How I Got My Revenge

Chapter 37

Food For Thought

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.” I smiled as I watched Chris’ right hand reach across my stomach and Elijah’s left hand did the same and their fingers linked.

Two tears rolled down my cheeks. I thought to myself, one was for the love I felt for these two beautiful guys, and by beautiful, I was referring to their internal beauty, not their external hotness. The other tear was for the thought that one day I may have to choose one of them over the other and it hurt to even think about it. True, one had done something that had hurt me psychologically, but it was because he had his own demons and had since faced them. I had forgiven that transgression and apologized for my own retaliation. Two wrongs don’t make a right; however, he disagrees with that theory in this case as it is what brought us together. He has a valid point, though I still feel badly for what Carl and I had done. He was now dear to me but so was Chris. I think I love them both so much, no, I know I love them both so much. They are so much alike but also, so very different. Then, after I thought about it, I was smiling again. Both big-hearted guys obviously loved me too. My heart suddenly overflowed with that love, and it suddenly occurred to me that I no longer felt the rejection that I had felt after my breakup with Kayla. It seemed my heart was filled with only love right now. It seemed that defensive hurt no longer spurned the love that I’d been afraid to accept. Maybe I wasn’t as broken as I had felt before. I truly felt loved at that moment, and it was not just the love from the two guys whose heads were on my chest, but I realized that I had so many people who loved me. These two though, were special. Another tear rolled down each cheek. This time, I understood them to be tears of joy. For the first time since Kayla, my heart felt full. I fell asleep with those thoughts and love on either side.

Carl woke up Friday morning to get ready for work. As he went through his usual routine, it suddenly occurred to him that he didn’t tell Jeremy what time Chuck had planned on coming by. Ordinarily it wouldn’t matter, but with Elijah, and especially Chris around, he didn’t want Chuck showing up unexpectedly and seeing something that he wasn’t supposed to. Carl thought that maybe the smell of coffee might have stirred Jeremy awake as it sometimes does, so he quietly opened Jeremy’s bedroom door and peered in. He smiled when he saw Jeremy peacefully sleeping with a smile on his face. Carl thought, ‘No wonder he’s smiling. He has two hot, naked guys on either side of him. Their heads were on his chest, they each had a leg draped over his, and their crotches were tightly pressed against Jeremy’s hips. He could see Chris was hard as he was on the opposite side of Jeremy. He couldn’t see if Elijah was. Elijah’s back was to him, revealing those two firm, muscular buns. Carl smiled and was about to close the door when his smile suddenly changed to a look of concern. He noticed Chris and Elijah’s hands were together and their fingers were entwined. Carl gently closed the door, although the door latch clicked into place. It seemed loud to Carl since the house was so quiet. Carl decided to write Jeremy a note about Chuck and put it in an envelope with his name before he left.

I was startled awake. I wasn’t sure why, but then I heard footsteps moving away from the door. Carl had probably wanted to tell me something before he left for work. I thought about trying to catch him, but then realized I’d need to unwrap several limbs and by that time it would be too late anyway. I figured Carl would send me a text or call later to tell me. The smell of shampoo wafted from the blond and dark brown hair of the two heads on my chest. Their noses were almost touching. Two angelic bookends, so beautiful and yet so different. I had an arm wrapped around each of them and wanted to squeeze them tightly and never let go. Then I silently chuckled as I felt a stiff cock wedged against my hip on either side. My own was semi hard and was now growing stiffer by the second as I felt the wetness of their precum. I didn’t want to disturb them and yet the devil in me wanted to reach down to their buns and press their cocks more firmly against my hips.

