrape Elijah all up trying to climb him.” Chris said, “Yeah, and it’s not the first time I climbed a tree barefoot.” Chris then stepped up, and Carl and I linked our hands together again as Chris climbed up. He used Elijah’s legs to help as he pulled himself up on our inner shoulders. He was now standing behind Elijah, preparing his next move. Chris said to Elijah, “I’m going to jump up on you in a piggyback position and the pull up and put my feet tightly against your hips. Don’t worry, I took my shoes off. Hold onto the tree tightly so we don’t fall backwards.” Elijah said, “I’ve got a good grip on the tree, but how are you going to climb it barefoot?” Chris said, “Trust me.” Chris then put his hands on Elijah’s shoulders and jumped onto his back. Then in another move, pulled up and wedged his right foot into Elijah’s waist, using his hip for support. Elijah yelled, “Hey! Watch the nose!” Chris had used Elijah’s head for support while doing this and had inadvertently grabbed Elijah’s nose for a moment. Chris then pushed up on Eelijah’s shoulders so both feet were balanced on Elijah’s hips and his arms were straightened and supported on Elijah’s shoulders. As he looked up, there was a branch just above him. He reached up and grabbed onto it just as his left foot slipped off Elijah’s hip. The crown groaned a collective, “Oh!”, of concern. Carl and I glanced at each other wondering what was happening as we couldn’t see what was going on above us. Carl began to yell, “Are you guys ok?”, but suddenly the crowd looked surprised and then suddenly broke into applause. The weight on our shoulders also seemed to be cut in half.

When Chris’ foot had slid off Elijah’s hip, he had quickly used his grip on the branch to pull himself up onto Elijah’s shoulders. From there he was able to pull himself up onto the branch. That’s when the crowd had erupted into applause. Chris easily made his way up the branches to the scared kitten which was still meowing loudly and now looking at Chris as he approached. Chris began talking to the frightened kitten, “It’s ok, kitty. I’m going to get you down from here.” Chris made his way over and was soon sitting on the branch next to the kitten. The poor kitten was shaking as it looked up at Chris. Chris smiled as he spoke to the kitten, “It’s ok, kitty. I’m here to help you get down. Will you help me to help you? It’s ok.” The kitten soon stopped shaking and moved to Chris’ leg. It meowed and then climbed onto Chris’ lap. Chris continued to calm the kitten as he considered his next move. He reached down and began to pet the kitten and soon it was purring on his lap. The kitten had long, grey fur with a white belly. It’s eyes were a pale blue. It looked up at Chris as it purred. Chris then used his hand to nudge the kitten up his stomach to his chest. Once the kitten was snuggled against his chest, he began to move back down. At one point he can be heard telling the kitten, “Yo! Watch the claws!” I couldn’t resist grinning, imagining a scared kitten with its claws dug into Chris’ T-shirt.

Suddenly, I saw red and blue flashing lights approaching. A police car, followed by a rescue vehicle pulled up. They got out and began approaching us. Meanwhile, Chris had made his way down and over us to the branch he had first pulled himself up. Chris then looked down to the poor, scared kitten and said, “It’s ok, kitty. Just hang on and we’ll be down soon.” When I heard that, I knew Chris was preparing to climb back down and he had the kitten. The officer and pair of guys from the rescue vehicle had stopped about twenty feet from us. They were just watching us as the officer said, “You guys need any help? Looks like you have things pretty much in hand.” Carl replied, “Yeah, monkey boy up there is having a ball with his new friend.” I just grinned, hearing Carl call Chris monkey boy. As Chris swung down onto Elijah’s shoulders, he yelled, “Fuck! Watch the claws! Ow! Fuck!” I couldn’t help laughing. Carl, the officer, and both rescue squad guys were grinning as well. Soon Chris was back on the ground and the crowd was cheering.