Suddenly, I felt a vibration on the left side of my chest as Elijah giggled. His eyes sprung open and he glanced up at me. I smiled and said, “Good morning, Elijah. Sleep well?” “Yeaaah.”, he said in almost a drawl and then began humping my hip as he giggled. Then he asked, “Can we just stay like this all day?” I chuckled and said, “I think both my hips would be coated in your precum by then.” Elijah giggled again and said, “Or our cum.” Elijah then untangled his fingers from Chris and grabbed my now stiff, precum-leaking shaft and began stroking it. The movement apparently woke Chris. His eyes slowly opened, and he smiled at Elijah and then looked up at me. I smiled back at those dimples and said, “Good morning, Chris.” He surprised me by turning his head up and kissing me before replying, “Good morning, Jeremy. Good morning, Elijah.” Then he noticed Elijah stroking my stiff cock while he was humping my hip with his precum slickened bone. Chris laughed, and then put his hand over Elijah’s and he too began humping my other hip. It seemed strange and yet so erotic. I laid back and enjoyed it while playing with their buns. Before long, I had a finger inside each of their tight holes. We were kissing as they stroked my cock and humped my hips as we moaned in pleasure. Elijah’s moans grew louder and he suddenly moved up slightly and his cock fell across my abdomen. As soon as it did, ropes of cum shot out onto my abs, some even made their way to Chris’ cock on my other side adding to the slickness. No sooner had Elijah finished emptying his nuts, I warned, “I’m gonna cum!” They continued stroking me, but both moved their faces down and over the head of my cock and that was it. I began shooting rope after rope up into their faces and mouths. They greedily fought to catch each spurt. As the last of my cum dribbled out of my cock, they licked it off and then cleaned it off each other’s faces before turning to me and sharing my cum in a three-way kiss. Once they broke our kiss, Chris stroked his cock to completion, adding to Elijah’s puddle on my abs. They both licked up the mixture and again shared it as we snowballed it around between us until it was consumed. All three of us suddenly burst into laughter. Chris said, “That was a great way to wake up.” Elijah concurred, “Yeah it was.” I said, “Let’s grab a quick shower and then get some breakfast.”

After breakfast, Chris made sure there was room for the food he wanted to get for Saturday’s wing dinner. He wanted to get it today because of the game and The Flying None on Saturday. I had already read Carl’s note and discussed it with Elijah and Chris. Elijah was looking forward to seeing Chuck again. Chris was more reserved.

Once Chris headed out on his errands, Elijah helped me clean up the kitchen. While we worked in the kitchen, Elijah seemed tentative, like he wanted to ask me something but wasn’t sure how I’d react. I finally asked him, “Elijah, is something bothering you?” Elijah replied, “No! It’s just…what would you say if I was to come down every other weekend? Would that be too much?” I smiled and said, “I think that would be great! We really never got to know each other when were in school or as teammates. I wish that were different but that’s in the past. I’d like to see more of you.” Elijah smiled and then asked, “Do you think Chris will mind?” I laughed and said, “I would have thought you’d ask whether or not Carl would mind. You and Chris seem to like each other, so why did you ask me that?” Elijah looked at me and said, “I do like Chris, and I think he likes me, too. It’s just..” I knew he was hesitant to say what he was about to, so I asked, “Just what?” Elijah looked down at his feet and said, “It’s just that we’re both into you and he may not like it if I’m around more.” I smiled as I recalled Carl asking them what they had meant by, “It’s on.” I said, “Elijah, I’ve already told you what I thought about long distance relationships and maybe it was because of what happened with Kayla. I guess what I’m saying is that I don’t want to push you away just because you’re fifty miles away either. But you have to know that I’m not ready to commit to a one on one relationship right now, with you or with Chris. The fact is I don’t want to hurt either one of you because I care for both of you so much.” I hadn’t intended those words to come out of my mouth nor the tears that watered my eyes. I turned away from Elijah so he didn’t see them. I felt a hand on my shoulder and Elijah said, “Jeremy, please, look at me.” He was pulling me to get me to turn and face him. I relented and slowly turned as I tried to wipe the tears from my eyes as I said, “Sorry, I must have gotten something in my eye.” As I looked at Elijah, he was grinning and then he said, “Yeah, they’re called tears.” Elijah then leaned in and kissed me hard as he embraced me tightly. After getting over the initial shock, I embraced him as well. After several minutes, Elijah broke the kiss and said, “You don’t know how happy I am after hearing you say that.” I was a little confused and said, “But I said I wasn’t ready to commit to anyone.” Elijah smiled and said, “I’m ok with that. You said you cared for me, and Chris, enough to not want to hurt us. That means I still have a chance and if I have to share you with Chris for now, I’m ok with that.” I smiled, but all that I could say was, “Ok.” We embraced and kissed once more. I wasn’t sure which one of us would suffocate first as we hugged each other so tightly. Once we broke apart, it was apparent that I wasn’t the only one with tears in their eyes but we both had smiles on our faces.

Once we had finished up in the kitchen, we went out back and cleaned up the yard. I weed wacked and pulled weeds as Elijah mowed the lawn. We then moved out front and did the same. Just as we had finished up, Mrs. Oaks walked up with Chris’ T-shirt. She had washed it clean and ironed it for him. She also gave us a container of chocolate chip cookies she baked for us as a thank you for rescuing Gus from the tree. She was a little disappointed Chris and Carl weren’t here but was glad when I told her that Chris was fine and was running some errands. She was thrilled when Elijah and I insisted on walking her back home. She kissed us both on the cheek and called us true gentlemen before going inside. Elijah and I both had smiles on our faces as we returned home. As we were putting the yard tools away, Elijah said, “I’m glad you suggested we see if we could help Mrs. Oaks out. She’s a really nice old lady.” I agreed, “She sure is, and she baked us some cookies.” Elijah said, “Maybe we should try some.” I laughed and said, “Nice try. We’ll break them out after dinner when Carl and Chris are here.”

Elijah and I just finished cleaning up when Chis returned. He was carrying a bag of groceries and said, “There’s more in the car and also an air fryer.” Elijah and I went out and retrieved the rest, Elijah carried the air fryer and I had the remainder of the groceries. Chris said, “Thanks, guys. I hope a hundred and fifty wings will be enough.” I laughed and said, “That’s thirty wings apiece! I would hope that would be enough.” Chris laughed, “I’ve seen us go through some food before.” Elijah set the air fryer on the counter and then looked into one of the bags, “Holy shit! Are those all hot peppers?” Chris laughed and said, “Yeah, they range from mildly hot to extremely hot, but once they’re mixed with the sauces it moderates the heat some. Don’t worry, Elijah, you’ll get to choose what sauces you want. For now, put the peppers in the vegetable drawer in the fridge.” Elijah then asked, “What’s the mayo and sour cream for? There’s milk too.” Chris laughed, “It’s all to make different wing sauces. I’ll need to make them today so I don’t have to worry about it before making the wings.” I asked, “Want some help? I might learn something in the process.” Chris smiled and said, “Sure. It shouldn’t take long after we prep everything.” Elijah said, “I’ll help too. Just let me know what you need me to do. Speaking of need. Anyone need an exam?” Elijah had just pulled a pack of rubber gloves from one of the bags. Chris and I both laughed, then Chris said, “Those are for handling the peppers when they’re being chopped, unless you want me to chop them barehanded and then handle your cock and balls later.” I began laughing and said, “Wear the gloves or you’re not touching me later.” Elijah said, “Yeah, wear the gloves.” Once the food was put away, we fired up the grill and threw on some burgers for lunch. A fire was out of the question because it would have taken too long to get the embers just right.

After lunch, we cleaned up and moved into the kitchen and started chopping herbs and mixing up the ingredients for the ranch sauce. Elijah asked, “Are you sure we’re going to need this much ranch sauce? This looks like more than enough for all hundred and fifty wings." Chris laughed and said, “The ranch sauce is also an ingredient for some of the other sauces. That’s why we’re making it first.” Once the ranch sauce was made, we poured some in a container and put a lid on it, then set it aside to cool. We then moved on to the parmesan pepper sauce. Elijah said, “I never knew ranch dressing was used for parmesan pepper.” I said, “That’s good. You learned something new.” Elijah grinned and said, “I’m learning a lot today.” I laughed and said, “Maybe you can use this knowledge when you make your next microwave dinner.” We all laughed. Elijah eventually said, “Very funny. Sooner or later I’ll no longer be living in a dorm room, and I can put this knowledge to use.” Chris asked me, “Do you have a food processor? I forgot to ask you.” I said, “We don’t. We have a blender though. Will that work?” Chris replied, “That should work.” I started looking for the blender as Chris donned a pair of gloves and got the peppers out of the fridge. As I set up the blender, Chris began chopping the peppers up. There were cayenne, several types of chiles, and jalapenos, both red and green. I noticed Chris also had some powdered versions and asked him, “Why did you bring powdered peppers if you were going to chop fresh peppers anyway?” Chris grinned and said, “The powder is for the milder hot sauces. It adds the flavor but normally isn’t as hot as the fresh version.” After chopping the peppers, Chris put each type separately in the blender and pulped it, then put it aside to mix in the sauces as needed.