Mrs. Oaks approached, and Chris peeled a still frightened kitten off his bleeding chest and handed it to Mrs. Oaks. She took the kitten and said, “Thank you, you wonderful boys for saving my poor Gus. I can’t thank you enough. I said, “It was our pleasure. Chris, now newly dubbed monkey boy did most of the work, along with Elijah.” Elijah had climbed down as soon as Chris had made it to the ground. Elijah said, “It was no problem at all, except when I thought Chris was going to rip my nose off.” We all laughed, and Chris said, “Sorry, Elijah, but it was a great holding point.” Everyone laughed. Elijah didn’t have a large nose, in fact it could be referred to as a button-nose, but it was still a funny remark. One of the rescue squad members, his nametag said Simmons, said to Chris, “Could you step over to the rescue vehicle, sir?” Chris looked at him and asked, “What for?” I said, “I think he wants to see the damage under your T-shirt.” Chris looked down at his bloodied T-shirt and said, “Fuck! This is one of my favorite T-shirts. I’ll be ok though.” Carl said, “Chris, let them take a look. At least they can put on something to keep from infection. You’ve heard of cat scratch fever, haven’t you? It wasn’t just some old song from a one-hit wonder.” Simmons said, “He’s right. Let us check it out.” Elijah and I agreed and prodded him over to the rescue vehicle. As Chris pulled off his T-shirt, Mrs. Oaks asked him for it, “Young man, may I take your shirt? I know how to get blood stains out and I’ll return it to you, stain free later on this evening.” Chris said, “You don’t need to do that, ma’am.” She smiled as she practically yanked it from his hands and said, “I insist. It’s the least I can do as thanks for rescuing my poor baby.” The kitten was purring against her chest, fast asleep. Chris just said quietly, “Thank you, ma’am.”, followed by, “Ow!”, as Simmons began applying an antiseptic to all the tiny red marks on his chest. The tiny spots had already stopped bleeding and resembled a patterned rash. The other woman’s husband had returned after putting their dogs in the house. She thanked us and she and her husband escorted Mrs. Oaks back to her house with Gus, the sweet little kitten. We never got her name nor her husband’s.

The police officer thanked us for our quick response and took our names, though I had no idea why. The EMT’s bid us farewell and Simmons thanked us, saying, “I would not have climbed that tree. They would have needed to send the ladder truck.” We laughed and as we turned to head back to the house, the crowd that had gathered to watch cheered loudly once more. We looked at each other and grinned at our red, embarrassed faces. Suddenly, a couple girls ran up behind us and yelled, “Hey heroes!” We turned and suddenly were rushed by several young women who wrapped their arms around us and began kissing us. As I pushed the one kissing me back, I realized she was probably not even over eighteen. I said, “I’m sorry but that’s not necessary and I think misplaced.” My speak for, “You shouldn’t be doing this. It’s inappropriate.” She smiled and said, “I’m sorry. We just couldn’t help ourselves. What you guys did for that old lady was so sweet.” Then they turned and one of them asked a fifth girl, “Did you get the pics?” She nodded and they all shrieked and one of them said, “Every one of them is gorgeous, even the older one!” We turned and picked up our pace back to the house. As we got inside and closed the door, we all burst into laughter. Elijah said between giggles, “Carl kept turning back to see if they were following us.” Carl said, “Now I know how a popular boyband feels like. I just wanted to make sure they didn’t see where we lived. Thanks, Jeremy!” I looked over at Carl, incredulous, and asked, “For what?” He grinned and said, “You’re the one who suggested, ‘We can at least check it out’. I grinned. He was right. I had said that. Then Carl asked Chris, “So how does it feel to be a hero?” He smiled that sweet, dimpled smile and said, “I got a kitten out of a tree. That’s not being a hero.” Elijah said, “It was in the eyes of an old lady and several teenage girls.” Carl added, “The freaking whole neighborhood was watching, not just the group of teenage girls. I hope this didn’t attract too much attention.” I grinned and said, “Carl, it was good attention. Why is that a bad thing?” Carl said, “Any attention attracting scrutiny to our house isn’t a good thing. What if the Reynolds find out their tenants are a couple potential gay guys who have orgies on weekends?” I looked at the surprised and panicked looks on Elijah and Chris and thought about what we’d been doing over the past several weeks. Carl was right about not wanting to attract attention, but I had to interject, “Look, I understand wanting us to stay under the radar as far as our personal lives are concerned, but if someone needs help, be it an elderly lady’s kitten or someone being attacked, I will not shy from jumping in to help.” Chris and Elijah smiled at me, and Elijah said, “I know that for a fact. I remember when we were in Jr High, and you climbed onto the school roof to retrieve that girl’s Frisbie that was thrown up there by some jerk. You even got detention for it.” I smiled and said, “I didn’t even know her, but I’d do it again.” Carl then said, “Let’s get a drink and go out back and get a fire started. I have to work tomorrow and want to discuss this weekend.” Carl was right. We needed to coordinate things with Chris and Chuck and Elijah’s visit over the weekend. We made our way out back with our drinks and had a fire going in minutes.