We then made a butter and garlic sauce using freshly chopped garlic. I joked, “That will keep the vampires at bay.” Once that sauce was finished, we made a batch of parmesan garlic sauce. Chris then put half of it in a container to cool and then added some of the powdered pepper in the other and mixed it in. He gave Elijah and I a taste before putting it in a container. It was very delicious with just a touch of heat. After that, we made a batch of honey garlic. Chris had bought the honey from a farmer near his parents’ house who is also a beekeeper. It was as fresh and local as you can get. This batch was also separated in half, but one half had the powdered peppers and the other had the freshly chopped peppers with the seeds. We tasted the milder sauce, and it was awesome with just a bit of heat. The other version was awesome as well, but after the delicious flavor hit your tastebuds, the heat followed, and it was definitely spicy. Elijah grabbed a beer from the fridge to wash it away. It only helped a little.

Next up was the hot sauce. If garlic had been the overbearing scent in the house before, vinegar now took the lead. It didn’t take as long, but this time a third of it had the powdered peppers added, and the other two thirds had the rest of the fresh peppers. Once it was done, it was split in two. Elijah and I were both curious as to why. Chris then combined an equal amount of ranch to one of them, making a southwestern sauce. We put everything in containers and decided to enjoy a beer out back while they cooled so we could put them in the fridge. We were talking about the whole process of making the sauces and how organized Chris was with the sequence when I heard the doorbell.

I walked to the door and saw Chuck standing there with a couple bags. When I opened the door, Chuck said, “There’s a couple more bags in the trunk.” I walked out and grabbed the remaining bags and closed up Chuck’s car, then carried the bags into the kitchen where Chuck was removing the groceries. I noticed containers in one of the bags I had carried in and pulled one of them out to see what it contained. The label read, ‘Basil.’ Chuck glanced up and saw me looking at the container, and said, “Those are herbs and spices I grow at home and use in my cooking.” I smiled and said, “Home grown. Fresh. I can’t wait.” Chuck sniffed and said, “Speaking of fresh, It smells like garlic and vinegar in here.” I laughed and said, “Yeah, we just helped Chris make sauces for the wings tomorrow.” Chuck looked surprised, “Chris makes his own sauces?” I said, “Yep. They’re pretty good, too. We got to taste them as we made ‘em. They’re over there on the counter cooling.” Chuck stepped over and looked them over. He grinned, “Looks like he covered everything and from mild to hot. I can’t wait to taste them all.” Just then, Chris walked in and said, “Hey, Chuck, how’s it going?” They gave each other a bro hug and then Chris went over and checked the temperature of the sauces, “Still too warm to put in the fridge. Want a beer, Chuck? I came in to get us a refill, but if you want, I can come back in and give you a hand with the lasagna.” Chuck smiled and said, “Thanks, Chris, but I got this. It won’t take me long to throw this together. I have it down to a science. Thanks for the beer though.” Chris replied, “You’re welcome.” Then Chris headed back out with a beer for Elijah. I asked Chuck, “Are you sure you don’t want a hand?” Chuck replied, “Nah, I got this. Go ahead and join your boys. I’ll be out in a half hour. Oh, could you preheat the oven at three-fifty?” I said, “Yep.” I set the preheat and then went out back to join Elijah and Chris.

We started throwing the football around, and soon Chuck came out and joined in. We ended up playing a game where one of us would play quarterback, one would play defensive lineman, one would play receiver and the fourth would play cornerback. Once the count started, the defensive lineman had to count to five before he could rush the quarterback. In the meantime, the receiver would run routes to get open. The quarterback could run the ball if necessary. Obviously, because of our competitiveness, it was pretty physical. By the time we heard Carl yell, “Who’s winning?”, all four of us were grass-stained and muddy. All four of us yelled, “I am!” Chuck had the ball and threw it to Carl. Once he caught it, I yelled, “Get him!” Carl’s eyes opened wide, and he ran for the door. He made it inside just as we caught up to him. He pulled the door closed, grinned, and said, “You’re not tracking that mud in here!” I was already thinking ahead. The other three were too focused on Carl that they didn’t notice me slipping away. As they turned and stepped away from the house, I blasted them with the hose. I laughed as I heard, “Fuck!”, “Hey! What the fuck!”, and “Mother fucker!” coming from the three of them. It took a minute, but soon, all three rushed me. They got the hose, and I took my medicine, allowing them to hose the mud off my clothes. We then stripped down to our underwear and Carl handed us some towels to dry off before we went inside. We all were hit by the scent of food cooking. Carl grinned and said, “I know, right! It smells like an Italian restaurant in here.” Elijah said, “It smells awesome. It’s a combination of garlic, vinegar, and Chuck’s lasagna.” Chuck laughed and said, “It’s about to be more garlic. I have to put the garlic bread in soon.”

Carl left to get a shower and I let Chuck get a shower in my ensuite so he could get the garlic bread in the oven on time. In the meantime, Elijah, Chris, and I drank another beer. As we sipped our beers, Elijah said to Chris, “Too bad you’re not staying tonight. We could have a sick time with the five of us.” Chris replied, “Yeah, I’m not quite ready to out myself to Chuck just yet.” Elijah said, “I respect that. I just think we’d all have a fucking great time.” I looked to Chris and nodded my understanding. Elijah said, “Well, we’ll make up for it tomorrow night.” Chris’ dimples came out to shine along with some added color in his face. Just then, Chuck came out of my bedroom in a pair of boxers and quickly moved to the fridge. He pulled out a tray of bread, buttered and spread with fresh, minced garlic and parmesan cheese. He moved it from the paper tray onto an aluminum foil covered baking tray, then placed it into the oven. Chuck then turned to us and said, “We eat in ten minutes.” Chris handed Chuck a beer and said, “It smells awesome.” Chuck clinked his beer on Chris’ and said, “Thanks bro. I can’t wait for the wings tomorrow.” Chris smiled shyly and said, “Yeah, I hope everything goes smoothly. This is the first time I’m doing this for friends. It’s usually just family.” Chuck winked at Chris and said, “Don’t let the pressure get to you. We’re all friends here.” Chris and Elijah went to take quick showers, Elijah in my ensuite and Chris in the common bathroom. I set the table for dinner. Chuck was getting the lasagna from the oven just as Elijah and Chris emerged from their showers, both wearing a pair of my boxers. I asked, “Are there any left in my dresser?” Elijah replied, “I didn’t get these from your dresser. They were in my bag. I was returning them from the last time I borrowed them.” I smiled and said, “So, you weren’t really returning them since you’re wearing them now.” Elijah grinned and said, “Sorry. I really like these, and besides, you can have them back tomorrow.” I just rolled my eyes.

Everyone took a seat at the table as Chuck and I brought the lasagna and garlic bread over and set it in the center of the table. Carl and I sat at either end with Elijah and Chris on one side and Chuck on the other. We passed the salad bowl around and each filled a salad bowl. Chuck had thrown a quick salad together after he put the lasagna in the oven. Chuck cut the lasagna into squares and then began dishing them out to each of us. We grabbed some garlic bread and dug in. Everyone congratulated Chuck on his lasagna. The garlic bread was also a hit. As Chris was eating, he felt a foot rub his leg. He glanced around, but no one seemed to be looking toward him. He knew it wasn’t Elijah. Was Jeremy or Carl fucking with him? It couldn’t be Chuck.

Cleanup was easy. Once again, there were no leftovers. Everyone had rinsed their own plates and put them in the dishwasher, so there was only the baking dish the lasagna had been in to rinse and put in the dishwasher as well as the salad bowl. I did that as Carl wiped the table and counter off. After cleaning up, I took a shower while the other guys grabbed a beer and went out back. After my shower, I followed suit and put on only a pair of boxers. Yes, there were a few pair left in my dresser.