Carl began, “I talked to Chuck, and I’ll be staying at his place Saturday night. He wants to come over and make us all lasagna tomorrow night.” Chris said, “I can find something else to do tomorrow.” Carl said, “No, he’d like you to be here for dinner. I’m not sure what will happen after dinner though.” Chris looked at me with panic in his eyes. I said, “Don’t worry, Chris. No one is going to out you to Chuck. Besides, if you don’t show up for dinner, he might think something’s up. You don’t want to give him the feeling you’re avoiding him.” Chris replied, “It’s not like I don’t like the guy. He’s fun to be around. I’m just not ready to come out to many people right now. I mean you and Carl are the only two who know besides Elijah, and he doesn’t live around here. I’d like to keep it that way, at least for now.” Carl looked to Chris and said, “That’s fine, Chris. That’s why I want to talk about this now, so we can work around it. We’ll keep your secret as long as you want us to. Hell, the Reynolds have no clue about Jeremy and me, let alone what we’ve been up to with you guys.” Chris said, “Thanks, Carl. I think maybe I’ll come out to Chuck sometime. I’m just not ready yet.” Elijah asked, “Are you afraid he’ll out you to everyone else?” Chris thought about it for a few seconds, then said, “No, not intentionally but the more people who know, the bigger chance there is that someone lets it slip by accident. I’ll come for dinner tomorrow, but if Chuck hangs out too late, I’ll head home for the night.” I said, “That’s fine, Chris but plan on coming back Saturday after The Flying None.” Elijah added, “Yeah, I have to head back up to campus Sunday night. You’re part of my circle of, uh, friends now. I’d like to see as much as possible of you before I leave.” Chris grinned and said, “I think you’ve seen more of me then most everyone else besides Jeremy and Chris.” We all laughed and once his laughter died down, Elijah said, “You know what I meant but I do like what I have seen of you.” Chris grinned and showed his dimples as he replied, “I can say the same about you, Elijah.” I said, “We have dinner planned for tomorrow night. How about we get a bunch of wings for Saturday night?” Chris said, “Why don’t I bring the wings. I can bring my parents’ air fryer over to make the wings and I can bring a variety of dipping sauces. We just need to cut up some celery and carrots and get some blue cheese and ranch dressings to dip them in.” I asked, “You mean to make the wings in the air fryer plain and then we dip the plain wings in the sauce?” Chris said, “Yeah. The wings stay crispier that way. At least that’s the way I always like them.” I agreed, “Yeah, I like that. I usually get my wings plain and extra crispy, then get the sauces on the side.” Elijah said, “Sounds good to me.” I asked Carl, “You and Chuck should at least stop by for the wings before heading to Chuck’s place.” Carl grinned and said, “Sounds good to me. I’m sure Chuck will be up for it. I’m going to have one more drink and call it a night. Anyone else want one?” We all did, so I went in to help Carl get the drinks. While we were inside, Chris said to Elijah, “I appreciate what you said.” Elijah asked, “You mean about seeing more of you before I leave? I meant it. I understand that we both want Jeremy, and you have a slight advantage living here. I really like you a lot though. If I’m going to lose him to someone, you’re the guy I’d least feel bad about losing to. That being said, I’m not planning on losing though.” They both smiled and then Chris responded, “Thanks, I think. Game on.” They both jumped when they heard Carl ask, “What game are you playing?” Elijah replied, “Oh, we were just talking about the game tomorrow with the guys.” Carl said, “Yeah, I just realized we’ll have an odd number of guys tomorrow. I wonder how we’ll work that.” Elijah and Chris gave each other a glance. Apparently, Carl had bought Elijah’s BS. They talked for a bit more and then Carl said goodnight, taking his empty glass inside. We had one more drink as we let the fire die, then the three of us headed inside.

As we entered the kitchen, I started making us another drink. I stopped and asked Chris, “You’re staying tonight, right?” I was a little surprised when Chris looked to Elijah. Elijah gave him a nod and then Chris said, “Sure.” We took our drinks into the living room and sat on the sofa. Elijah and Chris sat on either side of me, Chris to my left and Elijah to me right. Almost immediately, they each had a hand on my crotch. I moved my hands to theirs. All three of us were hard in seconds. Elijah swung off the sofa and onto his knees in front of us, then assisted us in sliding our shorts and underwear off. Elijah wasted no time in taking my cock in his mouth while using his right hand to work Chris’ cock and balls. He then moved his mouth to Chris’ cock while jacking me with his left hand. I turned to Chris and we kissed for a bit. Then we removed each other’s T-shirts before resuming our kiss. Elijah continued working back and forth on our cocks for a while. As he moved off Chris’ cock and moved to mine, Chris stopped him, “My turn.” Chris stood up, pulling Elijah off his knees as he did. Chris then dropped to his knees, pulling Elijah’s shorts and underwear down as he did. Elijah then took his spot on the sofa and Chris began working our cocks. I gave Elijah a quick kiss before pulling off his T-shirt and then we kissed some more. Chris worked our cocks for a while until I decided, “My turn.” I pulled Chris up and then took his place. I worked on their cocks for several minutes before Elijah suggested we move to the bedroom. We grabbed our drinks, finished them, and then headed into my bedroom.