As I walked out back, the guys were seated in a semicircle in front of the fire. Carl was on one end. Chuck sat next to him. Chris was to Chuck’s right with Elijah sitting to Chris’ right. The other end seat was open for me. I sat down and Carl said, “Ready for a game of Cards Against Humanity?” I grinned and said, "Sure.” We played for several hours and I noticed throughout the game that Chuck’s chair seemed to move tightly against Chris’. I also noticed on a few occasions, Chuck’s knee rubbing against Chris’. Chris would move his knee each time and glance at Chuck as if silently apologizing for it. It was obvious to me that Chris wasn’t the initiator and I suspected it wasn’t an accident on Chuck’s part. Around ten o’clock, Chris called for an uber. When he ended the call, Chuck asked him, “You’re leaving us? Why don’t you just hang out? I’m sure Carl and Jeremy wouldn’t mind if you stayed.” Chris smiled and said, “I have chores I have to get done tomorrow before our game. Maybe another time. Thanks for the lasagna though. It was delicious.” Chuck replied, “You’re welcome. I’m looking forward to your wings tomorrow. Got time for one more before your ride comes?" Chris smiled and said, “Yeah, he’ll be about twenty minutes.” Chuck got up and went in to get us refills and Chris went in to put more clothes on for the ride home. As Chris emerged from Jeremy’s bedroom and walked into the kitchen on his way out back, Chuck was just getting ready to take the drinks out, “Hey, Chris. Want to help me with these drinks?” Chris stopped and said, “Sure. Thanks again for the lasagna. It was delicious.” Chuck said, “Thanks. Sorry you have to leave us. I was hoping you would at least stay until later.” Chris smiled and said, “Yeah, I need to head home, but thanks.” Chris then held out his hand to shake Chuck’s. Chuck looked at Chris’ hand and took it, but instead of just shaking it, he used it to pull Chris in for a hug. Chris returned the hug which caught him by surprise and was surprised further. Before breaking their hug, Chuck patted Chris on his firm, muscular buns. Chris’ eyes opened wide in surprise, but as they separated, Chuck didn’t seem fazed in the least as if it was just a bro pat on the butt. They grabbed the drinks and took them out back, handed them out, and then sat back down. Just as Chris was finishing his drink, his phone dinged and then a horn sounded out front, he stood and said, “Looks like my ride is here.” Carl stood and shook Chris’ hand, “See you tomorrow on the court.” Chuck said, “Yeah, and I’m looking forward to wings tomorrow, too.” I got up and said, “I’ll walk you out.” Elijah also got up and said, "I’ll come with.”

As we were walking through the house, Chris asked, “Did either of you notice Chuck acting a little bit strange tonight?” I grinned and asked, “You mean strange as in rubbing his knee against yours earlier?” Elijah said, “I noticed that, too. At first I thought it was just an accident, but when you moved your knee away, he moved his closer.” Chris said, “Yeah, I know. I think it was him that rubbed my leg under the table at dinner too. I know it wasn’t either of you and Carl would have to get his foot around Elijah.” Elijah said, “Oh, shit! Really?” As I opened the door for us to step out front, Chris continued, “That’s not all. Before we brought that last batch of drinks out, I went to shake Chuck’s hand and he pulled me into a hug instead. Then, before we broke the hug, he patted my butt.” Elijah said, “Holy shit! Really?” I grinned and said, “Maybe he’s trying to get a feel for where you stand sexually.” Elijah laughed and said, “He was getting a feel alright.” All three of us laughed and Chris turned bright red. Then, as he was getting in the car, he said, “See you guys on the court tomorrow. Have fun tonight.” Elijah asked, “What? We don’t get a hug?” We all laughed once again as the driver looked on clueless. As we walked back into the house, I said to Elijah, “I think we should keep what we’ve seen and been told about Chuck’s um advances toward Chris between us.” Elijah replied, “I agree. I’m not sure who I would share it with anyway. I’m sure not going to bring it up with Chuck.”

We arrived out back. Carl and Chuck were talking and stopped when we walked out. Chuck smiled and said, “So, now that cute and innocent is gone, are we ready to turn this party up a notch?” Elijah gave me an amused look and I smirked as well. If Chuck only knew how innocent Chris wasn’t. I saw Carl give me a quick grin as well. Chuck then asked Elijah, “So, what’s your story? I know you’re a high school buddy of Jeremy’s.” Carl snickered and Chuck gave him a questioning look, “What? What did I miss?” I just smiled and noticed Elijah turning a shade more red. Elijah said, “Well, Jeremy and I were teammates on the football team, but we didn’t really hang out back then.” Chuck looked confused, “Then when did you become good friends?” Elijah turned redder yet and said, “Well, I talked my best friend into helping me do something

stupid. Jeremy got revenge for it and here we are.” Carl laughed and said, “The revenge was my idea.” Chuck said, “Now I’m totally confused.” Between the three of us, we told Chuck the story of what Elijah and Josh had done to me and ‘How I Got My Revenge’, culminating in my guilt and eventually our close friendship. Chuck sat there dumbfounded for a while, then shook his head, “You’re serious, aren’t you? All that really happened?” I nodded, “Every bit of it.” Chuck laughed, “That’s one of the strangest and yet hottest stories I’ve ever heard. I’d think you were shittin’ me but the three of you would have had to rehearse that story to be as convincing as you are. I want more details.” I said, “Maybe another time. I think we answered your question.” Chuck smiled and said, “Yeah, ok but now I have another question, are we all up for some action? I’d really like to get my cock in between those hot buns of yours, Elijah.” Elijah laughed and said, “Not as much as I’d like to have my cock between those sweet lips of yours.” Chuck laughed and said, “I knew I liked you for some reason. You’re pretty quick-witted.” Carl and I were just grinning at the banter between them. Carl then said, “Why don’t we start off with a four-way since it’s pretty clear we’re all up for it.” As we got up to go inside, it was more than clear we were all up. Elijah’s cock was poking its head out through the fly in MY boxers. Carl was leading the way as Elijah and I followed. Chuck was behind us and said, “Damn! The buns on you two are incredible!” Elijah and I looked at each other laughing.

Carl walked into the living room and stopped in front of the sofa before turning to face us. Elijah stopped next to him and turned to us as well with his cock poking through his (MY) boxers. I glanced back at Chuck and then dropped to my knees in front of Carl. I reached into Carl’s boxers and pulled his cock through the fly and began licking the shaft. Chuck took the hint and dropped to his knees in front of Elijah and said, “Looks like you’re getting your wish.” Elijah grinned down at Chuck and said, “Yeah, and if you do a good job, maybe some day you’ll get yours.” Chuck just chuckled before taking Elijah’s cock in his mouth. After several minutes, I pulled off Carl’s cock and said, “Our turn.” Carl grinned, got up and moved me into his spot on the sofa. Chuck also got up and Elijah gave up his spot to him. Chuck and Carl surprised us and switched places and Elijah looked up from between my legs, grinning before taking my cock into his mouth while maintaining eye contact. Carl did the same with Chuck. We were at it for several more minutes when Carl pulled off Chuck’s cock and looked up at me and said, “Let’s you and I have some fun with these two.” I wasn’t sure what he meant, but that devilish grin gave me a clue and I liked it. Elijah looked to me questioningly and I just shrugged as Carl went into his bedroom. Chuck just looked at me and then toward Carl’s bedroom door.

Carl emerged from his bedroom carrying some lube and packets of condoms. He asked me, “Wanna do this here or in your bedroom?” I smiled and said, “Here will be fine.” Chuck asked, “What’s going on?” Elijah just gave me a puzzled look. I just smiled and shrugged, not really sure where Carl was taking this. Carl then said, “Chuck, lie down on the floor on your back. Elijah, climb on top of him in a sixty-nine and go for it while Jeremy and I watch.” Chuck grinned and complied. Elijah climbed on top of him and the two went to town on each other’s cocks. Carl handed me a condom and grinned, “As much as I’d like another ride on that hot ass (Indicating Elijah’s butt up in the air), I’ll take Chuck.” I just nodded. Carl and Chuck seemed to be forming a bit of a bond. He was also slyly acknowledging Elijah’s crush on me and letting me know he understood. Carl and I had grown a bond between us that went from brotherly to being lovers and back to brotherly lovers. We loved each other but had come to the conclusion that the love between us, which was deep, was more brotherly. We would never be mates, marry, or have children, but we’d support each other as long as we lived. I smiled at Carl, letting him know that I knew. He smiled back.