We climbed onto my bed and moved into a chain sucking. I began on Elijah’s cock. He was sucking Chris’, and Chris went down on mine. After several minutes, we paused as at least two of the three of us were getting close. When we resumed, we had reversed positions and I was on Chris’ cock, he was on Elijah’s, and Elijah was on mine. Soon, wet fingers were invading holes, and the humming and slurping became moans. After several minutes, Elijah pulled off my cock and said, “I need someone to fuck me.” Chris pulled off Elijah’s throbbing cock and said, “I’ll fuck you if Jeremy gives me his cock.” I pulled my head up and said, “Let’s do this.” We broke out the condoms and lube and then Elijah got on all fours and arched his back as Chris slowly sank his rigid, condom-sheathed cock into him. Once Chris had bottomed out, I looked at the firm, muscular, bubble-butt in front of me and rubbed the head of my cock up and down the deep valley between them, stopping at the tight rose bud momentarily to tease it before finally pushing inside. Once I had my pubes firmly pressed against Chris’ firm buns, Chris began moving back and forth, impaling himself onto my cock and then sliding his inside Elijah’s depths. Back and forth Chris moved as I kissed the back of his neck while he grunted and moaned, and Elijah did the same and even began rocking back into Chris’ thrusts. The sounds of grunts and skin slapping skin filled the room and slowly increased in both speed and volume. Chris grunted, “I’m getting close.” Elijah said, “Wait!” Elijah pulled himself off Chris’ cock and flipped onto his back, then raised his legs to his chest. Chris moved forward, sinking his cock back inside Elijah and then resumed his fuck. Elijah urged Chris, “Give me that cock, Chris! Harder! Faster! Slam my ass! Fuck! Fuck me, Chris! Fuck! Shit! I’m cumming!” Elijah had barely touched his cock before it erupted, sending ropes of cum all over his chest and abs. Some hit his chin just low enough that he couldn’t reach it with his tongue. He reached for it with his hand, but Chris grabbed his wrist, stopping him. Then Chris pulled out of Elijah and ripped off his condom before his own seed began splashing across Elijah’s torso and crotch. Chris’ spasming hole brought me over the edge as well and I pulled my cock from his hot hole. I had just enough time to pull off the condom and make my way beside Elijah’s face before wads of my own seed splashed across Elijah’s face and into his open mouth. Chris moved up straddling Elijah’s chest and licked the cum off his chin, and then began rubbing his cock across Elijah’s lips. Elijah lifted his head and took Chris’ cock into his mouth and cleaned it off. Chris then pulled his cock from Elijah’s mouth and Elijah turned his head toward me and took my cock into his mouth to clean it of any residual cum. Once I pulled my cock free from Elijah’s mouth, Chris and I bent down, licking the cum from Elijah’s face and kissing each other and Elijah, sharing all three of our cum. Once his face was clean and we had consumed the cum, Chris sat up on Elijah’s chest and I raised up as well. Elijah said, “That was fucking hot!” Chris said, “Fire!” I agreed, then suggested we go in and shower. Other than sweat, I was fairly clean. On the other hand, Elijah had cum splattered all over his torso and Chris had just slid up, smearing it all over Elijah and himself.

We moved to the shower and soaped each other up and then rinsed. We were all hard as rocks again by the time we were done but it was late and we decided to call it a night. We dried each other off and then climbed into bed. At first, Chris climbed in on his side and I climbed in behind him, wedging my stiff cock between his buns. Elijah climbed in behind me and wedged his cock between my firm cheeks. We all began laughing. Once our laughter died down, I moved onto my back and then Chris rolled over onto his other side and laid his head on my chest. Elijah laid his head on the other side, just like the night before. I put an arm over each of them and smiled. I then said something I hoped I wouldn’t regret, “I could get used to this.”

End of Chapter 36