Carl and I then began fingering our partners as they bobbed on each other’s stiff rods. Their moans grew louder as we added another finger. Once we were giving them three fingers for a while, Carl and I nodded to each other. We removed our fingers and slid on the condoms. Once we had our condom-sheathed, steel hard cocks lubed up, we teased their holes by sliding them in between their cheeks. They both began moaning more loudly on the cocks in their mouths in anticipation. I decided it was time and pressed the tip of my cock to Elijah’s quivering hole and pushed inward. Carl was doing the same to Chuck and their moans increased in pitch as we entered them. Carl had pushed Chuck’s legs up and now Elijah assisted by placing his arms over the backs of Carl’s knees. Soon, Carl and I were thrusting in and out of our partners. Loud moans, skin slapping on skin and heavy breathing echoed throughout the room. Suddenly, Carl yelled, “Oh, fuck!” At the same time, Chuck’s moans grew louder and higher in pitch. Elijah also moaned louder, but it seemed deeper. He was trying to swallow the cum flooding his mouth as Chuck unleashed his seed into his mouth. Then Carl cried out, “Fuck! I’m gonna shoot!” Then I felt Elijah’s sphincter spasm around my cock as he filled Chuck’s throat with his own seed. I watched as Carl pulled his cock from Chuck, pulled off his condom and began shooting his creamy seed on both Elijah’s face and Chuck’s crotch. I was overcome with what I watched unfolding before me and pulled my cock from Elijah’s still spasming hole, pulled off my condom and unloaded my own seed onto Elijah’s nut sack and Chuck’s face and hair. Carl and I both collapsed down onto Elijah’s back, and our chests heaved as we caught our breath. Then Carl and I kissed as we laid across Elijah’s back. After a minute or so, we heard Elijah trying to say something. It was incoherent since he still had Chuck’s cock in his mouth. Finally, after pulling off Chuck’s cock, Elijah’s words were clear, “Fuck! Guys! I can’t keep holding you up and if I move down onto Chuck, I’ll end up choking him to death with my cock!” Then we heard “MMmm! Mmmmph!”, from Chuck. His mouth still filled with Elijah’s cock. Carl and I broke our kiss and made eye contact before bursting into laughter. We rolled back off Elijah and he then pulled his cock out of Chuck’s throat. Elijah began laughing as well as Chuck coughed and laughed with us. Eventually, Elijah said, “That was so fucking sick, guys!” I agreed, “Yeah, it was hot as hell!” Carl said one word, “Awesome!” Chuck laid there, still laughing and just gave a thumbs up. After a couple minutes, I said, “Why don’t we grab another drink?” Carl said, “Yeah, let’s go out back and get the fire going.” We slowly got up, kissing, and cleaning the cum from Elijah and Chuck with our tongues. Then we grabbed a beer and went out back and got the fire blazing again. We had another two beers while the fire burned down and then Carl said, “It’s after two. I’m going to head to bed when I finish my beer. Wanna join me, Chuck?” Chuck grinned, and replied, “You mean I’m not going to get to fuck Elijah tonight?” Elijah laughed and said, “Nope.” We all laughed and then Carl and Chuck got up and went inside. I said, “We’ll take care of the fire before coming inside.”

Once Carl and Chuck went inside, Elijah said, “That was so lit but it was also a little strange.” I asked him, “What do you mean, strange.” Elijah explained, “Well, Carl knew Chuck wanted to fuck me. Instead, he had me and Chuck suck each other. Then, when you guys were going to fuck us, Carl said he’d like to fuck me but chose to fuck Chuck instead.” I asked Elijah, “Were you disappointed that Carl didn’t have Chuck fuck you or that Carl didn’t fuck you?” Elijah looked at me, a bit surprised by my question and said, “No, not at all. I was glad you were the one to fuck me. I just thought what Carl ended up deciding was a little strange.” I smiled and said, “Thinking about it, I don’t find it strange at all. It makes sense. Carl understands your feelings toward me and mine for you. Carl also likes Chuck, a lot.” Elijah looked at me with a concerned look on his face, “So, are you and Carl no longer together?” I smiled and said, Carl and I love each other, but it’s different. We’re almost like brothers but with benefits. There was a silent acknowledgement of that tonight. I’d do anything for him and I think he would for me, but we’re not going to ever be a couple, at least not in the true sense of it. We’re both ok with that. We’ve talked that through and neither of us have any bad feelings about it.” Elijah looked at me and smiled, “That explains a lot. When you asked me if I was disappointed, there was one thing.” Elijah hesitated and I was curious, “What was that one thing?” Elijah grinned and turned a little red, “Well, I understand about wearing condoms when we’re having sex in a group. I just wish you had cum inside me instead of on me and on Chuck’s face, although Chuck did look pretty hot with your cum all over his face.” I grinned and said, “You looked pretty hot with Carl’s cum all over your face as well. I should have taken a picture so you could have seen yourself.” Elijah laughed. I checked to make sure the fire was burned down enough and put the screen over it, then said, “Let’s head to bed”.

We entered the house, and after getting rid of our empty cans we headed toward my room. Then we heard it, “Fuck yeah! Gimme that cock, Chuck! Fuck me!” Elijah and I looked at each other, grinning. Once I closed my bedroom door behind us, I asked Elijah, “Do you still want my swimmers inside you?” He practically ripped off my clothes.

End of Chapter 37